Ride + climb to sinhgad

Ride + climb to sinhgad

A drop

It's raining here for quite some time now. 2 days, 7 hrs, 49 mins and 33 secs to be more precise... The point here is I've nothing to do. It's the ideal situation for thinking. I think when they have nothing to do and don't think when doing something. What an irony.

My weekend had 16 hrs of sleep, 3 NFL games, few more hrs of TV, few hrs of surfing, my friend on the other side of chat window and the rain drops on the other side of the glass window. Watching that rain drop, I couldn't help but wonder, am I any different than a drop?


The drop had a good journey from the skies to my window. It had a fun ride with the other drops; some might be his friends, some family. It looked so contained resting there on the glass panel in company of his loved ones. Not for long though. Until now the drop had no option but to drop down. But now, resting on the window, the drop has never known itself to be in this situation. It has a choice. Does it want to trickle down with other drops to mix silently with the water below or does it want to make ripples as it fall down or does it want to stick up there?

I always wanted to be the one causing ripples. I always was the one mixing silently...

The one who sticks up will evaporate eventually but surely leave a mark up there. Other's like me will continue their journey with or without the ripples, eventually becoming a part of the ocean, most of the times lying at the bottom, Sometimes coming up with the current. All these drops have one thing in common, a hope, a hope to ride a wave some day.

The rain has stopped. Every drop has chosen his destiny. So have I. There's a current for sure but no wave nearby.

7 things

I got tagged... second time in my blogging life. Let me carry the Baton for a while...

7 things I plan to de before I die

1. Get retired
2. Get married
3. Buy a flat
4. Sky diving
5. Wind surfing
6. Scuba diving
7. Watch an India vs. Aus ODI world cup final at MCG where India wins

7 things I can do

1. Listen to PL Deshpande for Hrs
2. Watch "friends" for hrs together. I have all 10 seasons with me :)
3. Get into the fridge to fine something to eat at 3 in morning when there's a commercial break btn two movies
4. Talk on phone for hours. My personal best is somewhere around 4 n half hours I guess.
5. Make friends with ppl I don't know
6. Drink mountain due just after I had hot coffee
7. Get up at 9.38 and be in office at 10.02 when office is an 18 mins drive


7 things I can’t do

1. Get up early in the morning
2. Listen to music when I work
3. Keep my desk tidy
4. Watch soap opera
5. Say no to someone without making it sound weird or hurtful.
6. Enjoy the moments when I don’t have any work in office. I always have the fearful feeling that someone may come and give me some work. I can’t say no.
7. Stay all by myself and not talk to anyone for more than an hr.
7. Answer the phone without saying "Haan Bolo" if the caller is a close friend


7 things that attract me to opposite sex

1. Bright smile, like the morning sunshine
2. Elegance in the walk, no model walks pls
3. The dressing sense, I like it simple
4. Great figure n silky hairs
5. Simplicity, not showing attitude n all
6. Intelligence
7. Artistic qualities

Seven phrases I say most..
1. Ohh...
2. Hmm...
3. OK
4. BRB
5. what else
6. bole to
7. chalata hain
7. Aur sunao
7. Good for u


Seven celebrity crushes..
1. Urmila: man o man... what a figure; I bet no design software can boast of drawing such curves
2. John A: That guy is a hunk. Mind u I'm straight
3. Amrita Rao: I luv her
4. Meg Rayn: woman of my dreams
5. Amitabh Bacchan: born with the style
6. Madhuri Dixit: What a smile and the best dancer.
7. Michael Douglas: Great dialog delivery

Seven people you would want to pass this baton to..
1. praga
2. praga
3. praga
4. praga
5. inscrutable shaan
6. inscrutable shaan
7. inscrutable shaan


mathi, kathak, Dan, Agent R n Sudha must have done it at least seven times before. Let me not bother them and give a chance to ignore me.

My Perfect Girl

1. should be 22 or older. I dont think girls below 22 are matured enough (intellectually I mean u pervert). But yes, I would love to be proved wrong. ;)

2. Should have taste in arts. Not necessarily sketching or painting. Writing/poetry/photography/floral decor/singing/playing music/... anything and everything

3. She should share my passion for
~ moonlight walk be it a seashore or terrace
~ bike ride in the rain drizzle
~ monsoon trek in sahyandris
~ getting up late in the morning
~ going to bed early at night

4. She should have an Identity of her own.

5. Should be a good cook. Not that I cant, but there's enough room for improvement in my cooking.

6. I'm gonna pay for the housing loan. She should pay for the car loan.

7. She should be my friend before anything else.


ppl I tag
Praga
Iscrutable Shaan
Neha

There are few more I would like to tag
YC
Shri
Tosh
Srujana
Bhaiyaji
Vinayak
sadly these buggers dont blog
and those who do are already tagged by Kathak

A post after a while

A Post after what is too long to call a while.

*caution : Hindi readers only

A couple of cups of coffee with a friend...

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.

He then asked the students if the jar was full.They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes."

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

"Now," said the professor as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.

***** The golf balls are the important things--God, your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favourite passions--and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

***** The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car.

***** The sand is everything else--the small stuff."





"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.

"Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18 holes of golf. There will always be time to clean the house and take out the rubbish. Take care of the golf balls first--the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."

Inscrutable Shaan makes his mark

His first postInterview features in the NDTV writing room.
Good going shaan.