Ending a Conversation....:-)

{ This is a poem i have written for some of my friends who had a characteristic end lines, really funny ones, and how i never managed to accept them as the endings. wrote this in my IInd yr mbbs. enjoy:-)}

I am a very simple boy,

With a little bit of fashion.

But oh my ! I don’t know how,

To end a conversation.

There the ones with sweet tongue,

They take you to a height,

And they just pull right down,

With a sweet goodbye, good night.

And the ones which annoy me most,

Do they think I’m a clown ?

Or one of those dumb mascots,

When they suppose they’ll see me around ?

Yes, there are some funny gals,

They prefer to use, ‘chalo’(Hindi)

And I smile and reply with glee,

Well, where do you want to go ?

Oh ! one of my personal favourites,

Where ‘achha’(Hindi) signifies the end,

Sounds like ‘yes’ is the call,

But the opposite message it sends.

And some just don’t deserve a phone,

They talk so little, so much so,

Though the talk has ended long ago,

There are miles and miles to go.

And then its me, the gentle guy,

I think how to end while I chat,

I never get the nerve to say goodbye,

And well that’s that.

I like those people, bold and all,

They hit you like a stone,

Like they have been ending things all along,

“Hang up buddy or I’ll bang the phone”

Arsh:-)

And Lights are out...;-)

The lights are out,
But I am in.
And though I pray
I’m doing nothing.
So tell me now,
Is that a sin?
In a condition like me
I bet you are in.

So what is our fault?
Isn’t it god’s gift?
Even though electricity’s there,
There is always a big ‘if’.
He feels we should be rested,
How dare you break his wish
He’s granted the thing you need
The very thing you wish.

So tell me now you enjoy,
Under the blessings of good god.
Your best excuse and his ploy,
No guilt, it’s time you can afford.
But in the night, you need the light,
To brighten your dreams & gin.
And in the day when light’s away,
You curse but smile within…!

Arsh.

My First Date...:-)

{This was my idea for my 1st date as i thought of so many things that could go wrong and in the end turned in my favour. enjoy!!!;-)}

It was a sunny morning,
The stocks were high in rate,
But the most important thing that day
Was my first date.

Though the time was not till a moonlit night,
I was thinking, I was late,
For many things I had to set right,
Before tonight, I ate.

It all begins with a dress,
That I should or should not wear,
As my sister launches suggestions,
Oh! I can simply stare.

Not less than a supermodel,
Was my state of affairs,
Even the maid’s got time to watch,
Such sites, of course, are rare.

And then the time has come,
For me to roar and glare,
To shunt every thought aside,
I’ve gotta get something to wear.

And after seems like an eternity,
Cool attire, that’s mine
With lovely eyes & chubby cheeks,
I’m finally ready to dine.

Thinking on the roads alone,
How sweet will be a date of mine?
What she’ll wear, will our rhythms rhyme,
I’ve gotta get there by nine.

Avoiding the puddles on the street as
O Heavens it begins to rain,
If I get an untidy here,
Of course, it is my bane.

Instead I stared at stars that night,
They appeared so out of place.
With something cold just hit me thrice,
They just vanished without a trace.

After drying my glasses on a cloth, unclean,
I was soaked muddy till my sock,
I couldn’t remember the colour I wore,
Its entire glaze was locked.

With my joy and happiness packed off to hell,
I decided to take a chance,
I entered the dining place as shy,
I was a laughing stock.

And in those faces, I saw a face,
That summoned my smiles from hell’s gates,
There she sat, my once pretty date,
Giggling, in the same sorry state . . . !

Arsh.