I don't belong here

A bright blinding light hits your eyes, and whoosh you find yourself in an alien
place. You know if you relax down for just a few seconds, you will find out the
answer to the questions in the mind. But alas! the mind, the mind which has seen
those endless bollywood movie; how can it possibly miss such a chance to ask
the ultimate question:

" Main kaun hoon?"
" Main kahan hoon?"
( All those who aren't familiar with these Godly questions of bollywood movies
here is the interpretation - Who am I? Where am I?)

This is just another race, no let me try a better word - species, of people. They are constantly doing this thing which blows out your senses. The eyes are totally engraved into these thick bundles of sheets made out of the wooden pulp. All these sheets have something tiny scribbled on them. There are some fancy structures made out of lines.

The voices all sound familiar but the things they are talking are again some alien language. The only explanation possible is that they are talking about those scribbled things in those thick bundle of sheets.


So what is someone like me doing in this world of alien thoughts,activities and
talks.[** Creep by Radiohead ~ I dont belong here~]

Probably it is the cosmic conspiracy. I am sure someone is doing this experiment and is very keen on seeing the observations and the results.

One guy would come and start speaking in that unknown language. All others would nod their heads. This must be to tell the speaker to go on. And so would he. The times creeps....creeps.....I think the poor snail would travel few miles in this time. Surprisingly, someone from the listeners would suddenly speak something and the speaker would stop. And once again he would speak...

The time comes and the speaker is finally tired of speaking. No! I think the program completes itself and it has timed out. The group of listener starts moving towards the bunkers. Once again I can see those bundle of sheets lying everywhere.

My head hurts. The nerves scream out loud. It seems it would explode. And my brain would be nothing but a chunk of innumerable small pieces.

I wake up again. Blurry vision...One of the listener is again looking into that thick bundle. I move around the other bunkers. Some more of those listeners are here. All into bundles....bundles ...sheeets....sheets!

"...But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here.........."

The Rush!

For all his life he has driven his car on big empty lanes. He has traveled through so many roads and so many places.He has driven through forests, there have been deserts and sands, there have been fields, and there have been mountains.
He had always enjoyed driving. He had felt the hot dry air in sand on his face. And again he had the wet drops with breeze pushing him. Then there has been no wind, just the warmth of the sun like the mother's love. There has been storms with snow blowing out everything.
It has been cold. It has been warm.It has been hot!

He had stopped wherever he had wanted. To look at the mighty mountains, To stare at the endless stars in the sky , To feel the rain drenching him, To say goodbye to setting sun and welcome it rising. And sometimes just because he wanted to stop and feel everything around him.

Yes, there have been maddening towns. The traffic, the noise, but it has been for small intervals. He has passed with, and sometimes bypassed them totally. He has kept himself to wide open roads!

Then came a might day. The wide road came at a four way. Something sharp pained in his brain. Just for a fraction of a second. It was like it came and went before you can scream!
He shook his head and moved straight!
( Close you eye and imagine this. A wide road meeting at a four way. At the very moment the view goes up and up. Up to the sky, revealing what lays ahead of that wide road)

There were lanes.
There were lanes.
More lanes.
Lanes and Lanes.
So many lanes.
Infinite lanes...

Lanes meeting more lanes.
Lanes leaving other lanes.
Lanes over lanes.
Lanes below lanes.

And there was traffic. Vehicles moving everywhere. Running, rushing, speeding. No lane was without them. All had vehicles running on them.
The maddening rush!

You cant stop. You stop and you are hit from behind.
You have to move...
Move and Rush!

There is one place where you stop - The Red light. Ya everyone stops at one.
But the light timings have been so adjusted. There is not enough time to think what is happening. The moment you try to think over it.

Whoosh there is green...
Move....
Rush....


( The view keeps moving upwards. It shows the maze. You see and see. You see and it is blurred. It is blurred and it disappears!)


PS : Illustration once again by my talented friend Navi.You can visit him here.

Him and Her

Phase One
His eyes are randomly surveying the crowd hanging around. Usual boring stuff,nothing special. As he is about to take his gaze back and shake his head disapprovingly, he checks himself.
Did he catch something....He turns around his gaze again. There is she - This girl. She is really beautiful ,and there is something about her that makes his eyes stick on her face. He starts looking at her everyday for next coming days. But she shows an utter disinterest. She would look away and leave the place he is around. He tries it for few more days but in vain. So he gets upset and irritated,and at the end stops taking interest in her!

Phase Two
He is sitting at his usual place. He feels a familiar feel of eyes staring deep into his eyes from a distance. He comes out of his numb state of mind to look whats bothering him. Thats the same girl looking at him. He ignores her completely.
Next day, same thing happens. There is no smile, there is no feel or invitation in her eyes - Just a blank look, the same he used to give her. Sometimes the yes would lock up, but then again he would remember the old days and ignores her constantly.


Phase Three
He is once again hanging out with his friends. She too happens to pass him by from distance at times.
He would look at her thinking what to do.
She would look at him thinkin what kind of guy he is.
And then both of thm look away and go on with their lives!

Any idea, Any guesses about the Fourth Phase.....?