another windy day

I want another windy evening,
another drizzle ,
more often getting wet,
another ride through the valley,
more of my Adrenalin rush,
another speedy chase
more of that cool gush of air.

another day when my adrenalin rushes,
more of those garam pakodas,
another day when all my friends
get aloof in the hills,
more of those moments, I only cherish in my memory,
another day when I would forget I am out of school,
more of those hot maggis ,
more of those garam chais,
more of those steamed momos.

" My Motorsickle "

Hey I love you more than paranthas and pickle,
Okay, even more than my motorsickle.

Girl,I am hungry.
Let's have a parantha with some pickle
What about a long ride on my motorsickle?

Hold me tight,
I am riding my motorsickle,
HHhahaha, Damn mind your hands,
Please don't tickle,
I want to concentrate and ride my motorsickle.

Cricket, I love cricket
But don't ask me, who was Andy Bichel,
I'll lose my mind
Hit someone with my motorsickle,

Chemistry, I hate chemistry
Don't know what happens when HCl reacts with nickel,
Damn your irritating me,
God, I just wanna drive my motorsickle.

Boom BAnG
OMG, my motorsickle,
I told you , I want peace of mind
While I drive my motorsickle
But all I am left with is pieces of my motorsickle.

Step aside,
Don’t even try touching my motorsickle
Where's my phone,
I need to call my friend Mikel
He'll glue these pieces
Into my motorsickle.

Hey Hey is this mikel ?
Damn it's urgent,
No NO , its not about paranthas and pickle,
I am gathering pieces of my motorsickle.

Nails your Nails , remind me of sickle,
Keep your hands off my motorsickle,
Hey forget my love,
I'll be better with some paranthas and pickle,
Soon I'll get some other girl,
To sit on my motorsickle.

Mikel Mikel,
You want money to fix my motorsickel,
Fcuk off,
I am heading home,
For some paranthas and pickle.

"I just need YOU "

Lost in some desert,
Hungry and thirsty,
I'll search for you.

Among roses ,
I'll find you ,
Just let me feel your aroma.

Among a billion Indians,
I'll sense you,
Just walk past me once.

In a noisy crowd ,
I'll discover you,
Just talk to me once.

I'll carve my way across mountains,
Just let the wind,
Which touched you, reach me.

When I'll find you,
Then,
Breathless on highest mountains,
More than in need of oxygen,
I'll need you.

Drowning into the deepest ocean,
I don't need a lifeguard,
Just a glimpse of you near the shores,
I'll swim across the Oceans.

Even in drenching monsoons of Doon,
You'll see the fire of your love,
Lighting my life.


I am in a world of fantasies,
Waiting for you to arrive,
Come and bless me,
Like you always do.

What If you do not arrive?
What If I am late?
What If being miles away,
Is a problem?
What If waiting is hard?
What If I am not perfect?
What If ....

Whatever the If's are,
I'll dodge all difficulties,
I'll try every possible thing.

To know you more,
To express my feelings,
To get you,

B'coz, this is my world of fantasies,
And I won't let myself down.
Waiting for you to arrive,
Come and bless me,
Like you always do.

" Legend of LES BLUES "

Half a lac excited souls,
Lightning atmosphere,
Screaming at top of their voices,
All coloured in blue,
But still not unanimous,
An acute quietness,
Like a sudden pause of time,
Someone's down,
A mighty fall for the disgusted soul,
Everyone is shocked,
There's a furore in the pitch,
The guard questions the three wise men,
Two of them are clueless,
Only the third knows what the claim is for,
Half a lac men in blue await the decision,
With silence,
There's slight justification,
No agitation,
At last the colour is red,
With no emotions revealed,
A tall figure walk to the sideline,
for the last time he walks in his colors,
To which he brought glory eight years back,
He was a rookie then,
But a veteran now,
He walks,
He walks,
No glance at the glory,
Which he brought home eight years back,
The world captures,
His calm persona,
Which he set loose for a moment,
All hopes down for half the men in blue,
But the veteran is still a legend,
A legend for LES BLUES.