दोन प्रकारची माणसं शांत झोपतात. एक ज्यांना स्वप्नच पडत नाहीत अन एक ज्यांची स्वप्नं पूर्ण होतात. माझ्यासारखे काही अर्धवट झोपेत, उठ्ल्या क्षणाला रागात जागे होत, स्वप्नांची भुतं मानगुटीवर नेतात. कधी वाटतं स्वप्नांना आयुष्य आहे. कधी वाटतं आयुष्य हेच स्वप्न आहे! जाग यावी,निसटून जावं.

Saturday, September 11, 2010


No words can describe how disheartened i am..
i cry all the time, but at times i do it so earnestly..its a beautiful feeling..
it just makes me cry even more...
somethings are totally worth being emotional about..

like in sound of music when Captain von Trapp is leaving Austria..he sings his heart out for his country one last time...oh what a beautiful song..

Edelweiss, edelweiss
Ev'ry morning you greet me
Small and white
Clean and bright
You look happy to meet me

Blossom of snow
May you bloom and grow
Bloom and grow forever
Edelweiss, edelweiss
Bless my homeland forever

people are secular, patriotic and everything...
to be honest i dont always do justice to those things..
i am extremely selfish when it comes to politics..
but love is a very overwhelming feeling..even for egoists..at times..

today, i am just so sincerely sad..i visited my birth place and its ruined...
not just by immigrants but its very own people..

and i see my whole country, and i am so ashamed of our habits...
its like big pile of garbage with people reproducing in it faster than ever...

and every time i travel by local trains...i feel like shouting from the rooftops..
and i feel like doing OBGY, to see to it that everybody adheres to our population policy...

but not today, today, i am just so sad, like somebody emptied a whole dumping ground in my house...

and when i think of it, of Kalyan, 20 yrs before..
i am just a little girl, who lost her most prized possession...
and i cry..with all my heart...

i dont care about who what why did all this to my city...i dont care how,rightfully or not, to make things right..
let it be Obama, Raj or me...
its the same feeling..

i dont want to feel lost in my own city, which is now a dumpster !

if u ever have or had, a home and a heart...
love the city you are in, even if its not your home..
and keep it clean..stop others from trashing it..
if we speak to people, they listen..
so we must,
every single time,
as if its our own home,
one that we love sooo much....


  1. hmmmm....
    in a little bigger scenario...
    do watch this...


    HOME project, a very well made 90 min film...
    every frame is a painting... and it still makes you think about your every act.... the way homo sapiens have been treating their home!

  2. saylo, wish we make things right..

  3. bhavin , thanks re, it seems gr8 :)



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