Ik udaan hee sapno ko zindagi degi

Nadi mein talab hai

Kahin jo agar, samandar kahan door hai

Damakti garaz hai, sone mein agar

To jalna bhi manzoor hai

Ik udaan kab talak yun kaid rahegi

Roko na chod do isse

Ik udaan hi sapno ko zindagi degi

Sapno se jod do isse

An admit from a dream university! A mouthful of sky :)

I set you apart

He: What is it about Floyd that you love them?
I: Gilmour's string is my heartbeat. Wright's thoughts are my own. I love it more because it tells me I'm capable of endless love. Of loving you.


His nose on mine


He: You know we are not drunk.
I: Yes. You don't drink .
He: Would you hit the kids?
I: Maybe.


And no, the net does not provide any buoyancy whatsoever. Its  a free fucking fall. 

In Venice

Strum and sing 'Pigs on the wing'.

JUST for me.

With conviction.

Winter

A blue quilt.
A blue-er sock.
A cup of hot chocolate.
A wonderful movie.
A warm Sunday morning.
The sameness of another winter day.
I'm groggy...in a joyous way :)

Oh those four!

The Beatles. Need I say more? I cannot imagine my mornings without Sgt Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band and All you need is love. I cannot imagine the drugged evenings without Yellow Submarine and Lucy in the sky with diamonds. The reunions without With a little help from friends. Or the flirtatious Love me do! The distinct While my guitar gently weeps, Yesterday, and Hey Jude. The mystic Fool on the hill, the evergreen Strawberry Fields Forever. And the adrenaline infused Helter Skelter! The soothing four: Let it be :)

I also realized

http://primaxstudio.com/stuff/scale_of_universe/index.php
Humbled!
I hear the Gods colliding :)

I realized

that it's a sin to use 'Hindi movies' and 'Bollywood' synonymously.

Gup-chup: Vagina and the vaster void III

Rape: Thats what happens when you are fully clothed. Or when you show skin. Or indulge in substance abuse. Or you're out minding your own business. Or if you're from a lower class. Or if you have a vagina.

Chup. That's what you'll be asked  to do when you're being raped. Or when you're reporting it. Or when you're fighting it.

I'm appalled at how the son-of-a-bitch Santosh Kumar Singh's death sentence was reduced to life imprisonment 'cuz apparently certain things were in his favor. Oh yeah, I forgot that 'certain' things are indeed in his favor. His dad being a top-notch policewala and that he was a law student thus making him a well educated man. Oh I'm sorry, does rape become pleasurable when done by an 'educated' man? Isn't that showing too much confidence in modern education? Also, I forget, me poor poor child forgets that capital punishment actually helps legitimize rape. The Supreme Court of India says that capital punishment should be awarded in the rarest of rare cases. Hell, I forgot that rape was a common crime being committed every single second. I also forget that rape of certain women should be looked at differently than rape of other women. Like, if you indulge in substance abuse and go out drinking with men, you are asking to be raped. And if you're a gori-maim roaming about our great nation, our men have a license to rape you. So dear Priyadarshini Mattoo, if you're looking down upon us and can read this blog post, you were NOT to study. You were to marry and produce a kid. Of course then, it'd have been marital rape. I'm glad you're not alive to give birth to another rape victim (or rape convict). May your soul fucking rest in peace.

And Navratri starts tomorrow. 9 days of honoring women. Post that, it's just another rape story. All rise and laugh.

I propose public castration. Not capital punishment. And I beg the media to please broadcast it. Live.

Two pictures and the idea of justice

A kite maker in J&K giving 'Indian' colors to the threads. Demand for tricolored kites soar in January and August.

The Indian paramilitary force stands guard in a curfew in Srinagar.

Why does the state continue to burn? What is justice in the sense of the word? Is justice being done to Kashmiris for whom death is an everyday affair? Or is it being done to the paramilitary forces whose days are no less bloodier? And we celebrate India's 63rd Independence. Independent? Really? Call me a cynic. After all, truth has no shades of grey. Oh and also, Jai Hind. 


Pic courtsey: The Hindu

Persistent devotion, tenacious damnation.

Where's my wonder-fuckin-wall? Fabio- put your act together. The exodus is killing. Mr. Omniscient, I'm mocking your thoughtlessness. Dasavataram? Bah. I don't need ten! Just One. Who wouldn't fail me. What now? Faithful retribution?


Oh I feel so bloody blessed. Gaaah.

Devil's advocate?

All I wanna do is gobble all literature on Jinnah. Fascinating man! I want to peep into his mind, adore him and become his aficionado. No other creator of history has charmed me this well. Ok. Except for Hitler. 

Melancholy Murmur

It's been raining in Hyderabad. 
Hyderabad doesn't smell half as pleasant as Chennai during rains. 
But shouldn't Earth smell the same?

..was browsing the Nokia folder and came across this picture I clicked last year in Chennai.


Another week and I'll be home!


I.M.P.A.T.I.E.N.T.

Hope died under my converse, Pink and well, your bucket is your time machine

S: Hey hon!

Me: hellos! wassa?

S: Gah. remember the guy I talked about..HUGE crush btw, had As long as you love me in his iPod's oldies folder

Me(shudders): I swear to Lucifer I'll sing Floyd to my child instead of lullabies. Would save the world a wreck. anyway...off the list?

S: yes :D

Me: Good. 'cuz you know, real men wear Pink :P

S: as in THE pink na? Totally!

Chorus:I want to be your lover 

I wanna wrap you in rubber 

As pink as the sheets that we lay on 

Pink it's my favorite crayon, yeah!!! *squeals of laughter*

Me: Threesome dreams continue?

S: Absolutely. Me, the real man and Steven Tyler! :D

Me: or Tyler Durden :D :D

S:  found a Floyd crooning-hell-heaven-multiverse-sermon speaking soul mate yet?

Me: Meh.

S: non-existent?

Me: No :D

S: so gtalk status msg was...

Me: um..Glee :D 

S: :)..so how's Hyderabad?

Me: Bah. Humbug.

S: Because?

Me: no magic beans :(

S: ah hun..but you know, they're there :)

Me: THAT is true :)

S: so gonna continue staying alone? Not thinking otherwise?

Me: Not unless Leonard Cohen^@@ proposes.

S: Typical.

Me: I know. Men should learn THAT song. That'd DEFINITELY help them score!

S: That's not what I meant and you know it.

Me: No? *evil grin*

S: so? the house set up yet? and people? 

Me: oh long story. You don’t wanna know.

S: try me! :D

Me: Fine. You ask for it. 
While house hunting, the only things I was looking for, was a nice cozy place with abundant natural light, marble flooring and a big big washroom :D But life's bitch slap brought me back to Hyderabad and I was standing in front of my present home which has grey flooring and makes me feel like a cave-woman. Obviously, the house did not have much to offer except for safety. Oh and also, the blue bucket.

S: bucket??

Me: yeah. Apparently, your bucket is your time machine. Or pot of gold. Whichever you take to be more precious.

S: Enlighten?!

Me: Oh just the prev tenants, came about banging the door down (read: asking) for their bucket, mug and broomstick. Thrice!

S: and?

Me: I told them...

S: ?

Me: IT'S JUST A FUCKING BUCKET WHICH YOU PROLLY USED TO WASH YOUR SORRY POSTERIOR AND NEVER IN THE HISTORY OF TIME DID ANYONE REMOTELY SUGGEST THAT I HAD A FRIGGIN' OBLIGATION TO KEEP YOUR LIVES' SAVINGS INTACT. 

S: Proud. You inspire :)

Me: Thankee :)

S: People?

Me: Hypocrites.

S: Career?

Me: BrightER :)

S: :D

Me: heard anything from the insti yet?

S: Yeah! Things are positive :)

Me: congrats! :)

S: you temme? PhD ain't cutting out..MBA? Haas? Wharton? I know things have been grossly unfair in the past two years but still...

Me: Na. Wanna continue working for a bit more. No sweat. Work ex is a must. You know. Like an orgasm.

S: yeah.

Me: M-word doing the rounds yet?

S: Na...pays to be the younger one in the family ;)

Me: no shit! Lucky bitch.

S: you?

Me: none.

S: any new purchase?

Me: Bought In Spite of the Gods. Must read. Soooo wanna buy a new pair of (purple) converse.

S: again?

Me: I'm hopeless :)

S: I know. You hate Pink-the colour. Take care. You're precious :)

Me: so are you :) hugs..Love :)

^{PS: @@} Leonard Cohen: I’m your man. A.W.E.S.O.M.E.-only a girl would know :D

..and it's on and on

Dio passed away. Fuck.
One of the world's greatest. Immortal. Unmatched. Legend.

'...The sooner you'll know that you're dreaming
So it's on and on and on, oh it's on and on and on
It goes on and on and on, heaven and hell
I can tell, fool, fool...'

R.I.P \m/
You.will.be.missed.

Vagina and the vaster void - II

Dedicated to ma/amma/ammi..however you choose to call her..you're my strength and I will ALWAYS look up to you. Much love :)


My first post discussed Eve Ensler's testimony on rape and violence against women in DRC. On mother's day, I happened to watch another of Eve's videos on TED. Here's an excerpt:


And I want to talk about a girl that I just met recently in Bukavu, who was impregnated by her rapist.And she was holding her baby. And I asked her if she loved her baby. And she looked into her baby's eyes and she said, "Of course I love my baby. How could I not love my baby? It's my baby and it's full of love".


How can something born in a moment of absolute hatred, be so full of love? Only a mother would know.

Lady-whatever your name is- you amaze me. Hope that both you and your baby lead a healthy and successful life.


Here's wishing every mother and mother to be, a very happy Mother's day!


Pic Courtsey: http://www.artbywicks.com/
PS: watch the video here