Be-maqduri

Na mila kijiye is tarah har mod par,
Baar baar humse muskuraya nahi jaata

Thak chuke hain hathayli nam kar-kar ke
Dila humse tujhko rulaya nahi jaata

Nikal jaate hai ajnabi ki tarah pahlu se,
Rundhe gale se unhe bulaaya nahi jaata

Baandhaa karte the sama gaakar jise
Woh nagma ab humse gaaya nahi jaata.

Shama bhi maangne lagi hai keemat aajkal,
Ab humse khud ko jalaaya nahi jaata.

Ctrl+Z

If only life had an Undo button. I could have taken it to the way it was before I met her. The thing is, you can never truly let go. You obsess, you fantasize, then they make you feel the reality, then you become the heart break kid and then you try forgetting her and then you try and find other things and people in your life to move along with. Then someone comes along and in a moment’s weakness, or may be because you identify with the heart break this guy has had, you tell him your story and then, it all comes back. And at around the same time you watch Ghost Town and what the fuck! The wounds are fresh again and you are in pain and you want again for your life to go back to where it was before you met her. And although I picked this line from Ghost Town but it is perfect to explain my situation. If only life had an Undo button.

IIT, IIT, IIT

This post is continuation of the incidents that happened on March 25.

After buying a mobile phone from Rave@Moti, me and Ashish proceeded to the Rawatpur crossing in order to board a tempo for IIT Kanpur. After standing there for 10 minutes and realizing that no tempo wala was willing to go to IIT Kanpur, I thought of an idea. You know the tempowallahs who shout Bada Chouraha, Parade, Swaroop Nagar, Yeh Nagar Woh Nagar et cetera. I thought that if they can shout to attract passengers, why can’t I shout to attarct tempowallahs. So:

Me: IIT, IIT, IIT, IT IT chalega koi IT IT IT chalega koi IIT IT. IIT Le jayega koi?
Ashish: Dood, what the fuck man?
Me: Are, let’s see what happens.

And I kept shouting.People who walked by us looked at me curiously. Some bystanders shook head and Ashish, well Ashish said:

Ashish (pointing at me): I am not with him.
Me: IIT IIT IIT
Ashish (pointing at me): He is not with me.

Some Kanpuriya beauty mistook me for a tempo conductor and came to me

(Beautiful Kanpuriya Girl) BKG: Tempo to hai nahi, kandhe par le jaoge kya.
Me (this came out INEVITABLY): Aap kahiye to god me utha ke le jayenge. Vaise me khud tempo dhoondh raha hoon.

BKG smiled and left. Ashish looked at me with disbelief. Suddenly a tempo wallah parked his tempo across the road. He waved and so I crossed the road to talk to him. No use! He wouldn’t go. So I came back and ashish was nowhere to be found. I looked around and then, a voice I heard, as if from a distance…

Ashish: IIT IIT IT, koi le jayega IT?