The Well Read and Me

After the divide on religion, caste, and every other thing I can think of, we have another one in our hand. "The Well read' and 'The worth- less' . This for once is not a gift of the politicians or the evil doers. This in fact is a class divide which SOME of the well read have brought in to make themselves look different in this race of being different from everyone else.

Many talk of history as they read it in books and quote me on it. Some even talk of psychology and philosophy. I stay mum. Many come and talk of political condition and talk of solutions like they knew the problem first hand and they are going to do anything about it . Not in a decade , I say.Dont take me wrong

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Kahaani - The non-review

- Note : If you intend to watch the movie do not read any further for the risk of spoiling the fun-


After all the publicity acts and moving around in local buses Vidya balans 'Kahaani' was out for everyone to know. To begin with, Vidya is a pregnant woman who for some freaking reason is pregnant even though she supposedly has her husband missing for 2 years! I dont know if it was some other guy, but the girl did sound convincing to this Bengali police officer who I assume sympathizes with the overgrown tummy ( I never thought she needed to be pregnant for that!) and evidently is completely unaware of the normal pregnancy period for humans. So they go around sneaking here and there trying to find this lost husband . Obviously this police officer is jobless or just like our own beloved police force is negligent of his duties. Anyway, somewhere in

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Rise and Shine

10,9,8,7 whatever and 0. Tadaaan!
Hence I unfold the folded(or should i say crumbled?).

On the wake of this wonderful day, i shall start to crib, rant, blabber and talk to myself again.
For the river that froze long ago has just melted in the summer heat.

In the words of The Poet -
Between me sleeping and dreaming,

Between me and the one in me

Who I suppose I am,

A river flows without end.

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Love. Again.

Let us hold hands , once.

to look beyond the familiarity, 

all that I think you are

and all that you think in whole.

come let’s walk on the beach

and see the sun set and think not.

Just see each other.

Let’s just hold each other to hold

and say no word ,mind all shut.

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Dream

DREAM

Today, I lost my dream;

to reality.

the dream that 

was meant to be forever.

safe with me.

And I stare 

at what was

supposed to be is , and recall.

of the still waters and

rose beds.

of  sha la la and

shing ling ling.

of the songs sung

and every little thing.

There was always a dream

And there was always a you

now, awake; I hear echoes of me 

loud and real.

I lived a dream

and there is none now.