A Note to Terrorist

A dear friend of mine sent me this, and I Tagore Almeida would like to do the little that I can, to tell those evil people, that I love Mumbai, and Mumbai is one of the few cities in the world that is a lesson of human bonding, blessed by the Almighty, and there is absolutely nothing you can do, to break that, and us. I do feel as part of my peace and secular mission, i am still well within my means to support this letter. So read on.....

Dear Terrorist,

Even if you are not reading this we don't care. Time and again you tried to disturb us and disrupt our life - killing innocent civilians by planting bombs in trains, buses and cars. You have tried hard to bring death and destruction, cause panic and fear and create communal disharmony but every time you were disgustingly unsuccessful. Do you know how we pass our life in Mumbai? How much it takes for us to earn that single rupee? If you wanted to give us a shock then we are sorry to say that you failed miserably in your ulterior motives. Better look elsewhere, not here.

We are not Hindus and Muslims or Gujaratis and Marathis or Punjabis and Bengaliies. Nor do we distinguish ourselves as owners or workers, govt. employees or private employees. WE ARE MUMBAIKERS (Bombay-ites, if you like). We will not allow you to disrupt our life like this. On the last few occasions when you struck (including the 7 deadly blasts in a single day killing over 250 people and injuring 500+ in 1993), we went to work next day in full strength. This time we cleared everything within a few hours and were back to normal - the vendors placing their next order, businessmen finalizing the next deals and the office workers rushing to catch the next train. (Yes the same train you targeted)

Fathom this: Within 3 hours of the blasts, long queues of blood donating volunteers were seen outside various hospital, where most of the injured were admitted. By 12 midnight, the hospital had to issue a notification that blood banks were full and they didn't require any more blood. The next day, attendance at schools and office was close to 100%, trains & buses were packed to the brim, the crowds were back. The city has simply dusted itself off and moved on - perhaps with greater vigour.

We are Mumbaikers and we live like brothers in times like this. So, do not dare to threaten us with your crackers. The spirit of Mumbai is very strong and can not be harmed.

Please forward this to others. U never know, by chance it may come to hands of a terrorist and he can then read this message which is specially meant for him!!!

With Love,

From the people of Mumbai (Bombay)

The Much Awaited Return Of The BLOG

Alright – you have to give me some room here. Just married, getting used to have a gorgeous woman at home, eating my every meal at night with her, conversing while we eat, discussing what we watch, doing the washing up at the kitchen sink together & finally fighting for my share of the duvet in the middle of my sleep. Yeah, I could write the first few chapters on a book called “marriage – it isn’t a word, it’s a sentence”, but more of that later on in my life.

Ok back to the verses of life. Thanks for being patient and the kind threatening emails to resume this BLOG or else. To start with, here is something that I wrote as part of LEGACY and am still damn excited about it.

I remember the afternoon sun, shining on your hair
As you walked out of your home, how I wish I was there
Beside you, walking out with you, put the sun and sky to shame
As I would show them that I got the girl as they burn in a jealous flame.

When we talk I hear your voice say the first few words of a line
And then I drown in your world and nothing seems fine
Coz I have no idea to describe this happiness and this world
My senses die on me as it reminds me that you are my girl
And that’s all I can remember!!!

It’s great to be in love, it’s even greater to be loved the way you love me
It’s amazing to feel safe, it’s even greater to be protected the way you guard me
It’s insane to smile to myself thinking about you,
It’s strange to want to stop being a man, and become a boy so that I can run back to you
Coz I know how much you love me,
Coz I know they way you love me.

Note: Here’s something the belongs to LEGACY. I wrote it for the film, but I know where it comes from. It comes from Alia’s presence in my life and what she does to me and the way she makes me feel. It’s amazing to be loved like this and being in love comes a close second to this actual feeling. I pray that you find this love or take the initiative to be this love to the special person in your lives. Love is nothing but a feeling – it’s not associated with being physical, it’s not associated with a presence either. Love is that feeling when you know that come what may – there is this feeling that someone loves you or that you love someone – even if they do not know. Smiles & Prayers – Tagore Almeida -

Notes To Myself

I am Tagore. I have had a good life. Been very fortunate to have been exposed to most of the shades of life, bright and dull. I have tasted the sweetness of miracles in my life, and seen myself naked - exposed to the pain and loneliness of times. I truly believe that I have met the best people in the world, and passed by the evil ones too. Also consider myself fortunate that I met Satan in the closest form to being him/herself. I am grateful for it all, having been exposed to this vast spectrum of emotional colours. With all of these experiences being like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle in my soul, I look at myself now in the mirror and all I can see is - life. My life. What a splash, what a spectrum, what an amazing banquet of colours and shades. Thank you Lord.

I have written books of verses, sent them to heroes like Amithabh Bachchan and Kitaro, Steven Spielberg and Zakhir Hussain and many more. I quit my full time job, wrote a film and with no prior contacts or experience got my film sold within a few months of stepping foot into the crazy world of Indian cinema in Mumbai. Today, I have a friend for an agent, worked with another friend on a soon to be released mainstream bollywood film and made more friends within the industry. I shook hands with the Amithab and he remembered my book of poems that I sent him, and even reminded me that he thanked me for it thru a letter. I got a hug from Miss Universe Sushmita Sen, who felt comfortable to speak to me in Bengali, and then she gave me her email id and her mobile phone number. I sat and chatted with Zakhir Hussain and we connected on the spiritual side of being artistic. The lovely Mother Thereza wrote me a note, thanking me personally for a verse I had written on her.

I have made a short film, though not of the greatest technical specs, but I wrote it, directed it and put it out on the net. I have cried with the oceans a few days after the Tsunami and shared in her sorrow for what she had done. I have looked to the skies as the sun pushed in her rays amidst the rain and smiled at the sun and said 'you just have to have the last say, don’t you?'. Surprisingly soon after that I heard her roar 'Life Tagore Life!! There will always be sunshine after ever cloud. This is how I have been made by Almighty'. I smiled, the sun smiled and I reckon God looked at me from above and said 'Yeah - Now you got it'.

I am now getting married, and again I have realized that a beautiful soul who loves me like crazy, worries about me literally as much as my Ma does, nags me literally as much as my Ma does and puts up with my tantrums and moods, literally just as much as my Ma does. She smiles - ALL THE TIME, and when I first met her years ago I was convinced that she was the Sun's antenna here on earth, amplifying the sun shine here on earth. Guess what? I am marrying her. Rather she choose me to be her life partner. I cannot wait to have her home. My immediate family means the world to me, and so do a few very close friends. They love her; she takes me closer to them. What else could I ask for? Again in gratitude I bow my head in appreciation to Almighty. Thank you.

Having had a cool single life, I know the life after I get married will be equally if not better in terms of life and opportunities. I cannot wait to be a husband, a father, a son-in-law. I cannot wait to be exposed to other opportunities that God has in store for me, knowing that I am married then, would be a better time to present them to me. I cannot wait, to pray to Almighty as a couple. I cannot wait - simply coz this is nothing more than a blessing to me from the Almighty.

Look around YOU, Look Carefully - see what he has offered you. Bow in gratitude and embrace it all in totality.

Note: Pray for me, for my life to come and in gratitude for my life gone by, as I shall do the same or you. Sorry for the long delay in updating this blog. Smiles & Prayers - Tagore Almeida -

A Promise

My dearest Alia,

In true Tagore style, I had to add a doze of drama and bollywood, to everything that I do, even to this most beautiful moment of asking you for something.

I promise you my baby, that I will spend the rest of my life annoying you (like only I can), loving you like you've never known love before, to fight with you so much that you want to throw something at me (oh you know that feeling so well, don't you?) and at the same time I promise to give you a world wherein you would never want to be with anyone else but me. Because in that world, I know I will respect you, love you and give you my everything. I promise to make you my audience for who I shall write my every film, every verse and every thought. I have a wish, baby. To make you my proud wife, and a proud friend of mine. I promise to give our kids a great environment wherein they will know how to love (and tease and annoy) their mother, and yet respect her like they respect nobody else.

So my love, with all of this on offer, here I am getting down on my knee and asking you ‘Alia, will you marry me?’

Note To Alia: Please say yes, coz I need you and I love you. Nobody has looked after me the way you do. Nobody has cared about me the way you do. Nobody takes me closer to my family the way you do. Nobody has the patience with me, the way you do. So you see, I really want to marry you, for me, so that I can walk along the path with you, towards being the good person I hope to become, while helping you go where you want to be.

Note To Readers: Please sign the 'Alia Please Say Yes To Tagore' petition by leaving a comment here.

No Tomorrow

I feel so lonely, far away from you baby,
I don’t seem to like the city lights that try to impress me.
All I want is to be with you, even if just on a mountain top,
With you resting your head on me, as we watch the fields showing off her crop.

I miss holding you, and then letting you kiss me passionately,
As it just felt like every bit of beauty was flowing within me.
Then we’d touch, then we’d sigh, then we’d get taken into another world,
Wherein I see and feel nothing, except the presence of my precious girl.

Wouldn’t want to live another moment with you,
Can’t spend another minute without your touch,
There seems to be not much time, for me to tell you how much I love you,
I could write you a new book, sing you a new song, and it still isn’t much.

So come here baby, let me love you like there’s no tomorrow,
Let this moment of happiness heal our every pain and sorrow.
I feel so weak in this soul, actually in this entire life too,
You are my baby, my strength in whatever I do.

Note: Ok a lot has been happening here, i do apologize for not updating this sooner. I've been busy with the wedding plans and ofcourse as most of you know ALAG has started making the news. Anyways, here is a poem that I came across, something that I had written a long time ago. As I read it, i kept thinking about my baby. So to my sweetheart to let her know that I do intend to love her like there is no tomorrow. I pray that you all will love your specials ones and that they will love you too, like there is no tomorrow. Smiles & Prayers - Tagore Almeida -

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