BAND OF BLOGGERS BY ANISHA MEHTA - Publication :Times Of India Ahmedabad; Date: Nov 17, 2007!!

I AM ACTUALLY PUBLISHING ANISHA MEHTA'S ARTICLE IN TOI ON MY BLOG>>>>HERE GOES....

Publication: Times Of India Ahmedabad;	Date: Nov 17, 2007;	Section: Times City;	Page: 4

Band of bloggers

Anisha Mehta reports on what youngsters from Ahmedabad are blogging about....

When Kuheli Roy posted an article on reservation on her blog, it inspired her friends across cities like Delhi and Mumbai to participate in anti-reservation protests. It also lead to them participating in a candlelight march in Ahmedabad last year. “I sent a link of my article on reservation to all my friends in different cities. They were motivated to be a part of these protests.”
The Indian Blogosphere is inundated with techies from Bangalore and Hyderabad, talking mostly about the digital world. But there is a select band of bloggers from Ahmedabad who are doing what made blogging an international phenomenon - using it as a free-for-all diary, but also motivating to get more socially conscious.
Nitesh Jain’s blog, on the other hand, has sensitised people towards social causes. “My blog has inspired friends and colleagues to join NGOs like Yuva’ and Dhirshti. Nitesh’s blog, ‘Walking towards reality’ links videos along with regular posts on issues from flood relief to peace marches. “People talk about problems but never make an effort to solve them. Through this blog, I am taking an initiative to bring a small change in the society. My friends volunteered to work for Seva Cafe after I posted an article about it on my blog.”
Lending their contribution towards the society are also youngsters like,25-year-old Tapan Shah, a software engineer who blogs his political views to generate discussion and debates. “My article on ‘Adnan, Orkut and Media’ was chosen to be a part of various other blogging sites.It made people realise that it is not just the internet that should be regulated but other media as well, especially after Adnan Patrawala’s murder.”
Descriptive about his thoughts on female foeticide in India, latest gadgets in technology, he also likes to review movies from India and Pakistan.
Opining on life, Hemal Mehta, a third year student from H L BBA adds, “Relationships,friends or exams,all these are an integral elements in any students life and my blog.” Expressing her reasons to blog she says,“If my friends can find a reason to smile and be happy after reading my blog, it is simply worth it!”
Akash Bhavsar’s blog displays photographs showcasing the skyline, in and around Ahmedabad.

THE LINK TO THE GIVEN ARTICLE IS AS FOLLOWS:

http://epaper.timesofindia.com/Repository/ml.asp?Ref=VE9JQS8yMDA3LzExLzE3I0FyMDA0MDI=&Mode=HTML&Locale=english-skin-custom

Honestly, this is Super Encouraging for bloggers like me.It helps me channelize my thoughts and find more creative avenues for self expression....It increases my awareness to myself as well as the visible and invisible reality.Hope the creative spark in me motivates me to do more of Blogging....
Amen!!!!

THE ARTICLE ON MY BLOG IN TheTimes Of India - 17.11.2007 !!

Times Of India ePaper

Wow....this is exciting.... The article in THE TIMES OF INDIA ON THE BAND OF BLOGGERS IN AHMEDABAD on Saturday, November 17, 2007 by Anisha Mehta featured my blog too.Here is a copy of the article from Page 4 of TOI, Ahmedabad edition that featured my blog.IT SURELY IS ENCOURAGING AND MOTIVATES ME TO DO MORE OF BLOGGING AND SELF EXPRESSION!!Thank You Anisha....

Click on the link below for a copy of that article:

http://epaper.timesofindia.com/Repository/ml.asp?Ref=VE9JQS8yMDA3LzExLzE3I0FyMDA0MDI=&Mode=HTML&Locale=english-skin-custom

ABOUT MY BLOG....ALL I HAVE TO SAY IS....

"BLOGGING SEEMS INTERESTING AND SINCE I AM USED TO WRITING DIARIES, I AM TRYING OUT MORE INNOVATIVE METHODS OF SELF PORTRAITURE.Blogging for me is a digital expression of myself.With the advent of technology, ideas are not only confined to one's personal diary and by blogging i can give vent to my emotions as well as reach out to different people who are poetry lovers."

The main reason why i write poems about love and hope in my blog is because with the amount of hatred and viciousness in the world....There is a need for love and hope.Poetry surely comes from the heart for me and my thoughts create my poems based on those feelings.

The most number of responses that i get are for my love poems and these are very encouraging.All the comments are very encouraging.Some of the replies are a response to my poem, a continuation or an answer to that thought.Some of my friends have started trying blogging and writing poems after reading my blog posts.Its on a small scale, yes, but its good to know that its making a difference>>small..surely but its there.This wasnt possible earlier as people didnt have access to my poems..whereas now more and more people are trying out blogging and hence accessibility is not much of an issue.

I do write on hope, success and failures too as these are the eternal truths and tests that life has to offer to all of us.

Some of my blog posts are memoirs....bitter-sweet moments and a comment on that.I also write on topics that trigger my interest or affect me directly at that point in time.My blog post on reservation did come during the protests in Mumbai in which my friends from IIT participated and when some of my friends read the blog, they passed on the thread and it kind of helped in awareness during the candlelight march in May or June 2006>>not sure of which of the two months.Well, its not that this was the only reason for the march as i'm not really a social activist..but i am an opinionated Literature student..but it helped the cause..in some way by giving "SOME PEOPLE" the "SPARK".

My favourites are all my poems as they are an extension to the self.Cant say which one.For me..each and every post is special in its own way....

WISHING MYSELF A VERY HAPPY BLOGGING!!!!AND ALL MY READERS A VERY HAPPY READING AS WELL....

CARPE DIEGM.... SIEZE THE DAY!!!! CHEER ON!!!!

YEARS MAY COME, YEARS MAY GO - IRISH ROVERS

IRISH ROVERS lyrics

This song was introduced to me by Bhupendra Sir and from that day onwards i cannot stop singing it.Its one of my personal favourites because of its extremely meaningful lyrics.

THE SECRET LOVE OF THE PRINCE AND THE MERMAID

HER PRINCE WONDERS....


We two talked of love, the world and much more
Together we sat on the sands salty ocean seashore
I felt an urge drive me, to ask her for her name
Yet my words were ever held back time, time again

A magical thing she was, much beauty one of awe
Her myth and magic radiates appeal and much more
Legends are made from her being, songs and words
She′s rarely seen but to the oceans fish or it′s birds

Sitting there, aside of me, we were chatting about life
A desire longing to ask her, if she′d be my Wife
Appeal and desire to have her, grew incredibly strong
Sensing she′d make me happy, my entire life along

I gave her a locket..of the finest silver fair..
An intimate promise from my weary soul
She stared at me with blue eyed wonder
then lost herself in the blues

Waves beat the shore, mesmerised adrift in her potion
Her love and serene beauty were in tune with the ocean
I reached for her hand, yet she slipped into the sea
Leaving me there alone, waving her goodbye to me

Emotions crammed in, relaying we two were made
But I couldn′t have this oceans beautiful mermaid
This was but a dream, the stuff of legends you see
Alone in my fantasy, without my mermaid I′ll be

HIS MERMAID PONDERS....

I float beneath the surface
without need of harsh air
sun-flecks flutter downwards, lost in blue
I breathe the water: oxygen reddens my blood
redder than coral

shoals of fish dart and twist in bright chorus
slow creatures nestle and forage among
dark boulders where weeds
fan out like flukes
waving softly as
my hair

I pause
feel the silver locket
bump gently at my breast
dive back, head over tail like the dolphins....

Stick Wit You - Aladdin

IT IS ONE VIDEO THAT DEFIES THE NOTION THAT THERE CANNOT BE ANY HAPPY ENDINGS..THIS ONE IS FOR HOPE....DEDICATED TO MY BEST PAL.

STICK WIT YOU - lyrics.

Oohooh ooh oohooh ooh... 

C'mon!

I don't wanna go another day 

So I'm telling you, exactly what is on my mind 

Seems like everybody is breaking up 

And throwing their love away 

But I know I got a good thing right here 

That's why I say (Hey) 

Nobody gonna love me better, I must stick wit u forever

Nobody gonna take me higher, I must stick wit u

You know how to appreciate me, I must stick wit u, my baby

Nobody ever made me feel this way, I must stick wit u 

I don't wanna go another day 

So I'm telling you, exactly what is on my mind 

See the way we ride, in our private lives 

Ain't nobody gettin' in between 

I want you to know that, you're the only one for me (one for me)

(When I say)

Nobody gonna love me better, I must stick wit u forever

Nobody gonna take me higher, I must stick wit u (nobody)

You know how to appreciate me, I must stick wit u, my baby

Nobody ever made me feel this way, I must stick wit u

And now, ain't nothing else I could need 

And now, I'm singing 'cause you're so, so into me 

I got you, we'll be making love endlessly 

I'm with you (baby I'm with you)

Baby you're with me (baby you're with me, higher)

So don't cha worry about 

People hanging around 

They ain't bringing us down 

I know you, and you know me 

And that's all that counts (hey)

So don't cha worry about 

People hanging around 

They ain't bringing us down 

I know you, and you know me 

And that's, that's why I say (Hey)

Nobody gonna love me better, I must stick wit u forever

Nobody gonna take me higher, I must stick wit u (come on)

You know how to appreciate me, I must stick wit u, my baby

Nobody ever made me feel this way, I must stick wit u

Nobody gonna love me better, I must stick wit u forever

Nobody gonna take me higher, I must stick wit u

You know how to appreciate me, I must stick wit u, my baby

Nobody ever made me feel this way, I must stick wit u....

YOU ARE THE ONE!!!!

The very first time I saw you,
It was special how we met.
You took me by complete surprise.
I knew my heart was set.

As days flew by, we talked again,
But you never seemed to care.
I tried my best to help you out,
By a favour here or there.

Although I made a fast approach,
Our friendship sprung and grew.
I realized how deep I cared,
But the feeling I felt was new.

In time I became attached to you.
From a hug, I wouldn't let go.
I soon saw how close we were,
And the feeling was good to know.

For you, I wrote sweet letters and songs.
You were on my mind all day.
The thought of sleeping was nowhere near,
Unless I knew you were okay.

It hit me then, what I was in -
A unique and precious love.
For the person I said was only mine,
Was an angel sent from above.

The minutes without you turned into days,
And the seconds with you flew fast.
I could only wish to see you more,
And make each moment last.

The times I spent with you,
Were what made my heart complete.
I knew one thing for sure,
Without you, my future was obsolete.

And now, we love just the same,
As it doubles day by day.
I stare deep into your precious eyes,
Yet I'm still speechless to what I should say.

With you, I'm in a whole new world.
You bring out the best in me.
It's hard to picture you not there,
When you taught me who to be.

Yes, the road ahead gets hard,
When things may only seem rough.
But because you and I try so much,
We'll stay strong and get by tough.

Though problems may lie ahead someday,
And either of us could be right;
I promise to always be by your side,
And I promise my heart, so hold it tight.

And so, each night, beside my bed,
When there are bright stars in the sky;
I pray that we may never give up,
And always remain YOU and I.

SILENT LOVE

Silently,

He smiles to himself,
As he thinks of her,
Sitting alone in her kitchen,
Sipping coffee.
She thinks of him too,
But little does he know it.
Shamefully,
Both pass each other every day,
Without passing on the knowledge,
Of their inwardly turned love.
Time and time again it happens,
For who has the courage to say it first,
Or do they just enjoy,
Their secret love affair.

THOSE WERE THE DAYS - MARY HOPKINS

MARY HOPKIN lyrics

Bhupendra Sir introduced me to this beautiful song and it has captivated my senses ever since..It is one of my favourite songs that will stay close to my heart forever.

ORKUT BUGS..

I cant stop saying enough of this; why waste something that has so much potential? I am referring to the social networking website affiliated to Google - Orkut. Recently i mentioned that some visible changes were seen on Orkut, well some of them were better but it has also resulted in a few bugs. They have used more of AJAX and improved the server so you don't see the “No Donut for you” message anymore.As if we were craving for donuts while surfing. But a lot of other bugs have popped up.

For instance, the Messaging System, which was never up to the mark, has now degraded further. Multiple messages cannot me either marked read or deleted. Now for people like me who just cannot tolerate crap..it is a real waste of time to keep selecting individual messages and deleting them..Why cant there be a provision for deleting all the messages in one's inbox??..And once you click on a message to read it, it automatically does not get marked as read. So every time you have to manually select read messages and mark them as read. The main page has been shrunk and the link displaying number of scraps has been pushed up in the top line.

The scrapping system has always been complicated to users. Most of them don't know how to scrap others. Once you receive a scrap from someone, you have to first visit his profile , click on Scraps and then scrap him. Well with the new "REPLY" system of course..things get easier but still messenger rocks in terms of chatting or communication.The use of AJAX can be well implemented here and an easier way to scrap the sender should be employed. New scraps can only be viewed on refreshing the browser. Real time updating of scraps would be really awesome and would give it an edge over every other contemporary website of its kind.

Another bug noticed by my friend is the empty professional tab under the users profile. If you don't fill up the details in the Professional area, and just enter stuff in the Personal tab, the tab does appear but has no content except for testimonials.After the recent update(if you call it so .. ) scraps can also not be edited. So you either delete the whole thing and type it again or just let it be. I sincerely hope that the Guys from Google read this and improve upon Orkut.

THE KING OF GRASS VS THE KING OF CLAY - WIMBLEDON 2007..It's an ace for tennis as class wins out!!!!

Wow.......

Thats how I can describe the match between Roger Federer - The King of Grass and Rafael Nadal - The King of Clay at CENTRE COURT today..It was the most amazingly spectacular match bringing out the best of the game..

It is well said that "great rivalries produce great tennis"..but it was much more than just a game today.It was a battle of nerves and determination..The eternal fight between the warrior and the artist.Rafael Nadal of course was the best rival and the standard of tennis reaches to its zenith when the World No.1 and No. 2 are both so good that one cannot predict till the very end who will win....

I was applauding the performance of both players..but being a loyal fan of Federer's artistic touches with the court as his canvas and his tennis racket as the brush..I was praying for him..and indeed being several break points down in the decider..5th set..He broke Nadal finally and then won the match by breaking Nadal again on Nadal's serve....With Borg watching from the front row of the Royal Box on only his second visit since his last appearance on Centre Court in 1981, Federer beat Rafael Nadal 7-6, 4-6, 7-6, 2-6, 6-2 after three and three-quarter hours of glorious tennis.

It was a great moment to see at the centre court wherein Federer matched the record of Bjorn Borg..who had come to see the match..and Federer in his speech was as awed by the moment as any of the spectators.

Whats really fascinating is the amount of pressure these people play under when such things make me so very nervous..and still have their nerves and determination intact..Its really really inspiring..The success stories of Pete Sampras - The God of Tennis, Roger Federer -The touch artist and Five time Consecutive Wimbledon Champion, Rafael Nadal who has improved sooooooo much and is giving a tough challenge to Federer on his favourite surface, Venus Williams who emerged as a WINNER after so many years when it was least expected....are so awe inspiring....they GIVE ME LOTS AND LOTS OF COURAGE AND DETERMINATION AND THEIR ENORMOUS HARDWORK AND GRIT GIVES ME THE NEVER SAY DIE ATTITUDE....THATS A LOT OF INSPIRATION....!!!!

CHEERS TO SHEER EXCELLENCE !!!!

THE GIFT OF MYSELF

I don't have much to give you

in the way of material things.

But then,

I have never been a material person ....

so it wouldn't matter much anyway.

I do have something to give you, though . . . .

and I hope you accept this gift with joy.

I have chosen not to wrap it . . . .

I want it to be presented to you

as pristine as can be.

And anyway, decorations or wrappings

would certainly ruin the effect.

And so it is . . . . that I stand before you . . . .

unclothed, but surprisingly, unashamed of my nakedness.

You have already captured a piece of my heart,

and you have captivated my soul.

The only thing left for me to present to you

is my very being . . . .

and I do that willingly,happily, and most of all . . . .lovingly.

Standing before you . . . .

watching your every movement . . . .

seeing the desire in your eyes

for the very first time.

I don't believe in all of my life,

I have ever witnessed a moment

as beautiful as this.

Neither one of us can speak . . . .

and we are finding, even breathing, is difficult.

Your heartbeat is pounding out a rhythm

that almost assaults my ears.

I can hear it from where I stand across from you . . . .

and every beat speaks of your love for me.

I am giving you this gift tonight,

because I desperately want you to look inside.

I want you to open this package

that I offer you,slowly . . . .lovingly . . . . sensuously . . . .

and search for what lies within.

You don't have to look far,

you know . . .everything I feel for you

is just below the surface.

So it shouldn't take long for you

to discover the beauty awaiting you there.

Go ahead . . . open this gift

as a child would

on a snowy Christmas morning . . . .

in a hurried fashion . . . rather like a frenzy,

if you will.

But once that initial gift is opened . . . .

and the passion subsides . . . .

Please promise me

that this gift I give you . . . .

this gift of myself . . . .is only just the beginning. . . .

TEARS OF HOPE

As the tear drops slowly begin to fall

And my heart begins to cry

I look again at your picture

And have to ask the question,

Why did you have to go away

And leave me here all alone....

Why did you not find the words

To tell me you would not be coming home

I sit here in silent memory

Recalling all the things that were said

Of how we would always love one another

And look forward to the good times,to be shared

I know now that it is not possible for a long time now

And we will not for long share that time, side by side

But still the dreams, wishes and memories

Are there in the tears I have cried

As each day slowly comes to an end

And the sun sinks lower in the sky

The rays of the dimming sun

Seem to dry the tears that I cry

I can now look up to the sky above

And see all the rays that are shining there

For with the dimming of the suns bright lights

I see the beauty that is waiting to be shared

Shared with that special someone

Whom I know will one day come along

And build with me special memories

Put the words to a very special song

The song will be of friends and lovers

Who share a life built from so many good things

Like love, trust, faith and gentleness

A tune that’s carried on loves gossamer wings

Time will now still these silent tears

And the sadness will fade away

To be replaced by hope for your arrival,

For love, faith and friendship

Born from cleansing of these tears, that I cried today.....

DREAMING A FAIRYTALE

Dreamland awaits you,

Close your eyes.

Imagine you and I,

Close as breath.

Skin upon skin,

Lips touching.

For you taste of Raspberries,

sweetly irresistible.

The fragrance of you,

Takes my breath away.

I am burning inside,

A torch of fire.

Burning fuel of passion,

For you are my desire,

My heart beats with every breath,

You are my destiny.

Your eyes evade me,

deep, dark, mysterious.

I am your slave,

Your love has captured me.

Grab my body,

Pull me close.

Show me your love,

In ways I could only dream.

Wake me I must be dreaming,

This is a fairytale.

ONLY DARKNESS VISIBLE..

A lump in my throat,


my voice becomes weak,


I stand on the brim,


of the surface of this earth,


ready to fall and lose myself.

The world darkens around me,


this life seems


a play of light,


where there was colour,


only darkness visible.





What eternal doom,


knocks on my life's door??


there seems no answer.


The spectrum is gone....


Only DARKNESS VISIBLE........!!!!

THE HOPE FOR HOPE

I stand near the ocean

with my hands stretched out

to Thee in Eternal Hope

Breathing the breath

of my being,

pondering on the

meaninglessness of life.



Truth an Illusion....

in its place

treachery and decception..

Its quest-

The FINAL SOLUTION....



Thou smilest and

I can feel

the sun's rays

penetrate my skin.



"If winter has come,

how can spring be far behind?",

Thou sayest.



Thou hast

rendered me endless,

such is Thy pleasure....



This frail vessel,

Thou emptiest

again and again and

fillest it ever again

with fresh life.



Ages pass and

still thou pourest and

still there is room

to fill........

THE DESERT SANDS

Particles of dust,

penetrate my skin,

as I wish for you to do,

the same to me.

Rub against my tender flesh and

make me melt in your heat.

Magnified a hundred folds,

under the sun..

The temperature rises and

YOU burn ME..

My skin tingles and

breaks into goose flesh..

SENSATIONS triggered by

YOUR HOT TOUCHES....

ITS DARK NOW..

and the raven curls

of the night beckon,

to unravel my mystic folds

and reveal myself..

Dark in Your DESIRE

for Me on the SANDS....

NOTHING CAN DESCRIBE MY FEELINGS FOR YOU..

Nothing can describe,

the way I feel for you.

Your love is warm and precious,

Your heart so pure and true.

Heavens angels brought me,

To knock upon your door.

To give you all my love,

To keep you wanting more.

The special bond we share,

will guide us on our way.
To a perfect life,
where dreams come true.

What more can I really say....
We were brought together,
never will we part.
Your my special gift,
Your my shining star.

I'll love you unconditionally,
With all my heart and soul.
I'll never break your spirit,
I'll always keep you whole.

LONELINESS

You walked up to me
Looked me in the eye
I knew you were going
far away from me..
If only bodily....

My palms got sweaty,
My heart skipped a beat,
At that moment I knew
the feeling of defeat.
What could I do?
What could I say?
To make you stay????

I could not bear to let you go
but I had to..
far away from me..
for your sake and mine....
We needed each other,
but we had to part....
Oh!!why did you have to go
so far away from me????

Moments pass like ages
You are not merely a memory
But THE ONE I will never forget
I'm breathing in the breath
of my being with you
every single second....

Music in my head,
like a slow melody,
haunting me..
I miss being with you
in your arms
I am trapped in a feeling
of sheer loneliness.
Dug myself into a hole..
YOUR HEART beating
inside MY BODY,
while you have taken
My SOUL....

A SWEET ENTRAPMENT FOR LIFE

My love, I have tried with all my being

to grasp a form,

comparable to thine own,

but nothing seems worthy..

I know now why Shakespeare could not

compare his love to a summer’s day.

It would be a crime to denounce the beauty

of such a creature as thee,

to simply cast away the precision

God had placed in forging you.

Each facet of your being-

whether it is physical or spiritual

is an ensnarement

from which there is no release.

But I do not wish release.

I wish to stay entrapped forever.

With you for all eternity.

Our hearts, always as one....

@Fun Republic

EYE TALK

My eyes filled with your beauty
My heart full of your thoughts
I aspire your friendship
How can I tell you all this
as silence is the language I know

How can I stop your looks
which are stealing the words
I have in store for you
How can I save my heart
which are drowning in your thoughts
How can I survive
with your lovely thoughts surrounding me.
How can I speak
with our eyes doing all the talking
I pleade my shivering lips to bring out words....
the silence is eating up my life....

BRING ME LOVE!!

This poem describes the true feelings of people who love each other so much that they are willing to give the ultimate gift.



BRING ME LOVE....
-Kuheli Roy.

Bring me to his paradise,
a feeling of within.
Naked to his loving eyes,
caressing me with sin.
I long to feel his softest kiss,
upon my dampened skin.

Bring me to his paradise,
and let our bodies meet.
The trickle of the rain outside
would shower us with heat.
I wish to be his fantasy,
and make our love complete.

WET!!!!!!!!

Sometimes just the thought of someone can stir up emotions in us when we least expect it.And that is when i put up my thoughts on this blog....















WET!!
-Kuheli Roy.

Wetness does not always pertain to water
in an ocean, river or lake;
Sometimes it refers to how I feel
when I remember your embrace.

I only have to think of you
to remember me in your arms;
My legs quivering, my mouth moaning
I have fallen captive to your charms.

I long to feel your body on mine
to know the taste of satisfied love;
To lie quietly in your arms
we fit together like a hand to a glove.

You are the sweetheart of my life
you are my one sure bet;
You never have to wonder love
YOU can always keep me WET.....

TO WANT....

There is so much that two people in love share, and the feeling is beyond compare. If you share of yourself with your love, you will in return, get the blessings of closeness. When you love someone and want to be in their life, it is a simple but all encompassing feeling.

TO WANT
-Kuheli Roy.

I want to be your companion
and walk hand in hand,
your strength enveloping mine.
Autumn leaves falling,
scuffing feet and laughter,
sharing nights,
not finished by the dark.

I want to be your confidant
as you pen your deepest thoughts,
as your heart-aches bleed
and finally break free.
Your dreams, I keep as if my own.
I want to smile as you smile
and giggle with you at nothing at all.

I want to be your lover
and find the passions that move you to action.
I want to be the softness that induces you to trust.
I want to be so naughty
that makes you come back for more.
I want to please you.
as if there is nothing more.

I want to share your breakfast
and your dinner too,
I want you in the shower
and in your bed, its true.
Your strong arms,
the legs that power your thrust,
your lips of pleasure,
the fuel of my desire
no it is no secret, my love,
and to put it very simply,I want you.....

The Magic Of Munnabhai!!

I had been to a local theatre to watch Lage Raho Munnabhai two weeks ago with my friends.Though i had certain expectations of a good movie from Lage Raho Munnabhai, i certainly didn't expect myself to come out of the theatre..INSPIRED!!

Only the most cussed will deny that the two Munnabhai movies are very good indeed.The first one came out two years ago..and the second..well..two weeks ago.The script is tight, the editing excellent, the music catchy and cheerful, the dialogues hilarious, the choreography with lots of colour and the movement..superb.The message of Gandhian - cum - Christian love is pleasing, the acting highly apposite, technology-the latest and above all..the direction outstanding.

Most importantly, all of these appeal across the Indian class system- upper, middle, lower and the sub divisions therein because they are, at once, highly sophisticated comedies as well as crude hindi cinema.They are full of literary and historical allusions and meaningful references.

In Munnabhai-2, the protagonist, when told about the importance of October 2, asks "Woh Dry Day Waala?".How much better can you deliver an important message?Little wonder then that the movie has coined a new word- Gandhigiri as opposed to Gandhivaad.The protagonist, who is a thug, swears to give up dadagiri in favour of Gandhigiri and the results are very favourable.All ends well and the audience goes away feeling not just happy but a little more AWARE of GANDHI than when it came in.

The key question for hard-headed film financiers as well as moral analysts is whether Munnabhai and Gandhigiri will have global appeal?No one knows the answer yet.All one can say is Lage Raho Munnabhai!!

The Flames Of Passion

I believe that there is this aspect of the eternal romantic in her quest of fulfillment in me..Now that makes a pretty picture in one's head.Doesn't it?Well, i think that i just want to burn.....





The Flames of PASSION
-Kuheli Roy

A touch, soft and tender.
A whisper, full of desire.
A gasp of sweet surrender;
As passion fuels the fire.

No words spoken between them,
No promises to be kept.
No lies being told tonight;
No looking back - no regrets.

Longing to hold each other,
Such precious little time.
Both vowed to another;
Being lonely their only crime.

Tomorrow bringing sorrow,
A brief moment of shame,
With the memory of this one night,
A release from passion's flames....

Through Your Eyes!!

What is Love????
It is that very strange emotion that i got to feel and perceive THROUGH Your EYES!!!!

THROUGH YOUR EYES
-Kuheli Roy.

I want to look at the world again,
But this time through your eyes.
And hear natures sounds again;
As He looks down through loves eyes.

I wish to be that child again,
I was so long ago.
And frolic in the woods again;
Holding your hand as I go.

I want to open my ears so wide,
That I hear the silent sound.
Of the whole world speaking to me;
Although there is not a sound around.

I want to be free in the wilds again,
And together by His grace.
We'll both be free of the world's toils again;
And of the common place.

WINGS

Well, someone has just inspired me to be a romantic existentialist....If that term even exists in Literature.I wonder what the meaning this world be without Love.If there would be meaning at all....Or will the world really exist.I dunno....As far as i am concerned, i will keep giving vent to my ideas....

But Love can Hurt.The pleasure in pain syndrome as i call it.and there is a feeling of flying HIGH....Thats why i call this poem of mine....WINGS!!Well, there is hardly any punctuation in this one....But i really believe, i don't need any here....

WINGS
-Kuheli Roy

He loves this self
And I bathe in the sunshine
Of his awareness.
His presence Guards me well
But I've flown so long
I fear this thing
And hedge its touching
Lest it stilt
My wings
And the grounding
Stifle us both.

SWEET SHADOWS!!

I wonder if i am a sweet little existentialist..I wonder if the words sound like an antithesis.But, anyway, here goes another poem.I call it....Sweet Shadows.






SWEET SHADOWS
- Kuheli Roy

Who are you to say it's we vs. they?
When some would have it just the other way ~
Where ALL are WE and none are ever they!
Why should I march with you to FRENZIED FRAY?
When I wish THE SHADOWS here to stay ~
And pray for souls you wish to slay~away!
THE SHADOWS are a lonely place to stay ~
In cold dark shade to hide me from the glaring gloom of day,
Where others hasten sword toward the belly of their prey!
And so I'll 'stay' ~ even if I die today ~
In foodless stinking rot to further pray ~
While BARRED in SHADOWS lay....

CAPTIVATED!!!!

Love and Eroticism go hand in hand for me.....As for the background music in my room,i have Norah jones enchanting me with her sultry voice....
That and the enormous wealth of feelings bestowed on me by God Almighty lure me into writing a dazzling piece of sheer poetry and passion....Its called CAPTIVATED.

CAPTIVATED
-KUHELI ROY


You have taken me Mind, soul, and Body;
You have invaded my thoughts,
Challenged my mental Capabilities;
Dared me to go Higher,
Inspired me to Be better Than the BEST. . . .
You have captivated my body,
Taking hold of my desire,
But in that same Captivation
You have freed my emotions,
Unlocking feelings I had long forgotten.
You have looked at the physical ,
And seen my soul,
Felt my passion and tasted my desire,
I dreamed you and you filled me.
My desire for you is so great that,
It has become a need.
I have become a willing captive.
Enslaved by the way your love devours me.
I feel you, You are all around me,
Your arms envelop me, Inside me,
I cannot escape you.
I think you,
You are my thoughts
Seducing me even in sleep.
I AM YOUR captive!!

IN SEARCH!!

Well, this is a poem that i wrote a few days ago....It was a time when i could hear the shattering sounds of silence..I don't know what i was looking for but I had to go away from it....

IN SEARCH
- KUHELI ROY

Consistent inconsistency,
of the sea I see,
glass-eyed walls of shattered silence,
echo cold to me.

Collapsing tubes of lace meringue,
frosting ribs of sand,
marinading oyster beds,
your quarry is the land.

Reaching blindly for the shoreline,
seeping deeply through,
seeking solace, restless wand'ring,
tentacles of blue.

DAMSEL IN DISTRESS!!

The importance of success!!

I think that being successful gives man the biggest high in his life.There is something incomparable to success.Be it in any sphere-One's public life or the private life,success is one thing that is man's eternal quest in this fast evolving world of today.

I am a perfectionist and i love to savour the sweetness and hapiness that success brings with itself.I love that feeling..Simply LOVE IT!!!!Nobody is happier than I am when success kisses my feet.Its when everybody congratulates me and says goodie-goodie things about me that i feel that my efforts have borne fruit.The entire society comes and takes the credit and shares that happiness.

But,does it end there????No!!There are times when i am low..when things dont go in my favour, when i dont get what i want..when i have to compromise when i dont want to..and then does the society come to share the burden of my pathos??NO!!It is then that i suddenly become the worst person in the universe-incapable of doing things, managing things including myself.Haha!!Are they the same people who once came to me to share my credit and called me the best....I dont think so.Things change and so do people....

Its hypocritical!Really..and its pathetic.All of these fair weather relationships(how- so -ever deep or shallow they might be) make me sick.I wonder why people are equated with success-NOPE!!!!Sorry!Readymade success!!!!

Well, nobody quite sees or understands the amount of effort it takes, the dedication, commitment, patience and hope it takes to succeed.Nobody waits now-a-days.Everyone wants it instantly.But when were great things achieved instantly??Little failures are the stepping stones to success.I have had my own share of little failures that have been of immense value to me.Failures TEACH A LOT!!!!

The best thing about me is that i dont repeat my mistakes.I am a human being and so even i make mistakes.There are times, when fate is not by my side.Its a time of another failure.Its a time when people who are the closest to me-my mom, dad, friends....and then the society start criticizing me and hurting me more rather than consoling me and preparing me mentally for MY SUCCESS!

Its a time when i am alone- depressed, dejected, vulnerable, hurt and immensely lonely.I cry alone, i write a lot, i write a lot and tear the papers..I feel miserable and have no one to talk to.I become an introvert.I create this protective shell around me..Its my armour, my space..and no body can enter it and hurt me more....

Writing, thinking, introspecting and praying to God....when the entire world is against me..gives me Strength and the Courage to stand up and face my shortcomings.They help me realise where i am wrong and thus help me overcome my follies.I get immense peace when i write, think, introspect or pray.It is the one thing that i need more than anyother thing in life-more than fame or money-PEACE!!!!

When i have peace of mind, i stand up again..put up my armour,ready to face another battle of life with the hope that this time..I WILL WIN!!!!And because of my faith, optimism, courage and hope, i know that ONE DAY, I WILL!!!!

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THE CRACKPOT!!!!

TIME 4 ME TO TURN INTO A STORY TELLER!!!!!Well,I heard this story from my mommy dearest and instantly realised the positive way in which it was affecting me.I would like to share it with everyone who think that they have too many flaws in this world that DEMANDS PERFECTION!!!!

SO, here goes -

A water bearer in China had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which he carried across his neck.. One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his house.Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect for which it was made.But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, & miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.

After 2 years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream."I am ashamed of myself, and because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house."The bearer said to the pot,"Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you've watered them.For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house".

Moral:
Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take each person for what they are, and look for the good in them.Good Day to all my Crackpot friends. TAKE CARE.