Wednesday, June 01, 2005

Why does it smell like teen spirit



Strapped in my velvet seat
crossfaded us, u took me there
beyond a point i never bothered
windscreened faces fly quite faster

200 page notebooks scribbled notes
lust needs more of consolation
excuse no 76 generated.. fed.. accepted !
Bingo ! another one down what for morrow ?

discharged batteries styrofoam cups
unbreakable plastics disposable me
left for dead claimed for salvage
value added service staisfaction guaranteed !

if there ever was a ralph nader for us
where the fist is he ?
cant u see us losing more than rights
plights so sorry we need vodka flights

flaming shots to freeze inside maze
blazing zippos to paralyze daze
amaze me and i will notice
nothing excites me any more

dug my nails deep in you
sprayed myself all too few
chew n phew ! i flew
thats my worth i never knew

St Atkins



probing into the lacquered rack
bangled reebok sweatband
grabbing another pack of oreo
destined burn at the jogging altar

binge after binge
atkins on the fringe
pull up holy act together
cardio thandav cosmic bluff

dieting se ki onda ?
hail jane fonda
salwared anaconda
juggling with aloo bonda

butter chicken with diet coke
rok sako to rok
yoga headed bloke
learn from the asana headed folk

art of believing
thy kingdom come
comfort thy ego
one down six more to go

Son Of A Gun 2.0


point blank silhoutte black
chase a goose to truce
corporate schmooze
ever farther than truth

nough is enough
never to dawn upon
smile on the face
chase a goose to truce

applaused fall
awarded indie
tarantinoed geek
gloating folks

finger of ekalavya*
mortgaged to skill
all you know
is what eats you

fallen man crest intact
wings salvaged another day
im here n that matters
so what if just to me

im a son of a gun
run i will to the edge
surf the blade till yonder
lasso the prize n save the day


*Legendary Indian Archer(AKA Million Dollar Baby ) who had to offer his thumb to the Vince Lombardi of Indian archery Dronacharya

Shine On Me !

grope for the switch
shiny metal grip i got
bulb so cherry reminds
me of eerie feel then

3am since i inflicted
another shot of caffeine
simmerin down sense street
wakin up pink armadillo's

chasin pam and lee
and their merry palmcorder
fodder for thought
water for daughter


bubbled gum thinkin cap
worn sunk in beanbag fluff
felafelled through midnight
walaikum salam electric lady

if u thought u lose
if u win u forgot
rules of engagement
blues of orleans

yup flash on
lighten so brighten
leftover chicken soup
enjoy pussy cat

Karmic Compass

seclusia brought on by choice
karmic compass pointed glintwards
far upon the cottoned sky
dotted stars play the game so sly

paths left behind routes never so kind
blind alleys tributing to sun spotted valleys
what i left behind i may never know
with the lipped prayer hope i never lost

fausted to climb here alone
never knew what i gained
wether for better or the worse
this is my gift or my curse

Jesus By Chance (Call it a poem or whatever .....) #

Jog on me
Dig your spikes freely
Feels like im a piece of track
Laid out to be stamped down upon

Every time that you returned
To place flowers on my grave
Paved cobblestone smooth operation
Bother no more nation’s citizen

Jesus of chance I become
Unwittingly though I may add
Though poster boy-ed across
Nails of fame hammered across

Punctuationed by marks of stigmata
Leaving behind my gang 13
Lemme now take off to orange county
Its time to retire from being big brother world

Sin Washing is no longer lucrative
Secreted squirts of blood no more answered
Forsaken lives to roast merrily in heaven seven
No wonder im no longer him.

*Add A Smiley at the end of every line :)

Game Theory



Missed Calls 5
Nokia never lies
feed templated replies
happy reciever happier sender

all it takes is a few bytes
e-alerts for a thoughtful me
shrink-o-mat for a clearminded you
living's an art, baby u got to learn

Lego love mattel dad
pogo child battle dead
trigger happy trance hippie
tatoo friendly eco junkie

once upon a while
tearjerker primetime
folks around familiar style
mommy mine dad hazy but fine

hallmarked for the year
tagged on blackberry
remains dates and figures
love you for ever

Finger 4



And you thought you were smarter
By every step you take
All it takes is a little pinch of color
On your face so plain and lifeless

Pale and bloodless figures with
Embroidered purple and beads
Scowl wrote the boss and that’s
The world needs more of this

Weekend poetry serves me better
Farther along the trail of gore
All I hum with the score of four
Is that lil rhyme that we sang together

And now when all I have for you
Is the ring finger that I have kept
And then you will walk upto me
As dead as dead gets lookin for it

Stiff as it gets been 7 long years
And I swear I never had it this good
Im still waitin for the knock so familiar
The four fingered knock knock knock

Enterprise Solutions For My Forlorn Self



plug n play ! no more dismay
legacy systems intact
migrated emotions synergistic
emotional support available on demand

KM tool equipped partners abound
old dogs with new tricks
when a dog eats another dog
wht does a rat have to race for ?

six sigma expectations set
never mind the transition cost
kaizened minds roam across
ready to fill in standards of scale

driving forward values of tomorrow
annual reports of accumulated flab
blabber your way thru the board
corporate governance personified

An Ode to the girlfriendless teflon coated yuppie



drop by drop
as it drips
i can see u smile
as i melt away
u shine for another night

mourn another birth
of a moulavi mushroom
earlier the better denim fade
patch on loins protect thy metrosexual bum

down the road flows
streams of my gore
seeping through champagne streams
bubbling through my very veins

winding up the narrow creases
etched in my cut veins
mapped through your view
to reflect the torn hopes of vain

pain seeps through every pore
that you poked all year long
to bring monsoons of joy
on your teflon coated face

the world doesnt demand
another cobain in vain
cant afford a wasted chance
to redeem a point for loyalty

tommorow would rise a sorry punk
exhorting tales of existential illusions
gloating to glory with ppt
pin striped morrison smiling for cnbc

ferrari would mean a thousand orgasms
blooming on tianmen square so red
sorry naomi klein no more logo for this boy
find another poster boy to whip ur alloy

claim another soul to seed another life
this one's done with
move ahead in life
find a better thrust

crusts in the upper
sounds super duper
disco balls shining all night through
30+ aunties probing me through

aerodynamic glands crafted from duralium
lends more G-force when its needed most
landings smooth guaranteed runway
who needs the friggin radio any way

roger me on this forsaken souls
lifes pretty easy without black boxes
all you need is a usb drive yaar
instant karma atleast at karwar


Teflon is the brand name of a polymer compound discovered by Roy J. Plunkett (1910-1994) of DuPont in 1938 and introduced as a commercial product in 1946.

Teflon is polytetrafluoroethylene (PTFE).

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Teflon is also used as the trade name for a polymer with similar properties, perfluoroalkoxy polymer resin (PFA):

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Teflon has the lowest coefficient of friction of any solid material known to man. It is used as a non-stick coating for pans and other cookware. Teflon is very unreactive, and so is often used in containers and pipework for reactive chemicals. Its melting point varies between 260 °C (FEP) and 327 °C (PTFE), depending on which specific teflon resin is being discussed.