Everything You Ever Need In Me

I will be the one you can fall back to for support,
I will be the one to first propose -
exciting new ideas that can spice up our life,
and give all the earthly pleasures to my beloved wife.

I will be the one you can take out your anger on,
I will be the one to take you in my arms and keep you calm -
and releive your worries and fear in due course of time,
only to ensure that my sweet girl will be forever fine.

I will be the one you can lay your head on to cry,
I will be the one to gently wash away the tears until they get dried -
provide you with courage and happiness to make you smile,
and make you feel that our close bond has been really worthwhile.

I will be the one to kiss you and give eternal love,
I will be the one to hold you close and not let go when the times are rough -
only to see the bright sparkle of hope in your brilliant blue eyes,
and the first sign of success after a thousand failed tries.

I will be the whole world to you,
And you will be the whole world to me,
There will be so much love running through us,
Nothing else we will ever need.

An Irish Airman Forsees His Death

I know that I shall meet my fate
Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those that I fight, I do not hate,
Those that I guard I do not love;
My country is Kiltartan Cross,
My countrymen Kiltartan poor,
No likely end could bring them loss
Or leave them happier than before.

Nor law, nor duty bade me fight,
Nor public men, nor cheering crowds,
A lovely impulse of delight
Drove to this tumult in the clouds;
I balanced all, brought all to mind,
The years to come seemed waste of breath,
A waste of breath the years behind
In balance with this life, this death.

----W.B. Yeats----

....Wishes

I wish I could
In every moment, each day
Take your hands and
Guide you all along the way.

I wish I could
Hold you close to me
Smell your sweet breath
And kiss your lovely lips.

I wish I could
All through the night
Caress your beautiful body,
Shining in the pale moonlight.

I wish I could
Give you all that you desire
Exchange my happiness
With your darkest fears.

I wish I could
Lie by you all the time
Our lives would be full of flowers
Blessed with eternal sunshine.

I wish I could
Make you hear my heart beat
And let you know
You are living in every part of it.

I wish I could
Make you and me a cherished love story
Studded with deep attraction
And go down as famous in History.

I wish a lot of things,
All of them seldom come true
One wish I pray to have
The wish - I could have you!

Un-named #02

Everything is in place
Yet, nothing seems to be there;
I feel trapped in an unknown land
Longing for someone I can't see,
Longing for someone I love, Yet
never met nor touched.
A shadowy face flashes before my eyes,
A ghostly silhoutette against the night
I grope in the dark, Trying to
find answers to unasked questions
Friends, family, life, everything is still the same
But, I am different,
In pursuit of my unknown love....

Empty

The empty ache of loneliness
A hollow emptiness
A desperate want
For their caress
To fill the void
Left by invisibility
Butterflies flutter
When you meet their gaze
Knees weaken, just for a second
As they brush past
Then light-headedness
When you smell their scent
Then laterIn the quiet of the night
The empty void of want
Loins aching for them
Then hollow emptiness
The constant companion
The loneliness
Of unrequited love

----Anonymous----

Destiny

He rushed into the house,
And hugged his mother with a ferocious intensity,
And said, "I'm in love"
"Yes, I'm in love", as if
he himself wanted to question its validity
His mother eyes sparkled in a questioning look
"She's Leresa,
and she is the Goddess sent from above."
His mother was happy for him,
After all these years, he'd finally found his girl
Now, it was time for the happiness to commence
She immediately sent for the lovely lass,
A beauty that must be equal to the glowing pearl, who
had the power to overwhelm her boy's heart;
And destined to become one of the richest princesses.


The figure stood facing her,
Her black manes overflowing on both sides,
"She's definitely a sight to behold",
thought the overjoyed mom,
"Tell me, oh dear sweetheart, do you really love my son?"
The girl was taken aback, she staggered away a little,
And slowly replied, "No, I never loved him"-
An answer which sent a million arrows
through the mother's heart
Shattered it to pieces, tore it apart,
But, came the faint reply, "He loves you so much..."
The girl shook her head as a sign of disagreement, and said,
"I don't love him, I can't love him"
And then her face became all plain and grim
Giving a tragic end to this transient episode.


The mother knew that the girl was poor,
Her father was ill and on Death's door,
So, she offered help:
"I'll pay you for your father's expenses
And in return, you have to pretend
that you're in love with my son"
Leresa looked aghast, shocked at the woman's heartlessness,
Yet, to save him, she didn't have any other choice
And had to agree to her mind's silent noise
As tears rolled down her rosy cheeks.



So, they were married in a week,
A happy couple who was blessed by the whole town
They honeymooned in the Family Villa in a little island
And to the world, they seemed
the greatest lovers in History to be written down
The boy was filled with pride; he was the luckiest person on Earth
When he looked at the majestically curved face,
And lost himself in those serene blue hypnotising eyes.
The mother was ecstatic in seeing her son smiling,
What she couldn't see was the girl's silent mourning,
It didn't matter to her, coz,
she didn't care for Leresa's feelings,
She was a winner, which was all, she wasn't a human being
And yet, she'd conquered the thing called "Love".


Then, tragedy struck one day,
The girl's father lay dead on his bed,
Silent as night, still like stone
Sadly, there was no-one for him to mourn,
Only her daughter at his bed-side,
For people despise poverty.
To the girl, the deal had ended,
There was no need to return to the "airy" cage,
So, she took shelter in her lover's house
The next day, the boy saw them-
Passionately holding & kissing each other,
Through their open door;
He wished them luck secretly as he stormed
through his palace sobbing,
The next day, they found him in a grisly state-
Wrist-cut, demented, lifeless on the floor....

The Christmas Poem

Christmas is the time when everybody cheers,
All the religions- in both the hemispheres,
As all the rich & poor forget their fears
And celebrate the festive occasion with food, clothes & beer.
This is the time when all foes unite,
A universal brotherhood overcomes every fight;
Darkness fades away, prevails only light
Truly it can only be a God’s might!
The follower of Christ in every part,
On this festive day, can’t stay apart-
This a time for friendship, no time to hurt,
Its all the preparations for a brand new start.
The poor families who work everyday
But, now they are happy & gay
For only one day, their happiness stays,
What they do is only pray, pray & pray.
In India also, the joy is no less,
And you can see the spirit in everyone’s face;
Though the Hindus are more than the Christian race:
The epics are lost & Jesus has taken their place!
I also have quite a nice time,
With all my friends till half past nine
Help all the needy in every single line:
Its only my wish- they would’ve a jolly good time.

Remember Me

Do not shed tears when I have gone
but smile instead because I have lived.

Do not shut your eyes and pray to God that I’ll come back
but open your eyes and see all that I have left behind.

I know your heart will be empty because you cannot see me
but still I want you to be full of the love we shared.

You can turn your back on tomorrow and live only for yesterday
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of what happened
between us yesterday.

You can remember me and grieve that I have gone
or you can cherish my memory and let it live on.

You can cry and lose yourself become distraught
and turn your back on the world
or you can do what I want - smile, wipe away the tears,
learn to love again and go on.

*I can't go on. I must go on. I'll go on.

----David Harkins----

Un-named #01

My friends ask me, 'Why did you? '

An answer demanded, to which I've no clue,

Realise it is futile to struggle on,

The only term which can describe me is 'gone'.

I wordlessly fade away in tears,

My soul has been overshadowed with fears;

Only memories in my heart I can keep,

Still there're many more miles to go before I sleep!

Taare Zameen Par: Review

First of all, what I really liked about this movie is the simplicity in acting, none of the actors/actresses tried to act out of their skins.

The film's hero, Darsheel Safary, is a talented boy, no doubt, his expressions, acting really portray the work of a professional.

The film starts with Ishaan Avasti (Darsheel Safary) being dragged into his school bus after school as he was busy catching fishes from the drain. The boy comes home, and displays a childish tendency to disobey his mother's orders & when being questioned about the exam results, he diverts his attention to other works (coz he has got 2/25 in some paper) & he is ashamed of the fact. The story glitters on as we see our hero bunking school & enjoying his day outside, a symptom that he is someone special, not like the ordinary boys who follow the die hard schedule of school life. He sees the world from a different perspective, he dwells in his own world, animating simple objects into something playful. His problem: he commits spelling mistakes & he seems to have an odium for studies, the sole reason he is being sent to a boarding school (so that he can pick up his self).

The strict discipline maintained there also don't help as teachers mock him & scold him, humiliating the child's soul & obliterate's his self confidence.

Enter Ram Shankar Nikumbh (Aamir Khan) as the art teacher, who, soon understands the pattern of mistakes done by Ishaan & visits his home, where he is shown the child's earlier works, and much to his surprise, he learns that Ishaan loves to draw, a fact which shocks him as the latter refused to draw when asked generously by him. He experiences the boy's creations & even understands his internal turmoil when he sees the dreaded notebook where the same drawing is drawn, father, mother, elder son & younger son, the last fading away from the family with each turning of the page. He identifies this problem of Ishaan as dyslexia, in which the child has is impaired & can't distinguish among letters, sounds, numbers etc.

He takes it upon himself to improve Ishaan's ability to cope with the other "normal" students and at last, his hidden talent is recognised by all, when he wins the drawing competition organised by Nikumbh, proving that its love which can heal all disorders, not scoldings & strict discipline.

Rating: 8/10

Director's Note

P.S. Enjoy the special background music, "Kholo Kholo" from this film.

From The Eyes Of A Litter

(Although “litter” means “rubbish things, garbage” etc, here I’ve used it in the context of a human being )

As the dawn breaks in beckoning a whole new day,
A shackled life searches for a way to exist,
The eternal firmament, seems, but a dusk of gray,
The soothing air, just a demented, grisly mist.
Sprouting of green leaves never happen in my life;
To imagine of tomorrow, hurts like one beastly pointed knife!

Lying by the side of the roads, inhaling dusty smokes,
With just a shattered gown to warm the soul,
These eyes gaze at speeding cars & busy people-my only hopes,
As I prepare myself for another battle, holding the blessed bowl.
Spits, abuses & awkward stares will be hurled at me,
Yet, I cannot, but plead with clasped hands, help this rusted body.

Sometimes a note, sometimes a clinking coin enriches my pot,
Sometimes a vicious kick leaves an agonizing black spot;
This has been my life through all these years & more,
As I’ve experienced countless internal uproars.
My identity is not a human, but a beggar,
And though you say, “I care for you”, you’ll despise me forever.

Immobile

Empty spaces feel me from inside

Like a large vacuole engulfing its prey

I feel a minute tinge of pain, running down my spine

I feel light, I experience something divine

Black shadows encircle me, Communicating

with my soul, beckoning it to interpret their silent words

A pale glow pre-dominates in the eyes,

Eyes that've seen much, tolerated much,

Eyes that've seen every loving touch,

The blackenend blood winds its way upto the poisoned heart

Sending pulses for it to relieve the body of any more misery.

People around me talk in some unknown language,

Unknown, or known, but seems to be unknown?

A svelte veil shields the animate from the inanimate

I ask slowly. "Is this what it feels like to be enlightened?"

A voice deep inside cogitates, and whispers,

"This is what feels like

Death."

Dream Deferred

What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
Like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?

----Langston Hughes----

EPL Super Sunday: Liverpool v/s Manchester United

A classic Sunday showdown between two arch rivals, Liverpool & Manchester United, only 6 points separating them, a match everyone was looking forward to, as Rafael Benitez (Liverpool Manager) set onto re-write his record of a poor performance of his side against the Red Devils in the last 6 games.

Game starts: Anfield Liverpool in their traditional all red, Man U in all black.

It was a tension packed exciting encounter between the 2 football Giants, full of tackles, bookings, heated arguments. Liverpool had their chances, with Fernando Torres with the best chance of the game heading the ball off target while Van der Sar was out of his marked space. The Spaniard wasn't at his majestic best, the kind of form he is capable of & the kind of form he in the game against Marseille.

In the 43rd Minute, Carlos Tevez flicked on from a Giggs corner after Rooney had sent it firing towards the goal, the opener more a result of poor defending & no marking from the hosts than class from the Argentinian forward.

Liverpool really heated things up in the first part of the 2nd half, but, Ferdinand, Evra, Vidic & Co. were rock solid at the back, determined to see through the rising pressure. United had another chance to double their lead, but, Wayne sent it wide.

Liverpool tried hard, but couldn't net in an equaliser, Steven Gerrard failing to inspire his team, unlike many times.

At the 93rd minute, the whistle blew, bringing an end to Liverpool's chances of getting to the top as they drifted 9 points apart from the defending champions, Manchester United.

Final Score- Liverpool 0:1 Manchester United

What a match, full of excitement, never did I feel bored while my eyes were glued to the TV throughout the whole episode. Waiting for the next match now, another Grand Slam when Arsenal host Chelsea in the Emirates Stadium.

Took a short break & came online to have an updated score on my blog. :D

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Night

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

----Dylan Thomas----