Friday, April 27, 2007

THE CALM

Frankly the poet learnt he could write prose and forgot about verse.
Thats me.
Now this is a new poem that I have penned.

In fact its quite rare me writing and completing a poetry in the last couple of years. TO put it in the right perspective I wrote 80+ poems when I first started penning poetry and have written just four-five in the next six years.

So enjoy it and let me know.

THE CALM

I look inside and I find darkness,
I look outside only to find the aftermath of a storm,
Deserted flotsam littered shores, an eerie calm in my heart

Written on the spur of the moment,
This is poetry unplugged,
Lines penned before the night takes them away forever.

I wake up to find it all lost,
Broken hazy visions of a long night,
Only some holes patched by the written words.

The fever plagues me now,
De-addiction symptoms from her or maladies unknown,
Can’t really step across the line and let you know!

Seldom does poetry not rhyme,
Broken verse seldom makes a song,
A banshee’s wail shatters the uneasy calm.

Syed Ashraf Husain

And spring turns to a dry summer

OK its a panic situation now. Semester ended two weeks ago but still have not studied a bit.

For the past two weeks I have been indulging in my favourite passion-sleep. Life it seems is one big seldom interrupted nap.


Have pracs/orals on 3rd,5th and 11th.

So there is a valid reason to study.

Lets see if I can pick up the pace!!!

BTW my internet connection will be disconnected in a few days(its not that I am broke but net is addictive), so I will be online very sporadically.

Anyway life goes on.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Scrapped Literally

This is another of the articles I wrote for Srijna.

SCRAPPED LITERALLY
There was a time when a scrap automatically brought visions of waste. But then occurred a revolution and they called it 'Orkut'. After that a 'scrap', it seemed had a whole new meaning for the masses.
Yes I am talking about the website www.orkut.com. There seem to be various descriptions for it include a networking site, a community website, a social site, etc. But we are not going to clinically analyze 'Orkut', because we are simply not here for this.
My first introduction to Orkut were the unsure steps I took when a good friend of mine, Arjun sent me an invitaion and literally forced me to register. Of course back then Orkut was totally unknown and I was confident that I would never go back to check on the site again.
Time it seems has proved me wrong.
First came Internet in the hostels, then came 'Orkut mania'. The first signs were long hours on Orkut waiting in desperation for new scraps. As one of the first victims, I remember checking for scraps every hour and getting gloomy if I did not find new ones.
Of course suddenly the number of scraps became linked to popularity on Orkut and it seemed no number was big enough and no means mean enough. One afternoon, I remember this conversation between two seniors using scraps.
Gujral- “Oye Akshat, tu to id ka chaand ho gaya hai!Dikhta hi nahi”
Akshat- “Hi Gujral! Kya karun kaafi busy chal raha hoon.Tum batao.”
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some 20 smaller scraps...
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Gujral- “Oye tum kahan baithe ho?Main Minocha ke comp pe baitha hoon.”
Akshat- “Yaar main Ashraf ke comp pe baitha hoon.”

Of course they conveniently forgot to mention Ashraf and Minocha were room-mates. The two were basically sitting back to back using Orkut to convey their thoughts, the increase in number of scraps as a by-product. I heard that one afternoon Akshat sirs rating jumped by 20 percent.
Beyond the addiction there are many benefits of Orkut. Somehow, I personally have never seen any. For example out of my class of 60, 56 are registered members of AIT COMP 08 Community. What is discussed there?Nothing close to academics. However it is not to imply that Orkut is harmful and should be banned as many say. Because, however long I have known Orkut it has been fun. And claps requires two hands we can just refuse to give ours.
I am now beyond Orkut having left the temptation behind. But you like this article please ,please let me know by scrapping me. My Orkut ratings are still at 80 percent. The scraps may just help.

Monday, April 23, 2007

Disjointed Verses

These are broken verses for a new ghazal that I might pen one day. Broken verses personified. Btw I use the takhallus daag

Yun baat na karo zamaane se nayi duniya ki daag,
Har shaks ko ek naye khursheed ka intezar nahin.



Woh wafaa ke jo vaade usne phir dohraaye,
Bewafaai ka iraada uski awaaz mein mujhje kya khoob sunaai diya



Darte honge duniya se aur koi,
Humne seekha nahin hujoomon ke saamne sar jhukhaana


Hum yun bichde ke afsaana ban gaya,
Shamma to bujh gayi lekin mujh jaisa deewaana bach gaya

New sher

This is a parody of the famous ghaalib sher by a famous humorous shaayar

Ab ishq nahin mushkil, bas itna samajh lijiye ,kahan aag ka dariya hai kahaan doob ke jaana hai,
Mayoos na ho aashiq ,mil jaayegi mehbooba , bas mobile uthaane ke deri hai

Friday, April 20, 2007

Do sher

Jisne humko chaaha usko hum chah na sake,
Jis ko hum chahate the usse hum paa na sake.

Yeh samajh lo ki dil ke tootne ka khel hai,
Kisi ka toda aur apna bhee bachaa na sake.


http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=5578578773749868883&pcy=0&t=0

Thats my orkut profile.

If u want an invitation letme know

Thursday, April 19, 2007

The semester ends

Another semester ends in a way I never hoped it would. From a high I ended up in a low low position.

'Srijna', the college magazine is out but I wonder if it took too much while coming out. 40 days of labour with only one thing on my mind was cumbersome. Feel exhausted, empty like a burnt out candle sputtering in the wind for a lack of wax. That's me. Of course a big lesson that I learnt is that one cant please everybody. After having done a superb job of a magazine and published an issue which has to be the best as compared to the last few years ,some people still have the chutzpah to trash the magazine. Of course it just one class which has a problem and that also is created by them as they only gave crappy one-liners for each other. Does not really bother me much but I could have done without it.

On a more sadder tone, events with sum1 special came to a head and when the time came to ask the big question got the weirdest answer possible. If it was a no,I could have handled it but it was something like-I think of u differently. The more vexing problem is I know she liked me. Maybe I waited too long. Maybe it was just not meant to be. So in another miserable effort to console myself, I must state it saved me a lot of future trouble.


So its back to single and not ready to mingle for me. Some things are just too painful, some ends just too raw.


Also 'Imagine Cup' for which I worked rather hard these last couple of months also ended
at a dead end when it all came to a naught after I failed to clear round 2.

I think its the cascading effect of all the above events which make this all so dark for me. Dont really care more.

The conflicts with the 4th year students where I was not even involved , the Srijna hater lot leave a bad taste in my mouth. This place is getting to me. Need a break. But I cant.