Happy new year

One and a half hours to go for new years....what am i doing? I'm blogging.
partly because recession has really hit me hard, and partly because his highness cancelled new years party in Dubai (solidarity for war struck Palestine)

This is what makes me wonder, is new years eve really such a big celebration or is it just a hype for marketing purpose, what if i don't do anything for new years today?

Will I be branded as Hermit, (or Kermit whichever of the two is the non social guy) What if i don't party tonight? what if i don't drink till i drop?

Why is it such a big deal? its new years i know! i am sitting in front of my lap top blogging!!!

But i don't feel like I'm missing on anything. (I probably have escaped molestations like the gateway and the JW Marriott episode, having said that i am quite happy camper)

How many of us have actually felt let down on new years eve?
we probably feel let down because we expect too much from that night...why? what will happen when the clock strikes 12.00. i have partied on new years but i never felt any MAGIC of changing dates.

So I'm really glad to spend the new years with my family(we are reunited after 8 months)
and rather looking forward to 00 hours, i don't expect any magic, but i would like to experience a silent new year celebration... why not...

So happy new year!!! hope to have a better 2009, a recession free new year, and some peace.
BTW I'm also having a booze free night ( wonder what the morning after feels like...)

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

A war inside of me- paean for my city

I have been in Mumbai since 1997, in october 2008 i moves out of mumbai and shifted to dubai, since my mom and dad were in Dubai.
26th november 2008, i was glued to the ndtv website soaking in as much as i could about whatever is happening in Mumbai. it has been my home for 10 years, and i can tell you that i am very very very angry. if there is one emotion i feel towards India right now, it is not of intigration it is not of staying composed and united it is that of getting angry , and getting very angry, with the government, with the beaureucrates, with the Mp’s with the self proclaimed TIGER of maharashtra, with the self proclaimed ‘reformer’ of maharashtra.ever since 26th november i make sure that i cry, and i cry with tears of anger, not with tears of loss.

DO NOT TELL ME ABOUT YOUR LOSS
AS I EMPITHISE WITH YOUR MELANCHOLY
DO NOT BEG FOR ME TO HELP YOU
OR DEMAND FOR ME TO STAND WITH YOU
DO NOT ASK ME TO WIPE YOU TEARS
AS I AM IN TEARS MYSELF
DO NOT ASK ME TO BOUNCE BACK TO LIFE
AS I WILL NOT
TELL ME TO MARCH WITH YOU
AND BREAK THE BONES OF THE ONE WHO TOUCHED YOU
TELL ME TO RIP HIS MASK
THE ONE WHO SMILES WITH MIRTH UNDERNEATH
TELL ME TO WRIGGLE THE WRISTS OF THOSE
WHO ARE HAND IN GLOVE WITH THE ENEMY
I WANT MY PAIN TO GROW
I WANT THE VENOM INSIDE OF ME
TO STING THE ONE RESPONSIBLE
BUT THEN AGAIN I WONDER
ITS NOT JUST ONE
WHO IS RESPONSIBLE
IT IS THE ENTIRE GOD DAMND SYSTEM
THAT DROVE ME TO THIS SPITE
I WILL NOT THINK AS A HINDU
I WILL NOT THINK AS A MAHARASHTRIAN
I WILL THINK AS A HUMAN BEING
A SOUL WHO IS HURT
A SOUL WHO WANTS VENGENCE
A SOUL WHO WANTS ANSWERES
A SOUL WHO WILL GET ANGRY
JAI HIND