Thursday, December 3, 2009

Riders on the storm

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we're born
Into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone
And actor out on loan
Riders on the storm

There's a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday
Let your children play
If ya give this man a ride
Sweet family will die
Killer on the road, yeah

Girl ya gotta love your man
Girl ya gotta love your man
Take him by the hand
Make him understand
The world on you depends
Our life will never end
Gotta love your man, yeah

Wow!

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we're born
Into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone
And actor out on loan
Riders on the storm

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Alrighty heres the answer

People keep asking me "WHAT DO I WANNA DO"

well heres the answer : EARN MONEY

clear hai !!

well yea ,, i must hav told u all the different possibilities of doing this but never this .. well this is wat i wanna do . . . so do not ask me again ,, coz i dun wanna tell u ...

You never ask me "WHAT I DON'T WANNA DO"

well heres the peek there too : I do not want high grades , better marks ,, better recognition ... if it comes i m a happy man ,, if not i m happier ..

then why do i study so much : well the competition that i get is a good past time the urge to beat is a nice thing actually and so i do it .. okk ...

again if i achieve objective no. 1 i am a happy man ,,, if i achieve objective no.2 only ,, then i m not happy u see becoz thats not wat i wanted .. even though i`ll keep striving for it ,,, bcoz u see i hate losin , even if it is something that i don`t want ... weird ! but yea @!@


"(ham lapatke saaye hai
ham sulagne aaye hai
ghar bata ke aaye hai
hai khalbali) "

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Exclusive .......... only 4 u

I`ve been tryin to write since a very long time ,
there is no lyrics no music o rhyme ,
gettn fellig thru words is as tough as u wud like , u wud like ,u wud like .............

O ma baby i`m in love with you
O ma baby all i think is you
Everyday for me begins and ends with you..
ends with you .,....

Iv`e been sayin things that i kno wud hurt
Iv`e been doing things that i kno did hurt ,,
I`m sorry ma baby for being sucha nerd, suchaaa nerd ........

O ma baby i`m in love with you
O ma baby all i see is you
Everyday for me begins and ends with you..
ends with you .,....

YOu`ve been that light that enlightened my way ,,
you`ve been that sight that got me my way,,
I wanna thank u for being jus so great ...

O ma baby i`m in love with you
O ma baby all i think is you
Everyday for me begins and ends with you..
ends with you .,....

Hdk (uncut)

Sunday, September 6, 2009

I

I am my God.
I am the man , my god created .
I am mine.

There is a demon in me ,
That demon is me , my satan created it.
That demon is mine .

There are rituals that i follow
there are rules that i break ,
The rules are mine and so are the rituals.
Their mine and only mine.

All that is with me ,
All that is in me,
All that is around me,
All that has me ,
Is me and only me.

I am my challenge,
I am my competitor ,
I fight with maself,
I lose to masef .
All i do, is by masef.

So the rest of you fools ,
The rest of you tools,
Have your own god ,
Life is yours ,
Understand this .


HDK

Friday, July 10, 2009

CRAP ... shit happens ; flush it !! - hdk

You have the right to speak;
but not the right to talk crap.
Trespassers will be shot ,
right on the head

Shut up shut up
my brains burstin up
shut up shut up
oh destruction cumin up

u talk shit ,, dirty fit .
u think creep ,, like a monkey chimp
oh loser ;; keep pumpin in ..
dun scrw up , ITs your right your will
so talk crap , i`ll deal u in scrap

oh i will , talk all ,care a shit ..
d walls reply to me ,,
kill me ; be mean ; damn u

jam packd crowds listen to me
all i spk is public will ,
listen to it o i`ll stick it up ur ass
its mass ,,, damn it its mass !!

freak ,, u bloddy freak ;; i`ll call it crap ; Bs
u stick it up ma ass,, i`ll blast ur mass ,,
ma opinion not d public ,, dat matters ..
ur world will ruin ,, right here it shatters ..

u`ll get battered mate .,.
go run ,, therz d gate ..
stop yellin , if d worldz gonna ruin,,
mak no mistake u too are gonna rust ..

haha !! losers care abt rustin
therz dust on u ;; u need dustin .. crap u talk crap are u , crap is ur world
fit in the mould ,, be of the same size ,, wat matters to u is all abt being uptight ..


TBC ..


Disclaimer : this is a work of fiction , no incidents in ma current life are related to this conversation .

Saturday, July 4, 2009

To jadu (my cat) ; now dead

She was walkin over here ;
jus like a princess on the street ;
she was ;;; ma only kid ..

Those lovely black eyes ;;
that smallish li`l face ..
her sweet curling up and the warm embrace..
her voice brings up a smile on ma face ,,

My baby i love you ,,
things will never be the same,,

The day she was born the sun was bright in the sky
oh that charming face ; i went my my my ..

those grubby paws , that ran on the lane
if ther ever was love it was that very day

but now shes gone ; in the broad day light
i could do nothing i was never gonna cry;;

I`ll miss you my meow .. thru the day n thru d nite,,
may u b bac agan and brighten up my life..

RIP.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

The Atlas Giant ...

If you saw Atlas, the giant who holds the world on his shoulders, if you saw that
he stood, blood running down his chest, his knees buckling,his arms trembling but still trying to hold the world aloft with the last of his strength, and the greater the effort the heavier the world bore down upon his shoulders - what would
you tell him to do?


hmm

So you think that money is the root of all evil? Have you ever asked what is the root of money? Money is a tool of exchange, which can't exist unless there are goods
produced and men able to produce them. Money is the material shape of the principle that men who wish to deal with one another must deal by trade and give value for value. Money is not the tool of the moochers, who claim your product by tears,
or of the looters, who take it fro you by force. Money is made possible
only by the men who produce. Is this what you consider evil?
- Francisco d'Anconia

I am. I think. I will."
- Anthem

"The ladder of success is
best climbed by stepping on
the rungs of opportunity."
- Ayn Rand

"Wealth is the product of
man's capacity to think."
- Francisco d'Anconia

"Money demands that you sell,
not your weakness to men's
stupidity, but your talent
to their reason."
- Francisco d'Anconia

"But I don't think of you."
- Howard Roark to
Ellsworth Toohey

"The question isn't who is
going to let me; it's who
is going to stop me."
- Howard Roark

"I don't wish to be a symbol of
anything. I'm only myself."
- Howard Roark

"Ask yourself whether the dream
of heaven and greatness should
be left waiting for us in our
graves - or whether it should be
ours here and now on this earth."
- Dr. Hugh Akston, Atlas Shrugged

"I swear, by my life
and my love of it,
that I will never live
for the sake of another
man, nor ask another
man to live for mine."
- John Galt

"Great men can't be ruled."
- The Fountainhead, 1943

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Things u own. . .. . .

You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you. He never wanted you. In all probability, he hates you. This is not the worst thing that can happen.


Coz m lyk a river ; n not a beaver .
u realy got fever ; go chck out uh liver ;
u sewer

I jump down the tower i`m not a lover
who can`t get sum power
..

so wats up wid singh y is he not eh king
D king of bling bling
y is he never seen

oh clean clean oh clean
i want ths clean
dun wanna b seen doin ths fuckn thng . . . .

go 2 d garbag bin
n scrw up big bean

ths countryz blackin out
10 niggaz scrwn down
taj down taj down
y do u fuckn frown

ma *** is a clown
belivz in sizin down ,,
put up a gown n run down town
don`t put up wid the crown

ths worldz shoutin loud , "Do u beliv it"
Ah no ,, no no !!

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Fight Club

Tyler Durden : Man, I see in fight club the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.


Tyler Durden: You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.

Tyler Durden: The things you own end up owning you.

Tyler Durden: Listen to me! You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you. He never wanted you. In all probability, he hates you. This is not the worst thing that can happen.
Narrator: It isn't?
Tyler Durden: We don't need him


Tyler Durden: We're consumers. We are by-products of a lifestyle obsession. Murder, crime, poverty, these things don't concern me. What concerns me are celebrity magazines, television with 500 channels, some guy's name on my underwear. Rogaine, Viagra, Olestra.
Narrator: Martha Stewart.
Tyler Durden: Fuck Martha Stewart. Martha's polishing the brass on the Titanic. It's all going down, man. So fuck off with your sofa units and Strinne green stripe patterns.

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Its me again ../

hEY ELLO. scrw the caps ..

Its me uncut : Hdk = Hardik

No rappin not bein a wannabe poet nor doin bol bachhan and philosophising.

So am bac to the BPO biz man ,, this tym its UK the land of HM the Queen thats how they address her ... I write this today as i have a off tomoro.. Nothin else on hand rite now so decided to blog down shit ...

Change : i dunno wat ?>? if you notice comment ... (if u dont screw u )

m awaitn results though m in no way excited about them but yea sincerely awaitin them as they pendin since a month now .. the performance does not matter though the result does u kno wat i m talkin abt ??


So while i write this i get this strange fellin of being incomplete.. unable to recognize in wat sense anyways ,, in case i figure out in the mean time i will definitely update u ..

And BTW (by the way) ,, if you think whom am i talkin to .. its to the blog.
Obviously not u.. So met this new batch this time a combo of gals and guys n men and women ,, if u dunno the difference then ask me ..

Elections are on .. so lets see wassup wid them
The Indo - NZ match is on too and India is on lead.
Its real hot in Mumbai i mean seriously !!
Ma jobs way too borin man , i` m not tat great a story listener ...

I also wanna talk about gulal wonderful movie man ,, love , power , revolution,, awesum man way to go anurag !!
The movie was like a masterpiece man ! , like 300 i cud list down the dialogs and the lyrics of the movie man "Jaise dur desh k tower main ghus jaaye aeroplane"
Spell bounding lemme tell u . Watch that movie man and u`ll like me fall short of words.. trust me ..The actors too did a commendable job..

So that is it for now !!
Updates will keep on coming .

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Sex - show me wat a man finds sexually attractive and i will tell you his entire philosophy of life - AS - AR

Tell me what a man finds sexually attractive and I will tell you his entire philosophy of life.
Show me the woman he sleeps with and I will tell you his valuation of himself. No matter what corruption he's taught about the virtue of selflessness, sex is the most profoundly selfish of all acts, an act which he cannot perform for any motive but his own enjoyment—just try to think of performing it in a spirit of selfless charity!—an act which is not possible in self-abasement, only in self-exaltation, only in the confidence of being desired and being worthy of desire. It is an act that forces him to stand naked in spirit, as well as in body, and to accept his real ego as., his standard of value. He will always be attracted to the woman who reflects his deepest vision of himself, the woman whose surrender permits him to experience—or to fake—a sense of self-esteem. The man who is proudly certain of his own value, will want the highest type of woman he can find, the woman he admires, the strongest, the hardest to conquer—because only the possession of a heroine will give him the sense of an achievement, not the possession of a brainless slut.
"He does not seek to gain his value, he seeks to express it. There is no conflict between the standards of his mind and the desires of his body. But the man who is convinced of his own worthlessness will be drawn to a woman he despises—because she will reflect his own secret self, she will release him from that objective reality in which he is a fraud, she will give him a momentary illusion of his own value and a momentary escape from the moral code that damns him. Observe the ugly mess which most men make of their sex lives—and observe the mess of contradictions which they hold as their moral philosophy. One proceeds from the other. Love is our response to our highest values—
and can be nothing else. Let a man corrupt his values and his view of existence, let him profess that love is not self-enjoyment but self-denial, that virtue consists, not of pride, but of pity or pain or weakness or sacrifice, that the noblest love is born, not of admiration, but of charity, not in response to values, but in response to flaws—and he will have cut himself in two. His body will not obey him, it will not respond, it will make him impotent toward the woman he professes to love and draw him to the lowest type of whore he can find. His body will always follow the ultimate logic of his deepest convictions; if he believes that flaws are values, he has damned existence as evil and only the evil will attract him. He has damned himself and he will feel that depravity is all he is worthy of enjoying. He has equated virtue with pain and he will feel that vice is the only realm of pleasure. Then he will scream that his body has vicious desires of its own which his mind cannot conquer, that sex is sin, that true love is a pure emotion of the spirit. And then he will wonder why love brings him nothing but boredom, and sex—nothing but shame.

AAAAAAAarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhh

I live on hope .. do you ??

Sometimes i feel like ....
Look , the battle was raging ..
The opposition winnin ...


Walkin on 8 mile , hittin the dirt pile ..
Coverd all ova in mud .. the stains were a hate sight ...

I did not take it ..
I did not make it ..
I`m no loser, i didnot fake it ..

I tried real hard .//
the parasites keep suckin ..
keep chockin ,, keep fuckin..
keep loosin

Sometime i feel like .,,
Quittin i still might ..
is this worth a fight ..

the brainless are lafin ..
the stainless keep cryin ..
Wat kinda world is this ..
wat kinda earth is this //
of faint hearted men who haunt the earted(hearted) men

Of Bribe and Politics
of cheat and lollitics ..
Of the losers who never lose ..
of boozers who neva booze

...

I live on hope ,,

Friday, February 6, 2009

Enjoy It !!

The rain is welcomed here,
the breeze is welcomed here,
Soooooooo jooin it ..
Enjoyy it !!

The trees are grown in here ,
the seeds are sown in here,
Soooo Celebrate it ,
Enjoy it !

The sun is shining ,
The moon here is smiling ,
Soo join it ..
Enjooy it !!

Her face was beautiful,,
I`m gonna see her very soon ,
So await it ,,
Enjoooy it !!

The dream was passionate ,,
With some glory and some fate ,
So live it,
enjooy it !!

The people were agahst ,,
the drivers way too fast ,,
So screw`em ,,,
lets enjoy it ~!!

The song`s way tooo slow ,,
Another nasty blow ,,
So let`s stop this ,,
C`mon stop enjoyin this !!

Oooooooo Enjoy this ,,
it`s the way it is ,,
Get over it !
Oh !! Get ooooover it !! Yeaaahhh !!


hdk - hardik

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Free-for-all crime -

Who says the law is an ass? If you’re a criminal, or a would-be criminal, in India the law is a gas. And it just got gassier. On December 23, 2008, the Lok Sabha gave criminality a Christmas bonanza by passing a radically amended Criminal Procedure Code Bill — along with seven other Bills, all of which were passed within a mere 17 minutes without any time-wasting frivolities such as debate and discussion — which, in effect, prevents law enforcement authorities from arresting someone who has committed a crime which carries a prison sentence of up to seven years. Instead of clapping behind bars the accused in such cases — which include attempt to commit culpable homicide; voluntarily causing grievous hurt; cheating; outraging a woman’s modesty; death caused by negligence; and assaulting the President — the police will now have to issue a ‘notice of appearance’ to the individual concerned who will be expected to ‘cooperate’ with the investigation (rather in the same manner in which Islamabad has offered by way of a ‘joint mechanism’ to ‘cooperate’ with Indian agencies to get to the truth behind the 26/11 terror attack on Mumbai). Only if the accused fails to respond to the ‘notice of appearance’ can the police have recourse to arrest — by which time the accused, having been helpfully tipped off by the ‘notice of appearance’, presumably has had the good sense to get as far as possible out of the reach of the no-longer long arm of the law.
Criminals and potential criminals can now, like other sensible citizens, plan their criminal activities — as people plan their investment portfolios, purchase of consumer durables, and their choice of holiday destination — in terms of affordability and the cost-benefit ratio involved. For example, prudent wrongdoers will now be able to apply the principle of due diligence to the crimes they might be contemplating. A quick dekko at the provisions of the penal code which stipulate the maximum sentences for different criminal acts will, like consulting a ready reckoner, reveal what may, or may not, be undertaken with impunity. For instance, murder, rape, dowry death, waging war on the state, robbery or dacoity with deadly weapons are all no-nos as the jail-time in these cases exceeds the sevenyear exemption limit for arrests. As such, the risk-averse criminal would be advised to avoid such acts and seek safer options. So instead of rape, a public servant, for example, might contemplate inducing a person in his (or, possibly, her) custody into having sex, an offence which, under Section 376 B, attracts a sentence of only five years and as such is safely within the no-arrest limit. It’s like taking your own breathalyser test and determining whether you’re over or under the safety limit. In such a scenario, a savvy murderer might well be motivated to make the planned act look like a hit-and-run, or other form of terminal mayhem which falls within the seven-year escape clause.
Apart from helping criminals to freely plan their careers in crime, the seven-year solution will also help ease the huge logjam of pending court cases and the stifling congestion in jails and prisons. There are almost 30 million cases pending in the country’s law courts. This, in turn, impacts prison congestion as thousands of undertrials (15,784 and 15,777, respectively, in Maharashtra and Madhya Pradesh alone, according to the National Crime Records Bureau), swell penal populations to bursting point. The 1,140 central, district and sub jails, with a total capacity of 2,33,543, currently house 3,26,519 inmates, of which as many as 66.7 per cent are undertrials. Each prisoner, convict or undertrial, costs the taxpayer an average of Rs 11,901.30 (2003-04 figures) per annum in maintenance.
The seven-year-no-arrest rule should significantly reduce prison populations and costs. As such, it should be welcomed both by the thrifty taxpayer as well as the career criminal, who can now cheerfully mug the former (after ensuring that mugging is within the seven-year safety zone) without fear of repercussion, knowing it’s all perfectly legal. What a gas.

JS

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Mee asheech Mee tasheech

Mee khari
Mee khoti

Mee kali
Mee gori

Mee aahe
Mee nahi

Mee sona
Mee dagad

Mee agni
Mee jal

Mee bangdi
Mee dora

Mee eechhha
Mee bal

Mee lahan
Mee mothi

Mee asheech
Mee tasheech

Mee satya
Mee asatya

Mee Gandhi
Mee Bhagat

Mee phool
Mee madhmashi

Mee nadi
mee samudra

mee aapli
mee parkee

mee pandhree
mee laal

mee ho
mee nahi

mee asheech
mee tasheech

by Chaitali Phadke

Sunday, January 4, 2009

The Cost of living - ar

There’s no time to lose
I heard her say
Cash your dreams before
They slip away
Dying all the time
Lose your dreams and you
Will lose your mind.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

Rajasthan - Udaipur n Haldighati area

The Land of the Raja`s . The Land with a mighty good and a admirable history. The place Udaipur that i visited had loads of friendly and hardworking people , some of them i wud like to mention my rikshawalla who took me thru the entire city and the hotel manager n chef who were very hospitable. The place with its magnificience and charm is by far the most fantastic , d most well managed and most hospitable city i hav ever visited. a city havin a fabulous history. I made a point to visit every structure i cud , temples incl. bcoz each one had its own story. I`ll b bac i promised the rikshawalla and i bet i wud surely be. Hdk

Knowledge is Eternity .