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.
Dun wrry... lecture is not the mantra of the day... Just wanted to share the pic... :D
3 comments:
mission accomplished...browsed thru the pix...and my fav the one where u flashing the screen wid the chat window (me na?)and the adjacent pic...:)
well..on the post...nothing much but u hav started sounding like me with the i-am-so-practical-and-rightly-selfless syndrome...but yeh u made me write something on which i was evading to since ages.
so long
tc
yeah.. dats u on the chat window.. and me was at Bangalore Orchid hotel... :D
waise... am still guessing .. how did I inspire you to write your last blog... I
you are growing older... dats all..
and on ur pic.. you want me to comment on it.. you knw what Am I goin to say :P
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