Apne Jab Jaltey Hain...

Just wrote this. Thought to share it on the blog as I always do :)

apne jab jaltey hain, aankhon ke saamne,

chita pe letey, aag ke lapeton mein, 

pighalte, dheere dheere mitti mein miltey hain,

chotey-chotey bachchon ko,

wahaan se duur le jaaya jaata hai,

taaki woh jaan na sake,

aur apno ko mitti mein miltey,

dekh na sake...

nanhe munne bacchey wo log,

unhe kya pata yeh sab?

unki zindagi, ghar ki chaukhat,

sakhi-saheli, chhotey-chhotey dost,

bageeche mein phool ki pankhudi todkar,

eent ko ghis ghis kar usme paani mila kar,

titliyon ko pakadne ki chakkar mein,

subah-shaam socha kartey hain...

school hain unki khel ki maidan,

jaatey hain wahaan apno ke haath pakadkar

wahaan padhtey hain, kheltey hain,

naachtey hain, gaatey hain,

kabhi kabhi choti moti ladaai karke,

kabhi kabhi daudtey hue gir jaatey hain,

aur ghutna chhil jaati hai,

rotey rotey ghar waapas aa jaatey hai,

wahi apno ke haath pakadkar.

ghar aakar, dettol lagaakar, 

khaana khaake chup-chap so jaatey hain,

phir dusre din, apno ke haath pakadkar,

hanstey-kudtey school chaley jaatey hain.

phir kabhi apno ke saath scooter mein baithkar,

bazaar ghoomne chaley jaatey hain,

khoob saari mithaiyaan khaakar, 

chupchap ghar chaley aatey hain,

yehi jindagi hai, unn nanhe munno ki,

issime khush, isime mast rehtey hain...

woh kya samjhe jab wahi apne chita mein lete,

pighal kar mitti mein miltey hain,

woh kya samjhe ki wahi apne bahut duur chaley gaye hain,

unhe kya pata ki unki zindagi badal gayi hai,

shayad kal unhe akele school jana padey,

shayad parso unhe akele ghaao mein dettol lagaani padey.

If English Premier League were a Classroom !!

If English Premier League were a Classroom !!

1. Manchester United: An intelligent kid who also happens to be politician's son. Examiners/Teachers, scared of his papa, never fail him. If he fails, the examiner loses his job, and him and papa go telling the world it was all examiners' fault.
2. Chelsea: Poor kid adopted by a rich father who at times gifts him some expensive, but outdated toys which he doesn't want. He manages to pass the exams with good marks, but papa still thinks he could have performed more better. Result: Change the tutor every goddamn year!
3. Liverpool: Dull Kid, an average guy who was brilliant when he was in nursery and Class 1. Brags it to everybody and says, "I have got history!". Fails in most of the exams, yet parents say, he's improving year by year. 
4. Arsenal: Hardworking kid, always said to have a great future, but nobody knows when the future will come. Solves questions brilliantly in class but succumbs to the pressure of annual exams. Miserly parents...no money to register him in a 'gain-your-confidence' course.
5. Manchester City: Richest Daddy of all !! Has all the shiniest pens, pencils and guide books. Was neglecting studies before but realized his worth and started studying seriously lately. Results are positive !!
6. Tottenham Hotspur: Better than average kid at studies. Rather than patting itself in its back on performing well, it always prefers to rot in jealousy of other well performing students (all those listed above). Jealousy may likely kill it someday. Be happy of yourself kid, work on yourself, don't look at others.
7. Everton: Nice lad! Comes from a family of limited means but performs better than many. Needs to be polished a little bit more.

Note: School's Principal is Manchester United's daddy's younger brother. Don't agree? Read on David Gill's association with FA !!

Blue is the Colour, what else matters?

The recent "Its blue, what else matters?" ad by adidas for launch of Chelsea 2013-14 kit is truly an awesome innovation in the field of kits-advertising. It emphasizes the importance of the colour 'blue' that we Chelsea fans associate with and also the colour 'blue' that has become synonymous to Chelsea in the footballing world even when there are hundreds of other teams around the world wearing blue jerseys... Blue belongs to Chelsea and Blue will always be the colour when football will be the game!

The 'Its blue, what else matters' ad

The ad also challenges the very important latin phrase of "caveat emptor", which means "let the buyer beware", as adidas is challenging loyalists to pre-order the kit without even seeing the design... Adidas' brand name and quality of its products being kept aside, such a campaign has a high chance of being misunderstood as, 'prove your loyalty. whatever we feed you, eat.' However, it also re-inforces the fact that football is all about blind loyalty mixed with a lot of passion... We take whatever our club gives us, coz the club is us !!

We have our full faith on adidas. Bring on the kit !! Its blue after all !! 

Game on 2013-14 !!

*P.S.: This article is one of my entries to a Chelsea fan site www.chelsea.vitalfootball.co.uk 

Life's a blog after all

Its one year since I wrote my last post. I had completely forgotten that I had a blog, even though I had one. It was there always, but never in my conscience. Sometimes, I used to visit it and promised myself to write something, the very next day, out of my brains and memory...

That's what life is. Its always there, infront of our own eyes, we just never care to notice it. By chance, we think of it, we promise ourselves to live 'that' life kingsize, but the very next day, either we would have forgotten about it or the 'Mr. Lazy' in us would have presented a strong case of postponing the 'living-life-king-size' decision...

As time passes by and we keep postponing all, we become old and realise we din't give proper justice to the blog which could have been a good one...Isn't it similar for life?

So, dear guys, I may be the laziest of the lazy asses around and I can't promise myself, but for your own sake, stop postponing, if you can, although I know, you can't :P

Write on, live on !! Life's a blog after all !! People will read it and comment on it someday, and you sure will want to hear good stuff from them about you, your life, your blog !!

Life's a blog after all

Those empty, voiceless silent screams

 life calls...
where is life?
i look around and find nothing
just walls, objects and
empty space between me and them...
empty spaces...
harmless, but still empty,
and when something is empty
it evokes an emptyness
sheer nothingness !!

life never calls.
its the nothingness
the subdued emotions
that has no voice at all
but screams at times
those screams are dangerous
coz they are voiceless...
nobody else hears them,
only you hear your own silent screams...
empty, voiceless silent screams :)

Koramangala's sucking Hibiscus !!

I live in Koramangala, a beautiful locality in the south-eastern region of Bangalore. Laden with beautiful tree lined boulevards and marvelous architectural buildings, no points to those who guess why it is one of the most happening places of the city. It is also home to corporate such as Siemens, Wipro, JP Morgan, NDS and many more. Amidst a paradise like landscape, there flows a waste water sewage which collects probably all the good materials of the city and flows into some place quite unknown to me. It releases a fragrance which is quite indescribable in any single word of any available dictionary. On the banks of that drain, there stands an apartment, quite beautiful in terms of architecture and quite costly too. The emotional builders of that apartment named it ‘Hibiscus’ which also happens to be a flower that releases a nice fragrance, quite different from that of the drain. Now, whenever I pass through that building, the scent of the drain fills all my body and soul making me walk as faster as I can. At that point of time, I can do nothing but hurl silent and choicest abuses at the builders of that apartment, failing to understand the rationale behind the name. Recently, I also came to know that Amitabh Bachchan is also planning to construct a star hotel along the banks of that drain and I wonder what the name would be! Will it be Rose International? Will it be Jasmine Residency or will it be Tulip Resorts, only time can say!!

Now, that you're gone...

You were there, always infront of my eyes
now you're gone
my heart was a special place for you,
now you're gone
it's all empty now, there's no love left
which was before, full of it
has become a dark lifeless place
now, that you're gone...

I didn't know why, I never shed a tear,
sad I was, for sure, aghast at myself
saw myself in cross-roads that seemed
to lead nowhere, nowhere at all,
but it wasn't the time to repent
for the heart that kept you so long there
'cause it would have meant nothing,
now that you're gone...

now, i have no opinions, about you,
never tried to have it on anybody
since then, now that you're gone...
this heart is not so adamant,
to think of a possibility, that you can be,
it has accepted, very silently,
you'll never come back, you're gone...
Goodbye!!
Once upon a time who used to be my dear,
Goodbye!! Its time to walk on...
Time to walk on....