the upbringing

ours is a home of four
chaos and fun ceiling to floor
pretty mom and fun dad
bro and sis totally mad
went to schools best of all
saw the scenes big and small
learnt the lessons from language to love
and laughed our way from the scene above
college came and went past quick
the best we were recruiter's pick
life couldnt be better at twenty two
so soon so much has past flew
much has changed since I dunno
but I ve gone ahead with the flow
there aint a day I dont say thanks
to the ones who filled the blanks!!!!!!!!


A totally silly dedication to my wonderful parents and brother. I ve seen friends, relationships,teachers,bosses, come and go.......they all make up various dimensions of my multi dimensional self.I ve learnt from all and gone past all. I ve sometimes stepped aside and looked back,,,,sometimes selfishly moved ahead,,,when I ve lookback it means I still cared about them,,,,when I dont it means I give a shit......but whats never to change is the friendship i cherish with my folks and brother. I really respect the freedom me and arvind ve been brought up with. Its something no other shild would get! just like what daddy says and continues to dole out in huge measures day in day out. People could take a lesson on women's lib from my folks who practise it without even realising it.

weakened woes

friday fever rises high
weekends here with a sigh
seven o clock much awaited
five day tension satiated
saturday comes eargerly
day goes past meagerly
afternoon beer at b n b
was the only highlight it seems to me
i go past events in a daze
all i do is just laze
anticipate his presence each hour
the worst is all that seems so sure
the day has come and gone past soon
its been horrid sun to moon
i hit the sack with the best to take
a plesantly rythmic throbbing headache!!!!


...........tribute to a fucked up saturday and to a more fucked up weekend. I hate wasted weekends!!!!

broken dates

clothes tossed and pressed
for the anxious to be dressed
eyes defined lips fuller
somehow the mood just gets duller
check myself again
smile myself for the worry to feign
phone rings
heart sings
ears perk
sick feeling lurks
reluctantly listen
some cheer is missin
this beaten path once more i tread
to hear what the whole day i dread
the date is broken
with the tears a token
i sit by the window
pace to and fro
the decorations fall
with the dreaded call
i toss on bed
going over whats said
finally sets in relief
mind turns a new leaf
i sleep myself to tomorrow
after tonights date sorrow




The discomfort i experience everytime we fuck up plans and tomorrow's new years eve plan. I am dreading staying back home. This is something I am very superstitious about.

corporate madness

timezones talk
damn the body clock
caffiene breaks
always more to take
inbetween rendezvous
gossip madness in the loo
seeking a pathbreaking hunch
threw listless lunch
a deadline to meet
u wanna put up ure feet
insecurity ure worst friend
leaves u at wits end!!!!


its not always so bad......i love corporate life and working under pressure. even if its this way most of the time

Vacation Bliss

Fifteen days fun and frolic
for the well deserving workaholic
sleep,food,and exersise
life has been such a surprise
december breeze and arbid rain
jogging thru dusty lanes
placid ocean pink sun
day doesnt begin day aint done


lame attempts at capturing my state of mind....blissful

Will start posting soon......

This is my third attempt at blogging....the first two aborted because they turned out to be sickeningly depressing sentimental trash or root canal in a heatwavish frustration.....