tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64895577297957450362011-04-22T01:45:14.496+05:30...the random thoughts...that so fall in a pattern ... known as me..!!kid_unltdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06050702690691889105noreply@blogger.comBlogger521100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6489557729795745036.post-64037227910078036382007-12-29T23:26:00.000+05:302008-01-03T14:58:26.092+05:30

Well all those who have been following the crap ...I have two requests..1. Your Comments are not only Welcomed.. they are required...Atleast.. I will get your viewpoint also.2. And I have moved !!!Yes, I got my own domain.. and have already setup the blog..www.kidunltd.comThanks !!kid

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Somewhere in January of 1995 : Going to a temple atop a hill in Shimla. It was a school trip. I was the youngest. As it was a school trip and we were actually not that old, our pockets and bags were actually filled with lot of stuff to eat. I particularly remember Poppins !! The way was infested with monkeys all over. I don't remember much, but I do remember this.One of the monkeys suddenly

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There are times when everything is going wrong...and there are times when everything just clicks...well for me... these days its the former one!!Friday morning, at work, I received a general Good Morning Forward from one of my friends. Usually I don't feel the need to respond to any of the forwards that I receive (sometimes I even delete them without reading them itself!!). But on that particular

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I was having this chat with du2 , below is a part from the conversation, that made me think.kid : My friend was washing clothes, and I told him, get married.du2 : You boys have the same mentality !!!...kid : And He said, "What will happen then, Now I am washing one's then I will wash two's !!"Later I went on thinking of that mentality statement. I don't what enticed me, what she was saying, was

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I have not changed,I am only taking a break,not from the people around,but from the life around.Trying to figure out things,trying to stock take,trying to keep myself busy,away from those thoughts.Have I changed,Maybe, I can't be sure,but the change in me,does not demean you.Its not that I don't need you,but its only that,I need my self with me.I need to figure some things out,get used to certain

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Whenever we are walking on a road, I usually get into this argument about which side of the road should we walk. The people who are with me, usually say on the left side (considering India or UK style, on which the traffic keeps on the left side). On asking them why, they usually say because thats the rule or some other lame reason.Whereas, I always say on the right side. Reason being, that on

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11:00 PM - Go to bed. Think 6-7 hours of sleep daily is must. Not more not less. Set alarm for 5:30 AM....5:02 AM - Wake up thinking something. Check the time. Tell your self you have to sleep till a minimum of 5:30. Go back to sleep....5:30 AM - Feel something is vibrating. (It must be the cell). Starting ofthe song "Dare You to Move" and it is put in snooze. (Still have 1Hr 10 mins to head out

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... there was a time,when we had nothing to talk...but we still used to find something,even if it is crap...just to spend time... now...there was a lotand I am surewe had a lot to talk..but we didn't...... Till the day we meet againIn my heart is where I'll keep you friend ...I will be missing you ...[-Puff Daddy, I'll be missing you]

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I don't know why I liked 'White Nights' in the first place. But as I was reading through it, something in it did bind me, that suddenly I was all respects for Dostoevsky.(Not that previously I hadn't any!!!). There was something in that story that appealed to me, I don't know what exactly. And I wanted to refer it to someone. Thinking back I don't really know why I didn't, but that doesn't matter

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My DreamLand is amazing,its just plain wonderful !!The 'simulations' based on theifs and buts.I am OK with reality,I tend to andhave learned totake it as it comes.Just to accept the norms of life.ButIts the mirage,which is createdwhen they merge,Which is painfuland am not able tocome to terms with !!!

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... and I wait for it to come,and when it comes,it goes by so fastthat ...and then when it hits me,that its over,I go back to line 1and start waiting all over again.Everyday I wanna pick up the phoneand tell you that you'reeverything and even more(Missing You - Case)But I know I can't !!!

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our lives are made in these small hours these little wonders, these twists & turns of fate time falls away, but these small hours, these small hours still remain let it slide, let your troubles fall behind you let it shine until you feel it all around you and i don't mind if it's me you need to turn to we'll get by, it's the heart that really matters in the end

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Aimlessly, Wandering around,Not being really sure where I am going,earlier I had the shelter aroundNow I just find them waiting for me on the sideways.Its strange, when others give you adviceand expect you to follow it,thinking they know what best for youwhile they allow someone else to makethe important decisions in there life.I wonder what intrigues themis it the path that I takeor is itthe

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I prefer traveling on the road, then any other kind of travel. Not by rail and not by flights. Given an option, I will always take a bus or a car. I guess when I look outside the window, with the world zipping by me, with me sitting away from all this , unaffected.It gives me a moment. To step aside, for a moment, take some time, away from whats going on, and reflect upon, whats going on, where

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Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board.For some they come in with the tide.For others they sail forever on the horizon,never out of sight, ...-Zora Neale Hurston

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We all reach a phase in our lives, when some of the people we know are not required, but are just there because they have been carried forward from the past. Even if some valuable time is spent with them, even if the memories are cherished, but as they emerge in front of you, now, the same warmth or closeness is not felt. Its then, when you realise, that that the role that person had played, is

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I wonder ...why in relationships, after some time, there is a full stop .... ora comma...and never dot dot dot !!! - borrowed from someone !!!

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Since long I have felt that whenever an Indian returns from abroad, after spending a couple of years there. The mind state in which he returns is usually the one in which he had left. It may have been updated with the Bollywood releases, but for a person who has hailed from the middle class back ground, he will usually ignore them to be for the rich and famous. During my flight back home, I came

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Well I have done funny things in life. I remember during school times, the chemistry lab was something different from me. There was one particular incident which I don't forget. During the study of AgCl3, I brought the solution home once. I don't remember what I was thinking !!!. Playing with the solution, I don't know what I intended to do. I did spill some of the solution on myself,

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The Wind like the SmallThe wind like the smallNever lets the sea smileWhenever awakeTroubles her for a whileMoving here and thereand the water behindIts like a motherafter her childAnd when the child tireshe stops and sleepsThe mother calms downand takes a sigh of relief.-dedicated to my mother

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I came across a Garfield Strip recently and I have added it here also (though without asking there permission !!)John wants to ask Liz for a stroll in the park, which he does ask. Liz replies very casually she would. So far so good. An expression of joy. But then what makes John ask the next question, Can I come along ?What was he thinking when he asked the question in the first place.I am sure,

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While I was coming to work, something just shot into my mind from the memory lanes.There was a cricket match between the Sri Lankans and Zimbabweans at the Harare Sports Club. Looking back hard I remember it was a Test Match. I was part of the Sports Club guys who had some duties assigned. One of them was the checking the right people are entering in the tobbacco stands, which were meant for the

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Is it hard to Say GoodBye ??It is harder for the person who is staying behind then compared for the person who is leaving. No doubt the person who is leaving, does feel the pain of parting, but the pain is subdued by the fact that there is something else for which he is leaving. There is something else which is going to replace what he had present. Though the replacement may not fill the shoes

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Its Holi soon, the festival of colors andGod must be a Painter, why else he would have so many colors in life !! ( A Beautiful Mind )So enjoy every color in the spectrum, and choose your favorite color to wear. The Rainbow is an interesting thing, it is not tangiable, but we all can see it. It shows all the colors in the spectrum, so that you can choose yours and also it allows you to find

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Its something interesting. Suddenly I am noticing it is everywhere. Before we go into a shop, take our meal, start work or infact start our day itself. The very time we think of something, there is this flow of imagination that is already taking place, and it leads to, no matter how hard we try, we have already perceived in our state of half knowledge, whats it gonna be like.Approaching a problem

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Well since childhood, I have like the taste of Diet Coke compared to the normal Coca-Cola. I was never able to explain why !! Even when we all would go out somewhere, and every one would order the normal drinks (including the gals) and would settle for the normal stuff, I will always give a try for the Diet one. Whenever I have returned with the Diet, I have been given curious looks, implying..

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It is said, in Dreams, all your senses are ...to some extend....active except the sense of smell. I agree with that. Of all my Dreams I remember, there is not a single one in which I remember smelling something. I remember seeing, feeling the temperatures, hearing, tasting but I don't remember any smell.For past some time, I have tried to work on my senses, when ever I remember to and also have

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Well to add on.. I remember.. during the last days of college.. when one by one.. people were heading home to start there life...All of us used to hear stories..about crying on the stations..on the bus stands.. when boarding the rickshaw ... It was like an era coming to an end.. and sure it did...and I used to wonder when we will go.. it will be the same...How will it feel ?? I used to think

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The fear. We all have different types of fears. But all the fears converge, in a way, to a one particular kind of fear. the Fear of Loosing. It is an emotion, which we all experience, for certain kind of things. A scenario where we may loose what we have. Those anxious moments before exams or sports, they are the fear of failure, the fear of loosing out your prestige in front of others and more

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SAHARA means support.Its funny how we took up the name. The whole story of just to have a name and which also goes along with BHAROSA meaning trust. But besides the name, there is nothing else a resultant from the association from the BHAROSA-iansSo what exactly is SAHARA??At best it can be described as an occult, with a total of 8 morons following the whatever there is to follow, at best can be

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Although my journey to here was pretty much uneventful, there is one incident, which has played a great role in shaping my thoughts of what I expect here.My flight here was almost 6 hours late (this is usually expected when you travel with the Air Lines) taking off 2 in the morning from the scheduled 8 the previous night The Airline staff had to arrange our dinner in one of the lounges. You would

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Well this was told by a friend way in school. I still think it is validto a great extend and besides it is funny !!I call it the BODMAS of gals after the early way of learning thepriorities of mathematical operations over each other, though actuallyit can be called only the DMAS of girls. So here it isGirls will causeDivision - of your moneyMultiplication - of your problemsAddition - of your

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I recently realised how obsessed I am with ... myself !! Does this mean that I am all self-centered. Lets just take it I am .. so it is something wrong ?? Do I need to improve it or it is just one of those small things that define me... things which are part of my Characteristic Equation which do not have a very high weight but they do shape up my day to day life ...Well this obsession, or

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I previously talked about Friendship and also I talked about Selfishness and how it is embedded in each one of our lives, so deep, that we dont even notice it. To add on to what I have previously talked about I just want to add on a line from the title song from the famous SitCom F.R.I.E.N.D.S"I will be there for you....b'coz you are there for me too !!"Simply summarizes all the obligations and

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If you can keep your head when all about youAre losing theirs and blaming it on you,If you can trust yourself when all men doubt youBut make allowance for their doubting too,If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,Or being hated, don't give way to hating,And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,If

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Out of the night that covers me,Black as the Pit from pole to pole,I thank whatever gods may beFor my unconquerable soulIn the fell clutch of circumstancesI have not winced nor cried aloud.Under the bludgeonings of changeMy head is bloody, but unbowed.Beyond this place of wrath and tearsLooms but the Horror of the shade,And yet the menace of the yearFinds, and shall find, me unafraid.It matters

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Interesting time I am going through.. somewhat like a crossroad.. but its a strange kind...you would remember I talked about ego and also I talked about choices one had to make.. remember the boy.. who will try even if he wont achieve it..??Taking a decision to start is easy...but what happens when you are half way through...do you snap..or do you keep on continue..when do you stop ??There is

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Why do I feel the way I do.. My heart is heavy.. again..something has irked deep down.. but am unable to understand..what! Why do I keep on having expectations.. yet repeatedly I give to advice to others.. not to expect anything from anyone.Why does minute things irk me.. which others are not bothered even about. Am I so emotional ?Almost each day, I have tried to understand the various reasons..

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Well..with all the crap..lets have something interesting.. I think it is funny..Traveled as I have...and the different places, schools, cultures I have been through..I have been addressed with a whole variety of different names.. thought it could be funny and interesting if I you know.I have also tried to give reasons also.. they are solely of why I think they were given to me.When I was in

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Did you know...??I Like U...what does it mean ??Well it means Who are you !!This is a special case, in which I Like U has a meaning that is way away from normal interpretation. The method by which it is concluded can be very controversial, but if a little thought is given, it makes a lot of sense, atleast to me it does.What do you think two strangers meet, they talk about ?When two people meet

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A gal and A boy of the same age, A gal is likely to be more matured !At first I disagreed, then I agreed and now I disagree again, infact I will correct it.A gal of lesser age than a boy, still the girl is likely to be more matured !!Think again...if the gal clearly knows it can't be done, she wont will..as you will agree ... no sane person will. The gals know exactly what they want, they can

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A Friend in needIs a Friend indeed !!The most famous qoute about friendship...and the most selfless nature of our lifes..and still it potrays vast amount of selfishness. We constantly require people to be there when we need them the most. We always expect that our best friends will be there...when we are in the worst!Its fair enough to expect that ... but is not selfish to condemn the one who is

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What's it about the mountains ... that draws me towards themThe clouds around, its just mystic ...i get the feeling of being what I can be...The same insight that draws back from a long time..of being above the world and oblivious to what is beneath...The clouds..also cover whats above.. they allow me to just be there.. in the moment...and absorb whats around me...in the moment.. where I can be

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I long for ...the warmth of ...Days gone bywhen you were mineand now those days are memories of time!!Life's emptywithout you... by my sideMy heart belongs to you...No matter what I try !!!4 Season's of lonileness -- BOYZIIMEN

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Islamabad : I was almost born there...almost...but physically almost, so I am told. I have no memories of watsoever. What do you expect in the few early months of my life. No this is not My HomeTownDelhi : Early days of my life, which I remember. The way I used to run around the way I used to trouble people. Getting hurt, crying and then reaching home...all the experiments with myself...lucky I

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The juice is more important...its healthy ...its tasty..and lasts long. But I like ice-cream..even though..I will have to rush and eat it.. it may mess my clothes also...and maybe my health..but I like ice-cream better!! I know juice is nice, its gud..but so is ice-cream.. I chose Ice-Cream...It was a wrong decision...no it was just a choice...or a simple matter of priority...may be not...it was

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...the wind is blowing...on my face...drenched in rain i look up in the sky. Funny how somethings dont change...and some things do. Still the sky is dark at nite.. grey when it rains..still the droplets of rain coming down..are not seen...and still I am wet...The river is flowing like somebody has asked it to go away...or some loved one is calling ..and he is rushing through to it..funny how we

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Heart of an Human Soul...so Stupid it is!!!Spends a little time with...and think his it is !!!Heart of an Human Soul...so Shrewd it is !!!Tell you a million lies...and asks you to find the reason behind it !!!

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The Question was..If one thing you wanna take away from me .. what would it be.... there were always two meanings of it.. Some would take .. what thing is that u envy.. and will take it for urself....other better and dear mortals would want to take the worst thing of mine...so that I be a better human..One of the replies was Ego !!I was not able to place the answer, whether the person took the

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What happened to the zeal...which was there deep down inside asking you to take care...to achieve..to overcome..the fear thats been naggin you for some time...how do you confront them or is better to just shy away ?Who has to take charge..or is there a right time to take charge...Shall I just live my life on a daily routine...but i have to do something.. to wander in the unchartered land...

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Had been waiting, to set my self loose...what better way then to climb in the wilderness, on something challenging...yet some thing beautiful...The curtains were there..with the initial scare of the sky crying down.. oh what a pity...but it was not the way...things had to turn out.... I had to runaway.. and sure I did..What was it like.. when you are again at the world's view.. with the sun on ur

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Does age matter ??Eyes wide opened ...when the number comes out.. why ?Is maturity directly propotional to your age..or what was it..."maturity is directly propotional to the amount of humiliation you can tolerate."Suddenly the expectations are high...people realise things have been achieved pretty early in life...Is it pure luck, or all in born talent or may be the opprtunities utilised well !!

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