Mood's Wings

I was recently going through a magazine article regarding the plight of the Godhra riots survivors and the apathy they are still facing in the hands of the administration and society (more so in case of minorities). Here's my tribute to those who have lost everything in the carnage. Again written in one of those classes where I turn schizophorenic sometimes and break away from the mundane realities of boredom. It comes a little late but nevertheless.... Revisiting Godhra Walking down the good old lane , where I'd been before. Looking at the black brick house, standing naked like a whore. I see no life no aged soul, for they've all been muted. The silence colours the courtyard grey , all the laughter seems diluted. Whose fault was i

A photo essay comprising the tri- colours prepared by me to commemorate our Republic Day. What we were (The First Indian Tricolor It had lotuses for very Indian State, moon and sun depicting communal harmony ) What we are What we want to be What we do not want to be What we should try to be What we can do.... Scale heights Touch the skies Excel Express ourselves (Remember Malini Ramani?) Burn turfs Go Global ( A German woman gets Indian Flag painted on her face in Dharamsala ) Friends...let's pledge to do India proud by contributing in our own special ways.

I have been tagged by a blogger dame called Tarni and requested to write 8 things about my dream lover. Rules of the game are … 1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover. 2. Need to mention the sex of the target. 3. Tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment on their comments saying they’ve been tagged. 4. If tagged the 2nd time, there’s no need to post again. So here I go... Sex: Thrice a week wud do great. Has to be wid a female though. Need not be a stunner. Though has to have a good taste in clothes and should be neatly dressed. Need not think only about what to wear all the time. There are many important things in life besides what to wear and what not to ;) Should be well aware about different issues and should be able to atleast contribute to every topic being discussed under the sun. Should be a big fooodie and should be able to appreciate different cuisines. Should have the courage to stand up and say" f**k you" t

I have been writing this post after a very long time. Part culprit in this delay is my lethargy and the other one is the fest that happened recently at my campus. It's called Manfest ( www.iimlmanfest.com ) and is dubbed as one of the largest B- school fests in the country. this year the budget was sumwhere around 63 lacs as compared to 33 lacs last year. Many big names in the corporate world as well as from other walks of life visited us to give talks ranging from retailing to entrepreneurship to concentration to success mantras, u just name it. It was all fun and to add colours to that were the shows by KK and Parikrama the rock band. The Pakistani band Jal was supposed to come earlier but backed out at the last moment due to some visa issues. Happens....especially when u r dealing with someone really as militant and as jehadi as a rock band from Pakistan!! All the secularity.....sovereignity....integrity....unity.....democracy....blah blah of India are put on code red the mo

Today has been a day of revelations of patent infringements for me. In the morning the daily TOI carried a report on a chinese mobike named "Gulsar" being launched in the Brazilian market. It's actually a fake clone of our very own Bajaj Pulsar and to top it all , even looks exactly like one. Will somebody teach ingenuity to China or is it just about copying , large scale manufacturing and dumping of goods ? The second encounter was during my dinner meal at Sahara Ganj, a mall in Lucknow where we had gone to do some shopping. We had our meal at a food plaza where I bought a meal combo of a chicken 'maha' burger, a piece of fried chicken and a regular Pepsi from a stall called "Jack in the box". Only God knows what this name has to do with a restaurant? But, this is the case everywhere with these desi gone firang restaurants. Open up a supposedly multicuisine restaurant, give it a pseud yankee name and offer a brutally raped Indianised version of everyth

Just got hold of a mail I wrote a long time back to a very close friend of mine when he tried to convince me of getting rid of fags (which I had recently started at that time) by sending me a very harsh message online. I was in a little inebbriated state at that time (yeah...i do this sin too!!) and seriously wasn't in the mood to argue over this point. So, the best method I realised at that time was to write him back describing my point of view on the matter(every sin has a justification u see!!) . The tragedy was that we stopped talking for quite some time as he got quite pissed off with my reply. Though since than we have resolved our differences and share the same beautiful relationship as ever but I simply cannot forget this incident thru my life even if I want to, the mail and it's repurcussions that is. It ran something like that... " Hi, This ain’t no justification mail urging u to talk to me as asked to abstain from. This is just to make one thing clear and driv

It has to shine through all the obscurities. Me...yet to come out with something like that but I know I will. Photo Courtesy: Zatomm ( www.foolonahill.blogspot.com )

Here's one poem I wrote while in class sixth. The teacher had one word and asked us to write a poem on it. My word was 'Sun'. The Dawn The dawn comes as the sun rises, waking every bird and plant. And, filling their mind with happiness, like the dreams of them have come true. Every bird is chirping aloud, and the flowers blossom , like the sudden burst of rain from a cloud.

Am back from hols after about a week. Itz the time when u really want to run away from everything around you. But as usual things don't always go ur way. The week went past in a jiffy without giving me time even to pull thru properly. Am realxing in every possible way since I've come back, catching up with 7-8 hrs of sleep at nite, watching movies, playin pool,listening to some really soulful songs like "Zindaa hoon " by Strings and some stuff by Rabbi and Jal also.Heavy metal has taken a back seat for a while. Have already given in to one sin out of seven that is GLUTTANY. I've been eating a lot than ever ever since I went back home. People have already starting to point out that I'm gaining a lil' more of adipose tissues jus by lookin' at my face. Hafta start jogging soon. My new year resolution of doin' away wid fags went up in smoke on the very first day in the campus wen a friend took out a pack of Camels he got from Bangalore. This is what