Category Archives: freedom

Like a Rockstar…

when I sang, you sang along with me… wher­ever I went, you were along with me… made me feel like a Rock­star walk­ing for­ever, never reach­ing, you were still there for me….. watch­ing patiently from the win­dow seat, the chang­ing land­scape of my Imag­i­na­tion… made me feel like a Rock­star when you fought for what …

November 19, 2011 – 12:25 am | By admin | Posted in freedom, life, poem, poems, thoughts | Tagged , , , | Comments (0)

War of Words

This poem describes about the cur­rent sit­u­a­tion which mum­bai is fac­ing due to the pol­i­tics of lin­guis­tic divide. How much can a great city like this han­dle and for how long… Begin­ning of time there were two broth­ers, Now left with only feud­ing neigh­bors. Life in ruins in this stirred destruc­tion, Friend turn­ing foes in this …

February 11, 2010 – 8:28 pm | By admin | Posted in Change, freedom, life, pain, poem, poems, struggle, thoughts, Uncategorized | Tagged , , , | Comments (0)

Is amchi Mumbai still the city of Dream?

Mum­bai is India’s largest city and is con­sid­ered the finan­cial cap­i­tal of the coun­try as it gen­er­ates 5% of the total GDP. It serves as an eco­nomic hub of India, con­tribut­ing 10% of fac­tory employ­ment, 25% of indus­trial out­put, 33% of income tax col­lec­tions, 60% of cus­toms duty col­lec­tions, 20% of cen­tral excise tax col­lec­tions, …

November 30, 2009 – 7:27 pm | By admin | Posted in Change, freedom, life, struggle, thoughts | Tagged , , , , | Comments (4)

Two World

I am not two faced.. Nor am I flaky… but I still live in Two Worlds. One where morn­ing blos­soms to sweet noon, where there is spring all the time. Other where there is no time, where there is only one sea­son of mis­ery One is a par­adise untouched , where imag­i­na­tions fly free. Other where there …

November 5, 2009 – 8:32 pm | By admin | Posted in darkeness, freedom, life, pain, poems, thoughts | Tagged , , , , | Comments (0)

Life in Four Seasons

Spring came and went past by… didn’t had time to see the flow­ers bloom

Sum­mer time is now fly­ing by.. still no time to soak in the bright sun’s loom

July 13, 2009 – 8:16 pm | By admin | Posted in freedom, life, mind, poems, seasons, thoughts, Uncategorized | Tagged , , , | Comments (2)