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Sunday, May 28, 2006

India Harsh Truths....

Cheer up my son, buck up my boy,
You are living in 'The Land of Joy'. You go to school where they do not teach,
In the House of God, they hatred preach. If you have merit, you will sigh and sob,
If you are backward, you might get a job. Out of caste, if you dare to wed,
Your kith and kin will chop your head. If you are honest, in north or in south,
You will live from hand to mouth. If you are wily and your means sinister,
You are likely to become a chief minister. But remember the new maxim, my lad,
Defection is good, conversion is bad.

(Source: Kushwant Singhs Joke Book)

P.S : Well with the reservation debate heating up and the level of corruption at a all time high.....this short composition sums it all up

Thursday, May 25, 2006

Just Something

Well i am just roasting myself in delhi with nothing to do in particular or general and well was browsing thru the big bad world of the net when i came across these two small compositions i dont know who has written them but they sure are good so enjoy...

i had promised no more senti stuff......but technically speaking i have not written them :)


Why cant we hold people we love ?




Why do people enter your life
If one day they will leave u alone in a mess,

Why do people show you the light
If they will push you into darkness,

Why do we trust people
When we know that they are lying,

Why do we fall in love
When we know we have to keep trying....

Relationships are not something
That are born in the morning and die in the evening..

But they are born when you dont need them at all,
And die, when you need them the most..

Why cant we hold on to the people we love???



Wherever I go ,

You go with me,
You lead ma path holding ma hand.

I seem to walk,
But you are my prop,
You walk with me,
Make my burdens light.

Whatever I blurt,
You make it sound right,
I hesitate no more,
You have made me bold.

To me every man,
Is mankind's guardian,
All are my darlings,
Soulmates.

In ma phrase,
I live as I please,
With me is the bliss,
And peace outside


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Thursday, May 04, 2006

Boys Dont Cry.. But Men Do Revised

Well the revision is to add the names of mutu and jojo to the list of people i will miss....They bugged me to death and well yes it was a mistake make that blunder on my part to miss them out.....
So thats that
Again This revision is to include the EVER present Smoking Barrel into the list of people to be missed ....extremely sorry to have missed him out

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Boys Dont Cry ...But Men Do

Done...........
Engineering Done.......
Today was our formal get together at hotel presidency
Everything was going alright. Till about someone broke down and started crying. Well there certainly was and expectation that someone will cry in these type of gatherings . I have attended a few farewells my self never cryed and never understood why people got all senti and cryed their hearts out.
Today I know
People cry because they remember... thats it
they remember all the good times they had together...All the bad times when someone had stood beside them and held their hand.... All the sad times when they were consled by a friend...All the problematic times when they were helped by another.....Well we remember everything...

Back to today
Well who cryed first i dont know but the one i saw was ruby and then it was an spontanious chain reaction. Everyone who was there cryed .... atleast that is what it seemed to my teary eyes. If someone didnt then shame on him/her. It means they have nothing to remember no good times .... no bad times .... in short no life at college or in college to remember.

why i cryed ....
well in advance i had decided to be a person described earlier and had promised myself that come what may i will not make a fool of myself and cry. Why cry ..u feel a bit sad leaving friends behind but certainly thats life.
Well let me lead u to the trigger that got me howling and crying. As all Cs people would remember we were slowly moving around in a circle with the song PAL playing in the back ground and it suddenly struck me that of out the 75 odd people i am seeing in front of me today i will probably never 80-90% of these people ever. And boom the realization hit me that these friend who were a more constant feature atleast constantly present feature in my life than my parents for the last 4 year will just dissapear to never appear again. They will board a train and go to their homes and from many i will never hear again. Man that hurt me in my gut and i had a feeling i had experienced only a few times before. I suddenly realised that i might never ever again meet someone like Aman (Thats a exageration I am sure we will meet). I realized that a friend like Addy might be lost forever... Barik might just dissapear to sambalpur and never call.Ruby will never push me around and read my hand again. I will never be able to tease Anil again. I will probably never get to call rosy GULABOO and see her face turn red. I will probably never see NAK and Nishant together again , walking around as if they have no care in this world. I will probably never find someone as prefect as Jassi to talk with again. I will probably never see our infy guys Dj and Mohanty having so much fun and never have see them organize an event as DJ had done with the Punjabi Doles on 2nd. I will probably never hear again from Pushpa. I just might never come across bijay , lipu, gantu. I will probably never see or hear from Vinita and get to tease her aand call her BHOOT and yet have her never lose her cool. I will probably never get to see Anupam,rahul,sammy. I am also sure i will not get to meet a so down to earth hunk as SWARUP ever again. Will never get to annoy Kushboo. Will never see pandey dance again. Will not hear from Subra. May not hear from the SAANS group.May not get to go to my guru Manoj. And get to meet many more people that i have not mentioned here

And then the flood gates just opened and well .....i / we cryed
And u know what i am proud of the fact that we did.
It meant that there was something ...many things that we will miss
many memories that we will cherish
many events that we will remember
many faces that we will remember
these 4 years were a blast but now they are past

Here's rising a toast to 4 years that we spent together
And hoping that we be friends for atleast 40 more


(Guys pray someone marries soon so that we could have a reunion at their wedding)