winds strike O love I keep calm.Feb.28.2014.23.33

its far
its far
I keep my eyes wide
deep dark
ahead
say my heart

its far
its far
I keep my eyes wide
deep dark
ahead
say my heart

winds strike
i keep fast
a little ahead
I keep calm

I have seen
dark
day
with you
ahead
a little ahead

winds strike
O love
I keep calm

any how I am waiting for you. Feb.28.2014.22.20

Love
generally it is said love resides at heart. But in scientific terms its a subjective term. The written knowledge is somewhat on that paradigm. I can make it simple but that simple is horrific tough in scientific terms. Make bubble, the thin walls of it , it makes the difference all the ways. But even then this much know how is difficult terminology even to have a glimpse of it.
any how I am waiting for you. 

O my love.Feb.28.2014.21.58

O my love
its not 
you near
far
its all the ways

O my love

I will ask
shadows to retire
die hard
may be
thy heart

I will ask
days
nights
mornings
have a short
short
short 
attire

O my love

I have to know.Feb.28.2014.20.59

let me know
what there stands
I have taken breath

peak may be thee heart
low be soul
I have to know

tell me not
pines are beautiful
I have to spell 
a lot
a lot

tell me not
its time to go

I have to know

say not 
me may be
beautiful
ugly
smart
let me know

tell me not 
its time to go

I have to know

fetch a mouthful.Feb.27.2014.21.58

fetch a mouthful
ask s my heart
new somethin
new
fetch a mouthful
ask s my heart

I have turned old
too aged
stoic face
staggering legs
no charms
replies my soul

fetch a mouthful

give a cell
I wona talk to her
give a cell
a big screen
smart icons
quick graph
I wona talk to her

fetch a mouthful

do tell me how did you like this small story. Feb.26.2014.22.26

I have not checked your name ms sis of deepika padukone - the miss ghamandi/arrogant crank probably she has forgotten that my pencil can simply throw away any bastard to the tethered 
oblivion s with in no time. Any how I have thought to write something for you too. Its a small real time story. One day a person known as charru an LDC ( lower division clerk ) was our professor of computing  at my old office premises at c-II hutments New Delhi, at present it supports the DRDO complex. It was a small a/c room specially modified for the purpose. I was learning d-base and basic language the so called DOS soft systems. ( I am not using any extra terrestrial powers / super natural powers- I have already made it clear as I literally don't use such powers for writing at any of my website ricksajay entry in totality) . I am talking of 1990-92 or say so. It was a tough task as cramming of the command lines was a little too tedious and sometime boring too. D- base was a little more complex. There were some other teachers as well , one I remember swamy whom my beautiful and smart staff derided as he was too short tempered and probably ill mannered too with a possible psyche of revengeful nature etc. I put my best efforts to get something out of the drill and persuaded my staff too to get as much possible as was within the reach of a government set set up. The drill was meant to shift over to computerized system of disbursement of salary and upkeep of related data etc.  If you come to my flat I may be able to locate some of the printed notes of that period. You see sometimes even a torn jeans or sweater is of immense worth on personal basis. This man was down to the earth and wanted to bring some wonder s in his personal and official life as well but he knew the system does not support his desires. One day he asked me if I can give him a lift in my maruti 800 to rohini area as he probably wanted to see someone in that area. Naturally I was pleased to be with my tutor. Way side saw a live discussion of the computing system as such. He was carrying two big volumes of soft systems. At the fag end of his discussion he admitted he was the real possessor of the knowledge and this knowledge may probably plateau up with in the reach of his big books only.


do tell me how did you like this small story. but not in the manner of your cranky elder like she clicks as usa say 18 times then at her macintosh 3 times then two times at linux then at something other etc etc. 

I do not evoke ecclesiastical powers at my webpage/website "ricksajay" entries. Feb.26.2014.21.25

it waits
strikes its best
let there be no flesh
bones
left
not sighs 
no traces
I have to weigh

Shakespeare told me a story

say of Wordsworth
a spell of air
a duty of yours

I pause
still my nerves
heart says
say somethin

I keep my calm
calm is thy fate
it takes
a little
a late
to have
somethin
somethin

abonded paths
shadows long
sun with duty
stars say
have a time
I keep my calm
calm is thy fate
its takes
a little
a late
to have
somethin
somethin

shallows of my heart.Feb.26.2014.19.21

shallows of my heart
strike with its ever possible revenge
some vibrant
strike to the finish

coated blue
say 
colours are beautiful
feel it
feel us
its the way
your ways

I ask instead
is it true
false

I fail
it says much
of meanings
ways
what not

shallows
of my heart

come its me
its me
its me

resonated blue
I make
one by one

shallows 
of my heart

say little
say far
away from me

shallows
of my heart

I say little.Feb.25.2014.21.23

life may not be a mirror
say the pines
I forgot to talk

I say little
what was there
when I walked
strolled morning
evening
noon
I searched 
I heard
but mirror was where
I say little

I have made
a heart full
of dreams
of work
of wonders
of what not
but mirror was there
I say little

morning
evening
noon
it searched
wrote its best
wrong or right
some alphabets
some words
may be a little 
more 
more be the laugh
but mirror was there
O'
I say 
say 
little

you my love.Feb.25.2014.08..21 AM

you my love
come
my eyes
yet to open
see
how you 
when
thee feet
make a meaning
felt
soft
airy
feathery white
come
my eyes
yet to open

you my love

I will slide
raise
a bit
a bit

catch you
some where
in mids
thee feet
make a meaning
felt
soft
airy
feathery white
come 
my eyes
yet to open

I will hug
the stream
fast
hold it
last
come
my eyes
yet to open

you my love

but probably you are not aware of what I am aware of. Feb.25.2014.00.13

Love
the sweater which I am wearing at this moment is of my Dad. I remember I told you I will show this to you, you can feel the science which I probably preferred not to write in normal English language. I do remember you were to reach in this house on Sunday which has already passed. I am aware of the Bollywood concept of popularity quotient and the tag of not married and not in relation ship and not in love etc. I am aware of the concept of slide back at box office

but probably you are not aware of what I am aware of. 

Love you have heard me live.Feb.24.2014.23.24

Love
you have heard me live
felt me close set
pulsated at heart
what could be


dirty linen of mine
wrap it 
yes
not

love
you have heard me live

may it be
you can come
dirty linen of mine
wrap it 
yes
no

Love 
you have heard me live

May it be
when you come
magnolias may smile'

dirty linen of mine
wrap it 
yes
no

Love
you have heard me live

you are mine.Feb.24.2014.22.19

How it matters
you are mine
think what you feel
how it matters
you are mine

you may come
may reside
what you feel
how it matters
you are mine

how it matters
I make you
near me
far
you are mine

how it matters
you are mine

I pick my keypad it asks. Feb.24.2014.21.44

I pick my keypad
it asks
what's new
a fresh
that belie
monotony
at large

I stare at my room
the kaleidoscope
some of you
mine too

it asks
a new
a fresh
that belie
monotony
at large

write a thing
a heart
that can reside
a fresh
a new
that belie
monotony
at large

I pause
it applauds
the kaleidoscope 
some of you
some of mine

I pick my keypad
it asks 

deepika since I told you I will continue so I am running my pencil. Feb.24.2014.00.40

I have heard
may be read too
arrogance of possessed
may be positioned

I have heard
read too
the positioned

heart says
love
lets go somewhere

may be a jungle
desolate
anarchist place
may a 
(deepika I will continue.)
deepika since I told you I will continue so I am running my pencil \

a spell of fresh air
can come
where a halal may not be there

jhatka is a part of bio life

people have forgotten 
this history its bloody 500 AD only
as if geological age has not be known 
till day
why prophet mohamad the crank anarchist
became so successful
hindus crank ness reached the extremes

why dashrat model could not be followed
he was father of ram
why sita became the goddess
No bastard could think beyond
why lord krishna has been forgotten
why cesspools got created
every where possible

my heart says
love
lets go somewhere


may be a jungle
desolate
anarchist place
may  deuteromycetes 
of non sense
not be there

I know you have read'

but love
I have yet to write

my heart says
love
lets go somewhere

deepika probably 
I should stop here

my heart says
love
lets go somewhere

my heart says
why she has stopped
finger prints
of her pc

my heart says
love
lets go somewhere

my heart says
soft systems 
erase the soft signatures
the moment they touch

my heart says
love
lets go somewhere

my heart says

I know

fishing files

phatom js

but why they are shy

my heart says
love
lets go somewhere

my heart says
they are deeth

my heart says
love
lets go somewhere

now I am changing the title itself as you have read it already I know it. Feb.23.2014.21.11

Love
when I was negotiating my life at sirsa probably I could never realise the hell. Its true mom dad sahara factor of hindu way of life is a science to reckon with but probably Dad could never tell his wits to me that haramzadi aurat beware of it. I remember at National college sirsa or may be a little earlier at school level itself I encountered a person known to our professor Chug of bio sciences that man wrote a book women I hate you. I never read this book. I always saw that man a friend of chug with very curious nerves eyes brain put together and wondered what could be the plausible reason behind that young heart to write such a thing which ab initio evokes something which heart says chad yaar fir dekh leingei, apni padhaei wich mast rehei. I have pasted the title so I am now changing the content of the letter itself .

I know you may not understand the simple way of life which dad bestowed upon with his beautiful ways of existential s. 
at present sirsa has only one say contemporary amphi theatre to speak like. I have never been there. During those days a bansal cinema used to be there at the railway crossing ( now its not there- some market has come up ). There was a horrific narrow lane to have the ticket of economy class. I think it costed about 25 paise. I have seen a couple of movies with this sort of tickets. Later on some other cinema came up at Dabwali road , a state of art one of those days. I have been to this one also with some friends but my memory lane is too hazy to pen down. 

I dont know but love that life had a meaning.

now I am changing the title itself as you have read it already I know it. 

tough thee ways ask my heart.Feb.23.2014.20.43

tough thee ways
ask my heart
lets go

I see you
feel my heart

keep a distance

tough thee ways
ask my heart

it changes
it tunes
its beautiful
I see it smile

keep a distance

see saw of my heart
I take slow
it rushes fast

tough thee ways
ask my heart

I may be constrained.Feb.23.2014.20.04

major goel is on leave
I may be constrained
come love
its time

wait for two days more
major goel is on leave

I have goods to give
with smile

come
smile my ways
nerves too

it may be
service with smile
come love
two days more

I have goods to give
with smile

come
smile my ways
nerves too
major goel is on leave

you have to make one.Feb.23.2014.17.30

Love
probably at my 8th standard I was having a story book. 
look
I am hanging in your arms
take it easy
I have no gravity
no mass
no meaning

you have to make
one

I read a story book
my 8th standard

you have to make
one

stars come to me.Feb.23.2014.17.11

stars come to me
say 
we are ephemeral
too naive
at a distance
you may not
you may

stars come to me
say

neigh
it says
I dither
it budges
a bit
a little

I pause
to learn
to see
feel

thee

stars come to me
say

wee hrs.Feb.23.2014.11.42

wee hrs
I have seen
gushing thee thin
search my soul
beacons my heart
may it
get 
late

it may be
it laughs
ghost of thee
frighten
as it beacons
you hard
hard
may it be

wee hrs
I have seen
gushing thee thin

your this snap is almost live snap Feb.23.2014.01.46

Love
probably your this snap is almost live snap just taken and uploaded by you. In 1991-92 when you were searching your some good books so to say to have a bit of non sense of this world, cell was invented in India too but call rates were exorbitant to the tune of say Rs.16 per minutes if calculated on that equation vis a vis salary structure. Satya Parkash Minhas who I am sure is doomed for ever and no power in this universe can save that bastard sent a cell from London and I was tasked upon to receive it from some of his acquaintance who visited India. I went on my chetak scooter and the person an NRI some where around karam pura metro stn as of now was a well educated down to the earth person but wronged by the time factor. I never bothered what I have done as time is never known. Later on say after a life time I could only know that cell was specially brought in India to a tanka bhidhao operation or say a blue star operation of sunita minhas and some aggarwal a manager of her bank probably serving the twin purpose of a bloody kothi for Pushpa Minhas who can not have her ashes in any waters under any circumstances ( I missed the final sentence as probably you can complete the script having such an oceanic experience of your own world at present ) and Kapal Minhas whose persona and family is doomed now served the collusion course of this whole drama could only speak at my land line 011- 27314644 ( just see if it wrings at present moment - I am reminding you , you have to take a train to come  here ( I am not elaborating further its a few yr back dt.) Mr ajay ahuja I am your ex brother in law and how dare you abused my mom. My reply was she refused connectivity to a terminally sick person who needed my immediate help for his life to be saved i.e. Ricky. His reply was I will thrash you to the blue at the next opportunity , you save yourself if you can afford.