Friday, February 28, 2014

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




Thursday, February 27, 2014

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


Wednesday, February 26, 2014

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