Gag bag

Another one, from the 8th standard if I recall correctly...

Hi awadte maj manaapasuni shala,

lavite lala hi jasa mauli baala,

hasarya fulancha bag jasa anandi,

hi tashich shala mule ithe swachandi

hasuni hasavuni kheluni sanguni goshti

amhaas amuche guruji shikshan deti

he prem karaya kiti bhvati bhau

hatat ghalauni haat tayanchya raahu

yethech bandhu premache ghyaa dhade

mag desh karya karnyala vha khade

pasarava naav shaleche chahukade

mag lok bolatil dhanya dhanya ti shala

ji deshasathi tayaar karate baala

-P K Atre

Wires just everywhere,
from headphones to cables,
from power chargers to laptops,
from mobiles to coffee tables.

They are just everywhere,
right and left, up and down.
They like to get involved,
even on separating, they retangle, on their own.

They are short, they are long,
some looped, knotted, wedged.
Some just hanging by a thread.
Some insulated, others just frayed.

Aluminium, Copper, Silver, hair,
no matter what I use to make them,
never are they satisfied alone,
and are hence seen together, as a twisted pair.

I am sure there’s some mystery behind them,
or atleast a wicked plot if you call it,
why else am I given one free,
with every purchase of an appliance kit?

They have got too much power, too much control
Mocking the deepest dreams of every man, every noteworthy Sire,
Why, they even broke into our privacy,
camouflaged as an underwire.

I just want to get done with these freaks,
before they make my life a mess.
Precautions they say, are better than cures,
and hence, I am going wireless.

for the non-nastaliqs.. :)

aapki khidmat ke liye taabad rukne ki kasam khai hamne,
dhoke baaz tha khuda, jisne waqt ko hi ruka diya


khidmat - to serve
taabad - end of time

Just wanted to try this out..!!

I have the counter on my blog. I want to see how much the word 'sex' works with respect to the blog hits my blog earns.
Right now, its 3503...

That means, that my average hits per week must be something in 5-10. Lets see how much this generates! :)

I will put up the updated statistics soon :)

Thanks a lot... Sorry for the disappointment..! :P

Yaah! I have heard of you,
Well who hasn’t, actually.
You are the one who just presented the paper on parallel lines,
Ushered in a new era in mathematics, says Geometry.

Your name keeps coming up, just about everywhere I see,
The television, the internet, YouTube, the torrents.
Your photos are in the newspaper (they cut short the sports section! x-( )
It’s like you have trapped the world in your enchantments.

Frankly speaking,
I just don’t care.
Do you really believe that I am jealous?
Are you really that unaware?

From where I look,
You and me, we aren’t that different, you see
after all, you are no superhuman,
you still got to pee.

The coming generations of students will say it all,
while trying to decipher your geometrical game.
Remember how you had cursed Newton,
When Physics had blasted you into the hall of shame?

I can live without your theorem,
So can the people around me, quite easily.
You know, I wouldn’t even mind much,
If it weren’t for that crazy attitude, you silly.

It’s like you have moved to a new world,
you have given us all a sack.
For a man of such stature and wit,
Your memory is certainly a drawback.

Today, it’s your day. Enjoy and bask in the glory,
But pride hath a fall, and I am not being just folklory.
Soon the media will find something new,
and they will turn their back on you.

Alone lost, I can see you just as if it were yesterday,
But it’s a pity you didn’t learn from your earlier crime.
But my dear child, I will be here with open arms,
Just like the last time.

Love,
Dad

Just like a child, who trust his father dear
And who delight, to feel his presence near
Just like a child, whose mind has not a doubt
And whose heart is never proud.

Hear I come, o lord
Hear I come just like a child
Hear I come, o lord
Hear I come just like a child

Just like a child, so weak he cannot stand
But who holds firm and tight his mother's hand
Just like a child, who sings in bright daylight
Fearing not the long dark night.

Just like a child that guilty deeds oppress
With mind and heart in trouble and distress
who throws himself into his mother's arms
Sure she'll free him from his qualms.