Night-venture

Twas 1230 am 
Out of nowhere I develop hunger pangs...
I get up search around ... I find nothing but a knorr soup ... I boil the stuff in it... Then I smell rain... I rush onto the balcony with the bowl and see the thundering sky...I try to put my head out and try to get wet. Then suddenly make note of time and then there goose bumps ... In this extremely awesome weather I quickly gulp a spoonful of really hot soup-
result : desquamatising of stratified non keratinised squamous epithelium : in short zabaan jal gayi
this very BECHAYN soul gets bed in order to find some peace... Thunder followed by powercut.

Enjoy and let enjoy!

Say cheese

Fuel hunt

Hey sultry people
Thank for lending your precious time in reading the stuff below in this sultry climate .
So topic for today... Where the heck did I find this? Personal experience I'd say.

It was midnight and we bid goodnight to our dear ones to head to our place . No sooner did the car move 5 meters of distance than it went into passive , unresponsive mode. My cousins had almost hit the sac as normal people do. I'd to rush inside to ask for some fuel . Then the vehicle moved for another 100 meters smoothly. Suddenly , a halt , the car had ingested the petrol more like a toddler swallows candies when his mum is away. In this sultry weather , (I agree it was night time)
But then , it was way too humid. I called my cousin to get me another liter of petrol.

It took him around 10 minutes to get to the point where we were stranded. Meanwhile , we had got an interesting pass time . Taunt! Whom? The driver . Why? Obviously for procrastination of such a simple yet essential job, refilling the fuel . He resisted saying there was no petrol at the petrol pump.
This got me was too furious because it was the 4th time that he had done this act of procrastination.
Once we got struck up on highway. Anyways, back to the story. My cousin was here. Refilled the fuel. Meanwhile I saw a shadow very weird in shape heading towards us . I gasped for a second then realized it was a Bajaj scooter ( no longer manufactured) with two people riding . I got back to the scene where my car was pathetically immobile. My poor cousin tried pushing it ( as it happens only in India) to a distance but failed utterly. Later emptied the remaining fuel of his own bike into ten ever petrol thirsty car. Pushed it little further and brummmmm,.... My car got moving...

Then what did I find on the way .
I felt the breeze which was vivacious
I in no second felt like the weather was gracious
It was no summer but a winter morning
Neither chill nor warm but rejuvenating
Neither refreshing nor tiring but comforting

Every lane and bylane the car moved
I could see rats in the alley
The rats had 4 limbs
Moved in groups
Spoke human languages
Rode bikes similar to human beings
But chose to stand out of  their houses
Which normal humans don't do
Rats do it
When everybody else is asleep they choose
To stay out, play , enjoy , eat , scream.
So I thought the metaphor rat would be like a feather in the cap for those nocturnal beings.

Now my mom fears me turning into a rat ... Oops... Nocturnal I mean ...so I better pack up.
Till then...
keep smiling
Byeee!

holiday mania

millions of thoughts

zillions of ideas

thousands of plans

hundreds of determinations

tens of days

one thing I do every day... 

the same monotonous lazy life I lead ...

Hello readers

Life is back to monotony .

 Eat , type , breath , shit and sleep... 

Yawning is a muscular and stressful job in holidays. 

Turning to the other side of the bed leaves you sweating profusely. 

A call from a friend becomes your lifeline. 

On the junk and the leftovers you'll rely. 

This is the holiday mania.

Your plan for a morning jog,

You'll end up sleeping way more like a dog.

Your plan for a late night movie?

You'll probably end up playing your video games.

Your plan for meeting your favorite cousin?

You'll be satisfied with a formal online chat .

Your plan about cleaning up your home?

Your place now looks clean , Ain't it ?

Holiday mania isnt it ?

growing up

GROWING UP!
“If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I'll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up! Not me!” 
― J.M. Barrie
“Dear God," she prayed, "let me be something every minute of every hour of my life. Let me be gay; let me be sad. Let me be cold; let me be warm. Let me be hungry...have too much to eat. Let me be ragged or well dressed. Let me be sincere - be deceitful. Let me be truthful; let me be a liar. Let me be honorable and let me sin. Only let me be something every blessed minute. And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.” 
― Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
“Maturity is a bitter disappointment for which no remedy exists, unless laughter could be said to remedy anything.” 
― Kurt Vonnegut
“When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.” 
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind.

I need not explain this further

Into the sea

Enjoy and let enjoy!

Self Obsession

Hey! Just hold on! What makes you so conclusive ? This is not about any of my obsession ... Its the OTHER view .
Self obsession is no new word today. People say ,It's the same as narcissism, when you have an excessive interest and admiration for yourself. It's so much that it shuts out everyone else. It's when you're selfish or that no one else is important as you, to you. It's when you're conceited or full of yourself. When you're constantly worried about yourself--only yourself.

Furthermore: To not concern ones-self with other peoples thoughts,feelings.

Well, Ain't this amazing ? I mean we live in an era were you can trust nobody . You may be emotionally attached to a handful of people though . But you know , mankind is synonymous to deceit . Its that except for a handful of people namely your well wishers nobody is actually pleased with the way you progress .People appreciate your retrogressive metamorphosis rather than your budding phase of life.So , once you stop bothering what people would talk about ... Hey ! CONGRATULATIONS! Towards your first step towards broad mindedness . But this gets grey shades when you don't look back and see the amount of change you have been through . 

Self- centered , smugness, ego, Narcissism.

Woah! we live in democracy ,who the hell is careless about their own personality development ? Everybody wants to look best , think better and do good . Once a person gets a lil extra with these qualities , he is called narcissist , smug , self centered . I personally believe that everybody is equally self centered . There are only a handful of people who go beyond the extent of just thinking about it and talk about it . Then THE OXFORD DICTIONARY adds up another word to its already existing innumerable pages ... Narcissist , Self obsessed .

 treat your own interests and concerns as more significant than other people's.

You ought to do this , Shouldn't you ? Everybody has their own 24 hours . So each one should bother about their own 24*7 count . So once you seriously begin to think about yourself . You do no harm to others as well . It simply leaves people astonished . You harm/hurt others when you plan to board two buses at a time . That is try to please people by praising / working for your own good . Why the hell would I bother listening to somebody's autobiography if it has no materialistic or entertainment value ? Think about it ... Untl then

Live laugh and enjoy !

Identity crisis

Helloes !

Identity - which differentiates people .
It has become more like attention deficit epidemic going on with the race this season .
The reason may be that 1 % of the people are FAMOUS /NOTORIOUS in some aspect of the life that makes them known to people around. But the rest 99% ? They are like aaa...miss a oops b .

 

Being Single

HELLO!
This is to let you all know that…
Being single is so free,
So lovely,
and
So lucky…
.. that it has its own charm!
Do not rush in to getting married..
.. or even committed.
Even if folks and peers ask you,
Just tell them,
 Everything has its own charm ...
You can't always smile when you are paired up or in a relationship.
Every lust has its own expiry date.
you c
Don't give up a thing just because you are bored up or lonely , the world and life has millions of things to engage you ...
Talk , read , blog , dance , counsel , go crafting , designing ... or just listen ?
Their are millions who just want people to listen to me, but its speak n speak n tell era...
Boredom and loneliness is only when you are jobless, out of something materialistic.
P.S. no break up or makeup story , just an opinion.
ENJOY SINGLEDOM!
Regards
have a nice day

Diverting idleness and addictions

Diverting addiction

What does addiction mean ? It means being abnormally dependent on something that's psychologically or physically a habit forming.

It's an abnormal craving for something. That something is often taken to be an opioid drug ( narcotics) etc . And the plight of an addict ? GAWD! Beggar like I'd say. Sarcasm aside. It's often thought to be closely resembling to that of an alcoholic , I.e laying down on roadside unconscious , craving for drugs like a dry throated person craves for a drop of water etc . All this perception is because of cinema , how cinema portrays such things . Dawdling gait , blurring of vision , emanciated body etc. 

I never happened to see an addict though.

The word means abnormal craving for things. Well I have got abnormal craving to check my Facebook profile as long as I am on my PC. i think of my statuses while traveling , my comments in conversations etc . This made my colleagues call me an ADDICT ! I get crazy when I don't get to see my profile for a day.

Diversion#1

Earlier the diversion was only when I was either away to my college or a picnic or a get together . That was to the maximum a dozen hours , then? Then I got back to check my notifications. So later I found another past time I.e. blogging . The response to blogging was also great . Earlier i forced my friends to read it , they reluctantly did but to my surprise appreciated my effort . So that kept me going , but my Facebook life hardly had any decline . 

Diversion #2

The second diversion was reading novels . It was like loosing yourself totally into a magical word . The book I had begun this was nancy drew , then men are from Venus women are from mars , the Arabian nights (all 3 volumes) and last was sense and sensibility. I had also read a book on financing ,how to become a millionaire ? 

I loved the Arabian nights and the book helped me refresh all the fairy tales I heard as a kid. Nancy drew <3 ! This is what I can tell you guys about it . MAFV,WAFM was also a good book about psychiatry , HTBAM was a book more like monopoly but I got bored half way through , may be because I am more of a literary person. But soon lost interest.

Diversion #3 

The best stress buster on can have. Kills all your addictions. But my mom soon kicked me out of the kitchen , mainly because of the all hyper cholesterol food I was preparing .

Diversion #4

Music! Initially I enjoyed it . Later I developed pain in my ear . I still enjoy music but I think that's another addiction in itself. So , limited access.

Diversion#5

I hated , hate and will be hating this . This the most boring thing one can ever do! Cleaning stuff! I slept halfway through .

Somebody once said the easiest addiction to give up or stop is smoking , because I stopped smoking thousand times

I totally sympathise with the chronic smokers. It's so damn difficult to leave things you are so addicted to !!!

Well that's all for now ! 

Take care 

Diversion and division only can control your addictions.

Idleness and its psychiatry

I keep trying different things rather than making myself well off in a single thing. So this time I thought to try out a little psychiatry .

Idle , the word is often misinterpreted as one who is jobless. It's partly true but it actually means the one who is silly or throne who lacks the sense of responsibility.

I am often termed as idle and I sanguinely accept the title. 

According to me idleness can be classified into 3 degrees

1' - One who gets silly sometimes , or gets tired easily. People who get tired easily call themselves fragile but I 'd better call them idle , it may sound satirical yet true.

2'- One who mostly acts silly. And rarely agrees to take up a responsibility because he thinks he is not responsible enough . Such kind of people are the ones who often turn out to be laughing stock for the people of sarcasm . They end up taking up no job to avoid their ego being hurt.

3'-One who is always silly. Never agrees to take up a responsibility .This is mostly seen in old age groups mainly because of the tedious life they spend looking after their families . The other reason being they want the youth to sharpen their skills by means of rigorous experiences and the same amount of time the older ones had spend in their youth. The last reason may be the person is too busy , ill or handicapped to take up another job.

I think I belong to the second category. I won't be explaining anything further in this regard.

Teenagers nowadays are often called idle by their senior counterparts . The senior population I believe thinks that it took them 3 hours to study 3 units but their juniors read it in a span of 1.5 hours of time . They think its out of their interest in other stuffs which makes them wind up things early and not reading properly . 

In contrast the younger generation takes things way more practically. With the time lapse , the upcoming youth are turning more like a techiepedia who understand things way to early and forget them earlier due to their increased dependency on gadgets. Thus they are more tuned to gadgets than the humans around. Lack of practical social activity results in the older generation calling them idle because they don't complete their other activities either sports or other household duties on time or never learn them at all.

Ok people... This is what I have got afresh this week. Take care . Have a good time !

Being Rheotoric

Heylo people! kem cho?
Well this post is really very different from the posts till now .. Simple and confession wala post!

Often its seen that the people who try being different and unique often stumble a lil and end up copying things.And the originality is lost in the hassle crowd . There are enough confusions in the world and thus its practically impossible to dole out your lost origin in the kill throat stampede .

Personal history : 

 

So did something of similar sort occurred to me. Since the age of 9 , I had a hobby of dominating others by using sophisticated words , stolen from the conversation from the oldies or our very own dictionary. But as I grew older , there was no such thing prevailing. Since my 15th birthday , days after which my language teacher had given me an assignment stating that she would prefer one with better vocabulary. The lazy hobby now was high on heels and I dug out words as much as I could . And she liked it as well.Then this turned into an obsession in the later quarter of my high school.

Signs and symptoms :

 I wrote blogs with more Euphemism and verbiage . As I had a theory in mind that better words can yeild better attention . So I kept dictionary by my side, and added an additional tab with thesaurus in my computer .I went on and on writing poetry , experiments , experiences with the best of the vocabulary . Soon , I got more and more satirical with the language power I had attained .
Treatment :

In my case , the treatment was not required . The disorder healed all by itself and got to normal . Things can't stand long merely on the foundation of extravagance and loose pillars. Similarly you can't entertain people merely by showing off your skills , get a concept , represent it well .Then you would be a writer.I happened to read an old post of mine , the vocabulary was so fantastic but I could hardly yeild anything out of the post mainly because I had forgotten what they actually meant, and referring the dictionary for every alternate word was a tedious job.

Unanswered part :

Shakespear who has had zillions of fans and readers, how did he get it ? I mean there were many other novels who had better novels with simpler text rather than the typical " Thy , thou , brethren , beseech " etc
May be because he was a man who had each of his finger in dipped in a totally different pie. Fame not only highlights your strength but also your hobbies as epics which don't actually deserve the title.

Now I guess enough of humbleness and negativity for today.
Take care
have a good time.
Be different.
Not a showpiece!
Have your talent
exploit it yourself before others do !
Good Bye !

Creepy poetry

My freaky head wakes me at night 

And expects me to sit n rhyme

I said there is nothing freAky left out to think

It got me a word before i could wink

3am one word poem was an awful idea

I retorted saying that i am not yet a certified chemist to present you a drug for ur vomit n diarrhoea 

I agreed for a change 

Outpatient was the word of rage

Then i started the senseless poetry 

with outpatient in my memory

Like a dual faced missionary  

the patient at doctors door 

getting himself mad enough to roar

Both were pathetically conditioned souls

Given the same name yet a different role

 claims  enough capital 

 Abusing each other which seemed to be very lethal

Tranquil mind

Enjoy and let enjoy!
Haha! This is surely going to be the headline of most of the posts from now on !

In the first year of my graduation , I was more apprehensive , apparently a female who could believe any nasty cooked up story from any female , most of them even though came out to be true.

But as I passed on my first year ,
a gushing dose of adrenaline got into my soul ,
It was only one ghissa pita dialogue moving in my head
It's now or never !
And I found it to be true, instead of joining the gossiping clique I resolved to be more insane , loud , dominating yet bewildered character .

To my surprise , I found myself being noticed in every corner of the college .

 In fact I got booked for a crime ( exaggerated ) which was just a speck in the name of it.
I slowly changed the sense of my fashion , and girls stared ( I tell u , even boys don't stare at u that way ) at me like witches with a broomstick ready to cast their spell and turn me into a stinky rat or  *^%%. !!!
Well ! So , enough of this .. Then the faculty in my campus ! Woohoo! I was being noticed by them as well... I quaked answers and PJ's like duck quacks non sense much to my friends disgust ...

One fine day , My conscious wished me ... Happy realisation day !

Well after some much of glitz and gloom! I got back to my room. Got more weirder yet groomed . Decent and well spoken dude. But the world , bad bad world you know , they never let you be the way you are , you are either elevated or depressed . Depression is not my cup of tea / coffee/ Pepsi. I believe in optimism , elation and splendour ! I do bother about what people think, but after the mild transformation followed by retrogressive transformation , the magnitude of botheration about what people think has reduced . Leaving me more decisive and productive!


So basically if there is a change , it's for the best !

Girl life -Banana life!

Enjoy and let enjoy!
Usually , the caption above turns outto to be the footer of my blog ... But this time there is al lil change in the concept because there is lil change in the topic discussed !

Hmm... This time I was left wondering about feminism ... The way it's exaggerated the way it's over rated . The under estimation it faces , the low gaze it faces...
So all in all its more like a topic not totally understood
Again, no philosophy intended ...
But I was left with thoughts of what people actually thing about a women

Male point of view
Banana I 'd say!

Waits for it to grow up ,
Are tender to it when it's hard, pamper it make it harder
As it grows it itself turns tender , attractive , not innocent always ...
There are many merchants in line to get hold of it
As far as its in a bunch it's safe
But if it falls down then its into all pests

Then the attractive tender bunches move by caravans to the market and are sold at best of their price...
Then the buyers again are of different types
Ones who value it , eat it ( the same way )

Some preserve it , prickles( you see )
Some leave it unprotected ( leaving it to insects , herbivores)
Some owe it to god ( fate as above)

As the leftover ones age , they develop spots ...
Some are used for generation of new ones
While some out of envy pass on the spots to the rest
While some are left to rot with foul smell and decay !

I hope you get the comparison what I m trying to make up here...

Thank you
And as for the usual bottom line I'd say

   Get the best out of the time when you have got it..
   Don't try to save it
   You get nothing out of it
    Use it
    It's more like flowing stream of water ,
     It's gonna flush out
     even if you don't use up the water
     And end up in the same lake with filthy stuff

  When you are in your youth get the best out of it !
Zindagi na milegi dobara!

Result Aftermath

Mwahahaah! * Evil Grin *

A fortnight back more than my results , the thing I was bothered about was ...My attitude.Not towards the people or society but towards my colleagues...Well it was no wonder when things turned up in the way they usually turn out to be..But I didnt want to do it..But all the results were in my hand...THE ENTIRE MARK SHEET was in my gadget , and I was the one informing people their marks.

At a point of time my sibling even quoted that * You are busy with your friends . Share some joy with your family too... *  . But I was high on heels about the attention I got from people who never ever bothered to call me.

I had an intuition that I was on the way being prance , materialistic and ill mannered personality... But this world bad bad world with grey green people like me , never lets me get to down to earth mode!

Complexion stigma

HEYLO!
Yesterday , my mum was speaking about an infant who had dusky complexion about an year ago . But now sparks with a fair complexion! She found it really ironic... I told her , that her mommy dearest has  tonnes of home remedies which she conceals in addition to the skin enlightening creams she uses over her toddler ...My mum was kind of surprised but didnot totally digest the fact that long usage of such products does actually enhance your complexion.
We live in an era were your beauty is graded first with your complexion , then your sense organs last but not the least your stature. Oh come on! nature and ardor are far off thing to have an impression over a person. Then is the voice and bla bla I 'll not start a beauty blog right away but these are the facts!

The pale wants to get paler. 

Lad wants to turn into a valor.

Dusky wants to get whiter!

Situation ripe for idealising whiteness as the height of beauty. 

I know this is not the fact with all but yes this is the case with lumpsome of the people.I being a fondation buff too ...I happened to read on an article by Yahoo! over skin enlightment and following are some of the major aspects it was based on...

•  Vaseline producing a particularly offensive “skin lightening” Facebook app to accompany their product launch in 2010.  

The Vaseline app beckons Indian users to download their profile picture and drag a line across their face that digitally transforms their dark looks to a dramatically lighter visage.

• several companies have taken the obsession with fair skin to a new level, releasing products that lighten not just the users face, but their armpits and genital areas.

 Hardly a moment can be spent watching TV before a Bollywood star pops on screen sharing their transformation from dusky to milky-white  !

• What’s next? Eyeball bleaching? Selling genetic alteration tools so parents can determine their children’s skin tone before birth?
•   in India, where skin whitening creams outsell Coca-Cola, the demand is high. 

Where has this obsession with fairness originated?

due to ancient scriptures, epics, or folk tales. The good character is always portrayed as being fair in complexion, suggesting that the fair are fair dealing and the dark complexioned has evil intentions.
British rule, where being white meant you were a ruler and being brown meant you were the ruled.

Why skin creams are harmful ?

Even more problematic than the society-wide desire for fair skin are the fair skin creams themselves, which cause skin cancer, liver, and kidney damage.

There are two main chemicals found in most skin lightening products – hydroquinone or mercury, both extremely toxic. 

• Hydroquinone is a powerful chemical used in photo processing and the manufacture of rubber. 
• Mercury in the form of mercury chloride is carcinogenic and appears on a list of toxic substances that can only be purchased via pharmacies with prescribed labels.

Both of these chemicals prevent the production of melanin, initially making the user appear lighter. 

In the long term, however, these chemicals actually react with ultra violet rays and lead to more pigmentation and premature ageing. Typically, when this happens, the user applies more skin lightening cream, creating a vicious cycle.

Police ! Police !Where is the law ? 

Here you go ...

You must be wondering: how are these creams legal? They wouldn’t be sold in India if they were that harmful, right?

Well in some countries, they aren’t legal. Certain skin-lightening products containing hydroquinone are already banned for sale in the European Union, Australia, and Japan. The United States Food and Drug Administration (FDA) have put forth a proposal to ban the over-the-counter sale of such products. Many countries are taking steps to ban “over the counter” lightening products, making a prescription (and dermatologist approval a pre-requisite).

I loave my India !!! There is no such rule!

Hawww !!! What do you do now ???

Tadaaa! 

Keep in mind that it’s not possible to safely lighten your skin completely and that advertisements and TV shows (and also those Bollywood stars) do not present realistic results from usage of whitening cream. 

If you still feel the need to buy skin creams, check out this article that has the best information on the types of creams to buy.

Bear THIS in mind . . .

It’s important to understand that different regions of India will produce a diversity of skin types and colouring. What is presented as the ideal of beauty, white skin and light eyes, can be attained in the short-term by using these lightening creams. But over a long-term they will be severely detrimental.

India, as a culture, must also look inwardly to redefine what is beautiful. A majority of those walking around on the street don’t look like the models on television. Unlike bodyweight or hair colour, there is not a healthy way to lighten skin (at least not to the degree expressed in commercials). The pressure from society, family members, and even the matrimonial section in the newspapers, is directly contributing to an obsession with light skin that has persisted for centuries.

Question time !!!

So ask yourself: Is lighter skin really worth my health?

Enjoy and let enjoy!

Joblessness

Hey people !
Before I begin my thing I thought to give an oxford definition for what actually employment means in economic terms and other related terns like voluntary and involuntary employment .But post recession , everybody has an idea about terms as standard as inflation which were thought to be greek and latin few years back.

The other day I happened to turn my blogger and look at the stats and what I found?
The maximum views where from India  and USA ! USA? gave the max views. My sibling came from nowhere and poked head into the pc and was like , are americans so jobless or studious?
The questions remains the same !
Enjoy and let enjoy!

Alexander - The conqueror

Hello people!
This vacation is kind of different to me because I scourged myself with tasks I don't usually do like cooking , cleaning , reading novels etc ...

So on one such blue moon day I happened to read the book on Alexander the great by Jacob Abott . Before I comment over Alexander's character , I 'd like to say something about the writer himself... Well this is also a side of the coin and MY opinion which hardly matters  :P As a kid I was amazed to see his conquests over a map in my history book . He was my ultimate hero and the conquest he made in such a brief time was remarkable for a twenty odd personality...

The writer I felt was partial , in spite of his efforts to stay neutral he stumbled at every nook and corner and portrayed Alexander as a grey character of the novel. But at the conclusive part I felt he was just.

Tigers do not spring upon their prey with greater ferocity than man springs, under such circumstances, to the perpetration of every possible cruelty upon his fellow man.

As it was a barbarian age , or the age of conquerors where the conquest was made only by the man power rather than mind power. I found him reasonable and just in matters of violence .Being a teenager he had the ambition of ruling or I'd say conquering the world which every other prince has .But his father's death and the circumstances then made him the king of macedonia and his dashing , impetuous yet cool behavior made him swipe the asia minor and persia.

Guilt makes men afraid. It not only increases the power of real dangers, but predisposes the mind to all sorts of imaginary fears...-Jacob Abott , writer on pretext : Some astrologers predicted that he would die in Babylon and asked him to avoid the place. He didin't and died in less than one year.

The thing I observed was that the conquest was rapid only under the guardianship of Parmenio ,his military official and until the ruler was not an alcoholic.Soon after which he turned haughty , boisterous and died after few years.His death came as a joy to some and fury to the others .

All things apart he was an ambitious teenager who changed the history with his indomitable courage , impetuous scorn .

Enjoy and let enjoy!

Cold feet

HAHAHA! Thande pair!
To be honest ... In this nocturnal insomnian era of my life I was busy reading stories and synopsis of various movies and found these words recurring. A bride runs away from her wedding, a student fails to present his idea and well lets not get into more synopsis now...
And now its my turn I belief ... The common factor from the examples above is that am a female student ;) ..
So! Getting back to the MUDDA !  I'd better present it in the form of poetry ( Look , the blogger is a poet too :P )








Twas a midnight on the city
Not a contact was online
I was active on fb quietly
But remained offline all night

I could not have a sound sleep
Since a thought went flickering deep
Will I score enough this leap ?
Did the examiner have enough meal ?
Will scoring marks be such an easy deal ?

Will my human nature get enough with the score
or the human greed ask me for more ?
Will the female head look out for others
Or will a philosopher head thank god for whatever is bestowed ?

Will comparison play the remaining dice
Or will I be a good girl happy with the slice ?

 .... Cold feet ...blurred thoughts ....confused me :D