The character i wrote and loved!

Well people tend to fall in love all the time!But was there something weird about my love?God knows.All i knew was that if what i was thinking was true then maybe i was psychotic!
My name is David Penn and i have always had an ambition to become a writer.But you see i am thirty five and am still unemployed in the conventional sense.I am not suited for jobs which follow a definite time pattern and neitheram i interested in my fathers business.The society has branded me 'unemployed',my friends have branded me a loser and my father has branded me 'good for nothing'!Hey what about the thing of 'follow your dreams'!What can i do if no one is willing to read what i write.And yes because of that i am yet to be married!
Welcome to my life readers and those who just read for the sake of it!Well now that you know my background let me tell you why the heading of the story and why i am i psychotic!
This happened two years ago and i still have to complete it!What you ask?The book i am writing of course!Well i got the idea of writing a romantic novel which people say usually women are good at writing.Agreed,but still i thought lets go ahead.I struggled for two days over the title and named it 'Jane-an amazing experience'.Don't ask why i just thought about it!Maybe i am not a good writer!Oh well!coming back to the story i first started character sketches on my to be characters in the plot.Again i struggled so i decided i would start with 'Jane',the lead character.
I started,"Jane would be a woman of 21 who will be your average 'girl next door'.She would be a slim brunette who pretty in her own way.She would be mature for her age,free minded,independent and headstrong.She would be fun to hang out with and a person who you can confide in."Now with this character in mind i was to base my entire plot on and there would be two men competing for her.One would be the famous and rich millionaire tycoon,Robert Baron and the other would be the struggling writer,John Mitchel.I decided i would stop for now and take a short nap.It so happened that in my dreams i was playing John Mitchel facing the tycoon snob for Jane.Some people say it is good for writers to associate with their characters.So maybe i was going to finally crack it!
As days became weeks and weeks became months. But my novel was not progressing at the pace i had thougt it would.I had thought that i would finish it within 1 year and maybe get it published within 3 months.Damn!Was i lazy or was i just expecting too much?Whatever it was i was soon to find out.The thing that held me back was Jane herself!Yes as i wrote more about her i was also thinking a lot about her!I had developed a very biased sympathy towards thae character John and mild jealousy towards 'Robert'!They say the famous authors Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and Agatha Christie wanted to get rid of their famous characters 'Sherlock Holmes' and 'Hercule Poirot' because their success was causing people to associate with them so much that it caused a pain to their respective authors!And probably this was happening to me in my very first novel!I had started writing about 'Jane' in the present tense like,"Jane is ging here" and questioning 'her' as in "Why does Jane prefer Robert?" Man! was i associating with characters!I was sucking myself into my own novel!Maybe i was feeling sorry for John or feeling bitter towards Robert.Did you notice now i am talking as if they are regular people!Well i could change the plot to suit John but i relised this only two months back!What an idiot i am!
But do you know the true reason for this!The reason was i forgot i was the author,i forgot that Jane and the others were not real and i mostly i confused the plot with reality where i did not have control!Some of you may say dear readers that this is pessimism and that Man is the Master of his FATE,But this for me was never real.I depend on my family for my daily needs,the society does not even acknowledge the existence of us,the strugglers,the 'dreamers'and people are not willing to give us a chance.But now towards the end of my second year of writing my novel,i will complete it and i know i am revealing the end but John will win Jane and if there is no happy ending for me so be it,but THERE WILL BE A HAPPILY EVER AFTER FOR JANE,THE CHARACTER I WROTE AND LOVED!!*


*note-but now that you know the ending still buy my book when it comes out,ok please!

Once there was a boy and then there were none.

Once there was a boy
named Mac Millan
He would go to school
but come home by a.m. eleven.

When asked why so,
the reason he would tell,
"The school is very bad
and it can go to hell!"

His parents were mad
for the descipline he lacked.
he would go to school
but by eleven he was back!

His parents were worried,
at why he did so.
But maybe his teachers
would definitely know.

So when they met the teachers,
all the latter had to say,
That Mac never came to school ,
he never came that way!

His parents were scared,
for their son was a fool.
That idiot of a boy never 
went to school!

So the next day when
 they sent Mac Millan,
they followed him to where
he went,till a.m. eleven.

Mac Millan went on and on
outskirts of the town,
into the small caravan,
where the gypsies were found!

As his parents watched,
he played,danced and sang
with horror in their eyes
with his large gypsy gang!

His parents caught hold of him
and took him along.
But even on his way home,
he sang the gypsy song!

On reaching home,
they locked him in his room.
Then they felt relieved,
as they rid him of his doom.

They explained to him
the gypsies were bad
and having left him in his room
Mac Millan was very sad.

As weeks passed by
Mac Millan went to school.
But he felt very lonely,
very reserved and cool.

His parents were relieved
but not for long,
for one day he never came home
and once again he was gone!

 His parents went to the outskirts,
searched high and low,
but he fled away with the gypsies
never again his face to show.

So  in the start  there was a boy,
but now his story is done.
Along he went with the gypsies
and then there were none.

A bird in the sky is hope on the horizon.

After a couple of bright sunny days the weather took a turn for the worst.Man!!It was probably one of those dreary,wet period of the year.In our small town, the sun was always welcome but the rains during this period always brought misfortune.It would rain like hell for two weeks approximately destroying property and sometimes even taking lives.Then the floods would start and all kinds of communication,work and town activities would come to an abrupt halt.And once all this was over we would have to spend the next five to six months rebuilding and mourning for our lost properties and lives.No wonder I grew up hating the rains!
And now it would repeat again this year.I thought maybe the Gods,the clouds and the rains conspired only against our little town.Why not go and flood the cities!But my brother,a highly optimistic soul believed that something good did come out of everything.He always said,"A bird in the sky is a hope on the horizon.When asked what he meant by that,he just shrugged and said in time i would know!My brother and his futile hope!
Well when i was out in my bookshop(well we sold school and storybooks)selling a drawing book to a child,the neighbor shop fellow came and said that the first clouds had been sighted.When i came out to see these clouds did not look much but experience told me that they would get a lot bigger.For the last seven years these clouds did not miss one chance to cause a deluge and flash floods to destroy our small town.And now these clouds were here again!Well now that the warning had come it was but a matter of hours before calamity struck.We started closing our shops and packing whatever few belongings we had to carry them home.
When i reached home,i found my brother tending to our sick mother.our mother had been sick for three years now after that treacherous father of us had abandoned us and fled the town.But my brother had reacted differently.He had only smiled and said that maybe father was on along holiday.God!How naive could he be!Did he really think that our old man was on vacation or was he just shutting himself to the shock.Whatever it was,he never discussed father again and took up the job of caring for mother with zeal.Well as for me i handled the shop.By now a drizzle had started and after three hours it was pouring cats and dogs!We were safely in our house now preparing to spend another two weeks in captivity!Luckily we had stocked on enough food supplies for a month.As soon as this rainy disaster pass over we would go on to rebuild and renew our daily routine.Actually the rains had become a part of the routine now!Two days passed without uneventfully and with a great effort we had to ward of the boredom.But the coming week would be very eventful had i known it before.
Our  mother suddenly developed fits and were highly recurring for the next few days.whatever medicines had been given for these fits were stopped since the town doctor had told her not to take it because two years back the fits had stopped.But now as if the rains pounding our house was not enough even these damned fits were back!Why God,why!And now the dutiful son my brother was he  immediately left for the doctor's house to put an end to mother's fits.But the rains were still on and i had not even hesitated to stop my brother feeling relieved that i did not have to go.I was a coward like my father and only after my brother had left had i realized that!But i still did not go out to search for him when he did not  turn up for a full day!How shameful of me!I cried,begged and prayed to the Gods who i had damned,but neither did brother turn up nor did i go out to find him.My mother's sad eyes were always on me but she did not speak out.After one and a half days the rains mysteriously and luckily stopped and after the second day of my brother's missing a group of men arrived supporting my brother.Wow he was alive after all!And not only that he was clutching mother's medicine!
I could not see eye to eye  in fear of seeing my guilt reflected in my eyes.But all my brother said was,"At least  i did not go on a vacation like dad."Had i heard right,he was trying to justify to me!That was the last straw i broke down and cried like a baby for forgivness.But all my brother did was take me outside and showed me a fleeting white cloud which he said he thought was shaped like a bird.And then his words rung in my ears,'A BIRD IN THE SKY IS HOPE ON THE HORIZON'!

*note-do you also think this looks like a bird?

La Femme Fatale!

I always remember that day when i met her.God knows what happened to me that day!
Usually i am a very boring person who never interacted much.I was what you can call an introvert.But just remembering her  has a hold on me to this very day.This happened eleven years back.
I was in the second year of my Mcom and at the age of 23 was very much a loner.No friends ,no travelling mates also!Well but that day i realised i had another more darker part within me.It was the 24th of May and i was in a hurry to get to my college as i had to submit my accounts project.
VERY IMPORTANT!As i was already late i thought i would catch an auto to get to college.But no rickshaw came.What a bunch of idiots!And then i did ask two rickshaws with both charging prices to through the roof!"What about the meters"i asked.Without replying they just left.God!On this day out of all.But had i accepted the prices this day would be normal and would never haunt me in the coming years!
And then i saw an Audi stop some distance away and a girl get out.After that what happened must have been a dream or a film story.The girl had the most striking figure,jet black hair with blond streaks,big lovely brown eyes and clothes(even though i must say a bit free to show her lovely coffee brown skin)that did full justice to her.I do not know what came over me.But i did notice her driver( i.e. if he was)call out to her.But she just ignored him and looked around.Suddenly she saw me and walked towards me and asked on my face,"Would you like a cup of coffee with me."But the thing more shocking was my reply.Before i knew it i had agreed to the date(as i thought it!).We walked a bit without talking until we came up to a Cafe Coffee Day cafe and entered.She had not uttered a word and i was just staring at her.I had forgotten the project the tim e and all my surroundings.
She orderted a double latte and looked at me for the first time.I asked for water!The man behind the counter looked at me with a "are you alright "look.But my eyes were only on her.What was wrong with me,why could'nt i look away.But she was aware of this and when we sat on the table smiled and told"You like me don't you."I was taken aback not at the question but at my own reaction,for i had already touched her hand!Damn!What was happening to me.Why was i behaving like this?I admit i had noticed girls but what was there i her that attracted me like my life depended on it!
And then i realised  that other boys whether alone or with girls were also staring at her!And then a weird rage took over me and i shouted"Stop staring!"Oh great now i was turning possessive!But all she did was smile mockingly at me and then to my further horror wink at one of the oogling boys!My heart and mind shattered out there only!The other boy grinned and cast a victorious glance at the other boys and me.But she was not done yet!Then she touched my hand that sent a current of warm blood up to my head and as if brought my broken heart back to life!She had the smile of a goddess and her touch and eyes were magnetically attractive.Her full red lips twisted into dark red arc of dark delight at the sight of my helplessness to such trivialo gestures from her.
She was toying with me and i could not do a thing.I was enchanted,spell bound whatever you call it.
And then she brought her mouth close to the side of my face and whispered in her light,attractive voice which sent a cold shudder down my spine. She had said,"What a LOSER,you are!"And then she suddenly left. I was left frozen and then i realised that she was gone.I did not submit my project that day.Actually i did not go to college for the next two weeks!Instead i would go to that same place and wait for two hours waiting to see whether she would come.But she never came.She had just  vanished leaving me crazy,just the way she had appeared.
To this day i do not know who she was,where she came from or even what was her NAME!All i know was that she had left me crazy enough to remember her even after eleven long years!She was truly LA FEMME FATALE!
 

Lead the Way

Do not follow
Do not sway
Do with reason
lead the way.

The time has come
To go beyond what lay
To leave your comfort zone
and lead the way.

Look towards the future
But live today
Learn from the past
and lead the way

Soon your time will come
So do not dismay
And do not forget
to lead the way.

We are Generation Y

Born in times of highs and lows
We are a generation that everyone knows
Aiming for goals ever so high
We are Generation  Y.

The millennium began with us
We handle technology without a fuss
We can work and enjoy
We are Generation Y.

History was what we were born to create
Our generation was born to be great
Success is where our futures lie
We are Generation Y.

We are special ,we are unique
The highest peaks are what we seek
We will not climb,instead we will fly
We are Generation Y.