5Comments Creative... Really ??

Too much smallville yesterday... almost till 0300 hrs...
Dunno if i was dreaming or something else, but I guess I was thinking about what superman can do with his powers...
Apparently, out of infinite things where he can use his powers, first thing that popped up into my mind was - he can take his own picture without putting camera on timer.
(u know, click n use speed to go to position)
:P

Creative minds...
what crap :)

4Comments Warning !!!

4Comments [smallTalk] Guess what...

"I keep expecting people will (or should) just guess what I really want... but i never really tell it to them..."

Anyone wid similar situation here ?

2Comments Show off ??? What do you mean ?

My Desk... If you need any explaination... :)

5Comments Well I tried...

Ref : @$% Deja Vu $%

1Comments Believe it or not...

"Believe it or not, George isn't at home..
Please leave a message, at the beep..
I must be out, or I'd pick up the phone..
Where could I be?
Believe it or not, I'm not home!"



Seinfeld Rocks !!! :D :P

6Comments माझी Volvoगिरी

मुंबईला आल्यापासून Volvoतून प्रवास करण्याची बरेचदा वेळ येते. Express Highway चा Express पणा काढून टाकण्यात पटाईत असलेल्या Volvo चे प्रवास अणि प्रवासी या दोन्ही गोष्टींवर एक मोठ्ठा निबंध लिहिता येऊ शकेल. मी निबंध तर लिहिणार नाही, पण एक दोन गोष्टी सांगण्यासारख्या आहेत।

आपल्या 'गुंडा' प्रेमी लोकांना आवडेल अशी एक गोष्ट आजच कळली मला... आपली Neeta Volvo पण 'गुंडा'प्रेमी आहे. Seats चालू होतात तिथेच - "Driver Sit, First Aid Kit" अस rhyming केलेल दिसलं आजच. उच्चाराबरोबरच rhyme व्हाव म्हणून spelling पण change केलेल पहिल्यांदा पाहिलय. Plus ते seats चालू होतात तिथे लिहिलेला... आता driver तिथे बसणार असेल तर गाड़ी कोण चालवणार हे कळायला मार्ग नव्हता.

प्रवासी तर एक से एक hitt असतात. काहींना window seatच हवी असते. काहींना window seat नकोच असते. काहींना tyre वरची seat नको असते... जसा काही त्यांना tyre बरोबर फरफटत नेणार आहेत :)
काहींना आपली bag छातीशी कवटाळून बसण्याची सवय. काही लोक bag वर टाकून देतात... मग ती कोणाच्याही डोक्यात पडली तरी फरक पडत नही त्यांना. काही लोक seat full मागे करून बसतात. काही लोक seat मागे होत नाही म्हणून चिडचिड करत बसतात. तर काही लोकांना seat पूर्णपणे मागे करून मागच्या मुलीच्या मांडीवर दोकान ठेउन झोपण्याचा feel घेण्याची सवय. अशक्य public भरलेला असत बसमधे. अशा वेळी माझ्यासारखे "हुशार" लोक laptop किंवा mobile काढून tp करत बसतात।

इकडे Volvo वालेही कमी नसतात. आपण ७:२५ च्या गाड़ी साठी गेलो असतो. अन तिथे गाड़ी उभी असते. आश्चर्याचा धक्का बसलेलं मन अणि शरीर सावरत आपण आत चढायला निघणार तेवढ्यात एक माणूस मागून बोंबलतो "ही ६:३५ ची गाड़ी आहे... ७:२५ ची नाही". तसाच अजून एक गोष्ट म्हणजे - Semaphore प्रकार माहीत नसल्यासारखं एकच seat दोन माणसांना देण्याची वाईट सवय लाउन घेतलेली आहे त्या लोकांनी. अन एकदा तो प्रकार झाला की संपल. अर्धा तास उशीर झालाच समजा.

परवा असाच एक प्रकार घडला. एका बिचार्या बाईला असच तंगवत ठेवलं होतं. ती तशी उभी होती तात्कळत अन आपला driver म्हणतोय "अरे पिण्ट्या, जरा बीडी आण रे तिथून... " पण ही so called बिचारी बाई बोंबलली तिथूनच "अरे पिण्ट्या, आधी seat खाली करून दे जरा". :)

Overall बघता हा ५ तासांचा प्रवास seriously bore होतो. पण असा timepass कायम चालू असल्यामुळे तेवढा प्रवास अजून सहन तरी होतोय.

1Comments Introducing.... Geeky Man... a new superhero :)

A new technical not-so-funny superhero...

(Its not daily or weekly thing... I'll post whenever I come up with new one...)

3Comments You are safe now...

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I always liked Batman than superman..

All that flying, superstrong, xray vision n all sounds too supernatural :P

Batman is good... he's more human... some techie geeky fella from your college can become batman :)

But in the same way any outeater, burger lover can become batman's biggest enemy - the joker :P

see this -

3Comments Pixel scan

I know you are afraid... I know you think twice before saying anything... You don't know how people will react to it... to your thoughts... to your action... They don't comment on it on your face... but they change your picture in their mind accoudingly... That's why it gets too difficult to change... to improvise... to analyze yourself...

Friends.. hah... Your Friends are too good to tell the truth to you... They know you'll feel sad about it n they don't wanna hurt your feelings...

Teachers n parents they try their best... but they have their own limitations... 

God... right... they say god speaks in action... it cant really help in preventing anything, can it ?

You are almost out of option... You can turn soo bad than people will not hesitate to tell how bad you are... but again... If you are turning bad then you already know you are turning bad n there will be nothing to analyse...

There is only one good old thing still remaining... standing aside... but will always give you pure... unbiased opinion... there's only one thing remaining which will tell you the truth hidden beneath your apperence... its your Reflexion...

now tell me how many times you see yourself daily in the mirror... once? twice ?

Is that enough ?

- 

Yours Always,

Mirror

3Comments No more multipart storywriting :P

1post 1theme... is da best..

you welcome :)

1Comments and they say old is gold :P

I was introducing one of my old friend to another - the introduction went like this -
(in marathi)

hey , याला भेट... माझा सर्वात जुना मित्र... साला इतका जुना आहे की काही किंमतच येत नाही विकताना... म्हणून अजून ठेवलय त्याला... तुला पाहिजे का ? फार काही return नाही मिळाला तरी चालेल... नंतर फुकट द्याव लागेल नाहीतर त्यापेक्षा आत्ता थोडे तरी मिळतील...


lol
btw... त्यानी पण काही घेतल नाहीये त्याला... call me if you want...

3Comments How bikers are classified...

Here I present my own FAQ for newbie bike riders in Mumbai :)

• How bikers are classified ?

Bikers are classified depends on criteria. If you take "style of riding" as a property, then they are classified in following classes -
Newbies, followers(lane-switchers), Leaders, Raintors, Mavericks

Newbies: Some dumb bikers... They don't know difference between riding a bike on the road n driving a car on road... no lane-switching no pass-thro's. They just follow the car in front of them...

Followers: These are also known as lane-switchers. They possess some skills that normally every 'Mumbaikar' rider possesses. They Pass through the gap between two lanes... But mostly they are followers... They just follow other followers or leaders.

Leaders: Leaders have their own class. When you look at them, u know - this guy's bike leader. They actually lead the troop of followers...

Raintors: Raintors (Rain Mentors) are special kind of leaders... Here in mumbai riding bike in rain is difficult task if there's no Raintor to follow... Raintors are... u know... advance n experienced rides.. they know where the road is plane... where we can go thro water. If its raining, followers 'blindly' follow raintors... no exception...

Mavericks: In mumbai all bike rides are like a group... You will hardly get to see two riders not riding side-by-side. But there are some Mavericks, they are followers having capacity to be a Leader. They separate themselves from group n try to explore new paths throught cars... sometimes they succed, some times fail... If succed, they start a new flow of bikers... n become Leader of that flow.

If we take speed as property then bikers are classefied in following classes -
BeCars, SignalSwifts, Masters

BeCars: they are almost same as Novice riders... They hardly overtake any car...
(Avg speed: 30-40km/hr)

SignalSwifts: They go zigzag through cars n reach first row at signals...
(Avg speed: 40-50km/hr)

Masters: They go zigzag through cars which are moving at a constant speed (normally 40km/hr)... Very difficult to achieve this level... Rider requires stamina, Gap calculation logic, speed control.
(Avg speed: 50-60km/hr)

[to be continued]

* Conditions apply. All rights reserved.

:D

2Comments Boredom

Boredom is some crazy thing.... You may have lots of movies, TV serials, books at home but still get bored. But when you are sitting on the back sit of car at night... alone... u can watch tail-lights of the next car for hours...


(it seems impossible... but try next time n then tell me :)

6Comments The city that.... ohh forget it!

/* This is my first post in Marathi(मराठी)... n I guess the last :P coz m too lazy to convert the font :P */
/* १०/०७/२००८ */

आज सकाळी उठून बाहेर पडलो companyत जायला तेव्हा ८:३० वाजले होते. पाउस just सुरु झाला होता, so रिक्शा हवी होती. Gate No. 3 मधून बाहेर पडलो न लगेचच रिक्शा दिसली. म्हणल चला.. बर झाल..
त्याला विचारलं "Sion ला येणार का ?"
"गर्दी आहे. नाही येणार"
ठीके म्हणुन मी पुढे निघालो. Gate No. 1 च्या इथे कठड्यावर shoe lace बांधायला थांबलो तर तो रिक्शावाला परत आला अन माझ्या इथे थांबला. माला वाटलं साहेबांचा mood change झालेला दिसतोय. नेईल बहुतेक Sion ला.
"आत्ताच तिथून आलो. लै गर्दी आहे तिथे"
"असेल. पण मला तिथे जायलाच लागणारे"
"hmm.. ते आहेच.. पण १ तास लागेल जायला. दोन गाड्या बंद पडल्यात तिथे पाउसामुळे. "
"हाँ. ठीके.. मग ?" (इथे मला expected होता की मग नेणार का मला ?)
"मग काय. आता कोणीतरी फ़ोन करील पोलिसांना काढतील त्या बाजूला. मग पोहोचता येइल १५ मिनिटात"
"मग नेताय का sion ला ?"
"नाही हो. मला उजवीकडे जायचय"
(च्यायला मग थांबलाय कशाला @#$#)
मला कळल ह्या Man ला गप्पा मारण्याचा mood आलाय. so मी पटकन सटकलो. तरी मोठमोठ्यानी सांगत होता कशा बंद पडल्या गाड्या वगैरे.

पुढे गेलो washi नाक्याला पोहोचलो. लगेच रिक्शा मिळाली. तो हो पण म्हणला, कटकट न करता. बसलो २ मिनिटात गर्दी सुरु झाली.
"हे नेहमीचच चाललय"
(मला वाटला गर्दी बद्दल बोलतोय)
"hmm हो ना..."
"घटनेत आम्हाला काही जागाच नाहीये"
(what the hell ?) "काय ?"
"अरे शेतकर्यांना कर्ज माफ़ केलं पण कर्ज आता देणं पण बंद झालय... तरी काहीतरी केलय. माझ्यासाठी काही जागाच नाहीये घटनेत... मी म्हणजे कोण ? कामगार!!!"
(च्यायला हा पण सुरु झाला. ठीके निदान नेतोय तरी)
"दावा ठोकलाय मी. २५ वर्ष काम केलं अन ती mill बंद पडली. पण तरी ती चालू 'दाखवलीये'... अन मी काम करतोय असा दाखवून दुसर्याला देत होते पगार"
(याच्याशी घटनेचा काय संबंध आता...)
"५ september ला result आहे. ५ september म्हणजे माहित्ये ? 'शिक्षक दिन'"
(परत subject change का आता ?)
"आधी जे लोक company च्या बाजुनी होते ते आता माझ्या बाजुनी आहेत"
(good for you...)
taxies आल्या त्यांनी typical हात दाखवा रिक्शा थांबवा प्रकार चालू केला. मग उतरलो त्याला पैश्यांबरोबर 'best of luck' पण दिला अन taxiत जाउन बसलो.

"अरे मुझे लगा आपको महेश्वरी गार्डन जाना था. लेकिन गाड़ी निकाली थी तो बोला चलो छोड़ ही देता हूँ" (typical हिन्दी accent)
"hmm"
"इतना traffic... कहाँ से चालू है ये traffic"
"जादा नाही"
"अब आगे देखना... रास्तेका काम चालू है बहोत time लगेगा" बाहेर वाकून "अबे जल्दी चल ना आगे"
"काररें (cars) सस्ती हो गई है ना, कोई भी घरसे उठके कार लेता है. चलाना आना पड़ता है. फोकट मे बड़ी बड़ी गाडीयां लेके अईसी गाड़ी चलते हैं"
(आज काही खर नाही)

बोलत बोलत पोहोचलो एकदाचा. traffic असुनही ४५ मिनिटातच पोहोचलो.
नंतर ६:३० ला निघालो. बाहेर पडल्या पडल्या एक taxi दिसली.
"chembur ला येणार का ?"
"साहेब, बसा की"
chembur ला इतक्या लवकर हो म्हणलेलं पहिल्यांदाच ऐकल so just पाहिलं डोकावून तर पर्वाचाच मुलगा taxi चालवत होता...
हा शांत होता. N.M. Joshi वरुन Curry Road. Curry Road वरुन भारतमाता theater. त्यावरून straight निघालो आणि
"माझं गाव कोल्हापुर पासून १५-२० km वर आहे"
(????) "hmm"
"काही पाउस पडला नाही अजून... तुम्ही कुठले हो ?"
"पुण्याचा"
"पुणं पण मोठ्ठ आहे नाई. नोकर्या मिळतात का लगेच ?"
"तिथे taxi नसतात"
"हाँ रिक्क्षा असतात ना ?"
"हो"
"तुम्ही इथे कुठे जाता"
"cleartrip म्हणुन आहे"
"तिथून इथे chembur रोज taxiनी परवडतं का तुम्हाला"
(आवरा... अरे देईन मी पैसे. tension नको घेउस) "हो"
"किती दिवस आहात mumbaiत"
"१ वर्ष असेन mostly"
"मग नंतर परत पुण्याला का ?"
"नाही माहीत"
"पुण्यात नोकरी मिळते का हो लगेच?"
(परत ?) "तिथे mostly software field किंवा business process outsourcing ला vacancy असते"
(ते त्याच्या डोक्यावरून गेला म्हणून गप्प झाला बहुतेक)
"आता कळला का तुम्हाला road ?"
(पहिल्यावेली मला अन त्याला दोघांना road माहीत नव्हता :P)
"हो... सांगतो तुला... तू चल"
"तुम्ही इथे राहता का HP नगर मधे ?"
"हो"
"कसा काय ?"
"बहिण असते"
"बर. तसा मी chembur ला 2nd time येतोय."
असा करत करत finally पोहोचलो मी घरी...


Seriously विचारलं तर मला Pune सोडायचं नव्हत coz अशीच गप्पिष्ट लोकं असतात तिथेही...
मला वाटलं होता, इथे इतकी दगदग असेल की कोणाला वेळ नसेल, पण इथे लोक बकरा मिळण्यासाठी टपलेलेच असतात...
पहिल्याच ४ दिवसातच माझ्या knowledgeमधे बरीच भर पडली आहे.
'इथे आधी bikes कश्या नव्हत्या, आता कशा दिसायला लागल्या आहेत', 'पउसात पाणी रस्त्यावर येत तेव्हा रिक्शा कुठून नेतात', 'bike, taxi पाण्यातून कशी काढायची... बंद न पाडता...', 'दरड पडलेली कशी काढली', 'पोलीस license कसा काढून घेतात' वगैरे वगैरे...

Mumbai मधे noise pollution बरच आहे म्हणतात... I guess that's bcoz "it's The City That Never Stops Talking"...

1Comments friends

10Comments Red Sun Rises....

There I was… Sitting at the same place… glowing as usual… looking at my fellow Stars, twinkling…
We are of many kinds… small stars… big stars… glowing stars… shooting stars… "starz" .... Each of us unique in different ways… But still we are friends… very good friends…
So all of us were sitting there that day. Wait. Day, or night ?… that was a special night…
It was about time… a few minutes to sunrise… a few moments to a Brand New Day!
I looked at my fellow Stars once again… for the last time…
And then we all watched the rays of the Red Sun… and disappeared !
I could see no one now… It was not that I didn't like experiencing that New Day… but I was missing my friends nonetheless…
But then I realized… even if they all are gone at that moment, they will come back in the evening... same time same place… for another whole night…

...

During these four years I realized... we all are from different places, from different backgrounds, we speak different languages… but, our heart speaks only one language… the language of friendship…

Here I am… Standing on the edge of a whole new life…and when I look back I realize that 'these four years were and will remain the best years of my Life'…
We all gonna take different paths from here… new jobs… higher studies… but After A Long Day's Work, We Will Be Here Again... Every Evening…Together…With All Friends…

--
Praj

3Comments An 'I' for an 'I'...

We friends had a solid discussion that day while coming from mumbai to back to pune...
The discussion was about changes in view towards other people... friends, relatives or general acquaintances...

one of the friend's view is worth telling..
so here it is. -
He said,

We all are becoming more and more selfish these days... See... We dunno who lives in neighborhood unless we want to borrow so sugar...
We hangout with friends if there's absolutely nothing to do. If we have LOST or PB on comp then we just 'hang the phone' instead of 'hangout' saying "Not today, buddy"...
In fact, when someone's dead we become sad not because 'He was a good man'... but because 'now I'm not going to get such a good time' anymore...

Approach towards "the others" is changing...
We all are nothing but liars... A good friend is one who can lie better than other "friends"...
'I love you' means I love you temporarily.. till i get better one...

I say I hangout with friends a lot... we go to movies... to vaishali... relax... but the reality is I hangout because I don't have any other better means to pass that time...

I personally don't approve this philosophy... But, I don't see any points which proves it wrong...

14Comments Aimless...

----- The Day -----

Kinda middle aged but still old looking Mr. John was a businessman. Business was small. He had a home downtown and was living there with family. John was neither famous nor too socially attached to anyone other that his family, wife Natalie, 15 yr old daughter Kate and 8 yr old son Bill.

It was Bill's Birthday. That night they all were having dinner as usual.
Bill "Dad, I want bike. All of my friends have their own bike"
"No Bill, you are too young for that. ask something else."
"But dad... Please..."
(Doorbell rings)
"Honey, will you just check who's there"
"Sure"

Natalie went to open door.
"Hello. I'm Mr. Neil. and This is Mr. David Is Mr. John home ?" Said one of the two guys.
"Yeah. He's home. Can you just wait for a second ?" said Natalie.
"Sure"

Natalie went inside and asked John to see them.
John went in Hall. He didn't recognize any of those men.
"Hey. I'm john. I don't think I know you people. Do I ?" john asked.
"You are right, you don't."

And suddenly, both removed their hands from pocket, with Revolver in their hands.
"Gimme keys to your locker" roared David.
John almost cried "Take whateva u want. just don't hurt us"

Natalie heard that noise came running outside. She saw those men with guns and shouted like hell with fear.
There was a total chaos. already panicked David pulled trigger. and John was shot dead on the spot. Natalie ran inside. Those two followed her. Now Neil pulled trigger. Bullet hit Natalie in chest.

They both went inside dining room. Little Bill was standing in one corner. crying... They saw phone in Kates hand. Kate was calling 911 emergency. David pulled trigger again without even thinking a bit. Bullet went through Kate's skull. and she was down too.

David aimed at Bill now. Neil saw that fearful face of Bill. He pushed David's hand and yelled "No. Wait !! He's just a boy..."
But It was too late. David had already pulled trigger. But because of that push bullet went through Bill's right leg instead of head.
Bill fell on the floor. He closed his eyes with pain and fear.

----- The Next Day -----

The next day, Bill was in the hospital. Police, neighbors, press lot of crowd around him. He was in total "Shock". He was sitting on wheelchair. He had lost his leg. Above that he had lost his whole family. He was now alone in this world. His eyes were aimless. He not even tried listening what police, press were asking him. He didn't speak a word.. to anyone...

----- The Day After 10 Years -----

Its been 10 years since that day, but Bill's still in a Shock. Haven't spoken a word since that day. His eyes are still aimless. It's almost as if he's in coma. Doctors have given up on Bill...
Bill's now 18yrs old and still couldn't ride a bike because of his right leg.

Still No feelings... No Leg... No Family.... almost as if No life....

Those two robbers are in jail now. People know full story about that day. People still are confused...
Whether it was Nice of Neil to spare Bill or Cruel of him...

----- X -----

(what I'm asking is whether this life of Bill is even worse than death or not)
(waiting for your comments... coz even if the work is purely fictional, i'm really confused...)

2Comments Ma New Logo :)

just to draw ur attention :)

3Comments Through the Looking Glass...

I opened my eyes. And there i was... lying on the floor of on dark room... then i remembered everything - how they were pulling me through that narrow road. and that that awesomely constructed room... the put some papers in my hand and pushed me inside that room...

The room was dark... just a small bulb. There were people sitting... But they didn't even bothered to see me... as if i was not there only. I went to one of those and asked him for help... He didn't answer... Then I realised... Those were just statues... I realized no one's going to help me... no one's going to talk to me...

There were two small windows on opposite sides... I went to first window... there were those men who pushed me inside that room... and also upstairs...
Then I went to opposite window... I couldn't believe what I saw - I saw me... n my friends sitting n chitchatting... doing timepass... making fun of each other... all were happy...
Suddenly door opened, one of the guards came inside, took one of the statue and went, locking the door again... I took that chair... and sat near that window... I was watching through that window again and again...
I was scared - If i didn't watch and forget all those moments... I thought... I'll be turned into statue... like those people...


(PS: I know kinda difficult to understand what it's all about... just a hint... those papers were graduation certificate n mark sheets...)

1Comments CaptCHU****

Sceneaccess failed yet again to put 'Scrubs S07E09' torrent on time...
So I thought lets download from rapidshare...
Free account as usual... so waiting for 2.5 mins to grant the download ticket...
and then i came across this...

They say this is "CAPTCHA" (which is supposingly easy for Human to understand but not bots...)
Normal captcha's are preety simple... just enter 3-4 letters n you are thro...
But our famous Rapidshare says... you are human only if you can differentiate between cartoon of a cat and dog sitting on english letters... WTH...

It took me 3 attempts to pass thro... worst thing was - that 2.5mins counter reinitializes each time u put wrong letters...

So if you are not premium user -
no parallel download...
no upload more than 100 mbs...
no download manager...
that 2.5 min counter...
waiting 1 hr after each download...
and now this crappy CAPTCHA...

ohh sceneaccess... i blame you for this :)

(I still have one file to download... crap!!!)

6Comments Next 1000 seconds after those 10 seconds

That night I was coming back from Mumbai to Pune... Regular travels... night journey... after lonavala, we were only 15 of us in that volvo... i was sitting on backside...left side window seat.. and there was only one passenger in that side of volvo. I was sitting enjoying soft music... and then there was one BANG... i realized twas not a part of that music track and after a split of a second my head slammed on a backside of seat next to me... (oh man, they should use cushion for backside of seats too) in next 10 seconds the bus was tilted totally to left and again BANG! the only thing i could see thro' window were sparks... bus was still moving... after few more seconds there was silence... I was so shocked... took me at least 2 mins to realize the whole scene...
My leg was stuck between next seat and the left side of bus... somehow i managed to pull it off. I stood there on the road... just a thin layer of glass window between... the other passenger who was with me was still "sleeping".. unconscious may be.. The only thing i wanted achieve at that time was getting out... I saw the handles of seats... put them in right way... n then used them as ladder of 4-5 steps... Afta 3rd step i realised the 'plastic glass' window is still intact... Glass may be the brittle substance... but considering strength left and also the position i was in, twas the hardest material for me... after 10-12 kicks there was a hole big enough to pass through...
After next few minutes I was outside... standing on right side of bus... I saw one car upside down... red color on the road... few people... I jumped on the road... Let me tell you... Climbing up is the easiest job compared to jumping down when you are hurt... Pain... Was blanked for few seconds.. again... Then some guys came... gave me water... I told them there are other ppl in the bus... unconscious... they went to help them...
After the whole incidence I realized that I should have helped that guy... the guy sitting with me on the back side... there was water bottle in my sack... at least just to check whether he's conscious or not... But I didn't.... I dunno why... May be I was shocked... May be I was afraid that he might be dead... But then I realized... My first aim, like anyone other in that bus, was to "Survive"...



*purely fictional...
m totally all right :)

7Comments At least...

I know her favorite songs, novels... even her favorite artist...
I just hope she at least knows that 'I exist'...


*purely fictional

6Comments Luck, Fate and Choices

I dunno what you people believe, but I do not believe in Fate... I don't like the idea of blaming our wrong choices or bad luck on fate...

Yesterday only we school friends discussed about it... and one of my fate_believing friend almost convinced me that there is such thing as Fate... The example he gave me was simple and straightforward -
"Look" he said, "Luck is like choosing the correct answer in GRE exam if you don't know the actual answer. And Because of that answer you are able to go to US... This is Fate..."

The example was very good... or processing speed of my brain was slow :).. but I thought may be he's right... but then I thought - its correct that Luck is like choosing the correct answer in GRE exam (if you don't know the actual answer) but... after that its not fate that decides you will go to US... its your Choice... You choose to go to US instead of staying in India...
Its not "Fate"... Its now written anywhere that you will go to US... its totally your ''Choice" whether to stay in India or to go to US with the help of some "Luck" in gre...
This thought made my point, and more importantly, my mind clear that there's really no such thing as fate...

I like that quote by Neo in matrix -

Morpheus: Do you believe in fate, Neo?
Neo: No.
Morpheus: Why not?
Neo: Because I don't like the idea that I'm not in control of my life.

and controlling life means making 'choices' all by yourself... isn't it ?

1Comments What can 3 Graphics Designers do in 4 days ?

What can 3 Graphics Designers do in 4 days ?

watch:


*If you are too duh to recognize, itsa first Scene frm Saving Private Ryan...

2Comments Waiting for 31st Jan...

Forth Season of LOST....
Yeah... on 31st Jan...

After watching that promo of season 4...
oh... I can't wait....

Here, in this post... m asking all LOST fans to do one thing...
On 31st Jan, write "LOST" on bandages on four fingers of your left hand... :)

Just Like -




We have seen FATE and LATE already...
lets say there were
LATE
LATH
LOTH
LOTS
LOSS
in between :)
and now its turn for
"LOST"

Who are with me ? raise your 'left' hand :) (write comment :P)

3Comments Same but yet Different

1/1/2008 First day of new year... and I was sitting on the beach of Dive Agar.
At almost 6 pm we decided to go back to room. But the colors at horizon were so awesome that we decided to seat few extra minutes and watch them fade...
After week or two, We were sitting at Vaishali, and there was a gal sitting on table next to us. She was so good looking that we decided (rather I decided) to spend few extra minutes and bought coffee...

These both cases are same or different ?
The Answer, I think, is Same but yet different in some cases.
In first case its a 'Beauty of Nature', in second case itsa 'Natural Beauty'....
Both cases will give you almost same amount of joy and happiness....
Type is different... may be... but amount is almost the same...

But,
seat few extra minutes than 'normal', and people will think of you as philosopher or nature friend or something. Stare few extra minutes than 'normal' at second case and you will be called as tapori or despo by same people...
Different situations different result...
'Theory of relativity' can be explained better in this way :D

PS : Do not cross limits in both the cases... but Enjoy both within the limits...
:)