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Friday, July 3, 2009

INDIAN WOMEN PARANOID SEX SYNDROM

n hardly one can find Indian women with straight orientation as far sex is concerned
hype with paranoid behavioral ism traversed with pseudo purism is all pervasive

Probably women have forgotten laws have been made only for women
Males are not protected by laws in this stupid country

paranoid behaviour emanating from the daughter phenomenon have poisoned the minds of law makers and think tanks together

where the scenario will lead
its more evident in failing of the marriage institutions all over

courts know the pinch but have no original powers to act upon as original powers are not bestowed upon them

the Sati Savitri concept given to Indian women is horrible mis-founded as the root cause emanates from the daughter concept overwhelming INDIAN STUPID MALES

Well!!
what is the solution

Nature will take its own course
before a correction in the perception quotient of masses shall percolate down

till then
many buds shall die their unnatural death before the live world can take a real shape

source: shipra.v

Monday, June 29, 2009

LIBERATED SOUL

Development neuro psychiatry is a master bio-physiological phenomenon which produces such neuro-bio-molecular masses that govern the inner psyche

In the simple words it is the womb environment which puts the foundation how we have to struggle our live environment for a large part of the life

the equation is not arithmetic but geometrical in intent but its not straight as the bio- reactions are bi-polar in their content and direction

well!! scientific explanation may not be so simple to understand and far more difficult in its clinical aspects as we hardly know how to manoeuvre these molecules in desired directions

moreover we hardly know what are the desired directions

Science is too naive at this point of juncture

well!!
psychological part of liberated soil is too conventional and subjective
primarily it's more mundane and socio-environmental to any thing like above referred jargons

source: shipra.v

Sunday, June 28, 2009

LIBERATED SOUL

INSPITE of my best possible know how of the scientific world
vacuum haunts me like never before

the query is simple
who is the liberated soul

I recluse in writing with an empirical source of one of my office colleague, whom I hardly know a bit
probably that's the only truth which gives a chance to relate me to outer world
Inner one is hell turbulent

whether science has a reply to my query at all
I do wonder at the theological aspects
I hardly have left one to have a glimpse of their interiors
they happen to lag behind faithfully to the extent as if they are dummy heads around

is there a reply at all
I wonder at my heart

I recluse sometimes on such beauties as shown here
but this is not my cup of tea
I simply hate the fan phenomenon

Is there no liberated soul as such
And we wander
from one set of loci to anther

may be true
but truth is not palatable to the haughty soul
that's the plausible reason
why we remain non liberated soul around

may be
one day come
I find one

but what constitutes a liberated soul
I ask myself

source: shipra.v

Saturday, June 27, 2009

DOTTED AMBITIONS

It probably seems my univ days metamorphosed in nanonic reality crunch around me
I learnt and forgot the major chunk
the reason was the heavy headed knowledge is too unwieldy
and of no practical usage

the Nature is too unpredictable
for itself too
the 'monsoonic' trends are probably not in its manoeuvre

I find the reality all around

but the struggle goes on
with or without a meaning at all
that's what I found at my univ

mega concepts transforming into micro
and exact contrary taking its own mammoth

sometimes I wonder
is the knowledge is at all useful

the ongoing research of particulate physics at a mega project at borders of Germany and France may put some light to my queries

days and night
I ask again
how this is going to change the reality crunch

I know
the reality is infinite undefined

that's what I have learned
while with you
without you

source: shipra.v

Saturday, June 27, 2009

BUBBLES WITH NEURONS

Every moment at work
a lot demanding hype
tit bits of the yore
and your presence
in the mirror of my face

some say something
others with difference

but I am a lost ghost around
looking for aliens world
with fashionable world
so to suit my world

at a few steps
you're busy with your key pad
probably dictating your nerves
let's do what is best bets for the day

I search thro' my eyes
what's there that
I recognise
day after day

but perfection is not there
of your exotic "Yeah"
and my time
with different solicit

I work hard
for another moment

on parallel lines

source: shipra.v

Friday, June 26, 2009

TITHERED BUBBLES

SILENCE with no desires
at my nerves

is that the ideal perfection

I ask a lot
with no reply

I know reply is itself non-existential
at the face value

but its not the way
the Nature has evolved
my scientific soul comes out its sleep

fascination with slow motion of live
running the bio-clock
is too abstract to achieve

may be achieving high heights
its the purpose of scientific evolution
at the hands of Nature

so is me


looking for your aura
near and around me

with or without
a purpose, worth the sample

I ask myself
so much
with no reply

source: shipra.v

Good Morning!!!

Don't miss even a single word.... It's Too good

An atheist professor of philosophy speaks to his class on the problem science has with God, The Almighty.
He asks one of his new students to stand and.....

Prof:
So you believe in God?

Student:
Absolutely, sir.

Prof
: Is God good?

Student:
Sure.

Prof:
Is God all-powerful?

Student
: Yes..

Prof:
My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him.
Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn't. How is this God good then? Hmm? size=2>
(Student is silent.)

Prof:
You can't answer, can you? Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?

Student:
Yes.

Prof:
Is Satan good?

Student
: No.

Prof:
Where does Satan come from?

Student:
From....God...

Prof:
That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?

Student:
Yes.

Prof:
Evil is everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything. Correct?

Student:
Yes.

Prof:
So who created evil?
(Student does not answer.)

Prof:
Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don't they?

Student:
Yes, sir.

Prof:
So, who created them?
(Student has no answer.)

Prof:
Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe the world around you.
Tell me, son...Have you ever seen God?

Student:
No, sir.

Prof:
Tell us if you have ever heard your God?

Student:
No, sir.

Prof:
Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God? Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?

Student:
No, sir.. I'm afraid I haven't.

Prof:
Yet you still believe in Him?

Student:
Yes.

Prof:
According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your GOD doesn't exist.
What do you say to that, son?

Student:
Nothing. I only have my faith.

Prof:
Yes. Faith.. And that is the problem science has.

Student:
Professor, is there such a thing as heat?

Prof:
Yes.

Student:
And is there such a thing as cold?

Prof:
Yes.

Student:
No sir. There isn't.
(The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.)

Student
: Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat..
But we don't have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can't
go any further after that.
There is no such thing as cold .. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat
. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy  Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it .
(There is pin-drop silence in the lecture theatre.)

Student:
What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?

Prof:
Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness?

Student :
You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright
light, flashing light....But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? In
reality, darkness isn't. If it were you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?

Prof:
So what is the point you are making, young man?

Student:
Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.

Prof:
Flawed? Can you explain how?

Student:
Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought.. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one.To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is
not the opposite of life: just the absence of it.
Now tell me, Professor.Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?

Prof:
If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.

Student:
Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?
(The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument is going.)

Student:
Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher? (The class is in uproar.)

Student:
Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor's brain?
(The class breaks out into laughter.)

Student
: Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain,sir.
With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?
(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student, his face unfathomable.)

Prof:
I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son.

Student:
That is it sir... The link between man & god is FAITH . That is all that keeps things moving & alive.

NB: I believe you have enjoyed the conversation...and if so...you'll probably want your friends/colleagues to enjoy the same...won't you?....
this is a true story, and the

student was none other than...........
...

.. APJ Abdul Kalam, the former president of India

Thursday, June 25, 2009

fly with bubbles

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

exotic yes

at my univ
the ubiquitous phrase ran the lips like this
the asses goad the beauties around with their all manufactured smiles and offerings. When the beauty has had enough of the fuss, one day a black horse comes and vanishes with the beauty for unknown horizons

I got miscall from someone (other than the promos) while at my farm
I somehow concluded it might be you only
I checked back thrice ( I hardly pick a miscall )
One Mr Rajiv with a possessive voice responded back

I thought the univ phenomenon has occurred with me too magnanimous
I simply cut short with formal converse

my heart asks
why the hell so thins around
I smile back at the question itself

the reason is simple

it occurs too often
I know a lot
but all of no use

eves generally bring
what I disdain to write clear

again the reason is simple

I am scared off the univ phenomenon

however I have never forgotten the great study of Charles Darwin
" It's the female who plays the vital role far against to the much believed of otherwise".

source: shipra.v

Monday, June 22, 2009

OBESE OBSESSION

CHILD at my heart
it's not happy with me
and says
hell!! with your " source: shipra.v"
it frowns at me
you silly around
leave the fuss behind
why can't you understand

you are a better world
and don't need an inspiration
at all

I keep my calm
my fingers catch you so accidentally
at your orkut

I wonder again

may be I know a lot
to be washed away
at the other moment

I know
life is incomplete
all the time
with or without

but why and how
the obsessions serve a part
if at all

I search my brain

Instead of finding a reply
I land at
plethora of non-sense around

I fall back
again
on your obsessions

and child at my heart
frowns back
starring at my face

you're a damn difficult

it's shrill voice reverberates
in the skies around
near my heart

with your tit-bits
resonating with smiles

I negotiate to make out
which one to accept

the child at my heart
or the otherwise

source:shipra.v

Saturday, June 20, 2009

THE OMNISCENT CHANGE

HOW many of us know
what is happening at the alter of time

probably next gen may know
as time runs fast enough to find step in step
only with next gen
as the present is too heavy to accept the change

Iran is epitomic reality to prove the point

the loss of face
the reality crunch
and the sacrifice
system takes a heavy toll
may be it indirectly is a heavy roller of scavenger
that has act too monotonous

Indian scenario is stingy with its reverse change
a hitherto unknown faculty throughout the world
the stingy reservation and opportunistic cast aura

the volcano is in making
United States of America has the ultimate hope
in young and next gen

let the institutionalisation take the American way
but when it will happen

next gen shall know

till such time
the system shall behave like big shark
to swallow in tons
the beautiful buds
around

source: shipra.v

Friday, June 19, 2009

LOST FIGURES

Its rare to find computer games with lasting exuberant feels
so is with thins around
may be at work the discipline factor fetches a relevance till 5.30hrs

what makes my heart to stick at your thoughts
I struggle thro' my know how

may be
one day
I'll be able to purchase the magnolias
for your Himalayan hair

whether
that's the only eventuality
for such a lasting effort
I ask myself
while goading me
not to search you at orkut
as
nothin is for me

adding numbers of visitors
its too monotonous

whether
I write
in that vainfull way
I ask my heart

till
the other moments
bring
a shallow of thoughts

too usual
as my feels
with the vacuum

day and night
I look for
a moment
and ask my heart

visualising you
somewhere
at CP's corridors

but why CP
may be I've lost too much
in search of my being
near and around

but there are plenty of places
all with loss accounts

I remain focused
not to loose you

whether that shall will ever have
day of lights
I search the calender

where that has gone
the Diwali of my lights

I ask the sun
better shade
for a while

may be
my lights
forget their way

I ask myself

source:shipra.v

Thursday, June 18, 2009

PRE-RESERVED HEART

My software has been hacked by microsoft
may be, reasons are many
but one aspect that disturbs me : I can't guess how far you have visited my page at yahoo 360

my heart asks
how does it matter
you're magnetised by a reserved heart

I know it's a wrong number for me
but how does it matter
so far I have a right number at my fingers
the system too

I visited Faridkot : a town known for its antiques
probably time has moved too fast
I was not at ease to find me at odd places
romantic nerves have been probably taken over by realistic crunch

my reality lies in the ocean of thoughts
may be too holistic for mundanes

some way or the other
I have evolved the concept of home
may be with a lonely heart
full of complacent nerves
too difficult at times
it makes a horrible combination
for the existential factors
as my visitors are always critique of my thins around

with no hard and fast ways of expression
they invent the faults
of the present and the past

I brush aside
I know
I have to live on thoughts

manufactured or otherwise

another reality with a salt of stingy scenario

but I make it romantic
somehow with you being around
at my heart

source: shipra .v

Saturday, June 6, 2009

WHITE BLOOD

The change is not always smooth
I learned a lot at my scio studies
but probably the sociologists have no idea of white blood

the Nature's evolved mechanism of self defence
too indiscreetly function ale the finale
but it has billions of its flip points

Live world genome is at logger heads all the way
a fact known to experienced micro bio tech savvy brains
but this facet doesn't stop so quick

the combine of the above
its make a horrible truth around

visible over the contemporary e-info
how does it relate to reality around

probably its the turned out tables for now

My thoughts and me
so inquisitive to myself and outer
get lost
illusionist may be the finale
but truth caches on

but why
this is not palatable

like your love
to my nerves

probably
they have not evolved
with the time

source: shipra.v

Saturday, June 6, 2009

INFLOURESCENCE..6.2.09

INJUSTICE!!!!!!!!!! the air whispers at my ears
as if I have a solution for counter effect
I speed past at light's speed thro' my fathomless bio-know how

I am left with another injustice

my heart murmurs
change course

I put my efforts
to decipher the naive words

find
as if I've a lot to learn

where's the flip point

I feel pensive at heart
truth is too harsh
to accommodate

I look inwards
my heart is silent
I know
probably
it has said all
what is enough for the day

my day
is it single one

I hesitate to calculate
as the geometric of injustice
haunts my soul

I look around
straight into the horizons

as if
you stand somewhere

My strength to fight the injustice

My soul remains calm and inquisitive

probably it has no idea of the outcome

may be
I search the thin airs

with another meaning

with or without
the heady realities

source: shipra.v

Friday, June 5, 2009

LIBERITY OF STATUE

The statue of liberty was a gift of french people for Americans symbolising their freedom and liberty

I often see
the mirror of your e-book

wonder
when I shall be liberated of the self

I know its another jargon

love gives a meaning of self

but probably its vacuum is unheard off
that's why
I look for liberty from the self

as it has been overwhelmed
with your obsessive cache

I struggle hard
to keep intact

with my fingers
chiseling your beauty of heart

wonder
if it exists at all

if its another hallucination

Now I am taken off the self
with another vacuum

I know
that's the way
I happen to live

with or without

source: shipra.v

Friday, June 5, 2009

WINDS

On an effort of keeping intact
my relevance skirts my nerves
keeps a see saw way
where I happen to be

I remember and recall your hallucinating storms
from the other horizon
as if
your reclusion at my psyche
brings the ultimate
I search
and wade through a bumpy self

Why you are there
where my heart lives
I ask in a vainful way
as if
knowledge shall bring the utopia of live
I know
its otherwise

May be
that's why
you're at the other end
I see to myself

source: shipra.v

Thursday, June 4, 2009

PRESIDENT AMERICA SECRETS

The Cairo speech of President Obama shall be remembered over history
the reasons being simple
he has excelled in manoeuvre the mass psychological quotient in negotiating plethora of world's aspects to an overwhelming success indicating his intellect and learning over the evolutionary scale of time and space beyond the clock

next generation shall know the facts
hard efforts with clinching success
exotic is the way of brains
choosy may the Nature

History has not many examples of such a combine of intellect and preparedness

the challenge at the leadership is the hall mark of the contemporary world
too dangerous at interiors
shall the time see
the mass moving psychological quotient in perspective for human kind

President Obama may be the only person over the clock who initiated a new world order of peace and development with his personal genius

A good start is epoch making
generations shall acknowledge

He has won the half battle
with his intellect and statesmanship

the world shall emulate
over the time

with driven self of common interests
and co-existence

Probably Nature has chosen him
a perfect representative

source : shipra.v

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

BUBBLES

When I chance to visit my farm
a little tired of long journey
peddling breaks and accelerate rs
on the long road
I visualise a difference
the not so serene environs
but a deviation from a lot
at my heart

I wonder at the equation of live
my oceanic know how of bio
and the reality
probably depth belies the depth

U and me
where do the horizons say Yeah to the scorching heats
I am left
calculating
with gone by
what is at my hand
with no meaning

my soul wonders
at my heart's effervescence
at the reality

I shut my brain
for a while
look if
I can do without

I search hard
find
a little closer to you

with or without

source: shipra.v

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

BUBBLES

I was witness to the holly day moods
around the soils
I wade thro'
negotiating my mundanes

as I falter with the moments
with little to go
waiting a turnaround
at my hearts

I know
its me who has to change
environs may change its best
turnaround lies at my changing the heart

I ask every lot with me
let's change

find no affirmative
till I realise
its already overheated hearts
with me

I do ask
a fathomless
for what I make a sense

when the day with my sun and shades
have a word for me
I search my soul

it remains silent
like you
like my surroundings

where I survive

with a hope
without one

source: shipra.v

Saturday, May 30, 2009

black roses...contd

my FM is tuned to : like this :
'tera intzar hei : aa za.."

its very rare
my heart gets struck to an old melody

probably its your choice
that gets transformed into my psyche

of course the time factor is always overwhelming
its 1.14AM, as usual , my sleep is inclined on your signals
you being well at your dream world

my heart makes fool of me
getting awakened all the hrs

I accept the nonsense around
probably in a quest to know off my own intentions

I know
every moment brings its own queries
with no end at sight

but that's the way
I spend
what's at my disposal

vac cum running at the roots
all the ways
before I pen down

I ask myself
is it enough of me
for all the moments for me

I ask
with no crystal replies

but the quest
it remains intact

as I speed thro'
to chisel my thoughts

source: shipra.v

Saturday, May 30, 2009

OCEANIC ANTIMATTER

Anti-matter is a scientific postulate
it is somewhere in between a black hole and the matter of Universe
empirically it can be an endless source of energy

negative use is too immense and beyond description

at present I am referring to your love

When lone moments look beyond sadistic magnetic beams
aimed at my inner half

I look beyond my mundanes

I wonder
whether if
I stand for some meaning at all

day, night pass by
at my naive nerves
describing you and your love
with me
at the threshold of hallucination

child at my heart
goad me quite quick

never mind

a new start is at your arm's length

I start my new beginning
at every day and night

find
the start
ends at the usual end

I wonder
if you're
a start
or an end

or an end itself

I look at myself
without a mirror
but confronting your e-book

source: shipra.v