A day in my life....

Yeah until yesterday i used to think it is the same word in english, meaning an automatic rickshaw( a three wheeled public transport vehicle). But in my attempts to use public transport(esp. in a city where its almost a low profile act) i discovered how rickshaw and auto are two different things. Rickshaw in chandigarh ( or perhaps the north india) means a human pulled rickshaw. However the Auto means the engine powered 3 wheeler. What struck me is not just that they are two terms and mean two different things, but how language in the end modifies to serve its core purpose, i.e. communication. Perhaps thats how new languages take birth. I see the empowerment of usability or purposefulness over the aesthetics of a language.

...as the cube of butter melts on the hot stuffed paratha ...i dissolve in the greens of chandigarh...Yes here i am in the city beautiful "Chandigarh" a place i never imagined i'd be working in. And yes top it with a job in a company that makes browsers internationally, and add the garnish of freedom....what more can i ask in life.. My thoughts and actions have taken me all along India...and now for the first time i will work in the North, close to the Himalayas. With most hill stations at 3-5 hrs distance and weekends off. I am all game for a new beginning i guess. I remember sitting at the station in Japan and penning down my thoughts in the mysterious country,but never thought that i would end up in a place in India similarly.On Saturday as i sat in one of the gardens relaxed alone, and yet not really lonely...feeling the air around. With spaces and a cool climate...it was a natural flow of words describing expressing the inner feelings of my mysterious self.. Yes its

As we are born in this beautiful world of ours life goes on in a sweet manner. SOme ups and downs some happys and sads...but life goes on...unknowingly we linger down the experience with our loved ones taking complete care of us. Be it our school issues, our insecurities,or some serious health issues, our food our finances we take it all for granted. We live life in a pleasent cocoon covered by the arms of our wonderful parents .... But then there comes a time when we realize all this, we search for the lovely blue sky of freedom we show the desire to fly away from the rut of this protection, this love...this caring...we seek our liberty to set outselves free.... And as we fly away in our own dreams...we realize what the cocoon gave us...what we need to do to stand straight away from that support ..that care...that love... And as we think deeper just a simple thought comes to our mind.... what happens when very people who cared for us now need care.. the very hands that protected us n

कुछ करना है अभी । कुछ पाना है अभी । कुछ जीत के दिखाना है अभी । कठिनाईया ज़िन्दगी मैं दिखती है सभी , ऊंचैयो को पार कर जाना है अभी । सिर्फ़ मेहनत करने से ताज सर नही लगता , दिल को मायूसी से बचाना है अभी । कुछ जीत के दिखाना है अभी । ज़िन्दगी के जूनून को रास्ता दिखाना है अभी । दिल की प्यास को बुझाना है अभी । कुछ करना है अभी। कुछ पाना है अभी। कुछ जीत के दिखाना है अभी । - अमित पाटिल

Yes i finally graduate to the present generation of devices. I am now a proud owner of an ipod touch.No its not the first time i am owning an ipod, used to own a shuffle back in NID days...sadly it passed away due to a hard disk failure( and its ghost was haunting me still!!!). My personal favorite in it is the motion sensor...since long i have been wanting to own a device with motion sensor. I also managed to do Internet Connection Sharing to get wifi at home and connect my touch to the WWW. Feels like my geeky days are back. Also off late my sister got a blackberry...this surely has added to my geek quotient...checking out new technology being my heartfelt craze ....will try to blog from the ipod next...as of now..

Look through the window and the lives beyond your own look lovely. Dreams destinations dont match always...just illusions but reality doesnt hatch always... Life is passed and things have changed...been there done that???or thought this dreamt that?? Emotions as personal cages, but controlled by others for ages...perceptions and making meanings....life gone away in proceedings....long desire for a liking of desire...climbed mountains yet we perspire...mental blocks and creative pouts...in the end the soul shouts....misunderstood or mistakenly present....we are what we represent....Short spells of indepth wisdom...intellectual dance in fools kingdom.

Lost between the duality of thoughts.... a bit so far a bit so close... where then is the road we've sought .... a bit of dream we consciously chose... dreamy layers of heaven above... when paths switch we are scared of how.... distant places and distant roads... In search of some heavenly abode...

Distances meet but realities escape, in soft emotions few identities take shape. A struggling soul against the impounding real, searching the whole in the scattered feel. ...

A silhouette of me in the dark silence of timelessness. What do i seek? A moment of silence .... An iota of realization that i really am alive. Sleep is boring and its yet not optional. Moments are everywhere but yet not so real. Living life in the plasma of surreal. Where and how do we walk? When can we be aloud to talk. Moments are lost in the chaos of nothing Where are we going? Are we doing something? How good is this reality or is it just a mock? A distant vessel sailing to hit the rock....