An ode to changing times

It was just yesterday we knew each other,

Just yesterday, when there was a thing called ‘Culture’

We were proud about it; we celebrated it and loved it.

Today there are only strangers,

Dividers erected, toughened further by military rules.

We are not proud; there is no need to celebrate and definitely no reason to love it.

Tomorrow, more strangers will come in, do their time, get branded and will be released like crates of cold-drinks in December.

There will be another batch next year, and the year after that...getting colder and colder.

NID, I wish you were still the way you were described by all those coming to chai-gate,

after all those years that they were here,

Who sip and reminisce about how beautiful those times were in their days.

what to do?...

There comes a time in life or for that matter, more often, that you don't know what to do with ur life....then you just watch movies back to back...and live so many lives in a matter of few hours

Happy New(old) Blog

1-1-10

1.party [unexpected]

2. i drank [not planned]

3. i danced [totally planned in case of point 1. affirmation]

I will start actually writing my blog today. It was created a long time back when I dint really have anything to put down here. Times change, people change and Diaries get lost or are read or........

It was a great lot of people [the first thing that made me rethink the party]
Anyway, it started of as a little bunch of people trying to call more people to Paaartyyyy!

Then the crowd started building up. The booze was flowing and the songs were becoming better and the beds were being boycotted. The were gate-crashers and free-loaders and a lot of known-unknown faces sharing hugs and wishes, dancing, conversing at the tip of our voices, booing the DJ, making nasty comments, smacking buts, and coming in real close proximity of most people. Its surprising how everything is OK coz its a party and everyone's drunk.

Happy Happy Happy....................