Gullak = Good luck

Was humming this song "Aaja aaja dil nichoden.." from Kaminey, when it struck me that maybe the word gullak was derived from "good luck".

Checked it, and bingo..

Conversations

Dad, Mom and Myra are having a walk..

Myra - Hum dono bahut funny hain..

Mom (confused) - Kaun dono?"

Myra - Papa aur Myra

Mom (feeling left out) - Aur main?

Myra - Aap to bas hum dono ko samjhaate rehte ho!


Indeed, hum dono bahut funny hain :D


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Mom is having a discussion with Myra about babies, and suddenly..

Mom - Papa ke tummy bahut big hai par us mein se baby nikalta hi nahi hai

Myra - Koi baat nahi, ek na ek din zaroor nikal jaayega


Now, that is some optimism  

The week of wrong results

It started with that dreadful World Cup semifinal.. How often do we have our top 3 batsmen gone for less than 10? How often do we have Dhoni staying almost till the end (with 30 off 15 required) and we still lose? How often is there a direct hit from that strange angle and that distance? The probability of all this happening simultaneously is probably 1/1000 if not less.. and NZ won with those kind of odds. This hurts so much because this Indian team is better than any other team we have ever had.

Federer's semifinal win against Nadal indicated that perhaps God could still redeem himself. And it felt like that until the 8-7, 40-15 in the 5th set. Then the worst happened. A combination of Federer's bad luck and Djoker's solid determination let that 5th set slip away when it was least expected. It would hurt much less if Federer wasn't the better player that entire match including all the 3 sets that he lost.. read the following on a blog, and couldn't agree more, at least at this point.

Could Federer be known MORE for the following stat in his career than ANY other? Should be?

8-7, 40-15?

After all, he was minutes removed from his 38th birthday, defeated red hot Nadal and extended a red hot Djokovic to five sets - and almost won No. 21. And these clowns are five and six years younger................

The wife tells me there is enough in life to worry about and none of this affects us in any way, so why bother. And, she is right. Yet, this loss still hurts and it is perhaps going to hurt for some more time. The only chance at redemption is by getting Federer to win US open (preferably by beating both Nadal and Djoker), and maybe Australian open too..

After all, one cannot deny that in terms of skill and beauty of the game, Federer is miles ahead of both, and while determination and attitude should be rewarded, there should be a limit to that reward.

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And as if this was not enough, Eng defeated NZ as a result of umpiring blunders and totally stupid rules. 

Some of Myra's gems

I was looking at the old pages of this blog and the many stupid posts that didn't get published, and the many other stupid posts that got published and then removed. It was a lot of fun and there is no reason to stop. As much as I have wanted to all these years, it seems very unlikely that I will be able to revive this blog because writing seems like a lot of effort, and publishing seems even more so. Every few days, I feel like writing something, and then once that moment is gone, the thoughts become so hazy that it feels better left unsaid. But, it is worth trying..

What better than recalling some of Myra's gems. She is 3 right now, but most of these are from 6 months to a year ago..

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We usually stop her from this or that telling her that she can do this when she grows old enough. And one day, when she was playing in the park, she wanted me to join her on one of the slides. I would normally oblige but there were other kids, and so I told her it is meant for kids, and I cannot join. So, she goes "Jab aap chhote ho jaoge, tab aap mere saath jhoole pe chadhna" :)..

Indeed, how is she supposed to know how our appearance changes with time

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I noticed crayon marks on one of the walls and asked her why she did that and remarked that she has been a bad girl. Her reply, "Nahi papa, main bad girl nahi hoon. Ye maine kal kiya tha, main kal bad girl thi. Aaj to bad girl nahi hoon"

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Her grandpa often tells her, "Myra ke paas to itne saare toys hain, kabhi Papa le aate hain, kabhi tauji, kabhi chachu.. teri to mauj hai"..

And as if she was waiting for a comeback and found her opportunity one day. She looks at dadu's drawer and says "Dadu, aapke paas to kitni saari dawai hain.. teri to mauj hai"..


Rest for the next post -- hopefully with a shorter time gap

A superb exchange of words from Mirza Ghalib

"Ghalib: Aapne humaare bartan kya alahida kar liye hain


Ghalib's wife: Nahi, humne apne bartan alahida kar liye hain.... Bura na maaniyega, apne imaan ke liye darti hoon.


G: Haan Begum, darta wahi hai jiske paas poonji ho. Tumhaare paas imaan hai, isliye darti ho. Humaare paas to bas ye imaan waali hai :D


GW: Aap khuda ki zaat se is tarah munkir kyun hain


G: Tauba karo, khuda se munkir kahaan... fark sirf itna hai, ki main uske saamne do-zaano ho kar gidgidaata nahi.. bachchon ko ma-baap se is tarah gidgida kar bheekh maangte dekha hai, jaise tum maangti ho? Mere taalluqaat khuda ke saath tum se zyaada betaqalluf hain.


GW: Isiliye wo aapki sunte nahi hain.


G: Shaayari nahi samajhte honge. Wo bhi meri :D"


Glad to know that at least someone has a similar opinion. :)

It seems a little funny to teach a class of 20 final year bachelor students in CS (in one of the best univs around) of which not one can compute the sum of the geometric series 1/4 + 1/16 + 1/64 ...

And the students are in general not dumb... it is just that the education leaves out strange voids..

No matter how much ridiculous JEE gets, it seems like having such an exam before you begin college is necessary to build a decent foundation..

PS: If only they'd eliminate chemistry, it'd be perfect :P

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I dreamt tonight of visiting the hometown of a friend who recently left this country and returned to India for good. I can' remember the context, but I remember this remark he made, "Badi sasti jagah hai ye, insaan ki rooh bhi yahaan das rupaye kilo bikti hai"

Quite a strange statement, isn't it? Any interpretations, anyone?

Indifference(?)

Safar to kat jaayega yun hi chalte chalte, 

Manzil tak kisi yaar ka saath ho ki na ho

Mauka mile to kar sheh, aur dekh tamasha

Zara dil to dehel jaaye dushman ka, maat ho ki na ho

Sookhe mein baadal ko dekh zara khush to ho le

Kaun jaane phir barsaat ho ki na ho

Jab bhi mile, tujhe waqt hi ki fiqr thi

Kabhi to be-parwaah mil, raat ho ki na ho

Afsaane ban hi jaayenge, khwaab saj hi jaayenge

Haqeeqat mein mulaqaat ho ki na ho

Yaad use bhi kabhi kabhi to aati hogi meri

Uske dil mein mujh se jazbaat hon ki na hon

Safar to kat jaayega yun hi chalte chalte, 

Manzil tak kisi yaar ka saath ho ki na ho

-An attempt at random tukbandi

Thought of the day..

Can abundance of anything (time, money, or even love) be anywhere close to being as romantic as the scarcity of it..?

A follow-up to this post by vibhav..

:D

Received this message just now, by a friend.

Sounds like you!!

 

 

 

 

friend high

via Urban Word of the Day on 4/20/11

The pleasant "high" feeling one acquires around close friends, often compared to being on some sort of drug. Accompanied by lots of laughing, stupidity, excitement, good conversation, and loud obnoxiousness, ie the act of getting "high" off another's good friendship vibes.

Often considered a replacement for drugs and alcohol, though not heavily supported.
1. "Let's hotbox this room with our friendship!"
2. "Watch the dosage on THAT friendship, Carlos..."
3. "Lets get friend high tonight"

Feels good :)

Moving On...

 याद हैं मुझे वो गुज़रा ज़माना

रोज़ तेरी ज़रा ज़रा सी बात याद किया करते थे,
और मुस्कुरा देते थे, 

ज़रा ज़रा संभल संभल के मोहब्बत की थी, 

तेरी हर भूल को सही साबित करने को 

कोई वजह ढूंढ लिया करते थे..

झूठ खुद से जाने कितनी बार कहा था, मगर..

जिस झूठ से कुछ भला हो वो कहाँ बुरा है,

यही सोच के खुद को समझाया करते थे | 

कुछ जोश था, कुछ तड़प, कुछ बेचैनी थी उन मासूम पलों में 

मज़े में थी, मगर फिर भी, ज़िन्दगी मुश्किल हो चली थी 

पिछले कुछ दिनों में,

रोज़ तुझे ज़रा ज़रा सा भुलाया है,
ज़रा ज़रा सी तुझ से नफरत की है
तुझे हर कदम पे इलज़ाम देने को
कुछ न कुछ वजह ढूंढ ली है
जानते हैं की ये नफरत, ये इलज़ाम सब झूठ ही है, मगर
वो झूठ जिस से कुछ भला हो, वो कहाँ बुरा है
यही सोच के खुद को तसल्ली दी है |
नजाने कैसी अजब सी शान्ति है, इस झूठे खेल में
मज़े में हो न हो, ज़िन्दगी मगर अब आसान हो चली है |

किसी को पीछे छोड़ना, कहीं से आगे बढ़ना, शायद अब आसान हो चला है....

Pitfall

"There is a pit there in front" - a friend warns you. You hesitate for a moment but then go on.. You keep moving on despite the warning calls and attempts to pull you back. Then, suddenly there is a thud, and down you fall right into the pit. With much struggle and perhaps a little help, you manage to come out and then declare with a tone of pride as if to hide your guilt, "Haan, wahaan pe khaayi thi". Typical human behaviour, right?

After having resisted on all my three previous visits to Paris, today I decided to go and see the famous Mona Lisa in the Louvre Museum.. There are some things that are just destined to happen. Almost right at the entrance, and all through the museum, there are signboards with a copy/picture of the original painting and an arrow pointing to the direction where you can find it.. I followed these till I reached one where I couldn't find the arrow. And then I realized that there was not supposed to be an arrow there. Yes, this was THE painting. I couldn't believe what I saw. It is moments like these that make you realize how miraculously ordinary some things can be - You are told by reliable people that it is nothing compared to what the fuss is all about, and as a result you are not expecting anything great, but then when you actually see it, you remark, "Is that what the fuss is all about?"

What to say of the people who were taking pictures of the painting and also posing with the painting. Reminds me of the famous emperor's clothes story. I feel sorry for the other paintings in that museum, or for that matter anywhere in the world that have been made by great but maybe not so famous artists and that hardly get any attention. I guess perhaps things such as pictures too, like people, have a fortune of their own.

I am also tempted a little to actually try to read about the history to know why this particular painting by Leonardo da Vinci is so famous, when he has himself made so many others.. but then I feel like that is going to be another pitfall - so, definitely not two in a single day :)

jo bhi milta hai kuchh din hi achchha lagta hai...

"तुम क्या बिछड़े भूल गए, रिश्तों की शराफत हम
जो भी मिलता है अब कुछ दिन ही अच्छा लगता है

मिलने जुलने वालों में तो सब अपने जैसे हैं 

जिससे अब तक मिले नहीं वो अक्सर अच्छा लगता है "

"नक्षा उठा के कोई नया शहर ढूंढिए
इस शहर में तो सब से मुलाक़ात हो गयी"

 Nida Fazli beautifully expresses the unstability of life...

India are still going to win the world cup!!

Yes, I had waited for the Ind-SA match for at least a week .. Yes, I was shattered after the match and yes, I am disappointed even now but lets try to see the positives out of today's loss..

• Indian bowling and fielding was finally much better. Yes, two dropped catches and one missed run out and a bad last over, but overall it was much better.
• India now will not be regarded as favorites and will not have much pressure.
• There is a high probability of India getting complacent in the knockout stages, if they hadn't lost any match before that.. 
• Finally we know that our tremendous batting line-up can collapse too... even after a start like 267/1 after 40 overs.. perhaps the lesson learnt, as Dhoni said, is "You don't play for the crowd.. you play for the team"
• Maybe Dhoni realizes that Kohli should be brought in sooner rather than later. No matter what the situation is.
• Sachin is scoring against the biggies.. yoohoo!!

I still feel that we will lift the world cup... 

Even escapism has stopped providing the refuge it used to. 

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You know you have spent too much time abroad when during your visit to India, you enter a restaurant and, for a moment, wonder, "wow, yahaan par to sab desi hain" before you realize, "you are in India, dude" :D

Ashamed. And a little sad.

You grow up in a protected environment with education being the only thing expected from you and then just at the moment you should be finishing college and entering "life", you escape abroad .. and on top of it you do not believe in even reading newspapers.. and yet you tend to think you know as much about the world as you "need" to know... and then there is that moment which makes you realize how unaware you are about things that you "should" know..

I am visiting Microsoft Research Bangalore for a week, and though I have heard it several times that in our country the rich are getting richer and the poor are getting poorer each day,  I guess a week in Bangalore showed me the truth of this much more than I had ever known..

As I landed at the guest house today where I have been put up for the week, I realized I didn't have change to pay the autowalla, and he didn't have change either.. I asked the watchman of the guest house, "Bhaiya, aap ke paas paanch sau ka change hai kya?". He begins to fumble with the coins from his wallet which is all he seemed to have. I realized the mistake I had made. He had mistaken me for having asked him for a change of five rupees. I didn't know what to do and wanted to step back, but somehow, out of momentum clarified that I was asking for a change for rupees five hundred. "Humaare paas kahaan se aayenge, sir", he said. And I guess I haven't felt so ashamed in ages. I said sorry. Twice. And then he said, "sorry". I didn't have anything more to say that could make up.

In a city where you see tonnes of people squandering thousands every day, and the prices of everything adjusted according to these people, a lot of people even with a reasonable honorable job must be struggling for mere survival, leave aside the unemployed.

I don't know what can be done. I don't know if we can do something. But I still want to  try to contribute towards changing this. At the moment, I don't know how...

The blog url...

...has been taken from the blogroll of Vik. I chose this because it reminds me of the person I think I was and the person I want to be, again... :)

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हर घड़ी, जब भी मौका मिले, नये दोस्त बनाते चलो
कौन जाने, किस दोस्ती में कब मंदी आ जाए

इंसानी रिश्ते इस दौर में कारोबार से हो चले हैं।

Thought of the day...

The best conversations in life are those that do not end with a goodbye.....

Khwaab.... zindagi....

Aaj aankh khuli
Ek bure khwaab ke dastak par
Sehem sa gaya tha main
Sochne laga
Najaane kya kahaani pal rahi thi
Zehen mein
Jiska ant itna bhayaanak tha
Suna hai bhor se pehle ke sapne
Yaad nahi raha karte
Shaayad ye sapna ussi
Raat ke sapnon se hi upja hai
Shukr hai aakhri tha, khatm hua

Zindagi jab bhi koi
Chot diya karti hai
Sehem sa jaata hoon main
Hisaab lagaane lagta hoon
Najaane kya kiya tha maine
Jiska parinaam aisa aaya hai
Suna hai pichhle janm ki baatein
Yaad nahi raha karti
Shaayad ye chot bhi unhi
Janmon ke karmon se hi upji hai
Shaayad... ye bhi aakhri ho...

Shaayad... 'raat ye bhi guzar jaayegi'

PS: As I write this, I am reminded of a couplet by Gulzar, "Jisse khoon nikle wo zakhm lagti hai, Warna har chot nazm lagti hai" :)

What do you do when...

...you live in a world which is full of people each with a fair intention and each having a proposal of a solution to a problem that none of them understand?

IITs to offer MBBS

http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/india/IITs-to-offer-medical-courses-have-foreign-faculty-students/articleshow/6531178.cms

Looking forward to a Bachelor/Master of "technology" in medicine degree being offered. :D

Homeward bound

Lets go home and get:
-some breaths of fresh air
-a bit of strength
-some shelter
-a bit of sunshine
 -some peaceful sleep
-a bit....of life..

...enough to last a few more months..

Here I come..

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Jab kabhi khud ko pareshaan paata hoon,
Teri bebasi pe halka sa taras aata hai khuda

Ya tu meri tarah kamzor hai, ya meri tarah nikamma...

Love, romance, friendship, etc are an alien conspiracy against humans to prohibit them from working on stuff that is really important.

Random

Yesterday, while I was cooking dinner, this random Brazilian guy (he is about 25 yr old and lives in the same hostel) walked into the kitchen and started cooking his dinner. While cooking and later while eating and even after that, I had an almost two hour conversation with him. And, it is an extreme rarity for me to be talking for that long to anyone these days,.. especially with a non-Indian.. Here is a brief excerpt from our conversation... I was half confused half amused during this entire conversation...

(He is called BG, acronym for Brazilian guy, since I do not know his name...)

me: What do you do here?
BG: I study economy
 (yes, he said economy, not economics)
      Later, I plan to study physics and mathematics
me: So, are you doing your masters in economics?
BG: No, I just started my study here!
me: So, you are doing your bachelors?
BG: Yes, now you understand.
me: So, you plan to finish your bachelors in economics, and then move over to masters in math and physics??
BG: No. I will finish my bachelors in economics. Then I will finish my masters and then my doctoral studies in economics. After that I will study mathematics and then physics.
me (extremely confused): So you will then start again with the whole process in math and then in physics???
BG: Yes, now you understand.
me: But this will take quite long.
BG: Yes, but this is what I want to do. Even if it takes thirty years.
me: Do you have a planned profession after you finish your education?
me: So which university are you studying in?
BG: I am not enrolled in a university. Right now I am studying on my own and learning German. To get enrolled for bachelor studies in the university here, I need to know German.

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This set me wondering while i was continuing to talk to him, how much difference there is between how most of us think and how this guy thinks. Most of us just keep lamenting of the things we could not get, the things we will never get, and the things that we had in the past and do not have now. And here is a guy who is set to achieve something that he will perhaps never get and I still don't see him getting sad. He is chasing a dream that is beautiful to him and is satisfied with what he has and how things are going. Yes, you should have seen him dance and rejoice after he finished eating. It was absolutely delightful. He says, "I love eating. I dance and sing every day after eating. Thank you God. You are BIG. You gave me food."
Well, I also love eating. In fact eating and singing are two things because of which I get a few happy moments each day, no matter how difficult the day is. And this reminded me of how long it has been since I thanked God for the food we eat. It was all forgotten in primary school...

There were a lot of other things that this guy talked about but we leave that for some other time...

Have fun. Love life. May the independence day liberate you from your worst fears. Amen.

Aaj ka gyaan....

Every few days I repeat something like this...I do/say something utterly stupid that I immediately afterwards feel kind of guilty about for one of these reasons:
Either it is way too embarrassing for me (writing this post could turn out to be an example, or not) or it could have troubled/hurt someone. And then I hope  that people will forgive and/or forget. The funny part is that most of the times they do - which results in me forgetting and forgiving myself. Can you guess what is the consequence. The process is repeated just because it is forgotten by all. And it keeps on going this way until the day is reached when after having been subjected to this many times, a person can't take it any more. That is where a human bonding goes loose.

The lesson to be learnt is that even things well forgotten by people do get piled up somewhere in the memory.... and perhaps no one is friend enough to ignore everything all the time.

bakwaas...

Mausam kuchh aashiqaana sa hua jaata hai
Mizaaj kuchh shaayaraana sa hua jaata hai

Sochte hain ki likh dein do chaar nazm hum
Par kalam humaara kuchh begaana sa hua jaata hai

Aaj ka gyaan..

When giving judgment about the fact that someone has changed, we often forget how much we have changed in the meanwhile and that the change we see is only relative to ourselves. We kind of assume ourselves to be an inertial frame of reference. What is especially noteworthy is that you have changed for the other person *exactly* as much as he for you..

Life

How things change..

I was just looking at the archives of Amit's blog and found the following comment written by me on this post...

"Yun chaand ko chhute sapnon ko,
duniya ka shikaar na banne do

Sapne se tumhaare duniya ka,
kad chhota hai ye yaad rakho

Chita aarzoo ki jalaane se pehle
Nishaan uske mitaane se pehle

Jo wo aarzoo chehre par laayi thi,
Ek baar us muskaan ko yaad karo :)"

It is just a bunch of random lines which will perhaps qualify as crap according to many but I love the optimism in what I wrote..

It was not so long ago and things haven't changed much since then in any evident way.. especially for an external observer.. yet, I don't see myself writing something like this today.. it will not come so naturally at least. It takes an effort to even be optimistic now.

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Bas kuchh taqalluf hi baaqi lagta hai
Zindagi to jaise kab ki ji chuke hain

Bachpan kaash thoda thoda karke mila hota mujhko

PS: I know I seem to be getting repetitive.. but can't help..

Of internet/email and their absense..

"I have been a happy man ever since January 1, 1990, when I no longer had an email address. I'd used email since about 1975, and it seems to me that 15 years of email is plenty for one lifetime.

Email is a wonderful thing for people whose role in life is to be on top of things. But not for me; my role is to be on the bottom of things. What I do takes long hours of studying and uninterruptible concentration." - says Donald Knuth.

I admire you, Sir for that along with all the work you have done. It will take an effort but I think I do want to give such a life (sans internet/phone) a try, at least for a year or so. I so have a feeling it will be worth it... lets see when/if I manage to give myself an opportunity...

Chaos vs Order

Blowing horns loudly, shouting on the streets, jamming the traffic and thereby stopping all traffic - this is how these people celebrate winning of a football match. And this is a place where while watching a match in a public place all you get to see (see, not hear mind you) if their national heroes are doing well is just silent clapping of the hands.

Why this pretense of order all around when what you want is chaos, too, just like me?

There is too much order in this place. I want more (regular) chaos.

Aaj ka gyaan...

Have a desire either to enjoy the journey or to enjoy the destination. Wanting to enjoy them both is so so damn greedy..

...

The qualities that you like to advertise as your biggest strengths are more often than not your biggest weaknesses.
-Tolerance is a weakness
-Honesty is a weakness
-Patience, too, is a weakness.

...

I wrote the following about a year ago..

"I want

Longing to go
Memories to stay

Hope to go
Love to stay"

It might be a little premature to say this, but it seems I am succeeding..

Do these sets ever meet?

{Childhood, love, heart, innocence, observation without judgment, etc}

{Adulthood, logic, mind, experience, judgment without observation, etc}

Life/Zindagi

It is amazing how very frequently this word is uttered by almost everyone. In every day conversations, in songs, in poetry, in status messages, in blogs, .. just about everywhere. Kind of explains the duel between the human desire to be able to understand everything there is and that too in just one shot versus the helplessness felt in not having any damn clue of what it is all about. Such is life..

Detachment

Kuchh afsos un lafzon ke liye hai jo keh na sake
Kuchh shiqwa un lafzon se hai jo keh diye
Apni nasamjhi se hi itne gile hain humko
Kisi aur se shiqaayat ab karein kaise

Kabhi kabhi tujh pe bhi pyaar aaya hai khuda
Jab kabhi khud mein kahin tujh ko dekha hai
Khud se mohabbat mein yun mashroof ho chuke hain
Kisi aur se mohabbat ab karein kaise

I love nonsense conversations

Conversation with friends F1 and F2.. not exactly verbatim

F1 and me (singing) : Kya kare zindagi, isko hum jo mile... iski jaan kha gaye raat din ke gile
F1: Ye gaana kitni saari situations mein itna fit hota hai..
F2: Kya matlab hai is gaane ka
F1: Our life has to suffer as a consequence of our doings.
me: Galti hum karte hain, bhugatna bechaari zindagi ko padta hai..
F2: I can't relate to it.. I can't separate me and my life..
me: Iska matlab tum aur tumhaari zindagi do jism ek jaan hain (followed by lots of laughter)

Waqt rehta nahi kahin tik kar, iski aadat bhi aadmi si hai..

I had to make a decision. Two options. Confused. What to do? I tossed a coin. Heads or tails. I needed heads. I wanted heads. Nothing  else seemed right. I prayed for it. The coin was in the air. The heart was beating. Fast. It came down heads. Joyous me. Couldn't believe my luck. I tossed two more times. Best of three. Let's see. One more heads. I still win. Hurrah! The decision was made. In my favour. But wait! The story had another dimension. Time. It ruled out one option. How? In the meanwhile. When the coin game was being played. The decision was easy now. In fact it had already been made. Tails, it was. I haven't tossed a coin since then.

PS: Don't worry if you don't get it. I don't get it, either.

Arrogance

Zara sa tadpaaya to wo khafa ho baithe

Humein aaya kuchh alag sa maza us mein

Tumko hi har baar haq sataane ka kyun ho?

Qismat ne aata dekh humein band kiye darwaaze

Zara hichke par phir khidki se ghar mein ja dhamke

Kab milenge ye faisla har baar tumhaara kyun ho?

Khushi ko nazar lagaane ki koshish kar rahe the zamaane waale

Be-asar hoti dekh koshish hum itraane lage

Khuda mera bhala tum pe meherbaan kyun ho?

Rootha khuda humko aawaargi mein jhoomta dekh ke

Zara be-adbi thi, par ho ke bekhauf hum bhi poochh baithe

Duniya mein bas ek tum hi khuda kyun ho?

Aaj ka gyaan..

If you did not forget, but you forgot that you did not forget, then it is no better than having forgotten in the beginning.

Dil to pagal hai.. maanta hi nahi

Even though

- I have almost not been following cricket since the 2003 world cup and shouldn't really care now after so many years
- India has played pathetically in the tournament so far inspite of having a real solid team (at least the batting line-up)
- It feels ridiculous to have your chances depend on how the matches that you aren't even a part of, go
- The possibility that the whole tournament is fixed cannot be ruled out..

phir bhi mann kar raha hai that india defeats sri lanka with a big enough margin, australia defeats west indies, india qualifies for the semis and goes on to win the cup..

Dil to pagal hai, maanta hi nahi.

Waiting for some magic to happen in life..

M-A-G-I-C ... Nothing short of that will do..

"Dekhiye paate hain ushshaaq buton se kya faiz,
Ik baraahman ne kaha hai ki ye saal achchha hai" - Ghalib

Acquaintances..

Anjaane raaston ki tanhaaiyon mein aisa ajab sa sukoon milta hai kabhi kabhi
Ki koi jaana pehchaana aata dikhe door se to ek darr sa lagta hai

Ki wo phir se haal poochh lega, aur phir se jhooth boloonga main..

Dil to bachcha hai ji :D

http://in.news.yahoo.com/139/20100501/882/twl-granny-72-having-a-baby-with-her-gra.html

I would perhaps have been disgusted at such a news at a certain point of time, but today I find it funny. Such are the kind of effects of starting to not take things seriously :D

Reminds me of the Bashir Badr's couplet:
"Mujhe ishtehaar si lagti hain ye mohabbaton ki kahaaniyaan
Jo kaha nahi wo suna karo, jo suna nahi wo kaha karo"


Maybe, another line should be added to it, .. "Jo hua nahi, wo kiya karo"

I wonder whether..

once you stop taking anything seriously, things really start coming your way automatically, or is it that you end up lowering your expectations so much that whatever little comes your way seems like the world...