The teacher is on a drone
my mind though is alone
i stare out the windows of the school
the grass is green, the air feels cool
i want to play i need more time
i cant sit in the class morn till noon

college has begun, engineering seemed fun
but the chain has tightened, unable to run
the class now goes from morn to five
like a bee has stuck to the hive
we do catch our moments here and there
but freedom it does feel very rare

enter the company, time did flew
working at my desk on nothing new
day begins after i swipe in
the day ends much before i swipe out
trapped to my cubicle from time unknown
life it seems is out on a loan

its time to retire, hope renews
i am all free, time is all i have
but the house is empty, everyone else trapped
sons and daughters on the other side now
with whom do i share my moments
i need to get free again but how

death embraces, timeline is redundant
i get my own coffin, a comfy jail
trapped from the day i was born
trapped till death and ever after
the body is now just gonna wilt
the soul is in search of freedom yonder...

Teenhood, the one period of our lives, fleeting away with a speed so unbelievable, leaving behind a chaotic collection of memories, moments, and not the least, lessons.Some were hard, and some just impossible to comprehend. Some were much needed, and some I could just happily live without. However, when I look back at them now, they just all seem so funny, blame my twisted sense of humour, developed over the years of learning these lessons or resisting them infact. So here goes, some of the best of the lot.

1) The most cliche of them all - Have a good sense of humour - You are going to need it. Life is made up of a lot of emotions, highs and lows all the time, a feeling of elation at small successes, disappointment at even smaller failings, delightful and heartbreaking relationships, however, if you look closer, it is only made up of two types of situations, one where you are laughing, and one where you are doing anything but laughing.So get a good sense of humour, and laugh yourself off in both.

2) Be yourself. The most easiest of them all. Well, it does come easy to me. No matter how weird your ideas seem to yourself, stick to them. We have one life - we have the right to screw it our way!

3) Fail once and fail big. It takes off the pressure completely. It puts things in perspective. It makes you think, whether succeeding was really the thing, the aim?

4) Try it all out - those bad addictions, the restricted stuff, you know what I am talking about, right? It is easier to do it then control yourself from not doing it. You will come out of them in time, and if you can't, then you were too screwed up anyways.And it is fun, real fun. Excuse me, while i take a moment off to snuff this heavenly powder.

5) Break rules and make it a habit. Mind you, it will land you in deep trouble, but then, I wonder if following them is not a bigger trouble? I don't know and don't really intend on finding out the answer to this question. And don't tell me your take please, I won't buy it which brings me to the most important of the lot.

6) Think for yourself.Screw what the society does.Take your own decisions.Finally this life is your script, your movie. You are the star, the writer, the director and obviously you are the only audience.So go ahead, make that teenhood unorgettable for you and stretch it for all its worth!

Bang!Bang! I shoot with both hands
all the guns I need,all the ammo indeed,
I am the gangster,be it mafia or godfather,
sometimes I am bond,with a license to kill!

I drive my Porsche,its NFS Unleashed,
I ram it in the big broad tree,
a reset key and it's back on track,
does hit-and-run get any better than this?

Swinging and web-slinging,jumping and screaming,
watch out New York city, it's me Spidey,
and when am out of the web,or tired of the swing,
I change to Bruce,with a simple flick of the cd.

It's my world of games and special effects,
do what you dream,and sometimes even more,
shoot,steal,chase,run,fall,fight and kill,
on bad days you might get killed,no worry,
an extra life,here,is all you will need!

Cleaning out my room finally,
disposing of all those dreams,
those lego sets and building blocks,
which made me think i could build,
and form and shape my life as i deemed.

Cleaning out those game cds,
which fooled me all my life into believing,
that i could be a cop and a criminal,
that i could order and even deliver,
that life had slow motion and special effects,
and if you bungle, there were extra lives for play!

Cleaning out those books and fairy tales,
which always ended in happy endings,
which fooled me all my life into believing,
that it always worked out eventually,
that it mattered not,if you good,oh really?

Cleaning out those weird sets and collections,
of stamps,chocolate wrappers,butterflies and cards,
now that these no longer invite my friends' envy,
they are only interested in one boring game now,
who will collect the largest stock of money!

The story of my every morning

trust me this is more than a fling

its so difficult to leave you

the whole day without you is so blue



you dont let me get off the bed

talking about us makes me go red

you pull me under the sheets

you try your best to make me stay

i know it can go anytime your way



i fight with you and beg to let go

you get all sweet and whisper a no

you then try the standard trick

just 5 minutes is all we might need



but i know you and have resolved

never to fall for this trick at all

against all my wishes i get up

to be with you, i dont have that good luck



i promise you, the day wont be long

and i will make up for the distance

i remind you the weekend is near

then we will have all day my dear

you think this is too much in public

cant help it, i just love you - my sleep!!

It starts with the bloody uniform
the school teaches you to blend in
to lose your identity and your thoughts
in the uniformity of this society

It starts with the wretched uniform
you are shaped in a common mould
to study the useless past and beliefs
of people long gone and extinct

It starts with the stupid uniform
you grow up to be a qualified being
qualified enough to follow rules
and never to question them or lead

It starts with that miserable uniform
you study the different scientists
and lose the one in your self
only later to work for some big company

It all starts with that dumb uniform
you simply learn the meanings of terms
like innovation and discoveries
only to use them in your day to day dialogue
and never to try to make one yourself

It all starts with the miserable uniform
you are just taught to fit in
to follow the conventions and paths
which have long lost any meaning

and finally it really does start with the uniform
you are leading now a life so common
with almost everyone around you and never try
to break out of it and find your own thing!