Courtesy Arunima and her constant reminders (thanks fo that by the way :) ) m doing these tags.
# 8 things i love about summers.
(ill try my level best to be really honest but cant gurrantee anything cz I HATE SUMMERS!)
1.Great evenings. Unlike the cold, jaw-breaking winters i love the pleasent and extended summer evenings.
2.Baths. This is one season which makes you realize the importance of cold water.
3. Frequent mountain trips. Nothing and i mean absolutly nothing beats those
trekking trips which can be undertaken wid considerable ease during this season.
4.ummmm.........next would be lemonade adulterated with rooafza....man that is one drink i can kill for....and i mean it....
5.Bloody 3 month long holiday! ya baby..beat tht!
6.uuummmm....
7.well.......
8. I like summers cz they make me realize hw amazin winters are :D
TAG 2 :
5 things you dont know about me :
(this should be fun)
1. i don laugh in front of a camera. ...weird but true....just a gentle strech of lips does it for me.
2.i m very very sensitive at times.....die hard romantic to the core
3.i would die of sheer mental strain if i were to live in a place where mirrors were banned....m not trying to find "whos the fairest of them all" but still its a complusive habbit....
4.have had my and atleast a dozen other peoples share of bad luck when it comes to "social" life but still look forward to something beautiful.....*sigh*
5. i m fun to be aroun but i can b a tad insecure bout myself at times....ok since this is the last thing im allowed to list i will club whole bunch of unrelated stuff together.....i looooooove poetry .....m wacky......music gives me such a high that i may come across as a dopy...tht shud b enough fo now!
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Saturday, March 17, 2007
Hear Me YE
Thou might love , thou might hate
Thou might blame it all on fate,
Behold the viscious circle in which ye caught
For ye blinded thyself to lessons life taught
Joy of today is morrow's sorrow,
Reasons of being from each other they borrow,
Hear me ye, who loved other's for a reason,
They shalt change like sun and season,
Reasons by dawn , by dusk are not,
Loved changed in reason is love not
Love thyself, if thou must
If so, then be rest assured,
Desolate ye shalt be---Nevermore
Thou might blame it all on fate,
Behold the viscious circle in which ye caught
For ye blinded thyself to lessons life taught
Joy of today is morrow's sorrow,
Reasons of being from each other they borrow,
Hear me ye, who loved other's for a reason,
They shalt change like sun and season,
Reasons by dawn , by dusk are not,
Loved changed in reason is love not
Love thyself, if thou must
If so, then be rest assured,
Desolate ye shalt be---Nevermore
Friday, February 9, 2007
Confessions of my feeble mind
How would I know what is it like to walk on moon? How would i ever know what does it feel like to hold the extra-terrestrial grains of sand? How would i know what it feels like to stare into empty,deep,black space yet knowing the world out there is illuminated in ways we cant even comprehend.?
Yet, I attempt,however feebly, to describe the hop on moon, the touch of its surface and and the faint twinkle in the pitch dark space.
How would I know what does it feel like to be with a woman? How would i know of the ecstasy of waking up with someone smelling as fragrant as morning breeze and as soft as fur.How would I , oh my modest master , know of the joy of holding someone in my arms and watch time fly by, when all I want of it , is to halt.
Yet I challenge myself into scultping that moment of beauty, of fragrance , of love. Yet I cajole myself into scripting a moment of eternal joy.
How would I , of all the incapcitated minds, know what it is like to wear that shiny silver armour. How would I know of the inherent melody in the hoops of a horse,raising a cloud of dust behind. How would i know the beauty of valour and death in battle field.
Yet I battle to ink the thrill behind the war cries and the pride of a steadfast knight.
I would never know.
Notwithstanding these physical barriers, I ,my master, shall be your servile. I shall homour thee with my flights of imagination.
We may not have had that moment of awe, of beauty or of valour but regret not master for ye shalt command and i shalt create. Thou may not touch, smell or see but rest assured, Thou shalt feel....................I , thy feeble mind, promises -THY SHALT FEEL!
Yet, I attempt,however feebly, to describe the hop on moon, the touch of its surface and and the faint twinkle in the pitch dark space.
How would I know what does it feel like to be with a woman? How would i know of the ecstasy of waking up with someone smelling as fragrant as morning breeze and as soft as fur.How would I , oh my modest master , know of the joy of holding someone in my arms and watch time fly by, when all I want of it , is to halt.
Yet I challenge myself into scultping that moment of beauty, of fragrance , of love. Yet I cajole myself into scripting a moment of eternal joy.
How would I , of all the incapcitated minds, know what it is like to wear that shiny silver armour. How would I know of the inherent melody in the hoops of a horse,raising a cloud of dust behind. How would i know the beauty of valour and death in battle field.
Yet I battle to ink the thrill behind the war cries and the pride of a steadfast knight.
I would never know.
Notwithstanding these physical barriers, I ,my master, shall be your servile. I shall homour thee with my flights of imagination.
We may not have had that moment of awe, of beauty or of valour but regret not master for ye shalt command and i shalt create. Thou may not touch, smell or see but rest assured, Thou shalt feel....................I , thy feeble mind, promises -THY SHALT FEEL!
Friday, February 2, 2007
IN THE END
Well this entry is going to be high on philosphical content so you might as well move on. For those who still are intersted here's a quote to set the tone of this blog
"Light defeats darkness in the end."
Its taken from one of the Upnishad's( gems of spritual wisdom) and for the benifit of the less informed folks it's orignal sanskrit version was played in the background of the final showdown of the famous trilogy of Matrix! Anyway that's besides the point
We always have had this concept of "In the end...........Finally.......Eventually".
"In the end truth will triumph over falsehood/In the end joy will dwell in a place full of virtues/In the end the vices will make you a hallow man."
These phrases sound so familiar that we shoot them off without even pondering over them.
What is this "in the end" we are talking about?.....what is this end?.....is it a destination?.....
This idea of "eventually or in the end" was handed down to us by the most unnoticed yet suprisingly common literature -FAIRY TALES!......."In the end princess found her prince and they lived happily EVERAFTER!".........
Ok so what is my point?.....
MY point is this.......In the end darkness is not defeated by light........In the end truth does not triumph over falsehood.........In the end happiness is not bestowed upon the righteous.....because...........THERE IS NO "IN THE END~"!
First we had Ravan ,who's evilness was slayed by the pious Sri Ramchandra JI. Then Shri Ram left for his heavenly abode. Then came Kans who met the same fate and soon after his slayer Shri krishan ji departed. Then came men like jesus christ and mahatma gandhi who showed us the path of love, who were followed by evil men like Osama bin laden and George Bush Jr+Sr.
Do you see a pattern here??.......First there is evil,which causes righteousness to take birth........then righteousness causes evil to crop up.....and this cycle goes on.....AND THERE IS NO END.......it is an iteration which has been for eternity and will last for eternity.....
quoting from one of my own creations :
"joy of today is morrow's sorrow,
reasons of being from each other they borrow."
Most of us keep fighting our way through to achieve that "end" whereafter things become constant. We take the path of righteousness because we feel in the end we are going to be happy. In our endeavour to achieve the perfect end, in our fight to search for unchanging utopia
we blind oursselves to one the most beautiful atrribute's of life-CHANGE.
Our blinding zest for an eternal/lifetime of utopia takes away the beauty of life. The beauty that lies in joy as well as sorrow. The beauty that lies in enlightenment as well as ignorance. The BEAUTY OF IMPERFECTION. THE BEAUTY OF CHANGE.
(I know blog may seem wandering off wildly but just hold on for a while)
Beauty lies in the embrace of your loved one as well as the tears which roll down when that loved one leaves you. Beauty lies in the experience of power of knowlerdge as well as the ignorant gaze of a child to the stars. Beauty lies in evil wicked laugh as well as the innocent and pious smirk.
Every experience, every emotion, every animate and inanimate object has beauty in it.
Purpose of life, my friends, is not keep running in pursuit of a perfect end but to enjoy the journey.
Whos to confirm of the eternal bliss of heaven or the blaze of hell fire? Who's to say this lifetime is an oppurtunity to escape eternal condemnation.?
Only thing that can be and has been confirmed is that one should not live life in pursuit of an unchanging scenario. One should not be stead fast on a particular path in hope of an eternal utopia. Infact one should choose a path which enables one to relish the bitter pill of sorrow along with sweet taste of joy. One should take a path which leaves one in awe of power of knowledge and at the same time admire the beauty of ignorance.One should look forward to light yet not overlook the importance of darkness.
Everything ,under this sun, has a uniqueplace my friends. Everything is yearning to be admired.
This brings us back to the point where we started. There is no IN THE END/EVERAFTER.
We all are food for worms folks. Our legacy will not lie in what we achieved "IN THE END", it will lie in what we made out of the time we had between the begining and the end. We can either choose to waste the time at hand in a futile pursuit of perfect end and a life confirming to our whims thereafter or we can learn to appreciate the vagaries of life and NOT RESIST the change.
Choice is yours............Or is it????????????????????????????????(don ask y i wrote tht)
Ciao/.....ill go and make life proud by gulpin nother pizza!!
"Light defeats darkness in the end."
Its taken from one of the Upnishad's( gems of spritual wisdom) and for the benifit of the less informed folks it's orignal sanskrit version was played in the background of the final showdown of the famous trilogy of Matrix! Anyway that's besides the point
We always have had this concept of "In the end...........Finally.......Eventually".
"In the end truth will triumph over falsehood/In the end joy will dwell in a place full of virtues/In the end the vices will make you a hallow man."
These phrases sound so familiar that we shoot them off without even pondering over them.
What is this "in the end" we are talking about?.....what is this end?.....is it a destination?.....
This idea of "eventually or in the end" was handed down to us by the most unnoticed yet suprisingly common literature -FAIRY TALES!......."In the end princess found her prince and they lived happily EVERAFTER!".........
Ok so what is my point?.....
MY point is this.......In the end darkness is not defeated by light........In the end truth does not triumph over falsehood.........In the end happiness is not bestowed upon the righteous.....because...........THERE IS NO "IN THE END~"!
First we had Ravan ,who's evilness was slayed by the pious Sri Ramchandra JI. Then Shri Ram left for his heavenly abode. Then came Kans who met the same fate and soon after his slayer Shri krishan ji departed. Then came men like jesus christ and mahatma gandhi who showed us the path of love, who were followed by evil men like Osama bin laden and George Bush Jr+Sr.
Do you see a pattern here??.......First there is evil,which causes righteousness to take birth........then righteousness causes evil to crop up.....and this cycle goes on.....AND THERE IS NO END.......it is an iteration which has been for eternity and will last for eternity.....
quoting from one of my own creations :
"joy of today is morrow's sorrow,
reasons of being from each other they borrow."
Most of us keep fighting our way through to achieve that "end" whereafter things become constant. We take the path of righteousness because we feel in the end we are going to be happy. In our endeavour to achieve the perfect end, in our fight to search for unchanging utopia
we blind oursselves to one the most beautiful atrribute's of life-CHANGE.
Our blinding zest for an eternal/lifetime of utopia takes away the beauty of life. The beauty that lies in joy as well as sorrow. The beauty that lies in enlightenment as well as ignorance. The BEAUTY OF IMPERFECTION. THE BEAUTY OF CHANGE.
(I know blog may seem wandering off wildly but just hold on for a while)
Beauty lies in the embrace of your loved one as well as the tears which roll down when that loved one leaves you. Beauty lies in the experience of power of knowlerdge as well as the ignorant gaze of a child to the stars. Beauty lies in evil wicked laugh as well as the innocent and pious smirk.
Every experience, every emotion, every animate and inanimate object has beauty in it.
Purpose of life, my friends, is not keep running in pursuit of a perfect end but to enjoy the journey.
Whos to confirm of the eternal bliss of heaven or the blaze of hell fire? Who's to say this lifetime is an oppurtunity to escape eternal condemnation.?
Only thing that can be and has been confirmed is that one should not live life in pursuit of an unchanging scenario. One should not be stead fast on a particular path in hope of an eternal utopia. Infact one should choose a path which enables one to relish the bitter pill of sorrow along with sweet taste of joy. One should take a path which leaves one in awe of power of knowledge and at the same time admire the beauty of ignorance.One should look forward to light yet not overlook the importance of darkness.
Everything ,under this sun, has a uniqueplace my friends. Everything is yearning to be admired.
This brings us back to the point where we started. There is no IN THE END/EVERAFTER.
We all are food for worms folks. Our legacy will not lie in what we achieved "IN THE END", it will lie in what we made out of the time we had between the begining and the end. We can either choose to waste the time at hand in a futile pursuit of perfect end and a life confirming to our whims thereafter or we can learn to appreciate the vagaries of life and NOT RESIST the change.
Choice is yours............Or is it????????????????????????????????(don ask y i wrote tht)
Ciao/.....ill go and make life proud by gulpin nother pizza!!
Thursday, December 28, 2006
LOVE
LOVE
young,old.Women,men.Human,animals.Every speices on this planet {i cant talk for others for want of evidence} has been and will be fascinated by the same exotic,fleeting and compelling emotion called LOVE in english................For a husband its thought of her wife waitin back home,tasting food before serving to him.....For a teenager its bout holding hands or more{depends on ur country} day dreaming,bunking tutions to go the movies..............for a old couple its about helping each other walk,washing our spouse spare teeth..............For a dog its a gentle stroke of hand ,baby talk n lots more.....The list is endless simply because every speices on this planet interprets the same feeling in many ways.It moistes our placid eyes and bring smiles on our barren faces at the same time.OOO`s AAAAA`s usualy intersperse the discussion on this feeling.ITs simply beautiful.....................................................OR IS IT???????
A dispassionate and scientific analysis of this much talked about and written bout feeling throw up shockin yet not entirely unexpected questions........ITS NOTHING BUT A MIXTURE OF HORMONES AND EVOLUTIONARY EFFECTS....'How rude nad inhumane is that' some would say....Well don jump the gun already save your arsenal cause u gonno need it...All these "inhumane" and "rude" ppl go on to state that fallin in love is not such beautiful thing after all...if u wann fall in love wid say a not so loveable guy all u need is a cocktail of feromones and leave rest to evolution......next thing u knw is all the brad pitt posters have given way to a ordinary fellaw whom u hated jus the other day......They say love is nothing but a way to get two people to mate or a way to make a more capable person take care of a less capabale person so that their speices may grow.....and if nyhow some speices deviate from the aforementioned path they are history..........................................OH MY GOD THIS IS ABSOLUTLY RIDICULOUS!IS IT ALL ABOUT SEX AND PROPAGATION??how gross is tht!!...........................well ladies and genltemen if u think on same lines then get your dictionaries out coz u gonno need harsher words do describe the later portion.......................................................................
MOTHER.epitome of love.love personified.How caring ,selfless ocean of LOVE....well any language would be inadequate to describe this human form of god....Guess not....language of science might make your struggle for description a lil less painful..............For a moment,just for the sake of arguement,imagine if your mother wasnt as caring as she is ,as lovin as she is,as sacrificin as she is what would ur chances of survival be??...1% 2% 50% ...........whteva may be the answer to that be but one thing is for sure if tht was da case wid every mother on this planet we would hve 6 million instead of 6 billion ppl ruinin the planet tday.......so if 1000 thousand years back mothers had been lik this i would not be here writin this n u would not be here reading this.........BINGO......back to square one........all part of evolution,grand scheme to help deserving speices grow...somthin out there is forcin us to grow n if we relent no second chance is given..........WOW I WISH MA MOM WONT BE READING THIS...........is this it??? is this feeling of love just a fancy way to describe sex and growth!!...there has to be somthin more than what meets the eye,THERE ALWAYS IS..in support many would jump n say mother always had the choice but she choose to scarifice she choose to love ,good point coz y would she care bout propagation n stuff y would she give up so much for nuthin...so she still remains the epitome of scarifice coz THE choice was hers...................................................................OR WAS IT????????????????? jus think!!! don hate me for this...lol
young,old.Women,men.Human,animals.Every speices on this planet {i cant talk for others for want of evidence} has been and will be fascinated by the same exotic,fleeting and compelling emotion called LOVE in english................For a husband its thought of her wife waitin back home,tasting food before serving to him.....For a teenager its bout holding hands or more{depends on ur country} day dreaming,bunking tutions to go the movies..............for a old couple its about helping each other walk,washing our spouse spare teeth..............For a dog its a gentle stroke of hand ,baby talk n lots more.....The list is endless simply because every speices on this planet interprets the same feeling in many ways.It moistes our placid eyes and bring smiles on our barren faces at the same time.OOO`s AAAAA`s usualy intersperse the discussion on this feeling.ITs simply beautiful.....................................................OR IS IT???????
A dispassionate and scientific analysis of this much talked about and written bout feeling throw up shockin yet not entirely unexpected questions........ITS NOTHING BUT A MIXTURE OF HORMONES AND EVOLUTIONARY EFFECTS....'How rude nad inhumane is that' some would say....Well don jump the gun already save your arsenal cause u gonno need it...All these "inhumane" and "rude" ppl go on to state that fallin in love is not such beautiful thing after all...if u wann fall in love wid say a not so loveable guy all u need is a cocktail of feromones and leave rest to evolution......next thing u knw is all the brad pitt posters have given way to a ordinary fellaw whom u hated jus the other day......They say love is nothing but a way to get two people to mate or a way to make a more capable person take care of a less capabale person so that their speices may grow.....and if nyhow some speices deviate from the aforementioned path they are history..........................................OH MY GOD THIS IS ABSOLUTLY RIDICULOUS!IS IT ALL ABOUT SEX AND PROPAGATION??how gross is tht!!...........................well ladies and genltemen if u think on same lines then get your dictionaries out coz u gonno need harsher words do describe the later portion.......................................................................
MOTHER.epitome of love.love personified.How caring ,selfless ocean of LOVE....well any language would be inadequate to describe this human form of god....Guess not....language of science might make your struggle for description a lil less painful..............For a moment,just for the sake of arguement,imagine if your mother wasnt as caring as she is ,as lovin as she is,as sacrificin as she is what would ur chances of survival be??...1% 2% 50% ...........whteva may be the answer to that be but one thing is for sure if tht was da case wid every mother on this planet we would hve 6 million instead of 6 billion ppl ruinin the planet tday.......so if 1000 thousand years back mothers had been lik this i would not be here writin this n u would not be here reading this.........BINGO......back to square one........all part of evolution,grand scheme to help deserving speices grow...somthin out there is forcin us to grow n if we relent no second chance is given..........WOW I WISH MA MOM WONT BE READING THIS...........is this it??? is this feeling of love just a fancy way to describe sex and growth!!...there has to be somthin more than what meets the eye,THERE ALWAYS IS..in support many would jump n say mother always had the choice but she choose to scarifice she choose to love ,good point coz y would she care bout propagation n stuff y would she give up so much for nuthin...so she still remains the epitome of scarifice coz THE choice was hers...................................................................OR WAS IT????????????????? jus think!!! don hate me for this...lol
Friday, December 22, 2006
THE GRUDGE
ok folks......this being my first post ill set the tone of this blog with my favourite poem (obv written by me)...and no THIS IS NOT A BLOG OF ANOTHER LOSER.....
the starlit nite,shimmering space: silver ripples reflecting my face,
I lower my hand to caress the moon; unfolding from clouds lik a pupa from cocoon,
breeze is calm ambience great; yet my mind fails to find solace,
it gallops on with thoughts galore; eyes go moist with memories of yore,
when,when all this end; soon, very soon it pretends,
it says,
this endless chase has worn me out; not a single day gone past without a bout,
THE REFLECTION OF MY FACE IN
the chase is endless agreed; but its for appreciation, acceptance and to quench the greed
this is what u hve wanted all along; acceptance appreciation from people to whom u belong
MY MIND SPEAKS AGAIN
society is too big to please; no more masks, no more masks i beg u please,
i dont know what i like; i do what others like,
women of beauty and men of power; for them i have had my individuality devoured,
i beg u i beg u please; no more masks for me please,
THE REFLECTION SPEAKS AGAIN,
dont you u want anything to boast; dont you want people to raise you a toast,
every new person is a new season; you shed your skin for he's the reason,
look in the mirror; you see a crowd pleaser a achiever,
no achivement hadnt it been for the masks; yet no more mask is all you ask,
so much attention and love u recieve; yet pain and deceit is all you percieve?
it beats me why you cried; you got all for what u tried!!
MY MIND SPEAKS AGAIN
acceptance, appreciation is what i ask; but for me not for those mask,
love and attention is what they get; pain and deceit is what they beget,
i want to say "me" "who are you?" when people ask; yet all i can say is "i m another mask"
the toast ,the love's not for me; but for the skins which i used to shed with glee,
turn to the mirror and gaze; and all i see is haze,
who am i idont discern; why i cry is non of your concern
for one last time,
i muster the courage and dare to ask; please for gods sake spare me the mask
FOR LAST TIME THE FACE SPEAKS,
i am sorry,
without these masks you wont survive; youll be granted your wish maybe in another life,
society has no place for you without these masks;so keep them on its all that i ask,
for now,there is no "you"; there are only masks;in whose glory you shall bask,
so keep them on till the end; i mean whats the big deal,all you have to do is pretend,
i get up to walk and gaze at the moon;goin to fade in sunlight soon,
thy shall meet same fate and fade in glory which thy basks;belonging not to me but to the masks
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