busy lives.. or whatever..

These days.. I find all running with their lives.. myself too! so much so busy that I don't have time to look around that I am not in touch without almost all my friends except the ones I meet in office... so much that I need to introspect , plan and meet and make my day special... almost lost the way of enjoying simple pleasures in life that I often feel lonely. inevitable anyway!

music has become a good companion. books too! & websites.. people communication is on wane! now I curse when my phone rings! and I wonder if I talk at least for an hour properly to my parents at home..

hmm.. usual ranting..

han.. so apart this arbit talk, I often bookmark few things which I find amusing when i browse..

putting them across..

So what if you're busy? :P nice article!

and then there's this quote which I almost put it as a note in my communicator but removed for the little pity I've on my colleagues. Don't want to scare them... heheh! LOL!

Most human beings have an almost infinite capacity for taking things for granted. - Aldous Huxley

nice na! very very true! I want to apply it at work and people more than anything else!

Period.

Yet Another Friday Morning

Bleak clouds amidst dull grey sky,
Swelling melancholy reflecting a mind,
A dim ray of sunlight popping in,
Often seeming like ray of hope,
In reality it is an incoherent delusion.

Appending glum is the attire of the mass,
Few draped in ebony,
Others dazzling and vivid,
Eager are they, to be noticed and appreciated,
Does it make a difference to a somber eye?

Subtle gestures of pursuit and hope,
A speculative affair they crave to indulge in,
Displaying the finest obedience seeking attention,
A futile unrecognized decent obsession,
A hope that they know will fade in the end.

An evolution of a desperate generation,
Yearning for a soul to listen and care,
The pursuit of happiness is an unbounded cycle.
An emotional trance to which each of us belong,
I grin to myself at the irony of life.

bleep. arg. ack....oh noooo!

Every morning when I get onto the train, I find myself a cozy little corner in a way such that I am going forward, for two reasons.. one that I am going forward in my life :P and the other being the "dog is man’s best friend" effect.

 

Dog is man's Best friend effect:

If you notice in a train or a bus.. even if the seats are vacant; there are people standing at the door sticking their heads out, and all that is missing for a perfect picture is a long tongue sticking out of their mouth :P. We all have a bit of it in us :) 

 

As usual when I am comfortably planted, I get my phone out and start texting my girl friend, the guy next to me gets really interested. He peeps into my cell and starts reading and when I try to hide it.. Man!! he gets really annoyed, as if I have denied him the his constitutional right. The prime minister wanted every gal child to read.. he never mentioned anything about the annoying fellow passenger.

I am sure he would be thrilled read something like "cant make it 2 home 2night, gotto blow up a train"

 

When I am done, I put back my phone and the chap realizes that the show's over and he can sleep. First he checks both his neighbours and sees which shirt matches more with his bedroom ambience. Locks on one target and gives him one big grin and in 2 minutes you are his katrina, aishwarya and bipasha. For 5 mins you bear this nuisance and then start the nudging, budging and poking session. He doesn’t care one bit, but when his station approaches, he gets up promptly and walks off. I am waiting for a guy who actually has the balls to say sorry or courtesy to say thank you.

 

In a mumbai train there's always a wise guy who thinks he is the RJ of the compartment and the annoying lady who keeps announcing the last station, the previous station, the next station in marathi, hindi and english once before reaching the station and once after the station .. uuuurgh  (please shut her up, i don’t mind missing my station)!!!

 

And there are the ones who are the news guys, he opens up the news paper so wide and expects you to hold on the other end. One day I get curious and peep into the newspaper.. the owner then gives a demanding look for the 75ps I owe him for reading the newspaper. 

 

"The return of Young Star Jr.NTR" in daata (yeah .. thats samba) and our very own Ravi Teja's super hit sequel to Idoit - Loafer (Dubai Seenu) - #)@(*!)((*@&#^ 

Point of note: 

-never read the newspaper

-In your face SRK .. ur last telugu dubbed movie was mohabbatein :P

 

Finally when it’s the golden moment when your destination comes.

The average indian male is somewhere around 5' 7" in height. Curse my luck, I am 6. When I am standing at the door waiting to get out, all I see is few airfields or lot of hair in my face. YUCK !!! That’s the only moment I wish I was a few inches taller.

 

But guess what.. I travel 60 Kms a day for say 25 days for 120 rupees a month. That's dirt cheap( my calculator says thats 8 paise per kilometer..) i'm not complaining now :P