Honor for my country!

I am watching this serial called Boston Legal, and they mentioned, Supreme Court. The supreme court of America.. It was one of their best episodes.. They showed such awe for that institution.. such respect that i started to wonder.. did i ever showed such respect or felt awe for anything i have seen or observed or knew about in this country? Ever for my ancestors.. the freedom fighters.. the institutions which run this country of more than a billion? I looked around any saw i am not alone. I was depressed for a while.. and i think will remain sad for that part of me and my people around me. It is embarrassing to think of living in an environment where I don't have anyone to look up to.. The president, the PM everyone around me have been made look so normal, so local so questionable that I see them as normal people. One might argue.. in the end they are local people.. but should they be? Should they not generate respect? the charm so enthralling that i should be proud that they are leading me? A confidence in them when i look in their eyes which will tell me my future generations are going to remember me because I lived in those times when these leader were alive and changing world around us! I felt sad for more reasons i cant summarize right now.. might be its because I see myself doing something great in future and still see people around me questioning me.. doubting me.. loosing confidence time and again.. Its much more than respect of which i am talking of, and much different from blind faith.. I can just hope that someone else will also realize this feeling and then someone else.. and one of them will put it in better words and make more people understand that what i am talking of is a feeling, not different from the feeling of a fatherless child.

Written on July 23, 2002

For once, just once.... say you loved me..
Not much.. but sometimes you missed me..
I prayed, I cried, I breathe for you..
I died every minute, then got alive for you...

Meet me just once, before I die..
And just before I leave you, please cry..
God will send you rain, from heaven, from my eye..
Whenever you want it.. to enjoy and forget this shy..

Oh dear, my life, my love, please say..
The castle which you somehow broke away..
Was a fault, but now you understand me..
Even for a lie, for once, say now you love me..

Even for a lie, if you say, you thought of me once..
I promise I will never miss you..
And, if you can read the lips of the silence..
Like a brush of air, I will kiss you..

It isn't just a car which people are happy about.

It isn't just a car which people are happy about. Neither the low price, nor the design which we all are internally satisfied off. Its about proving "Yes I have it". Its a statement which we all Indians wanted to make since we got our independence. It is the arrival of a new kind of blood, a more confident one indeed.

It was a long journey. Dark. Through Red Books. Through inflations, assassinations, bankrupting banks to a decade of economic reforms. A journey so dramatic, on which countries which never lost their independence can be put on test. 6 decades of war against the definition of the "developing nation" and now here we are. Leading the humanity on both the fronts. On one end we stretch the corporate imaginations by providing cheapest but intelligent human service, to the other end of existing communities still unaware of what a telephone is! But hey, we do lead. And this is what we always wanted to know that we can. And it is what this car makes us feel. Proving the world wrong, justifying every uttered word of the promise made and making our existence felt.

This car is a serious contender for increasing global warming. It will provide more warmth in the blood of those who can dream. It will usher a new genre, capable of achieving, capable of challenging, capable of thinking that world shown in Hollywood movies is just America. The real world lies here. It will usher the need to understand the importance of noticing others rather than fighting to get notice, one of the marks of a World Super Power!

You and me.

Written on 8th Jan, 2003
You are the one who ignited me
lighted up my spirits and inspired me.
You are the one who somehow taught me..
caught up my faults and fought with me.

You are the one who never got it,
never guessed it, never thought it..
We both glorified, expressed sentiments, personified!
I was with you, but you never quizzed why?

I am the one who loved you, praised you,
I am the one who opened myself to read you.
I tried to say it all, I died to say it all...
But I knew, I was not you call, not your fall...

I am the one who'll always be with you.
Will smile for you, will cry for you...
Will make you laugh,
will help you find your better half...

Just

Written on 9th Jan 2003

If a moment given to love
but with a given condition in hand!
You can see, admire your dove,
without blinking else an end!

I can cry not to close my eye
I'll say, m not crying, I'll give a lie.
And I'll just look in her eyes to see a sea,
Which in, hope someday I'll be.

But before actually you blink, she beats you!
She leaves you alone, for whom you were live to.
And you close your eyes, in pain, in vain.
Still you see her image, again and again.

And your nearby comes there by...
say to you, open your eyes!
Look at the world, it can be fresh again!
So what, you have lost nothing if not gain!

So, that means
Just for a smile I smile again,
Just for a while, I should stop my rain?
Just to live should I die again?
And just for this 'just', you all are justified again!

Love the end!

Written on 1st March 2003

Darkest haze, still I can feel the sun
Magic is? Or the heart of one..
Who never said die on the way,
love the end, whatever to pay.

Time runs out, still I wait for moon.
Haze will clear, I'll say so soon..
In their hear, body and soul
They will call me, they will console..

Right from tongue, their lips and eyes..
Change will trend, they will surprise...
Right till the end, I'll wait for a start...
My memories will control, even you cannot depart.

With eyes on the skies and my discovered whys..
I'll ask the God, only one was the 'I'?
Why to send love so late if I were to go...
Magic is? Or one's heart, now you are to show.

Your eyes stopped me and asked me to believe

Written on 28 Feb, 2003

But your eyes stopped me, asked me to believe...


Will there be anyone who'll stand by me?
Should then I cry n expect someone to hug me?
I may struggle, tumble, I even may not be...
No matter where you are, you can say you love me..
But I know, it cant be...

Though you never asked anything..
never needed me, never relied on me for a win..
But I do say, you are my reliance..
You are my fire, my spirit, you are my stance.

Strange you never said a word and I wrote everything..
Strange I never had you, though I feel you missing...
I believe you can say I trust you..
Believe me, I'll always say I love you...

You surprised me, saying everything is finished..
But I guess... was there any starting or beginning..
Still I found myself guilty and decided to leave..
But your eyes stopped me and asked me to believe...

The same story ran again outside the door,
Same emotions ran over something without the floor..
Was it the time or was it my luck on the earth..
Which forced you to give me, hope to depart..