tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199560712012-02-08T08:04:52.707+05:30"Beginnings are usually scary and endings are usually sad, but it's everything in between that makes it all worth living." This blog is a collection of that "everything in between" of my life...Siddharth Saxenahttps://profiles.google.com/101277280542888766701noreply@blogger.comBlogger1331100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19956071.post-65374564038499293342010-09-17T00:30:00.002+05:302010-09-17T23:19:38.329+05:30

The Comeback Post: "Months of Life" The Delhi Metro finally gave me some respite. It opened in South Delhi and instead of me driving around the Ring Road- DND Route everyday, I was now a true "Metro Man". I had been envious all this while, of people living in East Delhi and West Delhi and North Delhi, as they had something which we, in the south did not have- The Metro! The relief from the

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Lonely Bird...who wants to Fly This poem is the Story of a girl who after years of darkness, ultimately finds light and the road to fulfill her destiny. The poem has been written in alternate stanzas of English and Hindi. A caged bird looks to the sky, Across horizons she wants to fly.                                                   Caged and bound she has always been, Now her only desire

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When Time Stands Still.....The Kaise Mujhe Tum Mil Gaye Moment!There are levels in a relationship from the time when you meet someone to the time when you start liking that person and to the point when you can not live without that person. Liking can be based on physical attraction or it can be gradual based on liking of nature, personality or inner beauty. The more you spend time with a person,

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The MBA Placement Journey...through G-Talk Status messages! The placement process as at any institute always starts with the finalizing your resume. That is more difficult than it sounds, involving collecting all your achievements and projects, putting them in perfect words which are "crisp" and "concise". Further, it also involves getting it reviewed from other people who always come up with

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On the Last Day....15th March.... Vishnu did not want to say good bye... Neha was sentimental...that explains the touching good bye mail she sent to the group.. Manoj remembered his friends... and Saikat gave parting a touching, musical twist...ya...These "Seasons in the Sun" will be long cherished and remembered.... Coming to HR, Bhasin was confused...hota hai... and Shailesh Jha was

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The RED Tree and other related memories There is a tree, a tree with red flowers..standing and seeing what all the last 2 years have been...its now full with flowers...but everyday you look...the flowers keep falling...and the tree...standing like it has always been...saying goodbye to the flowers fallen...waiting for the wind to take them away and spread their fragnance...the tree stays the

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Placement to Placement...Engineering to MBA... Final year at Delhi College of Engineering to Final Year at IMT Ghaziabad. The same time of the year, the same dreaded 'P' word. P for placements. The same feelings, the same fears and aspirations. Seems nothing has changed. There is an economic meltdown and C/C++ and Quant practice has been replaced by Sub prime fundas and marketing gyan, but still

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Best of Gtalk Status Messages(MBA inspired, Micro Blogging at its Best! :D) I know there has been no post on confessions for some time. There are a couple of poems written somewhere in my 4th trimester note book and there is an idea of a post inspired by an amazing thought shared by one of our marketing faculty teachers in his last class. But, alas...till I and those poems and that "amazing

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Blogging is out...Microblogging is in...This is how Wikipedia defines micro-blogging ...“Micro-blogging is a form of blogging that allows users to write brief text updates (usually less than 200 characters) and publish them, either to be viewed by anyone or by a restricted group which can be chosen by the user. These messages can be submitted by a variety of means, including text messaging,

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About a Girl......(searching for things...that I just can not see...)Before realizing a dream, the first step is to realize what is it exactly that we want from life. To many times we wander aimlessly without knowing what is it that we really desire. This poem is about one such girl. It is about everyone infact, everyone who is going through the path towards self realization and awareness.About a

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Taare Zameen Par...Yeh To Hain Sardi Mein Dhoop Ki KiraneUtarein Jo Aangan Ko Sunhera Sa KarneMann Ke Aandheron Ko Roshan Sa Kar DeinThithurti Hatheli Ki Rangat Badal Dein....Rarely, does one come across a song which expresses so deep a thought using so common examples. Through things like the different facets of nature's beauty, the song tries to tell us that there are certain invaluable things

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The Poem for all Times 2nd EditionThe first "The Poem for all Times" which was co-written with a friend touched on one aspect of love...."the finding part"....The second goes beyond that...to the "reclaiming part". Here it goes...Main jee raha tha zindagi kuch aise,Khushiyon pe badal chaa rahein ho jaise.Bhula raha tha saare baatein aur yaadein,Akele raah pe chala jaa raha hun jaise.Ek mod pe do

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The poem for all times...2nd EditionThe Premise"Chaahe Jo Tumhe Poore Dil SeMilta Hai Woh Mushkil SeAisa Jo Koi Kahin HaiBas Vahi Sabse Hasin HaiUs Haath Ko Tum Thaam LoWoh Meherbaan Kal Ho Na Ho..."Love is not meant to be all flowers and rainbows. Life changes, things move on and people change. Vows of a lifetime turn into bonds of distrust. Ties that binded two individuals into one now start

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Because forever has no end...What would you do if I went away.Would you forgive me, if I couldn't stay.Crossing boundaries, we would both meet,and write own own destiny.As with you forever, I will be your friend.Because my dear, forever has no end.What would you do if doubts took love away,Would you forgive me if I hurt you someday.Like a ship through stormy seas,Love would emerge stronger one

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So near yet, so far....a Love StoryTimes since you not here,a life without life it seems.Whats a poem without a rhyme,Whats a life with you not there.Days since you not here,each minute seems an eternity.The shadows on my wall remind,my loneliness cast in time.Seconds since you not here,how much I miss you, I can not say.When every tear is a river of memories.When the breeze says your name,kisses

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Marriage:The story of a girl Dedicated to one of my very close friends, who's about to take the next step in life. Wishing her all the very best for it.A garden of dreams,was where she grew up.The family's little girl,was what they called her.Now, at the threshold,she wonders what lies ahead.Mixed emotions run through her head.As she leaves the world she has known,A new chapter in her life

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Seasons of love....(a new poem with Rashmi)It was the summer with its flair.But there was something hot in the air.The cheeks were blushing red,and the eyes were shining black.Yes, there was something hot in the air.It was the rain dancing with its zeal.But there were drops trickling on my feet.My smile was saying a thousand words.Her eyes promised a whole new world.Yes, there was something

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Presenting on Friendships Day…Neha Feat SiddharthThe poem for all times....Mein jee raha tha zindagi kuch aise,Ek manzil ke talash the jaise.Ek raah dhoondh raha tha main,Kisse ka intezaar tha shayad mujhe.Mein jee rahe the zindagi kuch aise,Ek humsafar ke aas the jaise.Mein has rahe the kuch pal aise,Mano chupa rahe the apne aason jaise.Sitaron ke daman se ek taara mil gaya.Baadal hat gaya mujhe

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Collaborations....Siddharth SaxenaFeat Rashmi Priyadarshini Part 2Roads gone by...(A new poem co-written along with one of my very good friends.)"Zindagi ke safar main gujar jaate hain jo muqaam. Woh phir nahi aate woh phir nahi aate. "Smiles, laughter, joy and the play.The image of the girl, with that smiling face.Crushes and heartbreaks, every other day.All come back to me,Sweet memories as

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An angel touched me...The poet is back, after a long time. Here's a poem, the first one written in Delhi, for about a year. Hoping you will like it.Such times there were, the skies seemed so distant.The lights were dimming, the night nearing.An angel came and showed me the way.From night to brightness, she took me away.Such times there were, when loneliness reigned.No shoulder to cry,no one to

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Snapshots from Hell part2...Life at B School Its been a week now at B-School, and already it seems like it has been ages. After a year of working, going back to college has not been such a difficult transition to make, in the sense of adjusting to a college environment. It was only a year ago when I was sitting in the canteen of Delhi College of Engineering, remembering all four years of college

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Love is all around me...Part2Clarification to last post..:-):-):-):-):-):-)Well, the sad state of affairs in my life is ending. I am going back to Delhi and will finally be one of "them". The study workload willing, of course. Another factor is that I will be out of a job for the next two years. Well, thinking about that, I am not so sure after all, about leaving. The Pune-Delhi calls were at

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Love is all around me...but still.....Husband and wife work in the same company. The wife waits in the office till the husband completes his work. Then the husband picks the wife up on his way home.What could be sweeter.A guy is shifting from his house. The girlfriend gets sad. The guy cuts his long hair about which the girl had been complaining for so long. The girl is happy again.The girl is

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Collaborations...Shivangi Malot Feat Siddharth SaxenaAlone I walk...Alone I walk on this road of unmade dreamsAlone I think who I am?Am I the one who is made to walk on this roador am I myself building this road by my unmade dreams.Alone I walk on this road of unmade dreamsAlone I think who I am?Am I the one chasing an impossible dream,or am I the one making things impossible by my dreams.Alone I

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Dream On..."Yeh roshni ke saath kyunDhuaan utha chiraag seYeh khwaab dekhthi hun mainKe jag padi hun khwaab see."Have you ever had an impossible dream? A dream however much you want to, you know it will never come true. You pray and pray, wishing that maybe somehow this dream of yours came true. But deep down you know, that what you are chasing would forever be a dream, never a reality. A stage

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Friends.Forever.There are people,and there are people.There are friends,and there are friends.There are times,and there are times.Am glad i was there at the perfect time.A story of that special time...(Special thanks to Rashmi Priyadarshini for the video)

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What I also do at Pune...

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Fortunate...Smiles and TearsFortunate is the onewho get a life worthwhile.Fortunate is the onewho can share a smile.Fortunate is the onewho has a shoulder to cry.Fortunate is the onewho has a love in life.Love and friendship givea meaning to life.Fortunate is the onewho has both by his side.A few find true friendship.Fewer find true love.Its a treasure,don't lose it.Cause you are the chosenfew

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A Birthday WishBirthdays tell us that,we have come so far,but we have so muchmore to go.Birthdays area celebration of life,and a reminder that,life goes on.Year after year.It does not stop.We take the love andthe memories along.Rest we throw away.And prepare ourselvesto go ahead,to fulfill our dreams,till our next birthday.sid.

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Jim Morrison: The DoorsFriends can help each other. A true friend is someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself-and especially to feel. Or, not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at the moment is fine with them. That's what real love amounts to-letting a person be what he really is.“There are things known, and there are things unknown, and in between are the Doors.”The time to

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STATE OF THE ART...Pieces of Me.My Best Lines Ever.Written especially on the eve of 29th Mar 2006...This is how it started...On your birthday,Here are some pieces of me.Giving them from me to you,straight from the heart.For the moments you are alone.For the moments you will read them,and remember me.What are those pieces...(There’s a whole poem, but that would have to wait for some other time,

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Confessions Recommends...Please check out my new site, specifically devoted to advertising. Its looks at various print ads and comments on them. You will love it, if you are fond of ads.http://punchlineexpert.blogspot.com

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Collaborations....Rashmi Priyadarshini Feat Siddharth SaxenaDesire.......Not Without You.You are the fire, which is burning me inside,but this is the desire, when I close my eyes.You are the ocean, in which I am drowning,but this is desire, in which I am wandering.You are the earth, exploding beneath me,but this is the desire, building up inside me.With you is my destiny, make it true,Without you

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From darkness to light...Friends forever, is what it seemed.A world of our own is what it looked to be.Moved too far away now,Maybe that’s what it was meant to be.Maybe there is after all,something wrong in me.Intentions good are what you need.Help, care and you shall receive.But you see life, and your faith shakes.Maybe being good was not the way to be.Maybe there is after all,something wrong in

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Mysore: The Final Edition special thanks to shivangi malot for this.

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For Mysore....

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What I do at Pune?Apart from being at the cutting edge (bleeding edge actually, but its only me who is bleeding!!!) of technology(;-)...will explain later), I seemed to have finally caught the bug. No, its not in my software, its my new found membership of "i-reply-to-silly-emails" club. Too much bleeding(from the cutting edge of technology, obviously) finally drove to seek remedies. The

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Back...to where it all startedIt was almost five months ago, when I, on my birthday took a flight to Mysore from Delhi. Mysore was the place I was going for my training and Delhi was my hometown which I was leaving. Yes, I was crying in the flight then(ya ya ya, guys do cry). Delhi was the place where I had lived throughout my life. It represented family, home, friends and well everything. To

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Sweetheart...From today onwards, I will be writing a series. A series about love, true love. Its dedicated to two of my very close friends. I will call them N and S. The series is called Sweetheart, and it starts with a touching poem, in Hindi which S wrote for N. Hoping you will like it.Dosti se pyaar aapse kar beethe,Aapke pyaar mein hum kya se kya kar beethe Aapne hamme chooaa, toh aap ek dost

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The Company: Continued,110 days 110 days, yes that’s how long it has been for most of us here. 110 days of software modules, projects, making friends, missing home, enjoying and being fed up. These 4 months have been like 4 years of college compressed 10 times. From getting to know each other in the interactive Infosys Leadership Institute (ILI) classes in the beginning to becoming friends,

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Random Thoughts: The Company Infosys is in some ways more an institution than just a company. An institute which trains thousands of people each year from diverse engineering backgrounds to be quality software engineers. An institution which also represents values and principles at a time when these very qualities are fast disappearing in the corporate world. Concentrating on the more mundane

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Nothing more to write...the song of a home sick person...During the three months till now at Mysore, the emotions have ranged from first pleasant surprises, to total enjoyment to now pure home sickness. Here is a poem reflecting on the third emotion.Countless are the days,in here we have spent.Joy,sorrow and dislike,all emotions we have felt.Time now we feel,has come to move on.When the magic of

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The Malegoan MaladyThe nation has been held ransom for too long by petty politicians wanting to garner votes and terrorists hoping to achieve their objectives by the use of fear.What do you do to polarize sentiment on religious lines? You go and put a bomb near a religious place. People get killed, divisions get deepened, and a fear psychosis sets in,

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From my corporate intranet blog...Girls...8/25/06 05:03 pm Having just taken membership of the ECC, me and another girl are discussing what all things we will do in the coming days. The topic comes to the swimming pool.The girl asks... "siddharth ek baat bata, yeh swimming pool ke 'girls-timings' aur 'boys-timing' kya-kya hain". Girls...again8/25/06 02:07 pmOne of my batchmates calls me on my

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Copy Cat Part 3...The Best Of Company Intranet HumorA sign of the changing times.Sholay.Mausi scene.Take 2.Amitabh: Mausi ladka infosys main kaam karta hai.Mausi: Hai ram.Amitabh: Aajkal allocated hai.Mausi: toh kya unallocated bhi rahta hai.Amitabh:Ab 1 ki rating waalon ka allocation itni se asaani se kahaanhota hai.Mausi: To kya 1 ki rating bhi aati hai uski.Amitabh: PL se ladai karne ke baad

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Thoughts on love...Part2For all that I talk about love, or the message about love that my poems might convey,I do not believe in true love. From a purely practical perspective, what is love but hormones at work, from a psychological perspective, what is love but an attraction, a phase everyone goes through. Maybe its a name we give for a basic need, a need for companionship, the need to be with

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Random Thoughts Part 21. The realization...Kathai Aankhon Wali Ik Ladki,Ek Hee Baat Par Bighadati Hai,Tum Mujhe Kyun Nahin Mile Pehle,Roz Keh Kar Mujhe Ladti Hai,Kathai Aankhon Wali Ik Ladki.2. The feeling...You're on the roadBut you've got no destinationYou're in the mudIn the maze of her imaginationYou love this townEven if that doesn't ring trueYou've been all overAnd it's been all over

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What I do at Mysore...

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For my sis...Part2Somethings we just love to hate. Love to fight with. Love to tease. But still cant seem to live without the same very things. My friend Shishir calls them the 'Reincarnation of Evil' . I too have a similar 'Reincarnation of Evil' in my life. It is none other than my sister. My sis, about whom I wrote so much in an earlier post.It was from her that I got my first rakhi today,

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Six Gems...songs that touched me...1)Tumse Milke...Soul stirring music, great lyrics, Anil Kapoor and Madhuri...burning up the screen. What more can you ask for? A very touching and romantic song from parinda.The lyrics echo the feelings..."Maine kiya hai raat din, bas tera he intezar,tere bina aata nahi, ek pal mujhe ab aaram,apna yeh vada raha, tumse na honge judaa."2) Aata Jaate: So what if

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First Salary... Well, the first salary for many of us, is the culmination of what all we looked forward to at school and college. A day comparable to any other, a day which everyone will remember throughout their lives. A day which, as they say...will go down memories lane. Yes, we all at Mysore got our first salaries last week. Coming just on the eve of the weekend of the great 25th year

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Paths of destiny...The next song in the Visions collection...Paths of destinya destination soughta goal to seeksome things to achieveto be there somedaythe deepest of desiresthe strongest of motives.Left behind are memoriesahead is destinyTo let go or hold onOn the crossroads, it seems.Whats left is now behindOr is it a strength to carry on.Difficult choices, butthe easy path was never with me.

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Thoughts on love...I have been thinking lately, thinking a lot, about things, about people, about love. Triggering the thought process are questions, questions for which there are no definite answers. Questions for which the more you search, the more you find how much less you know. Yes, I am talking about love, the hows and whys of it. The ins and outs of it.The answers though for most of these

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Five signs you are in love...i)You read and re-read your SMS messages, smile each time, and then proceed to read them one last time.ii)You get missed calls all through the day. What do u do?You reply instantly by a missed call.iii)You just have to speak to that special someone, just before you go to sleep.iv)You suddenly, almost overnight, become a poet, writing mushy lines and penning

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A poem...straight from my heart...This is Visions Song No 5. Its called Looking ahead. Yes, its dedicated and yes its very close to my heart. Its the answer to a question...a question which has no answers.Looking aheadLook ahead, the future beckonsWhat will be, what will not be.To worry, rejoice or think about.It is love which asks the questionsIt is love which gives the answers.The present we

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I see people, I look for faces...Going to a new place, a place where you don't have your family, only contacts. A place where you don't have friends, only colleagues. Its at places such as these, you try to look for familiar faces. Amongst unknown, never seen before people, you suddenly start seeing people, people you know, people you love. You start thinking what if instead of these unknown

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Close to my heart...In moments of solitude, your mind wanders. You think of things close to your heart. Things that bring you comfort. Things that connect to again to your past, to your loved ones, to that special loved one.Handwritten letters which speak of love, that photo album with all your favorite college pics, that photo frame with you and that special someone, pictures of your family in

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Like memories...Heres presenting song no 4 of Visions, its called Like Memories and its dedicated to all my friends...On the way to dreams, somedayA path may come when you,find yourself alone.Cry not, just look behindI'l be there with you like beforeFor you my friend, today to everafterAs I say, its friends forever.What we have sharedwill always be there.Past is not what we have lostIn our hearts

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This is not a poem...Heres presenting Visions, song no 3...its called...This is not a poem...and I am trying to act confused...or am I...my first venture into the abstract...I dont need youI am not your friendI am not your enemyI am just meI have a pastI cherish sometimesSometimes I like to forgetI have a futureSometimes I want to builtSometimes I wish it never cameI want just me.I dont like youI

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The Mysore Post... Well, this is my first actual post from Mysore. The life here is good and I have written three poems since I came here two weeks ago and the fourth one is also almost complete. Something about the wonderful weather here I guess, inspiring in me the passion or the junoon to write these poems. Well, first things first,life and the weather here as I have said are brilliant,

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The story continued....in SS677's words..."So i pick up where sid has left off, what makes me even better candidate to continue is the fact that i was the one who was in the most conscious state of the three of us...first to correct sid lets make that 300ml of his something like 180ml-200ml....by god sid to 50ml lete hi tunn ho jata hai :D !! well getting back to the story i and 682 returned to

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The last day...Project, Some Special Moments and 300 ml of whiskey.......the story of my last working day in DCE and the last nite in the hostel...The time is 4 in the morning. Am still on the computer, reading those final few topics and copying those final few files onto my pen drive. All in preparation for our B-Tech project presentation, the next day. The D-Day, in fear of which we all had

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Leaving home…off to Mysore Living in hostel does not imply leaving home, especially when home is a two hour bus journey away. Having the option of going back to home sweet home on any day makes hostel just an extension of the home, where you have to stay for certain periods of the week. Thats why despite living in the hostel of DCE, the feeling of leaving home was never there, home as I

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I am FANNA...Dur Humse Jaa Paoge Kaise,Humko Bhool Paoge Kaise.Hum Who Khushbu Jo Saanson Mein Utar Jaye, Khud Apni Saanxon Ko Rok Paoge Kaise..Rone de tu aaj hamako tu aankhe sujane debaho me lele aur khud ko bheeg jane dehai jo seene me quaid dariya wo chut jayegahai itana dard ki tera daman bheeg jayega..E Khuda Aaj Ye Faisla Karde,Use Mera ya Mujhe Uska Karde.Nahi Likha Agar Nasib Me Uska

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Hum Tum...

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Its a new day.Its a new collection.Starting a new phase...Going on a new path,What better thana new song collection,to start things off...Here is presenting Visions...and the first song is....Thoughts on a beautiful dayA day of dreams...an evening of beauty,long to see you,as lovers only do.Happiness apparent, longing within,to see you, to be with you.On a day like you,sweet and charming.Cant

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Taking stock...part2...the poemsThe cheesiest poem.... the Silliest Song EverThe most popular...Friends ForeverThe critics award...DeceptionThe most commented...DilemmaThe positive message award...Autumn LeavesThe story in a poem award...Stella's storyMy favorite poem...The Hazy picture...My Best poem...On your birthdayNo link???hahaha.No its not an error.The songs dedicated so can not be put on

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Well...I am back...Confessions is now five months old, and now its time to sit back and take stock. Here a listing of the most memorable posts...The most comical post...all the dope on what shouldnt but does happen at MBA GD's. Group Discussions and Personal InterviewsThe most sentimental post...the feeling of what if???the fear of losing, and hope of being together...the road to 'friends

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For you...In the words of Bob Marley...Good friends we have, oh, good friends weve lostAlong the way.In this great future, you cant forget your past;So dry your tears, I seh.God bless you, where ever you are...

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Exams...Final semester.Last days in college.Final Exams...and its so hard to study. But if you have a task, you got to complete it. So, while I complete the formalities of studying for my finals, heres a thought to ponder over:Just when you start getting the answers, the questions change.Think about it.See you after the exams.

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The Sound of glass...not just another college leaving post.Ask anyone of us in college, what are you doing these days?The answer would be the same. Same to the point of being, well boring. Well, I know we are all enjoying our last days in college. Yes, we are having the time of our lives. Yes the coming exams do not scare us one bit(that fear actually disappered a long time ago). Yes, we are all

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Whats real courage?If you have read To Kill a Mockingbird, you would know who was Atticus. If you know who was Atticus, you would know how he defined 'real courage' to his kids, Scout and Jem."I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand. It's when you know you're licked before you begin but you begin anyway and you see it

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Random thoughts... Yaad kuchh aata nahin ye hua kabseHo gaya mushkil chhupana aaj ye sabseTum kahoon to maang loon main aaj kuchh rabseArre re arre kya hua koi na pehchaanaArre re arre banta hai to ban jaaye afsaanaSaamne hain raaste hum guzar jaayeinYa kisike waaste hum thehar jaayeinAb yahaan tak aa gayein ab kidhar jaayeinArre re arre kya hua koi na pehchaanaArre re arre banta hai to ban jaaye

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Think out of the box...think lateral...What wekipedia says...Lateral thinking is a term invented by Edward de Bono. He defines it as a technique of problem solving by approaching problems indirectly at diverse angles instead of concentrating on one approach at length.Lateral thinking is about reasoning that is not immediately obvious and about ideas that may not be obtainable by using only

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Reservations...again...Well, when my friend in LHMC told me about the students strike in all the medical colleges in Delhi, about how she and her classmates were boycotting classes and about the recent protest by college students in India gate, lightening struck twice for me. Seriously after the initial shock when the issue first broke out, the issue had gone off the radar screen at least for me,

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Seasons in the sun...Well the college leaving countdown has started with the classes over and just about the exams to go, its still looking like we all just started. What better song now to capture this moment than the lines from the song Seasons in the sun...So, heres presenting a few slightly modified lines from Seasons in the sun...enjoy and plz dont cry...Goodbye to you, my trusted

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

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The Hazy Picture...In four words...MY BEST SONG EVERDreamz song no 7...heres presenting The Hazy PictureThrough 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 whomyou considered nice,Surprises come in only one color,

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

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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(

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Woh lamhe, woh baatein...yaadein

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Yeh Pal...yaad aayenge yeh pal

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Memories to cherish...

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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

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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 it...here is a listing of all my songs...one more time...Agaaz...Oliver's Story Dilemma Autumn Leaves Deception Love of a lifetime Without

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Copy cat part 2Career Song - The 8 stages1. when in college : Hum honge kaamiyaab, Hum honge kaamiyaab ekdin.....2. when giving interview to Multi National Company: Tu hi re.. Too hire....tere binaaa main kaise jiyunn....3. waiting for interview result: Intehaa ho gai Intzaarki.. aayinaaakuchkhabar mere yaarki...4. just joined: Too cheez bhadi hai mast mast.....5. after some time: Ye kahaan

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You are beautiful...its trueWell, you must have come across many a beautiful face whenever you are out. Beautiful stranger...as 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,

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I LOVE HER AND SHES BACK... 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

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State Of Mind: DESTINATION UNKNOWNWell, 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 eyesAnd the past is the pastDon't regret it, time to

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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

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Where the mind is without fear... by Rabindranath TagoreWhere 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

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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

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Masti...unlimited! Click on the collage to magnify it and get agood view of...Masti...unlimited!

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Friends,forever...now in 32 bit color!

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The best days of my life...

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Dreamz...the journey till nowWell, the Dreamz collection is now five songs old. Each of them is very special to me. But like SRK, my best work is my last one. And that is I am fine.You are Fine. Well, heres a listing of all the five songs...I am fine.You are fine.the Silliest Song EverFriends.InterruptedFriends ForeverStella's story

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Echoing the sentimentAnd If I Did Not Make MistakesKatie Paton...a Scottish PoetAnd if I did not make mistakesAnd give too brief a thought to heavy questionsAnd too much time to little matter;Or if I always knew which road to travelWhere every step would lead me into daylightAnd if each face that turned to watch me passWas broken by a smile;Or if whenever I should choose to lay my heartBare upon

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I am fine.You are fine.Ya, that's the name of Dreamz song no 5. Well it talks about not being true to yourselves and your friends. Wont discuss it much, just enjoy the song...here is presenting...I am fine.You are fine.You say you are ok.You say you are fine.You hide behind that smile.You laugh,but you know its hollow,What do u want to hide?From whom do you want to hide?Killing yourself,like

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Life through yahoo messenger...If there has been one thing which has been an essential part of my online existance, it has been the yahoo messenger. here are some special moments from it...Well, the holi messages to start with...Now coming to the famous victory of SA over Aus...the first two are obviously related to the victory.But of the third message i am not sure.;-)Finally, moving to the misc

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QUE SERA SERA...Well...well...well.if there's one question that's on everyone's lips, its about the future. what will happen tomorrow? by thinking about what happened and worrying at what might be in store for us in the future, we forget, whats most important to us, and that's our present.so, coming back to our questions about our future, here is DORIS DAY answering all of them with one of my

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