" I see Her Everywhere"

I just woke up
the light seems sort of idiosyncratic
sort of more enticing;
the trees are more green
kind of more livelier;
the air is soothing
it kind of bears this corporeal form;
And her hair are all over my face.

I m sitting in the bus;and somebody
is sitting beside me.
I m reading this book; and i can see
the words smiling at me.
I m singing this song; and i hear all
the birds singing with me.
And her eyes are like those blue waters
hiding life underneath them.

Every sound is like a music today,
the weirdest thing so amusing today.
In the crowd i see a single figure today,
or does every figure seem so similar today.
And i hear a ballad,a luminary ballad,and
a percussion,its her voice;that of an angel
taking me away from the milieu into
a sequestered territory.........


But for her visage ,i would better be blind
But for her voice ,i would better be deaf
But for her touch,i would better be benumbed
But for her ,i would better be dead.

Oh !! i just heard her laugh
and i just saw her smile
Where is she?;near me
Or is the distance a few thousand mile.


[INSPIRED FROM "I See Her Everywhere" on www.simplydevansh.blogspot.com]

Are U Ready ,For What's 2 Come ??

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If you are a Cassandra ,this one is not for you. Or maybe this is the one for you.
Not meant for crepehangers and cynics..or maybe solely for them.

You have sanguinity ,faith they say,but have been rendered hopeless so many times that it
has diluted your hope in hope.
Its not that you are apprehensive of fortuity .
You don't fear defeasance,you don't care losing..
But how many times????
And you keep trying,and keep losing. It sort of fills your brain with ambiguity and you are sort of
uncertain about certainity .Things that were so vivid have convoluted themselves into an abstruse and perplex labyrinth.
When diligence doesn't pay and luck keeps fooling you.When your own methods seem outlandish to you and you get impetuous to find out the reasons....
and contemplating over the reasons ....
when you find numerous and you find none,
that's when i ask you ....
are you ready for what's to come ??


" Some are mad ,while others laugh
Some live alone with no better half
Others grieve and others curse
And others mourn behind a big black hearse. "

Yes you might get lost in wretchedness .Your aim itself might become undefined.
"skies might get dull and cloudy;the air becoming hazy
thoughts sullen and broody;all logics may get fuzzy."

So is silence now the only sound ;your breath the only motion around??
But then even if its not your fault ....who else is to blame???


They say an unachieved aim is one which was not clearly percieved.Or was vague;obscure let's say...
If you are insecure and irresolute whilst making your commitments ,you are preparing yourself
to prepare again !!!

There is a simple solution then that i propose ...
"Just open your heart
And push the limits ."

Abolish those established ideas and forget all preconcieved notions..You have to rise up again..dude there aren't any options....Don't give a damn about what others think and don't give a f*** about what they have to say..Life is yours,go live it your way.


"A faint glimpse of hope ,even the slightest one
Hang on ; the only nostrum
To live a dream ,convival and jocund;a mirthful one
live it then;all blithesome
An intrepid heart ,not a fugitive one
No matter what its gonna become
ARE YOU READY ??
FOR WHAT'S TO COME ..."

What then is the cause of despair;what then is the cause of befuddlement ?
Dont let your reasoning to be equivocal and dont let your faith to be tottering and wobbly ;come on then let's remove all fear.If you have failed a hundered times....hmmm...yes there have been who have failed 101 times but, incidentally so, i have heard that a few have done it at the 102nd attempt.

"What have you lost??
What was there to be lost???
Did they count you as a loser;did they presume you to be over????
Mad is the crowd,foolish are the people...."


Your Life Has Just Begun.....
But just tell me..
Are You Ready For What's To Come ??????????????????

Obsession

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it is a disease,a fascination,an absurdity,a fate!!
obsession is all of them and none of them..
A coercion,a fixation,an ide'e fixe..
yes it is an affliction ,like neurosis.A compulsive preoccupation with something or someone.An
irresistible impulse;which cannot be subdued.
The magnitude keeps getting bigger.Retrospecting on the earliest one ....
I donot know whether there is a better batsman than SachinTendulkar,nor do i wish to know.
I have followed him for the past ten years now...Whatever he does defines cricket for me and
'Nothing Else Matters'. Like fighting with the best of friends for him..like watching his shots
over and over again..like being glued to the tv a day before exams..like getting up at 2:30am
, when i was ten,after having dreamt him and trying to emulate him.That though was earliest
of the list.And then there is this latest obsession of mine.A disease too,a coercion that pulls me.
And each time things keep getting more intense.
The cure for an obsession,is to get another one.
At twelve i got another one called Hrithik .I watched all of his movies,time and again,not
only when the whole world was going gaga over each of his performances but also when he
was completely written off.I took a two year long break from movies when he did between 2004 and 2006.Be it any performance at any event,any function or any news;i have collected them
as one collects books. And that sirs is not a hobby.For those who do it, must do it.
those who do not ,think of it as a cousin of stamp collection,a sister of the trophy cabinet,a
bastard of a sound bank account and a weak mind.
But this latest one is as absurd as it gets.Is it a person?a he or a she? an object,a thing
that i want to posess??Or a desire unfullfilled !!It is difficult to describe because it is too lucid
and to intricate.
I keep thinking about it all the time .And when i am not thinking about it,all i think is
"how to not think about it".
But you can move on with them.They say that obsession is a young man's game ;then my
only excuse is i never grow old.
When i was in class 9, my mom castigated me for being lackadaisical with my academics.
I sat down the same night with my books and when i got up after 13 hours(now you dont study
for that long in class 9,do you?) i was almost sure what i was going to be in the future.I had
caught another one.I had got lost in maths and physics and chemistry;in those formulae, in
those equations.And no doubt that here i am ,five years from then ,doing my engineering.
"Your ability to use the principle of autosuggestion will depend,very largely,on your capacity
to concentarte on a given desire until that desire becomes a burning obsession." says Napolean
Hill.There have been times that i have given more hours than that...but i no longer do it very often.But whenever i do it,it still feels like it is the maiden innings.
Its something similar to the obsession of women with shoes.
And there have been others,Small term ones ,like Scarlett Johansson,like Andre Agassi,like Dan Brown novels ,like Enigma and like LOTR...
and you just move from this one to that.
But the current one fascinates me.The mere mention of it brings smile to my face and hope in
my heart.To be an obsessional means to find oneself caught in a mechanism ,in a trap
increasingly demanding and endless.
When it comes to describing this one...Its like the heart pumping blood as fast as it can and
the same blood wanting to ooze out of the body.
its like the brain trying to contemplate on an idea and its like not knowing what that idea is !!
It's like every part of me wanting to posess this,but i donot know how?
Is it a feeling?..then sure is difficult to express...
A craze? or a delusion ???
On occassions i do tend to get fidgety,fretful ...feeling sort of nomadic,like someone who hasnt
deciphered a hidden code.
I can see it, with my eyes closed but not when open...
I can hear it in my favourite music..
I can feel it all the time....
And its like knowing what you don't know and not knowing what you know !!!!!!!!

"the rise & The Rise"

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things were woebegone,the air was despairing and hopes forlorn...............

Well he rose....many rise !!!!
A star was born they said ....not the first time did they say that.
Was he a star with glaze enough to spread its splendour among others or for that purpose beyond them..
I guessed so..
But then i have hardly been scrupulous in any of my predictions till date.
His very first performance had catapulted him overnight to instant superstardum.Gals had
gone nutty as a fruitcake and guys were staring ...something had happened !!
'They' said "for how long ??"
He got 3 lakh marriage proposals on valentine's day 2000...The Sword Of Damocles was hanging
over the reigning king as the new prince was being hailed..The way i looked at it was that..he
released the impasse that clutched us , brought a new dimension to indian cinema which was
suffocating after the 90's !!
The mania had spread and he was being seen as the prospect for tommorow.
I had gone all bonkers as i always do when i follow someone...and 'they' were smiling...
Their time was coming and indeed had come as early as end of 2001.A cacophany of censorious
noises had filled the air.
Fame they say can be ur biggest adversary..n it proved its might yet again.
After his debut ,events took a u-turn,black clouds shadowing the lustre of this star.
His fall was eventful as his rise..he started to fail in all his attempts hereon, nothing seemed to
bring luck...best of efforts and the trust in worthiest of friends ...THEY ...the honourable critics .......had proved right and i was despondent.He was named a one time wonder and these
connoisseurs denounced him. Spiteful remarks stating he was being repititive were thrown at him.He was blamed for being callous ; for being non chalant .
Ohhh the ever subtle critics !!!!
things were woebegone,the air was despairing and chances forlorn.......

I have never followed anyone without conviction, but the gates of hope were slowly
giving up. Meanwhile indian cinema had seen a few new faces , the critics had seen some
promise in them..and i must admit that i was afraid that his place would be taken away by a
certain Abhishek or a certain somebody..Luckily for me this man knew no defeat...He was
diagnosed at the age of 21 with scolorosis and told that he could never become an actor or a dancer
...so if he cd beat these odds to be one he was certainly not going to give up so early.
Perseverance is the key , just concentrate on your basics . when u believe in yourself its
not long before others start doing the like .
He continued to focus on his methods,unperturbed of what others had to say.When you have to
prove 1 billion people wrong you've got to prove yourself wrong atleast once.He continued
to believe in the good in every person ,a character trait often misinterpreted as gullibility
or naivety.

He was there again ,,the year was 2004 and the lakshya had been reached.
He was back , no doubt. But when he was asked whether he feels that he has been left behind
in the no. 1 race...here comes his one of the most inspiring remarks that you will ever hear..
"Life or stardum its all a race,agreed,but there is no point in running the race alone"
Bull's eye !!!!!
The slanderers found new lines this time ..calling him arrogant and the fact that he was being
chaperoned by his father all along, this time he smiled and i smiled too....Ha, the ever
askew,the ever awry critics. Ha , the ever erroneus, fallacious self proclaimed
vilifiers!!

The Rise had come yet again ,and this one people was not or will not be ephemeral but
perdurable.

And from there on there has been no looking back. He touched gold in all things he laid his
hands upon in the last five years.Because there is more to him then just being a fashionable rage,a
Mills & Boon lover-boy& a sex symbol.
The so called analysts themselves went on now to describe him as 1st complete actor of
indian movie industry.One who scores equally in all departments ..drama,romance,action,
macho , softie and dance.
People all wrong...
He's not an actor , he is a entertainer,an artist.
And dancer no he is not one ...he's a contortionist.None moves so
easily, so elegantly.He redefined dancing for us..
He has been called the Indian Sylvester Stallone ,Brad Pitt and Michael Jackson rolled
into one person.
And ya , i dont write all this for what he is , i write it for what he does.
He taught you the fundamentals of racing (no fun running alone)..
and the five important words delivered at one of the numerous award ceremonies where
he has been felicitated..."Impossible Is Nothing,Dream On"..
The man is hrithik roshan .
Now you could have expected me to write his name in the capitals atleast. But it is not about
the name, hrithik is a genre in himself . A brilliance set apart.An icon.A dreamed lived twice,if you call the first one fate,the second one was made!!