To You, With Love....

"This is a song by Bryan Adams... "please Forgive me"
This song if for the one i loved n lost (infact might loose him)

It still feels like our first night together
Feels like the first kiss and
It's gettin' better baby
No one can better this
I'm still hold on and you're still the one
The first time our eyes met
it's the same feelin' I get
Only feels much stronger and
I wanna love ya longer
You still turn the fire on

So If you're feelin' lonely.. don't You're the only one
I'd ever want I only wanna make it good
So if I love ya a little more than I should
Please forgive me I know not what I do
Please forgive me I can't stop lovin' you
Don't deny me This pain I'm going through
Please forgive me If I need ya like I do
Please believe me Every word I say is true

Please forgive me I can't stop loving you
Still feels like our best times are together
Feels like the first touch
We're still gettin' closer baby
Can't get close enough I'm still holdin' on
You're still number one
I remember the smell of your skin
I remember everything
I remember all your moves
I remember you I remember the nights
ya know I still do One thing
I'm sure of Is the way we make love
And the one thing I depend on Is for us to stay strong
With every word and every breath
I'm prayin' That's why I'm sayin'...

Really, today was a bad day …
Don’t know why but was feeling very low...

I still miss my IBM office, its not that I don’t have friends here, I have really very good friends here but some how the working environment here is bad, real bad.

People think so high about themselves, without realizing what actually they are...
I am the junior most here ( in terms of tenure - only 4mths ) so they all think they can bully me as much as they can.

I don’t know why people still look down upon a CALL CENTER job...
I think its amazing… every day u gave new targets to meet, new people to talk with, etc
And above all, e’one is of the same age, seriously, working is fun there. Especially, for a teetotaler like me.

And it’s actually a wrong notion that there are less or no growth prospects is such an industry. There are don’t they have managers, vice presidents etc … they do have and
trust me its quite easy to be there. And one of the most interesting job profiles is of a Voice n Accent Trainer…

I don’t know why guys working in different sectors be it Banking, Communication, mass-media or energy, think so high about themselves, bloody good for nothing chaps, Full of attitude...
Seriously I worked with IBM for 9 mths, those 9 months flew-off like sand from your palm. But here each and every day is so dam difficult to spend…

Now running home… running out from this Jail..
Can’t even tell how I complete my 8 hours of job routine...

Wat hell is this !!!!!

Yesterday i was reading "The Week" a weekly magzine by Malayala Manorama Group
there was an article there on the "The world's youngest women who can pronounce a fatwa and interpret the Shariat "

Earlier ther were Muftis who use to pronounce Fatwa - a legal opinion or decree handed down by an Islamic religious leader.
but now there are few females which r being trained to do so ,these females are called Muftias (the female equivalent of a mufti).
The youngest of them is 16+. these gals (a group of 10 ) were trained in hy'bad and later declared that they will have the authority to interpret the Shariat, resolve family disputes and issue fatwas.

Do u really think a gal of this age only by reading holy Kuran and other holy books will be able to resolve the issues like family disputes, other sensitive issues like issue of fatwa.. as far as i know fatwa is something very holy n a kind of final verdict for all Muslims...

Am a women and trust me i wud love to see a religion like Islam givin so much exposure to Women but not these small gals.. who hav not yet seen the world around them..

Entertainment is a strict no-no for the girls and they hardly watch TV or read books other than the Koran. Interaction with the opposite sex is minimal as well. Their childhood is almost like an casualty as they are virtually kept under house arrest during the course. Their life became strictly regimented, shorn of all the pleasures girls their age would love to be associated with. They were allowed to wear colourful clothes beneath the flowing black dress(Burkha), henna and bangles but lipstick and perfumes were a strict no-no.

do you think these gals will b able to give the correct verdict and
i dont realise why??
Why the hell watching T.V or Movies for that matter is concidered to b a path for gettin spoiled.
i think Gals n Guys of today are much matured to know wat is correct n wat is wrong for them .
and wat difference will it make if a gal wears Listick or wears a coloured dress will it make any difference to her intelect....

and ya one thing i forgot to mention gettin married n motherhood is not banned....

Wat will u call this A Religion or an hypocracy.....

Dont you all think instead of givining them a title,rather i shud say responsibility,one shus make them live ther life's as they wish too... Alloe them to wear wat they want, allow them to go where they want, allow them to talk to whom thry wish too...

what do you all have to say abt it ....

Jaago Lucknow Jaago!!!!

Before comin to the office i was readin todays newspaper -- read the latest Headline..
"C.P. Singh the owner of Lucknow Public School shot dead."

I was quite surprised to read this .. infact i got the information last evening only as Mr. C.P Singh was our family friend,infact cant say family frnd but an acquintance. i happened to meet him at my uncles place.
Nice gentleman,though i cant say he was very learned but ya can say he was very determined ... from a simple school teacher he rose up to be a owner of schools..

leave this apart, what shocked me was he was shot dead just outside his school primises ,during the day time and when the primary school was over... he got down from his car to sort out the badly parked vechicles outside the school...two guys on a bike came shot 7 bullets and DAMIT THERE WAS NO-ONE .... MIND U NO ONE TO STOP THOSE TWO GUYS... out of the crowd standing there who had come to pick up ther kidds...

Cant take this, not even a single person came forward to help, to stop the murderers. i understand that they were scared, but atleast 3-4 guys could have stopped & kicked their ASS.

This incident has made me think how safe are kids in the school? and
also how united we are? we could'nt even stop a brutal murder in the public...
i hav read so many articles n seen so many interviews abt people sayin they were highly influenced by Rang De Basanti, that movie tried to teach us s'thing but am afraid nobody learnt any thing.....
We are really a good watcher .... We cant do anything just shout,screem and ya above all sit for an strike/dharna and block the traffic for hours without realising wat difficulties are being caused to other ..

To sum up.... its just an humble request -- "HEAL THE WORLD MAKE IT A BETTER PLACE TO LIVE"

Amazing One Liners

There is not much work for me in the office Today.. so started searchin some funny One-lines got some really good ones so thought sharing with e'one here :

A clean desk is a sign of a cluttered desk drawer.

A day without sunshine is like, night.

A diplomat is someone who can tell you to go to hell in such a way that you will look forward to the trip.

Always try to be modest and be proud of it!

For All the drinkers ---

Don't drink and drive. You might hit a bump and spill
your drink.

I used to have an open mind but my brains kept falling out.

Try this :

If you think nobody cares if you're alive, try missing a couple of Loan payments

It's always darkest before dawn. So if you're going to steal the neighbor's newspaper, that's the time to do it.

Jesus loves you, but everyone else thinks you're an asshole

Join the Army, meet interesting people, and kill them.

Keep honking. I'm reloading.

Learn from your parents' mistakes: use birth control.

Multitasking means screwing up several things at once

Never test the depth of the water with both feet.

Never underestimate the power of stupid people in large groups.

Smile, it's the second best thing you can do with your lips.

Suicidal twin kills sister by mistake!

The journey of a thousand miles begins with a broken fan belt and a flat tire.

The severity of the itch is inversely proportional
to the ability to reach it.

The shortest distance between two points is under construction.

There are 3 kinds of people: those who can count & those who can't

To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism; to steal from many is research.

What happens if you get scared half to death twice?

For Marketin Executives:
If you can't convince them, confuse them.

Corporate Gyan:
When you don't know what you are doing, do it neatly.

Point to Ponder :
What is a free gift? Aren't all gifts free?

When everything's coming your way, you're in the wrong lane and going the wrong way.

jeevan ka gyaan....
Impotence: Nature's Way Of Saying "No Hard Feelings".

If Sex Is A Pain In The Ass, Then You're Doing It Wrong...

"woh kagaz ki kashti, woh barish ka pani"

When we always had friends to play aais-paais (I Spy), chhupan-chhupai and pitthoo anytime ...

When we desperately waited for 'yeh jo hai zindagi' When Chitrahaar, Vikram-Baitaal, Dada Daadi ki kahaniyaan were so fulfilling ...
When there was just one TV in every five houses and
When Bisleris were not sold in the trains and we were worrying if Papas will get back into the train in time or not when they were getting down at stations to fill up the water bottle ...

When we were going to bed by 9.00pm sharp except for the 'yeh jo hai jindagi' day ...

When Holis & Diwalis meant mostly hand-made pakwaans and sweets and moms seeking our help while preparing them

When Maths teachers were not worried of our Mummys and Papas while slapping/beating us ...

When we were exchanging comics and stamps and chacha-chaudharis and billus were our heroes ...

When we were in nanihaals every summer and loved flying kites and plucking and eating unripe mangoes and leechis ...

When one movie every Sunday evening on television was more than asked for and 'ek do teen chaar' and 'Rajni' inspired us ...

When 50 paisa meant at least 10 toffees ...

When left over pages of the last years notebooks were used for rough work or even fair work ...

When 'Chelpark' and 'Natraaj' were encouraged against 'Reynolds and family' ...

When the first rain meant getting drenched and playing in water and mud and making 'kaagaz ki kashtis' ...

When there were no phones to tell friends that we will be at their homes at six in the evening ...

When our parents always had 15 paise blue colored 'antardesis' and 5 paise machli wale stamps at home

When we remembered tens of jokes and were not finding 'ice-cream and papa' type jokes foolish enough to stop us from laughing ...

When we were not seeing patakhes on Diwalis and gulaals on Holis as air and noise polluting or allergic agents ... the list can be endless ...

On a serious note I would like to summarise with ... When we were using our hearts more than our brains, even for scientifically brainy activities like 'thinking' and 'deciding' ... When we were crying and laughing more often, more openly and more sincerily ... When we were enjoying our present more than worrying about our future ... When being emotional was not synonymous to being weak When sharing worries and happinesses didnt mean getting vulnerable to the listener ... When blacks and whites were the favourite colors instead of greys ... When journeys also were important and not just the destinations ... When life was a passenger's sleeper giving enough time and opportunity to enjoy the sceneries from its open and transparent glass windows instead of some superfast's second A/C with its curtained, closed and dark windows ... I really miss those days.. do u too?