On My Mind ...

"In the midst of fleeting moments and the hustle-bustle of an ordinary day I feel the magic called 'you' ; the days of bliss, far and few. I feel you in the first rays of the new sun, awaking it's resplendent glory, I feel you in haunting notes of a soulful tune; in the happy end to a touching story. I feel you in the calm of the silvery, gibbous moon, teasing me to a cheery blush; i feel you in the high of mouthing a warm brownie, in the tang of the orange slush. I feel you in my faith in god, and his light, I feel you in the pain that jabs my heart just after a fight I feel you in the smiles you bring to my face I feel you in the higher power that sets my pulse to it's pace. I feel you in the touch of the petal,soft and velvet; I feel you in the wetness of the morning dew, I feel you in the smell of the moist grounds just after rain, I feel you in the lush green of stripped branches beginning to get leaves anew. I feel you in the lines running crisscross on my pl

They Say when you don't have words of your own, use somebody else's. Since i don't have much to say, here's a great article By Anshul Chaturvedi (Courtesy: Times of India) . "India's status as the world's largest democracy is undermined by a police force that thinks it is above the law," says Brad Adams, Asia Director of Human Rights Watch, in a recent report. I disagree. I think India's status as a democracy - irrespective of size - is firstly undermined by a political class that thinks it is above the law, by an administrative machinery that thinks it is above the law, and - going by how upset they are at being asked to divulge their financial assets - a judiciary that thinks it is above the law, too. The cops are way, way down the line. And, oh, incidentally, along the way, they get shot, too. None of the others run that risk. We have made a culture out of branding men in uniform. The local police, the central paramilitary forces, a