Betrayal...!!!

An echo fades into the night,

an eerie mournful sound.

A shooting star disappears from sight,

and I crumble to the ground.

There is no life within this garden;

my sobs are the only sound.

I have poisoned the honeyed fountain

where your love could be found.

Dazed, I stare at the stars above,

my grieving howls fill the night!

Unintended betrayal of love

has hidden you from my sight.

I remember how it used to be

when we shared our fears and delights.

You are a treasured friend to me.

How can I make things right?

Feeling afraid, cold and lonely,

I long to tell you how I feel,

but you dont want to hear me.

The pain for you is much too real.

Should I back away and build a wall

and block away how I feel?

Or, should I give you a call?

We both need some time to heal.

An echo fades into the night

as our friendship disappears.

How do I know what is right?

How can I ease my fears?

If I do call you again,

would the old wounds reappear?

I cant stand to cause you pain.

Hurting you again is my worst fear!

Love makes the world go around...!!

If you were to figure out how a person is... what would you do?? Mark his behaviour...Try to spend time with him/her... ask his/her friends... go through his track record.. his past.... his deeds...misdeeds... etcetera etcetera...


Well I say... on a very non-spiritual and non-philosophical note... it's a waste... I mean what makes "you" eligible to judge someone... you are not perfect yourself...plus.. everyone has their own way of living.. a few fall and a few rise.. it's a personal game...


Its pretty abstract a topic I know... but very prevalent.. something that we practice everyday... We try to be "aware" of everything around.. we are suspicious about all that surrounds.. we get on a rickshaw and suspect the rickshaw driver...  don't we??


So, judging or marking people is an everyday practice... 


Now let's talk on a more serious note... a person who is in agony and is not able to fulfill his daily requirements would not bother to care about if his words or action has hurt you... he is not in that mental state... and in that very moment we term that person as 'inhuman'... just because he wasn't nice to you...We need to understand that EVERY SINGLE  PERSON ON THIS EARTH is good.... there is good and bad in you and in everyone that you come across everyday...


So don't just judge people by their behaviour...for they also have hearts which is thirsty for love... and its only your welling LOVE that can save this earth...

L-O-V-E,
Moe <3

INDIAN PREFIX...!!! - Courtesy - Sanjay Agrawal...!!!

Very often I am dragged into a controversial discussion that majority of us don’t identify ourselves being Indian. We take pride in our state, religion, caste, sub-caste, language, city but not our country. Every fortnight I get an e mail from one of my friends/ acquaintances that we should feel proud, being an Indian. I am reminded on the mass media as well.

Let us look at the following words. To me, each of the words have a positive connotations. And then prefix with the word Indian. The meaning changes dramatically.

# Road – Indian Road ( potholes )
# Train – Indian Train ( filthy, not punctual , unsafe )
# Street – Indian Street ( Filthy, crowded )
# Cow – Indian Cow ( malnourished, low productivity )
# Judiciary – Indian Judiciary ( slow )
# Goods – Indian Goods ( Can’t think of a single manufactured good of an international standard, produced without any foreign collaboration or technology )
# Whisky – Indian Whisky ( invariably made of molasses and not grain)
# Liquor – Indian Liquor ( country made liquor, unsafe )
# Sports – Indian Sports ( ill-equiped, lack of proper training )
# Mind – Indian mind ( manipulative )
# Air – Indian Air ( polluted )
# City – Indian City ( chaotic )
# Education – Indian Education ( learning by rote )
# Films – Indian Films- (dancing around tree, melodrama, photocopy of Hollywood )

I have travelled extensively through out the country. A villager, labourer, porter, hawker or poor never ever uttered to me, that we should be Indian first.

Who are these people who keep reminding me. Invariably they have benefitted from the system (Good Bad Ugly); God-Men, Con-men, Service-men, Bureaucrats, Contractors and Politicians to name a few. They are used to three P’s : PERKS, PRIVILEGES & PENSION.

Footnote:
I think, through my deeds or words I have not harmed my country in any way.
I love my country

The Confessions of an "Artist's mind"....!!!

The little yellow light...                
Flickering at a distance...
Makes my conscience take a turn...
Makes me think for an instance...


Have I been correct always?
Have I always made things right?
When I made all the clouds myself...
And kept away all the light...


In love, i did make my heart beat...
To every tune that made its way...
But did I keep all my faith..
or I just let them go away...


The tiny little raindrops...
Somehow hide my tears for a while...
But then I look for that solitude...
And wait for an exile...


Why does my memory last so long?
I sometimes think and wonder...
When will my heart be ready...
For that ultimate surrender...


The hopes of hope make me insane...
And I feel falling is eternal...
So, I pack my luggage...
In search of vein and disposal...

I confute the feeling of revenge...
Cos' vengeance is never ending...
As that one tree that grows and makes a stand...
While the rest are all left bending...


The homeless Cuckoo peeps through my window...
May be it asks for shelter...
Despite the fact that it cant stay...

In search of a miraculous wonder...

To Etta...!!!

There's got to be something in the world that satisfy you... Well... I haven't been able to figure that out... I mean when I was unhappy at school... my buddies said it would be "Oll Korrect" in college.... so I waited until I was in college... it was different, refreshing, fun, enjoying, sometimes very interesting but.... satisfying??? nope... my buddies then told me everything's going to turn out just right and satisfactory when I'll start working... so I waited until I started working... it's fun, interesting, hectic, stress building, travelling, writing, reading, fighting, sabotaging, but satisfying??? nope.... my buddies now say I am gonna get it when I'll be married... now hold on.... while reading this... can you figure out something...?? It always were my buddies who told me when I'll get it and I happily waited for the stage to come that THEY suggested, I have always been satisfied with their answers.... Is it so hard to figure out what and who is satisfying...?? It's my buddies... my FRIENDS..... I guess you all got the message...Spend one moment to thank all your friends and cherish all that they have given you... Cheers to friendship and all our friends.... hip hip hurray.... :)

This article is entirely dedicated to my friends.... and specially to you ETTA..... Life is so much different knowing that someone on the other side of the world cares about me.... I adore you.... 

PAIN.....!!!!

Pain sometimes has no definition, specification or explaination.... Imagine how much pain a person is going through when he cant answer a simple question like "Kya hua?".... 

You cry and cry and cry more... it doesn't help then you go all quiet, tired and sick of letting things out and start to suck things up inside and dwell in it silently..... you want to get cut off of the world and be yourself.... you don't want any company or any shoulder as the tears are dry now....the next stage brings nothing but numbness.... you are senseless... eating food to run metabolism and to survive, breathing so you don't choke yourself to death and working to keep the brain active.....


Slowly-slowly, like a mercury rising up in titration you lose the last thread of hope.... and cling to a place which is nothing but a black-hole.... nothing but a void that you never were able to fill... the sun is gone for you, even when it shines bright on a red hot afternoon... rain is nothing but those dried up tears substituting and trickling down... cuts and burns are pleasures as they accidently let out the fire of sorrow bottled up inside... you can hear the heart cracking, the mind bursting, getting slow poisoned to an effect that you can feel every pulse, every blood every movement inside your body, people think you are going crazy or losing it but the truth is you lose "yourself".....you're surrendering...


The unsteady knees somehow manage to keep you standing while inside..... you limp like you're craving for water on an empty wide desert.... you creep, you freak out and you get sleepless nights...you bad-dream and look at the mirror to figure out.... you take a shower and you still don't feel fresh and rest and peace are words forgotten long back....


what do you do....?? The answer... is nothing but..... D.E.A.T.H.....  seems easier than life...


and those who still live are STRONG.....REALLY STRONG....

Witness...

There's a billion people on the planet, what does any one life really mean?

But in a relationship, you're promising to care about everything.

The good things, the bad things, the terrible things, the mundane things, all of it, all of the time, every day

You're saying 'Your life will not go unnoticed because I will notice it.

Your life will not go unwitnessed because I will be your witness'."

HAPPY TO BE CHANGING.....

"Change is the only static word in the world" - hitherto trying to get the meaning out of it I get to yearn a lot of things from my life so far..... Have you ever experienced that restless feeling at the nape of your neck.... that burning desire to not stand or sit or lie down.... or a curiosity and anxiety for something you can not figure out....????

thats when you know, you need a change....

There could none the less be one person in the world who can live without change...

Here I go casting a few examples:

• CASANOVA - a man who changed women like clothes and fell in love with each of them..... he betrayed none ... and this changing instinct made him what we call as history.

• MAHATMA GANDHI - From a simple boy to a lawyer to a womeniser to a so called freedom fighter to the father of the nation....and see today.... he is symbolised as the brand ambassador for non-violence but has his face on the root cause of violence, money. Wonder what he is endorsing. For more details - read "my experiments with truth".

• ADOLF HITLER  - From homeless shelters and eating at charity soup kitchens to a totalitarian leader of Germany and perhaps one of the most historic personality ever, he changed his life and became eternally viable. For more details - read "Mein Kamph".

• HARRY POTTER - From a miserable boy to the most famous boy wizard on earth, he not only changed kids reading him but also the actors portraying characters in the films, I mean what other way could Daniel Radcliffe be what he is today...  

• YOU - You were a kid, then an adolescent, then an adult and so on..... you've made a mark everywhere... you created history for yourself, your family, friends and everyone you knows you.....

Change is an integral part of everyone's life....

My point is not to be a paraphernalia critic here.... but to say a few things that I have observed around. 

There are a few people.... in fact a lot, who are scared of changes, I am not saying its bad.... its just that what is the point in being scared if its gonna be good for you... Change for good and life is better.... 

So, next time you think of doing something different to surprise your better half....don't step back... do it... to see that astonished look on his or her face.... be happy...

Don't be afraid.... to change for making your own and your parents' life better.... move out, explore the world, think of that one change that can fade away your sorrows, anxieties, tensions, stress, and above all monotony. 

I do it too.... and you know how....???

 I change......

Hakuna Matata

Moe..   

WHY ??

World overflowing with development

Spirits high and kicking

Beauties all over extending to infinity

And as echoing as ever

But all these developments seem to be in vain

WHY?

Do we shed a tear when they die?

Do we care to wipe their eyes when they cry?

Do we help them endure and not die of starving?

Do we really care if they can’t even stand as all of us want to fly high?


It’s a pity, pity for our country as it fails to take care of its future.

Pity for us to say they are our counterparts.

It’s a fake development if the glossiness and glamour is overshadowing the crude realities which the naked eye is unable to scratch and read

It is time not to let it get accumulated in a forgotten iron safe of presumed perfectionism.

When we have the power to achieve

The belief to widen every horizon

The power to build a new world

Then can’t we be of any help to those little twigs of lives

Yes, we have forgotten humanity,

But

WHY?