2010 DRIFTS

DRFT ....WUD


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BIGGER !!! BETTER !!!HAPPIER : SHAMBALA ISTYLE !!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E3e9x7lQUVI
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think at 30+ I have passed it ??
fcuk u !!!hell no !!!noway.....never!!
cos i can bad mouth thousand times better then any daisy faced fresher..
oh! you shouldth catch me performing in most dignified & crowded of public places

i can street figt as good as them even in the toughest neighbourhood singly..
MOSTLY unprovocked...
i can stand a bruise with out a whimp...
BUT nt disrespect
still i dnt know my salary ...
my mum does my tax..
my principal still teaches me wishdom ...
i still think all night abt som 1 Spcl & silly ...
I always feel i will win at least 3 NOBLE PRIZES
(PEACE:LITERATURE:MEDICINE)And few dozens Bookers...2 wash it down

i can still hoodwink biggest fish with out a stammer
mostly make a chicken of any1 ...
yeah even my sis's lil daughter (at 3 years phaps !!! i forgot)
2 the bald head government diretors & secreteries and ministers

still kids in my hood dnt start a ball game wit out me ...
my mom stil calls me back home when out on a game ...
more over i can write 1000000 no make it zillion times better then this songwriter....
any WAY good try kiddo ...try match me somedays dnt worry shrinkies
u can still catch up.....

oh!! dnt mind my spellings ....
i havent still quite FIGURED out as to why they are important ?
when things standeth understood

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even IS UMAR MEIN ...
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HAPPY X MASS AND PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR ...
MY CELEBRATIONS HAVE TAKEN WINGS ...
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COS

yes i HAVE WON EVERY FIGHT
TOOK EVER KNIGHT OUT FROM THE PROUD MOUNT
THUMP !! ON THE DUST
I WON EVERY QUARREL
STRANGELY I HAVENT EVER NEEDETEH TO CHEAT

BANG ON THE FACE
THEY DIDNT HAVETH An ANSWRE

I HAVENT DONE ANY EVIL all this time
MOSTLY DONE GOOD TO MY KINDS
but most of the times i hav doneth NOTHING...cos there aint much 2 do

I HAVE DONE EVERY WISH ......
readeath MIGHTY THOUGHTS AND PHILOSOPHY
I THOUGHT I UNDERSOTOODETH THEM
AS YOU MIGHT UNDERSTAND CINDRELLA
this year I HAPPENED TO SHEDth TEARS in profusion
WHICH I THOUGHT PAINFULL AT THE TIME i shadeth them
BUT NOW I FOUNDth OUT HOW HAPPY THEY WERE ....

SURE I mayeth preadventure that i shall DOeth
THE SAME THINGS ALL OVER AGAIN IN A MUCH BIGGER & BETTER SCALE...
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after all i am growing ....there shouldth be parity methinks
HOPE U GUYS WILL B WITH ME 2 THESE TIME.......
GOSH ITS HECK OF a FUN....2 DOETH IT TOGETHER.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E3e9x7lQUVI
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Drft...Wud

PLANNED ATTACK ON THIS SOUTH INDIA LOBBYIST CODE NAME ROOTLESS TOOTLESS

First and fore most we should congratulate Dr U Sings decision.Like every good thing his longish tenure as an editor of IJPMR has come to a meaning full end.His efforts for IAPMR is commendable.But the need for a fresh guard is only imperative for diverse viewpoints to merge.It is not about a person,or an institutions or cities or egos, it is more about that elusive wholesome inclusive perspective which badly need representation.This is about how another man from a different core group add to this wholesomeness ,this is about a third eye looking at the discipline as diverse as PMR,this is about including ever one to its fold. This is about fresh heads,ears,arms legs and heart.

Its easier to say but a difficult philosophy to grasp as some pioneers in the medical journal publishing industry has found out.There cant be a quick fix magic formula as the generalised blind criticism seems to suggest

RICHARD SMITH founder of BMJ have been vexed about this and his musing i share below

"The values that underpin journals are almost always implicit rather than explicit. Medical journals are a confluence of medicine, science and journalism—and might be expected to have the values of all three. "

"Now journals are moving into a world where they have patients on editorial boards and even editors who are patient not doctors. Journals are trying to move from a world where patients were objects to one where they are partners. But here I judge journals are lagging behind the practice of medicine."

"medical journals often contain poor science. Basic scientists who work in biology and chemistry are regularly scornful of the, mostly, applied science that appears in medical journals. "

"What journals can do is to make people think, set agendas, encourage debate, draw doctors' attention to new things that may be important, and even legitimize subjects. In short, they are very like newspapers, and Robbie Fox, the great editor of theLancet in the 20th century, liked to call his journal a newspaper."

"Fraud in science is as old as science itself—because science is a human activity. But fraud was not high on anybody's agenda until about 20 years ago. As recently as 5 years ago I heard a fellow of the Royal Society argue that fraud was exceedingly rare, did not happen with `proper scientists', had never harmed anybody, and did not matter because science was self correcting"

"But what about the accountability of journals and their editors? The Lancet took the bold step of introducing an ombudsman to consider complaints against the editors. The experiment seems to have been a success but has not been widely copied. TheBMJ introduced an ethics committee of its own, and almost immediately wondered how it managed for 160 years without one. But these are small experiments. Most journals have neither an ombudsman nor an ethics committee."

Dr Nallegauda's true concerns for well being of the journal is more then apparent.But at the same seems to me bit myopic and lacking pragmatism.The strict criteria's he has set up for editorship is no doubt a novel course but that don't negate other alternative and more practical and wholesome approaches on practice today in publishing spheres .And certainly his thought process is not the way most medical journals operate.Its not that simple.Academic research and a National body journal are two very different fish altogether with each having mutually exclusive domains of function.

More over it seems like he don't have the complete all India field picture.Yes true all india's national centers like vellore ,smc, aiims ,RIMS are no doubt are in the lime light for obvious proud reasons.But this ignores the fact that there are parallel less known state institutes who are in a flurry of path breaking academic activities which due to its distance from so called academic power centers are not permeating into these premiere institutes.Those ideas need legs very badly.We feel it every seconds and believe me we are running out of time.

Let us take one example of NRSMC&H ,kolkata this state run institute is already running an fully operational "interventional physiatric clinic" which is first of its kind in ASIA at the same very big academic projects have kick started in this college on spinal cord injury with collaboration with Saha Institute of Nuclear Physics DEPT OF ATOMIC ENERGY .Two Phds enrolled for the study as of now with two more expected in the next year.These is a very futuristic study of genetics ,structural proteomics ,stem cells and include ANIMAL models which would be ultimately translated into humans .This has been planned to ultimately fan out to a System biologiy model.

To be very modest this type of study design is unparalleled not only in in india but mostly above par with most western counter parts also.Let me assure you this are not just a castle on air dreams i am talking about.These are hard facts put on ground. The first phase is already on and exciting results are already showing.Already this has caught imagination of institute directors.Even the govt would be pumping whopping sums of money to this institute. So the picture of Yesterday might not tell you the whole story as you see today
So what is the point of this fact.If you go through what Richard Smith has to say i think you can make out how such endeavour which have been initiated here goes ahead to take on the real issue of furthering science of medicine.Finally finding its way to the ones who need it the most the patients.I hope Dr Nallegauda don't find a joke in it .If he does i think laughter from our side would be the best medicine.
Dr Nallegauda has taken names But question may arise why aren't they proactively coming forward with such vast research experience and sharing there fruits of labor to the humanity?
It might be due to various reason .So this is not meaning full just flinging heavy names , friends ,alumni names just like that. Let each speak for themselves .But i find Dr Nallegauda haven't said his name. As direct as he is this seems unusual.That might indicate (i say might) indicate the problem.
which might be..... its easy to point fingers then performing such a complex job in an organised manner.

So in that case it negates his point that mere organisational efficiency is not enough.Yes it might not be the only criteria
this very behavior of shying away from responsibility proves that it is a must have criteria .i.e editor should be prepared bite the bullet.To keep print flowing its a full time job.It is not a mere prestigious post as some might presume it to be.For that editor should be able and willing to spare time for such a cause.Which has to be given unconditionally and with out any murmur of a complain which i find already lacking in many independent commentators.

How many of are you are really interested ???in such dedicated job?? i guess very few.
In that case just pointing finger who has energy ,will and vigor for such calling is not very positive a thing or intelligent thinking and certainly impolite.

There is unnecessary criticism regarding Dr Halder. Since he was in the editorial board for a long time sure some good has rubbed on to him from the haloed father figure of Dr Sing who had been a top notch editor as admitted by Dr Nallegoda.He has indeed come up through ranks to be a editor.On what logic Dr Nallegowda says he haven't.??
Dr Rathin Halder the would be editor.Sure has expressed plans not desire to increase number of issues per year number of quality papers per issue even is working on getting international faculties to contribute to it.Besides he has expressed plans to distribute the job . I think the above respectable names floated can do the job if they prefer to even Nallgaudaji can .Its hardly a closed fort as he makes it to be.
In our personal capacity, only today we talked with Bangladeshi counterpart he is very keen to contribute to our efforts.So this are not so dark a corner as his representation might project.This things can be arranged needs a bit of energy thats all.

Peer review is no big deal even just passed PGT with little bit of academics can do it with a basic understanding of paper writing. There are real life instances of paper being sent for peer review to fresh pass outs.And most decline for lack of interest.More over this process has been doubted in the current time

"It is a sacred process—and the phrase `peer reviewed journal' is supposed to guarantee quality. But clearly peer review is deficient. Despite being central to the scientific process it was itself largely unstudied until various pioneers—including Stephen Lock, former editor of the BMJ, and Drummond Rennie, deputy editor of JAMA—urged that it could and should be studied. Studies so far have shown that it is slow, expensive, ineffective, something of a lottery, prone to bias and abuse, and hopeless at spotting errors and fraud. The benefits of peer review have been much harder to establish. "
RICHARD SMITH

Statistics can be learned if not yet learned .There are numerous software with ready solutions available on nets more ever ever medical college at this nook of the woods have well trained statisticians in the Community medicine who can and do teach and help in case of statistical decision making. Its not Greek as is suggested.I think Dr Halder with his maverick PR skills can tag in ISI "(Indian Statistical Institute ,Kolkata) which to my knowledge just languishes for such serious joint ventures.



beside read the above link about chinese editorship problems
i think as far as research goes they do it in more number then the whole world put together and mostly they are doing very good.
http://www.councilscienceeditors.org/files/scienceeditor/v21n6p205.pdf


Dr Nalle gowda in his astute observation has also missed numerous other vital things.Which is strange.
they are the faculty strength , number of MD PMR in private sector as well as the PGT strength.
Strategic location ,availability of knowhow about printing process,interdisciplinary liaison ,access to private support., other associated association's academic support,correspondence to basic research scientist, number of patients catered etc.

Some state like the one i come from has the highest number of faculty strength at medical colleges and all these are state run colleges which date back to antiquity .its easy to forget institutions like IPGME&R ,MEDICAL COLLEGE, NRSMC&H ,which are one of the oldest in whole of Asia with blazing academic records .So a very rich culture of academic runs through the veins of some of these states which we in the din of confusion prefer to forget.

Besides we have excellent respect full relation ship with other disciplines and associations.
for the above stated logic we think those who got editorship should not be put to sword in such uncivilized manner.
( after all they are MD IN pmr PROPER and veterans examiners with fair amount of teaching years behind them who have delivered most of the time and its only unfair to doubt they cant do it again ?)
I think Dr Nallegauda was carried away with huge expectations which is incongruous to the current state of affairs more over not practical because the conditions he speaks about is mostly non existent
A little bit of alumni and state feeling and wee bit institutional ego emanating from his rush in head is appreciable.Thats healthy as far as i am concerned.Another healthy thing is to put the future editors on toes as far as quality of the journal goes .after all they too have an ego which can flare at such critical reviews.Let the future editors match mountain of expectation Dr Nallgowda has put before them. Sure that calls for strong arms head heart and a supple mind.I would like to belive that all is not lost if the editorship shift to certain city specially those cities with excellent academic and printing infrastructure say for kolkata . for kolkata has delivered and deserves a chance .as others do as well.So go ahead editors.

well that i think is an excellent peer pressure strategy from Dr Nallegowda but at the same i think Dr Nallegouda should cheer up it is not all that dark in some part of the world which he dose not get much news from.And most of the time not politics as our current distorted perception might lead us belive.

"These journals are about the fundamental business of disseminating science rather than making societies or publishers rich."
Richard Smith

well perhaps this is the only criteria we should go by

in the end if we want qualified editors it would be desirable for them to go through a program or a course .Such courses are available and can be done with correspondence .Which the association can bear the cost.This will be a practical solutions for the eligibility for editor ship .At present the above discussion shows we really dont know much about editorship nor can we put up even one candidate who qualifies with out a nasty dispute erupting .Till that date this unpleasant favouritism as was apparent from some of the above discussions will go on.which is uncalled for among educated well meaning folks.
LOOKS LIKE FUTURE EDITORS WILL HAVE A LOT IN THERE HANDS

Regards

BATMAN & THE JOKER : A tête-à-tête

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AT THE STROKE OF TENNER 17 BATMAN CALLS
CLOCKS MISLEAD
THINGS STARTS TO GET DEAD BY THEN AT NIGHT
U KNOW THE RHEUMY OF THE FOUL AIRS ...
A JOKER THRIVES LIKE MAGGOT ON A WOUND
HOPE YOU CAN ALMOST SMELL THE ROT ...CONGRATS!!
SMELL MORE! Ahhhhhhh.......hell
I GUESS.
CLOCKS MISLEAD
TICOKORI.....TOCK.TICK..TOCK..TICK...TOCK...


Brucewayne Ghosh নভেম্বর 23, 10:17অপরাহ্ন-এ অভিযোগ করুন

hi, your review / comments about 'ekti tarar khonje' is quite suitable, and perfect...pretty sharp analising. wish to hear about more detail comments. also, want to look for your thought about 'autograph'

JOKER নভেম্বর 23, 10:43অপরাহ্ন-এ
ami jani ....jani ...jani ...
if u think u can lift my notebook
choked poems which are mine
u will neva make it
cos i know the lines
yonder which the quicksand starts
i know..i know ...know...


BEST EVER FILM IN INDIA COST FCUKING 2$ /Rs90 !!
AUTOGRAPH BONG STYLE ....
WE DNT BELIVE IN MONEY HONEY!!

I mean FIRST DAY FIRST SHOW
tickets cost max Rs 90
i thought it very poetic
very RETRO bong

poverty in richness
Ritwick Ghatak inside out
richness in poverty
THATS WHAT I FELT AT FIRST

THEN I HEAr THIS AbOut DE talented debutant
and
THIS FCUKS ME OFF
i think i know why and how bongs have metamorphosed

Typical bong tuck tail attitude
why man cant do with out bolywood bimbos or what ?
when u make an original like that & then throw it away
it is A digrace
i think MR srijit has gone dead and burried.
It takes a lot of balls 2 b a Ritwick Ghatak
i guess..
we have 2 wait a wee bit longer

http://entertainment.oneindia.in/bollywood/gupshup/2010/shahrukh-khan-reluctant-fading-...

just read what numb skulls can think
naaa!!! naaa !!paaa !!!paaa !!poochi !!poochii ...
ghee fed farts of comments
written below the web article
who cares about film and gloss = farts

this guy broke my heart
he burst into the scene like an aspiring poet
but BINGO !! In a jiffy starts writing you know jingles for corporates
...SIHT
hope he never makes the hindi version
or a tamil one.
take care
sorry for fuck word.


JOKER নভেম্বর 24, 5:53অপরাহ্ন-এ

.http://entertainment.oneindia.in/bollywood/gupshup/2010/shahrukh-khan-reluctant-fading-superstar-161110.html

Shahrukh reluctant to play a fading superstar!
entertainment.oneindia.in
Shahrukh Khan reluctant to play the role of a fading superstar in the remake of the super successful Bengali film Autograph, wherein Ranbir Kapoor has already been signed to play the role of an aspiring director.
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Brucewayne Ghosh নভেম্বর 24, 6:38অপরাহ্ন-এ অভিযোগ করুন

1. first, i want to say, why worry about young hindi film fans ? if you keep thinking about them you will get vanished in anger. no point to think about those fans.

2. most important point : is there any glory in poverty while you are having chance to get out of it ? there must be difference between sadhus, disciples, and different status of social structure. surely, if you can show your richness in poverty, then it would be great, but no point when you are having chance to show your talent to the bigger world. - it's a remake from his own original work...not that he is re-making it from any other language movie - isn't 'rabindranath tagore' been interpreted in other languages ? for this 'chance factor' ritwik never been reached to the world, like bibhutibhushan.
yes, you may say that it can be dubbed, but wouldn't it be a wrong step - like aiswariya, abhishek is playing as bong character ? when you want to reach larger audience and most important to show 'bengal' talents to the so called 'typical movie world' that film culture is in our blood without attempting for dance drama.and so called 'modern indian film'....only thing is am worried about, that it has a fantastic bengali taste in it's script, which can not be tasted in hindi tounge.

3. yes, this film is rich in poverty...though way to go...some places i think it overshadowed the original 'nayak'....

JOKER নভেম্বর 24, 7:46অপরাহ্ন-এ


1. YOUNG fans are to worried about .
u cant have metamorphoshed stupid fat ass amoebaes
guzzling shit .....not caring
spells doom to me.

you know they will blow a hydrocarbon hole on ozone cap
as big as fat aunties vgania...oh!! whats the spelling
fcuk never was a good student
IS THERE ANYTHING IN THIS UNIVERSE CALLED BY THAT NAME ??
anyway
wot the fcuk was i saying .....
pocket billiard
scratch !!scratch....oh ya got it..

THATS WHAT I CALL CHANCE FACTOR
X-FACTOR

Sooooooo...
lets not make a pop corn of a honest effort autograph
....which to me potrayed emptiness of pop corns
so bollywood tweak to is disastrous with it's dishonest,corrupt intention.
simple fact they want to cash in on its success ..
SOME DEMENTED MUMBAI shrink ball shrimp IN BACK OFFICE
CHECKS COLLECTION FIGURES ..
Sees a BONG PENIS PROJECTING
AMIDS CLITORIC BOLLYWOOD SALES CARD
& thinks
WOW !!THATS A GOLD MINE FORMULA
the latest invented alchemy ..gotta have it.


Having said that gotta share this man
balls when scratch at right places ....muhaaa feels & smells céleste

that céleste is hopefully a french...
any way !!!fcuk!!!
heavenly feel & smell of YOUNG balls i.e U KNOW EPIDERMIS IS STETCHABLE like lycra AND NERVES are superly wired when young.
BUT YOU GOTTA BE MALE FOR THAT
GAME OF CHANCES 2 BAD
i sympathizes with X factors
i drift in a jiffy...bear me
any way

comming to hollywood /bollywood /tamils/ dubai/ mauritious bla bla bla..
they cant think
other then
more then
or
beyond money
thats more then evident.

now i dont belive in pessimist idea that kids need not b taken seriously...
u would b surprised how many of them aspires more clarity in life at such tender age
so why bulldoze their nacent thought which are spring heads of wonder
with
Hollywood or Bolly wood Carcinogenic Toxic Dumps
its
Peer Pressure man Peer Pressure
double edged sword
a positive peer group spreads like wildfire so is the opposite...
jus give an idea a gentle roll among them in no time you have a jaggernaut rolling.
RUMBLE !!
The kind which forces Family + Industry + State = Fis to behave....
Fissssssss...kinda playing with a fuse
so what are u gonna do ??
SPIT ON IT
Noooo Noooo no....I GOTA BETTER IDEA
SPARKY !!
tHIs a big mistake ignoring there power
BOOooooooOoooooomMM !!

2.
Poverty is to be Ashamed of or Pitied = PAP

now i dont get how wealth can be an Antithesis to poverty ??
man i am into medicine ...
now we sell same procedure at Rs 1200 at my govt hospital
the same is sold at Rs 70,000 in pvt
now thats poverty...
mine richness
ok RITWIK made peenuts
rajkapoor made a buisness house
any way dont look like ricness TO ME
a ranBeer kapoor sashi kapoor RAM teri ma ki ...
dont seem like a legacy to last beyond 15 years ..well that is poverty....
but ghatak specially put an autograph with time just gets brighter.


3.
Larger audience is not clear to me ?
so NIRMMA WASHING powder had a large audience so what ?
you know a match STICK maker tippped an IT majore in terms of money
so what?
THERES THE CONCEPT OF NULLITY OF NUMBERS
INVERTED PYRAMID

RNT was Done MANY lingo but not with the same effect .
IN FACT MOST ARE PATHETIC..only the noble hue got it acceptence
as is Marquez, Pamuk .........to Lao Tzu....
it is difficult to have dedicated tranlators
it should be a lifes calling to do such a job.
Frankly i dont see it in bollywood cut paste Phd's

4.
Frankly i didnt find a nayak in it ...
nayak was a pruned effort
GLASS HOUSE AQUARIUM MARINE CARP REY
i thought this was poetry into emptiness
not only of a super star but as a whole bong community
sarrounded by dead idols and motiffs.
this potrayal of poverty made it real made it rich
i haven't seen any more honest confession then that .
but i think this venketesh GUY hamba hamba TAM
wanaa to kill the hen that lays golden egg
i think if you have an important story to tell
which srijit da certainly has.
you should go independent be a dispot.
IF HE WANTS TO LEAVE HIS AUTOGRAPH IN PERPETUAL PRINT.
ok he can choose to b mortal
its his call .

4
ABHISEKH WHO??
PAPAS BOY I DONT HAVE TIME
FOR MAMA PAPAS DYSLEXIC BOY .... SORRY.
STATING FACTS AINT POVERTY.
POVERTY I HATE


tomar ei duniyar jhapsha alo
kichu shondher guro hao kacher moto
judi ure jete chao ga bhashiye dao
durbin e chok rakbona

SURE HIS DEMISE WILL BE PAINFULL..............

TAO TE CHING
Lao Tzu ....
translation by Aurthur Waily
bad but he tried

THOSE THAT TAMPER WITH IT HARM IT
THOSE THAT GRAB AT IT LOOSE IT
FOR AMONG CREATURES OF THE WORLD SOME GO IN FRONT
SOME FOLLOW
SOME BLOW HOT WHEN OTHERS WOULD BE BLOWING COLD
SOME ARE FEELING VIGOROUS JUST WHEN OTHERS ARE WORN OUT.
SOME ARE LOADING WHEN OTHERS WOULD BE TILTING OUT
THEREFORE THE SAGE "DISCARDS THE ABSOLUTE, ALL INCLUSIVE ,THE EXTREME"

SO you see i am no sage
tc BAT
nice interacting
owe it to srijit da surely.

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Brucewayne Ghosh নভেম্বর 24, 8:24অপরাহ্ন-এ অভিযোগ করুন

no question about ritwik's richness, while he is being re-discovered today, but how many people knew him ? yes, if ritwik got a chance to remake his creation in english, it would have been the most violent end of a creator... caz, those films can not be made for it's structural atmosphere, like a creator can not re-make his same creation again.

but, here it's a case to case variation... yet, it's difficult. it won't reach the level of 'autograph' - can't be... because a film can't be the same, you have to change it in structure, so 'autograph' won't be duplicated, it will be another version of 'autograph'.

as far as teenagers are concern i don't know how many heads you knocked, but there is a huge black hole. a person can culture him/herself only cross through the different fields of art and reading which is really under a BIG '?' ...

Brucewayne Ghosh নভেম্বর 24, 8:26অপরাহ্ন-এ অভিযোগ করুন

every creation shines in it's own elements which can not be remake.

JOKER নভেম্বর 24, 8:37অপরাহ্ন-এ

NO KIDOS I COME ACROSS
ARE XCELLENT ,BRILLIANT, FRESH
THAT IS LAW OF NATURE THAT HAS TO BE
I DNT HAVE A PROB WITH THEM

XCEPT THE DIETS THEY ARE SERVED

BLACK HOLE IS THE RIGHT WORD FOR THEM
THEY SUCK UP ANYTHING
longer they has that black hole better it is
life aint as big a deal we make it to b
or any creation i doubt is big enough to challenge primal laws
with the acceptance of this fact perhaps come enlightenment ..
in your word SHINE.
Ooopsii !!
BAD CHOICE OF WORD
SUPER NOVA .....BAT
go blind like bat BAT
Haaaa!!Haaaa......
helll.....

Brucewayne Ghosh নভেম্বর 24, 8:29অপরাহ্ন-এ অভিযোগ করুন

btw... why did you like 'blue' ?



JOKER নভেম্বর 24, 8:44অপরাহ্ন-এ

he !he!
just liked it thats all
really i dont know
i felt blue VERY BLUE THAT TIME
i scribbled all night in my blog U can have a look
its kinda of blabbering you know
like a trAnce nonsense siht
like those spastic MORONS BLURTING in sheep voices
awhhhh....zwzzhuuuu...
SIHT
dn't tell me what u felt after reading
i dnt like putting ideas in other minds specially those i dont my self cant grasp

http://souraviswarari.blogspot.com/2009/08/blues-in-sugar-lump.html

RUNAWAY TRAIN: BLUES IN A SUGAR LUMP
souraviswarari.blogspot.com
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Brucewayne Ghosh নভেম্বর 24, 9:01অপরাহ্ন-এ অভিযোগ করুন

ohhh.... i thought you liked the famous hindi 'blue' .... !!
INSERTS A SMILEY


Brucewayne Ghosh নভেম্বর 24, 9:02অপরাহ্ন-এ অভিযোগ করুন

what about 'short film about killing' ?

JOKER নভেম্বর 24, 9:04অপরাহ্ন-এ
neva heard abut it. is it good ? where do i get it

Brucewayne Ghosh নভেম্বর 24, 9:24অপরাহ্ন-এ অভিযোগ করুন
watch it carefully... if you are sensitive then do not watch it alone.
kislowsky creation. you can get it anywhere, means good library.

JOKER নভেম্বর 24, 9:36অপরাহ্ন-এ

dnt worry i am the drifter in the story ...
the sadist
thnx for the gr8 suggestion..
keep suggesting anything evil u come across
you gone blind BAT ????
TELL ME !!tell me!!! tell me!!!....
YEeeewhoooeee!!!

Best at Tucktail = BAT

BAT ARE U STILL THERE ???
HAVENT FLED ???

Come on i dn't have SONARS
FCUK YA!!! BALLS.

I smell maggots ...Ahhhhhhhh!!!
hell

CLOCKS MISLEAD
TICOKORI.....TOCK.TICK..TOCK..TICK...TOCK...

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SEPARATION : A VORTEX OF DEPREVITY

In response to my blood bro ..
fictional SAM MOCH
A BODO Activist student
a Separate Bodloland aspirant.
wants me to write an article....
u knw what it means
A SNEER !!!

WRONG Number man....
bad wordplay...
i luv writing specially nonsense

ok won't disappoint you bro....here it goes.
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SEPARATION : A VORTEX OF DEPREVITY
an article
by Sourav Iswarari
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Ultranationalist and utltracorporate style of thinking is in vouge
all of a sudden we are
an IIT ian ,saint stephenian
a microsoft or wipro or a TCS or Pricewater honcho
a marathi, bihari ,bodo ,bong ,telengana dude ....
CPM/MAOIST
left or right
WoW !!!
Identity Crisis

We never felt these things even 15 years ago.
we were broadly a Hindu or Muslim or Christian then
see how split we are today
Thousand Shattered Pieces ..
but frankly WE arn't not doing any better
we are now more unhappy then before
.....
perhaps we never evolved as a Sourav or a Sandip ....

Don't think this is really healthy.
I would rather prefer to be
..............................................
a Bodo + a Bong + an Indian = a world citizen
at the same time
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No boundaries justifies IT or is logical in time which is a ever dynamic.

BODOS need to catch up.We started late on education for faults not entirely ours. The time lag shows. Its killing....

Our young brigade should make up time lost in transition that calls for greatest patience and malleability and positive spirit
and hardest kind of work.
Yeah more work then that other developed communities have to do.cos they are already there and done that.Cant complain.
India like no other country has given this chance.Cos it was not an ordinary LAND back in time.

AN EXTRAORDINARY LANDSCAPE IN HISTORY OF HUMANITY
A NATION WITHOUT BOUNDARIES.

Imbibe from them their labour of intellect and industry.

True those OTHER COMMUNITIES went ahead before us had made many mistakes .Which is a natural consequences of progress perhaps.Many which had very MANY adverse effect on us.But these are dead facts.All we will gain from it by poking is to raise a ghastly Ghost.And no more.
This we should watch for and rectify that will make us a community stronger not weaker.

The politics of separation & alienation never worked in annals of history. In fact this theories have found right full place in reject bins after throwing aspiring societies in complete shambles .
See Afganisthan ,PAKISTHAN,Burma...chechenya grozni ....see they haven't fared well at all.

You cant just have things short cut.
Certainly nationalist intentions never works
COS IT IS QUICK FIX SHORT CUT.
One startling example is our own India
It didn't work how much we shout.
Still 45% are awfully poor uneducated and they will not make it in the realms western human aspiration. Even the 5% or less fortunate ones and other in he ladder have aspiration that have gone haywire.Where are the ideals they talked before freedom.I doubt if ever there was one from the dominating POLITICAL CLASS OF PRE-INDEPENDENCE ? Barring few like Tagore none of the upper class lead really wanted a real INDIA emerge.All they wanted was to rule like Brits. So you see history of repression and greed all over gain.These black heads have never been INDIA'S true face.All they are at best is transient black head that should be rinsed off with care.It is foolish to rip off the face or have a plastic surgery done to change the present system of greed.Rather we should do away with dirt and muck that our human mind is susceptible to or els black heads will keep on appearing and we would be scaring our face ugly in order to get rid of it.Thats what this Swadwshi and Charka concept of EXTREMIST NATIONALISM has brought forward even after 50 plus years of INDEPENDENCE.

Have real india an enchanting bud of idea flowered?
A BIG NO.
Have western aspirations of individuality or India's duality got root in the populace.
HeLL NO.
What is worse is that we wont admit this.As if by not stating obvious a soln would just jump out of the bag.Those who weld power wont bring these changes.Cos they are the system.They would appreciate a secession cos that in true sense lend the existing contraption cement.
In fact most of us will not know the shape color smell of such an existence.
As if we have to uphold this rigid lifeless concept of NATIONALITY even with our life even at the expense of our thought & soul.

HELL NO !!WHY ??WTF FOR ?

So we have a queer species of thought less humans weak spirited & prostrate, fear full & agitated .
you can have names for these fear full existence.

INDIAN
AMERICAN
CHINESE
BONG
ASAMESES
BODO

But then these are degenerated remanent of original ideas of being long dead with all its freshness.

In that awfull group i see my blood bros and also a santhali,a brahmin ,a christian ,a muslim every one yeah even those who you think is robbing it from you.

Infact funnily each is getting robbed unknowingly and the scene is getting more and more agitated.It feels like burning house with no way out.
The vortex of depravity we ourselves unwittingly lead us to.
We are robbing ourselves from us.There fore that feeling of SUCK inside each one of us. As our faces distort by some unknown devil like those TIBETIAN MASKS at the success and happiness of others .You know these things are just too real to swish away.But how you wish for a liberation from this into a land of merry.Where you can break into a laughter be carefree and rejoice gifts of humanity.
Instead you shout SEPARATION
within you you still feeling emptier then ever.
ALL LIBERATION HAS EVAPORATED.
YOU GO MAD NOT ABLE TO TAKE THIS momentous revelation.
Yeah you are dazed disoriented in time & space...yeah you are in the vortex.

Humanity has rebelled against this vortex.
Humans have carried a guriella war through sages of india to Aristotle to Aurovindo.
And so many does it in every generation in every society.
Thats the true fertilizer of monumental progress that they have achieved.

Gotta mix with each and every and in every manner possible
& absorb,discard ,select & evolve.
Only then all walls dissolve ...and you will never notice a fault line only different view point which always enriches and advances societies & culture .
Yet such process preserves its identity that cant be erased from a self unless on ones voliation.

Cos view point can be changed, given a shape to
but fault lines are devils impression
signature of destruction
brings the house down on tracking it unnecessarily .
Thats the sense I get in this already messed up world.

Thats the fight we gotta win bros.
FIGHT TO BE HUMAN.
ONE OF A KIND.
ONE RACE.
take care
REACH THERE.

WOW !! THATS AN ARTICLE ....HEY BRO HELP ME PUBLISH

Bang galore SIHT y

drft...wud


yeddi 2 raddy
Y-Fy gaddi
lungi banyiya -n chaddi
sambar ...vada ...idly
silly-con mandi
bangaloooooooorooooooo...kicha--di
puka nehi kachhi
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what a shit this half town city has inspired ...shit...no class
and don't blame me for this piece of chop shop shit-Y
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sale chutias ....next gen y hub ?? ...bal

THICK SLICES OF FLAB

drft...wud

there will be highs and lows
but mostly its lows

and
all those sordid expressions
poets use for his trade
his jades and rubies
diamonds and jaspers
with which he pays
for meals ,lodge ,laundry....
or an occasional winch

all about shedding flabs
eating from it
surviving.
poetry.
shit.

QUICKSAND

Drft...Wud

If u think.... u can lift my notebook
choked poems which are mine.
u will neva make it ,
cos i know the lines yonder
which the quicksand starts
i know..i know ...know...

MY TRANLASTION OF RUPOM ISLAM SONG IN AUTOGRAPH

jodi kere nitey bole kobita thasa khata
jeno kere nitey debo na
ar ami jani jani ..
chorabali kothokhani..
i ami jani... jani... jani .

WHINE.....

Drft...Wud


Idols stripped adrift
on muddy turbulence of continual flow
like some bloated carcass .

oh!! how

we are made to live it
on struts of bamboo spine.
on teeth of rusted nails.
on entrails of straw .

oh !!how

In orgy of pigs blood
Those vermilion faces whine.

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Naturally I disappointed all in the immersion ghat with this act of heresy .
Naturally the married & vermillioned ones did'nt take it cool.
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MY JUSTIFICATION :
Now i have read the original ECO :THE NAME OF THE ROSE.The title which i couldnt fathom...which i finally did ,the end is certainly not what holywood shows !!but did capture the essence in the last scene though.
I guess not by design but more by accident .Confused?that is the philosophy of the tale. U hav 2 read the book till the last word to dig it out . It is in the last line of Barnard OF Morley's poetry,which like life is ravishingly arcane.Something of which is perhaps understood at the end.
this book has been my muse all this puja ideal hours and finally at immersion ghat i think i got the name or the poetry.
"Stat rosa pristina nomine; nomina nuda tenemus."
Barnard OF Morley's
(Yesterday's rose endures in its name; we hold empty names.)
— meaning that in this imperfect world, the only imperishable things are ideas.
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yeah i dont know what i write
i dont know for whom
i no longer know what it is about.
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SHUBHO BIJOYA

AMOEBAS in a PETRI DISH

Drft...Wud



The guy in question is called SI
aiSa -I-hi
that translates to
like this only ,queer & unexplainable.
a chimera of this and that
from some human stable.
beasty diagrreable
armed with visions true
that saw things through.

deep down in his strands of genes
a WISE guy put with a whine

whole lota Mogngol grasslands
and windy scapes,
howling through the empty scenes
on muddy waves of Bay of Bengal
A pirate ship ferrying deadly band
tattoed with tigers licks ,on raw saline.

An eagle that lead his clan ,
who came in hops and stumble
from torrid lands of scarce and scanty,
to wooded green of lush & plenty.

And a lot of these and that
and finally he happened!! stat!!
AISA-i-HEE .
the wise one
bruoght him in
on seeing a metamorphosis happening.

To his elaborate construct called human being
dissolved into some amoeba like thing.
Complex logic he called a brain
suddenly shrunk to Micro Rna's grain.
That prevents an universe to regenerate.
Fearing every thing would fall-apart, disintegrate,
in exact media of a Petri-dish.

That amorous wish
from empty spaces of dead-land dreams
SI came into being
A different metamorphosis also happening,
faster then you think
just beneath thy moist wink.

An Universe xploding into the scene.
The old Petri-dish tittering
on the abyss's brink.
As i imagine a smile light years beyond the sink.

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FOR AMOEBAS THAT SWARM
corporate PETRIDISH
OF SOCIAL NETWORKING.
AS CURRENT CULTURE
AWAITS INEVITABLE WIPE OUT ,

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ORKUT goes for a blanket sensor ?
pre ayodha verdict
a TRUE inspiration for a poetics.

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i tried 2 do a inside out job of
KAFKAS short novel Metamorphosis
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SI= SOURAV ISWARARI
THE DEFINITIVE BHIKHARI

BLACK COAT

Samyak Ghosh

The black coat walks down your lane ...
Courting fragments of lip-stick dreams..
He rests at a corner , lights a cigarrete..
The lunatics parade alleys of the crunked city..

The black coat treads your opiated thoughts..
Indelible smoke patterns on the rose-tinted glass..
He stares blank at the jaundiced apartments..
The lunatics sneak in barrels for their mid-night orgies..

The black coat cast furtive glances at dozing dogs..
Red scarfs strangle lumps of frozen flesh...
He rummages the dustbins for the busker's tattered hat..
The lunatics make love to the burning effigies...

The black coat resumes his nightwalk..
Discarded syringes laugh at the gigolo tugging his shoes..
You revel in the cellophaned castle of your psychedelic world..
And the lunatics take over the lonely city....

BEGINNING of a DISSECTION

Drft...wud

The Street under the window sill
where dreams of mundane type ply
always busy !always shrill !
mostly moating ignorant bliss
on pebbles of Hüzün* & risque
bound to someplace of peace and still.

sometime it may dissect the unrest
into an aneurysm of pain and quest
that builds up to animal strength
of biting tyke on loosen leash.
or the irony in some broken faucet.

Till it xplods like some pent up dam
into a hemorrhage of verse
his poetry is now a butterfly
metamorphosed
beyond the grasp of forceps & sutures
adrift sm eternal note that is strum
his body,an inconsequential unknown
a corpse or might have been a broken harp
that played borrowed tune always astray
an unmindful whim when it did stay


N.B Hüzün*: melancholy.
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Dedicated to my deceased country bro
ANENDRA ISWARARI
his aortic dissection fascinates me
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SEAT BY A WINDOW

Drft...wud

It was evening and peasants left done for the day
some burnt patches of sooty clearing
with embers simmering on their death beds lay
of what had been weeds of time
i called it interludes in continuity's throe
as the scenes kept repeating on my window
Like waves on some lonely shore.



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A train scene from childhood came floating in
as i would fight with my sis for a seat by the window
i guess these kinda things happen with others too
sis would b leaving for lonely foreign shores
as lil hagu's summer vacation is all but over for the time being
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16/9/10
My country cousin Anen da died of heart burst literally as he had a aortic blow out of the desection
There was some 8 hours of cardiac surgery .I was in the Theatre most of the times watching the going ons.
At 6:30
i was looking out of the glass window into the gloomy evening descending on the city SIR came up to me dejected and done for the day said that he would not survive the condition.
I am surprised how i predated the poetry.
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FLOWERS OF ETHER

Drft…Wud

When love lost her face
shape it’s shadow
& self found it’s demise

A poet comes undone

On the wings of fireflies
Of infinite hypothesis
In the premise
Of an universe in ruins
Where A theory
On the end of a road,
to no where.
find its conclusion strange.
Like a fragrance born
That Cant be sought in sound ,light or space.
Equations & reasons
Like a sap
That cannot be found in the tree
it bloomed.
Like the Self that was me
in crystals of memory.


Every moment
born from thee.
is a Flower of Ether
I yearn so dear
Emptier then thy empty core
Rarer then void
Farther from the furthest shore
Into heart of being
that unfurls a fountain of eternity ,
on its petals of torpor.


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THE INVERTED TREE
oh i miss mY sap of baobab i planted
despite the aggression of a fucking chagol which tries to eat her up
she has come up to almost a tree ...how ever she is no more a sap at my bedside.
MAN FCUK THE CHAGOLS
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COMING OF A RAIN

DRFT...WUD

I sniff a blue mist in the air
As I feel the heavens stairs
descending slowly down.
A blinding spark
on the fakirs crown
HAIL HO GUYS !!!
A leaden cloud
full of dreams
descends upon de burning town.

All the fever in the coal tar
sucked up to the belly of ether.

And a hidden desire
In the embrace of subterranean dark
Beyond comprehension of reason
In some realm of stark
Rises its green head
with the vengeance of convalescence sweet.
A quavering lonely twig
like some proud flag against treason
gazing at the silvered mirror.
Her mothers face there
fertile full and with flowing main

As I see
a journey beyond the horizon
Jus beginning
on the coming of a rain.


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i just read first 4 pages of SHAVITRI BY AUROBINDO
first book
canto 1
the symbol of dawn
Its so hard to be original
Thats the problem with reading.
That is one of the many blemish who learn by book.
They are just clones .And produce repetition like this stuff of mine
"coming of rain"
So moral of the story, original ones dont bother to read OR follow.
yeah even if its from Aurovindo
confused
ha!ha!
think about it.
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No seriously
as i gather Shavitri the poem changed with time
every time into higher dimensions
every time he reached one level up he changed the lines
as Aurovindos PRCEPTION OF REALITY evolved over time.
the final draft as we read today is
consciousness in full bloom.
so my personal opinion is that we should start from the earliest version
and step up as he evolved
EVOLVED INTO ANOTHER CONSCIOUSNESS
INTO ANOTHER BEING DIFFERENT FROM HUMAN
only then we could have a full xploration of a mind
but i think today that might b impossible
i don't think any single human has done that
IN OUR GENERATION AT LEAST
It is true there were always epics like Mahabharat and stuffs
with this kinda range.
But they were perhaps written by many.
Through generations.
Think Aurobindo has done it singlehandedly.
Perhaps the limit of human realization was reached by him.
At least he went perhaps very close to the horizon of perception.
OR WHO KNOWS BEYOND...........
Man this poetry is
A TIME MACHINE INTO MIND...
Thats the definition of a REBEL for me.
Ha !!Ha!!
Its only the first 4 pages and i almost feel on the edge of reality.
I wonder what i will feel or feel at all when i finally end it.
Man for the first time in my life i feel like reading.
TIME TRAVEL IN THE SPACE OF MIND
WHO CAN RESIST ??
AT THE SAME TIME SOME SNOB INSIDE ME TELLS ME NOT TO READ.
TELLS ME TO FIND STUFFS OUT BY MY SELF.
THATS THE DILEMMA.
WE CALL EXISTENCE.
A DICHOTOMY
Some saps dare to sprout
others prefer to remain as the
FLOWERS OF ETHER
My next poem in contemplation.
Hope I make it.
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BUDS OF VERSE

ITS A HOBBY I AM DEVELOPING TO COLLECT VERSE
FROM MY FRIENDS ACROSS SOCIAL SITES
HOPE THEY DON'T SUE ME.

AN ODE 2 BUDS

This from my school J (junior)
he has sm thing to say
so man i am puting in ma blog
all his slogs
his spanking sprays
so that it stays
coz he is much a slob
to keep his log
so get smitten
by stuffs that has 2 b written

for my bro
Drft...wud




Atritic Verse
from Atri Chatterjee
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2/9/10
The wayward flight of the swan
Is it time to leave?
All that is left
Is nothingness, I believe...
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5/9/10
A heavy sun, indistinct
Coiled up behind a mass of clouds
Silent, like a sleepless winter's night
... Beneath his eyes looking down
A patch, of things lost in the fire
Of memories not so bright...




Shaymakian Verse


from Shaymak Ghosh
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15/8/10
A tattered rug for the moon -clothed angels...
Melting eyes for the hash-induced lovers...
A proud bird for the closing sky..
Freedom is a bullet for the arms that dreams to fly....

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17/8/10
A crack here , a hole there..
Dripping blood , "boy don't care"....
Rummaging the lousy brain ....
you gather shining scraps of pain.....
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8/9/10

ekta vishon chaoa bikel...opexa...
somerset maugham..bristi..dhnoa... ;
some evenings remain fresher than the jasmine tea fragrance !!!....

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22/10/10
ROYONIC VERSE

BHASKAR ROY

a full moon
a clear sky....
brilliant pensive colors,
silent shadows, a lonely steep road....
you are walking alone
thinking of a place and people far away.............

phaps lonely in NY
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4/11/10
ANIMALS
Ahmed DalvI(a facebook frnd)

Damn...
I see pink elephants
and yellow hyenas in class...
Is it just me..??

PRELUDE 2 JACKKIE

Drft...Wud


Trapped in a dream
living it in pain

painting it all
in charcoal stains

bringing up a dawn
from the nights spawn

Am searching for a star
in the abyss of a black hole far

if life is a function
of time space and dream
the constant is a black charcoal


all the big bang and string
like transient scartch & scream
are but mind's frill

on the canvass of Universe
black and still.

so what is a MIND then
a puppet show of molecules
fidgetty and gay
sometime dead,sometimes on play.

and as i say so
theres a meteor that streaks the sky
a child squabbles with dye
a man writes his final deed
a frenzied waltz in a kicking feet

and that some ONE abstracted
who watches Jackkie's

"Portrait and a Dream"

when he was a jackass
and when he is Him




JACKKIE THE JACK ASS





PORTRAIT AND DREAM by
JACKSON POLLOCK


Pollock said the head on the right of this painting was a portrait of himself “when I’m not sober”.
head on the left
"In his hour – when he had his hour – Pollock believed the mess inside him was somehow communicable and beautiful. Then, it was. Now, separate from this chaos of dreams, he contemplates its violence, menace, tangled psychosexual mayhem, as baffled as we are."
Jonathan Jones

link http://pollocksthebollocks.com/2008/03/15/portrait-and-a-dream-jackson-pollock-1953/

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ARBORETUM IN MAKING

BAOBAB
ADANOSIA DIGITATA
NATIVE : HOT DRY SAVANNAH SUB-SAHARA AFRICA
AP,KARNATAKA.




OCTOPUS TREE
UMBRELLA TREE
TUPIDANTHUS CALYPTRATUS
NATIVE : Australia, New Guinea and Java


SOME OF THESE DAYS I WILL HAVE MY OWN ARBORETUM
TILL I GET EDUCATED ENOUGH .....

3/8/10

the first thing i learn regarding transplant and regeneration is that if your transplant like
it there in the bed it shows you a high five
yeah !! not jocking
my baoobab and octopus tree like the bed we prepared
how do i know ?
simple its showing high fives
both of them have unfurled each new set of foliage
as is a fist opening up cool
let me see i can learn more
my mali says they are growing up pretty
oh !!yeah
that is what one calls
coolieoooo!!

26/8/10
some stupid goat ate all the green foliage of my octopus tree. it was a downer .
felt blue most of the period thought it was going to wither away.
as i was parking my car yesterday saw a green shoot coming up. Today it opened up like a green fist
giving a high five
cool !!!
hope the stupid goat is'nt around shala patha !!
AND THE BAOBAB is doing just fine previously it was below my knee
now it has crossed the shoulder 15 days it would cross me for sure
think sir kept it to make a Bonsai of it.
DOUBLE COOL !!

la siesta

Drft...Wud

at .....
5:59 am
Monday


BARK !!

was all Benson Soren could utter as the grande valse fell like dew drops into the small glass aquarium bedroom. Brimful with aquamarine early morning deluge.Like a fish his hand swam in the morning ray deep into the river of NOKIA where the soul of Francisco Tárrega was trapped transformed into a fluttering nymph .Which was now jetting out Tárrega's gems in staccato of spitoons ,kicking up a schism in the silken Bernoulli of fresh morning air along the humane curves of his naked foil.
his fingers metamorphosed into shark tooth, tore 13-16 bars and had the nymph hacked gory by a sudden snap.


6:00 am Monday


BARK!!BArk...


was all he could cough up to the abstractions that trouble him at night.
As his mind dawdled off into a real sleep


Daily 6:00 am

was his hour of redemption.Ben truly enjoyed redemption like stuffs. He enjoyed this so much so that he resisted the pills with promise of dreams.Which he had in bucket full free & legal. In amounts you would find gold goblets at king solomons mine.
It was when he took out his vorpal blade hidden beneath his pillow.


Snicker !! Snack !!

with a swift blow he took those monsters down.


Oh ! how sweet it felt


as his tryst melted down into an amnesia of nectery sleep churrned up from the viscous bile in his deepest pits.Like the nymph breaking free of the frozen bars into a frenzied waltz.
Probably this was all he lived for.All the time after that ,its candy juice formed diamond strands.And all the time within the lattice ,the little yellow molecules, got closer and closer.
A gargantuan heat & brobdingnagian force built up to a cataclysmic proportion. Till the whole crystal castle collapsed into a sandstorm of golden wasp which stung his eyes like thousands spears squirting acids into the sore. So he could take it no more & closed his eyes ...........to wake up to the world

by 8:30 am

8:31 am

BARK !!! BARK !! BARK!! BARK....

he was hurtling down mad
into A Rash above the head-post
that read

'In the core of God's abysm,—
Was a weed of self and schism;'

from his
"Santhali" mother ....Long dead.......infected from a white magician.




NB :
WE ALWAYS HAVE LIFE EXPERIENCES OF VERY SHORT DURATION. MUNDANE DAILY OCCURRENCE THAT DON'T MAKE IT TO A STORY. DUE TO THEIR DAILY APPEARANCE. SAY LIKE A SUNRISE.BUT ARE OF IMMANENCE SIGNIFICANCE TO MAN DUE TO THEIR VITAL REPEATABILITY. IT IS SO MUCH HIS PART OF CHARACTER.IN-FACT SOMETIMES HIS WHOLE BEING.SO I TRIED TO WRITE ON THIS OSERVATION OF MINE.SINCE I DIDN'T COME ACROSS ANY SUCH TECHNIQUE BEFORE.SO I DONT HAVE A NAME FOR IT.TAKING THE RESPONSIBILITY OF AN INVENTER OF THIS TECHNIQUE.I CALL THIS STUFF
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MIDGETS
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THIS IS NOT A SHORT STORY OR A POETRY.
RATHER A SITUATION BUILDING UP EXERCISE
I GIVE YOU MY midget.
MY FIRST SHOT.
A WIDGET FOR MIND PLAY
GO PLAY...............

WOMEN

Drft...wud



It's dangerous to want
a woman
So was
the boy told
who didn't know the measure of gold
or
how things are bought and sold
how to keep the winds on hold
to rustle up a fire in the cold.

It's dangerous to want
the infant in the crib
he was told
who don't have a shelter to give
milk and honey, bed time fibs.
she belongs to the mother's bosom.
soft and caring ,tender and heave.

It's dangerous to want the
toddler that pees on nappies
scribbles on walls
giggles and wobble
with fits of falls
she is then a grannies call
full of wises with in the walls
so was the boy told.

It is dangerous to want
a bonnie
the boy was told
cause you act funny
looking fr mischief 2 sell a dummy
to keep her at a distance
shan't never be a chummy
Leave her to teachers
to school her some substance.


Its dangerous to want a maiden
so pure and chaste
for some hansome prince
will come in haste
swish her up into a fairytale fest,
to every bodys cheer & rapturous jest.
leaving you lonely,dark & broken
jerred at for the advice not taken.
to keep it on hold.
so was the boy told.


It is dangerous to love a mother
curl up in her warmth & sticking close
makes you kinda soft
for the world 2 rub your nose.
she should tend her other half,
not a shameless full grown cub
prepare for her date with the divine
not pamper the boys recurring crime
so was the boy told

He was told more
how to grow up to be a man.
how to dance to the tick of time.
how to know his bonnies , damsels and dame.
how to drop ancohor & play it tame.

cause it is dangerous to be a boy
it is dangerous not to care
to take destiny by the scarf
and give it a stare

Of course !!!
the boy did'nt heed
did all things opposite
because by the little math he knew
he worked out
how to cage time ,that always flew

so he never grew up
unhappy or old


unlike others
who had the boy sold
who have learned the measure of gold


And of course !!
he wanted a women
head to toe
know her clear & thorough
much.....much more
then those proud show.
Those in a haste to be old
but not to grow.


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THE WOMEN OF A BOY IS AN ANGEL
SOMETIME ALSO CALLED THE BITCH


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7v_GS5qwAkM
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SKUR..MISH SONGH

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Drft...Wud
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SNIKER !! SNACK !!!!!
FACE THY FLAK !!
RUMBLE LYKE THE BUMBLE
BLOWS AND STUMBLE
LIYKE SMITTEN CHAffS
BOW WOW - RIF RAFFS


Tek 2 heels ,
HERE i cumming bounding
tuck ur tail
cos stom en heil
Follows pounding
tables truning
circles rounding
sniff !!snAff !! whiff !!whAff !!
boogie tyke cums hounding

sitting duck
nip and tuck
thr ain"t b no truck
2 settle
evry thing is clen
lyke th thunder strike
split you 2 two
didley dooo


MY SWiee FREND ..
HOPE UR SThIL stOnding !!
COZ I,M JUSsss.. BEGON.iNG ..!!!
so BES OF all the gud LUCK...
as u ShhUK !!
ur lonly thum
shimmy thy pour pour bum.
till i gulp down thy barrel
of swiee swiee Rum.



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This Stuff Is best ever drift ...wud poetry + philosophy
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Dedicated to the happy occassion of trampling tadpoles and making them kinda jelly !!!
SOME BODY STOP ME !! YEAH !!
BY THE BY
THIS POETRY IS LOADED WITH HUCKLEBERRY AND JIM + JABBERWOCKY INFLUENCE
THANKS HUCK !!! THANKS JABBERWOK !!
HUCKSTUFF-JABBER-WORK
IF SUCH THING EVER EXISTED.
HA !HA!!
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THE FAMISHED ROAD

Okri takes seeds of magical realism from south america & plants it in the African soil.
A story sprouts
into
a fascinating Inverted Baobab.
The kind we can't comprehend



Never knew before a fairy tale from the pits of hunger. The spirit existence of a child called AZARO amidst humiliation starvation and exploitation .
What can be the colors, smells,touch of such AZARO dreams
......Okri tells you......
A story of growing up & playing catch up with so called modern western world. AZORO is but Africa.Modernity spreading like rash across the enchanted continent. As its rivers turn into roads.
So what is better ....???
The ever hungry giant that eats itself up in the end ??
or
....okori's witch craft??
An Africa long since transcended into world of spirits.
By the magic wand of western scheme
called
"DEVELOPMENT / TECHNOLGY/ECONOMICS"
that humanity endures today with awe.

You wonder !! Is it so different here in India ??
or in the Americas or the Australasia or Middle Asia
Dont ask
Mr Obamas,
Mr Putins,
Mr Sarkos,
Mr Gordons,
Mr Howards,
Mr Sings,...
OR
even
Mr.Chidambrams .

Not me either !!
cos
i have been destined to live in the bubble
WITH YOU !! IF LUCKY!!
CAN ONLY
look out
AT BEST.

Ask Her instead
She will tell you
oh yeah !! for sure



ASK
THE BASTER GIRL
IN
THE DOMAIN OF BONAFIDES
TO WHOM EARTH ALWAYS BELONGED

PERHAPS ALL ALONG WE ARE TAUGHT OTHERWISE.

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