I am here again...

Before starting the poem, I would like to thank each and everyone of you who sent me messages and called me after reading my last post. It feels really good that there are some people out there who cares about you. Well, coming back to poem, it has been a long time since I wrote a poem in English, I am not good at this but thought why not give it a try- 

I am here again

 

I remember those days of sorrow,

I remember the days with no tomorrow,

I was trying to go beyond the gain,

… and I am here again.

The path was complicated with ups and downs,

I needed you when I was down,

You came and held my hand,

… and I am here again.

You are my destiny I knew,

But had the fear to accept the truth,

But, I fought my fears to win you again,

… and I am here again.

Now hold my hand and walk with me,

Down the roads reaching inside thee,

We walk down those memories again,

… as I am here again.

The clouds are giving sign of rain,  

Dance with me to ease my pain,

Let me kiss you in this rain,

… I am here for ‘you’ again.

A bad day...

Today was one of the bad day of my life, I was struggling all day just to feel free of all burdens. The fight between heart and mind is probably the oldest and most unresolved fight in the history, you don't know what you really want to do and what you are really doing. The heart is pulling you in one direction whereas mind is saying you you to do just opposite. The struggle of making a choice between heart and mind makes you a complete mess and in most of the cases you end up hurting yourself and hurting someone very close to you. most of the time there are some side effects as well... 

Today, I ended up hurting someone who is very close to me, broke my professional etiquette and for the first time shouted at one of the student who eventually ended up in tears, was not able to give my 110% in class, and in the end I am have nothing but feel of guilt.

After all this, at the end of the day I am still not sure which side I am going. Probably people have seen best of me, but not some are seeing worst of me, and I am standing totally helpless to do anything about it. Every time when I gets into any big trouble, I always look for some peace in any secluded place like temple or close to nature and try to find answers and I usually get the right answers, but this time all I am getting is a blank. I am a fighter and straggler who never gives up so easily, but this time I feel like giving up on very first step.

Some Kalmadi Jokes....

For last few days, I am receiving some sms and facebook comments about Kalmadi. Though the turned a national pride to national shame, but at the same time he himself became a national joke in front of the country. Some of the interesting msgs are jokes are compiled below. Please add your jocks and comments in the comments section. 

Disclaimer- I do not bear responsibility for any the jocks posted here, they are compiled ones! 

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Kalmadi tried to hang himself after all this shame, but ceiling in his house cracked and fall down. 

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Baba Kalmadi have you any shame, 

No sir, no sir, its a Loot Game,

Crores for my partner, Crores for my dame, 

Crores for me too, putting India to shame... 

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A teacher asked her student what his father does, he answered 'he's a  stripper working at a joint'. After class she asked him if it were true, and the boy said 'he's actually on the CWG committee working with Kalmadi, this sounds a lot less embarrassing'!!

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Kalmadi Kalmadi, yes papa

Eating money, no papa, 

Telling lies, no papa, 

Show your balance sheet... ha ha ha

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Saturday with Pav-Bhaji

Its been a while since I posted a blog related to food and related stuff. I accept and Italian food is my weakness, but you can't beat Indian food at its best. I started to like cooking when I was in US, initially it was a burden but slowly with headphones on and different experimentation (that include the incident when I almost set my apartment of fire) I started to enjoy cooking. My part time work at Rollins helped my in developing skills in International food and at the same time was lucky to get roomies who liked the variety in food and accepted my experiments with food! 

After coming back to India, its on and off with food. As I believe to cook the right food, you need right mood... after joining VIT, I again got a chance to get into cooking as its a good stress reliever in the evening when you have heavy day and need something to charge yourself. I have been doing some regular stuff for a while with occasional changes in the menu, and most of those changes are on Saturdays and Sundays, today its a good chance to get into cooking as its all day power cut and there is nothing much to do... planning for Pav Bhaji. As my cooking range is electric so have to wait till evening 6 before start cooking. I love making Pav Bhaji as people like it the way I cook, and today there is no one but me to enjoy it so its little odd but let it be... lets get on and get going... (I will post some pics as soon as it will be done)

P.S.- Some pics...

I know its a weird post from my side, but sometimes its fun to do stuff like this :)

Beautiful Stranger

Last few days were very eventful in my life, now when I look back then I realize that I have done so many things last few days which were totally unlike me, the things that I used to think that I will ever do in my life. But, life is full of surprises and you never know when you will see a magic in your life.

Some strange things happens so fast that you never know that its a dream or reality. I think I am in a dream streak these days, time is flying like anything and I feel like living each and every moment of it. I am just trying to keep some of these moment close to me, and feel like I could get hold of them but definitely its not possible. Moments pass by, but memories are always there to cherish. Life is very strange, moments that makes us happy at present same moments makes us cry after some time and in the same way the moments that makes us cry at present gives us a reason to laugh in future. 

This life is full of struggle and disappointments sometimes, and when some moments of happiness comes they look so strange that sometime they scare us, and looks like illusion. I live in moments and enjoy them, but at the same time get scared of it. That time you have some 'addictions' in your life which takes you away from all fears and give you a confidence in yourself. For some people addictions are bed, but for me I love my addiction :)

Just a thought...

Recently someone posted it on google buzz... I really liked it so rephrasing it here- 

"Never miss an opportunity to make others happy, even if you have to leave them alone in order to do it...."

When you are at comfort level with someone, the person could be any one, your good friend, student, sibling or even the one you love. You get to know them and sometimes you get surprised with the hidden potential of that person. You get to know goods and evil of the person, initial period is always full of hick-ups as you are getting to know each other. Sometimes some of the incidents/talks make you feel that the potential of the person in totally unexplored, and to see them successful, sometimes you have to make some sacrifices. Just looking at long term goals, short term ones looks insignificant. If you really care about them, sometimes its imperative to leave them or even leave them on bad terms. Probably they will never know it, and they will never want to see your face again, but you always know at bottom of your heart that you care about them...

Ciao... 

Why?

Why do we bang our had on the rock when we know that its going to hurt us in the anyways? 

Why do we make make same mistakes again and again when we know that result will going to be same? 

Why can't we understand simplest things in the life? 

Why its so hard to draw lines sometimes? 

Why do we give up so early sometimes? 

Why its so hard to understand people and its so hard for them to understand you? 

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Lot of questions, but no answer...