The Crystal Maze

FALSE SKIN

2011-12-26T14:37:00.001+05:30

The false skin which covers her skin...like peaches inbloom...softness of silk...fingers missing the lines when they pass over.

From head to toe....her form painted in one colour...nomatter which layer gets peeled...it’s the same tinted canvas underneath.

She like him sees only in monotone colour...for her its gray,though a few layers less. Light and dark...like radiance passing through herstill thoughts, disturbing the calm she thought she was cocooned in.

Fidgety fingers, restless eyes...and for the lack of rhyme...eyes,locked upon his bare thighs!!

Seduction I say is quite straight forward...for the one whowants to seduce, has already given in!!

OWN ME ...I AM UP FOR SALE

2011-12-15T15:32:00.000+05:30

I belong to everyone…No one belongs to me.

Like a rejected dancer on a professional night…I hide in thedark corners of anonymity.

Like a favorite childhood toy now broken…only to be playedwith alone.

Like the unsaid fantasies of the night…ashamed of in themorning.

A best friend not to be seen with. An exclusive dress up forsale. Taboo, forbidden, unspoken.

You like me for who I am…but you love someone else for who I am not.

PURPLE IN PEACH

2011-12-13T11:38:00.001+05:30

I saw a stranger in my dream…or was I in a strangers dream?

Uncoveredand devoured in a game of voyeuristic gratification under the cover of Peach& Purple haze…rather Purple IN Peach.

A rabbit caught in the clutches of a delicate young kitten…tooinnocent to kill…too scared to run away. The prey wants to be hunted…mesmerizedby the look of the stranger. The layers melt to her smile…exposed to her laugh. Don’t know what is more satisfying…theway she looks at me…or the way I look at her looking at me!

Baring all for the ecstasy of the nameless.

JUST FOR YOU

2011-11-11T14:47:00.001+05:30

The most beautiful people in the world are not with fair spotless skin or sharp features or a killer figure...they are the ones who can make the other person see the beauty of the world when they are around.

There are the core of our happiness...they are the reason why we like dressing up...they are the reason why we smile when dreaming...why we sing for no reason. They are the reason why sunrise looks so beautiful or the morning dew so pure. They are the reason why love stories are written or why romantic movies are made. They are the Gold at the end of a rainbow...they are the ones draped in the rainbow. They are the reason why flowers come in so many different colors...

...they are the reason why we bow our heads when we pray.

You are the reason I bow my head!!

Like the fragrance of an incense stick you fill up my senses. There is entirety in conversations every time we talk. Even if it is just a "hi". Is this not divine? Or like the sculptures in ancient Indian temples with chastity in intimacy...divinity has a new meaning...divinity has a new name.

Love, Lust...are just mere words. Too rigid to capture the complete form of what I am trying to express. You were in white last night…reminded me of an angels wings…which covered me while I slept. You might be in black the next time…like the canvas of night which I would paint with my desires. Red one day…Pink the next. I am addicted to your colors…I am addicted to you.

You are the one who makes me see the beauty of the world when you are around!!!

SHE SMILES

2011-11-08T13:06:00.000+05:30

She lays half naked on the soft hay

The shadow of the mango trees covering her exposed crimsonskin

Softness below her…the weight of his hardness above her

A single sigh erupts from her wet lips…She lays half nakedon the soft hay

She smiles…

A DAY LIKE THIS

2011-10-30T12:24:00.001+05:30

The day starts all alone in bed...hands movin through thin air to feel the mystical presence of your shadow if any, but only to grasp the whiff of dreams you left behind. The afternoon is spent waiting for the phone to ring...to hear your voice...for you to ask me to whisk you away from the clutches of the world into the world of our fantasies and desires...into the world of uninhibited sexual frenzy...of my curling fingers...of our grazing thighs...of our locked lips.

But the day goes by wondering, what would it be like, if you were here... oh, what would it be like, if I were to throw you on the bed and fill you and fill you and fill you, all through the graying darkness of the evening and then, both of us relaxing into each other all through the moonlit night...

'UN'

2011-09-22T19:29:00.000+05:30

The uncomfortable screams of silence,
The unfathomable thoughts in your mind,
The uncontrollable desire to dwell deeper in the abyss of love
The un-you & The un-me!

MAYZ-ISM (24)

2011-09-13T11:08:00.001+05:30

Smile and the world smiles with you...

...frown and the world looks for someone else who is smiling

BLACK ROSE

2011-05-31T12:52:00.002+05:30

Behind a cage, trapped like a bird
Freedom lost, love lost, lost was the world
Trying to flutter the wings only to see them die
Weeping so softly, for none could hear her cry
She wipes those tears that fill her eyes
Visions of the past marquee the skies

Far away she can hear the waves
As they shatter against the rock face
Just like her dreams did that day
When her love was snatched away

He looked at her one last time
Kissing her cheeks, brushing her hair
She was dressed in a red velvet gown
For her it was the moment
For her it was just the right flair
The flower she picked at sunset that evening
As she walked towards him in her graceful pose
But she didn’t know, she didn’t see
For the flower she picked was a Black Rose

He looked at the sunset when he said
Life has gone down on my love
No light even from the moon above
The night was there, the darkness was new
Time was still as the shadows grew
She just looked at his face
But his eyes had an empty gaze
They didn’t say what she wanted to hear
No more did he want to hold her near

She still hears those words echo
Holding time, for she cant let the memories go
She kneels on the floor
Only the heartbeat can be heard
I love you she says
But love never utters a word

DIVINE RADIANCE

2011-02-22T17:00:00.000+05:30

Divine Radiance on the Window Sill...Tempting and Indulgent!!

Draped in moonlight...tiptoe-ing through my thoughts.

Teasing me with the undefined!!

A thousand questions asked...a million answers given.

Yet elusive to the heart...yet capturing my mind.

High tides of the roaring sea...reflection of the impatience within.

Eyes searching for you in the mist...fingers trying to trace a path on your form.

Chocolate and Cheese...feeding on your flavours.

So near yet untouchable...tease!

Envious of the raindrops finding their way into your curves

Re-defining the sins. Paradoxical Divine Radiance. Tempting and Indulgent!!!

MAYZ-ISM (23)

2011-02-05T19:25:00.001+05:30

Flirting is an art.

You are given a blank canvas and then it’s upto your talent whether you create a kindergarten drawing or the Sistine Chapel!!

WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES TONIGHT

2010-12-13T14:24:00.001+05:30

When I close my eyes tonight I feel you resting on my eyelashes like the night fairy sneaking her own dreams into my eyes.

When I close my eyes tonight I know you are the warmth that passes through my breaths on this cold night.

When I close my eyes tonight I know it’s your voice which rings in my thoughts like the temple bell before the prayer of my Goddess starts.

When I close my eyes tonight it’s with a hope to feel you with all my senses and not just my eyes.

SUBLIME IDIOSYNCRASY OF A FERTILE CEREBRAL CORTEX

2010-11-23T10:15:00.001+05:30

Ever contemplated in a curious dimension? Not where the confines of era and liberty are circumstances twisted by a fraction of your intelligence waiting to grip the sublime human imagination prisoner in a droning xenophobic civilization, rather where the ingenuity of the psyche is set free to envisage and gratify and cosset itself with no precincts. Where terms and sentences have no denotation rather they just gush as liberally as the thoughts in your mind surrounding you in a prism of eternal contentment in this world crammed with pied-piper cohorts. Gaze beyond the habitual routine behaviour; rather endeavour to dwell in a dimension where 1+1 is not equal to 2 but can be 11, 121, infinity and even 0. Stop looking from a rational perspective and let the windows of your consciousness unwrap to a cosmic expanse of inestimable selection. To a few this might be pure incoherent rambling but I am not here to entertain the mundane populace. I am here to enlighten the ensnared essence. Leave it or like it…the sham and the travesty of the world won’t let the soul run away from it.

MAYZ-ISM(22)

2010-10-21T13:52:00.003+05:30

Physical Intimacy should be either All or None.

Otherwise it’s like going to a pub and ordering hot chocolate!!!

FACELESS SILHOUETTE

2010-09-30T14:55:00.001+05:30

So fair, so cold…

like a pale spring morning still clinging to winters chill

You are alone…

speaking to the darkness, in the bitter watches of the night

where all my life seems to shrink

(These lines have been inspired by lines spoken in the movie LOTR)

PIP-TALES AND PUMKIN (3)

2010-09-23T13:42:00.001+05:30

Pip: What would you do if you had 24 hrs to live?

Pumkin: Have my last crate of breezers on the sands of Baga beach with you

Pip: Die High baby!!!!

Pumkin: Yes, my new motto!! Die high…besties die high together. So what would you do?

Pip: I’ll spend half of it with you and half of it to find you a new bestie so you don’t miss me when I am gone

Pumkin: :-| Idiot!!!

CHAND KA SAUDA

2010-08-15T21:14:00.001+05:30

Ek Chand tumhare labon pe hai

Ek chand mere takiye tale.

Us chand ka aa aaj khwabon se sauda karen,

Ek khwab tun chuno, ek daastan hum bune.

MAYZ-ISM (21)

2010-07-28T20:22:00.002+05:30

The reason Love hurts so much is ‘coz Cupid uses poison tipped arrows

KHAMOSHI

2010-07-19T10:57:00.002+05:30

Kuch hai aaj khamoshi mein..Inkaar nahi hai, Ikraar bhi nahi. Bas ek Izhaar hai kuch khamosh khwabon ka, intezar hai kuch khamosh sanson ka

Kuch khoya kuch pakar jaise…adhe chale raston par, adhe tae kiye safar mein. Adhure chode rishte…haan kuch hai aaj khamoshi mein

DEVIL ON LEASH

2010-07-16T12:57:00.000+05:30

You are the spark that lit my fire

You are the culmination of my every desire

You are my passion unleashed

You are my Angel

And I am your Devil on leash

MAYZ-ISM(20)

2010-07-06T10:27:00.002+05:30

You are a master at seduction when you make the other person believe they seduced you.

WOH SHAYAD TUM HI HO

2010-06-14T09:24:00.001+05:30

Gulistan ki Mehak

Tehre hue pani mein taaron ka aks

Hawa mein udti rui ki burre

Kheton mein lage makki ke daane

Kshitij par kagaz ki nau

Paton se tapakti baarish ki boonden

Indradhanush ka jamuni rang

Jharne ke pani ka shor, Baarish mein nacta madhosh mor

Woh shayad tum hi ho

Haathon mein zindagi ki lakeer

Dargah mein chadi chadar

Titli ke pankh

Kamal par ons ki boond

Intezaar ka har ek pal

Zameen se litpi sardiyon mein dhund

Sone se ladi mandir mein murti, Gangajal se dhuli pavitra dharti

Woh shayad tum hi ho

MAYZ-ISM (19)

2010-06-13T00:39:00.004+05:30

Lingerie is one thing which looks better when it’s not there

NAMELESS

2010-06-09T22:56:00.001+05:30

I have colour on my fingers and your form to paint

FIR BAS YOON HI

2010-06-08T09:23:00.004+05:30

Bas yoon ruk gaye, ther gaye

thum gaye aaj…hum aur yeh pal.

Na koi manzil na raaste ka pata.

Bas hum aur yeh dil

aur ek tumhare hothon ka til.

Baarish ki boondon ka yoon palkon par therna

Lafzon ka ruk ruk kar hothon par machalna

Do chandni raaten aur ek andheri mulaqat

Aankhon se bayan yeh nadan jazbaat

Kabhi qatl kiya, kabhi bana diya qaatil

woh ek tumhare hothon ka til

BAS YOON HI

2010-06-01T23:54:00.010+05:30

Halki chamak nadan raat ki

Muskurahat pehle chand ki

Awara lehron ka kinara

Badlon mein chipa akela tara

Har seher ki tuhina

Har pujari ki devina

Hazaron jugnuon ki raate

Hawaaon ki phoolon se baate

Aur ek tumhare naak ka nuth

NAMELESS

2010-05-31T10:09:00.005+05:30

The unreal words of a fitting dream…The mystic illusions of a distant reality

You are the dream I wish when I open my eyes to reality

You are the reality I dream when I close my eyes to dream

PAGALPAN INFINITY

2010-05-27T10:11:00.003+05:30

You never asked me to follow you but something about your red dress was hypnotizing. Like a mirage in a desert you quenched my thirst for this emotion. I am smitten by an Illusion…I am addicted to an Illusion. It’s like waiting for a new dawn everyday and yet craving for the dawn from yesterday.

Pyar nahi hai shayad yeh

Par kuch pyar jaisa hi hai

Shayad pyar ka aks ho aap

Shayad pyar aapka aks hai

Love they say is a two way street. I agree…I Love You and You let me Love You.

…OF MUSES AND STRAWBERRIES

2010-05-24T21:58:00.002+05:30

Faceless silhouettes behind closed pink drapes

Mixed emotions of fluttering hearts

Soul intoxicated to your mysterious ways

Strawberry and chocolate delights

GENESIS 1:3

2010-05-20T14:48:00.002+05:30

And said God let there be light, and I was blinded by your Radiance

FAKE AND FARCE

2010-05-18T14:54:00.004+05:30

~~Once upon a time~~…Once again…a story was written in the silence of nights…a few more words were etched in the darkness of thoughts. Another craving being fought.

Same me…Another You…yet not a very different US!!!

You and I...Fake and Farce...unattainable.

Sex is Fake. Lust is not nor Love is. The hypocrisy!

Fake are the clothes that cover your skin. Reality is what you hide within.

Lust is the want of the reality, but for me you are a need.

Love is what wraps the need but we feed on the seed within.

Stillness in togetherness of two naked bodies.

Fake and farce…unattainable!!!

SANITY IN MADNESS

2010-05-12T11:39:00.002+05:30

Him: You are the sanity in my madness!

Her: You are the madness in my sanity!!

Him: I wish I was your wish…

Her: My wish is forever…

Him: Forever is limiting

Her: Are we not?

Him: I am…You are not

Her: How come?

Him: You have you with you all the time

Her: You are mad!!

Him: And you are the sanity in my madness… :)

LADY IN RED (2)

2010-05-09T14:53:00.002+05:30

I had seen her somewhere...I think it was when my eyes were closed.

Probably she was too bright for me to open my eyes anyway

or probably she resided in the patterns within...

…the kaleidoscope of my essence.

MAYZ-ISM (18)

2010-05-07T10:04:00.004+05:30

Holding someone's hand doesn't mean you have a partner for your journey...

...it just means you are not alone till the next fork in the road

CALMNESS IN NUDITY

2010-05-05T12:47:00.000+05:30

Searching for calmness in nudity…

A temple of tranquility in the fullness of your softness and the freshness of your fragrance. Tracing the path of peace through my eyes and not through my steps.

Serenity resides in the depth of your cleavage…like a potter creating an artwork…neck curving into your breasts and breasts curving into your waist. Waist curving into life…

Searching for my calmness in your nudity…

Splashes of water in the summer rain…drops finding their way into your depth. Ripples are not in the puddles, but in the rhythms of the mind. No wait!! There aren’t any ripples anymore. It’s just…just…stillness!!

It’s not a craving to touch, rather meditate to the beauty of skin.

The form is divine; the sight to behold is you!! ~~Lust has a new meaning~~. ~~Lust has lost its meaning~~. Lust has NO meaning!! Craving is silly…it’s rather juvenile to desire.

Searching for my calmness in your nudity…

Searching for YOU!!

PIP-TALES AND PUMKIN (2)

2010-05-03T11:06:00.002+05:30

Duniya mein do type ke log hote hain

Ek aap jinhe poori duniya pyar karti hai
aur ek hum jo sirf aapse pyar karte hain

MAYZ-ISM (17)

2010-04-29T18:28:00.002+05:30

A Man’s best friend is a Woman

CAN I LOVE SOMEBODY LIKE YOU

2010-04-27T15:09:00.003+05:30

I saw your scars today. They shone bright in the glow of your sapphire light. I wonder if it were my mortal eyes which couldn't see them till today or was it 'coz I mistook them for beauty spots?

I extended my hand to touch them...caress them, kiss them. But you are not mine to touch...like a jade statue I can only see you, just paint you in my imagination, filling you with the colours of my love and desires. Like dawn, in your pink and lavender robes feel you filling the borders of my sketches.

I know I can't love you, but can I love somebody like you?

FROM HER WALL

2010-04-22T21:33:00.002+05:30

Where do I hide thee?

For you are the mist in my eyes

I am scared to blink for you might disperse

Where do I find thee?

For you are the breeze in the skies

I am scared to sin for you are a holy verse

Where do I quote thee?

For you are my unspoken dream

I am scared to wake up for you might burst

Where do I kiss thee?

For you are the clear stream

I am scared to touch you for you might get hurt

LADY IN RED

2010-03-31T15:11:00.003+05:30

I fell in love when I saw you in red...

...little did I realize it was your bridal dress.

BLISS

2010-03-22T12:15:00.002+05:30

Darkness engulfs the sanity of mind. The canvas of night has its own picture to paint…with silver drops and wetness of rain. Filling in the colors of the ~~soul~~…body. Purple you say, violet and magenta. But kisses are red and bites are…"ummm what’s the colour of bites??" Purple you insist. So purple it is…

"Who cares…it’s too dark to be seen anyway"

Yet bright enough to feel the warmth of words…warm enough to be bask in them. Hot enough to make you melt.

Transparent whispers like the cool night breeze…moonlight is an old synonym for skin…let me just cover you with the shadows of my sin.

It’s like an apple you say…tempting.

"Ha!! Doesn’t this compare to paradise too?"

"A dream well chosen"

Funny are the words of a poet you say. As you laugh at the twinkling stars…the drops of sweat gleaming bright. “Enticing me or a nursery rhyme?”

Childish are laps and shoulders…that’s the past. Kisses and moans take us ahead in time…

"Making love or creating it?" It’s the depth I say…like the depth of your cleavage where I seek to find myself tonight…

“Is that the deepest you can go?”

Hmmm…"Devil in White"

...

…

"Ah!!!"

MAYZ-ISM (16)

2010-03-13T15:51:00.003+05:30

Definition of Globalization :

When a man in Darbhanga, Bihar has wet dreams about Pamela Anderson from LA, California.

LAW OF REJECTION

2010-03-10T12:35:00.001+05:30

Like the Law of Attraction I seriously think there should be a Law of Rejection as well.

I mean it is probably a bigger issue than attraction itself. People start behaving like an ape who’s been denied a banana (no puns intended) when you refuse to accept their heartfelt offer. Rumors, hate, gossip become the norm of the day. And majority of the times more than love it is the ego which can’t stand being said no to.

I am pretty bad at it myself…not how to handle rejection, rather how to reject. I guess it’s an art…saying no and not getting in the bad books of that person either.

The act should provide simplicity in the after effects of Rejection to the Rejecter, who doesn’t want to be stalked, spied or gossiped about by the Rejectee (I know there is no such word, but this is my law…so bite me)

1. The Rejectee shall not use phrases like “I hate you”, or “You don’t deserve love” etc. after the rejection.

2. The Rejectee shall not form Facebook/Twitter pages saying “Rejector is impotent” or “Rejector’s chest is as flat as roads in China” etc.

3. The Rejectee shall not go behind the back of the Rejector and start telling everyone secrets the Rejecter shared with the Rejectee trusting him/her as a good friend.

4. If the Rejectee chooses to stop talking to the Rejecter, the Rejectee shall not ask the Rejecters other friends to stop talking to the Rejecter too.

5. If the Rejecter and Rejectee bump into one another, the awkward situation shall be avoided by using formal greetings, rather than blaming each other for the Rejectees drinking problem.

6. The Rejectee shall not stalk, spy the Rejecter and write diary entries which can be later used for blackmail. Such Rejectees shall also not be eligible to buy night vision goggles or hidden cameras.

7. The Rejectee shall not give drunk calls, late night calls to the Rejecter and crib how the Rejecter is responsible for his erectile malfunction or her weight problem.

In the end I would just like to say that the Rejectee should understand that the Rejecter has lost something more important than love…Friendship.

MAYZ-ISM (15)

2010-02-27T23:15:00.002+05:30

There are 2 types of girls in the world

The first type are the ones you wanna take home…

…The second are the ones you wanna just take home

MAYZ-ISM (14)

2010-02-25T13:53:00.000+05:30

To remain good friends with people...always maintain your distance with them

LAW OF ATTRACTION

2010-02-08T19:21:00.002+05:30

Well frankly there are none. I mean seriously life would have been so much simpler if there were a set of pre-defined rules to whom we get attracted to

Well anyway the point is that if God had put a constitution kind of a thing in our head just to keep us in check everytime we had this desire to act like an ass to totally impress someone who compares us to the office janitor, life would have been so much simpler.

So here is my version of how I would like the Law of Attraction to look like.

Law of Attraction

An act to provide simplicity in the means of attraction to someone who is looking for a long term fruitful painless relationship

1. Short Title, extent and commencement

(1) This act may be called the Law of Attraction under the jurisdiction of the Government of Paradise, 2010

(2) It extends to the whole human society, even if they live in caves and wear leaves.

(3) It shall come into force on such date as one Cupid, by notification of his official gazette (read, flower tipped arrow), appoint

2. Definitions, in this act unless the context otherwise requires

(1) “Attraction” means the chemical imbalance caused in the body of a human being while scanning the physical form of another human being.

(2) “Human Being” unless the context otherwise requires, means any physical being covered under the act of Theory of Evolution, Darwin, 1859.

(3) “Gucci” refers to any object of materialistic desire and can be read as Jimmy Choo, Louis Vuitton, Victoria’s Secret, Lamborghini Gallardo and in continuation.

Provided, Cupid shall be seen as a cruel practical joke by someone up there with a really sad sense of humor.

3. Act not applicable to certain Persons – Nothing in this act shall apply to

(1) People who believe in the presence of a Blonde Dwarf in Diapers (read Cupid)

(2) Any person under the influence of Alcohol , Drugs or Viagra

4. Provisions of sub section (1) and sub section (2) of section 3 not applicable to certain persons

(1) 40 year old virgins

(2) Die-hard SRK and Hugh Grant fans

5. Conditions for attraction

(1) A person shall not get attracted to someone who’s in love with someone else and vice-versa.

(2) A person can get attracted to someone who is also attracted to a third person provided the people in contention are not in love.

(3) A person shall not get attracted to his/her best friend unless both are unattracted to a third person till the biological age of 30.

(4) A person shall not get attracted to someone who thinks the person in contention looks like the missing link.

(5) A person shall not get attracted to someone who talks about Gucci and the person in contention in the same breath provided the person in contention is not the owner of a Gucci Showroom.

(6) A person shall not get attracted to a Gold Digger.

(7) A person shall not get attracted to someone who is not physically accessible within 30 minutes by road.

(8) A male shall not get attracted to a female whose mother is a former beauty queen and still looks like one.

(9) A female shall not get attracted to a male whose father is a former underwear model and still gets offers.

(10) A person shall not get attracted to someone who was used in the study of unstable human behaviour (read impulsiveness, jealousy, stalking, possessiveness and in continuation)

(11) A person shall not get attracted to a person who at any given time has more than 5 suitors.

(12) A person shall not get attracted to someone who in reply to “love you” says “thank you” provided “love you” has not already been said before

6. This act shall continuously be modified and any person with a valid logical theory on conditions for attraction can be a part of it.

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Government of Paradise, 2010

MY DREAM

2010-02-03T11:19:00.001+05:30

Reality isn’t a way to live for me…

…for you reveal yourself when I close my eyes

HAPPY TO YOU PUMKIN

2010-02-01T11:03:00.001+05:30

You are...

You are the sweetness of mangoes

You are the innocence of adolescence

You are the core...

...and you are the essence!!!

You are the reason...

...and the beauty of every season

You are the glimmer... the shimmer, the glitter, the flicker...

...and that twinkle in my eye

You are the fragrance of meadows

You are the songs of birds

You are the chastity of springs

You are the softness of clouds...

...and an angels wings

You are the arc that forms my smile

You are the waves that surround my lonely isle

This day marks your beauty and also your birth...

Oh!!! Goddess of aqua...

... You are my thirst!!!

PIP-TALES & PUMKIN (1)

2010-01-29T13:25:00.004+05:30

Pumkin :You know there is this girl in my office who looks like a petite lizard

Pip : A petite lizard??? Duh!!!

Pumkin : Just nod to what I am saying, I am in a mood to abuse so don't rub me the wrong way

Pip : Oh!!! Would you call me a petite lizard too??

Pumkin : You are not petite!!

Pip : But you think I am a lizard??

Pumkin : Actually you are closer to a baby elephant :D

MAYZ-ISM (13)

2009-10-16T08:28:00.003+05:30

My Dad, a Dentist says, too much sweetness causes tooth-ache…

…I say it causes Heart-ache!!!

A PIECE OF ME (1)

2009-10-15T12:46:00.001+05:30

If you don’t want me to lie…don’t ask me any questions!!!

…AND I BURNT THE MASK

2009-10-14T20:12:00.001+05:30

MAYZ-ISM (12)

2009-10-13T18:43:00.002+05:30

We should of course learn to Invest in people…

…but we should also know when to sell off non-performing assets.

MY DOSE OF NARCISSISM (6)

2009-09-10T13:11:00.001+05:30

My Kisses are as Smooth as Chocolate Fondue!!!

STARDUST

2009-09-04T21:00:00.001+05:30

As I walked under the black canvas of night…I felt her soft eyes on me.

Mesmerized by the darkness of the sky…The Shining Star, The Jewel of my eye.

The Shimmer, The Glitter, The Flicker, The Twinkle…The Blinding Star with peach coloured cheeks…

Had always seen the Moon with a Scar…but today I saw beauty spots on a Star.

As I walked under the black canvas of night…

…I was sprinkled with some Stardust!!!

MAYZ-ISM (11)

2009-08-28T18:48:00.001+05:30

99% of our friends don’t like us for us…they like us for how we make them feel.

The rest 1% are the ones we should never lose.

MY DOSE OF NARCISSISM (5)

2009-08-23T18:06:00.001+05:30

MAYZ-ISM (10)

2009-08-20T18:59:00.003+05:30

If you are sex "starved" try and avoid "flavoured" condoms.

A PSYCHEDELIC DREAM

2009-08-17T21:03:00.002+05:30

Just back from my Kerala Trip…and all I can say is no matter where you go Kerala has to be in the list of places to visit before you die.

ps: yes!!! these pics have been clicked by yours truly :)

NIRVANA

2009-08-05T18:22:00.003+05:30

I always believed that the pleasure was in the chase than the result. But with you I know the chase is not where the fun is but its the result which would make me happy. And yet I don’t want to chase you nor do I want you for myself.

Its like an atheist finding a Goddess…Nirvana.

LOVE “US” TODAY

2009-08-03T15:33:00.004+05:30

Feelings, Emotions…these are not for me to hide, not for you to express…not for anyone to be jealous about.

These are just fleeting thoughts in the sands of time. One day our name is written there and the next day the waves wash us away.

What I ask is why wait for that wave?? The moment is now…

Don’t kill your smile thinking about the tears of tomorrow…smile today thinking of the moments you and I share right now…

…Love “us” today.

QUOTING TUM BIN

2009-08-02T22:13:00.001+05:30

Yeh emotions bhi kitne stupid hote hain…logic hi nahi samajhte

MAYA (ILLUSION)

2009-07-30T19:24:00.003+05:30

Maya kehti hai aaine mein mat dekho

…use darr hai mujhe apne aks se zyada pyar hai

SLEEP

2009-07-28T20:40:00.001+05:30

Him : Sleep, can I, in the softness of your lap?

Sleep, can I, in the shadow of your hair?

Sleep, can I, to the pleasure of your touch?

Sleep, can I, to the lullaby of your breaths?

Sleep, can I, to the cradle of your breasts?

Her : Sleep, you will, forever in the warmth of my memories.

10 THINGS MISSING FROM MY LIFE

2009-07-25T18:32:00.001+05:30

Silence when I need to be consoled.

A Shoulder when I need to cry.

A Smile when I am happy.

A Warm Embrace when I am lonely.

Words when I need to share.

A Soft Lap when I want to sleep.

A Caress when I am angry.

A Warm look when I am tired.

Love when I want to live…

…Life when I want to love.

MAYZ-ISM (9)

2009-07-23T10:43:00.002+05:30

The Stimulation of Seduction doesn’t lie in the result…but in the chase.

ps: Guys plz don't forget to answer the poll questions above...TIA :)

SILK SCARF

2009-07-19T17:27:00.001+05:30

I lost my silk scarf in the mulberry bushes of paradise…

…and I don’t know my way back there.

ESHA – AN AWARENESS

2009-07-16T19:30:00.001+05:30

Small gestures can make a huge difference in somebody’s life. Now imagine that instead of just a passing look you give the person your hand to support, a shoulder to hold on to and a hope of a better future. That’s what Esha does.

Founded in January 2005 by Nidhi Kaila – an IIM Calcutta alumnus, Esha is a non-profit initiative striving to help the blind in small ways that make a big difference.

With a team of volunteers spread across the country, who believe in equal opportunities for the blind and work towards the same Esha works not only to help the blind but help them help themselves by devising innovative ways and means of sustainable livelihood for to make them self-reliant and independent

There are various methods through which income is generated to sustain this commendable work

Braille enabled visiting cards

Braille-enabled visiting cards are your standard visiting cards with a special feature, your name embossed in Braille. The brailling is done for a rupee per card and can be done on your existing cards! This means you don’t have to reprint your cards at all. Just commission Esha to do the brailling and you will have a new set of cards at your desk in a week’s time, wherever you are located in the country.

Theatre Workshops

These are sensitisation workshops in schools, colonies and offices, wherever solicited. These workshops are based on the Theater Technique, and are therefore, inclusive, activity based, and fun. These workshops provide a refreshing change from the standard Team Building and other workshops usually used for children, employees and friends in a group.

The main aim of these workshops is two fold:
1. To make the participants more aware of their own gifts (incl. the gift of sight)
2. To make everyone a little more sensitive to the special needs of the differently-abled.

The workshops are (co-) conducted by a blind professional.

Accessibility Audits

Accessibility Audit is conducted at schools, colleges, offices, residential buildings and other public places to see how well a blind person can get along in that space. The audit is exhaustive and covers all types of users and all spaces. This is a treat to watch.

Now you must be wondering why am I saying all this…well ‘coz we can do our bit in this cause

Esha needs help with:

Spread the message. Esha is at www.braillecards.org
Get your visiting cards Braille enabled. Esha_braille@yahoo.com
Send a Braille greeting card to someone who never gets a card!
Any other activity of Esha.

DREAM OF CARDS

2009-07-13T20:04:00.001+05:30

I stacked up cards to build myself a dream, but the slightest wind blew it away.

I didn’t give up and tried again only to realize my queen of hearts was lost.

DEVIL IN WHITE

2009-07-10T13:42:00.001+05:30

The innocent frolics of a devious mind…
The naïve look of numbing eyes…

The paradoxical Devil in White

She laughs like a child, her voice carrying me back in time. Wears a halo of fire…carrying in it mortal desires. She wraps herself in a robe of virtues yet flies using the wings of pleasure. The fire of lust and the holy water of redemption. Bathes in wine and preaches temperance.

She melts me in a moment…craving for more. Envious of her boisterous followers and addicted to her soothing words. The unmatched confidence and the childlike purity. Those flowing hair are not my bed of roses, but a trap to take my resistance. That delicate body is not mine to touch yet I yearn…

…falling to the mesmerizing ways of the Devil in White.

MISTRESS OF THIRST

2009-07-08T16:29:00.006+05:30

The elusive mistress of thirst promises to quench the fire within. I can sense her playful presence, as I see the signs all around…a silent rumble, a gentle roar, the wetness around…yet she plays with my patience.

She promises to free me from these scorching shackles. A promise that she’ll come down and kiss my parched lips. A promise she will moist them with her lips…soft as clouds. Her touch washing away the pain I feel growing inside me everyday.

A taunting silhouette emerging from the fog…I feel her dancing in the horizon…as she casts her shadow over praying mortals…but to me always out of sight.

Whispering in my ear, luring me into patience and then dispersing again in the mist.

ps: guys if you haven't answered the survey questions in the previous post plz answer them in the comment section of this post...TIA :)

FACEBOOK TAG

2009-07-06T21:52:00.001+05:30

Well actually I was tagged on FB with this one by Nehya but I have a bad case of writers block going on so thought doing this tag here would help me buy some more time

RULE 1
You can only say Guilty or Innocent.
RULE 2
You are not allowed to explain anything unless someone messages you and asks! (sorry I didn’t hear that :D)

Before I go on to the Tag there are a couple of questions I would really request all of ya to answer…require this for a study so please take out some time and answer them in a simple yes or no. TIA :)

1. In India, is it possible to get Braille on your visiting cards? Yes/No

2. Do you know of an organisation called Esha – People for the blind? Yes/No

Ok now the Tag…

Asked someone to marry you?
Innocent

Kissed one of your Facebook friends?
Guilty (more than one)

Danced on a table in a bar?
Innocent

Ever told a lie?
Guilty (anyone answerin innocent for this one is guilty)

Had feelings for someone whom you can't have back?
Guilty

Ever kissed someone of the same sex?
Innocent

Kissed a picture?
Guilty (*blush blush*)

Slept in until 5 PM?
Innocent

Fallen asleep at work/school?
Innocent

Held a snake?
Innocent (what are we referrin to as snake here??)

Been suspended from school?
Innocent

Worked at a fast food restaurant?
Innocent

Stolen from a store?
Innocent

Been fired from a job?
Innocent (not yet!!!)

Done something you regret?
Guilty (l never learn from my mistakes)

Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose?
Innocent (but I laughed so hard once while drinkin that the whole thing went inside :P)

Caught a snowflake on your tongue?
Innocent

Kissed in the rain?
Guilty

Sat on a roof top?
Guilty

Kissed someone you shouldn't?
Guilty

Sang in the shower?
Guilty (my mom once locked me inside)

Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?
Guilty

Shaved your head?
Innocent

Slept naked?
Guilty

Had a boxing membership?
Innocent

Made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?
Guilty

Been in a band?
Guilty

Shot a gun?
Guilty

Donated Blood?
Guilty

Eaten alligator meat?
Innocent

Eaten cheesecake?
Guilty

Still love someone you shouldn't?
Innocent

Have/had a tattoo?
Innocent

Liked someone, but will never tell who?
Innocent

Been too honest?
Guilty

Ruined a surprise?
Innocent

Ate in a restaurant and got really bloated that you cant walk afterwards?
Guilty

Erased someone in your friends list?
Guilty

Dressed in a woman's clothes (if you're a guy) or man's clothes (if you're a girl)?
Guilty (Does roleplay count ;))

Joined a pageant?
Innocent

Been told that you're handsome or beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said?
Guilty

Had communication w/ your ex?
Guilty

Get totally drunk one night and you have an important exam tomorrow morning?
Innocent

Get totally angry that you cried so hard?
Innocent

MAYZ-ISM (8)

2009-07-04T22:40:00.002+05:30

The best way to get your way is to play dumb

WHILE YOU WERE SLEEPING...

2009-07-02T16:59:00.002+05:30

I wish for a part of your velvety dreams, a part of your silent smile…
I wish I were a part of your shut eye lashes…
Of your slow breaths and your heaving breasts

I wish I were a part of your divine figure…
Of your glistening skin and the happiness within

I wish for a part of the part you stole from the night…
A part of the shimmer you borrowed from the moonlight…
and I wish I were a part of your memory when you open your eyes.

Sweet-dreams Angel…

MY DOSE OF NARCISSISM (4)

2009-06-30T21:02:00.002+05:30

TAGGED – FILLING IN MY LIFE

2009-06-29T21:41:00.002+05:30

I came, I saw, I stole this tag off Devil Incarnate’s Blog…was majorly bored and have no new stuff to rant about…

1. I've come to realize that my last kiss..... was to say goodbye.

2. I am listening to... Seasons in the Sun (Terry Jacks)

3. I talk... to only those who stimulate me.

4. I love... acting like a kid.

5. My best friends... are my mirror.

6. My first real kiss... was with a stranger.

7. Love is... just an extension of lust.

8. Marriage is... a stamp of legality.

9. Somewhere, someone is thinking... of death and birth

10. I'll always... prefer to remain silent

11. The last time I really cried was because... she was in pain

12. My cell phone ... is never free

13. When I wake up in the morning... I curse my office

14. Before I go to bed... I have a desire to hug someone

15. Right now I am thinking about... a new job

16. Babies are... how God wants us to be…innocent

17. I miss... my childhood

18. Today I... am down with fever :(

19. Tomorrow I will be... missing office (every dark cloud has a silver lining)

20. I really want to be... able to love truly

PEOPLE – A DIME A DOZEN

2009-06-28T13:26:00.002+05:30

When I was young they used to temme one day you'll learn to live without people…without friends…that would be the day you will really grow up. I think what they meant was that would be the day you would cripple up and die.

I have always been called a loner…moody and complex. But I beg to differ…I am just choosy about whom I want in my life. (Though it helps if you shop at victoria’s secret :P). Maybe that’s the reason I like blogging so much…its a nice place to know like minded people.

I have been told I am rather indifferent to a lot of things and people. My friends say it stems from my ADH disorder but I don’t think it has anything to do with my medical condition. If I like you I like you…period!! You can’t force your friendship on me…rather if you try and do that you are just pushing me further away. People don’t grow on me…so if you are an idiot, you are an idiot…there are no two ways about it.

I have about 330 odd people in my orkut list outta which I might have just sent a friends request to only about 40 odd people. I thought I’ll be nice to people for a change there…but I am sorry to say that doesn’t come naturally to me. Now compare this to my FB where my list is limited to only about 50 people, I have about 60 friend requests pending there ‘coz I just don’t want those people in my life anymore.

Anyway the point here is I just don’t care what someone thinks about me…what I care about is what I think about that someone ‘coz that’s gonna decide how important that person is gonna be in my life.

MAYZ-ISM(7)

2009-06-26T07:00:00.001+05:30

A man in Love would never fight for a Girl…

…the one who does is just desperate.

BLACK MAGIC WOMAN

2009-06-24T18:10:00.003+05:30

Devil in disguise…Messenger of Lucifier
Hell freezes over when she walks…
Heaven bursts into flames when she talks.
Gabriel runs for cover and Satan smirks.

Re-defines Blasphemy and sins are her virtue.

A storm in stillness
Nightmare every night
Shriek of silence
Cause of our piteous plight

Earth to Mia
Lightning to Zeus
Water to Poseidon
Darkness to Devil
Mischief to Loki
Gold to a Leprechaun
Black Magic!!!

She is the fear of loss
She is the upside down cross
She is the serpent’s eye
She is the wolfs cry

Keeper of dark secrets…
The dungeon of doom…
The yang…
The reason for gloom
She is the prison and also the escape
For some she is Salvation for the rest Annihilation.

MY DOSE OF NARCISSISM (3)

2009-06-23T08:38:00.000+05:30

…I think I should come with a Statutory Warning

MAYZ-ISM (6)

2009-06-21T10:00:00.006+05:30

You are a Good Flirt when the Girls stop calling you a Flirt and start calling you Charming.

MAYZ-ISM (5)

2009-06-19T07:09:00.005+05:30

Lingerie is the best invention after the Wheel.

The Wheel sets the World in motion and Lingerie brings it to a halt!!

PIN UP GIRL

2009-06-18T06:35:00.001+05:30

I want your eyes looking into mine
I want your tingle in my spine
I want to be out of breath Expressed in rhyme
I will never reject
the veracity in what i sense tonight dear,

I will always stay by your side
you can place a bet and win over the fear
I say truth over here
cause you're beautiful just the way you are
I hope you can see it through me
I see you hovering in dreams
bending and twisting under the stars
making them precious,erasing the scars
I want you the only way you are
swimming and floating in waters
the way you are alive
a silver line on the horizon

the reverse-side to the card
is Remarkable by far
a Candid soul to talk to
and meditate the life with
a hopeless romantic
a fancy lover

you're my pin-up girl
and I'm your breezer
our story will go on
this was just the teaser

Note from Mayz: this is a dedication from my carrot loving friend to the girl whoz falling down the rabbit hole. Any resemblance to any person Gay, living, dead or in a drunk state is purely co-incidental.

YOU UP THERE…

2009-06-17T20:06:00.001+05:30

If this is your idea of a joke…let me tell you I am not amused. This is my last warning. One wrong move and I would never talk to you again.

So get your act straight. Stop hurting her!!! Haven’t you had enough?? Why don’t you pick someone your own size…try me for a change.

Won’t tell you again…do you hear that GOD??

202 - SHRUTI

2009-06-15T18:00:00.000+05:30

As a teenager I grew up on mushy stories of mills and boons. Stories which depicted tall dark handsome men with piercing eyes and angular chins, they had thin mean lips and oozed ruthlessness. Their ways were brash and their kisses brutal,yet they had a heart of gold (like you would know at the end of the story)somehow this was the picture of the perfect man I had.

As I grew up so did my individuality and my image of a perfect man underwent a metamorphosis. Why did men have to maintain that tough exterior why is it that we had to tire ourselves trying to crack the puzzle of their behaviour. I wondered why they couldn't be more like us after all they felt the same intensity as us. Its the inherent quality of men, they hate to express their feelings because it makes them feel vulnerable. The truth is it requires a lot of courage and then I chanced upon the crystal maze, here was a man who was not afraid to speak his heart and not just that its the whole thought that indeed men were capable of such intricate feelings was such a revelation.

He talked about his love, his lust, his pain and his anger. 200 posts on love,affection hurt and ecstasy and like many said it before its not just his posts but his comment section that's so endearing. I love the camaraderie that he share with his blog mates. It’s so inviting to go to a place where you can let your caution down and express your heart out and not worry if it would not be perceived the wrong way so it comes as no surprise that his fan club grows every single day(he hates it when i say fans he prefers 'friends')

Mayank I might not comment on your every post or answer your calls but I have never ever missed reading even a single post. When I see those praises coming your way and the way your popularity grows I am there sitting by your side rejoicing your success and happiness just as much as you. On this occasion all I wanna say is you mean the WORLD to me, just be there for me when I need you!

Congratulations on reaching the milestone of 200. looove you!!!!! muaaahhhhhhhh.......

201 – A JOURNEY CALLED BLOGGING

2009-06-13T14:26:00.001+05:30

Its a journey…you choose your path…you choose your companions…and you choose the stories to share on the way. Whoever said Blogging is not the real world never looked into the mirror of his own thoughts.

I have lost here…I can say at times won too…I have loved here…and most of the times been hated (yeah!! I can give you a list of people who despise me in Blogsville). So you see it’s not very different from what we have outside the world of our words.

Yeah there are no more illusions to enchant me here…the razzmatazz has done a Houdini…life ain’t very simple around here either…but the fairies live on, and so do the elf's and the moon.

The Crystal Maze some say is nothing but a hard piece of rock…a cracked and broken rock if I may add. But I still have a lil radiance left…and that my dear dear people is the radiance you have given me.

I know I cant pass the radiance back to you guys ‘coz as I said it belongs to you but I would really like to given you a part of this hard piece of rock in the form of my Crystal Heart…

Then there have been times when the colour faded from these posts. The Muses had gone missing, disappearing into the horizon without even leaving a footprint. I had thought about quitting Blogging, but the love still poured in, you guys still inspired me so this is for all you sweet people who always kept me smiling and helped me reach my 200th post. Thanks for all the love guys and please accept these candies as they are the only things can come close to your sweetness. *Hugs*

ps: there are still a few more guest posts to go but I needed to thank you all before them :)

200th

2009-06-10T21:10:00.003+05:30

Imagine, everything you want and desire in a friend.
Think really hard about some of the qualities that come to
your mind. While you are thinking I want to tell you a little
story.

On April 29th, 2008 I met a blogger in my comment section, nothing really to tell except that I thought he was really arrogant and well he was just another blogger to me. I know it sounds really harsh, i'm sure he thought the same about me.

Anyways

Mayz has a blog that keeps you coming back for more. His talent is such that it takes only two lines of his most seductive posts to makes me want to jump into a cold shower. Come on people don't just say it is me that feels that way, huh?

This is where I stop rambling and get a little serious about Mayank Okay? NO TEARS LADIES AND GENTS!!

Mayank,

I don't want to say how much of a handsome guy you are, well I guess I just did! I want to say a quick Thank You. I know you don't want to hear it or accept it, but this time I have the key board on this blog. lol

You have always been there when I needed you the most. I sit back and think of every time I have called you or got online with a problem you have been there. You have heard me rant, cry, scream and just plain loose it from time to time and you never ran away, letting me know without saying one word that you care. When my world seemed to be falling apart when my father passed, you stayed on the phone even tho it was silence.

When I think of the word friend, I think of you.. I think of all the times I come and read your blog and get the biggest hug just from your words.

You are a good person, you are everything that someone can imagine a friend to be. I have seen your many sides I prefer the side that smiles (his angry side is scary!). We went from nothing to something in just a short period of time. Mayank, promise me you will not change, eh?

So readers, when you think of what you want in a friend, make sure they are not a fair weather friend. Make sure it is someone that is there when all the chips are down and even if they dont understand you, they are still going to be there.

I can do even better for you, here is a picture of what a True friend looks likes...

I Love you Mayank and Happy 200th post.

H. Nehya

ps. thanks for asking me to be apart of this, Can I have my Manolo Blahniks now? lol

pss. Thanks also to my editor, yes I have an editor! Im cool like that! lol Mike helps me with my run on sentences.. and with the motivational poster

199th Post

2009-06-08T21:35:00.009+05:30

Since I have been told to write this post by the man himself, Mayank has given me instructions to write great stuff about him, and that too without any incentive. I have been told to mind what I write because if I showed how much he means to me He may face flak and loose readers and his Gf for which he said he would never ever forgive me. So as I write this post, I'm treading on egg shells… if you meet him, please tell him to send me as a box of chocolates at least…don’t forget, because Mayank said for every recommendation I get RS 5 that will be contributed towards my chocolate fund….your recommendation really counts.. Please contribute to ‘feed Raka Chocolate fund’ hurry!!

On the occasion of Mayank’s 199^Th post he has chosen me among his million fans to write this post for him. Yes it is an honor alright and I feel privileged to write this one for him… shush... The secret is, I’m hoping against hope I will have some of you reading this post trailing to my blog, hell ya I need a few more readers :) and being known as Mayank’s friend makes you feel all important and popular.. yes yes my collars are up alright! :)

See writing a post for Mayank is the toughest job I have ever under taken. Its not the first time I am writing a guest post … okay okay wont advertise myself anymore..:) ya where were we? O yeah why writing a post for Mayank is the toughest, well its because I have always been in awe of Him. Ages back He used to have this blog which was really complicated and ornamental in terms of language and content and I would read and reread and make no sense of it at all. And I was like god!! I am such a dimwit but then Mayank and his benevolent ways, he choose to be with a dunderhead like me and thought enough to include me into his prestigious club privileged people whom he calls friends. *jumping with glee, happy at being among the chosen few*

We have known each other a while now, and every time we talk I’m struck by how well turned out he is. The way he carries himself, both on professional front as well as on personal front really stuns me. He is patient and persevering, and it is a rarity to find him all ruffled and angry. The way he talks about his lady love, makes even a stranger feel that she has known her for ages, fondness and affection exudes his conversations about her. There is a kind a zest and passion that is really striking. God has really created a masterpiece while creating Him, for He is a combination of all things good and maybe that’s why I find him an ‘ideal’ among men.

Many of you who are our common friends must have read me referring to Mayank as a mentor, and have wondered why a mentor? Mentor is hardly an adjective to use with a handsome, hot, charming, enigmatic guy like Mayank but not many know that he is enterprising, and tireless as a friend. And his contribution to my life is immense. He has drawn me out of my convent education, prim and proper, shy, embarrassed, awkward self and showed me the way world perceives of me, he instilled in me the confidence to walk with my head held high, caring a damn about what people think. He helped me conquer my fears; think beyond the obvious and to be a lot flexible in life. I am no longer the uptight, shy and demure girl, who would scoot every time anyone complimented her or who feared rejection. And I am all this because I had a gem of a friend who always steadied me whenever I faltered, who stood by me every time I made up my mind and then changed it again, who never discarded me if I couldn’t do what I was supposed to do, who took me for who I am and saw the things in me which others never did. Mayank to me is truly god send and id never ever trade him for anything in the world. If you have him as a friend, hold him cling to him and never let him go, because he is worth the million bucks, he looks.

Mayank,

I wont tell you how hot and sexy you are, I wont tell you how cute I find you, but there are things that id never tell you otherwise but I will today.

Having you as a friend makes me feel taken care of, I feel cherished and valued. You make me feel like the most important friend in life and to me that means the world. I don’t know if u believe me, i don’t know if you care, I don’t know if I will ever say this to you again, but to me and in my life, you, Mayank are extremely important, as a friend and a mentor. I know we don’t need to say that each time we know and we feel that is what friends are for but sometimes it is important for us to know that we are loved.

With lots of love, hugs and kisses

This is Raka/Phoenix signing off…

P.S- don’t forget the recommendation please…:)

MY DOSE OF NARCISSISM (2)

2009-06-06T08:02:00.002+05:30

APNI TOH HAAR HAI…

2009-06-04T22:01:00.004+05:30

Sunte the hum, yeh zindagi

gum aur khushi ka mel hai

Humko magar aaya nazar

yeh zindagi woh khel hai

koi sab jeete, sab koi haar de

You win everything…and yet you feel you have ended on the losing side…

I have run outta stars trying to count the number of times I have lost even when I held the trophy in my hand. Its a realization that its not a game afterall…its life…and you don’t win against life, no you don’t lose either, you stand equally with others loving them or atleast trying to love them.

But I am afraid to love at times…’coz I am afraid to hurt and ‘coz I am afraid to get hurt.

Stop falling in Love with me…I am running outta friends.

Why the bloody fuck do you have to fall in fucking love with me and then leave me without a friend or a lover.

I am not trying to score here…I am really not proud of all those broken relationships. I am not even counting the number of women I have made out with or gone to bed with…frankly I don’t care anymore. Just need a friend…is that too much to ask for??

apni toh haar hai yaar mere

WASHED AWAY

2009-06-03T06:27:00.002+05:30

You wrote my name in the sands of time…

not realizing that the first wave would wash me away

THE GREEN FAIRY

2009-06-01T20:16:00.003+05:30

The first time I laid my eyes on her, her figure was sprawled across the floor…her body glistening against the white marble. The tiny drops of water losing themselves in her slender curves. She looked like a heavenly apparition…a radiant silhouette against the backdrop of whiteness. The acme of sensuality…the epitome of seduction.

With a single glance she trapped me in her mist. The hunter had become the hunted. The pale mist accentuating her persona, like a halo on an angel. She was the mist…she lives in one. An illusion to the dreamer…a reality to the tempted. A spirit wandering in my senses.

Her robes losing themselves with the first kiss...me climaxing with the first touch. I found a reason to live ‘coz I wanted to die to her touch, to another kiss…to the taste of her fennel flavoured lips. She could have been a Greek Goddess enshrouded in her emerald robe…but I knew better. I knew she was a fairy...

The Green Fairy of a Bohemian Rhapsody.

ASHES AND TEARS

2009-05-31T19:09:00.000+05:30

As I was burning in the fires of Hell I tried to rise from my Ashes…

but the Tears of an Angel washed me away

MAYZ-ISM (4)

2009-05-29T07:52:00.004+05:30

Clarity of thoughts is directly proportional to the slowness of mind.

YOU ARE…

2009-05-26T07:28:00.001+05:30

An Angel with Silver Wings…healing all my Sufferings...
A Dewdrop, Quenching my Thirst…
A Crystal Chandelier, Beautiful…Universal Light of Incandescent Glow…
Beginning of Spring…Golden and Lavender…
Mozart’s Creation…Purity and Perfection…
Songs of Love…Heart’s Deepest Desire…
A Diamond…Polished and Radiant…
A Flower…infact a Rose…with the Softness of Petals…
The Evening Sky…Crimson and Amber…
The Mountain Spring…born with Clear and Pure Essence…
Stars in the Night…Radiant White…
A Bonfire…Passion and Desire…
The Sway of Trees…our Love Story…
A Waterfall…Unmatched Beauty…
A Birds Song…the Voice of My Life…
A Rainbow…Filling My World with Colours…
A Shadow in a Desert…Giving me a New Life…
An Oceans Wave…Bringing me closer to your Heart!!!

THE CRYSTAL MAZE – 100TH AWARD

2009-05-24T11:24:00.002+05:30

I started The Crystal Maze about an year back as a place where I could just pen down my thoughts without editing them or thinking about them twice and thus the url letterstomayank. What I didn’t realize was that my thoughts would reflect the unsaid words of all of you. This blog is not fiction, there is hardly any post here which is written not keeping someone in mind and I guess that’s what makes it all the more loved. To add to that The Crystal Maze has been honoured with so many awards that its overwhelming.

Keshi gave me my first award in September last year and Kirti bestowed the 100th award one me a couple of days back and as a token of my gratitude I have something for all of you. Please accept these and honour me.

This Thank You Cookie is for each and everyone who has taken out time to comment on my Blog (yes, you too anonymous).

I Treasure all you guys for your friendship and thus all of you who are on my Blog-roll or whom I follow please accept The Pixie. Those of you who already have it well Thank You so much again

MAYBE

2009-05-22T07:30:00.001+05:30

I had a dream yesterday or maybe I would have just liked to dream this…

The dream had you and no one else or maybe it did…but I only saw you or maybe I only wanted to see you…
You were standing at the other end of the rainbow or maybe the rainbow was your smile…
You shimmered like gold or maybe it was your skin…I craved to touch you, hold your hands and walk with you…
It smelt like spring or maybe it was your fragrance…
I seemed to be in a trance or maybe it was your addiction…
It felt like heaven…or maybe it was YOU

UN-COMFORTABLY NUMB

2009-05-19T20:13:00.003+05:30

Sometimes there is this sense of hopelessness. As if I am a non-existent entity. I used to attribute this to PMS earlier but its been proven now that men don't suffer from it. So now my theory revolves around dementors. Yeah we muggles can't feel them but they do suck out the happiness from time to time.

I would call it a sense of being alone. You know, the non existent entity I was talking about earlier. I wanna talk to someone, but then I pick my phone and realize there is no one I can share this moment with. Feels like everyone around is just another illusion and when I try to grasp them all I get is a bit of mist.

Its uncomfortable 'coz this is not what I would call solitude. Infact this isn't even being lonely. Its something else...something eerie...something I don't want and yet I feel its a part of me. I don't feel like smiling, music doesn't soothe me, rain is no longer mesmerizing but I do feel lotsa anger and frustration, but again at no one in particular.

I can't pin point what exactly it is...its just a feeling of being hurt but there are no wounds and no one to blame for the hurt...eyes feel heavy and yet there are no tears...smiles seem vague...purposeless infact...

Someone plz help me out here :(

The Truth, The Whole Truth, SO HELP ME MAYZ

2009-05-16T18:29:00.005+05:30

Chan Here! So I guess you are probably asking, Who in the hell is she? Lets just call me magical. loving, HOT, and caring.. Ok, lets scratch that shit. I am a country girl from Kentucky, nothing less, nothing more.

I guess you are also wondering how I landed here doing a guest post on Mayz blog to, eh? I was not invited I am a intruder. I felt the need to come and let you all know that I am The "HER" in all of his post. Yes, HE IS MY LOVER. Stop everyone, don't go a get jealous on me. I felt I needed to keep myself a secret and I did it as long as I could but I think YOU the loyal readers deserved to know about me. He has you all asking all the time, and yet he does not ever answer you.

This that I am about to tell you is going to have to be a secret between you all and I ok? I know I hate to keep secrets. I know you all want to know why a secret on a post right? He has a girlfriend. Yes, I know it hurts me also that he would pass up this fun loving girl. Hey I did not lie to you all I said that he was my Lover, I never said that I was his. MY God people follow a little bit better ok??

Mayz, I think I have to also praise you just a little to tell you what and how an excellent STALKER (that would be me) see's when she is at this blog.

1. You are so honest with your words.
2. You express what you are feeling, even if you don't understand. (believe you me, a lot of us understand).
3. The LUST, maybe a little too much for some people but damnit I love it, every word. ( we need to do more of these, ok?)
4. You speak so eloqently about Me.. Ok, Ok It may not be me but let me pretend it is me when I am reading it.
5. I don't really have a point for this one, but I wanted to have a point 5.

Mayz, seriously, I really enjoy reading your posts, I get weak sometimes and even me, (Satan's Granddaughter) Loves to hear a man express his feelings for a loved one, family and friends. I would go into a lot more but this is a rated "G" blog. I lied this is more a "PG-13" blog and on those posts to "Her" It is more of a rated "R" blog.

Keep on giving us wat we so love to read and baby, I mean gives us all of you. (sorry, laspe of insanity there for a minute)

HER please don't attempt to contact me I am more of a SPY, I cannot tell you what agency I am from, just know that I am watching, this is what I am trained to do. You have a good man. I still need to know WHO you are.

Damnit Mayz, WHO THE HELL IS SHE?????

P.s.. I will found out her name, Your fans Demand it and I shall deliever it.
Chan.

JEALOUS NATURE

2009-05-13T19:39:00.003+05:30

Her: I love the way we love. I think I am Jealous of us.

Him: I am jealous of you 'coz you have you with you all the time.

Her: I think even the Nature is Jealous of us..it looks at us with Envy filled Eyes

Him: I know,

The Earth wonders why don't the raindrops touch it the way you touch me

The Sea watches you melt in my embrace and longs for the river to melt in it in the same way

The meadows even with all its flowers put together can't match up to the combined fragrance of our breaths

When you whisper in my ears the trees ask the breeze why it can't be as gentle

Seeing us kiss the mountain streams cry for the snowflakes don't have this warmth

The sounds of our hearts beating to each others rhythym makes the shore disown the waves

The sparkle our eyes carry make the stars hide behind the dark clouds

Her: Ha!!! Nature...learn to Love from US!!!