Know myself

random questions...definite answers....know me...LOl


1. Were you named after anyone?
Not really!!A part of my name is my grandfather's (Venkata).

2. When was the last time you cried?
Well..not exactly cry, but I did get misty after watching 'The Motorcycle
Diaries'. I just Loved the movie.


3. Do you like your handwriting?
I hate my handwriting and I hate people who have a good one...LOL

4. What is your favorite lunch meat?
Chicken...anyday

5. Do you have kids?
Nope..

6. If you were another person, would you be friends with you?
No qualms about making friends....yes I would

7. Do you use sarcasm?
Of late I have started to...age is catching up i guess.

8. Do you still have your tonsils?
No tonsils...but I have a bad congestion.

9. Would you bungee jump?
Absolutely.....Absolutely ......and Absolutely

10. What is your favorite cereal?
Cant live without rice....

11. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?
Sadly...no...m a lazy bugger

12. If you were to pick your own first name, what would it be?
Vikram...without the Venkata

13. What is your favorite ice-cream?
Vanilla...

14. What is the first thing you notice about people?
Whether they try and smile in their conversations...talks zillions about
them.

15. Red or Pink?
RED....pink is girly...and i have no qualms in saying it.

16. Whom do you miss the most?
Okay let me name my closest circle of friends today....Pavan, Vishnu,
Raghav, Meenal, Shruti and Prasenjit....these guys i miss helluva lot.

17. Do you want everyone to complete the list?
No

18. What color clothes are you wearing?
Lavender striped formal shirt and back trousers.

19. What are you listening to right now?
Few of my seniors gossiping about office timings and people...no music to
listen to in office

20. If you were a crayon what color would you be?
Dark Blue

21. Favorite smells?
Brut, Gillette Arctic blue and the smell of petrol

22. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?
A female from Vodafone askin me about whether I would go for e-mailing
options on my phone...LOL

23. How do you know the person who sent this to you?
My colleague in office.

24. Favorite sports to watch?
Cricket, lawn tennis and badminton

25. Hair Color?
Black

26. Eye Color?
Black

27. Do you wear contacts?
Glasses only...

28. Favorite Foods?
Indian...Palak Paneer and Tandoori roti...with lassi

29. Scary movies or happy endings?
Happy endings

30. Last movie you watched?
New York

31. What book are you reading right now?
That thing called love by Tuhin Sinha

32. Summer or Winter?
WINTERS

33. Hugs or Kisses?
A hug for sure...kisses still embarass me.

35. Describe your pencil cup?
Donn have one

36. Favorite Artists?
Jagjit singh,All the great Indian singers, Linkin Park, Metallica, RHCP and
System of a down

37. What kind of music are you into?
I listen to everything!!!

38. What is on your mouse pad?
Donn have a mousepad

39. What did you watch on TV last night?
Hehe...nothing cos I never switched it on...not much of a TV freak

40. Favorite Sound(s)?
The sound of the african drums.

41. Do you sing or play an instrument?
Both to a small extent...I play percussion and I sing for myself.

42. What is the farthest you’ve been from home?
I went to UK when I was a kid...

43. Do you have a special talent?
None as i know.

44. Where were you born?
In chennai.

45. Favorite piece of jewelery?
I donn like jewellery

46. How did you meet your spouse/significant other?
Well...No longer in any relationship....so hopin that someone comes along

47. Favorite Song?
Whats yours???

48. Favorite Musical Movie?
Step Up

Why Did you go??

One of my friends lost a closed one recently. This is for her. I just hope that she is back to normal soon.



There were days we were friends,
There were days you were more than that,
My eyes search for you frantically,
Now that you arent there, I need you the most,
Where have you gone leaving me all alone?

I was young when you always took me out for walks,
Holding my little hand tight, you would tell me about life,
You would tell me that I was the best thing that happened to you both,
You would pick me up and carry me home like a tiny flower ,
Tell me!! where have you gone leaving me all alone?

I remember the days when you would wait for me at nights,
You would sit up late to watch me walk in safe,
You would pry your best to know the special one of mine,
You would always push me through those tough times in life,
Why then, have you gone now leaving me all alone?


You were the first one I would call and would share everything with you,
There were moments of sadness and endless happiness too,
I remember we always took sides to get even with mom,
And you would end up pampering me for livening up the house,
Where have you gone now leaving me all alone?

Even though you are gone away , I can feel your soul around,
I know you will listen every time, I call your name aloud,
It will be the same I promise you, as you are etched within my soul,
I will still talk to you about everything that happens to me in life,
And yet I want to know, why have you gone leaving me alone?



V.V.Vikram

Reflections: An attempt at song writing

REFLECTIONS
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Is there truth in my reflections,
Or do I see what I want to see....yeah yeah,
Is there a sense of fascination,
To be a someone whos not me...yeah yeah


With a passion to defy,
I feel like the catcher in the rye,
Always looking for an alibi,
To my reflections, I have turned a blind eye.

I know I live in false utopia,
My brain's all knocked out and I sit tight,
But in this battle with my alter,
The wrong will always win over right.


And I have spread my wings to fly,
This is where I am gonna live and die,
Got a hang of this bitch, shes called life
To my reflections, I have turned blind.



V.V.VIKRAM

THAT RUSTY OL' GUITAR

a tribute to Beta Version!!!!



THAT RUSTY OL' GUITAR


Lying in the corner, her soul's so sweet,
She wants to be played with like good ol' times,
She wants to be pushed, she wants to be swayed,
The rusty old guitar still wants it her way.


She wants to be played in the cold air breeze,
Droplets of rain, trickling down her spine,
Oh how she loves it when I pick her up and play,
The rusty old guitar still wants it her way.


Everyones left and gone so far
My rusty ol' guitar...just stay the way you are.


There are days when we smiled and pulled her out,
She leaned on us when we wanted to cry,
We played her all night, we played her all day,
The rusty ol'guitar just stayed awake.

We have all moved on, moving different ways,
Something brings us back to ourselves every day,
Its her, the guitar that makes us feel a rush,
She feels like a woman and she makes us say..



Everyones left and gone so far
My rusty ol' guitar...just stay the way you are.

Alone I Sit

Some people always remain silent during journeys.....a tribute to them...LOL



Alone she sits, somewhere in the back,
The feeling of aloofness thrills her,
She stays in solitude all the while,
Till she has reached the very last mile.

She looks out the window and she sees a new world,
A world that is empty and yet one that is full,
She reaches out to people by sitting where she is,
She tries to understand them, in it she finds bliss.


She listens to the music, till it starts to haunt,
It takes her on a time machine, in a jiffy she is gone,
She thinks about the future and dwells in the past,
All the time she wishes that this moment should last.


The journey always comes to an end, it happens everyday,
Coming back to the real world, she has to act like its a play,
She waits for the journey back as the day comes to an end,
In that last seat of that dark bus, she is her only friend

V.V.Vikram

Wonder Why????

A thought this one....just a thought....



Many years its been since I heard from her,
Wonder how she must be doing today,
Is she still the same like she used to be,
Or is she like how she acted that day.

Its weird, how once in a very long while,
A ghost comes back to life,
You go back that lane only to find,
The memories are fresh and to stay.


A few words said changed everything,
We trurned strangers in a span of minutes,
What was left were memories,
But she did not care a damn anyways.

I moved on, I had an ego to feed,
I stumbled but I straightened along,
Like the silver screen I played my part,
And i decided it was better this way.


It was friendhip after all, so what was the deal,
Hadnt she understood me enough by then,
I tried my bit to put things on track,
And thats all i have to say.

Every year, a time comes when I sit and think of the past,
The fun, the laughter and the crazy things said,
It was always so much of fun,
You cant do much when some people want to keep a distance anyway.

In search of myself

Its been a while since i posted stuff....but i did not stop writing all this while.....in fact i wrote more than ever before.....so posting it all together...eat this....

There is a fire raging in my heart somewhere,
In my eyes there is a storm that brews,
I feel stranded in this city of none,
Where life is sad and people are confused.


Is there something new that you see in me?
Have I become a stranger for you?
Why am i unable to relate to things here?
Even the mirror fails to acknowledge me.


The heart always looks for reasons to flutter,
Then why has mine turned into a stone,
The heart always looks for times to bond,
Then why do I want to stay alone.



Come hold me and take me back,
Whisper to me my past again,
Take me back to that very place,
Where i knew no sadness, where i knew no pain.


V.V.Vikram