tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238245302024-03-08T06:34:34.299+05:30MIRAGEShishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-82460812149377831632009-05-30T01:47:00.002+05:302009-05-30T02:01:50.185+05:30American Pav Bhaji<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQiOJfvjdC8Jr0zWUKrY8DiQCfqKCB_53tz427z0zFdhdp1cNKPOhw2fTsZI7KPxOYj8KSiOIrQLv3F2Vi3jeLXGMmRz1YMRRg6H8FSBhEou7H8v8e5bsNOwavZ2rnvRew-wi8/s1600-h/Picture+335.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQiOJfvjdC8Jr0zWUKrY8DiQCfqKCB_53tz427z0zFdhdp1cNKPOhw2fTsZI7KPxOYj8KSiOIrQLv3F2Vi3jeLXGMmRz1YMRRg6H8FSBhEou7H8v8e5bsNOwavZ2rnvRew-wi8/s400/Picture+335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341344563899115202" border="0" /></a><br /> No trip to US is complete unless you go and see the most important symbol the Statue of liberty. After lots of effort I finally decided to take the plunge and go visit the most striking feature of land of dreams.It was freezing cold and I decided to go to see the statue from the Jersey side .It was windy and cold ,but thankfully not wet and on our first stop we came to the Ellis island. I was very hungry and instead of looking around the first thing I wanted to look was a place to eat.And thankfully I found one.While going through the menu I came up a familiar name PAV BHAJI(Indian Speciality) .I was thrilled ,eating your own cooked food for a long time do have that kind of impact.And without thinking I ordereded it and was I in for a surprise,I was so shocked that I took the picture too.The above is the picture of Pav bhaji and from then on I decided to stick to fries and coke whenever I am in any tourist spot.Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-63964254583958393572008-03-16T21:51:00.002+05:302008-03-16T21:55:44.373+05:30Life as we live<div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-style: italic;"><strong>There's one sad truth in life i've found</strong></div><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><strong> </strong></div><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-style: italic;"><strong>While journeying east to west..</strong></div><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><strong> </strong></div><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-style: italic;"><strong>The only folks we really wound</strong></div><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><strong> </strong></div><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-style: italic;"><strong>Are those.. we love the best.</strong></div><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><strong> </strong></div><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-style: italic;"><strong>We flatter those we scarcely know,</strong></div><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><strong> </strong></div><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-style: italic;"><strong>We please the fleeting guest<br />And deal full many a thoughtless blow</strong></div><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><strong> </strong></div><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-style: italic;"><strong>To those who love us best..</strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"> </strong><strong style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;">~Ella Wilcox Wheeler</strong><br /><strong></strong></div><strong style="font-weight: normal;"><br /> I don't know why but when after ages I was going through my blog this is one post I liked the most.So i have just copied my old post and posted it again.<br /> These beautiful lines sent to me by a friend made me think is this the life we live and are we really doing this or it's a figment of imagination of a poet ...but then is it just an imagination or the fact of life....ask yourself...and you will get an answer ...an answer that might remind of all the thoughtless acts we commit coz the people who love us are always taken for granted.I am not trying to sound sad or regretful..i am not but shouldn't the peolple who love us be treated in the most caring way....but then will we be human...we are never satisfied by what we have ...and time goes...and something like this poem comes along your way and makes you think...but then this is life and this is us.... :-)</strong>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-64620616808632923092007-01-26T21:54:00.000+05:302007-01-26T22:17:09.052+05:30Every day has a beautiful meaning so just live it<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqrsABTmSvyMMOzP3gdqkFpymMfXjsLWxhs6mR5K80kQS1-fvz4zLhQjT6XN0wfd7KKZdbEm9HvbQ6ay85hCeDyfHDFTW6TDkxa07mflMxpj-zQc9zSgZ5Q31JoVCtoM_X3gun/s1600-h/sunrise.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqrsABTmSvyMMOzP3gdqkFpymMfXjsLWxhs6mR5K80kQS1-fvz4zLhQjT6XN0wfd7KKZdbEm9HvbQ6ay85hCeDyfHDFTW6TDkxa07mflMxpj-zQc9zSgZ5Q31JoVCtoM_X3gun/s320/sunrise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024377930202803714" border="0" /></a><br /><br /> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Listen to the Exhortation of the Dawn!<br />Look to this Day!<br />For it is Life, the very Life of Life.<br />In its brief course lie all the<br />Verities and Realities of your Existence.<br />The Bliss of Growth,<br />The Glory of Action,<br />The Splendor of Beauty;<br />For Yesterday is but a Dream,<br />And To-morrow is only a Vision;<br />But To-day well lived makes<br />Every Yesterday a Dream of Happiness,<br />And every Tomorrow a Vision of Hope.<br />Look well therefore to this Day!<br />Such is the Salutation of the Dawn!<o:p></o:p></p><div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> <br />It's my first post for the New Year and I always wanted to start with something which is somewhat hopeful and to be honest kind of mindset I was in over the past month just didn't felt like putting anything I wrote on the blog.But before I begin I would like to pay my regards to my uncle whom I lost to a severe heart attack just before the holiday season began.It's bit too tough for all of my family to handle and I'll always miss him but will try to remember him with a smile and that is the best I can do.<br /> And to everyone a very happy new year. I know bit late, but hey as I say wishes are never belated if they are really meant. I know crapy philosophy but then who said I ever talk anything sane. So what are plans for this year? Isn't it wiered it might be just a difference of a day but New Year feels so different. So as usual I made my New Year resolution and till now as usual I have broken them all. So,nothing new in this year too. But as a lovely friend of mine told me resolutions are meant to be broken in that way I am doing great. But apart from that this time I really wish this year bring some peace all around the world.I am not saying this just for the sake of it but it is kind of painful to see that whenever you switch on your TV some part of the world is in flames. I just don't get it when life is so short from where do people get even time to create such an anarchy all around the world. This is my first wish and second wish is for INDIAN cricket team please guys this time win the cup for us. It's too painful to see you guys do so horribly on the field . I know seeing the ways Australians are playing there is hardly any hope but then miracles do happen so just hoping for a miracle to happen. And my last wish is for everyone of my friend and loved ones may this year be your year. And don't be afraid to dream because dreams do come true. So keep your spirits high and believe in miracles. And live life king size because remember you only live once.<br /><br /></div></div>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-22802917750098477362006-12-23T21:30:00.000+05:302006-12-23T22:12:25.312+05:30Legend bids farewell<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiavakvaxXGcBucH7fMEChflyXIZxfmyPoA_taHMjYAQp_cZvYb-BFaJPX3mFctQlxyeUOfYxYNSJahpxdchhyphenhyphenZbPGEifTjOSXAWr1sVjPpi7EYzx4HOcnLhID7LTdYMPorK9_u/s1600-h/shane.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiavakvaxXGcBucH7fMEChflyXIZxfmyPoA_taHMjYAQp_cZvYb-BFaJPX3mFctQlxyeUOfYxYNSJahpxdchhyphenhyphenZbPGEifTjOSXAWr1sVjPpi7EYzx4HOcnLhID7LTdYMPorK9_u/s320/shane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011754364559910658" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">There are very few sport person on the world stage who have created so much magic that sometimes they seems to be bigger than the game. People used to say that first there is God and then it was Bradman but when it comes to bowling first it is Shane Keith Warne and then there is rest.Arguably the greatest spinner of all time ,Shane Warne has done it all.In an era which followed the era of the pace battery of West Indies Cricket he showed to the world to instill fear in the minds of the batsman you don't need to bowl at 100 mph.He just bamboozled them all with his variety . Who can forget the bowl he bowled to Mike Gatting famously called "the bowl of the century".His presence on the cricket field is electrifying . And in an era which saw the rise of Australian cricket as the undisputed powerhouse at the international level , no one can doubt that this rise was largely due to a man whom his mates call "Hollywood" and for the rest of the world is Warnie.For me the greatest cricketer whom I have seen and it is a sad day that his illustrious career is coming to an end. This is my tribute to a man who made this game what is today.I have collected few of the quotes which the cricketing world expressed on knowing about his retirement.And this shows that when a player has the respect of his opponents ,then he is truly a legend or you can say then is truly 'Shane Warne".</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> "For me, he was the reason you played cricket. To be in a test against him, you knew you were in a battle with Warne, verbally, physically, mentally and technically." -- Former England captain </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> Nasser Hussain <br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> "In the space of a short time, he's turned the game upside down, changed it in concept. I think his greatest single achievement is not necessarily the 700 wickets, but the fact that when Wisden chose the five cricketers of the century, they chose Donald Bradman, Garry Sobers, Jack Hobbs, and Viv Richards -- and Shane Warne who had only been playing since 1991. That's quite remarkable." -- Former Australia captain </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> Richie Benaud<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> "As a wicketkeeper there's no better spot to be than standing behind the stumps to Shane Warne at any time really. But when he's on song it's quite mesmerizing, so he brings a great deal of joy to me, just like everyone else sitting around watching. He makes us look good because he's so brilliant," --Australia wicketkeeper </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> Adam Gilchrist </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> </span><br /><br /><span style="margin-left: 2pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">"He comes in a very special lot. We don't see such cricketers every day. He has been a treat to watch. I don't know what was going in his mind (when he announced his retirement) but he knows better. What he has achieved is remarkable, he has been a great ambassador for cricket and Australia." --Indian Legend </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Sachin Tendulkar<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> "In cricketing terms he is the ultimate legend. He's probably the best bowler there has ever been on this planet." -- England batsman </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> Paul Collingwood </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> "I'd like to think of myself as an entertainer that would go out there and try to put on a show. I used to go over the top occasionally with the appealing but that's me expressing myself." -- </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"> Shane Warne </span>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1162666366520920122006-11-05T00:07:00.000+05:302006-11-05T00:22:46.570+05:30While other's keep on talking we keep on rocking<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/1600/Picture%20018.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/320/Picture%20018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal">Now in Gurgaon on my job my days in Pune seem to be a distant memory.Memories which were both rocking and fantastic. This post is about the most interesting cross-section of people I ever met under one roof. It was my group or for all of us P10. Where should I begin there is so much to tell. So i begin on the very first day when my friend RAGHAV did what most people find quite endearing. We had this induction where so many big shots were giving these speeches and I don't know for what reason all my friends from <st1:place st="on"><st1:city st="on">Delhi</st1:city></st1:place> were sitting on the first row. And this chap was sleeping , yes sleeping and the HR saw her but must give it to her sense of humor that instead of saying anything she wrote a note saying if you are feeling bored just go and have a coffee. SO this is how we guys started.P10 was a group in which we had people from everywhere. <st1:place st="on">Kashmir</st1:place> to Chennai .from Kolkatta to Mumbai, but the most amazing part was at the end of it we all taught each other few things and learnt a lot from each other. Whether it be grammar from NILESH or tamil from PK our wonderful CR.We also had few Bengali's with amazing voices SOMA and MOULI.And then we had KINGSHUK <span style=""> </span>wonderful photographer and quiet and hardwoking MANOJ .And my dear friend VASKAR the "POCKET TANK" champion. He even lost to me and i'll keep on reminding him that.Then our local friends I mean NACHIKET and SONALI they were always wonderful. I can't forget the sweets they brought for all of us after Diwali.We had all kinds I mean there was SURABHI soft spoken and we had YUKTI who was always so nice to anyone and there was MADHAV a complete performer, KEDAR was a star with his mimicry and our Delhi girls SWATI and SAKSHI two wonderful girls with amazing energy. And then there was VAMSI our expert programmerand in many ways our teacher. And then there were the NITK guys each an item in itself but each wonderful. UMESH the nice soft spoken guy ,and the crazy but funny VAIBHAV,my fav. KARNATAKA and ANDHRA WARRIORS KC AND MANJU,the hardworking and the laptop guy VINYAS and the tough guy VIKAS they were all wonderful.Then our hi and bye guy VAIBHAV.And last but not the least the Delhi gang "WHATEVER" SAUIB,my wonderful roomate and cool NEERAJ,and our group topper INDER or lovingly called JULIE we all had a blast .This is to say thank you to everyone. You all have given some fond memories and so many new friends. I wish all the luck in the world for you all. And I do miss the SHISHIR , SHISHIRRRRRR…. chant.</p>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1161873765952734482006-10-26T19:43:00.000+05:302006-10-26T20:15:08.636+05:30So I am back...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/1600/DSC03133.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/320/DSC03133.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">First of all it feels awsome to be back home after two months and it feels even better to be writting on my blog after such a long time. But these two months in pune was nothing short of an adventure. It was fun and made so many new friends and learnt so much not just technical but also as a person. Details of few of the very special things I will write in my further post. Pune is a nice place and with the kind of people I met my stay was even more memorable. It was not just fun but I worked also even to my surpise .So from now on I will be in the city which I love so dearly Delhi,got posted to Delhi and thank god for that coz most of my friends got the place which no one wanted Chennai. So in that way I guess I was lucky. But I am gonna miss all those people who I met in pune and who add so much colour to my stay in Pune. Wheter it be trip to the beautiful Mahabaleshwar or wonderful time we had in out classes or the time we spent in the canteen or the movies for which we used to go out. I am gonna miss it all and cherish all this for the rest of my life. Before my training got started a friend of mine said enjoy it to the fullest ,these two months will be like college after college and he was so right. So from 30th of this month my real office life begins and also from now on my blog will not be dead .</span>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1156078203096819792006-08-20T17:06:00.000+05:302006-08-20T18:21:11.220+05:30All my bags are packed!!!!<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">So finaly the day has come and all my bags are packed and I am ready to go.Yes leaving early morning for Pune to start a new chapter in my life and I hope its a good and interesting chapter coz its gonna be a long one. I am off to my job at TCS and must wish luck to the ccompany too,but then they hired me so they should be better prepared. Anyways people say when you leave home for the first time there is a sense of nervousness, but to be honest I am not nervous. I guess it still hasn't sunk it yet that tommorow morning I am leaving home for sure. No one to give my early morning coffee, not sleeping on my own bed, not my own computer,my younger brother not there to trouble me, my dad's love and affection not there and most of all my world my mom not there for me. I am gonna miss all her great food, long conversations I have with her and most of all the concern and love I see in her eyes . So obviously I am going to miss my home and my family. But then I have to move on I guess and change is the name of life.So looking forward for it and hope Pune is fun. And bye bye Delhi ..........</span>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1155619485027323702006-08-15T10:44:00.000+05:302006-08-15T10:58:35.450+05:30Saare Jahan Se Achcha<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/1600/india-flag.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/320/india-flag.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><p style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">"Civilizations have arisen in other parts of the world. In ancient and modern times, wonderful ideas have been carried forward from one race to another...But mark you, my friends, it has been always with the blast of war trumpets and the march of embattled cohorts. Each idea had to be soaked in a deluge of blood..... Each word of power had to be followed by the groans of millions, by the wails of orphans, by the tears of widows. This, many other nations have taught; but <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">India</st1:place></st1:country-region> for thousands of years peacefully existed. Here activity prevailed when even <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Greece</st1:place></st1:country-region> did not exist... Even earlier, when history has no record, and tradition dares not peer into the gloom of that intense past, even from until now, ideas after ideas have marched out from her, but every word has been spoken with a blessing behind it and peace before it. We, of all nations of the world, have never been a conquering race, and that blessing is on our head, and therefore we live....!"(Swami Vivekananda)</span></p><span style="font-size:100%;">Today I am reminded of a poem which for me will always be the voice of India in my heart and in my soul.Its a masterpiece by Iqbal.The poem epitomises the love for the nation and inculcates a sense of belonging to our dear motherland.Today is our Independence day and our march as a nation continues toward the dreams our freedom fighter saw. So the poem and its apt that I found this in the devanagri script.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;">सारे जहाँ से अच्छा, हिन्दोस्तां हमारा<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> हम बुलबुले हैं इसकी, यह गुलसितां हमारा<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> गुरबत में हों अगर हम, रहता है दिल वतन में<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> समझो वहीं हमें भी, दिल हो जहाँ हमारा, सारे...<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> पर्वत हो सबसे ऊँचा, हमसाया आसमाँ का<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> वो संतरी हमारा, वो पासवां हमारा, सारे...<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> गोदी में खेलती हैं, जिसकी हज़ारों नदियां<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> गुलशन है जिसके दम से, रश्क\-ए\-जिनां हमारा<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> सारे....<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> ऐ आब\-ए\-रौंद\-ए\-गंगा! वो दिन है याद तुझको<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> उतरा तेरे किनारे, जब कारवां हमारा, सारे...<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> मजहब नहीं सिखाता, आपस में बैर रखना<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> हिन्दी हैं हम वतन हैं, हिन्दोस्तां हमारा, सारे...<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> यूनान, मिस्र, रोमां, सब मिट गए जहाँ से<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> अब तक मगर है बाकी, नाम\-ओ\-निशां हमारा,<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> सारे...<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> कुछ बात है की हस्ती, मिटती नहीं हमारी<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> सदियों रहा है दुश्मन, दौर\-ए\-जहाँ हमारा, सारे<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> 'इक़बाल' कोई मरहूम, अपना नहीं जहाँ में<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> मालूम क्या किसी को, दर्द\-ए\-निहां हमारा, सारे<br /></span></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="font-size:10;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1154960486711976332006-08-07T19:28:00.000+05:302006-08-07T19:58:06.630+05:30Today I am hoping<div style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >The sparkles of a champange,</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >And a clear moonlit sky,</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >I have an angel in front of me,</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >And I am almost hoping to die.</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >My heart is pounding,</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >My mind is numb,</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >Does it always happen,</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >Or it's just me being dumb.</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >I want to see the sparkle ,<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >In those </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">mesmerizing eye</span>,</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >When I bow down before you,</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >Today I am really hoping to die.</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >When you said yes,</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >I can see a little tear in a corner of your eye,</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >It was more valuable than a pearl,</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >Like a lightening from the sky.</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >There is void all around, </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >There is emptiness inside,</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >Today I lie motionless,</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >Looking at the skies.</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >I can see a little tear,</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >In the corner of your eye,</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >It's still more valuable than a pearl,</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >Like a lightning from the sky.</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >But today I wana see the sparkle,</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >In those mesmerizing eye,</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >When I lie down before you,</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" >And bidding you a goodbye.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">So another poem, yes and another sad poem but this poem is an inspiration from a news I read few days back. A young man just got engaged and that very day when he left for home he died by a terror attack. So this poem is just the reflection of a dead man's mind who want to say a lot to the girl he is in madly love with.</span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1154183953176086932006-07-29T20:05:00.000+05:302006-07-29T20:09:13.190+05:30Life and Dreams<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Life always seems to be full of surprises and when I say surprises I just don't mean the pleasant ones. Few days’ back a realization dawned on me which has left me bit shaken. And to be really honest I don’t even know if I have the power to come out of this mess without losing a part of me. Few days back something died inside me, something good, something which has been a part of my mental set up from the time I remember. Was it painful, I don't know because if you ask me how I feel at this moment I have got no words. But it felt as if sand just slipped out of my hand, felt as if a mirror has broken into so many pieces that I can't even see my face in it. But for a guy who always thinks more from his mind than his heart it still is tough. And the worst part about all this is that no one has any answers to it, just no one. Someone once told me don't be scared to dream coz they do come true, but today I just don't know....</span><o:p></o:p></p> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> <span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">You are the heart</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">The heart of my soul</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">The soul of my conscience</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">The conscience of my life and its goal</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">I want to fly</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">But no matter how much I try </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">There will always be this distance</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">Can I ever bridge the sky?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">My heart says can you feel the pain</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">My minds says time will change</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">But I don't know whether I have an answer</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">Can I be the same me again.</span></o:p></p><o:p></o:p><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">And to continue with the theme of surprises this is the first poem if u can call it so which I have written. I never thought I can ever write something which rhyme .So kind of really excited ..hey I have become a poet and it doesn't matter if its a bad poem...I am too excited for my first poem.</span> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1153837242370647422006-07-25T19:10:00.000+05:302006-07-25T19:54:48.190+05:30Love and meSo I already said its great to be back but i thought why not write about something about which I have no idea LOVE. And honestly now I am finding it difficult what to write.<br /><div style="text-align: center;">I would rather have had one breath of her hair, one kiss from her mouth, one touch of her hand, than eternity without it. One.<br /><div style="text-align: left;">Yes ,I know I love these kinds of lines,I love the boxes of choclate,I love the flowers infact I love anything that you can put in in the categeory of romantic, but do I belive in love ,my answer is quite simple and short NO. And its not that I have been hurt or have been heartbroken its just that the idea of loving someone to the intent of madness looks great in movies but in real life its tough to swallow atleast for me.Its not that I don't believe in any sort of relationship ,its just this word I have problems with .For me any relationship is just about understanding and trust . If you have that you are in a great relationship. Infact most people who know me well say things about me which sometimes make me think that am I the only one piece of this kind who is a non believer. I'll quote few things which few very special people in my life said about me. I'll start with the latest one a friend said I am too much of a cold fish to be in love.Maybe she is right maybe not ,but she did made me think.Another one which I was not able to understand much when i heard it first,it was something like this "You know what your problem is you give too much space to the other person in your relationships and never let someone close to you". I honestly don't get what's wrong in giving people their own space, I need mine and give that kind of space to the other person so how is it a bad thing still haven't understood. And my favourite remark when I said I don't belive in love ,its something like this "You know to fall in love you have to let yourself vulnerable and willing to get hurt ,but you have built this wall around you which just no one can penetrate . You seem as if you are with everyone and the truth is you are with no one".Honestly these line should be in movies ,loved the way they were told to me with utmost anger . So the people who know me well loves to change my mind , even sometimes my mom tries that too but with no luck. Some people call this escapism or being a coward but i just don't know . Am i scared as a friend of mine said from getting hurt I don't know . I have no answers to any of these comments and sometimes I do think of them coz they were said by people who matter . And if people call this escapism I call it being practical and this is me I know bit twisted ,but just being honest.<br />Note : This post is in no way a sweeping remark about love its just how I feel. I know lots of people who are in love and it might be few people who read my blog also feel to be in love so if anyone feels bad after reading this please that was not my intention. This post is just a reflection of a thought process which I myself haven't understood completely. So read it as funny interpretation of something serious by a completely insane guy.<br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> </div></div>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1153834747766729902006-07-25T19:06:00.000+05:302006-07-25T19:09:07.780+05:30It happens only in IndiaSo it has been ages since i am on my blog...but this absence was kind of forced by the Indian govt. who god knows for what reason decided to block certain sites including the blogspot after the Mumbai blast, but thankk god some sense prevailed and i can finally blog......Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1152714987123750852006-07-12T20:00:00.000+05:302006-07-12T20:12:04.390+05:30Salaam Bombay<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/1600/photo11.cms.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/320/photo11.cms.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">AN OLD WOMAN OFFERING WATER TO THE STRANDED COMMUTERS ON THE DAY OF THE BLAST<br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><br />Yesterday horror struck the financial capital of India and all we can do was look in horror </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">the grusome images of bomb blast on television. These are moments of traumma and shock </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">for all those who have their near and dear ones in Mumbai.I have a friend and a cousion </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">and thankfully I got to them very quickly.The day itself started badly with 8 people </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">dead in bomb blast in the valley. But what happened In Mumbai send riples through </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">the entire nation.The capital was also put on high alert and there was a sense of </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">unease as no one have forgotten the 1993 Mumbai serial blast.As the news trickled </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">in the western railways the heartline of Mumbai bear the whole brunt.Seven blasts </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">leaving 190 dead and many hundreds injured.The city was under attack but as we </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Indians did during the Kargil war or the bomb blast in Delhi the Mumbaikars fought </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">back in the spirit only we Indians can do.Strange people coming from nowhere saves </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">so many lives and then vanish away in the hustle and bustle of Mumbai. There are so </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">many stories of immense courage that it makes me feel proud.TERRORIST can kill people </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">but they can never kill the spirit of INDIA.Lives are lost ,some dear and near ones </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">gone forever but life goes on and no terror can stop us from doing that.You want to </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">see the spirit, the western railways which had seven blast started working from the </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">morning itself ,there was huge rush at the hospitals for the blood donations.There </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">were so many people dropping people home as the western railways were hit.There were </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">so many students giving a helping hand .So bring whatever you want we will fight back </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">and fight back hard and at this moment my prayer goes out for all those who lost their </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">dear and near ones.May god give them the courage and to all the mumbaikars "SALAAM BOMBAY". </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Your spirit makes me feeL proud to be an INDIAN.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"></span></div></div>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1152203268688506862006-07-06T21:56:00.000+05:302006-07-06T21:59:39.183+05:30Memory for life<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Things have been bit crazy at my end , my mom got hurt on her right hand and had to </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">undergo a surgery on the thumb. Nothing serious but then she will not be able to move </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">her hand atleast for a month.And today I went along with her to the hospital for the dresssing </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">of her thumb.I have always been one of those who hates the hospital but today when I went </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">in and what I saw is gonna stay with me all my life.There is so much pain and so much </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">suffering that I saw that it made me realize how lucky I am .There were people and lots </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">and lots of them, each with thier share of pain.And it was not just people who were old </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">but people of all age groups who were struggling . But then to my own surprise it was not </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">the pain that stayed with me but the picture of immense courage which I saw in so many eyes. </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">There were little kids really sick but then you can see that smile on their face which just </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">touches your soul.And then there was this really elderly couple walking with holding each other's </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">hand , this was so beautiful that I just can't put in words.And then there were family members </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">fighting it out,cheering each other.These people who are common just like me and you but still </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">are hero's in thier own way.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">And apart from this wonderful experience I saw the most beautiful doctors you can ever imagine.I met them as they were treating my mom's injury. They were actually interns from medical college and were so scared of their senior doctor that I couldn't stop laughing.The doctor asked them few questions about some dignosis and they were not able to answer,reminded me of my really horrible viva's in college.I talked to them about my mom's injury and they said she is doing fine and I asked how was their senior doctor and they smiled and said is he strict or what .He ask all those questions which they never knew .They both were really nice and did I already use the word beautiful. So I have one good reason more to accompany my mom to the hospital. </span>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1152203071998651122006-07-06T21:49:00.000+05:302006-07-06T21:54:32.016+05:30Life is a.....<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Life is a journey,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Whose path is obscure,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Full of difficulties ,hurdles</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">And temptations to lure.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">It is a venture,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Tough to defy,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Being on the land,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Aspiring for the sky.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Few in the million,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Come in the limelight,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">For rest plunge in the oblivion,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">In the darkness of the night.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">After hours of my demise,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">I'll become a forgotton name,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Untouched by the stimulation,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Of rememberance ,honour and fame.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">This poem is by probably the most die hard romantic I have seen, my cousion.He is a wonderful poet and i can bet a million dollors on that if I have them that is.Most of his poems if not all were romantic and were written for my wonderful bhabhi with whom he got married after going around for nine years. But this poem is quite the opposite to what he writes. I love this piece of his and it just happened that he wrote this while we both were sitting one evening.Its sad yet so true and I simply love the piece.<br /><br /></div></div>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1152114720713554632006-07-05T21:14:00.000+05:302006-07-05T21:31:35.710+05:30Confession of a twisted mind<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/1600/mind.htm_txt_pool.0.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/320/mind.htm_txt_pool.png" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><br /><br />So yes friends this twisted mind which I am talking about is mine but some people even doubt if I have a mind and that is a different issue.It's been a while since I got my job and have been looking forward to it,but then company I guess woudn't be calling us before aug. so these days what I am doing P.hd in killing time.And as someone righty says "Empty mind is a devil's worshop",then my workshop is up and running.Last year has been so much fun and was so hetic that I became kind of used to that pace of life and now when everything is almost at a standstill</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">it all seems so boring.And as I told a frined of mine now mind has started to wander around and not feel myself.And the phrase I use is I am lost and very much confused.But then I know things will fall in their right place,its just I am not used to sitting at home that I am finding it difficult.And when you have so much time the things you feel you enjoy the most ,starts hurting too.Now I can't watch any more movies nor the music ,even the music has started hurting my ears. Same songs Floyd and all,oh god never thought i'll be tired of Floyd.I even tried few new singers and they suck or what. For a guy who loves the oldies like Don Mclean ,Beatles,Eagles, Clapton ,Dire Straits and all, these new breed of singers are just pure noise and that too really hurting kind.Then I thought lets read something ,its been a while I have read a good book but when you are really bored even good books feel like another way of killing time.But I know its just a phase </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">and today when I am writting this post I think fianlly after all this while I have got something constructive on my mind. Hopefully by the time I write my next post I am up and running ..hopefully. </span>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1151385861245617242006-06-27T10:52:00.000+05:302006-06-27T13:07:37.130+05:30Reincarnation of Evil<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/1600/collage111-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/320/collage111-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />No guys this is no horror story but now I think of it it was no less of a horror story for me.This post is about the most special fool in my life ,my best friend Shilpi.Where to begin, actually it all started when we were in class 8th and our then class teacher got both of us to sit together.She didn't liked me at first and I thought why on earth was I made to sit with this irritating girl but then I don't know what happened and we hit off and we became friends ,why we still don't have any answers.We don't have anything in common ,she hates everything I do,she hates the movies I love,hates the music I listen to infact now I think of it she hates everything about me. And I am not too far behind when it comes to hating,I hate when she talks about shopping,hates when she talk about clothes ,shoes and what not.The only thing we have in common is our love for choclates and food and we both don't let anyone have anything from our plate not even each other.But then however obnoxiously irritating she might be she is the most special person in my life. We have shared everything from our up and downs from our tears to happiness . When I ask myself this question which person means the most to me and it always happens that its not a person who just keep giving me advices,but a person who have chosen rather to share my pain . A friend who has been silent in my moment of despair ,who has stayed with me in my hour of grief,who has tolerated not knowing and face the reality of my helplessness in my hour of need. And when i think of someone its always happens to be her.In her own subtle way she has touched my life like no one has ever done. I have caused her pain ,I have made her cry which honestly I am not too proud off but she has never left my side .She might be angry or really mad which she is but one thing I have always been sure that whenever I need anyone I can count on her . Today I look back at those wonderful memories and yes time has changed , we both are not those irritating kids of class 8th but somehow for each other we will always be those kids.We still fight like mad ,its been almost 10 years we have known each other and we harldy have said any nice things to each other. But actully I did by mistake gave her a compliment once it was her birthday and after her birthday i was walking her home and she was kind of looking ok that evening and i happened to told her that "Idiot today you are kind of looking really beautiful" and she was surprised as if she has seen a ghost I still remember and even if I try to forget she wouldn't let me .She always says atleast she got out a compliment from me I still have no luck with that. She is still rude to me after all these years but then if by mistake she is nice I wouldn't recognize her coz Shilpi ,no she is not nice atleast not to me. But then I guess that's the charm of our friendship two completely mad people talking sense ,posssibe ,no definetly not.So we both don't even try talking sense. Now she lives in a different city and doing great for herself so I thought for so many years of being rude to me she deserves a surprise ,I mean this post .And I have been using this rude word a lot just imagine my best friend here I am writting a post for her and she hasn't even visited my blog once,she is too busy for that.But seriously I don't want to say thank you because it will be not enough but you know I might never say to you how important you are to me ,trust me you are and it gives me great pleasure to see you being so happy with your life .And just wana say finally which I can never say to anyone probably the greatest compliment I can ever give to anyone "You have made me into much better person than i would have been ".So now you can have your moment of glory but still you are an evil and I am not lying this time.Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1151078926429414452006-06-23T21:02:00.000+05:302006-06-23T21:41:09.590+05:30Best movie Quotes<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/1600/wall3_1024-1.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/320/wall3_1024-1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>This post was so tough to compile because there are so many great lines that it gave me a headache to pick few, but then I did pick few and my favourite quote is from the movie I just simply love.It has this great poetry about it and best part its Kajol.So I hope i didn't miss the real obvious ones.<br /><br />Aisa pehli baar hua hai satrah athrah saalon mein,Undekha anjaana koi aane laga hai khayalon mein, Aankhon ki khidki par ek saya sa lehrata hai,Dil ke darwaze par koi dastak de ke jaata hai,Gheri gheri kaali aankhen mujhse mujhko poochti hai,Haaton ki rekhaon mein ek chehra sa ban jata hai,Uski saanse resham jaisi gaalo ko chu jaati hai,Uske haaton ki khushboo hai ab tak mere balon mein,Haan, aisa pehli baar hua hai satrah athrah saalon mein,Undekha anjaana koi aane laga hai khayalon mein (Dilwale Dulhania Le Jayenge)<br /><br />I would rather have had one breath of her hair, one kiss from her mouth, one touch of her hand, than eternity without it. One.(City of Angels)<br /><br />I am no one special, just a common man with common thoughts. I've led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me, and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect, I've succeeded as gloriously as anyone who ever lived. I've loved another with all my heart and soul, and for me, that has always been enough.(Notebook)<br /><br />I love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Year's Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.(When Harry met Sally)<br /><br /> Life is like a box of chocolates...you never know what you`re gonna get(ForrestGump)<br /><br />As far as I'm concerned, the Internet is just another way to be rejected by a woman(You have got mail)<br /><br />Some people live a lifetime in a minute(Scent of a woman)<br /><br /> Never Lie, Steal, Cheat or drink,But,If u Lie,Lie in the arms of those u love,If u Steal,Steal from the bad company.If u Cheat,Cheat Death.And If u Drink Drink those moments that take ur breath away.(Hitch)<br /><br /> Keep ur friends close and ur enemies closer(Cruel Intention)<br /><br /> Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things. And no good thing ever dies.(Shawshank Redemption)<br /><br /> Love means never having to say you're sorry(Love story)<br /><br />The great advantage of having a reputation for being stupid: People are less suspicious of you.(Four wedding and a funeral)<br /><br />Beginnings are usually scary and endings are usually sad, but it's everything in between that makes it all worth living.(Hope floats)Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1150532324537318102006-06-17T13:21:00.000+05:302006-06-18T13:59:34.610+05:30Is there anyone with me???<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/1600/shadow.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/320/shadow.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Once someone said to me there is always someone looking over you. Is it god or is it your guardian angel, I don't know. But what I feel inside is a presence of someone who is always there like a shadow following your every move,your every breath and the most amazing part is that when you feel you are alone you feel this presence much stronger. Last few days have been the toughest for me and I have the time for myself and I guess when I am all alone I am kind of wiered.But seriously why is it so that when you feel you are alone you are not. Is it our sense of insecurity or something else haunting our subconscious which is scared with the very thought of being alone.Why is it that sometimes you stand among a crowd and you feel as if you don't exist and everyone is waking through you.Sometimes I feel as if it is a wiered sense of illusion ,an illusion which keeps me onguard an illusion which affects each and every of my though process.Or is it an illusion or my conscience which is forcing me to think and think hard that hey you ,you have done something wrong.I really don't know and while writting this insted of getting few answers there are more questions which are coming to my mind. I never see things straight ,it is my curse and I guess another example to prove I do have got a brain afterall..hahaha. Actually wanted to end on bit of a cheerful note,because I hate sad endings.</span><span style=";font-family:";font-size:12;" ><br /></span>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1150522268769349192006-06-17T10:25:00.000+05:302006-06-17T11:01:08.823+05:30Who am I .....?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/1600/Image161-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/320/Image161-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">I know day by day my posts are getting wiered,but i guess i write so much about everything never about me, so this all about me . Shishir Jain that's me a name given to me by my mom and a name which most people are not able to pronounce correctly. I spent my early year in the heaven Srinagar , but then as what we human do best we destroyed the heaven by what terrorism and my family moved to Delhi.And then my transformation started into what i am today . From a quite and a shy guy who hardly spoke a word , i started to come out of my shell.I still remember a techer in class 4th told my parents that he never speaks, and did I shocked her few years later when i happen to meet her.This transformation wasn't rapid ,it was kind of a slow process.Along the way i met people who had huge influnce on me. We were a group of 4 friends and have great memories. But the person who had the biggest impact I met her in class 8th and to describe her I need another post (and I have promised her there will be a post about her on this blog).And then the life really took off on the fast lane atleast in school. Became my house captain still remember Einstien house it was and then was the Head of the student council and then the student body president, now think about it did pretty well for myself. Actually did lots of things in school from debating to painting,soccer , badminton but what I enjoyed most was hosting the various events . But then as most good thing come to an end so did my school and I landed up in Delhi College of Engineering and it was the begining of another adventure about which I have already written before .I love my college ,love the people I met strange they are but amazing. Today I on the crossroads just officialy became an Electronics engineer and about to join TCS and all I have today is hope that the path I am about to go on helps me achieve what I ever dreamt off .But while writting this I just remember I always wanted to be a fighter pilot as a kid , why I don't know. I know this post was kind of boring if ever someone read this but for me it brought back memories which I guess I can never put in words.</span>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1150188383496829572006-06-13T13:48:00.000+05:302006-06-15T18:26:32.600+05:30Never thought this will happen<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/1600/sleepy.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/320/sleepy.png" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Everyone say there is always the first time ,but this is one thing I never thought will happen to me. I am suffering from insomnia, yes i know unbelivable. For a person whose one of the favourite hobby is to sleep I don't know what has happened. In last 48 hours I haven't slept for more than 4 hours and its not that i don't want to sleep I do. It's just I am not able to,my body is crying out loud please sleep but then just not happening.Madness is it the first symptom but I very much doubt because I have crossed the madness line way back . But I am one of those mad people who sleeps well. And who says when you are in trouble family is great help I told my parents I just can't sleep , you know what my mom said "Son I guess you are in love", mom not helping no time for jokes. Its getting into serious proportions , I don't belive I once set a record of sleeping for 14 hours this is disgusting. Its not me I guess an evil soul has got into my body. But then I don't feel anyone inside infact I don't feel anything kind of numb. My brain has ceased to work if there is one . And I was talking about my family being such a help friends are never far behind . I tried to sleep few hours back it was just 10 minutes and guess what a really irritating tune of my cell phone started ringing. My friends need some help and whatever little sleep I had was gone. And in all this I realized I have a really bad cell phone ringtone I need to change it. But in all this I got to do few things for the first time not first time but I do this very rarely. I was reading a book 4'oclock in the morning infact this was a first. Then i got to see the sunrise beautiful it was no not really . And i beat my dad in getting up early even he was taken a back. So whoever is out there please pray for me that i find some sleep and if there is sleep fairy please visit me. Thanking you in advance.</span>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1149611989624995772006-06-06T21:24:00.000+05:302006-06-06T22:09:50.700+05:30THE BEAUTIFUL GAME<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/1600/0%2C%2C4796261%2C00.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/320/0%2C%2C4796261%2C00.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">The wait is about to end the greatest sporting event is about to take off in Germany. The beautiful game world cup 2006 is just about to begin.A sport which knows no nation which has no boundary is about to bring billions of people to standstill. The magic of world cup soccer. Stars will be born and stars will come down to ground. Will we see another hand of god or will we see the biggest upsets? Will Thierry Henry sets the crowds alight or David Beckham can bend it ? Will the yellow jersy conquer or the Azure will prevail?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"> People have started predicting who is going to win but I have no doubts who is going to win Brazil.And why I have no doubts because I think this is the best Brazil team since 1970's. Ronaldo,Ronaldinio,Kaka, Robinho the list goes on. And whoever thought Ronaldo's time is up just watch out this is going to be his world cup. He is going to take the golden boot.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"> I am not saying that there are not other teams France , Argentina , Germany and Italy all are wonderful teams but I guess they have to prove themsleves during the tournement.And as for as England is concerened I am not too sure.This team has never given me the confidence of a big match team and with the injuries its even more difficult.And as for the team which can shock the favourites I would go for Argentina. A team with awsome talent just somehow not able to replicate the Maradona's era.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"> Whatever happens and when the fianl wistle blows whoever wins I just hope that billions of people who are going to watch just say we will never forget this one. This edition of the world cup brings the real magic which this beautiful game is all about . And as someone said it's not all about winning I wish we all see a spectacle which will leave it imprints in the time to come. And as my country is not playing and i guess wouldn't be playing for many more years I wish all the teams and their suppoters best of luck.</span><br /><strong></strong>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1149430532113007562006-06-04T19:25:00.000+05:302006-06-04T19:45:33.726+05:30Finally...<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Finally college got over and must say last week was nothing short of an adventure. While giving my last witten paper I realized that yes engineering is done. But these exams were kind of different as gave then under freezing condition the air conditioning was good that I was absolutely cold. Then had my b.tech project submission and must say the teacher was bored to death by our never ending presentation , but I guess he will give marks at least I hope that. Then going here there everywhere to eat and then we had the torture. We went to watch Faana absolute crap. And must say it was a huge dissapointment almost slept through the movie. And to top that really bad movie a kid crying out lound right from the time movie began to the end. And the AC of the theatre was not working. But then what to say I was not alone lots of people went through the same torture.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">And then the war at college to get all clearance from each and every lab even though you have never gone to that lab and even the hostel clearance inspite of the fact I am not a hostller. But then this was the last time and I might miss these things after few years. And then the scary part people were crying as they were leaving college. Even though I love my college but crying is not my cup of tea and it's kind of uncomfortable to see other people low. And now I am at home trying to make sense of it all and wishing everyone all the luck.</span>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1147258392466571592006-05-10T15:43:00.000+05:302006-05-11T21:12:34.650+05:30LOVE IS IN THE AIR<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/1600/notebook-3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5355/2465/320/notebook-3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">No guys I have not fallen in love,its just that I was watching CASABLANCA yesterday and I thought why not share the list of the movies which i find as most romantic. And after compiling the list i thought why the hell in most of these movies people end up crying more than laughing .Love should make people happy, i guess that should be the point of being in love. But then how would I know I has never been in love. But these are few amazing movies.</span><br /><br />1) <span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">NOTEBOOK</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"> Its an epic love story which touches your heart and always make you say how can someone love somebody so madly. A beautiful actress Rachel Mcadams is amazing in the movie. And as it it said behind every great love their is a great story, this movie proves this saying perfectly.</span><br /><br />2) <span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">CASABLANCA</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Yes i know some people thinkI would be mad to have Casablanca at second spot instead of first. But its just that Notebook touched me much more.What to say about this movie Ingrid Bergman looking like a dream . And what makes this movie a timeless classic is the amazing dialouges and breathtaking end. I would say if the end would have been any different this movie would have</span> lost its charm.<br /><br />3)<span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">WHEN HARRY MET SALLY</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"> Probably the movie whose dialouges you wouldn't forget in long time. "Men and Women can never be friends "and the one where Meg Ryan says "You cannot take it back coz it's already out there". A movie with amazing performance by Billy Crystal and Meg Ryan at their witty best. And not to miss the end when Billy Crystal says then when you realized that you want to spend the rest of life with someone you want the rest of life to start as soon as possible.<br /><br /></span><br />4)<span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">FRENCH KISS</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"> I know again Meg Ryan , but what can i do she is just brillant in all of her romantic movies. And this one is no different. But this movie is not just her, amazing locations and Kevin Kline at his best. But what is most memorable about this movie is a quote by Meg Ryan "All men are bastards" and the way the says it still makes me laugh. Its a great comedy and a really well executed movie.</span><br /><br />5) <span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">BEFORE SUNSET/BEFORE SUNRISE</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Simply love the movies. These are two movies which I call intelligent movies with great script and no gloss to make it look good. A gorgeous french girl and not so bad looking american guy falling in love in their first encounter and then how story unravels is amazing. Movie with the best dialouges according to me and breathtaking locations </span>.Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23824530.post-1146751396067526762006-05-04T18:59:00.000+05:302006-05-04T19:35:54.560+05:30What if gods can speak?<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" ><i>I object to violence because when it appears to do good, the good is only temporary; the evil it does is permanent.</i></span><br /></div><span style="font-family:Arial;"><i><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></i></span>Is it me or the world that has gone insane. Anywhere i look anywhere I see all I see is insanity. Every one is hungry for the blood of the other person. It feels as if we live in the age of barbarism. World is burning, Iraq hasn't settle down yet that iran is on queue. And why go far in my own country scores of people have been massacred for what, a cause Kashmir. Honestly for someone who spent his childhood in Srinagar I am sick and tired of listening to the K word. Which cause give right to kill someone that too in the name of religion. If gods could speak they would be crying out loud to see such insane behaviour. Then another part of my nation Gujrat, demolition of a monument gave right to the mob to burn someone alive in his car,his fault , he was at the wrong place at the wrong time. Six people have been killed so far and if you ask someone from their family why did they were targeted and their answer is a haunting silence. I never consider myself a religious person but I have been taught to respect everyone's faith and i have never been able to understand how this insanity got linked with religion. No religion encourages anyone to kill and yet all I hear is religious extremisim. Is this the world we are creating for the future. And the sad part of it is, I don't see any hope. Things are getting worse every day. I would like to end by a qoute which says it all<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" ><i>War is as outmoded as cannibalism, chattel slavery, blood-feuds, and dueling, an insult to God and humanity...a daily crucifixion of Christ</i></span><br /></div>Shishirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10146852298404393027noreply@blogger.com7