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Sunday, April 30, 2006

Not just another college, not just another collage...

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Monday, April 24, 2006

The Hazy Picture...

In four words...MY BEST SONG EVER

Dreamz song no 7...heres presenting The Hazy Picture

Through the looking glass I see,
a picture starts appearing to me,
What does it reveal?
What does it conceal?
Confused I look, not believing...
Is it the anxiety, which to me is killing?

When you have been hurt in life,
When you have lost all whom
you considered nice,
Surprises come in only one color,
When fears are high, hopes are low,
The picture can have only one form you know.

What is there to see I wonder,
doubts emerge from deep under,
Picture becomes clearer,
thats what I gather,
Or is it what I would want to see rather?

Hazy picture has now become clearer,
Dreamz blurring into reality it seems,
You and me, together so close,
Friends forever, it was supposed to be,
Friends forever, it will be,
Ya, the dream is now reality!

Sunday, April 23, 2006

The Unfinished song...

Well the wait is finally is Dreamz Song no 6...its called 'The Unfinished song...".

The Unfinished Song

A few chords unstruck,
A few lines not written,
for a song that is still incomplete.
What I wrote reminds me,
of the past, memories.
sweet and bitter.
Whats left are all dreamz,
unfulfilled and incomplete.

As a new phase starts,
a new life begins,
leaving all thats behind,
and taking only memories,
to cherish mostly,
and sometimes to regret.
Coming with me also,
is the dream,
The way will be unknown,
The players new,
the rules will change...

What wont is the dream,
the promise of the lines not written,
Want to come along with me,
on the new way,
to complete the unfinished dream?

Saturday, April 22, 2006

In da ZONE...

Well, after writing The Unfinished Song, I have gone on to write the The Hazy Picture, which is in some ways my picture too, and which is also according to me is my best song ever. Both will be posted very very soon. I guess there are some stages in life, some moments which take your creativity to an entirely new level. Well one of them will be clearer after I post The Hazy Picture(pun intended) and the second is related to all of us...I mean for all of us enjoying our last days in college.I am sure everyone must be having mixed feelings of sadness n happiness.Sad because a very important part of our lifes would come to an end, sad also because we might not make better friends as we move on to our professional life or worse as Aaamir Khan said in DCH, "saal me ek baar toh kya, dus saal me ek baar bhi milna mushkil..."

And happy because no college means an end to all those silly classes, practicals, exams , results etc etc. But who knows, we might miss these very things which we all detest so much now, as we move on in life. Happy also because, a new stage of life would be started with new challenges, people and memorable moments.

But leaving aside what might be or might not be in the future and celebrating the present, here is a big thank you to all my friends for making these four years at DCE the most memorable ones of my life. Well, three cheers to all of will be tough leaving all this and moving on...but that's the way it is!

Friday, April 21, 2006

Mothers Love...

I received the following mail from my mom:-)She actually made me sit on the computer and read the whole thing, when I came back from hostel today.:-(So, just for her here is the complete n unabridged text of the mail...enjoy;-)

When you were 1 year old, she fed you and bathed you.
You thanked her by crying all night long.

When you were 2 years old, she taught you to walk.
You thanked her by running away when she called.

when you were 3 years old, she Made all your meals with love.
You thanked her by tossing your plate on the floor.

When you were 4 years old, she gave you some crayons.
You thanked her by coloring the dining room table.

When you were 5 years old, she dressed you for the holidays.
You thanked her by plopping into the nearest.

When you were 6 years old, she walked you to school.
You thanked her by screaming, "I' M Not Going!"

When you were 7 years old, she bought you a baseball.
You thanked her by throwing it through the next-door neighbor's window.

When you were 8 years old, she handed you a ice-cream.
You thanked her by dripping it all over your lap.

When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano lessons.
You thanked her by never even bothering to practice.

When you were 10 years old, she drove you all day, from soccer to gymnastic to one birthday party after another.
You thanked her by jumping out of the car and never looking back.

When you were 11 years old, she took you and your friends to the movies.
You thanked her by asking to sit in a different row.

When you were 12 years old, she warned you to not to watch certain TV Shows.
You thanked her by waiting until she left the house.

When you were 13 years old, she suggested a haircut.
You thanked her by telling her she had no taste.

When you were 14 years old, she paid for a month away at summer camp.
You thanked her by forgetting to write a single letter.

When you were 15 years old, she came home from work, looking for a hug.
You thanked her by having your bedroom door locked.

When you were 16 years old, she taught you how drive her car.
You thanked her by taking it every chance you could.

When you were 17 years old, she was expecting an important call.
You thanked her by being on the phone all night.

When you were 18 years old, she cried at your high school graduation.
You thanked her by staying out partying until dawn.

When you were 19 years old, she paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus carried your bags.
You thanked her by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends.

When you were 20 years old, she asked whether you were seeing anyone.
You thanked her by saying, " It's none of your business."

When you were 21 years old, she suggested certain careers for your future.
You thanked her by saying, "I don't want to be like you."

When you were 22 years old, she hugged you at your college graduation.
You thanked her by asking whether she could pay for a trip to Europe.

When you were 23 years old, she gave you furniture for your your first apartment.
You thanked her by telling your friends it was ugly.

When you were 24 years old, she met your fiancé and asked about your plans for the future.
You thanked her by glaring and growling "Muuhh-ther, Please!"

When you were 25 years old, she helped to pay for your wedding, and cried and told you how deeply she loved you.
You thanked her by moving halfway cross the country.

When you were 30 years old, she called with some advice on the baby.
You thanked her by telling her, "Things are different now."

When you were 40 years old, she called to remind you of a relative's birthday.
You thanked her by saying you were " really busy right now."

When you were 50 years old, she fell ill and needed you to take care of her.
You thanked her by reading about the burden parents become to their children.

And then, one day, she quietly died. And everything you never
did came crashing down like thunder on your YOUR HEART.


hahaha....i hope u r not crying now...;-)....a hug from your mom would come in handy:-)

Sunday, April 16, 2006

The return of the poet...

Well after a short hiatus, the self proclaimed poet is back with his new song.hahaha.Well the songs called the "The Unfinished Song...". It is song no 6 of the Dreamz collection. While I give finishing touches to is a listing of all my more time...


Oliver's Story


Autumn Leaves


Love of a lifetime

Without Reason

Falling Rain

Electronics engineers theme


I am fine.You are fine.

the Silliest Song Ever


Friends Forever

Stella's story
Copy cat part 2

Career Song - The 8 stages

1. when in college : Hum honge kaamiyaab, Hum honge kaamiyaab ek

2. when giving interview to Multi National Company: Tu hi re.. Too hi
....tere binaaa main kaise jiyunn....

3. waiting for interview result: Intehaa ho gai Intzaarki.. aayinaaa
khabar mere yaarki...

4. just joined: Too cheez bhadi hai mast mast.....

5. after some time: Ye kahaan aagaye hum??

6. After some more time: Naa koyi umang hai, naa koyi tarang hai,
jindagi kya ek kati Pathang hai (booohoooo)

7. floating the resume: kabootar ja ja ja... kabootar ja ja ja...
pyar ki peheli chitti...

8. finally when you don't get a better offer any longer: Jeena yehaan,
marna yehaan iske si wa jaana kahaan...!!!

Friday, April 14, 2006

You are beautiful...its true

Well, you must have come across many a beautiful face whenever you are out. Beautiful the song goes. So, what do you think at that moment? Will you see the pretty face again in your life? Or is it just a momentary glimse? Will you get to ever talk to her ever or the remembrance of her would forever be just a passing though beautiful moment?hmmm.

Well, ask Keats and he will say that a Thing of beauty is a joy forever. Can a momentary glance give you a joy forever...can a beautiful moment on the street be as divine so as to make you remember it for a long time?Well, I wonder!So does James Blunt expect that what i do in prose he does in verse. Here are the lines from his song, You are beautiful...

My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Fucking high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.

Tuesday, April 11, 2006


Check out the latest poems and posts at:
Pieces of me...

Well, before you get all excited, the person I am talking about is Kajol and the movie in question is, you know it, its Fannah.hahaha.

Well, Kajol being my all time fav actress, I am most eagerly looking forward to this movie. Especially with Aamir as well, it promises to be a huge hit.

Well, whats a post without a few lines from a song thrown in.Well, here are the couple of lines which appear in Fannah's ads...

"Aaj tere dil me mere saanso ko panah mil jae,
tere ishq me aaj mere jaan faanah ho jae".

carry on Kajol, i am watching!

Monday, April 10, 2006


Well, college is coming to an end. And if theres a song which sums up what I feel right now, then it has to be DESTINATION UNKNOWN by MARIETTA from the Top Gun soundtrack.I came across it recently on the orkut profile of a friend. The song is just...MINDBLOWING!

I see life and it's passin' right before my eyes
And the past is the past
Don't regret it, time to realize
I need to walk on the wire
Just to catch my breath
I don't know how or where
But I'm goin' it's all that I have left

It don't matter where it takes me
Long as I can keep this feelin'
Runnin' through my soul

Never took this road before - destination unknown
Oh oh oh ohohoh - destination unknown
Won't be comin' back this way
Gotta go it alone
Oh oh oh ohohoh - destination unknown

See a chance gotta take it
Wanna meet my fate
Cause the last thing I ever wanted
Was to find out it's too late
No way out when you're in it
Deeper than the night
There's a light at the end of the tunnel
I see it burnin' bright

It don't matter where it takes me
Long as I can keep this feelin'
Runnin' through my soul

Never took this road before - destination unknown
Oh oh oh ohohoh - destination unknown
Won't be comin' back this way
Gotta go it alone
Oh oh oh ohohoh - destination unknown

Sunday, April 09, 2006

Romeo and Juliet: Software Engineers

Well, getting bored with my BTech Project, I was just thinking, what would happen if Romeo and Juliet were software engineers.what?well whats the harm in imagining.

Well, having taken that assumption, what would a typical conversation look this:

Romeo: Dear, write me a code (love letter) than would take a lifetime to compile (read).

Guess what Juliet replied…well here is her code…I mean love letter…


void main()


int i;

for(i=0;i>=-1;i++) //infinite loop

cout<<”\nI miss you very much”;

cout<<”\nI love you very much”;



Romeo: downloaded, installed, compiled and run!

Saturday, April 08, 2006

Where the mind is without fear...

by Rabindranath Tagore

Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls;
Where words come out from the depth of truth;
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;
Where the mind is led forward by Thee to ever-widening thought and action -
Into that heaven of freedom, my father, let my country awake.

Just when the rhetoric on both sides of the reservation divide is reaching the acme, I have nothing more to add than the above lines by Rabindranath Tagore. They talk about a vision for a nation. A vision which sadly has been dealt many blows during the course of its existence.
For further reading I would recommend the following articles, very well written, by a couple of my friends,

Friday, April 07, 2006

For my sis...

You fight with them. You tease them. You hate them. You cant live with them. You cant live without them. Well, I always say(actually this is the first time), that as God couldn't be everywhere so he made mothers. And as each of us could have only one mother, so he made sisters.hahaha.bad joke.

Well, though I dont have any real sisters, I have more than my fair share of very sweet(and irritating!)cousin sisters. One of them, who is two years younger than me, is now staying in Delhi, away from her parents, for her studies. Its about her that I am going to talk of today.

One of the earliest recollections, I have of her, are those walks back and to Dilli Haat, from my home, when we were very young. For a journey which is only 15 min walking, got converted to atleast double that. There was me, my younger brother and my sis, taking the longer routes to home and playing all those silly games. Just thinking about them, brings back a whole lot of memories.

Also, when she came to our house in her vacations, we used to play all those pranks among ourselfs and on the by now suspecting people in our colony. I mean, blank calls and prank calls(missed callls n sms did not exist then), were the most innocent of our mischiefs. Looking back at those moments, I realize that those were among the most precious ones, of my growing up days atleast.

From the nostalgic past, to the wonderful present and also looking forward to our futures, there are a hundred things that I can write about her and about us. Among the most touching one was when she was staying with me at our home and her class 10 results were due to come. We were checking the net since midnight and when the result came finally at 2 am, only we two were awake. Unexpectedly, atleast for me, she did not have a very good result. Then after staying quite for a few minutes, she started crying and very badly at that. I tried somehow to console her, but from what I remember, with all my stupid arguments, she did not seem to be convinced. Eventually, somehow, I made her goto sleep. Though I still sometimes tease her about how much she cried that night, and she the biggest of liars, denies that this ever happened at all, looking back, I remember feeling very very bad and helpless at that time. Bad because she was my sis and I loved her very much and helpless because, there was nothing I could do at that moment to make her happy.

Moving to other things, shes one person to whom I tell everything, well, almost everything! Shes the only one in the family who knows that I have had drinks in college. She was the first person to know(by 5 sec) that I did not make it in my MBA interview. On hearing this, she immediately offered to do group study with me(C2D) when I give the CAT in 06 and also to visit me in Mysore, where I have have to go for my job training.hahaha.In that respects, shes more a friend sometimes, than just a sister.

Finally, on a sweeter note, as the age difference between us is only 2 years, I never force her, or better she never cares to call me bhaiya or bhai or something similar. She calls me by my name, and its better that ways. But sometimes(i mean 1 in 100), when she is somehow happy with me,
(mostly shes irritated,hahaha!!!), then all of a sudden she calls me bhai. That I think, or would rather like to think, comes more dil se then if I had forced her to call me that ways. It is at these moments, that I wish to be able to do anything for her. Even her college assignment, waking up upto 3 in the night. I hope sis, you are not reading dis part!

Even though she stays in Delhi now, we both have become a bit busy with our colleges and MBA classes. Somtimes, actually most times, I miss all those moments spent back then and somehow hope that, we should never have grown up and had stayed forever in that dreamy world, with not a care for the present or the future. Fantasies, such as these,however, are not made to be true.

Well, somehow sis, I would not want you to read this, but for the 1% chance that you will, heres telling you, that I love you very very much, that I am sorry for all the times(yes, there have been many), when I have knowingly or unknowingly hurt you, anf finally that I wish you all the success and happiness that you have ever wanted in life. On that note, heres signing off,
your bhai,

Thursday, April 06, 2006


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good view of...Masti...unlimited!