The Human Shield

The Human Shield

A brand of people

good for nothing

but the cover they yield

to the peach skinned

little weaklings who

do not know the responsibilities

their every action wields

Dragged into situations

they are rarely responsible for

situations which if faced alone

by the peaches,would have

them curled up and bawling on the floor.

Travelling alone just like

4 million other people do

mature my ass!

Cursing and yelling

joining groups of

the crude and crass

All maturity fades when

it comes to handling rough situations

Unable to withstand their

own actions repercussions

Blatantly they stand behind

the human shield

Still blissfully unaware

of the responsibilities their

every action wields

To be tossed away the

moment they're out

of the battle field.

You & Me

How do we Erase,

This thing we have lies between us,

This vast and empty space,

You came into my life in my search for a friend,

Little did I know what was lying around the end.

My sorry life was lying forlorn on a shelf,

You came into it and made me want to be my true self,

You spilled your guts to me

and showed me how two people can be so

alike and yet how different their worlds can be.

I promise to be by your side,

and ask that you promise what we have will not be washed away by the receding tide.

Its A Cell Phone People ! Not the Town Cryers Bull Horn !!

A pet peeve in todays Hi-tech wireless world, i have found, is freaks on their cell phones who dont seem to treasure the value of a private conversation. Sitting on a bus, which can longer be described as stealth or even quiet for that matter,you hear the voice of some small time business tycoon discussing his supposed millions . WHich bids you ask the question , if you are such a millionaire why are you travelling by bus ?? DO us all a favour and get yourself a car , save us the torture of listening to your detailed business transactions .
Another section of society who seem to use their cell phones as a social tool is the social climber aka the bimbo , spreading the good news of their new "relationship". "Yes darling , mujhe hai na , like , teri bahut rememberance ho rahi hai, tu apna Karizma lekar a, hum log date pe marine drive chalte hai. My dear PYTs, I must tell you, no ones impressed. Doing that just underlines your misguided priorities. It also makes the higher, more intellectually advanced beings balk rather than be impressed , s you had initially hoped.
A.G. Bell may have started out with an instrument that required a higher voice volume but just as Darwin had theorised, the world has evolved since then, and so has your telephonic means of communication. It can now transmit the sound of your 90 year old Grandmother asleep in the next room across the globe. There is no longer a need to spek in elevated tones. Its a cellphone people, not a medieval town cryers bullhorn.

"Haan maji maine saara samaan le liya, Uff , Raju aur Pappu se keh dijiye ki gaadi ghar ke gate tak lekar aye, main vahaan se ghar ke darvaje tak gaadi me hi jaongi varna mein maike ja rahi hoon haan..."

"Fakt Striyansati"(Women Only)

Are you really sure that the woman sitting next to is not equally, if not more, perverse than the other men on the bus ? In a day and age when an affiliation to the progressive gender is raising fewer eyebrows by the nanosecond, are you sure that the very woman you seated yourself besides, as a means of protection against the perverted male psyche, is not just as deviated?
I would also pose this question to men who get their kicks out of sitting next to a solitary lady on a non reserved seat. Are you quite sure that she has , unlike your own, a completely untainted mind ? Are you not afraid that she maybe having just as misdirected thoughts as your own ? You may stoop to call her a slut if the workings of her mind become known to you, but then, my dear sir, what would that make you , the fact being that yous seated yourself next to her for the very same reasons ?
After a long and careful study , and many, many hours of self experimentation, I have come to formulate a thesis stating "A perverted mind is not gender specific"So beware while seating yourself on public transportation, question yourself , are you really safe ?
P:S This is dedicated to the hot bod who sat next to me for two hours on my journey home one day. Jean Claude Van Damme you were fine ;)

Misuse of Profanities In Everyday Language

Walking down the street in the distance i hear "Fuck man! What a fucking good show man !!" Oh! What a dire need we seem to have for the use of profanity in daily parlance . I do believe most just do it to to seem "cool" or "hep". So not the way to go is what i would like to say people. Dont worry this is not another moral tirade similar to the ones some of our co-habitants in this country have taken upon themselves to conduct . It is in fact ,strangely, an Ode to Profanities.

I do believe that these profanities originally came into being with a motive other than to be incorporated in daily conversation. The original intention of their inception , I do believe, was to express such passionate emotions as are seldom felt in daily life. Something raw , something so primal and animalistic that the only other way to express them would be brute force or action.So why do we denegrade their vulgaric sanctity by giving them a post in our everyday language.

Doing so , i believe,would cause them to lose their lustre . Making them mundane would give us no other outlet than to resort to brute action in order to express our passionate negative emotions. IS there a need for more of that in our already semi-savage, conflict prone society ? Therefore, I argue, in order to preserve, at least a minimal degree, peace in our society, we must give due respect to the power and manner and timing of usage of profanities in our daily language .