Doon....Doon...Dehradun

I really miss the place,

Where paper was a base.

Life had no worries,

And we had no race.

Rolling was the only engineering,

And our thoughts were pioneering.

We had no control over life,

And friends were our steering.

Instantly were our trips made,

Between Pulga and Kasol they swayed.

Drinking became a science soon,

And VAT & Pipers a boon.

We avoided drinking much,

But surely made the tout a tycoon.

I really miss the place,

Where paper was a base.

Life had no worries,

And we had no race.

This was a glimpse of my memories from July to June.

The place was heavenly and called DehraDoon.

Ibojima - Berzerk (feat. Txiki Shaman)

Rise up!!

Classroom is the place to educate,
But our teacher has something extra to facilitate.
They treat exams like fixed games,
And never forget the good names.

Course may not complete,
Yet the exams will be held.
Good names will fair well,
For you, suppli will be held.

When it comes to projects,
Concepts and calculations are lame.
Your hard work wont interest them,
Cos they still remember the good name.

It wont affect them,
If you get wrongly debarred.
But if a geek gets a back,
Oh yes, that's fuckin hard!!

Its time to open your eyes,
Rise up and raise a voice.
Cos those who are deaf,
Always need a noise.

Engineering

My dream is to reach the stars,
And have a mycan upon the mars.
There's no limit to the sky,
As I have got the wings to fly.

I calculate the forces called shear,
And sip by sip drink my cold beer.
Flight mechanics tells me the required time,
With the help of cosec, tan and sine.

Propulsion tells me the engine that's best,
And Machine Design helps me in the rest.
Airfoil characteristics are studied in aerodyne,
And Fluid Mechanics is as sweet as wine.

Heat transfer tells me the temperature outside,
And by all laws of physics, I abide.
Vibration problems are tough to be solved,
And with chemistry equations, I get dissolved.

My dream is to have a rave on the moon,
And for that, my aerospace degree is a boom.
I will save the earth from solar flares,
Cos for this world, this psyboy cares.

The Beginning

When did this rolling start,
I dont remember.
But its results enlightened me up,
And it was the chilling December.

The first fag I filled with grass,
It was back in 2008.
I didnt get any high,
But also, I couldnt walk straight.

It was a new form of THC substance.
That came up that day.
Akshay and Smabit were the two illuminati,
Who had brightned my way.

Alpha, Beta and Gamma,
All were closed in a room.
And all I could remember was,
"Har Har Mahadev" and "Jai Shiva Boom".

Life was never so good,
And it couldnt get bad anymore.
Chilli seemed sweet now,
And chocolate tasted sour.

Today, I live for the grass,
And tommorow I'll die for pot.
So fuck the stupid curves,
As there's a circle in the dot.

Rollology

When I start to roll,
I feel contentment in my soul.
It makes me wonder,
Why dont I see the storn behind thunder?

I pick the stuff with chopsticks,
And burn it with different tricks.
The cigarette is roasted then,
And I empty it at the count of ten.

Now I crush the tobacco and stuff,
And get the temptation of the holy puff.
I make a roch with a filter tip,
Preparing my mind to be ready to flip.

I place the roch on rolling paper,
Trying my max to avoid any taper.
The mixture is now filled in the cavity,
So that webreak the laws of gravity.

I lick the paper at the gum side,
And get ready to roll the ride.
The left mixture is now filled,
By my perfection, everyone is thrilled.

There's always a debate to light the roll,
And we end up in having a poll.
One of us now lights the spliff,
As we all climb the highest cliff.

Ever Changing Life

Habits keep life organised,
But deadly are obsessions.
I try to follow my way,
But deviating are my passions.

My childhood was great,
As marks were in my fate.
Although I didn't study,
But scoring was no worry.

As I reached high school,

I started using bunking tool.

All I thought was about this girl,

Who used to make my mind swirl.

Along with break-up came lot of tension,

And I got tears from her in pension.

I used to wait for her call and cry,
But she never rang up or even try.

To forget her, I started to dope,

And this eliminated my all hope.

I missed on the passing time and didnt get back,
She dropped me and I lost track.

Habits keep life organised,

But deadly are obsessions.

Dont keep playing all time,
Cos important are lessons......