Pygmalionized

In my own foolish world , I created an ideal woman - Dew
Pygmalion had Galatea , and all I have is you

I fell in love with your beauty which this world can't see
You liberate my entrapped passion ,setting my soul free

As Pygmalion begged Aprodhite to breathe life into the statue
Likeways,I beg God to fulfill my wish and grant me just you.

In all these wasteful years,I realised that I am a man of words,not so few
But I am not blessed enough to let them pour out to express them to you

You are my favorite fantasy, your face an ecstasy, your smile a spell
Your talk is so mellifluous , an olio of charms you are for which i fell

My mind counsels me to forget you, to dampen your thought
Heart refuses to let you go, and let your memoirs rot

They have been at daggers drawn over what to do with you
The only point they agree on is that you are one of the few

People ridicule my exaggerated imagination -mocking at the world i created for you n me
All i have is hope against hope,that my sinopure dreams will materialize ,for them to see

The day shall come when you will be mine, when parting-oceans between us will dry
When I will be sitting by your side gazing in your eyes under the star studded sky

Underneath the smiling moon, on the velvet turf,chanting hymns of love

But imaginations do go wrong,love does get defeated,dreams do get shattered
So I dont let words pour out of my mouth, to end up things that mattered

I prefer to pygmalionize my small imagiantive world
where I have you and therefore happiness ,oh sweet one!!

Kitni baatein kahne ko hai

Kuch baatein rah jaati hai ankahi
Chup rah akr kya mila,kuch kahte to sahi

Bas chup chaap dekh kar muskura dena
door se dekhna aur paas aakar gardan fira lena

chahtee kya ho tum ?, ek baar kah toe deti
Ek baar kam se kam humaara imtihaan toe leti

Hum toe rah gaye itne bad naseeb
Chah kar bhi naa aa paaye tumhaare kareeb


Jisko tum samjhti rahi mera guroor
Woh tha darr "naa sunn ne kaa "ey huzoor

Kuch Na ,behtar hai Naa se maanti hona
Batao!! Naa mil paana accha hai yaa khona?

Itni baatein kahne ko thi par hum bhi chhup rahein tum bhi
shayad kuch aisa ho , mil jaaye kahi aur fir kabhi

Issi aasha mei likh rha hoo yeh ki tum shayad parr paayogi issey kabhi kisi dinn
Tab tak mai karunga tumhaara intezzar,ginunga saal,mahine aur har ek dinn

Unsaid words

Of my years fifteen plus ten
these 2 won't come again
As i walk and cry in the rain
Hiding tears that start to drain
Repenting my mealncholiness,tears well up in my eye
I try to think hard ,but still can't justify ...

Justify what ,I just think a lotCry for what?
emotions beginning to rot

Can't blame you for raking them up again
As you entrap my thoughts as I walk in the rain

You are too good, too good to inflict any pain
It is just my foolish alter ego that makes me feign

Feign what..a stupid thought arising in my heart's alcove
A self-belief that you can't make me fall in love

But you prove me wrong everytime I go in a pensive mood
I just wonder you being nice,I am just too rude

Please don't think I don't want to reciprocate
the heart just wants to do it,the mind equivocates

I have lost it before, can't afford to lose it now
Why don't you give it a try,heart and mind at row

It is just I am a man of few words who can't just say
I want you to understand ..for me its no child's play
Alas!! my mind and heart yet agin, at fray

I am still waiting for that lucky day
When I just won't look down ,i'll look in your eye

I wil prove to you, I am not rude nor I am shy
Wait for the day when my eye meets you eye
And that day would the last day when I would cry........

Innocence los

Was it really you or my exaggerated imagination
Was it really you murmering or my increased palpitation


I could see you sitting across the floor on tht parapet
I thought I was drunk dreaming and could not believe it a bit

Then I got a rude shock when I saw you with tht cursed glass in you hand
What are friends for, it was brought to you by a friend

I still could not believe it was you who was gulping down the drink
With your scarcastic smile and the bloddy glass filled upto the brink

As a chain reaction the first thing I did was to give myself a violent shake
To make sure it was nit hallucination ,actually not fake

The night I could not drink another glass,I raised the toast but could actually not drink it ..Alas

I realised how bad ,was this place ,
that made you lose your innocence

I never fell in love with your face
It was just the innocence
Trapped between you temple and chin

I could not drink seeing you drink,
Could not smoke either
it came as a rude shock

I left the party went away
Wondering...Innocnce lost is love lost

God proved me wrong one more time.......

Her Charisma

the serene face the innocent smile
remember the day we perambulated that fake mile

the day I realised you were that kinda girlwith the wrong kinda guy
Ofcourse not me ,but definitely not him that is true.

Alas !!Those few moments the time just flew

I wish I could turnback time
and muster enough courage to make you mine

I am pretty unsure whether I fell in love with your innocence
Or just again infatuated by your amicable face

I seem to be dumbfounded and don't realise why
i see my unborn children,I moment I look into your eye
The number of times we meet- I still contemplate
Is it my exaggerated imagination or an act of fate

They say you give it a fresh start ,it is never too late
But the only ting I am sure of ,I have always been unlucky in matters of fate.

my heart out: that bloody fraction

my heart out: that bloody fraction

my heart out: that bloody fraction

that bloody fraction

my heart out: that bloody fraction

that bloody fraction

my heart out: that bloody fraction

that bloody fraction

that bloody fraction

Don’t give me that piercing frosty-nosed look
It is so cold, vitriolic ,in turn makes me feel like a crook
This is my life and not a business of urs
Don’t exploit it for profits u want to book
Your fathomless appetite for making me miserable
The straight life of mine which u wanna gobbledegook
For heaven’s sake once retrospect
Shake your soul, try to inspect
In your eyes ,does love bear no respect
It is the question of the day infact
It was once I wanted to go away
But did you ever wanted me to stay?
A iota of a glance of urs once made my day
The same thing now forces me to pray
For me its ominous ,forbidden to see
My soulz liberated,my heart is free
Free from the shackles of your fatal attraction
It seems to be nothing more than a distraction
Keep your ploys apart from your soul just for a fraction
Soul-search yourself ,you know the reason for my traction
All I want you is to think for the second’s fraction
You’ll realize, when you now belong to the PARIAH section

Love meets Confusion and Vice-versa

Perhaps dudee has fallen in love again
My friends tell me this,
All this makes me feel "sweetly insane"

She is pretty for sure
Looks best when draped in AZURE
Magnetiseing me with her allure

If really love her I shud tell her
But If I really don't I shud confess
But tell her perhaps perhaps perhaps (stolen ;))

True that I can't forget my tumultuous past
In such matters of love and matters of heart

I am trying my level-best to recover
A new beginning awaits me,
which I am trying to discover

Hoping against hope tht she won't be bad
Helpless my heart has become,her a growing fad

This might be a foolish infatuation
But gradually tranforming into an obssession

Pls tell me a way out as I wanna run away from this
Thought its true,her heart is such a target,
nobody sane wud like to miss

I try to vacate my mind ,off her nuances
But it won't listen as it is more stubborn than I am
Afterall it is a part of me,
Something which I want to be

I know this will be a fiasco
But it is true,that being hurt and again falling into same thing
Is like rediscovering a lost treasure
whose importance nobody on earth can measure

I wanted to have a loving happy heart
always but it was destined to be a differnt art

The art of GOD,the hand of CUPID
One moment life's colored,the other iits insipid
One time its kind,other times its wicked

Oh god show me a way out of this
Why does the heart crave for something which can't be Its'
She is a THING i don't wanna miss
Still I wanna get out of this...

Because the joys associated with it euphimereal
Something which is a nebula appers to be real
Your eyes are concealed by rose colored glasses
Love has been fooling millions of the masses

As the foolish heart chants euphonies of her loveliness
Hiding beneath them the aftermaths which is nothing but ugliness

This time I dont wanna even try
As I cant muster the courage to cry

Being lovestruck makes you feel good
But when reality bites,u wanna get out of it if you could..

So I want a way outta this
Lose sth which I surely dont wanna miss.

Fun-focussed Bschool song for fin-focussed (taken from CBS with minor changes)

Every breath u take
Every change of rate

Jobs u don’t create
While we still stagflate
I ll b watching u

Every single day
you take my pay

When growth goes away
Inflation will stay
And I ll watching u

Oh can’t u see
The FM where I should be

How my poor heart aches
At each of ur mistakes

First u move ur lips
And hike a few more bps

When demand then dips
Yield curve flips
I’ll be watching u

Since u came supply lost w/o a trace
I dream at night that I ll punch u in the face

Ur interest policies I can’t embrace
I feel so wronged, long for his place

I keep crying …hell hell … pls


Oh can’t u see
The fed chair be me

How my poor heart aches
When prices escalate

Every move u make
Every oath u take

Hope your models break
And that smile is fake
We ll be watching u
this place is great

Your name should have been DEW not what it is now!!

Innocence trickles off your face when you look up
When they meet mine,your eyes appear divine

Etched out on your face so well, those pearls of sight
Makes me feel ashamed ,but staring in your eyes is a delight

Its not just that, You look beautiful
But you cast a magical spell on the passers by
You have become an inspiration of each and every guy

They say "When You are in love you already ahve committed adultery with her in your dreams"
But that definition fails in your case as you are simon-pure
Too puerile,too full of childishness,too innocent to lure

Your coiffure is a jewel in the crown
When your hair tease you ,when you frown

I feel like playing with your hair locks
Ah those flirtatious hair ,they sure rock!

When rain drips down your handsome face
I wish I were those drops of water,I grimace
But I can't be that,Oh what a disgrace


Am I wrong if I call you DEW
You are one among the only few

I will sure Change your name Oh angel-face
I can't openly call you DEW,thats a disgrace

When the bright sun peeps out off the cloud-cover
While you get drenched in the slight drizzling shower

And when the lustrous rays fall on the drops oh pretty girl
They appear to me like small,heavenly crafted beads of pearl

The rest of you I can't write about as I have never noticed or seen
The moment i see you,my eyes are fixated upon your facial sheen

You are a slow poison,your innocent beauty is killing me
I wait for Nirvana,death when my soul will be set free

Atleast after that,I can sit among the stars and look at you
You are God's finest creation,the blessed beauty,Oh innocent DEW!1

Why did I create DEW?

My heart is bleeding once more
Again that terrifying pain's galore

The more I try to forget youThe more you keep coming back to me
More i try to escape,the more my heart is drawn to you

Have I gone insane,why do you I keep on inviting this pain
When I remember your alter ego,I try to remain stoic
But this gives me more pain,my emotions start out to drain

Why is God militating against my heart
Why is this invisible bond still there. From which it is impossible to depart

I have walled up my emotions ,my pain
We dont talk anymore,Alas! those invisible walls between us
But why my heart and mind are at war,why is this fuss?

But how walls can be in my heart and in my mind
Where still you are the only one I can still find

Is it a sheer coincidence of events or God's cruel act
You came here,in this life,which I have trying to enact

There is an apocalypse in the making
Stripping off the life I have been faking

You had better places to go, but still you chose the niche I had created
To hide from your thoughts and ofcourse you, by whom my heart was cheated

I tend to look the other way,to ignore you when we meet
Since the last 3 years all I have been trying ,is to retreat
Still You capitalised upon what you knew very well about
That ,In love,the toughest thing is to accept a defeat

I was simple,my emotions were so virgin-like,my love was so uncanny
But with that one coupe de'tat you have deplumated it,into pieces so many

The pieces so many that i have being trying to gather them since those last 3 years
And then you turn up here,why?To see my heart bleeding ,to witness a tsunami of tears

I wish my heart had several backups,atleast the one you broke could be thrown
So that atleast I could live painlessly and if not happily, but just carry on

But no that would not happen as God's playing on you side
Both of you,smoothly,taking my shattered emotions for a ride.

I tried to abberate,find my solace in that beautiful girl,I crafted and called"DEW"
But alas thts my fate,even finding happiness in dreams is no longer under my purview

I love to hate my life now,to stitch back those minuscule pieces of broken heart
You were the one,who taught me that love is not an emotion but a bloody ART.....

ND's- A word called STOP

I wake up in the morning feeling drained, that's how i think my ecosystem is now trained ...
Staying up all night seems to be the tradition, i think harder if thats the actual reason ...
I try to remember, what happened last night, before sleeping did I see dawn's light ...
For my memory, it seems a bouncer, i turn to my operating system for an answer ...
I can't reason for this confusion, was it a reality or an illusion ...
the life was moving at jet speed, when I saw you on the other side of street,
the time went still and my mind got numb, in my life i hardly felt so dumb ...
you walked away leaving me alone, me looking at you long after u were gone ...
and i was standing there still as a root, too indifferent to move any of my foot ...
Days passed by, but the memories stayed, i still remember how u talked, how u swayed ...
the story so old and so often heard, still we don't realize the power of one word ...
a word so simple yet so difficult to utter, a word so strong to remove all clutter ...
a word called STOP! could have done the magic, and my story would not have been tragic ...
i stayed quiet and she has gone ... the time has stopped and am all alone ...
the nights are darker, and the days more crazy, the hope is bleak and the future so hazy ...
i thought of you all the time, so engrossed that sleep could not be mine ...
It doesn't look real, and it wasn't a dream, it's actually simpler than it might seem ...
you just remember the magic word ... the word that connects so disparate a world ...
the word that binds all of us ... the word that could make a difference ... a word so rarely uttered ... STOP!!!

Straight from ND's heart..

my heart out: Living in your thoughts

my heart out: Living in your thoughts

Living in your thoughts

Dryer than ash
Darker than coal
Night appears as a whole

Don't wanna spend it without your thought
I have tried to keep them off,enuff I have fought.

keep on waiting for ages just forseeing you ...
Wasting away moments of life that seem few..

Sitting near you, in my dreams
With you resting your head in my arms
I keep on losing life,each moment,seeing your charms

Interweaving clouds,stargazing,creating seasons
counting ages ,picking moments without any reason

Some moments were warm some hot
Some were lost ,others were not

Some were long some were short

Living in solitude
missing your love's rectitude

i wish i had changed my attitude
Just said that word "STOP"(borrowed this line from nd)

A cavalcade of those days zooms past me in my mind
Being eveteased by them ,they being one of their kind .

I capture those moments where you are present
More they keep on coming,if I try to resent

So it is all for your love..
Or
All because of your love..

Page3 Dudettes and MBAs

Page3 dudettes and MBAs

my heart out: Dudettes and MBAs

Page3 Dudettes and MBAs

Dudettes and MBAs

They call their group the Page3 gang
Seeing their nuances will make your head bang

Feel to Bang it against the wall
Noticing there clothes are too small

Revelation or concealment ,I keep on pondering
Why are they here,my mind keeps on wondering

The beauties are a sure thing to admire
But a better bet is ,certainly their attire

How come they are called the page 3 chicks
Their vital statistics sure give men the kicks

They have an innate misconception ,that Page 3 is all about flaunting
But the truth is it is about being different,being gregarious and daunting

When these bimbos will get this into their head
Their demeanor is driving the whole place mad.

A treat for the eyes and a feast for the depressed souls
They have become the moot point for a "bunch of azzholes"

Am I writing this just bcoz the so called "Grapes are Sour"
I do agree,their coming here has been a seasonal downpour

The Page 3 can be a bunch of dudettes for our freaky dudes
Xcuse me coz my expression of words seems so rude..

Hell!! all this is driving me crazy
Why my eyes are getting hazy

Hey I realise the Page 3 gang are near
Oh my gosh, I need to hurry my dear!!

Inspite of the long list of male counterparts,their status remains single
So are we!!Call ourselves MBAs-married but availablle and Ready to mingle