Day Zero: I was watching CNN IBN when they spoke about the gang war at Leopold’s'. Some channels had already started to claim it’s a terrorist attack. WOT!!!!! Gimme a brk I have been living in Mumbai for the past 24 yrs I know how terrorists attack, they don’t have the guts to confront me and my ppl. Switched off the lights and off to bed.
Day One: Holy shit!! It is a war….Like all I was others stuck to d TV for the next three days. Then the entire series of emotional ups and downs. It’s all over the place on media, at office, on the streets and even o my mind.
Day four: The operation is over at all the 3 places. Now the focus shifts to the aftermath and the “to do” for future. But I am sure many would identify with me on this thought. It is difficult to get sleep when u know that there is someone else out there who is fighting for ur life. I have heard and seen videos of Afghanistan and Iraq but never felt so terrible.
Day five: My blood was boiling, went for the march at the gateway- (I don’t know if marches help but it does one thing for sure- Solidarity). Then there were many other marches but the emotion had faded already.
Today: My pledge: I will vote for every election and more importantly make an effort to know not just more but a lot more about who I am voting for.
I will learn some form of self defense.
I will stand up against any form of corruption. It’s the root cause of terror entering countries like ours.
Friday, December 12, 2008
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Pass it on.....
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She was chaos, she was life,
She ran down the corner of her lane, she ran everyday, everynite,
And On a Thursday God caught her eye,
From a cage He called her out, she did not believe in Him,
Her senses seemed to be fooling her,
God’s smile shone on her and He put his heart onto her palms,
No it did not bleed all it gave out was white love,
The white seeped in through her pores,
Made her stoic, brought virtue in her,
She believed in God now, she believed in His Being,
How she wished she could touch Him, She went closer,
He pulled her in; there she felt God and a dream came true,
But God was outside now leaving her inside the cage,
She never felt this before, He made her GOD!!!!
PS: All characters are as per the author's imagination and has no reference to any concept of supernatural existence.
She ran down the corner of her lane, she ran everyday, everynite,
And On a Thursday God caught her eye,
From a cage He called her out, she did not believe in Him,
Her senses seemed to be fooling her,
God’s smile shone on her and He put his heart onto her palms,
No it did not bleed all it gave out was white love,
The white seeped in through her pores,
Made her stoic, brought virtue in her,
She believed in God now, she believed in His Being,
How she wished she could touch Him, She went closer,
He pulled her in; there she felt God and a dream came true,
But God was outside now leaving her inside the cage,
She never felt this before, He made her GOD!!!!
PS: All characters are as per the author's imagination and has no reference to any concept of supernatural existence.
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