8th April 2007

As I was told to mind my language, by my beloved one,

THIS BLOG IS OBSOLETE AND DEAD.

Farewell.

28th March 2007

"He who governs by his moral excellence may be compared to

the Pole star, which abides in its place while all other stars

bow towards it"


Had some health issues and random thoughts of my demented

mind were slowly playing God within. Abstained from office

and smoked cigars all day long. I counted 17 Cigars before 6p.m,

if my memory serves right. Read some books, and enjoyed

reading O.Henry's " A Retrieved Reformation " and

" The Gift of Magi ". Mailed a Letter to my beloved Sneha

Mummy. I love her more than love.

15th March 2007

So, People want me to write, despite the strange streak of

melancholy, and hence, this is written in indelible

characters upon my heart.

Language is a temple in which the human soul is enshrined,

and that it grows out of life- out of its joys and its sorrows,

its burdens and its necessities.


I love reading the literary works of Leo Tolstoy whose rhythmic

prose is graceful and exquisite as the limpid stream;

Although these elements constitute the music of life, they are

continually mistreated.We pirouette around them constantly.

3rd February 2007

" I do my thing and you do yours. I am not in this world to live up to your

expectations, and you are not in this world to live up to mine.

You are you and I am I, and if by chance we find each other,

then it is beautiful. If not, it can't be helped.”


- Gestalt prayer.


Take my word - " In life, just don't trust people, who change their

feelings with the time. Instead, trust those people whose feelings

remain the same, even when the time changes ".


Whom we love best, to them we can say least. I think I had enough

of betrayals, hardships through untrustworthy people, literally

controlling my life, offending the sensitivity of my feelings, not even

knowing what they are doing. Enough is Enough.

I'm celebrating silence now. I'm very grateful to Sneha Mummy.

She only requires me to act justly, love mercy, and walk humbly with

her and she looks at my heart rather than my appearance.

She continually amazes me with your kindness. I'm truly aware that

She will take me back every time, no matter how far I stray.


I only hope for one thing this 2007 ...

to be a better person ,

to be the best I can be.

to prove some people that I'm second to none.

30th December 2006

" The quality of a person's life is in direct proportion to their

commitment to excellence, regardless of their

chosen field of endeavour.”

- Vince Lombardi


“Every increased possession loads us with new weariness.”

- John Ruskin


Sneha Mummy is unhappy with me. She feels that I'm too dependent

and wants me to prepare for the future. I understand all her

efforts and I shall implement all the things fruitful

to be the best I can be, in the days to come.


Mummy, I can assure you that I will definitely improvise.


She is all that I have, and I shall never cease to love her.

23rd December 2006

I took a break from my work and went to my Sneha Mummy's home.

There are moments in life, when you miss someone so much,

that you just want to pick them from your dreams and

hug them for real ! I miss her too dearly. She made me realise that

' The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past;

you can't go forward in life until you let go of your

past failures and heartaches '.






It feels like heaven, when I spend time with her, at her home.

I met her gleeful eyes, after such a long time. I felt like crying

but was composed enough to hide it from her relatives.

I felt the love and affection in the food prepared by her.

She instilled good hope in me, as she always does, gave me

the gifts, which I consider as the most precious and invaluable.

She treats me like a child, and she is my loving foster mother,

to whom I owe everything I'm worth today.

Thank you mom and I'm grateful to you.

I'm proud to be your son you mean everything to me.

I love you mummy.

22nd December 2006

I had a Horrendous day at work.

I'm gonna meet Sneha Mum Today.

I'm on Cloud Nine.

20th December 2006

' By suffering comes wisdom ' .

- Aeschylus ( B.C. 525-456)


I'm pretty much reduced to half sentences, semi retching,

gutteral clicks, hand signals and nods.

I'm free of all prejudices -These days, I hate everyone equally.

As Woodrow Wilson once said,

“ You cannot be friends upon any other terms than upon

the terms of equality.”


Sneha Mum really is in my life. She has been so good

and merciful to me.Forgiving my past and preparing my future.

I thank her for being patient with me. For helping me up

everytime I fall and for telling me things a million times

over before I finally understand. For being a constant in my life.

That no matter where I go or what I do, she'll always be

there with me. I thank her for being real to me

and that she is more than a diety, she is a friend.

I thank her for the gifts, emotions, passions, dreams, and the

perfect mom she is .

10th December 2006

" When I first met you I was afraid to like you, now that I like you

I'm afraid to love you, now that I love you I'm afraid to lose you "


Born into what I perceive as a lower class family, I spend most of

my time daydreaming about what might have been and wishing

for a better life than the one I have.

There is a great amount of agony and despair in the loss of love.

As Ralph Waldo Emerson once said,

“ For everything you have missed, you have gained something else,

and for everything you gain, you lose something else.”

Due to the asphyxiation of an indoor, sedentary life, I feel

irresolute. Hope for better days ahead.


Maybe the words of Joss Stone can comfort me :


I'm torn and I'm tattered.

Sick and tired living my life singing the same old song.

Oh I, I feel a little battered. I'll survive,

I'll stay alive, I'm gonna carry on.