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

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.

SEX and BLISS in juxtaposition

This is something from home itself.

Let me first introduce u,all with my roommates with whom i share my last
year of Engineering.

'Sameer' guy from Delhi,
'Neerav'(name changed) truly a Rover.Although from Banaras,but he loves to be called from Delhi NCR.You know it makes a nice impression among girls,
when they say "Oh! the chocolate Boy is from Delhi itself wow!!
and he lives very near to Cannaught Place,must be from affluent family."

'Manav'(name changed) from Barabanki(small town near Lucknow).

Manav movie maniac,crazy about his violin.U'll find his desktop
inundated with English stuff "F.R.I.E.N.D.S","Joey"
"I dream of Jinne",almost 50 to 60 GB of english movies.

I sometimes wonders that "Was he really from barabanki or from Las
Vegas?"

He often gets violent when anyone of us even touches his violin.
Truly violent for his violin.



It is only through passage of time that i came to know about his truth.


I was sitting with my roommate Sameer playing a totally strange game
originated by Sameer himself.He used to have nice collection of old
songs in his lappie and he often challenges me to recognize the song
just by reading the inital captions.

Seems boring by description itself, but when u indulge yourself in it
u'll soon realize the fun in it.
i always tried hard to mark my impression in the game.Intially it was
a Gordian knot for me.But gradually i made it with almost 80-90% accuracy
as compared to that of Sameer's.

"Gora- kagaz tha"
www.songs.pk

"Tell me this song."-Sameer

"You've written it incorrectly.It's Kora kagaz tha ye dil mera."

"yeyeye! nice work man"-Sameer.


Soon our third roommate Neerav comes from a birthday party.

Neerav with his groggy tone.
"Hey! harry."- Neerav.

At prima facie we noticed that he had a drink.

A drunkard at teetotallers' house is something unbearable.
His eyes were red and horrifying but still he was the cutest,very similar to the boy in movie titled "LITTE MANHATTAN".


"Hey! listen guys a wall-lizard had peeped into my almirah.
I've seen it in my almirah."
-Manav.

"hahahahah! u mean to say that the lizard lives in ur cupboard."-Neerav

"No! i didn't mean that.What i meant to say that..."
Manav cut his words,soon realize that it's rubbish to argue with him now.

Neerav continues to talk rubbish in his unconsciousness.

"never argue or flout a drunken man" is what has been told to us
we were following this golden rule,smiling and laughing with him.



Manav and Sameer left to complete some of their daily stuff and it was only i that accompanied Neerav.

Soon there was a transform in his behaviour.
He was in deep thinking.Although he was playing with
his newly bought N73, he was thinking somethig else.
And then.....

"I love her."-Neerav.

"What?"

"Yes,Harsh i love a girl."-Neerav.

"And that's why u chose to drink."

"Not,exactly."-Neerav.

He was in his tears when he said that.It was always fun to have a chat with
him.We often chat throughout whole nights make fun of each other.We share every small things with each other.


But it was different today.He was more serious today.

"Who"?

"I don't know her name.But I love her."-Neerav.

"Is she from our college.?"

"No,She studies in Rajiv Ghandhi Istitute of Biotechnology."-Neerav

"And How do u come to know about her?"

"I,saw her today in medical canteen.I chased her,to her college.
Harry!listen she must be living somewhere here, in any of these
Girls Hostel Why don't u ask to your friends about her?"-Neerav.

"How? u don't even know her name."

"Ask,them Whether they know somebody from Rajiv Ghandhi Institute
newly joined,fresher fair looking ,i think she is in 1st year."-Neerav

"Hmm! ok i'll do that.But hey! why don't u search your dream girl on
ORKUT or on FACEBOOK.She must have joined some BioTechnology Community."

"Arey! ha."-Neerav.

He was out of his bed in revulsion as if he had 100 cans of 'REDBULL'.
We soon went to Manav's Desktop.After rigorous searching,we concluded that she is not on Orkut.

"Don't lose heart.i'll inquire about her."

Next morning he took me on his bike to have a glimpse of her lady.
i always hate to be on pillion with anybody.
He warned me that not to tell this to anybody else n i assured him too.
We waited for her for about half an hour.

"There she is........In Blue Denim Jeans"-Neerav.

"My dear friend 4 out 5 girls among them wear Jeans with same color.
Who's your Preeti Zinta."

"One in Pink Top"-Neerav.

"Mast hai yaar!Ekdam kadak... beauty."

"Shut up! i love her."-Neerav.

"Sorry..........."

We then headed to our respective classes.
Throughout that day i was in deep thought...

"When will i get my dreamgirl yaar!!?"

After a exhaustive day in college, i was happy to see that our cook was still
there at our residence and i request him to make a cup of tea.




Soon the door Bell rang.

"Is Manav at home?"-a sweet voiced lass replied.

"Yes! Who is this?"

"I'm his friend,Shweta"(name changed).

"Yeah! go inside."

I'was in bewilderment since she thanked me n entered his room.
I rushed to sameer's room with butterflies in stomach and with more energy.
you know a simple cup of tea make wonders when it is accompanied by beautiful
girls.

"Hey!Sameer look someone has come to meet our Manav."

"Who?"-Sameer.

"Pretty Faced Shweta."

"Oh! So why r u,so excited about it?"-Sameer.

"U know her ?"

"Yeah! she is his friend.She has been his friend for last 2 years."-Sameer.

"U must have told me this.I'm quite happy that atleast one of us have a girl-friend.Wow!!"

"She do have habit of spending weekends with Manav.He told us
that she comes to meet him as she feels as if she is in nirvana with him."-Sameer.

"OH!is this the case."

"Yes! she got Y.D.last year n now she need someone in aegis."-Sameer.

Soon we heard our Neerav's veteran bike.

"Any progress for today."-Sameer.

"No! not yet."-Neerav

Neerav with agog in excitement.
"Hey!how's there? i can smell the aroma in air."

"Shweta,is there in Manav's room."-Sameer.

"Ruk! Hi! kerke aata hu".-Neerav with chirping voice.

We were about to stop him.But he desperately headed towards Manav's
room.I then was discussing what happen in "Operating Systems" with Sameer, as he missed out the lecture today.We were unaware of the fact that Neerav has been peeping through the Manav's door.

"Hey! what r u looking?"

"Shhh! There is some interesting happening inside,see."-Neerav.

"Kya!Yoga Sikha raha hai kya apna Manav usse tension bhagane ke liye."

What we saw next was totally incredible.we saw our Manav had his hand
on her thighs as a maverick.He was touching her as if he was feeling the velvet
touch amid of her denim attire.
He suddenly switch to her face and kissed her.That was a decent move.
But soon he had his hand on her top and UNBUTTON her shirt sadistically.

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I close my eyes and dragged Neerav from there.

"Arey mein to apne Manav ko 'Manoj Kumar' samjhta tha,ye to 'Shakti Kapoor'
Nikla."

Although,I played a cameo in this group as i joined them only in last
year,But those were the best days of mine.


Those of u ,who missed the charm behind the dotted lines have to wait a
little.Something more interesting is being cooked.

sniffer-dog

When you are sharing your experience your views don't let

your emotions get in front of you.Feel free and levitate

your mind above social beliefs,and then only best of

your's will come out.

Alarm rang shattering my dream just before i was about to kiss

my girlfriend,i rubbed my eyes.

It was early in the morning at around 8:00. Alas! i

have to attend a lecture at 8:30.But it's of visiting

faculty mannn... and that's also of some boring what u

call a "Management Information System(MIS)" yhhhhhhhhh...

i sometimes think what's the point in assigning a faculty

for that? When everyone knows u can't get anything from

a teacher for that subject,and when u r half at class and

another half of yours still in bed with beautiful girls

mesmerizing ur dream.....situation gets even worst.

But,i have to say au revoir to her....(But only for time being)

for not to be in that black(Defaulter)list.

i rushed to my rommie's bed tried hard to wake

him for the lecture.He was smiling with his eyes shut and mouth

tightly lipped.i wondered that whether he had smiled ever in

that manner even when he got highest marks in "Compilers".But u know

these girls always give u a good reason to smile.

"Come'on Harry it's too early for me to have all my senses

alive again.What is it?" - Sameer(name changed).

"Don't u know,it's Saturday today and we are having our lecture at 8:30."

"So what?,it's only of MIS and that also of visiting faculty we'll

make a late entry don't u worry- Sameer.

"Will she allow us to make a late entry...?"

"OfCourse yaar! Pooja(name changed) mam is cute and u know she is having a crush

on me. and not only on me she's having the same with so many of

our classmates. Infact on u too."-Sameer.

"Oh! Shut-Up u Horny."

"No, I really mean it,infact she loves u."-Sameer.

"Come'on get out of this bed and i'm going for a bath and by the time i come back

i want u to get off with your daily stuff."

I cleaned my shoes with a braid and got ready by around 8:30.

"Come'on make a quick move"-I yelled.

"haan ruk baal banane de"-Sameer.

"She is not going to see ur hairstyle let's move."

"dude she ain't gonna see my ass either so shud i stop wiping it too."-Sameer.

I laughed,i laughed till i had my heart in my mouth.

"We r already late for the class."

"Don't u worry yaar lets have a race.Let's see Who'll

reach Raounak Sweets first."-Sameer.

"I'm ready".I accepted the challange gracefully.

he was well ahead of me n in order to catch him i tried to run

faster and suddenly a big BOOM.

I fell.i got hurt and to the worst of situation he

was laughing on me.Soon our third roomie was there and in no

time he joined the party too.Unfortunately i was bleeding otherwise

they would have been laughing the whole day.They soon took me

to the doctor for dressing.

"Let's move to the class"-Sameer without a stigma on his face.

"She must be concluding the lecture by now."

"So what,we have a big reason to show."-Sameer.

"What reason".

"Tu chal toh"-Sameer.

We,reached to our class N-302.u know u need to have extra courage

to ask for entering the class when u r late for 50 min.

i know i'm dastard.

"May we come in mam."-Sameer.

Whole class was perplexed.Everyone was looking at us.

I sometimes wonders getting late to the class is a good way

to come into eyes of preety girls. you know the whole stage

is set for you.U just have to ask permission from the faculty

with your baritone and make a smart move to your palce.

Concealing his treacherousness.

"Look mam your best student got hurt,an evil dog bites him"-Sameer

"What!!! u Sameer(Hawa ka jhonka)."

"Be quite there is no other way to register attendance and i don't

want to lose this chance.u know i have given up my date in dreams

for this."-Sameer.

Whole class started laughing.It was enough for me to have brawl with

Sameer, soon i controlled my emotions and joined the party.

"But where from this Bullshit "dog" came into picture?"Really i

didn't have any idea.

"Look mam he got hurt his left hand"-Sameer.

"Is it true by boy?"-mam

"Yeah! (dragging my left hand into picture)look we have to

dressed him up."-Sameer

Oh! She called me her son all my hopes got thrashed!!!!

Soon i realized it's not me it was for my dearest friend.

I replied in taciturn tone.

"Yeah...., yes partially true mam."

"It's true that i fell and he helped me while dressing the wound.

But i don't know from where his doggy comes into the picture."

"No! mam he is liar!We were running for the lecture.Soon a dog

accompanied him and bites him."-Sameer

"Come inside and settle down fast"-mam

We made a fine entry through a narrow door.

We gestured some of our classmates for the attendance sheet,and made

a smart presence.

My Engineering days were inundated with such incidents.i'll share

some of them.