My experiments with NSS

Hello folks! I am writing a bit too infrequently nowadays but the summer heat has made me too lazy. However, I found some time this May to do something for the society. Of course, the NSS work began with the lust of hours and the aim to complete them soon enough. But what I saw during those visits, I guess that really got me involved. Let us see how...

That was a day that really had me turned
I was just thinking about some petty hours
But when I went for the field work
The sights i saw
simply made my heart churn

I went over to Rohini
musing over a wasted day
but what i saw there
I forgot to be bored
and made my eyes somewhat runny

I just though it to be some stupid job
But when I saw those houses
(if you could call them so)
I was like, my God
there's nothing here even to rob

Those people out there
what they were facing i hope none do
they didn't even  qualify as poor
they were miserable
cos some of them didn't even own a freaking chair

They had managed themselves a shelter
but i couldn't even dream of living in them
cos not only were they unhygenic,
in some cases, even a dog's 'home'
seemed a lot better

And there lives were even worse
some were old abandoned parents
other with no eyesight or maybe no ears
some even had crippled sons to support
it seemed as if they had been given a curse

But despite all these sights
the strangest seems the fact 
that although they said nothing about their lives
their eyes seemed to plead
they seemed to beg for someone to free them from their plights

But well, who cares for them right
we have our own life to handle
clear exams, get good jobs etc...
but now these problems seem stupid
cos now i see the world in a new light

Our problems are not worth the issue
we cry over lost marks or opportunities
but they don't cry over their lives
they have a right but they don't
rather they silently wipe their tears off a tissue

so once in a while, moving away from us
we need to lend them a hand
They may have got themselves a roof
but believe me a 'thela' is no home
and that's not what anybody deserves

the shelf of their happiness can be filled
but it requires a little help from you
just remember the motto
'service before self'
and I'm sure one day they'll have a filled shelf

Signing off...
A NSS Volunteer

PS
1) It really was an enlightening trip down to those slums. A hearty thanks to Arushi and Lovejeet for that.
2) It really gives you peace to know that you could help the society in some way. So please contribute.

prepaid वालों का दर्द

This post was intended a long time back and refers to my old days of 11th and 12th when i used to here this phrase quite too often " तू क्या जाने prepaid वालों का दर्द". This post is dedicated to all those whose balance I wasted without realising the state of their hearts...

Ah, i still remember those times
that I spent on the phone
chatting away merrily
not realising for once that it was the other one who had called
until they finished the call coldly
when they were finally angered
saying " तू क्या जाने prepaid वालों का दर्द "

Ah, i still remember those times
i never understood what was the problem
no one retaliated to long calls when i was the caller
but they cut it short when it was their turn
until i was made to realise that it was the plans that differ
when my pondering they answered

saying " तू क्या जाने prepaid वालों का दर्द "

Ah, i still remember those times
when the difference was finally sinking in
but even then i chatted along
as it was now all the more fun

cos i knew i was doing wrong

by leaving their balance simply shattered

saying " अब मैं जानता हूँ prepaid वालों का दर्द " :P

Signing off...
A postpaid customer

PS
1) This one's dedicated especially to kishan who even continues saying this to me
2) Better shift to postpaid connections :P

No Tobacco Day - Please Quit Smoking

Its been a really long time since I had last scribbled on this notepad. Its been quite an eventful 2nd semester at IITD about which I will tell you soon. As for today, I thought I might republish my earlier poem as an appeal for people to quit smoking. So here it goes dedicated to all the smokers reading it...

Smokers say कि सुट्टे से मिलती है ख़ुशी

but what they don't realise is
कि सुट्टा मारने के बाद
वो  हो  जाते हैं थोड़े pushy,
थोड़े  agressive, थोड़े  moody

Smokers say कि सुट्टे से मिलता है मज़ा
but what they don't realise is
कि उनके पास वालों के लिए
उनका धुआं बन जाता है सज़ा
and they get cancer as a जज़ा

Smokers say कि सुट्टे से मिटती है उनकी भूंक

but what they don't realise is
कि धुआं जब अन्दर जाता है
तो अन्दर का सब जाता है सूख
in your every deadly फूँक

smokers say कि सुट्टा छोड़ा नहीं जाता
but what they don't realise is
कि उसे छोड़ना है ज़रूरी
इसीलिए मैं  ये message हूँ लाता
कि हो determination तो बंदा सुट्टे को ज़रूर छोड़ है पाता

please understand my message

cos what you do have to realise is

that smoking kills and leaving it
will definitely increase your age
says medical books' every page

Signing off...
A friend of all smokers

PS
1) Currently in my 2 and a half month vacation from college. Hope to blog more in the coming days. :)
2) Even if a single person reading this poem quits smoking, I will count that as my success

The eyes that said everything

Quiet like to my previous post(and exceptionally coincidental), I encountered another pair of eyes with a slight difference - the difference lied in the fact that these said everything that maybe could be said by words alone. They proved that 'Actions do speak louder than words' ...

Our plans were a bit different
We were waiting for something to start
But what actually started was not
For what we had come with our heart

But still, we thought of giving it a shot
And sit back and enjoy the act
So we did view the performance
Which was not initially in out pact

And gosh, it was really worth the chance
Cos what we saw amazed us to no level
The rhythmic feet and the perfect hands
And The eyes which were really a marvel

And then began the story of some other lands
Other lands I may be saying
But each and every bit was clear as crystal
as if the eyes were with our minds playing

Nothing could be more subtle
Each and every emotion clearly portrayed
Which added to the story's richness
And dazed by those eyes our heads swayed

The eyes had given the story harness
Which controlled its path throughout
So that the toughest of toughest scenes
Could be clearly depicted without a doubt

The eyes moved like fast machines
Capable of achieving any task
But they had the human touch
And hence there was nothing more for us to ask

Our knowledge of the talent was zero as such
But still every part of it seemed known
The credit goes to those wonderful eyes
Which said everything they wanted to, alone

Signing off...
A mesmerised viewer

PS
1) A complete coincidence that I actually saw these 2 opposite pair of 'talking' eyes :)
2) The above mentioned eyes were of 'Rama Vaidyanathan' who left us spellbound by her breath taking Bharatnatyam performance at IIT Delhi.

The eyes trying to say something

Those big, round eyes have completely put me under a spell. Like its popularly said उसने अपनी आखों से जादू कर डाला. I can spend my whole day gazing into them trying to understand what they want to say to me.

But whose eyes am I talking about? Let me tell you....

Those eyes, really big ones
Hoping on hope that someone would understand.
Eyes trying to say it all sometimes with the assistance of a hand

Big, bright and beautiful
Is how his eyes look to me
Gazing holding some mystery

Eyes show clearly that they want to tell you something
Yet no one seems to understand him
Eager to tell his small stories
Sounds start accompanying his eyes' whim

O' god, it really hurts me to an extent great
For I can't see him so desperate

Time passes by but he can't explain
How to tell the big ones my words
Eying all around in search of a method in vain

Little by little we do comprehend a bit
I say what his actons upon my mind hit
Then slowly slowly he starts smiling
That's when he indicates that we've got the thing
Little though it maybe but finally those
Eyes could say their poetry or prose

But who is this, about whom I don't tire writing about
O dear readers its my new cousin just 2 months old
Year it will take at least before his stories can actually be told

Signing off...

A big brother

PS

1) I don't think I fared well in my last attempt. Hope this one is well received :)

2) Hey people. Please suggest some good names of my new cousin starting with दी.

When the clock strikes 11:55

Its been really a long time since  last wrote here. In fact its been 2 months now. I'm into my mid sem break now. Hope you are eager to here more because I'm extremely eager to write some words on this casual notepad of mine. So here goes a small poem which is attached very deeply to the life of all Computer Science people here at IITD.....

As the clock approaches 11:55
All our bodily functions seem to speed up
Our fingers move on the keypad
as bees in a beehive
when the clock approaches 11:55

As the clock approaches 11:55
the heart seems to fluuter loudly
as if dancing to the jive
when the clock approaches 11:55

As the clock approaches 11:55
our mind seems to think much better
and the ideas come out much faster
and into a world of algos* we dive
when the clock approaches 11:55

As the clock approaches 11:55
and we find ourselves unable to fight
we roam about here and there 
to find an assignment on which we could thrive
when the clock approaches 11:55

As the clock slowly ticks to 11:55
and the assignment is finally complete
we quicly submit it and thank god
that we could survive
when the clock finally strikes 11:55

Signing off...
A CS 1st year student

PS
1) Writing after a long time, hope it was not too bad.....
2) I'm sure CS guys must have remembered all their past assignment submissions while reading this :D
3) Comments and experiences invited :)

*algos = computer algorithms

Farewell!!!

No friends, I'm not going away. The title indicates my farewell from home as I'm going back to college tomorrow :). It also indicates a temporary break from frequent blogging. But nevertheless, this is not the last words that you'll get from me :P

It hurts to say goodbye
But I've to go back to IIT
where time just seems to fly
doing some work and study
and at the same time doing bakaiti

It hurts to say hasta la vista
But I've to go back to IIT
near which we have a barista
where we spend some time free
over a cup of tea or coffee

It hurts to bid farewell
But I've to go back to IIT
where we experience both heaven and hell
because it has both the hostel मस्ती
and the pressure of getting a good CG*

But all I hope that all goes great
in this new semester , this new year
I'll definitely try to bring my CG to 8
so that I won't always have to fear
and end another semester in tear.

Signing off...
Abhishek Tayal
A-9,
Aravali Hostel,
IIT Delhi.

PS
1) I'll definitely return but not as often as I could in the holidays.
2) Hope you continue to like me and read and suggest my words to others even when I'm away.

*CG = CGPA(Cumulative Grade Point Average) which is the method of evaluation in the IIT.

MMXI

Well, the googlers might have figured out my title easily but for those who didn't, its the roman representation for 2011 (as potrayed in google's latest doodle). So here's me wishing all of my readers a very Happy and Prosperous new year...

Here's wishing you all a Happy New Year
As usual, time just flew by without us knowing
Passing away all in a whirlwind
Possibly for me one of the most life changing
Year 2010 saw me swim through tests as if I was finned

Much more work lies ahead of me this year
More tasks need to be finished, but
Xperience of 2010 was something full of both fun and fear
In which I had both ranks and party cakes waiting to be cut

This year I should be making a resolution to study
O God, but that's what in 2010 I did in plenty

A. Tayal now craves for a change from the hectic routine
Looms ahead a great trouble for me if I go for the change, but
Lies in the change, the way of life that's the best for a teen :D

Signing off...
A. Tayal

PS- I know its pretty lame but its is the first post of the year. Hope its well received :D

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL!!!

The words of the little me-5

Friends, this is the very last time that you'll find master Abhishek yield his pen on my blog. Hope your journey with him has been great. So i present you the very last time, Master Abhishek...

Hi all. This is the very last time that you'll be seeing my words. I'm a bit sad but what can I do, bhaiya has to go to IIT on Monday. But nevertheless hope you this one. It's titled 'mother earth'

Our mother Earth,
is the best of all.
She pulls us up,
not letting us fall.

She is made of
water and land
holding us all
in her hand.

She is nice,
beautiful and green.
We should d our best
to keep her clean.

She gives us food
to drink and eat.
Now she is heavy,
we should make her a seat.

Bye all...
Abhishek Tayal
Class V-C

PS
1) This should have come first as its of class 5(and hence really childish). But nevertheless its better late than never... :)
2) Hoped you liked this last attemp of him.( Please like his last attempt for his sake :) )

The bullet marks on the wall

Well friends you may have guessed it by the title that I'll be taking you all to Jallianwala Bagh today. It really grieved my heart to see those marks as it reminded me of General dyer and his infamous deed. Hope his soul never rests in peace......

The only sound to be heard that day
was of those deadly bullets that Dyer fired
it even deadened the sound of the screaming
of the poor Indians who got killed that day

13th April was the date that day
the Indians had just gathered in a silent procession
but Dyer had to show off the English strength
for which he could get no better day

when all people unaware of the curfew that day
had come to the jallianwala bagh for a meeting
Dyer then sealed the only enrance and
killed nearly 1000 people in a single day

Alas, it was really a tragic day
people running here and there to save their lives
but with the only entrance sealed
many jumped into the well that day

1650 rounds of bullets were fired that day
on a harmless crowd of nearly 15000
who just wanted to protest against the rowlatt act
but it was simply the wrong day

Why have i emphasised the word day?
cos that's the most important thing to be remembered
it was 13.04.1919 that all this happened
and I salute those who were martyered this very Day.

Signing off...
A. Tayal

PS- No PS today as such. Just remorse for the losses that shouldn't have occurred :( :( :(

A dip of holiness

Continuing with my Amritsar tip I would today take you all to the sacred and glorious Golden Temple. Though my title may have been literal for many there who actually took a dip in the holy lake not even caring about the chilling weather that too at 4AM. Nevertheless for me the title is metaphoric. just being there was like drowning in holiness. A blanket of peace and serenity surrounds us and we experience ultimate bliss. Well, let me explain.......

It was very early that morning(3 AM)
the sky outside was all black
I was sure I was dreaming
because me getting up early
chances were slack :D

But who could have neglected god's call
we all got ready in that early hour
and reached in time to get the shuttle
which took us to the golden temple at 4
which from our hotel was not very far

We reached there early and fresh
and quickly removed our footwear
then into the temple we went
after having washed our feet
in a small pool in open air

Once inside the world seemed to become quiet
all seemed pure and serene
the godly feeling lulled over us
as if we had a hand on our head and
eyes watching every scene

We took a round around the main temple
took prasad and finally entered
as we went closer the more holy it all felt
and once we were in the main chamber
only on god was my attention centered

the pull of the feeling was very strong
and I sat just there for a long while
and soon even saw Guru Granth Sahib
being brought in a grand procession
which made my heart silently smile

Then I silently made my depart
though unwillingly but I was finally out
eating the prasad of halwa
which tasted like the best thing I had ever had
in all it was all heavenly without doubt.

Signing off...
A. Tayal

PS
1) A small line on Tees Maar Khan
Definitely brainless and no logical acting but best to pass time and laugh out loud but only if you have it in you to laugh at the stupidity :D
2) I must urge you all to a definite visit to Amritsar :)

Unhoisting the flag

Well readers, its been many days since I came back from Amritsar but its today that I'm going to write a post on my experience there. Today I'm going to elaborate my visit to wagah border and the retreat ceremony that occurs everyday there in the evening done jointly by the Indian and Pakistani soldiers. I must say 1 thing before I start, that to experience true patriotism one must visit wagah border once. Rest you can see now......

You must have seen many a times
the Indian flag being hoisted in ceremonies
But it was the 1st time I saw it being unhoisted
in a ceremony just as much grand
that too where both borders stand

Both of course refers to India and Pakistan
where else did you expect such a drama
but what a show it was I must admit
i didn't feel a little bit bored
and the spirit of patriotism simply soared

You may not be getting the feel right now
but once you see the guards march
and the crowd sing national songs with unity and joy
you feel a surge of energy in you
one feels that you should do something for our country too

The faces of the soldiers are something to be seen
filled with intense anger and emotion is what we can clearly see
it shows that they can do anything for the country
be it giving their own lives or taking others
but pledged they have to protect this lands' daughters and mothers

Well what to say about the actual ceremony
people were singing and dancing with joy
and the soldiers made great formations
but the best was the exact coordination on both sides
and the beat of their foots came as strong tides

then there was a small competition going on
as to which side's general could shout for a longer time
and see who stopped first and who went on
the winning side then erupted in a roar
and expected wins some more

In about 30 minutes or so
the flags were finally unhoisted
while doing so each side felt great respect for its nation
tears welled up in many eyes
and I urge even you all to go there to see what there lies

Signing off...
A true Indian

PS
1) Life is a lot of fun post inter IIT which has neglected me from my duties towards web development and I find myself not up to the mark in it these days. Sorry Anant Sir...
2) Now that I've started with my Amritsar experiences expect the next few posts all related to it :)

The words of the little me-4

Well folks, this is the 2nd last time that I'll be allowing master Abhishek to write something. But nevertheless I hope you'll still remember him and his sweet little poems :)

Hi all! I would like to say something about my poem today. I don't want to hurt anyone but I do not really understand the reason of this unexceptional fame that cricket seems to claim. Why should it be allowed to crow over all other sports in India especially Hockey which is our national game. So with this thought in mind I present before you all this small poem on 'Cricket'.......

Cricket is a game
which has a great fame
though it has nothing in it
its just the ball we have to hit

It has a bat and a ball
and eleven players to call
Some stumps and wicket
ready to be hit

The fielders fill the ground
the bowler ready to throw the ball round
the bats men ready with their long bat
the keeper ready to leap on the ball like a cat

The batsmen making runs fast
but the bowlers not letting them long last
When all bats men are gone
the teams change inside the lawn

Then the other bowls and the other bats
ready to fight like dogs and cats
So you see it is a silly game
and has a silly fame

Bye all...
Abhishek Tayal
IX-G

PS
1) As you might've noticed the little boy of sixth has reached ninth now :D
2) Cricket lovers please don't be enraged. I do understand that this post came at a really wrong time especially after Sachin's feat but its all the buzz about cricket that made him write this.

Rendezvous 2010

Just came back after a short visit to IIT(which explains the long gap since the last post). Witnessing the inter IIT was great and the cultural nights were awesome.
Well as voted for in the post 'Behind the web' today's topic will definitely be Rendezvous 2010. Though it'll be very difficult to explain the fun and enjoyment we had, in words, but I'll try my best......

Rendezvous, ah well, where should I start I don't know
Every moment in it was extremely memorable
Night outs proved even better than the days where bakait
Dudes like us were sprawled across the insti each chatting their own fables.
Events like kaleidoscope, blitzkrieg, spectrum and pro nite were awesome
Zeal was something that was not lost by anyone those 4 days
Variety of competitions occurred before the excitement at night
Of course, many were great fun like the group songs and the plays
Using mental skills one could even win some quizzes and word games
Sleep was something that came to no one but not one got fatigued.
2 days will always be remembered by me 1 when, of my friends
0 had got passes but still they were somehow(can't be revealed) entered
1 more was the night when came the great KK to rock our soul.
0 are the reasons I have to not be waiting for he next installment of this rock and roll.

Signing off...
A. Tayal

PS
1) A big congo to sachin for his 50th test 100!!! He is really a god in cricket.
2) Inter IIT was really fun. I'm glad it occurred while I was here :)
3) Acrostics really feel fun :D

The words of the little me-3

Well its Thursday again my friends and this time I remembered the day and hence I am handing you all over to the little me. So here we go. Enjoy!!!

Hi all!!! I am back and this time on the right day :). I am going to go a bit serious today and write a poem of mine which holds a message. Hope you like it and follow it. So here's my poem titled 'Usage of Mind'.

Everyone has a mind
which we just has to wind
and get it started
so that it does not get parted

When we'll use it
we'll never fall in a pit
of mud or sand
and get a helping hand

To use it is a must
or it'll get rust
and will fill with dust
so please trust

So please believe me
because usage of mind is the key
to success for me
and for you also it will be.

Bye all!!!
Abhishek Tayal
Class VI-C

PS
1) I need a tie breaker vote on the previos blog. Till I get it I'll be posting on topics other than those 3.
2) Hoped you liked master Abhishek's post. He can be thoughtful sometimes :)
Also I feel I should learn from this poem to improve my grades next semester :D.
3) I returned today from Amritsar and for some time now you may get posts related to what all I saw in Amritsar. ;)

Behind the web

Well as I had said "expect a post on web development soon", so here it is.
Phew! It feels great after having completed my latest task and it feels even better to see my pieces of codes work. It really feels really great being behind the curtain and see the actual pain taken to produce a decent web page. Even a few lines on the web page may mean many several lines of work behind it. Even when I write this blog I wonder the work the programmers must have made(and the immense database they must be having) to develop blogger.com. Hats off to them(them is not just the people behind blogger but all such great sites).


How great it feels being able to decipher
that what goes behind a web page today
because now, even I'm a web developer
and its not just coding but smart coding is what I'll say

Now that I myself have written some codes
I now see fun in viewing the page source
but sadly I then realise that since I don't yet know hoards
a part of it seems to me like a code in Morse

In my past I thought that all this is a creation of HTML
but after learning different things now i see
that HTML alone is useless and we need JAVA and SQL
or maybe XML, AJAX, CSS or PHP

Although I've done a lot now but its still not enough
Its not a child's play as I once thought
doing scripting and validation can be really tough
especially when you keep getting errors long and short

I think there's not much more to say than to do
if you also like coding then this art you should learn
its not really easy as I've already warned you
but it will definitely be exciting and full of fun

Signing off...
A budding web developer

PS
1) If some of the terms felt alien to you then better see more about them a w3schools.com. They are all a part of the web developing that I do.
2) I'll take leave from you dear readers for 3 days as I'm off on a family vacation to Amritsar. See you after that with more of my words!!!
3) As I'll be away for 3 days I'll like you guys to choose one of the topics that my next post should be on.
a) corruption b) Faridabad c) rendezvous 2010
give your votes in comments below :)

Sandwiched between the jam

Well friends, we usually find jam in a sandwich but on the GT road we find ourselves sandwiched between the jam. After having just returned from such a terrible jam which was worse than usual owing to the wedding season I would like to analyse the disastrous situation on such a national highway. In fact I've thought about it a several times that how does a jam actually start on a road where once the traffic was flowing smoothly. Let me present my views the way I do it......

What exactly is a jam?
To a child it may be an ingredient
used in sandwiches just like cheese and ham
but to most of the Indians today
it is the chaos on the roads that all see
and once you're caught, you're caught I daresay

How to end this nonsense?
A child may innocently say
finish it off in a gulp immense
but for general indian traveler
it is no less than a maze
crossing which is a big adventure

Where does it come from?
A child's view on this will be
that the source is a bottle or maybe a factory
But to most of the people on the street
the origin of this mess is a big mystery
that how do we suddenly have a cars' fleet

Then to these children I explain what's the fuss
that what they mean is the jam we eat
but we are talking about the jam that eats us
Some occurs due the vehicles that get broke in between
some come due to numerous roads conjoining on the same road
all which lead to crowding of cars umpteen

To prevent all this we need to keep our vehicles strong
so that they do not cause others trouble
also try to keep away from driving in ways wrong
we should also make use of public transport more
buses and metros are the best option or maybe pool cars
so that we can reduce these vehicles galore

Signing off...
A victim of traffic jams

PS- Please share any incidents that have happened with you during these jams. And definitely comment if you have never faced one in your life.

The words of the little me-2

This post should have come yesterday but the day completely slipped out of mind. This has really upset master Abhishek so I decided to give him his space today at least. So I hand over to a sulking little boy. Hope this will cheer him....

Hi all! I'm कट्टा with bhaiya. He promised me to give his 'notepad' to me every Thursday and he wrote something on it yesterday himself. Though I can see he is sorry and has given me his lappy today but I'm still upset. But I hope you all like this small poem of mine titled 'Nature'

How beautiful is this nature
and is my every illness' cure
My eyes want to see t more
and it is really very pure

Rivers, valleys, trees and hills
and lovely golden daffodils
with fishes that breathe with gills
which are being destroyed because of factories and mills

It gives us enough
to drink and eat
Plants give us food
and animals give us meat

So save this nature
and handle it with care
because it gives us enough for our need
but not our greed

Bye all.
Abhishek Tayal
Class VI-C

PS-Hope this post being published will finally give him peace. Also comment or follow to make him happier.

Music

The topic might be looking a bit too broad a topic but music takes me to wonderland and is almost as broad for me as is the real environment my senses percieve. Music is also a reason for me not writing a post yesterday apart from the webdeveloping which continues and a small bout of illness. I've been a bit involved in music today and yesterday(more than normal) just to reduce the stress from webdev and fever. Well let me shed some more light on the relationship I share with music......

My great part of life is devoted to music my friends
Unknowingly somehow the musical notes crept into me someday
Since then I sing and instruments like harmonium I play
I was trained by my musical grandma initially
Class 1 it was when I started my practices officially

I went through musical training at many different places
So my musical journey and growth went thorugh many phases

My journey finally lead me my true guru
Yes! My heart exclaimed because वहां से मेरी तरक्की हुई शुरू

Life took a turn for the best once I found him as my guide
In no time at all a few competions made me swell with pride
Future started seeming much better than my past
Exists something in me that I can showcast

Further in life I matured in music and thought to expand it more
Other instuments like tabla and keyboard as well I started to play
Remaining I do hope to try till on this Earth I stay

Music is now an integral part of me and I drown in it whenever I want
Eases all my stress, sadness and troubles this music god grant

Signing off...
A musician

PS-
1) Webdeveloping is on a low these days with me having to struggle with a few things. As my friend Aditya said, we are being AJAXed(AJAX is a browser scripting tool)
2) A big thanks to Arjun Attam. He today introduced me to the term acrostic which is the style of poetry I sometimes use where the 1st letters of the lines make up something else
3) This post was actually meant for Thursday but I see that it has become Friday by the time I finished :D

Band, Baaja, Baraat

Don't think I'm going to talk about the stupid movie Band, Baaja, Baraat(and its exceptionally stupid actor). What I'm gonna talk about is a bit about the modern Indian weddings. With the advent of the wedding season and having received invitations to a few I will take this post as an oppurtunity to realise the truth behind all the band, baaja and baraat and also see if we can do without it too(which I believe, we definitely can) ......

A wedding is definitely  time to celebrate

but is it necessary to be done this way

in  very lagre farmhouses which are really grand

which holds all type of cuisines

trying to show off their fat pay

cos the so many different foods are not a hit

all people need in the wedding food of chaat or dhoklay

A wedding is definitely a time to dance

but do we need the DJ stage

where for a long time I only see a small dancing boy

and when the gang actually comes

they don't need a floor to expel their rage

i say rage cos they are drunk which

they don't realise will bring down their age

A wedding is definitely a time to have fun

but I think that's what is lacking these days

people take a wedding more as a formality

even the host seems worked up

cos all the time he is on the run

to prove his money's might and display

his love for his daughter or son

A wedding is actually an important day

which was organised much beter in the past

where people actually rejoiced the ceremonies

even though the party was in a house

at least the couple made vows with their true heart

not like nowadays where the bond made with so much show off

sometimes doesn't even for an year last

A wedding should be seen as a day

where the dulha dulhan to each other commit

that forever they will be together

listen to each other is what they'll do

so that the jodi can be a great hit

and the elders shower their blessings

and the friends show their love saying they like it

Signing off...

A. Tayal

PS

1) A big thanks to my increasing number of followers
2) Again my today's post can be very controversial so please forgive me if it hurts someone's sentiments. You can definitely comment if you disagree.
3) Web development is really making me crazy now. Expect a post on it soon ;)