CHERISH with HARISH

In an effort to fly higher in the sky, little did the crow realise that it is going farther than the ground!

My-crow thinking crow-versation: Old crow- Kid, In our times, I used to fly 30,000 feet. Older crow- No in our times we used to fly 45,000 feet kid. Oldest crow- This is nothing Kid, in our time, I once flied 50,000 ft. Get it. What is your aim now! Kid crow- (scared) But I think SKY's THE LIMIT,sir! Isn't it?!

I come back to my blog afte may be a million...or a billion years. But thanks to my health getting better, I am back on my laptop, on the stage, behind the camera and every where which was out of bound for me. That morning I was brushing my teeth (like every morning) and I realised that I get the best ideas when I am brushing (PS: Albert Einstein had once said that he gets the best ideas, when he is shaving!). So, I realized why don't I give credit to the tooth brush which deserves every word of this Hindi poem... 'Main aur mera tooth brush' मैं और मेरा टुथ ब्रश सुबह-सवेरे, जब आँख खुल ही रही होती है, जब दिमाग में विचार आ ही रहे होते हैं, इन सबसे पहले आजाता है, मेरा दोस्त, मेरा टूथ ब्रश। यह कुछ कहता नहीं है, कोई राय नहीं देता, सिर्फ सुनता है, शांति से, मेरा टूथ ब्रश। पूरे दिन के शुरुआत की योजना, सारी परेशानियों के हल की संभावनाएं, सुनता है, आराम से, मेरा टूथ ब्रश। सुबह की चाय से लेकर, रात के खाने तक, सबका स्वाद चखता है, चुप चाप, मेरा टूथ ब्रश। कपड़े धोने बाद मे...

For those two crows sitting on it, it was just another wire,but for us, it was the BORDER...

Me: See, Gaddafi is dead. Now, Libya is free. Learn something from us. Crows: Libya was always free for us!

I bribe, I cheat, I lie, I fight, I pollute, I cry, Look at the crows, they just FLY...

I put an alarm on my cellphone everyday, but I usually miss it. Look at the CROWS...always up on time. They have no technology, no machines, no clocks...just the sun and the breeze. Bloody birds!

As I kept speaking of democracy, corruption and freedom, the CROWS kept ignoring me. I shouted, "You are irresponsible citizens!". One of them replied, "You talk of freedom? We are already FLYING..." They disappeared into the skies.

I said,"We live on lots of money,very expensive medicines, very high GDP's and other high stats! Do you have any of these? We're rich..." The crows replied," We live on the never-ending skies, we breathe the unlimited supply of breezes, and we drink the never-ending water bodies. None of this can be counted. Now who's richer?!" The crows flew away and I kept thinking...

If man could fly, he would set up factories, refineries and mines in the clouds...stadia and airports in the skies... Where would our lovely CROWS go then!

I said that my phone has stopped working. Now i CAN'T communicate with my friends. As a reply, the CROWS laughed out loud. They're still laughing...

For us, it was all about those tensions about the economy, agriculture, humidity, drainage systems, or the traffic jams ! For the crows, the MONSOON was just plain HAPPINESS...