10 minutes is what I asked for...10 minutes you couldn't spare. Plz don't try to explain as I won't understand. I created smthing.It may turn out to be non-watchable, not deserving even a first look...but lots of people...known & unknown...took the pain of watching it...not you. And there I wanted you to be one of the first persons to watch it. Is 10 minutes that huge an ask? Did I expect too much? Why weren't you the first person to loathe it...or applaud it(if it may so deserve)?
Plz don't tell me you didn't get time...Plz...I won't take that.
When you creat smthing, it becomes a part of you. You become very sentimental about it.So am I.
When a kid discovers an ugly stone in the sand pile and thinks that it is the next thing to diamond..he runs to each and every person he knows to show it.Some will appreciate his discovery..some will just pass it off....some will bullshit it. But what if one of his best friends didn't care to have a look at it? I am feeling the same.
Friendship is not only about being there in troubled times. Its about sharing good and bad times. You feel good if friends are there in tough times..but at the same time you feel bad if your friend refuses to be there when you had a liitle joy to share. At least I am feeling bad(the last sentence has been severely diluted).
Its been 3 days...and I am still waiting(I don't know why). But let me tell you...ur appreciation or abomination (if it may so happen) will go down as 'belated'..which could have very easily been avoided. I don't want to....but I fear I may stop expecting nethng from you.
You'll always be my best friend though.Take care.
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30 minutes after this was written...she called me(courtesy an idiot who blurted it all) and told me tht she had watched it yesterday itself.... and she somehow managed to forget talking abt it..and talked smthing else. What an Anticlimax....hai naa !!! So...here I am posting this post....feeling so very silly. Why do you make me act puerile, at times???
They say....."Little knowledge is a dangerous thing." I think...Mis-communication is far more dangerous !!!! wotsay ??
...................5 sep....tik tik tik tik tik................
Monday, August 28, 2006
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Krishna Smiled......yesterday
Kambakht GRE is preventing me to frequent my Blogeteria :((
I wish these damn words could somehow be downloaded into my cute, little brain....temporarily bhi chalega..... koi 5 september tak udhaar de do yaar............
Newayz.......braving all my fears of going into depression...I gave my first mock GRE(verbal only) and since you r reading this post which is still making sense(hopefully)....I have not gone insane(yet).
Lets leave this adventure of mine aside for the time being...and concentrate on another.
One fine day during summers....B came up with the idea of making movies(short one..of course).
One fine day P bought a camcorder in US.
One fine afternoon an idea struck me.
One fine moment....we decided to go ahead.
Two fine nights....we shot.
Three fine days n nights (not at a stretch...though)...we edited.
One fine night..we were done with the job.
The same fine night...we released it on our Local Area Network.
The result is..... http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-7736090362338113
We managed to generate some hysterical laughters....some smiles...some 'Too Good 's.....some 'Okay 's....some 'Naaahhh 's.....some 'Absolute S**t 's.....and some 'F*** them 's.
The world didn't change...neither was it supposed to. But a dimension was explored...and I can say that....we didn't fail completely. There's more to life....and we are exploring a scintilla of it.
So...if you have some time to waste...u can waste it here.
And now that you have wasted your time.... you can answer this simple question: WHO AM I ?
I wish these damn words could somehow be downloaded into my cute, little brain....temporarily bhi chalega..... koi 5 september tak udhaar de do yaar............
Newayz.......braving all my fears of going into depression...I gave my first mock GRE(verbal only) and since you r reading this post which is still making sense(hopefully)....I have not gone insane(yet).
Lets leave this adventure of mine aside for the time being...and concentrate on another.
One fine day during summers....B came up with the idea of making movies(short one..of course).
One fine day P bought a camcorder in US.
One fine afternoon an idea struck me.
One fine moment....we decided to go ahead.
Two fine nights....we shot.
Three fine days n nights (not at a stretch...though)...we edited.
One fine night..we were done with the job.
The same fine night...we released it on our Local Area Network.
The result is..... http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-7736090362338113
We managed to generate some hysterical laughters....some smiles...some 'Too Good 's.....some 'Okay 's....some 'Naaahhh 's.....some 'Absolute S**t 's.....and some 'F*** them 's.
The world didn't change...neither was it supposed to. But a dimension was explored...and I can say that....we didn't fail completely. There's more to life....and we are exploring a scintilla of it.
So...if you have some time to waste...u can waste it here.
And now that you have wasted your time.... you can answer this simple question: WHO AM I ?
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
Missing U Sis ........
Today is Raksha-Bandhan..... and I am missing my Sis a lot. This is the fourth time that we are not together on Raakhi and the first time that we both are out of home on Raakhi...and I am feeling terrible this time....I don't know why....may be because of the uncertainty hovering upon our lives at this moment. We don't know where would we be on the next Raakhi. This is the most critical year of our lives. She has posted her Raakhi...but I am yet to receive it...which I am extremely sincerely hoping to receive by today afternoon.
There's always something special about Raakhis. I really feel that we guys look smarter on Raksha-Bandhan. May be due to the fact that we endorse a great responsibility that day. And above all.... there's always something special sbout sisters. Every brother believes that his sister is the best in this world... So..with due respect to all the brothers in this world.... I, hereby, state that .."My Sis is the best in the Universe."
My sis is a year younger than me( a year and 3 days... to be precise). And she used to be half an inch taller than me when we were younger.... so it took her quite some time to grasp the fact that she was younger than me. The 'uncles' and 'aunties' who visited us and said.."Beti badi lagti hai" didn't help either. Anyways .... its a now accepted fact worldwide that I am elder than her. And this fact got so ingrained in me that I used to 'act' elder since time immemorial. She used to honour my share of mischiefs too. As we grew up...the already rare 'cat-fight' faded away. We became friends...and the best of them. Our relationship is sans the roothna-manaana stuff. We don't say that "I love U sis/bhaiya." Its understood and we know that. My mom sometimes wonders that why don't we fight like other brothers ans sisters..even occasionally. May be...because we didn't get an oppotunity :D .
As you now know...She did not consider herself younger than me. So whenever Dad was not there for dinner... his seat was occupied by her...No Questions asked...No Questions answered.
Whenever Mom used to force her to study..... Dad would come to her rescue. He gave her the ultimate free hand. Even today... while I go numb in front of Dad...she doesn't think twice in taking him on.... be it acquiring the TV remote... or changing the menu of the dinner.
She rules our home. When she is not there...silence drops in. In her absence...10 days proved to be a handful...the last time I was at home. She is the hearthrob of Dad, Mom and me. We all love her the most in this world.
As I am writing this...I am getting lost in the beautiful images of our childhood together.... the mini-fights...the conflict over our 'tiffin' menu....she always being late for the school bus... she eating more than she could take....she stealing achaar from kitchen and giving me a bit... just to involve me in the 'crime'..... she telling me to stop studying otherwise mom won't let her in the kitchen....she 'searching' for 20 minutes for a copy which was lying right in front..just to lessen the actual time of study..... she sleeping while I am explaining her doubt....the list is endless.
When she cries..no matter what the reason is..... I go weak. I just can't stand tears in her eyes.... it may be sounding 'filmy' but I realised it very recently. She is the apple of my eyes and the queen of my heart. This sums it all. Happy Raksha-Bandhan Sweety....Bhaiya Loves U.
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Added Later :
I received my Raakhi in the afternoon. It's the most beautiful Raakhi I have ever tied. :)
There's always something special about Raakhis. I really feel that we guys look smarter on Raksha-Bandhan. May be due to the fact that we endorse a great responsibility that day. And above all.... there's always something special sbout sisters. Every brother believes that his sister is the best in this world... So..with due respect to all the brothers in this world.... I, hereby, state that .."My Sis is the best in the Universe."
My sis is a year younger than me( a year and 3 days... to be precise). And she used to be half an inch taller than me when we were younger.... so it took her quite some time to grasp the fact that she was younger than me. The 'uncles' and 'aunties' who visited us and said.."Beti badi lagti hai" didn't help either. Anyways .... its a now accepted fact worldwide that I am elder than her. And this fact got so ingrained in me that I used to 'act' elder since time immemorial. She used to honour my share of mischiefs too. As we grew up...the already rare 'cat-fight' faded away. We became friends...and the best of them. Our relationship is sans the roothna-manaana stuff. We don't say that "I love U sis/bhaiya." Its understood and we know that. My mom sometimes wonders that why don't we fight like other brothers ans sisters..even occasionally. May be...because we didn't get an oppotunity :D .
As you now know...She did not consider herself younger than me. So whenever Dad was not there for dinner... his seat was occupied by her...No Questions asked...No Questions answered.
Whenever Mom used to force her to study..... Dad would come to her rescue. He gave her the ultimate free hand. Even today... while I go numb in front of Dad...she doesn't think twice in taking him on.... be it acquiring the TV remote... or changing the menu of the dinner.
She rules our home. When she is not there...silence drops in. In her absence...10 days proved to be a handful...the last time I was at home. She is the hearthrob of Dad, Mom and me. We all love her the most in this world.
As I am writing this...I am getting lost in the beautiful images of our childhood together.... the mini-fights...the conflict over our 'tiffin' menu....she always being late for the school bus... she eating more than she could take....she stealing achaar from kitchen and giving me a bit... just to involve me in the 'crime'..... she telling me to stop studying otherwise mom won't let her in the kitchen....she 'searching' for 20 minutes for a copy which was lying right in front..just to lessen the actual time of study..... she sleeping while I am explaining her doubt....the list is endless.
When she cries..no matter what the reason is..... I go weak. I just can't stand tears in her eyes.... it may be sounding 'filmy' but I realised it very recently. She is the apple of my eyes and the queen of my heart. This sums it all. Happy Raksha-Bandhan Sweety....Bhaiya Loves U.
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Added Later :
I received my Raakhi in the afternoon. It's the most beautiful Raakhi I have ever tied. :)
Saturday, August 05, 2006
Hum Dost aur Humare Dost
Hi .... I am AS a.k.a. Daroga..... and I had mentioned about my inner domain in my last post. Let's see who's in there...........
So.......Ladies and Gentlemen....presenting before u some of the best persons in this world...
AS....I call her D........ The most innocent soul I have met. She values friends a lot... and a lot means.... A LOT..... Her innocence smtimes scares me... but tht's the way she is... and tht's the most lovable part of her personality. When we are together..we r absolutely our true selves... We have our share of fights...the roothna-manaana stuff... but all these have made our friendship stronger...and if I dare say.... more spicy and colorful. I, AS a.k.a. Daroga , hereby accept that she is the only person other than my sis who have access to my lacrimal glands. She rules.
S.... I call him by his name... surprising.... but no nick for him as far as I am concerned. He is almost perfect antithesis of me. I don't like the kind of music he listens to...and vice-versa. He can talk endlessly on fone.... I go blank after 30 sec.... He calls me at 1 am to accompany him to canteen.... I don't...... He pampers me a lot... I don't (read: can't) . But He is there even before I need him... and I am at complete ease when I am with him. We have spent some high quality time together...prepared for our exams together... gave our exams together... talked about anything and everything ... dreamt together. There's a sense of security when He is around. Time passes real fast when He is around. To cut things short... I love Him.
S.... I call him Bangaali...... I have known him since I know friendship. He is my First friend... in every means....16 years.... and continuing...... He can die for friends.... literally. For Him...friends are the ultimate ones. He has landed himself in trouble n number of times....due to those 'supposedly' friends.... but He won't listen. We meet rarely due to our academinc schedules and since I m not much into the fone.... we r left with very little contact... but still our friendship has grown over the years..... We know tht we will do whatever we can for each other, when needed. With Him....there is always a sense of belonging.... He is a GEM.
AS... I call her AD....... I respect her more than I like her. Some of our wavelengths match to the 'T'. We r project partners and as a result of tht ....I have seen her work so religiously on any problem.... add to that her extra-acads....and she becomes Perfect. She possesses the most beautiful smile I have seen... I love her smile. Ours is not the usual, senti kinda stuff..except one or two instances ..may be.... but there is a great level of comfort when I am with her.
W.... I call them Wingies .... the people whom I live with. They r literally my wings... coz they have led me to so many unknown territories of masti, fun, time pass.... everything. I have done things that I never dreamt of.... all b'coz of them. My day-2-day life would never have been so much fun had they not been there with me. I owe them my boldness, attitude and confidence.
B... I call them Blogies....I never knew what I would write after the initial ideas with which I had started get exhausted. Then I met Raam Pyaari, Sunflower, Anu , Darsh... and others in this Blogeteria. I have not seen any of them.... but I know few things about them. I can connect to them.... and feel for them. They have made me more expressive.
So..... here are the people who are the best thing to happen to me yet.
HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY !!!
So.......Ladies and Gentlemen....presenting before u some of the best persons in this world...
AS....I call her D........ The most innocent soul I have met. She values friends a lot... and a lot means.... A LOT..... Her innocence smtimes scares me... but tht's the way she is... and tht's the most lovable part of her personality. When we are together..we r absolutely our true selves... We have our share of fights...the roothna-manaana stuff... but all these have made our friendship stronger...and if I dare say.... more spicy and colorful. I, AS a.k.a. Daroga , hereby accept that she is the only person other than my sis who have access to my lacrimal glands. She rules.
S.... I call him by his name... surprising.... but no nick for him as far as I am concerned. He is almost perfect antithesis of me. I don't like the kind of music he listens to...and vice-versa. He can talk endlessly on fone.... I go blank after 30 sec.... He calls me at 1 am to accompany him to canteen.... I don't...... He pampers me a lot... I don't (read: can't) . But He is there even before I need him... and I am at complete ease when I am with him. We have spent some high quality time together...prepared for our exams together... gave our exams together... talked about anything and everything ... dreamt together. There's a sense of security when He is around. Time passes real fast when He is around. To cut things short... I love Him.
S.... I call him Bangaali...... I have known him since I know friendship. He is my First friend... in every means....16 years.... and continuing...... He can die for friends.... literally. For Him...friends are the ultimate ones. He has landed himself in trouble n number of times....due to those 'supposedly' friends.... but He won't listen. We meet rarely due to our academinc schedules and since I m not much into the fone.... we r left with very little contact... but still our friendship has grown over the years..... We know tht we will do whatever we can for each other, when needed. With Him....there is always a sense of belonging.... He is a GEM.
AS... I call her AD....... I respect her more than I like her. Some of our wavelengths match to the 'T'. We r project partners and as a result of tht ....I have seen her work so religiously on any problem.... add to that her extra-acads....and she becomes Perfect. She possesses the most beautiful smile I have seen... I love her smile. Ours is not the usual, senti kinda stuff..except one or two instances ..may be.... but there is a great level of comfort when I am with her.
W.... I call them Wingies .... the people whom I live with. They r literally my wings... coz they have led me to so many unknown territories of masti, fun, time pass.... everything. I have done things that I never dreamt of.... all b'coz of them. My day-2-day life would never have been so much fun had they not been there with me. I owe them my boldness, attitude and confidence.
B... I call them Blogies....I never knew what I would write after the initial ideas with which I had started get exhausted. Then I met Raam Pyaari, Sunflower, Anu , Darsh... and others in this Blogeteria. I have not seen any of them.... but I know few things about them. I can connect to them.... and feel for them. They have made me more expressive.
So..... here are the people who are the best thing to happen to me yet.
HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY !!!
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
Overload !!!
U scrap smone by mistake.... since she happens to be a SHE....doing her MBA from one-of-the-top colleges of INDIA... she calls u a B******d..... U retaliate...... and tht becomes Cyber crime. GOOD.
Anyway...this just adds to my various mis-adventures....and I don't deplore any of them.
The last few days have been very 'happening' to say the least. I am forced to venture into the unknown, or rather.... long forgotten territory of Mugging/cramming/memorising....whatever u may like to call it... which is an integral part of preparation of GRE. It is taking its toll on me, but don't panic... I am at ease. I believe in beliefs....and I believe tht I can never be in load. So, whenever it occurs to me tht I am loaded...I diligently try to remove it. While I succeed in most of the cases, the unuccessful attempts involve my inner domain...having a head-count in single digit.
Apart from this forced tryst with unknown words, there are other events which affected me...but I can't disclose them here. Not that my blog is a world famous one...but still I will refrain from talking about them here. And this is due to the constraints of Time and Space.
Things have not gone smoothly since this semester has started. There were unexpected, and highly unwelcome, expenditures...My project work developed a glitch out of nowhere...I am forgetting words faster than light....My best friend is ill.... The dream of going abroad has become an obsession..... I have people commenting on me just-like-that....etc. All these have left me seething, disconcerted and highly anxious.
Actually I didn't have nething specific to write about. Well I do have few things to say...but they will constitute later posts. Today I just wanted to talk to you. This GRE thing isn't allowing me time for that also. Hopefully....I will be able to extract time for this favorite hang-out of mine. Happy days will be back again................5 September.................
Anyway...this just adds to my various mis-adventures....and I don't deplore any of them.
The last few days have been very 'happening' to say the least. I am forced to venture into the unknown, or rather.... long forgotten territory of Mugging/cramming/memorising....whatever u may like to call it... which is an integral part of preparation of GRE. It is taking its toll on me, but don't panic... I am at ease. I believe in beliefs....and I believe tht I can never be in load. So, whenever it occurs to me tht I am loaded...I diligently try to remove it. While I succeed in most of the cases, the unuccessful attempts involve my inner domain...having a head-count in single digit.
Apart from this forced tryst with unknown words, there are other events which affected me...but I can't disclose them here. Not that my blog is a world famous one...but still I will refrain from talking about them here. And this is due to the constraints of Time and Space.
Things have not gone smoothly since this semester has started. There were unexpected, and highly unwelcome, expenditures...My project work developed a glitch out of nowhere...I am forgetting words faster than light....My best friend is ill.... The dream of going abroad has become an obsession..... I have people commenting on me just-like-that....etc. All these have left me seething, disconcerted and highly anxious.
Actually I didn't have nething specific to write about. Well I do have few things to say...but they will constitute later posts. Today I just wanted to talk to you. This GRE thing isn't allowing me time for that also. Hopefully....I will be able to extract time for this favorite hang-out of mine. Happy days will be back again................5 September.................
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