Renovating

Jumbled thoughts fencing inside,
How, when, what and why?
Sitting alone facing the sea
Experiencing the dual high tide

Unknown fury dwelling,
Accompanied by a weep
Thoughts maintain their existence
And the mess continues blending

The unnamed emotion peaks
Restless, puzzled and drained
Enclosing the atmosphere
Outside and inside, it finally rained

Awaiting the exertion, I rise
And I gaze at that tide again
With sweet silence and immobility
Untying the mysterious pain

I scream into the breeze
And explodes a splash,
Into the sea and in me
There I am, melting the freeze

That unknown emotion still existing
But here I am, renovating
Still renovating.

-Ady
(1st August,2008)

Atypical Transition

A boy, unnamed
A little ignorant
A little lazy
And a little more than imperfect

Would misplace almost everything
Often himself as well
Very careless and forgetful
Wounded, and again he fell

Towel on the bed
Two different socks a pair
And never on expected time
Disoriented, unorganized and despair

Responsibility lacked existence
And so did his presence where necessary
Unappreciated, humiliated
Usually dazed and hardly merry

Up came the downfall
With sudden forced opportunities
Different city and finally responsibilities
Endeavor he shall

Incomplete approaching completion
Cocoon slowly exploding
Welcome atypical transition
Replace, alter and renewing

A boy, now a little named.

-Ady
(10th June, '08)

Lost Myself

In this complicating cobweb
Caught between the trap of helplessness
An unknown rage is boiling
A different character within, is evolving

The puzzle seems to be easy no more
The glimpse of joy, existing no more
Crawling between the narrow ends
Escape seems to be possible no more

Am I trying to console myself?
Am I trying to hurt myself?
Is this insanity?
Why isn't anything in the sight of clarity?

Inumerable parts of me
Conquering the exterior of me
It's like a coating, an outer-shell
Am I ever going to be let free?

With folks I'm someone
With others a different somebody
It's my loss of individuality
I ask again, is this insanity?

Where am I?
Nowhere.
I have lost myself.
Within myself.

- Ady

The Beginning Of An Initiative

I've always wanted to do this. I always wished to have a huge collection of "HINDI" DVDs with the huge pile of english DVDs overflowing out of my wardrobe! So today I took an initiative towards it instead of deciding to just keep wishing for it forever. Well, as this is the beginning I thought of not injuring my pocket too much, and going with the cheap DVDs from the Moser Baer "HINDI" collection (Except for "The Passion Of The Christ") . Here's a list of DVDs I purchased today (plus a many more to go):

1. Jab We Met
2. Johnny Gaddaar
3. Namaste London
4. Munna Bhai M.B.B.S
5. Dil Chahta Hain
   
6. Vaastav
7. Rang De Basanti
8. Lage Raho Munna Bhai
   
9. Golmaal
10. Josh
11. Fiza
12. Lakshya
13. The Passion Of The Christ
    
14. Kal Ho Na Ho
15. Mother India
16. Yuva

PS - Please ignore the 'weird' ones. I've been trying to figure out myself, why I managed to pick them up.