Thursday 4 May 2017

Scales

Six feet tall, charming smile,
broad shoulders and razor sharp mind,
Manners, humor, gentle and kind;
Affirmative qualifies, may be we can talk over a glass of wine.

personality - 7, etiquette - 9
humor - 6 , intellect just fine;
Thanks for the evening, I enjoyed my wine,
But u see, they are demanding, these scales of mine,
So may be this is the last time!
Tomorrow it'll be next up in line.

So, a different boy and same old wine,
but he's doing better, may be we can give it a try.
His touch feels 8, possessiveness high,
honesty 6, Oh he's good with lies.
he had the spark, but a shame couldn't keep it high!
So, thank you for all fine drinks and dines,
and may be it's time for another round of wine.

Boys were men now, Sula became Cabernet,
My scales kept deciding for me, 5, 6, 7 or 8;

Until one day, when I met this guy,
And I felt like deciding on my own for the first time.
Was it his innocence or his vibes,
Even today if you ask me, I cant tell why?
The scales weren't flattered,
but they said, 'Ohkayyy fineee !
lets see what you've got...we'll stay silent for a while.'

For the first time I found something so beautiful, so genuine;
And with every passing day I found in him something new!
But then these scales of mine, they were shrewd,
They had their meters on, through out the cruise;
I would ignore them, resent them, for I was convinced of him being a boon,
But they were just waiting for an opportunity,
n found one when the chips were low,
Made me blurt out the damn number, what they boasted of,
I felt terrible that day, for hurting him I felt like a loon;
fearing the end, I looked in his eyes,
They were hurt, searching for me in mine;
entrenched silence, a blank mind,
All I wished then was to step back and rewind!

That was one day and here's another,
winters, springs and summers, we've been together;
Gratified is a diminutive word,
for how I feel on being found, for being accepted howsoever,
Scales didn't stop measuring though, for that's their nature.
deftly he made peace with them, and what ensued ? They fell for his stature!
But his love became too strong for those tiny scales to measure;
before long they called out to bid the last good bye,
they couldn't take more, they shattered !

Mixed feeling, I  am obliged to them, they did their Job well,
They saved me for where I am today, when I could have landed anywhere else,
So this a small tribute to them, condolences, RIP Scales!













Thursday 14 July 2016

Time

Time, Oh it was beautiful with you...
walks in murk, those morning rides..
silly arguments, cold wars, quirky fights...
and then that smile...
which sets everything right...
one sight, i need no sun to make my days bright...

Blue & golden hours, those twilights with you...
sometimes hearing silence, sometimes the singer in you...
n sometimes it was that candy man,
he's kinda shady...m a die-hard fan...
a deep damn gaze gets me hypnotized...
I lived eternities in the depths of those eyes ...

Time, Oh it was beautiful with you...
but then it's time, on gossamer wings it flew...

Path which was to be walked by me n u...
passed by alluring waters...
dipping toes, what harm cud it bring...
letz just savvy the temperatures, v thought...
But good lord, temperatures were heaven..
too sassy to be just savvied...
we tripped, we stumbled...
it cud nt be helped...
coz wen the drown is deliberate...
how cud u be saved ?
So we didnt take the straight right path...
rather fell in that black and blue...
but if given chance to make the choice again...
a million times I'll fall with you...

Time, it was so beautiful with you...
Yes it's time, on gossamer wings it flew...
but wen I look back,
I'll smile...
I'll smile, at the memories we brewed...
for how so evr, together we grew...
I'll smile, though with lashes dewed..
coz i knw it'll be long, n I m gonna miss you...


Saturday 9 July 2016

Since then I started writing...

That warm afternoon, those golden hues,
and then that dawning twilight, blending golden in pinks and blues...
chirping birds, flying back to their nests,
perfect backdrop for vespers, the world was at its best !

Everything was so surreal,
Oh, that moon-lit ambiance, magical, almost unreal...
But was it ? may be, may be not !
Question marks, exclamations and all those dots...

Yes, its beautiful ! The world out there...
Mountains, valleys, those fireflies full of flare...
But somewhere, somehow, I started doubting this fair...
I had to know it inside out ! And I set out on that dare...

Could this charming cosmos be a cramped cocoon ?
Whom do I ask ? An answer to the then desperate me, it would have been a boon;
But the stars were silent, so was the moon...
Breeze was blowing with another yarn, the owl stared blankly like a loon !

Right then I heard a mellifluous voice,
My head turned, but to mere cloistered space...
One more cue, she gave with grace,
And there I had her in my embrace...

That beautiful me, within me,
I have what you seek, she said with gorgeous glee;
A lil connect is all that you need;
Breeze became bolder, the owl fluttered its wings,
Skies on east horizon prepared for a new dawn, it already started breaking,
The bird of wisdom took its flight, a feather came swaying,
That lovely white thing, she called it secret to all enlightening,
And that was the day since when I started writing !









Sunday 24 January 2016

And Again is Mangalore !

Yes, before I cud pen down my first visit to the city completely, I got another call from her. Even she fell for me I suppose. :D

Harsh, an amazing chef and my friend calls me at around 8 in evening. "Hi Shweta, Can u lend me ua helmet ? I need to go to the city." I replied with an affirmative and a few minutes later he was there at Sankrathi circle. I went down with the helmet and saw one more guy accompanying him."Hey, meet my friend, Phani", and a formal handshake followed the introduction. "We are planning to visit Mangalore this weekend. Would you like to join?". And my PDQ reply was, "Oh ! that's a beautiful place ! However, I was there just a few days back. So, thnx for inviting but may be you guys should go ahead this time. I'll join you for next trip for sure." But then, this travel bug in me fiddled a little and I was like, "Btw, when are you leaving?". "Tonight" and I told the bug to go back to its slumber for I had these plans up for a rave at another friend's place. "But, If you want we can postpone it to early morning. Come on, It'll be fun. Moreover, Sameera is the only girl with us. She'll also get company." And a little nudge was all I needed to reconsider my weekend plans. "Well ohkay, text me approx expenses for the trip and I'll let you know by midnight." , with this I handed over the helmet to Harsh and came back to my room.

After that I didn't get to check my phone before 5 that morning. And when I did, there were many missed calls and texts from harsh. I thought they must have left by then and moreover, the hangover was still lurking around, so, I thought of going back into my blanket. But then for the sake of courtesy, I called him back. And guess what, these people were still in Mysore."Hey, you are coming right ? We'll leave by 6. Be ready !", and I was like literally blank on what to say. I mindlessly said yes and then after hanging up the phone I was wondering, what just happened then. When I understood, I called them back to tell that they should go ahead without me for I might not be able to get ready so fast and I didn't want them to get off schedule owing to me. But then, for the humble people they are, they insisted on waiting for me and for the sloth I am, they waited till 7:30. :/

So, at 7:30 siddhu, along with his friends and his baby, was at Sankranthi. No no, siddhu is not married ! He's a handsome bachelor and here he is, with his baby...:D

Yes, you got it right !
Siddhu is a motorhead and you see that Honda Jazz, datz his beloved baby.
A comfi ride with awesome speakers. And Siddhu absolutely loves her :D
We all had our photo shoot with her n here's one of mine...me n her in da same foxy color. \m/ :D


         


So then, 9th Jan, 2016 ! Me, Harsh, Siddhu, Phani(the guy from prev night) n Sameera( a new face), we were all set for the road trip ahead of us.

Siddhu on steering



And you know what, sometimes journey itself turns out to be so beautiful, that you forget about the destination. That is exactly what happened then. Crisp early morning breeze and clear blue sky. Weather was blissful and so was the scenery. After so long I felt myself so close to nature and was totally enraptured.


Also, the two new friends I made, Phani and Sameera, turned out to awesum people, so very easy and laid back. Certainly, the best people to travel with !
Phani, Sameera n me

We stopped by Cafe county, a nice place for breakfast on mysore-mangalore highway.

Phani, Harsh and Sami @ Cafe County

Decent place with nominal figures in its menu. And special masala cheese dosa is a must try !

  After the heart-filling break fast, an almost 7 hr fun ride followed, through beautiful western ghats and valleys of Karnataka, and well Kerela too ! We made a detour just to see 'Welcome to kerela' and  'Thanks for visiting Kerela' sign boards. :D

En route, we came across many beautiful spots. One was this waterfall near Madikery. Milky white stream and calming white noise of it with chirping of birds. It was a treat to eyes, mind & soul. And who would miss on such a treat ? So we stopped by, to absorb the nature's elixir spread magnanimously all over all place. Camera obviously cant capture everything, but here are a few clicks which give a coup d'oeil of what I am talking about. :)


Owing to sharp bends and several hairpins, topped with LFS Siddhu on steering, I got a little nauseated. But It was all fine after having fresh juicy watermelon at this cute rustic place.



At around 4 pm, we finally checked in the resort where we had booked our rooms. We all freshened up in an hour and by 5, we were on our way to Panambur beach. And here after i'll let the pictures speak. Credits- Phani's dslr ! :D





you can check out more pics here

n do share urs wen u make ua visit...
till then, take care...hv fun ;)



Wednesday 6 January 2016

Mangalore - City of My Chauffeur (1)

And there I was, staring at the endless blue, which made everything else seem so insignificant.

So, I had my XAT this Sunday and I had given Manglore as my preferred center to appear for the exam. Not because it was the nearest center. In fact Banglore and I guess even Mysore was among the several test centers. But still I opted for Mangalore for it's the hometown of someone very special to me and I had always wondered about the place where someone like him was born and brought up to be the person he is. And well, this sage friend of mine likes to maintain low profile, so I won't be mentioning his name. But then without his mention It won't be possible for me to pen down my experience. So letz give him a pseudo name. Well then, he calls me 'Taxi' so me giving him 'Chauffeur' is fair enough. After all he do drives me crazy ! =D

1st Jan 2016, and again its Friday. All nice things come my way on Fridays. So did the chauffeur and so did the trip to his city. It was a peaceful morning after a not-so-peaceful new year eve celebration. I still had a lil hangover but it was kinda good hangover so i didn't mind it. It was working day here, so as always got ready for office, and as always got a little late. However, this time it was not because of my obsession with mirrors, but because of the best wishes calls from friends and family. Mom had insisted to go to a temple and even I wanted to go, but then since it was late I thought of dropping the idea. And well, again as always, my smart chauffeur, saw right through me and, though, I didn't utter a single word about temple, on our way to office he did stop by one and I did get to visit my Ganesha's place. :)

So, a happy start was followed by a not-so-hectic office. In evening me and my dancemaniac friends - Sakshi, Shubham, Rony da n Kamesh, went to Chamundi hills. I had had been there before, but not in evening. That was also an amazing experience, and will need a whole another post dedicated solely for it. May be I'll write one sometime later. For now, people who came here seeing Mangalore in title, please excuse the deviation. We're almost there. =D

After a nice good hour at the hill top and a night mode selfie session, we dined at Empires, KD Road(Egg dosa with chicken curry is a must try) and thereafter I went to suburb to catch the 11:30 krctc bus for Moodbidre with chauffeur. Before heading to the bus stand I had this uneasy feeling, perhaps due to indulgence in over eating and was actually considering to have something like betel leaf (it improves digestion, maintains oral hygiene and acts as a mouth freshener) or cardamom, but again I was getting late to catch this bus. And I know you would have a hard time believing it, but yes, he did his thing and on seeing me, though in a hurry, he asked, 'would you like to have a paan ?'
and in my head I was like, 'holy-bison, how do you do this ?'. He got down his Roadeo, handed over the steering to me and got two, one for each of us. And we were on our way to bus stand.

The Bus was ready when we reached there. We bid our goodbyes and I boarded the bus, already looking forward to come back and see him again. It was a nice Volvo bus with comfortable seats and blankets to snuggle in(my first journey in a sleeper bus). I made a call to Swathi, my friend and colleague, at whose place I was to stay that weekend, set the wake up alarm and had a good tight sleep that night.

In morning I woke up to the alarm to find my mi4i on it's last leg with only 5% power and my destination was still some 2 hrs away. Since I didnt know Swathi's address and was supposed to call her on getting down from bus, I switched off my phone to save the little power it had. Little did I know then, that pressing that one button would affect lives of so many people !

Bus reached Moodbidre at around 6:30 am. I got down, turned on my phone and called Swathi. "Where are you Shweta ?" she asked in an apprehensive tone. She had been trying to call me for last 1 hour. She had thought that I was in 'Durgamba' bus which should have reached there by 4:30 in morning. She had waited for my call till 5:30 and after that had been trying to reach out to me. Since my phone was switched off, she got worried and called the operators of 'Durgamba' Bus Service. From there she got to know that their bus had already crossed Moodbidre at 4:30. The news got her even more worried. Since then she had called the bus driver, made him wake up the sleeping passengers and ask them, if there was any Shweta among them. She had called my mentor Venkat to check if I have any other number. She came out with her dad to the bus stand where that Durgamba bus should have dropped me. She had inquired the rickshaw drivers over there about me.She had even considered to check in the nearby public toilets. Also, her mom had started crying it seems.  When I got to know about all this, I was so embarrassed. Owing to my carelessness, I got so many people worried. Later when I narrated the incident to chauffeur, he scolded me as well. :(
But the beautiful place I was at, didn't let my spirits lay low for long. I apologized to Swathi and her parents. And they are like awesome people, they didn't seem to mind that blunder much. Moreover there was a valid explanation that I had to use my GPS and camera last evening for that unplanned Chamundi hill's trip, which drained my cell's battery. So, it was forgiven & forgotten. And thereafter it was all super awesome. :)

Watch out this space for the super awesome ! ;)

to be cntd...

Wednesday 16 December 2015

Hurt me once again

Clear summer skies or golden fall
chilling winters or pouring rain...
Its you I think of day in day out,
the thoughts play on loop again n again...

Finding someone u could love with ua heart n soul,
itz like driving a luxury down a smooth sheer lane...
itz like taking a free fall out into nothingness,
for you dont knw where you gonna land...
it cud be the embrace of his arms,
it cud very well be an abyss or an agonizing flame..
but this very uncertainty is the charm here...
it is the beauty of this beautiful game...

But wen u know this 4 sure,
u r loosing ua soul to an ephemeral wave...
itz here today and gone tomorrow,
trust me the game is not the same...

For you, you have done best on ua part...
v wont get anything out of this, u told me there's nothin to gain..
u did try to make me understand,
in the end itz only gonna give tears n pain...
u went so far as to hurt me...
Intentional, unintentional...bt u r not to blame..
I guess u were only trying to make it easy for me,
make me quit this pointless game...

But for the amateur I am,
the love i have for you is just too much to contain...
what you did is appreciable,
bt we'll need more to kill these feelings, for they are feisty, hard to tame...

So, listen to me, there's somethin I wanna say..
yes, wen I say this, they may question my sane..
But I want to set myself free
And so I want you to hurt me once again...



Tuesday 8 December 2015

If she has a helmet on !

You can be the reason for her pain or pleasure...
You may make her smile or sigh...
For she likes to wear it on sleeve...
Stab it,  Ain't nobody asks you why ?

Lovestruck lunatic, but no, she won't die !
All she'll do, may be cry a silent cry..!
For she chose to wear it on sleeve...
It'll be on her, no one's gonna ask you why ?

But just in case, you happen to feel a little of what she does...
may be you could give her little shoes a try...
may be u cn ask her if she needs a hug...
or a warm jacket for her cold sleeves...to ask, she might be too shy...

may be you can take her hands in yours,
u'll feel her pulse racing high..
may be you can put a peck on her cheek,
n u'll see it turn carmine...
Sometimes some moments can give you a reason to live on...
for a while, let her hold on...
A sweet smile, A goodbye kiss...
before you start walking your furlongs...
but if she likes music and if you like singing...
may be you can make her sleep to a sweet song...

P.S - you can always kiss her nose
if she has a helmet on ! :P  =D  ^_^