Posts Tagged ‘love


I only cared..

Pain, agony, melancholy and suffering,

Are what my bare heart echoes.

The sun shines all over, except in me,

I’m all alone, living an uncared life.

Touch your gentle heart just the once,

You would know what I go through.

Sometimes I wonder why not end it all,

But only for the three divine virtues.

You are not cruel, neither are you cold.

If only you open those benign eyes,

And be witness to the desolation I live.

Will you realize I have only cared.


Every good thing has to come to an end. Adios.

So this is it. Today is the day I’ve been waiting for the past one month. Today is my last day as an intern at Percept IBD. I can’t believe its already a month since I joined this place. I tried at over a dozen agencies for a chance to work and show my ‘skills’. Ogilvy, JWT, Rediffusion, Fresh Lime, Fingerprints, I’ve lost count. I walked from one end of Mount Road to the other looking for Saatchi (Which I later found had closed its Chennai base sometime back) , from JWT on Ethiraj Salai to Grey all the way at Chetpet. From Orchard in Alwarpet to Fresh Lime in T.Nagar and back almost the same distance to my final destination at Percept. Boy, what a journey its been, literally. I now know where half the ad agencies in Chennai are. At least I wouldn’t have to walk aimlessly when I’m looking for a proper job one year from now.

Since I have already written about my daily life at Percept in an earlier post I don’t think I have to elaborate much. I guess I’ll straightaway go the point where I am at my desk writing this post wondering what next to write. My last day started off at midnight. That’s when I contemplated writing this post. Half an hour later I began to put my thoughs about the time at Percept into words. But only for the next couple of minutes till the point I hit my recurring blogger’s block. This post thus became a draft for the next 12 hours. I woke up as usual at 8.30, brushed, shat, dressed up, ate  and was in a bus to the workplace by 10. If I haven’t mentioned my bath, that’s not because I forgot but because I felt being the last day a late-night bath would be better. I took my bath at 2 in the morning just before hitting the bed.

It’s almost lunch time here and I’m hungry as hell. Last day doesn’t mean anything special even for lunch. I’ll have to settle with some ‘Sunfeast Pasta treat’, chicken flavor. The chicken ‘flavor’ is the closest I can get to eat something ‘special’. On second thoughts, why am I in a perception that I turn 58 today and today is my retirement day? Bah. My horoscope for today on Times of India says it’s time for me to change and be independent. I agree to that part after all I’ll be independent from my non-existent office duties. But it also says that I may receive exciting news. Is it a matter of coincidence that my horoscope on Deccan Chronicle says that I may get to meet someone special? Well, its been over 2 years since I last saw the person who is ‘special’ to me. Perhaps the ‘special’ person read the poems on this blog addressed to them. God, I have high expectations. What the hell. I don’t want to spoil my last day by expecting something that’s never gonna happen. Still I hate being a pessimist.

College reopens only on the 17th. So I got exactly a week to do all the things that I wanted to do in a month long holiday. And what would these things be? I have no idea. I do have at least 7 movies waiting to be watched on my comp. But then I’m someone who took 6 full months to watch Casino Royale. Computer games, you may ask. Try telling that to my comp. The ancient machine starts whining the moment a harmless flash app on Facebook like ‘Word Challenge’ is played. Makes me wanna murder my friend who’s got a GPU worth 32 grand. Luckily my P4 has no problem when it comes to Mafia Wars unfortunately complementing my addiction for a browser game. The same friend who’s rich enough to own a 32 grand GPU had refused to play Mafia Wars citing poor ‘graphics’. No I don’t want to murder the guy, I just want to burn down his comp.

One more week of boredom for college. I say ‘Aane De’.


No, wait a second. I forgot to thank all those at Percept for being nice to me, despite my apparent retardness.

Peace, again.


Priceless is what you be…


Life is what, I never knew,

Nor a clue what love meant.

Till the day you walked in.

Synonym of life, you came to be.

Happy was he, who be your dearest.

Your dearest, I longed to be.


It be your love, I craved for.

Your care I prayed for.

Cherished I, when you be happy.

Ask me what priceless is.

It is not all the riches,

Priceless is what you be.


Not a lot that I wish for.

What I wish for the most,

Is that you be smiling.

And yet, you only reject

If loving you is what a crime is,

Then I be the grandest criminal.





A girl I used to know..

I remember this girl, who I used to know

A long time back, during my happier days.

She was pretty and lovable and charming

I can tell you, she was a treat to watch.

Came a time when something happened

And I would never see her again in my life.

I cried, cried and cried for days and months

Till I realized not one is going to listen.

I wonder if she would be thinking of me

Just as I remember her every other day.

If only I could tell her how much I care

For she showed me what love is like.




Lost are those days of pleasure

All those priceless moments with her

Somewhere in my hopeless mind

Lay the sole remnants of those days

Memories, my only companion

Following me through this journey

Even when fate beckons me

Taking me back to her side

She was the only one pure soul

Whom my heart always echoed for

The whole world seemed empty

Yet, I could see her face illuminated

Her mind, the most beautiful ever

One that felt like came from up above

Filled with innocence and reverence

The only place I found solace

There is not a single day or night,

When her smile fails to shower my thoughts

A fairy-tale smile blessed with treasure

Enchanting the lonely heart of mine…