My wild side ,,,

See me shopping ....
I go wild .....
Hoarding the best of clothes and shoes ....
That I am never gonna wear....
Am a hopeless romantic....
So everytime I fall in love ....
A new wardrobe is selected and bought....
My designers catch their head and sit tight ....
Strange outfits ....
Stranger colours....
No bling...
Plain Jane but Royal dresses....
Beige ... lightpink...cream... black.,,,purple and grey.....
Long flowing anarkalis... Churidars.... chinese collar.....
My trademark.... shawl or stole on one shoulder.... Radhika style ...designers say for the mannequins...
Good fun ... my wild side ... which tries to hide the pain within by buying stuff and keeping it in polybags.

Shoes..... my weakness ... wedges and stilettos...
Catharsis ... wedges ...heels.....
Money blown away....
Am happy.
My wild side ....

Chaos ... Utter Chaos...

Kids here and there ....
Jumping , kicking ... biting ...
Today is a chaotic day ....
Suddenly, the somewhat docile kids are all jumpy ....
Running helter skelter.....
Biting one another...
Total chaos ... utter chaos.
Gosh.... Can't see myself in this environment for long ...
I will go crazy pulling my hair out...
Trying to control my rising blood pressure.

Kids here and there ....
Whom none can seem to manage....
I seem to be just running in circles.....
Quizzing myself ...
What am I doing here.

Kids here and there....
Running amok ...
Like Rambo with a gun...
One after the other ...
Teachers getting hassled ...
Everywhere a distinctive chaos.

Chaos utter chaos ...
Everywhere.

Raaz ....

Usney chup reh kar ...saabit kar diya apne pyar ko ...
Woh kehta tha ....
Kahan hai woh jo pyar ka izhaar karte thei ...
Par usney to izhaar karke inkaar kiya ...
Aur ab chup reh kar saabit kar diyaa...
Ki usey mujh se beintehaa mohabbat hai.

Uski chuppi sab keh gayi ...
Woh sar hilaana sab keh dala usney ishaaron mein....
Ishaaron ko agar samjho toh ...
Raaz ko raaz rehne do.

Unn aankhon ki kashish aur dard ...
Dono maine dekhe ...
Tabhi aaj mein chupp hoon...
Uskey dard se mujhe taqleef hoti hai....
Isiliye mein chupp hoon...
Unn aankhon mein dard nahi dekh sakti mein ...
Dekh sakti hoon mein kuch bhi hotey huye...
Nahin mein nahin dekh sakti tujhe rotey huye.

Yeh shayad mera aakhri qalaam ho...
Shayad na ho ...
Par ab mein tujhe aur tadapta nahi dekh sakti.
Yeh raaz khud tak seemit rakhna ....
Par mere zanaazey mein zaroor aana.

Waqt kareeb hai mere intekaal ka....
Waqt bahut kam hai mere paas....
Jo baat beet gayi so gayi ....
Ab naa koi dukh hoga na koi dukhi.

Raaz ki baat hai ....
Raaz hi rehne do.

Past ...

I let go of the past ....
A long time ago ....
But, it has the knack to just ....
Spring  a surprise from here or there...
It just comes up and messes up my life...
Some way or the other.

The past isn't an issue ...
No regrets ...
Because of what happened in the past ...
Today I am what I am ...
An evolved human being ..
Different from the rest as always ....
The World literally at my feet ...
I am happy but ...
No one to share my success with.

Well,  can't crib...
You don't get everything in life, do you?
Anyways, there's no time for anyone too ....
My work keeps me on my toes from sunrise ...
To way beyond sunset ...
That leaves no time for anyone ...
Not even my flock....
24 x 7 .... I keep myself occupied.....
My flock is happy so am I.

Just some mood swings at times ...
That cost me dearly each month ...
Hahaha! Gotcha...
Yes, I buy a new mobile each month ...
The latest in the market.....
The flock likes the best ...
And, so when angry ..... I break the old one ...
To appease the flock....
Buy the best.
But, money can't buy you happiness....
Yes, we are all online always...
On the move or at home ...
We are connected .... always...
A very automated family ....
The past is just a scar nothing else.

Eminem - Love The Way You Lie ft. Rihanna

Rolling In The Deep

Firework.....

So many... In such a short time ...

Yeah! So many lovers ...
Ek baar thaana ki saala ...
Sab mardon ko sanitary pad ki tarah use karo ...
Aur phir dustbin mein daal do....
Saale sab usi layak hain...
Abb ke yehi motto rahega ....
No more love shove ...
Now only lust ... satisfaction (mine) ..
And, leave them hanging .....lol

I must be dead drugged to write this ...
What a bold statement to make ..
In India .....
Our So called Society ...
All fuckall ...
Made by suckers ....
Men with no balls .....
Just anklets and wearing petticoats ...
Eunuchs ....
All of them ....

Just use them and leave them....
They deserve no emotion of yours ...
Just your motion ..
Loose motion smeared on their ugly faces...
Faecal matter to manage their fiscal matters ...lol