Monday, May 2, 2011

Stupid Rain

i am sitting under hope
waiting for the rain to stop
u carry on walking
away from me

i want to hear your voice
but u aint looking back
can we aleast meet
you keep turning round and round

i guess i am not
good enough
strong enough
right enough
for you.

rain keeps beating down
the road and my soul
my heart cant even burn
and tears go invisible
how i wish for the rain to stop
so that you can hear me scream

i guess i am not
good enough
strong enough
right enough
for you.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Blue Pumpkin Trouble.

I have been different from others and that is due to my color - Blue. I am a blue pumpkin and honestly, i am proud of it. I haven't been proud of my skin tone always but that has changed lately. I have traveled far and wide to find a companion sharing the same trait. There isn't anyone. The other pumpkins might look at me in disgust or even pity but i hold my head high. Mighty high.

As i was travelling down the road, following the directions given to me by a elderly palm tree, i started wondering why i was Blue. If there was a divine reason or maybe just a stupid one. The road less traveled has the answers. Answers that follow the gust of wind or randomly move alongside the Brownian particles. With my mind occupied with these seed shattering juices i barely noticed the sign post. With a sudden start the post became lucid to me and started yelling. it was saying something along the lines of how the youngsters don't heed to their elders advice. Everyone is capable of giving advice. Its like a congenital disease one is born with.

Friday, January 21, 2011

Samurai Champloo - review

I absolutely loved Cowboy Bebop and the intertwining jazz music, which truly shone bright. So I fished for some more “stuff” from Mr. Shinichirō Watanabe. Coming across “Samurai Champloo” I thought of getting some info about the series before I start. This is what my friend had to say – “I don’t remember the series name but it involved 2 samurai’s. One was strict and the other was a total ruckus but they rocked the house and it was awesome!!”

I saw the first episode and I smiled. It was same with Bebop. The funky factor of the series was evident and the premise of the series was pretty simple – Finding a samurai who smells like sunflower! (Do sunflowers even smell??) So the affair started for 26 episodes and its memory still remains due to the impressive melodic (rap/R’n’B/Blue/hip-hop) background score. I am writing this piece while ear-geared on Champloo music. Lookout for the music in episode 18, the one with all the graffiti fight.

So what’s the stick you ask! A young girl named Fuu is the one who is looking for the samurai who smells like sunflower (evidently her father, oops). She is accompanied by two samurai’s who have a bloodlust for each other but in a very warrior-ish way. The disciplinarian young samurai (Ronin actually) is called Jin (“Jean”) and the carefree one is Mugen. These two promise to help Fuu as she helped save their lives. Now the trio have started their adventure without any clue about the samurai who…you know!!

As you watch, you will notice a lot of anachronistic examples spread across the series. A lot of places may also appear out of time (that’s what anachronism means). Hip=hop culture, rap music, gangsta styled bandits and my favourite – scratching DJ-style. Oh yeah, there are graffiti artists also. The main characters are pretty laid out including their history. Ofcourse this is revealed slowly with the flow of the series but the supporting cast doesn’t play much of a role. They come, they go. Through the journey you will meet few interesting characters such as graffiti brothers, blind musician and the warrior stag beetle. And man can Fuu eat, like hell she can.

Essentially the series get a little heavier towards the last few episodes but the gravity demanded the sacrifice. There are a few loose ends but common stop whining, nothing is perfect. The ending, for me, kind of choked me. I know we are suckers for happy ending especially when we have seen the protagonists go through a lot. But you can’t use that as a pretext and just show anything. Both – Jin and Mugen - get involved with heavy fighting that should have killed them. Alas, the happy ending (Phew). I guess the creator must have had an idea to create a sequel with the so-sequel-ish-obvious ending, but Champloo never got the publicity or rating or both for that to happen.

If you are looking for an anime which is simply chilled out to watch and with great music score– Champloo is your cup of tea else sorry about wasting your time with this. Champloo is about subtle human emotions which are endearing and believable.

To end this, you can watch this series with your kids (or abuse sensitive person) as there are lots of beeps at the right time.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Chapter 3

- Do you want the world to end?
A slight nod assenting to the question.
- Why?
Nothing. Not even a muscle twitched. For a someone new this might mean only one thing.
INSANITY.
This had been asked to him for over 2 months now. Still no reply.
My name is Jack and i am a weird one. As i go on living through the mundane life, this man caught my eye, literally. When he was brought in, his head was hanging and his eyes covered by long bangs of his. When he passed me by, suddenly he looked up into my eyes.
Thats what i meant by - Literally.

Every time i enter his room i think to myself let him not speak. I have grown accustomed to the mystery. He wants the world to end but does mention his reasons. His eyes have no remorse, actually no emotion. Its like they have been burned with all the world has to offer to him.

Its 12th June, 2078 and it's Sunday. My perfect little routine as about to become a tragedy which was a cog inside the giant wheel of events.

-Lets try again. Ok.
No response.

-Why do you want the world to end?
Still no response. Or was there? I thought i saw a vein pop up. I couldn't be sure. So i pressed him.

- What will you get when the world ends?
There it was. There was no mistaking it.
He slowly pulled himself back from the slouch and looked into my eyes.
-- Its YOU!!!

His first words and they sounded ominous to me.

- What do you mean by - "Its YOU!!"?

He continued to stare at me. But it was not aggressive nor passive. It was like he was sympathizing with me or my destiny.

- Please you can trust me!

I tried to be patient. That was the only virtue that i had, though not very useful when you are working for a company that merits resourcefulness in a crunch.

-- I trust YOU. But the others don't.
He held his hands on the table and continued.

--I have been meditating all this long, trying to confuse them. But i am not strong. They know you are here and they are coming. You are too Weak. Too weak.

This hurt me. It pushed a school time memory back to me. I was weak then also. I couldn't help my friends, i couldn't stand up for myself or my family. It was then i realized that i needed to be stronger. Sitting in front of this stranger i felt the same feeling of despair. With all the strength i overcame that and put on a stolid face.

- Who are the Others you are talking about??

With pity in his eyes he said.

-- They are the Future.
-- I am Samson Wurth. You can call me Sam. Above all you should flee this place. Go to Meaner Plains, to the south end. There you will meet someone. A guide. Your destiny, your role in this universe starts there. The beginning will unveil itself.

And with that he smiled as if his purpose lay resolved.

It's ME. The gravity of his words would not set up on me yet. But the whole conversation was captured, tone by tone. Poker face still on, i stood up so to announce that this meeting was over.

-- Don't be late. Leave within 5 hours or else the world will End.

He was serious. I knew his eyes. They had been with me all the time, since we had met. There was no knowing what he talking about. Th Future? Another gang on the street. But what would they need me for. As far as i could tell my job was the least bit interesting. The only thing that i could be proud was the inability to sleep.

The Insomnia. That was when i was most active. The night gave me the thrills and there was no substitute for that. I felt alive in the black chill of the night. But this was all so creepy. I knew i would have to report it to the others.

I had to talk to Jon. He would have some answers.

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Anathema.

Burn O' World
Burn with me
As i go to Sleep
Fill poison in me
Wipe this Grin
Coz i will stand
In flames and all Blue
Seething red
As i see the real You.

The Hunger
The Envy
The Lust
All grounded to dust
I don't need them
Smirking in the shadows
The soul is lost
As are my sins.

Be my curse
The shade of death
My bloody omen
Burn me to hell.

Monday, May 24, 2010

How to Train the Dragon(You) Against the Bigger Dragon(Read : Monday)

I loved the movie "How to train Your Dragon". Quite a refreshing movie, it was.But please don't get confused with the movie. What I am about to write, and you read, is quite different. Literally.


This is all about, Monday. How hard we hate Monday. How we yearn that the Monday should never come. It’s not a person. It’s a demon re-incarnated to make your head go all dizzy. To make you believe in End-Of-Days. Monday Blues is a common trumpet and we all identify with it.


A Monday wouldn't be complete without the more-than-sober-screwed-up Sunday night. Realizing the event which will unleash in few hours, we try to be 'good'. Santa Claus will give you a gift only if you have behaved (sly smile). So it’s really a last minute effort and we know it ain’t good enough.

People will go on writing about how they hate Monday's and so on, sing about it, and write a poem about it (who does that???). My intentions are very pure and optimistic. I am going to tell you how exactly a Monday should be like, so that we don't find it ominous any more. And if you are a school/college goer, this doesn't regard you so get on with your life.

1. Office should start at 11AM. Atleast. There should be someone at the door to give you a drink (non-alcoholic, of course).

2. By the time you reach your sitting place, you are refreshed with your eyes as open as they can be.

3. You meet up with some people/Colleagues/Back stabbing ass's/Chai-waala (if you have) and take a quick look at the prettiest girl in the office, without making it obvious.

4. This might consume a lot of energy as you have just come back from a very busy-trying-to-relax weekend. You can't just start jumping around. Even monkeys don't do that (sigh).

5. So you need something to get back on your feet. Whatever it is, Get it or be nice to the one sitting next to you and ask him/her to get it for you.

6. Before you realize it, it’s almost noon. Time to start your long and slow walk, towards the canteen. On your way stop at every possible stop and ask people about their weekend. It will always bring a smile on their face. That might be because, after hearing how bitchy your weekend was, theirs wasn't so bad after all. Or they are just being polite and want you to move on.

7. Oh God!!! It’s almost 1:15. Have your Lunch and don't forget the paan/ice- cream/juice/tea/smoke.

8. The time has just crossed 2pm. You have met most of the people you were going to meet. Rest; anyways don't deserve your time.

9. Next 2 hours are very important. As people say, before gyming/playing you should do proper warm-up exercises, lest you pull a muscle or two. You will do some of the important tasks right now which will help you immensely by making you look occupied whenever your boss passes by (in the coming days).

10. Start your computer. (Everyone works on a computer is a general assumption. If by any ill-fate you don't fall into that category, go back for another round of ice-cream). Watch intently as the computer starts humming and gets a life (ya right?!!!).

11. Check your emails as they will determine the course of your destiny from now on.

12. Do a group-chat with all friends available, discussing all about the recent movies, the rumour going around and what not. Finally discuss something related to "Work". This is only like dusting your table. Nothing more. This will hardly take 15 minutes. Don't Panic and take a deep breath.

13. Now you have gotten through the "hard" part of the day. It’s all about planning isn't it? Open up that group chat window once again. Start the controversial topic...the headline that you saw on India TV yesterday night which made you ROFL.

14. Have you seen your watch?? Its 4pm. Time to visit the canteen again. To cry out your woes. To give shoulder to each other. To check what’s "new" around.

15. Well, what da ya know...its 5pm...And I gotta run.

See ya later fellas.!!!!!!

Have a Great Week.

:D

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Keep talking to me.

Keep talking to me
As the night flows by
Please hold my hand
and don't let it go
As we start walking away
My heart starts to ache
You turn around to look
and the view takes my breath away
I stop and stare
But don't mind me
Just keep talking to me.

I close my eyes
In the broad day light
To get my feeling right
I picture you standing by my side
Oh how lovely you are
You bring spring to my heart
I am lost in your thoughts
Without any care of the world
But don't mind me
Just keep talking to me.