TIME is the MASTER

Sometimes I jst wonder how much time I spend(or kill !!!) doing things aimlessly or just attempting to do things that I know I wont be able to complete ... sometimes I just sit simply staring at the monitor thinking abt what I shud do...reminds me of the Cranberries song - 'ZOMBIE' ... sometimes I just watch the sprinkling of activities here at the workplace... ppl who r busy, some who r tensed, some who r deeply engrossed in their 'Analytical Thinking', and thr r some who r ... (u guessed it ...!!!) just looking around to see what others are doing... one of them just waves at me and asks 'Hey wht r u doing now ?' ... A**hole i am doing the same thing that u r doing right now...Huh..the travails of the empty mind ... I ping the guy who sits behind me for chatting... seems like he is busy in criss-crossing his view from the top to bottom of the screen...

A FLASH of events shake me up... the events just before the university exams... every second counted then ... ways to 'extract' time were being invented almost daily...some gys used to memorize the whole reading while sleeping... wonder whether they were dreaming or mumbling the whole night...

How things have changed... It seems like I have all the time in the world to KILL... I ALSO HAVE ALL THE DREAMS IN THE WORLD TO PURSUE... and in an instant i feel i have so less time to even think abt these things... the PRE_UNIV_EXAMS_DAYS r back... a sense of overwhelming gratitude comes to the fore that again I will be busy...i will again discover new ways of extracting time... new ways of concentrating upon things which now I feel I am jst struggling to offer a glance...

NEways its time again I resume my blogging with renewed vigour... its time again to admire the night sky and feel happy that a small insignificant part of the universe has dreams that even surpasses the whole universe...after all TIME is the master!!!

Ode to the Nice Guys

U usually hear all the stuff about how girls pour out their hearts to boys(their friends...) about their break-up(with their Boyfriends ofcourse ), wht they did the whole day(right from telling the stuff they saw on TV and even describing it)...and the poor guy has to put up with all these things with a smile and also make his friend(THE GAL!!!) happy...>>>BEEN IN THIS CLUB FOR THE PAST COUPLE OF YEARS<<< ... NEways found the following blog from a Homo Sapien of the Fairer Kind ... Read on...

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This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. For more read here....
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Need girls who can listen to us 'NICE GUYS!!!'

Jst squeezed out some time to jot down a few lines!!!

Well its just that I am going gr8 guns in my career... am glad abt it... right now in the middle of a critical project ... many more such modules coming in the next few months... its that phase of time that I am finding a new me and feeling brand new 'Insecurities' and also new Affirmations that after all this is me and I make my own destiny... In short I am now doing what I had planned out to do (Gr8 achievement...NAH!!!) ... well I am jst sailing in life... (earlier I was waiting for some tide to come in...HA HA )...

BTW just saw FORREST GUMP on dvd for the umpteenth time(still maintains the freshness & vividness :-) ) ...completed 2 chapters (and have also started implementing) from 'SEE U @ THE TOP - Zig Ziglar' ...I still read TINKLE (cant help it u know... i just feel so delighted @ the sight of it)... well thts it... time to go to my flat right now... (its almost past midnight...I heard a ghost haunts the big tamarind tree on the way to my apartment !!!)... C YA<<>>

Gone are the days....Evergreen Memories...

This is a lovely post. I was planning to post it a long time back bt cudnt do it. Today somebody else forwarded this to my mail. Brought back clear memories of a time not so long ago... the tests, the friends, the girls, the cricket matches, the disappointments, the gossips, the dreams, the feelings... of School Days... I can go on... NEways lemme revel in those wonderful moments again while u go thru' the following ... Surely will bring back a smile to ur lips .. SAVOUR IT!!!

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Evergreen Memories...

Gone are the days
When the school reopened in June, and we settled in our new desks and benches.

Gone are the days
When we queued up in book depot, and got our new books and notes.

Gone are the days
When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.

Gone are the days
We learnt writing with slates and pencils, and Progressed to fountain pens and ball pens and then Micro tips.

Gone are the days
We began drawing with crayons and evolved to Colour pencils and finally sketch pens.

Gone are the days
We started calculating first with tables and then with Clarke's tables and advanced to calculators and computers.

Gone are the days
When we chased one another in the corridors in intervals, and returned to the classrooms Drenched in sweat.

Gone are the days
When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors, Playgrounds, under the trees and even in cycle sheds.

Gone are the days
When all the colors in the world, Decorated the campus on the Second Saturdays.

Gone are the days
When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table, Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons.

Gone are the days
When cricket was played with writing pads as bats, And Neckties and socks rolled into balls.

Gone are the days
When few played "kabadi" and "Kho-Kho" in scorching sun, While others simply played "book cricket" in the Confines of Classroom.

Gone are the days
Of fights but no conspiracies, Of Competitions but seldom jealousy.

Gone are the days
When we used to watch Live Cricket telecast, in the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks.

Gone are the days
When few rushed at 3:45 to "Conquer" window seats in our School bus.

Gone are the days
While few others had "Big Fun", "pulippu muttai", "gulfi ice", "seeval ice !" and "pepsi !" at 4o Clock.

Gone are the days
Of Sports Day, and the annual School Day, and the one-month long preparations for them.

Gone are the days
Of the stressful Quarterly, Half Yearly and Annual Exams, And the most enjoyed holidays after them.

Gone are the days
Of tenth and twelfth standards, when we spent almost the whole year writing revision tests.

Gone are the days
We learnt, we enjoyed, we played, we won, we lost, we laughed, we cried, we fought, we thought.

Gone are the days
With so much fun in them, so many friends, So much experience, all this and more.

Gone are the days when we used to talk for hours with our friends.
Now we don't have time to say a HI.

Gone are the days when we played games on the road.
Now we code on the road with laptop.

Gone are the days when we saw stars shining at night.
Now we see stars when our code doesn't work.

Gone are the days when we sat to chat with friends on grounds.
Now we chat in chat rooms.....

Gone are the days where we studied just to pass.
Now we study to save our job

Gone are the days where we had no money in our pockets and fun filled on our hearts Now we have the atm as well as credit card but with an empty heart

Gone are the days where we shouted on the road.
Now we dont shout even at home

Gone are the days where we got lectures from all.
Now we give lectures to all... like the one I'm doing now....

Gone are the days But not the memories, which will be Lingering in our hearts for ever and ever and Ever and ever and.....

NO MATTER HOW BUSY YOU ARE, DONT FORGET TO LIVE THE LIFE THAT STILL EXISTS. IT WON’T BE THERE FOR EVER.