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Monday, August 25, 2008

A little poetic humour

Nice little poem by the great Alexander Pope. Puts a smile on your face straight away. Enjoy......:D

On a certain Lady at Court

I KNOW a thing that 's most uncommon;
(Envy, be silent and attend!)
I know a reasonable woman,
Handsome and witty, yet a friend.

Not warp'd by passion, awed by rumour;
Not grave through pride, nor gay through folly;
An equal mixture of good-humour
And sensible soft melancholy.

'Has she no faults then (Envy says), Sir?'
Yes, she has one, I must aver:
When all the world conspires to praise her,
The woman's deaf, and does not hear.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

War Lines

Another piece of (useless?!!?) aggression from yours truly. Done in something like 15 minutes, suggestions are definitely needed on this one.

Acid looks
Caustic volleys
War lines and swords
Drawn and stay.
Awaiting the storm
The dust and the wind
Clangs and clashes
Sparks from metal shining clean
Beads of sweat,
Knuckles of anxiety.
Rise of clamour,
Sharp blur in clarity.
"infantry in formation!"
Drummed into the ears.
Shields of pride.
Shine in the heat that sears
"Charge!", bellows the general
Mad rush of adrenaline.
Blind release of fury
Blood thirst rising within
Midfield, when the walls converge
Flesh and blood hugs the earth
Silence and chaos comes to fruition
Eternal light to mind and heart.


This here is a piece of writing by a very good friend of mine. Coward wants to remain unknown so i will oblige. But, the lines are very forthcoming. Like i love to say, direct dil se.

Dreamy eyes wake up,
yearning to meet hers.
eyes filled with the spring break
Messengers of imminent dawn.
Half blinded by the flash of lightning
That strikes down on mellow mother
Sustaining life.
i look out the window
Shrieks of young ones, splashing water ;
and miss the dawn of my life.
The thunder crescendoes in
Intertwining with the steady rain
Music it is to my ears
loneliness, it hurts.
the pain just replays her voice,
Not two hours old as yet
Nascent, a force by itself.
Call it mad love.
infatuation or hormonal play.
The touch of that velvet skin
reaks lightening strikes on my heart
and i feel just fine.
every moment, this rain descends.
brings her next to me
makes me smile once again
tinge of sadness,
Strange kind of romance.
Here she is again
Drops descending to meet salvation
Vapour trails mark their intercourse
Sweet violence in love.
It suddenly dawns,
warmth of a hundred suns
My lips greet this life.
As the thunder rumbles on
Heavenly bliss till the mist descends
Departs with my sunrise.
To meet me again when the clouds gather.

Friday, August 8, 2008

Playing with the law for idiots............hehehehahhaha

Just found this on wikipedia......................enjoy!

The California Penal Code Section 26 states that "Idiots" are one of six types of people who are not capable of committing crimes.[9]

In several states, "idiots" do not have the right to vote:

  • Arkansas Article III, Section 5[10]
  • Iowa Article II, section 5[11]
  • Kentucky Section 145[12]
  • Mississippi Article 12, Section 241[13]
  • New Jersey (Article II, Section 1, Paragraph 6)[14]
A resolution was passed by the State Legislature in January 2007 to remove "idiot or insane", and to add the qualifying phrase "who has been adjudicated by a court of competent jurisdiction to lack the capacity to understand the act of voting." As the resolution put it succintly, "This proposed amendment to the Constitution shall be submitted to the people at the next general election occurring more than three months after the final agreement. This constitutional amendment shall become part of the New Jersey Constitution upon approval by the voters." [15] The amendment passed the referendum on November 6, 2007. Hence, "New Jersey" is now crossed out in this list. [16]
  • New Mexico Article VII, section 1[17]
  • Ohio (Article V, Section 6)[18]
For the entire article check this out!

Metal news and more......

Some great news from the metal world and the bands that i absolutely adore and respect!

A new Iron Maiden tribute album ==> here
The track listing for the new album by Metallica called "Death Magnetic" ==>here
The first video for Death Magnetic ==> here
The headline acts at Bloodstock 2008 in Derby England ==> here

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Charge of the light brigade!

A piece of poetry right of out of my yester years, one of the very best. A classic from the hand of the great Lord Alfred Tennyson. This piece of writing also did something to inspire some little known band called Iron Maiden to write a not so well known song called "The Trooper". :D.

Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!
"Charge for the guns!" he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

"Forward, the Light Brigade!"
Was there a man dismay'd?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Someone had blunder'd:
Their's not to make reply,
Their's not to reason why,
Their's but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.

Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air,
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel'd from the sabre stroke
Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.

When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honor the charge they made,
Honor the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred!

P.S. :Found this website. Contains works from most of the great English poets ==> here

Our deepest fear....

Ripped this off a movie called "Coach Carter". Real nice!

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. It's not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. "

Sunday, August 3, 2008


"Whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man, is either a fool or a coward. Whoever cannot take care of himself without that law is both. For a wounded man shall say to his assailant, "If i die, you are forgiven. If i live, i will kill you." Such is the rule of honour."

Have been reading about the Sicilians and the Mafia a lot lately. so this post should not come as a surprise. The mysterious, enigmatic and fascinating law of Omerta (sacred silence) has kept that fraternity where it is for hundreds if not thousands of years. Violation of this seemingly sacred rule calls for nothing less than the death penalty.

Burgled but Alive............3

All 3 caught! kudos to Crime branch sleuths!
Now we are in the pipeline..............of the long and patience testing judicial process.
Lets hope this ends soon. For now, it just good to know that the trio is behind bars and won't be getting out any sooner.

Friday, August 1, 2008

Burgled but Alive .........2

One mother fucker caught!
The police caught him using one other stolen cell phone!
And then just to get him to his wits cause he was trying to act tough, threw him down from the first floor.............sends out only one message............."Don't mess with the law. when it gets inot its own you are not tough enough to handle the heat...............or the beating........."
i had to identify that lame asshole in the police station, which i very happily obliged to.

For now i can feel a little better...........