WeRe ThAt YoU......?

were that you or her clone ?
were that you or a person carrying her trace?
are you lost somewhere or you don't exist ?
you're delighted for the new gains,
but the worth of gains can't repay the worth of losses.
You are happy for the new smiles ,
but have forgotten the tears that bought them.
Life seems easy throwing the failure out,
but you couldn't utilize that failure to succeed.
You are a beautiful bird but with all new feathers,
a new flower with a different smell,
a beautiful face but with different aura.
Am I waiting in turn for somebody
or you don't exist ?
was that really love or I spent those years dreaming ?
I am looking for someone whom I lost somewhere sometime back
Please tell me , are you the same person or her clone or perhaps you don't exist ?

Adieu

These are not just ordinary lines ,
but memories of our college times.
No more night outs , no more examination ,
just a routine to follow without much recreation.
Together we roamed around gone are those days ,
few more walks then we part our ways .
No more alpi bakar , no more UG trips,
no more library visits , no more new gpl clips.
Talks would be formal so the dressing sense ,
no more scolding of professors and tutorials to make you tense.
No more shouts in the canteen , no more singing with the mates ,
no more insane laughs , will be busy building corporate traits.
Few days after , when you catch your train ,
then this poem would be no more than just a walk down the memory lane .

Am I in Love ?

Are your eyes an ocean ,
or is it just my biased imagination?
Are you a magician ,
or is it just the effect of my uncontrollable emotion ?
Have I ever been to moon,
or is it just my day dreaming thinking of you since noon?
Have the birds started chirruping more than ever before ,
or is it just that I have never been amidst such excitement in galore?
Has the night ever been so silent ,
or  is it just that my mind refuses to listen to anything except you ?
Have the flowers started smiling ,
or is it that you have instilled life in them ?
Have I ever been so cheerful,
or is it because of those sights of you being so beautiful ?
Every morning , every night is spent thinking of you ,
is it something childish or is it  that I am in love with you?

StOrY oF cArRoM gEeKs

Race starts with a break,
19 coins placed beautifully aligned in the middle,
a game of only take with queen the most exciting part of the riddle.
A game of confidence demanding nerves of steel,
... seems very easy to play but of course it's not an easy deal.
It's an irony , as hand seems the toughest shot at the beginning stage,
but later becomes an easiest way to earn a wage.
Shortage of boards is very usual,
but knockout has become a part of our daily carrom ritual.
Carrom has become the god, club a preaching place,
bunking classes compromising every other work with face full of grace.
Lunch and dinner skipped n number of times,
with carrom sessions missed being least factor of primes.
Though it is a game with limited fame,
but still we geeks play it wholeheartedly, tiring ourselves without any claim.