Like others , i too enjoying watching raining . Sitting on the Fence ,waiting for someone i went into deep thought about the reason why did i like it at the first place. What is it that attracts everyone when he sees it. I related it to the calmness one acquires when he is finished with the Emotional outburst (read Weeping). High is the downpour and happier is the mood.. i am not sure if Freud would agree on this explanation of mine..

Getting drench in rain is even more sublime. It cleans you from inside and makes you feel freshen up. If you could remember the exalted feeling of Tim Robbins in "Shawshank Redemption" when he comes out of the tunnel in the midst of rain.

on a dull Friday Evening..

Life is a series of ups and downs. I would like to believe the life to be that way only. The charm of leading a life is to keep exploring yourself and be ready for anything that come your way .Exploration would let you know about the resources hidden inside you ,which you need in the case of handling a tough situation.So keep searching for the resources.

I was released from the project on 28th may. However little be the attachment,but i was part of it. Though i never felt that i belonged there. Yes, I was out of Place yet ironically i felt a sense of belonging after being released. Emotion will never let you tread on a single path.

Day before yesterday I saw a glimmer of hope.But as they say there is many a slips between cup and lip.. Managers are like Dapper always on Ass and usually full of shit..And this also describes my manager. As Shakespeare says "For Brutus is an honorable man, so are all an honorable man". But Caesar won't be deceived this time by Brutus . God bless my manager some sense and me some chances .. I don't want to go into ditch again . I want to take the bull by its horns this time. let's see what is there in the store for me. I Believe, everything happens for the best . so be it....:-)

Nothing catches my fancy anymore.. I need to look for something strong enough to drive me on any path let alone right one. There is no better way to define me but 'Stagnant '. I don't know whether others also feel the way i feel about it. Many a time I questioned myself the very reason to exist. If life has to be like this only, it is better not to think about it. It feels as if i am getting robbed and i can't do anything. Sometimes you can not lead the life the way , you wanted it .Life is all about accidents and achievements ,you can hardly be sure about anything anytime.But is this not the beauty of life to be inconclusive all the time. Let us enjoy the moment be it a happy one or a sad one.Once it is passed , it won't come back.So feel it to the fullest. Having Said that we must strive hard to see the life leading the way , we wanted it to be .

There is no way to happiness.. Happiness is the way..

counting Emotions..

They say, it is good to be loved and better to love.For me ,The best is to see persons madly in love with each other.. In Week end i have seen a couple. It was heartening to see them. But as with other good things, you have to earn it. Here I guess both earned each other ..How i wish here that all the couple get their destination which by Indian culture is to get married.

On the next day i met a guy whose parents recently knew of his love story. I don't know why but i got terrified for him. Marriage is an auspicious celebration in one's life. why do parents blot it by giving marching order rather than listening to their loved ones. Does son's happiness not bring smile on their faces too. After all their happiness is , when his son or daughter is happy.

God bless the couple...

Life is beautiful . really ?

I am not a sadist but some times i too fail to see the positivity of events happening around. To me this is the reflection of my own mental status.. If i feel happy from my inner self , everything looks perfect irrespective of their actual presence. Even the grave moments of sadness can't dispel the smile from my lips at that time..Some times hell of a joke goes unnoticed ..

Life is ,as they say, beauty lies in the eye of beholder, beautiful to them who see it that way.. i am still trying to see the beauty of it.. Life , to me is perplexing ,always changing ,wanton kind of a things., you can scarcely be sure about .. The life ,i am leading .is ,boring ,unsocial. I compare myself as someone who has slipped in to the dark well in the dead of a jungle and asking for a ladder and no one is offering any help let alone a ladder.

I am still waiting for the ladder ..:-(

Totally Down and out....

Life is asking so much of questions these days , I find it very difficult to answer any of these.. Too many questions and fewer answer..God Bless me...

Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Goa..

What is common between Goa and Kashmir.. No prize for Guessing ..Answer is Very simple..India..:-) Goa Sojourn was always on cards after pondicherry trip. We all decided that we would visit Goa very soon. Goa ,as i thought of it,was place of natural beaches and unhindered youthful exuberance. The picture of Goa which i could draw before was of raj kapoor's "BOBBY".

I took train to reach there.As i was going alone, i kept Einstein with me. "Life and times of Albert Einstein" is a good book and i devoured it in almost 4 years.Despite of dealing with Scientific theories and scientific nuances, Ronald Clark has also produced a Humane picture of Einstein , who like others ,is humorous and at times vulnerable. I could have read more of it had two new entrants of Indian Army not bumped in to us. Boys were from Punjab, I have been fascinated to Punjab from very early days..As early as DDLG happened to us.. I was enamored by their rustic dialect and the stories they were telling about their village. In a sense True India still lives in villages where there is still strong bonding between each other. How i wish i was living in such a village. After talking to them about 3 hrs i fell asleep..

When i woke up, It was raining hard.. I had thought of leaving the train at madgaon, But common sense prevailed and i left the train at vasco. The moment i left the station i could smell fish everywhere. i wonder whether Fishes fly there too. Some How i managed to reach Calingaut beach. Ranjit, Arpit and jha jee were still to come to join me. We were supposed to meet in the morning around 7o' clock. But nature has his own way to decide things , land slide occurred somewhere in the Goa- banglore Highway. They reached in the evening and by that time i have seen calingaut and baga with my another friend Ankit , who received me . He was like a savior . I could not have done much than to take a hotel and waited for their arrival , had ankit was not there.Ankit Is a captain in Indian Army. He is a childhood friend. we both passed from the same boarding school. finally they reached Calingaut at 10 o clock . i received them and went to hotel. After chatting long hours, we all fell asleep as if there were 3-4 dead man there in the room.

The next day i was like guide to me..I called in ankit and took him also with us when we went to see a fort Aguada which was once a jail..it was so full of nature that i could have happily volunteered to be a prisoner.. Very picturesque indeed.. Like all other we also took some 50 snaps there :-) when it comes to pose Arpit is the best.. He is someone who has this in-born talent .. I too tried some . i am not sure whether i could catch arpit in this trait. The best thing about him is that he is uber cool with great sense of humor.. He can make you laugh out of nothing.. After this We went to calingaut beach and had tatoo on our hand. We were advised not to go far in to the sea as due to heavy rain , water current was very forceful.. after enjoying Sun and sand there at calingaut. We proceeded to Baga Beach..Baga Beach is naturally more picturesque because of being a side to the greeny mountain..And Crowd was better there too.. After this we did n't have enough strength to go anywhere. So we went back to our room..rested for an hour or two.. and after taking dinner we roamed around to see how it looked to be in Goa in the night.. Night was even better than the the day.. people were still going to the beaches, i could sense, not for taking a plug in it but to sit by it. we also went to the nearby beach and sat for an hour..

on 5th Oct we decided to see Vagatore beach and vagatore Fort where "Dil chahta hai " was picturised..There was nothing special about vagatore beach but equally different was the vagatore fort.. When we reached there at the fort, we could easily remember the frames of the film which were shot there.. We , tried to shoot it again.. How i wish i could say we succeeded :-) i was running out of time.. i had to reach madgaon to catch the train .. I tried my best but i missed my train by 5 mins.. Time is too precious a thing you can buy for yourself when you earnestly need it.. I had no other option but to go by valvo.. I took a ticket and waited for close to 4 hours and came back...

It wasn't bad .. was it...? not at all.....:-)