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Monday, October 18, 2010

ANIMAL KILLING OR ITS HUMANITY THAT IS KILLED?

October 18, 2010 2 Comments
"LEAD ME FROM THE UNREAL TO THE REAL"
"LEAD ME FROM THE DARKNESS TO THE LIGHT"
"LEAD ME FROM THE DEATH TO THE IMMORTALITY"

These prayers have stood the test of times because they consider and express the essential spirit of humanity and God's love.we,all of us, pray lord for happiness,peace and a prosperous life.and we aspire to sacrifice our lower nature , wrong thoughts and emotions.Its only through letting go of our negative concepts that we can grow into the divine consciousness.But the term SACRIFICE has blended through the (IN)human civilisation. These days the pauper animals are sacrificed in the name of deity ,but its us who have sacrificed our humanity and kindness.

Being the most supreme creature of the universe,if man will be proud of such merciless acts,where will the God's grace pronounce ???

To utter surprise the administration has kept mum over this issue.even according to a report in TOI,16th october Rajnagar police station has offered a goat at a remote sea side shakti shrine in the district of kendrapara. When asked;'I am not aware of the incident' was the answer from the corresponding authority in question.

Tell me now,"who will save the law and give justice to the poor animals?"

while the khurda district administration was determined to stop animal sacrifice at the Bhagabati temple at Banpur the priests and locals were adamant on going ahead with age old rituals.prohibitory orders under section 144 CrPC have been clamped in and around the temple in view of prevailing tension.on the other hand all the establishments and shops were closed in the town to protest against the government move to stop animal sacrifice on the temple premises.

According to reports 47 goats and a buffalo were killed to propitiate deity at satabhaya village of kendrapara,more than 300 animals at panchabaraha temple and the number goes up and up in the district of nabarangpur and kalahandi animals being killed at almost all the durga pandals.
The most shocking news is that at bhawanipatna the merciless inhumanity exceeds beyond the limit.around 50000 animals were killed that day on the road and the event was accompanied by dances,songs naming it "chhattar jatra" which literary means "the victory march".the one km stretch of the road from manikeswari temple to college square turned red as the animals were slaughtered en masse as the ritual procession moved along.the scene was so ghastly that the children who were accompanied by their parents screamed covering their innocent faces.

In 2006 I was going to home from BBSR on such a day via bhawanipatna.I had to wait at the end of the town with all the passengers (as all the roads were blocked by the people from the morning till noon) and finally we went through the town at 1 pm.I was sure,after I had a look on the road,it was as good as the land of mahishasur,the cruel demon.

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And I asked myself hundreds of question, "have i become a sinner watching the fresh blood on the road screaming at me...'O human-being!what's our fault? Why are you killing us so mercilessly?

To which I had no answer but a murmur ,"I am ready to go to thousands of hells,O mankind,if you will stop this bloody bleeding'."

the killing were continued even as two platoon police stood like mute spectators. Who will be going to save these poor animals?

Its us O humanbeing!
Its you,O creature supreme, are the eldest of all .

How can you enjoy the blood and screams,even if you live in the land of ahimsa(nonviolence).

You should be proud to belong to a country which has taught the the nonviolence.

Wake up O dormant humanity!

If your ancient faith has asked you to kill the animals in the name of age old ritual.....doesn't it teach to love all the animals as they bear the beauty of God!

I beg you on my knees...O mankind, please stop this cruel ritual,and put a smile on their poor faces instead.


And finally
the administration should act strongly . If the consciousness and alerts is not going to be fruitful it should ban the rituals very strictly. If still the killing of animals continues ,the culprits should be punished in the court of law.

But dont hang them please....your majesty,just bury the stupids alive!






[AFTER READING THIS ARTICLE,I HAVE A REQUEST, PLEASE SPREAD THE AWARENESS AND MOTIVATE THE PEOPLE AGAINST ANIMAL KILLING.REMEMBER INDIA'S FREEDOM FIGHT WAS BEGUN FROM A SMALL NO OF PEOPLE SPREADING OVER THE WHOLE COUNTRY..... LETS BEGIN ANOTHER MOVEMENT.]

Friday, October 15, 2010

DREAM...

October 15, 2010 2 Comments

Dream is a land...
where the lamb can run
building all his petrified passion
and dances at the top of Everest ,
swims across the ocean, quenches his thirst.

Dream is a scenic beauty...
what the blind can see,
fights with the sun walking at the midnight,
flowers blossom,and he sails on the chariot of fragrance,
draws an art,pouring all his beloved's elegance.

Dream is a song...
what the deaf can listen and the mute can sing,
seven coloured melody, played with rainbow strings,
all the birds and streams stunned into silence
and the clouds burst out tear in happiness.

Dream is a hope...
it gives a reason to be alive tomorrow,
where I can dissolve all my sorrow,
whether it comes true or becomes a mirage,
I just live with it and enjoy,because,after it I never chase.



{I NEVER CHASE MY DREAMS... I JUST LIVE WITH THEM AND ENJOY}

Sunday, September 26, 2010

KEEP FORGETTING ;-)

September 26, 2010 0 Comments
"REMEMBER THE THING THAT REALLY MATTERS",my mom used to say this.
And as a final year student of MBBS the things those really matter are...
-around 10,000 pages of medicine books (paediatric and psychiatry included)
-around 8,000 pages of surgery books (if you dont want to leave your phone inside the stomach)
-around 2,000 pages of gynaecology and obs(too boring)
-around 10,000 pages of previous year's subjects
[all papers are considered of A4 size]

still some spaces do remain vacant inside the brain and thats for... Ur beloved love or a girl,your latest crush!
Even after this if some places remain vacant then you have to remember...
{serially untill the free memory of your brain is filled up}
-names of beautiful girls of your campus
-some unknown numbers those send you texts
-your friends' teasing names
-to text or call your girlfriend
-the time table
-able to count your family members
-to fill your empty stomach with nonveg vegetables
-to wear an underwear
-to brush your teeth and wash your face atleast once a day

in this hustle and bustle of busy life its hard to remember everything.so usually I make a note of things I have to do or else.But damn me forgets to read the note very often.

This was 7th february 2010.being miles away from my sweet home I was feeling bored.I planned to visit a hill station.I made a note of things I had to take and thank God! This time I didn't forget to remember the notes.

"I have to stay 2days and 3 nights.so things to be taken are...
-1 air bag to pack everything
-1 transparent skinfit (in case it rains)
-2 pairs of jeans
-3 shorts
-4 innerwears
-5 T shirts(spraying some scents)
-for shoes 2 pairs of socks(except white...they have added colours)
-for hygiene...;-)
-1/4 th of dettol soap(I cut one into 4 pieces)
-shampoo
-conditioner
-lotion
-razor(I dont need shaving cream,i use shampoo)
-oil(navaratna-I dont need any ac)
-deo (wild stone-I like married women)
-body spray (axe-affected by its effects)
-toothbrush and tooth paste(shouldn't need them,but just in case)
-tissues
-cough drops(I have cronic soar throat)
-steroid eye drops (I sleep less)
-powder and some fairness cream (for men only)
:-ENTERTAINING STUFFS...
-Ipod and accessories(I love music)
-earbuds (both of philips and johnsons')
-camera with memory card and charger (am photogenic especially at night)
-laptops and its charger(i got it free)
-mobile and its charger(even if I will not talk to anyone)
-books and magazines (if I can get cosmopolitan old issues ;-()
-goggles
(you can stare at a girl with open eyes)
-purse with an atm card
-journal
-hair gel and brush(get set wet 2b very very sexy)
-and a train ticket to my destination."

I checked out everything comparing the list.
Oh fine!
I dont need any security around ...oh! am not a celebrity yet.
I dont need any passport am not going abroad.
I dont need any suicide bomb am not a terrorist.
I walked out of my room just forgetting to switch the fan off.

After a whole night journey I reached my destination.O damn!at that railway station,to my utter surprise, what I saw was unbelievable.
'I WAS ON TV'
what is this ? Why am I on TV?
have I won any nobel prize?
-oh no,my research is not over yet.
Will my movie be released today?
-oh no,the script is not ready.
Am I the prime suspect of great indian robbery ?
-oh no,I was not born then.

Lets free some space from my brain
... ... ... ...
Oh, I just forgot to inform my parents about the journey.and damn me is in 'CLASSIFIED' on TV.
I checked my mobile in a hurry.oh 527 missed calls and 124 new messages!just forgot to change the silent mode.
A button pressed...and all vanished away.another mistake.

I could have forgot a pair of socks.
I could have forgot the toothbrush.
But shouldn't forget to make a call to my parents.
Anyway lets free some memory from the brain.
If you are going home you can delete the memory of calling or texting your girlfriend.
If you are using ortel broadband you can delete the memory of sending a scrap or posting on the wall.
So always keep spaces in the brain to remember something.
Remember only the things those really matter.
If not..
KEEP FORGETTING...get relaxed.Its good for health.

Sunday, July 11, 2010

ROTTEN CADBURY

July 11, 2010 2 Comments
"twinkle twinkle little star
how i wonder what u are
up above the world so high
like a diamond in the sky"

Two soft hands coming from behind pushed the swing a little forward continueing the verse..."twinkle twinkle..."
a lot of joy translated into smiles and giggles.

"mama,this tym sing the barbie song please"
"barbie song!okey",with a funny giggle,"written by ur wd b father-in-law"...

"cweetty naughty my barbie gal
a prince will come with shining pearl
he will marry my princess doll
chweetty naughty my barbie gal"

The little child got excited with joy painted in blue...
Her pony tailed hair dancing upon the wind...
The trees...the swing...the fresh fragrance of air...
All resonating the extravagance...
Suddenly the child climbed down the swing and rushed towards the gate.
"Adyasa"...the high pitch sound broke the silence,but she didn't even turn back.
After a while adyasa came with a letter.throwing it upon d air she started dancing singing the barbie song... "chweetty naughty my barbie gal..."

her mother ran to catch d letter sailing upon the wind."ow! Got it.who is it?a letter in d age of mails!"
looking at d adress got stunned.'oops!its from hunky dude.
Hey hunky dude,i was thinking of you just now.ws singing ur barbie song.YOU GONNA LIVE FOR A HUMDRED OF YEARS ."speaking silently to herself she opened d letter.

"oye barbie,
(the lips became a little wider perhaps the word was awaited so long)
hey m gonna kill you!(wat nonsense,dont u any need any formality to start a letter). It has been so long i hv nt listened ur voice.are u ok naa?

Adyasa has grown up now.she is 3.hey never hurt her dear.hmm..she loves the swing.(how do u know,damn nobody).does she look like u?i mean little 'motti'.ha ha

and O chweett baby!once u asked,"wish I could flow back in time,i would go to my childhood days....
when d precious gift was dad's love...
The safest place was mother's lap...
Bittermost thing was brother's advice...
Only enemy was d elder sister...
Only pain was for my broken doll...
Only job was to blow the balloon...
Wish i could go to my childhood days...'

but hey,i assure,you can ...if u wish.I hv a magic.close ur eyes.listen to me...
Feel,in ur heart,wat adyasa speaks...
Dance,upon ur mind,wat adyasa sings...
Ask to ur heart,wat adyasa cries for...
Go to the sea shore...collect the snails...
Castle in d air...pluck a little flower...
How does u feel when adyasa gets hurt?
Tell me,isn't it as if u had broken a doll?

Hey now come back yaar.i wanna go to my school days...
Where our strict class teacher has a thousands of reasons to shoot us...
Yet we had millions of reasons to bunk d penalty
shouting with joy...murmuring in fear f death...open d gate
when we walked down d road covered with dry leaves
when we sat in d classroom d smell we breathe is of our uniform dresses and yellow striped brown ties
where i got my best b'day gift...'a kissed cadbury in class 8'
three years later when i tasted the rotten cadbury hiden in my book shelf
d sweetest thing in d world was mingled in to me
wish i could go to my school days...
Yet could not...yet could not.

Anyway i kept my word sending dis letter to u,
let ur life b full of salad days,
bedazzled be u with d smiling rays,
dis final wish when u get,
i may nt b in dis world walking dat day...
Yours ever
hunky dude.

"Final wish" reverberating in d deepest corner of curiosity she ws shocked.she rushed towards d destination...written on d letter posted a month ago.
After a painful journey of 3 days and life time friendship she got there.
A little child took her towards d hunkydude.He was sleeping silently.she sat by him.touched d closed eye.smone gave a parcel to her.she opened it.A cadbury with a letter wrapped over it.she opened d paper.
's
sorry dear,i dont have any match for ur adyasa
nor can do any magic nd come back to u.
But i assure i m always with u...
I m still alive as friendship never dies."

with a tear stained heart she looked upon d evening sky.
A falling star coming down...vanished away like yesterdays.
Perhaps making all d wishes come true...
A promise for an eternal frndsp mingled into her soul
as does d melted jilted rotten cadbury.

Friday, July 2, 2010

RAINBOW XI

July 02, 2010 1 Comments
THE LAND OF RAINBOW ROLLS THE BLACK PEARL...
CURLY WURLY HEROICS WITH SHINING ARMOUR.....
KISS-TIANO RONALDO MYSTERIOUS MESSI...
RONEY KAKA BOSQUEING DEVILISH VILLA...
BANG BANG VUVUZELLA BANG BANG VUVUZELLA.............

Thousands of years of human civilisation passed...
so many the impoverished nation has fought...
ecstatic desire to place itself in worlds top class...
And finally brings the immortal memorablia of the continent... the biggest sports extravagenza already set to spin the globe twice faster.
Riding the heartthrobbing thrills on south african safari ,this awesome tournament giving a twosome reason for the nation...
1st being the success of the world cup has shown the power of the nation to arrange a world class sports fever.
2nd to give an oppurtunity to bid for the next summer olympic


whilst my pen rolls over my blog the 2nd stage has reached to its conclusion.as we await the drama of the second round..here goes the ''best XI'' from all the nation participated.

THE COACH~~DIEGO MARADONA [ARGENTINA]
His team has been great so far in the tournament,but his best contribution was the press conference where he apologised to michael platini for his comments,whilst scratching his nocse with his finger.

THE GOALKEEPER~MARK PASTON[NEWZEALAND]
The position with the fewest candidates ,as nobody has suffered more than the goal keepers.he gets the nod for an heroic performace in the 1-1 draw against Italy.

RIGHT FORWARD~~LEO MESSY
He may not have scored a goal but the best player in the world has lived upto his billing so far wit superb performance in arg's games wit nigeria and s korea

LEFT FORWRD``KEISUKE HONDA[JAPAN]
EASILY WON D IMPRESSION HIS free kick against denmark was superb stunning strike of that match.

CENTER FORWARD``DAVID VILLA[SPAIN]
For the three goals that lifted his team after a disastrous opening.so far 2 best goals of the tournament goes by his name.

CENTRAL MIDFIELD``SCHWEINSTEIGER[GERMANY]
SO MANY FIGHTS FOR THIS POSITION BUT THE ULTIMATE DEVILISH IS THIS MAN.with bags of energy and magics ain his feet his team hardly misses ballack.

RIGHT MIDFIELD`` CHRISTIANO RONALDO[PORTUGAL]
FOR SO LONG HE IS THE MOST HANDSOME WHEN A BALL IS AT HIS FEET. MY FAVO-RIGHT.but he has a bad tournament so far.

LEFT MIDFIELD``CHRISTIANO RIVORUS[PARAGUAY]
finest touch against slovakia by curling lovely goal he has a gr8 fanfare..

RIGHT BACK``MAICON[BRAZIL]
FOR THE BEST SHOWINGS OF BRAZIL HE IS THE FACTOR. TOUGH SITUATION FOR OPPONENTS.HE BROKE THE DEADLOCK IN THEIR OPENER AGAINST N KOREA WITH A BRILL.. FINISH IN AN TIGHT ANGLE THAT HE MEANT

LEFT BACK ``CARLOS SALCIDO[mexico]
togh test argentina but he finishes fine..especially for his goals those are long distance flyer

CENTRE BACK``LUCIO[BRAZIL]
striding forward with his feet..the champions league defender was awesome so far. a lot from him expected ahead

CENTERBACK``DIEGO LUGANO [URUGUAY]
AS GOOD AS HIS HAIR SWINGS IN THE AIR AS THE BALL TOUCHING HIS FEET.

32 teams...64 matches...at 10 venues...billions of hearts skipping its beats....
the blazing success of the tournament is adding colors to the land of seven colors that sings the heroic truth of the nation shaking all the waka waka hips all over the world tuning into its rainbow strings...that dont tell a lie....
shake it ..oww..shakeit like shakira!!!

Friday, April 30, 2010

Y did u take my heart

April 30, 2010 0 Comments
Walking one day on the serpentine realms of destiny
a conciliatory heart burnt in the flame of love
pulsing with the passion like the excited waves of ocean
like the bird in the sky rising higher &higher to feel the heaven

For thy beauty &grace,for love and its ravishing fragrance
bargained itself with happiest smiles and fanciful cheers
and O minstrel you took my heart away paying a heartful of tears!

O now see...
Intoxicated with love to its rhythm,i still dance
behind the veil,being so lonely,i lost my sense.
My poor heart eternal silence keeps
i wonder how did she get into it
though i am silent,my silent eyes now weep
O someone please paint my saddened veil into green
where art thou?O beloved divine!
Touch my saddest naked strings
till clothed in music such as a lonely parrot sings....

Thousands of curse let blow upon me...
As my curseful life goes by
what the worth does it pay
the more i live the more i die.

O lady!
My weary heart suffocates breathing the fragrance of jasmine...
O turn back!
Find thy gracious-self inside that stupid cupid box.
So take care of it,am waitin till my soul is wrapped under a crust!

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Thursday, February 25, 2010

SACHIN GENIUS TENDULKAR FIRES 200:FIRST DOUBLE CENTURY OF ODI CRICKET

February 25, 2010 3 Comments

Storm in....
He will freeze the air of pestilence...
to be no 1 is his phenomenal vibrance !!

At 6:45 pm a dear friend of mine,a crazy cricket fan,on his boring train journey inquired me the score of indian cricket team;to which I answered,'you are unlucky dear to have a not-so-emergency journey today.just spin the earth back,if you can,to the place which will show the Indian standard time 2:30 pm by your watch;sit in front of your T.V. And watch history in the making.if you can't,just ask a child who has just learnt how to bat or ask a tea vendor who has shut his shop down this afternoon to watch the master blaster's blade getting fired.'
If you ask me,i may not be good enough to tell the story of making of histories.anyway i will try a few words to salute the history as i can't stop babbling.

THE STORY

At 2:30 pm on a sunny day at Gwalior beneath the clear blue sky a star was shining brilliantly who walked into the captain Roop Singh stadium with a great welcome from the spectators in the stadium as well as all the viewers of Neocricket in front of their TV all over the world.But oops!I was unlucky to catch that glimpse,being inside the classroom of Preventive and Social Medicine and by the time I got a seat in front of our TV,he was already at the crease busy installing his run machine from the very first ball he faced.

The flat pitch was inviting for a run feast.After Sehwag's dismissal Sachin and Karthik put a 194 run stand and even after that a blazing Yusuf added a zing to the momentum.later Dhoni also joined the master blaster putting a 100 plus partnership.The master blaster did no mistake and with his strokes wrote a sonnet,a splendid memoir,on the heart of his dearly fans.His fifty coming off just 37 balls and century off 90 balls was nothing to cheer up.After that he played even more violently.His 150 came off just 118 balls before he surpassed Kapil Dev's 175 with a six over the long on off JP Duminy and his highest score 186* with a pull to fine leg. He surpassed the highest score in ODI that of Saeed Anwar of Pakistan and Charles Coventry of Zimbabwe with a flick past fine leg for two runs. But one more history was yet to be written....unfolding the mystery he drove the ball past a fielder at point to reach the magic mark 200* ,the first double century in ODI history after 2692 matches in 35 years of birth of this format.

AND FINALLY...

If you take a glance on Sachin's strokes you can't imagine how hungry he still is even with all the records of cricket with him. Here I remind the lord Hanumaan,the super hero of epic the Ramayan,who was one day eating all the stuff his mother was giving and still asking for more.finally being exhausted when his mother Anjana pointed at the sun and asked to take it,He jumped off towards the sun and engulfed whole of it in his mouth. But for Sachin,i see,sky is not enough. Even every electron is dual-spin-dancing and cherishing the sizzling celebration of Sachin's shining victory over myth and history.and every proton is singing the sermon of the batting maestro with all its electrifing positive sparks.The world belongs to him.
And finally i can say,
"If cricket is my religion...
SACHIN is my GOD"
which is why next time Tendulkar plays the big innings it might be a good idea for us to fall silent in stead of describing in adjectives ,and just meditate on the ball rise and rise towards the heavens

Saturday, February 13, 2010

MY NAME IS KHAN:A MOVIE REVIEW

February 13, 2010 3 Comments
Its no strange...the riot of wild animals that stand out in mumbai.damaged threats,unclaimed attacks and nonsense attitude could not stop the release of most awaiting movie of the year 'my name is khan' that will cross a milestone in the history of box office.
MNIK is a movie starring the two best actors of the country shahrukh khan and kajol.if i am going to describe their chemistry on screen and off screen response then i must be acting foolish.the movie is directed by the sizzling director of KKHH,KKKG,KHNH&KANK but this time with a different spice.the best music director of the country ,shankar-ehsaan-loy have touched the string of hearts with noor-e-khooda & tere naina.
THE STORY:
SRK (rizwan khan)is suffering from asperger syndrome,a genetical disorder linked to chromosome 17p13.he moves to america.there he lives with his brother(jimmy shergil) and sister-in-law(sonya jehan).he sells some beauty products under the guidance of his brother.in due course of time he falls in love with mandira(kajol) .kajol was a divorcee and she has a son already then.they get married instead of protest from his brother just because they belong to different religion.after that they start a business and live happilly.
The tragedy starts,that will flush your heart with punchfull of blood,when their son is killed.after that kajol thinks that this all was happening because of their surname khan that regards to muslim,a religion.they splits.
Shahrukh then embarks upon a great journey to meet the president .he suffers a vulnerable situation when he is regarded as terrorist and thrown behind the bars.after some khich khach he is released.he moves to georgia to save a family he had met during the journey from hurricane.media catches it live.then the story makes a climax to end it.

BEST SCENES:

during 1st half of the movie there are cool romantic scenes in which the best couple of bollywood will propel your heart to slip its beats.besides these the humor adds to the scenes of SRK selling beauty products,1st meeting with kajol and scenes after wedding.
In the second half you will be pushed towards a corner that relentlessly move you to tears not only because of emotions but because of the perfect acting.

MESSAGES:

1)In julian and gregorian calender the time scale is divided into BC and AD.but after 9/11 the time scale got a 3rd designation.the world divided,humanity torn apart.the terror strikes to the common man in the name of religion.
2)in this world there are two types of people-good and bad.no matter what happens ,in the end the good one triumphs.
3)relations are made of not only blood but of love.

AND FINALLY......

SRK proved that he is the king of bollywood.in my point of view its his career best,if i choose,chak de and swadesh following it.
kajol did a fantastic job sharing a heart throbbing chemistry with shahrukh.
Karan also did his best.
The child artistes tanay cheda for young and yuvvan makkar for sameer are shining brilliantly.
And finally if you have already watched then you are lucky enough.if not ,stop reading this article right here and go for the movie...feel the phenomenal experience ....

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Forgetting a friend....

February 10, 2010 0 Comments

Forgetting a friend is not so easy,especially
If you are surrounded with poetry.
Waves come running to you and recede
Throwing behind a question mark.
The breeze,blocking your ways asks
Something that it never asks.
A ferry dissolves itself at the horizon
and leaves behind a vacuum.
No ocean can fathom
Nights sink into darkness.
And tears deceive you in your eyes.
Forgetting means more reason to remember....
{if you are asked to...can you forget a friend of yours}

Sunday, February 7, 2010

MOTHER NATURE'S FINAL WISH ???

February 07, 2010 1 Comments
Is it one more cut down breaking tree?
Or,a tainted tear drop falling from my eyes?
Is it your high speed fiendish rocket?
Or,a needle pricked on my ozone blanket?
Is it a coal-fired chimney reaching up so high?
Or,is it suffocating one more species to die?
Is on the barren land flowing hot autumn breeze?
Can't you see the polar ice caps melting into seas!
Oh my children...
Loving breast awashed with tears
cheeping vows of your teensy-weensy smile
I beg you on my knees...
Before the sky goes red and rivers are dead
solar flares fire and mountain is bald.
Ask yourself looking into my eyes
How many days you have got to live?
For the peace of her children's soul
Mother's soothing hand is not for a 'candle' to hold...
Promise me to change your wasteful ways
save your young mother dying because i am not grown that old

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

WHY SO OFTEN DO I FALL IN LOVE

February 02, 2010 0 Comments
When the sun kisses the horizon,
When the stars twinkle,
And the moon smiles
In the mad land of fantasy...
A fairy appears having thought of
mine in her eyes,
Her soft words speaking my stories,
Jingle sound of her ear rings tuning for my feet
Her bewitching smile keeps my heart beating,
Her soft touch keeps the flower blossoming.
I whisper a prayer...
"one moment more to be with her"
But she dissappears
keeping me busy in search of that dream love.
When i see a girl with little fairy-ness in her,

I wanna very aloud...

"...because without your love
i am nowhere yet so far,
if u leave me,
leave your heart with me,
as i am in love with you"
And i love that girl very very much
till I find a better one!!

AN ODE TO MISS TEENYBOPPER

February 02, 2010 2 Comments

This is an ode to miss teenybopper ,
with a twist of lime,
written in a bit of hustle
without any lollipop-rhyme.

She is the girl with lucent hair
having glorious attitude,
confidence & spell bound appeals in her white uniform
adds to her benevolent gratitude.

for her many beauties that tell not a lie
i am often blown away looking up at the sky,
getting stunned with the beauty that i do find
wonder how such beauty be painted on a beautyful mind!!!

one glance from her...the whole city goes down
the 2nd glance from her,turning back,leave them in ruins.

tipsy in her crikey heels
'Katty' 'Hilton' yet she appeals!

come with,when spirit sags,energetic hugs
except for certain type of bugs.

silly dancer tuning her feet into the spring-rains,
proud parents & adorable friends all that she cares..

rainbow to follow your clouds,
laughter to kiss your lips,
SONGS TO WARM UR HEART...
'slender dreams be fullfilled'...is what i wish!


with the marvellous heart i own,
i pray to god every second!
wishing her to be my frnd
well beyond the end.....
Dedicated to my sweetheart

Monday, February 1, 2010

MY FIRST POEM GIFT:ON HIS 13th B'DAY

February 01, 2010 3 Comments

The best gift to me is
Not a barbie doll with curly hair,
Not a dew rinsed red rose,
Not 'a brief history of time' by stephan hawkings,
Not a candle light dinner in lovers' paradise,
Not a sweet n sour hot lemon tea.
But its
a cute little boy with million dollars' smile,
whose words keep me energetic,
for which i play with him day and night,
there is no happiness nor heaven beyond it,
Thanks to my parents the best gift to me is
my cute little brother in standard eight.