.. ..

of smilin faces and blarin kisses
of tight hugs and numb misses
of happy clicks and big grps
of ur all dumb activities and lost coups

this gen is goin to the dogs ,
why is the self lost
and the v begun ,

of stupid notes on fb
to ur all blarin blogs
wat do u thnk u are doin
clearin a drains clog

pls stop it now ,,
pls do ,,

thers no time for it now , stop it u !!


HDK

. meetin the dawnin night

Lets fly,, into the open skies
tonite,, into the open skies ,,
everyone,, heres our final goodbye ...
b sinkin in ..into the windy sigh


Flyin high, tonie i`ll b flying high
meetin bliss,,, into the naked sky
singin tunes ,, screechin the hushd up nie
fallin down,, meetin the upward sky

I`ve reachd... into the cloudy eden ,,'
across the wind... into the forbidden ...
eyes aroused ... and ma soul`s enlivend
Radiate ,, the night sun has risen...


Lightning strikes .. and brightens the dead
Mystic heavens,, lead into the way
Gates shut ,, darkens the starry nigh
We`re bac greeting the dawning night

Tomoro ... Lets fly,, into the open skies
tonite,, into the open skies ,,
everyone,, heres our final goodbye ...
b sinkin in ..into the windy sigh

On hitting the writers bloc and Current Affairs .. and past 5 years

Quoted from POTF

"in our headlights, staring, bleak, beer cans, deer's eyes
on the asphalt underneath, our crushed plans and my lies
lonely street signs, powerlines, they keep on flashing, flashing by

and we keep driving into the night
it's a late goodbye, such a late goodbye
and we keep driving into the night
it's a late goodbye"

An amazing era , half a decade , a journey surmounting an expanse of more than 250 weeks , revolutionizing my life , my way of thinking, assuming, understanding, passing thru time .. its almost a life within a life .. and that is wer i hit the writers bloc .. to put things in words has indeed being a dilemma ..

To Start with NM ,, Narsee Monjee (read : Alma Mater),, a heaven in itself ,, a place where lateral thinking was redefined in all astonishing, astounding ways .. the place taught me how to think .. and then the 3 years at MKS wer i was taught wat not to do .. never to do .. in ways u shud never behave (with live illustrations).."It doesn`t solve a thing to dress it in a pretty gown"

then the madness with "MAD" ,, its a heartbreak to even think abt MAD.. Make a Difference it was called ambitiously, one unwanted, unwarranted and unexpected roadblock killed that baby ...I still cannot forgive that man.. anyways moving on...

But here i met her ,,and i think tat is the place wer the revolutionizing part comes..!

.. I cannot believe I stopped writing here last time, the latest and the most amazing, exciting, adventurous and mind numbing.. though she reckons I dont remember a thing ,, well I do !!

She (JS , Teja, T Rex, Taliban, Al Qaeda and all other horrendous names I have attached to her) made a grand entrance into a well you can say a writers, a thinkers and more so a loners premise... and changed it .. for good .. of course !!

Then came the change,, lifestyle,, habits, way of thinking (not entirely), way of living, behaving etc etc...well 3 years have passed since that grand entrance,, I am glad, proud and even amazed .. that I have her.. though it might sound romantic, silly or anything.. however I am happy to be part of her life..

She has revolutionized my way of living and I am glad it has...

YOU

You can't get up ... you lazy ..
your goddamd world fuckn hazy ...

Flies , Rats, Rodents ,,You .,.
No aim , no game ..
y are u here .. crippld brain..
no sense of shame ...
set urself on flame ...
or .. heres a gun go aim ... so lame ..
i`m angry ,, i dun care
u are the one who needs repair
screw this wear and tear
and go to vatican square

Beg , Plead , Die in front f uh god ..
all u gonna get, is slapped by a rod .. (haha)
no pain no gain .,, u`ll all stained ..
ur brains fuckd up all chained ,,constrained

Ur crippling entertainment
ur smoked up environs
ur vanity filld life
damn whers the knife
burnin ur money ,, cryin honey honey
all u are is a fuckd up bunny

"oh dear oh dear"
""take care y fear ""
grab up that glass of beer
and dance in the sphere
coz thats y u here
the angers soo sheer
the angers soo sheer ....

oh forget y hear
damnit wers the volunteer


HDK

The last bit of patience , Til I collapse

Theres the nerve wrecking ,, and theres the brain cracking
adrenaline pumping and the its the same old routine
making the same mistakes again ..
lets celebrate ur dumbhood wid a bottle of champagne
u losers u cowards sustaining on cocaine
get a life , if not slash ur head wid knife
go kill ur self u worthless piece of grime
oh ! y m i wasting time ,, y m i making this rhyme

I wish to burn u alive ; laf wid all my pride ,
go home and then; enjoy my cool tide
wake up on the next day ,see ur soul cry
why did u deny ? why did u deny ?
i point up at sky, and bade u good bye
u burn in hell , damn u bad guy ...

i cannot understand; how u managed alone
u stupid fool u
you had ur chances , you had ur dances
u fuckn fool u had ur fckng chances
i say this one last thing ,, pull this one last string
" You live like a man
you die like a man "

HDK

On the Generation i belong

We are smart ; we are ordinarily brilliant ..
u wanna term us , u call us resilient ..

u whack us ,, we whack u twice
if u ask , we`ll giv u a word of advice ..

Talent in every cell , like the tsunami we swell
rise and fall , fall and rise,, never give up impel impel ...

we are rude ,, we are shrewd
altogether call us crude

never believe and screw the old
old is gold , that gold is now sold ..

We are our teachers ,,
Learning with every experience is our psychological feature

Brands here, added glands there
vanity in every aspect ;; & then we despair ..
Get me glued to an electric chair !!!

Murder here ,, suicide there
Loot here ,,to whom do we confide , to whom do we confide

Eminem says "If I could capture the rage of today's youth and bottle it
Crush the glass from my bare hands and swallow it"

Tyler Durden says: You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you. He never wanted you. In all probability, he hates you. This is not the worst thing that can happen.


like air we are everywhere
For War we prepare ; For War we prepare ...

To the Generation I belong :
"Natures just left one thing for us to do ;
think . use our brains ; go pursue ; go pursue"


Hdk (Hardik Joe.)

Bahut be aabro ho kar tere kuche se hum nikle -- Mirza Ghalib

Jaage hain ... Guru

jage hain der tak, hamen kuchh der sone do
thodee see rat aur hai, subah toh hone do
aadhe adhure khwab jo pure naa ho sake
ek bar phir se nind me woh khwab bone do

This is not the last year of my Life

Grow up kiddos is the best i can say, The ignorance is overwhelming . It is not that i cannot enjoy with my ownself , my family, my girl, with 3 good frnds that i have, with the place that i m, right here right now. Happiness as the greats say is a journey and not a destination and definately not Shimla,Chandigarh to be specific. The only reason i did not go, is becoz i din wanna . I think that reason is more than enuf. .

For me, pulling ppl (verbally), shouting, jeering, and many such things dont count as a sane humans activities, not doubt there can b an infinite amount of happiness that can b generated .

And at last before you say "We Rock" do somehtn to stand by it . !!!

bahut nikle mere arman ,, phir bhi gham hai ....

A thousand desires such as these
A thousand moments to set this night on fire
Reach out and you can touch them
You can touch them with your silences
You can reach them with your lust
Rivers mountains rain
Rain against a torrid hillscape
A thousand
A thousand desires such as these

I loved rain as a child
As a lost young man
Empty landscapes
Bleached by a tired sun
And then
And then suddenly it came
Like a dark unknown woman
Her eyes scorched my silences
Her body wrapped itself around me
Like a summer without end

Pause me hold me reach me
Where no man has gone
Crossing the seven seas
With the wings of fire
I fly towards nowhere
And you
Rivers mountains rain
Rain against a scorched landscape of pain

Its Sad The new years come : 2010

this one thing i ask ,? wat are u actually celebrating today ??? the completion of 2009 years A.D. , the coming of 2010 ????? or just the completion of the previous year and the arrival of the new year ? this is something that i cease to understand /// wat and why are we , no sorry you celebrating coz i`m not .. and mind you this is not the lack of opportunity that i m talking about ..

so bac on the topic wat is it exactly that you are celebrating ?? let me guess is it that this year the Taj was not attacked or maybe this year there was lower terrorist activity in Kashmir ,, or the swine flu pandemic or election of Black Obama.. trust me none of these are worth celebrating.. you know why. if you do not , then you need help // then the question is why are u then celebrating , does this in any case make sense ?? for me it does not.

One reason i give for not celebrating the arrival is that i know it is gonna be bad, or let me say worse, coz 2009 (according to me) was bad , u may say a 100 good things that happ , but i`ll give u a 1000 bad that happened . 1st thing on my mind is , that climate wise it is gonna me just worse or let me exxagerate worst. hints are there all over , wake up blind man ! water cuts in my town Mumbai... it gets worse .. according to reports winters might vanish in the next 10 years to come .. !!!. the forests are vanishing (gonna continue), the wild cat (gone), the ecological balance (gone again, was it there ?), The Ganga polluted (har har gangey! ), the globe getting hotter ,, and many many many many many more ....... the list will go on ,,

Al Qaeda, Lashakar - e -taiba, MNS , RSS, and many asses are gonna raise their ugly heads once again and screw up things aren`t they , even you know this Jai Maharashtra ! Jai Shree Ram ;;; Kiss my ASS ..

The pathetic speed at which the metro work is going is gonna be , its definitely gonna me worse (no facts on this one , but the fact that i know it is gonna happen in the back of my mind)

For this one thing i kill the optimist in me, , welcome pessimism