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The Void.

He walks on the footpath.Drizzling rains had slowly started to fill up the potholes on the road.He suddenly turned left and entered an alley.Strange smells filled his nostrils ,rotting fruits,mango carps,cigarette butts,pan masala wrappers were choking the drains...'and now the bastards will blame the BMC',he thinks.....The walls were slowly started to get covered in moss.The movie posters looked strangely funny,and some people had torn them in a particular fashion to make them look sleazy.Some boys from the window of the government school stared at them with open mouths,and made some silly comments.....the alley was narrow and so was the world of its inhabitants....He knows this very well.,as he smiles to himself.....
Water dripping from the cement roofs ten feet above him irritates him,and he tries his best to avoid it,pushing his leg in the sludge below.......'Dosen't monsoon make everything gloomy??'...he thinks....A dog passes by hastily ....its fur is matted and there is a strange hairless spot just on his back....'that's how they mark the vaccinated dogs??' he remembers....It slowly moves to the side picks his leg up and takes a leak.....which happens to be on the head of a tattered drunkard...."man,monsoon makes them look filthier.....'he thinks....
The open electric boxes on poles shows a thousand jumbled wires which are soaked in water....children in their torn clothes play cricket with a semi rotten plank......using the pole as the middle stump.....somewhere in the jumble of wires stealing power through the mains...lies the familiar old board displaying the skull and two bones...."beware 22,000 volts,high voltage"......
He walks on.....somewhere ten feet above lies a bright banner.....some strange looking people in white are flashing their teeth....and a huge bow and arrow is displayed against a huge orange backdrop...beside which stands a thin and lean man with aviator sunglasses and a hand raised in total authority....he shrugs...a chai stall seems to be buzzing with activity....an appetizing smell of fried vadas and bhajias seduces him ......and the steam from the black aluminum kettle coats his spectacles in haziness......he wipes them but keeps going on ........
The alley comes to an end....and he suddenly enters the busy street.....the world around him suddenly bloats to unimaginable proportions.......buildings grow taller and loom from the gray sky the footpath is neatly metaled...the cars are swanky and water sprays from the smoother roads.....the multiplex around the corner shows the posters of the latest Hollywood flicks ....children move in disciplined files to their multi storied school without as much a glance to the multiplex......a beautifully lit hotel just receives its new guests.....and another attendant carries a clearly drunk person to his car.......the glass buildings become transparent in the setting sun......execs go on typing vigorously on their computers....he stands there and finally a thing dawns on him as clear as crystal..........
PS-India stands on four pillars;bollywood,politics,oily food and of course cricket.
Moral Of the Story-This may not be subtle at all,but nothing in life is subtle and in fact nothing should be especially when the truth stares blatantly in your face.......and if you think its subtle then ,I call it pure blindness......

Strange Observations.

Have you ever noticed the strange things that are printed behind long books that we people generally use,well,petty as it may seem I have had the strange habit of following the strange facts and sayings that are printed there.......and not just that I have made an extensive study of this stuff........
When I was in class four,I started noticing the printed stuff behind books ,at that time I guess in 1999 and 2000,these book makers started the "millenium" editions and the hundred year calendars were suddenly famous,we kids had a lot of fun just to see on what weekday would we have our birthday in 2078 and similar things......
In class five-six,the trend started to change,the books started to carry the"strange facts" or "did you know?" sections where strangest of facts could be found,for e.g leech has 32 brains,man can float in the dead sea for a year before dying of dehydration and stranger facts..........some boring ones talked of sports like the fastest swimmer on earth or the first person to cross the english channel......others sang of the animal kingdom like a crocodile can regenerate its teeth throughout life or earthworms are blind.........while some chose urban legends...like the no. of TV sets brought in US every yesr or the biggest french fry ever made.........the list is endless......
Then in class seven-eight,came the "environmental"period....book covers carried badly photoshoped images of far off fantasy lands and unimaginable greenery ....the "ecobuddy" concept was born....."take pride you saved a tree today" was printed on the last page and the forementioned crapola was replaced by procceses through which sugarcane product bagesse was used to make paper and how we make the right choice by buying that book,convinently forgetting the inclusion of sugarcane in the plant kingdom and making a chutya out of those who believed that crap.......
Years rolled on the trend was set by the bollywood flick Dhoom....the book covers were adorned with sleek n mean bikes and subsequently cars,,,,some even showed modern state of the art buildings....and a parallel trend generated too....that of bollywood celebrities on book covers......while the writings changed too....info about supercars and superbikes was given along with its engine design..for eg.engine eight cylindered dual layered.1234 rpm,four way hadre axle.........like a student understands all that crap....and with a set of twelve books you got a poster free.........
So far so good....my trendspotting didn't end there.....some random trends are still in...for eg.....nobrl lauretes ,etc..................
But one thing stays the small label behind the book giving the printer's name and the no. of pages..........

MATHS THAT I CAN COMPREHEND.....

Evanescence-punk lyrics=Nightwish

Maiden of Fire

This poem is not quite complete but I felt like leaving it that way.........Don't expect happiness at the end or something......


The sun sets in the distant trees,
Giving way to its last beam,
go to darkness the creeks,
whose green waters betray a gleam.

The creeks are small,
flowing through the rocks and riffs,
on the edge of granite walls,
and plunging down into the lake amidst the dark cliffs.

A melody of Melancholy,
fills the banks of the lake,
An aura is created slowly,
as the maiden of fire comes to wake.

The lake comes to life,
Yellowed by the flames,
starts the eternal strife,
echoed in the maiden's slaves.

She has been there for long,
in that horrible plight,
but now she comes to life,
as she prepares to fight.

The clanks of chains,
Disturb the symphony,
she rises from the plains,
Eyes flashed with agony.

Her scream now forestalls,
and cuts through the merry air,
of masked palatial balls,
and down to the Satan's Lair.

Gleams the lake in the forest,
lost in the music that crowns,
the end of her quest,
The Maiden of Fire forever moans..........

-mAnDaRk

Mandark's Uncertainity principle.

Well!!!I'm not much of a voracious reader of sorts;but certain books which I read always remain with me,so much so that I start to implement somethings from them in my own life.I have always had the strange ability; if you call it ,to retain almost anything I see or read in my memory.(though I remember the things which I completely understand or comprehend on a higher level,but not the ones with even an iota of doubt,hence I always either remember something as a whole or forget it all together,no partial memory in me)Hence,I begin to hate people who (esp.girls or womanlike men) talk in a strange uncertain way.Eg.You know the other day(which day?)I had gone to my cousin's place(where?),I met that guy(who?)and he was like totaly over the place.(what does that mean?).
Its not uncommon for us to meet people who are totaly clueless about things but talk in such a credible fashion that you nearly get hypnotized into believing that they are actually what they potray themselves to be.Many people say that I'm a person who will never take sides,and will be benifited from both(I can't do anything about my neutral stance,being a Libran)..But what people don't see is,how I Still hold on to people I love,though they may taunt me frequently for being with there"enemies"(there is nothing of that sorts,believe me).Enemity is nothing but an outward symptom of deep rooted prejudices.That word seems to me as a very childish one and not what you expect of good people.Furthermore,my neutral stance has never put me into uncertainity as a person,though people thought of me as" one hell o' a confused bastard"(these are someone's words),"a spy"(hahaha...what was I gonna do blow up the Indo US nuclear deal or something?)
I've never held any enemity towards anyone nor do I have any prejudices(racism,castism,regionalism,drugism,smokism.....nothing. Ayan mark this),and that is why I earn good friends wherever I go.Whatever I do or know will always be crystal clear,even as people fart their guts out on troubled waters and get into "coocons"....I have always known what I have to do,and I hope that whatever I do I never get touched by the evil bug of Uncertainity..............Rock on>>>>>>>>>

-mAnDaRk

The Ramakant Effect........

Courtesy-JD n me

This could be my future university......

The knell of destruction

My poetry is nearly always full of graphic imagery,its quite amateurish but makes a good reading I guess.......

The Knell of Destruction.

Prologue:
Dig up the ancient graves,
Summon the necrophiles up again,
The dark lord's slaves,
The dark shadow is casting over.......


The doomsday comes nearer,
Armies join to destroy,
Slaying the Holy flag bearer,
breaking the ancient ploy.

Thunderous cannon balls,
The slashing swords,
The crack of Doom calls,
Upon the slaughtered Gods.

Multitudes of winged horses,
and the decorated elephants,
March over and crush the corpses,
of the ancient millitants.

Dented armor splattered in gore,
The Broken blade never homeword comes,
after killing enemies four score,
lays abandoned on the bloody stones.

Blood flows in the ancient river,
And so do the slain warriors flow,
to Hell ,where they shiver,
from the Devil's defiant glow,,,,,

No new life comes to bloom,
On the burning ground,
saved from the viscious cycle of Doom,
Whose wails the mountains resound,,,,,

Epilogue-
The ancient Man in the sky,
Stares down from his Heavenly throne,
He has forgotten to cry,
The joy has long gone...........


-mAnDaRk

Too alarming now to talk about
Take your pictures down and check it out
Truth or consequence, say it aloud
Use that evidence, race it around

There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
Hes ordinary

Don't the best of them bleed it out
While the rest of them peter out
Truth or consequence, say it aloud
Use that evidence, race it around

There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
Hes ordinary

Kudos my hero leaving all the best
You know my hero, the one thats on

There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
Hes ordinary...................


............................DedicatedTo the Musical genius of kurt cobain and To his Music................

unplugged in new york........

He is not like them ,
and he can't pretend,
The sun is gone,
but he has a light,
He thinks he's dumb,
or maybe just happy.......

humour.......

Customer : Waiter, do you serve pigs?
Waiter : Please sit down sir, we serve everyone.

Lady : Is this my train?
Station Master : No, it belongs to the Railway Company.
Lady : Don't try to be funny. I mean to ask if I can take this train to New Delhi.
Station Master : No Madam, I'm afraid it's too heavy.

The Person who influences me the most...............

Eric Cartman.(South park's "anti-hero)
One of the greatest cartoon characters ever made............though it may seem strange by the look on his face,be rest assured that he will make you laugh like anything.
People ,believe me ;south park is better than the Simpsons......
Here's a little something about him...............

Eric Theodore Cartman, commonly referred to by his family name, Cartman, is one of the four main characters in the animated series South Park (the others being Stan Marsh, Kyle Broflovski, Kenny McCormick). Cartman is voiced by the series co-creater Trey Parker.

Cartman is notably and darkly eccentric, to the point of being extremely evil and often reacts in violent and over-dramatic ways to events. He dislikes and openly expresses his hatred of any race or group of which he is not a member, particularly of hippies, which is the cause of his dislike of Wendy Testaburger, the Jews, which is the cause of his intense rivalry and dislike with Kyle Broflovski, Homeless people, and oddly enough "Ginger Kids". He often manipulates others to meet his own ends (at which he is very skilled) regardless of the consequences, even if it can result in death and destruction. He'll sometimes show kindness to others but only to get something in return or to compensate for some personal short coming.

...Me and my good friends.....

Singhania school for me has been something.......special.........Well people may say that it happens to eveyone and at this juncture such nostalgia is but natural............but who cares about them(i.e fuck those fuckers) .....this is my life and let me live this moment however painful it may seem...........
From being a little eight year old......to becoming seventeen........is one of the best phases in one's life...........Football,rock music,Girls,Clothes......is what most people devote most of their time to..........but at the same time one forms the basis of one's professional carrer(i.e fuck academics)...........
now coming to the point........(stop fucking generalizing)........singhania school is where I learnt the hard way ...that nothing in life comes easy.....although nothing worthwhile has happened in my life...........standing just 5 ft 4 in tall(+2 in with the reeboks)l....and made of mirror cracking material .....Girls were never interested in me....(i.e fuck low self esteem)......but nevermind,,,,,,,,life still goes on.........here i found some of my best friends ...........People like me.......Maniacs....(exception-Ramu)................................................felt like writing something.......about this bunch of idiots(no pun intended,because there is no pun).........................................

The order does not signify my level of liking them or anything....its just random.....(i.e fuck human tendency).........................

1.Hitesh tripathi(the bespectacled boy....the thin and lean one)-
Likes-Rock music,flirting,pretending to be studying,wannabe bejan daruwallah,wannabe
metalhead,talking about past link ups,sexuality,moons of jupiter(seriously),angelina jolie,
etc.
Dislikes-pissing people off,physics,nikhil lalla,homophobes,pop music people,hip hop,sex
education like pep talks frm teachers,etc

2.Ramchandra Upadhya(the spanish sleeper......)
Likes-Sachin Tendulkar,cricket,ambigrams,laughing at fucked up people,irritating people with his nonchalance,soft songs,
Dislikes-Ppl who don't like Tendulkar,Football,metal music,open perverted behaviour,unsolved puzzles,Biology,org chem

3.Rohit saha......(the easily noticable huge person)
Likes-orkut,situational comedy,metal,black,maiden,acting the good boy in front of unknown people,Football,Manchester united fanatic
dislikes-perverts,Fake people,pop and hip hop people,amalan,kali teacher,shanti teacher,Pj's,wannabe punk rockers


That's all from the pic.........more are sure to come in....................stay tuned for me and my good friends-II...................where i will talk about the terrific trio.....................

Fuck Aaj Tak......

Hindi news channels are just not to my taste..........."rakhi ka patta saaf","mahabali khali","one day ka test"....and stuff like that is regularly flashed on these channels..........it makes me go into my what-the-fuck mode!!!!!!
Someone had said long ago.....No news is good news......well....I completely agree......Some semi literate bitch with fake brown hair....talking seriously about "kya aapko lagta hai deepika padukone ne yuvi ke saath sahi kiya?"......and then they show some badly photoshoped images of the celebrities........and some wierd sms numbers are flashed on the screen...."haan"/////"na"..............

What the fuck do we have to do about it..........the other day aaj tak was showing something about rakhi sawant and her fuckall boyfriend......and my neighbour was watching it......not just him alone....the whole family was glued to the idiot box(well..... literally.....).....and then a realization dawned on me.....that shit is shown on these channels..because people are actually interested in it........no wonder movies like "The Namesake" are removed from theatres so fuckin early.....................while SRK.....with his six packs does the dard e disco and takes the country by storm...........though in comparison to the former ....farah Khan's OSO was shit personified........

Another plaint lies in the "news" about Khali,,,,,,,,,,,,well.....he maybe a great bodybuilder....and he sure has struggled for what he is today.........but..."khali ke saath 15 din" and "khali ki dharmpatni" is way too much .........and wasting special reports and time on such shit is purely amounting to nothing but more irritation in me ..........

And the thing that angered me the most was this.....you should never ever do such a mistake........they actually showed carol's nip slip this for a couple of minutes before sensoring it,,,,,,,,,,,,



FUCK AAJ TAK.............