Random Thoughts

To a friend… In the confrontation between the stream and the rock, the stream always wins… not through strength but through persistence. Promise to walk all the way, all I ask is just one first step. Promise to wait and be patient, all I ask is not to alienate me... I convince myself that I am used to it, but don't know, it just does not go to my head that I am used to it, so it keeps coming back and it pushes me down. I rise and I walk, and live on... another day and another knife. Sometimes it is sharp, sometimes it is blunt.

You chose the path, I chose to follow. You chose to demand, I chose to surrender. You chose to speak, I chose to listen. You spoke of fate, I spoke of choices. Choices to make, Chances to take. Some where, some one No where, now here, Choices to make, Chances to take. Give or Live Just like a broken arrow Or like a roaring inferno. Choices to make Chances to take. Give or live Just like a shattered dream Or like a longing hope. Choices to make Chances to take. Give or live Just like a withered flower Or like a hearty lover. Choices to make Chances to take.

Why do we feel that we are stuck and seem to be moving no where? Why do we keep wanting more and more and never to be sufficiently full, despite liking what you do? Is money my motivating factor all of a sudden? Why? I was a firm believer that when you excel in what you do, results come automatically. Now, for the sake of results I seem to be planning my goals in life. And that looks very sad. So I decided that it is time for a little retrospect. And these are the thoughts of that retrospect… When I was doing my engineering, I always had a plan. I will do a job after I do my graduation. And suddenly, in the final year, I have an even bigger motivation when I started focusing all of a sudden on programming. Prior to that, I wanted to get into ICs (Integrated Circuits). Circuits always fascinated me. The thin copper wires that form the core of the electronics, and when it came to understanding PCs, I was completely amazed at these tiny chips that have an inbuilt circuit to do someth...

You are worth every insult I face You are worth every pain I feel You are worth every tear I drop You are worth the fight I do today, tomorrow and every other day You are worth the struggle I have today, to convince you that I am worth it… I live today, for you I die today, but for you “I am not worth it”, you dare not say You are… you are worth every bit of this pain. Love might not be easy Life is not easy Hope, you give me to face it Despair is what I feel at the thought of the distance, That spans not miles but hearts… Today is for you Tomorrow is for you For you and you alone, For without you there is no tomorrow In rags I walk with you In riches I walk with you In dreams I walk with you In life I walk with you Say, you will walk with me Say, you love me too… For without you, I am not whole, Without “you” there is no “I”.

Hey... Watched happy days... Beautiful. Not just for the simplicity of the movie, but for a routine that was beautiful. Yeah, get up in the morning, get ready, board a bus, go to college, attend classes, comeback home and finally chat on the phone - a very simple routine. But what makes it beautiful is the bond that is formed with your college mates. From being complete strangers and progressing to friends you can count with your life... that is what this movie is all about. This movie is for all those people who had a college life... I should say, not just for those, but for everyone who cherish their friends... Though there is nothing much in the movie, except a daily routine of six teenagers progressing towards their life's goals, somehow it was appealing. It reminisced as the title aptly says, happy days of the past. A whirl wind of memories went through me while watching it. And I think every one will connect to one scene or the other and somehow end up being over whelmed by t...

When asked how he would keep his feet on the ground after winning the title. "Maybe," he said, "I can retire from cricket." – Dhoni, Indian Skipper 2007. A rare and a special moment. India clinches the T20 world cup in a thriller. The new child of cricket, yet to take its place in the world cricket, could not have asked for a better propaganda, could not have dreamt of a final like this. India vs. Pakistan in the finals, 40-over match with victory playing peek-a-boo with both the teams, before saying “booooo……….” and extending its hands for a warm embrace to India. That is India vs. Pakistan for us. Amidst the tense moments, a few “aaaa…s” and a few “ooo…s” and a few heart-stopping moments, India has done it! Sweeping aside the hurt of ICC world championship, we WON a nail-biting thriller. We are the champions and we deserve every bit of it; the victory, the celebration, the stardom. Gambhir’s fearless batting allowed us to pose a respectable total. And R.P.Singh sh...

A torrent of emotions is running through me today. Woke up with the hope of seeing India rising again and with a hope that Indian Cricket does have a future, however tiny it may seem, after the retirement of the three legends of the current Indian cricket. As every Indian, I too felt despondent at the exit from the world cup, not so much for the exit but for the way the exit happened. With Dravid relinquishing the responsibility of skipper, felt even lost as I felt no one is willing to take this Indian team into their arms and cuddle and protect them from the demands of modern day cricket. To say that it is OK to lose as long as you give your best. With the wall crumbling, felt that the anchor is lost. And it felt good to see that all hope is not lost and the young India is shouting and beating its heart with a rare passion and saying Chak De India… calling to attention to all those who wrote off the team. I could not digest the shock of Dravid’s decision, however perfect it may be. T...

Awesome is the word that comes to the mind. What is this Chak de fever anyways? Well, it’s a movie, so the winning part is inevitable. With all due respects to the sporting personalities in India, who have the killer instinct in them, winning is not just about will and perseverance. It also requires athletes who have the ability to endure the toughest of the challenges thrown at them. It is about their walk up the alpine peak and though a major part is a mind game, another 35% is the athleticism in the individuals. So are we having those muscles here, who can make India proud? Who can put India back onto the map again? Anyway, let aside the movie, what is its undercurrent theme? It’s about the fight of a man who raises above his inner conflicts to do the job he loves. Accepting the responsibility of a task that is nearly impossible and to tune the mediocre people who have little interest in hockey to world champions is not an easy task. But, coach Kabir Khan does it. Accepts it, challe...

A thousand miles of distance... Close your eyes to hear your heart beat… Days drag on with void… Fill them up with our stories. Hurdles weigh you down… Hold on to me, we will trudge the uphill together. Courage takes a break… Share mine and we will cross the barriers with a smile. Smile eludes me… Look at me, and you will find it right beside u I feel alone… I am here for u… and when I say I am here, I mean it, for as long as you need me in whatever way you need me…

Ha… watched Harry Potter and Order of the Phoenix . Loved every bit of it, though non-Harry Potter fans might not find it interesting. I simply liked the way the director gets to the story without so much as bothering to introduce the wizard community or any earlier versions. Liked the final 20 minutes of the movie, though the ending was a little disappointing. I mean, it was not like that of the book. But you can take only so much in the given two and half hours!!!!! I could not believe I was so excited about it. For the past one and half day, I spoke nothing but Harry Potter, Harry Potter and Harry Potter. Dreamt about it as well :). Whether this movie creates any new records or not, the movie is a must watch for every Harry Potter fan, and I shall watch it again, if only to see the last half hour. The highlights of the movie apart from Radcliffe’s action was the fire works of Fred and George and the sinister teacher Professor Dolores Umbridge’s steely smile and her chuckle. Radclif...

Awesome… simply awesome… a little unfortunate for Nadal… If it wasn’t one Roger Federer at the other end, I would have said that the play was even. But now I have to say that Federer was made to earn this accolade… Obviously, breaking the record of one of the tennis greats should be nerve shattering, else it would not seem such a great achievement! I decided it would not be worth watching the match, since the victory is tiresomely predictable. Especially with Harry Potter being aired on TV the same day, it really was not worth watching even the Wimbledon final when it is Federer on court :). But with the flick of a lazy hand, I switched to see if it can be called a Grand Slam final. And yes, it was!!! Savage, fast-paced, brilliant and thrilling. Fabulous display of lightning tennis all round. Nadal looked deadly. But Federer charmed his magic again … wrote a script yet again that matched none but his own and inched closer to the record of all time tennis great Pete Sampras. (“It take...

Ha… finally an end to the never-ending saga of challenges of Tulsi in “Kyunki saas bhi kabhi bahu thi”… But Wait… O NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!……… The role literally rose from the ashes to come back!!! Not again………. Please….. Are these serials contemporary to the modern India ? I dare say that the roles depicted in the serials of the typical “saas’ and “bahu”, when taken not too seriously in their literal sense may be considered as worth watching, but the never ending pain and sheer nerve of the heroines is a bit too much. The saga continues mercilessly and the story becomes predictable (with a few serials of the same back-drop being telecasted in all the channels now). The core-story that these serials portray is mostly: politics within the family, about the mother-in-law’s harassing the daughter-in-law, about men sacrificing their “Oh, so called love” for their family, about parents forcing kids to marry according to their wishes, about the soon-to-be “saas” brain washing her son’...

A typical day begins with a yawn and a lazy stretch and a longing look at the bed and walking out to face the bright morning sun. The warm rays hitting your eyes are refreshing enough, but a cup of coffee to welcome it is even more pleasant, and that is what I love. Then, what do I do? I think of my dreams. Every morning, starting the day with what I want to be a day from now to what I want to be a year from now is my motivation. Though thinking about my dreams day-in and day-out might sound like a little too perfect persistence, I do think about today, at least. Dreams are the threads that bind the beginning and the end of a life. If I cannot picture myself a year from now or ten years from now, I think I am missing out on something that is very vital for survival, DREAM. The symbol I portray for myself at the end is a self-contained, independent and loyal woman , elegant and intelligent, a person with integrity and honesty. I pray everyday that I have the courage to face the fac...

An incident from one of the fresh mornings I thought might be good to share… Early mornings are the best, the sun rising, a giant fire ball shining bright orange, masking the day’s monstrous heat… I love to see the serenity of the morning, blur into the monotony of the day’s rush… I love to catch the early dawn to see it in its simplicity, transforming itself into another charade… we being the pawns of the life’s chess play… So that morning, since I was down in the dumps due to some reason, I went upstairs to watch the sun rising, with a thousand thoughts and a few zillion emotions running through me.. I have seen this old couple walking past in the morning. I know them. Grand-pa stays next to my friends place, and he plays along with his grand-child and my friend’s sister (who, I think is 6yrs old)… every evening… I guess the couple goes for a morning walk. While returning, I have seen these people stopping near a shop to take milk and eggs… While grand pa was holding the packet of mi...

I wish I can stroll on the sea-shore And hear the incessant ramblings of the sea… I wish the waves would touch my feet, Creating flutters in my heart… I wish I can sit on the rocks And let that music echo in my ears… I wish I can gather the shells And countless pebbles, with the pride of an innocent kid… I wish I can fly high in the sky And challenge the mighty eagle… Wish I can land on the moon and claim it mine… I wish I can wander in the enchanted woods… Hoping to be lost in its vastness Alas…. I wish I can take a break from the numerous thoughts that surround me!!!

I love my team… Good or bad, better or worse, they are the people who represent India’s passion. May be its wrong to treat sport as anything but sport. But this is India, and its cricket, and hence I can get away with calling it anything. But “IT’S JUST A SPORT!!!” After the disappointing exit, and horrendous out burst from the fans… the hue and cry being as usual humiliating… I wonder why these people ever want to play for us… but I would like to spare a thought for my fellow country men, and reaffirm the thought that not all are frenzy fanatics of the game, there are a few with sane mind, warm heart, and a cool head who are willing to shoulder your anguish and disappointment… and still have the guts to smile and accept the defeat in the hands of a team that out-classed us on that day… and wish the best for you… Till another day, “Well played Lanka…” Now these are not the best of times for Indian cricketers, and certainly not the time to celebrate the exit of the legend of Indian Cri...

Listen to the whispers… Echoing in your heart Give it a will And look at it… a fire in your heart Bubbling and ready to explode… Hold it… Thrive on it… Live in it… Without warning, night becomes day… Strain becomes vengeance… It takes you to the dreams you hold dear It takes you to lands unseen…

Days come and go Dreams wither and threaten Smiles elude and deceive I keep fighting the lump in my throat, I keep pushing the thoughts Alas!!! It is happening again… Falling into the clutches of boredom, I am losing my sanity… There is this voice in me That keeps whispering “its ok”… How will it know that its not… “Keep fighting” it says, “not a form that it is, to fight”, I say “Keep Hoping”, it says, “hope for what?”, I say “Keep Dreaming”, it says… “There you go…”, I say “Keep Smiling”, it says, “yeah, sure!!!!!”, I say “Catch it”, it says, and throws a smile… I do… And here I am, with a smile on my face… Fresh and raring to go… “Thank you dear voice”, I say, … “ I cannot hear you”, it shouts… I smile and I say it again…”thank you” An echo comes back… “Arise, awake and stop not until the goal is reached…”

With just a week b4 India plays its first match in the world cup, just like many ICT ardent lovers, am looking forward for the game... Raring for some action.... waiting for some good cricket... Am I expecting India to win???? Well,.... I am a fan of cricket, and the team has been a huge inspiration to me over the years... but I believe that it is just a sport n not a nations pride or passion... I am ardent admirer of Dravid... who inspired me many-a-time in the tough times, ... Made me look into myself for that inner strength n motivation to reach my goals..., in fact, if I fail to put-in my 100% effort to reach my targets, I am so ashamed to say that I am an admirer of Dravid… n I would be lying if I say I am not expecting something from him n his team... I am expecting them to play their heart-out... they r wearing their heart on their sleeves, n playing for a nation of billion cricket lovers, probably the only nation where cricketers are GODs... though I cannot comprehend wh...

One machine can do a work of fifty men, No machine can do work of one extra-ordinary man. A smile can be like a drop of water in desert... Do not hesitate to smile often :) The greatest homage we pay to truth is to use it. Minds are like parachutes. They only function when they are open. - Lord Thomas Dewar The only time you realise u have a reputation is when u are not living upto it.- Jose Iturbi

One machine can do a work of fifty men, No machine can do work of one extra-ordinary man. A smile can be like a drop of water in desert... Do not hesitate to smile often :) The greatest homage we pay to truth is to use it. Minds are like parachutes. They only function when they are open. - Lord Thomas Dewar The only time you realise u have a reputation is when u are not living upto it.- Jose Iturbi