Wellness & Bright talks this year forth
A Blissful stride north would breathe now
Go ahead pull your horns & pack your stuff
Lazily tho & too good to be true
A night marred by rain but successful
Unplanned but fantabulous still a mystery
A pack of sweethearts dancing to your tunes
A dozen nicotine sticks to deny the Jizzy
Living up the next day sounds a timothy
Living spirits still sing a merry lamb
Twinkles scream the guy on the next table
Tequila scream us on this conference
A walk downtown with lights bedazzling
Porrota & Butter chicken seal the night
Mr Monk did enlighten s a bit too much
Tabs played would sink in deep & so
As my soulmate & me did dissolve these ahead
Silent shadows lurk still in the woods
Happy new year sounds 1 day after
The day to celebrate still sounds strong
The year promising a lifetime of happiness
Join me & the devil shall forgive.!!
Ajay Padattil
02/01/2010
Monday 4 January 2010
Wednesday 30 December 2009
Life is Glorious ( Part IV )..!!
Living life for about 27 yrs now would seem like a real loooong period to somebody who wouldn't have found the “ Bodh Gaya”...the “ Amrit Pathr”.. the “ immortality” that every human being or a living organism looks for ( The impact of having biology till bout the 10th std!!..lol ).; To me , I gues, without being any of those eternal beings, living life was just an edge of the ccube we would call an “ Isomateism” .
“Is” would be an “isotope” .... “ tomate” sounded a lot like the “TOMATO” I ate earlier tonite & “ ism” is something that scientists alwayz designated a disease...lol..!!... to be blunt & true.... Analyzing the whole word, it means “ I lived it up to this second...wouldn't worry bout the next”.
When we pass through the 16 to 20 , we alwayz wonder how cool the snow would be or how awsome a nightout should be or how mindblowing the celebrity life could get. Looking at all those experiences, I wouldn't blame anybody who wished to be an actor, anchor, co-star , villain , a henchman, a side artiste, a dancer, a politician, a musician, a petitioner for the heck of it. All those kinda pressed against one fact... “ GLAMOUR”.
Owning a car, rampaging arounf the whole city, making the loudest of noises that the human ear would explode at, livin every 31st of december with ' Wine & Dine”, walking around with a cell phone, Breaking window panes, Savaging to the extent of the society stamping you an outcast, all of this would definitely bring all of these four years to one retrospect, labelling me or you as one heck of a teenager...lol.
I seriously have no idea how to proceed with this prose..lol.. but nevertheless I did feel like penning down dome worthless, useless, crappy words which I would call an outburst of adrenaline which I could've spent doing sumthing else (not worthwil) but dedicated ( NOT..!!!) to these random words which Shakespeare would mistake for “ Literature Gone Wrong..!!” ...hahahaha
Jeopardy, Dilemma, Confusion would define or much rather summarize wot a human would feel through these 4 years. But these four years actually do play the hero / heroine in life as to how it would proceed & shape up.
Movies, Dialogues, People, Situations, The spirit, the moon, the floor, the illumination, the ambience & a million other reasons which kinda inspired me to write bout sumthing so trivial.
“Impossible is something that I haven't taught her..!!” is one of those things that spun this wheel of insanity & it did( Surprise Surprise....!!).
Leaving these four years would definitely be tough but as sumbody said “ the only thing that one can't leave behind is Age”... the physicality of the situation has got absolutely nothing to do with the mental illness we call “ Zeal” tho....for life...lol.
Lamenting on past times nor the future actually sufficed for any of those aspirations that a human found necessary. This is for just a simple reason that thepresent would definitely look like this second, which you would repeat...if defined bygones.
Life would definitely sound glorious...past these 4 years that I was harping on uselessly...lol... but .....Wohooooo.!! Take 4 of these away from anybody & wouldn't you have misssed an eternity of Frolic.!?!
Ajay Padattil
30/12/2009
“Is” would be an “isotope” .... “ tomate” sounded a lot like the “TOMATO” I ate earlier tonite & “ ism” is something that scientists alwayz designated a disease...lol..!!... to be blunt & true.... Analyzing the whole word, it means “ I lived it up to this second...wouldn't worry bout the next”.
When we pass through the 16 to 20 , we alwayz wonder how cool the snow would be or how awsome a nightout should be or how mindblowing the celebrity life could get. Looking at all those experiences, I wouldn't blame anybody who wished to be an actor, anchor, co-star , villain , a henchman, a side artiste, a dancer, a politician, a musician, a petitioner for the heck of it. All those kinda pressed against one fact... “ GLAMOUR”.
Owning a car, rampaging arounf the whole city, making the loudest of noises that the human ear would explode at, livin every 31st of december with ' Wine & Dine”, walking around with a cell phone, Breaking window panes, Savaging to the extent of the society stamping you an outcast, all of this would definitely bring all of these four years to one retrospect, labelling me or you as one heck of a teenager...lol.
I seriously have no idea how to proceed with this prose..lol.. but nevertheless I did feel like penning down dome worthless, useless, crappy words which I would call an outburst of adrenaline which I could've spent doing sumthing else (not worthwil) but dedicated ( NOT..!!!) to these random words which Shakespeare would mistake for “ Literature Gone Wrong..!!” ...hahahaha
Jeopardy, Dilemma, Confusion would define or much rather summarize wot a human would feel through these 4 years. But these four years actually do play the hero / heroine in life as to how it would proceed & shape up.
Movies, Dialogues, People, Situations, The spirit, the moon, the floor, the illumination, the ambience & a million other reasons which kinda inspired me to write bout sumthing so trivial.
“Impossible is something that I haven't taught her..!!” is one of those things that spun this wheel of insanity & it did( Surprise Surprise....!!).
Leaving these four years would definitely be tough but as sumbody said “ the only thing that one can't leave behind is Age”... the physicality of the situation has got absolutely nothing to do with the mental illness we call “ Zeal” tho....for life...lol.
Lamenting on past times nor the future actually sufficed for any of those aspirations that a human found necessary. This is for just a simple reason that thepresent would definitely look like this second, which you would repeat...if defined bygones.
Life would definitely sound glorious...past these 4 years that I was harping on uselessly...lol... but .....Wohooooo.!! Take 4 of these away from anybody & wouldn't you have misssed an eternity of Frolic.!?!
Ajay Padattil
30/12/2009
Tuesday 29 December 2009
Relive the Beauty..!!
Glorification of history seems a mystery
Bifurcation of liberty seems a reality
Smashed spinners would weave a miracle
Laden speeds still a sinister trinket
Bells of gold & Silver flying through the deep
Woods so green & millions of words they speak
A path that treads itself into the unseen
a bridge descending still into the foreseen
The mornings with the sun so bright
The nights with the moon so shy
Slamming myths of the beast within
Shocking flings with the breeze forgiving
As history repeats itself over the name
Beautiful scenes bedazzle to this day.!!
Ajay Padattil
27/112/2009
Bifurcation of liberty seems a reality
Smashed spinners would weave a miracle
Laden speeds still a sinister trinket
Bells of gold & Silver flying through the deep
Woods so green & millions of words they speak
A path that treads itself into the unseen
a bridge descending still into the foreseen
The mornings with the sun so bright
The nights with the moon so shy
Slamming myths of the beast within
Shocking flings with the breeze forgiving
As history repeats itself over the name
Beautiful scenes bedazzle to this day.!!
Ajay Padattil
27/112/2009
Sunday 20 December 2009
Life is Glorious ( Part III )..!!
Maybe the previously written sarcasm would be so out of tune that I myself wouldn't be able to decipher.
Waste of words would be more like it & the English language sounds like an absolute waste of energy.
This time I think it should deal with sumthing which wouldn't lose the essence of the lollipop but would still beckon with pool & billiards or snooker as you would love to call it.
Growing up wasn't too difficult a task as I would trace my 27 years back to the time I found lollipops an element of absolute bliss.
Being caught stealing words
Being caught watching porn
being caught runnin away from boring lectures
Being caught trying to smuggle a note across a lotta peers to the one gal you cared about
Being caught speakin about sumthing trivial but so damn exciting as you try acting the adolescence bur still raging on puberty
Being caught trying to extend just 5 minutes of your sleep
Being caught for merely telling your soul-mate “ I love U”
Being caught for gorging “ Pani Puris” ( Hindi for “ Gol Guppas”) & not thinkin about the sad water it was filled with
Being caught for stretching a phone line so loong ( it would reach the moon) to just listen to 5 minutes of the one thing you've waited for an entire 5 minutes
Being caught for buying an eraser which looked like a car to an eraser which looked like an eraser..lol
Memory lane..that would be my perception of all those incidents which you could smile at this very moment but meant the bloody world to you way back then, nd I would def like to add a “ hhahahahahaha” to summarize em.
And en route all of this you do get to hear stuff like “ I told you so”... “ You would realise only when you have kids”... You're almost there but haven't stepped across or rather crossed the “ Line of Control” ...LOC as we lovingly address to in India( Mera bharat Mahan..nevertheless)
A box of chocolates , A bouquet of flowers , A Cut out looking like a tiger with a tail, A sweet smelling candle, A birthday wish, An anniversary (puppy love times...lol), A sweet kiss, A glance, A glimpse, An “ ishara”, A wink, A mushy letter, A teddy bear, A sarcastic remark ending in a hug speaks for all ages to this date & does evoke the slightest of emotions that humans refer to as a rush of adrenaline.
Isn't life a beautiful thing which takes you through all these ages but still reminds you of one trifle fact that if you don't feel these emotions, you ain't living it at all..?!
Dint feel like stretching it tonite...hahahahhahhaah
Ajay Padattil
19/12/2009
Waste of words would be more like it & the English language sounds like an absolute waste of energy.
This time I think it should deal with sumthing which wouldn't lose the essence of the lollipop but would still beckon with pool & billiards or snooker as you would love to call it.
Growing up wasn't too difficult a task as I would trace my 27 years back to the time I found lollipops an element of absolute bliss.
Being caught stealing words
Being caught watching porn
being caught runnin away from boring lectures
Being caught trying to smuggle a note across a lotta peers to the one gal you cared about
Being caught speakin about sumthing trivial but so damn exciting as you try acting the adolescence bur still raging on puberty
Being caught trying to extend just 5 minutes of your sleep
Being caught for merely telling your soul-mate “ I love U”
Being caught for gorging “ Pani Puris” ( Hindi for “ Gol Guppas”) & not thinkin about the sad water it was filled with
Being caught for stretching a phone line so loong ( it would reach the moon) to just listen to 5 minutes of the one thing you've waited for an entire 5 minutes
Being caught for buying an eraser which looked like a car to an eraser which looked like an eraser..lol
Memory lane..that would be my perception of all those incidents which you could smile at this very moment but meant the bloody world to you way back then, nd I would def like to add a “ hhahahahahaha” to summarize em.
And en route all of this you do get to hear stuff like “ I told you so”... “ You would realise only when you have kids”... You're almost there but haven't stepped across or rather crossed the “ Line of Control” ...LOC as we lovingly address to in India( Mera bharat Mahan..nevertheless)
A box of chocolates , A bouquet of flowers , A Cut out looking like a tiger with a tail, A sweet smelling candle, A birthday wish, An anniversary (puppy love times...lol), A sweet kiss, A glance, A glimpse, An “ ishara”, A wink, A mushy letter, A teddy bear, A sarcastic remark ending in a hug speaks for all ages to this date & does evoke the slightest of emotions that humans refer to as a rush of adrenaline.
Isn't life a beautiful thing which takes you through all these ages but still reminds you of one trifle fact that if you don't feel these emotions, you ain't living it at all..?!
Dint feel like stretching it tonite...hahahahhahhaah
Ajay Padattil
19/12/2009
Monday 14 December 2009
Life is Glorious ( Part II )
The Weekend that never was..!!
This should have been the title of my next one..but gladly it isn't....lol..Well.. like all of us say an extended weekend...long lost times of life...A love that would never change.. A mystery that would never unravel itself...the whole journey could just be summarized in that one bit.
I still remember the day I packed my bags when I'd got the first command tellin me “ You're goin Clientele” , & I was so lookin forward to it w/o one small livin grasp of regret to beckon with ...& I did.
Starting with my journey this weekend (A huge loong one..) after a bloody looooooooooooooong while still would sound an irony. Why I haven't , should I have...” Stayin here is a lost chance”..would all sound true to the world but me.! But it all started on “ A Wednesday”(to be precise).
Curbing myself to 3 drinks, boarding a bus, pickin up a bottle of water(which I did say thanks for..) , listenin to blaring sounds with visuals bu slept gloriously, wakin up in the middle of the night to finding my destination, listenin to woes...to keeping the spirits alive, visiting a beach to having biryani in the night ( Prohibited in a jungle), joining one of the most awaited (amazingly true) weddings of this millennium to meeting a fellow blogger ( And boy I do admire the flow) , tripping on FOOD (way too amazing(Bright Mutton, Bright “Patiri”.. Awesomeness in itself)), the walk down memory lane so early in the month wid a deo & lifebuoy ( Tandurusti ki Raksha) , magic moments, water in a “LEHAR” bottle, the tube, the fan, this pillow, the TV & the mosquitoes( Bidding adieu sumday..hopefully...lol) , this pen to the very last word...................... I think I did have one well deserved ( NOT!!!) happening extended happy weekend ( Holiday..!!)
I did once again love the technicalities of this moment ( And I mean literally).. Just loved the ABAP burger I must say....and that is sumthing I don't think I'd ever get to know if I'd tried too as well ( Hats off to Chekavar...The guy is just SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICESPIALIDOCIOIUS)
Life just had to be glorious as one may expect... Its sumthing that one would learn through passing times & phases. Getting philosophical again huh...?! But what the heaven...! Its just me... the people we meet, the times goin by, the stories that would register itself as one niched cacophony ( After all confusion would deliver us unto absolute fascination) , and one thing to surpass all “ living it”
to be contd..!!
Ajay Padattil
14/12/2009
This should have been the title of my next one..but gladly it isn't....lol..Well.. like all of us say an extended weekend...long lost times of life...A love that would never change.. A mystery that would never unravel itself...the whole journey could just be summarized in that one bit.
I still remember the day I packed my bags when I'd got the first command tellin me “ You're goin Clientele” , & I was so lookin forward to it w/o one small livin grasp of regret to beckon with ...& I did.
Starting with my journey this weekend (A huge loong one..) after a bloody looooooooooooooong while still would sound an irony. Why I haven't , should I have...” Stayin here is a lost chance”..would all sound true to the world but me.! But it all started on “ A Wednesday”(to be precise).
Curbing myself to 3 drinks, boarding a bus, pickin up a bottle of water(which I did say thanks for..) , listenin to blaring sounds with visuals bu slept gloriously, wakin up in the middle of the night to finding my destination, listenin to woes...to keeping the spirits alive, visiting a beach to having biryani in the night ( Prohibited in a jungle), joining one of the most awaited (amazingly true) weddings of this millennium to meeting a fellow blogger ( And boy I do admire the flow) , tripping on FOOD (way too amazing(Bright Mutton, Bright “Patiri”.. Awesomeness in itself)), the walk down memory lane so early in the month wid a deo & lifebuoy ( Tandurusti ki Raksha) , magic moments, water in a “LEHAR” bottle, the tube, the fan, this pillow, the TV & the mosquitoes( Bidding adieu sumday..hopefully...lol) , this pen to the very last word...................... I think I did have one well deserved ( NOT!!!) happening extended happy weekend ( Holiday..!!)
I did once again love the technicalities of this moment ( And I mean literally).. Just loved the ABAP burger I must say....and that is sumthing I don't think I'd ever get to know if I'd tried too as well ( Hats off to Chekavar...The guy is just SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICESPIALIDOCIOIUS)
Life just had to be glorious as one may expect... Its sumthing that one would learn through passing times & phases. Getting philosophical again huh...?! But what the heaven...! Its just me... the people we meet, the times goin by, the stories that would register itself as one niched cacophony ( After all confusion would deliver us unto absolute fascination) , and one thing to surpass all “ living it”
to be contd..!!
Ajay Padattil
14/12/2009
Wednesday 9 December 2009
Life is Glorious..!!
This title was inspired!! when I was told about this title, I was supposed to write it for an *th std adult. Now I come to think about it & it strikes me that this was a topic I would've loved to write about all of my life but just dint get the right nuance to pin me. Tonight I dunno which moment or what event or wot colors actually inspired me to.
As I see it, everybody's come a long way from lollipops & candies(not that they still don't fascinate me.. but the philosophical touch..lol). In the two paragraphs I wrote for the original, I did keep stressing on the different colors life put you through.
I'd oodled bout the rainbow, the emotions, the tests that life put you through but termed life as the ultimate epitome of gloriousness.
Very recently sumbody I know real close quoted “ Everyday is a good day & Every time is a good time” & upon that moment & a bit of soul searching(Beep ...Beep..Heavy words not used to using!!) I realized,it's true to the very last “S”.
the time a human opens his eyes to witness all the “RGB” to blend with the monochrome that I lovingly call Black & White, we see different combinations of the primary colors to capture beauty even the modernest of gadgets would take an eternity to capture.
The one thing those devices would never be able to do is “Feel” , nd that is the dimension that non-living things would never comprehend or enjoy.
When we talk bout feelings, what is the first thing that comes to the limelight.?! Not wot we are experiencing right now, but I'm talking bout the purity with which we looked at that fan swiveling above us not realizing that this would be sumthing that would provide oxygen & carbon dioxide at the same time.
The Rainbows remind me of one thing “VIBGYOR”..not the colors but “Vision In Big Gigs Yearn Olden Realms”...putting it simply.. the present dwells on the past & most of us cherish them.
In the original I again spawned upon the emotions ranging from when you do sumthing childishly immoral to when your folks promise to get you chocolate later that evening.
It goes through a cycle where you probably get a pencil from a friend of yours at school,claim its been”given to you forever” when questioned by ur folks, advised never to do it again...shouting back..scolded at..still shouting back..grounded...still shouting back..a warning with a cane(which your innocence perceives as “Wouldn't be”)...still shouting back..cane falling..shouting transforming within split milliseconds to tears, not crying to show you are macho...a cold look...burst into tears..not minding..howl loudly...still not minding,....howl louder (a cry the neighbors would call the 100 because of...lol).. Folks give in...the hurt puppy look...folks feel bad....the smile(cute lil innocent devil)...folks ask you “never to do it again...its wrong”...Saying “yes”...Folks turning around...Running behind them showing your sorry face...chocolate promised...deal closed.
The above was a single little situation I think I loved to play & learnt a lot too. I loved the “Love”...te “Glory”..the “Experience”..the “warmth”...the “Discovery”... Rather the “Lesson Learnt”. This woz a situation I had summarized into two lines(A sentence to be precise) in the original...lol
All the small lil perfect moments in life teach you so much, just that its a lot later that v realize.
To be contd.....
Ajay Padattil
08/12/2009
As I see it, everybody's come a long way from lollipops & candies(not that they still don't fascinate me.. but the philosophical touch..lol). In the two paragraphs I wrote for the original, I did keep stressing on the different colors life put you through.
I'd oodled bout the rainbow, the emotions, the tests that life put you through but termed life as the ultimate epitome of gloriousness.
Very recently sumbody I know real close quoted “ Everyday is a good day & Every time is a good time” & upon that moment & a bit of soul searching(Beep ...Beep..Heavy words not used to using!!) I realized,it's true to the very last “S”.
the time a human opens his eyes to witness all the “RGB” to blend with the monochrome that I lovingly call Black & White, we see different combinations of the primary colors to capture beauty even the modernest of gadgets would take an eternity to capture.
The one thing those devices would never be able to do is “Feel” , nd that is the dimension that non-living things would never comprehend or enjoy.
When we talk bout feelings, what is the first thing that comes to the limelight.?! Not wot we are experiencing right now, but I'm talking bout the purity with which we looked at that fan swiveling above us not realizing that this would be sumthing that would provide oxygen & carbon dioxide at the same time.
The Rainbows remind me of one thing “VIBGYOR”..not the colors but “Vision In Big Gigs Yearn Olden Realms”...putting it simply.. the present dwells on the past & most of us cherish them.
In the original I again spawned upon the emotions ranging from when you do sumthing childishly immoral to when your folks promise to get you chocolate later that evening.
It goes through a cycle where you probably get a pencil from a friend of yours at school,claim its been”given to you forever” when questioned by ur folks, advised never to do it again...shouting back..scolded at..still shouting back..grounded...still shouting back..a warning with a cane(which your innocence perceives as “Wouldn't be”)...still shouting back..cane falling..shouting transforming within split milliseconds to tears, not crying to show you are macho...a cold look...burst into tears..not minding..howl loudly...still not minding,....howl louder (a cry the neighbors would call the 100 because of...lol).. Folks give in...the hurt puppy look...folks feel bad....the smile(cute lil innocent devil)...folks ask you “never to do it again...its wrong”...Saying “yes”...Folks turning around...Running behind them showing your sorry face...chocolate promised...deal closed.
The above was a single little situation I think I loved to play & learnt a lot too. I loved the “Love”...te “Glory”..the “Experience”..the “warmth”...the “Discovery”... Rather the “Lesson Learnt”. This woz a situation I had summarized into two lines(A sentence to be precise) in the original...lol
All the small lil perfect moments in life teach you so much, just that its a lot later that v realize.
To be contd.....
Ajay Padattil
08/12/2009
Wednesday 2 December 2009
Organizing Techno..!!
Technology tends to slow the human pace
Trampling the right chin of the human face
Pleasing natures & the dark side come together
Placing priorities to solve the puzzle a task
Organizations play the employees tune some
Orifices leave the emotions mixed still others
Maybe the processes stall to think too many
Misty seems the path to take but hope floats
Diligently the heart & soul commit to completion
Dillusion would be the talk of the town
Commendable effort say the peers within
Clambering to survive blares the motto to begin with
Ajay Padattil
02/12/2009
Trampling the right chin of the human face
Pleasing natures & the dark side come together
Placing priorities to solve the puzzle a task
Organizations play the employees tune some
Orifices leave the emotions mixed still others
Maybe the processes stall to think too many
Misty seems the path to take but hope floats
Diligently the heart & soul commit to completion
Dillusion would be the talk of the town
Commendable effort say the peers within
Clambering to survive blares the motto to begin with
Ajay Padattil
02/12/2009
Mya..!!
Words fall short to describe this homosapien
“Wit” would mark the begin of this saga
Take life as it comes would intermediate
Twist faith to two sides would indicate trust
Longing to achieve nirvana screams every step
Lasting spirits would still e a half crime
More lovely tropical forest to life's witnesses
Maximum utilization of the digital world
Nothing stops at just the begin for this man
Nimble hopes would take him through the journey
Enthusiasm to laugh his lungs out wouldn't deny
“No!!” & “Sshh !!” to explore this path bright.!!
Ajay Padattil
02/12/2009
“Wit” would mark the begin of this saga
Take life as it comes would intermediate
Twist faith to two sides would indicate trust
Longing to achieve nirvana screams every step
Lasting spirits would still e a half crime
More lovely tropical forest to life's witnesses
Maximum utilization of the digital world
Nothing stops at just the begin for this man
Nimble hopes would take him through the journey
Enthusiasm to laugh his lungs out wouldn't deny
“No!!” & “Sshh !!” to explore this path bright.!!
Ajay Padattil
02/12/2009
Monday 30 November 2009
This is to meeee..!!
Would I start with uh or Ahem.?!
Would I start with yes or yeah?!
Shall I portray a blast of jeopardy?!
Shall I portray a slingshot of doubtfully.?!
Difference of lasting similes I would say
Difference of lasting flames you would deny
Limitless stamps of distant dreams should shout
Limitless stamps of time dint bray too much about.!!
Lot of hopes to fulfill & can't I.?!
Lot of hopes to sacrifice & will I.!?
This could possibly be the deepest I have written
This could possibly trip or swing my way!!
Ajay Padattil
30/11/2009
Would I start with yes or yeah?!
Shall I portray a blast of jeopardy?!
Shall I portray a slingshot of doubtfully.?!
Difference of lasting similes I would say
Difference of lasting flames you would deny
Limitless stamps of distant dreams should shout
Limitless stamps of time dint bray too much about.!!
Lot of hopes to fulfill & can't I.?!
Lot of hopes to sacrifice & will I.!?
This could possibly be the deepest I have written
This could possibly trip or swing my way!!
Ajay Padattil
30/11/2009
Monday 23 November 2009
Inspiration.. A myth ?!
There are many instances when a homosapien gets ideas, a trail of thoughts, reality strikes back, dream bubble, millions of ions passing an unbelievable amount of adrenaline right through his/her right cerebrum . When is it that he/she realizes it is an inspiration.?!
It, as I said, comes through at different walks of life. Probably when you have a cup of coffee, you wonder as to why can't you just create another helping hand which would save you the trouble.... Viola!! The coffee machine was the result of an inspiration.
Having & Making an inspiration, the word, are two different ends of the same coin.
One end(side) of the coin I'd like to term as an “IDEA”, “ BRAINWAVE” etc.. I've heard “etc” is just a way of portraying you know more than that but actually run outta words....lol.. nevertheless.. An idea is something that you feel outta the blue which could have no connection to what you are currently performing(action) or uttering(speaking).
The other end(side) of the coin I'd like to term as “ TIDARATION”.. Wondering what that word it?! Dat's just my idea taking shape of a tiny collection of alphabets put together randomly o form a symbol of “ Language”. This voyage I would term as an Inspiration.
“ TIDARATION” would encompass the journey from an idea to begin with, all the way to an inspiration, culminating in “ your perception”.. Still confused.??! My definition of “TIDARATION” would plainly be put as “ Take the IDea And make it an inspiRATION !”.
An idea is just the soul of the whole process, the chromosome, the atom. Inspiration is the binding force, the nervous system, the nuclear +ve & -ve. TIADRATION is the physical self, the molecule.
An idea is to you as a pair of Reebok sneakers is to a Sanyasi or Saint. An inspiration would be the path you lead. TIDARATION would reach you to the zenith of your idea becoming a reality as it is to the sanyasi attaining his GOD or Nirvana or Moksh or Deliverance as you may please.
If your idea does benefit another living or non-living entity, don't bury it under the soil waiting for it to sprout someday. Water it, feed it, nurture it...you never know, it probably would bear fruit one day changing the lives of a million souls ( I consider everything has a soul(living & non-living))!!
There are very few times a human being actually gets inspired or witnesses another soul's inspiration which actually gets you down to doing something you wanna do run away from it under the pretense of lack of time.
I'd say, chase your dreams( spelt I-D-E-A), live your dreams( spelt I-N-S-P-I-R-A-T-I-O-N), Inspire(spelt T-I-D-A-R-A-T-I-O-N) coz you never know what comes next.!!
If you are wondering what inspired me to smear this page with my ink.. I met inspiration on a bus.!
A coincidence, destiny, fate, Result of a trail of actions.. call it whatever you'd be inspired to call it.. But alighting a bus at the very last moment, an exchange of language( not this one), a gud homosapien, culminated in this early morning artifact..lol
Cheers!
Ajay Padattil
23/11/2009.
It, as I said, comes through at different walks of life. Probably when you have a cup of coffee, you wonder as to why can't you just create another helping hand which would save you the trouble.... Viola!! The coffee machine was the result of an inspiration.
Having & Making an inspiration, the word, are two different ends of the same coin.
One end(side) of the coin I'd like to term as an “IDEA”, “ BRAINWAVE” etc.. I've heard “etc” is just a way of portraying you know more than that but actually run outta words....lol.. nevertheless.. An idea is something that you feel outta the blue which could have no connection to what you are currently performing(action) or uttering(speaking).
The other end(side) of the coin I'd like to term as “ TIDARATION”.. Wondering what that word it?! Dat's just my idea taking shape of a tiny collection of alphabets put together randomly o form a symbol of “ Language”. This voyage I would term as an Inspiration.
“ TIDARATION” would encompass the journey from an idea to begin with, all the way to an inspiration, culminating in “ your perception”.. Still confused.??! My definition of “TIDARATION” would plainly be put as “ Take the IDea And make it an inspiRATION !”.
An idea is just the soul of the whole process, the chromosome, the atom. Inspiration is the binding force, the nervous system, the nuclear +ve & -ve. TIADRATION is the physical self, the molecule.
An idea is to you as a pair of Reebok sneakers is to a Sanyasi or Saint. An inspiration would be the path you lead. TIDARATION would reach you to the zenith of your idea becoming a reality as it is to the sanyasi attaining his GOD or Nirvana or Moksh or Deliverance as you may please.
If your idea does benefit another living or non-living entity, don't bury it under the soil waiting for it to sprout someday. Water it, feed it, nurture it...you never know, it probably would bear fruit one day changing the lives of a million souls ( I consider everything has a soul(living & non-living))!!
There are very few times a human being actually gets inspired or witnesses another soul's inspiration which actually gets you down to doing something you wanna do run away from it under the pretense of lack of time.
I'd say, chase your dreams( spelt I-D-E-A), live your dreams( spelt I-N-S-P-I-R-A-T-I-O-N), Inspire(spelt T-I-D-A-R-A-T-I-O-N) coz you never know what comes next.!!
If you are wondering what inspired me to smear this page with my ink.. I met inspiration on a bus.!
A coincidence, destiny, fate, Result of a trail of actions.. call it whatever you'd be inspired to call it.. But alighting a bus at the very last moment, an exchange of language( not this one), a gud homosapien, culminated in this early morning artifact..lol
Cheers!
Ajay Padattil
23/11/2009.
Wednesday 11 November 2009
Somehow SMilar..!!
Snapping at the smallest of differences
Smilin at the snappiest of slopiness
Swiftly as I would smiliest of laundering
Sincerely as I would dare swiftness of time
Slantly I would but sincerliest of admit
Slyly I would detour the slantiest of similes
Standing up to the slyliest of similarities
Scorn the mightiest, standiest to tryst
Silliest of linearity but scorniest of inspirations
Saline to the core but the silliest survive
Salvation would tone the salinity of dreams
Silt would solve the salviest of mysteries
Skipping right to the siltest of reality
Smiling would skip the truth of fatality..!
Ajay Padattil
11/11/09
Smilin at the snappiest of slopiness
Swiftly as I would smiliest of laundering
Sincerely as I would dare swiftness of time
Slantly I would but sincerliest of admit
Slyly I would detour the slantiest of similes
Standing up to the slyliest of similarities
Scorn the mightiest, standiest to tryst
Silliest of linearity but scorniest of inspirations
Saline to the core but the silliest survive
Salvation would tone the salinity of dreams
Silt would solve the salviest of mysteries
Skipping right to the siltest of reality
Smiling would skip the truth of fatality..!
Ajay Padattil
11/11/09
Tuesday 10 November 2009
The Blue Liqueur..!!
And the story goes as comprehensible as it can get. This could be probably the only time I can actually understand my own handwriting. No weird ideas, fantasies, situations my human brain can think of today. Probably just the amount i.e. the right amount of everything that inspired my pen to take these notes down.
Today actually felt like the first day at work. Probably Monday blues ( I wouldn't restrict it to the morning). One of those days you actually work a wee too bit towards the end & buy yourself a drink which you totally deserve..but just the right amount ..hehe
I was walking down the memory lane a s soon as I left my empty glass of spirit staring at the cubes of ice & the lemon that adorned the evening.
The wind was just so damn pretty sweet tonite, one of those situations when you actually think Mr./Ms Supernatural force actually asked you what you want & gave it to you.
People say good times are meant to end..but through my eyes, they just leave you with spine tingling memories that you would give up anything in the world for.
This whole write-up is getting too damn philosophical ( as one of my compadres would say..lol). And there are times I can go on writing about the absolutely crappiest topics knowing not where to slam my brakes.
This was one of those days that a human being would love to be in everyday of its life. And as usual I end up writing everything but the thing I intended to.
Started off with a hello to Mr/Ms Supernatural followed by real nostalgic memories of the batter & coconut at home. This did definitely end up with a prank leavin the victim with mixed up feelings first thing in the with open eyes though the sight of the restroom would've been much more soothing..lol
A day of virtual escapades where I grimly tried to inspire a potential nobel prize Laurette to screwin around with karate chops & a feather massage.. Marching up and down with a bearded hero...to disturbing a busy lady. Listening to what Merlin had to divulge..to staring at my empty lemon. Meeting an age old buddy...to walking right back home wid the wind caressing my un-haired head... I guess today was eventful to put it real sober.
I was actually trotting around the office with my shirt buttoned up for one whole day not realising how time slipped right through. Wet myself in the rain, not regretting one bit. Looked at the weather outside...pulling on that stupid stick of mine, paper to say the least. Every moment today just felt like I' d traveled back in time...not too many light years though..lol
And as always, I actually have the TV on, a writing pad...a pen..wondering what an “Audit trail” is..thinking of my next stick..not worried bout how tomorrow sounds..thinking of writin a song but born lazy..loving every sound of that cracker, the visuals of which weren't visible, the shack, the Tiger.
But I'd definitely bow down to the Orange, Peche / Peach & the Curacao blue..!!
Ajay Padattil
10/11/2009
Today actually felt like the first day at work. Probably Monday blues ( I wouldn't restrict it to the morning). One of those days you actually work a wee too bit towards the end & buy yourself a drink which you totally deserve..but just the right amount ..hehe
I was walking down the memory lane a s soon as I left my empty glass of spirit staring at the cubes of ice & the lemon that adorned the evening.
The wind was just so damn pretty sweet tonite, one of those situations when you actually think Mr./Ms Supernatural force actually asked you what you want & gave it to you.
People say good times are meant to end..but through my eyes, they just leave you with spine tingling memories that you would give up anything in the world for.
This whole write-up is getting too damn philosophical ( as one of my compadres would say..lol). And there are times I can go on writing about the absolutely crappiest topics knowing not where to slam my brakes.
This was one of those days that a human being would love to be in everyday of its life. And as usual I end up writing everything but the thing I intended to.
Started off with a hello to Mr/Ms Supernatural followed by real nostalgic memories of the batter & coconut at home. This did definitely end up with a prank leavin the victim with mixed up feelings first thing in the with open eyes though the sight of the restroom would've been much more soothing..lol
A day of virtual escapades where I grimly tried to inspire a potential nobel prize Laurette to screwin around with karate chops & a feather massage.. Marching up and down with a bearded hero...to disturbing a busy lady. Listening to what Merlin had to divulge..to staring at my empty lemon. Meeting an age old buddy...to walking right back home wid the wind caressing my un-haired head... I guess today was eventful to put it real sober.
I was actually trotting around the office with my shirt buttoned up for one whole day not realising how time slipped right through. Wet myself in the rain, not regretting one bit. Looked at the weather outside...pulling on that stupid stick of mine, paper to say the least. Every moment today just felt like I' d traveled back in time...not too many light years though..lol
And as always, I actually have the TV on, a writing pad...a pen..wondering what an “Audit trail” is..thinking of my next stick..not worried bout how tomorrow sounds..thinking of writin a song but born lazy..loving every sound of that cracker, the visuals of which weren't visible, the shack, the Tiger.
But I'd definitely bow down to the Orange, Peche / Peach & the Curacao blue..!!
Ajay Padattil
10/11/2009
Wednesday 4 November 2009
Bidding Adieu.!!
Lastly but not ghastly I'd summarize
Little Joys wouldnt too draftize
Laughin dreams wouldnt now dramatize
Label now & I wouldnt be surprised
Listless buckets of dreams & still to galvanize
Limitless words & frozen to this might
Loveless janitory & stiffness wouldnt shine
Lambda is just another sign of virosity
Lord O Lord forgive me for this sight
Lint & lent, the difference I'd come by
Leaving times goin by would be a misery
Longing signs & by times would be a cacophony
Random words put together from a dictionary
Sounds Insane & I would sign a symphony..!!
Ajay Padattil
04/11/2009
Little Joys wouldnt too draftize
Laughin dreams wouldnt now dramatize
Label now & I wouldnt be surprised
Listless buckets of dreams & still to galvanize
Limitless words & frozen to this might
Loveless janitory & stiffness wouldnt shine
Lambda is just another sign of virosity
Lord O Lord forgive me for this sight
Lint & lent, the difference I'd come by
Leaving times goin by would be a misery
Longing signs & by times would be a cacophony
Random words put together from a dictionary
Sounds Insane & I would sign a symphony..!!
Ajay Padattil
04/11/2009
Tuesday 27 October 2009
Judgmental..!!
Now thats a word iv been toying around since this evening. I dont even know wot this word means,probably the first thing I'm writin with this pen of mine when I pray my soulmates reached home jus fine & he aint sleepin on a “paya” made of pure straw. Now the straw is drawn from pure “pullu” tied together to form a smooth & shallow bedspread, which satin would be too shy to talk bout.
Deviating and coming back to the topic I talked about,getting judgmental isnt a sin,but it kinda affects a human being in a way that it isnt supposed to. It sumhow evokes the conscious self, buried deep within the human & prompts him/her to act as the situation demands.
Listening to the tunes of life would still breathe too much of sarcasm yea..?! When a living being realizes you're being watched, he/she kinda acts accordingly breaching the true essence of individuality. The human is too shy to explore the kid in oneself. By kid, I mean the child,the youth, the freedom,the innocence. If one does feel this within him/her , I guess the world would be a much happier place to stay in.
Let music be a part of it. Let hopes be the soul of it. Let rhythm be the grammatical error (after all who wouldnt love a dance.?!). Let go & let live. Too many 'I's' in the whole leaflet yea.?!
I actually asked a friend of mine to reiterate this word “Judgmental” to me in the evening as I was watchin a movie for the second time. I have absolutely no idea why I'd asked him to remind me of that but one scene stuck to my head & there was only one thing I could think of, and you are reading the ill effects of my memory...hehheh!
Trivial sounds this word,sickening as people say. But the question is how many of us try to stay neutral but get judgmental at one point in life.? Judging a person keeping his/her good qualities as a benchmark seems fruitful,questioning his/her weaknesses & trampling the very essence of existence aint an honour. Look at the strengths of another human being. Absorb or at least trying wouldnt cost your sould. But harping on the weaknesses & tapping it to your advantage (Some people call it POLITICS) wouldn't serve the purpose of life called satisfaction. Short lived triumphs would be a guest in your closet but your wardrobe wouldt consist of only monochromes.
“You did this coz you are built this way” would sound a bugle or ring a bell just coz the person in question doesn't feel the same. A person probably would lay down his/her sword someday & say its enough only when he/she wouldn't breach the code of liveliness & surrender to pessimism.
Laughter is a challenge,but aint it satisfactory to an extent where “laugh” & “there” collide.?!Learn to laugh at yourself & try to narrow the gap between “You“ & “I”. A publicity stunt.?! Probably!! heheheheh...(It was easier to type that online) , but realize that it aint too difficult to smile.!
Totally deviated from judgmental. But id like to say jus one small lil insignificant piece of literature that would make zilch sense to the normal human medulla oblongatta.
“Try looking within yourself. Laugh at yourself & how many times would you think about laughin at others.?!”
Ajay Padattil
22/10/2009
Deviating and coming back to the topic I talked about,getting judgmental isnt a sin,but it kinda affects a human being in a way that it isnt supposed to. It sumhow evokes the conscious self, buried deep within the human & prompts him/her to act as the situation demands.
Listening to the tunes of life would still breathe too much of sarcasm yea..?! When a living being realizes you're being watched, he/she kinda acts accordingly breaching the true essence of individuality. The human is too shy to explore the kid in oneself. By kid, I mean the child,the youth, the freedom,the innocence. If one does feel this within him/her , I guess the world would be a much happier place to stay in.
Let music be a part of it. Let hopes be the soul of it. Let rhythm be the grammatical error (after all who wouldnt love a dance.?!). Let go & let live. Too many 'I's' in the whole leaflet yea.?!
I actually asked a friend of mine to reiterate this word “Judgmental” to me in the evening as I was watchin a movie for the second time. I have absolutely no idea why I'd asked him to remind me of that but one scene stuck to my head & there was only one thing I could think of, and you are reading the ill effects of my memory...hehheh!
Trivial sounds this word,sickening as people say. But the question is how many of us try to stay neutral but get judgmental at one point in life.? Judging a person keeping his/her good qualities as a benchmark seems fruitful,questioning his/her weaknesses & trampling the very essence of existence aint an honour. Look at the strengths of another human being. Absorb or at least trying wouldnt cost your sould. But harping on the weaknesses & tapping it to your advantage (Some people call it POLITICS) wouldn't serve the purpose of life called satisfaction. Short lived triumphs would be a guest in your closet but your wardrobe wouldt consist of only monochromes.
“You did this coz you are built this way” would sound a bugle or ring a bell just coz the person in question doesn't feel the same. A person probably would lay down his/her sword someday & say its enough only when he/she wouldn't breach the code of liveliness & surrender to pessimism.
Laughter is a challenge,but aint it satisfactory to an extent where “laugh” & “there” collide.?!Learn to laugh at yourself & try to narrow the gap between “You“ & “I”. A publicity stunt.?! Probably!! heheheheh...(It was easier to type that online) , but realize that it aint too difficult to smile.!
Totally deviated from judgmental. But id like to say jus one small lil insignificant piece of literature that would make zilch sense to the normal human medulla oblongatta.
“Try looking within yourself. Laugh at yourself & how many times would you think about laughin at others.?!”
Ajay Padattil
22/10/2009
Friday 16 October 2009
Lastin Beliefs...!!
Swift as the drift may seem now
Liftin blisters wouldnt sound too sweet
Saffron is the realm of ravity & I'd Fulfill
Lasting breezes of time I wouldnt foresee
Stiffen the Realization of swamp I'd say
Laughin things away sounds an epitome
Synergy doesnt make too much sense & stole
Pronounciations wouldnt hold too much label
Symptoms of slackness I would foresee
Lisp would be a thing and default
Silk would be a material to distant with
Long gone was the brazen hopes of silk & staff
Sin wouldnt be too damn irrepressible
Linguistic defers wouldnt trap too many
Sassy wouldnt prove too Chic
Life is me & I aint too proliferate
Ajay Padattil
14/10/2009
Liftin blisters wouldnt sound too sweet
Saffron is the realm of ravity & I'd Fulfill
Lasting breezes of time I wouldnt foresee
Stiffen the Realization of swamp I'd say
Laughin things away sounds an epitome
Synergy doesnt make too much sense & stole
Pronounciations wouldnt hold too much label
Symptoms of slackness I would foresee
Lisp would be a thing and default
Silk would be a material to distant with
Long gone was the brazen hopes of silk & staff
Sin wouldnt be too damn irrepressible
Linguistic defers wouldnt trap too many
Sassy wouldnt prove too Chic
Life is me & I aint too proliferate
Ajay Padattil
14/10/2009
How Many tunes..!?
Somethings in life you cant deny
Bristle sweeps of this time
Sacrifice in all with this start
Beautiful as it may fly...
Sanctity wouldnt be much sly
Bad too much grey & Id fly
Smitten by the glands of this dream & must I
Banished from this stream & you'd cry
Scalped & Jiffyed but time goes by
Blistered swiftly but cant feel dry
Sincerity cant laugh but deny
Bathing forests will but sigh
Silt & Sand would feel & I
Blurry feelings should but why.?!
Swell was this feeling & i'm high
Blow this world & Stiffeth but bright..!!
Ajay Padattil
13/10/2009
Bristle sweeps of this time
Sacrifice in all with this start
Beautiful as it may fly...
Sanctity wouldnt be much sly
Bad too much grey & Id fly
Smitten by the glands of this dream & must I
Banished from this stream & you'd cry
Scalped & Jiffyed but time goes by
Blistered swiftly but cant feel dry
Sincerity cant laugh but deny
Bathing forests will but sigh
Silt & Sand would feel & I
Blurry feelings should but why.?!
Swell was this feeling & i'm high
Blow this world & Stiffeth but bright..!!
Ajay Padattil
13/10/2009
Monday 5 October 2009
Very Savvy.!!
Life is on the sphinx of sodomachity
Land could probably be a heat of the moment
Safety is the smartest of the lot
Security is the leaf of this palette now
Love could be one heavy beautiful dream
Listen carefully to these festivals of welcoming
Sincerity sounds too mellow a theme to decipher
Snarling at these realities would mix a cocktail
Lost in the sweet essence of trifle orange
Leave the mango, tropicality wouldnt suffice
Smoke chokes the very beefing existence
Stark beliefs would definitely pave the truth
Listing things that we've not succeeded at
Lasting feelings wouldnt positivise earth.?!
Ajay Padattil
03/10/2009
Land could probably be a heat of the moment
Safety is the smartest of the lot
Security is the leaf of this palette now
Love could be one heavy beautiful dream
Listen carefully to these festivals of welcoming
Sincerity sounds too mellow a theme to decipher
Snarling at these realities would mix a cocktail
Lost in the sweet essence of trifle orange
Leave the mango, tropicality wouldnt suffice
Smoke chokes the very beefing existence
Stark beliefs would definitely pave the truth
Listing things that we've not succeeded at
Lasting feelings wouldnt positivise earth.?!
Ajay Padattil
03/10/2009
Tuesday 29 September 2009
And Shall I..!!
I was actually thinkin about writin sumthing which would start of as “ Me: I'm Aju.. How u doin today. Mr/Mrs/Ms/ Kumari X: Me doin okie, hope u alrite!”.But then again I guess life isnt too damn complicated to actually script it yea? Jus Wondering if angels & demons exist. Weird Concept, but I guess I can live with the wierdest of stuff you can imagine. Looking at life with my kinda perspective...I guess life is definitely a journey.. People say the world is definitely a small place & spherical oblate too... the earth.!! People come and people go.... Looking back at that official folder that I hold as a folder in my official mail called “ Bidding Adieu” , I would say yes to the fact that life & earth both could be classified as spherical oblate. Askin me for the definition of that word would be an absolute waste of time,coz even I wouldnt be able to summarize it in jus a few pages.
Speakin bout spherical oblate, a sphere would just put me in front of that very diameter that we were speakin bout earlier...or were we.?! To be frank I do not know what oblate exactly means coz sumbody told me it means flattened at the ends which makes no sense absolutely whatsoever..lol....
Angels do exist on earth as well,aint a myth would be more philosophical. The way you look at life defines both of em, Angels & Demons were the two classifications yea.?! How bout a hybrid called “ Angemons”.? Sounds wiered.?!?! It would coz I'm gonna call em “Humans”... Digestion woz sumthing that scientists gave 4 hrs to.! Now Angemons are sumthing that are definitely mortal to speak the least. Imagine if there woz only “good” in a person...Wouldnt life be too boring to live only with perfection.?!? If there is a tinge of “Sin” or the Dark Side, Life would be so much better as long as you don't end up sticking to the “emons” part...lol..
I guess I aint makin ne sense drabbing on this effect yea.?!.. I was actually thinkin of getting sum good music but the sinner in me woulod stop at sumthing which would be clear. Yep ..its the same ol notepad & the pen (black) which you would never find.
I was jus wondering how livin on mas would feel like..! You'v got a friend whos got 4 arms & 6 feet (Sans Hollywood portrayal ..Coz dey show this guy with a huge green head & distorted Feet..lol.). He would be a much better “Human” tan we all were designed to be. Aaaah I guess this whole thing is getting too philsophical huh... (Hurrah! I got that spelling right)...
But if there were Angemons, they've actually got the wings & the spirit to commit a non-grave sin & get away with it : The perfect blend of Mischief.. would kinda summarize em yes?!. Shall I say this ink is killing me mor the essence of this entire nite inspiring me to live on.?!? too many questions in this prose , or shall I say an epithet which which kinda extended itself to the extent of sounding like random thoughts ,senseless nevertheless...lol.
A place on earth where you've got two Angemons listening to each other,placing one before the other,trusting one another, believing in one another,kicking the others butt widout a logical endpoint,loving one another,plannin on panning but end up livin life fot the moment, trading beliefs, “ Looking for more.?!”.... Got u on the last one.... Naa!? Then i'd say God bless and Cheers! (In all senses..lol)
Ajay Padattil
26/09/2009
Friday 18 September 2009
Simple..!!
I alwayz thought i should write sumthing that human beings understand...hehehe..My handwritin is too damn sad,probably why i hid behind this dirty vocabulary of mine. Truly speaking when i started writing this all i could think of was a bit of paper & a pen that i wouldnt find if not. Doesnt sound one bit impressive but what the hell,at 1:00 am in the morning nothing would,not even a bit of bubblegum chewing to damn sarcastic yea.? I havent even thought bout the previous sentence ,coz it surely sounds too absurd to even get close to t\reality. Simple could mean different things,chronologically speakin,as a friend of mine said,aint statin his name coz i guess hes a lil scared of being photographed & appearing on page 3..lol..but when we speak bout Mr. Columbus ( Christopher )(dont even know if dat was his first name),discovered Red Indians,he did know India existed yea.? So who was Vasco Da gama.?!?? interested or Grossed out. I wouldnt ask you to read on...but your wish is my command...thinkin bout whoever invented that piece of the dialogue. Mysterious aint it, The Columbus Part.!! Coming back to simple... you are simple...I am simple...The language is simple...Words are....sentences are....the grammar is...honey is...sugar is....music is....If all these were wot you call simple was there,wouldnt be sumthing called sarcasm & criticism. I'm not even sure of sure if the pronunciations or spellings of half the stuff I'm writing is correct or semantically alright,but is the flow of this pen...? Black ink by the Way. aah I do hear this instrument called the flute playing right now. sounds simple but im sure there wouldnt be one note that i can play right,but to my ears,they just sound so simple & beautiful.
Now we started off at simple,but this thing kinda got outta the way & descended to my stupid thoughts yea.?!?!
Simple could simply be put as something that can be deciphered without a cerebrum actually being in sync with that one small little heartbeat ,without which a human could be reduced to one small little smitten insatiable entity. Now dat previous sentence if i do read tomorrow morning would make absolutely zilch sense to me but still. To put simple in simple terms,it would be sumthing that a human being would read or hear or see & would register in his/her brain as specific digital/analog signals that would stimulate the feeling of satisfaction or a sense of pleasure releasing 1/10th of the dopamine that the brain couldnt criticize. Damn i''m still going into the same trance that i used to write my poems with & saturate the very essence of existence.
I seriously thought that i should en this at one page of the very notepad that your looking for. "Warning": "Caution" -> there is no summary to this COMPREHENSION. No heroes,no heroines,No villains,No relatives,No emotions, No tragedy,No action,No melodramatic Scenes, no Colour, no Dreams, No expectations, No Camera, No Lights, No Cut.... Would that sound Complicated or Plain Simple.?!
Ajay Padattil
18/09/2009
Now we started off at simple,but this thing kinda got outta the way & descended to my stupid thoughts yea.?!?!
Simple could simply be put as something that can be deciphered without a cerebrum actually being in sync with that one small little heartbeat ,without which a human could be reduced to one small little smitten insatiable entity. Now dat previous sentence if i do read tomorrow morning would make absolutely zilch sense to me but still. To put simple in simple terms,it would be sumthing that a human being would read or hear or see & would register in his/her brain as specific digital/analog signals that would stimulate the feeling of satisfaction or a sense of pleasure releasing 1/10th of the dopamine that the brain couldnt criticize. Damn i''m still going into the same trance that i used to write my poems with & saturate the very essence of existence.
I seriously thought that i should en this at one page of the very notepad that your looking for. "Warning": "Caution" -> there is no summary to this COMPREHENSION. No heroes,no heroines,No villains,No relatives,No emotions, No tragedy,No action,No melodramatic Scenes, no Colour, no Dreams, No expectations, No Camera, No Lights, No Cut.... Would that sound Complicated or Plain Simple.?!
Ajay Padattil
18/09/2009
Friday 11 September 2009
Horizon.!!
Hey Look at the Earth now
Placid dreams aint sinnin the vocab
Wouldnt i place me before the world sinisoidal
Swift seems the thing of nature
Laugh all you want but truly
Scanning the sweetness of humans unavoidable
Last but not the least say philosophers
Wouldnt try them lone passengers
Away from d distant dreams blowin away
Literature woz never ever my forte
Developin sacrifices woz too forgiving
Laziness woz alwayz a strife
Livin Life as u wanna not live
Nothing But a draft..d zoo aint the horizon.!
Ajay Padattil
31/08/2009
Placid dreams aint sinnin the vocab
Wouldnt i place me before the world sinisoidal
Swift seems the thing of nature
Laugh all you want but truly
Scanning the sweetness of humans unavoidable
Last but not the least say philosophers
Wouldnt try them lone passengers
Away from d distant dreams blowin away
Literature woz never ever my forte
Developin sacrifices woz too forgiving
Laziness woz alwayz a strife
Livin Life as u wanna not live
Nothing But a draft..d zoo aint the horizon.!
Ajay Padattil
31/08/2009
Wednesday 26 August 2009
Land Me..!!
Life is like a box of chocolates
Lame Excuses aint to lift me
Lonely drifts of life wouldnt surpass
Limitations of this galaxy & beyond
Lasting feelings blatently deny
Listed times wouldnt bear this dream
Life & beyond seems a repetition
Labrynth sounds this vocab & semantics
Lasting feelings blowin napthalene
Laden beliefs wouldnt play a scream
List the things dat youve done rite
Lift me up & prove death I'm god.
Ajay Padattil
20/08/2009
Lame Excuses aint to lift me
Lonely drifts of life wouldnt surpass
Limitations of this galaxy & beyond
Lasting feelings blatently deny
Listed times wouldnt bear this dream
Life & beyond seems a repetition
Labrynth sounds this vocab & semantics
Lasting feelings blowin napthalene
Laden beliefs wouldnt play a scream
List the things dat youve done rite
Lift me up & prove death I'm god.
Ajay Padattil
20/08/2009
Tuesday 4 August 2009
Audacity..!
At Life I wouldn't portray a Sacrifice
D world wouldn't pray one damn bit can dey
Least souls playing d surface of nutrition
Narrowness shouldn't ever sing d plan of infinity
Hard 2 decipher this quartet may think most truly
Laden with glitterati sounds lame enough
Writin epithets were a thing of the past
Blaring cannisters blind the truth and so
Trespassers luv the adrenaline that laughters gotta offer
Celebrations and joys still last 2 forgive
Land this one on me and surrogate
Sense was a thing of the past but audacity holds the key.!
Ajay Padattil
03/08/2009
Thursday 9 July 2009
Immortality.. A Salute!
Trysts with fate aint in comparison
Palaces of dreams play the cacophony
The Rain God still aint too pleased with man
Silent laughter still blasts the spirit
Gentle whispers caress the human heart
Swiftly but slightly speakin amusements
Heal the world was an anthem for a while
Man in the Mirror took a last bow
You are not alone crooned one too many
The dream shall live & so shall we
Immortality is the perception of gods
A human who lives in the heart aint blessed.??
Ajay Padattil
08/06/2009
Thursday 2 July 2009
Bricks of Sand..!!
Stiffness and barrows seem far and wide.
Sarcasm and philosophy string wide and far
Blasting glories speak a word too many
My words were lost sumplace not too far away
Breezy dreamy gusts of wind
Rainy wet smell of the soil
Brings with it a new ray of hope
The sun too far,the heat too low
When this would reach the zenith yet to fathom
Knots and Nots scream the unknown
Blissfull fantasies catch the faster still
Drawn to temptation one too sweet
Bricks of sand solidifies widout a doubt
Illusions of a beautiful minute seems a dream
Infinity is the sound of the present
The image of the present sounds too free.!
Ajay Padattil
02/07/2009
Tuesday 23 June 2009
Hallucinations!!
Picteresque drapes flow smooth & shine
Stifled dreams still burrow deep inside
The kingdom of happiness yet so near
The feeling of insanity sounds pretty clear
A gist of this epic brings with it shallowness
The dreamy winds against cloud differ
So close but yet so near sounds contradictory
Brief conversations light up one & near
A cup of coffee & nicotine believe harmful to sigh
Drifting hallucinations aint whistling clear
Life as a whoile seems real unclear
Right as these words held distinctly near.
Ajay Padattil
23/06/09.
Stifled dreams still burrow deep inside
The kingdom of happiness yet so near
The feeling of insanity sounds pretty clear
A gist of this epic brings with it shallowness
The dreamy winds against cloud differ
So close but yet so near sounds contradictory
Brief conversations light up one & near
A cup of coffee & nicotine believe harmful to sigh
Drifting hallucinations aint whistling clear
Life as a whoile seems real unclear
Right as these words held distinctly near.
Ajay Padattil
23/06/09.
Thursday 4 June 2009
Calamities..!!
Freeze this thing aint the past
Stop these hollow souls from burning
Politics seems to creep into the universe
Lasting experiences shared seem to divulge
Secrecy & Celebacy aint seeming too bright
Calamities of burrowed glasses too sweet
Stand up to the blasting fleet of birds
Calmness in the fire sounds too sweet
Dreary blossoms scare the very existence
Clearly speaking could be the very essence
Production of stiffness troubling mankind
Keep Walking & High sounds Perfect!!
Ajay Padattil
03/06/09
Wednesday 27 May 2009
Live It Again..!!
A Sequel doesnt sound too fruitful
A few Lines cant sum up the picteresque
Scantily breathing thro. the downs bray humans
Bear a smile & Spread it seems benign
The Path talked of seems extremely hollow
'The Feeling could deter you but hang on
A Time for all says the wheel itself
Einstein flunked maths & Still is remembered
Without downs there aint no ups
Face it with your heart & smile up
Life again aint sumthing to just go thru
Live It & Live it Again is wot matters
Ajay Padattil
27/05/09
27/05/09
Move On.!!
Shine Sweet oh sun of mine
Humans playin silent with wasted wine
Stammering on these steps of life & Dry
Kicking out sounds the svelte casket
Windows of fortune seem jus too blind
Burrowing facets of the whirlpool so high
Walking past these tunes so blaring
Shimmering Shadows haunt one too many
The end of the tunnel leaves questions unaswered
The path thro. this become the solutions to the above
The point where you start isnt zenith
The excitement of the downs inspire you to move on.!!
Ajay Padattil
27/05/09
27/05/09
Friday 10 April 2009
Once More..!!
Swiveling dreams haunt one too many
Scattered on the asphalt lie pieces of the jigsaw
A war claim many but souls far & wide
Destiny say some, withered times many others
As you sow, so shall you reap aint the cries
Wallowed trysts with mankind slam the brakes
Step on the gas was a thought alas
Alarming was the sight smashed the cast
Picture perfect survival stammers fate
Laughing out loud, would these humans reincarnate?
Survived with abrasions read the papers
Yet one more, life still aint a mistake
Ajay Padattil
04/04/2009
Scattered on the asphalt lie pieces of the jigsaw
A war claim many but souls far & wide
Destiny say some, withered times many others
As you sow, so shall you reap aint the cries
Wallowed trysts with mankind slam the brakes
Step on the gas was a thought alas
Alarming was the sight smashed the cast
Picture perfect survival stammers fate
Laughing out loud, would these humans reincarnate?
Survived with abrasions read the papers
Yet one more, life still aint a mistake
Ajay Padattil
04/04/2009
To Them With Love..!!
As you see the gushing past winds
So you draw the streaming by dreams
Sitting for all eternity with your back to the wall
Wondering if life pulls you ahead & follow
Neither of you arms willing to handle you
Your stilts refusing to balance your torso
People move on with us to follow
The balance is there & your mind stalls
Freedom from an infinite period of rest
Wishes that these times last but not this way
Well wishers & happiness seems perfect
The reason you were here in this world seems like the reason to live today
Ajay Padattil
04/04/2009
So you draw the streaming by dreams
Sitting for all eternity with your back to the wall
Wondering if life pulls you ahead & follow
Neither of you arms willing to handle you
Your stilts refusing to balance your torso
People move on with us to follow
The balance is there & your mind stalls
Freedom from an infinite period of rest
Wishes that these times last but not this way
Well wishers & happiness seems perfect
The reason you were here in this world seems like the reason to live today
Ajay Padattil
04/04/2009
Sunday 8 March 2009
Deft!
Hasten the pace of scientific dizziness
Safety comes first shout the craze of scantiness
The Rhymes still take me back to a world of pre-school
Later on in life do I realize these inclinations were way too pure
Nothing seems to set on the horizon as to mild childishness
A Journey to roll out as the bus goes from “Gurgaon” too indefiniteness
The prelude with an uncanny uncertainty alighting and boarding at once
An interlude seemingly clichéd with the board screaming “Ballabghat”
The hot sun burning deep a sense of satisfaction so clandestine
A warm siesta pouring free with cries of “Jai Ho!”
Aloft the trance of time as deep as the rabbit hole was I
Awaiting me was the essence of home still afresh
Atop the mountains of bliss I carried on as the clock struck 00:00
A sweet nites sleep gathered warm memoirs of the world zippin by
And then the time came to say goodbye alas
Inevitable but m takin home wid me a smile which is gonna last
Driven to where I held up sanity, starin at the board Gurgaon again
Prancing along wid a can of dew nd glancing at souls seemed just
Lent a handful sheen of atomic particles id call Air
Toxic say some but id say a breath isn’t too costly
The cries of dartmanjan and exotic oils and chaats still ring strong
Noise that should wake me up from a silent tantrum but still
Encore was my spine rested hard on this canvas I rested
Until a score of humans run thru my soul askin me to pick up and offer
Endin up on a beam rite next to the pilot aint soundin too bad
The rumblers en-route my destination ravaged my symphony
Make way for those who alight called my spirit and so I did
Alas my soul disembarks and fights a burnin day
The journey was eventful and yet so calm
The sambar and my spirit feel jus lukewarm!!
Ajay Padattil
08/03/2009
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