Sunday 13 October 2013

Some Morning...!!!

when its dawn and the darkness is away
chirpy bird at ur window will hv sumthng to say
a message from me will it deliver to u
u never understood me hope her songs wud convey
all that i had to tell u
all that i felt
all that i wished
all that i miss spelt
she wud tweet u the inside of my heart
she will tell u wat happened to me after we part
she will tell u why i aching to stay
even when u said, "i cnt stand u for a single more day"
that wud b a spl morning
for it wud b wen ul feel bk my love
though i wud b miles away from u
bt atlst i wud rest in peace above.

-ketz

Monday 9 September 2013

BOOK REVIEW : Breaking Silence 2 by Rohit Shetty.

A BOOK FROM A HEART, FOR A HEART & TO ALL HEARTS...


'Breaking Silence-2' the second pearl from the string of the 'Breaking Silence Series' yet again, a book filled with rhymes of the heart. As the cover page of the book portrays this book is a collection of poems that express the emotion of pain, suffering, loneliness, memories, tears, friendship and love. Most of the poems in this collection will connect with a situation in your life so well to put you down to tears. The words, the feelings and the story narration in most of the poems are personally connecting the life of any and every ordinary man.

My Personal Favorite pick from this book is :

I Miss You

I love you more
than mere words can say
so why do you always make me
feel this way

i do anything
i can do to please
but you just leave me
begging on my knees

i don't think my heart
can bear this much more
even though i am angry now
it is only you that i adore

(cont.)


And one that has always been lingering my mind since its first read... the one that will tickle every heart... the one that gives birth to a thought, "aahh!! wish i had someone who says this for me"

I'm Here For You

If ever you need me,
i'll be right here,
to chase away the sadness
and wipe away a tear.

if ever you need me,
i'll be two steps behind,
to follow in your footsteps,
and hear whats on your mind.

(cont.)

The poet, Mr. Rohit Shetty has amazingly succeeded yet again to pen down this thoughts, feelings, memories of love, hatred, pain, care, loneliness, appreciation, admiration and many more in the music of his rhymes. Though most of the poems do not have a regular rhyme scheme but still one's mind just wonders with its flow.

One strange thing spotted was... you will find few poems written from a feminine narrative voice. Beautifully read, understood and represented a Girl's Heart.

MUST READ!!!!!!!

Tuesday 3 September 2013

BOOK REVIEW - The Fifth Season by Rayna Dee

Name Of The Book: The Fifth Season

Author:  Rayna Dee

Publisher:  AuthorHouse

Review



'The Fifth Season'... the title of the book and its cover design goes fabulously in a deep sync with its story line. The cover design metaphorically expresses the emotions from the story to be explored within the book.
Daman Rathore, a boy who has build his life from rags to riches. He lost his parents to ill-health at the young age of 12 due to their weak financial state. Rises in life with the help of his uncle and from then his major priority becomes 'money'. Stubborn and Arrogant in nature, Daman believes not even a little in love. He prefers keeping himself at a safe distance from it until he meets Muskaan Goel. Muskan is a very bubbly and a girl full of life. though her past has also a painful story to narrate but still it barely came on her face. A girl who believed in kindness, humanity and love. She was waiting for her prince to come down on a white horse with a 'baarat' blocking the traffic on the busy Delhi roads and take her along. But, fate had some other plans for the two.
And as Rayan says, "Daman & Muskan are two dissimilar people fated together!"
The Debut author Rayan Lee has a beautiful narration skill. the characterization of each character has put life to the 'names' from the novel. But, there were times when the in-depth description of situations and characters disturbs the flow of the story. Author often switches on and off from the present tract of the story that makes the reader be very attentive. Though not a complete untouched zone of the romance genre but well crafted story line, emotionally bounding and thoughtful. Has portrayed well the changing shades of any personality as per the situation demands.
'The Fifth Season' romance fiction novel by Rayan Lee is a story of 'when opposites attract' a good read for the romance fiction lovers. Though the story is not a surprise package but with Rayan's engaging narration it makes a good read.

About the Author:  


A 24/7 mom, a wife, a loving one when need be, a winger in the corporate world, and between all this when time permits, an author! Leading an ordinary life working in financial services. Happily married, have two wonderful kids, and soon will have a new addition, a labradodle… a pretty successful career, and still  something missing…

When the author was little, about 8, She wanted to be an author, but then making a living happened, and soon when she turned fifteen and did not even remember that once she had such an ambition. It came back to her after many, many years, on one of  her cringe-inciting corporate winging session.

She is  not a pundit nor a philosophy major, nor English for that matter. The Author writes about life and love, the way she understands it, and then add a little mystery to it.



Monday 2 September 2013

Book Review - Breaking Silence By Rohit Shetty.

Poetry Book : Breaking Silence
Poet : Rohit Shetty




                           'Breaking Silence' as it reads, is a wonderful collection of emotion's outburst in verses. The cover design of the book which has a water balloon burst in darkness but in safe hands, itself expresses a lot that lies inside. The Poet of the book Mr. Rohit Shetty is an India Book of Record Holding poet for his 400 poetries published within a year. Being an introvert he has always preferred to keep his thoughts and feelings mostly to himself and pen it down in the form of poems. He started writing poetries from the young age of 12. After his 1st published book 'Silent Voices' Shetty once again successfully tickles every heart with their words and flows them in the stream of his rhymes.

"In silence I created an air of suspense 
and they capitalized on it in my absence.
In silence all my thoughts mingled;
some of which should have been singled.

Shush!! Silence.
I'm breaking the silence
as I finish this sentence.
Silence I demand
Give back to me my independence."

- Rohit Shetty.
(Lines from 'Breaking The Silence')


                           The above was a quick insight of the book. This book carries poems of various types, there are perfect rhymes, sonnets, free verses, blank verses and of-course many of poets own personalized style. The poet has a breath taking flow of emotions sync with words in every piece of his art. There are poems that will make you laugh and cry, make you feel gleeful and heartsick, make you feel rejuvenated, motivated and depressed, lonely. And then, there are poems that make you think a little deeper of something that never caught your eye till date in your busy life. The poet has played beautifully with the metaphors, sounds and personifications in expressing his feelings in a settle manner. The poet in many of his work has gracefully taught us many lessons of life.  

Shetty's 1st poetry book 'Silent Voices' was also a great success in 2011 published by Lead Start Publishing. This book 'Breaking Silence' has extended itself in a series of three more books under the same title but more varied topics to rhyme on. It's a must read for all the poetry lovers and also the non poetic readers. this book can be a great to start with, not just reading but will definitely inspire you to try your luck on expressing in rhymes.

- Ketki Borgaonkar.

Wednesday 19 June 2013

Walking on the edge

Back then when i was a child;
my thoughts flue really very wild.

How fascinating it was to see that tribal show,
to watch that lady dancing on the rope with the music's flow.
I wondered how she kept up her balance
when even standing on it for long was a great challenge.

But today I find myself at her place just like any fledge
shivering, scared but choice less, walking on the edge.

To my one side it is a feel of being loved;
to another it is a feel of being ignored, forgotten and unloved.
Optimistically, with every step i take
I covered my pains and fears with a smile that was fake.

Nervous but hopeful just like a fledge
I still continued, walking on the edge.

To my one side i had a bloom of memories, so sweet
asking me to stay on for a better 2mro; this lil tuff i can beat.
To my other side i had a dark deep well, so hollow
asking me to quit life' for these bitter day i could no more swallow.

Broken but expectantly just like a fledge;
Today, i am still walking on the edge.



-Ketz.

Unforseen Emotions

its not every time that you could write
what your heart wants to say
you always want life to go as you expect
but it never works that way

tonight, when i sat to write
my vision shortly went too blur
tears came rolling down with a swift
my heart, full of lost emotions had got a sudden stir

i had strongly preached myself
"no expression of emotions, come what may"
failing to restrain, i craved to reach you and speak out
but feared, for my 1 desperate step and i would have to pay

so, i chose to hold back my words
all that had evolved in my heart
cry it off but in silence, for no one should know
and let this unforeseen emotions secretly depart

because,

its not every time that you could write
what your heart wants to say
you always want life to go as you expect
but it never works that way




Poetic Movie Review - go goa gone

Ghosts, spirits and creatures paranormal
though scary but now, have turned expectedly formal
From the creaky noise of the door
to the little kid ghosts we adore

sound of footsteps over dried leaves
rich ghost and their lavish haunted houses
ancestral stories and our blind believes
spirits scaring their own living spouses

but then came this zom-com
biting with a very 'khooni' title GO GOA GONE
"I'll kill dead ppl" said the desi-russian mafia
a blend of comedy-horror after GUMNAM was a great idea

Luv, Bunny and Harddick
threw not just killer punches but many comic kick
but my fav was kunal's 'la la la lala' sequence with his zombie love
it was just a 1 min piece but there chemistry in it was all above

for me, this was a great edu-com watch
the things that we learn from the movie
are: drugs make you zombie and
only insecticide for them is 'babaji ki bootie'


- Ketz.

The Tandav Rains

he raised his left feet off from the floor till it was knee high;
bending his right knee for a perfect-balanced fly.
his posture was such that his left foot bisected the angled edge;
between his right foot and a face that was turning red in rage.
he moved his hands in a circular motion;
a vigorous striking damru in right with vibrant revolution.
a lightning power concentrated in his left open palm;
he held upright his tandav avtar that knew no calm.

shiva's shahaya tandav manifested in rains this night
what made the creator so angry, so agitated
he had now picked up a violent dance of everyone's fright
turning him into a merciless destructor lord
 
restless turned the earth with his shooting tempor
winds raging fast with the mighty claps of the thunder.
he opened his eyes with tears running down from within
and came the rains tearing the sky like any balloon's pin

with the beat of his feet rumbling in march came the cloud
neelkantha's avtaar was depicted on the skies
the lightning came crashing down loud
as his hand movments turned furiously and faster

the storms swept through the life on the earth
the water gusted from the seas to the town halls
flooded cities, empty roads, broken trees
fire sparking out from live wires of the uprooted polls

every living creature and even the lords
prayed to parvati to calm down the fiery god

for,

only her graceful lasya had all charms and might
to undo all the destruction as she danced in the twilight



- Ketz.

(tandav description inspired from MELUHA)

NOTE : there are high chances of me going wrong in the writing about lord shiva. pardon me for my words if used incorrectly and do put light on them for improvement. thank you.

Tuesday 16 April 2013

when i turned 21,,,


when i turned 21,
so displeasing felt the morning sun.
it was just another habitual sunny day
minus you, my love was far far away.

you affirmed, "you were sorry
for you cant make it today"
i mourned but, "no worry;
work comes first." was all i could say.

with no special plan
i just pulled myself off to work.
thinking of how heartless you could be
unaware of your flight to mumbai had already land.

tring tring tring
' @#&*$ calling' at 10am my phone ring
"surprise surprise" a happy birthday song
i heard you sing.

i remember the prior night i cried
"please tell me your here and come to me right now."
hearing which you said nothing just sighed.
celebrating without you?... naahh... my heart didn't allow.

you kept my words, you kissed my tears
you heard my cries and set in the right gears

flowers, chocolates, diamonds all are so fergile,
the best gift that you could bring to me
your twinkling eyes, your colgate smile;
your arms was the only place i wanted to be.


you make my day and not the sun,
i felt in love with you, when i turned 21.

When I think of ME & YOU!!!


When the first time we spoke
our conversation was no better than a joke.
but sooner we connected unexpectedly strong
with just a sound we knew if something was wrong.
I felt like I had known you forever,
telling you my secrets and
what I didn't want ever.
you listened to me
I bet you thought I'd never end,
who would have thought
we would become more than just friends.
Over a period of time,
I got to know the real you.
a boy so caring and gentle,
with a heart so true.
You've survived your life
with hurt and loneliness by your side.
I told you I'd never leave
because of the feelings I have inside.
I know you like no one I have ever known,
and sometime I wonder what I'd do if you were gone?
So I have decided time answers all.
If it is meant to be
time will remove the wall.
I love the way we are together,
you can always make me smile.
Will it ever really be forever?
I guess I will have to wait awhile.
Time will reveal,what lies ahead
but always remember what I have said.
Meeting you has changed my life
and I really love you so,
the feelings I feel for yo
I am never letting go.

Remember me always
and I will too.
I always think of
me and you.


© Ketz.

Monday 15 April 2013

my busy bee..



Look at you,
my busy busy bee!

I wonder how you find time for me, to make me smile again.
Work work and work, I never see you free.
But still I realised, you were there for me all along.


You’re flying around everywhere I thought you’d never be.
But at least, I know, that you will always come flying back to me.
All I have to do is call, and you’re there by my side,
Making all my troubles disappear in a while.

You’ll fly to me and tell me, “You’ll be alright again, you’ll see.”
And I believe you and it works - soon enough I’m back to me.
I’m smiling. I’m happy.
I wish I could stay in your arms;
because I’d feel safe there, I feel warmer there
I feel free from all my worries
With you when all things I share.

But what will happen when you fly away forever? What will I do?
I won’t see you again. And when I call, you won’t hear me.
Because we’ll be in two very different worlds. We’ll be apart.
My feelings of euphoria will float away into nothingness and I’ll cry for you…

I fear of that day I fear of that night
Wen I wnt see u with the rising sun and the cold lite moon.
To hug me and say, “sweetheart, bye for now but I promise, il get back to you soon”


Will you fly back to me,
 my busy busy bee?

REMEMBERING v/s FORGETTING.


there was a time when remembering information was costly and time consuming, and forgetting was a natural part of human being. but then here comes the digital age. age of electronic devices. in the digital age opposite is true. in this age remembering things comes cheap, we call dem floppy  disc, memory cards , pen drives  etc. should i call it funny or strange that man trusts dez metallic n plastic chips more than his grey cells, his own brain. cheap computer storages, powerful processors , internets has made remembering a norm- at a huge cost to all of us.
the hard stored digital information never goes away, even when we wish it should. resulting in PERMANENCY OF PAST IN THE PRESENT.
consider this : today on YOur computers you have retained tons of rough drafts, yrs of email traffics, thousands of digital snapshots  WHY ? you need them? NO. By contrast deciding what to keep is costly n saving things is cheap. so just click SAVE.
today you curse facebooks, G-mails,yahoo messenger n many other chat sites that are by default saving all your conversations. though you delete them from inbox da next tym u say HI to the prsn all da past chats appear again . lolz ... dis is wat u hd wished for TECHNOLOGY.

MAN MADE MACHINES BT DNT LEARN HOW TO CONTROL THEM.

BUT it was worth remembering the value of forgetting. forgetting permits us to transcend details and generalise, to see forest and not just a tree. " decaying
 leaves allow new growth" forgetting affords us a second chance to rise above all our past mistakes. forgetting teaches us the skill of forgiving too.

so frnds... always remember the importance of forgetting .

WHY...?


♥ I LOVE YOU ♥
such a melody wn affirmation,
but a viscous curse wn interrogation.

y do i luv u ?
y do i want u ?
u alwys livd in my heart.
dn hw did i let us part?

y do i still thnk of u ?
y do i still wait for u ?
wn i knw ur nvr cumin bk
y do i still write for u?

y m i ready to die for u?
y m i ready to fly for u?
though i knw i cnt do ne of that
i wish u wud hv still blvd me n
bsides me, hand-in-hand u wud hv sat.

bt u dnt.

to my wonderful lyf
u cnt do ne wrong
im happy widout u.
i cr a dam!!! i am strong.

I am strong???

y do i lie for (to) you?
y do i live for u?

y do i luv u ?
y do i want u ?
u alwys livd in my heart.
dn hw did i let us part?

B'coz...
♥ I LOVE YOU ♥

Could you be the one for me?


Could you be the one for me?
You make me feel so wild and free,
But yet there is a dark side,
And I don’t want to be taken for a ride.
I get so lost when I gaze into your eyes,
And later wonder if you’ve been telling me lies.
You make me feel the sparks of fire,
But is it love or just desire?
I like when we’re together
And wish that this passion would last forever.
I love to feel your arms around me so tight,
But I wonder if what we’re doing is right.
But these feelings come on so strong,
How can we be wrong?
I’ve never felt such a kiss
And a touch that brings me such bliss.
So, could you be the one for me?

Monday 1 April 2013

Dreams


dreams,
a world of your imagination
with you as its creator
every wish of your heart
painting itself down for you
nothing that goes against your beliefs
nothing that comes as an unpleasant surprise
every man around you
you are it's master
every insident that happens
you are its director
but,
every mishap that happens
you are its manipulator
dreams,
a wolrd of your imagination
with you as its destroyer
every little fear of you heart
explodes on your smiling face
nothing that can mend the loss
nothing that can stop your mind
from thinking all wrong
every fatil that happens
has you as its murderer
dreams,
a world of your imagination.

I lay alone on my bed


Tonight,
I lay alone on my bed
With a mind flooded with thoughts
And a heart drenched in emotions
I thought of speaking it out to someone
But found no one who could discern
I desperately wished to express it out
To ease that constipated feel in me
I opened my diary and grabbed my pen
And started penning down
Something which had no head or tail
I wrote, I read and I scratched it out
And the same went on and on
Till I realised this is working no good
I kept all aside and crashed on my pillow
To realise I wasn’t really alone
My shadow lay right beside me
I starred at it all night long
Cried in its presence
Off with all my worried and pains
Atlas, I thought I found a companion
But when it turned to day
Even she was gone
And yet again,
I lay alone on my bed.

Saturday 9 February 2013

" i " An Attempt to Break a Record By First Step Publishing


An invitation to all Published Authors and Aspiring ones

This is an attempt to break an existing Limca Record.

Send in your short story and get a chance to be featured in the India Book Of Records and Limca Book Of Records as well.

All You need to do is

Send in your short Story along with your complete contact details to info@firststepcorp.com

Theme

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" i "  can be anything, it can be Fiction or a Real Story, An Autobiography or the way you think you should be. Min Word Count should be 2000 Words

Terms and Conditions

1. The book will be published in paperback, colour cover, and inside pages black and white

2. The World Copyright will belong to the author and the Author Grants us ie First Step Publishing the Exclusive Publishing Rights.

3. The entries sent should not be Previously Published.

4. The Content Sent For Publication must be an original creation of the author.

5. Plagiarised work should not be submitted.

6. Your submission declares that the work is your original piece of work.

7. If your entry is selected the author agrees to pay a one time fee of Rs 1,000, In this amount shipping and handling charges are included to deliver two complimentary books, Payment can be deposited in cash or Transferred in the account of

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You & I ...!!!


There’s something about the way you smell,
It’s got me high on you.
When I stare into your sparkling eyes,
I can see you staring too.


When you say that you can’t believe it,
You better know it’s true.
Though I can’t believe it either,
I’m standing right here with you.


When you smile in my direction,
And your arms go around my heart.
I breath in your restless soul for a minute,
And wish we were never apart.

Thursday 31 January 2013

IMPORTED CULTURE - Valentines Day


Globalization, a concept that was introduced to get the nations bounded together economically has helped not only in the import and export of goods and services but of 'cultures' as well. We Indian's
are too fond of every thing that comes with a tag that reads:'IMPORTED'. We end up paying a huge sum of money on such goods and services blindly trusting on their quality and source.

Speaking about the 'imported culture' the most prominent element to be mentioned is the FESTIVALS rather DAYS. Father's day, Mother's day, Hallowen's day and the most controversial THE VALENTINE'S DAY.

The Valentine's Day has its origins in the European countries. The most talked about stories are the one When Emperor Claudius II decided that single men made better soldiers than those with wives and families, he outlawed marriage for young men. Saint Valentine - a priest who served during the third century in Rome, realizing the injustice of the decree, defied Claudius and continued to perform marriages for young lovers in secret. When Valentine's actions were discovered, Claudius ordered that he be put to death. Other stories suggest that Valentine may have been killed for attempting to help Christians escape harsh Roman prisons, where they were often beaten and tortured.

According to one legend, an imprisoned Valentine actually sent the first "valentine" greeting himself after he fell in love with a young girl--possibly his Jailor's daughter-who visited him during his confinement. Before his death, it is alleged that he wrote her a letter signed "From your Valentine," an expression that is still in use today. Although the truth behind the Valentine legends is murky, the stories all emphasize his appeal as a sympathetic, heroic and--most importantly--romantic figure. By the Middle Ages, perhaps thanks to this reputation, Valentine would become one of the most popular saints in England and France.

Valentine greetings were popular as far back as the Middle Ages, though written Valentine's didn't begin to appear until after 1400. The oldest known valentine still in existence today was a poem written in 1415 by Charles, Duke of Orleans, to his wife while he was imprisoned in the Tower of London following his capture at the Battle of Agincourt.

The 1st poem of Valentine by Charles was...

This month bright Phoebus enters Pisces,
The maids will have good store of kisses,
For always when the fun comes there,
Valentine's Day is drawing near,
And both the men and maids incline
To chuse them each a Valentine;
And if a man gets one he loves,
He gives her first a pair of gloves;
And, by the way, remember this,
To seal the favour with a kiss.

This kiss begets more love, and then
That love begets a kiss again,
Until this trade the man doth catch,
And then he doth propose the match,
The woman's willing, tho' she's shy,
She gives the man this soft reply,
"I'll not resolve one thing or other,
Until I first consult my mother."
When she says so, 'tis half a grant,
And may be taken for consent.

This Day of pure love was mistaken to be a day of 'show-off' or i would term it as the day of PDA - Public Display of Affection. Many Indian traditional minds consider it as a think it as vulgar , westernization of Indian culture on the other hand some say it is good as we people are becoming modernized .some say it is Definitely a curse on Indian tradition.It not only encourages stealthiness and also nurses a desire for unholy union of young mind and encourages rebellion attitude against their own kith and kin.I think it is purely
because of globalization that we are getting to know about these but it is not coming under the periphery of our tradition and our moral ethics. As a whole I can say that neither it is a bane nor a boon its just between the two, purely depend upon the personal thoughts . Because in western society people are very folksy. They are very much informal in the manner in which they dress themselves , but in India you will not find it so bold. Indian tradition is very feminine in nature i.e shy, introvert, formal, mannered, soft and warm.

Valentine day is a boon or bane completely depends on individual understanding. 
I would rather say, A Boon for those who have a valentine and a curse for those who don't have one.
Valentines Day, a baby of our Imported Culture.

Thursday 17 January 2013

A Girl Who Lost Her Way To Light... Part - 3


she rose up with all strength and tried moving ahead
but just on the count of 10 she collapsed down, as lifeless as dead.
weeping for help she cried out loud, "oh god!!! please end this night mare.
wake me up in my mommies warm arms of care."

her weeps, her breathes, her calls of griefs
echoed the place. An empty space.
just then, a bright light flashed taring apart from the sky
turned to a screen portraying  and image that made her heal a sigh.

she smiled when she saw her mom
but soon she panicked. she felt a throb.
the thing that made her restless was
she saw her sad, she heard her sob.

CONT.

Wednesday 16 January 2013

The ‘ugly’ truth behind Matrimony sites!



I happened to spend some time with an old friend over the weekend. As we relived our college days and laughed over endless gossip, there was something very serious she had to share with me. She is 26 and like in any other household, the pressure of marriage was at its peak. When I asked her what was happening on wedding front, ‘MATRIMONY’ she said in frustration!

When her parents and nosy relatives failed to set her up with a boy, the only source left was matrimonial sites. So her parents signed her up for an online matchmaking site. ‘I was not irritated, hassled or embarrassed, even when I had to meet a guy to figure out if he was ‘my kind’, but these online portals can do nothing but make you lose faith in marriage’, she added. Wondering why?

 Here are the reasons.

1. Firstly, huge ads are used to show off how many people use the portal to find a soul mate. The models in the ad try to paint a picture like there can be nothing better in the world than a marriage through their site. But, yes, the only thing these models finally care about is their looks and the money they get for posing. Just not convincing enough!
2. There is a column called ‘our success couples’ which supposedly lists a bunch of couples who enjoy a successful marriage, thanks to the site (couldn’t laugh more). How do they arrive at these conclusions? And who exactly defines a successful marriage? Goof up number 2!
3. Third is the preference of caste. In the so-called process of ‘simplifying’ the groom or bride hunt, there are a zillion castes that these sites portray, enabling you to select your own and find your match in the same circle. Does that mean we will be happier if we marry within the caste or are they trying to convey they are against inter-caste marriages? They rather have professional subsections like IT, CA, Engineer than Brahmins, Punjabis and Bengalis….. Makes the hunt simpler!
4. And now, the icing on the cake! The requirements, sorry, the conditions our grooms have. Sample a few.
A.    Girl must be traditional, but outspoken. What does that mean? Is my grammar poor? Makes me wonder!
B.    Professionally qualified, not too fair, not too dark, medium height and weight, willing to move out of the city, modern and home loving! Wake up to reality men! This is for a life partner hunt, not a model for a Sunrise advertisement.
C.    Girl must be well trained in domestic responsibilities – A servant in short?

These are a few major highlights, bound to put off women who have registered on Matrimony sites, but YES, this is how marriage is SOLD! While this might sound like my friend is being judgmental, I’m pretty sure most women out there (at least to an extent) would happily agree to all that’s been said here.

Lastly, I am not advocating ALL marriages from Matrimony sites have similar stories, but YES there are such cases as well.

Share your Matrimony experiences in the column below.

Tuesday 15 January 2013

A Girl Who Lost Her Way To Light... Part - 2


She lost her footings and skid down the dark tunnel,
Feeling the gravity's pull hard and strong.
She tried holding grip over its walls but it was too greasy with no hurdle.
Her yells, her screams, her calls of help did no good but with her it lurched along.

she quashed her teddy and surrendered the pull
too tired and exhausted fighting the irresistible force
it went from dark, darker to darkest. awaiting for her was something too dreadful.
she had now landed a place she could see nothing, there pitch darkness had arose

soon she banged on the ground, little bruised little hurt
chilled were her tears that rolling down her cheek
she felt the ground like the sands of desert
she gathered all courage to lift herself up, but her knee had turned too weak.

CONT.

A Girl Who Lost Her Way To Light...Part - 1


Flying with the morning cold breeze
her room's pale pink window curtains
She curdled herself tight in her bed as she freeze
when the world was rising up, birds tweeting at a distance.

Hearing it, rubbing her tiny eyes she woke up at the sunrise
yet to clear her sight to see the world bright.
She pulled out her feet from that cozy blanket to rest on the floor
she sat at the edge of the bed staring at her way to the door.

She grabbed her teddy in her little left arm
pushed herself off the bed to reach her ringing alarm.
She jumped off expecting to reach the floor few inches below
unaware of how deep that jump would land her in a dark hollow.

CONT.

Sunday 13 January 2013

My Dear Co-Author's Felicitation Ceremony ... :)



MPCC President Manikrao Thackery & MLC Charan Singh Sapra Felicitating Rohit Shetty



Rohit Shetty has recently made a Record and his name being entered into India Book Of Records and was felicitated for the same at the Grand Finale of the MULUND FESTIVAL 2012 on 24th December 2012 at Nirmal Lifestyle, Mulund, Mumbai by MPCC President Manikrao Thackery & MLC Charan Singh Sapra and his name being entered into Mulund Book Of Records 2012.
 The Record being 400 poems written and being published in a series of Four books titled "Breaking Silence" Published by First Step Publishing in an single years time.

His list of achievements in the field of literary goes on some of which includes, his poem being published in the Congress Library US.


His List of published works include
1. Breaking Silence
2. Breaking Silence 2
3. Breaking Silence 3
4. Breaking Silence 4
5. Silent Voices
6. Colours
7. Minds at work

And currently working on Murdered To Moksha, a murder mystery fiction based novel deals with one of the most controversial topics which exists in this real world.

Chase your dream


Trouble arrives in miniatures,
and we stack it up real high.
until we're convinced,
we have no reason to try.
If you feel defeated,
you're absolutely wrong.
for if you chase your dream,
you could never lose for long.
The future holds great promise,
your destiny unknown.
but God is always helping,
and you're never alone.
Soar bravely toward your goal,
Let nothing darken the way.
You can change your tomorrow,
if you chase your dream today.

Saturday 12 January 2013

Nostalgic Memories



I still remember the day we met
all thanks to the internet.
You were a stranger,then a friend
and then just the world to me;
Life is so beautiful
through your eyes I could see.
You walked in my life
like a bright morning sun;
And filled my world
with happiness and fun.
You added beauty and fragrance
to each day I lived;
I was a bloom now and no more
a bud or an immature kid.
With all these sweet days
we had sour times too;
But our bond was so strong
that we walked them through.
Fight and fight,
and then we hugged so tight.
With every word war, we said
“good bye forever”
But soon came up with thousand reasons to get along,
Reasons that were kind but so clever.
But, today from where I stand;
I have no courage to come back
for another bang.
You and me;
we could have been best friends forever
that even you so well know;
But what I reaped is so not what I had sow.
I still remember the day when you said,
“together we just can’t go”.
You had good reason to part our way,
but I madly craved for you to stay.
You were right on your side
And I was right on mine;
But nothng could bridge the gap between us
As the desire to get along in our heart had died.
Wonderful times we spent together
will not return back ever;
But the lovely relation and the missing memories
will stay on our mind forever.

A Fight - From Frown To Smile.



"don't push me to the edge
when i would be forced to say a goodbye."
I heard you say this and my tears froze
like the dew drops in the winter sky.

"you sound sweeter when you scolding me."
I sense your love from your tone beyond your words.
silent you, i know what those thoughts in your mind would be
"insane is any fight when its with Giggles."

you were preoccupied with your worries
and the kid in me hated not getting your time.
i shoot you with all my quires
expecting your sweet words and my crap believes to unwind.

When i opened the fight i had this in my mind
to pinch you by tempering a goodbye.
but i laughed when to the same you inclined
"foolish we both with identical foolish cry"

the harder we fight
the stronger we always unite
with a heart of care
but words of swear.

may this be the ritual of any relation all the while
a fight - from a frown to a smile.

words of caution : Fights have been a healthy part of every relationship since ages. Acting as a strengthening agents to every true bond. No fight can break a relationship that is blessed by Lord and mend to be. The key is knowing how to resolve the fight without breaking up the relationship. Often it is the individual who knows how to communicate by sharing his feelings and not pointing fingers who can diffuse the situation. Since both are feeling equally defensive, it becomes a risky and sensitive venture. It may take a couple tries to fully resolve your differences but you will come out with a stronger friendship at the other end. This is no new thing. The dark period is to be faced by all.

Wish you a heavenly love luck ;)


 

Friday 11 January 2013

Words Hurt Too

" I don't understand
the damage i do with these hands
hitting things to get rid of pain
freaking out, going insane

bed drenched in tears
heart filled with a million spears
your words destruct me piece by piece
feelings on a temporary lease

loosing all feeling in my hands
more hurtful words than i can stand
whats the amount i can bare
life turning into repeating scares.

Never thought you'd hurt me this way
just trying to make it through each day
you cant hear my screams anymore
you have no idea what you have in store”
 

Thursday 10 January 2013

On Your Wedding Day


My Favorite Click.


If you don't find me anywhere this is the place your hunt for me would end... on the old bench gazing at the bandra-worli sea link with headphones plugged-in listening to shankar mahadevan's breathless... my place of rejuvenation.

Girl !!!


High On Sugar





celebration in the air
party moods at the top gear
pulling out the best of your party wear
and some warmers for the winter-cold's care
when friends stocking in spirits like a bear
i sit and think hard in despair
if as a responsible person we compare
why have bitter drinks to share
music food juices sounds so nice and fair
booz, drugs, fag do set you on a wing chair
for that high moment you feel like a billionaire
but when it sets off pain and agony is all you have to bear
then why go the wrong way and make a deadly affair
rather end this 2012 and welcome 2013 will a heavenly prayer
cut your chocolate cakes, dig in your forks to its last creamy layer
celebrate with sweets no bitter and go high on sugar

New Year ?





its the second day of Jan
and the year has just began
all city parties are now packed up
to get off your hangover in your hand you have a dark coffee mug.
you still go around wishing everyone a happy new year
its time you peep out of your window to see and get your illusions clear.
polluted air, bad roads, quarreling neighbors, jam pack trains, loop-less mobile networks, empty piggy-banks, same old system
and to all this you being a valid citizen your no one to interfere
its all the same and nothing NEW in this YEAR.

When Your Valentine Rose Speaks...


You express your pain out loud …
But what about those who can’t ?

ROSE ,

" I give you fragrance, I give you beauty;
Spreading love in this world, I take it as my duty.
I am a symbol of love, passion, care.
I am the most precious gift
for every loving pair.
I left my soul back home with my mate;
To help you express your feelings to your date.
I am kept very safe as your love’s sign;
But that’s only till things are going fine.
I understand your heart’s hurt;
But why am I ripped apart?
Your culprit is your date,
What bad have I done to deserve your hate?
But, now that u have done it all
And down to the sand I fall
I’ll pray u gain your wish out of my pain."

make believe - happiness


A night drenched in darkness
no moon up in the sky
not even a single firefly
the world turned grey
empty roads, scary trees
dead oceans and voiceless breeze.

A night of horror,worries and fear
long lonely way with a dead end seen clear
tweet tweet tweet 1st tweet of the night
faith is the bird that feels the joys and
sings when the dawn is still out of sight

there came the golden sunshine
colors replaced the grey
fear got replaced by the feeling at ease,
it feels so jolly so divine

empty roads turned to busy street
the flowers blooming in green
for once who were scary tree
dead oceans are filled with blue
and breeze full of dew

just make believe all what you want
universe will reply to your every thought
happiness one feel and happiness one gives
for him, happiness multiplied universe has always brought.

TRUE LOVE

We fall in love every now n den but we rise in love only once n thats TRUE LOVE
 
We think we know what love is. We go through life falling in love with things, thoughts, ideals, beliefs, and people but we’re just fooling ourselves… We don’t actually ‘love’ those things or those people. We fall in love with every person that makes up feel special. There affection is love for us for few days but not long. The word LOVE will come in your heart only once in your life. Love is a once in a lifetime thing that we only experience once. All the other times we’re lying to ourselves. Though, that’s alright. We have to lie to ourselves. It’s the only way we can live life and as we lie we develop a personality. A personality that defines what we like, the way we behave, the things we like, dislike, all of that. However, there will come a time, and this I promise you, when you will meet that one person who will be the exception to your entire being. The way that person makes you feel is true love.
You can meet that person at any point. It could be now, in the future when you’re 30 or even on your death-bed. I can’t say when but I promise that you will find that person.
We all find true love in the end… till then KEEP LYING. For once it’s alright.

REMEMBERING v/s FORGETTING.


There was a time when remembering information was costly and time consuming, and forgetting was a natural part of human being. but then here comes the digital age. age of electronic devices. in the digital age opposite is true. in this age remembering things comes cheap, we call them floppy, disc, memory cards , pen-drives, etc. should i call it funny or strange that man trusts these metalic n plastic chips more than his grey cells, his own brain. cheap computer storage, powerful processors , internet has made remembering a norm- at a huge cost to all of us.
the hard stored digital information never goes away, even wen we wish it should. resulting in PERMANENCY OF PAST IN THE PRESENT.
consider dis : today on your computers you have retained tones of rough drafts, years of e-mail traffics, thousands of digital snap-shoots. WHY ? you need them? NO. By contrast deciding what to keep is costly n saving things is cheap. so just click SAVE.
today you curse facebooks,gmails,yahoo messnegers n many other chat sites that are by default saving all your conversations. though you delete them from inbox the next time u say HI to the person all the past chats appear again . lolz ... this is what you had wished for TECHNOLOGY.

MAN MADE MACHINES BUT DONT LEARN HOW TO CONTROL THEM.

BUT it was worth remembering the value of forgetting. forgetting permits us to transcend details and generalise  to see forest and not just a tree. " decaying leaves allow new growth" forgetting affords us a second chance to rise above all our past mistakes. forgetting teaches us the skill of forgiving too.

so friends... always remember the importance of forgetting .

Passion Turns Obsession


When does passion turn to obsession? May be when passion leads to fixations and dysfunction or may be to say passion turns to obsession is to make a distinction of degree. It implies that obsession is a negatively passionate form of passion. Too much of good always turns to be too bad. Thinking more about it you would realise passion and obsession do not really vary by any degree. They are the exact opposites. What makes this distinction confusing is that passion and obsession exhibit a very similar pattern of behaviour. It’s a thin line that separates them.

Still confused? Ok. Now let me put in into simpler lines rather than those philosophical statements.

Passion is a strong but a regular emotion for any activity/person/thing… whereas, obsession is when you are constantly pre-occupied with that activity/person/thing. It is just a feverish bondage by something which basically takes over your life and inhibits you from all the joy and regularity.
Passion is desire whereas obsession is a sin.
Passion – the major part of your life but doesn’t rule over. Instead, it facilitates all other aspects of your life by pumping you with constant adrenaline and happiness.
Obsession – steals everything else away from you, it gives you no fulfilment, no purpose, no pleasure, no satisfaction. It just sucks and sucks you until you are left is just a raving is hunger for whatever you’re obsessed with.
Passion comes from love and obsession just from lust.

Passion is when people admire you for it and obsession is when people abhor you for it.

We are all familiar with cautionary tales of people so consumed with their passion that they lose their social standings, meaningful relationships and ultimately their minds. Their social and professional life falls apart as their passion turns to obsession grips every waking hour, crowding everything else out.

Here are few of those famous tales you must have heard, read, seen or lived somewhere, someday in your walking life:

All work and no play made Joy a dull boy

Joy, a little boy was too passionate about chemistry. It was his favourite subject in school. Out of his craze for chemistry he had got his own chemistry lab in his bedroom. His parents too were very happy supporting him and fulfilling his demands for his passion. They dreamt big for him. He soon started conducting the most amazing experiments exploring all kind of permutations of chemical mixtures. When he was not in his lad he was devouring chemistry textbooks. People said he was passionate about chemistry, but they were wrong – he was obsessed. He was using chemistry as an escape from a very difficult childhood with his parents having no time for him, had no friends to play with, precisely stating, had no social life of his own.
But who was this Joy?

The Sensualist (a novella)– By Ruskin Bond

A novel well ahead of time, The Sensualist is the story of a man enslaved by his libido and spiralling towards self destruction. Gripping, erotic, even brutal, the book explores the demons that its protagonist must grapple with before he is able to come to terms with himself. In this powerful and bold account of the pleasure and perils that attend a young man’s coming of age. Ruskin bond displays his felicity in exploring the dark aspects of the human psyche. In simpler words the protagonist destroying his life by himself in the catch of his passion turned obsession. The obsession of intimacy.
 A compelling read, the sensualist was all exploded with controversies with the heavy words and harsh/rude writing style. Some reviewed the book as ridiculous while some said it’s the bitter fact of society. The sensualist appeared in serialised form in the debonair – A Mumbai magazine and consequently author was charged with obscenity. After a long trial and a much awaited acquittal, the popular author was freed from this unwanted mess.

Have you also recently met any such sensualist unlike Mr. Ruskin?

A God like Us

Brahma, the creator god in hindu mythology. But, Hinduism makes no provisions for any major rituals or festivals or traditions or aspects with brahma as the focal point. So why is it so? What makes brahma, the creator, unworthy of worship? The problem here lies more with the question than the answer.
The world being referred to in Hinduism when referring to brahma is not the objective world but the subjective world of thoughts and feelings. Braham  creates these worlds through desire and attachment. Creation began because brahma wanted to know who he was. Self-realisation was the goal for which the world was the medium. But when the world was created, brahma was so enchanted by this creation that he got attached to it and tried to control it. In his attachment and desire to control it, he lost all sense of himself. And by doing so became unworthy of worship.

This thought is expressed through an allegorical story narrated in most puranas. In the begning, brahma was all alone. He could not see whence he came from. Who was he, he wondered. Finding no answer he decided to create the ‘other’ so that he would know what he was not. This ‘other’ took the form of a women. She was shatarupa, one of many forms. And she kept changing forms. Brahma was so enchanted by her that he sprouted four heads to look upon her at all times. He chased her but she always ran away. If she turned into any animal he turned into the male form of it. He tried to catch her but he missed him always. He was so enchanted by her that he sprouted four heads to look upon her all the time. He was determined to control her, conquer her. In this obsession, he sprouted a fifth head. Watching brahma chase his own creation gods shouted with disgust. Worried gods called lord shiva for help. Shiva raised his sword and cut the fifth head of brahma. Thus, shiva is today known as the destroyer.

Thus, the passion (creation) is seen as that which is produced through desire and attachment. And obsession (destruction) is that which follows desire-less-ness and detachment.

Brahma yearns to control creation; he is enchanted by it. Shiva has no yearning, detached of all materialistic pleasures. Whereas, Vishnu engages with detachment. Shiva and Vishnu represent how one should live his life. Brahma was a god still announced unworthy of being worshiped because of his obsession.

Brahma running behind his creations and man running behind his produces, so similar? Isn’t it?
If even God was not spared by society how would man?

 I hope finally now you have a clear distinguish ready in your mind of passion v/s obsession. The thin line between the two is now so clearly visible. So, what’s your status today? Passionate or obsessed? Time to get your scales designed to measure your level of Passion and mark the red line of it turning to obsession.

Pillows of Illusion - Quote.


Murdered To Moksha - A Novel by Ketki Borgaonkar & Rohit Shetty.


My 1st Novel ...


Murdered To Moksha-
A Novel by Ketki Borgaonkar and Rohit Shetty


Murdered To Moksha, is a journey of a murder case and the people linked with it.
"Wife’s Murderer or a Victim of fate". This headline flooded the news channels. A 35 yr old guy killing his wife at City Hospital and then trying to jump off the terrace of the same building. A selfish, ruthless murderer who took away a 10 yr old girls mother and then attempted a suicide. why?
Financial problems?...NO.
Disputes with wife?...NO.
Mentally unstable?...NO.
Then, WHY?

Only person had an answer to this question. He, himself.

His silence even at the court sessions added to the twists of the case. He said nothing in his defense neither hired a lawyer. He seemed heartless, cold blooded killer, a murderer, a maniac, mentally unstable to the world. Every medium spoke bad for him but no one really cared to know the reason why he killed his wife.

He was a Murderer until .........


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About The Authors


Ketki Borgaonkar a BMM Graduate currently working at an Event Management Company based in Mumbai as a Marketing Executive. This is her first novel with Rohit Shetty who is an author of 5 Poetry books and currently heading his family business based in Mumbai.

This fiction based novel deals with one of the most controversial topics which exists in this real world. To know more stay connected with Murdered to Moksha to be published by First Step Publishing www.firststepcorp.com. For more details do drop in a mail to info@firststepcorp.com

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