there used to be a time when i used to crib a lot..a lot means a lot..now i have reduced considerably..because of a recent realisation..tat there is a way by you can make everything you do in life fun..everything can be made interesting..its upto you..
infact even a quiz or assignment can be made very exciting to do..a challenge..just depends on your perception..on your attitude towards it..
whenever i am in a slightly sad mood i start analysing it and realise that its up to me to be happy or sad..sumthng tat always helps me to improve my mood is good music..nd just the thought that i should learn to be happy by myself..and i think i have learnt it a lot..whenever you feel like crying or feel sad, just get up , wash your face, put on good music and get busy doing something..i dont think you can't resist bad moods if you want to..
also a funda which i developed..everything that happens to you is because of you..there is no luck factor..somewhere or the other its your fault or your good efforts' results..so no point cribbing that life is unfair as its in your hands to make it better..and if you're losing time cribbing..well then suffer..
i guess this is a bit harsh..but really helps me to be happy..
as the heading says, dont let life lead you..lead your life..
Monday, April 09, 2007
Friday, April 06, 2007
dreamz...
i met this lady ranjani saigal at PAN IIT in decmber..she was an IITB alumni, civil engg batch 1981..i heard her giv a talk in one of the series of lectures and den decided to interview her..just remembered the talk so writin dwn something interesting she said..
sumday maybe u all wil read a book by me[:d]..hehehe..
- it is surprising that in todays world the sitauation of women is as such..in villlages and even loads of families in urban areas, they are still looked down upon as those who can only handle the house..surprising that men donot trust women's capabilities inspite of the fact that when God was distributing portfolios he gave the most important ones to women..namely lakshmi, finance..saraswati, education...shakti, defence..
- this lady is someone who went on to perfom a show in which she depicted DNA structure through bharatnatyam..an unheard of culmination of tech and cult..it seems the person who sponsored the show said"i dnt understand your concept but since you're an IITian i am sure whatever you do, you'll make it a success..so im givin u d money"
sumday maybe u all wil read a book by me[:d]..hehehe..
Friday, March 16, 2007
hmmmm...trulyarbit..
been very busy lately wat wid PAF nd labs nd work..so had no time for myself..today after a long time..have sum spare time for me nd me alone..im actually stealing my sleeping time from myself to give time to me:D..
just want to write today..been wanting to write for days now..i dont know about what..having loads of ideas but none concrete to pen down..i want to write a script..a monoacting maybe..on ego clashes maybe..read these short stories by shashi deshpande recently..such an amzing collection of stories on lives of women..have so much potential to be converted into monologues..
anyways..today i am in this content mood..content wid wat i dont know..im hardly able to work coz of PAF but tats ok i guess..have a valid reason..i realised i really like ma job..id like to do something similar later on in life also..rather than a core engg thing..
my blogs becoming more of a diary..weird..one day a frnd had asked me..y do u blog?..y do u want ur innermost feelings to be among strangers..nd i was answerless..y do i blog..???..maybe because tats one way by which i get people's feed back on my writing..maybe because it gives me an incentive to write..dunno..
read a poem today..a batchmate's..she has written it in sort of enid blyton's honour..btw for people who dnt knw enid blyton..she writes child stories..nd i have literally grown readin them..the first book i read was an enid blyton in 2nd standard..nd since then havent been able to leave books..secret seven..famous five..five find outers..malory towers..st.clares..faraway tree..omigodd...im becomin nostalgic..i was so inspired by her..really wanted to write like tat sumday..i realise how much i loved books at one time..my love has gone down a little now..sad..
listenin to dis song"gudiya rani bitiya rani" from LAMHE..beautiful song..thnking of mum nd smiling:)..my mum always almost cries wen she listens to tat song..mmmuaahh mummaa..
"gudiya rani..bitiya rani..pariyon ki nagri se ik din..raj kunwar ji aayenge..mehlon me le jaayenge.."
beautiful choice ma
ok this one is a really arbit bloog..my mind is jumpin frm one place to another..work is piled up on my lappy now..nd my eyes are closing..better sleep be4 practise for sumtime..rest later:)
just want to write today..been wanting to write for days now..i dont know about what..having loads of ideas but none concrete to pen down..i want to write a script..a monoacting maybe..on ego clashes maybe..read these short stories by shashi deshpande recently..such an amzing collection of stories on lives of women..have so much potential to be converted into monologues..
anyways..today i am in this content mood..content wid wat i dont know..im hardly able to work coz of PAF but tats ok i guess..have a valid reason..i realised i really like ma job..id like to do something similar later on in life also..rather than a core engg thing..
my blogs becoming more of a diary..weird..one day a frnd had asked me..y do u blog?..y do u want ur innermost feelings to be among strangers..nd i was answerless..y do i blog..???..maybe because tats one way by which i get people's feed back on my writing..maybe because it gives me an incentive to write..dunno..
read a poem today..a batchmate's..she has written it in sort of enid blyton's honour..btw for people who dnt knw enid blyton..she writes child stories..nd i have literally grown readin them..the first book i read was an enid blyton in 2nd standard..nd since then havent been able to leave books..secret seven..famous five..five find outers..malory towers..st.clares..faraway tree..omigodd...im becomin nostalgic..i was so inspired by her..really wanted to write like tat sumday..i realise how much i loved books at one time..my love has gone down a little now..sad..
listenin to dis song"gudiya rani bitiya rani" from LAMHE..beautiful song..thnking of mum nd smiling:)..my mum always almost cries wen she listens to tat song..mmmuaahh mummaa..
"gudiya rani..bitiya rani..pariyon ki nagri se ik din..raj kunwar ji aayenge..mehlon me le jaayenge.."
beautiful choice ma
ok this one is a really arbit bloog..my mind is jumpin frm one place to another..work is piled up on my lappy now..nd my eyes are closing..better sleep be4 practise for sumtime..rest later:)
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
a hot sultry afternoon..
a hot sultry afternoon..
the sun was literally baking the earth..
turning all blue into brown..
frowning and glowering in anger..
the cracks were visible..
parched earth..
thirsty..
but the sun was relentless..sadisitic..
need..desperation..anguish..
she passed thru so many emotions ..
tried her best but the sun refused to budge..
there was nothing that could soften him now..
nothing..
as d rays fell on d cracks..
it felt as if the sun was deliberate in harming it..
as if it was achieving a sickening pleasure..
but finally the drops came..
the first few drops of the first shower..
the earth sighed wid relief..
the sun was subdued ..
he had finally been beaten..
and it was a pleasant loss..
a fair one..
moods changed..
spirits lifted..
new vigor..
fragrance of rain soaked mud..
brown turned into a breathtaking blend of blue and green..
it was renaissance..
renaissance on a hot sultry afternoon ..
the sun was literally baking the earth..
turning all blue into brown..
frowning and glowering in anger..
the cracks were visible..
parched earth..
thirsty..
but the sun was relentless..sadisitic..
need..desperation..anguish..
she passed thru so many emotions ..
tried her best but the sun refused to budge..
there was nothing that could soften him now..
nothing..
as d rays fell on d cracks..
it felt as if the sun was deliberate in harming it..
as if it was achieving a sickening pleasure..
but finally the drops came..
the first few drops of the first shower..
the earth sighed wid relief..
the sun was subdued ..
he had finally been beaten..
and it was a pleasant loss..
a fair one..
moods changed..
spirits lifted..
new vigor..
fragrance of rain soaked mud..
brown turned into a breathtaking blend of blue and green..
it was renaissance..
renaissance on a hot sultry afternoon ..
Sunday, March 04, 2007
my mood today
feeling strong..
loving the world..
enjoyin independence..
speaking truth..
being honest..
having fun..
the world for you is just as depressing or as beautiful as you make it to be..it all depends on how you want to live life..if you dont like your life go ahead and change it..if u ever feel like sayin"this is not the life i ordered" then go ahead...change it as u want it be..it is in ur hands..mould it..make what you want urself..then only will you really enjoy living..:)..
loving the world..
enjoyin independence..
speaking truth..
being honest..
having fun..
the world for you is just as depressing or as beautiful as you make it to be..it all depends on how you want to live life..if you dont like your life go ahead and change it..if u ever feel like sayin"this is not the life i ordered" then go ahead...change it as u want it be..it is in ur hands..mould it..make what you want urself..then only will you really enjoy living..:)..
Saturday, March 03, 2007
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