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