Mr. kid

hey sir... can u give me a dime ?i want some food ... m hungry ... u know i gethungry ... dont u ? You're six feet ... standing with a cigar in hand...blowing smoke...wasting five bucks on a fag ... can't u giv me two rupees ...to fill me?No no... i wil buy food .. i won't give it to my drug addicted dad ... he's out anyway from the stash ... Anyways... as i was saying ..look at you ..with your college dress and your shiny face.... standing tall...with a smiling face... and here i am ..All small and insignificant ...a losing race... yeah you're happy ... you seem happy ..there's nothing wrong in bein happy ...i want to be happy too ..u knw... can i ? you know everyday ... i see you guys walking out ...with your books and friends ...and complaining about life.. and saying maybe its a waste... a life for rent... i know am small ... but sir... u are lucky you know... to be standing tall...with all you got ....someday i'l b like u too ...i want to learn and join your college too...i sweep floors now... and do random chores... i'l make something of myself... am just 9 ...i still got time... look at me... with my tattered clothes and dusty hair... bare feet ... i still got a smiling face... one day i'll join school...now sir... will you give me those two bucks..i just cant wait ... i promise i wont give it to dad ... oh look ... there's your car ...ul leave soon... its time to go ..u know...i don't steal... will someone teach me to write or read ? can i be like all of you sir ... ? someday ..i promise...i don't lie... i'm hungry ..i want to eat .. please sir... please...i'l even wash your car ... just give me some money ... i'll touch your feet ... sir you stand six feet tall ..with a cigar in hand.. i'm not even half your size... i respect you sir... please... please give me some money ... i will buy food... i promise... i'm hungry .... Can i ask you something sir ?I want to learn... will someone give me a chance ? i know u can help ... please sir please.. you guys are the best ... i am honest ... i may have bare feet ... can i be like u people someday sir ? in clean clothes...but rite now... i just want to eat ...just two rupees wil do ..pls sir ..pls ..

A Thousand days ..

A thousand days to live... not die
A thousand days not to pass me by
A thousand days to rise... not fall
A thousand days to make a courageous call

A thousand days to stand up tall
A thousand days for accomplishments
To have my head amongst the clouds ..
With feet firmly on the ground ..


A thousand days to make me .. not break me
A thousand days to think..be logical..to contemplate
Let go of foolish anger and malicious hate
A thousand days to ride life's hungry tide...
A thousand days till I'm 25


A thousand days to gloriously spend
A thousand days of joyous work...
To break the trend ...
A thousand days to have a life
A thousand days I shall call mine


A thousand days ... a thousand ways
A thousand steps ...a thousand says
But only one thought counts in those thousand days
That thought is mine... To build a life
A thousand days till I'm 25 ..

Oh Calcutta ! My Calcutta !

Oh Calcutta ! My Calcutta..
Twenty years i've spent in thy shadows
Twenty years in this city i love ..
A city of dreams ..My home...


To me you are still the city ..
The city of Mother Teresa
The city where people still take a stand
Oh Calcutta ! My Calcutta ..
Please .. please don't lose your soul..


Many people ..and sometimes me...
Seem to think.. That you've changed ...
Left behind those glory days ..
Lost the charm that made you Great ..


You have changed in the past few years ...
With fancy cars riding down your broken streets
And glistening malls sprouting up in every nook and cranny ..
But have those winds of change..
Really taken away your nostalgic ways ?


But the thing that still remains the same...
In your pavements and in your walks ..
Are the undulating cries of an orphaned child
Who roams the streets ...the poor beggar still does cry
And searches for a place to live...
For something to eat.. For something..
To keep up their deadening beat ..


Oh Calcutta ! My Calcutta ...
Do you still answer their calls ?
Like the days of yore.. ?
Will you still take a stand ?
Lend 'em a helping hand ?


Oh Calcutta ! My Calcutta !
Please don't lose your name... your tag ..
Folks like me still look upto you for Hope ..
For us.. do remain the city we loved..
The city of joy ..With a heart ...




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I don't know how many of you see Calcutta this way..the way I do ...
This city ..our city is changing..has changed... just wish ,hope,pray...
we don't lose our identity ... that love we all share for this place...
and all that it stands/stood for ... in the quest for "modernization" ..
Let Calcutta be remain known as the city of Mother Teresa ... Where even the poorest can survive and die with an ounce of grace...Than a place where the rich grow richer and the poor get poorer... Lets not lose our identity in this quest of trying to become 'hip' ... Lets respect what we have stood for.... What this city has been known for... The place we grew up in...our HOME.

A thank you ....to all my friends.....

Hello ...... whats up ?I am in the mood to thank all of you today...so thank u my friends. For being my friend and talking to me sometimes...whatever little we may converse ...thanks for being my friend...


It's just a gesture of thanks to you people who I dedicate my time to.... from now on i have promised myself that i will respect and have hope and faith in all of you.... just something that i want to pursue from this moment on....Just a new found respect for you .... the ones i dedicate my time to...and who dedicate their precious time to me.

For better or for worse....We are living in a very virtual world.Most of you I have not met in ages...Some of you i have met only for a few moments a few times ..caught a few glimpses of and exchanged only a few words in person with ... but haven't had had the need nor energy to strike up a conversation with then...at that point of time....Some of you i have never met in person...and will probably sadly never meet .... But all of you are my friends...because we have spend time ..whatever little that may be... exchanging messages or talking on the phone.... and some of you i have the pleasure of meeting everyday...of knowing ...others i have grown up with and feel humbled to still be in contact with you .......and still have the faith in our friendship to confide in each other .I thank you all.

But i know i will make mistakes.I have lost before....I can not promise you that i'll never lie to you.I will be a different person in a different situation in the years to come and so will you .I cannot promise you i will not start disliking you.We might not remain friends for ever..........We might have a misunderstanding and stop talking to each other.We may have a disagreement and not agree to disagree. We may for whatever reason lose the friendship we now share amongst us .We may lose contact ..because of our separate lives and not find the need to converse as I do with some of you now.... only time will tell.But,at this moment you are all my friends.


I know..these thoughts seem idealistic...even naive maybe.......but one can also call it HOPE .... the world has no more or very little of that these days.we don't trust anyone anymore rite ?? So i am wanting to take this leap of faith ..even if i lose ...i lose one of you because of the above mentioned reasons ... whats to lose..at least i'll b honest with myself ..that at one time we were friends...at this time i tried for a bond of trust ..of hope and dependence ...friendship.... ..which may get spoiled ... but at least at this very moment ... I am sincerely grateful...thankful to all of you.

She lives in Heaven..

God took you to heaven and left me here -
In vain .... to remain ....
'Cause I'm nothing without you
Am half of what I used to be
You were my other half ...you completed me ...


We started as neighbors ...then friends...
Best friends turned lovers
Love which we thought would never end
Our joy to the world we could lend


You know to you I'd never lie...
And I wish I'd die... to meet you again ...
I hope ,oh how I hope ....
We shall meet again ...



Remember our first night ?
When we held each other so tight ....
From then on...
We never let each other out of sight
'Cause our love felt so right



Now I miss everything about you
The smell of your hair ,your scent..
The way you used to say my name...
And that oh so sweet smile..
That captured my heart ..... again and again .....


But with every moment that passes by
I long for you ...... and your oh so sweet smile ...
God was cruel to take you away
I've never forgiven Him to this day.


A flowing river .... that meets the sea ...
That's how I hope ..
You and me shall be ...
As I've loved you in life -
So in death shall I ..
From now till Eternity ...
We are one ... and always will be ..




You say that the river
finds the way to the sea
And as the river
you'll come to me
Beyond the borders
and the thirsty lands
You say that as river
As river
Love will come
Love
And I cannot pray anymore
And I cannot hope in love anymore
And I cannot wait for love anymore




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italics part is from a song..

Avenging Angels

There was silence.The initial sense of horror and trauma had subsided and he was slowly regaining his senses.His vision was blurred. The sky seemed to be covered in a cloud of dust and smoke.Smoke from the burning cars and the other not so inanimate fuels .He was too weak to stand up.The unbearable pain he felt ..that seemed to resonate from every fiber of his broken body made him curse God that he was still alive.He haplessly tried to grope his way amidst the rubble ..to his left..to his right .All around him was fire..smoke...and the charred remains of what had been .The painful heartbreaking cries of broken souls reached his aching ears.



But what about the others ...his two little Angels.... his two little girls .. Megha and Raina ... and his wife too..the woman he had spent the best years of his life with ... those three people who meant the world to him ..where were they ? Where they safe ?Slowly he felt numb...the ounce of remaining energy in his charred soul ...sapped away..he lost consciousness.




A few hours later ...he was to find out that he was the only survivor from the attack..the dropped bomb on the market had taken away those that meant most to him.This act of war had claimed what he had lived for.Whatever he had held sacred in life was gone...had been taken from him in an instant .His love of life had died with his two little angels and his wife. And at that very moment,he decided what course his life must take... only vengeance was on his mind....only vigilante justice would suffice.........





A later date - a different place...
The killer left the scene -
With no sign or trace...
Over the years he had become a shadow-
A fallen angel on broken wings...
His heart was cold ,His skin scarred -
This was just another job -
Which he had done ...


He was a killer now -
In full blood ..
There was nothing which could take him back
The bombs he planted ,the blood he shed ...
Was another reminder of that fateful day ..
When His Angels - a war did take away .