White-the Divine hue
Light of peace
Aroma of a blossom
Oh!!!! The bright celestial sheen
A pristine touch of life
Blush of tranquil sky.
Grace of innocence
Nature’s flowing fence.
Aphrodite and doves
Chariots and billows.
Mermaids in sea-foam
Plunge in achromatic glow.
White-the Divine hue
Light of peace
Aroma of a blossom
Oh!!!! The bright celestial sheen
Dawn of twilight
Graying of night.
Hounds in the dark
Mortals aghast.
Mother’s holy veil
Naïve infant’s dream
Adieu: radiant reverie.
Lost- the Divine hue
Invisible peace
Aroma of fear
Oh!!!! Fading celestial sheen
Scarlet clots in the past
Mute crimson glow in dark.
Stillness of vicious shock
Corpses in each dock.
Shrieks, shouts and shadows
Weapons & their ruins in meadows
Pearly candescence in ashes.
Ominous- the Divine hue
Gruesome peace
Aroma of terror
Oh!! Dismembered celestial sheen
Faithless folks
Fatal fights.
Miming muse
Strident silence.
Lost lives
Rescued rights.
Doomed desires
Daffodil dreams.
In shock & fright
I in sleepless nights.
Body & Soul
Trembling & Crippled.
Killed Peace & Nurtured Terror
Fostered Maniacs & Divine Monsters.
This is our ruin & this is our Land
These are our meadows & our dying clan.
No religion & no caste exists
No Terror in Black & Red in this mist.
Liberty-the Divine hue
Cherished freedom
Aroma of bliss
Oh!! Novel celestial sheen
As India Celebrates the 63rd Independence Day on 15 Aug 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
WHITE TERROR
Monday, March 9, 2009
The "D" Generation
Welcome to the world of The Young & The Restless.
I was exposed to the world of a modern Devdas through DEV D, Delhi Belly & LSD. All looked to be excellent movies which talked about the Urban Youth & their lives.
Not likely to be understood & loved by all, not even all of our D Generation. The Dev Ds living in the midst of Delhi belly practicing LSD are all Men & women of a new league. There are reasons however to be what they want to be. Nothing that they are ashamed of or are scared of. This is the reality. There is the fun in being what they choose to be.
It seems a common trend which sets right from late teens & continues till eternity unless choices & decisions & outlook change towards life. WHAT IS THIS TREND? WHO ARE THEY? AND WHAT DIFFERENT CHOICES HAVE THEY MADE?
This is the future of India which is making easy choices, opting for convenient lifestyles & avoiding the struggle in life because they are just not BOTHERED . Ones not baffled by ruthlessness of life.
Surprisingly, its not all that bad to be De Generated in life. There is something very admirable in being a mindless youth. Their WILL & CRISIS MANAGEMENT skills are extra ordinary. We see all path breakers discovering something different (for good or for bad).
We lose what is to be preserved, PEACE & TRANQUILITY. Of all the pros & cons, all the youth takes away is just simple joys. It leaves us at crossroads to crucial decisions. Life Changing & Life Threatening decisions. Of all the D Generation only those flourish who either use their WILL to Right places or ones whose Parents are resourceful enough to turn wrongs into right. Rest of all just manage being average & blaming their colorful past for a bland future.
After all, is it worth it?? YES INDEED. We are all on a journey to self discovery & understanding more than us- LIFE. Its a pity if you never lost your way, its a pity not to ever have seen a dead end & of course a pity if none came to rescue.
This is the fun of being young. This is the age to commit follies so that ages later we can laugh at being a part of the " D GENERATION" . Its good to be young ..is'nt it !!!!!!
Of all said and done, we do want to be sure we have interesting tales to tell the next De- generated lot.
P S - Only Follies are acceptable nothing more than that. :)
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Hide & Seek with Delhi Winters
One of the best times to enjoy New Delhi is in Winters.
The fog, smog and early morning dew just makes me fall in love with Delhi all over again.
At night the chilly winds, the silent streets and bon-fire at various corners of small colonies makes me feel like am at an isolated hill station. The city looks inert and frozen and pleasently silent. A silence which is not threatening but re assuring. Small inroads engulfed by sheets of fog and hazy street lights add to the beauty of watching time go by in chilly nights.
In the hours of sleepy darkness, feeling the chilly winds & watching the misty stars shining doubles the zeal when I see a sunny day. The street dogs do not look mist struck at all!! They find refuge under the cars, basements where the monsters of mist can't reach them.
The undying spirit of Delhites to face cold & frosty winds with a smile shows their endurance .
The beautiful January mornings where Sunrays filter through layers of haze to reach the inhabitants spreads warmth around.I travel to Gurgaon for work, 100 Kms from home in these chilly mornings. Almost jammed hands and limbs do not feel numb when touched by Icy winds. Despite the chill, somehow I feel alive and ready to face the frosty weather which makes Delhi such a pleasent place to be.
The crack of dawn happens late at 7 am. While going to work , on a fine icy morning I was greeted by the most amazing patterns of Fog & Mist. The beauty with which clouds of smog-mist-fog swam on the roads and moved as co passengers in the autos, taxis, rickshaws, cars & pedestrians made us all EQUALS. I was swimming in clouds of mist without any practice. I was enthralled, it was heavenly to be surrounded by nature in a modern world. The visibility had dropped to less than a meter. It was an awesome morning and besides the inconvinience of invisible non functional traffic lights ,it was indeed a delight to travel that 100 kms.
The winter Hooligans would disguise themselves sometimes as a peacock or a doll or a bear or a cart and die on the windscreens of cars,buses and tiny eyelashes of an innocent beggar as DEW DROPS. I saw on that morning how Nature pleases us evryday we begin and brings a smile to our face. A Day in Delhi Winters prepared me to face all hardships with a smile and strengthened my belief that:
"Every cloud has a silver lining"
Even though the game of Hide and Seek will go on, with Hazy sunrays in cloudy days, in the night we will still witness a bright star shining at us in a misty chilly sleepy Delhi.
Lets enjoy Seeking the Hidden moments of joy and greet these frosty times with a warm cup of coffee.
Cheers.
The fog, smog and early morning dew just makes me fall in love with Delhi all over again.
At night the chilly winds, the silent streets and bon-fire at various corners of small colonies makes me feel like am at an isolated hill station. The city looks inert and frozen and pleasently silent. A silence which is not threatening but re assuring. Small inroads engulfed by sheets of fog and hazy street lights add to the beauty of watching time go by in chilly nights.
In the hours of sleepy darkness, feeling the chilly winds & watching the misty stars shining doubles the zeal when I see a sunny day. The street dogs do not look mist struck at all!! They find refuge under the cars, basements where the monsters of mist can't reach them.
The undying spirit of Delhites to face cold & frosty winds with a smile shows their endurance .
The beautiful January mornings where Sunrays filter through layers of haze to reach the inhabitants spreads warmth around.I travel to Gurgaon for work, 100 Kms from home in these chilly mornings. Almost jammed hands and limbs do not feel numb when touched by Icy winds. Despite the chill, somehow I feel alive and ready to face the frosty weather which makes Delhi such a pleasent place to be.
The crack of dawn happens late at 7 am. While going to work , on a fine icy morning I was greeted by the most amazing patterns of Fog & Mist. The beauty with which clouds of smog-mist-fog swam on the roads and moved as co passengers in the autos, taxis, rickshaws, cars & pedestrians made us all EQUALS. I was swimming in clouds of mist without any practice. I was enthralled, it was heavenly to be surrounded by nature in a modern world. The visibility had dropped to less than a meter. It was an awesome morning and besides the inconvinience of invisible non functional traffic lights ,it was indeed a delight to travel that 100 kms.
The winter Hooligans would disguise themselves sometimes as a peacock or a doll or a bear or a cart and die on the windscreens of cars,buses and tiny eyelashes of an innocent beggar as DEW DROPS. I saw on that morning how Nature pleases us evryday we begin and brings a smile to our face. A Day in Delhi Winters prepared me to face all hardships with a smile and strengthened my belief that:
"Every cloud has a silver lining"
Even though the game of Hide and Seek will go on, with Hazy sunrays in cloudy days, in the night we will still witness a bright star shining at us in a misty chilly sleepy Delhi.
Lets enjoy Seeking the Hidden moments of joy and greet these frosty times with a warm cup of coffee.
Cheers.
Friday, January 2, 2009
What's So Happy about a New Year??
The journey of Transition of calender year from 2008-2009. The transition is always good coz of celebrations & festivities.
What remains is a habit of still writing 06-01-08 instead of 2009 which is very irritating.
Memories of 2008 from happiness in personal & professional sphere to times of discord & sorrow.
From wants to broken dreams, from elusive love to moments of joy apparently by far the most enriching experiences have happened in year 2008. From cherished friendships to times of utter dissappointment. My clothes almost doubled in number and my diet shrunk in amount in the year gone by. The changes are indeed Visible ;) . The transition surely for good.
Alot of Trials and Tribulations Version 2008, I see myslf as a better person. Am all set to face the system threats of Version 2009. We are like computers, from Abacus to Pentium 4, from bulky desktops to sleek laptops, We become better. Sadly our lives are an epitome of Convinience. In terms of friendships, love, religion, morals, work and lifestyle we are all about convinience. We are becoming weak and vulnerable prone to all virus (Mental & physical). We are falling prey to instability, bad lifestyle habits and resorting to wrong ways to achieve goals.
Competition worsens and so does the need to win & succeed at any cost.
In 2008, I learnt many lessons & the struggle to survive-flourish has been fruitful. Though I saw no success, my take home did not increase as expected..I still feel I deserve more in life (like all mortals hahah) but am thankful that my Will to be better than my yester self, is intact. The imprtance of accomodating others & keeping life balanced is a very dear lesson which 2008 taught me .
An urge to be the best of myself with all the people good or bad. The year is happy coz I will make a fresh balance sheet minimizing liabilities of last year and doubling the assets of love-happiness and success. The resolutions I made were very simple: To be punctual & hardworking & to give each day my best.
There is a reason to be happy each day of each year because:
"You need to learn to be happy by nature,
because you'll seldom have the chance to be happy by circumstance."
Have a rocking 2009.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
At A Loss of Words?? : A Social Perspective
I'll Be your Dream
I'll Be your Wish
I'll Be your Fantasy
I'll Be your Hope
I'll Be your Love
Be everything that you need...
Well its just words which bring hope and bring disgust too. Just words..
We dream , we live, we love....Frankly sometimes nothing IS as it actually appeared. Words which are said, words which remain unsaid.
Maybe we all need permanent script writers, coz its only in movies that Hero says the right words to express himself and gets the Lady Love.No matter how hard we try, sometimes the reason for losing is never clear.
And no matter how much one tries, the losing does not cease. The pain remains , it twitches and pinches every moment.Well.. Lets look at the situation closely..
In such a scenario, One gives Pain and other Takes Pain. There is a cause and an effect. For all those intelligent Humans who feel that they did nothing to cause Pain..well I hope they soon understand that Its all a Game of EXPECTATIONS.
In a situation where one feels stifled and restless, what is the way out?
a) Stop Expecting b) Just Say it out
The possibility of Not expecting makes us indifferent and weak..and the pain will die as well as the association.After endless efforts why things between some people do not seem to sort?We all go through a time where speaking up sometimes is worse than death.We have to choose either to lose someone dear or to clear the air.And the only yardstick to make the right choice is WILL WE REGRET LATER??
But beware that both the Parties do the talking. In a normal social setup, usually it is one person always talking - sorting and another one always silent and offending.
In a loved association, one becomes the problem child and another Healer.The ultimate excuse that the problem child gives is..Disposition, Circumstances etc etc...We all know the reality.. Some people can live being Hurt and others can Live to Hurt.
The end looks so near when we get to know that It was never being at a Loss of words..it was just Loss of Will to utter words that could comfort the one we Love...
But socially we refer to such situations as "AT A LOSS OF WORDS" ..
And very rightly, that it is...
Thursday, November 27, 2008
MUMBAI MANIA
Terror strikes again. Innocents dying for an unknown and alien cause.
How do we understand the extent of madness present in these maniacs. Well i will not shy away from commenting and going ahead to curse terrorists who to me are the biggest cowards. People who do not want to discuss their issues in a civilized manner. Poeple who do not want to be undrstood and only create fear & disgust in fellow humans.
It is very horrifying that Safety and Life which are dearest to us, are in danger perpetually at every moment. India & the major cities are becoming more of a HUB of ATTACKS rather than being Land of Opportunities. First Delhi, North Eastern Blasts and now MUMBAI...the list seems unending and the situation going out of control.
Safety anywhere is becoming a threat. Loss of property in India is very common, now thanks to THE DIVINE TERRORISTS shootouts and deaths will become common as well. I think Terrorists are the modern Demi Gods (Literally). They have all the wrath and have the power to decide who lives and who dies. Wow...seems like a Fun life.
It reminds me of games i used to play as a Kid. Chor Police and Mafia Don where it was so easy to kill the enemy..but it was all so much fun..today its a torcher. Shrieks and cries and eyes full of fear on literally every news channel on the TV, radio or internet. Yes we are at the verge of a new EPIDEMIC which is contagious and deadly its called Terrorism.
Places like The TAJ, Trident...were these not safe per say. The most coveted places to stay in Mumbai seem to be so lax in terms of security. India is like a Lazy Boxer. We have the strength and might to deal with such creepy sick human beings but we do not want to make the efforts and are on the go to please the Lobby of developed countries.
When the maniacs are let free and ruin the public peace, why not like America goto their HUB and punish them & disgrace them. When it comes to Terrorism there is NO right way of dealing with them. Its a DO or DIE. Either we kill them or be killed ourselves. We are a peace loving Nation, We do not like violence...but when it comes to the safety of the citizens the government should step in and take stern action.
Otherwise the Tolearance wil reach a point where each of us will carry a weapon and would not hesitate to set a maniac right. If all terrorists want to die for the cause of Jehad, lets give them the 2nd best option, DEATH. After all who got what they wanted the most. Hahaha....
*Sorry for hurting the feelings of anyone who are touchy about the issue. We have the Right to Speech and Expression. Post your comments. :)
Sunday, November 16, 2008
A DEATH EVERYDAY
As I live , as I breathe, I am aware death embraces many. Not until recently I realized the bitterness and the horrendous truth. That Nobody cares about ‘A Death’. Life moves on.
Amidst morning breakfasts, Lunch and Dinners many people die on the roads in the capital of the country. All we can do is just spoil our mood and say , “ We should be very careful nowadays” or abuse the rash driver and sympathize with the victim & say, “ I hope he is alive.”
In our busy lives, how willing is a rational MAN, to help someone in a tragedy. A tragedy like a Road Accident. On a Tuesday morning, listening to radio and singing loudly on a popular Bollywood song, my morning seemed perfect. I had a sumptuous breakfast, had a packed lunch and less of workload and boss on leave. Certainly it was one of those golden days of the week. I had plans to read a book on Kishore Biyani. I had my day all figured out.
When suddenly I saw a guy on a bike taking some unplanned Somersaults but this time I was not laughing as I usually did in a circus. Was’nt all this supposed to be funny? The screeching Brakes, the blood splashed on the clean road creating a TRAFFIC JAM, the missing Culprit.There was all that they show in movies but one thing unimagined, NO HERO. Nodody to save the victim?
No rich guy in BMW/Mercedes stopping to help the injured and then no falling in love with the sister of the victim, no songs…NOTHING. My movie ends with the hope that someone will come and save Mr Victimized.
There were a lot of cars which stopped, but only to make sure that Mr Victimized does not come under their cars as he lies on the ROAD. Yes ladies and Gentlemen, as much as we hate, in times of tragedy (especially not related to us) we act as EXTRAS. We really don’t care.
I would like to add, that I tried to stop, I wanted to help, I was baffled and not indifferent, BUT I COULD NOT HELP!! In the rush hour, morning traffic and insensitive hearts who are out to do BUSINESS..I could not reach out to help a dying 25 something guy.
Anything which disturbs the status quo is not welcome.
We tried to break out of our lane?? Instead of speeding ahead we broke out of the Lane to help Mr Victimized. It was one of the most abusive mornings I ever saw. People were shouting at us and behind the Armani Glares, furious eyes were unmoved that there is help needed at the corner of the road. The only heroes who stopped by were pedestrians and Cycle walas and beggars. I called for an ambulance from my moving car which was forced to speed into the traffic owing to the glaring eyes and left behind the dying eyes.
The pain remains till date. I might never know what had happened, maybe they were just minor injuries and Mr Victimized might be on the same roads again. I hope so.
We take risks in life but on a Road to Office/home/to your own wedding NO RISKS are permitted. Lets drive safely and maintain a low speed so that we don’t meet an unwanted death staring at us. And not invite any trouble by drinking and driving risking our lives and victimizing others.
On Second thoughts, why people become so indifferent ? I got my answer after contemplation. For those who have seen numerous deaths on the road it was just another one. They are immune to deaths until it happens with a near & dear one. Our Principles and convictions are convenient and we can willingly compromise on them. Amidst busy schedules, work pressures, interviews, making money, shopping, smiles & giggles we can’t accommodate cessation of LIFE.
I am lucky to have come back home smiling despite the mess I assume that my life is. I thank that spirit people call GOD that I have never been pushed aside on the road bleeding and unconscious unaware if I will live or not. I might crib I do not have a plush wardrobe with designer labels, no expensive bags, none of the 10 most wanted fragrances, no hefty bank-balance, I still feel lucky to be alive.
For people who see death and are immune to it, it still pains me & I feel guilty for not stopping and running on that busy road to save Mr Victimized. In a city where an unlucky person meets death everyday for breakfast/lunch/dinner/drinks, I will have a high probability to help in future.
I still believe in Fairies , Miracles and My Prince Charming , I will now believe in Heroes as well. No matter how fictitious they might seem but as Santa Claus during Christmas I might see many HEROES preventing tragedies. A HERO negotiating a deal of LIFE with DEATH for another fellow human being.
Its indeed a circus (it’s not funny still), we laugh we cry, we get new people on board on the roads, some retire & others die. Nevertheless, the show must go on. Only through mutual goodwill and concern can we dream of another chance after the unplanned somersaults injure and cripple us anywhere in the world or in the capital of the country.
We can falter on a math problem and mess up adding an extra zero in our office documents but in testing times when someone’s Life is at stake, let’s assume that WE CANNOT AFFORD TO FALTER.( It ain’t funny still but Lets smile and Live) ….
Amidst morning breakfasts, Lunch and Dinners many people die on the roads in the capital of the country. All we can do is just spoil our mood and say , “ We should be very careful nowadays” or abuse the rash driver and sympathize with the victim & say, “ I hope he is alive.”
In our busy lives, how willing is a rational MAN, to help someone in a tragedy. A tragedy like a Road Accident. On a Tuesday morning, listening to radio and singing loudly on a popular Bollywood song, my morning seemed perfect. I had a sumptuous breakfast, had a packed lunch and less of workload and boss on leave. Certainly it was one of those golden days of the week. I had plans to read a book on Kishore Biyani. I had my day all figured out.
When suddenly I saw a guy on a bike taking some unplanned Somersaults but this time I was not laughing as I usually did in a circus. Was’nt all this supposed to be funny? The screeching Brakes, the blood splashed on the clean road creating a TRAFFIC JAM, the missing Culprit.There was all that they show in movies but one thing unimagined, NO HERO. Nodody to save the victim?
No rich guy in BMW/Mercedes stopping to help the injured and then no falling in love with the sister of the victim, no songs…NOTHING. My movie ends with the hope that someone will come and save Mr Victimized.
There were a lot of cars which stopped, but only to make sure that Mr Victimized does not come under their cars as he lies on the ROAD. Yes ladies and Gentlemen, as much as we hate, in times of tragedy (especially not related to us) we act as EXTRAS. We really don’t care.
I would like to add, that I tried to stop, I wanted to help, I was baffled and not indifferent, BUT I COULD NOT HELP!! In the rush hour, morning traffic and insensitive hearts who are out to do BUSINESS..I could not reach out to help a dying 25 something guy.
Anything which disturbs the status quo is not welcome.
We tried to break out of our lane?? Instead of speeding ahead we broke out of the Lane to help Mr Victimized. It was one of the most abusive mornings I ever saw. People were shouting at us and behind the Armani Glares, furious eyes were unmoved that there is help needed at the corner of the road. The only heroes who stopped by were pedestrians and Cycle walas and beggars. I called for an ambulance from my moving car which was forced to speed into the traffic owing to the glaring eyes and left behind the dying eyes.
The pain remains till date. I might never know what had happened, maybe they were just minor injuries and Mr Victimized might be on the same roads again. I hope so.
We take risks in life but on a Road to Office/home/to your own wedding NO RISKS are permitted. Lets drive safely and maintain a low speed so that we don’t meet an unwanted death staring at us. And not invite any trouble by drinking and driving risking our lives and victimizing others.
On Second thoughts, why people become so indifferent ? I got my answer after contemplation. For those who have seen numerous deaths on the road it was just another one. They are immune to deaths until it happens with a near & dear one. Our Principles and convictions are convenient and we can willingly compromise on them. Amidst busy schedules, work pressures, interviews, making money, shopping, smiles & giggles we can’t accommodate cessation of LIFE.
I am lucky to have come back home smiling despite the mess I assume that my life is. I thank that spirit people call GOD that I have never been pushed aside on the road bleeding and unconscious unaware if I will live or not. I might crib I do not have a plush wardrobe with designer labels, no expensive bags, none of the 10 most wanted fragrances, no hefty bank-balance, I still feel lucky to be alive.
For people who see death and are immune to it, it still pains me & I feel guilty for not stopping and running on that busy road to save Mr Victimized. In a city where an unlucky person meets death everyday for breakfast/lunch/dinner/drinks, I will have a high probability to help in future.
I still believe in Fairies , Miracles and My Prince Charming , I will now believe in Heroes as well. No matter how fictitious they might seem but as Santa Claus during Christmas I might see many HEROES preventing tragedies. A HERO negotiating a deal of LIFE with DEATH for another fellow human being.
Its indeed a circus (it’s not funny still), we laugh we cry, we get new people on board on the roads, some retire & others die. Nevertheless, the show must go on. Only through mutual goodwill and concern can we dream of another chance after the unplanned somersaults injure and cripple us anywhere in the world or in the capital of the country.
We can falter on a math problem and mess up adding an extra zero in our office documents but in testing times when someone’s Life is at stake, let’s assume that WE CANNOT AFFORD TO FALTER.( It ain’t funny still but Lets smile and Live) ….
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