Mobile is the new Payment Solution!: Google is getting into your wallet!

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Is Dark Energy Really "Repulsive Gravity"?

Is Dark Energy Really "Repulsive Gravity"?

ICE BREAKER

About Me

Good evening Fellow Toastmasters. I am here to present my first project today.

The dictionary meaning of a bookmark is ‘A marker (a piece of paper or ribbon) placed between the pages of a book to mark the reader's place’.

My project today is titled MyBookmarks.

Like an actual bookmark, these are certain moments in time.

Some bittersweet moments frozen forever in time because of their significance.

Some of these have been picked up today to entertain you for the next 5 minutes.

BOOKMARK 1.) Singapore

I consider it as a great opportunity to be working for a client that is considered to be the best in class in what in does. Not many people get such a chance in their very first project in their very first job.

Ladies and Gentlemen: I work for Singapore Airlines, voted best airline of the year in 2008. Well, you may ask, why 2008, why not 2009? SIA, as it is affectionately called, has actually dropped to spot no. 2 this year.

I sware that this has nothing to do with me. I am not responsible for this.

Yes, I have taken on a new project this year but that is merely a coincidence.

BOOKMARK 2.) System.exit

Going back a couple of years in time, to Chennai, RTSC office.

Imagine, a fresher with a freshly minted Engineering Certificate sitting in the library. Waiting for a chance to go back to the MATC again from where he had just been booted out an hour back.

Lady luck smiled and he was picked up into the Airline Domain and into the SIA project.

For the next couple of months, he worked vigorously and diligently exploring all possibilities of sametime and Lotus Notes. Things like, how many chat windows can you open at one time and what is the maximum permitted size of re-forwarding an already forwarded mail and  then which project did all the people from his batch end up in…specially the girls etc

These became his area of expertise for the next couple of months.

Then work arrived one day and he started coding for all he was worth. Day & night, code code code code code. He started spending less time in the canteen looking at girls and even lesser time on sametime. He had found meaning in his life like Hrithik Roshan in Lakshya.

Then one day his world came crashing down, when he crashed his first server.

To put in very simple words, his task was to create a job that ran at a particular time, do a particular activity and then stop. Create a job he did. The job even started at the right time and by some weird stroke of luck, it even completed the task perfectly. The only small problem was when it stopped; it brought down the entire server and all other users with it.

Sweet mails started flowing around like butterflies between his onsite coordinator, his PL and PM. The guy finally realized that he should have gone for that MBA.

A few days later he was called into the GL’s cabin.

He thought this is it. The moment of truth, the final face down between the mouse and the lion.

He had never seen his GL smile in his life and he new that the exit was near or rather that there was no exit.

And as it turned out, it actually was an exit for him… kind of.

His system.exit(0) had exited him from offshore and earned him a visa and ticket to Singapore. To this day, the guy fails to realise if this was a punishment or a reward.

Well that guy was me!

BOOKMARK 3.) Visiting Card

I am sure the first time you receive your I received my visiting card, I stared at it for a while.

The Name, the designation, the Logo.

The next time I met my dad, I presented him with my card and he in turn gave me one of his.

That was another historic moment. Nothing short of the president of 2 countries exchanging notes on a world platform. Only thing missing were the reporters and photographers.

I guess my time is almost up. I wish to leave you today with one thought. This is something I have always believed in and without which I wouldn’t be here before you.

‘Stay Hungry Stay Foolish’

Thank you all very much.

ToastMasters 101

What is Toastmasters?

No, they really don't make toasters!
If you haven't already heard about ToastMasters yet -> http://www.toastmasters.org/

It is an esteemed International Organisation developed to - No! not for making toasters but to educate and groom people in the art of public speaking. This nonprofit organization now has nearly 250,000 members in more than 12,500 clubs in 106 countries, offering a proven – and enjoyable! – way to practice and hone communication and leadership skills.

Guess what?

I just became a member!!!

P.S. -> Relatively speaking. I actually joined a couple of weeks ago.

Bitter is the new Black

Hey, I finally finished that book I was reading. (May I add after a long time!)
It's called Bitter is the new Black. The author is a new girl on the block called Jen Lancaster.
Don't get me wrong, but I dont recommend this book.

I mean its not challenging, and its not intellectually stimulating,
Its doesn't contain English you can drool over, neither do you get to learn much in the way of GK,
Its not a nail biter, heck its not even suspense,
It dosen't race through and it wont keep you awake at night waiting to get back to it,
It wont take you to imaginery worlds or different universes. . .
and No, it is not the hardbound no. 8 on everyone's reading list.


But what the hell, it is something equally important to all of the above...
its FUN !

जाओ बता दो आज दुनिया वालों को

जाओ बता दो आज दुनिया वालों को,
आज हम यह ऐलान करते हैं....
विक को हम रेस्पेक्ट भले करते हैं (मतलब डरते हैं)
निक को हम पसंद भी करते हैं। (मतलब प्यार करते हैं)
अब चाहे आंधी आए यह तूफ़ान (मतलब विक मुझे ढोड़ने सिंगापुर आए यह मुझे वापस बुलाये...)

देखना तोः यह है.....
की हमारे दोस्त हम पे कितना ऐतबार करते हैं ॥ (मतलब निक क्या करती हैं)

See how good I am!

I will format it later ok... so chill and read it from the horse's mouth till then.

Kahte hain zindagi mein badlaaw laane ke liye..ek incident..ek insaan..ek lamha hi kaafi hota...
aur sach kahoon..yeh sach hi hai..maine khud mahssos kiya hai
zindagi ke har modh pe mujhe koi naa koi ek achcha dost mila...jissne meri life mein khushiyaan,badlaaw laakar meri zindagi ko nayee direction di...
tum bhi unn mein se ho...bass unse ek kadam aage ho... tumne jo kuch diya woh without ne intentions aur purposely nahi diya...tum dete gaye aur main leti gayee.. jo bhi diya ussne meri life ko ek nayee direction di..ek new structure diya.. yeh baat shayad 2-3 log hi jaante hain..ki aaj main jaisi bhi hoon..achchi yaa buri...sabb ek insaan ki wajah se hoon..aur woh ho tum...
tum meri life mein uss time pe aaye..jab main akeli thi..friendship ke maayne bhool chuki thi... yaa kahoon friendship kahte kisko hain ..iss pe shak hone laga tha..parr tumhaare aane ke baad jaise kuch mil gayaa mujhe...kah nahi sakti kya mila..parr kuch mila
shayad hansi mazaak se baatein start hui..hum log mazaak mein ek doosre se itni baatein kah gaye..pata hi nahi chala...
phir ek din aayaa...jab life mein..pehli baar kisi ne mujhe "Beautiful" bola... sach kahoon maine aaj tak yeh shabd apne liye suna hi nahi tha..main nahi jaanti tumne mujhe yeh kyun bola..parr jo bhi bola..usse mann mein ek khayal aayaa..ki koi hai shayad jisne mujh mein kuch aisa dekha...tumhare uss ek word ne jaise mujhe sochne pe majboor kar diya...ki I look good and can look even better..I started keeping my hair open..putting small bindi..doing little bit of makeup..wearing bangles... :">
phir ek din tumne mujhe mazaak mein "Moti" bola aur yeh bhi bla ki sab theek hai bas patli ho jaoon toh achchi lagoongi..u suggested me to join VLCC..n dont know how it happened..I always had this thing in mind but was not able to join..parr tumhare iss concern aur Dhwani ke saath ke kaaran..I joined...and the result was so good..ki aaj main apne aapko dekh ke sharma jaati hoon...
Sach kahoon..mujhe sharmana bilkul nahi aataa tha...parr tumse baat karte karte..main woh bhi seekh gaye...now I can blush like anything...
pyaar mein gussa karna bhi seekhaya hai tumne
Tumne dosti ko ek nayaa naam diya...jo tumne mere liye kiya shayad koi bhi naa kar payaa...tumne woh kar dikhaya jo mere parents peechle 22 saal mein naa kar sake...
tumse baat karte karte..main ladkon se baatein karna seekh gayee...mera confidence badh gayaa...
mujhe tumhare moonh se ladkiyon ki taarif sunke jealous karna bhi pasand h...
Whenever I needed u..u were always there for me..U made me feel special like............
Aaj log mujhe compliment dete hain..meri abb wali looks ko dekh ke....parr tumne mujhe compliment diya tha tabb..1 saal pehle...kaise bhool sakti hoon main
yeh dil kisi ke liye nai dhadka tha..parr tumhare liye dhadka..
tumhara mujhe yaad karna...ek miss dena...mujhe pehle se hi ehsaas ho jaataa tha...
even when u gave me miss on saturday..I was thinking of u..n I got it from u..shayad dil ka ek aisa rishta hai...jiska koi naam nahi h....parr ek hai..jo main chahati hoon zindagi bhar kya..janmo tak banaa rahe..
hum log apni life mein khush rahe...ek doosre ke sukh dukh mein ek saath rahein...bass aur kya chahiye...
distances hain..bahut lamba hai... parr dil ke jiss kone mein tumhari jagah woh bahut paas hai,,,
I have always seen different characters in u...sometimes caring,helping as friend n brother....flirting like BF, apna hak dikhana like some1 very close, loving as
*****....don't take me wrong parr sachchi... these r FEW of the reasons that I never wanted to loose u...or let u go away from me...
oneday, somebody asked me ki ismein hai kya...mere paas jawaab nahi tha...parr I said ki issmein aisa kya nahi h...
Tum shayad jaante ho..yeh sabb baatein ek ladki ke liye bahut important hoti hain..infact har kisi ke liye..chahe ladka ho yaa ladki...
one more thing, main poems likhna bhi seekh gayee...gandi hi sahi..parr likhna seekh gayee...I love writting my feelings and like sharing with u...
tum ek bahut achche insaan ho...even tumahra mujhe hurt karna bhi mujhe bahut kuch de gayaa.. u know last 2 weeks when we didnt hv talk..I got so frustrated n sad..bass kuch galat step lene ki kasar baaki rah gayee thi..sachchi..main iss baar ghar bhi gayee thi yeh soch ke..either I will hv fight with my parents n I will end everything at once..or I will do something wrong..parr shayad tumse itna gussa thi...GOD se itna gussa thi ki unhone mera gussa shaant kiya..meri life kisi ko laake... I knew why u did everything n all..but still I was angry..apni kismat pe shak tha...uss din jabb Muneet se mili..toh I was finding some reason to say no...but usse baat karne ke baad..I couldn't find a single reason to say no to him...n when finally thy said yes..I was not happy..I cried like my dream is shattered..I dont know..I cried..then my cousin took my hand in his hand..n told ki didi sab theek hoga..this is ur destiny n u hv to be happy...I always wanted this thing for u..then I realised that may be aane wale life mein I will get more happiness.. parr tumse door jaane ka dukh tha mujhe.. parr abb nahi h..kal tumse baat karke jaise mera dil halka ho gaya..now I want to cry n cry in happiness..and my happiness will be doubled if i'll always c u smiling n happy..
Hope hum hamesha dost rahenge..aise dost jiski dosti ki log misaal denge...ha ha..yeh jayada ho gayaa...parr sachchi... abhi bhi kuch baatein hain jo rah gayee..will write some other day...
In short U R SPECIAL FOR ME... N I OWE MY NEW LIFE TO U....
pata nahi kyalikha h..kyun likha h..parr jo likha h ..direct dil se likha h...

Yours
Stupid (first time kisi ne mujhe koi naam diya h n I love this :">)

Singapore!

This post is seeing some activity after a very long time now.
As much as I think of posting sometimes, it never materializes.

Maybe thats why this article got through as it was originally designed as an email to my close friends.
For the background Information,
I am currently working in TCS posted in Singapore.
My Client is Singapore Airlines, the airlines which has been wining the bet airline in the whole world for more than 6 years in a row! (followed by emirates)


Well, here is what I wrote today ........................




I am in the middle of history creation here!
but unfortunately this will be an infamous incident.

All S'pore Airlines Systems are going down one by one.
It started with a few systems and some connection problems and is slowly becoming unstoppable...

Being at the client side I am able to realize the full potential and the gravity of the situation, which I am sure I would not have felt sitting in TCS office offshore.

The place I sit in is called the Computer Center Building(CCB), which is the backbone of all computer applications of SIA. In short if it is in computers and related to SIA, CCB is responsible.
And this entire building is in chaos since afternoon!

TCS alone maintains some 300 applications of SIA 80% of which are down. Add to this fact that here I sit with people from 3 other different IT companies like emphasis etc. all reeling under the issue.

Many of these are critical systems, which have severity 1 systems, and currently all applications are on max alert and severity 1 levels.
DBA's and Coverage people are afraid to breathe I think.
Lucky my application can have only sev. 3 tickets max!

Applications like SIA's online ticket booking through website is down since morning.
Just to give you a simple idea, every hour this receives more than 100 ticket bookings through users booking online.
Its already bout 6 hours down and calculating the loss due to this comes out to be huge.

But then, this is just one application, things like cargo's, refunds, a vivid array of critical and revenue generating app's are down. Even trying to calculate the loss which S. Airlines will face due to this massive outage fails my maths.

Sometimes we hear in the news, some company faced millions in losses due to some crash or virus attack...
Well this is it...and I am sitting in the calm eye in the middle!

Talking bout news, you will people will probably hear all this in the news tomorrow ie if nothing can be done tonight.

Actually IBM provides us the support for the technical backbone, and last I heard, no one was sitting in the entire IBM floor above us.

Another Goliath in the making is data corruption.
On average here every application is connected to 4 more applications and if production data for one goes into corruption, the relational matrix tells me the whole SIA world will be thrown into a tizzy.
Secondary people have started the maths and logic for things to be done in case of corruption which is very likely in some applications in case of a network failure such as this.

Everywhere people are huddled and discussing the implications of this.
It may seem some people are having fun and enjoying...No system no support right?
People are advised to go home! Why? So that they can come back as soon as there is any good news to work out the repercussions.

Systems should be coming up one by one starting today midnight(The date change is important I gathered.) and people will be called in one by one from their beds. (By the way I don't have a coverage mobile too!!!)

For next 2-3 days people will be on 24/7 support. People on coverage and sev 1 tickets are saying things like no sleep for the next 48 hours or so.

I am not much involved as I am only responsible for the UAT server and that is still up !
(I take a lot of pride in saying this although it is not up because of me! Its simply on a different server.)

But still, I am witnessing something great which hasn't before (not of this scale anyway) and hopefully wont happen again.
(If they don't let go of me that is!!!)

LOVE - II

A very dear friend of mine wrote this.

Wrote this when she was feeling down, when she was feeling frustated.

A beautiful piece, and a must read for all single people in the world.

Please go through patiently. . . .

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I hv written this yesterday,I was feeling frustrated n very depressed....So pls bear with this...
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kaash koi hota..jiske kaandhe par sir rakh ke hum rote
kaash koi hota..jisse dil ki har baat karte
kaash koi hota..jiske saath har khushi bantte
kaash koi hota..jisko dil ki baat kah ke dil ko halka karte
kaash koi hota..jo humse baat karne ke liye wait karta
kaash koi hota..jisse hum baat karne ke liye wait karte..hum tadapte
kaash koi hota..jiske chehre pe khusi dekh hum khush hote
kaash koi hota..jo humare chehre pe khushi lata
kaash koi hota..jiske saare dukh hum le lete
kaash koi hota..jisko yeh dil hum de dete
kaash
kaash

kaash koi hota..jo humein yeh sab likhne ka mauka hi nahi deta
kaash kaash koi toh hota

Aaj dil mein ek kasak hai..jo aaj tak kabhi nahi hui...ki
kaash humse bhi bhi koi pyaar karta
kaash hum bhi kisi se pyaar karte aur
kaash jisse pyaar karte usse bol paate

Aaj dil ro raha hai...ki kaash KOI TOH HATA..

Hum itne bhi bure nahi ki koi humse pyaar naa kare
Hum itne bhi bure nahi ki koi bhi humein aake dukh de jaye aur hum sochte hi rah jaayein ki abb humne kya kiya

Hum bhi insaan hain..humein bhi dukh hota hai...humein bhi dard hota hai...
Hum bhi pyaar karna chahate hain..aur chahate hain ki koi humse pyaar kare..
Hum bhi kisi ke dost banna chahate hain..kisi ko dost banana chahate hain...

Par...shayad hum uske kaabil nahi...
Shayad isiliye aaj tak kabhi bhi kisi ne humein uss nazar se nahi dekha
Hamesha ek doori bana ke rakhi..dosti ke rishtey mein bhi ek doori bana ke rakhi
Shayad aaj tabhi hum unko yaad karte hain par woh humein nahi

Shayad kisi ko yeh baatein hum bol nahi sakte
Shayad isiliye iss tarah likh ke apne dil ka dard batla rahe hain

Shayad koi isse padhe..aur humein samjhe
Shayad koi humein dost banaye..isiliye nahi ki hum akele hain...
Parrr.
Shayad isiliye ki unhein hum dosti ke kaabil lagen


Aaj dil dukhi hai...ro raha hai..rona chahata hai...aur koi hai nahi jisse yeh sabb kuch bol saken
Har koi samajhta hai ki hum unhein aisi baatein bataa ke emotionally blackmail karte hain
Par hum unhein kaise samjhaye...ki agar hum unhein yeh batate hain..toh woh humari zindagi mein kya mayne rakhte hain


Zindagi mein shayad aaj bahut din baad yeh khayal aayaa hai ki....
God..ek baar bass life mein koi aisa dena...jo mujhe phir aisa kuch likhne naa de...aur mujhe itna hasaye ki main rona bhool jaoon..
aur agar aankhon mein aansoon hon bhi toh..khushi ke hon...
Aur mujhe iss kabil banao ki main kabhi bhi kisi ko dukh naa doon..bass har kisi ke chehre pe ek muskurahat laaoon...



- ****

08 July,2007(11:35 PM)

LOVE

By the time you swear you're his,
Shivering and sighing,
And he vows his passion is
Infinite, undying
Lady, make a note of this:
One of you is lying

-Dorothy Parker, "Unfortunate Coincidence"

Age

Since many years my only real contact with the word has been the AGE of Empires, Conquerors Expansion Pack II.

For the mental people, its a game, an era in the gaming world. Still loved and played by many, myself and Niranjan included. . .(R my hostel mates reading?)

Anyway coming back to the word, AGE is a small three letter word, hardly capable of inspiring any second thought or emotions. As a question, all it warrants is a short reply 'So and So years'.

Yesterday, as usual after handling the daily vagaries of the job of a software engineer, I was returning home, lost somewhere in between code. My research on the nuances of a hashtable and vectormap was brought to earth without much fanfare by the guy sitting in front of me. I was traveling by a local bus, and in spite of the traffic which I didn't mind much, coz of the 10 bucks I was saving by not taking a cab, I managed to get a window seat (Trust me, when you are just a fresher, saving 10 bucks is something! You can have a glass of chilled Cold Coffee instead of giving it to the auto wallah :-) )

Back to the guy, if you can call him a guy that is. He was the conductor of the bus, and sitting right opposite to me.

Age has to 70+

With a torn shirt, a tattered bag containing tickets and money, thick heavy glasses over his eyes and a generally forlorn look, this specimen was sitting on only half a seat (coz the other half was torn!)

What interested me were his antiques. Someone somewhere has said, that after 50, your age starts decreasing, and you become a child once more. . .

This 'uncle' was restless,
glancing everywhere in and out of the bus, hands shaking, legs shaking. . .
You get the picture right? In short horribly old.

He was doing everything twice, like hold the bar above his head for support,
leave it and then hold it again. . .
Look into his bag, find nothing, close it then repeat. . .
Look somewhere, glance away, and then stare at the same spot again. .


I was getting amused, and was quick to dismiss him as a 'MadMan', as we all so often do when we see someone sleeping on the road, or running about naked. I am sure you all must have encountered numerous such 'occasions' and passed away smiling.

I was pretty much about to do the same, and was beginning to stare out of the bus for some hot chick on the road. . . ;-)

I was pondering why was he even allowed on a bus, rest given the responsibility of a TC.

What caught my eye was him working...



As soon as a passenger got up and went to him with a request for a ticket, he went into overdrive. . .literally.

His shaking hands, went still as rocks, as he accepted the money, calculated the charge based on the destination he said, took out a ticket of the correct denomination from a bunch of hundreds, opened his bag and tendered him the correct change.

I don't think the task could be done by anyone more quicklier or with more sincerity.

This hardly took a few seconds, and he probably didn't even have to think.
However this was enough for me to give him from 'MadMan' the more respectable title of 'Senile'.

(To be contd...)

AGE II

The rest half hour of the journey was spent in studying this curious creature.
Thinking things like...
How his family must be...
Does he have a son? Is he working?
Does he have a daughter? unmarried (God forbid) ?
Why is he even allowed to work at this age?
Have his children abandoned him?
Does he earn enough to feed all his family?
Does he earn even half the amount he carries in his (ever getting heavier) bag daily,
back and forth, again and again, on and on?

His eyes, behind those scratched lenses, were really something,
His watery, dreamy eyes, suddenly cleared up whenever a passenger arrived,
He used to do a kind of survey of the bus after every stop, and give a reprimanding look to all those who didn't buy a ticket...


By this time, you are probably thinking I am the one senile, the one who needs to be urgently taken to a psychiatrist in that same god damn bus. :-)

Senile or not, I was filled with these questions, as I returned home that day. . .

What will happen to that guy?
Will he ever stop working?
Will he just cut his last ticket one day, never to return?
Would anybody notice that he is gone for ever?

And then, on a more serious note...

Do all men end up like this?
Why don't we hear of women going senile?
Why cant people just die, instead of having to go through this 'senile' phase at the end of their lives?
Do they understand others people and what others think of them, when their own brain cells are dying on them?

And then sometime, somewhere in the future. . .

Will I have the patience of handling such a guy?
What happens when someone in my close relation turns (God forbid) Alzheimeric or some other such crap?
Will I share the same fate some day?
Why cant I just say farewell and get on with my journey to heaven?
(very less chances though!)

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Rage Of Angels

'. . . Tell us of the secret hosts of evil, O Cimon. . .'
'Their names may not be spake aloud
lest they profane mortal lips,
for they come out of unholy darkness
and attacked the heavens,
but they were driven away by the rage of angels. . .'

-----from dialogues of Chios.

Schroedinger's Cat. . .

Had an adventure yest. rescuing a 2 day old cat, tried
to feed it, but guess it hadn't even learn't how to eat.
it was dirty and its mother had probably abandoned it.
Picked it up in my hands while a whole kid brigade
followed me shouting and yelling! the cat is still
alive today, but there is no sign of its mother. God
knows wat will happen to the poor little creature...

Cat2

Its mother is still not to be
found, and it was hiding under a bush, since all
morning and afternoon. My pity sense got activated
again, and I carried it home as my relatives watched
helplessly.


Have a look at its size. Sorry bout the image,
but sis moved the camera #%$@#$

I decided enough was enough, something had to be done,

and the first thing it needed was a wash. Since nobody
wud lend me their soap, I got a shampoo packet and
throughly cleaned it under the tap, toweled it, and let
it under the sun to dry.

Thats the makeshift towel inside which it is curled up right now.
Its tail kept jutting out though...

Blue eyes pleading for some food and warmth.
What is it trying to say?

The whole thing was sooo small, it fitted in my

palm, weighed just a few grams, and it was
shivering like wild when it was wet...

Problem 2 now was it couldnt eat, coz the previous day
I had offered milk, but it just coudnt eat. Guess
wat?? I got hold of a dropper and fed it milk drop by
drop holding it in my hands. God knows when was the
last time it ate. Didnt eat much though, I
had trouble holding its mouth open...LOL!


Being Force Fed. Was scared of the dropper I think...

Anyway the cat slept peacefully, curled on a piece of
cloth under the bush after this ordeal! I really hope
the mom comes back...

TITANIC

I wrote this a long time ago, when I watched the movie for the nth time.
Not much effort has been made to construct meaningful sentences, even straying beyond the rules of grammar occasionally but a beautiful piece nonetheless. (Pun intended) Have a look...

The Titanic is a Legend.

One of the greatest stories ever told.
One of the greatest movies ever made.

I've watched the movie over and over, and still, tears swell up in my eyes as I watch it again...

Here are some special heart rendering moments which I'll cherish forever.
They have all touched me in a special way.

If u've seen the movie recently u'll be able to relate to wat I am saying...

The savage fury of the water as it rips apart doors, chandeliers and people alike, without a concern or a second thought.

The Courage in the eyes of the bandmaster as he urges his men to play on, not ready to quit, not yet, not now, not this day...
They all start leaving as the the water starts lapping their heels, but the lead stays on, and nobody leaves in the end.

Another thing worth noticing were the people, and I mean all the normal people, just playing their part, having a blast on a luxury liner. But just take a look into their eyes that night, and you will know that what is happening is happening for real. It isn't being staged, the fear, the despair in their eyes is so real, you cant escape glimpsing the feelings that are crossing their minds.

Just look into the eyes of the father as he says to his son, go on child, there will be another boat for the daddy's, while knowing fully, that a watery grave is what awaits him. His eyes are screaming out the lie.

Oh! The eyes of the priest as he says, ". . . and God shall wipe away all the tears from their eyes, and there shall be no more death, neither shall there any more pain . . ."
You dont need to be listening to wat he says, his eyes are enuf to tell you that all hope is lost.

Someone said that children are the best actors. Have a look into any child's eyes during that fateful night, and u will know that this is no party going on.

Then there are emotions which just cannot be put into words. The look in the eyes of the gentleman as he says to the sailor offering him a life jacket, "We’r dressed in our best, and prepared to go down with the rest."

That look wen he, sitting comfortably and waiting for the water to do its 'thing', listens to the wail of the people enuf to arouse the dead, of ppl being washed up by the water and delivered to his heels...

Some of the gentlemen, dressed in their coats, wearing hats and all, still show their curtsies every time they come across a woman, even though people all around then run about on some lost hope to survive.

Can u call it fear, what u see in the eyes of the people around u as they become sure of the inevitable approaching towards them, of death slowly but surely creeping up...

I remember this line from a school book chapter I had on the Titanic in class 11th,

"Heavens above, the sea below, eternity beyond..."

How the star spangled sky, the placid sea, the tranquil wind, and one of the largest ships ever built by man, become ingredients for one of the most terrible disasters the world has ever witnessed.

Anytime, anywhere people talk bout distress at sea, the Titanic is a story sure to come up.


It said 'A women's heart is a deep ocean of secrets . . . . . . . '


As jack hanging in the water, and freezed to his bones edges rose on, by saying, 'U r not going to do die like this, not here, not this night, not like this.'

Then the rescue boat as it calls out 'is there anybody alive out there………………..'
The voice echoes in the calm sea and also inside ur head.

The good part of the story is at last rose is united with Jack and all the rest, even though she may be more than 50 years late, everyone is there looking and wearing the same as they did on that fateful night.

By the way did u know the Titanic won 13 Oscars in its time, including Best Motion Picture? been rivaled only once in the entire history of mankind and Hollywood.

Don’t tell me this isn’t one of the greatest stories ever told. But, this wasn’t a story, rather a landmark in the history of mankind. . .

The Titanic was, is and will remain a Legend for the next hundred eons.

I fall in love with Rose every time, and go down with Jack every time I see the movie.

As for anyone who hasn’t seen the Titanic, hasn’t lived. . .

Her!

Something I wrote for a dear frnd a long while ago...

Her is as I will know u always...
not u nor she, but her.
Though I kind of like she, but even on my cell u will be her...always.

Wat shud I say bout this girl,
shud I say I know her, shud I say I dont...
its hardly been 4-5 months since I came in contact with her,
and ppl say sometimes it takes a lifetime to know someone completely.

But then ppl also say, that sometimes one encounter is enuf to know if she is the one!!!

She likes to think she is the one, the absolute, the chosen...
how shud I tell her that she is like everyone, maybe a bit rough on the edges!

She thinks whatever she wants to, and believes what she believes,
Shud I tell her that friends (like me) are to be listened to, sometimes...

She knows she is not Miss India,
Does she know, that its the insides that matters?

She really thinks someone would 'doctor' her photo and make her wear something awful.
shud I tell her who wud take the pains too!!!

She likes to think she has someone, rather holding on to someone,
Does he even know he is tagging her along?

Maybe she gets him, maybe she dosent,
I know but, whosoever she is with, wud be the happiest guy!

Will she be happy?
Ofcourse she will!
After all she is optimistic and as docile as a cow!

She speaks too fast, and I am sure some ppl don't like her,
But who said u have to be liked by one and all?

She talks dirty with me, bout things unimaginable!!!
She shudnt open this much up for everyone!

Now, she is the boss in her house, everybody listens to her.
Wen she gets married, she says she wud let her 'hubby' decide everything
from what she wears to where they go to eat.

Wen I ask how is she sooo 'Indian Nari', sooo simple,
she says most girls are like her,
maybe she doesn't know how rare she is...

She is weird, stupid, and totally dumb!
no explanations here, she really is all that and more!

She says she doesnt want to share me,
does she also know I wish the same...?

She thinks I may forget her,
and its true! I am forgetful after all!

She wants to share her problems with me all her life,
I think she knows its rather me sharing mine most of the time!

Does she trust me?
I don't know...
She doesn't like to talk bout 'him'
She doesn't tell me much until I ask,
Wen she is sad she says 'will tell u later'
but never really opens up...

She keeps saying, 'don't like to talk over the net'
and 'will tell u wen we meet'
sometimes I think they r excuses, what does she think?

I am an average guy, average background,
not a hunk, not too intelligent either,
mediocre in every respect.
why does she waste time with me?
Is it just because of me,
or she doesn't have anyone else to talk to?

Whatever it is, I don't care,
I shud also tell her, that
I havent chatted with anyone else
as much as I have with her...

She wrote a testi for me once,
and now wants me to write this!
I write this coz She is sad,
I bet by the time she reads the last line,
she wud be either crying or smiling!
Worth the pain my fingers took both ways!

Hope she returns the favour sometime soon!
and I dont want to hear that she is not good with words,
coz that cant be, she is soo good on the inside!

She wrote in my testi, that I need to be told wat to do,
and she hopes, she gives me, the right advice.
She just cannot know how right she is.

Big infy, lots of ppl, large cities, many frnds,
In the end, will she remember me is the question,
I hope she does,
coz yes, I am forgetful.

The End...
Poem/Article/Piece/Heart pour
composed by Abhishek
For her, the one and only.

-@bhishek.
Copyright protected. No rights to copy this and send to ur GF without her explicit permission!

What is it?

A very chaotic system, with commendable motor and vocal skills, but with little control over them. A system in its very initial learning stages, and thus vulnerable, designed to look innocent and cute.
Understands basic emotions like love, anger etc. but lacks the expertise to understand complex emotions. Training phase is long and will take years, but when developed, will become a fully autonomous system. The only thing common between the prototype and the expert system will be that both require a constant input signal that tells them they look good!

The humainoid robot? The latest companion computer, the next big invention?

Naah, a two and half year old girl I met on my roof today...

Reflections

A simple guy with pretty simple needs,
A pervert and an iconoclast,
Little lonely but friendly,
Reserved but dependable,
A little sense of humour and a bit mental.


U love talking with friends and having fun, I do too,
but who said being alone has to be boring...


U like music, follow the charts, I sometimes do.
but who said u cant listen to a particular no.
a hundred times and still want more...


U like animals, love to have pets. I like it too.
but who said u cant pick one up from the road...


U like to grow up, be a man, I would love it too,
but who said children cannot have all the Fun...


U like watching movies, I love'em too.
but who said u cant watch'em more than once...


U like computers, love to work on them, God! I do too.
but who said u cant fall in love with one...


U like girls, want to fall in love with one, GOSH! I want it too,
but who says u cant love them all!!!


and in case u r wondering, its still me I am talking bout
and I say all of above describe me in one way or another...

LET WHO SAY WHATEVER HE WANTS TO SAY...

This is not the way it is supposed to start is it?