HALLUCINATED EXTERIORS

way back in our litrary giants
probably one thing comes out a common factor

the scanty quotient of 'relatedness'
probably haunty all
cutting across
the equsitive value of knowledge and wealth
of all sorts

in a fine morning
i was standing at Rhotak railway station
the wet and soft cooled environs
the romance of the surroundings
with some memories
of mine and others

some hardy and worldly people
sitting at a fence pavement
probably waiting for their train timings

i did wonder
whether their related quotient makes them so fit

the chance waiting for my friends
at desolate railways junctions

it all puts another fire of relatedness
right at the spirit
hitherto crumbling with crunch of the routine

these exotic attire
of the self

i do wonder
at the findings of the latest ultra modern behavioural sciences

is it
simple
the robust ways
makes the things so simple
and interesting full of 'joys'

may be
its rather more relevant
earlier people felt more happy

since they were too simple

source : mallika sherawat

VACUUMOUS WORK ORDER

when asked upon of jittery query of where do you want to reside
Lord Krishna paused for a real long
replied with a fathomless smile " your 'karam bhumi' overpowers all"

i spend my special time
to negotiate His words
to internalise
the pains, inquisitive quotient, the magnetic nerves
and
the "ruthless heart"

why we wander to nowhere

it reverberates every morning
when i cross vijay chowk

the beauty does cast its own spell

but it dithers away
at the other moment

is it like
the fag habbit

or the hidden volcano
of what we may be made off

i find little to soothen my own traps
my steps pull me up and down
and i go on and on

i remember
a sweating amitabh
with a few words at his lips
" i am yet too anxious of the uncertain: so i work hard to my nerves"

probably things happen
own its own

we just fit into

source : mallika sherawat

EYES OF BEAUTIFULL HEART

when days and nights
pull the trigger
against
your wishes and thoughts
when the scorching heat
brings you
a solace of shadows
far away
from the narrow
stingy lanes
of deceipt and mooves of stingy around

you love to see
in your backyard
a heart
and the warmth

see if moments
not allow to fast
speed thro' your times

i remember the exotic words of a lady C.M of delhi
" i put in a simulated shape"

when the murcury touches 45.C'
and i prefer to travel
sitting at the bonnet of engine
of a DTC bus

i know the driver is duty bound
but i ask myself
why this heat is too glamorous to me

it replies
you see love!!
its coming
from the eyes of a beautifull heart

i feel alone
and chance to DU
not too many times

the reason is simple

i believe to acclemetize my inner core
to fight to the finish
the ways the means
at my hand

and see the beautifull eyes
of the beautifull heart

thro' the window
of my heart

come back

for another encounter

source : mallika sherawat, amitabh bachan, shipra vashisht

BEAUTIFULL HEART LIVES ON A SILENT VOLCANO

today at 5.25 hrs
i sped my car to reach delhi domestic airport terminal
my nerves strained too much to find a plethora of topographic changes

it has been too long since i chanced to see someone at airport

this time
a very special heart
whose roots lie at my interiors of gene language,
she was travelling spice jet to mysore for her software engineer job

i could talk to her thro' the security gate only as she was already thro' the security norms of airport
her beautifull friend just took her patience till i could say good bye
i did wish to talk to her
probably she was too formal to steer a bit far

moments went
i was alone as usual

way back
my speed was of a "rickshapuller"

at my office
too many a times
i go upstairs to glance the airtraffic

and wonder at the frequency

this time
i hardly know
at what
i will wonder at

source : Mallika sherawat, navu

COLOURS OF LOVE

i often find it hard to reply to my heart
the eternal streams of love of relevance

i know probably the Nature has evolved its bio-clock
just as its ticks on and on
may this false hope of new found love
lies at the centre of
our being eternally related to ourselves
with a juicy hazy array of happiness
or
the desire of new echelons
getting fullfilled somehow
hithertoo felt a bit of short of exact achieving
what we aspire for

i stroll to my places
with the another happening
far less fit for the words



my being in two exteriors
may be they converse
look for the present
relate too often
with whats and hows

i hardly stop
on the ways
probably its too usual

but my unsatiated heart
look for the elixir

and ask
hows whats and whys
in its own terms

i skirt
for an another moment

i know
it hardly differs

and i have to stroll
thro'
the lanes
of the knowns
unknowns alike

source: amitabh bachan, shipra vashisht

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FIRST LOVE..contd

when i'm surrounded by lows
my spirit plays die hard
to come off
strive a bit
with the moment
off the moment

i yearn for my love

my heart asks
are you sure
it's your love
that makes
all the whirl- pools
in and around you

i stare a bit
at my own thoughts
with a vacuumenous vainfull querries
whish for a reply
to soothen
my dud nerves

time may have proven
too truant a role

i encounter day and night

my heart quips again

i know
i havn't replied

i look inward
outwards too

to find one

for me
but
i ask myself

who i am

source: amitabh bachhan, mallika sherwat

NATURE's BAUNTY

i've often wondered at Nature's way of experimentations
with the live or otherwise

i close my books, thoughts too
to actualize
whether if
A Nature does exist at all
or
it's a mere co-existence of
like and dislike factors

very hard to find

i recluse in bliss of unknown instincts

the stormy inquisitive live half
it never stops
asking too often
why the hell
you skirt every time
i ask a meaningfull

i wonder
does Nature has a meaning at all

i look thro' the ages
it fails to suffice

may be
little is known to us
The Nature's way of
putting the elements of relevance
into shape

i pause for a moment
see if
scale of time and space is too large

and i'm looking for
too short

source : amitabh bachan, mallika sherawat, kanudha, pu chd

RED SANDS

i was walking on the red sands on rajpath
as usual,to my work place
with thoughts of
lost and found, at my psyche
and what for??

it was too faithfull to withstand
the windy showers

my brain visualizing
amitabh bachan
on a parallel track bound for his shoot

with and without
of the hazy yes and nos
of the day with past ladden
with its own circumscribed
pearls of movements

my whys and whats
i crossed the venue
in the eve
after the work hrs
and
my heart murmurred

this is the 'heaven'
for your live being
live it
with or without
lost and found

afterall
very little
comes thro'
what you think off

yourself

source: amitabh bachan, mallika sherawat

INNER HALF OF ENTERTAINER

the twin sciences of horrible dephth of know how: psychiatry+psychology
speaks such words that need a careful handling

we all negotiate the lofty heights and darkest lows

that what constitutes an entertainer

the glamour of forbidden instincts

but that's a part for the piece of apple pie

the skin deep wishes and fencies
nurtured thro' hazy horizons of self
the inner and outer alike
as the relevance quotient hardly pacify
an intellectual heart

probably the price tag is too big

and we pay for the exotic ends
that never stops
with or without the age

seen thro'
the daily crunch
and reality around

probably that's the vacuum
that drives far deeper
as that heart
comes to up
the down is a step ahead
before
the ups takes over

source : mallika sherawat, amitabh bachan, my ex-boss: santosh dasgupta, pu chd

TOUCH MY SOUL

i often wonder at the utilitarian existential of computer games
but i hardly say it's boring

the reason is simple

live people too often cross the quotient of relevance
may be too negative to accept the grounds

so do i find at orkut

latest is the blogging by public known people

amitabh bachan's entries evokes a special query

i wonder
is it hidden failures of "LOVE''
IT SAYS A LOT
BUT HARDLY ACCEPTED BY THE HEART

i was driving my car thro' rain showered ''delhi's lung" "forest" drive ways
my lady friend too amused by the uphomistic exuberance of the biotic world
said: they too are live only with 'NATURAL SHOWER'

i cut thro' the utterances
said
it's the bio-logical clock which infact rules the roost

probably she couldn't touch the dephth

but i did see
the plants knew better

i drove fast
for my mundanes

source: mallika sherawat, amitabh bachhan

SHOWER

late night
early morning hrs
when the world sleep to sooth
i look around
to find you
somewhere
around me

my plants
they sing too sweet
say
hei' come to us
to sooth you
find your love

i stand a distance
to find me
too muddy environs

rains too have come
say
come have a shower
with our love
find your
heart's felt pleasure
see
how scintillating
it's all around

i stand
alone
to find
if you appear
somewhere
at around
the droplets

source: mallika sherawat

WAR OF GENOMES

i was playing a game " the tanks fight"
with the cpu

i was astonished to win by 82 vs 0

once i thought
who is there being happy with that of mine
my brain interrupted too abrupt
"too stupid thought"

i kept mum

the other movement
i chanced to see mallika sherawat at a swamy"saint" ashram/locale

i did wonder what's she doing over here

my brain again interrupted " damn it' too too bullshit stupid thought"

i kept mum

now i saw the tornado at its whirlish wish

i kept mum and the stupid brain too

but my heart broke its stoic silence

it said

'are you both scared off'

i murmurred

what do you mean

it put a word

'the genome war is in your backyard'

my sceintific brain obliged with its cool heart

" its all around all the time "

source: mallika, shipra vashisht, pu chd

KLEIDOSCOPIC LILIES

i was watching croatia vs germans for semifinals world football
i often don't take sides
probably i'm poor at sports
but
reasons may be diff too
i love the loosing side

Once faced an ultimate warrior ( barbaric )
Lord Krishna asked
which side you're
the reply shocked the Lord
" i' ll fight from the loosing side"

the shock of the Lord
it was justified
as He knew who would be the loosing side

barbaric sacrificed what he had, to THE LORD

but i remember till date like many who know the indian epics to their heart
THE SUCCESS IS HIDDEN SOMEWHERE AT YOUR SOUL

i ask my stupid brain
who controls the nuances

it says
your love

i stare at
all around
and wonder

what is this
and
why

source inspire: she+he(the bachhans), amitabh bachhan, mallika sherawat, pu chd

FORBIDDEN SECRETS

my heart often tosses me out
i skirt its findings,disapproval
nagging alike

i know
a stream of traumatic lows
somewhere hidden
corners of the interiors
remotely manoevred by hazy equations

i pacify
equate the live
find too little success

at the end
i manufacture the success

my stupid brain
it never keeps far behind
at my incompetence

tells the truth
i always avoid to listen

i wonder
at the old adage

who is more sincere

and why

source inspire: shipra vashisht, amitabh bachan, mallika sherawat, pu chd

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KLEIDOSCOPIC LILIES.contd

i was too naive
at the words of my school teacher : nothing suceeds like success

i cross vijay chowk duty bound
it taunts me without fail
"you've evolved to a direction of the scale of time and space: where success becomes meaningless"

it doesn't stop too short
but speaks my language
" success is implied as if time and space has their own meanings in space:"

i stare at vijay chowk
and suddenly recalls all scenes of history, it has gone thro'
but my inquisitive nerves are too sad at my incompetence
i keep mum
enjoy the traffic, people too
recall my beautifull days and friends
and feel
life is not explainable in that too simple words

but i hardly stops
as i have to reach my v.i.p office at dot time

when it's a few minutes
at my chair
i drink a glass of cooled water

ask for a cup of tea

have a sip

pull out my navy cut

and a bill board right at my head

it says "NO SMOKING PLEASE"

i listen no words

as if i'm still working on einsteinien theory of success

source: aishwarya rai, amitabh bachan, mallika sherwat

EXOTICA OF LOVE

one day
at panjab univ rest house at shimla
my tender nerves
struck to the exterior
too optimistic of the hidden half

naive thoughts
so the reality

i negotiate
parallel equations
a day after
presuming the buddy half
lies well deep in my psyche

i often wonders
whether this trap is too pervasive
probably reply is too forbidden

i "loook" thro'
the faces

known
otherwise too

find too fearsom to decipher
hard of reality
i recluse
a step off the forbidden

source: amitabh bachan, Dr. anisha puri

SHERWOOD..contd

i was standing at a desolate corner of my village
enjoying the gathering at far end of thoughts

a few house lights
dark else where
i have noticed
haryana has evolved further
a dedicated power generator/regulator for a village

i did feel
if it's going to put some lights at our hearts

things have changed
since i left my univ
but i still prefer to live at it only

my heart asks
are you so sure of studies and the know how

my reply is hazy
as i do often feel and realize
AFTER ALL
WHAT SHERWOOD has taught me

i commute to my v.i.p office
thro' the environs of delhi metro

a huge young hearts
absorbed at their books/notes
i find SHERWOOD AT their cute faces

but my heart still asks as usual
WHAT SHERWOOD will teach these buddies

i keep mum
may be
they are more evolved
to absorb
MORE OF SHERWOOD

source: amitabh bachan, mallika sherawat, navu, kan, neha c'.space, shipra.v, pu chd

SHERWOOD..contd

i too often stand for a while
at so many loci
look for SHERWOOD

my inner half
it's too inquisitive of my moves

it wonders
whether i've learnt a bit

i hardly reply

but one voice
it comes somewhere from
"Neigh"

i look for SHERWOOD

whether mooring(s) are that pervasive
i remain inquisitve as usual

i ask my univ
whether one of us is a misfit
it prevails with calm

comes with a another inquisitive nerve
and asks
why it's too common
pervading thro' the neurons

i ask too subtle
but it's too affirmative
"oppertunistic"

i wonder
at the reverberting voice of my univ

see if SHERWOOD HAS something to say

source: amitabh bachan, mallika sherawat, Kan, Navu

SHERWOOD

some moments make me so absorbed
and the heart like
who never stops at a point

i do wonder why the lime light needs an array of refueling
with thoughts
glimpse of yore and the present

the school SHERWOOD AT NAINETAL (india)

some swirling twigs
with flowers of desires
may be too impatient
to know of thyself
of self
of others

but i do wonder
whether SHERWOOD is really exotic
for all


i sit back at the STUDENT CENTER OF my univ
see thro' the times
find a lot
try not to remembar

you see!! why?

it's too ladden with exotica of live
and the yore

probably i avoid calling
myself too insane
and remain in touch with reality

the other moment
it comes
with it's own SHERWOOD(s)

i retire to my hidden being
and my other half
it says
why so much fuss
and for what

SHERWOOD(s)
it's all around you

just see to it

your univ
it approves
your thoughts

source: amitabh bachan, mallika sherawat, punjab univ, kirori mal college,kan

FIRST LOVE..contd

i saw you
in the corridors of CP
i've thronged and pulsated
your being at my heart

when desolate
it gave a pulse of thorny bushes of the deserts

your waivy spells
brought a shower with elixir of love

i wonder
how the desolate changed to so live

i murmur to my heart
it's you and you
who make my hotcocklate fudge
so hot
i remember the moments
thro' nanons of Live
till i retire to the mundane

i have seen your smiles
put my heart
the top of hymalayas
the shrills of ice
i negotiate
your presence
at my heart

source: Kan

KALEIDOSCOPIC LILIES

i was reading a school book for biography of Albert Eienstein: " why Eienstein was expelled from his school".

Literature does not appeal me as a matter of fact but this time it was a real happening so i concerted my nerves to get a rhythm of the uneven hearts who happened to be on the bright side of life

this may be a nanonic relevance for the picture i have choosen for this thought

why the hell every body has to pass thro' a hell

is it?
hell is the only way to heaven of happenings"

may be true
may be we have a lot to know of what lies at the hands of the Nature

but why it pinches us to the last
when an achiever gets the hell to come off
may be we are system oriented
and the system may be a "deafult villian maker"

whether this is too pervasive

thro' our lives

probably yes

source : mallika sherawat, Albert Eienstein

KLEIDOSCOPIC LILIES

expressions
interior to our being
external
imposed upon
unexpected all the time , way upon

i was surfing thro' orkut: this is what : striked my little brain : heart squeezed thro;

the query remained: how come you being so live

i've seen the flowers vendors early hrs
and the lonely people with their ages
sitting along the high way
my car speeds thro'

i hardly put my brake
to have a close glance

though i know
way back
at home
i'll be parallel happening
throbing thro' the hearts

with vainfull co-existence
with all the factors
i defined
at the start

i do ask myself
how come
so irrelevant options
come to thrive
on a single bio-platform

i search my heart
look for unseen
and
query remains
the same

how come
such faces
strike me so hard

source: neha c.'s space

KLEIDOSCOPIC LILIES.Contd

i do wonder a lot
at my choice of mallika sherawat
a profile whom i base upon to express and have in my heart

i hardly have seen her work at any forum

is that she belongs to haryana
a land on which i happen to have affiliations

probably i am not sincere
so is our affiliations
coming direct from core of our heart+brain+soul+electromagnetic auora

is that a default value
or an evolutionary off shoot

may be it's more complex

probably our sciences have yet to say a lot to decipher this forbidden parlains of knowledge

too many times
i do feel
less knowledge may not be a dangerous thin
if you're a bit cautious at your heart
to get entangled in unsavoury surroundings

but our evolutionary driver is clocked to take the adventuristic portfolio
where ever we happen to strive

the contrary may be too monotonous

source inspire: mallika sherawat