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The voting for Indibloggies 2008 are now open. Do vote for your favorite Indian Blogs. Started in the year 2003, Indibloggies is one of the initial web awards for Indian Blogs on the blogosphere. Started as a parody of the international Bloggies, Indibloggies has sure come a long way.

The reader’s community nominated their favorite blogs in the first phase. The Indibloggies Jury then shortlisted the finalists from the many contenders for the 16 categories in the second phase. The third and final phase is now running – that of community voting – and will end on December 10th. I was glad to be a part of the jury of this Indibloggies and know that it was a very impartial and fun filled process.

The sponsors for the awards include Wordpress and Zoho amongst other sponsors. The awards are also looking for Gold and Platinum sponsors. So it might a good idea if your organization can sponsor them.

So what are you waiting for? Go and vote for your favorite Indian Blogs – the ball is in your court!

November 26, 2008 was a dark day for all of us as 10 gunmen roamed the streets of Mumbai, firing indiscriminately on anyone in sight. They molested the Indian dignity and hospitality that day. Destroyed many families, ruptured life. Today, it is a complete year and there is no justice in sight. Things havent changed. When will they?

As I have mentioned in previous posts, these days I am working on the lyrics for some songs for Manu Rajeev’s next album. One of the songs is on the subject of terrorism – a lament. Today, I share the lyrics with you. Do give your feedback. Hopefully, the song will see the light at the end of the tunnel.

Romanised Hindi lyrics, followed by (rough) English Translation:
(I had trouble writing in devanagri – every help welcome)

Kal, shor tha aur tha, jalta aasman
Kal the, sapno ke bujhate chiraag
Kal, dard tha aur tha, ye ehsaas
maine hai khoya koi apna is gham ki aandhi me

Yadon ki dastak na thi, Sapno ki aahat na thi
Gardishi gard me, mit gaya tera mera nishan

Tu hai kaisa aadmi? Teri jannat ki ye hasrat kaisi?
Mujhko mita ke, khud ko luta ke, tu kya payega?
Khoon ki ye nadiya baha ke, tu kya payega?

Apno ki aahat na thi, Lamho ki chahat na thi,
Gardishi gard me, mit gaya tera mera nishan

Tu tha kaisa aadmi? Jannat ki ye teri hasrat thi kaisi?
Sab kuch bhula ke, duniya ko jala ke tu kya payega?

Kal, lut gaya, kho gaya mera jahaan
Aansuon me beh gayi, meri pehchaan

English Translation:
Yesterday, there were shouts and cries and a burning sky
Yesterday, there were some dying hopes

Yesterday, there was pain and the numb feeling
that I have lost a dear one
in this torrent of sorrow

Memories did not beckon, dreams did not reckon
In a sad dark cloud was lost our existence

What sort of man are you? What is this desire for heaven?
By destroying me, by ruining yourself, What will you achieve?
With all this blood-shed, What will you achieve?

Kin do not beckon any more, No more is a want of moments
In a sad dark cloud was lost our existence

What sort of man were you? What was your desire for heaven?
You forget everything and just burn the world, What will that achieve?

Yesterday, was ravaged and was lost – my world
And was lost, in tears, my name

Hmm.. I havent been maintaining my blog regularly for some time now. This post is again a filler. Few days back I was watching Slacker Uprising by Michael Moore and I really liked two songs from the movie. First is “Dont be Shy” by Eddie Vedder and the other one is “Al Gore” by Rober Ellis Orral of Monkey Bowl.

Both Songs are shared below. Do listen to them.

Eddie Vedder – Don’t be Shy

Don’t be shy just let your feelings roll on by
Don’t wear fear or nobody will know you’re there
Just lift your head, and let your feelings out instead
And don’t be shy, just let your feelings roll on by
On by, on by, on by, on by, on by, on by

You know love is better than a song
Love is where all of us belong
So don’t be shy just let your feelings roll on by
And don’t wear fear or nobody will know you’re there
You’re there, you’re there, you’re there, you’re there
You’re there, you’re there, you’re there, you’re there

So don’t be shy just let your feelings roll on by
And don’t wear fear or no one will know you’re there
You know love is better than a song
Love is where all of us belong
Belong, long, long, belong, belong, belong

Monkey Bowl – Al Gore

Al Gore lives on my street,
Three-twenty-something, Lynwood Boulevard.
And, he doesn’t know me
but I voted for him. Yeah, I punched the card!
I don’t know how he lives with knowing,
That even though he won the popular vote
He still lives on my street, right down the street
From me.

One time, I had a bike
And I was a kid, and someone stole it from me
And still I’m mad about that,
Carrying anger, I just can’t let it be.
I need to be more forgiving, I know it,
‘Cause even with the popular vote,
Al Gore lives on my street, right down the street,
From me.

Life isn’t fair, don’t tell me, I know it
‘Cause even with the popular vote,
Al Gore lives on my street, right down the street from me [repeats]
President Gore lives on my street, right down the street from me.

Al Gore: Hey Man, I like your song. But you should move on with all that stuff. Hey, this is a great neighbourhood.