Crazy, Kiya re!

She is an ordinary girl,
She sensitizes me as she breathes life in her.
 
Sunsets, moonshine, clouds, fountains, waves, paperboats,  parks, songs, lights;
are just few things I now look forward to in my life.


Her way of life shows me why exactly, i miss childhood,
No doubt, she is treasured as her father's princess. 

While, the world wants me to be "the Man",
Boy! I wish, wishing on shooting stars were for real.

She is "CRAZY" 
              -finally, a face put to the "name".

P.S. Did that description make you stretch your lips  and nod your head?

- told ya, she is Crazy

There is a reason to this craziness,

which ends at a Welcomed "Home" 

So, let' her Hurry Home.

                     To be continued................

So you think you can dance?

ABC Wednesday's letter of the week is D.
D is for Dishita and dishita loves dancing. I am a trained indian classical dancer and i enjoy any kind of dancing. But have you heard of the Dancing orchids aka. Oncidium Orchids?  I happen to see them first time during my recent trip to India. I believe it was a small nursery in Munnar, Kerala. The beauty of these orchids is they resemble dancing dolls and hence the name dancing orchids. For more information on those visit here. So here is my picture of the dancing orchids.



I am not sure if the readers would be able to zoom it and see them dancing. This is one of the moments when i so badly feel the need of mastering my clicking techniques. Anyways, so below is an enhanced version of the flower found from web and similarly you can find more orchids here.

Aren't those amazing?

Nach Meri Jaan....

Shake it, Move it, Rock it, Nacho, Jumho

Do those words ring bells? Heard it somewhere? Ofcorse, at least one song everyday while you have your radio, mp3, ipod plugged in.

While I am nodding my head and shaking my lower limb to the tune of
"Uff! teri adaa,
Aaa..aaa….
Jogi nach leee yeee ..
Rang rach deeee yee ee..
Jogi nach le yeee..
Rang rach de eee yee ee ..
Lehra ke balkha ke tu, duniya bhula ke naach
Dhun koi gungunaale, gaale tu gaake naach
Rangeeniyon mein kho ja, peeke peelake naach
Mad bhare naino se tu, naina mila ke naach"

My question to  Mr. Javed Akhtar (b'coz he wrote the above song, duhhh)  is ab aur kitna nache???

We have been dancing to the rhythm of
parents when young
teachers at school
friends in adolescent
boss at work
spouse when married
doctors when old

How come your bum still has that itch to dance? ( makes me say  B-tex ka ad nahin dekha toh kya dekha???) I am sure with your literary skills you would surely come up with some answer to it ( that is in case you come across my question), meanwhile, could you also tell me is your lower limb really resistive to the jerks from latka and matkhas of dancing?

NOTE:  I have no issues with Javed Akhtar and his literary skills, absolutely adore some of his lyrics. That being said, i donot neglect my  freedom of expression and questioning. At least that's what they taught me in engineering school, so if you have issues to my mutterings, screw those engineering school teacher ;)

Now till i get something worth muttering, lets just get back to the song:
"Uff! teri adaa,
Aaa..aaa….
Jogi nach leee yeee ..
Rang rach deeee yee ee..
Jogi nach le yeee..
Rang rach de eee yee ee ..
Lehra ke balkha ke tu, duniya bhula ke naach
Dhun koi gungunaale, gaale tu gaake naach
Rangeeniyon mein kho ja, peeke peelake naach
Mad bhare naino se tu, naina mila ke naach".