morbid death

Life is beautiful, she once said.
Oh what good is life but, she wonders now

Quotidian wandering of lonely heart
While the mind pumps new puzzles, oh all so hard
Why lay dominoes when they are but destined just to fall
Why dream, when they shall so shatter, oh one and all

When gloom puts off the light within
When promises are broken and soul cries shrieking
When the heart goes empty, and none dots linking
When what appears endless is mere brooding and sulking
That's when morbid death over daft life
Conspicuously seems a saner choice.

If smiles and blossoms are the spring
And then descends the autumn, the unyielding
She once just hoped for another spring
But why dread life from spring to spring?

So capricious are ways of life,
That it makes her now but dread life.
Oh yes, morbid death over daft life
Conspicuously seems a saner choice.

Do Parchaiyan..

Another yearly break. Sweet times with my nephew, Nonu and niece, Tanu. Here I post their photograph to mark those few snug memories with them in my blog forever. Thats the joy of being an unsolicited unpublished writer! :-)

We, The Headless Chickens.

Three weeks. My yearly vacation this year was short and unforgettable. Enjoyed every bit of it, except some annoying ordeals. Media and Politics clearly skirted their way out as the winner of all the discomforting experiences in India.

During these three weeks that I spent, media was busy with all its vigour trying to talk about primarily three things, Indo-US Nuclear Deal, Salman Khan and Sanjay Dutt. Though the issues were indubitably incomparable wrt the significance for the nation as a whole, but effectively each was treated equally – inexpiably immense coverage, dumb comments and speculations, lack of critical opinion. Far from being the unbiased benefactor of significant “facts”, media is being the irresponsible, commercialised recipient of sheer abhorrence by critics all the way. And for the other gullible ones, its the one culpable for architecting skewed opinion.

Ronen Sen, India’s envoy to the US, on Nuclear Deal, made a comment -
“So why do you have all this running around like headless chicken, looking for a comment here or comment there, and these little storms in a tea-cup?”
“I can understand (such a debate) immediately after independence,” he said. “But 60 years after independence! I am really bothered that 60 years after independence, they are so insecure -- that we have not grown up, this lack of confidence and lack of self-respect.” Wow, I was never so impressed by a comment so appropriate in my lifetime, really :). Forget the row generated by his statements for a moment.

I distinctly remember one of the comments by a commoner made in a TV show (on one of the numerous news channels) trying to eat up a 60 minute slot interviewing ppl for their opinion on the nuclear deal. So here goes the guy, “Bharat ki akhandta, uska swabhimaan hi uski sabse badi takat hai. Hum kisi bhi halat mein amreeca ke gulam nahin ban na chahte. Kareeb ek sadi tak ladne ke baad bharat to british raj se ajaadi mili thi. Hum apni aazadi dubara khona nahin chahte. Hum na kisi ke gulam the, na fir kabhi honge!” this was followed by a round of applause by one and all. Due respect to the sensational spirit of nationalism but unfortunately the issue at hand needs more than that. Compare the two comments and you will see what my vexation is all about.

The latest Sethusamudram Ship Canal Project row is also amusing enough. No one is willing to look at the geographical implications of the project. The link here shows how the adam’s bridge acted as the natural barrier during the tsunami, helping protect most of the coastline west and northwest of Dhanushkodi from devastation. Hindu Activists claim that it’s a old cultural heritage and should not be damaged in wake of nothing on this earth.

That apart, rather the row at this hour is over the statements included in the reports saying that there is no proof that Lord Rama existed which implies that this is a natural bridge, and hence, cutting a canal through it is not a cultural attack on the Hindus. !! . Why is no one willing to re-evaluate the key fundamental factors (the one mentioned above is just one of them) which really make sense and put them on the table?!

Isn't all this exasperation, incessant illogical frictions a cause of discomfort for you? It is high time we realise that the purpose is to critique and not to condemn each other, the essence is in moving forth and not from the pillar to the post.

Moulin Rouge

Quite impressive a movie which is Moulin Rouge. Its treads along the footsteps of a musical, unfogettable perfromances by gorgeous Nicole Kidman and the penniless writer Christian (Ewan McGregor). A romantic musical, an unconventional cinema with graceful enticing lyrics well kneeded at opportune moments. Unlike some musicals, there was never a feeling of an awkward intrusion of music or woohoo.. types :-). The sets were simply majestic. I can just imagine the effect in the widescreen image of this movie. The passion for lust and/or love is vividly blatant all through.

Here is the link to the lyrics of the movie. Its difficult to say how true in real life this might be, but the effect that this single assertion had in the whole movie was unforgettable -

The greatest thing you'll ever learn...Is just to Love, and be Loved in return.

Needless to say, all the lyrics were just beautiful."Come what may.." , "One day I'll fly away", and "Sparkling Diamonds" amongst others were just awesome.

One day I'll fly away
Leave all this to yesterday
Why live life from dream to dream?
And dread the day when dreaming ends
One day I'll fly away
Fly, fly away

Wiki-Moulin Rouge