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New Age Revolution – Graffiti Sketching


Heyy guys,  Wassup ??

I’m back again after a hiatus of almost a month from blogging.

Apart from College Lectures and Practicals. I used to get bored after doing reckless coding and solving algorithms in my College Projects and Assignments. In order to get myself bit entertained and little bit distracted for a while, I usually Sketch something on a paper lying near by.

Coming back to the point , I am gonna display my latest artwork dedicating to those Youth Minds who are raising their fists for a New Age RevolutionSo, Take a look Fellas !! 😛

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Even I need some movement to get a break from my shitty College Life. 😛

RATE above and APPRECIATE below on my work, and even SHARE it with pleasure. 8)

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This Art is a part of  Sunday Sketches.

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My Silly Shitty Hovering Mind .. From Darkness To Sunshine


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Ain’t dreaming about
any moment or opportunity
to come and chase for,
Ain’t running towards
success and achievements
to brag myself more.
Even not begging for
some fame, priviledge,
money and blessings to pour,
And really, Don’t wanna
keep on dealing with
these Shits like a moron.

Maybe .. I’ve fallen
into the darkness,
Maybe .. I’m in the
centre of cynicists,
Maybe .. I feel like
an ”Indian Nigga”
who’s ignored sometimes
and even left behind.
or even, Maybe I’m
simply just another victim
of a Shithole Politics.

Despite of all
the Omens of my Life,
Let’s keep them
apart for a while,
Jumping out from
my pity graveyard,
Cutting down the tension
with a Sharp Knife,
as There does exists
my Time to “Shine”.

Just keep learning
from my past li’l mistakes
and moving on further miles long.
Ignore the Bullshit trash-talking
and keeping mind and soul Strong.
Just a Lonewolf
in this Dark Jungle
Dwelling a New Cult
against the Mean Cunts,
Raising Hell with
some Raw Attitude
Making an Optimistic Ego
more damn Blunt.

Someday I will
get what I wanted,
Someday I will
live on my dreams,
Someday I will
drive to the success,
Someday I will
travel across the seas,
Someday I will,
really grow up Damn BIG
Someday I will,
stop taking other’s Shit
Someday I will
get some God Damn reasons
to get rid all of my grieves.
Someday I will
be that one what
I’ve promised to anybody.
And This is the way how,
Someday I will
become a MAN of somebody
from a KID of nobody.

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This Poetry is a part of  Thursday Poets Rally Week 64 by Jingle

Thursday Poets Rally Week 64


The Wait is Over


Finally, after the prolonged waiting for over a year has come to an end yesterday. It’s all in every newspaper today that Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar become the only Batsman who has achieved the 100th International Ton in International Cricket. Of course, It is the moment to celebrate and feel proud as he has just crossed yet another milestone that can hardly be broken by anyone else, though a we have face the loss against Bangladesh as well. 😛

Sachin's International 100

Yesterday, A History was created in the ground of of Shere Bangla Stadium in Mirpur, Bangladesh.  That Final single taken between those wickets has made all the  billion hopes complete.  A Rush could be be seen in Facebook Status Updates from tons of Cricket Fans and Indian Media Coverage, even more than those those sudden earthquake in Delhi. Even, I felt some goosebumps all over my body after witnessing that marvelous 100 by the legend himself. 🙂

After taking a look on tons of  Facebook Posts of Sachin’s 100th 100, I suddenly got this link to a post which was blogged by Harsha Bhogle,  Famous Cricket Commentator.

He quoted as follows :

I don’t know how you feel but increasingly I find my love for cricket assaulted from all directions. I feel it has been kidnapped, bundled into the boot of a car and dropped off in an area with no phone signal. We fret, we are obsessed with landmarks, we build conspiracy theories, we get angry, and I wonder: What happened to the simple joy of watching cricket? What happened to the reason we were drawn to this great game?

I’ve come to the stage where I have told myself, “Damn that 100th”. It is a great milestone and no one else is going to get there, but we don’t watch a game merely for a milestone. We watch sport for the joy of seeing great performances from elite sportsmen, sometimes riveting ones from those less skilled. We watch it as the greatest display of emotion and skill on a public platform. We want to marvel, rub our eyes in disbelief, occasionally grieve but be aware that tomorrow is still ours. We want to feel blessed for being allowed to sit in on such contests.

And then numbers happen. They are good tools for comparison (though not always), but they are by-products of performance. If we watch sport for numbers, we watch it for the wrong reason. You can count numbers anywhere, generate statistics anywhere – the largest set of people to collectively leave Mumbai’s CST station on a Thursday, for example; or the percentage of unemployed every January since 1901. Don’t get me wrong, collecting numbers is not bad – as I said, you often get good insights from them – but obsessing over them is a poor reason to watch sport.

This obsession with Tendulkar’s 100th isn’t affecting only him, it is affecting us even more. Suddenly we have lost all objectivity, become unaware of the presence of other players (thankfully the Dravid retirement got the place it deserved), forgotten that cricket is a contest between 22. And now I’m bored by it all and fed up with the angst over it. If Kohli and Gambhir make fine hundreds, I don’t want to see or read of Tendulkar’s innings first and theirs as a filler.

Sadly Tendulkar is also a financial instrument. Yes, he makes very serious money out of the game but people make just as much out of him. Ad revenues go up, so do attendances when he plays, but just as important, supplements and special programmes sell. Praising him sells and criticising him does, and so, whether he wants it or not, whether he needs to be or not, Tendulkar must feature in the news, on specials, in features. If there is no Tendulkar story, we must create one.

So I say, damn that 100th. Let us enjoy watching a supreme exponent of the game while we can; let us revel in being part of the journey, let us gasp at the cover drive one more time, for Tendulkar, at 39, is playing his endgame. Let’s bring back the little joys for as long as possible. If the 100th happens, we’ll celebrate a great achievement but if it doesn’t, he won’t become a lesser player.

Then there are these debates; endless spewings of venom, factories of anger. If an Australian player mutters something as he passes, or makes a gesture, a half hour is devoted to Indians being wronged. If Greg Chappell says something we don’t like, another orgy of temper, trembling voices lamenting an attack on India’s pride. We scream of racism. One person called Chappell a “pathological case”. (I hope he knew what that means, for I don’t.) Anger, anger everywhere. Sport was meant to be uplifting but I wonder if that doesn’t sell enough on a daily half-hour slot.

I recently did four Test matches in Australia for ABC Radio and it was like being transported to my childhood. There was laughter and joy, good words to describe good shots. Cricket was the theme of happy conversation and every morning I got up excited about trying to be a friend to all those who couldn’t be at the ground. I was back, living with the simple joy of watching cricket. And tell me honestly, isn’t that what you really want?

So I say, damn that 100th, turn off the anger, put the conspiracy theories where they belong, and ask yourself why you really watch cricket.

Ya !! He is somewhat right as all we people were highly obsessed of  noticing Sachin’s 100 only, rather watching a Cricket Match. Even the time when we were so busy in celebrating Sachin’s Current EPIC Achievement, we have forgotten to notice that  he took around 138 balls or 23 Overs (almost half of Batting Innings) to reach this milestone, causing a relatively less score in total to be chased. And therefore, we got a chasing defeat from the Bangladesh on the same match. But still, It’s a Game where you could ‘Lose’ and must move on by learning from your little mistakes.

Plus, It always happened on every single match before this one. We always kept noticing Sachin’s individual score first rather watching the game completely. Sometimes, some other Indian player’s superb performances are not being appreciated that much and therefore, gets ignored afterwards. And even during the time span between 99th and 100th International Ton, some of us have cracked some jokes when Sachin getting OUT early and his selfishness of playing for records. Whatever happened, It all has been flushed into the gutter as The Master Blaster has proved himself to close those loudmouth shutters for good. 😛

Sachin - The Legend

I know, CRICKET is more than just a GAME in India. But the bottom line is, we always push ourselves so harder to over-rate or demoralize someone, whether an individual or a whole team,  rather simply watching and enjoying the game. They all are talented already and have enough potential and strength to face anyone anyplace. We are no one to judge them. So Fuck the mediocrity and the hypocrisy all the time. Kindly enjoy the game for while, Bitches. That’s all I wanna add in the end.

Plus, For those people who still think Tendulkar played selfishly for his own dear records and he should now retire from International Cricket, well seems like Virat Kohli has recently learned to answer the ranting retarded punks like you. Mind over it. 😛

Fuck  You Hippocratic Ranting Bitches !!


Stone Sour – Through Glass


Well Guys, check this Folks !! 😉

This one is very Amazing Song sung by American Rock Band called ” Stone Sour “ of their 2nd album called ” Come What(ever) May ” of year 2006. A nice lovely song sung by The Lead Singer ” Corey Taylor ” who’s even the lead singer of Slipknot. Moreover, Nice guitar covers by ” Jim Root “, ” Shawn Economaki ” and ” Josh Rand ”  at the sides making it worth listenable. 😉 \m/ 😉

The main Reason I’ve chosen this song that You Oughta Listen is that apart from Awesome Vocals and Rocking Guitar Tunes, It has also much meaningful Lyrics,which sometimes describes about your life, feelings, ambitions and dreams.

Just go through it’s lyrics, You’ll get to know more about it. Meanwhile, Take a look on this this song. 8)

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<— Lyrics —>

I’m looking at you through the glass…
Don’t know how much time has passed
Oh, god it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home sitting all alone inside your head

How do you feel? That is the question
But I forget.. you don’t expect an easy answer
When something like a soul becomes
Initialized and folded up like paper dolls and little notes
You can’t expect a bit of hope
So while you’re outside looking in
Describing what you see
Remember what you’re staring at is me

Cause I’m looking at you through the glass…
Don’t know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
When no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head

How much is real? So much to question
An epidemic of the mannequins
Contaminating everything
When thought came from the heart
It never did right from the start
Just listen to the noises
(Null and void instead of voices)
Before you tell yourself
It’s just a different scene
Remember it’s just different from what you’ve seen

I’m looking at you through the glass…
Don’t know how much time has passed
And all I know is that it feels like forever
When no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head

And it’s the starrrssss
The sttarrrsss
That shine for you
And it’s the starrrssss
The sttarrrsss
That lie to you.. yeah-ah

I’m looking at you through the glass…
Don’t know how much time has passed
Oh, god it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head

‘Cause I’m looking at you through the glass…
Don’t know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your heaaaaddd

And it’s the starrrssss
The sttarrrsss
That shine for you.. yeah-ah
And it’s the starrrssss
The sttarrrsss
That lie to you.. yeah-ah

And it’s the starrrssss
The sttarrrsss
That shine for you.. yeah-ah
And it’s the starrrssss
The sttarrrsss
That lie to you.. yeah-ah yeah

Ohhhoh when the starrs
Ohhh oh when the starrrrs that liieee

Listen and Download ” Through Glass” by ” Stone Sour ” MP3