Born Of The Mind

I shall return soon .........

2007-03-20T11:39:00.000-07:00

Hello friends, (all those who care to pause by....)
I have been away for about a semester... but let me tell you, I shall be back soon ....
sayonara...
Manoj.
P.S. Check out this wonderful song till then ...

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Pakeezah

2006-10-05T02:40:00.000-07:00

yes, i remember this hindi movie Pakeezah ... the year 1972 released, Raj Kumar, Meena Kumari starrer in which are immortalised "Aap ke paon dekhe, bahut haseen hai. Inhe zameen par mat utariyega, maile ho jayenge" ... and no, this post has nothing to do with it !!!!

I was writing to my friend poo ... abt something that was cooking between us ;-) ... this is wat i was thinking then !!!

Dil ko lubhati hai, kyun yeh duriyaan,
Kyun lagte hai begane, apno ki parchaiyaan…
Dil ki yeh yaari hai, pakeezah,
Phir kyun kehte hai log ise, gair ya gunaah…

Translated, it goes as...

Why does my heart, still love the distant,
When the shadows of the ones near, go unseen…
This friendship in my heart is pure and sacred,
Then why does the world call it names… and a sin it’s considered…

If you liked it, let me know why??? and if you know, you are the one its written for, then please reply ....
luv,
manoj.

Beach Picnic at Srivardhan/Harihareshwar

2006-10-04T08:22:00.000-07:00

This video is compiled from camcorder snaps taken at Srivardhan and Harihareshwar beaches near Mangaon in Maharashtra.
Date : 30th Sept - 1st Oct 2006
Participants: Allen, Arti, Suchitra, Aadi, Deepika, Himanshu, Sachin, Vaishali, Manoj, Indrayani, Rajeev, Pooja & Vimal !!! All from my Project team at i-flex....

[kudos to Vimal for this excellent creation.... ]

Synopsis : The twin beaches of Harihareshwar and Sriavrdhan offer an idyllic picnic spot just 4 hours from Mumbai. The beaches are clean and one can enjoy a kinda private beach getaway. Ideal duration of the trip is 2 days. Do visit the Diwe Agar 'Suwarna Mukh (golden) ganpati' temple. The route from Srivardhan to Diwe Agar runs parallel to the shore line for quite a length and is pleasant to watch. Adequate accomodation is available in the villages in case you are unable to book your acco beforehand. Definitely recommended for large groups and families wanting to chill it out by the waves !!!!

I feel Loved ...

2006-04-23T10:42:00.000-07:00

I would like to settle down with two women; really ... two very beautiful women … yes, beauty doesn’t come up unless you go deep down … and how much do I realise even now, that I shall always love the other women much more than my wife ... you see the grass is always greener on the other side… and so I shall have a woman who I shall adore and accept as the cynosure of my eyes (aankhon ka noor) … a person, I shall like to see the rising sun in the eyes of… a person who shall awaken me with a touch of her light hairs on my face … my lovely daughter…. And if somebody shall ask me how I feel when I am with her ….i shall have just a few words … 'I feel Loved'!!!

Would you...?

2006-04-05T02:14:00.000-07:00

Would you greet me with a wonderful smile ?
Or fight the next moment coz i am late to meet you?

Would you call me names when i say you are growing old?
And then rememeber the beautiful moments we have seen?

Would you call me if I dont happen to call you as promised?
Or get angry if i say something daft or stupid?

Would you always recognise my voice when i call you?
And miss me when I am not around?

Would you tickle me to make me laugh?
Or let me comfort you if you are feeling low?

Would you still say I am your best friend...UBFF?
And trust me to share your deepest secrets with me?

Would you be the friend i have always wanted?
A friendship for life is only what i ask for....

- Manoj Pawar

Sarfaroshi Ki Tamanna ...

2006-03-13T20:00:00.000-08:00

Two rousing renditions of the zealously patriotic poem Sarfaroshi Ki Tamanna …
I swear I had this feeling of a seemingly strong fervour of patriotism as I heard this one !!!!!!!

Sarfaroshi Ki Tamanna - Rang de Basanti

Hai liye hathiyaar dushman taak mein baitha udhar
Aur hum taiyyaar hain seena liye apna idhar
Khoon se khelenge holi gar vatan muskhil mein hai
Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Haath jin mein ho junoon katt te nahi talvaar se
Sar jo uth jaate hain voh jhukte nahi lalkaar se -2
Aur bhadkega jo shola-sa humaare dil mein hai
Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Hum to ghar se nikle hi the baandhkar sar pe qafan
Chaahatein liin bhar liye lo bhar chale hain ye qadam
Zindagi to apni mehmaan maut ki mehfil mein hai
Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Dil mein tuufaanon ki toli aur nason mein inquilaab
Hosh dushman ke udaa denge humein roko na aa
Duur reh paaye jo humse dam kahaan manzil mein hai
Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai – 2

Sarfaroshi Ki Tamanna - Ramprasad Bismil

Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaray dil mein hai,
Dekhna hai zor kitna baazuay qaatil mein hai
Karta nahin kyun doosra kuch baat cheet,
Dekhta hun main jise voh chup teri mehfil mein hai
Aye shaheed-e-mulk-o-millat main teray oopar nisaar,
Ab teri himmat ka charcha ghair ki mehfil mein hai
Waqt aanay dey bata denge tujhe ay aasman,
Hum abhi se kya batayen kya hamare dil mein hai
Khainch kar layee hai sab ko qatl honay ki ummeed,
Aashiqon ka aaj jumghat koocha-e-qaatil mein hai

Short of words...

2006-03-05T00:55:00.000-08:00

These few words (quite a few actually, tho' just in number) are dedicated to my friend Hari and express my search for a nice birthday gift for him when we were away on a sojurn to sheetal's place on her marriage. I just tried to pen down a few lines for my dear friend... Hope you get the time to read this, PoTTeR :) I want you to read it !!!!

Short of words...

It was your birthday and time for fun,
What better time to celebrate life in a sojourn
I wished to get a gift for you,
Or maybe a card to express my love.

I searched for a little something
Just to express what was on my mind.
There was nothing however, I could find
That captured it in the right spirit.

How could I expect of someone else
To convey, just what I’d like to say
I thought I did pen it down myself,
I never knew it would be all so hard.

I close my eyes and see a person I adore
U’ve been beautiful, right into your soul
The caring nature shared with all you know
How do I portray all the love I have known?

The gentle temperament and the sweet smiles,
Your comforting sentiments that went miles,
The twinkle in your eyes that someday lit me,
Your laughs have brought many a sparkles.

Your words to soothe the flurry in my mind,
The way your gestures lighten my moods.
All the things bygone come flashing to me,
It’s been a nice journey all through the years.

All the wonderful qualities that you show
Mere words cannot sketch the picture of you...
I struggle and search in vain for words
To capture all it is, that makes you.

I wish you see just what I feel,
Words I write can merely hope to express
Our friendship is no coincidence in life,
We shall stand together in spite of strife.

Incomplete...

2006-03-01T08:30:00.000-08:00

Incomplete... its a realisation of just what i am, that dawned upon me when my dear friend once said something like... "You don't really know what love is". She might not have mean't anything though i was a lil' hurt for some time. And though I am over it, i still wait for her...

Incomplete

You came into my life when I couldn’t value you
Now I just try to know, what I am without you.
You became my friend but I couldn’t make up my mind for you
How much do I wish now, my destiny would have been you.

I don’t know what I try to see in your eyes
That makes my heart hum a distant strain.
There’s something in your angelic smile
That tell me, my tears shall only stay awhile.

You think I am a nice guy or that I am an ace
You think I am doing just well with a smile on my face.
But can’t you see how much I need you, else I'd fall apart
Can’t you see you are my world... and everything beyond that.

You tell me, I don’t know what love is
Love’s a realization lost upon me
You were right! I only know half of what love might be
If only you shall be mine ... I shall be complete!!!

- Manoj (dated: 12th July 2005)

Days ordinarily beautiful....

2006-02-27T23:10:00.000-08:00

The dawn of a fresh morning and the sound of chirping birds,
You refresh my mind each time with your words
Words you whisper have beautiful meanings,
You open my heart to wonderful feelings

The shining rays of the sun and the colourful rainbows,
The joy of seasons and occasions to celebrate sweet moments
Every moment seemed alive with you around,
Happiness fills my life and music my soul, surrounds

The touch of you makes me feel the best thing in life,
It’s been a sweet voyage to be alive in love
Is your presence reason enough to live,
And be grateful for all the blessings, down I receive.

Life is mysterious and difficult to understand,
The truths in here are hard and witness, you stand
What angel's disguise would you take if I deserve you,
I'd just ask for my soul, a lil’ love in return...

~ Manya

Still Alive

2006-02-08T10:06:00.000-08:00

I am still here, but feeling rather hollow of mind, body and spirit these days...

I have a couple of very interesting intellectual flights of fancy, though. One involves my fantasy of leaving it all behind and living like an ascetic, but I am not sure I am ready to bequeath my worldly pleasures to live a spartan life to salvation. I think of salvaging my mind from burning on the pyre of love, b’cause these days, thinking in retrospective of all that my friend Rohit had to say, I must have been living a tad detached from my own being.

I wish I could act on a particular intuition that I have long carried inside me and know to be true, yet continue to run away from for the sake of not wanting to be unkind to those I love. I swear by the heavenly beings that I am at sea with my own emotions. Outwardly, I might seem to be calm and ignore the little things. But inwardly, being the innate thinker that I am, I add up those little things, and then inconvenience myself when things don’t tally up to my expectations. Those who are closest to me in proximity, and yet do not really know me, would interpret this tendency as simply another example of my propensity to be emotionally distant. But I, or they (if they bothered to think), cannot escape the fact that the ability to delineate patterns from a continuum of experience is necessary for survival. For those who understand me, I wish they ride the Ark with me as I flee the macrocosm the earth is, burning in eternal love with the seraph.

So, again I add up the little things, as I have many times before, and come up with the same answer as ever. I'm wish to be sick these days with whatever, and perhaps I secretly wish that I'll get sicker and sicker until I just pass away in my sleep one night. Of course, I fully realize I am just kidding, that is just the childish escapist in me not wanting to face reality. Perhaps it is an escape of a different sort that I need, one that is certainly more difficult than an ultimate escape, in that it requires one to be present for the consequences.

But, as ever, I am still alive and everything is alright as long as I don’t add up the little things and realize that my arguments on love are still ad hominem rather than tenable.

Make me love, my Lord!!!

2006-02-01T09:30:00.000-08:00

Fill my heart with pain, Oh Lord
Or let me be avowedly mad in love
I desire not, the stars in the sky
Swathe me in the pure whites of moonlight…

Fill the skies with the sunlight now
My soul's been dark for ages
Sail me through the rolls of passion
Or turn my heart into stone, Oh Lord !!!

Here I am ... This is me !!!!!!

2006-01-17T12:23:00.000-08:00

It started with an idea fuelled by this creative energy that zapped me one fine day I was contemplating suicide... err not me, my literary thoughts were .... But i really got overboard that time. I lay in a comfortable pushback chair, mulling over how to entertain myself with just a keyboard and a relic of a mouse... blogging wasnt actually alien, though untried of, and i was anyways done with all the sub 1 Megabyte games i could find in my mailbox. Too much of planning then went into planning the design for this page, so much so that i forgot that i was actually doing all this for a different reason. I dont know what made me view burdening the search engines a worthwhile time spent nor do i doubt that i have been insincere in past crushes with my infantile hobbies. A fellow blogger ( I am loving it !!!! taram...pamm... pammmm ..... the name sounds music to my brains burning in this binary world ... i shall be doing something that shall reflect off my true self ) and a colleague pointed out that true-blue bloggers got to be as consistent as the diastole that follows the systole.... (thats a literal and a figurative comparision.... !!!) Well, i guess some write for others, writing opinions to giving advice while a few others use this ruse to deceive their brains of their depleting memory reserves. For me, i have got some space to scribble for free... writing for myself rather than playing the quintessential entertainer or self-help guru.... here I am with some pure rambling .... blah blah blah !!!!!!

Mind of a Child

2006-01-12T02:28:00.000-08:00

My mind feels like the mind of a child, with a very small scope for mature thought. I remember being a man, dictated to turn to an unwinding key like some 'mature' toy even though my mind doesn't really conform to this. That i feel punished when I am asked to behave well in this neo-civilized society, adds to my woes. I am making a lifetime of decisions to do things I did not wish to do. Even the knowledge of having a free will doesn't really help me. I still see myself walking the sands bare-footed, watching the sea birds skim over the tides, the sun settling down into the warm waters as if fanned by the wayward breeze flowing down the shores. So, as I would live my life being an elder brother to my kid sister or a doting father to my beloved daughter, I still want to die a carefree child, my soul still pure, free of malice, and full of a zest for life!!!