Sunday, 30 November 2014

The Waiting Room

waiting roomHustling, Bustling, Running Undirected,
Overcrowded people, I don't care.
Watching, Running, Breathing aberrated,
All they do is mock me, And I blindly stare.

Listen up, You'll never know,
What happens, Whenever you go.
For I've been in the waiting room for long,
Long enough to write this song.

Looking, Glancing over to the mirror,
Unmanned thoughts, Wandering there.
Thinking, Dreaming, Negative aspirations,
Subconscious says, "That's not fair."

Listen up, You'll never know,
I'm cold, It has started to snow.
For I've been in the waiting room for long,
I can't differentiate right from wrong.

Smiling, Frowning, Emotions so conflicted,
Broken hearts, Beyond repair.
Living, Dying, To be again resurrected,
Oh! That's a daily affair!

Listen up, You'll never know,
I guess it's time for me to go.
For I've been in the waiting room for long,
Hoping you would come along.

Saturday, 29 November 2014

Clean India - A Better India

A country is a diversity of culture, religion, people and all of them together. It is an amalgamation of thoughts, characters, festivals and hearts. But really is the alloy pure, if it has impurities in it? No it is not. This brings upon the concept of purity. We must be pure, in our hearts, in our soul and in our surroundings.

This varied diversity of ours is being polluted with various contamination from the society. Starting from the dumping of daily household garbage to the steady continuous discharge of polluted waters into lakes, rivers and oceans. Not only it creates a filthy atmosphere, nurturing diseases, worms and bacteria but also creates a filthy feeling in the minds of the onlookers. 

"Athithi Devo Vavah." Symbolizing that the Guest is our God, we clean up our house when we are expecting people over, right? Then why not the country where thousands of guests flood in every single day. Is this not our home, our shelter? How can we live in a place so contaminated, let alone our children live here. Striving on the unfinished efforts but a firm dream of the father of our nation, Mahatma Gandhi, our noble prime minister, Narendra Modi has started up this campaign "Clean India". It is not a very big task, if we just keep our house clean, the road in front of our house clean. If everyone in the city does so, the city would be clean in a day. Proper dumping of day to day wastes, keeping the roads clean and keeping the atmosphere clean would not only make the country beautiful but also turn our own self as cleaner and purer.
Many notable personalities have joined this campaign and are striving towards that one goal, a cleaner India. Because this not only would remove the dirt, the garbage but also remove several diseases which are created by stagnant water and germs breeding on the dump sites.

Apart from contributing our own part, we can also raise our voice in support of the campaign against the government officials who are in charge in the municipal corporation and the cleanliness of the city. The prime minister has a dedicated website, through which complains regarding duties of officials can be forwarded. Photographs of places which are unclean can be uploaded over Social media with the hash tag #CleanIndia which is being monitored.

Strepsils has started their part in the Clean India Campaign with Montu. Visit to know how Montu without telling his feelings lands up ins everal situations. Finally he decides to speak up, and the results are amazing. Now its our turn to speak up our opinions because they matter. We cannot remain silent anymore. Follow strepsils at

And Tweet with the hash tag #AbMontuBolega and let your opinions be heard.

Friday, 11 July 2014


changedYou knew you won't be loved,
Appreciation, That's a distant post.
Humiliation comes complementary,
Like the sauce on the duckling roast.
Judged, Condemned.
Thought as a mole.

Doing good? You thought?
Wandered off far,
Midst the company, feeling a star.
And when someone went overboard,
Help was cried, You plunged.
Relief camps after the war.

Who said you to jump?
When it was nothing but darkness?
When you knew it to be so.
And now you cry, Whats the use?
A child from a mother, Which you just stole.
And now that remains, Is a heart with a hole.

Too small a wave, Falls down fast.
A wave too high, Hits the mast.
Go right or go wrong,
Drowning, Goodbye, So far, So long.

Had you pondered over your actions,
Had you taken a little more time,
After all A stitch in time, saves nine.
Would be a scenario else,
Maybe happy, But surely not deranged,
All it would be, definitely Changed.

Sunday, 5 January 2014

Let Her Go...

You know she deserves it, For she is worth,
Lot than you, A whole lot more.
But stuck, her life's drowning,
And she is too far away from the shore.
Save her, You gotta leave her side,
She is wasting away her life, rules abide.

Your love is the poison, That she takes every day,
Digging up her own grave, laying down the hay.

She thinks she is happy, for her thoughts clouded,
And you know, as you see her dying everyday.

She's growing dark, Fading away her glow,
Its best that now you should let her go...

You could never be for anyone,
Spoiled all lives that you touched.
Still hungry for others happiness? Still bent for giving pain?
Don't you think its already too much?

You are the sun, And she, the snow,
Stay and kill her, Or Make her live and go..

You never could be for your parents.
How could you be for someone else?
The pronounced untouchable, The black sheep of the family,
Sitting over shoulders, consuming their wealth.

For you're a leech, That feeds on people happiness,
Spare her, Just let her go!

Sunday, 22 December 2013

Space Bound Tears...

You say "Sleep". All that is left of me,
Is a mystery, A incomplete fantasy.
Maybe something that I need,

Is the warm sunlight weed.

Annihilation is close, The surface is ill,
Lets keep it real, Men Of Steel.
Even if it's hurting inside,
Men of the fucking steel.

The infinite black hole stands,
Sucking through it's hands.
It wants, It rants,

Sucks you in with the bare hands.

Save this star, Back you hold.
Behold, I told. You sold,
Out in the cold,
Me into the cruel world.

Heart-Broken, pierced with a spear,
And now I disappear, 
Through a thousand light years,
With my Space Bound Tears...

Wednesday, 23 October 2013


Goodbye O little one!
Save yourself some trouble,
In this rough patch of life,
From my stones and rubble.

Because I will hurt you everyday,
As my words are thorns.
And with flowers all dried up,
The sweetness, is now long gone.

And I will expect, the unexpected,
And will treat you wrong when you falter,
Deliverance, I crave,
Go away! Or you will regret why you ever came!

And if not, will succumb in my shelter.

Tears, I give you. Pain, you cry.
Even this small fact, you can't deny.

Hurt you are, And soon will be lost,
Wandering in my vast white lie.

You were the best thing, that happened to me,
And I was the worst for you.
Best Friend, I was. Life, I became.

Love happened, What could you do?

Goodbye! O little one!
For the pain will be more.
Hatred and sadness within me,
As I have lots in store.

Be happy! Stay safe!
Miss me when you're gone..
Its time now! Farewell Little one...

Wednesday, 9 October 2013

The Night Has Been Long...

Long NightThe night has been long,
When will you dawn over me?
When will you come, floating?
Serene, over the thoughts of mine.
Smile, and stop time.

Waiting, I sit,
Cornered by the stars.
The moon glares,
And the darkness claps.
When will you come along?
The night has been long.

No sound, No noise,
Except a few crickets,
Celebrating over dinner.
Nothing for me, As i wait,
Except the passing car blows,
Its shrill honk.
Why is the night so long?

Missing your warmth,
The magic of your fingertips.
The smoothness of your touch,
As i keep longing for it much.
Even the end has come,
of my little sad song.
When will you come along?
The night has been long.
Please come along.