Sunday, November 30, 2008

A moment

A few days ago
There was a financial meltdown that hit every economy. Companies went bankrupt. And companies refused to come for placements. People lost jobs.
There was lashing rain. Cyclone Nisha took lives. People lost homes.
There was a terrorist attack. Mumbai was struck with shoot out. People lost lives.

Today
PM, the economist, takes charge of finance ministry.
The operation Cyclone against the terrorist forces ended.
There was sunlight and Nisha receded.
It's a new day.
And my best friend has a baby girl.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

CHo CHweeeeeet


The GU(a)Ys I lived with in Jamshedpur!!!
Now this is what is called Dostana!

Walking on Thin Ice

Another song that really touched me in the recent past. This was the one that got me searchign for the old song.
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The Ice is Getting Thinner by Death Cab for Cutie

We're not the same, dear, as we used to be

The seasons have changed and so have we
There was little we could say and even less that we could do
To stop the ice from getting thinner under me and you

We buried our love in the wintery grave
A lump in the snow was all that remained
But we stayed by it's side, as the days turned to weeks
And the ice kept getting thinner with every word that we'd speak

When the spring arrived, we were taken by surprise
When the flows under our feet bled into the sea
And nothing was left for you and me

We're not the same dear and it seems to me
There's nowhere we can go with nothing underneath
Then it saddens me to say what we both knew was true
That the ice was getting thinner under me and you

The ice was getting thinner under me and you

Once upon a time

About six and half years ago, I heard a song in Ally McBeal. It touched my heart, but I soon forgot; I just heard it once. But I remembered a single line and based on it I wrote many poems, short and long.

After all these years I suddenly started to search for it. At first I couldn't find it. But I pinged everyone I thought might have or can find.
I finally found it.
It's beautiful. It's perfect.
It still makes me cry.
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The Only Love I Had by Venice
(performed by Vonda Shepard in Ally McBeal)
Once upon a time
A long time ago
I thought that I should leave you
I thought that you should go
I never really said goodbye
I never even heard you cry
And after all this time, it's hard to say
The only love I had, I sent away

Ah, but you were young
Younger than I knew
I hope you can forgive me
I was younger too
I really thought th at I could see
What was best for you and me
Though after all this time, it's hard to say
'Cause the only love I had, I sent away

Sometimes as I lay here in the dark
I wonder where you're sleeping
If you think of me at all
Are you warm?
Are you happy where you are?
Do you sometimes feel like weeping
When the summers turn to fall?
Do you think of me at all?

And so I send this out
Wherever you may be
To tell you I still love you
You're still a part of me
And if you could ever find a way
I'll be hoping for the day
When you can smile at me and tell me it's okay
That the only love I had, I sent away

Header

Time for another one.. but my pshop aint working.. my comp is bulbing.. n i really have no time to make new headers... but I persist :P

So here is a new header... a not so cue, exams going on with job hunting around the corner and not to mention a btech degree to run after and in the process try get an admission for a masters programme...
Oh yeah.. I m jammed and life is looking good!

so in short .. the not so customised header...

Monday, November 24, 2008

Memories

The human mind is vague. It associations are weird. I linked a facewash with Jamshedpur! That too the best times in Jamshedpur!! Unbelievable!!!
There was this face wash that I bought before going to Jamshedpur for my intern. I used it for a long time. It has been about two months since I haven't used it. And that was because it wasn't available. I bought it again last Friday.
And guess what! When I used it last night, alone in the night when everyone was sleeping, it was like the times I used it in Jamshedpur. I suddenly felt surprised as a number of incidents came flooding to me. If it were a movie, imagine my hostel washroom changing into the Jamshedpur bog when the camera runs around me. And then in black and white fast-forward reels of twilight hour in the garden in front of GT1 with the bent down sunflowers rushing past...
Yeah! Weird memories. I miss those times. It is three in the night as I note these memories down again. And one day when I read them, I would laugh at what a sentimental fool I am!

CV points

This is what blogs serve as. Last night I was trying to fill a company form. There were questions asking us to point out incidents and stuff and it talks of my specific achievements.
Now, I could just not recollect any particular incident that showed anything. How would I know when I sued Mind over Matter? For all I know I used it cos it was the most obvious thing to do then.
I caught hold of a junior and asked if she ever thought I did anything worth mentioning. She thought a bit but could not quite put down anything in particular. That's when she made this statement that I should probably go through my blog.
Well, it did help me a bit. I did at least write down a round up of my Lit sec term and quite a bit about my Shaastra as well. Even though the posts might not really mention a particular achievement, they did bring back memories which told me a lot more that I did and forgot.
So keep blogging!!!

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Dejavuuuuuuuu

Why am I writing the same thing again and again in my blog ? Coz I feel the same things again and again in my life. And it gives me a weird feeling. For every one hour I can tell myself "I told you, so!"

I am exceptionally happy today! Why? Mood swings :P
Naah.
I am done with a pass/fail course and I celebrated by deleting the entire folder of that course from my comp. :)
I also got my cheque for travel reimbursement which I actually thought would never come.
I have new faith that I might actually make it to the IIMs. This is kinda sad. I can't say I am out, neither can I say I am in. But it's ok. Life is all about hope.
And yes, the dejavu is causing mood swings too :)

Walking down that shaky road

I purred
I meowed
It's done

I woke up on 17th morning not knowing what to do. I had tones to do. But it just suddenly seemed free. Suddenly didn't have much to do. Thi sfeeling was awesome.
BUT soon enough I was engulfed into the sea of resume uploads and endsems and placement prep and BTP with the crazy review dates that we can't do much.

I hope I survive the next few weeks too...

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Raced it - No result

One hurdle I passed without passing out. Rather the hurdle just passed by and i don;t really know whether I passed it or not.
I guess i can hold on for three more weeks without passing out and life would seem better if not rosier.

Now I know why people give up on eevrything in their 8th sem.
And if I get on with it, I'll know I can get on with anything in my life :)

Saturday, November 15, 2008

What you should do

Carefully, every little thing, place it in. Pick each one, one by one and put them in quietly. Without noise, without emotion. Clean up so no trace is left. And after you are done, zip it up. Put it under in the little corner where no one will ever see it again. And then, come back.
Now, brush your hair smoothly

Saturday, November 01, 2008

Here I Am

Here I am. This is me.
I've come to this world so wild and free.
Here I am, so young and strong,
Right here in the place where I belong.


This is possibly the single most impacting song in my life. I've sung this from the very beginning of my JEE days. And it rang in my head every time I did something new.

Over the years transition takes place into the unknown, the unfamiliar and the unprobed territories and it doesn't seem so good or so right. Wrong seems right and differences are the in thing this time. Some of the important conversations are the most annoying. People have their own ideas about almost everything under the sun. Bryan Adams is gayish sounding and I can't even construct a sentence straight anymore. It doesn't matter, I'm given up on GRE and life has too many strategic turnings to take that I want to take them all but it doesn't work that way and we all know that. There is this CAT race waiting and this job hunting to begin yet. So drams was today by the way.