I am still there....

It wasn’t for me that destiny got untied,

The answers that it gave me once, were so untrue and out casted,

They were away from the reality and looked like some bunch of flowers which I wanted to hold.

They still are the same, the bunch which is placed far away and I waiting to hold.

If it was for me, it would have been that,

But it is not!

It is you, who made the figure out of some pebbled mud and broken mould,

This life belongs to all of you,

What I am is how you have seen me!

Because, my natural self is still that vague, irrational and erratic boy,

Who used to chase those seven colored flies!

The flies which were attracted towards the same bunch of flowers!

A few Questions for Dibakar Banerjee

This post comes out of faith and belief we always had in you.

Your latest creation, SHANGHAI, left us in a dilemma and I would like you to answer some of our questions about the movie:

1. Why the movie was named “SHANGHAI”?

2. What was the significance of letting the viewers know that Kalki’s father was a General who was caught in a scam of 40 crores?

3. How did we come to know that Emraan Hashmi was an outright pornographer (there were scenes where he was requesting girls to get into modeling and then in the second half a more clear version of him GETTING involved into pornography. But throughout he was clicking pictures and making videos of events; which was more of a freelance journalism rather than pornography.)? And, even if he was a pornographer, why is it being projected so loudly everywhere, except in the movie?

4. Why did Kalki leave New York (as mentioned by Prosonjeet somewhere)?

5. Why was the extramarital affair between Kalki and Prosenjit shown? How is it important to the script?

6. What was the meaning of the dialogue, “If the CM would have become PM, our country might have achieved the level of China”?

7. What were the significance of the below scenes:
• Kalki and Abhay slipping on the wet floor.
• Conversation between Emraan and Abhay in the washroom.

8. How did everyone come to know that Emraan’s brother had a tape, although he had told this only to Emraan and Kalki? And if they came to know about it, why didn’t they try to destroy the entire studio (they threw everything out of the studio except the CPU)?

9. Last: Where does SHANGHAI hit so hard that it becomes difficult for viewers like me to hear any noise it creates?

PS: We wouldn't have asked these, if SHANGHAI was supposed to be another Commercial flick. It isn't! It is something much more intelligent (as we understand from the critic's and a few viewer's reactions.


                                                                                                                                             Amit Mohan
                                                                                                                                             Rohit Sinha

REBECCA PART 4: SHAPING ME-2

REBECCA got created here: REBECCA

There were times I drew myself,

Tried to give a figure to my thin thoughts,

Everything was so detached,

I was unable to view my instance in mirrored lots!

Who was I and how did I appear?

Questions which struck me days apart!

Convinced with how you feel,

Left with how you see,

I had nothing of my own to be.

I was just your creation with no creativity in me!

Still with unopened eyes I lie,

As I free myself to die,

To die and renew!

Rebecca shapes herself with her ashes strewed!!!

Speaking To Conscience: Part 1

Q: What should I do to protect myself from the troublesome situation?

A:  Let things get to you as they are and see how they shape up. It was never simple and it is not so hard yet. It is just that you feel what you want to feel. Love what you are into and feel how it wants you to feel. 

     Don’t judge, don’t react. Just accept. Accept that the things are not how you want them to be and accept one more thing that things will someday be how you want them to be. 

     Give yourself some time. Talk to yourself as you are doing now and see your reflections around. Find people like you. Talk to them and share with them. Be a help and let them help you. 

     Breathe as slow as you can and sometimes as fast as no one can. Decide for yourself and not for the time. Rule yourself and not the situation. Reverberate with yourself and not with the dilemma you are in. Don’t fight! It won’t help. 

     Don’t be passive as it is the worst thing you could do to yourself. Don’t run away and don’t try to face. There is nothing to face. The only truth around is you and your existence. No one can take it away from you. 

     I know life could have been simpler. I know decisions could have been rational. But then I know one more thing that there is no enthusiasm and agility in something which is simple and known. 

     Love yourself as much as you can and love whatever you have done. Do not repent as you did not do anything wrong. You made some wrong moves, but then that is how we have to be to exist with divine. Take some wrong moves and end the vicious circle. 

    Merge with me and let yourself be free.  

NEWS 17/11/2011 from @VSAR's BLOG

This requires more research than my job does! But I do it for you, all you beautiful people who read what I write. 

So here are some stories which looked like headlines to me today.

1. “Dear God, let me do this for you.”

This is not at all a private letter to almighty but Oscar Ramiro Ortega-Hernandez’s feelings. The man   from Idaho was caught on Wednesday in Pennsylvania.

His crime?

He dared to shoot at the White House, last Friday night.

The police believe him to be a mental patient obsessed with God and his dictations to him. I don’t know where these people come from and how do they get such vibrations in brain.

The hearing on the White House shooting was today.

The best part of the entire episode; this was not the first time that White House has been shot. So it won’t feel anything new happening to it. The President and his wife were travelling, so stop thinking about their well being and read the next news. J

2. Keeping you updated with SOPA, don’t remember it?

SOPA, guys, the Stop Internet Piracy Act that was proposed by Eric Schmidt from Google Inc.  I mentioned it in the yesterday’s news. Anyways, if you don’t know, get yourself updated.

The latest news from SOPA’s kitty is that it is being opposed as a bill which can cause internet censorship. One more censor. I can’t tolerate it. Can you?

3. Bradley Cooper, remember him? Of! Course you do. The Hangover hunk? J

He is selected as 2011’s sexiest man alive. I hope Jack Black doesn’t get tempted by this and start trying to look handsome. :D

4. Even after ruining Nokia’s cell market and capturing the entire web, the hunger of Google doesn’t seem to stop. 

Here they are with the official launch of their Google Music. With this, they seem to overtake Apple’s itune.

Let us see google, how far can you make it?

5. Now, one from my desk; after starving a lot, I actually made others starve today. (This doesn’t make any sense, does it?)

Keep yourself updated : HERE

NEWS 16/11/2011 from @VSAR's BLOG

The day has been a little restless and unworthy for me as I spent most of the time doing nothing.

Let us see how it was for others… :)

1. Heather Locklear and Jack Wagner took their relationship one step back. They called off their engagement. Awesome!!! Wasn’t it? Sorry if it hurt your feelings but these silver screen babies have this habit of doing this more than often.

2. There is a new revolution in the online world. Don’t worry! No one takes away Google’s credit. Eric Schmidt, the Executive Chairman of Google has proposed a new law to the online world. It is called SOPA (Stop Online Piracy Act) and intends to screw all of us who love watching pirated movies, playing pirated games and listening to pirated music. So all you pirates, be aware or book yourself a separate cell.

3. Watch out for evil queen Julia Roberts in the forthcoming Hollywood attraction: Mirror Mirror. What do you want more? Go and catch up with the trailer on youtube or something.

4. For all the SUV lovers, here is Ford with its 2013 Ford Escape. The Los Angeles Auto show saw this beautiful baby. Wait for it and till then be relieved by some of its pictures on Google. ;)

5. Last but not the least, one from my desk. I will be sued by my readers someday for writing on so many varied topics. :D 

Keep looking for more updates here: NEWS @ @VSAR

REBECCA PART 3: SHAPING ME-1

REBECCA got created here: REBECCA

I rise to see the clouds unveiled,

The drops still wetting the locks.

Brightness once proposed to be dim, feels blinding,

The air whispers to the nakedness of my physical lot.

 Hard to feel the toughness of land,

The feet seem to be numb and bland.

Touch doesn’t work anymore,

The hands have lost their power to control.

Smells are unique,

They don’t seem to distinguish themselves as they flow,

My voice voices me,

It has my inner glow.

No more do I resemble the dead,

REBECCA shapes me and in me she dwells……

To be continued….

TAARAA & @VSAR: EPISODE 1

CLICK ON THE PIC TO ENLARGE.... 

REBECCA PART 2: NAMING MYSELF

Continued from: I AM BORN

You called me names,

And made them me,

You did it for yourself,

And engraved on me,

You tried to mould,

And make me resemble how you thought me to be.

I revoke you of your rights on me,

And name myself REBECCA,

REBECCA, which binds me to me.

To be continued….

REBECCA PART 1 : I AM BORN

I held the music you deprived me off,

I made the noise you stripped me off,

I touched the soul you ripped me off,

I saw the light you blinded me off.

& now you come back and enquire:

Where did I get the support you showed me not?

 The hands have power to create answers,

The will has knowledge to lay off pasts,

You shout, I speak not,

But my dreams have answers to shut you off!!!

To be continued…..

Some Lines.....

Some lines drawn on the sheet,

Some lines drawn in vain,

Some lines with shades of dark,

And some erased somewhere during the path.

Some lines reluctant to express,

Some with a start till end.

Some having the truths to unfold,

Some with secrets hidden deep below their mold.

And then too all have a certain story to tell,

And a smile to share,

And some tears to shed.

Some lines drawn on the sheet,

They rise, rise where all of them meet.

GREED (2/7)

Continued from: WRATH (1/7)

The desire when ends, ends you in and out and when it grows beyond the proximity of imagination, it demands for a transformation; a transformation from being good to being bad.

I had tried to acquire the greed to be successful than everyone around, to own more than anyone can ever; but it has never stretched in me for more than a day. The reason why I kill it before it can kill me, is the soul which I want to prevent. My soul is not acquired, it is my gift and it will be the last thing which will transmute. 

ONE FINE DAY, I HAD THIS CONVERSATION WITH THE GREED:

Greed: See all want to be happy and merry, but you should be happier than them.

Av: There will be still a lot who will be happier than me, where will all this end?

Greed: Come on! Boy, life is all about competition and stepping over each other.

Av: If I belong to the race, I will also be stepped over some day.

Greed: How about being the best, the chosen one among all?

Av: The chosen one was he who taught to stand together with all.

Greed: Don’t you want to prove something to this world?

Av: Will the world be happy if I prove something to it, or will it be greedy to prove things more than me?

Greed: So, you want to remain reckless through life; staying away from the competition makes a horse go wild.

Av: A wild horse rather than a tamed one, a wish that I wish for rather than a replicated one, and a soul as free as it was once, better way to live rather than the greedy one.

And he disappeared, with a smile on his face and eyes full of tears.

I knew that this is what he wants; he wants me to stay away from him.

& I Get Crossed Again

Was it a cry that they cared for, or was it just a lonely devil inside,

Was it a breath that they looked for, or was it just the smell of blood far aside?

The dwelling peace and the rained mud,

The whispers in the silence that all dreamt for,

Music in the breeze when the days were not so calm,

The gifts for who never belonged and a shoulder for them, who had no one to return,

The promises in short which I made, some fulfilled some still remain,

The heart achieved through constant concern,

The heart which feels for everyone,

The heart which made me crossed then,

Seems to have crossed me again.

I got holes in my body, to make them free from the pains,

And now when I reside in them,

I see them pierced every now and then.

Was it a fool’s decision that I made once again,

Am I made to suffer the hurting till the end?

I got crossed to reside in you, to see myself resurrected with you again,

To see my life in you begin,

But what happened before happened again,

A devil’s cry is taken care of again,

And now I get crossed,

I get crossed again.

 A petite attempt to summarize the pains,

 Of The ONE who got crossed,

 And is still getting crossed for us again and again........................

Random @ Avsar

1.    Q.    What was there in Rang De Basanti that was not in Delhi 6?
       A.    One talked about Bhagat Singh and it will always be relished if we involve something of past. And the second talked about PRESENT...and we are not ready to accept that we can ever be wrong at any point.

2.   Since the times of Jaliyawala Baag,  we have always believed on wrong numbers by government. That day it was 389...and day before yesterday, 13/07/2011, it was 21.

3.   You are like every other guy till you have a GIRLFRIEND.

4.   Girls are the most beautiful when they look at you with LOVE in their eyes, and you don't know that they are looking at you. They are angles whose love can never be seen in its true form.

5.  Things do not change with time.... They get wonderful!!!

6.  People bathe us after we are born, and they do the same after we die.

7.  I miss my friends a lot!

8.  How can we resist pain? Is it some kind of passion which makes us do that?

9.  A small noise can be as good as a loud one, if you have the right intentions behind it.

10. Friends and Family.

TWO TAKES

The molted metal and the burning water,

The rusted iron and the frozen air,

The blinded daylight and the deafened music,

The dryness of rainfall, and the greenery of autumn,

The emptiness of the occupied, and the rejection of getting accepted,

The twist in the straight and the best in that, which was bad,

The insane sanity and the lonely togetherness,

The wasted  applied, and the fertile with flavors of sterile,

The sad happiness and the plenteous lean.

The two takes of life and eternity.

WRATH ( 1/7)

"The day I break my silence and wipe the smiles off my face, world will become unbearable for most of you around me as then you will see me closer to first of my sins: WRATH"

And when I shout this (today inside), I mean every inch of my statement and will wait for the day, you all force me to become a volcano with a massive vent.

I never asked for a mockery as I never mocked anyone,
I never asked for a favor as I don't believe in one,
I never asked for an advice as I forbid myself from advising anyone.

Am I cruel?
No! The people are.
They consider themselves capable of something which can be achieved or probably already achieved by everyone, half their potential.

Would like to name a few who continuously piss me off and who want me to react, but that won't help. Let them realize this themselves.

This is an advice; Do not confuse my smile and silence with my inefficiency to understand things because when I speak, I know things won't remain so fascinating.

ADIOS!!!

GHOSTS of POSTS PAST...

Some MEMORABLE POSTS which are lost under the POST INDEXES......

1. My genuine effort to segregate PRESENT from PAST & FUTURE

2. A Fictional Experience

3. Rest in PIECE

Difficult for me to make a note of all those forgotten pasts; as mentioned in  Rest in PIECE...

I don`t want to be a part of history cause it has the credit to forget the greater ones and remembering the timid ones!!!

Continuation...

continued from  setting sun!!

Rusted, smoothened, philosophical acquaintance, superstitions,

The tarots, the parrots, the future in cards....

Everything comes to zero,

When a mind plays games....

Games to be lost…

Sickening, fluctuating, dismaying, burnt,

The medicines, the care, the hands of God…

Everything seems to be over,

When you lose the cover.. 

The cover of your own…..

Then we sit,

Sit to relax and with a wish to return,

And all the scenes, breathes, sounds and touches,

Seem to be lost…

Lost, never to return….

to be continued....

Contribute to Indrowines

AS I plan for a NOT SO ME LIVE POST on INDROWINES, I have many thoughts rushing through my mind as to how to tackle the whole thing.
My last such kind of post on TANTRA & SADHUS, did have a large number of views but this one being a stereotypical will not reach to many.
And as such, the whole idea behind it is so big for me that the topic can not even achieve 1/10th of my expectations.

If you read my blog often or even if you are a first time visitor please do go through these:

1. Another One Bites The Dust
2. The Curtain Raiser 

Get some idea about my idea (though I don't use an idea..lol!) and if you can, contribute. :)

What's There In The Name?

Yes,
Said by "Chacha" Shakespeare and imitated by all! :)
Got this official mail a few days back and cannot disclose the content because of the fear of getting enclosed in a dungeon; used the saying with perfect intelligence and then too a little negligence.

A few years back Bollywood was hit by a massively overacted comedy flick named One Two Three. I feel embarrassed and yet proud to say that I bought the ticket for it. And still see some parts when life gets too sensible. :) There too the so called sootradhaar aka narrator, didn't miss an opportunity to prove Shakespeare wrong.

So I sat down, of! course ideally on a Saturday afternoon thinking about how could Shakespeare leave a pothole open for him to be proved wrong.

As he said What is there in the name  and as people took it on face value that everything is about the name.  I am forced to sprinkle some of my thoughts on them who mistook the saying and some who can mistake it in near or later future:

With a recent example: Three guys working on the same project share the same name but known for different intricacies involved. So What's there in the name??

An old one: If Mahatama was named as Bhagat by his parents and the vice versa from the side of Bhagat's parents, we would have seen Bollywood fighting over a project named MAHATAMA rather than BHAGAT.

So guys,  what is there in the name?

A little Global and Natural approach to prove my point: If Tsunami was named Volcanic Eruption, would Tsunami arise from a Volcano's vent?

Shakespeare was correct as always!

There is nothing in the name. Everything is about you nature, image and character. Build it strong, and the NAME is built up.

ps: started working on a new blog: INDROWINES. The link can be found on the right hand side of Life's Lovely Cradle. Would be happy to have readers review my posts there! :)