Facebook Friends

Well, I took this some crazy time off,
I couldn’t wash off, and simply doff,
Friends and memories on FACEBOOK,
About their life and how they look,

You would find that idea so freaking,
What is the idea ? What am I seeking?
Well, how good would be to just see,
How these people in real life, will be,

Nick names, games, chatters, glamour,
Their styles, work, skills and grammar,
The clothes they wear, food they eat,
I told, are you ready so we can meet?

Was surprised by the responses, I got,
Some of them laughed, some forgot,
Are they really what they claim to be?
Said, I’ll pay to meet you, not for free!

Some refused, some agreed, over this,
Some scorned me, some saw an abyss,
Of what my big idea is, in asking that,
Some even refused to talk, or to chat !

278 friends, I had just two months ago,
List included even those people I know,
Now the list is just about 90 odd, oh yes,
I now know, who really cares, god bless !

Met a few of them, over the few weeks,
Smart, pretty, rude, arrogant, and geeks,
Lunch, Dinner, Movie and some for calls,
Some demanded clothes, I gifted dolls !

The list went dwindling down the drain,
Some really pretended, few were a pain,
After a few pay-off for lunch and money,
Well, I could afford only that all, honey!

5 weeks and done, with all my dreams,
I met a few, living a life on the extremes,
Agents, housewives, software and more,
Stayed one day, well, even women snore !

Back home, having a cup of tea in hand,
Living a life, so beautiful in foreign land,
Quite content now, yes, the list is fine,
The list is just a little bit over digit nine.

Warning, do not attempt this at home,
Even attempt doing it, keep your dome,
I don’t want to say what I went through,
But I liked to do it, between me and you.

Monday

What will I really write for you,
Without having to at all, review,
Struggling to fight your Monday blue,
Well, no one here helps me with a clue,
Everyone here is absorbed in Nancy drew!

But, yeah., you can read on now,
Should I write about a chow chow ?
To keep you away from outlook inbox,
You are still thinking about the movie in Inox?
Or about the whiskey you had it on the rocks ?

Want to make this day start, better?
To someone you like, write a love letter,
Or even to the ones you miss, dad or mom,
Before, you even walk to your PM for a salaam.

Start your day with a real nice coffee,
Well, of course it just doesn’t come free,
CCD will be a best place, to grab one at this time,
If you feel it harder, you can grab ginger or lime,
Don’t think about spending for yourself, a crime.

A day that is well planned and begun,
Gets more brighter than the midday sun,
A positive day, beings with your positive note,
Do you really want me to send you a daily quote ?
Or do you want me send it with a good musical note ?

Remember that a positive anything is,
Better than a negative nothing, Oh, yes it is,
Every second of your life goes without a pause,
That’s exactly what he then told me, Santa Claus,
Only successes are remembered and not your flaws!

If you want to have a good, a better day,
Plan to do one thing good, well, start this May,
That when you get back to your sleep, every night,
You’ll sleep well, with just zero guilt feelings to fight,

No one but just YOU knows YOU very well,
You know your talents and skills, you can sell,
So, maintain your originality and that really helps,
At the end of this very week, when you get through,
Be a better man, and woman, between me and you !

3 Years in Infy

This day that year in 2007,

It seemed like, I landed in heaven,

We met each other then the three of us,

When I entered this, very beautiful campus.



Ram, Sib and I, here today,

We sat across in Bldg 11, this May,

Ram, well, the silent killer of us three,

Sib, that chicken Biriyani killer on a spree,



Pradeep, the most serious one,

Who would even burn the hot sun,

Of course, me, the simplest one of all,

Spent all time on girls in that induction hall.



I kept signing all forms before me,

Not reading a word, ‘cause it was Infy,

I could see NRN flying all around my head,

He still remains my model, for my daily bread,



Three years it has been for us now,

Ram was married, Sib married to his love,

I, still on the lookout for my most ideal match,

Where are you girl, I am all ready for you to catch.



2 cycles of CRR X and one recession,

Inflexibility to 9.15, still a big obsession,

Well, that’s me alright, and that’s simply me,

This is what I am, how I always wanted me to be.



I believe in two things that last,

Work and God, that I pray with a fast,

That has sustained me so long, with a job,

I love myself big, even if they send me to Punjab.



I am much convinced now today,

That it didn’t help much, my degree,MCA,

It was me after all, than my degree I had got,

It is this life, a passion for me, is all that I sought.



So, wish me good luck and great life,

Wish me a big house and one smart wife,

Wish me that I’ve google so that I can write,

Wish that my PM likes me, so that, I need not fight!



Time will keep going on and on,

Everything will stay, even if I am gone,

Well, three long years and I am so through,

Well, I know the big story between me and you !

Miss Independent

That time, when you left,
Leaving me,
Quiet and cold,
Alone on the road,

The times, we had been
All in love,
So much deep,
Could no longer keep,

You saw me, so wrong,
When I was
Walking with him,
And the light was so dim,

Did you, ever just think,
I would cry,
and will say,
Please, just stay,

When you are wrong,
You are so right,
you always thought,
I’ll never fight,

Good that, I am done,
Have to go,
I don’t know,
I won’t lie just low,

Man, you, were fine
First time, you
proposed to me,
On your knee,

After, the break up,
You just come,
Just to kiss,
Say, I’m sorry Miss

Don’t ever, change,
Your mind,
Like us, girls,
Changing our curls,

When you are wrong,
You are so right,
you always thought,
I’ll never fight,

So, let me, go now,
in my peace..
stay alive,
just take five !

With you, I couldn’t live,
You could ne’er
ever stay,
with me, everday,

So, don’t lie, or just cry,
Love’s no flattery,
It’s all now
A dead battery,

I’ll go and live my life,
You live yours,
Move on now,
There’s no love,

Life to us, must go on,
For that love,
Was true,
between me and you.

Quit on a Monday

I quit.

I wish I had the guts to quit on a Monday,
I always think I should do it, this very day,
How much ever I try, it just won’t occur,
I have been used to being one big sucker.

I wish I had the guts to quit on a Monday,
I always wanted to do it without a delay,
How much ever I try, I just cannot do that,
I have to live in this world, that’s just flat.

I wish I had the guts to quit on a Monday,
I wish I can go out there and play, but hey,
How much every I try, it just won’t get to,
What I might really, and strangely get into.

I wish I had the guts to quit on a Monday,
I wish I can do it, this third day of this May,
How much ever I try, I don’t have it in me,
This was not how, I originally used to be.

I wish I had the guts to quit on a Monday,
For all that I value in me, all that I weigh,
How much ever I try, I don’t have it in me,
Even if I had crossed in years, silver jubilee.

I wish I had the guts to quit on a Monday,
That I get sometime, to actually sit & pray,
How much ever I try, there is no way out,
Because, I do all things without any doubt.

I wish I had the guts to quit on a Monday,
That I can sit quiet or calm and stay away,
How much ever I try, I can’t do it myself,
I cannot even rest on this memory shelf.

I wish I had the guts to quit on a Monday,
I really think I should, after every Sunday,
How much ever I try, it won’t let me idle,
I wish they really pick me for Indian Idol !

I wish I had the guts to quit on a Monday,
And I wish I can start writing some essay,
How much ever I try, it has to be like this,
It remains as good as my, lost love’s kiss.

I wish I had the guts to quit on a Monday,
What did you think, I was trying hard to say,
Was talking about NOT writing in one week,
Was luring you in the name of hide and seek.

So, consider yourself lucky to have one job,
I see here those who kill for dimes and rob,
Never ever complain, about all that you do,
Be happy young one, between me and you.