E'x'presso...

And that..is the end of the innings

2010-05-28T10:36:00.000-07:00

Yes. My last post on blogger. Im moving to wordpress, and would be available at SunnySneh from now on. This seems to be like a last day mail while leaving the company. Thanks for being good blogger ! I will miss you.

Sunny days are here !

Signing off.
Snehith.

Subtle Musings..

2008-09-14T22:06:00.000-07:00

“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.” – William Wordsworth - Daffodils

You are the daffodil to my heart
A thing of beauty that brings me always gay
I want to remove the differences between us
That are moving our hearts apart

When thoughts go wrong, and feelings get sunk
Tears flow along and the eyes seem drunk
An Ode to the heart never seemed to be fair
And the mind was lost in despair.

Those eyes which are full of life,
Eyes which can never betray
Like the bright of fire or the soothe of the lake
They are the abode that a man loves to stay

An inner voice said, what happened to you,
You were always so happy, so full of gay
Smile on the façade always was so true
But the truth behind it looks a mile away.

Innocence in the smile, as pretty as a child
Warmth that would never cease
Like the early sun or the humid earth
Like the cozy tunnel and winter morning breeze

Soft were the tears as I thought in gaze
It was never me, my voice replied
Mind felt inside like a barbwire maze
The pain was still fresh though long ago it died.

Cordial and tender as the petal of the flower
You occur to man as a bottle of wine,
A Privilege when cool and a fiery aftermath
Exotic as the beach and the candle light dine.

Love can happen in an easy span
No one predicted where the aftermath lead
It can rip off the soul of a man
Leaving on a path with no road ahead.

Why is it me ?, the voice asked
As the past slowly faded along
Autumn always followed with spring
But the voice sang the same song

The song which said nothing special
Nothing but love all around
It sang of the mirth that felt so warm
The mirth which was lost and never found

- Snehith Allamraju.

'Law't to ponder over..

2008-09-02T12:14:00.000-07:00

The law isn't justice. It's a very imperfect mechanism. If you press exactly the right buttons and are also lucky, justice may show up in the answer. A mechanism is all the law was ever intended to be. Raymond Chandler (1888-1959) U.S. writer of detective fiction.
My blog’s new theme is reminiscent of my opinion about the judicial system in India, Blank and White. I have been yearning to write about this topic which I feel has always troubled, after puzzling me. This is supposed to be a voice for my opinions on the legal system in India, the people and a few cases which I’ve noticed in the recent past. I google for the exact meaning of three terms which are interweaved into one another , and I find these.
Law : 1.the principles and regulations established in a community by some authority and applicable to its people, whether in the form of legislation or of custom and policies recognized and enforced by judicial decision.
Judiciary :
1. the judicial branch of government.
2. the system of courts of justice in a country.

Court :
a. A person or body of persons whose task is to hear and submit a decision on cases at law.
b. The building, hall, or room in which such cases are heard and determined.
c. The regular session of a judicial assembly.
Indian legal system has a single judiciary with three divisions, the district courts, the high court and the Supreme Court, the last one being at the helm and having the powers of the apex court. The ‘Sovereign Democratic Republic’ we are, as per the preamble of the constitution, it called for a need to align the judicial system into a bouquet of courts so as to ensure justice at any step of the hearing of a case. Though we have a federal system and existence of Central Acts and State Acts in their respective spheres, the constitution had generally provided for a single integrated system of Courts to administer both Union and State laws. Laws are again of various types such as criminal, administrative, constitutional, labour, marriage, property, cyber and more recently corporate. Let me not go into the details of them, but my area of concern is more towards the criminal laws and cases related to them.
The ‘system’ in India, as it is popularly known as, has off late been known for its ‘pro-politician’ nature and ‘anti-common man’ mentality. Siddharth in RDB says, “Yahan pe kuch bhi nahin badalne wala hai “. Such is the confidence of the common man in the Indian judicial system is that, courts are now a days known to be tangled and the verdicts given in major cases are almost always questioned in the higher court, or are influenced by men in power and money in their purses. Here are a few cases in the recent past that have been notable for their introduction of the phenomenon of “Trial by Media” in India.

Nitish Katara
Priyadarshini Mattoo
Jessica Lall
Arushi Talwar

Three Cheers..

2008-03-07T07:17:00.000-08:00

March 7th.

3 Years..
24 posts...
55 comments...

(Read in Chiranjeevi's style in the navratan cool ad :P )

This pretty much sums up my blogging on this page.
8 posts per year on an average..Duh..
Agreed that studies were the main focus for the last first two years..
So i find myself blogging well ( well in the sense of better than the previous ) from june last year..with 12 posts out of the 24 coming till date since june'07.

Google Analytics has been a very good help.But i guess i need to comment on more(newer,strangers') blogs, improve the quality and the variety of posts, and of course most importantly the frequency.

Aiming to do that in the times to come.
I've always blogged for myself and for the passion of writing something and to find myself on a constant learning and improvement curve in terms of my language,expression and quality of writing on the whole.

"Seeking to express emotional experiences along with the impressions on the external world.." I say..And i still seek that.Expression remains the order of the day,words the constitution.

It may not be an achievement.But for me it has been a space which i've always looked up to for being myself.And i love it.

Will leave you with some Statistics for the blog for the period Feb 5 '08 to Mar 6 '08
63 visits
34 absolute unique visitors
78 pageviews
1.24 average page views
00:01:00 Time on site ( Wish to improve that one )
85.71% bounce rate ( kool !! )
47.62 new visits

The body..

2008-03-07T06:13:00.001-08:00

They found him lying in a pool of blood on the sands in the beach. The blood mixed with the wet sand was ravishing red but not pungent. His hands were tied with coconut ropes which were sold at a nook corner of the beach. The location was quite strange for such a horrible murder, because it was usually a lovers’ paradise. The quiet beach with the mountains in the back drop and warm, wet sand to stroll through and perfect palm trees and think bushes around. The body lying beneath the tree suggested that it was in harmony with the colors around and above it.

His hair was stranded. There was a calm sense prevailing in his face. It showed no emotions what so ever, but just at the look of it one got the feeling of content and warmth. It was as if he was fully content with the state his body was in. His back was stabbed with the tree branch lying beside the body now, and his white shirt with the red blood was like a new fashion statement. His rugged beard was smeared with blood as well, and his face was beaten up with such violence that it felt as if it had been banged to the rocks a thousand times. But still his eyes stood still, wide open. They looked as if they were searching for something for a long time, and had got them finally with the state he was in. Blood trickling from the nose had dried up, and looked like the icing on a cake.

His body was bruised badly, and his hands and legs showed signs of him being whipped like a cow on its back. His denim jeans, torn at the feet, were subject to the tide waters all night, and so were like fresh vegetables ready to be cooked. His fingers seemed as if they were bitten, by human or by animals it made no difference. But his palms looked as if they were desperate to hold to something very dear, but couldn’t. There was a sense of desire in those fingers. A desire to move. But in a position that they cannot. The body was still, and the hair moved gently in the sea breeze blowing in the quiet morning.

People were all around the place. For this was the first time they had heard of news about a murder in this place famous as a cupid’s home. The police came around, sealed the place for security. Called up the ambulance and started looking for clues. They searched virtually everywhere except for the deep blue waters. This was their first case in many many years, and the first murder case within their police station limits. They had only solved burglaries till now. But never murders. This was the first one, and it was a brutal one to start with. Amid sobs from the local junta,The ambulance arrived. They cleaned up the body. As soon as they lifted the body and were pushing it into the van, the police had found their clue.
It was a clue. But it left them clueless.
It said “ I love you ra – From your sweetheart” on the sand beneath the body..

Adaappavi..

2008-03-04T07:05:00.000-08:00

" Deii..Rhomba feel pannavai " This was the first line i learnt in Tamil ( with the help of Y! audibles )..and whenever i figured out some of my friends were from Madras, i sat by their side and tried to figure out what they were talking.

During my training days, my batch happened to be mixed with a few hundred odd people from Madras.And luckily for me, few of them happened to me my batchmates then , my teammates after that.During training, i used to poke around them saying " Dude u guys have to teach me Tamil ". They asked why i wanted to learn tamil so eagerly. I used to reply saying because i am a fan of Trisha ( Read Nayanatara now :P ), i want to watch her movies.They said that we make a deal.I teach them telugu and they would teach me Tamil.

When i was into a project, i was the only guy who dint understand/spoke Tamil.One guy from Hyderabad ( my batchmate and roomie ) could understand Tamil, and my senior pros in the project used to speak in Tamil I cudn't figure out what they were speaking about and also looked a bit foolish when i used to smile at the jokes which i dint understand.But then determination paved in.And slowly but surely, i have started to understand little bit of tamil, though i can't speak it except for small words and phrases like " Vaymudu" , " Saaptiya " , " Solraan " , " Adaappavi "( I heard it wada-pav the first time, the food freak which i am :P ) .And i've been addicted to use "da" and "macha" along with "maadi","mama","babai","orey"..

Got to know that Tamil has its very own slangs like all languages do, and that the one spoken in Madras is the cocktail of tha lot.My cousins stay in chennai, and so i messaged them one day saying "Saaptiya ?", and they were like what's wrong with this guy..

PS : Naan oru thadamai sonna, nooru thadamai sonnaa maadiri :)

PPS : NOM

PPPS : I prefer 'Madras' to 'Chennai' , 'Bombay' to 'Mumbai', 'Calcutta' to 'Kolkata', 'Poona' to 'Pune', 'Bangalore' to 'Bengalooru'...

PPPPS : I wanted to write more, but dont know why i am unable to write what i intended to

The leap

2008-02-29T01:38:00.000-08:00

First of all..Many Happy Returns of the day to everyone who were born today ! Good to know that you grow an year older officially once in only 4 years..I wonder how well u would celebrate it to make worth of the wait :P

February 29th.The extra day.This date reminds me always of the frustration i faced/face while working on Calendar based problems in Aptitude.

The concept:February 29 is a date that occurs only every four years, in years evenly divisible by 4, such as 1988, 1996, 2008 or 2016 (with the exception of century years not divisible by 400, such as 1900).

The Algorithm : if ((year modulo 4 is 0) and (year modulo 100 is not 0)) or (year modulo 400 is 0) then leap else no_leap

Few interesting facts :
* There is a tradition that women may make a proposal of marriage to men only in leap years, further restricted in some cases to only February 29.
* In 1712,February 29 is followed by February 30 in Sweden, in a move to abolish the Swedish calendar for a return to the Old style.
* A person who was born on February 29 may be called a "leapling". In non-leap years they may celebrate their birthday on 28 February or 1 March.

Edit : In a few years from now..May be for the next leap year, i wish to see myself 4 folds from what i am now,in thought,in writing,in knowledge,in my purse if u want me to add, but not in physical size mind you.

The quiz : Someone prominent from India was born/passed away on Feb 29th.. Any idea ??

Wanted to make a post on feb 29th..I wish i improve in my frequency of posting and the substance of the posts for the next feb 29th..

తెలుగు తరంగాలు..

2008-02-21T08:07:00.000-08:00

తన కురులను తాకుతూ లాలించు అంది నా మనసు
తనలో దాగున్న అందం నాకే తెలుసు
సూతి మెత్తని తన చేతి లో చేయి కలిపి నడవాలని నా ఆశ
తాను లేకపోతే వ్యర్థం ఈ జీవితం, ఆగిపోతుంది శ్వాస..
..స్నేహిత్

Are you social enough ??

2008-02-19T06:58:00.000-08:00

“Today's problems cannot be solved if we still think the way we thought when we created them.”
says Albert Einstein.

These are days of mad rush where a person doesn’t have a time to sit, relax and think for himself and about the world. And in the process, anything that irritates him often mounts up to as a problem. Even a person with impeccable energy levels can get bogged down because of the illusion and inhibition of a problem with him or around him. It only takes for an initiative by a second or a third person to calm things down and help the person realize the situation and deviate to the small things in life that can heal his stress and make his mind better relaxed, and him a better person. And as we all know, often, people with awakened social consciousness are more active and morally stable.

People are the genes that maketh the society. Organizations that collectively and collaboratively work for a better future in various fields are a paradigm of this. A person who is socially conscious is inclined to avoid confrontation by being communicatively efficient. The greater the influence of the communication source over the recipient, the greater would be the recipient’s change/effect in favor of the source and his objective. And this calls for a vibrant yet diligent set of ideas that when implemented can bring about considerable change, if not a big one , in the way people think and act.

The tech savvy generation has a certain déjà vu in terms of how and when to handle things. Corporate firms these days rope in individuals who have the zeal and the capacity in themselves to do something for the company, for themselves and for the society. Contributions of the youth in these activities have been notable. The challenge for the companies has been to address and handle both the desires and frustrations of the younger generation. There is a certain philosophy in terms of the pressures the individuals ought to handle and the challenges arising emotionally because of work.

Often, the workplaces today are so diverse that we find mini countries in themselves. People differing in ideologies, nationalities, cultural and socio-economic backgrounds conjure up to work. And in such situation, a difference in opinion is a crux matter. The way people look at issues, the insight and knowledge they have in them, the way they think and react to circumstances are as dissimilar as unpredictable.

This calls for the establishment of a strong common ground for all individuals to stand tall and make their point so that good ideas are not lost in the crowd and wrong mentalities don’t carry forward. Vox populi, which is pretty much a inherent part of any firm or an organization today, is the best and the most reliable means where in any individual can be a part of. The only thing that is of concern is how well they utilize these resources and opportunities and how managed the resources really are. It is sad to note that such resources are often used as a ground for complaints and cribbing rather than discussions that help for a better living. Attitude of individuals is another major factor that is directly manifest in these forums. This again is directly proportional to the ideas and ideologies he/she has in life. Responsibility of a person as a contributor to the society has to be made clear and it should be reinforced that if an individual expects anything at all from the society, he can only get it if he has given anything to the society in the first place.

Generation Y concentrates on being civic minded as an individual, consumer and employee, and it is the most watched about group as pioneers in building tomorrow’s society by historians, critics and sociologists alike. And being in the centre of such attraction, young minds are ambitious enough to make their own brand of social consciousness. Call it as their attempt to add weight in their curriculum vitae , as a mark of individualism or even as an act of going with the crowd, today’s youngsters understand and exhibit the need to volunteer and help for a better society. Their concern for the environment, their worry for the needy and their frustration towards their surroundings all are catalysts in nurturing their civic responsibility to the next level.

The blend of such young, raring-to-go minds and experienced, mature thoughts can surely bring about an effective society. The young guns have their ideas to implement, and when taken under the umbrella of expert inputs, and knowledgeable guidance, even a lethargic mind would take notice and start thinking. And in this process, true potential can be recognized. It is a two way progression. The youth should take care and understand from the wealth of experience which the seniors possess and have the patience to learn and flexibility to adapt. The seniors also should understand that they have to go with the constant learning process and try to be as instrumental as possible to cultivate the ideas and ambitions the youth have.

So i can only ask you one thing..Are you socially conscious ?

-Snehith.

Happiness can be shortlived if u try taking it in ur hands :)

2008-02-12T06:56:00.001-08:00

Give it a thought..

2008-02-06T05:15:00.000-08:00

At times people let time take decisions for them rather than they taking decisions for themselves. There can be many factors which influence this. It can be because they don’t have the proper mental stamina to take the situation into their hands, either they are preoccupied with more important things in life , are influenced by other sources , are compelled in doing so or are too scared in thinking of the future. It can so happen that in lines of thinking of the future, they miss the basic that life is individualistic in the end. No matter whom u live with , whom you care for , whom you succumb to or whom you compromise for, at the death bed, no one will be with you other than your true inner self.

Imagine this. You know you would die in a few minutes. You have no time left in this world. You can’t change whatever you’ve done in the past. Its no time to regret. You want to take something with you, some person , something valuable , which you feel you cant live without. But you know it isn’t possible. And no one is as stupid to leave their lives for you. Imagine your legs losing weight. Imagine your mind going into darkness. Imagine yourself being sucked into an unknown hollowness where you have nothing but only you. Lifeless. Scary thought right ?? That’s how it would be. And when you feel you will regret something at such a time, why do it at the first place ? Many questions to answer at that time. Many for which you might not have an answer that would satisfy you to close your eyes peacefully.

And to avoid such situations , if a person can take a few minutes off thinking about this before taking important decisions in life, I’m sure we would have very less troubled mortals. Agreed that thoughts, mind-set, morals , feelings, society, community , race, religion, situation , belief, principles , persons, individualism, care, satisfaction, spontaneity all such issues come into foray while a decision is ought to be taken. But just a thought about the future, just a peek into what would happen, most importantly to themselves, after a few years and how the decision would take toll on them mentally , would do wonders . Also avoids many situations which we had talked about in the previous para.

In my opinion, a person should question himself what he wants, how dearly he wants, how he can cope with others for the decision he has taken, whether he would be really satisfied with it, whether he would repent,retaliate,revert about it at any point of time in his life, and whether he would be at peace with it in the journey. Every person is responsible for himself, for the way his life is, for the decisions he take, for the way he is in the past, right now, in the near future and at the end. I guess the attitude, want to achieve something is the driving force behind decisions. Influence is inevitable. But what is life if you are living it on the order of others ? If you feel life will go on, then this may not make minimum sense. But if you are of the opinion that life is under your control and you have to manage things that go or don’t go in your way, this is just basic. I feel this very thing separates graduates from IITans, Businessmen from the Successful ones, Actors from Stars.

Give it a thought. Unfortunately, life doesn’t give a second chance.

-Snehith.

BookShelf..

2007-12-26T03:28:00.000-08:00

June 12th'2007. I was tagged by Sushamakka to write about books i had liked the most..Back then i dint like writing about books which i had never read. From then on , co-incidentally and thankfully, I've accustomed myself into reading again , a habit which had gone missing from my list of hobbies after my school days. Worm i was , sure.Because they were my best friends always ( i'm not talking about the class-room ones mind you ). I remember buying Tinkle , Gokulam , and Champak every issue.

The first major novel-kind-of book which i had bought was a compilation of John Keats poems, a poet whom i've always adored and who inspired me into so-called poetry which i write. But after that , +2 and Engineering were full of technical stuff.From Resnick and Hallidays to the J.D.Lees , from the Milliman and Halkias to the NagoorKanis, they were the best resources for Knowledge. And then of course came the Shakuntala Devis and George Summers for the puzzles. Between all theses , i always had the zeal to read books which were of off the track. Some just for relaxation , and some just to catch up with the pace of the world. And in this process i happened to read the Hardy Boys during my school days, and then the Harry Potter series during my +2 and graduation.

The following books i happened to read in the last few months , and believe me , they have brought to me a fresh whiff of enthusiasm for reading , and an interest which seems only to be growing.

Five Point Someone - Chetan Bhagat

This book , about 'what not to do at IIT' , took me through " how screwed up things can get if you don't think straight." The story about the three guys,Hari, Alok and Ryan, their lives and their struggle academically , personally , and emotionally is quite captivating. From Parental pressure to familial obligations, gender roles to dating, sex ,drugs and suicide, this book has them all.And in Chetan Bhagat's narration, the story just moves like a slide show in front of our eyes.

What i personally took from this book is about how not to get into troubles by postponing things and to always give preference to things and events in life which are top priority at that point of time. And to think about the future and to plan for it, but not forgetting the present and what best to do to make the pathway for the future.and not to sacrifice our youth for the sake of a better adulthood.And definitely not to think like Hari in the book, when he says "It's amazing how happy one can be,with low expectations of one's self.". With Chetan Bhagat's other book One night @ the call center slated to be relased as a movie , i plan to catch up with the book before i watch the movie.

The Alchemist - Paulo Coelho

"Jab koi kisi chez ko dil se chahe toh puri kayenat ussee tumse milane mi jut jati hai" flaunts ShahRukh Khan in the recent Bollywood flick Om Shanti Om. Now that's straight from this book of Paulo Coelho.Author of books such as 'The Fifth Mountain' , 'Maktub' and 'Elecen Minutes' , Paulo Coelho's bestseller , 'The Alchemist' , teaches us the basic rules of life . This is the story of a sheperd boy Santiago who understands the eternal language ,the language of God, without knowing that it is a secret power of recognising omens which not everyone posseses. In his journey for realising his dream to meet the merchant's daughter , Fatima, he meets people such as the old woman , the merchant , the Englishman and the king , who tell him all about the deserts,the books , the path to pyramids and not to forget, the truths of life.And about the Philosopher's Stone and the Elixir of Life that grant immortality.

What i took from this book ? Well let me tell you. It made me realise how true the eternal language concept was, and was able to relate every part of the theory and the philosophy in it. On a outlook , i started seeing life as a person who is on an expedition in mars. When you look down to the Earth from there, all the problems and all the relatively complex relations with the entities in the world would seem so tiny isn't it ? I thought about it. And believe me it gave me a much needed push to look at life in a new perpective. Must Read for every individual ready to face the actual world i believe. And im happy i read it at the correct time :)

As the Crow Flies - Jeffrey Archer

This is the typical "rags to riches " kind of novel from the stables of Jeffrey Archer. I'm sure everyone would have seen the movie " Guru " . This novel is on the same lines. It is about Charlie Trumper , his life and all the happenings , in his angle and from various other angles of the characters in the novel. This was another highly intriguing novel which i just couldn't out down .Of the 743 pages, I remember reading 50-60 pages daily and sneaking out about 120 odd on a holiday.This is about the story of how a green grocer realises his dream of owning a huge mall in the heart of London.
This book brought me in terms with all the business scenarios and as well as the different ranks in the army as well. How bidding is done , how politics are played, how hearts are won and how people can be betrayed.How dreams can be realised and how external forces play against us in the ugliest of manners. How stakes are claimed, how shares are shared , how wills are manipulated and how tempers are glared.How friends can be of help and how strangers can be quite a mess.How mothers can do anything to make a chile confess.How life takes us through problems and how we can get out of them , successfull. Everything.I guess the para above says it all.My first read of a JA novel , and i am left wanting for more.

Other books such as "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows - J.K.Rowling", " You Can Win - Shiv Khera " i read. But I was not as influenced by them as the above three. Presently my table boasts of The Fountainhead - Ayn Rand . Read about 70 pages of it.All about Architecture.Another masterpiece ready to be gobbled up.Am sure i will come up with another post like this after 6 months or so. Better enlightened and better equipped.

P.S : @ Sushamakka..yes i did remember your tag, so dont hesitate to tag me further as well ;)
@ Preetam : Books are mightier than G.I.Joe's ?? You really think so ?? :p

Hmm..

2007-12-13T17:15:00.000-08:00

These are times when retired F1 greats drive a taxi to get their family in time to catch a flight.Was just wondering whether even he has to face the wrath at home..i guess he has to.No wonder he loved his sport.While the cry-baby quietly slips back into his cradle which brought him to his feet , only after he had played with his hot wheels which were never his , the prince declares his return to the kingdom with his fine display of masterstrokes at a battle where eventually , light won.Not much at a distance , an 'almost' winner is partying with a 'super-model' and a 'tennis sensation' with a ' now single ' movie star.Far away , a lone machine is limping away on a barren land , breaking stones, collecting samples of information and discovering traces of silica which are usually found only near volcanic areas , suggesting life could be possible. A tiger lashed out at two lions saying that they don't contribute much to the forest's economy and welfare, saying that they are more interested in their prey rather than the growth of the forest and that the forest isn't benefited from its own beings.A 'Midas' is now at the pinnacle of a financial organisation , aiming to turn the rust into gold .And inside a few architectural beauties , thousands are talking with their fingers , and working mechanically,passionately,out of love,out of hatred,out of necessity,in despair, in tension , in a calm , in curiosity, in boredom,contented,depressed,happy,hopeful,thoughtful.You 'super-poke' them,you 'sucker-punch' them..They will not care nor budge.Because some of them have just learnt that 'Fat Bank balances are key to marital-bliss' ;)

Thanks and Regards !

2007-10-29T04:40:00.001-07:00

For once, let the image do the talking....
Click on the image if you don't wanna strain your pretty eyes..

What say....:D
;)

Forgotten..

2007-10-02T10:03:00.000-07:00

This is what can be called "Gandhigiri to the core "..The whole of the nation celebrates Gandhi Jayathi today..2nd of october.Techies,students,executives all enjoying a day off in the name of the mahatma..many a tv channels flaunting a song or a movie or a documentary in the name of the legendary leader..

" I believe in the equality of everyone except reporters and photographers " is one of the quotes of Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi(MKG)..And on his very birthday, it seems people have other ideas.It may be true that MKG had a tremendrous impact on the freedom struggle and was the driving force for an Independent India..Fair enough..But lets not forget people who were in his shadows doing all the work..and were pioneers for building blocks of the young India.

He was instrumental in pushing the Green Revolution in India and spent almost nine years in jail during India's freedom struggle.Known for his honesty and humility, this man commanded a great deal of respect in the Indian populace.Though ineffectual in dealing with economic and food crisis in the country, he was successful in implementing Nehruvian idealogies in his administration.The landslide successes of his Party in the General Elections of 1952, 1957 and 1962 were in a very large measure the result of his complete identification with the cause and his organisational genius.He coined the term " Jai Jawan,Jai Kisan" during Ind0-Pakistani war of 1965 and was greatly acknowleged by his partymen as a man of great integrity and competence.The third prime minister of India..He is none other than Shri Lal Bahadur Shastri.
And he was born on October the Second...

He may not be as iconic as MKGji..his resume may not boast of accomplishments that are worthy of hailing him..but still he has got to be remembered on his day..OK let us put it this way..he also has to be remembered on October the second..For the records, Lal Bahadur Shastri was deeply influenced by the political teachings of Mahatma Gandhi. "Hard work is equal to prayer," he once said, in accents profoundly reminiscent of his Master. In the direct tradition of Mahatma Gandhi, Lal Bahadur Shastri represented the best in Indian culture.

I don't find any newspaper or any news channel remembering him today..Vijay Ghat will have visitors for sure, but the sad and ignored state of the LB stadium in Hyderabad might just sum up the story.

Ctrl + Alt + Del Version 1.0

2007-08-12T09:54:00.001-07:00

Some one said, " Life would have been much better had I known the source code "..I'm sure everyone knows what a source code is..But for the dummies..Source code is the basic programming written for any computer application to be working on a specific functionality..

Remember Uncle Scrooge and his three nephews,Huey,Dewey and Louie from the Walt Disney's Duck Tales ?? One of the lines in his comics read

"Here I sit in this big lonely dump, waiting for Christmas to pass! Bah! That silly season when everybody loves everybody else! A curse on it! Me—I'm different! Everybody hates me, and I hate everybody!"

You may be wondering as to what has Uncle scrooge to do with a source code..Einstein took time to prove his relativity theory to the world..And so will I..

I happened to attend a session on work life balance at my office..The speaker said life is programmed..and that got me thinking..Life is truly programmed..Every thought, action and deed is carefully planned and programmed.But like every program, even these have bugs. Bugs not created at the start but thrown in during the course of life.Bugs in the form of distress due to failures,impacts due to an incident, conclusions without firm reasons , stubborn in decisions , perplexed judgements, fear of failure , lack of ambition are a few of them.Some people spend time thinking so much on their negatives that they seldom realise that the mere thought of a negative is in itself a negative.

Living a purposeless life is as good as living death.Look life beyond its source code.I believe the creator to be a customer of Microsoft.He has loaded in us a proprietary software for which only he holds the license and can upgrade whenever he likes to.But it is up to you to decide whether you keep the system as it is and live with the bugs,or whether you install a proper antivirus in you or have the courage to format and re-install yourself to be working fine.

My take on it is simple.We all know the keys Ctrl, Alt and Del on our keyboards.Pressing them together invokes the task manager that can help you to add remove processes working in your computer and also give you the performance of the CPU.In this era where the keyboard is made to do the typing rather than the pen do the writing, life can also be viewed upon as an entity that can be made better with proper understanding of the Ctrl,Alt and Del theory.

Ctrl-(Control) : Control on your life is solely in your hands.You are responsible for you.Decisions taken , priorities chosen should all be done keeping in mind YOU first, because ultimately,its your life.Believe in self-worth rather than the net-worth.
Alt-(Alter) : Alter things you don't like.Be frank in telling people what you want and what you ought not to do.Strive for the better you..firstly within you and secondly for the you among others.Build the walls of optimism.
Del-(Delete) : Delete from life anything which you feel uncomfortable.Remove the mask of uncertainties.Get rid of the poignant laziness and eradicate the underlying doubts about your abilities and strengths.

Coming to uncle scrooge, he had this "all-the-money-in the world" tag to himself..but the fact remains that he was always a crude character..tensed up about his money and enemies..and always alone cursing himself..Had he been a more smiling character like his nephew Donald,i feel he would have enjoyed life better ! .

I am no counselor to preach bookish wisdom on life..nor have i any experience of a psychologist..Its just my view and my opinion of looking at it..And i say all this keeping in mind the underlying fact that it is difficult to put into practice than preach.

I like the status message "Message from God..Rebooting the world..please log off". It makes us realise that some day..every one of us has to log off..But unlike in our computers, we cannot switch users ..nor do we have the password to re-login again..

" I would rather fail in a cause that will ultimately succeed than in a cause that would ultimately fail " - Woodrow Wilson.

Weekend Blues...

2007-07-22T09:55:00.000-07:00

Sunday it was...got up in the late 8'o clocks...which was early when compared what my best friend woke up...( Called her at 11 30 a.m. an she was still sleeping.. )..and considering the fact that i had a late nite premiere of the movie "Flavors" on dvd at home last night...it was a commendable job to get up as early.A line bout the movie.It movie was quite simple..about life in the US..Indians to be precise..and the software industry..very straight..and very heartening to watch..and I bet u'll have it in ur mind as a hangover . I had it.

Coming back...I switched on to world space immediately,because i dont want the subscription to go waste as such ;)...switched on the computer..had my usual routine of checking out scraps and offlines..And after all the "formalities" :P...went and had a decent luking hair cut..which my parents usually call the "sadhana-cut"..{ Felt bad to lose on the hard-earned "big boy look" if i can call..always does }...And just when i got ready and was about to leave for my first ~Pankhudi campaign...i get a call from my cousin to take a chill for the meet today..as i was already late by half an hour..i knew it was on the cards..because i knew i was late...and i knew it was because it was the weekend...

Now trying to think of how to spend the rest of the day is, i feel, a very tough job.Because there are so many options available..there is so much to do..and there is this "so-little-time" thing that keeps popping in my mind everytime..The following were the options i had and the statement following was what i had in mind about them..in alphabetical order..

Clean up my room.."Nah..No matter how many times i do it, it takes a full circle and is the same the next evening..So no worth in doing it..Lite le"
Music -- " Thts obvious parellel processing..Nothing there to consider it as an option"
Orkut and GTalk--" Ab kaun rahega..Everyone will be busy in their own family matters..Again can be considered..but less interest"
Read for the on-going training program--"Situation looks grim right now with a similar looking cgpa..i guess i can walk in the foot steps of Chetan Bhagat and pen down a Three-Point-Sumone...Hmm lets see"
Go for a ride on the bike -- " Its sunday bey..."
Sleep -- " Mom's gonna kick my a** .Abhi do ghante pehle toh utha hoon "
Visit a friend/Call sumone -- " I'm too lazy today for that ".
Wash my car--" Came from servicing just two weeks back buddy,lets do it the next week"
Watch Television--" Hmm..Valid option.CAN be considered "

Having such a range of options and such opinions on them, i was in a spot of bother.But i felt that this is not gonna work. And i shortlisted the option for which i dint had to spend much energy for.. Switched on the idiot box..Sat down...Zapped through channels at random..Found out that Star Cricket was finally linked up to by the operator..thanked him because it meant he made my evening.Watched the laighter challenge for sometime. One thing which was a stand out for me today in the show was a phrase .. Lassi with Laxman..similar to Kofee with Karan...I felt it was a great idea to start off something like that on a blog..like a weekly post or sumthing ..to add a tinge of humour to the blog..anyways it was just an idea..

And then ...had a sumptuous lunch..courtesy mom..And having no other option in the weekdays but to eat at the food courts..having a full lunch prepared by mom is always a welcome change..And then started trouble..It was 2 o clock by the time i was done with lunch..3-4 hours more to go before the F1 race starts and immediately followed by Ind-Eng day 4..LIVE.A voice from my inside said.."Yaar book atleast khol na..padh mat..magar atleast giv it a try..It will be a good feeling that atleast u've opened the books on the weekend " and another said.. " Yaar bahut thak gaya..so ja..". Eyes seemed liked they were more interested in the second voice..I wanted to go with the first..But Mom had other plans..She came up to me and got me this brilliant refreshing option of taking her out to my cousins plance for an hour..Beacuse logically thinking, that would cover most of my options. I had to wipe the car before i took it out ( if not clean it ), i could go for a drive , i could listen to music on the drive.So there i was, out in the afternun sun, in the ac, with my mom.Having spent some time there, by the time i was back it was 4:30..and to my surprise, i see dad sticking some stickers on my room's ceiling..and It was indeed those stars and the moon thing that you can daze at night while on bed..and lo..there was another option popping up..half an hour for stcking the rest of the radiums..5 o clock..Race could start anytime now..Raikonnen was on pole..but most importantly..My Fav Fernando Alonso was on the front row..with the rookie hero Lewis Hamilton way back five rows for the first time in his career..I wanted to watch the race badly..And then suddenly mausam badal gaya..( " zindagi ne zindagi bhar gham diye..jitne bhi mausam diye sab nam diye " )..started drizzling..and was so dull outside that i could resist myself from a nap...

By the time i got up..It was 7:30 in the evening. Race ended..match started..Kevin Pietersen was on song..and i remembered that i had to go to the ATM..else i dint have a single penny in my purse for the week..So went out..tuk the cash..got my watch re-adjusted..cam back..watched Kofee with Karan..Akshay Khanna it was with Anil Kapoor..Akshay impressed as always..And here i am ..finally at the end of the day..watching India wither under the english bowling..facing another full week of hectic schedules and not-known surprises life has got in store...without touching the books on the weekend..and most importantly..Posting in my blog after years...Applause applause..

Radio Jhankar plays : " ...Jab mile thodi fursat...khud se karle mohabbat..In dino dil mera..khud se hai keh raha..." and the poster in my room reads " I can..but I won't "

Seek Not My Heart - By Kit McCallum

2007-03-14T04:14:00.000-07:00

Oh gentle winds 'neath moonlit skies,
Do not you hear my heartfelt cries?

Below the branches, here about,
Do not you sense my fear and doubt?
Side glistening rivers, sparkling streams,
Do not you hear my woeful screams?

Upon the meadows, touched with dew,
Do not you see my hearts a'skew?
Beneath the thousand twinkling stars,
Do not you feel my jagged scars?

Seek not my mournful heart kind breeze,
For you'll not find it 'mongst these trees.

It's scattered 'cross the moonlit skies,
Accompanied by heartfelt sighs.
It's drifting o're the gentle rain,
A symbol of my silent pain.

It's buried 'neath the meadow fair,
Conjoined with all the sorrow there.
It's lost among the stars this night,
Too far to ease my quiet fright.

No gentle winds, seek not my heart,
For simply ... it has torn apart

...

2006-11-08T00:48:00.000-08:00

All good things come to an end one day or the other..people change..they do...drastically sumtymes..makes you wonder whether they really were the people they were before..i dunt understand one thing though..why does it happen that people tend to behave differently when make new friends whom they find better than the old..ppol get impressed with their new buddies..OK..but why forget the old ? Why cant they just behave as the way they were...Dont they understand tht at all...DAMN LYF MAN...it screws to the core when i find sumthing sumwhere which i cant digest...really man..feels disgusting...

A Lot can happen over coffee...

2006-10-27T11:47:00.000-07:00

Feels gud to be back posting after a long long time...guess im one o those lazy bloggers who thinks o posting sumthing and gets them postponed day by day..week after week...

My orkut fortune today said..
"Find release from your cares, have a good time"

I guess thts a hard thing to do for me...If i presume tht what he meant was to let maself off from all my emotional aspects..i cant do tht..but newayz..i've neva understud orkut's fortunes..nor do i understand why my days go almost absolutely the opposite wenever the news paper horoscope predicts im goin to have a perfecct day...always tell myself tht they're just for the sake of readin it..

One of the important aspects of metropolitan life has been the emergence of coffee shops...ppol hav become soo addicted to coffee tht many are of the opinion of " Hav a sip and chill out the whole day ! "..
the Qwiky's, the Baristas,the CCDs,the Mochas and the JavaGreens...all have taken coffee to the common man through their outlets...My grandmom remembers the famous Madras Coffee which was served in a small glass with the brewed coffee overflowing into the supporting saucer..But now its these coffee shops which hav routed themselves as the habitat for the best coffee..Corporates hav roped in most of these chain of coffee shops to setup their outlets in their premises..B'lore based Cafe coffee day has the distinction of the largest coffee chop chain in India followed by Barsita coffee shop which is closin in the gap...

In a recent study..when asked what motivates ppol to have coffee,women indicated tht it was a good way to relax,while men thot coffe gets them to help the job done.A lot can happen over coffee..people discuss and share their views while sippin a cupp...people can listen to gud music on a Q Jam box and at the same time hav their hot chocolate fantasy..People meet new friends at a coffee shop...people make parties....i mean..and the list goes on and on..Few people go in to take a break..to njoi the aroma of the cofee beans..Few of them drop in take pleasure in the ambience of the place...and a few people come in just for the sake of drinking coffee...Many a ideas may have been framed in these places..and many a code written..many a strategy formulated...many a bet won..and may be many a relationship formed..or even broken if u insist...

I always fancied comparing things in life with a few well-known coffees ppol know bout and a few more eateries available at coffee shops these days...

Espresso -- Wud like to call it for a person whos straight forward & headstrong..no superfluities !
Espresso Italiano -- The poetic mood...the calm soothing soft breeze !
Cappuccino -- "Astalavista...i'm the one hapenning and creatin a buzz al 'round "
The Latte -- The first showers of the rain ! the slight drizzle..
The Mocha -- The excitement a guy gets while riding his 150cc bike at a 100km/hr..

The add ons i believe are like the 74rs recharge card for Airtel prepaid subscribers over here !! lolzz..You get the extra flavour but only after u pay again for it..let us say a scoop of icecream is like the 1 paisa sms offer and the whipped cream & chocolate sauce be the 49 paisa call...:D

Here are a few more..

Mochachillo -- Cold winter mornings in Hyderabad..
Tropical Iceberg -- Coffee kam,Ice jyada..similar to the usual college-relationships( not all ..mind you :) )..Baat bakwas..dikhava jhakaas..
The Frappe --Another cold coffee..But the comparison i make wont be cold..Mochachillo is like the warm hug a child gets whenever shes crying..

My blog's name was inspired from Espresso...(so now you know what kinda person i am..hehe...;) :D )...To be frank i hav come to stage where recently when my frnd's mom asked me to hav a cup..i told her tht i like coffee only in a coffee shop and no where else !

Life has to brewed with relationships and a perfect mixture of caffeine emotions and hotmilk ambitions has to be maitained..and in order to get the right concoction of results..you always need to remember the basic..add a sugarly smile and a cream of love to your life of coffee..to get the appreciation,pleasure,aura and attraction..and do not worry bout the cost of tempers or feelings..because ultimately what matters is whether u've enjoyed the coffee...but not what you've paid for it..Right folks ?!

A Heart Personified...

2006-08-13T20:43:00.000-07:00

Well well..i find myself blogging within a week...i guess its the thing i read which helped me into it..was jus goin thru one of the blogs..and found a few heart touching lines...they mite not appeal to the usual fun-loving bloggers nor the happy-go-lucky ones who wanna read them...but i'm sure ppol who have gone thru them will really knoe wat it feels like to pen down such lines..chek them out..

I CRIED TODAY....

[ From the blog of warm sunshine..posted at http://warmsunshine.rediffiland.com/iland/warmsunshine.html on 31/06/2006]

After you walked out,
I cried today.
For all the broken promises
For all the shattered dreams

For all the pain you put me through
For all the hurt I put up with

For all the faith I had in you
For all the trust broken by you

For all that was said
For all that was left unsaid

For all our memories
For all our possibilities

For all the love you couldn’t handle
For all the tenderness you couldn’t feel

I cried for you
I cried for me
And I cried for us
Most of all,I cried for what you lost
......

Thts most the lines from tht page...thers one last line...the punch line...which is devastating..yes really is...makes all these lines even more powerful...we'll..i wont post tht line..bcus i want you all to read what it is..do chek out the link...and do comment..such lines which express are really hard to come by these days..

lastly..on a formal note..i appreciate warm sunshine.Well one more thing..i dint take her permission to post her lines...but i thot she wudnt mind if i take ppol to her page..

Friends,friendship and snehith...

2006-08-05T10:36:00.000-07:00

It is amazing how fast the journey of life passes.Memories of my last friendship day are still looming large in ma mind and i find tht already an year has passed by..phew..quite fast these days huh..

Friendship and friends have always been the most important part of my lifre.I've been tht kind of a person who,i honestly can admit, can do anything for a friend within my limits.It's not that i'm exaggerating maself.But such has been the significance i've given and i give to friendship and friends.I'm tht kind of a guy who loves to be in tht "kool group" ..who hang 'round in groups and like a gang..and support one another in time of need..in any kind.and i'm also tht fello who likes to be in the midst of "bookworms"..yea the ppol who study well..and to compete with them and study well too.In the process of balancing both the acts..i find myself no where..neither here..nor there..I find tht every person in my class has his/her own seperate grp of friends outside..other than the ones in the class.But for me,the ppol whom i meet daily are my friends,my group and my world.

Time teaches ppol what to expect from whom and what not to expect from one.If i go down the memory lane and rewind myself one year back..it was the very day i hurt my very best friend..My life has changed so much after that.I've changed personally,emotionally..but my care and my likeness for my best friend havn't even budged and inch.I realised that once you hurt sumone,even thoh unintentionally and even thoh in an eagerness of not losing tht person who had become so precious to you,things will not be the same. I've pondered over many a nights thinking why i am like this..and why does it always happen to me..and why i aint being able to try being and enjoy with my other friends when my best friend ignores me..but the fact remains that a buddy is a buddy.No matter how many come and go,he/she will always be you first choice..

Well thts where i want to put fwd my view..for me best friend is one whom you luk upto first in any matter..be it be happiness or sorrow..to share a secret..to tell about anything tht bothers you..to fight..to laugh..to take care..to sit uietly and understand what the other is going thru.For me a best friend is one who is very close to your heart,and who sees you in a very special position intheir life.I put my best friend in all these..always.

Recently,my mom got transferred outta station and all her friends arranged a shmall farewell party for her..her best friend gave her a letter..which when i read,was really moved by the content..she and my mom have been together in the best and worst times..and i always felt ahppy tht my mom had such a gr8 friend.
True friendship ,according to me,is the utmost relation ever present.If the heart is involved in it,then it transforms into a beautiful relation which excels all other relations..even love.

My friends have an opinion on me, or rather( if i put the blame on myself), my behaviour has created an impression wid them tht i always wanna be alone and away from the crowd..the fact here remains tht i fluctuate according to my moods..and when ppol fail to get my point of view, i tend to spend time alone..what i feel bad is tht no one tries to think from my point of view..and what saddens me is tht no one gets the correct prsopective.I often find myself alone..for which,my best friend says, i have myself to blame.Yes,i do have self respect,and when i feel i have a correct point..i stand on it.But when i dont get support,in fear of being left out..i finally step down.

My heart is weak in matters of all this friendship,luv,care,possesivemess etc etc friends..i tend to expect a few..and seldom do i get them my way..in which case dissapointment sets in.In my last one year,i've learnt such things.But what drices me still..is the fact tht my friendship is strong..the care which i shoed and wanna show is pure and the liking is real.For me..my best friend is everything.

just one point i wid like to make bfore i sign off..is tht never ever hurt your close friends..your buddies.may it be intentional or unintentional.Not all can be lucky in case of sparing the rod.To my best friend ..i apologise on this friendship day..for hurting her not once but twice..She'll always be my best buddy fr life.To all my friends..i apologise.If ever i had hurt anyone.I value friends a lot,and always wish to be a true friend of everyone..and justify my name.

"The hardest moment in life is not that when you lose something and cry over it and feel bad..but its the one when you lose something and still manage a smile "

HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY EVERYUN !!

A page from my worn out poem's book...

2006-06-01T10:41:00.000-07:00

This happens to be one of those pages which i've treasured for long..not a poem..but a few lines.. which were like self-explanatory to me at a time when loneliness in my lyf was at its peak..during my teens..Even today wenever i read these lines..a tear happens to leave me...

A LONELY ODE

Oh God ! Why do you let me live ?
Where nobody likes me..where my loneliness takes over me
Why do you let me exist..where my eyes are filled with tears of sorrow..
My child ! You are not alone..i am there with you
And along with me,the whole world is with you
You shud live..to make your birth successful
You are mine my child..always mine.
But..why do you leave me alone at my times of sorrow
And when I feel lonely
You have not given me another companion
So that i can feel happy for myself about it
I dint leave you my child
It was the time when I was with you
And it was nature my child,not me
Who has not given you a companion
I Like those shouts of
"Brother..hey dear brother "
Which keep ringing in my ears..
But those are only dream..which can never come true
If there would be another life to me..
Let me be born with a companion so that
I can share my life,my happiness
My sorrows,my anger,my distress
with them.
---------- 9th october' 1998.

Not the date of the page..

You got to do wot you got to do

2006-05-29T20:59:00.000-07:00

Nice to find maself blogging again...dunno why for a month or so i lost interest in blogging..can site many reasons for tht of course..firstly the tiring an boring "on the head" sem exams which tuk their toll on me for a fortnight..and then in ma vacation..the never ending saga of orkutting and being online till late nites..u guys mite be saying "Can't u spare a few mins writing a few lines for the sake of ur own blog ?? "..are bhai...maine kaha nah..interest ich nahin tha [:p]...

But then i did do justice using my broadband connection to dwnld quite a few e buks--of which one being The Da Vinci Code --which has been in the news for all the reasons..the disclaimer thing,A certificate,agitations,SONY pictures ,Tom hanks and wot not...Happened to make maself free for a few hrs to read a part of the buk..and was really engrossed in the character of Robert Langdon..and the mystic world of the Musee du Louvre.I always had a fascination for the french language and after reading a part of tis buk,felt like going for a fe classes too.

Other than sittin in frnt of the system all day and coolin my heels in front of the cooler..i don find maself doin anything much for most of the time on most of the days..stil a loong month to go bfore the college starts...so kinda chalkin out plans of how to beat the heat..

Life's seems boring at the moment..

"Mirchi" ka tadka..

2006-04-20T22:20:00.000-07:00

Well..it seems like hyderabad has finally come of age...jus got up today morning to find in a newspaper wat wud be i feel a kinda revolution in hyderabad...Radio Mirchi friends...its in hyderabad...

It has come up with a tag line "Idi chala hot guru"...and its a 95FM...i'm sure hyderabadis and music lovers over her must hav been waiting tis for looong...I've been listening to it from morning and behind me my parents wondering how come i've entered into their territory..since both of my parents work in AIR..i've been waking up to AIR's suprabhatam since my childhood and from recently to the "Rainbow FM" of AIR...but now..it wud been a fight between them and me i'm sure ;)..

It's not right i feel to compare the private FM wid the AIR FM bcus u knw wat..these govt ppol really have a lot of restrictions regarding their broadcast...they shudn't spell out any companies names in their programs..they shudnt broadcast new songs until and unless they have an agreement..and no new songs shud be broadcasted for more duration..and only songs from cds of audio companies with whom they have collaboration ..and wat nott..i've got to know tht recently wen they put up a song frm a new movie..it seems tht the producer of the movie called up and questioned the authorities..the same fella wudnt do it in case of a private FM...i've been listening to almost all latest chartbusters in mirchi from morning...Rainbow FM hasnt done bad either from its starting and even it has been broadcasting or atleast trying to broadcast new hits..but its just the restrictions tht pull them back...but in the presentation aspect i agree they have to improve to match up the increasing competition..

But Mirchi is definitely HOT ppoll..."wow" is the word i spelt first wen i heard it..the promos have been outta the ordinary and the presentation is as usual funky and kool..i've long aspired to become a RJ...i will definitely try to sneak in into tis one.."RJ Snehith"..hey how does it luk..nice na ;) :p

Radio mirchi is sure to touch the pulse of the youth and the heart of the old..:) In the near future,Radio City..a hot favourite of the banglorites (or shud i call bangalurites as per the proposed change of name ??) is even set to take ground here in Hyderabad..It wud mean more competition..and more competition between them is wat WE require right ?? :)

From Hyderabad biryani to the "seedha lelo" tag line..from the "memu inthe bhay" to the banglore-hyderabad tackle..Mirchi has already acquired all the ingredients to make it bigg..so ppol..it dosent matter if its a world space radio or a normal FM set..be it be a "Radio" on ur mobile phone or the radio in ur mp3 player..Set the frequency and get ready to sizzle..bcus the era of FM radio is here in Hyderabad..and its sure going to give ur mp3 players,discmans and ur ipods..a run for their money...NJOY

Potraits..

2006-03-28T08:58:00.000-08:00

Well..sorry everyun..i'm just not posting much...not that i dont have time..and not that i have time either ;) ..so thats how the situation is to me at the moment..i wanted to post something very nice but just cudnt write anyting...but this one's definitely is special for me..

These are a few of those lines for which i compliment myself a bit...(well..self appraisal might be injurious many a times but sometimes thats wat makes us feel better na :D )..coming to the point..you might find this "poem" on the gloomier side..but i love it because i imagined myself as the character in here and blended my thots in accordance with wat i thought that person might be feeling...

My lines go something like this...

As i sat over the light blue hills
The memory of my beloved thrills
Beneath the palm trees,by the river side
I was all alone,in the whole world wide.

Whenever i think of those very dear
Whose hate tells me a tale of sorrow
I always hoped to have someone to cheer
From whom i can,the sweetest comforts borrow.

The wind from the woods softly came
Softly it blew aside the lampfire flame
Clear was the song of the pigeon in the bower
And sweet was the fragrance of the jasmine flower.

Why is life without merry
where the mind is between a laugh and a tear
The potraits of life i've clearly seen
In all these years,a mere.

Hearts love only for a while
and friendship seldom runs for miles
The love of the dear and the friendship of the near
are like forgotten moments and the last goodbyes.

There is some sweetness in every pain
But there is a pain wherever i lain
What can i do to drive away
the remembrance from my eyes..??
Oh philosopher ! Tell me..
Where shall i learn to get my peace again ?

--Snehith.

I promise..next time around..my post will not be my poem..:p.. c ya soon..!! adieous..

Life..

2006-03-11T09:10:00.000-08:00

Life sees so many ups ans downs.It's just like a roller coaster ride at every corner .Relations ,commitments,understandings,love,care,
misunderstandings, trust..these are few things which engulf a person's course of life. Life sometimes becomes so unrealistic that after a hearty laugh..we sit down and wonder "Hey was that me ?? " .Time and tide wait for none they say.As we pass along life's path..we come to know few things about which we might have had a different opinion in the past but had been compelled to change our views keeping in mind the context of the issue and its proximity to reality.Most people have no courage to express their views...in fear that their commitment to a particular point would leave them into troubled waters.. Few people tend to expect more and when their expectations arent fulfilled and things dont go the way they wish them to...disappointment sets in..which further leads to a sense of pessimism in them.We feel like we aren't getting the things we are wishing for..and gettings things we never would have liked to have.Behind the eyes lie so many dreams..dreams so unrealistic ,which if get to be real in our life would mean an extrordinary case of human realisation.Time ticks away..seconds fly..Hope is the only thing that remains.
Strength of the heart is no longer a virtue.Its the mind which rules.Heart is often found stranded at a cross road without any direction...we feel like we are in vaccum.However tough we may try to be..but softcorners are unavoidable.People whom we want dont come to us..and people who like us seldom impress us..a sad state of affairs..all matters of the heart are really are.How often in a relation u feel that "This is the end of it"..? Many a times i guess. On the other hand ,in life,u feel the end is too far..but tell me friends..we do feel many a times to put an end to it..in disgustion.Aint i right ? A plunge into the valley of disappointment,loneliness and distress definitely hurts..but what can we do ?The much we try to avoid it..the more it plunges deeper..the deeper the cut..the painer the wound...isnt it ? But in between u feel something blossooming..something beautiful which we cant express but can just relish..We feel more mature..a feeling of joy surrounds us..we feel like on cloud nine and touching the colourful rainbow of mirth..words flow like the falls from the mountains..the eyes twinkle like the stars in the skies..the mind gets occupied with something like a cool breeze..with that soft touche..It's upto us to savour those moments..and take Life as it comes by...

{ I dont mind if u rate this as a lecture or as a paragraph without meaning..but i'm sure it is correct upto a quite a distance...i wud say " Bas ab shabdon ko chod do..unke peeche chipe hue feelings ko mehsoos karo " ;) }

The Dark..

2006-03-07T07:00:00.000-08:00

It's a magical world of its own..the mystical feeling never dies down..and it engulfs life into the clutches of imagination..the puzzling sense of gloominess looms large when you sight the stretching blanket of the stars..its the world of the dark..the world of surreal dreams and the weird nightmares..

It's a world of numbness and sober
we find everywhere only the shades of grey
Darkness is the virtue of the thinking mind
for which the disturbed soul is a prey .

Defeated hearts dwell in the dark
as they ponder over their ill stricken fate
It's time for the pessimists to take charge
to cry silently over the ignorance of their mate

The lovers relish the elegance of the dark
as they silently wish in the shadows of the night
Their thoughts race quickly to their soul mate
as they believe ,in their love they can find delight..

He compares the dark to the essence of her hair
She remembers his compliments on that candle light dinner
He finds her as the moon in the somber sky
and she endorses him as her heart's winner..

The dark is the horror of the small child
The mere thought of which makes him fear
The dreary and shady gloominess of the night
Always make him stick to someone dear..

The soft breeze dwells in the hollowness of the dark
Ghostly trees await the arrival of the knave
The prince of the dark reigns supreme
In this cruel world. ,quiet as a grave..

--Snehith.

But its life as usual for the unsighted..the blind..Nothing different,nothing new.Their world's essence had always been the same..but they see light in the same dark..the sense a ray of opportunity in watever they feel can be achieved by them.. they enlighten their world with the spark of determination and give no chance of pessimism to set in.. i think we should take inspiration from these people.."whose alphabets dont start with A B C D..but with B L A C K "...