One Wednesday Night.......

It all began on a wednesday..a wednesday night to be precise. Everything was normal & people were returning home after a long day's work. Some might have been tryin to unwind after the days work & put things in perspective. Thats when it all began. A handful of people brought havoc on the city of blinding lights by opening indiscriminate firing on innocent bystanders at different locations (mainly restaurants) throughout the city. Within hours, without warning or a shred of mercy, innocent people were brutally massacred and injured.They quite metaphorically shot the heart of the city that never sleeps. What ensued was a bloody trail of mayhem that was shed at two of the city's most prominent hotels. The city came to grips with thesituation as cops & enforcement battalions were deployed to fight fire with fire. When lives of innocent people are shed, it becomes evident by default that rational negotiation can only be of least possible help. I quote a photographer on tv to describe the sentiments. He said, 'These people had the audacity to barge into my city.....my home & take away innocent lives..all i want to see is them being killed before my eyes'. We still fight valiantly against the terror. It all began on one Wednesday night..

Weirdness is me.....

Well..the previous blog entry was quite something..to say the very least it was depressive. It was moreso since that was the actual state of my mind then..& to tell you the truth it felt better once i got done with that entry. Now that it's over I try to get back to my usual abnormal self..for one thing i wanna do something weird..which is why i'm writing this blog entry thru my cell hone..not actually the weird thing to do but i try to be resourceful & make do with whatever is at my disposal. You may find instances in this entry where I might use sms'in abbreviations..like 'evr' & 'no1' & so on..kindly excuse them as i do get into that zone when i type on my phone. Also there would be a lotta typos & no para breaks..which is mainly because the phone screen is only so big..for one thing my thumbs are gonna be mighty strong..next time you see me, my thumbs would have its very own set of six-packs & bulgin biceps..my purpose is accomplished since i did type in an awful lot using only my thumbs..so yay to that & i have to bid adieu..till the next entry..

Everything Fades......

I received a sound advice once from someone really close to me who said "Nothing stays forever"..... Of course this was in context to relationships and bonds that we have during our time here on the third rock from the sun (Yea Yea i know that it contradicts the DeBeers Tagline and philosophy....). At that point of time I had debated upon this ideology. Personally my view towards life is this....We have one life to live, so we better live for the moment.....live in the moment....& live it such that there is no regrets...

Even though I agree with the part that nothing really does stay forever, I don't see the point in thinking about how things would change rather than trying to be happy with the way things are. Perhaps this can at some times be loosely associated with being indifferent because when things change some people do have the ability to remain unaffected by it or at least act so. Relationships break....people fade away....bonds vanish....its all a part of life really. This i have learnt in my very own life. Recent enough i have lost some people that have been close to my heart....bonds did break....& it was always painful .........especially when friends go away. But we always live on......we pick ourselves from scratch...... Whenever such incidents occur, it is mighty helpful to take a deep breath and imagine it to be purging your soul and starting life afresh. Change is inevitable....it measures the true nature of man.....we all know that what we have at the moment will not be what we would in the future.....perhaps we might just loose it all......but when we hit rock bottom it is in some sense the greater achievement cos no matter what you do from then on, you would have nothing to loose and everything to gain. The secret lies in letting go. Its not as easy as it sounds....trust me.....I have lost quite a lot in the past few years....but the more you loose the more instinctive you become....and in some sense it give you sense and strength to see past what is to what will be.

Nothing stays forever.....nothing ever will.....no one ever will.......but we all try nevertheless..... we all try harder.....Change is perhaps the greatest constant in life.....the only part that never changes in this universe is perhaps change itself. As my blog readers would have noticed, my blogs have some or the other relation to music or songs. and this one is no different......The title is Everything Fades by the Poets Of the Fall......I bid adieu with the following lines from the song....

Silly thoughts of small deeds
Everything that once answered to your needs
The thoughtless but kind
The caring but blind
Everything fades away

Everything fades away, come turning of the tide
For your love I'm sorry
For your pain, don't worry
Everything fades away
Everything fades away

Silhouettes, false leads
That which drew you, like a crow to glass beads
Secrets spied
Wishes sighed
Everything fades away

Everything fades away, come turning of the tide
For your love I'm sorry
For your pain, don't worry
Everything fades away

We are one but not the same.......

Something has crept into my mind for the past few days which has kept me thinking.... To what extents can you go for the ones you love? and how far can you bend for them till you snap?..... Well these questions didnt arise out of nothing....obviously...... It comes from another thought which implored me to think about what would love really is.

I have very few whom i call worthy to be friends. Of them only two form the innermost circle of trust. Very recently one more got added to that circle of trust. To me, these three people are the core of everything i do. The bond i have with them is greater than anything i can ever experience. Perhaps that is what should matter to me. Still I somehow feel that something's amiss. Perhaps i am imagining things. Well coming back to the title of the blog, two of my closest friends are exactly similar to me. Well, sounds simple and common though. But what makes it all uncommon is the fact that they are exactly like me except for the fact that they are of an opposite sex. We eerily love the same stuff... to an extent that we know what's going on in the other's mind. This is perhaps where everything becomes blurred. When i asked if its possible to be friends in love this is what she (my closest friend) had to say "I place friends higher than love, because love comes and goes......friends are what stays forever....." I believe what she gave me was the true definition of love........ atleast that what i want to believe.

We're one
But we're not the same
Well we
Hurt each other
Then we do it again
One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other

A Road Less Travelled.....

I just finished reading an article in the paper today. It was certainly one that did touch my heart and made me think. The article was about a guy who topped the class in IIT Kanpur (which is no small feat) and yet gave up all the offers that could have put him on the road to millions and chose to dedicate his life for a social cause. Now he teaches computer science to the poor n needy. I probably cannot reach that scale of dedication. The only thing i could learn from the whole article is that satisfaction can never be materialistic. This guy was the Topper of one of the most prestigious institutions in the country and even did his doctrate from there. Yet he decides to give it all up to take up something that will not earn him any money......but the one thing that he has definitely earned which we cant ever earn is the best job satisfation in the world.

I maynever reach that part either professionally but then i write this entry as a tribute to that guy and others who have broken the trends and have earned a pure form of respect from peers. A friend's status line comes to mind....'When every head bowed........' This was worth the mention in the blog and im happy that something like this came by that gave me yet another reason to write an entry. As far as my observations go, i have seen that the most respected of people are ones that havent been materialistically motivated... Baba Amte is another worthy mention.....Even in my profession field, the man known as the father of modern architecture, Frank Lloyd Wright, hasnt been well off financially. He has been on the verge of bankrupcy time and again. His life and work, Taleising West, had been burnt to the ground not once but twice. Yet he is the most noted of architects in the world. World shall bear a testament to such people and to the very least, my respect as well.....

Now you may ask if i would follow that same path....The answer is a bit murky for now...but yea i might never reach there......so the answer may pretty well be summed in 2 words-----Hell No!! (that was a joke by the way......duh.......I still havent found the answer....seriously!!)

An Ode in prose....

Yeah! I know the title for the entry sounds pretty weird but then i cant actually write an ode since it essentially has to be poetic to an exalting value. I suck at poems (no point hiding that...i couldnt compose one to save myself from a horde of drunken heretics trying to mutilate me...) But then again i had promised a very close friend of mine that i would compose an ode to her. The whole thing started when she shared a personal stuff she had written and asked for comments on the way it was written. Now, when someone as close as her asks me for a feedback i cant just give her a normal one can i?.....so here i am writing this entry that is dedicated to her and her writing..

It was a personal familial kinda stuff that she had written, so i wouldnt comment on the content. But for one thing it was a very very very long letter with the minutest detail thrown in. yet as far as informal stuff goes, it was one of the best that i have read in ages. Its great not because of the way its written but because what she wrote opened a window to her mind at that time. It also gave me an idea of what pre marriage activities are gonna be like. So there you have it---- a short review of a long letter....all in all a very nice one and a good read.

But apart from what the letter meant, what i really would wanna point out is that she found me worthy enough to read a personal letter of hers. That i truly appreciate and love. That action or emotion meant much more to me than the point of givin a review for the letter. I am honored. What more can i say?....I am blessed with great friends....better than the best (and a few very cute ones too......you know who you are). You guys are a part of my legacy, my world. So i hope you enjoy the ride...

More stuff later.......till then Adios Amigos!

A fish called Phelps...

The Olympic games is on and there is one man that is on a blaze of glory. This guy is none other than Michael Phelps from the United States. He has won a total of 13 golds in the Olympics till date of which 8 are from this season itself. He is now the greatest Olympian in history and is at par with Mark Spitz for winning the most golds in one season... He has nailed all the events that he has competed in so far n has come with golds in all of them. He has one more event to go and winning that will make him the unsurpassed champion of the water. Otherwise he will be at par with Spitz. He is making history anyway.
It is sheer pleasure to watch the guy swim. He has the agility of a fish. He is unbelievably lean and toned with a greater arm span than others that help him cover greater distances with lower strokes. He has some anatomical uniqueness too. His body creates lesser lactic acid which helps him swim longer without getting fatigued. He can keep swimming for a longer time even to the extent where other pro swimmers would cringe with pain.
And to think that this guy suffered from Attention Deficiency Hyperactive Disorder (ADHD) due to which he couldn't concentrate at school. His teacher even told his mum that 'Your boy is not special...in fact he does not have a gift....he will never be able to do anything great'
That teacher must sure be embarrassed now. Way to go Phelps.....Way to go!!

Untitled....

This blog entry is deliberately titled 'Untitled....' (talk about irony!!!).. This entry is dedicated to all who have waited patiently (and impatiently) for me to update my blog. My personal apologies to my regular readers for not having written a word for the last few months. Nothing much has changed since the last time I wrote. I am still pretty much what I was then (except maybe older & more edgy) Otherwise its more or less the same. Currently enjoying a long weekend.....so i'm pretty much laid back n chilled out, watching some great movies and some TV series. Its been raining quite a bit out here.
On a more global note, India has won its first ever individual Olympic Gold. Very much a reason for us to celebrate as also a reminder that we can get to the very top if we just make up our mind... I doubt whether this win will remain in our sentiments. We all are quite forgetful when it comes to such stuff. Sure there will be much fanfare and the dedication of all the trophies in the history of India to the guy who won the gold ...... he is bound to get a lot of cash prizes (at last count---4 crores)....but there is one thing that is not talked as much about the win.. The fact still remains that the guy is from an affluent family with training from the best that his money could afford. The guy has his own firm back home and it seems that his father was so happy about his win that he gave him a 200 crore worth hotel as a gift!! can u beat that....n he is much sought after these days with people willing to sponsor him n stuff n give him bharat ratnas. But c'mon guys, is this what it is worth?...Agreed that the guy gave his best and got his dues.... he rightfully deserved it and he made the nation proud. this is coupled with the fact that he has made history and nobody can erase that. But we really need to chill on all the flow of awards n stuff to him. He did what he had to. There are many in this country that can make us proud but they fail jjust cos they do not have the means to achieve it or there isnt proper funding to train them. Spare a thought for the other sportsmen, we should be trying to help them develop n be the best in their field. Hope the authorities get their facts straight n the priorities right.....
Nothing much happening otherwise....will post more when i get more to write on...till then....Adios!!

The Cost of Freedom.....

The entire nation celebrated the 61st Independence Day. This was ofcourse among critical and disturbing times, with the recent tumoil about the govt. that will rule the country and the crisis that has struck our beautiful country. How free are we? What exactly is the measure of our freedom? Can we be truly free? Can anyone be truly free? To me, freedom is a concept that we always strive or yearn to achieve. It is as much existant as it is not.....it might be a bit difficult to completely comprehend the meaning of that statement. It just plainly means that we are only as free as we think we are. We are simply celebrating the country's independence from a governing external entity (to me we are not free just yet)....We are very much a captive of greed, power and fanaticism as we were a hundred years back.

What is the point of all this bombings in the country?..... what point is it to kill masses of innocent people?... Where do we reach from here?....why fight within the nation?........why fight in the first place?.....People need to think about what they want to have. Anyone with the fanatic idea of killing people as an indicator that they want to be free is very much the prisoner of his own demons till the end of eternity... I hope we as the present generation try to put an end to this mayhem and maybe for once truly grasp the whole meaning of being free...

To set your minds thinking about it, I part with the lines that Bono once said, 'We were amazed when 50 years ago we put the man on the moon......but now it is time to bring a greater change........It is now time to do something just as great....more like putting mankind back on earth'

Get your kicks on route 66........

I have just been back from yet another road trip.....been a good one yet again......its always a bit fulfilling to rev up the car n set the roads on fire. Road trips are also sources to some of the best entertainment around....sure, there is the weariness factor (obviously....after 12 hours of driving you sure as hell would be tired...). but then it isnt always drab to drive around..... all one has to do is look around for it. i am dedicating this blog as the 'Dummies Guide to Road Trips'

Step one would be to ensure that all the members goin on the road trip are safely secured and luggages are loaded into the vehicle (you will be amazed at the number of times people are left behind......serious!!). Next thing to do would be to chart the route you would wanna take as and when you go.......Ghats and winding roads especially preferred (try the snake hair-pin bends at good speeds and scare the shit outta the passengers......told ya it was fun didnt i?)..... Ok.. now comes the entertaining parts.... For one, there are the different species n sub-species of drivers that you would encounter..... there are the kings of the roads......... n then there are lesser mortals too. The kings of the roads would be, undisputedly, the Tourist Bus Drivers and the State funded busses.....actually both seem at par in the ranking anyway. The state busses dont have to worry about anything since they seem built tailormade for the scrapyard.....so if one of them tries to overtake you better step aside, unless you want half your vehicle to be scraped by the bus. Then in the hierarchy comes the truckers. A truck carrying no load is no match for any other vehicle.....better give way to them as well. The only logical way to overtake a trucker is on a hill slope (or you can act as a daredevil and overtake them anyway on an open road....but dont come cryin to me if they bump you off the road. Next comes the ordinary vehicles which are fun to drive around with. they are the easy ones to overtake depending on the power of the vehicle you are driving. Next and last on the list is the lower scum of the highways which would be cycles, 2 wheelers and 3 wheelers. they seem the easiest to overtake n move on but they are just as decieving and dangerous (cycles n bikes the most cos if u pass by them too close then you just might blow them off the road). So much for the vehicular grouping. Next on the entertainment lists are the state borders. the checkposts that flag you down to check whether you are smuggling any contraband or something without a permit ('Check' meaning askin trivial n inane questions like 'Are you carrying anything without a permit?'....yea... as if im gonna tell if i was carryin them....or 'so you are entering this state?'.......why the heck would i be at the border check post if i didnt wanna cross n enter another state territory???....not like i have an obssesive compulsive disorder of driving all the way to the border n turning back). After the gruelling interrogation (which also delays the precious travelling time and the speed), you would be free to proceed. While on the highway do not miss out the words from the wise that would be written on markers along the highway. Some wise ones include (off the top of my head)-

• This is a high way not a die way. (there actually was one that goes like that...no jokes).
• Safety on roads is Safe Tea at home. (real creative that one)
• The fast 'wasnt' last. (didnt make sense to the writer as well i guess.....n yes you read it right.... it was written just that way.....with typos et al... that too in a sentence with 4 words)
• Calm your nerves on curves.(didnt specify which one......imaginations run wild)

Something that you shouldnt trust on the roads would be the milestones or road markers...... the distances keep fluctuating. (102kms on one while further down the road the same place would have a marked distance of 115 kms.......einsteins at work probably).

Now that we have done with the basics in this Dummies guide, you are all set to go n drive...remember the words from the wise, put on some good music & feel the wind in your hair.. (do write in with your experiences on the road ....... no refunds if anything goes wrong...... n i already have a good lawyer, so dont even try to sue me)

Money Talks!!

A recurring topics in my daily activities for the past couple of weeks has been these two words....'Money Talks!!'.....I would be a banal bigot myself if i said this wer'nt true.....cos it is, no matter what ethics you follow, it all boils down to these two words. World by itself is as materialistic as it should be and getting moreso every day. No one person would do a single moment of work or any favor without having any personal interest in mind, more often than not, that personal interest being ....... you guessed right...... MONEY!!. When I started off with my career, it was all about learning and grasping design issues. Money didnt matter much as I was still studying and was without much other responsibilities (Trust me!!......with what i got paid, it really didnt matter as it woulf be over in a day anyway)
It has been over a good long 2 years that I have worked and now the time has come to take a stand about what weighs more......and It sure as hell is gonna be Money that will do the talking.....getting paid less also has the disadvantage that people will give leser importance to the work done by you and eventually taking you for granted.....More money would mean that the firm has invested as much in you and that you are as much an asset than a piggy-back liability....(For the uninitiated that would mean.......more moolah = more status)......So im on my way to forge a turning point for myself in my career and as they say ...... 'Show Me the Money!!!'

Past Present Future...........

I have started with this blog after reading a couple of blog entries by someone i found over the net. It was a mighty pleasurable read with really good insights and beautiful nostalgic moments. The author of the blogs talked about missing something and about the childhood memory of hers. Most of what she wrote about made sense to me. Something like 'It isnt the old days that we miss.....but the absence of those people in our present that we miss.' made utter sense to me in the most simplistic way. It also made me think about my own childhood. Even yesterday, My best friend and me were talking more about the same topic. About our school days.. our friends.... our crushes... the way we used to go to the local fair.....how we tavelled to and fro from school. Its more like the 'Summer of 69' song (which i would also add that every Tom Dick Harry Shankar Ramesh & probably every rock wannabe has sung/ tried to sing & butchered the whole song to death......now the whole song is a stereotype in itself...) I still remember the day i started cycling..... the days i spent playin out in the sun after school...getting drenched in the rains.....the scolding my mum used to give me ......my old B/W tv that had 8 channels in it of which we had only 2...... the old tv serials (Hum Log, Buniyaad, Giant robot, Fireball XL5....... anyone?)..... my old telephone with the turn dials...... the old VCRs..... the casettes that we used to watch (Kindergarten Cop was a super duper hit thn n there was nothing more scarier than Evil Dead)....... The class picnics...... the family picnics......Vacations with cousins......Lots more there....
It also makes me appreciate the present that im living.... the kind of music that i listen to..... the friends that counsel me at work and at home....I cant crib about such stuff anymore.....my friends are the ones that make the present seem worthwhile..... so as I cherish the moment that i live in I appreciate the people around me and the stuff that makes me who I really am ever hoping that it continues into the future as in the past through the present...... Since I am in such a nostalgic mood, I leave you guys with the lyrics of a song that I have heard in my own childhood (sounded cool then ............sounds cool even now)...........more on this topic later (when all that I wrote just now become a part of my indelible past)

Lynyrd Skynyrd - Sweet Home Alabama
Big wheels keep on turning

Carry me home to see my kin

Singing songs about the Southland

I miss Alabamy once again And I think its a sin, yes
Well I heard mister Young sing about her

Well, I heard ole Neil put her down

Well, I hope Neil Young will remember

A Southern man don't need him around anyhow

Sweet home Alabama

Where the skies are so blue

Sweet Home Alabama

Lord, I'm coming home to you

In Birmingham they love the governor

Now we all did what we could do

Now Watergate does not bother me

Does your conscience bother you?

Tell the truth

Sweet home Alabama

Where the skies are so blue

Sweet Home Alabama

Lord, I'm coming home to you

Here I come Alabama
Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers

And they've been known to pick a song or two

Lord they get me off so much

They pick me up when I'm feeling blue

Now how about you?

Sweet home Alabama

Where the skies are so blue

Sweet Home Alabama

Lord, I'm coming home to you
Sweet home Alabama

Oh sweet home baby

Where the skies are so blue

And the governor's true

Sweet Home Alabama

Lordy Lord, I'm coming home to you

The return of the Easter Bunnies..........

It was Easter this past sunday.....n u know what that means.....BUNNIES!!.....having said that, the first thing that popped into my head was of Playboy bunnies celebrating Easter (C'mon....I'm human...n that would have been a kickass party dont you think?). But then this was an enjoyable easter (except for the fact that there was no way in hell that my bunny dreams would come true). So it was a major day for relaxation & chillin out.... n chillin out we did!!......crashing in at my best buddy's have sorta become my plan for such events. so we chilled together watching some comic shows n laughing our ass off......n ofcourse, we did have the sinfully delicious cake that his mom baked..(really delicious......really.....wonderful.....mmmmmmmmmmm), Oh well thats it for now, shall write in later......gotta rush 'cos the thought of the cake has made me salivate n give me hunger pangs....till later.....ciao

Its an insane world.....

..... As I said in the previous blog, a lot has happened during the time that i have been away....for one thing, one of my bosses quit (not that its a big deal in the general way...). Its someone who i have closely worked with ever since the start of my career that quit..... so it did make a difference to me or atleast affected me in a small way if nothing. This guy has been a genius at what he does.....must have mentioned about him in my earlier blog.....if not then you will hear in this one. Thruout my academic life, I wouldnt have learnt much about design principals than what i learnt from this guy in a couple of years....It was he who taught me the way design works. I have related more to him as a mentor & as a close friend probably because we share almost same sense in music and partly to the fact that i'm jus as quirky as he is. It was probably his quirks in mind that led him to quit... but then as they say 'Everything happens for a reason'..........n it must have happened in this case for a damn good reason too.......But in the end I wouldnt bet that there would be much people whom i would meet in the future who can have a beautiful mind as his......

Lost Highway.....

I am back again, by now loyalist of my blog would understand that my mind works on its own quirks & hence the irregularity of blog entries......but i assure that it will be a fun read when the updates come by (atleast for the one or two of you...heh!). You guys would have also figured out by now that music has been an integral part of me n more often than not you will find blog entries relating to song titles or some or the other relation to songs....though i thoroughly suck at makin up my own songs (If you didnt figure these out yet then..well...DOH!!)
This title refers to the song 'Lost Highway' by Bon Jovi. While as a band their music struck me as youthful adoloscent n even mushy (treading the thin line between rock n pop rock rather), this is perhaps one of the recent road songs or highway song that i like. The mention here is pretty much in relation to the road trip i had last month to the south. road trips are enjoyable than the train trips by a mile (i should know.....trust me on this one). but the road trips with family would be a lot less fun considering the fact that they maintain serious log books of the trip and have a schedule for everything. this song was also featured on the OST-Wild Hogs, which is again about road trips. So thats the common realtion bit.
Mine was a good trip, as far as road trips go. Beaches, hills, valleys, mist, searing heat, chilling cold......it was all there. The drive was amazing...... amazing enough to forget the worries momentarily to be lost in the moment...... the true spirit of the Lost Highway. Makes much sense....
There has been a lot thats happend during my break from the blog entries... more on those in the successive blogs.... till then I leave you with the lyrics of Lost Highway.....See if you find the sense in it.....

"Lost Highway"

In my rearview mirror

My life is getting clearer

The sunset sighs and slowly disappears

These trinkets once were treasure

Life changes like the weather

You grow up, grow old or hit the road 'round here

So I drive, watching white lines passing by

With my plastic dashboard Jesus, waiting there to greet us

Hey, hey, I finally found my way

Say goodbye to yesterday

Hit the gas there ain't no brakes on the lost highway

Yeah I'm busting loose, I'm letting go

Out on this open road

It's independence day on this lost highwayI

don't know where I'm going

But I know where I've been

Now I'm afraid of going back again

So I drive, years and miles are flying by

And waiting there to great usIs my plastic dashboard Jesus

Oh patron saint of lonely souls

To tell this boy which way to go

Guide the car, you got the keys

Farewell to mediocrity

Kicking off the cruise-control

And turning up the radio

Got just enough religion

And a half tank of gas come on, let's go

I finally found my way

Say goodbye to yesterday

Hit the gas there ain't no brakes on the lost highway

Yeah I'm busting loose, I'm letting go

Out on this open road

It's independence day on this lost highway

Home away from home..............

I have written abouit my workplace in one of my blog entries earlier before. This time I would wanna talk a few about the people who make it what it is. I have come to realize that it is the people who make the environment so very conducive for me to work in. Reason of sudden realization?.......well...its my immediate boss (One of the very few great people around.......n my self-proclaimed 'adopted mom'.......infact i have two of them at last count).......I was required to go outta town for personal reasons n my immediate boss (adopted mom #1) was so very understanding about it. She has taken off a huge portion of work from my head so that i can go without much heartburn........(got me some amazing pastries as well). She has taught me quite some valuable stuff in design n planning.......many worldly wisdom.....She has protected me n taught me quite a lot......indebted to her for that. There are still people that im learning about even after 2 years of working. But in the end of the day, it is due to them that i feel so much at peace (given my mind as volatile as can be.........). There will be more to talk on this front on the immediate future (My real mom is callin me to finish my packing n get on the road!!)......More when i return to civilization in a week......
Over n out!!

Hands Held High....

In my living room watching but I am not laughing

Cause when it gets tense I know what might happen

World is cold the bold men take action

Have to react or get blown into fractions

Ten years old it's something to see

Another kid my age drugged under a jeep

Taken and bound and found later under a tree

I wonder if he had thought the next one could be me

Do you see the soldiers they're out today

They brush the dust from bullet proof vests away

It's ironic at times like this you pray

But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday

There's bombs in the buses, bikes, roads

Inside your market, your shops, your clothes

My dad he's got a lot of fear I know

But enough pride inside not to let that show

My brother had a book he would hold with pride

A little red cover with a broken spine

On the back, he hand-wrote a quote inside

When the rich wage war it's the poor who die

Meanwhile, the leader just talks away

Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay

And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day

both scared and angry like "what did he say?"

With hands held high into the sky so blue,

As the ocean opens up to swallow you.

These are the words from one of the best known rock bands of this generation- 'Linkin Park'. If you still think about why I have put up this song lyrics as an entry, then I suggest that you read the lines closer, once.....twice...thrice.......till it gets clear why its put here. Too much hatred in the world around, too much sadness..This Song goes out for all those who are sick of it ravaging the world

Livin In The Love Of the Common People...............

I have been wanting to write about something that has been in my head for quite some time......It isnt a song......not a movie......not something i did either. It started when i visited this site for creative concept artists (www.conceptart.org). I was browsing casually thru it and something caught my eye in the forum. It is an entry from a guy who gives good comments n crits on sketches. this time 'round it was an amazing thread for his child. the most amazing part is that the thread was a sign of silent protest / appeal for the treatment of autism. His son suffered from autism and that made him go on to do an amazing artwork which just touched my heart. an image so powerful i was stunned by it. Even more shocking was the fact that it made me realize how important parents are. This was one dad who made an appeal of sorts thru his artwork, thru something that he did very well, for the sake of his kid, something that he did for a cause be believed strongly in...... and more importantly for someone who is the world for him. This blog entry of mine is dedicated to that man, more for the act of love that he has shown, a tribute of sorts to that spirit of his. No other piece of art has moved me so much. I could have put his artwork here but that would be wrong. so i ask everyone who visits this blog by accident or otherwise to take some time and visit the url below. Trust me its well worth the effort.
http://www.conceptart.org/forums/showthread.php?t=90937
I will not delve deeper into that story but visit the thread for more info.........
Paul Young sang,

'cause she's living in the love of the common people,

smile's from the heart of a family man.

Daddy's gonna buy you a dream to cling to,

Mama's gonna love you just as much as she can

and she can.

Couldnt be more true..............

The tune in my head.........

The tune has still been in my head n i agree with my friend when she said that it is somewhat applicable line to line to the both of us. Now the song has been in my head for so long that it deserved to be put in a blog entry of its own. Here it is 'Welcome to my life' by Simple Plan--

Do you ever feel like breaking down?

Do you ever feel out of place?

Like somehow you just don't belong

And no one understands you

Do you ever want to run away?

Do you lock yourself in your room?

With the radio on turned up so loud

That no one hears you screaming

No you don't know what it's like

When nothing feels alright

You don't know what it's like

To be like me

To be hurt, to feel lost

To be left out in the dark

To be kicked when you're down

To feel like you've been pushed around

To be on the edge of breaking down

And no one's there to save you

No you don't know what it's like

Welcome to my life

Do you wanna be somebody else?

Are you sick of feeling so left out?

Are you desperate to find something more

Before your life is over?

Are you stuck inside a world you hate?

Are you sick of everyone around?

With their big fake smiles and stupid lies

While deep inside you're bleeding

No you don't know what it's like

When nothing feels alright

You don't know what it's like

To be like me

To be hurt, to feel lost

To be left out in the dark

To be kicked when you're down

To feel like you've been pushed around

To be on the edge of breaking down

And no one's there to save you

No you don't know what it's like

Welcome to my life

No one ever lied straight to your face

And no one ever stabbed you in the back

You might think I'm happy

But I'm not gonna be ok

Everybody always gave you what you wanted

You never had to work

It was always there

You don't know what it's like

What it's like

To be hurt, to feel lost

To be left out in the dark

To be kicked when you're down

To feel like you've been pushed around

To be on the edge of breaking down

And no one's there to save you

No you don't know what it's like (what it's like)

To be hurt

To feel lost

To be left out in the dark

To be kicked

When you're down

To feel like you've been pushed around

To be on the edge of breaking down

And no one's there to save you

No you don't know what it's like

Welcome to my life

Welcome to my life

Welcome to my life

Eternal Chaos............

January 2008......first month (obviously of the New Year)....It is believed that whatever we do on the first day of January is more or less what we are gonna end up doing thruout the whole year...exactly why I took leave from work, stayed home n slumbered blissfully. The events of the following days made me wanna kill the person who had come up with the idea of that belief.....with utmost long lingering pain. I got a heap load of work hat had deadlines in quick succession. I would have fared better if they just stood me up before a firing squad n riddled me with bullets without even blindfolding me. Chaos reigned and this was war......and by the looks of it i was surely the only casualty in it. Thats a bit ironical since i design hospitals and stuff.
Then i met someone who was a lotta fun to be with (weird oneliners n jokes galore), but as luck would have it there was a huge mess-up of sorts. This led to an argument with someone else and things messed up further. As of now, its a chaotic place in my head. My only solace lies in the fact that i have met a gal who is so much alike me. This should be promising given the fact that i am as crazy n weird as they come (n she mentioned a song that has stuck in my head.....the proverbial tune in my head....so if any one knows how to get rid of this tune, let me know asap). Apart from the chaotic work n mind, nothing interesting has happened till now. Watch this space for more......

Back again.....Doin what I do best...

My last blog post read 16th November 2007.......that was about 3 months back. I have a good reason of why i didnt update the blog in quiet a while.......2 words-- 'No threats'... I had grown used to updating blogs after threats frm my best buddy that i easily forgot to update my blogs when she stopped threatning me (Now you know whom to blame...). On a rather serious (!!!) note, I have been busy off late and have been putting off the blog updates forever. A lot has happened since the last time i posted. One of the more obvious stuff is the New Year and ofcourse.......Christmas. Christmas saw a great party....on all 3 days--Eve, Christmas n the day after...had so much fun after a very long time. That brings me to yet another incident that happened during christmas. One of my closest friends remembered my favorite singer's B'day n you know what??.......it was on christmas day n she gave me this awesome poster of the singer.......man!! that was the most beautiful gift i recieved in a very long time.......infact i have never received a better gift till date. Precisely the reason why i take so much time to make friends......cos they always remain the core of my existence.
Like the friend that keeps threatening about blog updates....now if she didnt do that, I would probably be a lazy ass to get this far. Christmas also was a time for bonding and camaraderie with my friends....enjoyed the time we had. Gat practice went on as usual with strumming patterns n the like. I'm progressing in it n Clapton and Henrix shall soon meet their match. Now it is very obvious that a lot would have actually happened thru my hiatus which will be a lengthy read at one go. So i will be writing more about the days gone by and the present as and when i get the time and sanity to do so. So all in all, i just wanted to tell everyone who reads my blog and await updates that I'm still here alive n kickin' and im back doin what i do best (dont ask me!! I dunno....sounded cool tho)