Random Thoughts

Mmm, with a trying day coming to an end and the weather being darn cold and an insufficient coat on my shoulders, I started walking down the road to my house along with another friend. And suddenly he exclaimed its snowing, I was thinking it was rain and suddenly, my black coat has a few specks of snow on it asserting the fact that it was snowing. Infact, as I am writing this and gazing out of the window, I can still see the snow fall and I am completely amazed and thrilled. After I reached home, the first thing I did is switch on the net and send across messages to all my friends saying I got wet in the snow. It was not half bad as it is now, but still, snow is snow. I made a few friends in a different place jealous about this experience too . Hmm, backyard, fence, tiny tiny leaves, plants, trees, rooftops, footpath, road – all are covered with the snow and it does not look like it is about to abate anytime sooner and it looks like it is not in a hurry either. What is the big deal a...

… Starting with thoughts that are running in my head as a stream gushing through mountains… in attempting the enormity of defining what this tiny mind feels, thoughts might have gone in frenzy, yet I am sure they will give a meaning that is whole. Something about an emotion, though spoken a thousand times, seems to have been left unspoken. That emotion is love. It is a force that drives one out of this world. A passion, rare of its kind that it holds a certainty in life like nothing else can. I cannot see you, I cannot talk to you, I cannot touch you, Yet, I can see you, I can talk with you, I can touch you, with as much emotion as I can gather in your presence. That is love. The thought that I walk down the path that you once walked, The thought that I can breathe the very air that you breathe, though miles apart, The thought that I can look at this world, through your eyes and see its entirety as you spoke of it, Can anyone take that away from me? The right to feel what I feel? The r...

This is the gear rod and we have five gears to move forward and one gear for reverse. This is the steering wheel and this is clutch, brake, accelerator in that order. Now, first, you need to turn on the engine (not the car, but the engine, no wonder the lesson is hard to follow!), check the gear if it is in neutral, floor the clutch and hold the brake and turn the key clockwise. That is it! Now, shift the gear to the first, slowly release the clutch, slowly!!!! Ok, not a problem, start the engine again, neutral, shift, hold on, hold on.. ok… not a problem, lets do it one more time, and let me just tell you what to do first. You need to release the clutch slowly, when you can see the vehicle move a little, floor the accelerator, got it? A nod! Perfect. Lets do it. I took a deep breath and went into the routine again, clock wise, clutch, shift gear, accelerator. Damn it, move!!!!! Release slowly, damn it! Slow, S, L, O, W – slow, got it??? SLOW? OK.. No need to freak out, give me a break...

Have been thinking about blogging for quite sometime. Having loads to write, but words falter. Want to write a series of experiences in life, but somehow words fail to form sentences and I end up using a phrase or two. Last week end, went for a walk down the Picadilly Circus towards the Buckingham palace. This is autumn and trees are shedding their leaves. The paths are full with dead leaves and I was playing with them. I dragged my feet on the road across these leaves and thoroughly enjoyed getting my shoes dirty :D, but it was worth going back in the time and doing things that once were a part of my daily activity. Hitting a stone across the road while walking back home from school, jumping high in the air and trying to catch the lowest branch that hung in the air at a teasing distance, running along the walk with the school bag on shoulders and dragging the feet in the mud for some unknown reason and getting an earful after reaching home. Those were some days! A walk in the St James...

Pool… Hmpf! A cue and six pockets and a load of pass time. Was trying out my hand in pool yesterday and thank God, my parents did not think I need to become a pool player. I am ridiculously qualified for it. I knew I was not cut out for sports or for that matter any activities that involve a crowd, for me 2 is a crowd, I am glad I was proven right yet again. But then, like to chill out once in a while, books though offer me a solace like no friend can, a game can take your concentration else where. But, I saw a person play pool, the likes of which I have long since forgotten and in fact he gave me a new dimension to look at in the game. Wonder why he was playing an amateur game instead of trying out his hand else where! Anyways, not my place to throw around words. But somehow the game is captivating and I only want to play it more… Suddenly I realise how very far I came from enjoying life for what it is and how serious I have become in my life or rather, how I have let go of a lot of t...

Honestly, I am too shocked for words! Wait, let me get my senses back. Dada is retiring after this Australian series. Man, I will miss him big time. Have been a little out of touch with cricket these days and when I came to know about it, I had to read the content from all the news papers I could gather and every single website that covers this news, to believe it. The royal Bengal tiger, true to his virtue, has been a man of solidarity, influence and strength. A man, who people hate and love at the same time, a typical Bengali. Sourav Ganguly, an awe inspiring persona, charismatic and regal, he will be a figure who shall be remembered in the Indian cricket as legendary. With his first tour that began as a threat to his career, he launched himself a career that is scintillating. Comebacks have been a part and parcel of his career, each remarkable than the one before. With a century in his debut test match in Lords, he sent the waves of promise and lived to it as his statistics prove. T...