Awakening….

My first few days in college, I was a scared man…. In fact a scared boy, who had ventured out, alone, for the first time. The mess food for the first time, a whole lot of money that I had to manage for the first time, the first smoke, the first hang over, the first night-out, the first love…. life was full of firsts….

It was during these years that I was taught by life… before that, I learnt from what my parents taught me… it was only during these years that I learnt to be a scoundrel… A Pakka Maddu ROWDY… not by actions but by intent…

Maddu rowdy was a positive transformation in me… My views turned from being idealistic to pragmatic… If I someday tell you that I received an engineering degree during these years, we might probably be sitting in an interview room. The engineering degree was just a cover…

A blunder...

I had recently convinced myself that I'll not bargain with the economically challenged, to be specific the Rickshaw-walas....

Only a month later, when our hapless FM at a press conference declared that inflation had crossed the 10 percent mark, did i realize the repercussions of my decision...

The secret of being single...

For a long time I wondered why all women were just my friends....

A perennially single friend of mine cleared all my doubts.... and asked me to make my intentions clear in the first meet...

Why do I feel he does not like me much....

Why Me

He walks towards me
but I see nothing.
Darkness in the air...
Like a shadow at night..
He wails aloud but
I hear nothing…

Trying too hard to survive,
did I miss something on the way?
I strain my eyes,
it still does look very grey…

I then hear a distant cry…
Only to realize it's somewhere deep within…
I touch my chest…
but I feel nothing…

Have we too become gods…
With hearts of stone…
All this suffering…
How do we still move on!

As life drags me along…
I know no purpose..
I seek for answers…
Why me?

Staring in the eyes of death..
Why do they look so familiar?
I suddenly hear those wails again..
And the footsteps of the same "he"..
Is it just because,
this time its me?

I struggle to break free...
Has life finally caught up with me...
In this moment of desperation..
Images of my past flash by..
Knowing very well...
Life gives no second chances...
I bid good bye...