Stride

And ever she flows

In her majestic swagger

I stand alone watching her

i stand alone mesmerised

i stand alone hurt

Shall i stop her in her flow?

Shall i break her rhythm

or do i let her go

while i stand alone, hurt, dying?

Hope

Hope springs eternal

But for what, to what avail;

to what does she owe the strength and love

Amidst the decaying dead, amidst the putrid frail.

The Optimists Stride

Dunno wat meks me cum bak
Long afta am gon
Dunno wat meks me think agen
Long afta I hav moved on


Dunno y i fall weak
Even wen I try 2 b strong
Dunno y i am sad
My futile life…it seems al so wrong

Dunno y I am in so mch pain
I try 2 over come it
I fall,
I rise
I rise but not for long
I rise to fall again

Thru da stormy night
I wak alone
Lonely wounded battered n sad
I wak alon
I wak alon


But o wait
Hark da songs
Behold da light in front

Dun give up Dun hold bak
Dun hide Dun flee
U r needed in da battle front



I fall
I rise
I fall but not for long
I fall 2 rise agen

Studies

studies arent sposed to mek me feel so but some how they do..they alweys do.mek me feel suicidal,lonely depressed.especially the ones b4 semesters.the long hard month when u earnestly try 2 understand whats it al about..failing miserably..and at the end of the month if u end up understanding y u shd understand them in the frst place, other than the sinister and simple reason that they are in your syllabi and u need the understand (read: mug) them up to good grades and 'be a good student and a responsible engineer of the society'...

that day i was readin an essay by robert lynd i thnk..it was titled "how 2 ryt a nice essay"..he adviced that the sole aim should be logical and step by step analytical reasoning.i tryd following that path and asked myself "what is freedom of thought"..and i failed then and there..freedom is liberty to think what one wants to be,not necessarily bound by strict rationality,liberty of thought process..i call freedom a breath of fresh air that helps our mind fly...lets our mind apply colors 2 our imagination..and freedom of mind is but a part of freedom in general.

and then when i tried applying these principles,albeit naive to many, to our present life i understood how terribly unfree we are...

we dun have freedom or liberty to think what we want to,we cant lend wings to our imagination,lest it be branded as a waste of time by those who 'know better',we cannot take our time to comprehend what we are taught and what they expect us 2 'understand',we arent given the freedom to think beyond what is written in the 'standard text books' and consequently seriously impairing our ability to innovate..we arent made 2 explore the different channels and roads lest we end up in a dead end..we are elweys the 'guided ones' ensuring that we know not but what they want us 2 kno..we arent med 2 judge what is plausible and what not,cos we jus arent exposed 2 the non plausible option..

but then we are bein educated and bein 'resonsible engineers of the society'

hardly any scope for imagination isnt it??

if only somebody hadnt felt that 'imagination is more important than knowledge'

if only somebody hadnt written

"two roads diverged in a wood

and i took the one less traversed by

and that

has made all the difference"

Issue in the neighbourhood

ok..am back,after a one year hiatus.

the issue i would like to discuss here is more political than my last few blogs. Pakistan decided to release Hafeez Sayeed from the house arrest that he was under, post 26/11. the reason put forward was the obvious one, something that the pakistani government has been harping on, quite irritatingly, for the last few months - the lack of evidence.

one is compelled to wonder what actually the government means by "evidence". everything short of an actual confession letter by the ISI has been laid out in the open.

it may well be remembered that Hafeez Sayeed was a main proponent of the LeT, a terror organisation, and once it had been branded as one he formed a parallel JuD. however he put forth the claim that the JuD is not a terrorist organisation but a harmless spreading the message of god. however the UN Security Council did brand Jud a terror organisation. such is the back ground

The government of India regards Sayeed as a master mind of the 26/11 Mumbai attacks and it was partially due to their insistence and foreign pressure that Pakistan put Sayeed under house arrest. however after his trial Justice Chaudhuri freed him off all charges levied on him. the lame excuse put forth by his lawyer was " he could not have planned the carnage because he wasntpresent in mumbai on that fateful day".

one is compelled to think of the consequences, especially now that the goverment of Pakistan is facing a such threat from the Talibans. can Pakistan afford to wage a cold war with neighbouringindia or would she be better served to have her neighbour with them in their war against theTalibs?a hostile Taliban on the north west province and Indians boiling with fury on the east..has pakistan bit off more than what they can chew??

The indecisive mind

I had a conversation with a dear friend of mine a few days back. we were up to this really stupid game that we kid ourselves with, especially when he have little else to do.. THE " what-do-you-think-I-would-be-best-at" game. each person is supposed to tell the other what he thinks the other person would be good at..

accordingly i raked my brains thinking what she would be good at and i came up with.... "blogging". she is someone who supposedly does a lot of reading and hence should be a decent "blogger". However she dropped a bomb when she asked me for an example..a paradigm u can say as i have successfully managed to flaunt my english skills..god. if only people knew..

so here i am tearing my hair, trying to come up with something that can remotely be regarded as a good english "blog". One imagines that it should not be that difficult. After all a blog is a rather informal..a mere patch of our thoughts written down..its after all not an essay, or even a paragraph that i need to maintain a few protocols regarding its construction.

However when i started this blog i was completely at a loss. i just could not get myself to concentrate at one issue that i would write on. i jumped from a political topic, to the economic crisis at hand, to English Language, something that i have developed a fancy to of late,to the issue of terrorism affecting the world at large, to muslim exploitation,to the convoluted thought process of the fanatics, to our very own cricket, and even to Jesus Christ and the "fallen woman" Mary Magdalene.. i was unsure whether to make it a strictly no nonsense one or to make it a humorous one, and i was even audacious enough to have my thoughts bent on writing a satire.

as would be obvious to the readers of this blog, such flagrant lack of focus hardly permits writing a good 'blog'..i can come up with "oh it is but the multi faceted nature of my brilliant mind" but i have a hunch its something more prosaic like "lack of focus".

Its just that kind of a world. Too many far too many amenities are available to us. the adage "spoilt for choice" never seemed truer. if u need some thing u l find that u are wasting a lot of time tying to decide which of the various options u are going to stick with.and amidst the myriad of amenities available it is but a child's play to choose and select what would suit best the need of a certain person. or what kind of person would suit best the need of a certain amenity.