lets not say .March.22.2014.16.52

it says
lets not say

we have a laugh
some of Hers
His may be wandering
when
She comes

it says
lets not say

tethered images
come fast
tear my heart
soul
what not 

it says
lets not say 

me and my heart.March.22.2014.16.42

me and my heart

do often talk to each other
what to do 

I take stances
steps of mine
its the way
you are es consed 
may be less
more makes 
what I find
hard to tell

me and my heart

with or without.March.22.2014.14.46

I have no intention to put a word that may provide to any one any such thing say knowledge, its a letter to deepika only.

I find a meaning
as if air has descended with 
a bouquet of flowers
some odor of thy

I ask let me have
one by one
I have not seen a life
worth to live

They ask instead
we send and give
as we are destined for it
it may not be with us
what you look for

I pause for a moment

I ask again

my askance
it remains
the relevance

I have seen

with or without

a sip of vodka of Brig Giri raj . March.21.2014.03.04

my eyes are sleepy 
a rarest of rare thing that can happen to my hardy and wavering bio existence. Heart feels why cant I use my pencil the infinite I have. I am inclined rather more to go to sleep which my moods say nei. You are not with me and your becoming and turning out to be a sunita minhas is something which my brain opines is a de facto reality. Heart intervenes and says dont be that absolute cruel to its so original possession howsoever one way traffic it can be. Brain opines my heart is really a crank which accepts the things before it actually starts and then it gets trapped. 
I do not know why I feel intoxicated without a sip of vodka which Brig Giri raj was having.

I have kept wondering till date. March.21.2014.01.57

I am going to pen down such a letter that may make a person literally mentally deranged if understood. At my age of say 5 or may be earlier I was standing at ladhuka mandi a town of my mom parents. Mom brother told me the sadhu which you have been observing for a number of days resides at a open space and his centrally placed holy fire is lit large most of the time. People come and give their pittance without any askance and this sadhu does not say anything to any body. I could not ask him why people come at all. But he told me that this sadhu is just before becoming  mentally deranged as he has read the original Mahabharata. I have kept wondering till date. 

sudh hei sab ki mari .March.19.2014.03.05

kuch sir firei 
jindgi sei hatei
dimago kei pakaein
kuutniti ko apnaein

dhol piit dia hye hye
kha gai congress
hye hye

pahalei fi eisa hua tha
bofores ka putla 
gavn gavn mei
jhonkh dia tha

eik sir firei nei

vp singh nam kahlaya
rajniti ko 
kichar kar dikhaya

jan jan ki bhudi bhrashat karyo
apni rajgadi kei lyein

dhol pityo 
meirei jaisa to'
na dekhio koi
na ohio koi 
na bhogio koi

fir aaj wahi din aaein hein

vp singh kei clone
gali gali mei chaein hein

koi bolei kejriwal hu mein
yadav cipherologist deemagan ka mein
ana gandhi ka ruup hu mein
bjp ka cadre hu mein

fir aur bhi cheiherei bhaterein

kuch ka naam bhi dadho
bhagva pahan
pakhand ka bira uthyeion
om vilom 
na janei kis kis dawaion ka
mitha jahar filaon
ram dev
na janei
kon kon se dev khalayeion
bhagwan bhagwati
ka thekho/contract uuthayeion

kis kis ka mei naam likhu

kichar ka yeiopar karein

aaj tak jo jan jan ka hit 
kia congress sarkar nei

kheite hein yein janata ka hak hei 
aur hak tha bhi hameisha

janata bechari
akal ki mari

aa gai ein kei maya jaal mein

ho gai
hai hai 
hai hai

sudh hei sab ki mari 

what the hell congress can do.March.18.2014.21.30

Love
I am sketching my love to you against the backdrop of an eventful happening that may stir your brain but provided you can actually understand what I really mean to say. 
I think I was studying in my 8th standard and time was neither summer nor winter but not election days. Just focus your earth Google at sagwan hospital sirsa and see what is happening around there. Now just presume to walk a few steps say 200 on the dabwali road but dont reach in front of the RSD High school sirsa. Surinder Kumar our history teacher was standing guard to a broken high tension wire that got so in a severe accident involving a very heavy vehicle that stood in shambles in the far sight and a dead body was lying around the broken end of the wire which was literally throwing out the smoke as the high voltage was going into the wet sands of the morning hrs. He waived me go away from here don't come near the scene. I was continuing approaching the scene in spite of his warning. He realized my inquisitive nerves my age factor and of course stupid nerves I happened to possess at that time. He had to use his shouting throat hey !!  You !! I am asking you to stop don t you understand what I am saying to you. It was of course in chaste Hindi.

and love peoples of India don't understand even Hindi what the hell congress can do.