the mute expression...

(From a random blog)

Just how beautiful life becomes when you find out that someone you eternally knew as your closest friend, and the very one whom you’ve endlessly admired all your life for his intelligence turns out to be the very person you dreamt of in your subliminal thoughts and the very person who governs your concealed feelings…Like a ray of light that illuminates the walls of your heart and makes visible the things written…. Who takes you into a different space and time… makes you dwell in a state which is rather indescribable by human aptitude…

Defining this person is too awful a task for words…… but in the end that’s all I have…

Each day the realization rises to a different level and I fall for him all the more, unwarranted. Too much written in rhymes but its still not even 0.01% of what I actually wanna say. It is also about his folks, their love, their care, their support…yes, their SUPPORT without which we couldn’t’ve been as open about all this… yes, the very fact that the elders know… is a great support in itself…

I was good at expressing when I was inexperienced… the more I probe into the depth of this beauty, the more wordless I grow. Coz you can either have words or love. Try out. :P
He takes me into this mad comfort zone…. And makes me forget myself… i don’t have to feel guarded or cagey before speaking anything that comes to my mind. i can be the ME and that’s the most I can do for him… no pretence. Just like I am to myself… : )

I cant thank him enough for all that he is to me… just knowing that he’s just 15min away keeps me composed and calm.. easing me just by the certainty of his presence, putting to rest all the turbulence of mind, … what more can I ask for? I just wanna ensure him of the same from my side… but no matter how many rhymes I come up with, or words I write on this blackboard, or how many times i say it, it wont be even remotely close to the assurance that he gives me of his love forever, by the little things that he does. yet he derives it all and leaves no real need to actually express it.

I have never been THIS close to any person in all my life…even when we were friends, good friends, best friends, close friends, we were true to the relationship we shared. Never ever it occurred to me or him to think of it to be something more than what it was.. and when we knew it was “something actually more” we dint have to say it… it was mutely expressed….. and this mute expression gave a voice to all words that would have fallen short to express even with volume…

“It’s what you do to me….
Oh… its what you do to me…”

I just wanna say it to you, my Best Friend-
That… although you don’t have that dimple-icious smile you can die for… for me, yours is the sweetest one in the world…. \m/ and… its not the dimple that refines any smile… it’s the truth in your eyes that does..

I dunno why m I writing all this down ... this feeling is out of the world….. I still have your home-paper book open in fronta me.. (you know why) : ) n’ve gone through it like ten times by now…. ;) n my fellow chemical engineer, I tell you, chemistry rocks .. \m/ ;) ;) hard to decrypt for others... hehe... :)

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(bigger dramaaaa) :D :D :D hehe..

and i believe in it each time you say to me that "nothing is impossible for you,girl"... you know why do i believe in it?? because the most impossible thing has already happened to me :) - YOU!

Goodnight/day..

15-12-2009

That Somebody….

(From a random blog)


It’s been a year of eternal happiness, 365 days full of memories. Each special !!!
I say, even if I die today, it’d be with a smile. A smile so obviously spreads out on my face when I look back. The last one year has taught me so much, changed me so much.
A year of the sweet firsts. A year that incorporated in me enormous courage to face anything that life subjects me to. All this only because of one person. It makes me wonder how can one person have so significant influence on somebody’s life to this extent. And for me this person was ‘that somebody’.
That ‘somebody’ who believes in you so much that even the things, you almost know are impossible for you, feel like a cinch. That somebody, who loves you with all your mistakes. That somebody. Believe me, the day you find ‘that somebody’, life becomes an easy task, a walk in the park. And then you have infinite walks in thousands of parks :P
When you have that person in life, it’s but natural that your blog, notes, diaries, books are sooo filled with poems. I was never before so fluent in my thoughts. The song I remember even as I type this is- “Main shayar to nahi…. ” So true. :P
And what luck when that somebody is the very somebody you have admired for all your life. The very ‘somebody’ who has known you with everything that you are. Just the second self. I could not have been any luckier.
I cannot pen down each of the zillion feelings that are in my mind. All I can say is… I have never been THIS happy ever. I cherish each day spent so much that I feel it necessary to make note of it. And today I have an account of each of the 365 days in a word file. Each!
Waiting at the bus stops, getting imli after searching like 10-15shops, BEST rides to south Mumbai, needless to say, the loooong chats at marine drive, seeing a thousand times the setting sun, begging for kaju katli even when I don’t like it, wondering how useful ATMs are as they give us a chance to have walks around, clicking pics for no reason at all, feeding on the memories, talking about the future, walking in the patent style, eating pohe and wada pav, walks, talks, serious talks, journeys, movies, bike rides, car drives, dreams, fantasies, chaats, …Oh!
Now when I look back, all these cute little things seem soooo sweet. So small yet so noteworthy. I already feel like I belong to their kinfolk. Their unassuming nature, their constant love and tremendous support. I love you all already !!!
Everything said and done, there’s still more to!!
Hey my ‘that somebody’, Thankyou for every little thing that you taught me, that helped me live life with a good change. Things, little for you, but life-changing for me. Can i BE more thankful?
:)
goodnight/day!
14-12-2009

can be an innings defeat

People look at you

But with eyes blind
Your worth
And your love
Probably they’ll never find
Somebody’ll hold your hand
Paint a road map
To channel you to
The top of the hills
Unexplored and uncharted.
Confused and sad
That you have become
Whatever made this happen
Must be so horrible
And so bad.
Give life to your dreams
Lift your spirits
Time and again I repeat
Don’t give in,
It can be an innings defeat.

5th dec

Smile on your lips

A serene arch.

And the stunned eyes

Shooting swift radiant glance.

The amazement

On your face,

Leaving no chance

And allowing no space

For pretty much

Anything else.

Your word or wish,

Is my law.

There’ll be no misstep,

To you I vow.

When you held me close

Then, And even now

I feel warmth

That bars me to exist,

And nudges me to live.

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I've been dozing off too late these days, exams over; reading books, cleaning room, talking excessively on phone with mom, sis and bro, or just chatting/commenting/interviewing/passive fbing..... plus, i discovered this electric heating coil in the evening, in one of my abandoned old bags.... i bought some milk powder, coffee powder in eve. And even as i write this, i m having a glassful coffee....! thereby jeopardizing the remotest of possibility of sleep...

Read 2 states... wonderful story...... well written...... more of entertainment.... u feel like u just watched a Hindi film.... Chetan Bhagat's books have always been like that....

started with Frederick Forsyth......

why m i writing down this random stuff, u may question... please bear with me coz even i dunno what i m writing... or thinking... or even doing.. or writing.. oh i cant believe i wrote it twice.. see, din't i say!

Exams are over, don't wanna talk of it, though... they are OVER !!!

Dying to go back home...i hear its chilling cold out there in a'bad [unlike Mumbai where the Mercury's Thermal Expansion or Contraction never occurs] not that i can stand low temperatures, its just that i love all my sweatshirts [:D] .... This city (mumbai) will never be subjected to such low temperatures except for exam in Cryogenics...

i m excited about the return journey for certain 'ssshhhh' reasons tooo [ ;) ] hehe...

just the journey is gonna be fun. coz all my folks there will be busy writing their exams :( and the 'sssshhh' reason will be just for a day ;(

gotto finish off license thing in any condition... [weary eyes]
gotto do project work...... [ :x ]

ufff!!! Life's a bitch, didn't i say???

Goodnight/day !!!!

Remember???

Remember the night

when your eyes revealed

The words you wanted to confess

And left my eyes

Rather wordless?

Remember the vow

Of never to regress?

And predict the smile

That’s a “no-marks-guess”

Remember how we

disowned ourselves

To the love and the tenderness

And first expressed

the feeling that had

a meaning engrossed?

Remember how you

Whispered in my ear

The words of wisdom

That undid all the fear,

……made the road clear

And boosted me

To hit the top gear ..

Next year, this time..

Realizing how things will be changed next year, this time. I know it’s gonna be more unbearable than I can ever even perceive…. Why does it have to change at all??? Why can’t we all get down at the same stop, stay together forever.. Or, or, why can we all stay where we are??? Why do we have to leave everything that we love/we are used to… and go to somewhere we know we wont be as happy?? Why’s life a bitch????

Some will be into job-job, some will be studying their asses off, some will go to USA, DAMN GRE !!! [although, I dunno which category I fit in]. Into an utterly different world, doing things that life makes one do… why can’t WE make our life??

How troubling this thought is!! Agonizing, to say the least effectual. [:| ]

Will I have those night outs anymore with you gals.. ???       

Long phone chats with Janhavi until the cell-battery gives up????   

Or an sms fight with Neha????                                                 

Candid Confessions with Renuka???                                             

Or those “India played superb!Din I say Sachin is God!” conversations with Ameya???                                                      

Or those “hi sis” “kya bhai” dialogue with Sumeet???                   

Or those ‘Friends’ discussions with Neeraj???                                 

Or those Voyages with Satya??? {aaaaAAAaaa!!!!}[ :( ]

Why’s it all gonna change????                                                          I don’t wanna miss any of these…. I don’t want all this to alter either… but figuring out that it’d not be anymore ‘like this’ after, say, next 7months leaves me marooned.

Only if you guys can offer any help to get me outta this.. …..[:(]

Reminds me of :

“Livin' alone,
I think of all the friends I've known.
But when I dial the telephone,
Nobody's home.
All by myself,
Don't wanna live, all by myself anymore”

[:(]

Goodnight/day!

House arrest

I don’t even know if anybody even drops in on this blog these days, Neeraj Ameya Sumeet AND Satya, do you? Atleast???

[:)]Quite a lull since pretty long. I do have reasons [;)] but I’m back !!! and right in the middle of my exams … Thanks to the supposed “CYCLONE” that is/was going to hit Mumbai [:)] that we got our Mechatronics paper postponed to 27^th nov, and I got sometime off to bother about my blog after it had become all outmoded with boring poems that I keep on writing and which people appreciate only coz they love me. [:P]  I subject them to all this, forgive me, God.

Last few weeks…. Very bad.. submissions… exams… tensions… running after Xerox…Uffff !!!! the sum of money engineers spend in Xerox-ing is enormous; makes me consider it as a stand-in career option if I don’t land up anywhere good. [:)]

So I was saying- tensions took toll on me leaving me like I have expressed in “In this despair, In this fear” [:P]  ( See, I endorse my poems [:P], Shameless I’m) and I wonder, I’d’ve not been so tensed if I knew my future! I’ll elaborate on it more after exams though. Its about mechatronics.

So, the purpose of this blog is to let the readers… if any…… know that the writer is very much alive but busy with some more important stuff in her life [:)]…And as everything falls well in place she’ll be back to this black-board keying in all the relevant and irrelevant…. interesting and boring……. prose and poetries [:D]

Currently it’s a house arrest for me with a liability to do pretty much nothing else but study, . And anyway most of you guys must be busy doing submissions or enjoying PL’s or passive FBing or voyaging!!!

Oh I miss our voyages !!!

Goodnight/day!!!

You

You have heard it all

Yet you don’t mind hearing it again

Each day for you I fall

In your love I rise up again

 

You let me talk n talk

Until I find my way

Then you pronounce it all in silent words

The thing I just tried to say

 

Angry silence or my glum heart

You decode it and with art

Offer me an embrace

All I need, you know in a glance

 

Seems magical how you read

All unwritten n unspoken

And I realize lying here in bed

How my feelings are always stolen

 

Tonight, for you I wait

I close my eyes and see

All the dark hills you’ll have to cross

To reach me

To grace this aching heart

And then never depart

I just wanna belong here...

(based on my experience of 19th Oct, breathtaking but lovely)

Outside love's lair
I shape up my messed up hair
And then slowly knock on the door
Of your hearts and stand on the golden floor

Let me in, for i want to stay
I don't wanna anymore sway
I'm tired of staying away
Here, tell me, can I lay?

The door opens…..
I lapse as i hear the creak
My heart skips a beat
I'd been over all this in my head
Can’t remember now, a single word i'd said
And as my anxiety kicks in
Leaves my body tremblin’
I begin to wonder how it'll turn out
But the sight of you ends all doubt
And my thoughts arrange in a line
I’m sure it’s all gonna be fine
Your words and laughter
Spraying comfort to reassure
A conviction that me derives
From those speaking eyes
Of Staying forever near
I just wanna belong here....

Tonight

 

Sitting by the window,

Engrossed in thoughts of you,

I see…

I have a life..

Celebrated like only a few.

 

In course of a stream..

Flows the craft of my dreams,

Those dreams promised by you..

The reason….

I want to continue.

 

In a flash you show up,

Dark walls of my heart light up.

All I dreamt so far

Befalls …

And I fall for you even more..

 

Another voyage..

And truth lies,

Tonight….

The Lovers ..

And the Night skies.

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His fingers in her hair

He wants her to hold

From heart he told

What will I do without you, dear,

Me, Who’ll scold…??

 

Embracing her tight

Boosting her to fight

But conceding to toxin

She lost her might…

However she wanted

To be the reason

Of his smile

The toxin she had

Made her docile

 

A tear rolled

Down her cheek

And another dropped

Over her eye.

Embracing, she said to him,

“Hey dear, YOU don’t’ve to cry…

Coz I love the smile in your eye…

Beside me why don’t you lie

Sing all the old tunes I couldn’t comply

Take me to our land of imaginings

Only you and me

Nobody else ever spanned

Of all the joy I once pledged

Of our long life that we planned

By all that, honey, I couldn’t stand

Leaving you alone

In this unknown land..

‘d dreamt to spend my life with you

I did…..

But couldn’t pull through

The pain this life subjects me to”

 

And she’s lost in the haze

To her he tries to chase

There’s no chance

There’s no trace

She froze…

He lost the race…

Silent words…

The unspoken words now
We hear so clear
Quiescent they were
For all these years.

 

“When, How, Where”,
They demand,
The thing that was said
Without words but the heart
You tell me how
Do I tell them the start?

 

Solving muted riddles in my brain
I knew to a perfect choice I came
And the smile
On your face
Ensures me of
You thinking the same

 

I lay there in a trance
With you in all
Extents of my glance
You draw me
And I come close
‘Wonderful Tonight’
And we dance…

Tell me…

Happy time
Or hard days
Through it all
Tell me,
You wont change.

 

In gloom
Or in fun
In rain, or in sun
Tell me,
You’ll be the one.

 

Words of silence
Spreading meanings of love
To it all
Tell me,
You will keep up.

 

Trees dressed up
Or undressed
To your love,
Tell me,
There won’t be Autumn.

 

In silence,
In laughter,
Or if I banter,
Tell me,
You won’t alter.

 

Near …..
Or far we are
The distance,
Tell me
Won’t be the winner..

In this Despair, In this Fear….

You see no light at the tunnel’s end
Hours of darkness would just never end
You see around the walls of prison
Right when you were ready to latch on

 

You cry, you screech
You try, yet you can’t reach

 

The heights they set
By you can’t be met
At this riotous joke
Nothing but you yowl
Raise a ruckus of wrong choice
Lost in regret within a trice

 

In this Despair
In this Fear
Silent shouts, no one to hear

 

In this Despair
In this Fear
Longing to hold truth near

 

In this Despair
In this Fear
Finding a direction to steer

 

In this Despair
In this Fear
Life’s stuck in second gear

To The Truth,

Leaves me blank,

When I think

You’ll depart

Difficult to identify with

The ache of this dispirited heart.

 

However I refuse

To have to do

Without ‘Those Eyes’

I know,

I have to.

 

It sure is hard

For me and for you

But in the end

I’m sure

Promises will come true.

 

I promise you

For you I’ll be waiting

Be it, then,

Years ..

Five or Fifteen!

 

Being yours

Is all I want

The distance isn’t

At all

Gonna make it gone.

 

The simple idea of

Getting to spend my life with you

Has me smiling

A smile…

That I want to continue.

 

Thinking of the day you’ll leave

Makes me numb

But to this gloom,

I promise,

I won’t succumb.

 

All I want is you

To flourish and thrive

About this love

Leave it to me

It will sure survive!

 

It’s impossible to fathom

The love you show

The bliss I feel

In your arms

In all the moments I steal.

 

‘Time’ will advance

But I will remain,

Giving ‘time’ no opening

To make ‘TRUTH’ refrain

From ‘Winning’.

 

The very ‘Truth’

that promises me

To take me

to a place

I’m so longing to be….

 

A mountain, A small house

A glut of trees

And Me…

On my knees…

 

Smiling…

Offering you a ring

Nervous ….

Thinking which song to sing...

Aaaah Those Eyes!

Eyes that speak the truth of the heart

And that so crave when we depart

Aaahh those eyes…

That never say lies.

Eyes of truth that love even from a distance..

And show nothing.. just pure innocence

Aaaah those eyes….

Come lie on the pillow next to mine

Wanna see those eyes all through the night

When they are open and they speak

Speak of the love between us so deep

When they are tired and about asleep

Love from it still does seep.

When they are closed and in peace

Allowing all musings inside to cease.

When they open up in the morning

And Smile seeing me next to you lying..

Aaaaah Those Eyes!!!

The Heartbeat

A drop of rain,

In the lands enduring sun,

He comes with all the grace

Transporting each drop of fun.

Putting behind you

All your worries

He holds your hand

However grave the crisis

The smile, the laughter

Each facial expression

Memory obtains each moment

Like derived from equation.

Comfort has no bounds

In his vicinity

You realize other things in life

Is just a futility.

Is this what they call

Friendship to the core

Or shall we assume

There’s something to it more?

There is no certainty

Of the slippery heart

How difficult it’s sometimes

To conceal its beating art

In bid to single out

The meaning of its trait

You apply your math

To cancel and to equate

Then the calculations

commit a mistake,

Putting the beauty of the relationship

Into a pool of sabotage

Now your beats wish

To go back in time

But in the end

You sit back and pine

Its not your fault

Or anybody’s design

Beats to be blamed

For all the bruising.

Do not trust the beats

For they tell all rubbish

Follow your brain

Here, I establish!

Bandra-Worli Sea Link

Because i do not have a photoblog, and don’t wish to have one, i share with you, my friendly blog readers, the photos here.. as you must have already observed..! :)

So this is about the much awaited ride on the Rajiv Gandhi Sea Link that connects the two of the busiest places of the city.. Bandra and Worli… and does so extending along the Mahim Creek.

The photos are not at par with the expectations because- one: They are taken from a car… in motion.. two: Winds blew brutally so i was scared camera slipping off my hand.. three: it was RAINING!!

Googling can give you much better views and pics, i admit ! But these have come out of my camera, so i have an inherent right of sharing them… :)

The Welcome board at the Bandra-End of the Link.. There are controversies on with the name given… .. .. who cares !! :P

 

not to forget mentioning- this was the 25th of july.. designated to be ‘the day with second largest high tide..’

Takes you away, although for five min and 6km, from the chaotic city… A ride, worthwhile…

 

 

There lies the Mahim, Dadar, Bandra… the Mahim creek along which this is constructed…

 

it was that dark …. but a pleasant weather !!

The Mahim Creek…

 

The toll plaza, that’s at the Bandra-end of the link… We were crazy enough to buy a return ticket. :P hehe.. we started from Worli to Bandra… n then back from Bandra to Worli

pic taken from inside the car…

TAJ Lands End, Bandra… This too at the bandra-end of the link.

…..

again. taken from the car..

You just cant stop wondering about the Engineering… !

The another 4 lanes of the link are still under construction…

 

Goodnight/day!!!

A Relief from Reality called ‘Lectures’

Some days of our lives are worth a rubric, not only coz they are out-of-the-ordinary in the way they are consumed but also coz of their circumstantial occurrence.

Today was the second Monday since reopening of my college… and lectures aren’t on in full roll yet…2weeks, and just 2lectures… ! Today ie-Monday, after the 9-11 lecture of FEM, (Finite Element Method, or something close to that :P ) ( Fyi- 9-11 denotes the duration of lecture) making ourselves oblivious to lectures further, we all decided to go out and have fun. Not to forget, it was also the birthday of my friend, not permitted to put name.. : )

It all started with a treat at Naturals’ (just next to the college) ofcourse from the birthday girl…(A Must Mention- try out CoffeeWalnut at NATURALS :) !!!) Thereafter, advancing to Dadar station by hiring a taxi… boarding on a local, we “customarily” went to the Marine Drive…... it was raining extremely heavily, plus there were these tides mounting high enough to soar beyond us! 40-45 mins at marine drive…….. a walk along the shore......... clothes outright saturated by water from tides and rains… it was a perfect afternoon spent… although it hardly seemed an afternoon …. Thanks to the overcast skies and breakneck winds…. And the ‘nowadays-sleepy’ sun of Mumbai… :D

Going to South Mumbai and eating in McDonald’s is a ritual followed by me till date… hehe.. Consequently, keeping with the tradition, we all went to Colaba McDonald’s after some window shopping at the Causeway : )

What I regret is, yet again, I didn’t have the digicam with me as we fled directly from college to Charni Road.. (therefore, this post is pics-less) (I’ll get them soon from a friend of mine who had this cell with a respectable camera :P ) But, what makes this escapism to be more satisfying is the fact that we absconded from having to attend the lectures which, I still don’t know, were conducted or not… : )

Its 5pm as I write this… but will be posting at night… as I have now opted for a night-unlimited plan : ) (which is a mistake I guess, now)

PS- The pic above … Courtesy-Internet… ….Those taken by us, will be put up later…

Goodnight/day!!!

Of friendships and relationships.........

They welcomed me on the Earth today when finally I gained some perspective of what-FB-actually-is … Funny, innit? : P : P ….. hehe…Whatever : )…….

This thing, dunno what to call it, is kinda making my brain face some major turbulent-thinking-disorder wherein it tends to think in a dire complicated manner and in the end fails to perform effectively in stretching to the conclusion. Its about Friendships and relationships… and their inter-conversion and de-conversion … :P

I’ll elaborate on this when I myself get some concrete standpoint : ) for now, I’d say friendship is the purest of all relationships! and never lose a friend out of senseless tagging-of-relationship business.

Goodnight/day!

I hate myself for loving you -- Songs I like #3

Midnight, gettin' uptight. Where are you?
You said you'd meet me, now it's quarter to two
I know I'm hangin' but I'm still wantin' you.
Hey, Jack, It's a fact they're talkin' in town.
I turn my back and you're messin' around.
I'm not really jealous, don't like lookin' like a clown.

I think of you ev'ry night and day.
You took my heart, n you took my pride away.

I hate myself for loving you.
Can't break free from the things that you do.
I wanna walk but I run back to you,
that's why I hate myself for loving you.

Daylight, spent the night without you.
But I've been dreamin' 'bout the lovin' you do.
I won't be as angry 'bout the hell you put me through.
Hey, man, bet you can treat me right.
You just don't know what you was missin' last night.
I wanna see your face and say forget it just from spite.

I think of you ev'ry night and day.
You took my heart, then you took my pride away.

I hate myself for loving you .
Can't break free from the things that you do.
I wanna walk but I run back to you,
that's why I hate myself for loving you...

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No updates, no posts of late as I’m home now. Our car driver has left the job and now its me, yeah right, the unpaid-car-driver. Blame Mom for the redundancy on this blog :P coz I have to be with her all the way through the day :

Holidays aren’t as exciting yet, as people here are still busy with their exams.
Btw Btw, it was a “ :O ” reaction when I encountered the new CCD opened at the PVR. That means A’bad now has 3 of them. :O …….. :P

On the other front, it’s a long wait for the results… I just hope they sail me safely in Java.

On the yet another front, I’m trying to get my permanent license : ( (with weary eyes)

On the yet yet another front its about movie that I recently watched, ‘Mi Chhatrapati Shivaji Bhosale Boltoy’ (such a huge name)! But a must watch for each Maharashtrian!
(READ: Maharashtrians NOT Marathi !!) I’m not willing to give any review of it, coz most of you have either already watched it (and discussed about it all the way home from theatre) , and the remaining most of you must be disposed to watch it (so I don’t wanna nag you with a comprehensive review)… : )

All its comparisons with Munnabhai and maxim that, it’s a Marathi edition of it of another kind is all false. I tell ya, this one goes much better than Munnabhai : )

A well-balanced and unprejudiced movie is all that I can say about it.

AHEM AHEM, MNS!!!

AHEM AHEM, Shiv Sena!!!

To everybody else,
Goodnight/day!! : )

Lal Bahadur Shastriji…

The discussion was about the present scenario that our nation is facing and the present leadership that it has. The comparison that follows in this post will be a certain injustice but still worth a do. The Lok Sabha Elections have cleared in, ‘talk-to-the-hand’ thing’s up, the most significant win has come up for Indian Congress, but is it a win? Considering the fact that only 47% (or 49%something) people in the country voted to this effect. Glory be! That’s not my point of discussion though, it’s the leadership! Today, we have Dr. Singh as our P.M. But is he, or for that matter, anybody after Hon. Lal Bahadur Shastriji is as devoted for the nation?

Man who took moral responsibility of the train accident that claimed 160 lives in TN and therefore resigned in 1956 during his occupancy as the Railway Minister, was certainly a man of principles. Nehru had once said, "No one could wish for a better comrade than Lal Bahadur, a man of the highest integrity and devoted to ideas". A man of principles and values as he was, started the Green Revolution and the White Revolution in the country for the increased productivity. Today’s men, I hate to call them people’s representatives, have sold their scruples. After the Mumbai terror attacks, it took some shoving and cajoling to make them realize their inabilities, which then led to their resignations, which certainly didn’t come out of what they felt guilty of, but out of the fear of losing the vote banks.

How much do we know about this leader? How much do we know about his murder? How much do we know about what Indira Gandhi was all about? How much do we know about this man, who took pride and honor in serving the nation, no matter if that could claim his life? How much do we know about this PM who actually visited the site of live war between India and Pakistan in 1965, where he approved all authority to the force and said, “The force will be met with a force.” Only after UN demanded a ceasefire was the war stopped and that showed the amount of aggression this man of mild-manners had !

Today’s scenario demands a leader of that quality. What Lal bahadur Shastriji has done for the nation is unparalleled! And today’s fellow leaders are not even worth being his watchmen! What today’s so-called-leaders want is Power, Vote bank, stupid publicity and ofcourse MONEY! How immaterial has the politics grown in a country called India, one of the largest democracies! In our tender ages, we studied in civics, ‘Democracy is Government by the people for the people blah blah…..’ but its only today that we realize what it means ‘Buy the people, form the people’.

When we talk all about Shastriji, we can’t wait to mention about his mysterious death.. We had won the 1965 war, (UN forced to ceasefire), We went to Russia to discuss the ceasefire and what we got? PM’s dead body! We had almost tore Pak apart but this death/murder of Shastriji still holds an anger in our hearts, many unanswered questions, answers to which even the succeeding PM- Indira Gandhi didn’t bother to find. This thing, though, was not hyped by media, as against even the most insignificant of things blown outta proportion! Several theories that go about his death are as under-

1. Shastriji wanted to send Indira Gandhi to England as the new High Commissioner (in a recent book by one of the secretaries of cabinet level). To not let this happen, she conspired against him. Can’t dismiss this possibility so easily because she is also accused to have conspired of her own son’s death. She was an overt and highly ambitious lady.
2. CIA was behind Shastri’s murder. Don’t know how true this might be, but lets not deny the fact completely either.
3. According to the Soviet sources, a glass of milk was bought for Shastri by personal servant of Indian Ambassador TN Kaul. This personal servant, Jan Mohammad, was never questioned or interrogated by any one in the Soviet Union or in India despite his being the prime suspect. This is indeed mystifying, because just after consuming milk Shastri complained of “pain in the chest” and “difficulty in breathing.” Thereafter the Prime Minister slipped into coma. The Soviet doctors were called in and they declared him dead
4. There was no proper medical report stating the cause of his death. The Indian Govt. didn’t even try to obtain one. It’s shameful of India to have gulped down the insult this big so easily by Indian people, the Congress, The Indira Gandhi!!! Again making us re-deem in point 1. It’s a shame for all of us that we don’t even know about a prime minister who has given India a status in international showground after independence!!
5. USSR wanted a government which it could use and abuse during cold war. Lal Bahadur Shastri wanted to remain neutral which was against soviet interest.
6. Some theories establish that he died of the third cardiac arrest after having survived the first two.
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After Everything is Said and Done, there’s much more to be said than Done!

we can come up with as many reasons as possible.. but what makes blood inside me boil is the very inactivity of the media in making this issue a major one. Maybe Congress influence, Maybe Indira influence. What I feel is, today’s India would’ve been very different if we had him alive. Even today if a full enquiry is carried out, little would come out, but all Congress greats will shiver!

There are only few things that make us proud of this Country. And in that small list Shastriji earns a well deserved place. Murder, natural death, nobody knows. But he was somebody who could have done even more considering the money spent on the defense budget that could have gone into better areas. But we have to live with what we have. And what we have?

That I leave for you to think……..

On a very somber note,

Goodnight/day

6 / 7 = 0.5

Half my Exam’s over.
ie 6 papers over out of 7 : )

Not that I’m bad at ratios, : ), just that, the one which is left is JAVA PROGRAMMING, of which I know only the spelling (not quite sure of that either though!) Too much to prepare, too much to understand, and in the end, hardly anything to be able to produce in the paper.

In my Engineering days, most difficult subjects that I have faced have been of programming. And therefore the conclusion that, I have the weakest programming brain. Hehe.
So in that way, half my exams are over, the next half finishes on 20th, soon! A 100 marks paper of Java, 3 hrs of sitting-and-doing-nothing, and a life full of ‘why-din’t-I-study JAVA’ guilt!!!

Now talking about the First half of exam, ie, Dynamics, Design, Management, IC engines, Control Systems, Refrigeration and Air conditioning. Yeah, the first half! Was good. Not too good though.. But then what can I expect from a ‘Procrastinator’-me.

That’s an update from my side.
Will soon be back after my exam’s completely done with.

Goodnight/day!

Vodafone Zoozoo Ads

WELCOME TO EARTH !!! If you have not watched the Vodafone’s Zoozoo ads.

Gone are the days when people used to switch channel during commercial breaks.. Especially this IPL season, yes, the IPL sponsor Vodafone’s famous new series of advertisements is creating a sway all over..

Attracted 30,000 users on FaceBook, and still counting. What’s so special about these ads is these Creatures, who come from a different world and speak an unidentifiable language… endorsing Vodafone’s wide range of services and products in their own innocent-smart way! : )

For all those who, even for a moment, thought that these are animated, read on- here’s a revelation/disclosure… These are real people wearing white costumes. Ogilvy & Mather, the agency handling these ads said that they had to use real people as time didn’t permit them to create animations as IPL was on its way. Generally, task is to make Animations look as Real as possible but they had it other way round. To project Real thing as Animated was their job! : )

The actors are basically small-bodied, thin women wearing the white fabric made of light matl. Zoozoos’ head is almost 7 times that of normal human head, to make body look relatively small. The facial expressions are made of rubber and then pasted on it. Shadows happen to be spray painted… :O  Everything sounds so unbelievable!! Doesn’t it?

The movements are hurried to make it look comical, this is achieved by filming it at 20fps (frames per second) instead of normal 25fps. The Zoozoo language is done by a trick too… these are no specific words that are identifiable in any language, the words are rubbish/garbage and the voice is tweaked by increasing the pitch and the speed of recording. Because Zoozoos are extraterrestrial, their language has to be alien too : )

These ads are a real treat introducing us to a parallel world of funny characters… and simplest expressions : ) There are a total of 29 ads, one released daily for over the entire IPL season.

If you haven’t watched them yet… Wake up, coz they are real thing happening.. Chuck IPL :) Catch them… HERE

If the link doesn’t work.. go to Youtube and in the Search box, write Vodafone Ads.

all info mentioned above; Courtesy: Google and HT.

Have fun !

Goodnight/day !

Voted … ?

A pic in HT ...

Good, Bachchans, that you voted.. but whats this gesture about ;P

hehe.. kidding..

For all you people out there, reading this, DO VOTE !

Goodnight/day

The Vodafone Bhabhi :P

Baffled? Confused?

Yes, this is about my friend/bro ‘X’ (name not disclosed on request), who uses a Vodafone Postpaid card.. : )

Since a couple of weeks he was getting countless missed calls from this girl ‘Y’ (name not disclosed, though, she,‘Y’ disclosed it to X). Missed Calls, SMSs, Calls, Sweet Talks and for everything, ‘X’ was at the receiving end : )

Rate of recurrence was taking no back seat.

A few of the SMSs:                                                               

Shayad Aapko achchha nahi lagta mujhse baat karna, but I like you. I’m waiting.                                                                            Mujhe aap pasand ho.

And this guy ‘X’ had little idea of what was going on, Befuddled and Frustrated (also due to submissions), he once called her back and asked what was the entire thing about …. In response, she gave X her Rediffmail email id and password to know who she was. X went online, logged in… Clueless about what to do further, X asked Y what to do next. As told by her he checked out her pics in the My Photos section (dunno since when rediff keeps such a section).Anyways…

Seeing the pics, X recollected her face..and BANG !!!!!!! she was the Vodafone Receptionist who took his payment at the store the other day. He fell down laughing.. X’s mom too couldn’t help but laugh !!  : D She confessed her feelings about him, that how she fell for him in the first look and how she is not interested in anything else, but just wanted him to know about it.

And my idiot friend/bro ‘X’ oblivious (or pretending so) of the entire thing didn’t even go and try having a chat with her the next day… Mad, Isn’t he? Hehe!*Dude, ask her out for a Coffee atleast ! :D*

BUT,

Now I know about Vodafone’s success in such a short time :P , nice way to get hold of customers n forever!And what did it take? Some miss(ed) calls? Some SMSs? Worth it if it assures you a customer X who will, ‘then’ceforth, always pay his bill on time : ) .. Cheers Vodafone! Great way to get Promising Customers ! :D

To find out X and Y , Solve the equations in your Algebra text book, class Tenth :P .. . Coz that’s the only way you get to know what is X and Y.

:P

Goodnight/day!

OMEGLE . . . ???

Yes, Omegle.

Not on the lines of Orkut Facebook Hi5 or Zorpia and the likes … This is utterly strange with an entirely out-of-the-ordinary concept.. but quite addictive.. (not to me, tho) (my friends)

Check out how they establish themselves…….

Omegle is a brand-new service for meeting new friends. When you use Omegle, we pick another user at random and let you have a one-on-one chat with each other. Chats are completely anonymous, although there is nothing to stop you from revealing personal details if you would like.

He ends with saying-                                                                     Send feedback to Omegle (or a job offer to its founder)

Its real exciting, I tell you, and coolest thing is YOU DON’T NEED TO LOG IN OR SIGN IN…. JUST GET STARTED !!!

Try out once guys, Its worth it…. Cant write much coz have to sleep, got to study tomorrow, sorry! But hey, saw? :P just yesterday i posted this On a Break… post and today I’m writing again! Neer, I guess, you were right!!!! : )

Goodnight/day!

On a Break..

Hehe… No, not ON A BREAK like Ross and Rachel . (F.R.I.E.N.D.S.)  ( Sad, :( I’m going to miss it too).I’m on a break from blogging for almost 20 days from now don’t know exactly how many days (Max 20 days)… Blame it on our 6^th semester exams… ***Hey, its my Third year Engineering coming to end… only one year left now, for Graduation.. sounds not so good : ( ***… anyways… without deviating much from the topic… let me confess…

I wont be able to blog much (ha!, as if I do much!)

I’ll try posting but I find it hardly possible coz of great workload that surrounds and the fact that I have not been studying regularly amplifies the workload.

Secondly, I need suggestions from you, my friendly blog readers.. Refer to the right side column. If I should change the template or keep this on.. the reason why I want to change is present template’s inflexibility.. it doesn’t allow me to change the colors and fonts on the page. But in the end its your choice, my people! : )

Do post your choices, no hurry though, coz last date’s too far..

P.S.- Never trust me when I say I wont be able to post… A bad paper can shatter me severe enough to come and vent my anger/sadness here. (Considering my situation right now, this is most probable)

Again P.S – Do vote on your option. Its voting season everywhere… here too :D

Take care, Friends! Until I return from the exile… :P

Goodnight/day!

Fake IPL Player

This entire IPL world is buzzing, one thing thats making the hearsay is the 'Fake IPL Player'

He claims to be from the KKR's team! and has successfully kept his identity hidden! He posts all the happenings of the dressing room in detail by using code names for the players...

eg:

Lordie- Sourav Ganguly

Sheikh- Shane Warne

Dildo- Shahrukh Khan

some which i could make out...

If you haven't read it yet, make sure you do ! He has posted as many as 28 posts ... each worth reading atleast once.... 

check out here

This can be a fake faking on a fake profile but we cant dismiss it so easily. Why? well, you have to read it once, to believe it...

The fake ipl player has as many as 2570 something followers and each post he posts gets, on an avg, as many as 130 comments.

Its an extremely popular blog!

Check out! HERE

Goodnight/day!

Thought of the day

All's well that ends well.

 

Murphy in Cricket

Lack of posting on my blog has worthy reason behind it, tons of new stuff going on in my Life. I wanted to write today and it’s unbelievable I am actually writing a post! *Someone please pinch me, to make sure this is real!* ‘cause things aren’t going my way, of late, and this has made me bank so much on the Murphy’s Law.

Statement of Murphy’s Law-

If anything can go wrong, it will.

And in my life, it is!                                                                        

No matter how hard a fight you give, if you were destined to lose, you do lose! Yes, I’m talking about the Thursday’s match between the Kolkata Knight Riders and Rajasthan Royals. Everything looked decent. The score- gettable, The Wickets- Available, RR- Attainable, Dada- On the crease. BUT!!! Murphy’s law- so true…

The match turned out to be a tie, calling for the Super Over. Now this is where everything went wrong correctly  hehe!.. I don’t understand what in McCullum’s brain/mind made him come to a verdict of sending a spinner to bowl the super over! x-(

A spinner!!??? That too, one who’s not a Shane Warne or a Murali or a Kumble!!???

One who himself doesn’t know where his ball is going to turn ! Now considering everything else went hell so perfect, WHY McCullum’s brain disregarded that spinners get thumped much easily!Anybody?     -That’s where Murphy’s Law gets the due recognition!Yet again.

A most Stupid decision in the History of Cricket, I call it, rendering every person in World questioning every bit of it. and the core of it being WHY!

Only one answer-

Murphy’s Law- If anything can go wrong, it will.

It did.

Thank you, Murphy, for giving us one law which accounts for everything which a mortal can’t. Only you could answer WHY regarding the decision of the Captain of KKR!

In Murphy.. we trust!

Goodnight/day!

IPL* + no PL**=Excuse for bad Result

The IPL fever is on...

The everyday debate in College. The Supporters, The Critics and The Indifferent ones (this category must get a life!), all doing their every bit to make their point heard!

Person 1:"Aaj to Rajasthan Jeetega! Shane Warne kya bowling dalta hai."

Person 2:"kya Ukhada usne 3 wicket leke??"  

Person X: "Dude, this time it has to be Mumbai ya!" 

Person Y: "Nahi Yaar, Hyderabad ka team dekh, Kya team hai, Gilchrist aur Gibbs! Aur kya   chahiye!"

Person A: "You saw? Dada kaise out hogaya pehle match mein, khelna ata nahi to khelta kyun hai, that too wasting 2 Goddamn overs producing only one run, WTF!!"

Me : (hitting him hard in his back)  "Shut up, A, Stop judging him right in match one!"(in vengeance, I hide the assignment of this person A, just prior to submission :P, i did return him, but only after the submission was over :D)

Person D: "Enough of IPL guys, how much have you done with Control Systems, portion's too vast! "

All of us: (ignoring him) "Whatever!"

Then there are people wearin T shirts of the teams they support, with Kolkata's Tee looking the best in the lot, black and yellow. Then the Mumbai Indians', the Blue tee with the Mumbai Indians icon, this Tee though is more popular here. and looks really fabulous!

Not only the students, the teachers too are gripped with the IPL fever, a teacher literally relieved us to catch up with the 4pm match!

On the whole IPL rocks the whole nation like a Calamity !! :D no matter where its played, here or abroad! :)  What i like about IPL is the 'Unity in Diversity' that it brings in! And only thing i don't like about it is, its time. its scheduled just before our even sem exams and what makes it worst is 'no PL' !!! though it offers us great excuse for scoring not so good. :P

Will come up with more, soon. have to study for Machine design test scheduled tomo. :)

Sorry.. wanna write so much but, hardly possible. bubbye!

*IPL= Indian Premier League ( get a life, if you dinno this)

**PL= Preparation Leave (do Engineering to experience its useless-ness)

Goodnight/day!

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The best post I ever came across!!! 

Click HERE Folks!

The thing called . . .

Yes, haven’t been posting much of late, blame the submission spell, not me. Submissions, the inevitable part of engineer’s making!!!

So, there are certain worries that are eating me up since last couple of weeks… 

1. The thing called Life; dunno where is it heading to, and why.
2. The thing called F.R.I.E.N.D.S.(the American Sitcom); its eating most of my time of submissions, the upshot of which is my incomplete submission file till the last moment!
3. The thing called Loneliness; I’m alone since a couple of weeks,(this family where I stay as PG has gone to their native Kolkata)  and as much as I always say that it doesn’t, but loneliness does get the hell out of me!! Not that I’m afraid to stay in this 2bhk apartment, I’m of course not, but the ‘loneliness’ is taking my breath away! “Aunty, Uncle, I miss you, Come soon!!!”
4. The thing called Responsibility; I have realized that my shoulders aren’t yet strong enough to bear any additional responsibility. Coz these people have gone, the entire flat is mine, Therefore, along with the freedom comes also the responsibility which I hate to accept. Responsibility of managing the house.
5. The thing called IPL (Indian Premier League); which comes free packed together with our End Sem. Exams (or the other way round)! And I m gonna face a real challenge yet again, a challenge to control myself from watching it (and ofcourse Saurav Ganguly)!
6. The thing called Captaincy of the Kolkata Knight Riders’; which has been passed on to Brendon McCullum from Saurav Ganguly! This news has taken me to rage against THE THING CALLED COACH OF THE INDIAN CRICKET TEAM!!! Why every coach has to make sure that he removes Saurav Ganguly from under Captain's hat and get a replacement???!!! First Chapell and now Buchanan!!! Both are *ssho***!
7. The thing called Cooking; as I have to take care of myself since last couple of weeks, I tried my hand at cooking. And mind you, I’m a disaster at it !
8. The thing called Vacations; Confused as to how to spend the vacations to get the max out of it, this being the last vacations of Engineering. Do CAT classes or a Summer-job.
9. The thing called Friends; though I’m making new ones and great ones, there lies this little fear and guilt inside me to have lost the older and dearer ones.
10. The thing called Time; my enemy since the time I came to this world! Its slipping away (since the time I was born)so easily without being made much use of.
11. The thing called Realization; that Engineering will be over soon and that’d mean being exposed to a greater world now! The Realization that how much friends will be needed in this phase of life where we will all be loaded with a glut of responsibilities.
12. The thing called Blogging; for which I dunno how much I’ll be able to squeeze out. But I certainly will coz this is something that directs my brain to a focused although for half an hour or so. Coz otherwise, my brain is un-focused!
13. The thing called ‘The thing called’; ie this post. Its not ending and its making me grumpy and ill-tempered.

Life has become sick and tired of itself. There’s nothing that seems to make me upbeat. Not friends, not family, not nobody!!!

Makes me recollect these lines from a song by Raageshwari, one of my favourites:

Duniya mein chalo akele,

Apne ho armaan,

Apne hisse ki ho dharti,

Apna aasman.

Ambar mein udi hoon main duniya ke..

Are haan, ye duniya, ye duniya badi rasili.

 The lines seem so ideal. IDEAL??? IDEAL is only a word to describe the imaginary state of being called ‘ideal’. What we have in life is REALISM not the IDEALISM/impracticality.

Be it your Thermodynamics or Mechanics or any process or just GODDAMN ANYTHING, Have we ever reached THE IDEAL thing??? NO!

We have always lived a Real life not the Ideal. We have always lived the Approximations not the Accuracies.

Its just there to make us realize that we are not in an IDEAL world. Bloody then why is this word defined, when it doesn’t really exist!!!?? Makes me wonder, why was 0(zero) introduced when that really is the state of non-existence of anything. (But that’s totally a different debate, 0 is essential, I know) 

0 is nothing then why is it defined? Similarly, IDEAL is nothing then why is it defined? Is it to only make us extra-sure of other things that exist???

Maybe yes, coz the entire world is a Relative concept. Nothing in this world is Absolute.

The more I write, the more I realize how complex can be the structure of brain. Its hell in there! My brain is a hell! I started with something, ending with some other thing. Maybe that can make you realize the struggle that my brain is going through these days. Struggle with life and Struggle with ‘the thing called …’ Whatever!!!

 

Goodnight/day!