Never thought this would happen… Sesame Street meets Sufi classic hit ‘Dama Dam Mast Qalandar’ and that too in its film soundtrack version from a 70s Pakistani flick. Though the element of surprise was the killer translation or transliteration or whatchamacallit. It’s brilliant.
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Walking home on Sunday night
I passed a couple at a bus stop
Loving each other
With eyes locked into eyes
And arms locked into arms,
And just as I reached them,
I heard him say,
And though I wanted to stay
And listen,
I knew it wasn’t meant for me,
So I just made up the rest,
I want to bite the end of the cone off
And suck the whole scoop through it,
I want to make love under a streetlight
(To which I’d like to imagine she’d push
him away, but just so)
I want to pretend I’m a busker playing an
Exotic instrument, when in fact I’d just be
Beating an old shoe box,
I want to read the Ulysses and get past
Page 255 for once,
I want to burn my laptop, Blackberry, iPad,
(And she would remind him he didn’t have an iPad)
(Yeah right, she’d say, but how will I reach you?)
(She’d laugh- That’s silly!),
So that’s what I thought he’d want to do
That he couldn’t do,
As for me, I wanted to call someone,
And hear her say,
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It’s 123456 and it appeared 64 times in a list of 10000. Click to read the story here.
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Obama has won the Nobel Peace Prize… for what? Not bombing anyone yet? Give him time I say. If he’s anything like the other American Presidents, I think he is still looking for a cause.
Peace on you!
The Norwegian Peace Prize committee says he got it for his attempts at curbing nuclear proliferation and reaching out to the Muslim world. Another viewpoint is that he’s been awarded the prize to encourage responsible action. Sounds weak.
Whatever the reasons maybe, most of the world agrees that it was just too soon to gauge Obama’s mettle. Here’s a list of some of the other top contenders. Who would you choose? Share your opinions here. Comments Section is open for discussion.
Just for the record the Nobel recipient receives a prize of 10 million Swedish crowns, or about $1.4 million. For a prize like that I might just refrain from kicking stupid people in the nuts.
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Actress goes berserk at an audition. Ad for Dutch Online Film Festival. http://tinyurl.com/ykt95gx
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“The worth of a secret depends on the people you keep it from” – Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafon. Killer book!
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Sanitation professionals sometimes divide the world into faecal-phobic and faecal-philiac cultures. India is the former (though only when the dung is not from cows); China is definitely and blithely the latter.
- from The Big Necessity by Rose George
The Chinese use biogas to cook, clean and light up their houses. Biogas is produced in-house from a mix of human and pig excreta. Units called digesters essentially convert the poop into essential fuel and houses in rural areas have this facility. The Chinese are not squeamish about poop. In rural areas they have open door loos called Ni Hao or Hello and you can chat while you download your brown load. Interesting. In fact in the early part of the 20th Century, the folks in the business of carrying fertile poop to the farmers were called “Shit Lords” and a gangster’s moll who controlled the flow of poopilizer in the Shanghai docks was called the Queen of Poop. Both the parties didn’t particularly mind their nicknames.
Now coming to India, our battle against caste system begins and ends with poop. We’ve looked upon it with disgust and crinkled our noses at the folks who carried it away from our homes. A common “cure” for being touched by the shadow of an untouchable was to ingest cow dung and cow pee, and that’s just nuts, or a load of bull, and I can’t seem to get past poop cliches.
So Rose George is right. We are squeamish. They are not. The truth is that we are running out of fuel and they’ve figured how to make their own. India imports crops, China’s paddy fields are doing Tai Chi Chuan in happiness. The Chinese are proud of their fruits. They say that Night Soil or poop used as fertilizer makes their fruits juicier.
And just for that, I will stay away from Chinese Apples. They are perfect, big, green and crunchy and with a little too much happiness than I can handle.
Rose George’s book The Big Necessity: Adventures in the World of Human Waste is all about poop – where it goes, where it should go, what it does, what it should do and a whole lot more. I’m half way through the book and we have traveled half way around the world from the biogas plants of China to the Sulabhs of India, the overflowing loos of South African schools to the sewers of London and New York. And she makes a fantastic traveling companion. She’s funny, insightful and full of curiosity. It helps she’s a good writer.
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UNDP report states Norway as #1 country to live in. India ranks 134 out of 182. http://tinyurl.com/livenice Apparently we are too myopic.
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So we can show a little empathy, here’s are quick tips on how to cry on cue. http://tinyurl.com/ronadhona
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