This desire dates long back, as long as i can recall;
success or failure , it never matters even if i fall;
pain or death i can bear with a smile, but a tragedy
i cant tolerate is unoriginality.

My answers are different , right or wrong;
my jokes are different , maybe not spot on;
my ideas never click , but still a tragedy
i cant tolerate is unoriginality.

My methods are different, maybe never effective;
my poems are different , might never be read;
my colours are different , my paintings might not complete;

My dreams are different , maybe all unrealistic,
my destiny is different, maybe unfulfilled,
but it would never be a cliche, cos still a tragedy
i cant tolerate is unoriginality.

my path is different , it might lead me nowhere,
my heart is different , it pumps to a different beat,
my soul is but unique , cos a tragedy
i cant tolerate is unoriginality!

Every war is different, every war still the same;
destruction and death is all it sprouts,
but still men keep on playing this fruitless game.

every government is different , but each still the same;
corruption and money is all it feeds on,
and still always it finds someone to blame.

every terrorist is different, but each still the same;
all he does is kill and get killed,
but still a new one is added everyday.

every religion is different, every religion still the same;
self importance and pride is all it preaches,
and still in us fanaticism unendingly prevails.

every penny is different , every penny the same;
it always falls behind the price,
and still our focus and desire it remains.

every life is different , every life still the same;
begins with birth and end it does with death,
and for almost everyone its always a sort of mess,
but still taking it seriously is where we all fail!

So that was that, it had to be done
to live now, i had a reason none,
failures and frustration, a spirit broken,
not any day ,i had with a smile woken,
it was time now to jump the boat,
and i set to write my suicide note.

It was funny, writing this piece,
what did i have , none the least,
nothing to declare, nothing to leave behind,
and to whom i write? no one in mind!

Still, i wrote, there were some things,
the flowers in my garden , they needed special care,
some were common , but some were species rare,
i had grown all kinds, roses and tulips,
dahlias and daffodils, they were in full bloom,
would my going change it to gloom?

Then there was a small matter of the books,
i didnt want to leave them to the worldly crooks,
I had many , i listed them in my mind,
and astonished some still unread I find,
a small doubt erupts , shouldnt i live to read them,
to me they were friends and always kind!

I wrote surprised , to find things kept on coming,
the neighbour's son I tutored, his english was weak,
he needed understanding, being shy and meek,
and as I wrote about him, i was stunned to find,
tears in my eyes ,and to realise,
I was attached and found a friend,
to love and care for, where there was none.

The pen kept on flowing, the pages grew in number,
at the end of it all , the doubt had been resolved,
if there were so many things to fill in those pages,
how could i die and be so selfishly unfair,
to all those things which had filled my note,
and my life again, without me even sensing them!

I kept the note safe, to remind me forever,
life is infinite and a suicide it deserves never,
I smiled again and felt it was so funny,
how a suicide note again filled my life with hope!

This, ladies and gentlemen was the birth of the most brilliant actor that hollywood has seen in recent times....sadly enough the actor who departed soon offscreen. How many times have you watched a movie and come out cheering for the villian, how many times has the villian generated whistles from the audience, how many times have you watched a movie wishing that the villian wins, killing and destroying all that he wants to, this is where it happens..this is jokerworld.
Or rather Ledgerworld. He steals the show from every other character in this movie...I could not help but wish he went on and on with his psychological dialogues, maniacal antics and carving that smile with his knife on his victims faces "why so seriousss?" It is definitely rare and very stunning to find an actor expand his role and go beyond the original character , the joker from the movie is infinitely more deeper and darker than the one from the comic book...this is not easy mind you...I have watched all those movies adapted from the books and the comics alike, and always felt that the actor barely filled up the original character you imagined while reading the book or the comic , but ledger not only did that , he went way beyond it and left the original character a pale version of its onscreen portrayal!! Sadly , we wont be lucky enough to see this man in any movie now, but the joker deserves a standing departure and this movie was definitely something that he was destined to do before he died. Infact ,it wont be wrong to say that he left at about the right time , when the world is wowing over his movie , and left them hungry, left before he fell again from the peak as does everyone...or in his own words as he says in the movie "A hero dies early as a hero or lives long enough to see himself become a villian!" , luckily, he has died a hero!!

I still see it as vivid as i see today
you walked in meekly with a graceful sway

Your eyes were shining, your face was lit
you had a smile , the likes of which i had never seen

I never knew it was possible , for sm1 to look
that beautiful, in a simple attire of tee and jeans

You said 'hi' and smiled that lethal smile
recovering from it really took me awhile

I followed your movements with bated breath
the guy you sat next to immediately earned my hate

the lecture was lost , the professor vanished
and it was your 'hi'over and over my mind replayed
what a sweet voice i said to myself ,
to hear it again i would have a dragon slayed

i ran through my mind the thousand pick up lines
and thought over the problem of how to impress

i cracked loud jokes and glanced at you
hoping you would atleast like a few
you ignored some and at some you smiled
this was gonna be difficult then i knew

Still i did enlist myself as your friend
i hoped the road would have a beautiful bend

that day is right there on top of the list
the list of days i will never forget
the days which made me jump with joy
and now whose memories make my eyes wet

its been years since that day , time has flown
you have come and gone , and we both have known
its futile to try when things are past their prime
but still i wish that day could again be mine.

The biker is worried but sure
with money he can easily lure
as the lady from the slum is screaming and crying
'Oh my kid my kid, God saved you from dying!'
and hugging the kid and kissing him more,
the one whose birth she curses in furore.

the activist is teaching his kid a,b,c
the TV is playing a movie on english Zee
in his mind he is happily planning
the mob is just in the mood for fanning
and luckily that day he came upon a school with an english name
which he and his gang would with charcoal that nite defame

the minister is all charged up and screaming
its the brain drain he is demeaning
calling them cheaters to escape to foreign lands
the next day the same minister is pushing a bill
to increase reservations for the minority wheel
which in effect would surely his votebank fill

the beggar is sad as he looks at the empty bowl
today again his kids will with hunger howl
he has begged and wept at people all day
and his respect and shame at their feet lay
so that he doesnt have to hear his family whining
he looks up and sees a poster saying 'INDIA SHINING'

the common man is also a part of this game
what does he do other than the government blame
when it comes to taxes he acts so lame
and then on news about inflation and growing prices
he curses the system and vows to fight
but a poem is all he is able to write.

Just wish life had a U turn
and i cud tell u, u r the one
just wish I cud go back
and make up for everything i lack

just wish i had kept my promises
just wish i had given u more space
just wish i had been more considerate
and save the relationship from degrade

just wish i had told u enough
just wish i had wooed u more
just wish i didnt do it as a chore
and never had allowed it to go sore

just wish i had been more patient
just wish i had tried to understand
just wish i had been more there
and always expressed in words my care

just wish i didnt let it turn out this way
just wish u didnt leave in dismay
just wish i didnt disappoint
just wish i cud only push rewind!