Online friends...

Internet , we keep hearing debates on it everyday… "knowledge it is, but also exposes children to all sort of “stuff” or "other than being source of learning it gives avenues for wasting time, on games, social networking, videos" ….the arguments are endless…

I am here not for a debate…but for praise if it…I have picked up my pen (in this case keyboard) after 6 months only because something happened through internet that once again moved me, which brings me here to write...(i feel, so i write)

Like lot of kids, I too waste (I know it is not time well spent) some of my time on games ... and while playing we come across many people across the globe ...and it is then, when someone, somewhere, somehow does something...and in their own way makes a difference …

I recently came across someone like that, (which is what got me back to writing after months)... I am a beginner in one of the games , while playing somehow I reached out to someone for help, he not only taught (still is) me with utmost patience, but after few days seeing me struggle level up, he offered to help me with his game currency (like chips, coins, tokens, resources that helps progress). I am so moved by just the thought, that miles away there is someone, who has never met you, or spoken to you, who hardly knows you, but does not shy away from extending help when you need it. We curse the new age everyday thinking the world is going down the drain…but in the same world, exists people like these, those who do not hesitate doing their small bit if they can... even for a stranger…. It is at moments like these that I regain my faith in goodness of people…

So here I am dedicating this space to those whom I met over the net, never spoken to , never met (exception to one) … still, they have touched me in one or the other way…

Richard : My scrabble (now wordfeud) rival (read friend here)… He is a professional musician, who picked up his music instrument a bit late in life, but did so as he wanted his passion to be his career…sitting across continents, knowing me only through the scrabble board, he encouraged me to pick up my rusting guitar again… I don’t practice much, but the fact that I hit the strings once in a while is because of him…

Deepali and Cosmic : I name them together as we three met online almost together via Deepali’s blog (previous post with their mention (blog friends) ...

Deepali inspired me to experiment with my writing style, and all the oneliner and one phara posts that you see are thanks to her :)

Also it is because of Deepali and Cosmic that I started my photo blog…

We may never meet …or may leave the online platform that connects us, but I will always remember them…these are my online friends …and despite what the world says about being cautious about meeting people on the net …as long as I keep coming across people like these, I will always have faith !!!

lost things

things that we lose have a way of getting back to us in the end, just may not be in the way we expect.

courtesy : movie - harry potter

Friends who last...

One day looking back you will ask
finding the missing spots in the past
why did I let go those who cared, and knew would last...

20 somethings of today, handful...and much more

I am hanging out with bunch of 20 somethings nowdays and let me tell you, it ain’t easy…I need a break !!!

Well I cannot believe how one decade between us can bring in so much of difference in perspective, approach, priorities in life and ‘life in general’ …it was just some handful of years back that I was 20 something too…how is it that the moment you cross the line of 30 everything changes?

20 somethings of today are surely handful and much more. I don’t know how to place them, they surely have some things going for them, they are totally sharper than what we were at their age, they are generally more aware, smarter, and “get its”… I totally love the brains that they grow up with, then what am I cribbing about…?

Am not cribbing, I am astonished by how just a few years of difference brings in so much of change…today, I need to know end of the day what I am doing with my evenings, weekend what movies to go for, where do I vacation this summer…and in general, after a long day of work I want to come back home, to my TV, my book or just home, where I belong…. I want to lead a settled life of “knowing” , unlike the adhoc life the 20 somethings, the flickering indecisive minds, not knowing which coffee to order, which movie to go for, to go or not, where to party, where to hang out, their lives are hung between “this or that”, “yes or no”, “shall we or shall we not”…how different it is when you step into the golden era 30’s, I think as you grow time becomes so precious that you do not want to waste any energy into “to be or not to be” you just go for it and do it…(have no time to waste...after all we have a decade short as you see :) )

While these kids are leading their carefree, unplanned and fun filled life, they sometimes don’t see how they end up walking all over others, they are so blindly running into the wild that they lead, they at times end up hurting 'we' the elder lot, as we don't know their ways of functioning too well…

I should not forget that I was 20 something just a few years back, and led somewhat a similar life as this young bunch (hope never hurt anyone though)…hence I think we should just let these kids be, lets get aside to let them do what they want and lead their lives the way they do…as they know no other way, they will see the world our way only when they come this side of the fence…but by then we would have crossed another one …ha !!! I wonder how this gap bridges? Or does it ever?

dream

Anywhere I look is where I see you.
But gone are you is what they say.
Could I be dreaming with eyes open, in broad lit day?

1411 Save tiger cause !!!

The campaign launched by Aircel to save tiger is awesome…mind blowing is the word. Creative, media span, spends, everything…it is such a powerful campaign that does not miss anyone’s eye…be it TV, print, billboards, online, social networking site…it is just about everywhere and the number 1411 is printed on our minds.

But as a human and citizen of India I have one basic question…

what do I or people around me gain by saving tigers?

Does it help my country to remove poverty, does it fetch at least 1 proper meal to a person who otherwise would not have got it, does it ensure no water scarcity in future…wait before you jump to conclusions on me talking some NGO’s language let me clarify…I am talking as an Indian and have no agenda here to drive women rights, or population control etc…I honestly have this question.

why such a POWERFUL campaign is never launched on "save water", pollution, drugs, smoking ...well....why talk of big things ???

Lets start with basics…- respect parents, respect fellow human, do not swear, be punctual, don't jump traffic lights…there are so many basic simple causes that can have high impact in our day to day life…

I am impressed and bowled over by the campaign, it has caught every ones eye...all those who may never have seen a tiger...but are asked to save one...I am amazed by the media channels used to spread this message....it has reached all the classes and cities....but I feel sad that this message that has reached all - has nothing to offer to them or to their fellow humans.

feels just like love

it feels just like love
but it is not
it hurts just like love
as i miss u a lot
i long like one in love
wishing the distances were short
yes it feels just like love
but it is not

i wish we had stayed longer
i wish we had spoken some more
i wish we did not have to part ways
i wish we could be together for some more days

need to meet you again
need to talk just once more
to see that look in your eyes
that makes my heart swell to core

kill the distance that separates us
bridge the difference in what we speak
i know we connect beyond this life
our ties are not that weak

i dont know your name
i dont know where you belong
doesn't matter if you married or not
still for you I sing this song

we shall meet again for sure
i shall meet your children too
i know i am not alone in this
and you too wish to see me soon

we are meant to meet again
it does sounds like a similar plot
yes...it feels just like love, i know
but let me tell you...that it is not...

message in the bottle

i am heartbroken since yesterday, and regret the moment i picked up the book called "message in the bottle". it had been on my bookshelf for about 3 years now, and i damn the moment when y'day morning i picked it up to read ...

books, like cigarettes or adult films should come with a warning too - and this one surely should have carried one that said "not for the weak hearted" and i would not have touched it

the book is a love story with a fairytale affect....there cannot be a better romance than two people falling in love, covering time, distance, hurdles and falling truly, deeply & madly in love...nothing can be more beautiful than that...just pure love and romance...deeper than the ocean , softer than the cloud, larger than the sky...that love is beyond all limits and comprehension of a regular human mind. i experience this kind of love everyday every moment - i just close my eyes and i see him – us, in the everlasting love for one another...

what i dont like and understand is the authors wicked mind to manipulate human mind and emotions, they purposely end their book with a tragedy just to make the book work, as a tragedy remains in mind and talked about.

what they dont understand is that it breaks people like me into million pieces seeing the two in love not able to meet. i cannot see one of them lonely, longing to be together. I cannot see them separated and living a life without the other, as i'd rather die than live without the one i love...

it hurts beyond words...and just for the fun of it, the money and fame, authors end up committing the biggest crime their pen ever can...

separate the souls that were meant to be togehter…

women are born with a tag saying - handle with care

i wish i were a writer

i wish i were a writer,
who could write my mind out,
without the fears of the world
not caring that i am too loud

i wish i were a writer
who could speak as my heart says
not being shy of the words
just following it's own ways

i wish i were a writer
and could write how Leonardo paints
as strokes of his color speak
my words could paint the frame

i wish i were a writer
and could write how Mozart plays
his magical fingers on the keys
could be my writing on the lanes

i wish i were a writer
who could touch your heart
you sleep with my words on mind
and wish the same, when your day starts

i wish i were a writer
who knew how to write well
so you read what my mind speak
and makes your heart swell

i wish i were a writer
that you fall in love with too
for all my words i write
i write my love, only for you