Heartbeats...

I stood beside her,

Sat beside her;

Holding her hand

As she breathed gently;

Inhaling and relieving my fear-

-of her loss...-

Exhaling and bringing the fear back...

...Yet I remained at her side

Grasping her hand

As if I were grasping my life,

Feeling the warmth of her hold

And sensing the life in her Heart...

...As the beats remained constant

No matter how slow the rhythm

The music continued...

...She opens her eyes and smiles;

Some things I will never forget;

I see no sickness

As I see her strength;

Becoming my inspiration

To live beyond living

As I see her struggling to survive...

...And continue to fight without fear...

...Her Heart continues to beat...

...Slower in pace...

...Revealing her endurance

Within each single beat

To defeat the Beast

That threatens to defeat her.

...I stand beside her;

An outsider would claim that I stand alone...

...I look inside and I see her hand in mine,

Her eyes and her smile,

Her Heart...

As it continues to beat...

I bowed my head to see my God,

I looked up to see her.

-Sadka Kiya by Suraj Jagan, written by Anvita Dutt (I Hate Luv Storys 2010)

How Do I Tell You... ~Mix of Earlier Poems~

So I decided to combine a few ideas from past poems into one. This isn't the final product. I'm trying to make it a really really good love poem. Lol

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How do I tell you I love you...

Do I stand before you,

Isolated

Yet not alone,

Staring into your glimmering eyes;

Encompassing my feelings;

Becoming one with the ocean

Yet not lost at sea,

Breathing in what I must say

Creating air in this vacuum

So I may somehow tell you...

But how do I tell you...

I have sailed into this ocean;

Drifting endlessly towards you,

Your graceful star-like beauty

Drawing me closer to the center;

Where my burning love

From which my heart races

At the sight

And even the slightest thought of you;

In the form of speechless expression

In the form of darkness,

My heart drifting to collide,

And become one,

With yours. Somehow.

Where words;

Even the most complex,

Cannot within even a speckle

Describe your luminosity

Yet earth-bound humility

To which I have become drawn-

To where your gentle breathing

Takes my breath away.

In this airless breeze

Holding your soft hand;

Grasped by my heart;

Realizing that I cannot let you go

As you are your own emotion

Found within me

Where somehow I may show you...

Tell you...

I may never know how to...

Do I still stand where I stand,

A single line on a line-less map

Navigating with my heart as the compass

And you as the destination.

How do I tell you I love you...

How do I tell you...

Have I told you

that I love you.

I might be getting a DSLR camera very soon! Really excited for this because if you didn't know, I'm a huge fan of photography. Hopefully I can buy the Canon EOS Rebel XSi 12.2 MP Camera with the standard 18-55mm lens. Hopefully the BestBuy sale, which offers the XS model with the 18-55mm lens AS WELL AS the 15-200mm (I think) IS or VR lens (most likely VR lens due to the pricing) at around $700. However I'll probably start at around $500 by getting the Nikkon D3000 model. The Canon ones are much better but I'll start low first. Hope to take really beautiful pictures and post them on here!

A New Person...

(Everything I say here,

Remains confined,

Listed as my past;

Memories-

-and mistakes.

No matter the good;

Thankfully the bad as well,

Remain locked within this small

Compartment

Of my mind,

Remaining as distant memories;

Maybe even grim reminders,

That I may only reflect upon-

-but never reveal-)

To the new World that I enter,

Becoming a hopeful journey

For education

And independence.

I cannot say anything yet about what I may become;

What troubles and enlightenment I may face;

Who I may meet...

(But I know that I will have these historical inquiries

About myself to prevent those childish mistakes

Ever again.

These memories locked within my mind

Will serve as lessons...

And even hope,

As I will no longer be that dependent child)

I will become a New Person.

(Love)...

I feel that I will never be able to (say);

May it be in a (poetical love song

That arose from my heart; Thought too long).

I wish I could (tell you that the first thing I see

When you walk through the doors

Are your beautiful star-like eyes that shine

To mesmerize my emotions, Where I sacrifice my feelings

Until all I can willingly feel is enchanted love);

Unspoken (out loud).

I try to escape my mesmerized (confinement).

But the presence of such majestic beauty

(Where your unforgettable smile

Makes me feel that you are mine);

(The inner princess that you are,

Possessing a royal hold on my heart,

Where I would willingly submit

To your grace)(Yet I still cannot tell you);

It is as if every time I inhale to speak

(To express my feelings for you),

Your delicate, graceful beauty

Always finds a way to take my breath away

(Until all that remains is love).

Controlling Water...

The palms of his hands

Pointed towards;

Facing a pool of water,

Try to use telekinesis

To bring it to his control

And manipulate a lethal hold

On this natural element.

Every attempt

To bend this water

And the water beyond

One pool,

Fails every time

Regardless of Man's resiliency-

-To succeed;

A sad fact he cannot understand

(Within the element itself that

He refuses to comprehend,

Believing that nature will be tamed

When the truth remains

That a cycle will repeat

Which will drown him once again).

He directs his palms to the pool of water

And tries to take control

(Once again).

Words without Feelings; (Feelings without Words)...

As soon as I was about to say it;
(Tell you);
On the brink of expression;
(Feelings true);
The edge of articulation;
(To simple words);
As soon as I was about to recite;
(My feelings to you)
(Kept inside as I gather my words)
(Afraid to escape my inner security)
Avoiding it with complex assertions
(To think of a simple way to say it)
(As soon as I was about to-)
Tell you;

You left...

I was once again;
(Speechless)...

Sounds of Bollywood Page

So I've made a page linked to this blog, found in the sidebar, dedicated to Bollywood songs. So I'm still in the process of linking every Beemp3.com HTML music player code for each song listed on there so be patient. There are also songs that I will add later on as the list is not complete. Currently there are around 150 good songs I want to link onto this "Sounds of Bollywood" page so it will take a while. Also, whenever new songs come out, I will also put those up for your listening pleasure. Have fun!

Is it possible to corner someone in a round room? (Yes it is possible)

Comments Work Under Posts Now!

Yeah!!! Finally figured out the code to embed the comments under my posts!

Am I Not Napoleon?

I've had my rise, in which I was an incredible being, capable of immense good and excellence. Then this hunger exceeded my conscience and now I am but a crumbled waste, full of regret and failure, that I have fallen for good.

Literature...

Words I cannot understand;
Their literal meanings...
Lost.
Translated and spoken again
Into something completely,
Unpredictably different.
The literal becomes oppressed-
While the metaphorical exceeds
The meaning beyond this single
Interpretation.
Objectivity
Becomes subjective,
Lost in meaning;
The navigator creates a map
Of varying interpretations...
Forgetting the compass that will lead them
(Back to the center).
Originally a single
(point);
Becoming a tangent...

...Then a far-off extrapolation,
Where the (point) does not exist
"Literally" on its own.

Reconciliation...

I step outside my original home
And find myself facing a wall of fire
Smoke, gunshots-
-Explosions.
I fear to know who, besides me,
Sees me. I'll never know until
The bullet hits me.
Some bullets zip past and clunk
On our metal trucks
And the constant erratic rattling
Of the cause of the clunks itself.
Even in silence,
My ears ring. Always ready for surprise-
Whenever that might erupt.

Now I deafen my ears to the ringing,
Blind myself from what I was facing,
Feel the breeze to which I was borne,
And open my senses to see my original home.
Still a few rings; startled by clanks,
Reconciling myself: this squirrel is not a tank.
I look up to the ceiling of my porch,
Still the same, yet my memory still scorched.
It begins to get better; the instabilities fade,
Hearing the wind chimes and no longer afraid.

Taking a break from this nonsense blogging thing...

Droplets of Rain...

The smell of droplets of water
Sprinkled and showered on the dust,
The concrete
And the nature I thirst.

Drips of the precious pearls
Shine the sky beyond the clouds,
Rumbling their buckets and hurl
The showers of rain on the crowds.

Some with umbrellas;
Some with open arms
Closing their eyes
Embracing the droplet of charms.

I
On a single lane
With an umbrella underneath;
Drowning from the bottom up-
-Upside down,
Walk towards the stream
The droplets
The showers that gleam;
Becoming
One...
With each sprinkle
To reveal a world
Unique on it's own,
In a somewhat predictable world;
Hiding under their physical barrier
To prevent inspiration from dropping;
Even if sometimes sprinkling,
To reveal yet another world...
Much greater than a drop-

-And then four
Of tiny
(Translucent)
Yet reflective water droplets...

Chillin' SOOOO Nicely!

Wow has this break LOOONNGGG been anticipated! I thought the progressive torture of IB, week after another hell of a week, would never stop. It felt literally as if each week got worse and worse than the one before it. Honestly, we three musketeers (or 3 Idiots) kept getting RIPPED HARDER AND HARDER EVERY WEEK! Thankfully we survived those massacres and have deserved this much anticipated Spring Break! This is the ONE break where I have gotten absolutely no assignments or projects to stress about. I remember Fall break, wooooooow I felt like crying! Then Winter break, I had to stresss soooo much while on vacation in India (not a good feeling as I didn't get to enjoy it to the fullest). Now Spring (my absolutely favorite season because of the rain and beauty of nature at this time) break is the compensation for all of that and more. For once in my IB time this year, I can FINALLY sit back, relax, chill, and hang out without having to worry or stress about school.
Sure it's only going to last a week, but hey it's a week I never got before and I feel that I deserve now. I'll worry about the IB exams and Diploma exams and such when the time comes. Until then, I'm going to get back to chillin' SOOOO nicely!

Rain, rain,
Don't go away,
Please stay here for another day.

"There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory which states that this has already happened."

- Douglas Adams

Well said.

Jasmine...

Jewel;

A

Sight so

Magnificent; the

Innocence that

Never will be mine just

Enough.

Jasmine

One Year

Wow... I cannot believe that it has been one full year already. Sadly I remember everything so clearly as if it happened yesterday. The day after I came back from a short spring break vacation and I heard to my despair the devastating news.

Oh who am I kidding, I can't write this formally. This is killing me inside and I'm tearing up with each word that I type. I can't stop now though, because I had realized the days after she passed that I can truly express my thoughts and feelings through spoken or written words rather than my clouded thoughts alone.

If I don't spill my feelings about this out into words, then I know that I'm going to boil, which isn't going to do me any good. I'd rather realize what my feelings are capable of rather than speculate what is not there.

So yes. It has been one whole year since that dreadful day when I learned that she passed. Her fight against cancer was undoubtedly the most inspiring battle that I witnessed first-hand. I felt as if I was the one with the cancer fighting endlessly to stay alive...

But I know that her effort did not, and will not, go to waste. Not at all. She was a God-sent, described not only be me but by many people who supported her and were inspired by her. Her fight encouraged others to fight harder to stay alive for those that loved them and those that they loved.

You have truly lived on forever. And I feel as if even now, you are right beside me smiling like an angel like you did every time I saw you.

I love you Prathna.

Bottled Emotions...

I don't understand

When you say

"You don't understand me!".

Of course I don't,

And I probably never

Will.

Don't let this anger,

This fear,

And above all

This sadness

Build up its pressure-

Until suddenly it bursts!

You tell me you bottle up

The emotions

To let the pressure...

Build.

What if instead of having

A cork-screw-

-Suddenly come flying off

And hurting someone...

You were trying to protect

As the pressure built,

Why not release such

Pressurized emotions

And feed them gently to them;

That Someone.

There are a finite number of Bottles out there,

Save One before Two (or More) break.

A Post Dedicated to You

Hopefully you're reading this. By 'you' I mean a certain someone. Remember how I told you that I do this blogging thing? Yeah I know it's lame but I still do it. If you read all my other posts, preferably the poems I write (which suck) make me more open-mined and I guess poetic.

Anyways, I'm really glad that you and I are probably going to be competing for gold in the singing competition. But lets not jinx it, as I go through that a lot already haha.

I still know that if it does come down to the two of us for gold, you are clearly the better singer. I mean c'mon, no one besides you hit that high note for Noor-E-Khuda at practice. Haha I just winged it like I do for every song, and I can't believe that I made it this far. I'm surprised because usually I'm a very bad singer. I know this because in the school choir, I'm like such a bad singer as I usually can't hit the right notes. Maybe it's because I don't become as emotionally attached to the choir songs as I do with Bollywood songs. So when I sang O Meri Jaan "almost perfectly", I surprised even myself for such a performance.

Anyways, I hope you're ready for the duo performance. Haha I swear you're going to regret having me as your duet partner because I take FOREVER to sing properly. Oh well, that just increases your marks. Haha alright I'm going to stop talking now. Hope you liked this post dedicated to you, and I'll see you Sunday.

Bye and good luck!

To Escape the Monotone...

Dull

Plain

Simple

Boring

Repetitive-

Monotonously

Increasing

In my methodical life...

One less calculation,

One extra step,

One extra beat in-

A rhythm that follows suit

Only until the crescendo

That I failed to increase.

Instead I increased

My monotone

And forgot about life.

Rather I lived in the lack of it.

To live,

I die.

I sang to...

(Ironically-

Paradoxically)

... Escape the monotone-

At the Shore of the Universe...

I am but a speckle in an immerse that is so big, that even the biggest galaxies unimaginable in size are invisible.

Whoever may be standing outside and at the shore of this ocean (if there is a shore) would see everything, yet observe almost nothing.

We, an invisible eye, may see them glaring at such a beauty that is our universe, yet we do not exist in their eyes.

Are we yet so significant after all?

If I look at you, or if I see you, and I cannot observe who you are... do you exist in my eyes?

If you see me, yet I cannot see you... do you exist in my eyes?

If we both close our eyes together, and rather observe ourselves inside and the possibilities that lie beyond...will you exist?

What if this time, you open your eyes and you see the other end?

What if you see... yourself...

And I ask you...

Do I exist to you?

Distant Pursuit...

Isolated in a desolate vacuum

Racing to one planet to wherever

Our pursuits will lead...

We are far from alone-

-As we race to a distant

Light at the end of dark-

May it be the stars that we see,

And let them become our Suns-

-Become the warmth for a while-

Until our flights begin again...

May it be the icy clouds

And let them absorb the heat

From a final spark of a faraway Light

And let it become an irreversible journey-

-In an increasingly endless ocean

Where this spark becomes the core of my Heart-

-Yet this ocean is anything but cold

As long as I race with my Pursuit...

... Not towards

(As One is not alone)-

-Rather. Together-

Quick, maybe Personal Question...

What is the hardest decision you've made in the past 6 months?

Which statement strikes the most fear or anger in you? Why?

1) "He is an enemy of the country."

2) "He is a terrorist to the country"

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1) A white supremacist wants to meet the President.

2) A Muslim man wants to meet the President.

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This is not meant to be racist in any way. I'm just trying to prove a message I realized from watching the new Bollywood movie My Name is Khan. It also ties in with my ToK. Thanks.

Song!

This is a really nice song that makes you feel like you're drifting afloat Love itself. At first I didn't really listen to it closely so I didn't like it. But you know with music, once you take the time to listen to it closely you'll love it. It's called Jaane Yeh Kya Hua (Wonder What Has Happened) from the movie Karthik Calling Karthik. Sung by KK, lyrics by the infamous Javed Akhtar who recently won a lifetime achievement award in the 2010 Star Screen Awards. He's probably the best lyricist of India, he chooses every word carefully to create the greatest impact when sung. Anyways less talk, more song. Enjoy!

	Jaane Ye Kya Hua - Karthik Calling Karthik
	Found at bee mp3 search engine

Hindi lyrics and translation:

Jaane Yeh Kya Hua
Wonder what has happened

Hum Donon Ka Yun Milna
That we met each other

Aise Paas Aana
And became close

Jaane Yeh Kya Hua
Wonder what has happened

Ab Har Pal Anjana Hai
Now every moment is unusual

Dekho Hona Hai, Aur Kya.
It has to happen, what else.


Jaane Kyun Lagta Hai
Wonder why I feel like

Dheere Se Haule Se Geet Koi Dil Hai Gaa Raha
My heart is singing some song softly

Jaane Kyun Lagta Hai
Why do I feel like

Ab Jaise Har Lamha Har Pal Mai Muskura Raha
Every moment, every second is smiling now


Tumhein Hai Pata, Maine Pehli Baar Jo Dekha Tumhe
Do you know, when I saw you for the first time

Mujhe Yeh Laga, Chahun Bhi Tho Kaise Paa Sakunga Tumhe
I felt like, even if I Love you, I will not be able to make you mine

Sapna Tha Ek Din Tho
One day I dreamt that

Main Hoon Tum Ho
You were there with me

Tum Dheere Se Bolo ' Tumko Apna Maana Hai '
And you say ' I consider you mine'

Dekho Hona Hai Aur Kya
It has to happen, no other way.


Kahun Kya Bhala Tumhi Ko Tho Main Chahta Hoon Suno
Do I need to tell, I Loved only you

Tumein Jo Mila Maine Jaana Main Bhi Zinda Hoon Suno
That I feel alive only after I got you

Kahun Main Kya Tumko
Do I need to tell you

Main Hoon Tum Ho
We are here

Bas Itna Sunn Lo
Just listen to this;

Tum Pe Koi Deewana Hai
Someone is mad for you

Hona Hai Aur Kya
What else would it be.

Your Name; My Love...

You.
Ever
Since I met You
Have You been
All that I've pursued.

My dreams,
Answers,
Nature indeed.
All I
Need to say now is
I love You.

"Give me some sunshine

Give me some rain.

Give me another chance

I wanna grow up once again..."

-Give Me Some Sunshine - 3 Idiots

A Flower in the Snow...

What if one day,

In the light of morning,

The snow sprinkles

And clouds are falling;

At the bed of the Earth,

Where the blanket is sewn,

From these cottons

Of water and ice...

What if one day,

In this field...

A flower grew.

Maybe at the moment

Of such sight and cold,

The warmth is born;

The fog clears up

With something adorn.

Seeing the birth

And feeling the growth;

The scent of this flower

Has affected us both...

What if one day,

In the cold of this light,

The flowers rise

To fix You in my sight;

The flowers so gentle

As the blooms in your eyes,

Where they grow bright

And become my skies,

From the tears

And the beats of Our hearts,

Grow the eternal

Unexplainable starts.

What if one day;

Where these flowers grew,

One breath is born to say...

I love you.

Cruelty!

People change in a matter of days,

A matter of nights;

A matter of seconds!

One message-

-Or two-

Have an effect to change-

-Or destroy-

A dream...

Forever!

How is this even possible?

How can beauty such as love

Turn into such a cruel strike of words

In a single instant!

This emotion of love,

A single doubt destroys its foundation.

Something she hardly regrets

Yet he feels the pain; the anger;

The regret!

This anger so powerful

Even I feel it.

Such cruelty-

-Such punishment-

That a brother faces

Becomes the core of my anger...

In less than a second!

This injustice I thought she had passed;

That she had made up her mind

To be with him-

-Maybe forever-

Yet my brother speaks of it...

Once again!

Years of hugs and love

Spread out on a single target;

Where the arrow is a single message,

That makes her shoot at him;

That led me to believe-

-Although unbelievable-

That people change in a matter of days;

Nights;

Seconds!

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I am so angry right now its unbelievable! I expressed my anger through this poem and it still doesn't do it justice! This is a new kind of cruelty that I didn't expect from someone like her. She doesn't realize how much she has has hurt him after all these years, and now yet again this week!

This poem doesn't even deserve to go in the archives box. This is a shameful day and this poem is only here to express the anger that came from it. I am very disappointed in her today, I cannot explain.

If you're reading this, which I HIGHLY doubt you are, I hope you know how much you've hurt my Brother! He cares for you, stop hurting him!

Another One? Yes...

This is one my most favorite songs of all time. It's called Pehli Nazar Mein ("First Sight"), sung by Atif Aslam (wooooot!!), from the movie Race. The video below shows the music video. I especially like this video because you can finally see Atif Aslam singing in it. So if you don't know what Atif Aslam looks like, well here he is. He's the one singing, not the one with the buff body or the other guy. Lol anyways, less talk more song. Enjoy!

Pehli Nazar Mein - Race

Hindi lyrics and translation:

Pehli nazar mein
At first sight
Kaise jaado kar diya
What kind of magic did you create
Tera ban baita hai
That it became yours
Mera jiya
My soul

Jaane kya hoga
Who knows what will happen
Kya hoga kya pata
What will happen who knows
Is pal ko milke
Meet this moment
Aa jee le zara
Come live a little
Mein hoon yahan
I am here
Tu hai yahan
You are here

Meri bahon mein aa
Come into my arms
Aa bhi ja
Just come

[O jaan-e-jaan
Dono jahan
Meri bahon mein aa
Bhool Ja]2
Oh love of my life
come into my arms
forget about both worlds

Baby I love u- 3
Baby I love u so
Baby I love u
Oh I love u
I love u
I love u so
Baby I love u

[Har dua mein shamil tera pyaar hai
Bin tere lamha bhi dushwar hai
Dhadkanon ko tujhse hi darkarr hai
Tujhse hai rahtein
Tujhse hai chahtein ] 2
In every prayer your love is present
Without you even the moments are difficult
You only are responsible for my heartbeats
Comfort comes from you
Desire comes from you

Tu jo mili ek din mujhe
You are the one I met one day
Mein kahin ho gaya lapata
Somewhere I got lost

[O jaan-e-jaan
Dono jahan
Meri bahon mein aa
Bhool Ja]2
Oh love of my life
come into my arms
forget about both worlds

[Kar diya Deewana
Dard-e-Kash ne
Chain cheena
Isqh ke ehsaas ne
Bekhayali di hai
Tere pyaas ne
Chaya suroor hai
Kuch to zaroor hai ]2
The pain of desire made me crazy
The feeling of love stole my peace
The thirst of you has made me lose my thoughts
Pain has been spread
Something is needed

Yeh dooriyan
These distances
Jeene na de
Don't let me live
Hal mera tujhe na pata
You don't know my condition

[O jaan-e-jaan
Dono jahan
Meri bahon mein aa
Bhool Ja]2
Oh love of my life
come into my arms
forget about both worlds

Baby I love u- 3
Baby I lobe you so
Baby I love u
Oh I love u
Baby I love you
I love u

Yes. Another Song...

This is the music video for the remixed version of Bakhuda Tumhi Ho ("You are Godly" or "You are my Angel"), the original version of the song is also good but this one just pumps me up with happiness. But in case you like the original better, I'll post both videos. It's from the movie Kismat Konnection (Kismat means luck). It's not new but it was definitely a beautiful movie with absolutely beautiful songs sung by Atif Aslam (wooot!). So here are the videos. The original is first, the remix is second. And as always, the Hindi lyrics along with the translation is there too. The first video is better but the remix song is better xD. Enjoy!

Bakhuda Tumhi Ho


Bakhuda Tumhi Ho (Remix)


Hindi lyrics and translation:

Tumhi ehsaason mein
You're in my feelings
Tumhi jazbaaton mein
You're in my emotions
Tumhi lamhathon mein
You're in my every moment
Tumhi din raaton mein
You're in my night and day

Bakhuda tumhi ho
You're so Godly
Har jagah tumhi ho
You're everywhere
Haan main dekhoon jahan jab
Wherever I look
Us jagah tumhi ho
You're there

Yeh jahan tumhi ho
You're this world
Voh jahan tumhi ho
And the other world
Is zameen se falak ke
From this earth to the skies
Darmiyaan tumhi ho
And in between, it's all you

Tumhi ho beshuba
You're my certainty
Tumhi ho
You're the one
Tumhi ho mujhe mein haan
You're the one residing in me
Tumhi ho
You're the one

Tumhi ho...

Kaise bataaein tumhe
How can I explain myself?
Aur kis tarah yeh
And how do I tell you?
Kitna tumhe hum chaahte hain
How much I love you

Saaya bhi tera dikhe
All I need is to see your shadow
Toh paas jaake
And I run towards it
Us mein simat hum jaate hain
And I melt into it

Raasta tumhi ho
You're the way
Rehnumaa tumhi ho
You're the guide
Jiski khwahish hai humko
The one thing we all desire
Voh panha tumhi ho
You're that shelter/refuge

Tumhi ho beshuba
You're my certainty
Tumhi ho
You're the one
Tumhi ho mujhe mein haan
You're the one residing in me
Tumhi ho
You're the one

Tumhi ehsaason mein
You're in my feelings
Tumhi jazbaaton mein
You're in my emotions
Tumhi lamhathon mein
You're in my every moment
Tumhi din raaton mein
You're in my night and day

Kaise baatayein tumhe
How do I tell you?
Shab mein tumhare
At night,
Khwab haseen jo aate hain
What dreams I dream of you

Kaise baatayein tumhe
How do I make you aware?
Lamz woh saare
That your every touch
Jism ko jo mehkate hain
Perfumes my body

Iftida tumhi ho
You're the beginning
Inteha tumhi ho
And the limit
Tum ho jeena ka maksad
You're the purpose behind my existence
Aur vajah tumhi ho
And the reason for it

Bakhuda tumhi ho
You're so Godly
Har jagah tumhi ho
You're everywhere
Haan main dekhoon jahan jab
Wherever I look
Us jagah tumhi ho
You're there

Yeh jahan tumhi ho
You're this world
Voh jahan tumhi ho
And the other world
Is zameen se falak ke
From this earth to the skies
Darmiyaan tumhi ho
And in between, it's all you

Tumhi ho beshuba
You're my certainty
Tumhi ho
You're the one
Tumhi ho mujhe mein haan
You're the one residing in me
Tumhi ho
You're the one

Without Bollywood...

What would I do without Bollywood? Like seriously I can't even imagine the pain I'd suffer without the melodrama which is Bollywood, haha. Everyday I wake up and a Bollywood song is the first thing I sing or dance to (haha yes you're right, I definitely am NOT a loser xD). Whenever I'm home alone, I plug my Ipod into the home theater system and listen/sing Bollywood songs for HOURS. I try to make a goal of only listening for an hour or so, but I always end up still listening after like 6 hours. Haha by then I'm sweating and panting so much from the dancing and of course, singing lol. This is not even considering the movies. Wow it seems that I can only understand life by watching a Bollywood movie (xD no it's not lame). Ok I guess that IS a bit lame, so specifically I believe that they address "love" better to me and the rest of the Indian population than Hollywood movies. Although Hollywood does a much better times, since they're movies don't have to deal with all the inside jokes and romances that Bollywood has to face, so Hollywood can portray a meaningful interpretation of "love" as it seems to be simpler than what Bollywood is faced with. Plus I love the random singing and dancing that is the essence of a Bollywood movie.

A Bollywood movie can suck as hell but it's songs can be "superhits!".

It's great to be in a movie theater when a song does come on in the movie. I swear the entire will actually sing along or even be "foby" enough to start dancing in their seats. It's a great experience.

A major part of Bollywood films that I love is the fact that the audience always get so into the mood. When something heartbreaking happens to the main actor, the "hero" if you will, the whole theater will be heartbroken and go "ohhhhhhh nooooooo! Why did that just happen!!!". Also, when the movie is reaching the end and usually the peak of love, the audience tends to physically get jumpy and yells at the "hero" (who obviously can't hear you) to "run to her man sh'e going away! Don't lose her!!!". This, 99.99% of the time, leads to "hero" running through an airport, surpassing security and INTO the plane, to tell her how he feels about the girl who's sitting IN the plane. This means that everyone on the plane cheers and the security smiles and let them both go, hahaha typical Bollywood.

What would I do without Bollywood?

Ouch...

(Today, no matter what, I WILL ask her out. I feel that now is the time that I finally speak out and tell her how I feel. I can't let fear hold me back; I will show her today how much I love her.)

Saphie and Rain walking through the streets of downtown...

(Oh there she is. Wow she looks beautiful. Alright man, today's the day.)
S: "Hey Rain, well you're looking good today. What's the occasion?"

R: "Ohh nothing", giggles, "I'm here to impress someone".
(What! Holy mother, is this a dream? Your speech might not be needed after all dude! I think she's talking about you!)

S: "Ohhh, who's the unlucky guy" (If she's talking about me anyways, might as well joke around first.)

R: "Hey!" laughs "he's not unlucky, he has me.", we start walking and she looks as if trying to remember something, "he's so hot man, and he's probably like the most gentlemanly guy I've met. Like the way he talks to me, wow I just get mesmerized"
(Oh wow, really? Nice! She considers me hot! Wooo! And gentlemanly but she said hot first! Saphie I think you're gonna have your dream come true!)

S: "Oh really? You like this guy? Hmm... do I know him?" (let's see if I can set this up and then I can tell her.)

R: "Yeah! I think you know him quite well! He's so charming, the way he talks to me and calls me pretty! I've known him for years and he's been so caring of me. I think he likes me too, I might finally have a boyfriend. I don't know, I've never felt this before. I don't know if you have but this feeling, it's so strange. Like every time I look at him, talk to him and just THINK about him; I feel something. I've never had a boyfriend so I don't know, but I think I'm falling in love..."
(DUDE! This is you man! Really! She in love with you! Oh forget this 'you' thing. She's in love with ME! Tell her man! Tell her! I think she came here today to tell you how she feels about me. But I have to tell her first, I've held this in for far too long. She looks so beautiful in this cold air, it looks like a modern fairytale movie.

(sigh, "Rain... all throughout these years I've also been feeling something. This feeling, just like yours, I can't explain. Whenever I get this feeling inside my heart, I never want to let it go. My heart just starts beating with love. And I only get this feeling when I'm with YOU! Rain, I'm in love with you! After all these years, I feel as if you have become a part of me. Someone who can look deep into my eyes and know what I am feeling. I can say the same for you. I've always been there beside and with you when you were hurt, even when you didn't show it. I looked in your eyes, even when you seemed happy, and knew that you were hurt. Without you, I don't know where I would be. Without your love I would be helpless. But now I understand this feeling; this love for you. I love you Rain, I really love you!")

R: "...um... hey! Hello there... you ok? Who's dreams are you lost in" giggles, "anyways. You know him really well, and the reason I met you here is to tell you face to face, since you ARE my best friend. I'm going to meet him at the same time as your work shift, so I thought that why not tell you as you're going to work. So yeah, he's your best friend Destasy. Really man, I think I'm seriously in love with him..."

The Tale of Iroh - Leaves From The Vine

Speaks for itself. Listen, not with your minds, but with you hearts.
In honour of Mako Iwamatsu.

Top 50 Bollywood Love Songs From 2000-2009

So I was Bollywood-ing through Youtube and I came across a set of videos titled 'Top 50 Bollywood Love Songs From 2000-20009', and so I got excited and started listening. I absolutely love these songs and it's a great way to find more songs and add to my collection xD. Anyways, the videos are in sets of 9 songs descending from #50 to #1. The videos only contain a short bit of each song but they are well chosen bits. If you listen to all of them, which will take a LONG time, I'm sure you'll find a few songs that you really like. This series features some of my favorite, and of course my all time favorite, singers such as Atif Aslam (wooot), A. R. Rahman (wooot xD), Shreya Goshal (she's so talented!), Shaan, Javed Ali and much more. Anyways, less talk from me; more songs from Bollywood.

Top 50 Bollywood Love Songs from 2000-2009 (#50-41)

Top 50 Bollywood Love Songs from 2000-2009 (#40-31)


Top 50 Bollywood Love Songs from 2000-2009 (#30-21)


Top 50 Bollywood Love Songs from 2000-2009 (#20-11)


Top 50 Bollywood Love Songs from 2000-2009 (#10-1)
This is the most crucial part of the list and not everyone has the same opinion for the Top 10 songs. Haha although I loved this collection for top 10, I still my favorite song Tera Hone Laga Hoon should have been on there. But like I said, great list otherwise!

Yet Another Song You Should Listen To

It's called "O Humdum Suniyo Re", which mean "O my soulmate, listen". Lol more/less.
It's got a really great rhythm to it, like a song from backstreet boys. It's sung by a few of Bollywood's greatest singers, for the movie Saathiya (means Beloved); KK(his name's too long so everyone calls him KK), Shaan (awesome singer), Kunal Ganjawala, and Pravin Mani. This song isn't new, as the movie came out in 2002. However it won 13 awards in a period of a month. So yeah, enjoy!

	KK, Shaan, Kunal Ganjawala & Pravin Mani - O Humdum Suniyo Re .mp3
	Found at bee mp3 search engine

Hindi lyrics plus English translation (not the best but works);
O hamdam o hamdam suniyo re

O my soulmate, o my soulmate listen

o jaaniya suniyo re

O sweetheart, listen

o jaaniya shaam ko khirki se chori chori nange paanv chaand aayega

O sweethear, at night, the moonlight will creep on bare feet into the window

o hamdam suniyo re

listen, my love;

o jaaniya suniyo re

listen, sweetheart

o jaaniya shaam ko khirki se chori chori nange paanv chaand aayega

O sweetheart, at night, the moonlight will creep on bare feet into the window

o suniyo re o jaaniya re

listen, sweetheart

o galiyon se aayega

it will come through the lanes;

o siti bajaayegaa

it will blow a whistle

o nim ke per se

from the lemon tree,

o paas bulaayegaa

it will summon you near

o hamdam suniyo re

listen, my love;

o jaaniya suniyo re

sweetheart, listen

o jaaniya shaam ko khirki se chori chori nange paanv chaand aayega

darling, at night, the moonlight will creep on bare feet into the window

o suniyo re o jaaniya re

listen, darling

o galiyon se aayega

it will come through the lanes;

o siti bajaayegaa

it will blow a whistle

o nim ke per se

from the lemon tree,

o paas bulaayegaa

it will summon you near

Servant of a Dark God

So I've been bored at home with nothing to do because of the exam break. I should be doing my assignments but meh, I'll do that Sunday night as usual. So to pass my time through this boredom, I've started reading this book;



Servant of a Dark God, written by John Brown. It's a pretty recent book that came out late last year. I got tempted to sign out this book from the public library (surprising how the library FINALLY comes out with a book I want), after I read some reviews on the internet. It's a complex fantasy story, which reviewers said was unlike any other fantasy story in long time. Many said that it is a very complex story to read and requires keen reading. So I got tempted and now I'm reading it. I'm not very far but it's really exciting how it's building up so far. And yes I agree, this story is quite complex and requires close attention when reading because of the multiple perspectives that are present. But I have to admit, this is a pretty great fantasy novel so far, and I haven't read anything quite like it in a long while. So once I finish this novel I'll probably come back here and rant about it some more.

As far as I've read, I can't recommend anything yet. But once I finish, that might change. Bye!

You HAVE to Listen to this Song!

Kahin To Hogi Wo, which translates into 'She has to be Somewhere'. It's from the absolutely beautiful movie Jaane Tu... Ya Jaane Na (Whether you know... or not). This song is gold! Sung by Rashid Ali and Vasundhara Das. Music by the infamous A. R. Rahman!

	www.Mp3Masty.Com - Kahin To Hogi Wo
	Found at bee mp3 search engine

Hindi lyrics and English translation (Best I could find and edit);

Kahin to,
(somewhere…)
kahin to,
(somewhere…)
hogi woh
(she must be…)
duniya jahaan tu mere saath hai
(somewhere in this world you'll be with me…)
jahaan main, jahaan tu,
(where am I, and where are you…)
aur jahaan
(… wherever else…)
bas tere mere jazbaat hain
(… only the feelings of our love reign supreme…)

Hogi jahaan subah teri
(Wherever your mornings will be…)
palkon ki kirnon mein
(… with the rays from your eyes upon me.)
lori jahaan chaand ki
( The sweet melody of the moon…)
sune teri baahon mein…
(…I will hear, with me in your arms…)

Jaane na kahan woh duniya hai
(I don't know where that world lies…)
jaane na woh hai bhi ya nahin
(I don't know if it even exists or not…)
jahaan meri zindagi mujhse
(where my life wouldn’t be…)
itni khafa nahin…
(…so upset with me, myself…)

jaane na kahan woh duniya hai
jaane na woh hai bhi ya nahin
jahaan meri zindagi mujhse
itni khafa nahin…

saansein kho gayi hai kiski aahon mein…
(my breaths are lost waiting in someones eyes…)
main kho gayi hoon jaane kiski baahon mein…
(I am lost in someones embrace I just do not know…)
manzilon se raahein dhoondti chali….
(that now I am in search of ways from my destinations…)
aur kho gayi hai manzil kahin raahon mein
(while the destination itself seems to be lost in the tracks)

Kahin to, kahin to…
(Somewhere.. somewhere…)
hai nasha teri meri har mulaqat mein
(our meetings get us into a high of love…)
hothon se, hothon ko
(from my lips, to your lips…)
choomte… rehte hain hum har baat pe
(we kiss... through every word that we exchange…)

kehti hai fiza jahaan
(the wind tells me about…)
tere zameen-asmaan
(… an earth and a sky…)
jahaan hai tu meri hassi
(where you become my laughter…)
meri khushi meri jaan…
(… and my happiness and my life…)

jaane na kahaan woh duniya hai
jaane na woh bhi ya nahin
jahaan meri zindagi mujh se
itni khafa nahin…

jaane na kahaan woh duniya hai
jaane na woh bhi ya nahin
jahaan meri zindagi mujh se
itni khafa nahin…

Chupke Se Aaye (Hidden I Come)...

A really lovely song by my favorite singer Atif Aslam. It's called Chupke Se Aaye but the video subtitle calls it Kyun Chhor Gaye, which means Why Have You Left. I like the original title better because it the song talks about how he has hidden love for the girl. Anyways less words, more song. Enjoy!

First Man in Space...

I have a question. A simple question. An answer you can immediately find just by typing it in a search engine. Who was the first man in space?

...Well? Did you search it up? Or maybe you already know...

...I'm assuming that the name Yuri Gagarin came up first. Yet we often forget about the smaller individuals.

Through the help of astronomical government acknowledgement, we often say that Yurin Gagarin was the first man in space. He used a rocket I believe.

I believe the truly first man in space was Joseph Kittinger. He flew to an unimaginable 102, 800 feet (31 km), using a balloon. At that height the body would feel almost the same effects as one would if orbit the Earth at a higher altitude. So at 31 km above the Earth, conditions are indeed space-like. He, in a sense, reached space. Then he took the biggest, and truly the highest step at the time by doing what no one could possibly have the courage to do. He jumped.

He didn't fall, rather he accelerated; and boy did he accelerate. He reached a speed of 990 km/h, which (at one point) broke the sound-barrier. He was not only the first man in space, but he was also the first man to break the sound barrier without an aircraft.

Yuri Gagarin went up to be the first man to travel in space, which is a monumental task indeed and will definitely be recorded in the history books. However he was still the second man in space entirely. He went up in 1961.

Joseph Kittinger was truly the first man in space, as he went up to take the world's, as well as human-kind's, highest step at 102,800 feet in 1960.

I really enjoyed writing the poem below 'Why Do We Explore...' one. I tried so hard to keep a steady rhythm and have an appealing rhythmic meter. I especially like how it flows in such a manner that after 5 or 6 syllables the word itself acts like a pause because of it nature. But yeah really enjoyed writing this one. Hope you like it as much as me.

Why Do We Explore Such an Irrelevant Place?

Why do we explore such an irrelevant place,
That acts to enforce a challenging race;
That becomes a lure to its magnificent grace;
Why do we explore the vastness of space?

Why did we explore our beautiful world,
That became a jewel from an unknown swirl;
Where those who embarked sailed through the storms that hurled;
Why did the unknown become our glorious world?

Why did we explore our mysterious past,
That showed us the truths to what was aghast;
That led us to love our Distant Worlds alas;
Why did the future become a whole new Class?

Why do our questions that we ask at start,
That create a sense of some vicious dart;
Where the key behold is attacked at the Heart;
Why do the answers make the questions fall apart?

Is this yet still an irrelevant place,
Where breaking the rhythm challenges Our pace;
Where the examples of Earth give reasons to embrace;
Is there more to this question than just of space?

Christa McAuliffe

History is a mysterious course that I can only unravel further, as history itself progresses today. I've spent a great deal of time studying history and spreading my knowledge to others. That, you can say, is my inspiration. Quite common, in a sense, considering I teach it. Actually 'teach' sounds like a bad word regarding history, one cannot merely teach such a subject. One can only learn history once they live through the times and the ages. Yet another inspiration I've been striving to achieve. We all know that some of history's greatest events took rise because of inspiration enacted by ordinary people, maybe I can join that row of greatness one day.

1984:
Ordinary is given a chance to become extraordinary, that's what I have been taught throughout my years of learning in universities. I want my students, although young, to bring this inspiration to light. I have followed it this far, and I might finally get to live up to it; not here on Earth... but 300 km above it orbiting at thousands of kilometers per hour.
Ronald Reagan has opened that door, rather the sky. In this competition between some 11, 000 other teachers nationwide, I have a feeling that I will indeed be the one to rise. It's as if history has predetermined it. Although I am but one applicant in this Teacher in Space Project, I have the support of a thousand inspirations. Kind of strange but historic indeed. Yet this is not for fame, never do I intend it to be. My reason is for inspiration and history itself. As I said before, one can only learn history once they live the times and the ages. My history is being written the way I intended.

1985:
By now my historic journal has probably become a chronological encyclopedia, and I am grateful to say that my historic monument is soon arriving. To others unknown around the world I may be of unheard nature, and I'll probably be no more heard of even after my endeavor in space. That is not my worry at all. This will probably be my greatest achievement ever, recorded in history books as The first teacher in space, but is not, and will never be my intent to pursue fame. I pursue the spread of knowledge, and the realization of what true history is. I may have begun as a small town student; grown up to be a high school teacher, but even then I have followed my speckle of inspiration to guide me this far. I do it for them, to let them write their own histories in a world that is becoming too intimidating.
And so today is the marvel that I have dreamed about for years. I started as an applicant a year ago, today I can finally pursue my dream without competition. Today it was announced that I will be the first teacher in space. I am given the honourable task of teaching from space. From ordinary to history; the cycle repeats yet again.
"Although you may not know me, I will be your teacher in a year. Don't worry though, it will only be for 15 minutes. And I promise, by the end this will be your favorite classroom that you have ever imagined. You ask where this exactly is. Look up at the night sky and you might see a speckle of imagination sprinkling at thousands of kilometers per hour."

1986:
"We have main engine start...4...3...2...1... and lift off... lift-off of the 25th Space Shuttle mission and it has cleared the tower."
...
...
...
"All systems normal and Challenger's on its way!"
...
...
...
...
...
...
"It seems there has been... oh God. It seems there has been an explosion..."

Dubai...

Behind what is good,
There is the inevitable.
Something we cannot escape,
No matter how perfect the visual.

A trip to a land,
Where perfection is key.
To let the wise decide;
The king is the only one, free.

Landmarks and beauty,
Unimaginable to the mind.
Shapes and sizes unmatched,
Not a single brick misaligned.

A central hub of success;
Millionaires and hopefuls reside.
They are called into Light...
...Cannot step back Outside.

Their freedoms are locked,
To their king's dreams.
Where is the money
That was promised by supremes?

Now they are locked; stuck,
No passports to leave.
Is this such a magnificent place?
Such a place you will not believe...

Poems Archive...

I just made a poems archive, that can be found below the blog archives, and I feel good knowing that I've written 32 poems within a year of starting to blog. I like this new archive because now I can find them easily. Haha and of course whoever reads this blog, which is like 1 or 2 people? Haha w/e, makes me feel good about myself xD.

Ajab Prem Ki Gazab Kahani (Full Movie) w/ English Subs. Enjoy!

There are 8 parts so don't forget to scroll down once you're done each part. Full screen! The subtitles aren't the best (grammar-wise xD), but it's not hard to understand. Again, enjoy!
Part 1

Ajab Prem Ki Ghazab Kahani - English Subtitles - Part 1
by Delhi6

Part 2

Ajab Prem Ki Ghazab Kahani - English Subtitles - Part 2
by Delhi6

Part 3

Ajab Prem Ki Ghazab Kahani - English Subtitles - Part 3
by Delhi6

Part 4

Ajab Prem Ki Ghazab Kahani - English Subtitles - Part 4
by Delhi6

Part 5

Ajab Prem Ki Ghazab Kahani - English Subtitles - Part 5
by Delhi6

Part 6

Ajab Prem Ki Ghazab Kahani - English Subtitles - Part 6
by Delhi6

Part 7

Ajab Prem Ki Ghazab Kahani - English Subtitles - Part 7
by Delhi6

Part 8 (Final)

Ajab Prem Ki Ghazab Kahani - English Subtitles - Part 8
by Delhi6

Kurbaan Hua...

Hey, I was watching some music videos from some Bollywood movies one day and I came across this one video from a recent movie called Kurbaan, which means Sacrifice. It was a really good movie but I never watched the music video for its title song "Kurbaan Hua", which means "I am Sacrified". When I saw this video I was absolutely stunned at the 1) quality 2) the art 3) and the symbolism that are present to convey its message, which is about sacrifice. Lol I think I'm focusing too hard and applying English tooo much but I can see the message so clearly with the symbols they've used. Hope you enjoy!

Wow was that poem below hard to write. Took so much thinking and it doesn't seem as perfect as I wanted it. The message is still there but I could use devices more strategically to make it much more artistic. But from all the thinking I just did for this I think I'll edit it later. Haha anyone have an opinion as to how I could incorporate devices more strategically with regards to the message I'm trying to convey? Thanks

This World...

It has never been perfect,

Yet seen as an efficient object-

The irony plants itself as a seed;

Brings Us joy, and allows some to bleed...

Inspiring as a unifying whole,

Yet split apart from pole to pole-

Fighting so humanity may be alive;

Brings Us hope, some unable to survive...

Somewhere in the middle,

A break, a conflict occurs-

Imperfect, chaotic, yet natural;

The sun after dark, an inspiring Cycle...

The seeds in our soil,

Full of birth and turmoil-

Grows into the tree to thrive;

Unable to live, yet willingly alive...

Unpredictable this Nature may be,

The plants and the air that we breathe-

Our fights so We may fit in;

The Cycle revolves to let it begin...

A Year of Blogging...

So I guess I successfully completed one year of my first-time blogging, and I'm really glad to say that over that time period I posted 119 posts/poems/stories/pictures. This goes to show that although I complain a lot about how boring life is, some things or events will inevitably occur and result in my interpretations and ultimately, blogging. Haha so I wonder what this year will bring for this blog. You never know.

Hiccups

Just out of ordinary speech.
It just.
Happens.

I can't control it.
Even if I hold my.
Breath.

I try to say.
Everything I need to.
Say at once.
But it's like I begin.
New sentences just like.
That.

I drink some water but.
Still no effect.
Rather it makes it.
Worse.
Because it.
Happens more.
Often.
And frequently.
That sentences.
Become.
Random.
Phrases.

That I cannot.
Control.
Everything.
Becomes un-.
-predictable.

No one knows.
When I want to.
Stop, or.
Begin.

Everything is ran-.
-dom.

(I think there is someone outside my bedroom window)

Wow that cured my random hiccups right away.

Thanks random stranger.

May I ask...

...who you are?