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Its funny how fallin' feels like flyin' for a lil' while....

2011-05-08T12:16:00.000-07:00

(I didnt realize this but, only after posting this new post, I got to know that this post is EXACTLY one year after the old post... So this makes it MORE special....)

Been a few months that I've touched this blog... Although I keep reading the feeds and comments and I do reply on time! :)

Saw my own couple of posts, and realized one big thing...
I really didn't want to make myself realize so soon so fast.
but then, the best for me was to accept the fact...

THINGS HAVE CHANGED BIG TIME!

Lots and lots of updates, 100 posts wont be able to handle THAT MANY.
I just saw my post of "Advanced Microprocessors"... In a few lines, I briefed about the happenings. Not possible anymore.

We, Our circle, My friends... ALL (Literally ALL) have different routes now. Changed paths, life is completely different.
slowly all are aging up to become "Uncles" from "Guys"....
We had migrated from "Kids" to "Guys" together, that was not as hard as this could be.

Although there have been a tornado of changes, a tsunami of effects in everyone's life.... Some things can never change...

We still call each other and irritate each other(in a healthy way! :P )...
We still meet as much as we can, not that its possible every time, but everyone tries full on.
Very fortunate that we didn't end up becoming a bunch of Facebook-only friends. Thankfully, we'd grab on to anything just to end up meeting....

The run for money changed EVERYTHING, it couldn't change this!
The time and distance gaps changed our Meetings, it couldn't change this!
Some fights, and run aways, but this remained constant.
1 year have been passed, since we (I hate to call it) "disintegrated".... But surprizingly, nothing bad happened! :)

To those who know what I am talking about... I have no need to write in your names to let you know that I am talking about you, by this time you already know, I am talking about you!!!

I was listening to a song today, its from a movie, "The weary kind..."

It goes like "Its funny how fallin' feels like flyin'.. for a lil' while"...

Which reminded me... I am fallin away from my college(&school) days...and I am independent, which is making me feel like flyin... flyin uncontrolled, unstopped and unscathed...
What worries me is the next part of the song which goes: "... for a lil' while"...!!!

Am I falling away... I asked this to myself, is it becoming hard to stay connected... to the best people in the world...???

Last summer, probably a day like today, I'd be waking up late, watching a movie or two in a desert cooler at mine or someone's place, playing cricket at ajinkya's terrace in evening, talk on my terrace at night.. from topics ranging about existence of aliens to "Are we ourselves aliens? :D "
Some day we would go out DP, coz then, that was the coolest place we could ever go...
Or the Night stays... Awesome breeze... awesome endless talks!!
We would have 12rs, 7rs, 3rs as our total tally of funds, but with those 22rs, we could end up spending the whole day.
Sometimes we'd often go triplee... and sing the swades tune..
From about 10 days before anyone had a birthday, we'd plan out stupid things to do on/with him....(And end up doing exactly the opposite of what was planned)

Cant belive this was JUSTTTT a YEAR BACK! only THREE HUNDRED AND SIXTY FIVE days.. so much of changes!! So many... Hard to handle at times, but slowly settling in!

After a while, replies came in automatically.. (I HATE ALCHEMIST!!)... I was at Ketans with ajinkya and rohan, talking about damya.... then vishnu called... who told me to talk with caddy coz he was irritated (lets keep the term "irritated".. :P )

.... When I came back home.. I sat on this machine to write down the answer... Am I falling... the answer to this was yet to come to my mind. o wait.. it just came...
the answer was: NO!

I was not falling apart from these people, we're perfectly fine...
doing what we used to do....!! Just the terms have changed..

We'd often say "Stump leke aa"... now we'd say "Skype pe aa"....
Or we'd say "kal ratko itni bhuk lagi thi.. kaminey damya ne biscuit bhi nai laae neeche se..."
Today: "Damya ne chocklates bheje the US se.. kamino ne aadhe mere dhaap lie"
OR: "Bey.. Night ko araha kya?"
has been replaced by "Bey.. Pune araha kya??"

Minor changes I'd say! :)

In short...

I aint fallin' at all....

Yet... I feel like flying.......

En réponse...

2010-05-09T05:51:00.000-07:00

Blog updates...

If one of our friends update some blog posts, it becomes an outright duty for us to post something. At least SOMETHING!! :P :D

But today, for a change, It could vaguely or directly be a solution, an answer, or just a further exchange of conversations and discussions with my friend vishnu...
The stuffs which we used to discuss under the stars at damy's terrace.. with cool breeze and flights would arrive quite often on d airport.. Are now being electronically discussed through blogs... ! I'd rather say those were d awesome days indeed!
(What am I talking?)...
I am talking this___

http://vishnu4ever.blogspot.com/2010/05/as-loud-as-silence.html

Hmm.. Just to extend my hand of discussion, fortunately I had a composition under construction in my cell drafts.
As soon as I read his posts, I thought to forcefully complete it, and post it asap!
So here it goes~

(Please read d above link and then the stuff below!)

Just imagine there was light...
N darkness didn't exist...
And there was joy n cheer n laugh..
N crying n sadness was the least...

If there was only silver and gold...
All stones wher shaped to diamonds...
And money and food existed for all..
We needed no crap of funds....

We all would hav whiter skin...
And the blacks wud seam unearthy..
We all could do the same special work...
And all would be equally worthy..

But then all peopl big n small..
Could do what else could do...
Money,diet and health in all...
Would match exact as you..

So be happy in what u've got..
Coz its not what i got wid me..
U ask for gods and roam in despair...
The god U'l find in thee....

-Sid

Advanced microprocessors!!!~~

2010-03-26T13:00:00.000-07:00

I guess Loosing interest is my hobby.
As if being lazy was not enough, hobby of loosing interest should be lost soon!! :P
Back to blogs after quite a time. Read many other posts, events, news and a lot much more happened in the past few months (since the last time I posted something here -.- )
My present state of mind: HEAVILY DOSED OFF! HAD THE MOST GRUESOME TIME! Advanced microprocessors! A paper to remember! I am still in the Inertia of the definations and pin diagrams and control words. Its taking time for me to come out of it!

.....So every time I opened the window to blog something, I lost interest.
Maybe I could wrap up my last 3 months and sum up the news of stuffs close to me:
Events in Descending order (maybe)

1_ I got a job! Tech M callin! YAY!
2_ Had a Superb YASH-10. Our last college event. (feel sad that its over. But its ok! MOVE ON! MARCH ON!)I wanted to cover a full post on YCCE. It'll be coming up as soon as the exams get over.
2_ We all passed 7th semester! leave out the marks. What matters is.. All clear! hushh!
3_ We went on an awesome Industrial(HAHA) tour to Banglore, OOTY, MYSORE. Photos uploaded! Had fun!!!
4_ Unfortunate event for Vis. Couldnt bell the CAT... but life has many DOGS and BULLS already roaring at us and CAT's not d only thing! (hmmm...)
5_ Went through the usual process of finishing off practicals and project work and doing the great Indian "jugaad" to get through.
6_ Damy got a call from US university! WHOAAA!! US CALLING!!!
7_ Giving Exams right now. Had Advanced Microprocessors today. I just wish I get through!!! Was one of the highly tensed moments till I got the question paper!
8_ Guitar continues to stay in METAL \m/. Doing a few megadeth, Maiden, Judas priest apart from the usual metallica! :)
9_ My new addiction: Facebook!
11_Cad busy in football and girls! (Girls= sistrz! He has loads in college. U name it!)
10_IPL3! Awesome action!
11_I've got Counter Strike installed on my machine during Exam days!!

Conclusion:
Too many things! Some awesome, some sad! but thats what a square wave generator is! (spare me for that. Just gave microprocessors! cant think much but Microprocessors)

Inference:
On the verge of finishing my degree in engineering, but I dont understand the difference between conclusion, Inference and observation!

Observation:
LOL.. I dont understand this!

Result:
Thus we have studied microprocessors(Advanced) in 2 days.!

2009-12-01T10:36:00.000-08:00

YOU think so much ...........YOU think................so.....deep..........
YOU try to change YOURSELF.............

some thing is empty............something missing...........
........................hold on.............................
........................I just Missed being Myself...........................
......................perfect...............
.....thats my thought............simple..........and clear...

How to say no?

2009-11-28T20:11:00.000-08:00

Its been always a tough ask for me. Saying no for something which I do not desire or wish. Very tough. I always tend to say yes, or ok, or chalega.
Be it a salesman from eureka forbes, saying "sir are you free on sunday? we would like to show a demo"
Even if that guy had been here twice last week. I would dumbly agree and place up a meet.
Either I say yes and stick to it. Or I say no later. Which reflects that I have a dual nature.
Quite confusing this. If I sleep at 3 am, and guys call me for cricket at 7, I would initially agree, and later somehow a pooja at my grandma's place, or a function at my place would arise, in which way, I would not go to cricket.

Its hard to say no for me. One of the honest weakness I possess. Its like answering an HR, who asks me what are my weaknesses.
This is one of them, and I am uncertain how to overcome it.!!

P.S: If you ring me up, its a guarantee that I would nod to whatever you say.
Try "you stink dumbass"
:P
:D

!!!

2009-11-06T04:53:00.000-08:00

I think I am at loss of topics these days.
Either: I have become ultra lazy to pen down some words, views and stuff.
OR : I am not quite getting a nerve to catch and write on.

Maybe I would just do like people do on tweeter.
A simple "status" showing message. That shows what I am into currently.

Here it goes:
Sid J is: Happy :)

Bore. Maybe i would end this very bore post with a quote.

Waiting is a trap. There will always be reasons to wait.
The truth is, there are only two things in life,
reasons and results, and reasons simply don't count.

Happy Diwali in Indian Economy...

2009-10-14T11:12:00.000-07:00

Joy time in India as the economy rings positive bells!
As soon as the news hit that the Industrial output has hit a 2 year high of about 10.4%, in no time did the stock market reacted to it. And HOW!
The spurring news of positive global, especially European cues made the market react strongly and sharply. Within two days, it rallied way upwards and now staying calm above 17000! Nifty showing signs to touch 5200 mark.
The news of HDFC Q2 profit up 30% at 686cr hit the market, to add fuel to the already running positive rally that the markets were going through. Infosys reported a staggering 7.5% increase in total profits and the freeze in recruitment has been if not considerably but marginally reduced in all the sectors in India and abroad.

The traders said the Sensex had gained almost 79 per cent this year as foreign funds stepped up purchases on the back of a recovering economy.
The FIIs pumped in nearly USD 13 billion into Indian stocks this year, almost putting back what they had pulled out in 2008 when the index slumped to more than half.

Looks like the positive cues are here to stay as the data shows that post Diwali has always been a happy time for investors as Nine out of the past 10 Diwalis saw Indian stocks rise after the festival. But with new and international factors at play, would this decade-long trend prevail this year as well?

??.....

2009-10-09T10:08:00.000-07:00

They say i should keep writing.
on the blog that seems so dead by now.
but introspecting, and observing my self.
I feel its better not to write now.

They blog about the bombs, and gunfire's and chases..
which is a usual chore now. A usual blasphemy...
It rains bombs when it should actually rain water...
and when it rains water, we see the dead lives of many...

They blog about global warming, pollution and havoc.
the controlling measures are still, a sponsored event of some company...
The nature, true to its power, will one day respond to our unconcern...
It will swallow everything, the then termed "theophany"

They write about the corruption, recession and terrorism...
the words they seam so heavy, mean and abhorrent...
Where is the simplicity called love, peace and harmony...
Which used to show some signs of existence, a ray so blunt...

They say the world is in grave danger...
I say the writings wont help at all...
We should stand united, confront all tornadoes...
And listen to the worlds cry and call...

Things/Stuffs that changed life. Part 2:

2009-09-03T11:16:00.000-07:00

Indian Railways!

huh!? how can? bluh1?!? it.. be?? Indian railways???!
those sweaty machines, swooshing past the tracks.
The Engines, at times the coal one, throwing black residues right back at passengers.
Morning shit sticking on to tracks, and stinking dirty atmo!
Beggars ,Thieves, untrustworthy people!
How can this be something which changed my life.
errgh!!
Strangely for me. It has always been something.

I love the way it starts.
The alarming high pitched horn. They honk at high pitches, saying its time to leave.
It doesn't care if you are leaving your haven, and building up an unknown new one.
Neither does it asks if you are going your home for diwali.
It neither stops for you if you are late. Nor does it appreciate you, for you came on time. It honks. Pass. Hop inn if you wish to. Else buhbyee!

I love the way we search for S1,S2.. Sn (where n=1 to 12 max)
Ting-ding-ding pravasanni kripaya laksha dyave.
And the way we used to run too and fro to search our bogey! And the hawkers and coolies shouting for there own reasons but the same. paapi pet ka sawal :-)
I love the crowd near TC
Sir ladies hai sir. Ek bogey shift kardo sir. Sir confirm nahi hai. Thoda khuch adjustment ho sakta hai kya?
They might be chewing the same strategies and stuffs to fool passengers.
At times they are God. The provider of shelter while traveling unreserved!

Then comes the best thing.
Its rythm. The way it dances, and jerks at heavy speeds.
When bridges, mountains, roads, farms gushhh past the way.
In short when we see the true colors of India. And not the fake India shown on Colors TV channel!
Love the scenery and the speed. Even if things aren't quite well, fighting for seats, and doing what not. Indian railways works magic for me.
I pray that is should not be upgraded to some bullet train system or some hi-fy train thing. It should be the way it is!
Proud of it!

(Wrote on Ganpati visarjan. Had a great day! Ganpati Bappa moraya!)

Things/Stuffs that changed life. Part 1:

2009-08-31T11:35:00.000-07:00

Here He is. The messiah. The lord of all.
It may seem uncommon for people to read so hyped stuff of a rather unfamous guy.
His contribution to music, rock and metal; is unparallel to any other human being.
I may add that to replicate and do what he could do again, would take another umpteen generations.
His riffs: awesome. Amazing. Its like it creates a magical aura around. And even first timers would love it. I BET. YEA I DO.
His voice: Although many speculations that he can sing only at E's and A minors. I guess. This is for them, the critics. SING LIKE HIM. AND SHOW YOUR WORTH. KICKKK...
His solos: Although less, but whatever he does, its magic. GOD SENT. GIFTED. What not!

For many, this guy is just called JAMES HETFIELD.
For some, he's an inspiration. GOD.
Referrences:
(not in order)
For whom the bell tolls.
Fade to black.
Fuel.
Unforgiven I,II,III (although unforgiven 2 is not that catchy)
One.
Master of puppets.
Fuel.
Turn the page, Whiskey in d jar (Covers lyk these, are better than d originals)
Nothing else matters.
Bleeding me. (Hear the riff.. Oooo BOY)
Sad but true.

(These are mere referrences. TO fall for. To live for)

In the series of "ThingS/Stuffs that changed my life"
I salute this living legend: James HETFIELD.
Who indeed, changed the dimensions of Music!!!!
Cheers.

Suggestions...

2009-08-25T23:41:00.000-07:00

I have just finished posting a comment on vishnu's blog.
Astite,Asnune,Ansamble,Etsnine,Ervelvous... That guy uses thesauraus.com to find hard words for his work.(kiddin mate.. all hail ur vocab :))
All said and done. Here comes my stuff.. Sid BABA ke kirtan.. bhajan...take 1.

Ever wondered how many suggestions in life (life!? din bhar ki hi baat karlo yarr)
Everyday we get umpteen suggestions. Everyone wants us to do this and not that.
Its like a tree. One gardner wants to cut the left branch more. The other wants to cut the right one more. Insane. More so, People keep telling us different thing which we do not want to hear!
"wake up at 6 in morning and study, it helps"
"wear blue, it suits you"
"read this book first, coz this wud interest you more"
"Do MBA, GRE requires much more planning"

A short list of what people Suggest, indicate, Plan, Bring to light in our poor lil brains.
I think we should listen to what we ourselves feel. (HEY EVEN THAT IS A SUGGESTION!! HAHA)
But if we through more thought on it, if we listen to what the inner self says, atleast later on we wont regret about the actions. "u said blue suits me, and she rejected me" HAHAHA... common dialogue in majnoo'z.
Its quite a confusing point, but there are only a handful of readers who read my blog.
let them be confused. Let them think much. LOL.

PEacE. \m/

Enigma...

2009-07-17T11:08:00.000-07:00

Calm.
I was.
At the crazy times when it was really crazy.
When the options were less, and i mean it was.
The things were abstruse, mystifying.
It couldn't be put where it had to be put.

Unsure.
I was.
At the hurdles that roared back and forth.
They teased me in and out.
Faked images mystified me.
deluded me from knowing the truth.

Scared.
I was.
When i mistook the directions.
And took a left from right.
Heart beats were mere beats now.
Where was my identity to be lost.

Left out.
I was.
'was one fine morning without fineness.
One unwanted morning with no spice and sugar.
One inexpressible moment of neither peace or war.
One sick moment of contraband atmosphere.

Happy.
I was.
It was when you crossed the aisle.
And deep beneath, it rang and dolled.
The merriness of which is inexpressible.
The definitions of craziness to refold.

Intend.
I had.
To simply stare you endlessly.
To get that glimpse and moment of you.
And that freezing chill forever.
Would unwillingly last for a few!

Happiness.
I got.
When things went simple and amazingly clear.
And Heart beats now without tricky fear.
Everything is blithe, the air and the dew.
A Person I found magically. It was you.

-SID

(i am single)

Thus he won...

2009-06-27T00:14:00.000-07:00

In the last thoughts of defeat..
when you show your white flag..
and surrender yout feat...
to the enemy u alwayz stood flat...

in those moments when you loose..
you introspect wat went wrong...
and which were d trapjoints...
where you found yourself lost...

find yourself crazily tired..
and how u cud not make amends..
the enemy laughs ahoy.!
says "he got through all the dents"!!

once an arrow strikes your main...
you utter cry... and your empire falls..
the faith shattered...u whisper aloud..
"your time will come.. your time will come"

the sun sets down on unpromising note..
says u may not find him back again..
you end up in a dark prisons glove...
watchin down your long hard pain...

the night is way too gruesome...
and it makes you wander what next?!
you feel the eyes upon you..
and say "your time will come"

you are carried on to the hog..
the mates give a grimming look..
ur mind still wanders at thought..
says "your time will come"..

you grab your attention...
and look at the bayside view..
the birds u feel are chirpin for u..
sayin "your time is now"

the platform of death etches nearer...
you feel it can be done..
with ropes and knives and bars and swords..
you feel yes it can be done...

the enemy watches you in peace..
wishes for you the one last time..
and u grab ur feet, and scale beneath..
and fight with the swordsmens crime...

you see the two gates ahead..
one to escape and one to the dead..
the one single moment to choose..
is lying a time ahead...

you choose to escape and manage ur heart..
it fights and fights when u make ur moves..
ur body works hard and u fight to ur full..
coz when u hav everythin to win, u hav nothing to loose..

the escape gets over and u end up escaping..
feel tired and relaxed.. the emotions pumping..
ur empire greets u and sings aloud..
"your time has come, your time has come"

-SID

ChApTeR 21...

2009-06-15T12:06:00.000-07:00

So,
The counting starts.
tick-tick-tick...
Here we go again, in the aisle of opportunities (for some pessimistic mindsets, kindly replace opportunities by darkness)
Coming back to the point,
ItZ Ma BiRtHdAy ToDaY!!! HAAH.
Yeah, I m just finished with receiving calls and texts of friends. And just finished with replying back for the wishes I just received.
Guess what, I didn't like these birthday celebrations for many years. For some reason, I felt we just lost another year and gained nothing. I felt it like a 80-90 year looped cycle of birthday wishes. Which come and go.
But, when I had stepped into my graduation college, it was altogether different.
Birthdays are fun here. Yours, Mine, His, Her... all birthdays...they ROCK! \m/
Needless to say, I have a different perspective for looking at birthdays now.
THey are a report card.
Which show the personal success one had in one rotation that earth makes around the sun from the time one is born (huh???)
Its the report card every friend calls and texts and says
"Sid, you passed again, with flying colors, your last year was awesome, and we greet you in your next year. Go ahead, and have a great year ahead"

For some, these greetings don't mean a thing, they are a thrash in a box, or a penny's call, a formality to push the gravity of "I called u" attitudes.

For some, and assured for my friends too, its a way to say "hey, life's fun, lets enjoy, and WE ARE THERE FOR YOU"

BAAh...
We can end now. Maybe with some stupid birthday poem:

Sing a song of Birthdays
Full of fun and cheer
And may you keep on having them
For many a happy year.

chao

From the blogs...

2009-06-13T07:43:00.000-07:00

hi..
hmm... a bit low feelings today...
"mujhe khuch samajh nahi raha".. most common in some spoilt bolly flicks.. i m feelin d same way today... ! insane...

anywayz... ther's not much to post.. i m feelin my writin power has gone..
it has been days i m not exited about writing...! neither hav i composed any good lines... nor heard.. AAaaAAaa... "mujhe khuch samajh nahi raha"

i had been to other blogs..
some had great stories.. some were shiftin to US wid some work..
some were absorbed in politics.. cricket... films...
hmm...
leave it.. will post somethin creative soon...
for now.. lemmi think of some good quote to end this post with...

"Live forever or die in the attempt."

SUCH A BORE IT WAS!!!!!!
another one:

"mujhe khuch samajh nahi rahaaa"

Inspired by my friends story... !.. hmm.. yea u can say so..!

2009-05-02T12:45:00.000-07:00

off i go..
not to wage a war..
but to find a trust..
i dont know how far...

off i go..
not to betray or foul...
but to crave for happiness..
or be hugged in a soul...

off i go..
to roam infinity...
to search someone really special...
in this very social city...

off i go..
to the oceans ripping apart..
and distances along...
to get the real heart...

and still it seems...
a journey so hazy...
and to my amazement...
I dont have TIME to be COZY...

-sid

Great story..

2009-04-26T12:06:00.000-07:00

A little boy came up to his mother in the kitchen one evening while she was fixing supper, and handed her a piece of paper that he had been writing on. After his Mom dried her hands on an apron, she read it, and this is what it said:

For cutting the grass: $5.00
For cleaning up my room this week: $1.00
For going to the store for you: $.50
Baby-sitting my kid brother while you went shopping: $.25
Taking out the garbage: $1.00
For getting a good report card: $5.00
For cleaning up and raking the yard: $2.00
Total owed: $14.75

Well, his mother looked at him standing there, and the boy could see the memories flashing through her mind. She picked up the pen, turned over the paper he'd written on, and this is what she wrote:

For the nine months I carried you while you were growing inside me:
No Charge

For all the nights that I've sat up with you, doctored and prayed for you:
No Charge

For all the trying times, and all the tears that you've caused through the years:
No Charge

For all the nights that were filled with dread, and for the worries I knew were ahead:
No Charge

For the toys, food, clothes, and even wiping your nose:
No Charge

Son, when you add it up, the cost of my love is:
No Charge.

When the boy finished reading what his mother had written, there were big tears in his eyes, and he looked

straight at his mother and said, "Mom, I sure do love you." And then he took the pen and in great big letters he

wrote: "PAID IN FULL".

Tere bin...rabbi's song with english translation!!

2009-03-16T10:35:00.000-07:00

AWESOMELY KUUUUUUUUUUUL LYRICS THESE....CHEK EM>>>>>

tere bin / besides you
sanu sohnia / my love
koi hor nahio labhna / I shan't find another
jo dave / who'll give
ruh nu sakun / peace to my soul
chukke jo nakhra mera / and indulge me

ve main sare ghumm ke vekhia / I have gone and seen it all
amrika , roos, malaysia / America, Russia, Malaysia
kittey vi koi fark si / there wasn't any difference
har kise di koi shart si / they all had some condition
koi mangda mera si sama / some asked for my time
koi hunda surat te fida / some were fascinated with my face
koi mangda meri si vafa / some demanded my fidelity
na koi mangda merian bala / none wanted my demons

tere bin / besides you
hor na kise / no one else
mangni merian bala / wanted my demons
tere bin / besides you
hor na kise / no one else
karni dhup vich chhan / shall shade me in the sun
jiven rukia / (the) way you paused
si tun zara / slightly
nahion bhulna / i shan't forget
main sari umar / all my life
jiven akhia si akhan chura / you said, looking away
"rovenga sanu yad kar" / "you shall weep in my memory"
hasia si main hasa ajeeb / i laughed a strange laugh
(par) tu nahi si hasia / but you didn't
dil vich tera jo raaz si / you had a secret in your heart
mainu tu kyon ni dasia / why didn't you tell me

tere bin / besides you
sanu eh raz / none shall tell this
kise hor nahion dasna / secret to me
tere bin / besides you
peerh da ilaaj / what druid
kis vaid kolon labhna / has the cure to my ills

milia si ajj mainu / i found today
tera ik patra / a note of yours
likhia si jis 'te / on which you had scribbeled
tun shayr varey shah da / a varis shah couplet
park ke si osnu / upon reading which
hanjnu ik duliya / a teardrop fell
akhan 'ch band si / what was locked in the eye
seh raaz ajj khulia / was revealed today
ki tere bin / that other than you
eh mere hanjnu / these tears of mine
kise hor / won't be kissed by
nahio chumna / none else
ki tere bin / that other than you
eh mere hanjhu / these tears of mine
mitti vich rulnha / will wither in the dust

...Keep Swimming...

2009-02-09T07:16:00.000-08:00

By: Author Unknown

Two frogs fell into a deep cream bowl. One was an optimistic soul.
But the other took the gloomy view.
"We'll drown," he lamented without much ado,
and with a last despairing cry,
he flung up his legs and said "Goodbye."

Quote the other frog with a steadfast grin,
"I can't get out but I won't give in,
I'll just swim around till my strength is spent,
then I'll die the more content."
Bravely he swam to work his scheme,
and his struggles began to churn the cream.

The more he swam, his legs a flutter,
the more the cream turned into butter.
On top of the butter at last he stopped,
and out of the bowl he gaily hopped.

What is the moral? It's easily found...
If you can't hop out, keep swimming around!

2008-12-05T05:05:00.000-08:00

Still Dramatic...

2008-09-04T01:45:00.000-07:00

Its festive time out. With the cultures and traditions shining bright this Ganpati fest, What runs this multi crore industrial fest is the faith in infinite Indians.
The faith that keeps reminding the society to be in society.
Be it an IT watchdog, or a rikshaw-wallah, All somehow manage to celebrate the fest.
This time, its even special. We, friends have plans to do a drama on a culteral treat this time.
The drama scripted mainly by damya, with assistance from caddy, vis and me, is, what we feel is humerous. But the matter of fact is that this drama should be appealing to public. It should have gags related to public. We are still working and modifying our scripts.
Direction is co-operatively done in the right spirit. And the characters, well, will be on youtube later.
Its too early to say we are definately doing it, as the date of performance is TOMORROW. nothing is ready, not a single rehearsal is being done.
Its quite unsure, if we are going to perform or not.
Topic Queued....

Fort rkn...was ours...

2008-09-04T01:37:00.000-07:00

Lo and Behold... We went through the elims quite swiftly...and Sunday was the day for our national level paper presentation. With teams from distant places like amravati, wardha and wat not, we were one of the 49 team finalists which were selected. We had to go and present paper as soon as the contest begun. But with no, or little nervousness, we wrecked the nerves of the students.
It was vishnu's presentation which was so effective that the students lay staring and the judges kept wondering what to ask or what to cross on this.
The Ppt presentation was extremely good, thanks to Caddy's efforts for the background templates.
All in all, we sat back on our chair with initial assumption that we were quite on a safer side.
Later on, it continued for 17 more papers, with quite a good content. Was fun to watch.
We stood second in the presentation, and got 2k cash prize.
Though the management of rkn was completely dull, and completly haywire, our certificates were given to some chaps from KITS ramtek.
We had a quarreling session with the management, which somehow looked nervous about there mistake.
We all are still awaiting certificates...

on a winning high...

2008-08-28T23:56:00.000-07:00

With the health of my pc showing no signs of improvement, I still, in someway try to upkeep and prevent my blog from stinking.
Though it still is deprived of raunchy images and a youth color, I pressume my postings make it worth a breathe.

It was a debate organized by electrical dept. in YCCE, wherein I took part with Vishnu (a lot will be heard about names close to me and surrounding my life, I wish to create a separate blog in a Tribute to our friendship and proving worthy time and again).

The debate, much to its name had to be aggressive and head on. But much to no surprise, it stood chilly slow and the management was "traditionally-poor".
On waiting for an hour or so, we finally had our judges walk in. And the environment was totally "rattofied". Every participant was busy murmuring something from there "Thesis" brought on Nuclear deal, which we were supossed to speak for 120 secs.
Our group stood shining bright, with no or less errors, resulting an irritating second spot in the elims.

With ups and downs. we somehow managed to clinche a top spot by the finals.
It was a happy moment indeed. And in hand, it provided a required adrenaline which is a much needed enzhyme for me.
We have submitted a paper abstract in SRKNEC, and are awaiting results. "String Theory" is the topic we choose.
Lets hope for the best and hope to get selected....

PC is gone, so is bloggin...

2008-08-26T08:08:00.000-07:00

With the rise and fall of life, here it goes again, the rise of pc and an extreme downfall of the same. Just when i turned my pc the other day, it cracked a sound, and is now dead.. a mere brick i can say.. its medic is yet to come, but till then there will be rare updates on my blog. Days are going fine, so are the nights!...

Trip to my childhood...

2008-08-22T08:00:00.000-07:00

Who said we cant travel back in time!! Who said we cannot relive those moments which are lost and seem almost unreachable because of the mighty domain called time!! We can.. I did!

It was a donation made by my granddad, to a temple very close to my old residence,a place where I dwelled till my 8th grade. A place where I started construction of my dreams. Be it shattery weak ones or cement strong ones.
Dreams are unrealistic approach to what we try to make them realistic. OH HOY...its again going boring.
Anyways, the temple where i just had tripped today, pitchured my childhood perfectly. I never heard or chanted the shlokas which i did in that temple 15 years ago! 15 years later, I find myself chanting the same shlokas, and same prayers without loss of a single phrase or a stanza. I was amazed by my own. It was virtually impossible for me to remember stuffs which i recited 15 years ago! 5475 days ago! It was a truly amazing experience.
The Gods whom I always saw from not more than a small kids height, i saw them with an adult and a grown up eye. Everything just flashed and it kept on flashing untill I saw myself as a Kid again, playing and fussing with my age old forgotten buddies. The bell which i could not reach with my "x-days" height, i could easily stretch my hand and ring it comfortably. It shook my senses. The bell was same, Gods were same, And an unbelievable fact: The pundits were also the same. What had changed was me!

"Change": Its the only "constant" of life!!!

DAY 1:

2008-08-21T02:05:00.002-07:00

Frankly, this is my 5th blog.
I had been bloggin and planning-to-blogging since ages.
But this time with some motivation in me, I decide to keep it updated, enrolled with new events, and happenings in not only life but, also beyond life...quite philosophically.

Infact the header was planned to be: "cat as an intruder"...

We just had a cat give birth to three tiny little kittens in our pavement.
They are a month and a half old now, and play and gel wel with us.
But accidently, my younger brother, stepped and crushed the one which was the cutiest and was an ideal soft-toy-material.
That day involved hue and cry over spoilt milk, and the atmosphere was full of regrets and complains. The kitten lie still, it was almost impossible for it to see this world with that compassion again. a sorrowfull day indeed.
What mattered most was, though these were not our pets, me and my dad went to the vet to ask his life. Not observing the results, I observed that such lows in life were actually bonding our family better and for good.
My observation, not as much on kittens health, was on the reactions my family was giving to that tiny lil creature.

Instead of regular "dad-tv, mom-kitchen, bro and me-computer" pairs, I could see that we all four were infact in one room.
The atmosphere was indeed sad, but we all had chats with each others, exchanging each others knowledge about kittens.
with mom providing age old belifs that cat has 7 lives, me and bro searching for reasons with science as the root. dad giving his medical experience.It was a touching moment, but i was more involved in family psychology and approach towards the mammal.
It was not our pet, yet we went to vet for humanity. But HUMANITY??It was a simple animal. How can it be termed Humanity? is it not ANIMALITY!! oops...its going beyond and behind.
Now, after 5 days of the accident, the kitten is showing signs of improvement. The same family which was drenched in low lying emotions, have now a reason to smile.
My bro did surely a mistake of accidently crushing that poor fellows back.Bur is it not that Mistakes are emberassing when they happen, but years later, we have a collection of mistakes to be termed as EXPERIENCE!!

Its too uncool for guys of my age to talk "kitten-stuffs"...
But its even more Uncool for a guy of my age not showing sympathy (or ANIMALITY as we say:)