Suicide

Some call it a murder, some a divide
While I died long ago, there's nothing selfish about a suicide
You need the greatest guts to pick up that knife,
To become the greatest coward to end that useless life

The soul crushing struggle, the end of empty black tunnel
They call it mental illness an all consuming stillness
Sometimes I cried watching the waves collapse till my tears dried
And all I realized that being selfish is the only respite
and I decided to live

Bank-stress

Credits :Adwita Pant

Click clock she walks the streets,
Her head held high and tone discreet,
An air of grace, with a tinge of pride,
She likes her prey grilled, sometimes fried
Eat sleep rave repeat
The bank-stress on the loose with effortless ease
Her pet names go from monster to bitch,
They all pray to make her switch,
And switch she does like a change of dress,
FIVE, and counting- it's not enough for the bank-stress!

Trapped

Trapped is my happiness , trapped in my pain
Caged is my anger in my blood and veins
Where fear seduces and freedom cheats
Lies embrace and love defeats
Where every tear tears me some more and every wrath inside of me roars
Every turn takes me to middle of nowhere
And every trouble comes back to stare
Is where I am alone
Always so empty yet so overblown

Low Battery

It's been more than a decade and I have used more cellphones variants than my age all together the only common feature in all of them is **Low Battery**

So what are the typical situations when ticker says low battery:

1. When your boss has been frantically calling you, and you have not been able to pickup the call since you were driving, and just when you decide to say "hello" the phone dies.

2. When your mom keeps frantically calling you to ask, Ghar kab aaoge? Time dekha Hai! And just as you pick up the battery is brained out.

3. When you are in between an argument with your boyfriend /girlfriend.

4. When you are lost in the middle of nowhere, and can't GPS to navigate

5. When after a long gloomy day you just start playing music on the way back and it zonks off

6. When you accidentally upload a picture or a status message on Facebook and the phone gets switched off due to low battery.

Saving battery is an art and there will always be people who will have full battery no matter what .. So beware since low battery usually comes with high blood pressure !

Chapter 3 : The big mobile and metro saga

On a average day if you board the metro you will see almost all people engrossed in their mobile phones and a few might also turn a deaf ear to you with those wires dangling from the ears.

But what is it that they do on their phone all the time ???

1. Spying : Checking the "last seen " on WhatsApp is the most common tool for carrying out this activity. Another way is usually facebook.

2. Crushing the candy: C'mon stop crushing the candy !! And sending requests to your friends who abuse you for facebook spam. It seems that there is often a Candy Crush tournament in the metro. Other widely played games are Subway surfer and angry bird (ewww).

3. Selfies : From a distance you would think that they are staring into their phone, but wait.. Its the front camera busy clicking selfies that too in sequential mode. For all those who try to act cool trust me all of us have done that.

4. WhatsApp: Who doesn't send good morning forwards on whatsapp after all its a beautiful morning. What if you bump into someone while typing, jump and trip once a while since you lose balance while typing. Hell ya !

5. Music to the ears : It's okay to be listening to music but I don't want to listen to "agar to mil jaao zamana chodh denge ham" just because my neighbor has bad earphones . Not only that you can see headbanging and jumping to the tunes of joy.

6 Phone Calls: Lastly a phone is meant for phone calls, and yes you can see lots happening in the metro. From early morning romance to lying as to which metro station are you at, to gossiping about your mother in law , bosses Blah blaaah.   

Chapter 2: Swag Strategies to use in the Metro

Boarding Delhi Metro involves a lot of gut and glory. The following strategies are no less than the BCG matrix :

Did you know ?

1.Last in Last out 

 Never board the last coaches cause they are usually fuller.

2.Hawa Hawaai
The area connecting two coaches is the most ventilated so if u want to save you self from stinking sweat, you might want to grab a place to stand.

3.Stand at Ease
In stations like Rajiv Chowk, Badarpur, Central Secreteriat forget about getting a place to sit , keep focus on a comfortable place to stand.

4.Slimy Snake
Try to be as slimy as a snake, and grab the pole in the center and put your entire body mass on it.

5.Humble Bee
DONT try to be extremely humble and offer your seat to need in case you expect it back when they de- board, cause that will never happen.

6. No Signal
You will never get mobile signals at Patel chowk, Rajiv Chowk, Udyog Bhawan, so don't try to act over smart.

7. Deboard or Die
In case they make your sandwich in the metro and you can't breathe, its okay to deboard than to die.

May the power be with you !

Metro Diaries : Chapter 1: The Un -usuals

So this one is for those who literally eat & sleep in the Delhi metro. After these innumerable journeys and halts you must have come across these peculiar characters in the metro. Since I mostly travel in the ladies compartment it's been a while I have seen the other side, even then I am well versed with the aerodynamics. Let's find out :

1.The Grasshoppers

These are those who eye on potential seats and can even jump over you to get a seat. They are very flexible and adjusting as they can fit in tinniest spots.

2. Cyclops (X-Men)

They have an unusual power

to emit powerful X rays so they never remove their goggles (yes u read it right !) No matter what the weather outside is.

3. The Cinderella

These are usually spotted in the ladies compartment , they often shirk and itch if a molecule of dust touches them and you've had it in case you accidentally push them. They are fragile, delicate and nazuk.

4. Nana Patekar : The frustrated Indian

"Bhai sahab apne dhakka kaise Mara",

"abki baar modi Sarkar"

He keeps on picking fights with co passengers metro staffers just anyone under the sun.

5. The "Technova"

They have all possible gadgets and wires even if they dont have space to stand. They mostly work on their laptops and make business presentations ( at least show off that they are ), you often see them taking the corner two seats to charge them.

More coming up soon !

The "Iron Man"

A man who's kite does not get entangled 

The higher he goes the deeper he's mangled 

With the heart of gold and the nerves of steel 

Burning enthusiasm and his ever crusading zeal

The mirror not the scale is the enemy to most men

The uniqueness in his  economic ideologies is what they condemn

Is my country facing  a moral deprivation

Am i free in my own nation?

The winds of change are here for good

Or will the  topics of communalism and secularism be always misunderstood

It's time to Modi-fy and deliver

With a thud, not just a mere plain quiver !

I look back

These days when i look back

To the happy faces... the smiles

The promises of a hundred miles

The gossiping for hours, the cold coffee breaks

To make me realize that life has no retakes,

The eyes full of mischief, and the heart so pure,

I wish life too had a button by which we could restore

I don't know what the word beautiful would ever mean

All i know is that it's got something to do with you since you were sixteen, 

My heart seems to wander, 

My mind  seems to ponder

You are on a voyage, a new journey, a new path,

And simply nothing can drive us apart........

No ordinary

No ordinary dreams, No ordinary hope

No ordinary love, no ordinary dope

No ordinary failure, no ordinary pain

I aint any simple to be ordinary again

High rise marvels leave blemishes

Wicked dreams makes you selfish

Timid desires make you ordinary again

I aint any simple to be boring and plain!

Good night

When the night is not good
And you can feel shivers inside of you
When your head crumbles and your lips fumble
When those watery eyes
Gleam in the withering skies
When the wobbly feet
Dream of the summer heat
Does the sun kiss your forehead
And makes you walk ahead
Every step seems a mile
Every walk seems a trial 
But you need plunge ahead
For every tear you have shed
for every loss you have bled
and RISE

I Lie

I lie to make you believe
of threads embossed with velvet leaves
Black lies, white lies with a tinge of yellow
Lies that make you stronger yet a little mellow

I lie to make you smile
I lie to make you sleep
Lies so shallow, yet so daunting deep
I lie for power I lie for peace
I lie to cease each broken piece
It makes me hollow it makes me blaze
With no blacks, no whites just plain grays

It pains me, often hurts me, am i misfit?

A misfit where their pain gives you pleasure, their grief gives you joy, their suffering gives you hope, their tears give you pride
A misfit  to the crude politics of the corporate world laced with cut  throat competition with your colleagues
A misfit to the world of give and take, where everything becomes  conditional
A misfit where a thousand lies overpower a single truth, where money overpowers peace, where power superceeds passion, where anger overpowers love
A misfit to a world without peace,a world so loud that you can't hear yourself
Am I a misfit?

Never Cry

Never cry those tears are precious
Those eyes are of dreams worth a million stars
Never cry cause each drop has a glory an untold story
Never cry cause when you cry my world cries with you
Tears dry but thoughts despise
How strong i became they never realized
Never cry cause they don't get what goes inside of you

I and You

You liked what i said
You lied what i fed
You ran when i broke
You burnt the hollow smoke

I came to say goodbye
I came to utter a sigh
I came to my dismay
I came to run away

You came to let me go
You came although
You swallowed till you can
You stopped till i ran

Sent of a Woman

I don't need your sympathy
I don't need your tears
The dash of guilt and the unguided fears

What shook her heart, What shook her soul
You cannot replenish what all you stole
She wondered why did they do it, she wondered what did they want?
Would it surround her or will it often haunt

Give her a ray of hope with a pinch of care
Unchain the shackles of misery from the ugly stare
Give her a reason to be fearless, to be FREE
Not to be anyone but ME......

BLOCK

Mind clutter, mind block
Pumping thumping like a clock
Unleashing the fist of fury,
The white river ain't that slurry
Streaks of anger calms no longer
Makes u weak at times a little stronger
Blow, burn and devastate
till the wound seems to abate....

The anectode of a broken whiskey bottle

It's seen parties, it's seen raves
now it just sits alone and craves
Smashed to the core shattered all over the floor
it waits to wander, all it wants is to explore

With drops of dew and crystals of hazy blue
Like birds from distant lands that came all they way and flew
It pretended to be green, was it the rainbow or just a faint gleam!

The "Stray"

No matter how much u tame, it always remains stray 

When the drugs don't work, often goes to play, 

The streets are his kingdom, and seldom does he stay

He is more of a whirlwind, too lazy to run away

Surrenders to the wind, to the rains that decay

Abandoned yet so strong, up-til the squirrels drey, 

Some call it lucky, yet others blaze away!

Spill

A simple heart
or an apple tart?
a violet hill
or a popping pill?

The golden path 

or a silent wrath?

A deadly sin

or the fire within?

The violent roar 

or a happy snore!

The poker face yet the empty space