Independence

Its on brain drain, written on 15th August.

The day was like any other,
I woke up without worries or bother.
Today is the independence day,
It marks our freedom, they say.
Pondering over words, I walked,
across the street some hooligans talked,
"Independence," one said, "Means we can do anythig,"
"Wrong, Independence." the other replied, "It means, we are forbidden to do many thing"
Suddenly it dawned on me and I realised,
An independant country our forefathers visualised.
But did we achieve what we had set for,
Did we gain what we wish for?
Patroitism and democracy are the things off the past,
Today corruption and drug addiction sure do last.
The politicians blabber about things they will do,
But keeping the promise is the virtue of the few.
The youth now laughs his way out of the pain,
and they say our country has a big brain drain.
All the power has lot of fun,
enjoying it are the leaders son.
So is this independence, I ask you,
Can we make a difference, remain a few?
Try to change the system, and the system changes you,
I am leaving the country, when are you?

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Gandhi-giri

This poem as a tribute to MK Gandhi, on Oct 2nd 2006

Modern world, modern times,
with clock tick our feet rhymes,
Fast food, fast train, faster lives,
Even they have stepped outside, the traditional house wives.
But in this fast age,
We have locked ourself in a self-made cage,
Problem pop out at a faster pace,
creating trouble in our super race.
Do we have solution, people ask,
Tackling issues is a tiresome task.
The solution was always there, just beyond our sight,
speak the truth and behave always right.
The ancient code of a noble man,
remember him if you can.
The power of right, the power of truth,
Will genereate a nobe and a sweet fruit.
This is Gandhi-giri, the power of the right,
Will solve problems without any fight,
Never see, hear or speak wrong,
Will make you happy and very strong.
Live life with truth and honesty,
you will climb the sucess tree instantly.
You will start having lesser fears,
You will stop shedding any more tears.
Welcome to the world of Gandhi-giri.
No one is boss nor any gunda-giri.
Lets vow to make this world a better place to live,
where honesty, truth and nobility are alive!!!

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Holi halla...

Ok i am not that much keen on playing holi. Tell me, will you wake up at 6:00 in the morning only to get drenched in colours?? naah, not me. I prefer the coziness of my bed.
But anyways, some of my friends planned for Holi day celebration in a water park near my house.
Not a bad idea, holi was on saturday so we all geared up on friday, I spend the whole afternoon to inform many of my friends and i get confirmation of 5 of them.
Out of the blue on firday evening, I hear the rotaract club district is also coming there...how convineint...i convinced myself, its ok. Not a problem. Hota hai...and all that.
The next morning i wake up and reach the spot to find our party has taken over by radio mirchi.
Now what kind of idiot serves free alcohol in a swimming pool?? you guessed it right, its radio mirchi.
They server alcohol and also was a welcome drink to all. I wonder how many people pissed in the pool.
Anyways, thats fine I enjoyed the whole day with nice pool and all that.
But I know one person who didn't enjoy the Holi, he was kicked in his ass by the bouncers of man power.
One idiot threw a kingfisher bottle broken into the pool and it cut my finger of leg. Not a big deal, but soon i found the whole bottle (diving into the pool of color)
One bevdi girl started dancing with me, having no idea who i was. Later she came to senses and jumped into pool.
So in short, it was fun to see all the bevdas making fun of themself and i have some nice pics. Even the DJ had to ask for help.
Will load them soon...

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