Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Metro Diaries-1


“Jahangirpuri ki aur jaane wali metro platform number 1 pe aa rahi hai” Echoed into my ears like god’s prophecy and I rushed towards the metro like a hungry lion towards his pray.

Finally when I managed to get in I looked around for some Red & White award waiting for me inside but sadly there were none.

Sweating, Smelling and all the bad adjectives starting with S my state was awful, I looked around with a desperate face saying please-give-me-a-place-or-else-i-will-shit but couldn’t find any.

“Wanna sit? I don’t wanna anyways” said a guy.

Well this guy, somewhere around 22-23, was looking fucking sad with a bunch of red roses in his hand.

“No thanks” I replied with all the self-respect I could gather but then the guy sitting next to him left and I almost threw my bag first so that no one else could sit there.

Got cozy, again smiled slightly on my achievement.

After sometime, as I was not having my ear plugs and playing song loudly in metro is a “dandaniya apradh”, I thought of starting a conversation with the same guy.

“Hi man I’m Abhishek, I work in TCS” I said stretching my hands towards him for a handshake.

He slowly turned his face towards me and said “Hi, Arnab”.

He didn’t shake hand and I took my hand back and ruffled my hair, like I always do whenever a chick refused such situation, but hell this time it was a guy. I cursed god for such situation.

I was flummoxed to see tears in his eyes.

I’m aware of the fact that I can make children cry with just a look of mine but he was a 20+ yrs old guy so I asked him “What’s the deal man? Are you fine?”

“Nothing much, just left my heart two station back” saying that he again looked away with tears slowly trickling down his face.

“Ahh just another break up, chill mahn.. watch some porn and you will be fine” I said trying to crack some humor

“I can hit you so hard that you will feel the pain for the rest of your incarnations” he replied with a serious face.

I was taken aback and realized it’s not just another break up, then gathered all strength and asked “ I might be a stranger but you can share your pain with me, ignore what I said earlier, you will feel good. Do vent out your frustration”.

“It’s a long story, leave it” He said.

Don’t know what bro feelings I got but I suddenly caught him by his hand and got down at Saket Metro Station and said “See now we have all the time.”

“Are you f@#king crazy?” he said, all irritated.

Somehow I convinced him and took him to the nearest CCD and ordered two coffee of my choice (cheapest one in the menu).

“Yea say” I said with a very attentive face.

“What the f*&k man, what’s the problem with you, are you gay or what?” He said, almost shouting.

“No, nothing like that, not gay seriously” I said showing him some pictures of mine, with girls, in my phone.

“Common now, tell me. You will feel good” I begged.

“Hmm.. ohkk. Not sure but it was somewhere around 3 months back when I met this girl Avantika and then….” He said as Coffee interrupted us.

“Can u hold your horses till the time I will have some sips of coffee” He said

“Yea yea fine with me” I replied and tried to see here and there, acting as if I wasn’t interested but deep inside I was cursing the Coffee idea.

And then after some sips he started again…………………

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

My last cigarette

A simple poem struck into my mind

Into my mind, as I finished my last cigarette.



Fell for your fallacious smile, was vicious enough for this love pumping heart

Thought I, as I finished my last cigarette.



Metaphorically you’re like an Iron removing the stubborn creases from my life

Like a cute testimony I wrote as I finished my last cigarette.



Like a short dream of your siesta which you forget when you wake up

Like a breeze ruffling your hair, I proved my inconspicuous presence

And I smiled on my stupidity as I finished my last cigarette.



Eschewed these feelings to touch your hands and show you the way while walking together

Killing this whim for a nose fight with you I capitulated to my silly though soothing last cigarette