Sunday, December 26, 2010
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
I threw them to the sea
In a hidden desire to have them back
I turned around to see
Those eyes again, gleaming with agony
And passive to the inherent spree.
I didn't fall back and caressed those gaze
I stared at the dilated pupil
Manipulated the vengeance and love in them
And returned my gaze at an irresistible will.
See I've turned logical now,
So I am what I should have been
What can be the de facto rockstar?
Aren't you supposed to be keen??
Monday, December 6, 2010
Coincidentally I came across the word stoicism, it says ability to endure pain and hardships without any complain. One of my friend arka has succeeded in being such, I wish to be the same. That's what the creative people should be. Pain is just the experience in assimilating the mortal self with the unconscious and in doing so, we are going against Newtonian Forces. So running one mile a day causes pain in the thigh, but enduring it leaves us with a fruitful day.
Daydreaming is bad as I've been told, so I call off Aristotle and Socrates and Plato and Copernicus and Hippocrates in me.Their job is over.I call my mortal self again, back in me.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Leaving a sullen face of vengeance
Despite the willingness to unite
The hand grenade gets its freelance.
The heart still beats
With a fear of being stabbed
And people still exist
Paying tax to the vindictive lord.
Faith still crave
For the dream like state
But what we get
Is just a moral obstinate.
The decisions are made
You are to die
But how you live defines
What you leave for others to ply.
How the mortal existence
Gets a little high
Maybe with or without
The bulge of the blue sky.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
I have given you nothing such special
Please pardon me for my not being
A gentleman to you and you only.
I could be someone special,if I could
I would have comforted you to my best
I could have shown you what I think of you
But hope I could have known it how.
There is nothing left to deny that
You have forgotten me
And me too is likely to burn you out
Through the last smoke,from the heart.
I'm sorry I couldn't be the bird of your eyes
I became the possession of the wild
How can I opt for your cage my love?
I'm not the bird of your might.
I could become your soul-mate
Who carries the sentiments straight from your head
Who promises to remain by your side forever
And serve you like a true servant.
I apologize for not being your man
But don't you dream of having this true
I've known what love is to you
And believe me,I don't love you.
Friday, August 13, 2010
Helping yourself all over from the start
Your eyes pitch black bordered
You look like one of the living dead
Wasting and waiting for years in silent rage
"You are so changed
You are so changed".
Who knows what dream you have in your mind?
What are you going to do with your might,
What surprise is waiting for us
That some stupid girl will turn down the glass
And wine will not be there sparkling her skies
She will be the under the thousand stars
Showing her witchcraft,juggling her kohl-lined eyes.
Just waiting to witness
The unseen coincidence
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Magnetic love and
Before any complication arises between the readers I would like to clear them all what are the different types of loves that psychiatrists define
We come to Agape first. Agape is the love for an object for a person for an animal or anything that exists in this world. This is sometimes called Christian Love, but being impartial I know this fact every religion teaches us to have Agape for the world. Now compare it with gravitation. What theory says is that gravitation is the attractive force that exists between two bodies having certain mass kept at a certain distance. It is dependent upon the magnitude of the mass and the gravitational field strength of the masses along a straight line.
Next we come to Storge, it is the love that exists in the form of affection. The love of parents, classmates and persons married for 10 years! This can be called friendship, kinship, affection or just emotional support with negligible erotic passions. It is a combined effect of gravitation and magnetism.
Eros gives a different concept of love. It is sometimes called Hollywood love. The amount of passion and ecstasy that is associated with it gives this name. Eros can be compared with magnetic attraction that exists between two magnets. Eros can be sometimes repulsive and non-responsive. It is a fact that romance is short lived. Magnets have two poles North and South, so as Eros love can be very enjoyable and entertaining at times, people in Eros love feels themselves attracted to the loved ones, but this can happen that similar poles are faced to two persons and then the egocentric clash and feeling of getting repelled by the onetime romantic partners can be experienced. That is why many love birds are ultimately broken apart and never got united due to their egocentric barriers, but as the law says if the poles are faced in opposite direction only then attraction is possible. That is why scientist says to the broken hearts “change your poles [attitudes]”.
Examples of Mania love can be obtained in the film “Taxi Driver”. It is a strongly passionate and erotic love that is sometimes like a roller coaster ride with emotions. Mania love is sometimes dangerous because of strong emotional impulse that drives a person crazy. Mania can be accounted for a magnetic substance being consistently attracted to a magnet, the former being the victim of the magnetic force. Film actors, cricket players, sometimes beautiful women create this magnetic field of attraction [mania] that their fans suffer from.
Ludus love is game playing love. It is a game of pursuits and conquests. It is accompanied by lack of any commitment rather it is mostly physical attraction oriented. It can be compared to electromagnetic force. This force is dependent upon the combined magnitude of charge and the magnetic field strength of the two matters involved. It can be attractive or repulsive in nature, so as Ludus love can be attractive or repulsive depending upon the external attractiveness and personal achievements of the individuals involved.
Next come to Pragma, it is the rational love that is entirely dependent upon materialistic gains, means a person is attracted to another person preferably due to his or her fame, degree, money, family background and other practical achievements. Example: The film “Pretty Woman”. This is more rational love than emotional love and it is the kind of love we feel for the politicians [no pun intended], rockstars, filmstars, cricket players etc etc. This is purely static electricity, Coulomb’s Law define them. The electrostatic attraction is always dependent on the charge content of the materials involved and it can be severely repulsive if the charge type is similar, that is why two filmstars can never remain happily together for long. A slight difference in mentality is preferable in Pragma love.
We make a comparative study of the love types in a linear scale that is defined with magnitudes of forces
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Story of ordinary boy with a weak physique compelling him to indulge in lucid dreams.He kept on dreaming and hoping that oneday he will be introduced to his fate,his love.Searches desperately for his love,and fails all the time.His despair is aggravated,he falls into temptations.He intends to love someone and puts himself into a mind of getting her love.But her love was not for him,for someone else maybe.But when wishes turns into despair then obsessions takes place of love.So a maniac lover is born who knows his fate was going to be changed,still desperately trying to be the bird of someones' eyes which had some other dreams.God grace he met someone very like him,having passions as same as his.And see how he blushes and smiles at his friends' mocks.He is attracted to her and she too,he talks with her and she too,he listens to her and she too.They fell in love,their body shivered with lust and pain,mind enticed with love and limerence and they found their lost loves in themselves.The dream continued some seven days and then someday the boy got frightened with himself,he got frightened to dream because he knew he was incapable of turning dreams into reality.He was impractical,a dreamer,a weak person having no fixed goals,no persevearance,no commitments to life,and he restricted his dreams.His love was suppressed she didn't even got a single bit of hint of what had happened,she just intended to make him happy,to talk with him.But no nothing happened,just another failure for the girl and the boy.And this time the boy chose to fail.She didn't lose her hope.Waited for the happy days,dreamt of the good days that were not going to come.Still asking what had happened to you,why are you so sad?Have I done anything?Why are you so down? The chapter ended there commencing the eternal journey of life of the two restless souls.They might not meet each other like before,they might forget the cause of their limerences,the only satisfaction is that they are heading towards the same destiny,towards the same freedom they cherish in their dreams.This is the story of the rockstar and the philosopher.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Her hair uncombed and float in air
Her eyes sulky,red with tear
Her lips concealing her inmost desire
Her feelings subsided in the desert of solitude.
She is a rockstar now called for the show
She has to make her happy and let it go
She has to show what is to be seen
She hides her tears with vanishing cream but
She can't close her eyes to hide that desert,the desert of solitude.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
I am trying hard to be patient
Getting addicted to stay in solitude
And never again bring you in my head.
Putting the child in me to sleep
Making every move after manipulation
Taking time as the only truth
And never again falling into false emotion.
No kind of impatience is visible outside
Just another workaholic
Nothing bare left to be seen wounded
No observations of being psychic.
Friday, April 30, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
Eyes thirsty,needs some glance of your eye
Just then the rickshaw paved its way
My senses trembled with a blissful sway
Felt the urge to follow your lips;I turned to you.
Yes my wish was granted,it was you
Your lips,I could see now,your eyes too
Intending the unspoken desire to touch you
I forced myself to speak
The tar soaked on your injured legs
Was just a cause of the coincidence
Hope you get well soon and
pay them back in their coins
How will this happen again ,dear?
That I'll get my sunshine in those eyes?
That I'll be talking to you some sense
That I'll hold your hand after several tries
Leave it on the coincidence,rockstar
We'll meet again.
Friday, February 26, 2010
I got out for a walk in your place
I was in need of a coincidence
I wanted to see you.
Gliding through the traffic I took a test of my luck
Eventual misfortune just held you back
No coincidence was waiting for me
I didn't waste time in this love frenzy
Took courage to enter your apartment
Determined to see your nameplate
The watchman intervened,eyes in challenge
Had to retreat from this eccentric rage
Some years later or past
A boy came running to hold your grasp
To find his sunshine in your eyes
And psychedelic orgasm in your lips
Was it you smiling in the shower?
Drenched in the pour of the first summer?
Was it you rockstar?
College life started with a gush of new emotions,new books and most important of all new friends.Some were easy some were hard, some were sporting some were nerd.With the gift of the Gab I could sense them and tried to befriend them all. Here were some kind of funny girl who came to be my friend, I thought her to be somewhat interesting. In course of time I could realize she was the only girl trying to make random friends like me.Still this ‘cheshta’ is more sincere than anyone could expect.This became an advantage to us, born miscreants of the class .Involving her name in romance with almost all the boys and later girls we tried hard to embarrass her .God knows why she does not get angry but whew we go at least someone cool to bully .Spending one and a half years with her was nothing special though she remained the coolest and most sporting girl of the section. Unfortunately she got no support from the ladies compartment .All of the rest found her straight forward ,rough and nonchalant-not satisfying the criteria of being a girl .She had no commitments at all ,she doesn’t look so great ,only the thing she posses is a great heart that is irrespective of all formalities and complications of city life. We thought it might be due to where she came from ,shantiniketan. Nevertheless she mixed with everyone with the same spirit. She came out to be supporting too ,anyone got a heartbreak go and have a talk to her ,share your grief without hesitation ;if you need someone to share the joy of falling in love with someone she is there for you ;need to approach the class teacher for a holiday or be it the lab manuals to be photocopied soon- all credits to one girl .Today we were having some intellectual discussions and the topic was photography .She again started to comment on that and we again felt the urge to pull her leg .She spoke of her father who had some kind of studio which is still her place of astonishment and nostalgia ;Some of us had to ask why nostalgia and she detonated the bomb ,she lost her father at the age of five .She didn’t want to tell us because she found it indifferent to be a friend out of sympathy .A long pause continued until she spoke “Its okay ,don’t be so sorry.”
I still couldn’t comprehend why is she so different but came to another realization that love comes to us only when we are at loss of it . Proud to be your friend my dear alien.
Friday, January 1, 2010
I wish I could have been your friend as before,now that we are no more friends.Its neither ur nor my reason that caused this,its the way we think and we believe that defines ourselves maybe your beliefs and mine had changed as we see life in different perspectives.....
don't be sad dear it was not your fault that you misunderstood me rather it was our beliefs that be-fooled us.
I hoped for a proper friendship having all the blends of life making us feel enchanted,up headed with pride of being friends,unfortunate enough this hope got drowned in the cloud of arrogance as many others were
this is me,an unmindful boy.Being in two minds its hard for me to stay where I have to be.I have my own world with a substantial coexistence in my mind,redefining every aspect in my own words for this undiscovered world.Might be some frenzy to keep this things but they give me a lot of pleasure to move on.These are my progeny,my own world.Wikipedia called it limerence and medical science defines it as a cognitive repetitive syndrome and I call it my reason to stay as I am.