Sunday, January 26, 2003

World cup Hamara !!!
And thus the countdown to WC finally coming to its cusp !!! By the time this twister wud get blown over the entire fraternity of Cricket freaks it will have definitely stamped its mark as a World cup that had embraced all the necessary masala in its conjunture.At least this is clear from the way the bulk N quantum has increased of this game which was mere a passtime of the Royal Colonizers.So much so that it has overwhelm the inventor of this game itself now.The game with prizemoney increasing with a digit with each version passing also deserves such a razzmatazz !!! And if had it been a concours of Adrenaline only then the Great stalwart of the sport today, The Maharaja of Kolkata, Mr Dalmiya (Prince being the SouravDa) wud'v be seen leading the pack.Hats off to Mr. D. for keeping the Indian tricolor flying high (even atleast off the field) allover the commonwealth.As for my bets inside the circle this time I am dead sure Tendlya gonna be the Mr. Sweeper of this tourney running home with all the accords and records at the cermonial stage.The LAGAAN relived ???
So lets ready to cheer up the men in blue !!!

Saturday, January 18, 2003

Free as bird :
Recently at some leisure time on my weekends was just rubbing off some dust over my once passionately garnered heap of

documents. Though this is just my passtime activity to dig up thru my good old memoirs but I know 'twas more substantial than

any other hobby during those lonely summers of tutelage. Yes ! It was then that I came across a piece of paper, and again

that piece of used to be the prime target , like the zenith, beyond which I could hardly think of then and it beared those

BOLD artistically written "University Of Pune, Bachelor of............"
I can imagine you saying this is not that "Bachelor of...", but one thing is clear it has since then certainly given

me a new identity...Till then I was used to be called as sonu,Sandy,Schwarzenegger,stallone,and what not but now there is

this one more tag that is shining bright on my chest like a pendant on some war hero.
I know we all come alone empty hands go alike, but then you know human beings being social brutes have to have

someone for company, for sometime at least or the whole.So that brings me to the conclusion of being absolutely right in

hanging around with the guys (and I mean GUYS for the time being) and that we call us guys Babblers (these are seven birds that are known to be

hanging around together and hence also called "Sat-Bhai", typical to some "Animal Planet" hint :-) ).So whats wrong in that,

if someone has coined this phrase which makes Birds known to be flocking together.But as always, this poor bird (Me, whoelese

?)had yet another experience which made him feel like being stuck in some gold cage.This was the last day of last year and I

was virtually on the seventh heaven trying to be the first person to ring in the new year by doing what I can the best on such ocassions

(screaming LAGAAN to signify yet another bash and dance party at some equally,vocally babbling venue) But after calling at

almost couple of dozen places got the same reply: "stags not allowed" / "couples only"! Huh, so what !!! (I said to myself)

.But the questions still ponders me as to why no country for the people of Palestine, no food for the starving Somalis, No

tree to the migrating birds, and "Couples only "signs for the BACHELORS ???.Trying to find the answer at one of fav. places :

behind the closed doors of my cluster infront of this monitor,where sun never sets and thats where I find true solace (other

places being being HER lap, and... about which lets talk later) I get that this is still my Summer of 69 and definitely I

would always wanna be here, what if ther is no more some mama's porche...

Sunday, January 12, 2003

This Blogger template seems to have eaten up earlier posts. Now even after republishing them I could not see them in the archive... Subak... Subak...
Now I can feel how those film buffs must be taking the loss of nitrate based pre 1950 era films at FTII....
TITLE: Think good thoughts
AIM: What we think dictates who we become
OBJECT: Sandpaper

[Begin by chatting with the kids about sandpaper, its uses etc - use the following questions to guide the discussion]
What do you think this is? [sandpaper]
What's it used for? [making things smooth]
What would happen if I sanded the wall [take off the paint]

That's right. Sandpaper is a very useful tool. It can be used to make wood beautifully smooth - like the table there. A beautiful piece of furniture.

Sandpaper can also be used to make things rough. If I were to take a piece of rough sandpaper and rub the wall here - it would take of the paint and put scratches in the wall.

The Bible says our thoughts are like sandpaper.
Now the tell the tale : "Be careful how you think; your life is shaped by your thoughts."

The thoughts we think are like he sandpaper - good thoughts, thinking like God wants us to think can make us beautiful and smooth. Bad thoughts can scratch and damage us.

What is the second point of the code? [clean]
What does it mean? [clean in body, MIND and speech]

This week, and every week think about the sandpaper. Think about what you are thinking about. Your life is shaped by your thoughts.

Think abt it :-) BFN.....

Thinking :
Thinking is greater than reading / writing.
One who stops thinking stops living.
Pursue your thoughts , till these come to you as the FACTS. Because every bit of thought, right / wrong , that comes to your mind has some conclusive side of it. If these thoughts are right, becomes Universal Acceptance, if not are replaced by their counterparts.
Every great HERO in the history has become so, by his/ her thoughts if not by actions. Probably these heroes are the ones who have had such successful pursuit to their thoughts. And this must be called nothing but the "Discovery of truth"... was done by the "Mahatma", the hero himself, or take for that matter the "Gautam" who might have had the same experience under the Bodhi tree.