Save Me Lord

All winter I was patiently waiting for the snow to subside and make way for spring. And now that 'Spring' has arrived, I am all the more worried. Due to frigidity of the barren winter, I had completely forgotten that spring doesn't come alone. Hurricanes and Allergies go hand in hand with spring. Lord save me from those merciless allergies. Aaaacccchhhooooooooooooo!

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People say arguments are healthy. I say they are not! They were not meant to be healthy, otherwise they won't be called arguments.

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Lucky...I guess?

Sometimes I feel I do not deserve what I have or what I am yet to get. It's such a strange feeling. Often strong enough to engulf my decisive thought process. It is so overpowering that I lose the very desire to cherish it........ And I do not know if it reveals a bad or more meaner side of me. I have to learn to take things slowly, patiently, and most of all maturely.

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Some more...

Quite an expression, a breather for an 'unusual' Friday night:

Aaj kuch yaad kar raha hai dil
Kisi ki fariyaad kar raha hai dil
Chup ke se keh diya dhadkano ne
Apno ko begana kar raha hai dil.....

Waqt ke saath halat badal jaate
Apno ke khayalat badal jaate hain
Jab azamane ka waqt ata hai
Khud apne jazbaat badal jaate hain....

Waqt guzarta raha par sanse thami si thi,
Muskura rahe the hum, par ankho mein namisi thi,
Saath hamare ye jahan tha sara,
Par na jane kyun kuch kami si thi....

Manzilein bhi uski thi, rasta bhi uska tha
Ek hum akele hi the, kafila bhi uska tha....

Kisi ko muqammal jahan nahi milta
Kabhi zameen to kabhi aasmaan nahi milta....

Phewww!

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VTech Massacre

Whatever happened was really brutal and grave. May god rest the departed souls in peace.

The Irish Luck

Happy St. Patrick's Day to ya'll (If you care..)! Yesterday I geared up for St. Patrick's Day! The lucky green, the Irish luck! And guess what, the Irish themselves got a sweet taste of it! Where? Well, the Cricket World Cup in the Carribean. It was a shame to see a big and potential team like Pakistan kneel down to Ireland who came into this competition out of nowhere. And on the other side, it was much more shameful and frustrating to see our own MIBlue the Indian Team loose pathetically to a smaller team like Bangladesh. Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Guys, if this is the way to begin the world cup, please return back, don't do any more favor.

Btw, Happy Birthday RS!

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What Sorry?

Sorry is one word that i sometimes hate from the bottom of my heart. The saying, "Angrez chale gaye lekin sorry chod gaye" aptly depicts the very nature of the word 'sorry'. I don't think it was meant to be used to fake emotions and justify an unjust behavior.

Sorry is misused.
Sorry is not incorrigible.
Sorry is not an excuse.
Sorry is not always apologetic.
Sorry is not a sentence filler word.
Sorry is used to shrug off responsibility.
Sorry is not justification.

How many of us have used sorry for the heck of it? Almost all, isn't it? Yes, I am no exception. But when we have to hear it from others, it only gives way to frustration and disappointment.

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Insight

Maya Angelou:

"I have learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both the hands; you should be able to throw somethings back."

Hmm..now thats interesting! What to throw back, is our decision!

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Demotivational Postcards..HUH?

Yes, demotivational postcards it is! I got this forward in my mailbox and my immediate reaction was (no points for guessing) 'HUH?'. At least I saw such a thing for the first time. I mean, we do send postcards to motivate and cheer up people. Why would we want to send someone 'Demotivating thoughts'. But anyways, here is one that made me smile.




This "Indifference" postcard is funny. Yeah, it does not take any single muscle to look dumb. How easy is that! So why smile and why frown?
Look Dumb! Some of you lazy people out there, are you listening?

No, I ain't serious. Common, giving a smile would not only make our muscles flex, but would be some work for the gesture receiving person as well.

Cheerios...yeah Smile. Our muscles need ample strength. Give them what they need.

At Times....

A poem about the hassles of life and our inner strength to conquer them...

By Jill Eisnaugle

At times, she wished she had a boat
That would take her away
To someplace peaceful and remote
Where she could spend each day
Without the hassle and the grief
The sadness and remorse
A site where she could find relief
From life’s uncharted course.

Her boat would scale the highs and lows
Of every passing wave
To shield her from the ebbs and flows
Should times seem dark and grave
A refuge from a mighty storm
Graced by a docile wind
Where she would feel secure and warm
With nothing to defend.

At times, she wished she had a boat
That would eclipse the tide
Keeping her precious dreams afloat
Despite life’s bumpy ride
But soon, she will realize her craft
Is docked within her heart
Her fortitude is her life raft
From which, she will not part.

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It is a journey with obstacles.........always inbound.

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Thoughtful Rants

Hum ko maloom hai jannat ki haqeeqat lekin...
Dilko khush rakhney keh liye Ghalib yeh khaayaal achhaa hai....!

Kabhi kisi ko mukammal jahan nahin milta
Kahin zameen to kahin aasman nahin milta
Jisay bhi dekhiyay woh apnay aap mein goum hai
Zuban mili hai magar hum zuban nahin milta
Kabhi kisi ko mukammal jahan nahin milta....!

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One For My Passion

This one is for my passion. The art of dancing!

Recently I have been following Indian television shows like Jhalak Dikhla Jaa and Nach Balie with ardent fervor as if they were close to my heart. For those who aren't aware of these, JDJ and NB are shows were celebrities dance and compete for the trophy. While JDJ is a pretty good desi adaptation of 'Dancing With The Stars', NB entails real life celebrity couples charming us with their moves. It is such a joy for me to watch different genres of dancing styles, the portrayal of situations, depiction of words by movements, and learn some or the other thing every time a judge comment's on contestants' performance. I get so involved that I forget the distinction between being an audience and a keen critic.

What is disheartening is that which pair goes into the next round depends on the television viewers' votes through SMSes and calls. People obviously tend to vote for their favourite stars and not 'good dancers'. What are the studio judges for? Why cater decision power to such an large audience who (at least most of them) are not even aware of the 'D' of dancing. Favouritism takes the non-dancers/bad-dancers into one round after another. The so-called (and I believe this too) best jodi of NB, 'Narayani and Gaurav' were eliminated in the second round. Why? Because they neither got the people's support nor their co-contestants' who voted them out in a gimmick that was the controversy of NB. As for JDJ, the world and even judges knew that Shveta Salve was a true deserving winner, such grace, such style, and oodles of oomph. Be it Salsa, Samba, Jive, Cha cha, or apna Bollywood ishtyle dance, she was an epitome of perfection. But guess what, Mona aka Jassi of the Jassi Jaisi Koi Nahi fame won the contest. Duh! Such a disappointment for the true admirers like me. Believe me its not a child's play.

Who cares? The Channels are earning TRPs in leaps and bounds. Only fans like us are left disgruntled. This is showbiz!

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Taking a Chill Pill

It seems like ages that I can relax at my own leisure. I feel exhausted and tired, yet I have fresh enthusiasm infused in me. I was so waiting for this moment. The moment my midterms got over on Friday, I felt like a free birdie and that my time was my sky though only for a couple of weeks before I resume the incessant daunting routine. It isn't that I am cribbing, everything comes with a price. This is just graduate school. I am enjoying a little bit more of my "same-old-grad-student" life though boring and nonhappening. I don't miss earning big bucks in some job while I crave for that kind of grad-life which seemed so monotonous at times. Believe me I have tons of friends who want their school life back! I am enjoying every fraction of a moment being a student and I shall continue my exaltation for two more years.....hopefully.

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Every 'desi' friend these days asks me whether I am following the Champions trophy aka Mini World Cup currently held in India. Yuck! I have had it with being an ardent fan of cricket team. They have developed a habit of disappointing millions and millions of zealot fans. Whether we replace Sourav Ganguly with Rahul Dravid or Sachin Tendulkar with XYZ, no good can come of it. The MIB won't stop displaying pitiable performances especially on home ground. Who cares which team will win this cup or that trophy?

On the sports front, thank god the Buckeyes are playing well. The college football season will see its one of the most challenging 'Do or Die' matches - OSU vs. Michigan in mid November. I would not be surprised if this will end up being a clash for title.

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Bollywood movies are getting worse day after day. I don't know why Farhan Akhtar remade Don. As tabloids put it, "Recreating the Magic of DON". What the heck? The earlier version was a Superhit movie in its time and made every character a legend. The new DON killed the magic, the entire essence of DON. All actors are unfit for their roles. What can be worse than seeing Kareena Kapoor (who has two left feet, and barely any sex appeal) stepping into the shoes of dancing queen Helen? How can we see Arjun Rampal as Jasjeet, originally portrayed by Pran? I don't even want to talk about SRK, Priyanka, Ompuri, and Boman Irani enacting their roles. Technology is all that you have got in this movie. Audience are used to seeing slick action in Hollywood movies, give us something original. Pray my friends, pray that SRK would stop remaking all Amitabh Bachchan hits. I really liked the tongue-in-cheek comment by the rediff reviewers, "If this is what you have got Farhan, dude lets go back to Three guys picnicking in Goa".

As for Jaaneman, it appears like a "boring-to-death" and hammering Broadway Hindi musical. So very predictable and cliche. It was utterly butterly boring. Duh! No matter how many shimmering stars you put in the movies, it doesn't always shine!

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Hail the weather god in Ohio and he help us. Its an unendurable windy, rainy, chilly weather out here.

Enough of my rants. Blah blah blah, whatever. Time to take a chill pill. Time for a cozy comfy nap. Ye!!!!!!


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