---To the beloved land---

They say it's loved to be home...
I too say the same...
My home waves on the shore of my eyes,
I don't know where I stay...
I miss the soil and the sand I was born on...
The time binds me and I  stay where I am gone...
Those walls miss me... They must be calling me home...
I am just stuck by the choice but I feel it all alone...
I wonder if that smell recognizes me and my small feet on it's sand,
my childhood I see, the generation, my clan...

N-JOY
SMILE

My-Crow Vision

Soon after Delhi-6 was launched many of the youngsters fell in love with Masakkali. It is sign of peace also. However people say it’s a sign of love in India since ‘Kabutar ja ja ja…’ was on lips. Beauty is always loved to see. Or is it as that they love and find beauty in it? Peacock has always been the one people would die to look at. Every eye has a sense of beauty. My eyes find beauty in crow.

                Have you ever seen any peacock sitting still and calm on the gargoyles of heritage architecture? Have you ever seen a Pigeon swinging near your window when kitchen smells of chicken? How photogenic it would be! There are many birds like Kingfisher and Eagles to capture in photographs but only a crow gives you humanly postures. My habit developed with a story in which Birbal tells Akbar the exact number of crows in their state (when I say Birbal, it actually means that doesn't relate to me.). I actually started noticing them and asked myself why didn’t I learn it before? Crows (especially in west regions of India) have developed a habit of noticing human and behave according to them. So the people don't actually discriminate amongst them. Some of them hang out on beach sides near food stalls with a group of peer ages and some of the older ones love to stay alone in peace looking at the sunset. 

(Caught in the days of 2010 rains)

Caching them in the camera is so much fun. I know a very few wildlife and bird photographers but I am city life bird photographer. How cool is that! Many of the expressions are captured through the lenses but there is nothing like love in them. As PDA (Public display of affection) has always been an issue for every couple (In cities like Mumbai), they find wires or your satellite TV discs a better option. You might have blamed them when you had antennas for TVs, however now, your service providers have improved anyway.

(I actually don't like to disturb as such but couldn't lose this kiss, caught at Mahalaxmi- near Railway station)

                They say beauty is in the eye of the viewer. I tried to look inside. Crows might have spoiled seats of your bikes and roofs of your car too but at the end of the day they clean half of the waste that you throw out of the dust bins on roads. I don’t understand why they are called ugly maybe because of some resemblance with humanity. Poor creature, a social worker, a guardian for cuckoo’s children and at the end of all they are supposedly family ancestors in some traditions. Now this beautiful bird has a lot of importance for me. It’s not that effort to search for it. It would be disrespect for a lover to give metaphor of this name because racism says it has to be bad. Maybe hence it is an abuse to say. I feel happy to say beauty is skin in.

(Now don't mess with them, captured at Marin Drive)

Yes I know you

Yes I know you
you are the one that kills me every second
the one who reminds me of the past
you wake up the devil inside me
you make me worse of what I can be

Yes it's true I pretend to be reincarnated
but you decide my life
sometimes I even forget - Am I dead or alive?
yes I do know you.
You are the name of my fear
but how could I run away from you
you are the face I see in the mirror...

NJOY

Tears from the sky

She is missing me up there
I'm crying fro her embress
but she ain't no more
I'm sure she is crying in heaven
coz she knows my pain
she can't see me suffering
look, look she washed me off
I could feel the rain
her tears fall on me
I feel her touch
I hope she could listen me
I would say hush
Hummm...she just stopped crying
Now I can feel her smile...


NJOY   

26/11 an year after... (26/11/2009)

Hello...
It's been an year for the worst thing done by the few people for few fu**in' reasons....
Remember what happened last year on he very same day...
Few terrorists came to my land and made some wounds that are still to be healed..
There were many reasons n many situations... but the ultimate consequences were experienced by me...
Politicians, defense ministry and my own security were held on tip...
What is my existence? Who I am? What's my future? These are some questions that have to be face by myself.... Yes, just by myself...
An year has passed... still that fu**in' Azmal Kasab is nutritioned by my Government....
Where I have no food to eat and my children die widout...
My wife waits for me all the night... She prays every second for me to stay alive....
I am a father who goes home late, I am a son who's old mother needs his help...
I fight for your safety...
Your security....
your homes....
Do I have all this? Isn't it my right?
It's not only me to face,
Yes, we all policemen do...
I am very proud to be what I am...
Though my profession is a slang...
I do believe in me...
I am a Mumbaikar...
I am a Mumbai police...
Still alive but can't say how long am I gonna be...!

NJOY...
Peace...

† Time †

It's the only thing that you me n everyone has got.....
Someone is just dead and someone just made a start....
Wen it goes bad it gives a pain for a while...
and sometimes it changes all yours sorrows to a smile...
Time is the best healer....
It made me learn most of the things on my own....
I thank.... I had my time whether it was good or bad...
I got something....
Something I could never survived without...
That something I find in my best friend....
Yes and it was you...

<<<<<HAVE A GOOD TIME>>>>>
NJOY

The girl you used to be

where is that girl
she is my best friend or more
the friend i need everywhere i go
she is my pleasure she is my cry
she used to say everything I liked
everything seems very strange to see
This's not the girl you used to be

I know you are the same girl
you made it all change
I;m trying to make just a start
don;t think i;m lazy
i;m trying so hard
but my faith just takes me apart
everything seems very strange to see
This's not the girl you used to be