Blog day?

I didn't know that. Thanks to ghost particle, I know it now.









So here I go and visit 5 bloggers, I have not visited before this.

What I coincidence I wrote about my blogger friends yesterday.

Here are the five blogs I visited for the first time:

leila

S H

breakerslion

I'm The Naked Nerd

Jon Cox

I visited them today and glad I did and will make sure I interact with them.

Adding another:

Amy(thursdaynext)

My blogger friends

Over the last few months, I have made many friends over the net. A few fizzled out after initial euphoria but there are some which I feel will be of the lasting nature.

Blogging has helped me in making friends with people whom I wouldn't have met otherwise. We go and visit each others blogs whenever we want to, without any obligation whatsover. One gets different perceptions. No one judgemental of the others' post or way of thinking. We respect each others space. We even support each other in times of need. We are all different, in culture, religion, country etc etc. I am enriched by knowing them, knowing about them.

Starting with no particular order I must mention a few of the blogs I visit and learnt much. darius's gospels are full of knowledge and wit. So is his occasional poetry.

don fills me with positivity. He is kind and writes poetry which have always good words to say. Cheerful and much needed. I am blessed for knowing him.

donn Coppens otherwise known as homo escapeons' posts really hilarious stuff. On the whole, his posts appear witty but those are done in such a way that one can get to the underlying irony. I have gained much from his posts. He takes us all over the world. His blog is a journey of sorts.

About within without what can I really say? I like to be on his space ship. Thats about it all.

There are a few who visit me and leave encouraging comments. ghost particle is one friend who has always been there.

Ashish has not commented on any my posts but I have linked his blog to mine and do visit him and read his posts. He too is very informative and his rants are a pleasure to read. He writes serious stuff which hit the nail on the head!

For those I left out, I think they deserve a separate post. I will come back with that in a few days.

Thanks you all for being there. Just your presence makes me feel so happy. I am very glad I know you all.

Open letter to my bereaved SIL

I don't have words to express. I can only understand your suffering. I can imagine how you are feeling right now. This deep sadness, this sense of loss can never be fully comprehended unless one has experienced it. I can only offer you mere words. Nothing will soothe your heart for some time now. I can only share your thoughts if you care enough to share them with me. I will be there for you in spirit as I can't be there with you right now. You have to go too. To be with your mom, your siblings. They need you. You need them too.

Your dad wouldn't have wanted you to be sad. Yes, he is gone. You will miss him. No one take the place of our parents. But remember he always wanted the best for you. He did not suffer. He just went away quietly. He did not make you all suffer. Becos if he had suffered, you would have suffered too.

Now it seems impossible but the pain will lessen with time, you will only remember the love you shared. You will miss him no doubt but you will live too.

As you are aware, we do miss our dad. But we have good memories to tide us through. So will you. Do remember that we all love you too.

I pray for him. May his soul rest in peace......

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My eldest brother's wife's(sister-in-law) dad passed away today a while back. She is in Bangalore and her dad was in Bhubaneswar. As I cannot hold her, I can only be with her in spirit. At this moment she is in no state to talk to us.

Just few broken lines

Bickering;
Will it get us anywhere?

Blame game;
Why start all that?

Negativism;
Only pulls us down.

Push it away,
I want positive force;
to be completely filled by it,
no matter what...
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This is no poetry. Only I was thinking aloud about something someone wrote in a blog. Isn't it easy to preach others? If we take difference of opinion as opposing then all of us we have a lot to learn. I include myself in there too. Becos no one individual is more or no one individual is any less. We have our different perceptions, different interpretations. Opposing does not mean we become adversaries. We can still be acquaintances while thinking diametrically. We seldom apply the same rules for ourselves.

Negative energy can only destroy us. I am filling myself with positive energy. The net is a very big place. We can all survive without getting into each others toes....We need not even acknowledge each other if we don't want to.

Kind of prose written in broken lines. Scattered....

Stripped

first they said,"it's nine."
all of us said, "ok fine."

then they said,"twelve it is."
we said,"whatever you please."

now they insist it's eight,
deciding demise was its fate.

stripped of its pride of place,
pluto shunted out with disgrace!




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I had finished teaching my students about the universe. Then Pluto was declared a non-planet. Very frankly, with all that media hype and most going overboard about its current status, I was simply bored and thought we are being paranoid. But after what one of my student's said, asking me, "what do we write in the ensuing exams, I wrote this. I found her question a valid one. For an eleven year old, its very confusing. Its written from her point of view. At least the first 6 lines. Kids do ask, now what?

I have been asked why did I write after saying, we are getting paranoid about it.
My answer is:

So?
Why can't I write about it too?
Whats/who's really stopping me?

People write about love even without wanting to or hating all the while....

Succinct

After crying my heart out
Suddenly I was calm

Now thinking of that lout
I don't give a damn

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Here I am attemping Dorothy Parker kind of poetry! "Attempt" is the operative word. Chk out her poetry here.

This did happen to me a short while ago. It took sometime for me to realise it, what kind of person he was. I sincerely hope HE gets to read this.

At what cost?..disturbing thought

Another bright day. Infact too bright. I go to the central park of our apartments where the flag hoisting is done with all solemnity. A short speech by the RWA president. Children sing patriotic songs.Jalebis and Samosas are served as it has been done for all those 12 years I have lived here.There are various competitions for the children...painting, essay writing, sports etc etc. It goes on and on. Nothing seems to have changed. Apart from the fact I am older and most adolescents of yesteryears now have kids of their own.

Post lunch..I venture out to go to India Gate. Now the rude awakening. Though there is hardly any traffic on the roads where you go, you see policemen and/or defence personnel searching all vehicles. They even body search a few. Thoroughly check the belongings too. All my enthusiasm is lost by this time. At last we are told no one can go near India Gate. Imagine that. In all the 30 odd years I have lived in Delhi, we have always been free to move anywhere in Delhi.

I realise there has been threats of terrorist attacks on all major landmarks , malls, Cinema Halls,temples,national monuments etc in Delhi. We do need these security checks. We cannot take any risks. But at what cost? We are living in constant fear. The government wants us to stay home. We are not free to move anywhere we want. Worst, at few places we can't even carry water as liquids in any form are not allowed.

Finally I realise that haven't we played into the hands of terrorists? They have achieved their goal. They do not even need bombs. Killing and maiming innocents is not what works best. Fear factor works just as well...more so for the govt and the security agencies. The common man just wants the freedom to move as he desires.

Feeling afraid is normal becos we care for our loved ones. We worry for their safety. We should not give in to it though. We should not let fear become part of our lives. We have to find ways and means to deal with it.

All I ask, will it ever end or terror will become a way of life for us? Disturbing thought that....

Ref: how do you define porn?

Chk here. This is another link which opens without registering. Sorry for the previous one. Please do let me know if you think its porn...the photo as well as poem. The reactions in this network are vastly different from what what it was in the other one.

After my work being called "execrable porn"...I wish I could really write porn!

LOL!

Why don't I feel elated?

15th August. Yet another Independence day. It is the 59th one. But why don't I feel any happier? Being in a school, we celebrate all such days. But this year why did I take a leave?

Why didn't I feel any enthusiasm to dress up for the occasion? In schools we celebrate independence day on the 14th Aug by hoisting our tricolour flag, singing patriotic songs etc. This year it fell on a monday after two holidays, followed by two more holidays on 15th Aug and Janmashtami(Lord Krishna's Birthday) on the 16th. Hence two holidays before it and two after it. I took a leave so as to have a five days break. I needed it. Why did I feel so tired and depressed? And morose?

All that I am doing is sleep and read and watch TV. Delhi has become a fort due to all those security measures. There has been threats of terrorists attack on all major landmarks, malls, temples, markets. Where does one go? Why does one feel so insecure in ones own country?

Havn't the terrorists achieved their goal? By keeping us all inside our homes. They have kind of got hold of the whole of the country. For that matter the whole world. At no place one feels free or secure.

To top it all, there has been long power cuts, 8-10 hours. How long does back-up hold? Now they say it will be like this for the next 15 days or so. That too in the capital of India, Delhi.

Is it any surprise that I don't fell happy or anything remotely like that?

How do you define porn?

How do you define porn?

I am asking this because I posted, infact re-posted one of my erotic poems in a network with a picture. It was dubbed as porn there. When I had posted it for the first time without the photo, it hadn't aroused any such reactions. Now it has. I totally fail to understand. I never remotely thought of it as porn, neither the poem nor the picture. What do you think? You can chk it here. The poem as well as the picture.

One thing I know for sure, the people who have "holier than thou" attitude are the ones who surf the net for porns.

I have always protested against the coterie in that particular network. And impersonations. Now I think they are getting back at me like this....LOL!