Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Jhor

Not all storms get reported, but all of them destroy something on their way...

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Just about there...



It's Christmas time in Washington
The Democrats rehearsed
Gettin' into gear for four more years
Things not gettin' worse
The Republicans drank whiskey neat
And thanked their lucky stars
They said, 'He cannot seek another term
They'll be no more FDRs'

I sat home in Tennessee
Staring at the screen
And an uneasy feeling in my chest
I'm wonderin' what it means

So come back Woody Guthrie
Come back to us now
Tear your eyes from paradise
And rise again somehow
And if you run into Jesus
Maybe he can help you out
Come back Woody Guthrie to us now

I followed in your footsteps once
Back in my travelin' days
Somewhere I failed to find your trail
Now I'm stumblin' through the haze
But there's killers on the highway now
And folks can't get around
So I sold my soul for wheels that roll
Now I'm stuck here in this town

So come back Woody Guthrie
Come back to us now
Tear your eyes from paradise
And rise again somehow
If you run into Jesus
Maybe he can help us out
Come back Woody Guthrie to us now

There's foxes in the hen house now
Cows out in the corn
The unions have been busted
Their proud banners torn
To listen to the radio
You'd think that all was well
But you and me and most folks know
It's going straight to hell

So come back, Mahatma Gandhi
Rise up, old Joe Hill
The barricades are coming down
They cannot break our will
Come back to us, Malcolm X
And Martin Luther King
We're marching into Selma
As the bells of freedom ring

So come back Woody Guthrie
Come back to us now
Tear your eyes from paradise
And rise again somehow

Singer: Joan C. Baez
Lyricist: Steve Earle

Friday, May 15, 2009

Afterthoughts or Premonitions?

When some random thoughts come to my mind and I can't access the net, I write them as long text messages and save them. Often I delete them, forget them, but I put up a few in my blog. New developments.. hmm..
This one's from last night..

In our pursuit to legitimize the 'other'/marginal' we often forget that the 'dominant'/'normative' is also a position. One can choose that, being fully informed and empathetic to all possible positions.
Once two people start their journey towards the different possible positions of a relation they have to make an effort to negotiate each other. What's lost in this process is the spontaneity of a relation. After a point they may not be able to bridge the gaps anymore. A relation depends on spontaneity when it's a breathing space for the persons involved. After that, it's just role-playing.one gets bored with that, when one is able to understand that. The "pleasure contract" breaks down.

hmm.. a lot to worry about. I found another forgotten sms, but I'm not in the mood to put it up here right now.

Saturday, May 09, 2009

Prane gaan nai michhe tai...

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Lessons learnt

I'm gradually learning not to get attached to people, to manipulate things, to pretend like a chameleon..
no, not like chameleon.. like a human instead.. since the later kind seems much more skilled in that..
attachment is bad. i always knew it. but then that's human nature, to pretend, to act against oneself. i thought i am more than what i am. consequences...
that's what people call "fraud", "ditch", "breach of trust".. etc etc...
that's what people call, "taking advantage"
but then, are we not always told to, taught to do just that? take advantage?
the whole human civilization progresses on that..
progress.. such a funny term!
do we "progress" in love? affection? relationships?
does relationships "progress"?
at what point do you decide that you don't need someone? something?
what do you decide to do after that?
with it? with yourself?
burn it? throw it? crush it? forget it? ignore it? REPRESS IT?
IT will Return.. for sure..
yeah! psychoanalytic crap!
what did you expect?
Intellectual debates?

Friday, May 01, 2009

Unsent SMS

"Tui bhalo perform korle amar bhalo lagbe, byas ei matra."

Byas, ei matra?

R kichhu na, tai na?

Thak...

O tuku na holeo cholbe...