Spread the Spark

Resolve to go green
Keep the city clean
Wipe the face of terror
Undo all your foolish errors
Heal the wounded tears
Console those sleepless fears
Fight against crime
This world is yours and mine
Let’s learn to live at ease
In the company of peace.
May this Diwali usher
A new dawn of realization.

Prosperity to one and all!

Spartans prepare for glory yet again!

Yes! We were victorious yet again. Last year we showed what it means to be PIONEERS and this year we proved our worthiness as the SPARTAN warriors. So what if we stood 2nd, we sure as hell did a splendid job of spreading the spark of Diwali around our work area.

Awesome job, Viggy, Archana, Vikas, Mayank and but of course yours truly.

Check out the sample of our edible (and eco-friendly as Deepali rightfully says) rangoli which was being eyed by many a hungry souls :-D

All thanks to these concerned individuals not a single drop or morsel was wasted.

Society, you're a crazy breed.

Oh it's a mystery to me.
We have a greed, with which we have agreed...
and you think you have to want more than you need...
until you have it all, you won't be free.

Society, you're a crazy breed.
I hope you're not lonely, without me.
When you want more than you have, you think you need...
and when you think more then you want, your thoughts begin to bleed.
I think I need to find a bigger place...
cause when you have more than you think, you need more space.

Society, you're a crazy breed.
I hope you're not lonely, without me.
Society, crazy indeed...
I hope you're not lonely, without me.

There's those thinkin' more or less, less is more,
but if less is more, how you keepin' score?
It means for every point you make, your level drops.
Kinda like you're startin' from the top...
and you can't do that.

Society, you're a crazy breed.
I hope you're not lonely, without me.
Society, crazy indeed...
I hope you're not lonely, without me
Society, have mercy on me.
I hope you're not angry, if I disagree.
Society, crazy indeed.
I hope you're not lonely...
without me.

A Wednesday rocked my tuesday!

Mind-blowingly explosive movie.
After a real long time, I got to see
such a good movie.
A must-see for one and all!

Ganesh Chaturthi

Auspicious in more than one way.

Dusk adorns the Darling Harbour

Spot the two iconic structures

Shimmering Night

Night by the Sydney Tower

Suicide anyone?

Atop the Sydney Tower.

Aah! the Sydney Tower

Walking by the bridge

Magistic Cruise

I went inside one of those!

Opera House from Sydney Harbour Bridge

Opera House from the Pylon Lookout

Harbour Trip

Those who dare, make it... Check out the group of dare-devils heading for the 3 hour climb! I wanted to make it but the sprain in my anle wouldn't let me.. Also it was bloody expensive .

An Eiffel Tower in Sydney

Boat show at day

Boat Show at nite

Powerboat of 2008

a distant Sydney Tower

Wish I could reach out.

Such a contrast!

Call it professional hazard or whatever, Ijust can't hold myself back from reading hoardings or posters while commuting. Came across this one and found it rather amusing. Such a contrast to whatwe have in India (upto 50% off... they can be really tricky ). Have read couple of more interesting such stuff here. Shall keep posting for sure.

Darling Harbor (right view)

Darling Harbor (left view)

Voila!

Behold! The Opera House

Spectacular is the word!

Sydney Harbor

When the sun comes down

Sydney Harbor

What a beauty!

My 1st wonder of the world

Everything fishy about it part II

Everything Fishy about it!

Whoa!!!

Sometimes it pays to stay awake late night. Specially when you are on board a flight.
Taken at 3:45 am(IST) which means roughly around 8:15 am in Australia. Dunno at what height might I have been flying. But whatever be the case, it's the most fabulous sight.

Taken

I'll be back soon baby

It's just a matter of a few days.

Aunty kaho na

Yes! I am an aunt today.
My brother and sister-in-law were blessed with a baby girl this morning. Can't wait to see her and take her in my arms.

Leaving tonight!

Am going Down Under

Got my VISA to the land of Kangaroos

Practice doesn't make a man perfect, CORRECT practice makes a man perfect!!

That's what I realized in my violin class today. very thoughtful indeed I say.

Be careful what you wish for. It might come true.

How do you react when something like that happens?? At times you are just taken aback, asking yourself, ‘Is this for real?’, ‘Can dreams actually come true?’, ‘doesn’t that happen only in movies?’

The other day I met a friend of mine who kept on harping about his new-found love life. He had been waiting all along for this wonderful person to step into his life. Someone who met all the expectations he ever had… her smile, her eyes, her talks, her stupidity, her maturity, …anything you name it… she had it. He secretly had a crush on her for a long time, but it took an eon for him to confess. And when he finally did, it turned out that she had a much bigger crush on him. It was too overwhelming for him to react to such a situation. In all the excitement and exhilaration, he would often goof up saying silly things and unknowingly upsetting her. She is extremely caring and leaves no stone unturned to make her happy. But of course they would both patch up soon after.

He sought advice from me. All I could say was, you are one hell of a lucky guy. Try to not goof up. Be a lil more cautious. What advice would you give him?

For the record: They are very much in love and can’t wait to get married. But there are a minor complications that he needs to sort out before he takes the big plunge. He says he is the luckiest guy to have found true love in her.

Moral: It’s worth waiting, if you are waiting for the right person to come along.

Movies as I see it ..or rather hear it.

http://myfavmoviedialogues.blogspot.com/

For all the times I made you cry

The first time must have been when you held me
in your arms.
Dad says you almost cried a river.
I must have heard it a zillion times.
But every time seems like the very first.

My first word, my first step.
Each occasion was a celebration.
Though it was my first day at school.
It was you who waited with bated breath
outside the gate in the hot sun.

My nagging, my crying, my stubbornness.
You endured them all.
My lavish birthday parties, my shopping excursions.
You fulfilled them all.

When further studies abroad beckoned,
you let me spread my wings and pursue my goals.
I didn't want you to see me off at the airport.
As you'd embarass me in front of my friends by crying.

And now, as I sit here, seven seas away from you,
watching my daughter grow in front of my eyes.
I realize how many sacrifices it takes to raise a child.
And she's just 6 months old.

Dear Mom, I know I've been hard on you all along
Craving for your attention, day in day out.
You pushed aside your each desire, crushed your every dream
Held back your tears as if nothing happened.

For all the pain I caused
Sorry seems to be too small a word
I know I can't turn back the time
The least I could do is make sure
the next time you cry
the tears you shed be those of joy.

The other day, me and my colleague were taking an interview. My colleague asked the candidate, "what has been your best work so far?" . She promptly replied, 'Not yet!". I started thinking myself and dug out this ad. I gave my heart and soul to write this ad. It's about an oldage home. Thanks Maddy for coming up with a brilliant layout! :-)

Oops! I did it again...

don’t hang up on me…

you had me at ‘hello’
so don’t hang up on me
i haven’t had enough of you
don’t think i ever will

your voice is the first thing
i wanna wake up to
your voice is the only thing
that sees me through the dark night

oh! you really had me at ‘Hello’

it’s funny, i used to change
my ring tones so that i could
reach out to answer any call
but now it’s mostly on silent mode
as i hold on to it
as if my life depended on it

it must be true when they say
‘you gotta choose your addictions wisely’

well! guess what??!!
am waiting to hear you say 'hello'

all my waking hours
are spent charging
maybe i’d run out of topics
but i surely don’t wanna drain the battery

keep talking. keep talking

i wanna hear the breath of your voice
i wanna hear the pulse of your silence

don’t hang up on me
not yet…

the teasing, the pleading
the sob stories, the amazing journeys
the silly jokes, the crazy dreams
what’s for dinner
what you wish was for dinner

i’m listening. i’m listening to them all.

don’t hang up on me…not yet
it hurts like hell
to not have you around

you amaze me
in every little thing you do
the souvenirs you collect
of our every visit
the way you sneak out
to say how much you love me
how you can just hold my hand
for hours at end
and yet not speak a word

don’t hang up on me
don’t EVER
‘cos i haven’t had enough of you
and i don’t think i ever will

To my Lizeen,

She tells me she's dazed and confused.
In that case I must be disillusioned.
For I draw my inspiration from her.
Young, restless and carefree.
That's what she claims to be.
Don't I hold my head high up in the air;
For in her I oft see a reflection of me.

Talk about being over-protective!

Why Binda why????!!!!

melancholy

Many a times
I feel I am the sky
vast and infinite
holding the universe
within my arms
yet surrounded
by a dark void
The sun rises
as the moon fades
into a distant dream
alas!
my life is
just a vicious
monotonous cycle
can only fathom
of an escape
by closing my eyes.

still scribbling

have patience, they told me
but how could I?
for my curiosity knew no bounds

stay calm, they consoled me
but how could I?
when my destiny was raging a storm

be cautious, they warned me
but how could I?
fear was unheard of...

FREE is a four-letter word!

Random scribble

The unbearable stench
of a dry summer
dissolves into oblivion
I can almost hear the pulse
of a distant thunder
yearning to set ablaze
As the gentle breeze
now begins to tremble
The forecast
that was never meant to be
screams out
of the calm night
Here I lie awake
in anticipation
that the first drop
brings forth
a new aura of hope
to wash away
my tears of loneliness
The hope
of a promise long forgotten..

More than 3 hrs on the phone????!!!!

Starting from 10:26 p.m. right upto 1:40 a.m.... I surprise myself... I hate talking on the phone for such a long time... but this one...hhhmmmm... I couldn't get enough.. yeh dil maange more...it's just that the charge drained off and there was no way I could charge it at that time of the night...too many obstacles...

To set the record straight, the earlier record was also with the same person... ;-)

I love my Butterscotch!

Smitten by Movie Mania

It was raining movies on Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday!

Cruising by the Gateway!

One of my favourite things in the world...to just go for a boat ride at the gateway. I specially like the part where the boat leaves the shore... Feels like all my worries are drifting away... after about half an hour when the boat returns the shore , an elation sets in.. of a fresh beginning!

No dream ever too small

Sizzled out!

Am not much of a chocoholic, but treat me a Chocolate Brownie Sizzler at Newyorkers and I’ll die a million deaths.

I HATE Pigeons

Primarily for four reasons:
1. I can never get the spelling right at the first go.
2. They make a weird sound which reminds me of gastric trouble.
3. No matter how hard you try, they are too stubborn to move (especially when they perch themselves at my balcony)
4. Even if the world may refer to them as symbol of love or messenger of peace for that matter, for me they are harbingers of shit.

Hot PIP(E)ING breakfast.

This is puttu predominantly a breakfast item savoured by the sinners from God’s own country, yours truly! It’s made of rice flour and grated coconut, steam-cooked in the pot-pipe vessel. Water is boiled in the pot and the filling is dumped into the pipe shaped part. When vapours begin to come out of the top of the pipe, you know it’s cooked.

As a side dish you have an option to choose between banana, black chana (gram) curry or a paapad. I prefer banana. And it’s a must to eat it hot otherwise it gets too dry and hard.