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Changes..

2008-10-19T06:54:00.000-07:00

How do we change.. It doesn’t happen overnight. It doesn’t happen in blink of an eye. It happens gradually. It happens constantly. Every second that passes by changes you, for better or for worse. The change is inevitable. I am not resisting it nor denying it. It just astonishes me when I realize how much I have changed (I am not going to say “grown”) over time.

The catalyst that made me think about this overly-discussed-n-contemplated and timeworn topic was some journal entry I wrote when I was in 15, that had survived the overbearing changes in my cupboard, plus the entire shifting process to Bangalore and had managed to catch a glimpse of my eye exactly five minutes before. It was like, a 15 year old girl was standing in front me and I was looking her right in her eyes. She seemed strangely familiar but distant…..

THE happening day

2008-08-29T01:27:00.000-07:00

It started like any other day. Usual routine stuff, getting up to buzzing alarm, getting ready, waiting for the cab, discussion on ‘Elite’ group concept in the cab etc,etc.. until our driver stopped on the Intermediate Ring Road because of some weird sound. We stopped to see what had caused it. Within no time we figured out it was a wrath of a nail, which had protruded into one of our cab’s wheels. Ok, tier was punctured :|

So we got down and a photo session started in the middle of the road. We did typical ‘things’ like giggling, fake posing, ‘shendi lavana’, taking video when the people in front you aren’t aware of it…

Fortunately, there was another cab behind us. And the fact that Rajeev had brought bike that day, all of us could get in that cab. We had to “adjust” a little bit, but it was nice.. Then it was a time for another photo session, which led to the fight- Team Sukahanand VS Team Girish (These are names of our drivers). By the time we reached Aprameyah(our off-campus training centre) it was 915. We were LATE. But to our surprise, we found the facility locked and all the staff members n rest of the students(should I say “fellow employees”???) were waiting outside staring at a tiny lock on the gate. We had some time to spare, so all of us, all 28 of us went to have breakfast at A2B. And A2B's record for "the least time taken to finish a bowl of 'Shira'" was broken by Shishir(or Shirish??) in front of our very own eyes. .

After taking our sweet little time and little bit frolicking around, we reached back to Aprameyah. And it was still locked. So we broke n entered!

Then we got the good news, no the best news that any trainee could ever get..We had an afternoon off(It was Wednesday). Being as time efficient as we always are, we immediately made a plan for a movie. We had a quick lunch, which Mandar almost toppled over my plate when he was trying to pick up a piece of cucumber off the floor. Things were happening all over the place!!

Around 1300 hours, we were all set. We had called the cab driver early n we were off to Forum. Veeresh had brought his bike. So after what is called “riding the bike”, he was waiting at the signal. And there she(he) was! She came near, it was plea for attention but Veeresh refused to pay attention. So it drove her mad, so she punched him. Before he could realize what was happening, another one came and another one…Then came policeman to rescue!

After watching Veeresh being hit on(pun intended), we bought the tickets for Kung Fu Panda(I know, about time!!) It was one of the best animated movies ever! Then we went to MacD to complete the tradition of doing tp after the movie. After causing hell of a turmoil over the small table they had provided us and spilling coke al over the floor and similar such tiny thing, we headed for home with big smiles on our faces :)

2008-08-14T02:37:00.000-07:00

Everyone advised me to breathe when time is against you, but noone told me to do anything when time tends to cease around you!

(yeah, I am back to classroom training!)

The Return

2008-05-20T11:19:00.000-07:00

Its been a long hiatus…almost a month. Now that I don’t have things that I am “suppose to” do, I like doing things, rather than thinking about them. There is no time to sit n contemplate about stuff n put it in words...

Even though I have started this with the title ‘The Return’, I have absolutely no clue about what to write. May be that’s what I am returning to-sitting in front of comp with the zeal to write something profound or at the very least something meaningful, but not knowing what to write and where to start. I can’t remember how many times I started like this and ended up writing so much crap over the last year. Yeah, its been an entire year. It seems it was yesterday when I was writing 'something stupid’..It’s been a great journey since then. Cheers :)

Universe, Time travel and me

2008-04-22T10:23:00.000-07:00

“Universe has a way of course correcting to preserve something that is meant to happen in the future.”
When I read this for the first time I didn’t really buy this time travel theory. Just the idea that our future is ordained by the destiny or it is pre-defined is something like having a blind belief that God exists or believing if one goes to shani mandir every Saturday he will never ever flunk. I used to like the theory which says “history is the sum of all time-travels”. It may be because; I wanna believe that I everythin I do has an impact in one way or the other, whatever I am doing is not completely futile…

But my beliefs were shaken because of a recent incident….

Every-time I used to open the book, the electricity bailed! This has happened way too many times(5 times-to-be-exact) in this week.One more interesting observation: The electricity goes only on the day before my exam.
5 times in 3 days(that too in time period ‘10pm to 2 am’ during which I study) makes it way more than random coincidence.
May be, I am not suppose to study…

May be, Universe really has a way of course correcting to preserve something that is meant to happen.

2008-04-20T12:45:00.000-07:00

Its almost 2am.. Exactly 12 hours remaining for my EM paper.. And I have barely started studying. I am in a mood to do anything but reading the pointless things(which should have been covered in FY syllabus) from a book by Helfric and Cooper.

On a very irrelevant(or not!) note: I love day-dreaming :D
and pencil shading...
and listening to The Beatles...
and blogging...
and talking on the phone...
and aimless surfing...
and (I think I am forgetting few things! The list isn't suppose to be this small!! )

It all started with Extras...

2008-04-16T02:26:00.000-07:00

Every episode used to end on a mystic note...
"Bring tea for the Tillerman
Steak for the sun
Wine for the woman who made the rain come
Seagulls sing your hearts away
'Cause while the sinners sin, the children play

Oh Lord how they play and play
For that happy day, for that happy day"

and now I obsessed with a guy then known as Cat Stevens....

I have had enough....

2008-04-08T10:30:00.000-07:00

....of spam!!

I mean its irritating as it is to delete few e-mails every day, few comments/messages on the socializing communities like Facebook or Orkut, few comments on the blog[:P]…

But now they are encroaching upon the territory of my beloved mobile world. Well, the messages or the calls from the service provider cannot be (technically)classified as spam, but noone is up for unsolicited advice on how to win prizes worth 1 lakhs, especially when loud ringing n vibrating thing pops in your dream-land and ruins your one of the best dreams. I also understand how to please(?!!) my callers using dialer tones when I am told once. There is no need for reminding me about that every day. And to add my on-going-frustration there are multi-media messages! Hello! I am not interested in downloading images of any actors / actress / models / sport-figures doing any unspeakable / frowned upon / highly over-rated(when-actually-it-is-not-that-big-deal) / just-done-to-get-publicity-kind-of act!

So QUIT bothering me!!!

Edit_1:
I will fondly think of the days- when the beep of my phone used to make me think that I am being remembered by someone I know...

Confessions of a "soon to be an Engineer”

2008-04-03T10:26:00.000-07:00

Exams are barely few days away. Soon enough I will be an ‘Engineer’.

Its an end of era and a beginning of another.

Looking back, I remember all the fun-times, those careless moments. The times when the toughest decision you had to make was ‘to choose a flavor of the ice-cream’. The times when you know you are protected against everything in the whole wide world all the time. The times when you used to crawl up in mum’s lap after having a bad dream. The time you spent doing tp after school. The sleep-overs.. The times you spent doing lukkha-giri in college campus, during lects…

Then I gaze at the new world waiting for me through the looking glass. The thought of exploring it is very much enticing. I am really looking forward to break out of this cocoon surrounding me, and follow the path chosen by me.

But sometimes I wonder is this really what I want? And if its not this, what is it that I want?? Is it my dream??? Then a long forgotten dream materializes in my head one more time, and I laugh at myself. Not because I dreamed about it, but because how little I tried to make that dream come true. And then I realize that I never really wanted it..and I would have wondered about those so called different things, the same way I am thinking right now. Even that fact makes me sad. But just for a moment, until I realize that I have got all I really wanted in life. And there is really not much to complain about…

Then the reality(my mum) knocks on the door...that brings me back to present And I resume to my so called ‘studies’….

One of the days III

2008-02-23T10:15:00.000-08:00

Nothing extra-ordinary has happened.
None of my extravagant wishes have come true, nor did my mum promised me anything I wanted. And I didn't even have any new crush :P

In fact, I went to camp today and didn't shop at all(It is a big deal, trust me!)

Still I am simply happy.
And this is been happening for quite-a-while.
(Don't judge my mood by the previous post :P)

The Future is Wild??!!?

2008-02-23T09:46:00.000-08:00

Not really..

200 millions from now.
The humans no longer rule the planet Earth. They have moved to another planet. The mammals, reptiles, birds, and amphibians are driven to extinction.
A Rainshadow dessert has replaced busy streets of New York. A Bumblebeetle is fluttering her wings in red hot dessert to find a flish(Yeah, a flying fish) carcasses in which to release her young ones, after this it dies. The only day in her adult life, she spends trying to complete the circle of life, following same old rules of survival. And the life cycle continues....

Nothing much changes around here...huh?

Reference: one of the "Discovery's Biggest shows" - The Future is wild.

2008-02-11T13:02:00.000-08:00

A new name, yet again.
I was just craving for a change, no real reason actually. But one fine day read a line, and loved it to the core.And it was applicable to everything I do. So the tag line.
Cheers :)

:D - Day 2

2008-02-04T14:11:00.000-08:00

Got a nice blue balloon as a gift..
People sang “Happy B’day” to me(Redundant Info: I was born on 22^nd April).
Had great pizzas :)

but now I am seriously out of cash :|

:D

2008-01-30T11:36:00.000-08:00

All in all, a great day!

Confronted C V about her “unjustifying grading system” and walked out of her cabin! To be very honest, this might not work out in my favour. After all she has 8 credits for this semester. But it had to be done. It was never for the grades. It was for me, it was to make me feel better.

Got placed in Intuit.

Had awesome food and cakes, courtesy Meha :)

Hall of Heroes:

2008-01-28T10:19:00.000-08:00

And below its hindi translation read “Devataon ke Saal” on the information board outside a gallery having few idols and few paintings of divinities.

This is how a man defines God. A hero.

Faces of Rajasthan

2008-01-28T10:18:00.000-08:00

I re-visited Rajasthan in December and wanted to write about the trip for a long time. Now that I have one test to give tomorrow, my blogging enthu reached its pinnacle. That’s why the post :D

There are few faces, I will never forget. An elegant folk dancer, she was just a teenager but was chewing tobacco with typical “kothewali” style(sounds very filmy, I know(but its true)) . Service boys bringing water at 7 in the morning in the cold (we stayed in the dessert for one day). A guy wearing cargo with kashmiri embroidery and badla work(I salute the designer!!). The singer singing “Nimbooda” and the guy accompanying him playing ----(its basically two wooden strips in each hand(I forgot what it called!!!)) and many more….
One thing I realized during my brief encounter with Rajasthani people, no matter who you, what your income is, there is constant effort to maintain same royal lifestyle.

Brainwashed?? No way!

2008-01-27T07:39:00.000-08:00

Today I had yet another session of brain-washing. And this time, it was not my mother.

It started with usual opening line - now you gonna live on your own in few months and off we were!

We talked(sometimes argued) about lots of things. Life, definition of ideal, what is morale, what is culture, what are values, how globalization is affecting all of us, what boundaries we should have, how one harmless mistake turns into disaster..

After few more clichés and those banal statements (which never made an impact on me), my patience began to wane. So I concluded on the extreme(usually works if you are trying to end the conversation) “so are you suggesting that I should not go anywhere on my own??”
And he replied, “No. Not at all. Just be careful”.

When all the advice can summed up in three words, why the heck everyone keeps prating!!

Cakes!

2008-01-03T09:31:00.000-08:00

B’day party of a 6 year old…

Her eyes twinkled when she looked at the cake. She closed her eyes tightly, made a wish, took a long deep breath and blew all the candles in one go. Smiling broadly, she cut her cake.

And I stood there watching her innocent smile, her ecstasy when she saw her name on that chocolate cake, her flaunting gestures when camera focussed on her, her ability to adore every little thing about that night....
I envied her....

2008-01-03T09:11:00.000-08:00

If someone asked me, what will you do differently if you turn back the time. I will say nothing. Its NOT that every decision I have taken was appropriate, every move I made was right, the way I reacted was ideal. I did make some mistakes. I do regret few things. But still I wouldn’t change anything.
I am what I am because of my mistakes.

Edit_1:
I don’t know whether stubbornly sticking up for your decisions, is right or wrong. Time will answer it eventually…

2008-01-03T08:59:00.001-08:00

I finished reading ‘The Afghan.’

Something Something

2007-11-22T09:50:00.000-08:00

Night marli.. gave CN paper(which didn’t go well btw)..waited for some stupid Xeroxes for two hours after the paper.. had a really long day…

Still I am in a very good mood..
There has to be some explanation for it..Something!?!! But I can’t seem to find any :|

Theory of antagonism:

2007-11-15T13:05:00.000-08:00

Inspiration: Conversation with Sanika on the day before MOC prac.

This theory gives insightful reasoning why we don’t, rather can’t study for practical exam when we really want to 'study'.

And it goes:
Being part of the current education system, reading everything a day before exam is not a novelty. Considering its a prac, which has just one credit (and that too most of the times depends on how well professor knows you), you start studying pretty late.

When you start to read, you realize the journal you had written ((class strength-1) people should read this as “copied”) is master piece that has defied every grammatical rule and it unveils new horizons of baseless substantiation.

So, finally you decide to open the book and search for the topic. It then strikes you, that you haven’t understood a thing! You start turning pages, hoping to find some references. It takes some time and effort to find out that in order to understand the concepts properly, you have start from the start of the book!

Finally you start reading the introduction of the subject. After few minutes, you really get the hang of it, and you arrive at a meticulous derivation/concept. It teases you. An urge to understand the obscure takes over and you spend hour/s to decipher what author wants to say. Then you take a look at the watch to see you are far behind the schedule you had preapared(or in my case, the exam is few hours away and I need to make a move!)....
And you skim the pages of the journal saying to yourself “What will come, will come and I will face it when it does!”

2007-11-10T00:40:00.000-08:00

My blogging enthu is certainly wearing out.. But its not completely worn out as my number of recent post may suggest…

Its not like I haven’t tried to write something.. I have..
But every time I do, I end up writing bullshit things.. When I start proof-reading, I realize that its not making any sense what so ever...
Just like this one....

Only this time I decided to post.

After hours

2007-10-14T10:47:00.000-07:00

When the sane world busy sleeping, few crazy ones are wondering what to do next…just because they don’t wanna sleep…
And I am one of the crazy ones…
I haven’t really figured out the (logical)reason behind staying up late..I guess there isn’t one…

All I do is watching movies, listening to music, reading…pretty much everything what I can do in day-light…But after hours, these things seem far more appealing. I somehow appreciate them more.

Then, a noisy vehicle goes by and disturbs tranquility of the night..The sound fades leaving behind a new-found serenity. Those peaceful moments are very intriguing and thought provoking.The absence of inane rush makes me realize, that rat race is huge part of life and its inevitable. I start introspecting, evaluating my day. Various thoughts/ideas pop up in my head about my future, my dreams and what not.. I run out of things to do n I decide to sleep...to become the part of that silent world, which I adored so far…to dream same old stupid dreams and hoping to have new ones.. to wake up next mornings to face same old rush and noise, to make my dreams come true.

Idealism

2007-10-14T10:26:00.000-07:00

I believe in idealism, making no compromises..
And it took me this long to realize that, it is too much to expect in this world…

Life!

2007-09-28T11:21:00.000-07:00

Life is like an ambigram.
You try to turn it upside down.. When you succeed, you realize nothing has really changed!

My artistic temperament

2007-09-28T08:36:00.000-07:00

The most un-creative place on the earth brings out the creative side of me. Here, the un-creative place I am referring to would be my classroom and (so called)creative things are:

-> It all starts here...First lecture of CN

Then I was on ambigram spree....
->COEP's technical festival.

It says '80th Regatta 2008'<-
(not one of the finest ambigrams
But most difficult one(that i have done))

-> Me!

Today i reached the pinnacle:
A poem! That too in marathi !!!

काय झाले तुजला पाहुन
काही उमगेना तुझ्यावाचुन
माझे अस्तित्त्वच हरवले
मी न माझी उरले....

डोळ्यात तू, मनात तू,
ओठावरल्या शब्दांतही तुच
मी तुझ्या कल्पनेनेच धुंद झाले
मी न माझी उरले....

I wish I could write more... But the lecture had to end sometime!

Happy realization!

2007-09-14T14:09:00.000-07:00

Lately I have been doing lot of thinking!
Something is terribly wrong!!!!

Zephyr

2007-09-14T14:04:00.000-07:00

Typical evening…
A cool breeze comes out of nowhere and makes me feel liberated…as if it epitomizes the spirit…

My fundae-III

2007-09-12T04:14:00.000-07:00

If you are mulling over something, do what appeals to you, what you like the most. Take a risk. If you are lucky, you will get what you always hoped for. Sometimes you might get hurt or sometimes you might end up with worse. But, in the end, its worth the pain. At the very least, you will not spend rest of your life wondering what would have happened “if……………”

......

2007-09-11T03:16:00.000-07:00

At the start of this semester I knew, this is going to be a long year…
But the frustration that has taken over me at this point is going to make it an even longer year…..

one of the days-II

2007-08-30T08:49:00.000-07:00

Dunno whats wrong with me today..
I am invigorated...But with most unproductive kind of energy….

Rambling on…

2007-08-27T10:47:00.000-07:00

We reach a state when whatever you say doesn’t make a difference. And still the silence seems very inappropriate that time.. what are we supposed to say then??

Why are we supposed to react ‘ideally’ to everything? Who defines this ideal behavior? And why are we supposed to stick to it?

Is pursuit of happiness equivalent to being selfish??

It feels that good times pass way too quickly.. Is it wrong to wish that, those should linger?

Why can’t we fast-forward some part of life, when life seems dull and nothing new is happening…

What is love? What is soul??

Why you keep rambling on when noone is least bothered?

Blank

2007-08-27T09:05:00.000-07:00

There are some times, when your head tends to get over-crowded with emotions. But there are few, when it goes ‘Blank’. It generally represents the extreme emotion.

Whenever you are ultra happy, or extremely sad, or utterly confused, or really upset, your mind simply goes blank…. You just keep staring in the space, thinking absolutely nothing… Anything around you doesn’t matter …. The time stops… Its all about you and that one moment...Only one feeling sinks in….You just stand there and one emotion runs you down…

PS. The original concept belongs to someone else.

Lost in contemplation

2007-08-21T11:45:00.000-07:00

Its been just one day since my last post, and people are actually asking me “no recent post”??!!

The occult

2007-08-19T07:15:00.000-07:00

While reading ToI, came across the article about numerology.. I don’t exactly believe in it. But still I make a point to read it every week. Its may be because I am allured by the concept of ‘knowing the future’ just like everyone else...Or may be I am trying to invalidate something…I don’t know.

Be it astrology, numerology, or palmistry. It’s nothing but a futile effort to fathom the unfathomable, to predict the unpredictable, to relate the unrelated. Its a never ending search for the existence of almighty God or divinely ordained Destiny or unknown primeval force or whatever you want to call it.

We know this all. Still we go to any extent to find answer to the occult occurrences and hypothesize many theories to justify them. But one should realize that it's best when some questions remain unanswered.

Random thoughts

2007-08-19T05:46:00.000-07:00

Bed Electronics chocolate internet drive motive lunch table-tennis focus PC coffee exam surprise beach virus youtube ham posters project phone money satisfaction city challenge happiness shopping change….
These represent keywords of what I was thinking in past five minutes..

Idiosynchrasies

2007-08-15T14:32:00.000-07:00

Feb - Messaging (on an average 75 msges a day)..
March - Matlab!
April - Coffee, chocolates and chatting on phone..
June - Reading..
July - Browsing...
August - Blogging..

These pretty much define my different phases/eccentricities/idiosyncrasies over the last few months....
Now lets see how long this blogging fever lasts...

what the heck happened to me??!!?

2007-08-15T13:15:00.000-07:00

I stayed up till 130 in night...
Did two assignments....without copying!!

Rain!

2007-08-12T11:42:00.000-07:00

I have love-hate kinda thing for rain..

I hate it when I am going some place nice and I don’t have a jacket, when I wanna drive fast and the road is all wet and slippery, when my fav jeans refuses to dry off and i hate it when I get a running nose..

Rest of the time I just love the rain..Let it be a cheerful drizzle or an exuberant shower..I relish both..

The foggy evenings, lush green trees with cute little branches stemming out, the flowers glittering with dew, blushing sunsets, cool wind carrying smell of moistened earth, look of washed out buildings and jet-black tar roads, steaming cup of strong(bit bitter) coffee, pakoras(if ur mum is happy).. One cannot help but falling in love with this!

one of the days

2007-08-12T10:35:00.000-07:00

College just started..
Its pouring cats and dogs outside…
Everyone is busy…
I have no kaam-dhaam…
Finished reading Afgan…
Re-watched i-Robot(told u I haven’t got much to do)..
And to top it all-A statement "Do you think we all are created for a purpose..I would like to believe so.."
A statement by Isaac Asimov’s figment of imagination(which happens to be a robot(in Spooner's words- just lights and clockwork)), makes you think about your life, raises questions about your motives, makes you doubt yourself and you feel hopeless and dejected more than ever…

In all- a gloomy Sunday.

My Fundae-II

2007-08-10T14:42:00.000-07:00

Everything need not have a reason..

I love to do unreasonable things…
Like, writing this post!

Edit_1:
**I love to do unreasonable things(.....sometimes only).

Freedom

2007-08-10T14:24:00.000-07:00

I feel like a free bird…
Its like, I was trapped in a loop, going round and round the circle..
Today I broke out of it…
No attachments, no bonds, no responsibilities, no worries….
This sudden change is bit odd, but the nicest kind of ‘odd’..
Feels great to be on my own…
The world around me has changed…in a moment… Its far more appealing, exciting, filled with opportunities and possibilities than what I thought it possibly could be..
The sky wasn’t that blue before…
The moon-light wasn’t so soothing before…
The stars weren’t so friendly before..
I want to celebrate this freedom…Spread my wings and soar higher and higher…

A Toast!

2007-08-08T11:53:00.000-07:00

A new name..
for new beginnings....
new challenges....
and new confusions...
cheers!!

Discombobulated!!

2007-08-08T11:39:00.000-07:00

Few people are sure about what they want..
Rest are sure about what they don’t want..

I am not sure about anything!

And its not like that I haven’t tried to sort it out…
But every time I do,it results in turmoil in my head…rush of thoughts.. feelings.. and everything n anything that can happen inside a human head…
And I end up where I started!!

The Rain, speed n the signal

2007-08-08T08:02:00.000-07:00

Typical rainy Sunday.. It had rained a bit in afternoon.. But around dusk sky had cleared..The sun was about to set…It was one of intensely golden sunsets which kindle the horizon…in other words perfect setting for a drive…

So I grabbed my keys and rushed downstairs….

There was not much traffic on the road(considering pune standards).. I started gaining speed… soon reached the maximum(maximum that my bike could offer).. The wind was hitting my face so hard that my entire face had gone numb.. At that moment I could feel only speed..nothin else.. N then I realized, this is exactly why world is crazy about speed.. At that instant,I believed I could fly.. I could achieve anything.. I felt there is nothing in the world that can possibly stop me..

But then I saw a small red light in front that brought me back in reality and I had to apply breaks……..

GRE - facts and opinions

2007-08-08T08:00:00.000-07:00

One cannot possibly finish studying for GRE in 10 days(unless u have exceptionally good vocab).
Active/passive vocab remains unchanged after doing 50 wordlists.
GRE doesn’t test vocab of a person, its just tests patience.
US universities rely on the GRE scores as it reflects the faith we have US educational system. What I mean to say is, while studying for GRE we have to believe that the education will be worth mugging all those words(which you never gonna use in your entire life).
All your guesses about what author of the passage is most likely to agree with(typical RC question) will be wrong.
Don't give GRE after your placement.
I am not meant and made for GRE.

My fundae-I

2007-08-08T03:47:00.000-07:00

I have problem with everything that I “have to” do……

I don’t know whether its universal or its just me..But whenever someone tells me that I have to do something I will try my best to get out of it.. irrespective of whether it makes sense or not..

Like when I am watching tv(day before exam(in pre-scheduled break of few hours)), and during that period if mum happens to tell me to study, I come in my room and end up doing tp for more time than I had originally planned for..

It has nothing to do with being right or wrong. Its all about being instructed to do something. Its as if assuming that I don’t know what’s right and what’s wrong. I am capable of making a decision. I just want people to trust me and I will make my choices. And if I make a mistake, one has every right in the world to blame me.

I don’t mind an advice, just don’t tell me that I HAVE TO do this!!

Choices..

2007-07-04T11:12:00.000-07:00

Why we always have to choose between what is right and what is easy??

I want right thing and easy thing to be the same thing…for once!!!!

Jeetey raho!??

2007-06-28T14:45:00.000-07:00

I happened to see the new ICICI Prudential’s add the other day. It ended with wife saying “Jeetey Raho!” to her husband. And it struck me…The real meaning of so called “Ashirvaad”.

Keep on living.. Is that all we want to achieve in life? Is that all we hope for?? Is that what we strive for??? I would like to believe its not.. But it is…We are genetically built for survival.. The sole purpose of our life is ‘to live’. I know, it may sound very eccentric, but it’s true. All we can do is just accept the fact and just “jeetey raho”…

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But when I think about it, its not all that bad. We can atleast choose the way we live!

The height of boredom!

2007-06-25T09:30:00.001-07:00

Do I need to write anything else????

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The text is not readable..so here it goes:

missed u!

2007-06-02T11:19:00.001-07:00

After spending five days away from home, I realized the thing I missed the most was my PC…

I hate being so dependent on a stupid machine!!

I reached pune in the morning; I turned on the comp as soon as I could… and started listening to songs…and at that time I felt I was home……..

somethin stupid

2007-05-21T11:56:00.001-07:00

Well, I think I should explain what is written in block letters at the start of this web page..

It was the name I gave to my first journal entry.. which I happen to write on the day after my 21st b'day (quite an early start, huh???)..anyways, the events that took place that day were so overwhelming, I couldn't even talk to anyone about it.. so I started typing whatever came in my mind.. and I felt so much better..

I think, I am drifting...

The gist is, it was something (here, I am referring to the namesake of my blog) I could somehow(??) relate to and I could be honest with my feelings.. I was able to talk about the things I never talked about.. I had never opened up this way… I wrote stupidest things.. my silliest ambitions.. my darkest secrets…my wildest dreams.... I was just ‘me’…….. No pretensions, No flamboyance, just ‘me’

And one more thing, I am sure whenever I am going to read this in future, I am going to think how stupid I was back then...
Then, at least I can rightly say 'name was in harmony with its content'!!

I think this wraps up the ‘critical reasoning’ for choosing quite unusual name…
Hoping to blog regularly..cheers..

P.S….
Rather a confession: I am not much of a writer.