Monday, September 28, 2009

The Butterfly!

'Suddenly, in my idyllic glance,
Upon a lovely creature, I happen to chance,
I stand afar and watch her real close,
A happy butterfly, flittering by a rose,
A soft summer breeze, blows in her wings,
In lazy melancholy, they flutter as if to sing,
Then she breaks her flight, with mischievous intent,
Leaves me surprised, as I see her transcend,
At once in her eyes, a naughty hint,
At once replaced, by an angelic glint,
A little bit of beauty, a little bit of grace,
I'm infected by the sunny smile, that her lips do trace,
Troubled does she seem, by neither disdain nor care,
Floating carefree on the breeze, like her wisps of hair,
Then as suddenly as she'd come, she's gone and I sigh,
Longing for whence I'd see again, that flittering-fluttering butterfly!'

In this poem - Priyanka Mishra.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Are long-term relationships really possible?

"Sometimes to grow together, you have to grow apart.”

True isn’t it? I know I have stuck onto my friends ever since school but we aren’t as close as we were back then. All of us have grown from being almost similar, to being completely different. And then there are best friends... I would have loved to keep things the way they were in “OUR” Wonder Years but then they cannot continue that way forever can they? All of us have a different point of view and a different perspective no matter how similar the situation. And each of us needs to grow individually. We cannot grow together cause then we keep holding each other back. Making sacrifices and choices you don’t want to, holding back just to be together until you reach a point when you both stop growing. And then, whether we want to or not, we must let go and move on.

It's a fact of life. If we stick to each other for a lifetime, we're gonna have to make some choices we don't want to and sacrifice some things that we really wanted. There will be so many opportunities that will be available to just one of us and to be together, we'll have to forgo them. Can we hope to grow together with these things happening around us? Or do we stop growing as individuals and grow together as something else? Is that what relationships are all about? Letting go of all your dreams, hopes and aspirations for some completely new ones? To stop being 'you' and start being 'we?'

I dunno about you but to me, that seems like a pretty stiff ask...

Can I?

Can I come close, just enough to make you quiver,
Then touch you, just enough to make you shiver...
Can I play with the wisps of hair, falling across your face,
Let my fingers wander, as your silhoute they lazily trace...
Can I hold you tight, in my arms,
Feel your warmth, as we melt in our charms...
Can I kiss you, on your forehead n on your cheek,
Then wander on, let our lips each other seek...
Can I be lost in your lust, your love and all that is you,
Know what it's like to really have you...
Can I?

Friday, September 18, 2009

My handwriting analysis report! Based on what you know of me, would you agree???

This personality profile is based on the writing of Bikram Snehi created at the website: Handwriting - Handwriting University's Official automated personality report creator based on standardized basic personality traits as taught through Handwriting University's Certification Level Program.

Bikram uses judgment to make decisions. He is ruled by his head, not his heart. He is a cool, collected person who is usually unexpressive emotionally. Some may see him as unemotional. He does have emotions but has no need to express them. He is withdrawn into himself and enjoys being alone.

The circumstances when Bikram does express emotions include: extreme anger, extreme passion, and tremendous stress. If someone gets him mad enough to tell him off, he will not be sorry about it later. He puts a mark in his mind when someone angers him. He keeps track of these marks and when he hits that last mark he will let them know they have gone too far. He is ruled somewhat by self-interest. All his conclusions are made without outside emotional influence. He is very level-headed and will remain calm in an emergency situation. In a situation where other people might get hysterical, he has poise.

Bikram will work more efficiently if given space and time to be alone. He would rather not be surrounded by people constantly. In a relationship, he will show his love by the things he does rather than by the things he says. Saying "I love you" is not a needed routine because he feels his mate should already know. The only exception to this is if he has logically concluded that it is best for his mate to hear him express his love verbally.

Bikram is not subject to emotional appeals. If someone is selling a product to him, they will need to present only the facts. They should present them from a standpoint of his sound judgment. He will not be taken in by an emotional story about someone else. He will meet emergencies without getting hysterical and he will always ask "Is this best for me?"

People that write their letters in an average height and average size are moderate in their ability to interact socially. According to the data input, Bikram doesn't write too large or too small, indicating a balanced ability to be social and interact with others.

Bikram is sensitive to criticism about his ideas and philosophies. He will sometimes worry what people will think if he tells them what he believes in. This doesn't mean he won't talk, or that he feels ashamed. It merely means he is sensitive to what others think, regarding his beliefs.

Bikram is secretive. He has secrets which he does not wish to share with others. He intentionally conceals things about himself. He has a private side that he intends to keep that way, especially concerning certain events in his past.

Diplomacy is one of Bikram's best attributes. He has the ability to say what others want to hear. He can have tact with others. He has the ability to state things in such a way as to not offend someone else. Bikram can disagree without being disagreeable.

In reference to Bikram's mental abilities, he has a very investigating and creating mind. He investigates projects rapidly because he is curious about many things. He gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but he soon must slow down and look at all the angles. He probably gets too many things going at once. When Bikram slows down, then he becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, he must slow down to do it. He then decides what projects he has time to finish. Thus he finishes at a slower pace than when he started the project.

He has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. His mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. He can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Bikram can then switch into his low gear. When he is in the slower mode, he can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. He is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.

Bikram is a practical person whose goals are planned, practical, and down to earth. This is typical of people with normal healthy self-esteem. He needs to visualize the end of a project before he starts. he finds joy in anticipation and planning. Notice that I said he plans everything he is going to do, that doesn't necessarily mean things go as planned. Bikram basically feels good about himself. He has a positive self-esteem which contributes to his success. He feels he has the ability to achieve anything he sets his mind to. However, he sets his goals using practicality-- not too "out of reach". He has enough self-confidence to leave a bad situation, yet, he will not take great risks, as they relate to his goals. A good esteem is one key to a happy life. Although there is room for improvement in the confidence catagery, his self-perception is better than average.

Bikram has a temper. He uses this as a defense mechanism when he doesn't understand how to handle a situation. Temper is a hostile trait used to protect the ego. Temper can be a negative personality trait in the eyes of those around him.

Bikram has a healthy imagination and displays a fair amount of trust. He lets new people into his circle of friends. He uses his imagination to understand new ideas, things, and people.

For a graphologist, the spacing on the page reflects the writer's attitude toward their own world and relationship to things in his or her own space. If the inputted data was correct Bikram has left lots of white space on the left side of the paper. Bikram fills up the rest of the page in a normal fashion. If this is true, then Bikram has a healthy relationship to the past and is ready to move on. The right side of the page represents the future and Bikram is ready and willing to get started living now and planning for the future. Bikram would like to leave the past behind and move on.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Austere? What's that?

I had to look up the dictionary to find out what exactly the friggin word meant and I found this-
1 a : stern and cold in appearance or manner b : somber, grave austere critic>
2 : morally strict : ascetic
3 : markedly simple or unadorned austere office> austere style of writing>
4 : giving little or no scope for pleasure <austere diets>
(Courtesy Merriam-Webster)

I think the politicians need to understand the usage of the term clearly. I reckon they wanna be '2' and/or '3' i.e. morally strict/markedly simple or unadorned. Ummm...hey wait! Wasn't the nation up in arms against moral policing not-so-long ago? that's what they mean when they say the public has a short-memory!
Being simple or unadorned is one thing but giving little or no scope for pleasure is quite another altogether now, innit?
If people who can afford more than your simple economy class are gonna travel economy class, can the people who travel economy class be allowed to travel business/first class in their stead then? I mean, it is a large population that this nation supports. If the elite travel economy, the aam-junta sure as hell ain't gonna be able to travel economy! For starters, thanks to the entourage of the VIPs, there's gonna be less space for the aam-junta to travel in! Obviously, the politicians will need another quota in the economy class since their plans aren't always in place 60 days in advance now are they? And well, let's not get started on the security issues. If I am sharing the same facilities as a VVIP, I am gonna be subject to quite a security check aren't I? Please, respect my privacy...I dislike being frisked by over-grown males! And well, the fact that they become an easy target for whoever seeks to do harm is another story altogether!
Why do it, I implore? Will the Gandhi parivar please spare us these muddled attempts at setting dumbass examples?
What are you saving for anyways? Aren't you trying to infuse liquidity in the economy with your fiscal and monetary policies? Well, isn't bureaucratic travel a part of the fiscal expenditure? Aren't you supposed to increase that? (Anyone who tries to friggin tell me that this isn't exactly the kinda fiscal expenditure that should be increased will get six red marks across their face...sarcasm, learn to recognise it sometimes.)
Elections must be near...I can see no other reason for such bright wisdom...
Apologies to all those readers who were looking forward to something better than politics in this space!

Sunday, September 13, 2009

The Monsoons and Me!

I watch the lashing rains from the comfort of a shelter,
In the downpour, I see people run helter-skelter,
Umbrellas, raincoats and some outdated gum-boots,
Overjoyed young kids, lending the rain their hoots,
Nature in all it's splendour all over and all around,
Everywhere I look, something sprouting out of the ground,
Young couples on their bikes, riding for the monsoon thrill,
Then together over a hot cuppa chai, they drive away the chill,
Not long ago, I rode those narrow winding roads,
Sat on those rocks with her and those croaking toads,
Now I watch them pass me by, my lush green mountains in all their glory,
Wonder when sitting here in the dry, became what is now my story...

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Forget-me-not and Bluebell! Found again!

I had been looking for the lyrics to an old song we had been taught back in school...had searched the internet without much success...and then, I have been saved by Tommy Leonard, from Maleny, Australia. He has been kind enough to post the words here. I am hugely indebted to the kind gesture and do thank you with all my heart Tommy, if you are indeed reading this! Thanks a million! Well, to my school-mates, here are the lyrics-

A forget-me–not said to a bluebell one day,
"Why do you hold your head down in that way?
Why don’t you hold your head up to the sky?"
"Alright", said the bluebell , “Alright, I’ll try.”

Forget-me-not and Bluebell are very friendly flowers,
They talk together in the garden for hours.

Bluebell lifted her head, and it started to rain,
Her head filled with water and crashed down again,
"Oh dear", cried Bluebell, "that hurt quite a lot!"
And none was more sorry than her friend Forget-Me-Not

Forget-me-not and Bluebell, are very friendly flowers,
They talk together in the garden for hours,

Then Forget-me-not knew 'twas a silly thing to do
To ask her friend Bluebell to look to the blue
God made her that way, with her head hanging down,
To see all the beauty that's down on the ground.

Forget-me-not and Bluebell are very friendly flowers,
They talk together in the garden for hours.

Wednesday, September 09, 2009

She's Alive!

After 2 months, I finally revived my first love back to full health! Was planning on reviving her after I began earning but it's been 2 months now and I couldn't stay away much longer...I love her too much!
I'm incredibly happy today!
(Smileys et al!)

The Chase Theory

All men are ambitious and would like to achieve something substantial in life...but here's the thing, the only reason men want anything is the pursuit of women. Eventually, there are 3 outcomes-
1.They get what they were chasing but they were so busy chasing, they lost the woman...
2.They get the woman but they were so busy with the woman they lost what they were chasing...
3.They either get both or neither but lose themselves...
Sad I know but a cent percent true!

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

My Playlist

I have 186 songs on my phone...only 9 on my playlist...and I haven't heard the other 177 in 2 months now...waste of a lotta storage space I'd say!
Well, each one of those songs, has some very special memories linked to are the 9-
1. Nothing Else Matters (The lyrics are just hauntingly true! The tune, simply immortal!)
2. The Reason (Always reminds me of what a moron I am and how much of whatever I have had, is credited to all those wonderful people that love me and keep forgiving me for all my goof-ups.)
3. Goodbye My Lover (Every word seems to have been written for me.)
4. Lips of an Angel (Was sitting with a lot of my family one night, aunts, uncles, cousins, etc. when she called...incidentally, I had heard the song just moments ago on my brothers playlist! Life's just ironic sometimes eh?)
5. I Wanna Be A Rockstar (Like who doesn't? They've put everything just perfectly in that song!)
6. Kuch Is Tarah (Someone did really take away a lotta pain with those words...still does!)
7. Sound the Bugle (Incredibly inspiring when you're feeling low!)
8. Road Trippin' (I'd love to do that's like the once in a lifetime experience...leaves me with some unfulfilled dreams to look forward to!)
9. Iris (I really would give up forever...bah hambug...but I don't have forever do I? Darned mortality!)

I put this here so years later, I can come back, read and recall all those wonderful memories I've left behind!
Btw, I enjoy nothing more than putting words to a tune. I wish I was a little more musically endowed. Would've loved to write songs! Ah well, I guess I'm left with trying to put words to someone else's tunes. I write most of my poems listening to these 9 songs. Most of them, follow the tune that's playing in my ears at the time...something you didn't know for you there!

Friday, September 04, 2009

I wonder how, I wonder why...

In the silver in front of me,with familiarity I'm faced,
A million times over his features my eyes have traced,
A likable front that he's always trying to show,
I see through him though,he's not a nice man to know,
As I stare for longer,I'm perplexed even more,
He is loved even now,perhaps more than before,
I close my eyes wondering all the while,
Everytime that she looks at him,why does she still smile,
She knows him better,better than I do,
His facade I see,she sees right through,
His faults so brazen yet she seems not to mind,
Closer to herself,him does she bind,
I'm scared of him,but him,she doesn't seem to fear,
I look on bewildered but to her it seems clear,
I'll never quite fathom,what it is about her,
All I know is she loves me despite me,for now n forever...