A BLUESY POSTCARD............

No one to go to, my fate shrouded in mystery

been to the mountains, I have even crossed seven seas

I've done the best I could, still haven't made no history

have burnt my skin under the desert sun, for you I've bled myself completely

O' yes I have ! have bled myself completely....time and time again completely.

SAW AN ANGEL........... POSTCARD OF THE DAY FROM LITTLE HUSH

You better believe me. She was here....... She smiled..........She clapped. She wanted to take me home.

EXTREME BEHAVIOR..............POSTCARD FROM AN EXTREMIST

Nobody to blame, it's neither you nor them,

It's that same extremist cutting loose again,

punching another hole , making this heart bleed again.

STRANGER IN A KNOWN WORLD....... BLINDING LIGHTS ON A POSTCARD

There are times, moments, when you become an absolute stranger to the only world you know. You wish, you try, you cry................ but no one is hearing, no one is coming.

CELEBRATING 14TH NOV..........LITTLE FRIENDS ON A POSTCARD

Here's wishing all my little friends a A VERY HAPPY CHILDREN'S DAY.

" GO ON STRETCH YOUR HANDS AND REACH OUT FOR THE STARS. NEVER STOP DREAMING. ONE DAY YOU WILL DEFINITELY GET THERE ".

HAPPY FEET....................PICTURE POSTCARD OF THE DAY

To my mind comes the following quotes that best capture the varied emotions evoked by this beautiful frame ...Definitely my pick for the picture of the day.


* Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair - Kahlil Gibran


* I should like to lie at your feet and die in your arms - Voltaire

CELEBRATING NOTHING BUT BONES............X - RAYTED POSTCARD

LIGHTS ! CAMERA !! ACTION !!!

Today is 115th Anniversary of the discovery of X - Rays. I am sure at some point or the other, quite a few of us would have experienced a broken bone or two and would have seen what lies beneath our skin. On the surface we come in different shades, but when it comes to bare bones we are all the same.....just the same. Isn't it true ??

THEY CAME, THEY WAVED, THEY SPOKE, THEY DANCED..........EL PRESIDENTE ON A POSTCARD

Eagerly awaited Air force One has finally landed on the Indian soil and the hullabaloo amongst the world media has reached a crescendo as The Obamas and their entourage moves into Lutyen's Delhi after the much written, televised Mumbai visit. Despite the fact that their impeccable credentials precedes where ever they may choose to go, Mrs & Mr. President are leaving no stone unturned and can be seen making an extra effort ... going that extra mile to charm the people of India.

BRAIN VS BRAWN.............. DEBATE ON A POSTCARD

Do you think, BRAIN and BRAWN go hand in hand ? Majority of my friends believe they don't. There's no debating as far as exception to the rule is concerned. This Postcard focuses on majority of brawny dudes who are actually (I am afraid, but truth must me told )..... brain dead !. Look around, you will find Mr.Brawn everywhere, could be your neighbour, a relative, a friend, a colleague, an absolute stranger you happen to cross in a crowded mall. Let me describe him for you, my friend is a gymy ( don't bother, word doesn't exist in the dictionary...someone who hits the Gym regularly ), hates wearing a full sleeves shirt ( Shaalu bhai comes to mind??) and occasionally, even if does, he will fold the sleeves right up to his shoulders ( after all what's the point if people can't see those muscles ?), he believes if she is watching anytime is a good time ( at the drop of the hat this dude would do anything to prove that he is the real deal, try him and he might surprise you with push-ups in the lobby of the biggest mall in town) and last but not the least the best picture to grace his wall is the one that's all skin.

Need I say more, the only time Brain appeared here, was in the first line : -). Sorry Sam if you are reading this, even after all these years like most of my friends, I haven't changed my view. You can make any self - obssesed Mr. Brawn do a monkey anytime..............anywhere for a round of applause.

A SMOKED POSTCARD............THE NIGHT THE BIG KIDS STOLE THE THUNDER

Despite all the hullabaloo, " SAY NO TO CRACKERS!...........LET'S NOT POLLUTE !! ", I was amazed to see the quantum of fireworks last night. What really gave me the spark was the big kid inside majority of grown ups unleashing havoc, on the roads, corridors, staircases ( met this big kid who is one hell of a lazy dude......to his little kid he said " come on son, let's blow some stairs of this building" ) , roof tops, in the neighbouring markets ( Surprised, are you ? Don't be. It happens only in India). I could only shake my head in disbelief , when I saw this cool dude in his late 30's, giving the road an extra carpet of crackers, with twinkle of excitement in his eyes akin to a little boy. A little further down the road I saw a masterclass ( Subject - HOW TO MAKE SOME NOISE) in action.............all the kids were standing in a bunch and watching the big kids stuffing loads of crackers inside an empty tin can. Sorry no marks for guessing what happened next :-).

Well, there you have it............not so sure about our little friends, but the big kids surely got smoked last night. And after what I saw, trust me neither alcohol nor marijuana..........all it takes is whole lot of fire power to get you going. DID I HEAR SOMEONE SAY, LEAD BY EXAMPLE ?.............Damage has already been done my friend. NEXT TIME ? Maybe or maybe not...we will see . Keeping watching this space.

HOLD YOUR FIRE!................WORD OF CAUTION ON A POSTCARD

Kids will be kids.............. but for once, let the big kid inside you lead the way. Don't let the real spirit of Diwali go up in smoke. Make it a pollution free celebration tonight . Spread the light.........make it a night to remember.

THEN GOD SAID, " LET THERE BE LIGHT! "................DIWALI ON A POSTCARD

Here's wishing all my fellow Earthlings A VERY HAPPY DIWALI !

LET THERE BE LIGHT.................AND NOT SMOKE. Have a safe one.

ONLY CANDLE ON MY SHORE..............LIFEHOUSE ON A POSTCARD

Underneath the blanket of stars, the only candle showing the way and keeping the hopes alive.

A DAY IN THE LIFE OF A NOVICE JOY MANAGER................NEW AVATAR ON A POSTCARD

Have said this before, in today's times of abundance........... goodies, friends and fun, one thing that remains scarce is the time on hand. But despite the paucity , there comes a day when we have to shed our daily uniforms(..... no offence meant to my corporate friends, who are extremely touchy about their pinstripes) to make way for the new avatar........a day to don the garb of a novice Joy Manager. Doesn't matter whether we like it or not, but it must be done. After all the majority wouldn't like to draw the ire of a budding WWF Wrestler( trust me I've heard this dream from my little friends a few times), A Doctor, An Architect, An Astronaut, Michael Jackson( Yes, it's true. MJ has indeed left an indelible mark on young impressionable minds with his silky smooth moon walk :-) ), An Aviator, An Engineer, A footballer , A shooter so on and so forth.

Yesterday was one such day when even the Pundit got grounded and was forced to alight from the sacred observatory to essay the role of a day long Joy Manager for the birthday bash of a budding bundle of talent :-) . By the end of it all, I had no strength left in my legs( little bit of blame should also go to MJ's crazy dance moves...........minus the censored grab) to climb the stairs of the observatory. No complaining though..................anything to make our little darlings smile.

THE GOOD WORD.................THE MORNING POSTCARD FROM A TEATOTALER ( READ TEETOTALER)

Have you ever wondered, why good things are so hard to follow? Why bad feels so good? Why simplicity never makes the headlines? Why we get carried away by bad influence? Why we choose the easy way out and follow the bad behavior to carve a niche for ourselves? Well, may not be true for everybody, but for bulk, it definitely is. I experience it all the time.

OK let me give this spark a spin, to make my point easy to comprehend. Do you think it's important for every white collar executive, top to bottom, at Philip Morris to have a puff to stay on course and thrive? Do you think the same way for people on the payrolls of a liquor giant? Many of you would say that it's an important criteria, but I would disagree to that. I know a few, who are holding some key positions in such corporate behemoths and yet staying clear and prospering. And mind you, as I pen these thoughts, they are about to take some critical decisions, which I am sure, will take their respective companies to greater heights.

BE WHAT YOU WANT TO BE.......BUT BE GOOD. In the end remember, it's you and you alone who would be responsible for all the decisions that you make.