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Monday, June 26, 2017

a little bit of sunshine


a little bit of sunshine is all we need
to let us look up again
a little bit of wind is all we need
to wipe the dust off our spirits again
a little bit of rain is all we need
to cleanse us of past burden
a touch of a hand is all we need
to give us strength again

from the many paths we came through, and forgot
to the myriad roads which await us, unknown
through the bruises we suffered, and the wounds that stayed
i must remind myself of the progress we made

many in tow, and many waiting ahead
these struggles, my friends always up for a game
my mind interlocked within itself, trapped in a maze
it's a failing game i sense, like it's really not there

should we be the great mountain, or the elegant stream
should we resist, or should we flow
a search for a calm,
when numbing calmness is all around
a thirst for rage and storm,
when every misstep raises tremors within

a search for beauty, happiness and peace
can get lost when you are not looking
but in life that's all we can do
either look or run but not both

Monday, February 15, 2016

i wish i had the courage to be completely naked


i wish i had the courage to be completely naked

to feel the pangs of the winds on my skin,
  and shiver fleetingly in them
to feel the thorns of the stones beneath my feet
  and revel in the pain
to notice the eyes upon me, with surprise and masked indifference
  and be ok with me noticing them
to feel the sharp gaze of judgement, with the obscenity that comes from fear
  and not bother while acknowledging them
i wish i had the courage to be completely naked

i wish i could sing with abandon, complete and uninhibited
  restrained only by my taste and intuition
i wish i could feel the charred heat of the sun on my skin
  while i shrug off the earth in my palms
and the drop of sweat on my brow, trickling down
  as i prepare to walk on
i wish i could let each part of my body and self be as they are
  and not an ode to someone else or my desires, even if momentarily so
to be for an instant, completely unhinged,
  in breath, in stride, not just in ideas and opinions

i wish i could be disconnected completely,
  and connected intricately at the same time
naked in self, and clothed by nature at the same time
i wish i could love without fear and pre-conceptions again
  like i was reading a book for the first time
i wish i lay on the ground and wrap myself in the earth around me
  as the night sky rained upon me
  and cleansed me from the burden of my thoughts
i wish i could feel whole and empty at the same time
  as if i had died and was just coming back to life

i might not ever get there, but i promise you i'm getting closer
  and i hope you are too
i wish i had the courage to be completely naked
  to be who i am, and to find who i am

Wednesday, July 02, 2014

chala chal musafir


akela chala musafir apne raah pe
akela khada musafir apni aah se
akela raha musafir apni baahon mein
akela mara musafir apni mitti mein

akele reh jaayegene hum, par chalte jaaengein
is akelepan mein simat jaaenge hum, par chalte jaengein
apne andar kho jaaengein, par chalte jaaengein
chalte jaaengein aur ladte jaaengein

kho gaya tha musafir is duniya ke khwaabon mein
ki apni tanhai bhi kho gayi
kho gaya tha musafir sheher ki roshni mein
ki andar ke andhere na dikhein

laut aayenge woh din
laut aayegi woh dard
laut aayegi woh kashish
aur phir jal uthega woh naabalik

laut aayega woh
tadap uthega woh
par phir paida, khada
aur ladak uthega woh bacha

yehi samay hai
yehi imtihaan
har mod pe ek hi daastan
chala chal musafir

teri ant aur tere shuruvaat mein
ek hi kashish likhi thi
chalta ja musafir
abhi raah kaafi lambi hai
abhi raah kaafi baaki hai

Friday, June 06, 2014

Yeh zakhm kuch hare bhare se hain


Yeh zakhm kuch hare bhare se hain
Aansun kuch dare dare se hain
Syahi yeh zindagi ki tapak tapak kar thak chuki hai
Mujhe door jaana, aur aage safar kaafi Lamba hai

Is ummeed mein ki musafir milega
Is ummeed mein ki tum phir miloge

Atakti hui saans se chipti hui ehsaas tak
Har ant Mubarak hai
Ek samay aisa aayega
Ek samay aisa tha

Ji leta musafir is pal ko
Par har pal mein kuch kamin si hai
Har pal mein ek khaameen si hai

Tu bahadur banta jaayega par bahadur ho nahin paayega
Is shangarsh ke beech apne aap mein dabta jaayega
Apne aap mein simat jaayega

Har vakt har samay har pal
Tere paas ek hi raasta reh jaayega
Chalta ja, manzil kabhi na kabhi to nazar aayega

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

outside

oh how i wish i was outside
how i wish i was among the stars
how i wish i was on the turf of grass
how i wish i had no ceilings

the animal in me hurts for sky above
hurts for the perfume of raw air
how it yearns to run amok and be free
how it can’t help but be aimless and direction less whenever it tries to

how i yearn to be outside
how i would want the sun to be out again
how i would want to feel the warmth of cool rain drops
how i want to feel water and dirt and reclaim by body, almost a corpse now

the time shall come, it shall come
i will get over my worthless struggle
and in the end, i’ll be free again
i’ll be freer than before, i’ll be free
at least for once



how once i wished to be with you
but now i wish to be with myself, at ease and in peace

how i wish to be me, again, more than i have ever been
remember more than ever what i have forgotten
find more than ever what i have lost
run harder than i have ever with old knees
fall lower and lower, and drift away

Sunday, November 24, 2013

Shell for online activity in browser.


While my guitar gently weeps,
while my coffee slowly brews, and
while my code obediently runs

let's try and whip up a dig[1]

Shell to self-activity

This is to present an idea and hopefully incorporate some feedback about whether it sounds cool or not. We all know we spend an inordinate amount of time online which is probably far better spent traveling, listening to music, meeting new people or far better drinking. But personal rant aside - I've always been curious to analyze my own activity online (and be depressed by it). But how about an intuitive interactive way to play with it.

so let's say on our facebook/quora page, we have a shell. yes, you heard it - a shell that let's you type commands in - geek stuff. And this shell lets you control what you see and presents you with information you might want to query.

for instance, let's say i'm casually browsing facebook,

and I want to see all the posts by my very best friend Bill Waterson. (Heck yes, this is my world, and in this world, Bill Waterson is my friend.) So since I find my friend Bill to be very interesting, I just type

posts.fetch_all_by(bill)          // Obviously this has autocomplete all the way through to bill.

By default, this brings up only the top 10-20 posts, say. But since I'm feeling adventurous, I might do something more. I vaguely remember him sharing something insightful about painting a few months back.

posts.fetch_all_by(bill).between("today").and("march 2013");
or
posts.fetch_all_by(bill).within("last_2_months");

// Side note to Chomsky ninjas. Yes I know this isn't proper grammar for the language. I'll fix the interface later. stay with me.

In fact I can do this for photos I'm tagged in, by venue/location. You get the idea.

photos.fetch_of_self.within_months(2).tagged_with("Bill").near("Skibo");

I can also say. filter my current set of posts.

posts.filter_remove("Hunger Games");  // Cos I'm tired of looking at those topics.

I could query how much time I've spent over the last 2 days - how many posts I've liked etc. It would make for something very insightful about myself.

This same shell could run across websites. FB, Quora, Google. Tell you about all your browsing activity etc. Plot graphs for you in d3.js (because you know d3 is awesome).

Just a thought.

Though some of the negatives I can see with this are -
1. facebook is already kinda trying this with the graph query language and API etc. Though their smart bar is worse than shit.
2. Bad stalkers can use this for perpetrating all kinds of shit. Though this could be plugged into facebook's privacy mechanism - for what it's worth. (NSA can see shit anyway).

Blog over.

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

quips


that's the price of exploration - you leave things behind.

life is weird - it'll give you treasures and then make you long for it your entire life.