"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...