Tuesday, 6 March 2012

An Amazing Ad



When I found this ad lying around in a dusty corner of this laptop, My first reaction was to throw it right out. It was old, it was viewed and it was unused for a long time. But then I thought of just playing it once and I just had to share it with all you wonderful people.

Its not everyday that you come across that really touches your heart and it has something, something more than just the brand it represents. This ad contains some of the finest emotions in all its subtlety. It truly is a remarkable and beautiful add, very moving utterly touching.


Saturday, 3 March 2012

It's What is Not Said





Life is rather elusive yet we live it as if we know all about. In its rather innumerable strangeness lies its beauty and the very reason for the invaluably of life. Life has certain unique ways its chose to be and it has rather solid reasons for it remains so. Who could have thought that what we prefer not to say is much more significant than what we spit out. I have heard people speak in volumes about the importance of saying at times and not saying at times, but what they carefully or carelessly neglect is the significance silence has in ones life as it is. May be that’s because silence is as unattainable as most of the good things in life, they never come easy.


In the many things that we prefer not to say for obvious reasons remains for obvious reasons the fundamental building block to solving our many a million problems. It sounds so obvious doesn't it; keep your mouth shut and no more problems. It ought to be that simple yet we find it increasingly difficult to keep our mouth shut, don't we. The truth and trick is to know when to keep it shut and when to shout aloud. The particular thing about life is that it is not whether we fight or not, fighting is fundamental to marriage as sex, to borrow the idea of Jon fighting is instantaneous, creative and deeply personal, in fact everything that sex ought to be. The trick is not to over do it, know when to stop and know what not to tell. Like any fair fights you win some you lose some, and isn't the reason for the fight not to break up. It serves as a excellent opportunity to let out the steam and make you calm down.


Every fights is a potential treat, you could convince yourself that your fights are just that the normal average household is used to. But the unfortunate truth is there is no simple fight, in every fight lies the indomitable ability to develop into something formidable, something that could wreck your household. Every fight requires the active care of both persons involved to prevent it from developing into anything more than what it is now. A fight is always volatile and ever so tempting. 


Every time you are presented with the option to win, but at what cost it comes is a matter of great concern. Would you want to say something sinister and unforgivable and win or would you want to bow out like a gentleman in the true sense of the word and preserve what you have. It often bothers me whether winning is worth it, why do one ever have to win to win a domestic fight, i ask myself Wouldn't i be happier to just lose and have my family than celebrate my victory as someone else very dear to me lies shattered. Isn't it her loss my loss and isn't her victory just as mine as it is hers. Yet at every fight it seems just as different a story as it possibly can, the spontaneous and explosive creativeness and the intense emotional and personal involvement leaves but little room for a thoughtful fight. But one thing is certain before you say anything too much you are sure to choke and it sure is going to get caught in your throat, that's when you ought to decide whether to say something you are sure to choke on, at the heat of the moment. Its always uptown you to decide and the question always remain.

To say or not to say.

Tuesday, 28 February 2012

The Little Big Things





Every journey is a new experience, no matter how often, no matter how short they tend to be. It’s not the journey that matters, not as much as the people we get to meet and life we get to experience. Every dawn and every dusk brings along with it a hoard of experiences that are just waiting to be discovered. This is the story of just one of the many interesting people I got to meet in my numerous journeys that made me realise that life is not something sacred; it is what happens right in front of our eyes, everyday. Don’t for one second think that I am an adept traveller, the sad truth is that I started travelling out of necessity and though I prefer the familiar comforts of my writing desk it has given me a chance to experience life as it is, raw and unadulterated.


It must be in one of those dreary Friday evenings that keep coming up every week, offering a strange intoxicating mix of anticipation, relief and happiness that this happened. I was supposedly going home after a week’s hectic schedule and it was literally killing me that I had to wait further for it to happen. I have had a practise of going with a couple of really goods friends; we have been travelling home together since we were travelling home at all. But today they had to pack and they were late, late enough to let me fend on my own. The necessities of the travel insisted that I find a suitable mode of transportation, an autorikshaw ( for those of you unfamiliar with the word, it is a three wheeled public transport vehicle in black and yellow or either, refer any Bollywood flick to know more . It’s easy to spot and hard to forget, for us it’s just a way of life like taxi is to New Yorkers.) is what I had in mind. It was not hard to find one, certainly not on a Friday.


Okay! That matters too!


Soon I landed a certain driver who was more than just willing to take us to the railway station that we needed to get, but since my friends were still packing I had to wait for them to come. Poor chap readily agreed to wait along with me; I must say he was a jolly good fellow to spend time with. Now just for the record I had to wait a good 45 minutes for my friends to come and hence being late for all the right trains. But then again that gave me this rather valuable lesson in life.


The little ones knows much more about little things than us!
The long wait let us on the streets with nothing much top do but talk, though a practical lover of silence I would always like some company at times. He insisted on talking as he would occasionally blurt out some random question or the other (like does every one speak English in the campus) and so and so. I did take a liking to him. Things didn’t get any interesting till a friend of his dropped by and they got talking. The truth is I never intended to eavesdrop on those guys as I was happily trotting away in my own imaginary world. The startling reminiscence of innocence in their routine chat drew my attention to them and their conversations. He was talking about his luck and I was instantly interested in knowing what lady luck has bestowed upon him, the truth was it was me, rather us. I realised then how much it meant for them to have the weekly trips that we made, our travels were more essential to them than it were ever to them.


In their casual conversation lied an unmistakable scent of innocence that is otherwise unseen and unheard of today. He was talking about how lucky he was to have gotten customers that day and how he and friends were celebrating in their free time yesterday and so and so. Its not what they talked that made it important, its how is said it, how with a smile and a attitude to match he made it seem that the very basic things in life were something else entirely. Its how his words and the sentences they formed transcended what would have been just a ordinary life into a story worth talking about, a life worthy of mention. In the simplest sense he taught me how life is in every little thing we do. And what I learnt sitting under the bright evening sun on a concrete sidewall by a rather crowded piece of asphalt.

Monday, 27 February 2012

My Logo for College Fest

This a snap of the logo I designed for my college fest!, Its not much but I wanted you all to see. Comment away !.

Monday, 20 February 2012

Lets play Tag






Damn! I am it! thanks to the darling Divya who have tagged me. Since there is no way I can ignore her I will have to accept the award, which means I have to follow certain rules too. (Rules are always bad!).

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The Rules:

      Rule#1: Put the rules on your blog.

      Rule#2: Every person tagged should tell 11 things about themselves,
                     Answer the 11 questions asked by the one that tagged you and
                     Tag 11 other people and ask them 11 different questions.

      Rule#3: Let the people whom you tagged know you've done so.
      Rule#4: Don't tag anyone who's been tagged before.
      Rule#5: Really do tag 11 others, don't go all ''if you want to take this tag''.




My eleven

I am just gonna copy the things I already said, is much easier to tell 4 random new things that eleven new random things.

      *  I am milk lover ( loves it much much more than tea or coffee).
      *  I got into blogging thinking of making money( I haven't made a penny :P Lol).
      *  I like to sleep all the time.
      *  I am a adept programmer ( really guys I can code) .
      *  I likes to walk around the house naked ( only when nobody's around , feels natural).
      *  I cook! really I do
      *  I am addicted to chocolates and cant live without my daily sugar.
      *  I am really into crying for a big boy!
      *  I am terrified of cockroaches.
      *  I love to tease others for everything they do.
      *  I am no good with socks, never those things appear to be of the same color to others.
      *  I recently bought a Woodland show with 2in sole so that i look taller than my girlfriend. This works!.


My Answers to Divya.


Thanks Divya for reducing the number to seven, thanks a lot. You have saved me lot of trouble.

      *  Life's most beautiful moment
                                The time I spend with my college sweet heart and future Mrs on the corridors of our college with drizzling rain and  wet faces. That's the one for the records, I will blog about it soon.          
             
      *  Your definition of god?
                              Sorry! I am agnostic.

      *  Whats the best thing you admire about the nature.
                              Nature's simplicity and its profound beauty simply takes my breath away every time without fail, be it the moon lit beaches or the star studded sky or the coolness of the drizzle. Nature is beautiful beyond recognition.

      *  My biggest weakness and what i do about it.
                                 I am a jerk most of the time, and I cant do anything about it.

      *  What keeps me moving in Life
                                 Love, love and love.

      *  One thing I could like to do in my life and forget about it.
                                Kiss a random chick on the street and run! ( I don't want to do it, but thinking about it makes me want to do it).

      *  What will I do in the next 50 years?
                              I don't know, live it, marry, have kids, have a small family, let them marry and have grandchildren, play with them and die happily in the arms of my love.
     



You are It


Ha Ha the best part! My turn to tag.

      *  Ana trek
      *  Deep
      *  Uma
      *  Isha Shiri
      *  Gowri Thampi
      *  D



And my questions for you are.

      *  What keeps you alive.
      *  What one thing have you done that you wish you never did,.
      *  What is love to you.
      *  What is your one fantasy that you know you will never realize.
      *  When did you first taste a lovers kiss.
      *  Whats your favorite movie.
      *  Whom do you love the most in the world