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A silly question just popped up in my head..... and what made me think further on the topic, were the most common answers given to that question by the people. The question was : If you described yourself similar to a creature, what would you describe yourself as? The most common answers : Lion, Tiger, Hawk....all of them symbols of elegance and excellence. Just as I was thinking about this question, walking on the ring road behind the football field, a creature popped out of nowhere in front of me. And no, it was not one of those i mentioned above, they are simply extinct in our campus, those symbols of elegance. I say nowhere because i hadn't spotted it earlier even though it was just a foot away from me. You might have guessed what it was by now, the title being more suggestive towards it more than anything else.... It was a Chameleon, as gray as the road i was walking on! Then i wondered why people don't like being compared to this gifted creature. A popular saying in Hind

Saw the first signs of winter here in Goa - the diffused sunlight coming through the corridor in which i was walking. Made be go back in time and remember the countless winters i spent at home in Jaipur. Usually when at home in November, there would be an exam coming up, so i would spend the afternoon in my room studying, basking in the same diffused sunlight coming in through my window, wrapped up in a quilt on my bed, having had a warm sumptuous meal. It is the warmth that accompanies the cold of winters that make it my favorite season. Though the situation has not changed much, i still have exams coming up.... the scenario around it has changed considerably: diffused sunlight was no where to be seen here in Goa, before today ; i can't see a quilt in my room, instead a fan is still blowing over my head at full speed in the last week of November; the warm sumptuous home meal has been replaced by the bland and uninteresting mess food. Maybe i am missing home, maybe i am missing wi

No... this is not a description of a CID episode as u might have guessed from the title. This is all about a really funny incident which i was narrating to a friend today, when the idea struck me that i should share it with you all. So here goes...  Okay, so this happened to me last summer, that is in 2009. Before jumping tothe incident itself, a little background first. My dearest chachu is a CA (Chartered Account), and i always kept hearing from him about these wonderful ICAI (Institute of Chartered Accountants of India) conferences he kept attending in Jaipur, which had awesome lunches, special performances by bollywood playback singer so on and so forth. But they always happened at times when I had exams. But last summer ICAI was celebrating 50 years of its existence in Agra at the Jaypee Hotel. Again chachu was invited to attend the same, with a free stay for two at Mansingh group of Hotels in Agra. Luckily for me, my little cousin Devashish (chachu's son) had exams at that ti

Was watching a film yesterday.... actually a short film made by the students from IIT- Madras. It was a story about 4 roommates/friends in IIT-M, each one of them could be broadly classified as a 'type'of engineer, one who took up engineering in the hopes of changing the world by 'building-up' things, one who had his future planned out- pursuing a bachelor's degree in his favourite discipline in one of India's top engg school, then going abroad to a bigger yet university to complete his higher education and get a fat pay-scale, one who had merely got his discipline (or branch as its commonly known) out of the zillion options he had filled at the time of counselling and lastly the fourth one,who had taken up engineering only to find out that he actually loved one of the basic sciences (physics in the movie), who was so attached to his family that he could not find the courage to tell them that he needed to go abroad in order to pursue his dream subject. Needless

आज मन कहने लगा कुछ गुनगुनाओ तो फिर वोही गाना गुनगुना लिया | तुम्हारी बातों ने फिर छेड दिए कुछ साज़ तो आज फिर दिल ने मुस्कुरा दिया | जब आज सूरज को ढलते देखा तो फिर तुम्हारी याद आई याद आई वो सारी शामें जिन्हें  तुम्हारे मासूम-से सवालों में डूबा दिया | आज मन कहने लगा कुछ गुनगुनाओ तो फिर वोही गाना गुनगुना लिया | काले बादलों को देखकर मन उदास हुआ तो मैंने आखें बंद कर ली बंद आखों में जब तुम्हारा चेहरा आया तो कुछ  बूंदों ने मेरे चेहरे को भिगा दिया | आज मन कहने लगा कुछ गुनगुनाओ तो फिर वोही गाना गुनगुना लिया | सुबह की धूप जो तुम्हारे बालों से छन कर आती थी  जब सीधे आज आखों पर गिरी तो अच्छा न लगा फिर तुम्हारे साथ  का एहसास हुआ  तो हँसते हुए नए दिन को गले लगा लिया | आज मन कहने लगा कुछ गुनगुनाओ तो फिर वोही गाना गुनगुना लिया | 

This is my FAVORITE poem.... so am sharing this with all of you.... Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find, me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll. I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my sou l - William Ernest Henel y

Disclaimer: Not my original work, received this wonderful satire on e-mail  Old Story: The Ant works hard in the withering heat all summer building its house and laying up supplies for the winter. The Grasshopper thinks the Ant is a fool and laughs dances plays the summer away. Come winter, the Ant is warm and well fed. The Grasshopper has no food or shelter so he dies out in the cold. New Indian Version: The Ant works hard in the withering heat all summer building its house and laying up supplies for the winter. The Grasshopper thinks the Ant's a fool and laughs dances plays the summer away. Come winter, the shivering Grasshopper calls a press conference and demands to know why the Ant should be allowed to be warm and well fed while others are cold and starving. NDTV, BBC, CNN show up to provide pictures of the shivering Grasshopper next to a video of the Ant in his comfortable home with a table filled with food. The World is stunned by the sharp contrast

Thinking about you... i feel content... talking to you...  i feel free... lookin at u.. i wonder... is it really possible? or too good to be true... You make me feel wanted... in this abyss of a world... where love is rare... and loners are haunted... You came as a surprise... the sweetest one as yet... filled my world with romance... where loneliness played in reprise... You aren't a perfect match... and perhaps that is the beauty... as our bond grows stronger... without a single scratch... Thinking about you... i feel content... talking to you...  i feel free...