At times.... all i feel is that blessed are those who are devoid of any feelings... blessed are those heartless about things that happen around them.... or to them... and... pretending that everything is fine... or will be... is something i am tired about... :(((

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HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!

The Night Has A Thousand Eyes

The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying of the sun.

The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is done.

~ Francis William Bourdillon

A true world war 1 story...

Christmas in the trenches
by Jim Wallis
“Silent Night,” by Stanley Weintraub, is the story of Christmas Eve 1914 on the World War I battlefield in Flanders. As the German, British, and French troops facing each other were settling in for the night, a young German soldier began to sing “Stille Nacht, HeiligeNacht.” Others joined in. When they had finished, the British and French responded with other Christmas carols.

Eventually, the men from both sides left their trenches and met in the middle. They shook hands, exchanged gifts, and shared pictures of their families. Informal soccer games began in what had been “no-man’s-land.” And a joint service was held to bury the dead of both sides.

The generals, of course, were not pleased with these events. Men who have come to know each other’s names and seen each other’s families are much less likely to want to kill each other. War seems to require a nameless, faceless “enemy.”

So, following that magical night the men on both sides spent a few days simply firing aimlessly into the sky. Then the war was back in earnest and continued for three more bloody years. Yet the story of that Christmas Eve lingered - a night when the angels really did sing of peace on earth.

Folksinger John McCutcheon wrote a song about that night in Belgium, titled “Christmas in the Trenches,” from the viewpoint of a young British solder. Several poignant verses are:

“The next they sang was “Stille Nacht,” “Tis ‘Silent Night’,” says I.
And in two tongues one song filled up that sky
“There’s someone coming towards us!” the front line sentry cried
All sights were fixed on one lone figure coming from their side
His truce flag, like a Christmas star, shone on that plain so bright
As he bravely strode unarmed into the night.

Soon one by one on either side walked into No Man’s land
With neither gun nor bayonet we met there hand to hand
We shared some secret brandy and we wished each other well
And in a flare-lit soccer game we gave ‘em hell.
We traded chocolates, cigarettes, and photographs from home
These sons and fathers far away from families of their own
Young Sanders played his squeeze box and they had a violin
This curious and unlikely band of men.

Soon daylight stole upon us and France was France once more
With sad farewells we each began to settle back to war
But the question haunted every heart that lived that wondrous night
“Whose family have I fixed within my sights?”
‘Twas Christmas in the trenches, where the frost so bitter hung
The frozen fields of France were warmed as songs of peace were sung
For the walls they’d kept between us to exact the work of war
Had been crumbled and were gone for evermore.”

My prayer for the New Year is for a nation and world where people can come out of their trenches and together sing their hopes for peace.

Merry Christmas!!!!

a lovely piece....

You make my day when you wipe my tears away,
I know what it takes when you forgive my mistakes.

When you sit by me I know I have a company,
Deep in my heart i always felt you were my destiny.

My heart broke when you said I was just another bloke
The land beneath me shifted and tears came into my eye,
When you said i aint good enough and i shouldnt even try.

But faith in my love kept me going for you my dame,
The longer you took to decide the stronger it became.

When you first smiled at me i got a hint about your decision in the making,
i guess its there in the guys they know what their girl is baking.

After we exchange our vows i know the missed opportunities you will rue,
But keep faith in my love and i will even win the stars for you

I have been very lucky. ALWAYS.
But then there are times when things in your life aren't the way you want them to be. Every possible problem happens. You fight and fight with yourself and the world. Until you reach a stage where you look back and wonder. What's going on?? Why is the world conspiring against me?? Why isn't one good thing happening in my life right now?! Still there are no answers. Just a lot of struggle. I am saturated and tired.... of struggling.... Of the tensions. I just need to relieve myself. Totally.

So unusual of me to publish something like this....

Shaam se aankh mein nami si hai
Aaj phir aapki kami si hai

Dafn kar do hamein ki saans mile
Nabz kuch der se thami si hai
Aaj phir aapki kami si hai

Shaam se aankh mein nami si hai
Aaj phir aapki kami si hai....

A little curiosity and look what i found.....

http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/

just by typing my name.... it's true... ALMOST....

ME:

You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.
You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.
You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.

You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.
And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.
You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.

You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life.
You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations. You're most comfortable when you're far away from home.
You are quite passionate and easily tempted. Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble.

You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.
You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.
You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.

Miracles...

Truly.... miracles have a funny way of happenning to those who believe in them!!!

:)

awww...

"On this earth true friends are rare
people always are not what they appear
memories they call them sweet memories
but none of them without a tear"

~ written by my Aunt, when she was in college.

whenever... i see it...

Had seen it happenning to a few others, thought about it as one of the worst things that could happen to a person... feared it happenning to me... but... i have know the truth for long now... and it hurts to the core... the more i think about it.... whenever i see it happenning.... whenever i read it....

"The trouble with people is not that they don't know, but that they know so much that ain't so"

hope that one day it won't be so....

and... as they say having all three is a charm....

of the choices we make....

Not sure about the reason i am writing this here, maybe because i have kept it in me for quite long... clarity of thought truly defies me right now...

although had promised myself wouldn't do this this here, had promised myself wouldn't think about it....

Not reacting to things, not being able to explain things, wanting the answers to a whole lot of unanswered questions, wondering if it's really worthwile....

knowingly i choose to keep things the way they are, truly... there are times where we shut our eyes and choose not to learn or know things because it's so much better to let them be the way they are maybe because a disappointing outcome is something which you fear happening to you....

and no matter what all i go through you will still be the ignorant one, living carelessly having one less thing to be bothered about.... :(

one quwaali that i have cherished for years...

Kaam jiska fakat yeh daulat dil ki lutana hai.

Mohabbat ka khazana bhi kya khub khazana hai.

Kudrat jo hazaron karishme dikhati hai woh bhi toh

ek tarah se insaan ko mohabbat batana hai

Shabnam se moti, bade-e-saba ki tazagi, gulon ki mehek

kaenat ke ziyafat ka ye ek dilchasp bahana hai

Har pat me, har kali mein chippa paegam-e mohabbat hai

Har pankhuri ke labho pe ulfat ka ye tarana hai

Kya duniya ne samajha hai kya logon ne jaana hai

Ham khaak nishano ke thokar mein dekho zamana hai

Har pak rishtye ki buniyad, mohabbat hai

Ma bacche ka atul bandhan uska hi ek namuna hai

kya chiz mohabbat hai, duniya na samajh payi

yun kahene ko toh gardish mein sadiyon se zamana hai

Ye labz-e-mohabbat ka adna sa fazana hai

simte toh dile aashik, feleh ko zamana hai

Fizul woh hai dino dharam, jahan mohabbat basti nahi

jis dil mein mohabbat hai, wohi uska thikana hai

Pat var mohabbat ki hatho me rahe har dam

Duniya bhi taperon se gar sakine ko bajana hai

Ye ishk ruhani ab zaroorat ban gayi aadmi ki

ek baat yehi mujh ko belos batana hai.

Umm...

It's monsoons... and it's cold and humid and am craving for the smell of freshly brewed coffee....

something soooooo INTOXICATING about coffee parlours... :)

"Let no man grumble when his friends fall off

As they will do like leaves at the first breeze

When your affairs come around, one way or t'other

Go to the coffee house, and take another"

Chocolate sponge cakes, creamy waffles, fountain pony’s, light and crispy Monaco biscuits(back then they were manufactured under a different brand name),tom and jerry cartoons, hide and seek, merry go rounds, soap bubbles, balloons...

feels great to be reminded of things you did as a kid…. and love the fact that these are some things which you can still enjoy…. J

pen is mightier than a sword...

The other day while writing my examinations... i sprained my wrist and hand muscles as a result i couldn't write the rest of the papers...

right now i can hold a sword comfortably but not a pen... it's truly mightier than a sword...

he he :(

(and... SK i still can't forget the way you laughed for the entire five minutes after i told you about it cause you thought i was joking)

Confusion Compounded!!

Last Night...

Unsaved number(sends a messgae): goodnight and sleeptight sweetheart... :)

ME(sends an sms back): WHOSE THIS??!!

Unsaved number:  Yours forever

                                  .

                                  .

                                  .

                                  .

                                  ..... and ever....

ME: Excuse me, i guess you are mistaken...  

Unsaved number: No, sweetheart you can be mistaken, but i can't be about you...  U don't know what position you hold in my life....

ME(has a good look at the number) :  HA HA lol...  hi babe... how have you been????  :))

.... those 10 minutes where i couln't figure out who it might be had my world going topsy turvy... :D 

Similarly, the other day at a friend's place.

Bank Agent(comes home): Goodafternoon Sir.

CST: Goodafternoon, have a seat... 

[CST comes back with a glass of chilled Appy Fizz.]

Bank Agent: Nahi Nahi Sir mein beer nahi peeta.

                      (No, Sir i don't drink beer)

from flowery feet to stilletos the saga continues...

AK: Since we've been talking about feet and women's empowerment, this cartoon came to mind. Not really connected to the emails bouncing back and forth, I know, but thought you might like it. It's one of my favourite.

AH: High Heels = Empowerment.

AK:Yeah, let's work that into the next budget for SFC. Stilettos for all. I'm a size 34, thanks.

KR: i want my stilletos to match my lungi.

AH: KR, you Tamilian cross-dressing bamboo-pole dancer, you.

kinda like this one...

http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/g2/serenade.htm

Sundays...

A:"hey! what are you doing?"
B: "m still in bed, was trying to sleep..."
A: "It's already 1.45 P.M. Shouldn't you be getting out of bed"
B: "I don't feel like but then maybe ill have too.. Last nite was BLAH BLAH BLAH.... "
A: "You are getting old... Pfffttt.."
B: "he he..."

hope some things never change... (fingers crossed)