Bollywood songs

I am not that big a fan of the current genre of Bollywood songs, but there are a couple of products of late that have impressed me a lot.

One is Saregama Caravan. Such a sleek tape recorder styled music player with preloaded vintage Bollywood classics as well as Ghazals, Hindustani classical music, Sufi songs etc categorized by mood, artist. It is a must have.

Do check out Smule Sing app if you enjoy karaoke singing. Happy singing!

Bye bye 2015

Sensation was a daily routine this whole year
As media captured every emotion and every single tear
Parliament witnessed yet another noisy washout
San Bernardino saw a highly tragic shootout
Trump declared Hillary 'schlonged' tickling linguists
Tharoor's attempt at LGBT rights was foiled by sexists
Chennai had spice with Amma food packets
National Herald, DDCA were reported corruption rackets
Modi flew all over taking pit stop at Lahore
Right wingers had a field day with bans galore
Pichai shone as Google rolled up to Alphabet
Europe froze through Paris shootings and subsequent terror threat
Cricket World cup went once again to Australia
Islamophobia was a wrong reaction to ISISmania
As India was just hoping to see a re-entry of Maggi
Noodle business attracted every self-proclaimed yogi
Net neutrality gave a tough fight to Free Basics
Media discussed India's tolerance to Christians, Muslims and Sikhs
Driverless car was declared the merciless killer
The Force awakened as world witnessed another thriller
As 2016 promises positive changes to life
Hope world comes out of misery and strife

Liberation

Let there be a world
where truth be told in its entirety
where layers of masks hiding cowardice
don't suppress beautiful innocence by sheer power
where a spade is called a spade
and a mirror not mocked at for its fragility
where inner beauty is handled with care
and true purpose of life is uplifted,
inspiration fills hearts with abundance,
hope turns to reality,
head bows in humility to the boundless divinity heart is,
foundation of future built by sweat and blood of the courageous
holds strong the breeding home for powerful and beautiful dreams,
imagination permeates peaceful skies.
Let there be such a world
that let's life flower from within.

3 threads unrelated to 'Elephants'

Hi, Time flies, but like an elephant at times.

There was this competition titled 'Irrelevant Conversations' that we used to have at our institute and the idea was - 2 participants sat facing each other and they both had to say one sentence each which was in no way related to what the other guy had just said.

My sister taught me verbally how to make a roti so I am going to try it some time this week.

I haven't blogged for some time now so I better make a come back now.

And in this competition I am talking about, you are not allowed to repeat a statement you made at least for 3 times.

I have watched enough of masterchef reality shows on TV but haven't learned anything till now.

Writing to me is a passion, like elephants (the toys they make) are to Kavya and my mom.

One guy who participated in this competition used to make stupid statements like "Elephants are flying backwards nowadays".

I have seen chefs cook every living being on 'Masterchef Australia' excluding probably an Elephant.

A song on Ricky

Original song lyrics are at http://www.lyricsfreak.com/d/dire+straits/romeo+juliet_20040674.html You would love it if you know the tune as well. It’s a beautiful song by Dire Strait btw.

A dumbstruck Ricky cries aloud at Yuvraj

Laying Australians low with a stupid team that he chose

Finds a convenient floodlight steps out of the pitch

Says something like 'I am from the land of the biggest b^*ch'

Gayle says hey it's Ricky you nearly gimme a heart attack

Ricky's at the check-in counter Gayle says am at Security check

You shouldn't cry around here cursing at Indians like that

Anyway what you gonna do about it?

Gayle the pitch was tampered from the start

And I bet the umpire was rewarded for his part

And I hate the Yuvi's bat

They r gonna realise it was just that the cup was fixed Chris Gayle!

We both are from different teams they both were teams of shame

Both dirty both mean yes and the captains were just the same

And I dreamed the world cup again and it proved to be so unreal

How can you look at me as if I was a school boy who lost a game?

Where they chant Sachin's name and enjoy Yuvi's game

they even loved the Irish and the Kenyan school boys the same

They booed me everyday they booed my sh&* out of me

Now they just say Oh Ricky yeah you know he used to have a bat with him

Gayle when I batted they used to cry

My shots reached the stars above the ball would always fly

There's a place for us you know the commentary box

When r they gonna realise it was just that we grew so old Chris Gayle!!

I can't do the commentary like they talk on TV

And I can't do a commercial the way it's meant to be

I can't do everything but I'd do anything for you

I can't do anything except carry luggage for you

And all I do is miss my bat and the way it used to hit

All I do is leave the ball and look at the broken wicket

All I do is criticize the giants of IPL

Gayle I'd do umpiring with you any time

Gayle when I batted they used to cry

My shots reached the stars above the ball would always fly

There's a place for us you know the commentary box

When r they gonna realise it was just that we grew so old Chris Gayle!!

A dumbstruck Ricky cries aloud at Yuvraj

Laying Australians low with a stupid team that he chose

Finds a convenient floodlight steps out of the pitch

Says something like 'I am from the land of the biggest b^*ch'

The new Srini

Hi,

I will leave the crap like - It has been really long since I posted on my blog and blah blah..., and come straight to the point. Well the point is - I really don't know. Jokes apart, my personality changed a lot over the last few months and I expect that to reflect in my blog posts and hence my old fans (if at all there are any) may find me different. Don't worry - the Rajnikanth who has so far stolen your hearts will not let you down with a stupid hairstyle or a mellowed down style statement. Life's twists and turns have properly grinded the old Srini and a new complex human being (social animal) has resulted from these circumstances. While the sensitive, romantic, philanthropic side of Srini's personality has made some new profound discoveries, the thinking, scheming, strategizing side of him has provided him good justification to support the greedy, obsessive and other nutcase aspects of his personality. grins grins grins... In any case keep watching this space for posts of more variety, depth, heights, blah blah... I am sure I will not disappoint you with the same selfish crap I have written here every time. Although the narcissitic side of me does show up every now and then and being a bearer of the body that hosts the ego, I have to do enough justice to that wild animal that resides in me. OK, enough crap for the day... C ya good nite....

Lovestruck

Lying on the sand, looking at the skies
the waves of the ocean tickling my thighs

crescent moon lying in the middle of the stars
descending to kiss me in the late night hours

the calm of the night, the kiss of the breeze
the dance of the stems of the mahogany trees

the beauty on earth and the wonders above
fill my heart to the brim with love

Raindrops

Raindrops raindrops falling from the heavens
pearls of the blue sky splashing on the ovens

Flirting with the flowers, dirtying the towers
pouring on the covers, engaging the lovers

the showers of the heaven hit the tins of the town
the winds of the ocean broke the silence of the noon

Life's Lessons

Life taught me lessons
when I least wanted them
the more I sought the riches
the poorer I became

Never was I loved
by the angels of my past
to the demons had I bowed
to get the pride lost

Curt was the voice
the intent was to hurt
my heart stupid coward
had to deal with the dirt

the tears dried on my cheeks
the feelings emptied out
my fears reached their peaks
I was totally worn out

What ensued was peace
and a lot of earthly warmth
as I was brought to my knees
my mind lost its charms

Freed was my soul
from the vanities it owned
greed was the sinner
that got itself stoned

BallHomes

Hi,

I came across this website - http://www.ballhomes.com/. As a marketing enthusiast, I liked one particular point on this website. The fact that they avoid the shifting of home twice is what I find most attractive. When you study marketing you are told that the more the value you provide to the customer, the more will be customer satisfaction. http://www.ballhomes.com/ handles the responsibility of selling your old home and will help you close the negotiation on the same day you purchase your new Ball Home. Another interesting point is the fact that http://www.ballhomes.com/ concentrates on only one state - Kentucky. It is debatable whether such restriction might halt the future growth of the company. But, concentrating on one particular locality will definitely help the company provide better service to its customers.

Streetwalker

I was walking down the road
in a strange mood, bored
as cars honked 'Pom pom'
I followed no norm

I was irking everyone
blocking every turn
I laughed my heart out
I heeded no shout

I was tickling my inside
not letting a happy ride
I made them stand by
and jus killed their joy

I jus like to have fun
you seem to be the wrong one
honking shouting crying
I'll be this till I am dying... ha ha ha....

Rat Race

I cry every day over my fate
that has not given me
the fame of the winner
the money of the sinner
the respect a legend claims
the attention a champion gets

There were moments in my life
when they did touch me
as I tried to grab them
they escaped from my grip
like thin air
those moments still remain
in my memory

Can I get back there?
Do I need to? Has
my purpose changed?
Have I changed?
GOD gives me no answers
the questions prick my conscience
that delves on the guilt
built over the remains
of the confusion
over the minutes wasted

HE shows me the sufferings
of the world and tells me
from inside -
"They are my children too,
they too deserve the bread you eat
they too need the clothes"
As the words prick my conscience
and I suffer from guilt
built over my helplessness
the legs that can move
the hands that can touch
the eyes that can shed tears
are bound by the jealousy
the peer pressure that pushes me
to mount the everest never reached
and wave to the crowd
as the brethren who needed my attention
bury deep in misery

Blessed are those
who found a way out
out of the rat race
the stinking stupid despicable hunt
to build castles
over the remains of the needy

An Attempt

Hi,

I just read this article and thought I should write something. Below is an attempt:

Lost in the pace of life
mourning over someone else's gain
jealous to the core
wearing the mask of competitiveness
I kill the world
unaware of the harm I do
the cars I buy
the hours I ride


I lost my love for the air
the air that lets me live
I pollute it
and throw the blame
on to the government
that runs politics politically
onto the corporate
that runs its business
what am I doing?
dying a martyr's death?
or living a coward's life?
where lies the solution?
At the policy level?
Or at the grass roots level?


the solution lies with us
with each one of us
live we should our ideals
at least a few of them
and spread the word
to those who listen
world is not dead
until there is love
and care and compassion
until there are people
who die to let others live
people who spread cheer
who spread the message
that believes in the belief
that life lies beyond the lies we live

Never Blind

Never blind I was in my heart
never was I crippled in my thought

My eyes can't see, my heart sure can
feel the nature and its beauty hidden

Sing I can with my heart divine
the song written by my purest mind

Pure you should be deep within
live not blind with your eyes open

Soul Transcended

He said to the Guru '
I confess I sinned
I lied to the world
I misbehaved with children
I raped females
I killed people
I ate the flesh
I sought pleasures despicable
I deserve to be punished
to be cut to pieces
by the sword of God
I deserve to be humiliated
beaten out of breath
stoned till death
Hey Guru! The disciple of God
Bestow upon my head thy sacred foot
and crush me beneath the sand
send me to the hell I deserve'

The Guru spoke 'I bow to thee
pure soul is thine
that accepts with utter humility
the sins it committed
the material life it lived
the meaningless material life it has given up
the soul that has ascended
the highest summit surmountable
that has placed itself to sacrifice
in repentance of the sins committed
past is the life lived
All I can do is bow in front of thee
forgive I can't the divine present in you
blessed is thy soul transcended'

Meditation

All my life I asked myself
what is the purpose of life
should I have a goal to attain
to reach the unreachable summit
to save the planet from forces evil
to spread His message among people
why should I live?
to rearrange the pieces on the planet
and build a palace of dreams?
to heal people? to serve them
to give them a helping hand in the hour of need?
Is this why I am born?


All these create commotion in me
they agitate me they make me want to shout
they make me want to cry out loud
I wish to sit in silence and help myself
I wish to help myself fight out the commotion
the agitation - the wish to cry out loud
I wish to sit in peace under the tree
of enlightenment and relax to prepare myself
for another war that needs to be waged
the war is what is the purpose of life
that is what the world makes me think
as I relax and meditate, I give up thoughts
I give up desire - the commotion
the agitation caused by attachment
to that which never belonged to me
I gave up the purpose that never was one
I sat in silence under the bodhi vriksha
seeking in silence, in deep contemplation
the true purpose that made life meaningful
as I searched for the meaning of the meaning


enlightenment dawned upon me
the path is the destiny
the silence the end of the war
was never the means to wage the war
the war you fight to attain peace
should die the suffering should end
the deepest of your self belongs to none
you are not the shallow you
that sees with eyes, lusts for the skin
that finds happiness in dollars
the depth is deeper
yet to be explored, to be explored by you
the ocean of joy is there for you to swim
the contentment in sacrifice
the freedom in commitment
are all yours - the qualities divine

Life ends

Silence so gross
violence in the eyes
breath sharp biting
thoughts ignited
feelings suppressed
yet silently expressed
expressed the best
as air filled the chest
lips closed n dry
nose sharp n pointed
forehead scarred
ears fuming red hot
hands trembling
ready to kill
with authority
he sucks in air
looks up with rage
tongue dances
and with a striking force
lashes the whip
life ends

Open up

Open up, tell me the truths
tell me the lies you lied
tell me the life you lived
I wanna see, I wanna hear
I wanna feel the feelings you feel
that you do not reveal
Tell me the moments that made you live
live life to the fullest measure
to the measure unmeasurable
reveal thyself, reveal thy heart
reveal the heart inside thy heart
tear open thy wounds
wounds that kept you wound
that never let you open
that never let you sleep
let them rest, speak up

Open up the windows
the windows that have bound you
the windows tight that make you stink within
open them, let the fresh air in
it won't choke you, it won't kill you
it will heal you and it will fill you
unlock yourself, unwind yourself
a hearty smile is what you need
do not hold tight
to the dearest of your secrets
uncover them, reveal them
and celebrate the happiness the joy
of living naked

Srini Quotes

There is no end to love
there is no beginning
when did your Mom start loving you
when will she stop
what ends is not love
what starts is not love
love is eternal
You always had love
You live in love, you die in love
What you call love is just a game
A game of infatuation
A game of egoes
Love is what you are
Love is your very nature

Anger

They hit me, they kicked me
they stripped me, they humiliated me
the rage inside me was seething
as I kept breathing
the anger, the suppressed repressed emotion
aiming to burn them to ashes
it burnt my feelings
my feelings of affection and love
to my fellow beings
the respect I show
the joy I experience
when I feel at home
with people
kith and kin
my brethren
was burning
hatred crept in
it throve on the fire
burnt them-the feelings I attach to them
in me, within me
it burnt my insides
it burnt me
in the past I lived
hating them-the feelings I attach to them
as moments passed
when I realised
I realised my love for them
despite their cruelty
the innocent cruelty
the babies in them
that hit me, kicked me
stripped me
the babies that found joy
in the silliness of it all
the baby in me
that burnt them-the feelings I attach to them
within me
the feelings so sacred, so divine
the memory of the feelings remained
the feelings remained
deep within my soul
feelings that say
I love them the innocent ones