Friday, May 8, 2009

a depiction..


the glory of the tree is actually measured by its leaves and fruits.. the height it raises to.. the depth of roots they go and reach..

the matter is.. what when the depth and height is there.. but the ornaments that it wears are missing..? i understand.. the autumn has also its role to play.. but what if the spring goes unnoticed..??

sometimes.. the time dont give u a damn.. doesnt care for you.. and follows it own path to entertain others.. somehow neglecting your needs.. be however u stand high. all that matters sometime is the air that brings you spring back in.. we have our pride in showing others what we own.. what we carry on our shoulders.. what we do and what we get in return..

we.. have our own glory in displaying our traits.. feel proud for being the person we are.. and value amongst others.. but never ever care for the depths we should have. the maturity that generally goes missing in many a people.. keeps you 2 inches above the ground. floating in the air.. we never know when we could fall..

me.. as a person respect values.. have my friends to boast and some heights in form of expectations i want to reach... time as changed.. have blown away all my leaves.. i have no fruits to bear.. standing alone.. i only have a hope that time would change.. maybe spring will follow the autumn.. some freshness will elegantly soothe me with its eloquence.. some Florence will recolor my dry shades .. some cool breeze will tickle my branches.. and will make me feel special..

...will make me feel won some day.. achievements very hard for me to count as my leaves.. i can only say that whole of my time i actually spent giving shadow.. but this time i expect a swing.. that tracks me back in the paths of success and leads me somewhere that i can glorify all..

life holds some special purpose.. i cant be always a log.. whose destiny is to get burnt some day.. i want to b a gold.. more i grow old.. precious i get..

everyone have their own ways.. my way is simplicity..!

Thursday, April 30, 2009

Caricature of AAO FRIENDS.. ( apollo villa spcl.. )

with this post i wud like to put an end on my journey of ILP.. though there have always been some moments that cant be written but that doesnt mean that i've forgotten them.. ur words are still into me.. saved in my cage.. people who matter to me are very few.. and m glad that now even u all are also a part of it.. as together we make a bond.. a unity.. which always gets popular with every hour.. AAO FRIENDS.. the name of fun that kept the momentum going even in the worst and hardest of times.. A tribute to all of u.. ur existence.. from my perspective... so any questions.. ask me directly.. ;)

the people i met.. ( in chronological order)..

1. Swakshar

ohh GAWWWDD... this man is like sting in ur tail.. u feel the pain but its still a part of u.. some times irritating.. he has been the spice of the journey called ILP.. from TDS to Liquid.. from mid-night House Parties to the TANG after hangovers.. from Digital Fortress to the Mayyiyat Man.. he gave all of us many a reasons to celebrate and get jovial.. he definitely showed stars to many of us with his crude talks.. but never ever let the bond of friendship weakened in front of anyone.. one of the pillars that made this gang stand still at every worst going.. great host.. fabulous person to get along with.. always a company if u want to eat.. pushes u to have fun and makes u realise that u shud party as u never know when u'ld finish off from this earth.. witty talks.. gave me many reasons to smile whenever i felt low... talent loaded in him but rarely gets displayed.. down to earth.. aims higher than sky.. thats how i address Kundu..

2. Ravi

hmmmm... he was a grandfather within all of us.. body of 20 but mind of a 60 yr. old one.. thinks.. and thinks and thinks.. and then askes u what did u said few minutes back to him.. coz he never listened to tou while he was thinking.. matured and rational decisions he takes.. sometimes when irritated he definitely makes ur time bad.. well i hv hardly seen him making ur time tuff.. but always a great company of ur gud times.. this man actually made me realise that we shud study in our training programme... well.. it was a delight to watch him with his broad smile that covers half of his face.. some one whose company still makes me feel that friends alws accompany u wherever u go..

3. Anoroop
hmmm... "yayyyyyyyy...." and "light le lo.." .. when u hear this voice coming from a corner.. get sure anuroop is talking.. well a man who generally prefers listening over talking.. a reader by nature.. someone who believes his luck wud never ditch him.. a person who buries most of his emotions and pours out only when he is wid himself.. i hv hardly seen him worrying upon any matter... a shining star that always twinkled whenevr it was a dark night... listened to all of my coffee table plans and always nodded to what i said.. gave me some amazing memories to remember and cherish for.. always...

4. Saurabh

ab YE KYA HAI...?? iske baare mein bhi likhna padega..?? hehheee.. this guy was one of the most mysterious characters of ILP... his words.. one cud never take out a single meaning from it.. seriousness reflecting from surface.. he is always confused about the happenings around him.. people loved him for his unusual acts.. he is an instant famous.. he hates summers... loves his streaked hairs.. he tries to do all possible things in life and has guts wid him that is followed by glory..

5. Abhishek

here i met a boy with broken hindi.. that generally brought smiles on everyone's face whenever he used to explain anything in hindi.. though he was a man of total FUN.. he kept his promises whenever he was wid us.. a very emotional man... feels a lot for bangalore and always beleives in making friends feel special.. a great party goer.. love to chill out wid whatever companion he gets.. makes friends in no time and always cages a special place for them in his heart.. humor in his talks is like sweetness in sugar.. responsible for many a things that enlightened the spirits of us..

6. Ganesh


Yo man.. this guy was the most simple one in our group.. though we had very less talks.. but still he was a man that truly had some vision in his eyes.. he always had a wish to do better in the tasks he did.. we shared some common interests.. getting late for office.. having tea in evening.. and getting screwed in EC1.. well a soft spoken man with a pure heart... friends come in all sizes and shapes.. :)

7. Manish

stylish.. smart.. lean n thin and i called him Mr. Volume.. he will start slowly.. and gradually increase his volume of voice... gets excited very soon.. has a fetish for reading i suppose ( as he had a bagfull of books during training period..) well never does anything wrong but always gets trapped in the acts.. has been a wonderful frnd to everyone.. his talks will always stay in ur minds.. so.. he will alwz be there in our memories..

8. Manoj

soooooo.......... manoj is here.. and whats he doing..?? ohh.. he is studying... well i beleive he spent 70% of his time with his books.. and got paid off well in the second phase.. he was a company to me when almost no one was there.. some talks we shared were heart to heart.. well kool by nature he also parties hard.. as hard as he works.. the best thing in him is.. he knows what he wants and gives his full effort.. best thing abt him is.. he takes serius matters lightly and solves them practically.. that very few people know to do..

9. Animesh

finally i get a chance to write for him... great great great person... initially dint knew him well but as the days passed.. he started to get on my nerves.. never left a chance to bug me.. but ironically.. i sumhow liked his company.. well.. he was a partner to me whenever something bad i wanted to do.. made a hell lot of fun to me.. but even cried wid me.. accompanied me when i definitely needed a company.. been wid me at the hardest of times.. though nerve scratching.. he made moments lighter wid his smile...


........................ so.. finally this thing is over... ILP .. was a great time.. :)

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

some words for "life"..


"so.. jasmit.. tell me the shortest description of the word life.." a question asked to me in my most important interview..

it was already like 25 minutes in the room and what i could see in the room was the set of eyes expecting an answer that could really give him enough reasons to hire me.. that person wud have been like 50 at age.. hairs and face reflecting the wisdom and experience he had in his lifetime.. a smile that motivates you to be a success.. calmness of water and cool as ice. that person was staring straight into my eyes to judge whether that answer will be a fake one or something that originates straight from my heart.. as by now he was well aware that i have capabilities of knitting net of words.. my poems proved that to him...

with utmost sincerity i answered the shortest answer possible.. " sir.. life is candle.."

i never had a blink of eye since the second i was asked this question.. my eyes wanted to cage all the moments of his expression after hearing my answer.. as this has been my habit.. i cudnt fake myself at that point of time.. then i saw a smile.. the smile which makes you feel accepted.. the smile of agreeness. the wrinkles on his face gatherd together so as to wish each other.. smile on his face stretched from the lips to the ears.. and from ears to eyes..

and i was selected for the company.. well i had to.. there was no other option left.. neither for him.. nor for me..


................................ been like 2 years now.. life has changed a lot.. the candle is now shorter in height.. though the intensity of flame is same.. one can see the molten wax at the base.. proof of the warmth generated by me..

now i am coming to an end.. i hv lived enuff.. brighten many a lives.. and been a company for unknowns.. meaning of life is now changing..

its what u see in the pic.. now "sir.. its no more a candle.. its candle.. with a blank sheet ready to be scribed upon by a pen.. and a cup that contains your favourite flavour of life.. mine is coffee..".. astonished..??? u shud be.. how can just 2 years can change a person so much.. well it can.. and it has..!!

gone through many phases.. met many people.. if u be only a candle.. they have much stronger heat than ur own flame to melt you.. but why..?? cuz.. u are not enlightening their lives..

so i have given them an option..

write on the paper what they want me to be... scribe down what u feel.. scratch on me.. and if u want.. tear me up.. but dont blow winds to put my flame off... i hv been thruu enuff of torments.. i hv seen a lot of winds trying to wave me off.. so please now follow my way..

i will burn my way for you.. u have a cup of coffee there.. sit there.. sip my flavor of life.. and enjoy watching me getting melted second by second the way you want... interesting view.. isnt it..??