Wednesday, September 26, 2007

It must have been love.

When you feel that everything is over:
Lay a whisper on my pillow
Leave the winter on the ground
I wake up lonely, is there a silence
In the bedroom and all around

Touch me now, I close my eyes
And dream away...

It must have been love, but it's over now
It must have been good, but I lost it somehow
It must have been love, but it's over now
From the moment we touched till the time had run out

Make believing we're together
That I'm sheltered by your heart
But in and outside I turn to water
Like a teardrop in your palm

And it's a hard winter's day
I dream away...

It must have been love, but it's over now
It was all that I wanted, now I'm living without
It must have been love, but it's over now
It's where the water flows, it's where the wind blows

It must have been love, but it's over now
It must have been good, but I lost it somehow
It must have been love, but it's over now
From the moment we touched till the time had run out
- Roxette

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Any end?

The wandering soul
The lonely heart
The quiet face
The teary eyes

The empty look
The lifeless body
The broken dreams
The shattered hopes

The lost love
The colorless rainbow
The dry rains
The dull life

The absence of warmth
on a cold, freezing night.
The absence of shade
on a hot summer afternoon.

Is there any end to any of these?

Yahan ke Hum Sikander

Here we are.. Team India has won the Twenty20 world championship against Pakistan in the finals. The Men in Blue rocked the shores of South Africa. After the much discussed debacle of the Indian Cricket team in West Indies earlier this year, they have truly emerged as winners. I still remember how the Indian team was criticised on being poor show performers, underdogs, unprofessional.

The young team India has proved their mettle. They have shown to the whole world that nothing can pull them down. Yes, they can play and win even if the team does not have stalwarts like Tendulkar, Dravid, Ganguly.

It was a nail biting encounter as the two team fought for the much coveted title. As the ball of the last wicket Misbah-Ul-Haq went into the hands of Sreesanth, the trophy also went into the hands of India. With every ball, it was difficult to assess who would win. The match started off on a good note. India made 157/5 in the 20 overs. A decent score but this also required a good bowling, fielding against Pakistan since they had a line of batsmen with them.

Nazir from Pakistan started off with a blast. After a few overs, it seemed that the match is in Pakistan's hand. after Nazir was run-out, wickets started falling at regular intervals. It seemed that now India is in a comfortable position. Misbah hit 3 sixes in Harbhajan's over. That reduced the gap between the balls left and the runs required. Seemed like again the match is in Pakistan's court. The whole game was like a Tom and Jerry show. You never know who is going to win till the end. One moment, it seemed Pakistan, the other it seemed India.

The kind of enthusiasm that is shown towards Ind vs Pak match is more than one can think of. It is actually much more than a match. Its like a war. The roads are deserted, the offices are empty. People glued to the televisions. Similar was the scene in our cafeteria where all the associates had occupied every inch of space that one could manage.

With every wicket falling, there was a shout louder than the previous one. Then came the last crucial over. Pakistan needed 13 runs to win. Joginder Singh bowled. First ball was a wide ball. Its ok.. We can still manage. Hearts beating fast. Adrenalins pumping in. Hands turning cold with sweat. Nervousness. Prayers. Second ball was just played by the batsman.. Next ball, Misbah hit a huge six.. Oh no!!! The gap has come down to 6 runs from 4 balls. Anything can happen. With full hope, Joginder bowled. Misbah tried to play again and aimed for a six.. But.. but.. but... To everyone's happiness, it landed in Sreesanth's hands and the game was over. Pakistan were all out for 152 runs with 3 balls to spare...

Crackers burning, people celebrating. Dhoni being called as Miracle boy. He did what the Indians have been craving for, since the last 24 years. Keep up the spirit. Congrats to each and every Indian. Chak de India!!!

Monday, September 24, 2007

Sunday-Performance Issues

Very rarely do I have Monday morning blues and this is one of those Monday! Why does Monday ever comes.. I was thinking about this today. I arrived at the conclusion that Sunday is
actually the one who is a culprit. It deceives us and lets Monday sneak in.

What happens is, Sunday runs away in the night and Monday takes it over.. No matter how
much you guard the night, Sunday manages to deceive us and Monday comes over. Its not the
mistake of Monday, but Sunday who lets Monday in.

My friend proposed that next time when we do the appraisal of Sunday, we should keep this in mind. We will mention that Sunday does not stretches even when it is ever so needed. Lack of commitment, irresponsible. Very-very time bound Sunday is. We all do over-time when its needed but Sunday never does. This has to be taken up seriously. Not only me, but loads of other people have this problem. I think its a problem world-wide. The major issue is that Sunday arrives late and leaves on time.

We have decided to put Sunday on PIP which is Performance Improvement Plan and monitor whether Sunday lives up to our expectations or not.

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Single Parent

Being a single parent can be very tough. I can understand this since my Mother has single-handedly brought me and my brother up. She had to play the role of both a father as well as a mother. I am sure it was tough at times for her since we were quite young at that time. I didnt realise the ups and downs that she had faced during that time.

Today I happen to meet a friend of mine. A very nice human being. Recently he lost his wife. It was a big shock to everyone. He got married around 7 years back. Has a 5 year old daughter and a year old son. He has his whole life to lead and going by the situation as of now, seems like he wants to be alone. He has become tough. Today I got to see his softer side. We had gone out for a movie and his daughter had accompanied us.

I saw him taking care of his daughter, in so many ways. Her constant complaints about something or the other were so well attended to. He was her friend, father, mother. The love that was hidden inside him, was out. Somewhere I could feel his loneliness. He tries to find that comfort in smoke, drinks. He has somehow drifted from everyone

It was really heartening to see how much he loves his kids. He tries to balance his act as both the parents. He has to be a tough father at one time and a loving, caring mother at the other. He never makes them feel the absence of a mother. Spends a lot of time with them. Contrary to what generally men do, he takes them out, drives them to their classes, helps them with their homework.

This is my way of appreciating his act of love shown towards his kids.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Self-centered Daughters-in-law

Back from my wonderful trip to Mumbai. As always, I had a great time. Enjoyed a lot. Wonder why holidays get over so quickly. I have always experienced something new on every trip. This time I experienced the growing number of nuclear families inside joint families, very closely, in not a very good way.

The family consists of in-laws, sister-in-law, husband, wife and is quite a rich family... While the in-laws are loving but they have their own way of living, wife finds it difficult to adjust. The husband hardly works and is totally dependent on his father. The couple gets a monthly allowance which is a pocket money to spend wherever they want to e.g. lunches, dinners, movies, outings, shopping.... This does not includes any daily needs expense.. That is taken care of separately through the common house-hold expense...

While the couple gets a good quarter of a lakh every month, the wife feels that its less. She thinks that even though the in-laws have money, they dont want to share. She is not ready to make her husband understand the importance of being independent. The couple only knows how to spend unnecessarily. All they do is go out for lunches, dinners, bowling, polo games, shopping, meeting friends.. They have no responsibility of the house, rather they have chose not to shoulder any.. Even after all this, there are complaints about the in-laws being un-reasonable if they ever ask the wife to be at home, if someone is coming.

It all started by showing dis-respect to whatever the parents said. First, stop talking to them. If they say something, just nod or keep quiet.. Stop going out with them. Stop informing when the wife goes out. Do not wish them on their birthday or anniversary. Refuse to accept their gifts. On top of it, stop having meals with them. Rather sit in her own room, while the whole family is sitting at the dining table. The wife, if ever is at home, would remain locked in her room and never come out. She would bad-mouth her in-laws in front of maids, drivers, part-time help..

The sister-in-law is also not spared. She is taught all the wrong things. She is made to go against her own parents. I would also say that the sister-in-law is somewhat foolish to believe what her brother's wife says. The poor SIL is taught all the wrong things. But the story does not ends here. The DIL would go out and back-bite her own SIL.

The option is available to move out, but that will not be taken. The couple is financially dependent on the parents. The husband hardly works so its better to have fun at the cost of parents' money. The couple have made their own separate world inside the house. The parents have chose not to say anything, lest it would create fire-balls. They want to live peacefully as much as they can.

Seeing all this, made me really sad. I wonder, is this for what parents marry off their children!!

Thursday, September 06, 2007

Aamchi Mumbai

The kind of hectic schedule that I have these days, I thought that I shall be buried under the work forever... I didnt even get the time to visit my blog, which I have been wanting since a long time.

Here comes a relief!!! Am going to Aamchi Mumbai for a week... Yippee!!!! I have always loved that place.. Ever since I was a kid, I go to Mumbai for a vacation. Stay with relatives, roam, eat, talk, go out for lunches, dinner. I really like the idea of sitting near the window and watching the sun set in the Arabian Sea.. The view of Haji Ali with the sun set is gorgeous to look at..

Most of all I like to roam near the house which is Breach Candy, Warden Road, Nepensea Road, Peddar Road, Mahalakshmi temple.. I have never seen Mumbai as a tourist.. It has lways been a place where I go for a vacation.. This time I plan to do the 'sight-seeing'.. I will get my pic clicked in front of Gateway of India, Marine Drive, Haji Ali, Colaba, Taj, Rajabai Towers... Am going to savour Bhelpuri, Sevpuri, Wada-Pav from the roadside vendors... I plan to do a lot of shopping like always.. Travel by Mumbai BEST and local trains, which I have never done in my life.. I want to roam around the area of Grant Road, Novelty Cinemas.. As usual I shall go to Crawford Market, Tardeo, Breach Candy, Worli.

I want to watch some movies in those theatres e.g Liberty, Eros, Metro. If I get a chance, I shall go for some play as well.. I also plan to click lots of pictures for my flickr site, which I have not done in the recent past..

The trip is going to be full of fun. After a long gap of four years I shall be experiencing such a long train journey. Yes, this time I dont want to fly but travel by our own Rajdhani Express. So, am off to Mumbai for a week, next week.

Sunday, September 02, 2007


I have loved this song ever since I heard it. Can hear it again and again.. Its something I can relate to anytime...

Come on hold my hand,
I wanna contact the living.
Not sure I understand,
This role I’ve been given.

I sit and talk to god
And he just laughs at my plans,
My head speaks a language,
I don’t understand.

I just wanna feel real love,
Feel the home that I live in.
’cause I got too much life,
Running through my veins, going to waste.

I don’t wanna die,
But I ain’t keen on living either.
Before I fall in love,
I’m preparing to leave her.
I scare myself to death,
That’s why I keep on running.
Before I’ve arrived, I can see myself coming.

I just wanna feel real love,
Feel the home that I live in.
’cause I got too much life,
Running through my veins, going to waste.

And I need to feel, real love
And a life ever after.
I cannot get enough.

I just wanna feel real love,
Feel the home that I live in,
I got too much love,
Running through my veins, going to waste.

I just wanna feel real love,
In a life ever after
There’s a hole in my soul,
You can see it in my face, it’s a real big place.

Come and hold my hand,
I wanna contact the living,
Not sure I understand,
This role I’ve been given

Not sure I understand.
Not sure I understand.
Not sure I understand.
Not sure I understand.
- Robbie Williams