Happy Daughters Day

My Dear Little Daughters,

You are my sun.
Full of glow,energy and life.

You are my moon,
Calm at night,
still Bright.

You are my star,
Keep me guiding,
when drifting afar.

You are the sky,
who make me soar,
like the birds who fly.

the deep blue ocean,
you give me depth,
to know the unknown.

I only hope to live upto to your expectations,
provide you what you must,
keep you like a pearl in a shell,
help your wings get stronger,
to use the gails to take you higher.

Happy Daughters Day.
(for my two sweet little angels)

Rock On...

Half a dozen glasses of wine and a pitcher of beer paid out of german tax payers money, kept my tears rolling thru out the movie.
I just dont know why....OK flick.
It was good to see Two Known faces debuting on the tinsel town.
Purab Kohli, surely was the heart of the film, maybe because i watched him too carefully. Luke Kenny, who used to be a jerk MakaPao at xaviers with his stupid long hair, acting silly, Farhan was better than expected and good that arjun didnt speak much.
Bani the TV girl, did a decent breaking of mould.

Good to see a film based on rock thru out, no hero villian shit.
One thing that did not rock, was the liberal symposium.
Guess nothing much should be expected out of these posh Meets.
Time to learn.