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me and my heart
the sodium metal in oceanic waters
how the blasts can stop
til the sodium is exhausted of its atoms
but why the stupid blasts are bothered about you: my heart asks
this is how I talk to you
in abysmal ways
some too mundane
other beyond exotic
I know you're a critique of the yester moments
may be
but the moments with you
they go beyond time
like the nanons of the universe
I do wonder
at my heart
why its impatient
round the clock
my soul intervenes
the ecclesiastical silence gets broken
it smiles
the reverberated sounds
when it comes to me
it speaks a lot
I hardly understand
may be
its speaks something of you
I am less accustomed to
the defeats
my heart
the veteran
it whispers
when did I win
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I chanced the way to a meet
socialite habits are acquired to fit in the system
sometimes
but I found your way of commuting a different one
this happened to be one for me
I was accompanying my office acquaintances
to be part of the whole
I was looking your shadows in the beauties
too indulged in serving sacred sweets and tea
I was being offered over the time
the hospitality quotient reminded
what I search at your profiles
too many times
probably you have still to conclude too much
again the PC and my relevance around
search of a fitting backdrop
to remember to restrengthen my nerves
I know
its no time
when you get off my system
but my heart
searches you
like a UFO
the mirage of reality
my heart says
who has not ditched you
why are you so fussy about my illusions
I ponder at its wisdom
in a quest to acknowledge
what is not with me
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Often I get off
the reality crunch
and my awakened half
past got lost
at the behest of present
but left a vaccum
hard to know
without you
my FM and PC
the e-world of my oblivion
I search late nights
early mornings
me and myself
where it got lost
in search of you
I hardly know
why U sighted me
my nerves curse the moments
I ask a lot
what's going on
at every another
fall the leaf
I look as if you have come
I know gone by have no such reality
but my heart
it never believes
search day and night
wait for another one
it fails to know
loosing battle
its no spirit
but fight to finish
its isn't on the other shore
me a chap
with no options
go on dragging
with my eyes
looking for another
fall of a leaf
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the title plant is a marvel bio-tech experimental lab
a feature of interest is to know how bio - clock works
a single flash of light in its pre-assigned dark period leave the plant without its beautiful scintillating flowers to flourish.
this relevance is with all of us
the dark period with no flash of light- the equation of our psyche getting perturbed by the stirring around our living space
exterior and more interiors too
letting us to struggle the whole way around
may be this where we get struck to some
day and night after every second at our hands
finding the meaning
of the memories
failed and lost
visualising the mirage
whilst we know
the sand dunes of realities keep shifting at the whims of airs
when airs
if all
will breeze
me and you
search with close set breath
still too apart
full of meanings
but meeting point
stretched to horizons
I see
as if
may be
I am more capable to find
one day
the other end of that horizon
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a few moments; time took me approximate to the horizons
I probably too naive to know its intentions
my unhurt psyche
it says
probably you have more work at your hand
some too solicited by the Blue
but why its so
I find no basis
I resiled a moments later
may be some thing
coming from you
my heart has accustomed
to ; you absence
inside and otherwise
but may be
you have; at your hand
your world isn't going to make
what I visualise
thro' the thin airs
one day
it may be too exotic
but existential
I stare at
who opines
the stoic feels
suddenly a fresh air
one spell reminds me
tomorrow engagements at work
another of your heart
I do wonder at both
the former is my way of life
later may be whimsical
I do ask
whims have relevance
if at all
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me and my moments of making
with or without
I often watch where do you fit
at all
fighting moments of
some in collusion
another bereft of
what
if and buts
is it the stuff well built in
the system of undefined equations
is it
your plasmatic presence
or my own creations
I search the surroundings
some too mundanes
exotic too hard to shapes
near and around
I search
as if
I have never started
I am not oblivious of myself
you too
such is the way
I find meaning
if at all
your being with me
why??????
my heart looks through my eyes
then through your ones
find if
at all
the difference
is of a relevance
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I am again hooked to a movie whose title is again off my system
why certain moments of ours get so engraved in psyche
and the consequent shadowing of the rest of life available
but probably life is still beyond that
crux is whether we happen to actualise it at all
many ifs and buts
why the wrhirlpool gets us too often
a face in the crowd
too invisible
but we are focused at
visualising all the way
at corner
may be many corners at the time with us
I take my metro
every day start and end
search you somewhere around
I know you can't be there
the mirage well known to interiors
but remains a reality as if I live about
why I search you
whilst I know
its your prime moments somewhere else
"Anjali" its the title lead heroine-being performed by Kajol
is it that
I look like
as if
summer camps are all around
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trap of my own makings
is it the one
happens to
the vibrant heart
defeat brings
another arrival
may it happen so
in another world
what's that stuff
shall it bring
my heart closer
a bit to realise
I ask every second
stop short
sliding the ways
find meaning
at the other end
of a heart
beyond self
bereft of
agonies
effervescence too
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me and my room
one of office
another for night shelter
work stress and an array hazy fathomless challenges
and the other side of vacuum lit large
I search me
worth being an alphabet nonetheless
I have searched your aura
but found an array of opportunism to the extremes
I seek alibis
surf hard of what I have
put the bubbles
at all corners
it dries up at the whims of winds
I am left with another definitions
me and my room
twins blades of my existence
I stride my way
keep the intact too hostile
manufactured relevance
me and my rooms
of existence and oblivion's lit large
I've the later part
again to fight back
and often ask myself
for what
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the so called tharur cauldron and show buzz of second marriage + the foreign camouflage of Chinese adventurist moves is probably the blue words written on the wall
Chinese aggressive postures are too evident and need to be tackled by home grown R&D adventure; The deadliest smiling enemy on the eastern sector can never be ignored. Planner should put a system of private/civil brain power with an innovative zeal with a backdrop of govt support.
the thrarur syndrome is an offshoot of modern concept of effervescence getting adulterated by rising aspiration quotient. The protocol should be maintained at all costs: the young adventure prone brains have to learn a lot
the 2nd marriage drama highlights the fathomless inequalities in Indian personal laws: the genesis of unequal growth graph and consequent the blackmailed polity of Indian scene. Planner and strategists should apply brains to remove the growing hiatus vis a vis Hindu personal law. The failure shall serve another historic blunders like mandalisation of Indian socio-politico-economic cauldron.
the ideal man/dream man of masses and the beauties has one thing in common: the exotic looking dummies: does it mean the females by default are a foolish lots around: truth need to be hidden if going by the Darwinism and latest researches on somatic hybridisation is concerned.
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today I was at my special duty
female of AFHQ civil service are not entitled for this privileged engagement
reasons may be beyond the scope of this article
this little cute girl can ever enthuse the volcanic e-world to throb to the pulsating pc world: I couldn't imagine.
u may wonder a lot with MBA status : but for me its more than that: probably some thin beyond apprehension cardinals.
but it has been a start only
probably its some thin I touched in today's prose
of course the living characters have replaced the ever evolving world of a heart : ridden with fathomless beauties
probably time never matures
that's what some of the thins come out of it
u may be metamorphosing every nanonic second
to live with this cute heart
I at a distance
see the kaleidoscopic horizons
with some of u
others too evident
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At the moment : I am hooked to a movie at MAX channel "dil to pagal hei": I hope its the correct tittle of the movie: I have seen this one under epic moments of mine: this moment come under what category: its big IF:there have been too many such moments:may be much more related to ones I shall have to interpret in stupid nuances.
movies as generally understood have fathomless relevance to our inner lives hidden hard under deep subconscious psyche: the offshoot literally govern our entity in totality to the extent making us a zero or hero at day end of the throbbing heart at our disposal and much beyond too.
At my high fi office: the factor of analysis prowess and presentation works the roost+the e-savory nerves.
but this is equally relevant throughout where I or U happen to thrive.
but the equations isn't so simple: my heart intervenes like a big veteran (Armed Forces).: the equations don't stop so simple.The eventuality of live interwoven hazy nerves never take it so simple.: making the end so enigmatic and full of uncertain romantic eventualities and "block busters" etc etc........how this bullshit love happens and how its survival equations play a truant over the space and time.
movie may have its so many sides but so is the real heart's inhibitory equations none the less least knwon to us.
but what I mean to say : out of this hi fi English philosophy:
just go reading
one day may come
things may glow with more vibrant value much more relevant as previously understood by you: and ofcourse:
ME TOO
MAYA: THIS IS THE UNDERLINING THEMATIC WORD OF THIS MOVIE: Is this only the word or world in itself
best of luck: for the one who can make out of it
its not only u
the inquisitive crossroads
disdain throbbing the last ends
the ways are different
sometimes I wonder
what a Love can fetch me
My own words are beyond the Love quotient
I am chronic introvert
silent by temperament
need no company
happy at the worst scenario
then why I feel your absence in my live environ
if at all its equable to the live conotations
I search and research
I stop literally to get trapped in Love syndrome
the reasons pertain to pre-hand results quotient
is that I use my obsessions to keep me fit to fight the nuances of ever evolving world and to fight the onslaught of vaccum striking at every neuron
on the slightest stir of the air
reasons may be too simple
well known to the corners of my heart
of my obsession
and of your disdain and aversions
I am laser focused at my calmposed nerves
whilst surfing my way
in the dark
lights together
howsoever I know
I live in absolute hallucinations
bereft of reasoning
to the last nerves
that too
my words are Greek to your Psyche
but one day
your ghost will fight an endless array
where to put my words
haunting through the universe
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when u try to sleep
its time to raise to the tunes of undefined
standing on a desolate corner of railway station
generally at too odd hrs
waiting for u
when the train comes
slowly bogey by bogey crosses me
very few ones focused like me
but I am looking for someone
who that can be
my heart asks as if it's not been informed
for whom I am waiting for
u're not there
I know it beyond doubt
still I search your face in the emerging crowd
this season scorching heat
u might not have ventured out of your AC room
but I come out occasionally
may be
u might have forgotten to bring your lunch
I have visualised u being around
whilst I know
you're no where around
my heart asks
why you don't wait for her
I laugh at its nuances
as
I have never forgotten you
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like every Army officer's room mine one is equipped with one mirror
I sparingly use this part of my live environs
like the only one of relevance, on contrary,which I happen to live with over the seconds I happen to be
its very early hrs
I am not used to write at such times
many beauty brings another beauty to pulsate hard for a meaning
may be visible to a privileged ones
often whilst at such odd hrs drive
I remember too much of empire of thoughts
visible spectrum of
what u have sided
but it keeps me throbbing
like the environs
at my univ
I have wondered too much at that uncertain times
neither is a sea change to it
at my contemporary conflicts
the work equation
and my heart
the uncertain moments
probably a de facto
I do ask a lot at such odd hrs
with or without u being
around my airy world of
some too tough and hot to handle
other too cool
like your aura
at my soul
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the classic of yore sometimes negate my aversion to oldies
" mere dhushman tu khushi ko tarphei.........mujhei gam deine wale tu khushi ko tarphei........................." these are a few lines of super duper hit song of a jubli era of ........ staring Dharmendra and (here I don't remember the opposite star......if you can recall kindly add her name. (a hint of that female star is........she was Aishwaria Rai of yesterday.Could not marry due to her popular stance., rather remained undecided to whom to love if at all..is she Asha Parikh (but this name is more akin to Lata Mangeshkar....I am literally seized by loss of memory.)
my heart asks: is it true time never changes
I get bogged down by a simple and holistic query
may be I've lot lot more to learn about, inspite of my boasting of knowing the world's ultimate knowledges.
but why the hell u are so touchy all of a sudden: my nerves intervene like a veteran referee
but who is the veteran of our destiny
probably no body
the combines of co-factors run roost
burnt out heart or otherwise
its your business
time go on taking its own toll
but yes its true
memories belie memories
you may or may not understand
things are too hardy and Un-negotiable
buts that's the life all about
I often talk to my friends in a philosophical jovial mood
me and my heart
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I often wonder at so many things and justice of happenings around
Its not that I fall short of know how of the genesis
but the cardinal remains
its not within your means
my heart says
better have developed means
I see the horizons
as if means are being made at its hazy ends
I do not know the future
but it keeps me busy
with your thoughts at my heart
yester evening I strolled to a chemist shop
but saw a beauty in Himalayan hair a steps ahead of me
my heart and brain competed in realising the Nature bounty
she was jostled a bit at my research quotient
like a child
my heart asked
why you are still too different to all the stuff around
may be you got a heart
with resonance of wavelengths
I happen to have
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When you happen to live at many places under different connotations of live world around, experiences by default are different with etc.
There is Subash Place/Wazirpur Office Empire where I pulsate hard to find my meanings. I have circled this place innumerable times for mundanes.
yesterday I happened to visit this, inside with one of my sweet hearts: equations changed and oceanic depth of relevance and euphemistic moments were all around : howsoever momentary.
I know I have talked of gene language at lengths.
But this aspects is ever evolving and you are left with ever vibrant challenges to reckon with.
my heart asks
is that the reasons for my illusive love letters
I stare at horizons
and ask for replies
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this is what your neurons perceive of me
but I am least concerned
reasons may be many
one is: I know myself
and the reasons of your illusions
but the interesting factor is
my love letters written to you
fetch a horrible combine of
-----------married---------
and from some modern ultra hostile girls/etc
I laugh at all
while going to my office
you remain busy at your work at my arm's length
whilst I talk to the beauty around
nerves at work , heart bound to you
my inner half asks
how you survive this sort of misfits
I remember my famous " survival of fittest"
but my heart pulls me up
for whom
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me and my heart
