HAIKU-Instant Thoughts...

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Instant haiku is probably not the most comfortable forte' I have but still in order to keep the brand going; here it is something I conjured up just now. Don't know what it means... By the way it is my second post on Haiku (more or less the same type). Should I be much better? Waiting for yoour reply...

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H#1
May the tomorrow bring a new sun
For today might not/
have been the brightest.
Let's not opportunities sleep at your doorstep.

H#2
I live in hope, because I live
in the present and/
my heart beats in,
blood and desire; I live in hope.

Hope ya'll like it...

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Weird Thoughts...

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So this is what happened today, while I was about to start writing. I wasn’t sure what to write about. Yes, I couldn’t think of a topic to explore. I mean that seldom happens, right? There were hundreds of topics I wanted to blabber about but all seemed inadequate. Or boring. And I thought I would keep on writing till it forms some kind of an essay and lead me to a direction. Wait a minute, not me; it would lead my piece to a direction. Of course there is a possibility to get lost but I was ready to gamble (Not that my money was on it).

So if you are reading it and finding a topic evolve out of it, trust me that was not on my mind when I started. But after gradual evolution of the random thoughts from the chaos of my mind, it has resulted into this collective inscription of the topic that it bears in its heart. If by this time you’re thinking about what the hell I am and have been talking about. Look no further, my abominable earthlings, you are in perfect sync with my thought process. To sum up; I to don’t have a hell of idea what I am blabbering about.

Actually, this is not exactly unplanned. See I thought I would explore this facet of writing one day. No this is not exactly bullshit (I thought that thought might have occurred to you). This piece is exactly not topic less.  The topic if you look clearly is topic-less-ness. I know that sounds shit. But having no fixed topic is quite invigorating and you should try it once. With no boundaries to speak on, it’s amazing how much the mind conjures up thoughts lying idle in the mind otherwise.

So at the end of this discussion I think this abstract state of writing with no topic at all is absolutely a brilliant topic to write about. Hope you like and share this piece. Quite a conversation I must say.

Cheerios!! Until next time…

Lost in the maze of translation...

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When you wake up, how do you perceive your day? The sun, the trees, the plants and peoples? Does the fresh air sucks everything bad, old and negative from you or is it just another day to go? Another mile to walk.

Your life is a gift and each moment of it is a perceived chance of opportunity. An opportunity to do something, for yourself. But how many do feel that way? How many of you take life as an adventure, a mission to live and breathe and enjoy each and every second that comes in the way. Not many I know. For most of the people it is living another day. A walk of an extra mile, just like yesterday.  For many, the only point of survival is the vision, the compliment of a third person; his or her own life as perceived by a third identity surrounding him or her.

Do you know any such person? I know someone very near to me… ME. Yes there has been times when I too have felt that my life is just as others tell me. Now it’s not quite simple to live as being said that live for oneself. I know that you got to take each day as it comes, but it slips sometimes. You try to transform, translate your lifestyle according to an external locus of identity. That differs from person to person. Hence you keep changing your lifestyle; your life. Until you are lost in the maze of your own identity. It’s hard sometimes to find the true you among the midst of fake faces you live. But that’s the challenge of life. 

Discover, live and enjoy as long as you breathe.

So since I have been through, I know it’s hard. But if you are going through any such phases, trust me. It’s worth digging; because nothing is as beautiful as the original YOU. It’s priceless. It’s Limited Edition.

Until Next time…

Of Vice and Men...

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So Telegana bill was passed yesterday. And there are celebrations as well as some depression in the minds of few people. Now all this can’t be just only from the political perspective, right? I mean when Atal Bihari Vajpayi was in charge, some new states did emerge but how does that change the overall well-being of Indians.  Maybe the power shifts from one hand to another and there may be an ebb or flow in the vote bank but then what else? How does it concur to the sovereign and democratic appearance of India. Breaking and dividing and ruling…come on that is so British Raj.

The pepper-spray may have flowed a bit too far and badly for the minister and the chaos in the house that not only brought the house down but also the world’s eyes on us showed that look we can’t keep our cockiness in our pants. But all this beyond, what are we doing to elevate our status in the world… Saare Jahaan se achcha… Oh! Sure.. But how?

The vote and the hullabaloo around it takes quite the pilot seat while people’s democracy and rights takes a back seat. From rigging the poll booths to buying MLAs; nothing is sacred. And I don’t have a political angle in this, mind you. I am just a regular civilian trying to see the world through my eyes. Nothing is sacred, that is what I find. In sports too, see how tumultuous affairs keep rocking the sports cradle. Be it the match fixing fiasco, IPL scam or Srini’s exit, entrance and actions… nothing is simple in this neo-age of 21^st century.

Then there is Arsenic In the water of the under-developed areas that authorities reject to answer about, Kejriwals question against the governance and that Ambani dude has really got our concern. I mean what can a simple civilian thousand feet away from politics do; except for sit with a steaming cup of coffee and open his big blog world and do the regular chitter-chatter with his fellow blog-lings.

Adios Amigos, my friends….

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An afternoon at Spur

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Hi guys hope you liked my pevious blog post ; my first hindi post. So this one is close to my heart even more because it's about my home-town Jalpaiguri. A very calm town in North Bengal with serene atmosphere where I grew up. So the poetry piece is based on the spur or the bund at the outer side of the town that is lined by the river Karala. Hope you like it. It's also my first photo post; All the images are taken by me on my cam-cell.Ain't pretty good, but workable. So here we go...

An afternoon at Spur

I sat rested at the old banyan tree,

Perched atop the stone strapped bund;

The winds caressing my hair, as it

Passed; the leaves rustled above.

As the sun in front of me, kissed the horizon,

Painted yellow with streaks of red, the sky.

The languid Karala, as though the sun melt;

Glistened like liquid gold, as it passed by.

Wetting the rocks as it strutted on them,

Landed few drops of shivers on my feet.

Like the egrets flying above to abode unknown,

Of unknown places, hidden secrets lie deep.

Far away few children laugh and play,

As household chores keeps their mother at bay;

The evening befalls on the faraway bridge,

Before my eyes, as nature calls it a day.

 So that's it. Hope you like my kala-curry of photo and words... Just keep reading..

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Aam Bharatiya Naari...The Average Indian Women

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Hi guys  this is the first time I am posting a hindi poetry piece in my blog.Only the language is hindi, but the medium is in english. So I hope no one will have that much trouble to go through it once. The piece is on average indian women, their plight, place in the society; where they stand; it's also about the democracy that India wears so valiantly. But mostly it's my concern and questions in my head, the burden of being a man, the sex that bears the taboo, now, of being the violator of modesty of some other group of humans who have the same rights and privileges. Hope that wasn't too much...

Kuch alag dhang ke ,

Kapre  pehni nahi thi, naa hi

Raat gayi nikli thi gharse.

Par dekho toh kaisein uske,

Akelepanki lachari usi par

Padh gaya bhari.

Woh bhi thi ek

aam bharatiya nari.

Padhti thi Khabrein woh

Hum sab jaise hi har roj.

Shunthi thi sab hum jaisein hi

Socha nahi tha khud woh

Shikar hogi unn ki jispe

Rakh diya tha bharoshe ki dali

Woh bhi thi ek

aam bharatiya nari.

Kab tak chup rahenge hum log,

Aaj Nirbhaya toh kal koi aur,

Yeh zehereela saanp dasta jayega har kalko

Har koi sochta rehega, hum toh

Jeetein hain aam zindagi;

Humne kisiki kya hain bigari.

Woh bhi toh thi ek,

Aam bharatiya nari.

Woh bhi thi ek

 aam bharatiya nari.

This is an ode from the core of my heart to those women who had to go through tough times just for one reason. They were women.

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INDIA:AAP se LSD tak....

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And the ordeal of 49 days ended. Some said it was a new beginning while some breathed life. Politicians like Arun Jaitley was quoted saying over Kejriwal’s resignation, the nightmare is finally over. So what’s your take on all of this? Do you literally think that a highlighted resignation can really bring a swipe change in the Jan-Lokpal bill or this over-rated and over-hyped fiasco is just a boost for the vote-Bank of AAP. Although I keep myself at bay from all the political transactions this is quite enigmatic even for a politically numb dhakkan like me . So I keep gazing at the stances of several political honchos at this step of the AAP General and I think what does it take to make such a happening happen. Or is it our biggest disaster of the year, apolitically speaking…

Talking about disasters, LSD got a new meaning few days back and pepper spray got enough attention when Lok Sabha encountered a street like act of spraying on account of sensing danger. I mean, elected candidates my foot. This LSD or Lok Sabha Disaster brings to our eyes the terrible condition of the country run by people elected by us. I mean that’s what happens to a car when driver doesn’t have bare minimum knowledge of gears and brakes. I mean recent Govt. exams suggest that Govt. needs only the best candidate which is why exams like UPSC have such a gruelling question setup. But what the nation forgot to put was a bare minimum qualification to run this country. As a result, a can of spray needs to act as an eye opener.

So what does you see in all of this? What is your take…. The best line probably was reserved for the inventor of the pepper spray. His take… Use ahimsa. That’s the best weapon. As Gandhi said…

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Happy Valentine's blah..blah...blah..

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And the day of celebrating love, like it’s something special, has arrived and although it’s got nothing to do with St. Valentine; who by the way was named a Harlem globetrotter; let’s just say it Valentine’s Day. Don’t ask me why, because you don’t ask, when you celebrate Christmas, whether or not it’s Jesus’s legit birthday, do you now.

So here we are celebrating Valentine’s Day although, few would claim love to be eternal and every day is Valentine’s Day. But let’s cut the senile persons a slack and discuss the more pertinent question why do we? Are you asking the same question here? That means you too are a big bore like me who didn’t have a girl/boyfriend (I just generalised the term. For me its only girl; I swear) for life or a date for this day. Anyways, so here we are dissing those blissed in love, lets God Grace be upon us. But, if you could, just remind me why again the world is engaging in this ritualistic behaviour; I mean when some parts of the world is heavily under water, in another part millions of people sleep hungry the world wakes up for a bright red day.

And if I am not wrong, this is the biggest celebration of any of the hormonal secretion among the thousands of secretions that our body produces. Just a skipped beat and thousands of roses get plucked and millions of money goes haywire in the form of cards, chocolates or other goodies. My point is, is there really a point? I literally don’t get. Yeah, if you’ve not left before this point and continuing with my thought and also not inducted me into a hate club member then thank you. But it’s just that I don’t think a day can really be so over-hyped just because it is associated with an act that in the most basic form of it is the secretion of DOPAMINE. The same hormone that is released when we eat chocolates, listen to music and in few persons cases do drugs. I mean if someday I too have a girlfriend (and the prospects gets bleak with each passing day) I too would love her (that didn’t sound good did they!!!) But sorry, I won’t be able to indulge in a full-fledged ceremonial celebration of this day. Call me unromantic but I think I am realist.

But if you’ve plans today go ahead, no don’t think about what this lonely, only half-senile person just blurted in his blog cause love is in the air (and so are millions of germs and bacterias; but who cares) Happy valentine’s Day.

Until next time…

Retrospective- Some thoughts...

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In all retrospective the past few years of my life seems to be in a bizarre trajectory, the path had its own ups and downs but the curve can never be called a sinusoidal one; nope.  The part below the axis had much more preference than the part above. I think that’s with all of us here; thinking God didn’t give us our fair share of happy with the sad, ups with the downs and so and so. But in actuality, the toughest road seems to be the longest. The darkest night seems to be eternal.

But guess what we need to move on and let time heal our wounds; or rather put an inefficient bandage around so as to give us an assurance that it can be healed. After all not all loses can be redeemed in life and not all bets cashed. But I guess it’s a mutual feeling i.e. all feel the same. If we have here some minded people, can you sort me out something? How’d you feel if there is an opportunity lying for you that you can’t grab? Or you had leave your comfort zone, your niche because of someone else; someone near to you.

I guess it’s all philosophical and hypothetical for some but if you have been through the same ordeal I guess you feel the same void, the nothingness dwelling in your inner self. It’s strange how some days give you tiniest joys and make your day while some days all you are left with is your shadow that thins with each passing hour until raw darkness engulfs it leaving you dark and empty. Just like your inside

Do you ever feel that way?

On a brighter note my readership has buzzed way past the 2000 viewership mark and I thank all my readers who have taken turns and pains to go through this Junkyard of mine for scrapes of my thoughts. Here's to hoping that I keep writing more good stuffs and you keep coming for them more.Ciao.

 Until next time.