I wonder

When Time

gets frozen

I sometimes
see spicules
adages as well

my heart
speaks

I remain 
stoic

stoic is thy way

I wonder

919250009090  Ple msg  I m in meeting : this has been sent by that crank ram rahim : ask your mom is it sufficient for her to know what I mean to say. Kindly do not contact dr Harish Arora he is another crank 

you can politely tel your mom just  a photograph of a person on any event is sufficient and I need not evoke extra to know. Kindly do not think extra.

Morning has to come whether if your mom likes it or not. 

Nothin ! when I was not perturbed by the environment. 

Love !

with and without

when
waters of Ganges
throng  fast

I was feeling

sometimes
me 
other
its torrential s

I have
wondered

torrential s

all times

with and 
without

it fine but not well. 

That stirs the brain.

Love ! our brain is made of files that are governed of/by feedback mechanism and de novo system as well the later is far far complex to understand even by the coveted brains / degree holders in respective sciences. I remember I told you of a story of ashtavakra and raja janak. Whole of the house when laughed at his 8 folds of the body he simply started to leave the assembly when raja janak came fast to request him to stop and excuse him. He uttered rajan this place is misfit for him. Deepika you should not mind when I happen to write such things that stirs the brain. 

sad notes

sad notes
ask me
ocean speaks
once upon 
again 
waves make
what it told

sad notes

written on walls
air thin

visible
at heart

touches
a note

sad notes

I took your snap but wrote in a colour which probably mundanes cant see nor feel its presence. Love self is a conceptual and cardinal reality that eats into psyche of mundanes making it not able to decipher the equation of time. Time knocks up but its a little beyond self grained ego that proves a wall to reality of thee. 

Time in my pencil is telling you once again. You by factor of time do not have a single person around who is not after your money alone cardinal. Zeenat amaan fell to this time factor may Lord give you enough strength to understand this letter. 

Love ! I am far less active on this page as your relatively non interest is pressing me in more trouble on mental health. Once you love someone and get vacuum in return its very difficult to pull on life which incidentally already torn by every one around. I know I am very experienced person and can handle many works but love all this is only possible if you come a ground reality. Thanks for axis bank executive telephone. 

moments with me.

may Nature
it has destined

I write
red rose
chirping bird

all in vain

I do ask it

is it you have
cruelty defined

tailored made

thread of remote

hands of heart less

my soul searches

every moment

a reply
that s no where

written

hard I find
no word comes

thin air s thee

I have retired
may be
stoic is 

I may be striking
moments with me

Abuse the staff.

Even if I write rule book here neither your mom nor you can understand the complexity of rules and laws around a government servant. I am writing a real time story that you can understand where I point to : I was working as an administrative officer. A scientist who reported after a gap of 5 year absence used to come and sit in front of my table. I pleaded sir if you say some words may be I can help cutting across the rules as my pen has sufficient powers in it to give justice. The man died out of acute depression without giving me a chance to help him. Later on his wife who ditched him life time and resided with the Principal of her school came and claimed everything. His son abused my staff. I was a silent listener to all this. The beauty queen of earth lives with a principal and her brother at London has planned how to abuse the staff.  

Lit large.

I am writing you a letter that if did not convince you a horrible disastrous end is just in making for whom let me not name it. One day I told you I helped out of courtesy a senior col and his mom  and dropped him at his residence at India Gate officer hostel accommodation. I noticed his wife was ready to serve cooked rice to them well decorated at the dinning table. I asked them ok sir I am leaving. The lady only took me a pity driver and did not offer me  even a glass of water. I told you till day I am wondering at the fragrance of rice lit large. 

One solace with me.

Love I have yet to learn how to live alone. I have literally forgotten whether if I lived with someone worth the name as torture has taken all spirit out of me. I know a lot of war prisoners and prisoners but I have lost sense of being of myself with the fate I got. writing letters to you may be one solace with me. But it depresses me as being devoid of life at all. 

with you

wandoor
you might have 
memory is 
lets not say

I have seen
lets not say

emotions
my heart often

I skip
all time

bubbles of me

my being 

with you 

You can ask

I am writing the conflict on shoot, strait of Malacca and Suez canal are main life support to Europe and America but communist giants have made their mind to block this by further vicious act to occupy the Bay of Bengal corridor of resources, if unchecked this will lead to a world conflict whereby India will be sucked into the conflict being at center of of geo political cauldron. You can ask your mom what I mean to say.      

by 2020 India may become an epicenter of  world order conflict thus sending life into basic gear of existence. Probably you can understand that I write too much serious. Kindly do not send stupid messages on my cell but act fast as I have to submit my papers. 

how far

I was absorbed
long brush 
sweeping fallen 
beautiful champaca

I could feel 
fragrance
heart of hearts

why dustbins

flowers may find
a niche

they have to retire
soon very soon

fragrance lit large

I wondered

how far

you should info your mom ujjala economic meltdown is going to throw down your occupation and persons all after your money whilst I want my pension sufficient enough not to make u a  meena kumari of yore but it  can be made in your name and for that you need to sign some papers. 

Love one day I wrote of a hut at top of a house and unbearable heat for Rs 200 per month. I was called in Oberao Continental and rebuked for a cup of tea which even was not offered for the point of signing the divorce papers. Today I have divorce decree signed by an authorized judge lying in my cupboard. Heat I have to bear for life.