At world's end..

A journey of a lifetime,
is coming to an end,
no reason left to walk,
why bother to take a step...

An era of happiness,
is coming to an end,
no reason left to smile,
why bother to fake it then..

An age of innocence,
is coming to an end,
no reason left to trust,
why bother to make a friend...

A decade of peace,
is coming to an end,
no reason left to love,
why bother to confess...

An eternity of hope,
is coming to an end,
no reason left to expect,
why bother to dream then..

A time that was to live,
is coming to an end,
no reason left to survive,
why bother to breathe then....

A world i once lived in,
is coming to an end,
no reason left to stay,
why bother to live then...

Still searching...

In search of a wonderland,
that is not known to exist,
i'll keep travelling though,
no matter how many miles are yet to go...

Tired eyes still look in hope,
around this miserable world,
in the dark, they crave for sunshine,
for a haven, peaceful and divine...

The heart longs to meet the one,
its rhythm slowing each day,
still clinging to a ghost unseen,
not wondering how long's it been..

The soul cries from deep inside,
writhing quietly in pain,
Watching the time pass by,
helpless, with a silent sigh...

The arms are open since eternity,
waiting to embrace her forever,
just the cold air brushes the skin,
lonely is the world, i live in....

Could it be more unreal...?

Reality shows have been ruling the roost for quite some time now, and have firmly established themselves as a formidable force to be reckoned with. However, in the past 3 months, reality television seems to have lost its resplendence. Gone are the days when reality TV was actually real in its truest sense. The singing talent hunts which seemed melodramatic a few years back now seem far better than the BRIDE hunts that are being carried out these days. People have become so desperate to get married, that they have condescended to humiliate themselves and their families on national television. LUX PERFECT BRIDE, a show that aired on STAR PLUS from October-December 2009 was nothing short of mental persecution. A bunch of losers who could not find themselves a wife after several failed attempts hit rock-bottom when they chose this show to find themselves a suitable bride who would also win a sum of Rs.25 lacs by the end of it. Amidst a lot of drama the show ended with a stupid couple finally tying the knot on national television for the very first time in its illustrious history. My mother and nana were glued to the TV set between 10.30 -11pm every single day to allow themselves to be subjected to the nonsense that the show had stored in it. Rakhi Sawant, now a household name, was the special guest on the show's finale. I assume by now you must've realized how lame the show really was. If you had the misfortune of watching it yourself, you would know that even the judges of the show were people who are either over their prime but happy with their new accent [SHEKHAR SUMAN] or who have no projects in the pipeline and a lot of time to spare [AMRITA RAO] or who never had and will never have any projects in the pipeline and are dying to flaunt their new implants to the Indian public [MALAIKA ARORA KHAN]. May it be in terms of the lackadaisical concept, or atrocious performances [provided the show was scripted to the very last scene] the show had nothing to write home about.

There was another show which aired on COLORS at the same time named BIG BOSS Season 3, or may i call it BIG BOSS TRITIYA as Bachchan likes to call it. It started off pretty slow, but really stepped on the gas after the first 2 weeks in terms of the TRPs. The 14 participants created controversies in the form of intimacy, hatred, violence, politics, and at one point of time even striptease..! Tempers flew along with plastic bottles..and bread slices..! There were no rivers of blood but those of milk and oil instead..! It was absolute bedlam inside that house. The show had all the makings of a 'reality show'. However, the winner turned out to be the lousiest person in the house- VINDOO DARA SINGH. The winner of the show was a candy-assed weasel words who used to play a monkey-man on Indian TV a 100 years back..! The winner was a guy who's verbal prowess is as good as that of YASH CHOPRA's..! The winner was a guy who's father has been hired to make funny faces in a KUKURE ad..! How in the blue hell did he win that show...??

My question is...could it be more unreal...? Not just the show per se...but also its outcome.

Anyways, now that i'm done dishing out my detest for all that's unreal in the world, i better get back to my bottle of rum. We're devils and black sheep.....and really bad eggs...drink up me 'earties yo-ho...!!!!!

P.S.: MALAIKA, IF THOSE ARE NOT IMPLANTS LET ME SAY THEY ARE A FINE PAIR . AND IF THEY ARE REAL, MY FAITH IN REALITY TELEVISION HAS BEEN RESTORED.

Soldier down..!

Mates, i have a piece of advice for you. Never overdo something that you are new at. No, i am not referring to sex. After taking a good look at myself in the mirror a few days back, i decided to take up a new challenge. I decided to lose the flab around my waist that makes me look like a pickle jar. Not having the time or money to join a gym at this point of time, i chose the closest alternative. I am not referring to sex this time either. It was the internet that i turned to, where i 'googled' my way to find a plethora of information on various ab exercises, oblique workouts and even yoga sessions that could help in my latest endeavor.

So, after reading a dozen articles on 'Google' and downloading several videos on 'You Tube', i was still very much in the middle of nowhere. Cases were legion where people had successfully reduced a tonne of weight in a short span of time without any side-effects. It was indeed very reassuring and also highly motivating. After searching for the required data for almost 2 days and not being entirely satisfied with what i had, i turned to the one man who had a solution to my problem. And no, he was not a sexologist.

It was - Baba Ramdeo. That's right, the man who had taken the country by storm a few years back with his ingenious yoga techniques like acupressure and the like. The man who had supposedly come to be known as a benison to millions of diabetics, heart patients, thyroid patients, and above all -obese SOBs like me all over the country. So i downloaded a 58 minute long video of his from You Tube and went through his yoga techniques which made quite an impact on me. They seemed easy; yet effective. However....yes there is a 'however'. However, before starting off with his techniques i had done a few ab exercises the day before which had developed a harmless little backache. This morning when i finally started off with his yoga session i could feel the pain growing gradually. Now instead of stopping there and then and waiting for myself to recover, i kept going at it being the moron that i am. I had to face the repercussions of my idiocy. It came in the form of a near broken back and an excruciating pain which does not let me move around too much and makes me walk like a scare-crow that has come alive.

So, the soldier is down for now. But i will get going at it again, as soon as i fully recuperate. Look at the good part though. I get to lie back on the couch all day long and catch some TV. Now, where's that bottle of rum. We're devils and black sheep and really bad eggs, drink up me 'earties yo-ho..!

What's next..?

Mates, the seasons have been changing outside my window at a pace hard to fathom. December is already under way, marking the beginning of the end of 2009. My 3rd semester exams are finally over and i can breathe again. However, my college is in a state of bedlam, considering that the placement scene has truly turned into a fine kettle of fish. Plus, i have put on a few extra pounds in the past 2 months, which i'm frantically trying to get rid off. About a month back, i overcame the 'beer fear' and also crossed the 'wine line' for the very first time. Plus what made it really awesome was that i did not had to pay for it. It's great to have a bro who earns.

Apart from that, the realization that i am still very much in love with Prachi fully dawned on me, giving me the scare of my life. Not to mention, i invented a new catchphrase of my own where i point the tip of my middle and index fingers on my temple and say- 'mind' and with a gesture which suggests that i'm shooting myself in the head i say-'blowing'..that's right...mind-blowing!

Now comes the 4th and final semester of my college life. The entire batch of 60 will have a 4 month long reunion before disbanding forever and getting lost in the mist of their own dreams. But i will make sure that this last sem is mind- hold your horses- blowing..! Mind-blowing..!

The 1st of December just passed by three days back. Mates, you have no idea what significance that day holds. If i am America; then the 1st of December is my 4th of July..! Okay that was a bit weird, but i hope you got the picture. This is that very same magical month when it all had really started 3 years ago. It seems just like yesterday though.

I have something on my mind that has been bugging me off-late. It seems like some kind of unfinished business is still up in the air, screaming out for a closure. And closure it shall recieve. And hence, i am setting out on a journey to prove a point to myself. As Sid said the other day, it does sound a little silly. But i have been that way all my life, and i guess in some weird way, it has always paid-off. For all those who are wondering what exactly i am about to do, the answer is- i don't have the foggiest idea. But i guess that's the fun part of it. I know what i want; but i don't know the means to achieve it. I guess i'll let my instincts take care of the rest. So let's see what happens.

As far as life is concerned, i don't know what you have stored in next for me...but whatever it is....just bring it... I hope you bring it...because i will...

We're devils and black sheep and really bad eggs...drink up me 'earties yo-ho!!