It was midnight when I woke up screaming, howling and my hand pouncing like a tiger to grab someone beside my bed…my eyes still closed. Suddenly I felt something wet over my cheeks sliding gradually towards gravity. Lately I realized I was weeping in the middle of my dream or you rather call it a nightmare, someone was chasing me with gun on continuous fire as not to miss even a single chance to shoot me down. Sweating hardly, so went to refrigerator to have a gulp of chilled water, which could relax my esophagus, stomach and then half of my body, came to normal temperature. It wasn’t so uncommon, I always had such dreams, and particularly this dream was repeated. But then there was something unique about it.
I went to my balcony…….there I saw a young couple in the straight row in the apartment just next to mine, lying on each others arm, wearing night gowns sitting in the moonlight. They seemed to be from a well-to-do family. The big black glass window decorated with the garland of red and white roses in alternate on their borders. Every window and door was decorated with this. One big curtain was hanging from the cloud ….as it seemed to me in that full moonlight, was actually in good height, and was hanging from the side of the moon covering the semi-circle. The curtain was all of thick fabric except for that round double the radius of the moon was just net, as to allow the light to pass through. In front of the chairs where couple was sitting there was a table upon which a chocolate cake was there, that left me drooling, just beside it was a big turkey, which rolled back my drooled saliva way back to salivary gland, as am a veggie. I was trying to see the face of that duo, but they were oppositely faced. I could only see the blond, straight, long hair of the lady which was lying in the arms of her man who was wearing a small round hat. They were so cozily fit in each others arm that they didn’t moved from the moment I saw them. It seemed as if all what they needed to communicate with each other was their eyes. The whole scenario was like a wet painting which was spreading the fragrance of juvenile, true, pure love. It was all so very pacifying to eyes and heart. That was one moment when I thought how blissful love is, and closed my eyes and prayed to the superpower to send me the man of my life who could love me as much as this man can do to his lady love. That half feeling of undefined love in my life was just passing the arteries and veins of my heart, upbeat my heart beat……..then suddenly a girl in her teens entered the backyard saw them and slightly wept covering her mouth and holding her voice and softly went inside. I was in a bit confusion of feelings of what to feel…. I wanted to know about what happened so took a shawl and went to their flat. As soon as I ringed the belled I found door was already open. I slowly opened the door, and to my surprise found herd of men and women, 1/3rd talking to each other, and another 3/4th just sitting quietly. A flash of bad thought rushed my mind but my heart was not ready to ask anyone. I went inside to see that young girl. When I reached the end of that big hall there was one curve to backyard where that young girl was sitting on ground and crying. I held her and I saw the face of that couple through a small vent. They weren’t as young as I thought their faces weren’t expressing any feelings. All what I saw was just so gloomy that tears gushed through my eyes, and this time am afraid I wasn’t dreaming.
The whole thing didn’t just happened but was made to happen to fulfill the last wish of that 40 plus couple. That was the way the spent their first night together and they wanted same thing with their last night.
My nightmare first converted to reality then my reality got converted to dream. But to my disappointment my dream got transformed to nightmare. I have so many hidden feelings of the moment that it’s hard to express all.
Swapna Oberoi
Saturday, June 6, 2009
LEFT IN LURCH
It was midnight when I woke up screaming, howling and my hand pouncing like a tiger to grab someone beside my bed…my eyes still closed. Suddenly I felt something wet over my cheeks sliding gradually towards gravity. Lately I realized I was weeping in the middle of my dream or you rather call it a nightmare, someone was chasing me with gun on continuous fire as not to miss even a single chance to shoot me down. Sweating hardly, so went to refrigerator to have a gulp of chilled water, which could relax my esophagus, stomach and then half of my body, came to normal temperature. It wasn’t so uncommon, I always had such dreams, and particularly this dream was repeated. But then there was something unique about it.
I went to my balcony…….there I saw a young couple in the straight row in the apartment just next to mine, lying on each others arm, wearing night gowns sitting in the moonlight. They seemed to be from a well-to-do family. The big black glass window decorated with the garland of red and white roses in alternate on their borders. Every window and door was decorated with this. One big curtain was hanging from the cloud ….as it seemed to me in that full moonlight, was actually in good height, and was hanging from the side of the moon covering the semi-circle. The curtain was all of thick fabric except for that round double the radius of the moon was just net, as to allow the light to pass through. In front of the chairs where couple was sitting there was a table upon which a chocolate cake was there, that left me drooling, just beside it was a big turkey, which rolled back my drooled saliva way back to salivary gland, as am a veggie. I was trying to see the face of that duo, but they were oppositely faced. I could only see the blond, straight, long hair of the lady which was lying in the arms of her man who was wearing a small round hat. They were so cozily fit in each others arm that they didn’t moved from the moment I saw them. It seemed as if all what they needed to communicate with each other was their eyes. The whole scenario was like a wet painting which was spreading the fragrance of juvenile, true, pure love. It was all so very pacifying to eyes and heart. That was one moment when I thought how blissful love is, and closed my eyes and prayed to the superpower to send me the man of my life who could love me as much as this man can do to his lady love. That half feeling of undefined love in my life was just passing the arteries and veins of my heart, upbeat my heart beat……..then suddenly a girl in her teens entered the backyard saw them and slightly wept covering her mouth and holding her voice and softly went inside. I was in a bit confusion of feelings of what to feel…. I wanted to know about what happened so took a shawl and went to their flat. As soon as I ringed the belled I found door was already open. I slowly opened the door, and to my surprise found herd of men and women, 1/3rd talking to each other, and another 3/4th just sitting quietly. A flash of bad thought rushed my mind but my heart was not ready to ask anyone. I went inside to see that young girl. When I reached the end of that big hall there was one curve to backyard where that young girl was sitting on ground and crying. I held her and I saw the face of that couple through a small vent. They weren’t as young as I thought their faces weren’t expressing any feelings. All what I saw was just so gloomy that tears gushed through my eyes, and this time am afraid I wasn’t dreaming.
The whole thing didn’t just happened but was made to happen to fulfill the last wish of that 40 plus couple. That was the way the spent their first night together and they wanted same thing with their last night.
My nightmare first converted to reality then my reality got converted to dream. But to my disappointment my dream got transformed to nightmare. I have so many hidden feelings of the moment that it’s hard to express all.
Swapna Oberoi
I went to my balcony…….there I saw a young couple in the straight row in the apartment just next to mine, lying on each others arm, wearing night gowns sitting in the moonlight. They seemed to be from a well-to-do family. The big black glass window decorated with the garland of red and white roses in alternate on their borders. Every window and door was decorated with this. One big curtain was hanging from the cloud ….as it seemed to me in that full moonlight, was actually in good height, and was hanging from the side of the moon covering the semi-circle. The curtain was all of thick fabric except for that round double the radius of the moon was just net, as to allow the light to pass through. In front of the chairs where couple was sitting there was a table upon which a chocolate cake was there, that left me drooling, just beside it was a big turkey, which rolled back my drooled saliva way back to salivary gland, as am a veggie. I was trying to see the face of that duo, but they were oppositely faced. I could only see the blond, straight, long hair of the lady which was lying in the arms of her man who was wearing a small round hat. They were so cozily fit in each others arm that they didn’t moved from the moment I saw them. It seemed as if all what they needed to communicate with each other was their eyes. The whole scenario was like a wet painting which was spreading the fragrance of juvenile, true, pure love. It was all so very pacifying to eyes and heart. That was one moment when I thought how blissful love is, and closed my eyes and prayed to the superpower to send me the man of my life who could love me as much as this man can do to his lady love. That half feeling of undefined love in my life was just passing the arteries and veins of my heart, upbeat my heart beat……..then suddenly a girl in her teens entered the backyard saw them and slightly wept covering her mouth and holding her voice and softly went inside. I was in a bit confusion of feelings of what to feel…. I wanted to know about what happened so took a shawl and went to their flat. As soon as I ringed the belled I found door was already open. I slowly opened the door, and to my surprise found herd of men and women, 1/3rd talking to each other, and another 3/4th just sitting quietly. A flash of bad thought rushed my mind but my heart was not ready to ask anyone. I went inside to see that young girl. When I reached the end of that big hall there was one curve to backyard where that young girl was sitting on ground and crying. I held her and I saw the face of that couple through a small vent. They weren’t as young as I thought their faces weren’t expressing any feelings. All what I saw was just so gloomy that tears gushed through my eyes, and this time am afraid I wasn’t dreaming.
The whole thing didn’t just happened but was made to happen to fulfill the last wish of that 40 plus couple. That was the way the spent their first night together and they wanted same thing with their last night.
My nightmare first converted to reality then my reality got converted to dream. But to my disappointment my dream got transformed to nightmare. I have so many hidden feelings of the moment that it’s hard to express all.
Swapna Oberoi
Saturday, March 21, 2009
ANIMATION-UNLIMITED
Today Granny’s work has been made simpler by television shows exclusively for children. Erstwhile family was quite a lot inquisitive in providing their children with mythological and historical knowledge.
Their bed-time story telling was so famous of its kind that kids waited for allowing their wildest imagination to picturesque almost every God, warrior, legends, freedom fighter, cartoon character etc.
But the time, science and technology have wishfully made us the laziest brat ever. No need to make your child hallucinate with belief on your artificial stories anymore. Pick up the keys, drive, go to a mall, children’s section, pick up a bunch of DVDs for them example being Ganesha, Ghatotksha, Shiva, mowgli, Ramayana, Mahabharata, Barbie movie series ,spider man, batman etc…..all of animated form. Children’s perceive more in this version since it is as raw as their mind and imagination.
To kick off with animation………it definitely doesn't put a kibosh on anyone’s dream and runs perhaps in parallel with children’s mind’s pace. Well! It’s surely witty to realize now days parents mollycoddle their kids with technology when mommy say to her kid…oh! My baby stop crying I have bought some wonderful DVDs for you to watch….wow! Hasn’t animation opened a rational, revamped and a honeyed branch of web technology? Hats off to java!! The harmony and advancement of this structure lie’s in the fact that its likeness has surpassed all group of people including our dads and moms. When Barbie wears those breathtaking-Elizabeth kinda dresses and waits for her hero to take her on horse riding to escort her to kill the witch…….man!! I just go crazy….for some intellectual, highly matured people its stupid but for loads other it’s as fascinating and mesmerizing as anything else could be.
Nobody likes obsolescent technique of teaching children. So here comes the role of ameliorative world of animation which has proved to be meritorious in taking us away from customary norm of factual television shows. May be flimsy when comes to people’s taste and likeness, but it seems to be the epitome of young minds thought. It is radical; it is enthralling, and one of the most exciting professions which one could aim of. The simpler it look the perplexed it is. Behind the scene it requires perhaps more cast than in real show. Hush naysayer! If you say it’s stupid, the rooted reality is huge crowd liked movies like HUM-TUM, Barbie movies, Spiderman and all…..Am not talking about just kids but middle-age group people. Still while watching mowgli a smile pets our face nevertheless we may change the channel.
Animation needs a lot of creative and innovative mind boggling with their imagination meticulously to serve us with a unique piece of work.
If we talk about investment in such fields, let me aware the mass, of its boosted rate of return. It can be realized with the fact that it has 6-7 channels on TV like cartoon network, animax, Disney channel, nick…etc.
Its opportunities and future prospect is wordy friends!! Well all I can say is animation gives us a platform to commercialize our curious, exuberant and juvenile fantasy.
SWAPNA OBEROI
Their bed-time story telling was so famous of its kind that kids waited for allowing their wildest imagination to picturesque almost every God, warrior, legends, freedom fighter, cartoon character etc.
But the time, science and technology have wishfully made us the laziest brat ever. No need to make your child hallucinate with belief on your artificial stories anymore. Pick up the keys, drive, go to a mall, children’s section, pick up a bunch of DVDs for them example being Ganesha, Ghatotksha, Shiva, mowgli, Ramayana, Mahabharata, Barbie movie series ,spider man, batman etc…..all of animated form. Children’s perceive more in this version since it is as raw as their mind and imagination.
To kick off with animation………it definitely doesn't put a kibosh on anyone’s dream and runs perhaps in parallel with children’s mind’s pace. Well! It’s surely witty to realize now days parents mollycoddle their kids with technology when mommy say to her kid…oh! My baby stop crying I have bought some wonderful DVDs for you to watch….wow! Hasn’t animation opened a rational, revamped and a honeyed branch of web technology? Hats off to java!! The harmony and advancement of this structure lie’s in the fact that its likeness has surpassed all group of people including our dads and moms. When Barbie wears those breathtaking-Elizabeth kinda dresses and waits for her hero to take her on horse riding to escort her to kill the witch…….man!! I just go crazy….for some intellectual, highly matured people its stupid but for loads other it’s as fascinating and mesmerizing as anything else could be.
Nobody likes obsolescent technique of teaching children. So here comes the role of ameliorative world of animation which has proved to be meritorious in taking us away from customary norm of factual television shows. May be flimsy when comes to people’s taste and likeness, but it seems to be the epitome of young minds thought. It is radical; it is enthralling, and one of the most exciting professions which one could aim of. The simpler it look the perplexed it is. Behind the scene it requires perhaps more cast than in real show. Hush naysayer! If you say it’s stupid, the rooted reality is huge crowd liked movies like HUM-TUM, Barbie movies, Spiderman and all…..Am not talking about just kids but middle-age group people. Still while watching mowgli a smile pets our face nevertheless we may change the channel.
Animation needs a lot of creative and innovative mind boggling with their imagination meticulously to serve us with a unique piece of work.
If we talk about investment in such fields, let me aware the mass, of its boosted rate of return. It can be realized with the fact that it has 6-7 channels on TV like cartoon network, animax, Disney channel, nick…etc.
Its opportunities and future prospect is wordy friends!! Well all I can say is animation gives us a platform to commercialize our curious, exuberant and juvenile fantasy.
SWAPNA OBEROI
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
FASHION
The first thing which comes to our mind conventionally is “designer attire”. But let’s stray from this stereotype for a while and come across rather more earthy definition of “fashion”.
A middle-class pretty girl who runs away from her home and come to Mumbai to be actress like million do…and starts wearing off-shoulder with wrap-skirt and all others kinda designer dresses; is fashionable for all the people who look her. Despite of being dump, having poor general knowledge, jerky English she will be called fashionable just because she looks that way-isn’t it enigmatic? Adding clarity to my thought let me tell you fashion is not a thing to be decided by look and your attire, in lieu it’s a complete blend of smartness, spontaneity, erudite, being articulate and adding cherry on the cake wearing awe-inspiring wardrobe. Fashion is a big word. It should not be judged so easily it has some defined rule to be followed. We are like getting clinched to these words from the mass; nevertheless we should start getting more logical towards some of these things.
When you look brimming with credence while u walk and talk with a fine outfit then you become the perfect exemplar of fashion.
Being in fashion propels us towards better future. Some people are smart but wear only to cover skin. If such people are renovated with better clothe will look fine. But like many they confuse fashion with flaunt just as I said the erstwhile meaning. Undoubtedly look is the first thing which one notices before your real personality. They why to devoid yourself of being more charismatic than earlier? Now a days it’s so barbarian to comply “old is gold”…….
So get ready to extempore with the new definition of fashion and take the crowd along your way.
SWAPNA OBEROI
A middle-class pretty girl who runs away from her home and come to Mumbai to be actress like million do…and starts wearing off-shoulder with wrap-skirt and all others kinda designer dresses; is fashionable for all the people who look her. Despite of being dump, having poor general knowledge, jerky English she will be called fashionable just because she looks that way-isn’t it enigmatic? Adding clarity to my thought let me tell you fashion is not a thing to be decided by look and your attire, in lieu it’s a complete blend of smartness, spontaneity, erudite, being articulate and adding cherry on the cake wearing awe-inspiring wardrobe. Fashion is a big word. It should not be judged so easily it has some defined rule to be followed. We are like getting clinched to these words from the mass; nevertheless we should start getting more logical towards some of these things.
When you look brimming with credence while u walk and talk with a fine outfit then you become the perfect exemplar of fashion.
Being in fashion propels us towards better future. Some people are smart but wear only to cover skin. If such people are renovated with better clothe will look fine. But like many they confuse fashion with flaunt just as I said the erstwhile meaning. Undoubtedly look is the first thing which one notices before your real personality. They why to devoid yourself of being more charismatic than earlier? Now a days it’s so barbarian to comply “old is gold”…….
So get ready to extempore with the new definition of fashion and take the crowd along your way.
SWAPNA OBEROI
ADVERTISEMENT
What if someone curbs your fanatical imagination about every single work you do in your day to day life…. I know it will take profuse time for you to take yourself in that situation. But it’s almost asking someone to off being human. Now there’s where the world of advertisement lie.
Without even having slight notion of a place say Australia we desire our self to be dating with someone and holding a cone out of which chocolate gushes out of each others ice-cream and watching kangaroo!!! Wow! Now amazingly this is our own prowess “imagination” which has the power to make us happy for a moment….how would it be to kill the most hunted terrorist Osama with his own weapon, and in the next part going banana over Rahul Gandhi’s image when he asks you to interview him and then holds your hand with equally elegant smile upon which u fell over and over…..GOD! Hell!! You scream out of excitement only when u realizes you were dreaming.
Our action, our dream, our mood, our work, our happiness, our grief all lie in a hand of florid imagination. This is the only key to advertisement world. Not just people out there are creative, indeed every single person in the whole world is too….. But as the matter of fact only scores among every 100 have talent of expressing themselves. So let your flashy imagination come your way so that you earn blessing from saving this industry from dearth.
Without even having slight notion of a place say Australia we desire our self to be dating with someone and holding a cone out of which chocolate gushes out of each others ice-cream and watching kangaroo!!! Wow! Now amazingly this is our own prowess “imagination” which has the power to make us happy for a moment….how would it be to kill the most hunted terrorist Osama with his own weapon, and in the next part going banana over Rahul Gandhi’s image when he asks you to interview him and then holds your hand with equally elegant smile upon which u fell over and over…..GOD! Hell!! You scream out of excitement only when u realizes you were dreaming.
Our action, our dream, our mood, our work, our happiness, our grief all lie in a hand of florid imagination. This is the only key to advertisement world. Not just people out there are creative, indeed every single person in the whole world is too….. But as the matter of fact only scores among every 100 have talent of expressing themselves. So let your flashy imagination come your way so that you earn blessing from saving this industry from dearth.
MUSIC-THE WORLD JUST!!
MUSIC-The most splendid part of us…..gifted by nature and engineered by human. The ebullience and delight that music provides is extraordinarily captivating and beyond anyone’s potential. Today “music” has its own wide horizon that surrounds a number of industries and fields…….be it work, TV shows, home, party, news or anything else.
We barely have any idea if this world can survive or just go insipid without music. Any fashion show, any add, any party, any movie has not yet gone without it. Then why is so that the opportunity in terms of job and security is least in such fields. Doing engineering, medical, MBA is surely the most favorite options for our parents nevertheless the most rational approach for secure career. Music can any day pacify our temper to almost icy-cool extent, than why not to enter in this field? The limited opportunity, insecurity; undefined path; have a lot of times made us reluctant to enter in such fields….frustration of which has resulted in movies like “Rock On”. Rock on is not an awesome movie….but the character of Farhan Akhtar depicts the life of almost every 40-50% person who can relate themselves with him. It is not just a movie but reality of the society where 50% of people just don’t do in life what they want; with the fear of not getting it. And am sure parents must have already started nagging their children saying “don’t remain shilly-shally of what to do in life haven’t u seen Arjun Rampal was a failure in life opting music as aim of life, it can’t provide you bread”.
In this way we are actually killing talents of our people in perhaps the most acrimonious way. The talents which would have rather helped us reach to the zenith and have taken us to a new age of music world have being awfully interrupted coz of hellish reasons.
We have millions of engineering college, thousands medical college, hundreds of law, mass communication, fashion designing and management colleges in India. Do we have any music institute here? Why has the human and resource ministers narrowed their investment in only those area which is already flourishing. Do they have any idea of how much GDP of developed nations like UK and US earn from music industry? Tell me if even 5% of our investment is for such industries which are needed solicitous concern from government. Music is not just to listen and forget, it is friend of our solitude moments. It has the potential to zoom developing nation’s income.
Understand the relevance of the most precious and lovely thing in this whole universe which can take you to craziest thought of yours and still can feed your mind, body and soul with exceptionally spectacular feelings.
All we need to do is start setting-up this industry in an organized way with the goal of making it equally methodical as other fields are. Wake up people wake up government and for heavens sake stop being conformist.
We barely have any idea if this world can survive or just go insipid without music. Any fashion show, any add, any party, any movie has not yet gone without it. Then why is so that the opportunity in terms of job and security is least in such fields. Doing engineering, medical, MBA is surely the most favorite options for our parents nevertheless the most rational approach for secure career. Music can any day pacify our temper to almost icy-cool extent, than why not to enter in this field? The limited opportunity, insecurity; undefined path; have a lot of times made us reluctant to enter in such fields….frustration of which has resulted in movies like “Rock On”. Rock on is not an awesome movie….but the character of Farhan Akhtar depicts the life of almost every 40-50% person who can relate themselves with him. It is not just a movie but reality of the society where 50% of people just don’t do in life what they want; with the fear of not getting it. And am sure parents must have already started nagging their children saying “don’t remain shilly-shally of what to do in life haven’t u seen Arjun Rampal was a failure in life opting music as aim of life, it can’t provide you bread”.
In this way we are actually killing talents of our people in perhaps the most acrimonious way. The talents which would have rather helped us reach to the zenith and have taken us to a new age of music world have being awfully interrupted coz of hellish reasons.
We have millions of engineering college, thousands medical college, hundreds of law, mass communication, fashion designing and management colleges in India. Do we have any music institute here? Why has the human and resource ministers narrowed their investment in only those area which is already flourishing. Do they have any idea of how much GDP of developed nations like UK and US earn from music industry? Tell me if even 5% of our investment is for such industries which are needed solicitous concern from government. Music is not just to listen and forget, it is friend of our solitude moments. It has the potential to zoom developing nation’s income.
Understand the relevance of the most precious and lovely thing in this whole universe which can take you to craziest thought of yours and still can feed your mind, body and soul with exceptionally spectacular feelings.
All we need to do is start setting-up this industry in an organized way with the goal of making it equally methodical as other fields are. Wake up people wake up government and for heavens sake stop being conformist.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Where's the next attack ??
explosion,scream,blood-stained,helpless human all around remembering god for some miracle to happen to save them is what they want!! why all of them are muslim ?? have u ever thought about it ?? does ALLAH teach them to kill and end human life ??
answer is no Khuran is as pure as Geeta.......but why 99.99% terrorist are muslim......??
answer is no Khuran is as pure as Geeta.......but why 99.99% terrorist are muslim......??
religion of mohammed prophet is purest of its form.Khuran speaks truth,dare,love for human,sympathy and love amongs all groups of people irrespective of their caste,creed and race.but have the terrorist ever thought of what bad fame are they earning for their ALLAH.the dishonour they are carrying with each blast is taking them nowhere except a small place in hell after death.
have they ever thought about the furtive life they live their cursed family,their kids,their parents.NOBODY IS A BORN TERRORIST.society,their fickel mind and some curcumstances are responsible for their life.
i know kasab,osama,duad ibramin,saddam etc nobody is happy with their profession.at some point of time they also want to lead a normal and carefree life as us.who is responsible for this distinction between them and us . the answer is society....60 % of the terrorist are hit in their life or are struck by some horrified past.....and their culprit run save. this rage,annoyance makes them join a different group of human called "terrorist".
why our law and order is so weak which is enable to give justice to the culprit as soon as they commit crime......somewhere we are also blamed for good,educated,personified people turning to terrorist.lets make it so strong so that before commiting crime they will think twice of getting punished severely.
the small kid of death struck family whoes family members was killed and demanding justice from the country's law and as usual 10 yrs which court takes to give justice.......the same kid under vigorous training in that 10 yrs then repeats th same thing with others family to take revenge.
wake up government and security system of all country .....strengthen your law and order.ATLEAST WE CAN LESSEN TERRORISM IF NOT ELIMINATE.
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