tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17416121976719557472024-03-13T06:15:02.043-07:00My Musingssantasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.comBlogger62125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-60938824599880893032013-11-04T16:30:00.000-08:002013-11-04T16:31:13.269-08:00Reincarnation?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I stopped writing for 2 1/2 years.A lot happened in those years ,good and bad.One of my longest writers blocks because as far as my memory goes,i have always been writing.At an age i couldn't write,i scribbled on notepads for hours.<br />
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I am not sure what caused the block.But I do know that not writing made something always amiss,days incomplete and myself wasted.<br />
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I contemplated for a while to start a new blog for fresh starts etc and soon figured that I didnt want to simply leave;but rather restart from where i left off..Isn't that something that happens with old friendships too?<br />
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I am hopeful that I will be able to continue going forward;I am rather determined..<br />
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I welcome back,to my own space:)<br />
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santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-2159547389923822932010-07-21T01:11:00.000-07:002010-07-21T01:11:05.686-07:00Failure is important..<br />
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If it hadnt been for one,I would have still been running towards something..which I really did not want to do..<br />
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Im glad..that at that point in my life,I failed..<br />
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Even though I am still clueless on what I want to do..I atleast know what I definitely dont' want to do..<br />
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That's one hurdle less...<br />
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Shine on!!:)santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-41173640945734501952010-07-08T02:47:00.000-07:002010-07-08T02:47:20.643-07:00ArbitRaste na badle na badla jahaan...<br />
fir kyun badalte kadam hain yahaan?santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-45507400650020707422010-06-21T21:04:00.000-07:002010-06-21T21:04:11.025-07:00Reality checkReality can hit you real hard on the face...<br />
...and in most cases it should!<br />
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Waking up to the harder truth is not a choice one lives with,but once in a while ,each one of us needs it to wake up from the myths we live with.It gets difficult and it may seem insurmountable,but isnt that too little an effort to a life time of happiness?santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-8473720267211825572010-06-07T04:18:00.000-07:002010-06-07T04:42:28.896-07:00autumn to spring...<p>eclipses in time and memories etched on the canvas of a mind</p><p>smiles bygone and the moments of tease ,with those moments of undying ease</p><p>the magic spurning desires entwined and hearts melting in the rye of time</p><p>the moments that were,of a life</p><p> that revolved around the circle of his arms</p><p>the whispered nothings and mindless desires;</p><p> countless hours and endless banter..</p><p>early good mornings and sleep less nights </p><p>or sneaking away that last kiss good night</p><p>how can i not astonish on the beauty i see through my heart and my eyes</p><p>I carress this sleepless mind and ask to be set free</p><p>I build on my dreams now..</p><p>on the foundations of my castles under the rainbow tree</p>santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-28241495390391455672010-06-01T00:02:00.000-07:002010-06-01T00:18:59.882-07:00a new awakening:)<p>Like all aquarians,I suffer from a problem of having a very very fickle mind..a mind that can never stay at peace and needs something or the to occupy it all the time..</p><p>Definitely not a great quality to have,since mostly the person in question ends up being a extremely restless and high on energy...with a frustration of not finding a exit to vent out the sudden burst of energies..</p><p>I,definitely have the trouble of controlling my mind and staying at peace.A problem I struggled with all my life till I found the peace in capturing the world through my camera...</p><p>and Im glad i found it..because I have never felt better than in the last few months.And if there's one lesson I have got out of this hobby is to be patient and to find an ability to take out time for something I love the most.</p><p>updated some pictures on my photoblog..</p><p><a href="http://pixellian.blogspot.com/boy">http://pixellian.blogspot.com/boy</a> how much i love clicking these pictures..i wish i had awakened a little early..:)<a href="http://pixellian.blogspot.com/2010/05/breaking-monotine-of-darkness.html"></a></p>santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-54786383201435711362010-05-25T01:07:00.000-07:002010-05-25T03:05:01.681-07:00convoluted..Dark,unruly,fiesty state of being<br />or the happily melancholic side<br />timid,contrived or intrepid moments<br />simply sweeping deep and wide<br />Understated and unfamiliar,<br />the territories I try to surpass,<br />the ways I try to mend<br />the vision I encompass<br />Wonder what lies ahead..<br />the complexities of a frenzied mind....<br />Alas!santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-60376070788858727052010-05-19T01:56:00.000-07:002010-05-19T01:57:49.522-07:00hold onwhat I wish to do is..<br /><br /><br />to stare endlessly into the space,<br />until the difference between the finite and the infinite comes to a standstill.santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-52804533627412745302010-05-04T04:32:00.000-07:002010-05-04T04:35:23.176-07:00The photo blogSo I finally created my photoblog..<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.pixellian.blogspot.com/">www.pixellian.blogspot.com</a><br /><br />So the idea is,that I am going to be very regular with both of these..and i really really want to make this work:)<br /><br />All d best Santa:)santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-74637432531335430482010-05-04T01:43:00.000-07:002010-05-04T01:54:25.481-07:00BackOk I didnt go to the north pole to hibernate..I just disappeared because my mind was stocked with everything else but thoughts..<br />Too much activity isnt always good..and that is precisely what happened to me..<br />I got stocked with stuff I wasnt supposed to.<br /><br />Anyways..now I am back and not sure how many are still reading what I write..<br />But there's an addition to my blog.I am an amateur shutterbug and high time I thought of giving this hobby some more room.<br />In the process of updating my photoblog.<br />For now ,there's one sneak peek into what I have been upto in my free time(i.e whatever is left of it)<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/S9_gdb1tIKI/AAAAAAAACrY/lwSQZY7d6tc/s1600/31147_391340682569_523207569_3907345_4565691_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/S9_gdb1tIKI/AAAAAAAACrY/lwSQZY7d6tc/s320/31147_391340682569_523207569_3907345_4565691_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467335268944912546" /></a>santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-20086268614324653182010-01-08T04:07:00.000-08:002010-01-08T04:21:17.474-08:00albeit...I sit on the fence,<br />looking about for traces of my shadow<br />sunshine and dews and things as such,<br />wondering if it will ever rain?<br /><br />Astounded,and perplexed<br />my mind wanders to a beat so mellow<br />awakened,with the misty yellow<br />I know,the time has come!santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-64371870921458010482010-01-02T05:14:00.000-08:002010-01-02T06:54:19.830-08:00Halo Over my head!!<em>Its my litle secret..for i have found a friend,one i never had,<br />for they say,relations mature with time,and friendships better as they age,<br />not that i disagree,but not fully concur<br />I now know for sure,<br />friends arent seasonal,though they might come with them<br />they arent occassional,though that may appear<br />they are for life,even when u find one on the day you are dying!!<br /><br />Everyone has friends,i have them too,some old,some new,some fresh as dew!!<br />heres a toast to friendship,relationships and love,no matter the form<br />a reason to believe in Him,my best friend,who has given me reasons to smile..<br /><br /><strong>what follows below,is a note from an anonymous admirer, a little secret..which i want to keep only to myself</strong>:)</em><br /><br /><br /><br />You are not a Reality,for realities can be touched<br />You are not a Dream,for dreams can be seen<br />You are not a Mirage,for Mirages can be true<br />You are not a Mystery,for Mysteries can be solved<br />Life can be sought, Love can be attained...<br />...but how do we seek an Angel??<br /> <br />I don’t understand Divine Hymns but with you I wanna try<br />I don’t understand the chants they recite but I know the fruit is you;<br />I don’t wanna get caught in the web of your memories,<br />but I don’t know how to get out of this addiction,but again I don’t think I even wanna!!! <br />Like a Psychedelic dream taking over the last shreds of sanity...<br /><br />For sweetness can’t be defined in adjectives, <br />for cuteness is just another form of you,<br />your Beauty is not for the beholders here...it’s only for me!!! <br /><br />The warmth of your hug would be like Aphrodite whispering in my ear<br />the passion of your kiss like God himself singing me a lullaby!!!<br /><br />What do I compare thee to?? <br />For snowflakes are rough in front of your touch,<br />for mountain springs feel impure compared to your heart,<br />sunshine dark in front of your glow,and dewdrops shapeless in front of your eyes!!!<br /><br />You give life with just a smile...all I ask is to breathe some life into my being too!!!santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-46509553702827044192009-10-19T08:30:00.000-07:002009-10-19T08:44:08.458-07:00When you are gone!Bauji went away...but he did leave his blessings with me..<br />and no matter the distance between us..i know he can hear me..<br /><br />Life has changed and changed are things,<br />When you are gone,gone thus far<br /><br />I know you can hear me when i say i love you<br />i know you do,<br />i know you feel it when you are being missed<br />i know you do,<br />The words unspoken,the talks we were yet to share,<br />For you my friend,have left us the world so bare,<br />So many miles to walk,but i know you are beside,right there!<br /><br />I know you know it when i say,I miss you my friend,<br />I know you do!<br /><br />Thank you Bauji for being there for me always..I wanted to share this day with you,but i guess i got late.But I also know that your smiling down at me from the heaven above!!<br />You are greatly missed!santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-63883532559212144832009-10-07T04:30:00.000-07:002009-10-07T11:09:28.646-07:00A slip awayDeath is nothing at all,<br />a heavenly slip into the next room..<br />I am I and you are you,<br />whatever we were to each other,<br />we still are!<br />Call me by my familiar name,<br />Pray,smile,think of me<br />Pray for me..<br />Let my name ever be the household word,<br />that it was.<br />Let it be spoken without effect<br />without a trace of shadow on it<br /><br />Life means all that it ever meant,<br />it is the same as it ever was..<br />That unspoken continuity<br /><br />Why should I be out of mind,<br />just because I am out of sight!!!<br /><br /><br /><br />P.S:-Vinays Grandfather and my grand father in law passed away on 1st october.He was my role model,my friend,someone who encouraged me for everything I wanted to do in life.some one who himself was an icon.someone who loved us all immensely..<br />someone I am never going to stop missing all my life.<br />Rest in peace bauji...we really love you!santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-76383559199961607152009-09-10T10:39:00.000-07:002009-09-10T10:51:25.518-07:00I wonder why!!Walking in the clouds<br />way above where I stand<br />a ray of hope shining so bright<br />I wonder whats coming my way<br />I wonder whats causing the gleam<br />I wonder whats making me smile<br />I wonder whats bringing the sheen?<br /><br />Blue sky and colors all bright<br />unspoken words and some otherwise<br />a moment let loose,the others stop by<br />I wonder what causes the spur<br />I wonder what rhymes this rhyme<br />I wonder where beginnings begin<br />I wonder what dreams look like<br /><br />Loving the moments and holding them close<br />Some where deep in the closet of heart<br />a feeling that of a definite start<br />I wonder what is so different<br />I wonder what is it that makes me smile<br />I wonder why world seems such a better place<br />I wonder if it would last only a while!!!santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-16005518980623419702009-08-05T05:12:00.000-07:002009-08-05T05:13:33.006-07:00Just...Is it weird to feel..<br /><br />Detached when you know someone loves you<br />Estranged when you are very well taken care of<br />Lonely when the world is around u<br />Insane when everything is going right<br />Uncomfortable in your own skin<br />Loud in the quiet of the night<br />Restless in the wee hours of morning<br />Annoyed at nothing yet everything<br />Tears on your cheeks as you laugh<br />Miserable for hours..<br /> …<br /><br />And yet not know the reason?santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com34tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-31164282817287602872009-08-01T12:32:00.000-07:002009-08-01T12:37:10.308-07:00A day for friends<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SnSYhDNWRNI/AAAAAAAABT0/-Uy2yOvRMKk/s1600-h/friendshipday-wallpaper3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SnSYhDNWRNI/AAAAAAAABT0/-Uy2yOvRMKk/s320/friendshipday-wallpaper3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365080749669500114" /></a><br /><br />Dont know what starts it<br />a smile,a wish<br />a casual hi or simply nothing..<br />but no matter what and no matter when<br />small moments that make a lifetime..<br />some stay,some move on,<br />some remain a part of memories<br />and some become a lifetime of them<br />a wish to all friends..<br />who have made this life so beautiful for me..<br />What would i do without you:)<br /><br />HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY!santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-237408982954974662009-07-23T00:29:00.000-07:002009-07-23T00:38:34.384-07:00Have I told you lately?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SmgTZN6qLbI/AAAAAAAABM4/sxRBKkFowzs/s1600-h/woman_walking_into_sunset-t2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SmgTZN6qLbI/AAAAAAAABM4/sxRBKkFowzs/s320/woman_walking_into_sunset-t2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361556680337927602" /></a><br />Have I told you lately?<br /><br />I feel blessed to be with you forever<br /><br />I feel love and full of life<br /><br />Smiling to me and twinkle eyed<br /><br />I feel loved, and I feel alive<br /><br />For you have touched my life,<br /><br />Like you have,<br /><br />For you have given meaning to it,<br /><br />And brought it back to life<br /><br /> <br /><br />Have I told you lately?<br /><br />Those little moments that I have of you<br /><br />Memories that span a life time through.<br /><br />Seem so little and yet so vast<br /><br />I could get drenched and yet feel the thirst<br /><br />For you have touched my heart,<br /><br />Like you have,<br /><br />For you have given rhythm to it,<br /><br />And brought it back to life<br /><br /> <br /><br /> <br /><br />Have I told you lately?<br /><br />Even though you may not speak all the time,<br /><br />How much your words mean to me<br /><br />Even though you may not be around,<br /><br />I feel your presence, right next to me<br /><br />When I get sad and misty eyed,<br /><br />You is all I need to perk myself<br /><br />For you have touched my senses,<br /><br />Like you have,<br /><br />For you have given feeling to them,<br /><br />And brought them back to life<br /><br /> <br /><br />Have I told you lately?<br /><br />When I fight with you, and make you feel so blue<br /><br />There is a part of my soul that I have lost too<br /><br />When I say words so harsh and sound so mean<br /><br />I am clinching the pain of not having you<br /><br />When I get rustic and miserable<br /><br />It’s the miles that have taken a toll on me<br /><br />For you have touched my pain,<br /><br />Like you have,<br /><br />For you have given yearning to it,<br /><br />And brought it back to life<br /><br /> <br /><br /> <br /><br />Have I told you lately?<br /><br />That its you who I have my heart for<br /><br />Its you who keeps me going<br /><br />It’s with you that I dare to dream <br /><br />And spread my wings<br /><br />Its for you that I am myself<br /><br />And its you who is my belief<br /><br />For you have touched my dreams,<br /><br />Like you have,<br /><br />For you have given a horizon to them,<br /><br />And brought them back to life<br /><br /> <br /><br /> <br /><br />Have I told you lately?<br /><br />That I miss you in all walks of my life<br /><br />Sad and rusted, mad and beyond<br /><br />And even when life seems overjoyed<br /><br />Its you who I want to see first thing in the morning<br /><br />And its you, I wish to kiss goodnight<br /><br />For you have touched a part of me,<br /><br />I never knew I had,<br /><br />For you have given meaning to me,<br /><br />And brought me back to lifesantasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-89512373861306432952009-07-21T22:57:00.000-07:002009-07-21T22:59:30.472-07:00SometimesWhere I came from was a fairy tale<br />Radiated,pure and blissful<br />Where I go to is not what I know of<br />Mesmerized,enchanted or plain wishful<br />Thoughts don’t leave me a moment,<br />Mind overpowers the heart.<br />Sometimes I wonder,<br />Is it what one is born with<br />or just a part of growing up?santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-23290956446330107722009-07-07T00:50:00.000-07:002009-07-07T02:01:29.907-07:00Just...a thoughtI have again been attacked by the <a href="http://santasizing.blogspot.com/2009/01/7-am-hiatus.html">writer's block</a> and was thinking that I wouldn't be able to write for some time;But such is life,things do happen when u least expect them to.<br /><br />Had a terrible start to the day where I stuck my foot in the bathroom door and the damn thing still hurts.Somehow got dressed for work to realize that i wasn't fitting into my favorite shirt all of a sudden;Grumpy and grouchy left for work only to be stuck in a hour long traffic jam.<br />Finally on reaching office,when i was struggling hard to gain my sensibilities,i had a major fight with one of my closest friends.And for the first time in 4 years,we both raised our voices and yelled and shouted at each other.<br />I feel terrible ever since.I shouldn't have said all the bad things I did...but at the same time I feel that the same holds true for him.<br />The trouble with friends of opposite sex is that the perspectives of fights change for the two people.While the men show their anger by keeping quiet,we women tend to be more expressive and loud.<br />So,while my talking too much pissed him off,his keeping quiet did the job for me.<br />I am so miffed,and irritated yet I don't know how to correct this situation.There are times when u know its not your fault,and u know that u stand correct,but tend to change your judgment for others' happiness..<br />But this time I don't wish to do it.How many times can we go on losing ourselves and our thoughts to keep others happy?Shouldn't the same thing hold true for others too?<br />Why can't friends stop being judgmental and take you the way you are?Why do some people expect you to change for them when ideally a true friend should accept you the way u are and still love you?Why do people expect you to be sensitive to their emotions while they don't do the same to you?Why do people dislike it when you decide to stand up to your thoughts against them,when they were the ones who taught you to do so?<br />So many questions in my mind and none that I have answer to..<br />I just know that I don't want to lose a good friend to an ego clash;that's the worst death a friendship can suffer.:(santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-31878943813943571342009-06-24T10:06:00.000-07:002009-06-24T11:35:39.241-07:00Lessons from Rufus -II<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SkJmahMQZaI/AAAAAAAAA-0/-eBZMW8GIr4/s1600-h/030520091181.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SkJmahMQZaI/AAAAAAAAA-0/-eBZMW8GIr4/s320/030520091181.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350951913041978786" /></a><br />Rufus is now 7 months old,freakishly crazy and a totally mad dog....:)<br />And like <a href="http://santasizing.blogspot.com/2009/02/everyday-lessons.html">before</a>, he still has a lot of lessons in his wisdom book to give me...<br /><br />1)Some times its good to leave all your inhibitions behind and let your hair loose...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SkJikiGznvI/AAAAAAAAA-U/bv42v-InyvY/s1600-h/08032009972.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SkJikiGznvI/AAAAAAAAA-U/bv42v-InyvY/s320/08032009972.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350947687039737586" /></a><br /><br /><br />2)Bathing on sunday...is a bad idea..and when you think it is,you must let it show!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SkJj5S0GloI/AAAAAAAAA-k/bqyvrC8Qjo8/s1600-h/210620091334.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SkJj5S0GloI/AAAAAAAAA-k/bqyvrC8Qjo8/s320/210620091334.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350949143223637634" /></a><br /><br /><br />2.If you are in love,then show it!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SkJgciKH1hI/AAAAAAAAA-E/9vBO1nIkHt8/s1600-h/08032009974.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SkJgciKH1hI/AAAAAAAAA-E/9vBO1nIkHt8/s320/08032009974.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350945350591436306" /></a><br /><br />Rufus does it by standing hours in the balcony while pepper(his girlfriend) is taking a walk in the lawn<br /><br /><br /><br />3.Do share your love story with someone you trust...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SkJd02sjeDI/AAAAAAAAA98/Q9NG43oXCVA/s1600-h/08032009973.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SkJd02sjeDI/AAAAAAAAA98/Q9NG43oXCVA/s320/08032009973.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350942469886539826" /></a><br /><br />Sharing it with me helped him immensely,as now the duo generally takes a walk together at the same time.<br /><br /><br /><br />4)Food should and must always be top priority...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SkJmqIlRZFI/AAAAAAAAA-8/syFeVNfw8B4/s1600-h/190420091134.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SkJmqIlRZFI/AAAAAAAAA-8/syFeVNfw8B4/s320/190420091134.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350952181313922130" /></a><br /><br />even when it comes from unexpected quarters...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SkJmG_chC5I/AAAAAAAAA-s/Xvnt7tppPFI/s1600-h/28022009965.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SkJmG_chC5I/AAAAAAAAA-s/Xvnt7tppPFI/s320/28022009965.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350951577565858706" /></a><br /><br />and weird sources...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SkJjGhUWzxI/AAAAAAAAA-c/E_jWUNlAGlY/s1600-h/01032009967.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jO_3kU2XuQc/SkJjGhUWzxI/AAAAAAAAA-c/E_jWUNlAGlY/s320/01032009967.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350948270943686418" /></a>santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-61526428723484050792009-06-15T05:29:00.000-07:002009-06-15T05:39:39.727-07:00My songSince offlate I have been making a lot of trips down the memory lane,here is something which is probably closest to my heart.<br />the first song that I ever sang....<br />Though papa happened to misplace his most favorite cd(which had the version I sang for the first time on stage) a few years back,the original version is enough to bring a big smile to my face....<br />I call it my song.....whats yours?<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EDvEAqynDVQ&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EDvEAqynDVQ&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-61613486510121737632009-06-10T10:28:00.001-07:002009-06-10T10:48:08.120-07:00FarewellTorn apart in the waves of time<br />Rusting through the paths I crossed<br />Entwined in the ghostly bygones<br />I bid you good bye,Yesterday<br />Farewell...!santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-91379653166375356612009-06-01T22:58:00.000-07:002009-06-01T23:00:20.718-07:00Of books and people...and life..We always pride ourselves to be very social people..We meet people,make friends wherever we go, build relationships ,some that last a lifetime and some that die when the night is over.But there are some relations in life ,that never go out of sync,no matter which part of your life have you stored them.<br />As I was looking for an old book in my bookshelf last night and flipping through its worn out pages,is when I realized that our life too is so similar.<br />We tend to buy every good book that hits the market(or atleast I do!),we read the book,are completely lost during the course of it,never letting go of a single page and engrossed till the end.During that phase,each page is important and the wait to read another one endless.for those few days,that one book revolves around your mind all the time.If it is good,it comes in the last of “My favorites” and if not,its ready to be stored in some back shelf of the book rack.<br />With the passing life,the process continues,our choices change and so does our mindset.new books take the place of the old ones and so on and so forth.Life goes on and we tend to get busy with the complexities of it.<br /><br />But,we fail to see that the books that we collected through the course are still there on the shelf,stacked and a rusted few, in a hope that we might just want to have a look at them again;and there are times when we do,probably to read our favorite chapter,or in a need to revisit some lovely memories.But when we do,we realize that we let a lot of time slip away before deciding to look back..<br />Some times,we tend to get so busy with the events in our lives,that we tend to forget the people who we have left behind in the flow.The people who stayed by our side when we needed them the most and the same people you forgot in your due course of life.<br />Some times I wonder how selfish we humans are.We need people to be around us during our bad times,but when the time is for us to do the same,we get overtly entwined in our own set of problems.<br />How often do all of us feel trapped in our own shadows,our own ghosts.How often do we feel that there was a time when we never had to think before we poured our heart to the same friend,with who carrying a conversation for more than five minutes now seems like task.How was it when each phone call was important,and how is it now that the number of missed calls is always higher that the dialed calls.<br /><br />I feel so;Today as I look back ,I feel terrible.Terrible for having let my closest people slip away,for being so selfish and for being so lost in my own issues and problems,that I forgot about the people who mattered.people who cared and people who silently walked each chapter of my life,even when I was busy reading the newer ones.<br />And its so weird to see that when a whole night was very little to finish the talks,is now restricted to a basic how are you doing.What was once a careless banter,has now turned into an occasional difficult call.<br />And so,I am on a path now,from where I need to carve my way back,to reach out to the people who I had somehow forgotten in this journey of my life.People who were nice,and people who were bad,people who loved me,and people who I loved back,people who mattered and people who cared and some of them who simply made a difference in my life by just being there. Its never too late to start from where you left,and from today,I will do just what I used to do back in those years,when world really was a beautiful place….<br /><br />I don’t know how many people may relate to my thoughts,but the ones who do,make sure you make that phone call today,and make sure who let the people know on how they really made a difference in your life by just being there..Say anything that you have been meaning to say for long,but haven’t been able to for reasons as simple as not getting the time.Take out time,and open up your heart…<br />Sometimes ,its a conversation that could have ended everything…but sometimes its just a conversation that will begin a new chapter in your life…santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1741612197671955747.post-681825403389305902009-05-22T02:59:00.000-07:002009-05-25T02:21:10.881-07:00Innocence...With Crazy mind and naughty eyes,<br />Jumping joys and funny toys…<br />Roaming the streets,on the 3 wheel cycles,<br />Hiding from mom, donning her sandals…<br />Giggles endless,and times so priceless,<br />How I miss the days of innocence…<br /><br /><br />Early to bed and early to rise,<br />Mom and dad…and things so nice…<br />Waiting each night for bedtime stories,<br />Tweaking them daily, mom seemed so wise…<br />Hugs endless, and times so priceless,<br />How I miss the days of innocence…<br /><br /><br />Life was all silly games and fun I had,<br />When English was good, and Maths so bad…<br />Deadlines for homework, were never attended,<br />And times of madness, always extended…<br />Moments timeless, and times so priceless,<br />How I miss the days of innocence…<br /><br /><br />Papa always taking my side,<br />And I would look at mom with pride…<br />Maths or Science, friends or fiends,<br />This and thats…and the wordly rants...<br />Papa ready with all the solutions,<br />To my wordly set of problems...<br />Sitting in his lap and dreaming all time,<br />Papa ……..the bestest friend of mine…<br />Love selfless,and times so priceless,<br />How I miss the days of innocence...<br /><br /><br />After seven was way too late,<br />And mom was always waiting by the gate...<br />When Restrictions seemed such farce,<br />..and mom seemed so very harsh...<br />Couldn’t wait to grow up..Couldn’t wait to be free,<br />Couldn’t wait to move out..when couldn’t wait to be ME...<br />Wait endless and times so priceless,<br />How I miss the days of innocence…<br /><br /><br />Grown up now,that I look back in time,<br />I want it all,the times that were all mine…<br />I am me…all grow up and free,<br />Something that, I always wanted to be…<br />Yet there’s so much that’s gone missing,<br />I spend each day, secretly wishing…<br />I want so badly, the days gone by,<br />The bedtime stories, and fun with friends,<br />Schooling days, those madness ways....<br /><br />All this and all that,and a little bit more,<br />Times of my life,I could hold no more..!santasizing...Fantasizinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05603620913326431719noreply@blogger.com34