A yearning to belong

Unfulfilled destinies

Unrequited desires

A mindless life lived

Quivering in the shadows

Of the unknown

Longing, wanting, spent

Until death stretches its arms

Envelopes in its darkness

The remnants of a ravaged life.






The Execution of a Terrorist

Kasab, Execution, Death Penalty

The headline on the front page of Times of India of 22 November 2012 screamed:

A Puppet’s Life Ends on a String

The Puppet? Ajmal Amir Kasab.

Kasab together with 09 other terrorists, entered the city of Mumbai stealthily by sea on the night of 26 November 2008.

All but Kasab were killed in the combat, but not before a great havoc was raged in the city killing hundreds of Indians and foreign nationals. This drama unfolded over 3 chaotic days at 11 different locations killing 164 people and wounding around 300 people.

The lone terrorist captured alive was Ajmal Kasab, who later confessed that the attacks were carried out with the support of Pakistan’s ISI.

You all must know about this already. And by now, you would also know that Kasab was hanged to death on 21 November 2012.

People celebrated his execution. Many found closure to their misery in his death. Others felt that the ends of justice was met by giving him the death penalty.

There is no doubt about the enormity of Kasab’s crime. Terrorism in any form and directed at any country/people is unacceptable and a blot to humanity. Killing in the name of religion or God is undoubtedly heinous and barbaric.

But does such a crime call for commitment of another vengeful crime like capital punishment? Killing another human being in the name of punishment, does that sound like justice?

I am in no way defending Kasab or justifying his acts. The gross misery and pain that he brought upon the victims and their families cannot be compensated by any means. And the fact that he showed no remorse until the fag-end perhaps even endorses the fact that he did not deserve to live a normal human life.

But at the bottom of it all, he was a misguided youth, who got no opportunity for an education or to live life with dignity. His vulnerable mind succumbed to the thorough and fanatical brainwashing lured by promises of wealth and better life. Worst is, the country, the land, the people he fought and died for, didn’t even acknowledge his being, didn’t mourn his death and didn’t even bother to give him a burial. Such misplaced loyalties! And what a waste of God-given life!

Yes, he had the choice to understand and stand for what’s right. Take the hard way and live a moral life. But truth be told, how many of us really take the hard way in life? The choices we make in our ordinary lives are not comparable to what Kasab chose to do. But in the end, it’s all about choices.

Kasab (and many like him) made a very bad choice and he did not deserve to live a free man. But death by hanging?

No matter how much we approve the theory of an eye for an eye, to actually think that someone is gassed or electrocuted alive or hanged still gives me the creeps. Its unthinkable. Violence begets violence. Such vengeful acts can only perpetuate more vengeance, which is evident from today’s newspaper headlines:

Pakistan Taliban vow to attack Indian targets to avenge the killing of Ajmal Kasab

Capital Punishment can eliminate a criminal and may satisfy the sentiments of the victim but it cannot make good the loss to the sufferer.

Keep the captured terrorists in hard labour and maximum security prisons until they die a natural death. But kill them in the name of justice????

Ashish Choudhary

Ashish Chowdhry with his son


In closing, I would like to quote from an Indian actor, Ashish Chowdhry, who lost his sister and brother-in-law in the 26/11 terror attacks in Mumbai (as told to Bombay Times, TOI 22 NOV 12)


While many are rejoicing, Ashish states, “I cannot rejoice Kasab’s death. I don’t see any point in rejoicing anybody’s death. Justice is done to a small part of a huge problem. I’m a father, I don’t want to set that as an example for my children. I will rejoice when killing in the name of God stops. Kasab was once an innocent child, like my son. Unfortunately, he was born around wrong people and wrong teachings. He was taught to hate. No one’s born bad. He didn’t plan his future. He was told, if he kills people, God will be happy! He didn’t have an easy life. 
   These fanatics who teach people to kill in the name of God must be stopped. My sister or jiju are not smiling today. If one Kasab is hung after four years, hundreds are being produced in those many years. I feel sad for such children. 
   Kasab’s death is not a closure for me. Closure for me will be when a group of people come together and say God is one.

Straight from the Horse’s Mouth


Some guy has really done his homework and has come up with this…..

“We’ve always heard that women have a lengthy list of rules for men to follow.  But introducing here is a list of rules us men or, as you ladies would say “the neanderthals” of CavemanCircus.com have come up with”, he says.

“These are our rules! Please note – These are all numbered “1” ON PURPOSE!  

 1. Men are NOT mind readers. Our lack of mind-reading ability is not proof of how little we care about you.

1. Learn to work the toilet seat.
You’re a big girl. If it’s up, put it down.
We need it up, you need it down.
You don’t hear us complaining about you leaving it down.

1. Sunday sports or news, It’s like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.

1. Shopping is NOT a sport. And no, we are never going to think of it that way.

1. Crying is blackmail.

1. A headache that last for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.

1. Ask for what you want.
Let us be clear on this one:
Subtle hints do not work!
Strong hints do not work!
Obvious hints do not work!
Just say it!

1. “Yes” and “No” are full sentences and perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.

1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That’s what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.

1.  Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument.
In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days.

1. If you think you’re fat, you probably are. Don’t ask us.

1. If something we said can be interpreted in two ways and one of those ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.

1. You can either ask us to do something OR tell us how you want it done.
NOT both.
If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.

1. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials..

1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions, and neither do we.

1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings.
Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is. 

1. If it itches, it will be scratched.
We do that.

1. If we ask what is wrong and you say “nothing”, we will act like nothing’s wrong.
We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.

1. If you ask a question you don’t want an answer to, expect an answer you don’t want to hear.

1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine… REALLY.

1. Don’t ask us what we’re thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as- Football or Cars.

1. You have enough clothes.

1. You have too many shoes.

1. I am in shape. Round IS a shape!
P.S.:  Thank you for reading this. Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight, but did you know men really don’t mind that?  It’s like camping.

Well, I am not sure how many guys would agree with this and how many women will laugh at this… But this guy seemed to mean business… 🙂


The Love & Life Project

Silver lines shaping my body

My badge of womanhood

Proof of all my Body can do.

Delicate vertical lines touching

my breasts,

the inside of my thighs,

the curve of my waist.

Darling, do you see scars?

Have my lines cracked your fantasy of who I am?

I am more than any fantasy.

I am more than the body sprawled across the  billboard

Read my lines

I am a woman who has her badge of honour etched onto her skin

 With Nature’s  brush.

And when you undress me in the glow of the silver moonlight,

under the eternal stars,

on the earth that vibrates with its own pulse.

Remember,  I am a part of this

I am Life and I give Life.

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Lacklustre and lethargic


I haven’t posted a thing for a loooooong time. Thoughts and topics keep cropping up often, but I just don’t feel like ‘moving’…..

Each day I log into the WordPress account, check posts in the Reader, look around on my own blog and sign out.

Today I pushed myself to write this post-let to let anyone who cares know that I am stuck in a ‘lost-the-will-to..’ stage… 😦