My day

skate my way through the crowded streets
and congested traffic of Mumbai
there are so many in the mornings I greet
say hi and goodbye

walking through the resplendent green
feel like the beauty queen
i just looked at the dean
and boy I must say something is happening to my spleen

up and up and up I go
wondering havent lost my way though
hear a voice of the crow
and I felt oh my lord, the shit is gonna flow

the professor then comes and says hello
why is the work going so slow
"sir", I say ," this is a chance for me to grow"
"so i m trying to put it some fancy dough"

then he goes " well suit urself young lady"
"though ur grades look a little shady"
"but dont u worry"
"just keep going steady"

so I said praise the lord
the shark has left the building
and the team just soared and roared
that mumbai indians have amazing fielding :P

thats how is my day
in its own funny way
2 more months to stay
happy and gay

aftermath

feel like this is a pitstop
where i dont wanna stay long
coz reminds of a stuff i wanna drop
feel i aint no more that strong

still feels like i m within a cage
there is so much rage
thought might go down with age
coz i m still putting up a show on stage

wanna throw everything away
and move things right out of my way
just wanna hold something and lay
dont wanna move and dont wanna say hey.

walking in malmo :) my version

walking in the streets of malmo,
over looking the crystal sea water,
feet going inside the soft snow,
a smile and a laughter,

watching people pass by,
reminds of some back home,
gazing at the beauty,
over the atlantic zone,

cant stop admiring,
and exquisitely inspiring,
always freezing,
yet so stunning.

Ray

beautiful is this thing,
i never knew you cud bring,
moments of lovely spring,
under my wing,

i hope it never fades,
coz i love being under ur shade,
rising over the cascade,
glowing like a jade,

amidst this fright,
stealing few moments,
brings a shadow of light,
wakes me from dormant,