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A dry day, in May!

Lights are flashing, mind’s disturbing…
Not my fault, her love’s lost…
Tides repeating, times are changing…
Not her fault, it pained me a lot…

Met her down the street…
Sometime late, of last September…
We had fun, mood being upbeat…
And a walk to remember…

Hand in hand, singing a song…
Caring for none, loud and drunk…
Going no where, just heading along…
Beneath the vast sky, lay our bunk…

Talking of birds, and to stars…
Lost in time, and into each other…
Window-shopping, strolls to bazaars…
Bonds got stronger, we didn’t bother…

And then…

One fine morning, it all went wrong…
Sometime mid, of this May…
There was no music, thus ended the song…
There was no her, no liquor, just a dry day…

PS: This is a rejected piece of work for an internal corporate blog-a-zine…rejected cos the theme was “Be happy” and this one though started happy, went sour ๐Ÿ˜‰

 
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Posted by on July 26, 2010 in poetry

 

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Do I flirt? Hell no! ;)

I have been interrogated quite a few many times…by parents, friends – both guys and gals, policemen, watchmen, auto-drivers and even my maid…one common question they ask somewhere along the whole tete-e-tete is the very one about which I have no clue whatsoever. They all in some way or the other ask “Sree, Do you flirt?”! ๐Ÿ™„
Now as you know, Sree and Flirting are like Snow and the Sahara! ๐Ÿ˜›
I always end up trying to convince them with “Err…nooooo….nooooo…I don’t flirt…I…noooooo…nooo…flirt??…me??…I don’t…what?!!”…but to my bad luck, they end up not believing me. Hmmmph!!
As someone said, โ€œOne kind of flirtation, is to boast we never flirt.โ€….I didn’t know that though I did it all the while! ๐Ÿ˜›
Did you just say “I don’t believe you”? WTF!
This post is a result of these one-too-many enquiries….I decided to pick up a few lines and styles to flirt around…Ladies, in case you get to meet me…beware!!! :mrgreen:

The Bare Stare:
I was standing at the bus stand…waiting for the ever punctual 9:45pm AC bus to arrive which would take me to the Chennai Central (Railway station) on my way to Bangalore…Standing beside me was a girl who by her looks and luggage, seemed like an IT geek on her way to hometown, waiting for the same AC bus as I was. I looked at her with naked eyes (yes, I wasn’t wearing my spectacles…what else huh?)….she looked at me…our eyes met….
All of a sudden, out of nowhere, an aunty appeared – “Enna kanna…flirting-a?” (What son, flirting eh?) ๐Ÿ˜ˆ
I didn’t know what to say then…
Later as I searched googled, I learnt that I had to say like someone quoted – โ€œYeah I flirt, I’m not blind and I’m not dead!โ€ Sigh…if I had researched a little earlier! ๐Ÿ˜›

Well, for those unaware…Eye Contact happens to be the most used and simplest flirting technique…as someone winkingly said, eyes do speak! ๐Ÿ˜‰
But too much of staring is bad…especially if its just one sided! If you can’t understand what I mean, experience it! ๐Ÿ˜›

Some of the pick-up lines and my learnings which doesn’t work anymore:

1. “You remind me of my next girlfriend.”
Modern women, are like mystery…you never know if they are single, committed, engaged or married…and beauty of it all, is that they never tell…One needs to be careful when you use this liner…Best to be used against those women who have been referenced by a trustworthy referrer. ๐Ÿ˜€

2. “My friend wants to know if you think Iโ€™m hot”
This is a very dangerous flirt line…unless you have a friend who is equally crazy and supportive…one whom you haven’t betrayed at any point of time (till then)…Cos if the gal ends up to be foolish, she is bound to ask “Which friend?”…at that very moment, you’d need some (otherwise useless) body to point at… ๐Ÿ˜†

3. “If nothing lasts for ever, will you be my nothing?”
This is a tried and tested liner…never used to fail…until girls took offense at being referred to as “nothing”…Remember, they are anything but nothing! ๐Ÿ˜‰

4. “Baby, you must be a lighter cause you turn me on..”
Never use this on first meet, unless you wanna burn your fingers! A very bold flirt line…believe me, if she’s hot and angry she’d light you up…alive…hmm…

5. “I canโ€™t taste my lips, could you do it for me?”
This one’s very flirtatious of the lot…make sure no one’s around, especially the ones from her side…not even her pet…If she happens to be an dog lover, she’d say “my dog would do that on my behalf”….save yourself an embarrasment! ๐Ÿ˜›

6. “If you were a bullet, I would shoot myself to have you in me.”
This is a military flirt line…if the girl is a daughter of a Colonel, try this one…would work fine, unless she’s got the license to kill…High when it comes to risk…but gives a high kick! ๐Ÿ˜‰

7. “Feel my shirt. Does that feel like boyfriend material?”
This is a “tailor”ed flirt line….cheap, but one which definitely brings on a smile…if she agrees, you are damn lucky dog…if not, the max that can happen is her pushing you away with a “Chi…thuuu….poda”!! ๐Ÿ˜†

8. “Your parents must be bakers, cozโ€™ ur a cutie pie”
This is a cute one, agreed…but then if girl gets offended for calling her parents bakers, get ready to be baked like one loaf of a bread! ๐Ÿ˜‰

9. “Damn girl, u look so fineโ€ฆ.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  Do u mind, being mine”
Poetic flirting…never fails…unless she’s a dead duck with cob-webbed feet….!! ๐Ÿ˜›

10. “I feel like Richard Gere, I’m standing next to you, you Pretty Woman.”
Romantic filmi flirting…make sure your gal has seen the movie you are using as a bait…else it would make no sense…Also be sure of the movie character you pick…imagine how it would be using this line, if Richard Gere was gay in the movie! ๐Ÿ˜›

Barney

The most disgusting and local pick-up line that I learnt here in Chennai is “Enna Solranga?”…crap…a neat lift of “Kya bolti tu?”! ๐Ÿ˜› Aamir Khan saying it to Rani Mukherji is one thing, while the local romeo using his own version is another! ๐Ÿ˜›

Chalo…so long…and ya, be good! ๐Ÿ˜‰
PS: All lines have been flicked off the internet….cos I don’t flirt! ๐Ÿ˜‰

 
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Posted by on July 20, 2009 in Imaginative Bakwaas, I~do~such~things

 

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What a fool I had been…

happy-fools-day

Hello, how do you do?” she asked with a smile…
Available” – I remember replying in my own style! ๐Ÿ˜‰
Paagal” – she had said and gone, in a tune so rude…
Pleasure is mine” – is all that I said, like an aimless dude!
Yo! What a fool I had been…

Feelings for her, I couldn’t hide…
Of all the things, I wanted to be by her side…
Only if I could confess, what I thought of her…
Love for her was my strength, and that made me weaker!
‘Sigh! What a fool I had been…

Do you like me for what I am?”, on the messenger I finally did ask…
Available” to “Away” she went, as replying back seemed a tough task!
Yo! What a fool I had been… ๐Ÿ˜€

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Happy Fools’s Day buddies…Never shy away from reality!! ๐Ÿ˜‰

 
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Posted by on April 1, 2009 in poetry

 

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All in the mind…

It had not been an easy last few days for them. Yes, both for her and him. She offlate had been complaining of fatigue and tiredness. She even kinda looked like she’d lost some quality weight to him. Her diet though was a normal one…the usual heavy breakfast – half boiled egg and 4 slices of bread followed by half a glass of milk-sans-water – Coffee on reaching office – Then lunch around 1pm consisting of whatever crap their office cafeteria offered plus a glass of juice, mostly milkshakes – Tea around 4pm – and then on reaching her home, something light for dinner. This had been her usual…and hence there was no reason for her to loose even an ounce of weight…

Yes, she had started taking the staircase to her first floor cubicle as well as to her first floor apartment. Those were hardly 30 steps which she took on twice a day each…which made it no valid a reason to scale down in the rapid manner as she seemed to do. They consulted all kinds of specialists…General, food specialists and dieticians!
But none of this diagonised whatever the hell was happening with her…She was getting tensed as days passed, which in turn resulted in more calls at odd hours to his cell phone. Half the time, he didn’t understand why she was tensed during those calls. Ofcourse, he used to sleep like a log. But as they say, only the ones who suffer know the pain.

One dietician during that time insisted on the technique of reverse mechanism. He suggested that she should eat those very stuff which she thought would help her put on some extra weight. So began her routine with extra cheese and butter spread over her morning bread slices, cream in her milk-coffee-tea, no more juice at lunch but ‘thick milkshakes’ thereon and at dinner, it was mainly eggs and butter chicken with rice. But this new diet didn’t last long…soon the reverse mechanism reversed on its own merit by gifting her with motions and puking sensations. Moreover it didn’t make her put on even an ounce of additional weight. She was then back to her earlier routine.

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I wanted to be a doctor, somewhere deep down in my mind…and way back in time…
Now for reasons unknown, I was destined to become a consultant…and sadly, a technical one at that.
Well…as a technical consultant too, its all about curing the code of bugs by offering solutions – so as to speak.
But that urge to cure people of their problems still seems to be within…without prescribing medications of course.

all-in-the-mind

Let’s consider the above case…

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This guy is my friend. I knew that this bugger loved her. She was beautiful with lovely eyes whom I had met quite a few times, mostly by accident. The bugger thought I was a threat to his as-of-now-one-way love-life. I didn’t argue with him over that, as one can never judge “feelings”! ๐Ÿ˜‰

Two weeks ago, he told me about all this “mishappening” in her life. She being on my floor, I had seen her just the previous day and she had looked all the same to me as before. Yet, I kept quiet and listened out to all that he had to share. I knew it then and there, that the problem was not with her but with him!! ๐Ÿ˜‰

I told him to let go of her for 2 weeks time and that she would regain her previous form altogether. He got agitated over what I just told him. He had this bright idea of me having a go at her, for which I needed 2 weeks. Omigosh! That was so not the case. Btw – I needed just a serious one-on-one meeting, a fact which he was unaware of then and even to-date. I convinced him by saying “See dude…She has been running in your mind, non-stop and God knows for how long. Thats the main and only reason for her lose weight.” A bright smile on his face appeared, confirming to me his state of mind.ย 

I now wondered if she was stable, cos she had listened to all his crap and had met all the doctors on his behest. Was she just as him or was she in love with him, love being diagonised blind after all???!!!

Two weeks later, it all turned out to be fine from his end. He stood by his promise of not seeing her for 2 weeks…she was now back in shape as far as he was concerned. She was happy that he saw the same in her like before. Moreover she could stick to her daily diet routine.

These people didn’t need a dietician, food specialist or the general doctors to begin with…A psychologist and an eye-specialist would have done. ๐Ÿ˜‰

 
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Posted by on December 12, 2008 in Thoughts

 

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Hua toh ye kya hua…

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Hua tha usse pyaar…
Dekha tha jab peheli baar…
Chaar baje ki baat thi…
Apni seheli ke woh saath thi…
Chal rahe the woh dono bazaar mein….
Agle din main wahi khada tha uske intezaar mein…

Kahan fhasgaya mein yaaron…
Neend udgaya, chain khogaya yaaron…
Uske khayaalo mein, din ka ab hey na patha…
Baatein karu parchahiyon se, raat toh hogayi laapatha…
Apne aap mein, main khud ko doond na saku…
Uske baare mein sochne ke alaawa, kuch na kar saku!

Saamne uske aate hi…
Haklaana band kaise karu, bhagwan ye toh bataa do…
Kahu mein kaise usse, ke mera dil mujhe lauta do…
Uske door jaate hi…
Saansein tham si gayi hey, usko kya bataau…
Tanhaayee si chaagayi hey, usko kaise hataau…
Uske bina ab…
Main jiyu toh kaise jiyu, uski hasi sataaye mujheย har pal…
Main jaau toh kahan jaau, uski yaad jo aaye mujheย har pal…

 
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Posted by on December 8, 2008 in Thoughts

 

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