Friday, November 23, 2007
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Sigh... all messed up!!!!
All of a sudden I have somehow started taking a good note of things.(one should especially when things are not in the place where they belong, and it takes hours to search for that particular thing you need).
1. My messed up desk… which only clears at 6 in the evening when I leave work.
2. My desktop – I wonder how lazy I have become that I couldn’t even arrange the icons in proper folders (yeah! I can be that lazy at times).
3. I shall not think twice before blaming the fashionistas for making large sized handbags trendy cuz at such lazy times I really have to go fishing in my bag for that small tube of lip gloss.
4. It’s taking ages for me to find the other pair, in my wardrobe.
5. My chipped nail paint seems like it needs a fresh coat immediately.
6. Plus, I can barely manage to find any space on the bed to sleep with the clothes lying on it and the travel bag which I haven’t unpacked for the past three days.
7. The study table with books, newspapers and dvds sprung over it.
8. Five pairs of shoes scattered in the room.
9. The chocolate and chip wrappers with leftovers which I have neatly tucked in the drawer.
10. Lastly, the clarity of my thoughts which is getting affected by the things mentioned above. Sigh….prioritizing things has never been such a Herculean task.
There are times when walking away is an easier option than facing the situation or completing the task. Here I am sitting on the table in my room facing a dilemma of choosing between the two options. :(
All of a sudden I have somehow started taking a good note of things.(one should especially when things are not in the place where they belong, and it takes hours to search for that particular thing you need).
1. My messed up desk… which only clears at 6 in the evening when I leave work.
2. My desktop – I wonder how lazy I have become that I couldn’t even arrange the icons in proper folders (yeah! I can be that lazy at times).
3. I shall not think twice before blaming the fashionistas for making large sized handbags trendy cuz at such lazy times I really have to go fishing in my bag for that small tube of lip gloss.
4. It’s taking ages for me to find the other pair, in my wardrobe.
5. My chipped nail paint seems like it needs a fresh coat immediately.
6. Plus, I can barely manage to find any space on the bed to sleep with the clothes lying on it and the travel bag which I haven’t unpacked for the past three days.
7. The study table with books, newspapers and dvds sprung over it.
8. Five pairs of shoes scattered in the room.
9. The chocolate and chip wrappers with leftovers which I have neatly tucked in the drawer.
10. Lastly, the clarity of my thoughts which is getting affected by the things mentioned above. Sigh….prioritizing things has never been such a Herculean task.
There are times when walking away is an easier option than facing the situation or completing the task. Here I am sitting on the table in my room facing a dilemma of choosing between the two options. :(
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
financial literacy... duh!!
There have been times where i have come across professionals from different aspects in life. Talking to them and getting their opinion in matters have been fruitful, but the most disappointing part comes in when you talk to them about finances or their money - they are lost!!! I have seen people who can't even differenciate between an asset and a liabilty, let alone making proper financial choices!!!!
Being a marru, i think of all the things, this is something i just can't tolerate. People work for money and work even harder to earn some more , and at the end of the day what they gladly do is splurge on liabilities just so that they can pay more bills and inturn gain some more liabilities as benefits!!!!!
This afternoon i met Mr. A a highly acclaimed professional wanting to do a CFA course. All that he complained was lack of money all his problems began and ended on money!!!
Probing in more i realised, lack of financial literacy had put him in such a fix. Offering solutions became more complicated. At the end of it i found myself counselling him more about his financials than his course options. :(
To top it all It's frustating to know that there are atleast 85% of people who can't make right financial decisions. Cuz this is something our schools don't teach....but it is must if you would like to enjoy life without hassles. I really ain't a materialistic person but then i o believe one can enjoy life better and many more things - Not when you make more money but right choices about spending money.
There have been times where i have come across professionals from different aspects in life. Talking to them and getting their opinion in matters have been fruitful, but the most disappointing part comes in when you talk to them about finances or their money - they are lost!!! I have seen people who can't even differenciate between an asset and a liabilty, let alone making proper financial choices!!!!
Being a marru, i think of all the things, this is something i just can't tolerate. People work for money and work even harder to earn some more , and at the end of the day what they gladly do is splurge on liabilities just so that they can pay more bills and inturn gain some more liabilities as benefits!!!!!
This afternoon i met Mr. A a highly acclaimed professional wanting to do a CFA course. All that he complained was lack of money all his problems began and ended on money!!!
Probing in more i realised, lack of financial literacy had put him in such a fix. Offering solutions became more complicated. At the end of it i found myself counselling him more about his financials than his course options. :(
To top it all It's frustating to know that there are atleast 85% of people who can't make right financial decisions. Cuz this is something our schools don't teach....but it is must if you would like to enjoy life without hassles. I really ain't a materialistic person but then i o believe one can enjoy life better and many more things - Not when you make more money but right choices about spending money.
Monday, November 19, 2007
On the way back to Bombay… I wondered “why do I travel so much???” considering that I have been out of the city at least once every month (except for the past few months).
Every time I stepped out it was not for a vacation or for the excitement of going to a new place. It has always been more of a necessity for me to move out for a while. To keep me level headed and to regain my sanity from this hectic life… A life in a city like Bombay, that we think ‘LIVE’ in but in reality where people only ‘EXIST’. I have always needed a break every now and then from this madrush to enjoy and feel the smaller things which is the bliss of a small city.
This time, I was going back to my home town almost after a year, wondering what all changes that I might find. Every time it’s like a home coming, a place where I feel I belong to…the culture, the people which never cease to fascinate and disappoint me.
A life so different from the one I live here. I have quite a few virgin experiences of this place like the feel of the soft, soothing, velvety sand in winter, a camel ride, the warmth of staying in an extended family, the carefree healthy living.
Some of the few reasons above have only given me a reason to come back to this place again and shall continue to do so.
Though I do not like to stay in this place for long because of the deep bonding that I have had with b'bay. I have always wondered if ever I’ll be able to leave b’bay - a place so addictive…. But… on this trip I have gained confidence that one day sooner or later for good or bad I shall live in this place forever… to lead a humble life.
Every time I stepped out it was not for a vacation or for the excitement of going to a new place. It has always been more of a necessity for me to move out for a while. To keep me level headed and to regain my sanity from this hectic life… A life in a city like Bombay, that we think ‘LIVE’ in but in reality where people only ‘EXIST’. I have always needed a break every now and then from this madrush to enjoy and feel the smaller things which is the bliss of a small city.
This time, I was going back to my home town almost after a year, wondering what all changes that I might find. Every time it’s like a home coming, a place where I feel I belong to…the culture, the people which never cease to fascinate and disappoint me.
A life so different from the one I live here. I have quite a few virgin experiences of this place like the feel of the soft, soothing, velvety sand in winter, a camel ride, the warmth of staying in an extended family, the carefree healthy living.
Some of the few reasons above have only given me a reason to come back to this place again and shall continue to do so.
Though I do not like to stay in this place for long because of the deep bonding that I have had with b'bay. I have always wondered if ever I’ll be able to leave b’bay - a place so addictive…. But… on this trip I have gained confidence that one day sooner or later for good or bad I shall live in this place forever… to lead a humble life.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
Please Note:
All the poems written on this blog are fictitious and do not resemble any particular situation, person or place.
Quotes or poems from different authors have been given due credit.
Saturday, October 27, 2007
WINE no more , It’s chocolate time !!!!
“70% premium dark chocolate from Sao Tome” I read aloud holding the deep brown-purple color chocolate cover.
It was something I never had read before, “NO…not the words ‘premium dark chocolate’ but those figures preceding them”.
I realized it meant much more than just figures or the cacao content it had. Well, we’ll get to that a bit later….
First off, I shall inform you that I consider myself to be a self-professed connoisseur in tasting tea and coffee. Plus am one among those few people who prefer iced tea instead of coke with my Pizza. Not just, because of the calories it contains but for the distinct tangy taste it gives, which goes well with the smooth mozzarella. Ummm… yum…
Ahem!
If you are one among those observant lot; you might be wondering by now if I just made a mistake in writing 'cacao' instead of 'cocoa'. Well, if you think so then the answer is a big NO!!!
It’s all about cacao that I am going to write and that people are already crazy about.
For those of you who didn’t know- Cacao is a tree from which cocoa and chocolate are made. There are usually two ways of making chocolate. The traditional being from cacao beans; you can make cocoa, which is used in making chocolate. The contemporary method requires you to make chocolate directly from the cacao beans, also called the ‘single sourced chocolate’.
On further observation I inferred that the terms like sweet, semisweet and bittersweet have been replaced by numbers such as 34pc, 53pc or 70pc . The percentage signifying the quantity of ‘single sourced chocolate’.
This has sparked off a trend which shall blanket the world very soon, that is to taste “YOUR CHOCOLATE” like it did with wine and coffee.
But, chocolate is much more complex than tea or coffee. I believe it shall be more like learning the intricacies of fine Wine.
So next time you go hopping by to pick up a premium chocolate as a perfect present for someone, look out for those figures 74, 53 or 34. But, do remember whatever the percent it does not affect the quantity of your chocolate.
Till then…..i shall sit back and relish my ‘single sourced 70pc cacaoed chocolate from the high end South African fields’. :)
Thursday, October 25, 2007
After a rather unhappy incident,
(Don’t bother asking me
I will not talk of it yet).
I closed my eyes
and sat in remorse
Wondering if ever, is it possible…
For just anyone, to understand…
The Plethora of dreams I have,
The variety of emotions I deal with,
The importance of the incidents, that take place,
The abundance of things I want to do.
How can I be bound to
one thing and sit still
I have just given wings
to my imagination
I have just learned to fly
I have just learned to live
and I have many more things to
Dream and do before I die.
And when I complain of this
I hear him say to me,
“Babe! you sound perpetually drunk !!
go home and grab some sleep… for me…”
(Don’t bother asking me
I will not talk of it yet).
I closed my eyes
and sat in remorse
Wondering if ever, is it possible…
For just anyone, to understand…
The Plethora of dreams I have,
The variety of emotions I deal with,
The importance of the incidents, that take place,
The abundance of things I want to do.
How can I be bound to
one thing and sit still
I have just given wings
to my imagination
I have just learned to fly
I have just learned to live
and I have many more things to
Dream and do before I die.
And when I complain of this
I hear him say to me,
“Babe! you sound perpetually drunk !!
go home and grab some sleep… for me…”
White Lies...
There are times when my mom makes it mandatory for me, to attend those boring get- togethers. Where, I have to put on a plastic smile till the time all my muscles pain and talk to unknown people like I have known them for ages!!!
Actually, it’s not as bad as I make it sound. But, the whole point is that they are BORING and I hate to attend them.
On one such boring evening after all the formalities were done. I found myself a nice cozy place beside a lady all decked up in an ORANGE dress and people complimenting her.
That reminded of one of my best friends who takes all the pains to explain why she had liked the dress and where did she buy it from.
I realize how much I missed her, but that’s beside the point that I have to make.
This eminent lady was in some topnotch position in a Blah Blah company and a hardcore color therapist (meaning using color co-ordination in your daily activities).
She went on to explain, the color Orange signified ‘socialising’ and that being one of the prime reasons for her to wear it for the evening.
She went on and on and on…..from one color to another .From blues and blacks to fresh pinks and deep maroons, we had covered them all.
“It helps you remain calm and focused” her explanation on her wearing ONLY navy blues and black to office surprised me. Weird was she and her notions, I say.
Deep in my thoughts the naughty side of me wondered if I should ask her, “which do you think is the most appropriate color to be worn in bed?”
Smiling I suppressed my temptations, wondering if it would be apt to ask.
With nothing much to do, I got back to the discussion only to hear her say “White is best for sleep disorders”
“Aha! White” I chuckled….and walked away as if these talks were meaningless after knowing this ;)
I gave it another thought…for this once, I seemed to agree with her.
After all,
“White without the Light
Brings all the glitter to the Night”
Actually, it’s not as bad as I make it sound. But, the whole point is that they are BORING and I hate to attend them.
On one such boring evening after all the formalities were done. I found myself a nice cozy place beside a lady all decked up in an ORANGE dress and people complimenting her.
That reminded of one of my best friends who takes all the pains to explain why she had liked the dress and where did she buy it from.
I realize how much I missed her, but that’s beside the point that I have to make.
This eminent lady was in some topnotch position in a Blah Blah company and a hardcore color therapist (meaning using color co-ordination in your daily activities).
She went on to explain, the color Orange signified ‘socialising’ and that being one of the prime reasons for her to wear it for the evening.
She went on and on and on…..from one color to another .From blues and blacks to fresh pinks and deep maroons, we had covered them all.
“It helps you remain calm and focused” her explanation on her wearing ONLY navy blues and black to office surprised me. Weird was she and her notions, I say.
Deep in my thoughts the naughty side of me wondered if I should ask her, “which do you think is the most appropriate color to be worn in bed?”
Smiling I suppressed my temptations, wondering if it would be apt to ask.
With nothing much to do, I got back to the discussion only to hear her say “White is best for sleep disorders”
“Aha! White” I chuckled….and walked away as if these talks were meaningless after knowing this ;)
I gave it another thought…for this once, I seemed to agree with her.
After all,
“White without the Light
Brings all the glitter to the Night”
I was standing at the window sill, sipping coffee. Quietly looked at him from the corner of my eye. He stood there with a mischievous smile on his face. Trying to read his thoughts and wary of what would be next. I groaned “What?!” that’s when I noticed him wearing a thick gold chain.
The alphabet S, in gold, dangled from the chain.
I questioned him about what the ‘S’ stood for?
He slipped deep in thought as if contemplating something and looked at me. Breaking into a mischievous smile, he informed me that his cousin brother’s name begins with this letter. “Oh! Yeah”, I said laughing.
He winked, and sipped the last of his coffee. Wished me “Get well soon, baby!” and walked away.
Similarly, the other day my boss showed us his newly made engagement ring in lovely white and yellow gold engraved with the name of his fiancée.
These incidents left me wondering how we wear ornaments as symbols of love and exclusitivity of our possession and of our claims on the other’s body and their claim on ours.
The alphabet S, in gold, dangled from the chain.
I questioned him about what the ‘S’ stood for?
He slipped deep in thought as if contemplating something and looked at me. Breaking into a mischievous smile, he informed me that his cousin brother’s name begins with this letter. “Oh! Yeah”, I said laughing.
He winked, and sipped the last of his coffee. Wished me “Get well soon, baby!” and walked away.
Similarly, the other day my boss showed us his newly made engagement ring in lovely white and yellow gold engraved with the name of his fiancée.
These incidents left me wondering how we wear ornaments as symbols of love and exclusitivity of our possession and of our claims on the other’s body and their claim on ours.
I sat on the porch
Under the dim moonlit sky
Held out my hand
For him, to hold tight
And…Gazed at the stars …
Which twinkled bright.
He broke silence , like
A drop of water falling
With all it’s might.
“Babe! You are a real dahling
Thank you! For being there by my side
I shall never let you out of my sight
From now on this shall be my plight
For you have made my life forever so bright”
With these words said …
We sat still, held hands
This time again rather tight
And gazed at the stars
That twinkled bright…
Oh! What a heavenly sight
As I sat on the porch
Under the dim moonlight.
Under the dim moonlit sky
Held out my hand
For him, to hold tight
And…Gazed at the stars …
Which twinkled bright.
He broke silence , like
A drop of water falling
With all it’s might.
“Babe! You are a real dahling
Thank you! For being there by my side
I shall never let you out of my sight
From now on this shall be my plight
For you have made my life forever so bright”
With these words said …
We sat still, held hands
This time again rather tight
And gazed at the stars
That twinkled bright…
Oh! What a heavenly sight
As I sat on the porch
Under the dim moonlight.
Monday, August 27, 2007
Eeps…….NOT THE CLEANSING MILK !!!!!!!!!!!!!
The packing list was almost done , and dad was helping me out ( as he would be leaving in a few hours from now ). The next item on the list was soap, and oh! boy we couldn’t find even a single soap bar in the whole house !!!!!
N the last thing I see my dad picking up the bottle of cleansing milk …. N chuckling to himself saying “Ah! This will do ….”
I look at him and froze “ *damn* NO !!!!! …. DAD, That’s my cleansing milk !!!!!”
I frantically search all the cabinets , cupboards and all the silly places where I might find a single bar of soap and luckily I spot a small pearly white bar ….. I am elated and smile as I am about to pick up the bar …….
Well then, My Mom woke me up!!!!!
This is the first time ever that I am happy and not complaining about mom waking me up . The reason being , I realize it’s a dream and I will not have to put my favorite bottle of cleansing milk in dad’s luggage . :))
This morning has been beautiful for a number of reasons. First off, I look out of the window and realize it’s going to rain heavily pretty soon and I’ll have a good excuse to take a day off from work (though I haven’t , feeling guilty about taking a leave on the very first day of the week ) plus I love to sit on the window sill and watch it rain .
Second, tomorrow is ‘Raksha bandhan’ . I agree that’s not a good enough reason to be happy , but then I am the only girl on my paternal side, *smile* and that means tomorrow is my day and I get whatever I want from my cousins .
Just the other day I was coming back from work. I happened to sit beside a girl who culn’t help staring at me. * What the heck! *
The only solution I figured was to stare back at her and when I did she smiled and quickly took out a bunch of white flowers from her bag and presented it to me “ You look pretty” she said !!!!!! Man I was so ashamed I thought this girl was staring for no reason at all.
After that we had a small conversation and damn I was feeling guilty the whole time and even I wanted to give her something in return may be not for giving me a compliment but atleast for me thinking something ill about her. I dint know what to give her . After much thought I took out a black pen an gave her. Hoping she did like it .
She smiled and took out one of her notebooks and said “All my friends love my handwriting !!” Man it was so beautiful and neat , that was indeed the best thing I could have presented her.
I had to get down on the next stop . After exchanging ‘Goodbyes’ I got up thinking.
How a complete stranger had made my evening . :))
N the last thing I see my dad picking up the bottle of cleansing milk …. N chuckling to himself saying “Ah! This will do ….”
I look at him and froze “ *damn* NO !!!!! …. DAD, That’s my cleansing milk !!!!!”
I frantically search all the cabinets , cupboards and all the silly places where I might find a single bar of soap and luckily I spot a small pearly white bar ….. I am elated and smile as I am about to pick up the bar …….
Well then, My Mom woke me up!!!!!
This is the first time ever that I am happy and not complaining about mom waking me up . The reason being , I realize it’s a dream and I will not have to put my favorite bottle of cleansing milk in dad’s luggage . :))
This morning has been beautiful for a number of reasons. First off, I look out of the window and realize it’s going to rain heavily pretty soon and I’ll have a good excuse to take a day off from work (though I haven’t , feeling guilty about taking a leave on the very first day of the week ) plus I love to sit on the window sill and watch it rain .
Second, tomorrow is ‘Raksha bandhan’ . I agree that’s not a good enough reason to be happy , but then I am the only girl on my paternal side, *smile* and that means tomorrow is my day and I get whatever I want from my cousins .
Just the other day I was coming back from work. I happened to sit beside a girl who culn’t help staring at me. * What the heck! *
The only solution I figured was to stare back at her and when I did she smiled and quickly took out a bunch of white flowers from her bag and presented it to me “ You look pretty” she said !!!!!! Man I was so ashamed I thought this girl was staring for no reason at all.
After that we had a small conversation and damn I was feeling guilty the whole time and even I wanted to give her something in return may be not for giving me a compliment but atleast for me thinking something ill about her. I dint know what to give her . After much thought I took out a black pen an gave her. Hoping she did like it .
She smiled and took out one of her notebooks and said “All my friends love my handwriting !!” Man it was so beautiful and neat , that was indeed the best thing I could have presented her.
I had to get down on the next stop . After exchanging ‘Goodbyes’ I got up thinking.
How a complete stranger had made my evening . :))
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Unconditional LOVE….
“LOVE is the best, when you give the most”.
But what is love???
Is it care the mother gives to a weeping child, or is it infatuation of a teenager or is it the odes that a lover recites for his sweetheart maybe it is the longing heart which awaits the touch, caress and the warmth of it loved one.
Is it limited to only the above …. And meant to be forgotten after a grand fiesta of one whole day, in a year???
There have been poems dedicated to the lovers, actually n number of them. But, has any one ever pondered over the fact that why poems haven’t been written to describe Love.
I agree love can’t be described it can only be felt and expressed by words and sometimes by actions. Love is not that type of love that we call Romance. It is much more higher than that because Romancing can be conditional. When conditions are applied it depletes and degrades the purity of love.
If love is unconditional then why is it reserved only for the lovers????
Can’t it be for people like you and me????
Also, love dsn’t mean to loose or to possess…. Because loosing and possessing are aided by attachment; which in a way demeans the purity of love.
It is only the unconditional love that is pure. Unconditional love that is what makes you truly generous and forgiving. Has the power to heal a broken heart or transform a person completely. It is one which takes away all our attachments from the maya, and that’s when our past karmas don’t affect you.
Love can only be felt and expressed. One has to go within to feel it. One has to be immersed in it to give it.
Therefore , love is innate , it brings you joy.
Joy shouldn’t be confused with happiness. As happiness is a temporary condition which is created by the situations or the factors around us. Whereas joy is never ending (niranand as they say in Sanskrit) . It is something which comes from within you and the best thing by which you can make others feel the depth of your love.
At this I am reminded of a beautiful couplet :
“ Lali mere lal ki , jith dekhun uth lal ,
Lali dekhan mein gayi , uth mein bhi ho gayi lal”.
Love is that joy which we get in giving something to someone without expectations, without reasons.
It is only possible to give unconditionally when one is immersed in love. First off, you have to beautified by its presence , surrounded by it , submerged in it.
Once the unconditional love is established within ourselves it’s only then that one can purely love and can say that ‘I AM IN LOVE’.
But what is love???
Is it care the mother gives to a weeping child, or is it infatuation of a teenager or is it the odes that a lover recites for his sweetheart maybe it is the longing heart which awaits the touch, caress and the warmth of it loved one.
Is it limited to only the above …. And meant to be forgotten after a grand fiesta of one whole day, in a year???
There have been poems dedicated to the lovers, actually n number of them. But, has any one ever pondered over the fact that why poems haven’t been written to describe Love.
I agree love can’t be described it can only be felt and expressed by words and sometimes by actions. Love is not that type of love that we call Romance. It is much more higher than that because Romancing can be conditional. When conditions are applied it depletes and degrades the purity of love.
If love is unconditional then why is it reserved only for the lovers????
Can’t it be for people like you and me????
Also, love dsn’t mean to loose or to possess…. Because loosing and possessing are aided by attachment; which in a way demeans the purity of love.
It is only the unconditional love that is pure. Unconditional love that is what makes you truly generous and forgiving. Has the power to heal a broken heart or transform a person completely. It is one which takes away all our attachments from the maya, and that’s when our past karmas don’t affect you.
Love can only be felt and expressed. One has to go within to feel it. One has to be immersed in it to give it.
Therefore , love is innate , it brings you joy.
Joy shouldn’t be confused with happiness. As happiness is a temporary condition which is created by the situations or the factors around us. Whereas joy is never ending (niranand as they say in Sanskrit) . It is something which comes from within you and the best thing by which you can make others feel the depth of your love.
At this I am reminded of a beautiful couplet :
“ Lali mere lal ki , jith dekhun uth lal ,
Lali dekhan mein gayi , uth mein bhi ho gayi lal”.
Love is that joy which we get in giving something to someone without expectations, without reasons.
It is only possible to give unconditionally when one is immersed in love. First off, you have to beautified by its presence , surrounded by it , submerged in it.
Once the unconditional love is established within ourselves it’s only then that one can purely love and can say that ‘I AM IN LOVE’.
Unexpected Solutions
You must have noticed .... sometimes things just fall in place , surprisingly seem as if they were just meant to be ... jus how perfect they sound .
As you have read the previous posts where moi describes about her fears and her biggest fear ' the fear of change '.
I still know not of anyone who can overcome this fear except me.
The only solution that i foresee is to take charge , overcome the fear and change according to the change .
This was told to me by my fren J. Unknowingly he has given me the solution as if it was told to me cuz it meant only for me.
thanks J . thanks a ton!!!!
I feel elated having found the last missing piece of the jigsaw puzzle called LIFE .... which makes much sense today....
As you have read the previous posts where moi describes about her fears and her biggest fear ' the fear of change '.
I still know not of anyone who can overcome this fear except me.
The only solution that i foresee is to take charge , overcome the fear and change according to the change .
This was told to me by my fren J. Unknowingly he has given me the solution as if it was told to me cuz it meant only for me.
thanks J . thanks a ton!!!!
I feel elated having found the last missing piece of the jigsaw puzzle called LIFE .... which makes much sense today....
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
The first snap is of the junior section and the second one of the senior section which leads to the valley (on the backside).
Behind the buildings (in both the pics ) you can see the mountain peaks (this is the dauladhar range) covered with snow . They remain so for almost the whole year except the first three months of the year where there's heavy snowfall which even covers both the sections of the school entirely !!!
Around the spring time (march an april) one can see some really beautiful and rare flowers . After all the himalayas are also known for their wide variety of flora and fauna.
Staying in himachal has been experience of a lifetime which i shall cherish ALWAYS .
Here's a song composed by one of the parents for the place 'talnoo' and the school.
And...
this one went dancing to work and to play,
out to make oceans , night , time and day .
out to make mountains and valleys and fun ,
out in the world where our life had begun .
In all of his beloved world he had
his favoraite place where he felt the most glad
and after his work and his play he would go
upto the lovely pure Himalaya Snow.
Dancing his dance in the chaitanya cool...
upto the sweet talnoo Sahaja yoga school.
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Change ….
It’s surprising how we get used to even the smallest and the simplest things in life.
Like …
The 9.07AM train that you take to work everyday …
Your morning cup of tea….
The column of the news paper that you read everyday…
The manner in which you do a particular thing …
Though the dissatisfying and discontented feeling that you get when you have missed out on those things is overwhelming ….
They say that change is inevitable and you have the choice to dislike it or accept it with open arms, but it’s not always that we can do things like the way we do them as you might be forced to change, knowingly or unknowingly.
At times more than change it is the FEAR of change which bothers you, haunts you and is much more viscous than change itself.
There are things that you cherish, enjoy and love when they happen …..
But…
You know they are going to change maybe cuz of some mistakes you have made in this learning process.
This fear I carry and I know not of anyone who can stop it from happening ….
Like …
The 9.07AM train that you take to work everyday …
Your morning cup of tea….
The column of the news paper that you read everyday…
The manner in which you do a particular thing …
Though the dissatisfying and discontented feeling that you get when you have missed out on those things is overwhelming ….
They say that change is inevitable and you have the choice to dislike it or accept it with open arms, but it’s not always that we can do things like the way we do them as you might be forced to change, knowingly or unknowingly.
At times more than change it is the FEAR of change which bothers you, haunts you and is much more viscous than change itself.
There are things that you cherish, enjoy and love when they happen …..
But…
You know they are going to change maybe cuz of some mistakes you have made in this learning process.
This fear I carry and I know not of anyone who can stop it from happening ….
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Down but not out
The market have witnessed the third largest fall in the history on Friday with BSE sensex falling 541 points.
This was mainly due to the withdrawal of the FIIs from the indian markets.The big picture shows that the real cause has been a major fall in the US market which lead the global indices to fall and thus affect the intra day movement on the sensex .
A strong recommendation at this juncture will be not to panic, stay invested and witness the market, as there’s nothing to fear. The market is unlikely to stay bearish for long.
Go by the age old rule of trading “Buy low , Sell high” , and you shall never go wrong .
The good news however is that there are speculations that the markets are going to touch 20K by December , creating a new all time high..
But the investors need to be prepared for another major fall the main cause of which shall be the correction in the stocks of the blue-chip companies .
Once the correction is done, the scenario will be bullish again and all set to make, new highs.J
Lets play the wait and watch game …. Signing off for now …..
Have a great weekend and enjoy the monsoons over chai and some steaming hot pakodas …..
This was mainly due to the withdrawal of the FIIs from the indian markets.The big picture shows that the real cause has been a major fall in the US market which lead the global indices to fall and thus affect the intra day movement on the sensex .
A strong recommendation at this juncture will be not to panic, stay invested and witness the market, as there’s nothing to fear. The market is unlikely to stay bearish for long.
Go by the age old rule of trading “Buy low , Sell high” , and you shall never go wrong .
The good news however is that there are speculations that the markets are going to touch 20K by December , creating a new all time high..
But the investors need to be prepared for another major fall the main cause of which shall be the correction in the stocks of the blue-chip companies .
Once the correction is done, the scenario will be bullish again and all set to make, new highs.J
Lets play the wait and watch game …. Signing off for now …..
Have a great weekend and enjoy the monsoons over chai and some steaming hot pakodas …..
Sex and Sensex
If one could only replace the above terms with each other . Especially with indices leaping a whopping 1000 pts on Tuesday and inching upto the 16K mark .
The ‘UP’ and ‘DOWN’ movement seen in the market in the past 2-3 years have taken the investors in a frenzy .
The Pulse , the beat , the humdrum of the market has lured many new investors trying their hands at the indices and get ‘FRESH’ with the exchanges . What to buy and what to sell and which stock would be at its sexiest best is being discussed over cups of coffee , on the way to work , over the phone , in small groups of frens , in hushed voices even in the thick walls of conference rooms .
SEX the much talked about , over used , over hyped and the very hot three letter word has been every man’s fascination and has dominated his vocabulary and thoughts since the beginning of the civilization .
There’s an top Indian actress who remarked “ Only Sex and Sharukh Khan sell” but that was two years back .
Looking at the market scenario clearly the investors have been mesmerized by the swinging markets .
Today only……
SEX AND SENSEX Sells…..
Thursday, July 26, 2007
My One and only attempt to write a POEM ….
I Walk across the road,
With a wild upload .
No fear, no sorrow,
No pain , no gain .
There’s everything which looks insane,
Even the love of a mere stranger,
I believe will lead you to danger.
Looks that kill,
Glances that put you still.
Pressure so immense that will make you wretch
Nerves so tense , that you’ll want to stretch.
Everywhere I look I see ,
See nothing but sorrow…
As deep as the deepest sea.
My heart feels like a desert…
Which lies bare without being revered .
I walk across the road ,
With THAT wild upload .
Heavens forbid it to happen ,
Some more , I shall explode …
I pray to the HOPE Fairy ,
“Where art thou ?” , bless me with some strength
Which I need to fight this fierce wreathe
My godmother with her presence felt,
Blesses me; and sorrow seems to melt .
All fear, All sorrow , All pain
Drips and trips own the drain .
I don’t have to fight anymore
With myself some more .
Things turn bright, in this light
And then I see a heavenly sight .
I try to figure it, with a faint vision at the moment
Where the stones are turning into gourmet
A missionary, a pioneer, a patriot,
My beloved mounted on a horse top.
A sweetheart , a soldier , lover , best friend,
Or just a highwayman* at the end .
Soothes and smoothes , with his every move ,
My heart growing profound for him and his troop.
So deep in love am I ….
That at this mere stranger sight
I want to love him still,
Till all the seas go dry.
With all the feelings felt and set high,
I seem to think and them to cry.
How long will it last , this holocaust,
I fail to foresee, foretell and forecast.
I fear most of those unknown moments,
Deep in my heart fighting those torments.
Thinking a thought , after having fought,
“Even the love of a mere stranger
I believe will lead you to danger”
But…
So deep in love am i…
That at this mere stranger sight
I want to love him still
Till all the seas go dry ….
And I want to love him still
Till all the seas go dry ……”
* highway man : in old Victorian times the robber’s were called highwaymen , as they looted people on the highway’s.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
It’s 5 pm … and a mail from the Territory manager (west) flashes on the screen .
“ There’s a party at Rodas hiranandani Gardens , Powai for all the ICFAI Branches on the 28th July , 2007.
Dress Code : Men in Black , Women in Red .”
*S : Hey , K , A look the venue to the party has been confirmed .
( excited K and A come running )
( B checks his mail too )
*A: Oh! The dress code . Yipee! I just brought a black polka dotted shirt yesterday ;
good heavens ! my choice was perfect or I would have to go shopping all over again .
*K: huh ! now where should I find a Red dress ???
*B: Yipee ! I have a black shirt too….
(to everybody ) hope you guys also have .
*S : Oh! Why did they keep a dress code , I so wanted to wear the new spaghetti top that i went shopping for last week. I was waiting for an occasion to wear it .
*B: Sigh ! you gurlz , always have a problem with what to wear .
(K, S stare hard at B)
( M calls up his colleague cum best friend Su .
M being an conservative dresser and the one who hates the color black , discloses the news to Su.
They both talk about it for a while and hang up .)
*M ( to everybody) : What the heck ! What a color !!!
All guys are gonna look as if we are going to the Aiyappa temple for Pooja .
* S,A,K,B,R : ha ha lol
*S: now M what on earth made you think of that !!! ha ha …..
“ There’s a party at Rodas hiranandani Gardens , Powai for all the ICFAI Branches on the 28th July , 2007.
Dress Code : Men in Black , Women in Red .”
*S : Hey , K , A look the venue to the party has been confirmed .
( excited K and A come running )
( B checks his mail too )
*A: Oh! The dress code . Yipee! I just brought a black polka dotted shirt yesterday ;
good heavens ! my choice was perfect or I would have to go shopping all over again .
*K: huh ! now where should I find a Red dress ???
*B: Yipee ! I have a black shirt too….
(to everybody ) hope you guys also have .
*S : Oh! Why did they keep a dress code , I so wanted to wear the new spaghetti top that i went shopping for last week. I was waiting for an occasion to wear it .
*B: Sigh ! you gurlz , always have a problem with what to wear .
(K, S stare hard at B)
( M calls up his colleague cum best friend Su .
M being an conservative dresser and the one who hates the color black , discloses the news to Su.
They both talk about it for a while and hang up .)
*M ( to everybody) : What the heck ! What a color !!!
All guys are gonna look as if we are going to the Aiyappa temple for Pooja .
* S,A,K,B,R : ha ha lol
*S: now M what on earth made you think of that !!! ha ha …..
Monday, July 23, 2007
To Let go of Something ....
There are somethings in life that you have to let go , no matter how MUCH and how BAD you would want them to be by your side …..
how much you…….
Want him to enjoy , share n cherish each and every moment of your life ….
The solace you find in listening to his voice….. when all things around you are going wrong ….
But there comes a phase when things just don’t fall in place, no matter how hard you try …..
that’s when you have to let go off these things , and letting go …. Believe me , Is not all that easy …
But ….
I have learnt … it ain’t that difficult too… You learn to get over them …. SLOWLY….
There are some friendships that you value the most in your life …. N all that is left of it is memories ….
Buried somewhere deep inside your heart ….
To let go off some things ….. believe me , is not that easy ….
how much you…….
Want him to enjoy , share n cherish each and every moment of your life ….
The solace you find in listening to his voice….. when all things around you are going wrong ….
But there comes a phase when things just don’t fall in place, no matter how hard you try …..
that’s when you have to let go off these things , and letting go …. Believe me , Is not all that easy …
But ….
I have learnt … it ain’t that difficult too… You learn to get over them …. SLOWLY….
There are some friendships that you value the most in your life …. N all that is left of it is memories ….
Buried somewhere deep inside your heart ….
To let go off some things ….. believe me , is not that easy ….
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
boring days....
oh! what the hell this days been so boring . My boss has taken an off just because his cousins come down to see him(Binoy you could have given a better reason to miss work!!!). My good fren cum collegue Amey has gone back home... My other three collegues are sitting staring at the computer n their empty desks (as we have already completed our 100%target for the month n even declared a star :) ) ... wondering what work is there to be done.... n oh! well, even i can't think of anything to be done ... except read other peoples post....
And then i suddenly realise that it's not going to be one of those usual evenings where i come back home to find my mom waiting to share the stuff done thru the day... n dad wanting to discuss my financials n bank accounts (one of his favouraite topics)....They have gone to Raj for a few days n i am satying alone for the first time in my life without them... & what the heck ! i have gotto stay with one of my aunts ... still wondering how i can make the most of my evening may be i can meet up with some of my frens but then ppl in bombay are always busy... (so much to pay to stay in this commercial hub). i am still
1. BORED!
2. CONFUSED
3. LOW
plus i can't find anything right .... oh! how so i wish Medha would have been here .... we cud have met up for coffee or may be just chat... :(
may be even i'll just get back to work...
And then i suddenly realise that it's not going to be one of those usual evenings where i come back home to find my mom waiting to share the stuff done thru the day... n dad wanting to discuss my financials n bank accounts (one of his favouraite topics)....They have gone to Raj for a few days n i am satying alone for the first time in my life without them... & what the heck ! i have gotto stay with one of my aunts ... still wondering how i can make the most of my evening may be i can meet up with some of my frens but then ppl in bombay are always busy... (so much to pay to stay in this commercial hub). i am still
1. BORED!
2. CONFUSED
3. LOW
plus i can't find anything right .... oh! how so i wish Medha would have been here .... we cud have met up for coffee or may be just chat... :(
may be even i'll just get back to work...
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Fulfilling SUNDAYS.....
Fulfilling Sundays...
Well theres nothing like a great sunday.... when you get up late dreaming abt your bf ;) listen to some nice music... watch a movie of Brad Pitt..... Get ready n have a lavish brunch with your mom.... all ,with your favourite stuff....make plans for shopping in the evening .... have a nice get together with your moms frens coming over to load you with the gossip around town... (which you haven't been updated since u have been working pretty hard on weekdays...).... after the brunch you go out for a small walk to survey n note the changes around town...quickly drop mails to all your frens...have a nap before u load youself with spicy gossip.... such satisfyuing stuff.... where you dnt worry abt deadlines.... commitments... n ppl ard you.... it's absolutely carefree juz like an innocent child who knows nothing... such Sundays are RARE.... n this is one amongst those...
Well theres nothing like a great sunday.... when you get up late dreaming abt your bf ;) listen to some nice music... watch a movie of Brad Pitt..... Get ready n have a lavish brunch with your mom.... all ,with your favourite stuff....make plans for shopping in the evening .... have a nice get together with your moms frens coming over to load you with the gossip around town... (which you haven't been updated since u have been working pretty hard on weekdays...).... after the brunch you go out for a small walk to survey n note the changes around town...quickly drop mails to all your frens...have a nap before u load youself with spicy gossip.... such satisfyuing stuff.... where you dnt worry abt deadlines.... commitments... n ppl ard you.... it's absolutely carefree juz like an innocent child who knows nothing... such Sundays are RARE.... n this is one amongst those...
Friday, February 9, 2007
Off to the PINK CITY ..... hurrah!!!!
This is it !!!! Again..... i will be going there again.... the one place which has really fascinated me with its people n culture , the ideologies n ideals they carry .....
i think there is some connection i have with this place(apart from the fact that i was born there), a feeling i get of ... a different kind .... the one that has no bounds n forgets every barrier to get there , the country side oh! so mesmerising... .. n its people : so down to earth, simple.... n large hearted with their ever flowing extended hospitality for the visitors.... but, hey!... i ain't any visitor....STILL..... this place ...still feels all so alien to this city bred gal , who can't imagine living a life without so called sophistication... the luxuries... she's been exposed to....
i like this 'pink city' for everything it was , it is ... n every bit of what it has to offer .... but if only it was ....like a place where i have lived n spend most or shall i say every single bit of my life....may be i could love it ...
this love -hate relationship with this place goes on.... n .... everytime i visit this place .... i think i love to be there but then deep inside my heart craves for the place that's none other than 'Aamchi Mumbai '.......
i think there is some connection i have with this place(apart from the fact that i was born there), a feeling i get of ... a different kind .... the one that has no bounds n forgets every barrier to get there , the country side oh! so mesmerising... .. n its people : so down to earth, simple.... n large hearted with their ever flowing extended hospitality for the visitors.... but, hey!... i ain't any visitor....STILL..... this place ...still feels all so alien to this city bred gal , who can't imagine living a life without so called sophistication... the luxuries... she's been exposed to....
i like this 'pink city' for everything it was , it is ... n every bit of what it has to offer .... but if only it was ....like a place where i have lived n spend most or shall i say every single bit of my life....may be i could love it ...
this love -hate relationship with this place goes on.... n .... everytime i visit this place .... i think i love to be there but then deep inside my heart craves for the place that's none other than 'Aamchi Mumbai '.......
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