Saturday, May 24, 2008


It is common to see people of east as an itinerant of west. Of course….it is the walk of the town now… the trio bangla, gadi, aur paisa has become a prerequisite for a grand life… we owe this to our British rulers who left that tinge of chic after they went… ‘angrez to chale gayee par angreezee chod gayee’ .

But now is the time to witness a reverse osmosis… the west is drifting towards east…it indeed is.. The cultural heritage of India is attracting people from the west. Recently, the famous supermodel Heidi Klum and her husband Seal celebrated their 3rd anniversary by reuniting via an Indian wedding. It is reported that the duo was so much magnetized by Benaras and its vedic splendor that they decide to call upon a pandit all the way from India and a ‘mini benaras’ was created along mexico’s costa careyes beach.

Similarly Angelina jolie who visited India for shooting “ a mighty heart” was astounded by India’s beauty and said that India was much more diverse than what she had heard.

And of course our bollywood gang is not lagging behind they have not left any stone unturned to depict the extraordinary talents of Indians.. be it “ namesty London”, “swadesh”, “om jai jagdesh”, or out Indian ‘krish’ who is an consummate combination of superman, batman, and Spiderman. Then comes our mighty brigade of millionaires…the Mittals, the Ambanis..So doesn’t that show that we are somewhat elevated than them. At this point of time it would not be wrong to imagine a 100 yr rule of east over west…. Doesn’t that sound intresting?????. .. when our future generations will read in their history



one fine morning, when the sun was high,
and mother nature had bunged its sigh,
all creation seemed to be celebrating,
and, there seemed to be no sign of grating,
yet, i could sense a fear in my heart,
as if things had ended before i could make a start.

as if life had lost its flavor,
and, had left my mind to waver,
i felt like i had felt never before,
but, it was a horrible feeling to be sure,
as if the world had lost its lure.

i could sense the end,
the end of many trends,
time seemed to have stopped,
and it stood by me to mock,

what i was, and what am i now,
oh! why did it happen and how?...
at present, when i sit down to pen down my thoughts,
life seems to be about to rot,
everything seems to have come to an end,
as if i am left with no errands.

i feel as if no one cares for me,
as if, none is there to adore me,
as if i am left all alone,
just me, me and me.

oh! so much of pessimism,
pray thee! i don't die of egoism,
there is a ceaseless restlessness,
as if destruction has held me to caress,
help me oh god
to come out of this pod.

but, then after every night there is a day,
there is still a hope that someday.....