Amazingly I Am

Just a random thought which came to my mind after reading some lines written by a friend, so thought of putting them into words..hoping he doesnt mind! If life was to convert a friend into lover I would be the worst sufferer Warmth of the friend, the comfort I gather Parting with that, I am going farther Congestion created, minds regretting Mixed up emotions, I am fretting Leave the thought, keep on repenting Life is no more so friendly! If life was to convert lover into a friend It could be possible but I can't understand Different forms into one mindset Crowning the thought, everything's unrest Truth and faith, hope and belief All scattered and making me grieve Blending two things incomparable Life is no more so stable! Giving the respect which the relation deserve I guess that's why I have to conserve Line between the two stands in question Mending the ways will solve all the tension Perfect if the conversion lead to a solution A friend or lover whoever is the selection

I was in a bus with a ticket but the irony of having a ticket and the journey is somewhat weird and crazy. Let me make some sense out of what I am trying to tell u. Hope u understand!! When I started the journey, even though I had a place to sit in the bus.. n even though I was sitting but I was actually not sitting where I should have been sitting.. Let c if I can make u understand.. There is leg space between two seats in the bus..right.. Now someone kept his suitcase blocking the leg space and a lady was sitting next to my allotted seat. I came and put my bag on that suitcase and went to get water. When I came back (for which I had to climb through the drivers place as there was no place to even stand anywhere in the bus.. it was so over crowded). Somehow when I managed to reach the allotted seat of mine, some guy was sitting on that place. He claimed that seat to be his and I fought with him just to find that lady was occupying my place actually. But because there wasn't any

Splash! The emotions fell like the water She realised this was not the only starter Soul was hungry, so was the mind En route on this magical mystery tour She gathered the thoughts and prepared the outline Picking up the pebbles and pelting them aside She was striding with puddle of thoughts inside Knowing what lies ahead on the long road Taking every step with eyes closed Touched with the love which was unknown She kept on moving to find those thrones Wanting to capture the beauty in her mind She opened the eyes and oh what she find Yet to be captured is her dream beside Is this the man? she kept questioning all the while Putting that feeling on the edge Left without any choices, she moved ahead Trying to understand her only quest Empowering that feeling and detaining the rest This was the time to settle down and test Make some crucial decisions on the path which is set Connecting with others she was ready to bet Finally she is going to celebrate the fest Looking at the lock hanging i

Nursery Rhymes we Didn't have as kids.......... Mary had a little pig, She kept it fat and plastered; And when the price of pork went up, She shot the little bastard. ******************** MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB Her father shot it dead. Now it goes to school with her, Between two slices of bread.. ******************** JACK AND JILL Went up the hill To have a little fun. Stupid Jill forgot the pill And now they have a son. ******************** SIMPLE SIMON met a Pie man going to the fair.. Said Simple Simon to the Pie man, 'What have you got there?' Said the Pie man unto Simon, 'Pies, you Dumb Ass' ******************** HUMPTY DUMPTY sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the kings' horses, And all the kings' men. Had scrambled eggs, For breakfast again.. ******************** HEY DIDDLE, DIDDLE the cat took a piddle, All over the bedside clock. The little dog laughed to see such fun. Then died of electric shock. ******************** GEORGIE POR

Reaching at a place which seems so far Saying a little prayer coz I want the shinning star Hoping my dreams to materialize Climbing hard to reach at the top, I fantasize Having joy and fun while I create the scene This is my world for you to live in Hold on to what I say tonight Your patience will not go waste, just try Listen to the wind which passes by It will tell you how much I want to fly Open the door and let me leave Breathe only for those living dreams Success or failure is part of the cream Let me taste whichever is clean I beseech On the Spotless road where I trade My dreams with the victory on the scale Unmeasured and without any weigh Not a mirage which I generate Not a place where I want to stay But in the rays of those who pray Covering the distance left in the range Walking with the pace not so strange One moment of time and I hail Scrapping the word stop from trail This risk is already taken Leading to failure, I am not shaken This is not the ending, I am awake Arriving

Left, right, back and front Step ahead, move, shift and turn Did you fail? Yes! then start afresh No! then try all over again Learn when you lift your feet to walk Grasp when you put it back in action Gravity will save you from falling Friction will keep you holding Determined to discover, keep on moving Hurdles will give you the strength Patience should never be at length Success is waiting at the end Plan with the practical virtuosity And let your soul be incarnated!

Awake, finally I can see This whole new world around me Created and formed Grown from the seed into tree Picked and chosen Separated from the dust and free Left and forgotten Time which was morose and acerbic Preserved and embalmed Bitter but the sweet memories Magical and illusory Detached with the foregone history Protected and assembled My only possession, if I can mention This life, owed to ones I remember Trembling but determined I take a step and enter Into the new world where I surrender

If it's next to never, its not forever Waiting for the moment to start Pain grows more and more all together This love could last now or never Inhale the smoke but don't exhale Let the breath go in and not come out Remove the past and live in present This thought could last now or never Wake up and understand this illusion Dream but don't come to any conclusion Turn your path and walk towards the fire This victory could last now or never!

It’s like a dream, I am afraid to wake up from It’s like ice-cream, I am afraid to let it melt It’s like the lights, I am afraid to put them off It’s like following those footsteps, I am afraid to leave behind Holding it close enough, I am afraid to whisper Words touching on the lips, I am afraid to murmur Stuck with this world, I am afraid to sleep Reason that I need, I am afraid to figure it The only thing required, I am not afraid to give Blowing in the direction of the wind, I am not afraid to live Finding words for the right moment, I am not afraid to pick Hurting the body and the soul, I am not afraid to forgive Years those passed by, I am afraid to look back at them Moving ahead, I am afraid to be all alone on the stand Shadows behind and around, I am afraid to fight them Jeopardizing the life, I am afraid to loose that hand Changing the world around me, I am not afraid to take the risk Deciding at the last moment, I am not afraid to work on it Starting from the scratch, I am no

2008 action film...directed by Timur Bekmambetov starring James McAvoy, Angelina Jolie, Morgan Freeman, Thomas Kretschmann and Terence Stamp is a movie which is partly inspired by the comic series by the name 'Wanted'. This movie is about elite assassins, which follow the 'Fraternity' formed thousands years ago (hee hee) to kill the people whose name appear through the Loom of Fate(Whao), a loom that gives the names of the target's through binary codes hidden in the weaving errors of the fabric. Discontent with his life, Mr. Wesley Gibson (James McAvoy) is taken over by this Fraternity's head Sloan (Mogan Freeman). Fox (Angelina Jolie) is the women who is given the charge to train Wesley. After his training is complete, its now his turn to assassinate a man called Cross who is pictured to have killed the father of Wesley. Well if nothing else, but something like seeing a weakling turn into the strongest person was kind of liberating. Wesley tries to find his ide

"Where I’ve grown up, they try to keep me from hearing the music, but when I’m alone it builds up inside me" This movie revolves around 3 characters... Evan Taylor (orphanage kid), Lyla Novacek (the real mother) and Louis Connelly (the real father). This movie is all about music and goes on to prove how true the theory of musical prodigy is. The movie is directed by Kirsten Sheridan and produced by Richard Barton Lewis. I surely don't know what was in the minds of the writers when they sat down to write for this beautifully imagined work but this movie has a punch inside it.. which is 'NEVER GIVE UP'. The way this kid believes that his parents are still alive and they always wanted him... is the true indication of the fact that if u truly believe that something is existing... it surely is.. U just have to keep your eyes open and look around for it. You never know, may be its just next to you or just around the corner. Though this movie takes us far away from what

tera mujhse hai pehle ka nata koi...unhi nahi dil lubhata koi... jaanne tuuuuu ya jannee naaaa... maane tuuu... ja mannee naa.... awesome song and awesome movie..woh kehte hai na... "too cute to be true" wahi wali baat hai.. well its Amir Khan's production, toh jayaz hai movie toh acchi honi hi thi...but itni achhi hogi.. JESUS.. HATS OFF TO AAMIR AND MANSOOR KHAN...(the producers) simple, cute and adorable scenes.. this is a debut of Aamir Khan's nephew "IMRAAN KHAN"...man..another aamir in the making. i couldnt take my eyes off the screen for even one second. just loved the movie. this movie revolves around the love life of Aditi urf meow and Jai urf Rats (chua aur bili) who dont realise that they are in love until the last moment. the story of this movie is nothing different from general hindi masala movies but what makes it different from others is its screenplay, its dialogues and everything related to it. the funniest part is that everybody else on the

i generally do not copy from another people's opinion but this one was too intriguing.. :) the link is given below.... the original source is New York Times website. http://www.nytimes.com/2008/07/06/opinion/06dowd.html?em&ex=1215576000&en=d4478a87ff0f0caa&ei=5087%0A July 6, 2008 Op-Ed Columnist An Ideal Husband By MAUREEN DOWD This weekend, we celebrate our great American pastime: messy celebrity divorces. There’s the Christie Brinkley/Peter Cook fireworks on Long Island and the Madonna/Guy Ritchie/A-Rod Roman candle in New York. So how do you avoid a relationship where you end up saying, “The man who I was living with, I just didn’t know who he was” — as Brinkley did in court when talking about her husband’s $3,000-a-month Internet porn and swinger site habit? (Not to mention the 18-year-old mistress/assistant.) Father Pat Connor, a 79-year-old Catholic priest born in Australia and based in Bordentown, N.J., has spent his celibate life — including nine years as a miss

need a reverse button want to go back and feel the emotion left those time at this world's formation wanting it so much from heart's bottom love and life are at fusion eyes are meeting with this illusion this is not the new creation guess, its just the dissolution air passing through this boulevard welcoming the change, says the card making the moves pretty hard its just how this life starts breathing through this evolution need some more respiration left without any other option there must be some other solution thinking and calculating the time gladly this frame is not mine going to make this all fine never will ever commit another crime blissfully crawling twisting and moving peeping and learning Just go on living!

on the festival of holi...nothing but colours is what my mind was occupied with :) Colours! Red, yellow, white and green Colours filling life’s screen Starting with the white sheet Seems like it’s a peaceful treat The mood swings around the yellow Sunset and sunshine is its fellow Revolving around the planet blue Sparkling stars form its crew Grey is the long road ahead All along the green sheets spread Twigs and teaks glowing in brown Life’s full of adventure so do not frown The smell of the roses in red Spreading its aroma around the crest And where you find a mix of all the rest That’s the place where life has its fest Enveloping the happy and the sad Mixing and adding on the pad The whole new chapter of life starts So let’s have a toast for it to grasp Making these emotions to forever last!

Life is like drawing something resembling anything and then staying blissfully unaware :)

Farmers talk? No wonder why so much talk about farmers have suddenly flooded the newspapers. It must be the election time now. Whenever the elections are near the politicians and the authorities concerned start digging the issues related to the farmers. Don’t they have anything better to lie for? Ah! In the proposed budget there is a promise of a “populist budget’ for farmers and the aam garib aadmi this year. When you pick up the newspaper in the morning, all u come across are the talks with regard to farmers policies be it in the sensational budget wherein the broad contours of the budget this time revolves around the condition of farmers or be it the speeches of various politicians promising the rural class about the new agenda set by them for the so called bad situation of farmers all over the respective state. This isn’t enough, the recent incentive given by the Rajasthan government is no doubt commendable but the critics have something else in their mind. The Rajasthan gover

For a change this time... i have title to what i wrote today...here it goes.... THERE’S NO LOOKING BACK Starring at my reflection in the mirror I am trying to see what’s in the rear The story is yet to be told But the moral is already so clear Ahead of the fates now I guess there’s no turning back The sky above me is painted blue It’s giving me the feeling so true Walking all the way on these steps I am wishing the time won’t flew Almost over before it began In the straight line, I walked again Holding the door, I desire to open There may be a hidden route to heaven Playing the game of hide and seek It’s bringing my curiosity to the peak The hopes are attached to the mystery unsolved Searching the keys, the shadows are absorbed The rays of hope are keeping me still Holding me tight, raising my will The fear can’t deluge me this time Stepping behind? I won’t commit this crime Intensifying my soul I am letting my feet to crawl

Well...mi mi... the day today was damnnnnnnn crazy :) I will tell u which murphy law i am talking about.... so here I go.... when I was about to leave for college today, inspite of being extra careful, my laptop bag falls down from my bed and guess what... laptop was in the bag... I reach my class and I switch on the laptop just to find that the wireless is getting connected but not working because there is no signal and another friend of mine, tells me that its not working may be because the signal power of the laptop has become weak may be because ur laptop might have fallen down. (the truth begin it did fall down in the morning and he dint know that when he said this....) I had an assignment to be submitted during the class hours today and when I finish it and go for taking the print outs, I find out that I have not done the formatting properly. (though I think I did it, but it wasn't appearing on the computer printer screen :( ....again weird) A fren of mine wanted to use my de

Walking down the lane and talking to thee You don’t realize what it’s going to be Are you living by chance or choice? Trail your spirit and answer the voice Are you wondering, where to start? Oh! Portray yourself in a house of mirage Bringing to life the only flower Let it ripe and gain some power Like an elegant lady in the bar Embellish it with all the stars The reflection will please you in the start But the truth still lies so far Touch the water and feel the air Think of what has led u here Give it the time to develop and show It’s the entire chimera growing on the floor Treat it as an opportunity or a preference Stay here or go back to realism Where everything is an illusion!