its not been two weeks since i ve set my foot into the land of opportunities, when life has seen a plummet into the previous habits. add to that the equivocation of existence and the end result is a chain reaction of events that suck!! imagine exiling oneself for peace, calm and perspicuity and ending up with a deadly combo of a whirlpool and a tornado..
its true what they say abt ttu... here, its possible..
god damn the pejoration.. but honestly, another first time in life.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
in response...
capitulation to woes is a very common error in the homo sapien history. being as silly as this race is and assuming a savant title, it has been established that we are the apotheosis of the "know all" in the gamut of life. however, mistakes are common and what is needed in such woebegone situations is to look for help elsewhere apart from our own soul and conscience.
gregariousness is one of the greatest factors which sequesters us to the zenith of evolutionary ladder. hence, making the maximum utilization of this attribute, we try to assuage the pain we feel during our own fiascoes.
consulting a friend in need is not a sin, coz not only does that help mitigate the melancholy but gives a better perception of the existing issue. after all, as the adage goes, "two heads are better than one". although, the catch 22 here is that these arbitrators seeked can either be pea brained themselves or they may astute and perspicacious but highly biased.
in any case, when assistance is required, whatever one receives need not be the final judgment about an issue. it can be but an opinion the seeked espies. after all, u wont be asking for help only to be told what u want to be told. the thing is, u ask for help to discern the other persons point of view and get a comprehensive idea of what is happening.
in case, u r looking for solace, then that has to be stated prior to the discussion which would kill any germinating equivocation from the other side. on the other hand, if that is not the case, then honesty could be called the need of the hour, in which, the shrink should not be vituperated or castigated for elucidating with scintillating clarity, probity and rectitude.
the bottom line to the entire topic is that learning from mistakes is a great experience. Edison could communicate this pretty well. every hardship is associated with a scintilla of hope. seek help, find the right door, trudge the path, fall down umpteen number of times, but have the courage to get up and conquer the world.
:)
gregariousness is one of the greatest factors which sequesters us to the zenith of evolutionary ladder. hence, making the maximum utilization of this attribute, we try to assuage the pain we feel during our own fiascoes.
consulting a friend in need is not a sin, coz not only does that help mitigate the melancholy but gives a better perception of the existing issue. after all, as the adage goes, "two heads are better than one". although, the catch 22 here is that these arbitrators seeked can either be pea brained themselves or they may astute and perspicacious but highly biased.
in any case, when assistance is required, whatever one receives need not be the final judgment about an issue. it can be but an opinion the seeked espies. after all, u wont be asking for help only to be told what u want to be told. the thing is, u ask for help to discern the other persons point of view and get a comprehensive idea of what is happening.
in case, u r looking for solace, then that has to be stated prior to the discussion which would kill any germinating equivocation from the other side. on the other hand, if that is not the case, then honesty could be called the need of the hour, in which, the shrink should not be vituperated or castigated for elucidating with scintillating clarity, probity and rectitude.
the bottom line to the entire topic is that learning from mistakes is a great experience. Edison could communicate this pretty well. every hardship is associated with a scintilla of hope. seek help, find the right door, trudge the path, fall down umpteen number of times, but have the courage to get up and conquer the world.
:)
in your shoes, my lord... !
for sometime now, disappointment was presumed not to exist : the cynical conviction that each putting in their (maximum or best..???!!!) efforts was assumed to be affection sans affectation (pun intended..in case u dint get it). however, a personal confrontation brought out the hardships involved to keep it going.
every relationship having two individuals always one of them stronger and one weaker. and the weaker is the one who is all the more vulnerable to pain, negligence, suffering and nonchalance. the result would mean that the weaker individual would assume the role of a martyr (albeit subconsciously). this would lead to a lot of skirmishes and bawling.
it is highly important for each individual in a relationship to stand in the other person's shoes and understand the world from their point of view...their dreams, their ideas, their duties and their frustrations...in short, their constraints. if this maneuver is not implemented to the word, the following debacle can be imputed to the highly blown up ego of the weaker one. and that would mean parrying all attempts of patching up initially and fighting demons of past in the long run, looking forward to a lachrymose existence.
every relationship having two individuals always one of them stronger and one weaker. and the weaker is the one who is all the more vulnerable to pain, negligence, suffering and nonchalance. the result would mean that the weaker individual would assume the role of a martyr (albeit subconsciously). this would lead to a lot of skirmishes and bawling.
it is highly important for each individual in a relationship to stand in the other person's shoes and understand the world from their point of view...their dreams, their ideas, their duties and their frustrations...in short, their constraints. if this maneuver is not implemented to the word, the following debacle can be imputed to the highly blown up ego of the weaker one. and that would mean parrying all attempts of patching up initially and fighting demons of past in the long run, looking forward to a lachrymose existence.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
slithering away to glory..
at the most, 10 centimeters in length.
sand colored body.
scaled tail.
quadrupedal stability.
clawed feet.
bulging eyes.
sticky tongue.
and the best of the whole thing, is, i envy it.
a gecko living behind my tube light. this mr. (or miss??!!!) gecko has been the reason i have been turning green of late. my avarice aint directed towards its tongue, slime or the reptilian ancestry. its more towards mr. gecko's goals in life. eat, mate and die. great, just great.
wish my life was this tangle free.
sand colored body.
scaled tail.
quadrupedal stability.
clawed feet.
bulging eyes.
sticky tongue.
and the best of the whole thing, is, i envy it.
a gecko living behind my tube light. this mr. (or miss??!!!) gecko has been the reason i have been turning green of late. my avarice aint directed towards its tongue, slime or the reptilian ancestry. its more towards mr. gecko's goals in life. eat, mate and die. great, just great.
wish my life was this tangle free.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
wayward caprices----part 2
what am i upto??!!!
long long ago, there lived a dainty princess in a far off land. she was very noted for being multi-faceted. she delved into academia till 3 am in the night, she painted using her hand as the easel, she knitted with the enthusiasm of an 8th month preggy, she cooked with the ardor of a newly wed and... aah...an exhaustive list that was...
but what happened then? ha haa...kahaani mein twist...she met with her match..n puff..all this went into thin air. what is she doing of late? she attends her classes with great difficulty, she's lost her passion in teaching, she stopped cooking. n what happened to her? the princess was lost, lost in lore...infact, she became a paradigm for couch potatoes and gluttons (under the pretense of epicures), gave up her niche, fell off the cliff of achievement, lost her flat abs, endured friendlessness and boredom (vicious combo that one..i tell u!!), gained a double chin n became a roadies fan (screwing up 2 hours per day to reruns of saturday's footage over the entire next week).
viola!!! grrrrrrreat!
and now, as happens in every fairy tale, the princess wants her rightful place...back! so now, the princess arms herself with (a lil dilapidated) self importance, ego and oodles of confidence. its war...and the time has come to salvage the ship...
aye aye captain!!
another karan johar in making..
("oh darling!!", with that characteristic wave of of the hand)..
first it was the right hero and heroine, but a wrong story. then it was the right hero, wrong heroine and right story. next it was the right hero and heroine, but a wrong vamp (and a male one at tht...goodness gracious). next it was a right hero, heroine, story, but bad drama. now, its a boggy soup - wrong hero, wrong hero, no vamp, right setting and a perfect script!
what are we waiting for? the spot boy to show us some lime light and some auspicious muhurt to give us the signal...
Action!!
Odysseys' Penelope..
i just hope Homer wouldnot be turning in his grave for this vapid account of my life, in the name of his characters! anyways, moving on to the actual write up...has anyone ever encountered a live, impatient female, who yearned for being an impatient penelope? historical annals would stigmatize such blasphemy, and still...lo and behold! here i am walking in flesh and blood. i have only four words in return to all the declamation and tirade.
god bless my odysseys.
to be or not to be...
four admissions, all from the top 20 colleges of u.s. of a. any girl's dream come true. and here i am, planning to wake up at 4 early tomorrow morning to be present in the puja room. for what purpose, now i have come down start begging for financial aid. truly, "wishes and water have similar traits...both run in the forward direction"..(plagiarized from "jodha akbar"...translated by her highness...me!!)
ungrateful wretch!
orange obsession..
remember the ad, where all the customers get scared stiff coz the pulp of the oranges in vicinity keeps vanishing? he he...that has become my obsession - minute maid pulpy orange..shake and use. the other one's is lakme sun bloc..effective sun protection with spf 25 (oil free protection) this one was a dream till i decided to indulge n became prodigal, throwing 140 bucks down the drain. now, i am left with a super oily sun ban lotion, that gives even castor oil a complex!
what do u know now? i can go to consumer court for justice??!!!
Sunday, January 13, 2008
the nadir
it was a day when nothing would be right. swollen eyes dripping with tears saw the blue beach. everything seemed blank. it was like every other time, screaming a profanity and getting an irritating silence in reply. this time was none the different too. except... everything seemed distant. the night before was a cacophony of sobbing, incessant tears wetting the pillow. that evening was same too. a few mundane questions came forth, a few trite facts repeated, but instead of feeling banal, pathos weighted around the air.
finally, the d-question was sported : "do u need me?"
"ambiguity" came the reply. "equivocation, i can't decide".
the skies were bleak, but there was a yearning for a cloudburst. if only anyone would care to hear the dirge that followed. slowly, the steps were retraced. in spite of the predicament, a lot of indirect servility and begging ensured. but the answer was always the same : "i am not sure. i can't decide".
a rent heart went back into its shell. an elegy was silently playing in the mind. a desire to end all worthwhile tore the being into shreds. albeit consciousness abound, but so was grief. slowly, love saw retreat.
it was a moment when my self-respect lost its existence.
it was a moment when i hated myself the most.
not for getting confronted by ambiguity when i needed love, neither for my servility.
just the fact, that it was a deja vu.
it was a moment i would loathe till my end.
it was a moment i quote as my nadir.
finally, the d-question was sported : "do u need me?"
"ambiguity" came the reply. "equivocation, i can't decide".
the skies were bleak, but there was a yearning for a cloudburst. if only anyone would care to hear the dirge that followed. slowly, the steps were retraced. in spite of the predicament, a lot of indirect servility and begging ensured. but the answer was always the same : "i am not sure. i can't decide".
a rent heart went back into its shell. an elegy was silently playing in the mind. a desire to end all worthwhile tore the being into shreds. albeit consciousness abound, but so was grief. slowly, love saw retreat.
it was a moment when my self-respect lost its existence.
it was a moment when i hated myself the most.
not for getting confronted by ambiguity when i needed love, neither for my servility.
just the fact, that it was a deja vu.
it was a moment i would loathe till my end.
it was a moment i quote as my nadir.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
i should have left with dignity.
there was a time when i thought i was an insider. i thought i knew all about him, that given any minute of the day, i knew what he was thinking or what he was doing. that was the level of love or obsession or whatever you choose to call it. to imagine the extent of trust i had in him..monumental. and slowly all this started trickling away from me. sometimes, it was like i was living in a hazy world with images shifting...and by god, the images would always be those of last october. somehow, time froze for me in that frame and i was happy to be living there, bound by those walls demarcating my existence, if it aint for my expectations. and when sometime this year, i realized the stark reality, that i was hooked and there was no way out, not coz he bound me, but coz i was bound, i should have left with dignity. getting kicked around umpteen no. of times ached...it still does when i think back.
i should have left with dignity. even now, i keep repeating to myself the same line. now, when i look at him, i see an intricate web of responsibilities and duties that surround him...n him amidst all tat, satisfied at the pace of his life. n i beckon to him as an outsider begging to be taken in...for i know, i am hooked. he just leaves the door ajar for me- neither does he shoo me off, nor does he invite me in. may be i am not wanted around.
today, in my 20th year, i feel like an old broad. there was a time when my presence was felt like a breath of fresh air. but today, i know i am different. i haggle, i crib and worse of all, i reminisce about a long lost golden age. i feel i have aged years over the last 14 months. i know i am not loved or respected anymore. i know i destroyed it all with my own hands. i know...
i should have left with dignity.
i should have left with dignity. even now, i keep repeating to myself the same line. now, when i look at him, i see an intricate web of responsibilities and duties that surround him...n him amidst all tat, satisfied at the pace of his life. n i beckon to him as an outsider begging to be taken in...for i know, i am hooked. he just leaves the door ajar for me- neither does he shoo me off, nor does he invite me in. may be i am not wanted around.
today, in my 20th year, i feel like an old broad. there was a time when my presence was felt like a breath of fresh air. but today, i know i am different. i haggle, i crib and worse of all, i reminisce about a long lost golden age. i feel i have aged years over the last 14 months. i know i am not loved or respected anymore. i know i destroyed it all with my own hands. i know...
i should have left with dignity.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
songs of hope...
serrated borders leading to perdition, a moment's mishap ending a beautiful existence in damnation! what came after? a parched land-a desert of confusion without drift, an innocent soul entrenched in a cage of epees. life seemed valueless, betrothed with eternal pathos...
and slowly, she woke up. a vine of hope, a thread of virtue in a land of vice. she shone like an apparition yielding manna. she grew with strength, building on the ruins of the day before. breathing in your thoughts, singing in your arms, seeking your gaze, yearning for your love and dancing to the rhythms of your mind, she awaits a day when she becomes a part of you..
and slowly, she woke up. a vine of hope, a thread of virtue in a land of vice. she shone like an apparition yielding manna. she grew with strength, building on the ruins of the day before. breathing in your thoughts, singing in your arms, seeking your gaze, yearning for your love and dancing to the rhythms of your mind, she awaits a day when she becomes a part of you..
Saturday, November 24, 2007
wayward caprices
it pays to be busy!!
this is the tag i have been sporting on my gtalk since the last few days. to the result? none what so ever!!! how am i busy? good question! jinkys!! i got no answer. i am reading "ancestor's tale" by dawkins, but thats not being busy. i am paying profs a few visits, got a new set of glasses, been blogging quite often (god save my poor readers!!!)..aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand..............and nothing..
whoa..n i still call myself busy???!!! someone teach me English!!!
101 F chest congestion..
sounds more like asl on net rather than my health condition!!! this has been my woeful situation since the past few days and i ve been out painting the town red, sans an ounce of trepidation. ma's pulling her hair off, dad's twirling his moustache and me? i aint bothered at all!!! fever rocks..especially when its accompanied by golgappe from sweet india every evening!
of princesses and pigs!
this one is on special request. human psychology has t that an individual feels the need to be craved for by his/her loved ones. and once the craving starts, there is an increasing requirement of being pursued and subsequent displays of attention seeking gimmicks. now, all this chutzpah is fine and acceptable when it comes to the female establishment, but when the guys start displaying all this nonsensical attitude, the answer is simple - "to hell with you"
especially when such cheek comes from pigs to princesses. :P
a tale of a few tresses..
cabbage, feather, laser, V, step, layered, U, blunt, flat with fluffs and modern (lakme prefers to call it advanced) these are a few voyages my curled tresses wanted to venture on. i have been contemplating on this since the last two years and made a few advancves in that direction too. but the results were disastrous. first time, lakme lost power owing my entry into their saloon for a feather cut. next time, it was do up. the lady dint know what she was doing with my hair - i said cabbage. she concluded step.result: i lost my temper and they lost their customer. third time was blue moon's turn. i entered and exited coz they dint have modern on their menu.
so there..
bottom line : pa concluded that long curly hair is a superb asset and i am sticking to it! dads are awesome :D
jill jill jiga...jill jill jiga..
uff...this song has been persistently going in my mind since the last few days. so much so that i was caught in class with it ( mind u- not humming it, but with my hand dancing for it in an imitation of rap). it has got a great beat real good lyrics. and we girls decided to sing it as our group song this year. cool!!
new pet??!!!
it was there when i entered the washroom last week. i tried neglecting it, coz it was tiny. i thought it would go away. it has been there all week long, and now it has carved out a niche for itself there. actually, woven its web. a creepy eight legged. i hate creepies. but this one seems to be there all the time. first, i thought it was a "he". yesterday, i decided it is a "she". coz i see it is preggy. i am christening it "spinny". welcome to the family! (aaj hum chaar se paanch ho gaye)!!
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
just not my day...
god must have had a Machiavellian sense of humor today. for heaven's sake, i've never been through 24 hours in my life that were this shitty. i had a proverbial "iron leg" today, not counting the three near accident experiences. and worse, i lost my game against pa!!!
7 26 n i get to reiterate my fate to a lifeless blank monitor with no pals to hear my grievances. n the travesty is, i have umpteen number of missed calls on my mobile!!! uff!!!
it's just as the saying goes... "every dog has its day"...today just wasn't mine. :(
7 26 n i get to reiterate my fate to a lifeless blank monitor with no pals to hear my grievances. n the travesty is, i have umpteen number of missed calls on my mobile!!! uff!!!
it's just as the saying goes... "every dog has its day"...today just wasn't mine. :(
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
what do i want?
three days ago, if asked, i would have a perfect answer to this question. i had everything i wanted from life, listed out with surprising lucidity. and that was exactly when things started going topsy turvy with me, till i banked at a levee of fate, where i no more have an idea about what is happening with me. it is really surprising to see how just 2 days of unplanned activity can create chaos. now i see havoc pullulating from all the directions. and i realize woe begone, that i have practically no reigns of control.
god save me!!
god save me!!
Sunday, November 18, 2007
back to pavilion..
more than 2 months since i blogged...
i realized tht pretty late n now, i am back to reclaim my..uhm...blog (?!!) [not that someone snatched or stole it from me]..
n now..as i sit down in front of me keyboard...i realize i have nothing to speak on.
me..the articulative maniac..me..the most verbose humanoid...
n i have nothing to say..
what is the world coming to?
will there be a day in the near future, when i become reticent, humble n pragmatic?
a nuclear war is a better prospect!!!
god save the world..
amen!
i realized tht pretty late n now, i am back to reclaim my..uhm...blog (?!!) [not that someone snatched or stole it from me]..
n now..as i sit down in front of me keyboard...i realize i have nothing to speak on.
me..the articulative maniac..me..the most verbose humanoid...
n i have nothing to say..
what is the world coming to?
will there be a day in the near future, when i become reticent, humble n pragmatic?
a nuclear war is a better prospect!!!
god save the world..
amen!
perverse strings..
no strings...lots of frills..
this is what i am looking for..so y is there a dearth in the male establishment to satisfy this meager of requirements..???
i mean for all practical purposes..what i am asking for is the barest of the bare minimums..
intelligence
looks
attitude
well read bookish knowledge
bucks
wit
humor
sensitivity
smartness
sincerity
trust
honesty
some sarcasm
a dimpled cheek
most probably a cleft
awesome biceps
a bulging purse
a phd(preferably)
some style
a gourmand knowledge
love for mythology
belief in palmistry...
....
...
...
...
punctuality
writing skills
lucid articulation
n ofcourse,...loads of love for me
see...the list is so short..(dont mind those dots in the middle...google guys objected the addition of tht matter thr..they thot i was gobbling up a lot of space)..
why isnt thr a mr. prince charming around???!!!
god save me!!!
this is what i am looking for..so y is there a dearth in the male establishment to satisfy this meager of requirements..???
i mean for all practical purposes..what i am asking for is the barest of the bare minimums..
intelligence
looks
attitude
well read bookish knowledge
bucks
wit
humor
sensitivity
smartness
sincerity
trust
honesty
some sarcasm
a dimpled cheek
most probably a cleft
awesome biceps
a bulging purse
a phd(preferably)
some style
a gourmand knowledge
love for mythology
belief in palmistry...
....
...
...
...
punctuality
writing skills
lucid articulation
n ofcourse,...loads of love for me
see...the list is so short..(dont mind those dots in the middle...google guys objected the addition of tht matter thr..they thot i was gobbling up a lot of space)..
why isnt thr a mr. prince charming around???!!!
god save me!!!
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
life's lessons..(yee haw...alliteration at last!!)
1. a male homo sapien clearly resembles a sow ( male pig) in its attitude embedded with oodles of chauvinism, bordering on being called a zealot.
2. a female homo sapien, although logically has to resemble a swine in its attitude, paradoxically is more related to a female dog( am evading the usage of exact term. i condemn the usage of profainity in my blog space :D). she is highly prone vicissitudes and prudery as far as her behaviour is concerned in the presence of a male.
3. the union of the above mentioned species results in pristine angels with a beatific minds, which in the later stages of their lives get polluted due to their environment and their peers. these offsprings then transmute into the sows or b*****es depending on their sexual orientation.
4. those individuals with the most maximum sadistic disposition become lab assistants in engineering laboratories, especially the elec labs.
5. however enticing a person might seem initially,nnnnnnnnnnnever...mind u... never ever get into a relationship without a prior courtship period of a minimum of 6 to 8 months. donot befriend ppl from online sites n trust them so much that they get to influence you.
6. try to invent a waterproof cell phone as soon as possible in the near future because, the phone actually starts ringing the moment u get into the bath.
7. ur seamster/seamstress will end up destroying only those dress materials which would cost you an arm and a leg. donot castigate them, they are after all average homo sapiens.
8. have one person in life on whom u can lean on, everytime there is a crisis. have another substitute down the sleeve too...who knows, what if both of u end up needing a comfi shoulder at the same time, the substi might help.
9. donot smoke or drink. they are known to kill you early. that can be very dangerous. who is going to live all the while to educate the spouse on hell and its related features and teach the kids tarzan acts???
10. meet ur school pals atleast once in 3 or 4 years. that will give you an idea about how much you have grown... both in the bank balance details and around the waist.
11. donot rub your suggestions on the children. let them decide their own destiny. who knows, u might end up influencing them if u lend them a piece of ur mind. biiiiiiiiig disaster!!! they might end up being nincompoops just like u..!!!!
12. tell ur loved ones how much u care for them. express ur love by letting them do petty chores for u ( in the case of women, u might let ur husbands do the dishes, wash the linen, press the and ur legs and bathe the kids often...might help..:P).
and the unlucky
13. this one has a lot of truth in it.
nothing that occurs in ur life is the result of ur efforts. life just happens to u...n u happen to live it. the dunderheads watch it passing by...n stare. the slightly clever ones...take the ride..
have fun...
2. a female homo sapien, although logically has to resemble a swine in its attitude, paradoxically is more related to a female dog( am evading the usage of exact term. i condemn the usage of profainity in my blog space :D). she is highly prone vicissitudes and prudery as far as her behaviour is concerned in the presence of a male.
3. the union of the above mentioned species results in pristine angels with a beatific minds, which in the later stages of their lives get polluted due to their environment and their peers. these offsprings then transmute into the sows or b*****es depending on their sexual orientation.
4. those individuals with the most maximum sadistic disposition become lab assistants in engineering laboratories, especially the elec labs.
5. however enticing a person might seem initially,nnnnnnnnnnnever...mind u... never ever get into a relationship without a prior courtship period of a minimum of 6 to 8 months. donot befriend ppl from online sites n trust them so much that they get to influence you.
6. try to invent a waterproof cell phone as soon as possible in the near future because, the phone actually starts ringing the moment u get into the bath.
7. ur seamster/seamstress will end up destroying only those dress materials which would cost you an arm and a leg. donot castigate them, they are after all average homo sapiens.
8. have one person in life on whom u can lean on, everytime there is a crisis. have another substitute down the sleeve too...who knows, what if both of u end up needing a comfi shoulder at the same time, the substi might help.
9. donot smoke or drink. they are known to kill you early. that can be very dangerous. who is going to live all the while to educate the spouse on hell and its related features and teach the kids tarzan acts???
10. meet ur school pals atleast once in 3 or 4 years. that will give you an idea about how much you have grown... both in the bank balance details and around the waist.
11. donot rub your suggestions on the children. let them decide their own destiny. who knows, u might end up influencing them if u lend them a piece of ur mind. biiiiiiiiig disaster!!! they might end up being nincompoops just like u..!!!!
12. tell ur loved ones how much u care for them. express ur love by letting them do petty chores for u ( in the case of women, u might let ur husbands do the dishes, wash the linen, press the and ur legs and bathe the kids often...might help..:P).
and the unlucky
13. this one has a lot of truth in it.
nothing that occurs in ur life is the result of ur efforts. life just happens to u...n u happen to live it. the dunderheads watch it passing by...n stare. the slightly clever ones...take the ride..
have fun...
Sunday, July 29, 2007
1. which song is being played in ur mind rite NOW!
ee malik tere bande hummmmmmm....( no big deal if u dint know this...its a retro hit from "do ankhe barah haat"...gurudatt's .. :)...started singing this whn i saw my fate ws to write a blog entry when i had a schedule running at break neck speed!!)...btw...u cn substitute ajan for "malik" in the song ;)
2. one song that describes ur life.... (no self made compositions please!)
"so gaye hai...kho gaye hai..."dont bother abt this one too...a very lil known rahman's creation from "zubeida"...wonderfully made movie n an awesome song...
karisma simply rocks in the movie...ravishing and beautiful!!!
well well...the reason why i chose this song is its the theme for the movie...it shows the development of a silly girl "zubeida" into a matured individual...
3. the song u listen to most on ur i-pod/ MP3/ cell/ PC/ etc
well.....it kinda changes every now n then...bt a few songs which i do hear pretty frequently are...umm.."subhaha subhah" from raincoat...shubha mudgal's "mausam gulaal leke"..."feeling blue" from pyaar ke side effects...n "khoon chala" from rdb...
4. a song that describes best the foll stages in ur life:
- school days..."ee sala.." rdb...that ws the phase when i ws discovering myself...wt i am capable of n the effect i hv on othrs lives...bullshit!!1...neways, stuff like tht..
- love : to b honest, the original "tagged" questions had "friends" here...not love...i put it thr coz i cud type in my fav song there..."hosh walon ko khabar kya"...one of jagjit singh's masterpieces...
- ur mood rite now!!!.................................................umm...no songs depicting a tempestuous mood...am drawing a blank there..sorry :(
5. your all time favorite song, nd the reason for it... mebbe some memory/ some funny story/etc!!!
"aa chal ke tujhe"...daddy's song...ma fav lullaby..
i mis u pa.. :(
6. a song u wish u hadn't heard!!! (more than one is always a pleasure!!!)
any hr creations...god damn all those sufi worshippers...u got better singers than himesh with his yucky poseur attire n a nasal oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.... (puke puke puke)
7. a song that would best describe..... me
(hey, i took pains to tag u, i guess i deserve this ;-) )
ummm...problem goes like this...i ve neva known ajan personally...not so much as spoken to him evn thru net...bt i cn put a finger on...ummm....tht credits song of "dexter's lab"..u know the cartoon one...with an occasionl "beep beep" from the "roadrunner"!!
sorry ajan..tht ws exactly wt played in my mind...u cn crucify me for being this honest on a public platform.. :P
8. (i jus cudn't miss this!!!) If, u were in an elevator with Himesh Reshammiya and Altaf Raja, you would..........
(plz plz plz..... something funny!!!)
cud i request for a wad of cotton for my ears?????
umm..i cud get hr to learn sm tips from altaf...now u c how badly i hate him???!!
i put him below altaf!!!
(sniggering...!!)
ok...ummm...i tag ajan, pranava, praneeth n jagan...
and if u dont know how to go about a TAG, here's how -
-copy these qns and paste them on ur "create post" window
- ans these qns in the same post
-POST it (duh!!!)
and yea, you can then choose to tag sumone else, or the person who tagged you, with same set of qns or new qns!!!
ENJOY PEOPLE!!!
ee malik tere bande hummmmmmm....( no big deal if u dint know this...its a retro hit from "do ankhe barah haat"...gurudatt's .. :)...started singing this whn i saw my fate ws to write a blog entry when i had a schedule running at break neck speed!!)...btw...u cn substitute ajan for "malik" in the song ;)
2. one song that describes ur life.... (no self made compositions please!)
"so gaye hai...kho gaye hai..."dont bother abt this one too...a very lil known rahman's creation from "zubeida"...wonderfully made movie n an awesome song...
karisma simply rocks in the movie...ravishing and beautiful!!!
well well...the reason why i chose this song is its the theme for the movie...it shows the development of a silly girl "zubeida" into a matured individual...
3. the song u listen to most on ur i-pod/ MP3/ cell/ PC/ etc
well.....it kinda changes every now n then...bt a few songs which i do hear pretty frequently are...umm.."subhaha subhah" from raincoat...shubha mudgal's "mausam gulaal leke"..."feeling blue" from pyaar ke side effects...n "khoon chala" from rdb...
4. a song that describes best the foll stages in ur life:
- school days..."ee sala.." rdb...that ws the phase when i ws discovering myself...wt i am capable of n the effect i hv on othrs lives...bullshit!!1...neways, stuff like tht..
- love : to b honest, the original "tagged" questions had "friends" here...not love...i put it thr coz i cud type in my fav song there..."hosh walon ko khabar kya"...one of jagjit singh's masterpieces...
- ur mood rite now!!!.................................................umm...no songs depicting a tempestuous mood...am drawing a blank there..sorry :(
5. your all time favorite song, nd the reason for it... mebbe some memory/ some funny story/etc!!!
"aa chal ke tujhe"...daddy's song...ma fav lullaby..
i mis u pa.. :(
6. a song u wish u hadn't heard!!! (more than one is always a pleasure!!!)
any hr creations...god damn all those sufi worshippers...u got better singers than himesh with his yucky poseur attire n a nasal oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.... (puke puke puke)
7. a song that would best describe..... me
(hey, i took pains to tag u, i guess i deserve this ;-) )
ummm...problem goes like this...i ve neva known ajan personally...not so much as spoken to him evn thru net...bt i cn put a finger on...ummm....tht credits song of "dexter's lab"..u know the cartoon one...with an occasionl "beep beep" from the "roadrunner"!!
sorry ajan..tht ws exactly wt played in my mind...u cn crucify me for being this honest on a public platform.. :P
8. (i jus cudn't miss this!!!) If, u were in an elevator with Himesh Reshammiya and Altaf Raja, you would..........
(plz plz plz..... something funny!!!)
cud i request for a wad of cotton for my ears?????
umm..i cud get hr to learn sm tips from altaf...now u c how badly i hate him???!!
i put him below altaf!!!
(sniggering...!!)
ok...ummm...i tag ajan, pranava, praneeth n jagan...
and if u dont know how to go about a TAG, here's how -
-copy these qns and paste them on ur "create post" window
- ans these qns in the same post
-POST it (duh!!!)
and yea, you can then choose to tag sumone else, or the person who tagged you, with same set of qns or new qns!!!
ENJOY PEOPLE!!!
Thursday, July 12, 2007
my...whims...
u know..it kinda happens sometimes, that everything u see or hear has a specific pattern in them that keeps repeating.. with me, it occured today. every other blog i visited had an entry.."my likes"..or "what i hate"...
seeing this made me feel handicapped (for some silly reason that i cannot explain rationally)..
anyways...so i decided my extensive reader circle (puff...look who's talking.. :P) shud have something funny to read abt..especially concerning me..
since ppl have already stated abt their likes n dislikes quite honestly, i am planning to be a lil "hatke"..the following is a list of all the "wierd" things i like in life...the twist is..they r a bunch of big lies..mind u BIG LIES...
1. i love lizards..charming tongues, slithery bodies..( puke puke puke..that ws soooooooooo yucky..)
2. i love those "will u frandship with me...i like u...hi...hru?gimme ur no lets b frends" kinda ppl from orkut..they are so endearing..friendly..so outgoing..all those guys wanna talk to u just on the basis of ur profile from a stupid site.. so intelli..wonderful ppl...
3. i have a particular penchant for ppl who misspell their words.."sai ram nudels".."kesar badam ise creem"...or those who wreck havoc with their marvellous english vocabulary.."saraswati plaza..backside of titan showroom"...man..just wonderful...
4. ooooooooh...getting push msgs (hot n sexy rakhi sawant photos...click to download!!) n my dum networks calls at 3 35 am in the nite, just when i am ready to slip into deep slumber is so cool...no words can describe tht feeling..."airtell intoduces hello tunes offer..." ya..pay 30 or 40 bucks every month so that the fellow who gives u crank calls every now n then can indulge himself in the exotic tunes u offer...
5. this one..i dint tell u...go to college on a bleak saturday afternoon for some godforsaken lab class..find no one in the college..run to the office n then find a half torn paper hanging on the notice board..
"college holiday" on the account of some ex vc's death three days ago....... shucks.....
6. the best one of course goes something like this..study an entire semester abt a subject i amnt remotely interested in..n then..on the day of the exam..find out that every question in that paper is..outta syllabus...
mind blowing..(this actually transpired..last sem..dme..i hate engineering..!!!)
statutory warning: if u find them funny...have ur share of laugh...if u find them dum..be considertae enuf to navigate away from the page. donot bother to tell me that i seem stupid..i already i am a nincompoop in certain spheres of life.. ;)
seeing this made me feel handicapped (for some silly reason that i cannot explain rationally)..
anyways...so i decided my extensive reader circle (puff...look who's talking.. :P) shud have something funny to read abt..especially concerning me..
since ppl have already stated abt their likes n dislikes quite honestly, i am planning to be a lil "hatke"..the following is a list of all the "wierd" things i like in life...the twist is..they r a bunch of big lies..mind u BIG LIES...
1. i love lizards..charming tongues, slithery bodies..( puke puke puke..that ws soooooooooo yucky..)
2. i love those "will u frandship with me...i like u...hi...hru?gimme ur no lets b frends" kinda ppl from orkut..they are so endearing..friendly..so outgoing..all those guys wanna talk to u just on the basis of ur profile from a stupid site.. so intelli..wonderful ppl...
3. i have a particular penchant for ppl who misspell their words.."sai ram nudels".."kesar badam ise creem"...or those who wreck havoc with their marvellous english vocabulary.."saraswati plaza..backside of titan showroom"...man..just wonderful...
4. ooooooooh...getting push msgs (hot n sexy rakhi sawant photos...click to download!!) n my dum networks calls at 3 35 am in the nite, just when i am ready to slip into deep slumber is so cool...no words can describe tht feeling..."airtell intoduces hello tunes offer..." ya..pay 30 or 40 bucks every month so that the fellow who gives u crank calls every now n then can indulge himself in the exotic tunes u offer...
5. this one..i dint tell u...go to college on a bleak saturday afternoon for some godforsaken lab class..find no one in the college..run to the office n then find a half torn paper hanging on the notice board..
"college holiday" on the account of some ex vc's death three days ago....... shucks.....
6. the best one of course goes something like this..study an entire semester abt a subject i amnt remotely interested in..n then..on the day of the exam..find out that every question in that paper is..outta syllabus...
mind blowing..(this actually transpired..last sem..dme..i hate engineering..!!!)
statutory warning: if u find them funny...have ur share of laugh...if u find them dum..be considertae enuf to navigate away from the page. donot bother to tell me that i seem stupid..i already i am a nincompoop in certain spheres of life.. ;)
Thursday, June 7, 2007
luv..unconditional...
...keep still my heart...
ask not for peace,
whn care may suit thee best,
nor ask for joy, nor love,
not even rest...
but be content to love,
whatever betide...
and love will bring thee,
to love's side...
ask not for peace,
whn care may suit thee best,
nor ask for joy, nor love,
not even rest...
but be content to love,
whatever betide...
and love will bring thee,
to love's side...
am just a heart beat away...
fear not, fear not,..
am not far away...
think not, think not,..
tht i am far away...
look up into the sky,
n i am in the sun's amber rays..
see the path infront of u,
n i am the sparrow in ur way...
feel the rain drops on u,
for i am in the clouds grey...
close ur eyes n think abt me..
u cn see me rite before u...
coz i am just a heart beat away.. :)
am not far away...
think not, think not,..
tht i am far away...
look up into the sky,
n i am in the sun's amber rays..
see the path infront of u,
n i am the sparrow in ur way...
feel the rain drops on u,
for i am in the clouds grey...
close ur eyes n think abt me..
u cn see me rite before u...
coz i am just a heart beat away.. :)
y..o..u...
u r a thought, u r an idea,
u r a dream, u r my magic...
u r the beautiful spur of imagination,
u r the haunting song of the night,
u r the genle gurgle in a kid's laugh,
u r the sunshine after the rain,
u r a dew drop on the red rose petal...
u r the mid summer night's ecstacy...
u r my passion,my want,my desire,
u r my spark...u r my ambition,
u r the spartan's last mile to glory,
u r stallion neighing in symphony...
u r the innocence in a lamb's bleat,
u r the mirage in the scorching heat...
u r an abstractness making me smile..
u r the warmth after my worst nightmare...
u r that idea triggering security..
u r the incarnate of fatherly maturity...
u r a shadow lurking in the dark,
u r the picture drawn in the water,
u r the constellation i see in the night sky,
u r the voice tht answers my silence,
u r an incohorent imagination of the night...
whn will u become the reality of my life?
u r a dream, u r my magic...
u r the beautiful spur of imagination,
u r the haunting song of the night,
u r the genle gurgle in a kid's laugh,
u r the sunshine after the rain,
u r a dew drop on the red rose petal...
u r the mid summer night's ecstacy...
u r my passion,my want,my desire,
u r my spark...u r my ambition,
u r the spartan's last mile to glory,
u r stallion neighing in symphony...
u r the innocence in a lamb's bleat,
u r the mirage in the scorching heat...
u r an abstractness making me smile..
u r the warmth after my worst nightmare...
u r that idea triggering security..
u r the incarnate of fatherly maturity...
u r a shadow lurking in the dark,
u r the picture drawn in the water,
u r the constellation i see in the night sky,
u r the voice tht answers my silence,
u r an incohorent imagination of the night...
whn will u become the reality of my life?
love...
arden, fruitless, parched and barren,
i see no life about me...
trudging over the barbs of pathos,
with no happiness in vicinity....
futile, they told me to go in search,
for love is something that cnt be reached.
i heeded no words,
let no wisdom convince me,
determined i set upon the path...
the journey was hard, the hardships were great,
for the path after a while was yet to be made.
no mortal hath dared to set upon what i had,
for no reward was worth, a farewell to life, bade...
on and on, i moved,
one step at a time,
for i was on the brink
of losing all hope...
time and again, i waivered
on the verge of giving up,
but the thought of reaching her
was my only talisman...
night and day, i relentlessly moved on,
and one spring, i saw the glimpse of life,
a tiny li'l sparrow, popping up and down on the grass,
my happiness knew no bound,
i never presaged the impending surprise...
a peck here, a two there, the tiny lark jumped
around the ground in concentration,humped,
and then without warning, took off into the sky,
carrying with it, my only hope to reach her...
i ran across the parched land and thru the snow,
for a yard, then two, and how many more,
i donot know!!!
n lo! the bird stopped and so did i,
what i then saw was the best to my eye,
the sparrow perched on a beautiful hand,
of my angel from the far-off land...
she is my only goddess..even today..,
with lips pink, eyes large and her laughtter gay,
her beauty was enchanting, almost divine,
she was charm and innocence personified!!!
and i wanted to make her mine...
the wind played with her hair,
her skin was creamy and fair,
her feet were petals of a rose,
for..behold...!!! she was none other than Love..!!!
she looked at me slightly amused,
as though my sight she was not used,
her eyes were questioning,
searching and playing, all at once,
her radiance was of a thousand suns,...
lecherous, lusty n full of greed,
i reached out to make her mine,
and puff!!!... evrything vanished,
the bird, the grass, the land and the life,
for i made a mistake and this was the fine...
wishing to possess Love
was my unpardonable error,
and i lost my angel
in my unwanted fervour!!!
i learnt a lesson, but paid a price high,
all i can do now is look back and sigh,
i should have loved her back,
celebrating her presence,
but wanting her all for myself,...
that was my impotence...
now i wander, for no reason apparent,
all the while searching,
for atleast a whiff of her scent.
again i see no life around me,...
only death n carillon...
for my eyes to see.
i see up and ask Him,
"what did i do to thee..?
for a fate so barren and lacking glee,"
"my son," he calls back,"i taught you a lesson right,
for u tried to capture her with all your might,
this will prepare you for a future of strife,
enjoy this with all ur heart...for this is life..."
little does he know that,
what He calls life,
without her,...my love...
i call it blight.
i see no life about me...
trudging over the barbs of pathos,
with no happiness in vicinity....
futile, they told me to go in search,
for love is something that cnt be reached.
i heeded no words,
let no wisdom convince me,
determined i set upon the path...
the journey was hard, the hardships were great,
for the path after a while was yet to be made.
no mortal hath dared to set upon what i had,
for no reward was worth, a farewell to life, bade...
on and on, i moved,
one step at a time,
for i was on the brink
of losing all hope...
time and again, i waivered
on the verge of giving up,
but the thought of reaching her
was my only talisman...
night and day, i relentlessly moved on,
and one spring, i saw the glimpse of life,
a tiny li'l sparrow, popping up and down on the grass,
my happiness knew no bound,
i never presaged the impending surprise...
a peck here, a two there, the tiny lark jumped
around the ground in concentration,humped,
and then without warning, took off into the sky,
carrying with it, my only hope to reach her...
i ran across the parched land and thru the snow,
for a yard, then two, and how many more,
i donot know!!!
n lo! the bird stopped and so did i,
what i then saw was the best to my eye,
the sparrow perched on a beautiful hand,
of my angel from the far-off land...
she is my only goddess..even today..,
with lips pink, eyes large and her laughtter gay,
her beauty was enchanting, almost divine,
she was charm and innocence personified!!!
and i wanted to make her mine...
the wind played with her hair,
her skin was creamy and fair,
her feet were petals of a rose,
for..behold...!!! she was none other than Love..!!!
she looked at me slightly amused,
as though my sight she was not used,
her eyes were questioning,
searching and playing, all at once,
her radiance was of a thousand suns,...
lecherous, lusty n full of greed,
i reached out to make her mine,
and puff!!!... evrything vanished,
the bird, the grass, the land and the life,
for i made a mistake and this was the fine...
wishing to possess Love
was my unpardonable error,
and i lost my angel
in my unwanted fervour!!!
i learnt a lesson, but paid a price high,
all i can do now is look back and sigh,
i should have loved her back,
celebrating her presence,
but wanting her all for myself,...
that was my impotence...
now i wander, for no reason apparent,
all the while searching,
for atleast a whiff of her scent.
again i see no life around me,...
only death n carillon...
for my eyes to see.
i see up and ask Him,
"what did i do to thee..?
for a fate so barren and lacking glee,"
"my son," he calls back,"i taught you a lesson right,
for u tried to capture her with all your might,
this will prepare you for a future of strife,
enjoy this with all ur heart...for this is life..."
little does he know that,
what He calls life,
without her,...my love...
i call it blight.
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