Lifeguard

Who will guard your life?
Corpse chaser…
Mouth to mouth
Resuscitation
U wave your hands
The dead are ....blind
You scream for help
The dead are ....deaf
You kick the sea in panic
The dead are .....dead
You float in serenity
The dead join u
Mouth to mouth
Elbow to elbow
Pinky to pinky
Forming a dead horizon
The livin watch from shore
Dead Inside.

wish

my mommy sings
me a lot of songs ..
wish she ..
didn't
my bother tells
me a lot of things ..
wish he ..
wouldn't
my cat purrs
me a lot of complaints ..
wish he ..
couldn't
my daddy left
me a while ago ..
wish he ..
hadn't

so

the great
part

about
memories ....

one
can
forget


them..

black n white images run through my head as 
 colours try to intrude.... 
the empty canvas

 hangs engaged to a red dot....

hor vi neevan ho --- noori

 this band -- this song -- hope it gets u where all the important reside ! 

Lyrics
Hor vi neevan ho
Bow your head even further down (in humility)
(Repeat)

Hor vi neevan ho fakira
Fakir, bow your even head further down (in humility)

Hor vi neevan ho
Bow your head further down (in humility)
(Repeat)

Hor vi neevan ho fakira
Fakir, bow your head further down (in humility)

Uccha saroon gharoor mein
There is great pleasure in holding the head high in arrogance
(Repeat)

Kaddi naa phall paiye, fakira
But, that pleasure will never be fulfilling
(Repeat)

Hor vi neevan ho fakira
Fakir, bow your head further down (in humility)

Paiye gaa deedar sahib da
One day you will be bestowed with His presence

Hor vi neevan ho
Bow your head further down (in humility)
(Repeat)

Ho rabba koi meray dil diyan kadraan pachanay
Lord, if only someone could understand the deliberations of my heart

Mein sawali jinna naeen koi sawal
I am a seeker who seeks nothing

Mein jogan ban dar dar phir diye
I am a wanderer, roaming from one land to another

Koi na meriyan, ramzaan pachanay
No one can unravel the secrets within me

Mein jogan ban dar dar phiriyaan way
I am a wanderer, roaming from one land to another

O koi na meriyan, ramzaan pachanay
No one can unravel the secrets within me

Mein jogan…
(Repeat)
I am a wanderer

Chal meray naal
(Repeat)
Come along, come with me

Hor vi neevan ho
Bow your head further down (in humility)
(Repeat)

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"the best part about death is that there are no goodbyes!"

not that i am dead or would know anything about the best part of being dead but i do know that goodbyes take up a lot of time!

neko case is back in my life! and i'm not complaining...at all !

"Twist The Knife"

Tenderly
Tenderly
Please take my breath from me
Into the fountain
And up from the graves

Tearfully
Joyfully
Burn what is left of me
I don't want these burdens
I've handsomely gained (?)

You'll be my guest
And i'll let you stay
Leave me the check
I'll pay with the rest of my life
Twist the knife

Carefully
Quietly
You took what's young from me
I didn't deserve it
I gave it away

Cowardly
Thoughtlessly
You walk away from me
And I'll tear my heart out to save you the day

You'll be my guest
And i'll let you stay
Leave me the check
I'll pay with the rest of my life
Twist the knife

Tenderly
Tenderly
Please take my breath from me
Into the fountain
And up from the graves 

how to dance to drum n bass

Amnesia was doing good all weak.  She tripped over things, took walks down memory lane, rode into the sunrise, stumbled on building blocks and forgot everything the next day.

Reality continued playing his song, luring her, seducing her.  She liked him. Or thought she did.  But forgot about him the next day.

lone

Swollen face
Goodbye
Swollen belly
Good night
Lone soldier hope
You
Don’t
Die

com.promise

His story was nothing new I guess to most working in the “bizz” but to me, was quite repelling.  One day, he said, he was sitting in the editing studio working on a project when his assistant informed him that someone had come to see him and were quite insistent that they see him.  He told his assistant to tell them he was busy but They refused to leave.  So he walked into his office to find a mother with her very young daughter.  By young I mean a 15-year young.

He didn’t know them and was rather uncomfortable especially when the “youngen” barely had any clothes on and more makeup than any “lakme” print ad.  He tried to get to the point immediately but the narrator wouldn’t let him. He fumbled with his pen and dropped it a bunch of times, picking it up only to drop it again. His disturbed mind accepted defeat and sat in his chair as the narrator continued with the spoken word…

Big girls don’t cry
Page three people don’t lie…
In bed
With their standby

Sweet girl aged 15
pimped by her mother
“compromise and you’ll get there
sweet daughter”

“compromise” she said
when she came to his room
‘compromise’ I was told
is the secret ingredient in this perfume

three buttons undone
lipstick lips locked in fear
can I be your alibi?
I promise not to spy
Just wanna hang around
Like your neck tie
Thrown nearby

Afraid of being caught of secretly enjoying the attention, he walked out abruptly.  His well-trained assistant asked them to leave politely.  The “youngen” seemed scared; as if she had failed an exam and was gonna get her ass beat.  The mother, a woman on a mission, seemed even more determined.  They left.  Only to come back at night.  He was still in the editing studio.  They knew that.  That’s where they went….

things are different now
they say
the couch does not exist
this incident happened yesterday
he could not resist

The “youngen” was cast in a commercial, and then another.  And then came many another’s.  The man was quite smitten.  It was apparent….

marry me he said
in a moment of passion
Oblivious
to his wife and kids at home
 “compromise is all I’ve been taught sir”
she rationed

The Narrator was on the floor, rolling with laughter.  As if he knew the outcome before the story even began…He has no mercy!  The “youngen” moved on to other editing studios.  The mother spent most of her time at the jewellery store.  The man, well, went back to his wife and kids.  The sad part being that they took him back. 

things are different now
they say
the couch does not exist
this incident happened yesterday
he could not resist


“Don't compromise yourself. You are all you've got.” Janis Joplin

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completely love this guy!

http://www.badassoftheweek.com/tesla.html

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it's called zebra crossing! by gaurav sawn

5 great hair styling ideas for long hair ..

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RUH

releasing tomorrow on http://nh7.in/ ...our home production RUH .. have you seen the trailer yet? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xbq5QVcZBhE&feature=relmfu

behind the scenes of RUH .. photos by bikramjit bose

RUH! COMING SOON! http://vimeo.com/40921301

awesome storage idea..

stella before

i dunno about you, but i love collecting flowers for my hair... and i also love gardening and taking care of my plants like my homies..well this obsession has become so immense that i seem to have no room to store all my flowers.. or to move without hitting a plant in my house ... not complaining .. just saying.. the other day one of my plants stella passed away and as usual, that gets me very depressed so while i was sitting around moping, i had a super idea. ....




say hi to stella ------------------------

stella after

<-------------- i grabbed all my flowers and placed them on her branches and she looked alive and vibrant ... and i got a fantastic way of storing my flowers ...
                     doesn't she look beautiful?

i heart storage ideas!