Monday, November 06, 2006

Days of bliss

We all are human beings and are moved more than anything else by humane feelings. Our heart has a direct connection to our faculty of senses wherein we experience each and every feeling around us. Quite often, we have those wonder feels of inexplicable moments of abandon gaiety, but how often?
May be a few minutes, may be a few hours. But definitely not more than a few days. Days when you first experienced an eternal joy emanating from your unknown side. This thing finds petinence in the movie 'Bluffmaster', when 'Boman Irani' lists out those countable days of bliss. When you started reading, when you topped the class rankings, when India won numerable cricket matches, when you fell in love with the girl of your dreams and when you touched a girl for the first time. The effusiveness of those times are hard to indite.
It gets upon us then how to extend those bilssful days into eternity. But it is hard to get happiness if one goes around seeking happiness, instead of seeking life. Yes indeed, 'life is happiness' if one lives with it every day, every moment. Let mirth be the metaphor and sorrow the sarcasm of our life. Then only we will be able to truly experience the life in our years and not years in our life.

Thursday, November 02, 2006

If You Forget Me

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists:
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats that sail
towards those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgetten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

---- Pablo Neruda

Thursday, May 04, 2006

The language of love

Love is a passion of ineffable ecstasy. The vibes of the heart, emanating as fumes of aromatic olfaction, take wings of flight and fancy and ride to the rubicon of the firmament as a condor, oblivious to the parade of life underneath it.
Who can claim to define it? While others merely read the word 'love', those swathed by its satiny fabric feel the tactual luxury of its silkiness. The reverberating pulsations of the heart, rhythming with each and every sinew, metastasize the aeonian fixation of love. Some say it's morbid, but those who have never kissed the petals of roses always fear the thorns.
The language of love isn't comprehensible in a listless soul. He only who reads more than just the semantic links can actually revel those inexplicable moments of artful titillation. And that is probably the best thing a person can ever wish to have.
"God has never made anything better than love"-the words remain as true since time immemorial as the very genesis of our identity. Let its magic and mojo continue to mesmerize us under the marquee of this world.

Thursday, April 20, 2006

The power of nostalgia

I never felt I would ever feel this.

It felt I again landed in the classroom of DPS Bokaro. Dressed in whites, getting bored, looking at the first opportunity to talk to a girl, waiting for the break etc.. etc.. it was a few days back only. Oh ! the days.
It had to pass n they passed. The imprints remained though n often come out now n then.The friends of yesteryears. You were so young then, now I don't know how u look like. In fact, never met most of u since then. But your memories remain. Some are settled abroad, some engrossed in jobs. Some have got married too. Life moves on n so has mine. But how can it be unchained from u. That was when I made most of my best buddies, that was when I first had the wonder-feels of love, that was when I first had the identity.

I never thought I would ever scribble these things here. But I m passing out again. Again in a few days from one of the best places of my life, into the open world of aliases. IIITM, u were great. The farewell happened a few days back. But it will really take a few days to realise what I am going to miss. Sports, Com Science, Cricket, AOE, bakar......will they happen again? I don't know...
But what I know is that I will always have those reminiscences of u n my days at SST, DPS n IIITM etched in my memory till I bid adieu.

That is the power of nostalgia n u....

Saturday, January 28, 2006

Rang De Basanti! Another league, another me, another Aamir

Spellbound! The word most often used when you watch something out of the ordinary. It gets more substantiated when u await for something special n are on ur heels waiting tantalisingly what will be in store.
That is what I felt after watching RDB. Also relieved-ya relieved, for I and Aamir Khan go synonymous, at least for me, that with RDB he has just confirmed that he is not lost after the blip of Mangal Pandey. In fact, he has come back stronger.
RDB is not only a great movie but has the makings of a trendsetter in the industry.n that is where Aamir has been the best. I just fail to understand what stuff this guy is made of. How his movies are so crisp n full of flavour never smelt before. I won't enlist his films but the ensemble does inspire one's awe.
RDB is so current that everyone can feel oneself out there on the screen. A topic so tough to handle has been presented with such freshness that people just gel with it n so the movie has just sent the nation in a frenzy. I would have never written this before checking it out, for there were some spectics of the movie.
n neways, whether the movie scores financially or not, it has come as a whiff of fresh air amidst those routine mundane stuff. A league of its own.
As per its impressions on me, ya I do feel to do something for the country. n I m gonna be part of it. What I always believed about the youth, the movie has just emphasised that. So that much more grown attachment.
In fact, some of its settings are so novel that ithey can be part of the filmdom's folklore. There may be and are better movies than RDB but there will never be a movie like RDB.

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Aamir Khan and Sachin Tendulkar

Aamir Khan and Sachin Tendulkar-the two persons who are the masters in their trade, have been my role models for years. It wasn't based on any reason but just some sort of affinity that drew me towards their talent, discipline and work ethos. I remember Sachin getting into my memory when he hit Abdul Qadir for 4 sixes in an over in a game at Sharjah. He was driving the whole country wild then with his prodigious talent.
Similarly Aamir had become the nation's new wonderboy and heartthrob with his cute arrival in QSQT. He was instantly recognized as an actor made for acting. I dunno how and when I grew such a big fan of him but I distinctly remember getting uneasy when Salman's MPK was faring better than Aamir's Dil. No hard feelings but it was like that.
While Aamir made debut in 1988, Sachin played his first cricket match in 1989 against the arch-rivals Pakistan. Both got noticed at the first instant only. Since then they have been delivering grand performances on a regular basis. It is not only about their records but the sheer discipline and attitude towards their work that stands them out. Both are methodical and nothing less than perfect satiates them. And so, it is no strange that both are big fans of each other. While Sachn was amongst the first to watch Ghulam while away on the Srilankan tour, Aamir has always been a cricket follower, esp. Sachin's. n they do meet quite often.
So where does it leave me then? I too, since they are my role models, to say at least, would like to emulate them.n what about my wish? Ya, it is to have a dinner with both my heroes together. But will it be possible? If yes, then when?