Poems… sigh!

The woods the lovely dark and deep

But I have promises to keep…

I have never really been a fan of poems. For some reason I could never understand poems and how poets went about finding rhyming words. When I tried it, I could never get something to write. It was so pathetic. This made me feel that poems are more calculations and mechanical than spontaneous – which for me failed the entire concept of a poem. Wasn’t it supposed to just flow out. Well, looking at it from a more sane angle, I am just dumb witted and cant judge poems because I am too mechanical. I do however admire prose… simple and straight forward one… the ones that are found in short stories in school books. Loved reading them!

I still can’t deny that I am fascinated how poems are able to influence people and worse they remember lines from poems they have read through their lives. I don’t think I remember any. Except of course the two lines I have jotted right above. Probably the reason for this is that these two lines are somehow found in every blog page, book, article or essay. Or probably because these two lines takes me back to some places I have loved… the woods, the trees, the thrill of dark…

I think for a change I would not mind saluting Robert Frost. I don’t know what he meant when he wrote those lines. There were tremendous meaning added to them by critics later. For me it just reminded me of lovely places I have seen… plain and simple. Funny things poems are… I have never really been a fan of poems as you see!

If you are still trying to figure out what I meant to convey…don’t bother. I never try doing that either. Just enjoy the moment… like the poet did while writing it.

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Peace from Mad!

The birds chip outside my door

The woods are green and nights are cold...

I dream of running away there…

Where I find peace not gore!

The last weekend was great. And I think I need to thank my friend Dale Bhagwagar for that. He decided that inviting me to his place was not going to help. He decided to kidnap me… and was I glad!

Away from Mumbai’s crowded he stays in the cool Madh Island in cooler colony. And I tell you the greenery and the calm was a treat! Plus the breeze from the nearby sea-side… you don’t get such a treat in Mumbai…

Posting some photographs that I clicked on the phone… I bet you would like them if you are too cringing about the Mumbai heat. Being from a region which is green and where you find more trees and hills per square miles, I at least like them!

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Where's the trust... ?

Zindegi kaisi yeh paheli hai... Kabhi yeh hasaye usually yeh rulaye...

But then how often do you turn around a start biting other people for such things. Well this is
precisely what the so called 'fake IPL player' seems to be doing. Not really appreciable. Really makes me feel like shooting him, because of the shocking display of lack of sportsman spirit and of course murder of trust. However I must admit I do marvel at his humour. Never knew such dull people could carry such wit in them.

Having said that, I think the world would be a disastrous place if we have everyone creating such meaning to freedom of speech. Imagine me bitching because you dont leave comments on my blog after reading it. Or lets say you start leaking about your bedroom details... Blasphemy!

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Love I suppose!

Kehna hi kya yeh noyon ek anjaan se mila... Chalne lage mohabbat ke jaise yeh silsila. Life is indeed strange.

Some times you think you have it all figured and right then you realis picture abhi hai mere dost. I am forever in such mode and joints. Whatte fun!

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Na jaane kyu!

Ankhon mein thodi nami si hai

Aaj phir aapki kami si hai

Phir akeli yeh raatein hai

wohi dard khamosi ki hai..

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Middle class dream… shoe shoe!

There I was sitting at the Reebok showroom. Victor was with me, helping me out with the selection. Selecting a show has always taken a lot of time. I don’t know… maybe I am picky. But then I never had any good shoes to boast of in my entire lifespan. Or let’s say good brand… The best I had managed was a Campus.

But this was different experience. Victor, my friend, knew very well why it so. Because it was a dream and a desire!

A middle class person does not always get brands to wear. Neither did I. Not that I was an absolute brand freak. Rather I was not even bothered much. All I knew about shopping clothes was that my mom would get call me home to ask what my waste or show size was and she would get me a trouser or shoe. That’s how I filled up whatever little of a wardrobe I had. It was actually a mini closet… where I kept all my clothes in home. They use it to keep pillows now! That should give you an idea how fashion conscious a person I was. Things did change to some extent when I went to Bangalore to study. Some extent… as there too it was my sister who would usually get me some clothes and my usual shopping was still done in Guwahati during my yearly breaks.

However, in between all these shopping expeditions, I had grown a fancy for two things – shoes and watches. I loved them… and wanted to have the best of them… or at least good looking ones. Watches were not much of a problem. I used to buy cheap but trendy one in traveling in trains back home. And hence I always had some good looking stuff around my wrists. The desire for a show however stayed unfulfilled. And from this was the wish to grow up and start earning as fast as possible. Money was supposed to fulfill my most important demands – chocolates, ice creams, watches and shoes!

And the first salary literally went up in chocolates and ice creams. Good shoes were however still out of reach… they are expensive and now I needed to sustain myself on own money. Worse… expenses suddenly seemed to have multiplied. Wonder what changed! And strangest of all, as time change and along with it my expenses, there was a drastic change in one of my desires… I have not worn a watch for two years now!

Getting back to the present… so there I was shooting sitting at the stool… and then getting up… checking shoes! Victor was with me, helping me out with the selection. He was one of the people who had insisted, along some others that I should switch to a better shoe. And the Reebok 40 per cent flat waiver offer was too tempting to resist. So I had decided… let’s just do it! After much deliberation I did settle for a shoe. It cost me Rs 1900 after the discount. Whoa… that’s the most expensive thing I have ever bought.

So there it was, lying in my room and safely packed in its box… my first pair of Reebok. And there it lay for three more weeks. Till I started hearing friend shouting at me even in dreams for not using it the way it is supposed to be. Yeah did wear it. My first pair of Reebok shoes… blue in colour… and whatever these expensive shoes are like.

My friends were happy… but I swear I was happiest. A middle class childhood dream come true.

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Tester... mobile blogging!

Okay... This is just a tester. I am trying to blog from my mobile. I am excited without a doubt. Blogging has been something i like doing. But lack of time has killed my page. If this works out i will be back on top. The looks can changed later but at least i can post while travelling... Yippie. So much to tell. Get ready to read much more. Good night! :-)

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