Murphy's Law

Advanced Murphology

As a true dedicated Murphologist, I believe, Anything that can go wrong, will... And anything that goes right probably is a mere bonus, to tell you this is what could have gone wrong! Then again, We try to smile, try to forget whatever has happened, and we comfort ourselves saying hey, Tomorrow could be worse... All I can say is, it just might come true!!!

People have this nice notion of smiling away their sorrows. What a perfectly nice way of demeaning a smile! Really, do you cry everytime you feel too happy? Then again, we never feel too happy! Thats human nature. Its something inside each of us that wants us to be happy all the time. Its a simple trick though.

If you want true happiness, go through pure hell.

You'll appreciate it more...

Well does that stop me from smiling though? Not really. I have several reasons to smile.
Really?

Oh sorry that was the back of my mind butting in. But it does have a point there.

I am not good at convincing but I try to convince myself that I have reasons to smile....

You are definitely happy. I can feel it.

Is that my heart? Thought so. Always raring me to smile. Well people say I have a big heart. I just hope its not too big for itself.

Well, the probability of a good day and a bad day are quite the same. Ahh yes, my forebrain kicking in. It has a point though. It all depends on luck, which always has a the sinister approach of an unbiased coin.

But if I disagree with myself, you ask, how do I call myself an advanced Murphologist?

Well Dont forget the famous corrollary,
"If the Murphy's law can go wrong, it will!"

Ciggy

Ciggy
Waking up everyday just to your memories,
Living everyday in your liquid embrace,
Breathing away moments,
Frittering memories by the hour,
As your love increments,
I am drowning in your power,
The whole world looks so beautiful each time i see your face,
Together we'll travel through each day,
Walk along every cherry lane today,
I know I have nothing to fear,
When I have you Ciggy my dear...

They all hate me but now I have you,
Everyday will be just another day with you,
They say they wont talk me anymore,
They werent probably my friends anyways,
No one care more for me but you....
She's now left me,
she says all i think of is you,
May be that isnt a lie,
now I owe my life to you,

My parents disowned me,
for i didnt give you up,
They gave me birth, Now you raise me up...

You reinvented all my life once more,
My Dearest Ciggy, you make me see life
I wish i could now just see a purpose.....

Missle-pav

Can't you see the blinded eyes yet?
Or did you simply forget?
A date with density,
Probably,
A message almighty,
Definitely,
A state of deep sleep,
A promise too hard to keep...

We woke up to a state of no return,
We woke up only to cry and mourn...
Its too difficult to wake up today,
Too see the sun rise,
Where will my mind sway?
Make these voices go away...
Tell them to come another day,
When I can listen to myself think...

A metro that never sleeps,
Woke up that morning,
To a cutting and some missle- pav!

Its now or never...
Lucky...
I guess...
I really thank my stars,
Im left with only deep scars
That will heal,
And then I can feel,
The city burning beneath my feet...
A double edged knife I live each day,
For its only a Sunday today...
Will I live to see tomorrow?
Thats a hope I will have to borrow,

"Mom I ll come home in the evening!", she looks at me as I speak,
"Son dont make promises you cannot always keep..."

All my blood that spill,
For the price of a cuttingand some Missle-pav!

My mom used to say,
Heaven's where I'll break out into my wings,
Heaven's a place where I can finally sing,
I always wanted to sing and fly,
Its been a dream of mine since for long,
But for today I know where I belong,
I'd still live today
The world beneath my feet,
And wake up each day to a cutting and some Missle-pav!

Women weep,
Fathers cry,
Orphaned Children,
Widowed brides,

A Metro that never sleeps,
Woke up To a cutting and some Missle-pav!

Raju, ek Missle-pav, extra onion marke!

Ed Lithium

O Bummer!

O Bummer

O Bummer!
What did you just inherit...

A world lying in ruins,

A nation shattered to bits,

A world shredded by war,

It seemed unlikely,

Like you will inherit a broken promise,

But you outshone us all,

We are grateful you heard the call,

But perhaps we were too busy to see,

A glimpse of sudden reality,

O Bummer! May be even you may not know how to fix this world up.....

You now shall have to wear the crown of thorns,

For that is the price for power limitless,

To save the world,

All you need is a beautiful heart,

But a might heart,

In throne that you sit,

Is nothing more than a mere liability,

O Bummer!May be even you may have to change your heart.....

Hoping against hope,

You certainly proved,

A million hearts moved,

That nothing is impossible,

Coming to power,

A phoenix,

Rising through the ashes,

You brought forth a new assurance,

In freedom,

In hope,

O Bummer! May be you are what we all were waiting for....

Mr. SinghJi, the Bay has been bombed...... continued

I'd-love-it-from-that-angle Ishaan

Ishaan is a well established film-director in the glamourous and audacious Bollywood. He has worked up his way from scratch- a real life example that a man can come from rags to riches... Well, he knows how to use his riches now... The entire city now burns, people pray, citizens shocked, politicans bray, "What happened today?", "This is such a bad day!", "Honey I am going to work tomorrow, This is Bombay!"
There's Ishaan... walking around, daplling in the debris, groping in the dark, walking amidst a broken palace thinking,

"Hmm... I think I ll let Amitabh play Salaskar!"

Its Krystalnacht, there's a Bombay Flambe, there's a Nigthtmare on the End Street, but there's a different type of a thought in his mind... Ishaan is thinking-

"Why did you wash this blood off from here? It doesn seem realistic!!!"

A memory walk down the corridor, a policeman sits down and weeps... His friend got on to the wrong side of a bullet here. He was a good friend. "A friend in need is a friend inde..." he is about to continue when Ishaan breaks in...

"Exactly how was he killed? I mean shot in the head or the heart? Did he bleed to death here? Has he a family? Were you there with him? What did he say last? Thats not a problem, I can change that!"

The policeman thinks, " I sure wish Kasab was here. I would have given him my gun to finish him off!"

Romeo and Juliet?!

"What? Is this love?", he
thought.

She was pretty. But was she the one he sought?

They were always together. But was that enough?

She was always on the same lines. But they rarely met, their paths hardly intertwined. Why?

Well, once they got really close.

Co-incidence? Fate.

Love? Definitely.

What should I speak? He thought.

Should I hold her hand? He did.

Does she love me as much I do? Definitely.

Is she waiting for me to tell her I love her. Yes.

They were both meant to be together. It was written. Really?

There came another man. Call it co-incidence if you can! But did he matter?

Does it matter if he's more close? Of course! They seemed to drift apart.

Suddenly they never seemed to meet. What Can I do to turn this whole thing around? ? Blank he went, his bleeding heart!

One day it went too far...

What?!

Why does this happen with me? How sad! But even she cried that day, remembering his smile.

Don't go away from me! She whispered. Dont you miss me?

I miss you more than you ever will. But how will I come close to you with him there? Alas!

We need to meet. She cried," We have to!" But how?

Running away from the other guy, they tried. How successfull were they? Not much!

They tried for paragraphs-a-many. Did they get that close?

Not as such!

They could see each other. But someone in between! Why did'nt he mind?

There has to be a way. There has to! But they couldnt seem to find.

He sat dejected. In the middle stood the other guy laughing! Said,"What do you have to say to her?"

"Does it matter?" He asked. How the other man laughed!

Said, "Are you afraid? Ha! You dont even try to go near her."

"I am not afraid." came the reply, "How I wish to hold her sweet hand again!"

"All I wanted to tell her is that I love her. How I Wanted her to be besides me! But now, can she...?"

It was miracle of the strangest sort,

As beautiful as life could have every got,

As they came together,

As they met,

Romeo told Juliet

"We could have never drifted apart!

I knew it deep in my heart"

Juilet, lying in his arms,

spoke softly,

"How could we forget?

No matter how far that we get,

the more we'll love each other.

We'll always be together.

I am as much part of you,

As you are of me.

I'll always be next to you,

How much I need you!

For you complete me...."

Ed Lithium.....

a dedication.....