The Journey of a Fachha-Bachha...

For ppl who are strangers to the lingo, Fachhas are the tender budding managers just entering the hallowed portals of IIMA, while Tuchhas are the all-knowing PGP2s (more-than-half-MBAs) known to haunt the same portals leading their eventful lives in Tuchhadom, brandishing their hard-earned free time and other such frivolous previleges much to the chagrin of the poor Fachha-Bachhas...

I look to my left, I look to my right
Faces so eager, faces so bright
Brisk long steps, a zing in the stride
Masks of confidence, hearts racing inside

Faces will transform, the sands will shift
Confident and humbled, as time flies, swift
Omniscient, I look on, wise beyond my years
Waiting for the change, a shift in gears

Time will slow down, ennui will set in
Quizzes and PPTs, a rat race to win
Some will take detours, choices they'll make
While other rats run on, records they'll break...

Each actor in the race, a rat in the maze
In search of self, some hard to face...
Some find glory, some face hardship
But all do escape, in ships of friendship

Escape the tunnels, the baffling maze
And emerge into light, still in a daze
Into tuchhadom, finally propelled
And attain Nirvana, all worries quelled

I wait, I watch, my soul strums a song
A smile on my lips, coz nuthing can go wrong
The path is set, the course already charted
The journey of the Fachha has just now started...

A Ghost from the Past

A faint outline, that unmistakable profile
It quickly whizzed past, that same cute smile
Just for a second, our eyes seemed to meet
Forget that face ? An impossible feat...

That lopsided grin lightened many a day
Kind bright eyes to which many fell prey
Sweet pink lips that whispered sweet nothings
Sharp regal features - the king of kings

It was not as if there was a fight
Frankly to say, I still don't see light
One day you were there, right by my side
The next, between us, was a great wide divide

I know not why, but something was amiss
The way we parted, without even a kiss
A small misunderstanding, a wee little fire
That burnt our garden like a funeral pyre

The fleeting glimpse - the same funny face
That lit up on seeing me - those golden days
That same old spark, I glimpsed in your eyes
That same old love, which nothing can disguise

For that fleeting instant, when our eyes met
I saw in your eyes, the same fire, I'd bet
Time seemed to freeze, for that single instant
Our souls seemed to fuse, joyous and vibrant

I looked once more - whither did you go ?
Lost in the crowd ? Or did I dream so ?
I blinked my eyes, you seemed to fade
In the desert of life, a mirage of shade ?

Life goes on and I'm moving ahead
Haunt me not, for I've buried the dead
In the desert of life, now green with spring
Unshackled, I fly high, hopeful and daring...