Dreams...

If I dream I can be happy, if I dream I can be sad,
If I dream I may just worry, If I dream I may even be bad,
When I dream I could make you my friend, or else the biggest foe
When I dream I can be fast, when I dream I can be slow.
If I dream I can be a winner, out to conquer the world,
Or else the biggest loser, grumbling till I’m old.
In my dream I can run faster than the universe
Speak nineteen to a dozen in, reverse
In my dream I can be clever, teach you a lesson or two
And answer all your questions, without a clue

Coz in my dream I live, yeah! In this dream, I’m alive

In my dream, I could easily make you fall in love with me
In my dream I could be better than any one you’d see
When I dream there could be no one, except you and me
In my dream you could just be mine, and yet we could be free
I can dream when I’m asleep, with the stars mirroring my face
I can dream with my eyes wide open, at absolutely any place
I can dream, That’s only how I can be
I dream, oh I dream, and that is how I am ME!!

Coz’ life is but a dream….and in this dream I’m alive

The Various Snapshots Of Life , First

Land of the Gods.....

Garden of the Gods???!!!!

[The above pics were both taken in Manali, Himachal Pradesh. Locals refer to Himachal as Dev Bhoomi which translated means Land of the Gods due to the abundance of temples and the Himalayas]

Not so " Great Thoughts "

Anyone who has ever attended college or school would swear by the potential of some teachers to completely enthrall a class- not by their prodigious knowledge but rather by their seeming lack of it. Very often such lectures become the breeding ground for the various artistic talents latent in a lot of students( ya..like launching paper aeroplanes impregnated with spit so that they stick to the ceiling)…
During one such enlightening lecture I spent a good amount of my time altering great thoughts of some very great people. The outcome of it is before you








For the uninitiated, some notebook manufacturers include these great thoughts on the last page of the book in order to inspire students. I’m quite sure so will mine…
[P.S: As is the usual convention, the actual thoughts are in white while my special additions are in red. The author of the original quote is indicated at the bottom of each line]

GREAT THOUGHTS

Character, not brain, will count at the crucial moment. [ And if it doesn’t you’re probably still alive]
Rabindra Nath Tagore

Some men are born great, Some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.[The rest of us must work sloppily so as to highlight their greatness.]

William Shakespeare

Education is the chief defense of the nation[ money the chief offense]
Burke

People generally quarrel because they cannot argue [ And they argue ‘coz they have little better to do]
G.K.Chestertom

What can be added to the happiness of a man who is in health, out of debt and has a clear conscience
[LOVE]
Adam Smith

Generally the theories we believe, we call them facts, and the facts we disbelieve we call them theories [ Though you can rarely distinguish between facts and theories when you’re cramming before an exam ]
Felix Cohen

He who fears you present, will hate you absent.[ He who fears you absent will fear you whatever]
English Proverb

A specialist is one who knows everything about something and nothing about anything else. [A manager is one who knows nothing about anything- pretending all the while to be a specialist.]
Ambrose Bierce

A cynic is a man who, when he smells flowers, looks around for a coffin. [ A poet is someone who does the same but writes a poem about it.]
H.L.Mencken

There is no sadder sight than a pessimist. [ Or an overgrown optimist]
Mark Twain

Always behave like a duck- keep calm and unruffled on the surface but paddle with great vigour underneath. [ Then people can call you a good Quack]
Jacob Braude

[ WARNING: Doodling in class can land you into serious trouble. The author does not take responsibility for the same]

Go On....

Incapacitating, unbelievable , confusing moments pass by
Unfazed by the subtle soft sigh
Completely in my senses and yet too intoxicated
Capturing my mind and yet quite understated
Ironical to an extent it’s hilarious
Unfortunately I couldn’t be any more serious
And I try to go on….

It’s pulling me into the eye of the storm
Satan disguised in some unrecogonizable form
Pervading all rational thought
Teaching me more than I’ve ever been taught
Prodding me to explore the previously unexplored
Taking me down a dangerous road
And I try to go on

How long it will last, nobody’ll ever know
Heading toward the light beyond the door
Bracing myself for all that may happen
Without letting my anxieties deepen
The longer the path, the more I may weep
Yet, never accept defeat
I will go on.. and on.. till I can’t

Meet the lady in blue

There are already two of me here and as I had said before, some other parts of me are getting a little restive. This particularly deals with the part of me that has a darker persona. So in order to give a vent to her feelings I introduce you to the girl in blue. Her snippets will perhaps reveal something that will make you think, when you’re happy and depress you to the core when you’re already upset.
Hope you do not enjoy what she writes.

The Case Of The Blasphemy Of Rockers

Heyy !!!! So here I am again. Told you guys earlier that UPDATE was gonna be the real …(n I mean REAL) problem for ahem..both of Us. Looks like She did some updating here..( sorry for that senti poem guys….don’t think that’s actually me.. though I’m not sure... naaah…besides I don’t think there’s place for another one in this blog [:P]…)
All you Rockers out there, this one’s for Ya’ll( This IS more in ma league..) So I’m not gonna go in the details of what Rock’s all about ( Yeah…if you’ve even got the IQ of a 2 yr old you’ll probably know a lil about what it is). Here in India, the Rock rage is just about catching on. Since India is a land of traditions and conforming with social rules, Rock which was always been the mouthpiece of rebellion, is slowly becoming a huge favorite of the youth who want to break away from any chains binding them.( Ya n besides all those “socio..rubbisho” philosophies it’s darned good music which has lyrics to think on and sounds to completely blow your mind.)
I don’t claim to have loads of knowledge on this subject, but I believe that rock started originating from the time Bob Dylan started penning his liberal and rebellious thoughts on paper. And I also truly believe that Rock is all about being who you are and doing what you like without giving a damn about who says what. Ya so I like parties and people..( Ya …alright but I don’t )…maybe you like to smoke.. maybe she don’t….(no questions asked …no shit said.)
But heyyy… What do we have now.. “Dude( remember how that dumb guy in that movie said it..picture that now), I’m a rocker .. I have to smoke like an oil tanker on fire.. drink like my stomach is a toilet bowl and do them weed, speed …n whatever ”( Well and then I hope he goes n throws up on his bloody guitar..some rocker)
Ya .. some rocker… a lot of the guys I know would just start smoking, doing dope n all because they like the music and want to get into the clique(which is uber cool if it’s the right peeps) . And the rest of them don’t even like the music. It’s like if you gotta be a rocker you gotta do this man.. So what happened to doing what you want to do?
Go anywhere around town and the number of Nirvana T-shirts I see makes me wanna never look at Cobain’s face again in my life. C’mon you don’t have to wear an Iron Maiden T shirt to prove you’re a rock fan. And guys death metal in my opinion is just clanging vessels and a wolf trying to make itself audible from over all that.( You may like it…. but don’t just pretend coz that joker next to told you it’s “in” ..get a life)
I went for the Campus Rock Idols (CRI) competition, of the Pune leg in Feb (they might as well have called it the Campus Growl Idols coz that’s all most of the bands did… the only Rock show I felt like running away from.. {makes a face}).. It gave me a headache. And no one really had any stage presence. They were just trying to ape other better known bands.. ( But people people people… there is a HUGE difference in a fake n the real thing n we ain’t no idiots)
(Gimme a break people stop being wannabes). Another rather amusing aspect is their literary developments( Soon the Ivy league will start granting them PhDs in poetry). They turn poets overnight ( Y'Know rockers are also supposed to be poets…duh{smirks}). Their poems are only about flesh n blood( now don’t you go n think this straight outta the bible… this is the real thing) and biting heads off till blood drips, and I don’t what other gore(..just as long as you keep the blood comin) though they can’t make a correct sentence to save their life.
Really all you so called Rockers out there you really would be way cooler if you stop trying too hard. And think about the Music man(“ Ya like Jack Black said in the move` Rock ain’t about getting loaded and acting like a jerk….’ Although you may do it once in a while but only if you want to – not the wannnabe standing next to you”) In the End it’s gonna be the Music that will set you free.
So until next time … rock on…(..Ta)

She…

When you look at her you see,
A pretty laughing face
She is but an epitome of pain
When she is in her space

What you see is an ideal girl
Who’s loyal to her kin
While there she suffocates in silence
Digging those manicured nails into her skin

You see her with her blue-eyed boy
A picture of perfection
While her heart longs for so desperately
For that dark, unachievable man

With dreams in her heart she started out
Dreams that have faded to dust
Now she lives in the memories of a make-believe world
Battling an insanity that forever shall last..