Thursday, April 24, 2008

Its just getting too tough stay put, my man!
the one who is to do what he thinks is wrong, is me.
Its just getting too tough to not to clear the glass, my man!
The one who submits when the mist clears, is me.
Its getting too tough to just look at you, my friend!
The one who dies tonight for your skin is now his, is me.

Oh-ooh....
Trouble that it makes wen it fools around,
Doubles itself, when its gone.
intoxication yet no affirmation, the fuck and a fear.
And a game in which nobody never won!

Its just getting too tough to grow old, my man!
The only innocent who`ll never make it to heaven, is me.
Dont break that door of which we already have the keys, my man!
The ways of men behind the door who cant fathom, is me.
The white, the twinkle and the bright shine of you,
walked away to dissappear going far and far, from me.


Oh-ooh....
Trouble that it makes wen it fools around,
Doubles itself, when its gone.
intoxication yet no affirmation, the fuck and a fear.
And a game in which nobody never won!

cheese

The married fatty with mucchi
lived to justify his deeds.
He took away my girl
And they satisfied their needs
And now wen I think about it
my heart really bleeds.
My first foray into the society`s sickness
made me say cheese.

Chorus
It was too much for a boy of 20 to take,
Or who was about to cut his 21st cake,
He could cry or just move along
or do anything as he please.
But he clinged to that lying chick,
coz that made him say cheese.
(chorus ends)


I told my girl
that you are something to me
that I refuse to share.
And If I see you with another guy
I am not gonna spare
but she read a book which said
natures beauty is a bounty
which`ll more often be shared.
Now, he finds a bliss in paranoia
but just lives to say cheese.


(solo) :P

Chorus...to end

Be careful

Be careful when on road
while you drive
The roads might be bad
And so the passers by!!

Be careful

Dont be crazy with those pedals
Closely hold that wheel tight
Cant you see those limits Junkie
Were you nuts or are you blind.

Be careful be careful be careful......be careful


[Chorus]
Oh be careful
In your life, on the road
Watch out Dont haste it
Truth`ll be hard for your woman to take
That you`re a casualty and that are wasted.

Buy the free advice
Be careful
[chorus ends]

I know my son you got your baby besides
Her Curves are inviting , not to deny
But confine it to your dwellings homie
not to the curves that are prone.
I tell you to


Be careful


In the transit at times when you halt to ease
you come across three strangers
One has a weapon, other is a hooker
Third has some maths in mind
Behind his smile

Better be careful


Chorus

May be you!

When the light comes down
And the colors are taken over by the grey
Ashen you, come be my squaw
Been quite sometime I had my ladylike embrace

Be it any shape, affection or tip
Wont even mind being a squatter on your 1000 lovers ship
Wont never ask where you going, where all have you been
Wont think much about the things that cant be seen


May be you
May be you
May be you
May be you


When the lights go down
The lovers in the pub replace the labourers on the street
woman you! Cant you see
Cant you stay till the sunrise with a soul, feeble as me.

Let it come of your libido, if your love cant it be.
I`ll be that dormant decimal, on your fooling spree.
Wont never ask where you going, where all have you been
Just for a while, stand by me!

May be you
may be you
may be you
may be you

Thursday, February 28, 2008

NIce guys!

This is a song to remember them by,
Its a song, an ode to nice guys,
Who get sick when they are told of their being nice,
Who sometimes wonder if being nice is wise.

For the guys who finish last.
Who are laid back and are not as fast.
Those who are not good with words.
Hopeless lovers who sound too rehearsed.

For those who are no more than just friends.
Who are scared of being embraced but they do shake hands.
Its a song to remember them by,
Its a song, its an ode to nice guys.

Those who didnt get laid as often
as often as they should,
Its just an inexplicable trend
They could have had it in plenty, had they acted cool.

Those who dont do it just for the fun of it
Those who love their friends, who have done it.
Those who do play it by the rules, the game
In which they see only the cheaters win.


Those who are too hypnotised,
Who are too in love to realise.
For those who are too manipulated.
Overlooked and underestimated.
This is a song to remember them by,
its a song and an ode to nice guys.

Those who are a good lover material
But dont never end up being one.
The guys who have a credibility in the society
They who deserve a vindication
The one which might not even come.

Monday, February 18, 2008

Mallu: shashank ke paas kitni ladkiyan hain yaar!
Diggi: haan yaar, aur hum ek maangte hain toh saale bhagwaan ko samasya hoti hai!
Even doing gigs it seems, doesn`t work!
Sent at 4:33 PM on Sunday
Diggi: Mallu, Dude I miss my apple man!
:(
Mallu: Me too!
:(
Diggi: Wait a minute, How can you miss which I assume was mine!!?
Mallu : I mean,,..., I mean I miss my apple twerp!
Diggi: Oh
Haha
Yours was no apple, it was a pumpkin.
Mine was an adorable apple!
:P
Mallu : h ha aha h!
Haan but i still miss it!
Diggi: Big assets and fat bums.
I wonder how can you still be Alive!
Mallu: Whatever man, she was beautiful!
Diggi: No man, that was just too much weight.
This is 2008
Ek ladke kee ijjat uska gehna hoti hai, you shud take care!
No pumpkins at least!
:P
Mallu: :-| Get out of here!

Diggi- Sorry yaar!

Mallu is offline and cannot recieve anymore messages.

Diggi-Gaye kya? I was joking! She was cute. Alright I liked her too!

Now Playing- Smashing Pumpkins- Tonight, tonight.

Well crucify the insincere tonight
Well make things right, well feel it all tonight
Well find a way to offer up the night tonight
The indescribable moments of your life tonight
The impossible is possible tonight
Believe in me as I believe in you, tonight

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

School of law

You know you are in School of Law, DAVV when you see this fantastic replica of a fishing pond outside a building which might seem like a hospice to some. It is an integral part of Devi Ahilya University where everyone is in this amazing business of teaching and studying law. Ironically it looks like a hide-out to many and most of the times actually serves like one to the students from other departments. The course material is promisingly exhaustive, an idea of which you can get in the evening from the faces of the college merit-holders when they come out their classes after having received enlightening lessons from the faculty members who include D.Lits, Ph.Ds and even the college pass-outs who once upon a time were students here.
Infrastructure besides lecture-halls and a library include toilets the hygiene norms of which are at par with Euro 4 norms of automobiles. As a recent development they built a partition inaugarated by Girdhari sir -The official college janitor, so that you could tell a ladies toilet from gents toilet, the designs of which reportedly were the same earlier. Teaching methods include lectures basically, which might shift its mode from educational to moral if you are found talking or smiling in the middle of them.
Also there are moot court rooms, and all these things collectively aim at making you a good legal jurist who can charge by minute.
Admissions and fees-- Admissions are made via an entrance examination where some good 160 students from all all across the country every year come to compete for only 60 seats.They come from all the places. The mountains, North-east, deserts plains, and riversides and some of them cook really good dosas and others are great with guitars. The beauty of school of law is that there are no waiting-lists and no competitive dogma.
We are on our way to file a public interest litigation to get incorporated in our constitution a new right, namely, right to legal education.
2 Internals and 1 external account for our entire semester result. And you should dance and celebrate in case you see your class topper with a mournful face while coming out of the examination hall, because we have a relative marking in our university.
Hostel facilities are available all around both, in the university and outside and the nearest girls hostel to any boys hostel is at the the distance of one good kilometer which negates to quite an extent, chances of eve-teasing.
When it comes to ragging you`ll find us crying in unison-"This thing is a bad thing." and so it is confined to just the introductions and desi-salutations(Read-Baba bhai ko! Jai shree Ram).
Leisure and entertainment--Thats not a problem ofcourse unless you attend lectures regularly.
A typical weekend- Saturdays are holidays unless there is a guest-lecture or a moot court. Canteen is at a 5 minutes walk from the dept. and the students from journalism dept. nearby, are too kind, pretty and friendly so you might end up strking an interesting conversation with them on the topics of international significance like "World Dominion", "Relevance of rock bands in colleges", "Creative control of media and judiciary in a country" and "How much privacy does a college couple need?" etc.
When not studying and that means most of the time SOLians are found celebrating "Durga Pooja" or participating in "Inter-college Rock band competitions" and "AIDS awareness campaigns".
Campus grapevines- Well ! Campus grapevines are substituted by gossips and dialogues in SOL for instance "Who is seeing whom?", "Which new motorcycle should my rich dad gonna buy me next?" etc. Sometimes you also find an all new placement cell and a new Head of Dept. in the pipelines too!
Handy Tips - Keep it Hindi when not attending lectures and please dontt generalise your hobbies. You can discuss them with your Sociology teacher who is by far the only faculty or a person who might be interested in the things besides what you think are the lame curriculum books.

Now Playing- Bill Haley and the Comets-
See you later alligator,
After 'while, crocodile.
Can't you see you're in my way now?
Don't you know you cramp my style?