I just finished reading this book called ‘Daddy Long legs’ by an author called Jean Webster (never hear of her/him before). I happened to fish this e-book in the folder that gomu had copied onto my laptop. (So sweet of her!)
It’s a collection of letters sent by an orphaned 18 year old to her benefactor who provides for her education where she writes about college, vacation and her loneliness, country, etc., written in a simple, humorous, lively and engaging manner.
These are certain parts of the book that really enchanted me while I read them:
--It isn't the great big pleasures that count the most; it's making a great deal out of the little ones--I've discovered the true secret of happiness, Daddy, and that is to live in the now. Not to be for ever regretting the past, or anticipating the future; but to get the most that you can out of this very instant. It's like farming. You can have extensive farming and intensive farming; well, I am going to have intensive living after this. I'm going to enjoy every second, and I'm going to KNOW I'm enjoying it while I'm enjoying it. Most people don't live; they just race. They are trying to reach some goal far away on the horizon, and in the heat of the going they get so breathless and panting that they lose all sight of the beautiful, tranquil country they are passing through; and then the first thing they know, they are old and worn out, and it doesn't make any difference whether they've reached the goal or not. I've decided to sit down by the way and pile up a lot of little happinesses, even if I never become a Great Author. Did you ever know such a philosopheress as I am developing into? Yours ever, Judy.
PS. It's raining cats and dogs tonight. Two puppies and a kitten have just landed on the
window-sill.
--I know lots of girls (Julia, for instance) who never know that they are happy. They are so accustomed to the feeling that their senses are deadened to it; but as for me--I am perfectly sure every moment of my life that I am happy. And I'm going to keep on being, no matter what unpleasant things turn up. I'm going to regard them (even toothaches) as interesting experiences, and be glad to know what they feel like. `Whatever sky's above me, I've a heart for any fate.'
Sunday, June 24, 2007
The DaTe
She woke up, butterflies in her stomach! ( No! No! She doesn’t have a stomach upset…). She had been looking forward to this day since long. She had already decided upon the white summer gown for the warm June afternoon. She took a nice long warm shower with perfumed oil to soothe her sensitive nerves and scrubbed her dark skin to a pale pink, put on generously of her perfume reserved for occasions, that one that gently and pleasantly distracted people and made them pass a smile at her, dried her long wavy hair into a cascade wafting like a billowing mist of black cloud about her face. As she buttoned her gown in the front she realized that the one on the top was missing. She reached out the needle box almost instinctively, when suddenly she listened to someone with horns on his head and a tail to go with it and left it untended.
She did not wear a lot of makeup not because she didn’t want to but because she didn’t know how to. She was to meet him at the ‘Café Just for You’ which was on a sidewalk overlooking the zebra crossing, a five minute walk from her hotel. She had always wondered about the mush behind the Café’s name…but today it didn’t sound odd.
She left the hotel as cool-warm sweet early summer wind tickled her. The sun was playing hide and seek behind the clouds and she feared it might rain, when the tickle got stronger and the wind began to tease her hair and her skirt, trying to blow it higher and higher, little by little. Plop! Plop! Plop! Huge drops the size of a 25 paise coin began to fall. She was fumbling with her umbrella when the rogue, teasing Wind, chanced upon the opportune moment to take a peek and blew her skirt above her waist. The beggar with black teeth at the street corner, the drivers at the traffic signal, numerous pairs of eyes at the restaurant overlooking the sidewalk, poodles at a distance, it seemed even the trees and the flowers stole a furtive glance before they continued with their business, accentuating the pink on her cheeks. ‘Flick!’, finally her umbrella opened just in time for the rain to stop as suddenly as it started! The wind died down leaving her hair and her skirt ravished! Did the Rain and the Wind conspire!!?!?
She reached the café 5 minutes later than they had decided and was searching her apology archive for one that befit the occasion. She was spared the trouble as she noticed that the corner table where they had decided to meet up was empty. The Sun was high and gently warm. She perched herself on the chair overlooking the zebra crossing and put on her sunglasses for she didn’t want him to realize that she was as excited as a squirrel and her eyes never lied. So she had to hide the traitors. Happiness was in the air as folks around were blithely laughing, chatting, hugging n kissing, drinking for happiness, for the weather, for the sun. She brushed her hair ruined by the wind and stole a quick glance into the hand mirror.
Her previous blind date memories flashed across her mind. Mr. Wobbly Bits, Mr. I-Know-It-All, Mr. Uncle-Paunch, Mr. Steam Engine, Mr. Too-Shy-to-make-a-move, Mr. Looney Face, Mr. Bald on the top, Mr. Totally Bald and last but not the least, Mr. Hunk!
Let me explain the Hunk episode in detail.
She couldn’t believe her eyes on her last blind date. The Hunk sat on his sexy bike with a sexier helmet on. It was an unwritten proclamation. ‘What’s in my face? Look at all the adrenaline I have pumped baby!’
His muscles were bulging under his Tee shirt which she feared might rip open any moment. She felt underdressed without a helmet herself. She smiled at his bulging muscles since his eyes were deep within his helmet and said, “Hello!”. He responded with a muffled something with his helmet on which she believed was a Hello in response. She began to wonder about what lay underneath.(Underneath The Helmet, Dirty minds!!! Others, please ignore ;-) )
She wondered if he was bald. The Bald-or-Not chap continued to park his bike with his helmet still on. She had almost decided that he was bald and probably had a squint and buck teeth or worse, no teeth at all. She was preparing herself for the worst when he finally removed his helmet.
‘This is probably how close a girl could feel the way a boy feels when he blind dates a girl in purdah’, she thought!
She resisted the urge to pinch herself as the helmet veil came off to show a perfectly symmetrical face with lustrous fine dark silky hair tied into a small pony tail, a perfect Close-up smile and a twinkle in his eyes and everything(don’t read beyond nose, ears and eyes! That is exactly what I meant by everything! ;-) ) seemed to be in place contrary to what she had expected.
She breathed a sigh of relief and said,” Lets go get some coffee!”. (That is when the lightning struck, mercilessly shattering her hopes to shards!)
She thought she heard a squeal, and looked to see if she had stepped on a mouse by mistake. She heard the squeal again, this time a bit louder and closer and higher. She lifted her glance from the ground and figured the origin of the near nature confused cry for help, would you believe if I said ,the Hunk, perfect in everyway except when he opened his mouth. It felt like a gramophone record squeaking away its last days to glory combined with the wheeze of an asthmatic patient.
She wanted to become invisible suddenly. But then, decided to be nice and stayed. She ordered strong black coffee to deal with the imminent headache and almost screamed when after five minutes of listening, she realized he had probably left his grey matter at home or his first floor was probably as vacant as vacuum itself! She wore cotton plugs for the rest of the week after that day.
She jolted back to today, as the waiter placed the jug of water and gave her a charming smile which she returned without effort as if was there always only to be noticed!
It took her six months to let go and give God another chance to prove that he still hasn’t lost his finesse.
And hoped that the mistakes she met were probably all just experiments…but what if she were an experiment herself? What if she were a lock without a key? ( hell no! Don’t read the last sentence more than once! There u go! Now don’t blame me…I dint intend to mean that!!! )
She did not wear a lot of makeup not because she didn’t want to but because she didn’t know how to. She was to meet him at the ‘Café Just for You’ which was on a sidewalk overlooking the zebra crossing, a five minute walk from her hotel. She had always wondered about the mush behind the Café’s name…but today it didn’t sound odd.
She left the hotel as cool-warm sweet early summer wind tickled her. The sun was playing hide and seek behind the clouds and she feared it might rain, when the tickle got stronger and the wind began to tease her hair and her skirt, trying to blow it higher and higher, little by little. Plop! Plop! Plop! Huge drops the size of a 25 paise coin began to fall. She was fumbling with her umbrella when the rogue, teasing Wind, chanced upon the opportune moment to take a peek and blew her skirt above her waist. The beggar with black teeth at the street corner, the drivers at the traffic signal, numerous pairs of eyes at the restaurant overlooking the sidewalk, poodles at a distance, it seemed even the trees and the flowers stole a furtive glance before they continued with their business, accentuating the pink on her cheeks. ‘Flick!’, finally her umbrella opened just in time for the rain to stop as suddenly as it started! The wind died down leaving her hair and her skirt ravished! Did the Rain and the Wind conspire!!?!?
She reached the café 5 minutes later than they had decided and was searching her apology archive for one that befit the occasion. She was spared the trouble as she noticed that the corner table where they had decided to meet up was empty. The Sun was high and gently warm. She perched herself on the chair overlooking the zebra crossing and put on her sunglasses for she didn’t want him to realize that she was as excited as a squirrel and her eyes never lied. So she had to hide the traitors. Happiness was in the air as folks around were blithely laughing, chatting, hugging n kissing, drinking for happiness, for the weather, for the sun. She brushed her hair ruined by the wind and stole a quick glance into the hand mirror.
Her previous blind date memories flashed across her mind. Mr. Wobbly Bits, Mr. I-Know-It-All, Mr. Uncle-Paunch, Mr. Steam Engine, Mr. Too-Shy-to-make-a-move, Mr. Looney Face, Mr. Bald on the top, Mr. Totally Bald and last but not the least, Mr. Hunk!
Let me explain the Hunk episode in detail.
She couldn’t believe her eyes on her last blind date. The Hunk sat on his sexy bike with a sexier helmet on. It was an unwritten proclamation. ‘What’s in my face? Look at all the adrenaline I have pumped baby!’
His muscles were bulging under his Tee shirt which she feared might rip open any moment. She felt underdressed without a helmet herself. She smiled at his bulging muscles since his eyes were deep within his helmet and said, “Hello!”. He responded with a muffled something with his helmet on which she believed was a Hello in response. She began to wonder about what lay underneath.(Underneath The Helmet, Dirty minds!!! Others, please ignore ;-) )
She wondered if he was bald. The Bald-or-Not chap continued to park his bike with his helmet still on. She had almost decided that he was bald and probably had a squint and buck teeth or worse, no teeth at all. She was preparing herself for the worst when he finally removed his helmet.
‘This is probably how close a girl could feel the way a boy feels when he blind dates a girl in purdah’, she thought!
She resisted the urge to pinch herself as the helmet veil came off to show a perfectly symmetrical face with lustrous fine dark silky hair tied into a small pony tail, a perfect Close-up smile and a twinkle in his eyes and everything(don’t read beyond nose, ears and eyes! That is exactly what I meant by everything! ;-) ) seemed to be in place contrary to what she had expected.
She breathed a sigh of relief and said,” Lets go get some coffee!”. (That is when the lightning struck, mercilessly shattering her hopes to shards!)
She thought she heard a squeal, and looked to see if she had stepped on a mouse by mistake. She heard the squeal again, this time a bit louder and closer and higher. She lifted her glance from the ground and figured the origin of the near nature confused cry for help, would you believe if I said ,the Hunk, perfect in everyway except when he opened his mouth. It felt like a gramophone record squeaking away its last days to glory combined with the wheeze of an asthmatic patient.
She wanted to become invisible suddenly. But then, decided to be nice and stayed. She ordered strong black coffee to deal with the imminent headache and almost screamed when after five minutes of listening, she realized he had probably left his grey matter at home or his first floor was probably as vacant as vacuum itself! She wore cotton plugs for the rest of the week after that day.
She jolted back to today, as the waiter placed the jug of water and gave her a charming smile which she returned without effort as if was there always only to be noticed!
It took her six months to let go and give God another chance to prove that he still hasn’t lost his finesse.
And hoped that the mistakes she met were probably all just experiments…but what if she were an experiment herself? What if she were a lock without a key? ( hell no! Don’t read the last sentence more than once! There u go! Now don’t blame me…I dint intend to mean that!!! )
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Love at First Sight!
I am in love with The City of Love
This place is beautiful
so are the people...
I got to see some of the most breathtakingly beautiful buildings,
magnificent paintings,
most beauuutiful women and most romantic men...
This place is beautiful
so are the people...
I got to see some of the most breathtakingly beautiful buildings,
magnificent paintings,
most beauuutiful women and most romantic men...
Friday, October 20, 2006
Diwali.......!
its all lit up and glowin...
matchbox houses...and
the faces of tiny ppl in them
the boy, carryin a basket
has a twinkle in his eyes...
dreamin of the
pistol and roll of crakers
his father promised for diwali
the girl selling bangles
is beaming in the saree
her loving husband got for her
with his humble earnings...
his eyes sparkled as he
saw the fire works reflected
in his sweetheart's eyes
bang ! boom!
i shudder for the first few times
thankfully my startled eyes meet nobody's
i aint no coward when it comes to crackers
i just let go...
a loooong time back
fumes fill the air and ma lungs
noise fills ma ears
giggling and running children
playin robber and police...
whilsting rockets
shiny crisp new dresses
matching earrings,bangles...
sweets...and more sweets
temple and prayers offered
for first rank,
for a job,
for a girl friend/boy friend,
for a wife/husband,
for a baby,
for life!
Herez to life again! in its best! Cheers!
Happy Diwali!
matchbox houses...and
the faces of tiny ppl in them
the boy, carryin a basket
has a twinkle in his eyes...
dreamin of the
pistol and roll of crakers
his father promised for diwali
the girl selling bangles
is beaming in the saree
her loving husband got for her
with his humble earnings...
his eyes sparkled as he
saw the fire works reflected
in his sweetheart's eyes
bang ! boom!
i shudder for the first few times
thankfully my startled eyes meet nobody's
i aint no coward when it comes to crackers
i just let go...
a loooong time back
fumes fill the air and ma lungs
noise fills ma ears
giggling and running children
playin robber and police...
whilsting rockets
shiny crisp new dresses
matching earrings,bangles...
sweets...and more sweets
temple and prayers offered
for first rank,
for a job,
for a girl friend/boy friend,
for a wife/husband,
for a baby,
for life!
Herez to life again! in its best! Cheers!
Happy Diwali!
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Monday, September 25, 2006
I got it !!! I Got it!!! I GOT ittt!!!!!
Yaaaaaahooooooooooo !
I have been blessed with a passport.......after three long years!
OMG ! I think i am gonna cry!!!!!!
I have been blessed with a passport.......after three long years!
OMG ! I think i am gonna cry!!!!!!
Monday, September 18, 2006
Gimme gimme!
And give me silence, give me water, hope.
Give me the struggle, the iron, the volcanoes.
Let bodies cling like magnets to my body.
Come quickly to my veins and to my mouth.
Speak through my speech, and through my blood.
--Pablo Neruda
Give me the struggle, the iron, the volcanoes.
Let bodies cling like magnets to my body.
Come quickly to my veins and to my mouth.
Speak through my speech, and through my blood.
--Pablo Neruda
Sunday, September 17, 2006
A Friend called Maggi
What would i do without you Maggi?
On Lazy Sunday afternoons
when i wake up at noontide
My empty stomach Grumbling
My lazy bones frozen
When a decent small lunch seems like a distant dream
It is you dear darlin
That satiates my hunger
and quietens the hammering in ma head...
And what you do to my palates is beyond words...
Doc says you are not good fer me too often...
But tis you dear Maggi
Who is around
When i forget to have dinner
And reach home late from office...
How can you not be good fer me Maggi...?!!
Oh Maggi, dear Maggi!
My world would be less cheerful without without you!
On Lazy Sunday afternoons
when i wake up at noontide
My empty stomach Grumbling
My lazy bones frozen
When a decent small lunch seems like a distant dream
It is you dear darlin
That satiates my hunger
and quietens the hammering in ma head...
And what you do to my palates is beyond words...
Doc says you are not good fer me too often...
But tis you dear Maggi
Who is around
When i forget to have dinner
And reach home late from office...
How can you not be good fer me Maggi...?!!
Oh Maggi, dear Maggi!
My world would be less cheerful without without you!
Turned another leaf! Closed another Chapter!
Category : Personal Rant
Value : Zero, possibly negative
What's in it for you: Nothin, you are wastin ya time if you are lookin fer somethin.
I turned another leaf!
Ma story didnt take a turn where i wanted it to....
But still i like it...May be thats why i am still here.
I like the unpredictablility called life !
There was a little puppy... a country dog...
It liked its master very much...it was very loyal to him...
One fine day, there was a new dog in the home...
A pure bred german shepherd...
The country dog overheard the master saying," oh! i just reared the country dog to see how well i can take care of dogs..."
The country dog felt bad...
Master," Was just tryin to be practical!"
"Practical My Foot!!!!!"
Morons!
There is a person behind every pair of eyes...
When will people stop lookin at the eyes and start lookin beyond?!
Value : Zero, possibly negative
What's in it for you: Nothin, you are wastin ya time if you are lookin fer somethin.
I turned another leaf!
Ma story didnt take a turn where i wanted it to....
But still i like it...May be thats why i am still here.
I like the unpredictablility called life !
There was a little puppy... a country dog...
It liked its master very much...it was very loyal to him...
One fine day, there was a new dog in the home...
A pure bred german shepherd...
The country dog overheard the master saying," oh! i just reared the country dog to see how well i can take care of dogs..."
The country dog felt bad...
Master," Was just tryin to be practical!"
"Practical My Foot!!!!!"
Morons!
There is a person behind every pair of eyes...
When will people stop lookin at the eyes and start lookin beyond?!
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Free Fall
I am falling...i am falling!!!
Oh no no... not in love, stupid!
My spirits are crumbling
and i am travelling at supersonic speeds towards oblivion...
oh no no...i aint depressed stupid!
Its all a part of the ride isnt it?
When i shriek in excitement, i have also paid for the lump in ma throat....
yeh ! this ride!
Its getting rockier by the day!
oh no no...i aint complainin stupid!
i am here...i am not... and i am here again!
oh no no... i aint crazy stupid!
just a little outa mind!
Oh no no... not in love, stupid!
My spirits are crumbling
and i am travelling at supersonic speeds towards oblivion...
oh no no...i aint depressed stupid!
Its all a part of the ride isnt it?
When i shriek in excitement, i have also paid for the lump in ma throat....
yeh ! this ride!
Its getting rockier by the day!
oh no no...i aint complainin stupid!
i am here...i am not... and i am here again!
oh no no... i aint crazy stupid!
just a little outa mind!
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Ma Roller Coaster's moving Crazy!
My Roller Coaster just took a 90 degree turn...
I am trying to find the ground while my feet are up in the air!
I'd remember this day!
:)
I am trying to find the ground while my feet are up in the air!
I'd remember this day!
:)
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Tick Tock Tick Tock
Life is slipping through my fingers...
like fine grains of sand
I can feel it but cant stop it
for to withhold is to die(Gibran)
I need to flow with it too...
But then to flow is to become a drop in the ocean
You dont know where you begin
and where you end
Its all about you
and you alone
Yeah...its all about me!
like fine grains of sand
I can feel it but cant stop it
for to withhold is to die(Gibran)
I need to flow with it too...
But then to flow is to become a drop in the ocean
You dont know where you begin
and where you end
Its all about you
and you alone
Yeah...its all about me!
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
And it flows
The Ganesh Visarjan took place yesterday for the last time in the past ten days!
I was on my 11.15 bus travelling back home...
The vibes were infectious...
Once every 100 meters (almost) we found a group of ppl carrying the Ganesh idols dancing....jumping up and down ...groups of ppl...with colored powders sprinkled on them...They reminded me of the lads and lasses at the only ever rock concert that i have seen at IIT Powai...Even lord Ganesha seemed to have become accustomed to the techno music that were being played at a few junctures....
Little girls on their dad's shoulders were having a helluva time dancing away....They danced like ripples in water...like a leaf in the wind...all of them....
Its beautiful to realise that in the mad mad world, full of fury and rat race, we stop, we live , albeit for a moment!
Ganpati Bappa Moriya!!!! Cheers!
And this morning a little party of ours went to the Girgaum Chaupatty and did a little bita clean up....There were Huge masses of ppl waitin to see their lovely Ganesh gifted to the Sea God...Some were sleeping under the trees on the roadside after their overnight party....oblivious to everything else.....
Haah! People
I was on my 11.15 bus travelling back home...
The vibes were infectious...
Once every 100 meters (almost) we found a group of ppl carrying the Ganesh idols dancing....jumping up and down ...groups of ppl...with colored powders sprinkled on them...They reminded me of the lads and lasses at the only ever rock concert that i have seen at IIT Powai...Even lord Ganesha seemed to have become accustomed to the techno music that were being played at a few junctures....
Little girls on their dad's shoulders were having a helluva time dancing away....They danced like ripples in water...like a leaf in the wind...all of them....
Its beautiful to realise that in the mad mad world, full of fury and rat race, we stop, we live , albeit for a moment!
Ganpati Bappa Moriya!!!! Cheers!
And this morning a little party of ours went to the Girgaum Chaupatty and did a little bita clean up....There were Huge masses of ppl waitin to see their lovely Ganesh gifted to the Sea God...Some were sleeping under the trees on the roadside after their overnight party....oblivious to everything else.....
Haah! People
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Siddhartha
I read the book - AGAIN.
I like Siddhartha.
Its written in a simple language and conveys eternity in its few pages.
Why do i like the book?
Coz i like the "process of reading" the book.
Its like a minilifetime.
And whenever i flip through the pages of the book, a tiny voice says to the pages of the book," Yes, i understand what you are going through. I understand how you feel"
My most favourite sections of the book are towards the end when he becomes a ferryman and talks to the river. He is at his best then. Simple, happy and wise and nothin the empty/half filled container!
I like Siddhartha.
Its written in a simple language and conveys eternity in its few pages.
Why do i like the book?
Coz i like the "process of reading" the book.
Its like a minilifetime.
And whenever i flip through the pages of the book, a tiny voice says to the pages of the book," Yes, i understand what you are going through. I understand how you feel"
My most favourite sections of the book are towards the end when he becomes a ferryman and talks to the river. He is at his best then. Simple, happy and wise and nothin the empty/half filled container!
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Love at First Sight!
She was wandering in the yonder valley
Filled with mist and mystic beauty
Searching..looking all over for she knew not what
A Golden ray sprung from the distant horizon
Transforming a dew drop into a momentous diamond thereupon
As the birds chirped gently out of their slumber
She was transfixed in wonder
As a golden red globe rose up to its majesty
Slowly after its night long repose
Flooding the valley with its presence
Lighting everything it touched
How it made a tender bud burgeon and
a crimson rose to open up to let her fragrance loose
How it defined every tree, every leaf , every vein
And gave them all an identity
For without it, all the world
would be obscure in one immense darkness
She fell in love with light that day!
As she realised what she had missed for so long!
( This poem is about a girl who has been blind since birth and
sees her first sunrise the day she gains her eyesight )
Filled with mist and mystic beauty
Searching..looking all over for she knew not what
A Golden ray sprung from the distant horizon
Transforming a dew drop into a momentous diamond thereupon
As the birds chirped gently out of their slumber
She was transfixed in wonder
As a golden red globe rose up to its majesty
Slowly after its night long repose
Flooding the valley with its presence
Lighting everything it touched
How it made a tender bud burgeon and
a crimson rose to open up to let her fragrance loose
How it defined every tree, every leaf , every vein
And gave them all an identity
For without it, all the world
would be obscure in one immense darkness
She fell in love with light that day!
As she realised what she had missed for so long!
( This poem is about a girl who has been blind since birth and
sees her first sunrise the day she gains her eyesight )
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Mission Impossible 3 Rocks!!
1.I was sitting at the edge of my seat mosta the time
2. and when i wasnt doin that i was biting my nails
3. When i wasnt doin 1 or 2 i was swearing under my breath at the villian!
The movie got me involved! It was good! Got my adrenalin pumping! A good watch.. I would rate it 4 on 5.
While we were waiting at Barista before the show started, the boy at the counter was all the more curious...Our conversation was like this...
Me : One hot cafe mocha and one cold
The boy : Both cafe mocha ma'am?
Me : yes Sir!
The boy tries to hide his amusement at me calling him sir.
The boy : Do you work for a call centre ma'am?
Me : No!
The boy gives a questionin look
Me : I work for a software consultancy...tell him the firm's name
The boy : oh I see...
Later when i went to collect my order, he asked me if i had been promoted or somethin!! I denied it with a smile...Somehow i seem to have given him the idea that i was there today to celebrate !!I shudda confessed! I was celebrating LIFE !!! Cheers!
Thursday, June 08, 2006
All that Jazz!!!!
Hours of sweat and jazz and being squashed in the train on my way to and back from training has culminated in my two day performance on the song Fanaa from Yuva at St.Andrews college on the 3rd and 4th of this month!!!!
I was dazzled more by the other performers and more importantly kid performers that the merriment i made performing myself!!!!
JOSH!!! Thats the word! Life!!! The auditorium was filled with so much energy so much life and so many wonderful dancers! Some of the kids were truly Awesome!!!
My three little guests turned out to be critics...they found the first few performances intriguing and appreciable...soon they found themselves bogged down by the same old steps and people dancing with fun over some really emotional tracks that have been remixed with a fast beat pattern!!!
I would be failing to paint the picture fully if i dont mention the long hours we spent waiting for our chance to perform for only about 5 minutes, the fun times we had playing "killer"...teasing the cute cupid struck couple just passed outa highschool....
Boys makin fun of girls wearing their makeup....
yeh it was SOME experience!!!!
I was dazzled more by the other performers and more importantly kid performers that the merriment i made performing myself!!!!
JOSH!!! Thats the word! Life!!! The auditorium was filled with so much energy so much life and so many wonderful dancers! Some of the kids were truly Awesome!!!
My three little guests turned out to be critics...they found the first few performances intriguing and appreciable...soon they found themselves bogged down by the same old steps and people dancing with fun over some really emotional tracks that have been remixed with a fast beat pattern!!!
I would be failing to paint the picture fully if i dont mention the long hours we spent waiting for our chance to perform for only about 5 minutes, the fun times we had playing "killer"...teasing the cute cupid struck couple just passed outa highschool....
Boys makin fun of girls wearing their makeup....
yeh it was SOME experience!!!!
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Its Rainin Men!!!!
First rains of the monsoon!!!!
Mmmmm!!! The skies and the earth are merry making!!!
Lets join the party!
Mmmmm!!! The skies and the earth are merry making!!!
Lets join the party!
Sunday, May 28, 2006
Its the time to Disco!!!
Had been to Club Escape at Lokhandwala this Sunday...
The place was pretty comfy and the music okish!
It opens at around 10.30 and closes by 1.00 am.
It was a fun Sunday night!!!
The place was pretty comfy and the music okish!
It opens at around 10.30 and closes by 1.00 am.
It was a fun Sunday night!!!
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Some TP!!!
| You Are a Dreaming Soul |
 Your vivid emotions and imagination takes you away from this world So much so that you tend to live in your head most of the time You have great dreams and ambitions that could be the envy of all... But for you, following through with your dreams is a bit difficult You are charming, endearing, and people tend to love you. Forgiving and tolerant, you see the world through rose colored glasses. Underneath it all, you have a ton of passion that you hide from others. Always hopeful, you tend to expect positive outcomes in your life. Souls you are most compatible with: Newborn Soul, Prophet Soul, and Traveler Soul |
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