Lets be free

Next door neighbour
I don't like her
There's no reason
I'm annoyed!

As days pass by
we still don't understand
each other
We talk so little

"sometimes we're prejudiced
Lets talk lets be free
There's good in everyone
Lets talk and lets be free"

And then I felt
I am not fair
on her part
And I should
try to fix it up

As days pass by
I realize that
nothing is wrong
she's so wonderful

"sometimes we're prejudiced
Lets talk lets be free
There's good in everyone
Lets talk and lets be free"

Dawn of Fanatics

After 2 months of hiatus
Chapter I:Dawn of Fanatics
Thousands of years ago a religion was born.It was called Hinduism. Like any other religion it has its own positives and negatives. Over the years, the positives became beliefs and negatives became blind beliefs. The belief did not have any strong reason to back them up. So, the young and modern Indian did not find anything sensible in its rituals and beliefes. But the generation of yesterday was holding on. Forced the young to blindly follow. programming the tender brains to believe what was abberation of truth and reality and which is far from normal experiance. This made the young become "Religious activists" who consider themselves to be guardians of the religion. This is the dawn of fanatics.
My country is taking the same road that was once taken by some of middle east countries.It will take us nowhere else but to the grave.Im not a religious fanatic. If you are, then i don't have any opinion about it. Lets all meet together in the massGrave. You ended up there, because of your mistake and me, because of your mistake again.

It's my mistake. I dont get angry. It may be too risky for me. Eventually, I will write India's demise by my own bloody hands.

Home is where the Heart is

For all you folks who liked this song, here goes the lyrics.
I dedicate this song especially for all those people, who have left their home to chase their dreams.

I'm alone,
A long way from home
Don't shut the door,
I'll come back for sure
I'm just nothing,
Without you..Without you


Where can I find
Utterly simple minds
tears in my eyes,
I'm down on my knees
will you let me be?

where can I see,
My hopes and my dreams
How much i miss you..
singing this blues for you
it's all that I can do....


I'm alone,
A long way from home
Don't shut the door,
I'll come back for sure
I'm just nothing,
Without you..Without you

You shake my hand,I'll cut your finger

somebody please tell me why is she looking at me? is she a doctor or am I lunatic? i am not ready to confide what my brain is doing to some one who takes away the beautiful feeling of madness from people... no Who said i am normal.. i am obsessed with madness,a lunatic,an idiot but i at least "think" , be it wrong or right. I always think about music,painting,sports and games about auto-motives,air crafts and of course about writing like a lunatic.

I am free. I will not be conformed to your manipulation. No matter how high you climb up the ladder i will break the rungs on you. If you try to shake my hand,I will cut your finger. If you mess with my brain,I will burn you alive. For all that it matters,why are you trying to fix my brain? why don't you worry about yourself instead?
That night..when the apartment caught fire, instead of saving two little children I could have stood outside and laughed as they burned to death. And who are you calling mad?And when that Army officer wanted o-ve blood, i could have easily smoked pot and made my blood not suitable for transfusion..but even when every little voice within my head was screaming, forcing me to do drugs..i refrained,I had to save a life.Madness depends on the way you look at it. And i feel I am more normal than normal people.

There are merging peaks,there are malicious whispers and there is your mystique eyes. Your hypnotic voice is still ringing in my ears. But your face remains unseen and your voice is unheard and in the end i don't even know you. But you are my mate my teacher, my mentor. I cant see you but can hear you. Sometimes i cant hear you but i can see you. That doctor.. i hate her, She wants to take it all away.

In flames and the next specie

In flames

check out the link above.
I'm not a master of music, but i do have some genuine opinions about it. This song by Swedish band In flames, "Only for the weak" is an example of imbalance of expression in music. No issues about band's rich "melophonic" musical abilities.
Every human expression has a type of music associated with it. A particular type of music triggers a particular expression or feeling. But, the fear of cliched sound has made musicians to experiment with the amalgamation of various types of music.
Human brain has something known as "mental co-ordinates" which relates with everything we see,hear,smell,taste,feel,and even think. When we hear a piece of music,these co-ordinates are the ones that triggers related feelings. When two types of music is mixed,like in the In flames song, in which aggressive and Pacific music have been amalgamated which does not have any co-ordinates associated with it.And when these co-ordinates change,the brain does not recognize what is fed through the sensory organs immediately. It has to get tuned to the alienated co-ordinates.
And when the mental co-ordinates are forced to change, the original co-ordinates get erased. And eventually from the entire human species. This is largely due to our tendency towards constant urge to experience something different.
This is what drives the evolutionary mechanism. The species which will evolve from humans may not even recognize some of the feelings. Like happiness that comes from honesty :)

So... Listen to more of Floyd and Dylan to keep yourself intact!

Dead lover

Knocking at the door
I wonder why you're here for
Bring all the old time
back, when i'm alive and fine

king and his men
with horses, marching in my mind
pretty young princess
in the garden,all good old days

me and my horse
teasing the blowing wind it goes
gun and be gone
like a wonderful sun you shone

roses on the tomb
tear drops wet my face
girl, you were the one
the only one really i cared...

HAPPY REPUBLIC DAY

I WONDER WHY WE BRUSH THE DUST OFF OUR "PATRIOTISM" EVERYTIME THERE'S

A NATIONAL FESTIVAL!I KNOW THIS HAS BEEN DISCUSSED AND ARGUED UPON OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

BUT, NOW THAT REPUBLICDAY IS HERE,LETS GET OUR "PATRIOTISM" OUT FROM THE EVER OVERLOOKED CLOSET IN OUR HEAD. LET US SEND MAIL ABOUT OUR COUNTRY, THE GLORIOUS TRICOLOURED FLAG,LET US CREATE SOME COLOURFUL MAILS..WHAT NEXT, PASS ONE MORE MAIL WITH THE PICTURE OFDR.B.RAMBEDKAR..

OH..NOW WE REALIZE WE'VE RUN OUT OF IDEAS FOR CREATING INTERESTING MAILS.. THATS OKAY.. WE'LL CREATE UNINTERESTING ONES..NEXT..

THAT'S NOT ENOUGH TO PROVE OUR PATRIOTISM.. AND OUR LOVE FOR THE COUNTRY... SO WE SEND SMS..MESSAGES THAT SAY "HAPPY REPUBLIC DAY"!!!!!

WHAT'S SO HAPPY ABOUT IT ANYWAYS? HAPPY THAT WE GET HOLIDAY? OR IS IT THAT SCHOOL CHILDREN GET A PIECE OF CANDY AFTER STANDING IN THE BLAZING SUN? CAN'T WE THINK ANYTHING OTHER THAN E-MAILS AND SMS?
LOOK AT ME.. I'VE FOUND A NEW WAY.. ITS CALLED "BLOGGING"! I'LL POST THIS IN MY BLOG AND PEOPLE WILL READ IT..THE PAGE RANKING GOES UP.. AND MY BLOG WILL BE FAMOUS..LISTS AMONG THE TOP TEN GOOGLE RESULTS FOR "REPUBLIC DAY"!!!!