Archive for May, 2009
cloud nine…. or ten if u plz….
Well…not that i’ve exhausted all ideas for writing…..got plenty of them up there..{shall bore u wid them later}..but there r treasure troves out there……precious gems if u ask me…..just waiting to be brought out…so what if they r not mine…….they r precious nevertheless…..dont even know most of the time…where they came from…..from one of our own species , for sure…..some have a name, tagged along….some dont have even that….that doen’nt make them any less beautiful………..so here’s one i’d like to share wid u dear friend….
A pessimist…… sees only the dark side of the clouds…….and mopes………
A philosopher,…… sees both sides…… and shrugs…….
An optimist…… does’nt see the clouds at all….he is walking on them….{D.O.Elton}
So Debz thought of trying the first option……saw the dark side…….of the clouds that is…..
the clouds were to the west u see……and Debz was standing facing them bang on….in the absence of flights…bad weather….standing at ground level..that’s all that was visible…..so no choice…Deby MO-PED –ied her way somewhat…..reached near-abouts the second option……
with a mo-ped still dificult…but managed somewhat to see Both sides …of them
clouds ofcourse…..FEEL-oH-so-fer -her……added the “her” for effects….did the shrugging bit……now for the third option…….
started walking on them clouds……it happened this-a- ways…….twas night time……current failure at ground level……..nope…. no guiding stars in the sky either….the Moon had gone on vacation with them stars……….so Debz…navigating in the darkness….cud’nt help it…….did’nt see the clouds at all….and lo and behold…..she is walking on them now…….lost her way , looks like……somebody…pleeeeeeaze help her come down, will ya../?!!!!!
the post
kindly click on comments ….read all and leave ur footprints on the SANDS of TIME
One of the 3 titles listed at the end…pick any….
Q.P….delving a bit
into the intricacies of Q.P, these days……..That’s Quantum
Physics………they
many a mystery out there….it all started with a phone call……Just for the
record..it was I who made the' call….
” How about
coming over for dinner today…..?”
“anything
special..?”
“nah……just
in the mood for a party……need a better reason?”
” OK…u' r on……deby’s party…can’t miss
it…”
On the other side of
the line were my F& B friends…..so then…debz got busy with the
arrangements……that wud mean minimum 3 hrs in the kitchen……Had a peep in
the children’s room….gosh….as usual…clothes…clothes…clothes
everywhere competing with each other for attention….Told the son…..”
Son, ….clear up that mess will ya…….before ur uncs and aunts and the pack
arrive…dont want them getting scandalized…..” The F & B friends, in
case u r wondering , refers to the Flesh and Blood friends……So then ,
finally things' r all set for the
party…Debz is just checking to see if things r in order…a peep into that
room again….Very neat indeed…!!!!The smart Mom’s smarter Son has done a
neat job…..!!! All the little messes, pushed together into one Mighty
mess…and neatly covered with a nice white bedsheet…..!!!
Now there r two
things Deby can do……blow her top…?….no….not at this hour…..
Start setting things
right?….not enough time for that….!!!
So….!!! Deby just
puts her temper under wraps….and puts on her best smile…..and waits mfor
the doorbell to ring….IN the meantime . back to Quantum Physics…..
The neat white
bedsheet remember…??/
A neat cover for the
mess underneath…??
Like a neat band-aid
covering' a ghastly wound……
Ring a bell?//..
U leave the wound
open….run the risk of infection…..invitation for any no. of flies waiting
to pounce on it…LAW of the Nature of FLIES…
so put on a
band-aid….all neatly covered up on top…..the wound festers inside…..!!!
No antiseptic u see……?//…u forgot the antiseptic….!!!!…..Cause and
Effect……Nature will take it's course……u cant fight Nature , can
u…?//…That's why Quantum Physics…They say it defies certain other Laws of
Nature…
So Debz is out there
surfing the net to chek how far those guys out there have got on Quantum Physics………and
while that is in progress,..the Antiseptic…For minor cuts and wounds,….. Nebasulf
or Neosporin works fine….! But if it's more than that……then METUBE products
r another alternative..…comes in various flavours…..doubles or rather '' trebles ' ….as an antiseptic…as a
balm….or as simple sweet chocolate…..yeah….it can be a substitute for
chocolate too….contains similar ingredients [according to Dr.
Rehaan......zindagi rocks..]….the name is ARAZONUS….marketed by UNASRAMUK and
KINGAYAKLA & Ltd……so while i am at it, u guys just have a taste of
this……..ww.youtube.com/watch?v=uDWSn_0NaWY
Now for the three
titles….pick any one……
2)Party arrangements
3)Wounds and antiseptics
examples for Anagrams. Spell these 3 names backwards……
1) ARAZONUS
2) UNASRAMUK
3)KINGAYAKLA
Music is a great healer……for some wounds….try it……..
KIRAN…..a sequel……..
WHO IS KIRAN>>>?????????
KIRAN is a RAY…..
……..A RAY emanating from a point…and penetrating the darkness around……
KIRAN is a ray of hope, when u r in despair……
KIRAN is the ring of laughter in ur voice, when u r happy…
When u look at something beautiful…and there is that warm glow in ur heart
…as u admire that beauty…
KIRAN is that warm glow in ur heart…
KIRAN is that ray of compassion that wells in ur heart…
at the sight of someone in pain……
KIRAN is that swelling of righteous anger inside u…
…when u see someone wronged…
KIRAN is that desire in u…
to set things right, ..when things go awry…
When u re[a]d about KIRAN…and wanted to know..
Why dont I meet such a KIRAN in my life..!!!
KIRAN was that desire in u …..
to see KIRAN in another……
U tapped ur foot, to the rhythm of sweet music…..
U felt that serene calm inside u…..
when u listened to a soft number flow…..
KIRAN was that feeling inside u…that made u react, the way u did…
U felt a warm glow inside u,,,when u helped someone in need…
KIRAN was that warmth in ur heart….
When u felt something twist inside u…
at the sight of someone in pain……
KIRAN was that something in u…
which made u feel that pain……
KIRAN is…
the poem of a poet…..
the song of a singer….
the innocence of a child…
the love of one who loves…
the faith of the faithful…
the hope of the hopeful…
the compassion of the compassionate…..
KIRAN is ur love for those around u…
KIRAN is the joy that makes u radiant…
KIRAN is the pain that makes u wince…[ cynicism may kill ur pain...it will kill much more of u too]
KIRAN is that POSITIVE ENERGY inside u…
that quells the negativity around u..
There’s a KIRAN inside U..
There’s a KIRAN in those around u…..
HOW MUCH of that Kiran SURVIVES…
is upto each one of us…
KIRAN is the CHILD in U…
..keeping KIRAN alive is nobody’s business, but UR’S..
There’s a KIRAN….emanating from that point that is U..
U have only to OPEN ur heart..
and u can see KIRAN shine through…
KIRAN IS NOT A DREAM>>
KIRAN IS A REALITY>>>
a KIRAN can meet ur gaze..
everytime u stand before the mirror……
……KIRAN IS U……
KIRAN………
Meet KIRAN…….I’ve always wondered about Kiran…..he exudes a kind of warmth that is contagious..
there’s a kind of radiance that is visible on his countenance, that seems to spring forth from an eternal spring somewhere deep within him… his attitude…like he can take on the world any-time…and nothing can stop him….what makes him seem so happy……?//…no it’s not about something he has achieved…nor about something he has acquired…not even that his life-long dream has been fulfilled….
the things that can send him into raptures can range anywhere from the sight of a bird on a tree…a leaf standing proud on a stem…a beautiful flower..does’nt matter whether it is a garden flower, or just one growing wild along the roadside…..the beauty of a beautiful face…….the simplicity of an ordinary face……the rhythm of music….the flow of poetry…..the sight of the rising sun….or the evening sky,with the birds flying back…..!!!!!!
He identifies with equal ease, with the feelings of those he comes in contact with…. feelings as diverse as the confidence of an achiever,…the diffidence of a non-achiever…..the exhilaration of a winner…the depression of a loser……the mischief of a bubbling teenager….the tranquil saintliness of a sage…..it’s as though he can get into the skin of anybody and feel what they feel…..
He cries without shame one moment, when he is hurt..and laughs like a child the very next minute, if he finds something funny….he can smile thro’ his tears, and laugh his loudest laugh when his insides r actually bleeding…..
the enigma that is Kiran, always surprised me, till i found out Kiran’s secret…i had broken the code……..the child…….the child in Kiran……Kiran had managed to keep the child in him alive……no matter, what came his way….
I remember reading somewhere………
A flower blooms; nobody passes by, yet it is fragrant. It
matters not whether anyone comes to know of it; being fragrant is its
quality.”
this somehow explains Kiran’s personality for me….
feel…feel with ur heart…..the feeling itself becomes ur reward…..and u can laugh life out…….
11-poetry, sometimes..is another name for the STORY that is LIFE
made this video slide and have uploaded it on youtube…click on the link below……watch, enjoy…and leave ur valuable comments behind, dear friends….
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HMS-b0jISZM
gul-o gulshan ki kami nahi hai jahaan mein…
hum hi sehra mein gum ho chale hain…..
10-kab tak…aakhir kab tak….??!!!!
Zakhm kuch khaas nahi, bus wahi puraani , aashiqon waali….isse behta lahoo, kambaqt, deewangi par utar aaya hai…..
khudko alfaazon mein piroye jaa raha hai…..
ek lamhe mein, jaise simati aa rahi hai saari zindagi….
ek saans mein ghulte jaa rahe hain, saare ehsaas….
bulbule se mit jaate hain,pal bhar mein,
woh saare jeene ke saamaan…
jinhein hum dil ki tassalli ke liye…
chun, chun ke,samet-the rehte hain……
reh jaati hai, bus wahi ek kathor sacch……
wahi ek kathor sacch….
jo hanste huey, tamaacha maar jaati hai, chehre pe yun…
Jis par hansne ki koshish mein….
dil-o-jaan laga rahe hain hum…
wahi zindagi, humein hansi ka saamaan banaake…
itraake, humaare saamne se guzar jaati hai yun…
hum dekhte reh jaate hain…dekhte reh jaate hain…..
Kab tak, ladthe rahein hum, yun….. kab tak….?//
Kab tak, dil ke tukdon ko , batorte rahein hum….
kab tak, veeranagi ki is sooni khaamoshi ko….
mehfil ke shor-o-gul mein, gumshuda karte rahein hum…
kab tak, is khaufnaak adhoorepan ko, zeenat..
apne hi likhe geeton se mukkammal karte rahein hum..???/!!!!!!!
VOTER’S ID……..
Ever since i returned frm election duty…I’ve been meaning to put up this post…but, well….am a great swinger when it comes to moods….i can hit the blues like it’s nobody’s business….and i can rally around in the skies, again, like it’s nobody’s business….
but a little bit of grounding now and then is an absolute MUST…so i might as well get on with
it, before the topic loses its flavour….
So frnds…i a’int gonna talk about what i went thro’ during the election duty……..that becomes secondary, now that it is a matter of the past…….but something else that is of much greater relevance…..
Well….the problem of the VOTER’S ID…….
I was posted in a village area….so most of them cud’nt even sign, let alone read or write…now this leads to many other problems…. now for the IDENTIFICATION….there were21 options..the voter must produce any one of these….most of them had’nt managed to secure a voter’s I.D..they quoted various reasons….Ration cards….some had a card,with the name of the HEAD of the house and it said+4 others, etc……..no individual names mentioned….now how do I know, whether the person before me is one of the 4?//…DL..not many had, Bank passbk..most of them were out-dated….many of these problems related to IDs cannot even be termed as typical of rural areas…[which go to make most parts of India]….. cities r’nt much better, as most of u wud agree…now back to the voting …if I dont allow the person to vote…i am tampering with his/her right to vote..i allow him/her to vote..my senior authorities mark that, as dereliction of duty…allowing ppl to vote when they dont qualify, as per rules….anyway…we tried to satisfy evrybody…i am not going into that now….what i want to say is this….just think about it, dear iland frnds…..and tell me about the loopholes in my suggestion….coz i am not an expert in these matters, anyway…
like we have the passport office, right?..So…suppose we have an ID office, with branches functioning round the year, all over India….if it is made mandatory that every citizen has to apply thro’ these offices and procure an ID, the same Format throughout INDIA…which he carries with him always..or is able to produce,at any given time…..and instead of having 21 options, with such a lot of confusion, ONE type of ID to be procured by evry citizen of India, and no matter where he travels in India, or for whatever purpose he needs to provide his IDENTIFICATION..not necessarily during elections alone…he can use this…….the possibilities r manyfold……think about it….it wud solve many problems …evry citizen of India, whatever strata of society he might belong to, or whatever part of India he might be from….wud be accounted for….same procedures for renewal as in case of passports cud apply,let’s say, like evry 5 yrs or so…make it mandatory that it be renewed….
So do u guys think, this is a feasible idea…..or just something to be thrown into my dustbin????/
09-Akele hain, toh kya gam hai….
zinda toh tareequiyon mein doobe rahe….
itna karam kijiye…
baad-e-rukhsat..
mazaar pe charaag na jalayiye……
08-ae dost……
http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a105/caramelchampagne/glitter/moon.gif
for a kid brother/friend….who says, the baccha has grown up now…yes he has….but i still see the little fellow in him…….and this is something i wrote for him, one morning…when he was actually lying in bed..all curled up…tired after a late night spent in some project work…
Dekh rahi hain,meri nigaahein…….
tujhe nihaar rahi hain……
yun maasoomiyat ka chaadar odhe
meethi neend ki aagosh mein tu…
mujhse bekhabar….
sunhere sapnon mein yun khoya hua hai…….
ae chand mere dil ke…
teri zindagi ki har subah…
yun hi dabe paanv teri khidki se aaye…
yun hi tere daaman ko roshan karta rahe….
suraj ki narm kiranein,
kab tere labon ko chookar,
tere aks par meethi muskaan phaila jaye,
tujhe pata bhi na chale….
yeh teri masoom aankhen jab khulein…….
tu paaye…..
ke tere sapnon ki jaagir ko tu,
apni mutthi mein liye soya tha….
bas tere jagne ki der hai…..
chal jaag……ae dost….
teri zindagi teri raah takthi hai…….
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