violence

Knighted nights of kingdom
seldom let you practise
the perforated realm of personified perfection..
As dark seeps in...,
and de-blooded veins
lie lifeless....,
there comes a moment of preachy destruction.!
..Glittering skin hides a monograph on violent benevolence..!!
But you, my angel...
you see through....at these hours,
The sinful benediction is lingering in lethargic lounges of my sedimented soul....

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feeling terribly empty !

london ...

now looking out side the window at 3 am
i can not see London,
the great walls crept back into colonial crusades..
and impotent bridges penetrating vaginal instincts of Thames...
the bastsrd boxes of modernism are shimmering high above the victorian secrets..
and underground movements aspire to surface over the kingdom of dark
where once " Sun never used to set"...
Dear eli,
where do we meet tomorrow ?
are u striping your soul to your 'colonial' servant (once upon a time)
who wrapped the bukingham
into cold sheets of steel....
or are you still dreaming; the trafalgar towers
rising high about capitalistic canary...
look through London's eye..my dear...
i think it's time to be happy..
and it's time to cheer...

rubix cube

we try to slove rubix cube..
we manipulate faces..
we align colours..
we turn a beautiful object into a bore
better one does /faster one does it..
greater player he is......
Isn't it the fantastic way of passing time..?

distance...

The dreadful distance ,
once abandoned me....!
Waves are splashing the submerged shores that lie with slippery greens..
and life percolates inwards..drop by drop...
creating a fissure...within
ship floating nowhere, studies ocean currents..
Not that it does not know,it's own existence is at the mercy of them...
shores are unaware of currents...
they relate to billions of twinkles..
that dissolves into the drop...a drop that,
i freed from my montaged mask..,
and the distance between me and my merciful reality...
again abandoned me...,
to the rhythmatic realms of lingering loneliness.. !
Oh beloved…,
Look at me once…!
Let the montages melt down with deathful moans
and the bleeding heart within the sarcophagus of my soul
blossom with thousands of tender tulips...!
Be the distance between the playful petals...
surrender to a dazzling dew drops..
that brightens the meandering memory lanes of dreamy domain..!
Oh my angel…
I am counting on an ancient abacus..
and I feel u nearer by each passing worldly bead..
that crosses the distance..
from you to me...

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mirage

I am afraid to see..the mirage...
who knows...
it might turn reality someday.....
and I will keep wandering in the dimension
where I will neither belong to sacred angels...
nor will my disgust embrace me......
silky routes to divinity..
building notions of temporality..
...my anguish...
water ..my life...poisoned with mirrors...
and I am again somewhere in-between..
where mirrors lie
and water helps you die...


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wonderful moment...in total control...

I am standing in the room of painted canvases.....
a lyrical pulley over my head...
a rope around my eager neck....
ending in my worshiping palms....
I try to pull myself up...
a breathless moment..
my hands drip down loose...
suddenly my lungs get freshr air...
hands bit stronger...
I again try to pull myself up...
hands again drip down loose...
..wonderful moment...
I am in total control...
Am I not ?


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majority wins...

we try to be successful...
we want appreciation...
we do what majority does..likes...
we get appreciation..
we become(?)successful....
majority wins !!!
and we somehow believe,
"togather we prevail..
in unity we believe..."
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I get hysterical....
still majority wins...


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naked truth....

I realised that delhi girls are not just hot but smart as well.. to my knowledge ,sometimes they talk sense...and when they talk sense...it makes lottttt of sense....

one has to explore newer dimensions of life... ( at night 1 and when u have to face crit tom morning ?)........dare to step out of comfort zone...dream impossible and make it work ( that is exactly what i am doing . trying to finish my work)... (a friend from dehli was pissing me off at night..i was ignoring her as she was helping me to finish my model)..again she said...
......stop looking back and take a first step forward...... (noooooo...babe....Mr.Fournier is just waiting to screw my ass in the crit)
...knock the door ..if it opens..get in..otherwise knock another one..... ( i heard that somewhere. yeh.. Pillai Sir.. yeh.. it's him.. boy.. thats guy has something in him... he's good)
.........alcohol rocks.... (so does alcoholics..)

learn ur theory properly..so u know what not to practice... ( haha i agree with he ron this)
..... but seriously guys.. my 10 min break is over.. and i have to get ready for my crit so
F****t everything I wrote above.....
stop fingering urself.....
there are better ways to be happy !!!

one more doubt

In the midnight, if I lit my room .... am I making the other corner of the world bit brighter than it was before ?

one doubt ?

is, being blessed, a curse ?

wish...

it's been 45 full days and organisation is still a dream...
shadows are getting sharper and cold blood started flowing thru' veins...
Perceptions are haunting and a peep in future makes shadows even more longer....
as my chin-ease roomy said...u indians drink tea coz u don't want to sleep..but u put milk in it..which makes u more sleepy.....i thought of his new year resolution and shut up.(he decided to be more wise !) so i thought he must be true...and isn't he ?
may be around new year in china, ppl become wiser...
Bartlett if fine... so cud have been Harvard..but the then what...? putting commas and revolving around....my friend from mahim says it's ur karma....she is also wise..no.. she is not from china...but somehow she is still wise...and a doer....i hate word play ..she loves it....we debate...an elder friend from belapur(he's a nice guy and loved by all but his love interests) has a different story of architecture...he's passionate...we debate too...a even elder friend from land of dreams....he too is nice and wise..and he,too, loves words ...i still hate them..still we debate sometimes..
this habit of debating is bad..some friends have already disowned me for this... and some get scared of my abstractions...
visibility is poor..and accidents to be avoided...my car...almost empty...but few are still hopeful to see what is there beyond foggy windscreen...i chat with them...
i know always debating is bad..
gosh..this is curse...
getting diverted...
one has to be focused in life...
isn' it?
Focus...!
everybody tells.. !!
everybody yells.... !!!

i found a bug in my program....i traced it...i have to go back to Bartlett..then probably fosters/rogers/hadid or SOM/KPF/ATKINS....or another architect who himself/herself got programmed while writing one...and then i have to become Architect myself..and start writing programs and interm make my own programing more irreversible...and one fine day OS collapses..... (becoz of 'soft'er Gates)
but then there are more architects around...
to fabricate better world...world of illusions..world of fantasies..world of caliberated compassion...
a catalouge of utopias....
a journey towards reflections...
but someone forgot the dictionary on the road...
now no one know what is utopia....
and how to read reflections...
but the journey can not stop... no no..we can't...
neither can it continue... just not possible..
architects of dreamworld are puzzled....the program cannot go wrong.(THATS what i am talking about.. self confidence.. love live architects)..i also think we should move...
where..?
who cares !!!
....architects themself can not defy the program...they have to believe in the program
..completely..!

thats the code....!!
we kept moving ..!!!
we will keep moving..!!!!

now we write more skillfull and complex programs that keep us busy... no time to think...
now most of us forgot about dictionary...don't even remember how it looked...what it had... as if it never existed..
we were content with codes....
everything was going smooth....
i was also good in writing programs...
i am awarded promotion...serinor programmer....
and we ran celebration program...obviously we had to be happy...
and suddenly a virus entered my system....
i remembered one word from that dictionary...
'HUMAN'
now i am back to one of the best repair centres..
trying hard to forget ..and getting reprogrmmed..but harder i try...longer it is taking...
i wish.. i really wish ..i should have not remembered that word !!!
I ALSO WANT TO BECOME A BIG ARCHITECT AND ONE DAY I WILL
i can not let 'HUMAN' destroy my dream..after all it's 'just' a 'word'.. !!!!!