~::~ Day Dreamer ~::~

~::~ Day Dreamer ~::~

I am a daydreamer

Gazing into yonder

Of flowers that sang

And birds that danced

Leaves playing boomerang

Trees in moonlight basked

 

I am a day dreamer

Of valleys covered in fur

Of honey tasting rains

And animals that converse

Of velvet covered lanes

And zephyr that purrs

 

I am a day dreamer

A magic believer

Of portals and passages

And unseen mystical lands

Of secret encoded messages

And wizards, potions and wands

 

I am a day dreamer

Laying over soft creepers

Peering into green foliage

Of multi-hued deciduous

Forming a panoramic mirage

Of a life vibrant colorful & amorous

I am but a day dreamer

A hopeful migrant, a dream keeper!

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~::~ Is It Love ~::~

~::~ Is it love? ~::~

 

When the best place to be is in someone’s arms

When you’re lost away from all worldly charms

When an intense look gives tummy a somersault

When all emotions seem to be locked up in a vault

Is it love??

 

When a single touch sends across shock waves

When togetherness is all your heart craves

When everything loses colour in their absence

When even the sanest things, lose out on sense

Is it love??         

 

When the eyes are giddy and mind is numb

Even to minor pleasures your will succumbs

When Music becomes the best friend & lyrics all true

When mind is reeling with feelings blue

Is it love?

 

When nature’s beauty seem like mediocre scenes

When only a feeling of emptiness reigns

When interaction with others seem middling affair

When yearning in memories is all you care

Is it love?

~::~ V-Day Special ~ DumpBox ~::~

For the past 5 yrs. I have been writing a lot on lou lou and more louuveee!!!

This time thanks to Twitter I came up with something Anti-Valentine

Twitter came up with a hashtag of #WorstValentinesGiftIdeas and in the process of contributing me and our Agony-Dude Tonmoy came up with an interesting break up concept.

On the one side where people are proposing, finding and regaling in love, there are some without any. And then there are those who want to break up ASAP but don’t know how to do it (ala Chandler trying to dump Janice in FRIENDS). So in the process of writing insane gift ideas we came up with a perfect concept of dumping.

An online portal from where people can order some stuff that can be delivered to the said person and address expressing the sender’s feelings of hate, spite and of course saving them the awkwardness of telling in person. Remember how to lose a guy in 10 days, here we give you how lose your beau with 10 things!!!

So here we are, coming up with the most goofy idea on the planet – DumpBox (name inspired by DropBox )

People can sign up or login via Facebook/Twitter and order A DUMP BOX – which contains some articles which are definitely not to be gifted for valentines provide the name, address of the person they want to send it to, pay the money and poof! There it is shipped off to the person its addressed to thereby notifying the receiver of the breakup (vile I know but the idea was too insane not to be shared here )

So what would be the contents of this DumpBox you may ask?

Have a look at the below pic to get an insight of a standard DumpBox!!

The senders would also be given an option to create custom box, additional optional items to choose from would be:

Alright I know this is despicable and heartless it would also bring in a horde of hate mail but then what’s life without a little fun! It’s not that we are really starting the service or something!

So that’s our weirdo idea for Valentines!! What’s yours??

2012 in review

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

4,329 films were submitted to the 2012 Cannes Film Festival. This blog had 48,000 views in 2012. If each view were a film, this blog would power 11 Film Festivals

Click here to see the complete report.

~::~ This is How It’s Meant to Be!! ~::~

~::~ This is How It’s Meant to BE~::~

Boy you are my fantasy

You can never really be my reality

I only meet you in my luscious dreams

‘Neath silvery incandescent moonbeams

Long moonlit walks o’er glistening sands

Revelling togetherness, holding hands

Thinking of you, inflame my cheeks

Even if we haven’t spoken in weeks

We’ve known each other for quite some years

And every memory is still crystal clear

The very first time that we ever met

Our myriad conversations I can’t forget

I can’t put a name to the bond we share

Some call it chemistry but I really don’t care

It wasn’t lust as it’s lasted this long

And yet it never seems so wrong

You grow fonder with every passing year

Yet none of these feelings ever disappear

You’ve been there for me like a guiding star

You lifted my spirits whenever I felt bizarre

You have helped me through my highs n lows

Even before I conveyed every thought you’d know

Time and distance may have kept us apart

But I really hope our friendship lasts

I know these feelings are just one way

But I’d rather have you in my life as a friend everyday

You will always remain there in my dreams

Holding hands, kissing ‘Neath moonbeams

Boy you are my fantasy

You can never really be my reality

AND this is how it’s meant to be!!

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~::~ [Book Review] ~ Bankster ~::~

There are some authors whose first book grips you enough to want to go back and read them again & again (the authors I mean). It’s the same for me when it comes to Ravi Subramanian. I have read 3 out of the 4 Banker books that he has written and luckily for me I have reviewed them all (Well am an optimist so I already included this one to the list ) Unfortunately for me Incredible Banker was one book that I couldn’t lay my hands on, the book was released when I was in UK and when I got back I couldn’t get myself to grab a copy. But surely I will read that too and knowing myself well, I might just review the book couple of years after its release

The best thing like about Ravi Sir’s works is they are is not just that it’s about Banking and gives you an insight on all the things that can go wrong/ scams in a bank but often there is always 1-2 characters that you can always relate to. I could relate myself to Swami in “If God Was a Banker” and always hoped I too would someday have a mentor to help me shape my career. When I read “Devil in Pinstripes” I could relate to the corporate politics that were depicted. Unfortunately I dint get a chance to read the Incredible Banker but back again here with “Bankster” I can’t say I could relate to a specific character but if I could I would have pretty much liked to be “Karan Panjabi” and be the one to tie up all the loose ends Ok No! am not going to give out any spoilers. There could be some Late-lateefs out there like me who take their own sweet time to read and review the books.

Banks have always known to be secretive and with innumerable policies and processes. A scam in a Bank can be well hidden and under wraps. You might never even know what hit you. I loved the narration style; 3 cities, a series of murders, 3 stories narrated parallel, with the only common thread being the current affairs involving a bank, couple of murders thrown in with a whole lot of twists and turns. The book can keep you hooked on to it especially if you are a thriller lover. Some sections seemed a little too filmy if I may say so but then if that’s what makes a book good so be it Who cares!! We all love watching movies and we all love reading books. If some authors can get away with being sleazy in books a teensy bit of filmy effect in books caused no one any harm. We have seen books been made into movies and am sure if this one was ever made into one its definitely going to be a top grosser

As always Ravi Subramanian happens to be one of those authors whose books I would definitely read and add it to my book collection and this one goes straight in!

Lastly thank you BlogAdda team for the opportunity to review and unfortunately I am extremely sorry for the delayed review.

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~::~ Book Review ~ Krishna Key ~::~

When I got the email from Blog Adda that Krishna Key is up for review, the first thing that I did was rubbed my hands in glee and registered for the review. Although, I know I am late with my review than usual my joy knew no bounds when I received the confirmation that I am one of the chosen few who get to review the book.

The concoction of Mythology meets fiction has always been a weak point of mine when it comes to picking books. Having read both the books in Shiva Trilogy and feverishly waiting in anticipation of the third, Krishna Key was indeed the very thing would love to lay my hands on. I had read the gist of the story as was posted on the Blog Adda site and it was intriguing enough, but the day I actually laid my hands on the book was the day I started reading the book ferociously and devoured it within 5 days.

Now to the plot and its review – in a nutshell the book is good. It’s definitely something you might enjoy reading. Each chapter begins with an episode in Krishna’s life in first person followed by the current date story. The story started in a very riveting narration and relays the background of the current happenings. The narration is non-linear, in other words the story goes back in forth in many places –not with respect to Krishna’s life and current events, but more in terms of the current events and the incidents leading to them.

There are a huge bunch of twists and turns in the story some predictable and some completely unnerving revelations. The main characters are absolutely endearing, the narration of the serial killer and his Teacher completely ruthless and the killings – a tad brutal but deservingly so. The connection of Krishna’s Key to the Shiva Temples and the controversial “Tejo Mahalay” or Taj Mahal were completely astonishing, innocuous and yet marvelous.

Now for some criticism (well it’s a review I can’t just write the good things can I ). The characterization and grooming of the serial killer seemed a tad similar to Dan Brown’s Last Symbol. Sorry but yes, the tattoo-ing the body, extreme attention to his fitness and physique were a tad too familiar to overlook. Similarly the presence of a Teacher, with no details of the character revealed except for the gender –guiding and directing the killer in performing his “duties” and carry out the killings were reminiscent in a weird way to The Da Vinci Code. Even the anagram aspect used to create the name of the killer – Tarak Vakil was very Dan Brown-ish. Although the intention might not have been so, sorry to say dear Author but the resemblance is there for all to read.

Overall, I still give Ashwin Sanghi complete credit for all the research done, the narration, the plot – absolutely brilliant. The book is indeed unputdownable, I couldn’t sleep the nights without knowing what happened next. Unfortunately work and professional pressures have kept me from posting this right away. And the forgetful me even wrote the whole review last week and forgot to email it to my gmail so that I could have posted it over the weekend. But nonetheless as the saying goes – Better late than never. Once again thank to BlogAdda for the wonderful initiative and giving me the opportunity to relish a good book.

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~::~ Romance Reminisced ~::~

~::~ Romance Reminisced ~::~

I’m missing the days we spent together

Cuddled up, fingers entwined by the heather

Under the jade moon’s dim light

Stars playing peek-a-boo at twilight

‘Neath cherry blossoms, o’er leafy sheets

Canopy of pinks & whites, a clandestine treat

Resting my head on your chest

And feel your heart flutter away in zest

The rhythmic thud with a skip in beat

Your failed attempts at camouflaging the heat

Inflaming your soft rose petalled lips

Your strong hands curling my hips

Our present, into an oblivion twirled

Fervor arose, unknown to the world

Butterfly touches & feathery kisses

In throes of passion, our silent hisses

With stars twinkling & gossamer moon’s ascent

We lay there lost in love, utterly spent!

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~::~ If Only ~::~

~::~ If Only~::~

If only I could catch the Moon

Tie it with delicate silken threads

Adorn down my slender neck

Whilst iridescent luminosity spreads

If only I could catch the stars

Hold them in a dainty lock

Embellishing my tender ears

Twinkling bright with my walk

If only I could catch the sun

Guild it on a magnificent crown

Gracing my curly russet tresses

Incandescence spreading across my gown

I dream these dreams of yonder

Capturing the colossal universe

Bottled and preserved forever

It’s splendor wrapped in my verse

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~::~ Monochrome Skies ~::~

 

~::~ Monochrome Skies ~::~

Faintly appeared mellow mars

Glowing amidst twinkling stars

Ginormous moon rising afar

Glimmering like a nightly czar

I sat there ‘neath monochrome sky

Overlooking centuries pass by

Awaiting a desire to be fulfilled

Feeble hope continues instilled

As glorious waxing moon builds

Blurry future that I have willed

Burst out in spasms of cry

Whilst the universe laughs wry

Yet again, dusk passes spry

Desires left unfulfilled & dry

My fate that has been led awry

Deprived of any reply

I sat there ‘neath monochrome sky

Overlooking centuries pass by