A Techie's Blueprints

T he Insomniac...huh....its 12:30 am and like always i m still wide awake..tried to read something but all in vain ..ya watched "catch me if u can"...was a gud movie!!!.are haan....atlast INDIAN CRICKET TEAM won (against a good team like S.A.) ...kudos to them ....with an attractive contribution from MASTER BLASTER SACHIN!!!.... For last few days i was thinking of starting "atlas shrugged " of "ayan rand" but i think its not rite time to do so...have a lots of stuff to complete and I am running out of time (i know time is not the excuse of anything but again i m a human being!!!)... when i stroll down the memory lane ...i can still remember the nights of exams in my childhood and till september of last year ...i was never able to be awake after 11 pm (chahe preparation kitani bhi baaki kyun na ho)...but after september of last year some changes took place ..and trully speaking some significant changes took place...if i take the average of ma sleeping ho

I was goin through some community at orkut and found this one ...someone wrote a poem and left it there to complete ...so i tried...(the words in red, are written by me... :) ) I was afraid one day you will be gone I would be left crying and weeping Whom would I say that you are cute To whom whould I call innocent and pure I screamed I begged to stop you For no one to listen to the unheard voices within Now tears are at the brink of my eyes As you leave waving hands to say byes But I wont let them fall right now I have freezed them on my eyebrows They would fall only when you come back To celebrate the rejoice of being with you I will wait forever to set them free with faith in my love and in God but wat if ..we never meet again wat if there is no soul to regain i'll have to accept that u r gone leavin me blue and quite alone i think baby..u took me for granted i think i m behavin like besotted the co

I was just sittin in front of my compu...and i dont know wat struck me and i wrote some lines....and here it goes... In fizaon main mahakane ki chahat to khusaboo ko hoti hain magar hawaon ke paron par baithe bina yeh khwahish poori kahhan hoti hian... aasman ke kaalin par khelati ae pawan mujhako bhi apane saath le chal mahaka dun raston ko tere ise ghata ki tarah pakad ke haath le chal in mahakate raston se kabhi to koi gujarega tujhe rok kar tujhse mera pata poochega par tu usase bas itana hi kahana... swarth ka daaman chod ek khusboo mahek gayee jaise sawan main kisi daal par koyal chahak gayee apane kan kan ko woh in vadiyon main bicha gayee chod ke tan apana apani manzil ko paa gayee!!!!

O nec again ...Its Raining....every moment which passes, has its own significance in life,some memories associated with it...and these pearls pourin today..also have some memories to cherish on!!!! I fear if u can feel the same way as a boy from western Rajasthan feels, when it Rains....Its five yrs now when i m missing each and every season at home..no HOLI,no DIWALI ..not even RAKSHA BANDHAN (sawan man bhawan aayo, bahana man main harkhayee..rakhee ri poonam ayee...rakhi ri poonam ayee)...But again its life... :) Now coming back to Rain....when i was at home...i always waited for rain..i dont know why.. but it always made me feel good(wat abt PAKODAs and GARMAGARAM CHAI .. :) ).... But at Raurkela......where it rains alot....i never had a chance to enjoy Rain....none of my frnds here likes to enjoy my way....their all time fav. job...SLEEPING!!!..GOD!!! i hate this.....One thing which i'll have to admit is that..ya its tough to admit but its the way I feel....I got good friends

“ C ould fulfillment ever be felt as deeply as loss?” H ave you ever thought on this....what you remember the most...ur success or your failure.....will you ever be able to suceed if you have never come across failure.....if u find everythin easily in life ....then there will be a certain vaccumm in life.....so over the years wat i have discovered is to chase the dreams in a steady manner...never try to extream...but never let ur dreams go without a chase... i think...there should be a sort of perfection...for me "perfection is the best effort within the constraints of space, time and resources".... There was a time when i tried extream hard in chasing my dreams without any perfection...and that failure still haunts me.... whenever i found my self in a situation ..where i am depressed or not able to find my way out.....whenever i find mysef gloomy and shaken up...following poem by Rudyard Kipling, inspires me to move on.... if you can keep your head when all about

C an you tell that how many types of ppl r there in this world?????.....ya ..if it had been "bunty and bubbly"..the answer would have been "two"...but its not a show on silver screen ...its goddamn life!!!!.....beyond our glazed dreams..there is a world in which ppl really "LIVE".....struggle to live...and you know ...when you come across these type of ppls ....you really feel pity,a sense of guilt....but as you go beyond tht ....all your senses, all your feelings ..vanishes in a second..and that's the human nature.... let me share one of my straight encounter with the shit called as life......it was when i was coming to bck to ma coll ...it was the journey from ahemdabad to raurkela....as i boarded in the train....due to some railway exam or for the other reasons ..there was an enormous rush...double of the ppl than who were sitting,were standing....i went straight to ma seat and slept ...after some time i felt some one sitting near ma legs....i dont