unhallowed streets

UNHALLOWED STREETS

I WANDER THROUGH THE LONELY STREETS
THE STREETS ARE FILLED WITH IDIOTS AND CREEPS
UNDER THOSE DIM LAMPOSTS AND POLLS,
I SEE DARKNESS AND POTHOLES

I CROSSED ONE REDLIGHT TO ANOTHER
BUT, I SAW NO PASSENGER
WHAT I SAW WERE BUSES AND TRAMS LOADED WITH UNFAMILIAR FACES,
WHICH LOOKED SALLOW AND JAUNDICED.

THE STREETS LOOKED DREARY
IT’S ELEVEN THIRTY NOW, AND I’M RETURNING HOME
BUT, I DECIDE TO DRIVE ON A HIGHWAY TODAY
ALAS! I REACH THAT ALLEY

I PLAY SOME MUSIC, AND RECITE THE LYRICS
FROM SOME DISTANCE I SEE AN INN
WITHOUT MUCH ADO I BOARD IN.

THE PRECINCTS INSIDE WAS LIVELY
THE HOSTESS SERVING SOME SCOTCH AND WINE APPROACHES ME
WHILE AN ANONYMOUS VISITOR CAPTIVATES ME

HIS GAZE IS BEWITCHING,
MY HEART IS UNDER HIS SPELL.
I’M THREE DRINKS DOWN NOW AND FEEL TIPSY

THE VISITOR COMES TO ME AND TAKES ME IN HIS ARMS
HE WHISPERS IN MY EARS “HOW MUCH FOR A NIGHT?”
MY EYES FREEZE AND BODY IS STILTED
“WHAT?” I RETORT, AND HE LAUGHS A DEVIL’S LAUGH

I PICK MY CAR KEYS AND LEAVE THE INN
WITH TEARS IN MY EYES, I NOW LEAVE WITH A FEEL OF A RAMPANT.
TO THE SAME STREETS WHICH LOOK MALIGNANT!

It's difficult to decide sometimes!

I've heard when you really want something the whole universe conspires to help you achieve it, but what if it doesn't? They say follow the good omens and keep walking ahead but who knows you won't meet the devil in between.

Well, whatever happens, happens for good but what if it happens for worse. I'm positive, yet who knows the destiny takes a toll on you and you slip.

I guess i am not God so why should i worry about good or bad 'coz we are humans and human life is unpredictable.....

OH WAT A HYPOCRITE?

I WANNA TELL YOU ALL TODAY THAT UR NOTHING BUT A DAMN HYPOCRITE'
YOU SAID "I'M SELFLESS" YOU SAID "I'M AN ASCETIC"
BUT BEHIND MY BACK I HEARD U SAYING" I'M A BLOODY HEDONIST"
ONE OF YOU ONLY KNOWS "HINDI"
BUT OH GOSH TODAY YOUR RINGTONE SOUNDED LIKE A SHRIEKING "BRITNEY"
WHAT ON EARTH TURNED U INTO A SATAN
COZ I BELIEVE ORIGINALLY U CAME AS A BLESSED "ADAM"
INSIDE MY HOME U ACT LIKE A METROSEXUAL
BUT OUTSIDE THE DARK STREETS UR A BLOODY HOMOSEXUAL
PEOPLE CALL YOU A PHILANTHROPIST
BUT WHEN WILL THEY COME TO KNOW THAT UR A COMPLETE MISANTHROPIST
ONCE I HEARD OF ONE WOEBEGONE ROMEO WHO TOLD A JULIET
"I LOVE YOU"
BUT TODAY I SEE ONLY WANNABE ROMEOS AND EQUALLY WANNABE JULIETS
WHEN WILL YOU ALL SHED YOUR HYPOCRISIES
DRESSED IN THE RAGS OF SHAM AND HOAX WHEN WILL U GIVE UP YOUR PRETENTIONS
COZ I NO MORE SEE ANGELS AROUND BUT HORRIFYING MONSTERS WHO FROWN.

don't kill me mother

three times i was a female prepared to come in this world but each time i died for reasons stereotypical

first time when my mother saw a female beggar on the road beaten and exploited

second time when the society including the inlaws demanded a son because a girl is a burden on the family

and third time when my mother had a miscarriage

the fourth time i came as a boy but this time my mother died

why? the reason is simple

she too is a woman

first time she saw only a weak side of a girl second time she was supressed by the society's conventional psyche

and third time she bore a child for eight months in her womb but lost when it was really needed

atlast she died by giving a son

the moral is how many times a woman has to ascend the gallows .

a woman has been given such beautiful power to give birth to children,children who bring happiness in one's life,be it a boy or a girl.

appreciate the beauty of a woman and her innate power .

killing her is no justice let her live and spread beauty.

Slumdog Millionaire

The very name of the movie speaks loud of its theme and target

slumdog millionaire brings to our mind the slums,the people of slum areas but isin't it oxymoronic that a slum-dog can be a millionaire .

to me the very paradox of the title makes me inquisitive to see the film.

when one see this film one can only have an ambivalent outlook to the movie.

especially our indians because the backdrop of the story is india and many indians beleive that india has been dehumanised and degenerated.

people can see the disgrace with which the things have been portrayed in the film.

however its director DANNY BOYLE or certain individuals or even the actors of the film think that one cannot ignore or overlook the genius behind its making.

India has been taken as a background or setting to show what image west percieve of it and not simply to deteriorate its image .

but the truth is that the director has sharpened its nail on the iron tooth of racism.

nevertheless the story is not about the underdog or third world india or indians or a subordinate nation .

its about a young boy jamal malik who enters into a contest somehow to reach his lover latika and in the midst comes across plethora of questions which he answers out of sheer coincidence taking cue from his own life's experiences.

the host of the game show anil kapoor suspects the contestant , treats him with hostility,but the reality is that jamal is not faking or cheating and whatever he says is to be taken at its face value.

the way the two plots of the film have been connected and the manner in which the sub plots of the film like mafia in the mask of orphange and exploitation in the name of kindness have been delineated seems remarkable.

other than this the hindu-muslim riots seems stark reality .

to qoute amitabh bachchan:-"
if SM projects India as [a] third-world, dirty, underbelly developing nation and causes pain and disgust among nationalists and patriots, let it be known that a murky underbelly exists and thrives even in the most developed nations."

atlast the film by a westener danny boyle leave an indelible impact on our minds.worthy of oscars and awards slum dog millionaire is a social critique that lays bare the reality of slums by mixing it with some magic of "millions"

........and the life goes on

my heart was filled with musical notes.....

suddenly the wind blew & the notes disappeared...........

i kept sitting with a broken feeling.......

did i hear my "name"

NO,the name was not mine......

did i hear someone addressing me

NO, it was addressed to someone standing next to me,,,,

they thought there's a mistake in my lyrics

but i say, if at all are they acclaimed for it.......??

NO,but still they play their piano

so can they stop me from playing my guitar..

i'll wait for that opera when,

i will play and the rest will listen...

the music it will produce

will surely be attuned......

THAT day i'll walk across the sea

& raise sand dunes of my life

might,the waves come and destroy it

but my footprints will still be there as i'll walk a bit..........

some-things change life!!

RELATIONS
POURED IN A PAN SOME MILK TO BE BOILED
MIXED WITH BLEND OF COFFEE AND SUGAR
BREWING IT,TILL IT DOES NOT GET SPOILED
SERVED IN CUPS ,IN PROPORTION EQUAL
SUCH IS THE RECIPE OF RELATIONS' SEQUEL

A COCONUT UNBREAKABLE BY KNIFE,
A NUT WITHOUT A BOLT
AN ORANGE WHICH GETS OVER-RIPED
A BULB WHICH HAS A FAULT
SUCH MIND-BOGGLING IS THE EQUATION OF THESE RELATIONS

THE REMEDY IS INSIDE,STILL IT IS ANONYMOUS
THE PANACEA LIES WITH US
YET HUMAN MIND CREATES A FUSS
WHY DOES IT HAPPEN WITH MINDS GETTING VENOMOUS?

SWEET AS CHOCOLATE SOME RELATIONS MAY SEEM,
WHERE LOVE IN THE AIR GOVERNS THE BEAM
DEEP AND SONOROUS INITIALLY IT APPEARS
BUT WITH GROWTH AND TIME IT DISAPPEARS

WHY DOES IT HAPPEN,WHEN PATERNAL MEETS MATERNAL
IT PRODUCE VIBRATIONS ETERNAL
FEIGNING AND PRETENTIONS CONTROL THE SITUATION
BUT HEARTS AND MINDS ARE NOT IN CO-ORDINATION

RELATIONS NOWADAYS ARE NO CHILD'S PLAY
ITS A GAME OF ADULTS WHO PLAY IT "CHILDISHLY"
WHERE LOVE AND TRUE WARMTH ARE ALL AT STAKE
WITH CAKES OF STRATAGEM AND TACTICS BAKED
SUCH IS THE STORY OF RELATIONS
WHICH GIVES ME NO REASON FOR ELATION