random series 2

pating attention in the class...Am I??
Yet again the jazz plays on my mind. Reminiscences of last night's bit and pieces..the enchanting voice of James Blunt..."You're beautiful"...and the sexy curvish voice of Presley. I slept at 2 30 am yesterday...pretty early for a nocturnal breed like me. Are you enlarging your eyes at the words "nocturnal" or "breed" :)
Perceptions...
Sorry dude!! I got no clue of what you yacking about! I got no fucking idea about what "goal setting","benchmarking" or "recruitment"means....
My straight cut funda of getting work doneis "DO the work moron or get your ass kicked!!" Thats what i have been doing when i need those rascals to work for me !! (Am really mean ) ;)
Someones trying hard yet again to crash into the walls of my mind. Prisoner!!! No fucking holiday for the past 3 weeks!!
JAMMED!! CRASHED!! CRACKED!!
You think its gonna stick on to the saturated layer of my mind?? Evaporation : A sexy process desigened by God :)
Don Mclean playing on my mind ...starry starry nights..lovely classics they made those days...who cares ?? How many people here know who William Blake was or if John Denver ever
ever sang Annie's Song...or what metaphysical means!! Have they heard of Beowulf or may be the wrath-haunting possesive freaky poetry by Robert Browning. Avalanche of unassembles freaky thoughts.
What are yu rambling about dude??? BOSS!!!! :P
Back to square one..enought diversions for as minimum of 15 mins...still 45 minutes for me to be free...independant not yet!!

blank....

No deeds to count, no words to talk
No place to run, no roads to walk
Where does it end, you wouldnt know when it began
Falling short of time and efforts, how much you can...
No tunes to humm, no fashion to flaunt
No sarcasm to teach you, no jeer, no taunt
You still wonder where does it end?
A voice from deep within says it would all depend!
No tears to fall, no smiles to cheer
No laughter in in air..no damn..no fear
Wondering yet again where does it all end ?
The fret, the pain, in what is your life spent??

"Young Man"

What does thou stare at young man
The art that beautifies the wall
or the heart that over heard the call

What does thou think about young man
The way that changed your life
The day you choose to strife

What does thine dream consist of young man
Do they have a base so strong
The might to be proven wrong

Whom does thine eyes search for young man
The eyes that rested on you
Or the figure that distorted your view

What does thou heart linger for young man
The beat, the rhythm, the jazz of your soul
To finish you or to complete your whole

Young man, thine talks are strange
Thine everlasting shine shall not change
When does thou rest,
What does thy hold
Ready to melt young man...
Art thou ready to mould??

Through the gaps of the falling curtains, my mind escapes to the green lush peeping from behind. Far beyond when the people around me are concerned about the nationality of Kannes and Adam Smith and the theories they preached...I am way out of their touch.
"The Kant principals is known as ...????" WHO CARES???
I wish to run to lands where where these people are unheard of (my class is no diff..no ones heard of them). Sounds like a fairytale...nah!!!!!!
Ahem Ahem Descriptive theory...describe what dude!!!
"Tell me one example of absolute...." errrr I beg your pardon ....did u say.....?? Blank....Boom...Kant.....(curse you mom)...Morality....and me the immoral or the immortal one ??
Khatri breaks the chain of unanswered questions, we gain a point...a round of questions again ????
"What utilitarism??" (did i even spell that correct?)...
Whats ... errrrr.... i forgot again!!
Do i know whats going on ?? Back home dad once said " Betu padhai karna and acche marks lana" (study hard and gain good marks). Right here the devil rules my egoism (ahh another kants coined term)...Claps!! Enlightened egoism..new terms..wow!! I talk about ethics, being ethical..non ethical..oops i meant unethical.
Someones trying real real hard to enter the walls of my mind.
Bang..bang..boom...bamm!!
"Business activites...Consequntalist...Non consequentialist...."
OOuch its Priya now ...Prakash next...yikes!! Me..no ways !!
"Kanchi what you busy with...???"
"Umm sir notes..."
"Fine"
"The three maxims of..................."??(oops i forgot again)

"Two types of justice" - Leave the class or let me runnnn.....
Rude... thats the way i am ..dude!!
The right answer is distributive and procedural...
I observe him trying hard to convince a bunch of idiots like me..." every action of mine is .........." (did i forget again !!)
huh!! huh!! aarrrgggghhhhhhh!!
ahh!! did he say feminism theory vs masculine thoery?? My ears up....
Differences.!! Did someone just say sex?? Yikes !! Dude get a life!!
Survival is it ?? Understanding??? Susatainability Development ?? Phewww..tough words to swallow...leave apart digesting them :)
Now where did deforestation come into picture???? ARrrrrrGGGHHHH!!!
SUMIT SHUUTTTT UPPPP!!!
Now whose messaging me...idea!!!!
HUH!!
man is independant...women interdependant....aha !! is it ???
suckss!! sucks!!
Claps again!! game Over!!
Back to slides....
Case Studies...
Khatri shot again... ;)
Saturation level accomplishes!!
Over and OUT

Mirage

Two ways

Right or wrong;

In deepest thougts

For how long?

Two faces

Black or white
Two phases
Mourn or fight!

Two truths

Death and life;
Two delusions
Survive or strife!

Two emotions
Love and hate

Two worries,
Fall a prey or create a bait~

Two emblems
Faith and destiny...
Helping to survive the
Throngs between you and me!

Two extremes...

Joy and pain

That leads to what called

Success and vain!

Life twinfolds itself
Into various such phases...
The human heart and mind
Races and races

At the fingertips of what

Called the peak of "mirage"

moksha

they say.."i dont know much and me"


i am lost in the deserts of time..
i know not where i go
does it lead me to my doom
or does it lead to my home
where do the prayers locked on my lips flow
where do they fall and pray
locked in as if for centuries something me looks for "moksha.."
am i a cheat bot
or do i represent the truth of eternity
just as i said...
they said "i dont know much and me

"Happy Kiki To You"

Its just another birthday..yeah yeah you might be thinking this chick is crazy. Instead of studying HRM (the exam that i have today am busy posting a blog on this stupid blogspot of mine.) Urge!! As u call it...
Just recived a call from dad...he dint call at night (probably thinking his little devil would be fast asleep by 12!!!). But then you see hes "dad" and they always know things better than you. As a kid i had a million questions as to "why did he stay away from home for months (I later realised he was a merchant navy captain!!)", "why he would take me along for his trips abroad","why couldnt he stay back home like other dads" or "why the dolphin was bigger than any other fish i saw". :)
Yes that was me at 6!!
The very few first words that i learnt to speak were "darwajja band" (the door is closed) and "pappa gaya" (daddy's gone) {infact i now remember my mom telling me my first word was "papa"}. As a kid i remember crying each time dad left for his long trips (i literally held his photo to my chest!! TOO filmy i know!! But that was me at 7). I have a vague rememberance of me at the age of 4(i was cute and heavy!!) dad holding me on his shoulders and walking the Great Wall Of China (I 'm not kidding!! I have really been there!! :))... He still thinks i was the best baby :)
Each time dad took me and mom (the best!!) for a new trip my first question would be "Hum Singapore jaa rahe hain naa?? (We are going to singapore arnt we)..and with that cross curved smile he would patiently say "yes" (trust me even if we were heading towards taiwan or ne where) and i would be content tat wow its another trip to the bliss of chocolates and lotta goodies!! :)....The ships used to be vast, huge and my dads cabin the BEST (hes a captain duh!!). I remember fighting with him when he had to go for his night duties (yeah thats a hefty job i must say) and crying out to sleep with mom who consoled me dads gone to sail the ship and all the other fantastic cooked up stories about "Sindband the Sailor" (trust me i was a big fan of Alif Laila....if anyone remembers it at all ).
Dad finally succumbed to all my assembled tears and decided to call it quits when i was 11!! And then came the phase when i would be hovered with questions like "why isnt he going back ??", "no more goodies from abroad??" "No more trips to singapore(my fav destination till date!!)" and then the realization "DADS STAYING HOME WITH ME" :)... At 22 today niether he or me regretted this decision of his. Hes the closest person to my heart today and the best thing about him he has never changed in these two decades of my life...(did i mention jes become a little fat ??) Today morning it was a conversation of just 10 seconds as he wished me on my birthday as hes been doing for the ;ast so many years (yeah yeah am aging!!!).
It wasnt a "Happy Birthday to you"... for him it will always be his 4 years old daughter trying to imitate him "Happy Kiki to you Betu"