Jack and Jill

The bihari version :-)


Jackwa aur Jillwa
Gaye upar Hillwa
Paani bhari ke waaste

Jackwa gir gawa,
uka khopdiya phoot gawa
aur Jillwa awat ludkan pooore raaste


ps:


Jack and Jill
went up the hill
to fetch a pail of water
what they did,
I don't know, but
when they came, they had a daughter.

I hate <b>IT</b>.

I just hate IT. IT always makes its presence felt when I least expect IT. IT always wants to be with me when the going seems to be very easy and pleasant. I never asked IT to be with me. IT is an unwanted nuisance. I would like to eliminate IT entirely from my life. Everyday, I pray to God that IT should disappear permanently. I am sure God will listen to me someday and will bring about complete destruction on IT.

IT spoils all the good things in my life. An immense amount of heartache - yes heartache, that is it, and nothing else - IT causes. If only I could strangle IT to death, crush IT, stamp on IT, mutilate IT, and dispose off IT, I would be happy.

If not, at least let me find a way to live normally even when IT is around.

Oh, just how much I hate LOSING!

Another example

Just why do I believe that media is not helping the deteriorating situation.
A retd. colonel has this to say, "The media, under the garb of 'transparency,' has been sensationalising such events, and has taken a self appointed adversarial role vis a vis the armed forces. It should take a leaf from the book of the Western media that is very, very careful when it comes to coverage of the military".(ref: this link)

Again, it may be noticed, that the mediamen are only bothered about the "news items" which can further their careers and do not apply mind, logic, heart to their obligations and responsibilities vis-a-vis their country.

ps:
Finally, Laloo has managed what he set out to do - cover up the asses of those who burnt the train at Godhra. With assembly elections approaching in Bihar and given Laloo's history of caste/religion politics, it comes as no surprise. The game of law-in-the-hands-of-politicians continues.

pps:
The game continues in TN too where Ms. Jayalalitha has the audacity to unabashedly say that she is not interfering in the Kanchi Shankaracharya's case. The day the senior Seer was released, the junior Seer was arrested who was till then not even a co-accused or a suspect! The charges - just the same as were slapped against the senior Seer - without adding a single string of evidence to the trash that was rubbished just two days prior by the Supreme Court.

We - the Indians.

Much has been said, published and displayed about the Tsunami disaster that struck our shores on the 26th of December 2004. Before we let time and distance wipe out these memories from our minds, let us look at the disaster from a new perspective. Once again, as has been witnessed in the past, the disaster affected not just those whose lives were directly affected by it, but also those who were hundreds of miles away from it. People from all over the country have come forward to extend their help to the victims of the disaster without sparing a moment to think about their caste, creed, religion, language, state, or region. This is a direct slap on the face of those politicians and reporters who seek and engrain in the minds of the people of our country that there is no more to our lives than caste, creed, religion etc. People have parted with large sums of money without thinking twice about who the money will eventually go with or whether it will indeed reach the needy at all. This is a clear indication that there is an underlying principle that binds all the people of this country and however it may be bombarded with divisive talks and ideologies, it manages to prevail in the end and guides our actions, especially in times of distress as was seen during Kargil, Gujarat earthquakes, and Tamilnadu tsunami.

It is distressing to see sometimes that journalists who are bound to the cause of information to all, indulge in misrepresentation or presentation of biased news. While, it is a matter of pride for our country that we have taken up relief operations in all earnestness, there is a small number of people who would like to dilute the self-pride by maligning it with stories the have the divisive politics as their genesis. Some such reports have appeared on rediff itself that tend to play up the caste issue even while there is commendable work being done in the region to rehabilitate the victims. My appeal to them is to stop debasing us, our society and, our culture in this manner while being a passive spectator to it. A journalist’s responsibilities might end with a news report, but a citizen’s duty begins just there. I would urge these journalists, for once, to take an active role in eliminating such issues that they experience in the society. It will do the society no harm if they spread awareness among people educating them about the ills in the society and inspiring them to work together for each other’s benefit. It is my conviction that if they are such good writers, their oratory skills will not any less efficient either in putting across their good thoughts to people. I remember a journalist in Mumbai witnessing the rape of a minor mentally retarded girl in a local train as a mute spectator. If only he had shown a little courage and initiative, he could have influenced far more number of people to act against such atrocities than his written column would ever have.

It is time that we looked at our country as our own and thought it our responsibility to take steps that benefit it and its people. It is time that we stopped looking at the problems in our society as an outsider because we are part of the same society that we criticize. If those problems do not affect us, then either we are not part of this society at all, or those problems do not exist at all.

It is time we looked at ourselves for who we are; we, the Indians.

ek choti si prem kahani

liye gilaas haath mein
dekhe nazar bachaaye
ladkee jab koi paas se
hay! matakti jaaye

hay! matakti jaaye
hum dil ko ye samjhaaye
dekh ke mujh ko ek baar
vo muskaati jaaye

vo muskaati jaaye
nazar humse takraayee
dekh ke uska roop rang
dil ne li angdaayi

dil ne li angdaayi
ek josh humpe chaaya
pyaar ki duniyaa mein
humne kadam badhaaya

humne kadam badhaaya
ki jaa ke haath milayen
dil ki baatein bol kar
usko gale lagaayen

bas itna hi tha sochaa
ki apni kismat phooti
dekh ke uska boyfriend
saari himmat chooti

saari himmat chooti
ki uski aisi kaaya
jaise manush shareer mein
ho khud bheem samaaya

socha chalo chhod de
hum nahin naadaan
dil ke badale jaan ko
hum na kare kurbaan

Another song - and more goose pimples.

One of the best written songs in Hindi film music - definitely.

"Bekas pe karam keejiye sarkar-e-madina..." from Mughal-e-Azam.

The song can be found here.

For those who find the Urdu a little heavy, here is a little help .