Moving over...

There is always the constant desire to learn from my mistakes, and I guess I do. Mostly always. Things have been a lil difficult lately with all my mental turmoil but I've decided to move over these and start afresh. Greater things beg to be achieved in life and when one wants to conquer em all, he can't be stuck in the quick-sand of the past. It will only suck you in and the more you struggle, the more you're pulled in. I'm sorry... to all those who've been hurt because of me... to all those who've been hurt by me. I'm sorry... I've decided to move on...

I'm moving over... to the newer life.

IF - my favourtie poem by Rudyard Kipling

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

Disillusioned!

I guess I'm getting a lil disillusioned with my own self... The past few months has been a roller coaster ride of sorts, with my life seeming to have become a total turmoil. I've lost myself, somewhere behind in life... I kinda fail to understand who I am becoming... I get this constant fear that my best friend might one day refuse to even know me! What have I become!? I wake to bright mornings hoping that "Ah! today on, I'm sure my life is goin to be different..." and then sulk back by evening knowing that I've failed myself once again... False hopes, promises, over-rated desires, painful foolishness, etc., were all as if gifted to me and I'd gladly accepted... There've been times when I've wished to walk away alone from all this hoping that solitude might do some good to me... but funnily, it is precisely solitude which has shaken me out of my wits... and I've come to HATE myself unendingly...

I've broken trusts... I've failed the faith in me... there is a sore feeling about the future that we're all yet to see... :-|

A collection of thoughts - by great minds.

A collection of thoughts of a few great minds that I recollect and remind my self -

"What you are not able to do today, you will achieve tomorrow. Persevere and you shall conquer."

"It is not because a thing is difficult that one should give it up. On the contrary, the more a thing is difficult the more determined should one be to succeed in it."

"He who struggles is better than he who never attempts."


"Any intelligent fool can make things bigger, more complex, and more violent. It takes a touch of genius -- and a lot of courage -- to move in the opposite direction."

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If I never see you again... :|

The morning light comes stealing
To start a new day
Out there the world is waiting
To take us far away
And its time to make
The final break
But the memory will linger forever

If I never see you again
And think of me now and then
Though it hurts so sweetly
They say all good things come to an end
Youve changed my life completely
Im touched by your love
Even if I never see you again

The night is so unforgiving, yeah
And Im on my own
I realise what Im missing
And now that youve gone
So I say a prayer
Are you out there
Are you feeling what Im feeling now, yeah

If I never see you again
And think of me now and then
Though it hurts so deeply
They say all good things come to an end
Youve changed my life completely
Im touched by your love
Even if I never see you
If I never see you again

And if I never see you again

No one can tell you how the story ends
Where the road will lead
When love begins, yeah

Youve changed my life completely
Im touched by your love
Even if I never see you
If I never see you
Even if I never see you again
And if I never see you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

A shepherd n his sheep...

A couple of days back when I was on my regular cycling ride in the evening through the Mysore University campus I came across this beautiful scene of a shepherd and his sheep with the sun setting in the background... all the elements were so beautifully placed for a perfect pic that I immediately screeched to a halt and tried to capture this moment as quick as possible before the light fades out. Photography has grown into me as a hobby and I simply love it when I can capture what strikes my imagination. I'm glad that, I managed to take this pic on time and it actually came off pretty well with the sun-light bouncing off the man n his sheep jus like the way I had wanted it to. Yay!!! :D

I'm so jealous...

One day my lil sis came up to me n said she was supposed to write something for her class assignment. The topic was - "I'm so jealous..." Somehow I've cultivated a writing style where I've always been a fan of giving an emotional touch in the end for something I write like for things like these. Anyways cutting the self-praising crap short :P here's my attempt at it...

"The evening sky, the cool breeze, a wet road, and the green leaves, I sit by the window sipping my coffee, engrossed in the beauty of what I see. Vibrant are the roadside flowers and studded like diamonds are droplets on grass. I feel a feeling, a tickle in the head, when I see her dance, merrily and so colourfully dressed. She flutters her wings, flapping her way to me, as if beckoning “why don’t you dance with me?” I strike a smile and wheel myself closer to the window, a tear runs down when I realise I can never place my feet on the ground below. She waits for me, hoping for my reluctance to cease. She circles around and flutters away along with the gentle breeze. I wish she could know why I couldn’t be ‘just me’! Oh god! Please let her not misconstrue my inability to join her as though I’m so jealous of her glee."

I came in here with hardly any expectations about the lil town of Mysore. We were starting our design firm here, but choosing Mysore to be the place for it was something that just happened. This town reminds me of my childhood memories of my dearest Bangalore city. Green cover on all roads, people jus goin about their own work, comparatively lesser traffic, actually hardly anything when compared to how Bangalore is now.... I love this town! There's everything that I ever wanted from the place I'd be living in... hills, lakes, river, peace! I actually love cycling here... its so much fun... but alas, I hardly find any cycling enthusiasts here like in Bangalore. I havent been able to go for my photography expeditions around the city yet though, which I plan to do anytime soon... in fact I havent photogrpahed in a while now... guess its been too much of work and living in the office for long hours thats been the reason...

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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!!!