beautiful poetry

 

Arundhati Roy says

 “To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never to forget.”

Arundhati Roy, The Cost of Living 

Classic Godfather

This one quote tells you why The Godfather was considered a classic on friendship and the brutal lessons of life.

 

 

La!

 

Sean Connery - last days

 (one of my most fav actors) 

In 2020, Sean Connery spent most of his time in the Bahamas, away from the noise of the industry he had long since left behind. Living in a peaceful estate on New Providence Island, he preferred long walks by the sea, slow breakfasts in the garden, and classical music in the evening. His health had been declining steadily since 2017, when early signs of memory loss and limited mobility began to affect his independence. Yet, even as age took hold, Connery remained composed and dignified, choosing silence over struggle in public.

His wife, Micheline Roquebrune, stood by him every step of the way. Married since 1975, she became more than a partner. Through the quiet, fading chapters, she was his voice, protector, and daily companion. Their home had no constant stream of visitors, only the occasional presence of close family, his son Jason, some grandchildren, and a few longtime friends from his early theater days. Connery did not crave attention or nostalgia. What he craved was calm.

He began his days early, often rising with the first light, sitting by the open terrace, listening to the breeze rustling the palm trees. A caregiver helped with routines such as bathing, dressing, and gentle exercises to ease his stiffness. After breakfast, he often listened to jazz or read from his old collection of Robert Louis Stevenson books. He rarely discussed his past work. But when he did, he spoke about "The Untouchables" and "The Name of the Rose" with a sense of satisfaction. Those roles, he believed, had let him show something deeper than charm or strength.

As his condition worsened in 2019, communication became more difficult. He drifted in and out of clarity, sometimes staring for minutes before replying, sometimes waking up in the night disoriented. But the moments he recognized Micheline were beautiful. He would squeeze her hand, murmur French phrases they used in their younger days, or smile faintly at an old photo on the bedside table. In those moments, time folded in on itself, and the man who once stood tall as James Bond softened into someone deeply human.

He never liked hospitals. Even as he needed more assistance, he refused to be moved to any facility. "If I go," he once whispered to Micheline in early 2020, "I go from home." That became the unspoken rule. Nurses were hired for round-the-clock care, but his environment remained familiar, filled with sunlight, ocean air, and jazz echoing from the living room.

By the summer of 2020, Connery could no longer walk on his own. He was bedridden, his voice barely a whisper, his eyes often shut even when he was awake. Yet, on certain days, he reached for Micheline’s hand with surprising strength or nodded gently when Jason read aloud from one of his screenplays. These small gestures carried deep emotion. When asked once by his granddaughter what he missed most, he answered with a pause and then said, “Rain in Scotland.”

On October 31, 2020, at the age of 90, he passed away in his sleep, with Micheline sitting beside him, her hand resting on his. The house was quiet, filled only with the sounds of wind through the open windows and soft jazz playing from an old radio. Hours before, he had stirred briefly, opened his eyes, looked at Micheline and said, “You gave me peace.”

His final words were soft and clear, a whisper that held a lifetime of meaning. There were no flashing cameras, no crowd of mourners. Just family, love, and silence.

In his last days, Sean Connery embraced simplicity, love, and quiet far from the spotlight he once ruled.

EVERY TIME YOU SLEEP WITH A WOMAN, YOU TRANSFER POWER

 (Found on Facebook) (partially agree)

EVERY TIME YOU SLEEP WITH A WOMAN, YOU TRANSFER POWER — WHO'S WINNING?

A Brutal Post About How Careless Sex Is Weakening Men More Than They Realize

Most men don’t understand this…Sex is not just physical. It’s transactional. It’s spiritual. It’s energetic.

Every time you have s*x, especially as a man, Something leaves you. You’re either building your strength or draining it. You’re either transferring power or receiving poison. When you climax as a man, you don’t just release semen —

You release life force. The same drive that builds empires, creates inventions, and conquers nations — You’re releasing it into random women you don’t even respect. And you wonder why you feel tired, foggy, unmotivated…

Check your body count.

Some women carry peace. Some carry confusion. Some carry grace. Others carry destruction.

But when you’re lust-driven, you’ll sleep with anything in a skirt — And wonder why your life is going backward. Sex doesn’t just feel good. It plants seeds. You might be planting vision into the wrong soil.

That’s not just about sperm — it’s about power. The more careless you are with your sexual energy, the weaker your focus, your discipline, and your drive become.

Any man can chase women, but a real man controls himself. You may think it’s just a quickie, but you don’t know what demons she’s carrying.

Your greatest distractions will often be curves. If you’re not smart, you’ll trade your future for thighs. Every time you finish inside the wrong woman, you finish a part of your ambition.

The Strongest Men Aren’t the Most Sexually Active—they’re the Most Disciplined. Do you know what turns a man into a king? Not money, not women, but control. When you can master your urges, you can master your life.

If your penis controls you, You are not a man — you are a slave with WiFi.

Stop Empowering Women Who Do Nothing but Drain You. You’re investing your masculine power into a human distraction. And wondering why you're stagnant?

Before You Enter Her Body, Ask Yourself: What am I entering into? Is this going to elevate me or destroy me? Am I giving my power to a queen — or a crisis? Because every sexual act is not just about pleasure — It’s an agreement.

BOTTOM LINE: You’re a king. Stop acting like a stray dog. Preserve your energy. Value your seed. Respect your mission. Because every time you have sex, you transfer power.

War

 

Confession

After my first divorce, I was freaking out and was psychologically in a hurry to marry again.

Family friends introduced us to each other. He was a pretty average desi guy with a mediocre income. He was married once before to an Afro-American girl and had one daughter whom he met every weekend. I never asked, but I assume he married her for a Green Card.

Very soon after our marriage, I realized I couldn't live with this generic desi person! All of my evils came out. I didn't have any justification to call off the marriage. What I did was start behaving nasty to his mother. As I planned and suspected, he could not take my (nastiest of) nasty behavior with his mother. He divorced me! My plan worked.

But till today, I was unable to forgive myself. Once all evils lose suppression, a human can do anything - like what I did to his poor simple desi mother in everyday matters of life.

I don't even wish an enemy to put bare all evils when relationships are not working. It becomes very satanic.

You can't bite water

 

(only)Observe

 

Belong

 

Mushkileñ mujh par paḌīñ itnī ki āsāñ ho gaiiñ

 

Purpose

As Ralph Waldo Emerson says: "“The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.”