Maddy Tagged me. So here goes:

I am thinking about....a lot of things, all at the same time!
I said a lot of wise words which, thankfully, no one heard!
I want a dream on a piece of the sky.
I wish for a child.
I miss a lot of people..
I hear the fan whirring in this room.
I wonder if everything in life is so gray, why do people want to live in blacks and whites?
I regret nothing.
I am ..who knows??!!
I dance when I am alone
I sing when they need to scare the cows.
I cry .. not very often, but always like the rains.. torrential.
I am not always politically correct.
I make with my hands .. lots of stuff! Mostly pottery.
I write about sorrow.
I confuse names and faces.. tremendously!
I need loving
I should try and grow up.
I start what I seldom finish.
I finish .. hmm… lets c.. Tags!!
I Tag Z, Ekta, Deepa, Nidhi, Tell me no more, Biscuit, Stellar, Nabeel.

Amir Khusro Classics..

मुकरियाँ

रात समय वह मेरे आवे। भोर भये वह घर उठि जावे॥
यह अचरज है सबसे न्यारा। ऐ सखि साजन? ना सखि तारा॥

नंगे पाँव फिरन नहिं देत। पाँव से मिट्टी लगन नहिं देत॥
पाँव का चूमा लेत निपूता। ऐ सखि साजन? ना सखि जूता॥

वह आवे तब शादी होय। उस बिन दूजा और न कोय॥
मीठे लागें वाके बोल। ऐ सखि साजन? ना सखि ढोल॥

जब माँगू तब जल भरि लावे। मेरे मन की तपन बुझावे॥
मन का भारी तन का छोटा। ऐ सखि साजन? ना सखि लोटा॥

बेर-बेर सोवतहिं जगावे। ना जागूँ तो काटे खावे॥
व्याकुल हुई मैं हक्की बक्की। ऐ सखि साजन? ना सखि मक्खी॥

अति सुरंग है रंग रंगीले। है गुणवंत बहुत चटकीलो॥
राम भजन बिन कभी न सोता। क्यों सखि साजन? ना सखि तोता॥

अर्ध निशा वह आया भौन। सुंदरता बरने कवि कौन॥
निरखत ही मन भयो अनंद। क्यों सखि साजन? ना सखि चंद॥

शोभा सदा बढ़ावन हारा। आँखिन से छिन होत न न्यारा॥
आठ पहर मेरो मनरंजन। क्यों सखि साजन? ना सखि अंजन॥

जीवन सब जग जासों कहै। वा बिनु नेक न धीरज रहै॥
हरै छिनक में हिय की पीर। क्यों सखि साजन? ना सखि नीर॥

बिन आये सबहीं सुख भूले। आये ते अँग-अँग सब फूले॥
सीरी भई लगावत छाती। क्यों सखि साजन? ना सखि पाति॥

- अमीर खुसरो

And then I grew weary
Of the world

And sought
A little pain

like salt
to add
to a perfect cup of coffee.

Etchings

I must have been
Written in pencil
Somewhere on your surface
The depths of you
Reserved for someone else
I lift, flake
And am gone
With one quick breath
Soft and bruised
I linger
My shell translucent
And you are
For all the world to see
Carved in my bones

- Patricia DeGenaro
(From Poetry.com of long ago)

This MUST be read!

Flicked this from www.sayesha.blogspot.com. Red this long post, and you will know why. Really, READ IT!!

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Here's the story - about a year ago, Virdi posted the lyrics of the Bulla song on his blog, which incidentally all of us were in love with but we had no freakin' clue what it meant!
And Weird Hair Anil made a brilliant attempt to translate it. People who have been around here would remember it, but it was a real pity that the masterpiece was confined to the comment space. So I have decided to bring it out once again, and put it under its well-deserved spotlight.

So here it is, for all new bewdas, for the first time at Sayeshaz, some very good 'imported wine'.Presenting, ladies and gentlemen, the translation that you should read when you don't have time to go to the gym and do crunches.

And oh, please note how polite I used to be with Virdi last year! ;)
Sayesha said...
Hey Virdi,I love the song! Would really really appreciate an English translation!
Sayesha

Anil said... You ass (why do you force me to start every comment with 'you ass').. how can we understand all that punjabi? english translation please!and don't give me any gaalis :-)

Anil said... Wait, let me try to translate:

Bulla ki jaana main kaun, Bulla ki jaana main kaun, Bulla ki jaana main kaun, Bulla ki jaana main kaun.
Tell me who I am (4).

Na main moman vich maseetan, Na main vich kufar dian reetan, Na main pakan vich paleetan.
I am not my mother's son, I am not digging my own grave, I am not boring you.

Na main andar bed kitaban, Na main rehnda phaang sharaban, Na main rehnda mast kharaban.
I don't get anyone into my bed, I don't drink sharaab, I don't know how to party.

Na main shadi na ghamnaki, Na main vich paleetan pakeen, Na main aaabi na main khaki.
No one wants to do shaadi with me, No one will cook for me, and no one likes my khakhi underpants.

Na main aatish na main paun, Bulla ki jana main kaun, Bulla ki jana main kaun, Bulla ki jana main kaun, Bulla ki jana main kaun.
I have no 'drive'. Tell me who I am (3).

Na main arabi na lahori, Na main hindi shehar Nagaori, Na hindu na turk pashauri.
I am not from Arabia or Lahore, nor am I from a hindi town, not even hindu or a bloody turk.

Na main bhet mazhab de paya, Na main aadam hawwa jaya, Na koi apna naam dharaya.
I gave religion but received none, all I got was hot air, and no can can still tell me my name.

Avval aakhar aap nu jana, Na koi dooja hor pacchana, Mai ton na koi hor syana.
You think you are great, that no one else is as good, but I am also a 'shaana' (smartass).

Bulle shah kharha hai kaun, Bulla ki jaana main kaun, Bulla ki jaana main kaun, Bulla ki jaana main kaun, Bulla ki jaana main kaun
What does the Shah of Bulle eat? Tell me who am I (3).

Na main moosa na pharoah, Na main jagan na vich saun, Na main aatish na main paun, Na main rahnda vich Nadaun, Na main baitthan na vich bhaun, Bulle shah kharha hai kaun
I am not a moose or a pharoah, I cannot wake or sleep, I have no 'drive', I cannot stay or leave, I cannot sit or stand because I want to know who I am!

Tell me who I am (3) Oooooo.. Tell me who I am . ===========================================================

My favourite part? "Tell me who I am Oooooo"! :D

Things to do before I Die..

.. aka, Things that will make my life VERY HAPPY!

1. Fly a plane. I mean, REALLY Fly one.. preferably, an open chopper.
2. Read all my favorite poetry.
3. Go to Kashmir. With no deadline to return. AT ALL. I might come back in a day, or a fortnight, or never.
4. Go to Machu Puchu and see the Nazca lines.
5. Go to Harappa and Mohenjo daro with my children, and hope that they will be interested.
6. Feel the magic of the Golden Temple at dawn.
7. Do a PhD.
8. Para Glide.
9. Have an Out of Body Experience. Then to have some more, till they are routine.
10. Sit all night with my friends on an open terrace, around a fire, and talk all night about existential questions and answers for all of us.
11. Spend the night with my soul mate under the full moon sky, on a bare rock by a river bed, with the river in our ears and the moon in our shut eyes.
12. Become a teacher in a residential school based in the mountains, with my family. (Both of us teach and the kids study in the school).
13. Paint.
14. Lose weight.


What's your list?

Secrets of a Happily Married Life!

Note: Someone please teach me how to upload pictures here!!

A couple was celebrating their golden wedding anniversary. Their domestic tranquility had long been the talk of the town. What a peaceful & loving couple". A local newspaper reporter was inquiring as to the secret of their long and happy marriage."Well, it dates back to our honeymoon," explained the man." We visited the Grand Canyon and took a trip down to the bottom on the canyon by horse. We hadn't gone too far when my wife's horse stumbled. My wife quietly said," That's once". "We proceeded a little further and the horse stumbled again. Once more my wife quietly said,' That's twice.' "We hadn't gone a half-mile when the horse stumbled the third time. My wife quietly removed a revolver from her purse and shot the horse dead. "I started an angry protest over her treatment of the horse, while I was shouting; She looked at me, and quietly said, 'That's once'."

And we lived happily ever after. "

The Life Sentence

Every single day
I get up
And wish
for death.
Most days
it becomes
a fervent, pleading prayer.

And yet, nothing happens.

The Gods call it
A Life Sentence.

When they give you a long life
And make all of it
feel like
A sentence.