Thursday, February 16, 2012

Evolve > Mutate

A tree stands sturdy, heavy, rigid,
Endures the summers, the winters frigid.
It molded itself to a perfect form,
Housed the birds and fed the worm.
It needs no make-over, keeps no vows,
It simply is, and slowly grows.

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Love is a firebrand

It flares up fast, love at first sight
Surrounding you with light,

The flame, with its hypnotic dance
fills the cold air with sweet fragrance

Encircled by comforting glow
Yet, menaced by dark shadow,

You cling hard to it, for it's dark,
The rain can make it spit and spark

If it drops, it will extinguish.
Filling eyes with tears - Anguish!

Billowing clouds of acrid smoke,
strangling your breath, making you choke.

All that you saw, clear, in your mind,
is gone,  You had sight. Now you're blind.

The ride

Click. Ignition on.
Kick starter thrust down. Gently but firmly.
Piston moves up. Compression.
Decompresser pressed. A hiss.
Kick-through. Momentum.
Gentle Rumbling.
Throttle twisted. Bassy roar.
Gear engaged. Solid thunk. Traction. Torque.
Acceleration. Deepening thump. Racing Heart.
Power. Effortless dominance. Control. Respect demanded.
Wind. Bank and turn.
Complete oneness. You are the machine. No Space, No Time.
Ease off. Descent. Halt.
Steady thump. Aroma of hot metal.
Click. Ignition off. Silence.
Magic lingers.
Walk taller.

I am the very model of a...

With apologies to Gilbert and Sullivan, to the tune of "Modern major general"

I am the very model of an archetypal programmer,
I'm well versed with the CBL and also BNF grammar.
I've memorized the ASCII set, I know by heart the powers dual.
I wake at noon, I sleep at dawn, I dream in formats digital.
I'm very well acquainted, too, with matters algorithmic-al
I code in C and C++, I'm quite familiar with Pascal.
I understand the hardware too, both bleeding edge and obsolete,
My compilations often cause my CPU to overheat.

Chorus :
His compilations often cause his CPU to overheat!
His compilations often cause his CPU to overheat!
His compilations often cause his CPU to overheat!

I've mastered all the math behind the cryptographic modulus,
I know the many operators of the lambda calculus
So whether it's a question of the floating point or integer
I am the very model of an archetypal programmer.

So whether it's a question of the floating point or integer
He is the very model of an archetypal programmer.

I've optimized the slowest code, I've debugged multi-thread deadlock
I've rebooted infinite times, to be the king of overclock
I know about the huffman code, the techniques of Lempel and Ziv
Just ask me, and a lecture on image encoding I will give
I know the work of Knuth and Wirth, of Stroustrup and of Stepanov,
I am in awe of RMS though ESR's not worth my love.
I live mostly in solitude, no contact with humanity,
The online world is my playground, my home and my community.

The online world is his playground, his home and his community.
The online world is his playground, his home and his community.
The online world is his playground, his home and his community.

You may think I am wacky and can ridicule my geekiness,
But this is how in dreary life, I really find some happiness.
In short, in matters of odd syntax, and semantics much odder,
I am the very model of an archetypal programmer.

In short, in matters of odd syntax, and semantics much odder,
He is the very model of an archetypal programmer.

On matters electronic too, I can give you information,
On bipolars and MOSFETS I can make witty conversation.
Of triacs, diacs, SCR's, I'll speak and explain the diode
I'll expound the intricacies of both the cathode and anode
I've dabbled with the analog, the hybrid and the digital,
I'm well versed with the meaning of my measurements instrumental.
I revel in the calculations of currents alternating,
I'm enchanted with fields created by electrons gyrating.

He's enchanted with fields created by electrons gyrating.
He's enchanted with fields created by electrons gyrating.
He's enchanted with fields created by electrons gyrating.

I have created polyglots in two languages, even three,
I've even gone so far as write my very own malloc() and free()
So whether it's a case for a compiler or interpreter,
I am your very model of an archetypal programmer.

So whether it's a case for a compiler or interpreter
He is our very model of an archetypal programmer.

How green is my love

A pastel green, peeks out from a seeds hard shell,
So too, from my heart, as loves dew fell.

Overnight a tender shoot springs, seeking light,
Tenderness - It's love at first sight.

Pushing rocks aside, great might has the stem green,
The force of love, nothing can come in between!

The spreading leaves, light and warmth do nourish,
Passionate embraces, shining eyes, moments to cherish.

Sometimes to grow, as a sturdy tree, tall and old.
Sometimes to wither, in winters cruel cold.

And yet there's the promise of spring
Shades of green, yet again to bring.

Love can ebb, It can flow,
But it's green, always to grow...

Wednesday, January 25, 2012


i gun the throttle
flying like artillery
shooting down the miles

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Sandblasted crystal

While searching high and low,
Going with and against the flow...

I've learned that I need not fear,
for yearning heart or streaming tear...

I fear not dashed hopes or memories faded,
My only dread is a heart, tired and jaded...

Monday, November 21, 2011

Pedestrian dreams

The things of which you spoke,
with cheer when you woke...
Those ideals, many a word,
of strength, of the freedom of a bird...
Of things ever new,
deeds done by few...
In them I'd have been a part,
for you alone dwelt in my heart...
Been a champion for your causes,
Been your strength in your pauses...
Let you on my shoulders stand,
Hoisted you up and shook your hand.
But then my hopes of you were dashed,
In un-spilt tears, sorrow was washed...
Now your dreams are all so jaded,
I've found my peace, your memory's faded....

Monday, October 10, 2011

Eternal friend

On darkest nights, on brightest days,
In midst of work or even plays
Death is quite your dearest friend,
Waits for you at every bend...
On the streets, on highways,
To give you eternal embrace

Friday, October 7, 2011


A sense of peace,
Hands smell of grease...

Metal filings all around,
Screeching noises, grating sound...

Tonight, something or other I make,
Not for anything, but for makings sake

Sunday, August 14, 2011


मैं तो फिर भी खुश नसीब था, कि तेरे प्यार के ख्वाइश मे रोया
तुम बदनसीब को यह खबर तक नही है कि क्या क्या तुमने खोया

कोई बरगद कि जड़ जैसे, गहरी हैं मेरी चाहत
इतने जो हिलते हो, कब मिलेगी तुम्हे प्यार की राहत?

ठुकराते ठुकराते तुम थक जाओगे
अपनाते अपनाते मैं तो कभी नही

रोज़ रोज़ सच्चा प्यार नही पाओगे
अब तो वैसी दुनिया नही रही

For Kim

उड़ते हुए आई थी, उड़ते हुए चल पड़ी
बात जो वह करती है, होती है दिलचस्प बड़ी

कोशिश तो पूरी की, पर कभी उस से आँख न लड़े
यह दिल भी है बेवकूफ़, उम्मीदें रखता है बड़े बड़े

Friday, July 15, 2011


Ek woh bhi din aayega
Aaftabh dhalega mashriq me
Pahaad jhuk jaayega hawa ke jhonke se
Isqh ki tammanna , Ummeed-e-pyaar poori jab hogi
Tanhai mitegi, khwaab jab banegi hakeekat
Us din ka intezaar hai hame

Saturday, June 18, 2011


Actually I need you like a thousand dollars, not a million
Because I need the thousand, I don't need the million

Sunday, May 22, 2011


It is such a pity, but we all are cursed..
Standing knee deep in a stream, we die of thirst.

What we have, we never want...
So simple to love, but we just can't?

We'd think its a pain...
To dance in the rain,

We think we're not free...
Even to hug a tree,

Even a few words kind...
To speak, we do mind,

So sick are we, so mentally ill,
Always choosing the bitter red pill

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Mine, Mine! All Mine!

I need you like I need a hundred million dollars...
I'm not the short ranger, I'm one of those long-haulers.

You've got on board, no getting off on the highway...
You'll never be ignored, If it works out my way

What I could do! With those five score of million...
What I'd give! To have you always, my pillion

Those dollars and your sweet kiss, eventually I'll earn
Not something I really miss, yet habitually I yearn.

Saturday, May 7, 2011


Do I have to spell it out so long, in a hundred words?
Would you harken? Or laugh as if they were silly chirping birds?

You know, and I know that you know,
I'm just asking for the slightest hint to show....

Maybe, being the fool that I am, I'll go ahead and do it again,
This time perhaps a thousand words? Nothing to lose, everything to gain!

Pick one, any one

Maybe, I'm only your option,
But you, are my choice...

Ode to a machine

Spinning in tandem, teeth are locked,
Rigid precision, movements clocked...

Sliding so smooth, and still not slipping,
Freedom of motion, yet powerful gripping...

Rolling and pressing, twisting and lifting,
Slotting and camming, pulling and shifting...

Speed so immense, hardly conceived,
Forces so taut, we're easily deceived...

Accusation of cold lifelessness,
Illusion of rigid inertness...

Yet inside, we're too, the same,
We speak of life, but that's just a name.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Starry starry night

Upon a time, I counted stars,
Gave up counting, because there were too many...
Come this time, I count stars,
But give up because there are too few...

Monday, April 25, 2011

Miss Q, Miss G, Miss T

Oh Ms. T, Ms. T, so preTTy, so peTiTe,
Tiny, a Trooper, so TasTy a sighT...
ThoughTful, a Thinker, TuTor, she wriTes

Ms Q, not Quite Quiet, not Quixotic,
Always a Quizzer, clear Quartz like, and Quick...
Quipper, she cant Quell her Quill

Ms G Ms G, Gigantic heart, so Gentle, FraGile
Go Getter Girl, so Gracious, eyes like Gin, still no Guile

Oh Ms T, Oh Ms Q, Oh Ms G
I sigh!

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Fruity nut

You seek every time the novel,
New ways to pronounce that 'O' vowel.
Smells and tastes foreign...
Everything! you don't want boring.

For that exciter, for that thriller
You'd wander the world from Peru to Manila
But remember, all that strangeness is a killer
Sometimes you're better off with plain vanilla

You've tasted blueberry,
Peaches, and wild cherry
Strange flavors arcane,
Fruits that made you insane...

And yet across the fence,
Are apples (one for tuppence)
So simple, but honestly sweet,
Overlooked, but truly a painless treat.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Darj hai

एक बार तो मुझे आज़मा के देखो, इसमे ऐसा क्या हर्ज़ है?
प्यार मे होता नही है सौदा, न होता कोई भी क़र्ज़ है

यह ज़हर नही है, जाम है, इसे पीने से क्यों डरते हो?
रोज़ रोज़ हम मरते हैं, फिर तुम जीने से क्यों डरते हो?

मेरि ज़ुल्म बस यही है की जो दिल मे है वह हॉट पे आ गयी
तेरी ज़ुल्म तो यह है की तू दिल मे बस गयी, रूह पर छा गयी


All I need from you,
Is for you to need from me.

Saturday, April 16, 2011


First there's the climb...
Then the big fall,
Yet, the landing I don't mind...
I'm a rubber ball!

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Arz hai...

मैं कभी बदलता नही, तुम भी यह जानते हो
पत्थर कभी पिगलता नही, यह तो मानते हो

दिल खोलके बैठा हूं, उम्मीद है भर जाए
गम मिट जाए, ज़िंदगी निखर जाए

मैंने माँगा ही क्या तुझसे, क्यों रखते हो मुझे खामोशी मे?
क्या कुछ नही पाओगे मुझसे? क्या नही थे तेरी आँखें कभी मदहोशी मे?

अगर प्यार ज़ुल्म है तो सज़ा ए इश्क, तन्हाई भी मंज़ूर है
मेरा प्यार, मेरी वफ़ा, यह मेरी शान है, मेरा घुरूर है

मैं चाहता हूं तुझे, और चाहता ही रहूँगा
यह इंतेज़ार की घड़ी को भी सहता ही रहूँगा

Friday, April 8, 2011

It's quite easy

Like falling off a log,
Carrying a feather...
A pleasant jog,
In autumn weather.

What's hard is to stop,
Or be told it never was...
Mind spins like a top,
At incomprehensible loss...

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Life is unfair (remixed)

Yes? No? maybe?
I don't know?
Can you repeat the answer?

You're still the boss of me now
And I'm not so big.
Love is unfair....

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Gammon and spinach

Everything is much lauded, but believe me it's mediocre,
The world is not all bright reds and blues, it's more a dull ochre...

Superlatives are falsehood, things are commonplace, simply average,
You do not wake up to ambrosia, just to a caffeinated beverage...

There are no noble beings, no such thing as peaceful doves,
No unselfish feelings here, no real everlasting loves...

No truth is so precious, no knowledge so deeply profound,
Nature's not kind, it's vicious, all knowing is by perceptions bound...

Nothing you do or say is of any consequence,
The universe is entropic, all meaning is nonsense...

Tuesday, March 29, 2011


I'm not a fan of getting tipsy,
A coke will do, I'll settle for Pepsi...
From all manner of substances,
I keep my distances...
My kind of thrill,
is a screaming internal combustion mill.

Friday, March 25, 2011


Dreamy eyes,
Looking intoxicated...
While you're getting drunk on life,
Would you sip on me a bit?

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Fools gold

Silence -

The hush of ignorance,
Dumb wait for deliverance.

Sullenness of anger,
Mute pangs of hunger.

Speechless apathy,
Passiveness, lacking empathy.

The quieting of sounds normal,
The end of actions mortal.

Purposeless breath,
Muffled blackness of death.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

One and zero

Naught to the aught is naught,
Aught to the naught is aught.
You ought not to take naught over naught,
Or even aught over naught.
That's a simple exposition of a definition,
Of exponentiation and division.
Two tools for the mission,
Of a mathematician.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

One over zero

How do I love you?
Let me count the ways...
But I started counting a long time ago,
And I'm doomed to do so forever!

Tuesday, February 22, 2011


A hammer lies content,
It needs no drive or intent.
It has no point to make,
Just glad of the things that it can break.

Saturday, February 19, 2011


In and out,
Out and in,
Stretching and bending,
Tensing and straining,
Gasping and breathing,
Sweating and burning.
Muscles resisting, Will persisting,
Will resisting, muscles persisting,
Tearing, regrowing, swelling, and showing.
Reaching for perfection, in a vain reflection.

Animal magnetism

My heart leaps up when I behold
A neodymium magnet in my palm:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural curiosity (and magnetism).

Once again

All because of you!


While you speak,
I worship,
Your soul so large,
Your form so lithe,
Eyes so large, as if to capture the whole world.
To hell with the world, you've captured my heart.

Blessed curse

I just wish,
That you are never as heart broken as I was,
But that's not a blessing,
It's a curse,
Because it means, you'll never be so much in love, as I was....


Every word you speak
Every expression on your face
I pretend to myself
That it's about me.

I know I'm foolish, but...
Every word I speak,
Every expression on my face,
You can pretend that it's about you,
You wouldn't be a fool.


Your silence, so white so pure.
Your fair form, shaped like a marble statue,
Your guileless mind, white like polar ice.

So white, so fair, so pure,
Yet a cold heart of stone.

Let me count the ways

I love you, because you are you.
Even if you don't love me, because I am me.
You do love that I love you, and you don't love that you don't love me.
And yet you don't love me, and I don't love that.
You love that you are in love, I love that you are in love.
But you're in love with another, not me, and I don't love that.
You'd love if your love, would love you like I love you.
But he loves you less than you'd love him to love you.
But he loves you less, nevertheless
And I will love you more, for evermore

What you speak of

You speak of strength, but you fathom not it's twin, forbearance,
You speak of pleasure, but you don't know of contentment,
You speak of love, but do you know of her sister kindness?
You speak without knowing, you speak empty words.