2006-07-12T09:26:54+00:00 lifetype-1.2.12_r7211 http://blogs.fullhyderabad.com/rss.php?blogId=353&profile=atom Copyright (c) zombie tag:blogs.fullhyderabad.com,2006-07-12:2544 2006-07-12T09:26:54+05:30

If its Kashmir they want, then lets give to them.How long will this bloodbath continues and how long will we maintain silence? This senseless voilence and mindless terrorism, will it ever end? ...

zombie General If its Kashmir they want, then lets give to them.How long will this bloodbath continues and how long will we maintain silence? This senseless voilence and mindless terrorism, will it ever end? And how far are we from the day where instead of RDX we have a nuclear bomb? How long will the government keep saying India is a peace loving country and India condemns terrorism and keep waking up pictures of shattered bodies and torn limbs? How many more will be killed for piece of land? Either give them what they want or finish this once for all. Why can't be take the Israel approach? So what if Israel has the US backing? Are we so helpless that we can't protect ourselves from these religious fanatics? I am like any other Hyderabadi. Unless I am directly affected by anything I don't react. But last night I have seen a colleague of mine franticly trying to find out if her brother is alive and safe. And for some reason I was AFFECTED by that. And I started calling my friends who thankfully live in a differnt part of Mumbai and asking them to go to all the hospital were victims of the bomb blast were admitted and check out for my colleague's brother. I could so easyly picture someone else trying to find out if I am still alive . I realised that today it Mumbai and tomorrow it can be Hyderabad. I know this sounds cliche but unless we as citizens take a strong stand on terrorism then the government will take a stand; afterall ours is a so called democratic country that too the biggest one in the world. And in the end, in the name of All Mighty Allah lets nuke the bastards responsible for this and end this once for all!!! tag:blogs.fullhyderabad.com,2006-05-29:2480 2006-05-29T15:05:02+05:30

There she sits In His laps and asks Him; "What is that tiny blue thing Baba?" He replies "Thats the planet Earth which I created for you My Princess". *** Lying on the ...

zombie General There she sits In His laps and asks Him; "What is that tiny blue thing Baba?" He replies "Thats the planet Earth which I created for you My Princess". *** Lying on the damp earth, Drunk on sorrows Her aching heart thinks of the past. *** Hit in the face, by the brutal truth of reality Alone she is and alone will always be. *** Love will never come to her Nor will peace She doesn't wish to die nor she wishes to live. tag:blogs.fullhyderabad.com,2006-04-08:2410 2006-04-08T05:25:48+05:30

Beyond the years my soul shall find, For all the peace it has pined. And when light comes to this blood filled eyes, It will come all unconfined.   This ...

zombie General Beyond the years my soul shall find, For all the peace it has pined. And when light comes to this blood filled eyes, It will come all unconfined.   This poem is very close to my heart. I got up one day after a very bad night and I have been stuck with this poem. I donno if this is inspired by another poem that I read earlier...I just can't recollect. I tried searching, but to no avail. tag:blogs.fullhyderabad.com,2006-03-31:2391 2006-03-31T05:00:15+05:30

Abundance is what I don't need, Rarety is the only purity. Love me like you love yorself Touch me like you touch yourself Tears became rain, When you showed me that I am I. I set sail on a paper ...

zombie General Abundance is what I don't need, Rarety is the only purity. Love me like you love yorself Touch me like you touch yourself Tears became rain, When you showed me that I am I. I set sail on a paper boat, to cross the ocean in your heart. I know I will drown, But never loose hope. Life can sometimes be fair, but there should be more to life than this. And in the end, Why should I be the tragedy king, and you live happyly every atfer? tag:blogs.fullhyderabad.com,2006-03-29:2386 2006-03-29T05:10:05+05:30

I met God when I was stoned.It was damp and cold with no lights around. "Just another one and you will be there", said the voice. I took a drag and fell on my back. My eyes rolled ...

zombie General I met God when I was stoned.It was damp and cold with no lights around. "Just another one and you will be there", said the voice. I took a drag and fell on my back. My eyes rolled and senses numb. "Oh take me there" I asked the voice. The voice took my hand and I left my body. Floating now and giggling like a child. I saw the moon, I saw the stars lonely and cold waiting to die. Some big and bright and some small and dull. Terrifyingly alone yet immaculately placed. I said goodbye to them and entered the darkness. "What is this place?" I asked the voice. "Its the graveyard for the death" came the reply. I took another drag and said "NO SHIT". "Yes that too", said the voice. Slowly darkness gave way to a kind of blueish haze. It was like the sky was filled with some kind of blue gas. "Now whose graveyard is this?" I asked the voice. "Stars. This is where life is created. Stars when they die, they explode and thus life is created" came the answer. Utterly confused and dazed I stared ahead. I saw a faint light growing big. "What is THAT?" "Thats the light tunnel. We need to take it to meet Him". "Light tunnel?" "Yes Light Tunnel". "And who is He?" "He is the one you wanted to meet!" As I entered the light tunnel, my body froze. I could not move and SHIT i could not blink even. Then I entered a room filled with people. People of all ages, sex, race and colour dancing and swaying in ecstacy to the tunes of the DJ. I looked around for the DJ and there he was standing in the corner spinning records. "Thats Him! He is the One you wanted to meet" said the voice. I walked to the DJ and asked "Who the hell are you Dude? and where the fuck am I?" The DJ turned around and said "Ah! finally you have come. I'm the God" I rubbed my eyes in disbelief wondering if I was reading too much of Harry Potter. "No kidding. You are THE God? But you are the DJ." "Yes I'm the DJ and I am the God. I am the Alpha and the Beta. I am the beginning and the end. Hell I am Jim Morrison and I'm John Lenon" came the answer from the DJ with loose t-shirt and super loose baggy pants. "Wait! Am I dreaming?" "No you are not." "Who are these people?" "Oh! they are my guests. Look around you will find some famous and interesting people." "How did these people get here?" "They attained Nirvana!" "No shit! This is where people come after attaining Nirvana?" "Absolutely!" "Can I have a drag?" asked the DJ "You want a drag?" I asked Him in absolute disbelief. "Yes dude I want a drag and stop acting surprised." Shell shocked and with great effort I passed the joint to Him.He took a drag, inhaling the smoke savoring every moment. "You know the biggest mistake I ever did after getting stoned?" "What?" I asked feeling unreal and stupid. "I created mankind and ever since I am trying to cover up." *********------------------********** This piece was not written to hurt anyone's religious sentiments. If it does, then Dude take a hike. Coming Soon: I met Gandhi when I was stoned.         tag:blogs.fullhyderabad.com,2006-03-02:2323 2006-03-02T18:13:50+05:30

  I always believed that I don

zombie General   I always believed that I don tag:blogs.fullhyderabad.com,2006-02-28:2317 2006-02-28T22:18:20+05:30

Starry Night Unsure thoughts, Awakward silence, Interrupted words Untold secrets Half smiles Please Talk! let me drown in your voice. Please stay! Let me play with your hair. Lets interwine our ...

zombie General Starry Night Unsure thoughts, Awakward silence, Interrupted words Untold secrets Half smiles Please Talk! let me drown in your voice. Please stay! Let me play with your hair. Lets interwine our memories, Lower our gaurds, Lets dance together to the music of our souls. tag:blogs.fullhyderabad.com,2006-01-21:2244 2006-01-21T02:05:36+05:30

I miss the memories of the poet I was, I miss the memories of the dreamer I was. Lost in drunken stupor, I miss the memories of the person I was.

zombie Poetry I miss the memories of the poet I was, I miss the memories of the dreamer I was. Lost in drunken stupor, I miss the memories of the person I was. tag:blogs.fullhyderabad.com,2006-01-05:2215 2006-01-05T22:28:55+05:30

Walking alone hands in the pocket, Shining lights lined across the street, Staring around with Cold eyes Invisible among strangers Straying thoughts Lost Opputunties Abandoned hopes Unsaid words ...

zombie Poetry Walking alone hands in the pocket, Shining lights lined across the street, Staring around with Cold eyes Invisible among strangers Straying thoughts Lost Opputunties Abandoned hopes Unsaid words Oh I am dying a thousand deaths every waking hour. tag:blogs.fullhyderabad.com,2005-12-20:2194 2005-12-20T02:32:25+05:30

Sadness fades to numbness A million scarlet faces on the horizon A lone man wandering on the streets Loud music ringing in his ears Confronting unknown fears Desires flying high in the air ...

zombie General Sadness fades to numbness A million scarlet faces on the horizon A lone man wandering on the streets Loud music ringing in his ears Confronting unknown fears Desires flying high in the air Walking on shattered glasses Harbouring deep desires Putting to together broken life Head held high Ready to become a martyr Is this a dream? Or a stoned Illusion!