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and all of it is seems like a blur.
a picture, a tad bit unclear,
held up by a frame hangs on the wall.
bruised,
and torn,
and broken.
only to be seen by you,
the mender of things.
stitch them back, those fragments
of the dream you once weaved.
colour the sky,
with shades of blue
and purple
and a hint of orange.
spread your wings,
and soar high.
and swim.
cerulean velvet,
washing the sheets of gold.
go dive,
and paddle,
and throw your tiny arms around,
and smile.
i can see from the shore.
you little mender of things,
glueing back the torn shards,
and singing and laughing so hard
that the muscles of your belly
are giving way.
your eyes are leaking
because of the pains of joy;
the joy of containing the world within you.
the land,
the sky,
the sea.
the echoing hilarity
washes my feet.
you touch me.
the hunters are out to bring down those birds in the sky.
there is blood everywhere.
and, there are cries.
i am silently weeping.
and shaking.
my hands feel numb as i am typing right now.
my eyes are hot.
my insides are squirming and i feel like screaming.
i haven't felt this angry in a very long time.
it was about 12.15 in the night when my sister woke me up and called me to the TV room.
i could hardly sleep after that.
i hope that people see light now.
and they grieve and cry like me.
i hope people are shaking and trembling like me.
the time has come for history to repeat itself.
it is time for WWIII.
and this time, it shall not be fought amongst countries.
this time, it will be a war against Satan.
the time has come for the sphinx to rise.
and devour everything that comes in the way of humanity.
i hate this blame game people are playing.
blaming the system and the government for everything that is happening.
they are terrorist attacks, for crying out loud!
they'd happen even if the system was flawless.
the armed forces are out there risking their lives, and even dying, so that your brother or sister or parents or friends can get out of the hotels safely.
14 policemen have already lost their lives.
and you still say that the system is callous and useless?
and you blame the government then.
the government is the reason why relief is being brought at its present rate.
without that, we'd all be finished.
we need to rise above all of this now.
it is time to nurse back this world to good health.
it is time to fight.
wake up.
humanity needs you.
feel.
feel pain.
this isn't a war on mumbai.
it is a war on the world.
it is a war on mankind.
"the joker has struck."
its her birthday today, my bestest friend's.
:D
total yayness.
:D
and this be for her, totally.
and plis drop wishes for her here?
i'll force her to see it.
and she shall turn red and funny.
plis?
we were in the car, talking about inane things.
my dad and i were having a fight over the pair of shoes he was wearing.
i spent half an hour in the morning brainwashing him, explaining how the brown ones looked dorkish and that he ought to wear the black ones.
he brought up the topic again and so, yes, we were "fighting".
it is best to skip the part where my sister or my mother would pass some extremely out-of-the-blue comment and we'd all be in splits.
that is my family.
but, we are deviating from the topic again.
so, yes, there was the fight.
we were somewhere near 'elite' (it is this perfectly snobbish but otherwise useless gift store) when my mother suddenly went all straight faced and said
"PEOPLE DON'T SMILE ANYMORE".
the ass that i am, i commented that sensex and dow jones is not really giving anyone a reason to smile, and hence, people don't smile.
*duh*
and yes, WE obviously did start laughing after that.
it was after the laughter died that i caught myself staring outside the window, gaping at the world outside.
people keep talking about how things have changed.
how people are too busy to see around them.
but the sun is still shining, isn't it?
is it that difficult to smile?
and not be troubled for a while?
to love the life given to you?
and hug and love yourself a bit too?
there are problems.
we all have them.
but has taking them seriously and worrying oneself about it ever really helped anyone?
haven't we all lied down on our backs thinking of a life where things wouldn't be this difficult?
where we could be the way we liked without anyone making an issue out of it?
without having to worry about what your boss would say about your behaviour.
without having to think about how your friends would react to your day's clothes selection.
without having to care about the world and its ways.
we all want a life like that.
only that we don't realise that we can have that life if we reach out for it.
you can never relate to your boss because you don't want him to relate to you.
you don't like him because you don't make yourself likeable to him.
you think about your friends judging you because you never understood your friends.
your friends would love you even if you turned up at maddox during durga puja wearing your halloween costume.
you care about the world because you keep yourself away from it.
be a part of it.
you think too much.
you need to feel a bit more.
life is a long journey.
only that we have very little time.
breathe.
laugh.
shout.
cry.
hop.
skip.
jump.
trip.
this life is yours.
smile.
no.
i don't think there is anything fun in not doing anything.
especially when there is so much to do.
and i realise that i should choose those tasks which will actually make a difference.
something like organising a march against Global Warming.
but here i am, doing random tags.
and all thanks to her.
RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.
RULE #2 Tag 6 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.
1. If your lover betrayed you what would your reaction be? Aah, well. Let's not talk about this.
2. If you could have one dream come true which one would it be? Blow up the world with a nanometer of an atom bomb. Actually, no. I think I'd choose to blow up only those people who lack gray matter. No, seriously. You really need to do something about yourself before that day comes. Else, I'd be forced to become a suicide bomber. Achmed style. Totally.
3. Whose butt would you like to kick? See. There is no liking and all that. If I want to, I will. But the point is, I think I am a bit too good for meaningless *ahem* violence. So, :)
4. What would you do with a billion dollars?Buy all those things I can't right now and pull myself out of penury. OR, I might even end up oggling at all that money for the rest of my life and scream "Are you serious? You must be kidding, HAH!"
5. Will you fall in love with your best friend? See, if I knew so much about what I will be doing, I would have been Bill Gates by now!
6. Which is more blessed: loving someone or being loved by someone?Neither? Or, ah well! forget it.
7. How long would you wait for someone you love? Can I say that I hate this question? It is the stupidest question ever asked, you know!
8. If the person you like is secretly attached, what would you do? Kill that bitch! No, seriously, what do you think I am? AND, chances are that every guy I like will be secretly attached. And I am still not behind the bars.
9. If you could root for one social cause which one would it be? Adult literacy. WHY DOES NO ONE GIVE IT THE IMPORTANCE IT DESERVES? My point is simple. If you want the future to be educated, you really need to do something about the present.
10. What takes you down the fastest? Don't know. No, really. I don't know.
11. Where do you see yourself in 10 years' time?Sitting in front of the computer monitor, blogging about things better than stupid tags.
12. What's your fear? Dying without telling everyone how much they mean to me. My folks, especially.
13. What kind of person(s) do you think the person who tagged you is/are?Jealous and pseudo-stupid.
14. Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor? Married and poor. I can work my way up to the top. So, I'd eventually end up with both the highs.
15. What is the first thing you do when you wake up? Fall asleep again.
16. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously who would you pick? Knowing me, that would never happen. I'd end up too mindfucked if that happened.
17. Would you give all in a relationship? Depends. But no, not always. I always believe that there should be a sense of mystery. That's what keeps the interest alive.
18. What's eating you now? Sore throats.
19. Do you prefer being single or in a relationship? Depends on my state of mind.
20. Tag 6 people... WHY? Anyway, I'd REQUEST everyone who reads this to do it. Please?
And sorry Pinkie, I can't do the second tag. Five is too small a number. There are just too many.
Thank you, come again.
"I have a dream that one day man will NOT be judged by the colour of their skin but by the content of their character."
--Martin Luther King, during the famous "I have a dream" speech in August, 1963
45 years later, this dream has been realised.
The world cried tears of joy when another black American addressed at the end of a fruitful 22-month long campaign as the newly elected president of the United States of America.
"If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible, who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time, who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer."
There must be gazillion people worldwide already blogging about what is mankind's biggest victory so far, each having a different story to tell.
Like me.
Since yesterday, I haven't been able to stop smiling.
The goosebumps don't want to stop and I have a lump in my throat.
My eyes are burning hot with tears.
I am a non-American.
But I know that this is not about America, or India or even Kenya.
It is much bigger than the lines drawn by man.
It is about what binds every human together.
It is about bringing back hope when people can't walk anymore.
It is about bringing back the first ray of sunshine after a dark night which was not wanting to come to an end.
My father asked me the other day why I wanted Obama to win.
I said that I thought that he is a man who is going to do great things.
Not just for America, but for the world.
If he is strong enough to be able to rise above creed and colour, he is strong enough to shoulder humanity.
"To those - to those who would tear the world down: We will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security: We support you. And to all those who have wondered if America's beacon still burns as bright: Tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity and unyielding hope. "
We have talked about Kennedy.
We have talked about Luther King.
Now, let us talk about Barack Hussein Obama.
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