A day in my life....

weird world around A dying tribe trying to inscribe wat they say is right whatever is good is their sight self pity by demeaning others enacting happiness as reality smothers they call it fun they call it creation inside they run from their own frustration remaining souls try to battle it out become deaf when others shout keeping their patience all the while determined to win in the last mile...

A senior architect today said a very interesting thing, he told me about the triangle of happiness....all through life we keep trying to balance it...

taking sides burning hides walking by continuous try searching path unfinished start longing roles confusing souls disturbed past

incessent droplets fiercely they flow turbulent thoughts dont know where they go flooding beliefs or constrained mind Superficial reliefs or discouraged blind Downright emotions yet honesty questioned undettered devotion yet reality unmentioned guided wind doesnt know where it goes troubled waters, are they waht they show sunny dreams yet clouded ways these droplets teach how life plays

Confidence is a strange thing. A thin line it draws in any person. More of it and it harms because it bounces against what is possible by our selves in the society, more of it and it hampers the way in which we interact with the society. No doubt the region of over confidence is considered or tagged as bad by the society. And there is under confidence so called to be no confidence at times (but I believe “no confidence” does not exist). No confidence is considered bad again by the society and hence I believe that every one needs a confidence ratio that lies between the two and everyone juggles between the thin line of confidence….shifting to over confidence at times and no confidence at the other, his acceptance about this in public is another issue. This drift is what gets a person running in different instances. If somehow one masters the stability between confidence and no confidence life seems to be more successful or easy to live…..but the strangeness of this thing of confidenc...

Frozen Moments crazy sentiments strange proximity doubtful ability Magic touch emotional clutch limited time still a long way to climb.......

Waiting to be the natural me I guess that is when ill be what i want to be long hrs of confusion and mess its time i collect it all and worry a bit less its time i live my life i see my dream its time i unleash wats left within me unseen i guess the winds besides me shiver me at times that is when the world doesnt seem to rhyme how long will i drift along the bay if i dont carve a path its here ill stay higher i want to rise but whats high is not precise no more do i want to stray its time to ride to the future.....my way

This part of my life...is called success I have been wondering many times over the meaning of this word called success ( i even check the spelling everytime i write it). So many times it gets to me to be the most successful person, just to ask myself....what is successful....to be the best..to be the winner....but best winner are all relative to what we are doing...i can bet on it many friends of mine will pull my leg over this statement considering that i see so many things relative (except for relatives). But what striked me today while watching " Pursuit of Happiness" a will smith movie was dfferent. I was watchin the movie the second time with my parents but yeah....it did give me a different perspective....i run across success....to know what it is and how to gain it...and i guess everyone does,....but i failed to see the success of my parents till date... My parents, both of them ....as i see it now have been extreemely sucessful....successful in making their dreams co...

When u go with a good Name of a company the client comes to you because of your name and you dont have to do the initial presentations to convince the client. But in case of a startup company we have to convince the client. This helps us undertand the project in detail since the stake of the project is more and the fear of losing the project makes u work. I guess the same is with good colleges. When a part of a good college we generally tend to put less efforts because we know we will get a job anyways. But when u come from a small college you have a tendency to put more efforts from your side because the only way to get a good job is by what you are and not what your college is.....think about it

What am I searching Where am I going Is it right all that I am doing Then why is this question so confusing I search I seek But what is true what is that I see Strange in thoughts where will I land I try to be true but where do I stand What is true Something right for me for you What is this world a place to live Live by the rules or make our own Make mistakes and then forgive Trying to do things unknown… Do I need to know Or should I just ignore This life it seems So very unsure….

finding faults blaming self life halts goes in shelf who is to blame not me nor u just the moment which made us belive life goes on anew few stay back others start to live...

running across the meadows running across the terrain running is all what i do i keep running even in pain but till when will i keep running this way this body needs some place to rest at bay some corner calm with nothing to run some caring shoulder just helping me shun Just a peaceful moment to get back what i am a cozy bed to to stop me in my timespan

In silence I tread with mysteries alone Fostering thoughts inside me they had outgrown Searching for answers within myself I seeked something to get out of my shelf Lost in circles where vision was absent I got a hope, a will to transcend A dash of smiles, a sense of self A trickle of joy pushing confusion up the shelf The value of me today I have known When I saw a world beyond my own…. Sometimes when your own world seems all unbearable and confused all it takes is a look outside our own window, a look into a world outside ours and someone around to talk to. Just some moments of life beyond your own makes you realize what you have been searching all alone…

Human beings dont like to be told how to behave They dont like to be told that something is eternally ideal and should be followed unless they ask for such an intervention conscioslyHowever when unconsciosly the same occurs it is called as an influence.The moment one realizes an influence as an influence one doesnt like that. As Humans We always seek control in everything that we do. And the realization of an influence makes us fear the loss of control. When humans are told by other humans that something is good or bad which is controlled by the creator. The creator accepts such an intervention only when the intervention is asked for. The ideal is defined in each of us and considered as the ultimate truth for us. But when the ideal is challenged of an attempt to change the ideal in head by others or the environment, human mind gets defensive or uses an excuse like hatred or incabability to not change.The eternal search of every human is to be stable and remain stable in all directions....

simple emotions complex expectations imaginary assumptions sudden realizations lost soul living in illusion complex role perpetual seclusion

Thin line between ego and self respect Thin line between what u giv and wat u expect Selfless soul or selfish whole We create our own role Good for one bad for the other One turns foe the other turns brother When selfless hurts selfish rises But is it selfish or just being thyself Rejection turns to endless bound Selflessness becomes less profound Something real or something unreal Its just this mind playing games in the end Searching for answers we fight so far In the end thin lines make us wat we are

My friend NAMAN wrote something for me....the context was his ipod "The path of the GIZMO FREAK is best on all sides by the inequities of the tyranny of technical failures but blessed is he who in the name of charity and goodwill, shepherds the e-distressed through the valley of TROUBLESHOOTING for he is truly a GIZMO FREAK himself and finder of lost electronics and I shall strike down upon thee with extreme vengence and furious anger those who wish to poison my brother and you will know I am your lord when I lay my vengenge upon you."

Every drop of tear Every smiling smear Is leaking out Is showing out in fear Not a tint of emotion is left within Even the smallest wound is left unseen Open in the sun with everything to show Not a piece of real is left for me alone Dry tears have bloated in the sky Pouts of sympathy question me why Just falling raindrops in the dark end spaces As naked emotions lie in transparent spaces

alms of sympathy flow around tragic life yet happy sound distant places of silent thorns invisibly creating tears unborn confused mind rolls over the conscience keeps swaying around the real reasons if life is cruel so be it what is cruel? ur own demerit good bad right and wrong everbody tries to sing their own song truth scares yet how much is true? i keep finding life and so do u

Hungry stomach yet lazy soul Structured thought yet confused role burdens of work yet nothing to do i keep doing my thing which i dont belive passing hrs yet nothing in hand many people yet barren land broken hearts yet happy faces crocdile tears yet genuine aces silent rumours yet loud thoughts in the end in vaccum someone rots....

I had friends but suddenly dont have any I live my life as if i have lived so many Silence is sweet yet sour somewhere Alone is good yet it does scare if searching is all i do what in the world will i ever belive wicked world yet sweet reality broken bridges yet no calamity virtual emotions as if life is new painted smiles as if they were for u scribbled lines yet no meaning filled up brain yet no cleaning serios paths yet nothing rhymes i keep writing all thes weird lines