Tuesday, July 12, 2011

I AM LEARNING COMPUTING TO FIND YOU-3

Written for kiran malhotra (no bloody by standers except anu and neha c. mehta)

Today, humid summer climate says: you are nowhere but at my heart. I stand to relocate my nerves why you’re not visible. My heart and brain hardly talk in unison.

I raise my hand and find your aura swirling around me. I hardly know if it’s a start of love affair or and an antithesis of one.

My aging and grey turning hair is your love, downstream of an glacial expanse. The elixir of what I find in me.

Every day I plan to visit my defense canteen to fetch lime tea, (last time I visited and the damn defense officials deliberately put it off shelf) but the day comes with questions which you may know better.

I get exhausted too frequent whilst learning the soft system c++. It’s not a new thing with me.

I was just researching cars around: it’s something very intriguing that all bullshit stuff is there. The company hardly tells the specifications and the running cost. Probably you have not thought of this aspect earlier but the maintenance and supply part of the mechanical goods is the most crucial factor whereby these looters simply loot the hapless and least awakened masses around; e.g. what is the cost of a wiper, shocker, alignment parts, head lights etc. I tell you an interesting real time story: I asked Naitik what is the quality of Tata motors alignment aspects/paradigm; shockingly he did not know what alignment is. I tell you another secret; Tata’s are damn dhaga type alignment cranks. But still these cranks demand the whole life time savings from the people. You may be pleased to know that a class I officer, who is not corrupt; cannot purchase a mid-segment car in India. These bastard company walas should be put under martial law to disclose their damn pathetic technical paradigm to the public at large.

Probably I never discussed with you the mega concept of live world around. Yes, you have got exact; your creations point to that effect.

At my univ, when my super specialist botanists professors lectured: I noticed I was either too slow or too fast. The mismatch of this resonance has resulted into a human being with infinite powers. The secrets are not being told here. Now, when I am putting my best to learn C++, the same is occurring. The plausible consequences would be either I will end in a horrible infinite soft wizard or a simply thud.

Let’s see what your love makes the final outcome.

Now I am progressing at a snail’s pace. I know the woods are deep but I shall strive with your fragrance writ large in my bio entity.

If you remember world history, I tell you an ultimate secret that brought Ist and 2nd world war: At the first instance the system of brutal colonialism played heavy on German people. This created an everlasting vacuum at German heart. Hitler very well known a sepoy only, slowly masterminded to mesmerize the masses exploiting this vacuum whilst he himself was a proven psychiatric crank like so called baba Ramdev, the basic cardinals he used were: catch the minds, proliferate the eccentric traits with coated sugar of heart catching vernaculars. And this damn son of a bitch (Ramdev) hardly know a b c of sciences but see the music of this technique he is simply catching the crowds. I tell you another real time happening in this stupid country; India : A man known as Mani Ram Bagri from Rajasthan was elected to Lok sabha three times on one single crank slogan: “ arei bhayio tharo ko mei eik such batau to jano- wo’ such eih hei ki thari kender ki sarkar bhakhra dam se pani mei sei takat, yani to’ jano- tharo bizali, nikal leti hei: ib kalei bhai logo sach jano to jab pani se takat nikal lei gayi tho bhai logo jara jano pani foko ho gya nei :: jano to sach hei ya juth :: damn bloody katha vachak of Guj-Maha .. the damn who speaks of Lord Krishna and the people simply throng and beautiful faces simply get mesmerized and dance. Damn it yaar !! : these bastards are selling the Almighty nothing else.

Whilst at my univ days I wish! You could have been with me. You shall ask how it is possible. I shall say I simply love you.


Sunday, July 10, 2011

I AM LEARNING COMPUTING TO FIND YOU-2



I’ll stand on the soil

where you touched


I’ll search

Your heart


Find me

Where I got lost


I’ll feel

Where you reside


fly

The tide

Your rode


catch

The infinite


You stand


Written for kiran malhotra (no bloody by standers except anu and neha c. mehta)

I AM LEARNING COMPUTING TO FIND YOU



Why

lost era of yours

starts evoking my heart

I ask me

Where are you

my lost oblivions

its

your love

Makes my psyche

Crashes

where you left

wavy ways

Where I breath hard

Till time

Resolve me infinite

You come in my eyes

Where I stare hard

Find me

If its united

I lost shadows

Where you walked

Me to ask

Who I am

Ask you

my live and dead half

Why and where are you

Is it me

Or you

Who is it at all

Written for kiran malhotra (no bloody by standers except anu &neha c.mehta)

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

FLOWERS OF RAJPATH JULY 6th 11

My staggering soul

it has fallen
in love with you

a time again

where are you
it asks again

the horizons
I have made
ask time again
where are you

showers has come again

it asks
where are my sand houses

you tethered to the pieces
the playful ways you have

I search it again
make the sand
pieces at my hand

some
the sands
thrown away

I search my eyes
where are you

yeah !!
Love defies
the horizons

I have

source and written for kiran and anu




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Tuesday, July 5, 2011

FLOWERS OF RAJPATH 5.7.11 .11.27 AM



When Darwin postulated that its is the female who plays a decisive role in conjugal relationships. At first he was jolted by the critique. Later on he postulated the concept of origin of species through the direct impact of environs , again he was rebuked to the teeth even till date by the crank and ill informed geneticists . Now whilst reading my writings some of them might have changed their views and probably have said that the views need to be analyzed and tested on clinical levels.

But the problem is these bullshit scientists are themselves crank lots nothing else.
the reason is simple : No institute produces a system of multidisciplinary brains.

Now, I was looking at a "morning show" of Farah Hussain who was conversing with sila hussain, Actress. (some Pakistan channel )

The gist I got was that females are ill informed of agility and worth of males.

I tell you if you read and apply my ibid sciences in between the lines the horrible reality shall come to this conclusion:

Its the male who loves whilst the females do not know what love constitutes at large nonetheless knowing of minute nuances of what love really stand for.

In advanced literature, It shall mean that fair sex is purely ill informed entities around. Now read the great
Tulsidas adage : shudre, Dhor, Nari : Sab taran kei adhikari.

The reasons of ibid paradoxical truth are as follows :-

- fair sex along with other categories adopt the stealth psycho techniques of Love, Warmth, Affection, coveted behavior, betrayal, cruelty, torture, least privileged, deprived , isolated, righteousness, enlightened, evolved.

Directly inspired by
Kiran and Anu Malhotra.

Monday, July 4, 2011

July 4th 11 : Love defined

This time whilst on my Faridkot itiniray I encountered a sikh gentleman, probably the Registrar of Baba Faridkot Univ.

The interesting aspects with this chance encounter are enumerated herein under :-

Chances come to every one in life but only coveted few can realize and actualize the infinite some nuances of the Nature. The problematic triangle of this Nature’s bounty is that this intrinsic capability get hacked by the filthiest persons which make the life as such a distorted version of what, that has been created by the so called Brahama ka sayapa.

There is no ready made remedy/solution except to fight back with vengeance with the surrounding on an endless and ever evolving basis.

Chalo choro

Tel me how are you

Me is a docile and spoilt chap to the last breath.

Have a nice nap at night

Love !!

source : kiran and anu

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Inflourescence. 2.7.11 : 12.32 AM

me and my challenges

its intact

Every night
I wake to the tunes of new horizons
to find
as if nothin has changed
hardy as I stand

the mad race of inner half

I hardly know
is it a curse

some of your glimpses

I catch to make my horizons

least defined
riddles of unsavoury nerves

I wake to the tunes of whims

I know
cacti are more beautifull
as I strive to negotiate
the reality
within
without


source : Kiran and Anu ( I wish I could have known hindi of that hi fi order as my sweet heart kiran knows.)
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