Crash n burn...

well.. sometimes things dont really happen the way you thought they would.. guess i had a taste of it a few days back when i decided to confess my love, to my friend.

What do I love bout her?

Was just sitting by myself and thinking bout her, while looking at her pic on my comp. The next moment I simply pulled up the notepad and started typing all those I love about her. The list just didn't seem to end at all. :) Well anyways, here it goes...

I love the way she smiles. I love the fact that she loves Chocolates so much, and that she thinks they can never fill her enough. I love that she thinks dancing is fun, and that she dances her best in her room when she thinks nobody's looking. I love how attached she is to her basketball, but was actually willing to give it away to me. I love her momentary silence she puts up sometimes, and the way she gets along with her cousins, and how alike they all are. I love the way she keeps looking at things with nothing goin on in her mind. I love the way she looks blank when asked what she's thinking. I love the way she makes her hair and then leaves it open for the breeze to caress it. I love the way she complains about never getting a letter or an e-mail from me. I love it when she calls anyone cute, how she's always willing to play, and that she stayed up all night to wish her friends on their birthday. I love the way she loves dogs n the way she misses her last dog. I love the way she highlights things in her letters and waits to read my letter while sitting there by the door, or up on her bed. I love that she appreciates a good movie, and that she loves Shahrukh Khan like her elder brother. I love the way she showed up at the Sigma Mall once just for me. I love that she's as big a Shahid fan as me. I love the pictures that she's in, and the way she'll stare at a camera or hide her face. I love that she's in love with black n blue. I love the way she worries. I love her laugh, and her handwriting, n especially those little smiley-faces she draws in her letters. I love her poems. I love that she thinks I'm not a nerd, and the way she pats on my shoulder when i pull her leg and giggles. I love it when her eyes become huge, or when she raises her eyebrows and looks away. I love the way she walks, and then frowns at me when I stand across the road and look at her in total awe. I love the way she watches an SRK or Shahid's movie in the theater without a blink, and that there's this faint smile on her face while doin so. I love that every once in a while she seems taller than me when she sits behind me, until she gets off by bike. I love the way she places her hand on my shoulder while I speed on my bike. I love the way she refuses to respond and continues to talk when I offer to buy her flowers on the roadside. I love the way she talks bout her other friends with all excitement and how she cares about each one of them. I love the way she respects n loves her mom and hates it when her mom hurts her. I love the way msgs her friends without even looking at the cell. I love the way she loves to eat boiled corn and searches for that one old lady who gives her the best corn. I love that she loves puppies that she could take care of them as their own mother. I love to see the glee in her eyes when she sees one pup stroll bye. I love that she thinks individual houses are the best and that she hates living in an apartment. I love that she takes her own sweet time to open up her bottled emotions. I love that she loves to walk. I love that she's now growing a small cute paunch. I love that she's 50kgs and thinks that it’s too much. I love the way she loves her friends and that she manages keep in touch with every friend. I love how much she cares about her old roommates’ n new, and the stories she sometimes tells about them. I love the way she goes about talking when she does. I love that she thinks her walking style is weird. I love the way she gets restless when she's happy n excited. I love the way she ignores me when I try to pull her leg. Guess, the list will never end. Cause I LOVE HER for everything that she is. :)

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Last week, some of us decided to go to Nandi betta early up in the morning... the ride was the best... with amazingly smooth roads all through, minus the irritating speed breaking road-bumps which suddenly pop up from nowhere when we're riding really fast... it was awesome all through... i love on top out there, and sit watching in silence everything thats around... while on our way to the hill, i saw some cyclists on the highway, and decided i need to do this someday soon... been waiting to do it... but everytime, things never materialized... too bad huh.. anyways, now that i've got my cycle repaired, i think i'll go on this lil expedition soon... :D

Awesome quote..

ha ha ha.. love this quote!!

"I am fond of pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down. Pigs treat us as equals" - Bertrand Russell

Little Manhattan...

All it takes is a few moments of silence, an incredibly sweet love song, and a few memories... and then a tear rolls down, leading to another... and jus as i say all this, i know deep inside, there's me, thinking about all the good times, all my childishness, all those lil things that i did, jus to say, how much i loved her... its a lil crazy isnt it, the way we go about our lives... and now, when you sit back n think about it all, there's the faint smile soon to be followed by another tear rolling down.... damn! i wanted it all! i wanted her!!

Sometimes lil things pile onto your head so much over the years that, you jus cant imagine to carry it any further. guess thats what is happening to me... no reasons, no occasion, its jus my mind, that probably decided to let it out.... and now, as all those things flash across my mind now, i stare into this glaring screen... i know, i've seen myself be trampled by love, and on all those occasions... i could only sit n wonder, if i actually let myself or i jus was.

Some quotes from a very cute movie "Little Manhattan" -

"Love is an ugly, terrible business practiced by fools. It'll trample your heart and leave you bleeding on the floor. And what does it really get you in the end? Nothing but a few incredible memories that you can't ever shake. The truth is, there's gonna be other girls out there. I mean, I hope. But I'm never gonna get another first love. That one is always gonna be her."

"Love isn't about ridiculous little words. Love is about grand gestures. Love is about airplanes pulling banners over stadiums, proposals on jumbo-trons, giant words in sky writing. Love is about going that extra mile even if it hurts, letting it all hang out there. Love is about finding courage inside of you that you didn't even know was there."

"Somewhere a million miles away, the girl I once loved was going down her road, and I was stuck back on mine"

And yes, the movie really let the tears roll down my cheek.

Somaari Katte... ;)

There was this sudden penchant to drink coffee at a different place than our regular old Coffee Board or the Tea Board at IISc... Me n Raghu looked for opportunities, and as Raghu puts it, we tried to be "creative"... ha ha ha... so we thought of the corner we had never been to, atleast not to drink coffee o tea... IISc's "Janata Bazaar"... a nice lil corner near the staff quarters and a very nice Somaari Katte there for us somaaris to sit n sip coffee while chatting away to glory... he he he... I liked the place a lot.. not much crowd, no one to bother or disturb... just us...

The fast rising traffic... :( is killing my beautiful city

looking at the bangalore traffic recently i just wondered, how much of the road-space is occupied by one guy who is sitting inside this big sedan of his, which, i feel is a prime cause of so much traffic... and to add to this, there are plenty more on the road... a huge car and jus one guy inside... i jus mentioned this to one of my friend who owns a car himself and he revolted back saying "shouldnt people have personal desires? should they stop buying cars? and should they ferry every tom, dick n harry in his car because of this?"... i was dumbfounded by the reply i got, cause he didnot see what i was trying to point out at, instead he took it personally, cause he drives around his car alone too. unless people feel the need from within themselves to do their bit to the enrivonment, nothing will change. people complain about the rising traffic in the city, and continue to complain, but no one, absolutely no one takes the responsibility of the fact that they are too adding to all this every day. when asked why, they give all possible reasons but in spite of all this, they do not budge from throwing mud at other commuters on the road. the sad part i feel is that "WE" have not encouraged the government to cultivate the habit of travelling in public transports nor has the government encouraged us to do so with efficient and friendly public transport systems. i dont think the government needs to spend huge amounts to build metros or any such thing to help reduce the traffic problems here in Bangalore. all they need to do is provide us with proper road transport, spend on the proper maintainance of buses, buy better newer buses, and encourage the companies to ask its employees to use the public systems for travel between work and home. but all this only seems like a fantasy, cause im sure people will have all sorts of reasons and hit back at me for this "ideal" looking solution. I used to love my city, not that i dont now, but looking at the way people are bringing it down, and that too so rapidly, i rather move out of this place, which once was my heaven!

"Losers always whine about their best"

Recently during one of our project meetings with my prof, I learnt a big lesson of life. We were supposed to show some results and discuss the status of our project that afternoon and in spite of all the work we (me n my team-mate) had done, we didnt have a result to show up. We couldnt show results, but we tried to defend ourselves that we had worked for it. Pat came a reply from the prof, which changed I started to think about life. She said, "There's either a Yes or a No. Tell me whether you have got any results or you have not. What ever is in between is immaterial, as people will not bother how hard you've tried or if you havent. Its the result that matters; the hard-work is recognized only then...."

There was some more gyan though, but what she initially said was so perfectly said that I realized how I had to alter my thinking. This also reminded me of a dialogue Sean Connery says in The Rock to Nicholas Cage who says he'll do his best - "Your 'best'? Losers always whine about their best. Winners go home and f**k the prom queen."

It doesnt really matter whether you've tried or how hard you've tried... all that matters is, have you got it or have you not! No matter what it is, the world goes by the binary digit rule. Its either "1" or its "0". There's nothing in between!!!