Last evening, i saw a couple of guys, who were reading out a letter to one of the Gorkha's. I just could not stop myself from standing there and observing these three characters, the ones who were reading were trying their best to get the voice of the writer, the one listening was the person to watch. The sea of emotions on his face, from the smile of contention to the questioning look, the nodding of the head and the yes i agree with u look. It was a fascinating view.

That's when i realise that i probably look the same when i read my mails and just cannot stop the emotions flowing on my face, possibly someone watches these changes on my face and probably smiles...just the way i did looking at these kewl dudes.

Isn't it a wonderful feeling to look up at the sky and marvel at the distance between the clouds and the earth?
The feeling of delight to touch the stars, cruise along with the clouds.....into a vacant land and find greener pastures.
Would it be a delight to just be there???!!!!

Jab Chaha Jazbaat Se Khele Jab Chaha Dil ThoRh Diya
Hum Ne Bhi Aise Logon Se Milna Julna ChoRh Diya.....

Tum Ko Kuch Ehasaas Nahin Hai, Hairat Toh Is Baat Ki Hai
Tum Ne Toh Baaton-Baaton Mein Dil Ka Chaala PhoRh Diya....

Rahe-Rahe Kar Yeh Soch Raha Hun Kaun Hai Aisa Jaadugar
Jisaki Ek Awaaz Ne BhaRhate Toofan Ka Rukh MoRh Diya....

Kya Karna Tha Kya Kar Bhete Socha Samjha Kuch Bhi Nahin
Tum Bhi Tanhaa Ho Mujhko Bhi Tumne Tanhaa ChoRh Diya....

-- Author Unknown

It has been raining from 11:00 p.m last night, and strange enough has been a continues drizzle all along. Rains have been happening from the weekend, all of a sudden the horizon goes pitch dark at noon time. It’s a beautiful sight from my office, the city all neat and clean.

Perfect time to get cozy with ur fav movie, book and loads of stuff to eat. All that should be done is eat and sleep :)

Why is so difficult to detach urself from something (material and immaterial)?
Are we to blame it?
Is it that we create a cosy comfort zone and just dont want to take risk?

Am full of unanswerable questions...

Arz kiya hai!

"Aap Ke Dil Mein Kya Hai Bata Deejiye
Yun Na khamosh Rahekar Sazaa Deejiye

Ya To Vaada-Wafa Aap Pura Karen
Ya Ummedon Ki Shamaa Bhuja Deejiye

Aap Ko Chaah Kar Kuch Na Chaaha Kabhi
Meri Chahaat Ka Kuch To Sila Deejiye

Phool Murjha Gaye Aap Ki Chah Mein
Muskura Kar Unhe Phir Khila Deejiye"

Lyrics: Israar Ansari

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Ajab usool hain is karobaar-e-duniya ke
kisi ka karz kisi aur ne utara hai

yeh do kinaare to dariya ke hogaye humtum
magar woh kaun hai jo teesra kinara hai

"This world is run with far too tight a rein for luck to interfere. Fortune sells her wares; she never gives them. In some form or other, we pay for her favors; or we go away empty." - Amelia Barr

This quote has been running through my head from the very second Madhu sent it on the mail....there is something very intruding in this whole quote which has just hit out at me.

(P.S. After ages i have made a double post in a day that too within the span of an hour....shows my lazy mood ;-) )

MIT's Technology Review is my latest hangout. A very infomative Site which covers all facades of Technologies

Check out their weblogs, written by Rodney Brooks, Simson Garfinkel, David Kushner and Henry Jenkins. All luminaries in their own right.

A train ride is always exciting and an eye opener. The rusting iron smell engulfing u, the chitter-chatter of people around, the hawkers with the innumerable eatables which make u go hungry every second minute, the fight for the seats, the few inquisitive faces along with many aloof travellers when a new passenger walks into the compartment. Its a total mela in there. ITs difficult to explain who are more desperate, the guys who want to get in or those who want to get off the train.

Sunday while returning from Mysore, i took the 5 p.m. Mysore-Tirupati-Chennai Express, this was the first time i was coming by this train, leaving town ahead of the schedule. The train was jam packed and i had to find way to the Ladies compartment, the picture was worse there, not a place to sit. Found an upper berth and plonked myself there and got comfy with my book. But the bunch of noisy kids who were hell bent on making the three hour stretch a messy affair. The chai wala, the vada wala, the puri guy, all of them do a thriving business. They don't mind waking the sleeping lot, to sell their wares. A small bunch of girls, playing the game of Antakshri. A few tiffs to keep the kids quite ensue within the possessive moms. It was a good ride, though i missed creating a ruckus since my friends weren't around.

I generally travel by the 6 p.m. train, which is called the "Software Engineers train". The boogies filled with this breed of all shapes and sizes. One person comes early and catches the entire boogie (literally) for some 60-70 off guys who walk in like the Maharaja's after a while. U get to hear some wonderful conversations by these characters, some discussions which could put the industry pundits to shame. Topics range from fights at home to cricket, from the nosey customers to the wonderful phoren trips. From the number of flats/houses/land one owns to the fate of the guy who has not found a match as yet. Someone once suggested that all the S/W engineers should get together and make a union, now this was received with big "Boo", the guy was not seen in that boogie for the next three four weekends.

Once out of the train, it was a lonely feeling, though there was so much of noise around, people rushing to get to the required platforms, pushing and tugging. Its a sense of contradiction, the lonely being amongst the sea of humanity. At the end of the day, guess thats the state of affairs with all.

At last i got myself a new handset

Transitioning from a Panasonic to Sony-Ericsson was not big deal and i got a good deal with both the phone.

I sure have a stunner as a handset, surely turns heads :)

Dumbo
Dodo
Duffer
Dadi Ma
Boozo
Jhansi Ki Rani
Flying Woman
Vascoda Gama's Cousin
Stone Woman
Aye (short for Hey Aye...)
Mona Lisa
Thinking Woman

And i am still called "Ayesha" most of the time :)

Suku's Kya scene hai, reminded me of my fav movies. It includes a list of all time fav's and first name that comes to my mind is "PYAR KIYE JAA".

A very cute movie which had Kishore Kumar, Shashi Kapoor, Mumtaz, Mehmood, Om Prakash, Kalpana playing the lead roles, and made way before my entry in the world was decided by my parents.

Pyar Kiye Ja is a simple movie with some hilarious scenes which keep u asking for more.

A few memorable scenes :

Mehmood, a movie crazy, wanna be director, running Wah Wah production company, always in search of a heroine for his movie, finds the love of his life in the wanna-be heroine Mumtaz (as lovely as ever). Catch him explaining the bhoot scene to a petrified Om Prakash, with the required sound effects. I must have watched this movie, God knows how many times, and just cannot wait for this scene to come, a classic scene! Mehmood won the Best Comedian award for this movie that year (1966).

Shashi Kapoor is sacked from the job, in protest he pitches a tent in front of his employers house, the whole scene changes, which his so-called rich dad comes to his rescue.

Kishore Kumar who poses as the wealthy Dad of Shashi Kapoor is at his best. Each time he enters his house, he calls for his so-called son "Ashok Ashok Ashok????" and his typical huii huiii huiii...

Music was by Laxmikanth-Pyarelal, the song "Oh meri myna" by Lata-Manna Dey is still a favourite with the world.

Lots and lots of scenes, a total paisa vasool movie, which remain dew fresh to this day. Guess comedy movies always feature on the top 5 of anybody's favourite list. :)

Why did God give us Arms...for a simple hug which just charges u with unbounded, untold energy...its great to be hugged by ur loved ones. A cute little poem which i just chanced upon, gives the perfect essence of a HUG

There's something in a simple hug
That alway warms the heart;
It welcomes us back home
And makes it easier to part.
A hug's a way to share the joy
And sad times we go through,
Or just a way for friends to say
hey I like you 'cause you're you.
Hugs are meant for anyone
For whom we really care,
from your grandma to your neighbor,
Or a cuddly teddy bear.
A hug is an amazing thing -
it's just the perfect way
To show the love we're feeling
But can't find the words to say.
It's funny how a little hug
Makes everyone feel good;
In every place and language,
It's always understood.
And hugs don't need new equipment,
Special batteries or parts -
Just open up your arms
And open up your hearts.

I woke up on the 1st of October with the not soo great yahoo feeling. suddenly i decided that i am going to take off on Friday 3rd of October. While applying for leave, i noticed it has been 5 months since i took leave. Am i getting to be a workaholic...????

4 days at home sounded bliss and the much needed break. Took my own time to wake up on Thursday, after wishing the father of the nation, A Happy Birthday, i jumped on the next bus to Mysore. It was a lovely sight, all along the route, the lush green fields, the warm sunlight and loads of people. Festivities in air, a smile on the lips made the 3 hour journey a memorable one.

Mysore, after a gap of nearly 4 years was in its entire regal, royal splendor. The Palaces and monuments beautifully decorated, the well-manicured gardens with flowers of varied colors and designs, the whole city had the majestic touch, the eagerness dancing in everyone's eyes.

The four days just flew by, but i had my share of sleep and ample time to finish all the readings, just finished reading "A year by the Sea", a good one...but am still in awe of The Alchemist...

Back at work, it does sound and feel boring, but a peak outside and the rains do the magic to get back to good old mood to just enjoy each day as it comes :)

What matters most when u start writing a blog? The content, the length, the variety that u offer, would ur audience like it? After all we write for someone to read it and make a comment, right? Comment, Ah! the not so important but the vital ingredient of the blog. Don't u catch urself smiling when there are a huge number of comments on ur blog?

Not that the number of visitors matters, after all the blog is UR personal page, right?

Every time, every time this happens, what should be the post and then the length? Not that the length matters, because its more the quality of what u put in is what matters, according to me. But then lengthy posts sometimes makes it a difficult reading, and of course short and cryptic posts are good and it all depends on the writers mind on what they want to convey and if its conveyed in a short discreet way, great!

Why am i writing all this? Well, well well, i have become really lazy as far as my blog is concerned, for that matter, i am scoring a all time low on communication in life. I get bulldozed by all people when i don't mail them, and the rate is coming to a shocking low, something not expected of the "Quick Silver" me. But then, i am this is how i am these days

And if they feel that these injections at regular period will make me change, my dear friends, it may or may not...after all u know me, a rebel let loose :)