
Wednesday, December 02, 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
I wish i could sleep
I wish I could close my eyes without seeing her in my dreams.
I wish I could see myself in the mirror without seeing her face.
I wish I could spend a minute without the hope of meeting her again.
I wish I could die meeting her in her arms again.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Distance Making me mad
Don't let the distance between us
Keep our love apart Just listen close and you will hear
The beating of my heart
You know how I feel about you,
and I know I want to spend the rest of my life with you,
Not having you here with me is tearing me up inside,
but I can't stop thinking about you no matter how hard I try.
Remebering the days when the softness of your skin against mine,
your hair gently brushing my cheek.
I can feel you breathing as if you were a part of my own body.
Looking at you as you dream.
I just want this to be simple,
I just want myself to be there with you,
to look into your eyes,be held in your arms...
Right now this distance between us is out of our control,
but I'm still hoping one day soon,
I'll get what I'm wishing for.
I'm so proud to shout out my love for you,
I promise I will remain here waiting faithfullyand true for you.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Hi from New York
London didn't had that many tall buildings but surely had a royal look attached to it.
I am staying in Secaucus New Jersey which is very near from NY......Hotel is pretty nice but again you won't find much to see around from there...Has a theatre and some eating joints right across the street but general stores are yet to be seen.....
I am trying to get used to this busy yet lonely life in this city...I feel people are much more lonely here then in India.One reason may be they don't like to mingle that much...
I find it pretty unusual the way words like F$@% Bi#$% etc are used in office during normal conversation or in meeting rooms......
Well all in all I am finding it interesting to know a new culture and way of life..
Will write some thing interesting in my next post.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
How much we need?
A boat docked in a tiny Goan village. A tourist from Mumbai complimented the Goan fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took him to catch them.
'Not very long,' answered the fisherman.But then, why didn't you stay out longer and catch more?' asked the Mumbaite.The Goan fisherman explained that his small catch was sufficient to meet his needs and those of his family. The Mumbaite asked, 'But what do you do with the rest of your time?''I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, and take a siesta with my wife. In the evenings, I go into the village to see my friends, play guitar, sing a few songs... I have a full life.'The Mumbaite interrupted, 'I have an MBA from IIM-A, and I can help you! You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat.''And after that?' asked the Goan.'With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers. Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then negotiate directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant. You can then leave this little village and move to Panjim, or even Mumbai. From there you can direct your huge new enterprise.''How long would that take?' asked the Goan.'Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years,' replied the Mumbaite.And after that?''Afterwards? Well my Friend, That's when it gets really interesting,' chuckled the MBA valla, 'When your business gets really big, you can start selling stocks and make millions!' 'Millions? Really? And after that?' asked the Goan.'After that you'll be able to retire, relax and do whatever you fancy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 'You really are an idiot, aren't you? isn't that exactly what I am doing now?????????????????????????????????????????????????????
Monday, July 14, 2008
Will this control Inflation
...just think of this concept for a while.

