:-( Broke my guitar... bro's guitar to be precise....:-( sigh... he's a follower on my blog and I know for sure he does not follow me that closely.... :-( Well, just 2 weeks I had gone to the guitar dealer, got the strings changed, cleaned it up, got new plectrums... and now its broken from the neck.... and as always, its not my fault... some random 8 year old just tripped on it and it fell .... and since the wood was old, it twisted... and when i pulled a few strings, it broke :-(
Hence, after mourning over the week, I am going to get a new guitar over the weekend....:-) hehehe...
Online Shopping
Its all very convenient and comfortable and easy - Online shopping.... but its highly addictive.... You dont even realize and you've already hoarded a lot of things which you dont need...
Hence, as a measure of precaution and as well as a self control exercise, I un-registered myself from all the online shopping websites especially the ones offering a combination of deals and lot of discounts:
etc etc etc...
Well, my inbox is relatively free of clutter and ads enticing me to buy something or the other....
And I am a much more peaceful person.... :-)
MAYBE!!!
MAYBE!!!
Dinner Hassles!!!!
A Musical Note
The light breeze, the stars above
The music so sweet...
Touched a note...
A memory long lost...
In the rigamarole of life...
A memory long lost...
In the rigamarole of life...
Of someone...A vision appears....
Standing right next to me...
Cheering with the crowd...
Of someone...
A friend she was...
A soul sister
Of a fellow co-traveller...
Lost...
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Image: www.corbis.com
Snail's pace
Life is moving at a Snail's pace and that too a snail whose view of world is blocked by larger issues in front of him....
Still looking for the courage to break free from this snail pace rat race
Tips for single female travellers
My friend and me decided to go for a short break to Goa during the long weekend of Ramzan Id. My husband decided to stay back since he was busy with work. So, both of us headed towards destination Goa.
There were a few very important takeaways we had from this trip. So I've decided to distribute this "gyaan" to my "few" :-( readers... free of cost :-) :-P
1. Book travel tickets (works out cheap :-P)
2. Book hotel rooms (based on tips given by your friends / colleagues / family - wudnt want any surprises )
3. Pack your sunscreen (very important - wudnt want to be looking like a turnip when u come back)
4. Pack comfortable clothing (wudnt want to attract undue attention parading like a model in a strange land)
5. Pack comforable footwear (floaters - no point packing sneakers / heels for a beach place)
6. Pack a hat or buy one when you get there
7. Get a local map
8. Get some references for eating joints
9. Get some references for shopping
10. Do not ask geeky / nerdy looking tourists to click your photograph for you
11. Do not try and do a superman stunt on an unknown terrain
12. When in Goa, eat what Goans eat :)
13. Do not carry professional cameras (unless there is someone else to tag on to whenever you want)
15. When in Goa, try Fenny (I did - didnt suit my pallette)
16. Avoid mingling with foreigners
17. If people offer you something free, think twice
18. Get your own vehicle...(you wont have to depend on a "friendly" driver, driving you around)
19. Do not opt for tourist buses or tour operators.
and the most important thing,
Go without a plan.... :) let the trip surprise you....dont go rushing from one place to other... just relax, sit on the beach, close your eyes and feel the breeze :)
There were a few very important takeaways we had from this trip. So I've decided to distribute this "gyaan" to my "few" :-( readers... free of cost :-) :-P
1. Book travel tickets (works out cheap :-P)
2. Book hotel rooms (based on tips given by your friends / colleagues / family - wudnt want any surprises )
3. Pack your sunscreen (very important - wudnt want to be looking like a turnip when u come back)
4. Pack comfortable clothing (wudnt want to attract undue attention parading like a model in a strange land)
5. Pack comforable footwear (floaters - no point packing sneakers / heels for a beach place)
6. Pack a hat or buy one when you get there
7. Get a local map
8. Get some references for eating joints
9. Get some references for shopping
10. Do not ask geeky / nerdy looking tourists to click your photograph for you
11. Do not try and do a superman stunt on an unknown terrain
12. When in Goa, eat what Goans eat :)
13. Do not carry professional cameras (unless there is someone else to tag on to whenever you want)
15. When in Goa, try Fenny (I did - didnt suit my pallette)
16. Avoid mingling with foreigners
17. If people offer you something free, think twice
18. Get your own vehicle...(you wont have to depend on a "friendly" driver, driving you around)
19. Do not opt for tourist buses or tour operators.
and the most important thing,
Go without a plan.... :) let the trip surprise you....dont go rushing from one place to other... just relax, sit on the beach, close your eyes and feel the breeze :)
Guitar * ing
Always wanted to learn to play a guitar...... ever since I was a kid...... there has always been a guitar around at home in my growing up phase.... my mom has tried her hand at the guitar.... so we have a Spanish Guitar at home.... since 1983 if I am not mistaken..... my brother - Mayank, has good vocal chords.... been good with the keyboard.... he got inspired from the movies, he got a Hawainn Guitar home.... went to a couple of classes.... played some scales, but couldnt continue as it was back to college for him.... my hubby, Munish, has been an owner of a guitar since quite some years.... he also tried his hand at it.... manages to pull a few strings ;) but thats about it.....
This has been the history so far..... So one fine day, I decided to put the resources available to good use....
Activated my lethargic self and found myself a guitar teacher.... a collegian I think... trying to make a mark in the music industry..... comes every weekend to teach me to "how to play a guitar"..... well - so far, so good... have learnt the 12 Major Scales.... he has left out the Minor scales.... trying to get my hand on the Chords now.... but it seems the age old guitar of my hubby is giving up..... time to get a new one... trying to save some money for it... "trying" being the key word....not much of a success....thanks to the Indian inflation of 14% ..... seems like it will be a while till I get myself a new guitar :(
hmmmmm untill then..... let me go, do some strumming ;)
Colours....You and me...
my mind wandered to the barren mountains....
no soul in sight...
no words...
only brown and blue....
my mind wandered to the journey that was....
us on the road....
few words....
only black and brown and green and blue....
my mind wandered to the spheherds we came across....
with sheep and goats....
new words....
only white and black and grey and green and blue....
my mind wandered to the dances....
with drumming and the wind....
other words....
only red and yellow and brown and black and green and blue....
my mind wandered to you....
with togetherness and the spaces....
with silence and sometimes chatter....
only black and brown and green and red and yellow and blue....
Colours of life....
Me and you....
A thought
Life is a journey.... journey is struggle.... struggle yields fun.... fun is ecstacy.... ecstacy is love.... love is hope.... and hope leads to confidence.... that.... someday, someway....life would be the way i want it to be!!!
Source: WWW
Source: WWW
How true!!!
So simple, so true.... a person is a culmination of some thoughts, feelings, experiences, exposure..... each day adds something new to you... some people make an impression in your lives and some just pass by.... but each moment well spent adds something to you... makes a new you.... makes an "additional" you.... and then I meet you every morning, evening.... I talk to you and disturb you during work :) and I fall for you.... all over again!!!!
Sunrays!!!
Piercing through the leaves of the trees, competing with the cool breeze, the rays touch.... heal... providing warmth.... and life!
Ladakh - A trip to remember!!!
@ Dal Lake, Srinagar, Beautiful town set inside a lake.... scenic, calm and peaceful..... boatman singing a Kashmiri song, hot pakoras and chai.... floating vegetation.....floating shops and eateries.... must come back here again....
@ en route to Leh via Kargill..... Sparkling tributaries, Mountains..... brown and white.... green and barren... hamlets, towns, museums, people so wonderful....breakfast - bread and chai..... a shepherd, his flock of sheep and goats ....all posing for a perfect score.... Jhelum’s rivulets, sometimes sparkling clean and sometimes muddy brown.... crossing the Rocky Mountains.... admiring their frown....
@Sindhu ghat....
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@Hemis Festival, Hemis Monastary, Of museums, butter lamp house and prayer rooms....Of Buddha, Buddhists monks and kids.... Of dances, expressions and beats.... |
@Thiksey monastery, Altitude and peace, solitude and wind.....,A vast pan of fields, road and barren beauty.... as far as the eye can see.....
@Shey Palace, Home to Maitrey Buddha and the wheel of life
@Stok Museum, A different era, different belief, a different culture..... What remains are its pieces....a window to the world afar....
@Chang la baba’s temple, the friendly Indian army and a hot cuppa of ginger chai....
A snowball on my co-travellers face, a smile for the camera...
Unbelievably crystal blue.... salty.... clear..... peaceful..... and Brahmi ducks.... so beautiful.....Hot Maggie and chai.... a camera in one hand.... sitting on the edge of the lake....Tired of clicking away!!!!
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| Brahmi Ducks |
@ Rohtang La
A drive into the clouds.... cold and frosty..... a bumpy road.... a hot makai in hand..... driving down to civilization..... away from the magnificence of the Himalayas..... away from the beautiful people and experiences....
Ladakh was a wonderfully enriching experience. I was awed by the magnificience of the Himalayas, its beauty, its culture, its people and its food.... Never felt anything like it... .right from Srinagar to Manali.... the multi colour mountains, the crystal clear tributaries and so much more... The best of this journey was the road....:) which took us through such wonderful terrain of green and barren mountains, arid vegetation, the flowing ice cold water, the ladakhi songs - which we didnt understand but enjoyed every bit of it.... the waving hands of other travellers on the road, acknowledging their presence.... just roaming aimlessly through the streets of Leh, the shop vendors selling their wares, eating momo and aloo ka parathas in the same lane.... walking... talking..... a culmination of cultures - foreign and local..... it was simply amazing.... returning back to Delhi, was a jolt to my senses which had got so familiar with Ladakh. And I know, I will come back again :)
The trip to Ladakh was the most beautiful days spent.... the magnificence of the Himalayas empowers you....the beauty enthralls you..... such much so that when you get back to 'Planet Earth' it feels unreal....
Books
I have met John Galt, princess of Arabia and her daughters...
I have met Jane, Twain, and lain under the sun...
I have met Tintin, Tinkle and Tarzen
I have been through the jungles and lived through Panchtantra
I have met kings of old and queens galore....
I have been through you, via you....to lands ashore....
I have seen lives unfold and stories re-told....
I have interpreted you....
I have understood you....
I have met Jane, Twain, and lain under the sun...
I have met Tintin, Tinkle and Tarzen
I have been through the jungles and lived through Panchtantra
I have met kings of old and queens galore....
I have been through you, via you....to lands ashore....
I have seen lives unfold and stories re-told....
I have interpreted you....
I have understood you....
I have been interested...
I have been confused…
I have been bored....
I have loved your interpretations....
I have travelled through time....
I have been ... touched.... enlightened....
I have heard you in my mind....
I have sifted through your pages
I have talked to you....
My friend, my guide, my fellow traveller...for the coming ages..
I have loved your interpretations....
I have travelled through time....
I have been ... touched.... enlightened....
I have heard you in my mind....
I have sifted through your pages
I have talked to you....
My friend, my guide, my fellow traveller...for the coming ages..
Silver
I remember, in the november of 2005, 2nd year of my MBA course at Symbiosis, we had gone on a camping trip to Rajmachhi Fort. We reached the foot hills by around 9:00 PM and had to walk quite a distance to get into the village.... to the ground where we could camp. The walk was around 2-3 kilometers... crossing the plain, a plateau and river beneath. It was a full moon. We started walking and I could not contain my wonder.... every thing was so silent, so quite, so peaceful and so beautiful. A gentle breeze was flowing.... except for the stomping of tired feet there was no sound, no noise, nothing....
sometimes "nothing" sounds so wonderful....At that point of time, I vividly remember, that these very lines had popped in my head....
I had not been able to save the memory .....either in a video or a photagraph.... I have decided to quote the poem over here....just so that I remember what it was like..... :)
Hope to revisit the memory in some other form in the near future....
Silver by Walter De La Mare
Slowly, silently, now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon;
This way, and that, she peers, and sees
Silver fruit upon silver trees;
One by one the casements catch
Her beams beneath the silvery thatch;
Couched in his kennel, like a log,
With paws of silver sleeps the dog;
From their shadowy cote the white breasts peep
Of doves in silver feathered sleep
A harvest mouse goes scampering by,
With silver claws, and silver eye;
And moveless fish in the water gleam,
By silver reeds in a silver stream.
sometimes "nothing" sounds so wonderful....At that point of time, I vividly remember, that these very lines had popped in my head....
I had not been able to save the memory .....either in a video or a photagraph.... I have decided to quote the poem over here....just so that I remember what it was like..... :)
Hope to revisit the memory in some other form in the near future....
Silver by Walter De La Mare
Slowly, silently, now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon;
This way, and that, she peers, and sees
Silver fruit upon silver trees;
One by one the casements catch
Her beams beneath the silvery thatch;
Couched in his kennel, like a log,
With paws of silver sleeps the dog;
From their shadowy cote the white breasts peep
Of doves in silver feathered sleep
A harvest mouse goes scampering by,
With silver claws, and silver eye;
And moveless fish in the water gleam,
By silver reeds in a silver stream.
Daffodils
Daffodils by William Wordsworth
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
Leisure
Leisure by William Henry Davies
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
IF...
IF...... by Rudyard Kipling.... one of my favourite poems from school... always been at my personal dashboard.... always been an inspiration....Posting it on the blog....
"
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!
"
"
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!
"
Holi with the Toli
Was in Hyderabad this Holi, 1st March, 2010. Since it was a long weekend we decided to go to Hyderabad and catch up with a few friends. One of our friends, Shobha had had a baby girl.... so that was the main incentive..... All of us crashed at Shobha's place.... so it was good 3 days of fun.... just like our college days... catching up on the latest events and happenings in everyone's lives.... whats hot whats not.... deciding where to go.... for sight seeing.... but I guess, when a group like that gathers... there's not much of something called a 'common opionion'. Managed to see Hussein Sagar Lake.... which is a very nice and a calm place.... went to chutneys, ate some local biryani...missed on the Karachi bakery cookies....(all of us were just too lazy to stand in a queue early morning and hence lacked the motivation).... went to Soumya's place.... caught up more stuff.... However, one common thread which bound us all ... was FOOD.... the one thing that our stay revolved around was FOOD.... the one thing we discussed with fervour was FOOD.... the one thing which we all relished and waited for was FOOD.... and the one thing which had a "common" support was FOOD....hmmmmm ............
P.S. Anyways, my internet at home has not been working since the last two weeks. Hence have not been able to photographs. Will do so as soon as the issue gets sorted out.
P.S. Anyways, my internet at home has not been working since the last two weeks. Hence have not been able to photographs. Will do so as soon as the issue gets sorted out.
News Readers
Ever since I have started sitting in the dealing room as a part of my work profile, there is no choice but to watch business channels.... only business news channels..... Initially my interest in the content of the news being presented was high.... the movement of the stocks, of the speakers, of the business events, monetary policy, govt borrowing plan, divestment plans....etc etc....
But later my attention span started to waver.... The news just went on like some unwanted noise in the background ..... for eg. how we ignore the traffic noise.... if and when I did look up to to the television screen, all I noted was the news readers / anchors.... started noticing the subtle nuances of their behaviour.... say for eg. how easy it is to understand that Mitali Mukherjee is in a good or a bad mood today.... or how Latha venkatesh changes her sari twice in a day.... strangely enough, all of them have the same taste in clothes, jewellery (necklaces), they all have the same straight hair.... and by God, sometimes they all look alike.... :) amazing.... if you look closely enough at all of them, trust me you will find that they have started to look alike.... of course, some would attribute it to the fact that CNBC has its own in house parlour or something, but this is some customization I say.... or some effect the stylist has on them... they all manage to look like.... national integration I say!!!!
The Blue Mug - A Review
Thoughts on Bombay
Had spent our last Sunday, so to speak our valentine’s day, at Kala Ghoda Festival.... checking out the stalls, testing the functionalities of our new camera (read previous post) and of course enjoying the last day of the festival. During the week, there were some wonderful performances from various artists and performers.... Bharat Natyam, Kuchipuddi, Prince Dance Troop, Some African dancers, classical music, rock music, rap music, hip – hop and a lot of other things which we missed out on..... There were lot of exhibitions of some photographers, painters.... wonderful.... every exhibit had a theme..... every painting or a sketch telling something.... inspiring.... there was a small sketching competition also going on.... an open bus round in townside....
The Kala Ghoda festival has been going on since the last 11 – 12 years.... The organizers from various strata of the society..... a good mix of people.... living in Bombay....
This was just a glimpse of the rich culture of India.... a miniscule part.... which is presented to Bombay annually.... attracting all performing artists from various parts of the country.... all people here to enjoy.... the rich culture of India.... I guess that is what makes our country so unique, so rich and so very diverse....
Some photographs are available at the following link:
http://picasaweb.google.co.in/meghnagarg/KalaGhoda#
The sad part is when a selective group of people start considering a city, a culture, an heritage its own.... its business, its diversity, its money, its own... they fail to realize that what Bombay is today is not because a selective group of people who are the “Marathi Manoos” but because anyone and everyone who came to the city brought their own to give.... if they took, they have given much more than that.... so that since time immemorial, Bombay has been considered as a city of dreams.... a place where anyone who has a mind and a heart along with a strong will can make it big... the background of the individual does not matter... who he knows does not matter.... who he was does not matter.... what matters is what he is now..... and the possibility of what he is going to be.... tomorrow.... Nowhere in India, people work as hard a Mumbaikar.... no where in India, does half the population of the city travels hours together to work.... its very easy to give up.... its very to wish away.... but here, giving up is not an option.... from the fisherwoman to the mill owners to the corporate houses to the restaurants to the theatres to the colleges to the panwallas to the chawls, to the slums to the high rises, everyone is constantly on a move... to be something.... to achieve....that is what makes Mumbai what it is today.... but sadly and frustratingly and disgustingly Shiv Sena and MNS have taken it upon themselves the “cause” of Marathi Manoos.... mis representing their thoughts and sentiments. They are just a bunch of hooligans trying to meet their own ends.... and very soon, I think the process has already started, their agenda will bite the dust....
You can take me out of Bombay, but you cannot take Bombay out of me!!!
The Kala Ghoda festival has been going on since the last 11 – 12 years.... The organizers from various strata of the society..... a good mix of people.... living in Bombay....
This was just a glimpse of the rich culture of India.... a miniscule part.... which is presented to Bombay annually.... attracting all performing artists from various parts of the country.... all people here to enjoy.... the rich culture of India.... I guess that is what makes our country so unique, so rich and so very diverse....
Some photographs are available at the following link:
http://picasaweb.google.co.in/meghnagarg/KalaGhoda#
The sad part is when a selective group of people start considering a city, a culture, an heritage its own.... its business, its diversity, its money, its own... they fail to realize that what Bombay is today is not because a selective group of people who are the “Marathi Manoos” but because anyone and everyone who came to the city brought their own to give.... if they took, they have given much more than that.... so that since time immemorial, Bombay has been considered as a city of dreams.... a place where anyone who has a mind and a heart along with a strong will can make it big... the background of the individual does not matter... who he knows does not matter.... who he was does not matter.... what matters is what he is now..... and the possibility of what he is going to be.... tomorrow.... Nowhere in India, people work as hard a Mumbaikar.... no where in India, does half the population of the city travels hours together to work.... its very easy to give up.... its very to wish away.... but here, giving up is not an option.... from the fisherwoman to the mill owners to the corporate houses to the restaurants to the theatres to the colleges to the panwallas to the chawls, to the slums to the high rises, everyone is constantly on a move... to be something.... to achieve....that is what makes Mumbai what it is today.... but sadly and frustratingly and disgustingly Shiv Sena and MNS have taken it upon themselves the “cause” of Marathi Manoos.... mis representing their thoughts and sentiments. They are just a bunch of hooligans trying to meet their own ends.... and very soon, I think the process has already started, their agenda will bite the dust....
You can take me out of Bombay, but you cannot take Bombay out of me!!!
Crappy Poem
You lucky people.... today I am in a good mood .... so well I am here to write a few lines which rhyme.... well – I think they already do....
Am thinking of a topic,
So that I can pen my thoughts on the subject,
However, it defies any logic,
And hence is liable for reject....
Its been a long time,
Since I found any rhyme....
Its become a crime....
For an entire life time....
Wish I had the skills....
So that I could rhyme to my fill...
The words which come to my mind are – NILL.....:O
But Hey – chill.....
I think I shall spare you the torture,
And let you read something which is more mature.....
I know – you will not get lured ;)
For you are already floored?????!!!!!!
-M
Well – is that it..... disgusting is all I can.... its so not fair... for some to be so articulate and for some to be simply loss at words.....
Well – anyways, enjoy a few lines on alcohol....Here it goes....
Alcohol, to the nights you won't remember
With friends you would never forget,
Alcohol, for the moments you dropped many tears
With friends who teach you to drink them
Alcohol, for the phases of insanity
With friends who become a part of it
Alcohol, for the times you smoked a pack
With friends who added to the stack
Alcohol, for the past we all miss
With friends who somewhere always know this
- Anonymous
Am thinking of a topic,
So that I can pen my thoughts on the subject,
However, it defies any logic,
And hence is liable for reject....
Its been a long time,
Since I found any rhyme....
Its become a crime....
For an entire life time....
Wish I had the skills....
So that I could rhyme to my fill...
The words which come to my mind are – NILL.....:O
But Hey – chill.....
I think I shall spare you the torture,
And let you read something which is more mature.....
I know – you will not get lured ;)
For you are already floored?????!!!!!!
-M
Well – is that it..... disgusting is all I can.... its so not fair... for some to be so articulate and for some to be simply loss at words.....
Well – anyways, enjoy a few lines on alcohol....Here it goes....
Alcohol, to the nights you won't remember
With friends you would never forget,
Alcohol, for the moments you dropped many tears
With friends who teach you to drink them
Alcohol, for the phases of insanity
With friends who become a part of it
Alcohol, for the times you smoked a pack
With friends who added to the stack
Alcohol, for the past we all miss
With friends who somewhere always know this
- Anonymous
My New Camera
Olympus E-520 is my new prized possession :) and that too a gifted one... Thanks to Munish.... Had an eye on a professional camera for far too long...
So now you can hope for some really amateurish photographs on this page henceforth.... and yes I need all the encouragement and the feedback....
Attached pics of my new camera :)
So now you can hope for some really amateurish photographs on this page henceforth.... and yes I need all the encouragement and the feedback....
New Year Resolutions!!!!!
Hey there ppl, Wishing you all a very very happy and a prosperous new year.....
Hmmm... now that the formalities of "wishing" are over, I really have some serious stuff to talk about....new year resolutions...:)
Resolution # 1 - Lose weight
Resolution # 2 - Lose some more weight
Resolution # 3 - Try harder to lose weight
Resolution # 4 - Try to be happy with what you have....
Other Resolutions:
# 5 - Learn to Paint
# 6 - Try and join bharat natyam (Indian dance form) and finish arangetram... [ already completed 3.5 years]
# 7 - Swim
# 8 - Travel
# 9 - Give return gifts to ppl
# 10 - Live, love and let live and love ....:)
So far so good.... any suggestions ????
Hmmm... now that the formalities of "wishing" are over, I really have some serious stuff to talk about....new year resolutions...:)
Resolution # 1 - Lose weight
Resolution # 2 - Lose some more weight
Resolution # 3 - Try harder to lose weight
Resolution # 4 - Try to be happy with what you have....
Other Resolutions:
# 5 - Learn to Paint
# 6 - Try and join bharat natyam (Indian dance form) and finish arangetram... [ already completed 3.5 years]
# 7 - Swim
# 8 - Travel
# 9 - Give return gifts to ppl
# 10 - Live, love and let live and love ....:)
So far so good.... any suggestions ????
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