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Posted by on October 21, 2013 in Uncategorized


looking at a sound..

I am looking at the sound

Oh I am looking at the sound

I am looking at the sound

coming at me

It not real, yes I know

Its not real, Yes i know

But I am looking at the sound

dont you see?

Its like a flash in the wind

like a sparkle of a word

like a window to the warmth

like a smell of a thought

Oh I am looking at a sound

staring at me…

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Posted by on August 30, 2012 in Uncategorized


a return to the lost idea of reason

I lost a part of my tooth today.. not in a big way .. but the corn I ate two days back took it while going through.. i cannot help but realize that my physical being is constantly perishing.. as much as I enjoy the youth.. as much as I may dream or hope for a greater tomorrow and the end of today, I must understand I am withering away.. just as you are even while reading this text..

The slowness of such a thing doesn’t create the urgency it demands.. something must be done that isn’t a part of the usual.. there must be a certain deliberation that meets the purpose.. whatever it may be..

What do you desire more than anything today? Is it what you desired yesterday? Is it what you would desire the day when you die? What, if at all would matter, if we could desire what would never change.. the eternal perhaps in our mortal existence.. what if that eternal desire would truly outlive our lives that are constantly fading?

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Posted by on March 17, 2012 in Uncategorized


olivier tosciani…

Its been a few years.. but that was our sad effort at making a falooda out of olivier tosciani..



Alejandro Gonzalez Innaritu ..I’ve loved his movies for a long time now.. difficult stories that can only be expressed in wordless cinematic phrase..

Biutiful could well be his masterpiece.. story of a man fighting through cancer.. and holding to save immigrant people groups he ends up supporting.. his deep longings to have lived with his father who moved away from Spain during the revolution, and his helplessness in giving his kids a fate similar to his own..

a very very expressive movie..

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Posted by on May 17, 2011 in Broadcast Boredom


Before the time is almost gone..

Of a few many things

a fewer still remain in the memory

of those few just a few touch the heart if ever..

saw a man being buried

lived for 4 over 80

a million moments and

a million words

of him are 3 more in this world

who cried a tear

dust to dust we become

before the time is almost gone

before the skies burst open

and He takes me home..

before this all becomes what its meant to be

in this smaller reflection

in this stark reminder

“dont waste your life..”


I am God’s dream..

A “birthday” gone.. Age makes you really bored about birthdays.. as I mentioned earlier on this blog, I celebrate others birthdays more than I do mine.. its more fun when your friend takes you out and makes you feel special :)..

Anyways I started to think what exactly is a Birthday? Is it the day I was born – yes but not exactly.. I was technically born in my mother a lot before my birthday… and thats not even getting close to my birthday, because God says that He knew me before I was in my mother’s womb..

For you created my inmost being; 
You knit me together in my mother’s womb.
 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; 
Your works are wonderful, 
 I know that full well.
 My frame was not hidden from you 
 When I was made in the secret place. 
 When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,
 Your eyes saw my unformed body. 
 All the days ordained for me 
 Were written in your book 
 Before one of them came to be. 
- Psalm 139: 13-16

Whats really powerful is “Your eyes saw my unformed body.“.

I am God’s dream .. Cannot think of a better gift.. What Jesus did on the cross proves this further .. truly a realization that takes a while to sink in…

Still its a struggle to live through the days.. and the song below is the song on the journey to the promised land.. where I walk much like those before me.. weak and in need of constant guidance and support.. to be God’s dream..

Guide me, O Thou great Redeemer
Pilgrim through this barren land.
I am weak, but Thou art mighty;
Hold me with Thy powerful hand.
Bread of Heaven, Bread of Heaven,
Feed me till I want no more;
Feed me till I want no more.

Open now the crystal fountain,
Whence the healing stream doth flow;
Let the fire and cloudy pillar
Lead me all my journey through.
Strong Deliverer, strong Deliverer,
Be Thou still my Strength and Shield;
Be Thou still my Strength and Shield.

Lord, I trust Thy mighty power,
Wondrous are Thy works of old;
Thou deliver’st Thine from thralldom,
Who for naught themselves had sold:
Thou didst conquer, Thou didst conquer,
Sin, and Satan and the grave,
Sin, and Satan and the grave.

When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside;
Death of deaths, and hell’s destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan’s side.
Songs of praises, songs of praises,
I will ever give to Thee;
I will ever give to Thee.

Musing on my habitation,
Musing on my heav’nly home,
Fills my soul with holy longings:
Come, my Jesus, quickly come;
Vanity is all I see;
Lord, I long to be with Thee!
Lord, I long to be with Thee!

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Posted by on April 30, 2011 in conversations of the common man


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