Hard Rock Cafe, New Delhi

Regards,
Gaurav Chaudhury.

Voodoo Child

Regards,
Gaurav Chaudhury.

1st September, 2010

When words are not said
And there's an emptiness inside
The heart starts to weep
But the head holds u up
Confused whether to show the pain
Or wear a mask of sanity
The love we shared was never sweeter ever
Nor did the pain hurt so bad
When I know I am falling
But I am still holding on to the thread of hope
What comes the next moment
I pray its not my fears
I hoped too much coz I carried it all my life
Found someone who could see the load when the world passed by
And now the load is back on me
Whatever happens I hope it won't leave me alone
Coz after being with you I want to be with you more than my own shadow.

Regards,
Gaurav Chaudhury.

1:00 am. 20th August, 2010.

I've walked my share of the distance so far in life
Always escaped from the emptiness inside
Doubted my origins
Tried to wipe off my sins
Hurried to the shelter in the most pleasant of days
The nothing inspired me to follow a dream left alone by all
Flaunted being the rebel leader of a cause with no reason
Mocked sanity all the way
Decided to gamble on my life with luck
You can't question on what went wrong on the way when the destination is not decided
A journey without a clue.

Regards,
Gaurav Chaudhury.

Life is a play where the actors usually don't know their role in the next act.

Regards,
Gaurav Chaudhury.

Things are as they were,
I am as I won't be....the search proceeds !!!

Regards,
Gaurav Chaudhury.

The cow who woke up the neighbours

Everyday the sun shone its way into his darkness

Everyday the demons were killed

There were heroes who fought

Re-incarnated when he was slained

The war was not decided

Though the battles were names after the kings

Some called them after historic heroes

Some called them David and Goliath

Some called them legends

But with the end not decided

Warriors were born

Warriors were slain

Warriors are remembered

Though they themselves didn’t know what the fight was all about

They just had to die to kill to live

The war was long

Some youth died of age

Supplies were short

Living was the other possibility

But pride was the ground of this war

Retreat was a taboo

Even the horses had to be eaten

The bones now made as a weapon

All the remained was a cow and his generation

Who was responsible to wake up his armies at the rise of dawn

He gave orders to his followers to feed the soldiers with milk

So that weakness was never a word in their ground

What would the king have done without his territory

Without a cow who played a role in his war !!!

just another concept !!!

what has come of men and their thoughts ? theirs is always right and others is always wrong, somehow or the other both the tracks. no one to give an example, no one with a thought to share of what might lay ahead. premonitions had become guesses which in turn converted itself into a highly electronic research....in search for something that might have been there.

theres a positive and negative charge to anything, they say even the souls do and if a soul with a more of a particular charge is created then it becomes imbalanced and looks for some same capacitated charge. even when in the human form such imbalances are caused and that leads to some form of different personalities which is evidently convenient to diversify.... intellect, crime, physical structure...could be anything but extreme of any such character attributes. might be.

last thursday, when we were having a tea break at work, mudit suddenly was suddenly zapped with the sight of a dejavu. he looked very surprised. he said that he had seen the entire thing happening and this was just a repeat.

i was trying to relate this with something, the charge concept. earth and everything in and on it is just a delayed picture of a real happening or vice versa. like our galaxy, science has proven that there are many galaxies all around and our galaxy is just one of them. now our galaxy is one of the galaxies with an imbalanced charge and there's another galaxy which is imbalanced too. the attribute is it has lives, humans too exactly like us, you and me. it doing the same thing like we are at the moment ...... just a few years in advance. we are doing the same thing a few years later, even things as minute as scratching the head. the sub-conscious mind relates to such sights and shows us the dejavu. thats why throughout history till now there had been more of people who could predict the future than the past. the future here on earth is a past in some galaxy somewhere and things which have already happened are definately evident by the future seekers.

just another concept !!!

though the same thought wanders in two minds

we still hold our speech when talking with a free mind

making sure the words are not heard

even if that means no form of communication for months

though they think of being together

they realised they have different worlds

and acceptance is hard to find

when we look for someone to be with

isnt it each other that we want to be with.

someone who knows the free spirit inside

sometimes is the hardest person who can give some time

they have grown up together

saw the world with their own view points

one was lost in the eternal space of the mind

and the other was busy building the path of life

they have so much to share of what they saw

each other is the best who understands them the most

yet such seperate ways

yet too much to hide

the fear of losing the future prevents a present

an apocalypse that would remain untold

born together, will die hand in hand

i am yet to see the next day.

the mad race

speed killed the fastest achiever.

solitude drove the last man mad.

the whole show was aplauded.

the tour de force was concluded.

the virtuoso clenched their fist in the air,

existence of the superior kind had been unveiled.

the wounded lay in pain,

they search for what they lost,

some thought of the chances they had,

some wished to turn back time.

those who perished are left to be feasted upon,

beasts came from far to wrap their hunger.

all in all, everyone thanked for the entertainment.

the wizard threw a spell on the lost souls,

men with strength were stored for tomorrow.

the weak dispatched to the ghetto.

to live today was to crucify the one ahead.

might today has betrayed the heart,

the heart became another subject of extinction.

curiosity of existence is an instant confabulation,

most among the subjects and some from the audience.

hibernating salvation of humanity,

pride lost, glory regained,

an epitaph filled with nullity.

legends weep for unconquered joys.

the journey is about to end,

there had been no destination,

just the arena where they decide to live,

with defeat in their minds even before the start of the fight.