Sunday, November 21, 2010

the other one

Blank spells,she called them.
Had ignored them all this while.
She couldn't face the realisation,
that there was someone else inside her.
She was meek,a weakling.
The other one was headfast.
She could barely speak,
strongly aware of her lapse.
The other one came out,
in moments of agony.
When she couldn't express,
the other one would take over.
When she couldn't cry,
the other one would scream.
When she couldn't reason,
the other one would rebel.
The other one,
made her feel like a trespasser.
But how could she be one,
it was her body.
She felt herself tearing into two,often.
Emotionally depressed.
Expressively void.
She couldn't fathom,
what the other one thought.
Often blamed,
for things she hadn't done.
But how could she explain,
it was not her.
Her soul tore her apart.
The agony was too much for her frail mind.
She thought,she'd set it free.
And the other one,
could well,go die.

P.S.the above poem is strongly inspired from a novel called *Sybil* by Flora Rheta Schreiber about a young innocent woman,going through the trauma of housing sixteen multiple personalities.

Friday, November 19, 2010


It wasn't a chance hearing to some random music channel that got me hooked to this music sensation.I wasn't even thought about when the teenagers of another era were grooving to the summer of 69.I was in the 4th grade,that was the year 2001 when my father made me listen to this Canadian rockstar.It was the time of the Backstreet boys,Westlife and Peter Andre.It was my father who slowly exposed me to the Beatles,Michael Jackson,George Michael and subsequently Bryan Adams.He got me this CD of Bryan Adams Unplugged and I was so hooked.
There's this quality in his voice.Its raw,sort of inperfect which got me totally floored.And since then,he has been one of my most favourite artists of all time.My taste in music has changed.I don't listen to the Backstreet boys or Brtiney Spears anymore.I'm into the Poets of the Fall.But nothing has changed the love I feel for Bryan Adams' music.Its got an old school feel to it.With songs like the Summer of 69,Back to you,When you love someone,I'm ready,All for love,Straight from the heart,This time,One night love affair,which were the notable ones,left me enthralled.

And baby,you're all I want
When you're lyin' here in my arms
I'm finding it hard to believe
We're in heaven...
And love is all I need
And I'm finally there in your heart
It isn't too hard to see
We're in heaven

When he crooned thus in Heaven,its hard not to fall in love with this man's voice.
When he goes all romantic in..

I swear to you
I will always be there for you
there's nothing I won't do..

If you're a girl,and if you have a guy singing this to you..

To really love a woman
To understand her
You gotta know her deep inside
Hear every thought
See every dream
And give her wings when she wants to fly
And when you find yourself
Lying helpless in her arms
You know you really love a woman

Its hard to not be floored.
But as much as you love Bryan Adams for his soft rock,its hard not to love him for his off-the-edge songs.The most famous one being 18 till I die..

I wanna be young the rest of my life
never say no - try anything twice
til the angels come and ask me to fly
I'm gonna be 18 til I die

The most amazing quailty about a Bryan Adams song is,how refreshing each song is from the other.
And the most endearing quality about Bryan Adams,the celebrity is,that apart from making amazing music,he's a brilliant song-writer,he's impressive with the guitars.
And a fact that many don't know,he's an acclaimed photgrapher,and a dedicated philanthropist,working for many a cause.
If you love music,you should be giving Bryan Adams a hear.
Isn't it a mere coincidence that the post coincides with Bryan Adams announcing that he will be touring India in February.The last time he had come,and I couldn't make it coz I had no tickets,and exams on my head,I had promised myself that there's no way,I'm letting him go the next time he comes.And I will stick to my promise this time around.

Friday, November 12, 2010

*Smells like teen spirit*

*Obama stumped by a H.R. college student*

Or so,was the *Times'* headlines.Amazing,isn't it?The world's most powerful leader,*stumped* by a regular college student in Mumbai.And then,he proceeds to rattle something about how he was expecting this question and coming up with a totally mumble-jumble answer.Prepared,did he say?
Well,this post ain't about Obama.Nor about their Mumbai trip.Nor about how awesome a dancer the lady O is.We've read that.I'll assume,you have too.
Its about the *teen spirit*.Remember that song by Nirvana..Goes something like..

"With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us"

*yeah,We aren't waiting to be given a chance.We grab the opportunity.Come,entertain us.*

Perhaps,its the hunger of knowledge.Blame it on the abundantly available information.When it comes to tactful information,everybody's got it.What's google for?So how does that give someone the edge?
It's all about the presentation.Today,the youth has what it takes to present themselves with the utmost confidence.Sometimes,its contadictory.They lead you to believe something they say,when its not even true.Yeah,we're smart,like that.
Teen spirit's got a new high.They smoke,they drink,they dope,and they are unappologetic about it.They don't hide.They flaunt.That's the new mantra.Be it talent or the money.
They go on to say what they feel,say what they want,unabashedly.
They pretend to know what's right,and they can distinguish the wrong.They are good actors.
But its not just about being showy.We're intelligent,perhaps more intelligent than what our parents would want us to be.We're ambitious in a healthy way.Its not about pulling the other down.We try getting better than what we are.
Teen spirit is infectious and growing.And that's the way,it intends to stay.

Monday, November 8, 2010

New blog.

I don’t know,why I’m here,with another blog.I mean I had one.I was happy with that blog.
But,the problem with this 17-year old funny,quirky girl is that,she can be a tad serious too.Like very serious.
And she thinks this blog would sound more serious than the other one.Hence,this blog.
So yes,my name is Meher.I’m seventeen.Twenty-one more days to go for me to turn into an adult (see,i write number names.I’m that serious).I’m very serious about the few genuine relationships in my life.I guard them firecely.
I have a mom and dad.Like everybody does.
I really want to make it big in life.Thats the ambitious me,being all serious.
You might think,what does a seventeen year old,who dosen’t write the best english,know about blogging,and about doing well in life.You might think,here,we go,another kid on blogosphere.So I’d rather you think again.I’m very passionate about very word I write.I know,I’m not the best.But I can be very good.
I make sense,most of the time,atleast to me,I do.
Lest hope,this was introduction enough.

I hope to get all this.