Monday, December 12, 2005

5 things in my room

that make me feel bad......

1. twelve fading red roses in a bouquet
2. The bag of trash
3. ankle brace socks
4. my imperfect wrangled hair
5. a pair of spy vision glasses


that make me feel good....

1. a picture of me and y
2. twelve fading red roses in a bouquet
3. the artificial vine of maple leaves that adorn my desk and light stand
4. my cricket kit
5. a picture of my mother

Sunday, November 20, 2005

first words

**frist word that coems to mind**
jingle:bells
lip:gloss
blow:fish
palm:top
hawaii:shirt
fun:love
loud:music
music:sweet
football:fantasy
nail:polish
sprite:coke
neck:smooch
linen:&things
make:up
c:u
oink:oink
green:bay
fish:food
best:friend
diamonds:are forever
pop:pop
glitter:makeup
marker:pen
rain:days
gold:fish
bubble:boo
sun:day
snake:ladders
wave:river
angles:none
do:not
touch:me
star:power
tan:cream
lie:not
super:bowl
fresh:free
honey:bar
bead:mardigras
sharp:knife
lick:it
roll:rock
machine:mean
face:me
mile:km
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fire ... fire...

too many images and too little to talk about.
Life turns corners and most of us never get to comprehend the intricacies that create this labyrinth that is life. Hmm.. words i would not have said, if i were talking with friends or i would not have even imagined if i were alone to myself.

When i started this blog i wanted it to be an expression of my true self. Well, it has been all but that. And then i moved to the images .. thought they would show me something i wanted to learn about myself. Not in a single read, but sometime like now, when i go back and see all my posts and try to make sense. hmm.. no results yet.

Maybe, i want popularity. Someone to just say, wow .. .great collection. vanity personified. isnt it?

long have i spent with angry waves and ample solitude, trying to figure out me.
trying to find a definition for happiness. Those days are gone now. I donot stop to smell the flowers, i donot turn to see the old man at the corner begging for alms. Maybe, i grew up. Maybe, i am one of them now. Maybe, i have become whom i despise.

well.. innocence lost. devoid if care and love, i roam the roads of ere ... the roads that lead back to themselves, the road from which i have no respite.. until i dare to walk off them.. and go towards a new star.

bizzare. something came in. i wasnt writing it.

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

unfortunately...or not... we are what we drive! Posted by Picasa

Friday, November 04, 2005

the color of music... Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

the pod gen?? Posted by Picasa

Saturday, September 24, 2005

gotta stand out??? Posted by Picasa

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

an apple a day....... Posted by Picasa

Friday, September 16, 2005

and then we reached for the heavens..... Posted by Picasa

Sunday, September 11, 2005

the season's ripe... ain't it? Posted by Picasa

Thursday, September 01, 2005

got the message?? Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, August 31, 2005

serenity... ???? Posted by Picasa

Saturday, August 13, 2005

guess... who was here?? Posted by Picasa

Sunday, July 24, 2005

u r what u see in ur reflection Posted by Picasa

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

u r what u choose... aint u...  Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Whats a car... if not an extension to a dream...  Posted by Picasa

Monday, June 27, 2005

power with a touch of .... Posted by Hello

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

whats ur color?? Posted by Hello

Saturday, June 11, 2005

are u game enough?? Posted by Hello

Friday, June 03, 2005

who beat the nerds?????? Posted by Hello

Friday, May 27, 2005

half in ..half out... aint it??? Posted by Hello
the real question is.. why??? Posted by Hello

Sunday, May 22, 2005

and we dance on Posted by Hello

Sunday, May 15, 2005

life & love

love is expectation. a lot of it. Love is pain. learn to bear it.
Love is life. unpredictable as is - It cannot be good all the time.

The wait is what worries me. Strange ain't it. Strange that the ones we care for are the ones that can hurt us the most. Love is strange. hmm. wierd at best. hehe.. i guess its for wierdos only. you gotta be wierd to enjoy it. Its like i enjoy the hurt, the pain. Well, duh...doesnt that make me a masochist.

Neways, news is love is out of fashion. You gotta give up the habit. find a new one, or you might be out of fashion urself. I dont know whether its me or the times. Anyways its a lot. for something as trivial. Aint worth it.

Hmm... looks like i crave too much... for attention atleast. well, who doesnt.

Thursday, May 05, 2005

and the darkness eats me up Posted by Hello

Saturday, April 30, 2005

a whisper... Posted by Hello

Friday, April 22, 2005

Swades

Swades has to be amongst the best movies i have seen in a long time past and - i am guessing - for quite some time to come now. I guess its a bit late to be praising it considering the fact that its been over an year since it was released and this is not the first time i have seen the movie.

Its a movie that stands out for reality. Its something you can relate to. Nothing in the movie seemed fictional - every character was as close to reality as could be. Its a movie my grand children would be bored of seeing because I would make them to. I appreciate above all, the non-commercial nature of the movie. And when i say non-commercial i mean each and every tiny bit of alphabet that goes into what it means.

Swades for me is as sweet as the smell of wet sand on a rainy day in mid summer - back from where i belong. I hope to go back to my country. Not yet - But i will eventually return and it will not take me 12 years of United States to decide on that.

Cudos again to each and every character in the movie. Natural and intriguing - Swades is real to the core.

Thursday, April 21, 2005

something beautiful - for a change from the mundane over here Posted by Hello
des mera...des mera... meri jaan ho tumm Posted by Hello

Sunday, April 17, 2005

We gotta chase better

Another lost series... hmm... not surprised.

2-0 to 2-4 , losing four matches in a row and three of them comprehensively. This from a team which started off the series saying 'we are not taking them lighly - they are a team which can bounce back' - the words were said more haughtily then they literally suggest. The indians have done actually what they said they wouldnt.

The defeats are tiresome and boring. I dont remember a match we have successfully chased in the near past. Not in the past few years for sure. I believe, we are the worst chasing team in the cricketing world. A chase has more to do with the mindset of a batsmen than his talent in comparison to batting first. You have to have it in you to win the game - I dont know what is missing. I cannot point a finger yet.

But i thin it has to be inculcated into batsmen through practice - be it in the first class level or through training or practice matches. The team should be exposed to more chases. I guess - next time india plays a series against a weaker side like bangaldesh or kenya or zimbabwe ( i cannot name any more - bcos all other teams appear equal or better) they should choose to chase whatever the conditions. If you win the toss on a good batting pitch bowl first - Its a way to learn. A way for the bowlers to learn and batsmen to learn as well.

And for lords sake - stop blaming ganguly for everything. He is one person who has brought a lot of respect and self belief to the indian team. I am tired of hearing people criticizing Ganguly even when he is not playing. People - dont be as fickle minded as that - This is one batsman who after not playing well for a long time now still has an average of 41.18. He is the only other indian batsman who has almost 10000 runs in ODI cricket. I am surprised how easily we forget a persons talent. One match someone gets out cheaply, I hear 2 out of 3 people saying he should be taken out of the team.

I think the selectors have to be more mature in their decisions. The ban might as well have come in a good time for Ganguly. I hope he utilizes the break well and gets his knack back. I guess Boycott needs to talk to him and remind him of the innumerable days where he had billowed into the commentry mike - Prince of Calcutta. The grace with which he had sliced the offside field for boundaries on countless occasions, the umpteen times he had danced down the track and sent the ball booming into the stands. How i wish he could come back for the SriLanka tour and be the batsman he always has been (until of late ;)).

Anyways - there's lots to work on. Hope the long break helps the indian team come out a better team. We gotta chase better. We gotta chase better.

Sunday, April 10, 2005

ride it low Posted by Hello