Our tongues stained pink with the sweetness of childhoods past,
young dreams that played in the sun
and came home with grimy faces and broken knees.

Sweat stinging their lips salty and shiny eyes
Oh the childhood of sweetness past.

Staining dreams gone old.
the pink of sweetness past
in the pink of sweetness spent.

PS: missing my childhood and remembering my old friends of St. Michael's...
PPS: Happy friendship day to my beloved friends who were there in my entire thick and thins.

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"Sometimes I think, how good it would have been if we were always two strangers to each other!But sometimes, few things have to happen, or how would people get memories otherwise!"

When we think life's good, all's well, kinda perfect; we have ignored that deep drown tears of loneliness in our hearts; and we are learning to kinda adjust in all sort of circumstances; then we meet that someone whom we always needed the most... a friend, our Best Friend!

I donno what thunderstorms life was showing to me. I was just looking for a good reason to stay. Then like a shooting star, you came. I had only started to admire your sparkle, but why did you disappear? I was in no hurry, then why were you?

Why were you always so quick in everything and I wasn't? You happened so sudden, and I didn't believe anything. I opened my eyes and saw the glitters. Something had changed. Yeah, the gloomy night had changed!

I was completely lost in the beauty of that moment. I was loving every single thing around me; dancing, singing, lost in the love with myself all over again; and then.. a sudden thuddd and I had to wake up from my dream... 

There was no light, no sparkle, no star.. 

Oh! You were just a shooting star

Its time to get back to my closet!

I will wait till the night is over.. with your memories..

The life of our friendship can't be so less. I hope you'll come back soon. And this time as the bright shining sun, to stay with me.. Forever!

I'm waiting...

dedicated to my ever best friend Mausam Bharti...

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It’s tough to plan things. Mostly because if I plan its certain that it will get jinxed. 18th February 2010…the most memorable day of my life and even more memorable was the journey which I did on that day by shantinekatan express. My plan on that day was to meet with……and she was on time at the selected venue but as usual I was late by half an hour or more. Again it was the network problem that suffused me with a tension of finding her among the folks. Thanks to her height and the gaudy dress. I got her. Naah!!! She got me among those folks.

Phew!
All tension over?? Nope. Still one…which place to go with her as both of us was unfamiliar of that place. We hired a rickshaw…went to some rose garden…Naah!! It was not a rose garden although the name shows that. We spent there almost 3 hour. That three hour was like three minutes or like thirty minutes. But still we enjoyed with the hands on hands and talks on talks. We returned back with tears in my eyes and a hope to meet again. I am restricted not to scribble the name of my…………and I will not.
गलियों के महक मे हुए ऐसे मसरूफ,
की सडको का पता गए हम भूल,
फिजा की मधोसी में ही गए,
की लम्हों का पता भी गए भूल.

सौंधी मीटी की खुसबू बिची.
आखे मुंड हम घीचे चले,
ओस की बुंद से बातें करें,
हरियाली की चादर पर दौड़े चले.

रात की सुर्रती हवा सुनी,
मौसम जैसे धरती से करे बातें,
मीटी ये बोली मै आइसे खोये
की घर जाना वापस कौन सोचे......

I am missing you my dearest…………
Scribbled by: Mr. Fantastic

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And finally I sewed up my life. All the boredom and the tension of the first love are now over and out. I really thank to that friend (whom I have left now) who has been with me in my entire thick and thins. I don’t know whether I was right to leave her or wrong. I left my decision on GOD first time and incited my mind to text her that we are no more friends now. Anyways now my life has taken a complete U-turn. My life’s first valentine day was very memorable for me as I was not with my valentine on that day but she was with me throughout the day.

This is one of the few memorable events occurring in my life. Apart from those bulky books of B-Tech I am enjoying my life with my love. But still I dedicate this post to that friend who has been with me when I was in need of a friend. I am sorry my dear……….but now I can’t be with you because still I love your happiness. And I know that you happiness lies without me not with me. I know that you are still mulling over those messages that I have texted you but you know you will never come to know the answer of your question as you are no more able to decipher or you don’t want to think for the sake of our friendship. Life is just a feeling. I have learnt from you that if you have some feelings for someone then don’t keep it with you just drool it out. And what I did it!! My intention was not to hurt you but to realize you that I was in love with you but I don’t dare to propose you because you were in love with other. I have also heard that love is the second name of sacrifice and I was happy to know that I am among those lucky people who have sacrificed something called love. The day when I met you is still cherish able but now I don’t want to recall those golden days because it really pang me. I wish if we were the same friends, the platonic one, whose days start with a sweet smile and ends with a lovely gud night. But I know when two egos conflict then there cannot be a true friendship only competitions prevail. So, now I am in no mood to do any competition so I quit my lovely friendship with you. I feel very sorry but now I am happy. In nutshell I can’t carry that friend with me who don’t have time to ask with his friend at least how he is. And also don’t have time to reply to that friend if he makes a call or text a message. Not an issue it’s her life and I don’t want to interferes in her personal life so finally I QUIT.

I QUIT………
scribbled by: praveen kumar

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He amused me. He has not taken any booze and neither he is dolt bloke. But he is the topper in the field of BC [back ch**di]. I happened to listen his BC one late night. He is scion of his family and he is famous for clobbering in the field of BC. esp among girls. Let me brivity with my prolix. He was busy on his cell talking to his girlfriend. He was talking to his girlfriend and I was attacked with paranoia.
Discussing topic was the colour of Mehandi- symbol of love among the girls for their so called "baakra hubby". He was hoaxing his girlfriend and trying to dupe her with his BC. Such a great dolt. He was trying to ante up his bootylicious talk along with his BC. Yes! He has the ability to panache when his BC is out of control. Such a great doofus he is!! He will not brab and he will not jab others with BC.
Actually he is not completely responsible for that. It's our, what you say, Reliance, Tata Docomo, Aircel or other sundry in this field which has pared down their call rates. They have pared down thier call rates which resulted in the thriving of the users esp. the techno's dedicated to their so called B-Tech degree in their girlfriend matter. For that guy, he is doing his B-Tech degree not in mechanical engineering but in BC. If you have antsy mind, he will surely abduct it with his BC. So be careful he is on Orkut. He is DON among all BC fraternity.

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PS: He is award winner in the field of BC. He is our MR. AZHAR {our mechanical fraternity}.

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