Don't You Think...

Your dreamy eyes

Your silent appraisal

A smile which meant for me

Don't you think, you have shot me dead

Right in the heart, right in the middle...

You know you look lovely

You know you kill Your hair,

I love the smell You should know,

I feel you right here

Here in my arms,holding me warm.

Don't you think,you have shot me dead

Right in the heart, right in the middle...

I don't know for how long i desire

But I want to hear something from you

Ah! how lovely it would be

If you would have told, you love me.

Don't you think, you have shot me dead

Right in the heart, right in the middle...

Hi Pals,

Recreation has many facets.. & The most coveted of them is One to One interaction.. When ideas intertwined with dreams waft through the 'short and long' haul connecting the perception to the divinity of soul, then eyes lit up, hearts sing and an unknown feverish sensation tickles every nerve to isolate you from what you see, from what you hear and from what you feel... You see everything, you understand everything, you know what's happening but you do the UNJUSTIFIED..

The desires covert beneath the folds of heart start to live...Everytime I write something new here, a new person somehow fetches up to this page and asks me another question... They think they are asking something new to me..

But you know what, All those things asked to me are the same.. and the question is -

" How can you write so perfectly about these things (issues)? Have you come across these things? Have you fallen in Love?

"Well, if you ask me, I'll LIE... ;

Hi Friends,


This is my best blog ever. So, even if you don't like it this time, plz do give a another visit to my page. I consider blogs as a good means of sharing your ideas with the rest of the world. It's... You <=> World. Anyways, so when I was decided that I gonna do this thing, I got to choose a name and I chose "ESCALOPE". Do you know the meaning? Right, It's a thin piece of meat without bone. You will say -- O' What sort of name it is!!

O' Yes! It's the story of EXISTENCE; It's the story of ESSENCE; It's the story of LIFE; of LOVE; of EMOTIONS; of DEATH. Can you Imagine of a person who does not know the meaning of LOVE? One who does not understand it, when you say - "I LOVE YOU"! One who does not know what does the word PLEASE means! One who hates the People on Footpath! One for whom there no meaning in HELPING OTHERS. One who speaks shame for his own community, state, country. One who does not respect Relations. One who doesn't know of EMOTIONS! And if you know someone like this, What do you call him? HARSH? EMOTIONLESS? RUDE? or STOIC?


I call him an ESCALOPE! Yes, A piece of meat without Bone! They may appear alive but they are not. They may appear soft, but they are dead. They are easy to be eaten, but if left as they are, they rot & rot and spoile the Essence of the surrounding and sometimes stand as a danger to other Existences too. My point is not fighting them out and razing their existence. My point is to help them understand these things. To tell them repeatedly what are emotions, what is patriotism, what is love, & what is the point in helping others...

And no doubt, everyone of us must have seen or heard -"Change Yourself & You Will See The World Changing". So, give it a start here. Promise yourself that when somebody says 'Please', you will consider him. Promise yourself that when you see someone in need, you will help him. Promise yourself that you won't let them feel down who love you. Promise yourself that you will not speak shame, neither for your community, your state, your country nor for other's community, state, country.



FOR YOU ARE NOT ROTTEN... FOR YOU ARE NOT AN ESCALOPE...

Hey friends,

People waiting out there!
You know, what is my definition of Poetry?

"Poetry is a write-up which gives its readers unbounded expanse of imagination, wings to fly, things to relate to, moments of laughter and reasons to cry."

Guys!! You know what??


There are many moments in life when you come to a conclusion that the most important things in your life had a tragic end.

When I was a child and when I started understanding things, I believed that CHOCOLATES are the most important things in my life. I enjoyed them a lot. When I had a honey filled chocolate melting in my mouth, I believed, that was a true heaven. Dad, at times, told me that life is so tough and it's really difficult to sustain yourself. I smiled. You know why??? I had a few more chocolates hiding in my hands.

A few years passed. I started understanding things. I came to know that excessive consumption of chocolates may lead to decaying teeth. I didn't believe. Then I found some of my friends going through the tooth-ache. Mom told me that my friend had a tooth-ache because he ate chocolates whole day. I was trying to figure out. I decided that may be that's right. But then I was more than sure that my teeth were strong and nothing bad will happen to them. I looked at those chocolates in refridgerator, I thought for a moment, then took a handful, came out and ... :-)

I was lucky. I didn't have to visit a dentist. This was the first time in my life when I chllenged a well established conviction and I won. This boosted my confidence and I started believing that what I think is right, is always right!! Then with time, I don't know exactly when, but slowly I lost the craze for chocolates. I still do like them but now that's not the most important thing in my life.

Many things came and were gone with time. The most important things in my life kept on changing, I could never guess that the change was so frequent that I had no time to think about it. Then a phase in my life came when if people asked me what is the most important thing in your life, I had absolutely no answer. I used to wave a soft smile in reply to this question. I had no idea, where I was heading. People kept telling me that I must have something most important. I must be crazy for something. I must have some goal in mind.
I asked them "What goal?"
They said "Anything you want to become or anything you want to earn or something you want to achieve in terms of matter, money or pride."
"I don't know, I will have one soon. I will think about it..."

I don't know if I ever thought about it! As times passed, I was convinced that day to day life was all which I wanted to do. I wanted to wake up late. I wanted to have food cooked by my mom. I wanted to go to school and enjoy with my friends. I wanted to play cricket. I wanted to ride my dad's bike. I wanted to do all weird stuffs. I wanted to talk ugly in my friends. I wanted to share jokes. I wanted to do all sort of things which kept me occupied. I wanted to come home late night. I wanted to go to theatres to watch movies. I wanted to laugh with my friends....

Hey folks, I will continue this story, as it goes on.. keep yourself updated.. ;-)Keep posting your precious comments... Take care guys & gals...

WHEN I DREAM...




"Danger! Keep Out! someone shouted...
I turned back and no one was there...
Am I dreaming??
Nah...
I can't!!
I am still AWAKE..!!!!!!
I moved on. I went to the playground. I had planned to play cricket...
"What the hell are you doing!!"
Shocked I ask "Who is that?" I turn around, and no one is there...
What's happening?? Am I sick? Or someone is trying to trick me?
Again I thought.. "Am I dreaming?"
No way!!
I am still AWAKE...!!!!!!

Dude,

Most of us think that we have dreams when we are sleeping. Some of us believe that we may have dreams even when we are awake. Do you know what do I think? It's no exaggeration if I say that there are nothing called DREAMS!
What you call dreams are just manifestations of your desires. You have a desire of something, you want that, so you want to achieve it and you say that You have a dream. Hey, here we are talking about Dreams ( Goal, Aim)..


In your terms -

Dream is the strongest desire of your life..

STILL I AM ALIVE

It's a story of dreams;

it's about love; a bit true;

a bit false;

a bit I fib;

a bit I lie;

sometimes I swear in your name;

sometimes I forget your name;

sometimes I call you by my name;

sometimes they ask my name and I tell them yours;

when they talk to me I can listen them, but I don't understand;

I want to cry but tears don't flow;

I want to laugh but my heart doesn't jump;

I want to see things but I only find a silhouette, no essence;

I want to breathe but something is missing, may be air, may be my desire to breathe but something is really missing;

Yes, my heart still beats, but it hurts, I want it to stop;

I think I am dying but I am not;

I know I am not alive but still I talk to you;

What is this? Where am I?

But then I see a lot of reasons;

Which I get as a proof that, no matter wat is happening, no matter where I am..

But one thing is for sure that.....................

Still I am Alive


Breaths are shattered
Beats are gone
Still they live those feelings survive
I know your heart beats
I know still I am alive

No talks, no possessions
You have driven yourself a long way
I don’t know if you will come to me
I say you love me, I know
You say you don’t, you deny
But those looks, they still waft a lie
I know your heart beats
I know still I am alive

You are far, you are not near
I don’t have my heart, I fear
I am not blank, I am filled with you
There your heart beats, I say
They talk about love, I dismay
But there is one thing for sure
You love me still, though the feelings are dry
I know your heart beats
I know still I am alive

Come to me, yeah you need to dare
You won’t lose anything doing me this favour
Could you hold me for a moment
For I will die
I know your heart beats
I know still I am alive.

So, friends what do you say? Am I still alive or dead or in the process of death? I hope I will find an answer... And I know you understand my pain, For we are not Escalopes...

WHEN YOU CAME..


A ray of hope.
A desire covert
Swayed inside
To touch
Those cloudy skies
When you came..


I wanted
to sing with you
To dance as you do
I wanted to hear
On your lips
My name..


To touch
Those cloudy skies
When you came..

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Thanks indeed for dropping in here... :)