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my FM is tuned to : like this :
'tera intzar hei : aa za.."
its very rare
my heart gets struck to an old melody
probably its your choice
that gets transformed into my psyche
of course the time factor is always overwhelming
its 1.14AM, as usual , my sleep is inclined on your signals
you being well at your dream world
my heart makes fool of me
getting awakened all the hrs
I accept the nonsense around
probably in a quest to know off my own intentions
I know
every moment brings its own queries
with no end at sight
but that's the way
I spend
what's at my disposal
vac cum running at the roots
all the ways
before I pen down
I ask myself
is it enough of me
for all the moments for me
I ask
with no crystal replies
but the quest
it remains intact
as I speed thro'
to chisel my thoughts
source: shipra.v
Anti-matter is a scientific postulate
it is somewhere in between a black hole and the matter of Universe
empirically it can be an endless source of energy
negative use is too immense and beyond description
at present I am referring to your love
When lone moments look beyond sadistic magnetic beams
aimed at my inner half
I look beyond my mundanes
I wonder
whether if
I stand for some meaning at all
day, night pass by
at my naive nerves
describing you and your love
with me
at the threshold of hallucination
child at my heart
goad me quite quick
never mind
a new start is at your arm's length
I start my new beginning
at every day and night
find
the start
ends at the usual end
I wonder
if you're
a start
or an end
or an end itself
I look at myself
without a mirror
but confronting your e-book
source: shipra.v
I was surfing for existential targets
generally not my cup of tea
as it taxes me a lot of energy
probably
Its too simple to know
why I remain focused on your thoughts
I chanced to read a mail by infosyian
it evoked a chain of thoughts
as I found me somewhere at the backdrop of the mail
except that I lack a concept of home
at my heart
may be
one day
you'll accompany me
to that exotic feels
I miss all the time
while on net
may be
you have a nerve of that lonely moments
but hardly to make out
where the twins
meet
if at all
source: shipra.v
Nature can be known only by multidisciplinary approach
that too at immensely higher level of awakening of all the fields known to a few chosen ones
Nature combines at a loci of creation and recreation
over an infinite scale of time and space
Paradoxically this is infinite small
when combination of plasma sciences and material sciences including bio is focused upon
Existential parameter es of Nature are too astronomical to strive for as the scale of time and space, applied over here is calculable arithmetically
Whilst the holistic approach towards the interiors of Nature gives an insight of ourselves
Peace and tranquility on a broader frame work of bio-life involves a thread bare understanding of all the aforesaid scientific jargon's
source: shipra.v
MY crashing journey to punjab and haryana for just wasteful eventualities may be the hall mark of my itinerary
but I kept close, my special moments
as nothing else interests me
I drove fast thro' many terrain types
calotropis( a hardy weed of dry arid zones) looked a nerve close to a moment where I equate me without you in my environs
Its 4.01AM
I know you are hoping to arrive at some distance for day
I am yet to sleep
you see!! my love!!
these hardy movements
and romantic love infestations
the Nature is a spoil sport
but probably no body can afford to help
except
the matter of chance
I wish
your little fingers
will never allow
to pass by
this chance
source: shipra.v
Bulleshah a sufi saint replied to an inquisitive disciple
to his ever great query " Saint!! How we find the God"
Bulleshah kept too long his moments with him before uttering the all pervasive truth
the Truth he told " Achieving God is like sowing opinion from one location to another"
the saint was putting seedling/saplings of onions in his home kitchen garden at that moment of the great find, relevant on eternity
but this time I'm referring it to your love
which is already with me
with or without your physical presence in my environment
(its 2.20 AM) and you can calculate the spin graph of your dreams to arrive at a conclusion
some people are special for their inner entity
Nature has chosen them for that only
the evolutionary trend is too complex to defy the common know how
but how does it matter
whether if you happen to live
at any place
yes!! that's the reason
I have hardly any inhibitions
to equate you
to the empirical equations
of the ecclesiastical
you can put a simple
why did I refuse to purchase the magnolias from vendor at CP
I could have placed it just before your e-book with me
the reason is simple
I have kept this special moment
for special occasion
and hope
that has to materialise
one day
source: shipra.v

My obsession with you has my brain sick of love lorns
it says
hell with you
tell Me!! why the bullshit !! you need a beauty around you
I remain calm
as the trap is too heavy to handle
I know a beauty doesn't have a heart
strange enough I still love a beauty
and look for a real beautiful heart
to reckon with
through my times
my heart gets horrible
it says
Horrible!! you the bastard around!!
the self contradictory spoilt genius
I still keep my calm
look around
I am happy at least it has some thing constructive to say of me
It gets further annoyed
you the difficult nonsense
when the hell!! you have a commonsense at all
I love this time
my heart
I know
A mirror can speak off the truth
and I try to locate you
some where
at that mirror
source: shipra.v
Many a times I wonder at my way of choosing the things around
my heart puts it in a more unique way
may be if its most of the times remains at loggerheads with my dumpy nerves
I have tried many ways to keep the waves flushing with storms either way
May be that's the way live world is defined in advanced biological books
I have not forgotten my subject
May be till day I love my univ carrier as do I fall in love with you every day and night
Just to find that you are occupied somewhere else
I know the die hard spirits are good
but sticky habits do have their flip points
as I simply surf your orkut for why you have not changed your whole profile
Is that the magma of life so relevant and so tender
I do search every day at your orkut
I was talking to myself as I crossed my way around vijaypath this eve
things looked as usual
but my destination of thoughts
its simply beyond
so is my love
source:shipra.v
There are moments
no thoughts and no desires
I equate to the environs
too mild
then comes off the blue
whether
its the ultimate aim
the spoilt learned ed prefer to say
of the ultimate
I hardly say
a word of the present and the yore
where is the elixir
of the achievements
studded with sharp failures
as the normal graph of the live
I struggle to find
a niche
near my heart
where I can afford to accommodate
my haughty nerves
I fall back
on your hallucination
once for all
if its
truth
which I prefer to evade
I negotiate
moments
after moments
source: shipra.v
This is a world war II antique being brought out of the deep earth
I have choosen it as my inner strength lying deep in ocean of thoughts of you'r auora
probably it has no chance of getting earthed out
I was a party to the thanks giving get-together in your office canteen, today
food was too good but for your presence
back home its as usual
the e-book of your relevance with me
and the time of hidden relevance
I just visited a government hospital as a part of some social help to the needy
I spent a few moments for the work
but your presence was omniscent of its absence
No body knew of you except me and my inner half
my acuintence was too formal to see me off in his new swift at the metro station of Jhilmill
I was probably finding a few moments to look off the mark with usual converse around the possible political set up of the days
way back
well!!
again you accopanied me
in and around my thoughts
my heart said ??
Its a secret now
source: shipra.v
Its all the free space of hard disc my dumpy head happen to have
I direct it with many a goody goods around available by default
the fishy flip points never ever resile to haunt me
probably that's the plausible reason you happen to thrive in my aura of fathomless questionnaire
fathomless emotion storms with haughty nerves
whys and buts criss cross on never ending zig zag of me
Nature has played truant
probably that why you come crashing into my being
with or without
I often search my neurons
relativity may to defined
but constrained with infinite
that may be the reason
you happen to be my replica
at my psyche
with or without
my heart do ask
how far
I keep mum
probably that's what
I don't want to define
source: shipra.v
Indian growth graph is likely to poised for steep uphill event
provided International scenario remains constant nonetheless
I was murmuring to myself
at today's show of things around me
internal upheavals taking stock of losses
me a die hard nostalgic loner
might have learned with lapses
one such eve at CP at late hrs of the event full night
but lost for the good turns to come off
with a vendor selling scintillating magnolias buds
my cousin remarked
let's have one
I smiled back
as if he was teasing me
his naive nerves probably didn't know
where the shoe pinches
I metamorphosed instantaneously
with a thought
Yeah" It would be better
If either of us could offer to some deity
He is a mech engineer fresh entering in the MBAs world of hectic life
my type of thins looked too dud
I pacified the vendor
better ask some one with memsahib
he smiled back
You are too good
I wondered at his joke
but could not visualise
what I will do with that necklace
I stood for a while
just to realise the beauty of the flower buds
he again said
I'll charge just a little for it
as its too late at night
I didn't realise to pay heed to his offer
we both came back
my cousin asked
why you didn't accept his so sincere and good offer
we could have given to some one on the road side
I smiled again
as said
next time
source: shipra.v

TTTTTOOOOOOOdddddddddddAaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
I was too sad
my heart felt its pathetic situation
as I probably lost you
before realising what you stand for me
over the time and space
Probably good hearts are not in my destiny quotient
my soul quipped too pensive
my brain remained silent as a senior experienced lot
as it knows the Darwin's famous discovery" Its the female part of a species who is decisive and Male part simply accede to the decision"
I attended a small gathering at Krishn Nagar in Delhi
the purpose was not related to me
but I was part to the "Yes"/"Committed" ceremony from the girl's side
I felt tormented at my heart
one thing I was not even a friend of any of the persons over there
nor the relative
I again felt sad
Why good heart is an evasive factor for me
My brain opined
Why the hell!! You want to possess a 'good heart'
What will you do with that
I remained silent
as if my heart simply wept over the description of my brain
I accepted the loosing side
as usual
with a brave heart and nerves too
I spent over eight hrs at that meeting of Krishan Nagar Delhi
after waiving off I started my car to finish the inning of 'NO MEANING 'and reached home 'quiet
'Its now 1.10 Hrs
You are again asleep with your roses
but my roses pales before they could bud
I opened your orkut
It read " Committed"
I could gather the change with same strength as described above
Let's hope
good hearts will strive for my innovations
and relativity
of the time
source: shipra.v
I remained hooked to news channels
with my FM with endless showers of love songs
political cauldron somehow came out with a palatable stability
may be for the name sake
as Indian democracy may witness a spell of upheavals primarily owing to uneven growth graph of the populace
but this will have its own cost over the scale of time and space
I with no relevance at my heart ticked slow enough to recall you too many times
with a break up of a movie on a private channel
a romantic combination of small events
My heart wondered with naive nerves
why this stupid commonsense is far behind in existential parlains
in my office
I often stand at the make shift tea stall
looking through the window at your office premises
once it was mine
I know you'll utter the same nostalgic commonsense after a period
I hardly feel impulsive enough to see you live
your room is hardly 2.5 minutes down stairs
my heart pulls me vigorous
I brush aside its advances
as the fresh spell of windy waives come in through my terrace at this Hrs (01.15Hrs),
you might have gone to bed of roses
but my roses are too deep at sleep
at a botanical garden in Punjab univ Chandigarh
I visit there quite often with my thoughts
but find no sense in disturbing their ambiance
may be that's why I disturb your ambiance
but only through this e-book
my heart asks
how far you'll go with your syndrome of fantasy of meaninglessness
I look at exteriors
It's quite romantic
Delhi life is alive through the night's heavy traffic
I often read too much not meant for noticing at all
so is an illuminated Bill-Board just outside straight in line of my sight
it reads
LOOKS
I read it millions of times at night hrs
as I have nothing else to do
source: shipra.v

Probably a heart is too immense equation
on the scale of time and space
who possesses is too difficult with himself
I lost in my usual thoughts
cross the Great Vijay Chowk
an ephemeral "karam bhumi" of mine
too often as the days pass by
the present life
is the way to happiness
my learned ed Friends utter too much of it
my the docile stupid around
get a little
and go back
to the heart equation
why I should leave my own self
for the bull shit around
I ask myself
is that reality so cruel
or the cruelty is so omnipresent
nonetheless omniscient
I brush aside
my burnt inner half
as if jealous serves no useful purpose
again I look back
around the environs
see if
some change is there
I know
change is what
I dither to accept
I stroll back to my reality
and ask myself
where are you
I see the horizons
whether if
it does exist at all
and if so
what for
source: shipra.v
Its good always
with or without
glamour lies at your heart
whether it pumps
with a jealous feels
I was lost in my usual thoughts
as I crossed the ubiquitous surroundings
people come here
with different meanings
each with its own meaning
I do thrive for meanings
all the times
I get galloped
to write about
what I may strive
but where is the flip point
my heart quipped
I saw around
as usual
it moves on dotted graphs
of days
to come
where is the change
you look for
with your thoughts
I kept silent
I knew the system's constraints
where I struggle day and night
to have a glimpse
of my love
and romance
It may be hidden at the beauty
of the heaven
I may not be entitled for
still I strive for
it quips again
what for
I look around the ambiance
as if
it may have changed
for the time
at least
I know little
source:shipra.v
.
I have a lot to reply myself
who is more beautiful
you or my distorted thoughts
after all
why you're at my centre stage of swirlpools
I probably dither to define my intentions
as I pulsate with my heart
I probably play a music chair game
with my reality
thoughts too
and find me
no fit place to sit
till the turn changes
I find myself
fighting for the place
till
the whistle of time
I recluse in you
being around me
whilst
my heart asks
do you really love her
I know
the reality crunch
it has made me too dud
to realise
what love stands for
me the die hard spirit
again play the musical chair game
see if
you fit somewhere
or otherwise
source: shipra.v
the day's talks of Indian political cauldron
I thought its one of the same things
but it does matter
environments and system puts a cost at your life
some times unbearable
to the extent
bio-life becomes an arithmetic quotation
I surf through your pensive heart
ignoring that of mine
as I had had enough of it
windy spells are intermittent
as I am pen downing
just to take advantage
of the time with me
my heart
it probably says
it would have been better
with you
I take it otherwise
its better too
without you
it says
don't be that harsh
to yourself
and the reality around
I know
it has forgotten
the real world
romance and love
its a matter of thoughts
more or less too theatrical
hell!! with your science
it retorts back
I remain calm at the acidic rebuke
another windy spell reverberates
outside
with a penchant resemblances
of the times
of my own days
source: shipra.v
its one of mails sent by navu
day and nights
it looks as if I am loosing like a running waves of rainy storms
with too much at hand
multiplied by arithmetic zero, at end
I stumble and get going once again
in a quest to ignore and find
what is least defined
at my heart
nerves too
thus goes
the little with me
find and forget
strive with a new beginning
new thoughts
stored in old fashioned bottles
I strive fast
to decipher
a few new
pearls transforming to sand cubicles
and the trend
reverberates
on the materialistic few
I happen to have
source: shipra.v
HOW often we sucumb to the wait and whip of verdict
expressed thro'
either external or internal
why a freedom factor remains in arithmatics
may be its naive to define such tiny aspects
but truth is somewhat that
the other extremes
they are not different much
I ask myself
what is this nonsense
around
in and out
find a little to clear
off the mess
I make
other moments
bring
what is not expected off
I live
I hear
and forget
to remain prone
to the verdict
I disdain
the cruelty
realise too late
what you're
is the best
at the moments
at your hand
again
I love your fragrance
let large
the fresh air
I see but can't retain
source: shipra.v
its a snap who will miss to understand the nuances one has to unreveal over the small moments at our hand
May be none is prepared for
things take shape at their own whims
time is too short to deliver a soothing effect
either way
I have often talked of love is complete in itself
but how far is this practical to let us live a normal way of life
One day I asked a similar question to senior Psychiatrist friend
who refrained from philosophy the haughty interactive nuances
but quietly said: who is normal
the words reverberate till date
as I surf hard my own tough times with little go ahead
Why we are left with struggling all the way
my heart says
Love is not too simple
to get realized
none the less
better be simple
if you love a simple life
but till date
I have yet to know
What is this bull shit simple life
source : shipra.v
Its a changed world as of nowMy physics teacher deliberated on "Wobble mechanism of molecules"to put it simple its how the molecules make a loosened relationship and react to perform ephemeral relationshipthis mechanism has been further evolved to progress the evolution of Bio-World
but how does it concern you
my heart asks
I locate your cell no. at my cell
try a lot you will respond on my landline
but the stupid electrons
it falters to connect to ; your heart
and I am left with
the definitions of
present
past
ladden with your thoughts
source:shipra.v
I am probably a little less stupid to ask the age old questions
but it makes no difference either
as my soul and heart
the combine pulls me too often
with or without
the blame game
any my romantic heart
I find a little sane nerves
may be that's the reason
I recluse some where
in and around
where you reside
with the breeze
of my thoughts
The reality crunch
I am evasive most of the times I happen to drive fast
landscapes of your shadows
may be illusions of the world around
but
a difference
its sufficient
to pull on
may be
for the time being
its how
I look for
another moments
struggle of
either ways
I find
facade of your love
source: shipra.v