Cool breeze...

Woke up & got into warmers, 
Stepped out,
felt like i'm walking on a cold sea shore.

The breeze here was never so cold before.
The wind cheater & sweater is too less,
I need some more.

The breath of the wind
Gently weaving through the trees

Bending the reeds & grasses
Whispering across waters

Shaping the clouds above
Carrying the birds aloft

Swirling song through space
Time stands still

A peaceful respite
Cool breeze, so quiet.

~ Quivers ~


Love the weather. But, it's killing. So effing cold. Wonder, Delhi waalon kya haal kya hoga ? 
~ Sighs.


Morning <3


-Maahi :)*

Bye-Bye. 20. It's my 21st Birthday

To call me a 20 year old
This is the last day
I’d better enjoy the company of my age to the fullest
Cause tomorrow’s my 21st birthday
I have waited so so long
Now I am just 10 minutes from the day
I can’t believe I’m getting so close to
Tomorrow, my 21st birthday
Since its not my birthday today, 
I don’t have much to say
But today’s my birthday eve and
Tomorrow’s my 21st birthday
I don't want any gifts or anything as such
All i need is parent's blessing,
& friends' love & hug. That's too much.
Which makes my eyes sparkle in the sun’s rays
Gonna add life to my days.
I hope nobody forgets that
Tomorrow’s my 21st birthday! 




I'm nuts, i know that.
Ma be you've neva seen someone who writes poem for his own birthday.LOL!


*All Excited*


Expecting a great year ahead.
Hope everything'll be fine this year,
god, please bless me to get off the fear.
The fear i've inside, deep in my heart.


Nyte Nyt !

<3

-Maahi :)*

Guy's forte ;)

Naaah! I was just talkin to her. What do you think ?
Be sure on me that for your heart will never shrink.
I have got to go because that girl has called upon me,
I am very honest to you always, see ?


She asked " Though, why is that i can't believe you much' ?
I sad, "Don't crack your heart, for things like such".
She giggled and said "Oh my! You're damn good and sweet'
While i was thinking bout' other girls' heat.


I left first and reached to the second
When she was waiting with an unseen face, and i was little chickened..
I slowly took out my shades and put it on just to hide my fear.
And i went in, with a swagger and lied.
" I was waiting for you there, dear. On the other side".


After our cup of coffee rolled down, my First saw me passing by..
And came in with fury and heart full of cry..
Grumpy, fuming, when i hesitated to stand up.
She banged on the table and hurled the cup.


My "Second" as what my "First" had thought.
But she asked "Do you really love me or Not" ?
Oh, God! It took so long for me to explain her that the other was my cousin.
And i was talkin bout' our love with her..
Then slowly i fled teh scene leaving my high-leveled gesture.

P.S. Hyderabadis' have this sad habit of explaining things by moving hands to explain something. 

LOL!



-Maahi :)*

*Hurt*

 Couldn't think of an appropriate title. Suggestions are welcome :)*

Happiness is always short, it goes suddenly. .
Do not know, not a know, they rushed into going. .
Perhaps the original was a mistake.
Eyes open and see the reality, that is the only one thing
I'm too dumb and cannot not recognize the real.
battered life, largely futile.

May not always be eternal, but I believe the obsession,
Had intended the courage to leave and it is still not done.
You are the first to the first step, thank you. .
If I used a unique, do not tell me you do not want to regret it and come back.
Because of that moment, I really believe it.

I set a decision to treat a person will not be true. .
You will be the last, instead of letting you hurt, let me go to hurt others. .
After all, I choose to leave to live up my mind
Rest assured, we will not....

Tried without tears, how ? Flow is more than what it is, mad. . ?
It seems my side to sleep late, but also onto the platform of the. .
I disregard any and all, and thus degrades yourself.
Because torture is better than me, so I will not dumb down!
So that I bitterly bitterly bitterly awake !!

God, are we going to grow, it must be the wounds of injured barrier ? barrier it, Necessary?
I do not retain, to know thhe surface of sweet, is false. .
But I'm glad that you had to seriously. At least I know no wrong. .
Even if you make me feel better but, also a well-intentioned the lies.
To me, you’re still the best, thank you.
although, knowing that this is not fate, but I believe somewhat likely.

Badly hurt withdrawal at the end, give me sad.
Let me cry, because this is the way I choose. .
Do not pity me....Not necessary.
You will not be touched, it will not look back. .
From that day to see you, peace of mind, to sleep happily with a smile.
I know that time is running out. . Sometimes I will watch you fall asleep, silently crying.
Because to know what you want, you're wrong person. .

But, you know, he will not give up, his patience is more than you imagine.
he will love you, but can only hide.
So, be it...

-Maahi :)*

Rollacoastaaaa ride =D

Do you know what’s the best part of being an Engineering student ? You can write so much bout’ nothing, you need just one word and you’re ready to fill-up your papers with shit. It may or may not make any sense, still, we won’t give up.
Lemme tell you something bout’ Indian Traffic in Engg style. Ready ? So, fasten your seat belt, caus’ now I’mma take you on a drive across the country. LOL !


Question : Write about Indian Traffic briefly.
Answer:-
Well, I’ve visited a few places across the country this year, like, Kolkata, Delhi, Bihar, Jharkand and a few more small Cities. For the benefit of you and every Michael Schumacher, I’m offering a few hints for survival.


P.S. They’re applicable to every place in India Except for Bihar.
Bihar is a different Country, with different rules and people flouting the laws quite often, where life outside a vehicle is only marginally safer.
LOL !

Pleeze phill the Applicason Forum phor getting a Driving Licen in Bihar
State. Read as written:

Thanku.

Bihar Istate Goverment
Driving License Sekshon
Traaphic Dipartment
Indian road rules broadly operate within the domain of karma where you do your best and leave the results to your insurance company.


The hints are as follows:


Do we drive on the left or right of the road ? The answer is "both". Basically you start on the left of the road, unless it is occupied. In that case, go to the right, unless that is also occupied. Then proceed by occupying the next available gap, as in chess, or rather say you’re in a Racing Circuit & you be the Michael Schumacher, err, we’re talkin bout’ india, so, Narain Karthikeyan would be a better tag, LOL !
You gotta win. Doesn’t matter how many people gon’ abuse you for not pulling breaks at Zebra crossing, for overtaking them, escape small accidents everyday, on each and every lane. Policemen chasing you with a long fiber stick, and then *Bham bham* he beats your arse off, or Or it might end up kissing your back, badly, a bad love bite or beat? Whatever, it’s sad only.
*Shaan ka sawaal hain bhai, maar khao lekin pakde na jaao* =D
LOL ! Anyway, here’re some tips.
1. Just trust your instincts, ascertain the direction, and proceed. Adherence to road rules leads to much misery and occasional fatality.
2. Most drivers don't drive, but just aim their vehicles in the intended direction. Don't you get discouraged or underestimate yourself. Except for a belief in reincarnation, the other drivers are not in any better position.
3. Don't stop at pedestrian crossings just because some fool wants to cross the road. You may do so only if you enjoy being bumped in the back. Pedestrians have been strictly instructed to cross only when traffic is moving slowly or has come to a dead stop because some minister is in town. Still some idiot may try to wade across, but then, let us not talk ill of the dead.
4. Blowing your horn is not a sign of protest as in some countries. We horn to express joy, resentment, frustration, romance and bare lust (two brisk blasts) or just to mobilize a dozing cow in the middle of the bazaar.
5. Keep informative books in the glove compartment. You may read them during traffic jams, while awaiting the chief minister's motorcade, or waiting for the rain waters to recede when over-ground traffic meets underground drainage.
6. Night driving on Indian roads can be an exhilarating experience (for those with the mental makeup of Genghis Khan). In a way, it is like playing Russian roulette, because you do not know who amongst the drivers is loaded. What looks like premature dawn on the horizon turns out to be a truck attempting a speed record. On encountering it, just pull partly into the field adjoining the road until the phenomenon passes.
Our roads do not have shoulders, but occasional boulders. Do not blink your lights expecting reciprocation. The only dim thing in the truck is the driver and the peg of illicit arrack he has had at the last stop at a local dhaba & the fun he had with some “Gaon ki chori” not-so-hot desi girl, his total cerebral functions add up to little more than a naught.
Truck drivers are the James Bonds of India and are “licensed to kill”.Often you may encounter a single powerful beam of light about six feet above the ground. This is not a super motorbike, but a truck approaching you with a single light on, usually the left one. It could be the right one, but never get too close to investigate. You may prove your point posthumously. Of course, all this occurs at night, on the trunk roads.


During the daytime, trucks are more visible, except that the drivers will never show any signal. (And you must watch for the absent signals, they are a greater threat.) Only, you will often observe that the cleaner that sits next to the driver will project his hand and wave hysterically. This is definitely not to be construed as a signal for a left turn. The waving is just an expression of physical relief on a hot day.


Occasionally you might see what looks like an UFO with blinking colored lights and weird sounds emanating from within. This is an illuminated bus, full of happy pilgrims singing bhajan keertans. These pilgrim buses go at breakneck speed, seeking contact with the Almighty, often meeting with success. ROFL !


Unique add on to our Indian Traffic xD
Auto Rickshaw (Baby Taxi)
The result of a collision between a rickshaw and an automobile, this three-wheeled vehicle works on an external combustion engine that runs on a mixture of kerosene oil and creosote. This triangular vehicle carries iron rods, gas cylinders or passengers three times its weight and dimension, at an unspecified fare.


After careful geometric calculations, children are folded and packed into these auto rickshaws until some children in the periphery are not in contact with the vehicle at all. Then their school bags are pushed into the microscopic gaps all round so those minor collisions with other vehicles on the road cause no permanent damage. Of course, the peripheral children are charged half the fare and also learn Newton's laws of motion en route to school. Auto-rickshaw drivers follow the road rules depicted in the film Ben Hur and are licensed to irritate.


Mopeds


The moped looks like an oil tin on wheels and makes noise like an electric shaver. It runs 30 miles on a teaspoon of petrol and travels at break-bottom speed. As the sides of the road are too rough for a ride, the moped drivers tend to drive in the middle of the road; they would rather drive under heavier vehicles instead of around them and are often "mopped" off the tarmac.




Leaning Tower of Passes


Most bus passengers are given free passes and during rush hours, there is absolute mayhem (hell). There are passengers hanging off other passengers, who in turn hang off the railings and the overloaded bus leans dangerously, defying laws of gravity but obeying laws of surface tension. As drivers get paid for overload (so many Rupees per kg of passenger), no questions are ever asked. Steer clear of these buses by a width of three passengers.


One-Way Street


these boards are put up by traffic people to add jest in their otherwise drab lives. Don't stick to the literal meaning and proceed in one direction. In metaphysical terms, it means that you cannot proceed in two directions at once. So drive as you like, in reverse throughout, if you are the fussy type.


Lest I sound hypercritical, I must add a positive point also.


Rash and fast driving in residential areas has been prevented by providing a "speed breaker"; two for each house. This mound, incidentally, covers the water and drainage pipes for that residence and is left un-tarred for easy identification by the corporation authorities, should they want to recover the pipe for year-end accounting.


If, after all this, you still want to drive in India, have your lessons between 8 pm and 11 am - when the police have gone home. The citizen is then free to enjoy the 'FREEDOM OF SPEED' enshrined in our constitution.


Having said all this, did I say that the accident rate and related deaths are less in India compared to US or other countries ?


Ironic, but true.


- Maahi :)*

I'll Rise.

I've been beaten down, and thrown around.
Literally and mentally.
BUT...
Still I rise.


I've been torn from the inside out,
leaving me with little to no hope or feelings or worthiness.
Yet, I still rise.


I've been told my wishes will never come true.
I've been told that I cannot be a "Veteran"
I can only be a "Looser"
And thats what hurts the most.
How the heck am i supposed to deal with this pain ?
Everything i do, goes in vain.


But guess what?
I still rise.


I've rosen from my lowest point,
in my darkest hours to the sunshine and the butterflies.


Cause no matter what happens,
I WILL ALWAYS RISE. \m/


- Maahi :)*

LIE !

Well, unfortunately, 
Sometimes the truth makes everything else seem like a lie. 


One Lie & everything's gone,
Like forever & leaves you down.
in your face questions galore.


"If a broken heart Needs a mend, I'll be right there To the end"
That's what you said.
But now, you broke me,
how am i supposed to deal with it ? 


I've been beaten down, & thrown around.
Literally & mentally.


BUT...Still I rise.


- Maahi :)*

Add life to days, not days to life :)*

Expectations  :

Often it is expectations of someone and how that someone lives up to it that you form an image about him. A lazy person, irresponsible perhaps. Expectations, it is something that many fail to understand. It can be used to help you, while it may be detrimental to someone.

I know I've not lived up to expectations, but nor will I admit it to you cause I still my dignity. Pride you may call it, but I choose to decide what it is. May a times, I know I failed, rather obvious as you expect a lot more out of me, and I seemingly fail to live up to those expectations. I seem to be teetering on the edge, just barely making it. Yet, of 'those expectations' I mentioned above, entangled among them, is my own expectation, of myself and how people should view me as. I may not apologize for the mess I have created, nor will I try to live up to your expectations, however I will not let it bog me down and I, to the best of my very limited ability, try and help out anyway I can.

when i was a kid i loved swimming so one afternoon i was in the mood for fun, so i bounced to my uncles’s room (I was at his place for the vacation) eager to jump on him and ask him to take me just a few blocks down to the swimming complex and swim with me. But, when i opened the door he was fast asleep.  Being young i didn’t know much about being irritating so i happily shook him awake and went 'LETS GO SWIMMING'.  Obviously he wasn’t in the mood and in fact i went out the room almost in tears.

So,  i lay on my bed hating everything hating the fact that something so simple like bringing me just a few blocks away could be so hard to do. Then after awhile my uncle came in knelt beside my bed and told me 'get ready, let’s go swimming with a smile'. Of course,  i was super confused so i asked him, while walking,

 why the sudden change, i thought he didn’t want to go?

and his reply ill always remember.

“if you want to do something, you don’t do it reluctantly, you don’t drag your feet there. if you're gonna do it, do it happily”

Things are difficult most of the times, and we don’t face one difficulty at a time because it doesn’t rain it pours like hell. But when you think that all is lost and you can’t find your way back, cry out the darkness and let the light shine in because even though life sucks (take drugs) we're gonna go through it. Although suicide's easy as 1 2 3 there're too many consequences to bother our already bothered souls with that it becomes a 'so near yet so far' thing.

So since life's kind of compulsory now, let’s find joy, let’s make joy. Let’s not care about too many of the downsides because it doesn’t do us any good. Let’s push it away, no one said ignoring something that isn’t even supposed to be there was bad. There’re happier things to focus and revolve our life around. Days are gonna be tough, seems like we're having a tougher time than others did and it makes us feel lousy, ok it makes ‘Me’ feel lousy. Super lousy,  i always think 'is everyone feeling the same way or is it just me?'. i mean pain is relative, i could say I’m fainting but if another person was in my shoes that person would be like ‘oh, tremors’ but i don’t care, caus’ ill never find out.

if you feel like doing something go do it. if you don’t feel like it and you strongly believe you don’t want to then don’t do it. Because that's what’s gonna make you happier.

It’s your life, live it the way you want to. it’s your memories you're gonna be looking at ten years down the road, so choose to make those memories yourself babes.

On Monday i spent two hours in bed, tired from not being awake yet and stressed from the thought of going to college. And i was late. So, every minute spent tossing on my bed, plagued with the dilemma of whether or not to go to college was another minute late, which made me not want to go to college even more.

So i decided, eventually, *  I’m not going. I’m not gonna be happy even if i went anyway.*

then i woke up, and stressed myself for another hour about whether or not to go for labs, in the end i walked toward my friend’s place with a bloody frown because even as i walked, every step i took was a step further from home and nearer to college (which isn’t very near, have to wait for my friend to pick me up ) and i just hated the idea of going for lab when i didn’t want to, when i felt obligated to.

In the end i reached college, sat at the library, had a light conversation with some jerks (which cleared my brain for some reason (i think it was caus’ it was so pure and brainless, lol!)) and i felt better. Then the girls came and lab was about to start. Managed to cope-up with what they were doing (It was really really boring, though) and in the end i just ran, caus’ i knew if i didn’t, I’d keep thinking about whether i should’ve or not. & some other thoughts ringing my mind  “Dammit! Why the hell did I come to college, when I actually didn’t want to. Effin, why did I get into Engineering”

So, after that very mentally draining day i realized how damn true 'cross the bridge when it comes' really is. Why bother ourselves with what we think is going to come when we have absolutely no control over it? why not think about what we can do now, how to tackle the problems we have now, and be happy NOW, instead of trying to be happy in future?

So, add life to days, not days to life :)*

I realized i have a habit of throwing my life away, even if its for five minutes. i sit down and forget about everything and think about Only what i want to think about.  Sometimes i believe in the things i say, but sometimes i doubt if im making enough sense.

A friend told me bout a book, so mind-boggling.

It’s about this girl who's perfectly fine, from her point of view. Driven, social and everything. until she goes to a mental institute and mingles with the people. only then she finds out something about the people there, from their point of view, that they are not mental, that they think it is the 'normal' people that need help, not them.

No wonder I’ve always wondered how mental people feel/ think. if i could be one person for a day i'd be mental.

These kind of books should be burnt caus’ it messes up your view of the world.

I think the only reason why i'll be mental is caus of my friend, LOL !

We like to think about things like 'there are many things going on in the world in one second.' this guy's buying fruits, this girl's crying another's on the edge of divorce, another getting married. THAT’S HOW DISGUSTING IT IS.

But we dont have to care.

You can choose to believe anything you want to. you can believe someone who said something bad and be unhappy, or you could believe someone who said something good and be happy. Think about it.

And If you asked me what I came into this world to do, I will tell you: I came to ‘LOL’ xD

-Live Out Loud-

I’m really blabbering now, all i hope is that i make sense.

Will continue again if possible.

-Maahi :)*

Me! The big freak.

How do you feel, when your love appeal & say we never loved, we actually were in a deal ?
Then how do you feel, when your wounds kept unhealed, you go on, on your kneel, eyes are closed,reality exposed
& you see what was supposed, she never loved you, she says it was imposed.

Gone are the prayers you break down in tears, you lost treasury shares.
The world seems dead, you literally loved, you were not the man of affairs,
yo ain't gonna live anymore. Now, life is a whore which can be bought anytime as it's put in a store.
You smoke weed, drink more, remembering the game, she played, lying on the floor.
Your head is in mess, unable to express!
Was your love in excess ?
Damn, who says god bless ?

You need to stand, you get it.
Your life in your hands, you get it.
Everything was planned, you get it.


Blessing were meant for you, everyone seems strange and you're lonely and blue.
Life's so worse, when you're living with a curse, you ain't human being jerk, don't even think of reimburse.
Why you feel so shy ? cry, if you wanna cry.
Why you wanna confess ? why your head in a mess ? unable to express,
whom you wanna confess to ?
do you still believe in god ?
Damn who says god bless.
The lesson is learnt, emotion is burnt, feelings are dying, don't waste life crying.
Nobody to hold you, life's a truth blunt...

You need to stand, you get it.
Your life in your hands, you get it.
Everything was planned, you get it.

Now, live your life the way you want, dare if you get scared you made to haunt,
What is in you, you yourself need to seek, kill the brain, let the mourn drain.
You need to climb the peak.
You have to let yourself speak,
you're the geek, that is your streak.
You're the freak, you're unique.


This what the inner me says to....
Me! The big freak.


-Maahi :)*

Lucifier rises.

As i move, the myriad follows,
beatitude from shell, deep inside,
the night darkness settle down,
pen in hand,a scrambled paper,
silence runs hard, barks out,
loneliness or strangeness through creeps,
majestic moment the angels see,
hurt due to opprobrium nature,
not a maverick neither a prodigy,
just written when wind whistles,
on a cold November night inside quilt,
here now, it's my blog.
more talent, more disguises,
the barrier of thoughts break
& lucifier rises.


-Maahi :)*