Category Archives: Weird

How I write a poem?

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I am not a born poet nor I claim to be one. But yes, every now and then at a spur of a moment I pen down my thoughts in a few verses. And bingo, we have what I like to call a poem.

I know many people usually take hours or days to write one, to perfect it, to complete it, while for me it just happens there and then. Maximum an hour and I have it ready. Maybe cos its pretty clear of what I want or what I have on my mind for it. And I just know thats it. And I dont have much to add, its complete.

Recently, I have been working on a poem for a few days now, which is quite new to me. And its strange also for the reason that everyday I look at it differently and have something else to add. Maybe cos I want to fit in everything that I have on mind, or maybe its still not a complete picture that I am preparing with words. I am always certain of what I am looking at, but this time, it doesnt seem the case.

Whatever the case maybe, its a pleasure to read it and smile for I still dont know whats more to come. I am in no hurry as I have all the time in the world and I would rather enjoy the ride than the destination.

Where has the breakfast gone?

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I remember my childhood days (and before you get started, let me clear the air, they arent that far away in history) and how breakfast was not something that required a special mention. It was there. Like any other normal routine. Be it stuffed paranthas, maggi, chole bhature, grilled sandwiches, egg or whatever. It was there. No issues.

Then came a period of ‘Mom what’s for breakfast?’ when paranthas became oily, maggi’s new taste-maker was developed and that option went out of the window as well, chole bhature were fattening. There were hardly a few options left for ‘breakfast’.

And now I hardly eat breakfast. Breakfast is an event. I am asked by friends or colleagues ‘breakfast kiya kya?‘

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Why do we dream while sleeping?

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Arent we supposed to be resting while sleeping? Then why do we dream? Why is it that we remember a few of them and forget most of them?

What do they mean? What is behind these dreams? Some unfulfilled aspirations? ( I am not too sure how many people would actually want to have a reality of answering a question paper in just the last 30 mins)

It seems most of the times that we are living these dreams. The fear, nervousness, even physical responses at times reflect it being there as a reality to us. havent you experienced getting up from a dream all drenched in sweat (not when there is no electricity, duh!!), or speaking a word and getting up?

Does it even occur to you that there might be another world you are living in? When you sleep here, you go there. And when you sleep there, You are here!

Freaky, isnt it? Think about it.

Fuck me baby !!

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I am hot…so fuck me baby !!

What is wrong with our youngsters today?? I had a glimse of some of the most atrocious T-shirt scribbles today and this was amongst one of them.

Another one that caught my attention was

My girlfriend asked me to become more affectionate… so now I have 2 girlfriends!

A master piece calls for great labour. By those standards I am one… er.. ask my mom!!

Going at this rate, I dont know what to expect of my kids. That is when they arrive and go and shop for themselves :-P

What is your Personality type?

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Imagine you walked into a small hut by the river in the jungle.
You pushed open the door, in front of you were 7 small beds to the right of the hut, and another 7 small chairs surrounding a small round table.

In the middle of the table was a round food tray with 5 kinds of fruit in it. There are:

a. Apple
b. Banana
c. Strawberry
d. Peach
e. Orange

Which fruit will u choose? Your choice reveals about u!
Made the choice? Now read ahead for results.

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Hello!! I have grown up

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The last time I checked I was 25 but still need to be bullied into studying.

My mom still needs to ask me when will I start studying especially when I am busy and totally engrossed watching ‘You’ve got mail’.

My sister still bugs me and scares the hell out of me counting the number of days left for the exam.

My dad would in his subtle way just ask have I got the admit card and datesheet when he sees me strolling around aimlessly.

I thought only school kids need cajoling and pushing for studying and not people who are in their mid twenties. Arent they old enough to know what they are supposed to be doing? Maybe not.

I know only 13 days are left and I am lazing around and watching a movie. Cmon guys I have grown up… I think I know when to press the panic button. And when I do, you will see it all over my face :D

Sister Talk

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My mom’s sister and her daughter have come over to stay for a few days. I am amazed to see the length and duration of chats my mom and her sister hold. They just go on and on and on. They just wont stop. Be it in kitchen, in front of TV, while lying on bed… it simply doesnt stop. So much so, that whenever I enter the house, I find them talking. What do they really talk so much about? You like me must be asking yourself.

Many attempts at eavesdropping either got me into deep slumber or bored me enough that it forced me to simply walk out of the room. They talk about recipes, cooking, schedule of their family, clothes, shopping and what not. Even the habits or nuisance of their housemaids!!

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You are fortunate, if your mom is ‘Mean’

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The title of the article isnt quite what you would send to your parents in their anniversary card. But my sister just did that!!

Now you may pick up your jaws off the floor and continue to read why it was sent.

Someday when my children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates a parent, I will tell them, as my Mean Mom told me:

I loved you enough… to ask you where you were going, with whom, and what time you would be home.

I loved you enough to be silent and let you discover that your new best friend was a creep.

I loved you enough to stand over you for two hours while you cleaned your room, a job that should have taken me just 15 minutes.

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The ‘J’ Factor

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How often do we ponder over the reason behind our jealousy. Is it only cos we are saddned by the fact that we dont have what others have or we didn’t get what others did. Or is it the realisation that we may NEVER have what others just did !!

Many a times the jealousy is artificial. If thought logically it shouldn’t be there at all, as there seems no reason for it to be in the first place. But then, when we talk of the J factor, logic simply goes out of the window.

We all are jealous at some point or the other. Jealous of our siblings, friends, companions, seniors, neighbours, acquaintances and so on.. But the reason and the extent of jealousy varies considerably when we move within these domains. Jealousy may not always be for material issues, it can be present even for the silliest and the most stupid reason as well. I think even the life of this fator is a question that calls for some thinking.

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