fStation spread a smile.

Shoot the moon from the Sky

Fri, 23 Jul 2010 20:00:08 +0000

It all started as bit of an ironic joke…

I was disillusioned with my local M.P and made up my mind to stand against her in the general election.

My party was called “Shoot the Moon from The Sky” and my only policy was exactly that, to shoot the moon from the sky. (Really I was just giving local constituents somewhere to place their protest votes).

Due to the unusual name of my party, the local rag took some interest and organised an interview with me, where I defended my only policy to the hilt, and left the local journalist in no doubt, that the moon must come down!!

Before I knew it, this led to national coverage. Suddenly I found I had a candidate prepared to stand in every seat in the country, also a major financial backer, based on the single policy of destroying the moon, and frighteningly many of my candidates did genuinely want the moon gone!

I played along with the whole thing and went on a national tour giving speeches, declaring the moon was an unnecessary anchor, holding the earth back from bigger and better things.

I always finished a speech ready to duck from the rotten eggs, or any other pieces of over ripe fruit and veg, that may be thrown at me but instead people were giving rapturous applause!

I was glad when the general election finally came, so that I could give up this farcical charade and return to my normal life.

You can imagine my surprise, to find myself reading a hastily prepared acceptance speech, standing outside Number 10 Downing Street, in front of the world’s media.

Things seemed to gather a pace from there. A minister was appointed in charge of "moon destruction" and he set about building an enormous rocket, with all the leading scientists and engineers in the country assisting.

Other countries turned against our little Island and imposed sanctions. However, all this seemed to do was galvanise our country. People stood strong together, with a clear common goal.

My last hope of stopping this madness was the environmental campaigners. I knew they would not like to see our beloved Moon bashed to dust! However, to my horror, when they discovered that without the moon wind speeds would increase, due to the faster rotation of the earth, which would no longer be hampered by the moon’s gravitational pull, they declared we should build more wind farms. Add to that, the fact that, the minister for "moon destruction" had convinced them that we were going to use all the country’s nuclear waste to power the rocket, and all the land fill would be put in the rocket, they became one of the most vocal pro-moon destruction groups!

The moon soon became the object of everyone's loathing and frustrations. School children wrote messages of hate towards the moon, to be put aboard the rocket; bands wrote songs, mocking the ugly rock in the sky.

So here I am now, smiling at the cameras (through gritted teeth), my hand hovering above a big red button, whilst the nation completed a count down. I could see, on a TV monitor in front of me, the most enormous rocket that we had built together as a country, based on our detest for the moon. It even had “Farewell Moon” written down the side in enormous lettering. The countdown finished, I hit the button, and the thrusters fired up, and off it flew. The whole nation was glued to their TV sets for the next 2 hours, as the rocket closed in on its victim, arrowing towards its target

I could not look. What had I done? I was actually quite fond of the moon!

By Martin Fields

poem

Fri, 28 May 2010 17:43:13 +0000

Whoever you are,
I always see you in my dreams.

But I can't recognise you,
a sillhoutte figure it seems.

Whenever I see you,
My...

What my friend said to me today (funny)

Fri, 07 May 2010 22:37:53 +0000

"I am so much smarter than you" he said "keep dreaming" I said "Hey can you fold this paper in half for me" he said "yeah You are so much smarter than me" i said then i looked at his paper and he wrote his A backwards!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! o wow :p [p.s we are in the 5th grade!!!!!!!!!]

VALUE OF READING

Tue, 27 Apr 2010 01:54:31 +0000

THE MORE YOU READ.... THE MORE YOU KNOW,
THE MORE YOU KNOW... THE SMARTER YOU GROW,
THE SMARTER YOU GROW... THE STRONGER YOUR VOICE,
WHEN YOU'RE SPEAKING ABOUT OR MAKING YOUR CHOICE

સપના મા કલ્પના.

Sat, 17 Apr 2010 16:34:43 +0000

ઍક દ્હાડૉ મનૅ શમણું પડ્યું.
ભાંગ પીતા પહૅલાંજ ઘૅન ચડયું.

તલ્લીન મનૅ શમણાંમાં, ઍ અંધારી રાતમાં.
વિચરી રહ્યૉ હતૉ હું પ્રાણીઑની જાતમાં.

ફરતા ફરતા ઍક ચૉકમાં નજર કરી.
જૉતા જૉતા ઍક દ્રશ્ય પર નજર ઠરી.

દુ્ઃખથી પીડાતું તરફડતું ઍક ચૉપગું પ્રાણી.
મારાં આશ્ચર્ય વચ્ચૅ બૉલતું માનવૉની વાણી.

ઍટલામાં ઍ ઉઠી દોડ્યો ઍના ડૉક્ટર ભણી.
ઍ હતૉ કૂતરૉ, ઍક પાલતુ માનવનૉ ધણી.

"ઍક માનવ ઘૂરકીનૅ મારી પાછળ પડ્યૉ છૅ."
કહૅ, "ડૉક્ટર સાહૅબ, મનૅ ઍ માનવ કરડ્યૉ છૅ."

"ઘણાં દીવસથી ઍ હડકાયૉ છૅ.
પૈસા પાછળની દૉડમાં જૉરથી પછડાયૉ છૅ.

નથી રહ્યું ઍનૅ ભાન કૅ દયા પ્રાણીઑની.
ઍનૅ તૉ પડી છૅ પૈસા, વૈભવ નૅ રાણીઑની.

કયારૅ આ માણસની જાત સુધરશૅ?
નૅ કયારૅ આ ધરતીનૉ ભવ ઉગરશૅ?"

ઍવામાં ધુત્કારના કંઈક શબ્દૉ કાનૅ પડ્યા.
નૅ ઊંઘ ઊંઘમાંય મનૅ તમ્મર ચડ્યા.

"હડ઼" શબ્દ કાનૅ પડતા હું જાગી ગયૉ.
નૅ પલંગ નીચૅ બૅઠૅલ કૂતરૉ ભાગી ગયૉ.

- નિમૅષ શાહ

|| KISMAT || (in hindi)

Sat, 17 Apr 2010 16:33:47 +0000

Har raat ki ek subah hoti hai,
naam jiska "haqeekat" hai.

Har subah ka ek sooraj hota hai,
naam jiska "zaroorat" hai.

Sooraj ki aksar apni kirnen hoti hai,
naam jinka "fitrat" hai.

Oon kirnon ki apni garmi hoti hai,
naam jiska "aadat" hai.

Is garmi se duniya jeeti hai,
jise humse "chaahat" hai.

Oosi tarha hum tumhe chaahte hai,
kya hamein tumse "mohabbat" hai?

Duniya me sirf tum hi hamaare ho,
kya naam tumhara "KISMAT" hai?

Composer - Nimesh Shah.

|| Yet To Be Achieved ||

Sat, 17 Apr 2010 16:32:41 +0000

Whoever you are,
I always see you in my dreams.

But I can't recognise you,
a sillhoutte figure it seems.

Whenever I see you,
My soul feels sky-like high.

But as I wake up losing you,
it releases a deep sigh.

I wonder whether,
you ever dream about me?

I'm too eager to meet you,
Let any long time it be.

Are you my Love or My LORD,
I am still in confusion.

You sure are my destiny.
Achieving you is a compulsion.

~ Nimesh Shah ~

|| TREAT TO THE EYES ||

Sat, 17 Apr 2010 16:31:49 +0000

When anticipation waits,
but patience denies.

The path that brings you,
fixes my eyes.

Then you appear,
like a golden sunrise.

The whole world seems,
like a treat to the eyes.

The wind sweeps me off,
and the heart feels butterflies.

Listening to your sweet voice,
my soul touches the skies.

I deliver only truth,
and no more lies.

Living in your vicinity,
is a treat to the eyes.

Colour is just a suggestion,
and not an advice.

Red makes you more adorable,
and makes the world mesmerise.

Your style, your smile,
and your enchanting eyes.

The AURA which you radiate,
is a treat to the eyes.

Created by - Nimesh Shah

|| BELIEVE ||

Sat, 17 Apr 2010 16:30:34 +0000

Take a step ahead to walk,
and believe you are coming to me.

Open your mouth to talk,
and believe you are humming to me.

Breathe in the cool breeze,
and believe I am the air.

Turn your sight somewhere to freeze,
and believe I am there.

Savour all the food you can,
I am each piece of your meal.

Close your eyes and sleep,
I am the beats of heart you feel.

Belief is the thing with you,
I have the strongest will.

You will be mine forever,
and believe it's a done deal.

~ Nimesh shah ~

|| Follow Me ||

Sat, 17 Apr 2010 16:02:08 +0000

Sorrows are past.
Prosperous tomorrow is to achieve.
Happiness is present.
Now I am learning to live.

Neither hatred, nor anger,
nor any event to grieve.
Smiles shine on my face.
Now I am learning to live.

Success is running behind.
I am success I believe.
Failures are unknown to me,
Now I am learning to live.

Doubts are out.
Brave heart I perceive.
Fears are disappearing.
Now I am learning to live.

Mediocrity is outdated.
Healthy mind is positive.
Peace prevails everywhere.
Now I am learning to live.

Don't hate me, my Love.
I plead you to forgive.
My heart is full of Love.
Now I am learning to live.

Lord made me the way I am.
I swear, I never deceive.
Bartering is the way of world,
Love is here for all to give.
World will miss me later,
Now I am learning to live.