Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Raksha

Mein aapki raksha karoongi.
Aur aap meri raksha keejiye.
Hum sab milke,
Iss duniya ki raksha karenge.

Pray to allay the grief of dear ones, of 25th August, 2007 bomb blast(s) victims.

Friday, August 17, 2007

Reforming

The more I try to understand myself, the more complicated and uglier I look.

I hate to act as if I am quite confident and know what I am, when I am not. I hate to talk as if i have thought of every subject and formed my opinions long before, even when it is the first time i thought of. But why do I do that? Is it that I wanted to be on high in their minds? Or do I fear that I loose my charm if i have any? It is irritatingly pity to be uncertain of oneself.

When I see, some rare people of the mob around, I am awed with their simplicity and my self hatred erupts in humiliation. How could they be so honest with others when I am not able to be like that with myself in certain matters? What a stupid and nonentity am I, among those very simple and very ordinary people!

Let me read you and learn a bit.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Freedom to the self

Wasting time is not good this way. I still feel the heat of the discussions and couldn't be there a moment more (my boiling point is very low.) , as it is taking too many branches and is full of imaginative schedule for the future donations to the orphanages and better treatment of the serving maids and their kids and what not. Let me raise my voice before this heat goes off.

The people who don't know how to look straight at the point and make 100 interpretations of what their boss speaks, are here to talk about the Child Labour. The people who spend half the day gossiping around, are here to give suggestions to improve the society. And the people who don't know how to respect their parents, are here to join their hands with illusion.


Enough is
enough! If you want to waste your time, waste it as if you are really wasting. So that next time, when you start working, you will be reminded of the time you wasted and probe you more to concentrate on the work. This type of inspirational talk will just let you to feel good about yourself for the time being, that you can also think like a human which you are in doubt, every time you see a failure of the nation(as Raj quotes).

Let's give an end to this sentimental drama. Get real and get life. Think before you act and do act if you are in sync with your conscience. Let's give freedom to ourselves from the curbs of the society specially from the people who try to carry us away with inspirations and people who try to teach us the essence of life. Let's be strong and stick to the tune.

Jiyo apni zindagi, jo kisi pe bhoj na ho,
Jiyo apni style se, jisse kisi ko takleef na ho.

Friday, August 10, 2007

No. Please.. I can't

Anita asks me to take part in the skit, which is planned to initiate the fellow members to recognise the exaltation of independence. She doesn't know my problem. Probably you also don't know. I can do multiprocessing with exception of "stand" and "speak" processes at once. I told her the same. She says that the character will not stand but comfortably sits.

Why doesn't she understand? The problem is not to stand or to sit. Stand process, I meant is facing the gang which includes some, I never spoke to and when all are eager to entertain themselves, while i make fool of myself. I told her my decision that i will not take part in the skit. I know, she is hurt and probably thought, i have shown the attitude by turning down the request. I hope, she'll understand it has got nothing to do with attitude and it is my lameness that laid me back.

I remember my dreadful presentations in the past. I feel relaxed now, as they are over. Hopefully I would never have to do it again. I swear, I couldn't feel at ease with at least one even while the count kept increasing.

Sometimes, I try to make the bold appearance but the speaker inside me wobbles. May be the chemical that makes you orate is less in my Blood? That could be the thing which made me comfortable with my job where I don't have to do the sing and dance work (reporting) and this will be done by TL on my behalf.

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

Shock- 2

Though it's not more shocking than the Shock-1, which i missed to post here, it left me in a position to decide whether to enjoy the moment and be happy or to feel guilty for supporting a couple, who are going to give a life-time shock to their loving parents.

Nashi says she is happy, but I'm not sure if I'm as much happy as she is. I genuinely feel, it is being done in the wrong way. I'm not against love marriages and i never could be. For known/unknown reasons, i am not in consent with their ideas and not able to enjoy the sigh of relief when much anticipated marriage is over.

Whatever, Kicking out my ideology, I wish them a happy married life and not to get into any complications i am presuming.

Friday, August 03, 2007

Preponed friendship day


You pat me often and
wake me up from the reveries.

You care to listen
even when you get bored to death
to my palling stories of the past.

You prattle as much as me and
ready to play the silly games all night

Yet! Only you and me do know,
there is something unspoken
which will be cherished all the time.

Thank you, Friends.

Thursday, August 02, 2007

Sigh no More


My moody mood, in its low, was not letting me to work any more for today. I, on self-help mission, was browsing afloat through this nice link sent by my colleague (SNORT, of course, he doesn't snort!). I liked this poem in all and I would love to copy it for you. I never knew before that Shakespeare did write something in a language, i could understand.

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more,
Men were deceivers ever;
One foot in sea, and one on shore,
To one thing constant never.

Then sigh not so,
But let them go,
And be you blith and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into Hey nonny, nonny.

Sing no more ditties, sing no mo
Of dumps so dull and heavy;
The fraud of men was ever so,
Since summer first was leavy.

Then sigh not so,
But let them go,
And be you blith and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into Hey nonny, nonny.

-- by William Shakespeare

PS: I don't have anything against MEN. So Men, you can change it however you like and read with gusto.