Friday, March 26, 2010

Love-ly Regale


I sighted a leggy lass
embellished with tress

I wish I could have a limousine
with charismatic ambience of all time

I took her for a din-din
with a ballad to make everything grin

I winked in reverence
as it was my allegiance

I made ensconce for u
as I only finds solace in u

I mesmerized her with my footsie
as it produces the desired ecstasy

I gave scrimping a holiday
for this grand holy-Day

I tried to nibble the meal
so I could get extra time to deal

She thanked me for the gourmet
n i Welcomed her with deep respect

I can't promise u dinner everyday
neither i promise u a diamond ring eachday

All i can promise u is unconditional love
when time gets tough u'll find me in ur perch

I promise i won't be a drone
I will lend my hand to kitchen in adorn

We make our culinary a daily work
to give our muscles a jerk

I promise i accompany u at scullery
n promise u to mend tapestry




n all i can promise is unconditional love


-Harsh Kumar

Monday, March 15, 2010

Luck By Chance


She stood along a pole next to me in Delhi Metro.
Her long hair reminded me of Spaghetti.Though they were slightly dim in color compared to that of her eyelashes as mascara was adding extra charm to them but believe me
they didn't require any sort of embellishment,as nature
had already added frills to them in best possible
way.She had a multimedia cell phone with its
enhancement making its way through her bosom to her
beautiful ears.

As everyone there was watching her with corner of their
eyes,somewhere inside me a tiny baby started dancing in
jollity.Her looks could have detoured any wise man making him totally insane.

I was carrying a pocket dictionary ,a small spiral
diary n of-course 'TOI' to mark words which i think were
completely alien to me.

She sat right adjacent to me and while sitting her elbow brushed mine blowing all my conscience into air.Her
cleavage almost metamorphosed me into a virtual
orgasm state.


'This is the best way to enhance your vocab'.She said.


'Thanks, I think it is the best way to kill time. next
only listening to music(Keeping my torch n FM enabled
1650 deep inside my trouseres pocket
).' Styling in my
own way with my fringe of hair.

'Yes trully said... Hi! I am Ritika(name changed) from
MDI.'

I know when u are from one of those prestigious colleges
u never miss a chance to reveal that out.


'Hi! Harsh... a SoftWare Engineer'.

'Great'...My father used to insist me to become an
Engineer but I protested strongly then.n today i feel
happy for my rebellion.



I tried to show her a Draconian look for that but
could'nt.



'I also wanted to be a 5 star Chef u know Sanjeev
Kapoor was my role model then.But when i put
forward my proposal in front of them they started
laughing.'

'you are funny' she said.With a slight pause 'From Where u did your Engineering ?'


"Bharti VidyaPeeth Pune."

'i have heard about it.It's a nice place n u have a
CCD in your campus na.. n then u have chain of
Richie-Rich who can serve u even at 3'oClock late night
right.'

'yeah! Heaven...i like Sizzling Brownie there.btw how you know all this?'

'One of my friends also did her Engineering from there.
n i have also heard about the stringent marking scheme
there from her.'

'It's true.They r not going to give u marks only because
u r a girl n When it comes to practicals the situation
gets even worse.'



Next ten minutes passed without much fuss.I was
mentally kicking myself for not making best use of
available time which was bestowed upon me by God himself.I
could only manage to look at her with corner most part of my
eyes with only spectacles in my aegis.Her 'Hour-Glass' figure
makes her a perfect future marketing icon for a sugar-free advertisement.
I wished I had an X-RAY type chemical(very similar to one used by SRK in
'BADSHAAH'.Although I strongly beleive he incidently looked 'Twinkle KHanna'
through it) into it so that i can have a view of her viscera.




'Where do u live in Delhi?'

"PitamPura".I didn't ask for her address as I
thought it would add to the boring impression on her.
Although i still curse myself for that.


'RAjiv Chowk' doors will open on the Right .Mind the
gap.'

'Can i have your number?'

'Oh! ya sure...it's 9811xxxxxx.'

'bye!'

Well! i'm still waiting for her to call....carrying that

same SIM card in my wallet with a faint hope that she will call me someday.




P.S. : All my writings are outcome of sheer imagination with a pinch of truth.