Wednesday, July 16, 2008

In quest of "Missing You"


  1. What is meant by “missing you”? How grave is the word “miss”? The introspection is doing the round since I have read one of my buddies’ custom message on GTalk which read "She was the prettiest one, save a sad song for her. Benazir we will miss you."



    Yeah, as you all know the charismatic leader has been assassinated yesterday in Rawalpindi. Sad enough, the poor lady appearing to be the meatiest part in this post is nothing but the catalyst to delve deep into the sea of “miss u”. Sorry Ms Bhutto, to “use” you even after you have left the mortal world. May your soul rest in peace. Amin!


    me: lol

    Godspeed: ??

    me: benazir missed by an indian- be-nazir act indeed

    Godspeed: beauty is not bound by boundaries and LOCs all this after im pro musharraf

    me: there r 1000s of beauties like benazir she was intelligent. pretty. assassinated

    Godspeed: but there aint 100s of Benazirs...

    me: am shocked.thats all

    Godspeed: am not ...she had the guts to live thru all the heats..and not chicken away...leaders are different...

    me: but to be missed by a common Indian...balderdash


    (meanwhile, mirza’s take on the issue of missing Miss Bhutto :

    me: aaaargh she is dead. assassinated. am shocked. but y what more? she was never from us "She was the prettiest one, save a sad song for her. Benazir we will miss you." this is wat one of my pals has written on his custom msg……………………………………………………………………………mirza: ask the pal to go and fall in the deepest darkest part of hellbenazir is waiting thr)



    Godspeed: ye its human too. the person u keep seeing on tv and read about in evry daily. suddenly u hear she is dead...sounds a little more realistic than falling in love with some spanish actor ........

    me: that makes u miss her

    Godspeed: unheard in the wide world of english speakers

    me: dint know the profundity of ur immature self

    Godspeed: ye .......sachin retires .....wont we miss himganguly dropped

    me: sachin will be missed by all the cricket lovers

    Godspeed: dont we miss him

    me: benazir will be missed by common pakis. but us?dont be ridiculous

    Godspeed: you are a very closed minded baffon expand your horizon...babe

    me: u missed another "o"

    Godspeed: how can u question whether i miss her or not...

    me: coz of this"She was the prettiest one, save a sad song for her. Benazir we will miss you."think rationally

    Godspeed: ye

    me: she was definitely not ur every nite fancy but bernal is most of the time

    Godspeed: if we can listen to songs like Candle in the wind ...

    me: i enjoyed his presence on screen

    Godspeed: thts ur problem

    me: dont dare compare him to that corrupt woman

    Godspeed: i used to find her charismatic....man ... u dont identify doesnt mean no one does..

    me: even i find her charismatic, that doesnt mean we indians r goin to MISS her

    Godspeed: To miss someone you cant have any conditions applied. wat corrupt...

    me: yea wat corrupt

    Godspeed: she is a courageous leader

    me: even we r corrupt

    Godspeed: ye evry one is

    me: oh yeah courage comes b4 corruption. be courageous to be corrupt

    Godspeed: ye sure ye the first female leader of an islamic state..take some balls

    me: and y do u hav prob wid my falling in love wid the mexican actor?yeah bernal is mexican not spanish

    Godspeed: i dont have problems with your third world dreams

    me: oh 3 rd world and pakistan is...in the 1st rung... wow

    Godspeed: i never said wat is wat. just said third world

    me: coz ?

    Godspeed: pakistan is more in news than mexico, more powerful as a nation

    me: mexico is third world state, yeah, coz of laden how honorable

    Godspeed: a little more GDP than mexico

    me: plz dont bring economics here

    Godspeed: third world is economics

    me: u may now say swiss r culturally richer than indians! i dont care

    me: mexico= frida, maya, colors, tequila, life pakistan= veils, army rule, dark ages

    Godspeed: it is ideally natural to identify with pakistanis than with mexicans on the other side of the world

    me: how fascinating it is to hear that u second our neighbour

    Godspeed: i have a lot of paki friends

    me: so do i

    Godspeed: and i talk to them over ph..wanna find out how much they are like us..

    me: that doesn’t mean we will prefer the state to Mexico

    Godspeed: i don wanna know bout Mexico...simple i kno lots of pakis

    me: then dont compare it wid that al Qaeda land

    Godspeed: i kno the situation there pakistan is not al Qaeda land

    me: so u put pakistan ahead of mexico...how logical

    Godspeed: then bengal is a naxal state

    me: so?

    Godspeed: any day my neighbours

    me: bengal isnt run by some general

    Godspeed: if pakistan plays any other country i support them.

    ex general

    get ur records rite

    me: here u can ogle at women...poor paki men, all they can do is to be lost in the darkness of veils

    Godspeed: thts misconception

    me: oh ex.....i am so happy to know

    Godspeed: pakistani majority is like us

    its a few islamic radicals

    me: that doesnt mean we will bring that country ahead of mexico

    Godspeed: and benazir & nawaz sharif was trying power on the radical support

    me: that doesnt permit u to insult my admiration for Bernal

    Godspeed: the radicals dont want musharraf

    musharraf is himself very western and liberal

    me: plz i know the contemporary history of paki

    Godspeed: insult...... vernal not interested with some culture

    i donno these are as good as hebrew to me...

    me: coz u r hardly interested in oder cultures

    Godspeed: im not unrealistically obsessed like you are

    im not

    i sell to ppl of my land

    me: wet dreaming benazir is so rational....i never knew

    Godspeed: i don have time for anything

    wet dreaming.....it aint so .....even if

    me: u do hav time to be a part of a brawl for winning a lost case

    Godspeed: doesn’t matter win or lose

    our neighbour thtts period

    me: who cares

    Godspeed: neighbour ********************** global culture *******be open to ideas and respect others likings

    me: plz dont try to sell me ur ridiculous custom msg

    Godspeed: tui jerokom 1000 reasons dite parbi y benaziri can also give 1000 reasons y carnal Bernal

    me: carnal bernal...wow

    i like it

    Godspeed: so dont think u r rational ..........everyone is ...

    me: ufff...u r going a diff way

    i watch bernal's pix

    i mean movies

    benazir wasnt a part of my life

    Godspeed: i like benazir as a courageous leader

    me: uff abar shei kathau admire her, respect her. i understand

    Godspeed: a female face in the radical islamic world

    me: but how can u miss her when she played no part in ur life?

    Godspeed: a leader who embraced death for her ppl

    tho i feel musharraf is a better leader for pakistan

    how can u say she hasnt

    she taught me a lesson

    nothing shud deter you from pursuing your goal

    a small lesson but a lesson

    me: and u will miss her

    Godspeed: tht cud make my life different

    me: i doubt if u really mean the word "miss"

    Godspeed: miss simple word miss her in the newspapers miss the issues miss her on tv

    me: mis(s)understand

    Godspeed: miss about reading about her in the forthcoming elections

    me: how praiseworthy

    Godspeed: thts ur mistake with english

    miss is a simple word

    me: benazir is bestowing blessings n love on u from hell

    Godspeed: fuck off



    .........As soon as Godspeed uttered the four letter word, it was he who disappeared! Must be the supernatural power of Ms Bhutto…a modern, smart, intelligent lady with occidental outlook can hardly bear her ardent fan across the border using abusive language…that too to an innocent meek vulnerable soul.



    After coming to learn about the heated episode:

    mirza: u know in this heat, u missed out poor rawalpindi local(Mr. Shoaib Akhtar).

    He def deserved a mention

    me: hey i was thinking of him wen i heard of the venue

    i will blog it but mirza honestly tell me if u dont fancy benazir, how can u miss her being an afghan cave dweller?

    mirza: is that a trick question?

    me: nah just reply that

    mirza: you don’t miss someone no cause they are dictators or some hosh posh politician..just how close they were to you

    me: exactly...thats wat my point is

    how can u miss her? u may feel sorry for her.

    but miss...thats a big word

    mirza: anyways..probably all he needs is a quite thinking over and he will be through

    me: and he is a senior copywriter!

    mirza: well lets start with a resignation!



    -(previously posted at "The Shepherdess and The Wolf" on December 28, 2007)

Nostalgia


I woke up on a rain washed grey morn

To wish ‘bonjour tristesse’,

To my utter surprise, a yellow glow worm

Impatient in my bosom, crept on a fresh page of the diary.


Pink was I then, renée from a forgettable affair,

The glow worm reaped the nugget of the heart

And some interstellar words were born

Unknown, almost strangers to banal life.


Innumerable hours, numerous moments and some ineffaceable memoirs

Have passed since then;

Some words are still born, some words, sardonic and cynical.

The yellow is all sallow,

The pink remains, yet the source is different,

So does the page…although the worm has suddenly disappeared

In the twilight of the memory.

Love


She used to sit on that park bench

Under the purple colored cherry tree

And when the zephyrs smiled at her,

Her hair smelled of perfumed petals.


She used to have a special liking for saraband;

With her slow steps danced the edge of her red petticoat.

The winking champagne in her hand

Sent bevy of bubbles to kiss her virgin lips.


Necropolis is her new abode.

She has an ocassional liking for sarcophagus;

Who can tell salad days won't resurrect again?

Only to fall asleep by lullabies of the tears of the moon.

Reaching out where the streets have no name


Which is more important? Society or desire? Social norms or dark, deep desires that run in our veins- our veins transforming into blue-black cold desires….they pain us, they pain us a lot….yes!...but with the pain comes the pleasure…..the haunting pleasure, the indispensable pleasure…the indelible pleasure……pleasure that enamors our reveries….pleasure we crave for…yet… alas! We are mere puppets in the hands painted with dry sepia fluid, in the hands of the society adorned with necrophilia…..society, the cage…the cage that ensnares the desire-birds!....and we are the brokers, the losers in the market of desire-catchers…….