Monday, June 25, 2007

Words are beautiful things, perhaps the tongue is not the best way of using them.
- Ankur's first blog.

Saturday, June 23, 2007

Walk the Talk

This quote on GMail got me started thinking about this

Bobby Knight - "Most people have the will to win, few have the will to prepare to win."

So many people I see or hear from can Talk the Talk but can't Walk the Walk.

Maybe that's why Morpheus tells Neo in the Matrix:

"One day you will realize just this one fact,

There is a difference between knowing the path and walking the path"

Sunday, June 17, 2007


Recent events have made me wonder what this "friendship" thingie is all about.
It's not what you feel about classmates/batchmates in engineering that wears out the moment you step out of college.
It's what makes you spend a reasonable amount of money and a lot of effort to spend a few hours with a select few friends. Of course exceptions exist.(I couldn't meet everyone I wanted to meet the last, short trip).
I will still be friendly with my classmates, but with most of them I am not and was never "FRIENDS"
This quote I got on iGoogle summed it up for me wrt most of my 'friends'.

Contrary to general belief, I do not believe that friends are necessarily the people you like best, they are merely the people who got there first. - Peter Ustinov

Ankur said "Friends are the people you don't have to impress anymore."
friends are the people who have accepted your shortcomings and love you nonetheless.

These lines from the FRIENDS theme or whatever would sum up how I feel:

No one could ever know me
No one could ever see me
Seems you're the only one who knows
What it's like to be me

Someone to face the day with
Make it through all the rest with
Someone I'll always laugh with
Even at my worst I'm best with you

To tell the truth, there's very few such people in my life...and if anything I am thankful for them.
And he talks to the river of lost love and dedication
And silent replies that swirl invitation
Flow dark and troubled to an oily sea
A grim intimation of what is to be

There's an unceasing wind that blows through this night
And there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight
And silence that speaks so much louder that words,
Of promises broken

Sorrow ,Pink Floyd

Monday, June 11, 2007

Bittersweet Symphony

Love this song by the Verve. A part of it was used in Bluffmaster.

The whole song

Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Trying to make ends meet
You're a slave to the money then you die.(
True, very true)
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the veins meet yeah

No change, I can't change
I can't change, I can't change
But I'm here in my mould
I am here in my mould
But I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mould
No, no, no, no, no, no, no,no,no,no,no,no(fading away)

Well I never pray
But tonight I'm on my knees yeah (
not really)
I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now
But the airways are clean and there's nobody singing to me now

'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Trying to make ends meet
Trying to find some money (
somebody) then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the veins meet yeah.

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Words' worth

Had posted this a few months ago...then took it off because it was adding too much entropy to the Universe.
There is a great deal of verbal communication in the world today. Letters,phone calls,emails,chats,blogs(:P) infinity of words.

I for one believe that the best communication involves zero or a minimal amount of words.

What a million words of commiseration could not do...a sigh and 6 words did.
It felt like an arm round the shoulder ...and all those wise men and women with their words did not realize that that was what I needed.

A few friends and a completely different topic had me laughing on the worst day of my life.

No amount of words can do what one look into the eyes of a friend trying desperately to hold back her tears did.

I went out for dinner once by myself...a couple sat on the table facing me.
The girl was trying to hold back her tears. The guy sat opposite her,not eating ...just looking into her eyes...almost soothing her...not one word was said.
I smiled.