A planet collusion or just a fantasy?

3rd Floor at Prabhukrupa. Late night and 6 people were busy playing cards. Judgment was the game! Summer was on head and was time to open your all possible doors and gallery. I had lost many games yet enjoying cool wind coming from the gallery. Stars were looking far away. Dark, dark and all dark was the sky. Suddenly there was a shake. Building was dancing actually. Earthquake? Oh no, I am not good at judgment not in game and not in science. “What’s this than?” – I shouted but I did not find anyone feeling it. I rushed to gallery, looked at the sky and to the greatest suspense of my eyes, I could see another planet rotating like a tennis ball. Was it moon? No it can not be. It has green and blue surfaces like little covers on it so there was a chance of life there as well. Was earth moving to that planet or that planet was hurriedly approaching to Earth? Ah? “Come, come you card freezers. See this and you will go mad.”

Nobody came actually. I would be the first to see the dancing death approaching Earth. I took out my mobile and trying to check the year in calendar. 2010! I checked it again – It’s 2010! Oh, is it the end? An early end? No. Not possible. Scientists said besides tsunamis and quakes, climate change may also lead to volcanic eruptions and landslides but does it mean end is very near and that too I can see it from my gallery? And what about the work pending? Oh, I am supposed to complete it. Am I fool? Earth is going to end and I am trying to erase my completed work from my post it. How stupid?

“Tringgggggggggggg???????” A planet collusion? Does it sound like this? And I am still alive? Let me pinch.

“Tringgggggggggggg???????” – Oh, it’s 7.30 am.

“Make lunch for me.” This time I did not give my cook a chance to ask that ever disturbing question.

Security of what actualy?

For whom I am writing? Feel a little dissapointed when my compliment icons remain unattended for days and then I suddenly realise I am writing for myself and not for readers actualy!

Enterprenaurship is not difficult by task but by mind. Very few people put their enterprenaurship in reality and they let it remain in mind as a pulpy thought on which I can see the ever noisy creators have taken over. They eat you, they bite you, they pinch you and in end just take away your individuality. These creators borns with the security. Security of life, security of money, security from society and all. Security of what actualy? Is it something important than your own ideas and innovations? Don't be so ruthless to your mind and don't just let it die with an open space with no thoughts, no dreams!

I am not against jobs. Can not actualy as I have not worked for a single day of my life working under someone else (except under my dad as a helping hand I did and obviously not for money)! This funda I keep singing in my ears so that I don't forget what I am supposed to do here. No Jobs, no jobs, no jobs! Low income, no recovery, glamour locked can all be set aside, put in a bag and thrown in the sea. You have to be happy within! Passions and receptivity are something that I am trying to learn in my profession. People take a professional for granted in terms of knowledge instead of passions, dedication, determination, application of mind and skills of bouncing back.

Last time when my old mentor remembered me, gave a call, came to office and greeted me with parker pen and pocket card holder. How thankful was I? I had no ice cream or sweat to offer him adding to embaracced heart!

That's how it goes and it builts!

I wish I could be...?

Not distinguishing, not dissatisfied,

Thou’ I wish if I could'be someone else,

He’s got that respect, got that goddamn applause,

He, who hardly spoke, yet made all pause.

He makes the difference when games are close,

SACHIN, I wish I could be, for all my past good cause.

He addressed the motherland,

No more just a being, He’s the supreme,

Passions all in-built, an opponent’s worst dream,

Played to just play and make them his way,

SACHIN, I wish I could be, for all my sincere pray.

Trust me on this,

I wish, he never relinquish,

He’s a man of doubles,

Wish he plays years few more couples!

SACHIN, I wish I could be, no more shuffles.

Where does my dreams drive me?

That class was full with students. Students? Cracks I mean! Which class I could not find it out? I can recognise many of my friends seating there. Gadu accompanied me like always. We were seating on very left raw corner near window. Parth was very opposite and ahead of two raw, Neil was next to him. Vikunj and Satyam were in the middle of the raw. Abhi where are you? I tried searching but I could not find him. That was a free class and maths teacher did not come so Kavitama’am took the class. She was actually a drawing teacher but today she came for a free class.

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Expense audit has been done for X company. Hopefully, I will get a positive call from Riteshbhai regarding Y Company that he will gather all the documents required for return. Hey, have I already sent proposal to Rupeshbhai? Opps, my good past will save me if I have not. Huuuh, what can I do? Let me share it with Neil, he can join me in May. Yeah it’s a great Idea!

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All demanded for games. Meanwhile, Gadu had already started eating 5-star! (opps, Gadu you keep eating in school days) Ma’am announced ANTAKSHARI and all applauded. Guess what? Next glimpse was Satyam singing on the stage like a rock star! He was shouting for “Mad, mad, mad, there’s a mad inside!” It was going on too charismatic and astonishing for all. A band and his rock were on high pitch!

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"Hey Neil, tell me one thing yar. Can I send all the ITR V in one post to Bangalore? Oh thank god, will definitely save my lot of costs. Actually I am on a bike and there’s a crane running for a fly over construction. Are you getting free on 15th May from exams? Right? I want you to join me for that fixed asset assignment yar! Yeah I can tell them to start from 3rd week of May don’t worry. Yeah call you in the evening once I get a confirmation from them. Ciya!"

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“Oh it’s You...!” “Hey no! I cannot sing please?” I never sang before and that also against almost 50 people. People? I must say all mad. “You have to dude, Common Chota Don!” Vikunj was yelling like I was being offered for Bharat Ratna. Suddenly that class room looked like boxing ring, Parth was looking like Mike Tyson as he had already started screaming my name – “Gomsiiiiiii.....Gomsiiii....tak tak tak! Gomsiiiiiii.....Gomsiiii....tak tak tak!” That tak tak tak were pats on the bench and for me it was an all set bell for boxing.

Tak tak tak! Tak tak tak! Ting dingggggggg!“How many are there for lunch?” Ah, cook again and the same pathetic reply – “Make a tea at least!” – Seekers demanded.

Mind staggering

What if all mind stops thinking for a day?

Mind staggering you know?

No confusions, no turn rounds,

Enough would be two heart bounds!

No complaints and no demands!

Chill chill it all sounds.

I am afraid though little inside,

No more dreams and dry nights,

Where will you keep that sweet time?

More spice and little lime,

Clear buddy! I am better with working mind!

No sleep and tired mind!

How many times you felt in life - What goes around comes back around?

Yesterday night I felt it! I could not sleep thoroughly. Too much hit and I found myself awake 3-4 times. Worst combination is - No sleep and tired mind! You can hear the helicopter noise of the fan, barking dogs, THAK-THAK alerts of watchman and disturbed mind! Wondering how a disturbed mind creates noise? Oh it goes on talking to your unconscious mind which badly needs a sleep. You come across collusion of thoughts - thoughts about volatile career, thoughts about confused love, thoughts about caring parents, thoughts about your unfinished work! Opps! Where will you go? You keep on changing sides, try to forcefully close eyes, keeping the pillow tight remembering god (though when you awake you might not be interested even in thinking is there any god?) please let me sleep!

Everything that happened in life goes on and on. Years look like a glimpse of flashes! You even know it wont be good to remember it and it would be of no benefit to anyone and still what goes around comes back around! You try to remember last time when you were happy and forget the thoughts restricting you in your pleasant sleep! Perhaps then your so called awaked liberalised confident mind becomes poor and prays God!

Night passes away the half awaked stage with speed and door bell rings! A stubborn question you face - "how many are going to eat today?" and then you realise cook has arrived and it's late for office!

"At least make a tea for me right now!" - Seekers bark.

Something to say to Sir Issac Newton!

I have something to say to Sir Issac Newton,

Gravity is not going up and coming down

Not falling down, Na na!

It’s all one and just one.

He saw an apple falling down,

And became an undefeated crown,

But do you see earth and see going apart? Na na!

Do you feel stars and sun all dislike? Na na!

Can you demark the loving hearts? Na na!

Gravity unites us I cracked it

When I see human all alike me,

Temperature alleviated us,

And temperature makes us dust!

Polar opposites around!

Perfection is suicide,

Totality all besides!

I keep discreet and I blow,

I destruct and I sow,

I stick to and I flip,

I celebrate and gloom too,

Then who am I?

I am a split, like U, me and we!

I fall down and climb,

I look blessed and I resist,

I agree and I insist,

Then who am I?

I am a split, like U, me and we!

Polar opposites around,

Love and hate both are bound,

Buddha and OSHO said it loud,

Nothing and yet everything,

Love, hate goes all in one,

Secret is that and rest none.