I was going around, taking a walk
Just happened to meet you somewhere on the way
We didn't share the same last names
But we did share the best moments I can say...
I grew up somewhere far away
But I never got so close to anyone
You were not a blood brother to me
But when you were there, Life seemed all fun...
We studied in the same college
We had the same close pals
We took rides on the same old bike
We chased the same pretty gals...
We never woke up early enough for any class
We never reached any lecture on time
Some days when we did make it to few
The Over Head Transmission worked perfectly fine...
I got nervous when I was about to propose her
But with your booster some unexpected confidence I drew
I had remembered every word and said everything right
Still I had the same "Rejected" response like you...
Sometimes you made fun of me when you were on a high
But you never forgot to say you luv me after every shot
Sometimes you argued with me you fought with me
But in the end there was only one shoulder on which you cried a lot...
If u hvn't recognized me yet, I wanna tell you one thing in the end
I am no stranger I am no alien, I am what you call a "Friend"
Waving gudbye is hard, by saying I am fine, I don't wanna feign
I promise I'll meet u someday, till den I'll go around n walk again...
Friday, January 29, 2010
TiLL tHeN!!!
Posted by Naveen at 11:41 PM 16 comments
Monday, January 25, 2010
WaLk tO rEmEmBeR!!!
I work part time as a desk staff at resident halls here on campus. Today early morning I had a shift from 8 to 12. Sitting on the couch with a desk in front, I was trying to study the concepts of "Shock waves" (Yeah I know tat sounds crazy!!). Anyways as I was trying to concentrate there was a beep from the elevator on my left which meant somebody was coming down. After a few minutes I heard a voice,
"535".
I looked up, a big guy around 6'4" and a girl around 5', were standing in front of the desk. They looked sleepy for obvious reasons. Must have had a loving night. The girl had unfairly sweet killer looks and the guy was undoubtedly lucky.
"Pardon", I said as I wanted to confirm the room number again.
"room 535", The girl said this time.
"sure", I replied back and pulled out their Id's from 535 pack in the box and returned them.
"Have a wonderful day", I wished them and they wished me back.
They went out from the automatic door. I could not help noticing as they were walking straight out. I was able to see them from far enough. The sky was little darker than usual. It had rained earlier. There was this cool morning breeze along with a bit of drizzle in the air. They were walking slowly, holding hands. The guy hugged the girl sideways. Just a few steps later the girl hugged him back. The girl kept her one hand in her pullover's pocket as it was cold but the guy was fine in his t-shirts. For some obvious unobvious reasons, guys never feel cold when they are with girls. The guy said something to the girl. I am not sure what that was but it had certainly made her smile as she gave that little shy look to him. Two steps later she looked up towards the guy who was already looking down. They came closer and the girl's lips touched the guy's for a second and they hugged a little tighter, feeling the rush of blood inside.
They kept walking.
The guy must have joked about something again as the girl had a boisterous laugh. She hit the guy on the shoulder and started palying around. She jumped over the guy's back and the guy held her legs and kept walking in a funny way. After few steps he pulled her down. They looked at each other, shared a nice warm hug, smiled and started walking in the opposite directions. It was one of the loveliest walks I had seen in a long time. It was certainly a walk to remember. They had lived one of the best moment of their lives in those few steps. Sitting little far away from them I was wondering If they were aware of it..............
Posted by Naveen at 4:45 AM 26 comments
Friday, January 15, 2010
LuV 'n' LoSt!!!
Posted by Naveen at 1:35 AM 9 comments
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
mAn oF tHe mAtCh!!!
Cricket is one of those rarest of rare things which has never bored me (as if I am the only one in India of this category :-) ). I remember those days when it was just cricket that was running through my veins.
It was the summer holidays time. As usual I was playing cricket in the verandah alone. Hit the ball towards the wall and play it when it bounced back-- This was my way of playing cricket tournaments. That day, my mom was sitting in the room nearby, cutting vegetables and warning me to stop. I ignored her warnings as always. There were window panes just alongside the wall. It was safe as I had never broken anything in that section of the house ( record speaks itself ;-) ).
Australia batted first and scored a total of 20 runs ( it's room cricket na...). It was Sachin who opened the innings for India and McGrath was the bowler. The first ball bounced a little high and I left it. Oh nice leave (I was doing commentary also dumb!). Next delivery was a good length. Tendulkar tried to leave and there you go….McGrath strikes!!!!
Wrong judgement by Tendulkar.
Off stump gone.
The crowd went silent in disappointment.
Next batsman, Ganguly. OH! Beware of the short ball MAN! ( I told myself)
What a sight for the bowler!
Practice Ganguly Practice!!
Move your feet. HUH!!
India zero for the loss of two wickets.
Soon the scorecard was 9 runs for 6 wickets and all the wickets were taken by McGrath (I had not changed the bowler…lol!).
Then comes, Robin Singh, as always, to rescue India.
India needed 12 more runs to win the match.
First ball bouncer by McGrath. Robin singh could not resist the temptation and hooked it.
WHIP!!
Straight into the basket of vegetables and there you see the onions flying in the air.
Mom’s face turned red and those divine words came out instead of just scoldings. I didn’t hear anything (I was wearing helmet na..).
By the way it was a six in case you missed it.
Now only six more runs required to win. Mcgrath running towards the batsman, furious as always, tried Yorker, but oh it’s a full toss, Robin Singh can’t miss it even with his eyes closed.
SMACK!! There goes the ball, high in the air, directly breaking through the window panes and the crowd cheering India’s dramatic win. Wow!!!….
Hey Wait! What is that sound?
My GOD!! Mom in full flow, ready with the belan and all those divine words
@#$%^&*(@#%^
I was like, Mom it was Robin Singh and not me..
@#$%^&*()$%&
Mom continued….
I felt sad….very sad…
Hey not for the window panes or mom’s divine love for me but for Mcgrath.
So sad. He is a better bowler. May be it was not his day.
I thought and left the ground and waited for the man of the match award ceremony in the night, with Dad as chief guest...
Posted by Naveen at 11:37 PM 11 comments