Ah Crap!

I really hate "occasions". 31st Dec is just another one of em....ok yeah I'm just grumpy...as always.

BTW why do people wish "Happy new year" on 31st evening? arre yaar should I start wishing you happy birthday a day before you grow old???

Any hoo...hope you have a great time if u r goin partyin...hope you get sleep if your neighbours are partyin...have fun next yr! See you on the flipside...

Peace and remembrance for 26/11...

P.S. - Don't miss Slumdog millionare for the world...surprisingly refreshing movie!

Need a new job?

Spotted on the BBC website :D

Is raat ki subah nahin?

Feeling....Helpless, scared, empty, violated, angry, insignificant....

ATS chief died, NSG commandos died...

People had to go through a list to figure out if the people they have been looking for are still alive...

The cliches from the politicians have started

Pakistan says they were not involved

PM says we will not let this happen again...just like the last time

Shivraj Patil is still the Home minister..incompetent bufoon

Modi and Advani are looking to cash in...oppertunists

Thakrey surface again...his tail between his legs 

Jayanti Natrajan continues her sycophancy....I don't have words for her...I do but can't be spoken in public

Why shouldn't I just let go and give up...I don't know....I don't know if I will...I hope you are not feeling as helpless...

In case you are in Bombay...do me a favor..if you think it is safe, please drop a flower at atleast one of the sites....in rememberance of all those who were not as lucky as us...

Apocalypse

Blood soaked streets

Bullets replacing crackers

Twinkle in the eyes replaced with an emptiness

Breaking news breaking hearts and spirits

Freedom fighters who don't understand freedom

Taking lives to free their souls

Freedom they long for is forever lost

Their guilt will never set them free

Soldiers ready to die for me

stepping in the line of fire

With a flimsy bullet-proof vest

With pride of the country at heart

Politicians taking their customary rounds

Celebrities outraged at talk shows

Journalists hawking their "sources"

News junkies watching the unfolding story

The final assault started 8 hours ago

Taj is up in flames again

Helpless Indians in front of the tube

Wondering what have you done to my home...what did you do to my home

Some more name calling

Now imagine what the conversation will be like..

Mr D: Go and lend more money!
Bank Wala: Don't be absurd..Darling.
Mr D: Don't talk to me like that you are not my wife....Go lend money
Bank Wala: Darling that is just not feasible. We need liquidity!
Mr D: Stop fucking around with my economy! You are screwing up the confidence, this has never happened before!
Bank Wala: Go to hell...err....Darling

Suspended Animation

Her white skin was gleaming under the bright sunlight. Enjoying everyone’s attention, her huge black eyes held every gaze directed at her. She was a traffic stopper alright. But then her master turned up and struck her hard with a stick and everyone moved on. Her famous last word still echo in the emptiness…..MOOOOOOOOOO.

Down Poison

Struggle with your life's purpose at night
vow that the next morning will begin the change
Start the next day just like the day before
hoping the change will find you...somehow

Pick your poison, drink it down
Numb your senses, dumb the world down

You detest the framework you are given
The set of rules to live and be judged by
You end up being bound by the rules
Measuring your happiness and success...like everyone else

Pick your poison, drink it down
Numb your senses, dumb the world down

You had promised yourself, you won't be just another soul
Wandering the streets with a smiley stamped across your face
Now between shopping binges and loud music
You nod and smile at no name faces

Pick your poison, drink it down
Numb your senses, dumb the world down

And then you finally make your peace
The last moments, before you hit the ground, set you free
But what will they say? How will they cope with it?
You will forever be the one not talked about...the human stain

Pick your poison, drink it down
Numb your senses, dumb the world down

Your alarm clock is signaling a new start
Welcome to the strange
Welcome to what happened yesterday
Welcome to your life...

Same shit, New day...

Courage under fire

They lined both sides of his path to salvation. He charged ahead, ducking and weaving. Their arsenal was never ending, their aim wasn’t the best. Splinters of their ammunition were as dangerous as the ammunition. At least he was spared the sound of them loading and firing. The earth shattering universal noise of spitting …AAACHHTTTHOOOO

Aspirations

Blazing like a shooting star
setting the night sky alight
the beautiful celestial shower of light
Illuminating everything, albeit for a split second

or

The flickering flame
One that doesn't take heed to what the wind tells it
The flame that lasts a lifetime
only enlightening ones who bother to come near enough

So who do YOU want to be?

Soothing light at the end of the tunnel

Sitting there in the dark room
Damp and stale air circulating in his lungs
Tired, dried and painful eyes
Adjusting to the solitary beam of light in the room

Bound by ropes since eternity
He had stopped struggling against them
But the light reminded him of what he could be
The light was where he wanted to get to

The flimsy ropes gave way under his gentle tug
He was free from all that was holding him from his destiny
His weak limbs carried him to the door
His face partially illuminated by the sunlight

He rushed into the thin wooden door
The cool breeze running through his hair reminding him what it meant to be free
His feet missing the familiarity of the damp ground
His mind scared of the uncertainty

The wind started hitting his face harder and faster
He was where he always wished to be
Only to realize he had been waiting for his end
He was found washed up on a beach a few kilometers from his light tower.

P.S. the title is from a Metallica song - "No Leaf Clover" - The soothing light at the end of the tunnel, is just a freight train coming your way.....

cricket buzz

Some words just don't work in cricket :)

Demon Barber

Sitting there with your life your barber’s hands, you wince when he says “Oh Shit”. You can feel the warm fluid drip from the back of your ear. You will have to live with it for the rest of your life. Your favorite white shirt will forever be tainted with the purple hair color!

:P what did you think happened?

For a cause

Manu had posted this link on his blog...do have a look ....some people need the money more than you..and as Manu put it...it is not charity, you get the cash back....

Bird of prey

Another bomb blast. He will have lots of stuff to feast on. Ah! the perfect moment, A woman is sitting in the pool of blood and tears, wailing for her dead 6 year old. He has a smile on his face, a good day indeed. It is almost time, time for some more breaking news.

Whats in a name...

I love British names :D