Life is so cruel

Life doesnt seem worth living anymore.I sat in my front of my computer screen whole night..staring at nothing.I was numb..no feeling, no emotions left, all drained..gone for a six.every single hope, every dream dashed.

Sis kept reminding me of the studies.But who bothers such small matters of life when there is a question of life and death.Such a blow had to come to me..ME OF ALL SINNERS IN THE WORLD!!!!

Why God cant grant me jus a small wish..of all people why he chooses me for his cathartic enlightenings?Why he seems to be always conniving against me?All those weeks of prayers and hard work had to hit bottom like this.

God knows when will I come out of this abyss..when a ray of light will flicker new hopes.Such hits are not easy to recover from.


who knows...





Australia beats India by 6 wickets!!

wats the good word for it????

I love poetry..urdu/hindi/english.And a lotta times feel the impulse to translate Hindi and Urdu to English.Alas I m jus okay with Hindi and English and virtually nowhere in urdu, the translations have been more of crappy ones.A piece of literature is felt best when studied in its language of origin beacause it carries the actual soul of it.So my tranlatsion by no means do justice to the shayari..at the same time thats no reason to stop myself from writing them here.

Urdu sher by Sahir

chand kaliyan nishaat ki chunkar,
muddaton meh-ve-yaas rehta hoon,
tera milna khushi ki baat sahi,
tujhse milkar udaas rehta hoon.

so here is a translation/versification/inspiration from this beauty

I spend ages in desert,
picking some flowers of bloom.
meeting you may be happiness for me
after meeting you I live in gloom.

another one:

girte hain sheh sawaar hi maidan-e jang mein
wo tifl kya girenge jo ghutno ke bal chalte hain.

english version which I like somewhat.

Those who fall in battleground,
are the ones who ride the steed.
those who never risk falling down,
are the ones who walk on knees.

I have lotta them n wud be working on more..will post here.I guess future ones will be better.

Dedicated to the light..Happy Diwali

This post was intended for Diwali Day...but some hectic days mixed with lazyness and seasoned by procrastination made up the recipe of delayed post.
Anyways..This Diwali was special..after years family was together to celebrate Diwali..2 members had their first Diwali in the family..Bubbly n Bhabhi.And it being my favorite festival,the joy was double for me.
Here is wishing everyone a Very Happy Diwali..btw for I believe Diwali is never belated..its more abt a spirit thts too strong to last a day only.With so much darkness in ppl'z lives I wish I could embrace all of them and never let a tear fall,never let a prayer fail.Too theoretical a wish I knw, but a wish is a wish..ths the only explanation of it.Here are a few lines tht I composed dedicated to everyone.

May the Light fall on us,
Killing the darkness inside.
And we get the power of soul,
To fight the malice and spite.

Dont give up,play the game and stand in the face of it.

Love
Aditya

Bugged

I consider this space to be sacrosanct, inviolable..ths why it remains with very few poeple..those whom I trust...to see it spammed, the only way I can react is @%$&@#$@...s***w u spammers.thousands of blistering barnacles..u be damned.huh!!

Still not over with Manali...

To everyone who was a part of it..well I m feeling a bit nostalgic as I saw some more pics..dunno even if these lines fit here or not..but loved them anyway n wud use them anyway..Thanks to all.

In every adult,I believe
the heart of the child still beats,
and in that heart,
yesteryear will live forever.

Share with me
those times that are no more.
Perhaps,
in the sharing,we will find
that we are kindred spirits.

Come, take my hand.