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Finally at-last!  

I don’t take things
As they come!
Like to feel the essence
Most beautiful they are then bound to become.

Why waste the time
My man! Do what you love.
Let go of all the worries
They won’t ever make you say; “Oh wow!”

Never again do you may
Find regretting the passing day.
Myth wasn’t in the words. When they said;
Use the sunshine when preparing the towering hay.

Most of you I know
Might wonder at the stupidity I put forth,
It indeed is my love!
That’s all and some precious more I find myself to be of fabulous worth.

“What?” …I am still asking questions,
Assuming the answers will never be spoke.
Can I do anything about that …ya?
Everyone is busy twittering their thoughts, ‘yes! Even my dear old folks.’

Whom do I listen to?
Does anybody, humble enough. “wants to listen!
See there you go again in a pondering stance
Without even caring to grant a simple reason.

Blabber all you can,
No lady I won’t stop. You!
The one with a beautiful smile,
Glowing like a shimmering dew drop glimpsed in autumn a sight rare to few.

I know now
You will do things I ever didn’t said.
The memories I created
……Wonder if they ever will fade.

When someone comes over and you are all confused about what dish to prepare for satiating their appetite, least you are not even familiar with the ‘T’ of cooking. “Fret not!” Today I will share the secret recipe of making a perfect dish suitable for any occasion. All you need is ‘short (s)pan’ of attention and a lot of vigor (…no! not vinegar) and you are all set to go on with preparing. The one I will be going to teach is called the ‘roasted heart.’

…so here is how one makes it!!

Firstly, find some or even just one will do, “a freshly made up juicy ‘heart.’ While buying it check for plumpness …those are best, for such a dish. Stay away from all those bloated ones; many of them do stock on such, and will easily fool you into buying them. While out on shopping, expert advice may not be available, so you will have to rely as much on your own instinct. DO NOT get carried away by the words, especially of those trying to sell their stuff.

…ok! You got yourself a nice, cold heart, so let’s move on with our preparation. “Shall we?”

Before resuming do check up on the list of items that will be required. Assuming, that it is already done I will move on with the procedures…

As you cant never be sure where these ‘heart’s’ are cultivated and exported from, make sure they are cleansed with thoroughly. This can be done by holding it directly under the force of clean running water. That will get rid of any dirt or debris previously stuck to its surface.

Done that!! Good…

Now you have one nice, clean but still cold heart. This dish may not taste good if it is not warmed. So as to do that, take a large ‘Cauldron’ …usually that much of a space is seldom required, but that helps to spice it more easily. Fill the vessel with ‘water’ fetched from the tank of hope. It can be easily found everywhere. Put on the flame for the vessel, set to a minimum. Dip the heart in it once and remove it, now drop it …and leave it for sometime.

Till it get’s all warmed up, you can go and enjoy some leisure time. But do remember to keep a check on its progress..

“Times up!”

By now it must have been pretty cooked, so switch of the flame and wait for some more time for the ‘water’ to scale down in its temperature. Take a safe holder to take it out and place it on a dish. The heart must be all warmed, and soft to touch. Do handle it carefully causs it tends to become slippery.

Take a sharp knife and just slightly poke it to make sure it is warmed. If the point of the knife penetrates through it with ease, you have it made perfectly.

Give yourself a pat on the back ...and move on with the things to prepare.

The whole heart tastes better than a sliced one, so leave it that way and get some spices and oils. Pour the whole bottle of oil in the pan and let it burn. Let it boil for sometime. Keep the spices handy, and just when the oil is all of boiling, pour them in the pan.

The ‘whoosh’ sound that is made is so good “….Wonderful!!”

Stir everything inside the pan with a flat spoon, smell the nice aroma that is emitted. When you see everything inside the pan is grasping the color ‘red’ get the heart and introduce it to the pan. “Again” …you will have to stir it, this time vigorously, so as to get the taste onto to the dish. Cover the pan with a lid and watch as it turns from some familiar color to something of brownish in nature. If that is case, you my friend have successfully prepared that special aromatic dish. Only thing left is to serve it. Nothing specific required, just serve it freshly out of the pan, it tastes better that way.

That is all there is to it, hope you enjoyed the preparation and intricacies of that appetizing dish.

Time is flowing, the pace is fast.
I am standing still, not wanting it to last
When I want the most of it
It just slows down
How can I run along on my feet?
It makes me look like a clown.

Looking at the clock;
…It is half past eight.
Had some more sleep on that nice comfy dock,
Woke up with a thud: “Oh my god; I am already late.”

Took the jar filled with H2O,
Splashed it all over my face,
Burned some of the toast too,
Just forgot to tie my lace.

Run, run catch up with time
The clock is ticking
Meetings are arranged to earn big dime
But I am stuck here in a jam, Screaming and kicking.

Constantly watching the thing tied to the wrist,
Hoping for it to stop!
That damn thing had to break in the middle of this mist,
“Surely” the boss is going to hammer me a big nice drop.

Still I don’t know why time is important
‘Without it,’ “life would have been better
“Sorry.!!” got to go, I have to submit this ‘already late patent,
And for the last’ time’ my love is waiting, near a club called ‘hater?!?!?’

Like a soothing curve and an unending nerve,
You had me on the edge of the constant verve.
With a cryptic sauce or of little loss,
That must have been the deed of the cause.
No hand enough to calm the beast,
Everything is in sight, to say the least.”
Chaos grooving with the sound of thunder,
‘Take it’… something is in blunder.
Having said things ‘over and over’
“People!” do run for cover.
Vein disrupting at the sight of churn
Setting the house to fire, that never was to be burn.
“Hating, loathing, kicking, screaming.”
And the laughter of joy came back beaming.

“To your left, idiot!” came a loud scream.

“Whaaat? …where?”

“To yourrr left, b*#$#$%@!”

Boom! “Oh! Shit”

Welcome to the world that is dreaded and soaked with as much blood as the fury and rage that it draws. This is ‘Gaming tournaments’ at its best and above are the typical abuses that can be commonly heard and felt. If you are wondering if those word are for the opponents think again, the words galore is just for the teammates. So just imagine what’s in store for the enemy…!

Gaming as a sport draws a huge crowd of every species imaginable on this planet. There are the geeks, who always move with their pack i.e. in a group comprising of no more than six people, wearing the same colored (..Black) T-shirts with hugely printed “Geek” on their nonexistent chests. For reasons known to them they always carry their own hardware a.k.a the ‘weapons’ that is of choice ...of course! But don’t let their bespectacled look fool you; they are the ‘real masters of the game’, literally.

Then there are those, you know the big hulks that are found littered everywhere with big bodies that can put even a baby elephant to shame and a brain that they somehow decided to keep on the dusty shelf’s; that are rarely used. Attitude seems to be dripping from them as much as the drool they are unintentionally oozing. These giants are more of a loner which does works to their advantage. They spend freaking too much hours with their favorite game making them as much competitive as the species aforementioned. Ask them about the game they decided to compete in, you might probably get nothing more than a “huummm” like sound and yes some drool too.

Gaming tournaments also comprise of the usual crowd of people that are a mix of varied degree. From casual gamers to more of a spectator, you’ll find everybody here. The reasons they even made it to the tournament can vary from person to person. Some of them come to get the taste of what-its-like to be a gamer, so they can try their hands at the professional league. Then there are the others that visit for the love or hype of the games and even to check out ‘hot girls’. “Yeah, like you are ever getting to see one there. (…eyes rolling!!)

Huge speakers thundering at the highest decibel of human hearing tolerance add to that some pretty big cut-outs of the characters from the game pestered all around and you have one hell of a place for gaming rage. This is the usual setup of a decent gaming tournament, which is mostly held at places that are huge, area wise. For making everyone comfortable there are large enough chairs strategically placed in a number of rows facing the front of a huge projected screen. What is the use of screen you ask...Well that is for viewing the fierce battle that takes place inside the gaming arena. “But…???” Yes the ‘gaming arenas’ are separate sitting places or battle ground equipped with the entire arsenal* for the battles to draw blood. Actually a place differentiated from the main area comprising of a number of PCs for the gaming purpose.

Gaming is as ‘virtual’ as anything can get, but it the real people who play the games. That is why when two or even ten of them face each other, the competition is as fierce as in any other (real) game. Finding sweat in these places is much rare but tempers and anguish fly like the sparks from a metal cast against the other. Friends turn to foe and back again, it is those moments that make of all the difference. Cursing, abusing, screaming and bad words all come as standard part of the packaged deal. So, be it for the opponent or the one who is the part of the team it really doesn’t matter. Winning can seem to be the ‘everything’ here and for that the players can take to any length possible.

This can be a cool enough place for gaming aficionados. Where else do any gamer gets to see so many (real!) people! So if you are thinking of visiting any of the gaming tournaments don’t forget to bring some cotton buds for the ears and some tissues for you know what…?

“If you’ll excuse me, I need to go and finish that stupid lurking behind the door - “bang!”