The window on the left

Another, ahem, poem. 😛 Anyway, this blog’s gonna be deleted soon. I’m fed up with blogging. Period.

Gazing outside into the open,
And doing it every so often,
In a bleak attempt to hide,
What I can never dare to confide.

Shying away from your eyes,
Trying to see through your lies,
Doing what I hate to do-
Trying to go away from you.

When the lectures get boring,
Is when I feel like snoring,
But don’t you think I’m bereft,
When I gaze through the window on the left.

The world outside the window,
Has a lot more to show,
Than just a few pretty dames,
Whom I can never know by their names.

Do you feel that its you whom I look at ?
You’d be just a fool to even think of that,
The fantasies of life are giving me a call,
And the window is my pass to discover ’em all.

I’m not ignorant to what goes inside your mind,
You will stab me someday from behind,
But don’t you think I’m bereft,
When I gaze through the window on the left.

Tech bole to ??
Kaustav Acharya.

Love at first sight ? Meh~

Yeah. It doesn’t happen. And if it happens to you, then you’ve been watching a bit too much of Bollywood masala. Why I say this is that we guys(or gals maybe. I don’t really care) have been suffering a lot from the love bug these days. We desperately search for a girl-friend. Yeah, not all of em, but most of em. While there’s nothing wrong in having a girl-friend, but we end up loving each girl we stumble upon. Yeah, infatuation and not love, is what is bothering us. A kweshun : Why do we need a girl-friend ( The label), when we have great friends ( male and female ) ?

The answer isn’t known to me. And I have other things, yeah, more productive things to do than falling in love with every single girl I meet and talk to. Why should I GAF ? Frankly speaking, these days, I don’t. A dear friend pointed correctly that whats the use of having a gf if ‘I can’t speak to her or share my feelings and experiences properly ? Its way better to have good close friends then.’

So folks, next time you see a girl and feel that you’re in love, and after making her your gf , you still can’t take your voyeuristic eyes off the seductive girl next-door, then kick yourself hard and blame Ekta Kapoor and the Hindi film industry.

Tech bole to ??
Kaustav Acharya.

Strangers I know…Maybe Love…

Have you ever met a stranger who suddenly feels so familiar ? You’ve never seen her, still her face floats before your eyes ? Yeah, you guessed it right. I met someone yesterday. You must know that Orkut’s a great bitch(Assuming Orkut’s a she). She breaks millions of hearts, even kills few, helps people collaborate and primarily, helps you get in touch with ol friends. But once in a while, she acts as a cupid.

Yesterday, I met a stranger on Orkut. You’d say what’s great in that won’t you ? Yeah, its a pretty ordinary, daily occurrence on Orkut these days. Boy sees a girl… Gets attracted…falls in love… Proposes her… bla bla… Hang on. Its not that kind of a story. Stay tuned 😀

I started to like that girl(As always… But this one seemed strange) . My communication skills with ladies have always been anything but intelligent. I’m kinda lame when it comes to being friendly and happy-go-lucky with em. OK. Back to the point.

As my communication skills are not as good, I end up getting people annoyed. Same was the case with the girl. She supposedly got annoyed and wasn’t responding as much. Could be due to other reasons as well. But what the heck… Suddenly, I acted stupid and on being asked by her friend , how I like that girl , I started slipping. I inquired about how she looked. Pretty stereo-type eh ? Well, I did and the friend happened to reply by saying that the girl is a great great gal. She won’t comment on her looks as she was her best friend. I was pretty comfortable with the reply and said, as usual, that looks didn’t matter(from heart dude… NOT superficially). Seriously, looks don’t matter as much as the character.

Now the twist. I suddenly start acting weird. I scrap her friend( another one) regarding her. Nothing as such, just expressing my feelings. No intentions as such. That seemed to have a negative effect. The girl was already depressed over some issue and I seemed to depress her further. I felt guilty. Very guilty. Never felt this way before. Not even when I didn’t get through IITJEE due to my Orkutting habits 😀

Seriously, I decided that I didn’t even deserve to be there on Orkut. Why should I inflict another heart-ache on myself without any freakin fault of mine ? Was it all my fault ?

I supposedly deleted my Orkut profile. Dunno why its still there. Anyway, Orkut’s never given me a damn thing. Rather caused me misery and defeat. Deceit? Yeah… to a certain extent. I wish the girl success. Last night was the most guilt filled night of my life… Yeah, I couldn’t sleep well. Felt like weeping, but the tears won’t come out. Sigh. Anyway… All’s well that ends well. I’m out of Orkut, no more misery. I’m free. So is the girl. I wish all blood-sucking creature like me get out of that girl’s life.
Amen.

Tech bole to ??
Kaustav Acharya.