Jet Airways Cabin Crew..

They are sunflowers in yellow, when you board the flight and turn into pea-cockish as the flight commences. Whao!! There is no place like heaven, when they work their wonders on you. So messmerising. As i set my eyes on them, a new range of pickup lines hit me, 1 2 3 , and they keep hitting me like the shot gut bullet has given way to the deadly pellets. Random and everywhere.

All this while i was in the hay, and hey you make my day, gay!!

I never knew i was on a high until i saw you!

My memory is as volatile as chemistry's equations can be. And so have gone my lines with the cabin crew.

Can i wake up like this every morning.. With you you and you..

Pushing the limits with their hospitality and courtesy and all adjectives that are apt here and out of the dicktionary (perverts permeate) , i jusdt cant stop myself from thinking about them, on and off the flight:)

How can you picture this?? They are like the most exotic plans in the botanical garden(perverts permeate). I can challenge Heaven and strike a deal with the keepers freezing the moments and asking them if they have better offers there.

Speaking about freezing, Time freezes in their presence and let me clarify how it happens, Its like the seconds hand of your biological clock jumps out in excitement and lost wandering hazily out of the clock, lost in her hazy-cozies, dreamy.

I want to say a lot but my eyelids just dont believe in this reality any longer and is waiting to shut down any moment to simply lose myself in the voila , fading memories.......

half remembered dream

blank..you fall asleep.. wat happens after that??

Inception??:)

well the dreams are sometimes elive the moments of the day and the movements of the ppl who made a mark, triggered something in your head, that which you do not fully understand yet.

then is the elaborate dream weaving all these characters and brought to life for an indefinite period on the sub conscious plain.

wat do you remember after waking up?? how much of it can you recollect?

the=ats when the devlish grin takes up a prominent part of your facial expression and i would say it was one hell ova ride......

Smoke..

A drag..

the heat..the burning sensation..

photons...light....

the glow..

Lifes like that ..

Size of it is immaterial...

It burns when the fuel mixes with air...

even otherwise ir keeps burning..

slower r faster depends on emotions happy r sad.

Either ways it burns you out.

Out comes nothing but Smoke!!

Smoke is all that happens..

It spreads and finally vanishes..

All you leave behind is the stench.

Caged!!

A gush of fresh air...

a walk down the street at night..carefree..

looking down the road..birds eye view..

arms outspread from the eyes of Leonardo..

freedom freewill

A farewell.. departure..forced into a cage.

u r abducted from the road.

from ur life..

bound..

addiction does it..

obsession does it.

obscurity continues....

lets introduce a cube of physicality here.

a cell..four walls..

devoid of light..

darkness..

u move .. take few steps..

bump into the physical boundaries..

sit back..think again..

u r stuck in the pond..

u can never conceive the ocean from here..

u long for news..

news of the ones loved n not..

news of the world that u r a part of..

u talk..talk to friends..

friends in ur head..

u create alter egos ..

so as to feel the difference...

u wander n ponder..

thinking that the room does not confine u to a set of coordinates..

deaf..

all u can hear is the voices from inside..

fire..a dragon trapped within u is erupting like a volcano..

hands unbound..u r no vagabond however far u mite travel..

wen u open ur eyes u see wats there to see..

u ve seen a million times..

necessity of change blinded..

the desire unbound..

start meditating..

lets get abducted from this cell..

at the mercy of kidnappers now..

hands bound..eyes mooned.. gagged glory..

u can only smell ur surroundings..

trapped by the greed of those who dont know what they are sinning for..

money..mistakes..monkeys..

they dont let ur imagination unfurl..

clip ur wings..

chip ur winks...

u try to appease them all..

not at peace..

try and bend yourself..

u still suffocate..

i will now abduct u.. place u in a cell of virtuality..

addiction n obsession...

u r free to move..

to think..to breathe..to see..

but u never understand..

cos virtually u r confined into the small cell

where all physicality means nothing to u anymore..

u become senseless physically..

craving..driving..waking n walking..

freshness is all around u..

u ve just lost the feeling.

I am. and Will be..

There is something on ur mind..the truth... u just cant hide it r hide from it... the eventuality of consequences does confuse u . appearances are deceptive.. so is the the appearance of all falsehood and ultimately the truth... all that u can go by is wat u feel to be the right... nothing can jus take it away from u .. only the conscious n subconscious play their part.... but wat is u n out of ur control is the subconscious and it has been shielded, through the ages from the unreal...we just need deeper INSIGHT to get to it..(read into insight ceaselessly than you ever intend to). This simple fact might be the greatest glory of your life and the indictment which i ve been striving for..

Legacy Systems

People are so bent on finding a successor to their legacy, they want to leave behind and leve footprints on history, to call their own. The moral beings are always on the hunt, seeking immortality in all endeavours. One of the most common roles they assume is that of a mentor, looking for the perfect specimen to impart their experience(one who would be a shadow of their presence on this planet). It makes teachers look for the best, friends growing fond of each other, distinguishing employers and so on.It has driven people to pour over their wisdom on uninformed souls, considering their virtues as special, unique and worthy for the future.

Never content with the full stop that death brings in with itself, people look for alternatives. Expectations arise out of nowhere as a test to their own vulnerabilities. The density of dimensionless dogmas damping the very spirit of soul. They can simply go on with their life, making it simpler for others around the by bypassing the legacy systems.

Cascade

One should always understand that he is constant. The Earth moves. The universe expands.Man is a constant. To make things simples, multiple planes pass through us with every passing moment.I once heard from my friend that one can never freeze time. Its like waterin a river, never does one get to feel the same water in a flowing river. It might be similar but can never be the same because it keeps flowing. Everybody will agree with if i draw an analogy to time past here. Likewise time hs to be understood and quantifyig it has one and only purpose, to indicate the flow that is inherent. The big bodies of nature are in motion and the miniature creations symbolised, idolised by us, the humans are constant.

The planes keep passing through. Life is a lot simpler if one keeps to his own path or planes of action rather than getting distracted by anothers' set of parameters. If u freeze time all you can imagine happening is something similar to how animations are brought to life. Pictures painted on cards and someone just flipping it creates ones world.

So people can forget about all else and start painting , to make thier moments of life as colourful as possible.The heaven is passing through us with every passing moment.