Utter nonsense

cOde!

2008-10-16T04:00:00.000-07:00

today, i came across a variable called "didit".. was so tempted to ask it what it had achieved tht it was so happy to exclaim so..

I wrote! I wrote! I wrote!!!

2008-06-26T09:42:00.000-07:00

Amidst all adversities
With no clue about the morrow
I try my hardest
To beam a smile
I fear sympathy
In the eyes of the beholder.

hehehee.. pretty pathetic a writer i am. i know :P

3 mistakes of Chetan Bhagat's life

2008-06-24T22:15:00.000-07:00

1. He misread the success of his first book "Five point someone" as license to write anything and pulish it as a book.

2. He wrote "one night at a call center"

3. He wrote "3 mistakes of my life"

2 mistakes of MY life?
I read one night n 3 mistakes.. hope i dont commit the 3rd mistake ever...

life in short...

2008-02-05T09:10:00.000-08:00

life is not worth the color and passion u add to it.. in the end it all gets evened out.. never seems worth the pain.. the end is just a new beginning to get beaten up afresh.. to have to live to laugh n to suffer...

Mujhse kisi ko Pyaar nahi! mujhse kisiko pyaar nahi!

2008-01-10T07:50:00.000-08:00

Traffic. yes, the talk of the town. if "town" translates to "Bangalore".. My dear, lovely garden city Bangalore..

Retired man's Paradise! what crap.. I guess a retired man is hoped not to step outta home cos out thr, thr wud only be men try to con him as they all, yes they all r Frustrated!

IT hub! happy that Bangalore is all nicely placed on the "world" map.. but for the commom man it just translates to IT folks earning more.. Big Bucks.. Result? Big huge malls, Big brands.. Life style? A confused one.. the younger generation sees a lot of money.. for what joy? mama pappa wud for life continue to be spend plannin for days ahead.. you? don belong to their generation.. not your fault.. your money, u think u r wise, u believe in ur sense of discretion n have a life style u associate urself with.. so? u spend for quality... quality? matter of perception.. u understand.. the others dont...
Result? gen gap.. yup yup.. old crap - "gen gap"!

Big malls? result? small shop keeper hit big time.. starts sellin good with no quality for higher prices... Papa mama who do the shoppin to run th house wont go to big malls.. y? not their "life style".. yes! everyone is entitled to one...

so.. frustration trickles into their lifes as well... I'm lovin it! aint it just plain truth?

Next.. the GenX folks r eternally busy.. busy with? the million distractions which look good when it is perceived as advancements in technology.. not if it just means no time...

So the retired men came here and settled.. ensured a good future for thir children.. yes it just means they all r software engineers today..

Children dont have time.. Retired folks do.. what do they do? go around the city at the least, at times.. whom do they have to confront? auto guys atleast? Boon of Bad traffic is something no-one escapes, no one misses to notice..

Auto guys? they dont earn much thanks to? yes, right bad traffic.. what do they do? manipulate the meter to run faster.. result? Retired men n their women have seen good times.. times when everything was nothing but Fair! Fair fare priced auto a rarity in this city.. result? frustration.. ok lets call it shaken-belief if not frustration..

On the roads u also tumble upon cab drivers.. Big powerful men they r.. aint they Lord Hercules incarnate if they have the capacity to bully any intellectul? they just rule.. I tell u, hit the roads like them.. im sure u ll have an adrenaline rush.. "cheap thrills" yes thts what it is.. essesntial trills for survival.. :)

The younger generation, the stories they have to tell...

They aint blind nor insensitive.. they know they r eternally busy with...... ???... ???.. actually nothing much.. world is so fast, believe me the achiever of this generation also wud have been thru situations which wud have made him feel insufficient.. fear.. yes fear engulfs us all.. fear of insufficiency.. what if? what if i cant repeat my feat? what if i get sidelined? what if i repeat my feat all my life but dont get recognised? fair has a counterpart.. called unfair.. that lady also has an existance.. its her era.. she wants popularity.. ur associate patronises it.. u pretty soon would follow suit.. :) u got to "give-back" :) why? "cheap thrills"

Tadaannnn! (Suppose to indicate THUD, sudden end)

You know what? I drove for 90 mins to cover meager 16kms... We started at 8.15AM for office and reached thr at 9:45AM.. I was completely pissed!

felt so frustrated tht i crapped here.. Felt better :) Releaaaaaaaved!!!

Please feel free to comment.. wanna beat me up for gettin upset over nothing? Yes, i know its pointless to let Bangalore traffic get on my nerves.. but u know, it happens.. I ll work on it.. :)

LOVE

2007-11-26T08:42:00.000-08:00

words cud be so powerful.. i had never imagined... the song below is SO simple.. not one word in it which required me to google n do some research..

he says:
Kya khoob lagti ho, badi sundar dikhti ho
Kya khoob lagti ho, badi sundar dikhti ho

she says
Phir se kaho, kehte raho, achchha lagta hai
Jeevan ka har sapna ab sachcha lagta hai

he says:
Kya khoob lagti ho, badi sundar dikhti ho
Kya khoob lagti ho, badi sundar dikhti ho

she asks:
Taareef karoge kab tak, bolo kab tak

he replies:
Mere seene mein saans rahegi jab tak

she asks:
Kab tak main rahoongi mann mein, haan mann mein

he replies:
Sooraj hoga jab tak neele gagan mein

she says:
Phir se kaho, kehte raho, achchha lagta hai
Jeevan ka har sapna ab sachcha lagta hai

he admires:
O, kya khoob lagti ho, badi sundar dikhti ho
Tum pyaar se pyaari ho, tum jaan hamaari ho

he asks:
Khush ho na mujhe tum paakar, mujhe paakar

she replies:
Pyaase dil ko aaj mila hai saagar

he asks:
Kya dil mein hai aur tamanna, hai tamanna

she replies:
Har jeevan mein tum meri hi balma

he says:
Phir se kaho, kehti raho, achchha lagta hai

she says:
Jeevan ka har sapna ab sachcha lagta hai

We humans were just born to love n be loved i suppose..

God, I owe to you..

2007-05-09T10:14:00.000-07:00

Not a single time have i liked it when ppl told me that there was something about me that attracted the world towards me. Not a single time have i not felt assaulted when someone told me that i had a beautiful smile. I wondered.. So do they like me because i have this good smile? Do they like me cause they, without a reason got attracted to me? They cudnt help themselves, they cudnt think for themselves when they saw me? I wanted my persona to be regarded. THAT to matter to even be remembered for a moment.
now it was on me to become deserving of all this. It was on me to mould myself to be liked the way i perceived "ideal", "apt" for me.
I was in no way willing to compromise in this aspect. So sure of what i wanted, i must have called out to God and almost ordered to him that this this this is how i want things to be.
Poor chap, he listened to me.. Like i left him a choice..
He thought, "Alright, I ll get her to fend for herself."
Rightly he put me through a LOT of hardship..
He understood tht i d feel undeserving of anything if i couldn't feel for it.. if my heart couldnt beat for it. Basically he realized tht i wudnt value anything if i hadnt slogged for it, perspired for it..
He finally made me this nice, sweet, understanding and most of all "deserving" person so that i breathed easy, "approved" of the life he had given me.
I might be making his job sound easy.. but no!.. he really had a tough time..I was so not acceptable also as a person.. Ill tempered, selfish, egoistic (Just 3 to state! believe me.. DEADLY combination and thr r many more.. no time thts all :))
Now that i had got what i wanted, now that God had made me what i wanted to be, he shd have got to breathe easy.Poor chap had gone all out to give it to me JUST cos i had happened to ask for it. But Lo! more was in store for him..
I had had it now.. Becoming a nice person wasnt easy and i wanted my efforts to reap results. I had been watching, Scheming to make the max out of the goodness i had amassed, procured and had access to.
I determined to be in business for a long time.. thought to myself that i would give to ppl, but, set expectations..
I did a self evaluation of myself and certified myself "nice", "adorable" and what not. Based on the evaluation I fixed the returns for every quality of mine one would get to savor.
I thought of myself as one touched by God. One with powers to destroy those who dint abide by my rules.
Once things had been served, my clients would be faced with an invoice. They had to pay up. Else I would arrive at the punishment, compensation. In all noncompliance meant i take control of their fate.
God was still watching.. He knew tht he still ruled. He was to continue to be all Supreme. He hadn't yet completed his job.. I hadnt yet reached tht mark. The process had just begun.. and i already had proven underserving. attempted at failing him. he fought me.. he wasnt to let me fail myself no matter how many times i had failed to acknowledge his existence, questioned his authority.
He brought me back on track. Reminded me of my purpose. made me mindful of the fact that the pains i had taken had actually borne fruit. God as ever had been magnanimous. He had rewarded me for just the conception, initiative, implementation(though not complete). He had been graceful
He had blessed me with memories of selfless Granny to whom i had meant a reward, Parents who breathed for me, a brother who was protective of me. A galore of friends who thought it was their duty to protect my interests. Associates who would cry with the very thought of me being gone. Mentors who would speak for me. Colleagues who would consider it a pleasure if i relied on them.Least of all, my servant who wud guard my sleep in the mornings. Reassuring me that he would be thr for me till i breathed last.
I write all this today cos i realise that i have not yet be sculpted and have shown disregard for life.
I promise to pay back! I am sorry to all those who love me.. you ll take me back with open arms right? :)

My first step...

2006-12-02T09:49:00.000-08:00

blog?! okai! due to public demand, the nonsense Guru launches her blog... now the BIG question is what do i blabber abt here?????

hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.....................

5 mins later....
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz........................

i always had a problem with writting... i have serious problems with doing "one" single job for a long time.... writing abt one particular topic wud obviously mean that i think abt it n continuee to think abt it for considerable abt of time.. perceive it from many ppl's perspective.. thing abt it from all directions, dimentions n what not.... not an interesting job according to me atleast...

as u grow things n opinions n views are suppose to change for goood... yaaaaa i know.. how painful growin up is... i can write or rather talk abt tht for ever.. so lets keep negativity outta here.. lets keep it for later.. ( comin next! negativity filled crib session on "growing up" :P )

as kids we always got assigned tasks like- write an essay on how u spent ur vacation, ur dad, ur mo, ur favorite teacher etc etc.. god! i, u, we all have done this....

i hated or rather loathed writin essays.. leave alone essays i dint even have the interest in formin sentences.. hope u guys remember doin such exercises like "make sentences with the followin words!"... ahhh! what a pain...

everything needed to be like math for me.. like for example 2+2=4 no matter who does the calculation the result is the same... math is independent of whr u were born, how u were brought up, what age u were, single/ married.. happy/frustrated.. Yo! thts the way to be! UNCHANGED!

"UNCHANGED"= "unaffected"?

how i wish i learnt much more than just arithmatec, geometry n trig from math?

hmmmmmmmm......... bored.. done for today...... ;)

i LOVE Math!!!