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Dr.Manmohanomics has a silent volcano waiting for abrupt and hostile tectonics movements to cause the momentous Himalayan hights at infinite ramifications
I was cutting my steps too short at Vijaychowk
a hub for inquisitive visitors
some of the beautiful faces tell a lot written on the walls
you were probably playing your lunch game at sarkari pc
fragile social wobble mechanism shall play the roost
My heart murmured
I kept silent
with noticeable exuberant faces around
the environs speak a lot
but you need a heart to smell the tectonic movements
hell it !!
my dumpy brain intervened
your obsession with your love
its far better than your "bullshit'"
may be one way traffic
I simply ignored all
kept my steps with me
Rajpath looked prepared for eventful day
I was preparing for hectic schedule
with a distaste for negativism
I open my pc too sharp to be dutiful
look deep at your Himalayan hair
and get lost
you may be looking elsewhere
I am happy with my obsessions
my heart smiled
but again
my nerves play a diff tunes
all the time with me
source: shipra.v
Monkey menace has led army to employ a person with a Langur
I was starring at your r00f top whilst with my thoughts and a cup of tea
the man was calling his langur with a characteristic voice: probably made it listen thro' the offer of food and the likes
the child Langur staring his master while the senior playing a hide and seek game way beyond at far away trees
my heart whispered: you better learn this language
as it may fetch your attention and realise the real worth
I didn't took the stupid way
but I did realise it has a hidden meaning
why we profess and look forward for someone not worthy at all
is that
the similarities of thins around
may be true
again I threw it away with stupid thoughts
I started my pencil run on my draft pad
suddenly the complexity of the case got that what I whisked away too light
may be we realise too late
while concluding my case study
my pencil suddenly stopped
as if it asked
whether it applies to me too
I got the sharpened one instead
started again to give fine touches to make it comprehensive
it again asked a lot
I could listened to one only
" is that my sharp running is success at making so beautiful draft"
I was looking at its sharp
and your sharp desire quotient
source: shipra.v
most of the time
impermeable layers
surround my stratosphere
I know the genesis
but my every trial to come off
gets consumed over a puff of whimsical existentials
I do wonder
if you got the elixir
that shall make me free
today I was crossing the Rajpath to my office
It was singing with songs of the ultimate sacrifice
for the beloved freedom
It did make my eyes wet
but the cruelty is writ large
I asked is there a song
that makes "your "sacrifice worthy of it
the stuff around you and me
is that the misfit
your soul feels too encaved
my thoughts couldn't stop me short of my mundanes
I felt you sometime come thro' this way of happening
I just glanced your beautiful snaps
what I could know
shall write in yrs together
but why I should write
asks my heart
may be that shall make me the fit to come of the impermeable layers
source: shipra.v. anchal kholi
Early moments at Rajpath
paratroopers were at the exercise
I waited till they passed smoothly with focused nerves
early to office is diff experience
I have often searched myself for your presence
may be relating with environs whilst being with you
its another diff lot with you
may be I search you for another boost of strength
to fight monotony and taxing nerves of the live
I negotiate
I do ask why the lasting effect is that momentary
probably that's the way : with every one
so my search never ends
I continued with my sharp steps
chilled environs looked too romantic
finding romance and that on Rajpath
my heart felt its too funny
but fun is least defined
so is the exuberance
that's way
you live with me
bereft of the reality
it murmurs
who cares
source: shipra.v
I was extremely perplexed to miss my senior general farewell today
things sometimes of immense importance get off your stupid brain with hell of useless stuff stuffed on the hard disk
I clear my this stupid every eve
every morning brings another challenge to reckon with
I do wonder my patience quotient as I take a lot to forget my mistakes
the evening got better but suddenly another whirl of dragging moments
as if I am always at war with my inner half
I wonder what lies there like a space black hole
that engulfs all
is that I trade fare with waivery steps all the time
or your absence in my enviorns makes things shabby and distorted
I may not get a reply at all
as the scenario is too hostile with endless borders fronts
to fight at with diff set of strategies at hand or even without one
I wonder how my tech mods balance their stuff of the extracting environs
I simply distaste the feels of what has been lost and what is at hand
I know every morning is fresh
with or without your aura around me
as I make that through my thoughts
may be that are too illusory
but I feel at the day end
there is hardly a difference between the illusory and existential
I search my know how to find a lasting solution
but my heart says
your Himalayan are to high to accommodate you
who lives on the sands
may be
this morning I shall evolve
with another quest to put me in shape
with me and my environs
may be your Magnolian- fresh eyes
find a niche for me
source: shipra.v, Anchal Kohli
Probably daily chores are too monotonous
but not the daily surf
I was searching the diff
may be
something related to "obsession- energy- cofficient"
but I was definitely pleased to know that hubby is a good guy for a many of the tech-mods
I do wonder where I stand
my heart said : you're inviting troubles this time
Probably for the first I found my heart with a commonsense
sliding down the modern trend is somewhat too taxing
so is the search for relevance
may be obsessions are offshoot of this paradigm
tech driven new equations
it may fetch a spoilt froth all the way
but buddy hearts shall survive over the rest
so is the hope of the hopes
like your new aura of happening around
but where are you
for whole of the day and nights
I do curse my obsessions
as it being too shallow on result theatre
source: shipra.v
My fantasy with my univ
probably it has taken another euphoric conotation with Maitreyi college
as the chills grow faster and deep
your Maitreyi comes more live confronting my vision
of the yore and present
I do wonder the genesis of my obsession
at every another second
at the winds blow their fast tunes with changing time
my own existence gets meaning
one day I was wondering at the momentous flood waters at Ghagar at my native village
that moments were evoking the silent volcano lies buried deep in my psyche
I saw the huge trunks spead like flowing leaves in a whirl
I didn't ofcourse visualise your Maitrey
this moment you might have obviated in illusory veins
me the fussy lot catches the past in super sonic speed
by the time another obsession of yours
takes an existential contours
my innovation takes the wings of plasmatic speeds
I know that speeds are not possible at the earth
even Einstein's conceptual relativity looks dwarfed
I do wonder what I shall do with such speed of your being around me
shall I exist in space
probably yes
I know this filthy world
shall not allow
your exotic union
source: shipra.v
Dr.Manmohanomics has a silent volcano waiting for abrupt and hostile tectonics movements to cause the momentous Himalayan hights at infinite ramifications
