Gag bag

Just wanted to try this out..!!

I have the counter on my blog. I want to see how much the word 'sex' works with respect to the blog hits my blog earns.
Right now, its 3503...

That means, that my average hits per week must be something in 5-10. Lets see how much this generates! :)

I will put up the updated statistics soon :)

Thanks a lot... Sorry for the disappointment..! :P

Yaah! I have heard of you,
Well who hasn’t, actually.
You are the one who just presented the paper on parallel lines,
Ushered in a new era in mathematics, says Geometry.

Your name keeps coming up, just about everywhere I see,
The television, the internet, YouTube, the torrents.
Your photos are in the newspaper (they cut short the sports section! x-( )
It’s like you have trapped the world in your enchantments.

Frankly speaking,
I just don’t care.
Do you really believe that I am jealous?
Are you really that unaware?

From where I look,
You and me, we aren’t that different, you see
after all, you are no superhuman,
you still got to pee.

The coming generations of students will say it all,
while trying to decipher your geometrical game.
Remember how you had cursed Newton,
When Physics had blasted you into the hall of shame?

I can live without your theorem,
So can the people around me, quite easily.
You know, I wouldn’t even mind much,
If it weren’t for that crazy attitude, you silly.

It’s like you have moved to a new world,
you have given us all a sack.
For a man of such stature and wit,
Your memory is certainly a drawback.

Today, it’s your day. Enjoy and bask in the glory,
But pride hath a fall, and I am not being just folklory.
Soon the media will find something new,
and they will turn their back on you.

Alone lost, I can see you just as if it were yesterday,
But it’s a pity you didn’t learn from your earlier crime.
But my dear child, I will be here with open arms,
Just like the last time.

Love,
Dad

Just like a child, who trust his father dear
And who delight, to feel his presence near
Just like a child, whose mind has not a doubt
And whose heart is never proud.

Hear I come, o lord
Hear I come just like a child
Hear I come, o lord
Hear I come just like a child

Just like a child, so weak he cannot stand
But who holds firm and tight his mother's hand
Just like a child, who sings in bright daylight
Fearing not the long dark night.

Just like a child that guilty deeds oppress
With mind and heart in trouble and distress
who throws himself into his mother's arms
Sure she'll free him from his qualms.

Share your wishlists! Anonymously! :)

Well its been 2-3 months since after coming to the US, and there are a few things I have begun to appreciate. Let's go over a few I can recall:

1) No one judges you over here. You can dance on the streets, laugh out loud, be loud about your emotions, talk as if there isn't anyone around. Talk on ANY subject and still have no one look at you with eyes and ears wide open (except maybe on color, where you might end up getting killed).
2) Everyone greets you. However hollow it might be, it still feels good to be greeted and recognized.
3) There certainly IS dignity of labor. You might end up getting taught by the same person who just poured your coffee a few hours ago.
4) People recognise your capability and your limitations. No one expects too much and hence the pressures on you reduce.
5) There is always a learning curve. Stagnation is very limited. And if there is any, I haven't encountered it as yet.
6) Everyone eats the same junk and hence you aren't the only odd one out.
7) Still topping the list is that you can be expressive. :-)

A glimpse into those pieces,
I once held together as one.
Reminds me of those special days,
into which today, for eternity I could gaze.

A smiling face glistens past one,
a shadow of a face I know.
Where have all the moments gone,
on whom I tightly held onto?

Last time I saw them,
they were alive, beaming and gleaming.
Today, I am not so sure,
is it just me or am I dreaming?

Ah! A crystal ball drops by,
with a flourish it unveils the future.
Oh wait! Am I ready to see this?
Of this I am not so sure!

What I want to see, what I wish to have,
may or may not be there.
Do I want to hurt myself
even without being over there?

Fascinated though I am,
at the prospect of seeing something I could.
But wouldn’t it just be more enthralling,
to actually live through something that good?

Today I have a thought,
its not actually true.
Its just something I wish it to be,
which has stuck onto me like glue.

However much have the little pieces been exposed.
Howmuchever sun and rain they bore.
I know some things for certain when I can say,
That though weathered, they are still the ones I adore!

Again, a blast from the past. A very old poem. Have a look and try to recall it :)

I guess Std 6, Hindi

Jhil mil taare

Jhil mil taare pyaare pyaare
chamak uthe aakash me
Chaand uchakkar aaya upar
in taaro ke paas me
Neela ambar taaro ka ghar
deepo ke tyohaar sa
Chanda nirmal jo Gangajal
maa ke paavan pyaar ka
Taare jhil mil chanda khil khil
kitni haseen bikherte
Aao chhat par dekhe milkar
taare hamko terate

In pdf files, there is a HAND tool. Whenever you click the page, it sort of contracts and you get the feel that the hand is scratching something. I had an image of myself in pdf. I had lots of fun virtually scratching myself :P :D
.... and that is how Sanjeev spent his weekend :D

Every road through hills and valleys
Leads to heaven by and by
And the wind that sweeps the alleys
Points a finger to the sky

Chorus:
A song on my lips, a song in my heart
I go my merry way
The sun in my eyes, The sun in my heart,
Lights up my step day to day

Many friends are on the highway,
And they're waiting for a smile
Walk along my friend on my way
Holding hands a little while
Chorus

There are times of storm and sorrow
When the goal drifts out of sight
But the road leads on tomorrow
To the land of peace and light
Chorus

Then we'll all be reunited
Singing one eternal chord
For we know we've been invited
To the mansion of the Lord
Chorus

My ultimate dream. To live the Hogwarts life. I don’t know why. But I just wanted that life. Not all the chaos of Voldemort or other bad guys. Just the normal life. Moving in the streets of London. Having a school which keeps you together. For a whole year. Going home in the holidays. Coming to school in a train. With friends. The whole human race limited to that little number of people. Having daily meals/ feasts with everyone. Having a huge campus, playgrounds, friends rooting for you at a game. Going off on weekends to Hogsmeade. Having a few adventures of my own. They don’t even have to be all that flamboyant as Harry did have. But I wanted to live that.

Everytime I read the book, saw the movie, I yearned to live that life. I could relate so much to it. And maybe on screen they make it look all fancy and out of the world. Maybe it might not be all that short and sweet and nice. But it has a spice to it. I don’t even want the magic part. But I wanted to experience it nonetheless.

And right now, I feel like I did live through it. Actually, I have a lot of thoughts on the same. But then, lets move across them one by one.

I just visited Orlando, Universal Studios. And they have this Harry Potter theme park and ride. And believe me, I lived the whole life in it. Flying on broomsticks (WOW), coming across the whomping willow, the dementors, the Aragogs. The dragons, the school’s castle, the bridge. It was amazing. Actually experiencing it is a different thing all together. And I just loved the feel. It was scary, it was amazing, it was truly out of the world. And I just felt as if one of my wish had come true. If you get a chance, please do visit it. It is an experience you want to live through.
Then I started looking back. Wondering what is my life compared to this one? I think at the moment, I have lived through all that I wanted as a dream. I have lived alone. I have lived with friends. I have had wonderful holidays, vacations. I have experienced some amazing moments, I have had some of the best adventures with my most precious friends. I think it is these moments that we want everytime. I think it is this what we yearn for when we see movies or read books. Cause it is just too perfect. While living, we never realize it due to all the mess around us. Due to all that keeps happening from time to time. We are never able to appreciate the beauty of our life. Flying on broomsticks. Ya, that can’t be done. But going on a wonderful drive to some place awesome. Yes, that can be done. Playing Quidditch. Maybe not. But having the most precious time laughing over a game of football/ badminton/ cricket. Very much possible! And it is what we experience every day. But we tend to ignore the beauty of our life when comparing it with someone else. Think about it! Isn’t life maybe just too perfect or too amazing to let go off? They say the grass on the other side is always greener. True it is. I could never pull off an Alohomora or the likes. But the magic of life isn’t something you get by swishing a wand. It’s much more… Much much more!