Aaj hawa khaamosh guzri
Koi paigham na tha uske daaman mein
Koi aahat nahi, bas sannata hai
Rooh ke kone kone mein.
Azal se tha jiska intezaar
Woh ajnabee bane baitha hai mehfil mein.
Un tak meri aah bhi na pohonchi
yeh kaisi doori hai dilon mein.
haathon mein paimana liye hain woh
Aur do boond aasoo bhi nahi hamari naseeb mein.
In english it means:
Today the wind passed by quiet
It did not carry any message for me.
There was silence and stillness
In every corner of my soul
The one I have been waiting for since eternity
Is being just a stranger in the gathering
He cannot even hear my sigh
Why is there such distance between hearts
He sits holding his glass of wine
And I am not destined to even two drops of tears.
:-) Thats the best I could do
This is to give shape to my thoughts, every kind, big and small, sweet and bitter, important and mundane, of love and life, of heart and mind, real and ideal and everything that is close to me...and see how this piece of he'art' turns out;-)
Friday, September 28, 2007
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Dad's Music
I listen to almost all the music I have all day...thats the way I like it and it probably runs in the blood..I am always reminded of my days as a child..Our home was simple nothing too jazzy in the entire house except for the Philips Record player and a small yet excellent collection of records...I can even count them on my fingers and name them to this day...
The day would begin either with SP's Shiva Stuti and Lingashtakam or Sri Bhadrachala Ramadas Krithis....and on some evenings after coming back from work dad would have his glittering peg of whiskey in the comforting company of my mom, with one of his records playing and some times friends came over and joined us...there are many things that I love about those days when I was may be less that ten...and one of them is the music..to this day I love that collection..and regret not having saved those records and the player. Soo many memories attached to it..
There were a couple or may be three records of Cerrone, three of Boney M, one of ABBA, one of Beegees, there was the Kraftworks Man-Machine, one of Usha Uthup pop, one Ananda Shankar and one Biddu Collection. That was the collection and I knew the words of every song and the tunes of each one embedded in my mind along with the memories:-).
The day would begin either with SP's Shiva Stuti and Lingashtakam or Sri Bhadrachala Ramadas Krithis....and on some evenings after coming back from work dad would have his glittering peg of whiskey in the comforting company of my mom, with one of his records playing and some times friends came over and joined us...there are many things that I love about those days when I was may be less that ten...and one of them is the music..to this day I love that collection..and regret not having saved those records and the player. Soo many memories attached to it..
There were a couple or may be three records of Cerrone, three of Boney M, one of ABBA, one of Beegees, there was the Kraftworks Man-Machine, one of Usha Uthup pop, one Ananda Shankar and one Biddu Collection. That was the collection and I knew the words of every song and the tunes of each one embedded in my mind along with the memories:-).
Monday, September 24, 2007
We are the Champions!!!!!!

Its like every Indian Cricket Fan's dream come true...Our team is the holder of the ICC World Cup Twenty20 2007 and what a way to win it....You could not ask for more action than that from a Final. We love India VS Pak matches soo much for this very reason..they put up a tough fight...and today it really felt like the clash of the Titans and its no exaggeration...Last four overs of Pakistan's innings were the most unpredictable and the most nerve wrecking....The real fear sank into the Indian fans in the 16th over when Misbah earned his team three sixes in a single over but to keep our spirits high their wickets were falling from time to time too...In the last over the very thought that a six can break and a wicket can make the Championship for us left me breathless..both were equally possible considering the trend of frequesnt sixes and falling wickets..
......and We Won!!!!....Congratulations to our team and to every Indian...
Friday, September 21, 2007
Nami
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
'Coffee and Cigarettes'

This was my first Jim Jarmusch 'experience' and it was partly commonplace while some parts were highly gripping. There was evidence of the extraordinaire at work in certain segments. The movie consists of eleven short stories all set in different goegraphical locations , all in black and white and consisting of a couple or three actors almost all playing themselves.
What is consistent is the fact that white and black colors alternate in sublte ways through out. The situation in every story is the same...the characters having a conversation over ..u guessed it ....Caffine and Nicotine and that too in large doses and on checkered tables. They are all different stories but connected in many ways and also some words and ideas are repeated like the line ' Nicola Tesla percieved the Earth to be a conductor of acoustical resonance' and this may well be the theme of the movie. The things that connect us all above all. Atleast that is how it appeared to me.
Also a couple of the stories beautifully potray the complexities of relationships and human nature. All in all at the first look the movie is pretty ordinary it may seem, but then if u look deeper it says a lot. But I should warn you, there are chances that some of you may hate it too. So don't curse me if u picked it up and hated it.:-)
Sunday, September 16, 2007
My September
Come Septemeber come,
Shower on me leaves
That look like flakes of Sun.
Let go, let go.
Everything that was not meant to be,Let go.
Bare yourself of all that is old
and fill the streets with the color of gold.
Whisper sweet nothings
Every time I kiss you with my feet.
Send a whiff of cool breeze
and plant a kiss on my cheek.
Friday, September 14, 2007
I wanna go home
Michael Buble - Home
Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm
Maybe surrounded byA million people
I Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
And I’ve been keeping
all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that
Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm,
Mmmm,
I’ve got to go home
Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home
And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me'Cause this was not your dream
But you always believed in me
Another winter day has comeAnd gone away
In even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home
And I’m surrounded byA million people
IStill feel all alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
Let me go home
I’ve had my runBaby,
I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all be all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
'It'

Where do i begin? where did i begin?I turn back and see nothing. Its just mist everywhere and I think I have crossed 'it'. I look forward again and hope to look where I am heading. Sun is shining and I am hoping it will be my guide...but it has been nothing but blinding bright. Now I am lost and stranded where I stand. Nothing to go to and nothing to look back at. All I have is the ground beneath my feet. Its the only real thing I am looking at. I cannot stand here any longer. I have to take a step at a time into the unknown and discover more ground. As I walk it all becoms more real and the Sun is not blind folding me nomore. And no I haven't missed 'it' nor crossed 'it'. It has been by me all the time I just could not see 'it'.
Monday, September 10, 2007
Pray for Hyderabad
I love hyderabad too much..Its my home and I thought it to be the safest place to be...but past few months have been shattering for everyone who had a connection with the city. It had hardly recovered from the devastation caused by the blasts and people were just coming to terms with the disaster and now the falling of the flyover and the number of deaths it has causd had shaken the entire city yet again. This place is hadly a mile away from where my family stays and it scares me how close we are to the unthinkable and the unbearable. I dont feel safe anymore..home doesnt feel safe any more and its not a nice feeling:-(
I only pray that God intervenes and helps us that such a thing may not happen again...its too difficult to take it anymore...
I only pray that God intervenes and helps us that such a thing may not happen again...its too difficult to take it anymore...
Friday, September 7, 2007
Go Colts!!!! The Champions!!
Downtown Indianapolis was alll Blue and White last evening...It was the kick off night of 2007 NFL season.....It was an amazingly huge party...Faith Hill singing and Beer flowing everwhere....girls dancing, cameras flashing, friends hugging, lovers kissing and everybodyy cheering Go Colts!!!:-)....Colts are the 2006 champions and the opening event was huge....and the best part we won against the New Orleans Saints...clean sweep...Yippeeee!!!
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Roshni
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Joy

Yesterday evening was a nice one....after a loong loong time it was a merger of all the good things I have been waiting for...There was a live band playing some amazing country music for me...and I was chilling on a blanket in open air under the star studded sky sipping on my Bud smell of hot nachos and Jalepeno Cheddar hot cheese..yummm...and to brighten things further the sky was lit with the 25th sky concert of Indianapolis with some amazing fire works lighting up my evening..and my nine month old daughter danced with all her might and her eyes sparkled with excitement overwhelmed with the colored lights in the sky.... all in all I was happy....Joy visits in different ways:-)......Wishing you all the joys of life.....
Saturday, September 1, 2007
Peace restored

Peace is restored in my heart. I know nothing can ruin the harmony of hyderabad...people who are fighting for peace and togetherness and carry the courage and the determination to strengthen the unity of Hyderabad outnumber the people who are setout to cause disturbances. Not just out number but the majority of Hyderabad and almost the entire youth has voiced its anger and conviction in the form of Peace Rallys in every part of hyderabad. Every person who cared enough has come forward and have shown their concern in anyway they can. They could not take it anymore in silence and have decided to shout out and express their infuriation and I am sure the message had reached the people it was meant to. If this effort of every prson in Hyderabad to restore peace has touched anyone of the people who had killing on their mind its all worth it.
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