Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Sunday, February 26, 2006

i like work, it fascinates me. I can sit and look at it for hours.

Jerome K Jerome

J 4 Gay

happy fake anniversary he said!

Saturday, February 25, 2006

Summertime

Summertime and the livin’s easy,
Fish are jumpin’, and the cotton is high.
Oh yo’ daddy’s rich and yo’ ma is good lookin’,
So hush, little baby, don’ yo’ cry.

One of these mornin’s you goin’ to rise un singin’,
Then you’ll spread yo’ wings an’ you’ll take the sky.
But till that mornin’, there’s a-nothin’ can harm you
With daddy and mammy standin’ by.

Summertime: famous song

lovely day...
I'm going for a walk.
poeple are out there
doing all they can
and i do all that i cant
is this ok?

Friday, February 24, 2006

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

555

Number of people who have seen my profile till today.

Monday, February 20, 2006

link to sou's blog

..squeek..: What have you been recently?
tired of reading tags on blogs?
reading depressing posts at my blog?
reading crappy poetry... at almost every blog?
reading what Gita/Sazanne/Jack/John/Dick did at 11:34:09 and then at 12:45:10?

The room filled with wine bottles and flowers

Broken coloured glass in the glass jars

Pin wheels and a dead guitar

A flute, and a red star

I call it my place.

Hoping to get some space

In the city that does efface

And leaves no grace.

In a while, I make it my place

As I push my face

Out of the chase

And just laze

In my space

This I call my home.

Mumma , I'm Home!

Home
A place you want to come back to.
A place where you feel comfortable
A place you can call yours.
What if you have no place?
No home.
You may have two but not even one.

What if it’s a place where you feel like
Your neck is being twisted till you can be aborted?
What if you don’t even have as much space
That the neighbour’s dog has.
Space
You cant breathe here
All you can do is sit next to that computer
And keep typing like its listening to you
At least it pretends to be listening to you,
Occasionally it commands you and you like that.

There is a big window right where you sit,
But its just like another reminder
Telling you about the better place outside
And look, where you sit…
Next to that computer screen.
You know you can be doing so many other things,
Need to study, need to read, need to sleep,
But all you can do is sit at the computer screen.

All the big ambitions you carry
In that little mind of yours…

How far will you go?
Not beyond the computer screen.
The computer screen the tunnel
That u try to push yourself into
To come out at Canada?
In Dixieland?
Try harder, may be you can.

Sunday, February 19, 2006

one question

this one is for all the people who have finished graduating,
or studying and have just got a job.
I just want to know
if there is a place for you at your job,
do u find yourself satisfied in some small way
at this place, in this job.
job, here could mean anything, part time, sweeping,
watching others work, etc .
This is a survey sort of thing for a post to come...
So please leave your response.

Saturday, February 18, 2006

2 mins maggi noodles

what can we fight for?
is there a new way we can see
for our world to be?
there were movements,
and changes,
there was a way
that these men saw,
wore flowers,
asked for peace,
fought for the what
they pleased,
but all we do
is sit and whine,
some just sip wine and dine...

we point with
the stems of our rosy glasses
and sigh "Oh! these masses!"

But do we think enough to see
another reality?
and place for you and me
to be happy?

simple thoughts like these
are lost in compositions magnifiques

pretty we make our movies to be
headed somewhere, are we?

Friday, February 17, 2006

J, Arent you going to write EXPERIMENTA 2006?



Summer has brought many a lovely things for me
Experimenta is here
Anyone in Bombay till this sunday
should go to Russian Cultural Centre
and watch this film festival.
I have had this privilege
since the last 2 years.
Here is a link to the schedule,
Filter India .

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Le Poète est semblable au prince des nuées
Qui hante la tempête et se rit de l'archer ;
Exilé sur le sol au milieu des huées,
Ses ailes de géant l'empêchent de marcher.

change

tomorrow a year ago.

SMS

Sugar coated tamarind tickle,
Little girl's rare popsicle,
Granny's yummy prawn pickle,
Don't think I'm fickle,
You write, I'll just giggle.

Monday, February 13, 2006

V V day


valentines day isnt for lovers
to be happy
its for people who dont have love
to be miserable.
when u have love
every morning the sun shines

tomorrow is valentines day

but you know i dont feel all that bad
i have so many memories
ill write them down with chalk on the road
may be you'll walk over them
may be you'll hear me sing
may be you will hear those things

more than words
this day brings

well... its just another day isn't it?

To J for Gay


I trusted him more than you
but what wrong did you do?
i smile as i think of you
i walked your way today too
as the warm wind blew
i think of the smoke you threw
at my face while the sun grew

the window
where we sat
me and you
looked at the sun
with my eyes
like the window does
today too

that guitar does still lie
where it did when
we played "i spy"

i think of your black trousers
and i smile
i think of your shoes
and i smile
i feel a year erased from my life
i feel S never lied
i feel he hid the colour from my eye
i think of you
and again i smile

i dont offer anything new
there look a bird flew
ill skip that rue?
no, no more i do

i walked today
the way
we marked
that yellow day
may be in may

ill meet you some way
and ill say you are gay
hee hee
how u hated that, J

J for gay

Sunday, February 12, 2006

Tragedy

Report:
One little girl is lost in the Land of the Chuppies
needs to be found and brought back to the Land of Guppies
a.s.a.p
hee hee
could you please aid me?
Salman Rush thee

Hurry!!

Last 2 Days for the shaadi pictures on my blog!
They will disappear after 2 days
yes, you are right 2 days !!
so all the people who want to see them
and havent seen them yet
see them quick!
Tuesday all the pics will be gone
by the magic of the Pink Cycle Fish.

Saturday, February 11, 2006

people

I dream and wish for a place
where there are people who are real.
where there is a simplicity
that surrounds all.
where no one ever feels alone,
lonely.
they can be on their own
when they want to.
where people feel they have someone for them.
someone they have to care about,
someone they want to care about
where they have people they can meet
without setting appointments with them
where people have friends
where people understand and care to understand
some people at least not all
and not always.
I wish there was a world where people care.
I wish they could hug each other without
getting wierd about it.
they could cuddle up and share a book
read it till they fell asleep,
spoke till
they were tired.
where people smiled
where people glowed
where that phone call wasnt important
where that meeting could be cancelled.
a world where people could be happy
with people.

i had such a world
i lost it
i look for that world in everyone of you

Thursday, February 09, 2006

Hug me

I will marry a man who promises me one hug a day,
i am so hug sick!