My article at open democracy

yay!

http://www.opendemocracy.net/amit-julka/gay-orient

A verse

I had written this verse about two years ago...and like all my great ideas, it occurred to me at the most unlikeliest of places (no need to mention that), at about three in the morning...

And for the non ahl-e-zubaan, it reads

"but parasti se aakhir hamein kya fa'ida?

gar khuda insaaN hota to aaina hi kaafi tha"

Here's a rough translation:

Of what use to us is idol worship?

Had god been a human, a mirror would have sufficed

Now I have been trying to convert this lone verse into a ghazal...However, like all my ambitious projects, this too has fallen into the trap of lethargy and your everyday procrastination

Oh and since we are on the topic, I have been thinking about keeping a takhallus(pen name)...Any suggestions people?

Sex?

Ok, now that I have your attention (you pervs!) ...As I was sitting on my shit-pot, and contemplating in that zen like state, it occurred to me that inspite of all my liberal pretensions, how my mind and it's imagery was still very andro-centric(this does not imply that I m gay....)...Confused? Let me explain...Suppose someone mentions the word Christian to me, or Punjabi, Hindu, or Muslim...The image that I conjure in my head is always of a christian 'guy', a 'punjabi' guy, or a hindu/muslim guy....It's almost always a 'guy'(with the exception of an egyptian belly dancer.....thank god for that!)...So this got me thinking(surprise!surprise!)....How and when did we as human beings become so male centric....No wonder the world is such a screwed up place...It would have been so much better had the scenario been reversed....Let's say when someone says 'Mexico' to me, instead of picturing a drug dealer, I picture Salma Hayek(hmmm, interesting.....10 second day dreaming break............ok i m back.....)...racial prejudice resolved, and peace is achieved....Now if someone could tell this to Hamas or the Israelis....

p.s.sex is a three letter word...not four....there you go...the title is now justified

Ajj Raam te babar hasde ne

My first poem in punjabi,

Ajj Raam te babar hasde ne,

ke ai hind de loki kiven vasde ne

pehlan kitaa mulk taqseem,

hun do gaj zameen de peeche,

adaaltan de vich shikanje kasde ne

raam ne akheya babur nu,oye yaara,

mere picche ai kyun paande aina pawaara,

meri paak ayodhya de vich

kaanu ai siyaasi saap daasde ne?

babar pher kainda raam nu,

oye sun mere praava,

kaanu apna sukoon lutana,

aithe hun koi reya na sayana

chal apni khair manaiye,

jedi raah apaan chhad chuke,

oiyo raah pher kyun jaiye?

Ajj Raam te babar hasde ne,

ke ai hind de loki kiven vasde ne

Man Kunto Maula - Ustad Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan (live)

random one liner

I like it when girls 'blow' 'things' out of proportion

Dil Dosti etc...

I know this review is a little late, considering the movie released in 2007. Phir bhi, der aaye, durust aaye

Dil Dosti etc...

Set in modern Delhi(Dilli university to be precise), the movie juxtapositions many oddities together. To begin with, the character Sanjay Mishra(Shreyas Talpade), is your quintessential hinterland hero, emotional, with his earthy middle class values, providing a background for his (very ruthless) ambitions. Quite a contrast to this is the aimless Apurv, spectacularly potrayed by Imad Shah...He's cold, aimless, aloof and his mind operates in a space which is distinctly grey, but at the sametime colourful. He exemplifies the new liberal man, who's defining character is his ability to negotiate in that ethical neverland...Although I should add that though Apurv comes across as cold, he never appears calculating or Machiavellian....Sanjay's girlfriend Prerna is what I would call a perfect example of misplaced westernism in the garb of modernity, the kind you encounter most in the metros...Ishita Sharma, who plays Kintu, symbolizing the neo-teens...at the verge of sexual liberation, but still consider it important to cloak their expletives in mish mash of codes(if you remember Juno, and the scene where her friend goes 'Phuket Thailand'...)....

Overall the film potrays precisely the kind of societal changes going on in India...Also worth mentioning is the understated presence of Ghalib and Faiz by virtue of their verses being used at the apt places for love and revolution respectively.An urban elite who are too cocksure about their 'modern' values, a small town guy who holds on to his imagined traditional values, ambitious but often confused by big city people and their elitist habits...And in the end of it all, the intellectually ambiguous Apurv reducing everything to 'Sanjay is dead, and I survived'...So at the end it all boils down to cold facts, and nothing else....

Mornings

"Amit, uth ja...hun.......'Amit!!!!!!!!!"....Probably he was dreaming, but mom's voice sounded particularly shrill at 7 am...He got up, his tshirt sticking to his back due to the sweat...."Saala AC kisne off kiya?", he wondered...Parts of him were particularly stiff in the morning, and so he stood up in a weird posture to avoid detection...Finally, he got up and picked the cup of tea from the tray...'too much milk', he made a mental note...Meanwhile, dad entered the room and dropped the newspaper pile on the bed...it was much like a piece of fresh meat surrounded by a pack of lions, everyone had their favourite piece, or so everyone thought.Sifting through the pile, dad quickly handed him the Urdu newspaper, while his eyes were fixed on the HT City in Dad's hands...He glanced at his share of the carcass...."chhatisgarh mein 35 afraad halaak"..."Damn!,was that Megan Fox in the lingerie", he sighed....Sipping his tea, he quickly glanced over the editorial....then he proceeded towards the last page...Obama, Israel and Iran....He raised his glass to finish what was left of his tea, then got up, entered the toilet and closed the door behind him....A new day had begun.

The new nurturing grounds for Urdu in India

Since independence, the gradual demise of Urdu from the national mainstream has been a cause of concern to the lovers of the language. The downfall can be attributed to various reasons, but I am not going to delve into those. If we were to categorize the demise into two categories, it would be firstly the loss of Nastaliq(Urdu Script) knowing people, and secondly the gradual dissolution of Urdu speaking population into the Hindi fold.

The paradox over here lies in the close proximity of the language to Hindi, which has lead to the dilution of it's separate identity, but which I believe in the long run, may also aid it's revival. In order to achieve this, I have several proposals. The first one being the publication of joint Devnagari-Nastaliq newspapers. This idea can be extended to the electronic press, and we could have joint Hindi-Urdu news channels. I feel such channels may have great potential, since they can alternate between Hindi and Urdu news(like Star News and NDTV a few years back, when they used to alternate between Hindi and English). The added advantage is that unlike the Urdu newspapers( which have acquired a visible Islamic tinge in the recent times), the joint Hindi-Urdu platform can revive the status of Urdu as a secular language in the eyes of people. This combination would not only be beneficial to the cause of the language, but also to the news channels themselves, as they would be able to grab a significant demographic, numbering more than 50 million in India. Also, this would also increase the familiarity of Hindi speakers with the language.

The next issue which I seek to confront is the loss of literary Urdu from the national mainstream. I personally don't blame them, since publishing houses are also dictated by market pressures, and till they see a profit, I don't see them taking up a noble cause just for the heck of it. In my view, the revival of literary Urdu( which also includes areas like Urdu comics, Urdu magazines etc) should start from the Internet/blogosphere. Today blogs are providing an alternate medium of expression, and why should Urdu be left behind? This would also propagate the infusion of new themes and ideas in Urdu literature( like post-modernism, etc). Only a language which continuously reinvents itself can claim itself to be living. This would also increase the scope for concepts like 'bilingual' literature. For eg. an Urdu novel/short story with a contemporary theme may alternate between 'Urdu' and 'English' text.This would add a dimension of realism and contemporaneity in Urdu literature.

Also blogs dealing with Urdu literature could have the same texts in devnagari or any other script so that even those who are not familiar with the script could gain access to the wonderfully rich world of Urdu literature. Likewise, there can be any ideas....All I'm trying to offer is a new and a different approach to the problem of Urdu in India. If we have to save this language, we have to think afresh. Obviously, any criticism and ideas are most welcome.

P.S.I am going to put up the same article in Urdu soon...It would be my first so please be nice!!!

I am a secularist...I support human stupidity of all kinds....
-Amit Julka

Oh that's so stereotypical

Around 5 years ago, when I joined engineering, a friend of mine, Chhotu(Abhishek) asked me where I was from.I replied that I was a Punjabi...To which he said "Yaar tum log kya roz bhangra karte ho?"....I couldn't help but laugh at his comment....But that got me thinking...

One of the most confusing trends of contemporary society is the contempt generated towards stereotypes. Most half baked liberals(like yours truly) frequently snigger at the way society annoyingly puts people into mental piegon holes.While some stereotypes are generally harmless(Kanjus Marwari/Happy Sardars/Alcoholic Punjabis/Intellectual Bengalis)...others tend to be completely derogatory(Muslim=terrorist,jews=conniving,Amit=horny etc)...

Now although I agree in principle that one shouldn't judge a person on the basis of his identity but when you come to think of it, stereotypes are partly a natural consequence of our own minds.The mind loves to make patterns and draw conclusions and stereotypes are just an external manifestation of our (lack of)thought process.

As far as self proclaimed intelligentsia is concerned, there's a glaring double standard even in their approach. While most scoff at negative stereotyping, most of us don't bat an eyelid when it comes to 'positive' stereotypes. Aren't positive stereotypes equally to blame?Why should all South Indian be IIT'ians, all Muslims be poets/musicians and all Punjabis be good looking(people often get shocked when I tell them that I am one!)...We are equally to blame for this proliferation of 'positive stereotyping'...And maybe that is why some SAB TV/Yash Chopra comedies are so pathetic...The acts are so overdone that it's not even funny....

So that's all I had to say...Gotta get my chicken eating, burping, dancing, drinking Punjabi self to work now....

'As' you like it

Please fill the answers in your comments

1)As irritating as

a)Prabhu Chawla

b)Sagarika Ghose

c)Ravi Kissen

d)Himesh(as judge on reality shows)

2)As fake accented as

a)Yours Truly!

b)Salman Khan

c)Diana Hayden

d)South Delhi Snobs

3)As pretentiously intellectual as

a)Yours Truly!(Second Nomination:yay!!!)

b)Mahesh Bhatt

c)Javed Akhtar

d)Shobha De

4)As 'all show,no go' as

a)Rakhi Sawant

b)The host of 'Sansani'

c)Uma Bharati/Zakir Naik

d)Himesh( as a singer)

5)As dumb as

a)Any 'Roadies' participant

b)Sagarika Ghose(2nd Nomination)

c)Anyone who went to see 'James'

6)As mediocre as

a)Diya Mirza

b)Vivek Oberoi

c)Tusshar Kapoor

d)Uday Chopra

7)As hot as

a)Me(any female choosing this is entitled to a free gift!)

b)Alessandra Ambrosio

c)Megan Fox

d)A white dwarf(only for gays n geeks)

8)As small as

a)your ahem ahem....

b)One of the above

c)All of the above

d)I dont have one

Don't

Don't touch it yet,

That snuffed candle of the dungeon,

A warmth still pervades where it stood.

The frozen wax of memories,

Long forgotten,laden with cares

Still lies seething at it's base

Don't close your ears yet,

That silenced melody of yesteryears

Still resonates somewhere

Don't remove that veil

This mirage of abstractions,

Nothingness has many layers to shed

Don't drop those tears yet,

My corpse before you is still undead

Khayaali Pulao

Just thought of this:Had Arundhati Roy been a dude, would she ever call her book "The God of Small Things"....

Original Julka Chess Jokes

Q)In chess, what do you call a queen who's having an affair with her knight?

Ans:A Knight-Rider

Q)What is Vishwanathan Anand's strategy while pursuing females?

Ans:Check(out) n mate!

....so until next time....I m checkin out,n mating(hopefully!)

Holy Shit!

Warning:If you are of the 'pious'/tight ass variety, I would suggest not going further.You have been warned!

Hello everyone, and welcome to the cosmic marketplace. Today I shall enlighten you on our bestseller product, 'The Big G'.

Since Big Gs are in such a huge demand everywhere, licenses for production were given to different companies, and needless to say competition breeds innovation. Today Gs come in more forms than ever before, and the mind boggling variety can be confusing for anyone. Hence, for your convenience, I shall take the various models one by one

First in the queue, we have company 'H'. Company H was founded 3500 years ago by nobody.It is quite a unique firm, offering 33 million variations(and counting) of their flagship product.Their Gs come in all shapes and sizes, and can often be custom built from scratch. The company is administered by 'Pun'dits, known for their acidic wit, especially towards customers belonging to the 'Shoodra' category, whom they generally shoo away. The firm has a flexible bad debts policy, and a person can write off a bad loan by taking a bath in the 'panga' river, named so because taking a bath in it's 'pristine industrial waters' often amounts to taking a 'panga'.Customers follow the policy of 'karMa', inspired by Deewar's famous dialogue "Mere paas Ma Hai!".

Moving on to our second company, we have the firm 'I', founded by some fellow called 'Mo'. The company has labelled their product as 'A', which stands for awesome!, which is to be spoken in a Barney Stinson accent. The company has been mired in some controvery these days, owing to the behaviour of their 'WahaB' division, which insists in killing customers of other firms known as 'InfyDels', who are nothing but employees of Infosys and Dell.They also kill some of their own followers called 'Shee-a' who they think are much too effeminate.When happy, the WahaB s sing their anthem "Oh Sama!" which invigorates them instantly. On the bright side, customers of I are promised equal treatment and provision for charity are provided. Followers are also adept at arts and crafts, which brings them a lot of fame.Initially the company faced some issues of synchronisation of 'A' with products of other firms, but the issue has been since resolved after the introduction of the 'Sufi' upgrade.

Now we come to a much smaller group known as 'Judes' (Inspired from the Beatles' hit single "Hey Jude!"). Although they are a small scale company, they have made their mark in the financial world. The company ran into some trouble in the 1930's when a madcap known as 'Shitler' nearly succedded in destroying them. However the Judes have since resurged and are now quite influential and powerful. The Judes ran into some land ownership issues when they usurped the land of the 'Palace Teens' and the two have been fighting ever since. Luckily, they have an Uncle Sam who helps them regularly by shutting up anyone who shouts "Human Rights!".

Moving on to the biggest behemoth of them all, 'The Big C'. Big C was founded by this dude known as 'J C' (not related to Jay Z) who was kind and tolerant but that 'crossed' some people who then tried to 'nail him'. The effort was a failure and soon Big C was up and running in three days.These days the organization is headed by a fellow who calls himself 'Pope', because he acts like a 'popat'(parrot).The "Pope' claims that the world started at 'Eden Gardens', Calcutta about 5000 years ago on the eve of an India Pakistan match.Anyone who opposes this is sent to 'hell' like 'Gaalileo', who was given a lot of 'Gaalis' by the pope.The company also runs a daemon process called 'Satan' in the background but it's checked by the firms very own antivirus software, iGod.

Besides these biggies,we also have smaller firms 'Sickism' and 'Duddism'. Sickism was founded by people who were sick of the products of 'H' and 'I'.Followers of sickism call themselves 'Seekhs', out of their love for seekh kebabs.Seekhs are also fond of dancing and that explains their motto "Wahe Guru Ji Da Salsa,Wahe Guru ji di Fateh".Dudism was founded in India, got exported to China who then eventually put an embargo on it. Customers of Duddism are often confused since they expect their product 'Big G' but are only delivered a bunch of CDs by this band called 'Nirvana'.Followers often become the victims of road accidents since they are supposed to walk on the 'middle path'.

Lastly, there is the new startup called 'Messrs A-Theests and Egg-Nostics'.They are given this title because they like to throw eggs on the customers of every other firm.Critics claim this new venture is a farce because A-Theest sells a product which is nothing but an empty box,with no Big G inside while egg nostics never keep their eggs in one basket.Egg Nostics also confuse their customers by saying the Big G might be there in the box, or it might not be.

So to sum it up, this is all there is to this big bazaar.If you thought I was poking fun at your choices, you are absolutely right! Any inappropriateness is seriously unregretted!

Just a thought...

"A pen is mightier than a sword"....just imagine if someone forgets to put the space between 'pen' and 'is'....

Gardish

The earth about the sun,

The Sun about the galaxy,

The galaxy about the unseen.

A cosmic dance of the lovers,

Unfolding before my eyes.

Look up there,

A thousand majnuns are blazing in the night

With unceasing frenzy,

In search of what isn't there...

There is nothing around here but,

A thousand moths fluttering about a black flame

Superheroes

So here's a my analytical analysis of our superheroes

Superman

Pros:

Can fly anywhere

Extreme strength

escape outlet for guys with boring jobs

Cons:

terrible fashion sense

can't pee without an elaborate undressing ritual

Wardrobe can be used to wipe mucus

Spiderman

Pros:

Geek turned superhero:extremely relate-able

better fashion sense than superman

Cons:

Won't be effective in rural areas due to lack of tall structures...what's he going to stick himself to,buffaloes?

Bad luck with the chics

Batman

Pros:

Cool Gadgets

Rich

Cons:

I think he's gay(I mean, he chose Robin as his sidekick when he could have had any hot chic....definitely raises some eyebrows!)

Is only cool at night

Chacha Chaudhary

Pros:

Chacha chaudhary ka dimagh computer se bhi zyaada tez chalta hai

Saabu

Rocket,the kutta...

uber cool desi attire

Cons:

chachi isnt that hot

no underwear over pants...wont sell in america!

And the winner is.........................drums...............other instruments..................

Shaktimaan

Pros:

Desi

Melodrama&Valour:all in one,he s the complete package

Cons

Desi

Melodrama

Graphics

Very preachy

I think the lack of chics points towards his gayness.....

"Sorry Shaktimaan"

And now for the women

Catwoman

Pros:

Sexy

Cons:

A cat ate my rabbit...hence have my reservations

Pamela Anderson

Pros:

Ahem,...Ahem

Lifesaver

Cons:

Only works at the beach

And the winner is......

Neema Sandal Girl,for her winning catch phrase:

"main hoon neema sandal girl,neema sandal girl....21st century girl....mera hai yeh saara world....neema sandal girl"....ad featuring preeti jhangiani(puke puke!)

P.S.I forgot Captain Planet,but he's just too sad...

Naqsh Faryadi!

Hi,

You may have noticed that I ve changed my blog title to 'Naqsh Faryadi' and I presume that most of you would be wondering,why?

Well,'Naqsh faryadi' is an allusion to the first verse of ghalib's urdu diwan

Naqsh faryadi hai kis ki shokhi-e-tehreer ka,
Kaghazi hai pairhan har paikar-e-tasveer ka

I m sure that raised more questions than answers!...Here's the translation & the explanation...

Translation:

Against whose playful writings are the words complainants?
Made of paper attire is the countenance of every image

Well,the two key words are 'naqsh' and 'faryadi'.Naqsh means 'words'/inscriptions and 'faryadi' means a plaintiff/complainant.So it's the words who are complaining against the nature of this universe,asking why was it created in such a mischievous fashion.And that sums up the very essence of this 'blog'.....

If you want a detailed explanation of this hauntingly beautiful verse,i suggest
visiting Fran Pritchett's link....it'll be worth the effort

list of things that might go with my generation

1)Phantom ki meethi Cigarettes

2)Bante wala soda

3)Chitrahaar

4)Mario

5)Crax/Fun flips

6)Thele waali ice cream

7)nikkar-bu shirt (half pants and bush shirt)

8)rerri wale popcorns(popcorns sold on carts)

9)speaking in hindustani/hindi ( atleast in bombay/snobbish south delhi)

10)bandar ka madaari

11)doodh-rusk

12)Food laced with dollops of desi ghee

13)hindi comic books(naagraaj, chacha chaudhary,phantom)

14)sensible tv

15)those weekly films on doordarshan(and the way the climax would always

get interrupted by "aur yeh hain aaj ke samaachar")

16)Hatim-tai(probably the only film of jitendra which i like)

17)A gadget less childhood

18)Alladin and ducktales in Hindi(also Small Wonder)

19)Chooran ki goliyaan

20)learning maths in chaste Punjabi(my father telling "ainu taqseem

kar"...and me wondering whether to add,subtract,divide or multiply)

21)Grandparents who know the whole of Indian mythology and so many stories

22)Grandparents who don't talk in English

23)Shaktimaan

24)the excitement when a relative would go 'abroad'

25)sweaters knit by granny/mom

26)being dragged to sabzi mandi by parents on a sunday morning(and then

told to sit in the car!)

27)Walkmans(oh how cool they used to look!)

28)Singing 'Ice Ice Baby'/Backstreet Boys(hate to admit this)

29)listening to unique urdu ramayan of my grandfather

30)Campa-Cola

31)Jolly-the hand game

32)Circus

33)Tom&Jerry(the original Hanna Barbera ones)

34)Pitthu, Chhuppan Chhupai and Oonch neech ka papda(i didnt play that much gilli danda)

35)Pretending that every sofa was a cockpit of my imaginary fighter aircraft(also tried designing my own fighter aircraft, but the project got scrapped because of slight oversight in cost estimation)

36)Planning to start my own dot-com in the 7th standard

37)Fantasizing about my very own Dexter's lab(it would be called Amit' lab ofcourse)

38)Playing Military Military with Raghav(with imaginary girlfriends whom we would rescue)

39)Conjuring war scenarios of India with the world(thankfully i m a lil less jingoistic now)

40)Arguing who would win, Superman or Batman....

41)The whole rumour about undertaker's ghosthood

42)Rumours about dinosaurs coming back to life

43)Alif Laila

44)Kite flying(patang udana)

45)Trump cards

46)Bante/Kanche:Marbles

47)Geete(game with a ball and stones)

48)Getting excited at weddings,and tring to hog the limelight by sitting between the bride and the groom(Neetu,mind it!)

49)G.I.Joe

50)Thaapi waala Cricket

51)Pen fight,book cricket,name place animal thing

52)Thinking kids were a result of an elaborate pooja,where 'bhagwanji' would come and gift them(now i know why old people are so religious!)

53)Wondering why this pooja would always happen after marriage

54)"Girlfriend boyfriend haw haw"

55)Manual rickshaws

....to be continued

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My first experiment with photography, or something like that
http://pikchurr.blogspot.com

I won't be

Why despair now?
There is no love,
Where I won't be.

Go away from this web,
Come meet me there,
Where I won't be.

Stop hiding from the mirror,
You can't see that reflection,
Where I won't be.

Beyond here,Beyond there,
Beyond beyond,
Where I won't be.

The Curious Case of the Aam Aadmi

It is an oft said cliche.The jholiwala intellectuals say it,the
politicians say it and we,the 'aam aadmi' say
it(rather enthusiastically).That the common man,or
the 'aam aadmi'is peace loving, honest, secular,
and so on.I find this notion rather absurd and
fanciful.To say that the actions of an average
human being are governed by the principles of
justice, peace, or whatever that keeps our society
stable is a bit like indulging in collective
narcissism.True, our society, for the most part
appears to be a stable place with a semblance of
order in it.However our motivations behind
maintaining such an apparent stability are
unfortunately, not so lofty.

The most dominant instinct that governs a living organism
is survival. A lion eats a deer because of it,and
rhizobium bacteria(if that's the name)
symbiotic-ally lives on legume roots because of
it.The same instinct produces two contrasting
actions.In the first case,it results in the
domination of the hunter over the hunted and in the
second case,co-operation.

Although it's been a long time since we had to
fight tigers,the survival instinct in the human
being takes root in form of self-interest.This self
interest takes form of different abstractions like
financial survival,social survival etc...So,if this
self interest motive favours, or rather seems to
favour peace, we are peaceful. The moment it
favours aggression, we go back to our
warmongering.How else would one explain
abominations like the caste system,and female
exploitation.The males thought, our self interest
is served well with keeping female empowerment in
check and the bourgeois think that having a
perpetual army of servants serves their needs.If the
aam aadmi had any belief in his so called ideals,
the caste system would have been a relic of the
past.

Same goes for secularism/communalism.We are
secular when we are dependent on the other
community but turn into communalists when it suits
us.The same person who has reservations about
having a Muslim/Christian neighbour because of his
'non vegetarian' habits won't bat an eyelid when
he's in America/Europe, because come on, dollars
can make you forgive cow slaughter.

It's quite obvious that the self interest motive is
governed by the dynamics of power.As they say,
jiski laathi uski bhains. Power is the biggest
justification for any cause. From the level of the
individual to the nation, everything is governed by
power. Britain appeased Hitler when it suited
them,but the moment their survival was in question,
they realized the tyrant that he was.The Jews,the
most unfortunate victims of the Holocaust didn't
bat an eyelid while displacing the
Palestinians.Injustice is an accepted norm
as long as it doesn't affect us or those around us.

One might think that I am very pessimistic about
humanity and the world in general.Alas, you are
wrong.I have faith, but not in our good but in our
love for our self interest.If manipulated properly,
the same interest which divides us, can unite
us.Our society can only be the 'better' place that
we want to it when we start believing that our self
interest is dependent on the self interest of
others.After all, it was Jim Carrey in his film Ace
Ventura who said,"It is the mucus which binds us".
How true.

Just...

I don't bother about love,
Just stop this madness

I am not in wait of dawn,
Just light away this darkness

I have no faith in truth,
Just remove this falseness

I don't expect the universe,
Just fill into this nothingness

I don't desire union,
Just cure my loneliness

I am the swirling dervish,
Just absolve me of existence.