December 30, 2007

ADIOS 2007!!

Today is a special day for me...not just because its the last day of the year but because NOSTALGIC MOMENTS has completed one whole cycle of 100 posts here... :)

Thanks to all of u for sharing my smiles,my tears,my experiences,the world and life as i see it...

thanks for tolerating my cribbings and rantings, putting up with my bouts of literary diarrhoea (though many have fled seeing the size of the posts i write *grin*)...

thanks for correcting me when i was wrong, agreeing with me when i was right and adding to the confusion when i was confused, making me feel i wasent alone..*big grin*

thanks for sharing ur experiences and opinions which have unknowingly affected and helped me in a positive way...

thanks for making me feel loved and cared for even in this surreal virtual world...

thanks for trying to keep the flickering flame of hope alive that genuine people and emotions still exist behind those false id's and blog handles in this cyber space even though i had lost trust in it a long long time back...

thanks for smiling when i smiled, teaching me to smile when i cried,intentionally or unintentionally making me understand the importance of things i had been ignoring and realise those i had been avoiding...:)

thanks for appreciating my humble attempt to put forth my views and thoughts and for encouraging when i tried to give wings to my passion for writing...

thanks for not coming too close and yet being there whenever i needed you...

thanks for not invading my privacy and yet respecting my personal life...

thanks for playing along when i wanted you not to notice the thin streak of reality in some pieces of fiction i conjured up at times...

thanks for making me feel comfortable and at home around here...

thanks for just being there...:)

needless to write anymore, heres wishing all of us have a very happy new year 08 :)

December 29, 2007

the never ending arguement---once again...

Well i got this in my mailbox...and thought of posting it on here...
wanted to share this simple fwded message to all the believers, atheists as well as agnostics who have visited 'nostalgic moments' in the past (referring to my prev posts:--- 'knock knock..anyone up there?' and 'something i want to share') who shared their opinions , expressed their beliefs and doubts and have either left or sometimes left me, unconvinced and fuming but at the same time pondering over the discussion....
This mail claims to be a true life conversation and probably will leave all of us smiling...
maybe a lil more confused than what we are right now...or maybe a little more confident...and then again maybe not...but definitely smiling :)...

An atheist professor of philosophy speaks to his class on the problem science has with God, The Almighty.
He asks one of his new students to stand and.....
Prof: So you believe in God?
Student: Absolutely, sir.
Prof : Is God good?
Student: Sure.
Prof: Is God all-powerful?
Student : Yes.
Prof: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him.
Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn't. How is this God good then? Hmm?
(Student is silent.)
Prof: You can't answer, can you? Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?
Prof: Is Satan good?
Student : No.
Prof: Where does Satan come from?
Student: From...God...
Prof: That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?
Student: Yes.
Prof: Evil is everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything. Correct?
Student: Yes.
Prof: So who created evil?
(Student does not answer.)
Prof: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don't they?
Student:Yes, sir.
Prof: So, who created them?
(Student has no answer.)
Prof: Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe the world around you.
Tell me, son...Have you ever seen God?
Student: No, sir.
Prof: Tell us if you have ever heard your God?
Student: No, sir.
Prof: Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God? Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?
Student:No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't..
Prof: Yet you still believe in Him?
Prof: According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your GOD doesn't exist.
What do you say to that, son?
Student: Nothing. I only have my faith.
Prof: Yes. Faith. And that is the problem science has.
Student: Professor, is there such a thing as heat?
Prof: Yes.
Student: And is there such a thing as cold?
Prof: Yes.
Student: No sir. There isn't.
(The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.)
Student : Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don't have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that.
There is no such thing as cold . Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat
We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy . Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it .
(There is pin-drop silence in the lecture theatre.)
Student: What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?
Prof: Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness?
Student : You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, brightlight, flashing light....But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? In reality, darkness isn't.. If it were you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?
Prof: So what is the point you are making, young man?
Student: Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.
Prof: Flawed? Can you explain how?
Student: Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one.To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it.
Now tell me, Professor.Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?
Prof: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.
Student: Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?
(The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument is going.)
Student: Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher? (The class is in uproar..)
Student: Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor's brain?
(The class breaks out into laughter.)
Student : Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain,sir.
With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?
(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student, his face unfathomable.)
Prof: I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son.
Student:That is it sir... The link between man & god is FAITH . That is all that keeps things moving & alive.

this is a true story, and the
student was none other than.........

APJ Abdul Kalam , the former president of India.

SMILING arnt u??

have a good day! :)

December 27, 2007

CROSSROADS---and the journey continues...

Had scribbled this one in my diary during one of those "at life's crossroads" moments...thought i'll just post it up here today...:)

walking in silence into the past,
the road lonely, her mind forlorn...
she travels back in time to see,
that phase through which she'd once long gone...

those long hours gazing at the star filled sky,
trying to form a pattern there...
unknown constellations shining bright,
wondering what secret they'd want to share...

But soon life had made her cross another lane,
with people unknown and faces blurred...
no want to stop and greet or smile,
no time to think through the past occured...

a strange solace had sought she there,
amidst the busy new crowded zone...
there were people at every turn and bend,
yet she often found herself all alone...

scared to trip or lose a step,
she found herself going with the flow...
not once she stopped to look around,
or wonder what the patterns had to show...

too busy just to survive strong,
she wandered beyond that dreamy state...
slowly but surely killing the dreamer in her,
but at times she couldent help questioning her fate...

there were days she missed those star filled skies,
the innocence of those wonder years...
everything around had changed with time,
strangely making her lose all her fears...

faces unmasked as time passed her by,
each time hurting her a little more...
she was taught the rules of the 'survival' game,
despite clipped wings,she would have to soar...

smiling she waits at the crossroads today,
wondering again which way to choose...
heart and mind at conflict once more,
aware one of them will have to lose...
one of them will have to lose...!!

Its a tough decision---the one at life's crossroads...because once u eventually get about taking it, there is just no turning back...

the journey continues...and u dont find that same 'crossroad' in life ever again...

December 25, 2007

Retrospective Ramblings...

Sometimes all it takes for life to change is a second's time and poof! u know nothing will ever be the same again...
and from that time on, u realise its a new life...everything changes...well almost everything...

It sometimes makes me wonder...i mean dont u think its funny (in a sad sorta way)??...something we give soo much time..put in so much attention, dedication, passion..something we never could even dream of ever letting go is suddenly snatched away from us...and we are proved wrong in the worst possible way there could ever be...
the trust we had shown towards life...the belief that it could and would turn beautiful no longer exists...
Eventually we begin to succumb to the surprises fate flings at us and accept defeat taking comfort or perhaps refuge in living each day at a time...
each surprise at a time...
each compromise at a time...
as survival or perhaps merely existence becomes the need of the hour!

But thinking about it,had things turned out exactly the way we had wanted them to, would we be strong enough to face the bigger unexpected jolts in life??
but then again, there would be no unexpected jolts in the utopian life we'd choose for ourselves wudent it?
So why is real life so different??
why does the outcome come as a total surprise at times?
why cant we get over some issues even if we want to and are aware that we are definitely trying hard enough??
and really speaking, how much is 'enough'?

Is it destiny? is it fate? luck?? or some mess we ourselves have turned our lives into???
Dunno---yet to find that one out!

and then again...what is destiny??
is it something written for us by some higher force before we come into this world...or is it in the lines drawn on our palms with some angel dust by a fairy who visited us the night we were born :) (like i was told by my granma whn i was a kid)..sigh!!
but frankly speaking im not any less confused now than i was then...ok yaa the 'angel dust' theory has been replaced by various other theories like 'karma' , 'circle of life' and sorts...but i would be fibbing if i said i was convinced by those either...
conclusion---i just dont know and perhaps im guilty of feeling its a waste of time thinking about it...probably because i know that i wouldent come up with any answers..atleast none which would convince me without opening a whole new discussion which wud ultimately end with a 'to each his own' closing line...

My mom has been recently trying to persuade me into reading the work of 'buddha'and urs truly has fled on every such ocassion with the excuse that she is waiting for an 'english edition' to hit the stalls...heehee...
but i guess it wont be before long that my mom is gonna make sure she gets one from somewhere and makes me read...

personally i have nothing against 'gautam buddha' but somewhere i have this fear in me...what if i read those books and figure out im living my life all wrong??
i mean i know it wouldent make any difference because u gotta do what u think is best and yada yada yada...but what if?
just what if i manage to get CONVINCED??
The last thing i need is another reason to wallow in self-pity for the rest of my life...

Speaking of self pity, (allow me to digree just a little)the last time i did that ( a real big way) was when i came across a self help book named 'why me??' and immediately picked it up because at that miserable point of life , i felt i could actually relate to it..sigh!!so spent a whole 170 bucks for a 30 pages book thinking it might just help...*rolls her eyes*
But unfortunately even after reading the whole book upto the last alphabet of the last word, me was wondering where the 'help' in 'self-help' came from.
Seriously, sometimes i really wonder if these self-help book (most not all)authors get some commision from the psychiatry department...some of them really manage to do wonders to ur mindset and almost always in a negative way...
and then there are those others which state purely obvious solutions in a more illustrated and profound way...i mean hell!! if those worked out, why would anyone buy a friggin book??

Coming back to the topic, me's thinking i could give mom's suggestion a try..and the small excerpts she keeps telling me from time to time (irrespective of whether im listening or not)seem to have quite an impressive impact on me..i mean the philosophy makes sense....
could always stop reading if i feel its going to land me up in sudden bouts of depression or the likes..and then whats my shrink getting paid for?? sigh!

but till to drive me crazy with your interpretations??
are u guys as confused as i am on this?
go on!!vent out!debate...argue... discuss!
its been a long time i visited my shrink anyways ;p

December 24, 2007



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December 20, 2007

The 'IF' tag...

Was going through a coupla random blogs and came across this wonderful tag...
i dunno why but was almost instantaneously tempted into taking it up...
probably because the 'if' wch is the main centre around which the tag revolves has always attracted the dreamer in me...
or maybe somewhere deep down,some unfulfilled desires lie silent sometimes at the cost of appearing dormant or even dead and are suddenly awaken by tags like these wch give them wings,evoke a pensive mood and set me flying in a world where imagination and possibilities have no limits as i cross the crimson horizon where reality ends and dreams begin, in the pursuit of happiness, however surreal it actually is...:)

Here I go...
If I were a beginning, I would be:- the beginning after the 'end'

If I were a month, I would be: -february (cos it ends faster)

If I were a day of the week, I would be :–saturday (cos its the start of a happy weekend)

If I were a time of day, I would be: -6.00 pm (cos thts the best part of the day isnt it ?? it college studs or working ppl, thts the time almost everyone gets free from the shackles of hard labour :D)

If I were a planet, I would be:-neptune (dunno why..err jus like the name)

If I were a season, I would be:-monsoon (sigh! who wudent?)

If I were a sea animal, I would be a :- sea horse (dont ask why? no particular reason :-/)

If I were a direction, I would be:-the most complicated one (i like it when people cant figure me out too easily :-/)

If I were a piece of furniture, I would be:-a study table (there's always a serious scholarly air about study tables)

If I were a sin, I would be:-the one wch caused the least hurt but the worst sentence--making the sinner repent for life.

If I were a liquid, I would be:-the tiny beads of perspiration on ur brow after a tiring but satisfied day at work or the ones which suddenly make a presence when you are caught fibbing or making excuses ..heehee

If I were a fraud/scare, I would be:-fear of lonliness :) (scares everyone dosent it?)

If I were a tree, I would be:-pine (brrrr! i wish to have the capacity to stand strong and tall even in the coldest of conditions :)...)

If I were a tool, I would be –a screwdriver (would like to fix some loose screws in a few heads i know )

If I were a material, I would be:- cotton (very comfortable)

If I were a flower/plant, I would be:- an orchid :)

If I were a kind of weather, I would be:-the calm before the storm

If I were a musical instrument, I would be:-the one nobody knows to play :D

If I were an animal, I would be:-a squirrel (cos i believe i have a thing for nuts..sigh!)

If I were an emotion, I would be:- nostalgia (now wasent tht obvious!)

If I were a vegetable, I would be:-a couch potato...err..i mean a potato :p

If I were a sound, I would be:-the tinkling sound of a light drizzle heard only by the sensitive ear and felt only by the romantic heart :)

If I were an element, I would be:-fire (can warm up as well as burn u)

If I were a monument, I would be:-a place of worship

If I were a song, I would be:- the kind which would bring both, a smile to the face and a tear to the eye everytime u hear it.

If I were a food, I would be:- somethin 'mom-made' :)

If I were a place, I would be:- home

If I were a taste, I would be:-the taste of hard earned success :)

If I were a scent, I would be:- the lingering scent of wet earth during monsoons...

If I were a religion, I would be:- humanity

If I were a gem, I would be a :- diamond (forgive me for being cliched..'tanishq' is paying me for promoting)

If I were a sentence, I would be:-duh! life imprisonment ;p

If I were a body part, I would be:- the spinal cord

If I were a facial expression, I would be:-a confused smile

If I were a subject in college, I would be:-'shanpattilogy' :D

If I were a shape, I would be:-something which changes from time to time :-/

If I were a quantity, I would be:-just about enough

If I were a colour, I would be:-sky blue

If I were a thing, I would be:- something very unique..sigh!

If I were an artist, I would be:-one whose mood reflects in her honest work

If I were a collection of poems, I would be:-poems by pri *grin* [would mention special thanks to the readers of 'nostalgic moments' in the acknowledgements if u promise to buy my]

If I were a watch, I would be.- one that has stopped at 'the perfect moment' :)

If I were a book, I would be:-‘The kite runner'--khaled housseini

If I were a landscape, I would be:-an isolated 'no mans' island

If I were God, I would be:- frustrated

If I were a vowel, I would be: 'A' (because everyone would learn to know me before anything else)

If I were a consonant, I would be: 'P' (all great names begin with it...*hint hint*)

If I were a formula, I would be:-one wch everyone would wreck their brain proving ;p

If I were a Science, I would be:- one very important and valued...

If I were a theory, I would be:- easy to understand but equally difficult to prove..

If I were a famous person, I would be.:- dr pri (ohh how i lurrrvvvee me :p)

If I were an electronic equipment, I would be:- a nokia cell phone (connecting people)

If I were sport, I would be:- chess (did i tell u i have a huge crush on vishwanathan anand..ahem!)

If I were a movie, I would be:- oscar award winner

If I were a cartoon, I would be:- garfield

If I were an explorer, I would be:- writing a travel blog instead...heeehee

If I were a scientist, I would be:- graham bell

If I were a relation, I would be:- a friend :)

If I were a river, I would be:- the thames

If I were intoxication, I would be:-passion

If I were alone, I would be:- very different from what i am now

If I were a question, then I would be:-why?

If I were a hobby, I would be:-blogging

If I were a habit, I would be:- a 'habit' to express myself as often and as clear as i would like to..

If I were in an atom, I would be:-creating marvellous life forms :p

If I were an end, I would be:- the end of a painful life

If I were you, I would be:- congratulating myself on having finished reading this tag..heehee

Ahh...job done and im happy :)
P.S: i tag whoever has the time and the patience to do this tag..:D

December 17, 2007


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yesss its my di's birthday today...
well if u guys have been following my blog, u must be knowing of my sister already...
but for those of u who dont know her TADAAA!! now u do!

So after irritating her with different versions of happy birthday ,a couple of wch ive put up above, she finally asked me if i didnt have anything else to do than torture her by playing these birthday songs blast volume early in the morning...
hmpf!! nobody appreciates genuine emotions these days and to think i spent hours to search for these---the perfect birthday songs to torture ...err i mean 'wish' ur older sibling on their birthday...sigh!!

The emotional outburst started right from 12am when i played the first song startling her out of her skin...heehee...i wish i had my camera along to capture tht kodak moment...the poor soul probably expected me to come singing happy birthday and there i was lappie in hand, with a irritating version of happy birthday blaring in her ears...her pupils were almost dilated...*evil laugh*
After about 10 minutes, she came to me with

chief complaints of---
ears ringing with weird extraterrestrial noises
an acute episode of giddiness
and sudden blackouts

HOPI(history of present illness): patient was apparently alright prior to the last 10 minutes.
patient claims to have suddenly developed these symptoms after hearing a series of 'most horrendously played and sung' happy birthday songs wch led her to go in shock ever since...
auditory function tests after the episode were found to be normal...
no h/o (history of) convulsions
no h/o behavioral abnormalities much to younger siblings dissapointments
no h/o vomiting, nausea, pain though patient did complain of acute pain radiating from left arm wch subsided on being ignored by family members

patient claims of suffering from similar episodes in the past (right from childhood) on various ocassions from torture inflicted by lil sister---details not required as decided by doctor...though she claims that she was never subjected to such degree on her birthday(special consideration)...
other episodes included:
h/o vomiting after hearing lil sisters sob stories.
h/o convulsions on listening to siblings choice of music.
h/o sudden loss of reading skills when pestered to comment on little sisters blog
h/o frothing at the mouth and pretending to play dead when little sister tried reading her blog posts aloud.

[1]sleep pattern ---highly disturbed for the last 4 months (time shifted in younger siblings room)
due to :
a)little sisters waking up in the middle of the night on hearing imaginery voices and jolting big sister out of her dreams too.
b) little sister receiving calls from friends and messages at weird hours of the night wch are most often only checked by big sister as little sister is far far too busy in sleepy land and wont wake up even if theres an earthquake.
c)little sister talking in her sleep and as usual yapping like theres no tomorrow.
d)lil sisters sobs and whimpers which tend to get louder if big sister is pretending to be deaf and still asleep.
number of reasons forcefully limited as smart doctor gets the drift...:-/

[2]bowel and bladder habits---no gross altertation except for the rare bouts of diarrhoea and constipation when lil siter tries to experiment in the kitchen.

[3]appetite----reduced appetite only on those special ocassions when innocent sibling is eating like a famine-stricken glut (making her seem all the more 'miss perfect' and lil sister all the more lunatic)...hmpf!:-/
nonvegetarian most of the times except those special ocassions when little sister suddenly gets those 'nonveg foodie' craves..thts when patient tends to suddenly develop a thing for veggies and aversion to things wch were once living...*rolls her eyes*

[4]addictions: not any she has ever confessed..inspite of serious doubts expressed and investigation trials conducted by little sister

on treatment since many years on regular doses of wise cracks, smartass comments,unlimited sarcasm as prescribed by dr pri (who happens to be the lil sister as well).
patient compliance --very very poor.
no h/o any other treatment.

DIAGNOSIS BASED ON ONLY HISTORY:(as patient refused further examination and walked off shooting angry glances and threatening to strangle doctor with the nearest thing possible. doctor thought it was wise to let patient decide for herself because
1)'patients consent' is very very VERY important...
2) crazy patient can do anything as is not aware of her senses and right now couldent care less about public safety and doctors health...:-/
3)and most importantly, doctor spots the laptop cable hanging loose nearby and prefers to be alive...

so coming back to the diagnosis, i hereby conclude (considering the signs and symptoms, onset , duration and progress of the condition)that the patient was suffering from 'PIDS'-----PRI INDUCED DISTRESS SYNDROME.
(detailed study on the organism called pri in some other post)
which is soon to be aggrevated on hearing that little sister has not brought any birthday gift yet and that is the SURPRISE she was talking about...heehee
so guys if u dont hear from pri and read about some mysterious murder on the papers,u know whom to direct the cops to right?? ;p

ok ok enough of let me turn a little serious...and wish my di a very very very happppyyyyy birthday yet again.(this time in a more decent human style for wch i dont get labelled as a 'banshee'...hmpf!! :-/)
love u lottttsssssssssssssssssssssssss diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

Happy Birthday.mp3

(am now going shopping for that 'black forest' cake...i know its not ur fav, di...but remember??... its MINEEEE! yum yum...:p)

December 12, 2007

THOSE TIMES---straight from 2004 ...:)

Was going through some stuff in my saved documents and came across this piece i had penned (err typed) down years back in 2004...those med school days...those fun times with friends...ahh got me romancing with nostalgia again :)...
Well i noticed my style of writing has definitely changed...and tht got me smiling...
but then again,one thing ive noticed and am grateful hasent changed over time is the friendship i share with these ppl who still hold a very important place in my life...(well almost all *smiles*)...
A lot many more have been added along the way--maybe il'l write about them in some other post...:)
Coming back to these guys,even though we dont get to meet up as often as we usually did, and even though work and life has managed to get some of us hooked up in diff parts of the world, yet we never miss out on a chance to catch up...and yess those good ol days never manage to leave us alone when we do...sigh!!
This read brought all those ol times back and it was fun reading it...
I think il'l mail this to them ...afterall nostalgia is much sweeter when shared isnt it?? :)

--------------------------------------MARCH 2O04:8.30PM

FRIEND-------First one to Respond In Every Need and i decided 2 dedicate this post 2 them...though they deserve a lot more than tht..but neways here goes..:)
In life we all come across many ppl ...sum of whom we keep for ourselves as friends..:)Friends r those relatives we couldent choose but wished we could..n friendship is all bout havin fun ,sharin ur joys n yeah ur sorrows too..,havin the same frens n could i forget..the same enemies...
I love makin friends...n keepin them...n i believe friendship is something forever...
Well lemme say sumthin bout my friends now...they r a weird bunch..but its a crazy world anyways...
(pls note the names here are changed to umm mainly save my skin...:P)

1.MUSKAN----we call her "plumpy"...very jolly, funloving, lighthearted ..( i wish i could say the same bout her weight)..Her main aim in life is 2 lose weight...she speaks bout it, she cribs bout it, she dreams bout it, she cries bout it, she sighs bout it... but dosent DO nethin bout it...Plans remain plans whn it comes 2 diet control...I guess thts wht makes our friendship click.."THE WEIGHT FACTOR"..we sure hav this in comman..:(
2. MISS INDIA-----We call her tht..well "dilo ki rani ", "miss haseena" r her other names...guys swoon over her..not only a pretty face but very friendly n smart 2...MAIN AIM IN LIFE----to maintain her image..n yaa...her figure too....:)
3. SHAKEEL -----"the eternal casanova"...tht describes him all...."play boy","mr flirt" him wht u want...but he wont change..
He breaks his own record of makin girlfriends n then dumpin them...i don know how they still fall for him inspite of knowin him... well i guess its the "SHAKEEL CHARISMA"..;p...MAIN AIM IN LIFE--------to discover his "true lady love"..the search is endless...but he is enjoying every minute of the journey...:)..otherwise very goodnatured, cool, smart, dosent mess with ppl who dont want to mess with him...and when it comes to friends, he is one of the best..:)
...well hope he gets his miss right soon..
4.MANISH------we call him "MOOSA" after the film "PLAN"..we often tease him with plumpy...(the weight factor is common between them 2)...but we all know...tht plumpy has lost her Sweet little heart 2 Sumone Special...though she keeps denying it...(another thing in common between me n her..."THE DENIAL FACTOR")...HAHA...oops sorry 4 goin offtrack...comin 2 moosa..he is a nice person...good at heart...sumtimes acts kinda girlish though...maybe thts bcos of his increasing friendship with those silly junior chicks...moosa bhai...lage raho...;P
5.DEBBIE-----witty, humorous,always laughin...she has more guys as friends than girls...but absolutely "no hanky panky"...she keeps wishin she was a guy...wonder if she wud go in2 a gay relationship thn...haha...
but frankly speakin she is the heart of the gang...always thr 2 laugh at my PJs...",wht wud i hav done without u?"...
6. RACHU----goin steady with 1 of our profs..(actually junior resi)...wht more can i say rachu"...;P..all the best...
the weddin bells r gonna ring as soon as we join internship....they r a cute couple n mad bout each other 2...remain tht way..:)
7.TIPI-----whn we hear her name...all wht flashes b4 our eyes is with a laugh like tht ..she could scare kingkong away...whoever taught u 2 laugh like tht tipi..?? neways u rnt gonna marry kingkong r its okay i guess...;P
8. RAHUL-----nothin like the "rahuls" played by SRK...they r a complete contrast...our rahul is the total "geek"..always in2 books , always readin, no jokes , no girls no life...only exams ,exams, exams...we all feel he needs 2 get a life sumtime...but thn nobody wants 2 exchange lives with him...EXCEPT durin exams...ill exchange personalities with him ne exam day...duh! r brains a part of personality...i hope so...otherwise...I WANT MY WORDS BK...;p
9. MR LIAR-----WE CALL HIM THT COS THTS WHT HE IS BEST AT ----spinning yarns.
small or big, white or black...u name it...there isnt a yarn he hasent spun..n wow ! is he fast at it...even the strictest of proffs juss melt away after hearin him n gals, thts wht he learnt this art 4 i guess...good we know him 2 well 2 beleive him!
10.NEHA---she n mr liar wud hav been a great pair...she is juss like his female counterpart...the only diff being she dosent use her "fibbing abilities" with profs n gals...SHE USES THEM WITH US...
U shud see her b4 ne exam..we all know she slogs her ass out...but neha dear comes with the greeting line "I slept the whole night yaar...i dint study nethin..i don know wht 2 do.."
n not 2 nebodys surprise she stands among the toppers whn the results r out...MAN! she should get a phd at lying...
but aint she dumb....she uses the same greetin line all the time..n 2 top it all tht fake yawn..whn all of us know tht she is as fresh as a flower even after a whole nights studin n tht she dosent sleep a wink durin exams...haha

WELL ,this is bout my friends...ive got many more...Net friends, blog friends,family friends,whtever they may be like..
frenz r frenz..n we shud b grateful for havin them....n afterall


MUSIC ON MY MIND:(our fav song now and even back then) :)

December 09, 2007

go away!! all posts dont have titles...

Im feeling really helpless and at the same time angry at the sorry state im in nowadays...
Do i really have the right to take my decisions on my own?? i mean yeah, my folks keep telling me how much they trust me to take the right decisions and how im supposed to be the one ultimately making my choices in life...
but days like these i jus keep doubting this hullabaloo...
Maybe they just keep telling me tht so that i keep making the right decisions or rather making the decisions wch are actually compatible with theirs...and yet keep feeling tht they are entirely mine...or worse still so that im afraid tht i'll be held responsible if my decisions turn out to be wrong and so refrain from taking them all by myself and rather ask them for help in the first place...
Seriously there are these times when i fail to understand even family...
Have been taught to take my own decisions right from my childhood days...
then why am i feelin this 'pressure' of late?
Small things have begun to suddenly matter a lot...not tht they dint earlier...they always did but not upto a point where i'd tend to feel suffocated...
There is this sudden lack of space...this point where concern seems like interference...and where everything and everyone out there is waiting to prove u wrong prove ur incapable of handling life...
its getting on my nerves now...its MY friggin life dammit!!
All of a sudden, how come im being questioned a thousand times about whether im sure of what im doing or not...why is it tht im expected to do a certain thing even though im not really comfortable with it??
Sorry but i dont seem to get it! wht happened all of a sudden?
why this sudden 'i know whts best for u' attitude...wch ultimately leads to a lotta arguements...and more of all why this attitude camouflaged by something wch they feel will kinda talk me out of the decision...and if tht dosent work, then theres always that cold feeling of indifference in the air...
And having a difference of opinion dosent really help...i keep argueing, fighting, expressing my disagreement and ultimately feeling bad over how i behaved...
I ask why teach me to make independent decisions when sometime in the future u want to prove to me tht they'd go all wrong ..??
and to add to my irritation,why am i afraid of exactly that even though im pretty confident of my decisions?
Is it because im chicken?? when did i start being unsure of myself...unsure of wht i want...and if i really am tht confused than why this feeling of dissatisfaction tht im letting go of something ...of succumbing to a gnawing fear wch will surely engulf me , my confidence, my existence and whatever little is left of my individuality...
I mean thr comes a point when u jus need the space...and thats why i needed this holiday...but then if thts so, why is it tht im still thinking about it and writing this stupid post at 1.35am even when im sitting here miles away from home...
And then again, i dont know why im being ruthless as well...why i feel this intense dissatisfaction towards things going on...why i expect my family and close ones to shut up when i want them talk to me when i want them to...and more precisely exactly what i want them to...
Have been losing my patience over the slightest of things of late wch leads me into many an arguements and then eventually locking myself in my room feeling like a stranger in my own house or venting out , cribbing and ranting on my blog...avoiding phonecalls,constantly being in a cranky mood,sleeping almost all the time when im at home,making plans with friends and then calling them up to cancell them...ive been acting crazy i know...
I dont seem to give up but neither do they...
For the first time in life, im feeling claustrophobic!!

December 06, 2007

thinking about 'today'...

Sometimes time goes by so quickly...
It just seems yesterday that it was the start of 2007 and here i am counting the days to new years eve...
Its true...time just seems to fly...and yet sometimes it seems neverending...its ironical actually :)
sometimes the melody time plays seems to lock us in an eerie melancholy wch we can never hope to decipher...yet we are so enraptured by the tune that we never manage to break loose...
It binds us in a complex wrapwork wch often tempts us to look back into the past or try to peep into the future...and while we are at this, we often ignore our 'today'...
yes the same today wch is the only thing in our control...wch somewhere in some small little significant or insignificant way forms a part of our tomorrow...the same past wch kinda is responsible for shaping up the future...but why is it tht we ignore it when it is in the intermediate phase---the present??
Why do we prefer sighing about the past long gone or dreaming about the future long awaited??
Why are we stuck up in 'nostalgia' or 'blissful anticipation' instead of living and working towards a stable, secure and happy 'present' first??
We hardly notice what lies infront of us till its long gone past...
likewise we often tend to wait for something to happen...something to snap us out of the usual monotony of life...and while we keep hoping, we tend to overlook whats already happening...maybe its not significant enough at tht hour of time but who knows perhaps its the start of something...something we will wish we'd paid more heed to when we look behind at some point in the future...

I dont know if im making too much sense right now...
but heyy pay attention...who knows the pieces might just fall in place sometime soon...:)

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December 03, 2007

something i want to share...

I received this as an email from a well wisher...saying he/she (undisclosed) wanted me to read it...this was kinda a response to my post 'knock knock anybody there??!' (or so i'd like to believe)
On reading this , i did experience a strange kinda peace of mind...and so i thought of puttin it up here too...
and hereby i also thank the 'caring soul' who sent this fwd across to me...
i did receive the same fwd from a coupla friends too later i knew it was getting circulated...
just sharing it with u guys :)
> Hello God, I called tonight
> To talk a little while
> I need a friend who'll listen
> To my anxiety and trial.
> You see, I can't quite make it
> Through a day just on my own...
> I need your love to guide me,
> So I'll never feel alone.
> I want to ask you please to keep,
> My family safe and sound.
> Come and fill their lives with confidence
> For whatever fate they're bound.
> Give me faith, dear God, to face
> Each hour throughout the day,
> And not to worry over things
> I can't change in any way.
> I thank you God, for being home
> And listening to my call,
> For giving me such good advice
> When I stumble and fall..
> Your number, God, is the only one
> That answers every time.
> I never get a busy signal,
> Never had to pay a dime.
> So thank you, God, for listening
> To my troubles and my sorrow.
> Good night, God, I love You, too,
> And I'll call again tomorrow!
> P.S. Please bless all my friends and family too.

often we tend to worry about things we cant change or do anything about...i guess we just have to let them be and trust HIM...
somewhere we do know we need 'him' (the one up there), believe in 'him' and have matter how angry or irritated we are...somewhere we can never give up on 'him'...and that is another universal truth of life...:)
maybe he has something planned for all of us...maybe he hasent...but thats not for us to worry about...cos as they say 'HE knows it best' :)
sometimes u gotta stop looking for answers and just wait till they find u themselves...

take care
and keep the faith! :)