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.

Consequence of Weekend Exploration

Usually my day starts with a boring alarm and then I begin my chores until this weekend experience which has made the difference since then. There is a hill adjacent to my apartment which I’ve always wanted to conquer since I shifted to this place. I used to see even old people climbing it slowly. But I am an addict due to which I never could take up the task. My addiction being my laziness has kept me in its trance and never gave up on me. I didn’t want to let him feel defeated, so I never resented.

But this Sunday, this laziness of mine went for a holiday and I took to the task. After I had lunch I took a break of 30mins and started on my boxer shorts, I went on the top and realized that I hadn’t experienced such air ever in recent times. It was amazing and then what!! I see that there are series of hills connected and one could walk over on the top of them. I went about half a kilometer and reached the next hill where I found a particularly wonderful spot and landed my arse on the concrete. I could just sit on it for hours (2hours though) and feel the wind gushing and gaily solitude crept upon me. I was enjoying every bit of it. Time dint seem like it existed. Added to that, it started drizzling which multiplied my excitement. I just sat there till the rain god has completely satisfied himself by drenching me but less did he know my contemplation of bliss I was driving out of it. Finally I didn’t want to scare my mom that I was dead in those bushes by a snake bite or a slip from those rocks, so after four hours merriment, I left to my home.

And on my way back I decided that I was going to visit this place EVERY day. So I did yesterday and felt good. Today it was slightly drizzling and I kind of realized that if I give up now my friend who went on a holiday would come back and conquer me so I started again. Usually a damp beginning is not really something I welcome to start a day with, but today I went up the hill and what I realized was that the rain god thought he had been more judicious in thinking that his outburst was going to make me feel a blighter of myself. I have successfully tricked him and silently enjoyed his thrust huffing and puffing as I wanted to complete the whole operation in 30mins today.

Way back some strange minute object took over my sight of an eye for a brief moment and I didn’t stop, what I realized was my speed was exponentially increasing and I was compelled to open by sour eye and try reducing my speed. I somehow succeeded and my very presence here writing this post proves that. I then has a feeling incubating in my mind that what if I could climb up and down with my eyes closed. I don’t know if I’ll succeed, but I think I’ll give it a try unless these spirits die.

:D !!

quite an interesting table, must say! :P

GMail GoogleMail and etc

Whenever you leave an email id on a website, you get hundreds of spam mails typically recommending products I am pretty sure I do not need, kids toys to errr ehem lets say toys :P..!!
Google provides aliases for one's email ID's. This is a very oooold trick but must people rather prefer sorting their mails manually than doing this.

@gmail is same as @googlemail




So if your mail id is mailid@gmail.com then mailid@googlemail.com is also you. (Yes, it is you :P)
So whenever you register on some website which you think will spam your mailbox you can register with the @googlemail.com id and use a filter to set all the @googlemail.com mail to spam.

X + anything = X

This is a better version of segregating mails. Any mail posted to urmailid+xyz@gmail will be redirected to urmailid@gmail.com so in my blog if I leave my mail id as sriks86+blogreaders@gmail.com I would definitely know that the mail came from a blog reader. Set filters on these and you have all your mail easily sorted as sriks86+frnds, sriks86+family or sriks86+idontwanttohearfromyou.

Google also does not distinguish between abc.123@gmail.com and a.b.c.1.2.3@gmail.com and abc123@gmail.com, add as many dots as you want.

To all the "pooja/neha/neeta wants to say hi to you",
happy spamming :)

this happens at an office too!

Imagine you've a boss at a different place;

# Who is reluctant to talk.

# If talks, then only sparse usage of words, periodically, as if they're costing him.

# Hears a "K" as an "A" and assumes it is correct;

then the pic justifies the outcome :D

Dedication: to my boss, for making me search for the pic! I'm at a better place than the depiction because me n my boss would fight only virtually :P

Thought ~~~> ~~~> why doesn't blogspot have "Comic Sans" font?!! crap!! these folks need to develop! I'm losing interest while typing the entry!! bbbooorrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeee!!!

Defining:

We -

Affection,

Bonding,

Years,

Fights,

Places,

Pulling legs,

Crap gossips,

Arbit chatter,

Relations,

Communication,

Difficulties,

Spend time together,

Recollect instances,

Recreate memories,

and mainly

People for everything!

Love -

When you begin to believe that you can grow old with someone comfortably.

Life -

People and Moments!

You -

A catalyst to makes dreams of self into a reality called Life!

Unquote

Every generation imagines itself to be more intelligent than the one that went before it, and wiser than the one that comes after it.

:)