One of the best statements ever made

I consider, this is one of the best statements ever made.
In the movie The Matrix, Morpheus says,
"There is a difference between Knowing The Path & Walking The Path"

Cracks in the Ethical Walls

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"Supremo of culture and civilization",
It sounds great.
Pragmatics depict something different;
Hidden is the dilapidated state.

Emotions and desire have loosened the grip,
Indiscipline of children grows at will.
'Impressed' development is premature,
Old age will have to pay the bill.

Rituals and customs have been sidelined,
Hybridization of cultures is prevalent.
Excess of anything is always dangerous,
Degradation is incessant.

'Profanity' is the order of the day,
'Respect' - the word has vanished.
Flexibility of Indianism is the reason,
Descency has been banished.

Rules, systems and procedures have changed;
Prestige auctioned in the youth malls.
O! August India... smothered by her own people
Enormous cracks have developed in the ethical walls.

Anand Bora

Translation of Woh Kagaz ki Kashti

In my last post, I talked about "Woh Kagaz ki kashti..", the song sung by Jagjit Singh.
I found an appropriate translation of the song on one of the blogs.
Do check it out.
The blogger calls herself Shaykhspeara Sha'ira.

The child in us

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Yesterday I saw two boys engaged in a quarrel, the
reason being an inevitable cycle tussle they had.

Instantaneously I was taken back in time and indelible
memories flashed infront of my mind.

Oh!! What days I had in my innocent childhood.

So many friends and so many cousins at home(I belong
to a joint family).

I still remember those days of childish cricket in
courtyards of my home. Those childhood games.

Ah!! How I wish I could go back in time.

The best song which I think makes me remember my childhood
is the song sung by phenomenal Ghazal singer, Jagjit Singh.
The song goes like this,

"Woh Kagaz ki kashti, woh baarish ka paani...."
(That dinghy of paper, those waters of rain...)

Thirteen Strangers

I attended a Blogger's meet on Saturday. We have formed a group called
BLOG'A'LOREANS which consists of Bloggers from Bangalore.
I wrote a small poem for the meeting and also an ambigram for the group.
The details about the meeting can be found here.

THIRTEEN STRANGERS

Thirteen strangers from diverse backgrounds,
Come together to echo common sounds.
Purpose, objectives, ambitions and will,
They have enough minds to drill.

Thoughts, ideas and interactions,
Gradually developing into productive communications.
Blogging has been a common interest,
Here, the gregarious youth is full of zest.

'Freedom of speech' seems the common theme,
With time, the group will expand its realm.
'Web' is building a blogger's fellowship,
A greater reach, a social network, a 'virtual' ownership.

Anand Bora

Inspiring Me

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Do such things so that the SOUL of DA VINCI says,
"GOOD WORK, MATE!!"

I see only eyes

This pic has been taken from my friend, SloganMurugan's site.
I have written this poem on his long awaited request.

I see only eyes

This ochre black ambience under diminishing sunlight;

Says something, though in tranquility.

The dark phlegmatic crow seems a knight,

Standing still but ready to roar.

The surreal silence evokes feelings,

Fear, suspense, curiosity.

The 'dark' birds are Satan's siblings,

The demon looks inside 'your' door.

Abyssmal darkness seems to grow,

Eating up the fauna around.

Sign of pandemonium is the crow,

Blinded - I see only eyes.

Anand Bora

My mom - my goddess

In this cruel world, very few people are honest and hard
working at heart. Very few people sacrifice a good life
for a good cause. Very few people sustain in a joint family
of 60 members. Very few people are deeply caring and loving.
Very few people sacrifice their happiness to give happiness
to others. Very few people learn a lot of things, do a lot of
things and still don't get what they deserve in life. Very few
people have enormous potentials so that they can be compared
to Gods.

An intersection of all these qualities is my mother - a great
cook, a dedicated house wife, a learner even at the age of 50,
a pious person and a great human being.

She is my goddess.
Kudos to you, Uma Devi Bora, my mother!!

The symbol of LOVE

The pic has been taken from this site.

I wrote two lines for this great monument.

"The body is mortal but the soul is divine,
The landmark of LOVE will stand all tests of time."

Anand Bora