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Drippin fire droplets, merging, forming rivulets, burning everything that comes across its way, melting the ashes, erasing traces, fingerprints, and then everything has to start allover again.. and again it drips, streams, cascades to evaporate the blue sky into dusky grey, helter-skelter everywhere, fire dripping on its way. Something flows from down to up, defies gravity, and ppl try to pull it down, they feel something drippin on them, pure. Fire sprinklers, rivers turn into sea and ocean, ocean fills up the sky, gravity and the counterpart – center of mass dissolute into an energy being of pure emotion, unable to handle , it evaporates and falls up , little children wonder how the sky got blue and the sun got golden and why they can't get a cloud so that they cud fly up to collect stars. They grow hairs and they lose heart. And something has to fall upon them. These droplets collect at the infinity, channel through the black hole, gurgle, walk across time, feed dimensions, fill space with colors, and makes us want to knit with the strings we can never know about.

HOME..

Lord, may I be where my heart lives
Where stars snow upon mountain curves
Where yaks and goats dart across the field
Searching for the highland herbs

Where morning wakens the golden sun
Blushing at the beauty hill
A holy prayer a baby learns
As he yawns for the world to feel

Brothers take cattle to graze
Laughing through the forest trees
Following the water ways
Cuddling with the mountain breeze

Papa takes to city near
Milk of yak, curds and cheese
To buy those dolls for sister dear
Lord, may I go with papa please?

In the dusk then friends gather
Searching pretty girls to tease
Who come to fetch spring water
Would smile in shy so no one sees

And at night a mother sings
Ancient hymn of moon and stars
A baby in her lap then dreams
Of a land he lived so far.

what is yo wish?

To Dear Santa,

I want to bring a change. I don’t know how, but I have this inner desire to bring a change. Make lives better. Help human kind to build a utopia. I don’t know how. But I want to do it. And I think I can.

May be all these stuffs run into my mind coz I watch a lot of cartoons and maybe I want to emulate those anime heroes, their tales of sacrifices, etc. I even have the name of the organization that I’ll have as a basis for all the people to work together for the same. Binomialblunder. Nothing has to do with the name, just focus on the work.

I hope I’ll get enough wisdom and also keep on learning as I grow up to bring the change. I want to stop war, poverty, crimes. I want every little children of the earth to have a happy future. I want every old age to die with a smile on face. I want to die with a smile on my face. I want to live with smile on all faces. I want Osama and Obama playing golf in North Korea. No need for armies, police, war. No orphans, no bombs, no sadness. No children beating stones to feed their families.
I believe I can, with your help.

I don’t know if I’ll have the same feelings once I get rich and powerful. I want to be very rich and powerful.i want to have friends and brothers whom I can trust who can and who would help me to make this world better.

I want to experience everything to gain wisdom. I want to feel the air when I fall hard and I want to feel the air when I go high. I want to know the difference in that same air. I want to deny the seduction and defy fear, trample on hopelessness. I want to be powerful enough and wise enough to do what I want to do. Power corrupts. I don’t know if I’ll just go on vacation in Hawaii and forget the pain in this world.

Meat is good but It hurts to watch the killing. Still, meat is power. I can’t give up on it.

Please give goodness to every children of today and the future tomorrow.

Pond of sadness
Lord, teach us to swim in it
Give us warmth in cold
And shade in heat
Well of goodness
Lord, let us drink in it
Give us smiles on faces
And wings in feet