Shame on YOU!!!!

Dreams in her eyes
Ambitions to reach the skies
She steps into the city
Her spirits high, her heart flies.

The buildings, the malls, the shops
people working on their laptops
The freedom enthralls her
opportunities call her.

She lives in a cramped room
But she doesn’t mind
She just wants to earn a living
But the city ain’t that kind.

Everywhere she goes people stop and stare
She feels naked in front of their ugly glares
Undressing her in their filthy heads
Thinking of cheap things to do with her in the bed.

Jumping, hopping to get a little peek
Trying to take advantage as she is a little weak
Brushing by her breasts, by mistake
Saying sorry, but it’s all a fake.

She boards a bus
But it’s all the same
They call themselves human
But, alas! what’s in a name.

The passengers pass lewd comments
The conductor goes phew!!!
But she doesn’t give a damn
She has got an interview.

Come, come on you Chinkie
Show, show me your pinkie
Sit, sit on my lap
Let’s have a little nap.
This and a hell lot of crap
Is all she got
But she kept her faith in the city
And till the end she fought.

Tears in her eyes
Pain yet a resolve in her voice
Placating herself, she shows her certificates
But the only degree required is a fucking date.

Office after office, she tries her luck
But everyone just wanna give her a ‘nice little’ fuck.
Wherever she went, it was the same old case
Still she pursued her quest, with a smile on her face.

But as the money began to fall, so did her hope
The ignominy of failure, she just cudn’t cope
In her depression, she started to dope
And when it became too much, chose the rope…
Chose the rope, Chose the rope!!!!!

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Every time, there is a rape
You sneer, you jeer, you cuss
Blame it on the ‘easy’ girl
And make a little fuss.

Bit sitting in your filthy offices
Ponder for a while
Why on seeing a lonely girl
There is always a crooked smile.

Why cleavage is more important than mind
Why on seeing a rape, you all turn blind.
Why the girls in your home are sisters, on the roads a whore
Why on seeing a helpless girl, your virility soar.

Why you are a feminist to the world
A rapist inside
You animal, hypocrite
Why torturing someone gives you so much pride…..

If this is what you call modernity
SHAME ON YOU!!!
If this is what you call equality
SHAME ON YOU!!!
If this is what you call liberty
SHAME ON YOU!!!
If this is what you call humanity
SHAME ON YOU!!!
SHAME ON YOU!!! SHAME ON YOU!!! SHAME ON YOU!!!

Inspired by a hell lot of rap songs and real life incidents. Haven’t cared about a good rhyming scheme or correct tenses or grammar…..these things have been postponing nearly all my posts…

All for you….. None for me…..*

You might not see me sometimes, but i have visions only for you.

You might not hear me sometimes, but i have sounds only for you.

You might not feel me sometimes, but i have sensations only for you.

You might not care for me sometimes, but i have feelings only for you.

You might not feel my presence sometimes, but i m there always for you.

I am your shadow, you are my vista.

I am what you want me to be for you.

* This poem has been penned by my dear friend Mohua Dutta and donated to me to keep my blog alive…….Thanks!!!

Is it this easy to love her?*

I may look at you, yet not see you.

I may listen to you, yet not hear you.

I may touch you, yet not feel you.

I may be near you, yet not smell your scent.

I may kiss you, yet not know the difference.

I may accompany you, yet not be with you.

You may think you know me, yet not understand me.

Sometimes a friend, sometimes a foe.

Sometimes a soulmate, sometimes a stranger.

I may confuse you, yet interest you.

I may baffle you, yet enchant you.

I may be sweet, I maybe bitter.

And all you are left to wonder is,

Is it this hard to love her?

*This poem has been penned by my dear friend Mohua Dutta and donated to me to keep my blog alive…….Thanks!!!

Rants…..

Well, it was the BHM night this Sunday. With our hostel again managing to live upto its legacy of not winning anything, there was nothing much to do after the dinner. So we decided to go to Priyas to watch Black and white. It is without doubt one of the better movies Subhash Ghai has made (when compared with Kisna….) and the suspense and thrill in the movie kept us on the edge of our seats (ready to flee any moment, were it not for the 130 odd bucks that we had shelled out for the tickets, I don’t think we would have lasted the torture…..’paisa insaan ko kis hudd tak gira deta hai’). The sensitive yet elegantly presented plot and well etched out characters left you asking for more(I mean more pop-corns…..I can’t imagine how people used to tolerate such movies in times when there were no popcorns or pepsi….). As for acting, newcomer Anubhav Sinha has given one of the most memorable performances of all times (given that in the entire movie, he had the same expression, same stance, same dialogue delivery, you can’t forget it evenif you want to…..)

I don’t know why I decided to attend Signals and Systems class this morning after bunking eleven straight lectures since minor 1. I was, expectedly, at a complete loss during the entire class and passed my time jotting down random lines that came to my mind……..

I don’t deny
that I made you cry
But for all the laughs that we’ve shared
let’s give it another try.

I don’t deny
that I left you alone
but for all the golden moments that we spent together
one last time, please pick up the phone.

I don’t deny
that I was rude
But if you think that I ever loved you
Please don’t leave me in this solitude.

I don’t deny
that I was reckless about you
But let me tell you one thing
Baby, I can’t live without you.

Prem Rog

Ek tarang
Ek umang
Jaise jeevan mein navrang
svachhand aakaash mein udti patang.

Ek aas
Ek ehsaas
Jeevan mein bhar de halki si mithaas
Sudha ki ek boond jo mita de har pyas.

Ek soch
Ek vichar
kabhi baarish ke mausam ki pehli bauchhar
toh kabhi rimjhim si halki fuhar.

Ek haar
Ek alankar
Jiske hone se aaye patjhad mein bahaar
Do shabdon mein simta jeevan ka saar.

Ek kayaas
Ek vishwaas
kabhi lage ajnabi sa, kabhi lage kuchh khaas
Har cheez lage sunhari, ho jab woh paas.

Ek shakti
Ek bhakti
Jaise meera ki krishna ke liye aasakti
Duniya se ho jaaye jaise virakti.

Ek yog
Ek Jog
Do dilon ka ho jaise preeti sambhog
Shaayad ise hi kehte hain prem rog.