Monday, December 31

The Bleak Year Ahead


The thinning river of humanity
Black muddy bank of reality
Throbbing sleety rain of tears
That green safe cover that it was
Is now a deserted land
The helping hand that was
Is now dried up rock

Things we cherished
depart day by day
The fear looms
that we shall too perish soon

A murmur from the place
between life and death
A cry for life
A fight for right

Nothing changes
The new year
brings no new hope
Its just another day
For every Nirbhaya alive

Thursday, December 20

Dear Friends .. I hate you



Many would say that if tomorrow is the end of the world, tell people how much you love them.
But I would say, tell people how much you hated them, coz you have lived all your life acting to be nice to them and dealing with them everyday. Before we die we deserve to have that peace of mind which comes from yelling at someone. 

So here is my list  .. My Hate list

Dear Sasikala , 3rd Std B section, Stealing my pencil with rubber head was not good. Pinching me and making me sit at the end of the table while you occupied the whole seat were barbaric acts. I hate you. 

Dear Chandrasekar , 5th Std A section, telling my cousin brother that I cried in the class (for the reason I don't remember now) was very uncool. you broke all laws of friendship. I hate you.

Dear Nandini and Nirmala , 7th std x section, asking "When did Gandhiji kick the bucket?" in the class history quiz was cheating and was against rules. Your father may have been an English professor but you cannot expect the whole class to understand "kick the bucket". 
My team lost because of this question. I hate you. 

Dear Pavithra , 8th Std A section, you were my best friend when I joined Boston. your grey big eyes were always questioning me.. but i don't remember those questions now. you were quite intimidating . don't know why. still we sat together in all classes for one whole year!! 

Dear Mahalakshmi Ma'am , beating me with scale for scoring 99 for losing 100 by one mark, coz Karthik from 12B was able to score 100, was an atrocity. I suffered from performance anxiety for long time. 

Dear Priya and Pragan (9th std to 12th std) and Kavitha (4yrs BE) 
you girls were and are beautiful. I was always with you girls during school and college. The ugly duckling in me was sad sometimes as you all hogged all the limelight all the time. 

Dear AP@#*&^* , you are a bitch. 

Dear ex-colleagues, taking me for granted that I will work late hours coz you missed the requiremenmts of that module and dumping the work on me .. was WRONG. You will be fried in hell day after tomorrow.


Dear Santhosh .. Stop reading my FB posts and blog posts for finding grammatical errors.  :P 

Dear All my FB friends.. When I say I broke my leg.. stop "like"ing it. 

Dear  everyone who called me as "Preeth" or "Preethey".. Mt. everest will come rolling and fall on your head if tomorrow is the doomsday. 

Dear Husband. "HMMM" is not the reply I expect when I complain of bursting head ache. 

Dear Preethe.. Yeah you. Get a life. Snap out of the anger . Stop writing crap and start living. 


HAAAA.. such a relief. I can rest in peace now. 
Good bye friends for now. See you after doomsday.

I am going to get so drunk tomorrow that I would know that the world ended when I meet you all in HELL. 
Lets go paint Hell red. 
Girls... Kavitha, Priya.. I love you both.. you both still rock!

Tuesday, December 11

Confused or Confirmed Atheist?


Say Dec 21st 2012 actually is the doomsday
Then I will be dead. So i wont be alive to believe in God.

If we live after Dec 21st 2012
Then I don't have a reason to believe in God.

OK I know.. I am messed up agnostic right now.

Wednesday, December 5

The new murphy law

If the possibility exists of several body parts itching,
The one that will itch the most
Will itch like hell
While playing temple run

Tuesday, December 4

The phase of life

That phase where we move from being exceptionally excluded to optionally included. #sucks

Sunday, December 2

That only Question

The answer to this
Would help me through
Or break me down.

The question is
Am I good enough?

Zindagi.. kaisi hai paheli

Dilon mein tum apni               
Betaabiyan leke chal rahe ho               
Toh zinda ho tum               
Nazar mein khwabon ki               
Bijliyan leke chal rahe ho               
Toh zinda ho tum

I just love these words.
And love this movie