Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

Man is not as clever as he makes himself to be.
Why has he not come up with a potion (too much Harry Potter reading evident here) to clean the mind of the myriad thoughts that co-exist at any particular point in time?
If not this, then, a sweep of the wand, a cry "Mindoblankus!!" and voilà, for the next few days, the gray recesses shall sway with the calm that encompasses them, just like the seaweeds that gently move with the currents underneath.

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I want to pretend they meet further on, it wouldn't make a difference which one I took then, would it?

Current Music: November Rain (I am too addicted to this one)

Krupya, surakshit anthar theva
(Please keep a safe distance)

Weekends?
Oh, I spent the last one playing with the latest entrant in an uncle's family - a two month old labrador

Read "playing" as :
1) Admiring and singing paeans, BUT from afar when it was safely tied to the bedpost
2) Shrieking when it I saw it bounding towards me, which was more often than not. Its a wonder I did not come down with a sore throat.
3) Step 2 was followed by harried climbing on the nearest sofa/chair/table/window sill

But I must admit, for someone who does not fear canines, dogs make as excellent pets, emotions so much like humans, only more loving... unconditional love being a novelty in this century twenty-first.

Current Music: The Man Who Sold The World - Nirvana

Misunderstandings, have a tendancy to creep in from behind your back, like a feline, without making so much as a purr and leave behind muddy pug marks on a sheet once spotlessly white.

Realising that 'tis effective communication and this alone, at the most opportune moment, that can remove those smudges and restore the relationship to what it formerly was

You've got (G)mail....YAYYY!

Feel like an excited kid with his first bicycle. Have always wanted to be associated with Google in some way (their logos are way too innovative and way too cute). Now's the chance!!

1GB is like an email-space lottery, guys n gals!
Going offtrack, but with scams being unearthed every other day, and with the papers talking about figures as obscene as 9000 crores, I need at least two minutes to come out of the shock and count the number of zeros. Same goes for the number of bytes in this uno/une/ein/ek/ichi GB.

Have no idea what to do with this much space. For one I could ask people to send those irritating forwards, especially those with "so-very-cute-babies" and roses and god-knows-what-else (a friend here is bound to take offence, hope you are not reading this :P), or ask them to send those even more irritating chain letters which are sure to bring me misfortune if I delete them (which I do there and then, and life has been kinda ok so far).

1GB? A feeling akin to getting a mansion to stay in, and not know what to do with all those rooms...

Current Music : None
My ears need some respite from all that rock of the past few days

Meri-no-go-round

Five reasons why my chapatis/rotis do not resemble the top view of a cylinder in the remotest of ways.

1) I love math. I love polygons (and do I hate math)
2) I was trying to see if I remembered how to draw an Amoeba. The last time I drew one was in my Biology class long long ago
3) I DON'T KNOW HOW IT HAPPENED!!!(followed by a couple of shrieks). It was round when I had gone out to watch TV . I think the aliens have got to us. (No, I don't mean Sonia Gandhi). I musn't have been dreaming when I heard somebody say "Take Me To Your Leader"
4) Looks like India no? Oh and that patched up piece on the side? That's Pakistan of course. Unity, bhai-bhai, cricket-wicket, cross-border operations (those of the open-heart variety), so I thought I will also make something to show Hum Bhi Hain Team Mein.Good no?
5) *Shrug*, *more shrugs*, *10 more shrugs*. Nobody is perfect. End of story.

Although the grand finale (and yes it did puff up midway) is no way harmful to one's health and easy on digestion, one is sure that one's mother shall not easily digest these cock-and-bull reasons

Well at least I have started. Better late than never. That should be enough to console her.

Psst: & who knows, the novel I plan to write could be titled "100 ways to make parathas"


Current Music: Don't You Cry Tonight and Day II of November Rain - Guns n Roses

I like personifying abstract notions, because then I can twist them around my little fingers, and make those notions speak exactly what I want them to speak, not necessarily what they would otherwise symbolise.

Thoughts
Like children, after the school bells ring at the end of the day,
Racing with each other, jostling, almost scrambling over each other to get out first,

Once outside
Some line up, holding the other by the hand, forming a pattern inherently beautiful
A smile
An expression of memories joyous

And the others?
Oh, they run helter skelter, whilst you threaten punishment, whilst you try and shove them in a line
Escape from your clutches they will, those fidgety devils, for too long have you held them back
Tears
Tracing a ragged course down the cheeks


Current Music : November Rain - Guns 'n' Roses (IMHO, one of the best-named bands around)

Boys are the best, naah girls are..BOYS, nope GIRLS......some verbal *pow-wow*...some nearly-squeezing-each-others-throats and ultimately, *ting-tong* the bells of realisation shall ring loud and clear and they will fall hopelessly in love towards the end or maybe just before the interval.
(I am ready to chew paper if they don't)

Beat this !
Now its going to take me exactly 15 seconds more to finish the morning paper and the tea :)

They could have made the caricatures look cuter though...

Current Music: Pedave Palikina - Naani (a Telugu song this time round), a must hear, the piano interludes are great

A few years (or rather few months) down the line...

Forms shall contain Name, Address, Phone No, Email Id, Blog Url....

Another friend and colleague, Sheetal walks down the bloggin' aisle..

Its tough to decide what to blog and what not to, for a fine line divides very-personal stuff and personal yet bloggable stuff and it is entirely upto each blogger which side to stand on.

But I do believe it is also a pretty good way to keep in touch, since everybody is perpetually busy, every third person is globetrotting and the world clocks are not set to the same time :-)

Current Music - Kannakka Mai - Puthiya Mugam (have heard this song in Hindi, can't seem to place it though)

Its that time of the year....

When swamped by all those tax-saving schemes and scheming tax-saving co.s, I wish homo sapiens had stuck to the barter system instead.

I am not the kind who buys books (for reasons unknown), have been living off borrowed/gifted stuff till date.
Was pleased to get hold of The Da Vinci Code (by Dan Brown) by way of the latter channel recently.

Analysis:
The author is damn intelligent no doubt, would be a pleasure to meet him and others of his ilk someday. BTW, speaking of authors, I am told that Pu La Deshpande was one of the guests at my christening ceremony, so I have had the honour of meeting one intelligent and famous author at least, though try as much, my memory refuses to acknowledge this event :). And I am also told, that he was not of the opinion that I should be named what I am today.

The book: Very, very different, an interesting read, especially for those who enjoy puzzles, cryptography and symbology. For those who don't mind, insights into various aspects of Christianity, and no, its definitely not a heavy discourse on the religion in any way.

Wish I had paid more attention to Da Vinci's paintings at the Louvre :-(

Current Music: Braveheart Love Theme

The day patience was being doled out, I must have been playing truant.

Some people skim through life with a torn sail and a battered boat
Some would rather spend a lifetime looking for the perfect cloth for the former and the best wood for the latter
Who is to decide who's a winner or who's a loser
For success is such a relative term

Current Music: Dil Hoom Hoom Kare - Rudaali

Mysteries of life - Part II

When the Gods are not smiling
I wonder why
When finally they do
I still wonder why

Talk about wanting the cake and when you actually get it, hesitating to eat it, because subconsciously you feel it wasn't meant for you...

Naah, I am not a cynic, just one of those questors, searching for meanings in events that demand I should just shut up and accept.
(This post will probably make sense only to my colleagues)

People will always walk out of your life
There is no stopping that

Some leave the door slightly ajar
As though to peep around it, to drop in once in a while, a hi, a hello, a what-are-you-upto-these-days

Some leave it wide open and oh well, you couldn't care less

And some go without bidding farewell
They shut the door and take the keys with them
Whilst you stand there, waiting fervently for them to return, to unlock all those pent up emotions
You wait for them, even if they were to walk out again, but this time taking care to leave the door slightly ajar...


(Absolutely anything can inspire me to write. This was made up last night, when overcome by a wave of inertia, I felt too lazy to get out of bed and close the cupboard doors. Hope the inspirations keep coming and the blogging urge does not burst, like 'em dotcom bubbles)

Current Music - July Madham (notice the guitar chords)

An interview is one place where wannabe psychologists like me have guinea pigs galore.
And I sure am coming up with interesting findings, moreso I am definitely glad to be on the other side of the fence this time.
(The wierdest part is when they keep calling me Ma'm. Feel so grown up and high and mighty :-)

Current Music : Ab Na Jaa - Palash Sen

It is a harsh moon that lights up the city, the steel and concrete jungle, the mad rush of people and vehicles, the drooping trees, the overflowing bins, the polluted air...

Have you ever seen the full moon hanging low on the mountains, ever driven on a winding road with only this heavenly body following you, at times to your right, at times to your left, ever seen the trees stand tall against this magical backdrop, ever half-expected werewolves to cross your path...

Have you ever seen the moon as it should be seen....
I did, and haven't got over it yet...

Current Music : Nila Kakirathu - Indra (by Hariharan)
(all I know is Nila means moon, I am sure the rest of the lyrics are as beautiful as the song sounds)

Not only footprints in the sands of time...

04 April 2004, 7:00 AM at Naagaon, a small fishing village on the Konkan coastline

How I wish for a villa by a beach, bougainvillea on the walls, a hammock, a book in hand, and long walks by the sea...

(In case the link doesn't direct you to the snap, copy shortcut and paste it in the browser, should work that way)

Memories
To be preserved like
Pickles in the summer
To be relished, lovingly
On one of those dull monsoon days

Current Music: Nahin Saamne - Taal

To write a novel one day, focusing on human relationships, mainly because I find people so interesting, (some repulsive, whilst others draw you closer with forces unknown, unexplained), to make a movie on that novel, to play the guitar for one of the songs...

Naah, not foolin' around, not even today, just dreaming big dreams...the most interesting thing about life is that we don't know what the morrow brings...which makes everything seem so malleable, so possible...

Current Music : - Kabhi Neem Neem - Yuva (excellent interlude by ARR)