Psychedelic Slippers

results out today! not a pretty enthu moment in the lives of most. Engg teaches u many things, one of them is to get used to bad results.... yeah results are alwes bad! even the topper will be cribbin abt sending papers for reval ( so tat abt sums up how things are !!!!!) parents are supposed to be the least confused people, bt more often than not, they are more confused than us. they speak about letting people be who they are, growth of personality, nurturing interests and not only academics.... bt we indians hav yet to grow out of the box. we have yet to accept that academics are not the most impt things in life. on one side we find our parents speaking proudly abt einstein n the like (who were supposedly duds at academics in school) and on the other hand they lay all emphasis in the world on academics. everyone wants a topper in the house, for a change i dont want to be a topper, can u accept that? this whole situ reminds me of amir khans dialogue from "taare zamin par...

.... i dunno how many of u have heard this.... its a nice poem by e.e.cummings i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) i fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet) i want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

डोळ्यांपुढे दाटल्या आज पुन्हा सावल्या पहिल्या वहिल्या व्हॅलंटाईनच्या काही खुणा ओल्या न्हाऊन निघाले त्यानंतरही कित्येकदा जरी चिंब मनाला आज हि भिजवती त्याच हळव्या सरी

m a regular reader of Times Life supplement. tats the only piece of the newspaper i don miss. its ma sunday read. there was this article on it about loneliness... this article might sound similar to the article in Times, cos i very much support wats written in it. at some point of time or other in our lives, we all experience loneliness.... for some its temporary, but fr a few others its smtin they hav to live with. Like some people are meant to be alone. being alone is not being depressed. its more like being with urself, in ur comfort zone. n when u carry this with u, u r alone even in a crowd. Aloneness is a state of being. You may be alone and yet not lonely. you can be comfortable n positive with ur aloneness, bt a glint of negativity is wat turns it into loneliness... which then is a state of mind. loneliness is strange feeling of detachment from those around you, wher you float away from a situation an almost seem an outsider looking in. u may be sitting with ur frens, n suddenl...

"its funny how someone can break ur heart, n u still love them, with all the pieces".... a quote i came across on smone's profyl. when u r heartbroken.. u r filled with a surge to reciprocate the same. u realise soon enough dat it is not possible. u get frustrated, u blame, curse, think of all evil pocble, think of every tiny way to take ur revenge....never too successful can u b in such planned endeavours. from within, a heart that has bred love, cant breed hatred. a heart that has learned to forgive cant hold malice. try as much as u may... u cant hate the people u love. a few days ago, i heard this story abt this oldage home, where some children hav filled in the forms with fake contact details. heartbroken yes. ask these parents abt their children, they'l still love them. i had this fren of mine who loved a guy like crazy. for quite some time they were goin out, or atleast she thot so. it took 2 years for her to realise, nothing of it had been true. that her ...

i alwes find these personality tests pretty amusin, n the palm readin, n face readin ppl, its fun. on my recent visit to delhi, i came across this egyptian palm readin thing.... u place ur hand n out comes a black n white strip. ( i spent ten bucks for it).. the result reads as below the mouth of truth tells that..... ........i tend to be aggressive to satisfy my instincts ........i could be seriously disappointed by rash ventures .......i know how to lose myself in the joys of spirituality .......i do small things as if they were great ......each man has fancies contrary to his own good ......... i tend to dedicate myself totally to cultivation of literary or artistic talent. n a weighing machine in shimla told me tat m broadminded, tolerant, humorous and truthful and entirely lacking in malice or petty jealousies!!! the weighing machines give their share of humor as well.. they tel u never beore heard things abt urself. once i took this online stress test n it told me i was mild schi...