Nut Busters! : The New Rules of Love!

Beauty has its flaws. No no noooo, wait up! Not ‘because her face has pimples! It’s ‘cause way too many people are just too goddman horny for it. It isn’t enough that she likes you a lot, and you like her back as much. It is about making sure that a third guy, desperate to make her his own chattel for eight-straight months, and who misses her lot, eats right! Yes, I’m afraid, it’s true.

You love her, she loves you back. You’re both happy. You make-out during recess, and minus the on-lookers, it’s beautiful. You can’t be separated. You both talk on the phone for hour’s straight, just to make sure that your head’s ringing with your partners’ voice, wherever you go. She feels the same way about you. But, wait! I told you, na? Beauty has its flaws, all right!

This third guy, out-of-the-fucking blue comes back to her mind, and she remembers that he has been busting his nut for eight fucking months, whereas the moron who she’s been dating has been doing the same (not in real!) for just three weeks. Why should his fresh genitals get all the rewards, eh?! Sure, I mean sure, you don’t love this third guy, but you’re sure that one fine day, you might love him back as well (read: insane)! And because you feel this way, you kind of have to hurry, I mean, even Hercules’s testicles won’t keep damp THIS long! So you decide to remove the major obstacle (the lesser-busted-of-a-nut amongst the two) out of your path, and you succeed.

‘Yippe yay!’, Yells the nut-buster. The scenario now changes. She isn’t happy, you aren’t happy, and testosterone freak is almost in a state of hyper-erection euphoria! But, wait, hold on a minute. Doesn’t this third guy know that he’s just a pity case? Does it matter to him that this girl doesn’t love him back, truly? Are you a hundred percent SURE that she doesn't want to be with the other guy? Oh, wait, he's the one gettin' some... Nevermind. :P

So, you see, If the girl's hot, then uske peeche there are bound to be a million erections, oops, sorry, guys. So make sure that you’ve busted ‘em nuts a LOT. Trust me, you go bichra-aashiq on her ass, and her ass WILL want you back! Make SURE that you’re somewhat above the height 5 ‘6’, eat once a day, be helpless and sob like a bitch all fucking day. Also make sure that your friends tell her ALL about it. And before long you will see; you have super-human powers to attract the hawww-aww-tesht females breathing! Tested and proved, ladies and gentlemen!

A few more pointers, while I’m at this. You have to cut your wrists from time-to-time, consistently pick up on fights, or in short; you have to let her know that you’re a pathetic loser. If you’re thinking this might just freak her out, then you’re wrong. Times have changed now; you can’t be romantic with her, you have to straight away write her name on your arms with a blade. Dekh! Main tumse kitna pyaar kartaa hoon, jaan-e-man!

Just to prove my point, let’s go back to when it was just you two lovers. You both have been dating for a month. The message coming from third-guys friends was that he had stopped eating ever since both of you got together. I told you, na? Bichre-aashiqs DO have superpowers! One fucking month, with no food, yet he still busts his nuts with the same potency! He is very strong, very tall, very scary to look at, and VERY gay. Also, he somehow has sent her the message that he isn’t mature enough to be with any other girl. Sure, minus all the girls this tall-mofo has done before, he IS immature. Nuff’ said?

Life is just a big fat riddle, so figure it out,
Always thinking that you know.
Everything little thing there is to know,
But you don't really know, ya know?
It's like love, some people get it,
For some it's just a glove that just never fitted,
For me it's just a pain in the ass,
But I’m addicted to the taste, of hoping' it could last…

– Fred Durst (Limp Bizkit)

To whom it may concern: Freedom of speech, never forget! Love ya!

Fuck Rihanna, I’m out!

A Poem: I'll Reflect. All Over Again!

Ok, this is a compilation of lyrics from many different songs written by many different artists. Most of the lyrics are broken pieces from songs written by me. I would like to thank Tuhin Parhi, Samir Malik and Pranav Malhotra, as lines from each of their songs have been used in it as well. This is just an experiment. Let’s see what you all have to say for it. By the way, it took a SHIT load of editing and time to write this, so make sure you read and understand each line. It does speak of a story! :D

Boy:
Baby, what’s been bothering you so?
Don’t you love me any more?
Has me loving you not been sufficient?
Is there any rationale that’s making you unsure?
I love you more than any other guy ever could!

… It’s a worn out proclamation, I know,
But your love is an intoxication, for me, for sure,
Each instant I back out from us,
I wind up begging for you some more!

The best thing about tonight’s that we’re not fighting,
It couldn’t be that we have been this way before,
I know you don’t think that I am trying,
I know you’re wearing thin down to the core
… But hold your breath!

Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you,
Over again,
Don’t make me change my mind!
I won’t live to see another day,
I swear it’s true,
Because a girl like you is impossible to find,
You’re fucking impossible to find!

Girl:
Our love doesn’t seem now, to have its same meaning,
We were over, when my each pound was kneeling,
So don’t wake me if I’m dreaming,
Don’t reminisce me, if your heart is screaming,
Don’t screech for me, if your thoughts are still leaning,
Don’t call me, if your insecurity is increasing,

Think about it,
Maybe you don’t need me, our relations already blazing,
Maybe you don’t need me, these thoughts, amazing!

Because your voice will decay,
But my feelings for you will remain,
And since your dreams won’t portray,
I just have to say,
That my feelings for you will fucking remain!

Boy:
I can’t live with pain and suffering for long, neither can you.
I can live with happiness and innocence and so can you.
I just can’t believe you're not there for me, but turns out you never were.

I break myself over and over and over again...
Only to rebuild my self, especially for you,
And then I break again.
But I won’t give up being built,
And I won’t give up loving you.
I hammer myself in my dreams,
I try to mould my dreams to perfection,
But perfection seems to be impossible.
I’m always not good enough, that’s what it seems to me,

And nothing is your fault.
No matter what I do, no matter what I say... I’ll still love you.
No matter what you do, no matter what you say... I’ll still love you.

Because days will come and go,
But my feelings for you are forever,
Because days come and go, but my feelings for you are forever!

… One last kiss, before I go,
Make one last wish, before it shows,
That your one last touch, that no one knows,
I’ll reminisce, when we’re paired no more,
Your one last caress, and I’ll implore for some more!

Girl (Thinks):
He's more than a man,
And this is more than love,
The reason that the sky is blue,
The clouds are rolling in,
Because I'm gone again,
And to him I just can't be true,

And I know that he knows I'm unfaithful,
And it kills him inside,
To know that I am happy with some other guy,
I can see him dying,

I don't wanna do this anymore,
I don't wanna be the reason why,
Every time I walk out the door,
I see him die a little more inside,
I don't wanna hurt him anymore,
I don't wanna take away his life,
I don't wanna be,
… A murderer!

Boy:
I feel the dream in me expire,
And there’s no one left to blame it on,
I hear you label me a liar,
‘cause I can’t seem to get this through,
You say it’s over, I can sigh again, yeah,
Why try to stay sober when I’m dying here,

And I am aware now of how,
Everything’s gonna be fine one day,
Too late, I’m in hell,
I am prepared now,
Seems everyone’s gonna be fine,
One day too late; just as well!

Conceivably, now, I see the picture clear,
I can feel my feelings expire, and it’s just a mere,
Matter of time, before I let you go,
Strive coming back to me then, it’ll be a no!

Good times, good thoughts; They seem way far,
I wish I could let the pain stay buried inside,
Maybe have a friend-in-depression strum a lil' guitar,
Maybe we don't talk, but at least I'll have my friends by my side,

All the time, I wish i would lay to rest, forever,
All this time I thought I’d be the best for you, but never,
Again will i think the same about you,

... I know it's not true,
But maybe I was meant to be just another friend,
Maybe then, the pains of missing you,
Would finally filter through!

If not an open diary,
Then at least be a torn page,
From a book, for me,
So that I read you…

Girl:
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road,
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go,
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why,
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time,

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right,
I hope you had the time of your life…

So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind,
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time,
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial,
For what it's worth it was worth all the while,

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life!

Boy:
I tried to be perfect,
But nothing was worth it,
I don’t believe it makes me real,
I thought it’d be easy,
But no one believes me,
I meant all the things I said!

This place is so empty,
My thoughts are so tempting,
I don’t know how it got so bad,
Sometimes it’s so crazy,
That nothing can save me,
But it’s the only thing that I have,

If you believe it’s in my soul,
I’d say all the words that I know,
Just to see if it would show,
That I’m trying to let you know;
That I’m better off on my own!

I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know,
Please don't say you're sorry,
I've heard it all before,
And I can take care of myself,
I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know,
Please don't say 'Forgive me',
I've seen it all before,
And I can't take it anymore,

You're not half the woman you think you are,
Save your words because you've gone too far,
I've listened to your lies and all your stories,
You're not half the woman you'd like to be,

I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know,
Please don't say you're sorry,
I've heard it all before,
And I can take care of myself,
I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know,
Please don't say 'Forgive me',
I've seen it all before,
And I can't take it anymore,

Don't explain yourself 'cause talk is cheap,
There's more important things than hearing you speak,
You stayed because I made it so convenient,
Don't explain yourself, you'll never see!

Girl:
You know that feeling you get?
When you’re so sure, but not sure yet?
So damn sure, but it making me feel things.
That I’ve never felt before,
I don’t wanna stand, I don’t wanna sit,
I just wanna sit back and regret,
What I thought,
The fact that it is with my psyche I fought!
And I fought some more!
So goddamn sure, but yet so not sure!

My emotions, hard to seal,
My thoughts, hard to conceal,
The words, I don’t wanna disclose,
My weak mind, I don’t wanna expose!
My even weaker heart, that so obviously shows!
The verity that I have my eyes closed,
The truth that this gives me yet another low!
The actuality that everyone close to me knows!
I WANT to give it another shot!
Forget the world, and forget everything else!
Think just about us, forget the whole lot!

… Or I’ll do the right thing;
I’ll Stop thinking about it, repent it,
Maybe even cry,
Soon enough,
I’ll breathe my last breath inside,
And I hope that one day,
I’ll fucking putrefy!!!

Boy:
I know my days are numbered,
I’ve been in and out of this phase,
But these days keep passing me by,
Good never comes my way,

I Try to sit back and relax,
I Try and think of something good,
Something else and something pure,
I cant but I know I should.

No more waiting for something better to come along,
Its much easier to change me than its to change them all,
Things I should have said and things that I regret,
I think i'll need to shed all my skin and start again.

…Things I should have said,
Things that I regret,
And I regret some more…

And every turn I make is wrong.
I haven’t smiled in so long.
The memories that I once had,
Of all the good times we used to have…

Why,
Did you have to go with the Tide?
Why,
Are you not by my side?
Why.
Couldn’t everything be fine?
Why,
Couldn’t our story have had a happy ending?
… And start again with once upon a time?

Prakhar Pramod
February, 2008.

A Poem: Maa

Maybe I’ve caused too much of a downfall, and a lot less of gain,
Maybe I’ve become much less of a son, and lot more of a shame,
But one day of your silence, is twenty four hours of torture,
Eighty-six-thousand-four-hundred minutes of agony and a world full of pain.
I’d prefer it if you hurt me, physically, please,
Leave me no more to contemplate things this insane!

Eventually, progressively, and now repetitively,
I’ve become in your repute and your life, a scar,
My actions have been a fret, but my thoughts have always thought far,
Unconsciously and unintentionally, I’ve caused too much disappointment,
And now, with drenched eyes, I try to converse,
That you in fact, are my ointment!

I saw you whimper in my school, and that one tear trickling down your eye,
Lay me down in an excruciating trance; it put me in distress,
And in my abstinent, cold, scrawny heart, it set an enduring sty.
… And even though you know that it did, have you ever thought why?

I seal my teeth and heart, each instant I see you frown,
And this time I saw you really weep, it gives me hitherto another down,
Maybe mentioning the subsequent verse won’t prove my reverence for you, ma,
It might just attest its author’s poetry, and his penchant,
But for now, I use it as a medium to beseech for forgiveness,
And scream out to you, I love you, ma!

… Main Kabhi Batlata Nahin,
Par Andhere Se Darta Hoon Main Maa,
Yun To Main, Dikhlata Nahin,
Teri Parwaah Karta Hoon Main Maa,
Har din Meri Nazar Dhoondhe Tujhe,
Sochu Yahi Tu Aa Ke Thaamegi meri Maa,
Tujhse Main Yeh Kehta Nahin,
Par Main Seham Jaata Hoon Maa,
Chehre Pe Aane Deta Nahin,
Dil Hi Dil Mein Ghabraata Hoon main Maa,
Bheed Mein Yun Na Chhodo Mujhe ki,
Ghar Laut Ke Bhi Aa Naa Paoon Maa,
Bhej Na Itna Door Muhjko Tu,
Yaad Bhi Tujhko Aa Naa Paoon Maa,
Kya Itna Bura Hoon Main Maa?
Kya Itna Bura… Meri Maa?!

- ‘Maa’ – Shankar/Ehsaam/Loy, Taare Zameen Par (2007).

Prakhar Pramod,
February, 2008.