unorganized panorama

The sound of it tells a sad story The smell of it tells me another It’s quite a thing not to do something And just be lost in no-thought to watch The world through drizzled glass panes

Happiness is... logging into a social site after ages .. And seeing how time has changed your face for better (or for worse)..

The walk over to the next stop in time Will not be so smooth ... although we dreamt of it For a long long time ...

With time, what is important turns out to be so foolish And meaningless!

I wonder what should I see at the end of the road... A path wrong taken? A journey wasted on discipline? A guilt of losing the right way?

The thought comes back

Of someone or something

That could have been but just didn't

That could kill me for good but spared

I am happy but I know well how

The eternity stands still at that moment

When I was busy hiding my defeat

Hold on to it

While looking at the vast stretch of land

Laying in front of me, Inviting...

Don’t let the sinking feeling set in, yet.

The open space has a language, asks --

You could have done better, couldn’t you?

  The moments that are gone

Why always feels so special

When they were not when I lived them

Is it because they are never coming back

Or just that it changed my life, forever.

  Staying in hills was a dream

But why does it pain so much, Now

When all of it is gone, and am all alone,

When I don’t have anyone left, and she left

Long… Long back

And I sit down watching sun go down

Behind the grey triangles, trying to reach the sky.

  Did I live my life well? Asks the morning sun everyday,

I avoid him, or should I tell him the truth!

‘I don’t know’, I’d say, and think of her,

I could make one life happier…much.

It was just yesterday when it used to take so little to make me smile. Even at the cost of being taken as frivolous, I remember I used laugh hard whenever I went drinking with friends during under grad college days. And seriously that’s why I went drinking every time. To laugh out loud :)

But looking back, I don’t see so many laugh riot moments in my life now! And am sure you all can relate to it. Laughter has a diminishing curve in life, with growing age. For whatever reasons. Now even while drinking, I can’t really laugh that hard. I care about my personality and how I am looking! So I thought let’s see what I am really missing. And came out more than I guessed.

A smiling is kinda exercise. So for all you slowly ageing crows, it is a mild botox for ur chin and ur foreheads. So generally a smiling face would be attractive too, of all that’s what you care, I know!

When we smile it secretes Endorphins in body which is, by the way, a natural pain killer. It also secretes Serotonin which is again a magic drug. It vanishes stress, negative thought and creates peace of mind and gets you a good sleep, which is essential for body contrary to what the MBA student believes lately.

People affected by high blood pressure et al, smiling really improves the blood circulation. And that in a way creates more free blood flow in the veins and promotes longer life.

Now some serious good news. A study by British Dental Health Foundation reveals that smiling gives the same level of stimulation given by 20,000 chocolate bars or winning £16,000 in cash. So,

Smile = 20,000 Dairy Milk bars = £16,000

And, 20,000 Dairy Milk bars = £16,000

Therefore, 1 Dairy Milk Bar = £ 0.8

Man, chocolate bars are seriously undervalued depending on the human reaction index and opportunity costs!

Anyway, that’s beside the point. Another funnier survey showed, smiling criminals got lighter punishment from the judge under trial. So what we have here. A simple facial contortion which doesn’t cost a penny, freely offering us health, youth, success and peace of mind.

Things that makes me cry everytime....

  The lyrics do that. If you had to leave someone and go who you loved, you'd feel you could write them... 

So world looks pretty green, mates. Things are pretty much on track and for miles there is nothing wrong in a big way that can cause a reasonable wealthy Indian to be unhappy about. The markets are good, the inflation is still at large – but what the heck! We got used to them. And once we get used to, no problem is a problem anymore! Osama is dead, so is his brother, son in law, brother in law, his 133rd son and his ‘latest’ wife (US Intelligence still working to find out if she was 78th wife or 93rd wife of him). So, no 9/11 possibility in a couple of years, till Quaida comes up with a new leader.

Now we have the world cup too. And Yuvraj is back from his bad patch and reportedly getting laid off 33.33% more than before. And now none is unhappy about it, after all he kinda deserves it – is the attitude of his fans and half-fans. Dhoni is demanding almost double for what he does best – which is making ads! And so on it’s all happiness around for a happy Indian urban family.

Dorji Khandu (he was the late CM of Arunachal Pradesh, I understand only 2% of us might have heard of him before, cause only around 2% of urban people plan to sit for IAS UPSC each year.) was not really born out of womb of Sonia Gandhi or had looks of a spoiled rich young politician who can do all kinda nonsense and still win the election by sheer ‘charm’. And definitely he wasn’t having luck on his side. May be he was trying to do something good for his largely avoided state. Or maybe he was just plain random unlucky. But one thing is for sure, even for a ‘developing’ nations standards the politicians that died in India out of helicopter clashes are huge. And I am only talking about the relatively famous ones. Starting from a hooligan called Sanjay Gandhi to Mr YSR Reddy, the trend is higher. The latter got much more sympathy since he was on a cause when that fateful steel bird went down, and justifiably so. And the former had enough credentials by his name (he was Indira Gandhi’s son! What do you expect!). The good part is, as always, no one is looking. Apart from the usual tch-tching people are simply not bothered. I can’t blame them. After all death of politicians are not really a sad scene particularly. But then all are not the same in the game. I will definitely give Mr Khandu a benefit of doubt in this case. Been to some of the interior places of north east, I know life is tough there and terrorist is not their only problem or the biggest one. People are poor and the states like Arunachal Pradesh has a lot of defense expenditure particularly because we have friendly neighboring states like China.

A life killed by cancer. The guy kept writing.

Even at the very last stage.