FriskyPodcast -Turtle Bay- December 28 2010 by TurtleBay
Friday, December 24, 2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
Turtle Bay w/ UBSingh - November Show
My love for progressive tunes has just gone to the next level. Every month i come out with an exclusive show under the banner 'turtle bay'. named after the white sandy beach near manipal. the show for me, represents the same bliss and ecstasy as a beach sunset.
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
The noblest fallen.
The Noblest have fallen , they were buried
Obscurely in a deserted place.
No tears fell over them
Strange hands carried them to the grave
No cross , no enclouser , and no tomb stone tell
Their glorious names.
Grass grows over them , a feeble blade
bending low keeps the secret,
The sole witness were the surging waves ,
which furiously beat against the shore
But even they the mighty waves could
Not carry farewell greetings to
The distant home.
figner v.n
Obscurely in a deserted place.
No tears fell over them
Strange hands carried them to the grave
No cross , no enclouser , and no tomb stone tell
Their glorious names.
Grass grows over them , a feeble blade
bending low keeps the secret,
The sole witness were the surging waves ,
which furiously beat against the shore
But even they the mighty waves could
Not carry farewell greetings to
The distant home.
figner v.n
Friday, May 15, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
children of the moon & Gandhi-the abused mahatama
the sun goes down, the moon comes up and children are born, children of a lesser creed. lesser because they are born free, but freedom is never free. You fight for it, snatch it, loot it at the tip of the sword . these children of the moon don't know the real meaning of freedom unlike the forefather who has seen blood.
there is this pretence in the moon, look how calm and peaceful - lets you stare at it, yet it shadows the earth and brings darkness,it is deceivingly expressive -shows you something reassuring even if the reality is in a different quadrant. the sun on the other hand burns, gives light, takes all the heat,gives all the heat- & the future flourishes. provokes mixed feelings- it is loved it in winters and abused in the summers. the children of the moon questions, argues loves and abuses.
gandhi as a deceptively clever man masked his warrior nature under a weil of his saintly appearance.unarmed he was not , forhe used guilt as his main weapon against the british, who considered themselves highly civilized. by engaging in ahimsa he fought them passively yet aggressively. osho calls him a baniya-an equivalent of a jew, when supposedly the mahatama tried to rob him off 3 rs, and then he goes on to call him a sadist, who preached and promoted poverty. every masterplayer looks for an advantage on the chess board, so did gandhi. anyways- his mission was to rid india of the british overlords who were sucking us dry and humiliating us and our culture. the need was to crush them at their own game. and his strategy was pure moralistic resistance. simple as that. he was no saint or mahatma. but he wasnt corrupt either. he used the mask to fool the masses to a certain extent, to obtain the greater good( like a good prince (but an old prince in his case) ). his salt marches, and the 'fast till death' charades were heights of strategic wisdom. A seducer of masses.
It pinches when todays society of "free thinkers" points fingers at the sage.
Pinch them back.
its hard to concentrate when half your world is spinning with electro house beats. cant write more. need some sleep.
there is this pretence in the moon, look how calm and peaceful - lets you stare at it, yet it shadows the earth and brings darkness,it is deceivingly expressive -shows you something reassuring even if the reality is in a different quadrant. the sun on the other hand burns, gives light, takes all the heat,gives all the heat- & the future flourishes. provokes mixed feelings- it is loved it in winters and abused in the summers. the children of the moon questions, argues loves and abuses.
gandhi as a deceptively clever man masked his warrior nature under a weil of his saintly appearance.unarmed he was not , forhe used guilt as his main weapon against the british, who considered themselves highly civilized. by engaging in ahimsa he fought them passively yet aggressively. osho calls him a baniya-an equivalent of a jew, when supposedly the mahatama tried to rob him off 3 rs, and then he goes on to call him a sadist, who preached and promoted poverty. every masterplayer looks for an advantage on the chess board, so did gandhi. anyways- his mission was to rid india of the british overlords who were sucking us dry and humiliating us and our culture. the need was to crush them at their own game. and his strategy was pure moralistic resistance. simple as that. he was no saint or mahatma. but he wasnt corrupt either. he used the mask to fool the masses to a certain extent, to obtain the greater good( like a good prince (but an old prince in his case) ). his salt marches, and the 'fast till death' charades were heights of strategic wisdom. A seducer of masses.
It pinches when todays society of "free thinkers" points fingers at the sage.
Pinch them back.
its hard to concentrate when half your world is spinning with electro house beats. cant write more. need some sleep.
Friday, January 30, 2009
यह धूयाँ
They say, a perfectly satisfied person cannot be seduced.-what if you are the same person and find yourself being unconsciously seduced by another. would you allow the seduction? yes, because you cannot resist the temptation, atleast i cannot..anyhow, this is where reality screams at your face-the reality of discontention . u see yourself getting seduced despite being full, but were you ever full?? never. and now u are offered something that u lacked and have always wanted, just didn't know it. udai,"if i do not get her, i am much trapped and unhappy & disharmony will spread in me like fire."
Greedy i am, so i want to possess the non possessed, otherwise i will perish along with others, which is pure wastage of my potential.
now, for the illusion-noble techniques in wich we closely associate ourselves with elements of mystery, beauty, mystical essence. this enhances our presence and adds a shift in perspective and bathes one in a different light. good or bad light i can not say, neither do i care. the point im tryin to make is that elements can help us deceive and seduce.
smoke- its fascinating the way it defies gravity and dances in air. people kill themselves just to enjoy its element. it causes them both bliss and pain, just like the seduction of a cleopatra, poisonous and dangerous,yet full of pleasure....
यह धूयाँ, यह धूयाँ । o these rings of smoke.
5am. time to sleep.
...in praise of smoke.
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