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Batch Beauty:Experiement with poetry II :Aurora'06
Jabse Tumko Dekha :D
"When I saw you,
Just standing there,
I didn't know what to say,
While I was watching you,
And you watching me,"
-Unknown
:
Statutory Warning: Yeh Kavita 3 saal purani hai...Kavi ke ChampuPan pe na jaye...:P ...Now everything has been changed
"When I saw you,
Just standing there,
I didn't know what to say,
While I was watching you,
And you watching me,"
-Unknown
:
Statutory Warning: Yeh Kavita 3 saal purani hai...Kavi ke ChampuPan pe na jaye...:P ...Now everything has been changed
Experiement with poetry :Aurora'06
"Dard aur Ahsason mein likhi Gayi Panktiya aaj iss Show Bazar ke Iss Business mein Thahako ke bhaw mein Bechna Pad raha hai" :
.... Dr. Kumar Vishvas
:)
A poem of different genre : Andhere (Darkness)
.... Dr. Kumar Vishvas
:)
A poem of different genre : Andhere (Darkness)
SMS(Short Message Services)
Here are some few good SMSs sent by my dear friend to her dear friend in his breaking moments.This public showcase of someone's private feelings is neither a prejudice nor a tolerance for someone.
The intention is clear : to justify how a human feeling finds its medium to bifurcate.
1.
Lying on bed, in da dark silence, tryin 2
ignore da roarings of fan over da head n of CPU.
Juss 1 thot may b keep me awake whole nite 2day:
"How will i gnore da feeling 4 sm1, i hav acumulated
over da years? may b itz anoder lesson 4 perfection?
or smthin else?"
Hope God will b da lite in da middle of tunnel!
GN.
Sent:
12:47:58am 03/06/2009
2.
2:30, am. Anoder burst:
Man alwaz lives wid imagination...
Whatever he observes, he alwayz assumes
him as one of da player.
Tat's how he feel, cry n laugh 4 sm1 who nvr
appeared 2 him as more dan an acquaint.
Sent:
02:49:10am
03/06/2009
3.
2:50 am., How it feel if sm1 leaves u :
i'm quiet obssesed 2day, Y?
may b due 2 a senior who's livin in da same
corridor since last 3 yrs left 2day, or sm1
whom i supposed 2 b liking'll leave within fortnight.
Whatever iz da reason, now i can say:
leavin alwayz ensures emotional attachment.
Sent:
03:04:01am
03/06/2009
4.
3:05 am., wht'z da problem wid me:
"Y i'm commitin da same mistakes again n again?
On knowin da reality, still havin expectation 4m oders, y ?
though i nvr qulified within ma own xpctation.
Is it call 4 self improvement or wht?
or, thr's no problem at all eid me!"
Sent:
03:17:59am
03/06/2009
5.
3:30 am, i'm nt so clear:
"Each tym it happens 2 me, tat wen i'm nt agreeable 2 oders,
i show instant over reaction, tat finally reveals ma frustration n
immatuarity."
May b it'z due 2 ma unclear thot n lack of presentation skills, or
i'm juss nt into me ?
Sent:
03:32:13pm
03/06/2009
6.
3:40 am., 'wht next?'
"In 1st yr, wen ma 1st crush got crushed,
i began 2 realize tat opposite sex alwayz brings curse in life.
Since den lot more has been changed, bt dis lesson alwayz
remained wid me as certain codes. Midway thru acadmic
jrny i again found ma likness in same failure, dis tym
everythin was real, bt i hizacked by blame game.
Now, wht next?
I think dis is da life tym setback 4 me,
or i'll keep inspiring da next ?"
Sent:
03:53:25am
03/06/2009
The intention is clear : to justify how a human feeling finds its medium to bifurcate.
1.
Lying on bed, in da dark silence, tryin 2
ignore da roarings of fan over da head n of CPU.
Juss 1 thot may b keep me awake whole nite 2day:
"How will i gnore da feeling 4 sm1, i hav acumulated
over da years? may b itz anoder lesson 4 perfection?
or smthin else?"
Hope God will b da lite in da middle of tunnel!
GN.
Sent:
12:47:58am 03/06/2009
2.
2:30, am. Anoder burst:
Man alwaz lives wid imagination...
Whatever he observes, he alwayz assumes
him as one of da player.
Tat's how he feel, cry n laugh 4 sm1 who nvr
appeared 2 him as more dan an acquaint.
Sent:
02:49:10am
03/06/2009
3.
2:50 am., How it feel if sm1 leaves u :
i'm quiet obssesed 2day, Y?
may b due 2 a senior who's livin in da same
corridor since last 3 yrs left 2day, or sm1
whom i supposed 2 b liking'll leave within fortnight.
Whatever iz da reason, now i can say:
leavin alwayz ensures emotional attachment.
Sent:
03:04:01am
03/06/2009
4.
3:05 am., wht'z da problem wid me:
"Y i'm commitin da same mistakes again n again?
On knowin da reality, still havin expectation 4m oders, y ?
though i nvr qulified within ma own xpctation.
Is it call 4 self improvement or wht?
or, thr's no problem at all eid me!"
Sent:
03:17:59am
03/06/2009
5.
3:30 am, i'm nt so clear:
"Each tym it happens 2 me, tat wen i'm nt agreeable 2 oders,
i show instant over reaction, tat finally reveals ma frustration n
immatuarity."
May b it'z due 2 ma unclear thot n lack of presentation skills, or
i'm juss nt into me ?
Sent:
03:32:13pm
03/06/2009
6.
3:40 am., 'wht next?'
"In 1st yr, wen ma 1st crush got crushed,
i began 2 realize tat opposite sex alwayz brings curse in life.
Since den lot more has been changed, bt dis lesson alwayz
remained wid me as certain codes. Midway thru acadmic
jrny i again found ma likness in same failure, dis tym
everythin was real, bt i hizacked by blame game.
Now, wht next?
I think dis is da life tym setback 4 me,
or i'll keep inspiring da next ?"
Sent:
03:53:25am
03/06/2009
Parting Gifts: The Letter
Here is the letter, assume to be personal, sent by my dear friend to her dear friend : )
"When the wave of GenX is turning into digitalized form of communication, I ‘m coming back to that old, marginalized to certain bourgeoisie section of society, Nehru’s form of communication, an abstract message with immortal meaning, without any speech or voice recognition technology, Sort and simple, elegance and enigmatic. Here I’m with few good feel-good, eloquent words with some try to skipped harsh words.
Dear X!
Starting with some pledged notations,
This letter is not meant to provide any inspiration, trend or clue or conclusion to under mentioned personality. This is an honest observation of a quiet neutral mind which is still under transformation.
So start…
4 am. in the comparatively cold morning of June 6th on the Gregorian calendar. With Led Zeppelin’s classical rock ‘Whole lotta love’, is providing background score from penultimate hours. The so called enthusiastic chap saturated in boredom is getting some new crèche to light his old charm of emotive literature.
About X:
I’m neither perfect nor perfectionist. What I’m not up to, I can’t expect the same into others. Scraping the crap word (good, beautiful, hardworking blah- blah) . You are simply simple, briefly best in your own way until or unless you do not collide with person of different genre, guess like me where you need an improvement. But what kind of improvement, I can’t locate when other are in their transformational phase.
There is a lot more change in you than I first met you. Over all, a positive shift.
But there is no change at all when change in reference of change is also counted.
Keep continuing with what are you doing till date. Your present work would be your guide to your future work. Stop taking help from reference and recommendations; nothing would be derailed from its track.
One thing where I find myself clueless is your utter boggling, forced enigmatic behavior of testing suffered ‘boys’ with induction of elusive Para eve character that makes the whole story triangular And finally indulging all three into never ending blame game.
Rest is really O.K.
Wishing you everything ,in your aspiring life.
Yours
Y
"
"When the wave of GenX is turning into digitalized form of communication, I ‘m coming back to that old, marginalized to certain bourgeoisie section of society, Nehru’s form of communication, an abstract message with immortal meaning, without any speech or voice recognition technology, Sort and simple, elegance and enigmatic. Here I’m with few good feel-good, eloquent words with some try to skipped harsh words.
Dear X!
Starting with some pledged notations,
This letter is not meant to provide any inspiration, trend or clue or conclusion to under mentioned personality. This is an honest observation of a quiet neutral mind which is still under transformation.
So start…
4 am. in the comparatively cold morning of June 6th on the Gregorian calendar. With Led Zeppelin’s classical rock ‘Whole lotta love’, is providing background score from penultimate hours. The so called enthusiastic chap saturated in boredom is getting some new crèche to light his old charm of emotive literature.
About X:
I’m neither perfect nor perfectionist. What I’m not up to, I can’t expect the same into others. Scraping the crap word (good, beautiful, hardworking blah- blah) . You are simply simple, briefly best in your own way until or unless you do not collide with person of different genre, guess like me where you need an improvement. But what kind of improvement, I can’t locate when other are in their transformational phase.
There is a lot more change in you than I first met you. Over all, a positive shift.
But there is no change at all when change in reference of change is also counted.
Keep continuing with what are you doing till date. Your present work would be your guide to your future work. Stop taking help from reference and recommendations; nothing would be derailed from its track.
One thing where I find myself clueless is your utter boggling, forced enigmatic behavior of testing suffered ‘boys’ with induction of elusive Para eve character that makes the whole story triangular And finally indulging all three into never ending blame game.
Rest is really O.K.
Wishing you everything ,in your aspiring life.
Yours
Y
"
Parting Gifts
Here are the gifts and associated messages sent by one of my close friend to her special friend:
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Wonder Pack I(DVDs)
The Message:
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Flashback:
Way back in 2007, this is how it all started, at one place there was a source and at another place there was resource. Need inspired the lead to new source of communication, a local outsourcing, a shameful act in macho terminology. Whatever might be the source of so called inspiration, a down to earth boy was feeling ‘happy in helping’ for above the earth cause.
A few good movies were made available by burning whole day in the form of burned CD’s. And hence the underlined business took its initial stage.
Now:
Time traversed its length and Moor’s law made its effect. Need got large, technology turned larger.
There were few, now it’s more, there were CDs now it’s DVDs.
We know how it all started and we could apprehend how it would be ended or started again.
At times it was ‘a present’ for new initiation, now it’s a souvenir for parting moments.
Hope these little mementos would be a help in recollecting shattered memories of cherished moments.
Wonder Pack II(
The Message:
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To,
My CEO*
* You are cool composed complacent combined crater can create your won crèche in company of professionalism.
* You are an element of elegance, entity of eulogia, epithet of enigma entering into the extant of exuberance.
* You were once ordinary obtained an overhaul ordering into overwhelming obsequious of originality.
This sort of segment is prepared to welcome your baby steps in professional carrier. I would feel myself at your position when you will use it at your get-go work place.
The Message:
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To,
Childish, cherubic, charming brat (...) .
To share our shareware, to save our sanity, to satiate sanguinity, scribbling searching memories into a 'cup' of seminal pot.
