you are in a deep conversation
the other is talking away
your head, its nodding
but the mind, it wanders
the activity requires concentration
u need to understand it well
there is a need to focus
but the mind, it wanders
he is a vagabond
he is a creator
he is an explorer
the mind, when it wanders
many a beautiful sights n sounds, he creates in though
many a ideas he germ's
many a desires he gives birth and nurtures
let the mind wander
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
why do we climb
everyone climbs for a reason
whether they know it or not
some climb for the thrill,
to escape the drudgery of life
some climb for the journey,
for all the things it brings
some climb cos its destiny,
and some for the destination
some choose to climb
while some seem to have no choice
and some just climb!
because, its the only thing to do
so go find ur reason
the reason that makes u climb
and go climb ur mountain
the mountain we call life
whether they know it or notsome climb for the thrill,
to escape the drudgery of life
some climb for the journey,
for all the things it brings
some climb cos its destiny,
and some for the destination
some choose to climb
while some seem to have no choice
and some just climb!
because, its the only thing to do
so go find ur reason
the reason that makes u climb
and go climb ur mountain
the mountain we call life
Sunday, August 22, 2010
how i wish time stood still
how i wish time stood still
as i chatted away my crush
as i partied with my friends
that time when i had a blood rush
how i wish time stood still
when i was having a good time
when i was at my happiest
when i was in my prime
there are many moments u wish remained
more so cos they didnt
the only thing constant is change
so time to get moving with it
as i chatted away my crush
as i partied with my friends
that time when i had a blood rush
how i wish time stood still
when i was having a good time
when i was at my happiest
when i was in my prime
there are many moments u wish remained
more so cos they didnt
the only thing constant is change
so time to get moving with it
 |
| blood rush |
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
morning glory
morning brings hope, morning beings optimism
morning brings bad breadth, and all things in it
morning brings light, morning brings clarity
morning ushers a new day to wake up and fight away
morning gets the cock crowing, morning gets the birds chirping
morning gets the rag pickers hustling, morning gets the railway platforms bustling
morning gets me bloging, and some people jogging
why oh why does the morning come, cant we just let the nightmare run!
morning brings bad breadth, and all things in it
morning brings light, morning brings clarity
morning ushers a new day to wake up and fight away
morning gets the cock crowing, morning gets the birds chirping
morning gets the rag pickers hustling, morning gets the railway platforms bustling
morning gets me bloging, and some people jogging
why oh why does the morning come, cant we just let the nightmare run!
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Loss of Innocence
When do we stop trying
When do we start accepting
When do we stop finding newer things to do
When do we become slaves to routine
When do we stop accepting things at face value
When do we start doubting intentions
When do we stop seeing things for what they are
When does our vision get blurred by prejudices
When do things cease to be black and white
When do we start justifying the greys
When do we stop being objective
When do wonderful things start becoming objects
When do we stop admiring beauty
When does attraction turn to lust
When do we stop being sincere
When does hypocrisy set in
When do we stop constructing
When do we start deconstructing
When do we lose our innocence
When oh when does a child become a person
When do we start accepting
When do we stop finding newer things to do
When do we become slaves to routine
When do we stop accepting things at face value
When do we start doubting intentions
When do we stop seeing things for what they are
When does our vision get blurred by prejudices
When do things cease to be black and white
When do we start justifying the greys
When do we stop being objective
When do wonderful things start becoming objects
When do we stop admiring beauty
When does attraction turn to lust
When do we stop being sincere
When does hypocrisy set in
When do we stop constructing
When do we start deconstructing
When do we lose our innocence
When oh when does a child become a person
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Tagore's poem
The most beautiful poetry/prayer, we learnt in school. Since I remember it one completely and this is an apt time, here goes
Where the mind is without fear, and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Were the world has not been broken up, into fragments by narrow domestic walls
Where words come out, from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving, stretches its arms, towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason, has not losts its way, into the deary desert of dead habit
Where the mind is lead forward by you, into ever widening thought n action
Into that Heaven of freedom, my Father, let my Country arise
Rabindranath Tagore
Where the mind is without fear, and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Were the world has not been broken up, into fragments by narrow domestic walls
Where words come out, from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving, stretches its arms, towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason, has not losts its way, into the deary desert of dead habit
Where the mind is lead forward by you, into ever widening thought n action
Into that Heaven of freedom, my Father, let my Country arise
Rabindranath Tagore
the ones I will not punch
for the uninitiated, please refer to the earlier 2 posts in the topic
http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=339305695976
http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=400257920976
Current times are very frustrating. There are so many one wants to punch real hard in the face. However, this being Ramadan, the month of abstinence, patience and most importantly forgiveness, I will speak about the one I really want to, but will not punch in the face hard
1. Our hot favourite, Suresh Kalmadi, the most famous beard on this side of the Suez... not for his recent commonwealth misadventures, no sir, nor for his 14 years of ruining the IOA... but for his wonderful organisation Sai Service, that has serviced my car well for almost 4 years now. Just for that Mr Kalmadi, you are spared a punch.
2. Amar Singh, gaali ka kutta, na ghar ka na ghat ka, from being king maker in UP to a no takers politician suddenly realising his thakur roots, I pity his sad life, and hence will not punch him.
3. Arnab Goswami: Yes yes, he is that screeching lady in the 9 pm news that my father loves watching, much to mine and moms irritation. Yes, he has taken English news to the depths of Hindi news. Yes he has made a non entity like Suhel Seth into an expert of the highest order. However, I forgive him, since he is from Assam and i have found most people from the North East of a very pleasant disposition. So for his region, he survives.
4. Mamta Bannerjee: Why give her yet another opportunity to blame the left. I dont like those guys enough. Besides I am scared that her new found maoist friends may come after me. Momtadi, you may continue to ruin the railways and the social fabric of Bengal with your single point obsession of becoming the CM, I will not punch you.
5. Mayawati: Not for her spineless politics, not for all her statues, but for the fact that if I punch her, it may get constituted as atrocity against backward caste and violence against women (while she may be a disgrace to both)... thence
http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=339305695976
http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=400257920976
Current times are very frustrating. There are so many one wants to punch real hard in the face. However, this being Ramadan, the month of abstinence, patience and most importantly forgiveness, I will speak about the one I really want to, but will not punch in the face hard
1. Our hot favourite, Suresh Kalmadi, the most famous beard on this side of the Suez... not for his recent commonwealth misadventures, no sir, nor for his 14 years of ruining the IOA... but for his wonderful organisation Sai Service, that has serviced my car well for almost 4 years now. Just for that Mr Kalmadi, you are spared a punch.
2. Amar Singh, gaali ka kutta, na ghar ka na ghat ka, from being king maker in UP to a no takers politician suddenly realising his thakur roots, I pity his sad life, and hence will not punch him.
3. Arnab Goswami: Yes yes, he is that screeching lady in the 9 pm news that my father loves watching, much to mine and moms irritation. Yes, he has taken English news to the depths of Hindi news. Yes he has made a non entity like Suhel Seth into an expert of the highest order. However, I forgive him, since he is from Assam and i have found most people from the North East of a very pleasant disposition. So for his region, he survives.
4. Mamta Bannerjee: Why give her yet another opportunity to blame the left. I dont like those guys enough. Besides I am scared that her new found maoist friends may come after me. Momtadi, you may continue to ruin the railways and the social fabric of Bengal with your single point obsession of becoming the CM, I will not punch you.
5. Mayawati: Not for her spineless politics, not for all her statues, but for the fact that if I punch her, it may get constituted as atrocity against backward caste and violence against women (while she may be a disgrace to both)... thence
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)