Friday, December 30, 2005

Why Cant I Write?

If u saw my last entry, it might be dated really long back... Somehow this attempt at blogging isnt going the way i wanted it to...

My reason for starting this blog was simple...
There was this pal of mine who had the gift of describing everything in such detail and making everything sound so beautiful, that i really admired her for it.
It always struck me that I was never able to capture the small things in life in my words the way I was able to recollect them in my mind.

I figured id try my hand at blogging and start developing the habit of :

  1. being able to observe and write bout things i mite have otherwise missed during the course of the day.
  2. sharing my thoughts with ppl who cared to read. that way i can get different opinions on my writings and definately learn more.
  3. being a very critical person and something of a perfectionist, this gives me the forum to freely criticize... but i wanted to avoid that and instead focus on the solutions... not the problems.

however, i observed that try as i might, it was very difficult to write bout just general stuff. maybe im not that gifted to see things around me easily... coz its too easy to write bout the sensational happenings like the shoot-out at IISc and other such matters... but i wanted to avoid that, atleast for the time being.

thereby the dilemma.....why cant i write?

I need inspiration...

Monday, December 12, 2005

Look Ma...Am A Graduate

Hi All,

Pleased to inform you guys that i finally, officially got the much valued degree certificate from the University... Started off as usual with training when I got a call from my pal Nithya informing me about the Convocation...

Training dandi maara and came home... Turned my room upside down to retrieve that precious lil challan...(Phew) Have to sleep in the other room.... Itna bura haal hai... :-) (Note to self : Take Dad's words seriously and become proactive.)

Just when I thought it cant get worse, boom..... my name is misspelt on the MU site... This is a red rag for two reasons:

  1. Loss of identity(How would you feel if you were assigned a name thats not yours?)
  2. Fear of the red tape.

Started for the University dreading every moment... Cursed the Univ. Hated the pollution... Kept looking at the time every few minutes... Kept waiting in dread for that lil pounding in my head to incapacitate me(mercifully it didnt.) [P.S : Loaded and carried the camera to capture the moment... Wore the white kurta-pyjama ensemble as mandated...]

But then, something happened that convinced me that the day I graduated would be remembered for the right reasons :-)

The drive to the Univ was pretty good... No traffic and cool weather all the way...

Reached the Univ. No lines for the Degree Certificate...Yippee... Just 1 small matter... My name is still mis-spelt... Anyways, managed to understand that I had to come back in some more days to rectify the mistake... Chalega... Im happy... Got the certificate... Was standing when I saw a mother hug her son when he got his certificate(Felt good... The day was getting better...) Hey, I also met Nithya and Divya... Well 2 days early and I would have gotten a treat :)

Stood for sometime to have the "official" photo taken with the robes on... It was over in a flash... Got some kind soul to click mom and myself with our camera... Thank You Man... You made my day :-)

Well the party then moved to Shopper's Stop for some retail therapy ;) Bought something I needed and something I wanted... :-) (Lesson for the day : Its really addictive to use cards)

Then went to McDonalds after a long while... Enjoyed the Happy Meal :-) Well named Ronald... Am beginning to understand Thomas Friedman's writings regarding the McDonalds Arch and Wars (For the record : It says that no 2 countries having a Mac outlet have gone to war... Im writing from vague memory of Walk The Talk... So correct me if I am wrong)

Well came home and the best part of the day... Had a chat with my best pal Shru regarding the Convo. Get well soon champ... @>=

All in all a great and wonderful day...

Dunno why but the theme song for tonight is:
All Time High - Rita Coolidge

All I wanted was a sweet distraction for an hour or two,
Had no intention to do the things we've done.

Funny how it always goes with love, when you don't look, you find -
But then we're two of a kind, we move as one.

We're on an all time high,
we'll change all that's gone before.
Doing so much more than falling in love.
On an all time high, we'll take on the world and wait.

So hold on tight, let the flight begin.

I don't want to waste a waking moment, I don't want to sleep.
I'm in so strong and so deep, and so are you.
In my time I've said these words before, but now I realize
My heart was telling me lies, for you they're true.

We're on an all time high, we'll change all that's gone before...

So hold on tight, let the flight begin.

We're on an all time high...

Last Note : Belated Happy Birthday to Shipra @>= Was just being myself in forgetting important dates... Have a great year ahead dear...

Sunday, December 11, 2005

The Stars Are Shining Brightly Tonight

Hi all, my first post... Have been wanting to just share my thoughts(good and bad) and see what new insights come out of it... Hope to laugh, learn and share views with you all... A few words that I penned a long time back... But they still hold true for me every day... Hope this is a good start...

The Stars Are Shining Brightly Tonight
- By Naveen

Its been a long walk upto where Im standing,
A walk of many a year.

A walk that took me places,
Made me see the world.

Over hills, plateaus and plains Iv trodden,
Searching for peace but finding none.

Iv seen pain, Iv seen tears,
Iv felt cheated, helpless,
Does is seem so queer

From the heights of brilliance,
To the depths of despair.

From the joys of friendship,
To the lows of aloneness.

The words I heard, the sights I saw,
Have crossed my heart,
And brought a tear to my eye.

Im supposed to be a man and take it in my stride,
But the little boy inside me cries why?


Why should people suffer so much?
Why should God be generous to some and make others feel cheated?
Why is honesty mistaken for arrogance?
Why is goodness considered a weakness?
Why should good intentions go awry?

Why indeed?

Night has fallen and Im on an open meadow.
The lush velvet is stroked by the enchanting moonlight.

As I lay, with crickets for company,
A cool breeze ruffles my hair.

As my gaze lifts upwards,
I see a marvellous sight.

The stars are shining brightly tonight.

The simpleness of the sight,
Is belied by its mysticism.

The aura holds me spellbound.

And one by one, the stars come down to the earth.
They lift me up, heavenwards.

In their midst, I feel happy.
The answers to my questions lie with them.

And just looking at them the answers begin to unfold.

For I remember,
Everlasting sorrows melt away,
In a moment of joy.

The smile on the face of an urchin,
Belies his hunger.
But the frown of a broker,
Does not a true story tell.

Humbleness is a virtue.
So is self-belief.
And I do not become a lesser man,
By the harsh words of a few.

It might not be favourable to do good.
But it is a small price to pay,
To see a little child smile.

The stars I see remind me of my loved ones back home.
The ones who I love dearly.
They who taught me all I know.
Cried my tears for me.
Took their knocks bravely to keep me afloat.

A tear wells up in my eye.

I turn my head to let it drop,
The rays of light take me by surprise.

Its morning as I get up.
The sylvan surroundings make a pleasant sight.

I think of the night.
Was it a dream?

I get up ready to go.
I achieved what I set out to get.

But I shall not return.

Yesterday my journey was for myself.
Today I shall walk for others.

I set out towards the woods ahead.
The meadow a receding site.

The road ahead is long and hard.
I have no choice, but to up my step.

I have miles to go before I sleep.

The stars that shone brightly last night,
Shall now shine my path upto twilight.

Come, come....come into my world.... To good times...