"United we fight & divided we stand"

Every now and then, one or the other politician, rais his voice and claims himself to be the savior for the rest... do we really need a saviour??? we need a politicians who could champion the cause of India. I am not sure wheather i've to offer apology to proudly call my country, India. I am not sure wheather any one will rise from nowhere and start criticizing me for i've not called my country Bharat or Hindustan ...... i dont think by calling India i've hurt anyone's sentiment... if i have i offer my sincere apology, because i'd continue to call my country by any of the three name i like... Shakepeare said, 'wht's there in a name' ? But he might have not wondered in his wildest imagination that the politics in india will be fought within this domain. if he would have been alive, he must have attempted suicide... Mr. Raj Thackeray, the maharashtra polls are near you are justified in raising your voice as the time is ripe... pocket as many votes as you can... Afterall who knows, if everyone start learning marathi and become 'Mumbaiker'.... what will you do then? don't tell me you want to change 'Mumbai'.........

"Slapped in the face"

History is the documentation of the events that have passed so as to make the generation ahead aware of the errors and triumphs of the humankind. and it's been useful too. Everytime we make a mistake, we turn back to history to find errors. But our resistance to acknowledge it a different thing , altogether. An intelligent makes a mistake once whereas the foolish repeat the same, all over again. For them, the events passed is nothing more trhan the scratch.. Our leaders seems to following the secondary class. Time and again, we have been slapped in face but we ( i have used we coz in some way or the other we endorse their view) are not ready to accept the truth. The truth that our neighbours are decieving us, in the name of friendship, peace & tranquility...... i dont understand what is it that our leaders can't stop 'ROMANCING' their pakistani counterparts. since the very exixtence of pakistan, the leaders their have been more interested in uprooting the Indian democracy.... There was a time when we fought battles at our doors but now it has entered into our homes.... The recent invasion of the Mumbai invasion was only the next chapter.... ther's more to follow if the enemy is not contained.. In the recent observation, it is said that the ISI new about the 26/1 and the LeT is flourishing unhindered... what are we waiting for ? Do we want another 'wake-up' call? The only thing you can trust about our neighbours, both on the eastern and western fronts, is - don't trust them !!! its high time we realized the priority of our security...

The Prophet continues...........

Now that i"ve finished The Prophet.. i wanted to share a lot of it with u all... but i "ll cease to do that..for two reasons... first, that my interpretation may dilute the hard work, the author had put in.. and second i am afraid that despite my repeated attempts... I am unable to decipher few parts.. which i think, i"ll be able to after i develop a larger perspective of the Human Life.... Till then i can only say, that the book is a masterpiece.... do read it... A wonderful use of metaphors and a brilliant poetic composition. Caution: it's binding. once u start try to finish before u start loosing interest..

The Prophet...

hi freins !!!! u must be wondering abt the title.... THE PROPHET..actually its the title of the novel i am reading rght now...i haven't finished it yet i want to share something abt it...THE PROPHET- by KAHLIL GIBRAN, is the best religious book of the 20th century... and it verily throws light on the different aspects of life and its voyage through the sea of joy and sorrow..its been divided into 28 sections each having a indistinguished character... on love, on freinship, on drinking and eating, on work and many more u"ll find as u dive into it....THis piece by kahlil gibran is really a master piece...i"ll go into the details oce i finished it.........till then...watch this space for more...or you can experience the unexperienced by going through it....

celebrating in-dependence day..

The land of a billion- people,
the land of the re-incarnation.
A home to every religion.
I am no longer, the land of superstition.
For more than six-decades,
witnessed generation after generation.
But now i am parched, wounded and stained.
waiting for the rain..... to feed the empty stomach
and heal my grief and pain.
My hands are soaked, in the blood, I own.
I am rich and diverse,
Under the swathes of- poverty and sorrow.
Crying and Mourning, the day and the tomorrow.
I am a paragon of excellence, have conquered the moon.
standing tall, like the Himalayas,
Flowing uninterrupted, like the Ganges.
I transformed from an imbecile,
to a reckoning superpower.
But I am constantly attacked,
by my neighbors and world apart.
My soul is withered, and heart creeps under threat.
I am helpless and probably hapless..
I am sixty-three and going, as old as a new born,
and as innocent as an infant.
But, I still fear the changes,
I am a reflection of yours, if not better than you.
I have nourished you, for long and now,
I am undernourished I am your motherland....
I am sixty-three and still going....