Posted by: Suresh K. | January 24, 2009. 11:33 PM

Life!

  And, the rants… here they come…

Life with love

Life with family

Life with trust

Life with no lies

Life with no hatred

Life with no violence

Life with peace

Life with no pain or suffering

I wish life could be like this.

Only some things have come true for me.

I have a life with love, family, trust.

My family doesn’t cause me pain or suffering.

I wish life could be without violence.

Hatred or Pain.

If life was really this way.

Everyone would be happy and live in peace

And harmony.

Then and only then would the world be in paradise.

Why can’t we live in peace?

Should we blame Adam or Eve for the way the world

Is today?

Or should we blame ourselves?

By:Katherine Vasques

NOTICE: This poem was written by one of my classmate at NYU’s Upward Bound Program for annual yearbook back in summer 2002.

Posted by: Suresh K. | January 21, 2009. 12:14 AM

I am!

:roll:   More rants… here they come… :roll:

I am Me

That is all I will ever be

I will be somebody

A doctor, teacher, or even a negotiator

I am black

With a little Chinese

But nobody could ever tell me who I am

I stand Strong

And hate to be wrong

I am motivated to learn about topics

So I could be a doctor, teacher, even a negotiator

A female that knows where she is going

And no one to stop me

I am Me

By: Stephanie Jones

NOTICE: This poem was written by one of my classmate at NYU’s Upward Bound Program for annual yearbook back in summer 2002.

Posted by: Suresh K. | August 13, 2008. 10:30 PM

How Life Changes!

It’s funny how things happen for a reason. Sometimes things happen for a reason that we don’t understand and never will. The majority of these circumstances happen when you least expect it. This is how I was thinking a couple of years ago, when I found out that I was pregnant. :roll:

It was very difficult for me to believe it. How could I get pregnant at such a young age? In those days no one really stressed the point of teenage pregnancy. My health teacher would make a comment, “11 out of the 27 kids in this class will have a baby by the end of their senior year in high school.” I would always think in my head, “That would never be me.” :roll:

Eventually, it was me. I was part of the statistics that she mentioned. You can’t change your life experiences that happened in the past. You can just live on day by day, hoping for the best and not letting anything hold you back from your dreams and accomplishments. Well, I delivered my son and he was a cute one. :roll:

A lot of responsibility came along with that package on March 6, 1998 at 12:36 p.m. There was diaper changing, bathing, and laundry. It was necessary for me to purchase formula, clothing, a car seat, highchair, bassinet, changing table, and swing. I went from being a child to giving birth to one. I went from a pediatrician to seeing a gynecologist. Yes, I was young. I should have been a little more careful. :roll:

By: Jashique Stona.

NOTICE: This short essay was written by one of my classmate at NYU’s Upward Bound Program for annual yearbook back in summer 2002.

Posted by: Suresh K. | July 12, 2008. 2:41 AM

Is rail the answer?

I really was joking about the small towns!

Though not about the isolation people will feel – really for the first time in recent decades – if the cost of driving becomes prohibitively expensive.

My point is that this hits Americans in ways the Britons find difficult to imagine.

A postscript though: a friend of mine who is a director of a British private rail company tells me he is looking for similar companies to buy in the US.

In fact, he is toying currently with buying a major suburban system which is up for sale soon, he tells me, with a view to pouncing if Amtrak is broken up.

Some may see this as an encouraging sign – a realisation in the outside world that there is a real market now for high quality public transport in the US. But the British experience has been – is it fair to say ? – patchy in recent years.

Whether British companies are in a position to provide some minor amelioration of America’s transport difficulties, I could not of course possibly comment, since I have not lived in the UK for many years…

And the point remains that if you live in America’s glorious interior, my friend the fat controller (that’s a British thing) will not and cannot help.

By:  Justin Web (BBC).

Posted by: Suresh K. | June 23, 2008. 8:25 PM

How I Feel!

:roll: Hummmmmmmmmmmmm..! :roll:

Your lips are so soft when they touch me.
Whenever they meet the world just shines.
When we’re together nothing goes wrong.
Nothing can express how I’ve felt for so long.
When I’m with you my life is so unreal.
If only you knew how happy and in love I feel.
I wish I could never let go of you
Because you are my only love, so very true.

By:  Jonelle Bradley.

NOTICE: This poem was written by one of my classmate at NYU’s Upward Bound Program for annual yearbook back in summer 2002.

Posted by: Suresh K. | June 22, 2008. 6:21 PM

Ginger!

The tale of a retarded dog… and, the retarded dog’s owner. :roll:

I have a dog-named Ginger
She’s only 2 years old
Sometimes she bites my finger
Sometimes she bites my toes
I cannot take her for a walk

Because other dogs might get her
They’re jealous of her little bark
They’re jealous of her sweater

Bottom line, Ginger’s one of a kind
You’ll never find a dog like mine.

By: Ryan Kishun.

NOTICE: This poem was written by one of my classmate at NYU’s Upward Bound Program for annual yearbook back in summer 2002.

Posted by: Suresh K. | June 21, 2008. 11:33 PM

Father!

I have no idea why this short paragraph was called “creative writing” and praised by the damn class teacher back in the days.  If ranting about yourself being a bastard baby is “creative writing,” then what isn’t?

A father is someone special, he is someone who will always
play a big role in his son or daughter’s life.  But as you grow
older you miss that special someone; who not just any man can replace.

By: Lisa Paul

NOTICE: This poem was written by one of my classmate at NYU’s Upward Bound Program for annual yearbook back in summer 2002.

Posted by: Suresh K. | June 21, 2008. 3:24 AM

Dreams!

Each one of us might have a dream
Most of those dreams can be very great
Those who do follow them have a chance to win
But victory comes only with fate

We have to move on and make dreams come true
No matter how hard is the unknown way
Just don’t over dream in the sky which is blue
Which can occur in the end of May

All of those dreams can be anywhere
In the school at home and all over the land
Dreams might be yours and you don’t have to share
But don’t bury your dreams in the grounds of the sand

By: Dina Fomin.

NOTICE: This poem was written by one of my classmate at NYU’s Upward Bound Program for annual yearbook back in summer 2002.

Posted by: Suresh K. | June 18, 2008. 5:17 PM

One idiot praises another.

Recently I found Time Magazine’s “100: The Most Influential People in The World” in the library and decided to go through the list.  One article was on the U.S. President George W. Bush.  It wasn’t so much about the man on whom the short essay was written, but, by whom.  Silvio Berlusconi, the Prime Minister of Italy was the man given the honor to praise George W. Bush.  Berlusconi writes:

There was a genuine atmosphere of trust and goodwill that summer of 2001, when a new era seemed to be upon us, with the Berlin Wall gone and the divisions of the past overcome.  I was sharing this thought with President Bush (both of us recently elected to lead our countries) at the closing dinner of the G-8 summit in Genoa in July 2001.  Bush led the conversation, talking amiably with Russian President Vladimir Putin, Japanese Premier Junichiro Koizumi, British Prime Minister Tony Blair and German Chancellor Gerhard Schroeder.  Pearl Harbor, Hiroshima, the tragedies of the Second World War and cold war seemed far away indeed.  Bush observed how much the world had changed, and how we could pass on a lasting peace to our children.  I remember feeling true happiness inside me.  Just two months later the unthinkable happened, and the Sept. 11 attacks would again forever change the world.  The battle against terrorism would become the principal preoccupation of the American President and our common international priority.

In the months that followed that immense tragedy, we nontheless tried to stay focus, aware that justice, freedom and democracy can flourish only if there is security.  President Bush knows this well, that a secure world is bound to be a united world, where everyone–and particularly those more fortunate–can and must do their part.

George W. Bush, 61, will be remembered as Commander in Chief, but not only for that.  He was above all a President who felt the moral obligation that the leading nation of the free world must carry.  My thoughts return again to that G-8 summit, where Italy had brought to the top of the agenda the fate of the world’s poorest nations.  And Bush was an early and enthusiastic supporter of our initiatives to establish a fund for combating endemic illnesses.

One time, Bush told me that it is reasonable to have doubts, but not to have so many doubts that you cannot make a decision.  It’s up to the historians to judge his presidency, but, whatever fate history holds for him, I’m sure that George W. Bush will be remembered as a leader of ideals, courage and sincerity.  Personally, I will always remember him as a friend, a true man who loves his family, understands the meaning of friendship and is grateful toward America’s allies around the world.

Prime Minister Berlusconi failed to do his study before praising Bush.  Bush never believed in “democracy, justice, freedom” or “security.”  He fired the Generals who said it will require 700,000 troops to secure a nation of 26 million once the invasion was complete; fearing regional conflicts that may erupt once Saddam was overthrown.  President Bush’s problem, just like Berlusconi’s, is that he is a sentimentalist, and not a realist.  Paul Wolfowitz back in the days, during the Iraq war, said that it’s only a matter of days before Iraqis name one of their major public squares in Baghdad after President Bush.

President Bush also wastes too much time “searching” the “souls” of other world leaders by looking into their eyes, and I don’t know how he goes about his “searching,” but he’s good at finding them.  Just like he looked into the eyes of Vladimir Putin when both first met, and was able to “get the sense of his soul.”  And, we all can see now that it wasn’t so.  President Bush also talks to “God” and it was “God” who wanted him to run for the Presidency of the United States and have too much “Optimism” and is surrounded by homophobes, fear and  warmongers as well as those who’re very busy making predictions that one day there will be no difference between Paris and Baghdad when it comes to “freedom,” ignoring the fact that dream of a “democratic” middle east died long ago when President Bush pooped on it by invading Iraq.

President Bush, unlike what Mr. Berlusconi writes, was never “grateful toward America’s allies around the world.”  Mr. Bush used all alliances of America around the world as “marriages of convenience,” not as true alliances where all future actions to be taken are carefully evaluated and discussed in a civilized manner.  Either PM Berlusconi’s ignoring the facts on purpose or didn’t read the news at the time when France and Germany, the only two nations in the EU brave enough stand up against the invasion of Iraq were shunned as “the Old Europe” by President Bush’s administration.  Remember the remarks made by then U.S. Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld?  “Germany has been a problem and France has been a problem… But, you look at a vast numbers of other countries in Europe, they’re not with  France and Germany… they’re with the US…  You’re thinking of Europe as Germany and France.  I don’t… I think that’s the Old Europe.”  As it turned out in the end, those tiny ant-sized nations that were “with the US” were greedy enough to fall into the trap set by Bush Administration with false promises: You give us troops for Iraq, and we’ll grant your poor population of migrant workers visas to work in the United States.  As it turned out within a year, the promise was never fulfilled, and all nations that were “with the USA” were pulling out of Iraq.

 America’s headed toward a recession in full speed, and President Bush’s economic policy of “do nothing” is identical to what Mr. Berlusconi has implemented in Italy.  When asked during a televised interview with voters by a young woman what the younger generation should do about the lack of secure jobs, the answer of the Prime Minister was that she “try to marry the son of Berlusconi… with a smile that you have, you could try.”  Results of the actions and remarks of the Italian clown are clearly reflected  by the current state of the republic he was elected and then reelected to lead: almost all big businesses in Italy are influenced by the mob activity, failing education, stagnant economy, high unemployment rate, and a siesta that lasts an entire day because there’s nothing else left to do in the country… other than to watch cities like Venice sink, thanks to Berlusconi’s support for a disaster called George W. Bush who’ve contributed more to increase global warming than any other world leader.

There should be no argument on what fate history holds for President Bush.  History is out on his presidency.  It’ll be remembered as a reign full of fear mongering, tortures, disappearances, hypocrisy, lies, deception, abuse of presidential power, destruction of civil liberties and the nation’s principles, and sacrificing the futures of the current and future generation of America for his own personal greed and ego.

One should know that the fact that Bush “loves his family” does not make him a better Commander in Chief.  He doesn’t understand the meaning of “true friendship” as far as you can see from the “Old Europe” comments.  And, maybe President Bush should have tried to have some doubts about his own actions.  Maybe part of the reason why we as a nation are in such a deep trouble is because the man have too few doubts.

Top 100 most influential people’s list should be prepared, and articles on the reasons why those individuals influence our lives should be written by independent, unrelated historians, major public figures, or chief editors working for the magazines who have a proven track record of independent or opposing views.  What kind of news organization would believe that allowing one moron to write an essay on another will not be biased?

:roll:   Time Magazine should have seen it coming when it asked Berlusconi to write about Bush.  :roll:

Posted by: Suresh K. | May 23, 2008. 11:28 PM

Songs of Deedar Singh Pardesi.

I couldn’t find any songs of Deedar Singh Pardesi on YouTube and decided to upload some of them, nine in total.  Below are two of them, “Raat Chanani” and “Tere Kanna Nu Sohne Bunde.”  You can go to my YouTube Channel to listen to the other seven songs.

Song: “Raat Chanani” Artist: Deedar Singh Pardesi Movie: Ek Buta Ambi Da Language: Hindi.

Song: “Tere Kanna Nu Sohne Bunde” Artist: Deedar Singh Pardesi Movie: Ek Buta Ambi Da Language: Hindi.

Requirements:  High Speed Internet (Broadband/DSL/WiFi).

Posted by: Suresh K. | May 15, 2008. 7:51 PM

Pigeons rest in the evening.

#5.I came home from the library and spotted this pair of “City Pigeons” resting on the 15th floor fence of our neighbor’s terrace. I grabbed the camera and took a few of their pictures. Go to Flickr for more.

Posted by: Suresh K. | May 14, 2008. 10:58 AM

Khoobsurat – Udit Narayan.

Song: “Khoobsurat” Artist: Udit Narayan Movie: Rog (2004) Language: Hindi.

Requirements:  High Speed Internet (Broadband/DSL/WiFi).

Posted by: Suresh K. | May 12, 2008. 10:27 PM

Bheegey Hont Tere – Kunal Ganjawala.

Song: “Bheegey Hont Tere” Artist: Kunal Ganjawala Movie: Murder (2004) Language: Hindi.

Requirements:  High Speed Internet (Broadband/DSL/WiFi).

Posted by: Suresh K. | April 12, 2008. 2:20 AM

The Tale of Prince al-Ahmed.

Film:  “The Tale of Prince al-Ahmed” by Suresh Kumar  Language:  English and Arabic.

Requirements:  High Speed Internet (Broadband/DSL/WiFi).

Posted by: Suresh K. | March 15, 2008. 9:54 PM

Lunch Time in Jeddah.

Video:  “Lunch Time in Jeddah” by Suresh Kumar  Film:  Islam n’ Da SpaghettiO’s  Song:  “Allah Hu” by Sami Yusuf Language:  Arabic.

Requirements:  High Speed Internet (Broadband/DSL/WiFi).

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