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sandcastle

i’m a sandcastle of moments/
built on the shores of time/
by a God/
unaware that He is a child

-adee

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a thought on mother’s day

to Mother Earth,
to Mother Verse,
to the Mother who gave me birth,
to the Mother who gave me words,
to every Mother there was and is,
and to every Mother who will be-
wishing you happiness and contentment,
may I,
your progeny be as good as thee.

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what i am is what i wanted to be

when i was little, and at various times during this littlehood, i wanted to be an astronomer, a train driver, a pilot, a businessman, a matchbox collector, a professor and various other people that i eventually didn’t become. and maybe because i couldn’t be any of them, that i became a writer. as only in writing i found out that i could be anyone and everyone.

perhaps, it was fate that nudged me towards it. perhaps, it was my faith in myself that did it. (look at me talking like an accomplished literary personality, i’ve not even been published yet) what i do know for sure is that when you really ache for something you need, some sort of alchemy happens and you get it. really. it doesn’t look that obvious in the beginning, when the hurt is raw and the wound is sore, but wishes, genuine springing from the heart-well wishes do get fulfilled.

maybe, all of us are already what we’ve always (deep down our subconscious) wanted to be. maybe, we all are works in progress towards our eventual destiny. or maybe, all we need to change our fate is to have faith in our ability.

what do you think?

-adee @delhidreams

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bachpan ke din

bachpan ke din

 

first posted on Saturday, November 19, 2005

http://delhidreams.blogspot.in/2005/11/bachpan-kuch-shabd.html

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if only

Only if He had allowed him to pack his bags and leave… allowed him to stuff cartons with the things he needed, the scrolls he had stored over the years, the posters he had pasted on his walls, the albums he had assembled, that hidden chest of coins, those certificates, the memories, the opportunity to say goodbye to those walls for one last time…instead, he was thrown away at a moment’s notice, not allowed to re-enter, to even look back, thrown away in a pandemonium of indecision and a frenzied chaos where he had to make do with whatever he had, with whoever he had…only if he had been given a chance, only if He had heard him once, realized his pain of being exiled from the place one calls home…if only

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help India’s underprivileged children get an education #BEASPORT

 

The Magic Bus Foundation is one of India’s largest NGO’s, and harnesses the power of sports to keep over 200,000 of India’s most underprivileged children in school. Their motto is take youth on a journey from childhood to livelihood.

#BEASPORT is a social media movement by Magic Bus that is bringing together top stars to help educate India’s youth through style + sport. The goal is to raise awareness and funds for Magic Bus via a social media platform, which consists of a microsite www.beasportcampaign.com, which pulls feeds from a dedicated #BEASPORT YouTube page, G+ page, Facebook page, and Twitter feeds.

I need your support for the #BEASPORT program and help get the program off to a strong start. Here’s how you can help:

1) Visit the website and view the video on the Homepage. Share the video on Facebook!

2) Like the page https://www.facebook.com/pages/Be-A-Sport/283075558440456

3) Change your Facebook Cover Page (Timeline cover for those using Facebook timeline) and profile pic- you can copy pics from this page’s cover and profile pics

4) Leave a status update that’s a variation of the suggested status update below:

Suggested FB Status Update:

I am involved in a really cool social media program called #BEASPORT, to help India’s most impoverished children.  Here’s how you can help too:

(1) tweet the link BeASportCampaign.com and hashtag #BEASPORT,

(2) tag yourself in my cover page picture, and make it your cover page

(3) share the link to the video on Facebook

 

Each time someone watches a video from www.BeASportCampaign.com, a donor has committed to match each view with real money to fund Magic Bus, one of India’s largest NGOs.  Their goal is to get 1 million views in the next few weeks, and each view counts, so spread the word- you can help us make a huge difference for India’s future using social media.

 

Let’s BeASport! 

and please do share this with your friends as well :) thanks a lot!

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on Children’s day a poem, a thought, a wish

Rosh Hashanah
Even after the murder
of the child Muhammad on Rosh Hashanah,
the paper didn’t go black.
In the same water in which the snipers
wash their uniforms,
I prepare my pasta,
and over it pour
olive oil in which I’ve browned
pine nuts,
which I cooked for two minutes with dried tomatoes,
crushed garlic, and a tablespoon of basil.
As I eat, the learned minister of foreign affairs
and public security
appears on the screen,
and when he’s done
I write this poem.
For that’s how it’s always been –
the murderers murder,
the intellectuals make it palatable,
and the poet sings.

Rosh Hashanah by Aharon Shabtai
(translated from the Hebrew by Peter Cole)
tomorrow we’ll be celebrating the Children’s Day in India. but do we even think of the world we are creating for them? and let’s not blame ‘others’ for it… be it politicians, big businesses or terrorists or other countries or races or religions or anyone we don’t like. it is ‘we’ who are the world today and what we do now will become the future as well. hatred won’t heal, indifference won’t help, doing something about it all will.
may the world be a better place to live for children, the next time their day arrives. *amen*
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