Know the difference between an optimist and a pessimist
A pessimist thinks things couldn't get worse
An optimist thinks they can
Monday, August 27, 2007
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Monday, August 13, 2007
Saturday, August 04, 2007
Play along
Another cloudy day
It's much better this way
I hear the music with headphones on
The song says "What I've done"
Assuring and gentle, the breeze feels a little cold
The song just changed to "Fields of gold"
Children play, trees sway,
It is a s-a-t-u-r-d-a-y
The weather plays along too
And my screen shows a droplet or two
Time to head indoors
Back to "nothing" chores
It's a beautiful day
And the song says "Shadow of the day"
It's much better this way
I hear the music with headphones on
The song says "What I've done"
Assuring and gentle, the breeze feels a little cold
The song just changed to "Fields of gold"
Children play, trees sway,
It is a s-a-t-u-r-d-a-y
The weather plays along too
And my screen shows a droplet or two
Time to head indoors
Back to "nothing" chores
It's a beautiful day
And the song says "Shadow of the day"
TIME
What time is it?
What day is it?
Matter it used to
All year through
Then came "may"
When I made hay
June made me sing a wonderful tune
Dreamt of making a good fortune
July flew by
And I asked why?
Movies and pdfs I've had enough
Time for some work, action and stuff
August I hope doesn't go bust
Don't wanna say "In God we trust"
Holiday it is of an extended kind
The second thing that's making me lose my mind
What day is it?
Matter it used to
All year through
Then came "may"
When I made hay
June made me sing a wonderful tune
Dreamt of making a good fortune
July flew by
And I asked why?
Movies and pdfs I've had enough
Time for some work, action and stuff
August I hope doesn't go bust
Don't wanna say "In God we trust"
Holiday it is of an extended kind
The second thing that's making me lose my mind
Saturday, July 21, 2007
1st anniversary
mac-mac m-a-c m-a-c...mac-mac,
mac-mac m-a-c m-a-c....m-a-a-c m-a-a-c
mac-mac m-a-c mac, mac-mac mac mac
mac-mac mac-mac...maac maac
mac-mac m-a-c m-a-c....m-a-a-c m-a-a-c
mac-mac m-a-c mac, mac-mac mac mac
mac-mac mac-mac...maac maac
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Read and re-read
Sometimes we don't do things we want to do
so that others don't know that we want to do them
-The Village
so that others don't know that we want to do them
-The Village
Friday, June 29, 2007
Wake me up when September ends
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends
like my fathers come to pass
seven years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends
here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are
as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends
Lyrics: Green day
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends
like my fathers come to pass
seven years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends
here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are
as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends
Lyrics: Green day
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Fwd: No subject
And I don't understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there's no rain....
And I start to complain that there's no rain....
Saturday, June 23, 2007
T and C
The fastest runner does not always win the race,
the wisest does not always have food to eat,
time and chance happen to everyone
the wisest does not always have food to eat,
time and chance happen to everyone
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
1 down
Ok, as I type this, one from the list below has found divine favour.
It's raining in Ahmedabad. Very few places would offer a better sight of
the different forms and aspects of rain than NID.
Intensities vary form courtyard to courtyard and zone to zone.
It's raining in Ahmedabad. Very few places would offer a better sight of
the different forms and aspects of rain than NID.
Intensities vary form courtyard to courtyard and zone to zone.
Captivating......
It has left a few branches broken and lots of leaves scattered all around.
Anticipate another job posting on NID job board......
It has left a few branches broken and lots of leaves scattered all around.
Anticipate another job posting on NID job board......
Monday, June 18, 2007
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Seeking divine intervention for.....
1. Diploma
2. Rain in Ahmedabad
3. For a shooting star wish to come true
4. A few nice things to happen
1. Diploma
2. Rain in Ahmedabad
3. For a shooting star wish to come true
4. A few nice things to happen
Friday, June 15, 2007
Transit
Sometimes a few things that happen out of the blue, leave behind or instantly bring back memories in a flash. Like walking down the road to the institute this morning...well late morning, along comes an old uncle, silver hair with a a smart cap, on a good old blue bajaj scooter and offers me a ride to wherever I wanted to go . Wish I knew where I wanted to go. My destination wasn't far so I refused him with a smile and a kind "Thank you". He smiled back and zoomed off to wherever he was headed in style. Quite a man at his age....like some people say "Boys just don't grow up"
Before I could reach the middle gate, despite the scorching Ahmedabad sun, my mind instantly flew back to my school days. I used to walk down to school, since it wasn't too far, but while returning back it used to seem like an endless walk with a bagful of books and a head full of thoughts of what to do next once I'd get home.I used to wish everyday "God please make someone offer me a ride back on their bicycle". It indeed used to happen off and on, but not everyday. The pleasure of being dropped at the gate of the campus where I stayed was enormous. It also created interesting relationships. A few guys who used to drop me strangely never knew my name, nor did I know theirs. Then came my turn to ride a bicycle but suddenly it seemed that there was no one whom I could drop home or give them a ride for a distance. Everyone seemed to have bicycles and most of them would live beyond my house.
This happened during my college days too. Of course, distances were greater, and in fact I had a "lift" friend as well, whom I never talked to in class. She admired my handwriting and came to me for special titles like for portfolios and stuff. That's about it. But most of them used to be ever ready to do a good deed. It's kind of difficult to say, but you are sent the exact sign or thing you need at a moment which may not seem right to you....but someone thinks it is.
I believe in angels!! So probably the silver hair man was one :D
Before I could reach the middle gate, despite the scorching Ahmedabad sun, my mind instantly flew back to my school days. I used to walk down to school, since it wasn't too far, but while returning back it used to seem like an endless walk with a bagful of books and a head full of thoughts of what to do next once I'd get home.I used to wish everyday "God please make someone offer me a ride back on their bicycle". It indeed used to happen off and on, but not everyday. The pleasure of being dropped at the gate of the campus where I stayed was enormous. It also created interesting relationships. A few guys who used to drop me strangely never knew my name, nor did I know theirs. Then came my turn to ride a bicycle but suddenly it seemed that there was no one whom I could drop home or give them a ride for a distance. Everyone seemed to have bicycles and most of them would live beyond my house.
This happened during my college days too. Of course, distances were greater, and in fact I had a "lift" friend as well, whom I never talked to in class. She admired my handwriting and came to me for special titles like for portfolios and stuff. That's about it. But most of them used to be ever ready to do a good deed. It's kind of difficult to say, but you are sent the exact sign or thing you need at a moment which may not seem right to you....but someone thinks it is.
I believe in angels!! So probably the silver hair man was one :D
Sunday, June 10, 2007
" stars "
Thick dark clouds cover the sky,
The stars that I saw once , seem to have gone by
Heart says they are there, eyes say I don't see...where??
Mind says believe they are there,
Sky says, clouds they are and nothing else
The twinkles will be back what else...
The stars that I saw once , seem to have gone by
Heart says they are there, eyes say I don't see...where??
Mind says believe they are there,
Sky says, clouds they are and nothing else
The twinkles will be back what else...
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Sunday, May 27, 2007
someday a sunday
Didn't feel like looking back but I did,
An edifice that stood there so splendid
Witness to a hundred wishes,
Shelter to a hundred prayers
Will I ever come back?
Walk along and sit at the back
Doze off a little in between the wise words,
And say my little prayers with a few more words
An edifice that stood there so splendid
Witness to a hundred wishes,
Shelter to a hundred prayers
Will I ever come back?
Walk along and sit at the back
Doze off a little in between the wise words,
And say my little prayers with a few more words
Thursday, May 24, 2007
good morning!!
It is not very often that I wake up with a smile on my
face early in the morning.
Well today is a bit different...... :)
Now why do I want to believe in dreams .......?
face early in the morning.
Well today is a bit different...... :)
Now why do I want to believe in dreams .......?
Friday, May 18, 2007
**shooting star**
Saw a shooting star last night
Closed my eyes for a moment and thought
What now should I ask?
Thought I had everything I want
"But then again", I thought
Didn't know what to ask
I'd already played my part
Did exactly what I had thought
Shooting stars they might be
Stars and charms are not for me
Earlier it was about destiny
But now is it serendipity??
Closed my eyes for a moment and thought
What now should I ask?
Thought I had everything I want
"But then again", I thought
Didn't know what to ask
I'd already played my part
Did exactly what I had thought
Shooting stars they might be
Stars and charms are not for me
Earlier it was about destiny
But now is it serendipity??
Saturday, May 12, 2007
Now treetops...
Azadirakhta Indica, Delonix regia, Babul, and even Plumeria alba (better known as neem, gulmohur, babool and "chafa"). Some of the trees which I could differentiate as a kid. A few friends of mine in the otherwise lonely neighbourhood.They were vital to my leisure as well as work activities. Apart from their usual usage as a medium to reach something like roofs etc., a few served as ideal getaways from the ground for those special reading sessions and wandering thoughts.I knew exactly how to climb each one of them, the smoothness or coarseness of the bark, the natural resting points for feet and the vital gripping areas. But I got to know all this not before a small fall or bruised feet/legs from each one of them.
A few of them, especially the neem was a personal favourite, beacuse of the ease of ascent. It made me explore and reach dizzying heights and perform some gravity defying stunts, challenging squirrels and chameleons and chance meetings with other creepy crawlies. Looking at the trees around here makes me wonder, when was the last time i actually climbed a tree and had a fall, without any care or fear? They seem like unconquered and uncharted territories.
But fortunately, there is still that need of a quest, a pursuit, a journey.........that keeps one going on and on
A few of them, especially the neem was a personal favourite, beacuse of the ease of ascent. It made me explore and reach dizzying heights and perform some gravity defying stunts, challenging squirrels and chameleons and chance meetings with other creepy crawlies. Looking at the trees around here makes me wonder, when was the last time i actually climbed a tree and had a fall, without any care or fear? They seem like unconquered and uncharted territories.
But fortunately, there is still that need of a quest, a pursuit, a journey.........that keeps one going on and on
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