A New Year Gift!!!

Received the most happy news yesterday.... :-) I'm selected to work with The Infosys...:-) I'm so happy... So will be in the Infosys campus on the 16 th of Jan.. So 2006 seems to have a great start....:-)

There are a lot of hands behind this victory... My friend rags, sandy and Kots..( all nick names) They helped a lot in making this happen.... Thanks a lot buddies....:-)

Lots of things to be done... So got to go...:-)

Babye 2005

Hmmm.. finally writing after a long time...:-)

So this is my last working day for the year... :-) 2005 in general has been a hotchpotch of both happiness as well as sorrow. It has brought some enjoyable moments.. Also some sad happenigns which i wanna forget...:-)

But on the whole it has been a very nice year where i realised rather learnt the truth of how sweet the world can be towards u as well as the other ugly side...:-)

I have learnt about myself..like how strong i am from within.. blah blah blah..

And i have made a new friend to mark the year 2005.. There are mnay but this one is a little spl.. I call him Kots.. A very sweet, intelligent person.. who knows what he wants to do... and he is a down to earth person , very kind...and also a lot of brains... So he is one among my favourite friends list...:-) Hmmm and now my friends list is getting longer and longer... :-)

Anyways gotto go now... :-(

Babye 2005 and welcome 2006 :-)

Let 2006 fill all our lives with happiness and let success embrace us as we move on....:-)

A weekend in Darkness..

It was raining heavily when i reached home on friday. I was drenched. Mom started laughing looking at me seeing me dripping inspite of me wearing a raincoat. Stepped into the house and i was surrounded by darkness. Realised that the power had gone...:-((( It has ben raining for thepast 1 month, but we did not suffer any power loss till now. Waited for the power to come back.But it did not. So went to sleep...

Got up in the morning hearing my mom's voice... "Get up baby!! Come see the rain. Its pouringcats and dogs..." So got up and stood there watchign the rain. I was filled with happiness seeingthe rain.:-)) it was as though the sky had torn and is pouing all water which it has stored over theyears. When the rain stopped for someitme i went out and stood in the stream that was formed due the rain in front of my house. I was filled with happiness from within...

All this happiness lasted only till the moment before i came to know that a tree had fallen on theelectric pole and the wires were cut. Then i understood the reason for power failure. And i also realised that its not going to be set right immediately. But also understood nothign can be done over that. My mind was not sad for a long time it was back to pavilion where happiness was filled.

Both my mother and I went around the place to see the water thats over flowing form the near by lake. Lots of people had come and we stood there seeing lots of children fishing.. then even i wanted to stand in he wtaer my mother said she doesnt want to fall sick and so she would not step in the water. I was too happy to think about falling sick so went and stood in that chilllllll water... playing with thosechildren who were fishing....

Back to home.. No power and so no TV. What a bad weekend. And to add fuel to the flame they were telecasting one of my favourite movie. But then was helping mom to cook or the night too as there wont be any power. Then as evenign set in there was ottal darkness all over the place. So we lit lamps and were sitting inside the house to escape from the predators (mosquitoes).

I felt as though the time machine has gone back ot he early 19th century where people lived without power.then i realised how much we are dependent on power.. then i understood the real value of my stream in my UG.(I'm a engg graduate in the EEE discpline..hehehehhhehee)

Life would have been tough without power..Phew!!! Cant just imagine a live without power.

At night i did not get any sleep so just opeend the window and kept on gazing outside... there was no light and they said it will be repaired only on Wednesday...

Even Sunday went without power..

And on Monday started to work hoping taht the current should come atleast today...Kept on calling mom and asked " Has the power come?" Mom kept replying "No" And i had no hopes that there will be power at home and when i reached hte station..I was shocked to see the neighbouring areas alos were suffering a power loss. And when i reached home to my surprise the power had come in the meanwhile.

My God the happiness which i derieved when the power came after 3 days cannot be explained with words. I thanked Edison from the bottom of my heart...:-)

Long live Edison's fame!!!!!

Bakra

Yesterday I became a prey of this damn Crush Calculator. One of my classmates had forwarded it to my friend Hum (name changed). ANd iused to check Hum's mail for Hum doesnt have the access in office. But yesterday i saw this mail and wanted just to calculate. So i entered my name and also Hum's name (just for fun) and pressed this Calculate button on the form. My fae was fine till then...

But after i clicked the button, fate started laughing at me. Instead offinding what i was expecting i only found a message saying that i wasfooled. For whatever i typed in the page had gone to the common friend who had sent Hum this mail...

It was the last thing i expected to happen....:-) Now this friend keepspulling my leg saying that he will let Hum know. I was a little worried over this....

But to my surprise this has given me a sweet surprise to me today. Humcalled me after a very long time... I was very happy to talk to my friend after a very long time and then i started expplainign what happened. Hum couldnt jus stop laughing..

I jus thanked God that nothing turned up serious.

My invasions to the kitchen has increased by folds not find food to eat but then to cook :-)

Have written down a lot of recipies and also taking catering classes from mom. Actually i find it to be really a nice thing to do. I'm gaining expertise only in cooking non-vegetarian food ( Vegetarians kindly excuse...) Also watching all cookery shows and taking down recipies.

Even today i did not have work at office so i had been to my aunty's house (jus sneaked out of office) and when i was talking to her got a book to read where she had written all recipies to make cake and wine... So jus noted it down (hope i make them in future...)

I even tried cooking food on my own (without any help on last two sundays). ANd to my surprise it came out good. Food was delicious and my family members liked the spread too... It was fun cooking for my family. No wonder why mom derives so much pleasure in cooking for us... She takes so much strain in buying all vegetables (when you dont get them in a particular season) and cooking us food... Love you mom for that.

So have decided to cook or atleast help mom in the kitchen every weekend. :-))))))))

Who are we to draw lines?

India's victory over Srilanka

India won the series with Srilanka. And Dhoni finished the match with a tremondous six. :-) What a way to finish a match i mean to win a series. Never have i been so interested in Cricket. But today was soemthign unusal. tough i'm siting in office i managed ot get the scores through the net. never have i done this before. The team has proved its worth.

Hats off to the Indian team on their continous victory over Srilanka in this series.

The journey begins!!!!

Memoir of Moments

Events of today are the history of the future..

Once lost are lost forever........

Knowing what we did helps us to know what we didnt and thats exactly what we need for peeking into the past and shaping a better future.

Nov 2

Its quite boring today. And i seriously have no mood to work. No mood to sit infront of this computer. Just feel like switching it off and pick up my bag and walk off without saying anything. For the past 3 months work has had is spell on me. Wanna a big break. Not just a break but a

BREAK !!!!

Diwali

HAPPY DIWALI !!!

Made in Heaven Part 2

For those who have missed the first part...

Made in Heaven Part 1

The second part follows here.....

Of course I felt that the photo looked familiar. Because this was not the first time I was seeing Chandini.

My mind went back to my college days. Particularly to one incident that happened six years back. I was in the third year of my engineering. I had mastered the tricks of engineering education. Sleep all through the semester , take photocopies of some cheap book from a local author 3-4 days before the exams , skim through them the previous day of the exam and write some stories in the paper. This policy didn't fetch me great marks but it sure saved me from disappointments. I had lost interest in the system when I had got a paltry 50 - odd in one of my most favourite subjects while my friend had scored 80s in that subject after writing the story of the movie "Lagaan" during the exam. But exams bothered me only occasionally.

I lost sleep due another topic related to my college.

Chandini.

We both had chosen the same engineering stream so we were in the same class. Since she had joined school earlier and me missing one of my school final exams due to typhoid, she was younger than me. I never talked to her much except during the times I had to talk to her during practicals. She was a fairly popular personality in the college. She was very good in singing and used to win prizes in almost all college culturals. I usually go to all those culturals under the false context of taking part in some competition but end up losing all of them ... I never minded that. My aim had always been to applaud her singing, congratulate on her winning and exult at her success as she accepts the prize in the podium with all modesty. How much did I have to tell my self to snap out of her thoughts!!! But I couldn't..
I tried to reason with my heart. I put forward points in front of myheart and used to list girls who were more beautiful, smarter andmore friendlier towards me and demanded explanation for this crazyfascination I had towards Chandini. My heart would smile back at my mind and would say "You will never understand, don't give me your equations, this is not maths!!!!"I was going through this torture for a good part of three years. Torture!! What an understatement!!! I had thought that it should be made mandatory, that all secret agents should have gone through love. Anybody who had gone through love can take any other torture this world has to offer. I would have given anything to know whether I was in her heart. I was getting sick of imagining favorable interpretations for her simple activities.I felt the sensation of being applied "Oldspice"(after shave lotion) after getting shaved, when she talked to me. I didn't know whether to enjoy the chillness of her words or the exhilarating pain of my love.I used to wait for that "golden glance" of hers everyday and used torejoice all day by playing the glance again and again in my mind. Everyday was confusion as to whether she was an angel or the most beautiful witch born to torment me*I went through thousand more thoughts like this. I was really longing to express my love.

BUT HOW????
The opportunity presented itself when we went to industrial visit to Ooty.
Industrial visit????

Well.... It was just a fancy name we had given for our excursion.After a brief visit to "Hindustan Photo films" to justify the"industriousness " of our visit we went to various other places ofattraction including the "Botanical garden". I had made up my mind to confess my love during this trip and was waiting for the right time. The chance presented itself during our visit to the botanical garden.There were 7 of us in our gang of close friends, three guys and four girls including myself and Chandini who stuck together as we visited the various places. As we were roaming about in the garden, Chandini suddenly stopped. 'I can’t walk one more step from here on!!! You guys look around and come back. I will wait here" "hey come on!!!! We wont go all the distance, we will just see a few more places, also we cant leave you alone here", one of our friends exclaimed as he looked around into the darkness that was setting in. I knew this was my chance. "Why don't you guys carry on?? Even I’m fairly tired. I shall stay back with Chandini and we will wait for you guys".Everyone seemed to like the idea. Soon we were left alone and we sat on the lush green grass. After the initial chat about the trip I slowly gathered boldness.

"Chandini"

"Ya ", she was resting her head on her folded hands and was gently closing her eyes.
"I want to tell you something", I felt some non-existent block gettingstuck in my throat. She raised her head and looked at me. I cleared my throat.. "I wanted to tell you this for a long time. Whatever it is please don't be angry on me" She smiled gently. "Hey Vishwa, your buildup is scary, you are talking as if....." she stopped suddenly. "As if....." , I enquired softly. "As if.. as if you are gonna propose to me or something!!!! ", she let out an uneasy laugh. I didn't answer her. She had guessed it!!!!
"You are right Chandini", I replied

"Right about what??", she was at her irritating best.

Why do these girls want everything to be spelled out perfectly.

"You are right Chandini..... I .... Iam........."

I couldn't raise my tongue.

"I want to marry you Chandini, I want to make you part of my life" I felt as if a huge 1000 ton container was removed from my heart. I was waiting for her reply.
She didn't answer for a while. I would have happy with that, had I known the words she uttered next. "Whats wrong with you Vishwa, have you gone mad or something???" I felt as if my eyes would pop out of my head as I tried to control my tears!!!
"I mean!! I thought you were a smart and decent guy!!! I......" She never spoke for a while. "So you don't love me????", I couldn't believe I was asking this ... The message was clear but I wanted the exact words from her mouth.
"Of course not!! Did I ever behave as if I was in love with you???" I felt as if my heart was beaten up by thousand goons. "So you never felt love towards me?? Not even once?? Not even one instance????", I knew it was pathetic but I couldn't help asking her this.
"Oh Vishwa!!!! Iam so sorry to say this. See I have a lot of respect and admiration towards you but love!!??? That is different.. You can’t coerce love from someone. It should happen by itself. And I don't feel that towards you but........" She stopped as she saw our friends coming back.We never talked about this after wards and I tried to avoid her as much as possible. Since I was an introvert by nature, nobody suspected anything.I didn’t feel any grudge or remorse towards her and thought I would never see her for the rest of my life.

Apparently I was wrong ......

IF

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

--Rudyard Kipling

Falling Leaves

I was thinking of old friends today
and how many of them have slipped away.

Moved, got married, or stopped calling so much,
Found new friends, got busy, and just lost touch.

It reminded me of falling leaves .
Every autumn the leaves fall from the trees.

Some stay longer than others, but eventually -

Each leaf must fall, I'm told,
leaving the tree alone to face the cold.

Why is it that in the time of utmost need
the leaves would seek to leave the tree?

And when we need our friends around
we look and they cannot be found?

Of course these friendships come and go
and in the spring new leaves will grow.

But I prefer autumn friends of old
with crackling laughter and colors bold.

And then I thought of you.

That one stubborn leaf that won't let go.
That clings despite the winds that blow.

Fighting ice, and snow, and winter's stings
Hanging on right through till spring.

So I guess that's what you are to me -
The very last leaf to leave the tree.

I know it seems silly, but it's true.

When I see that last leaf...
I think of you.....

don't drift away....

will you???

I dont want you to...

Feast for the eyes...

A beautiful view of Thiruvanamalai in the night on a full moon day also can be seen is the famous jothi.

Things to remember..:-) and follow too

Have a firm handshake.

Look people in the eye.

Sing in the shower.

Own a great stereo system.

If in a fight, hit first and hit hard.

Keep secrets.

Never give up on anybody. Miracles happen everyday.

Always accept an outstretched hand.

Be brave. Even if you're not, pretend to be. No one can tell the difference.

Whistle.

Avoid sarcastic remarks. - Important

Choose your life's mate carefully. >From this one decision will come 90 per cent of all your happiness or misery.

Make it a habit to do nice things for people who will never find out.

Lend only those books you never care to see again.

Never deprive someone of hope; it might be all that they have.

When playing games with! Children, let them win.

Give people a second chance, but not a third.

Be romantic.

Become the most positive and enthusiastic person you know.

Loosen up. Relax. Except for rare life-and-death matters, nothing is as important as it first seems.

Don't allow the phone to interrupt important moments. It's there for your Convenience, not the caller's.

Be a good loser.

Be a good winner.

Think twice before burdening a friend with a secret.

When someone hugs you, let them be the first to let go.

Be modest. A lot was accomplished before you were born.

Keep it simple.

Beware of the person who has nothing to lose.

Don't burn bridges. You'll be surprised how many times you have to cross the same river.

Live your life so that your epitaph could read, No Regrets

Be bold and courageous. When you look back on life, you'll regret the things you didn't do more than the one's you did.

Never waste an opportunity to tell someone you love them.

Remember no one makes it alone. Have a grateful heart and be quick to acknowledge those who helped you.

Take charge of your attitude. Don't let someone else choose it for you.

Visit friends and relatives when they are in hospital; you need only stay a few minutes.

Begin each day with some of your favorite music.

Once in a while, take the scenic route.

Send a lot of Valentine cards. Sign them, 'Someone who thinks you're terrific.'

Answer the phone with enthusiasm and energy in your voice.

Keep a note pad and pencil on your bed-side table. Million-dollar ideas sometimes strike at 3 a.m.

Show respect for everyone who works for a living, regardless of how trivial their job.

Send your loved ones flowers. Think of a reason later.

Make someone's day by paying the toll for the person in the car behind you.

Become someone's hero.

Marry only for love.

Count your blessings.

Compliment the meal when you're a guest in someone's home.

Wave at the children on a school bus.

Remember that 80 per cent of the success in any job is based on your ability to deal with people.

Varam

The Festival of Bengal...

Durga puja is an important festival in the land of Bengal. I have heard that this festival is so colourful and is celebrated in a very big manner in Bengal. I have heard that every street has big idols of Durga ma and they jus look very beautiful. These idols are decorated so beautifully with flowers and with all bright colours. And she is portrayed in different avatars, like a mother who is very kind with that love radiating in her face , like Kali who fights against evil , a face filled with rage, and so many other avatars.....Its all hear say. I wanna celebrate Durga festival in Bengal atleast once. Actually i have quite a few Bengali friends . Wanna enjoy being there during the Durga puja time, enjoy every minute of my stay there. Hope my dream comes true.

Rex D'Souza (My latest CRAZE)

Rex is my latest craze. Aftre seeing him perform oneday now i'm a regular viewer of FAME GURUKUL. He is fabulous. His voice is jus amazing. Must here him prform "Dol baje Dol Baje" and "tadap thadap". I jus melt seeing him perform. His smile is just mesmerising. He is a total store of energy. At times i wonder form where on earth does he get so much energy and he sees to it that he does justice to his singing too. he deserves to be one of the two winners. But i get angry when he keeps calling Ruprekha, " Rupu Darling Rupu darling " ( actually jalan ho raha hai) .

But this week he is in the danger zone. I pray he is one among the two who are going to celebrate glory.

Just like the increasing number of old age homes there is also a considerable increase in the number of orphanages. We find many in and around the city. Why do people abandon their own flesh??? If they won’t be able to bring up children then why on earth give birth to them? There are also many other reasons like for want of a boy baby they abandon girl babies. Fine let’s forget this for the time being but what want to say is something different…

There are so many couples who are not blessed with a child. Why can’t they adopt a child and give him/her a meaningful life. At the same time they make theirs too meaningful. But they only keep cribbing that they don’t have a child why can’t they adopt and be parents to an abandoned child. By doing so we would have helped the country in reducing the number of orphan children.

One of my class teachers did not have a child and so she adopted a small 1 month old girl baby and now she is in her 2nd std. Tina is such a sweet kid. She has made their lives a very happy one. She is everything to them. My respect for my teacher has increased by leaps and bounds due this reason.

Those children long for our affection and help. Lets adopt a baby and leave no one without anyone. All they need is only our love ….

Azhagu nilave kadavu thirandu arugil vandaye….
kadavu thirandu arugil vandaye,
Enadu kanavai unadu vizhiyil ezhudi vandaye,
Oru palaivanamai irunda vayitril palai varthaye,
Indha paavi unnai sumakavillai nanum un thaye….
Azhagu nilave kadavu thirandu arugil vandaye….

What hurts u a lot?

What hurts u a lot?

a) Being hurt by someone u trust a lot.

(or)

b) Being trusted by someone whom you have hurt a lot.

When it comes to me its only the second one eventhough the first one is equally hurting .

Krishna's words....

"Whatever happened, it happened for good. What is happening, is also happening for good. Whatever will happen, that too will be for good. What have you lost for which you weep? What did you bring with you, which you have lost? What did you produce, which has perished? You did not bring anything when you were born. Whatever you have, you have received from Him. Whatever you will give, you will give to Him. You came empty handed and you will go the same way. Whatever is yours today, it was somebody else's yesterday, And it will be somebody else's tomorrow. The change is the law of universe."

- Bhagavad-Gita

There is nothing that we cant do. The DIFFICULT takes some time and the IMPOSSIBLE a little Longer 

Sheesha ho ya dil ho aakhir toot jatha hai...

Everything is fragile, be it glass or relationships. Both have to be handled carefully. Once broken it cannot be mended back. Modern technology might help to bring it back but then the scar always remains which reminds of the damage already done. No point in worrying over it after it has happened. It would be too late. We need to be extra careful when we deal with things. Have to be very cautious to avoid extensive damage that might ruin our mental stability, peace.

Let’s believe in ourselves and make our surrounding a happy one wherever we are.

A thing of beauty is joy forever…..:-)

I love him...:-) 

God's Painting...:-)

After gazing at the beauty of this place for a long time, I can feel God's hands in craeating such beautiful place.
That lovely slash of colours that are very bright... It also looks like a palette holding very beautiful colours. Wish I was here... enjoying this beauty of Mother Earth...:-)

My cycle journey starts again...

After 1 year and 3 months, I rode my cycle today. Learnt to ride a bicycle when I was in my 3rd std. From then on went to school in cycle. Then as years rolled by I reached college, and still was using my cycle. But after joining work, got dropped and picked up by my chweet bro or father morning and evening. But yesterday my chweet bro go my cycle done properly and gave life to it. So form today onwards my journey on cycle has started. He was having enough fun making fun of me for I did not even touch my cycle after joining work. Was happily getting dropped in my vehicle. He said “Nisha now don’t dream at u cycle in ur sleep and stat pedaling, sleep peacefully and get up earlyf o you have to go by cycle.” I could smell that sarcasm in his statement. Everybody in my house were laughing. But it is fun to use my cycle again. But I could sense the pain in my calf muscles. But think it would become alright if I start using it regularly. So henceforth I will be enjoying my bicycle rides again....:-)

Chalo Chalo.......:-)

G3's wedding....:-)

Today is my sister's marriage. By now the marriage should be over. And my sister has turned out be a beautiful young married woman. This is the first wedding in my father’s side. Unfortunately, I was not able to be at the wedding. .. :-(

There should have been lots of functions right from last week. Many customs. And she should have been looking so beautiful in that silk saree and those jewels and obviously that curved smile in her face. It would have been fun to be there. Meet everybody, Exchange hallo’s and get new friends…. And swirling around like a gentle breeze. But me at work…:-(

May God bless the couple with abundance happiness. :-)

Made in Heaven- part I

I was having breakfast when my mom reminded me " You remember that you have to come early today isn't it???" Yeah sure , ma ....." , I stopped chewing and looked at her. "what for ????? " For a minute she was trying to guess, as to whether I was joking. "Oh yes!!!!... so its today!!?? " , I remembered suddenly. "Why didn't you remind me?? "Do I have to remind you everyday that we are going to see a girl for your marriage?? What kind of a guy are you??",she got up as she said it.I had been postponing it for a long time,but the time had come when myparents had to start looking for a girl for me. After extorting a halfhearted approval from me my mom had shown me a photo a week back as I was getting ready for office. "Have a look at the photo", my mom said as I was tying my knot.

I had a brief glance at the photo as I came to the dinner table. The girl in the photo looked kinda familiar. "So what do you think", my mom was relentless. "you mean , the photo??? Shoddy graphics!!! The guy wont last a day in our company's quality control" , I laughed aloud. "Be serious Vishwa!!!! We can go the girl's place if you say yes."I looked at the expectations and curiosity in her face. "Ok ma , we can go to her place , you are happy now???? But one condition!! It will be just me ,dad and you, OK??" I hated the idea of choosing my life partner in between a circus with all and sundry.

After that day I totally forgot about the incident and my mom also didn't talk about it. She might have told me about it in the evenings (late nights rather) , when I come back from office everyday but I would be too tired to listen to her during those times. I was a little excited as I drove my way to office. But there was something deep in my heart which prevented the happiness from being complete. May be it's the thought of being on the verge of losing the freedom of being a bachelor. I got lost into fantasies of married life.

I slowly open my eyes as I wake up to the morning. I see her watching me with coffee in her hands. She had taken hair bath and had neatly rolled up her hair with a towel .. "What are you looking at", I ask her with a smile in my face. "You look the best early in the morning", she whispers in my ears with a giggle. "So do you ", I try to pull her to my side as she falsely tries to get away from me all the while balancing the coffee in her hand. I stamp the brakes as an idiot swerves unannounced in front of me from left. These guys should be shot, hanged twice after being cut into two halves. I lose my temper as my heart starts beating faster.

I had no realization of the morning passing by as I was deeply involved in a proposal preparation. I took lunch well past the lunchtime. After the lunch as I sent the mail to onsite my mind was filled with thoughts of the evening. Suddenly I wanted to see that photo. I cursed myself for not having the photo with myself. I could hardly remember the face. I knew it was impossible to judge a person just by looking at the photo. I had had experiences in the past when the person turned out to be quite different to the impression I had formed on seeing the photo. I had a strong belief that all photos were touched up to show the person in the photo in the best light possible. Reality is what counts. In reality , the most beautiful people we know need not have the best facial or physical features. It all depends on the thousands of other things ,half of which cannot be explained. Other half being the person's thoughts, actions, manners, speech etc etc.The major work for the day had been finished and there were other smallstuff, which had to be taken care of. Otherwise there was nothing elsewhich was urgent enough. There was a call from home reminding me of our program in the evening. I quickly wrapped up my work and reached home getting past the colleagues who looked at me quizzically for leaving early. I hadn't told them about my evening plans. The girl's house was fairly away from the city. As I was driving with my parents ,I suddenly remembered. "Amma!!! Whats the girl's name??? " "Very good!!! Atleast now you remembered ", my parents laughed aloud. I blushed.

"Her name is Chandini"

Chandini..........

Hmmm interesting name.

We reached the place. There was some close relative of the girl who was waiting for us in the road to make sure we don't miss the place. I thought the people were overly courteous. I liked the girl's dad. He looked cool with a gentle smile in his face. Her parents were carefully listing the girl's credentials without making it sound as "over qualifications" !! Mostly there were descriptions about the girl being so obedient,homely etc etc and how she will make a perfect family girl! So sad how much a girl's parents have to do while trying to get their daughter married.

I thought Soon it was time for the girl to arrive. " Chandini , could you please bring some coffee for us??", the girl's dad exclaimed towards the kitchen. Chandini..... hmmm interesting name.I felt again...I could hear the sound of her anklets getting bigger. The sound was sorhythmic. I got impatient. Then she entered the room. She was wearing mild make up and was wearing a traditional silk saree. There were some extra gold ornaments adorned and there was slightly excessive lip stick. Inspite of all these "extra fittings" , she looked fairly simple which I liked.

But more than everything ,there was only thought in my mind!!!!

Oh my God............ This is Chandini.......... My Chandini

(To be continued............)

Its one week since i wrote.. In this one week a great thing had happened. One of my train friends had go maried and now she will be based in hyderabad. And it was real fun shopping for a present for her as her wedding gift. Rest of us ahd gone for shopping it was real fun. God bless her with all happiness

After 11 years...

It happened on Sunday but it is as fresh as a flower that has bloomed today in my memory. Met a friend after 11 years in the Chetpet railway station. This place has helped me to meet a lot of friends. The latest being Balaji, who is my classmate till my 6th std. After which we lost contact, and its been 11 years since then. So was talking to him for quite some time. The feeling of getting back something you lost after a real long time is just awesome. It fills you with happiness. And that too at a time when you least expected it to happen. I thought I would never get to meet him in my life again.

We were talking about what happened after we left the school. A 11 years story in jus 30 mins. Then finally the train had come and I had to leave.

But this meeting has paved a way for a friendship that would last for a lifetime.

Paper Roses!!!

I realise the way your eyes deceived me,
with tender looks that I mistook for love.
So take away the flowers that you gave me,
and send the kind that you remind me of.

Paper roses, Paper roses,
Oh! How sweet those roses seem to be.
But they are only imitation,
like your imitation love for me.

I thought that you would be a perfect lover,
you seemed so full of sweetness at the stars.
But like a big red rose that's made of paper,
there isn't any sweetness in your heart.

Paper roses, Paper roses,
Oh! How sweet those roses seem to be.
But they are only imitation,
like your imitation love for me.

Time to introspect..

Its been quite some time since i posted an article... Meanwhile many things good and bad had happened in my life... which has resulted in redefining ideas... goals...priorities...
What am i going to do next? Why have i forgotten all the talents i possesed? Why is that i'm not practising my singing? Why have i stopped singing altogether? What happened to my talent of writing? Has everythign gone with the wind? They have been with me right from small... but what happened to me now? Why have i left them back?
Though i have graduated with good records, though i have got a job in hand ... Why is there a sense of insecurity? Why is there a sense of feeling that i have not done anything? Why do i feel void?
Am i proceeding in hte right direction? If so why am i feeling like this? if no, where am i going wrong? What si that i have to do inorder to set things right?
So many questions ringing in my mind...Wanna find the answers soon... i know i'm not born to be like this... I know there is something i have to do... Wanna find outt he purpose of my life... I know there is somethign i have to accomplish.... Whats that? Where do i find it?
Shall solve find the mystery...
Still in the process of redefining and stream lining my thoughts... and wanna see to it that i start singing..:-) Its one of the best talents i have...

There is nothing that cannot be done. The difficult takes some time and the impossible a little longer.

Shanmathi

Shanmathi... Thats the name of my friends new born daughter... yesterday was her christening.... She was looking so sweet in thta beautiful dress of hers... and she was happily sleeping in the cradle when everybody wanted her to be awake... She was busy sleeping.. and it took quite a long time to wake her up... Then i was asked to sing for her... It was quite some time since i sang and i did not remember the lyrics of any song ...finnaly managed to sing a melody for her... Then i touched her and could feel he softness in he skin..She was so soft that i'm not able to explain what a beautiful feeling it was ...
Sweet little baby... Shanu...

At the Sea...

It was quite a long drive and as my car turned in that curve, i could see the sea...and a pleasant happiness spread within me.... Though I knew that I was going to the beach, i felt very happy seeing the sea... As they parked the vehicle, i just jumped down and started running towards the sea.... Then went and stood in the shore where water came and kissed my feet.... Jus felt like going further inside but somehow jus stood in a place where jus the water would be to my ankle level.... it was a very nice feeling when the water hit my feet...And further down there were bigger waves coming up...it jus looked as though they were jumping in happiness as they saw me....and coming rushing towards me to hug me... and as they left by, felt like they are being pulled by force away from me....And i could see the massive structures sailing in the sea...but now it looked very small.. and till the end of my vision i could only see water aound and the blue sky kissing the water at the horizon... Those repetitive sound of the waves were telling in my ears "Dont worry, everything will happen...." I felt like those waves are taking away th sorrow that is pressing my heart, away from me, when they move away from me.... I kept on gazing at the horizon... it was like the sky and the sea were geting mixed up at the end....the ocean does not have any boundaries and it does not appreciate any differences...And no one draws boundaries for the ocean...Cant it be the same with humans....There is lots we have to learn from nature...Did not feel like moving away from there but alas had to return back...wiht a heavy heart...I realised then the joy that nature brings to us...Also learnt there is happiness in everything and it also reminded me the saying... "Beauty lies in the eyes of the behold"

After 13 yrs...

It was another Monday again... Had the same fun in the train pullig each others legs...And the train reached my station and we got time..and it was time for us to go in different directions...but anyay we will all come back together in the evning... inspite of that we wud be in different places for he most part of the day...
I got down and was walking along with my friends towards the staircase... then i saw somebody seeing me and i could find in his eyes a note of recogonition...and for a second he stopped and started to move again thinking i did not recogonise but i found that face to be very familiar and my mind was racing to check in its memory who the perosn was and was trying to match the face with the names directory...hehehehe and finally in about less than a mnute i got the necessary data...His name was Vijay Ganesh... My school mate..

We had studied together from LKG to 4th and after which he moved out to a different school...and later in a couple of years even me... Its 13 years since i met him....but i really have to appreciate my brains to capacity to remember his face and name.... Later learnt that he has given his final exams for CA and is awaiting his results in 3 days....Pray he clears it and his life would change.... Was talking for quite some time... he was making enough fun of me... Also i learnt he is in the same place where he had been when he studied with me...it only about 1 km away from my place...inspite of thi i have not met him for the past 13 years ...its been a very long hide and seek game huh...i use to enquire about him to my old school mates and also about other friends...but finally met him...So i have got a new...no no an old friendship newly renovated....And pray it lasts forever....:-)

A surprise on friday

It was Friday morning i was on my way to work...And i saw two girls riding in a scooty... suddenly i heard the girl scream my name and she stopped the vehicle just like that... and i was surprised to find them there... And it was MAHIN and Shaheen her sister... Then were talking for quite sometime....
Mahin was my collegemate...we were together for 4 yrs and i met her after a year... It was a pleasant surprise...
i had been to Hyderabad were mhin's elder sis and her husband lives... Was there for about 2 weeks..it was real fun..went around hyderabad... and was jus enjoying life...its a nic place... I liked the necklace road and the Hussain sagar lake...and aslo the birla mandir...Hussain sagar lake is a perfect place for a romantic evening .....
Then at the time when i was there an exhibition took place... Every year in the month of jan u have that exhibition where u have stalls from all part of the country.... Quite a big exhibition... And MAhin,Shaheen her younger sis and me became very good friends....
And now aapi and jiju have a lovely little baby girl called SUFA... Did not have a chance of meeting her still... mebbe sometime later......It was a pleasant surprise for me on Friday.

24 th wedding anniversary

Today is my parents 24 wedding anniversary... Quite a long journey....Pray God shower his choicest blessings on them and give them good health and bless them with many more anniversaries......:-)

My Pondy Trip...

It was Saturday morning... Got ready and left home by 6.30 and met my friend at the bus stop... then both of us caught the bus and headed towards Pondicherry to meet our friend Anita in her place... Quite a long journey..and a tiresome one too... Did not get place to sit too..had to travel for 2 hrs standing... then finally got a place to sit..an still an hrs journey was remaining...bought some eatables to make the journy interesting hehehehe...
The finally reached our destination...and caught an auto and landed up in the place hse had said..but here wa sa cnfusion in finding her house then called her up again and finaaly found her house...there she came running hugged me and took us inside the house...Its a year since we met... Long time huh??? she had become thin as she was studying hard..hehehe then had a long chat with her... and finally aunty had made us eat breakfast and lunch...Her brother also had come home..so it was funmeeting him, aunty and of course ani...:-) then the clock struck 4.30 and we left her house... caught the bus and again had to travel for about 3 hrs... the very thoguht mademe tired and so i dozed of leaving my friend to gaze the outside beauty... All of a sudden got up with a loud noise ...somebody in the bus had managed a small fight that was enough to wake me up.... i have not even travelled a half an hours distance... hmmm again tred to catch some sleep but then it was a diturbed one..after some time got as i thought catching a small nap is impossible so started looking out... As time progressed places which i know came into my vicinity... then finally my 3 hrs journey had come to an end...:-) It was a nice day all together...Came home and hit the bed... and slept for nearly 10 hrs like a log... Journey has cast its spell on me...

At the atm...

On friday... went to the atm to draw some money as i was going out the next day....My brother and me were waiting outside as one lady inside was drawing money... she was fumbling wiht things there...I understood that she was using the atm for the first time and she did not know how to use it.... It was geting quite late and my brother jus knocked at the door and she came out..then we went in and jus drew money and came out...meanwhile the next perosn who was waiting outside jus went in...and we started to leave..and i found this lady to be standing there outside... ready to try again after the person inside has come out...We were about to leave then i thought of asking her whther she needs any help...The I asked her.."Excuse me do u need any help?" for which she replied "yeah"... then i asked her whether she is using i for the first time ...and found out my premonition was true... then i took her along with me and taught he how to use the atm...She was happy and thanked me a lot... Hmmm..I was feeling like a good samaritan then...:-)

Brighter tomorrows are near...

Never stop caring
about the little things in life,
never stop dreaming
or give in to strife.

Never stop building bridges
that lead to promising tomorrows,
never stop trying
or give in to sorrows.

Never stop smiling
and looking forward to each new day,
But most of all my friend...
never stop shining in your own special way.

Never forget that all storms can clear,
the grayest sky can turn pure blue.
Remember, brighter tomorrows are near...

Sayali...

Everyday in the station same faces and same groups...But one day i saw a new face... A tall girl with a short pony... Though she was a stranger, somehow felt very comfortable seeing her... I'm like that... when i see someone for the first time i can know about them from their faces... Something told me i would be talking to her soon... For i'm a person who doesnt talk immediately with anyone new...It takes quite sometime for me to get a hold of the person..but this girl was an exception just like my best friend i felt he would be my friend the very first time i saw him.."FRIENDSHIP IN FIRST SIGHT" can say...

Even the next day, i saw her and confirmed she must be new to this place and she is goin to travel at this time with me in the same train... Finally one day.. we had an oppurtunity of sitting near by... Then i asked her, ofcourse after taking my own time, "Which college?" to which she replied..it was some college in Karnataka... Then i asked her "so you are a Kannadiga?" And she said, "No, I'm from Maharashtra.. doing my college in Karnataka... and i'm doing an inplant training now...for abt a month" .... And then I asked her "Whats your name?" She said "Sayali" (Sayali Salvi)...I thought... Sayali beautiful name and i did tell her that too....And its almost more than a week since we started to speak.. and there is something special about this girl..She has got an attractive face .. mebbe a charm which i like and she always wraps up a smile on her face...

Now we have become good friends... But I dont know what is happening and why is it happening with me... For the past one year i have met so many friends and as soon as they get close situation separates us... i mean to say a big distance between... distance here means a geographical gap...Yeah this girl Sayali is now going to finish her training tomorrow.. Its her last day of her training...And she is back to college ... Hmmm i'll not see her again... mebbe if luck favours me i might come across this beautiful face which attracted me, sometime somewhere....Irrespective of i meet her or not...I pray success greets her from all spheres...

U'll always be remebered by me, SAYALI....:-)

A Long HUG!!!

Isnt it a grt?

3 seconds, only 3 seconds

why do people give such quick hugs
why do they barely touch you and then pull away
what is the rush

why do they only come on birthdays or holidays
or from the one you love
i have gone a long time without a hug
and when one is given, it's usually a must
and it doesn't last long

i want a real hug
one that holds me for minutes
and holds me real close

i want to listen to the rhythm of your heart
and find familiarity with the song
i want it to silence our voice
and let our hands do the talking

i want to rest my head in your shoulders
and feel the comfort of your weight

i want enough time to drink in your scent
so that it stays with me long after you've left

i want to lose my fingers inside your hair
and have our bodies form a single silhouette

i want to be near to your heart physically
and find release in knowing that it's not beyond my reach

i want enough time to close my eyes and smile
to linger sweetly in this embrace

i want a real hug
isn't that why we have
these hands, these arms....

I have a picture like this with my father...:-) 

A Special Sunday....

It was a bright Sunday morning...I was filled with joy when i got up as i was to meet my friends after a long time.... Its moethan a year since i have been there... I went there during oour college times and especially during our project and our exams....Met aunty and everybody there..After sometime raghu reached then we called up Bala and also asked him to come there...Then even Balaji joined us there...And then ate what aunty had specially made for us..Stuffed myself...:D then we went back to our den...Sri's room... thats where we wud be when we were doing our group studies or project work...or having will be chatting....It was real fun to be there after avery long time...Missed Hajira very much then she was one of our project mate and also our friend...So in our project it was Raghu,Sriram,Hajira and me....:-) It was real fun when all four of us were together...Then we watched a movie... and after that Raghu got caught... we were troubling him and teasing him with his GF... he was blushing like hell...:-) then it was Bala who got caught we were jus pulling his leg.... There is a balcony where we used to play "Dumb C"... was standing there for quite sometime alone... was reminded of how we use to tease each other... It was as though i was back to college times... but still in the corner ofmy heart i was missing my best friend...It would have been nice if i was able to meet him....But everything that we wish for doesnt happen..but i managed to talk to him over phone.....:-) And in thevening had to bid farewell to everyone with a heavy heart....:-( wish the day had not end so soon..time jus flew away...But still will cherish these memories forever....It was a very nice Sunday all together.....

Will those times come back again???

Waiting For You....

Once i was filled with happiness,
and did not whats loneliness,
Everything around looked beautiful,
Everything around looked meaningful.

Life was bliss,
filled with love.
On top of a cliff,
jus like a dove.

My mind is racing,
as if I'm lost in the woods.
My heart is aching,
as I'm not able to do what i could.

Will those times
come back again?
and make my mind
cheerful again?

Picture of Venice in MS Paint

Beautiful....:-)

This picture is of Venice drawn in mS paint..the artist who made it claims to have spent 500 hrs on it...
Doesnt it look cool?????

Jus looks awesome.... Grt wok huh? :-)

I miss our times together...

HUM TUM

Hi Hum,

I keep special memories of
the good times
that we have spent together
tucked in my heart.

And when I find myself
missing you,
I think of all those wonderful times
and it gives me a happy feeling...

No matter how long
we are apart or
how far away you are,
you're always remembered...

So inspite of missing you
and feeling sad about it,
I find great comfort
in knowing that we're such good friends,
and you're always close to my heart.

I WISH WE WE TOGETHER !!!

Tum..

NEVER ABANDON YOUR LOVED ONES….

A True Story….

In order to renovate the house, someone in Japan tear open the wall. Japanese houses normally have a hollow space between the wooden walls. When tearing down the walls, he found that there was a lizard stuckthere because a nail from outside hammered into one of its feet. He sees this, feels pity and at the same time curious, as when he checkedthe nail, it was nailed 10 years ago when the house was first built.What happened..?

The lizard has survived in such position for 10 years!?!! In a darkwall partition for 10 years without moving, it is impossible and mindboggling.

Then he wondered, how this lizard survived for 10 years without movinga single step - since its feet was nailed! So he stopped his work andobserved the lizard, what has it been doing and what has it beeneating? Later, don't know from where appears another lizard, with foodin its mouth... AHHH! He was stunned and touched deeply.

For the lizard that was stuck by nail, another lizard has been feedingit for the past 10 years..
Such a love, such a beautiful love!! Such love happened even on thistiny creature... What can love do? It can do wonders!! Love can domiracles!!Imagine it has been doing it for a tired some 10 yrs, without givingup hope on its partner. What a true love!!!!

Imagine what a small creature can do that a creature blessed with thebrilliant mind can't. As the technology advances, our access toinformation become faster andfaster. But the distance between human beings, was it getting closeras well??????????????????????

Now, the other Lizard can be a 'She' Lizard or 'He' Lizard. Still it's a true Love!!!!!!!!

NEVER ABANDON YOUR LOVED ONES….

Don't hear but listen...

Ask yourself these questions, How you feel when you wanted somebody to listen to you and...

They did more talking than listening...
They disagreed with the first thing you said...
They interrupted you at every stage...
They were impatient and completed every sentence you started...
They were physically present but mentally absent...
They heard but didn't listen...
You had to repeat the same thing three times because the other person was not listening...
They came to the conclusions unrelated to facts...
They asked questions on unrelated topics...
They were fidgety and distracted...
They were obviously not listening or paying attention...

If you don't want to listen then say no before the person startsand not after the person completes.....

Wanna be here ... :-) 

My friend's engagement

So a good news for all of us EEE 2004 batch... our joint secretary of the dept and one of my good friends has got engaged on friday.. Feeling so happy for her... May God bless them with all happiness in this world... :-)
The wedding might be in mid September.. hmm so this is going to be the second wedding in our class.. if thr is going to be another wedding before this then might not be.. hehehhee:-).. I'm so happy for her... Everyone liked her.. she is sucha sweet girl and a brilliant one too.. Boy must be really lucky to get my friend to be his partner.... LUCKY BOY hehehehehe...so its will be a chance for all friends to meet.. jus waiting for her wedding..:-)

Realization... :-)

Life is taking different directions... what happens yesterday does not apply today..At times everything happens at a fast forwarded pace.. Before u could realise what is happenning it comes to an end at the same pace too...Nothing seems to be permanent... whatever it is happiness, sorrow, friends, life, love...what not...everything undergoes a change..at times its nice at times not acceptable...
Life is too short.. why do we waste it worrying??? isnt it precious to be spent so??? but then all this is nice to talk but in reality even i sit and keep worrying spoiling all the time i have.... isnt worrying the end result of expecting something? Y do we expect so much when we know that we would be broken if it doesnt happen? But then if we dont try we wont enjoy the best things in life... Life would become boring and monotonous..we would become obsolete...
We dont have the ability to change our past... its done once and for all.. But we can make our present happy and to an extent also predict our future and act accordingly.... So be happy.. keep smiling and spread happiness all over...:-)

Celebrating work !!!

Its one year since i joined work... and enjoyed the privilege of having two days off from work... but now.... as a new project has started today... i have to work full day tomorrow.. actually had planned so many things for tomorrow... but now everything has gone upside down... so i'll be celebrating work tomorrow ..:-)
ALL THE BEST Nisha!!!

A change to my blog as well in me...

Its quite some time since i have chnaged my blog's look... Thought shall change it and so selected this one ...
Moreover i have brought in some changes in me too... Thought its high time to bring in some change so that it gives some more charm :-))) hehehehhe... Life seems to be monotnous so thought by bringing a change in me mebbe i can make it a bit more interesting... Now have stopped worrying a lot abt everything... Infact started enjoying everything in life.. When i cry, i cry from heart and when i laugh, i laugh from herat so there is no sorrows thats left behind... that makes life simple... For some one told me " Stop worrying and being scared.. U'll find life to be more beautiful and u'll enjoy it to the fullest" Gave a second thought over it and found the truth within... Kinda finding it to be true when implementing also... In fact I was a very bubbly girl... used to be very happy ..adn the place where i'm used to be filled with laughter... atleast i go and sit in a place where there is enough laughter and joy.. hehehehehehe..But then as days went on...everything seems to be changed without notice..i have become quite silent... Have found out the reason too.. I'm in office throughout the dday and there are only old people around me... Kinda alone the whole day.. Its been a yr since i have been in this place so its like become my mannerism... Have become very lonely... but now have changed the way i look at things keeping myself active... Giving enough work to my head...and this way finding it to be very comfortable..finding myself back to form... its nice this way :-) Now keeping in touch with all old friends... etc etc etc....its better this way....:-)

Smile is a beautiful curve that makes many things staright :-)

So keep smiling....

Beautiful one

Received a mail when i read it found it to bear a beautiful meaning about life...so thought to put it here...

Here it goes...

Life....

One paragraph that explains the life is:......

Arthur Ashe, the legendary Wimbledon player wasdying of CANCER.

From world over, he received lettersfrom his fans, one of which conveyed: "Why does GOD have to select you for such a bad disease"?

To this Arthur Ashe replied:

The world over -- 5 crorechildren start playing tennis,
50 lakh learn to play tennis,
5 lakh learn professional tennis,
50,000 come to the circuit,
5000 reach the grand slam,
50 reach Wimbeldon,
4 to semi final,
2 to the finals,

When Iwas holding a cup I never asked GOD "Why me?".

And today in pain I should not be asking GOD "Why me?"

Happiness keeps u Sweet,
Trials keep u Strong,
Sorrowkeeps u Human,
Failure Keeps u Humble,
Success keeps u Glowing,

But only God Keeps u Going.....

Happy B'day!!!

Was goin through rediff news and a news caught my attention... it stated somethign about wishing Karan Johar... I'm a die hard fan of his... I love his movies and that touch of style which u can find in his movies... Waiting for KANK (kabhie Alvidha Na kehana)..for i'm also a dire hard fan of "SRK"...

Coming bac to that news... i clicked open to read that particular article... it was talking about wishing Karan Johar on his b'day... He is turning 33 on May 25.... thats today.....

Moreover, waiting for this Saturday.. coz its the last show of "Koffee with Karan" for the first season... I love that show ...mainly for KJ and i liked few episodes which had," SRK and kajol", " AB and Jr.AB", and few more as the invitees... and this week its SRK, Kajol, AB and Mrs.AB, farah Khan..and few more... Jus waiting to see it....
I jus love this show... :-)

Happiness...

We can find happiness almost in everyhing... And moreover the happiness that we derive when we help someone who is in real need is something indescribable... A couple whom i know were blessed with a boy baby... but there was some medical complications... so the baby had to undergo few surgeries... and the couple are in need of help... So i helped them as much as i could.. Feeling very happy abt it... Also talking to other friends and getting help for them... I wish and pray God give them strength and all needed help adn may He shower his blessings on the baby... Amen...

Poem for a S/W engineer ...

I start my day by sitting on a chair,
Giving my monitor a hard, cold stare,
By evening I'm done with another coding,
Oh! This has become a routine so boring.

Like all, I entered this field with great hope,
Jobs were many and there was plenty of scope,
Dreams of joining the likes of Gates,
And a chance to make money in the States.

Thus, I entered the world of bytes,
Only to realize that reality bites,
'Coz a programmer's life, isn't all that cozy,
The bed of software isn't all that rosy.

Seeing the monitor all day n night,
have taken the power off my eyesight,
Late to bed n late to rise,
Has made me wealthy, but not healthy n wise.

Working holidays, busy weekends,
No time for family, no time for friends,
My job steals most of my time,
Helplessly, I watch this crime.

Just for few bits of money,
I forego those moments with my Honey,
When I should be out - having fun,
I'm telling a comp, what's to be done.

I hate u, yet I can't get away,
'Coz, I need the money u pay,
God, to thee i Pray,
If there be one - show me the way.

Cool one!!

Kaise???

Badi gehrai se chaha hai tujhe,
Badi duaon se paya hai tujhe...
Tujhe bhulane ki sochu bhi kaise?
Kismat ki lakiron se churaya hu tuje !!

Now with...

At present engrossed with John Grisham's "Time to kill"... Pretty interesting...

Deception Point...

Read Dan Brown's "Decption Point".. It was jus awesome... Dan is a specialist in giving a twist to the story... He keeps us guessing who the culprit could be till he himself reveals it... We would be able to guess a person but then that person remians to be very innocent...

Even in this story never expected William Pickering to be the man behind the plot....

Jus cool....:-)

Brain - Why does our brain remember what we want to forget??? We try to forget certain things still somehow or the other and at some time or the other when there are similar incidents happening on the same lines, we are reminded of those incidents which we try to forget... But y doesnt it remember things which we wish to remeber... like answers for a question.. we forget certain things only during the exam... exactly in the exam hall... y does this happen.. how nice wud it have been if it was viceversa....

mebbe we dont forget things actually... instead it would have been in our sub conscious mind..mebbe sleeping hihihih.. so when similar incidents occur we are reminded of it.. we dont even forget those words which were uttered...good or bad.. it remains told... noone can change the words once told...

Its my friend's birthday tomorrow... So will be going there to his house.. Expecting to meet many of my friends after a long time..a real long time... Planning to give him a surprise... let see how it ends up to be...

Happy Birthday Buddy!!!

Change your life!!!

By changing your thinking,
You change your beliefs;

When you change your beliefs,
You change your expectations;

When you change your expectations,
You change your attitude;

When you change your attitude,
You change your behaviour;

When you change your behaviour,
You change your performance;

When you change your performance,
YOU CHANGE YOUR LIFE!!!

Gone are the days...

Gone are the days
When the school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and benches.

Gone are the days
When we queued up in book depot,
And got our new books and notes.

Gone are the days
When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet
Managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.

Gone are the days
We learnt writing with slates and pencils, and progressed
To fountain pens and ball pens and then micro tips.

Gone are the days
We began drawing with crayons and evolved to
Colour pencils and finally sketch pens.

Gone are the days
We started calculating first with tables and then with
Clarkes tables and advanced to calculators and computers.

Gone are the days
When we chased one another in the corridors in Intervals,
And returned to the classrooms drenched in sweat.

Gone are the days
When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors,
Playgrounds, under the trees and even in cycle sheds.

Gone are the days
When all the colours in the world,
Decorated the campus on the Second Saturdays.

Gone are the days
When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table,
Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons.

Gone are the days
When cricket was played with writing pads as bats,
And Neckties and socks rolled into balls.

Gone are the days
When few played "kabadi" and "Co-Co" in scorching sun,
While others simply played "book cricket" in the confines of classroom.

Gone are the days
Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but ...seldom jealousy.

Gone are the days
When we used to watch Live Cricket telecast,
In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks.

Gone are the days
When few rushed at 3:45 to "Conquer"
Window seats in our School bus.

Gone are the days
While few others had "Big Fun", "Cookies",
"ice vream", "Pani puri !" and "pepsi !" at 4o Clock.

Gone are the days
Of Sports Day, and the annual School Day ,
And the one-month long preparations for them.

Gone are the days
Of the stressful Quarterly, Half Yearly and Annual Exams,
And the most enjoyed holidays after them.

Gone are the days
Of tenth and twelfth standards, when we
Spent almost the whole year writing revision tests.

Gone are the days
We learnt, we enjoyed, we played, we won, we lost,
We laughed, we cried, we fought, we thought.

Gone are the days
With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience, all this and more.

Gone are the days
But not the memories, which will be
Lingering in our hearts for ever and ever and
Ever and ever and Ever....

Its a baby girl !!!

Jus got a message from my brother.... that its a baby girl..wow.. i'm so happy... wanna see the baby... :-))))))

CONGRATULATIONS Anna and bhabhi !!!

Its 1 yr since out of college...

Its exactly a year out of college... Time has jus flew away.. All 67 of us with the same ideas and in the same direction when we were uder the same roof... but now different interests and different directions... Everything has changed in the past one year... So many changes some good and some bad...

Its kinda painful.. the thought that all are separated... But thats life... yesterday had a chance to goto college... There is a long road from the gate leading to the college... trees on both sides... Its jus like a cave when u view it from far... An awesome place where i got so many friends.. Missing college..

Same day last year i had enough fun..all friends had gone to Spencers and then to the beach... Its all like happened yesterday...but its 1 yr since then...

All those splendid moments which i spent in college with my friends are all treasurable... Those beautiful days which i spent with my friends would linger in my mind till my last breath... There was no expectations in that friendship which we shared ... We used to fight but it was only among us.. we would not lt anyone of our friends down before anybody... We all would stand together for them..

It was not that we were enjoying all 4 yrs happily..we did have fights , misunderstanding, consolations..tears.. it was kinda a hotch potch u can say... which makes its memeorable now... had it been only sweeter it would have bred contempt in us..as it was a blend of all feelings it still lingers in our minds and has left a feeling of
" want more of college life" now...

Missing college; missing all friends:-(((

Mohabbat...

Mohabbat palkon pe kitne haseen khawaab sajaati hai...
Phoolon se mehakte khawaab...
Sitaron se jagmagaate khawaab...
Shabnam se baraste khawaab...
Phir kabhi yun bhi hota hai...
ki ,palko ki daaliyon se Khawaabon ke saare parinde ud jaate hain...
aur aankhen... hairan se ho jate....

Cool one na???

A story tells that two friends were walkingthrough the desert. During somepoint of the journey they had an argument, andone friend slapped the other one in the face.
The one who got slapped was hurt,but without saying anything, wrote in the sand:

TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE.

They kept on walking until they found an oasis,where they decided to take a bath. The one whohad been slapped got stuck in the mire andstarted drowning, but the friend saved him.After he recovered from the neardrowning, he wrote on a stone:

TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE.

The friend who had slapped andsaved his best friend asked him,"After I hurt you, you wrote in thesand and now, you write on a stone,why?" The other friend replied "When someonehurts us we should write it down in sand where windsof forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someonedoes something good for us, we must engraveit in stone where no wind can ever erase it."

LEARN TO WRITE YOUR HURTS IN THE SAND AND TO CARVE YOUR BENEFITS IN STONE.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person,an hour to appreciate them,a day to love them,but then an entire life to forget them.
Do not value the THINGS you have in your life..But value WHO you have in your life!