Do you like eating buns everyday?
Fantastic taste when its freshly baked
Putting all the correct spices
Would enhance the taste and texture

The dough may not be perfect sometimes
Creativity may help to improve
Well do you need perfection everytime?
Its the heart you put in it, all that matters
your loved ones you think of
when you knead the dough
the smiling face of your daughters
when the aroma fills the air...
The satisfaction and appreciation
When the buns melt in the mouth..
Bake with love...

Black is your coffee
Toasted and buttered your bread
Half past seven,
A quick peck on the cheek
off you go to the bank
one solid day you spend at the bank
a loyal servant of the bank of commerce
Your lover number one,
the bank..always the bank...

you'd be at the bank till all workers gone home
you'd be at your desk checking the accounts
making it balance , counting the profits
recovering the loss...
If there is an award for the banker of the year
The outstanding achievement
and the bla... bla... bla...
The winner is you, without a doubt...

While you're making your accounts pretty
Perfecting your financial reports
The dinner is getting too cold
The kids are growing up so fast  
Your cat is getting too old
Your wife is sulking too long
Your house is getting too far
Your family is slowly vanishing...
not physically of course...
the souls of love and life
is  disappearing little by little...

Dear banker,
If you happen to listen to this
banker's wife blues...today
Hope you'd throw the balance sheets in the basket
and sit with your wife and kids
in a garden,
drinking a cup of English tea  
Eating some home made biscuits...
How much bonus is more worthwhile
than watching your kids growing up
before your eyes...
kissing your wife good night
tasting the love doses...
Tell me, after listening to all these?
Will you still worry about your imbalance bank accounts?

As I softly put on

My beautiful veil

I think of how sadly

People seem to fail

To see its beauty

See why we do

Wear it daily

If only they knew

This veil to me

Is so extremely priceless

Its not the beauty of the veil

It is not the beauty of the person

Its the beauty of the faith

a strong religious belief

Hidden in this beautiful veil...

Once bitten twice shy
Once broken forever cry
Be careful with my heart
To break it? Don't you dare try

I was born with a name
I wasn't given a choice
The name of the ancestors
generation by generation
the respective name should stay..
As a child I was always proud to say..
My mera nam , my name...
A name I couldn't erase
It'll tag along with me for the rest of my life

Today I have chosen my fate
met someone who changed my world view
my faith and belief changed
my name changed,
am no longer the same

My mera nam is my past
Loving memory of distant relatives
a unique homeland of the ancestors..
will always be missed...
when I reminisce..

I may have a name changed
My lifestyle changed in total
What a life transformation
from ignorance to tolerance
Deep inside me... I shall say
I am pretty much the same old me..

Was walking in a street one day
Nowhere to go, no one I knew
Heading to the unknown world
Hoping for nothing,
zero  expectation ,
infinity life,
My head was empty
My heart sang a lonely song
I became a beggar not by choice
Lost everything in a stupid bet
Ended up in a lonely street...
Friends became enemies
Relatives deserted me
My wife changed her surname
My kids told friends their dad was dead
My thirst , my hunger was haunting me
and starvation killed my sleep
Sky was home, bus stop was bed...
****** hungry... ****** tired
Should I call Pizza Hut delivery?
checked my pocket...
hoping for a dollar or two
****! There was a big hole in my pocket!
What choice did I have now?
They all said " Beggars can't choose."

To tarnish an image
To break a heart
To tear a soul
To put a shame
Just a split second..
To bounce back and breathe
Confidence
Perseverance
Believe
A strong will inside...
The winning power
in you...

Believe me or not
When I was young
I dreamed to be an astronaut

Believe me or not
As the youngest daughter
Mom said I'd better be a female doctor

Believe me or not
When I grew older
I became passionate working as a teacher

Believe me or not
I wanted to be better
so few years later
I studied to be a lecturer..

Believe me or not
Now that I am much much older
All I wanted to do is..
just to become wiser and wiser...

Its because I love….
Hope you’d be my Valentine again…
Its because I miss you…
Wish you’d come back to me…
Its because I need you..
Pray that you’d still love me too

Remembered the joy you gave me
For so brief a while…
In this world that we’d built together…
And shared as our own…
There was so much love
How to thank you for giving me so much….

You made my heart your home
And every time our eyes met,
My heart melted too
Even for a while I felt we were in heaven…

Thank you for being so faithful and for caring
Only you could make my world
As only you could do…
My wonderful love, you were the greatest friend and the best companion…
How I thanked god for this opportunity..
To having to love and be loved
By someone so loving like you…
Even a brief moment with you..
On this Valentine’s day..
I would cherish it forever..
Sweetheart….Would you be my Valentine once again?

I can't stop my tears from falling
Neither can I stop my heart from breaking
Its festive season, everybody is celebrating...
Be strong family, lets try to stop from crying...

It doesn't interest me
If you are telling a lie
You said your...
Heart is broken into pieces
Play marbles with them
You said you died
Cold-blooded ******
Shivering in despair
Blood refuses to flow
Numbness everywhere
If the story you are telling is true
I want to know
If you can disappoint another
Just to raise a little sympathy
With your blatant lies...

Feeling lost in the crowd
In the downpour of love
Caresses and kisses
What is right?
How can I say what is wrong
according to you is right
When actually it is all wrong...
Feeling lost among rights and wrongs
Still wild explorations leads me on
Atleast I am true to myself to my faith

Continue to betray another
if not betray your own soul....

Everybody says DONT YOU CRY....
But I hurt so bad
I need to cry
pain cant hide
pain cant heal
needs to EXPLODE
massive EXPLOSION means CRY!

my tears are brimming in my eyes..
Expect a Heavy downpour now
the tiny drops is waiting for no signal
BUT aren't you too big girl to cry?
That was what they said yesterday
Thats what they are saying again now

Kleenex where are you?
Wipe away the tears with my sleeve instead
Too shy to let them see
Tears of a big girl..
They say big girls dont cry...

Let me choose to cry in silent
In silent I cry...
see no tears , no tears

Too embarrass I am a big girl now
So I hide my tears within..
Discreetly, emotionally
keep reminding my self
I am too big girl to cry...

In between the white sheets
bitter sweet memories
of love, life and pain
pillows drenched with tears
on cold nights when lovers fight

The cringes of the bed
on hot nights when bodies sweat
when love is made
out of nothing at all...
pretending... faking love

I am trapped!      
A bunch of sweet lies told
Jailed in this deadly web
My legs are tied
My body is tightly wrapped
Seduced by her beauty                              
Tangled in her web of lies...
Hypnotized by the cunning  Black Widow
who simply waits for a foolish victim like me...
Dead end..

You walked away
Should i be sad
Should i be glad
The blank space
You left...
For a more deserving heart
The blank space
Is here
For someone's better...

You wrote with ink,
what my heart bleeds
You loved with life
what my heart sings
You kissed with passion
what my heart thinks
Your Bleeding love
Your obsession...
My heart screams
It scares me sometimes...
not about me losing you..
what ifs you lose me?

Blind...
Are we not..
Upon our bare eyes
The killings and shootings
People die on the streets
like nobody cares...
Blind..
Are we not..
Upon our naked eyes
Kids crying on the streets
Fall flat on their knees
Starved and abused...

Blind date you called it
So the girls aren't scared
Even when you have
...your seeking eyes open
To admire their fragility
and hidden values
while they giggle shyly
Slowly yet impatiently
observing their weakest points
Soft rosy cheeks
Delicate skin...
the young innocence...
too late now...

To witness the seducing acts...
Enjoying...
While the girls wide eyes...
silently shut.
Whispering
Good bye to innocence...

Should have known ....
your life would change completely..
What were you thinking ?
Have you lost your mind?
You clicked that button ACCEPT
the fake romance started
Your soul was sold
Bought so easily by the evil heart
So ignorance you were
You’ve been blinded, blinded...

You were deaf and dumbed...
Tangled yourself in the web of lies
Your craving for love landed you in deceit.
You let your heart be captivated
Manipulated with sweet words of false love

You casted those who have loved you...
Comfortable you were in this fake love life..
He was a scam, scams of the heart..
He was a king scammer...
A great cunning pretender
He valued your money not your love or life..

He fancied your bank accounts rather than your future..
What a pity first false impression..
Seduced by charms and lyrics of poems
A lying Heart is a weapon to crush a trusted soul..
Your sinful heart blinded a pure white soul
You tricked and cheated and you fooled shamelessly
You tarnished ones reputation
left her in shame, penniless and broken hearted..
You scammed her vulnerable heart...
Nothing you are worth...
Scams of the heart.....

Shall I blame my eyes?
For each blink it makes
it tries to change my fate
Upon a blink of my eyes
You are right before me...
You don't look charming
but you look fine to me
Upon another blink...
You suddenly disappear
Are you hiding?
Are you leaving again?
Shall I decide to stop blinking?
Shall I take another chance to blink?
A risk taker, am I not?
Now I see you, next I don't
to change another fate of mine
I'd rather not blink again...

Devastated I was
Having to witness
The hatred in their eyes
When they shot the pedestrians
The cruelty in those strong arms
when they slaughtered the innocents
Random killings
On a street in Paris

I was shivering at a corner
Unable to speak or move
I was numb.
I lost my heartbeat.

Blood bath in Paris
Paris was painted red
The screams the shouts and the cries
Ripping my heart in two
Dead people... injured citizens
Naive children
were shot in the head
Innocent mean
Sprawling on that street

I covered my face
with my trembling hands
What a terrifying site
A terror attack they said
A random massacre!

I didnt realise
Just how long I stood there
The night was too long
I could not stand it any longer
I couldn't take it anymore
A few minutes of terror
The despair...
Seemed like forever

I wanted to run
My feet was tied to the ground
It was no fun
Watching dead bodies lying around
Victims of  a well worked plan

With difficulties
I finally brought myself up
My veil was soaking wet
Fresh Blood streaming down
from my forehead
I was wounded
I was giddy
I was hurt
I felt like throwing up
I moved  a step forward
Just one step forward...

ALL OF A SUDDEN...
I heard a loud siren
A fierce shout..
Screaming ****** words
TERRORIST... SHE'S  A MUSLIM ****
Then... BANG!
I heard nothing after that
Because I was shot dead....

Baahon Mein Bharke Meri Jaanejaan
By filliing you in your arms Oh! my love

De Doon Tujhe Main Dil Ka Jahaan
I give you the world of my heart

Har Lamha Tera Hi Khayaal Hai
every moment I think of you

Tere Bina Hai Raahat Kahaan
Without you my mind is uneasy

(Banda Tujh Pe Qurbaan Hai
Iss Baat Se Tu Anjaan Hai) - 2
I love you so much but you
don't seem to know that

Sach Kehta Hoon ...Main Jhoot
I say the truth...and If I lie

Kahoon Toh Kahoon Toh Marr Jaaon
I shall die

Oceans and so many miles apart
Two souls meet
Their hearts....
REACH
Feeling each and every beat
Doesn't matter what others say
Nothing
And
Nobody
Can tear them away
It's already written
It's already done
The two souls
In-love
Are now ONE
REACH
Run
Climb
Fly
Once together
They will say goodbye.....
NEVER!!!
Love is borderless..........

Once upon a time  a circus came to town
A famous circus called The Amazing Brown
Kids were overwhelmed  to meet the clown..
The famous Bozzo the clown was in their town

Intelligent Bozzo  embraced the crowd
A stupid looking clown  but intelligent performances
His  silly psychotic acts were beyond imagination
The claps, the cheers, the laughters filled the circus air
The crowd applauded... wanting more..
Hungry for light and easy entertainment,
Regardless the bad weather , tickets were bought...
The  ****** clown Bozzo , the talk of the town  

what was so  weird about  this funny clown?
Masked behind his funny looking costume..
A cruel ****** killer , a demonic heart... a satanic soul..
Disguised himself as Bozzo on stage...
Pretended to be sweet, funny, intelligent ..
A ****** instead..
Somewhere , sometime ago, this demon has killed...
A  child murderer he was,  a serial killer...
Hidden behind his stupid mask.. an angry soul..
Preying for the next victim... a perfect time.. to taste the human blood again..
Meanwhile... enjoy Bozzo the famous clown.

Mummy what's for breakfast?
My tummy starts to ramble
Can you hear?
Hurry mom!! Soon I will have gas..
and gas is trouble... trouble...

Oh my poor child...
Come in the kitchen..
Pass me the Gardenia bread...
all i need is 8 slices of bread
a cup of low fat milk
one fresh egg
3 tablespoonful of brown sugar
and a pinch of salt..
Walla here's the mixer,
mix it well my child..

Now help me put the slices in a tin
A dash of cinnamon, in every slices
and here we are raisins on the top...
Help mummy with steamer now dear
everything is set....
In less than 20 minutes..
We will get your tummy settled....
Breakkfast! Rise and Shine!!!!

Half awake
dragging my legs down the stairs
found my sweet kitchen
through several yawns
and sleepy thoughts
Here's the seductive "Bombay Bread"
and a *** of Vietnamese strong Coffee
serve on the attractive kitchen table..
Breakfast everyone!!!

Bon appetit!

She denies every heartbeats
Bury the love but revisit the tombs..
Love can be killed...
But feelings...
can't be buried deep
The scars of love is fresh
the wound breathes.. and alive..
Stubborn heart...
reluctant to leave Camelia's soul...
Tormenting her heart, body and soul..
A lifetime longing...
For her lost love...
the deepest grief only she understands...
Camelia's love ...
sad and painful ...

When sun stops shining
When the wind stops blowing
When all the things stop moving
When the clock stops ticking
When I stop breathing
That is the only time
and the only time that I can live without you.....

Awaiting for your warm embrace,
Subtle kisses began the mating game,
As an innocent cuddle tums out to be something else.
Wild imaginations become real indulgence of temptations,
Hands exploring treasures that were kept hidden,
breathing deep with emotion.. two souls become one.
burning in the flame of love.
desire upon desire... i breathe your name...
you breathe mine..
Melting away in ecstasy,
We paint ourselves on the canvas of love

My teacher wears her usual stern face
Struts into the lecture theatre
Looking so stiff and aloof..
She is untouchable I knew
Well what could I do?

She writes some vague words
On the board...
And talks and talks and talks
Almost non stop
When she does stop finally
That is only to check on us
Whether we are listening
Whether we are dreaming
And she will start screaming...

We are always scared to disagree
Always agree... Always say yes
Yes teacher we nod..
We fake our understandings mostly

And she writes another big word
And talks to the entire universe
So in love with the echo of her voice...

We cant wait for recess
Or else we will die out of boredom
I just pray that our teacher
Would atleast allow us
To also talk sometimes..
To also write sometimes...
She cant always be doing
The chalk and talk...
The entire time
Can she?

Champions don't always win
losers don't always lose
but Hero is Hero
a champion at heart...

This is the time of your life!
To do your deed to the country you love
For the promise of a prosperous land
A  brighter future for the nation
Our pledge for a credible leader
Guide the citizen with religion faith
Lead our life with nobility, integrity and honesty
In the present day, Future and the hereafter..
vote ! dont lose your voice
Dont you  keep your grievances at heart
Let your voice be heard...
So do not lose your vote... VOTE!
To win or to lose
To die or to live
Winning or losing is part and parcel
Of a COMPETITION...
Contestants please play fair
Voters stay calm and cool..
Try not to spread evil and hatred among us..
Leading us all to chaos..
Also Try not to remain silent
when given the right to choose
Play democracy! Play fair!
Chaos may end up bad..
If we do not maturely contest
For who’s wrong and who’s right...
Chaos may end up a disaster, a massacre...
Explainable chaotic phenomena
If we do not curb our lust for greed..
Campaign maturely for Malaysia..
We despise chaos and fights
Votes are the voices of people
Let us all do our bit to Malaysia
Stop this Chaos!!
Silence the words of slanders and hates...

Hot chapati,
Cold Chapati,
Soft Chapati
Hard Chapati,
Delicious Chapati
Bad chapati
Rina is trying to learn to make her own chapati.....
She is a fast learner, perhaps she could beat all the women in Hoshiarpur India   ....
Let's find out in her new story...   Coming soon Chapati War in Hoshiarpur....
"MUJHE ROTI PASAND HAI"

2 cups of atta flour
mix it with a cup of lukewarm water
add a pinch of salt
Ready to knead the dough
Knead it soft, knead it hard
Throw it on the air
Roll it on the table
Rest it for sometime
While you check on your curry
Perfect TENGGIRI fish curry
Put it in microwave, Nuke it
the aroma fills the air...
Smells good... salive drops oppss...
Heat the pan now dear
8 chapati all together fresh in a bowl
one by one roll it well
make it really round
a little bit of ghee, hmm... smells like heaven
my daughter waits with a plate in her hand
one chapati ready,
two chapati ready,
three chapati ready,
Mummy I leave the plate on the table now
I want to switch on the tv
My daughter comes back
all three chapati are stolen...
She screams out loud
WHO STOLE MY CHAPATI?????
And the chapati war begins.....

Chasing the rainbow
Where it starts
Where it ends
Like a dreamer...
I chase the rainbow

Chasing the rainbow
Vibrant colors in the sky
pretty and gay
the colors of rainbow
so bright.. shiny and wonderful...
the colors of life...

Chasing the rainbow
Sometimes it gives me hope
Like a promise...
unfulfilled...
Like  a journey...
neverending..

Chasing the rainbow
Sometimes its too exciting...
All the beautiful things..
I see only in dreams...

Chasing the rainbow
hate the sunlight
My rainbow dissappears...
My dream scatters...
Like a life falling apart...

She met a stranger
Took the offer for a ride
Stopped for a couple of drinks
at a really cheap bar
over a plate of a free meal
her modesty was stripped,
didn't  seem to care
too much alcohol
drugs overdosed
stranger upon stranger
cut her open
her dignity on her feet
life is too cheap
for a lady like her
who just wanted to be called
nothing but  a "CHICK".

My head is spinning
My vision is blurring
My neck is paining
My whole body is aching
My fingers are numbing
My arteries are clogging
My fate... I am hating
My life is shattering
My suffering is neverending...
Am I dying?
My kidney is teasing...
My blood is aggressively pumping
My glucose is cynically laughing
My heart is still beating...
Death... am I cheating?
Tick.. Tock... Tick... Tock...
Am Still breathing...

We might not be rich with property
Mom said with education we were rich kids already
We might not have the money to spend for holidays..
In our small home… we were the richest with love, respect and honesty…
With all the simplicity in life we lived contentedly…


We might not have a colored TV…
Never dreamt of a library of Enid Blyton or Dickens
We had MOM who amused us with her amazing bedtime stories…
Kids talked of SUPERMAN and SPIDERMAN in the movies
Lucky we were …we had a living superhero and he was our DADDY…

That was our life back then….
A meal of Hardship a cup of misery…
Mom came home tired but always looked happy…
Dad stood at the door…shouted our names and hugged each of us lovingly…

No success in life would come so easily…
For each teardrop and the past life difficulty,
Each hurdle, each obstacle in life
Each challenge we faced was the greatest pain in past life history…
Together we faced them… with the help of god Almighty…
We became who we are today…eventually
What lesson did we learn from this unforgettable life tragedy?
Bittersweet life…We came to learn to appreciate things in our life so humbly…..
Thank you god, Thank you mom Thank you dad… for this incredible story…

Whose tree is the tallest?
Whose tree is the brightest?
Whose tree has the most decorations?
Whose tree is the most impressive?
and the competition is on...
neighbors competing each other...
till the winner is announced...
They all look so aloof...
Hiding behind each back...
bragging about their trees...
sacrificing friendships...
risking relationships...
for Christmas sake...
Forget whose tree ...the best ,
whose decorations... the most stunning
the joy of Christmas is here...
in each and everyone's heart...

Step sister 1:
Cinderella! Cinderella!
Have you seen my Blackberry?
Prince Charming is having a grand party
Texted everybody in this country

Step sister 2 :
Cinderella! Cinderella!
Don't tell sis, I received a message too
Iron my dress, polish my shoes
Will not let her dance and step on my shoes
Prince Charming is mine, I am not gonna lose

Cinderella :
My sister 1 , my sister 2
Please do whatever you told yourselves
after cooking, I'd be busy myself
fairy godmother will come at my side
to offer a dress and a carriage to ride.
Prince Charming didn't text or call me
I do not own a Blackberry
but he had come here in person yesterday
Funny, He didn't ask me to try on a shoe
instead he had asked me to recite a poetry
He said he was head over hills in love with poetry
and found Cinderella a poet he wanted to marry

Sister 1 and Sister 2 :
Shut up Cinderella !
You are filthy little liar!
Liar Liar Liar

While the step sisters were getting mad
A golden carriage came for rescue
Cinderella stepped in a carriage
Held her poetry books tightly in her hands
and Fairy godmother sat very cool on her side

Stepsisters were in state of shock
Busy texting their mother and friends
and complaining, and crying, and shouting, and cursing
as Cinderella Went straight to the castle to marry her Prince Charming.

Cheeks been complaining
That old chick keeps on whining
Collagen doses she's been consuming
useless... obviously not working
sagging, deteriorating and contaminating....

One stormy night
In a blink of an eye
Everything changed
A tragedy…
This once colorful life… is now dark blue and grey
So fast it changed
No beautiful blue sky, no Orange sun…
Colorless days… gloomy dark blue nights
How could the bright sunlight..
Be so solemn and sad
This once colorful nature
Abruptly, entirely, completely turned colorless
Lifeless, like a still picture..
How could the colorful rainbow
Is too lazy to portray its dazzling beauty?
Where is the delightful day?
And the raindrops taste so bitter
Crying as its pouring with this poor heart..
Warm and salty tears…
Colorless life, Is the world sulking today?
Praying for the sun to shine again
And add some colors…
To this poor lifeless soul..
Paint it again…
Paint this empty heart with colors..
So it can bear one colorless day
And be secure once more…
In many colorful ways
In many colorful days

Computer love is what we all need
oh yes! it beats all communications indeed
Sit as you are for no one does care
Let your fingers do the talking if you dare

You will be excited and thrilled
when a message came from a stranger
Better eh? than to be alone like the 'Lone Ranger'

Let your fingers do the talking from your side
Typing all sweet words that traveled
to reach someone so far on the other side

We now have a computer
Upon a click you'd find your crush
ask for her e mail fast...dot dot dash
So why not use it before it does crash ?

It needs daily rhythm in keeping it alive
Friendly fingers can help inspiration to thrive
Let your fingers do the talking far and wide

Inviting HELLO POETRY Friends to come along for the ride
You'll be pleased with the results if you don't forget
To send words of cheer to someone you've never met!

Courtesy Is Contagious
Let us start by saying the magical word PLEASE.....
Remember nanny Mc Phee's wisdom?
Say THANKS, say SORRY, say PLEASE...
show them how courteous we are...
so PLEASE say PLEASE.....

I was neither too naive
Nor too ignorant
To let myself falling...
falling into you...
It was either me
or you
Who let the door wide open
causing heart turbulences
and silliness started to happen...
Love is crazy
you smile unnecessarily
You dream castles and mountains
Craziness is love...
Till
one day
you...
Come back to life...

I can touch the sky ..
Without wings to fly ..
Just with a feeling that you are near by..
I can reach the top of the mountains when your shadow pass by
I can reach the deepest seas without blinking my tiny eyes …
Thinking of you .. as the only breath supply ..!!

Kind words
Praises for you
Nasty interjections
A little expression of madness
Romantic verses
whisper words of love
Love songs
Music to your heart
Stanzas of poems
You in every lines
Book of love
Chapters of tears and smiles...
Crazy something words...
Because of love....

Being nice
is not always wise
Being mean
is not the last resort
Plenty of options in life
Creativity adds essence to life
Innovate, create, prosper....

my bed creaks
as my body turns
waking up with difficulty
pain in the muscles
my bones are crispy
scared of each sounds
it makes
am i getting old
perhaps my bones are teasing me?