Winter Mourner

My footsteps in the winter snow i do not find....

heart's melted,

not a morsel or a dime...

quest of a stranger i pursue,

wilting thoughts,

forgotten my dues...

warm shall be the summers

the river flowing by...

will carry my stories,

all far and high..

angel o' mine as i wait for thee,

forgive them all,

their miseries.....

Taare Zameen Par

Just as i thought that this sunday like the few others that have gone by lately would end on a "why am i alive???" note a sweet lil' sms from an equally sweet friend made me pause for a while and garner my thoughts on the "WHY AM I ALIVE???"note...and the mixture of these innumerable weird or wired...whichever sounds more human..lead to this blog





Taare Zameen Par is undoubtedly my choice of the movie of the year...Darsheel Safary aka Ishaan Awasthi who plays the dyslexic kiddo and Tisca Chopra aka Ishaan's mom get my votes for the best actor n actress par excellence...and Amir Khan needs no votes or support whatsoever, he's one of the best experimental film maker....





Like a true bollywood potboiler the movie ends on a happy note (wouldn't blame Amir for it 'coz thats the only way the guy could make some moolah from his movies).. but fact is that life for such gifted people always doesn't end on a bollywood dream, forget the end...their life in it's totality is a turmoil faced by them and their parents and not too many a few others with "hearts" (no harm intended to anyone; this is purely the authors point)





Exactly what I had expected from an Amir Khan movie, simple, no glam actors or models, no item numbers or jazzy music...and yet the subject matter dealt with was much appreciated by audiences across the country...any of you reading this blog internationally...this is one must watch movie not for the kiddo's but for the parents!...which also reminds me that SEL (aka Shankar, Eeshan & Loy) have done a marvelous job on the musical front of the movie...hats off guys!...






Like i said earlier for those of you haven't watched the movie as yet...go watch it!




N.B; I would be lying to myself if i said that i did not shed a tear at most of the heart rendering scenes in the movie...

Cryptic goes desi!

Ek mahal tha gili raeth ka..
ek mahal dil ke armaano ka...
na hava use uda saki na pani baha saka use....
tapta gaya woh suraj ki tapish, leheron se kheli aankh micholi....
kaynat uspe thi kurban..


aur phir aaya ek sailaab...
bikhar diya us sapno ke mahal ko...
ab bas hai sirf wahi raeth, usi samundar kinare....
wahi raeth, usi kinare...
aur ek armaan...

Cryptic angel...the poet!

A few squirrels came to my door and i fed them a cookie and yet they look at me with suspicion,
I guess they must know the scent of your beautiful hands....








It was just in a small quarrel and a shrieking sound...just like a cracking glass..and you asked for life's worth, love's worth in that single moment...
the whisper sounded a storm, the glance fiery and the voice a thunder...embers boiling your heart...
and till now i shatter myself to that one moment ...just one








Make your move, there's only black n white in the game of chess..no other colours...no place to run, no where to hide..how long can u hide???..
kill or get killed..its all but a game..so make ur move,it's chess...only black and white..