Writing Testimonials

After getting a billion invites from people to join Orkut and Hi5, i was eventually fed up and finally became a member of both these social networking communities sometime back...if not for anything else, atleast in the hope that i would not see any more invitations in my inbox to join these sites...but it turns out that it was not very bad after all...i was able to reconnect with some of my old friends...there are many more there whom I found, know well and with whom i don't want to connect. I was kinda suprised with this decision of mine, given that i was (am?) a very social guy..but I guess after some point in time its not about the no. of people in your address books but the quality of people with whom you wish to associate with.

Anway, those thoughts apart, one good thing about these websites is that you can write testimonials for friends..i have never really written a testimonial for anyone..but when the subject for the testimonial is one of my best friends, i sure can be a little crazy...here is what I wrote about him..am not naming him here, for the obvious reason that those who know him will say "I totally agree!!"..hehe..:-). Here it goes:

ab yeh janab ke kya kehne..pothi galli ke hanuman mandir ke baju mein 3 lakdiyan laga ke cricket khelta tha hamare saath. Rajendra High School principal cried the day he left school,they never expected him to pass the 10th grade:-) they will be surprised to know, as I am till date, that he turned out to be a real good Programmer...Powered by Ctrl+C and driven by Ctrl+V...who says copying in school doesnt help..he can drive real well too..has successfully driven away all the girls that ever knew him just by being himself. If looks could kill, he would be dead by now. A born genius, he is multi-talented...has the talent to talk and piss you off at the same time...believes that he cooks really well...and the loo in his apartment confirms that...is completely shameless and devoid of self-respect, given the fact that he keeps calling me up everyday even now when i have told him a zillion times that he tortures me to death..

In all..a total loss , an utter disgrace to humanity and one of my best friends. *chumma*

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Wish you, whoever you are and wherever you are, a very happy and prosperous new year: a year where you hopefully wont act like the stupid dumbass that you were this year!! Hope you have a great year ahead...

It's India time....

there is nothing much that i can think of writing...actually am just too exhausted of thinking...about everything...or probably nothing...or maybe about somethings...its all confusion.... The smell of India is in the air in every desi apartment here...most of my friends are going to india in the next 3 days..both are roomies are already there..and one has even emailed me that he stopped and ate wadapav on the Mumbai-Pune expressway the day he landed..i can actually imagine that content smile on his face while eating that wadapav...coming to think of it..we eat something similar to that wadapav at Burger King or Pizza Hut or Subway or McDonalds on campus almost everyday...but nothing can beat that wadapav...its funny what people want to do when they go to India.. my roomie wants to sleep, play soccer and eat tandoori chicken and do nothing else...another friend has told his mom to bring a tiffin box full of idlis to the airport!! says he does not want to miss a day of not eating idlis...

Another friend from hyderabad says he will go to his favorite biryani place first before going home..while another friend says she just wont come back from India...as simple as that!!! There are many other similar 'desires' that i can mention...simple pleasures of life that no amount of money can afford here...I told my best friend who is in India right now and is from my hometown, to fly kites everyday..because this is the season for that and flying kites is what we used to do all december in our childhood...and no amount of pleasure here is gonna replace flying that 50 paise kite on my terrace....

And since I am not going home, all i am doing is transporting myself to India thru all my friends...telling each one what to do...they hate it..and i cant help it...because that is what i would have done if I was going...but alas, somethings take their own time to happen. There is nothing else that i can do but wait patiently...for the time I get to go home and for the time when my friends are back here with bags of Kaju Katli's that I have asked everyone to get....And meanwhile, for all my friends whom I miss so badly...

Guzare Huve Kal Ki Yaad aati hai..
kuch lamhon se aankhen bhar aati hain..
woh subah rangeen shaam nirali doob jati hain..
jab tum logonki yaad aati hai...

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We had the Christmas Potluck dinner in our office this Wednesday. Here is a pic of me with my office mates and my boss...me with my new look.. ;-)

Expectations

Don't expect, my friend, you'll only regret..
this, eons ago, a wise man had said...
i follow that advice...all the time..
try not to let those thoughts resurface in my head...

since 'then', i've tried to always be 'in control'..
have never really cared about the happines of my soul...
told my mind, i am commiting no crime, when i killed my dreamy heart..
when love and laughter and everything inbetween was torn apart...

Day after each day, dear life now sluggighly passes by..
i try to follow the "be good, do good" principle...
Of the Sacred Church of Loneliness..
i have become a content disciple...

but still, somedays, an evanescent thought passes by..
it flashes a feeling, draws a silhouette..and a voice calls out..
"Only one thing I ever wanted to happen..."

Will you..

One beautiful fall day, you walked unknowingly into my life..
that magical smile on your child-like face...
GOD, you are an awesome artist, I had sighed..
seeing those lovely eyes, sheilded by innocence's embrace...

Before I knew, I started talking with you..
for endless hours together, in my mind...
didnt know why, I had this gut feeling..
that finally, i have found someone of my kind...

Heart and mind decided unanimously, the truth was never more clear..
'this' was nothing but love...
how else could I explain those feelings..
I never realized existed in my minds lost alcoves..

This surge of crazy hormones..
I've never experienced before...
even when your faintest thoughts start taking shape..
happiness comes knocking on my door...

You like me too...
this, your demeanor can't refute...
there is some sparkle when you talk to me...
about that, there is no dispute...

You mean everything to me now..
How much i love you, you have no clue..
But I 'm afraid of making the move, I dread losing you..
Will you please come and let your eyes say the words, "Yes, I do..."