CS-2 (2007 Batch)

"Why are you so late",

As always I stood silent,wait!

I am not the only one,pupil follows,

And the class starts with vows and hows.

I start from the right corner

There you find Sumit Jain and "her".

Behind them,the over matured bookworms

like Bansal,the toilers,brain storms.

Behind him is the one of a kind category

Teacher's pet,Manish and Kavita,Shikha's dowry.

Still behind them is the fluctuating Sheetal.

Disrespcting teachers is her job,fatal!

Moving a row to the left,

The powerpuff girls take charge,

Namita with her powerful voice,no heft.

Sneha and Surabhi follows with balanced heft.

Then follows Sweta,Rashmi and Richa.

The sincere people of the class.

With studies and fun in their glass.

Rajhree fainting, not any more, out of the mass.

Behind the lovely ladies is a different class.

Self isolated little pupil just "in the class".

Just besides them lays the Sapra family.

The carefree,careless,spoiled,cool silly boys.

The penless illiterate teacher commenting people.

The joker,the escapist,the deceiver - the kin.

Always distributing smiles even to ma'am,not a sin.

Scolded a million billion times,stubborn people.

As we move ahead,the degree of studiousness increases.

From the Rahuls to the alpha male,it never decreases.

They even think about studies as their dream girls.

Without any glamour,CS-2 still produces glamorous girls.

Moving to the extreme left corner

The mistaken genuises are not horners.

Golu and Pandey are the perfect soft targets.

Prateek and Nibble.Why do I always forget?

Vageesh and Vaibhav are class apart

Ruchi and Ramita are the posh focussed people.

Shekhar and Shiffa are still in school, not a mart.

Shweta is one of the missed out peoples.

Vikrant and Shubham manage to score well,

Coz they study,umlike me,Ritz,Batki and Sahil

Who just manage to step forward living on the edge.

Hope our unity stays strong and never fudge.

Mother!!!

Walking down the miserable road,
With tears in her eyes load.
She was blinded with the golden memories,
Only her mother visible with happy cherries.

Being a mother herself,
She struggled to calm herself.
She left home to go back home,
To ignite her mother's bones.

Sitting at the station
With her man's shoulder to cry on.
Waiting for the angel of destiny,
She went nostalgic in a jiffy.

From the moving window,she saw
A whole family toiling,with every kin,now!
They were unified and not separated.
Unlike Sheila,who felt like an infant,isolated!

Sheila had two reasons to live on,
Though she was the reason herself,until dawn.
Cardiac arrest didn't do justice.
Took away a soul,a woman sacrificed.

She loved Sheila more than GOD
But what can anyone do?
Nothing helps,words,tears not even food!
Everything now,seems very odd!

The food doesn't taste the same.
The wind doesn't feel the same.
The people don't look the same.
The eyes don't see the same.

Everything's changed,everythind's different.
The childhood memories were just for a moment.
People passing by with looks full of sympathy
Didn't feel good at all,what a pity!

May be the religious customs didn't help.
May be the voodoos couldn't be felt.
Death is inevitable believe it or not.
But still,valiantly,the heart of love fought!!!

Sudden Death

Eyes-blinked,
ball ricochetted.

Penalty missed,
Dreams shattered.

Miserable sky,
Tears in the eye.

Journey over,
Face cover.

Nation lost,
Defeat-hated most.

Hearts broken,
Heads shaken.

Stunned silence,
Without violence.

Impossible,
I am possible.

World ends,
Heart fails.

Tongue swallowed,
Life ended.

Sudden death,
Unfair earth.

Harold and Kumar

Food is what we live to eat and the hunger is interminable.
They were fed up with the food here which was abominable.
Harold(Ritvik) and Kumar(Shivi) unanimously decided,
They needed to have shorma with mayonnaise, undisputed.

Mode of transport was the biggest problem standing our way.
Harold coined with the idea to borrow a bike for the day.
Kumar called up his neighbour and convinced him to have the keys.
They were so excited that shorma was the only thing that he sees.

For the love of shorma,they committed a mistake in a hurry.
They didn't confirm the vehicle id,and had their brains bury.
They took away a different model owned by someone else.
Every little errand was run through this heisted bike,pulse by pulse.

No sooner did they cross the border than the call from hell came in.
Kumar was petrified on hearing that the police was searchin.
They cleverly flew past the blood sucking cops all over.
As they returned to the society,they met SATAN (all over).

The inspector took both of them to the police station.
The scenario was so humiliating and the fucking confrontation.
SATAN(the inspector) gave us the worst time of our lives.
Awe-struck they looked at each other,strictly,no high fives.

The very idea of spending a night in jail was horrifying.
The bright future was all dark,the scenario was petrifying.
The inspector was laying no mercy upon the mistaken criminals,
The stories of student robberies were all in the journals.

The Devil was ready with the accusations
He fired continuously with impact situations,
Until the angel of hope,the owner arrived,
He took back his FIR and a little relief was derived.

After a lot of threats and pleading and anal extensions
They were set free ,sighing and fading tensions.
They finally got to the right bike and fuel,
God turned satan took no bribe,kewl.

The long awaited shorma with mayonnaise was in their mouths,
The trip was extended with places in the South.
From eating jail food to shorma was an unforgettable journey
All because of the hunger and the passion and the money.

Karma- The Reincarnation

It all started with the song "Dream On" by Aerosmith
I remembered a dumb soccer mate ,Smith.
I wish I could give him a brutal death.
I wish I knew 'The Grand Conjuration' by Opeth.

Let me describe a disturbing dream with brutal images.
I was a knight of the Gupta dynasty,reigning for ages.
It was a holocaust of the blood sucking Mughals.
I had a valiant troop and I topped all the yells.

I stabbed almost 100 single handedly,dominating.
Not for long,when their reinforcement arrived,assassinating.
Soon I was the only Gupta alive,
There was no turning back now and I barged in ,a dive.

The consequence of the dive was dreadful,not good at all.
I had 5 swords in my abdomen,and 7 in all.
Lying on the muddy battleground,I could still breathe.
I didn't even close my eyes,I could see myself bleed.

In a blink,my life has fast forwarded itself to 2009.
I am living in Noida with 6 homies of mine.
And I realize I have a twin brother,still Guptas.
My homies were the past Mughals, again a mass.

MY brother helped in bringing conflagration in the contemporary world.
We devised of a simple yet perfect assassination,for the world.
I arranged two swords and a meeting with the Mughals.
Vengeance was on my mind,I needed to kill the Mughals.

Even though there was no killing in our current lives.
But the rage of revenge changed me from being a naive.
I stabbed each and every one of them,with excessive bleeding.
They were not dead yet,and I said, "I don't like you all breathing."

With wrath in my eyes and the mortal brutality in my head
I shunned their innocent faces and the reason they demanded.
Just at that very moment I mercilessly beheaded every head off that body.
I found peace in the falling of the Mughal heads and was heading to Saudi.

As soon as I wiped off the blood off my swords,I heard something noisy.
It was my mom screaming at me,because I slept for 15 hours straight and cosy.
The dream was over,I could see myself smile to commit a holocaust.
I was glad to see my elder brother,I got gobsmacked to see the sword's cost.

The cost was something used in the Gupta dynasty ,and they hanged in my drawing room.
The most eerie event ,I met a guy who looked exactly like me with the same hairstyle.
Well things still live in my mind,I hope its just a file.
May be this is the end and only limited to my room.

The class commencement

I saw myself playing for Arsenal in the UEFA Champions League
A total of 5 defenders were beaten and we were in the lead.
The goal was guarded,but I had my shot taken,
I was close to glory then a kick taken.
My ass was hit and I was on the floor
My eyes opened wider than a vagina,"I am not a whore."

My roomie woke me up because we were late,
The European dream was just an imaginary date.
I took a glimpse at my alarm clock.
Flabergasted by it I felt I had a shot of the glock.

I felt some fire in my stomach.
May be it was the fire shot from yesterday night.
I could have the perfect date tonight.
I barged in the toilet like a truck.
I found a vacant water closet by luck.

While using the WC I put the toothbrush in my mouth.
The water was cold.Now I was heading south.
I pulled off my towel from the clothesline
I rushed to the mess for breakfast in line.

I stuffed my mouth with toast
The mess was full from coast to coast.
The tea was made a one time shot.
The uncombed hair style was not at all hot.

The college was half a kilometer away.
The wrist watch was going to die away.
It was like I was running a marathon.
I was exhausted and the class was on.

15 minutes late I reached the classroom door,
My hair was dripping wet and the scene was sore.
THe interrupted adn irate ma'am gave me a disapproving look
From top to bottom,she let me in,even without the book.


I could not shake off the sleep from last night.
I banged my head on the desk,and ma'am was right.
She scolded me to remain standing for the rest of the class,
I couldn't contorl my dizziness and I saw myslef out of the class.

Well things didnt get over right away
Next I saw myslef in the HOD's way.
He gave the longest lecture in the history of the universe,
Above all I survived the class and this way I end this verse.

The same story repeats again and again everyday
Like a repeated song in a playlist,anyway.
Classes and college is life is fun
This we observe when we leave in a run.

The other side of Life

This is my life,its not one, it was before
I never thot this wud happen,now its all over.
My son in law cud be a satan,I never knew.
That son of a whore,didnt miss the opportunity to sue.

Well now I leave all this behind
And move on,I was living in a rind.
I am left no money,I am absolutely skint.
I roam around,looking everywhere for "the hint".

I needed reasons to live ,I had no choice
But to sit around temples,hearing the voice.
I am a beggar now,with no employment.
I live on other's income,without entertainment.

Life could be such a fucking bitch
I coud not believe,I was so rich.
Now I live like a thousand others
Homeless and hungry,no desires.

I sleep on the footpath sharing a blanket.
Well only my feet escaped the cold,
I was not a swindler or a decadent,but bold.
I used to rule and now I was ruled by Plunkett.

He was the holy priest in the church
I was looking for shelter-the perfect search.
I had the footpath of the bridge as my home.
I discovered peace which was not in hoenymoonish Rome.

I immolated myself to bless my own self.
I was as successful as Michael Phelps.
I used my conversational skills to beg for money
I conflagarated my ego to just live on the meagre money.

I happened to fight with dogs for one slice of bread
After eating enough I shared my food with Fred.
He was a limping dog.I had forgotten how to smile.
Only a fake smile for the tourists once a while.

I had no record of time,I used to see my beard
It grew longer than usual,and things vaguely heard.
My skin was a little eerie,with layers all over
Objects looked dizzy even during daylight,end was near.

Throughout my life I never believed in God
But one day I saw sth in Fred's eyes
It turned white and in a jiffy ,byes.
Everything was white and then black
It was like a glock shot and I was odd.

Nobody knew about me,I laid there for a week
Until the nagar nigam took me,because I was stinking and weak.
To seek happiness and joy I had began my journey
But this sad end,was told by the Attorney.

A High Story

All stoires start with "once upon a time"
But this one has no time .
I dont even know when did this happen.
Its a great story written by a golden pen.


I can see the world below me,endless
Some windows glowing in the darkness
Its late night people are looking for peace.
But the angel of chaos give them a piece
Of himself.I was crazy as the joker
I had no aim ,I didnt think of her.


I could see another rooftop not far away
I wonderd if I could reach it that day
And write history,well ofcourse it was not so close
Bruce caught me just on the railing (overdose).



I cursed the living windows with sounds
ahh and ooh and the bed rumbling sounds
Annoyed me a lot,I wanted to disturb the fuckers
I threw a whining stone at the suckers.

Then I was hungry for eggs ,a delicious half fry.
I noticed a brown dog near me,he looked dry.
I named him Bruno,I offered him my food.
He was a decent dog,he didnt eat my food.
I caressed him around his neck,he loved it
I laid down with him,and he is my pet thats it.

Then I went ranting abt my Bruno
Then I took a fall how?you know
Shit happens,I injured my wrist
Didnt feel anyhting at first.
Then mysteriously the phone rang
Well I was high what do you think
I abused a friend's dad and the aftermath?
I will talk to him tomorrow and explain him it wasnt me
He was some crazy drunken friend of mine ,not me.

Well Even with the builidngs shaking
My mind was working cleverly,making
No mistakes, I shouted out a wrong flat number
I terrified the mob with my coarse voice,Amber.
He was an asshole,I burnt his socks with his own lighter
I poured my drink on his ass,and burnt some "tuli"
Some shin hair of my buddy named luli.

The night doesnt end here,we get more crazy
The music is turned on and we dance like Hazy
The stripper,we get down to our undies
And seen becomes ugly as we took bath (fundies!)
A disturbed element shows up with watchguards
I rmbmr myself in a towel,brushing my hair with bare hands.
"Sorry for the inconvenience ,Uncle",We apologised,
The headbanging was on,and yeah I ride
I broke the washbasin in the bathroom
I never went with 2 lesbos in a room.

Oh no!Thats my fantasy,I didnt do that
Well the story is near its end,that
My friend, is filthy, coz it shows a water closet
And me throwing up for full 5minutes set.
Forgive me for I have sinned,again.
I am never drinking again(hick).

The Hardest Part

I walk alone in this decent world
I am just a unique man in the herd.
I have always felt like this,always
I sigh in each one of my days.

We step in and step out alone.
I don't know where I have to go
Now the aim is vague
Now the efforts are all in vain.

In the rains now, I love walking
Coz no one knows that actually I am crying
Tears just get washed away
I walk miles from home everyday.

I look up at the sky and I believe
I am talking to God,"make me believe,
Will I be able to meet the leavers
Is my destiny ,my healers?"

When the city sleeps,I roam
Towards the end,I go away from home
I think about the past,living in my mind
I just wanna walk ahead leaving all this behind.

A mind is calm when you don't think about your kin
The moment they appear in front of you,its like a sin
The mind gets all panic and loses control
But the introvert leaves all and on the roll
He leaves once and forever
Never turning back,he is thin air.

I sacrificed my life ,passion and avocation
All for myself,I went looking for gratifaction
I was searching for peace,I travelled
A million places,I lived as a commoner
I went to worst situations,a former gooner
I did things never done before and finally I stopped.

I had aged with not a weak heart
But with weak bones and white hair
I had reached my destiny
Now I am a small wordly part.

A Wednesday

It was A Wednesday
I was jolly to have fun this way.
We (6th std kids) were pulling a pitchroller.
I wanted to be a great cricket bowler.

Well!my dreams were put on hold,
When I was at the back,not so bold.
My hand slipped and next was darkness.
I could hear some sighs and no harshness.

Day was becoming night,slowly.
My eyes were falling shut,slowly.
I could see myself lying on the bed.
The dispensary was full.Am I dead?

I could see white nuns everywhere.
It was an excruciating pain in the air.
My intestines were bleeding.
I could hear some peers pleading.

Half of my abdomen was covered with bandage.
A white Maruti 800 took me from boundage.
My mind was blank unless I met my mother.
The pain was undying,I restlessly laid on the stretcher.

i reached out to hold my mom's hand
She consoled me,i was not on no man's land.
I was carried by an ambulance to the city hospital.
My PTI and my mom accompanied me to the hospital.

I was told I may have a damaged spleen.
Against the wall,I could see my mom lean.
I was moaning in pain with my stomach full of blood.
i had an apple and I felt a flood.

The X-ray was unbelievable,no bones broken.
Ultra sound produced a shocking result,the doctors awakened.
After complete 11 hours of internal bleeding,
I was operated,the last thing I know that I was singing.

With the words of my college anthem,and
I closed my eyes,there was something in my hand.
For a long time i could see only darkness
Light never came in my life.Death's harshness.

The Exam-o-venture

This thing is feared by everyone,
Here you stand alone.
No one can use a clone,
Passing exams is how one is grown.

I remember my last smester ,
I felt like a bread in a toaster.
I was about to get burnt with over questioning,
As soon as I heard the commencement ring.

It was a beautiful morning,
I could hear something tear apart
It was not the state of the art
But something everyone touches in the morning.

The question paper was threatening,
It was lenghty,never ending.
But someone is always there
Yes I am talking about the hot female invigilator.

Her smile was so dazzling
All my tensions went dissolving
In her beauty.I checked her out
From head to toe,my eyes were out.

I tried hard to concentrate
But she smiled again,great.
It was so hard not to look at her
But GOD made her in leisure.

They say that exams are life determining
Now I understood the meaning.
Exams are a matter of life and death.
"Deliverance" is all I hear, by Opeth.

I was so jealous of the other invigilator
They were talking too much
I wanted to hit him,but as such
She was so beautiful and not an alligator.

She was the sweetest thing on earth
I was blaming GOD for my birth
Why did You put me into engineering
I wish she coud be the one ,cheering.

Then trouble knocked on my door,
She went away through that door.
My eyes were shut for a moment
The next moment I bent
And I had something in my ass
Its not what you think,it was THE LASS.

Yes ,the dream went off with a snap
I had a pretty good nap
This is how the 3 hours were over
I was back enjoying at Rover.