Song of Myself ... (Uncle Walt in 2012)

I know that I am no Walt Whitman but it just felt like the thing to write today.

I look at myself
And I praise the start
I am quick and sharp
and have a sense of humour

I owe by wit to some people
my strength to some
and most important are my cores
My foundation by which I live

Those are my roots.
I praise myself today

I look at the morning sun
reminds me of hope
light means strength
light means vigor

I breathe the clean air
before the city dust hits my lungs
But I love the city life
The constant run
The traffic the crowd
And finding places to hang about

But as I discover the city
I do feel insignificant
Even with a thousand gadgets
The twitters have now replaced the twitting birds
And people around me play angry birds

I form possibiities
I work on them
And then sometimes
I fail.

But I create new ones
And continue in form
I am not the one to stop and wail.

I see a constant struggle around me

struggle to earn monies
struggle to prove a point
struggle to live.

I love the kiss of wind
and the touch of light
These simple nature made blessings
do remind me how fragile the world around me really is.

I have seen people die
But death is a part of living
It has to happen, it has to happen.



I travelled a bit
In the country and outside
And the basic human emotions are  the same.
I love the fact, that I love meeting people.

The each person brings some thing new to see
Each experience is like a new para in my unfinished novel.

I am still unshakled
I am still unbounded

I am just a common man
Insignificant. Unimportant.
Worthy of no praise
Or prose.
And hence I praise Myself.

BakAwaaz - Doctors

BakAwaaz - Yuvraj Singh

Bak Awaaz. Tech Aspect.

Bak Awaaz. Tech Aspect.

By Ninad Tatke.

Bak Awaaz - On the meanings

Kadam Badthe hai jab hum Ladthe hai

Kadam badthe hai jab hum aage chalte hai

Humari umeede naie kuch naya vikas ki asha hai

Kyunki ki soch ki koi seema nahi

Humare badthe kadam ab paaye naye avenues aur rhytum

 Humare badthe kadam ab paaye ek Disha naye

Kadam Badthe hai jab hum ladthe hai

Na humari soch ko koi seema hai.

Na humara karm Aadha Adura hai

Hum jo karte hai, pure dil se karte hai.

Humari raftar puri aur Swabhavik Hai.

Hum Khud Sampoorna aur anokhik hai.

By Ninad Tatke

About life.

As a new day rises

people of different beliefs and sizes

March out to crave their existence

Ninad says Life is mostly about craviings

And little efforts we do to fulfill them

But somethings, can be more than mere cravings.

On stories heard and told -

As far as stories go,
Each one has one of his/her own
They may entertain or they may bore
They manipulate or motivate or distract you from the goal
Ninad says, there is no truth out there,
Only stories well told 

Bak Awaaz

 One Day at the investor meeting.

Bak Awaaz. (On Socially relevant films)

BakAwaaz - (On Bandhs)

Bak Awaaz. (On 1975 and 2012)

Bak Awaaz ! (That the way, I like it).

Bak Awaaz ! (That the way, I like it).