'Like' at first sight!

I can't guess what's on your mind.
I can't guess how your thoughts unwind.

I don't know what you love to eat.
Wonder if it's veggies or is it meat?

I wonder what kind of books you like.
Is it a car you drive or do you ride a bike?

What is it that makes you smile on a bad day?
When things go wrong, what do you say?

Is it sunshine that you like or is it the rain?
Are you a fighter or one who laments in vain?

Are you the sort who talks on and on?
Are you the type who loves the dawn?

The answers to these won't come on a platter.
But right now, it actually doesn't matter.

For now, however, all I want to say -
Is that a glimpse of you just made my day!

My first poster!

Tangled words!

At times, words just flow out of the pen.
But that doesn't happen every now and then.
Rest of the times, they're just knotted inside,
And untangling them makes it quite a ride.

A casual invite!

Here is the invite I had penned down for a senior. Just a frivolous one, scribbled in a hurry. This was for the cultural night hosted by us for our seniors. :-)

Amidst all the wow's and boo's,
We'll put on our dancing shoes.
Well, there'll be a lot more,
And certainly masti galore.
Just a modest treat to the eyes,
With love, from us, just for you guys.
Hope to see you there,
And tell us how we fare.
See you at the audi at ten,
All you lovely ladies and men.
Culnite '11 is tomorrow,
Wear anything you can beg , steal or borrow! :-P

Remembering you!

The grass is green, the leaves are new,
Here and there, are drops of dew.
But the happy moments are still very few,
And the ones there are, remind me of you.

About me!

A Bong girl with a slightly difficult name,
But otherwise like the rest: just the same.
Born in the city of 'phuchka' and 'mishti doi',
She was brought up amongst Chennai's hoi-polloi.

Loves homemade spicy and tasty food,
Just like any other hosteler would.
Likes to argue when in the mood,
But hates it really when people act rude.

A long time back, used to collect stamps,
Now has a liking towards shades for lamps.
Comics can make her smile anytime,
For a friend, she'd go the extra mile.

Often tries to act the agony aunt,
But there are things she just can't.
Cute little cards she tries to make,
If you're lucky, there'd be one you could take.

She tries really hard to be nice,
But fails when it comes to talking wise.
Dabbles in many things, people say,
But so do others, she too may.

That's all there is about Aritreyee.
The rest, with time, is for you to see.

On Ambitions!

Unless I spread out my wings in the sky,
How do I know how far I can fly?

I wish...

I would’ve never forgotten you.
You were the nicest guy I knew.
Wonder why we parted ways.
I don’t believe what everyone says.

On lonely days, I still think of you;
And the lost memories flash anew.
Wonder where in the world you are
And if you still gaze at that star.

I wish I had known you better.
I wish I had knit you that sweater.

You were the first to mention ‘we’
Then, why so soon, did you leave me?

I wish you hadn't gone to the war.
I wish life hadn’t taken you so far.

Dejected!

My hopes soar as a bird in the sky.
But they say I am just a small fry.
Some day, I will be shown the door.
Like me, there are hundreds or more

A chance almost lost!

Worried and anxious here I sit.
Into or just out of the pit?
How to untangle this mess I wonder.
Did I just make a blunder?
My hopes continue to soar;
Wonder if I should've said more.

The world out there!

In this world of deceit and lies,
There are few profound ties.
In a world where hopes are crushed,
And the voices of the weak, are hushed,
We try to create our oasis of trust,
With the compassionate and the just.
Let our dreams soar, we must,
To make sure our hopes don’t rust.

Gloomy!

I wonder why, I wonder how,
I feel gloomy every then and now!