Early morning emotions

Reading the Time of India early morning brings a myriad of thoughts. The news of SC staying the OBC quota strengthens the faith in the Indian judiciary. It gives hope to the students who opposed it and fought against it, esp the medical student from Delhi. Three cheers to you guys! An interesting observation that SC pointed out is that India is probably the only nation where its people try hard to prove that he is more backward than the other.
Then there is this other news that the sex ratio in India is declining. I really fail to understand this. Bringing a new life in this world in itself is such a miracle and then to grudge over a minor detail like the sex of the child, it’s so unfortunate.
And the final interesting news is that some swimmer from Kolhapur, Maharashtra qualified for the Beijing Olympics. A welcome news in a nation which is mourning the demise of it’s cricket.

Ti amo, Je t'aime, I love you, Mein tumse pyar karta hoon

“Some people never say the words 'I love you'. It's not their style to be so bold. Some people never say those words: 'I love you' But, like a child, they're longing to be told.” This is a quote from Paul Simon of the Simon and Garfunkel. I found it very interesting. When you really think about it, it really starts to make sense. I myself have never said these words to my mom, dad, brother, or even any girl. I find the sentence awkward. Why? I am not sure. I assume that my family knows that I love them. Saying these words explicitly somehow show unmanly traits, so it seems to me. I don't know. Saying the same words to a girl, thats equally daunting especially for a guy. It's like baring yourself at the mercy of the one you love. That's what I thought before I read the quote. Now, it seems like saying 'I love you' is such a selfless, brave thing to do. You basically say to the other person, a girl in my case that I love you, I want you to share my life, I want to provide for you, I want you to bear my kids, I want to take care of you. And I want you to accept me into your life.
Another curious blog from me, don't you think???

Vincent

My second song post. The first one was 'You are beautiful' by James Blunt. I came to know about the song because of a blog that I read. I must say, these are amazing lyrics. But then it's Don Mclean, the man behind 'American Pie'



Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflecting Vincent's eyes of China blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hands

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you Vincent
This world was never meant for one as
beautiful as you

Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
A silver thorn on a bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will

Blogging

Why do I blog. I don't know for sure. It is, I guess an outlet for my thoughts, views, hopes, frustrations, and maybe I am just too lonely, I have no one to share them with. Maybe I am not open enough to share my views with people I know. I love blogging and bloggers. I skim through numerous blogs hoping to find something that I would enjoy reading, maybe make me reflect for a while and maybe even question myself. And I have realized that there so many bloggers out there who are so brilliant at expressing themselves. Creativity is in abundance. I wonder if people realize what vast wealth is available if only they are willing to be patient and open. One more thing that I noticed that more women bloggers write poems. I have never come across a blog written by a man who pens down poems. I find this very interesting as English literature in its history have included both men and women writings poems. And blogging is a new kind of medium to enrich English. It is definitely the most liberal. One can blog about anything.

I am very curious to know what my readers think of my blog. I want to know if it is good, or ordinary. My blog is about my day. It’s what I think now, nothing more, nothing less.

Of thongs and guys

Aah, seeing a desi girl's thong is a real turn on. It's gets your mind racing, along with the pulse. It really is tough work for the neck muscles as one tries to steal a quick peek every now and then ;) I think it's more the thought that here is a girl who feels raunchy that triggers the carnal desire in men, rather than the visual image. I would have loved to say she looked sensous, but I think the word is too classy for a 'whale-tail'.
Here is what happened. We had gone to have dinner in a restaurant, and there was this girl who looked 'hep'. She sat on the table next to us. One of my friend quietly informed us about the thong. Then began the search for oppurtunities to find subtle ways to look at her. It was interesting. I think before we finished our dinner we all managed to get a glimpse of the pink thong. I must say it was not something that would keep me awake all night but nonetheless it was a sight. The girl didn't look all that stunning, but I guess she uses these 'peekaboos' to make up for her looks inorder to get attention.
Anyways, I will say this to you ladies, if you are wearing a thong, please don't act surprised if guys stare at it. It's just us being 'straight'!

I do have Oscar sense!

Ah ha.. I was right about 'The Departed'. Truly it was the most engrossing movie I have seen in a while. I still remember the tension in the scene in the warehouse... Well deserved Oscars, both for the movie and the director.
I must also mention, I thoroughly enjoyed 'Little Miss Sunshine' too.