Miss you on a Monday
Miss you on a Tuesday
Miss you every damn day
N it's slowly killing me, day by day
Hate this feeling of missing you
Hate the thought of loving you
But the fact is, I'm through loving you
I've been hurt and burnt many times
But now I refuse to put myself through this pain
I've moved on and you keep trying to pull me back
This time it won't work
This time there is no turning back
So you will always hold a special place in my heart
But that place is now locked with the key thrown away
I've only come to say...
Goodbye... One last time...
Monday, December 14, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
Limmerick
This was written while one of our professors was boring us to death!
There once was a girl full of stress
Who screamt out for help in pure distress
A handsome, young prince came to save her
But then he did nothing but enrage her
So she sailed with him with pretense glee
And then took him and threw him into the sea
Now they say he rests with the fishes
And she roams the land,
Granting the unlucky ladies their wishes
Who screamt out for help in pure distress
A handsome, young prince came to save her
But then he did nothing but enrage her
So she sailed with him with pretense glee
And then took him and threw him into the sea
Now they say he rests with the fishes
And she roams the land,
Granting the unlucky ladies their wishes
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Redefining Love
Speak softly love – lest they may hear us
And then will begin their usual fuss
They’ll want to know who you really are
Are you a star?
Or did we meet in a bar?
They’ll want to mar this relationship
And slowly massacre this beautiful friendship
Speak softly love – lest they may hear
For they’ll want to rave and rant and jeer
We’ll smile and play and laugh and sway
We’ll share our cares from day to day
We’ll rule our lives with love and passion
And hate and anger, we’ll need to ration
Speak softly love – lest they may steal
And maybe this time the wound won’t heal
They’ll want you just as a powerful accessory
And make you think you’re absolutely necessary
They’ll want you as this gleaming buckle
Till they have that ring round their little knuckle
They’ll kiss your feet and lick your ass
And then curse in dismay when time does pass
They’ll fashion their lives and take my identity
They’ll gleam like knives as a fake new entity
As divas they’ll pose and write crappy prose
And turn their nose at friends and foes
They talk to you in accents so fake
Good God! What really is their take?
So speak softly love – I know you are mine
I do not want them to cry, pine and whine
Together we’ve discovered love’s beautiful magic
But to them it may sound, Oh so tragic!
I’m no sham-glam
I’m no piece of spam
I’m no longer so terse
And have switched from good prose to crappy verse
To those who pose and turn up their nose
It’s you I do love and it’s you I have chose
So don’t get caught up in that world so dark
It isn’t there that you’ll make your mark
It’s out in the sunshine with laughter and fun
Not cutting to size with humor and pun
So take care my love
When push comes to shove
They’ll weave you into, their pretentious world of bling
And make you believe, that one-eyed is king
And then will begin their usual fuss
They’ll want to know who you really are
Are you a star?
Or did we meet in a bar?
They’ll want to mar this relationship
And slowly massacre this beautiful friendship
Speak softly love – lest they may hear
For they’ll want to rave and rant and jeer
We’ll smile and play and laugh and sway
We’ll share our cares from day to day
We’ll rule our lives with love and passion
And hate and anger, we’ll need to ration
Speak softly love – lest they may steal
And maybe this time the wound won’t heal
They’ll want you just as a powerful accessory
And make you think you’re absolutely necessary
They’ll want you as this gleaming buckle
Till they have that ring round their little knuckle
They’ll kiss your feet and lick your ass
And then curse in dismay when time does pass
They’ll fashion their lives and take my identity
They’ll gleam like knives as a fake new entity
As divas they’ll pose and write crappy prose
And turn their nose at friends and foes
They talk to you in accents so fake
Good God! What really is their take?
So speak softly love – I know you are mine
I do not want them to cry, pine and whine
Together we’ve discovered love’s beautiful magic
But to them it may sound, Oh so tragic!
I’m no sham-glam
I’m no piece of spam
I’m no longer so terse
And have switched from good prose to crappy verse
To those who pose and turn up their nose
It’s you I do love and it’s you I have chose
So don’t get caught up in that world so dark
It isn’t there that you’ll make your mark
It’s out in the sunshine with laughter and fun
Not cutting to size with humor and pun
So take care my love
When push comes to shove
They’ll weave you into, their pretentious world of bling
And make you believe, that one-eyed is king
Thursday, December 3, 2009
My 2-Minute Special Sunset!
As a teen, I was never ‘popular’ or ‘hot’ or the girl whom boys thought as ‘girlfriend material’. The ‘friend’ – well yeah, that was a category I was only too familiar with. Not much has changed till now – except maybe now I’m more mature and all grown up so it doesn’t affect me anymore. I have my fair share of guys interested and that’s more than enough. As a teen though, you’re still young, going through all sorts of emotions and feelings and to top all that, there is that incessant need to fit in. I had changed schools and everyone in the new school, friend or not, seemed to either have a boyfriend or in the process of getting one. Thus, the dream of the boyfriend, the first kiss and everything that follows only grew and got nourished more and more each day.
There is a beautiful promenade-like structure in Abu Dhabi called Corniche. Somewhere down the Corniche is a big volcano fountain with lights n steps to go to the top. I still don’t know if this structure actually has an official name but from childhood till now I have been calling it ‘the volcano fountain’ and shall continue doing so! Well anyway, there was a whole group of us who would go and play on this volcano fountain as kids. As I grew up, it became the perfect place to have a first kiss. As the sun set, the normally harsh sun turned into a soothing, comforting orange ball whose dying rays smiled sweetly on the volcano fountain giving it a beautiful orange shadowy glow. The heat of the day would slowly give way to a cool breeze and those 2 minutes were the most breath-taking part of the day! … All it needed was just a touch of ‘specialness’ added to it… When would that day come?
My dream of my first special kiss remained just that – a dream – throughout school. I finished my remaining 2 years in that school and then it was time for college and to come down to Bombay. I had a two month break between my final school exams and the start of college. Anyone who has done C.B.S.E XIIth boards knows what that feels like and how highly needed that break is! Even for lazy ones like me, who don’t study! ;) By the end of my XIIth, I did have a boyfriend…. Did it still count if we had never met and were in different countries? Is that a real relationship when you’re in your teens? Well that doesn’t really matter ‘cos my boyfriend was coming down for an entire weekend and we were going to have a blast. By this time, I’d forgotten entirely about my ‘first kiss dream’. I was so busy planning the weekend and everything else that when it came to the time of actually waiting for the moment, I forgot about it.
Oh no big deal… In any case there was no one else in the world who knew this dream of mine but me. A trip to the Corniche is always planned in any outing and so one of the days, we went to the Corniche. Now is the part where the dream is supposed to come true you say….. ha! Well, we missed the sunset, we went later in the evening and we didn’t go to volcano fountain! But we sat in one of those “mushrooms” at the Corniche and interestingly enough, ‘The heat of the day slowly gave way to a cool breeze and those 2 minutes were the most breath-taking part of the day! ‘ ;) I had my ‘2-minute special sunset’, my first kiss, filled with all the warm, fuzzy emotions I had imagined minus the picturesque setting!
My big dream didn't go as I had so meticulously thought of… but one thing is for certain, I learned that life isn’t made of dreams but no one said that life couldn’t be just as beautiful when it takes its own course. Sometimes life can surprise you and give you something which a dream never could! Some say 'Reality bites'! – Chances are it only gives the physical ‘soft love bites’!
There is a beautiful promenade-like structure in Abu Dhabi called Corniche. Somewhere down the Corniche is a big volcano fountain with lights n steps to go to the top. I still don’t know if this structure actually has an official name but from childhood till now I have been calling it ‘the volcano fountain’ and shall continue doing so! Well anyway, there was a whole group of us who would go and play on this volcano fountain as kids. As I grew up, it became the perfect place to have a first kiss. As the sun set, the normally harsh sun turned into a soothing, comforting orange ball whose dying rays smiled sweetly on the volcano fountain giving it a beautiful orange shadowy glow. The heat of the day would slowly give way to a cool breeze and those 2 minutes were the most breath-taking part of the day! … All it needed was just a touch of ‘specialness’ added to it… When would that day come?
My dream of my first special kiss remained just that – a dream – throughout school. I finished my remaining 2 years in that school and then it was time for college and to come down to Bombay. I had a two month break between my final school exams and the start of college. Anyone who has done C.B.S.E XIIth boards knows what that feels like and how highly needed that break is! Even for lazy ones like me, who don’t study! ;) By the end of my XIIth, I did have a boyfriend…. Did it still count if we had never met and were in different countries? Is that a real relationship when you’re in your teens? Well that doesn’t really matter ‘cos my boyfriend was coming down for an entire weekend and we were going to have a blast. By this time, I’d forgotten entirely about my ‘first kiss dream’. I was so busy planning the weekend and everything else that when it came to the time of actually waiting for the moment, I forgot about it.
Oh no big deal… In any case there was no one else in the world who knew this dream of mine but me. A trip to the Corniche is always planned in any outing and so one of the days, we went to the Corniche. Now is the part where the dream is supposed to come true you say….. ha! Well, we missed the sunset, we went later in the evening and we didn’t go to volcano fountain! But we sat in one of those “mushrooms” at the Corniche and interestingly enough, ‘The heat of the day slowly gave way to a cool breeze and those 2 minutes were the most breath-taking part of the day! ‘ ;) I had my ‘2-minute special sunset’, my first kiss, filled with all the warm, fuzzy emotions I had imagined minus the picturesque setting!
My big dream didn't go as I had so meticulously thought of… but one thing is for certain, I learned that life isn’t made of dreams but no one said that life couldn’t be just as beautiful when it takes its own course. Sometimes life can surprise you and give you something which a dream never could! Some say 'Reality bites'! – Chances are it only gives the physical ‘soft love bites’!
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Serenading Life
Laugh until you cry – they say
Just like night will give way to day
Well, do you have misgivings
about what life has to offer?
Then why don’t you become
your own life’s chauffeur
Drive along paths that are tedious and narrow
Take all of life’s smiles with sweet chunks of sorrow
Life is about living, caring and giving
And sometimes, it’s also about seething, burning and reliving
But hey, throw open the windows
And see how fresh air blows
Away the darkness and gloom
To bring you sweet roses that are ready to bloom
We, young love the highway
Cause it’s speed on the freeway
It’s broad and it’s thrilling
Which makes life exhilarating
But what’s your need for speed?
It’s like wealth, avarice and greed
Take the turn round the bend
There are fences to mend
You can’t always drive
Like you can’t always thrive
But, of course, you must thrive
To build your world to survive
And flourish and grow
Remembering to reap what you sow
For this, your feet on the ground
And yes, life will astound
For you’ve taken the broad with the narrow
Yes, the hard bone and the marrow
You’ll feel sweetness and calm
And life’s fragrances embalmed
In the corners of your soul
That will make life seem whole
And Oh! The magic will return like never before
From angry, bitter, raging waters to the grounded, practical shore
There’ll be joy, smiles, laughter, mixed with hurt, anger and woe
Cause you’ve learned how to take it – the storm, calm and snow
So when life’s balances trip unfairly
You’ll tackle it calmly
Since life can never be perfect
You’ll willingly eject and reject
the bitterness and animosity
And knowingly inject
enthusiasm, happiness and tenacity
To take all of life’s ups and downs
With more smiles and less frowns
That’s what we call the art of living
For its loving, communicating and believing
Just like night will give way to day
Well, do you have misgivings
about what life has to offer?
Then why don’t you become
your own life’s chauffeur
Drive along paths that are tedious and narrow
Take all of life’s smiles with sweet chunks of sorrow
Life is about living, caring and giving
And sometimes, it’s also about seething, burning and reliving
But hey, throw open the windows
And see how fresh air blows
Away the darkness and gloom
To bring you sweet roses that are ready to bloom
We, young love the highway
Cause it’s speed on the freeway
It’s broad and it’s thrilling
Which makes life exhilarating
But what’s your need for speed?
It’s like wealth, avarice and greed
Take the turn round the bend
There are fences to mend
You can’t always drive
Like you can’t always thrive
But, of course, you must thrive
To build your world to survive
And flourish and grow
Remembering to reap what you sow
For this, your feet on the ground
And yes, life will astound
For you’ve taken the broad with the narrow
Yes, the hard bone and the marrow
You’ll feel sweetness and calm
And life’s fragrances embalmed
In the corners of your soul
That will make life seem whole
And Oh! The magic will return like never before
From angry, bitter, raging waters to the grounded, practical shore
There’ll be joy, smiles, laughter, mixed with hurt, anger and woe
Cause you’ve learned how to take it – the storm, calm and snow
So when life’s balances trip unfairly
You’ll tackle it calmly
Since life can never be perfect
You’ll willingly eject and reject
the bitterness and animosity
And knowingly inject
enthusiasm, happiness and tenacity
To take all of life’s ups and downs
With more smiles and less frowns
That’s what we call the art of living
For its loving, communicating and believing
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Seedy Weedy Love...!!
Shoulder of steel
Man of gold
Brain so surreal
Is what I’ve been told
He told me he loves me
He told me he’ll be right there
He told me lies
And didn’t care
He plotted and planned
While I held his hand
He didn’t have a care in the world
For, like I promised, I was always there
I was so naïve
For all that I believed
I know now
That the words he said
Were actually meant to be
Shoulder of steel
Man of stone
Brain of weed
And heart always SOLD!
Man of gold
Brain so surreal
Is what I’ve been told
He told me he loves me
He told me he’ll be right there
He told me lies
And didn’t care
He plotted and planned
While I held his hand
He didn’t have a care in the world
For, like I promised, I was always there
I was so naïve
For all that I believed
I know now
That the words he said
Were actually meant to be
Shoulder of steel
Man of stone
Brain of weed
And heart always SOLD!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Clean and Beautiful vs. Crowded and Polluted!
(My one true love...)
Today started out like any normal day… Woke up late, got superbly late for work and as usual, reached office about half an hour late! I switch on my PC and start surfing away to pass the newly-discovered “free time” I have! To my pleasant surprise, I found this gorgeous picture of this beautiful, clean city with lovely deep green-blue waters bordering it. This, I am proud to say, is the land of my birth – Abu Dhabi – One of the top 10 cities in the world to visit! Oooh I can’t describe the excitement that was running through my veins! I took a trip down memory lane and thought of all the good times! And then it struck me! Inspite of all these nostalgic feelings and all the good memories, there wasn’t one feeling strong enough to make me want to definitely, undoubtedly go back!
I’ve been playing with the option of leaving good old Bombay and going back to my favorite green city (AUH) for quite a while now and haven’t really been able to come to a decision which I can live 100% happily with! There’s always that nagging “What if?” thought at the back of my head… “What if I get that high-paying job in Bombay itself?”, “What if my old friends are no longer in Auh or things are not the same there?”, “What if I go there and realize there’s nothing like my Bombay?” (Something which I’m already thinking to be a fact… Just need it confirmed by going and living there!) What is it about this city (Bombay) that once it attracts you, it never lets you go? Bombay is like a “bad-boy” boyfriend who you know is not going to change his flirtatious ways but you want to be with anyway because of his sweet, loving nature.
I was born in Corniche hospital in Abu Dhabi (now known as ‘Spooks’) and have spent the major portion of my life there. I have enjoyed life to the fullest – movies, outings, trips to the Corniche, May Queen and Christmas Bazaar (Those of you from Auh will know what that’s like ;)) – I did, indeed, lead the good life. Of course was too young for clubs then, so the nightlife is something which I did not experience. We still had fun night-outs, like family parties on Thursday night which went on till 4a.m., roaming in the malls till 2a.m. during Ramadan…..
While I was happily trotting through my childhood and early teenage years in this pollution-free city, my dad, mom and I would come down to Bombay every year and get the feel of what a completely “opposite” city was like. Bombay was dirty, crowded and polluted and just kept getting more and more so each year. As a kid, walking on the road with my mom was quite an experience! My mom keeps telling me how I used to complain, “Mama, the road is dirty… the cows are walking with me…” I know this sounds whiny but for a small girl who’s not used to even seeing a dog on the road, a cow is a rather BIG surprise!
After a few years, say by my early teens, my mom started taking me to even more places and I got to see a little different Bombay. From complaining, I went to excited exclaiming, “Mama, mama… Look, there are horses going and we can go in the carriage too!” For anyone who has been to South Bombay, mainly Gateway of India, knows that its significantly less crowded than the suburbs and you definitely know of the tourists attraction – carriage rides around the area. Yes, I have a new take on seeing animals on the road – it’s cute, interactive and fun. I started seeing numerous movies (more in holiday season than I watch the rest of the year) and lots and lots of Bollywood flicks – You know the kind where the hero bursts into song each time he sees his lady love! Never knew that my love for Bollywood would continue till now!
Finally, it comes to the point of choosing where I spend my college years – and of course, I choose Bombay! And I’m glad I did! I spent my first year of college living with the greatest friends, watching loads of movies, going clubbing very VERY regularly and experiencing a whole different life! Sure my academic life suffered a little…. But I was always in the “Nerd” category, desperately wanting to get out, so I was more than willing to let that slide!
It's not like I settled in immediately and knew all there was to know about Bombay as soon as I reached. I discovered places slowly and being the stubborn girl I am, had to learn the hard way of course! :) The first time I boarded a bus on my own was also an experience. I had to travel from Andheri to Worli and ended up boarding a bus in the opposite direction, to Goregaon instead!
Today I can proudly say I'm a "Bombay-ite"! I have learned so much about different areas of Bombay ranging from the excessively crowded Inorbit Mall at Malad to the relaxed, leisurely Oberoi mall at Goregaon; from the well-known Lokandwala Shopping Complex in Andheri to the by-lanes and the umpteen shopping areas and dining places in Bandra. Slowly but surely, I learned of theatres in all possible areas in and around Andheri which were easily accessible (and maybe the ones where I can escape the pure torture of the traffic). I now know Bombay so well (at least certain parts) that my friends who are born and brought up here and have spent their entire lives here, call ME to ask ME for directions! Yay! I not only got to learn which theatres were where but I also know their phone numbers by heart! ... Makes life a hell of a lot easier when it comes to booking tickets! ;)
Why, movies is not my only addiction! Food comes first! I have a favorite restaurant or two at every major station in Bombay... and I still have so many more left to experience! Oh n one tip for all the foodies out there... if you're non-veg and like pizza, you should try Joey's Pizza in Andheri West... it's definitely 'Bombay's best pizza parlor'!!
I saw a different Bombay… One where the animals walk on the road with you and the poor share the little food which they have with the animals that are faithful to them…. One where the concept of ‘personal space’ does not exist, especially if you’re travelling second-class on a Churchgate bound train at 9a.m….. One where you’re poked, prodded on, pushed around and at the same time treated with love, care, affection and a genuine need to know all of your activities! This Bombay doesn't have an end... No matter how much you explore and no matter how much you think you know, there's always something more to go see, always some place you haven't been to, always a new good restaurant to go to, and unfortunately, always a new place that will gladly steal your earnings while you're enjoying the high-life!
Bombay has its own life – for those who allow it to penetrate to their souls, they will share a strong bond with it like that between two lovers. You develop a love-hate relationship with the city where most often you hate it for its traffic and pollution…. But come the time of moving out, that’s just not an option! Bombay is my love and I will stand by her side! What is Abu Dhabi to me, you ask? And all those confused feelings and emotions? Well… Abu Dhabi is my childhood crush…. I will always love it and cherish my moments there but I’ve grown-up and moved on. Bombay is my one true love!
I’ve been playing with the option of leaving good old Bombay and going back to my favorite green city (AUH) for quite a while now and haven’t really been able to come to a decision which I can live 100% happily with! There’s always that nagging “What if?” thought at the back of my head… “What if I get that high-paying job in Bombay itself?”, “What if my old friends are no longer in Auh or things are not the same there?”, “What if I go there and realize there’s nothing like my Bombay?” (Something which I’m already thinking to be a fact… Just need it confirmed by going and living there!) What is it about this city (Bombay) that once it attracts you, it never lets you go? Bombay is like a “bad-boy” boyfriend who you know is not going to change his flirtatious ways but you want to be with anyway because of his sweet, loving nature.
I was born in Corniche hospital in Abu Dhabi (now known as ‘Spooks’) and have spent the major portion of my life there. I have enjoyed life to the fullest – movies, outings, trips to the Corniche, May Queen and Christmas Bazaar (Those of you from Auh will know what that’s like ;)) – I did, indeed, lead the good life. Of course was too young for clubs then, so the nightlife is something which I did not experience. We still had fun night-outs, like family parties on Thursday night which went on till 4a.m., roaming in the malls till 2a.m. during Ramadan…..
While I was happily trotting through my childhood and early teenage years in this pollution-free city, my dad, mom and I would come down to Bombay every year and get the feel of what a completely “opposite” city was like. Bombay was dirty, crowded and polluted and just kept getting more and more so each year. As a kid, walking on the road with my mom was quite an experience! My mom keeps telling me how I used to complain, “Mama, the road is dirty… the cows are walking with me…” I know this sounds whiny but for a small girl who’s not used to even seeing a dog on the road, a cow is a rather BIG surprise!
After a few years, say by my early teens, my mom started taking me to even more places and I got to see a little different Bombay. From complaining, I went to excited exclaiming, “Mama, mama… Look, there are horses going and we can go in the carriage too!” For anyone who has been to South Bombay, mainly Gateway of India, knows that its significantly less crowded than the suburbs and you definitely know of the tourists attraction – carriage rides around the area. Yes, I have a new take on seeing animals on the road – it’s cute, interactive and fun. I started seeing numerous movies (more in holiday season than I watch the rest of the year) and lots and lots of Bollywood flicks – You know the kind where the hero bursts into song each time he sees his lady love! Never knew that my love for Bollywood would continue till now!
Finally, it comes to the point of choosing where I spend my college years – and of course, I choose Bombay! And I’m glad I did! I spent my first year of college living with the greatest friends, watching loads of movies, going clubbing very VERY regularly and experiencing a whole different life! Sure my academic life suffered a little…. But I was always in the “Nerd” category, desperately wanting to get out, so I was more than willing to let that slide!
It's not like I settled in immediately and knew all there was to know about Bombay as soon as I reached. I discovered places slowly and being the stubborn girl I am, had to learn the hard way of course! :) The first time I boarded a bus on my own was also an experience. I had to travel from Andheri to Worli and ended up boarding a bus in the opposite direction, to Goregaon instead!
Today I can proudly say I'm a "Bombay-ite"! I have learned so much about different areas of Bombay ranging from the excessively crowded Inorbit Mall at Malad to the relaxed, leisurely Oberoi mall at Goregaon; from the well-known Lokandwala Shopping Complex in Andheri to the by-lanes and the umpteen shopping areas and dining places in Bandra. Slowly but surely, I learned of theatres in all possible areas in and around Andheri which were easily accessible (and maybe the ones where I can escape the pure torture of the traffic). I now know Bombay so well (at least certain parts) that my friends who are born and brought up here and have spent their entire lives here, call ME to ask ME for directions! Yay! I not only got to learn which theatres were where but I also know their phone numbers by heart! ... Makes life a hell of a lot easier when it comes to booking tickets! ;)
Why, movies is not my only addiction! Food comes first! I have a favorite restaurant or two at every major station in Bombay... and I still have so many more left to experience! Oh n one tip for all the foodies out there... if you're non-veg and like pizza, you should try Joey's Pizza in Andheri West... it's definitely 'Bombay's best pizza parlor'!!
I saw a different Bombay… One where the animals walk on the road with you and the poor share the little food which they have with the animals that are faithful to them…. One where the concept of ‘personal space’ does not exist, especially if you’re travelling second-class on a Churchgate bound train at 9a.m….. One where you’re poked, prodded on, pushed around and at the same time treated with love, care, affection and a genuine need to know all of your activities! This Bombay doesn't have an end... No matter how much you explore and no matter how much you think you know, there's always something more to go see, always some place you haven't been to, always a new good restaurant to go to, and unfortunately, always a new place that will gladly steal your earnings while you're enjoying the high-life!
Bombay has its own life – for those who allow it to penetrate to their souls, they will share a strong bond with it like that between two lovers. You develop a love-hate relationship with the city where most often you hate it for its traffic and pollution…. But come the time of moving out, that’s just not an option! Bombay is my love and I will stand by her side! What is Abu Dhabi to me, you ask? And all those confused feelings and emotions? Well… Abu Dhabi is my childhood crush…. I will always love it and cherish my moments there but I’ve grown-up and moved on. Bombay is my one true love!
Monday, November 9, 2009
Political Schmuck
I'm a 'twenty-something' girl absolutely ignorant about Politics but I'm proud to belong to the world's largest, most vibrant active democracy -- India.
At school we were often told in Civics class to watch parliamentary procedures on TV -- but what I saw last night was a scene of horror and shame where our so-called elected representatives went on a rampage -- more like a cheap Bollywood flick where "dadagiri" is the key word!
Mr. Wayward Politicians, don't you think you have a huge responsibility towards the people who elected you? Do you think all of them were only the "Marathi Manoos"? Do you think when they were in the process of voting for you they spoke only in Marathi? Do you think they care what language you communicate in? Don't you think that you promised them that you'd settle some of their grievances? Now how do you propose to do that -- out of parliament? Don't you think it's a shame and disgrace that you've made a sanctified political hall a battleground? If all that you guys wanted were to be the big bullies, you'll could have done a better job outside Parliament than within its hallowed halls?
Even in schools, an investiture ceremony, where someone is taking an oath as a prefect, or head-girl of the school, is a moment to be respected and its amazing how you -- "elected MLAs" -- could not respect this moment of swearing-in as a sacred respected moment. You have desecrated this momentous swearing-in ceremony!
I think every citizen in this beautiful country of ours -- young and old -- was ashamed at your irresponsible act of "goondagiri"! I shall not go into the language issue -- the Constitution states "the language of choice of the candidate". Mr. Wayward MLAs -- I ask you -- are you promoting Marathi and the needs of the "Marathi Manoos" in this manner? Look around you -- get the bigger picture!
Maharashtra is a state in our country -- India. The world has become a global village. Take the example of this great Marathi Manoos whom the whole of India admires -- our very own, Sachin Tendulkar. He's a beautiful example of being a global citizen and yet he's a Marathi Manoos. Mr. MLAs, do NOT make this country a small-minded, petty-minded, insular country. Mumbai is a global city -- so grow up!
We, the young people of Mumbai -- India, are global! Communication helps us progress so language is just a means to an end. We, as Indians, will not tolerate this obsession with linguistic issues. Mumbai has so many major issues -- deal with our problems and find solutions! You are law-makers but you've proved you're the law-breakers.
Apologize to the people and don't justify your actions with irrational, illogical explanations!
At school we were often told in Civics class to watch parliamentary procedures on TV -- but what I saw last night was a scene of horror and shame where our so-called elected representatives went on a rampage -- more like a cheap Bollywood flick where "dadagiri" is the key word!
Mr. Wayward Politicians, don't you think you have a huge responsibility towards the people who elected you? Do you think all of them were only the "Marathi Manoos"? Do you think when they were in the process of voting for you they spoke only in Marathi? Do you think they care what language you communicate in? Don't you think that you promised them that you'd settle some of their grievances? Now how do you propose to do that -- out of parliament? Don't you think it's a shame and disgrace that you've made a sanctified political hall a battleground? If all that you guys wanted were to be the big bullies, you'll could have done a better job outside Parliament than within its hallowed halls?
Even in schools, an investiture ceremony, where someone is taking an oath as a prefect, or head-girl of the school, is a moment to be respected and its amazing how you -- "elected MLAs" -- could not respect this moment of swearing-in as a sacred respected moment. You have desecrated this momentous swearing-in ceremony!
I think every citizen in this beautiful country of ours -- young and old -- was ashamed at your irresponsible act of "goondagiri"! I shall not go into the language issue -- the Constitution states "the language of choice of the candidate". Mr. Wayward MLAs -- I ask you -- are you promoting Marathi and the needs of the "Marathi Manoos" in this manner? Look around you -- get the bigger picture!
Maharashtra is a state in our country -- India. The world has become a global village. Take the example of this great Marathi Manoos whom the whole of India admires -- our very own, Sachin Tendulkar. He's a beautiful example of being a global citizen and yet he's a Marathi Manoos. Mr. MLAs, do NOT make this country a small-minded, petty-minded, insular country. Mumbai is a global city -- so grow up!
We, the young people of Mumbai -- India, are global! Communication helps us progress so language is just a means to an end. We, as Indians, will not tolerate this obsession with linguistic issues. Mumbai has so many major issues -- deal with our problems and find solutions! You are law-makers but you've proved you're the law-breakers.
Apologize to the people and don't justify your actions with irrational, illogical explanations!
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Adieu -- To Love!!
Baby, can you hear my soul
in silent communication with yours?
Baby, can you hear my words
express an even deeper emotion?
Baby, do you just hear me
or do you really listen to a mate trivializing?
Yet there's an underlying wish to be listened to
Baby I always hear you
Your call for attention
Your need for sharing
Your sweet loving gentle tones
So baby, have we really fine-tuned to each other?
Yes, baby I'm tuned to your dumb ass ramblings
That get me into chuckles n splits
Your humor n laughter warms my heart
n spring cleans the cobwebs
that sometimes unwillingly appear
But baby, from day one
I've seen you beyond that facade
I've really seen you
devoid of narcissism n egoistic grandeur
I love that real person
But baby, I also see intense moments
of narcissistic indulgence
Baby, do you want me
to behold the physicality n look in awe
or do you want to go past it?
I have loved the real you
Baby, do we need to stop here
so in those narcissistic indulgent moments
you can feast your eyes
on ethereal gorgeous physical beauty?
Baby our visions are converse
So baby, can you see us moving on ahead?
Baby can you see
a heart reaching out to yours?
Baby do you really see me
or do physicalities blind you?
Baby have you really seen me
or are you still looking at the external?
There's a yearning, baby
S'times for a glance,
a look of admiration,
a compliment that stems from your soul to mine
or are we just superfluous?
Baby, do I really see you?
Yes, I really do
Your handsome great looks
Baby, do you feel
the solace n comfort in each others arms?
Baby, do you feel
the intensity n passion of our togetherness
Or is it just fizz
that'll evaporate into nothingness
Baby, do you feel
the yearning when we're apart?
Or do you feel liberated?
Baby, its been years of togetherness
But in retro,
It seems like a lifetime
You've brought joy, happiness, love, laughter, dance, passion into my life
I've lived every moment to the fullest with you
I've had doubts, recriminations, shed tears
And verbally battled n battered you at times
But I've lived through it all
Baby, you've been my friend,
my love, my soulmate, my companion
It's been a wonderful roller coaster ride
Where we've ranted n raved at the bends
But baby, we have issues
that loom large like gigantic waves
Do we ignore them
or when they appear, whip up our surfboards
n skim above them?
Someday those waves may pull us down
N drown us destroying our precious love
Baby, do you want to ride the waves
or tame their ferocity?
Baby I love the real you
but the narcissist I cannot indulge
I need you to understand n comprehend the unspoken
Baby, a million thanks
for bringing me the beauty n simplicity
of your love n friendship
"Where do we go from here, baby?"
Is a question I ask you
My love is unconditional n everlasting
Baby, you strung me along
with a song n a promise
Today I stand at the crossroads
N realize I was so so wrong about your love
Adieu... my love... for your love for me has long been gone!!
in silent communication with yours?
Baby, can you hear my words
express an even deeper emotion?
Baby, do you just hear me
or do you really listen to a mate trivializing?
Yet there's an underlying wish to be listened to
Baby I always hear you
Your call for attention
Your need for sharing
Your sweet loving gentle tones
So baby, have we really fine-tuned to each other?
Yes, baby I'm tuned to your dumb ass ramblings
That get me into chuckles n splits
Your humor n laughter warms my heart
n spring cleans the cobwebs
that sometimes unwillingly appear
But baby, from day one
I've seen you beyond that facade
I've really seen you
devoid of narcissism n egoistic grandeur
I love that real person
But baby, I also see intense moments
of narcissistic indulgence
Baby, do you want me
to behold the physicality n look in awe
or do you want to go past it?
I have loved the real you
Baby, do we need to stop here
so in those narcissistic indulgent moments
you can feast your eyes
on ethereal gorgeous physical beauty?
Baby our visions are converse
So baby, can you see us moving on ahead?
Baby can you see
a heart reaching out to yours?
Baby do you really see me
or do physicalities blind you?
Baby have you really seen me
or are you still looking at the external?
There's a yearning, baby
S'times for a glance,
a look of admiration,
a compliment that stems from your soul to mine
or are we just superfluous?
Baby, do I really see you?
Yes, I really do
Your handsome great looks
Baby, do you feel
the solace n comfort in each others arms?
Baby, do you feel
the intensity n passion of our togetherness
Or is it just fizz
that'll evaporate into nothingness
Baby, do you feel
the yearning when we're apart?
Or do you feel liberated?
Baby, its been years of togetherness
But in retro,
It seems like a lifetime
You've brought joy, happiness, love, laughter, dance, passion into my life
I've lived every moment to the fullest with you
I've had doubts, recriminations, shed tears
And verbally battled n battered you at times
But I've lived through it all
Baby, you've been my friend,
my love, my soulmate, my companion
It's been a wonderful roller coaster ride
Where we've ranted n raved at the bends
But baby, we have issues
that loom large like gigantic waves
Do we ignore them
or when they appear, whip up our surfboards
n skim above them?
Someday those waves may pull us down
N drown us destroying our precious love
Baby, do you want to ride the waves
or tame their ferocity?
Baby I love the real you
but the narcissist I cannot indulge
I need you to understand n comprehend the unspoken
Baby, a million thanks
for bringing me the beauty n simplicity
of your love n friendship
"Where do we go from here, baby?"
Is a question I ask you
My love is unconditional n everlasting
Baby, you strung me along
with a song n a promise
Today I stand at the crossroads
N realize I was so so wrong about your love
Adieu... my love... for your love for me has long been gone!!
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