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The Christmas Poem 2007-12-24 01:28:55 Christmas is the time when everybody cheers,All the religions- in both the hemispheres,As all the rich & poor forget their fearsAnd celebrate the festive occasion with food, clothes & beer.This is the time when all foes unite,A universal brotherhood overcomes every fight;Darkness fades away, prevails only lightTruly it can only be a God’s might!The follower of Christ in every part,On this festive day, can’t stay apart-This a time for friendship, no time to hurt,Its all the preparations for a brand new start.The poor families who work everydayBut, now they are happy & gayFor only one day, their happiness stays,What they do is only pray, pray & pray.In India also, the joy is no less,And you can see the spirit in everyone’s face;Though the Hindus are more than the Christ Read more:Christmas
Remember Me 2007-12-23 00:45:42 Do not shed tears when I have gone but smile instead because I have lived. Do not shut your eyes and pray to God that I’ll come back but open your eyes and see all that I have left behind. I know your heart will be empty because you cannot see me but still I want you to be full of the love we shared. You can turn your back on tomorrow and live only for yesterday or you can be happy for tomorrow because of what happened between us yesterday. You can remember me and grieve that I have gone or you can cherish my memory and let it live on. You can cry and lose yourself become distraught and turn your back on the world or you can do what I want - smile, wipe away the tears, learn to love again and go on.*I can't go on. I must go on. I'll go on.----David Harkins----"Time falls like a great wav Read more:Remember
Un-named #01 2007-12-22 00:27:35 My friends ask me, 'Why did you? 'An answer demanded, to which I've no clue, Realise it is futile to struggle on, The only term which can describe me is 'gone'.I wordlessly fade away in tears, My soul has been overshadowed with fears;Only memories in my heart I can keep,Still there're many more miles to go before I sleep! "Time falls like a great wave & hits those who are too weak to prevent it." Read more:named
Taare Zameen Par: Review 2007-12-21 05:43:17 First of all, what I really liked about this movie is the simplicity in acting, none of the actors/actresses tried to act out of their skins. The film's hero, Darsheel Safary, is a talented boy, no doubt, his expressions, acting really portray the work of a professional.The film starts with Ishaan Avasti (Darsheel Safary) being dragged into his school bus after school as he was busy catching fishes from the drain. The boy comes home, and displays a childish tendency to disobey his mother's orders & when being questioned about the exam results, he diverts his attention to other works (coz he has got 2/25 in some paper) & he is ashamed of the fact. The story glitters on as we see our hero bunking school & enjoying his day outside, a symptom that he is someone special, not like th Read more:Zameen
From The Eyes Of A Litter 2007-12-19 14:22:42 (Although “litter” means “rubbish things, garbage” etc, here I’ve used it in the context of a human being )As the dawn breaks in beckoning a whole new day,A shackled life searches for a way to exist,The eternal firmament, seems, but a dusk of gray,The soothing air, just a demented, grisly mist.Sprouting of green leaves never happen in my life;To imagine of tomorrow, hurts like one beastly pointed knife!Lying by the side of the roads, inhaling dusty smokes,With just a shattered gown to warm the soul,These eyes gaze at speeding cars & busy people-my only hopes,As I prepare myself for another battle, holding the blessed bowl.Spits, abuses & awkward stares will be hurled at me,Yet, I cannot, but plead with clasped hands, help this rusted body.Sometimes a note, sometimes a cli Read more:Litter
May Be I'm Addicted.... 2007-12-19 12:55:48 Throughout my 20 years, I have fallen victim to several addictions (not drugs of course, and also not gambling), most of the addictions have been harmful playing crazes, a determination to see the end of the game within a week, or doing stuff that won't lead me anywhere. Here's a summarized list:1) Crazy about Harry Potter & liking everything about the teenage wizard, an addiction in itself, I would buy every available stuff (shirts, pencils, erasers, game CDs & other HP merchandise) & I am not mentioning the books here, as I have gone through the majority of them a zillion times. At one point of time, I was so obsessed that I was prepared to go to Oxfordshire to meet Emma Watson (Hermione Granger) & also audition for a role in the forthcoming movies.2) Then came WWE (World Read more:Addicted
Immobile 2007-12-17 10:24:04 Empty spaces feel me from insideLike a large vacuole engulfing its preyI feel a minute tinge of pain, running down my spineI feel light, I experience something divineBlack shadows encircle me, Communicatingwith my soul, beckoning it to interpret their silent wordsA pale glow pre-dominates in the eyes, Eyes that've seen much, tolerated much, Eyes that've seen every loving touch,The blackenend blood winds its way upto the poisoned heartSending pulses for it to relieve the body of any more misery.People around me talk in some unknown language,Unknown, or known, but seems to be unknown?A svelte veil shields the animate from the inanimateI ask slowly. "Is this what it feels like to be enlightened?"A voice deep inside cogitates, and whispers,"This is what feels likeDeath.""Time falls like a grea
EPL Super Sunday: Liverpool v/s Manchester United 2007-12-17 04:11:47 A classic Sunday
showdown between two arch rivals, Liverpool
& Manchester United
, only 6 points separating them, a match everyone was looking forward to, as Rafael Benitez (Liverpool Manager) set onto re-write his record of a poor performance of his side against the Red Devils in the last 6 games.Game starts: Anfield Liverpool in their traditional all red, Man U in all black.It was a tension packed exciting encounter between the 2 football Giants, full of tackles, bookings, heated arguments. Liverpool had their chances, with Fernando Torres with the best chance of the game heading the ball off target while Van der Sar was out of his marked space. The Spaniard wasn't at his majestic best, the kind of form he is capable of & the kind of form he in the game against Marseille.In the 43 Read more:Super
, Manchester United
Alone With Everybody 2007-12-17 02:48:36 the flesh covers the boneand they put a mindin there andsometimes a soul,and the women breakvases against the wallsand the men drink toomuchand nobody finds theonebut keeplookingcrawling in and outof beds.flesh coversthe bone and theflesh searches for more thanflesh.there's no chanceat all: we are all trappedby a singularfate.nobody ever findsthe one.the city dumps fillthe junkyards fillthe madhouses fillthe hospitals fillthe graveyards fillnothing elsefills.----Charles Bukowski----I really like the title & the amazing contradiction of words which prove to be accurate at the same time."Time falls like a great wave & hits those who are too weak to prevent it." Read more:Everybody
Dream Deferred 2007-12-17 02:38:05 What happens to a dream deferred?Does it dry upLike a raisin in the sun?Or fester like a sore--And then run?Does it stink like rotten meat?Or crust and sugar over--like a syrupy sweet?Maybe it just sagslike a heavy load.Or does it explode?----Langston Hughes----"Time falls like a great wave & hits those who are too weak to prevent it." Read more:Dream
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Night 2007-12-15 00:37:01 Do not go gentle into that good night,Old age should burn and rave at close of day;Rage, rage against the dying of the light.Though wise men at their end know dark is right,Because their words had forked no lightning theyDo not go gentle into that good night.Good men, the last wave by, crying how brightTheir frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,Rage, rage against the dying of the light.Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,Do not go gentle into that good night.Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sightBlind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,Rage, rage against the dying of the light.And you, my father, there on that sad height,Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.Do not go gentle into that good ni Read more:Night
Invictus 2007-12-14 01:29:58 Out of the night that covers me,Black as the Pit from pole to pole,I thank whatever gods may beFor my unconquerable soul.In the fell clutch of circumstanceI have not winced nor cried aloud.Under the bludgeonings of chanceMy head is bloody, but unbowed.Beyond this place of wrath and tearsLooms but the Horror of the shade,And yet the menace of the yearsFinds, and shall find, me unafraid.It matters not how straight the gate,How charged with punishments the scroll.I am the master of my fate:I am the captain of my soul.----William Ernest Henley----The poet was suffering from tuberculosis in his joints, he wrote this poem while he was on bed."Time falls like a great wave & hits those who are too weak to prevent it."
Black.... 2007-12-14 01:14:26 I came to Kolkata with high hopes of enjoying time with friends, meeting relatives, going out, having fun, spend time with my mom. Look at my current situation, I am confined to the shelter of my study room, as carpenters work on the door of my bedroom, my mother too busy in her daily schedule & has diverted her attention to the carpenters. No time for me, sadly.My friends are all battling for dear life, with their semester exams going on, and they'll continue upto 18th or 20th of December, so another week of dull days for me, sitting in front of my PC & blogging or playing FIFA 2007.Coming to relatives, my closest & dearest cousin is also having her exams, my uncles are outta town with their families, my cousin bro is sick, and so, I've reached a dead end in here also.So, I'm Read more:Black
Announcement 2007-12-14 00:22:22 Added a new background music to my blog, I hope the readers would like it, its one of my favorites of all time, if not the favorite, "Right Here Waiting For You" by "Richard Marx."P.S. I have also created a poll on "Background Music" asking for the opinion of the readers, please feel free to Vote.Regards,-Sam."Time falls like a great wave & hits those who are too weak to prevent it." Read more:Announcement
Celebrating Christmas 2007-12-11 23:28:00 We, the people of Blogger, are, after all, middle class people, some rich too. We celebrate Christmas
splendidly, because, it is the one day of the year where we all can unite. We become spendthrifts, trying to buy or provide every possible amenity that our loved ones can desire. So all in all, Christmas to us, is a time for merriment. Everyone is happy. It seems that there can't be any sorrow anywhere.But, what about the poor, hapless children crowding in the road-sides? What about the beggars who live on the streets? What about the fever-stricken, homeless people of Africa or the neglected ones? Have we ever thought of them? Did someone ever ask them, "What do you need?" or, maybe, "Would you like a new cloth?". The answer is no. We all are too pre-occupied with our own selves. But, they
Hmm..What To Say? 2007-12-11 10:18:40 The following article contains explicit adult content & reader discretion is advised. The views expressed are purely the author's views & readers have the full right of agreeing with it or conflicting/contrasting with it. Please don't read it if you don't think you can handle the words!! This is a request, not a command.Well, I had always prided myself on being more informative about life of the people of The States or United Kingdom than others, mostly my friends. I have chatted with many people, the majority of them being teenagers.At first, I thought that their way of growing up was so adventurous & exciting, they are free-birds after they turn 16, completely independant in whatever activities they indulge. In India, to some extent, we're bogged down by our parents, a fact i
New Installation 2007-12-10 11:14:52 Installed the new shout-box, I sincerely hope that visitors will use, it. Hell, if they don't I will use it & keep chatting with myself! Lol.On a more serious note, please test out this one, I know many of you are familiar with it, soKeep Shouting!! :) :)-Sam."Time falls like a great wave & hits those who are too weak to prevent it." Read more:Installation
A Sunday Showdown 2007-12-09 14:16:52 Story from Times Of India & Bangalore MirrorScene: Cubbon Park, MG Road, Bangalore, Sunday
, 25th November, 2007.A green tree snake slithering on a tree branch, trying to look for food on a damp afternoon in the city. It eventually found out its victim, a baby parrot, peacefully lying in its shelter, unaware of the incoming danger. The snake seemed to be ready for the kill, a nice meal which would serve the purpose of meeting his needs for the day.Enter the Parent Parrots & there was a twist in the tale. The mother started guarding the nest, while the father took his aim at the snake's tail, in a desperate bid to teach him a lesson. The snake, completely unprepared for such a violent resistance, retreated back a little, but, didn't altogether abandon his mission. He kept crawling to Read more:Showdown
A Hall Of Mirrors 2007-12-08 14:19:01 In the International Museum of Mirrors
in Burbank, California, I was standing alongside my parents & little sister. They were getting bored, looking at their dumb reflections circling the room on all sides. I gazed at the stupendous panoply.“ Come on, let’s go,” my sister blurted out.My parents agreed at the suggestion, but I stood fascinated at the numerous pieces of me staring at me with bespectacled eyes.I told my parents that I’d stay there a little longer & promised to meet them in front of the museum in half an hour. They agreed & walked away. As I went from place to place, studying each one carefully & distinguishing it from the other, I had a strange sensation that I was being watched.“I am being watched by myself only,” I chuckled at my joke. When I sto
London At Night.... 2007-12-08 03:20:13 Memories of the bustling city from the dark corners of my mind....The Big Ben, standing tall & handsome, overlooking the teeming millions gliding past it, no time to admire its uniqueness & beauty. The old double-decker, the heart of London, an experience on its own, though there are double-deckers in Kolkata also, this was a completely new enriching experience I had, treasured in my cerebrum. The majestic Thames, the soul of the capital, slithering on at her own pace, ignorant of the happenings of the city, the people who worship here, love her, adore her & depend on her for their livelihood. The famous red telephone booths, witnesses of innumerable movies, stand alone beckoning the visitors to have their own "moments of fame."The road-side benches, a perfect place for lovers Read more:Night
Dreams 2007-12-08 00:33:20 Dreams I have,Where I am never wrong;Dreams I have,In which I remain forever young.Dreams I have,With skies of sun & blue;Dreams in whichEvery known wish comes true.Dreams I have,In lands of seas & plains,Dreams where there areOnly bullock carts & steam-trains.Dreams I have-Strolling on winding roads studded with trees,Dreams which showHonest people residing in peaceful cities.Dreams where colorful birds singAnd what a joy it brings to hear their melodious tones,Dreams in which animals subsistIn perfect harmony, nurturing their owns.Dreams I have, where money isNot the indispensable craze on EarthDreams in which life canters on,Love has no dearth.Dreams in which a million stars Sparkle as bubbles of hope,Dreams where existence thrivesWithout the slightest tinge of grope.Dreams Read more:Dreams
The Years Go By 2007-12-07 13:44:38 By my beloved friend, Suprateek Mitra....I still remember the days I walked into nursery,A small little bag & absolutely no worry,School was great! School was fun,I always longed for the next day to come.Games and streamers were all that were that there;Wherever I looked- here, there & everywhere.On came the years.And we all grew with it,The kiddish jokes disappearedAnd days had practical jokes in it.School was good, school was good.And all things went on as they should.Junior, Middle & Senior came by-We sat on the wings of time, and let it all fly by...."Let's bunk class!" became the new motto,It still is, but everyone gets tired of it....Someday!Years
went on, studies became harder,And what do you know? We all became smarter....Though the years still go by,There no longer wil
Unspoken Grief 2007-12-07 12:59:12 A silent tear punctuatedHis placid eyes, Andswiftly rolled down his cheek onto the floor,A forlorn moon gazed at the black silhouette-Standing at the window,His mind racing in another universe, Ofhappiness & freedom,A life he'd longed for so badly,A life that would end all his miseries.Below, the roar of the sea intensified hisDying feelings, Intensified his restlessnessto abandon this material world,To reunite with his Lord.He wouldn't have to be itinerant any more,He wouldn't have to beg for mercy any more,Many a crime he had perpetrated with ruthless aggression,And yet, he had felt sympathy for the victims sometimes.He wasn't that bad after all."But, what does it all matter now?", he said aloud"When Black has engrossed me?"This inevitable end seemed to be the only fitting conclusio Read more:Unspoken
, Grief
The Stone 2007-12-07 12:55:26 "And will you cut a stone for him,To set above his head?And will you cut a stone for him--A stone for him?" she said.Three days before, a splintered rockHad struck her lover dead--Had struck him in the quarry dead,Where, careless of a warning call,He loitered, while the shot was fired--A lively stripling, brave and tall,And sure of all his heart desired . . .A flash, a shock,A rumbling fall . . .And, broken 'neath the broken rock,A lifeless heap, with face of clay,And still as any stone he lay,With eyes that saw the end of all.I went to break the news to her:And I could hear my own heart beatWith dread of what my lips might say;But some poor fool had sped before;And, flinging wide her father's door,Had blurted out the news to her,Had struck her lover dead for her,Had struck the Read more:Stone
Betrayal 2007-12-07 12:55:04 Her eyes were transfixed upon him,Her face bore a perplexed look of utter disbelief,Hands drawn close to her chest-Shielding the scarlet mosaic of blood.The vibrant colors had turned into a ghostly white,Her mouth was open in an awkward shape,Trying desperately to squeeze out some words.Tears streamed down the "once rosy" cheeks,She experienced a sudden thrust of agonizing pain;As a final action, she recalled the past memories,They were so much in love, (or seemed to be in love),They were inseparable, Oh!all the promises he'd made to her,Of lifelong companionship & continual support,They seemed so hollow now, false & unreal;Oh! the divine moments, were they all illusory too?Yes, her life was only a struggle in vain!He, whom she'd trusted above all, Hadbetrayed her, had stabbed the Read more:Betrayal
Destiny 2008-06-17 08:44:01 He rushed into the house,And hugged his mother with a ferocious intensity,And said, "I'm in love""Yes, I'm in love", as ifhe himself wanted to question its validityHis mother eyes sparkled in a questioning look"She's Leresa,and she is the Goddess sent from above."His mother was happy for him,After all these years, he'd finally found his girlNow, it was time for the happiness to commenceShe immedia Read more:Destiny
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