friedtemper

TIME TO SAY Sarah Brightman and Andrea Boceili

2010-01-14T02:11:00.000-08:00

When I'm alone I dream of the horizon and words fail me.
There is no light in a room where there is no sun
and there is no sun if you're not here with me, with me.

From every window unfurls my heart
the heart that you have won.
Into me you've poured the light,
the light that you found by the side of the road.
Time to say goodbye.
Places that I've never seen or experienced with you.
Now I shall, I'll sail with you upon ships across the seas,
seas that exist no more,
it's time to say goodbye.

When you're far away I dream of the horizon and words fail me.
And of course I know that you're with me, with me.
You, my moon, you are with me.
My sun, you're here with me with me,
with me, with me.

Time to say goodbye.
Places that I've never seen or experienced with you.
Now I shall, I'll sail with you upon ships across the seas,
seas that exist no more,
Both I'll revive them with you.
I'll go with you upon ships across the seas,seas that exist no more,
I'll revive them with you.
I'll go with you.
You and me.

NASSEUN DORMA

2009-12-08T07:26:00.001-08:00

Nobody shall sleep!... Nobody shall sleep!

Even you, o Princess, in your cold room,

watch the stars, that tremble with love and with hope.

But my secret is hidden within me,

my name no one shall know...

No!...No!... On your mouth I will tell it when the light shines.

And my kiss will dissolve the silence that makes you mine!...

(No one will know his name and we must, alas, die.)

Vanish, o night! Set, stars! Set, stars!

At dawn, I will win! I will win! I will win!

Back to blogging

2009-12-02T06:40:00.000-08:00

Been a while since i posted my last blog....have been leading a boring life...work-home-work cycle and i am now getting jaded for sure.. My show doing really well and the bosses think i am more than alright so waiting for that increment :)
Have to thank my Adi for inspiring me to blog again and i have decided that being a guy from the visual media i must incoroprate pictures on my blog so will look at all the old stuff and paste pictures everwhere- makes the blog more interesting...
What else, well in a relationship now...Met a really nice girl, used to be my junior in college...met her after 8 yrs and hit it offf...completely over the ex now...so those sad blogs now can be archived.
for now, need to go back to doing the next show....so until later
Vee

Since then

2009-08-15T12:28:00.000-07:00

Time has since passed into the dawn of our lives,
And yet there seems to be lingering thought,
If only I could pick a parched leaf,
And quench its thirst and turn it over,
Into a seed of a better tomorrow,
And the tiniest speck of dust,
Would be washed away,
Into the ground beneath and,
Hold the roots, of the fledging seed.
Time has since passed into the dawn of our lives,
And yet there seems a lingering weight,
Of things done and not,of the summers gone by and winters remembered,
Of the blossoms forgotten and rust remained,
The words held and spoken,
Wishing for direction, seen and followed,
Blind to hope and embracing nothing.
Time has since passed into the dawn of our lives,
And yet there it seems to be lingering,
And end that could have been better.

The mirror

2009-08-15T12:25:00.000-07:00

It stands alone in the dark room,
Unseen and used like a birds old nest.
Waiting for an end that is never to come.
It always speaks the truth,
Even at the age that it is in,
It reflects and shines if,
some one admits to its age.
an old mirror it is,
Staring through the dark room,
It confirms to the light,
Picture it shows of what is and will never be,
unlike a photograph that captures age,
But grows old with you.
Yes it is the mirror,
And it is not scared,
For even if shattered into thousand pieces,
It will still reflect,
And stare back in defiance.
You keep it in a dark room,
So that none can see,
But how can you hide it forever,
For the aging image will someday be seen.

An ode to Dhano

2009-07-14T03:59:00.000-07:00

The skies have finally and truly opened up in Mumbai.The city is flooding, the rivers are crossing their danger mark, the navy is on alert, people are being relocated, cars are swimming in water and people are collecting infections as they wade through the flood. For Mumbai, its a perfect day of floods and all is good.. So, while I absorb the rains into the soles of myshoes and my nice cotton socks, I remember all those perfect rainy days spent in manipal in the company of my Dhano
Oh yes Dhano, She could moan and scream like no other I have know before and she loved to get naughty on a rainy day where i would beg her and do the drill diligently until she finally agreed to relent to my desires.
Dhano is legacy- as old as Basanti's horse- probably even older, she continued to breath...most of the times in gasps, I do remember hearing sighs. Dhano has been in the family for so long as i remember. My uncle brought her bright red and shining when she first came out of the factory somewhere in Karnataka. He rode her long before she was handed over to my brothers until they got fancier and gave her up to me...
For a poor student in manipal, Dhano was a luxury. My shoes lasted longer, thanks to her...er too much credit, probably not but atleast she helped me escape the long rock climbs that I had to do in the rocky terrains of Manipal. It was a love story, she would announce my arrival long before i came into view...." I can hear Vicky's bike' Adithi would say and the 1900 model of Kinetic would zoom into my college gates with me on top of her.
Speaking of adithi, I dont think dhano ever had too much of a liking for her...There was this one spot in Manipal outside Manipal house where she would stop and refuse to start...but that was only when adithi would be the pillion rider. Spooky, every time we passed Manipal house, dhano would stop...it was like she was waiting for another ghost bike to exit from that gate...a long lost lover that might have reached the scrapyard long before their story could bear fruit.
Dhano probably belonged there, but i did not have the heart to give her up. Dhano drank and how...she could finish a litre of petrol faster than a mallu drinking toddy. And she loved the petrol pump, where she would eye the nozzle of the pump with such longing and take in as much as i could afford.
Oh what a bike she was, the weather gods loved her too...every time i sat on her, it would rain...and once when i and adithi went chasing peacocks through the country side, she was the epoitome of support... not stopping a single time through the whole journey.
At the end though when her engine got all smoky and i thought she would burst into flames...she did not...she lived on
Oh my lovely red bike Dhano...I handed her over to my uncle after i finished my stint in manipla...but on a rainy day like this i still think of her...

Hear me out by frou fro

2009-02-16T00:30:00.000-08:00

another song that i love...

I join the queue on your answerphone
And all i am - is holding breath
Just pick up i know you're there
Can't you hear - i'm not myself

Oh go ahead and lie to me
You could say anything
Small talk will be - just fine
Your voice is everything
We owe it to love
And it all depends on you

So listen up - this sun hasn't set
I refuse to believe that it's only me feeling
Just hear me out - i'm not over you yet
It's love on the line can you handle it

So how do i do normal
The smile i fake - the permanent wave of
Cue cards and fix it kits
Can't you tell - i'm not myself
I'm a slow motion accident
Lost in coffee rings - and fingerprints
I don't - wanna feel - anything
But i do And it all comes back to you

So listen up - this sun hasn't set
(I refuse to believe that it's only me feeling)
Just hear me out - i'm not over you yet
(It's love on the line can you handle it?)

So listen up
Look at me straight
Just hear me out
Don't make me wait
I'm not myself
I can't take this Love's on the line
Is that your final answer

I join the queue on your answerphone
And all i am - is holding breath
Just pick up i know you're there......
So listen up - this sun hasn't set
(I refuse to believe that it's only me feeling)
Just hear me out - i'm not over you yet
(It's love on the line can you handle it?)

The old tree

2009-01-23T06:41:00.000-08:00

In the old forest stood a tree,
And many seasons it had seen,
The shine of summer and the love of spring,
The chill of winter and all those wet winds.

And happy it stood through all the ages,
And wise he thought, all he had seen,
His peeling bark,
Was the wisdom it deemed?

But one day two sparrows perched on its branch,
And a little home they built,
Of grass and twigs and two little eggs,
Joyful they seemed.

The change of moon,
And seasons spent,
The hatch of eggs,
And soon wings beget.

On the old oak,
Many a summer the birds drew,
As their fledglings flocked,
They built another nest anew.

And all this the oak watched,
One with these sparrows,
Home for them,
Not just a tree.

Oh, how much joy,
In these small things,
no glory or pride,
Just love in hearts reside.

Together in the darkest of rains,
One in sunshine,
No solitary pain,
The sparrows’ strength.

From acorn to tree,
In a century,
The oak had never seen,
Love so profound.

Many a birds had built nests,
But he always knew,
Just a stop on a long journey,
For these birds always flew.

Come back they never would,
Unlike these sparrows,
Who perched on his branches,
And old they grew.

As age turned for one to many,
The eggs would not come,
But the birds stayed still,
From old things into new.

At last came a day,
No morning for one of the pair,
The other flew into sunshine,
Waiting for its love to join in the gail.

It fluttered and flapped,
Bidding for a chirp,
From its love,
In vain, in vain.

Exhausted, the bird flew,
Back into the nest
And one last breath it drew.
On the old oak tree.

And then thundered a gale,
Came from the skies,
It shook the three,
With all its might.

The nest of love,
Fell to the earth,
Mixed with the mud,
And swept by the water.

All this the oak watched,
Through his own grief and pain,
A new lesson came,
Of death and love.

Journeys begin when lovers meet,
Transcend in death and beyond,
Love is so powerful,
Even in death it is found.

And so the old tree,
Stood there and witnessed time,
And never again of wisdom,
Its leaves sang.

I wish I could just punch some one

2009-01-20T05:28:00.000-08:00

Its been some time since i last wrote something on my blog...haven't been able to do the follow ups on the chakras but have been posting poetry's for a bit (they are easier to write). Well today, I just want to rant...so no better than this space which no body really reads :) how embarrassing for me.
I wish I could just punch someone really hard, the last year has been so hard for me, though things did begin to settle down towards the end and this year looks brighter and better but still it does get frustrating at times.
People sure do have the knack of getting on my nerves, half wits who cannot distinguish between present tense and present continuous tense telling me how to write in English. For Christ sake you may be forty and up there but that is no reason why your English is better than mine. If any one else does read this please excuse my language i am not really being loyal to queen right now.
Why cant people just do their own thing instead of butting into other peoples business, I certainly blame madame Ekta Kapoor for this. Her shows just made minding other peoples business really cool. I would have shot her in a free world.
So now I am going to put all my frustrations out of me...
1) I am f#$^ing not doing anything for love. that's it people- I am so done with love and in any case for most it does not exist. I know so many men and women who have professed undying love for their partners and have ended up sleeping with the partners best friend. Please don't insult love by saying 'I love you' until and unless you are mighty sure. Raising someones hope is a bloody crime. I believed someone so much. end result i quit two jobs, still paying the credit card company and still hung up on the person.
2) I am going to be super selfish. God save the people who are going to be bitten now, the 'I am a nice boy' days are OVER. You mess with me and I will give it back to you. No vengeance or anything but I am not allowing any one to put me down ever again.
3)I am all alone. I have realised this fact. The sooner accepted the better helps in not looking anywhere else for emotional, mental, physical support.. The days of best friends are over.
4) There is no sanctity in sex. Every body is doing it with every body else, so why be left out in the race. Great if you find some one who has passed my clause 1 but if not no need to be left behind and be a loser. Yea but also applies is, please dont get yourself a disease and have good taste. Again sex with random people also will make me a loser. Thats not happening. So days of moping and passion are over. Sex is now like food for. want it have it.
5) Drink- you need not save money to buy someone a gift. bad idea to be around people who are impressed with gifts. Am I not gift enought for you? so find people like this, i am sure there are many around.
6) Go on a self PR drive and take credit for your work and care a rats ass about things.Thats the only way to grow in your career. I do good work so no problem in that area but yea modesty is now out of the window.
7) Assert yourself, thats about it for this one.
8) No quitting jobs and making decisions for some one else- that sucks ask me. so no doing this ever again. find some one who will quit their own job instead and do all the things that i refuse to now to do.
9) Be happy, there is no other way to exist.

Well with this written I am sure feeling good but i still wish i could punch someone. My dear vicky, golden rules i am not breaking. I am so sure there will be more tomorrow.. but for today i am complete

on the long road home

2009-01-13T00:02:00.000-08:00

On the long road home,
I walk that beaten path,
Where many a souls journeyed,
And I am on that road,
All by myself, clear skies and dusty road.

Destiny, does it lie at the end?
Oh traveler, within time I will know.
On the long road home,
I am my only friend.

Past, is it far behind me?
With every step forward,
I release all those memories,
On the long road home.

Aware, I don’t believe,
It’s easy to be…
What if I lose my way?
Will I cease to be?

On the long road home,
When the wind blows,
The dust wipes my face,
And I am on that road,
Lined by leaves of the old…

Wish, I could fly,
But there on the road,
No wings lie,
For its an old road,
And home can only be walked to.

zero 7- destiny

2009-01-09T05:00:00.000-08:00

Lyrics to Destiny :
I lie awake
I’ve gone to ground
I’m watching porn
In my hotel dressing gown
Now I dream of you
But I still believe
There’s only enough for one in this
Lonely hotel suite

The journey’s long
And it feels so bad
I’m thinking back to the last day we had.
Old moon fades into the new
Soon I know I’ll be back with you
I’m nearly with you
I’m nearly with you

When I’m weak I draw strength from you
And when you’re lost I know how to change your mood
And when I’m down you breathe life over me
Even though we’re miles apart we are each other’s destiny

On a clear day
I’ll fly home to you
I’m bending time getting back to you
Old moon fades into the new
Soon I know I’ll be back with you
I’m nearly with you
I’m nearly with you

When I’m weak I draw strength from you
And when you’re lost I know how to change your mood
And when I’m down you breathe life over me
Even though we’re miles apart we are each other’s destiny

When I’m weak I draw strength from you
And when you’re lost I know how to change your mood
And when I’m down you breathe life over me
Even though we’re miles apart we are each other’s destiny

I’ll fly, I’ll fly home
I’ll fly home and I’ll fly home

Feed the birds from Mary Poppins

2008-10-27T00:10:00.000-07:00

Early each day to the steps of Saint Paul's

The little old bird woman comes

In her own special way to the people she call,

'Come, buy my bags full of crumbs

Come feed the little birds,

Show them you care

And you'll be glad if you do

Their young ones are hungry

Their nests are so bare

All it takes is tuppence from you

Feed the birds, tuppence a bag

Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag

Feed the birds,' that's what she cries

While overhead, her birds fill the skies

All around the cathedral the saints and apostles

Look down as she sells her wares

Although you can't see it,

You know they are smiling

Each time someone shows that he cares

Though her words are simple and few

Listen, listen, she's calling to you

'Feed the birds, tuppence a bag

Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag'

Though her words are simple and few

Listen, listen, she's calling to you

'Feed the birds, tuppence a bag

Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag'

Reiki: Know your chakras: Mooldhara (part 3)

2008-10-16T00:56:00.001-07:00

MOOLDHARA CHAKRA

The chakras form an essential part of reiki healing. The are seven main chakras in the body and act as energy centres absorbing energies and forming our personal energy field. Hasth reiki (reiki healing done by placing hands on the chakras) targets the seven chakras by keeping them open. Yes, Chakras tend to close due to problems of the mind, body and the spirit and reiki targets these chakras by giving them positive energy, there by healing ailments that are associated with the improper functioning of these chakras.
These seven chakras are the backbone of the mind, body and spirit and helps them to perform together in a holistic way. Thus healing the chakras are of vital importance in the practice of reiki.
The mooldhara or root chakra is the first of the four lower chakras located at the base of the spine. It is associated with the colour red and relates to the adrenal glands, spinal column, leg bones and kidneys. An imbalanced root chakra gives raise to physical ailments like problems of the feet, legs and lower back. It also makes the person selfish, prone to violence, insecure. The most basic sense of well being is lost if the root chakra is not balanced. Also the root chakras grounds us in physical reality and also gives us solidity and support. It is the foundation of energy. In the spiritual realm, it protects individual integrity establish equilibrium to ascend to higher levels of spirituality.
The general signs that indicate imbalance in the root chakra are restlessness, lack of energy, volatile moods. To heal the chakra, practice grounding.You can also open up the chakra using your hands. sending cho ku rey-sei he ki-cho ku rey combinations also help to balance the mooldhara chakra. a cleansing of 21 days helps balance the chakras completely.

To few words

2008-10-15T01:39:00.000-07:00

Many words flow through a poets pen,
yet fail to express a lovers pain,
is it a broken wing of that flightless bird,
that once soared above the sky's mane.
what of love can we describe, thats unsaid,
but of pain, in its stead,
remains brittle like a shatttered glass,
waiting for the sweepers brush.
Is it like that dessert tree,
far from an oases, a part of which it wants to be,
or is it like the chrysanthemum,
the lonely bloom, a winters child, the only seed.
A lovers pain, a silent tear,
both mix like the sacred heart and the spear.
the agony of love lost is so dire,
that not in love but after we hear,
lonliness, like the temple bells,
one glimpse of one that we hold dear.
A poets pen may flow out of ink,
to write about a lovers pain,
the agony of which there is nothing to gain,
so he writes about the summer love,
that is filled with bliss,
and the story of the one who found love.

autumn

2008-10-13T01:04:00.000-07:00

The dust of autumn and the shades of brown,
the lifeless twig and the fallen leaf,
all dance when the winds waft.
For a moment the leaf uplifts,
dancing to the tune of the merciless wind,
oh how much it hopes to be a part of the shedding twig.
Remember, the songs of spring,
the golden sun and the butterfly wings,
they are all but a distant dream.
As the waft begins to fall,
a saddened leaf sends out wail,
the twig that was once its kin,
snaps its roots and joins the gale.
Settling next to the dying leaf, they embrace.
The dust of autumn and the shades of brown,
the lifeless twig and the fallen leaf.

Reiki: Grounding and all about it (part 2)

2008-10-01T01:56:00.000-07:00

You will always hear healers talking about grounding, and why not? Being grounded is important staying healthy and overall well being. We are constantly interacting with energies around us. A simple hand shake with a colleague is an interaction of energies, talking to a depressed colleague is interaction of energies, commuting in crowded buses on trains also qualifies an interaction of energies. And through these interactions we pick up a lot of negative energies that may manifest itself in the form of mental, physical, emotional or spiritual stress. Grounding is associated with the root chakra or the mooldhara chakra which is located at the base of the spine.
The common manifestation of accumulated negative energy makes one feel drained or tired, irritable, dizzy, sensitive to sound or light, feeling low for no particular reason, heaviness in the chest area or in the head or both, etc. We obviously cannot stop interacting with people so we need to develop a defence mechanism that helps us shed negative energy and keep us in an optimistic and positive frame of mind. Another indication that your body has accumulated negative energy comes from your feet which connects you to the earth, any time you experience an injury on you toe feet or ankle, it may indicate that you need to get grounded.
Grounding removes negative energy from the body and sends it into earth where it is absorbed. Its easy to do and can be done anywhere, anytime. here are some grounding techniques...

Eat root vegetables like potato, turnips, etc helps
Feel the connection with earth, take a walk in a garden , walking barefoot on grass does wonders and is one of the best ways to get grounded. You can also roll on the grass and enjoy the feeling.
Imagining the color red on your feet helps as it is the colour of the root chakra.
Hug a tree, enter twine your arms around the trunk of a tree and imagine the strength of the roots of the tree flow through to you.
Take deep breaths and feel the oxygen fill out your lungs and say a mental prayer that you are being filled with positive life force and negativity is leaving your body. Especially in times of stress remember to breathe.

These simple exercises will help you conquer the day easily and get over the most stressful situations as well. Grounding will keep you fresh and provide energy that cannot be derived from health/energy drinks.

A day for my love

2008-09-30T02:58:00.000-07:00

Valentines day maybe overrated and I do sincerely believe that we must celebrate love every single day. But this once I would like to make an exception and dedicate a day to love that I cherish the most. Love which has made so much difference to my life and has helped me grow and reach depths within myself.
I have been complacent with love more often than not, taking it for granted and putting it through a grinder and pulverise it to a pulp. But love is so strong that it always come out unscathed and intact. YES, love does get shaken but its anchor is so strong and firm that it refuses to leave me, no matter how hard I try to drown it. Apologies to love for all the miseries and knowing me-all the best for more to come. I am sure love understands that drama is an inherent part of me- and how would love grow stronger if there were no drama for love to come to fore?
Love is stubborn at times and has a mind of its own. No matter how I try love doesnt budge and I love this quality of love. Love is honest and has a character, it is upfront as a mirror. Love has no illusions and creates none.
love is sincere and generous, always ready to share more love and spread the joy in all seasons. love can turn the coldest of winters into spring and bring joy to hearts and gladden spirits. Love is beautiful and sacred, it is the sound of the forest on a rainy day or the voice of the breeze at the foothills of a mountain. It is the morning dew on the grass or the lit lamp at the feet of god.
I want to thank love for being a part of me and to love I surrender.
Today, I wish I was with my love but I know my love is always with me.....

Reiki: the life force energy (part 1)

2008-09-30T02:10:00.000-07:00

I remember Reiki coming into 'fashion' when I was around 12 years old, every one I knew was curious about this 'new' therapy that promised freedom from mental and physical illness. Book shops and libraries were filled with books on the art of reiki and people were being attuned in masses to become healers. So much so, people would attune them selves to the first and second degree on the same day while some others became reiki masters over night.
As for myself, the idea of reiki seemed very appealing. Though, at that point of time i didn't really understand what it meant though. I bought a book on the subject and was fascinated that reki could cure people by mere touch. For me it was like magic and something that I definitely wanted to learn. I even remember enquiring about reiki to a 'master' but the amount that he said i would need to become a first degree healer was insane, I wouldn't dare asking my dad for that amount even in my dreams. So I put my thoughts on hold for then and decided to return to the idea when the time was right. Like any 'trend' reiki too faded into oblivion except for a few believers who believe in 'attitude of gratitude'
I returned to the thought after a gap of 10 years, when I found my reiki guru 'Vrunda' who attuned me to the art and gave me a deep understanding what reiki really means and what reiki can do. I am a reiki master myself and have tried helping people heal mentally, physically, emotionally and spiritually through reiki. (I will not dwell into the details of the therapy, those interested in more information can use this link www.lifepositive.com/reiki.html
Reiki works equally well for both believers and sceptics. I have dealt with a number of patients who come to me questioning the therapy and have changed their opinion in the end. Reiki always works, but if you believe and surrender to the energy it works even better.
Anita (name changed) is one of my oldest reiki patients. When she began healing sessions with me, her main area of concern were her knee joints. She attributed the fact to her age (she is in her mid forties) but the trouble lied deeper. Upon scanning her, I realised she easily attracted negative energies which did not get grounded. I gave her reiki on the soles of her feet, her knee joints and opened her root chakra first, consequently opening her other chakras as well following which I thought her techniques of grounding. She felt the difference in about 8 sessions. I need three sessions only to fill her with 'ki' and allow the detox process to begin, following which I opened her chakras. (I will discuss each chakra in detail in consecutive blogs)
She now has absolutely no problem and religiously practices the grounding technique that I thought her.
There are so many others who have experienced the magic of reiki and believe that it has changed the quality of their life. In the series of blogs on reiki I will share all of this with you hoping that the joy of healing can be spread.

on deserving

2008-01-04T04:53:00.000-08:00

i have always believed that we get what we deserve, some times more-sometimes less and we learn to make peace with whatever we have. and i have believed that if i dont get it today, i will get it when the time is right. but then believing is so far removed from the real world. here belief doesnt really have too much place and it hardly guarantees for anything. everyone tell me 'believing in oneself' is the most powerful weapon, especially coupled with the power of prayer. but where do i bracket my belief in the real world, i am so desperate to find a place where it really happens, where belief works.
i know i sound pessimistic, cus i am in that frame of mind right now. today my faith in believing in myself is shaken. i have doubts in my mind about my talent. my confidence is shaken because hard work, sincerity and dedication have been overlooked and i am saddened by the thought of the future. especially, after dreams are dolled out and then snatched away in a single stroke. my faith in believing in myself is shaken. and this pessimissim is shrinking too many times into my thought process, and my belief in my self is shrinking and escapping into the dark annals of my mind that i am not sure that i will be able to rescue it.
i know should bide by my time. but that comes only through belief, not only my own belief but the belief of others in me...that i cannot see. i just wish something nice would come my way. i used to be an eternal optimist and its been weeks now and i havent smiled...

shame on mumbai

2008-01-01T23:37:00.000-08:00

a mob of 70-80 men molesting 2 women on new years night, what are we trying to do? set a record or something or over power New Delhi in a single instance and prove that men in mumbai are bigger shameless fools. first, these men who showed off their bravery need to be caught, stripped, lashed and made to run naked on the streets of mumbai in broad day light. i am a mumbaikar, and have always taken pride in the fact that my city is of one of the safest metros for women in the country. a lady can take the last local from churchgate to virar, climb into a BEST bus full of men, walk alone from bandra station to hill road without any fear. i seldom worry if my female friends reach home late in the night or travel alone in the city. it comes from the innate belief that they are safe.
after all this is mumbai, here the feeling of brotherhood and comradeship is more than in anyother city in the country. i am residing presently in new delhi, i know what a horror this city can be to women, most of my female friends here have been through it and i have witnessed quite a few such incidents myself. and it puts me to shame to know that men in my country can be so disrespectful to women. i wonder that mothers, sisters, wives and daughters of those 70-80 men have been through the same indignation. if they have then the very least they can do is slap their men and teach them some more respect.
Mumbai must not go the New Delhi way, the police needs to act and fast. catch these people and punish them to set record straight for future offenders. after all one the very facts that we as mumbaikars take pride is in the safety that the city offers to its women. and as mumbaikars we must not allow the city to be defamed by such men. if anything the shiv sena should now take out a morcha and punish these offenders in their unique way and for once i will not be dissaprove of the action taken.

New year...so what?

2008-01-01T23:16:00.000-08:00

well, 2008 is here and the word that you hear from most people you meet atleast for the first 5 days of january is 'happy new year.' ok i get it, the earth has finished one more revolution around the sun, you can buy calenders with women/men splattered over it, what the heck somebody who really loves u may even get u a gift...but then whats the whole hype about. years have changed even before Emperor Augustus made the roman calander and thats a lot of years mind it. i wouldnt even go into the details of the numbers of years that have gone by in the history of mankind without anyone going 'yay new year' crap.
i guess new years is just an excuse for some to goto the most happening parties and get sozzled or host the most happening parties where you have the opportunity to get sozzled. when 31st december changes to 1st january nothing really changes, theres still poverty, malnutrition, war and disease in the world. the poor continue to sleep on the streets despite the year changing. and i really really feel bad for the months, the weeks and days of the year. if we celebrate a year thats going to stick around for 12 months then why not celebrate each month and week and day? obviously 1st january 2008 will never come back, the date is done and part of histroy, so why not celebrate the joy of a new day everyday? wouldnt that atleast help us smile more often.
i am not being bitter or cynical or anything, nor am i against new year parties, i have been part of quite a few of them in the past. what makes me cynical is the fact that we celebrate a whole new year on a particular date but dont spread the joy everyday, may be we should do that more often, rather than celebrate the whole year in a single day, let us spread the celebration through the days of the year....