Monuments

She has forgiven herself. it's been a long time now and she has managed to forgive herself. Else she wouldn't have met him on this day. She lives each moment fully, all her past becomes insignificant, every passing day. And if some day, without a hint, a breeze blows her into the past, she holds on to those chains of swing, that brings her forth with multiplied joys. This is one of those days, when she will swing back and forth. She will travel freely in her thoughts, into the past and back, with no pains, no shivers, just watching her thoughts, smiling to herself at times. She will work like other days, talk to her friends, of random things, and in the pauses between, her mind will do its job, of going to places in history, touching significant monuments, and returning back. ... it's a beautiful day. And it's a beautiful mind.

Angry Birds

Angry birds O Angry birds,
don’t you slip off my slingshot
I need to kill all those pigs
and destroy their structures too!

You the red one, round and heavy
I need to be too careful with you
If I don’t mind my angle before I shoot
you just go and bang yourself against the wood.

The blue ones are the tiny twitters
fast and swift they make it quicker
What else, they become 1*3 on their way
they ought to be my saviours today!

But these pigs are getting stronger each level
I guess t­­oo they’ve too much crap to feed on
Oh the yellow one comes to my rescue
Speed up like a rocket; c'mon knock the target head on!!

I have just played this far you know
but I am curious enough to see what’s coming next
Cant wait to see black birds explode themselves
and the white ones lay explosive eggs!!

Dream

A: How do I believe you are seeing it the way i do?
B: My eyes are open darling.
A: Now try to see it with your eyes closed

Your dreams are unique- no other person can have your background, your emotions and your experience.But thats what makes interpretating and sharing a dream so challenging.
I am seeing a lot of dreams lately.As a friend said- we all see lot of dreams but we remember very few when we get up.Sometimes we dont remember seeing them at all.
Last night I had a dream.There was a magical song in it.We both were little girls in our frocks.The sun was shining bright, not the scorch bright but pleasant warm sun. The dew had begun to melt upon the green green grass.We were in a park...no not a park...a meadow. Yea because the greenery was never ending as far as the eye could see.
Then I promised you something, my friend.
Remember all those fantasy stories we would share and completely fall for in the childhood? Yea that kind of promise. Easily made and quickly agreed upon. Never broken, never misunderstood.
So yeah...a promise i made to you. To show you something i'd just discovered and oh i just couldn't wait to share it with you.

I had a piece of paper of yellow tint and it had got tender with age. However, the soft words written on it in a mystical font, were fully legible. It looked like a page torn from an old Book of Magic.
The words were simple and sweet..like a nursery rhyme. Easy to remember and repeat after.

"Standing on green grass on a thursday morning,
let me spell a magic
A magic that can be shared
only with the dearest of your friends."

We checked was it a thursday morning? Yes it was.

"The sun is giving out golden rays
and the dew is melting under our feet
while the grass sparkles at the far edge,
the morning freshness is complete."

As we said these words together an amazing thing happened.
When we said each of these words, the respective things happened. The light around us grew golden for few seconds..the dew melted and the effect of light passing through the dew did make the grass shine more beautiful.

..The beds of roses are not just red
they have pink, purple and yellow too.
(respective bushes of flowers get highlighted in the same order- red, pink, purple and yellow)

Now we are getting excited..we continue to read from the paper..
“Walking a little further we see
A pool of water with water lilies
Catch them blooming all at once
In heavens you can’t have a better sight.”

All of it was coming true!! Marvellous!

A rainbow comes out on your left
Count the colours on it
Violet, Indigo, Blue, Green, Yellow and Orange.
Oh this time you’ll see red too!

And for the first time i saw the colour red in the rainbow, so clearly!

Please make a way for the crocodiles,
They are crawling towards their ponds

And the creepy reptiles passed by us but we were strangely not frightened by this. In fact our eyes grew wider and more alert. The spectacle that was arising each moment..
Arising and passing away..
Arising and passing away…
But nothing went unnoticed. Nothing got missed by our completely awake senses.

The fishes in the pond moving with agility
Creating ripples and bubbles as they move
And oh now the golden ones
Will come on the surface too..
A moment and a breathe passed, but no golden fish was to be seen. It was a small block coming in the way of the series of miracles. No golden fish yet??
We hoped and waited anxiously for the given to happen. But nothing moved. The water in the pond in front of us lay still. As if even the purple fishes that were randomly coming up now and then, upon knowing that two pairs of anxious eyes are waiting for some action, decided to remain safe at the bottom. Hidden.
What had happened here? The splendour had died a sudden death?
Did we do something wrong? I looked at the paper again…maybe reading those lines over slowly again will rebuild the magic. Slowly I spoke out-
And oh now the golden ones…
I lifted my eyes simultaneously. No movement. Nothing.
I told my friend. Lets read this together and I am sure something will happen. I repeated the line, with my friend this time.
Still nothing. And beating myself up to what had actually gone wrong, I woke up and sat on my bed.
I woke up?
Oh this was a dream!?! It seemed so real. The magic in my dream was so real. I almost lived it. Almost. It was the most beautiful dream I ever had! I wanted to describe this to you as you were there with me in the dream too. We were having such a great time together. But how could I have described it to you? Show you.. a video, a photograph, few words….or better all put together? Even if I try to attempt showing you with everything that I can, I won’t be able to make you feel the magic of those moments. Those priceless, mystical and seemingly never ending moments.. we lived them as they came to us . So pure, so blissful.
Living moments . Becoming moments.

How I wish I could have taken you along in my dream. Wish there was a SAVE or DOWNLOAD option and then a SHARE option for sharing dreams too..
You would have loved it then. Not just LIKE’d it or SUPER LIKE’d it. You would’ve probably lived it like me then.
Maybe my kids or my kids' kids will be able to SHARE dreams someday. :)

Reading and Relationships

It made be read between the lines
Understanding
Made me pause at the difficult paragraphs
Patience
I had to read it daily
Commitment
Sometimes I interpreted it differently from you
Respect
It stretched my thoughts, slowly
Creativity
I dint like what I read today
Reality
I shared what I read today
Happiness
I had to take small 'breaks'
Contemplation
I could relate to this character
Empathise
I cried at the eighth chapter
Vulnerable
I could not stop laughing
Relaxation
I argued with my self
Introspect
I got too involved in the story
Interest
It gave me crazy ideas
Passion
It nearly crippled me to death
Fear
I saw a new hope
Reassurance
Sometimes I knew what I am going through
Sometimes I dint wish to know.

The Subway

Walking towards my college

I get into the subway mode

That starts from the station 

And reaches me across the road.

A sweeper moves across the stair,

A new hoarding is hanging up above 

They thought I wouldn’t escape it, 

Reading Ads where I shouldn’t care. 

I walk further down the subway 

It’s got a ceiling far too low

Makes me aware of my own height 

I continue to walk..I heave a sigh! 

I see some foreigners in ethnic dresses 

Searching, following, exploring faces,    

The fad for jholas slung across the shoulders 

Mismatch in time, culture and spaces. 

Then the smell of idlis-sambhar and dosas 

out-of-nowhere it gets into your head, 

With oil and batter they make samosas, 

to be had with paav-the Indian bread. 

Love it or hate it You can’t ignore it 

This subway has it all.

a common man's wonder mall. 

It serves you with some quick fixes, 

Chargers, ties , pen drives, Bata boots and umbrellas... 

If you need something urgent, you can buy it here 

Don’t you forget to bargain with those fellas! 

In evening when the waves turn around 

It gets a little crazier than this 

They want you take home 

fancy stuff for your kids: 

Mosquito bats, electronic toys 

lights, sounds and everything! 

 

It’s a miniature of how this city Mumbai works, 

Keep moving and pay for time. 

Distance  

is always measured in minutes.

We lose some we gain some, 

but to give up is just not fine.

A Rose

For the smile you brought on my face... 

For the tears I made you cry...

Just in love!

Looking so far looking in deep 

I saw your face I saw you sleep 

when I first flew, I didn't see the blues 

You filled my heart and I know it's true. 

What is insane? 

What is in sane? 

What is far fetched?

Why do we stretch? 

Come we'll seek a home 

which speaks for its own 

what we believe in

All of that we believe in.  

Look at this tattoo! 

isn't it so true? 

Makes me feel whole 

I wrote on my soul. 

Darling please smile

walk another mile 

meet me where you stop 

meet me where you breathe.

Describe me what it is

something beyond my reach. 

Surprise me a bit 

with a stupid figure of speech.

Live with you 

Grow with you 

See the world with you

-I do.

Wusshaa-All fall Down!! :)) :)) :))

One wrong step and you are down on the floor.Flat.In seconds..
You look to your right,to your left if anyone is looking at you.No one is.Thank god! You dont want to be seen by a crowd of 100 when you are on all fours,with Shahid Kapoor dancing on the huge screen before you.What an embarassing scene that will be!

But no one did.That gave me enough time to first slowly land on my ass and then see whats gone wrong with my ankle.A twist.Lot of pain.Koi nahi.Yeh toh bahut baar hua hai.bachpan main :p :P Right then i couldnt help laughing at myself,seeing my cousin LHAO.(its a form of laughing for those who dont knw :P)

That made me think, sheesh...i have really grown up.Falling down was once a part and parcel of my life.Like so many times have i hurt my knees, there was a little mud and scrathes on my legs at any given time.As if we gave a damn to it anyway!!
Whatever be the ground,we dint complain.We were happy as long as we played.
A playground would become more dearer and friendlier if it had tasted our blood.What a solid funda!!

Why dont we continue with the same spirits as we grow up.Why do i complain about my grounds now?Why the daily denial of realities.I had read in the Master Strategist-

"To win in the field is inferior to transforming the field.Which is inferior to moving to a better field.Which is inferior to not being in the field."

Read it again till it makes sense.It definitely will.I plan to print it in bold for myself :D

for me :)

Taqdeer mujhpe meherbaan hai
jis shauk ki yeh daastan hai..

usne bhi shayad yeh paigaam suna ho
mere geeto main apna naam suna ho
durr baithi woh yeh jaan le
meri awaaz ko pehchaan le..

Awesome song.Everytime i listen to this kishor kumar song,i fall in love with him :)

Beauty lies in...

There is madness in perfection and creativity in incomplete. But as long as there is originality, I enjoy the music. I leave my paintings incomplete if I lose that flow of....err feelings? Better be incomplete than be perfect because there is a catch 22 situation here. You try to complete your painting(even after losing interest) just to make it look complete and perfect. What you get is a complete picture but you are left with an incomplete state of mind. That is fooling yourself. So leave it there... you should know when to stop, when to start again (if at all you will)...I haven't been as much bothered by my incomplete paintings as with those I completed with force. Some of them are so beautiful to others, yet I don't want to have a second look at them. I cant tolerate them.They are a mistake for me...a mistake in the process. And therefore they bring dis-satisfaction. I am attracted to perfection, since I can never be so perfect. Look at any artist who is passionate about his work, the process is always important to him/her than the outcome. It's like when you look at the output, others are just looking AT it. But the artist recalls the process, and it makes her feel beautiful, complete.

Studying stlyes

A trainer had once picked me up along with others from a crowd of 40 odd people after spending some time with us.She said i was kenesthetic..i dint know what that meant.She said something like "kenisthetic people learn by feeling things" .After googling i now know there are four types of learning ways,only one is predominant in us-visual,auditory,tactile and kenisthetic.

Kinesthetics cannot learn by just listening or seeing,they need "to do" things physically.They need to first act and then understand.Sounds cool? No its kind of stressful..because we dont have teaching methods that support such kids.Explains why i had so much trouble in classroom learning in early years of life.

There is so much that will decide how your kid fares in school.Its really upto you to either leave it to their class teachers or understand the ways of your child and help her/him.If the kid has tendency to get restless or drop things just to move in his/her seat-its a sign that he or she is kenesthetic.

They also may listen to music while learning or studying. It is common for kinesthetic learners to focus on two different things at the same time. They will remember things by going back in their minds to what their body was doing then.Can grasp concepts when abstract theories are combined with practical experience

Read on more on this interesting site on Studying style..
http://studyingstyle.com/three-learning-styles.html

How to make a poem rhyme?

If hare was to jump like a frog
and snake was to bark like a dog.

if there were no lights in the lane
would you once dance like insane?

When will you stop behaving like a teen?
Your hair colour makes my head spin.

Enough of your inky pinky ponky,
its career you're chosing not a donkey.

if i could sell all my possessions in heaps
why would i live in an apartment so cheap?

Can i make you an omlet for breakfast
since you dont remember what you ate last.

Last time i told you one-liner so nice
you gave me the expression of rolling eyes'

Mom said if i had a child whose dad was clever
i could have taken a leave from my job for ever.

See the irony of this artist next door who cried,
He bought new brushes but his paints have dried.

Am i under any influence today?
No,its in my own spirits that i am gay

if you wondering why you're still reading this crap
go hit yourself on a hard rock.

LA LA LA LA

Run Run Run

Lynyrd Skynrd-Lovely lines,for you A! ;)

If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me?
For I must be travelling on, now,
'Cause there's too many places I've got to see.
But, if I stayed here with you, girl,
Things just couldn't be the same.
'Cause I'm as free as a bird now,
And this bird you can not change.
Lord knows, I can't change.

I want to travel :)
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My exams are going on and my frinds/parents look more tensed than me. LOL.For one,my idea about exams have definitely changed.I dont give a damn about them anymore.This is not a BOLD statement.Nor am i flunking in my exams to be saying this :P

Just that i sometimes feel the need to rebel against the way our minds are conditioned.I suddenly have started hating the way i do things.My real test now is to see whether i am capable of changing and moving forward.Education has made me too rigid.
I need to break free,especially from the kind of fear that comes from being in situ (or stationary).
Only then will the learning come.
Only then can i enjoy my doings.

You have to run run run,
to remain in the same place.(Alice in Wonderland)

It always works :)

'We are still friends,so what if we are out of touch.'

A very positive conversation with a good friend brings this smile on my face :)
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Have u ever noticed how some people manage to make you feel so positive just by the use of right words.Or should i say by the Avoidance of certain kind of language that makes you feel negative.It comes with only efforts.I would like to have such a way of talking.

I like to be around positive people.Positivism moves in concentric circles,it wont hit you directly,you feel it coming till it completely surrounds you.So try dropping the use of "Donts" and "buts".Use more of positive words in your conversations.It will slowly and surely make a difference in your attitude.

Keep it up friend!! ;)

Go play

13 hours of college.Add to it 4 hours of travelling.That was my Tuesday like. :)
Day started at 5.I never check what time i am sleeping :P

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Its a new day.I have a große(big in german) challenge before me of making a print ad for advertising project.ON A SHOE BRAND.Lets see what it turns out to be.I am working with such a varied mix of people.

Some are the planners of the nation,schade!!(unfortunately)they have to work for such a small project.They want to derive creativity through a planned procedure.They want to schedule whatever we are going to do,even if it is a fifteen minute activity.I am talking about an engineer.Then there are square pegs in round holes who get such great ideas but have no suggestions as to how to execute them.

Thankfully i believe and i have seen that all these random thinking processes by people do help in making a decision finally.As they say there is an order in chaos.Thats what excites me the most.Its less of a challenge,because we never thought as a child that Jumble looks "incomplete",it always used to be work-in-progress ;) So sippa hot Kafe(coffee) und Mach kein Sorgen!(dont worry) :D

Mumbai

I love Mumbai,it throws a lot of challenges at me everyday.What i like about this place is that people try to squeeze as much of your time,space and mind as possible.It's a city where people expect a lot from you;yeah even strangers!!Some of my outstation friends complain that the people here are heartless.But i guess we all are doing a lot of things to facilitate each other in our own little ways.You cant expect someone to show his/her heart when he/she is standing on one foot in a crowded train.The same woman who stepped on your foot and dint care to say a sorry in the morning might be seen offering her seat to a girl much younger than her after sitting through half of her journey.

My examples might revolve a lot around Railways because what the heck,i travel 3 hours per day by train,meaning 4 days in a month i spend in train.Believe me i have seen crazy fights happening out of nothing in the mornings.I dont know whether it is because of the logic that people become softer by heart in evenings,i have seen them doing unexpected unspoken favours to others.Like smiling at someone(ok that was excess of sarcasm)..but believe me strangers become friends so easily.Then there will be people who have no relation with you whatsoever,but from one look at you they decide you had a bad day and offer you a seat.This can happen in no other city but mumbai.

There is nothing we do because our heart says so,its because we get into other person's shoes only when possible or convinient to us(and thats the best thing one can do for other in this mad city).
Selfish? Naah.
Self-centered? Yes.You got to be if you want to survive here.
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Production Management Test i told you about in last blog was good.

I am able to take time off my schedule to blog,that must be an indicator that my life is turning less hectic.Cheers to that!! :D

TEst !!!

Tomorrow is my Production Management Mid term test.We were told by our professor today that anyoneone using a supplementary' will be NEGATIVELY marked to which i couldnt resist clapping,so did a lot of other people in my class. :D

I really like the pattern set by him.Write to the point,no bullshit no big explainations...
Reminded me of my 10th std boards,when i understood only one funda of writing to the point answers.We never had "Short notes" to deal with like State Board.What i understood after going to State board and almost flunking in my Eco test that "Short notes" do not mean short;on the contrary,you are given marks on the basis of length of your answers.

Although its an open book examination, our dear prof in his very charismatic style of speaking,has made it clear that we will get screwed by the paper he has already set.So lets see what we have on our desks at 10am tomorrow.Passing is not a goal anymore for anyone of us.I just wish i am able to attempt all questions because i have for a change studied the subject!! :)
Tell you about it tomorrow.Bis dann,Tchuess!(Till then,goodbye)

Just what i needed :)

It was saturday evening around 4:30.After 6 hours of stats and research methodolgy,i bunk my accounts lecture.I walk up to Marine drive alone while the dark clouds are hanging there,they look so dense and so heavy.There is a lot of crowd at Marine Drive.Its just some fresh air i need.And maybe with the help of it,some clarity of thought will come.Last few months have been an eye opener;i had enough opportunities to realise that i dont think too clearly about most of the things.I have been taking the privelege of being an ambiguous person for too long and how i just manage to express myself!

One day you come to know that most of the times you were not expressing your thoughts too well.All this while,you thought you are expressing,but others dont think so.You just managed;maybe because you were around with the same set of people always who know you too well to misunderstand you.Its good that atleast i know what is happening.What i do with this knowledge is of second importance.(Ofcourse i will do something about it..)

So i spend some 40-50 minutes sitting there-reading; looking at the sea,clouds,birds,rocks.I suddenly felt like a child again.When i was a kid the best thing i liked doing was "nothing".I used to do a lot of it then.Gazing at far off objects.lying on grass,sitting on swings...Thinking of it now,it used to be a kind of meditation-Spending time not doing anything and more importantly not feeling guilty about it.

That makes you feel so light.Its like you are the non-bottleneck machine who doesnt need to be on roll all the time just to utilise your full capacity.
Excuse me for that example,i have been reading Goal by Goldratt.

I have been so hungry lately.Perhaps because i take short meals and get hungry again in couple of hours.So from Marine Drive,i went to Barista and ordered stuff and continued reading.I ate my heartful,read my mindful,paid the bill and walked out.Along the footpath at the bookseller,as a matter of habit,my eyes happened to gaze upon the titles.There it was "Stay hungry,stay foolish."I laughed in my mind thinking its so apt for me.Except for the other meaning of "hungry".

It was a nice start for my weekend.I hope whatever time i have,i make good use of it,even if it means doing nothing ;)I had my 'things to do' next week planned at Barista,hope i manage to do it all,"well".Idea is to feel good about what i do.

I headed for home.It was a fine evening :) just what i needed!

What have you learnt today?

One of my professors raised an interesting question one day.Ever wondered what is the difference between "study" and "learning" processes? Its one word answer."Application".
So however well your teacher has managed to teach you a concept, you have only been sucessful enough to 'study' it,with best examples if you want to add.

You can be sure that you know it or have learnt it only when you are able to apply it.
I am yet to learn a lot of things. :)

Who am i?

When i had nothing more to lose i was given everything,
when i ceased to be who i am i found myself,
when i experienced humilation and yet kept on walking,
i understood that i was free to choose my destiny"

Wonderful lines from Eleven Minutes,Paulo Coelho.