Monday, August 31, 2009

C Song

here C stands for Computer not for any language.


Java, .Net and PHP have fucked up My life

There is no mercy at all from Oracle, SQL side

            Keywords keep dancing all over my mind

            While programs keep waiting in compilation time

Worries have become Objects of past deeds class

Referencing each time for free memory grass

             Love has become an example of Polymorphism

             Nature keep changing but name is same

Troubles seem to undergo an unended trap

May be GOD has forgotten to put end of loop

             System.out.println have left nothing on screen

             While the scanner class can hear, variable's scream

My mind unable to Inherit the social custom

Its look like I have become a Private member

             Though execution have given some results

             But Dad says, "Error! Error! and Error!!!"



Friday, August 28, 2009

Baby Princess to Bandit Queen


The force which is giving me the thrust to write is none other the burning topic of all ages and time, GIRLS. Of any age, for any age. Right from birth, a Baby (Fairy) for her Farther and happiness for family, as a teen (princess), in the stories of school and college guys (as girl friend), as a Wife (Queen) for her husband and finally a Mother (care and concern) for the whole family and to offspring. But there are two more reasons to add, why I am writing this, are two movies: Bandit Queen (Bollywood) and Godzilla (Hollywood).

The movie Bandit Queen, so depicts the actual picture of girls in yesteryears, and even today in some part of world. Lack of individuality and treating them as a sex symbol is still in practice and can be seen, without much searching. The level of living has become so decreased and spoiled, that the well defined and most beautiful creation of GOD: The Girl, seeks help and world-wide concern for its survival and existence. But the story is not like that, it’s the greed of human race for power and fame, which has ruin the vital part of their well being. It reminds me of the great Darwin’s theory, “survival of the fittest”, but we can’t implement it here, Girls are part of the society and they should be given the same rights and honor as are there for boys. Not even in their own home neither outside they feel secure and enthusiastic to do anything of their own will. The sarcastic shadows of fear have taken such a big amount, that now many of them feel like as this miserable life, as their fate and don’t even want to fight or think ahead. They feel happy and honored in maintaining pride of the family, words of the father and husband, though whatever comes to the way, here they can fight, but not for their own.

Now I want to discuss the other part of the coin, may be many will not be with my thoughts. I am comparing here girls with the movie creature Godzilla, being toxic due to test of nuclear weapons. Here the nuclear weapons are none other than the social evils of society, which are being now-and-than tested on girls.  The obsession of girls done by man, have created entirely new specie, which I want to give the name, Beta_Girls (like beta version of software). They are more ambitious, arrogant, untrusting, and ready to mingle with many. This new version is the cause of what their race has undergone through years, and I think have ended up in this complex deformation. Where they were forced to sit at home in past, have now become ambitious. Where they were suppressed in the society have now emerged as arrogant and fighting for their name. Where they were thought as sex symbol and a slave, are now using that in capitalizing and making their easy way. They have now learnt to improvise the assets and the weaknesses of the Man. 

In my opinion it’s a high time, for us “Humans” as a whole without any discrimination of sex, to think broadly in this matter. One should now learn or implement the thing to “respect”, without any excuses or exception. The past and present should be tackled in such a way, so as to craft the Future in its best possible form. Fit for living for both sexes with harmony and enthusiasm. Eyes should reveal the care and concern, while gestures the respect.



Thursday, August 27, 2009

Looks like My Way

Broken poles, with fluctuating lights,

crippled road, with no one at sight.

               Sounds of bees & unknown creatures

               Seems like want to give me scary lectures.

Thirsty eyes searching the way

while stones below poking: "move away".

               With no energy & no hope left,

                my HEART keep beating: looks like my way...


Memories

Lonely me and Lovely you

how can I figure out something without you.

the Love, the Care that We use to share

the joy, the pleasure we use to deliver...

how can I forget your evergreen smile,

which provides energy for another mile.