Poem : Day Dreams at Night

Those nights when you don’t sleep a wink,

Even though you have been beyond the brink,

I look outside the window sill,

I try to look beyond the river, and hill,

I look at the vehicles that pass me by,

And the stars that fill the sky.

I think of the glorious days gone by,

Reliving moments without a sigh,

Memories are a bank of hope

One walks along a slippery slope,

From morn to night to morn I toil,

My dreams on a simmering boil,

Too few hours of sleep,

Too many promises to keep,

There is so much to achieve,

There is no time left to grieve,

No time for thoughts to meander,

Just face the world with grit and candor

One must discover one’s own path,

One must face head on the whole worlds wrath,

For when one’s dream is yet to unfold

One’s endeavors get just a tad more bold

And ones hopes and expectations - manifold

In such a state of mind,

hope one must find,

even In the depths of despair,

there is nothing genuine laughter cannot repair

With all baggages left behind,

One is ready to face the grind,

I will go the extra mile,

With tears withheld and a welcoming smile,

Radiate the feeling that everything is fine,

cause all those hopes, dreams and aspirations are mine,

As the night turns to dawn,

I will fight my fears and worries till they are all gone,

Resist the many temptations that be,

For there is so much yet to see,

Now that the sun has started to rise,

I must get back and be worldly wise,

Only then can I fulfill my vision,

Utilizing each day with precision,

For now I have my goals in sight,

Thanks to these Day Dreams at Night,

Poem : The man who broke a mountain

The man who broke a mountain,

A faceless, nameless, landless ordinary farmer he was,

And to bring a smile on his wife’s face was his only noble cause,

To earn his daily bread, all day, he toiled on his field,

From morn to dusk and then again, trying to increase his yield.

A shared meal with his wife, was the highlight of his day,

But a treacherous route across the mountain, shortened the length of her stay,

Yet he enjoyed every day as it came, letting his goats graze by the mountain side,

Every evening he enjoyed the view of the valleys far and wide,

Till one day his wife slipped on her way to for lunch and fell

Hearing this news, his face aged, as if sentenced to serve an eternity in hell, 

his simple world came crashing down upon him,

his wife’s fate looked grim,

In a desolate remote village, the hospital was 36 miles away,

And the towering mighty mountain stood tall, blocking the way,

Along the winding road he went, tears marking his path,

In his agony he screamed, the mountain bearing the brunt of his wrath.

His wife, his beautiful wife, had fought really hard,

and when later she passed away, it did leave him scarred,

A poor, uneducated person, he knew there was no government for him,

Only the rich had highways made, the poor had only hope but even that had started to dim,

People they had for years tried to have a road through the mountain built,

But they were never able to have,the odds in their favor tilt,

That night he cried and cried till tears could no more flow,

He promised to himself, no one else would have to before the mountain bow,

There was fierce fire burning on those eyes,

For all things material he only had a look of despise,

He sold his goats only for a chisel, hammer and rope,

Giving up on his aspiration of youth, he began his walk up the mountain slope,

He sold his hut and moved base, right at the mountain’s foot,

Armed with a burning passion, all future hopes and dreams caput.

He began next morning, chiseling away at the great beast,

Aloof, not bothering to join in the many celebrations at the village feast,

The village folk in the beginning sympathetic, now his sanity began to doubt,

But the young man had decided to work tirelessly on this route,

So the days, weeks months turned to years,

This man had overcome all his fears,

He worked and chiseled and hammered away,

Soon the children of the village next to him began to stay,

The cheered him on every now and then, bringing a smile on his face,

Even the villagers in their dreary life lost track of his “different” ways.

Soon the small dent in the mountain, became a hole and then a path,

22 years had gone by,and only this one man hath,

Taken on everything on his way, the mountain, the sniggers and sneers,

Being called a madman, treated as an outcast and finally even accepting the children’s cheers,

Soon it dawned on the villagers what this one crazy man had done,

The 35 mile treacherous pathway was now less than one,

The path was 16 feet wide,

with people from 60 villages using the road for a motor or bicycle ride

No longer were they isolated, begging the government for their right,

And with this “one man monument” in sight,

One can see the power of will, the power of one,

And what all is achievable and can be done,

For no, this man did not build a TajMahal in his wife’s memory,

It is still for all a wonder of a world,

A world where we cry for the smallest of things

This path in the middle of a monument is as good as the Sphinx,

Next time one sits down on a corner feeling helpless and all alone,

Think of this one man who took on the world and won - all by chiseling away at stone,

The man who broke a mountain,                                                                                 

What an enormous beast to tame,

Overcoming insurmountable odds he has achieved immortal fame 

 - Digvijay Pande

Based on the true story of Dashrath Manjhi

Link 1  Wikipedia link

Poem : The Clan of Lone Walkers

He walked alone, on a lonely path,

He looked like he really needed a bath,

Yet, there was this glint in his eyes,

As if he was, a prince in disguise,

Like he had a vision, he wouldn’t disclose,

But still ignorant townsfolk made fun of his nose,

He walked all day from morn to night,

resting only to see the stars shine bright,

Stopping in the day for a meal in the shade,

He showed no fear of any criminal’s blade,

I once offered him water when I was a child,

And then one day our paths crossed again

He only mumbled this in his voice so mild,

“I am no priest, I am no saint

I am not artist and I cannot paint

I seek no grail, I seek no crown

And On no one’s face will I cause a frown,

I just want to explore the lands

Unravel the mountains, seas and sands,

And when my day cometh and I must go,

I want the whole world to know,

That I did my best to make a mark,

And just before my eyes go dark,

I remember those whose lives I touch,

even if only ever so much,

That those who just let their days go by,

I can only utter a sigh,

One must do what one wants in life,

As long as it causes no one unnecessary strife,

Remember there are those who cannot hear, smell or see,

This rests on those powers that be,

One cannot fight ones fate,

And at any given rate,

I have spoken too much as old men do,

You are a man with many years ahead,

I hope you hold yourself in good stead,

I wish you well, do what you will,“

With that the man lay to rest,

And I carried on with my lifes own quest,

  

Till one day I realized I was a worn old man,

And then I met another young lad on his moving van,

We shared a meal under the shade of a tree

And gave him the message, one that I never forgot,

Just when I left that man,

I then realized we were part of a little secret clan,

Whilst the world carries on with menial tasks,

At home, at work, wearing different masks,

There are those people, who do what they like,

And have no regrets at their end of time,

Whence this clan will grow in size,

This world may have a little less vice.

This Clan of Lone Walkers still cherishes the earth,

Lives life to its fullest and looks at the rest with purest mirth. 

- Digvijay Pande

The curious case of PHANTOM **** PATIL

This is a true story

A friend of mine went to a college in Pune for a campus interview.He was as usual interviewing the candidates, the next candidate came in.

the candidate : "Good Morning Sir"
dude about to be mind fucked : "Good morning"
the candidate : " Im PHANTOM ***rao something something PATIL"
mind fucked dude : "your name is PHANTOM PATIL ???"
the candidate smiling : "yes sir my father named me"
mind fucked dude : "why did he name u PHANTOM ?"
PHANTOM PATIL : "karan PHANTOM kadhi marat nahi"

End of story

One for the day

Lets start off with 2 :)

LSD music and lyrics

LSD is different in a refreshing ... awesome way
The lyrics just insane yet apt considering the theme of the movie .. Reality tv nd cameras in modern India ..

These are lyrics of just the four that i liked on a first listen ..
And the lyrics are just Voyeuristic considering the theme of the movie and considering the whole soundtrack make it something to remember ...

1. Tu Gandi Achhi Lagti Hai Song

Tu gandi achhi lagti hai, tu bandi achhi lagti hai
Tu kali si kachhi, tu tali si machhi lagti hai
Tu gandi achhi lagti hai, tu bandi achhi lagti hai
Tu kali si kachhi, tu tali si machhi lagti hai
Main saat janam upwasa hoon aur saat samandar pyaasa hoon
Jee bar ke tujhko pee lunga
Tu gandi achhi lagti hai
Tu gandi achhi lagti hai, tu bandi achhi lagti hai
Tu kali si kachhi, tu tali si machhi lagti hai

Main na jaanu kya sharam ae haya, tuje jaane ke main sab bhool gaya
Jo kehte hai ye kufar khata kafir kya hain unko jab bao
Main na jaanu kya sharam ae haya, tuje jaane ke main sab bhool gaya
Jo kehte hai ye kufar khata kafir kya hain unko jab bao
Tu gandi achhi lagti hai, tu bandi achhi lagti hai
Tu kali si kachhi, tu tali si machhi lagti hai
Sach sach main bolne wala hoon, main mann ka behad kala hoon
Tere rang mein mann rang lunga


Tu rangi achhi lagti hai, tu sachhi achhi lagti hai
Tu achhi achhi lagti hai, tu jhooti
Tu roothi achhi lagti hai
Tu gandi achhi lagti hai, tu bandi achhi lagti hai
Tu kali si kachhi, tu tali si machhi lagti hai
Tu kali si kachhi

2. Love Sex Aur Dhokha

Tujhe goli .. maarunga, meri jaan .. bachaunga
Tujhe goli maarunga, teri jaan bachaunga
Tujhe godh sulaunga, teri neendh udaunga
Tujhe goli maarunga, teri jaan bachaunga
Tujhe godh sulaunga, teri neendh udaunga
Tujhe goli maaru teri jaan bachaun
Tujhe godh sulau teri neendh udaun
Saans ye meri bhaamph hai baby garam agan ka jhoka
Saans ye meri bhaamph hai baby garam agan ka jhoka
Kaatke rakh doonga agar tune judne se roka
(love sex aur dhoka darling - 3 times, love sex aur dhoka)
Love sex aur dhoka darling, love sex aur dhoka - 4 times

Tasveer utaarunga
Tasveer utaarunga, mele mein dikhaunga
Jo dekhega uski akhiyan nachwaunga
Tasveer utaarunga, mele mein dikhaunga
Jo dekhega uski akhiyan nachwaunga
Tasveer utaarunga, mele mein dikhaunga
Jo dekhega uski akhiyan nachwaunga
Tasveer utaarun, mele mein dikhaun
Jo dekhe uski akhiyan nachwaun
Hawas ki tarkari mein dala jalan bulan ka jhonka
Hawas ki tarkari mein dala jalan bulan ka jhonka
Kaatke rakh doonga agar tune judne se roka
(love sex aur dhoka darling - 3 times, love sex aur dhoka)
Love sex aur dhoka darling, love sex aur dhoka - 2 times


Tujhe goli .. maarunga, meri jaan .. bachaunga
Tujhe goli maarunga, teri jaan bachaunga
Tujhe godh sulaunga, teri neendh udaunga
Tujhe goli maarun teri jaan bachaun
Tujhe godh sulaun teri neendh udaun
Saans ye meri bhaamph hai baby garam agan ka jhoka
Saans ye meri bhaamph hai baby garam agan ka jhoka
Kaatke rakh doonga agar tune judne se roka
(love sex aur dhoka darling - 3 times, love sex aur dhoka)
Love sex aur dhoka darling, love sex aur dhoka - 8 times

3 Tainu TV Per Wekhya

Tainu TV per wekhya, hai main tujpe marr jawa
Tainu TV per wekhya, hai main tujpe marr jawa
Mujhse shaadi karle aa chad de laaj sharam parda
Tainu TV, tainu TV
Sab nu kiss kardi phirde ae, saadi jaan tadapdi ae
Mainu bhi famous kar de, TV pe tu kiss kar de
Tainu TV, tainu TV
O kudiye gal mann lai meri, mera make up hai ready
Kudiye gal mann lai meri, mera make up hai ready
O eligible bachelor kar lai mera swayamvar TV TV TV ban ja biwi biwi biwi
Tainu TV per wekhya, hai main tujpe marr jawa
Tainu TV per wekhya, hai main tujpe marr jawa
Mujhse shaadi karle aa chad de laaj sharam parda
Tainu TV .. (tainu TV per wekhya)


Maine murder hai kiye, channel pe tere liye
Maine murder hai kiye, channel pe tere liye
Daal le aag mein thodi ghee, ban ja ae controversy
Tainu TV, tainu TV
Phir hum maal kamayenge, ik bangla banwayenge
Usme chabbis sau TV banaye show realty
Tainu TV, tainu TV
Phir tu star main bhi star, loki vekhan baram baar
Phir tu star main bhi star, loki vekhan baram baar
Saare desh badal ke vesh khatri remote paunda bhangra TV TV TV ban ja biwi biwi biwi
Tainu TV per wekhya, hai main tujpe marr jawa
Tainu TV per wekhya, hai main tujpe marr jawa
Mujhse shaadi karle aa chad de laaj sharam parda
Tainu TV .. (tainu TV per wekhya ..)



4. Mohabbat Bollywood Style

Adarniye Adi Chopra sir pranam
Mera naam Rahul hai aur mujhe ho gaya hai pyaar
Tabhi to sir peechay mandolin baj raha hai
Aur ab dholak baje ga, lo baj gaya

Mohabbat to hoti hai karne ke liye, mohabbat to hoti hai karne ke liye
Chahat to hoti hai marrne ke liye, mohabbat to hoti hai karne ke liye
Bollywood style

Sir peechay saath sattar violin, panch dus pongo, do chaar guitar isse kehte hai pyaar

Bollywood style, mohabbat bollywood style, mohabbat bollywood style, mohabbat bollywood style
Pyaar amar hai jaane jigar hai, pyaar amar hai jaane jigar hai
Ooo ho gaya, ho gaya ..

Woh slow motion mein meri taraf aa rahi hai, main speed se uski taraf ja raha hoon
Hum dono ruke phir gale mile aur peechay chorus
Ru ru ru ..

Pyaar mein jaan-e-mann kho gaye hum tum, khul ke hum tum
Dil ne jise manga tha mila woh hum dum, mila woh hum dum
Hum bhi hai tum bhi ho sang hai aasman
Hum bhi hai tum bhi ho rang hai aasman
Bollywood style, mohabbat bollywood style, mohabbat bollywood style, mohabbat bollywood style
Pyaar amar hai jaane jigar hai, pyaar amar hai jaane jigar hai
Ooo ho gaya, ho gaya ..

Ab iske baad bas suhagraat, arrey mandolin wale baja na
Dil dil dil jaane kab tera ho gaya, main bhi to main bhi to tera ho gaya
Shikayat to hoti hai, shikayat to hoti hai
Shikayat to hoti hai karne ke liye
Mohabbat to hoti hai karne ke liye, mohabbat to hoti hai
Bollywood style, mohabbat bollywood style, mohabbat bollywood style, mohabbat bollywood style
Pyaar amar hai (pyaar amar hai)
Jaane jigar hai (jaane jigar hai)
Pyaar amar hai jaane jigar hai (pyaar amar hai jaane jigar hai)
Ooo ho gaya, ho gaya ..

Rajesh Khanna accuses James Cameron of his latest blockbuster Avatar being a copy of Kaka’s 1983 Bollywood masterpiece Avtaar.

He supported his argument with following proofs,







They copied the POSTER!



They even copied my paralyzed hand.



Shabana’s faraway look, copied again.




Do you need more proof...?

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