a day at tihar

What a day.. d day i was anticipating..high expectations... n wow.. it was better than d minds picture... u know... couldn’t get better.. went early in the morning.. all clad in white... now when m writing.... o know.. d coincidence... m listening to 1 of the songs.. wow.. the vibe.. FA(fukin awesome.. by the way..).. ya.. all in white.. looking fantastic. their best,.. then d tricolor tied on the left wrist. . all exited. then got into the bus..listening 2 funny symptoms of jitters of Tanu.. n a gag here n there.. kept us going. n ya.. spoke a lot of music.. then.. got down.. oh ya.. i missed out something.. the bad singing by d dance troop. all bad songs..in bad voices.. euuu.. got down.. first sight.. a police man who probably belonged 2 d veerappan family...muchaman.. u know.. then there was the big gate. beyond which was a new world, an intriguing 1.. i thought it would be sombre...then came the checking.. oh.. the lady gaurd gave me tickles while checking.. n it took us half an hour to pass through d gate..n there we went.. stepped into d TIHAR JAIL....bt u won’t get even a hint if it.. while walking.. wall painting..greenery.. fresh air..no bit of darkness or negativity.. it rather felt like a walk in the lawn.. n then.. we saw some 300 + ppl clad in white...so disciplined...n then i knew wat i was suppose to go through.. 100% excitement n 200% nerves... to the left st d important criminals..The top level criminals.. terrorists n jihadis.. we were told.. we all went 2 d stage.. 1st came a kids performance.. prodigy man.. i swear.. adorable voice. it kinda quietened me..n we began..Aashayein.. i realy didnt know whether 2 make an eye contact with d audience r not.. well, i didnt.. we began. happy note.. oh. d god damn mike system..slurred it up..k.. not a problem.. went on.. then.. Winds of change,, sang it out.. then walked off d stage.. Tanu sang jhulelal.. set it on fire.. they luvvd it.. FA. thunderous applause. n over .. we sat next to d stage(right side though )..had chats..the stage was taken ovr by d other band.. oh.. lord.. they spent half an hour singing 'sound check'.. probably.. forgot d lyrics..wa ever.. n out of d blues.. there was an announcement.. a prisoner named john would like 2 sing.. i thought it wud be ne unknown boring hindi song.. bt this man took us by surprise.. came 2 d stage.. spoke perfect english..took a guitar n sang a self composition..went like."kuch na kaho. my only wish is 2 touch u".. encore.. i swear. it was deep, haunting, n flawless.. fab.. everything.. n claps n hoots.. thats all we cud do.. Kenny sir went n congratulated him.. then..went for refreshments . good 1s.. all mad inside by d prisoners..everything..it was really yum..it didnt feel like a jail .. at any point of time.. packed off. belly full satisfaction..greater fun while returning.. a lot of music this time.. relaxd jestures.. n in my mind was hysteria dancing. my last day.. with these people...apparently.. wont be coming 2 YMCA after this.. n there sir was talking about future gigs d band is supposed 2 have..come on. i won’t be a part of it..my mind d perfect wet blanket on my heart.. i l miss u guys.. i kept sayin.. inside myself.. i wish.. i wish.. damn.. involved in their talks n my head bullying me.. we decided we ll record d songs once at ymca.. since we dont have a video of the performance..will i be there?? .. got down.. bade gud bye(bad byee sad 1..) to sir.. meet u after 6 months.. helpless me ..My Immortal chords?? my big request..bye bye 2 others.. got on Tanu’s car.. n as decided.. had lassi .. rum balls out of stock. relished it..talkin about the experience then came my time 2 say goodbye. got down.. said bye 2 her so many tymes.. n she gave me a lill peck n my cheek..last kiss...walked on the deserted road..back home..dreams are not forever.. u got 2 step out of them sometime..WALKING DOWN THE STREETSDISTANT MEMORIES ARE BURRIED IN THE PAST FOREVER..........