When someone whom you admire a lot, comes up to you and says, "I missed you." It makes me go weak in the knees.
I came across this video from FB and then cross linked to Youtube from there. Amazing words. Very powerful. I can relate to them. Hope you can too..
Am posting the lyrics below the video. All credit to original uploaders and writers.
Apne dais ko rotay bhi hoChain se par kar sotay bhi hoApne dais ka gham kaisa haiHanstay bhi ho rotay bhi hoKis ne kahaa thaa aao yahaanAa kar bas jaaoo yahaanJab dais tumhaara apna thaaWoh shehar tumhara apna thaaWho gali tumhari apni theeWho makaan puraana apna thaaUs dais ko phir kyon chora thaaKyon apnoo se munh mora thaaSab rishtoon ko kyo torra thaaArray jo bhi thaa, kya thora thaaAur jab bhi desi mil kar bethain, qissay phir chirr jatay hainUn tooti sarkoon ke qissay, un gandi galeyoon ke qissayUn galeyoon mein phirne wale un sare bachoon ke qissayOrangi hai Korangi hai pani ke nalkoon ke qissayUn nalkoon per hone wale sare un jhagroon ke qissayAur nukkar wale darwaze per taat ke us parday ke qissayUs parday ke peeche bethi albeli us naar ke qissayJis ki ek nazar ko tarsay saare un larkoon ke qissayJhootay qissay, sachay qissay pyar bhare us dais ke qissayPyar bhare us dais ko tum ne aakhir kyon-kar chora thaaKyon apnoo se munh mora thaa, sab rishtoon ko kyon torra thaaArray jo bhi thaa, kya thora thaaTum phoolay nahe samaaye thay, jab embassy se aye thayHar ek ko visa dikhatay thay, aur sath yeh kehtay jatay thayChand hi dinoo ki baat hai yaroon jab mein wapis aungaSath mein apne dhair se dollar aur patta bhi laungaTum ne kab yeh socha hoga kya kya kuch pardais mein hogaApne dais ke hotay sotay be-watani ko rotay rotayDais ko tum pardes kahoge aur pardes ko dais kahogeDais ko tum ilzaam bhi doge ultay seedhay naam bhi dogeDais ko tum ilzaam na do ultay seedhay naam na doDais ne tum ko chora thaa ya tum ne dais ko chora thaaKyon apnoo se munh mora thaaSab rishtoon ko kyo torra thaaArray jo bhi thaa, kya thora thaa ...
Have got a new header for my blog. :)
Got it from Vivek Raghunathan's FLICKR Photostream
The photo has been put up here with the prior consent and permission of the photographer. Have used the "Angelic War" Font for the EUPHORIA Text.
Hope its nice. :)
I actually had something else in mind using the same photo, then changed my mind at the last minute and decided to use this.
Ok.. An Avan-Aval after a loooong loooong time ...
Avan and Aval are colleagues who have just met and are getting know each other (as friends). The conversation deepens...
Aval :: Hey, nee Santhyavanthanam ellam pannuviya ?
Avan :: Nee yaaru Sandhya nnu Sollu... Naane poi Vanthanam pannnitu varraen...
Aval :: ???!!!#@$@#%#^$&$^%&%^&%^&%^&%^&
True Story !!! :)
Dear PR/Communication&Branding Team @ SETMAX...
My apologies for being rude, but you just went down in history as being the most INSENSITIVE, STUPID and SHAMELESS Ad makers in the country..
I have only one question to ask...
How the bloody F*** (Yes, that's a delightful offensive word that I have chosen here)did you think you can come up with an ad that says BHARATH BANDH to promote YOUR DLF IPL ?
So, you people think BHARATH BANDH is just a joke ? In a country that has a population of more than 130 Crores, a BHARATH BANDH Cripples public life and you want to use the word to promote your program ? Seriously, Buddies, I call this Grossly sick in my terms.
I agree, India is a cricket - crazy nation, but that does not mean, you go down to these levels to promote your program.
For those of you, who try to chide me saying that I am making a fuss for something that is so trivial.
THIS IS NOT TRIVIAL.
This is an insult to the intelligence of the people in this country.
Journalism has become Porn in this country.
Not just soft-porn. HARD CORE.
I have started using Chrome and am trying to get used to it.
I tried this new App called WorkSpace.
It Rocks !!!
Imagine a Notepad that runs like Unix but has a Spellcheck. Opens right where you've stopped writing even after you've closed the Window. Is Full Screen. And Free !!! :)
Being rude seems to be the order of the day. And I am not surprised at all. After all - This what Big Boss and Roadies teach us. Beep it.
Today, as I was surfing for interesting questions on Quora, I came across an interesting question. "Which Indian startups are hiring ?"
The number one answer on that list was InfinitelyBeta. Catchy name hunh ?
That's what I thought. I clicked on their Jobs page. I thought their Task Page was really very nice. Great way to test the young enthu fellows.
You know what pissed me off totally ?? The following snapshot.
For a company that is a startup, I think they have fallen into the trap of thinking that being Rude is ubercool. They may very well have such notions and dig their own grave.
Totally pathetic. And did not expect it from an Indian company. And a startup at that.
Disappointing to say the least ... !!!
I wrote the below post for a magazine initiative run in my organization for Valentine's Day ....
As much as I would love to wax eloquently on ‘Love-is-in-the-air’ and ‘Cupid-and-his-arrows’ syndrome, come to accept it - Valentine’s day is the most dreaded day in the lives of committed men.
Valentine’s Day is synonymous with gifts and Gifts are aka Confusion. You have to be careful about your gift.
Here are the rules,
a.) It must make her happy and surprised.
b.) It must appear as if you’ve made some effort to get the gift.
c.) It should make her say, “How-Cute”. If you can get her to say that. Ahem Ahem. Half the battle is won.
d.) It must be wrapped neatly and tastefully.
e.) It must be presented where she least expects it to be presented. But don’t misconstrue the statement.
f.) Last but not the least; it must not remind her of your mom.
This is inspired by the MonicaBird Post, which was infact a re-blog from the original Rosemarie which was actually almost lost but was saved on Tumblr and that which was shared on Facebook. :)
Now I know I am not going to do full justice to the post if I were to use the same scenarios, but here is my take on the subject of dating guys... :)
Date a guy who reads. Ever seen a guy spend thousands of bucks at a bookstore. Bookmark him. He is probably the kind of guy you’d like to marry.
Find a guy who loves to read, and I can show you a philosopher, a romantic and a brave-heart. You’ll know him the moment you see him, by the detached look on his face, as if he does not connect with the world except the one that exists in his books. If his eyes light up on seeing a Orhan Pamuk or a Ernest Hemingway, He is the guy.
Ssshhhh !! Just heard a wolf whistle? That’s probably when the guy has found a rare book that he has been searching for days together. Can’t you see that the pages of the book that he carries around are still looking crisp and fresh? He can’t bear to see them soiled. He handles them so carefully, lest they get hurt. It hurts him to see a book without its cover or dog-eared pages and quickly sets about repairing them.
He’s the guy who is having the silently funny conversation with the librarian in the archives. And for a change the librarian is actually talking to him and she is even smiling at him now. Makes you wonder what sort of a charm does he cast. Ask him if he is interested in visiting a used-books stall after the library and he will be taken in.
He is the guy who when sitting in a bus, does not mind the jittery ride and continues to read the book, oblivious to all those beautiful girls around him. He does mind you stepping on his toes as long as you don’t let him take his eyes off his book. No !!! Don’t disturb him now. You are most likely to get an angry glare. Perhaps you might even be ignored.
Don’t pretend in front of him. He can see through you if you are saying things just to sound intelligent. Buy him a cup of coffee and make him talk on the books he loves. You can listen to his eloquent words for hours together. Don’t be scared if you get lost in Middle Earth. He will guide you through. Faust confuses you? He will explain the metaphor to you. He is the guy who does not realize that his tea has become cold and formed layers once he gets his hand on a book. Offer to buy him a book and he will follow you to the end of the world.
Get him books for his birthday, for New Year and Valentine’s Day as well. He is not going to complain. And of course, don’t forget to get the books listed on his wish list for Christmas. The man lives in his own world. No fault of his if he wants his life to resemble his favorite book. It’s probably the only thing he understands.
Disappoint him. Because a man who reads knows that the ointment for disappointment is books. You need not always be there for him. Gift him a book and he will feel your presence. Don’t be something that you are not, to him. He knows that people are like characters. It takes them time to grow. If you find a man who reads, keep him away from society. He is a prized catch.
If you find him depressed for days together, ask him the title of the book that he read. Understand what the story meant to him and hold him. Yes!! Hold him. He needs it very badly. He may not cry, but his hug will speak a thousand words, and his smile will make your day. Prod him and he will talk. He will speak on how he felt as if he was inside the book, and how the decision of the protagonists changed his view on things.
Propose to him – with a bookmark. He will understand. In case he doesn’t, send him a couple of books with a telegram. And when even that doesn’t give him the clue, Write a book and ask him to proofread.
Don’t be surprised if he names your kids with strange names. That was bound to happen. He will show your children the philosophy of being altruistic. He will show the kids how it feels to stop by woods on a snowy evening. And perhaps someday he will show his kids that there is a greater heaven. Who knows, someday you might just be reciting “Lochinvar” under your breath as you walk with him to the supermarket.
Date a guy who reads because you deserve it. He can make your life colorful and yet make you feel grounded. Don’t tempt him with vices of the material world, they mean nothing to him. Show him the way to the world of books and he will show you the way to his heart.
Now this is a question that has oft been asked at hundreds of forums all around the world and it was recently posed to me by a good friend of mine...
The moment the question was asked, the Egoist in me got back with some major reasons...
Here they are
People are just damn bloody lazy.
It's not important.
YOU are not important.
Other people don't live for you.
They are busy. And by busy I mean REALLY BUSY.
You are sending TOO MANY EMAILS.
Are you hyping or confused with the words IMPORTANT & URGENT ?
Yay !!!!! This is really sweet. Sweeter than Sachin hitting a six off the sweetest part of his bat. :)
My current blog ranking is #101 among all personal blogs on Indiblogger. :) :D
Two weeks back I was discussing on FB on how my current IndiRank is and where I am placed in the Blogger Rank Roll. :)
At that time, a friend of mine had congratulated him, and I had mentioned to him that my blog will be among the top 100 within a year.
Well the rankings for March just came by and I seem to be inching closer to that mark. :)
20 years ago I . . .
a young boy, trying hard to learn Hindi, just to avoid getting bullied.
Loved reading Super Commando Dhruv and Chacha Chowdhary.
Became famous in school for giving "a gaali" and was made to do a "murga" in front of the whole school. Totally unforgettable and humiliating experience.
10 years ago I . . .
a young lad, trying hard to beat his peers in school.
Learnt a number of spiritual texts.
Became more mature. Learnt a lot about human beings. Especially the Female Psychology.
5 years ago I . . .
a Mature young man, working his way through one of the top colleges in the country.
Free thinking, independent. Never bothered. Read hell a lot of books.
Realized, in life, you have to let go of somethings and never let go of some other things. The trouble came when I did not which was which.
3 years ago I . . .
Full of energy and enthusiasm because I was going to become part of the corporate lifestyle.
Started this blog.
Stayed away from my family for the first time.
1 year ago I . . .
I decided I was going to break free of all the clutter in my life.
Decided I was going to do something useful with my skills and my life.
Started and finished my Magnum Opus - The Mahabharata War in my own language.
Paid more attention to the "The Story of My Life." My offline readers know more about this. :P And they are loving it !!!
[It will come to this blog eventually - but first let me take the story to a point where I can actually say - "There, i've written something..."] :P
So far this year I . . .
Managed to get bloody pissed off at work - for all the right reasons.
Made a resolution and am sticking to it. Steadfast.
Got myself a new laptop !!! :)
... am having a great time.
Yesterday I . . .
Left office a bit early.
Typed my heart out at the computer.
Earned another fan for "The Story of my life." :)
Today I . . .
Took loads of rest.
Got myself a French Beard.
Did not do something that I should have been doing.
Read a couple of hilarious blogs.
Currently digging into my "archives" for a particularly interesting pdf that I read in the past and unable to recollect its location or its name.
Tomorrow I will . . .
Do the thing that I said I did not do today. :P
Will take out my camera after a brief hiatus and start "shooting".
Try to memorise the Baala Kaand.
Next year I will . . .
I will interview SuperStar, Chiranjeevi and Amitabh Bachchan.
Become the #1 Personal Blogger in the country.
My About me will read "Social Media Analyst, Genius, Deus Ex Machina (:P), Script Writer, Columnist, Photographer, Celebrity Blogger"
Standing out of the balcony of my flat. Late on a friday evening. A cool breeze blowing. Gently cooling your sweaty body. Ipod plugged in. And listening to...வானம் எனக்கொரு போதிமரம்நாளும் எனக்கது செய்தி தரும்ஒரு நாள் உலகம் நீதி பெரும்திருநாள் நிகழும் தேதி வரும
I always underestimated Anime/Manga. Thought they were far too simple (as in the drawings) and they were all the same. I could never tell the difference between two characters. All had the same spiky hair style and the pointed nose. There was no way I was going to read Manga.
And that was until I read Apollo's Song by Osamu Tezuka.
Osamu Tezuka is known as the "GodFather of Anime" and rightly so. His contribution to Anime is and will be considered as great a contribution by Disney to Animation. His fans address him as "the father of manga" and "the god of comics" sometimes. The wiki link is quite useful in knowing more about Osamu Tezuka, in case you are interested. Though Apollo is not touted to be his best work, his claim to fame was the "Astro Boy". The story of Astro Boy is uncannily similar to that of Enthiran. :)
Now coming to Apollo's song.
I definitely recommend reading the wiki page before you start reading the comic, if you are the one who wants to read and understand more about the nature of the comic.
Coming back to the comic. The story starts on a serious note - as to why do humans mate. And then the story clips to Shogo Chikaishi,a young boy, who is brought to a psychiatrist. The psychiatrist gives him an electric shock and it 'tele'ports him into an imaginary world, where an Athena like goddess goes through his past and declares that
(he) would have to experience love across different time periods for the rest of eternity, dying repeatedly until he can one day understand the true meaning of love.
Well, I've been waiting to tell this story for a long long time... To get it off my mind and to give relief to my over-worked er.. mind.
This incident touted as "The Kumaran Silks" incident remains as the biggest scar in my otherwise spotless life.. :P :D. I've never felt more embarrassed than that, in all of my 25 years. This incident happened around 2001.
Boy meets Girl outside a store.
Boy Sees Girl.
Girl Sees Boy.
Boy is embarrassed.
I looked at the girl, for a fraction of a second more. Just a teeny weeny fraction !!! That moment of time would not be long enough to qualify for the time to wink an eyelid.