peace at last..

In every waking moment there is restlessness,
but for the moment the song sounds complete
and the rustle of the leaves brushes lightly,
while the sound of music is replete

so sweet yet strange melodies sound
or my love for music is re- found
since my speakers and mind music abound
that even radio makes my heart go round

to be cont'd

Eye for a bargain...

Eye for a bargain...

living life king size never kinda made sense... always looking for a bargain seems to be the order with most of people I know.. Though the degrees vary, i know people doing all sorts of crazy things to save a buck here and another there... from exploiting tax laws to avoid having to pay taxes, to going to corners of the city to save money, to getting down a few blocks and walking to save the tariff of bus from going into next zone..always looking for arbitrage opportunities, I think I have seen em all.. Not to be outdone, I too decided to save money and order for Home theatre speakers from Amazon, and have a friend get them from US for me, involving a host of friends and intermediaries in the process of acquiring... so finally I might be able to successfully pull it off if I get the Polk Audio speakers I finally placed an order for... sometimes I wonder if its all worth the effort, but immediately am consoled with the thought that I derived immense satisfaction from the hunt for bargain, and see I saved such a ton of money - but i miss the costs incurred - giving up time to play another game of TT, listen to music for a year, shifting into an apartment a year earlier -- The eye for bargain seems to have a blindspot for the effort put in.. and i start thinking again about the opportunity costs...
and the whole cycle of fun and pondering over the bargain commences once again in my head...
i guess i just need more work

Run for the city

Just ran my first run for Bangalore today - it was an event organized by Times of India group as a wakeup call for citizens of Bangalore to rise and run to show their irritation at the way things in the city were being mismanaged...
The actual marathon and the half marathon were from early in the morning, and for the masses, TOI had scheduled a run at 10..
Getting there we could see festivities in the air - red caps, company logos on Tees, different companies using this event for their own publicity - the mood was clearly filled with excitement..
People were walking, jogging, running and some were there for the participation

I am sure that the Run for the city achieved its goal, displaying that Bangaloreans were conscious citizens - their turnouts was a proof enough. However, some disturbing observations - people running for the city didnt refrain from littering the city with their cereal bar wrappers, empty mineral water bottles, and other garbage items. Some even resorted to throwing water at each other - though not being able to contain their excitement and often landing up with spilling water on the other co-runners. This was saddening to see that the very people who were running for the city were not willing to give up their habits of throwing litter everywhere, with garbage, and human waste. Any thoughts on what could be a motivator for getting such people to use bins and toilets in lieu of city walls?

kickass theory

'Kickass' seems to be the new lingo in schools, colleges, and everywhere you hear..
Everything which used to be either "Awesome!!", or "superb" or "fabulous", or "rocks", has now officially turned 'kickass'
Makes me wonder if there is a difference in the adjectives,
also, is there a central place where some really cool people lie and come up with the word of the period ?
where does this lingo originates and how does it spread?
who decides if it will be successfully used or if it will be junked
wish I had some kickass theory to explain it :)

conspiracy theory

not sure if the heaven's have been conspiring against me
but could there be any other rational explanation to the following set of events which happened in such synchrony, that the best musician would be humbled...

situation - assignment due on Saturday morning, and a project report due Friday evening

friday night, at 1030pm the project report gets done,
i get a call, informing that internet at home has been restored, and I can go home, instead of staying back in office to complete the assignment.
I immediately post the work in progress to myself, so that i can continue from where i left it.
I reach home, only to realize that I had left my laptop at the institute
I get ready to go to the institute when i remember that i had given the bike for service just a day before
i decide to wake up early, go to institute and complete the assignment. Accordingly, i put an alarm for 4:00 am on 18th, when today is 17th night.
i get up the next day wondering why the alarm didnt go off, only to realize that i had been playing with the cell the previous night, and had reset the watch, only to set it once again to the correct time, but having forgotten to change AM to PM - and so when i got up the next day morning, my watch ws still 12 hours behind

all in a day - Almighty, you do work in strange manners

yaadien

kal teri yaad din bhar aati rahi

na koi hadsa, na koi aisi khushi
jisme shaamil karna ki ho chaahat,
na koi puraane gile shikve
jinke bhulaane se zehan ko mile raahat
kal teri yaad din bhar aati rahi
yunhee din bhar teri yaad satati rahi

teri yaadon mei kyun hai basaa
mere jeevan ka saara nashaa
unH chand lamhoN mei hai kyun fasaa
mere dil ka chain, aur durdashaa
un chand lamhoN ke sahaare kya kategi
mere tanhaa zindagi ki har ghari

par jab bhi teri yaad aayi
jeene ki khoyee tamanaa khil uthi
to fir kyon buraa maanu
ki kal teri yaad din bhar aati rahi
is tanhayee ke aalam mein bhi
murjhaye gulon ko khilati rahi

Khud b khud ( Courtsey Punita)

kabhi to mushkil hoti hai,
tamanna-e-dil samajhne mein,
aur chahat hoti hai,
kabhi samne khud-b-khud !

kabhi taalaab mein
ufan bhi nahin hota
kabhi uthne lagta hai
tufaan talayion mein khud-b-khud !

meri nigahon ke asar mein
farishte to tum ban gaye
par farishton ke safar bhi
dhalne lagte hain khud-b-khud !

Aashiyana banaya meine
badi majbooti aur pyar se
dolti duniya ke zami pe magar
ukhad jaate hain jadh khud-b-khud !

ittafaq se mile kahin
ittefaq se pyar hua
bhaagti duniya ke saath hi
bichadh bhi gaye khud-b-khud !

ek insaan, chehre kayi
har chehre mein vahi insaan
meine aayine mein jhaankar dekha hai
chehre badal gaye khud-b-khud !

tum chaahe mujhse milo ya
yun hi kahin duur raho
ye chaahat ki nadiyaan hai
behne lagi khud-b-khud !


rishton ko saraha bhi tha
phoolon se sambhala bhi tha
vakt ke thapadein khaakar magar
phool jhad jaate hain khud-b-khud

strings of poetry..

Zindagi har mor par,
tujhse kyon samjhota karun?
Shauk jeene ka hai,
par itna bhi nahin

Not sure if getting older has anything to do with it, or is it one of those cyclical periods where I enter into philosophical thoughts- but lately a lot of events have been occuring begging some logical explanations - and I cant seem to find no rational explanation. Being a sort of believer of no religion, other than acknowledging the presence of some bigger forces, I could be considered an athiest.
however, i sometimes wonder if there could be any explanation for any of the fOllowing (- something in the tune of 13th floor movie)

On one fine tuesday, I get a set three unfavorable news..
2 of which got reversed within the week.

Today, I planned to juggle 4 different schedules, managed to get leave from work early, and not planning on doing anything else apart from these tasks, but only to see that one by one, all of them failed to materialize/ or i couldnt attend them, leaving me to type this blog

hints to Purpose of my Life in VEIL class - a course I didnt take, but still get the messages from


and in the end, I almost lost this post because of some weird combination of keys I had pressed. HOwever, with the resolve to start all over again, when I started typing, I see the link to "recover post" - do u all see it? in which case I am not sure if some man thought of all the problems, and has already proposed some solution - which comes along with the problems, and only when u need it the most. After the episode, you become experienced, but for some event which is most likely not to repeat ever :)

"random thoughts and incorrigible ramblings " - would that be more apt title for my blog? i wonder sometimes..

happiness ?!?!?!

An illusive concept or reality - This seemed to be a topic for interest during our last session on Advanced Market Research - and the discussion seemed to be based purely on the cliche'd statements that a person selling ready to serve food on the street on a mobile cart seemed so happy; people living in the most astute poverty had a smile on their face - while people relatively much better off never seem to be contented enough--
and as expected the discussion was not going anywhere...
but it did resurface the very same basic questions - what could be likely source of happiness, - not money, not power, now wealth, not the moments which make life, - I am not even sure what it could be..

I dont think any amount of discussions would get the answer - I wouldnt be happy if everyone knew what was the source of happiness - would make a very sad world -- and I am sure people would hate to lose another perfectly golden opportunity to profit from "making people happy" - the priests, the matchmakers, the spiritual gurus, the shrinks, the plastic surgeons, the complete marketing teams, the actors, the entertainment industry would all go out of business -- ( just realized what a big industry it is to make people happy)

So I guess its best to leave such things to concept of "eternal pursuit of happiness" -- and sleep over it..
till my next post - sleep drink and be merry (note its merry and not Happy)