back-pack?

back from this super cool, really tiring, but emmensely exciting bagpack trip!
i dont believe its over!!!!! waaaaaah!
16days!
ireland-(london)- netherlands - germany - austria - switzerland - itlay - france!
still trying to get in terms with staying in one place for longer than 3 days :P
more details to come.
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just wanted to log this before the details, cause the coming days seem to be no less full of excitment, and i sure dont want this to be lost.
i sure could write about the places forever... more as and when i can...
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take a break...

They don't call home sweet for nothing.

some...

sigh!
some are around to ruin like a curse...
and some just make it all alright, like there are millions of reasons to smile.
thank you to them, I cherish your presence.
to the others! GO GET A LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

function...

I have found myself thinking on multiple occasions about why a certain set of people(likes of who are called terrorists etc) believe in what they are doing. And I do just keep tracing all routes to come to upbringing.
I am really glad that I was brought up in a secular country. With my books and teachers screaming at me time and again, that all religions are equal, all human are the same, the sun shine on us all. While I did not realise the value of it then, my reaction might just have been "ya ok! like you said that the color of the leaves is green.", it sure did seem to have mingled to become part of my beliefs.
Guess is similar for them... their beliefs are just a function of what they've heard over and over.

and a few more...

Well I don't mean to make this a Sunday ritual but then it like this time of the week, all the week's reflections seems to be spilling over the brim of my memory and with the fear of loosing them I am forced to type. Some from the books I read, some from the movies, some from songs, some from travel and some right from my head.

- The things we cant see are the most important things on this earth. They are called ideas.

- men can see much better than they can think

- the next person coming to London and has an extra weekend to spare MUST go to seven sisters (near Brighton) one of the most breath-taking places!

- Did a little mini trek after ages, and its reinforced more than ever that I totally love it!

- time should not be just passed....it should be used!

- I'm not one who knows too much about languages to be able to appreciate it, but from the few I've heard , I think Urdu is one of the most romantic languages!

sunday evening thoughts

After a really nice, long, thoughtful and quite weekend:

- treat friendship like the sun : its existence undisputed; its radiance best enjoyed, not beheld directly.

- satisfying job:if money and circumstance was not a question, it would be something you would do and continue to do the way you do now and better.

- after the art of photography was perfected, cynics complained that it was the end of painting. Similar was said a while back about printing.

- ' each day to the fullest ' or ' today for a better tomorrow! ' how I hope to strike a balance... SOON

All this and more definately does not make me more able to comment on Zimbabwe's inflation... nor does it make me more prepared for the monday ... but well not that I can help either at this point in time!

thursday evening fun

sitting in london,
dressed for goa,
dining on italian,
and enjoying bollywood of the 70's.
laughing away all by self on a thursday evening...
sigh!

...

worked hard
partied harder
laughed to tears
cried obviously with tears
earned
spent
pampered
got spoilt
was proud
was miserably disappointed
was hopeful
and hopeless
and happy
and angry
There was SO much... I'm quite overwhelmed, and inspite of the negatives, I really enjoyed. The months that have gone by sure did keep me busy enough to stay off this blog for a while. And though they did not cause a stir or revelations or something super dramatic that one might want to read or expect. It sure was the much needed time for self! :)

high!

how do you do?

:)

have'nt been posting in a while...
well the subject explains it, innit?

wishful thinking

where is the color?
coming in later or sooner?
in the festival cheer,
is there room for fear?
let there be no mind,
washed to be color blind.
let it last the year,
each one is someone's dear.

yet another world...

oh that code's not running,
that report data is not correct,
what about the status report...
Thats how my head sounds for most parts of the day!
and as I sipped my tea right now, flipping to the Times of India, I read the last editorial for today. How much have I ever thought of the people in the newsrooms!(the TV almost being absent from my life, I don't even see any reporters) And am surprised at how hard it hit me when that writer there solemnly declared...
"They say the best and worst thing about a newsroom is that nothing and nobody matters more than tomorrow’s edition."

yet another world...SO different from mine

The End

well...even as this rather BORING weekend comes to an end, I so don't wanna let go of it. I seem to want a little more time, to want to continue doing all the boring things just a little more.
and just like after every single weekend I'm so not prepared to get up and go to work. So much so that I'm sitting here writing this crib talk instead of just falling asleep and making my monday morning a little simpler that whats it going to be.
Well the last sentence seems to give me reason enough to stop typing NOW, but then what the hell! I don't wanna leggo!!!!!!!
whoaaaaaaaa!
well... g'nite!

quantum of solace...

Its so strange how we find solace in other people's discomfort.
most of us have got this forward where they tell you not to feel bad about things, they say think of the boy in Africa who's not eaten for 2 days when you crib about the food you're eating, or think of the poor family living on the roadside when you crib about small house or those 10000 other things they compare your situation with, to convince you that you're living in paradise.
When we think that way we how much time do we end up thinking of the discomfort of the person we're comparing ours with? It just that moment when we end up feeling better and move on.
Its sad how someone else's discomfort is needed to make us feel comfortable. "Well we're not so bad after all."
I don't mean to sound mean, but why should we compare yourselves with someone who's not had the opportunity, the upbringing and facilities we have! Its just not a level ground of comparison!
Their pain should be the reason to move us in ways other this! It should not be used to be present in our mind for only that transitionary moment, it'd rather not be there at all.

do not...

do not feel...
healthy, wealthy and wise!
sigh!

high time!

"Together we can cool it!"

Written on a recycle-reuse-replace bag :)

soaring spirits

in the negative direction!
someone please hit the brakes!

to the smiling lady on the tube

So when you just stepped into the same compartment of the train as me, I thought you were quite as glad as me to see the train relatively empty.
But you continued to smile to the second minute of you being on the train, I thought you were smiling at yourself, thinking the train to be a roller coaster and balancing a straight stand was a trick you were trying to master.
But two stops down and the grin seemed to stay on...
And was there all the way to the 5th stop when I was to get off...
All through I tried to distract myself from the constant noise of the underground, imagining why you were smiling.
Maybe a salary hike, or a new job in the midst of recession, or your favourite icecream waiting for you in the fridge, or a party or a new dress you'd just bought or a complement from a stranger or a 'we're proud of you' from mom & dad or a the best kiss you remember or the jokes that your team at work was cracking or the beautiful solution to a problem at work or just a pretty bunch of flowers...
I dont even remember what all I thought of.
Maybe you just had a smiling face or maybe it was just love.
Makes me think yet again how often do I do this and and how many people on the tube are guessing "what-the-hell-is-she-smiling about!?!".
But all in all I think you should just continue to smile, cause in this season of bad news, we'd all like to atleast feel that the world's not so glum after all.

mantra (of the year)!

yeah... i know its not a time like new years or anything to be putting up resolutions and jazz... but then that's what this is about... i did not want to keep the 'of the year' part either, but then just for the sound of it... see don't we complication for absolutely no reason???
well this is it....

'keep it simple!'

variety?

In the past month and a half, I have seen a number of movies... in different languages.
french, italian, spanish... (with subtitles), and somehow realise that every region has a different way of narration. Its stunning how beautiful the and strong their direction is. Its just another class. Makes me look back at our good old bollywood and feel, wow, we have a completely different style!
I'm happy that I'm not oscillating between the hollywood and bollywood... I'd not have understood the lot of parts I easily overlooked or did not even know existed.
Guess art cannot be ignored.
Diversity adds value.

to be or not to bee

Was watching this movie, but did not seem interesting enough to hold my attention... but in the little that i saw, one dialogue....

Would you want to be a butterfly or a bee??!
Do you want to look pretty and flutter about, attracting everyone's attention or do you want to go about making some honey.

well... can be read in more ways than one for sure! :)