I just walk down the road...

Yesterday was one those days you feel down and defeated. From somewhere the following lines came to me and felt very relevant. So just penned them down. But today is a do or die day. So I will just paste the poem(!!!) here:


I am walking on the road
with no destination in mind

Its might start raining soon
But it was that way since the noon

All I want to do is walk the road
Don't think about what the future may hold

I look at the fancy cars speeding by
and the beautiful girls walking by

I want to turn and look at her again
but what fruits may I gain?

I just walk down the road
with no destination in mind

There are lots of questions
but mostly whys and hows

I don't have any answers now
walking down the road seems the best option somehow

But they are still there, eating my mind
pulling me somewhere deep down

A granny walks down gives me one nice grin
all I can manage is the weak smile of mine

I just walk down the road
with no destination in mind

then he tugs me from behind begging for money
I fiddle around my pockets but haven't got any

I look down at him and say I am sorry
He smiles back, looks at the sky and says don't worry

I just walk down the road
with no destination in mind

I just walk down the road
and it starts raining

for once I don't mind,
getting drenched seems fine.

Life has Infinite Capability to Fuck You, Anytime, Anywhere.

Life has Infinite Capability to Fuck You, Anytime, Anywhere.
पर का करे भाई, और कोई ओप्सन है?

ज़िन्दगी दिखाती है सपने और हम देखते है।
मंसूबो की रेत में बस किले बानाते है।

और ये कम्बखत जिंदगी कुछ सपने सच भी कर देती है।
आशाओं के ऊँचे ऊँचे मनोरे उभार देती है।

And then Life does IT to you. And it hurts like hell!

क्यो मीनिंग की तलाश में हम दर दर है भटकते?
क्यो देखते है हम ये सपने जो इतना दर्द है देते?
पर का करे भाई, और कोई ओप्सन है?

Oops! I did it again…. I wrote another poem. What has happened to me? Why I have started acting weird? I mean all this 'getting an inspiration and writing a poem about it' kind of stuff. Weird! It has never happened to me before. Am I under some alien virus attack or something? Okay, jokes apart this poem is actually inspired by the movie ‘Barah Aana’. I just watched it a few hours ago. And Right after watching the movie while coming back home, the first two lines came to me. The first line ‘Life has Infinite Capability to Fuck You, Anytime, Anywhere.’ is one of my favorite lines. I recited it and somehow I could hear Vijay Raaz saying, “पर का करे भाई, और कोई ओप्सन है?”

So you must be wondering, if the movie is capable of inspiring a poem, then it must be a very good movie. Well it is certainly a very well made movie. Performances are really good. Direction is really nice. Whether you will like it or not? I can’t really tell. It’s the kind of a movie one has to watch and decide for himself (or herself, I am not a chauvinist it’s just how English is).

So what do you think about the poem?

Ye Jindagi Ek Premgeet Hai!

ये जिंदगी एक प्रेमगीत है ।
माना अब गा रहा इसे पंकज उधास है ।
कभी ये जगजीत सिंग की मीठी ग़ज़ल हुआ कराती थी ।
जब उनकी किलकिलाहट से हमारी सुबह हुआ कराती थी ।

हां अब बिरह की काली रात चल रही है ।
मन के सागर में यादों की सैलाब चल रही है ।
शायद ये तांडव प्रेमगीत नही हो सकता
पर मौसम हमेशां ही तो बरबाद नही रहता ।

ढल जायेंगे जुदाई के बादल
और आसुओं की बारिश भी रुक जायेगी ।
बस वो मुस्कुरादे एक बार, हरियाली फिर लौट आएगी।
जिंदगी फिर से एक प्रेमगीत बन जायेगी |


OK, so that was it! My first poem on this blog! And yes please ignore the grammar. I can't really write Hindi that well.

This poem started from one of my friend's Gmail status line which I thought was really sad. But more than sad it was pessimistic. Yes luck matters and some really shitty things happen to us, but sometimes how you look at it is more important then how it is.

I believe in hope. Yes I am a hopeless romantic.