DARK BLUE MOON DAY

AS DARK AS THE BLUE MOON DAY,

DIVERSIFIED PATH WITH NO WAY,

LONGING TO SEE A RAY OF HOPE,

GROOPING ALONG TRYING TO COPE,

WHERE TO GO, WHERE NOT TO GO!!

AS DARK AS THE BLUE MOON DAY,

HOPING TO SEE A THIN LINE OF RAY,

THE SHOOTING , PIERCING PAIN,

TRYING TO OVERPOWER IN VAIN,

WHETHER TO FORGET OR NOT!!!

AS DARK AS THE BLUE MOON DAY,

TRIUMPHANT WE STAND TOGETHER,

WITHIN US THE ELEXIR OF LIFE FOREVER,

TO LAST TODAY, TOMORROW & TIMES TO COME,

FOR THIS IS OUR HOME!!!

ESSENCE OF FRIENDS

A Friend in need is a freind indeed!!! I don't know how apt this quote may be????

Friends they say are an essential part of life... They'll be through ya thick and thin... Well is it???

I'm not too sure... May be for some lucky ones....

Soemtimes its nice to stay without friends....You will know youself really well...Mind you, only at times...

Well, I found my bestest freind recently.....Guess....I found it in my brother....

He was there all along and I was hunting crazily for a true pal...

Thank God!!!! He heard it faster than me and dropped a 6 feet 2 inches in my life....

But no complaints... Im more than happy....He was nearer than expected....

This bro of mine, I can goto him anytime and I can pour my heart out to him...

Thanks for being a part of my life...

P.S.: I am sure you will read it.. Just want to say THANKS BROEY....

PASS A' PASS

Here I come again.....With a WHOLE NEW EXPERIENCE......

I usually travel by Volvo each morning to work. I barely manage the 8:30 A:M bus and that is the Volvo - My saviour in the mornings!!!!

As usual today I got into the bus. I have this usual seat in the bus where I sit everyday... But some days I don't get my seat and today was one of those days...I sighed with utter disappointment and sat in a different seat. Pulled out my book that I was reading and started again... I get lost when I'm with a BOOK ( Read my previous blogs to know my love for BOOKS..)

Two stops later, I saw these two guys get into the bus. Not the usual ones though... Well, who cares!! Loads of gus get in and they were also one among them.. I went back into my boook...

I realized shortly that these two turkeys sat behind me and they were conversing in Bengali atthe top of their voices...(For those of you who don't know, my mum is brought up in KOLKATTA, but I don't speak a word of it....)

I heard some 'so - called' music first and I realised its this BONG singing...Man.. That was absurd...

Then after a few more minutes, I realized he is striking a conversation with himself as though I'm involved.. It was really funny.. I mean i have seen it in movies, but experiencing was different...It was actually cute to hear... You had to be there, you would have laughed your guts out!! Man it ws unique....

REEL LIFE to REAL LIFE experience in a VOLVO...Howzz it???

BISCUIT OR SHORT - CIRCUIT

This may seem something really close to Me. Yes, it has to... Read on to know what, I'm for sure most of you will agree with them then...

By now I'm sure you all know my colleague 'R'. ( For those who don't know, please read my BLOGS carefully, you'll know her..) Here comes another Joint Venture of ours....

The other day R had gone to another office of ours for a project meeting. I was waiting impatiently for her to come back... (She sits next to me in my cubicle & if she is away, my jaws ache a lot having to keep my mouth shut....).
R as all of you know talks as much as I do ( I'm sure that is excessive....). She came back around 5:45 P:M. Glad I was to the core...Atlast, my jaws will open up...We usually leave office at 6:00 P:M together... She apparently had a whole bunch of tales for me during our journey back home. We got into the bus and she started off....She also speaks in a high pitch like me. I was listening to her tales intently and giving my inputs here & there.... All of a sudden I realized my stomach is grumbling & I remembered that she had biscuits... Not wanting to disrupt her thought flow, I whispered biscuits... She stopped talking all of a sudden...There was total silence... She started looking around... Man, I was baffled.... Couldn't figure out why that wonderful gossip came to such an abrupt end.... The expression on her face had already changed.... What had happened?????

I asked her why she stopped.. (Curiosity kills you see, especially half way around...) She asked me who is there in the bus??? I said no one....

Here comes the heights of mis - hearing.....I had WHISPERED biscuits and she thought I said someone from office is in the bus and had stopped.....

(Usually when we gossip in office, we show facial expressions so that the other person understand and stops.....It so happened that in the bus while asking ofr biscuits I made those misleading expressions for the poor gurl to stop....)

What a hearty laugh I had seeing my friend's face freeze.....Mind you, she is an ace when it come to facial expressions....)

Beware next time you gossip.....

LIGHT OF HER LIFE

THE LIGHT SEEMED TO FADE AWAY,

ONLY A MERE LINE WAS SEEN,

SHE WOULD BE LEFT ALL ALONE,

LOVE OF HER LIFE WAS GONE,

TO BE OR NOT TO BE......

ALL THOSE BEAUTIFUL TIMES LEFT BEHIND,

THE MESMERIZING MEMORIES TO DWELL ALONG,

TEARS WERE GUSHING OUT,

BUT NO HANDS TO WIPE THEM,

TO BE OR NOT TO BE........

THE REASON TO REJOICE SEEMED MEEK,

ALL HER THOUGHTS GRIEF STRICKEN & WEEK,

SHE LET GO HER CHARM & JOY,

ALL AROUND HER WAS PLAIN & COY,

TO BE OR NOT TO BE.......

HER LAUGHTER WAS LIKE THE TINGLING BELLS,

TALKS LIKE THE CLATTERING OF SHELLS,

TODAY, SHE SITS ON THE VERY GROUND,

WITH NO LOVE TO BE BOUND,

TO BE OR NOT TO BE.....

SWAY ALONG

This blog of mine dates back to my Junior School Days.

English classes were a pure delight. I used to love them. At school, apparently we used to have POETRY RECITATION. Learning those poems by- heart used to be an amazing task. I used to wait for them eagerly. My Maa'm had to get impressed, that was my motto then.

Different poems, Solitude Reaper is the only title I can remember. But poets, Keats, Wordsworth are the few I can name.

Each Friday we used to have Recitation classes in the morning. My maa'm used to call out names in the attendance order. I used to be somewhere in between. Thanks to my parents for naming me with an alphabet that starts with "P". When my turn used to come, I used to walk upto my maa'm and start. But, I had this very unique way of reciting poems. Guess what was unique????

I used to sway like a pendulum when I used to recite poems. Yes you bet, sway to and fro. Oscillation types....

Well, why would I do that?? I had a very kiddish way of feeling that if i recited my poems swaying along then I would never miss a line. So be it, I never used to skip a line.....

My swaying alas was limited only till Junior school.....

Junior School days, junior thoughts.... Young mind of mine had this very nascent notion....Well, may be someone should give it a try.....

FOR A CHANGE

WELL, WELL, WELL,.........

This may seem something uninteresting to most of you, but i will still go ahead and post it.

This blog I'm filling in is something that is very dear to me....hence the apt title.....

The TEN most priceless possessions of mine are,

1. My BOOKS --> ARE AN ADDICTION

2. My JEWELRY --> I AM CRAZY ABOUT

3. My SKETCHES --> ARE WORTH THE EFFORTS

4. My POEMS --> IDEAS I LOVE PENNING DOWN

5. My WATCHES --> TIMELESS BEAUTIES

6. My PAINTINGS --> COLORFUL

7. My STATIONARY --> VAST COLLECTION

8. My BAGS & PURSES --> TOO MANY

9. My NAILS --> AN ADDED BEAUTY

10. My CLOTHES --> WARDROBE FLOODED

This may sound absurd right????? That's ME. I just love the above things.

For a change something different this time......

GOING AWAY

I feel its just a moment ago that I bumped back into you at my aunt's house. Though our re-union happened after a shortttttttttttttttttttttt gap. (Pun Intended).
Anyways we spoke casually for a while & I asked him if he were in Orkut. He said yes and that was it. I came to office the next day and there I see a friend's request from my brother. Man , ain't I glad to have such a prompt bro. Indeed I am really gald.
Then I sent him a forwarded mail. He messaged his cell no. and from then there was no looking back. Both us would message each other non-stop. Chat the entire day. It felt brilliant to have found back a bro like this. Days just flew by and the time spent was awesome. We have managed to pull a prank too on my pals. (I'm sure my bro knows what I'm refering to....). Our Raksha Bandhan celebration at CCD.
Soon it was time for him to fly back...

P.S: Bro I'm sure you will read this. This is just to say I have spent an awesome time with you. Will be waiting to catch up again when you come back "BROEY"!!!

NO WAY

She stopped by & bent,
For a tiny piece of paper leapt,
She knew not whether to open or not,
The breeze was blowing hot,
But the wretched thing beckoning her....

Arousing within, her unquenched curiosity,
Unmatched heart beat velocity,
Yet, she wanted to open it,
Mustered her courage mightly,
But she was still all faulty.....

Blank faced stare awaited the pick,
Was it a tick????
She knew not the flick,
For went those quick blank blinks,
She knew neither to read nor write......

MARCH ON

Pick it up & walk along,
Neaver let go off your closed fists,
You never know what you'll lose,
For it may serve a purposse along,
Pick it up & move on!!!

Pick it up & move on,
Quicken you pace to reach out,
For there will be who'll want,
It is your only chance,
Pick it up & walk along!!!