Friday, September 17, 2010

Nail Biting- An Addiction...

                                  



                           The sight of those clean and grown nails of mine is something that always caught my attention to great limits... In spite of being ‘rapped over the knuckles’ and even stabbed by Aastha’s so called  ‘Safety Pin’  that closely  resembled a hunting knife I couldn’t contain the desire of chewing those Keratin covered tissues.
           I always heard people doing drugs and being hooked up to pornography for that matter, though I am a proud teetotaller I really find myself and some others ‘for the evidence’ addicted to nail-biting.
Case Study: The Dire Case of Mr. Rahul Verma-
My fellow batch-mate, who at one point of time was surrounded by countless Burgers and French Fries (Branch Manager- McDonalds) now finds it hard to just give up devouring his already chewed off barren stumps of fingers. Despite being discouraged and scathingly attacked by many good looking and not so good looking females around he finds himself just so used to it that sometimes it gives him a hint that his fingers have developed some kind of A.I. (Artificial Intelligence). The more he tries running away from it the more he gets caught up with and in it.
 The agility, proficiency and efficiency with which he Bites, Shreds and May be Digests nails has earned him a title ‘Lean, Mean, Nail Biting Machine- I’. I am no different being the ‘Lean, Mean, Nail Biting Machine-II’.
In light of this critical discussion substantiated by apt and real life examples I feel comfortable in both announcing and accepting nail biting as an ADDICTION.





Understanding the severity of the situation three solutions come to my mind (Well you are most welcome to share more, if you have any):
1.       Either we can direct ADDICTS to abstain from Nail Biting by putting them in some Rehabs till they come out of it.



2.       Motivation- Well I assume Hugh Hefner and his work-force of playmates can be of great help. The faster you leave it the bigger n better reward you enjoy. ‘Motivation Personified’.





3.       The People in Question can be introduced to some other interesting activities. Take nose-picking for an example.


Guys, enough of switching hands and soiling my laptop’s keyboard with my saliva smeared fingers can’t hold it any longer... Happy Nail Biting to all those out there... Ciao!!!    

When Nothing Goes the Way You Plan

... When nothing goes the way you plan,
                     And when your're all blank and confused,
All you gotta do is Just laugh about it
                    Believe me it works!!!
for You know I LAUGH ALL DAY LONG ...

Tuesday, September 7, 2010





... As I walked down the lane,
              I came across a lot many faces, some caught my attention,
                           The others were just too plain ...


... Then when your face blessed with the charm of a thousand angels crossed my mind,
              I realized I was trying in vain,
                           Looking out for beauty other than yours,
                                     Was a move so absurdly insane ...


    
                            

Friday, August 6, 2010

... What YOU think about me is of no consequence to me but,
                            What I think of myself is something that really matters ...

Friday, April 9, 2010

... YoU CamE to ME ...

You came to me like a treaure for a tramp in dearth,
but unfortunately I could never speculate your true worth ...

Lost and jaded I kept running all around,
but could hardly catch the love in those eyes that at times left me spell-bound...

You defined care and solace when the sadness slithered,
but I could'nt help a bit when all your dreams withered...

Still trying to figure out how everything changed so fast,
leaving me feeling like a complete outcast ...

Though I did not choose to look so rude and confused,
but I knew that just one bad move will again leave you broken and bruised ...

I have had my share of teardrops and pain but had to do it,
to save you from walking through that lane of disdain, all over again ...

Don't know if I'm needed or not but I'll always be around,
whether we are separated by metres or miles,
will pray to God to bless you with all my earned joys and smiles ...

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

What goes up, comes down

What goes up, comes down… But, what matters at the later stage are your deeds when you were at the peak…