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New colors
Life has to be celebrated with color, humor and rumor (you can keep adding to the list but I want to focus on Humor!!!) Have completed more than one year of my new life and lots and lots to be written in the personal front.
Just to mention, I am pretty involved these days with helping out startups in all manners that I can and I am sure things are going to be big soon enough. Will start posting more often!
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November 3, 2008
The Cycle Stand
My bus was delayed by four hours. It was the biggest bus depot in the state. I sat on one of the benches with my knapsack. Watching people.
The sky was cloudy-blue, and you could easily lose your thoughts in the hustle that pervaded the bus depot. Buses going to many different cities, luggage being loaded and unloaded, people sitting in groups immersed in watching the wall-hung TVs where an exciting India – Pakistan match was coming live – men, women, kids, college girls and guys, food stalls, and one stray dog.
There was a huge roar as one of the promising batsmen got out and walked back to the pavilion.
The boy looked quite hungry but was really amazed at the crowd peering at the replay of someone throwing something at someone else and everybody shouting. He must be 15. His walk and his style of observing people hinted me that he is clinically, a mentally challenged person. He posted himself a few feet away and continued looking at the screens like others. His hands moved in the style the bowler’s bowled and he clapped on seeing he can almost do it well. But he couldn’t find people shouting any more for some more time.
Two buses for Chennai, one air-conditioned, and the other a normal one, left.
He moved closer to the group. Standing on his toes, he tried looking over the shoulder of the spectators. I guess he lost his balance and leaned on one of the fellows.
A sudden turn. The fellow caught this guy and started shouting “Pick-pocket! Catch him!!”
No one noticed Sachin getting out as the crowd pounced upon this fellow. He screamed, and I realized that he was unable to speak. He uttered some incoherent shouts. I got up to help him out but he darted of away from the crowd.
A group of college guys took the opportunity of showing off some movie skills to the female crowd and darted behind him.
He ran towards the bicycle parking. And was walled there. The guys shouted abuses as they punched him. One of the cycles fell and a row of bicycles fell on to one side.
I contacted the constable on duty and he ran with his huge belly towards the crowd. One whistle from the police and all the heroes retreated back to realize that Sachin was no more on the pitch.
I stood in front of the sobbing boy. I tried to hold him but he did not let me do so. His eyes were filled with fear.
I stood a little distance away and asked the constable about the boy. I was told that he was homeless because he was mad. I doubt whether it couldn’t be the other way round.
A couple of minutes later I turned around to see the boy patiently picking up the bicycles and rearranging them in a neat queue.
Reality leaves a lot to imagination.
August 27, 2008
As long as you..
I'm leaving my life in your hands
People say I'm crazy and that I am blind
Risking it all in a glance
And how you got me blind is still a mystery
I can't get you out of my head
Don't care what is written in your history
As long as you're here with me
I don't care who you are
Where you're from
What you did
As long as you love me
Who you are
Where you're from
Don't care what you did
As long as you love me
Feels like it's deep within me
Doesn't really matter if you're on the run
It seems like we're meant to be
I've tried to hide it so that no one knows
But I guess it shows
When you look into my eyes
What you did and where you are comin' from
I don't care, as long as you love me, baby.
Where you're from
Don't care what you did
As long as you love me
(Repeat to fade)
August 4, 2008
Maa Tujhe Salaam...
Yahan vahan saara jahan dekh liya
Ab tak bhi tere jaisa koi nahin
Main assi nahin, sau din duniya ghooma hai
Naahi kaahe tere jaisa koi nahin
Main gaya jahan bhi, bas teri yaad thi
Jo mere saath thi mujhko tadpaati rulaati
Sab se pyaari teri soorat
Pyaar hai bas tera, pyaar hi
Maa tujhe salaam, maa tujhe salaam
Amma tujhe salaam
Vande maataram, vande maataram
Vande maataram, vande maataram
Vande maataram, vande maataram
Janam janam tera hoon deewana main
Jhoomoon naachoon gaaoon tere pyaar ka taraana
Main jeena nahin soch nahin duniya ki daulat nahin
Bas lootunga tere pyaar ka khazaana
Ek nazar jab teri hoti hai pyaar ki
Duniya tab to meri chamke damke maheke re
Tera chehra sooraj jaisa chaand si thand hai pyaar mein
Vande maataram, vande maataram
Vande maataram, vande maataram
Vande maataram, vande maataram
Tere paas hi main aa raha hoon
Apni baahein khol de
Zor se mujhko gale laga le
Mujhko phir voh pyaar de
Tu hi zindagi hai, tu hi meri mohabbat hai
Tere hi pairon mein jannat hai
Tu hi dil, tu jaan, amma
Maa tujhe salaam, maa tujhe salaam
Amma tujhe salaam, maa tujhe salaam
Vande maataram, vande maataram
Vande maataram, vande maataram
Vande maataram, vande maataram
Vande maataram, vande maataram
August 1, 2008
O Meri Jaan..
tu aa gaya yuun nazar mein
jaise subah dopahar mein
madhoshi yuun hi nahi dil pe chaayi
niyat ne li angadaayi
chhuaa tune kuchh iss tarah
badli fiza badla sama
o meri jaan..........
naata samajhe ??? yeh dil mera
jaanu na jaanu na isako kya huva
teri baahon ki phir se dhunde yeh panaah
tu hai kahaan, tu hai kahaan
o meri jaan..........
July 6, 2008
The Story of Man..
Dreams need people like, people need dreams,
vision needs somebody to make it real it seems.
The world is a canvas and you have the power,
to paint your kind of picture,
when it comes to be your hour.
Hold on to your dreams,
just believe that you can.
Nothings going to stop you,
thats the story of man.
If you should ever lose your faith,
and stumble in your stride,
remember that the dream you hold,
is your purpose is your pride.
Never think of losing,
your place is in the sun.
To have the courage, to have a dream,
is to have already won.
Hold on to your dreams,
just believe that you can.
Nothings going to stop you,
thats the story of man.
June 24, 2008
Taste in a noodle soup
There is a beauty in the complicated way life events go ahead. If you observe, they are as complicated as music notes to someone who cannot read them. But the music is awesome. You got to learn to read them to know their beauty. I was relooking at the movie Jhankaar Beats. Life is portrayed in a diferent way, with a view that makes us relate to it as out own lives. We all are searching for something or the other in life. And for some of us, helping others in their search is the search. I am not an expert on movies, but I observed the way movies in India have evolved over the years. I am not going to list them, but if you remember the song "Ek din bik jaayega" till the song "Yeh jo des he tera", you find a multi-lane journey of human thought all converging into one point of human joy. There are very old songs that were once the best of songs of their times. Many of them are still very nostalgic. And the journey continues. Similar to the portray of thoughts as done in Jhankaar Beats, there is a beautiful expression in the movie "Life in a Metro". Awesome lyrics. Very thoughtful. It all twines together the way it does in a noodle soup. But you got to taste the taste. :-)
May 26, 2008
Tumse hi...
na hai yeh pana, na khona hi hai
tera na hona jane, kyun hona hi hai
tum se hi din hota hai, surmaiye shaam aati, tumse hi, tumse hi
har ghadi saans aati hai, zindagi kehlati hai, tumse hi, tumse hi
na hai yeh pana, na khona hi hai
tera na hona jane, kyun hona hi hai
aankhon mein ankhein teri, bahoon mein baahein teri
mera na mujhmein kuch raha, hua kya
baaton mein baatein teri, raatein saugatein teri
kyun tera sab yeh ho gaya, hua kya
main kahin bhi jata hoon, tumse hi mil jata hoon, tumse hi, tumse hi
shoor mein khamoshi hai, thodi si behoshi hai, tum se hi, tum se hi
aadha sa wada kabhi, aadhe se jayada kabhi
jee chaahe kar lu is tarah wafa ka
chhode na chhoote kabhi, tode na tute kabhi
jo dhaga tumse jud gaya wafa ka
main tera sarmaya hoon, jo main ban paya hoon, tumse hi, tumse hi
raaste mil jaate hai, manzile mil jaati hai, tumse hi, tumse hi
na hai yeh paana, na khona hi hai
tera na hona jaane kyun hona hi hai
May 25, 2008
Everything..
What you mean to me
Search your heart - search your soul
And when you find me there you'll search no more
Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for
You can't tell me it's not worth dyin' for
You know it's true
Everything I do - I do it for you
Look into your heart - you will find
There's nothin' there to hide
Take me as I am - take my life
I would give it all - I would sacrifice
Don't tell me it's not worth fightin' for
I can't help it - there's nothin' I want more
Ya know it's true
Everything I do - I do it for you
There's no love - like your love
And no other - could give more love
There's nowhere - unless you're there
All the time - all the way
Oh - you can't tell me it's not worth tryin' for
I can't help it - there's nothin' I want more
I would fight for you - I'd lie for you
Walk the wire for you - ya I'd die for you
Ya know it's true
Everything I do - I do it for you
May 19, 2008
Circle of Life..
From the day we arrive on the planet
And blinking, step into the sun
There's more to see than can ever be seen
More to do than can ever be done
There's far too much to take in here
More to find than can ever be found
But the sun rolling high
Through the sapphire sky
Keeps great and small on the endless round
It's the Circle of Life
And it moves us all
Through despair and hope
Through faith and love
Till we find our place
On the path unwinding
In the Circle
The Circle of Life
It's the Circle of Life
And it moves us all
Through despair and hope
Through faith and love
Till we find our place
On the path unwinding
In the Circle
The Circle of Life
Few thoughts...
Chains do not hold a marriage together. It is threads, hundreds of tiny threads which sew people together through the years.
It was an amazing experience for both Pallavi and me to get married to each other on the 25th of the last month. We just had a little more than three weeks from the day the dates were decided to the day that we tied the nuptial knot. And since we both decided to take up things on our own, it was hectic for both. The amount of travel was a lot more than we have ever done in life earlier. And that too - we being in two different cities and the marriage being done in a third city, 1500 kms away from each of these places.
There are many things to write about now. I wish to make separate blogs for the preparation for our marriage. Some of you might have missed looking at www.ewedding.com/sites/pallavi_divyajeevan . There will be a post on the honeymoon part and a lot of pictures to be uploaded (not of us but of the natural places that we enjoyed).
God gives us dreams a size too big so that we can grow in them.
