BACK TO HELL......

Mr Fucking Asshole.


How does it feel?

To be where you are?

It had to happen,

This day wasn't far..

In your own destruction,

You played a crucial role,

What a well deserved name you got,Fucking Asshole

You tried your best,

To forget the past,

To start afresh,

     and chase heaven at last.....

NOW WELCOME TO HELL

MR. FUCKING ASSHOLE,

HERE ENDS YOUR REALM,

MR FUCKING ASSHOLE,

What you tried to ignore,

Is back somehow...

It knocks on the door,

Won`t you open it now?

DON`T YOU HEAR THE DOORBELL?

MR. FUCKING ASSHOLE

            ON A WAR AGAINST YOURSELF..........

MR FUCKING ASSHOLE

The ghosts of your past,

Or the angels you dreamt,

Someone arrived at last,

Your phone rings again

DON`T YOU HERE THAT SOUND?

MR. FUCKING ASSHOLE

YOUR DREAMS ARE BREAKING DOWN

MR FUCKING ASSHOLE

Can`t guess whose calling,

Who is ringing the bell?

Why being ignorant?

You know them so damn well

ANOTHER,VICTIM OF TIME-

MR. FUCKING ASSHOLE

PRISONER OF YOUR MIND-

MR. FUCKING ASSHOLE

You tried to get drenched,
The day it rained rocks,
Fate played badminton,
Made you the,shuttle cock!

ANOTHER SUICIDE ATTEMPT?
MR. FUCKING ASSHOLE,
ITS A MUTUAL CONTEMPT,
MR FUCKING ASSHOLE

Destiny.Luck. Divine,Success,
Aspirations,Inspirations,Dreams and Progress...
These things won`t be served,
Gotta snatch them away,
Will won`t be preserved,
Getting through is the way,

BECAUSE
LIFE IS TOUGH,
MR FUCKING ASSHOLE,
YOU'VE UNDERRATED IT ENOUGH
MR FUCKING ASSHOLE,

NOW WAITING FOR THE END
MR FUCKING ASSHOLE
FATED TO PRETEND
MR FUCKING ASSHOLE

FROM REBEL TO RETARD
MR FUCKING ASSHOLE
THE WORLD FUCKED YOU SO HARD
MR FUCKING ASSHOLE.

That Every Dream Got Shattered,
All Efforts Went In Vain,
Life Moved On...
But Broke The Heart Again!!

Credits-

DELHI,
GURGAON,
both the APEEJAYS,
both the VMCs,
2012 & 2013

no specific names,
if you thought your name could appear here

then you would have been in my mind
 while writing this,rest assured!you did play
a crucial role in screwing my life in one way or another
 and making me cry someday!!

if you didnt expect your name,either you are not that close 
to me,or you are and didnt hurt me!!

....or you are Pulkit Bhatia!!:p

INDEPENDENCE DAY..............MY ASS!!

AFTER CONSIDERING THE TITLE OF MY POST YOU MIGHT THINK THAT I AM NOT A BIG FAN OF INDIA OR ANTI NATIONAL OR SOMETHING.......IF YOU THOUGHT SO,YOU ARE  ABSOLUTELY RIGHT!....WELL MANY PEOPLE COMPLAIN ABOUT THE COUNTRY AND DONT REALLY DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT......BUT I AM NOT ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE.....I AM GOING TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT MY COUNTRY.....YOU KNOW WHAT?....I WILL TRY TO LEAVE IT ASAP!!:P.....MANY OF THOSE WHO LEFT READING MY ARTICLE FURTHER(AFTER SEEING THE TITLE!) WOULD HAVE CALLED ME A JERK...BECAUSE THEY LOVE INDIA  (I MEAN THATS THE REASON WHY THEY LEFT READING THE ARTICLE DONT YOU THINK?)....BUT I DONT FIND ANY PROBLEM IN DOING THAT,FROM THE VERY BEGINNING WE ARE TOLD THAT WE SHALL SERVE OUR COUNTRY AND SHOULD BE PROUD OF BEING INDIANS,MANY FILMS HAVE ALSO BEEN MADE ON THE SAME TOPIC ....BUT THEN THIS QUESTION ARISES IN MY MIND-

IF I AM AN INDIAN.....I AM AN ASIAN AS WELL....WHY NOT SERVE ASIA?
IF I AM AN INDIAN.....I AM A HUMAN AS WELL.....WHY NOT SERVE THE WHOLE HUMANITY......?

YOU MIGHT THINK THAT  "HUMANITY TO BOHOT ZAADA HO GYA YAAR.....PEHLE COUNTRY KE LIYE TO KUUCH KARLE...." TO WHICH MY REPLY WOULD BE THAT "GADDHO COUNTRY BHEE BOHOT ZAADA NAHI HO GYA? PEHLE STATE KE LIYE KUUCH NAHI KARNAA CHAIYE ?"....AND YOU KNOW WHAT STATE BHEE BOHOT ZAADA  HO GYA ...LETS JUST DO THE BEST WE CAN-FOR OURSELVES AND LIVE OUR LIVES ....WE ALL OUR SEPERATE INDIVIDUALS AND WE ALL OUR ANSWERABLE TO OURSELVES AND OURSELVES ONLY.....LETS FACE IT THAT IF MAHATMA GANDHI OR BHAGAT SINGH WOULD HAVE BEEN BORN IN USA THEY WOULD HAVE SERVED AMERICA ONLY.....BECAUSE THEIR PERCEPTIONS WERE LIKE THAT NOT THAT INDIA MEIN KUUCH KHAAS BAAT THI....NAA THI AUR NAA HAI......NAA KABHI HOGI!!

 JAI HIND 

                                  

--- I AM NOT A POET!--

I WRITE ABOUT THE WORLD,

AND ABOUT ITS LAWS,

DESCRIBING ITS BEAUTY,

HIGHLIGHTING ITS FLAWS,

I WRITE ABOUT SOME PEOPLE,

AND ABOUT SOME PLACES

UNMASKING THE MASKED,

EXPOSING THEIR TRUE FACES

I WRITE ABOUT REJECTION,

AND ABOUT SUICIDE,

BUT I AM NOT A POET,

I KNOW IT DEEP INSIDE!

I WRITE ABOUT LAUGHTER,

I WRITE ABOUT SORROW,

MY FUCKED UP PAST,

NEW HOPES FOR TOMORROW,

I WRITE ABOUT POPE,
A DELUSIONAL CALL,

I WRITE ABOUT DOPE,
HIGH ON ALCOHOL

FROM MY OWN SELF,

TILL WHEN CAN I HIDE,

I AM NOT A POET,

I HAVE NEVER EVEN TRIED

I WRITE ABOUT SOME MEMORIES,

SOME MOMENTS I PREACHED,

MY HEART CRIES ON RECALLING THEM,

NOSTALGIA UNLEASHED!

I`M A FIGHTER,

SURVIVOR TO BE TRUE,

I`VE NEVER LIKED MYSELF,

AND NEITHER WOULD HAVE YOU!

I WRITE ABOUT......

MY BATTLE SCARS ON THE WALL,

MY PATHETIC CONSCIENCE,

MY KINGDOM OF RISE AND FALL

I COME FROM INFINITY,

MY END`S NOT DEFINED

I AM NOT A POET,

MY LIFE IS A RHYME....




CREDITS- 
SHIVAM AND ADITI,FOR CALLING ME A POET!

THIS ONE IS FOR A STUDENT OF MY CLASS

GAALU  MERA  NAAM ,SABKO GAALNA  MERI  DUTY

GAALU MERA NAAM,CHALATAA HUUN SCOOTY

SABKO GAALNA HEE HAI MERI DUTY

LAMBE CHAUDE BANDEY KO,
GAALKAR KAR DETA HUUN CHOTTA,

MY EXPECTED ALL INDIA RANK ,

IS MOST PROBABLY IOTA!

JITNA FAST PADALO,
MUJHE LAGEGAA SLOW,

MAIN TO TUITION DETA HU,

VMC KE FOUNDERS KO!

GAALU MERA NAAM,I DIP BISCUITS IN FROOTI,

SABKO GAALNA HEE,HAI MERI DUTY,

MY NOTEBOOK WILL BE EMPTY,

AND THATS A LAW,

COZ AN IMAGINARY CIRCLE

IS WHAT I DRAW!

I AM SO COOL,

MAIN TO SABKA HERO,

MERE LIYE TO HAR EQUATION MEIN,

D IS LESS THAN 0!

WORLD`S EASIEST THING,
IS TO CALCULATE MY RANK,

COUNT THE TOTAL NO. OF PEOPLE,
WHO GAVE THE EXAM!

CLASS SE PEHLE NEWTON,

CLASS KE BEECH MEIN SLEEPING BEAUTY,

GAALU MERAA NAAM,

SABKO GAALNA MERI DUTY

DONT DOUBT MY POTENTIAL,
IT IS VERY VAST,

EVEN THOUGH HAR EXAM MEIN,
MAIN AATA HU LAST!

MAIN AUR MERA DOST

SHIPS HOTE,TO KEHLAATE TITANICS....

I DISCOVERED IOTA,

HE FOUNDED QUANTAM MECHANICS!!

JITNI VODKA PILAADO NAHI KARUNGAA MAIN ULTI,

GAALU MERAA NAAM,

SAKO GAALNAA HEE MERI DUTY




CREDITS-

GAALU`S PARENTS FOR CONTRIBUTING SO MUCH TO THE SOCIETY
BY BRINGING GAALU IN THIS WORLD!

DIVIJ CHOPRA FOR RECOGNIZING GAALU`S HIDDEN TALENT
 AND BRINGING IT TO LIGHT

ALL THE FANS OF GAALU FOR SUPPORTING ME
(MOSTLY STUDENTS AND FACULTY OF VMC GURGAON)

A SUICIDE NOTE(NOT JUST A POEM)

A SUICIDE NOTE

HELLO EVERYONE,

THE TIME HAS COME,

FOR ME TO GO,

AND ALL OF YOU TO KNOW,

THAT IN THE NEAR FUTURE,

I WILL BE HISTORY,

THIS RHYME OF MINE SHALL SOLVE THE MYSTERY......

GOODBYE MOM,GOODBYE DAD,

AND GOODBYE THE LOVE,

I NEVER HAD....

GOODBYE KITH,GOODBYE KIN,

FORGIVE ME FOR MY EVERY SIN....

I WILL MISS....

MY SCHOOL AND MY FRIENDS

SOME PERIODS HALF BUNKED,

THOSE CLASSES WE DIDN'T ATTEND,

I `LL MISS

COMING LATE & BEING THROWN OUT,

THEN SINGING IN THE CORRIDORS AND FOOLING AROUND

I `LL MISS MY HOME,

MY FAMILY

SOME FRIENDS WHO LOST TOUCH

MY CRUSH ,WHO REJECTED ME

I `LL MISS THE MOMENTS, I GAVE UP HOPE,

AND ALL THOSE TIMES I  TRIED,

I`LL MISS THE DAYS ,SPENT LAUGHING,

AND ALL THOSE NIGHTS I CRIED

BUT LIFE IS A BITCH,

CRUEL ARE ITS WAYS,

GONE ARE THOSE NIGHTS

BLOODY  GONE ARE THOSE DAYS

THE PAST WAS A DRUG

THE PRESENT`S INFECTED

OFTEN LIFE GIVES US,

THE NEVER EXPECTED...

SINCE ITS BEGINNING TILL ITS END,

WITHOUT A CHOICE,

WE ARE DESTINED TO PRETEND...

BUT THIS DAY MARKS,THE END OF MY ROLE,

AS TONIGHT I FINISH THE PLAY AS A WHOLE...

REMEMBER ME AS A QUITTER,

NOT AN INSPIRATION,

SEE ME WITH PITY,

NOT WITH ADMIRATION

NOW ON THE TERRACE,

WITH A BOTTLE OF WINE

HERE I AM

AT THE FINISHING LINE

ABOUT TO HUG DEATH

I HAVE LEFT LIFE BEHIND

THEY`LL SAY I WAS WRONG,

WELL WHO ARE THEY TO DECIDE?

ITS NOT A MURDER,AND NOT ALCOHOL,

ITS NOT A ROBBERY,OF COURSE NOT A FALL...

TO SAY ALL THE THINGS LEFT UNSAID,

FOR KEEPING ME ALIVE AFTER I`M DEAD...

TO FLAUNT SOMETHING SO OBSELTE, 

TO SING A SONG LEFT INCOMPLETE

 ANNOUNCING MY DEPARTURE THIS RHYME I WROTE.....

A RHYME THE WORLD SHALL CALL

A SUICIDE NOTE

---I `M ANONYMOUS--

MOST PEOPLE IGNORE ME,THEY THINK I AM NATURE

MANY FEAR ME,
FOR THEM I AM DENATURE

FOR SOME I DONT EXIST, 
WITH A QUESTION MARK I AM SYNONYMUS

PERHAPS SOME OF THEM KNOW ME,
AND THEY CALL ME ANONYMUS...!

WELL....

I AM ANONYMOUS,
JUST A WRITUP ON THE PAGE,

A MERE VOICE ON THE PHONE,

I LOCKED THE DOOR TO MY OWN CAGE,

AND LOCATION OF THE KEY IS UNKNOWN....

I AM ANONYMOUS,JUST A RYTHM ON A GUITAR,

NOT NOISE,BUT SOME CHAOS,

I CLUTCHED THE THORNS OF MY OWN FLOWER,

AND I CANT FIND THE FIRST AID BOX....

I AM ANONYMOUS,
NOT THE SEA,JUST ITS DEPTH

I STABBED MYSELF IN THE HEART,

AND I DONT KNOW WHERE THE PAIN KILLERS ARE KEPT

I AM ANONYMOUS,
NOT THE DISASTER,BUT ITS EFFECT

NOT FIRE,JUST ITS HEAT 

DESTINY WENT RIGHT,
I HEADED FOR LEFT

AND MY WALK IS INCOMPLETE...

UNSEEN UNHEARD UNKNOWN 

MY TEARS GIVE MY INTRODUCTION

I AM ANONYMOUS

RACING MY WAY 
ON THE ROAD TO MY OWN DESTRUCTION......

LIFE MUST GO ON!!!

LIFE  MUST  GO  ON!!!

YOU DOZE OF IN THE CLASS,FOR THE THIRD TIME IN A WEEK,

VERMA COMES TO YOU,  "GET OUT" SHE SHRIEKS ,

YOU WAKE UP WITH,A SMILE ON YOUR FACE,

YOUR BEHAVIOUR SUGGESTING A SUSPENSION CASE,

BEFORE IT COULD GET WORSE,ON HER FACE YOU YAWN,

SHE SWEARS TO SCREW YOU,BUT LIFE MUST GO ON!!!

FOR THE FIFTH TIME IN A MONTH YOU DIDNT SHOW UP ON YOUR DATE,

SO JAANU FINDS ANOTHER GUY,AND DUMPS YOU STRAIGHT,

DEPRESSED ALL NIGHT,YOU DRINK RED BULL LIKE RUM,

JAANUS WILL GO,SWEETUS WILL COME,

AFTER TONIGHT THIS DAY WIL BE GONE,

ALONG WITH A SHATTERED HEART

LIFE MUST GO ON!!!

YOU ARE OVER JAANU,AND SINGLE AGAIN,

FOR THIS NEW FOUND FREEDOM.

YOU WHISTLE TO A GIRL BY THE LANE

THE GIRL TURNS OUT TO BE YOUR FRIEND`S SIS,

YOUR FRIEND IS FURIOUS,AND DOES`NT APPROVE OF THIS

YOU GO TO APOLOGISE,

HE IGNORES YOU ALL ALONG,

FRIENDS LEAVE YOU BEHIEND

BUT LIFE MUST GO ON!!!

THERE`S THIS GIRL,YOU LOVE LIKE HELL,

SHE`S SINGLE,

BUT YOU ARE AFRAID TO TELL

SHE COMES OVER AND CALLS YOU "BRO"

YOUR HEART BEAT STOPS,YOUR BP BECOMES LOW

THE LOVE LETTER YOU WROTE,

SHALL NOW BE TORN

SHE WILL FIND A STUD,

AND LIFE MUST GO ON!!

YOU DREAMT OF COMING,FIRST IN THE CLASS,

FLUNKED IN THREE SUBJECTS,YOU CAME LAST

PARENTS ARE CALLED,THROUGH THE MAIL

COZ THEIR SON`S GONNA BE , A 10th FAIL!

THIS PHASE WILL ALSO PASS,IT WON`T TAKE SO LONG,

EVEN WITH BROKEN DREAMS,LIFE MUST GO ON

YOU GET SHIFTED TO ANOTHER TOWN,

NEW PLACE NEW HOUSE NEW SCHOOL NEW CROWD

THE ONLY THING ,WHICH IS STILL LAME

IS THAT ITS YOU WHO REMAINS THE SAME

FIRST DAY AT SCHOOL YOU GOT IT ALL WRONG,

THEY THINK YOU`RE AN ASS

BUT LIFE MUST GO ON!!!

THERES ONE THING YOU`VE GOT TO LEARN,

LIFE`S FULL OF TWISTS AND TURNS,

SOON THE PRESENT BECOMES THE PAST,

FORGET SMALL LOSSES,THIS GAME IS VERY VAST,

WORLD`S JOB IS TO MAKE YOU FALL,

SO STAND STEADY AND FUCK THEM ALL

WHERE THERE IS NIGHT,

THERE HAS TO BE DAWN,

EVEN WITH ITS END WRITTEN

LIFE MUST GO ON!!! 

VERMA-MY ENGLISH TEACHER

POEM`S TITLE IDEA BELONGS TO -TUSHAAR RAHEJA

CREDITS-APEEJAY PITAMPURA AND 2012

NEW STANZA-GURGAON