Saturday, June 30, 2007


Let’s talk about topic today.
She once said –
Normally we need a topic to talk.
But today let’s not pick a topic.
Let there be a topicless conversation.
(Sea doesn’t need to know its depth
And sky its vastness)

Whenever eyes starts speaking to each other,
The water takes the shape of the bowl.
The water never asks about its shape.
So, today, please don’t ask me-
What’s topic.
Let us just talk-
Today’s topic is – A Topic.

Friday, June 29, 2007

Those Women

The physical structure of each woman
I loved, were almost same.
But is her heart is as cool as
The stream flowing between the two hills.
She loved to eat snacks
She loved the fresh air
Streams and also rivers.
She was like a floating boat in the vast sea.
The other women loved to be like my mother
Loved to see deep into my eye
Loved mountains
Loved oceans
Loved my thoughts
Loved the sky and the sea
Where the water is still.
The island of many women are still uninhabited and unexplored.

Thursday, June 28, 2007


A hot air balloon replica of Taj Mahal near the monument at Agra.

Monday, June 25, 2007

Mora Pagla, a Sadhu smokes marijuana at the Kamakhya temple in Guwahati, India

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Cheeni Kam

Nice movie. Few things I liked about this movie:

1. Camera Work. Brilliant work
2. Tabu’s performance: Was thinking if there is any other actress in the industry that could have done justice to the role and I landed back to Tabu.
3. Amitabh's look: He looked terrific and handsome in some particular shots. Acting as usual superb
4. Dialogue delivery: Liked this new style of delivery in the movie.
5. Zohra and Paresh and Sexy : All are above par and great acting by everybody.
6. Sense of Humor: Humor is at its zenith

Few things I didn't like:

1. ‘Aapki muche bahut khubsurat hain’ these kind of dialogues looked very kiddish when you are watching a movie with high value of dialogue deliveries and great sense of wittiness.
2. That kind of dialogue delivery when it becomes long it sounds dragging.
3. The last scene when Amitabh was trying to convince Paresh Rawal was completely illogical. Not a single point was worth convincing for Paresh Rawal to allow his daughter to marry a 64-year-old guy.

But the way the point of human selfish nature is exhibited is really superb. Amitabh could have asked for Sexy’s life but he didn’t instead ask for Tabu. His later realization clarifies it to the audience making the plot open to people.

Bottom line is worth watching movie in a theater leaving back your morality stuff back home.

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Tony Campolo said:

"I have three things I'd like to say to you tonight. First, while you were sleeping last night, 30,000 kids died of starvation or diseases related to malnutrition. Second, most of you don't give a s--t. What's worse is that you're more upset with the fact that I said s--t than the fact that 30,000 kids died last night."

Monday, June 18, 2007

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Peace seems to be so far.

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Monday, June 11, 2007

What color of poem you are

If the first confusing feeling
Is poetry,
Then you are my first poetry.
But ...
What color of poetry you are?
This poem which was published in Shillong Bihu field
to the Central Library...
Those lonely lanes in Harisabha to
Those thin cables of telephone.
And those which were read by
Sleepless nights and confusing day lights
The eagerness of meeting you
And the pain of its disappointment.

So what color of poem you are?
You seem to be the nadir of your kind.
The poem which could not be understood
By the poet himself.
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BURDEN by Shobha Goswami

One of Shobha Goswami's finest paintings that I am so impressed with that at the first glance I could not resist myself linking it to my blog. She is one of the finest painters in the contemporary times and who is highly inspired by Nature's beauty. To know more about her works please click NISARGA Art Prints

my room

In one of the rooms of mine he studies,in another one he takes his meal, in one of them he sings ,sleeps in the other. He rents all the four rooms of my heart He is none but sorrow. - Nilim Kumar