This Is Going To Hurt Just A Little Bit...

-by Ogden Nash

One thing I like less than most things is sitting in a dentist chair with my mouth wide open.
And that I will never have to do it again is a hope that I am against hope hopen.

Because some tortures are physical and some are mental,
But the one that is both is dental.
It is hard to be self-possessed
With your jaw digging into your chest.

So hard to retain your calm
When your fingernails are making serious alterations in your life line or love line or some other important line in your palm;

So hard to give your usual effect of cheery benignity
When you know your position is one of the two or three in life most lacking in dignity.

And your mouth is like a section of road that is being worked on.
And it is all cluttered up with stone crushers and concrete mixers and drills and steam rollers and there isn’t a nerve in your head thatyou aren’t being irked on.

Oh, some people are unfortunate enough to be strung up by thumbs.
And others have things done to their gums,
And your teeth are supposed to be being polished,
But you have reason to believe they are being demolished.

And the circumstance that adds most to your terror
Is that it’s all done with a mirror,
Because the dentist may be a bear, or as the Romans used to say, only they were referring to a feminine bear when they said it, an ursa,
But all the same how can you be sure when he takes his crowbar in one hand and mirror in the other he won’t get mixed up, the way you do when you try to tie a bow tie with the aid of a mirror, and forget that left is right and vice versa?

And then at last he says That will be all; but it isn’t because he then coats your mouth from cellar to roof
With something that I suspect is generally used to put a shine on a horse’s hoof.

And you totter to your feet and think. Well it’s all over now and afterall it was only this once.
And he says come back in three monce.

And this, O Fate, is I think the most vicious circle that thou ever sentest,
That Man has to go continually to the dentist to keep his teeth in good condition
when the chief reason he wants his teeth in good condition
is so that he won’t have to go to the dentist.

Guerrilla Marketing

Guerrilla marketing has perfected the technique of catching people’s eyes and grabbing their attention, targeting consumers in unexpected ways and unconventional places. That, of course, is the point of this once-fringe form of advertising, which has now been taken up even by large corporations like Adidas and Microsoft. These posters show just how powerful guerrilla marketing can be, whether trying to solicit donations for charitable causes or provoking you to join a gym.

‘Real Hip Hop’ Bus Stop

A floating afro sits at head-level behind a bus stop seat, just at the right height to make it look like anyone who sits there has quite an impressive head of hair. This poster by ‘Real Hip Hop’ is definitely an eye-catcher.

Snuff Clothing Bloody Cleaver Poster

What do bloody cleavers have to do with skiing? That’s anybody’s guess – apparently Snuff, a clothing brand for ‘hard core’ skiers, was just trying to get people’s attention. The campaign was based around the idea that “death is only a matter of time”. Alrighty then, let’s go skiing!

Anti-Graffiti Bus Seat Poster

The Australian Public Transport Authority got tired of people spray-painting graffiti on their buses and trains, so they targeted the ‘graffidiots’ with this ad campaign that reminds would-be vandals what the consequences of their actions could be.

Witness Against Torture Elevator Ad

An otherwise blank set of elevator doors features two sets of fingers peeking out from the seam, as if someone inside is trying to escape. Once you’re inside the elevator you see the owner of those fingers: a man in a prison jumpsuit and leg-cuffs. Witness Against Torture, a human rights group, used this ad to campaign for the closure of the Guantanamo Bay detention center.

Feed SA Shopping Cart Posters

You’d have to have a heart of stone to avoid being affected by the images of poor, starving children sitting in the bottom of your shopping cart. Any food placed in the shopping cart appear to be delivered right into the needy child’s hands. Feed SA, a South African charity dedicated to feeding disadvantaged people, put these decals in shopping carts and saw a marked increase in donations and a significant boost in website traffic.

Suicide Prevention Posters

So simple, yet so effective. These posters by a Brazilian suicide prevention organization use nothing but white paper and the silhouette cut-out of someone falling – with the negative space from the cutout appearing to save them.

Anti-Smoking Stick-Ons

Tailpipe smoke is gross… and the same goes for the carcinogen-loaded clouds that erupt from the mouth of a cigarette smoker. An anti-smoking group equated the two by placing posters of people’s faces with the cut-out mouths strategically placed at the end of tailpipes.

Where’s Your Child? Grim Drowning Awareness Campaign

This poster featuring a motionless child hovering at the bottom of a pool – placed underwater so that from above, it looks real – is part of a drowning awareness campaign by ‘Watch Around Water’, an Australian safety initiative. Parents who caught a glimpse of this rather grisly warning no doubt held their children a little tighter, so perhaps in this case disturbing equals effective.

:)

Source :

In Your Face 10 Intense Public Guerrilla Marketing Posters _ WebUrbanist

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thanx.. :)

F.R.I.E.N.D.S.

Heyy....
for all the F.R.I.E.N.D.S.'s fans :

Memorable quotes from F.R.I.E.N.D.S. :

• Chandler
  I can handle this. "Handle" is my middle name. Actually, "handle" is the middle of my first name.
  
  
• Monica
  You can't fire me. I make your decisions and I say, "I'm not fired." Ha!
  
  
• Joey
  What? You made a bet. A bet is a bet. You bet on a bet, and if you lose you lose the bet.
  
  
• Rachel
  If she wanted to be more like me, why couldn't she just copy my hairstyle or something?
  
  
• Chandler
  All right, kids, I gotta get to work. If I don't input those numbers... it doesn't make much of a difference.
  
  
• Chandler
  Hey, you know, I have had it with you guys and your "cancer" and your "emphysema" and your "heart disease." The bottom line is smoking is cool and you know it.
  
  
• Ross
  First divorce: wife's hidden sexuality, not my fault. Second divorce: said the wrong name at the altar, kind of my fault. Third divorce: they shouldn't let you get married when you're that drunk and have stuff drawn all over your face, Nevada's fault.
  
  
• Phoebe
  Hey, if we were in prison, you guys would be like my bitches.
  
  
• Joey
  It's just my character that's not brain-dead.
• 
  
• [to Ross]
  Chandler: You know if your not careful, you could not get married at all this year.
• 
  
• [Upon hearing Ross practicing the bagpipe for their wedding]
  Monica: Why must your family be Scottish?
  Chandler: Why must your family be *Ross*?
  
• 
  
• [Chandler and Joey got two lawn chairs, a chick and a duck]
  Chandler: Could we BE more white trash?
• 
  
• Joey: Is Phoebe here with the cab yet?
  Chandler: Yeah, she brought the invisible cab. Jump in.
  
• \
  
• Chandler to joey: You took your eggs and you left. Do you really expect me never to find new eggs?

Gitanjali...

Gitanjali is one of the finest works of Rabindranath Tagore... for which he was awarded the NOBEL PRIZE...

Gitanjali embodies the essence of Tagore’s poetic spirit.

“They come with their laws and their codes to bind me fast;

but I evade them ever,

for I am only waiting for love to give myself up at last into his hands.”

(From Gitanjali page 10)

A famous excerpt from Gitanjali :

"Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;

Where knowledge is free;

Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow

domestic walls;

Where words come out from the depth of truth;

Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;

Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the

dreary desert sand of dead habit;

Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought

and action--

Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.

This is my prayer to thee, my lord--strike, strike at the root of

penury in my heart.

Give me the strength lightly to bear my joys and sorrows.

Give me the strength to make my love fruitful in service.

Give me the strength never to disown the poor or bend my knees

before insolent might.

Give me the strength to raise my mind high above daily trifles.

And give me the strength to surrender my strength to thy will.."

with love.

Amitabh Bachchan: Famous Dialogues

Here i present to u a collection of the famous dialogues from my moooooooost favourite superstar:

"Aisa to Aadmi Life mein Doich time bhaagta hai. Olympic ka race ho, yaa Police ka case ho. Tum kisliye bhaagta hai bhai?" -Amar
Akbar Anthony

"Govardhan seth, Samundar mein tairne waale- kouon aur taalabon mein dubki nahin lagaya karte hain." -Sharabi

"Sahi baat sahi waqt pe kiya jaye to uska maza hi kuch aur hai, Aur main sahi waqt ka intezaar karta hoon." -Trishul

"Jigar ka dard upar se kahin maloom hota hai (?), Jigar ka dard upar se nahin maloom hota hai." -Sharabi

"Muchain hon to Nathulal jaise hon, warna na hon." -Sharabi

"Sapne bhi samundar ki lahron ki tarah, haqeeqat ki chattanon se takra kar toot jaate hain." -Deewar

"Hum jaha pe khade ho jaate hein, line wahi se shuru hoti hai." -Kaaliya

"Rishte me to hum tumhare baap hote hain, naam hai Shahenshah." -Shahenshah

"Don ko pakadna mushkil hi nahin, naamumkin hai." -Don

"Tumhara naam kya hai, Basanti?" -Sholay

"Daaru peene se liver kharab ho jaatha hai." -Satte pe Satta

"Mai aur meri tanhaai - aksar ye baatein karte hai...." -Silsila

"Mai jo bhi hoon, is wakt tumhare maalik ka maalik hoon bete." -Shakti

"Pain is my destiny and I can't avoid it." -Kaala Patthar

"Mai feke hue paise ko nahi uthatha." -Deewar

"Jo mard hota hai, use dard nahi hota." -Mard

"Ye telephone bhi ajeeb cheez hai- aadmi sochta kuch hai, boltha kuch hai, aur karta kuch hai." -Agneepath

"Zindagi ka tambu teen bambuo pe khada hai." -Sharaabi

"Haan, mai sign karoonga, lekin pehle oos aadmi ki sign le ke aao, jisne mera baap ko chor kaha tha; pehle oos aadmi ka sign le ke aao jisne meri maa ko gali deke naukri se nikal diya tha; pehle oos aadmi ka sign le ke aao jisne mere haath pe ye leekh diya thaa, Uske BAAD, oos ke baad, mere bhai, tum jo kaagaz pe kahoge oos par me sign karoonga."

"Ghadi Ghadi drama karta hai, saala." - sholay

"Mai panch lakh ka sauda karne aya hoon, aur mere jeb me panch phooti kaudi bhi nahin hai!" - trishul

"I can talk English, I can walk English, and I can laugh English because English is a very phunny language. Bhairo becomes Byron because their minds are very narrow." Namak Halal

"Do aansoo ees aankh se gire, phir do oos aankh se. Phir do ees aankh se, do oos aankh se. Phir do oos aankh se, do oos aankh se. Kitne huye?...Nau lakh ke haar ke liye, Barah lakh ke Aanso? Daddy hote to kehte, Vijay tumhe business karna nahi aata?" Sharabi

"Rishte mai to hum tumhare baap lagte hai, naam hai Shahenshah." Shahenshah

The One With Monika' Boots..

Remember the F.R.I.E.N.D.S episode :
"The One With Monika's Boots"....where she buys an exceedingly expensive pair of Boots but l8r they hurt her feet soooooo much that she cudn't even wear them??

well.....smthing of that sort happened to me last week.. :)

i bought a fancy pair of shoes and flaunted it everywhere..... :P

But one day when i wore them to CP in delhi (where u HAVE TO walk a lottt..).....then..
i wud say..(in Jennis's tone)
" OH....... MY..... GOD !!"
My feet hurt so bad that i cud not walk a step further...
but little did i know that worst was yet to come:
At lunch in a fancy restaurant, i took off my shoes to give my feet a lil rest.....
but after the lunch, to my dismay, my feet had swollen and refused to get into my shoes!!
and when they did, they hurt even bad!!

I exactly understand how Monika wud hv felt then...u cannot keep them, but cannot also throw them!!
They are just sooo precious!!
:)

SMS B For Honey

(Source : TOI)

I remember the day when seeing a blue backlight on my friend’s mobile phone stupefied me.
It seemed such a large step forward from the green backlight one saw on other phones.
I’m today sending e-mails and watching video clips on my phone with a colour display that turns my TV red with embarrassment. However, not everyone is amused by the overabundance of mobile phones and network operators.

A recent study conducted by a group of environmentalists in Kerala concluded that honeybees are rather disconcerted by the rising number of network towers all over the place.
Apparently, the electromagnetic radiations from these towers and our cellphones collide with the navigational capabilities of honeybees and prevent them from getting back to their hives, essentially destroying numerous colonies. Unfortunately for these bees they are not equipped with GPS or a map to give them directions once they lose their way. A couple of wrong turns and, they probably give up and tell themselves “We’ll never get back home. Let’s just sting some guy and kill ourselves.”

Scientists who have devoted themselves to the study of bees believe that the alarming rate of decrease in honeybee population over the past decade or so is the forewarning of the doom of the human race. They believe the honeybee community is an integral cog in sustaining the balance of nature. And if you think about it, the behaviour of honeybees, to some degree, resembles human behaviour. The worker bees pick a queen bee who they hail, nurture, and revere for a particular period of time. Once the queen becomes old and relatively useless, they find a younger queen to venerate and subsequently engage in the methodical murder of the old queen. The phenomenon is called supersedure and a sizeable number of celebrities and social figures would vouch for its existence.
The really bad news for the honeybees is that it is unlikely that cellphone usage is going to dip. We’re constantly being informed about the various downsides of mobile phones.
Frankly, if human beings are shrugging off threats of brain tumour and infertility, then the news of the imminent extinction of honeybees has very little chance of seeping through to their consciousness.

Perhaps, someday in the future when we’re craving for honey and we have none left, we’ll start wondering what happened. And on that day the only thing buzzing would be our phones!!

... journey to a dreamland ...

a child is born as the most beautiful gift of god....but in the most daunting world of expectations, competition, career, success...and what not...:I

her first smiles, first mumbling words, abstract patterns on a drawing sheet.... suddenly see a way to morning school buses, homework, exams....and the inevitable : COMPETITION!!

From the starting one thing is made sure :" U hv to win!!".
There is NO place for "LOSERs"...
Study, play, participate, win badges..... do everything to make ur profile luk good!
And before we realized, education system had changed!!
studies became smthing not to "learn" frm...but jst to SCORE good marks!
sports rather than a recreational activity, became a fight!!

12 years of tough struggle and u stand at the crossroads between school and college to choose ur career!
AND my dear... do not jst choose any career......u have to choose the most lucrative career...
money is all that matters, interests can be developed! :)

do a professional course, get gud marks...get a JOB!
and that is not it , dear..
work harder, do overtime, wrk for promotion, get raises... till u become the CEO...
wrk, wrk, wrk, and then wrk a lil more....
coz there is noooo end to this heedless strive for MORE!!

But will u, jst for a moment , take a breath..... and take a deeper look at LIFE!
What do we want in our lives?
to be around the people we love...
to be happy in whatever we do...whatever we have...
and to do what we like to do...

but where are we all running to?
We do the work we which we hate, try to fit-in with the people whom we don't like, live in all sorts of tensions and pressures..... and in the process, forget entirely the real AIM of our life...

let us create our dreamworld ourselves....lets not LET the mundane life take away from us....our real LIFE, which we all have dreamed of!

all the best..
god bless!

Butterfly fly away... :)

You tuck me in,

Turn out the light

kept me safe and sound at night

little girls depend on things like that

Brush my teeth and comb my hair

had to drive me everywhere

you were always there when I looked back

You had to do it all alone

Make a living, make a home

Must have been as hard as it could be

And when I couldn't sleep at night

Scare things wouldn't turn out right

you would hold my hand and sing to me

[Miley and Billy]

Caterpillar in the tree,

how you wonder who you'll be

can't go far but you can always dream

Wish you may and wish you might

don't you worry hold on tight.

I promise you there will come a day

Butterfly Fly Away

Butterfly Fly Away (butterfly fly away)

Flap your wing now you cant stay

Take those dreams and make them all come true

Butterfly Fly Away (butterfly fly away)

We've been waiting for this day

All along and know just what to do

Butterfly,Butterfly,Butterfly,Butterfly Fly Away

(Butterfly Fly Away)

(Butterfly Fly Away)
.......................

my fav song .....

Life's What You Make It :

Don't let no small frustration
Ever bring you down
No no no no
Just take a situation
And turn it all around
With a new attitude everything can change
Make it how you want it to be
Stayin' mad, why do that?
Give yourself a break
Laugh about it and you'll see
Life's what you make it
So let's make it right
Life's what you make it
So come on come on (everybody now)

Why be sad, broken hearted?
Theres so much to do
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Life is hard orIt's a party
The choice is up to you
With a new attitude everything can change
Make it how you want it to be
Stayin' mad, why do that?
Give yourself a break
I know you wanna party with me
Life's what you make it
So let's make it right.........
Life's what you make it
So come on come on
Lets celebrate it
Join in everyone
You decide'Cause life's...what you make it
Things are looking up
Any time you want
All you gotta do is realize that
It's under your control
So let the good times rock and rollOw!
Da da da do it nowAaaaaaaaaaaaaahOW!
AlrightYeah yeah yeahYeah yeah

Life's what you make it
So let's make it right

Life's what you make it
So come on come on (everybody now)
Let's celebrate itJoin in everyone
You decide'Cause life's...what you make it
Life is what you make it.........

those old melodies...

listen to an old song....and u'll feel connected!
The innocence, the purity, the calmness in those songs takes u in a completely different world.....
one of my favorite ones is here:

"(ehsaan tera hoga mujh par
dil chahta hai woh kehne do
mujhe tumse mohabbat ho gayi hai mujhe
palko ki chaav mein rehne do) (2)
ehsaan tera hoga mujh par

tumne mujhko hasna sikhaaya ho (2)
rone kahoge ro lenge ab (2)
aansoo ka hamaare gham na karo
woh behte hai to behne do
mujhe tumse mohabbat ho gayi hai mujhe
palko ki chaav mein rehne do
ehsaan tera hoga mujh par......

chaahe banaa do chaahe mitaa do hoo aaaa (2)
mar bhi gaye to denge duvaayen (2)
udd udd ke kahegi khaak sanam
yeh dard-e-mohabbat sehne do
mujhe tumse mohabbat ho gayi hai mujhe
palko ki chaav mein rehne do

ehsaan tera hoga mujh par
dil chahta hai woh kehne do
mujhe tumse mohabbat ho gayi hai mujhe
palko ki chaav mein rehne do
ehsaan tera hoga mujh par......."

The small boy and the leaf...

He was a small, thin boy with a mole on his face. But what he told our seventh standard class many years ago still bothers me. The moral science teacher had given us homework. We had been asked to pen an essay on ‘happiness’. We all thought it was easy. But when we started writing it, we realised our limitations.
Some of us wrote about the happy moments surrounding birthdays; some spoke of the emotional highs on getting a first in class; others remembered kites and whoops of joy. But the small, thin boy saw nothing in the events that excited us. Nothing at all. He was uninterested.

Yes, he was an oddity. He was often lost in his own thoughts though he appeared calm. He asked too many questions, and he answered them himself. He seemed to be searching for a friend and had found one in himself.
His essay on ‘happiness’ was strange — at least it appeared so at that time. I did not know how to respond to it. Here’s what I can recollect from his singular essay: "I do not know what happiness is. I can’t define it. Is it a mood? Is it a thought? Is it about innocence? It’s difficult. But I did feel happy last Wednesday when I opened my window.
"The atmosphere was right, there was a light breeze. Just across the window was a cashew tree, it was swaying gently. Something was building within me. And, then, a bright yellow leaf started falling. It circled and circled and fell. I don’t know what happened, but I felt nice. It was a positive feeling. I smiled. Yes, you could say, I felt happy. I had never felt like that before."

The class of 1977 was certainly dazed. Happiness? Leaf? Small, thin boy with an attitude? If there were any doubts about the eccentricity of the small, thin boy, the essay had put them to rest.
Years have gone by and I still think about the falling leaf and my classmates. Are we taking our lives for granted? Do we see magic in the ordinary? Or are we wasting our time chasing the extraordinary? Are we searching for something that is right in our midst in our very selves? Have we found it?
Just imagine what the lonely leaf has set off. It is a symbol of life itself, a friend tells me when I recount the incident of the small, tiny boy. Another interprets it as childlike innocence. The falling leaf, like life, is serendipity, says another friend. "It’s everything — and nothing."
Indeed, the small, thin boy was explaining cosmic serendipity in his own way. If life is an accident, then let’s view it as such. Let living itself be a moment of happiness, however small or large that instant is.
At the end of the seventh standard term, I had numerous meetings with the small, thin boy. One day he was franker than ever: "I have often wondered what it’s to experience a world without life. I have tried it and found it extremely disturbing. Even as there is a moment of happiness in seeing a leaf, there is sadness in experiencing a world without a leaf. And I am just beginning to understand it.
"Reasoning, intelligence, wisdom, experience, imagination are fine. But they will never help you experience a falling leaf. It has to do with awareness," the boy said. I realise now that he was referring in his own way to consciousness.
It’s an inner voyage that he had undertaken at a very young age. He had realised then that a leaf is not a leaf; that we must understand ourselves to understand what’s beyond us; that awareness delimits our mind; and that awareness, unlike memory, is self-effacing. For there can never be individual awareness.
Yet, many years later, I only remember one cosmic individual and a falling leaf.....

time 2 get up..

“If we do not end war – war will end us.
Everybody says that, millions of ppl believe it,
And nobody does anything!!”

The well planned assaults on the high profile targets – CST, Nariman house, The Taj, Thhe Oberoi Trident, Mazagaon (explosion in a taxi which killed 3 ppl), ville parle (explosion in a taxi), Girgaum Chowpatty(2 terrorists shot dead), JJ school of art (shots fired), Café leopard (gunmen riddled the restaurant with bullets) intended to disrupt peace, dent the nations pride and stall progress …all in the name of the world’s most abused word – religion!

Though it’s not the first time India witnessed any terrorist attack, but this time India saw terror face to face when terrorists openly and indiscriminately shot public dead.

In the recent times, such terrorist activities are only becoming more frequent and more profound in impact.

After the serial bomb blasts in Delhi, when security should have been more tightened up, how could country’s financial hub afford such leniency? How could any boat full of terrorists along with sackfuls of arms and ammunitions enter the country? How could a country with such hostile neighbors have so porous borders?
Had it not been leniency on the part of officials, corruption at some other levels, and negligence at even higher levels, how could a handful of terrorists shake the country from the right up to the roots?
And the result of such negligence and corruption is right here in front of us!

Why cant the government take up more important issues that are of strategic importance to national security more seriously? Why don’t they realize that politics is not an industrial venture? It’s a social service!! Crores of ppl have trusted them and elected them to govern the nation. Is this all our system is capable of? It took 60 hrs to draw out those handfuls from a city?
And why was Mumbai not ready for any emergency? Why the special forces had to be called from delhi…and why all the delay???
As much as the terrorists are responsible for the numb Mumbai today…. so is the government!
Defence and security of nation is government’s responsibility and whatever has happened merely showcases the sincerity with which government realizes its responsibility!
And lastly, but most importantly, the paradigm shift we all keep talking about today…. is the responsibility of – US!
Yes, we ppl as responsible citizens, need to become really more vigilant and responsible now!Lets not let anything ‘wrong’ happen around us...lets not let anyone take away what we rightfully deserve… lets become more AWARE of our rights and not let anyone snatch it from us!
When such a revolution will start from all around the nation…It will take a bigger front – A NATIONAL FRONT, where we will command a more secure and rightfully deserved respect as citizens!
Let not the wave of RDB and A Wednesday get out from your system!

The mistakes of past will not be repeated again!!

Jai Hind!

is baar nhi....

After the untimely attack on Mumbai,
lyricist Prasoon Joshi leads us from darkness to light through a touching poem:

Is baar nahin

“Is baar jab woh chhoti si bachchi mere paas apni kharonch le kar aayegi
Main usey phoo phoo kar nahin behlaoonga
Panapney doonga uski tees ko
Is baar nahin


Is baar jab main chehron par dard likha dekhoonga
Nahin gaoonga geet peeda bhula dene wale
Dard ko risney doonga,utarney doonga andar gehrey
Is baar nahin


Is baar main na marham lagaoonga
Na hi uthaoonga rui ke phahey
Aur na hi kahoonga ki tum aankein band karlo,gardan udhar kar lo main dawa lagata hoon
Dekhney doonga sabko hum sabko khuley nangey ghaav
Is baar nahin

Is baar jab uljhaney dekhoonga,chatpatahat dekhoonga
Nahin daudoonga uljhee door lapetney
Uljhaney doonga jab tak ulajh sake
Is baar nahin

Is baar karm ka hawala de kar nahin uthaoonga auzaar
Nahin karoonga phir se ek nayee shuruaat
Nahin banoonga misaal ek karmyogi ki
Nahin aaney doonga zindagi ko aasani se patri par
Utarney doonga usey keechad main,tedhey medhey raston pe
Nahin sookhney doonga deewaron par laga khoon
Halka nahin padney doonga uska rang
Is baar nahin banney doonga usey itna laachaar
Ki paan ki peek aur khoon ka fark hi khatm ho jaye
Is baar nahin

Is baar ghawon ko dekhna hai
Gaur se
Thoda lambe wakt tak
Kuch faisley Aur uskey baad hausley
Kahin toh shuruat karni hi hogi
Is baar yahi tay kiya hai.. "

...tHe bRaVe...

"Only that tree bends, who bears the fruits....."

Struck in an unwanted fight?
still waiting for him to cm n apologise?
he hurt ur ego! rite?
u r hurt!!!

how can u bend first...n start talking to him?
n oh.....what if u bend....n he still doesn't talk 2 u...... wat n insult it wud be??
:)

WOOF!!!
i'm here wid a magic!
stand up........go......n talk to him!
jst lyk that......
even he's waiting for u to cm....everybody wants to be loved!
and when u do this... u r not weak!
weak is a person who cannot leave his ego!
It's easy to stand with your ego....but it's tough to bend.
And those who bend, are stronger.
The more u bend... the more flexible u'll become..n the more gud for you... your soul !!
When u dislike smbdy....who hold negative thoughts in your mind.... negative energy!
This bitterness slowly becomes a part of YOU. And whether u wish or not... will be reflected in your relationship with others as well..:)
Why do you want to paint the canvas of your life with pain, hate n bitterness?
Why not put in the beautiful strokes of happiness, peace, friendship, care.......love?
Be a pleasant person.... and spread happiness all around...
Be a peaceful ....clean soul....and spread this positive energy all arnd...but, the quintessential for this is.....do not get 'hurt'!coz once u get 'hurt'... ur mind will generate negative energy... coz u r 'hurt'!
When smbdy tries to hurt u.... DO NOT REACT!when u don't react...(neither physically nor mentally)...u do not get hurt!
Always remember.....he hurt u, becoz he is unwell, he is disturbed...
So why get hurt from him?
Rather help your friend, and give him peace...if u get hurt... u cannot give him peace.....and hence, cannot at all help him!!!
Practice this out.....and u'll see....it's magical....everyday, u become a better and a more pleasant person....and the canvas of your life.....is all colored with beautiful colors of happiness, joy n peace!!
:)
God bless!

kaBHi kaBhII...

kabhie kabhi life mein hum khud mein hi ktna complicate ho jaate hain.........
jo hum kabhi sochte tak nhi hain.....vo bhi karne lagte hain......
:)
ji haan.....fir shuru ho gyi meri phylosophy...

There r sum spl ppl in our life….whom v never wanna hurt!!!
Our heart aches when they cry….. v luv them so much!!!
But somehow….with time…v get so ‘used to’ with them…… we start taking them for granted….
And mostly sadly……. Stop showing them our care….affection…

The BIGGEST example is in your own house……. your ‘ma’.
The soul that loves you the most !!!
She luvs you unconditionally……. till she’s tired….. and even after that……till u r satisfied!
But poor soul…. Never gets back in turn the much deserved affection!
Why?
Becoz it’s her duty? Becoz it’s her problem that she cares for us??

Haa!

Ask the kids….who didn’t get mother’s luv!
Or just imagine ONE DAY when your mother stops luving u!

It’s just the small acts of affection….that’ll keep her happy…..
How many times do we thank her for preparing the delicious meal for us? For keeping house clean? For managing our clothes? And for all that she does………for us…… without even letting us know!!!

We luv her…..but v take her for granted!

Mother’s luv nurture us……. And has made us wat we r 2day…….

Lets become more responsible children……..
Lets stop yelling at them becoz we r in an off mood…….. lets thank her wat we r today!!!

gETtinG aHeAd...

If there is a problem I will find a way, and if there is none I will find one.......
:))

Till now, I’ve only been criticizing my attitude….
But seriously spking, I really don’t thnk I’m that bad!!
In fact, a lil tym back…that is…before getting to the collg, I was my favorite!!!

Hee haa haa………..though I didn’t know much abt myself at that tym..(as I’ve already mentioned..) but I perceived myself as a very confident n bold person…… gud in studies, sports, art, oratory…… and everybody’s favorite!!

I still remember one of my teachers remark while awarding me a prize….. she said ‘I admire u..’
:)
I remember my favorite teachers talking abt me in their staff rooms…. and appreciating the aura around me…..

Those were truly the GOLDEN DAYS of my life………. MY SCHOOL LIFE !!!

I used to be calm……n light hearted..

But collg mein jaake toh saala life hi badal gayaa…..
I’m a changed person now….
College is a big institution……..and only a few ppl know u…
Majority of ppl r not serious abt attending classes…. And unluckily….i fall in the minority grp!
In my case…..minority grp has a strength of ONE only……yup! That’s me!
:))

And so…….as expected….I generally form the boycotted lot!!
My frnz who earlier supported me…. have now disappeared……and here I am…… alone…… generally hated and and commented by ppl…..
Still standing TALL and FIRM !!!

I take life seriously, and for me, life means……LIFE MADE BY ME!!
It has to be my own life made by ..…my own grades…my own wrk……my own luck…….and my own career..

I admire my father for this!
He is a self made person!
He rose from a very small village…to a town…….and now he’s wrking with one of the biggest firms!
He has faced difficulties that were enough to shatter anybody!
But he rose above them…….n every morning I find a new life smiling in him..
He is definitely my source of inspiration!!
He has taught me to appreciate small things……to understand the importance of what u have…….and to stand up for your right……come what may!!!

Oopss….i thnk I lost the track…….yes, I was telling u abt my collg life….n how it has changed me….
Yup yup yup…
So well, this still remains the scene…and now I’m generally disliked by many…….
But I have some very nice ppl around me…
Who allow me to be stubborn……and go through my phases of moods……
2 years in coolg have been a very gud learning experience of my life….
I have learnt and understood so much abt human nature that now I thnk…….
Hee hee haa…
Cm on guys!!!!!! What do u expect from me?
I’ll change?

Forget it!

“hum toh bhai jaise hain…..vaise rahenge…….!!”

hi all.... :))

hello world..

well the news is, i have forgotten the password of my earlier blog "reflection187.blogspot.com" and so i'm recreating it here............

and this time i'll really try to be regular and write more often...

let this be an incarnation of my older blog....

so.... happy surfing..n happy reading...
:)
god bless!

khud se vo pehli mulakaat...

Hello myself!
(myself…..becoz I may be sole person reading this blog..again n again…)
:))

Here’s presenting to u a complicated person who loves complicating things in a really complicated way…..
Hee Haa Haa…

Yes frnz…… that’s true!!
Iam a person who no matter how much tries to keep things straight n simple, sweet n fun…….. ends up entangles in a web!

But then, I am a “running champ”….. When completely confused, I stand up for my right to ‘peace of mind’ and run away from things……
:))
And AAAHH….. what relief!!
Yes, that’s an awfully wrong…but MY WAY of dealing wid things…
Abd at last……when things becom all the more complicated…..nothing seems to be wrking and I’m in a real real mess, I have a PANACEA!
I take refuge into my best frn and then need not wry abt nything afterwards……

To tell u the secret, I didn’t know much abt myself a lil while ago…… but circumstances have been such that I had to do a lot of brooding abt myself………. And thatz how, this page has cm up!!