dream

i was sitting on the steps of this bus. i cant remember where i was going but i knew that i was alone. i saw this strange building with a strange name on it along the bus route and felt a deep urge to go there and meet the people living there. and suddenly a small group of people bursts out of this building and runs towards the bus. when they came closer i saw that they were a bunch of little children, all of them with scarred faces. all of them were still pretty. also there was a teacher guiding them who was a little old but with a face that spoke of lost beauty. among those children there was a little girl who was unreserved and started talking to me. she talked about the atrocity being done to them by the authorities. they were being taken to a place far away to practice tennis. they would like to play tennis in their own small ground. i sympathized with them and cursed the authorities. The teacher also joined me.
this was a dream and will remain a dream.

Unoriginality

Here I stand fraught with thoughts.
Thoughts that always add up to naughts.
Thoughts so fine.
Thoughts so not mine.
How can I write something divine?

Minutes and hours blurred in dimension.
Words and images rage without cohesion.
I need a rope to tie them down.
My confusion, I must drown.
Weighed down to the depth of the conscious.
Till the undercurrents of memory, stirs obnoxious.
Driftwood decayed and dying.
Creativity crippled and crying.

A flicker of something new
In the froth that my brain spewed.
Hidden by the stolen visions
Of genii of a higher division.
Applause for these ramblings I get.
Their sheer unoriginality I regret.

No one will forgive and every one will forget.

I saw some Movies

I saw some movies .. Movies, which i dare to call MOVIES .. after a long long time of DUMB SHIT TV !
They are

1) American History X .
2) American Psycho
3) Jacobs Ladder
4) Good Fellas

I dont think i would be able to do any justice to these by writing a Review on them. Experience it yourself

i need to talk and there is no one around.
it looks like i am the last man in the world.
where are you my friend.

emotional promiscuity

pain
deep pain and my mind was sobbing
until i saw the happy people
and then i was happy once again
joy
i was overwhelmed by it
until i saw the unlucky ones
and i was unhappy once again

Surreal Dreams

- On behalf of BALA
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UNO:

i was inside the smallest atm in the world......i walked in with fever and cold and i inserted my card inside th machine(which was placed surprisingly low on the floor) with the cover on.......then the machine went bonkers and it opened up raining 500 rupee notes which i collected and rushed to my room.....i fell asleep and i woke up to find my cousin in the bed next to mine...he was nevr supposed to be there...i actually searched my room for the money when i woke up...


DOS:

i was in some remote town in USof A where a local doctor offered me a head transplant to get rid of a painful recurring headache....

TRES:

In the making ...

-ZEUS

Just look at what you have done to yourself?!

Aargh! .. Yuk ! .. shit ..
Just look at what you have done to yourself ....
You are in a pretty bad shape ... aint ya ? ...
You laugh on the outside ..
but you are bleeding inside ...
You know that the end is near ...

The seven arrows on your chest,
only drives you more to live life more ...
what the hell do we need ?
what do we enjoy ? .. really ...
is everything sour once you have it ?
creep up in the dark , in ftv-ville ...
ponder over the stars .. and dream like anything ...
will it be back again ? will we drive back ?
or will we drive forth for something untasted ?

Ambition 135

an exhilarating experience ...
love oneself, the peak of selfishness ...
forget the world ... and live for yourself ..
expect my hunt for death to begin this friday!!! en-route PONDY ..
the curse of a netizen gal , who says that her mom agreed that she marry me ..
what the fuck ?! we even havent met ......
gosh ... why are we all so big geniuses ? .. ram ? .. bala and me ? ...
someday soon .. its all gonna end ..
but before that .. lets believe..
"its all for ever"

forever,
NEO

i am bursting inside. i can't live like this. i thought i will live with myself. and god i am so boring.

man with no words

she sounded gay
and talked to me in her own way
like the same child
who used to be my dear friend
I could recognize those words
though scripted in long forgotten tones
and when i thought of talking
she went totally cold
for i talked no sense
and in an alien tongue
tender feelings being crushed
i felt the pain again