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All I Want

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I don’t ask for much
but what I want is something money can’t buy.

All I want is to wake up with you in my arms
to start a new day where the first thing I glance upon is you.

All I want is to gaze into your big beautiful brown eyes
to see your soul reach out to me in ways we’ve never experienced before.

All I want is to feel your silky flowing tress
to tickle my senses soaring the love within.

All I want is to feel your lips upon mine
to feel your tongue glide against mine fighting for domination I willingly give you.

All I want is to feel your heart against mine
to feel it beat out the same rhythm as my own.

All I want is to prove how much I love you
to show you our love goes beyond all reason.

All I want is to hold your hand
to let you guide me by my own hand, as well.

All I want is to worship you day and night
to treat you like the queen you are.

All I want is to dream with you
to dream of a life without pain.

All I want is to see your smile
to see you joyful and happy.

All I want is to make a life with you
to make a life where anything is possible.

All I want is to love you forever
to make my fairy tale come true.

I don’t ask for much
but what I want is something only you can give.

Artist : Brent Heighton

Painting Courtesy : Romantic Art Gallery. Paris-Rome-London

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Mango People in a Banana Republic

When Robert Vadra Gandhi (should I use Gandhi… I wouldn’t be surprised if Robert Vadra takes the Surname of his wife’s family (Feroz Khan family) adopted), put up his status message in Facebook saying “Mango People in a Banana Republic” he was completely right.

“Mango People” as we are “Aam Admi” (in Hindi) and I am not disputing this, because I believe of the estimated population of 1.22 billion, 800 Members of Parliament (approximately 550 in Lok Sabha and 250 in Rajya Sabha) and their kin, the Congress Party President and her stooges put together could add up to 2000-3000 people who can be called ‘privileged’ and can be bracketed as “Non-Mango People”.

Once that is clarified the Aam Admi is indignant and fuming about the “Banana Republic” part of the comment. Arvind Kejriwal, the new messiah of Aam Admi, is adding fuel to the fire. But in my opinion Robert Vadra is correct in his observation.

“Banana Republic” is a country operated as a commercial enterprise for private profit, effected by the collusion between state and favoured monopolies. Whereby, the profits derived from private exploitation of public lands as private property, and the debts incurred are public responsibility. An imbalanced economy reduces the national currency to devalued paper-money, hence, the country is ineligible for international development-credit, and remains limited by the uneven economic development of the country.

We Indians live in this big myth that the learned Dr. Manmohan Singh rules the country. The BJP would have us believe that Sonia Gandhi rules the country in proxy. But fact is that this country is a money making enterprise of Ottavio Quattrocchi, the Italian Businessman of Bofors fame. And this country is being operated as a commercial enterprise for the private profit of Ottavio Quattrocchi. Dr. Manmohan Singh and P Chidambaram (who is the kajanji of the Feroz Khan Gandhi family) are indeed working really hard to bring the country to that status “Banana Republic”.

Kudos Mr. Robert Vadra Gandhi for the most insightful observation.  Thank You.

Picture Courtesy : hindustantimes.com

The Flame Burns Out

A flame burns and goes away,
no longer to walk the light of day.
 
The warmth and comfort linger on,
the comforting light will never be gone.
 
Remember the flame, remember the light.
Remember the sound and the sight.
 
Comfort your soul with memories sweet.
The flame is gone, but not the comforting heat.
 
Warmth for the body, warmth for the soul.
Remember the flame, keep its memory whole.
 
It hasn’t gone, nor walked away.
It has simply faded from the light of day
 
Pain is remembrance and remembrance pain.
But, visit those memories time and again.
 
Wrap yourself in blanket of comforting love.
Feel the flame and the vahament love.
 
Flames flicker and always go out.
But all reunite with joyful shouts.
 
Together once. Together again.
The cycle of life has no end.
 
Cling to and cherish, let sweet memories thrive.
Because a flame has gone out, doesn’t mean it isn’t alive.
 
The light lives within us, it resonates there.
Feel love and comfort, but never despair.
 
The flame may be gone, it may not seem fair.
But someday it will meet you in a place called “up there”.

 

Picture Courtesy : Google Images

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