Purple Verve

Back to the weekend grind. Her high heels ready to clink the floor. Her short skirt, tiny enough to make hearts sink and the plunge on her blouse deep enough to make hearts skip a beat. Her long hair straight like straight can be. Her lips plump red inviting a kiss. She is on a kill tonight. Her eyes still search for the eye that will catch hers and pierce her ice cold heart. On the purple night, beneath the sparkle of the stars is the blouse that shimmers more than the sparkling stars and the look in her eye darker than the night itself. She enters the rambunctious room and the noise leaks into the silent night. She cuts the crowd of swaying bodies fluidly swooning to the music. No one seems to have noticed her yet. She doesnt care. Her walk upto the tall ramp is unpunctuated. She holds the bar and jumps on to the ramp like its her territory and it was waiting to be ruled by her. The moment she goes up all eyes turn to her. The universe seems to respond to her moves. The beat thumped at her sway of the hip, the lights dipped at her dropping low, people cheered at her hurling of hair. She had arrived. Yet she was oblivious to the roar she created in the busy crowd. He was looking at her. Observing her from the time she entered. She notices him too. The lights mischievously reveal her face and hide it. The plunge on her neck teases to death, the eyes play hide and seek. She smiles and lights up the room. She stops and so does the music. She extends her arm and invites him on the ramp. The crowd cheers. He looks around in disbelief. She smiles and asks him to come over. He holds her hand. The plunge drops lower as she bends. His eyes widen and shut in embarrassment.  She notices and mends her blouse. He gets up as the music picks pace. His hand impulsively goes around her slender waist. She smiles again, she loves it. He draws her close to him as they sway like one body. The room is filled with blare but her heart echoes in the silence within.  

Black Hole

Dark. Just dark. Hollow dark. Thick garb of dark. All black dark. Suffocating dark. So dark that no ray of God can pass through.

Emotion less dark. Feeling less dark. Heartless dark. Meaningless dark. Ruthless dark. Shameless dark.

Faceless dark. Headless dark. Limb less dark. Handicapped dark yet strong dark. Scary dark. Whimsical dark. 

This dark has no light at the end of its tunnel. This dark has no arm spread out waiting at the other end. There is no happy ending to this dark. There is all white to this black. Nobody lives to see it atleast! The black hole of life. That's how I've seen death today. And resurrected in the silhouette of death. 

Now I know why I am scared of dark.

An Open Letter to Mrs. President

Dear Honorable Mrs. President,

I am Preeti Phalke, 30 years old. In all the life that i have spent i have loved my country. I still do. But everyday when i turn the TV on to catch up with what's happening around the country, i am disgusted with the way our country is managed by our so called selfish leaders. The Adarsh scam, Lavassa, Banda rape case (a ruling on a rape case is the slowest, justice delayed we all know is justice denied), the CWG scam, the worst is the state of affairs in UP led by Mayawati. My question is how can a CM spend lavishly on her birthday using our hard earned money we pay for taxes and ignore the crimes happening under her own nose? How did she manage to construct that aimless narcissist park in Noida with her own statues all over and nobody said anything then? The currency garland not to be forgotten How doesn't anybody question her expenses or actions? Every day we hear some crime happening involving a person from UP. It is almost like 'all muslims are not terrorists but all terrorists are muslim' likewise, all UP-ites are not criminials, but most of them are UP-ites Just how can we allow one state to be handled by a frivolous teenager like mind who thinks that the state is her playground? It upsets me and makes me think, is or judicial system and law blind towards people in power? What is so obvious to everyone is being ignored for what? I strongly believe, her wrong has outdone her good to the state. I will never travel alone to UP for a fear of being raped in her state because it is so unsafe. What is she doing about it? I have never written to a leader before but i am ignited inside today and instigated enough by the 'deshbhakti' in me to write to you.

I just need answers as to who looks into all this? Many more civilians like me would have the same agony. I do not know what i can do to dethrone Mayawati from power and get another able uncorrupt leader to better lead the state that has potential. This letter is only out of extreme agony of having to see my country being misused like this. I hope it has brought some pain to your notice about how we people feel about leaders like her. I would love to contribute to the better of my nation in whatever way possible.

Thank you for your time and patience.
Respects and regards
Preeti Phalke.
Jai Hind

Just How Does It Work?

I just logged out of facebook. Frankly i never really thought of finding out or learning about the genius named FACEBOOK, until i finished watching The social network just 10mins back. I never thought about the thought behind this brainwave. Never bothered to read or google the brain behind it. I was just happy logging in 5 times a day, changing my status once a day, being happy about the fact that so many people on my list care to read my status msgs, just plain simple happy to have stumbled upon so many long lost friends yet so many more new people to be friends with. I bow down to the genius of this man who created a mass hysteria so powerful, it could become another continent.

From what started off as a small college network grew onto become so big, that probably even the founder may not have expected. My friend once msgd me on FB some facts about facebook -
Facebook itself is becoming the new internet..People logon to facebook more than anything else.. If
facebook were a country it will be fourth largest in world...i guess facebook must be planning to start their own operating system like microsoft windows or mac and also search engine like google and the searches in facebook will be better because it will search for u based on what u like..
When i read this i was awed. But again, it was affecting my life until i saw the movie. What inspired me from the film was the simplicity of the idea that gave birth to a billion dollar company and made Mark Zuckerberg the youngest billionaire in the world! Just how does a genius brain work differently from the rest?

I am speechless and totally awestruck by the genius of this young boy who is younger than my younger sister! The newer the breed the more intelligent their generation is getting. I would've probably seen a mobile phone when i was 16. My 1year old niece can actually unlock a mobile phone. She instinctively knows what that box like instrument does. The moment i hand over the phone to her, she sticks it on her ears. HOW THE HELL!??? Just how does this genius (in the making i assume) of a brain function? How do they pick up things faster and better than the previous? Is this what you call evolution in your science class? If it is, its too cool!

As i blog right now i wonder if there was no facility like this where the heck would i share my views? How would people ever read what i write and form opinions about my writing? If there wasn't someone who thought that blogging was the next big thing, he would probably be punching keys in a private firm doing a mundane job.

Phew! This doesn't and won't cease to amuse me for a bit atleast. Its time to go horizontal on my bed and escape to my movie world. My genius is limited to constructing and writing stories. Tales that take you away from your boredom and entertain you for a while may be. Two film scripts pending, a lot of other writing work in the limbo... while i watched Social Network! So much for a film... hunh!