Friday, February 5, 2010

Marijuana : The God of Plants



Marijuana: The God of Plants
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Marijuana has many names: Acapulco gold, Columbian, Jamaican, Maui wowie, Mexican, Panama red, bhang, cannabis, doobie, dope, ganja, hash, hashish, hemp, herb, joint, loco weed, maryjane, reefer, roach, sinsemilla, tea, weed etc.

These names are indigenous to the area they are grown in. Some people may be right in telling marijuana, weed, pot, ganja are all the same thing but there is a slight difference. Climate !!

Even in traditional marijuana-growing countries, the marijuana is often the result of several crossed lines. Jamaican ganja, for example, is probably the result of several crosses between hemp, which the English cultivated for rope and Indian ganja, which arrived with the Indian immigrants who came to the country. The term for marijuana in Jamaica is ganja, the same as in India. The traditional Jamaican term for the best weed is Kali, named for the Indian killer goddess.

The climatic difference causes a chemical concentration disparity, hence, one tends to be stronger in effect than the others (weed, being the mildest).

There are three species/varities of the marijuana plant.

1. Cannabis sativa , is a tall plant, generally between 8 and 12 feet. The leaves have long thin fingers and are light green. The more equatorial varieties have more yellow pigments to protect the plant from intense light. Sativa buds are long and thin and turn red as they mature in a warm environment. In cooler environments the buds may be slightly purple. Sativa plants smell sweet and fruity and the smoke is generally quite mild. It is a source of fiber for rope and other products and it contains THC which gives smokers the psychic effects they seek. The leaves of this plant are smoked but the most highly prized part of the plant is the top.

2. Cannabis indica, is plentiful in the Mideast, India, and Central Asia especially Afghanistan, Kashmir, and Pakistan. It is a short plant, generally between 3 and 6 feet, and its leaves have short broad fingers. The leaves are generally dark green sometimes tinged with purple. As they near maturity, the leaves may become significantly more purple. It is a strong smelling plant with a "stinky" or "skunky" smell. The smoke of indicas is generally thick and more prone to cause coughing when inhaled. Indicas are the traditional source of hashish. 

3. Cannabis ruderalis is a debated third variety of cannabis found in Russia, Poland, and other eastern European countries. Schultes classified cannabis as having three species: sativa, indica, and ruderalis based on the formation of the seed pods. There is some debate as to whether there is justification for this third category. Some features of ruderalis are large seeds, short weedy plants (4-6 feet tall) and a lower level of THC than sativas or indicas.

Regardless of whether these different species evolved from the same genus or whether one species split along geographic lines, by the time mankind came around to get high, the plant had divided into two easily distinguishable lines: 

a) sativas growing wild in almost all equatorial regions of the globe (Mexico, Thailand, Colombia, Jamaica, etc.) and 

b) indicas thriving in southern Asia and the Indian subcontinent (Afghanistan, Pakistan, India, Tibet, Nepal, etc.). 

In each case, the plants were eventually discovered, recognized, cultivated and bred for specific uses—sativas for straight smoking and indicas for making hashish and kif. These practices continued for thousands of years, without the two lines ever crossing paths, until a combination of far-wandering hippies, the Grateful Dead and the US War on Drugs brought them together for the first time.

The cannabis preparations used in India often serve as a folk standard of potency. The three varieties are known as bhang, ganja, and charas. The least potent and cheapest preparation, bhang, is produced from the dried and crushed leaves, seeds, and stems.

Ganja, prepared from the flowering tops of cultivated female plants, is two or three times as strong as bhang; the difference is somewhat akin to the difference between beer and fine Scotch.

Charas is the pure resin, also known as hashish in the Middle East. Any of these preparations can be smoked, eaten, or mixed in drinks. The marihuana used in the United States is equivalent to bhang or, increasingly in recent years, to ganja.

Friday, January 29, 2010

Friendship


Oneday many years from now we'll sit beside the candles glow

Exchanging tales about our past and laughing as the memories flow

And when that distant day arrives i know it will be understood

That friendship is the key to live and we were friends and it was good.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Ye Zindagi




ये जिंदगी... ये जिंदगी...
आज जो तुम्हारे... बदन की छोटी बड़ी नसों में मचल रही है...
तुम्हारे पैरों से चल रही है...
तुम्हारी आवाज़ में गले से निकल रही है...
तुम्हारे लफ़्ज़ों में ढल रही है...
ये जिंदगी... 
जाने कितनी सदियों से यूँही शक्लें बदल रही है...
बदलती शक्लों... बदलते जिस्मों... में चलता फिरता ये एक शरारा...
जो इस घड़ी नाम है तुम्हारा...
उसी से सारी चहल पहल है... उसी से रोशन है हर नज़ारा...
सितारे तोड़ो... या घर बसाओ...
कलम उठाओ... या सर झुकाओ...
तुम्हारी आँखों की रौशनी तक... है खेल सारा...
ये खेल होगा... नहीं दुबारा...
ये खेल होगा... नहीं दुबारा...

Ashaar






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पिछले सफ़र की धूल को दामन से हटा दो
आवाज़ दे रही है कोई सूनी राह फिर

बेरंग आसमान को देखेगी कब तलक
मंजर नया तलाश करेगी निगाह फिर

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सफ़र की हद है वहां तक के कुछ निशान रहे
चले चलो के जहां तक ये आसमान रहे

ये क्या के उठाये कदम और आ गयी मंजिल
मज़ा तो जब है की पैरों में थकान रहे

वो शक्श मुझको कोई जालसाज़ लगता है 
तुम उसको दोस्त समझते हो फिर भी ध्यान रहे

वो एक सवाल है फिर उस का सामना होगा
दुआ करो के सलामत मेरी ज़बान रहे

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डूबे हुए जहाज़ पे क्या अफ़सोस करें हम 
ये हादसा तो सोच की गहराई ले गया

यादों की एक भीड़ मेरे साथ छोड़ कर
क्या जाने वो कहाँ मेरी तन्हाई ले गया

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Thursday, January 14, 2010

Aaj bhi



Jaagti aankhon me ek toota sa khwaab, bikhra hai aaj bhi...
Har nafas bahti jaati zindgi me, ek lamha thehra hai aaj bhi...

Honthon ki har muskaan me, dard ka fasana hai ab bhi wahi...
Bebasi ab bhi tadpaati hai mujhe, har zakhm gehraa hai aaj bhi...

--abhi

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Parinda



Hamara dil savere ka sunhara jaam ho jaye 
Chirago ki tarah aankhen jale, jab shaam ho jaye


Mein khud bhi ehtiyaatan, us gali se kam gujarta hoon
Koi maasoom kyon mere liye badnaam ho jaye


Ajab haalaat the yu dil ka sauda ho gaya aakhir
Mohabbat ki haveli jis tarah nilaam ho jaye


Samandar ke safar mein es tarah aawaaz do humko
Hawaaien tej ho aur khashtiyon mein shaam ho jaye

Mujhe maalum hai phir uska thikana kahan hoga
Parinda aasman chune mein jab nakaam ho jaye


Ujjale appni yaado ke hamare saath rahene do
Na jane kis gali mein jindi ki shaam ho jaye

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Quotes



Sleepless night and lots of thoughts !!! It's time to remove the shackles, time to drop the barriers and revert to my original (only) version. It's time to break free. It's time to move away...

All these years, i have met quite a lot of people. But this very year, i am gonna encounter myself...

The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle...

One day your entire life will flash before your eyes. Make sure its worth watching...

Remember, no man is a failure who has friends...

Cheers to a good life and a merry one, A quick death and an easy one, A pretty girl and an honest one, A cold beer and another one...

And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom...

You have to walk carefully in the beginning of love; the running across fields into your lover's arms can only come later when you're sure they won't laugh if you trip...

I'm an idealist. I don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way...

How often do I desire something, and that something is already there in my heart...

People are funny. They want the front of the bus, middle of the road, and the back of the church...

The question isn't who is going to let me; it's who is going to stop me...

A great many people think they are thinking, when they are acutally rearranging their prejudices...

Man is the only animal for whom his own existence is a problem which he has to solve and from which he cannot escape...

Here's to you and here's to me, and i hope we never disagree. But, if that should ever be, to HELL with you, here's to ME...

The absurd of life is born of the confrontation between the human call and the unreasonable silence of the Universe...

Sometimes when i say “Oh don’t worry, i’m fine…” I just want someone, once, to look me in the eyes and just say “Don't, tell the truth”...

Na baat poori hui thi, ke raat toot gayi.. Adhure khwaab ki aadhi sazaa mein jeete hain...

The work will teach you how to do it...

I still find each day too short for all the thoughts i want to think, all the walks i want to take, all the books i want to read, and all the friends i want to see...

What you get by achieving your goals is not as important as what you become by achieving your goals...

God grant me the serenity to accept the people i cannot change, the courage to change the one I can, and the wisdom to know it's me...

Never miss an opportunity to make others happy, even if you have to leave them alone in order to do it...

Flatter me, and I may not believe you. Criticize me, and I may not like you. Ignore me, and I may not forgive you. Encourage me, and I will not forget you. Love me and I may be forced to love you...

Some emotions don't make a lot of noise. It's hard to hear pride. Caring is real faint - like a heartbeat. And pure love - why, some days it's so quiet, you don't even know it's there...

Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says I'll try again tomorrow...

I can't wait all my life on a street of broken dreams...

Yesterday brought the beginning, tomorrow brings the end, and somewhere in the middle we became the best of friends...

Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it...

Look at everything as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time. Then your time on earth will be filled with glory...

A person who is nice to you, but rude to the waiter, is not a nice person...

Parindo ko milegi manzil ek din, Yeh faile huye unke par bolte hain, Wahi log rahte hain khamosh aksar, Zamane mein jinke hunar bolte hain...

Friendship isn't about whom you have known the longest... It's about who came to you, and never left your side...

Indolence is a delightful but distressing state; we must be doing something to be happy...

Lead me, follow me, or get out of my way...

The purpose of life is not to be happy - but to matter, to be productive, to be useful, to have it make some difference that you have lived at all...

Life is mostly froth and bubble, Two things stand like stone, Kindness in another's trouble, Courage in your own...

We live, we die, and the wheels on the bus go round and round...

I'm afraid to win, and afraid to lose; I hate a draw and can't stop competing; otherwise I'm fine...

If you want to induce a change in your life... start with, being unhappy with the one you have...


Tuesday, January 5, 2010

The Glance, Not to be, Deep thoughts



The Glance


A casual glance reaches her eyes
Opening momentarily a window into
The life of a perfect stranger

Entering into her space
Even if only for a second
My mind plays a game
Of past lives and future dreams
With the unsuspecting partner

Romance and love live
For a few moments
In the fantasy fields
Of the mind and heart

Steal another look
And another
Before the invisible touch of attention
Summons her defenses

Too late ...

Her eyes shoot back a glance
Speaking a language
More powerful than words;
I know your game,
And your gig is up.


Not To Be


I've felt that emotion before
So the heart says to the head
But the head says no
It is not to be

The hands say yes
But the fear says no
The air smells sweet
And clouds replace the ground
but the head says it's time to go

The feeling is so familiar
Any yet something isn't right
The heart says yes
but the head takes flight


Deep Thoughts


Deep thoughts slow down
the essence of being,
unwinding the driven clock
that ticks our lives away

Sharing the journey within
provides respite and solace
to a lucky pair who
can reveal their inner souls

Connections of the mind
are footpaths to understanding
for it is the journey of two
that creates true meaning

So come with me on this
most pleasant of journeys
take my hand and wish the world away
as we discover the inner beauty
locked deep within our thoughts


Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Teri Justju



Ye barsaat ab ruke to, to apne ghar ko jaayein hum.
Boondein me kaid the ab tak, toot k bikhar jaayein hum...

Ruke ruke se kuch lamhon me, bhaagti jaati hai ye zindagi.
Ek teri justju nikal jaaye is dil se, phir gujar jaayein hum...

~Abhi


Kash-m-Kash



Tang aa chuke hain kash-m-kash-e-zindagi se hum;
Thukara na de jahaan ko kahin be-dilii se hum;


Gar zindagii mein mil gaye phir ittafaaq se;
Poochenge apanaa haal teri bebasi se hum;


Hum Gam-zadaa hain laaye kahaan se khushi ke geet;
Denge wahi jo paayenge is zindagi se hum;