Coz the balcony said so....(ENGLISH)

The balcony was a news flash
A few neighbors ago
There were no secrets you could hide
Coz the balcony said so.

If relatives had stopped by
The neighbors always knew
Looking at the sandals in the balcony
An extra bunch or two.

Coz then you'd see the fancy sheets
And towels on the cloth line;
You'd see the new table clothes
With interesting design.

The balcony announced a baby's birth
To folks who lived outside
As brand new infant clothes were hung
So carefully with pride.

The ages of the children could
So readily be known
By watching how the sizes changed
You'd know how much they'd grown.

It also spoke of grief struck,
As flowers in balcony died in spring;
Then silence, and emptiness, too,
Lived in closed doors within

It said, "Gone on summer vacations"
With the empty balcony stare
It told, "We're back!" when the door was thrown open
With smelll of food in the puff of air

But balcony signs now are of the past
Coz doors are always closed
Now what goes on inside the door
To neighbors not disclosed.

I really miss the balcony tales
It was the best you know
When neighbors knew their neighbors
Coz the balcony said so

Would you like some Tea(ENGLISH)

“Would you like some tea” she said –
She rolled infront of my eyes
She told me of her dreams to act, to dance and to sing
She took my heart and wrapped it
In a song of simple creativity
And her dreams became mine

“Would you like to have some more tea” she said –
And she poured forth her frustrations
The broken wings of desire
Her desire to break the rules of poverty
And reach-unleashed-for the stars
She tool my soul and wrapped it in a gown on despair
And her despair became mine

“Would you like some more tea” she said –
And she shed her pretense
She talked of broken heart
Of love lost and abuse
She took my soul and shattered it
And her shame became mine


“Would you like some more tea” she said –
And I bared my soul to her
She turned away – not tonight – got to sell more tea – really tired
She hid behind the crowd of humans
All of them people wanting a piece of tea
Filled with rejection and fear
She took my heart and twisted it
And her indifference became mine

“Would you like some more tea” she will say in a moment
“I guess not” I will reply
And my dignity will again be mine

Truth be Told(ENGLISH)

Lest you forget
Munnabhai of Gandhiri
Folded back a page
A page of consequence
On a night when he confessed
Confessed his love
Confessed his identity
To hang his destiny
For the desire of truth
For the desire of gandhigiri

Raat(HINDI)

Raat aaai hain….mera andesha hain
Ik udaasi laaai hain
Kuch ankahe shabdon ki aahat
Jaane kaun si nayi baat keh jaae

and 4more RANDOM old stuff...(English & Hindi)

(1)
In these early days,living in different cities,
I send her letters in her Inbox
long after she has drifted to sleep,
so when the sun would rise,and the coffee would bubble,
and before she does her deals,
she could open her hotmail,
and read sweet nothings on email.
I want to leave her letters for next 50 years,
but want to leave them under her pillow................................

(2)
When my airplane lands there in two days time,
can we run toward each other in slow motion
through a crowded terminal,
and lock together in a whirling embrace?
Can we hold each other tightly,
with 3 bottles of chivas regal in one hand,
and a ciggerate in another,
touching faces softly,
your lips against my cheeks,
as if we have known each other for a million years
which by the way I think might be true ..................................

(3)
I’d like to sit in a chai ki dukaan
next to a khatara hero cycle with this gurl,
share a ciggerate, a chai and a paan,
and watch the chunnu munnnu and george clooney play in the mitti.
I want to tell her ki hum kitna mohabbat karte hain unse,
even cause her to cry,
and I hope bysundar sundar baatein I might say,
fill her heart with delight and sukoon........................................

(4)
We have both seen bridges of Madison county,
and saw two lovers with undying, unending affection.
We have both seen Mr. & Mrs Iyer
and seen their inexplicable connection
These last few days with you,
are like the first hour of them movies,
but with a connection stronger and stranger than the movies
but if there is going to be any next scenes in this movie
I would never ever want to the Rahul bose and Clint Eastwood
will make sure U never have regrets dat Sen & Streep had
The ending will be different.
It will end with us coming together
and singing a song around a banyan tree
hand in hand like they do in Yash Chopra movies.............................

ik baat kahoon jiiii sunti ho ....(HINDI)

(Old stuff again ...)

ik baat kahoon jiiii sunti ho
Tum mujh ko achhi lagtii ho
Kuch chanchal si, kuch chup chup si
Kuch pagal pagal lagtii ho

har raat ko tera itraanaa
"hey baby" keh ke muskaanaaur
roz mohallle waalon ki
mujhko fir yaad dila dena

ik baat kahoon jiiii sunti ho
Tum badhi shararat karti ho
is asamanjas mein bhi muskaana
bakwaas ke baaten sun ke bhi
mujhe pyaar se baaten samjhaana

har baat baraabar karti ho
har saans mein tere bholapan
Tum mujh ko achhi lagtii ho

daftar se fir gym jaana
gym baar barabar fir jaana
par ciggerate pee ke aaa jaana
bas khoob tabiyat rakhti ho

fir chai masala banwaana
yah ghar chaai bana ke pee jaana
tum chai bahut jee peeti ho
Tum mujh ko achhi lagtii ho

tum pyaar muhabbat ki baaten
is pyaar se aise karti ho
dil london london ho jaae
aur chup chup baithi rehti ho

tum baaten acchi karti ho
Tum mujh ko achhi lagtii ho
Yeh baat baat pe kho jaana
Kuch sunte sunte so jaana
but so kar bhi fir bhi yaad aana
Tum mujh ko achhi lagtii ho

Yeh kiss uljhan mein rehti ho?
Kia baat hai hum se keh daalo
kabhi chup ho ke fir muskaana
aur muskaa ke chup ho jaati ho

Hain chahney waaley aur buhat
par tum mein hai ik baat buhat
Tum apni apni lagti ho

ik baat kahoon jiiii sunti ho
Tum mujh ko achhi lagtii ho

OK - time to dump some old stuff....(ENGLISH)

Written some time back .....

and the thing I cant bear to think of is ...

to never eat watermelons with U
them sweet red and bright
to never get to drive you
in mah Fiat in the night

to never get to talk pinks tops
and metaphysical realms
to never get to make chai for you
when yu wake up from ur dreams.

to never have the chance
to just sit and talk with you,
to never get to bar 360
and smoke the fags with you

to never get to grow old
with Billoo Pinky n Chunnu
to never have to miss you
so bad it makes me cry.

to never let you sleep on time
and hear you shout n ire,
to never get to fuss oe'r you
in the corner of the bed when you cry.

to never get to kiss you
'til our lips can kiss no more,
to never see your face again
for then I'd never know

So Why ?(ENGLISH)

it happened. . .

it's real
finally I write and find words thoughts randomised
with inchoerence
Y ?
coz Hanuman sayz so
and Kapil Dev is very busy
Someonez gotta report
these
seemingly IMPORTANT news
and make sense
from
this nonsense

comfortably numb .... randomly gibberish .... going On Anon...

yup ...me ME n miiiiiii

Where does it all start

right HERE....