The times when everything did not have to make sense... Its about the situations, the conditions, the hypocrisy, the tolerance, the madness and our own unimaginable cruelty to mankind. As i said... its about the times when not many things made sense.. and neither did History till then.... but always hoping that someday our future will.

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Monday, June 30, 2008

Break.... need more!!



The sea winds have that effect and makes us all take a moment to about all the beauty thats out there and forget the unforgiven life that we live mostly. What we all need is to take few times of our schedule and listen to the silence of the shores, the touch of the ghostly winds, the paramount exhibit of nature and enjoy the long fields. Enough said, I do it a little to often and havent had enough yet.



The beach was wonderful in all its glory. I avoided the pics there but its pasted in my mind. Its the view of all the wonderful things on the beach playing with all the other wonderful things. We played too.. but not with the other wonderful things that generally we all d in mind. We played cricket on the beach.. :D



Had thought the trip ended there.. but Mumbai weather had other things in mind. I could barely see 5 meters ahead of me..and was wondering how my taxi driver could see the road with the heavy downpour on the road. I enjoyed the rain seeing every system tested to its limits. wondering how everyone like me is stupid enough to travel to office today..... :)

Indeed... now I need a break...



Monday, June 9, 2008

Thought-fully

Parties and dances have a distinct feature of attraction but I feel more at ease without it. Nothing wrong with the music and the DJ (as what it was to be).

I see and I see it coming for myself too. The preparations, the style, the smile (stickiness), the fashion, the food, the materialistic minds, the show offs and the pride. Rest all things kept in place, I wished not.

The pressures of not staying here are high and not justified. What is the pattern is expected to be followed. Generations I knew are in some other corner and everyone has a story of chance to tell. I rather not tell mine.

Chances are there and ambitions too. It’s now a matter of choice. Time will tell.

Thinking why would someone keep a great song on caller tune and then disconnect when someone calls.

Sometimes think that the final of IPL is as scripted as it could have been. I wonder if it is actually being played.

Things are very predictable and unfashionably cool. College was so in... Outside its just Life with its shrewdness.

Dun wrry... lecture is not the mantra of the day... Just wanted to share the pic... :D