violent ... r .v?? 

get the picture??  

kady's suspended blog

haha... just couldn't stop laughing today. after i heard they suspended kady's blog. She emailed me saying that and it took me a while to finish her email. i kept laughing and losing track of where i was. :)

neways..was a stupid reason - bcos she's underage ... hmm...
well, considering its not smoking, its not alcohol, its not voting ;), and its not even driving and mind me - there aren't many people who haven't done most of the above before the pertinent age limit, and well.. i dont know of anyone who's died of blogging underage... it seems a really stupid reason to suspend someone.

neways, she's got the new one - which i changed the link to.

peace.

7G - Brindavan Colony

this is one hell of a (unfortunately tragic) movie - of a genre, i havent seen in telugu cinema for over half a decade. There is a precision to the narration that keeps you involved in the movie, that relates you to it.

I haven't felt the need not to know the real names of the characters in a movie - just bcos i did not want to lose their identities - for a long time now. Now, thats a strong statement. But well, its the truth as far as i am concerned. Anita is how i want to remember Sonia Agarwal (unfortunately, i had to read the name in the article) as. Ravi is how i wanna remember the hero as.

This is one movie, i will remember for a long while to come. And feel saddenned too whenever i think of it. Now, that calls for some kudos to the director. afterall it takes something to work up some emotions - even from someone like me.

another half-a-verse

kabhi has thi..
kabhi dass thi...
humari bhi hai ek prem kahani...
sunoge kya.. tum bhi..jaani...

phool si thi ek ladki...
patton ki mausam mein mujhko thi mili...
lehron ki barasne ki jaise hasi uski...
boondon ki palat jaisi baatein uski..

hmm... gotta finish this sometime...
later.. i guess... ha..

drown in the red.. 

moods .. plz ;) 

spyker 

size does not matter :) 

monday sucks..... 

does it matter..

does it matter anymore
does it matter anymore that i am here... and u r not
does it matter that we dont talk the lovey dovies anymore
does it matter that we do not care...
does it matter that i dont tell u how happy i am
does it matter that i dont tell u how sad i am
does it matter anymore...
does it matter that the week went by
and i have not heard from u..
or u have not heard from me...
does it matter that ... life is nomore complete
does it matter that u dont know me anymore
does it matter honey. .. does it matter at alll
does it matter that we laugh and forget..
does it matter that your hand is in someone else's tonite..
and mine pushing away the tears...
i guess it does... i guess it does...
for i still long to hear the phone ring..
and i still long to hear your voice...
i still want to feel the warmth of your love..
i still want to see you in my dreams..
and my heart still says.. it does matter to u too...
then why is it that u want to run..
why is it that you want to hide from me..

hmm... sounds too sad.. i guess.. i dont want to finish it anymore...
sometime later... mayb..

the fingers 

the path not taken & the regrets

nostaligic... or dreaming about things that would have hapenned if i 'd gone to IIML. Have been goin through Gaurav's blog. Actually.. going way back in his blog.. the very inception of it. And it brings back memories and also a bit of hurt, for things not done.
Its been almost four years now. I haven't felt more accomplished since or before that too. The GRE score, the IIML selection, the fellowship from USU. Seems like a dream now. How i wish i could go back to those days and take the path i had evaded. Well, never happens, i guess.
neways, one thing that keeps me going is people i see, people who are going through worser phases in life than i am rite now. And i think, damn, it could have been much worser - phew.. lucky me. hehe. I guess, the attitude is alrite to keep going - but it isn't gonna take me places i wanna b. I gotta change that. But thats chaging what i basically am, and i dont know if i want to do that. I guess i'll eventually, but its a transition i 'll not love making.
Love, is more resposibility and pain than it is fun. Is it worth it??? hmm. i dont know. I am hoping it is. I know for sure, i would be miserable alone. Or atleast, thats what i think i 'll b. neways, lets c where i am goin from here. Hope things work out. Need a job!!!!!!!!!!!

Thanks to a friend.. i have atlast been able to get a captured memory of something i used to love doin. Its been two years, and well, things have changed.. but working in the ballroom was something i enjoyed. thanks gay3. 

Gilli rocks

It must be hard to be an aspiring wicket keeper in Australia. Mostly owing to the fact that you have to stand up to fit into the shoes of Adam Gichrist. Gilchrist is what makes australia, what it is - world champions - u could atleast credit him with shouldering half of australia's might. Be it coming in lower in the order in tests or opening the one day game - he is one of the most exciting batsman in the world. And to add to it - he is damn good with the gloves too.
He is the complete sportsman - the future captain of the world champion team - i guess.
Well. The new zealanders seemed to have for once come up with some teeth - Putting up a more than decent total in their first innings (433) & having the australians by their necks at (201/6)! And then what happens - a much too common sight after an australian upper order collapse - the onslaught of gilli. The scoreboard tells the story:
JL Langer b Franklin 23 53 28 4 0
ML Hayden c Astle b O'Brien 35 94 74 6 0
*RT Ponting c McCullum b Martin 46 121 104 6 1
DR Martyn lbw b Vettori 32 69 62 4 0
JN Gillespie c Cumming b Vettori 12 108 73 2 0
MJ Clarke c McCullum b Franklin 8 11 8 2 0
SM Katich c Vincent b Astle 118 273 229 20 1
+AC Gilchrist c O'Brien b Vettori 121 183 126 12 6
SK Warne c Astle b Vettori 2 32 20 0 0
MS Kasprowicz not out 13 15 16 2 0
GD McGrath lbw b Vettori 0 6 4 0 0
Extras (b 2, lb 13, w 3, nb 4) 22
Total (all out, 123.2 overs, 496 mins) 432

A century in almost a run-a-ball for the umpteenth time in his career. This guy is worth the watch - my favorite (sachin has been out for a while now - wonder if we r gonna see another sandstorm innings ever from the little blaster)

And while we are talkin about wicketkeepers - One just made the day for pakistan. Pakistan - as history has shown - has never had a dearth in talent. From the three W's to Shoaib to batsmen like saeed anwar, inzamam-ul-haq, javed miandad, and a lot more ....not to forget raw talent like that of moin khan's (man i 've seen him hit some amazing sixes). But i guess, egoists rule the roost in a country where the game is more political than anywhere else. From the team of captains - to a totally young team - pakistan spends too much time evolving and that shows in its performances. They appear a deeply sentimental team - melodramatic at times. Its been to our advantage at times, and thats nothing i am going to complaint about.

Well. too much cricket. And It makes me sad that we let go of a chance to win an important test, one we had a real good chance with. Well thanks to akmal and razzaq, and of course, as usual, the indian bowling. I am not ridiculing our bowling. We sure have improved a lot over times when our fast bowling dept constituted of the venkatesh prasads and salil ankolas - medium pace at best. But we sure have ways to go.As a rule of thumb - A good international fast bowling team should have no trouble cleaning up the tail. and we are gonna b a while getting there.

Till then, the akmals and razzaqs shall prosper. peace now.

Choclate  

Red 

sad n dejected :((

pal .. do pal ki hain kushiyaan...
pal .. do pal ki deewanapan...
pyar ke har kahani ki hain yehi anjaam...
pyar bhare har pal hain gumnaam...

kambakht jindagiki ki hain ab ye haal..
har pyaar bhari daastaan lage mujhe ..bas ek chaal,,
khuda ne bhi hai kya chaal hain cheli...
mil ke bhi lagtha hain.. kuch nahi mujhe hain mili..

tho phir dosthom... mera baath suno...
pyar ke koyi khaab no buno...
khush naseeb hain woh.. jisne pyar nahi ki...
yeh zehar jisne apne dil mein na li..

The omnipotent ... matrix 

what makes a porshe a porshe 

of times to come... 

once in a blue moon... 

stringz of passion 

more BLUE 

beautiful dreams..... 

love <=> music 

musings of a robot... 

eye of truth 

almost a poem...

i came here for silence..
i came here for peace..
i have spent last evening here..
and many before ..

i feel at home here..
i feel supreme here...
the sea unfurls underneath..
and expands around my stony sheath..

i fear not its rumbling waves...
i fear not its incessant raves...
my rock stands steadfast...
unwavering to the mighty haste..

i wait here until the red one recedes..
and its color the ocean bleeds..
i remember the first time i was here...
i remember my consummating fear..

i had hoped for respite..
i had hoped i did not have to fight..
how i wanted the waves to win..
how i wanted the world not to hear me whine..

i had come here to die..
i had hoped no more to lie..
but my rock stood its ground...
ever since to it i have been bound..

it has taught me life's little art...
it has given me a new start...
i have learnt to stand and fight
even when the tunnel end has no light

for there's something on which i can rely
through life's low and high...
my little rock will stand still
and deny the ocean's will...

- musings of a hungry heart... phew.

worth the bowl... 

the beauty of a kiss 

addiction to sunscreen

addiction is en route. I am writing this from class, the only one i have all day, and just 2 hrs of it, and i cannot stay off the blog. interesting me. :)

neways, whats new. I never liked class. Its been a while since i have been to a class that's really got attention from me. Mayb its something of an ego thing or something i believe makes me cool. ha! That analysis comes up from me making a quick getaway to cloud nine everytime someone wonders how i do good without attending classes. Not that i am numero uno in class, but i give the impression that numero uno would not stand a chance if i made it to all the classes. ha. quite the hypocrite...

another thing that does interest me is the total lack of any sense of competition in me. I can see people run past me and not feel a thing. I never had the pride - which i have come to know really keeps u goin afterall. I donot know now whether to feel sorry for myself or hmm... u guys must b feelin what a sorry character i am. Well.. really i am not. I seem to be following the words of a song, i heard years ago.. 'sunscreen' something - 'the most interesting 40 year olds i know - still do not know what to do with their lives'. I loved that song so much that i ended up making it my way of life.

damn... i love google... everything and anything.. u need or ever want.. hahha.. they get it all... i haven't been able to get the lyrics to this song for a long time now. until today when i tried google. hahha.. neways... cheers to google. I bet half of u have it as ur homepage. If not.. make it. Its the future. peace now. class is almost over. gtg.

wings of love 

love to eternity