It may be her story.
But it’s not only her fight.
For no household can deny the existence of a mother, daughter or wife.
It was 19 years ago that he committed the crime.
And if not sent to the gallows,
Would encourage others to fallow line.
How then with so many Rathore’s on the loose,
Could anybody be in peace.
When almost every day their loved ones have to walk on the streets.
If we take it to be our duty to protect those dearest to our eyes.
We must necessarily unite and fight for their right to life.
For if this phenomena goes unchecked,
It will put in peril those dearest to our eyes.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
picto-real
It’s funny that I am 23,
And being single is not my cup of tea.
But as fate would have it,
I am yet to meet that special being.
People say that I only speak.
Without putting up an act I shall never meet.
But then that’s me.
That’s how I have always been.
For I don’t want to deceive.
Because if I do what use would the relationship be.
She would never really know ME.
Or know how I feel.
I therefore refuse to kneel.
Will be patient to keep it real.
Hope the day is near.
And being single is not my cup of tea.
But as fate would have it,
I am yet to meet that special being.
People say that I only speak.
Without putting up an act I shall never meet.
But then that’s me.
That’s how I have always been.
For I don’t want to deceive.
Because if I do what use would the relationship be.
She would never really know ME.
Or know how I feel.
I therefore refuse to kneel.
Will be patient to keep it real.
Hope the day is near.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
why so indifferent ???
With power comes responsibility, but what happens when there is a failure to realize who the power really rest’s in. This thought came to the forefront when I was going through various news channels on the 26/11/09, that’s one year after the terror strikes the rocked Mumbai.
There was considerable debate on how inappropriate the behaviour of some members of parliament was. Initially I joined the chorus, but then a question came to my mind. Who put these people there? Was I/we in any manner responsible? Did I do any research on the candidates who fought from my constituency or was I content after seeing which party they belonged to before I voted for them. Did I give a patient hearing to people serious about change who came knocking on my doors with manifestos? True giving time to hear everyone out takes a lot of asking, but then since we have the power to choose, we also have the responsibility to look after our own interests. Don’t we?
Second thing which made the realization more apparent was that after sometime of watching the news I realized that the focus was on the The Taj and The Oberio, and the C.S.T had been pushed to a corner. Now the news anchor may have reason to visit these places on a regular basis, but i don’t think the common man does. This I think was not in good taste, and if unintentional someone ought to be thinking more. But what is my reaction to this. I continue to watch the news, so as to ensure that anybody keeping a tab on the MRT’s does not have reason to believe that they ought not to have treated the matter in such a lop sided manner. If only I was not so indifferent.
There was considerable debate on how inappropriate the behaviour of some members of parliament was. Initially I joined the chorus, but then a question came to my mind. Who put these people there? Was I/we in any manner responsible? Did I do any research on the candidates who fought from my constituency or was I content after seeing which party they belonged to before I voted for them. Did I give a patient hearing to people serious about change who came knocking on my doors with manifestos? True giving time to hear everyone out takes a lot of asking, but then since we have the power to choose, we also have the responsibility to look after our own interests. Don’t we?
Second thing which made the realization more apparent was that after sometime of watching the news I realized that the focus was on the The Taj and The Oberio, and the C.S.T had been pushed to a corner. Now the news anchor may have reason to visit these places on a regular basis, but i don’t think the common man does. This I think was not in good taste, and if unintentional someone ought to be thinking more. But what is my reaction to this. I continue to watch the news, so as to ensure that anybody keeping a tab on the MRT’s does not have reason to believe that they ought not to have treated the matter in such a lop sided manner. If only I was not so indifferent.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Citrus pipe
Neither will I seek.
Nor will I hide.
I will only smile.
Neither will I speak.
Nor will I hide.
But I will stand by.
Neither will you know.
Nor will you try.
To find out why.
Nor will I hide.
I will only smile.
Neither will I speak.
Nor will I hide.
But I will stand by.
Neither will you know.
Nor will you try.
To find out why.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
introspect
I just can’t speak to those,
Who can’t speak the proper English you know.
But he still is able to convey his thought?
Right. But that’s not all;
One surely must know what grammar is all about.
Ya. But what do you think language is all about.
Wasn’t it made so that we could convey our thoughts?
And that’s what it really is all about.
Then why insist on the proper flow.
It would still convey the same thought you know.
Who can’t speak the proper English you know.
But he still is able to convey his thought?
Right. But that’s not all;
One surely must know what grammar is all about.
Ya. But what do you think language is all about.
Wasn’t it made so that we could convey our thoughts?
And that’s what it really is all about.
Then why insist on the proper flow.
It would still convey the same thought you know.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Vice
In the midst of what’s called life.
I met this vice.
It was called life.
For the first time I saw myself recline.
Just be me and enjoy.
No need to hide behind, I was for a few minutes alive.
My breath had a new life.
And my limbs were not tight.
I suddenly felt I could fly.
It was as if time stood by.
Laughing quietly as I stood alive.
Wondering where I had been all this while,
All I could do was smile.
Oh boy, this vice.
I thank you so much for this life.
I met this vice.
It was called life.
For the first time I saw myself recline.
Just be me and enjoy.
No need to hide behind, I was for a few minutes alive.
My breath had a new life.
And my limbs were not tight.
I suddenly felt I could fly.
It was as if time stood by.
Laughing quietly as I stood alive.
Wondering where I had been all this while,
All I could do was smile.
Oh boy, this vice.
I thank you so much for this life.
Monday, October 12, 2009
She
Yes I see that she is pretty,
And yes she does have a wonderful smile.
But have you ever wondered what lies beneath those eyes.
Yes I can see,
That she’s got sex appeal.
But have you ever wondered that she is just like you under.
No I am not mad
Why what did you think?
That she is not a human inside.
And yes she does have a wonderful smile.
But have you ever wondered what lies beneath those eyes.
Yes I can see,
That she’s got sex appeal.
But have you ever wondered that she is just like you under.
No I am not mad
Why what did you think?
That she is not a human inside.
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