Avei....

A slice of sunshine, a tint of hope,
a shower of inspiration and a model of love..

With you, life's like a love song,
with the scent of a rose, and the flutter of a dove..

Your heart is warmer than the winter sun,
and your style tangier than lime..

My existence is only since we've met,
before that life was just a waste of time..

I believe thousands would have liked you,
with you they would have wanted to play..

what i feel for you is real;
and that's all i wanted to say..

a day in our lives

i was greeted this morning by the shining sun
i blindly hoped this would be a day of fun

some rise early, some rise late
each writes now on a fresh new slate

while off to work we mortals may go
what the day holds for us, we dont even know

toiling all the way to the day's wage
today was just another, in the life's book, page

lunch break was supposed to be a happy hour
the burden of responsibilities made the food taste sour

this everyday life of 9 to 6 makes so sad
but when the time comes to go home, i feel so gald

the long day now finally comes to an end
but i didnt get the message God wanted to send

this lousy monotonous life that i live;
something more i am worth ; i believe

but being content is what the Lord hath preached
with this live we live, and where ever we have reached

a genius that He is, and has a plan for us all
best it is , whether its driving cars or playing ball

i thank thee for this wonderful day that has passed
with a tiny flicker of hope that wasn't even asked

and with the sun flying down to through west
the day was just another in this life, a test
and while the long day finally comes to a rest
for tomorrow we wish ourselves all the best

So what if...

so what if my life has been a trot on a bed of thorns?
at least i didnt have to live with a head full of horns...

so what if i've had most of my life on the run?
even if heavily i have intended on others pun

so what if never have i any exam topped?
life was the test i excelled, and many bottles have i popped!

so what if the best of girls never paid me any attention?
whenever spoken of playboys, my exploits have a duly mention!

so what if my parents wanted for me a better career?
i enjoy what i'm doing right now, even if it is serving beer

so what if never have i compiled a very good song?
i have written some even while playing ping pong!

so what if my best friend is a girl?
at least she doesnt make my head swirl

so what if i made the biggest mistake of my life?
it was fun! like walking on a knife

my life was mine, and mine to live alone
if anyone tried to take it away, i'd given 'em a broken bone!

but i shared it with thousands and has been a lot of fun
remembering the better times, like watching the setting sun

i lived my life anyway that i dared
forgot that there were someones who for me cared

i wish them all a lifetime of joy
and death, here it comes; oh boy!





....

Life's good

Life was good when i was kid
never regretted anything i did

life was just all so simple
untill i got on my cheek the 1st pimple

reaching puberty wasnt quite fun
while i had school on the run

but still it was nice to have all around
friends i knew well and sound

then came around the age eighteen
and life just started getting lean

like a monkey to a tree ;it got to me
the women folk seemed just so pretty

"isn't ur fault" was what i was said
the hormones did the job; and well; for me pretty bad!

tried a few shots to flirt as such
maybe i saw tv soaps too much

fell for someone i dont know why
failed, but did at least try

life goes on like a bird in the sky, free,
as my friends say "there are many fishes in the sea

life's still good while i'm in mood fine
the childhood innocence was just a better time

now b's and b's is all i see
will not let a beauty get to me

life will still be good while i live with a smile
hoping to get along with someone worthwhile

the idiocity known as "L.O.V.E"

Wrote this for a girl.. Dint quite work out...







a million people in the world, hundreds i meet everyday
was never expecting to bump into someone who'd make me pay

i looked at u and i said hi
and i felt if i ever say bye, i'd die

charming as a butterfly, sweeter than honey
just a passing smile to me, made me jump like a bunny

i never felt this way before for anyone else
infactuation? crush? no; only love - made sense

i made mistakes in the past, i do agree
i tried to rush u into things, like a cat onto a tree

forgot that u were a girl, u needed care
enough space and time, and breathing air

but u did hurt me, u did not understand
u literally swept under me, the very land on which i stand

maybe last time i did not quite make it through
that what i felt for u is real, and maybe u do too,

so here i am, this is me, standing right before you,
bellowing from the deepest point of my heart , that i love you



and if after all this, no is what you say
then maybe its just that you are gay...!





...

If life was a lovely road

if life was a lovely road,
i'd walk like a turtle
savouring every colour i see,
red, yellow, green, purple

i'd not be walking alone
someone accompaning each time
parents, teachers, friends and foes
and anyone who helped me rise and shine

there would be surprises
on every turn i take
and even more opportunities
that may even seem fake

just a passing smile from a stranger
would make me so glad
that i am at least alive
and not just a statue garment clad

the walk would seem so lovely
while we would walk hand in hand
talking all the way
while time slipped away like sand


if life was a lovely road,
slowly i would fly
savouring every moment of life
till i say my final goodbye...




believe it or not; parth mistry wrote this!

Cold November rain

Cold November Rain

Ever since the onslaught of global warming on God’s green earth; which of course did not happen overnight, but at least felt; after the world was ‘blessed’ by Al Gore’s “An Inconvenient Truth”; we have experienced nothing but “Hell on earth”, at least in this part of earth: Latitude: 21° 10' 0 N, Longitude: 72° 49' 60 E, i.e. our beloved Surat. 10 months of gruesome summer with a month or so of rainfall and some season with raging summer in daytime and winter afternoons at night! For both the past two years that I have spent in surat, this has been the fazing weather cycle.

This year was different; till now at least. Rains had over-whelmed arriving just on Indian Standard Time (sarcastically, of course!), but summer’s over-extended fury was still with temperatures soaring in the higher 30’s even through September and October. And then followed by a tiny butterfly’s flutter somewhere in the southern hemisphere (w.r.t. “The butterfly Effect”), or maybe a convenient low-pressure, moisture laden region developed in the Arabian sea coinciding with a relative high pressure region south of the “Tear-drop Island”, gave birth to a sinister and monishing cyclone, “Phyan”, which had almost the entire west coast of India literally on their heels.

They say there is a silver lining to every dark cloud in the sky; and so did this. While Phyan finally managed the Coast Guard boats to come out of the docks and actually spread some caution in the region, the nearby interior parts of the Western Indian Subcontinent were surprisingly blessed by the ever-so-welcomed dark cumulus clouds, dropping temperatures throughout the region by more than 10 degrees than normal; giving the cold-deprived junta of the western coast to experience the heavenly bliss of cloudy and cold days and nights, experienced mostly only the high hills.

No one was complaining; not even the fishermen whose daily bread; or should we call daily fish; was in grave danger. Every one welcomed the wonderful change in climate. Even the neatly folded wooly pull overs; which had been cramped up in the closet upstairs; managed to stretch up and do their actual job! Even while schools and colleges were shut down in the likely-to-be-hit parts of the states, all folks were enjoying every last crunch of this amazing nature’s gift. The “deep-fried farsan” houses must have had a record breaking business in the week; what more to enjoy than a steaming hot Samosa in the gently dripping drizzle and icy breeze!

And just when people finally hoped for a wonderful winter after almost 3 years, Phyan pardoned the “disaster ready” governments of the states of Gujarat and Maharashtra, and drifted away to some uninhabited spot in the Arabian Sea; and took with it the marvelous weather, leaving behind the good ol’ blazing sun and the pathetic extended summer to us…

“ …. Nothing lasts for ever….. Even cold November Rain…… “
- Guns and Roses