Tuesday, December 14, 2004

such a big world,
so many things,
so little done,
things to be!

Thursday, December 09, 2004

And Bon_Yovi euphoria continues...
this time in Blaze of Glory:

You ask about my consience
And I offer you my soul
You ask If I'll grow to be a wise man
Well I ask if I'll grow old
You ask me if I known love
And what it's like to sing songs in the rain
Well,I've seen love come
And I've seen it shot down
I've seen it die in vain
Shot down in a blaze of glory...

Tuesday, December 07, 2004

Sandy wonders!

Thanks heaven for this blog; my only proof of life... having virtually spent last one month in office, i wonder if my dog (if ever it existed...) would recognise me now???

And thanks to a click on links here and there , i am trying to fulfill one of things_i_shud_do_before_this_world_ends. If somebody has better links abt learning to learn german or any other spoken language plzzzz.... fwd me ;-)

Current fav. song (btw I wonder why other bloggers write this section in their blogs??? ): What a day for a daydream... (Lovin' Spoonful)

Monday, November 29, 2004

And before the year steps ahead to usher in its newborne sibling, here is time to look back and take some stocks...


And before i forget this login password, lemme scribble something down...

Seems like just a few days back... that i was reassessing the todo things postponed from last to last year's resolution page... Those things are more or less the same this year-end too...
  1. Firstmost, to not to misplace personal essentials most amongst of which are keychain (with keys to bike and desk-drawer ofcourse), mobile, swipe-in card, wallet, time-piece, helmet, lunch coupons
  2. To not to use credit card, and to make monthly payments...
  3. To not to watch too much television...
  4. To start going gym... ;-)
  5. To learn some foreign language (current mother tongue being C++) a long time pending german dream...
  6. To start reading (other than TOI and comic strips)
  7. To continue blogging...

Friday, October 29, 2004

I want to move on...

some scribbles...

From where I started to where I am today
The journey has been long & tiring
from nothing to some thing I am today
It’s not been an easy journey.

Tried with luck; Tried with hard work
Tried with destiny too
But nothing worked for me.
It’s not been an easy journey.

Found love but lost love too
Found friends but lost them too
Found money, even lost that one too
But the journey continued

Today I stand facing the world
It’s beckoning me to start all over again
I miss no more all bygones
For I know I could start the journey again

I called up Lady Luck to join me again
In the journey of life that never concludes
Loser!! She called me
The lesson of journey never concludes.

I want to move on...
Even without my friends & money
As life moves on; I move on with it
To a journey that never concludes

Walking alone on this path
With guts and determination
I want to continue the journey again
A journey where people would remember me
As the man who won million hearts

Monday, October 04, 2004

Adding Nikhil's blog link on the side bar...

Thursday, September 02, 2004

For COEPians: Check this out

Monday, August 16, 2004

MS, the Seventh Wonder

He did it again, with Hungarian Grand Prix win (7th in a row) became the world champion again...

Marcus was a great F1 fan and a very good person. So as all good men end up, he went to heaven when he died. He was met at the gates by St. Peter. St. Peter knew that Marcus was a great F1 fan and told him "Here you will be able to see all the great F1 drivers over the years racing against each other in the great tracks of heaven". He was amazed at what he saw. He could enjoy the likes of Ascari, Fangio et al racing against Villeneuve, Senna and others. Watching F1 drivers from different generations racing against each other thrilled Maurice's heart. One day he came upon a track where a lone Ferrari was pounding lap after lap at amazing speed. When he looked closely the driver resembled Schumacher. Maurice was angry and greatly disturbed by what he saw and went to St. Peter with his problem. St. Peter refused to answer him but Maurice kept insisting. Finally St. Peter told me "Whatever I say should not be repeated. The person you saw racing in that Ferrari was GOD. He thinks he is Michael Schumacher".

Thursday, August 12, 2004

Two things!

Badly in need of two things:
  1. A helmet that has wiper over it's flap.
  2. A rover (the one like they used on Mars) that can cruise me over potholes to office and back home.

On the way saw two rivers that meets near Sangam bridge been flooded; Two concerns:

  1. All the water (a rare entity at other places in the country, otherwise) is flowing down, a waste.
  2. The water looks muddy, meaning it is taking away all the what-so-ever remaining fertile soil along.

Wednesday, August 11, 2004

Tuesday, August 10, 2004

    • MS launches XP SP2

And with it comes a new set of user experience...
Yeh "UI" nahi Aasan,
Ek usercontrol ka dariyaan hain!
Aur inhe use karke custom controls develop karna hain!

    • How do you access your 93.9 FM

How much does your Radio Mirchi cost?
Actually it is very subjective... if it is in a pencil radio it may cost from Rs. 50 to Rs. 15 Lakhs if it is in your brand new four wheeler. i have a Radio Mirchi set at home that costs around Rs. 25 K, its just that they call it a Sony DVD player...

Saturday, July 31, 2004

  • Adding here some more regatta photos...
  • Seems blogger has improved since i last logged in...

And the Rainmaster takes a break this weekend.

Chokers, no more! err... once more

And me thanks Saurav ki sena for saving my precious time in future... with their precarious showing, Team India atleast better ensured that...

Friday, July 09, 2004

Well! Yet another weekend is approaching and me feels free as a bird yet again… though with more than a reason to freak out this time around… with sheer joy of making it yet another GOLD in the bag (if things goes well over the weekend)
(And it’s not that elusive medallion a person out of more than billion is hoping for, it’s the CD that gets burnt when they say “Seems like everything is working fine!”)

Only a s/w product dev. can understand the feeling of striking this GOLD (in terms of number of licenses of a product are sold for his/her brain child ideas!!!)

Then this is long term pending change of address (and it would be 13th in last 8 years) i shall accomplish... And as they say “you have to move on”, I have heard this more often from my different landlords every time he comes after 11 months flat contract is over…

Then can get back to finish the remaining four books that I am reading at the moment... currently on screen (not in hand) being this one

Friday, July 02, 2004

Three Cheers for Three Years!!! Posted by Hello

Me completes three years of professional life today!!!

Sunday, June 20, 2004

COEP Regatta... Posted by Hello

Thursday, June 17, 2004

A nice read-up for those counting the MS days.

And some more MS quotes...

"If you can't make it good, make it LOOK good" --Bill Gates

Windows 95...the best £59 Solitaire game you can buy

Activate your own virus... type "WIN" at the prompt

Windows is not a virus. Viruses do something!

Wednesday, June 16, 2004

Rains Rains everywhere...

...not a day to go out on vacation :-(

Its raining Tom and Jerry...

Monday, June 14, 2004

Sports weekend...

Me watched non-stop Sports on TV this weekend, privileged by unstoppable Monsoon that touched the city and raring to go full-throttle.

Some good news some bad news for Engish fans. While English cricket team riding on a high tides of success sweeping it clean and tidy, soccer team yet another time found itself standing in front of a wall, failing to open a European account on high note (For French fans it was a wait worth till the end...).

And like in cricket the match is not over till the last ball is bowled, it should be learnt now it is not over till injury time. Some Zs observation Zinedine Zidane turning the match, Becks going down from Hero to Zero, while fellow club-mate Barthez, becoming hero from zero. One more observation all three from same club, shaven headed...

Schumi... does it again. And going by saturday's qualifiers brother taking P1, it was pretty clear Ralf was in with a chance this time (to see the chequered flag after Michael, does it really matter for MS where he starts from?)

Amazing Foreign Language

I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg
to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr
the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and
lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae.

The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm.
Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef,
but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh?


Sunday, May 30, 2004

QLC revisited...

This is in response to my newly found online friend Chirayu's post last week (26th May'04) !

"I'm waiting for a call. I feel liking giving myself a kick on my backside."

Very honest thoughts Chirayu! straight from the heart ;-) and very timely.
First some heavy diet, with all due respect to quotes from Bhagvad Geeta:

Similar query was put long long time back by Partha to Keshava:

arjuna uvaca
jyayasi cet karmanas te
mata buddhir janardana
tat kim karmani ghore mam
niyojayasi keshava

meaning: "Arjuna said: O Janardana, O Keshava, why do You want to engage me in this ghastly warfare, if You think that intelligence is better than fruitive work?"

To this Krishna replies:

loke ’smin dvi-vidha nistha
pura prokta mayanagha
jnana-yogena sankhyanam
karma-yogena yoginam

meaning: "O sinless Arjuna, I have already explained that there are two classes of men who try to realize the self. Some are inclined to understand it by empirical, philosophical speculation, and others by devotional service.

he further explained:
na hi kascit ksanam api
jatu tisthaty akarma-krt
karyate hy avasah karma
sarvah prakriti-jair gunaih

meaning: "Everyone is forced to act helplessly according to the qualities he has acquired from the modes of material nature; therefore no one can refrain from doing something, not even for a moment."

This is some nice shloka ahead in the Geeta:
tattva-vit tu maha-baho
guna gunesu vartanta
iti matva na sajjate

Meaning : "One who is in knowledge of the Absolute Truth, O mighty-armed, does not engage himself in the senses and sense gratification, knowing well the differences between work in devotion and work for fruitive results."

Now some desserts...

i am no expert at it but let me advice here: "seems like you are on the same path as many of us (including me!) feels at this stage of our life. One of my friend had very beutifully described this thing sometime back as "quarter life crisis". Ever heard of it? So it is very obvious. Also as me too not married yet, i can not pass a judgement as really marriage would stabilize the things for you ;-) ? (if indeed it does, let me know ;-) too, because i am also too scared to ruin my life for something never tried... )

But yes, someone had told me "to do whatever you are doing right now with full vigour and dedication, do whatever you are entitled to do. But how would you know what is right and wrong you should be doing, but that does not mean you should keep hopping from place to place in search of something even better, keep on switching things like that. Life is not after all a television set whose remote is in your hand... you are bored and you switch the channel (sometime you just keep switching the channels not sure what you want to watch)..."

OK enough is that babbling...

But at least isn't it good to think about all these things and again getting back to work after convincing the evil in our empty mind that there is no better option or even if it is, it is after you successfully accomplish the job in hand?

That rediscovers to me my favorite song "Live and let die..."

Thursday, May 13, 2004

Win-some Lose-some

General Elections... and win-loss in general

Winning is not a sometime thing; it's an all time thing. You don't win once in a while, you don't do things right once in a while, you do them right all the time. Winning is habit. Unfortunately, so is losing.
-Vince Lombardi

The great 2004 war is just over and here cometh the Judgement Day!

First most praise to EC for migrating from good old plain vanilla (without hot chocolate) election infrastructure to multi phased electronic EVMs all over...

...And results are just coming out; and all would know for once if it is really shining or whining?

...some, for sure would know how 'being on top' is near to 'being toppled'; Andhra babu Naidu been already done in by Reddy... Another great lessons for the political greenhorns::economy can boom without agronomy but not the election prospects...

A teacher for five years 13 months and 13 days old family head to teach "how to remain on top?"

Our man needs to take a cue from Mr. "penta man" Schumacher

aur jaate-jaate...

Sardar (to another): "Oye! we are at 13th floor, we can not jump out of this window"
Another Sardar : "Khote! don't be superstitious, its fire inside, just jump"

Wednesday, May 12, 2004

You think I give myself to you? Not so my friend you do not see My single purpose and intent- To make you give ...

An Unusual Story

The 479-word story consists only of words beginning with a 'W' and only 17
of those words are hyphenated compounds.

'Warm weather, Walter! Welcome warm weather! We were wishing winter would
wane, weren't we?'

'We were well wearied with waiting,' whispered Waiter wearily. Wan,white,
woe-begone was Walter; wayward, willful, worn with weakness, wasted, waxing
weaker whenever winter's wild, withering winds were wailing. Wholly without
waywardness was Winifred, Walter's wise, womanly watcher, who, with winsome,
wooing way, was well-beloved.

'We won't wait, Walter; while weather's warm we'll wander where woodlands
wave, won't we?'

Walter's wanton wretchedness wholly waned. 'Why, Winnie, we'll walk where we
went when we were with Willie; we'll weave wildflower wreaths, watch woodmen
working; woodlice, worms wriggling; windmills whirling; watermills wheeling;
we will win wild whortleberries, witness wheat winnowed.'

Wisbeach woods were wild with wildflowers; warm, westerly winds whispered
where willows were waving; wood-pigeons, wrens, woodpeckers were warbling
wild woodnotes. Where Wisbeach water-mill's waters, which were wholly
waveless, widened, were waterlilies, waxen white. Winifred wove wreaths with
woodbine, whitehorn, wallflowers; whilst Walter whittled wooden wedges with
willow wands.

Wholly without warning, wild wet winds woke within Wisbeach woods, whistling
where Winifred wandered with Walter; weeping willows were wailing weirdly;
waging war with wind-tossed waters. Winifred's wary watchfulness waked.

'Walter, we won't wait.'

'Which way, Winnie?'

Winifred wavered. 'Why, where were we wandering? Wisbeach woods widen
whichever way we walk. Where's Wisbeach white wicket, where's Winston's

WistfuIly, Walter witnessed Winifred's wonder. 'Winnie, Winnie, we were
wrong, wholly wrong; wandering within wild ways. Wayfaring weather-beaten
waifs, well-nigh worn-out.'

Winifred waited where, within wattled woodwork walls, wagons, wheelbarrows,
wains were waiting, weighty with withered wood. Walter, warmly wrapped with
Winifred's well-worn wadded waterproof, was wailing woefully, wholly
wearied. Winnie, who, worn with watching, well-nigh weeping, was wistfully,
wakefully waiting Willie's well-known whistle, wholly wished Walter's
well-being warranted.

With well-timed wisdom, Walter was wound with wide,worsted wrappers, which
wonderfully well withstood winter's withering, whistling winds. Wholly
without warm wrappers was Winifred, who, with womanly wisdom, was watching
Walter's welfare, warding Walter's weakness.

'When will Willie wend where we wait?' wearily wondered Walter.

'Whist, Walter,' whispered Winnie, 'who was whooping?'


Welcome whistling was waking Wisbeach woods when winter's windy warfare
waxed weaker.

'Winnie! Walter!'

Winifred's wakefulness was well-grounded. 'We're well, Willie; we're where
Winston's wagons wait.' Without waiting, Willie was within Winston's
woodwork walls.

'Welcome, welcome, Willie.' Winnie was weeping with weariness with watching
Walter, weak with wayfaring.

'Why Winnie! Wise, watchful, warm-hearted Winnie,' Willie whispered
wheedlingly. 'We won't weep; Walter's well. What was Walter without Winnie?'

Wholly wonderful was Winifred's well-timed womanly wisdom, which well
warranted weakly Walter's welfare. Whenever wandering within Wisbeach woods
with Winnie, Walter would whisper, 'What was Walter without Winnie? Wise,
watchful, warm-hearted Winnie!'

Monday, May 10, 2004


Blogger's got face lift; me too. looking for that perfect Diary look!

Saturday, May 08, 2004

Thursday, April 22, 2004

One more blogger hangs on the side bar!
Mayur speaks about different shades of life...

Monday, April 19, 2004

What is Love...???
Hmmmm.... this thought is not mine, yet very much in assent.

"Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up.

You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...

You give them a piece of you. They don't ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore.

Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like "maybe we should just be friends" or "how very perceptive" turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain."

We know all this, dont we?? But still we love!!! Because Love is beautiful...so as Life. We cannot escape Life...and so as Love.

Love like nothing else matters. For without love, it really doesn't !!!

Sunday, April 18, 2004

A connection between web logs' two different worlds...
Adding on the side bar this link, from an array of my fav. links...

Friday, April 16, 2004

A Passing Thought...

The value of challenge

Challenge is life's way of making sure that you truly desire the things you achieve. Challenge is an excellent tool for keeping you focused on the things that really matter to you.

Imagine for a moment what it would be like to live in a world with no challenge. In such a world, you could obtain anything and everything with no need for effort, discipline or commitment. Does that sound like a great setup, with your every wish fulfilled the moment you think of it? Well, it might be nice for 20 minutes or so, but it would soon grow extremely tiresome. For such a world would literally overwhelm you with meaningless triviality. Sure, every wish would be instantly granted, but it would all be painfully empty.

The value of achievement is in the achieving, in the overcoming of the challenges, in the person you become as a result of going through the process. To have the reward without the effort is to have no reward at all, nothing but an empty and meaningless token.

Challenge is difficult, often painful, always demanding, and as such, challenge is what makes true value, beauty and fulfillment possible. Challenge can be tough, yet indeed it brings about the richness and fullness of life.

Thursday, April 15, 2004

Thats The Law

Everyone knows Murphy's Law: "Anything that can go wrong, will..." - Here
are some other Laws you may not have heard!

Murphy's Technology Law #1:
You can never tell which way the train went by looking at the track.

Murphy's Technology Law #2:
Logic is a systematic method of coming to the wrong conclusion with

Murphy's Technology Law #3:
Technology is dominated by those who manage what they do not understand.

Murphy's Technology Law #4:
An expert is one who knows more and more about less and less until he/she
knows absolutely everything about nothing.

Murphy's Technology Law #5:
Tell a man there are 300 billion stars in the universe, and he'll believe
you. Tell him a bench has wet paint on it, and he'll have to touch to be

Murphy's Technology Law #6:
All great discoveries are made by mistake.

Murphy's Technology Law #7:
Nothing ever gets built on schedule or within budget.

Murphy's Technology Law #8:
A meeting is an event at which minutes are kept and hours are lost.

Murphy's Technology Law #9:
New systems generate new problems.

Murphy's Technology Law #10:
To err is human, but to really foul things up requires a computer.

Murphy's Technology Law #11:
We don't know one-millionth of one percent about anything.

Murphy's Technology Law #12:
A computer makes as many mistakes in two seconds as 20 men working 20 years

Murphy's Technology Law #13:
Any given program, when running, is obsolete.

Lorenz's Law of Mechanical Repair: After your hands become coated with
grease, your nose will begin to itch.

Anthony's Law of the Workshop: Any tool, when dropped, will roll to the
least accessible corner.

Lowery's Law of Home Repair: If it jams, force it. If it breaks, it needed
replacing anyway

Beach's Law: Interchangeable parts aren't.

William's Law: There is no mechanical problem so difficult that it cannot be
solved by brute strength and ignorance.

Lane's Law of Supply and Demand: The one item you need is always in short

Cannon's Karmic Law: If you tell the boss you were late for work because you
had a flat tire, the next morning you will have a flat tire.

Norman Einstein's Law: If it's stupid but it works, it isn't stupid.

Col. Murphy's Law of Combat: Never forget that your weapon was made by the
lowest bidder!

---Thanks "whosane" for contributing!

Sunday, April 04, 2004

a recent googgle gave me this hit (that prompted me to find the old torned hard copy)...
and with that me shall pass yet another sunday in the cold confines of my prized pile of print-out papers...

We were pretty much all alone out there, and it was dark and cold and late. I kissed her again. But not on the forehead, and not lightly.
It lasted a long nice time. When we stopped kissing, she was still holding on to my sleeves.
'I don't like it,' she said.
'The fact that I like it.'

Saturday, March 13, 2004

purani Jeans... aur Guitar
Yaadein, Yaadein! buss yaadein reh jaati hain...

Gone are the days, ...........but not the memories

Gone are the days
When the school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and benches.

Gone are the days
When we queued up in book depot,
And got our new books and notes.

Gone are the days
When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet
Managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.

Gone are the days
We learnt writing with slates and pencils, and progressed
To fountain pens and ball pens and then micro tips.

Gone are the days
We began drawing with crayons and evolved to
Colour pencils and finally sketch pens.

Gone are the days
We started calculating first with tables and then with
Clarkes tables and advanced to calculators and computers.

Gone are the days
When we chased one another in the corridors in Intervals,
And returned to the classrooms drenched in sweat.

Gone are the days
When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors,
Playgrounds, under the trees and even in cycle sheds.

Gone are the days
When all the colours in the world,
Decorated the campus on the Second Saturdays.

Gone are the days
When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table,
Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons.

Gone are the days
When cricket was played with writing pads as bats,
And Neckties and socks rolled into balls.

Gone are the days
When few played "kabadi" and "kho-kho" in scorching sun,
While others simply played "book cricket" in the confines of

Gone are the days
Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but seldom jealousy.

Gone are the days
When we used to watch Live Cricket telecast,
In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks.

Gone are the days
When few rushed at 3:45 to
"Conquer" window seats in our School bus.

Gone are the days
While few others had "Big Fun", "pulippu muttai",
"gulfi ice", "seeval ice !" and "pepsi !" at 4o Clock.

Gone are the days
Of Sports Day, and the annual School Day ,
And the one-month long preparations for them.

Gone are the days
Of the stressful Quarterly, Half Yearly and Annual Exams,
And the most enjoyed holidays after them.

Gone are the days
Of tenth and twelfth standards, when we
Spent almost the whole year writing revision tests.

Gone are the days
We learnt, we enjoyed, we played, we won, we lost,
We laughed, we cried, we fought, we thought.

Gone are the days
With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience, all this and more.

Gone are the days
But not the memories, which will be
Lingering in our hearts for ever and ever and
Ever and ever and
Spirit of Friendship

worth reading it ;-)

Horror gripped the heart of a World War-I soldier, as he saw his lifelong
friend fall in battle. The soldier asked his Lieutenant if he could go out
to bring his fallen comrade back.

"You can go," said the Lieutenant,"but don't think it will be worth it. Your
friend is probably dead and you may throw your life away.

"The Lieutenant's words didn't matter, and the soldier went
anyway.Miaculously, he managed to reach his friend, hoisted him onto his
shoulder and brought him back to their company's trench. The officer checked
the wounded soldier , then looked kindly at his friend. " I told you it
wouldn't be worth it," he said. "Your friend is dead and you are mortally
wounded." "It was worth it, Sir," said the soldier. "What do you mean by
worth it?" responded the Lieutenant. " Your friend is dead." "Yes Sir," the
soldier answered," but it was worth it because when I got to him,he was
still alive and I had the satisfaction of hearing him say...."Jim...I knew
you'd come."

Many times in life, whether a thing is worth doing or not, really depends
on how u look at it. Take up all your courage and do something your heart
tells you to do so that you may not regret not doing it later in your

But You Didnt.......

Remember the time when I took your brand new car out and dented it?I thought
you would kill me...........But you didnt.............

And the time when I dragged you to the beach saying that it wouldnt rain
even though you said it would and it actually did?I thought you would say "I
told you"..................But you didnt..........

And the time when I flirted with all the guys at the party , just to make
you jealous and you were.I thought you would leave me...............But you

And the time I forgot to tell you that the dance was formal and you turned
up in jeans.......I thought you would drop me........But you didnt.........

These were a few things and many more about which I wanted to make up to you
once you returned from the War............. But you didnt...............

Friday, March 12, 2004

What else could be more perfect start to the day than watching Pretty woman (yet one more time)...

today's humming: It Must Have Been Love...

Wednesday, March 10, 2004

Its all up to you...

One way or another, you will get something accomplished today. Exactly what you get accomplished is up to you.

The hours of this day will go by, no matter what you do. What you get from them is up to you.

The world is filled with challenges, frustrations, joys and opportunities. What you make of them is up to you. Some of the people around you will praise you and encourage you, others will curse you and oppose you, still others will ignore you. Yet the way you respond is completely up to you.

You can hide away from life or you can dive into its glorious richness. Some people will help you, others will hurt you, yet no one can live your own unique life for you. The way you experience this priceless gift of life is now and always up to you.

Tuesday, March 09, 2004

Agent Smith: You can't win; it's pointless to keep fighting! Why, Mr. Anderson, why, why do you persist?

Neo: Because I choose to.


Anyone can have persistence. It requires no special skill. There's nothing to it really. Persistence is as simple as putting one foot in front of another.

Yes, you'll probably stumble every once in a while. And yes, you could let that stop you.

Or you could simply get back up, learn from your mistakes, and keep on going, with even more determination than before. Persistence is a choice you are always free to make.

Your mind will sometimes fill with doubts, excuses, and reasons to quit. Persistence is a matter of letting them go, as you move on ahead and leave them behind.

Where do you want to go? Persistence will take you there.

Sunday, March 07, 2004

"i-don't-care" is the most dishonest sentence i say to myself. Do i say it because i want to believe i don't care, or merely to give that appearance? And why is the appearance of not caring any better than vanity?
What matters is not the caring but the way that i care. Spending all morning in front of the bathroom mirror is not really caring; it is in fact unwillingness to let think that you do care.
While i am worrying about what you think of me i am not open to you, i am not letting you in; in fact, i am not letting you exist as a person-- i am making you my mirror. While i am concerned with what you are thinking about me i am not even thinking about you.
i choose to use my own mind. i do not need your mind. i want to experience you, listen to you-- not myself. i have already heard everything i have to say. You are what is novel about this conversation.
Perceptions are not things but of relationships. nothing, including me, exists by itself--this is an illusion of words. i am a relationship, ever-expanding.
There is certain beauty in poverty, loss, and desolation. there is a certain strength and grandeur in suffering. Grays, storms, ruins, age are powerful subjects for a painting. Even a dump heap can evoke admiration.

When i look at the world gently, when i look at others the way i have sometimes sensed that something look at me, i become a friend. And there is no higher calling.

It is not that there are no accidents, evil, deformity, pettiness, hatred. It's that there is a broader view. Evil exists in the part. Perfection does in whole. Sin is seeing nearsightedly. And i can choose this broader view--not that i always will--but i always can.

Friday, March 05, 2004

A passing thought...

If the little things are getting you down, then spend some time and thought looking up. The more you connect yourself to the big picture, the less you'll be dragged down by all the little frustrations.

If you have no idea of where you're headed, then the smallest setbacks can get blown completely out of proportion. That's because they're the only things you have to focus on.

When you can frame events in a bigger perspective, the little annoyances and frustrations become just that -- little. See clearly where the road is leading, and you won't be bothered by the rocks and pebbles over which you must travel. In fact, you'll even begin to value and appreciate them. For they will serve to confirm that you're truly making progress.

The higher you aim your focus and your efforts, the more resilient you will be. The more positive and meaningful you make the big picture, the more successfully you'll be at dealing with the challenges.

See life from the highest perspective your thoughts can attain. And you'll steadily, gracefully work your way there.

Wednesday, March 03, 2004

How silly...

Someday you'll see how silly it is to think you can profit from the misfortune of others. Someday you'll see how silly it is to expect to get something for nothing.

Someday you'll see how silly it is to spend so much time all puffed up with pride and arrogance. One day you'll realize how silly it is to think that you're superior to anyone else.

You'll also understand one day how silly it is to think that any task is beneath you. And there will come a time when you'll see how silly it is to get all worked up and angry over the smallest, most insignificant things.

Someday you'll see how silly it is to consume yourself with worry about what others think of you. And someday you'll see how silly it is to ignore those things that matter most, just for the sake of a quick, fleeting pleasure.

Someday you'll regret all the silliness. And then you'll move beyond it to a place where you can truly live with meaning and purpose and integrity, and with real joy. Wouldn't it be great to be there now? How silly it is to wait any longer.
SRK's "jara hatake" movie. This time it does not seem to be any small social-dometsic issue based. And as always you will get total_return_investment this time also...
And bet, u can count on me for this.

Tuesday, March 02, 2004

A Passing Thought...

For everything you do, there is a reason why. It may be silly, it may be profound, but in every case there is some reason or other. There are those things you gladly do, those things you reluctantly do, and those things you put off until the last possible moment. For each one of those things, there is a reason why.

If you were to think about each why before you acted on it, consider what would happen. Many of those things that only end up causing regret and dismay, you'd never do at all. And those things that bring value and accomplishment, you'd find yourself doing more and more. Because instead of blindly following any old why, you'd pick the ones that matter most.

Life is filled with whys, yet following them all is not very wise. Decide to follow the ones that mean the most to who you are and the person you would like to become.

Think of the why behind what you do, before you ever do it. Pick the whys that matter most, and you'll get where you truly want to go.

Honesty is always the most reliable, the most direct
route to truly attain whatever you seek.

Saturday, February 28, 2004

Someone said it well...

So.. You think time is precious huh? Yeah you're right... and you've currently just wasted about 8 seconds of your "precious" time reading this stupid statement :-)
Times Change but Looks Don't...

Gives one more good reason to feel at home even in the office...

...And a matter of fact query ?

Thursday, February 26, 2004

Mind Control

See if you have good mind control over your body.
This is left brain, right brain stuff.

This actually is true even though it may seem stupid
and it's going to really frustrate you, but it’s fun!

While sitting at your desk, lift your right foot off the floor
and make clockwise circles.

Now, while doing this, draw the number "6" in the air with your
right hand.

Your foot will change direction and there's nothing you can do
about it.

Try it.

See what I mean?

Although this is a physiological phenomena, it has spiritual
implications. The direction in which one part of you goes has a
strong tendency to take the rest of you in the same direction.

You can move your hand and foot in the SAME direction but the 6
causes your hand and foot to move in opposite directions.

You can't walk two paths at the same time.
You can't serve two masters at the same time.
You can only go in one direction or the other.

Wednesday, February 25, 2004

Places i would like to visit...

Saturday, February 21, 2004

A Friend Who Opens My Heart

by Sunshine

Whenever I think about the people
who make a real difference in my life,
I think of the friend I can talk to,
really open my heart to,
because he understands me...
And I think of the friend I have fun with,
just doing whatever, whenever,
because it feels so good being together...
I think of the friend I can count on,
the one that I turn to so often,
because I know he'll never let me down...
And I think of the friend who inspires me,
who always can keep me believing in me
because he does...
And whenever I think of these wonderful friends
and all that they've given to me,
I think of how lucky I've been
to have found all of them in you.

Just wishing one all the best and shed this mask of pretense...

A mask of plastic happiness often covers her sadness
Her beliefs hidden from most
Afraid of, but willing to face the unknown
Wondering where her place is in this life
She has come close to sharing herself
Never completely revealing anything to anyone
Feelings of invisible chains corner her
When she dreams, reality shatters before her very eyes
Accomplishments she strives for just at hands grasp
She feels lost sometimes, not yet finding her notch in this world
At times the glimmer in her calm eyes slowly disappears
But within her heart a silent flame burns her inside and out
She roams day by day, playing roles
Strength unknowingly resides in her
History repeats itself once again
The translucent veil she so proudly wears
Little by little answers will come, pushing it aside
One day there will be no more mask for her to wear
One day her beliefs will be known
One day she'll know her place in this life
One day she will share herself
ONE DAY this mask will be NO MORE

Tuesday, January 13, 2004


Guess who?

A small boy - the fifth amongst seven siblings of a poor father, was selling newspapers in a small village to earn his living. He was not exceptionally smart at school but was fascinated by religion and rockets.

The first rocket he built crashed. A missile that he built crashed multiple times and he was made a butt of ridicule. He is the person to have scripted the Space Odyssey of India single-handedly - Dr. APJAK

Saturday, January 10, 2004

Life is a Game

At every stage of life
you play a different role.
Sometimes you are the Pawn,
sometimes the Rook:
sometimes the Knight,
or Bishop,or King.
You have power over one,
but another can overpower you.
Circumstances determine
your positions and moves.
You may lose,or you may win.
But the winner does not
inherit the Chessboard.
And the board must be cleared
for the next game.
True it's not whether you win or lose.
It's how you play the game.

Wednesday, January 07, 2004


Life is a journey.
Its path is destiny.
And following is its itinerary.

The first halt is childhood.
Gentle as a breeze
and delicate like a flower.
As beautiful as a rain shower.

The next being the youth.
Full of courage and exuberance.
Blissful and lively.
Just like a feel that's heavenly.

After that is the oldage.
Calm like the waves of a sea.
With no worries there to be.

The final is the death.
A time to remember
the above three and
forever to be free