Monday, January 27, 2014

The Bandra Talao

Bandra Talao is a small lake located in Bandra, Mumbai. The lake was formerly known as Lotus Tank and is a Grade II heritage structure.[1] The lake was also called "Motha Sarovar" and was constructed by a rich Konkani Muslim of Navpada (also spelt Naupada or Naopara), an adjoining village.[2][3] It is spread across 7.5 acres.[4]
The maintenance of the lake was later taken over by the Municipal Corporation of Greater Mumbai and renamed Swami Vivekanand Sarovar. Paddle boating facilities and pisciculture activities were operational in this lake during the 1990s. It is 200 years old.[5]

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I WAS FINALLY FRAMED


for the faults
of my forefathers
i was unduly blamed
on an inheritance
of ambiguous
heritage i have
no claims
moghul pathan
hindu shia
part sunni
part shia
beggar poet
so many
names
i was
defamed
unduly
shamed
i am what
i am not
my notoriety
to fame
what you
made me
in your
myopic mind
i unduly became
the essence of
wordless poetry
unduly same
a picture
within a picture
unduly framed

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Facebook - New message from Pretty Juliet


Pretty Juliet 4:38pm Jan 26
I found your profile interesting and i believe we can be friends.Please write me back with my email addressjuliet656@live.com so that i can tell you more about myself,and send you more of my photos, or you can send me your email address so that i will write you and introduce myself more to you,Thanks

Thank you
for this kind
message to me
pretty juliet
though i must
reiterate
there are more
handsome
virile rich
romeos
on the
internet
who will
give you
their
moneys
worth
dear
juliet
i am
a beggar
poet
broke
very upset
money lenders
gunning for my
colored ass
my dear pet
i have yet
not cleared
my last 3 years
debt i was stupid
to have fallen in
love with another
beautiful woman
on the cyber net
she conned me
cheated me
robbed me
defrauded me
making me
a beggar poet
dear juliet
i have no
home just
a small
movable
toilet
in which
i dip
my head
searching
for her
deceitful
silhouette
so as much
as i want to
meet you
dear juliet
fear of love
with pretty
woman
i am the
wrong
candidate
forgive me
for my
shortcomings
my moderation's
i am a liability
more than
an asset
i cannot
loan myself
to you my dear
my poetic regrets
said my good
astrologer you
will be poisoned
by a blonde or
a brunette
on your love
pillow
she will
engrave
your epithet
here lies
a loser
incorrigible
coquet
bollywoods
most wanted
internet poet

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Framework Orange



this was shot the woodwork craftsman
who has never used a camera before ...
that he would be able to shoot me
at that time i was not too sure
i showed him the viewfinder the shutter
directed him..as i would an amateur
he held the camera firmly .i ensured
took the shot of a beggar poet
raconteur ,..saw his handiwork
on the camera monitor gave me
smile ,,replied i am a better
woodcarver not destined
to be a photographer
shooting you was
a moment ...of framing
my work,,, as art
not literature
humbly he said
thank you sir
this frame is
now yours

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dreaming on one leg..

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United India ,, The Mudra of Togetherness


invoking
the lord
that we
be blessed
save the
nation
from
hyperbole
rhetoric
cult based
mess ..
political
machination
the common man
perplexed
consolingly
framed highly
distressed
we the living
are pawns
on a media
chess ..
fucked
if we say no
fucked if we
say yes
where are
we heading
can anyone
imagine
can anyone
guess
surroundings
at the mercy
of hooliganism
goondaism
evil one eyed
patch muscles
flexed .. law
order good
governance
break down
soul infects
rotten cause
bad effects

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Sunday, January 26, 2014

We Worked Here Once Upon A Time ,,, Burlingtons Taj Mahal

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