Ruminations of the Bizzare Mind

Of classes that don't make sense, Of teachers who are impossible to comprehend, Of assignments that never end, I question thy utility.... Coz to me it's an exercise in futility!! Of lectures that drag on, Of gibberish that's blabbered on, Of reasons for studying night and dawn, I question thy utility.... Coz to me it's an exercise in futility!! Of the pressure to conform to norms, Of reigning your spirit and being a pawn, Of feigning interest when your mind is worn, I question thy utility.... Coz to me it's an exercise in futility!! Of being diplomatic and not speaking your mind, Of feeling others are ahead and you far behind, Of aping your peers who seem alien, I question thy utility.... Coz to me it's an exercise in futility!! Such is the subtlety of this futility, That all acts in its fold seem a priority, Life seems a farce in retrospect, I wish while I had the time... I could just sit back and introspect!!! Somewhere in Nov 08 Occasion - I was quite irritat...

He comes & dumps But strangely never uses the flushing pumps!! He might strike day or night... So beware my friends or U might catch a fright!! Since memory fails the Mystery Crapper... This is just a last reminder... DUDE even if u r in a MAD RUSH Don’t ever forget to FLUSH!! If thou not heed to this advice Soon we will install LOO SPIES!! And when the mystery is revealed God Help u friend for your ass will be sealed!! 19.11.08 Occasion - Fed up with the mystery crapster in the hostel...I vent my anger and gave a warning through this poem. Surprisingly the droppings (read crap) reduced for a while!!! :P

The mind soars, Through the uncluttered blue sky Fathoming the world above! The shimmer of the golden sun, The lazy rumble of the clouds nebulous! The seven colours in the sparkling rain! Ah! The scenic delight! The exhilaration! The shining stars beckon, The night itself becomes the veiled beauty And the white moon - the night guide!!! Vast expanse of the universe seems daunting And its beauty charms the senses! The temptation surges from within It’s the desire to break the shackles of gravity The desire to be airborne The desire to be suspended mid air The desire to move at the speed of thought I wish I was a bird….. I just wish I could fly! 25.5.08 Occasion – Something personal!!

The question baffles, Its entirety overwhelms! It’s my existence that prompts the question… Who am I? The purpose of life… At times it’s reaching the pinnacle of materialism, At times it’s a higher calling… seeking the ‘real self’, At times it’s just blank! Thoughts just lie suspended in mid air… Who am I? Am I the summation… Of the events gone by? Or am I the going to be the culmination Of the events to come? Who am I? Torn between the past and the future, I find something amiss! It’s the vital linking factor That holds the key to my existence…. Who am I? Suddenly a fitting answer, To life’s mystery floats by… It’s essence being it’s simplicity “I am this moment……” Nothing more nothing less! I feel liberated, From the past and the future, For it’s the present that defines me, “I am just this moment!” 27.3.08 Occasion - The train journey from Mumbai to Dhanbad. It was a 36 hour long journey! This Poem though is inspired from the movie “The Peaceful Warrior”

Emerging from within… I get liberated… In the process liberating others From what I don’t know!! Who am I? I am the lifeline, I am the devil, For those beyond my grasp, I am the ‘Passive Evil’!! Who am I? I sympathize with the defeated, I intoxicate the victorious, I give company even in solitude, I am relentless!! Who am I? I represent a moral dilemma, I represent an independent choice, To be or not to be is the question, What says your inner voice? Who am I? I was never ever fashionable, Nor was I ever more chic!! Sometimes I am nebulous and esoteric, At times I am clear and simple!! Who am I? I am the companion, I am the servant, I AM THE MASTER!! I don various hats!!! Who am I? I am the rebel without a cause, I am the dominating vice, The virtuous tag shies from me, I pray I don’t know why!!! I am thy very humble… PUFF OF SMOKE!!! 11.1.2008 Occasion – This poem is a result of my observation of people, whom I have known from very close quarters and who have been indulging in smoking...

Some strands of life lie scattered, Others….. perhaps woven into unity Confusion, despair, hope, unbounded joy Wherever, whatever….. As always the friend stands by The crossroads of events…. The conundrum called life, The mind seeks solace, Drops of solace perhaps….. As always the friend stands by The cup of laughter spills over, Backslaps… hugs A tinge of love thrown in! Wavelengths tuned to perfection Say Amen As the friend stands by!!! Buttressed stands the bond of emotions, “Trust” being the core Finding “the friend who stands by” Is perhaps a matter of folklore!! Rather Destiny… I’d say Crisscrossing our paths, Such people seldom go by, Be sure to hold them near your bosom, For rare are “the friends who stand by!!” Somewhere in May 2007 Occasion – The poem is inspired from my hostel yearbook!

It suddenly dawns….. The (un)Holy Trinity meanders towards an end … End??!! Of what, you had say … End of Daredevilry, End of “I care for you…” End of Vivacity!!! End of…… Well the end is subjective, to each, his own … To each, his own!! ….The journey is more important than the end…. The journey which each of us undertook, To each, his own (It’s the common Refrain!!!) But somewhere in between “We” collided! Sometimes it takes a crash to bring us back to reality! Our paths intermingled… Some ran entwined… Some ran over each other… Others diverted at Crossroads.. Rest met a dead end!!! End??!! I question thy existence. For within you lies the beginning!! The beginning is… To test the dark waters of life! To test the resolve of emotions…Of feelings The onset of the quest to achieve the chimerical!! To each his own I had said… Now each is on his own!! Life’s not yet over my friends, Rather it’s just begun… (A clichéd note, I agree!) Its myriad hues unfolding slowly… Slowly revealing “Life ...