Disappointment

Stabbing your heart
A sword so sharp
Draining the life away
Dawns a feeling of shame
As your hands clutch your head
In misery and devastation
A scream is ripped out
From the lips of your soul
Disappointment reigns your body
Escaping this cage is an illusion
Only dreams of running away
Fill your heart with false hopes
Forever you shall be
A prisoner of this monster
Never letting you go of despairs
Never letting you free, disappointment.

Responses

Tapping feet rapidly
Fidgeting with hands
A sweat breaking on your forehead
As you wait for a response
A response so critical
A response so urgent
A response so important
A response that can't be delayed
And as you wait
And assume the worst of situations
Dreading horrifying endings
Trying to shoo away
Your blessed imaginations
Head filled with scenarios
That make you want to cry
And all this fuss
For a single response

Loafing around :3

As the late morning sun
Shines bright, I awake
Without a care, without a worry
Because there's no need to be in a hurry
Stretching my arms, cracking some joints
Brushing my pearls slowly, carefully
Luxuriously drenching myself in hot showers
Not a care in the world, just relaxing
And in this freedom, I'm basking
And consuming food with no care
As the heat dries my frizzy hair
And on this lovely Sunday morning
When the drizzle is gentle and light
I feel calm and at peace
Stress free and loafing around
Marveling life's elegance and beauty
Without a care, without a worry

Candles

A bright, soft flame
Illuminating, lighting up
A room taken over by darkness
A mind filled with despair
However minuscule the flame
It gives hopes to
Students, preachers, travelers
To souls who have lost their path
In a vast place with many a winding road
A place so confusing
In a place so complex
Yet a simple flame
Can set us right
Can show us the way
The way to happiness
The way to peace
To a brighter, better future.

The Lunchbox - Review

The Lunchbox is a Hindi movie that has been praised greatly by many countries. I desperately wanted to go see this movie because the critical reviews were simply great. People who had seen it were just fascinated and urged me to go watch the movie.

Yesterday, I did get the opportunity to go see this movie. I was eager, no doubt, and this movie had a mysterious aura around it. So I settled in my comfy theater seat and awaited for the screen to jump to life.

The movie starts by giving us a sneak peak on Mumbai's busy life, especially in the trains. Mumbai stripped of all the glitz and glamour. The true Mumbai, which makes it all the more beautiful. Dabbawallas, people in Mumbai who deliver lunchboxes to office workers from their respective homes at lunch time are seen cycling with tons of dabbas, travelling on the train as they merrily sing and then go on to deliver the home made lunches.

The story is about a housewife, who toils away and tries to make the best food for her husband, trying to get back into his heart. Like any other Indian housewife, she hardly gives time for herself as she's caught up between a workaholic husband, a young daughter and a cancer ridden father. Her emotions and her problems are magnified, allowing the viewers to empathize with her more easily.

The story also concentrates on an accountant who has been working in the same place for the last 35 years and is about to retire. Portrayed as the usual intolerant middle aged man, his life lacks fun. An annoying assistant and troublesome kids on the streets adds to his troubles.


The two individuals' lives collide unexpectedly and a crisp and sweet relationship starts to blossom. Their troubles, their emotions, their daily lives are the main topics of conversation in their letters. Comical and thought provoking, this movie is definitely an award winner!

What probably makes this movie interesting is being able to relate to two ordinary people living ordinary lives. Although the movie has no songs, spice or glamour, the simplicity of the movie will make you fall in love with it. As they say, less is more. In this case, it definitely is. A must watch.

Cheers.

Review on 'Thirteen Reasons Why'

Beautiful. Overwhelming. Intense. Heart Breaking.

Life Changing.

Jay Asher's 'Thirteen Reasons Why' is THE book to read if you could read just one novel in your lifetime. You must be thinking : 'What's so great in this book?' 

Allow me to explain further. Thirteen Reasons Why isn't just a YA piece of fiction that is forgotten after a few days of obsession. It's those kind of books that will haunt you probably for the rest of your lives because this book right here will make you think twice before making a decision.

"Will this affect people in the wrong way?" Is what will always be on your mind.

It could be some kind of list.... you know, those Hot or Not lists. It could be using someone. It could be spreading a rumor.

Chances are you have already done this to someone or the other.

You'll regret having done that after reading this book. A sudden change will come over you. In the process of reading, you'll probably break down, feel like screaming or.... just can't read it for a while.

But in the end, you'll emerge as a better person. The journey is tough, believe me. Possibly it won't let you sleep at night. But you'll become someone who's aware, someone who is genuinely capable of saving many people from pain and shatter.

I recommend this to adolescents because it's a book based on the wars going on inside us at every point. The usual stress of home, school, peers. Bullying, alcohol, drugs, sexual abuse. Stuff that is considered as everyday activities now days. Issues that can't be really solved generally but can be helped with individually.

It somehow brings you back to reality, if you read more of dystopic, romcoms, sci fi, fantasy fiction. Like a slap on the face that wakes you up, trembling.

And that slap on the face is definitely needed.

I'd rate this a 4.6 on 5. A must read.

Cheers.

Suggestions?

Any suggestions on topics you want me to write poems on? Comment!! :D

Something to do!!!

Because I'm bored, got nothing to do and am just waiting for my noodles to cook :-) Noodles *-*

As the clock ticks by
And the time just flies
I sit here at the desktop
With nothing to do
And I rack my brain
For ideas and eurekas
For something to keep me busy
But I get nothing, it gives a message
'Relax for now, grasshopper
A few days later, when you wish for more time
You will crave for a time like this
A time for no to-dos
A time for relaxation'
But right now, I crave!
For a task, for a job
For some work, some complexity
To keep me occupied
But apart from surfing
I have nothing to complete
And suddenly I wish for a time
When the rush of adrenal
And complains of lethargy
Existed.

No Regrets

Silence hums in the air
As he slits his wrists
With a blade, his faithful companion
His only friend, his only support
Laying down in the silky arms
Of water, cradling him like a child
Water's gentle lullabies put him to sleep
As he watches the blood seep from his wrists
Tinting the water a bold crimson
Imprinting the absorbing colour
In his dwindling memory
He closes his eyes for the last time
With no regrets, no more lies.

Bulletproof

I think all of us have felt this way before. Someone or the other always seems to throw us to the ground. But with every throw, we just become stronger. We become bulletproof.

All you've done is made me cry
All you've done is shoot me
With brutal psychological punches
Knocking the air out of me
Have you ever considered
What I'm going through?
Or are you so narcissistic
All you think about is yourself?
And your priorities
Should always come first
Is it the untamed arrogance
Or is it the colossal ego
I was blindfolded till a few days ago
Now I've found the strength
To take it off me
And see the truth, the reality
You're smooth lies and excuses
Won't be believed by me anymore
You've tricked me too much
To see a spark of good in you
And I'm happy you're gone now
I feel free like the breeze
Your anger will ricochet
Because I'm stronger
I'm bulletproof.

Droning -_-

I felt like this in Social Studies. She just kept talking and talking xD

Monotonous voice drones on and on
As a class of students lazily listen
Yawns and groans fill the air
Eyes glazing over, eyes that glisten

Not with interest, no spark is seen
In the adolescents who zone out
Nothing can get them out of their trance
Neither a whisper, nor the teacher's shout

A few of them doodle pages full
A few of them pass notes to each other
A few of them simply drift away
But the voice drones on, she doesn't bother

The bell rings shrilly
Students snap awake
Gathering their belongings
The school grounds, they shake

Stretching their stiff limbs
They moan and complain
Another teacher, another lecture
Their days are cloudy, filled with rain

Awaited Results

Exams just got over a few days back and we got our English papers already -_- Total letdown for me :/ The period after we got our papers was Social Science and that's the subject I always zone out in (Thank heavens I didn't get those papers). I wrote this then :)

Palpitations and trembling
Shivering with cold fear
Praying, hoping, wishing for the best
Results of this quizzical test
Butterflies flitting around
Trying to get rid of them
They just can't seem to leave
So nervous, the nausea
Hits me like a cold wave
But it's the best I gave
I shouldn't feel like this
A failure, hopeless
I get my awaited results
My heart sinks to my feet
It's not too good, not too bad
But it's not my best
Dissatisfied and morose
I try to move with the flow
Try to shrug it off
Because life is more than results
A little disappointment shouldn't affect
My life, shouldn't depend on hopes
So I force a smile, skip a step
And blend into the crowd again.

It Starts With A Scar

Hello all :)

This is my first blog. Well, my friends pressurized me into making this blog. Mainly, this is going to be filled with poetry and other thoughts of mine :)

It Starts With A Scar

A scar on my wrist
A pierce through my heart
Breaking apart, bursting out
Unable to fix the shards

A whisper in my head
Taunting voice, deafening shout
Twisted, tangled complexity
No innocence, no purity
Red drops turn to a river
Watching the flow, the viscosity
With thrill and pleasure, I shiver
No one sees, no one hears
No one cares, they all steer
Clear of me, it's crystal clear
I'm a shadow, blending in
Unseen, unheard, uncared for
As I drown and try to reach the shore
But accept at the same time
That this is my prime
Though not worth a single dime
I drown in this crimson pool
Cause I'm a victim
A devil's fool