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2010-09-02T00:48:00.004+05:30

Right now, I so want to kick someone in the heart and shout at the top of my lungs..."THIS IS SPARTA"..!! :D

Of course, my lack of sanity which is a direct result of lack of..well...sanity.. has nothing to do with this sudden urge. I wish I could randomly kick people when and how I like...I would kick dozens out of my life.

In other news..no videos in last 5 months, no road trips...no jaw dropping snaps shot or thought of being shot...and yes, I still am my normal critical and cynical self. So, well...yeah..I am alive..just lying upside down..not moving..will shoot my head up every now and then though...

again..

THIS IS SPARTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA...........!!!!!!!

Hide n Seek

2010-04-03T03:48:00.003+05:30

I tried hard...so hard, I didn't know anyone else for a while..
and just when I thought I have you, you pulled one off with your wile..
heh.. with disbelieve in my eyes and a heart full of ache...
I grew impervious to your existence...
and then you came back...back to hog on my fuckin cake...

Someone once rightly said about me that I get carried away with people...

...why is it that everything that I deem as important moves away from my grasp..and as soon as I stop craving, as soon as I start denying its existence, it comes back to me...teasing.

I am tired of this game...and for someone so darn impatient..its pretty frustrating.

Karma Police

2010-03-26T05:45:00.002+05:30

My Second Video.. :D

Lost

2010-03-21T03:42:00.002+05:30

As he kept lying in one corner of his lavish apartment, leaning across an ancient wooden frame that he bought from Egypt last year and would flaunt every now and then, being the only artifact he could ever posses in his short but eventful life, he could hear his cell phone vibrating not too far away on his left, breaking his loosely attached chain of thoughts. He couldn't help but wonder how he ended up like this. How only a week back his life made perfect sense.

A weak smile somehow creeped up his face. The mirror in front of him throwing back his own reflection, a blur of red seemed to have engulfed his vision, still he could see his face in the mirror- blunt, white and at peace. He wondered how he could see things so clearly now, everything seemed calm... Everything seemed to make perfect sense again..
...how he could manage being alone all these years, how he came back home everyday to find his couch staring at him with a familiar smirk, how his school friends have given up hopes on catching up with him, how he has lost the courage to rekindle an old relationship, how his old acoustic guitar which once shone in all glory and looked like a newly wedded bride, settled as a showpiece and how, he had given up on life lately...

The phone buzzed again and with every single vibration moved closer to him. He moved, slightly to the left only to realize, he cant move any further. Subsequent attempts only increased his pain and frustration. The phone stopped ringing. The sound of sirens that seemed distant, minutes ago, didn't seem so far anymore. Soon the main door would be knocked off and the sound of rescuers would engulf the whole apartment.

The phone rang one more time. He moved his head frantically in desperation, only if he could turn back time..only if he hadn't given up on life...

"...Only if I had been stronger" He thought...

"Oi..."...someone broke the erry silence in the room.
"For one, switch off that bloody cell phone and stop moving for god's sake, how the fuck am I supposed to paint, if my objects keep moving?"

"Ahh! Sorry, I was lost in the character!"...he said.

;)

A silly attempt..

2010-03-17T22:25:00.002+05:30

Another first for me.. :)

Bullets..

2010-03-17T03:19:00.003+05:30

I got a camera, so...

Loose weight.
Weekend get aways.
Early mornings.
Roadtrips...!! :D

It records videos too, so...

Play better.
Write something.
Hone those rusty vocal chords.
Start recording.

And today, this blog turns two..
Coming up..some sort of fiction... (?)....
soon...

One more of these...and I'll be Silver..!

2010-03-15T01:15:00.001+05:30

Today, I have completed one more year on this planet. Almost two third of my life is over now..! sigh..

This was the year when I got philosophical about life..at times gasping for self-believe..
...learned to control excitement, learned to hesitate while smiling.
And then, I got my first real job.
...my first motor on wheels..

...opened up to new people, more than I ever did...made many new friends, missed the older ones and got in touch with some I had forgotten. Also, I hogged like a pig and slept like a dog...(read: I am on verge of obesity). I finally managed the barre chords.. :D...performed on stage for the first time ever...though it was a very small setting..(big deal? for me it was..!)..
Lets see what the 24th has up its sleeves for me..
Yeah...Happy Birthday to...ME! :D

Quicky...!

2009-09-02T00:05:00.005+05:30

Life has been really busy these last couple of months, but I am enjoying it in parts, even the fact that I am too damn busy to even cringe about it. The irony is, I can't really think of writing anything unless I have something to complain about..be it my life, people around me or even myself. Its as if, the blogger inside me has this tendency to swiftly slip into oblivion whenever I seem to have started thinking straight or whenever I seem to have given up cribbing.

Oh..and I like Bangalore. The weather is abso-freakin-lutely fantastic...!!!(The food is equally pathetic...for my taste at least). The city seems less crowded then Delhi, and I miss the usual halla-gulla, but its not half as bad I expected it to be.

In short, I am at peace-for a few more days at least. BTW I am pretty sure this blog is dead now and I only keep poking the grave every now and then but isn't it good to bring the dead back? :D

I kept falling out of my own grave
as if growing beyond zenith..
Aah..with a hellish grin..
I kept asking why I still try...
why?
when I am destined to fall right back in...

someday, someday...I'll have an answer.

My 'nth' Comeback post!

2009-07-02T02:53:00.003+05:30

Bonjour mates, so I have decided to put a few words in, have been off for pretty long, nay? And yes, to answer your questions (hain..hoon..hain? What questions..?) despite the fact that I have only been resurfacing like a man drowning in a pond (oh he is up again, oh he is gone..here he is again..damn he drowned, poor chap... didn't know how too swim!) , I am alive. Well, breathing counts...doesn't it? (You missed these senseless analogies didn't you?)

So, as I came back I decided to read a few blogs and here is what I discover

-Trinnnaaaaa (Simple Life) last posted 4 months back (incidently she has moved to a new blog which in trun hasn't been updated since 12th may)
-Div (Heart n Soul) hasn't written anything in 2 months
-Che's (Textual Offender) last post was 2 weeks back
-Vicky (Smell of earth after rain) hasn't posted in a week
-Raka just posted a comeback post (so she had not been posting either)
-Gina (Paradox Philic) has not posted in 3 weeks

I know you guys must have missed me, but so darn much that you left writing as well? What emotional buffoons would do that?! :p See. Self flattery is an added charm i have now.

Quite frankly, I had a lot in my mind to write about but couldn't transform anything into words, moreover I was busy with my experiments on a technology blog. Don't have much on my mind right this very moment though. I'll need a scapula to scratch my brains for potential gibberish, then and only then I'll hit back. Oh and I'll hit back big time, I will be writing regularly. Why in freaking hell would I promise something like that when I am set to go through the most tedious two months of my live yet, is beyond even my own understanding.

Oh and as you may have noticed, my writing skills have taken a subtle hit (not that they used to be any more impressive earlier), kindly co-operate my non-literary self (I know I have never been literary either, just wanted to associate the word literary with my name!)

Show me love, hug me back...take me in! I just want to be a part of that big, warm family on blogsphere again.

P.S: Have any (new) hot chicks started blogging since I have been gone??

P.P.S: I added 'new' later to avoid any repercussions.. :p

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2009-06-06T03:38:00.002+05:30

Right now, I want to jump off a skyscraper with a pair of earphones ingested by my ears and "Chevelle" ringing and I want to just keep falling as if floating across a nebula in the interstellar space. :|

Orkut goes to Ramgarh...

2009-02-05T16:27:00.002+05:30

And even "Gabbar" is commited..!!:D

Down?

2009-02-03T22:48:00.003+05:30

"Its not about how hard you can hit. Its about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward..."

...Sylvester Stallone...from the movie Rocky (I don't remember which part)

Damn the 08..!!

2008-12-30T02:27:00.012+05:30

For last few years, the year 2008 has had this reputation of being the most crucial year of my life, a dawn of a new era. By the end of this year though..I can say it quite safely, it was the worst of 'em all...as if the night itself has elongated the hours of darkness...

Heard this in a movie yesterday...."I could have saved them if it wasn't for you..!!"

Maybe he would still be here if it wasn't for me?...or at least I should have told him..how much I loved...now I can only hope that he knew that already...he deserved to know...I wish..I just wish for once in my life, I could turn back in time...If I could set things right...If I can erase the guilt...the regret. But somethings are bound to be with you..for a lifetime.

It took me an eternity to write the above-mentioned. I have never been this weak...or maybe I have never known myself this well. I typed...and then I held my head in my hands...I typed and then I held my head in my hands again...and then maybe I cried a bit...

Heck with that..I'll be stronger. Nah..its not a resolution...I have ought to be...don't have any other option. I'll also remember this year as the year I graduated...the year my career would/(should?) have taken off. But then, anticipation is the death of joy.

We expect the joyous notion to reside with us and start taking it for granted, when it already is there with us. When we have what we crave for, we are happy...but not as much as we should have been and when we are not happy...we obviously are not...!!

Lets stop taking happiness for granted.

->gibberish: would not make sense to most<-

Anticipation: I should have..I want...will have it...I have it now...joy: happy? nah..I have it 'coz I deserved it..!!

.............Anticipation: I don't have it...should have had it...joy: happy? nah I deserved it..and I still don't have it!!

->end of gibberish<-

OK...shit apart..

...this is how I looked at the start of this year...

...and this is how I look now...

...I hope I haven't changed much...

Oh..and this is how I sing (now you know why my blog is in the silent mode today!!)..well if Himesh can..so can I.. ^-^..yeah I know its unbearable..but hear it for my sake yaaron.. (I am expecting comments on this as well..):p..I know the recording is a little shity and the sound that you may hear in the background is the T.V coverage of Delhi Bomb-blasts. Yeah...I have been Indifferent lately..(23 years to be precise)..

Click Play

The song is But It Rained originally by Parikrama.
However unbearable my cover may be....do hear the original song, you people would love it. :)

P.S: If you were looking for an intellectual post...I am sorry to disappoint you. I have buried my intellect in a coffin...all that's left now..is an attention craving, self possessed lunatic...

Ahhh...Peace.
:D

When I did 'It' for the very first time

2008-12-22T03:00:00.006+05:30

"Its never wise to cultivate your hopes until you are sure of what you are into"

It was a wonderful evening. Cool breeze frisking through my hairs. An agonizingly mysterious chill in the air was pointing at something inevitably exiting, waiting for me that day. That's when I saw her. She was moving as if her soul is in sync with some belle dancer, as if flying 'high'. Dressed in flashing dark red color with a shade of black. She had this hassle free, euphoric radiance..and moved so freely as if waiting to fall in someone's hands...waiting to just give in...made me smile.

She went right across my face as if inviting me, enticing me...I expanded my hands in her direction..and swiftly, she moved in. Juggling my hands across the string(s?). I was young. I was nervous. It was the first time I was holding her so closely. I always wondered how it would be when I'll do it for the first time. I used to have fantasies often. My face was dripping in anxiety and a chilly feeling was running through my spine. One wrong move and I would have screwed it all.

Tenderly pulling the string with my sweaty palms, pulling her closer...suddenly I realized there was no reel there with me. So I tied her, right there!! Rushed downstairs...

Have you ever wondered how all the inanimate objects seem to hide themselves whenever you need them the most? It took me an eternity to find that little piece of equipment.

"What if she unties herself...

she seems so high..

she needs me right now...
I need her rather...
I don't want this chance to escape my clutches...
She's mine..."

...I thought.

And just then everything in the store room seemed to have started singing happy songs in symphony...I had finally discovered 'it' after all...It was right in front of me...the reel of thread and 'maanja'...the 'Charkhi'

With the brightest of smile...a chuckle rather...I rushed back to the terrace...untied the thread from the antenna...She was still flying high...on her own. (the wind was pretty strong). I tied the loose end of the 'maanja' from my reel with the string...and..then...well you have got the drift.

That's how I learned to do it. My first, very first time...I flew a Kite on my own.

All right...hit me now.. :D

Insanity flows in...

2008-12-15T03:01:00.007+05:30

I open my eyes and then close 'em again... and then I hope and then I open 'em again.. nah..no change..

Its said that when you are confused and and unable to make a decision close your eyes, loose yourself and let your sub-conscious decide. Now here is my question..what if my sub-conscious is in complete adherence with myself and stands with a smirk on its face and a confused emotion poking at me...of sorts?

When you are going nowhere...you are going nowhere! Let alone my subconscious even my super-conscious is equally amused at my present state of hysteria. I know I have been asking too many questions lately but then I have never been a great preacher, just a curious soul. Do you know whats my favorite posture? Arms wide open..looking up in the sky feeling the wind across my face..mind sans of thoughts, hearing, feeling, taking deep breaths, a wry smile on the face, taking hit after hit....BLANK....absorbing what the world has to offer.

Its said that your best comes when you are at your worst, pushed against the wall. I don't think its my worst yet...So bite me Oh...almighty....'coz I want to be at my best.

there goes the sanity, there goes regret...
this ain't the end...'coz I ain't smiling yet.

Feeling so bloody light

2008-11-28T10:29:00.003+05:30

Right this very moment...All I want to do is:

Spread my arms...
Take a deep breath..
Close my eyes...
Float...

Not thinking...Empty-headed...I believe, its a momentary state of numbness...
Soaked with music...I feel like headbanging.. :)
Enjoy the music.

P.S: I am not on dope. :p

What the...

2008-11-24T16:19:00.002+05:30

Some people are inspirational, some are hot..then there are the smooth talkers..and then..the attention grabbers...some are born leaders..some mysterious...some silent...there are preachers...people's favorites...some are artistic..creative..innovative...some are famous..some are fit, some are successful and some are plane lucky...(bastards) :p

Me..?? I am none...just an average Joe...and on top of that...I only JUST realized that...!!

and I just can't stop laughing at myself.

Fuck...!!:D

Maybe I should have a session of "self exploration"...LOL

And btw...nothing is wrong with me...I just feel humorously pathetic today. You know, when you realize...you are not doing great in life..you aspire to be Bon Jovi...and you end up being..well..no one..but you don't give a damn about it...and just can't stop laughing at yourself...that my mates is the eternal state of humorous pathetic ism.. ;)

Oh..and I'll be less weird the next time. Its hard to make sense these days. I may come up with a happy post even.. :D

P.S: I think I need a g.f or an iPOD.

The comeback post..?

2008-11-09T23:11:00.007+05:30

Well then be it. I have been busy this past month. And I have been repeating this like a stuck record 'coz frankly I hate it. All the years in school and then college I did know that somewhere down the line this will be my destiny. A repeating, unexciting, monotonous routine...served in a platter right in front of me and I am hungry...so darn hungry that I eat coz I have to and not coz I want to..I hate to be driven..not being able to make my own calls. No I don't like my job. The only motivation throughout is the pay check that I arguably deserve by the end of the month.

Also this past month, I have fallen in love...brought myself up...then fallen in love again..maintaining composure has been tough..maybe I should stop using the word "love" so loosely. I have also realized that being taken for granted comes tied with being a happy face.

Also I am so sick of being single...where are all the good (single) women? Oh and I hate my running shoes as well, my guitar is eating dust...my social life is almost zero. I always look high because of the lack of proper sleep and I am truly frustrated. X(

I have also realized that I love complaining..and life minus that is...well barren..and so colorless for me.

And also..I just HAVE to write this for someone:

I know we are both right on our sides,

but you just see yours and I just see mine.

Banging our heads on both sides wont make things better..
So I offered you a peek into mine
hoping that I'll get one into yours..
but telling me you closed your doors for me way back..gives me only one impression...that you don't care...then give me one good reason..WHY SHOULD I?

Nothing to write..

2008-11-09T22:34:00.005+05:30

Well actually...I have a lot to write...but not the time that I need. This here, is something that was asked at keshi's a few weeks back...I was also tagged by Cess and I feel so terrible that I din't have the time to do it.. :(.. I really want to do it Cess. Anyways...the most I miss is reading you people. I keep saying that and I mean it. some better time management and I'll be back writing.

For the time being here are my answers keshi :):

1.What is the one Thing someone has said(/done) to you that hurt your feelings the most?

There are many, but there is one recent one that I remember. I have a very dear friend, but we drifted apart about a year back. I won't say whose fault it was. I believe it was both of us. Recently I decided to patch up. Messaged her in my normal playful manner, asking her to guess my name. She couldn't, so I told her myself and then I got..

"Sorry, I don't know anyone named *my real name*"

My heart started sinking...I don't know why, but It did. We are talking now. But I am still not over it. On top of that, she also asked where I got her number from!!

Ain't it funny how things change. When you need someone the most, they are not there for you. Maybe when someone needed me, I was not there for them. Its all understandable. Still...it hurts.

2. What is the one Thing that most people won't guess about you?

That I am humble and friendly. My first impression is that I am rude and rowdy, which I am not. I take time to open up.

3. What is the one Mistake people most often make in relationships?

Expect.

4. What is the one Spice in your cupboard you seldom use but if you threw it away you think you may need it?

I use all the spices.

5. What is the one Thing you don't have that will increase your energy and reduce your stress?

Someone to be crazy about. Someone to think about all the time, someone to wait for breathlessly. Someone to pamper, someone to look at all the time...without saying a word. Someone to fall in love with...again and again...everyday. :)

6. What Is the one Reason you fail to lose(/gain) weight?

I don't think I need to gain/loose weight but I do need to get in better shape. But I rarely try. why? I am lazy. Do you know Garfield? Yes? Then you have an idea. No? You don't know Garfield? Where do you live? Greenland.? :p

7. What is the one Question that you should never ask a woman(/man)?

Women: Do you love me..? (LOL)

Men: Why are you single/what is your paycheck?

8. What is the one Thing (food/sweets/drinks etc) you can't say No to?

There is nothing I can't say no to. But there are a few things that I don't WANT to say no to, like...Lays, Chicken Curry, 'Sponge waale Rasgulle'.....and Appy Fizz.. :D...and Feast.

9. What is the one Thing that keeps growing as you use it, when all other things keep decreasing when used?

I sleep a lot, whenever I have time :D...hoping that I won't be that lazy all day long...but my laziness keeps on increasing.

10. What is the one Thing that you want your loved-ones to do when you die?

Remember me for what I was and not for what I wasn't. Miss me... :)

and oh I got awarded by Vicky bro and enchanted illusionz..Thanks...you people are such sweethearts..

Happy Diwali

2008-10-28T21:19:00.003+05:30

There is chill in the air (which I am in love with)...festivity in the mood, brightening the moonless sky. Its nice to see so many happy faces at the same time.

Wishing you all a very very Happy Dipawali. :)

I'll be back real soon (I hope I haven't been forgotten yet).

Mocking the reality...

2008-10-11T01:38:00.007+05:30

Perceiving the bits and pieces in me,
cursing my non-genuine insensitivity...

Everything you see, is not everything that I am..
Not wearing a mask, but being one myself.
You may not notice coz I am good at this..
oblivious to what lies underneath.

Its my life, these are my moves
Yes you won, maybe I just wanted to loose.
I may not be real, just a manipulation of myself
but sometimes even reality...

.....is not reality

and neither is the smile that I wear... :)

Why is it that at times crying heavily for 5 minutes amazingly eases your pain...more than being happy for a very long period?
Is shedding a tear more important than wearing a smile?
Why then do we keep saying that laughter is the best medicine, when we know for sure...that crying is the last resort...?

My week at office, the tag..and the celeb that I am

2008-10-06T00:13:00.011+05:30

(The post is bloody long and I don't guarantee any entertainment. So continue at your own risk and discretion :p)

So...having to work is not really suiting me very well. I haven't been posting or reading anything this whole week. In fact I haven't been doing anything but sleep. I don't know how the hell you people manage it.. :D..I'll have 13 less hours everyday, if I add commuting time..to my work timings!!

The excitement to be in an OFFICE and that 'first job ever' experience scored over my unwillingness to work. I met a few new people as well...some interesting, some not so...and some good-looking ones as well (read: a b-e-a-utiful girl with big b-e-a-utiful eyes). Some people worth mentioning are...a guy AB, one VS and Big-foot. (yeah, initials and pun-y names. Straight from che's school of blogging.. :p). Why them?? Well you see AB knows 7 languages, has been a state level cricketer, been to Mumbai (WOWWW) has been a cricket commentator in his college days, has a heavy (fake) US accent and is really very boring+irritating. How do I know all this? Well he had the "courtesy" to let us know about his achievements. The boring+irritating part is the result of my analysis though. And ohh, did I mention there are about 3-4 close circuit cameras in every single room/lab in the office...so, no...I can't punch him on the nose.

VS on other hand is an IIM drop out who is going to leave office in a week (what?already?) for a different company. He seemed to be a nice guy..minus the fact that he is a bully. Well at least he tries to be one and also, who in the hell boasts the fact that he was kicked out of college after one year. Yes, it was IIM..but still..! He also seems to have this crush on that b-e-a-utiful person I have mentioned above. And that is reason enough for him to dislike me. (I'll explain this part later).

Now then, Big-foot. The name says it all. The guy is about 6 feet 4 inches tall and have shoulder length hairs (reminds me of mine :-( )...and is quite BIG, looks kinda cool though. The only thing I keep wondering is that how the hell is he supposed to walk through the long corridor to the lab where the ceiling is just a few inches lower than his own height..!! and also he looks kinda scared of me..why the hell does he talk like a small sheep..?? The size of Khali, the voice of Manmohan..!! Ain't that a deadly combination now...?

All others in my batch seemed normal to me and I made a few friends too (surprise surprise).. :)

Now about the big eyed gal. Lets call her umm..the girl. So, No she is not HOT...but has those beautiful eyes that make me wanna say "Oh I always wanted to be an eye specialist" (cheeky eh..?). There was a certain eye contact on many occasions and a lot of smiling on the last day. Oh I am in love..(again?) for the zillionth time. There is a twist though. From Mondays her timings are going to be different. I'll need luck to even be able to SEE her and I have obviously not talked to her yet, despite the GOD send brilliant opportunity that I had. Did I by the way tell you that I have always been blessed with GOD send opportunities all those zillion times. But my callousness to blessings raised to the occasion and history was repeated and we are yet to be introduced yet.. :(

So thats pretty much it. Office sounds a lot like college to me now.

THE TAG

And the rainboy..V (not the channel) tagged me with the movie tag. So finally I have my first official tag. No pity tags..no forced ones. This my friends is my first pure tag.. :D

So my all time favorite movies...(can't limit any answer to numbers, so there are many)

Hindi:

Jane bhi do yaron
Rang De Basanti
Golmaal
Jo Jita Wohi Sikandar
RHTDM
Chupke Chupke (older one)
The Burning Train
Tare Zameen Pe

English:

Shawshank Redemption
The Prestige
Ratatouille
The pursuit of happyness
Donnie Darko
Pulp Fiction
8 Mile (Being an Eminem fan)
The Bourne series
The Dark Knight
Blood Diamond
The Departed

One movie that i recommend as a must see

The Shawshank Redemption, The Departed.

One and only one movie that i have seen many times (TV doesnt count)

None..The most times I watch a movie in a theater is ONCE..in all cases :)

If T.V does count..then there must be a tie between RHTDM...The matrix and Godzilla.

Which movie comes to your mind when i say funniest?

Hera Pheri (Hindi) and Harold and Kumar (English)

Which movie made you really emotional?

Rang De Basanti, Wednesday, Titanic, The pursuit of Happyness.

Which movie series was as interesting as the first part?

The Jason Bourne Series (Bourne Identity, Bourne Supremacy, Bourne Ultimatum)

Which movie according to you didn't live up to your expectations?

Hancock, Eragon.

Which movie surprised you?

The Sixth Sense, The Dark Knight.

Now its time I tag someone..right..? So I tag..the inspirational Nidhi, the everpopuler Keshi, the devil (self acclaimed) Divkiran, the studded masterpiece Mayz, the poet Enchanted Illusionz, and Sana (the cutest one ^-^).

And now, ME THE CELEB (click to enlarge):

Suggest a caption.

Kinky..eh..?? :D

Finally I have Garfield...and he loves me too. Hehe..

That's not distant ;)

O yeah..keep on drooling, ladies.. :p

Again..Suggest a Caption.
Hellbent?
Lemme Out of the the box...please!!

P.S: You hear the song...? Its dedicated to The Girl. Ohh I am in love....again...

And did I forget to mention that AB has been in a HUMMER once...(WOWW again.. o-O)

The ordinary, the rebel...and the extraordinary..

2008-09-28T01:14:00.008+05:30

Random, weird theory on the 'living' and the choices that they make.

When we are born we are all in the same spot of bother...worried, anxious and nervous...looking for support and appreciation.

As we grow old, we start differing. Our lives start deviating from the general course depending on the hierarchy of choices that we make. Every decision that we take has consequences. Even an indecision is a decision. On one hand we have our passion/dreams...on the other...pressure, expectations and responsibilities...rising, with each accomplishment...tightening the grip year after year...as we grow old, creating imbalance.

The Ordinary...succumbs to the pressure...suffocating the dreamer that is inside, passions and hopes soon follow...these are the people who make SACRIFICES..

The rebel...Questions, is stubborn and unwilling to bow down to any expectations but his own. Unfazed, intolerant to the world around him...These are the ones who take RISKS.

The Extra-ordinary...They balance...the left and the right...the wrong and the correct. These are the people who fulfill their expectations and live their passions...they don't need to be perfect...just need to be passionate in their imperfections. These are the ones who strike the right BALANCE.

And then there are those confused souls...not sure of what they are after...their dreams or their responsibilities. Swaying one side and then the other. Never still. But on the verge of making a CHOICE....

P.S: I usually think before I post. This one is an exception. For once I have done some justice to the description of my blog. Its almost the gibberish fresh from my cerebrum. Its not necessary that this will make sense to all. Forgive me for that. :)

The Tag(uitar).. :D..!!

2008-09-25T00:43:00.032+05:30

I was recently tagged by Nidhi to do the desktop picture tag. In fact she made a new post to tag me coz (so sweet of you Nidhi) she hadn’t done that in the original one. So, again its not pure tagging…but if you know how I forced a tag upon myself through Mr. Mayz the last time around, I am only moving forward. :D

So here it is then…this is how my desktop has looked for last 3 weeks:

Yes…its obvious that I love Guitars, the sound of it and the feel of holding it in my hands. I am not a great player. But my guitar, for a long time has been something that has soothed my pains and faded my worries. Whenever I have felt like thinking too much. I just sit down…strumming.

I don’t have an electric myself..but my acoustic is enough to keep me alive (the pic on the right is my Givson Venus Special) :)I dream to go big one day…at least good enough to play the music thats in my mind. There is always music in my mind…GIGs…leads…and so much but I can’t play them. Well, given the kind of music I “think” of…It’ll take some years..and some serious practicing as well. I don’t have that kind of crazy skills YET. But someday, yes…someday……

Till then…I am happy just POSING..

P.S: I have an interview today. Wish me luck..

P.S.S: All images are larger then they are visible here. Click to enlarge them ..Duhuh..and the songs that you hear playing...(If you haven't paused them already) are some of the greatest guitar leads ever. :)

The cat...and the awards...!!

2008-09-21T04:20:00.025+05:30

Do you like cats? I do. Do you hate dogs...I do..!! No, not the puppies, the full grown canines. I hate them specially the stray kinds...why...?? Well simply because I don't understand why those furry little bastards attack these furry little angels. Whats the point? They don't eat them!!..then..??why..? I know cats hunt mice..but they eat them. Its no point in killing someone and not eating it!! Its unnatural...!! Incidentally, only dogs and humans kill for recreational purposes.

Anyways, this was all going through my mind while I was shopping for snacks. I knew Mom wouldn't allow me to have one in the house. A puppy would be fine by the way..huh. So on the way back, I kneeled down to scrub its neck and for the first time..it meowed..as if asking me to give it a ride to my place :d I couldn't resist..so I picked it up. It clanged on to my tee with its miniatures claws and kept meowing all the way.

Earlier, I had seen it on the way to the market. On the side of the road. It was snuggling itself in a small ball of fur!! I reached to touch it and it offered no resistance. There was a dog eying it a few yards across. I had to throw a few things to make it run away. The kitten was only a few days old.

As I reached home, my mom had that look of 'awe' + a hidden smile somewhere + a stern 'NO YOU CAN'T KEEP IT' written all over her face. Yes I deciphered all that. Incidentally, I am a good face-reader, at least thats what I believe. Nevertheless, I put it down on the floor and it crawled underneath my leg. sitting there with its tail wrapped around its body. It was shivering. I tried to amplify the 'hidden smile' part on my mother's face and she resisted. A few seconds and zillion requests later, she asked me to leave it where I had seen it. In middle of the road, in front of the "I kill adorable cats" dog..? I asked if there was any milk.. Mom: "You are not feeding..it..and it looks exactly like the last one".

Yes there was a "last one" it would come daily to have some milk, play a little bit and then leave. It died a year and half back. (Hunted down by those stray bastards) I have been asked sternly not to tame any cats ever since...because...allegedly the last one brought bad luck. Last year and a half has been so bad..that I just can't argue with that reasoning despite the fact that I don't believe in it.

So I finally gave up and took it back. I havn't talked straight to my Mom since. Its harsh coz we are practically the only people left to each other. But yes...I like hurting people especially the ones that I care about...coz in turn watching them get hurt...hurts me..so its an indirect technique to hurt myself. I am not a psychopath but yes, I like hurting myself.

P.S: My Mother may just have the last laugh...coz she made my fav meal today and I almost gave up the "I am not talking" emotion.. :D

In other news: One of my friends jumped off from a water tank about five feet from ground, bare-feet...on solid ground. He is currently draped in a blanket, like a cocoon and his both feet are swollen. Yes, I have a weird taste in friends. Which also reminds me of a generous lady who has..given me two b-e-a-u-tiful awards. Frankly speaking, she was the only hope for me getting any...and she sure is a savior....Thanks Preeti..mwuaaaazzz.. :)

So...here I have...

The I love you blogger award:I pass it on to Keshi and Philic.
and the rockstar one:
I pass this one on to Mayz, Keshi and Che (at least you look like one)

And because I can't give any of these back to you Preeti and I don't have any others, I have invented one eXclusively for you. Here it is then..

It sure is for you ;)