Friday, June 22, 2007
went shopping today..and went inside a book shop for about five minutes..intoxicated me really..made me realise tat i can so easily spend a fortune on books..infact once i start working i am going to start collecting books of a genre called "coffee table books"..which are basically books(normally highly illustrated) you keep in da drawing room..something u can skim through while sipping tea or even guests can have a look..dont require continous reading..( i think the first i will buy wud be"to be or not to be"..tats amitabh bachhan's biography)
was just browsing for coffee table books and chanced upon this book on sikh marriage ceremonies reminding me of one ceremony i love which is da choodha ceremony..u must have noticed the mahrun bangles that newly married punjabi girls wear(if not see below)..those bangles called da choodha are dipped in milk nd slipped on to the bride's wrists by her maternal uncle just before the wedding..somehow i find dis ritual very sweet..
so bbye adeos sayonara for a week i guess..give your eyes rest coz there will be no blogs for somedays now..:):)
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Once my friends and I went to a shop to buy some stuff and he gave us bak more money than he should have.We realised this a minute after we left the shop and one of my friends thought that going back to return the money was stupidity....(tho by popular vote we went bak)
Another time someone was telling me how they went to a 5-star hotel and the restaurant forgot to charge them for some dessert..and they did not offer to pay as anyways the restaurant earned enough profit..seemed weird thinking to me..the hotel earned money for its services..even tho it may have exorbitant rates..it provided justified service..not paying seemed dishonesty to me when they were relating the story , but again it seemed stupidity to them..
Different people have different sets of morality i guess..its wrong to judge anyone also..the best thing is to stick by your conscience and not go by people's definition of things..
Sometimes i lose out because of I dont cheat in exams as almost everyone does..but i think tat everything is compensated somewhere so maybe the luck i get someplace else is because i got less marks where i was honest..or maybe the bad luck people get someplace else is because they cheated somewhere and got more than they deserved..coz finally you always get what you deserve..
I am trying to figure out whether i believe in this statement..Can we change the world..or not..
colours splashed on
brush strokes put in
hues spread across the canvas
i realise its analogy to life..
heart, the painter
face, the canvass
a way of expression
come out on the canvass so clear
red is love
the strongest emotion
the boldest colour
shadows out all other hues
black means hurt
lonliness and pain
envy and revenge
angry and insane
yellow is friendship
the truest emotion
bright like the sunbeam
thats always indispensably there
white is purity
peace of mind
clarity of thoughts
confidence and sure
blue is stability
sincerity in thinking
firmness of purpose
gray is melancholy
a somber shade
like the dark clouds
it casts a shadow of gloom
green is energy
livliness in views
enthusiasm to move forward
zeal to continue
indeed, life is a painting
an assembly of moods
a cluster of colours..
wrote this when i was in 11th standard..My blog is named after this poem..
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Monday, June 18, 2007
well u see someone stole my profile pic on orkut and created a new bogus profile with my name and pic...Well i was angry initially, but then i realised isnt imitation the best form of flattery;)..so a 23 year old aping me..aah mayb I shud take it as a compliment..
If you use orkut, thats me
and thats my clone(imposterX(X( )
So please do take out time and report abuse or atleast ignore the second user...
Bin about 7 weeks at home...and aaahhhhh..am finally bored..and feel like doing something creative..my hands are itching..and so are my feet actually( for travelling)..i may just go on a fantabulous trip in a week..but nothing is confirmed so i cant even be happy about that:(..
over the last week i have tried movies, cooking, writing , reading ,photoshop and even pot painting...but the damn creative itch doesnt stop..i guess i need to be working on something..am finally tired of being lukha..
even reading is making me feel more inactive coz shantaram is too active a book...
God, i need workkkk..make me busy pleasseee
any suggestions on what to do:( ?
Sunday, June 17, 2007
2 quotes i liked:
"The most important thing a father can do for his children is to love their mother."
When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be twenty-one, I was astonished at how much the old man had learned in seven years. "
- Mark Twain
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Its something you've cooked yourself..
Because only then do you realise the amount of effort that has gone into it..because you stand in the hot kitchen sweating..and in my case sneezing(because of the masala)..so when finally it is made..you are so tired that you gobble it up wid pleasure..even though it is a little inadequate in NaCl :Dhehe..for the first time i ventured into the kitchen today(perhaps cheeni kum chefgiri inspired me:D) voluntarily and made a proper dish totally independently..(tea and omelette and maggi and sandwiches are not exactly proper dishes)i made pasta today..yipppeeeeeeeee(am still excited about havin achieved this..so dont mind if u see expressions like this interspersed in the blog), so with nothing else to do and also to show off my achievement, i decided to share my grand recipe(yayyyyy) on the blog:D
1 tomato(mashed into curry)
1 onion (cut in big slices)
6-7 pieces of green beans(cut into pieces)
2 tablespoon of oil
2 handfuls of macaroni ( i prefer the elbow shaped one )
1 chilli (chopped)
1) Add macaroni and around 2-3 cups of water and 1/2 teaspoon of salt in a pan and keep it for about ten fifteen minutes(till the macaroni is cooked(read eatable)..taste it and ull come to know) on sim flame.
2) Add salt to taste in the tomato curry( i added about 1/2 teaspoon of salt..better less than excess..coz u cant do much about excess:D)
3) In a frying pan or kadhai, add oil and chilli. Then add the onions. Once the onions are brown, add beans and tomato curry..add tomato ketchup to taste..keep stirring continously..(everything on sim flame)
4) Now when the macaroni is well cooked, put it in the kadhai too..Stir properly..cover the kadhai and let it cook for a while..
tadaaaaaaaaa...the dish is ready...
serve hot with chilled coffee;)
Friday, June 15, 2007
what the nazis did..the tortures that hitler subjected the jews to..the destruction..the barbarism..the utter senselessness of those years..the killing of humanity and of everything humane still surprises me everytime i come across an example showcasing that terror..
Recently I happened to watch two movies both on the same cause-"the pianist" and "life is beautiful"
It showed how old people and young children were taken to (supposedly) showers and instead killed in the gas chambers(sealed chambers connected by pipes to cylinders of carbon monoxide) there..It showed the ruthlessness of the soldiers doing it..carrying out the instructions they had received coldly, with no mercy..How did Hitler manage to convince them all..How was he able to turn them into such monsters..It is said that every man has a devil inside him..i guess somehow Hitler was able to inspire that devil to come out and carry out inhumane crimes in the name of race purification..I want to read "mein kampf" next ..to see what was inside his mind..his justification for all of it..
One of hitler's steps was to start legalized euthansia..by which he started eliminating all those who were mentally or physically disabled or were chronically ill, his reason for this being that such people were "unproductive national comrades"..what the hell..as if life is to be lived only while you're productive..and if you live a productive life, you're bound to become unproductive someday when your body becomes tired..and then according to hitler, you should be killed as you are of no use..
All this also makes me wonder what had happened to God in all these years..Did He just close His eyes and ears..but then i guess, why blame God for the atrocities by mankind..
Thursday, June 14, 2007
"Most loves are like that, from what i can see. Your heart starts to feel like an overcrowded lifeboat. You throw out your pride to keep it afloat, and your self-respect and your independence. After a while you start throwing people out- your friends, everyone you used to know. And its still not enough. The lifeboat is still sinking, and you know it's going to take you down with it. I'v seen that happen to a lot of girls here. I think that's why I'm sick of love."
my favorite lines..
Something that may help you in making decisions (esp if you're as indecisive as me) and also in taking risks:
"you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life."
Find what you love in life and do it..
"Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle."
Just listen to yourself..
"Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary."
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
some scenes were my favorite..like the one where a fish is driving a car cum aquarium..and the time when chicken little reaches the top of a tower by propelling himself with the fizz of a cola bottle..
and on nclgirl's "little" request, here is the brief outline of da story..
After Chicken Little causes widespread panic--when he mistakes a falling acorn for a piece of the sky--the young chicken is determined to restore his reputation. But just as things are starting to go his way, a real piece of the sky lands on his head. Chicken Little and his band of misfit friends, Abby Mallard (aka Ugly Duckling), Runt of the Litter and Fish Out of Water, attempt to save the world without sending the town into a whole new panic.
Saturday, June 09, 2007
Here I am, sitting in sweltering heat, with a temperature of 48 degree Celsius that makes you sweat even while taking a bath, and to add insult to my injury, Hindustan Times takes out a special edition welcoming rains. Its a Delhi supplement where rains are still a month away..but I think they pre-poned the edition for loss of other things to write upon..weird..so it made me miss rains even more and so indirectly made me miss Mumbai again..
Why do I like rains so much? Its dirty during that time..you get late for classes..you have to wash more clothes..you shiver under the fan in class..you cant travel much..but in spite of all tat, its beautiful..everything is wet and green..so green..the sea is even more scenic..you enjoy your cup of hot tea or coffee more than ever..its almost the most romantic season..everything seems fresh and washed..cleansed of all negativity..aahhhhhh…I reallllyyy miss rains..
One of my favorite smells is the smell of wet earth..the way mitti smells when it rains for the first time..saundhi mitti ki khushboo..and today I read in the same edition I talked about above that they are making a perfume of the same fragrance..which is to be made by steam distillation of baked earth on sandalwood..X(X(X( I hate them for that..some things are natural..let them be..how can you trap one of the most gladdening aromas in a bottle X(X(..huhhhhh..as if anyways it would be the same..its not the smell alone which people love..its the ambience of rain that comes along with it..so much for trying..
Monday, June 04, 2007
Friday, June 01, 2007
do everythng u want to in life..dnt postpone ur wishes...
be as happy as u can be..life is made for u to be happy..
never forget ur family..theyr most imp..theyr above everythng..includin work...
dnt be angry wid ppl for too long..