Saturday, December 22, 2007
Saturday, December 01, 2007
diggin a ditch.
I'm digging a ditch
Where madness lives
I'm digging a ditch
Where my silence lives
I'm diggin a ditch and when I am through
Digging this ditch I'll dig one for you
Digging a ditch
As black as cold
Digging a ditch
Where I can hide my soul
Digging a ditch
Where my secrets stay
Unto your dreaming
When you're alone
Unplug the TV
Turn off your phone
Get heavy on with digging your ditch
Cause I'm digging a ditch where madness gives
Digging a ditch where silence lives
Digging a ditch for when I'm old
Digging a ditch where stories told
Where all these troubles
That weigh down on me will rise
Unto your dreaming
When you're alone
Where all these worries
Weigh heavy on my heart
Will rise, will rise, will rise...
Unto your dreaming
When you're alone
Unplug the TV
Turn off your phone
Get heavy on with digging your ditch
Cause I'm diggin a ditch where madness gives
Digging a ditch where silence lives
Digging a ditch and when I'm through
Digging this ditch I'll dig in for you
Where all these disappointments
That grow angry out of me will rise
Unto your dremaing
When you're alone
Not what you're sure be or what you've become
Just getting heavy on with digging your ditch
Cause I'm digging a ditch where madness gives
I'm digging a ditch where silence lives
Digging a ditch and when I'm through
Digging a ditch I'll give one you
Where all these disappointments
That grow angry out of me will rise
Unto your dreaming
When you're alone
Where all these habits
That weigh down on me will die
Will die, will die, will die...
Unto your dreaming
When you're alone
Unplug the TV
Turn off your phone
Get heavy on with digging your ditch
Where madness lives
I'm digging a ditch
Where my silence lives
I'm diggin a ditch and when I am through
Digging this ditch I'll dig one for you
Digging a ditch
As black as cold
Digging a ditch
Where I can hide my soul
Digging a ditch
Where my secrets stay
Unto your dreaming
When you're alone
Unplug the TV
Turn off your phone
Get heavy on with digging your ditch
Cause I'm digging a ditch where madness gives
Digging a ditch where silence lives
Digging a ditch for when I'm old
Digging a ditch where stories told
Where all these troubles
That weigh down on me will rise
Unto your dreaming
When you're alone
Where all these worries
Weigh heavy on my heart
Will rise, will rise, will rise...
Unto your dreaming
When you're alone
Unplug the TV
Turn off your phone
Get heavy on with digging your ditch
Cause I'm diggin a ditch where madness gives
Digging a ditch where silence lives
Digging a ditch and when I'm through
Digging this ditch I'll dig in for you
Where all these disappointments
That grow angry out of me will rise
Unto your dremaing
When you're alone
Not what you're sure be or what you've become
Just getting heavy on with digging your ditch
Cause I'm digging a ditch where madness gives
I'm digging a ditch where silence lives
Digging a ditch and when I'm through
Digging a ditch I'll give one you
Where all these disappointments
That grow angry out of me will rise
Unto your dreaming
When you're alone
Where all these habits
That weigh down on me will die
Will die, will die, will die...
Unto your dreaming
When you're alone
Unplug the TV
Turn off your phone
Get heavy on with digging your ditch
Saturday, February 03, 2007
rider on the storm
and maybe the pain of the calculi shal continue.if it is coz of the calculi that is.
back to hydrotherapy and potassium citrate.flush em down.
before they flush me.
anyways.
had breakfast with dad today after doin some investigations for the stones.
and across the table,was a young beautiful lookin girl.
nothin special abt that i guess.
all women r beautiful. in some way or the other.
so there i was not givin much attention.even tho this wasnt doin justice to the beautiful hair,the lucious pink lips, and uncanny sweet dressing of the pretty damsel.
(she did gimme a few looks tho :) , ormight jus be my imagination, for alli know.)
had my sandwiches.the dosa.coffee.
and jus before we were abt to leave.
she and her frens got up .and left.
nothin special bout that either.
ony when she was leavin was it evident.
she didnt have a left forearm.seemed like a cruel amputation.
but.
how can that be.
she looked so pretty.
for a second my heart was set on her.
not a frown on her face.
was chattin on her phone like any other 'girly'
a bit of attitude.naye.pride on her face.
gosh,felt like askin her out.while she was walkin away.
whoah.pune traffic is killin me.
back home and ready to take sophie out to spend her money.
god bless her.
\,,/
back to hydrotherapy and potassium citrate.flush em down.
before they flush me.
anyways.
had breakfast with dad today after doin some investigations for the stones.
and across the table,was a young beautiful lookin girl.
nothin special abt that i guess.
all women r beautiful. in some way or the other.
so there i was not givin much attention.even tho this wasnt doin justice to the beautiful hair,the lucious pink lips, and uncanny sweet dressing of the pretty damsel.
(she did gimme a few looks tho :) , ormight jus be my imagination, for alli know.)
had my sandwiches.the dosa.coffee.
and jus before we were abt to leave.
she and her frens got up .and left.
nothin special bout that either.
ony when she was leavin was it evident.
she didnt have a left forearm.seemed like a cruel amputation.
but.
how can that be.
she looked so pretty.
for a second my heart was set on her.
not a frown on her face.
was chattin on her phone like any other 'girly'
a bit of attitude.naye.pride on her face.
gosh,felt like askin her out.while she was walkin away.
whoah.pune traffic is killin me.
back home and ready to take sophie out to spend her money.
god bless her.
\,,/
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Ganges too polluted to defecate in, say Sadhus
The All India Association of Sadhus, Swamis and Snake Oil Sellers (or NAMBLA), has claimed that the extraordinary degree of pollutedness of the Ganges river is severely affecting their ability to use its water for their daily toiletry.
In a press statement, the committee of visibly constipated Godmen declared that the huge amount of pre-existing fecal matter in the water of the river, along with fertilizers and pesticides, was making it hazardous to use this water as a medium for cleaning excrement off their bodies. As a result, many of them had not had an opportunity to empty their bowels into the depths of the river, thus adding to the health risk. This problem was causing particular hardship to the millions of Hindu devotees who throng the banks of the river this time of year during the Ardha Kumbh Mela to perform a ritual discharge of their waste into its putrid but soul-purifying waters.
The polluted waters have also been blamed for an increase in the occurrence of skin diseases. Earlier, the only skin diseases caused were those that were passed from one bathing devotee to another. Now however, the water itself brings forth the microbes that cause these maladies.
Other Sadhus have also expressed apprehension regarding the future of their own remains once they have passed on to the next life. Many Hindu holy men prefer to incinerate their mortal remains on the banks of the river and disperse their ashes into its waters, a process which reportedly guarantees them rich dividends in the heavenly afterlife. However, with the river being dangerously polluted, these Sadhus are now reluctant to share its water space with foreign feculence not of their own making.
Maintaining a united stand on the issue, the Association of Sadhus has threatened that if the government were not to take immediate and drastic steps towards cleansing the river, all ten million of its members would boycott the Mela this year and refuse to deposit their body waste into its waters, eternal salvation be damned.
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