An apparent meter-jam

Conscious of the fact that I wouldn't want to use the rickshaw today, I decided to keep more buffer (travel) time than normal. So it began with a bus ride from home to station, a train to vileparle and a nice sky-walkey walk to college.
Ah, the sky-walks are five star material, with these awesome benches every few meters. Plus the concrete roadway a good 20 feet above the ground makes way for a muck-less walk and an excellent view.
Anyway, getting back. College purpose fulfilled, I headed home changing three buses not to mention crossing an east-west bridge connected to another skywalk.
Exhausting, yet satisfying; I was thoroughly disappointed at the sight of a gazillion black and yellows comfortably plying, most with youngsters in them.
It was the matter of one day, and for all the cribbing and noise making, this little sacrifice wasn't much, atleast for the physically equipped. Or so I thought.
An honest initiative in my opinion; the meter-jam could've done with a little more cooperation for all the hype it created.

We did the cuckoo!

Yo! So after ages of planning and canning and canning and planning, we met. Though all of us still couldn't make it, we met. And yes, we sang :D

So it all began at Nupur's place, with the oh-so-yo Sohaill hunting for the song key on his oh-so yo- Blackberry *argh, how much I dislike the phone*. After two to three trials, we found the right key and hit it; and trust me, 'Roshan kare' had never sounded better. Left us enthralled!

Moved on to western, contemplating the absence of Meghana, Shikha and Suraj. We began the rhapsody, nonetheless.

Fun came when:

I went 'tick tock, tick tock, tick tawwk..*cough*'.

Sohaill did the 'paaaaooooooww'.

Nupur tried to hit her 'dancing in the rain' notes which ended in giggles.

It ended with the 'come-on'.

We sorely missed:

Shikha, in the 'naughty girl' bit where she'd go, 'aaaaaaaaaa'(how I wish this could be musical).

Meghana, with her neck movement on 'he's the cuckoo in my clock'

Suraj, on the whole of 'Livin' la vida loca' :)

All in all,nostalgia in excess. Such memories seldom get recreated.

Cheers to all that we created :)

A letter overdue

Bloggie,

I'm sorry for having ignored you all this while. No hibernation henceforth, wake up and we shall dream together:) . I cannot wait to write on you, till then apologies and love..

Your one and only,

:D

Night-mare..

Why Mumbai? Why every single time? Just because the people here tolerate everything? Ive been lucky to personally escape the terror every single time. But those who have directly been affected...the three martyrs, the police officers, their families..i mean there has to be some end to this. I just heard a voice clip of Narendra Modi desperately trying to sympathise with the police officers also stating that there will be a day when terrorism will be completely wiped off from our country. If u actually see, its very easy to walk into a five star hotel without being checked. Again I'm not blaming the security of our state or that within the hotels but still would there have been any another way to avoid an attack like this? Its been 14 hours since the initial firings..Is there something that can be done by you and me? as watchers, readers and listeners?..as young blood? as blood which could have been spilt but dint...?
PS: its the 26th again!

I Miss You...

To see you when I wake up
Is a gift I didn´t think could be real.
To know that you feel the same as I do
is a three-fold, utopian dream.

You do something to me that I can´t explain.
so would I be out of line if I said,
I miss you

I see your picture,
I smell your skin on the empty pillow, next to mine.
You have only been gone ten days,
but already I´m wasting away.

I know I´ll see you again whether far or soon.
But I need you to know that I care.
and, I miss You...

-lifehouse

hey there..its been pretty long since ive even visited this site..anyway here is some stuff i captured at the worli sea face...yeh i love the sun sea sand combo...take a look:)
cheers!

around the world in 10 days:)

well im blogging after what seems like years..neway, these are pics randomly clicked in the south(namely coimbatore n kerala=)...yennjoy:)





















cheers..
sneha:)

I, Me, Myself...

Well its been ages since I have blogged and though I have had a couple of thoughts floating in my head, there has been nothing concrete to write about. I have been thinking about this lately, about how we associate selfishness to benevolence. According to general standards, being selfish is BAD! It’s bad for the people around you. The fact that u put yourself before others is unethical, it’s not right…but why? Why is being selfish really bad?! As long as you make yourself happy without hurting others in the process, how can it be wrong or for that matter bad? Most of the times going out of the way for yourself will leave u feeling guilty whereas the same amount of money or time spent on a second person might just about get you more satisfied…why? Why can’t your pursuit of happiness end at YOU?!! It’s really strange to go to think that another person can determine your happiness, whereas your genuine happiness could lead to guilt...though this is roughly what most of us experience.
Though ultimately to think of it, we humans are after all social animals, we need to talk, understand, feel, express, be accepted and wanted by our fellow beings, but we don’t realize that in the whole bargain we end up living a life trying to please the people around us, trying to gain acceptance in our society and worse of all we connect to a feeling of guilt when we derive happiness fro ourselves. I have come across many people who after a certain point refuse to be happier than the people around them because it’s selfish. A little excess of happiness, of fun, of life in its true sense can make them feel guilty. These people have accepted the fact that life can’t be always full of fun and happiness all the time and if that is the case then they are bound to fail at some point.
To think of it this way, happiness derived from yourself is something you can bank upon. You don’t end up depending on another to be happy. You will end up being happy if and only when you want to be happy. Your happiness depends solely on you. Though It’s commonly believed that the attributes of giving is noble, but according to me you can give only if you are self-sufficient, if you are self dependent only then are you dependable. Atleast it ensures that your pursuit if happiness starts and ends at you;0)
Cheers
Sneha:)