My mom is around to support me during my health concern
related to my backbone. So its a re-acquaintance with my
mother-tongue (pun intended) :-P
There is an overdose of Marathi and marathi channels in
my life these days. Here is a list of what has become an
integral part of everyone's daily lives (including rural india
at times) with the actual words in the language.
Vaiyaktik aayushya - Personal life
Saraav - Practise
Paathicha kana - Backbone
Vivaran - Explanation, elaboration
Praastavik - Introduction
Zaahiraat - Advertisement
Niga - Look after, take care of
Aacharan - Behaviour
Savistar Vrutta - Detailed report
Paatalyantri - Plotter, derogatory
Karasthani - See Paatalyantri
Kagadopatri - On paper
Shikkamortab - Stamped and sealed
Havaaman Khate - Weather Bureau
Dhrushtikshep - range of vision, glance
Paahunchar - Hospitality
Krutrim - Artificial
Dwaad - Brat, mischievous brat
Khijganati - not exactly sure what this means,
but apparently it is something trivial
Khatri - Sureness
Kaayada aani suvyavasthata - Law and order
Halgarjipana - Carelessness
Akkalkhati gahaan - Written off due to stupidity,
used when you have acted dumb and lost
Pain in the a** - Awaghad jaagicha dukhana
Though some of these are hilarious to read and hear
it is a refreshing break from the nonsensical chatter
around. Will add more later :-)
For the more interested -> Marathi Language
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Paradise
Stepped out for some fresh air
heard a marriage break
Too many players in the game
Everyone with their take
He raised his voice
She pointed her finger
Ego has its day
but its heart ache that will linger
Vessels made some noise
sobs and cries stifled
Both out on the front
With two pointed rifles
She went too far
He couldn't catch up
She didn't look back
and He wouldn't match up
You are a woman
stay put in your shoes
I am man
I can do whatever I do
Love lost its meaning
in that petty moment
Both lived larger than life
and THEY stayed in perpetual torment
Times loved and lost
never found again
Paradise once squandered
only Milton could regain
Will She leave him or
will He hold on
no one knows for now
the game is far too complex
for mere mortals who know
heard a marriage break
Too many players in the game
Everyone with their take
He raised his voice
She pointed her finger
Ego has its day
but its heart ache that will linger
Vessels made some noise
sobs and cries stifled
Both out on the front
With two pointed rifles
She went too far
He couldn't catch up
She didn't look back
and He wouldn't match up
You are a woman
stay put in your shoes
I am man
I can do whatever I do
Love lost its meaning
in that petty moment
Both lived larger than life
and THEY stayed in perpetual torment
Times loved and lost
never found again
Paradise once squandered
only Milton could regain
Will She leave him or
will He hold on
no one knows for now
the game is far too complex
for mere mortals who know
Friday, February 22, 2008
The sun shining through in my raindrops
A phone call from a higher plane
a local call or a dream was it?
A little laughter and moments awry
long talks and a short storry.
The bus, the wait, the coffee brew
An awesome smile that sees me through
Thundering monsoons on a yellow blanket
exotic locales on an unplanned junket
Long days and longer nights
sounds, the Silent Valley and amazing sights
Life is pretty when it pours
Washes away all your sours
Menacing grays or inviting blues
I will give both their due
Blues dont last and neither does gray
Sunshine, Rain... nothing stays
So why worry about a sky that's gray
It holds the promise of sun and hay
For its not life without some sun
and without some rain it is no fun
a local call or a dream was it?
A little laughter and moments awry
long talks and a short storry.
The bus, the wait, the coffee brew
An awesome smile that sees me through
Thundering monsoons on a yellow blanket
exotic locales on an unplanned junket
Long days and longer nights
sounds, the Silent Valley and amazing sights
Life is pretty when it pours
Washes away all your sours
Menacing grays or inviting blues
I will give both their due
Blues dont last and neither does gray
Sunshine, Rain... nothing stays
So why worry about a sky that's gray
It holds the promise of sun and hay
For its not life without some sun
and without some rain it is no fun
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Forever Wait
kabhi yuN bhi to ho
dariyaa kaa saahil ho, poore chaaNd ki raat ho
aur tum aao
kabhi yuN bhi to ho
pariyoN ki mahfil ho, koi tumhaari baat ho
aur tum aao
kabhi yuN bhi to ho
kabhi yuN bhi to ho
ye naram mulaayam ThanDi havaayen
jab ghar se tumhaare guzaren, tumhaari Khushboo churaayen
mere ghar le aayen
kabhi yuN bhi to ho
sooni har mahfil ho, koi naa mere saath ho
aur tum aao
kabhi yuN bhi to ho
kabhi yuN bhi to ho
ye baadal aisaa TooT ke barse
mere dil ki tarah milne ko, tumhaara dil bhi tarse
tum niklo ghar se
kabhi yuN bhi to ho
tanhaai ho dil ho, booNde hoN barsaat ho aur tum aao
kabhi yuN bhi to ho
dariyaa kaa saahil ho, poore chaaNd ki raat ho
aur tum aao
kabhi yuN bhi to ho
Monday, February 11, 2008
Muddat aur dosti
baad muddat ke mila hai dost mujhko
aa kareeb aa ke seene se laga lu tujhko
ye to bazaar hai, har cheez bikti hai yahaan
dekh le shayad na bacha paun tujhko
aa kareeb aa ke seene se laga lu tujhko
ye to bazaar hai, har cheez bikti hai yahaan
dekh le shayad na bacha paun tujhko
Sunday, February 10, 2008
"HE" had plans
An unplanned weekend it was... rather there weren't any plans
made for this weekend. So it was going on a casual note when
suddenly God revealed his first plan.. of sending me to this awesome
all night music concert in town, the Gururao Deshpande Sangeet
Sabha. With stalwarts like Ashwini-Bhide-Deshpande and Pandit
Hariprasad Chaurasia playing it was an offer I couldn't resist.
And the weather was amazing.. it was just right to be out whole
night... with a light drizzle in between, calm, quiet and cool...
It was well worth the price I payed - dear dear sleep. :-)
Pity I couldn't hang around till the last performance. But it wasn't
bad coming home at 5am and driving on empty Bangalore roads..
a sight you can rarely even imagine.. and need I mention the drive
was abuse-free.. lol.
Sunday was moving smoothly with old Hindi classics (and man was
that music or what!) till I got an invite for dinner. Met up an old friend,
literally and figuratively :-P ... and like I mentioned in one of my earlier
posts, it feels amazingly good to reconnect at the same level as earlier
despite time. Nothing like a heart to heart chat over piping hot coffee.
So a weekend well spent.
So how you been and how was your weekend? :-)
made for this weekend. So it was going on a casual note when
suddenly God revealed his first plan.. of sending me to this awesome
all night music concert in town, the Gururao Deshpande Sangeet
Sabha. With stalwarts like Ashwini-Bhide-Deshpande and Pandit
Hariprasad Chaurasia playing it was an offer I couldn't resist.
And the weather was amazing.. it was just right to be out whole
night... with a light drizzle in between, calm, quiet and cool...
It was well worth the price I payed - dear dear sleep. :-)
Pity I couldn't hang around till the last performance. But it wasn't
bad coming home at 5am and driving on empty Bangalore roads..
a sight you can rarely even imagine.. and need I mention the drive
was abuse-free.. lol.
Sunday was moving smoothly with old Hindi classics (and man was
that music or what!) till I got an invite for dinner. Met up an old friend,
literally and figuratively :-P ... and like I mentioned in one of my earlier
posts, it feels amazingly good to reconnect at the same level as earlier
despite time. Nothing like a heart to heart chat over piping hot coffee.
So a weekend well spent.
So how you been and how was your weekend? :-)
Friday, February 08, 2008
Ramblings of an idle mind
lost in love, found by friendship
shown the way and taken care
lost in friendship never gets found
angels do not tread those grounds
shown the way and taken care
lost in friendship never gets found
angels do not tread those grounds
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Road Less Travelled
Aankhon mein kitane mausam... pal me beete kitane saal...
[Eyes... the window to my soul.. reflect the seasons I behold..
snow, sun, wind and rain.. a hundred seasons in a glance told]
Feels somewhat like that doesn't it.. on your birthday. Well, not
exactly :-P Most times I do not even remember what I did last bday!
People put you on a pedestal on that day and the very next day you
have to bite the dust. How sad. It is like the numerous "This Day, That Day"
celebrations. Worship on one day and abuse the next.
Well.. my bday's haven't been like that anytime. Touchwood :-)
But its sad to let go of all the affection showered on you one day of the year.
So I have digressed from the topic. Anyway. What I was trying to say was..
Do you look back on your bday (or New Year for some) and track the progress
you have made and make plans of where you want to be the next bday?
How does it feel if you have missed a few milestones on the way? Course
corrections are an imperative for some, yes :-) But do you then sit and sulk
on that day thinking of where you could have been rather than enjoying where
you are?
I have realised by now (yes, late by other people's standards and early by some
others, but whatever) ... that I am not a goals person. Well.. Yes and No.
I am a short term goals person... and they are not earth shattering goals...
small, tiny, insignificant types. However the big thing is that I have learnt
I enjoy the excitement in taking chances, meeting strangers on the way,
reaching a place I hadn't planned to go to. Well sometimes it hurts, ofcourse,
but atleast I am having fun for most parts. So thats a risk I face anyday.
And I think that risk is something everybody takes in everything they do,
don't they? So what would you rather choose.... a straight laid path that
takes you exactly where you want to go with planned trouble and fun...
or a path that is wayward by nature and opens the doors of the most
exciting places you could ever be?
[Eyes... the window to my soul.. reflect the seasons I behold..
snow, sun, wind and rain.. a hundred seasons in a glance told]
Feels somewhat like that doesn't it.. on your birthday. Well, not
exactly :-P Most times I do not even remember what I did last bday!
People put you on a pedestal on that day and the very next day you
have to bite the dust. How sad. It is like the numerous "This Day, That Day"
celebrations. Worship on one day and abuse the next.
Well.. my bday's haven't been like that anytime. Touchwood :-)
But its sad to let go of all the affection showered on you one day of the year.
So I have digressed from the topic. Anyway. What I was trying to say was..
Do you look back on your bday (or New Year for some) and track the progress
you have made and make plans of where you want to be the next bday?
How does it feel if you have missed a few milestones on the way? Course
corrections are an imperative for some, yes :-) But do you then sit and sulk
on that day thinking of where you could have been rather than enjoying where
you are?
I have realised by now (yes, late by other people's standards and early by some
others, but whatever) ... that I am not a goals person. Well.. Yes and No.
I am a short term goals person... and they are not earth shattering goals...
small, tiny, insignificant types. However the big thing is that I have learnt
I enjoy the excitement in taking chances, meeting strangers on the way,
reaching a place I hadn't planned to go to. Well sometimes it hurts, ofcourse,
but atleast I am having fun for most parts. So thats a risk I face anyday.
And I think that risk is something everybody takes in everything they do,
don't they? So what would you rather choose.... a straight laid path that
takes you exactly where you want to go with planned trouble and fun...
or a path that is wayward by nature and opens the doors of the most
exciting places you could ever be?
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