WAKE ME UP...
WHEN SEPTEMBER ENDS....

July is here!!

chikhal pani paaus....
nadi odha rasta...
raincoat chhatri jerkin...
July is here!!

It Will Pass

I found a zen short story which again supports the PHASES theory....interesting one!!


A student went to his meditation teacher and said, "My meditation is horrible! I feel so distracted, or my legs ache, or I'm constantly falling asleep. It's just horrible!"
"It will pass," the teacher said matter-of-factly.
A week later, the student came back to his teacher. "My meditation is wonderful! I feel so aware, so peaceful, so alive! It's just wonderful!'
"It will pass," the teacher replied matter-of-factly.

The Bad, The Worst and The Ugly

A bad day......at least when it started....then it turned a horrible shade of worst....and here we are at the end of the day....staring Ugly in my face....WHAT IS HE PLAYING AT????

TRAFFIC SIGNAL MODNARE DESHDROHI!!

Far rakta ukaltay vagre ashatla bhaag nahi....pan aaj ek manus yeun dhadakla mala...chuk tyachi hoti....signal tyani modla hota....ashi loka ka astat......tyamule mag machine la problem yeto...because of some unoiled useless parts....it is a puzzle.....why people are born with ZERO intelligence?....and they do not make any progress in their whole lives?

Ayushya Phases Madhe Asta!!!

Majha ek mitray....tyani tyachya natkamadhe he vakya lihilay........AYUSHYA HE PHASES MADHE ASTA....the truest truth i ve ever known....aplya ayushyache bhaag astat.....we live in parts.....there cannot be comparison in man and machine....man is a machine in himself.We say machines cant think...but human thought process is just the same....the same old mechanical relative substances....and the bad thing is that, being humans, we know that a phase will end....is there the excitement of life???Or are we not letting ourselves "BE"???What exactly is this....life and its phases.....

And then she came..

Part1
moonlit sky
outside my window
stars blink
curtains fly
rain flows
on and off
with the electricity
crickets scream
a drop falls
on my forehead
i lie down
try to sleep
it never comes
a bat burps
a cat slurps
a frog green
the dark blanket
stares at me
hands wide open
inviting
i do not go
grabbing
at my blanket
feeling cold
rain is heavy
buildings wet
and i sleep
thinking of her
.Part2
Summer heat
and
Yellow grass..
Settling down,
Night comes and stays still.....
Humidity
Sweat beads
and discomfort.
clock ticks....
still ticking,
never stops.
Mosquito whispers
in the ear....
SLEEP....
it says,
but i cant.
Wind swoops in....
cooling the sweat,
taking the mosquito
with it.
And then She comes...
Leaving me asleep....

Nostalgia!

I know this is quite personal....many of you wont understand a word of it.....but its close to my heart...

NOSTALGIA....
Open window,
Flying Mosquito,
Tea Cup marks
on the table...
chocolate wrapper
used cells
a dusty calculator....
only luka chuppi
in the
winamp playlist
and internet explorer
popping up
with ORKUT written on it...
friends sitting around,
bandaged leg,
injections in the OT,
bloody head...
bloody nose...
cramped leg.
golden activa,
the bluish grey door
with stone walls...home...
NO!!!!Not memories again!!!