The lonely daffodil

the sunshine and the zephyr

imbued with a sweet scent

cascades gushing with water

and the fields flooded with green paint

the monotone of my footsteps

and the maiden in my memories

the merriment of the gypsies

and the hymns of the untold stories

I reach the acropolis swarming

with flowers that swayed with pride

but on a barren lonesome hill

a little daffodil stood alone aside

one little daffodil on a barren hilltop

with a few leaves to shed

and fewer petals to fall

I asked him ‘dear daffodil

Why you stand alone when rest

dance together with joy and glee?

Is it your vanity to stand by yourself?

which hinders you to join this spree

daffodil told me

‘just like the sun has to walk alone leaving

the company of stars and the moon

to spread light all over the world

I have to stay here and bloom

till I die for then I can

scatter my seeds on this bleak mound

to make it green once again ’

FIRANGI

भाई ये फीरंगी हें

पीज्जा देख के जीभ लाप्लापये
रोटी देख के मुंह बीचकाए
छुरी कांटे के बाद भी आदत इनकी बेढंगी है
भाई ये फीरंगी हें


हफ्ते में एक बार नहाये
कमरे से भी बदबू आए
ये सेंट लगाने वाला भंगी है
भाई ये फीरंगी हें


कमीज इनकी भूरी है
और पतलून का रंग भी नूरी है
मगर भाइयों क्या कहना ,चड्डी इनकी रंग बीरंगी है
भाई ये फीरंगी हें


इनके लीए गंगा गंजेस और दील्ली डेली है
लगता है इनकी जीभ पे जेल्ली है
इनको लगती अपनी जुबान ही चंगी है
भाई ये फीरंगी हें

पता नहीं घोंसला सर पे है
या घोंसला पे सर है
पर बॉडी की waxing है
भाई ये फीरंगी हैं

ख़ुद को हाई क्लास समझते
shit f*** a** जैसे शब्द बकते
इनका status unbearing है
भाई ये फीरंगी हैं

नशा मार कर बहकते है
ख़ुद को bill gates समझते हैं
मगर जेब में इनके तंगी है
भाई ये फीरंगी हैं



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Resolutions ...

Well , I had decided that this is the end of this magnificent blog when i wrote the last page from my dustbin but as the time passes I realize how important it is for me to write , yes I am not a glamorous writer nor a awesome critic but do you really need to be good at what you like ?

Do we need to be Schumacher to enjoy a ride or be Tendulkar to play cricket?

I suppose not and hence I am here writing although I know a few take pain to go through this rubble of words and sentences! Now about the dustbin ,of course I lost it , but I have other things which are more central to my thinking and more vital for my survival and far more significant than a debris of broken desires covered in thick gray soot of grief. And another thing that took me some time to realize that I am a 19 year old and I shouldn’t run for my mom for every nick and prick, something which embarrasses me but tempts me at the same time.

So I start the third to be glorious year of my life with certain resolutions :

1. no sulking in acads

2.no more stupid self-indulgent acts

3. no more dustbins , (only gorgeous coffee cans ;))

and for relieving the kind readers from the monotonous “no “ ,

4. an attempt to preserve my health (yes, it is in “that “ bad condition)

A DAY IN DEP

Well it’s well asserted that science students are witty and clever, and whoever wants to have a live proof should give us a visit .we the students of DEPARTMENT OF PHYSICS IIT KHARAGPUR match the levels of great Feynman in wit and our abilities are at a peak in the classroom until we are asleep……

Well I know it’s not possible for u all to tolerate the physics class hence I present here a small account on paper, Oops sorry on web.

Class 1 electrodynamics: physics dep +aero dep

Prof: pass the attendance sheet..

The sheet is passed and people deliberately write their names as well as others name … chitta is by default absent

Mission complete objective achieved ,class is dispensable…

Prof: blah blah blah… (well I don’t really care)

Prabhu :sir I didn’t understand @##^*…

Prof: well if you were present in last class you would have known ,I did it

Naru:sir @#%^*()543^& @# $%^&* #$%^& (uses some intricate words)

Prof: well can you repeat the problem… in the meantime someone solves his problem)

Naru: sir he solved my problem

Prof:but what was the problem..

Silence for a while…

Prof:blah blah … (well he can do that for rest of eternity)

Everyone eyes fixed at their watch people getting anxious

Prof: ok so I stop here.. (thank god..)

Priyesh(aero):sir ,why does blah blah

Chorus: M_C_D

PROF:Blah blah …

Everyone frustrated thinking about the stuff on dc and the aftereffects

Class ends

Mr. x:sala e prabhu priyesh aur naru, maro sala inko matha bhuka diya hai

Rakesh: bahut ho gaya ,hum ghar ja rahe hain, litti khayenge…

To be continued…