What a wonderful world!

This song is basically the jingle of Aircel Wi-Fi. No, originaly it is a song by Loius Amstrong. Beautiful lyrics!! And truly .. What a wonderful world it is!!! :)



I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do
They're really saying I love you.

I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.

Ted's Words

The One --
Ok I'm gonna say this out loud that I am doing
a pretty good job of not saying it out loud
lately. What you and Tony have, what I THOUGHT
for a second we had , what i KNOW Lilly and
Marshal have , I want that. I do. I keep
waiting for that to happen ... keep waiting for
that to happen, and I guess I am just tired of
waiting.

And then Stella says:
She is on the way Ted ..and she is getting
here as fast as she can!

How I met your mother!!

Seriously!! I have to write about this. I am only on the second season so i hope this does not pulls off a lost but as of now it is gripping. I totally love it. What i especially like about the show is how much Ted loves Robin. I love the way he looks at her. But then it turns out that Robin is not the mother met because he goes on to say that "that's how i met your aunt Robin" to his kids. So now there is a bit of suspense as to who the mother is. Now this is a bit irritating because then you cannot read much about the show on the net. But i am not sure if the show is over now and if whether it has been revealed. But scrolling down the pages, i discovered that Ted and Robin will eventually break up and Robin will also be with Barney for some time. Barney?? Eiuuuuu!!! Anyhow, as of now it holds the top slot of my attention so right now ... rocking!!

How almost single doctor met your mother (ahaa!!)

Yes .. I am back with the old blog theme. No i have not run out of blog themes. I have them aplenty. But this one is really good and it is called "Woman-talk". Speaking of women, I read this book about a woman by a woman. Indian author. I picked up the book by mistake because i thought this was the same lady who had written "the zoya factor". But they are 2 different woman. That one was Anujha Chauhan and this one is Adavita kala. So now i knew that this one was the not the chick lit i wanted to read, i had my reservation. But then after blink i was dying to read a story. A proper fiction. So i said what the hell and went ahead anyway! First things first. Did i like the book? hmm .... kind of. Which is not a certain no for an answer becuase i did laugh at a few points. It was actually a typical chick lit with its own highs and lows. The hight point was definitely the humor and the fact that the author had quite rightly captured how desperately the world want singletons to "couple up" even if they themselves wanted something else. Good! Here is the low point .. the way each and every line of the book shouted "I am american!!" Yes! There was nothing indian about the book except for the the fact that the protagonist wore saare to work everyday. over jeans ..so there you go! The food, lifestyle, dresses described (except the occasional saris (rohit bal))everything was about america although there is no direct mention. Not that i am complaining, i am just pointing out an obvious fact. Anybody who reads the book would realize that. Also a take on the (almost non existent) love story between Karan and Aisha. Okay.Thank God for no mills and boon angle here. But atleast, i could have done with some elaborate love story. Where does it start and how easily does it comes to a conclusion ...not happening really. Ok now dont give me the what would you have written look, I am not an author!!
Now i am reading Doctors by Erich Segal. There are a lot of reasons why i am reading it. First in the pretext of getting another book to read, now that i was coming closer to finishing almost single (thats the chick lit i was talking about) i brought six suspects by vikas swaroop (the Q&A author) only to realize that this would be my second indian author in a quick succession and although this author was classy, I thought Segal was classier. And i had to read doctors. I mean Segal ends up wrting beautifully. The class, love story and Oliver's story are printed proofs. Two lines. One from class "And so they ended up being lovers, friends, parents to each other" and second -- the closing line of Oliver's story. "Sometimes , he wonders how life would be if she was alive. Then he realizes ..he would have been alive too" Now thats called beautifully poetic. Lines which stay with you. Forever.
Another thing to talk about is "how I met your mother" A fun series. I love the story line, the characters and the suspense they are building over who the mother is. Its not crazily funny like friends but it has its own highlights and i am loving it.
So till then, Keep rocking and i haven't witten this even once in my blog since the new year "Let ther be lots of love in this world."

Hic! Hic! Hurray!!!

Sunday morning in office is so not cool. It is cool because there are not many people bothering you but it is still so painful to come to office on a sunday. I wish, once i am in target, things change and i get a normal life. I also wish that once in target, i get an onsite chance ASAP. You know what is real cool about joining a product based company? The fact that i will be in the company and work for the same company. Like when i Satyam i worked for IBM and when I came to IBM, I started working for Bharti. But when I will be in Target, I will work for Target! This way, my philosphy, " company is as good as the project" will merge. Because the company and project would be same. Ok Fine you get the idea. I want to keep myself up and hence i am ranting and writing. Basically why and what i came here to write is this. I came across a picture which had a homeless man holding up a placard saying "Why Lie .. I want a beer" and the first thought in my mind was ... this is a "homeless" man. He probably owns just one pair of clothes, not sure if he manages even a single square of meal and basically has no money. In this grim situation he says "Why Lie .. I want a beer" !! I mean what is it about alcohol and beer anyway? I have tasted alcohol and it does not taste good. Period! you never eat a dish which tastes disgusting then why oh why is the world crazy after alcohol? Is it the head rush? Maybe it is the head rush.
Now let me tell you something about head rushes! It is so not a feeling you can love. No! trust me! It feels like there is an earthquake inside your head. Now when i had a head rush, it was a very mild form and i could understand what was i speaking and what were others speaking. But the mild form felt like Santa claus's south pole workshop on the day of Christmas eve! like little elves running around here and there and shouting and there is clamour all around and all you want is some peace and you get none. Now i would not want such a hotch potch inside my head. Ever! So why are people still crazy for alcohol? Maybe I would never understand that.
But to all those people who drink, someone once told me "Drinking should always be in class and control quantity" I think that should be the mantra.
I remember we had an office party and boys as always went crazy after the "free" alcohol. (Alcohol is enough to make them mad and then the word free attached with it makes them go berserk!) 2 of my colleagues were so heavily drunk that my manager was later heard saying that he was ashamed to have such people in his team. A check over class and quantity comes in handy for situation like these. and then there is this other guy i know. I have asked him many times but he never tells me his secret. He can hold his drink so good, that you actually doubt if he is drunk at all. But he is crazy. He only has alcohol pictures on his fb. Still he has a class which atleast does not qualify him under the category of manager embarrassing colleagues.
I'll come back for more..writing. Till then ...hic!hic! hurray!!! :)

How Rude!

Sometimes I am so rude to people. and you know whats the worst part ? I hate it when people are rude to me. I hardly give them a second chance then. Sometimes I hate everyone around me. No matter how close or not I am with a person. Infact, I become defensive when nervous or scared. Right now, I truly from the bottom of my heart HATE my office. I hate everyone. I hate every piece of "job" I am supposed to do. I am basically a happy person and I am rude only when something really unpleasant happens. Even then, if it is something really subtle, I dont let it show. And when I dont let it show, nobody comes to know how i feel inside. Like yesterday, I was extremely angry and sad. Thank God for the "me" time i get in the afternoon. It helps me cool down and relax. Sometimes, i really wish from the bottom of my heart that i could give a piece of my mind to all the people who piss me off! I wish i could just tell them to "shut the fuck up assholes!" Basically, I am never rude to a person "just like that" You should have done something extremely extremely annoying to have have come under my wrath. So if i am wrong in being rude to you, You are not completely innocent either.
So the question is , Do I want to change this? Should I stop being rude? I rather be quite than say anything to hurt people. Thats what i generally am when I am clearly mahaupset or like now, when i just dont want to talk.
All i want right now is a chance. A chance to kick all assholes' butts!!!

Zindagi roz humari class leti hai ....

Zindagi roz class leti hai ....
kitna dekha doosro ki aankho se
kitna jaana kitabo ke panno se
socho, kitna seekha humne zindagi se
aur kitna, khud se

zindagi par apni pakad banayi
kabhi kabhi muh ki bhi khayi
sapno ke baadal phugaye
aur fight maar kar upar aaye

tedhi ungli se kaafi kaam chalaya
par sachi mehnat se bhi rang khilaya
raaste jitne uunche neeche the
unhe kuch bhi karke seedhe banaya

kabhi darr ke peeche nahi hate
apne focus se kabhi nahi bate
choti moti khushiyon ko ungloyon se sajaya
doston ke liye haath badhaya

har bandhan ko apnaya
zindagi roz humari class leti hai
nursery se school fir college aur ab yahan ...
socho
kitna dekha doosro ki aankho se
kitna jaana kitabo ke panno se
kya kya haasil kiya jugaad karke
socho, kitna seekha humne zindagi se
aur kitna, khud se