The more you talk to me,
the more you seem closer,
the more I fall for you,
I feel great to be a loser.
The more you look at me,
the more I get pretty,
Your love and wholly your love,
makes me write this ditty.
The more I start thinking about you,
I feel happier than ever,
if there is something that I like the most,
It is to get you forever.
To tell you all this,
I reach your doorstep.
These inner feelings however,
never leave my lowerlip.
A day would come,
and you will know all this,
It is then you will get to know,
What on earth you did really miss.
I keep on counting days,
for that special day to come,
That day is truely promising,
for a loving heart which has been so numb.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Monday, August 20, 2007
An apology!
Once upon a time there lived in woods,
a small rabbit who was very naive.
It assumed it knew everything,
the way of cunning world in which it was alive.
" Be friends with everyone",
this is what it always believed in,
"Never hurt anyone",
this is what it considered the biggest sin.
Despite these ideals,it did hurt many,
knowingly or the other way,
it couldnt bear the despise from any,
Which landed it on the grounds of grief and dismay.
The other animals didnt hate it,
nor did they love,
What pricked it the most then??,
it was adoration then,its a formality now.
how rude it is,
"to gain someone, you'd have to loose the other".
Whats the point in being such a society,
Where friendship is such a bother!!
Rabbit grew smarter,
It learnt a lesson,
"Talk to everyone,
be friends to none".
There is a rabbit in me now,
It has got into me somehow.
I confess I have started being skin-deep,
Its better for me than to cry and make others weep.
a small rabbit who was very naive.
It assumed it knew everything,
the way of cunning world in which it was alive.
" Be friends with everyone",
this is what it always believed in,
"Never hurt anyone",
this is what it considered the biggest sin.
Despite these ideals,it did hurt many,
knowingly or the other way,
it couldnt bear the despise from any,
Which landed it on the grounds of grief and dismay.
The other animals didnt hate it,
nor did they love,
What pricked it the most then??,
it was adoration then,its a formality now.
how rude it is,
"to gain someone, you'd have to loose the other".
Whats the point in being such a society,
Where friendship is such a bother!!
Rabbit grew smarter,
It learnt a lesson,
"Talk to everyone,
be friends to none".
There is a rabbit in me now,
It has got into me somehow.
I confess I have started being skin-deep,
Its better for me than to cry and make others weep.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Guy next door!
It all started in November..My fav month..
I usually spend my weekends at my aunts place.
Never did I think that I would meet my first love there!
One fine evening...
I was on the way to my aunts house..Bought few chocolates of my fave and knocked the door to surprise them.I never expected that a much bigger surprise was in store for me."HE" opened the door.He was extremely CUTE..cuter than the cutest person I have ever seen.
Rose pink cheeks and blue eyes..Red lips which bore a smile which could steal all the hearts in this world.He gently let me in and quickly stepped out of our house.Oh God!How I wished he could stay for some more time!!!
Slowly,We became friends.We used to share our chocolates,played together but never talked to each other.A "Sweet" smile always bid a "hi"..and an unhappy look on his face ,a "bye".
It was Feb14th and I was home again for him.We were watching a show on TV in which a hero offered a rose to his beloved one.Dont know what made him do this,but he quickly grabbed a rose from our table and offered it to me.I was more than happy and kissed him on his cheeks for the first time.What a special valentine!
To my shock,the next time I went to my aunts place,He left to his mothers place.It was then I came to know that he was an NRI and was on a vacation to his granny's house who happened to be our neighbour.He left behind a small soft-toy[A cute puppy] as a token of love.:)
He will be back to India this summer again-I am looking forward to it.
By the way,this guy next door is Sri Anuj 1.5 years old.
Friday, July 6, 2007
Welcome!
Welcome to another sem,
the hell is ready,
So are we,
all set for the 3rd year spree.
Gone are the days of fun,
the joy of vacation is all done,
Pleasantly monsoons take over the scorching sun,
IIIT usurps holidays leaving happiness to none.
Books in piles to look into,
Assignments in loads to do,
Lectures boring to listen to,
Exams are the worst nightmares coming true.
Yet here we are geared up for all that,
Life rocks in IIIT despite being fussy,
The doors of frustration are now shut,
Friends in the air to make it lovely from messy.
the hell is ready,
So are we,
all set for the 3rd year spree.
Gone are the days of fun,
the joy of vacation is all done,
Pleasantly monsoons take over the scorching sun,
IIIT usurps holidays leaving happiness to none.
Books in piles to look into,
Assignments in loads to do,
Lectures boring to listen to,
Exams are the worst nightmares coming true.
Yet here we are geared up for all that,
Life rocks in IIIT despite being fussy,
The doors of frustration are now shut,
Friends in the air to make it lovely from messy.
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
A-new-pama
A shy and timid girl was I,
when I got into a new world.
Bold and confident I am,
Perfectly reverse,my character swirled.
Sensitive I was,
And tears to wet my cheeks,
Sensible now I am,
I haven't cried since many weeks!
Poor is a man with no money,
Poorer is a one with no character,
Poorest is the one with no friends,
And I always wanted to be the richest however life wends.
Loadz of friends I started to make,
some true and some fake,
All are an addiction,
Be in any number,they are not an obsession.
Started to Love people,
Thanks to her who taught me how to,
Love is to give whatever you have and be humble,
Its all about how one soul can be equal to two.
A-new-pama is the one I never dreamt of before,
Here I stop to pen her though there is lots more.
when I got into a new world.
Bold and confident I am,
Perfectly reverse,my character swirled.
Sensitive I was,
And tears to wet my cheeks,
Sensible now I am,
I haven't cried since many weeks!
Poor is a man with no money,
Poorer is a one with no character,
Poorest is the one with no friends,
And I always wanted to be the richest however life wends.
Loadz of friends I started to make,
some true and some fake,
All are an addiction,
Be in any number,they are not an obsession.
Started to Love people,
Thanks to her who taught me how to,
Love is to give whatever you have and be humble,
Its all about how one soul can be equal to two.
A-new-pama is the one I never dreamt of before,
Here I stop to pen her though there is lots more.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Stars on the earth!
I looked at the stars,
and was fascinated.
They were small and beautiful,
pretty and they scintillated.
As I moved away,
they came with me.
A happy feel it was,
and great to see.
An amiable hand I lent,
"Lets be friends for ever".
A soapy hand I got,
"Friends with you?never!".
If I wasnt worthy,
Why is it that they lure?
I cried over them,
for I was ditched for sure!
Stars are the people
we quite often meet,
they are very bitter,
though they appear sweet.
I learnt a lesson,
the grapes I wanted are sour.
Now all that I am left with
is only tears to pour.
and was fascinated.
They were small and beautiful,
pretty and they scintillated.
As I moved away,
they came with me.
A happy feel it was,
and great to see.
An amiable hand I lent,
"Lets be friends for ever".
A soapy hand I got,
"Friends with you?never!".
If I wasnt worthy,
Why is it that they lure?
I cried over them,
for I was ditched for sure!
Stars are the people
we quite often meet,
they are very bitter,
though they appear sweet.
I learnt a lesson,
the grapes I wanted are sour.
Now all that I am left with
is only tears to pour.
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Wordpress blog of anoo's records!
Well,this blog is a collection of all the records I have made for myself and break them so often!
1.Song I have listened to myriad number of times:
Its "yekkada vunna" from nuvvekavali.Believe it or not,I have listened to this song 10,762 times a single day!Fantabulous lyrics I must say,a person who is truly mad in love would enjoy this song like hell.
PS:I am NOT in love.Yet I LOVEEEEEE this song.
Many other songs are still in queue,but this still remains my first choice.
2.Film I have watched uncounted number of times:
Its nuvvu naaku nahcchav..Dont know what magic's there in the movie,whenever I feel glum,I just play it and it revitalises me.
Perfect combo of comedy,love and sentiment.I still manage to find time to watch the movie atleast once a week in this busy schedule[4th sem in IIIT-CSE] of ours.
3.Well heres it-another record which I have recently made:
My mom was not at home ,neither my dad.So,I planned a big surprise for them-I decided that I would cook for them.I made Lemon Rice,cooked some dal and plain rice of which none of them turned to be edible.
Lemon Rice is the best of all-it atleast looked like one though it tasted extremely sour.Dal and plain rice turned out to be brown in color which I couldnt even look at for the second time- forget tasting them.
After they came home,we had a hearty laugh over this and discarded this "material" which our neighbours dog didnt taste either.
Great me!
4.Another record worth mentioning is that
I have watched Stalin in theature twice after watching it on my laptop.
No more elaborations on that!I guess it says it all.
5.Ultimate Replication:
Dont know in which class I was then.A painting competetion was condcuted in our school.
The topic was "Anything that makes you smile".
I was extremely lazy to give it a try to think on my own.
I just looked into my neighbours paper.He had artistically drawn a clown by then and was coloring it.
I merely copied everything from his paper including the colors he was filling in.
Believe this or not,
I even copied his name,his roll number,class and section which was the biggest mistake I made.
Both of our names were shortlisted[Ahem..in copied list] and the poor fella was disqualified for the final round.
Clever me!I denied that I copied from him..There was nothingon that paper that belonged to me!:D
[to be continued]
1.Song I have listened to myriad number of times:
Its "yekkada vunna" from nuvvekavali.Believe it or not,I have listened to this song 10,762 times a single day!Fantabulous lyrics I must say,a person who is truly mad in love would enjoy this song like hell.
PS:I am NOT in love.Yet I LOVEEEEEE this song.
Many other songs are still in queue,but this still remains my first choice.
2.Film I have watched uncounted number of times:
Its nuvvu naaku nahcchav..Dont know what magic's there in the movie,whenever I feel glum,I just play it and it revitalises me.
Perfect combo of comedy,love and sentiment.I still manage to find time to watch the movie atleast once a week in this busy schedule[4th sem in IIIT-CSE] of ours.
3.Well heres it-another record which I have recently made:
My mom was not at home ,neither my dad.So,I planned a big surprise for them-I decided that I would cook for them.I made Lemon Rice,cooked some dal and plain rice of which none of them turned to be edible.
Lemon Rice is the best of all-it atleast looked like one though it tasted extremely sour.Dal and plain rice turned out to be brown in color which I couldnt even look at for the second time- forget tasting them.
After they came home,we had a hearty laugh over this and discarded this "material" which our neighbours dog didnt taste either.
Great me!
4.Another record worth mentioning is that
I have watched Stalin in theature twice after watching it on my laptop.
No more elaborations on that!I guess it says it all.
5.Ultimate Replication:
Dont know in which class I was then.A painting competetion was condcuted in our school.
The topic was "Anything that makes you smile".
I was extremely lazy to give it a try to think on my own.
I just looked into my neighbours paper.He had artistically drawn a clown by then and was coloring it.
I merely copied everything from his paper including the colors he was filling in.
Believe this or not,
I even copied his name,his roll number,class and section which was the biggest mistake I made.
Both of our names were shortlisted[Ahem..in copied list] and the poor fella was disqualified for the final round.
Clever me!I denied that I copied from him..There was nothingon that paper that belonged to me!:D
[to be continued]
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