Notes to All

Greetings...

2006-12-30T09:52:00.000-08:00

Wish you all a Happy Eid and a prosperous New Year...

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

Women Drivers of the Year 2005

2006-03-20T00:43:00.000-08:00

After being inspired by Rajbir's posts on women and their achievements, I thought I should contribute my 2 cents for the noble cause... So here I present the Oscars for their outstanding achievement!!! Round of applause please :)))))))))

Sixth Place goes to......

Fifth Place goes to......

Fourth Place goes to......

Bronze Medal goes to......

Silver Medal goes to......

And the Gold Medal Champion is......

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

ENIGMA...

2006-03-01T08:50:00.000-08:00

Hi Fellas... Its been a long time that I have been absent from Blogville. Got inspired by Rocky's latest post so thought of putting those questions to some good use. Hope you guys have fun answering them...

1. Where did we meet (i mean came to know each other):
2. How long have you known me:
3. How well do you know me:
4. Do I smoke:
5. Do I believe in God:
6. When you first met me(online/in real) what was your impression:{Be Honest}
7. My age: color:
8. Color of eyes:
9. Do I have any siblings:
10. (If opposite sex) Have you ever had a crush on me:(If same sex) Have you ever been jealous of me:
11. What's one of my favorite things to do:
12. What is the best feature about me:
13. Am I shy or outgoing:
14. Would you say am funny:
15. Am I a rebel or do I follow all the rules:
16. Any special talents:
17. If there was one good nickname for me what would it be:
18. What songs make you think of me:
19. What you think of me now:

Let me see how well you all know me :))). Take care friends.

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

Greetings From The CUB...

2005-12-30T08:38:00.000-08:00

Hi Friends... Wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round, as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys.
~Charles Dickens
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New Year's Day… now is the accepted time to make your regular annual good resolutions. Next week you can begin paving hell with them as usual.
~Mark Twain

New Year's Resolution: To tolerate fools more gladly, provided this does not encourage them to take up more of my time.
~James Agate

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

My First Love...

2005-11-23T14:41:00.000-08:00

Hi Folks...

Ever since I was a kid, I have been facinated by cars and bikes. My love for them evolved when I used to accompany my dad to our shop. Luckily for me, our shop is located in Chanakya Puri and that is a central hub where one can see a lot of exotic cars. To cut short a long story, l am an auto freak...A BIG ONE!!! I can tell you whats wrong in the engine than with myself. I can understand the language of nuts and bolts. I can speak non stop about cars and bikes. Sometimes I guess I was born with a Piston and a set of rings in my hand. Whenever I get the chance, I make it a point to test drive a car. The moment I floor the accelerator.... INSTANT NIRVANA!!! There is something about engines that always calms me down. Whenever I feel low, I simply grab the keys and burn some rubber. These are some of the cars that I am in love with.

**Dodge Viper**

**Chevrolet Corvette ZR1**

**Ford Shelby GT500... Eleanor**

**Lamborghini Countach**

Peace,
Firacub.

Anniversary Celebrations...

2005-11-16T11:12:00.000-08:00

Hi Guys...

Just squeezed out some time to catch up with the anniversary celebrations. This month my blog crossed its first milestone. This blog is just an extension of my better half that I have lost in my real world and I try to nourish it from time to time with my memories and moments of happiness and pain that I shared with you all. I would like to thank all of you who cared to walk a few steps with me. I would cherish those memories forever. To be honest, this blog gives me another chance to live my life the way I want it. Away from the scum of this world that I otherwise deal with in my normal routine. No blood, no conspiracy, no hypocrisy and no hatred. Just some peace of mind and soul. This blog is my heaven where I indulge in the nostalgia of all the good times I have spent here. That would be all for the moment. Time to head back to the real world. ADIEUS...

Peace,
Firacub.

Happy Halloween...(BELATED)

2005-11-07T17:56:00.000-08:00

Hi Guys... I am trying my best to keep up with the festive season inspite of the truckloads of assignments that are pouring in my way. I really apologize for being slack. So do let me know as to what you guys did on halloween. You can tell me the pranks you played on your friends, who got butt whipped, any funny incidents etc. etc. etc...

Hope you all enjoy your Nightmares and panic in your sleep. :)))

Peace,
Firacub.

Wish you all A Happy Diwali And A Happy Eid...

2005-11-03T03:35:00.000-08:00

Hi Guys... Just wanted to wish you all a Very Happy Diwali. May the Festival of Lights brighten your life with Peace, Prosperity and Good Fortune.
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and also would like to wish you all A Happy and a fun filled Eid. May all our fasts, prayers and good deeds be accepted by Allah. Amen.
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Take care and hope you all enjoy in this festive season. My best wishes to all of my friends and their families.

Peace,
Firacub.

The Fast And The Furious..... and the Crashes!!!

2005-10-24T21:23:00.000-07:00

STATUTORY WARNING: This certainly is not for those who have weak hearts...
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Sometimes a high speed sprint does not work for me. Brakes dont always do full justice in killing the speeds that I achieve, especially when you are running on drums and not discs. I am a speed freak but the price I pay at times is very high. Lots of stiches and allergy to anesthesia does not leave any other option but to enjoy the Nirvana at its best. I just love the feeling of metal piercing my flesh and the warm blood flowing down my face :)) Out of the 7-10 odd crashes that I have met with, this one was the worst. The highest speed I have had an accident was at 110kmph. The average being around 75kmph. Luckily my friend had a camera phone and clicked this shot while I was being examined at the site for major wounds on my head and torso. No one recognised me for almost two weeks till the time the swelling did not subside. So its my sincere request to all that you please drive at safe speeds. Even after eight years of driving I sometimes do make mistakes and at lightning fast speeds, even a slight miscalculation can put you in a life and death situation. But those of you who feed on high dosage of Adrenalin and Testosterone like me, are more welcome to dig High-Octane(Speed97) fuels and bask in the glory of your own blood. Long live our two stroke motors. Amen...

Peace,
Firacub.

Time For Some Renovation...

2005-10-23T00:12:00.000-07:00

Hi Guys... I just thought that its high time I renovate my house so got myself a couple of items for the purpose. Sit back and enjoy...

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NOTE: All the items are 100% organic and derieved from humans...
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Oh.. And I almost forgot. Some blood to paint the walls too...

Peace,
Firacub.

Tagged Once Again...

2005-10-21T21:27:00.000-07:00

Tagged by Cheesy :))))))

1. Last movie you saw in a theatre?
>>"D". Much suited to my taste :)))

2. What book are you reading?
>>Wuthering Heights.

3. Favorite board game?
>>Scrabble and Monopoly.

4. Favorite magazine?
>>Overdrive, AutoIndia or anything on automobiles.

5. Favorite smell?
>>Fragrance of the fresh morning breeze...

6. Favorite food?
>>Pizzas.

7. Favorite sound?
>>Roar of the 350 :)))))

8. Worst feeling in the world?
>>I would require a heart for that. ;)

9. What is the first thing you think of when you wake up?
>>Time to face the mirror once again.

10. Favorite fast food place?
>>McDonalds.

11. Future child's name?
>>Girl - Maheen/ Boy - Maroof.

12. Finish this statement. If I had a lot of money:
>>I would just burn it. Money cant buy what I am looking for...

13. Do you drive fast?
>>I normally end up in crashes hehehe... Does that explain much :)))

14. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?
>>No.

15. Storms cool or scary?
>>Soothing.

16. What was your first car?
>>Maruti 800.

17. Favorite drink?
>>Lemonade.

18. Finish this statement, "If I had the time I would..."
>>Go back in time when I was a child and play with my grandparents.

19. Do you eat the stems on broccoli?
>>I hate them both. yuckkkkk....

20. If you could dye your hair any color, what would be your choice?
>>I love my hair as it is.

21. Name all the different cities/ towns you have lived in?
>>Classified... hehehe...

22. Half empty or half full?
>>Half Full.

23. Favorite sports to watch?
>>Drag Racing, Grand Prix, Rally Racing.

24. One nice thing about the person who tagged you?
>>Sweet Chick.

25. Morning person, or night owl?
>>Both.

26. Over easy, or sunny side-up?
>>Sunny side up!!

27. Favorite place to relax?
>>My Grave.

28. Favorite pie?
>>Strawberry pie.

I'm taggin:
#Rocky.
#Keshi.
#St00nie.
#Dewdy.
#Sebz.

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

Happy Ramzan To All My Blogmates...

2005-10-17T21:42:00.000-07:00

I just got this picture in my mail and thought of sharing it with yawl. This picture depicts the effects of Ramzan and then the Post Ramzan Recovery... lmao.

Peace,
Firacub.

I have been tagged...

2005-10-17T21:11:00.000-07:00

Tagged by Rocky and Michelle :))))

* Seven things I plan to do:

>Meet all my blogs mates.
>Take care of my dad's business.
>Live up to my expectations and fulfill my goals.
>Buy my dream bike.
>Find the damsel that I have been hunting for so long.
>Watch the sunset on a Goan beach.
>See a snowfall.

* Seven things I can do:

>Sketch.
>Drive anything that has wheels.
>Walk around unnoticed.
>Work and drive like a machine.
>Keep secrets.
>Stay mute for years.
>Sleep at any given place and in any posture possible.

* Seven things I can't do:

>Cry.
>Hurt Anyone, even if he/she is my sworn enemy.
>Smoke or booze.
>Tolerate anyone's bullshit.
>Drive Slow.
>Watch the saans bahu shit by Balaji Telefilms.
>Live without friends, but I can survive alone too.

* Seven things I say most often:

>Shit.
>B*******.
>F*** You/Off.
>Bitch.
>Yeah.
>U Betcha.
>Hmmmm....

* Seven people I want to pass this tag to:

>St000nie.
>Dewdy.
>Keshi.
>Sebz.
>Dil.Ville.
>Janice.
>Saby.

So there were my answers guys. Rocky, Michelle and Cheesy have already played this so I did not tag them. Those of you whom I have tagged better get their ass on the move...

Peace,
Firacub.

The Evolution of Women...

2005-10-09T21:48:00.000-07:00

Howdy Amigos. I had some peepz after muh butt to post something funny. So here it is. Enjoy...

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I better get moi iron trunks now... Sebz Da "Fishie" might attack soon : )))

Jabs expected from "SmartPantz" Keshi, St000nie muh "Chidiya", Southy "The Angry Young Man", Saby "The Incest Critic", "Queen of the Dark" Dil.Ville, "Sweetheart" Janice, "Atta-girl" Dewdy, "Partner of my Insomniac World" Zombie, Moi "Jalpari" Michelle and "Rap-Chick" Termite.

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

26 Milestones...

2005-09-24T04:59:00.000-07:00

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A few days ago the traveller crossed the 26th milestone of his journey of life. His feet blistered with ambers of rage, his throat parched dry and eyes so hollow, that darkness itself would get consumed.

He saw many variations in all the seasons. Some, which made him strong.. weak.. empty.. sad.. cold.. Rain just drenched his fragile frame but could not cease the fire within. It still burns to keep him warm for its very cold outside. Hatred and selfishness are still snowing heavily with a few thunderstorms of pain every now and then. He has his soul for breakfast, his pride for lunch and serves himself his respect for dinner. His heart used to be all full of love, so he keeps that for the dessert. His path is a jigsaw puzzle with each piece bound by its own time limit. The pieces, which formed the missing smile, vanished in no time whereas the clocks on the ones showing pain and sorrow seem frozen all along. He wanders along his path, mile after mile, in search for his lost existence. Yet everyday he finds himself on a new crossroad leaving him no choice but to begin his quest all over again.

His childhood was robbed of innocence, his happiness all plundered and looted. But still he moved on with a painted smile on his face. For years he slept with eyes wide open to avoid the demons lurking within. His body aged as time passed by but the child still remains trapped within. He needs to play, he needs to laugh but his body has locked him inside. Instead of the love that he needed, his soul was whipped by the sins that his body made. But he somehow managed to stand up and walk further on his journey that destiny had embarked him with. He saw things that he was not supposed to see, he felt things that he was not supposed to feel. Thoughts all incest were crammed in his young mind. Like pieces of glass they were building up is his head but he could not vent them out to relieve himself of the unbearable pain.

As he grew older he faced the hidden faces of fate. Faces that he had never seen and for which he was not prepared. He was devoid of any clothes of self-respect but still he kept walking naked with the hungry eyes feasting on the adolescent flesh. He walked with his heart in his hand. People came, cut off a piece, enjoyed it and then walked away. He questioned himself for the feelings he had lost and for the emotions that he could not feel. But he just could not realize the fact that he did not have the heart required to feel anything anymore. Looking for an answer, he trudged ahead.

The body of the child finally succumbed to its fate, giving birth to the man he had now become. Lessons that he had learned at the cost of his own self. He believed that there are some people for whom, no matter what happens, the doors of your life always remain open. He came across many people but what actually mattered to him was that how many actually stopped and turned back to notice his presence. His eyes still wait and they still burn with hope within. Fate had used him from the day he was born and in his game of life, he had no permanent enemies and no permanent friends. He however did come across one that reflected him in one way or the other. A whore who sold her flesh.. Just her flesh. He looked at her thinking about the similarities and the differences. She survived by selling her body and he survived by selling of his soul. Hand in hand they walked for sometime. The feeling was somewhat strange and much needed at the moment. It is not everyday that you are able to see life from the other side of the mirror. But as fate would have it, they had to part. The path they were walking had come to an end. It now split in two different directions. They walked away from each other after exchanging their shadows but they had imprinted themselves on each other. He sighed but knew that he had to go on. He did not have a heart... so that made it easy for him.

He is painted with wounds all over. Some which we can see and some which we can only feel. Blood that's black, drains him of his sins and the maggots of truth eat up his decaying flesh. He scrubs his wounds to keep them alive so that they remind him of his real self. The sedative demons offer help and dance at his gates with the remedy for his pain. His body needs them for some relief but his will still holds strong. They return back to their dark world but with their hooks set deep in his flesh. The anchor of his will still holds him back from drowning in the sea of death.

He now rests at this milestone, preparing himself for the journey again. With a hope that’s dead, a smile that’s fake, a heart all consumed... a brand new start... a brand new day...

Peace,
Firacub.

My Kinda Girl...

2005-09-03T05:05:00.000-07:00

Hi Guys. This is the angel that has haunted my dreams ever since I saw her. That innocent face, those lovely eyes, that beautifull smile......

So Guys. What do you hafta say about my choice? Looking forward to yawl comments...

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

The Knight of the Dark...

2005-08-24T09:16:00.000-07:00

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Ruler of the sky,
Where the dark sun shines.
Blood is the colour that paints it red,
A hint it gives of a slain heart.

Sheltered in a stoney womb,
Innocence all burned within.
On quest for a heart is the lonesome beast,
What good would it be for a soul no more.

Trapped deep in the realm of dark,
Bound by chains that he made himself.
Love is what will break the bonds,
His heart all slain with pain within.

Burried in dungeons where evil rules,
Corroding his heart which was once gold.
My freedom locked with sins my own,
A forbidden wish that holds my hope.

I muster my courage for the final flight,
To the river of life that flows ahead.
Leaving behind by barren home,
Now vulnerable to the joy I seek.

Destiny plays its games again,
The dagger of joy it uses to kill.
The beast that now soars the sky,
A toy its own... a humble prey...

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

The God Of Motorcyles... YAMAHA RD 350

2005-08-22T12:38:00.000-07:00

My Soul... My Passion...

Walking slowly along the footpath, your mind is wandering through the crammed mess of the daily routine. Suddenly, for reasons unknown, you snap out of it. It could be the unfamiliar sound of a performance two-stroker. Or the glimpse of additional helpings of chrome. Whatever it is, it's not a ubiquitous sensation. Your aroused ears catch the unmistakable sound of two cylinders breathing hard in tandem. The powerful song grows louder, and as you whip around, you see a blur, the bike closing rapidly towards you. Looks familiar and very, very fast. The rider flashes his lights as the sound surrounds you. In a thunderclap, it disappears into the distance, leaving behind a small cloud of blue smoke and fresh memories of speed. The senses are unwilling to let go of the sensation. The sound, the sight and the smell mingle with your blood. Goose pimples dot your skin as an adrenaline overdose raises your heartbeat. For this one moment, you stand face to face with intense jealousy, yours...

Avant GaRD

The Yamaha RD350, we know now, is not ready to be consigned into the Indian motorcycle history book yet. Today, years after it stopped rolling out of the Escorts factory, it still possesses a great many motorcycle enthusiast and speed freaks in the country.

What makes this motorcycle so special? Okay, let's see. It has two cylinders, one pot more than any other Indian motorcycle, save perhaps for the Jawa 350. A six-speed close-ratio gearbox meshes with the mill, allowing ecstatic clutchless upshifts during hard acceleration. Neat innovations abound, for instance, a seventh port sprays cool air-fuel mixture onto the piston to cool it. Reed valves, standard procedure on all two-strokers today, started life as a part of this package.

When introduced in 1972 abroad, the concept of petrol and oil premix was pretty much matter of course. The RD came with a separate oil tank and a Yamaha AutoLube system was entrusted with feeding the engine with carefully metered amounts of oil. The original US spec bikes also came with a solid disc up front, which got the axe in its transit to India and was replaced with an 180 mm drum, handily picked off the bike's rear wheel, but altered to take twin-reciprocating brake cams.

The Indian version, though de-tuned, still showed a clean 150 kph, putting all the 30 horses that rear up at 6750 rpm to good use, relying on the whopping 3.3 kgm of torque on tap along the way. The RD also had a tachometer to help the rider stay firmly in the power band, shift on time and immerse himself in its character, charm and inimitable feel.

In the early eighties, when the bike arrived on our shores, none of these features were available on Indian production motorcycles. In fact, even today, most Indian bikes still boast around 1 kgm, and at max, 15 bhp numbers. While the RD's six-speeder is still very much in the realm of exotica, five-speeders are beginning to make an appearance. Tachometers are still luxury items, and no one uses 180 mm drums even today, though some motorcycles do get disc brakes now. But then no one makes as much power or goes as quick as the RD. And of course, none have the charisma of an RD.Yes, this was the kind of motorcycle that Escorts started producing in the early 80s, it was India's introduction to performance motorcycling.

Highly RDculate

Whenever you start up the RD and head out, you regularly take sharp curves at three digit speeds with the confidence that she will take it in her stride. She always surprises you with her capabilities. You find that the curve you classified as a 60 kph turn eventually becomes a 100 kph one. You find yourself replacing foot peg rubbers in ever shortening intervals. You begin to feel insanely happy on finding scrub marks on the outside of your shoes.

The addiction remains. It still gets your hair standing on end. It gets you breathless. It leaves your knees shaking when you get off. And it's got character. The RD is not a docile motorcycle you putter about town on. You can do that, but the RD will complain with a stumbling engine note and even some overheating. She comes into her own on the right side of a 100 kph. On a nice empty road, on her own will, she'll raise the front wheel and salute your riding. And in your ears will ring her trademark sound. A well rounded scream of pure ecstasy, with the rushing wind for garnish.

Race Derived

The RD series of Yamaha twin-cylinder motorcycles were special. They had great two-stroke engines as well as stiff, unflexing chassis. The ability of the relatively small two-strokers to out-handle and out-accelerate much bigger four-strokers ensured an enduring fan following the world over. What began with the RD350 in 1972 soon spawned 400 CC and 500 CC models soon. The original RD was rated at about 39 bhp. Later versions went on to touch stellar heights with models getting up to 63 bhp in stock tune.But the RD wasn't perfect. It had peaky powerbands, and was ferocious only in that particular rev range. It also suffered from heat exhaustion. All of which somehow seemed to endear it even more to people. Yamaha always emphasised that the engine was 'mildly stressed,' and that did wonders for every neighbourhood tuner's imagination. Soon RDs were sporting all kinds of boost-output parts, and the stock 39 bhp was suddenly puny.

Even today, classic racing series in the US and UK see heavy RD350 participation. Highly tuned RD350s also turn up at classic drag racing events with engines that make a whopping 80 plus bhp! The bike is invariably well represented in motorcycling literature, whether the theme is history, or superbikes of the past.

It was this kind of a legend-in-the-making that Escorts India was flirting around with. Not content to let a good thing be, they decided to de-tune the original engine in order to extract a few extra kilometres off each litre of fuel. The Indian RDs boasted 30.5 bhp, which was reduced further to 27 bhp a few years on. That figure, though small by worldwide standards, was still light years ahead of the production bikes in the early 80s here. Sadly, that is true today, too.

The RD Boys

The RD can be found in every nook and cranny of the country, but is increasingly becoming a rare sight. Yes, there are hindrances. The contact breaker ignition requires timing adjustments every 1,000 kilometres. Spares are available with much difficulty and at atrocious prices. The RD isn't exactly miserly on fuel consumption, while fuel prices continue to rise...But then, it does a 150 kph from a standing start in all of 15 seconds.

Two decades on, there is still a brand of motorcycle enthusiast who lives in the RD dream in our country. This person knows that riding a parsimonious four-stroke 100 CC bike will never come even close; the RD is on another plane. They soak in the glory of the Indian motorcycle God, the Yamaha RD350.

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

My Best Friend...

2005-08-21T11:48:00.000-07:00

Hi Guys. I know I am a very lazy soul, been brain dead of late. But I just decided to wish you all a "Belated Happy friendship's Day".
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(Partner of my dark world. Charioteer of my eternal journey... )

< < < HAPPY FRIENDSHIP'S DAY > > >

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

Wolfen...

2005-08-16T16:57:00.000-07:00

Master of the Sky or the Lord of the Jungle...
An answer to my existence,
Is what the Cub looks for...

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

Wanna look into my eyes...

2005-08-16T16:46:00.000-07:00

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Peace Forever,
Firacub,

On The Eve Of Independence Day...

2005-08-14T09:26:00.000-07:00

Dear friends,
Here is a totally different message, your views please.

Just a thought for the National Anthem! How well do you know about it?

I have always wondered who is the "adhinayak" and "bharat bhagya vidhata", whose praise we are singing. I thought might be our Motherland India!! Our current National Anthem "Jana Gana Mana" is sung throughout the country. Did you know the following about our national anthem... I didn't.

To begin with, India's national anthem, Jana Gana Mana Adhinayaka, was written by Rabindranath Tagore in honor of King George V and the Queen of England when they visited India in 1919. To honor their visit Pandit Motilal Nehru had the five stanzas included, which are in praise of the King and Queen. (And most of us think it is in the praise of our great motherland!!!)

In the original Bengali verses only those provinces that were under British rule, i.e. Punjab, Sindh, Gujarat, Maratha etc. were mentioned. None of the princely states were recognized which are integral parts of India now Kashmir, Rajasthan, Andhra, Mysore or Kerala. Neither the Indian Ocean nor the Arabian Sea was included, since they were directly under Portuguese rule at that time. The Jana Gana Mana Adhinayaka implies that King George V is the lord of the masses and Bharata Bhagya Vidhata is "the bestower of good fortune".

Following is a translation of the five stanzas that glorify the King:

First stanza: (Indian) People wake up remembering your good name and ask for your blessings and they sing your glories. (Tava shubha naame jaage; tava shubha aashish maage, gaaye tava jaya gaatha)

Second stanza: Around your throne people of all religions come and give their love and anxiously wait to hear your kind words.

Third stanza: Praise to the King for being the charioteer, for leading the ancient travelers beyond misery.

Fourth stanza: Drowned in the deep ignorance and suffering, poverty-stricken, unconscious country? Waiting for the wink of your eye and your mother's (the Queen's) true protection.

Fifth stanza: In your compassionate plans,the sleeping Bharat (India) will wake up. We bow down to your feet O' Queen, and glory to Rajeshwara (the King).

This whole poem does not indicate any love for the Motherland but depicts a bleak picture. When you sing Jana Gana Mana Adhinayaka, whom are you glorifying? Certainly not the Motherland. Is it God? The poem does not indicate that. It is time now to understand the original purpose and the implication of this, rather than blindly sing as has been done in the past fifty years. Nehru chose the present national anthem as opposed to Vande Mataram because he thought that it would be easier for the band to play!!! It was an absurd reason but Today for that matter bands have advanced and they can very well play any music. So they can as well play Vande Mataram, which is a far better composition in praise of our dear Motherland India. Wake up, it's high time!

Shouldn't Vande Mataram be our National Anthem???

HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY...

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

ADIEU...

2005-08-11T08:44:00.000-07:00

This post is in respect of my dear GrandPa who recently passed away on 4th August 2005. May Allah keep his soul in peace. Ameen...

A seed of life that started the tree,
A drop of water that gave birth to the stream.
Pushed its roots through the layers of life,
Waded its way through the jungles of destiny.

Orphaned at the age while learning his steps,
Alone he stood in the unfamiliar crowd.
Fighting the duels that life threw in,
Fought them all with a smile on his face.

Was robbed of wealth and joy of life,
Struggled for his share of happiness.
Was added to a soul he did not like,
Was gifted seven gems to nourish with life.

For years he trudged along the lonesome path,
Chasing the mirage that lay ahead.
Dark clouds that reigned his life,
Lashed him with pain every now and then.

Still this monarch braved it all,
His blood he wasted as his sweat.
Destiny could not hold him for long,
For victory hath been waiting for long.

The tree grew older and its branches blossomed,
Life showed presence in every leaf.
Basked it did in the sunshine of life,
Fruits it reaped that quenched us all.

Seasons of life dont last for long,
Spring had come at its end.
Life started falling from every twig,
And the reaper started sharpening his scythe.

Birds that once nested there,
Flew away when the seasons changed.
Forgot the love they were nurtured with,
As if the tree meant nothing at all.

Slowly the clouds covered the sky,
The rainbow also started to fade.
One by one the branches fell,
The river of life started to dry.

Tears could not feed its ageing veins,
That had all dried as time passed by.
Alas.. came the grim reaper,
To harvest the yield he was waiting for.

Down fell the tree on the barren land,
Biting the dust that it ruled so far.
Tears rolled down the rusted eyes,
Saying adieu to the leaving soul.

All that is a left is a lonely branch,
A partial image of the one no more.
To carry on from where he left,
The journey of life where our souls galore.

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

My Fellow Bloggers...

2005-07-05T17:51:00.000-07:00

Blogworld is that realm of ecstasy where I fulfilled some of my dreams to the extent that I could say, made me happy. I met a few good people on the way and today I thought of giving them the Red Carpet treatment that they deserve...

To begin with, I would like to thank Keshu for introducing me to the blog world. The moment when I first chatted with her, changed my attitude towars this virtual world forever. Keshu has been my oldest pal on the net and our friendship just evolved naturally with time. A sweet chap with a very big heart is how I would define her in one line. Thanx a ton for always being by muh side buddy.

Next would be Rocky aka Rajbir. We got hooked up while bashing people on the net and have become good friends ever since. Even till this day I remember how we used to thwart other guys by pretending to be a couple lost in love....hahahaha... Man it was FUN!!! Rajbir is a nice guy and a very dependable friend. Its my wish that I meet him atleast once. I have to borrow his height and he has to borrow my wit. Looking forward to the barter trade mate. By the way WISHING YOU A VERY HAPPY BELATED B'DAY. I would be personally sending you a kilo of LADOOS for this auspicious occasion.

Then I met Dil.Ville. She is a real babester. We got to know each other just a few weeks back. I knew her a bit though but then got to know her better once we started chatting online. Her real name is withheld to protect her privacy..;) She is one girl who knows how to weave magic with her words. Apart from that she can also paint and draw very well. Kuddos to you girl. Oh I forgot to add that she has brains which are far more advanced than her age.

I got introduced to Janice through Keshi's blog. She is a nice girl and as far as my memory goes, she once had a crush on me. OMG... now please dont kill me Janice for letting the cat out of the bag...lol. She is expecting a baby soon and I wish her the best in life ahead.

Dewdy is one of the bloggers who is the first to hit the blogworld with her innovative ideas. She is a very nice person and like her ID suggests, is as pure as a dewdrop. Its a treat to read her blogs and to participate in her quizes. She is a real gem of a person and a very humble lady to chat with.

Saby has been a real pain the Da Butt. Jokes apart, his comments are sure enough to split you up like a maniac. He is 54 but he has the wit and humour to beat his age hands down. He can be a preacher and a pervert at the same time. Though he talks incest but at times his advice is worth paying attention to. Some of his offerings to the blogworld are annony mouse, Julia, annony-mouse-lover-of-Saby etc etc. If anyone has had a high doze of paranormal thoughts from Dil.Ville, Ash or me, then Saby's comments under our posts are a must read to balance the mental equilibrium. Thanks for being such a sport buddy. Keep it up.

Then I met Sebia. A fellow angel from my own turf wink.. wink.. She bagged the highest number of comments on her Valentines Day party and is known as one the chirpiest girls present in the blogworld. Her ggrrrrrrrs are a treat for those who try to mess with this little devil. Thanks for all your support buddy. Her posts are full of laughter and lots of witty puns.

Apart from the above regular bloggers I also met Ash_B1, Citrus, Kitten, Tanvi, Priti, Bhaluu, Aamir and others. I havent talked much with them so could not post my views about them. If I have left out anyone then kinldy let me know so that I can update this post. Thank you all for being there for me.

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

A Ray Of Hope...

2005-07-04T18:59:00.000-07:00

The darkness wades off,
And the knight comes forth.
A gruesome battle,
That he hath left behind.

A ray of hope that his eyes have seen,
A reassurance that his heart now wants.
A dead body that he carries around,
With a heart that just hit a beat.

Suddenly I felt something called life,
A prank that death plays once in a while.
Love that I bask in at the moment,
Wished it lasts a bit more.

Was beckoned by some to accept life,
Death on the other end lured me more.
My mind tries to decide what to accept,
A moment of love is all what I want.

So alas I decide to return to the dark,
But still the hope in my heart remains.
Death is my inevitable destiny,
But I would still give Love a one last try.

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

My tranquil thoughts....

2005-04-29T14:49:00.000-07:00

What is Death? Its been a long time that I have been debating on this word with myself or rather my better half. Literally speaking, its just a The termination or extinction of something living. However if we look at it our individual way, its much more than that. For some its a new journey. Into a world which no one knows about. A path so dark that light itself might think twice before walking on it. Is it the answer for all my questions or am I just being too coward a person? What has life given me? I wonder at times. A lonely life filled with sorrow, hate, disgust and self pity. Or am I being ignorant towards those moments of happiness that life offered me once in a while. I was devoid of love from the elders. Devoid of relations that we all want. Devoid of family that I had lo leave behind.

Why do people give in to drugs, depression and grief? It gives them peace and presence of mind. To do what? The answer - to meet death as early as they can. I have lived my life or rather I should say, am living my life at my own slow pace. A lot that I have seen. Waiting for more to see tomorrow. My sight is getting broader with each passing day, my wisdom accumulating with each passing day. Ironic is the fact that the day I die would be the moment I would be at the zenith of my wisdom and experience of life. But with whom do I share this ocean of knowledge. I think and think but still cant get any answer for this. For those who live life in the fast lane, its nothing but happiness thats virtual in existence. All their life they chase it like the far end of the rainbow, only to find that that they still have some distance left.

There he stands, the grim reaper. Holding the scythe that I so long for. His eyes that I am afraid to look in. His touch that chills my soul. I have been given the best in life but was I worth it all I wonder. I try my best to prove my worth so that I die a contended soul. He touched my soul a couple of times but then let go with a laugh so hollow. He may be waiting at the turn ahead but I never know when he would strike. At times I feel so hollow within, that all my happiness gets devoured. I try my best to hold some back but alas.. I try in vain.

Too much my eyes have seen. Too much my eyes have to see. My heart that shatters every moment. My eyes that flood on every note. My soul that I feel within myself no more. I close my eyes every day I sleep, to instantly find myself in my world. I fly, I cherish, I conquer, I rule. But then I realise that it aint nothing but just a dream. At times I wish that I never woke up. But I think thats too much to ask for.

So I just go out for a walk under the open sky. The cool breeze just mellows me down and the moon and the stars ease my tranquil state. I sigh heavily for a moment and give some time to myself and to what I had been thinking. Hope comes and taps my soul and happiness leave a smile behind. I pull myself together after the lesson that I learnt for the day. Prepare myself to walk again the path that I just cursed. After every night we have the day. After every war we have peace. So I courage to myself that life aint that bad. Just a bad day.. maybe something better might be at the turn ahead.

Amen...

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

My Battle...

2005-04-17T13:42:00.000-07:00

Here I come back again,
Being pulled by the thin ropes of faith.
Fragile it may seem at first,
But strongest of the bond it is.

A warrior that I am,
A never ending battle that I am in.
I dont know how much more I have to bleed,
To conquer in this fight of my will against my destiny.

Resting atop the barbed adobe,
Looking upon the horizon so dark.
Bodies of my forms lay strewn in sand,
With vultures to devour them part by part.

How much more I have to fight,
How many memories I have to shed.
Pain is what that runs in my veins,
Pumps my heart that beats no more.

My sword, it lays painted in blood,
Its sheath that it so much longs for.
Enough of me it has already slain,
Thirsty it is to feed on some more.

The ground that lay in front of me,
Beckons me to fight once more.
Carpet of happiness I trample over,
A fight my own which it uses to lure.

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

A Lone Thought...

2005-04-12T11:10:00.000-07:00

I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain...
I’ve seen sunny days that I thought would never end...
I’ve seen lonely times when I could not find a friend...
But I always thought that I’d see you again...

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

Happy Holi.....

2005-03-30T14:03:00.000-08:00

The Cub wishes you all a Very Happy Holi.

Took this snap in the living room.

2005-03-30T14:02:00.000-08:00

And this one on the terrace.

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

Ferrari 328

2005-03-21T04:18:00.000-08:00

This is a tribute to my love for such exotic beauties...

I am a complete automobile freak guys. This is just an incomplete sketch of a Ferrari 328. I could not finish the tyres though. Would do that someday.

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

A 3D sketch

2005-03-21T04:17:00.000-08:00

The Cub's attempt to go 3D...

This sketch took a lot of time and effort. I literally had a headache everytime I sat down to finish it. However, worth the time and effort.

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

The Sensual woman...

2005-03-21T04:14:00.000-08:00

Sensuality.. as the Cub sees it...

My impression of the most sensual thing that God created for man. A creation that speaks of perfection and nothing else. Too bad that some people just give it a very dirty name.

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

Beauty As I Perceive It....

2005-03-16T06:09:00.000-08:00

This is my idea of a beautiful woman...

I was just going through a magazine one day and then came across this model. She had such an innocent face that I just could not resist myself. So I picked up my pencil and sketched out my version of it. Hope you all like it. Thanx.

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

Death Becomes Me...

2005-03-14T13:42:00.000-08:00

This is one of my first sketches that I made when I used to practice arts. Others will follow soon. I hope you like it.

I consume my ownself,
My life I offerd to the one above.
Yet I live after being slain,
I wonder whether its my gift or a curse.....

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

99 Secrets that Girls would like to know about Guys!!!

2005-03-03T12:07:00.000-08:00

There you go. Here is a peek to how our world ticks. It took me some time to compile, but its well worth the effort... Enjoy girls... ; )

1. Guys don't actually go after good-looking girls. They prefer neat and presentable girls.

2. Guys hate flirts.

3. A guy can like you for a minute, and then forget you afterwards.

4. When a guy says he doesn't understand you, it simply means you're not thinking the way he is.

5. "Are you doing something?" or "Have you eaten already?" are the first usual questions a guy asks on the phone just to get out from stammering.

6. Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.

7. When a guy really likes you, he'll disregard all your bad characteristics.

8. Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.

9. Guys will do anything just to get the girl's attention.

10. Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend.

11. When guys want to meet your parents. Let them.

12. Guys want to tell you many things but they can't. And they sure have one habit to gain courage and spirit to tell you many things and it is drinking!

13. Guys cry!!!

14. Don't provoke the guy to heat up. Believe me. He will.

15. Guys can never dream and hope too much.

16. Guys usually try hard to get the girl who has dumped them, and this makes it harder for them to accept their defeat.

17. When you touch a guy's heart, there's no turning back.

18. Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what?!..uh...never mind!" would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking.

19. Guys go crazy when girls touch their hands.

20. Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.

21. When a guy makes a prolonged "umm" or makes any excuses when you're asking him to do you a favor, he's actually saying that he doesn't like you and he can't lay down the card for you.

22. When a girl says "no", a guy hears it as "try again tomorrow".

23. You have to tell a guy what you really want before he gets the message clearly.

24. Guys hate gays!!!

25. Guys love their moms.

26. A guy would sacrifice his money for lunch just to get you a couple of roses.

27. A guy often thinks about the girl who likes him. But this doesn't mean that the guy likes her.

28. You can never understand him unless you listen to him.

29. If a guy tells you he loves you once in a lifetime. He does.

30. Beware!!! Guys can make gossips scatter through half of the face of the earth faster than girls can.

31. Like Eve, girls are guy's weaknesses.

32. Guys are very open about themselves.

33. It's good to test a guy first before you believe him. But don't let him wait that long.

34. No guy is bad when he is courting

35. Guys hate it when their clothes get dirty. Even if its a small dot.

36. Guys really admire girls that they like even if they're not that much pretty.

37. Your best friend, whom your boyfriend seeks help from about his problems with you may end up being admired by your boyfriend.

38. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.

39. A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.

40. A guy finds ways to keep you off from linking with someone else.

41. Guys love girls with brains more than girls in miniskirts.

42. Guys try hard to find the stuffed toy a girl wants but would unluckily get the wrong one.

43. Guys virtually brag about anything.

44. Guys cannot keep secrets that girls tell them.

45. Guys think too much.

46. Guys fantasies are unlimited.

47. Girls' height doesn't really matter to a guy but her weight does!

48. Guys tend to get serious with their relationship and become too possessive. So watch out girls!!!

49. When a girl makes the boy suffer during courtship, it would be hard for him to let go of that girl.

50. It's not easy for a guy to let go of his girlfriend after they broke up especially when they've been together for 3 years or more.

51. You have to tell a guy what you really want before getting involved with that guy.

52. A guy has to experience rejection, because if he's "too good never been busted", never been in love and hurt, he won't be matured and grown up.

53. When an unlikable circumstance comes, guys blame themselves a lot more than girls do. They could even hurt themselves physically.

54. Guys have strong passion to change but have weak will power.

55. Guys are tigers in their peer groups but become tamed pussycats with their girlfriends.

56. When a guy pretends to be calm, check if he's sweating. You'll probably see that he is nervous.

57. When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl. He really is.

58. When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, "Please come and listen to me"

59. Guys don't really have final decisions.

60. When a guy loves you, bring out the best in him.

61. If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him.

62. If a guy has been silent for long, say something.

63. Guys believe that there's no such thing as love at first sight, but court the girls anyway and then realize at the end that he is wrong.

64. Guys like femininity not feebleness.

65. Guys don't like girls who punch harder than they do.

66. A guy may instantly know if the girl likes him but can never be sure unless the girl tells him.

67. A guy would waste his time over video games and basketball, the way a girl would do over her romance, novels and make-ups.

68. Guys love girls who can cook or bake.

69. Guys like girls who are like their moms. No kidding!

70. A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.

71. A guy's friend knows everything about him. Use this to your advantage.

72. Don't be a snob. Guys may easily give up on the first sign of rejection.

73. Don't be biased. Try loving a guy without prejudice and you'll be surprised.

74. Girls who bathe in their eau de perfumes do more repelling than attracting guys.

75. Guys are more talkative than girls are, especially when the topic is about girls.

76. Guys don't comprehend the statement "Get lost" too well.

77. Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions but still love them more.

78. When a guy gives a crooked or pretentious grin at your jokes, he finds them offending and he just tried to be polite.

79. Guys don't care about how shiny their shoes are unlike girls.

80. Guys tend to generalize about girls but once they get to know them, they'll realize they're wrong.

81. Any guy can handle his problems all by his own. He's just too stubborn to deal with it.

82. Guys find it so objectionable when a girl swears.

83. Guys' weakest point is at the knee.

84. When a problem arises, a guy usually keeps himself cool but is already thinking of a way out.

85. When a guy is conscious of his looks, it shows he is not good at fixing things.

86. When a guy looks at you, either he's amazed of you or he's criticizing you.

87. When you catch him cheating on you and he asks for a second chance, give it to him. But when you catch him again and he asks for another chance, ignore him.

88. If a guy lets you go, he really loves you.

89. If you have a boyfriend, and your boy best friend always glances at you and it obviously shows that he is jealous whenever you're with your boyfriend, all I can say is your boy best friend loves you more than your boyfriend does.

90. Guys learn from experience not from the romance books that girls read and take as their basis of experience.

91. You can tell if a guy is really hurt or in pain when he cries in front of you!

92. If a guy suddenly asks you for a date, ask him first why.

93. When a guy says he can't sleep if he doesn't hear your voice even just for one night, hang up. He also tells that to another girl. He only flatters you and sometimes makes fun of you.

94. You can truly say that a guy has good intentions if you see him praying sometimes.

95. Guys seek for advice not from a guy but from a girl.

96. Girls are allowed to touch boys' things. Not their hair!

97. If a guy says you're beautiful, that guy likes you.

98. Guys hate girls who overreact.

99. Guys love you more than you love them if they are serious in your relationships.

If Ur a Guy then u'd a wide grin at most of the lines, cos U never thot tht someone will actually write all these down.

And girlz will have a hectic time goin thru all their past misconceptions on Guyz.

Guy/Girl ... Whoever U are ... If U were thinkin of a specific person for almost 90 % of the time tht U were reading this, then thats the person U really love.

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

Pulitzer 1994 (Kevin Carter)

2005-03-01T13:15:00.000-08:00

This is the text that is printed in fine print under the picture:

The PHOTO is the "Pulitzer prize" winning photo taken in 1994 during the Sudan famine. The picture depicts a famine stricken child crawling towards an United Nations food camp, located a kilometer away.

>The vulture is waiting for the child to die so that it can eat it. This picture shocked the whole world. No one knows what happened to the child, including the photographer Kevin Carter who left the place as soon as the photograph was taken.

>Three months later he committed suicide due to depression.

This is what the photographer had to say after he took the photograph:

Dear God,

I promise I will never waste my food no matter how bad it can taste and how full I may be. I pray that He will protect this little boy, guide and deliver him away from his misery. I pray that we will be more sensitive towards the world around us and not be blinded by our own selfish nature and interests.

I hope this picture will always serve as a reminder to us that how fortunate we are and that we must never ever take things for granted.

Let's make a prayer for the suffering in anywhere anyplace around the globe and send this friendly reminder to others Think & look at this...when you complain about your food and the food we wasted daily........

Peace Forever,
Firacub.
P.S. The next pic would be that of Keshu.. So watch out for that mates. It was very difficult to get, trust me.

Faith

2005-02-27T12:14:00.000-08:00

Fangs full of Venom, yet heart full of love and the mind.. ruled by Faith..

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

My Journey

2005-02-25T12:19:00.000-08:00

The journey of life so far... As seen through the eyes of the cub...

I walk again on my journey,
After a brief jist with joy.
And I stop once in a while,
To see the distance covered.

I wear shoes with no soles,
So that I can feel the path I walk.
The thorns, the debris, the dew, the dust,
The sensation that was long withheld.

My heart that feels heavy no more,
As it once used to be.
Some pain I shed a while ago,
Wished I could forego it all.

Was abandoned by a friend call joy,
But I walk now with sadness as my mate.
The distance that so long it seems,
A dream that I have left to fate.

At times when I try to recall,
A blurry vision is all I get.
Drops of joy just fall away.
A thing so hard to resurrect.

Am I happy, I ask myself,
My happiness dances in front of me.
I shake, I tremble and shout in despair,
And sky it seems, comes falling on me.

I sumup myself once again,
For the journey that still lies ahead.
Pieces of me that lay scattered,
I joined them with cracks for all to see.

Happiness is what I long for,
Love is what I want.
Got some on the turn I left,
With hope to earn a little more.

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

Da Cub...

2005-02-22T07:25:00.000-08:00

2005-02-22T07:21:00.000-08:00

Ze Dal Lake...

2005-02-22T07:20:00.000-08:00

Ze House Boats...

2005-02-22T07:19:00.001-08:00

Me in ze gardens..

2005-02-22T07:19:00.000-08:00

Mez again...

2005-02-22T07:17:00.000-08:00

Firacub... The Ethnic Style

2005-02-22T07:09:00.000-08:00

Da Cub once again...

My Test Results.....

2005-02-14T11:33:00.000-08:00

I just followed the link on Dewdy's Blog to check myself on the Love Meter...

The results are....

You are more romantic than 80% of the population.
You life your life like a fairy tale... or at least you try to.
Living for magical moments,
you believe there's only one true love for you.
Love is the most important thing in your life,
and you don't take it for granted.
Your perfect match loves to be in love as much as you do!

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

Somethings about me....

2005-02-11T15:04:00.000-08:00

Hmm.. With Keshu as your teacher, such Q n A session turns out to be real fun. Keep up the spirits Keshu and plz keep such sessions coming in future too....

1.What's your idea of a steamy night with your partner?
-Hehehehe... Practising the Kamasutra.

2.What is one priceless thing in your home?
-Mua family.

3.Who keeps you going?
-My Mom.

4.Favorite TV program?
-Extreme Machines and Tom N Jerry.

5.What is your favorite attribute about your room?.
-Posters of Bikes n Cars and my PC.

6.Highly attracted to anyone?
-Not as yet.

7.What's the best feeling?
-When sleping on my mum's lap.. Nirvana.

8.What is marriage?
-A pure bond between two new souls.

9.How do you define your best partner in one word?
-Honest.

10.If you were to die tomorrow how would you spend today?
-First meet the people whom I hate the most and then spend the rest of the time with family n frenz.

11.Favorite flower?
-Rose.

12.What makes you smile?
-Innocent Love.

13.If you had to leave someone for good, who would be the hardest to leave?
-My parents.

14.What do stars in the twilight sky tell you?
-Someone, somewhere is lookin at them and thinking about you.

15.Who would you like to be seated next to when you're on a long flight?
-Alicia Silverstone.

16.Favorite color?
-Smoke Grey

17.What's your best outfit?
- Pair of denims and any tee from my enormous collection.

18.Who makes you laugh alot?
-My friend Rohit. I dunno where does he get all those jokes from ! ! !

19.What's your understanding of the world and your existence?
-The world's a play and my existence is my part that God wrote as my destiny.

20.Are you a blamer?
-Yes, at times.

21.Is there a difference between Love and Lust?
-Yup. Love is a pure emotion that arises from within our hearts and lust is just a physical attraction.

22.How would you like to spend a rainy day?
-Cruising on my bike with my love.

23.What do you do when a kid makes a boo-boo?
-Ahem.. Ahem.. No comments.

24.What would be your favorite animal(s) and why?
-Dog, for its faithfullness and the Eagle for its command over the skies.

25.When and where did you last take some photos of yourself/others?
-A few days back in the living room with my family.

26.Where are you right now?
-In the office.

27.When did you last clean your closet?
-I have an organised closet.

28.What's your favorite Language?
-My mothertongue.

29.State one act that you would do to show your partner how much you love him/her?
-Just give her that warm tight hug on a cool windy day and kiss her on her forehead.

30.What makes you jealous the most?
-Someone doing better than me.

31.If you ever wanted to meet someone you have only heard about, who would that be and why?
-All my net friends(Ladoo eater)..(Take the hint Keshi and show us urself. hehehe.....)

32.What's your favorite dish?
-Wazwan.

33.What do you find the sexiest thing about a woman/man?
-Woman, their hair and eyes. Guys-their personality.

34.What would you do on a lazy evening with your partner?
-Get cozy in the bed and talk about our most romantic moments.

35.Do different religions/races bother you?
-No. Everyone has an equal right to live.

36.What do you like doing the best outdoors?
-Just sit on the sea-shore and watch the sunset and listen to music of the waves.

37.Current favorite song?
-Tamally Maak and Bulla(rabby shergil)

39.Are you living your life the way you want to live it?
-Not exactly, but I am happy with what I have.

40.What turns you on?
-Sexy eyes and long hair.

41.When did you last have your hair cut?
-A month ago.

42.What's more attractive, looks or wisdom?
-A combination of both.

43.What is your favorite fragrance?
-Downtown.

44.What kind of movies do you like?
-War and thriller movies.

45.What's your favorite culture other than your own and why?
-Though I like my culture but given a chance I would opt for Buddhism for the peace it offers to the soul.

46.If you were given a ticket to go to just one country in this world, where would you choose to go and why?
-Switzerland, I just love the mountains.

47.Would you go against your family to marry the one you love?
-I would prefer an arranged marriage. Would not leave my family for someone whom I have hardly known. Would be injustice for both.

48.Who has been the hardest to live with so far in your life and why?
-My dad. We just cant think alike. Otherwise he loves me a lot.

49.Your favorite actress/actor?
-Actress, Alicia Silverstone and Actor, Tom Hanks.

50.What do you consider as 'everything' in your life?
-Living upto my parents expectations and to those who have loved me and have had faith in me.

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

ReSurrection....

2005-02-11T09:19:00.000-08:00

Hmmm... Seems that I just penned down a very controversial topic. A lot of questions to answer. Good to know that I have people participating.. Well to begin with I have the respect for my motherland running in my veins and my best friend is a Captain in the army. I would give my life for my country if the need ever arised. So this takes care of Saby's queries.

Coming to Keshi... Jehad is referred to a Holy War. No where in the Holy Quran is it mentioned that muslims should rage a war against every other religion for the sake of saving Islam. It was a war fought by our Prophets(May peace be upon them) and our ancestors when they were tormented by the 'Yehudis'(Jews). Like all other religions, even Islam believes in peace, harmony and brotherhood. All religions are equal except for the way in which we follow it. Ultimately its God whom we pray to and till now I havent come across anything that defies that. I fail to understand that why do they even use the term Jehad in the first place. And if they think that its a holy war that should be fought then why arent they standing right in front where they should be, rather than giving orders as cowards. I personally dont like the so called 'upper class' of the caste system. Be it the maulvies or the pundits. These bastards put themselves highup on the social hierarchy and left the rest to perish. They are the real culprits behind this ongoing war. I dont know why people cant simply pray to God and avoid following them blindly. Neways I hope that clears some of your doubts Keshi.

Hi Rocky. Nice to read your views too. By now I think that all the common questions have been answered. I dont believe in voilence myself. Just want to live as a human that I was born. I really fail to understand that why do we have to dominate other people to follow our faith. Why cant we be left alone and let us do what we want to?? Why do we have to segregate the entire human race on the basis of caste and creed? Or even if I am a muslim, I have no rights to force that on a Hindu. Everyone should be given their personal space that they want and that they have the right for. I dont know when this war would end and how much more would we need to sacrifice. Just wish it all ends up soon... Amen

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

Jehad... The Holy War.

2005-02-10T08:17:00.000-08:00

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Jehad....

Ok. Now since you guys have asked me a lot about what Jehad really is, so let me just give you an insight of the so called 'Holy War'. I am from Kashmir. A place that was once called the "Heaven on Earth". But if you see it now, its nothing but a living hell painted red by the blood of innocents. This war has been going on since 1990. Thats when it really hit its extreme end. A lot has happened there and I think its only 1% that ever makes it to the media. What I am going to share its not something that I am making up on my own, but a true account of happenings that I have witnessed with my own eyes.

Thousands have died fighting from the past 14 years. Our graveyards are full of tombstones. Age group.. 16-25. 'Jalliyaan Walan bagh Tragedy' was not the only incident in which a whole mob was gunned down. People like 'General Dyer' still exist. It was on the day when one of the leaders 'Mirwaiz Maulvi Farooq ' was assasinated. The incident took place near the Islamia College in Srinagar, Kashmir. The congretion was passing though a narrow road that ran parallel to the walls of the college ground. There was just one small bylane on the entire stretch. The mob was shouting slogans and were very disturbed by the assasination. Then suddenly the Jawans appeared on the walls of the college, armed with Heave Machine Guns. Furiated, the crowd started throwing stones at them and thats when the mayhem started. The jawans started shooting blindly and did not stop till the last bullet had been fired. Those who were near the bylane escaped with their lives and the rest just perished. The bodies lay scattered everywhere. Men, women, children.. no one was spared. There was blood everywhere. The death toll was somewhere abrond 500. Could be more.. since I was a kid then and I cant recall all of it at the moment. That road was closed for weeks after that incident. It was one the most painfull experiences of my life.

In my life, I have witnessed a lot of things. Some of which I would not be able to forget my whole life. This so called 'Jehad' has already claimed a lot of lives. I dont know why people are still fighting. I asked some poeple when I went there and all they had to say was that they were living like slaves and they want freedom. People like Osama have no right to live. Its because of people like him that Islam has got just a bad reputation and the term 'Jehad' given a wrong meaning altogether. But the irony is that people like Osama Bin Laden and the mujahideen like Taliban are infact creations of America itself. What goes around is what comes around. In todays Era, at the roots of every Jehad is a game of dirty politics. If only people could stop believing them blindly and use their own common sense to judge what is wrong and what is right. I think that this would be enough for today.

Do let me know if in case you guys want to know something more. If you have any particular questions then kindly let me know and I would try my best to answer all your queries.

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

My New Blog

2005-02-07T13:24:00.000-08:00

I am henceforth introducing a new blog for all you people. This blog has been my source of inspiration and I hope it serves the same purpose for all of you as well. Its said that a coin has two sides and one should look on both the sides to judge things better. So its my humble request to all of you to kindly visit that blog the same way you visit this blog of mine. Thanks for all your support that you have given me so far. Without that I would not have been able to create this blog in the first place. The people I would like to thank are:

1) Keshi
2) Rocky
3) Dewdy
4) Tanvi
5) Saby
6) De.Ville
7) Citrus
8) KingButt
9) Agony Aunt
10) krevace

No matter where I am in future, you guys would always be remembered and would remain in the core of my heart (Saby included). I wreck all hell on people in my blogs but within, I am as human as you would have expected. The link for my new blog is:

http://sacredspace1979.blogspot.com

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

Thought for the Day.....

2005-02-07T08:28:00.000-08:00

I am hungry, I ask for food,
But ironic is the way my hunger is answered.
For its not a plate that I am given,
But simply a mirror.. thats all I am shown.

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

My Love Assignment

2005-02-05T13:19:00.000-08:00

Since I have been writing all about sadness and solitude all this while, so thought that I might post one of my thoughts about Love - A medicine for all diseases.. An assignment I had once done for Keshi. A blast from the past for my blog, hope you wont mind Keshi.

Imagine you were given an opportunity to go on a romantic date with anyone you desired...just anyone...tell me who you would choose to take out, why you chose that person and how you would spend your date...

WHO: The angel who lives in my eyes.
WHY: When she plucks the strings of love in my heart, the music is heard in her heart.
HOW: Would take her on my bike one day. When the sun is low and the cool breeze shall blow. The note of love so pure that the heart would just want to go. We would sit on the shore. Hand in hand. A time when you dont speak a word but then you say everything from your eyes in that one look that lasts a moment but affects us our whole life. A time when time itself comes to a standstill. A time that I wish would never end. Love for me should not be expressed, cos its something that is always in your heart for the person for whom your heart always beats that special note......

If Love be the greatest happiness in life, then let me be its slave for eternity.....

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

My Favourite Song...

2005-02-04T06:05:00.000-08:00

After reading so much about the songs that people like, I just thought of posting the song that I like. Hope you all like it. As usual your comments are anxiously awaited. Thanx.

my immortal

i'm so tired of being here
suppressed by all of my childish fears
and if you have to leave
i wish that you would just leave
because your presence still lingers here
and it won't leave me alone

these wounds won't seem to heal
this pain is just too real
there's just too much that time cannot erase

when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears
and i've held your hand through all of these years
but you still have all of me

you used to captivate me
by your resonating light
but now i'm bound by the life you left behind
your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
your voice it chased away all the sanity in me

these wounds won't seem to heal
this pain is just too real
there's just too much that time cannot erase

when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears
and i've held your hand through all of these years
but you still have all of me

i've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
and though you're still with me
i've been alone all along

Hope that you all like it as much it I like and relate it to myself.....

Regards,
Firacub.

A Walk Down The Memory Lane.....

2005-01-29T06:40:00.000-08:00

Finally I am back to my normal self. I had deviated for a while to get some humour in my blog. So here I am guys with my latest offering for you all. Hope you all like it, though some of you may even relate to some parts of it. As usual, your comments would be appreciated. Thanks.

I open my eyes, the season is autumn.
The cold wind blows and the leaves fly.

And there I stand, the lonesome me,
In all seasons of life.

I wonder why our memories become such an important part of our life,
Why something so sacred and so pure becomes so tormenting.

My life I spent in vain, away from home.. away from family.
I say I am happy, yea I am.. but where is my smile I wonder.

Can you my friend, bring me back my lost self,
Cos I cant, no matter how hard I try.

Often I see myself, walking alone on the path,
With the ones I love the most, on the other side.
I try and try in vain, to reach them,
But alas.. I stay separated, with nothing but ashes in my hand.

We use fire to keep ourselves warm,
So why does the same burn me within?

I walkup to my grandma's grave,
With tears not flowers to leave behind.
People say they feel very cold,
But my soul says I feel so warm.

We learn to walk, by holding the hand,
Are nurtured by love from them.
Somehow I feel so empty here,
Wished I could hold one too.

My heart I gave to others to care,
Was broken and shattered and thrown in despair.
Yea Keshi thats why you cry my friend.
But still you walk with a smile on yea face.

I am strong, I am cold,
With eyes all dry cos my heart I can hold.
Still a soul wishes for eternal peace,
A journey yet to start, that my life beholds.

Peace Forever,
Firacub.

Some Things About Me ! ! ! !

2005-01-29T05:40:00.000-08:00

Some things about me. Thanx to Keshi : * and Dewdy for the inspiration. I will be looking forward to your comments and observations about me guys. : )

1. Your name spelled backwards?
Fira

2. How would you describe yourself?
Chillaxed, emotional, possesive, wicked etc etc.. in short ME!!!

3. Are you a fast learner? Do you learn from your mistakes?
I am a fast learner as long as you talk straight cos otherwise I am reluctant to bring out my dark side hehehehe.....

4. Type of music you dislike most?
Music that sounds like noise or something thats being churned out as a pathetic lame ass excuse for a good composition....

5. What message is on your answering machine?
I dont have one cos I answer all my calls.

6. Have you ever ridden on a moped?
Yup!! after that my neighbours sold off that moped.

7. Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?
Para-gliding would do.

8. What's your favorite restaurant?
Karim's.

9. What is your idea of fun?
Zooming on mua bike with a hot chick.

10. Have you ever been in a school play?
Naaa... Never.

11. What is the last thing you downloaded onto your computer?
U wanna know??? (An evil grin.. wink.. wink..)

12. Ever prank call anybody?
Yup.. My friend, as a hot HR chick (thanx to the voice modulator that I have)

13. Ever get a parking ticket?
No. But I have got tickets for over speeding.

14. Furthest place you ever traveled?
I have been in Delhi for the past 25 years... away from my hometown.

15.Last time you swam in a pool?
Summer 2004

16. Do you have a garden?
No. Just some pot plants. But I have a huge garden infront of my home, back in Kashmir.

17. What's your favorite comic strip?
Tintin.

18. Do you get angry easily?
I am afraid to be angry cos I become an animal then. Hence I have learned to be patient and so I always keep my cool untill provoked (take the hint Saby...)

19. Do you really know all the words to your national anthem?
Yup I do...

20. Bath or Shower, morning or night?
Bath in the Eve before I leave for the office.

21. Best movie you've seen in the past month?
Troy. I liked the role played by Brad Pitt.

22. Favorite pizza topping?
Onion n capsicum with xtra cheese.

23. Chips or popcorn?
Chips.

24. Have you ever been in a beauty pageant?
Not Applicable ! ! !

25. Orange Juice or apple?
Both would do..

26. What color lipstick do you usually wear?
Again not applicable.

27. Have you ever smoked peanut shells?
I dont smoke, booze or screw bitches.

28. Who was the last person you went out to dinner with and where did you dine?
With my frenz on my B'Day. We went to Berkos.

29. Favorite type chocolate bar?
Campco Turbo(extinct), bar one, 5 Star n snikers.

30. What do you hate about yourself?
My better half which prone to getting hurt emotionally. But I somehow cant live without it cos it makes me human.

31. Are you a good cook?
Not actually. I can just make my breakfast, if you call that cooking.

32. What is your source of inspiration?
Mom n dad.

33. Have you ever won a trophy?
Won once for standing 1st in the 3rd grade and for a state level prize in arts and hindi.

34. Sprite or 7-up?
Tropicana.

35. Have you ever had to wear a uniform to work?
Nope.

36. Last thing you bought at a pharmacy?
Pain killers.

37. Ever throw up in public?
Never.

38. Would you prefer being a millionaire or find true love?
Whatever is there to be in my destiny.

39. Do you believe in love at first sight?
Happened once (puppy love) in 8th Grade. After that.. once bitten twice shy.

40. Ever call a 1-900 number?
Nope.

41. Who was the last person you visited in a hospital?
My friend.. ages back.

42. Can exs be friends?
They are the biggest bitches. Ugggghh!! Dont even wanna talk abt it.

43. How often do your trim your toe nails?
The moment they cross the 1mm mark.

44. What is your idea of fun?
As said earlier, cruising on my bike listening to my favourite song.

45. What is in your purse?
Credit cards, moolah n some change, keys to my locker, diary, licence and a family pic.

46. Favorite thing to do before bedtime?
Buzz all my friends.

47. What keeps you ticking?
Struggle to survive and conquer.

48. What would you rather be doing right now?
Working as usual. If on an off then washing my bike or listening to my favourite numbers.

49. What is one thing you are grateful for today?
I'm gratefull to God for granting me the life that I have lived so far. It has taught me a lot and made me what I am today.

50. What message do you want to send across in this lifetime?
Be happy and content. Your Karma is all that pays in the end.. NOTHING ELSE!!!

Peace Forever,
Firacub.
P.S.: Thanx Keshi for bringing our such posts every now and then. Love ya.....

THE POOPIE LIST

2005-01-24T11:55:00.000-08:00

GHOST POOPIE: The kind where you feel the poopie come out, but there is no poopie in the toilet.
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CLEAN POOPIE: The kind where you poopie it out, see it in the toilet, but there is nothing on the toilet paper.
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WET POOPIE: The kind where you wipe your butt 50 times and it still feels unwiped, so you have to put some toilet paper between your butt and your underwear so you won't ruin them with stains.
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SECOND WAVE POOPIE: This happens when you're done poopie-ing and you've pulled your pants up to your knees, and you realize that you have to poopie some more.
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POP-A VEIN-IN-YOUR-FOREHEAD POOPIE: The kind where you strain so much to get it out, you practically have a stroke.
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LINCOLN LOG POOPIE: The kind of poopie that is so huge you're afraid to flush without first breaking it into little pieces with the toilet brush.
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GASSY POOPIE: It's so noisy, that everyone within earshot is giggling.
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DRINKER'S POOPIE: The kind of poopie you have the morning after a long night of drinking. It's most noticeable trait is the skid marks on the bottom of the toilet.
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CORN POOPIE: Self explanatory.
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GEE-I-WISH-I-COULD-POOPIE POOPIE: The kind where you want to poopie but all you do is sit on the toilet and fart a few times.
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SPINAL TAP POOPIE: That's where it hurts so badly coming out, you'd swear it was leaving you sideways.
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WET CHEEKS POOPIE (The Power Dump): The kind that comes out so fast, your butt cheeks get splashed with water.
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THE DANGLING POOPIE: This poopie refuses to drop in the toilet even though you are done poopie-ing it. You just hope that a shake or two will cut it loose.
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THE SURPRISE POOPIE: You're not even at the toilet because you are sure you are about to fart, but *oops* --- a poopie!
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PEACE FOREVER,
FIRACUB.

Psalm 23

2005-01-22T11:58:00.000-08:00

After giving some thought about Keshi's idea of self awareness, I thought I might as well jot down my thoughts. The following lines from the Holy Bible are something that help me knowing and coming in terms to what I am and what my purpose of life is in this world. Hope you all like it.

Psalm 23

A psalm of David.

1 The LORD is my shepherd,

I shall not be in want.

2 He makes me lie down in green pastures,

he leads me beside quiet waters,

3 he restores my soul.

He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake.

4 Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,

I will fear no evil, for you are with me;

your rod and your staff, they comfort me.

5 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.

You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.

6 Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life,

and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.

Peace Forever,

Firacub.

Moments....

2004-11-02T21:06:00.000-08:00

Moments, is what our life is made of,
Moments, that we always cherish.
Moments, that sometimes last for years,
Or may be our whole life....

The moment, when we first set foot in this world.
The moment, when we first saw light.

The moment, when we take our first step,
The moment, when we reach out to hold that hand.

The moment, when we learn what this world really is,
The moment, when we learn what life really is.

The moment, when we walk hand in hand,
The moment, when we know what love really is.

The moment, when we are cared and looked after,
The moment, when we know what a family really is.

The moment, when we meet new people,
Laugh, enjoy, cry, share, respect and care,
The moment, when we know what friends really are.

The moment, when we learn what destiny is,
The moment, when we know what wisdom is.

The moment, when we find someone and create new life,
The moment, we know what a partner really is.

The moment, when we are alone and without someone special,
The moment, when we know what pain, sorrow and solitude is.

The moment, when we come face to face with Death,
The moment, when we know what tears are.

The moment, when we close our eyes forever,
The moment, we know what eternity is.

Moments are the best jewels we buy,
With something as precious as life itself.
Moments, that sometimes last for a moment itself,
And sometimes till eternity...............

PEACE FOREVER,
FIRACUB.

My first blog....

2004-11-01T21:21:00.000-08:00

Hi Guys. This is the cub. I am writing my first ever blog, all thanks to Keshi_girl. It was her inspiration because of which I am creating this humble space to share my thoughts with you. As of now I am just posting a few lines that have a lot of meaning in my life. I hope that you like them as much as I do myself.

Here I am, the lone walker,
In this world full of life.
As happy as it might be for others,
But so sad it is for me.

All my life I have burnt,
Giving warmth to others.
Have cried, to make someone happy.
Have suffered to give life to others.

In all the seasons on life,
This soul waits,
For that someone in whose hands,
Lies my fate.

The destiny that I so long for,
Or the one which I belive have made.
Sometimes seems so near,
Yet too hard to reach.

For years I have slept,
With no sleep in my eyes,
For years I have laughed,
With no smile on my face.
For years I have cried,
With no tears in my eyes.
For years I have called,
With no ears that may hear.

I dont know what may become of me,
Will I be remembered who knows.
But still I stand where I was,
In all the seasons of life.

I dance very well,
But now I realise that,
All this while I was dancing,
To the tunes of Death.

Somethings are unevitable,
Like Death itself,
But in the darkness of my life,
The Death itself is devoured.

So this is me,
What I have made of myself.
As I say- "I am just a small
shark in this ocean full of big fish".

PEACE FOREVER,
FIRACUB.