George Bush says Saddam tried to kill his dad, Senior Bush, and thus he says that revenge needs to be taken with this Bad Man of Middle East. Looks like the Dubyaman has been watching lots of Hindi Masala Movies, where revenge is the only thing our Protagonist can think of.

Ever thought of the people in the Gaza Strip, who would want to take revenge with every second person in the world? Kids there wake up to the sounds of bombing and firing. Every news channel yesterday showed scren shots of innocent kids who were killed in the shoot out, the sad part was they were returning from school and will never reached home.

As Sir Francis Bacon said " In taking revenge, a man is but even with his enemy; but in passing it over, he is superior." Would some one please tell this to the Prez, and also tell him to think of all those innocent people before you get set in implementing the "revenge" feeling.

Left office early yesterday to watch the ICC Semi-finals between India And South Africa. And what a match it was, boy! Wonderful, delightful and i could go on. Am not the kinds who watches the match ball to ball. But then after the 35th over yesterday, i didnot budge an inch. And at the end of the match, had to let out a huge scream much to the agony of people around me.

With so much of voilence, confusion, hatred and malice around, it was such a wonderful change to see the Indian's fighting for a win. They got together to show that Unity in Diversity is the motto of the country and we believe in what we say. Surely the young new team has got a long way to go.

Lets hope and pray that the ICC cup shall be ours. Just like SRK says in the pepsi ad, "Kab see mein keh raha hoon, cup laoge....."

Come on Ganguly and boys, u can do it :)

Every news paper is screaming out the incident which happened yesterday in Gujarath. Innocent people were killed for no reason at all. And the responsible has been shifted from one group to the other every single minute.

Every part of India is facing problem. Take our own state Karnataka, from the past 3-4 weeks, life has come to a stand-stil. First the kidnapping by Verrapan and then the Cavery riots. Let me tell u the situation is worse than what is reported in the newspapers. Life just comes to a grinding halt and this causes so much of unnecessary tension to every one. People who commute between Mysore and Bangalore, they cring to their safety, while passing by Mandya. I myself was a witness to a couple of incidents last week. Today, there is a silent march. And how silent this will be, we got to see.

Am sure, Mahatma Gandhi, would have said "Hey Ram" once again when this episode happened. This was not an India they had fought for? Does this not make u think, where the hell is our country going to? Every part of the nation is engulfed in some fued or the other.

At one end we talk about modernisation and globalisation, at the other end we let such events happen every second day? I felt ashamed to read the newspaper today. Google has started a new "News" section and they keep splashing the news about the Temple massacre every 12 seconds. There should be some way to stop this nonsense and we lead a peaceful life. A better today and a better tomorrow. Is that not possible?

Busy day today. Got a few minutes to spare and when i log in i see that the Blog spot is down for maintenance...humph!
Don't they know Capri's are very impatient people......?????

Few things in life are best said as tales...no wonder Aesop came up with so many of them. Its through these small incidents that we get to know the true facts of life. They surely leave an lasting impression on a person. One such tale (not an Aesopean fable) which has hit me is this one....

One day a father and his rich family took his young son on a trip to the country with the firm purpose to show him how poor people can be.They spent a day and a night in the farm of a very poor family. When they got back from their trip the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"

Very good, Dad!" "Did you see how poor people can be?" the father asked. "Yeah!" "And what did you learn?"

The son answered, "I saw that we have a dog at home, and they have four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of the garden, they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lamps in the garden, they have the stars. Our patio reaches to the front yard, they have a whole horizon. When the little boy was finishing, his father was speechless. His son added, "Thanks, Dad, for showing me how poor we are!"

Isn't it true that it all depends on the way you look at things? If you have love, friends, family, health, good humor and a positive attitude toward life, you've got everything! You can't buy any of these things. You can have all the material possessions you can imagine, provisions for the future, etc., but if you are poor of spirit, you have nothing!

It's a total TGIF feeling today and i am in no mood to write anything. Moreso, i got a presentation to make at my Alumni Center, so am all set to do that. Wish me luck!!
And all of you have a great weekend....:)

Some interesting read which is worth sharing.
Always Remember……………..

"May God bless you with discomfort at easy answers, half truths, superficial relationships, so that you will live deep within your heart.

May God bless you with anger at injustice, oppression and exploitation of people so that you will work for justice, equality and peace.

May God bless you with tears to shed for those who suffer from pain, rejection, starvation and war, so that you will reach out your hand to comfort them and change their pain into joy.

And may God bless you with the foolishness to think that you can make a difference in the world, so that you will do the things which others tell you cannot be done."

Day 3 at the blog and the plot is getting thicker and thicker. Whenever there is this little time to think, what do i write next. This....nah...that and no...not that. But then, everything cannot go on the NO list. Apparently, am sure, everything will come on the YES can go list :)

Today i plan to pay a tribute to all my dear pals....A tribute to all those who have made a mark in my life.

God has been very merciful to me. Apart from having giving me wonderful family I have been blessed with a great bunch of friends, and have always made a point to keep in touch with them, so what if that means a call a year. I make it a point to surprize them on their b'days/wedding anniversaries. Its such a great feeling when u meet ur dear pals, cry your heart out and then breathe easy. Atleast for me, my heart would be lighter by many many tones. Friends are your life line they say and they sure are. The foot prints of friendship are left at every person's heart is what i believe in. People come in ur life for a reason or season they say and am happy for having landed up with some lovely friends through the journey of my life.

I can go on and on and on.......but i shall hold my horses here and say. Thanks everyone, for being there in my life, for helping me at every step. I hope we go a long long long way...Till death do u apart (has this become my punch line?). And i hope to get a few more friends with this blog stuff. You can call me Friend-sick person :)

We have been pals for almost a decade and half. We hit it off right from the day we were introduced to each other. And our partnership has stood through various climates of life. The ups and downs, the good, the sad and the bad times. We decided not to part way till "death do us apart". Again those were the adolescent days, when everything was important in this world. It was not a day's promise, the most important days of life were spent together, always in sync with each other. During the time of studies and strategies as to how best the exams can be faced, the pep talk and those come on u can do it feeling. But then, promises are made to break they say, and surely we did break our promise.

Life went through major changes. From the carefree adolescent, with dreamy eyes to the youth with goals and ambitions to achieve the unachievable. Through this journey of life, there were lots of passengers with whom the roads crises crossed and somewhere during this period. The friends, who had decided to live life together, lost touch. All promised were thrown to the wind. Forgotten somewhere down the memory lane. Though the touch remained, but there was a certain distance between these "best friends". I always took for granted that, come what may, i always have this friend to fall back on. Until last week when i suddenly realized that this friend of mine, did not like my way-ward attitude in life. That's when i realized that a promise is a promise and has to be adhered to.

Now, if you are wondering whom i am talking about, its my dear old ink pen. Mera apna Sheaffer. I have faced all my exams with this one pen. Which i started using from Class 9. All my board exams. My graduation degree was possible through this friend of mine. I topped the university in my Master's all thanks due to this friend. It is through this medium that i have let out all my thots and feelings on paper. And how very easily i let the other pens take over me?

I have been a fanatic as far as this pen is considered. Never shared it with anyone. kept it close to my heart like it is the most priceless possession of the world. And it is, for me, its nothing less than the Kohinoor...My own "Kohinoor". Because whatever i am today, its because of the ability of my pen to let me express what i feel like. Strange as it may sound, i just happened to go to British Library over the week for some digging work for my research. and while arranging the pens in my bag.....that's when i landed over this pal of mine and decided to fill the pen with the best ink. For reasons, known to my pal, it started acting weird. That's when i realized that this pal is irked by my behavior and decided to give its due.

Aren't these abstract things of great value in our life and how we tend to ignore them?

I had decided to write a blog on my dreams today. And before i could actually key in my thoughts, i decided to scribble them. Seriously, the pen and paper are still the best way to express your thoughts, don't u think so? There i was digging in my bag for a pen. I always have had about 5 pens in my bag. For some strange reasons, this has been a habit with me from my school days. I used to be the 'stationery" shop for all my friends. :)

As i start off with the blogging business, n-number of things cross my mind, what do i want to write, what do i want to share. So many things, but then, do i really want all to read? I am yet to decide. Let your mind free and see how wild it can go, is what a close friend of mine says, but i have this habit of holding it tight, crawling back into my shell and not allowing anyone to peep in. Do i sound like an introvert...? nah am not one. But then, i love to be kepe some stuff to myself many a times.

Life came to a stand still yesterday at the silicon valley of karnataka. Yes, life was not at all normal at Bangalore yesterday, because of the bundh called in wake of the ruling given by the Supreme Court of India on the Cavery Water issue. Bngalore is a pretty noisy city, just like any metropolitian city. But yesterday, everyone decided to be at home. Sleep the extra wink, watch an extra hour of TV. Favourite cartoon and God knows what else.

At office, we were told, u can either come to work, if it is ok to come over, else u work on saturday. Now, pray, tell me, who would want to work on a saturday? Much against the wishes of my family, i drove down to office. And what pleasure i had in driving yesterday. Boy! a stretch of 8 kms takes about 20-15 minutes (or even more) with normal traffic, generally everyone is in a tearing hurry, as though their homes are on fire. Each one of us wants to go first. But yesterday, the same distance could be covered in 10 flat minutes. All the main roads were empty. The only sould u could see where the cops with thick batons. I am sure, even they would not love to hit people black and blue, but that's their job right. And ofcourse the rumour mongers had a field day. People taking the opportunity to say, hey! u know what, tension in x road, don't go to y area. We love to scare the shit out of people na? The in-thing about Bangalore, Radio City, went on helping people with their regular feeds of whats happening where. Am sure they might not have got even one jam bustter to mail in yesterday. Wish traffic in Bangalore is always like that. Hardly a vehicle on road. Except for the stray Ambulance, with anxious relatives and the patient, hoping that nobody will stop them midway. But as the sun set, with its prismatic glory, the city got back to its normal pace of life. It was a 12 hour hartal u see...dawn to dusk.

Everyone was very cautious yesterday. No one ventured out. Generally we all love to voice out our opinions. But when the real time comes, all of us follow the KMS (keep ur mouth shut) policy. So much of tension and voilence happening around us, but do we tend to raise our voice at the right time and at the right place? If there is a fight somewhere, we don't want to involve ourselfe, why get into unnecessary trouble is what we say? Are we doing the right thing? Are we creating a safe and secure future for our kids? these are just a few questions which are playing hide and seek in my mind. Can u think of any more? don't u think we need to do something about it?

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