This poem is for those people who realize the value of others only when they are gone ,Some times it may be too late to hold them .So when they are near ,let them know how much you love them and hold them tight and never let them go.




The Broken Window



Midnight comes again,
And I am done with my daily chores,
Now its time to sit by the window,
After I have closed all the doors.

The window has panes of glass,
And I can see the stars through it,
But I am looking for some one, who is special and far,
Who had promised me when she is gone, she would become a star.

Then I turn my eyes to the window,
It has glass, but broken in a weird shape;
In the day I forget about the window,
Because it is covered with a beautiful drape.

Now I peep through the window,
And there I find her shining bright,
She’s as beautiful as she ever was,
And she is the one who is sparkling the night.

How I love you and how I miss you?
Was it only trouble or was it some fear?
Or did you have no reason to cheer?
Why did you not tell me O DEAR?

I sat by the coffin and I cried a lot
People called you weak and they called you a coward.
But I know you had something to say.
I won’t believe, you jumped on your own, Nay.

Today sometimes I sit by your grave,
With a tear in my eye and a broken heart.
But to the grave I carry no flowers,
I carry only pieces of glass and pieces of heart....


Dhimrock--4th March 2006

Hi people thought would write something on the eve of Valentines day.This is in no manner related to my life and I am so happy it is not but while writing this just realised how worse a valentines day could be for a person.And I would really be sorry if it turns out to be someone's true life story.

All characters used in the article are purely a fictional creation and in no way bear any resemblance to any living or dead person.Hope you enjoy it.
Dhimant Negandhi.






Dire straits.

I have always thought of joining a political party,not for power not for money and not for publicity at least.Power not because I am not sure if I can handle too much power.Money not because I am sure I cannot handle too much money and I would end up buying some fancy good for nothing Japanese electronic gadgets that only I can appreciate.
And not for publicity at least as one of the things I fear most in my life is facing the camera.....

So the question arises why join a political party then If I don't want to for the reasons that most politicians do ????

I started short listing my list of political parties and I was left with only one party,and that was the Jeev Lena party because this was the only party that satisfied my whole and sole requirement of joining a political party.

My mission: Stopping Valentine day celebrations.
This missions exists from the date: 14Th February 2004.
Apparent reasons: They will follow soon.

Now here don't get me wrong,I am not someone who does not like love and all the mushy stuff.I am a peace loving guy and I demand some attention and love too.But as Mr..Amitabh Bachan says Afsos.......Now forget the past..No wait a minute.The past is not so easily forgotten.I will soon join the Jeev Lena party and start my morchas against the cupid lovers frightening and threatening every lover on the streets of Mumbai...And when some crappy news channel desperately in need of some publicity stunts will come to ask me why I am doing all this??
My straight forward answer: "Please make love in your house, not on roads,It is a western concept.We will not let the west influence our tradition" and what not....I am so happy no one except you people will ever know the real reason and that is not finding a valentine partner for the last 24 years of my existence.
I am glad people don't remember dead people by who loved them or else I would have been total lost chapter of the history....
Person 1:Who Mr..X ??
Person 2:Arre Mr..X.
Person1:...Oh!!! Mr.. X.Cant remember his face.Heard that name.
Person 2:Mr. X.The one who was loved by..Hmm..hmmm.. hmm
Person1: Forget it there is no Mr..X.

(Name Mr..X because I cant reveal my identity here).The reason is not that I feel insulted(not that I don't) but because I don't want all the pity in this world from you after reading this article.

Lady friends say:"Hey don't worry,you will get a valentine next year"
I wish to say:"Hey Lady,If you are feeling so sorry why don't you be my valentine.Why wait for one more year? "
She would say "I already have a valentine".
And I want to shout and say "Who in this world ever made this rule that you cannot have more than one valentine".Why cant she simply say that I am too ugly to be her valentine???

My male friends say:"Hey Its nice that you don't have a valentine.Its too much of a pain"
I wish to say:"Hey why don't you just rest at home like me on Valentines day and let me enjoy with her and here the question being ugly does not arise because If she can select my friend as her valentine she can surely select me as her valentine.

Now I distinctly remember my closest shave of getting a valentine company.It was third year of Degree college(14th Feb 2003).It was Valentines day for the 21st time in my life.Some unlucky girl of my college walked out to me and wished me Happy Valentines Day.I reciprocated.My dumb witted friends convinced me that she must definitely love me to say that.With those ransacked brain ideas of my friends,I went ahead and asked her If I could take her to coffee and she replied "I already have a valentine".Now I was first cursing the day and then my friends.Cursing the day and its rules because why do people wish HAPPY VALENTINES DAY when they do not want to be my valentine??.This is the first thing on my agenda after joining Jeev Lena.One who wishes the other a valentines day has to voluntarily act as a valentine if required.

And With friends like these who needs enemies ??

Then again on 14th February 2004,I decided I would make my last attempt to get a Valentine.I short listed three girls whom I could try and convince to go out with me on the golden day.And to make sure I got the valentine this time round.
My criteria for selecting the girl were:

1. THE GIRL SHOULD BE UGLY.( This my friend is necessary.If you think otherwise,you should see me once at least !)

2. SHE SHOULD NOT HAVE ANOTHER VALENTINE.(I don't mind if she has as long as she comes out with me)

3.SHE SHOULD NOT BE BORING (The day would get too boring if there would be two boring people.Me is just enough)

Hey God did I ask for too much??
I decided to buy three gifts for each of them and just to make sure I make it this time,I decided to buy jewellery.What good planning.Sometimes I am proud of myself...

Now I decided to walk to my friends jewellery shop and buy 3 rings or something.As soon as I entered his shop,There was a van of journalsits from STAR NEWS having some special coverage on Valentines day.My friend feared his existence customers would not say all the good things about his shop.So he made me the customer adn those journalists took my interveiw where I had to say things like "Jewellery is beautiful just like my valentine and I dont mind spending so much for her as she is so beloved to me".

After finishing the testament,I walked selected the cheapest jewellery available walked out to college just to realise to my horror everybody had seen me on STAR NEWS.First I felt happy for getting free publicity but then I realised the 3 girls must have seen it and now they think I am a lucky guy with a valentine for the day.I simply decided not to try any stunts and mad my mom happy by giving her those gifts.

The resolution to join Jeev Lena was the strongest that day.I always used to wonder why would somebody oppose Valentine day celebrations like the Jeev Lena party does.But I think now I have my answer.

They are just some unfortunate people with some unfortunate luck who have spent more than half of their lives finding valentine partners but to no avail.My sympathy with them and with myself.I am waiting outside the party head quarters.There are 2 minutes left before I sign the party papers and change my ideologies.I am still looking out for a valentine !!!!!

JAI JEEV LENA !!!
Dhimrock-14th Feb2006

Happy Valentines Day

Realise it...........................

I had written this poem in 2004 during Diwali dedicated to those child labours who make crackers for us to burst when they could have spent the same time educating themselves and finding a better life for themselves

From today onwards let the happiness flow,

From today onwards let the crackers blow,

Forget all your worries and fights,

Because this is the festival of lights.

After the year that was ,

I remember a moments few,

But time has come to forget those moments,

And start things in life really new.

We may be having certain rights

and we have certain duties to fullfill ,

Towards our freinds,family and thats the deal,

Let us do them all without losing the Zeal.

I know humans are born selfish,

But forget not we are born to perish

So lets develop a virtue of being selfless,

Do nice deeds for even others to cherish.

But with all this there is a little thing to know

Lets do one nice deed, to do, not to show,

Spare a thought for the children small,

Who labour to make the crackers all.

Child labour is a crime , it is not good for them,

Give them a chance to live, earn glory and fame,

Because if their life is wasted, its we who are to blame,

They are there to study not work , oh what a shame!

For the little children in your house,for the crackers they will cry,

Give them what they want, dont say no to them, dont even try,

But its you who has to realise,dont be a part of it

And make them realise the problem bit by bit;

So when they grow up they understand, what we still dont,

Humanity is above all what you in your life ,need and want!

-Dhimant 10th November2K4

Shayar Hum bhi tthe kabhi,
Shayri Hum Bhi kabhi likhte tthe;
Pyar ki galiyan hasin hoti hain,
Un galiyon mein hum bhi kabhi Dikhte tthe;
Un Galiyon mein aapne akela na choda hota
To Pata na hota,dil bhi itne saste mein bikte tthe.

The Ghost of Howard Roark

"What do you think of me ?", he asked Howard.Moving back he replied "I don't think of you";My favourite lines from the epic 'THE FOUNTAINHEAD'.

The Fountainhead is not only an epic, it is a peice of art,it is something that will never be reproduced again.After finishing it for the third time,I feel the strong urge to put my thoughts on paper however insignificant they may be.The article is not about the book and it would be a lie if I said it is about its hero 'Howard Roark'.It is about the ghost of Howard Roark.It will get clear with explanations.Rand puts forward her ideas and philosophies through its characters,Roark being the strongest of them.But there is one character she forgets to sketch out in her book and this character although has no incarnate form,it is the one that teaches me the most.The character is what I call 'The Ghost Of Howard Roark'.

The character is a dynamic one.The reader is the one who plays the character.The character plays the role of I,me,myself,the ego,the soul,the self or whatever else you decide to call it.From here onwards I will address 'you' as the character,so it is easier for me to explain.

You open the book,you start reading it.After reading through the first two chapters,you are impressed by Roark's character; you immediately go back to real sitautions.You come across two feelings.

1)Regret-You remember times when you acted meekly where you could have stood affront and told the other person 'This is what I feel and this is what I will do.'

2)Pride-Because you feel the strength of Roark's character inside you when you remember an incident when you acted like him.

You always had a complaint in school,in college and at your work place that the system sucks; we are forced to follow it blindly,there is no excitement and what not.But suddenly those 2 chapters open a whole new dimension of your thoughts which tittilate your cerebrum.You smile.This is what goes through your mind.If the system sucks,why should I suck along with it,why cannot I build my own system because I have to live in it.If my job gives me no excitement,why don't I move ahead and do something that excites me.I am brave enough to do it.

This is what the 2 chapters do to you.

You feel as if you were standing alone on a piece of road wondering in which direction to move ahead,Suddenly an angel like figure pops-up on your head and all of a sudden there is an aura around you !Your eyes seem to emit a silver beam like flash which shows you how the real world looks like...It shows you the world of Objectivism.

Halfway through the book and all your dreams and promises of being Howard Roark like slowly start shattering as Peter Keating starts making his moves in the epic.It is then you realize,what a big loser he ends up being.And the pain;The pain of being what others want you to be starts paralyzing Keating.You too start feeling the same pain,even worse when you start the process of recounting a million encounters where you have been a classic Keating;Keating the Loser.

If you managed to find pride when you found 2 ways in which you were similar to Roark,you end up finding hundreds of which are similar to Keating.In short Keating rattles you to SHAME.

Then comes the real character Toohey.Not only is he the 'PEOPLE' we talked about earlier,he is also the most intelligent character of the epic.The character who thinks free of his emotions.The earlier half of the epic depicts Toohey as the average intelligent guy just involved in politics here and there. But in the later half,the character takes the drivers seat as you realize that the people are the real drivers of every soul,every ego.People like Keating become useless in the pursuit of being what others want.And the others become useless because they get heroes like Peter keating who is in himself useful to none.I mean he can never be a source of inspiration.

And so the cycle begins;useless heroes,useless people,useless societies and back to useless heroes. The central character to a useless society i.e. characters like Toohey know who the real Hero is.He knows Roark is what a human being should be,egoistic and objective and he knows Keating,is what a human being should not be,a loser.But Toohey makes the people believe the opposite.He promotes losers like Keating for the simple game of Power.Its always easier to have power and control over heroes like Keating rather than champions like Roark who love themselves more than anyone else.

Now you are lost stranded not knowing who the real human is ,because ideally you know you have to be Roark but when you open your eyes to the practical world,you know you depict Keating very closely?But the Hero for you is Roark.Although you know or should I now say we know we are Keatings in most senses.You have the smartness of Toohey and you want to develop the will power of Roark.

So you leave the book,planning to implement all your ideas you have gathered.The book is gone ,so has the reading.The characters of Toohey,Roark and Keating have gone but one thing will remain with us/me/we forever 'The Ghost of Howard Roark' and the day I feel like Peter Keating again,I simply pick up my copy of the epic by Rand.

11Jan2006

Dhimrock

The essence

Deep rooted within the spirits of a man lies his ego;the ego he worships,the ego he loves,the ego that means 'I',the ego that truly drives him......
Lost in the rat race of life,a man often wonders if he is right or wrong,in every small decision he makes,and sometimes,he faces regret while sometimes it is pride that he owns it should neither be pride nor should it be regret.
Not regret because no decision is ever wrong,what is wrong are the implicactions ! At the moment the decision and if it is itself that makes it,it has to be right at the moment it was made.
Not pride because every decision is made to achieve some type of success and having pride would be equal to doubting one's own abilities.
In either case it is the self that is affected.
'Ego' is what I call self-love.Now it seems underogatory,does not it? But the important point we are missing out is why are we demoting Egoism? What is so wrong about it? A clear distinction needs to be made between a an egoism and a selfishness.
Why are children in school taught not to be egocentric?

Ego or 'Self Love' as I describe it is what is the TRUE essence of life.

People work on a job for years,spending those years wondering whether what they did was what they wanted to.They search for wealth,on finding it,they search for more of it;After finding more of it,they search for peace of mind and this search continues for ever.The reason being "Satisfaction of Ego is peace of mind" and we cannot be egoistics right.Thats what I remember reading in those self- development books.
Ego is not only the goal we want to achieve,but ego itself is the means to achieve this goal and every other goal we set for ourselves.Money,power,position are motivations and there are no doubts about it,but the underlying fact remains that these are just means to titillate the ego.

"The search for true motivation ends,where it begins-in SELF"


Dhimant Negandhi
24th December 2005.

ALONE....Today too

The mositness of the morning mist

Still wakes me up with the first ray of light;

But your morning wishes no longer exist,

And its hard to set apart day from night.

The sweetness of the sweetest dishes

Still makes me excited over lunch

But your sugary fingers do not touch the food

And even honey seems to be a salty bunch.

The phone keeps ringing

And I still talk to people,for minutes,hours every day,

But the loveliest voice is missing,

What is the point in speech now,i say...

Every journey I make,even today,

The cool breeze makes me feel so nice

But where is the warmth of your hand i need ?

Aah..,I feel so cold,even colder than ice.

The night is beautiful and sky so clear,

I love to sit and stare at the night;

But where is the twinkle of your eye?

Today the brightest star shines without any light.

This palce is beautiful where I can now Rest in peace,

Everyone's asleep just like me in a coffin sealed by a nail;

But where is my darling with the flowers for my grave?

Today too i miss you,without you,even death seems so pale.

Dhimrock----16Dec2005

This poem is dedicated to all my friends.This is the simplest poem i have ever written but its got lots of meaning for me atleast.The second half indicates it well.Hope you like it.If not, maybe i could not convey my gratitude well enough...

My treasure

I LIVE BY THE RIVER, NEXT TO THE VILLAGE
WHERE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE LIVE ,
PEOPLE ARE GOOD AND FINE ,
WITH THEIR FAMILY THEY DINE.

IN THE NIGHT THEY SLEEP;
IN THE MORNING THEY PRAY
THEIR HEARTS ARE DEEP
FOR OTHERS TOO, THEY PRAY.

THEY CARE ABOUT THEIR CHILDREN
AND FOR ALSO THOSE WHO BRAY
THEY ARE BETTER THAN THE REST
I BELEIVE THEY ARE THE BEST.

THIS DOES NOT SOUND HUMAN
NOR DOES IT SOUND TRUE
ONLY IF I COULD
I WOULD HAVE TRIED TO PROVE.

I WILL STILL TRY TO EXPLAIN

THE RIVER IS MY LIFE
AND THE VILLAGE IS WHERE MY FRIENDS LIVE
WE TOGETHER NJOY THE RAIN
RADIATE THE JOY AND SHARE THE PAIN

MY FRIENDS PRAY FOR SELF
AND THEY PRAY FOR ME AS WELL
THAT IS THE SPIRIT THAT GETS ME GOING
THEY DONT EVEN NEED TO TELL

THEY ARE JUST AND FAIR
FOR EVERY HUMAN THEY CARE
SO CAN YOU FIND BETTER SOULS
WHO PLAY THEIR HEROIC ROLES

I KNOW IT STILL DOES NOT SOUND TRUE
AND YOU HAVE NOT BELEIVED
BUT WHO CARES ,WITH FRIENDS LIKE THOSE
I ALWAYS FEEL RELEIVED.

DHIMANT 14TH OCTOBER 2004

Higher




Life is so unpredictable!! When you are down, it pulls you up; when you are elevated, it bangs you to the ground. You can’t even understand, what is happening to you. Instead of asking, “Is it supposed to be this way?”; I would rather say “This is life… Welcome to reality! Face it and be strong.”Huh! Easier said than done. When someone loses a person close to him; when the person close to you passes away, how do you feel? I can’t even imagine. In fact I shudder at the very thought that these things are destined to happen. And when, all of a sudden, it shows you a middle fingerl it says “YOU ARE NOTHING” and you just stare into oblivion as if you are a fool.Is, so much of attachment to people and things around us, good? May be… or may be not. Well, your parents bring you up, spending every cell of their body, crying for you, smiling with you. There are people around you who love you, who care for you. How can you not be attached to them? How can you not lose heart and break down when something drastic happens to them? Don’t our near and dear ones deserve our tears?They sure do…On the other hand, you have to learn to face realities. Do we all not know that life is meant to end? Do we not understand we must also bear our share of pain? Is it not that happiness and sorrow have to go hand in hand? I think we should be better equipped to face such consequences.Reality and Emotions; Practicality and Morals; they have to be in conflict. None of them being right or wrong. That’s not the point I want to mention here.I want to talk about the reality of life. And the reality is that you love people around you and you always want them to be happy. Because it makes you happy to see them happy. And the reality is, there is an equilibrium in the universe. You have to face both the extremes (like joy and sorrow) in equal amounts.I don’t know how to end this pourout of mine. But it is natural to feel things, good and bad. But, THE SHOW MUST GO ON. Life cannot stagnate because of one catastrophe. Like phoenix we must rise from the ashes!

13Dec2005

The fanciful bay........

11Decemebr 2005.

Thanks,Thanks mate who has been with me throughout my sorrow.But before i proceed with the expalinations,Let me introduce you to the most happening bay of this level 5 HELL(name changed....HEHE..most ppl must have gussed it anyways).Continuing, i am thanking my mate because having a useless person in the same bay sometimes gives us a feeling of being less useless.Who says life is monotnous in the IT industry?? I start my day with a decision ,spend my time making decisions and end the useless day with a decision.
Decision 1.Should i go to office,(real questionn-Am i required at my office) ???
Decision 2.Should i have breakfast first or check my Inbox first(real question-When wil i get work)
Decision 3.Should i stay back after 5 PM and impress my boss(real question-what will i do going home anyways)
Anyways the word break fast is elusive because we never do it fast.We dont because later on we curse ourselves when we sit at our places with no work...But i am not planning to challenge the Oxford dictionary as fast is a relative word,and we do it faster than lunch and pls no doubts about this one..there is no such thing as fast lunch in the IT industry at least in this level 5 Hell.

After having the daily dose of breakfast...i return to my bay with AAJ TAK and BBC......oops
not yet introduced the two people to you....AAJ TAK is the mate i was thanking earlier and BBC ...the new gal in the happening bay......AAJTAK IS TOO FAST WITH NEWS(he is not that useless afterall as stated earlier....)AND BBC is just too accurate with her news.
For her i guess it is more difficult to keep a new story to herself than to swallow a burning rod...
So my stomach is now full ,half with the yuckiest tasting chutney and idli and the remaining half with the munchiest gossip....(I love gossip)
Breakfast to lunch are the 3 most difficlut hours for me to spend,especially without work. Some time later a JAMES BOND look alike(thats what he thinks ...i guess) breezes past our bay,trying to entertain all his bond girls who are least impressed by his titillating approaches and unwanted magical touches.....except one...the one i call the OFFICIAL BOND GIRL....
The physchopathic couple make me psychosomatic(brain is the most affceted) .I waste my time and energy to figure out who is more neurotic.
After i fail to find no more entertainment on my desk and after all my google searches have failed,i turn my neck around looking for some more gossip and BBC never disappoints me and her news will soon attract AAJTAK towards my desk...

At about noon,an intellectual alien(had to use alien coz i found no resemblances to existing creatures) (also the dumbo does not even know what a FTP server means and in techno company,this is criminal,and god dammit he is paid more tha me,BBC and AAJTAK....its true ..its true)enters the bay,reducing the average intelligience of OUR bay wearing some sort of a swimming costume(colourful they are) on his head,God knows what??
But as soon as he speaks in the meeting(will talk about this time pass some later day) i realised the use of the swimming costume ,It was gods eternal gift to him to protect the most underdeveloped part of his anatomy,THE CEREBRUM or should i say the BRAIN.
One of my favourite pass times during no work is downloding weird ringtones to my cell phone...and then play the weird ringtones for the weirdest people on the planet.As soon as a call is over i wait for some comment from someone on the ringtone.If i dont get one ,i feel utterly disappointed and change to another weird ringtone,then wait for someone to call me,If no one does,i call myself from the office Phone....Ya thts me useless and workless..
The other pass time favourite we have is a game i call Playing MAIL-MAIL.In this game there are unlimited participants,.one of the 2 morons from our opposite bay(the one i call absolute moron) starts a game by sending a mail.Then we start commenting (thank you whoever it was for REPLY TO ALL option..i think it was RAY TOMMILSON) on the same mail.Comments can be really weird and creativity is at its peak and me and AAJTAK are expert finsihers of this game with the least space consuming but highly insulting one line comments....like....HOW MAY I IGNORE YOU TODAY??.
By this time its 3 and the remaining time i spend in writing stupid blogs like these....Yahooooo,i just managed to spend my last two hours at office doing something i like,Sorry i have to leave as there are just 5 minutes for my bus to go,and i dont want to miss it again ,coz i am in no mood to write one more blog.......A frustraing 2 hour journey awaits me to take me home....which never gets any better.
Forgive me for not being original here....but...
END OF ANOTHER DAY.NEVER FELT SO HELPLESS,,USELESS AND LIFELESS(the last 2 words do seem original,dont they???)

Yours Truly,
Software Engineer.

Someone

I KNOW SOMEONES INSIDE MY HEART HIDING,

BUT I DONT KNOW WHO IT IS?

HOW CAN SOMEONE BE SO CLOSE

AND STILL I CANT FIND OUT

IT WAS VERY LATE WHEN I WAS GOING HOME, RIDING,

WHEN I GAVE UP TO FIND OUT WHO IT IS,

IT WAS IN THE MORNING FROM THE BED WHEN I ROSE

I RELAISED THE REASON AND WANTED TO SHOUT

THEN I CALMED DOWN AND SAID TO MYSELF

'DHIMANT, WHEN SOMEONES INSIDE UR HEART ,UR PEER AND IS SO NEAR

U TEND TO BECOME ONE , THEN HOW WILL U DISTINGUISH URSELF FROM HER OH DEAR TRY OUT,

YOU WONT EVEN BE ABLE TO DISTINGUISH HER TEAR FROM YOUR OWN TEAR

Dhimant 05Th November

......The Look....

When i look into your eyes I fall and die

When I look into them again,

I fall and die with the same pain,

Today you are gone,I feel like I am slain,

Its over now,nothing is left to complain

Now i just wanna get wet, but it just wont rain.....

When i was down ,You taught me to try,

I used to walk ,you made me fly,

Every pain of yours just made me cry,

Today I stand alone ,why should I lie??

Now I just want to get wet, but its just so dry........

People thought we made a lovely pair,

What the others thought i did not care,

I wanted to kiss you but i did not dare,

But every feeling I just did share,

Now I just want to love,but there only despair..........

You filled my past with bags of glory,

Today you made my future the saddest story,

But what hurts is the present so sad,

I want to get back all the moments I had

Now i just wanna feel sane,but your thoughts make me mad.......

I cannot forget, You are one of those few,

I wish you a life, happy and new,

I still had lots of wonderful things to say to you

But evening has come ,no one can stop the dew,

Now i just want to say sorry,but I say thank you..........

Thank you for all you have done,

Thank you for all the fun,

for moments i will never forget,

I made mistakes I will always regret,

Now I just want to go, but for you I will always wait........

Dhimant Negandhi 30nov2004

-------------Believe---------------

If i ever told you this world is heaven, and there is no suffering,

would you believe me? You know people around you are still dying.

But one thing you should believe,suffering is there to stay,

It has taught me to fight back, whatever price i may have to pay.

If i ever told you that i was born lucky and everything is easy,

would you believe me? You know there are times of trying.

But one thing you should believe,trying times will bring new friends,

They have brought out in me new spirits and new trends.

If i ever told you , i am living my life and smiling forever

would you believe me? you know that there are moments of crying

But one thing you should believe,crying is a form of prayer in ample

where tears are the words and your feelings the temple.

If i ever told you i have been in love never before,

would you believe me? , you know i must be lying.

But one thing you should believe,love is a virtue not a feeling,

Lie you may,but dont hide it, because love has a magical power thats healing.

Dhimant

Always Mine...........(Poem)

When you will be gone forever,
You will always be still mine;
I will always remember you,
When the clock strikes nine
And please dont worry about me,
Let me make you believe i will be fine
And please remember,
That you will always be mine.....

When you will be no longer there,
I will always miss you,
And i can just hope within me
That someday you will miss me too,
But i will always pray to God,
That there is always someone to kiss you
And please remember ,
That i will always miss you.....

Whatever time i spent with you,
Please believe me i have never lied
Every walking step i take,
I will search you by my side
But i know i will never find you there again,
You have walked away just like time and tide
But please remember,
That i have never lied.....

When you were down,,
I just wanted you to try
There was nothing else i wanted,
But i could not see you cry
You look much pretty and beautiful,
When you smile, even if it is dry
And please remember ,
I always wanted you to try.....

Whenever i talked to you,
I always had lots more to say
Now every day i close my eyes,
And wish for just ONE MORE day
But i guess when you get attached,
Thats always the price you have to pay
And please remember,
I still have lots more to say.....

Dhimant 18 January 2005

From Aussies to Ashes....................
23rd September 2005



Some days back I was relaxing in the train on my way to Dadar, I heard a couple of boys talking about the fall of Australia in the cricketing world.
Personally I felt a smile growing inside me as I heard the naïve banter. But later I gave it a slight thought. That was maybe because I have lots of free time nowadays. On a serious note I just wanted to analyze what went wrong with the champions.
I have a bad habit of using analogies when I want to understand most things. I did draw out an analogy; I compared the world dominance of US with the Australian dominance of the cricketing world.
But my own conclusions surprised me; In search of an analogy, I found a pattern of total dissimilarities.
Firstly, there is an invasion of Asian power in both the cases,
China-the biggest threat to US world dominance
India/Pakistan/Sri-Lanka –The biggest threats to Australian cricketing dominance
But there are some significant discrepancies in the 2 patterns. Let me try and highlight those.
Unlike the world scenario where China has been sucking the US throat on the economic front, the battle is not so intense on the cricketing field.
The aversion of the Chinese field to devalue the Yuan has strangled the US economy for too long now.
But the Australian team has won tournaments and series the world over far too easily without any serious competition for a long time now.
Also a very significant event like the World War II was primarily responsible for the US dominance;
But in case of the cricketing field, Australia has built up its dominance by playing great cricket and only that.
At the same time when US was holding back other countries from coming to the Economic forefront by various arm twisting techniques, the cricketing world saw no such efforts on part of Australia to dominate cricket or cricketing politics.

So far so good!

But last week saw Australia fall to ‘Ashes’ after its historic defeat to England but believe me; I have never seen a team fall to Ashes so gracefully.
The team has not exactly been humble over the years nor have been their players but never ever have we seen them reverting to unfair politics or unfair practices to gain the slightest advantage over their opponents and peers.
We would have to concur that it was just the case where we saw some exceptional cricket being played by the England cricketers especially the heap of exceptional cricket led by deadly Freddie.
A magnanimous bowling line up, coupled with some confident looking batsmen was all it took to humble the mighty Kangas.
I don’t know for how much longer, but the Aussies have definitely been worthwhile champions, while the US has and always will struggle to be complete world leaders.
Maybe they can try their hands at Cricket …………

HIT ME BABY ONE MORE TIME

Dhimant Negandhi
24 August 2005


Hanging in between the economic utopia of the dragon and Uncle Sam is the spirit of the devoted Indian, to be precise, that of a Mumbaikar.

The vociferous city labeled as the economic capital of India has made a mock of itself lately. And when I say the city, I include me, you and every anthropoid who has gained a slightest bit from the ‘City Of Dreams’ or shall I now say A Nightmare
.
Momentarily we are forced by the incumbents to dream of the Shanghais and the Tokyos, moments exist when every Mumbaikar’s eye reflects the Yens,Yuans and plump Dollars. And yet in a flash these reflections seem like a hallucination ,and the eyes now reflect slums, a deluge that washed away homes, an epidemic that washed away the residents of those homes and above all a reflection of text that will stay forever “We are not safe………….”

But in recent years I have grown up a lot in terms of optimism, so the adage by the SWAMI echoes in my ears “Be not afraid of growing slowly, but fear standing still”
As Swami Vivekananda says we need to move slowly but surely towards a better future as conditions around us change. Also there is a song by the Scorpions that plays in my mind. It is like a repartee to the problems faced by Mumbai lately. Titled “Winds of Change”, two important lines in the lyrics say

‘Don’t you dare give up,
Listen to the Winds of Change’

The matter of fact is that every one of us is listening and is aware of what is going on but what we are unaware of is what to do next? The question to be answered now remains Can we do something to save the spirit of Mumba Devi ? And if yes who is dominantly going to be this ‘us’?
The truth is that in the great deluge that occurred, every weakling of this city was exposed at the same time.” Truth is Naked” as Shakespeare rightly quotes. We the people blamed the government, the government blamed the Civic authorities, so did the Media and then comes to the forefront the sorry state of affairs that the BMC is crippled with. The ecologists talked about this being a consequence of playing with natural resources, protests for better electricity supply and water supply were raised, protests about the poor condition of the roads were raised. Concerns were shown by one and all for the people without food and water supplies.
There is no doubt in my mind that these were issues of concern and I am as concerned for all of them as any average altruistic citizen of Mumbai but can we just neglect the fact of prime importance?
If and only if and I repeat, If and only if, Bombay..oops.. Mumbai had a better drainage system that is if it could drain the excess of water at a rate twice that of what it does currently, all the other concerns would become either tertiary or extinct.
The solution sounds so simple,does not it? But what we fail to realize is that the failure to implement the solution is due to the rigid bureaucratic setup of our government offices. And this bureaucracy comes as an accompaniment with America’s gift to this world and that is Democracy.

Someday I would like to stand up and question the integrity and the greatness of democracy as I on a personal note do not believe that democracy is the ultimate system for a nation’s well being. And I have profound belief in Human Creativity to come up with a better solution at least a better version of the current democratic process.
But for now I am fine with democracy. My plea to the government both at the state and at the centre, Get the money from the government treasury or from the World Bank or whatever…and Forgive me if I sound apathetic but build up a drainage system for my city ,our city and give Bombay…oopss… Mumbai its share of the Economic pie it deserves.
And if in the future if you would kindly settle down to primogeniture issues rather than suffering from the neurosis of changing names of cities, airports and Railway Terminals,
So that every Mumbaikar can say fearlessly to the Rain Gods,
“HIT ME BABY ONE MORE TIME”!

From Economics to Freakanomics




Imagine on a fine Monday morning, you wake up to find that when you walk towards the kitchen, it not only has an entry but an exit too; Curious like most humans naturally are, you walk out of the exit to find anew room and you are even more surprised to find a n exit again. You continue your journey until you find out that you are in a room that has an exit and you don’t remember how many rooms you have crossed. Gosh! That’s so difficult even to imagine that you start questioning your senses or whether you are still dreaming. And if it is true, you may just need to do something about it!!!!!!!

That’s what is precisely required because the rules of the game have changed. I am talking about the nations that have not only have doors to the outside world but which broken down their walls and borders all together. We now live in a borderless world!
But to save ourselves from total chaos, we may just have to redefine our laws, our ways of reasoning and our outlook.

Economy is a relatively new science, because although Economics has long existed, the laws have been relatively set later than most other sciences. No wonder Economics was lately (1960’s to be precise) introduced as a Nobel Prize category too.
But is it a science? Because a science must be always answerable and accountable to Ecology. But sadly Economics is not. And I am surprised why it is not?

Capitalism is no doubt a boon for our modern society, but are not we bringing the same to the threshold of a curse? Why are we letting the lapse of accountability lead to a crisis?
And it is the same borderless world that I was talking about which is accelerating the rate of this crisis. We all know about how setting up enormous factories has led to pollution and depletion of the ozone layer. So I will save this article from that discussion. But there are a couple of things I am more worried about and they are not transparent enough to be seen easily. So I thought I will scrape some of the surface for you people.

Einstein quotes “I don’t know what the third world war would be fought with, but the 4th one would be definitely fought with sticks and stones.”
It may require a German genius to coin this quote, but does it require more than a common citizen to understand and decode these 25 words of caution??
Bringing out a clearer picture, the so called Nuclear energy which is deemed to be the future of the world energy needs is more than a hazard. Today the mention of a nuclear hazard may remind you of Chernobyl or say Hiroshima or Nagasaki, but how many of us know that the nuclear weapons that countries like US possess are a 1000 times more destructive than the former one! Leave alone the arms race, the same amounts of energy are also stored in the energy powerhouses, or so called Nuclear reactors.
Although the US may convince the world of the security and the safety of these reactors but the fact remains that the chances and risk of a disaster can never be eliminated as long as the human factor is involved. And it is no secret that the H factor will never and can never be eliminated.
And in absence of a disaster too, these reactors are leaving back huge remains of Plutonium waste that will haunt the Human race forever.
The arms race, the reactors and enormous wastes have not threatened not only us but the generations to come. The question I want to ask is “WHAT RIGHT DO WE HAVE TO PUNISH THEM, CHASTISE THEM IN SUCH A MANNER THAT THEY MAY NEVER RECOVER?” The extinction of the dinosaurs reminds us that life and ecology has to co-exist. We don’t want other species to dig out human fossils a 1000 years from now!!!! Or do we??

But there is one more opaque factor and a bigger disaster and that is related to Agriculture.
Technology in agriculture has always been shown as a boon in developed countries, but how many of us are aware, that it is the economics game at play again. The oil companies and the fertilizer companies have found out who their biggest customers are from their base. They have done the world good by educating them about the benefits of this revolution, but what about the other side of the coin? I will try and do the needful.

The year round different crops were grown before the green revolution and as pests generally affect only a particular variety of crop, growing different crops led to the elimination of these pests. Also soil fixation was naturally done by the earthworms. But this natural rhythm has been disturbed completely and today the farmers are producing a single crop throughout the year with the help of great fertilizers and chemicals and fertilizers are used for the purpose of fixation too. But this is only making the pests immune to these pesticides slowly but surely. And more importantly we are leaving behind traces of and huge traces of deadly chemicals in the Bio-cycle that will ultimately lead to disaster.

And coming back to Economics, if you doubt any of these facts, go back and look back at the various US oil companies that have started to foray into fertilizer and chemical business and Vic versa.
Now that’s what I call Freakanomics!!!!!!!!!!


Dhimant Negandhi