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[V-Day Carnival] In-Difference, In-Love!! ;)

This is a collaborative poem…heavy term isn’t it? In simple words, its a poem written as a team…She wrote it, I copied it!! ๐Ÿ˜›

Well…the poem is about the some scenario/situation in a couple’s life…we’ve tried to capture on scenario revolving around the Valentines day…Originally written by Megs, before V-Day and then I took a lot of time to copy (read: cope with ๐Ÿ˜› ) it…anyways, since THE day is now over, our verse is in its past tense.

Check out for Megs’s version from the lady’s point. My version is mediocre since its from a married man’s point!! ๐Ÿ˜› (Who listen’s to a married man? ๐Ÿ˜‰ ).
Check out both and let us know what you guys think about our collaborative poetry! ๐Ÿ˜›

Long have treaded the years…
Now she shouts loud into my ears…
But never does she change…
Her habits are still a pain…
The bell rings and phone trings…
And she expects me to answer…
Our mornings and evenings…
Same or sane, they are never…

Gone are the days…
I love you, she would hear me say…
Being toothless, now I cannot be clear…
But even today…
With my heart she plays…
Her looks gives it tremor after tremor…

It was the V-day, our kids had planned…
And arranged for us, a date…
Yet she screamed, as on the bed I laid…
Something about a plate…

She dressed in red, my favorite shade…
But I know she never would admit…
If asked, she would’ve said “I didn’t find jade”…
And I’d act as if I sulk over it…

I adjust my tie, make my leftover hair….
Which I think she likes, though bereft of tendrils….
Off the handle she does fly, as being late she can’t bear…
Yet no matter what, she has to spend a while by the window sill…

As I move out I see her follow, still slim…
I sang, our age old song…
“Lady in red is dancing with me cheek to cheek”…
She looks bright but the lights seem dim…
Striding with me, she hummed along…
While our kids stood cheering as they took a peek…

50 glorious years yet the spark lingers…
As we strolled in the moonlight…
Whispering nothings and entwining fingers…
Reliving memories we walked into the night…

 
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Posted by on February 17, 2010 in I~do~such~things, poetry

 

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[Short-Story]: One night of Helplessness and Ogling!! :)

Wrote this for a short-story contest (max. 2400 words) conducted at the internal blog at office…the theme was “One night”…with the condition that the story should happen over a night (8pm to 8 am).

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“What the @#$% he wants now?” I asked her.
“He’s asking the same thing again…” she looked beautiful while tensed.
“What??!! How many times shall we tell him the same damn truth…why can’t he understand?” I stood up.

“Sir, yenna ################################”

“Now what the…?”
“He’s requesting you to sit down, else he says he will put you behind those bars” her face was still fresh and radiant,

though I knew she was tired playing my translator.
“Oh hell…” I blurted as I sat down.
“Pls ask him how long are we supposed to wait like this?” I whispered to her, as if it was my dying wish.

“Sir, ##### time ######### wait #######?
“##### wait ########## time #####”
“OK sir”

“What did he say?”
“He again said we’ll have to wait till his inspector comes in…and he can’t specify the time!”
“What the hell did we do to face this?”
“Hmm…all in the fate dumbo, all in fate”…

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ย ย ย ย  o8:18 pm – Friday evening – Last night
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“Heylooooooooooooooo”
It was Gauri…only a fool couldn’t recognize that sweet chirpy voice…
“Hello…may I know who is speaking?”
“Hmmph…dumbo!! Haven’t you stored my number??!!!”
“Err…I’m driving now…speaking through my bluetooth headset…btw, am I speaking to Gauri?” ๐Ÿ˜‰
“Whoa…you recognized my voice? how sweet!!” {Score…+1}
“Common…only a fool wouldn’t…wassup sweetheart?”
“How about a movie tonight? Blue!! Tickets are available at Mayajaal…10 ka show!!!!”
“Won’t it be late for you to get back to your hostel?”
“I’ll take care of all that…you in or not?”
“Ok deal…you are driving like last time?”
“Huh dumbo…shutup…pick me up at 9 – Lip Gloss parlour – on the road behind my hostel…”
“You are at a parlour? to watch the blue movie at Mayajaal? What the…hehe”
“Chiii pervert…just pick me up…catchya later!”

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ย ย ย ย ย  09:10 pm
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“Why the hell are you so late?” {Score…-1}
“Hmm…you wanna drive? we need 30 mins to reach there”
“Shutup you a$$, drive now…” she said as she parked herself pillion…

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ย ย ย ย  01:30 am
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“The movie sucked big time”…
“Who cares man…Akshay and Sanju in one movie…aww…gives me a high man!”
“Sigh…what’s with you gals and old men? btw, Lara was hot!!”
“Shutup…let’s go to the Bessy beach…I feel like seeing the sea for real now!!”
“At this time?? Are you freakin’ nuts?”
“Whatever…the weather’s just perfect for a walk on the sands”
“The cops will…”
“Ah! you and your fear for cops…legendary…common na, let’s go”
“I can’t believe am doing this…”
“Learn to live life, my style…”

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ย ย ย ย  02:13 am
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“Oh $hit!!!”
“What happened?”

“Sir, ###### stop ############### side ########”

“What the….I did tell ya that this could happen!!!”

“Sir, ##################################### DL ####”

“What the hell is he saying?”
“He’s asking for your driving license”
“I know that, but he said something else…what did he say before asking for the DL?”
“Err…nothing he just abused us about driving at this late hour”
“Happy now? so this is your style of life eh?”

“Sir, #######################?
I looked at her…
“He is asking you to blow on his face”
“On his face? Why the hell he wants me to do that? And why don’t you talk to him in Tamil and settle the issue?”
“Though I understand Tamil well, I dunno to talk proper dumbo…Kendriya Vidhyalay student, remember?!”

“Alcohol Check, sir”
“You know English sir? Why the alcohol test sir? I’m not drunk sir…went to a movie sir!!”
“Movie-aa?? #################”
“Yes sir…I have tickets with me”
“#################”
“What?” I looked at him and then at her…

“He’s asking you to blow on his chaand-jaisa-thopda” she grinned and silently winked…I heard a heart-beat skip…she looked

lovely…bright moonlight, cool wind, roaring beach, dark night…

“#################” reality sucked…chi thu…
“Yes yes, yes sir…phooooooooooooooo”
“Hmm…wokay wokay…good…movie tickets #########?” good? what the…
“Here sir…tickets”
“Hmm…Mayajaal? ################# Besantnagar #######?”
“Yes sir, from Mayajaal to Besantnagar!!”

“No dumbo…he asked what are you doing here in Besantnagar?”
“Oh ok”…turning his way “…beach sir beach…”
“Beach-a? ###### time ####### supply #################??”
I turned at her…she stood there silent…shocked…beautiful…wind blowing her hair….scintillating…

“He’s enquiring about the time and whether you…or rather we…are involved in drug supply!!!” Reality sucked…definitely!
“What the @#$%…is he crazy? How can he expect a guy and a gal supplying drugs driving on a freakin Activa?!!” I screamed a

whisper…
“Say no to him” she hissed…
“No sir….No….no supply”

“############# station ###### 320, vehicle ##########” he yelled at someone at a distance…

“Now what? station? 320 what?”
“He wants us to go with him to the police station!” she said looking at the dark figure running towards us.
“What!! He expects us to follow him?”
“No, he asked him…320 or whoever, to get the vehicle…” she clarified indicating at the puffing constable…

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ย ย ย ย  03:04am
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“Sir, Madam…#################### sir #########”

“He’s asking us to sit, till his sir comes in”
“When will his sir come in? Did he tell that?”
“No…” she sighed.
“Then ask him no…pls” I was now irritated.

“Sir, ########### time #########”
“Madam, time ############”

“He said that he can’t specify a time….”

“Sir, ###### supply #################??”
“Supply? no no sir…no supply…IT professional sir…not a drug peddlar” I stood up trying to pull out my purse from my

back pocket…
Two constables standing close by, were now pointing their rifles at me.
“No No sir…No…just purse sir…visiting card” I said instantly turning around and showing him that my parking space was

safe.
“##################################” the head constable ordered.
The constables returned back to their useless inactive positions.
“Sir, ##################### ukaar###########”

“He’s asking you to turn around and sit down quietly” she giggled.
“Hmm…enjoying eh? You would have loved to see those 2 morons there shoot me down na?? What could be their numbers? 420 and

840?” I almost smiled at my own poor joke.
She smiled at me…or rather my helplessness or at our sorry state. The police station is no confession place…but I must

say, at that moment she looked so beautiful. I smiled as I leaned my head, back to the wall…and sitting next to each other,

we waited.

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ย ย ย ย  04:10 am
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“I really can’t believe we are in this situation…imagine if our parents get to know about this” she shouldered me…
“Yeah…they would proud of your style, wouldn’t they?” I smiled at her….sarcasm never sleeps I guess…
“Shut up dumbo…isn’t this awesome?” she sat straight…looking around excited…
“Are you nuts? Didn’t you see how they drilled me? That jack-a$$ even made me blow on his face…it was so damn

disgusting..!!”
“Hehe…I remembered the Close-up advertisement while you were doing that!!” she giggled.
“That lady cop in the advertisement was damn hot…this fella here, was all heated-n-burnt…yuck…”
“I like that expression on your face…so very much like dumbo” her eyes glittered as she said that…and I fell in

love…sadly in a police station…approximately around 04:20 am…Is God making a fool outta me or am I actually dreaming?
“Hey open you eyes…am saying such sweet things about you and you are dozing off?”
“Eh…hey…ya….tell me…is the head cop here?”
“Huh…no…get up…am feeling bored” she went on and on…with her every expression playing with me…those blinking eyes,

wavy eyebrows, the loose hairs that fell now-n-then on her eyes, those fingers which set the hair back behind her ears, the

long ear-rings that kissed her dimpled cheeks with her every move…
“Are you listening to me? Say something no…” she seemed to utter…not a word did I hear…as I read her lips move…while

her nose twitched and the tiny dot of a mole on her chin, danced…I had no idea as to where I was…

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ย ย ย ย  05:47 am
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“##################### sir #######”

“He’s asking us to stand up…it seems his sir has come”
“Is he Gandhi or President Obama that we’ve to stand up? I will not…hmmph”
“Huh…don’t tell me later if he puts you behind those very bars there”…she said as she showed me a cell on her left…

“Hello sir”…we greeted the inspector, both standing on our feet…
“Hmmm…yenna ########…340, ###### case?”
“##############, case #########”

“What case are they talking about Gow?” I whispered.
“He’s asking why we are here….what the case is all about…just getting an update from that 340 fella” she whispered back aloud.

“Hmmm ##########, identity proof irka?”
“Yes sir…driving license, office visiting card…which one do you want?”
“Yes yes…###########” he mumbled.

“Which one did he ask?” I asked elbow-ing her…
“Show him both no…your pic on the driving license is scary though” he elbowed back harder.

“Sir…my DL and here is my official visiting card” I handed him both…
“Hmm…############ ABC ##### office??? ######## ABC #######!!” he smiled behind his bush of a moustache, as he sat back on the rock-solid-government chair. It actually screeched like two rocks when rubbed, as he rested his back.
Gowri was smiling too as I looked at her…helpless and lost…

“I think we are safe now…it seems his daughter also works at ABC!! He asked which office location?”

“Oh…Thoraipakkam sir…” I smiled at him as his pot-belly seemed to laugh at and make fun of me…
“############ late night movie ##################### ok-va?”

“Say ok…quick…” she elbowed…
“Ok sir”…

“Good #####”…he mumbled…

“What did I say ok to? what did he ask?”
“He said not to go for late night movies…it seems he doesn’t allow his daughter to go…some fatherly advice for you…good you agreed, sunny boy!!” she smiled as she patted my back…her smile…ah! divine…

“Sir…##########?” she asked him if we could leave…
“Wokay wokay #################…tea #########”
“Nandri sir ########” she said as she picked up her hand-bag…I got the signal…it was time to go!! ๐Ÿ™‚
“Hey did he ask if we would like to have tea?” I enquired…
“Let’s go dumbo…” she said as she held my hand and pulled me out of the damn police station…

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ย ย ย ย  07:10 am
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“Wow…what an experience it was!!” she said as she got down from the bike.
“Hmm…yeah…one hell of a night…”
“Would you mind such an experience again?” she quizzed…was she serious? was she just pulling my leg? hmm…gals…you’ll never know…
“Ofcourse not….something like this…anytime…but without the cops, the police station, the helplessness, the blowing on faces…and such other nonsense..” {Score…+1}
“Hmm…me too…” phew…
“Anyways…go and sleep now…else you will complain about dark circles and what not!!”
“Shutup…talk to you later dumbo…it was fun!! By the way if someone asks, I stayed at my friend’s place last night ok??!! ๐Ÿ˜‰ ” ah! the wink…another of the several heart-beats skipped…
“Gotcha…hehe…you bet…same here!!” I winked back, ignited and accelerated…

 
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Posted by on November 16, 2009 in Happens~2~me, Stories

 

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Of Plans, Phone-Calls, Painful Rains and Photos! ;)

The plan was on…
…till it rained!

She had called me up last Tuesday…saying she’ll be here on Friday evening…to spend sometime with me, cos she missed me (She didnt tell me that, cos they never tell that)!!
I tried telling her that its ok if she was busy…but she insisted on coming down to Chennai! I giggled to myself “How hotter can Chennai bear to be?”!!! :mrgreen:

When she called me up, we had a small chat cos she didn’t let me talk…at all.

She: Helloz…
Me: Hey…I was expecting you to mail me!
She: Mail? Huh…Listen…
Me: Temme…
She: I am coming down to India this weekend.
Me: Wow…
She: Listen…and I have booked my trip to Mumbai via Chennai.
Me: Hmmm…
She: You are not excited? why hmmm?
Me: I was listening as..
She: Whatever…you guys…I can never get to understand…
Me: Err…and so…
She: Listen no stupid…I’ll land on friday late evening there and then lets go on a long drive…
Me: Till Mumbai? I have to ask my manager for le…
She: Isshhhh…you and your whatever…when will you learn to live on your own terms?
Me: Err…
She: I’ve an evening flight on Saturday for Mumbai to catch…so engage me till then will you?
Me: That would be the shortest “engagement” ever…
She: You and your stupid PJs…get over it, will you?
Me: You don’t like me the way I am?
She: Now don’t play that emotional card ok? Come to the airport on friday evening…and you know, I hate to wait. Bye for now…catch ya…

With the Friday fast and furiously approaching my productivity at work was at its lowest best. Pls don’t tell my manager…he’ll get to know anyways…am just preventing you from doing sin!! ๐Ÿ˜›

Friday noon…my phone rings…its her again!! ๐Ÿ˜›

Me: Hey…
She: Helloz…I heard its gonna rain there tonight…so I am thinking if I should come to Chennai…
Me: Eh! Don’t tell me you watched the Doordarshan weather report!
She: No…my astrologer cum numerologist…he suggested that for my career to shine, I should avoid rains…and he’s sure that its gonna rain in Chennai tonight….
Me: Err…It’s boiling hot here…it wouldn’t rain tonight even if you pay your fortune to the dude up there!
She: But I cannot go against my astro-numerologist…what if it rains tonight there?
Me: I’d go and steal raw mangoes from some garden if that happens!
She: Don’t forget to send me the photos and pls smile in them! You know how much I like your smile!
Me: Eh…Smile?
She: I’ll miss your stupid PJs.
Me: Err…PJs?
She: Ok chalo…take care…bye…

The plan was gone…
…and it did rain!

I called up my younger cousin…who’s very mischeivous…yes, so unlike me!! Thank you! ๐Ÿ™‚

Me: Hey…
Cuz: Hello dude…How come you called me? In trouble?
Me: Err…just to say a Hi!
Cuz: I don’t think so…spill it out…
Me: Hmm…err…do you know of any garden where I can steal raw mangoes?
Cuz: Oh yes…when do we go?
Me: “We”?
Cuz: Ofcourse…I love to steal raw mangoes, and especially the look on the garden owners face.
Me: Eww…you got weird taste man…
Cuz: I know…one more thing!
Me: Err…whats that?
Cuz: My mom will join us too…
Me: Err…anyone else?
Cuz: Dad is out of town…so no.
Me: Thank god…I didn’t know this was genetic!
Cuz: Pick us up…sharp 11:45pm…best time is at the stroke of midnight!
Me: Do you have an astro-numerologist too?
Cuz: Err…what?
Me: Ok nothing…see you later! bye!

And this is the picture that I emailed her:

Stealing mangoes

 
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Posted by on May 16, 2009 in Imaginative Bakwaas

 

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You are the one…

keira

I can give you a thousand reasons…
To be with you for all the future seasons…
You are my sunshine, you are my rain…
You are the only medication for all my pain…
You are my moonlight, my light in the dark…
If I am the tree, you are my bark…

I can happily die a thousand deaths…
To be with you this time at each of my remaining breaths….
You are my icecream, you are my chocolate…
I am crazy behind you, truly madly and legitimate…

I wish to hold on to you forever…
A chance to complain, I promise you’d get never…
You are the reason, as to why I feel so complete…
You are my lifeline, you are the one who lets this heart beat…
You are the tracks if I am the train…
You are the one who makes me fall in love all over again.. ๐Ÿ™‚

 
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Posted by on March 19, 2009 in poetry

 

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[V-day build up]: Kya main bataaun…(How shall I explain…) ;)

My quest for ‘she’ seems never to end…so bear with me as, here I go again! ๐Ÿ˜‰

I have written this for Feb 14th…hence 2 lines each para and 14 lines altogether! ๐Ÿ˜€

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Kaisi ye raunak hey, main kis kis se chupaaun
Chaand sa ek chehra, ke kya main bataaun! ๐Ÿ˜›

Kaano mein woh baaliya, maathe pe reshmi baal
Bataaun toh hai kaise, mann mein jo hoti hartal!

Tim timaati aankhen, karte hey jo ishaare
Hai main kya bataaun, ke hum kaise dil haare! ๐Ÿ˜€

Daayein se ya baayein se dekhun, hey gaal tamatar jaise laal
Chumne ka mann kare, ke kya main bataaun apna haal! :mrgreen:

Hont bade raseele, muskurahat liye sawaar
Simte hum ke kya bataaun, myaan mein jaise talwaar!

Deewana bangaya hoon, khud se karta hoon sawaal
Ke main kya bataaun, hua toh hua kaise haal ye behaal!

Khushnaseebi toh dekho, najaane kitne karte honge usse pyaar
Koshish na karu toh kya bataaaun, chalo kar leta hoon main izhaar! ๐Ÿ˜‰

baby-love

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English Translation:
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What a divinity is this, how can I hide it from all others
A face like that of a moon, how shall I explain! ๐Ÿ˜›

Those ear-rings on the ear, silk-like hair on the head
How shall I explain, the strikes in the heart!

Those sparkling eyes, that make those signs
How shall I explain, how I lost my soul! ๐Ÿ˜€

I see from left or from right, those cheeks are red like tomatoes
I feel like kissing those, how shall I explain my situation! :mrgreen:

Those sensual lips, that always carry a smile
How shall I explain, its perfect like a sword fits in its case!

I’ve lost my mind, I ask questions to myself
How shall I explain, as to what brought me into a state that I am!

Look how lucky she is, no idea as to how many more love her
How shall I explain if I don’t try, so I’m off to propose to her! ๐Ÿ˜‰

 
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Posted by on February 12, 2009 in I~do~such~things, Thoughts

 

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Rhythm Divine!!! ;)

I was walking down the beach…
She was now within my reach…
I saw her enlit by the silvery moon…
In love I was, I fell in it so soon…

She stood by the shores…
In a way that my mind adores…
The waves kissed her feet…
She looked lovely, escalating my heartbeat…

The wind blew her hair, so sweet…
My mind skipped a thought, upbeat…
She closed her button like eyes…
Ah! those ones, were just nice…

A smile unknowingly bloomed on her face…
Every cell in me, now joined the race…
I was now near her, just arms apart…
‘Cut’, said the director…action from the start!! ๐Ÿ˜€

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PS: Wrote this in 5 mins flat….time 12:46am…Iย am too sleepy to think of a title…I am listening to Enrique’s ‘Rhythm Divine’…saala just got lucky, I must add!! ๐Ÿ˜‰ Goodnight!! ๐Ÿ˜€

PS ka PS: Thankfully am not listening to Osho’s lecture on the most beautiful FoUr letter english word…nor to any bhajans…hic! ๐Ÿ˜‰

 
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Posted by on October 30, 2008 in Thoughts

 

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We…She and Me~ All in the spirits! ;)

I tried to paint a picture….
When I failed to sketch her… :mrgreen:

I was amidst the spirits, yeah on a high…
With a birdy next to me, I was like flying in the sky…

I ran the distance, over a couple of miles…
When she gave me one of those, yeah her lovely smiles… ๐Ÿ˜›

I heard loud music in the background…
We were head banging, up-down and round…

I remember the time she said, ‘you turn me on’…
When I finally understood her, that moment was gone… ๐Ÿ˜ˆ

And my mind did ask, when all tight…
Would you be able to please her tonight? ๐Ÿ˜‰

And when I gulped that last one, just neat…
Think I slept over a dream, Oh sweet… ๐Ÿ˜€

 
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Posted by on October 2, 2008 in Happens~2~me, I~do~such~things

 

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