Monday, 30 March, 2009

Closure.....

Mera Kuch Saamaan Tumhare Paas Pada Hai
O O O ! Saavan Ke Kuch Bheege Bheege Din Rakhe Hain
Aur Mere Ik Khat Main Lipti Raat Padi Hai
Vo Raat Bhulaa Do,
Mera Vo Saamaan Lauta Do
Mera Kuch Saamaan Tumhaare Paas Pada Hai
Patjhad Hai Kcuh ... Hai Na ?
O ! Patjhas Main Kuch Patton Ke Girne Kee Aahat
Kaanon Main Ek Baar Pahan Ke Laut Aai Thee
Patajhad Kee Vo Saakh Abhi Tak Kaanp Rahi Hai
Vo Saakh Gira Do, Mera Vo Saamaan Lauta Do
Ek Akeli Chhataree Main Jab Aadhe Aadhe Bheeg Rahe The
Aadhe Sookhe Aadhe Geele,
Sukha To Main Le Aaye Thee
Geela Man Shayad Bistar Ke Paas Pada Ho
Vo Bhijwa Do, Mera Vo Saamaan Lauta Do
Ek So Sola Chaand Ki Ratain Ek Tumhare Kaandhe Ka Til
Geeli Mahendi Ki Khushbu,
Jhoot Mooth Ke Shikwe Kuch
Jhooth Mooth Ke Wade Sab Yaad Karaa Do
Sab Bhijwa Do,
Mera Vo Saamaan Lauta Do
Ek Ijaazat De Do Bas,
Jab Isako Dafanaaungee
Main Bhi Vaheen So Jaungee
Main Bhi Vaheen So Jaungee

Monday, 23 March, 2009

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Hey guys, you all must be wondering where have I vanished? I was here only but too busy/tired/preoccupied/bored to write....the following list you give you a sneak peak into my mind's state or state of mind......


  • I am so tired that I cannot type my password correctly...keep typing the wrong alphabets and GMail keeps showing error in red....grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..........
  • Even though my eyes are paining and I can feel a headache start at the temples, I feel to lazy to put on my specs....vanity, huh?

  • Waiting for over 2 hours just to get my pedicure done....it is so boring....I can never figure out quiet what to say to the girls in the beauty saloon...wish I had a book with me...isssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh........

  • Similar communication problem in aerobics class....for someone who thinks of herself as quiet friendly and approachable, I not doing too good a job in communicating...but the point is do I even want to talk to these women who are way better at aerobics than I am?....psssssttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt..................

  • Was I a member of the dark night in my last incarnation? If not then why cant I sleep at night when all others are snoring away......................shittttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt..............................
  • Sleepless nights are followed by sleepy days when all I want to do is curl up and go to sleep with a good book. How I wish......................

  • If I am part of one more meeting, I am going to start screaming....no not politely but at the top of my voice with all my impatience/irritation flowing out naturally........ I would love to see people's faces when I am done screaming..........hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe.........
  • I cannot deal with work related emails going round and round and seeking endless clarifications and explanations......after a couple of rounds these emails seem like stale coffee with lipstick in the rim of its cup.................urghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..........................
  • Someone drones on and on, something Very Important is being discussed.....but concentration eludes me.... words fade, faces blur, sleep comes to envelop me in its kind embrace...for a second or two I drift away....mmmm....suddenly from far way I feel the monotonous drone stop, eyes turn....shit they are all on me.....I struggle to wake up....trying to keep my face looking suitably businesslike and blank....errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr did they ask me a question.........errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr........................
  • Old songs makes me feel nostalgic and then I don't know quiet what to do with my nostalgia....call up friends, and talk about it? Or take a trip down the memory lanes on my own? Or just plain avoid it and carry on with the work I was doing..........Hmmmmmmmm.....................Pondering: Do I enjoy bits and parts of my life more in nostalgia, in posthumously and when they actually happen to me??????.....

Some likes and dislikes reinforced--

  • I hate being nagged...

  • I hate disruptions when I am concentrating....

  • I hate people preaching me patience when I am impatient to the extreme....

  • I do not take kindly to two friends being giggly and silly when I am not being able to do so.....

I know this is me, me and me, but what the hell this is my blog....hence the me factor with an oooooooooooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmmmmppppppppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Tuesday, 10 March, 2009

C and h


Siesta...

Found this snippet of a poem in today's newspaper...

Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun.
The Japanese dont care to, the Chinese would'nt dare to,
Hindus and Argentinies sleep firmly from twelve to one,
But Englishmen detest a siesta...
In Bengal, to move at all, is seldom if ever done,
But mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun.

Noel Coward