Happy New Year, friends!
Moment of truth, moment of mutual admiration…my thoughts when I took this picture…this picture be a tribute, I did not anticipate, he made a man of me, can’t take that away…
Mr. William’s quote from the movie “Good Will Hunting” written by: Matt Damon, Ben Affleck
“So if I asked you about art, you’d probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written. Michelangelo, you know a lot about him. Life’s work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientations, the whole works, right? But I’ll bet you can’t tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You’ve never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling; seen that. If I ask you about women, you’d probably give me a syllabus about your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can’t tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You’re a tough kid. And I’d ask you about war, you’d probably throw Shakespeare at me, right, “once more unto the breach dear friends.” But you’ve never been near one. You’ve never held your best friend’s head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help. I’d ask you about love, you’d probably quote me a sonnet. But you’ve never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn’t know what it’s like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn’t know about sleeping sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes, that the terms “visiting hours” don’t apply to you. You don’t know about real loss, ’cause it only occurs when you’ve loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you’ve ever dared to love anybody that much. And look at you… I don’t see an intelligent, confident man… I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you’re a genius Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine, and you ripped my fucking life apart…”
Picture by Swami
Do what you like. Express-Explore-Consume-Innovate.
A few decades from now, our time will be termed as the Golden Era of a digital world – Swami
Good Night- A Poem by Swami
She scratches her nose
Rubs her face
And turns away
When I caress my princess in her sleep
White horses with wings
Chase a lone cloud on a cliff is
Her frequent dream
I wait with longing eyes
But soon it becomes unbearable…
I gently tap her hand a few times
She babbles, I don’t know what?!
I frown for as long!
Finally, she turns back
Throws her arm across me
Grin runs across her face
When I snuggle her tight
Good night 🙂
* In case you don’t who Swami is, he’s my friend, a very dear friend and a ace blogger. After much persuasion he agreed to do a guest post on my blog. Your likes and comments are much appreciated.
What’s below? Ahem! 😀
For centuries, scientists strictly indulged in gravity, space, locomotive, energy…
Only with advent of capitalism, focus was evened out with emphasis also on tooth brush design, stain removers, instant noodles…
However, the most noteworthy evolution has been with brassiere. Just a few decades ago they were miserably dull, over protective and discouraging.
Sun is on standby
Empty roads trigger into a freshly drawn battlefield
Honking, marching, pacing, racing
The invisible Ferrari of happiness
Red-marked lipid profiles
Crop up on the streets
Brisk walking to survive another day
Reporting rapists, murderers, filthy politicians
News bundle lands on my courtyard
Electrifying red transcends upon the sky
Devours the stars
I pull in the curtains dark
My eyes droopy, exhausted
Harmony is when you don’t defy constant nor the pertinent change.
Nepal is a neighboring country of India in case you don’t know. I live in India. I guess you know.
We got similar traditions, common language, people are nice there and we like them.
Any Indian or for that matter Nepalese can work, own a property and legally stay for unlimited time in either country. The pact was signed in 1950 treaty.
Tough times, then and now with other neighbors, how many can we fight? You need sources, weapons, infrastructure to keep vigil, strike a war, recession every five years, local issues, constipation, too much to deal with, let’s make a friend.
With 81% population following Hinduism in Nepal, it’s a no-brainer.
Moreover, we outsource most defense equipment. It didn’t strike us to make a business out of manufacturing weapons. Also we have to keep a few businesses illegal or outsource. Politicians need money for elections, cars, foreign trips and Swiss bank is a common Indian dream.
Talking about outsource, the Indian Army has seven Gorkha regiments of Gorkha troops recruited mostly from Nepal. Great warriors, their contribution to India is phenomenon. Former Chief of Staff of the Indian Army, Field Marshal Sam Manekshaw, once famously said about Gurkhas: “If a man says he is not afraid of dying, he is either lying or is a Gurkha.”
So that’s the background for the pictures I’ve got for you. Did we need this? I’m not sure. I was bored, thought I’ll write something before I make myself a drink.
Guilt is a bad trip. Trip to Nepal is on my mind. I strictly advice my friends to keep away from guilt. Bad stuff happens. We make mistakes. Write a poem about it and let it go. But most importantly never let bad stuff be the reason to drink. Drink and moan over past or blunders is a no no. Women? Maybe next post, we’ll talk about it.
My grandfather used to say “Alcohol is more expensive than butter (In his days)” and butter was his weakness but a drink was divine for him. So when he used to say “Alcohol is more expensive than butter” he’d take a pause and add, “So drink wisely and have a good time, music please”.
About the pictures below.
Indian cop nabs two Nepalese on a railway platform before they can board the train. Why? Just. Corruption. To extract a few bucks from two harmless souls is a win-win deal for cops. Everyday story in my country, don’t get upset. The animated conversation is a fun story in images. Enjoy the show.
In the final image, cop counts money.
End of show.
Next scene in a movie is usually predictable and if you can beat that, you got an audience.
India is a white nation sensitive to greed, power, religion, opinion, plagiarism and light