Blackout is the term used to describe when a person is so drunk that they wake up the next morning with temporary amnesia, no recollection of what they did the night before. It can be used as a verb or as an adjective.
June 23, 2008
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The Window
Many a times, I've looked outside this window and wondered like a zonked out pigeon...How on Earth did I get here? What's the way out? Do I need to find it or it'd show itself to me? The answer comes floating upto me like a cloud and disintegrates itself right before I can make it steady enough to let my retina's focus. There are days when I'm closer to it, and there are days when I couldn't be further away. But amongst all this fluctuation, catching and dropping, there remains a constant - this window.
The beauty is...I've willed it to happen.
The beast is...I'm responsible for it.
The beauty is...I've willed it to happen.
The beast is...I'm responsible for it.
June 5, 2008
Sabka Katega
In the seemingly long gone college life I was introduced to the song "sutta na mila" (Zeest). It fit. And so, we chanted the song day and night. And then one fine day, an erstwhile friend introduced "sabka katega"(bodhiTree) in the same flame. I was dumbstruck by the perpetual truth embellished in this gem of a song. As far as I was concerned, bodhiTree had reached the state of highest enlightenment possible for human kind. As I sit here on my desk, I'm yet again reminded of the eternal truth of life -
Sabka Katega...
Din kate na raat...
what brought us together,
might remain unspoken,
what held us together,
might be worn off and broken,
Even if your wave was different,
as I felt was mine,
Now I want our paths to cross,
waiting for my time...
Din kate na raat kate
na subah kate na shaam
dhoop hate na chav hate
na gum hate na jaam
Dekho sabka katega,
sabka katega raam
yuhin katta rahega,
sabka katega raam
teri yaadon main kalki rain bitai thi
meri aankhon main phir se aas bhar aayi thi
shaakon se phoolon toote,
raahon main jiskedil dooba,
namm hua pyaar main uske
pyaar ghate na yaad bade,
yaad bade har saans
pyas main teri jaane kitne kaat chuka main jaam
jaise sabka katega,
sabka katega yaar
phir se subah hogi,
kabhi to tere dar par
phir se tere mann main,
hum rahe har pal
kya hua jo jhooth kaha ki mujhe na tumse pyar
maan bhi jao kat jayega pyar main jeevan yaar
jaisa sabka katega,
sabka katega yaar
So rememeber, you are not alone, sabka katega ;)
Sabka Katega...
Din kate na raat...
what brought us together,
might remain unspoken,
what held us together,
might be worn off and broken,
Even if your wave was different,
as I felt was mine,
Now I want our paths to cross,
waiting for my time...
Din kate na raat kate
na subah kate na shaam
dhoop hate na chav hate
na gum hate na jaam
Dekho sabka katega,
sabka katega raam
yuhin katta rahega,
sabka katega raam
teri yaadon main kalki rain bitai thi
meri aankhon main phir se aas bhar aayi thi
shaakon se phoolon toote,
raahon main jiskedil dooba,
namm hua pyaar main uske
pyaar ghate na yaad bade,
yaad bade har saans
pyas main teri jaane kitne kaat chuka main jaam
jaise sabka katega,
sabka katega yaar
phir se subah hogi,
kabhi to tere dar par
phir se tere mann main,
hum rahe har pal
kya hua jo jhooth kaha ki mujhe na tumse pyar
maan bhi jao kat jayega pyar main jeevan yaar
jaisa sabka katega,
sabka katega yaar
So rememeber, you are not alone, sabka katega ;)
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