And today I read another tagged questionnaire.....phew!!!
I do want to fill them up :P
Monday, May 05, 2008
Friday, May 02, 2008
Status
Facebook asks: What are you doing right now?
Well, as for me, I am thinking about writing a post which is actually a tagged thing circulated among friends which is as follows
Life 10 years ago
Life 5 years ago
Life tomorrow
5 bad habits
5 things I will never wear
5 biggest joys at the moment
Something to achieve by next year
Something that impacted me last year
5 things I want to do before I die
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Flashing lights
Title of one of the songs that I have been listening to lately, and also lights is a part of one of my other momentary favourite that goes....Hey there Delilah.....and somewhere in between..."Times square can't shine as bright as you"
Talking of lights, last night will be a bright spot in my life as a cricket enthusiast. Another first to the list. The pace, the array of shots, the fast paced movements, the dazzling colours, the unanimous oohs-aahs and even boos, the shattering of stumps and bails, the cheer leaders within the crowd and outside them as well, everything......and of course Bengaluru :P
Whoever said that cricket was a slow and boring game!!!
Tuesday, April 01, 2008
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
SMTWTFS
SMTWTFS just doesn't seem clear
It was x3 a few days back....now it is x?
A few more things that are unclear
But I guess hazy atleast sounds better than lazy :)
SMT'WTF'S
It was x3 a few days back....now it is x?
A few more things that are unclear
But I guess hazy atleast sounds better than lazy :)
SMT'WTF'S
Saturday, March 15, 2008
pages...
KALGUDI
I've just realised that the name rhymes with Malgudi. That is just a co-incidence. Subtle difference though. It's Kal (like the Hindi for tomorrow) Probably Malgudi days was on air at that point of time. I must have been in class 5 or 6, not too sure.But yeah Kalgudi was my first brush with a rustic, authentic village, where there was no electricity after 6 pm in the evening. North of Karnataka. Literally translated, it means Stone Settlement (human), but it wasn't even remotely close to that. A lot greener though.
It all started with a bumpy bus ride to the nearest town. The bus driver relentlessly worked on aimlessly honking the horn, and all I remember is sitting with my back facing the driver. The older state transport buses used to have that. Even as a kid I was irritated and failed to understand the reason behind his stupidity. We reached the first destination. Then on followed another bumpy and scary Jeep ride to the exact location. I don't remember what exactly happened after that but as twilight fell, everyone was busy preparing for the approaching darkness. I was fascinated by the tiny lamps being lit everywhere and the preparation for an enormous dinner. Another striking incident was the largest species of mosquitoes I have seen in my life. I had settled with the argument that I would probably never see anything bigger. I guess that was what my mind could think of at that time. They must have been really huge, or maybe their shadows on the wall against the yellow lamp light made them seem ghostly and huge to my tiny mind.
I found a lone harmonium sitting in a huge hall in one corner, and after making sure that no one was around, I unfastened the stoppers and began fanning and playing it. It wasn't much different from a keyboard afterall. Hearing that, a few distant cousins of mine gathered around me and looked at me in awe. I was embarrassed and immediately ceased to play the instrument. Night fell and the ghostly mosquito shadows became longer. I clinged to my father sleeping next to me and the next thing I realised was when I woke up to the chirping of birds and a faint mooing of cows in a distance. Done with the basic cleaning stuff, I discovered a forbidden fruit. An irrigation canal just behind our house.It was knee deep for a kid my age...so it was perfect. And lo, began our escapades and events. Shouts and calls for lunch from the elders were put on hold. An amazing buddy system was starting to develop among distant cousins who I didn't even know existed. Games were varied and innovative in nature, all drawing from the way the canal water was flowing. Then my eyes fell on a tree nearby. It had some 20-30 weird looking objects hanging from its branches. On closer inspection, I realised these were the same things from my text book. The baya weaver bird's nests.
I waited until early next morning . While everyone was asleep I sneaked out and climbed onto one of the trees even as the sun was sprinkling its rays on the muddy backyard of the neighbour's courtyard. The tree was in their half so I had to be careful of that too. It was our last day there and my only chance for an upclose inspection. With all my courage I managed to pull one. Then two. Little did I know what I was doing. On seeing it packed in a polythene along with my small bag of clothes, my parents were wondering where did I get it from and what would I do with it. I got to hear lot of advice on the Railway station about spoiling someone's hard work and breaking a house. I had thought of hanging them above my study table and that they would look really cool and it also seemed like some practical knowledge gained outside text books. All I have is a faint memory of them lying unattended in the same polythene bag which I discovered years later whilst cleaning up during the spring break at school. I was ashamed at my foolishness back then, but it did bring me back sparkling memories of this wonderful place, Kalgudi.
-_Nests_on_Indian_Coral_Tree_(Erythrina_variegata)_in_Kolkata_I_IMG_8195.jpg)
image source:wikipedia.org
I've just realised that the name rhymes with Malgudi. That is just a co-incidence. Subtle difference though. It's Kal (like the Hindi for tomorrow) Probably Malgudi days was on air at that point of time. I must have been in class 5 or 6, not too sure.But yeah Kalgudi was my first brush with a rustic, authentic village, where there was no electricity after 6 pm in the evening. North of Karnataka. Literally translated, it means Stone Settlement (human), but it wasn't even remotely close to that. A lot greener though.
It all started with a bumpy bus ride to the nearest town. The bus driver relentlessly worked on aimlessly honking the horn, and all I remember is sitting with my back facing the driver. The older state transport buses used to have that. Even as a kid I was irritated and failed to understand the reason behind his stupidity. We reached the first destination. Then on followed another bumpy and scary Jeep ride to the exact location. I don't remember what exactly happened after that but as twilight fell, everyone was busy preparing for the approaching darkness. I was fascinated by the tiny lamps being lit everywhere and the preparation for an enormous dinner. Another striking incident was the largest species of mosquitoes I have seen in my life. I had settled with the argument that I would probably never see anything bigger. I guess that was what my mind could think of at that time. They must have been really huge, or maybe their shadows on the wall against the yellow lamp light made them seem ghostly and huge to my tiny mind.
I found a lone harmonium sitting in a huge hall in one corner, and after making sure that no one was around, I unfastened the stoppers and began fanning and playing it. It wasn't much different from a keyboard afterall. Hearing that, a few distant cousins of mine gathered around me and looked at me in awe. I was embarrassed and immediately ceased to play the instrument. Night fell and the ghostly mosquito shadows became longer. I clinged to my father sleeping next to me and the next thing I realised was when I woke up to the chirping of birds and a faint mooing of cows in a distance. Done with the basic cleaning stuff, I discovered a forbidden fruit. An irrigation canal just behind our house.It was knee deep for a kid my age...so it was perfect. And lo, began our escapades and events. Shouts and calls for lunch from the elders were put on hold. An amazing buddy system was starting to develop among distant cousins who I didn't even know existed. Games were varied and innovative in nature, all drawing from the way the canal water was flowing. Then my eyes fell on a tree nearby. It had some 20-30 weird looking objects hanging from its branches. On closer inspection, I realised these were the same things from my text book. The baya weaver bird's nests.
I waited until early next morning . While everyone was asleep I sneaked out and climbed onto one of the trees even as the sun was sprinkling its rays on the muddy backyard of the neighbour's courtyard. The tree was in their half so I had to be careful of that too. It was our last day there and my only chance for an upclose inspection. With all my courage I managed to pull one. Then two. Little did I know what I was doing. On seeing it packed in a polythene along with my small bag of clothes, my parents were wondering where did I get it from and what would I do with it. I got to hear lot of advice on the Railway station about spoiling someone's hard work and breaking a house. I had thought of hanging them above my study table and that they would look really cool and it also seemed like some practical knowledge gained outside text books. All I have is a faint memory of them lying unattended in the same polythene bag which I discovered years later whilst cleaning up during the spring break at school. I was ashamed at my foolishness back then, but it did bring me back sparkling memories of this wonderful place, Kalgudi.
-_Nests_on_Indian_Coral_Tree_(Erythrina_variegata)_in_Kolkata_I_IMG_8195.jpg)
image source:wikipedia.org
Friday, March 14, 2008
kite runner
The truth was Yes, the lie, No, I chose something in between and said "I don't know" (or was it the other way round..I don't remember now :)
Sunday, March 09, 2008
Thursday, March 06, 2008
silver
Sitting face to face across each other on the side lower berth of a train.
Her eyes have that twinkle every time they meet his.
Her face glows when she looks earnestly at him seeking an answer.
Questioning, caring, making sure if he is Ok.
Their legs which were laid across side by side are now folded around themselves neatly.
He hardly speaks, but she understands.
She wears the shy smile of a bride behind the veil.
They both look either way now. She, through the window, he into the coach.
They have that dew drop freshness of a newly wed couple.
Journeys like these might not be a novelty.
She gestures elaborately to explain something like most girls. He, a few words and grunts.
Seems he said something funny within that and she covers her face to hide her smile.
Her eyes twinkle and glow. They talk now. A seeming conversation at last.
She is nodding, without looking at him though. Still looking out of the yellow tinted glass window. Her eyes lowered. She puts her hand below her delicate jaw.
She must have been beautiful around 40 years from now, backwards.
Hair a brilliant silver, about 10 bangles in each hand, a brilliant cream saree neatly worn, like for a special occasion. This is only a journey, but isn't life one too.
The wrinkles on her saree perfectly complement those on her face. She's beautiful.
The train halts briefly, she speculates on the name of the place. He disagrees. The name of a relative and an associated opinion is uttered and they both seem to visibly agree on this one.
Her eyes have that twinkle every time they meet his.
Her face glows when she looks earnestly at him seeking an answer.
Questioning, caring, making sure if he is Ok.
Their legs which were laid across side by side are now folded around themselves neatly.
He hardly speaks, but she understands.
She wears the shy smile of a bride behind the veil.
They both look either way now. She, through the window, he into the coach.
They have that dew drop freshness of a newly wed couple.
Journeys like these might not be a novelty.
She gestures elaborately to explain something like most girls. He, a few words and grunts.
Seems he said something funny within that and she covers her face to hide her smile.
Her eyes twinkle and glow. They talk now. A seeming conversation at last.
She is nodding, without looking at him though. Still looking out of the yellow tinted glass window. Her eyes lowered. She puts her hand below her delicate jaw.
She must have been beautiful around 40 years from now, backwards.
Hair a brilliant silver, about 10 bangles in each hand, a brilliant cream saree neatly worn, like for a special occasion. This is only a journey, but isn't life one too.
The wrinkles on her saree perfectly complement those on her face. She's beautiful.
The train halts briefly, she speculates on the name of the place. He disagrees. The name of a relative and an associated opinion is uttered and they both seem to visibly agree on this one.
Monday, March 03, 2008
**shooting star again**
This time around
I took a turnaround
And wished for a shooting star
Instead of on a shooting star
What joy when this one came true within minutes that were few
If only the wish that I made after, came true :)
somewhere :BLR-GA
I took a turnaround
And wished for a shooting star
Instead of on a shooting star
What joy when this one came true within minutes that were few
If only the wish that I made after, came true :)
somewhere :BLR-GA
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
redbus.in
"Only those who risk going far, will ever know how far they can possibly go. "
- Kaustuv Dasgupta
- Kaustuv Dasgupta
Monday, February 25, 2008
Whiff of fresh air!!!
Well, you generally don't associate Mumbai with that.
But there are somethings that don't change no matter what.
Something that continues to amaze me, hit me yet again, and I fell for her all over again.It's been a year, and I didn't even realize that, until I went back in time with a friend. It's just one of those "somethings" that are meant not to be. Probably ME and Mumbai is one of those. Not that I have completely lost hope. The die hard optimist that I am, and of course one never knows what's next in store. So for now it is still pending.
The reason this time...like most times for me, was rational. A dear friend's wedding. A seemingly important day in everyone's life.After all the wedding usuals and the friends' what's up, as I lay on the upper berth of my train back to the workplace, what was left with me was the slightly warm and salty Mumbai sea breeze hitting my face and a smile of "I shall see you again, soon."
But there are somethings that don't change no matter what.
Something that continues to amaze me, hit me yet again, and I fell for her all over again.It's been a year, and I didn't even realize that, until I went back in time with a friend. It's just one of those "somethings" that are meant not to be. Probably ME and Mumbai is one of those. Not that I have completely lost hope. The die hard optimist that I am, and of course one never knows what's next in store. So for now it is still pending.
The reason this time...like most times for me, was rational. A dear friend's wedding. A seemingly important day in everyone's life.After all the wedding usuals and the friends' what's up, as I lay on the upper berth of my train back to the workplace, what was left with me was the slightly warm and salty Mumbai sea breeze hitting my face and a smile of "I shall see you again, soon."
Monday, February 04, 2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
As we depart...
It had to happen this way.
There was no other way that anyone could separate us.
Everyone tried. Some, even their best. All fell flat.
Someone here, even said, doesn't suit your kind of personality.
I was like...yeah yeah. It had been 6 long years. We had our ups and downs. Our share of joys and sorrows. Some of the best and worst moments were spent in company.
It is kind of difficult to imagine myself alone. Can't help it though.
Yes, it was my cracked, on-now-off-now, scrambled display but squeaky clean and "Ab to change kar de" mobile phone. My first. My blue nokia 3310. Almost seems like the end of a "relationship". I'm sure it's in someone else's hands right now. But that someone doesn't know that there is nothing that would interest him/her. Rs. 5/- balance, 100 phone numbers memory, a maximum of 10 messages and a dying battery is all that is there in the package. Too bad!
Today's orkut fortune says : You will have some wonderful new experiences (I don't know why I read it). Probably this is just one of them. The few others lined up are, a presentation of concepts, which can either make or break my fortunes and a very very important e-mail. This probably is one day in my life which will decide the course of my future. The mobile phone is just the tip of the iceberg. As I type this, there are a hundred things going through my head right now as I await for the day to unfold. It all began with a horrible bus journey to the office, coz the cabs are off today. That's how I was meant to lose my beloved :( To hell with route 201J
There was no other way that anyone could separate us.
Everyone tried. Some, even their best. All fell flat.
Someone here, even said, doesn't suit your kind of personality.
I was like...yeah yeah. It had been 6 long years. We had our ups and downs. Our share of joys and sorrows. Some of the best and worst moments were spent in company.
It is kind of difficult to imagine myself alone. Can't help it though.
Yes, it was my cracked, on-now-off-now, scrambled display but squeaky clean and "Ab to change kar de" mobile phone. My first. My blue nokia 3310. Almost seems like the end of a "relationship". I'm sure it's in someone else's hands right now. But that someone doesn't know that there is nothing that would interest him/her. Rs. 5/- balance, 100 phone numbers memory, a maximum of 10 messages and a dying battery is all that is there in the package. Too bad!
Today's orkut fortune says : You will have some wonderful new experiences (I don't know why I read it). Probably this is just one of them. The few others lined up are, a presentation of concepts, which can either make or break my fortunes and a very very important e-mail. This probably is one day in my life which will decide the course of my future. The mobile phone is just the tip of the iceberg. As I type this, there are a hundred things going through my head right now as I await for the day to unfold. It all began with a horrible bus journey to the office, coz the cabs are off today. That's how I was meant to lose my beloved :( To hell with route 201J
Monday, January 14, 2008
Fill in the blanks
A wedding reception yesterday at one of the most unlikely places; a school.
As I managed to stay awake, in fact I did drift off to sleep sometime in between, I caught a fleeting glimpse of something half written on a white board. I tried reading it through heads of all sizes and shapes and embellishments. It was almost like I was woken from sleep to read this. Parts of it were erased by eager hands that could obviously reach only to a certain height.
This is what it eventually read...
Thought for the day
Destiny is not a matter of chance,
it is a matter of choice,
..... is not a thing to be waited for
..... is a thing to be achieved
As I managed to stay awake, in fact I did drift off to sleep sometime in between, I caught a fleeting glimpse of something half written on a white board. I tried reading it through heads of all sizes and shapes and embellishments. It was almost like I was woken from sleep to read this. Parts of it were erased by eager hands that could obviously reach only to a certain height.
This is what it eventually read...
Thought for the day
Destiny is not a matter of chance,
it is a matter of choice,
..... is not a thing to be waited for
..... is a thing to be achieved
Monday, January 07, 2008
Saturday, January 05, 2008
What am I doing?
50% black or 50% white
Book
The truth was NO and the lie YES,
I chose something in between and said "I don't know"
Launchcast radio (Today's big hits...various artists)
1. She's like...so whatever
2. When you are going, I count the steps that you take...
3. It starts with my toes and I crinkle my nose
4. Can't wait to see you again
5. The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
6. What I've done
7. Let's see how far we've come
8. And we danced on into the night
9. Keep holding on...
Work
architecture (not to be confused with the one we all know)
wireframes (nothing to do with wires)
flashlite 2.0 (very heavy:)
post no.100
Book
The truth was NO and the lie YES,
I chose something in between and said "I don't know"
Launchcast radio (Today's big hits...various artists)
1. She's like...so whatever
2. When you are going, I count the steps that you take...
3. It starts with my toes and I crinkle my nose
4. Can't wait to see you again
5. The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
6. What I've done
7. Let's see how far we've come
8. And we danced on into the night
9. Keep holding on...
Work
architecture (not to be confused with the one we all know)
wireframes (nothing to do with wires)
flashlite 2.0 (very heavy:)
post no.100
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
ESQUE
self coined:
AUNTYESQUE.......from my last visit to NID
SKYSCRAPERESQUE....for a picture of light through a window
GAYESQUE.......of course there are varying degrees of these
PARTYESQUE
AUNTYESQUE.......from my last visit to NID
SKYSCRAPERESQUE....for a picture of light through a window
GAYESQUE.......of course there are varying degrees of these
PARTYESQUE
Just one
Probably a lifetime resolution.....that is, if the lifetime is long enough.
I shall write....pen, paper, ink
Maybe I should do it sooner. Do I have to live long to write? But how much have I lived after all. Maybe just enough. Maybe I've already seen enough ends that never had beginnings. Was startled when a friend asked me if I could write a script for him, which he would eventually direct and make a movie of. I have high regards for him and he seemed quite serious about this, so I knew it wasn't said just like that.
Probably this end will have a beginning.
I shall write....pen, paper, ink
Maybe I should do it sooner. Do I have to live long to write? But how much have I lived after all. Maybe just enough. Maybe I've already seen enough ends that never had beginnings. Was startled when a friend asked me if I could write a script for him, which he would eventually direct and make a movie of. I have high regards for him and he seemed quite serious about this, so I knew it wasn't said just like that.
Probably this end will have a beginning.
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