Silent Ramblings of a Frustrated Husband!!
PS - The poem below is an absolute work of fiction and any resemblance to any character - living or dear - is purely coincidental! ;)
Roses are red, violets are blue,
sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead,
the sugar bowl’s empty and so is your head!
Of loving beauty you float with grace
If only you could hide your face
Kind, intelligent, loving and hot;
This describes everything you are not
I want to feel your sweet embrace
But don’t take that paper bag off of your face
I love your smile, your face, and your eyes -
Damn, I’m good at telling lies!
My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying you screwed up my life
I see your face when I am dreaming.
That’s why I always wake up screaming
My love, you take my breath away.
What have you stepped in to smell this way
My feelings for you no words can tell,
Except for maybe “go to hell”
What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime!
Believe in Yourself……….
Some memories always make you smile
Those are the ones you ought to cherish…
While some make you weep and cry
Are those that ought to perish…
Treasure all the moments of joy in life
And bury the ones that bring sorrow….
Forget what has happened in the past
Look forward to a new tomorrow…
Always strive hard to achieve your goal in life
But never get bogged down if you miss….
Failure is the pillar to success
Just try to remember this…….
Remember when a child learns to walk
He falls over and over again…
But he picks himself up and starts afresh
And his efforts never go in vain…
So don’t be deterred by failures, just keep moving ahead
And ignite into your soul the fire of desire…
And you will never find a dearth of things
That is always there to encourage and inspire…
All you need to do is think positive and shun pessimism
And believe in yourself that you are the best…
Then the world will be at your feet
And you can pass even the toughest test…
Just remember Sir Albert Einstein’s words
That a genius is nothing but inspiration….
And once you have kindled the fire that inspires
You can reach even the toughest of goals…without perspiration!
Parting Emotions
When someone very close to us has to leave
We feel like doing nothing but just to grieve
Everything seems dull and even good things seem bad
And even if you try to act normal…there is an inner core that is sad
You think of all the nostalgic memories and the times when you were together
All memories strewn across in time….you just want to gather
When the times come to bid final goodbye….and you do have to part
That final embrace touches the inner core of your heart
And although you may try your best to look cheerful and stable
People all around who try to console you….make you feel all the more vulnerable
In those last few moments……something seems to happen to time’s pace
It seems to halt completely for a moment…..and the next it seems to race
You want to speak such a lot…but you stay mute with your lips dried
You feel as helpless as a soaring bird would do. if it had its wings tied
But all wounds left by emotions do heal with time
Priorities keep changing and one priority can never be prime
After all one has to fall before he can really rise!
I guess these emotions are an essential part to help one acclimatize!
The idiot box!
No modern home is complete without the provision
Without our good old friend — the television
Vivid images and multitudes of personalities
From fictions, semi-fictions to complete realities…..
Everything is there for you to see
All bonds of imagination it does break free
It keeps you updated about you and around you
And helps to you to catch-up on everything that is new
Not a luxurious commodity, but a basic need
The “idiot box” has become indeed!
A niche inside every home it has remarkably created
The lifeline of the life it continues to be unabated
Considering its immense potential………it does seem to impress
But there are a certain things that do deserve some stress..
In this high paced life…where all one lacks is time
Wasting hours behind the idiot box certainly cannot be prime
And within itself…the TV definitely carries an onus
To provide one with obesity and spectacles as a special bonus
Sitting for hours with eyes glued to the TV
Is indeed a very common thing to see
No doubt it is the best source for entertainment and information
And it does enhance knowledge and imparts education
But up on one’s mind one should try to impress
That everything good turns bad…if done in excess
It is not that the idiot box ought to be completely boycotted or ignored
Coz without it the life of a modern home would definitely seem bored
But it should definitely be kept within its limitations
One should know exactly about where to impose the boundations
A mixture of serials news programs and sports of any kind
Definitely keeps one with an open and healthy mind
But in this machine age and rapidly dynamic era
Where one tends to plan everything and it is not “que sera sera”
One must try to arrange things in such a way
That by all means….things do seem to pay
And all things do turn out to be perfectly fine
If one knows exactly where to draw the line!
A Lesson Learnt!
Once when I ran out of things for time pass
I thought I might as well attend a class
And although the prospect didn’t seem at all new
But instances when you even thought of the class seemed to be very few
So keeping a heavy rock on the heart I entered the LT
But alas, on entering inside what did my eyes see
The class which was supposed to be taken by a revered teacher
But instead I found myself facing a typical preacher
And as through the bible the preacher reads
He read non-stop from his notes without even waiting to wipe his sweat beads
Half the students walked out and the class was a miserable flop
Coz all he was doing was nothing but dictating non-stop
He has no expression and none of attitude
And all I could do was to curse my fortitude
But then all of a sudden an idea sprung to my mind
That after all he was also a mere human of some kind
My ego would break into many a shred
And to teach a rowdy crowd like us I would truly dread
And yet for sake convenience and need
Our teacher was trying as hard as he could indeed
To settle down each person does need time
And instead of hooting…the least we could do is to stay mime
Coz it is difficult to do and so easy to criticize…
So from my thoughts I did surmise
That with time who knows seven he might rise
And seeing him as the head of the institution shouldn’t be a surprise
And thus to my friends I thought I should interject
That too your teachers we should show some respect
But just as I was thinking this…I heard someone say
Even I could be teach better than this….for every dog has his day
And he explained to us that no teacher on this planet earth is cool
One is a BIG and another a SMALL fool
Fragments of discipline I could see being burnt….
And in the true sense…it was really a lesson learnt!
True Love
The torment of his wailing soul showed on his face
As the train left the station and started to gather pace
He wanted to try as hard as he could to stop the leaving train
But with all his aspirations buried in his heart…he yelled “DON’T GO!” but in vain
How could she leave him desolated to face the arduous task – to live a life
Could she be content & happy .. being someone else’s wife?
As his dreams had shattered and the hope to hope had perished
All those moments began to sting him..the ones he had once cherished
As the train vanished out of sight he was left all alone
His trust had been quashed .. now he would not call no one his own
Thoughts raced past him as he stared dumbly without blinking
Into an ocean of emotions .. he felt himself sinking
He had endowed upon he could.. his soul, body and mind
And now she’d thought to go with someone else .. leaving him behind
Till two days ago everything had been so nice and fine
Until he received that wretched letter .. at quarter to nine
“Thank you for everything … but I have to go on with my life
My best wishes to you.. hope u find a good wife
Just forget that I existed & find a new mate
‘coz I have been confronted upon by my fate!”
This is all she said.. not a word less or more
And when he tried to meet her .. she’d not open the door
Before the shock could set in & he could stabilize his mood
She’d boarded the train and left the city for good
He’s seen that man’s hand on her shoulder that fateful noon
And he realized the reason for her leaving him so soon
After all he was a pauper .. and she must have found someone wealthy
Who would keep her like a princess.. hale hearty and healthy
After all love couldn’t suffice for all that money could do….
He realized that day that money could buy everything…including love too…..
Years rolled by and decades passed away
He now had a good wife .. with his third child on the way
But he still clearly remembered the scene behind that rail carriage
He’d tied the knot just as a compromise…. more than marriage
He’d now learned to live…. And learned to forget
“NEVER FALL IN LOVE” he’d say to each person he met
Then one fine morning as he came across the man..
Yes…he was the one with his girlfriend..he remember has clearly as one can
He said to the man “How is your wife? Pay my regards to her!”
The man replied back shell-shocked “But I am not married, Sir!”
Then u didn’t marry her .. she must have been witched
I guess after me.. u too must have been ditched
“Never fall in love” ‘coz it can only be bought by bucks
She must have found a richer guy.and left you quacking like a bunch of ducks!”
“Are u talking about Anna?” the other man asked astounded
“Who else could be so evil?”.. he responded
The other man said “Though I promised her…this all I can’t take it
I had promised her not to tell .. but I got to break it
She was suffering from Leukemia .. a dreaded disease
And after leaving you she didn’t live a moment with ease
For three full days she cried and cried
And on the night of the third.. she painfully died
She left you my man .. so that you could live in peace
And her last words were “God, give him a good wife please!”
And what you may ask … was I doing with her
Well my friend … I was her doctor!
She had told me to promise .. that this to no one I should tell
But rather than hearing her being called a witch…I’d chose to go to hell”
Saying all this the doctor left the block
Leaving the man standing there dumbfounded .. in a state of shock
He felt more guilty than anyone in the world could have been
And for the first time in his life he did realize…what “TRUE LOVE” really did mean!!!
The impressions of College life
When I saw the result of my 12
th class
The world seemed under my feet I’d topped with first class
And then the result of PMT was announced
I’d been selected, my joy knew no bounds
Partying n dancing followed – and to a stage of euphoria I progressed
And with my result surely everyone seemed impressed
College life is fun, freaky and cool – that’s what I got to hear
And college was something out of the world..this in my mind was clear
Things passed by happily till the admissions did conclude
And I was ecstatic about my college prelude
But to this I had no clue or trace
That something called ragging I had to face
So my ‘illusion’ was shattered to pieces
When I learned about 90s and wishes
Is this college life – I heard myself say
When I had to face a dozen slaps a day
Clad in a white dress with black shoes that shone
How I wished I could run away home
On the way to the Lecture Theatre each and every person I met
I wished him trembling, my brows wet with sweat
I wished every person…from a peon to a maid
For the risk of not recognizing a senior was far too great
And I thought that the person was a fool
Who told me college life is fun, freaky and cool
Coz if u forgot to wish a senior on any date..
Ending up in hospital with a perfo would be your fate
On approaching the college gate my heart beat raced
And I dashed to the lecture theatre at an unbelievable pace
But fortunately soon, a GT was declared
And I dashed towards home as I was way too scared
But as the GT came to an end my anxiety increased
And I hoped and prayed – someone extend the GT please!
But things started to brighten as the functions approached
And for various events we all were coached
The image of seniors started changing from enemies to friends
And life seemed a little more meaningful…it wasn’t THE END
And the functions really we thoroughly enjoyed
And ended up with a couple of mementos- overjoyed
The beating stopped and the dress code was abated
So we started feeling a little less frustrated
But ‘from frying pan into the fire…’ is all I could say
When I ended up writing more than 3 files a day
And for the first terminal without preparation went all
Coz after an hour only 5 people were left in the hall!
Well how will I manage to pass the 1st Proff
I asked myself seeing marks I could never even dream of!
But the seniors consoled me and said only 5 people have passed
So with you is the rest of the class!
Gradually frustration faded and studies gained momentum
And true college life forward did start to come
From watching movies, bunking classes and sleeping till 12 in daylight
To playing carom and badminton past 12 in midnight
And proposing gals, and screening the town
And teasing others till they frowned
Making faces at the teacher and dozing off in the class
Well college life after-all was a nice time-pass
Friendships began and relationships started
From which I never wanted to be parted
And trust me college life is much more better than it looks
If you mix freaking out with books!
And now college life seems to be so nice and fine
That is want it to last a life-time
And guess what I told a junior the other day at the pool…
College Life is fun, freaky and cool!!!
Mortal Kombat
As the gong sounded 12 in the middle of the night
I checked my ammunition and prepared to fight
And then the sizzling saga began
I held a deadly weapon in my hand
This time I’d attack rather than defend
For once and for all this war I shall end
‘coz the enemy had been attacking me through the night
And I’d opted to defend rather than fight
But such had been my enemy’s offence
That it had broken the shackles of my defence
So, before time came for me to regret and remorse
I’d attack the enemy with my full force
“Attack is the best form of defence” it is said
And you sleep really well after the raid
In the previous attacks I’d lost many specks of blood
And I swore to take revenge…be it rain or flood
So I approached the battlefield with my arsenal
And I was determined to make the enemy fall
And finally the enemy did meet his doom
As my neighbours heard two ‘slaps’ in the corner of my room
Although my ammunition did fail I did it with my hands
And my enemies lay dead..one in my hand and one on the land
Now I’d finally manage to sleep with my mission accomplished…
Yes, two mosquitoes I’d killed!!!
Valentine’s Day
On the 14
th day of February, I heard my friend say
C’mon get dressed up its Valentine’s Day
Let me get some sleep – I lazily said
He replied “Today is the day to find the one for whom you are made”
Getting out of bed I let out a big yawn
But my laziness went away with the cool breeze of the dawn
I thought “Fine..to a girl even I shall propose..
Should I give her a card or a rose?”
Entering a card shop and seeing the tag of the price…
I told myself “A rose should suffice!”
Because a card once rejected is thrown down the drain
But a rejected rose can be used again and again!
Thus deciding, I bought a big red rose
And thought in front of her I’d strike which pose
I thought I’ll ask her…will u be my valentine
If she says ‘Yes’ then I’D be on cloud no. nine!
I asked my friend that if my approach was right
He said “Its never going to be that simple try as hard as u might”
Because a girl never says ‘yes’ directly though she can say a no..
Or she will shower upon u a flurry of ‘ifs’ and ‘buts’ and ‘so’
Initially she will act as being shocked and will remain puzzled and mime
And then she’ll reply “To think about this I need some time!”
To find out every single thing about you she’ll use all her contacts
And she’ll use all her resources to find out even the smallest facts
She’ll try to search for even your minutest detail..
And then she’ll decleare : Pass or Fail!
You’ll come out with a decorated cheek irrespective of the outcome…
Either with the imprint of two lips or that of four fingers and a thumb!
In case of the former you will be happy…cheerful and gay
But in case of the latter..wait for the next Valentine’s Day!
POLITICS
Aaj ki Politics hoti hai kaisi….
Full of shadyantra and conspiracy!
Iski topi uske sar…
Supress the one jiske man me hai dar
Desh ka paisa jeb mein and apna paisa in Swiss bank,
A politician is a person with an emprty think tank!
If u have do teen wifes and dus baraah bachche…
Then truly u r a poltician sachche!
Dosroon ki tang kheenchna aur apni bachaana
That’s how politics is in todays zamaana!
Isko maar usko peet
Just do anything for ur jeet!
U ought to be a politician if u fail…
And chances are brighter with a visit to Tihar Jail
And u must never be sachacha seeda aur saada…
Be sure to be involved with TADA
Gali galooch aana is a must
And to understand English is a curse!
U should have an A+ in gunda-gaardi
And never be afraid of Police ki vaardi
And a bonus to brighten ur chances is this
CBI chargesheeting u in scams atleast tees(30)!
Agar police and military hain aapke peeche
U should just ignore them aankh meeche
And agar zyaada hi bother karen for some reason
All u’ve gotta do is blame the opposition!
And if by any chance u drink sharaab
Then ur chances r very khaarab!’em,
And to keep the public under ur feet and make ’em shudder..
U must be involved in a couple of rapes and murder
Agar hawaala aur ghotala hain aapke saath
To fir kya kehna…best hai baat!
Ek jeb me revolver and ek me chhuri
To fir politics ki kaahe ki doori!
And if by any chance u’ve been to school…
For to politics jaao bilkul bhool!
U’ll be a poltician very respected and cool..
If from people u do hafta vasool!
Thru endless speech and jhoote vaade..
The public must not come to know about ur iraade!
Bus logoon ke aankhon me daalo choona
And take a Mercedes away instead of ur Loona
IAS and IPS ki transfer karo…
Paisa khaao jeb bharo!
Rise urself and let the country fall..
Khudh malamaal and desh kangaal!
What a guy really cherishes….
Bubbling with excitement and full of rage
Are the symptoms of any boy of my age
Not a single penny, not a pearl
All he longs for is his dreamgirl
How to propose her what to do
Should I give her a rose dipped in drops of dew
What if she flings it and leaves it in tatters
Then my heart into a thousand pieces would shatter
So how do I propose her what do I say?
Should I give her a card on Valentine’s day
If she accepts it into the seventh heaven I’d shoot?
But what if she kicks me in my butt with her boot?
So I should put my feelings for her in a letter
Because this sounds much more safe and better
But what if she tears it and throws it on my face
And shouts at me with words of disgrace
What would I do dig myself up in sand
When she runs behind me with a sandal in her hand!
Where would I go hide in whose lap
When the wall vibrates as a result of her slap!
Then how should propose her what should I do
I think I’ll go to her and say impromptu
“Darling I Love You!” and then cross my fingers
And hope that good memory of this moment would linger
Hope for the best and be ready for the worst
And expect to face an emotional outburst
Because your efforts could bear fruit….or go in vain
If you don’t succeed..you’ll find your aspirations going down the drain
But my friend, don’t let this shock make you insane
And remember these words “Try TRy and TRY again”
And ultimately this principle will come into effect
Practice Makes A Man Perfect!!!
Three hours in an Examination Hall
Exams they say is a method of accessing
The knowledge we students are acquiring
the fact that the exams are starting…
Is one that is emotionally torturing
It gives me shudders to think before the paper
That I’ll be in the hall an hour later
With all the possible stamina I went on preparing
For the day which was slowly but surely approaching
Finally the day did arrive and in the morning I saw a rainbow
Since it was inauspicious…I went to the college with a suspicious toe
Something was wrong I was feeling
So I did my usual checking
Although my anxiety kept on increasing
Yet I couldn’t see what I was missing
My state of mind was full of confusion
And on receiving the question paper I discovered the reason
Which was the cause of my agitation
Coz for the wrong paper I’d done my preparation!
The question paper before me was one of History
While I’d expected it to be of Chemistry
My eyes forgot to blink and my heart beat stopped
I froze there in a state of shock
My body burnt with waves of fears
And my eyes changed into a cloud of tears
Even though I’d studied earlier
But the feeling of not revising made me feel more and more miserable
The invigilator questioned me seeing my state of fear
I fell short of words so I recoursed to tears
I narrated to him my sad state
And all I could do was to curse my fate
I was told to write whatever I know
Or else submit the paper or go!
This warning brought me back to my senses and my tears did stop
I picked up my pen and started writing non-stop
When finally I reached the second-last question
I thanked God for not sending anymore complication
But as something else was bound to happened
So it could not be altered and it did happen
I felt as if the cosmos conspiracy
On me ofcourse was full of poignancy
For my partner pushed his hand just a little bit
And ink from his open ink bottle flew over my answer booklet
My partner said sorry and cleaned the table
To wipe the cobwebs off my sorrowful fable
Then he said ‘sorry’ and resumed his writing
And I was left dumbstruck and gaping
I was staring at my paper and for myself I felt sorry
At the same time I was thinking about the word ‘sorry’
I was thinking how coolly you could commit a blunder
And then by saying sorry you could surrender
Then the invigilator tapped my head to hurry
And I realized I was here for a paper and not to think about ‘sorry’
I took a new supplement sheet and started afresh
Because time was less and I was left in a mess
I started again and asked God
Is there more or is that all?
I got ten extra minutes for continuation
Because the invigilator was aware of my pathetic situation
And surprisingly this paper I did pass
And what’s more…I topped the class!
My first Love Story
When I met her for the first time her eyes casted a spell
And I got plunged into this disease from which u never get well
My gaze locked upon her and I was left transfixed..
I could feel the surge of adrenaline as with the blood it mixed
The atmosphere seemed to liven up and my heart seemed to race
Everything seemed to be full of joy just with a glimpse of her face
But when I met h er face to face, my vocal cords gave away
And I felt like a deer -- whom a lion was about to prey
I stood like an Idiot who every second would quiver and stagger
As though I was facing a bandit with dozens of guns and a dagger
I was mesmerized by her presence and stood like a dumb fool
And I felt myself sinking into an emotional pool
As time rolled by…the cobwebs seemed to clear
I gradually started to speak and away went the fear
Friendship seemed to prosper…nurtured by mutual talks
And I soon found her beside me on those long lake-side walks..
The seedling of friendship germinalted and to a tiny lil plant it did sprout
And various emotions sweeped me and came onto me in bouts
Though I felt like the bond between us was strengthening but to this I didn’t have a clue..
That as I was being swept was she being swept too?
I knew we both had lifted ourselves much higher than the friendship wall..
But I didn’t have the stamina to rise again if from this height I did fall
Torrented with various thoughts and warding off the sentiments flooding me
I called her to meet me in the evening for a cup of tea
To say her I memorized atleast a dozen lines
And wore my best suit and tried to look just fine
But my heart seemed to stop as she approached the table
And I just hoped that the whole thing was a fable…
I forgot all those lines that I had meticulously memorized
And one again I fell into the trap -- the magic of eyes
I mustered up all the courage I had and muttered three words at a go
And I don’t know what happened then…but she said something and started to go
For I was much more shocked myself, than she should have been
And before I could return to my senses she had left the scene
But after a couple of days she did call back
And I heaved a sigh of relief…I had not been sacked
And thus on that note our relationship began…
And since then despite its ups and downs…it has constantly ran!
My Dreamgirl
In the rose garden in the middle of the town
She rises out of the flowers in a silk gown
In the cool wind he silk gown flows
In the sunlight her fair skin glows
The fragnance of the flowers is nullified by her scent
She’s the one about whom I’ve always dreamt
And then with a twist she turns around
My eyes forget to blink and are left spell-bound
Flowers start to bloom when she smiles
As deep as the ocean are her blue eyes
She’s so gorgeous and yet so delicate
The charm of her face I’ve no words to state
She’s as fresh as the dawn and as light as a flower
When she speaks instead of words fall flowers
Her hair are black…as black as the night
Her body glistens like a jewel in daylight
Her skin is so soft and her features so sharp
That her skin would even glow in the dark
She’s so beautiful that the mirror is jealous to reveal her image to herself
And that even Snow-White would shy away with her seven elves
If one sees her he’d be perplexed by her beauty
And for her he’d do any sort of duty
Then she walks on the grass and looks so sweet
That each blade of grass would be glad to get crushed under her feet
Her lips are red as red as a rose
One would faint if she’d strike a pose
With her curled eyelashes and rosy dimpled cheeks
It looks like beauty at its best – at its peak
She has a rose in her hand and in her hair a curl…
Yes she’s no-one else but my dream girl
My Dreamland
I dream of a land….
Where the rich the poor, the white the black…all go hand in hand..
Where there’s no murder n no bloodshed
No massacres no people lying dead
Where there’ll be no war and only peace
Everyone will relax and set their minds at ease
Where there’ll be equality and no discrimination
The world will be one not divided into nations
Where peace humanity and liberty will be prime
People will love eachother there’ll be no crime
There will be no ruler and everyone shall get their rights
There will be no riots violence or people engaged in fights
There’ll be no pollution and no trees in despair
People will be able to breathe pure and fresh air
Where food shelter and clothing shall be abundantly available
And the Earth’s balance with nature shall remain stable
We all will be able to enjoy the luxuries of life in peace
Everyone will have the freedom to do whatever they please
There will be no child marriage, infanticide or abduction
Everything will be free and fair..no politics that is – no corruption
Where there’ll be no nuclear weapons and no arms race
And everyone will be content with a smile on their face
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This is an appeal to the common man to rise and accomplish this feat
Because this is not the time to retreat
So arise on Compatriots because only you
Only you are the ones who can make my dreams come true
