in the wind...

Ok, Now if u have heard the song 'Blowing in the wind' by dylan,
Then read the couplets in the same way .
If you haven't then please do hear it. Its just too amazing.

How many mines must a man mine,
before he can find his gold.

Yes, and

How many names do I have to strike,
Before the right string is struck.

Yes, and

How many shantis do i neet to meet,
Before she is forever mine.

The answer my friend is blowing in the wind,
The answer is blowing in the wind.

OK, from my perspective this would have been super apt some 5 years back.
But for the blog its always pertinent.
and lets assune the 'shanti' is a female version of 'kumar', 'kanth' as anup would have put it. :)

Them and I...

Then There was a meeting,
I sat there Scheming.

Then They started the discussion,
It added to my frustration.

They realised!! 'This issue is primary',
I decided my priority ' Nirvana, Double Apple and Sikandari'.

Finally some respite, they said ' Lets move on to the next issue',
I was elated, my ears heard 'Lets Wrap up this issue'.

Then They said 'We speculate, This issue is complicated'.
I died off. Pluchakkkkkkkkkk..

Shit what a shitty poem. U get the drift right??


BTW: Nirvana, Double Apple and Sikandari -> Flavors of hookah.

A hope forgone..

Voila!!...There she was again...
Hi, i told her, its been a while...

5 years i guess is a lot,
She said a 'Hi', and I knew something was right.

But a lot has not happened in those years,
The love has faded off in those years.

I stole a look, but looking into her eyes was never so tough,
That's when I realized.

She returns not to be,
She returns to say good bye.