Thursday, April 24, 2008


Blogging has added a lot more to my life than i could ever have imagined
In ways It has shaped what I am today
Freeville has been my very own drama stage, where I have been evrything I could dream of.
I have been a green green grasshopper and a roaring auto..
I have been a naughty cat :meow: and an innocent pair of dance slippers...
I have made hearts go ooooooh with my hot chocolaty oomph
and hopped around as a pair of orange laced shoes..
and what an audience I have had.. people who have accompanied me on every crazy whacky adventure that captured my fancy
I hope you enjoyed the journey as much as i did.
Now its time to take a little break
My laptop went kaput a couple of days back and my college came to an end today (Everybody around me is getting their hair ironed and pealing packs off their faces as i write this.. getting ready for the farewell, three hours from now) I am going home a few days from now (after my final examz) and since there is no net at home(my sister is in class 10 so no net, no loud music, minimum television.. yes yes life as an elder sibling seriopusly sucks!! :sigh: :sigh:) so I am officially closing my blog temporarily for a few months.. I'll definitely miss this space and everyone who visited it
i hope i too shall be missed
but then again... I'll be back soon

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

The last bite..


She heard the loud clanging of the overhead bell, signaling the lunch hour
Why can't we just have lunch in class under the teacher's watchful eye.. she wondered for the umpteenth time.
She tried to trail behind everyone else, avoiding the customary push towards the blue door.
As, she got out of the red and white room and entered the bustling line of tiny class 1 students, she mentally ticked off the places where she could spend the coming hour without being disturbed.

The tree clump at the end of the ground wouldn't do... that's where they had found her the week before and had scared her with stories about old graves and wandering spirits, till she had run crying all the way to the school church, with everyone laughing in her wake.
She hadn't been able to sleep alone since then.

The plane behind the buses would have to go to.. thats' where the bus driver had beaten her up with a stick for spilling rouhafza near the tires.

So would it be the ledge on the back wall, to the forbidden backside of the building today? But what if Sister Sophie catches her.. that would mean 10 whiplashes on her palm and 10 on her knuckles.
But she decided to risk it anyway
She looked all around, making sure she wasn't followed, as she softly slipped behind the tin enclosure, to the back of the high brick wall. She lifted her bag up and then climbed uncertainly onto the ledge.
At last! she felt safe from the savage world on the other side of the flimsy tin door. She was about to open her lunch box, a rare smile touching her ruby lips, her fountain pony bouncing happily as she mentally savored the contents, when she heard the voice. "Hey you! What are you doing up there?" She looked down, terrified, to see Varanpal, the most popular girl in class and her cronies staring up at her, hands on hips. "I.. I justtt.. ", she stammered as she always did in school. The girls go bored with her bumbling speech and instead started talking to each other in hurried whispers, giggling all the while. The happy sound scared her even more.

"Would you be our friend?", the question took her so much by surprise that she asked perplexed, " who?". "yeah yeah", came the unexpected response..
She had never had a friend. No one had ever wanted her for anything other than to make fun of her or to beat her up or to tease her mercilessly.. but friendship.. and being Varanpal's friend would mean no more beatings, no more hating lunch hour, no more tears
"ye...s"she mumbled softly. "Then what are you doing up there? come down to us". She climbed down eagerly and fell clumsily at their feet as her skirt caught on a nail. they laughed their heads off at her, calling her a baffoon. Then Varanpal stopped and looked at her seriously.. "If you want to be our friend, you have to say "I am a fool" thrice and spin around clapping, all the while". she didn't have a choice now did she? She did as she was told as they almost burst out of their tiny bodies laughing.

They took her to the main ground, where everyone sat in circles on grey asphalt,having their food and chatting away, and for now staring at her as she followed, head downcast, in Varan's wake. They made their way to the largest circle, with everyone automatically making way for Varan and her friends.
"From now on, she is my friend", Varan announced to everyone with a wink. Sniggers flew across the circle as she slowly sank to the ground next to Varan. "so where is your lunch?". She looked up confused, at the question from the girl with the bob cut and the red specs, sitting two places from her. "You know.. lunch.. here we all share our lunches by passing them around this circle and since you are new, we are going to start with you today. "
She reluctantly gave her lunch to the girl next to her, who took a huge bite and then passed it on to the next. She watched longingly as everyone devoured her favourite bitter gourd and parantha, which her mother had cooked for her at 5 in the morning. By the time the box made its way back to her, there was only one little bite left.
She picked it up to eat it, when she felt a blow on her back "Get out", and her bite sailed out of her hand and onto the dirty ground. There was another blow and a louder "Get out!!". "But.. bu..t I thought i your friend". That merited a harsh kick from Varanpal and a riot of laughter from everyone. "You!! my friend?? haha.. in your dreams.. i moti!!". There were more kicks, blows and chants of "moti moti". Someone hit her with a bag and she went skidding against the asphalt, staining it with blood, as her nose landed next to her last bite of biter gourd..

The applause brought her out of her reverie.. She realized they had just announced her name.. as the winner of the "School's best orator of the year" award.. She had won it three times in a row..
She got up.. walked up to the stage... head held high... gracious smile back in place.. as she turned towards the mike to address the school... silently putting another bandage on the ever bleeding wounds of the little girl

PS: No, Its not fiction..

Monday, April 14, 2008

Of orange laced shoes

I was a pair of orange laced shoes...
colourful and vibrant
so full of youth
off I go in a careless swagger.. jumping over potholes
slipping and sliding over the road's greying pearls, to touch the peak of a mountain of rubble,
almost toppling off to nothingness.. clawing the trembling sides with my rubbery sole
aaah! and I have made it..
I rest a while.. Swathed in the grey glory of my rumbling kingdom
But I can't stay still now can I?
off I go leaving a furrowed slope in my wake as I breeze off towards a new adventure

What should I do now? hmm... should I go bungee jumping off a window ledge?
or should I go deep water diving in the nearby pond?

hmmm... may be today I'll just go for a walk... discovering new territories to mark as my own.. reveling in the novelty as I savour the touch of each new texture slip under me
A voyage of meaning..

A voyage of discovery..

Uhoh! what's wrong with you dudette? what's with all this philosophizing about life and stuff
just chill and live life as it comes and let it take u places :D
as for now that place would have to be the shoe shop at the end of the street with that sexy pair of red laced shoes.. who just makes my heat go OOH OOH OOH!!! ;) :D

did u hear that.. that thump? yuhoo!!! that's the latest dance no. to hit the stores
so off I go dancing away to glory.. making laces pop and tongues loll with my cool moves and swift turns.. I am loving iiiit :D :D :D

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Dead pain

I feel a gentle thump in my foot where his knee had crushed it blue

I feel a soft coolness where the wind from the overhead fan is drying the trailing tears

I feel a numbed warmth as fresh blood flows out of my crumpled fingers

I feel a dull sensation in my head where the hair were pulled out of their roots

I feel a bubble burst as blood boils out of my right ear

I feel a smoky burn near my navel where a new cigarette mark joined the scores before

Of pain, indignity, injustice.. I feel Nothing

These are dead bodies I buried years ago in a lonely grave.. along with love, trust and pride
A grave with no flowers.. A grave with no care.. A grave i no longer visit, to mourn

I raise myself by my good arm and stagger to the kitchen, mentally calculating the time it would take to cook his favourite dinner... stumbling on my torn skirt.. shivering in mid step.. careful not to wake him up, as he shifts in his drunken slumber..

Tuesday, April 8, 2008


A BIG THANK YOU!!! to all those who woke up at 6:30 in the morning for my little party.. you guys are absolute darlings

Thanks for making it such a success and giving such a rocking start to my day

I hope you guys had fun too :)

and for those who couldn't make it.. don't worry

we'll hold another one soon (and at a more reasonable time for sure :D )

so adieu and take care

Monday, April 7, 2008

I am so lonesome I could cry...

Tonight.. I am so lonesome I could cry...

I got two shocks today.. the first one was about a very close friend.. he is going through a very very tough time, everything that he built his life around is falling to pieces.. and no matter how much I want to comfort him and tell him not to worry.. to tell him that it will be ok.. I know there is nothing I can do and I don't have words to describe how frustrating that is..

I see him there, kneeling helpless pain
I see his tears falling to the ground vain
I see the demons attacking packs
I see his blood spilling
..through cracks
I see his last breath wheeze out defeat
I see him die my feet
and like a statue I stand still
from my little safe bubble
watching the demons eat there fill
unseen tears fall blinded from my eyes
stopping at the invisible boundary
fate has built with my unheard sighs

the second was that my dad is leaving tomorrow for four months.It was so sudden.. I mean he told me today after dinner, and I just get to meet him for half an hour tomorrow and then he'll be gone :(
I'll miss him so much.. now I too need that party tomorrow to cheer me up :(
As Elvis Presley would have said..
I am so lonesome I could cry...


Ok guys, so a couple of my friends in bloggerwille have been down for some time now, so I decided to throw a party to perk them up and have some rocking fun
so all of you are invited tomorrow to my shoutbox to pop some beers dance away to glory and yes the best part.. gappofy till u drop!!!


so guys don't forget to bring your party hats.. and yes you can bring along as many of your blogger friends as you like.. aaaah and yes don't forget to bring food, booze and music along too :D
in case the shoutbox gets too crowded, we can always shift the venue to the comments section of this post
aaah yes, this story too has a slight twist... one of my friends is in USA and there was only one time which was convenient for all of us and it was... 6:30 am in the morning(IST)
so it will be an early morning party.. ok before all the lazybags(including me) start screaming.. guys think!! what better way to start the day than with dance, food, booze and making new friends
c'mon be a sport and and wake up early this once and make this party a success and I promise if there is a great response i'll hold another one, but at more lazy-bag friendly timings :D
so be there!!!

VENUE: Freeville
TIME: 6:30am
PS: guys don't forget the picture dedications are still on here. You can dedicate any message u want to anyone in the blogger world.. just say it with a picture :)tc
c you guys 2mrw :)

Friday, April 4, 2008

The Clear Glass

A tiny drop of air conditioned sweat trickled down his spine, chilling him to his very extremities.
He felt his hand reach out shakily towards the glass of clear mineral water, reflected shimmeringly in the spotless glasstop of the table facing him like an adversary. He raised it to his lips, taking a single swallow, measured precisely, as if the slightest overdose would kill him.
He slowly lifted his eyes and discreetly studied the man at the other bank of the glass river. He had never seen someone who resembled a wizened lion more. The conservative black suit with razor sharp edges; the immaculate black hair with the slightest tinge of graceful grey, as royal as the wild king's mane; the perfectly groomed beard, matching the authoritarian air to a T; and the gaze.. the gaze that was slashing his self-confidence to ribbons, like a lion's sharpened claws rip their victims to shreds.
"So, Mr. Delvehesh, what makes you think you are the man for this job?" the suited lion asked him in a quiet voice. He gave a start, he had expected a roar. "Err.. sir, well actually..", he stammered
"Yes?" , the gaze sharpened, even as the question was asked in a voice as quiet as the one before.
"Well, I am efficient and, and confident and I would love to do the work you are offering, " he tried valiantly, in a stuttering voice, that sounded so unlike his.
"I am sure you are all these things, but then so are the hundreds of young men standing outside that door. So, why should I chose you and be unfair to them all?", came the question, a subtle strain of mockery entwining with the quiet authority in the voice.
He opened his mouth, closed it again, swallowed and opened it again, but nothing came out.
He knew he couldn't afford to lose this job. He was at his wit's end.
He had gone numb, there was vaccum where his thinking machine of a brain had been a few minutes back.
He went into a sort of fever, losing control of what he was saying as he burst out "sir, well, I ... I am a peoples' person and.. and I can drive and I desperately need this job and I.. i can draw and and I can err.. dance and I am gay, " he clapped his hand over his mouth as he realised what he had just said. Torturously, in that moment of pure humiliation his mind was again crystal clear.
H clearly saw the the rocky grey eyes from across the table flicker for a moment before rippling back into a solid mass.
"That will be all Mr. Delvehesh, you can leave now." He staggered onto his feet weakly and struggled towards the closed door.
"And yes, tell the lady outside to cancel the rest of the interviews.. you are hired as my personal assistant." He whipped around in disbelief, a strange light entering his eyes, only to leave immediately as he saw the lion languishing in the chair, a lazy smile luxuriating on his lips. The penetrating gaze was replaced by a feather, freely roving over his body, marking him its owner's property...
"On second thoughts, you can stay right here and start immediately," the cat purred slowly, stretching himself invitingly...

PS: sorry guys got two examz tomorrow and haven't studied anything till now.. will pakka se reply to all comments 2mrw

Thursday, April 3, 2008

Your Friendly Neighbourhood Devil

Hello there..

I am your friendly neighbourhood devil..

No friend no lover,

is safe from my seed of evil

I bitch and I cry

and out comes my wicked laugh

as in anger I see u fry

With a swirl of my black staff

I can bring your world to a stupendous halt

I am behind every brag every rumour,

made bloody with that tinge of crimson salt

Aaaah.. Now don't you enjoy my chocolaty humour??

As I temp and I seduce

with the flutter of an eye or the swish of a skirt

your desire comes alive like fire on melting ice

With dangers many I make you flirt

I make you dream the wildest dreams

(and with a quirk of my smile,)

your worst nightmares I bring to life

My favourite music is the symphony of your screams

My favourite gift is violence and strife

My red horns rest like twin cherries on my black head

(and fill your mind with lusciously forbidden thoughts)

my forked tail tickles your senses

before plunging deep into u, twisting till u fall dead

Aaah.. Now don't I hear you begging me to breach your fences??

The ink of blood runs through my clawtooth pen

Beauty and lies are my weapons of lore

So run little kitten as far as u can

my shadow will creep into any safe hole u bore

to say..

hello there..

I am your friendly neighbourhood devil

come to complete my sphere

of untainted evil

PS: Hello everyone!

don't forget to dedicate your pictures in the comments section of the previous post