LIFE-A MARVELLOUS JOURNEY

WHAT IS LIFE??.......A magnificent trip!!!!
Thousands of people sailing on same ship!!!!

All have different ports to embark.....
All have different ports to debark.....

Some sail with you for ever....
Some leave you afloat to be back for never.....

All have different lives to live....
But somehow connected to a common string....

Around few your life revolves.....
Around few your life evolves.....

Some make difference in your life......
Some leave you in just no time......

Some share your dreams.....
Some pass by you like a wind....

Some you choose to sail with you.....
Some are their to hail on you.....

Some are their to laugh with you......
Some are their to laugh at you......

Some are their to hold your hands.....
Some are their to stab your back......

Some are their to cry with you......
Some are their to cry for you.......

Some are their to prop you up......
Some are their to drop you down.....

Some are their to push you ahead......
Some are their to pull you back......

Some are their for occasions.....
Some are their for vacations.....
And some are their just for no reasons!!!!!


But even in the end of this magnificent trip.......
My heart would wish to be back on ship!!!!

"THAT NIGHT"

15 April 2050, night at 10, Scientist Askimov was working in his laboratory since 8 am. He noticed time and whispered "Huh!! Time fruitfully spent." But he was feeling bit suffocated and thought of having a long walk......He took his mobile phone and 'that' black box on which it was encrypted "Let the owner open it" from the drawer of the side table and slipped both the things into the side pocket of his overcoat...and left the laboratory and came to a deserted road. He walked and walked he felt bit bored and thought of having a carriage ride and called one and climbed in it, he took out his blackberry and went through a long list of missed calls ."Hmm Miranda called so many times.” He called back to Miranda, his daughter Niki picked the phone and hung up to call her mother on line "oh!! No battery at all, Miranda would get worried if I don't call her back....
He took out 'that' black box and opened it.
"Ah!!! Sophie she is just so divinely beautiful.” He murmured.
Sophie's green eyes, unblemished skin, golden flowing hairs reminded him of some angel. Her elegant style of sitting beside him, clutching his blackberry gave Askimov goose bumps. Even blackberry seemed to not to come out of her grip. This was Sophie's aura, which could mesmerize the saints and then even Askimov was not left caught in her aura. He missed those wonderful days with Sophie, those long walk on beaches, eating ice-creams in the rains, when he was transported to different world, he missed those.........
But now he is still happier, with his three wonderful kids and caring wife Miranda.
HE was filled with guilt, from two years he has not spend that quality time with his family. But then these two years has bought him glory.
He thought of last Sunday, when his name was being announced, and whole auditorium was echoing with sounds of clapping......Miranda was all in tears. At last, Askimov's work has been recognized by world, his experiments gave successful results.
Then also, he was thinking of Sophie's bereavement, but it hardly matters now, Sophie is always there with him, his lucky mascot stays with him always......
And he went on stage to receive his 'NOBEL PRIZE' in physics for the papers he presented on "HARNESSING PARANORMAL ENERGY" and "PRACTICAL APPLICATIONS TO HARNESS PARANORMAL ENERGY.” His work is awarded, it took him twenty years and many more sacrifices to prove to world that his ideas are not insane .....
YES, great things take time to happen!!!!! He smiled...
He came back to present when his blackberry started ringing, it was Miranda. He opened 'that' black box, kissed it and slipped it back inside his pocket.
Sophie was not there but his beautiful family is waiting for him at dinner...........

DA WARRIOR

HE had those keen moist eyes.
Which could inspire dead warriors to fight!!!

He was down millions of time.
But was up with every new sunshine.

Thousands of times his blood was shed.
But he never fret.

He was sure this was the last disaster
And prayed to GOD -the mystery master.
Pain in his body reminded him of his past.
But thinking about the future glory he let it pass.

Since so long he was waiting the arrival of this dawn.
At last, the night has ended with yawn.

He toiled for this day since so long.
He knew he wouldn’t be proved wrong.

He knew that soon the morning would arrive.
And all his frustrations would no longer thrive.
This was the dream which he so far nurtured.
For the sake of this glorious future.

He thanked god for making his dream come true.

GOD replied--Credit goes to you.
You are the one by whose faith bad luck has choked.
And destiny showed a beautiful stroke.
I make those breakers in your path.
To get in you that thousand diamonds worth a spark.

LUCKY-MY MAID'S DAUGHTER

When I was two she was five.
Still she knew how to clean and wipe.

I grew four ,she was seven.
She knew to cook chappatis even.

She did not attended scool and did not suffered back- pack.
But had all the knowledge which i lacked .

I know i was born with a silver spoon.
She was the one who lived just under the moon.

I stll saw sparkles in her eyes
And mature positive take on life.

She had dreams,which she knew may broke.
But still did all chores with enthusiastic stroke.

She wanted to end her miseries,and had great hopes.
But there was something else in destinies womb.

When i was ten and five.
She was married and still alive.

When i was eighteen and sorting wat i want to do.
She was rearing three children and drunkard and nowhere to go

When there were beautiful dreams in my eyes.
There was just disgust for life in her vibes.

Feeding five children alone is not an easy task.
But she wears superbly all the mask.

When i am growing smarter and filling my pockets.
Her eyes are going deep inside the sockets.

Long back only she stopped seeing dreams.
Now she just awakes to her chlidren's screams.

Now I am twenty and one and ready to astride my life.
She still cleans and wipes with her daughter of five.

TICKLE

TICKLE this is my best buddy rather monster buddy who lives within me infact lives within all of us, i named it as my tickle.IT is our suppressed emotion,which is funny,naughty and even bitchy and devilish sometimes.It says all tht wat we want to say but cudnt.MY tickle is special it wont stop even in most depressed and bizzarre situations.
HOW many times i have killed him but i thnk he has infinite lives,but then i thought its not a good idea to kill my tickle because it is damn funny and my BESHT BUDDY.....
FIRST time i encountered my tickle when i was in 10th standard .When i wrote my first story and asked my teacher's view about it ,hmm as always he had thousands comments over it,i thought simply he wud say anu "this is good one ur the next anita desai"but-
TEACHER-SEE u cud have written this first,actually third paragraph is bit random,u shud have introduced this character like this .
ANU-yes sir u r rite
TEACHER-epilogue cud have been better
anu-yes sir ur rite
huh!!!! dint u find anything worthy,sigh!! m such a bad writer
TICKLE-Hey anu cheers up!!!! tell him its so easy to criticize a hen but its hard to lay even one egg dumbo.
ANU-shut up tickle shut up dont prompt me.
killed!! killed!!
BUT IT WOULD NEVER STOP!!!
MUM-anu wear yellow apt for such occassions and u wud look fairer
anu -yes mum
TICKLE-mum buffalo standing in a mustard farm wud look like a cow hahahhaha.
shut up tickle mom not in a good mood
snapped!!
But this has special powers of never fading away!!!
FRIEND-Hey anu how m i lookin??hmm
ANU-huh!! yeah great haan black suits you ,"blushin""blushing".
FRIEND-thanks haan.
TICKLE-Thanks for wat?? for lying, hahaha bullshit you r looking as good as bull,and black yak,use this dress as a duster
shut up tickle!!!shut up!!
anyhow i can stop tickle but cant stop random ppl asking random question,and thn i have to put up with my nice image and cant give random answers(atleast wat i think).Seriously speaking i hate any question,i just simply hate questions specially such questions-
SOME(STUPID)BODY-how was ur cat??
ANU-ya nice ,dint do tht good in maths,but overall was nice.hmm expecting a call,lets c.
TICKLE-nice haan,u not only sucked in maths u sucked in all sections lier!!u know u were on miami beaches for two n half hours.wat abt call they wont call u to even wipe their floors.


DEVIL u sucking devil..


But eventually i realized its not good to stop it because this creature is very true,true as we should all be.........

HAPPY HOURS

Anytime given a thought tht wat it takes to b happy,may b a long vacation,hmm wat say abt 30 gb ipod,a pair of nike and blah blah blah ,the list is endless.But it just takes a moment to feel happy,we just need to realize it though realization is a kind of tricky task.The other day as always just to buzz off my tensions n depressions n halucinations and many more 'tions' i was sauntering on road at dusk time,frm some far end heard a kind crap loud hindi music frm a most monotonous sound box,then walked some more distance the music cud b heard bit more loud,the source of sound was from some dingiest looking small shack kinda shop at blindest corner ,hanging some silvery strips of pan masala,mouth freshner n all such stuffand an elderly man of may b 40-50(cudnt guess his age) was dancing and around him were six kids,(half clad,stomach n waist cannot b diffrentiated) extremely jovial were dancing as if found alladin's jennie who ll take their all miseries(atleast wat i percieved),but as my nature better say it a habbit ,i was bit curious to know what making them dance like this (arey u need a dj,woofers n definately some ocassion to dance man,atleast i do),just as a curious spectator i asked y r they dancing,i mean wat is there tht they can dance on such a yakk song,the younget boy dint know,the tallest one dint know,the girl dint know(u aint priety zinta)and tht elderly man also dint know(huh!!!! definately some problem then).but then ultimately the reason was they were happy so they were dancing(happiness=dancing,who told u and tht too on such montonic sounds),but wat i cud see a twinkle in tht man's eye may b he was making his children busy to skip dinner.
but whatever happiness is just around the corner