The unknown

Fake did it seem,
The love so cold,
The pain so ruthless,
Meaner was you & Weaker was I.
For fake was you & real the Illusion.
The weaker I grew the stronger the Illusion.

Fear Undefined

For strange is me & stranger this world.

Suddenly I found myself in a midst of a dramatic scene happening on board our very own "Delhi-metro".Nothing of the discomforting Romeo & Juliet scene actually shook me,it was something more graver & weird.Rather something that I don't usually feel a part of.Seeing rather some strange activity taking place between two smart equally handsome fella companions...d stereotypes of seeing men dressed in pure black-pathani suit struck me...not that i am a racist, in fact I am someone who'll be least bothered by it.What was rather worth noting was the kind of gestures exchanged between the men.A very spooky feeling hit me making me sweat till d very end...I started questioning metro security,the metal detectors,something unusual was unfolding.All I prayed was my security,like all selfish beasts on this planet do..What a relief I sighed when I stepped out of this tube...The lights suddenly went dim & all the walky talkies spoke of it...

The darkness of the whole situation move me still....Life's worth living for & not dying of bullets n bombs it made me feel....

Why MBA?

A haunting question that pounce on me like a "jealous CAT" everytime I appear for my management interview!!The replies underneath is what my heart speaks while the mind prefers being diplomatic.......*wink* *wink*

Interviewer:OK miss rai, y an mba?
Ans:Do you Know Mr how much a 2bhk or a small car costs in today's world??Jolly an amt which following ur dreams wouldn't fetch you in decades!!

Interviewer:Y MBA after political Science?
Ans:Hullo that's the career option I have chosen 4 myself.Haven't you heard "freedom of speech & expression,freedom to profess your work without influence"...ooops!U haven't read Pol.Sc,what a loser!!

Interviewer:Y do u choose this college?
Ans:Ha-Ha-Ha for three obvious reasons:-1)either I did not score well or 2)Ur' s was d only option available or 3)I skipped d deadlines 4 d forms of far better institutes than urs.That's my loss but your Gain!

Interviewer:I believe you r very self-centric!
Ans:R'nt YOU?You sitting right infront of me,pouncing on me with questions & being judgemental about me?If boasting of the goodness in me is being self-centric then perhaps YES I AM nerd!!Winner stands alone...m sure the title did not make sense to you (:P)

I take a break.Have kind of shared everything here.M sure many of you will agree to this...

Emotional Atyachaar

What a sudden emotional outburst is this?
Is it just a passing phase or is it here to stay?
Why do you moist yourself OH! my eyes?
Is it a speck of dirt or just over secretion?
Are you so blinded not to see the reality?
Or is it what you want to see?
Why are you so full of emotions at this troubled hour?
Haven't you read the stronger you portray the better you are?
The world see's me through you..
Why do you portray such a dejected you?
Stop dreaming my eye..coz it's not what is true!
The real is infront of you yet you ignore!
Open up my dear eye else you will be blinded forever..
This world is not what you always want it to be seen..
It's treachery that is above us all..
The drops that you shed are real to me..
But just a deception to someone you love!
Let there be no more emotions trickling by..
Coz generally you do not have takers to hold them back..
Stop it this day my eyes..
I command thee..else i break-down!!

ODE:Closer to Reality

Everytime I passed through those empty corridors,the chair so chained in your loving presence...I feel a sense of emptiness.Afterall it was the first time I encountered reality that every life has a dead-end!You were so part of me that not seeing you around one day was a thought that never passed by.Your love & kindness that kept us all united suddenly would loosen up I did not realize.But it all happened this fatal day.A day of sadness that engulfed us all.We realized we were once again united in agony & pain that you left us as a reminance of your character.I know now that you are closer to God & looking upon us from the sky above.

The grave that so embraces you,is covered with mud.As is in the Bible-"What is born of the earth shall merge with earthone day" salvation is what you have got.You left us with bitter messages of 'love that binds us,pain that holds us & remembrance that holds us firm in your name"

The legacy of you we shall all uphold.I remember you today Grandpa coz I remember the pain I felt when I realized you weren't around.In loving memory of you I write an ode.Your love will I ever carry,your thoughts i'll forever bear...coz that was when i encountered the reality that life has a dead-end.......

Miss u dada...

A Strange little feeling

Yes! i have a strange little feeling that changes every split second.A feeling that has tickled my soul,left to console,no where to hide yet so bright..m restless,confused,thinking about what i should not,waiting for things that have far passed,counting on those that no longer are important,lost in d midst of an illusion,a strange feeling indeed it is!The lubb n dubb have an all new song to sing,its rhythmic yet not in tune..gives me a wierd feeling all together.The mind quite not in place,wondering,thinking,disillusioned,a question mark (?) it bears.Neither sadness nor happiness has engulfed me...m sure..a strange little feeling it is for sure!I want to rest,give a chance or simply say "u" missed it,how to move ahead perhaps i do not know.What's all d more confusing is to find wat's d confusion all about??A question mark indeed it is?On evaluation everythin on life's list seems pretty smooth n going..yet watz bothering me i do not know...It's a strange little feeling I am sure!

Is blogging a sudden reaction to sadness?

A lot many of us would rather join the league to the quoted words above.Unlike many happy bloggers,i assume i am the ones who touch the keypads only if the mind is to block or when the eyes is so full of tears for the world to see...For most of us...u'll agree blogging is a sudden outburst of reactions to the untimely actions happening around us.I mean i prefer writing when i m down & out...fetching some solace in the words that come flowing....i wish i could write more on social issues but my life itself has so much to offer that i feel a society within mysely!!there's a little of the society in me... in part if not in totality....
happiness perhaps is too overwhelming to be expressed in words or maybe it shuts all ur doors to think & rationalize.on d contrary sadness opens up d mind to understanding & reasoning.So what should be given more weightage?sadness that starts a conversation or happiness that is the end of all things!
What i conclude is that blogging is inspired by sadness where every single word has feelings & emotions to express...not that happiness has no part to play...its a goal to reach happiness :)