first post of the year!

So this is the first post of this year. And mind you, its still January, last day though. Lol!

Well then, here's to another year of hard work, poor pay, multiple responsibilities, little acknowledgement, viciously short-sighted politics, rampant hysterical ignorance, rape torture and murder, and worst of all, a bland diet thanks to soaring grocery costs.

And also to small pleasures. Cha on the stairs, adda on campus, people who think, greasy fish-fries. Luck, hugs, solidarity and of course, friendship!

2011 seems like a great year so far. No disasters reported, no coups, tsunamis, recessions or even a major scam. There has been at least one uplifting event already, so the year has started well.

Oh, but it might not be a fair thing to pass judgement on 2011, rather, I must retreat to the dim and distant past. Specifically, to 2010. Which seems to have been a good year on the whole. Except perhaps for the Democratic Party in the USA. Or marine life in the Gulf of Mexico. And Ricky Ponting’s Umpire Education Policy. And Arun Nayar, who found that safety-pins cannot hold a marriage together. Or the Indian Railways in Uttar Pradesh, where 6 accidents were reported in January 2010 alone. And the General Post Office, Kolkata, where employees were taken to task at year-end because they could not achieve unreasonable targets (such as delivering letters on time, specifically a letter from the Home Minister of India). Further, this was not a good year for bond salesmen and stockbrokers in Greece, or for that matter in Iceland or Portugal. There was some talk of an economic crisis in Spain as well, but all calls to their Ministry of Finance yielded only a recorded message at about 98 decibels that went “OLEEEEEEEEE!!! GANAMOS!!!” (We won). Apart from these, 2010 seems to have gone off well.
It was also a very moving year. The earth moved early and often (no, I am not referring to intimate experiences.) In January, an earthquake in Haiti touched 7.0 on the Richter Scale. In February, there was an earthquake in Chile that touched 8.8; since the Richter Scale is logarithmic, that means it was nearly 100 times as powerful as the Haiti earthquake. The earth wasn’t done yet – it moved again in April in Qinghai, China; in June off the Andamans; and in October off the coast of Sumatra. And these were only the major ones reported! As a result, People magazine and Times Now had to change their definitions of movers and shakers.
2010 also saw major advances in scientific inquiry. Psychics and clairvoyants in india examined the possibility of grafting on six more arms apiece, but were baffled when informed that an octopus also has a beak. Later, conspiracy theorists had a field day when Paul the Octopus died. The most popular theory was that somebody had asked him to predict Rajnikanth’s death. In related news, Diego Maradona finally stopped throwing players off the team when it was pointed out to him that he had himself been thrown off the team. Elsewhere, scientists declared that they had developed a car that can run on water. As long as the water came from the Gulf of Mexico. On the other hand, some scientists expressed fears that if the oil spill got worse, we would have to start drilling for water. Unless the oil spill was diluted by melting ice caps, because global warming seemed a very real menace in 2010 (though trains tangoed in the fog in January and monkey-caps bloomed all over jaipur in December). The issue had come to public notice much earlier, when almost-President-of-the-USA Al Gore won an Oscar for “An Inconvenient Truth”, the highest-grossing PowerPoint presentation in history. Unfortunately for him, that did not cause any significant change in US public policy, such as declaring him the President.
The year that saw the rescue of the Chilean miners ended with a different kind of digging out. Julian Assange caused consternation when Wikileaks spilled the dirt on many governments, but allegations of an entirely different kind of leak dumped the dirt on him.
India has had its share of drama in 2010. The most heartening aspect was the spirit of innovation. Such as the provision of snakes in the Commonwealth Village, purportedly to make athletes from wilder climes feel at home (there is no truth in the rumour that the snakes story was really all about Gujarati catering). Or the proposal to solve one of India’s most contentious political issues by commissioning a temple-cum-mosque on the site – under the able stewardship of the CWG Organising Committee. Lalit Bhanot, poor man, caught some flak with his comment about Indian standards of hygiene; so much for speaking the truth. In related news, the External Affairs Ministry learnt of the existence of some countries only when these countries threatened to pull out of the Games.


All in all, 2010 was a rich period of history.

it has been an eventful and difficult year. With the things moving back and forth, my life too seemed to be in a constant state of upheaval. Specially for the memories of someone who used to talk on the phone for half an hour every day apart from having long leisurely conversation until we fell asleep--it nearly tore me alot in those good nice memories. Shanaya, wherever you are, i’m missing you.
Ah, never the less, Yet I had so much to be thankful for, and like we all know, its life, which just keeps moving.

In 2011, I want to try more consciously to improve my life, to not wait for circumstance but seek out what makes me happy. So I started with some of the lessons I've learned over the last year (and should have learned long ago really, and some of them I had and then forgot.

Hoping to have more bonded connection with you in this year.
Let me stop typing before i get wet in tears.
Wish you a great remaining year ahead!

a poem that caught my attention

The poem written below has caught my attention, and I just wanted to share this fantastic piece with you guys as well.
It’s a real short, yet one of the sweetest definitions of friendship, a method, a process that’s true!
Hope you guys will enjoy it.

I haven’t composed it, but a truth, I have memorized it and typing here the same, rather copy pasting.


Build a Box of Friendship
by: Chuck Pool,

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Into a box of friendship
To insure that it is strong
First a layer of respect
On the bottom does belong
Then to the sides attach
In the corners where they meet
Several anchors full of trust
Devoid of all deceit
The height of friendship can be measured
By the sides of four
So make them all a larger cut
And the box will hold much more
Now fill it up with courtesy
Honor and esteem
Understanding, sympathy
And passion for a dream
Add to that your honesty
Emotions joy and love
And since they're so important
Place them up above
But leave the box wide open
So all can see inside
To learn what makes a friendship work
From the box you built with pride!

hurray! that's what is the friendship, really!

happy friendship day!

A single candle can illuminate an entire room. A true friend lights up an entire lifetime.
Thanks to all of my friends for the bright light of your friendship.
Guys, Friendship is not about “I m sorry “ its about “abbe teri galti hai “

Friendship is not about “I m there for u “ its about “kahan marr gaya saale “

Friendship is not about “I understand “ its about “sab teri wajah se hua manhus“

Friendship is not about “I care for u “ its about “kamino tumhe chhod ke kahan jaunga “

Friendship is not about “I m happy for ur success “its about “chal party de saale“

Friendship is not about “Get well soon “ its about “ Itna piyega toh yehi hoga“

Friendship is not about “All the best for ur career“ its about “ bahut hua, abhi toh switch mar saale“

Its not about words, but its all about heart.

Once again, very happy friendship day!

farewell

Well, it finally came the moment I had been waiting for… - my farewell from college of my graduation. (the one where I’ve learnt psychology and other subjects, software engeneering is still awaited from a different college).
Yeah, it was my farewell today.
It's almost unbearable, but I’m extremely jubilant because I’m finally moving on, but I can't help myself from reminiscing about the good times with my friends and thinking about how much i’ll miss everything I had here.
All those moments of pulling professor’s leg, completing assignments together, doing practicals in lab, and whole lot are still immaculate on the brain, but the time has come to miss the things that I’ve lived.
I spent a whole lot of fun time learning psychology and other things in this college, it was just an awesome experience and I am not able to admit how can these 3 years can complete that early.

now that it's gone. And maybe I having some regrets too. Perhaps I could have tried a little harder or been a little friendlier,
As I look back on my past experiences I will often have these thoughts, but I think I must not dwell on them.
I must learn from my mistakes and apply what I’ve learned. There are an infinite amount of opportunities in life, and the life has just begun.
Now, We all will get spread in different corners of world, different areas of works, different sets of vicinities, and it’s all going to be change now.
There will be new things to achieve, new challenges to face, new people to meet, and new places to work/study.
While I’m excited for the new upcoming things in my life, I’m sad at the same time for leaving behind something incredible.
It’s a mix bag of emotions, so some expressions of reminding old memories have seeped in the form of poetry.
Here is a hindi poem that I’ve composed for the farewell function held this morning.
It is dedicated to all my friends who have taught me the mean of friendship, shared all sorts of moments with me, and helped me out in different situations of my college life.
Of course I’m not a poet, so what you can least expect from it is a bad poem, but regardless of the bad rhyming, it’s sure that the feelings are entirely genuine.
Remember, it was said by oscar wild,
“All bad poetry springs from genuine feelings”.



kuchh log jo ankhon men rahe dil men rahenge ab,
bas jagah badal rahi hai koi doori nahi hai,
ham aap se mil na sakenge jab dil chahe milna,
faslon ke baad bhi magar mazboori nahi hai.

Jin baaton ko lekar rote thhe
Aaj un par hansi aati hai ,
Na jaane kyon aaj un palon ki yaad bahut aati hai,
Kaha karte thhe badi mushkil se itne saal sah gaya
Par aaj kyon lagta hai ki kuchh pichhe reh gaya,
chahat to bahut hai ki rok loon is waqt ko
Chahaten magar poori ho zaroori nahi hai,
ham aap se mil na sakenge jab dil chahe milna,
faslon ke baad bhi magar mazboori nahi hi.

woh baat baat men aapka meri taang khincha karna
Sirf sir khane keliye mera peecha karna ,
woh do do rupye keliye bachchon sa ladna,
exams ke dino men raat raat bhar padna,
Yoon to ye sabh kuchh ab bhi chalega
Magar aapki kami kaun poori karega,
Raaton me hoga aapki yaadon ka andhera,
Roshan ho raaten zaroori nahi hai,
ham aap se mil na sakenge jab dil chahe milna,
faslon ke baad bhee magar mazboori nahi hai.

KAUN mere bag se bina poochhe chocolate khaega
Kaun mere naye naye naam banayega,
Kaun fail hone par dilasa dilayega
kaun pass hone par gale se lagayega,
Yoon to karunge ab bhi ham galti
Magar hamko koi danta na karega,
Na jane kaisi hogi zindagi aapke bina,
Humne to woh tasveer bhi ukeri nahi hai,
ham aap se mil na saken jab dil chahe milna,
faslon ke baad bhee magar mazboori nahi hai.

gaano se mere pareshaan kaun hoga,
muje kisi ladki se baat karte dekh hairaan kaun hoga,
Kaun kahega ki tere joke pe hansi nahin aai,
Kaun peeche se bula ke kahega..Aage dekh bhai,
Na jaane ye sabh fir kab hoga,
Keh do doston ye dobaara sabh hoga,
jhoonta hi sahi magar vaada to kardo,
poore ho vade zaroori nahi hai,
ham aap se mil na sakenge jab dil chahe milna
faslon ke baad bhee magar mazboori nahi hai.