Last evening I heard...
“Affirmation” by Savage Garden
I believe the sun should never set upon an argument
I believe we place our happiness in other people's hands
I believe that junk food tastes so good because it's bad for you
I believe your parents did the best job they knew how to do
I believe that beauty magazines promote low self esteem
I believe I'm loved when I'm completely by myself alone
I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
I believe you can't appreciate real love 'til you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye
I believe you can't control or choose your sexuality
I believe that trust is more important than monogamy
I believe your most attractive features are your heart and soul
I believe that family is worth more than money or gold
I believe the struggle for financial freedom is unfair
I believe the only ones who disagree are millionaires
I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
I believe you can't appreciate real love 'til you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye
I believe forgiveness is the key to your own happiness
I believe that wedded bliss negates the need to be undressed
I believe that God does not endorse tv evangelists
I believe in love surviving death into eternity
I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
I believe you can't appreciate real love 'til you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye
...and I simply love it.
Friday, September 21, 2007
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
Baramda
Today when i opened my eyes, ma was working in kitchen...i checkd time in my cell n it was 0705hours....Strange...ma is at home today....she missed her school today or what...
I went to her n the answer was today is JANMASHTAMI. So its our off....
":( but ma i have to go to office today...main nahi...," this is my usual reply whenever its mum's off...
Anyways the blog is not about me cribbing all the time but its about my memories when i was a kid. The word JANMASHTAMI was enough to ring bells in my mind...my memories popped up from somewhere...n i was just wondering that when i was a kid it used to be a great fun.
I used to wait for this season to come...festivals and festivals....celebrations and full masti...!
There is a baramda in our old house, which was an important part of my daily routine....in evening i used to play der...at times sit with 'amma' and 'bauji' and used to have fun...! during this day, janmashtami....we used to decorate the front area of our lawn....what we call as 'jhanki'....it used to be so much fun...excitement....at times my cousins used to come over for festivals...
it seems that this lawn was our ground for maximum festival...be it diwali or holi....our adda used to be dis only....lawn and the slope that touches the road.....!
even the chirstmas celebration we had ( i only remember one) was here in this lawn....n the stairs....
Stairs was the place where i used to sit a lot...and the iron gate...it used to act like our swing...for which at times i got scolded too...!
Life was so much fun ...dat baramda...where i spent my childhood is very much there...but now its the time that my nephew enjoys in that baramda...!
It ws just a word that i recalled my childhood days...not more but i think a few years...i still remember at the age of nine when i shifted from this place...i used to miss all this a lot....
and even today when i step in that baramda....its feels as if am back to my place....
I went to her n the answer was today is JANMASHTAMI. So its our off....
":( but ma i have to go to office today...main nahi...," this is my usual reply whenever its mum's off...
Anyways the blog is not about me cribbing all the time but its about my memories when i was a kid. The word JANMASHTAMI was enough to ring bells in my mind...my memories popped up from somewhere...n i was just wondering that when i was a kid it used to be a great fun.
I used to wait for this season to come...festivals and festivals....celebrations and full masti...!
There is a baramda in our old house, which was an important part of my daily routine....in evening i used to play der...at times sit with 'amma' and 'bauji' and used to have fun...! during this day, janmashtami....we used to decorate the front area of our lawn....what we call as 'jhanki'....it used to be so much fun...excitement....at times my cousins used to come over for festivals...
it seems that this lawn was our ground for maximum festival...be it diwali or holi....our adda used to be dis only....lawn and the slope that touches the road.....!
even the chirstmas celebration we had ( i only remember one) was here in this lawn....n the stairs....
Stairs was the place where i used to sit a lot...and the iron gate...it used to act like our swing...for which at times i got scolded too...!
Life was so much fun ...dat baramda...where i spent my childhood is very much there...but now its the time that my nephew enjoys in that baramda...!
It ws just a word that i recalled my childhood days...not more but i think a few years...i still remember at the age of nine when i shifted from this place...i used to miss all this a lot....
and even today when i step in that baramda....its feels as if am back to my place....
Sunday, September 2, 2007
a blessing
A daily affair,
my metro ride,
weird heartless people.
but still a few seems to be nice.
sometimes it seems to be a horrible journey,
but the kids who stand and run around,
are worth looking at
and enjoying this short journey.
A few days ago...I was angry when i stepped out of office. It was difficult for me to understand that someone can be so damn insensitive...how can people behave so rudely to prove that they are superior...i mean it was not only office but things which were accumulated within me...in my heart....I was stressed and frustrated at that very moment!
And in that crowded metro it was a small kid who gifted my smile back to me. I don't know who was he...n neither did i spoke to him...but it was just his kiddish act dat made me realise that I should not be upset...the world is not only full of jerks but at the same time its also some cute, innocent kids who survive in this world...love them...love everything around urself
...don't have to be a part of jerks world...come join us and live ur life with full freedom...
Kids are sweet...they are innocent... they dn't discriminate amongst ppl standing besides them...
dat small 2-3 year old kid, who was trying really hard to be a member of the game of the two playing foot-ball was fun...it was his strong will that after chasing the two(who must be almost double or triple his age) for more den 20 mins, he managed to snatch that ball....
VICTORY...yeppiii....I won....
this was his expression and even i saw myself smiling....i was happy for him....n even i clapped...Wow...he won...I felt he was smiling at me and telling me, listen "It might take some time...but am sure things will fall in place...just give ur 100 % n you will get what you chase"
these small innocent acts are so pure....i personally feel its a blessing....that constantly reminds me that i don't have to be negative ever...thing will fall in place....n this kid strengthened my belief... "everything is always OK at d end n if its not OK, its not d end!"
my metro ride,
weird heartless people.
but still a few seems to be nice.
sometimes it seems to be a horrible journey,
but the kids who stand and run around,
are worth looking at
and enjoying this short journey.
A few days ago...I was angry when i stepped out of office. It was difficult for me to understand that someone can be so damn insensitive...how can people behave so rudely to prove that they are superior...i mean it was not only office but things which were accumulated within me...in my heart....I was stressed and frustrated at that very moment!
And in that crowded metro it was a small kid who gifted my smile back to me. I don't know who was he...n neither did i spoke to him...but it was just his kiddish act dat made me realise that I should not be upset...the world is not only full of jerks but at the same time its also some cute, innocent kids who survive in this world...love them...love everything around urself
...don't have to be a part of jerks world...come join us and live ur life with full freedom...
Kids are sweet...they are innocent... they dn't discriminate amongst ppl standing besides them...
dat small 2-3 year old kid, who was trying really hard to be a member of the game of the two playing foot-ball was fun...it was his strong will that after chasing the two(who must be almost double or triple his age) for more den 20 mins, he managed to snatch that ball....
VICTORY...yeppiii....I won....
this was his expression and even i saw myself smiling....i was happy for him....n even i clapped...Wow...he won...I felt he was smiling at me and telling me, listen "It might take some time...but am sure things will fall in place...just give ur 100 % n you will get what you chase"
these small innocent acts are so pure....i personally feel its a blessing....that constantly reminds me that i don't have to be negative ever...thing will fall in place....n this kid strengthened my belief... "everything is always OK at d end n if its not OK, its not d end!"
Saturday, September 1, 2007
...
Its been long since i wrote anything on my blog...and the fact is that here i don't have any deadlines...i am free to write when i wish to...am free to write what i want to...n this blog is totally about me being me, n nobody else!
At times i wonder, whatever happens happens for the best but then why do we sit, crib and cry about the things that happened! I know what happened in my life was one of my dreams...She got through her entrance, n d place we always wished too. I was happy dat her efforts were paid off n everyone's dream was being achieved...
but the feeling that she has moved to manipal is still not sinking...i felt i was strong enough to take it but a day before she was leaving, i broke...i never wanted her to go...i wish i could have told her this...i wish i could have stoppd her from going to that place but i never wanted to stop her from achieving OUR dream.
Life is weird. i think life is like this only...shall i call it double standards...don't know...whatever it is....the fact is that i miss her...!
Its been almost a few days she left delhi, n since then we spoke just twice or thrice...everytime we wish to talk .... we are not able to...timings r different...our lifestyle is completely different of what it used to be...i miss you my dear friend...i really miss you!
From a past few days, i was missing her n another friend of mine badly...i just wanted to sit besides them...for a silent conversation...i just wished to have their shoulder, on which i can keep my head n cry...cry like a kid coz lot have accumulated in my heart...in my soul...but the fact remains that i can't...
yesterday, while watching somethng on television i got emotional...i wanted to cry but was not able to ....i don't know...after a few mins my throat was paining badly...i was not able to speak...
i was wondering whether i got emotional about what i saw or it was medium for me to vent out wat was going in my heart....
one thing i know is that all this pain, all this loneliness was worth-it coz its d time when ill be able to meet n sit with one of these two...in front of whom i don't have to pretend...nidhi is what she is...and this friend of mine knows the kid inside me...
wish for the time when ill sit next to both of them...d way we sat once for a little while...n the most amazing of that moment will be when i will laugh my heart out, while telling them my stupid acts n what happened...
At times i wonder, whatever happens happens for the best but then why do we sit, crib and cry about the things that happened! I know what happened in my life was one of my dreams...She got through her entrance, n d place we always wished too. I was happy dat her efforts were paid off n everyone's dream was being achieved...
but the feeling that she has moved to manipal is still not sinking...i felt i was strong enough to take it but a day before she was leaving, i broke...i never wanted her to go...i wish i could have told her this...i wish i could have stoppd her from going to that place but i never wanted to stop her from achieving OUR dream.
Life is weird. i think life is like this only...shall i call it double standards...don't know...whatever it is....the fact is that i miss her...!
Its been almost a few days she left delhi, n since then we spoke just twice or thrice...everytime we wish to talk .... we are not able to...timings r different...our lifestyle is completely different of what it used to be...i miss you my dear friend...i really miss you!
From a past few days, i was missing her n another friend of mine badly...i just wanted to sit besides them...for a silent conversation...i just wished to have their shoulder, on which i can keep my head n cry...cry like a kid coz lot have accumulated in my heart...in my soul...but the fact remains that i can't...
yesterday, while watching somethng on television i got emotional...i wanted to cry but was not able to ....i don't know...after a few mins my throat was paining badly...i was not able to speak...
i was wondering whether i got emotional about what i saw or it was medium for me to vent out wat was going in my heart....
one thing i know is that all this pain, all this loneliness was worth-it coz its d time when ill be able to meet n sit with one of these two...in front of whom i don't have to pretend...nidhi is what she is...and this friend of mine knows the kid inside me...
wish for the time when ill sit next to both of them...d way we sat once for a little while...n the most amazing of that moment will be when i will laugh my heart out, while telling them my stupid acts n what happened...
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