Tagged !!! .... contd.

Oh and by the way... here is what all that jazz was about the tag :D

1. If your lover betrayed you, what would your reaction be? -
Hmmm... surprised, shocked and well would be in search of the reason for doing so, trying to get the better of that reason, try and be a better man, a better person. Betrayal doesn't happen on its own, there's always a reason behind it and more often solving that would be more than an answer to everything else.

2. If you can have a dream come true, what would it be? -
Same as my taggers response.. "will not disclose. But if my dream comes true, I will be a 'happier' person.

3. Whose butt would you like to kick? -
Mine. (Again similar response... not a single person other than my own ass) :D

4. What would you do with a billion dollars? -
Travel the world, help the needy (no kidding i really would :)), maybe start my own "Make a Wish" foundation :D

5. Will you fall in love with your best friend? -
Rather, let me put it this way, the one I love would be my best friend :)

6. Which is more blessed: loving someone or being loved by someone? -
I would say both. It's not really a choice between the two, bcoz either way it would be an undermining the other by making a choice, to the loved one and the one who loves, I am believe both are a blessing in their own.

7. How long would you wait for someone you loved? -
How does one wait for someone you 'loved'. You wait for those whom you 'love'. And when in love, there is no time line, there is no end.

8. If the person you secretly like is attached, what will you do? -
Be happy for them?? I dont know... still trying to figure out I guess :P

9. If you could root for one social cause, what would it be? -
Bob Marley's song "One Love' comes to mind. A cause to spread the message that we are all one, and when we are one, nothings bigger than that

10. What takes you down the fastest? -
Hahaha... my weight I guess :D

11. Where do you see yourself in 10 years time? -
I Don't. I don't see that far. I hope, I dream that far :)

12. What’s your fear? -
Not being able to stand up to my beliefs and proving myself

13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is? -
A person whom I would def love to know more of. A tad crazy as she says, but then again, who isn't? And another person I envy bcoz she worked with Google!!! :D

14. Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor? -
How come married and rich are never an option in such cases? What's wrong with that? Between the two, well its not married but I'd rather be Poor and in love. However, I'm going to be in love and rich and hopefully married too :D

15. What’s the first thing you do when you wake up? -
Try not to open my eyes and see reality. But then again, its after u wake up, so the minds already on its walk through the thoughts of...

16. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously who will you pick? -
Not gonna happen. And even if it does, the answer would only come to you then. :)

17. Would you give all in a relationship? - Undoubtedly

18. Would you forgive and forget someone no matter how horrible a thing he has done?
If I forgive, why would I forget someone. I forgive bcoz the person matters and not to forget him/her. Yes, I'd forgive and forget the thing but not otherwise.

19. Do you prefer being single or in a relationship?
I'd prefer being the only one in a relationship

20. List of 6 people to tag:
Well, from the ones who read my blog a few prefer to remain anonymous about it, a few who follow to keep track of my mind and where it's going this time, a few who do not blog, a few who have already been tagged and well then there are the others... :P :D
So nope... no one to tag in particular, its out in the open for anyone & everyone

Tagged !!!

To be honest... I was tagged over a month ago by " Naaz :P ". But, I did what comes to me best... Procrastinate (!!) over it.

Have followed a lot of blogs, a lot of people responding to tags, their thoughts, their responses to the questions. However silly or otherwise the concept might be never did find myself getting bored of reading them. Okay.. maybe a few. But, I have found many a witty responses too. Probably that's one of the reasons why I never did get myself to doing it. Somehow keep getting this complex that my answers might be wierd, well then again, my answers will be wierd but who cares right? It's not like I am safeguarding myself against an impression that my readers would form about me. And even if they do, so what? What is there that I can do about that? It doesnt change who I am.

So thank you Naaz (:P) for giving me my first tag :)

The last few lines again...

The last few lines from the movie "Death Race"

"Someone once asked me... Did I think I was the best future for my little girl...
No one in this world is perfect... Everyone knows that...
But I love her more than anyone else can possibly could...
In the end... that's all that matters"

Hmmm.... Have got nothing else to say that...

The last lines....

The Last few lines of "Hellboy (2004)"...

"What makes a man a man... a friend of mine once wondered...
is it his origins the way he comes to life...
I don't think so...
It's the Choices he makes...
not how he starts things...
but how he decides to end them."


Hmmmm... I am not sure what to make out of it... still doesn't say where I need to walk towards... not about being a man...
But more about the choices... the heart says one thing and well.... no the mind doesn't say the other.. but it sure puts questions in one's head.

A Blip I am once again :D

Hmmm...... I am now finally once again a blip in the world wide web... alright that prob dint make much sense... basically I now have internet once again... now that once again would raise a question of obviously... 'what do u mean once again?'

Well I had moved out from my friends place to nearby where now I stay alone... in a room with a terrace for company and well.... lets leave the rest :)

After struggling for the past 3 weeks or so without internet decided to get it at home last week... and after some more struggle have finally got it installed at my place :)

So yeah in a nutshell there u go... I am now ONLINE :D

August Rush

The Music is all around us... All you have to do is 'Listen'

- August Rush

Inspirational stuff???

Something tht a friend suggested to me... hmmm...



Hmmmm

Another Day... Another Time

No... this is not related to what I had written earlier... but this has to do with some gates being closed temporarily a few months ago

I have booked my GMAT date. Yeah, for those who were not aware (are there any really???), I am giving my Gmat again. The Date is 12th Oct 2008, 1345hrs.

Have this mixed feeling going on in my head, not only a feeling of fear, worry, anxiety, trepidation, but also excitement, hope, belief, faith, confidence.

By 1800hrs on that day... I hope to be a happily ecstatic man and come out of the center smiling with having taken many a steps closer to an ambition that I've had since long.

Wish me luck guys... for every dream is achieved by taking one step forward, however related or unrelated, but its the step forward that counts :)

Here's to fulfillment of dreams :D

Here's to the Class of 2009... the way I always used to understand it to be :D

Hmmmm :)

St John Chrysostom said

“Those whom we love and lose are no longer where they were. They are now wherever we are.”


To live in this world

you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;

to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;

and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.

Mary Oliver


Courtesy: Jo McGowan's Blog

Ask Calvin's Dad - hehehehe - Nice one :)

Stolen from someone who stole them from Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson.

Illustrating the value of a good explanation in science education!

Calvin: Why does the sun set?
Dad: It’s because hot air rises. The sun’s hot in the middle of the day, so it rises high in the sky. In the evening then, it cools down and sets.
Calvin: Why does it go from east to west?
Dad: Solar wind.

Calvin: Why does the sky turn red as the sun sets?
Dad: That’s all the oxygen in the atmosphere catching fire.
Calvin: Where does the sun go when it sets?
Dad: The sun sets in the west. In Arizona actually, near Flagstaff. That’s why the rocks there are so red.
Calvin: Don’t the people get burned up?
Dad: No, the sun goes out as it sets. That’s why it’s dark at night.
Calvin: Doesn’t the sun crush the whole state as it lands?
Dad: Ha ha, of course not. Hold a quarter up. See, the sun’s just about the same size.
Calvin: I thought I read that the sun was really big.
Dad: You can’t believe everything you read, I’m afraid.

Calvin: How come old photographs are always black and white? Didn’t they have color film back then?
Dad: Sure they did. In fact, those old photographs are in color. It’s just that the world was black and white then. The world didn’t turn color until sometime in the 1930s, and it was pretty grainy color for a while, too.
Calvin: But then why are old paintings in color?! If the world was black and white, wouldn’t artists have painted it that way?
Dad: Not necessarily. A lot of great artists were insane.
Calvin: But… But how could they have painted in color anyway? Wouldn’t their paints have been shades of gray back then?
Dad: Of course, but they turned colors like everything else did in the ’30s.
Calvin: So why didn’t old black and white photos turn color too?
Dad: Because they were color pictures of black and white, remember?

Calvin: Dad, will you explain the theory of relativity to me? I don’t understand why time goes slower at great speed.
Dad: It’s because you keep changing time zones. See, if you fly to California, you gain three hours on a five-hour flight, right? So if you go at the speed of light, you gain more time, because it doesn’t take as long to get there. Of course, the theory of relativity only works if you’re going west.

Calvin: Why do my eyes shut when I sneeze?
Dad: If your lids weren’t closed, the force of the explosion would blow your eyeballs out and stretch the optic nerve, so your eyes would flop around and you’d have to point them with your hands to see anything.

Calvin: How do bank machines work?
Dad: Well, let’s say you want 25 dollars. You punch in the amount and behind the machine there’s a guy with a printing press who makes the money and sticks it out this slot.
Calvin: Sort of like the guy who lives up in our garage and opens the door?
Dad: Exactly.

Calvin: What causes the wind?
Dad: Trees sneezing.

Calvin: Why does ice float?
Dad: Because it’s cold. Ice wants to get warm, so it goes to the top of liquids to be nearer to the sun.
Calvin: Is that true?
Dad: Look it up and find out.
Calvin: I should just look up stuff in the first place.

Calvin: How come you know so much?
Dad: It’s all in the book you get when you become a father.

Hmmm.... or is that Awwww :D

It's been long since I have posted something as many have pointed out to me (alright not many... but atleast a couple of them) :D :D
Anyway, this is not exactly a post that would meet their expectations but then well... couldnt help but post it here... not really sure why though :P

Here's a video that I came across by accident...




The tag to this video was that it was the Best Marriage proposal ever... but then I am sure it being a home video the views are but obvious :)

I wouldnt call it the best proposal... I myself have a few ideas of my own ;) but that's not the point... it most certainly must have been such a nice experience making all the arrangements and the after-effects... all making it an "aaawwwww" moment :D

It's a really nice video for what it's worth in my opinion... a bit lame towards the end but then who Am I to be saying that.. right?
Enjoy :)

Wat Can I Say....

Love is always patient and kind,
It is never jealous.
Love is never boastful nor conceited.
It is never rude or selfish,
It does not take offense and is not resentful.
Love takes no pleasure in other peoples sins, delights and the truth
It is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope and to endure whatever comes.

- From "A Walk to Remember"

Untitled.... :)

Something that I found on youtube... actually no... another blog... but well it deserves every bit of space tht it takes up here... and I am only happy to put it up here...

Do Watch it... its short... but speaks volumes...




How tired i am of this unbearable distance between us
How i long for the toll of the recess bell
Have u forgotten me; grown mindless of me?
Tell me i am not writing into an abyss
Or that is what will become of my heart.....

My Ride's come to town :D

On a Friday afternoon, despite the long hours of waiting under the hot sun... walking here and there on the platforms in search of him... feelings of disappointment creeping up when he wasn't to be seen anywhere.... blank responses from the officials around... with vague remarks to continue the search elsewhere... I began once more in the search as advised elsewhere... However, it was then that I noticed him being brought out with the help of two men, slowly lowered to the ground and it was then that I truly saw the majestic entrance that he made :P

It was with a smile that I welcomed him, with joy that I ran along to these officials to get everythin in order now that he was in plain sight, within reach... just a few more minutes to pass by before we were together once more :D

However, our joining wasn't meant to be so easy I guess, lunch time had somehow loomed over our getting back together, the officials had to have their lunch followed by a queue for others who were there for materialistic things. Despite all this, when the goal is in sight, when victory seems not far away, the heat, the pain, the hunger all seem to dwindle away and there is a sense of calm, a smile that pulls u along and that is how it was for me. With all the formalities done, there I was finally together with my ride :) :D :D

This joy is something that can only be felt and not told. My Ride's come to town, returned to where it belongs, on the road with me :)



(Heehehehe... funny post aint it... but absolutely enjoyed writing it actually ;) )

A Thousand splendid suns - Khaled Hosseini

" One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs,
Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls. "

Don't know why but I just had to post it here... this is an extract from the email to my friend from whom I borrowed this book. Was intending to read "The Kite Runner" first but was told that this was better (a personal choice of this friend) and was steadfastly given it even before the other :)

Well I do not blame it, I got to read a good book and now I am only looking forward to reading the Kite runner so I believe this book has done its job and stands by its appreciation.

~Quote:

" I finished a thousand splendid suns... amazing book... simply too good. well written, depicts a very true and nice picture amidst all the pain and demolitions... as u said it almost makes u feel as if u were there.... its made me feel good about people.... restored my faith and respect for the afghans.... (nahi seriously) i was sick abt the fact tht they had destroyed so many things and i am not talkin abt just buildings but sacred artefact's, the statues (the most!) .... but i forgot tht just as many of us feel abt it... surely there are their own people who detest it... all tht happened. might sound silly but well it sure makes me feel good... and last but not the least... gives u the strength to believe in faith and having hope. despite whatever there is always light at the end of the road. it might not be the same picture tht u had in ur mind but surely gives u a chance at painting it the way u want... build it towards the way u see it :)

thanks for the book.... honestly... i loved it.... to mariam & laila... inshallah! "

hehehe.... seems to be a bit funny the way i wrote it... not exactly a book review... not entirely how i feel abt the book.... but certainly the way it came out from my mind and onto the keybboards... so not gonna make any changes... am sure i could do a better job at it... but i am gonna let it be. thanks for the book :)

~Unquote

Well.... as I said, not exactly a review...rather not a review but how I felt after reading the book. To those who are reading this post... get a hold of this one... you certainly will not regret it.

The Video....

Here's the video to Green Day's :Boulevard of Broken Dreams" Just to continue on my last to last post :D

Hmmmm

I read this from another blog that I follow every now and then... found it to be an interesting read... not that I agree with it completely... but does give one food for thought...

I dont know why... but well here is the post that I am talking about

I Walk Alone.... Boulevard of Broken Dreams

A couple of weeks earlier... after returning my friends sister's scooter (An Activa actually but some stubbornly prefer calling it a scooty) at mehrauli....
I decided to walk back... I had no destination in my mind... Just music in my ears... words in my mouth... thoughts in my mind to give me company along that walk.

The walk started from the interiors of mehrauli... the smallest of bylanes that one can imagine... through shops... with people sitting around on the steps... peeping through their balconies.... some walking past to get to their homes... some walking by aimlessly with their friends... having a good time... and in midst of all this there I was... walking past with a song in my lips... and a tempest of thoughts and emotions... varying from every song that was being played... relating each and every one of them to some thought or the other... always putting two and two together and getting five... despite knowing that the answer should be 4... but how else would I be able to explain why they were not fitting... why things were not in its place...

Well anyways I kept walking... from thinking to the next bus stop to the next... kept walking like this till I had reached almost IIT... this was late in the night at 10... I was supposed to go to my friends place to pick up his bike... just dint feel like stopping... wanted to keep walking... but some sense got to me finally.. it was too late... and would have been indecent of me to barge into a home late in the night to take a bike that too for my own cause... too much to ask even if the friend would have understood... (funnily he realised without my saying so that I had been walking a long distance)

Well anyways that was the first part of the walk... a good 7-8 kms... dint realise how time went by...

Moving on to a few days back... took the bike and ripped across gurgaon to delhi... just to meet a couple of friends... in the night... there was nothing else remotely motivating on the offer.. not even a couple of drinks ;) ... yet I decided to go for it... it had been quite sometime since I had met them... so I ripped across town... met them at priyas... from there went with them in their car leaving the bike in the parking to pandara road for some dinner... time 1230am... post dinner me and my friend decided to walk back home... so that the other two friends could go back without any more trouble since one of them had a migraine... and had to go all the way to mayurvihar... another corner of delhi... I had no problem in making up my mind for the walk... surprising to be honest... wasnt sure that my friend would make it though.. but anyways we decided to go ahead... convinced our friends to leave without us... the time 0215am....
so there we were a couple of crazy guys one holding on to his helmet... walking in the middle of the night with no idea of the roads... but just decided to go back walking home...
The two of us were surprisingly silent on the walk back home... with the occasional banter of how our legs were feeling and yet felt we could keep going on... the random songs tht we sang... and from my end to be honest.. the occasional 'whats going on in ur mind' to escape from being questioned the same... just to show that I am very much present there physically as well as mentally. Well anyways, we reached AIIMS soon enough after making a slight halt at safdarjung flyover to enjoy the view... sadly it wasnt to be with all the construction going on... yet we stopped for a couple of minutes...and walked on...the time 0400am. We got there in good time actually considering tht we had decided in our minds tht it wouldnt be a surprise if we made it only by 0600am :)

I dont know why I wrote all of this... I remember I had this song in my mind before I started putting all the above onto paper... my walk from mehrauli...
Silly isnt it? Well... I remember humming to the song too while I was walking :D

"I Walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Dont know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
and I'm the only one and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a..."

Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Green Day

Anyways... to finish the incomplete post above... decided to take an auto as I had to get back to gurgaon... so went till priya's got a decent rate even @ tht time of the night (I wonder how tho) picked up the bike which neither one of us were counting on to be there (considering tht we had no papers on the bike... all lost... its his bike btw) dropped my friend back home... had a smoke half heartedly... but then neither felt like it so threw it away... and I rode back enjoying the beautif ul sky and the wind in my face.... in no hurry... glad abt tht too... coz funnily when I did make it home... I was stranded outside the house with no keys... as my friend was gallavanting himself somewhere in Delhi (For all tht walking tht we did, we had a guy who cud have easily picked us up...)
Well sat on the bike outside the house... under the black sky just the moon for my company :)

The Reason..

A Beautiful song... by Hoobastank.... the reason... dont knw wat to write... have so many things going on in the mind... too difficult to put them down on pen n paper...
Here's the video along with the lyrics...

The Reason - Hoobastank

I'm not a perfect person, As many things I wish I didn't do
But I continue learning, I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go, That I just want you to know

I've found a reason for me, To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new, and the reason is you

I'm sorry that I hurt you, It's something I must live with everyday
And all the pain I put you through, I wish that I could take it all away
And be the one who catches all your tears, Thats why i need you to hear



I've found a resaon for me, To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new, and the reason is You [x4]

I'm not a perfect person, I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go, That I just want you to know

I've found a reason for me, To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new, and the reason is you

I've found a reason to show, A side of me you didn't know
A reason for all that I do, And the reason is you

Ice - Pice :D

Alright... I give up... I admit that you have been able to get here... albeit maybe with some good directions (not with a help of a map I am sure but yet with some help)... ;)

Let the brickbats soon cometh too... and yeah not to forget the bouquets if deserved :)

The Notebook

This is how the movie begins.... something thats being said in the background...

"I am nothing special; just a common man with common thoughts, and I've led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect I have succeeded as gloriously as anyone who's ever lived: I've loved another with all my heart and soul; and to me, this has always been enough. "

I must give credit to JD, thats from whom I first read these lines... fell in love with it then... got the movie and saw it recently... worth all the trouble I guess... It was Lovely

The letter that Noah writes to Allie:
"My Dearest Allie. I couldn't sleep last night because I know that it's over between us. I'm not bitter anymore, because I know that what we had was real. And if in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I'll smile at you with joy and remember how we spent the summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds, and that's what you've given me. That's what I hope to give to you forever. I love you. I'll be seeing you. Noah"

The arguement that they have...

"Young Noah: Well that's what we do, we fight... You tell me when I am being an arrogant son of a bitch and I tell you when you are a pain in the ass. Which you are, 99% of the time. I'm not afraid to hurt your feelings. You have like a 2 second rebound rate, then you're back doing the next pain-in-the-ass thing.
Young Allie: So what?
Young Noah: So it's not gonna be easy. It's gonna be really hard. We're gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, for ever, you and me, every day. Will you do something for me, please? Just picture your life for me? 30 years from now, 40 years from now? What's it look like? If it's with him, go. Go! I lost you once, I think I can do it again. If I thought that's what you really wanted. But don't you take the easy way out."

The easy way out... how does one recognize whether or not its the easy way out? How does one figure out whether it is actually what one wants?

I dont knw... I just have these simple beliefs... yet they are the hardest to follow... probably thats why I believe more in them... A little bit of hope... the rest are all just prayers... this way or that :)

an earthbound misfit....

above the planet on a wing and a prayer
my grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air
across the clouds I see my shadow fly
out of the corner of my watering eye
a dream unthreatened by the morning light
could blow this soul right through the roof of the night

there's no sensation to compare with this
suspended animation, a state of bliss
can't keep my mind from the circling sky
tongue-tied & twisted just an earthbound misfit, I

Yet another movie

One sound, one single sound
one kiss, one single kiss,
a face outside the window pane,
however did it come to this?

A man who ran: a child who cried
a girl who heard, a voice that lied
the sun that burned a fiery red
the vision of an empty bed

The use of forge, he was so tough
she'll soon submit, she's had enough
the march of fate, the broken will
someone is lying very still

He has laughed and he has cried
he has fought and he has died
he's just the same as all the rest,
he's not the worst, he's not the best

And still this ceaseless murmuring,
the babbling that I brook,
the seas of faces, eyes upraised
the empty screen, the vacant look

A man in black on a snow white horse,
a pointless life has run it's course,
the red rimmed eyes, the tears still run
as he fades into the setting sun

My Friends First Post

Alrighty... My good friend Anant Chhibber... aka Antz... has taken his first baby steps to this blogging world...
He has written a really nice post about his cycling expedition commomerating World Health Day conducted by the Cycling community of Delhi, part of a Yahoo Group...

I must admit... I would have loved to be a part of it.... I mean the cycling experience... and I guarantee ya'll, If I were in Delhi I sure would have been giving my friend company for this... :)

For all those who are interested in going through his write up you can visit Anant's Blog that is there on the right under Blogs I read... and if that's too much work.. Just Click Here

Nothing Else Matters

Nothing Else Matters - Cover by Apocalytica

Came across this video on the Rosebowl channel... one of the rare mallu channels that I like... prob because they show less of Mallu ;-)

I love the whole setup... the background... the idea of just the performers... cellists (?)... really nice.. ... nothing else matters - Cover by Apocalytica
Came across this video on the Rosebowl channel... one of the rare mallu channels that I like... prob because they show less of Mallu ;-)

I love the whole setup... the background... the idea of just the performers... cellists (?)... really nice... should be more of these :)

"The Cuppycake Song"

No lip-syncing here folks, This is the REAL DEAL!: The original 1994 video of "The Cuppycake Song" (words and music by Judianna Castle) being recorded by the original artist (our daughter, Amy at age 3 yrs, 10 mo.) in our home studio.

Although there were many takes of the song during the session, this was the one that made it onto our BALLOONS children's CD(www.cdbaby.com/buddycastle)and the one which has generated so much interest on the internet.

Since uploading "The Cuppycake Song" to the web in 1996, it has truly taken on a life of it's own. On You Tube alone, there are currently over 2,000 videos using this song! In the last ten years we have received thousands of unsolicited comments from people of all ages across the US and many countries around the world who have been touched by this simple song and the tiny voice that sings it.

Now at last, you can see the face that goes with the voice. This should finally put to rest the false rumor that the song was sung by Strawberry Shortcake.
To read some of the many listener comments and to see additional photos of Amy, please visit us at www.cuppycake.com

Amy will be 18 on April 2, 2008 and enjoys creating
and editing her own videos: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kQeGpmxcXMI

P.S: Amy sure seems to have grown.... ;-)

My Trip to Space - A Poem

"My trip to space was splendid,
it was beautiful indeed,
we could see all the planets,
and went far far away,
from the earth
just like small birds
we fly in the sky
no worry no school
we longed to be
in the sky forever"

This poem (??) was written by me (with a lot of help from mom I am sure) maybe when I was 8 or 9 years old. I found this in a diary recently...
I don't know why I post this here.... I mean why give a spade to be hit upon ;-)
Yet, somehow, I was smiling when I saw this... smiling at the silliness of age... I am sure I must have been dying to get out of writing this at that point of time, giving a hell of a time to my mom :)
Still, I guess I would like to keep this memory running... reminisce sometime in the future... ie of course assuming that this blog lasts that long... and I continue to visit if not keep writing :D

Ye Ye... :D

Yaaaaaaayyyyyyyyy :)

Have now officially started working on My Photo Blog

Hope to keep adding more pics... Just wish my hard disk that contains all the snaps starts working somehow :(

Pray for me Brother....

The first part of a possible series by A.R.Rahman...

What do I think of it?

Well I like it.... its a nice video... the use of just and black and white enhances the look.... and rahman sounds good when is singing in English.... I like it :)

At your side....

Nothing much to say here.... Everything’s been said... everything and more...

Gali mein aaj chand nikala….

Its funny how some things happen... ok.... maybe funny is the wrong word here.... but well I dont know what to make of it...

For the past couple of weeks and more… the moon has been pricy with its appearance.... havent been able to see it… have missed having the conversations that we used to have… ( yeah… talkin to the moon.. makes me a crazy person.....right? but then again does it??? )

Today someone posted this song on their orkut page...



A very beautiful song... soft and melodious....

Later during the night.... someone else (edition done - :) ) updates their profile on orkut... makes me go crazy... I dont know why it still affects me.... why I behave so… I mean.. I seem to be contradicting myself... but anyways... beginning to act mad and all hassled, I decide to step out for a walk and a smoke... and voila!!! The moon is out there... in the clouds.... with them still trying to cover the light shining through... sort of like a mist around it.... and the first thing that comes to my mind....
Jaane kitne dinon ke baad.... gali mein aaj chand nikala...

Must be purely coincidental that chand is someone I treasure... someone whose profile got updated.... another reason for me to lose my mind... seems paradoxical in some way.... I dont know.... but what is that I have done... what is it that I do....

Jaane kitne dinon ke baad...

gali mein aaj chand nikala...

Today's fortune

Today's fortune: You will never need to worry about a steady income

Ha Ha Ha... who's ever worried about a steady income.... its the unsteady income that I am worried about.... ;)

Please anybody out there ready for a trade off.... ???? :D

Aaarrrrrgggghhhh.....

Aaarrrrrgggghhhh..... Been wanting to write for so long now... have so many things that I want to write on... somehow cant seem to take the time out for it..

Alright Alright... I am just a lazy Bum procrastinating... something that comes easily to me I guess ;-)

But how can I help it if all these great mind wracking ideas come to me when I least expect it and when I am not near a pen n paper (the computer.. so to speak)

I have had the title... the text everything running through my mind....except it never gets down to paper... and all of this is happening probably while I am having a conversation with someone else or when I am doing something else.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhh

Today's Fortune...

Today’s fortune: You never hesitate to tackle the most difficult problems

Ha ha ha…. nice isnt it…. feels good… somehow we tend to relate with all that’s good going around you…. and also more-so to the bad things too….

Well I somehow am not sure about the fortune above… I havent tackled any of my most difficult and urgent problems of mine… hell I am not even sure what they are… everything seems to be so jumbled up… but then again.. thats been the way with me I guess…

Random Thoughts...

it sure feels lonely……

I’ve been alone before…. but this sure takes the cake….
its like being alone from inside… how can that be… u cant be alone… u always have u with you whatever might be the case… but this time around… its seems like even that ‘u’ part is somewhere far away with her…
dont get ur mind running… the ‘u’ here is not her… i meant it more in the sense of the conscious… the soul.. the heart…
Yeah i know…silly…. maybe pathetic actually… to be saying this and writing it down to top it all….
but well… i guess i am saying the truth… why else would i be doing this…

you know its funny how things turn out…
i messed up…big time… i begged for another chance… i get it (?) and then as it would turn out…. i was at a place again begging for a chance for the same mess up… the same that had happened back then… somthing that whatever I did… it would never change… anyways… this is not abt tht… i got the chance… i worked on it… doggedly this time… with nothing in my hands…
somehow i began to think that things were changing… for the better this time… yeah the problems were there… there were problems she had…and i thought i was trying to the best to help her…. but somehow as it happened to turn out… it wasnt… or maybe it wasnt enough… well whatever it might be…
well surprisingly… i give in this time… (since she was sure that she was not happy with the way things were)… and me the silly fool that I am… told her that nothing else that mattered than her happiness… and if she felt that it was the right thing and that this would make her happy…so be it..
dint really know then… that was like the last nail on the coffin… my coffin… its true nothing matters than to see her happy… to see her smile… to see her feel free…
but somehow somewhere along the way… i kinda forgot how tht wud make me.. rather maybe i really did not forsee what that would do to me… no not her happiness and her smile and her being free…. but on the contrary… the lack of all those in my life… her presence… her everything…
and here i am now… at this juncture where somehow strangely i am not able to tell whether she is all that i just said…
i keep reassuring myself that maybe she is happy… that i am sure there are people keeping her happy and smiling…. however… i dont know why… its this strange new feeling… as much as i try to convince myself… i keep getting this thought… i dont knw… this question keeps creeping up… is she really happy… no not in the sense that a lover would ask or rather would secretly hope for… (being selfish ie) but well no… this is something different… i dont know… i somehow feel this inside… keep pacifying myself that its just mind games… but then… i dont know….
as much as i want her back… as much as i love her… i somehow still keep going back to saying the same thing… i hope that she is happy… that she is smiling.. that she feels free.. she feels the way she wants to feel…
i dont know what else to do… there have been many a times when i had wanted to say to her… but then… i really dont want to spoil anything for her… i really dont want to be the reason for her messing up something… i wish i knew what to do… and please not the regular jazz… let it go… move on… stuff like that… but no… i wish i knew what i could do to help her… i wish i knew…..

i miss it.. i miss it all… i miss everything… sometimes i miss me…. strange isnt it?
dont bother… its just the crazy me…. the nomad..correction…. the mad nomad :)

On Love...

This is something that I found on another blog that I have started following recently...

The answers to most of the questions if not all was a yes from my side.... does that mean I am in love with me... does that mean that I was in love with the person that I once was... and most importantly does that mean that I was honestly in love?

But what matters probably is not how I see my answers as... but how the other person sees them... what the other person has to say to them...

And unfortunately, maybe not all questions that matter to the other person have been asked over here.. and maybe that's where I have failed miserably to be in a miserable situation like this. Aaah the joy and pain of being in Love... :)

Well here you go... the post that I have been talking about...

How do you know if he is the one?

1. Does he love you (he must have said it once sometime back then. Try to rack your brains and bring out that memory)
2. Does he try to make you feel better? (he might not succeed most of the times but trying matters)
3. Does he listen, atleast most of the time (when there is no match going on in TV or when he is not in the loo)
4. Does he always listen when you crib abour your hair and your weight though he may not agree with you on either complaints?
5. Does he reiterate that you did the right thing when you doubt yourself?
6. Does he ask you to go home and take rest when you say you have a bad backache or a sprained foot?
7. Does he make you laugh even when you are feeling really low and sorry for yourself?
8. Does he eat your cooking without saying anything bad about it?
9. Does he mention you on and off in conversations with other people, always fondly?

If your answer to most of the questions up there is yes, then you are goddamn lucky. Remember that not everyone gets a guy who is willing to do all this for them. Yes, they are a strange species, but then, so are we. Enjoy what you have.

I Feel terrible....

I am feeling terrible :( :( :(

Was worried that someone was sad... thought so because I saw something that made me think so... wrote a message hoping that it wasn't so... hoping that all was well...

Dint get any response and well maybe I was being optimistic hoping for one too...

After sometime looked back at what I saw that made me think like that... and fortunately or unfortunately saw it in a new and different light...

the results.... wonderful... realised that prob someone wasn't sad at all... on the contrary may be happy... that thought alone makes me happy and maybe to an extent relieved...

but to be honest... it makes me sad and miserable inside... not because someone is now happy... but because the reason of happiness makes me feel sad for myself...
how pathetic is that... why can't I just stick to feeling happy for someone... why must I run my mind along...

Ohhh I feel terrible.... MISERABLE !!!

Principles... and Me... :)

Today's fortune: Your principles mean more to you than any money or success

:D :D :D

What are my principles anyway? Do I really stand by them... as much as I believe that I do... I sometimes wonder whether its just a matter of convenience...

Truth is the hardest thing... or is love the hardest thing??

May be truth in love and the love for truth is the hardest ;)

Mindless ramblings of a mad nomad... I know!!!

New York Minute.... :)

Don't you sometimes see something and wish that you were a part of it... something fun and yet meaningless....

Well this for example is one of the wierdest but coolest thing that I have seen...

Don't believe me??? See it to believe it... :)

The Video

And for those who are interested in seeing the video that I found to be best suitable for the song below... rather maybe the one that I was best able to relate with... then here it is... although you would have seen it already on my profile...

Had gone through many others including the soundtrack version (OST Serendipity) but then this is what I found to be the closest to what I feel... especially the beginning few lines that's written... sometimes I wonder whether it makes me feel any less if it wasn't written/said by me in the first place... but well I can't help it if someone else beat me to it... or may be someone else is out there who feels the same way as I do...

Anyways here's the video... the distance by evan and joran

The Distance - Evan and Joran

The sky has lost its color
The sun has turned to grey
At least thats how it feels to me
Whenever youre away
I crawl up in the corner
To watch the minutes pass
Each one brings me closer to
The time youre cominback

I cant take the distance
I cant the miles
I cant take the time until I next see you smile
I cant take the distance
And Im not ashamed
That with every breath I take Im callinyour name
But I cant take the distance

I still believe my feelings
But sometimes I feel too much
I make believe youre close to me
But it aint close enough
Not nearly close enough

I cant take the distance
I cant the miles
I cant take the time until I next see you smile
I cant take the distance
And Im not ashamed
That with every breath I take Im callinyour name

I brave fire and I brave rain
To be by your side Id do anything
I cant take the distance

I will go the distance
I will go the miles
Thats how much you mean to me
cause I cant take the distance
I cant take these miles
I cant take the time until I next see you smile
I cant take the distance
And Im not ashamed
That with every breath I take Im callinyour name
I cant take the distance

Its hard to remember
As long as youre away
When I find solace
Theres only one way

Daily Quote - Although I have my reservations against it

This is the quote for the day that I received in the mail today...

Happiness is not in our circumstance but in ourselves. It is not something we see, like a rainbow, or feel, like the heat of a fire. Happiness is something we are
~John B. Sheerin~

I dont know... but is it really? I seem to agree and disagree with the author at the same time. Happiness is definitely something that we are.... but at the same time... isnt it also something that we feel... the joy... the excitement...happiness... arent all these feelings?

Will write more on it...unfortunately I need to be elsewhere right now... so better leave

Cyril's Talks....

This is something that my good friend Cyril Towle wrote... what is now almost 4 years ago... he wrote this while hogging on to the system at my place while I completely refused to pay any attention to him... however this is in no way a defense to what he has written below.... I shall not prolong this prologue from whats coming ur way... however I will provide this disclaimer.... forgive the language.. all that I have to say in defense for it is... He is an MA in Literature ;)

Trust me its an interesting read though

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The process of knowing some body is one which never does come to an end atleast in ones own lifetime, this of course has been my own observation and i admit in all modesty is susceptible to my inexplicable prejudice nonetheless i realise this is as rampant in others and hence i shall not in a magnanimous manner let go of my chance to decry or rather upbraid my good friend Sandeep for his most uncharacteristic behavior the one he displayed so recently shocking me out of my living daylights. My good reader might by now have perceived the change in my diction and i have done so as to keep my reader in good spirits since none whatsoever would want to be too involved in an academic dissertation, which is true in my case too despite the fact that i am so mercilessly made to read through reams of sepia tinted texts that the university in all its gracious self has decided is for my good, how, is something i shall not ask my self nor press upon the gentle reader to do so.
Reverting back to my initial interest namely my friend i must first admit for the benefit of the reader, that he has time and again proved himself absolutely indispensable and the favors that he has thus heaped on me are disproportional to what i have myself extended in exchange, but even so i have not spared to overlook his not so significant flaws. Like for instance sandeep’s penchant to singing aloud much to my chagrin and that of the others but that is nothing compared to what he does at dinner which being downright boorish i shall not dwell upon for fear of disgusting gentle folks who happen to unfortunately stumble upon this absolutely redundant piece of observation. There are of course other gentle qualities like his competence and generosity. But they never can help outweigh his ever so increasing amount of disturbing whimsicalities and oddities.
Now, this good friend of mine has spent time doing a lot many tasks which have in retrospect proved merely time consuming and invariably taxing on our feeble finances. One such task ofcourse that we never fail to undertake on each of our outings is to provide ourselves with a sumptuous meal. I have often tried to discern the origins of such a suggestion but have failed on more than one occasion. Yet being acquainted with my friend’s gluttony i can safely presume that it begins or rather originates from the very depths of his voluminous belly. The cry being primeval is potent enough to coax me into presiding over the feast and my generous heart quite willingly complies with his constant request. Our company has many a times suffered the calumny of lifeless onlookers. Like once when we holding hands were looked upon as couple with perverse sexual preferences!! But i did not let that disturb my status quo in the least. For they being lowly Indians have always failed to comprehend the genius that drives one away from the mainstream very much like our own Ramar Pillai who went on his furtive search to concoct the so sought after viscous ominous liquid petroleum, giving our IIT’ians a run for their money it is a different matter that they managed to turn the tables on the unsuspecting

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Don't say I dint warn you ;-)

Dream on....

Seems like ages ago when I got this... and yet seems like yesterday....















With a sweet note inside...


Still dream of it... more than you would probably ever know... To hold... to touch... to look ahead... from the rising sun... to the setting sun... from the coolness of the rising moon to the setting of the twilight moon.... from the start to the end of a circle :-)

Dil Se Re....

A very nice song sung really well by Rahman...

Amazing....

Really dont want to write much about it... watch it.... wonder whether there are many who have such amazing talents....

They really do use it for more things than just one ;-)

For the time being....

But for the time being... I shall just multi task and write about things that I dont have to give much of a thought...

Just copy from here and there what I found to be nice....

So many things to write......

There are so many things that I feel like writing right now... about so many things...

Sitting and chatting right now with my dearest....

I hope that I am able to sit down and write about the things that I want to write later on...

Miss everything... but then again.. even all this is new to me... although it seems like all that I have done ever....

Contrasting isnt it?

On love and its loss or on hope and faith??

A very beautiful song that I have always loved... something that I always used to sing... still do more so...

love the lyrics... the way its been sung... the visuals... everything about it makes me feel good... gives me hope... love it completely....

sometimes I think how silly it is of me.... to believe in it... to think of all this... to be like this... but then again.. I begin to realize... this is like my second skin.. this is the way I am.. this is how I feel.... this is how I love...

does everything that I feel hold no truth... is it just something that I dont realise and understand... are the people around me telling the truth... should I stop believing in myself? Should I stop believing in the one thing that I have always believed in and stood by... my self... my conscience

I wonder where the road leads .... I wonder what role I am to play....

For those who get to read this do listen to it as well....

Advice from a friend....

A thought that I had put on my profile:

"What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us."

A response that I got from a good friend of mine:

What would lay within you would only be subjected to you but what lies behind you tells u about the lessons you should learn from life and what lies before you tells u the possibilities to explore which is not only subjected to you but also your near and dear ones who cross their fingers on it... and wish that you should open your eyes and start walking on what lies before u.. as yr future effects us all in a way
stopping and soul searching is an easier option to fight current circumstances
all the best buddy...!!!


Words that demand a lot of thought... thinking has never been a problem for me... its the execution that I seem to fall short of... soul searching.. something that I keep advising everyone.. turns out I should be doing that myself.. not just doing it but taking the next step forward...doing something about it!!!

About Letting Go.... Moving On...

Letting go...

What is it that one is supposed to do wheb they are to let go? What is it that they are to let go? Their feelings? Their emotions? Their dreams? Why?


Moving on...

Now this seems to be another favourite and probably closer to the mark. One needs to move on. But then again, move on from what? Your dreams? The things that you had imagined? From something that had you be the happiest? So if everyone just keeps letting go and keeps moving on then how is it that all great people fulfil their dreams their desires that they have despite all the obstacles they face? I might be no great person but why should I be expected to let go and move on? Move on from something someone that I treasure the most? I cant do that.Much more than anything else I dont want to!!!

I wonder how... I wonder why

sometimes i wonder how can someone not understand how much someone means to someone... how they cant understand how much somthing means to someone.... but then again i think maybe its me who doesnt seem to understand how much someone wants something else... its maybe not someone who doesnt understand

Rock me gently,,,

nothing much to say but.... rock me gently.. :)

Slight correction

A slight correction to the previous post however inconsequential it might seem....

what I had actually meant when I wrote....

"I like the video a lot... reminds me of the things I did... of the things that I dreamed of doing..."

it should have actually read.... still dream

:) :) :)

may be a fool's paradise... but surely is a happy fools paradise

Raindrops keep falling on my head....

...
I like the video a lot... reminds me of the things I did... of the things that I dreamed of doing...

and well...
"But there's one thing, I know
the blues they sent to greet me won't defeat me.
It won't be long 'till happiness steps up to greet me"

I just hope that the happiness is the one that I hope for.... Here's "Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid"

With a little help from my friends.....

Here's another cult song.... titled... "With a little help from my friends"

I present two versions... the first famously sung by Joe Cocker at Woodstock '69 and the other by the Beatles....

First, Here is Joe Cocker...



And now presenting the Beatles...



Dunno, which one is the better... but then... thats just a matter of choice...

The minds in a turmoil....

From the City of Angels....

And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am



And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am

Feels Good......

Feels good to be online.... feeel alive ;)

Will be right back soon.... hopefully :)

Until then stay good be good.... and always be happy.... atleast do ur best :)