MY KIND OF GUY....
As the sun rises each day
opening my eyes
to see your ever smiling face cheerful and gay
a heart so warm and nice
Each time i meet you
the world around me is lost
my life beginning all new
when rain is hot and sun is a cold frost
Those consoling words a warm smile
ever helping hands and an assuring presence
the affection you showered on me even when away by a mile
your absence made me tensed for no real sense
you are one of the few or should i say the only one
to lighten up my world as well as my mind
the sturdy love and support you have always shown
a love i never was able to find
when i cry you made up the most to make me happy
when i laughed you too joined me
you listened patiently at my words when i was snappy
but then never really you left me anytime even mentally
You as a guy listened to my blabbering
always pushed up me up when i was down
never really tired of encouraging
always cheering even when i was in a frown
No more words to describe because you are more than what you are
why should i ever lie
when you are all my relations rolled into one friend, parents, brother or even sister
when i really think... though you are an imagination... you are my kind of guy
schoolmates... and me...
12 years... of freshness and love
Friday, December 7, 2007
Thursday, December 6, 2007
THE FINAL FIRST EXPERIENCE…
As the clock struck eleven I found myself getting ready for something I was least interested. The date was 4th December. It was all due to the continuous forcing of my mom and the persistent request from my aunt that made me get ready for whatever nonsense it was. According to them it would be a new experience for me. I just said,” BAH! Whatever “and went off. I was still chuckling to myself thinking that this particular event might be useful considering that it had my favorite stuff in it….FOOD!!! Oh yeah guess I forgot the point to mention what I am talking about…. Well the event was a cookery contest in which my aunt was participating and she needed me to accompany her. The tragically comic part is that I being a girl knew nothing about cooking except of course eating food… and I knew absolutely nothing as to how a kitchen looks. With all this confusion I got down to the car and gave a hand to my aunt and away we went to a land unknown to me…
After an hour or so we reached the particular venue and I carried the items prepared by aunt into the hall. I was in for a shock that there were like more than hundred entries. I saw so many ladies young, old, college going students why even kids running here and there. I was just stunned. My aunt just smiled and got into a casual conversation with an old lady in the front. I was still sulking for coming. Slowly positions were given and we went and sat next to the allotted seat. Time was moving very slowly and what frustrated me more was that none of my friends were replying to my messages in my mobile. Suddenly a loud voice rang in the hall. An overly excited woman was screaming in the mike. She said that the formal opening has not yet started and said some health doctor had come to give us tips to live healthy. I just groaned inwards. This was just terrible. People started pouring in. It was more than one competition so the amount of participants was just too much. I just continued staring at my watch looking for any signs of starting the event. Everywhere people were talking about nothing but what they had cooked for the competition and top of this the doctor could not hide his excitement in giving the lecture and started giving us laughter therapy. Finally the announcement came asking the participants to assemble their items and my aunt rushed. After what seemed a long ten minutes they were all asked to stop and take their seats. Believe it or not I have never before seen a tenser and excited atmosphere… everyone was behaving like a bunch of school kids. The judges finally arrived to decide and only then did I come to know that from the initial number ten… mind you just ten were to be selected for the next on he spot cooking contest and from that the final five were to be selected for the last round of quiz. The winner will be given the title SAMAYAL RANI (COOKING QUEEN) 2007. All eyes were hovering around the three judges. One was a TV celebrity cook and the other two were chefs from two famous hotels. Each started at different positions and began tasting every single dish. I looked at them enviously as my mouth began to water at the sight of the variety displayed. My aunt was constantly asking me to go and see all the displays for which I surprisingly said no. Well actually I was a bit lazy to move around but then the organizers were asking us to be seated since the judges were on the round. While the judging was on one side questions were given to the audience… but still my aunt was expectantly looking at the judge. What was bothering her and as a matter of fact even me was that the judge stood at my aunts table for a long time looking at it earnestly. This gave my aunt shivers down the spine… after sometime another judge was also called to that place. This was more than enough for my aunt who with a worried or rather an excited look asked me what they might be doing. I asked her not to get tensed and I could here murmurs next to me that the judges might have liked the items. It was rather a long time before the decision was given….. My aunt was in the top ten!!!! When they called out her name she couldn’t believe her ears and was unable to move. I just smiled and literally pushed her onto the stage. Here they gave the rules for the next round and asked the corresponding helpers of the participants to clear the tables for the next competition. It then dawned onto me that the helper for my aunt was none other then me so I reluctantly got up. Suddenly a group or rather a mob….no… it was more like a stampede of ladies came in front of my aunt’s tables blocking my entrance. What shocked me was that the items were fast disappearing from the table into each of their mouths, hands and pockets. I decided it was time to intervene and so I pushed all and got behind and started clearing the table (I just hated this job). But it still did not stop….people still came and started congratulating me!!!! I politely said it was my aunt and not me and all they said,” Oh its ok… no problem could we have a taste??” This entire visit was just for eating….irritating in fact when I opened a box for a single person a million of hands just went into it in the blink of an eye. That’s it I thought its time I had my share so I took a bite also. From the corner of my eye I could see some ladies glum looking because of the empty tables in front of their eyes coming towards my side. Without wasting any moment I dumped everything into the bags not worrying about any breakage and rushed to find a seat. So the ten were ushered out of the hall… and the rest of us became the audience for the next event in which people had to sing songs that contained food stuff. See I never mind bad voice but then this show was the most irritating as people of as usual different age groups came and did something worse than bathroom singing. By bathroom singing I mean that the voice might be bad enough to shatter ear drums but there will be the original tune of the song somewhere in that braying. But this was like no tune bad voice and worse… songs that did not get into the rules of the contest. And the participants never ever wanted to leave the stage… think they thought we loved the show…. But then I do not mean I sing that great because there were quite a few enthusiastic grannies who sang beautifully. Ah old is gold any time….
It was then the usual quizzing session for the audience but this time there were questions for the participants of the group event where interestingly a male compulsorily had to be in the team. Oh by the way the show was getting aired on a TV channel so I was glad that there was some use in coming. The events continued in its own pace hosted by the shrill lady… as I turned to see my watch I realized that it was already more than four hours since I landed here. I was frustrated since my mobile did not have any charge and the second round of my aunt’s competition was still not completed. Just as I was thinking this I saw the ten selected coming in with their dishes. Hmmm everything was of my favorite item-POTATO!!! As I looked at my aunt’s face I could see a tinge of dissatisfaction and disappointment. The judges resumed their work but this time they stood at each dish for a long time and commenting on it. My aunt after all this did not come and sit next to me but was looking out for the announcement of the five finalists. Well that came after an hour and well unfortunately my aunt did not make it. She said yeah it is possible because the judges said that the shape was not uniform and laughed at her own tension. So finally it was all over and phew… six hours in that place was more than enough for me. I took the things brought by my aunt and put it in the car. It was then she said that she was feeling a bit dejected that it was just a small mistake that did not allow her to enter the final round. Yes it was tension that cost the shape and the marks. As the car continued its long journey back home I made a decision… yes a final one!!!! After this particular day I realized that I would never again accompany any such cookery contest…. Well yeah but then this was a new stuff and it was just like another contest. But then six hours of sitting in a hall right in the middle of a variety of food…. Looking at the delicious dishes not able to even look at them and food being one of my favorite stuff I cannot leave it. I love to experiment with food… a weakness maybe. But then this was too much to take so it was with a heavy sigh and a happy heart that I decided that this would be my final first experience with not being able to eat when food is right in front of my eyes……
BURP!!! Excuse me :P
As the clock struck eleven I found myself getting ready for something I was least interested. The date was 4th December. It was all due to the continuous forcing of my mom and the persistent request from my aunt that made me get ready for whatever nonsense it was. According to them it would be a new experience for me. I just said,” BAH! Whatever “and went off. I was still chuckling to myself thinking that this particular event might be useful considering that it had my favorite stuff in it….FOOD!!! Oh yeah guess I forgot the point to mention what I am talking about…. Well the event was a cookery contest in which my aunt was participating and she needed me to accompany her. The tragically comic part is that I being a girl knew nothing about cooking except of course eating food… and I knew absolutely nothing as to how a kitchen looks. With all this confusion I got down to the car and gave a hand to my aunt and away we went to a land unknown to me…
After an hour or so we reached the particular venue and I carried the items prepared by aunt into the hall. I was in for a shock that there were like more than hundred entries. I saw so many ladies young, old, college going students why even kids running here and there. I was just stunned. My aunt just smiled and got into a casual conversation with an old lady in the front. I was still sulking for coming. Slowly positions were given and we went and sat next to the allotted seat. Time was moving very slowly and what frustrated me more was that none of my friends were replying to my messages in my mobile. Suddenly a loud voice rang in the hall. An overly excited woman was screaming in the mike. She said that the formal opening has not yet started and said some health doctor had come to give us tips to live healthy. I just groaned inwards. This was just terrible. People started pouring in. It was more than one competition so the amount of participants was just too much. I just continued staring at my watch looking for any signs of starting the event. Everywhere people were talking about nothing but what they had cooked for the competition and top of this the doctor could not hide his excitement in giving the lecture and started giving us laughter therapy. Finally the announcement came asking the participants to assemble their items and my aunt rushed. After what seemed a long ten minutes they were all asked to stop and take their seats. Believe it or not I have never before seen a tenser and excited atmosphere… everyone was behaving like a bunch of school kids. The judges finally arrived to decide and only then did I come to know that from the initial number ten… mind you just ten were to be selected for the next on he spot cooking contest and from that the final five were to be selected for the last round of quiz. The winner will be given the title SAMAYAL RANI (COOKING QUEEN) 2007. All eyes were hovering around the three judges. One was a TV celebrity cook and the other two were chefs from two famous hotels. Each started at different positions and began tasting every single dish. I looked at them enviously as my mouth began to water at the sight of the variety displayed. My aunt was constantly asking me to go and see all the displays for which I surprisingly said no. Well actually I was a bit lazy to move around but then the organizers were asking us to be seated since the judges were on the round. While the judging was on one side questions were given to the audience… but still my aunt was expectantly looking at the judge. What was bothering her and as a matter of fact even me was that the judge stood at my aunts table for a long time looking at it earnestly. This gave my aunt shivers down the spine… after sometime another judge was also called to that place. This was more than enough for my aunt who with a worried or rather an excited look asked me what they might be doing. I asked her not to get tensed and I could here murmurs next to me that the judges might have liked the items. It was rather a long time before the decision was given….. My aunt was in the top ten!!!! When they called out her name she couldn’t believe her ears and was unable to move. I just smiled and literally pushed her onto the stage. Here they gave the rules for the next round and asked the corresponding helpers of the participants to clear the tables for the next competition. It then dawned onto me that the helper for my aunt was none other then me so I reluctantly got up. Suddenly a group or rather a mob….no… it was more like a stampede of ladies came in front of my aunt’s tables blocking my entrance. What shocked me was that the items were fast disappearing from the table into each of their mouths, hands and pockets. I decided it was time to intervene and so I pushed all and got behind and started clearing the table (I just hated this job). But it still did not stop….people still came and started congratulating me!!!! I politely said it was my aunt and not me and all they said,” Oh its ok… no problem could we have a taste??” This entire visit was just for eating….irritating in fact when I opened a box for a single person a million of hands just went into it in the blink of an eye. That’s it I thought its time I had my share so I took a bite also. From the corner of my eye I could see some ladies glum looking because of the empty tables in front of their eyes coming towards my side. Without wasting any moment I dumped everything into the bags not worrying about any breakage and rushed to find a seat. So the ten were ushered out of the hall… and the rest of us became the audience for the next event in which people had to sing songs that contained food stuff. See I never mind bad voice but then this show was the most irritating as people of as usual different age groups came and did something worse than bathroom singing. By bathroom singing I mean that the voice might be bad enough to shatter ear drums but there will be the original tune of the song somewhere in that braying. But this was like no tune bad voice and worse… songs that did not get into the rules of the contest. And the participants never ever wanted to leave the stage… think they thought we loved the show…. But then I do not mean I sing that great because there were quite a few enthusiastic grannies who sang beautifully. Ah old is gold any time….
It was then the usual quizzing session for the audience but this time there were questions for the participants of the group event where interestingly a male compulsorily had to be in the team. Oh by the way the show was getting aired on a TV channel so I was glad that there was some use in coming. The events continued in its own pace hosted by the shrill lady… as I turned to see my watch I realized that it was already more than four hours since I landed here. I was frustrated since my mobile did not have any charge and the second round of my aunt’s competition was still not completed. Just as I was thinking this I saw the ten selected coming in with their dishes. Hmmm everything was of my favorite item-POTATO!!! As I looked at my aunt’s face I could see a tinge of dissatisfaction and disappointment. The judges resumed their work but this time they stood at each dish for a long time and commenting on it. My aunt after all this did not come and sit next to me but was looking out for the announcement of the five finalists. Well that came after an hour and well unfortunately my aunt did not make it. She said yeah it is possible because the judges said that the shape was not uniform and laughed at her own tension. So finally it was all over and phew… six hours in that place was more than enough for me. I took the things brought by my aunt and put it in the car. It was then she said that she was feeling a bit dejected that it was just a small mistake that did not allow her to enter the final round. Yes it was tension that cost the shape and the marks. As the car continued its long journey back home I made a decision… yes a final one!!!! After this particular day I realized that I would never again accompany any such cookery contest…. Well yeah but then this was a new stuff and it was just like another contest. But then six hours of sitting in a hall right in the middle of a variety of food…. Looking at the delicious dishes not able to even look at them and food being one of my favorite stuff I cannot leave it. I love to experiment with food… a weakness maybe. But then this was too much to take so it was with a heavy sigh and a happy heart that I decided that this would be my final first experience with not being able to eat when food is right in front of my eyes……
BURP!!! Excuse me :P
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Its a Lonely Rugged Road(The lonesome Cowboy)
My horse heaved and grunted
As the west wind slapped my face
I pulled up my boots and mounted
Between time and me it was a race
The dust dancing before us
forming pictures of my past
that was rich and glorious
I kicked and started riding fast
It was a journey that had no end
a perilous one to run away my life
to get away from my enemies and friends
after all i had lost my wife
As twilight creeped in
shadows loomed large as i stopped in my tracks
a thorn cut my shin
sweating i began to have my flashbacks
Once upon a time a great marksman was i
respected all over the west
Nothing evil escaped my skillful eye
I was cosidered the best
I had everything i could ask for
The most beautiful and loving girl as my better half
Good friends and enemies for sure
All the days were a good laugh
Being on top is never permanent
Obstacles push you down
For me it was devil himself sent
It was the beginning of all the frowns
All turned in the wrong way
it began as usual in the morning
it was just another normal day
i rode to the bar happily singing
An arch-rival drinking beer
stared at me and took out the gun
i took my rifle and without any fear
shot as he broke into a run
He entered my cottage
and all hell broke loose
My wife became his hostage
A right shot i had to choose
What went wrong i do not know
But the bullet through my wife went
OH!he laughed at my failure throw
and through the town the message he sent
People shocked at my act
stopped their daily jobs
no one knew how to react
but a passing remark i heard i was a dirty slob
Nobody thought his part in this
it was all his show
The town was just talking of my one fatal miss
it was a great blow
My fame was blown away all in a moment
all in one shot i was shunned
people thought i would be a torment
away from the town i was turned
I silently riding now on my horse
could only think one thing
Fame is nothing but remorse
On the top with everything
Its our ability to keep it intact
to accept things as they are
People point out the mistakes and thats a fact
Whether the greatest but never perfect you are
I for the first target i missed
lost all the love and respect i had
lost my people lost the only gal i ever kissed
lost my town i was branded bad
I rode on the lonely rugged road
never to know to what joy
to which place i would forget this heavy heart load
i rode endlessly... i was the lonely cowboy
BAD....... :P :'(
My horse heaved and grunted
As the west wind slapped my face
I pulled up my boots and mounted
Between time and me it was a race
The dust dancing before us
forming pictures of my past
that was rich and glorious
I kicked and started riding fast
It was a journey that had no end
a perilous one to run away my life
to get away from my enemies and friends
after all i had lost my wife
As twilight creeped in
shadows loomed large as i stopped in my tracks
a thorn cut my shin
sweating i began to have my flashbacks
Once upon a time a great marksman was i
respected all over the west
Nothing evil escaped my skillful eye
I was cosidered the best
I had everything i could ask for
The most beautiful and loving girl as my better half
Good friends and enemies for sure
All the days were a good laugh
Being on top is never permanent
Obstacles push you down
For me it was devil himself sent
It was the beginning of all the frowns
All turned in the wrong way
it began as usual in the morning
it was just another normal day
i rode to the bar happily singing
An arch-rival drinking beer
stared at me and took out the gun
i took my rifle and without any fear
shot as he broke into a run
He entered my cottage
and all hell broke loose
My wife became his hostage
A right shot i had to choose
What went wrong i do not know
But the bullet through my wife went
OH!he laughed at my failure throw
and through the town the message he sent
People shocked at my act
stopped their daily jobs
no one knew how to react
but a passing remark i heard i was a dirty slob
Nobody thought his part in this
it was all his show
The town was just talking of my one fatal miss
it was a great blow
My fame was blown away all in a moment
all in one shot i was shunned
people thought i would be a torment
away from the town i was turned
I silently riding now on my horse
could only think one thing
Fame is nothing but remorse
On the top with everything
Its our ability to keep it intact
to accept things as they are
People point out the mistakes and thats a fact
Whether the greatest but never perfect you are
I for the first target i missed
lost all the love and respect i had
lost my people lost the only gal i ever kissed
lost my town i was branded bad
I rode on the lonely rugged road
never to know to what joy
to which place i would forget this heavy heart load
i rode endlessly... i was the lonely cowboy
BAD....... :P :'(
Saturday, December 1, 2007
SOUNDS OF SILENCE
With a flutter and a chirp the bird flew high in the sky
passing what seemed an endless path of sand
Not a soul to laugh to speak or even to cry
the bird flew over a strange land
The sun scorched the ground
as the earth drank the last drop
the wind blowing over the sand mounds
the silence just dint stop
The bird now flew over a forest
The trees majestically stood
hatchlings crying from the nests
leaves rustled among the woods
The predator stalking its prey stealthily
the prey innocently eating not knowing the danger
silence prevailed endlessly
one movement and the prey silenced forever
As the enormous sea rippled silently
the bird saw the sun dipping below
suddenly the waters lashed as the dolphins danced beautifully
the gulls and the other birds joined the show
It all happened too fast
the darkness engulfed everything in its path
All the noise and beauty was the past
silent as the graveyard was the sea among the night's wrath
The bird continued its journey in its own pace
The snow clad peaks brightly shone
cold wind blew on its face
the mountains the king under the moon
Footprints of the howling wolves on the snow
the trees laden with ice
The almost frozen river continued its flow
the bird a silent spectator flew back in a trice
Rising royally the sun on an early dawn
the dew dangling on the leaves
the bird wakes up with a yawn
and slowly sighs and heaves
Smiling at the nature and its beauty
in what seemed the silent way
the shows that were pretty
and that lit up every day
About the bird i know not
but its our very own duty
to give about nature a thought
not to destroy and build its fury
Enjoy whatever that is around us
It is a beautiful gift in every little sense
To be among it is what thats really priceless
It is not an everyday thing...its the sounds of silence
CHEERS
With a flutter and a chirp the bird flew high in the sky
passing what seemed an endless path of sand
Not a soul to laugh to speak or even to cry
the bird flew over a strange land
The sun scorched the ground
as the earth drank the last drop
the wind blowing over the sand mounds
the silence just dint stop
The bird now flew over a forest
The trees majestically stood
hatchlings crying from the nests
leaves rustled among the woods
The predator stalking its prey stealthily
the prey innocently eating not knowing the danger
silence prevailed endlessly
one movement and the prey silenced forever
As the enormous sea rippled silently
the bird saw the sun dipping below
suddenly the waters lashed as the dolphins danced beautifully
the gulls and the other birds joined the show
It all happened too fast
the darkness engulfed everything in its path
All the noise and beauty was the past
silent as the graveyard was the sea among the night's wrath
The bird continued its journey in its own pace
The snow clad peaks brightly shone
cold wind blew on its face
the mountains the king under the moon
Footprints of the howling wolves on the snow
the trees laden with ice
The almost frozen river continued its flow
the bird a silent spectator flew back in a trice
Rising royally the sun on an early dawn
the dew dangling on the leaves
the bird wakes up with a yawn
and slowly sighs and heaves
Smiling at the nature and its beauty
in what seemed the silent way
the shows that were pretty
and that lit up every day
About the bird i know not
but its our very own duty
to give about nature a thought
not to destroy and build its fury
Enjoy whatever that is around us
It is a beautiful gift in every little sense
To be among it is what thats really priceless
It is not an everyday thing...its the sounds of silence
CHEERS
class(y)mates
yeah this blog was created immediately after my first year of college... college was an entire new life for me... everything was different... i am Right now as of to day 1st dec 2007 i am in my second year of chemical engineering....
So what is the above picture....??? They are my classmates DUH!!!! the best....
The pic was taken in the beginning of this year so actually now...we have become more monkeyish... not in looks.... but our behaviour :D
well nothing really is coming into my head now... so chuck it... just wanna say...
Three cheers to my classmates...
love you all ;o)
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