Myth or Fact: Heaven

Had a great relaxing trip to Lonavla last weekend.

For those, who are tempted to ask, "How was it?"

Read Silly! Great and relaxing! :)

We had a fun ride, a free farm house, let the first drops of Lonavla rain touch our face and with it the breezing clouds passing through us, danced crazy in the rain with the wet grass beneath, shivered in the cold to watch a long beautiful sunset over Duke's nose, drank till 3 am in the morning, had a great laugh, woke up lazy the next morning, bonded, played some good music, lazed around some more, and of course, had yummy food.

Sounds like heaven, doesn't it?

For once, the myth came real

Unreasonable Melody

Something aches, through the depths

And shallow layers of this heart

Know it all I do, mend it how I don't

There is hope, someone says

Cling badly to the hope, for days

A deep breath, and soul is beckoned

What's the solution?, with it, I reckon

Let time take its casual turn,

Let destiny create its magic churn

Confused & dejected, when would I see?

Simplicity sounds the answer

Complexity acts the dancer

Break noisy things, I wish a two

Make me free, someday will who?

The Friendly Stranger Path

A conscious effort, a terrific farce

Matters of friendship never be so scarce

Until eternity, we once toasted

Dawn awakens & we never boasted

Wonder where we end up today

No trust, forget the love born one day

Let down again and yet again, I did feel

Why didn't you ever attempt, on our friendship, an unbreakable seal?

Disposable I be, fail to see the truth, you did betray

Better things in life lead your heart astray

I wish for a friend, never does he leave

Plenty things he may have, up his sleeve

Not through life and death, but through the bits in between

Doesn't seem difficult, for I believe I do truly deserve

The friendship unfulfilled by you

The promises broken all through.

2 faces in the mirror

Passing thoughts --

Some people are really good at talking, but phoos-phoos when it comes to action

Some people are good protectors of others, but obvious killers of themselves

Some people can be charming to many, but tedious to their own imges

Some people can be real sweethearts, but make you wish they stood in the line of intelligence

Some people can be extraordinary leaders, but terrible disciplinarians.

One word underlies all the above limitations. One word decides whether you cross over to extraordinary life or mediocre living.

Insecurity.

Breaking News

I had yummy mangoes today!

Yesh! The sole objective of this post is to make you mango-lovers-not-had-any-yet JEALOUS!

Muaaahahahaahahahahahahaha!!

*Evil Grin*

Taking Sides

I was watching this nice movie the other day - Mumbai Meri Jaan and the next day while I was standing at the train station waiting for my train and an old woman in ragged clothes walked by to get a glass of water to wash her face early morning, the thought that immediately went into my head was - 

" How come everyone was quick to criticize Slumdog Millionaire for showing the 'wrong side' of India and Bollywood producers make movies on the supposedly 'wrong side' all the time and the only reviews they get are 'great movie dude!" Remember Page 3, Company et al?

Some might argue, those movies are not paraded on International Stage the way Slumdog Millionaire was. It's all about perceptions. Think about TRPs. The breaking news today was more focussed on Sheetal Mafatlal getting arrested and someone from within the family tipping off the customs because of a Family feud. There was another breaking news - something about Patil and murder charges. I never got to see the news on that because all the while the 'news' was focussed on Mafatlal story. Why do you think? Oh, nothing like a top notch family feud! Get's TRPs. All about perceptions. People might complain about how the wrong news is focussed upon, but the fact is they would watch the Mafatlal story with more interest than a government servant (read: minister) and murder charges. All about perceptions. 

So the world might think 'wrongly' about India having looked at the 'wrong side'. 

So my question - right side, wrong side, it's both sides. Why bother hiding what's real and in your face, really?

I remember a British National writing a letter to the PMO asking if the beggar market reality in India, shown in Slumdog, is for real and the PMO promising to investigate the same. Now, we all know it is for real, just that it's an open secret. 

Some secrets can be a bigger blot on India's progress than what a movie made by someone not from Bollywood, methinks. 

Mealsothinksinkeywords - Karan Johar, International, fancy, not so real, reeks millions. Eh? Seriously?

Unleashed Beauty

Nothing about this night is empty & dark

A different life emerges with a winning spark

Is it the man with his unleashed canine

Or the boy teaching free riding to his mate so feminine?

Peaceful white clouds in the bright daylight 

Take on an armour of evil in the twilight

One wonders which one be the facade

Is it just the clouds or a man after a decade?

A gentle breeze calms the night philosopher

Throw her head back & laughs, she does at the Knight in Shining Armour

Predictable is the light, whilst darkness be opposed

Which of the two, embody her, does she suppose?

Light be her heart, dark be her mind

Her soul be colourless but could it actually be kind?

Leashed by endless descriptions, seems so passé

Breaks into dusk, fearless this lassie