Saturday, January 22, 2005

broken ..... seether

broken ..... seether

I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

cause Im broken when Im open
And I dont feel like I am strong enough
cause Im broken when Im lonesome
And I dont feel light when youre gone away

The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
Theres so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

cause Im broken when Im open
And I dont feel like I am strong enough
cause Im broken when Im lonesome
And I dont feel right when youre gone away

cause Im broken when Im open
And I dont feel like I am strong enough
cause Im broken when Im lonesome
And I dont feel light when youre gone away

alone.......

She has the love of her family.
She has the love of her friends.
She has all the love she could ever want,
Yet she is still alone,

Shut off from the world.
Isolated in a ball of fear.
She's scared to face a new day,
scared a new day will never come.

She faces these fears alone,
she has shut herself off from the world.
Her sadness has killed her.
It has killed her relations outside of the ball.
She has all the love from her friends and family.
Yet she is still alone...

~~~~~down~~~~~

A weight pushing down on me

Smothering all I can see

Blanketing all I can feel

Mechanically I move

Out of habit perhaps

Slowly, sluggishly

Without passion

Without motivation

A robot without a program

Aimlessly performing

My day to day tasks

Touch has no feeling

Taste has no flavor

Smell has no aroma

Sight has no color

Sound has no music

The wold has become

Black and white

Soundless and untouchable

I am pure

Audience

Are no longer patient

In a life of wonder

I question

When will this end?

When will we rejoice?

Reaching out

I discover that

There is nothing left

For my seeking hands

It has all become

Grey and dull

Even my friends turn

Their eyes away

They don't want to be tainted

By my world of grey

Don't Stop Dancing

Don't Stop Dancing

At times life is wicked and I just can�t

see the light

A silver lining sometimes isn�t enough

To make some wrongs seem right

Whatever life brings

I�ve been through everything

And now I�m on my knees again

But I know I must go on

Although I hurt I must be strong

Because inside I know that many

feel this way

Children don�t stop dancing

Believe you can fly

Away�away

At times life�s unfair and you know

it�s plain to see

Hey God I know I�m just a dot in

this world

Have you forgot about me?

Whatever life brings

I�ve been through everything

And now I�m on my knees again

But I know I must go on

Although I hurt I must be strong

Because inside I know that many

feel this way

Am I hiding in the shadows?

Forget the pain and forget the sorrows

But I know I must go on

Although I hurt I must be strong

Because inside I know that many

feel this way

Children don�t stop dancing

Believe you can fly

Away�away

Am I hiding in the shadows?

Are we hiding in the shadows?


I'm a contradiction for all seasons:I'm so cool, too bad I'm a loser.I'm so smart, too bad I can't get anything figured out.I'm not tragically hip, I'm just tragic.I'm left of the center, and right of the middle.I'm moving too fast, but waiting for the world to pass me by......

Friday, January 21, 2005

eternity

You Came Along
When we first met my heart had been broken dropped on the ground and left for people to step on .But you came along and instead of walking all over my broken heart you gently picked up all the pieces so tenderly taking care of it .You were so different from all the other guys
the things you say the way you make me feel .You've taken and molded my heart
from the broken mess it used to be and given it hope that it could be whole once again .Oh but yes
I must confess
I'm scared...
To let my heart go so fully
to another that could let it drop
and let it break
into the pieces it was before
I want to believe the words
that you tell me with such sincerity
maybe someday I will trust
in the man that has
nurtured my poor heart
into what it is now

A heart so full of love and hope

A heart that will love you for all

ETERNITY!!!

indianness

THINK... THINK... THINK... ACT... ACT... ACT...

I was in Hyderabad giving this lecture, when a 14 year old girl asked me for my autograph. I asked her what her goal in life is.

She replied: I want to live in a developed India.

For her, you and I will have to build this developed India. You must proclaim. India is not an under-developed nation; it is a highly developed nation.

Do you have 10 minutes? Allow me to come back with a vengeance.

Got 10 minutes for your country? If yes, then read; otherwise, choice is yours.

YOU say that our government is inefficient.

YOU say that our laws are too old.

YOU say that the municipality does not pick up the garbage.

YOU say that the phones don't work; the railways are a joke,

The airline is the worst in the world, mails never reach their destination.

YOU say that our country has been fed to the dogs and is the absolute pits.

YOU say, say and say.

What do YOU do about it?

Take a person on his way to Singapore.

Give him a name...YOURS.

Give him a face...YOURS.

YOU walk out of the airport and you are at your International best.

- In Singapore you don't throw cigarette butts on the roads or eat in the stores.

- YOU are as proud of their Underground Links as they are.

- You pay $5 (approx. Rs.60) to drive through Orchard Road (equivalent of Ma him Causeway or Peder Road) between 5 PM and 8 PM.

- YOU comeback to the parking lot to punch your parking ticket if you have over-stayed, identity.

In Singapore you don't say anything, DO YOU?

- YOU wouldn't dare to eat in public during Ramadan, in Dubai.

- YOU would not dare to go out without your head covered in Jeddah.

- YOU would not dare to buy an employee of the telephone exchange in London at 10 pounds (Rs.650) a month to, "see to it that my STD and ISD calls are billed to someone else."

- YOU would not dare to speed beyond 55 mph (88 km/h) in Washington and then tell the traffic cop, "Jaanta hai main kaun hoon (Do you know who I am?). I am so and so's son. Take your two bucks and get lost."

- YOU wouldn't chuck an empty coconut shell anywhere other than the garbage pail on the beaches in Australia and New Zealand.

Why don't YOU spit Paan on the streets of Tokyo?

Why don't YOU use examination jockeys or buy fake certificates in Boston?????

We are still talking of the same YOU.

YOU can respect and conform to a foreign system in other countries but cannot in your own. You throw papers and cigarettes on the road the moment you touch the Indian ground.

If you can be an involved and appreciative citizen in an alien country, why cannot you be the same here in India?

Once in an interview, the famous Ex-municipal Commissioner of Bombay, Mr. Tinaikar, had a point to make.

"Rich people's dogs are walked on the streets to leave their affluent droppings all over the place," he said. "And then the same people turn around to criticize and blame the authorities for inefficiency and dirty pavements. What do they expect the officers to do? Go down with a broom every time their dog feels the pressure in his bowels?

In America every dog owner has to clean up after his pet has done the job. Same in Japan. Will the Indian citizen do that here?"

He's right.

We go to the polls to choose a government and after that forfeit all responsibility.

We sit back wanting to be pampered and expect the government to do everything for us whilst our contribution is totally negative. We expect the government to clean up but we are not going to stop chucking garbage all over the place nor are we going to stop to pick up a stray piece of paper and throw it in the bin.

We expect the railways to provide clean bathrooms but we are not going to learn the proper use of bathrooms.

We want Indian Airlines and Air India to provide the best of food and toiletries but we are not going to stop pilfering at the least opportunity.
This applies even to the staff that is known not to pass on the service to the public.

When it comes to burning social issues like those related to women, dowry, girl child and others, we make loud drawing room protestations and continue to do the reverse at home.

Our excuse?

"It's the whole system which has to change, how will it matter if I alone forego my son's rights to a dowry."

So who's going to change the system? What does a system consist of? Very conveniently for us it consists of our neighbours, other households, other cities, other communities and the government.

But definitely not me and YOU.

When it comes to us actually making a positive contribution to the system we lock ourselves along with our families into a safe cocoon and look into the distance at countries far away and wait for a Mr. Clean to come along & work miracles for us with a majestic sweep of his hand or we leave the country and run away.

- Like lazy cowards hounded by our fears we run to America to bask in their glory and praise their system.

- When New York becomes insecure we run to England.

- When England experiences unemployment, we take the next flight out to the Gulf.

- When the Gulf is war struck, we demand to be rescued and brought home by the Indian government.

Everybody is out to abuse and rape the country.

Nobody thinks of feeding the system.

Our conscience is mortgaged to money.

Dear Indians, the article is highly thought inductive, calls for a great
deal of introspection and pricks one's conscience too?..

I am echoing J.F. Kennedy's words to his fellow American to relate to Indians?.

"ASK WHAT WE CAN DO FOR INDIA AND DO WHAT HAS TO BE DONE TO MAKE INDIA WHAT AMERICA AND OTHER WESTERN COUNTRIES ARE TODAY"

Let's do what India needs from us.


Thank You,

Dr. A P J Abdul Kalaam
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