wishful thinking

where is the color?
coming in later or sooner?
in the festival cheer,
is there room for fear?
let there be no mind,
washed to be color blind.
let it last the year,
each one is someone's dear.

yet another world...

oh that code's not running,
that report data is not correct,
what about the status report...
Thats how my head sounds for most parts of the day!
and as I sipped my tea right now, flipping to the Times of India, I read the last editorial for today. How much have I ever thought of the people in the newsrooms!(the TV almost being absent from my life, I don't even see any reporters) And am surprised at how hard it hit me when that writer there solemnly declared...
"They say the best and worst thing about a newsroom is that nothing and nobody matters more than tomorrow’s edition."

yet another world...SO different from mine

The End

well...even as this rather BORING weekend comes to an end, I so don't wanna let go of it. I seem to want a little more time, to want to continue doing all the boring things just a little more.
and just like after every single weekend I'm so not prepared to get up and go to work. So much so that I'm sitting here writing this crib talk instead of just falling asleep and making my monday morning a little simpler that whats it going to be.
Well the last sentence seems to give me reason enough to stop typing NOW, but then what the hell! I don't wanna leggo!!!!!!!
whoaaaaaaaa!
well... g'nite!

quantum of solace...

Its so strange how we find solace in other people's discomfort.
most of us have got this forward where they tell you not to feel bad about things, they say think of the boy in Africa who's not eaten for 2 days when you crib about the food you're eating, or think of the poor family living on the roadside when you crib about small house or those 10000 other things they compare your situation with, to convince you that you're living in paradise.
When we think that way we how much time do we end up thinking of the discomfort of the person we're comparing ours with? It just that moment when we end up feeling better and move on.
Its sad how someone else's discomfort is needed to make us feel comfortable. "Well we're not so bad after all."
I don't mean to sound mean, but why should we compare yourselves with someone who's not had the opportunity, the upbringing and facilities we have! Its just not a level ground of comparison!
Their pain should be the reason to move us in ways other this! It should not be used to be present in our mind for only that transitionary moment, it'd rather not be there at all.

do not...

do not feel...
healthy, wealthy and wise!
sigh!

high time!

"Together we can cool it!"

Written on a recycle-reuse-replace bag :)

soaring spirits

in the negative direction!
someone please hit the brakes!

to the smiling lady on the tube

So when you just stepped into the same compartment of the train as me, I thought you were quite as glad as me to see the train relatively empty.
But you continued to smile to the second minute of you being on the train, I thought you were smiling at yourself, thinking the train to be a roller coaster and balancing a straight stand was a trick you were trying to master.
But two stops down and the grin seemed to stay on...
And was there all the way to the 5th stop when I was to get off...
All through I tried to distract myself from the constant noise of the underground, imagining why you were smiling.
Maybe a salary hike, or a new job in the midst of recession, or your favourite icecream waiting for you in the fridge, or a party or a new dress you'd just bought or a complement from a stranger or a 'we're proud of you' from mom & dad or a the best kiss you remember or the jokes that your team at work was cracking or the beautiful solution to a problem at work or just a pretty bunch of flowers...
I dont even remember what all I thought of.
Maybe you just had a smiling face or maybe it was just love.
Makes me think yet again how often do I do this and and how many people on the tube are guessing "what-the-hell-is-she-smiling about!?!".
But all in all I think you should just continue to smile, cause in this season of bad news, we'd all like to atleast feel that the world's not so glum after all.

mantra (of the year)!

yeah... i know its not a time like new years or anything to be putting up resolutions and jazz... but then that's what this is about... i did not want to keep the 'of the year' part either, but then just for the sound of it... see don't we complication for absolutely no reason???
well this is it....

'keep it simple!'

variety?

In the past month and a half, I have seen a number of movies... in different languages.
french, italian, spanish... (with subtitles), and somehow realise that every region has a different way of narration. Its stunning how beautiful the and strong their direction is. Its just another class. Makes me look back at our good old bollywood and feel, wow, we have a completely different style!
I'm happy that I'm not oscillating between the hollywood and bollywood... I'd not have understood the lot of parts I easily overlooked or did not even know existed.
Guess art cannot be ignored.
Diversity adds value.

to be or not to bee

Was watching this movie, but did not seem interesting enough to hold my attention... but in the little that i saw, one dialogue....

Would you want to be a butterfly or a bee??!
Do you want to look pretty and flutter about, attracting everyone's attention or do you want to go about making some honey.

well... can be read in more ways than one for sure! :)

Phoren

After
Pan in Ilford,
Onion Pakodas from Morrisons,
Diwali in Dublin
and
Balaji in Birmingham...
who says, I'm in phoren land.
:P
;)

winter...

is here...
when you realise that cheeks are a part of your body...
when tired feet can make your energy dissipate at an exponentially higher rate...
when breathing looks like smoking...
when you don't care if the layered clothing is making you look fatter...
when juice is not half as much fun as tea...
when its time to pay attention to your fingers... (holds true even for the guys)

extra hour!

suddenly an hour extra in my life...
24 hours for a day are sure not surplus :)

is it kill and conquer?

I'm told most victories are like that... People are killed, and the territory is conquered!

But I thought it was otherwise, I thought it was just about the armies, yes I know that they are also people who end up dying... but when an army is defeated its victory. The people of that land end up working for the victorious, the wealth is that of the victorious... but is there need for still more bloodshed?

I clearly see no point in it. There might be suppression of freedom of the citizens, maybe killing of the rebellion, but helpless, non threatening individuals? I was told the old are killed, the women are targeted! Why? What's the gain? If the new place and its wealth is now yours, aren't the people there too in some sense?

I find it something very difficult to digest. Even in the armies... isn't it victory over the mind and not the body. The minute they surrender, should there be any more killing?

for a change..:)

on a lighter note...

just stumbled upon this one

:)
incurable means... curable from within!

wish...

NOW is the time...

and the earth says...

and while you write,
i attempt to read...
the pattern in the necklace beads,
the flow of life from root to seeds.

and while to sleep,
i try to breath...
the smell of love,
so far yet deep.

and while you talk,
i try to hear...
the sound of energy,so faint but near.

and while you laugh,
i wait to cry...
over all the years gone by.
when life and love and energy were known...
when the leaf would sit the water throne...
and the sun would make you smile not groan.

angel

we're all each other's demons and angels...

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Time will have its fancy...

tomorrow or today!

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is'nt everything we're doing...to be..tobe loved a little more..??

-all parts of this movie called 'before sunrise'