Category: When it gets verse

  • Across time.. universe

    I’ve never claimed an understanding of poetry and have never had any affection for it either, but once in a while some bits catch my attention. Verse, lyrics, any other form…

    The dawn rouses one man to acquire wealth
    Another to earn food, another to achieve greatness
    Another to sacrifices, another to his own (pursuits)
    Another to activity, and lights all men
    to their various means of maintaining life
    Ushas (dawn) has given back all the regions

    People say I’m crazy doing what I’m doing
    Well they give me all kinds of warnings to save me from ruin
    When I say that I’m o.k. well they look at me kind of strange
    Surely you’re not happy now you no longer play the game

    For how long a period is it that the dawns have risen?
    for how long a period will they rise?
    Still desirous to bring us light Ushas (dawn)
    Pursues the functions of those that have gone before, and
    Shining brightly, proceeds with the others (that are to follow)

    People say I’m lazy dreaming my life away
    Well they give me all kinds of advice designed to enlighten me
    When I tell them that I’m doing fine watching shadows on the wall
    Don’t you miss the big time boy you’re no longer on the ball
    Ah, people asking questions lost in confusion
    Well I tell them there’s no problem, only solutions
    Well they shake their heads and they look at me as if I’ve lost my mind
    I tell them there’s no hurry
    I’m just sitting here doing time

    Gone are the men who in the days before us
    Looked on the rising of the earlier mornings
    We, we the living now, behold her brightness
    And they come nigh who shall hereafter see her

    I’m just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round
    I really love to watch them roll

    Now the fun is, most of you would have realised that stanzas 2, 4 and 6 are Lennon’s classic ‘Watching the Wheels‘, and the rest? Stanza 1 is the Rigveda Mandala 1 Sukta 113 verse 6; stanza 3 verse 10 (both translations by H.H.Wilson) and stanza 5 verse 11 (translation by Ralph Griffith). 🙂

    until next time, more per verse 🙂

  • Superzero

    He supposed he would just have to go through with it. After all they had warned him of this about 5 minutes after they started. He remembered the exact words “ ..aur aise shuru hua Drona ka safar” They were right, with a small modification – from then on, the audience was forced to suffer Drona.

    until next time, drone arrgh!!

    PS. It also inspired me to get verse  –

    Ticket ke paise khona, aur theatre main jaake sona..

    Yehi hain Yaaron Drona, jise dekhke aaya mujhe rona…

  • Seventh Heaven

    The blog’s editorial policy (ahem, we have one) ensures that tags are taken up only in the rarest of rare cases. One is when the tagger is someone who can’t be refused, and the second is when the subject is so compelling that it deserves a post. The relationship of the latter with ego massages, is a part of the above mentioned editorial policy that shall not be discussed. 🙂

    So, I was conferred the Brillante Blog award by two bloggers who are very dear to me, and who I hold in very high regard. First, by Phatichar, and then by Ideasmith. And just as I began writing this post, Suma left me a message. Somebody likes my 55s! 😀

    For those who came in late, this tag is an attempt to discover and connect to more blogs, and as part of this I have to write a post and display this award, and finally tag 7 blogs which appeal to me in content or design.  And so, without further ado, here are my seven wonders

    A vividness that that knows no ends
    A subtlety that transcends
    An eye for detail that’s a gift from the maker
    There’s no one quite like Austere seeker

    The name could actually be a misnomer
    For she has a never ending supply of humour
    But then the sarcasm plays a hand
    And we get Cynic in Wonderland

    Life and Other Such Nonsense
    The title does sound intense
    LOL, that phrase would summarise
    The hilarious and addictive Tys on Ice

    From award related strife
    To wonderful slices of life
    Everything is of consequence
    On Arunima’s Silent Eloquence

    From Bangalore to Mumbai he was hurled
    But he still reaches out to the world
    And be the matter amusing or bemusing
    Kavi will give it a trademark musing

    An amazing blogger from Down Under
    Whose radicalism can tear you asunder
    Jolt you, yet humour you, if anyone can
    That’d be Orhan Kahn

    Sarcastic to the point of being misanthropic
    With a humour, that’ll always be chic
    For the best portrayal of life’s colors and hues
    Visit my buddy Saltwater Blues

    This damn list reminded me of the kind of menu cards I hate. The ones with about 20 awesome chocolate desserts, and i can manage only a measly seven.

    until next time, i really wanted to tag this guy too 😉

  • Love story

    Unknown to each other, they were..

    A smile and a word between them
    And thus began a friendship rare
    Best of friends, they became
    A smile and a word between them
    And lo, their love was for all to see,
    Dearest of lovers, they were
    A smile and a word
    One love story became two
    until next time, transience..
    PS: D gave me a dirty look after this, so perhaps its best to have a disclaimer – Its not subjective 🙂

  • Truth or Dare?

    What if the biggest show of sympathy
    was just to hide the apathy
    and what if you looked truth in the eye
    and found a bigger lie?
    until next time, whats verse? 😉