DiFfeRenT stOriEs AroUnd DiFfeRenT pEoPle....

2011-04-25T11:26:00.000-07:00

[This is, you can say, a poem. A romantic type poem. I know its so unlike me, though I don't deny its not in my character to be musing longingly once in a while:).]

There's a song in my heart,

I can hear it through my mind,

Someday I wish to sing it to you,

But 'someday', when will it come?

Sometimes I long to see a glimpse of you,

Through the window of a chance.

But where is the chance, when you know

With you there is no luck?

And just as days and months go by,

I still keep my hope alive.

That someday would really come,

When I'll sing you the song I've spun.

And then, comes the gale of uncertainty

Blowing away the last flames of my hope.

But in you I search for my faith so sure,

The faith that rekindles the ember along.

Rising like a phoenix, somehow I start believing again,

That we are meant to be.

Listening to the joyous song of my heart to you,

I know it'll be a soothing lullaby.

And together we will cruise in our dreams,

Battling all the storms.

2010-10-01T04:12:00.000-07:00

Some moments are so delightful and so vulnerable.. just a blink and everything vanishes ..instantly.. and what remains is not regret but the fact that some things are meant to be that way and it is you who has chosen the fact, not the regret..

Indifference

2010-02-04T22:19:00.000-08:00

Indifference, I have learnt recently, is like a whirlpool. It sucks everyone into its unknown abyss. Its like shuddering in a cold war where there is not a bit of acknowledgement for any of the favours done. Not even a remote expectation of getting repaid with time.

Breaking the code-II

2010-01-15T10:30:00.000-08:00

Some people don't learn lesson from their first mistake and some forget to.

Just the next day after writing my last blog I happened to be visiting a Flower Show in the town. There were many stalls set up selling food items, seeds, fertilizers, plants, tools and etcetra. In one such stall I made my grand entry because it was in my area of interest, slurp!!! The Rajasthani Pickles!! I asked my friend in the code language again,"taste kori sabo?" Why did the shopkeeper have to ask one of his helper,"hey taste koribo dibi!"? I was like,"oh no, not again!"

But who would have expected a khaki-wearing-autodriver-looking-and malayali-looking-and-rajasthani pickle-selling person to even know that code language?

Breaking the code-I

2010-01-11T11:53:00.000-08:00

I was recently in Bangalore,shopping with a friend. I was really confused what to buy, I had nothing of my choice in the shops we visited and I was constantly being bugged by who may say what about the dresses I buy, if I buy that is. By chance my eyes fell on a purse and as if in code language I asked my friend," hey hetu bhaale ase na?". And instead of my friend replying I heard a male voice say,"haan, aru hetu bhi bhaal ase". I was taken aback and a bit embarrassed too. The shopkeeper had replied to me very matter-of-factly. I had to talk to him in that same language till I had paid and left the shop. Of all the things! Next time maybe I'll have to whisper and not talk in some code language.

Dirty Mistake

2009-10-09T07:41:00.000-07:00

I couldn't help grinning when i saw 'pubic' written instead of 'public' in my teacher's computer note. I knew what I had to do. I crammed an 'l' between 'b' and 'i'. I knew I had to put this in my blog.

The Connection-2

2009-10-02T06:01:00.001-07:00

Its hot outside,but its not daytime. The walls are exuding the absorbed heat of the day. I am sitting inside in front of the PC,enjoying the cool of the newly fitted AC. I hear the crickets chirping at the other side of the wall and it reminds me of the time someone told me that the chirping meant a sunny day tomorrow. I have a bad feeling today and i shall tell you the story of 'The connection part 2'.

I reach home from a short trip early in the morning. I pick up the newspaper and look through the pages. I stop at the page of public utility services and when I see the timetable for buses from one station to another I particularly give a momentary stare at the bus from Itanagar to Seppa. I think to myself,"the route is so winding and its good I haven't heard of any accidents yet,except for one time when a mad elephant rammed and toppled a bus".

As usual,the next morning I pick up the newspaper. The front page has the news of bus accident plying from Seppa to Itanagar.... And i feel guilty...

Progress

2009-09-18T02:29:00.000-07:00

Wanted to get a good picture of this procession troop but that wasn't possible. The kids were so excited,shouting slogans and hopping about and showering the people below with puffed rice. Had to roll the window up in order to overtake them. This is the best shot I could take.

Vishwakarma pooja..

The Connection

2009-09-17T09:04:00.000-07:00

I was in the college badminton court. I was late to fill up my exam form so I couldn't attend it. I was dejected and anxious. I didn't know what to do so I ended up in the court. A pug,I noticed, came wagging its tail towards me. I patted it. It was the first time I ever saw a pug in real. I woke up suddenly to realise it was only a dream. I picked the morning paper from the living room table. A missing ad read "a male pug,'Tommy', missing from..."

Sad,I haven't seen a real pug till now( but that's not the point of this blog k).

[P.S: More such articles to come.. Will be continued later.]

Just a small conversation

2009-08-31T00:03:00.000-07:00

While returning from an evening walk,I walked past the Solung party stacking up their items on a bus.A woman came out from a small bamboo gate and shouted,

Woman:Hey driver!!Why are you ogling at the girls in the street?

Driver:(Very nonchalantly) What to do?Its my duty to ogle at them!

Woman:What's there to ogle?Why don't you keep beeping the horn?

BEEEEEPPPP!!!BEEP BEEP!!(still more beeps..)

I was walking alone and I couldn't help holding back my smile...

Which is more disgusting??You decide..

2009-08-17T09:19:00.000-07:00

It is disgusting to be here,to hear about corruption,to witness bullying,to know you're being cheated and still being helpless...

We were in a fruit stall today.A man came to the shop and headed straight to the numerous strings of bananas hanging in front of the stall like a curtain.He snatched one banana and told the shopkeeper,"hum ek kol le raha hai".

And he walked away so casually!The shopkeeper overlooked the deed as if that didn't happen.What else could he do?It was like being robbed in front of one's own eyes.Stopping the man was pointless.

I turned back to the steps of other fruits.We were buying apples.Just after 2 3 minutes another customer came to that stall.The shopkeeper welcomed him gleefully,"ayiye sir!Boliye kya lenge aap?"

And the customer retorted," 'sir' toh bolta hai par kal humko sara hua anaar dhaal diya!"

dot com blunder

2009-08-10T02:23:00.000-07:00

Message received:Aapka gmail hain toh mujhe add kijiye,,champachameli@gmail.com

Message sent:My email id is cheeninamak.sala our computer is nt wrking.horizontal lines runin in d screen.

MR:K add when u r online.i've sent a request in cheeninimok.sala@gmail.com

MS:Aiyin!!y dis id??

MR:Tum hi to aisa bola hai.

MS:Tum sala maar chahiye!mera id is cheeninamak@gmail.com

MR:Ha ha........................

THIS IS IT!!!!

2009-07-30T23:37:00.000-07:00

There were more impressive ones but just digest this one as an appetizer.

introduction..

2009-05-02T12:17:00.000-07:00

well..to begin,this would be more like an announcement than an intro...my first blog n am quite excited...i was excited when i opened the orkut account and facebook account,but i still don't know what to do in facebook...i hope and pray this doesn't turn out like my facebook account....in my blog i wish to write my experiences,day to day incidents,my feelings in certain situations...i guess it'll be an online diary(i gave up writing diaries long back,i used to enter only my frustrated feelings in it and so it always brought back bad memories...who wants to add misery to the already jeopardized present??)..
i have no idea who all will be reading my blog but i hope whoever does would get an insight to my life...wish me luck that i can keep the readers updated...

THE PLEDGE

This is my blog and i wish to keep it going
i'll try my best to keep the readers out of boredom n keep them occupied
i will happily welcome any comment and appreciate everyone's effort..
thank you...

Trying my hands....

2009-05-02T05:04:00.001-07:00

MY FIRST BLOG....hope it continues well...next time(ie)when i have plenty time to muse i'll make a better first post....