Saturday, May 30, 2009

SHE...


Why cant I just forget her ?? I just cannot seem to get over her :( I try hard to get away, start over afresh...but then I realize...that I just love her too much...After a fight, my mind tells me to break off contact for 5 months, my heart tells me to stop being foolish because it knows that my sabbatical will not last 5 minutes :(

I get jealous when she mentions her crush, when she goes out with other guys and has a good time... I honestly admit it... I am not possessive nor am I a dog in the manger...Since she is not mine, I do not have any reason to be jealous or feel irritated when she talks about the lovely time that she spent . Sigh ! I guess she would have to be in my shoes to feel what happens...It is like a little pin prick inside my heart .... :( I just cannot help it... It is involuntary... I know other people have more of a right to be with her and I am the least worthy among them all...but still... I hope and I hope ....

I am so in love ...the love outlasts the pain... She tells me to let go, be selfish, harbor no hopes, "try to learn", compartmentalize and not care so much for her :(
I do not want to regret and tell myself on my deathbed that I could have given her more love and care than I am presently giving her right now :) If you do not do all the above mentioned things when you meet the love of your life, then when in hell are you going to do it ??
I know that she is the one.....Sigh...It gets so hard and lonely when she is sad or behaving brusquely with me for any reason :( I love her so very much.... I always want to see her happy... I want her to know that whatever happens... I will always be there...and I want her to look inside her heart...She might listen to it and she might also come to know about the things she does which hurt me the most...foremost of them being "no hugs" *wry smile*

Sigh ! sometimes... I wish she was mine....sometimes I wish she was mine.... :(
What can i say ? I just love her so much :( and nothing can change it...She is the most beautiful person in the world for me :) I wish she knew what she means to me... I just wish.... :(

Thursday, May 28, 2009

I AM........ SO VERY SORRY :(


This post is dedicated to the author of INsanely Sane...Surviving qualmless ,to my adorable T and friend Sitanshu :D

When the wind often blows from the lime trees to the brick walls,
And I am on the move...alone ...with music as my companion...
There are times when I feel that I have not done justice to someone's heart walls...
The walls which need to be strengthened by an understanding, a fusion....

For there are times after my wet hair has dried and I am nibbling on biscuit crusts,
Someone's thought knocks at my memory bank, someone calls out to me....
Someone asks me to know them for what they are, someone asks me to justify their trust,
I know I have partied with Blunder and Heartlessness, my two least favorite enemies...

From accusations that I know will hurt my most precious love,
From bitter words that I know will create a rift between us....
I have drawn an inner strength that sets me free like a dove,
A desire to acknowledge that someone who rides my heart's bus....

Here I fall before you on my knees..and pour out my heart with it's many fractions...
And acknowledge that you have been always the one to hold me when I am shaking...
You have always been patient, though hurt, loving though pained by my actions...
I have been the heartless doubter, the one who has always suspected your genuine feelings..

I am so sorry, my life, my adorable one...I cringe when I look back into the past...
I miss you my friend, the one who always has a smile and words of encouragement to lend,
I love my angel, I respect you my friend and I adore you my brother..who is with me steadfast...
Without the love I get from all of you...my life would truly reach a sad end.....

Monday, May 25, 2009

THE WORLD IS ROUND ... FOR PEOPLE WITH BALLS :D

Welcome :D Let me roll out a pink carpet for all of you, my readers :D Since the world has gone alarmingly metro sexual, I figured out that pink would be the order of the day... Let me introduce myself :) My name is Carrot....
No funny jokes about the name :) It has been given to me by someone very special. Thanks a ton T :) Do NOT ask me what she was thinking of ,while giving me this vegetative name..According to me,I think that I am tall, I do go orange-ish red when people ask me about my devil like thick eyebrows and I am physically handsomely endowed ( I do not know if you got this one :D )...

Anyway....

Today I am talking about balls...errr.... I mean people with balls.... errr.. I mean people who make a living out of balls....ummmm ...people who play with balls :D

I am talking about, the funny side of Cricket and Football :D

The IPL Season 2 just ended...and I literally mean just...am blogging 4 hours after it did :) Congratulations Deccan Chargers :D though you broke mine and T's heart together today :)


I was laughing my head off when I saw VVS Laxman grinning broadly and coming up to receive his winner's medal..What did he do during the whole tournament ?? Play in two games and fail miserably in both of them :D In fact the Deccan Chargers found more stability in their line up after resting him. All he did for the remainder of the tournament was sit on the grass in their dug out ( he was not even offered bench space ) and wrap himself up as snugly as he could in a blue blanket. Yeah he did stand next to Gilchrist during the prize distribution and grin broadly like a father who has just heard his new born child say "IPOD " :)

RP Singh, the purple cap winner was grinning broadly from his ear to his oily hair as he went up on stage to receive the purple-gold cap... During his entire duration of stay on the podium, he was like a man who does not know what to do with a porno magazine that has been forced into his hand :D
He wore the decorative cap approximately 7 times and took it off each time realizing his foolishness and grinning sheepishly. Yet he repeated this act over and over again...forcing me and Dad to double over with laughter and Mom to stare at us with the "Mad men, I tell you " look :)

Vijay Mallaya was devasted as he slowly drained one beer bottle after another and with moist eyes fled to Monaco to cheer his Force India F1 team on,after hugging Katrina Kaif for the trillionth time in the tournament. He left his entire crate of beer to Anil Kumble who chased Robin Utthappa around the park, flinging one bottle after another at his head. It was Mark Boucher who got Kumble to calm down and sneakily fled with the entire crate after bribing RP Singh with a bottle, who was so happy that he started twirling his shirt around which hit Andrew Symonds in the face. Symonds then chased RP Singh around the park in what was mistaken to be a victory lap by the fans many of whom swore that they heard Symonds bellowing a victory chant which sounded like "Maaki" or "Monkey".....

Cricket is a funny game....Men with sticks hit balls chased around by people who aim to hit the sticks or catch the ball :D It truly is a "manly" game :D ,although women are catching up, it will always retain it's mannish tinge :D Everybody has a ball...errr...I mean a good time :)

Balling up errr... I mean moving on to football...



Didier "Dog bra" errr... I am sorry ,Drogba, has recieved an honory doctorate from the UNIVERSITY OF DIVING AND MOANING, somewhere on the planet Pluto... I mean the man was an absolute joke against Barcelona in the CHAMPIONS LEAGUE semifinal...and his tirade consisting of 'F' words staring directly into the camera was a matter of deep shame to the football community. It was later learnt that he got a call the very next day from the BJP who said that they wanted him to be their star campaigner and dole out hate speeches :D

Liverpool manager Rafa Benitez was seen dancing inside Anfield with his players. When asked about the reason ,he simply stated that Manchester United were about to lose Tevez to him. Suddenly there was a hail of sticky chewing gum pellets many of which hit Rafa on the face. It was later learnt that Sir Alex Fergusson was firing them from above the stadium in his hot air balloon :D

That will be all for a mild dose of the laughing gas since this was the introductory post...Get ready for a serious fart the next time :D

CARROT'S AWAY :D

Friday, May 22, 2009

MANCHESTER "UNITED" AT LAST...........................

Manchester United sealed a third successive Premier League title by getting the point they needed against Arsenal - but the Old Trafford celebrations only started after an afternoon gripped by tension.

Sir Alex Ferguson's side knew a draw would ensure they equalled Liverpool's long-time record of 18 titles, but Arsenal ensured they did not earn their prize without a fight.

Robin van Persie and Cesc Fabregas both wasted opportunities to drag the title race into its final week and leave United with more work to do at Hull City on the last day of the season as nerves jangled in the closing stages.

But United's defence, so often the bedrock of their success this season, delivered another clean sheet when Ferguson needed it most and Old Trafford erupted in ecstasy at the final whistle as an 11th Premier League success was confirmed.

Old Trafford title win extra special - Rooney

Wayne Rooney missed United's best chance with a first-half header, and there was an intriguing cameo when Old Trafford voiced its resounding disapproval when the popular Carlos Tevez was substituted in what could prove to be his final home appearance.

But nothing could overshadow United's achievement - or the joy of players, fans and management - as the presentations were made after the final whistle with club captain Gary Neville lifting the Barclays Premier League trophy.

United saw off a stirring challenge from an improving Liverpool this season to once again set the standards their rivals must meet, despite a stumble when defeats against Rafael Benitez's side and Fulham threatened to undermine their challenge.

And as so often during this campaign, United got the result they needed when not at their most fluent, with the industry of Darren Fletcher and the defensive solidity of Nemanja Vidic taking centre stage as Arsenal kept Rooney and Cristiano Ronaldo on the margins.

More to come from young side - Giggs

United's squad were introduced individually as the presentations began, but the biggest ovation of all was reserved for Ferguson, whose hunger, drive and desire have again been the inspiration for this triumph.

And as the pyrotechnics flashed around Old Trafford, Ferguson could start the preparations for further glory as he attempts to make United the first club to successfully defend the Champions League when they meet Barcelona in the final in Rome.

Tevez's spectacular equaliser at Wigan earned him a starting place ahead of Dimitar Berbatov - with Ferguson clearly unmoved by continued speculation surrounding the Argentine's future.

Andrey Arshavin was restored to Arsenal's side after illness, and he saw plenty of possession in a first 45 minutes that saw Arsene Wenger's side acquit themselves far better than when the pressure was on in the recent Champions League semi-final against United.


The Russian provided an inviting cross for Van Persie after 13 minutes, but he headed off target with United's defence unlocked.

United's response was a Rooney header from John O'Shea's cross four minutes later. He should have at least tested Arsenal keeper Lukasz Fabianski, but directed a low header just wide.

Arsenal had a foothold in the game without putting United's defence under concerted pressure, but there was enough on show to subdue the atmosphere of anticipation inside Old Trafford.

United had one final opportunity as the interval approached, but Ryan Giggs, who would later collect his 11th Premier League title medal, shot well over the top after good work on the left flank by Rooney.

Van Persie had already been booked for a reckless challenge on Ronaldo, and he was fortunate to escape with a lecture from referee Mike Dean early in the second half for another poor tackle, this time on Patrice Evra.

United had struggled to create clear-cut opportunities, but Fabianski had to be alert on the hour to block Tevez, with Ronaldo firing the loose ball yards over the bar.

It was the final contribution for Tevez, who was replaced by Ji-Sung Park. Ferguson's decision was not well received by Old Trafford, in fact it was met with open derision as the popular striker made his way to the touchline.

Tevez milked the situation for all it was worth, waving to all sides of the ground in apparent farewell - going a step further by acknowledging the fans after taking his place on the bench.

Ronaldo thought he had scored the goal that rubber-stamped the title with 12 minutes left, but his 20-yard angled free-kick dipped just wide with Fabianski beaten.

We did it the hard way - Carrick

Fabregas almost stunned Old Trafford with seven minutes left and the clock ticking down towards the title triumph. He found space inside the penalty area but, to widespread relief from the home support, could only find the side-netting.

Van Persie then shot straight at Van der Sar as United looked to have settled for the stalemate that would see them retain their crown.

The Dutch striker gave Old Trafford one final scare when his free-kick was bravely blocked by Michael Carrick.

Seconds later, referee Dean sounded the final whistle and United were crowned champions again.


Manchester United boss Sir Alex Ferguson:
"The great challenge now is to try to win it next year because that would be something special.

"A 19th league title would give us a special place in the club's history."
Man Utd reaction in full

Arsenal boss Arsene Wenger:
"United are worthy champions. They did well in every single competition and that is very difficult.

Defensive record the difference - Wenger

"It was a very interesting championship. I think United won it because they got more points at home than any of the other teams in the top four.

"Our ambition was to win the game. United were very cautious, and we did not find an opening.

"We lacked sharpness and quality in the final third but overall we dominated the game.

"United's strength is to defend well and that is what they did today."


Details courtesy : BBC Sports

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I was delirious, maddened beyond happy comprehension.... If there were any active volcanoes present anywhere in the vicinity of Mumbai , I would have bound up all the horrible Liverpool and Chelsea fans (who have been nothing short of lice in my hair for the past 10 months trying to suck my blood and brand me with a red hot iron proclaiming that Liverpool/Chelsea were going to win the Premier League this time) and flung them into the boiling hot lava..................

Anyway, I am the one laughing the loudest and grinning the widest at the end.... Liverpool fans end up being Livery Livered, The Blues end up drinking Dormex and the Gunners finish with a cannon poking up their a**es and a bazooka pointing up Arsene Wenger's backside :) I do not hold anything against these fine teams but their "loyal" fans who whip my backside everyday in the Lecture halls whenever Manchester United slips up :) Be at peace brothers...while I rob the candy store... CIAO all...



Friday, May 15, 2009

UPDATES


I am supremely fit and agile after quite a long time :) If scoring goals and running continuously for about 2 hours on a football pitch without tiring is not a proof of the qualities I mentioned, then I am afraid that Laloo Prasad Yadav has joined the BJP.

Manchester United are going to Rome... I cannot stop grinning from ear to ear... The preachers and practicers of democratic football have triumphed and the communist practicers ie Chelsea (who else ) have been smashed out of the tournament by Barcelona :) Double joy :)

I was asked out by this certain girl this week :) who suggested that we 'visit a mall' . A mall on a first date ???? The very thought was enough to make me imagine that the Kolkata Knight Riders will be reaching this year's final :) So, I politely declined :)

Annnnnnnnd my exams are starting from the 19th

I have to run :) Scold me people !!! for not studying :)

Sunday, May 10, 2009

COCKTAIL.....


Blood..flowing thicker than custard in my veins.......
Power coursing larger than the Andromeda through my body....
Courage moving greater than the Pacific into my heart
Tears gushing faster than a tornado from my eyes....

I have written a few metaphorical comparisons for an unknown reason.....

These are difficult times....

These are difficult days....

You give grace in a world that doesn't sleep at all...
You give me grace in a place that I have never been to before...
That is why I will never be alone....



Precision, brilliance at the time of need.... the strength to extract that extra bit and reach the heavenly stage to prove yourself once again ......


When gold turns to brass and the tiger loses its speed and skill......when riches turn to dust and the warriors are defused and poisoned....

When a stained finger does not require washing...when a single act of participation can raise a million hearts and retract the fingers of blame...When a stained finger..brings a smile and not a frown to the bearers of a great nation....

OVER YOU................ WHAT ABOUT NOW ???

Now that it's all said and done,
I can't believe you were the one
To build me up and tear me down,
Like an old abandoned house.
What you said when you left
Just left me cold and out of breath.
I fell too far, was in way too deep.
Guess I let you get the best of me.


Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.

I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
I'm spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.

You took a hammer to these walls,

Dragged the memories down the hall,
Packed your bags and walked away.
There was nothing I could say.
And when you slammed the front door shut,
A lot of others opened up,
So did my eyes so I could see
That you never were the best for me.


Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.

I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
I'm spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.


Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.


Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.

And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
I'm spending all of these years

Putting my heart back together.
Well I'm putting my heart back together,
'Cause I got over you.
Well I got over you.

I got over you.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.




Shadows fill an empty heart
As love is fading,
From all the things that we are
But are not saying.
Can we see beyond the scars
And make it to the dawn?

Change the colors of the sky.
And open up to
The ways you made me feel alive,
The ways I loved you.
For all the things that never died,
To make it through the night,
Love will find you.

What about now?
What about today?
What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?
What if our love never went away?
What if it's lost behind words we could never find?
Baby, before it's too late,
What about now?

The sun is breaking in your eyes
To start a new day.
This broken heart can still survive
With a touch of your grace.
Shadows fade into the light.
I am by your side,
Where love will find you.

What about now?
What about today?
What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?
What if our love, it never went away?
What if it's lost behind words we could never find?
Baby, before it's too late,
What about now?

Now that we're here,
Now that we've come this far,
Just hold on.
There is nothing to fear,
For I am right beside you.
For all my life,
I am yours.

What about now?
What about today?
What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?
What if our love never went away?
What if it's lost behind words we could never find?

What about now?
What about today?
What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?
What if our love never went away?
What if it's lost behind words we could never find?
Baby, before it's too late,
Baby, before it's too late,
Baby, before it's too late,
What about now?

Monday, May 4, 2009

HYDERABAD BLUES, MOONS, GOONS AND TOONS.....

Hi everyone, a big hug to N and a bigger hug to T :) ....... I am back from Hyderabad :) The jewel of the Deccan.... and boy ...do I have loads to tell you :) I was selected for the Young Achiever's Program 2009 organised by IBS Hyderabad and was among the top 200 in this nationwide talent hunt... Before you think that I am a nerd with nothing better to do .... let me tell you that the exam was given by about some thousands of students who had nothing better to do on a Sunday morning than solve a paper on aptitude, general knowledge and English before the phenomenon known as the IPL started.


It was sweltering hot in Hyderabad...... and I literally survived on 7 UP and Slice..... In fact I used to pass out aerated carbonated piss during my nightly visits to the toilet... so high was my soft drink intake :)

The mornings at IBS used to be fun. We had to wake up and breakfast before 9:30 am. Our lazy Mumbai group consisting of


from left to right : Harshit, Pushkar and me, found it extremely difficult to adapt to the surroundings. We felt like a slowly diminishing species of dinosaurs trapped inside a world of punctual golden langurs who were always hopping on their tails to reach the lectures as punctually as possible.

I used to wake up somehow by 9:00 am , somehow lurch to Pushkar's door and bang the daylights out of it. Pushkar used to stumble to the door, pull it open and utter his famous dialog "Yaar, thoda so lete hain, do boond paani pila de", pull his towel ( yes his towel and not his blanket) over his head and fall asleep again......



We used to somehow awaken him, rush to the breakfast hall by 9:20 , grab ourselves a bite or two and speed off to our lecture hall :)

Will let you in on more about the fascinating trip tomorrow as I have to set out on some urgent work.....Sorry for leaving you midships :) CIAO

Monday, April 13, 2009

It's been .... a 100 HTML coded text cocoons full of joy :)


It's that feeling which is so often described as indescribable.... I ll give you a slight hint .......

And Michael Clarke, the blonde bombshell from South Australia has scored his first hundred against India on Indian soil... What a moment !!! What a player !!!

And Cristiano Ronaldo has hit the ground running.... When you get such a ball, of such high quality inside the 6 yard box, you have no other choice....that ball had "hit me" written all over it.. He did not place it...he put his foot through it...he smashed it and it stayed hit...because sometimes you know that today I have to go out and get myself a hundred and Cristiano's has done exactly that...A 100 for himself and a hundred priceless goals for Manchester United........

Without boring all of you any further :) I ll just say it... a 100 posts... And I am not proud of it at all :) surprised ??? It is because I temporarily retired from blogging in the interim otherwise I would have been very close to the 150 mark by now... I saw a dearth of topics and I could not blog just for the sake of it...so a sabbatical was in order and I am glad to say that I am back refreshed.

One of the biggest advantages of having girls as your friends is that..... your sixth sense can go for an extended vacation to Idaho. Girls have these magical sixth, seventh , eighth, ,nine....errrr... infinite senses which they put to severely good use. Girls also attach importance to several things of avoidable importance such the plastic Slice bottles which they use to carry water in. One Ms S forgot her bottle, went half the way home and then realised that she was missing the bottle which held the magical elixir. I was called up and told to hunt it down and preserve it. When I did return it to her, her entire face lit up and she smiled and beamed widely..... So much happiness for something which can easily replaced with a Fanta bottle :) Beyond my comprehension :)

What do I look for in girls ??? What attracts me to the beautiful and fairer+stronger sex ?? It all lies in the eyes and the smile... I look for depth and a complete reflection of the girl's inner self in the eyes. The eyes are a give away about one's character and they are indirectly connected with the smile. If the smile reaches the eyes, breaches the pupils like a ship gently touching the shore creating little wavelets of warmth then there is seldom anything lovelier...... When girls smile...the feeling is indescribable and if you have ever made a girl smile the moment is truly treasureable. I believe that if I am unemployed and homeless in the near future ( looking at the recent recession hit market, it is a strong possibility :) ) , I can make a living out of making girls smile..... it would be rewarding and eternally satisfying...

I have seen lots and hundreds of girls smiling... ( contrary to some people's belief that I have not seen many girls ) but only two have taken my breath away and I literally mean it ( I was not clutching at my throat and gripping the sides of a table in the throes of suffocated death :) ) These smiles made me stop breathing for a moment just to admire their sheer beauty. It appeared as if breathing would disturb the beautiful moment... One smile belongs to my Mom... My mother is beautiful and she has an amazing smile...she smiles and the world lights up for me dispelling all my tensions and pressures for a brief period. I try about almost everything possible to make her laugh as often as possible which includes me approaching her in my bathing towel and pleading with her to bathe me because I feel that I look fairer when she scrubs all my dirt off :) . The other smile belongs to this certain Ms T. Now her smile...FLATTENS me.... She holes my liner and makes me believe that angels and fairies exist in reality. I would sell myself to make her smile :) My gimmicks to make her smile include reading snatches of text from medical tablet strips abruptly between conversations ( a miserable failure :( ) and cracking horrible and lame jokes at frequent intervals. Hey T.. if you are reading this... I know you must be smiling, right ??? Yup, I can already see those beautiful lips curving into the most stunning smile I have ever seen :)

It is clear the I am missing someone.... Shucks... just when I thought that my 100 th post would be about the colour of LK Advani's underpants..... I am confused... I am afraid to sing JAI HO and apprehensive about rendering BHAI HO.... I am bewildered about Varun Gandhi's speech which I wholeheartedly mistook to be a delivery from a monkey king asking his primate subjects to learn salsa..... I am half expecting Advani to come out with a statement "I do the cha cha like a sissy girl" :) I have gone bonkers :) raving mad... a 100 posts needs celebration.... somebody open a bottle of Fanta apple.. Go ...bite :) CIAO


Sunday, April 12, 2009

Requiem for a dream, infestation of the brain for satisfaction.............


His steps were slow and unwavering. as he reached his destination, an abandoned cottage shaped shed, he paused for a while and sniffed the dusk air..There was still some time left..He occupied a bench and revelled in the fading light..Thoughts were racing like a dog with a burnt tail through his head. His hands reached up to scratch his chin and cheeks... His fingers met with resistance provided by his facial hair. It had been a long time since he had shaved. A trickle of blood coursed down his jaw and splattered onto his shorts. Distracted he looked down to see his hands...Bloodstained........His eye right eye was swollen, the lid bloody and the pupil barely recognizable.....



The hand that had caused the injury was still lying at his feet. Severed.... the lifeless fingers seemed to beckon... Seething he kicked the lifeless hand away.....Power...was intoxicating....Liquor like addiction rather...Momentary discern caused by the firefly caused him to stop and notice it through his good eye..... Violence was supreme... the essence of crushing something so fragile and consuming it.... The raw hunger was insatiable... transcending beyond comprehension...stretching out of the reach of logic and confinement of one's passion to burst free.

The moon seemed to be hesitant. Pity was self loathing and the mystical was rampant. The aura was full of energy and the air was charged with electricity........

Requiem for a dream, infestation of the brain for satisfaction.............

The moon revealed itself......




The transformation was underway.... Man gave way to the untamed....Reasoning , logic and care gave way to passion , unbridled hunger and animal instinct.....


The werewolf was an embodiment of man's will to break free, explore unprecedented horizons and howl out it's rebellious message to the world....

With a swish of the tail, he bounded out of the shed and disappeared into the night...


[ NOTE : Images for representational purposes only ]