Just another day!

it was just another day in march
when you feel hot in the sun and cold in the shade

it was another day in march
when the spring break ends brings us back to college
still hung over new orleans spectacles
or tanned in our south padre retreats

it was just another day in march
when the flowers bloom full and the pollens go wild
our allergies keeping us home
tucked under blankets with netflix all day and night

it's just another day in march
we are running our hearts out
put on our gloves and play till we drop
hike, camp and trek until the dog days die

-Vinit Asher

Gulliver's Black n White

Gulliver's adventures of Lilliput and Brobdingnag

A story of fiction or a mastery of mind

Imagine two worlds of black and white

With a door to either one from either side

Living in our world of white and shine

where we are huge and we are kind

everyone's little around, everyone wants our time

looking up to our deeds, emulating our habits

wishing to live our life, praying for  our good

the seeds we once sowed, grow trees and pour wine

the pots we once watered, bloom flowers all the time

the animals we nurtured, become one of their kind

Is this real or just a fiction of our mind

or is this our inner self shining in our prime

Correlating to a story we once saw with our tender mind

We feel like Gulliever sitting in his Lilliput's shrine

Falling in a dark world of blacklights and smoke

being insignificantly tiny and morally broke

with fellows cursing, voices turning hoarse

our ignorance is the norm

the guilt we once subdued, hunts us down

the actions we lusted, making us pay

things we believed, now deserted, making us drown

thirsty for a sip of life, aimlessly wandering around

Was that hell or an early morning dream

or was that just our inner self reflecting what it had seen

Correlating to a story sowed in your tender mind

We feel like Gulliever sitting in his Brobdingnag shrine

--- ViNIT

The Year!

In his frenzied year...

of sharing crests and troughs wid his peers

of living dreams, beliefs and hopes he conquered

of confessing on unheedy ears, he crumbled

In his frenzied year

moist abt the absentees he yearned

speeches, remorses and acknowledgments which he blended

imperfect quests of dreams he echoed

In his frenzied year

content wid d journey he treaded

A year he would always uphold...

--- ViNIT

Wait

Daemons encore

Thou stumble toward any chore

Thee aspire an imperfect yesteryear

Smiling on thy deranged compass

Trips for thy grey ride linger...

--- ViNIT

Duniya

Prelude:

In a few words...
What if you get... wht u always dreamed of???
What if every one in this world whom u wished to be happy... becomes happy???
What if someone u knew... takes away everythng u once shared with them???
What if every thing in this world u liked... is destroyed/culminates???

U may look at it and say that its an outright negative passage...
but is there an end point??? in either happiness or sadness...
Whatever our state is... d world keeps moving... taking u along...

There's never a finish line...

~~~ DUNIYA ~~~

Raato me jagte unn dosto ki duniya…
Baarish se bachti unn baaho me duniya…
Chupke se roothe, chupke se maane…
Aakhon se kehti, aakhon se sunti…
kuch naa jaane, kuch naa maane…
Mamta se bhari unke pyaar ki duniya…
Papa ke hasmukh kahaniyo ki duniya…
Bhaiya ki unn choti daato ki duniya…
Yeh duniya agar mil bhi jaaye toh kya hain!

Jawani ke josho me peeti yun duniya…
Pal pal yun rukti aur pal pal yun chalti…
Hasti, hasaati, umeede dikhati…
Zarne ki zarzar me chapchap yun karti…
Yeh duniya agar khil bhi jaaye toh kya hain!

Khwaisho se bhari umeedo ki duniya…
Paise pe chalti, yeh dollar kyu ginti…
Akela yun karti, kyu mithi naa bharti…
Kahe shoor karti, kahe zoor karti…
Khamoshi se badle, khahe tu naa jagde…
Yeh duniya agar mit bhi jaaye toh kya hain!

Tareefo aur jhooti hastiyo me uljhee…
Haste aur roothe num palko se bole…
Mit mit ke bante, ban ban ke mit teh yun rishto ki duniya…
Rishto ko rishto se kahe tu kaate yun…
zaroorat se banati yun niyat tumhari…
Yeh duniya agar chin bhi jaaye toh kya hain!

Yeh duniya agar mil bhi jaaye toh kya hain!
Yeh duniya agar khil bhi jaaye toh kya hain!
Yeh duniya agar mit bhi jaaye toh kya hain!
Yeh duniya agar chin bhi jaaye toh kya hain!

Ooo ree duniyaa…
Ooo ree duniyaa…

--- ViNIT

Debut

Prelude: Here's a sight of an old wine... A long time ago... On Feb 16, 2008, a day before my first birthday in US... In the memory of all my childhood bdayz back home, I had penned this...

Those days of my past, I cherish, I care...

and how much I miss them, is beyond compare...

There's a buzz in the air, when the devil's there...

He's smart enough to judge your plot, so please do beware!

A pinch of secrecy,

A pinch of wickedness,

A pinch of love,

without a sound nowhere...

Clock ticks on, the moment comes closer...

The silence hardens, things go down like a normal closure...

Eventually at the stroke of midnight, ushers a rush of light...

A sudden rush of angles cheering and smiling, with hands full and eyes shining...

Theres a thing from the forest,

always been black and sweet...

How was it smuggled made me ponder!!!

When it got there??? When it got there???

Pieces r cut, songs r sung...

its people I care, I obey, I belong,

get their blessings and gifts,

But what matters the most is the happiness there!

Time's moved ON! d moment reoccurred!

the scene's different, I wish it not were... :(

In a clear sky, the star's aware,

His constellation is hidden somewhere...

Everything's there coz of good people here,

but certain things are beyond compare!

If god could yield, give thy powers,

I wish to be there! I wish to be there!

The lone star's aware thy eclipse would end,

He would return there, where thee could blend,

His life's a mission, his sorrows would seed success,

Thou keep moving on, but don't forget the home address!

and at last but not the least is a song,

which pulls me back to where I belong,

It couldn't have been earlier neither later

This is only for you, MY DAD, MY BRO & MY LOVELY MOM!!!

Maru dil, my heart, maru loi, my blood, from the start...

maru nath, my family, two rows apart...

How do I move on buddy! kaive reite jaish!!!

coz no matter where I go...

my soul's in the SAME PLACE!!!

--- ViNIT

FACES

Prelude: Man made cubes, crosswords, sudokus look often look frail when compared to natures own puzzle 'the face'. A poem unfinished for life... 

sifting through the black and white
talking to the brown and light
I watched each face as it unfold
stories that were untold, smiles that it could never hold
when you faced the face you craved
reflecting feelings you wished to shout aloud!

Here's a tale of the face, I had to face, the ones I had to brace

A face with an infectious smile
with its own stupid thoughts, actions and likes
living the petty frowns and the trivial joys
It sparkled through rays of affinity
under it laid a sea of only willful ties

A face often measured and mild
face of a person who probably never tried(living life)
it was cryptic and it was cold,
it was easy to let go and tough to hold
the face never asked, the face never told
it enjoyed things on its way
thinking less and smiling in its imperfect way

A face who looked almost always right
it was hard to contradict, but hardly seemed right
dragging it out of limelight, shedding its color, holding it tight
arresting its changes, unraveling it with all your might
At every point, watching it alter its side
making you think, studying it, was it ever worthwhile?

I watched each face as it unfold
stories that were untold, smiles that it could never hold

--- ViNIT

Quarter Life Crisis

Prelude: An article I came across... thought it was pretty relavent

Being a 20 something

It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.

You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you don't recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.

You look at wat ur studyin or ur job... and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you.

Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure and then the next, secure.

You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.

You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love someone! but love someone else too and cannot figure out why you're doing this because you know that you aren't a bad person. Getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic. You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry about loans, money, the future and making a life for yourself...

and while winning the race would be great, right now you are scared just to be a contender! :(

Unchartered Waters

few words in hindi! a first for me... hence the name... Unchartered waters...

tairak samundar me tairtaa jaaye
samundar ki lehare, kinare pe thapthapaati jaaye
kashtiyaa apni raho pe chalti jaaye
harr pal leharo ko, cheerke, aage badti jaaye..

haaraa bhaagaa goome tairaaak yaha se waha,
isse umeed me, kaash vo kashti ruk jaaye, banne uski manzil...
kuch aisi baat ho jaaye, ki bann jaaye hum unke sahil!
naa jaane kab ruke iss umeed ki dharaa
naa ruke, naa jaaye, nigaaho se roop tumharaa,
aakhir is daud ko kab hain thehernaa...
aakhir uss baat ko kab hain tumse kehna...

door baitha kinara, tairak ki aah me
harr pal apni baahe bichayee...
kaun samhjaye iss pagle dil ko,
naa kabhi mili usse vo natkhat kashti...
naa paaya uss dewaane kinare ke dil ko!

tairak samundar me tairtaa jaaye
samundar ki lahare, kinare pe thapthapaati jaaye
kashtiyaa apni raho pe chalti jaaye,
har pal leharo ko, cheerke, aage badti jaaye...

Similar thoughts in English...

Why is it that you are always with people who, just like being with you...
Why is it that you always miss having a person who, wants you....
Why is it that things always seem like running away...
Why is it that your hope, still never seems to die, a day...

--- ViNIT

Circus

Prelude:.You always meet people, 
observing whom you learn, things to do and, things not to do.
Not all people are bad at all times… 
but the troughs for some are really lower then some others... 
here's one of them :)

Pieces of puzzle falling in place,
My words of suspicion, now their destiny to face,
Link by link the chain is complete
Part by part the block now seems to shape.

Life seems like a big circus...
with animals and birds at bay,
With every fun u have,
With every moment u live,
They will make you pay!
The lions roaring and the tigers growling,
The monkeys scared, the elephants dressed and prepared,
A person terrified, acting as bait,
It’s all delusive, It’s all fake,
Dying like that is never his fate.
The monkeys were never scared, the elephants never played.
Sitting at a distance the audience look amazed…
Now with life I ask you to collate...

Life’s a jigsaw, every person a puzzle
Every shoulder they meet, every step they fore-take
Former not to grief, neither to embrace,
Latter not to help, neither for a friend’s sake,
It’s just a step for them to further escalate…
Their hands are full with options abate,
Swaying both sides with expressions intricate,
Every step they take is calculated and pre-made,
Their company is planned by the time, day and date,
Every fun u have,
Every moment u live,
They will make you pay!
Their periods of confiding, Their moments of confession,
Their periods of secrecy, Their times of regression,
It’s all delusive, It’s all fake,
Being loyal all the time, was never their fate,
a hint of opportunity, their heart just sways,
Sitting at a distance you (the audience) look amazed!
Now with the circus did you collate...

I am a spectator, I just spectate,
I quit my teaching, I quit my mending ways,
I share my poems, I write my essays,
They are all real, they have a role to play!
It takes a will to read this, It takes a will to face,
Its upto you to listen, its upto you to permutate!

Pieces of puzzle falling in place,
My words of suspicion, now their destiny to face,
Link by link the chain is now complete,
Part by part the block now seems to shape!

--- Vinit Asher!

Feelings

Prelude: It all begins with my effort to write something pleasant on one silent night. The brighter side of mine not acquainted to my writing habits, hence took sometime to pen this... Loads of time while returning from chicago without any internet did certainly help!!! Hope you like it!

Feels now to pen a thought,

Feels now to get what's ought,

Feels now to say a word,

Feels now to hear words unheard

Feels now get true comments

Feels now live the moments

Feels now gaze at what’s past

Feels now have things last

Feel good to realize you,

Feel good for times spent few

I ain't gonna take a nap

I ain't gonna step aback

Feels good to be on a break,

Feels good when things come as we take,

Feels good to start afresh,

In the end... u're just a guess

Feels good to be free,

Feels good to be me…

Feels good to get the expressions unreserved…

Feels good to have some feelings preserved

Feel now like a naughty brat,

Feel now like giving u a jab,

Feel now to end this drought,

I feel today to feel my thoughts

The silence, deafening…

My thoughts screaming…
My words just trickling…

The souls just napping…

The night just zapping…

I need to get the next step right,

I need to get the things I might,

I need to keep my thoughts unblemished,

I need to keep these lines unfinished!!!

Nobody needs to read…

Nobody needs to care…

Reading this line somebody knows,

In the end... it’s just what I FEEL!!!

---> Vinit Asher

My Mood!

Prelude: This poem is inspired from some recent events. I noticed that the not soo flaggy mood of mine was after all not soo austere too. It had its own swings, its own likes and its own dislikes. Here are a few lines, mixed and discreet, natural but not soo smooth, after all, its just my mood! ;)

Visions of a distance antiquated by age,
Words of wisdom, I sound like a sage

My thoughts are plenty, thick and dark,
My words are sparse, few and far apart

Its bouts of laughter, its periods of loneliness,
Its rounds of frenzy, its ages of sloth

It was a rock, unperturbed in its make,
Who knew it would wane, slowly by age

Aversion to change by this mercenary world,
Its aversive to flesh and flame of their mind's twirls

In it, a sense of comfort, a sense of success,
In it, a sense of hope will always pervade

There's a young heart's dream to have fun and enjoy,
Nice to hear this all, at my age!!!

Visions of a distance antiquated by age,
Words of wisdom, I sound like a sage!!!

---Vinit Asher

Mumbai Terror Attacks!

Why is it that they have soo much hatred!

Why is it that in a country soo numble... where a man who throws a shoe at even the Prime Minister is not killed... appear soo evil to them! KASAB is still alive! and He is going through a proper trial!! and also has a defence lawyer!!!!

Why is it that they have surpassed all limits of cruelty!

Here is a soul stirring documentary of the mumbai terror attacks.

I strongly recommend emotionally sensitive people to keep away from this!

Fearless, inhuman, unreligious, unforgiving! how can a human be like this!!!!

In the following videos is captured the trauma mumbai went through during the days of the attack and the ruthlessness by which the bastards killed people... Watch the following video without fail!

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I am at a loss of words right now after watching this! I just had a chill running down my spine...

What is the solution??

War? Dialogue? Healing Relations?

Did their mentality represent the entire pakistan??? or just a radical few???

OR was this just to urge us to go at war with them soo that they could easily topple the democratic government in pakistan!

Questions galore...

I just want to end this with saying that make sure every person AND SURELY EVERY INDIAN u know sees this... Let this fire within us not die down!

Why is it that we are back to life as usual?? There are hundreds of people whose life either ended or permanently changed because of the attack... You can't be OK just b'coz it wasn't U!!

This wasn't just a terrorist attack! It was an attack on the minds of the people in mumbai and all over india or maybe the world... to leave them terrified, paralysed, helpless, scarred and full of mistrust!

May the souls of the people who lost their lives rest in peace!

--- Vinit Asher

Here are a few videos from another news channel

Part1


Part2



Another feed

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Part2


Part3

GP Speaks!!!

Prelude: The blog fever is catching up! After dhvanit now its turn for the chosen one to penn his thoughts down! Since a talented person like GP never does a job twice, it wasn't worthwhile to make a blog for himself. Being his true friend ;) I got this oppurtunity to publish his post!! Without wasting much time here are his not soo noble thoughts...

"Before I take off with this, here’s something that you should know. The one and only one inspiration for me to start this thing, mera dost mera bhaiiiii Dhvanit Zave (its Dave with a Z in it !! lolzz). I really got inspired from his essay about himself or was it about the Hot Hot summer. Neways, I think if he can write something then anyone can, and that anyone turns out to be the Great One “ME”!!.

Well, I’ve been here for almost 2 years now, first time away from family. Made a lot of friends and indeed having a hell of a great time here studying and extracurricular activities, but recently its been all xtra curricular, watching TV series included. If I were to make a resume with these credentials then I guess it would be The best amongst all the rest. I know I’m not a bong but at least can be a shong, requires talent you see lolz. Now I know chotu is gonna put forward a word that she’s also talented; yeah agreed but you still need to learn many things to get close to the Great One.

Now since I have started talking about my friends, here’s one more the crack pot of all kedar. Always in a high mood, always there with a can of oil to heat up the argument and pounces on to any opportunity to give a sarcastic scar. Yooo mamaaa!! One thing about him is he’ll never let you know how sad he is. I’m saying this coz I have seen him and asked him but he would never say anything about it. Neways, but he’s always there to give a helping hand (to his babubhaii) n of course friends. Respect !! I think our favorite hangout place would be the library apart from the MAC, you get to see lot of girls you see.. yeah and also the window in westcrossing 201. Gives a nice view and its getting famous day by day, people are avoiding going from there.

Next is Vineeett, he is like a father figure to all of us (although his figure is not that good, in fact not at all good). His idols in life Niranjan, Rizwan. Now I need not tell you who they are coz every one including the computer science public know them in and out (No, actually its only mantri who is suppose to know them in and out). And just for the records in free time he likes to go through all his scraps on orkut starting from scrap one. But he’s my best friend as we have maximum number of courses in common. Now its turn for the homies.

Vinit (The loli), well he’s a Bi, ohh don’t get your hopes hiii.. what I meant was, he was in electronics and now in Computers. Well, he’s a slow processor but gets faster when he gets some drinks. Again, he’s a good person, no very nice person, no actually a very very nice person (No bets to figure out what m talking about). Dunno for some reason he doesn’t like hydrabadi biryani not even a veggie hehe. He’s the only “kanhaa” amongst us, he makes the girls go round and round. And you must know what goes around comes around. Lola k to majje haii leeee tar tarrrr……..

Paras, dunno wats wrong with him. Who has done all the emotional atyachar on him?? Tries to corner everyone with his senti dialogs which actually never work on me and especially vishal (yeah I’ll get to him later, you gotto save the good one for later). And if we try the same on him he’ll make a stupid face and say please don’t say like that, as if we actually mean it. He maintains the record of every transaction done, how much he earned how much he gave away a particular month, but not like pasha who maintains a excel sheet for that. He wants the best jeans, n he gets it at 20.99$ but then no he wants at 20$.

Vishal, watsuppp pappiii. well he is the man, the dude, the shrewd (couldn’t think of more rhyming adjectives). Has the same attitude as me hia fida to aa c**** nahi to maa c****. He has learnt a lot from me like being a trend setter and not a trend follower. And yeah his fav word “sawaaall”. I guess his favorite one liner would be “maze baba police madhe ahett” but it helps if he’s around when you’re in trouble. He’s the man to be with in sports, clubbing.. purgatory (are nachooooooo, dhanak dhadhan dhann…yeuuu deeeeee).

Finally the Great One, now what to say about myself I don’t wanna brag about things. And if you are smart enough u must have definitely came up to some conclusion about me after reading this. Anyways I tried to a hand at something which I am not at all good at. But it’s a “hot hot summer” and there has to something to waste your time for. Maybe I can also add this one in my resume. Needless to say your comments are welcome coz I know this one is gonna get showered with comments..lol "

--- GP aka shedge kaka urf trendsetter

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Out in the rain!

Out in the rain!

In this damp weather I feel,
To take a note of what thy see...

In this sky of clouds soo full,
wonder what's more mirky I or thee...


In this vocal thunder's roar,
A cute girl's heart went sour...


In this flashy lightning's spree,
just wanna make some tea,
toss some ginger and a bit spice,
make all my folks rejoice...


In this dripping rain, gentle and small,
wanna drench, relive thy senses all...


In this nature's own sweet paradise,
with a real friend down the aisle,
laughing, joking, pushing, pulling ,
having d fun of a lifetime....

In this damp weather I feel,
To take a note of what thy see...

--- Vinit Asher