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Thursday, April 22, 2010

Massacred......


Deep in the forests of Dantewada
tired they slept in their camp
dark cover of the night above their heads
With their sweat, their uniforms damp

Amongst high hill top villages
and enveloping giant trees
Unaware of the incoming swarm
still sleeping with ill ease

Dark shadows they approached
together from all directions
Forming a perimeter around the camp
Looking for any protections

Sentries they could not find any
Oil lamps burning to keep it visible
The dark forms take positions
they lose little trouble

Silence before the storm
is torn apart from blind gunfire
the CRPF men wake up to their death
and take the enemy's full ire

tracers flying right and left
tents growing bullet mark
the soldiers fumble for their guns
and ammunition in the dark

The Naxals descend to the camp
swoop down for the kill
The soldiers fumble their aim
Orders come "Fire at will!"

One by one, the bullets are spent
empty magazines hit the ground
the horror begins to dawn on the greens
it shatters their armor without a sound

Friends and colleagues
dropping dead left and right
Fires lighting up the background
Naxals filling up the sight

last bullets fired
Guns are useless chunks of metal
naxals take no prisoners
for bloody death the troops have to settle

Two survived to tell the tale
To recount stories with horror
The sights of April the 8th
Burned into their memories forever





Master of Puppets - Remastered!


Just read somewhere that Kerrang!  magazine had released a cover of Master of Puppets - the legendary Metallica album. Well, personally, i do not like Kerrang (i liken them to suckers and sell-outs), but this cover album is one good thing they did. There are great bands like Mastodon, Trivium and Chimaira on the bill playing some of the most timeless songs from this masterpiece-of-an-album. 

Well, since i am the biggest Metallica fan out here (no questions asked), i had to listen to this. But i searched high and low and could not find it for free. Now, these albums are not available in any music store for me to go out and buy and they are too expensive to buy online. So, even if Kerrang! wants to sue my ass, they can go ahead. I am posting the links to the site from where you other free filthy downloaders can get it for free. At least i can not afford paying $14.95 for an album. Here are the links :

Master of Puppets - Remastered part 1 

Master of Puppets - Remastered part 2

Take it from me, these cover versions sound amazing!

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Journeying with the Queen

Took a better part of at least 12 trips in the legendary Deccan Queen to come up with this one. Have Nitin Mule to thank for providing the inspiration.


Whistling and humming

I reached CST station

For Pune was my destination

and the Deccan QUeen was my ride

 

Reached the Old Ladys' House

And lost myself in a sea

Of hands and legs and eyes

And minds in haste

 

Trying to get onto the moving rakes

To catch the window seat

A respite, if so great, it is

From the raging April heat

 

I gather myself

i musn't be late

The Queen stands ready

On platform number 8

 

Walking rapidly

Through the metal detectors

Invalid standing sentries

Incapable protectors

 

Addling through a cloud

of suspicious eyes

Of armed uniformed men

26/11, they remember the cries

 

past the guns and batons

Along i scurry

Towards coach D4

Seat 8+70

 

Delight O' delights

'Tis a window seat

Alas right next to the sewer

The stench no perfume could beat

 

Oh how i wish the whistle would sound

the sweat trickling down steadily

With fellow passengers climbing in

Book seller,chocolate salesman, all joining the melee

 

The hustle and bustle

rose and rose the din

Till the clock spake 5:10 and the whistle sang

With a jolt, we began, leavig the station behind

 

gaining momentum With every passing second

Past stations and people, all in a blur

Amidst the din of the rail track

All else did sound like a slur

 

With music in my ears

and wind in my hair

haughtily, i eyed the onlookers

Loser, i said, without much care

 

A few moments past

My big tummy did grumble

"Its time to fill me up"

It said in an unheard rumble

 

make beeline for the pantry car

Toast and cutlet and tea

The smell beckoned, i helped myself

Oh, i might have shouted in glee

 

Almost greedily i devoured

To my stomachs fill

Sauntered back, lurching left and right

Trying hard to stay still

 

Occupying my seat again

i gave a burp of joy

What more can a man ask for

Unrepentant,even if i were to die?

 

Reached for the WOdehouse book

Straight to page 25

Jeeves and Bertie Woosterare a delight

Into the story i dive

 

Word by word, page by page

the plot unravels

Through townships and farm lands

The Queen, with Godspeed, travels

 

Lulled into a doze,

i Dont even know when

Woke with start, but only for a while

Karjat came and as quickly by it went

 

Loped the Queen through the meadows

past the traffic at the intersections

Ascending swiftly through the meters

Towards Lonavla station

 

We slowed down on Monkey hill

My eyes did spring open

to the wonderful sight and hues,

Red and orange, from the setting sun


 

The small villages down in the valley

Tunnels and ravines, all came

Carving out a memory

In many an unforgettable frame

 

For only some time

Was the train silent

half the passengers enjoying the sight

The others slept with heads bent

 

At 622 meters

The companion locomotives bid adieu

Night was descending

and bystanders were few

 

Fell back into my dreams

Snored through rest of the way

Waking with a frown and slight dismay

When somebody said

"Pune station aalay!"

 

 

 

 

Affairs of the State?

A take on the Tharoor Modi scandal. Had fun writing it.


Twitter,
We all use twitter
Minister Of E.A.,
Tweets like a critter
Oh, he creates a lot of litter.
Boy, he loves his Twitter.

Cricket,
We all play cricket
The Commissioner in Charge
Charges a fortune a ticket
Short game, dancing flowers, no thicket
Oh, he loves the lucre in his cricket

Who let the rabbit out of the hat
Oh, nobody wants to be called a twat
When they do go loggerheads, into a duel,
Mediatic rascals will happily use that as fuel

Oh the fools they looked
And the stories that were cooked
The audience had a ball of a time
Hurling at other and licking clean their own slime

Alas, the Minister got the boot
Income Tax took the Conveners loot
And the country smiled itself red,
with embarassment.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Aura and Umbra.....


Canon PowerShot A590IS
Shutter speed : 0.3 sec, 1/14th sec
Aperture : f/2.6
ISO : 800







Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Rage against the Machine!

This is a video of some members of the NGO, Nirmaan talking to Star Majha about the governments policy of making alcohol from foodgrains. Our egghead government thinks that giving the farmer the right price for his produce is the only consequence of this policy. Drunk husbands, starving Indians, rotting foodgrains are just figments of somebody's imagination for them and ministers lining their pockets with Government money just doesn't happen, does it?




video




Friends at Nirmaan also maintain a blog , http://foodtoalcohol.wordpress.com/ to inform and keep up with what is latest on this front. Please take a look there.