MOOD 2DAY..:)

Happy new year/ Happy pongal and makar sankaranthi .....sorry 4 my extreme delay ..during the time i thought many time to sit and jot down few words for my blog and take out little time but due to my gruelling schedule i couldn't do so.i just had my dinner and 2day i went 2 a near by temple to perform pooja .. after coming to Bangalore i noticed the tradition, culture ,value and belief of the people and notice the fact about south Indian women and tempted by the way they put flowers in there hairs. I also tried 2day some white mogra flower in my hairs and every one complemented me that i was looking like a typical south Indian woman..or "Lola kutty" right now i really loose track i don't know what should i write in my post well ok new year brings me a good chance to visit Tirupati on 9th January i along with some Senior batch mates went 2 Tirupati. It was gr8 fun...finally i have seen lord venkateswara in Tirumala ..what a wonder full experience it was for me ..when the pujari chant mantra ..i feel positive wives across me what a beautiful architecture south Indian Temple have.My journey was of overnight from Bangalore we reached guntoor a place 10 km far 4om Tirupati to have tickets for darshan man-o man i waited so long in the queue from 3 am to 5 for the tickets as the counter was going to open at 5 am only and there were people already waiting in long queue since from 2 o'clock there is a counter for devotee for registration. The devotees suppose to get finger print and photo check done on which there expected time and date of entry is mentioned it was a great system though to manage so many people newsy ...after all that finally we move 4ward in the temple where every individual were chanting and making out cosmic sound which connect a person to the deity Vishnu they were saying "yedu kondala vada Govinda" we had good Darshan finally.. ..i.also trim my hair in the name of God though i really don't know the real significance behind it as why people shave there hair over there in Tirupati..also seen hundi's and how people were sitting and counting money over there.The Temple is world's richest in terms of wealth offerings and gifts given by the devotees. people donated gold ornaments and other precious jewels as well the priest gave us to eat tram rind rice in prasadam and we bring laddu back 4 home which is again considered the main prasadam . enough about my trip i had a hectic schedule these days as we MBA people are bombard with Lot's of assignment..last night i was preparing my presentation on business plan till 5 o,clock in the morning which we had 2 present in the morning class at 9:30 . we sit for 8 hrs, continues in class 4 the presentation still 2 group are remaining one of which is my group and another one is Nidheev group which is again on Monday. since from the morning i was suffering 4om headache i have taken 2 tablets but it was not gone. i was not in good mood 2day. i am feeling stress and tired .Though Arun tried many times to figure out what's wrong with me.he accompany to the main building to get my courier which mom has send . it was very heavy good that Arun was with me because i can,t really lift that it was heavy and i was also carry my laptop newsy..ghar se mummy ne baught sara saman bhaja jase clothes, mere favourite jacket , laddues aam ka aachar , nibu ka aachar, khoob sara namkeen...yuppie mere tho mauj aa gayi. 2 mmrow again get ready 4 my classes early in the morni ng ..and same gruelling routine will be followed till ..long..:) rest later:)

My Thoughts

To be able to write, I always needed thoughts to be all clear and sorted out in my head. Despite the clarity, even to myself sometimes, my writing would tend to sound vague. More than the writing itself, its what I am trying to say that is always important to me.. Not flowery literary achievements, but getting those thoughts across as best as I can.There has been many a time when I would write out an entire post only to re-read and erase the entire thing, and it has been happening more frequently in the recent past. This blog was intended to be a potpourri. Did not have any literary ambitions, just a hotch potch of everyday things. Why? Search me. And maybe precisely due to the lack of that mindset - to Write for the sake of Writing also - I am now suffering a setback. Things I "just wanted to say" are not all that easy to put into words anymore. Strange as it may seem, I am a loner, by definition. You would not realise that all too soon about me, but then again, no one's ever tried to define me either. I love my solitude, I treasure it. There used to be a time when those hours I spent with my thoughts did me oodles of good. It made me more confident about who I was. Made me happy. And I would write about those things that used to strike me.. random thoughts that were precious because it was my way of looking at the world around me. But now, (for reasons I cannot fathom) solitude is not doing me much good. On the contrary, sometimes, I distinctly feel, that maybe I spend too much time inside this head of mine, and it is muddling me. Making me indecisive and confused about what I am thinking. I am unable to write anymore..I'm sipping coffee and munching "LAY'S" bloody i am working on five assignments which i have to submitted on ,2nd.January and the next on finance on 16th... I'm working ..for all. Though at this time i really feel like running away from this place ..my( M.O.P) faculty done his M.B.A from Wharton B-school ND his PhD. from Stanford...he is a big time..ASS.... i hate him. He spoiled all the new year plan..bhoo.. hoo ho... :((...newsy the buzz is that despite all this hectic.. schedule i take out time 2day to watch" Tare Zameen Par" ....wow..what a Gud movie ...Amair is a genies..as an ACTOR as well as A PRODUCER...ND that child artist done a superb... job...i love the movie ...it was gr8..i in fact.. shed few tears..all so..right now I'm attainding A run's call he's asking me about the post..curious mind...i told him to go ND read himself. I'm taking his help in asking few spellings ..he..he..he. He is one such a sweet- heart who ready too help 24 *7 hrs, nice fellow "GOD BLESS HIM" newsy i had an assignment to wind-up..so lemme go again ND start working. Rest I Write Latter. Bye:)

MERRY- XMASS

कोई दीवाना कहता है कोई पागल समझता है कोइ दीवाना कहता है कोइ पागल समझता है मगर धरती की बेचैनी को बस बादल समझता है तू मुझसे दूर कैसी है मैं तुझसे दूर कैसा हूँ यह तेरा दील समझता है यह मेरा दील समझता है मुहब्बत एक एहसासों की पावन सी कहानी है कभी कबीरा दीवाना था कभी मीरा दीवानी है यहाँ सब लोग कहते हैं मेरी आंखों में आँसू हैं जो तू समझे तो मोती हैं नही समझे तो पानी हैं

im still 2 find what happens

Human kind n human mind is something that is unpredictable. You love your parents, friends, siblings; you sometimes love everything around you. But sometimes you r just not satisfied. The feeling of incompleteness. Incomplete without some one. As your counterpart is missing. You then cant stand good things happening to even your dear ones. The rage of jealousy fills the body. And u lose control for moment. Then it doesn’t matter the person is your own family member , your dearest friend or any out sider. You find it hard to accept the way it is. ‘Why not me??’..And you are not able to find answer. It becomes crucial when it knocks your own doors. Your dear friend or your dear brother he is the one whom u envy. Yes you do though for minute. But you do. Thast human nature and human kind. seeking love everywhere around. a lil love offers allures him. And then they envy who has more share of it than them.Thats human blood. The unstoppable chains of restlessness,lil frustration for yourself, and of course the envious feeling.lil..But certainly there. Life offers more than you expect, but you expect it when you wish it.dont know how many lives have been drawn by this. How many have changed their attitude towards life by this. But the inevitable importance is unrecognized.untold, unknown. Every night has down. new hope. You rise. Face sun with full breath start new day but then again you meet another dear sister,brother or friend. And then you forget to laugh at yourself.

MANZIL AAUR MUSAAFIR?

"DHOONTHE PHIRTE HOON MEIN AI IQBAL,APNEY APP KO APP HEE GOYA MUSAAFIR APP HEE MANZIL HOON MEIN" (O Iqbal, i go about everywhere looking for myself as if i was the wayfarer aswell asthe destination)

UNKNOWN

Been quite smtime since i wrote smthin.. well hardly matters whn u don hve much of visitors ..nywys.. smtimes i guess jus da fact dat sm1 cares 4 u matters a lot.. evn whn it cms 4 a prson whom u hvnt seen or spoken to ...m too stupid nd nice for da wrld.... a case of wrong time nd wrong place .. guess m too outdated ..but well hve to live ...i survive..hve to smile .. i laugh..its pretty easy .. to not b wat u r.. aftr all.. da wrldz full of hipocrites.. nywyws...to all da pple i'll nevr meet ...i like u guys a lot..u r really d support which i hve alwz seeked.. n dat 2 at da right time whn i struggle to cope up wid lyf.. alwz d unknown 1 who listens to me ..makes me feel imp .n den makes me laugh MYSTIC POWER O:)... THANK YOU... letsee whn i write nxt ...

WHY PEOPLE ARE LIKE THAT??

Some people irritate me up to death. And I have to bear them. Why are they trying to be so much socially active??? Every one has own life and every one has right to live it as one wants to. I can understand suggestions those are out of care for friend. But that’s not enough for these people. They want to change all according to them; according to they wish us to be. How cheap, immature is that. Why they don’t let others to live their own life peacefully??? I have come across many. Not single. And I wonder how I stand them! They are so irritating. They insult you; say such things in every second sentence that you will never ever wonder some one can say. And I stand helpless. May be I think it’s even cheap and immature to answer them, or I just keep wondering how people can interfere so much in others lives though they don’t even have any right and any idea of what your facing, and what you want from life. Sick minds, rather immature minds. Or sick me! Who is yet to find way out of this puzzle, how to tackle with those who enter you life, your problems without your permission. Sometimes I get so much angry that I feel like slapping them or through them out of my life. But I never did that. Only reason I have social life. I can’t live without them because they are all around. And then I feel like laughing on my own situation. Helpless me. Poor me. Wretched, looking for shoulder to relax, and always left disappointed. Why? Why people are like this? Or may be I am insane. Who has more expectations from all relationships, more than they can afford. But in any of these cases, I am left irritated to death. Well hope I find solution to this soon. Because I hardly see any solution to change people’s minds and even my nature.

TWO THINGS

"Two Things only a man cannot hide: that he is drunk and that he is in love" "Love is like sunshine.it brings a golden glow to it's beholder`s face.And a warm feeling all over their body. it awaken the souls and opens eyes.And when its over,it leaves billion small memories called stars. To remind the world, that it still exists"

OF YOU

I close my eyes, See your face. Imagine your smile, Your tender embrace. I feel your kiss, So warm & true. My life is prefect, When i think of you. I open my eyes, And you are not here. I look out my window, Wishing you were near. Feeling pain so deep No where to run, No where to hide. Tormented & torn apart, But still it`s you That holds my heart. I close my eyes, Hear your voice Fall more in love, There is no choice. Imagine your laughter, Your passion too. What i would give now Just to hold on to you. Time goes by, Life moves on. And still you are My only one. I love you so, This much is true. My life is perfact, When i think of you.

MY FRIST LOVE

(Read somewhere just feel like putting here on my post after a long time ..writing..enjoi the post;) You make me strong You make me week I lose my breath I cannot speak I see your face I cannot hide The Wonderful feelings I feel inside I see your eyes Link an ignited fire I finally found My one desire It`s like a message From up above For the very first time I fell in love.