Sunday, December 17, 2006

" आई "

िदवसभर िकतीही दंगा केला
तरी मला थोपटल्यािशवाय आई कधी झोपली नाही
घरापासुन दूर आता म्हणूनच कदाचित
शांत झोप कधी लागली नाही

कुणी िवचारतं ..
" तुला घरी जावसं वाटत नाही?"
कसं सांगू त्यांना, घरातून निघताना
आईला मारलेली िमठी सोडवत नाही

आई, तू सांगायची गरज नाही
तुला माझी आठवण येते
आता माझ्यासाि ठ डबा करायचा नसतो
तरीि ह तू सहा वाजताच उठतेस

तुझ्या हातचा चहा
तुझ्या हातची पोळी
तुझ्या हातची माझी नावडती भाजीही खायला
आता जीभ आसुसली

घरापासून दूर ...
आई जग खूप वेगळं आहे
तुझ्या सावलीत अगदी िबंनधास्त होत ोे
आता रणरणंत ऊन आहे

तू आपल्या िपलांसाठी
सगळं केलंस ...
एक िदवस िपलं म्हणाली,
" आई आता आम्हाला जायचंय" ...
आिण तू त्यांना जाऊ िदलंस

आई, तू इथे नाहीस
बाकी माझ्याकडे सगळं आहे
घरापासून दूर
जग खूप वेगळं आहे... :-(

Poet: Anonymous

Saturday, December 16, 2006

You Came Into My Life . . . .




You came into my life,
Like moon comes at night . . . .

When you smile at me,
I feel all the world is happy,
When you remain with me,
I feel fate is with me,

You came into my life,
Like moon comes at night . . . .

What you are to me,
I don't . . .
What I am to you,
I don't know,
But I'll be nothing without you,
I know, I know,

You came into my life,
Like moon comes at night . . . .

(c) Shripad

Lost and Found

You lose something precious. You’re not sure of its value, but it still hurts.

You are standing at the edge of nameless coastline. Miles of sand surround you. Seaweed and stones, sand dollars and shells wash ashore. Uncertain of what you are looking for, you carefully inspect it all.

Nothing is whole. Nothing is broken. Lose the details. Lose them all to find it again.

Again

who are you
but a piece of legal paper
a husband by marriage
a man I once thought owned me

I wear your discontent
like black and white stripes
invisible ropes that tie me to you
your rage up close

I cannot look away

or is love a knife
that cuts the heart
and ropes in one slice
so I can stand just far enough

burned by the blaze
a small hole
I’ll always carry with me
dripping a trail of blood

a thin red line

tears wash stains away
I walk back to where
the smoke rises
and you stand

with open arms

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Hey… It’s me, your shadow

“Hey …
Its me…”

“Who?”

“Your shadow”

“Why are you here?”

“Dear, I’m here,
To be with you
To let you know you are not alone
When others abandon you…

I’m here
To guide you with directions
As the sun traverses across the horizon…

I’m here
To amuse you,
As with your hand you conjure shapes
Of deer, fish and bird…

I’m here
To puzzle you
As you see me thin, fat or skew,
And to teach you
What you see is not always true…

I’m here
To tell you
You are enlightened,
You are not me.
I’m just a companion
In moments of grief…

Hey,
As the evening unfolds
And you rest in peace
In your mother’s lap,
I take your leave
But I’ll be back
With the crack of dawn
To be with you,
Guide you
Amuse you
As you tread from
The scorching sun

To mellowing darkness…”

Profile of a Software Engineer (Orkut)...

About me : I think I am changing the world, but I am not. I think I am contributing to the Indian economy, but I guess I am not. I think I love my work, but I do not. I think I hate all people who made me earn my engineering degree, and I do. I think I am living, but and most importantly, I am LOOKING for someone!! Ok...I won't be funny anymore. I am a cool guy with a zeal to enjoy life (If you know me--> "Just stop laughing!!")

Relationship status : what?
Birthday : The day my PL is about to fire me.
Age : 10111
Here for: web browsing in company hours.
Children : can't be (hey, don't get me wrong here!!)
Ethnicity : Programmer.
Languages I speak : Java, C/C++, 010101110101
Religion: I get holidays on all religious festivals, so I love all religions.
Political view : the guy sitting beside me is a pig!!
Humor : weekly.
Fashion: Ask my company HR. Btw, I like jeans, t-shirt and a cross-bag.
Smoking: The second greatest pleasure on the earth.
Drinking : The first is this.
Pets: Yeah, my PL looks like a dog. J
Living: Cummon, this is a stupid one. How can this be asked to a software engineer? Believe me, I am living!!
Hometown : My company (Oh God! Please bring my appraiser to this page)
Webpage: http://naukri.com, http://jobsahead.comß - Isnt it Ultimate???
Passions: searching for the cheapest pub around, cursing my company, looking for other company, remembering my good old college days, worrying about my future.
Sports: quake, CS (Counter Strike), computer chess.
Activities: Are you crazy?
Books: "How to lose weight in 20 days?", "How to live a happy life?", "101 ways to attract a girl", "Java Unleashed", "C++ at your footsteps", Others censored.
Music: Metallica, Pink Floyd, Nirvana, ACDC, and anything depressing.
Tv shows : can't afford one.
Cuisines : Bread Butter, Maggi, anything available within 200 meteres of Home.


With Regards

Shaher ki es daud main . . . .

Shaher ki es daud me daud ke karna kya hai?

Jab yehi jeena hai dosto to phir marna kya hai?

Paheli barish me train late hone ki fikr hai

Bhul gaye bhigte hue tahelna kya hai?

Serails ke kirdaaro ka saara haal hai malum

par maa ka haal puchhne ki fursat kise hai?

Ab ret pe nage pao tahelte kyu nahi?

108 hai chanel phir dil bahelte kyu nahi?

Internet ki duniya ke to touch me hai,

lekin pados me kon raheta hai jaante tak nahi.

Mobile, Landline sab ki bharmaar hai,

Lekin jigri dost tak pahuche aise taar kaha hai?

Kab dubte hue suraj ko dekha tha yaad hai?

Kab jaana tha shaam ka woh banana kya hai?

To Dosto Shaher ki es daud me daud ke karna kya hai

Jab yahi jeena hai to phir Marna kya hai?

Sand & Stone

A story tells that two friends were walking through the desert. During some
point of the journey they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one
in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything,
wrote in the sand:
"TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE."

They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a
bath. The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning,
but the friend saved him. After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote
on a stone:
"TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE."

The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, "After I hurt
you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?"

The other friend replied: "When someone hurts us we should write it down in
sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone does
something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase
it."

WE SHOULD ALL LEARN TO WRITE OUR HURTS IN THE SAND AND CARVE OUR BLESSINGS IN
STONE.

I think everybody should read this and try to understand the women's tears...

A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?" "Because I'm a woman," she told him.

"I don't understand," he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will."

Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?"

"All women cry for no reason," was all his dad could say.

The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.

Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked, "God, why do women cry so easily?"

God said:

"When I made the woman she had to be special.

I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world,

yet gentle enough to give comfort.

I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children.

I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining.

I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly.

I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.

I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.

And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed."

"You see my son," said God, "the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.

The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart - the place where love resides."

By all Means... MARRY!


I recently read that love is entirely a matter of chemistry.
That must be why my wife treats me like toxic waste.
David
Bissonette

When a man steals your wife, there is no better revenge than to let him keep her.
Sacha Guitry

After marriage, husband and wife become two sides of a coin; they just can't face each other, but still they stay together.
Hemant Joshi

By all means marry. If you get a good wife, you'll be happy. If you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher. Socrates

Woman inspires us to great things, and prevents us from achieving them.
Dumas

The great question... which I have not been able to answer... is, "What does a woman want?
Sigmund Freud

I had some words with my wife, and she had some paragraphs with me.
Anonymous

"Some people ask the secret of our long marriage. We take time to go to a restaurant two times a week. A little candlelight, dinner, soft music and dancing. She goes Tuesdays, I go Fridays."
Henny Youngman

"I don't worry about terrorism. I was married for two years."
Sam Kinison

"There's a way of transferring funds that is even faster than electronic banking. It's called marriage."
James Holt McGavran

"I've had bad luck with both my wives. The first one left me, and the second one didn't."
Patrick Murray

Two secrets to keep your marriage brimming
1. Whenever you're wrong, admit it,
2. Whenever you're right, shut up.
Nash

The most effective way to remember your wife's birthday is to forget it once...
Anonymous

You know what I did before I married? Anything I wanted to.
Henny Youngman

My wife and I were happy for twenty years. Then we met.
Rodney Dangerfield

A good wife always forgives her husband when she's wrong.
Milton Berle

Marriage is the only war where one sleeps with the enemy.
Anonymous

A man inserted an 'ad' in the classifieds: "Wife wanted". Next day he received a hundred letters. They all said the same thing: "You can have mine."
Anonymous

First Guy (proudly): "My wife's an angel!"
Second Guy: "You're lucky, mine's still alive."


Love Marriage Vs Arranged Marriage

Resembles procedural programming language. We have some set functions
like flirting, going to movies together, making long conversations on
phone and then try to fit all functions to the candidate we like.
Similar to object oriented programming approach. We first fix the
candidate and then try to implement functions on her. The functions are
added to supplement the main program. The functions can be added or
deleted.
It is a throwaway type of prototype as client requirements rises with
time thus it is a dynamic system and difficult to maintain.
Requirements are well defined so use of waterfall model is possible
Family system hangs because hardware (called parents) is not responding.
Compatible with hardware (Parents).
You are the project leader so u are responsible for implementation and
execution of PROJECT- married life. You are a team member under
project leader (parents) so they are responsible for successful
execution of project Married life.
Client expectations include exciting feature as spouse cooking food,
washing clothes etc. All these features are covered in the SRS as
required features.
Acceptance test possible you can try before you Buy. Product is sold
on an as is where is basis. Product once sold will not be taken back!
Love Marriage is like Windows , beautiful n seductive.... Yet one never
knows when it will crash.... Arranged Marriage is like Unix ...
boring n colorless... still extremely reliable n robust.

TENSION !!

The moment you are in tension,

you will lose your attention.

This will put you in total confusion

and you’ll feel the irritation

which might spoil personal relation.

Ultimately, you won’t get co-operation,

which will cause complication.

You’ll then need to watch your BP with caution,

and you might have to take medication.

Instead….understand the situation;

try to think of a solution.

Many problems will be solved by discussion,

which will work out better in your profession.

This is not my free suggestion,

it is only for prevention.

If you understand my intention,

you’ll never come again to tension!!

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

.... And you called again



Been ages

Since you called again
"Hello!" you said.
"Hi!!" I mustered courage
Unsure of what to say

And in inert silences
Nervous heart beats
Nostalgia had its way,
Unbreachable fences
History that was never to be revisited

No complains, no arguments,
No rapprochement
Just the cacophony of silence
There was nothing left to say
Just an intangible ache

In the absence of all meaning,
It was only small talk
We said, ‘Goodbye’... again

I, Me, Myself!


The world, I thought
Revolved around me
Till I realized it
Took me along with it

Yet, I lived a lie
I wasn't the center
But truth I refused to sight
And I still revolve around 'me'



I think I am . . .

I think I am
I am what I think
I don’t know what to think
I don’t know who I am?

I'm staring...
blankly in space
my mind has gone num
I can’t think, so I am not!

I don’t exist?
am I real?
am I alive?
but I breathe, so I must be

hurray! I'm alive
but who am I?
I still can’t think
.
.
.
.
.
duh
I am crazy
I must be!


Do not try to define me. -Some good text I came accross

do not try to define me... for you'd be imprisoning me into a narrow realm of your perception of me, trying to make me more real. the more you search for me in the alleyways you are used to treading, the difficult it'd be for you to find me. no, don't try to define me.

do not tell me what i should be doing with my life... for my life is for me to experiment, to make mistakes. do not burden me with your experiences... i would prefer going the harder way.

do not try to understand me... with an approach tainted with your experiences. my joys, sorrows are my own, different from yours.

do not observe me, for all you'd do is judge. the more you do it, the more you'll be pushing yourself away from me. i exist in a realm beyond your definitions and expectations.

do not try to befriend me... for all you seek is conformance to your thought processes. don't even try to help me... all you'd be doing is satiating your own conscience.

do not invade in my territory. don't dictate, in a tongue unknown to me.

you say you know me? for you've observed me since long? have you tried listening to the notes of my heart? for if you did, you'd realize that none of what you think is me.

just let me be me... and you'd be surprised at how much you know me.

Very interesting........

Intelligent people have more zinc and copper in their hair.

The world's youngest parents were 8 and 9 and lived in China in 1910.

Our eyes remain the same size from birth onward, but our noses and ears never stop growing.

You burn more calories sleeping than you do watching TV.

A person will die from total lack of sleep sooner than from starvation. Death will occur about 10 days without sleep, while starvation takes a few weeks.

Chewing gum while peeling onions will keep you from crying.

The Mona Lisa has no eyebrows.

When the moon is directly overhead, you weigh slightly less.

Alexander Graham Bell, the inventor of the telephone, never telephoned his wife or mother because they were both deaf.

A psychology student in New York rented out her spare room to a carpenter in order to nag him constantly and study his reactions. After weeks of needling, he snapped and beat her repeatedly with an axe leaving her mentally retarded

"I Am." is the shortest complete sentence in the English language.

Colgate faced big obstacle marketing toothpaste in Spanish speaking countries because Colgate translates into the command "go hang yourself."

The smallest unit of time is the yoctosecond.

Like fingerprints, everyone's tongue print is different.

"Bookkeeper" is the only word in English language with three consecutive double letters.

Right handed people live, on average, nine years longer than left handed people do.

The sentence "the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog" uses every letter in the english language.

If the population of China walked past you in single line, the line would never end because of the rate of reproduction

China has more English speakers than the United States.

Every human spent about half an hour as a single cell.

Each square inch of human skin consists of twenty feet of blood vessels.

An average person uses the bathroom 6 times per day.

Babies are born with 300 bones, but by adulthood we have only 206 in our bodies.

Beards are the fastest growing hairs on the human body. If the average man never trimmed his beard, it would grow to nearly 30 feet long in his lifetime.

According to Genesis 1:20-22, the chicken came before the egg.

The longest place name still in use is: Taumatawhakatangihangaoauauotameteaturi- pukakpikimaungahoronukupokaiwhenuakitanatahu - a New Zealand hill.


Frog & Software Professional - Nice One


A man was crossing a road one day when a frog called out to him and said, "If you kiss me, I'll turn into a beautiful princess."
He bent over, picked up the frog, and put it in his pocket.

The frog spoke up again and said, "If you kiss me and turn me back into a beautiful princess, I will tell everyone how smart and
brave you are and how you are my hero." The man took the frog out of his pocket, smiled at it, and returned it to his pocket.

The frog spoke up again and said, "If you kiss me and turn me back into a beautiful princess, I will be your loving companion for
an entire week." The man took the frog out of his pocket, smiled at it, and returned it to his pocket.

The frog then cried out, "If you kiss me and turn me back into a princess, I'll stay with you for a year and do ANYTHING you want."
Again the man took the frog out, smiled at it, and put it back into his pocket.

Finally, the frog asked, "What is the matter? I've told you I'm a beautiful princess, that I'll stay with you for a year and do anything you want.
Why won't you kiss me?"

The man said, "Look, I'm a computer programmer. I don't have time for a girlfriend, but a talking frog is cool."


Tuesday, December 12, 2006

मैं और मेरा रूममेट अक्सर ये बातें करते हैं . . . .

मैं और मेरा रूममेट अक्सर ये बातें करते हैं,
घर साफ होता तो कैसा होता.
मैं किचन साफ करता तुम बाथरूम धोते,
तुम हॉल साफ करते मैं बालकनी देखता.
लोग इस बात पर हैरान होते,
उस बात पर कितने हँसते.
मैं और मेरा रूममेट अक्सर ये बातें करते हैं.

यह हरा-भरा सिंक है या बर्तनों की जंग छिड़ी हुई है,
ये कलरफुल किचन है या मसालों से होली खेली हुई है.
है फ़र्श की नई डिज़ाइन या दूध, बियर से धुली हुई हैं.

ये सेलफोन है या ढक्कन,
स्लीपिंग बैग है या किसी का आँचल.
ये एयर-फ्रेशनर का नया फ्लेवर है या ट्रैश-बैग से आती बदबू.
ये पत्तियों की है सरसराहट या हीटर फिर से खराब हुआ है.
ये सोचता है रूममेट कब से गुमसुम,
के जबकि उसको भी ये खबर है
कि मच्छर नहीं है, कहीं नहीं है.
मगर उसका दिल है कि कह रहा है
मच्छर यहीं है, यहीं कहीं है.

तोंद की ये हालत मेरी भी है उसकी भी,
दिल में एक तस्वीर इधर भी है, उधर भी.
करने को बहुत कुछ है, मगर कब करें हम,
इसके लिए टाइम इधर भी नहीं है, उधर भी नहीं.

दिल कहता है कोई वैक्यूम क्लीनर ला दे,
ये कारपेट जो जीने को जूझ रहा है, फिकवा दे.
हम साफ रह सकते हैं, लोगों को बता दें, मैं और मेरा रूमम