lay me doon,in the caul caul groon..

lay me doon,in the caul caul groon

whaur afore,monie mair hav gaun

when they come,A wull staun ma groon

staun ma groon,Al nae be afraid

thoughts awe hame,tak awa ma fear

sweat an bluid,hide ma veil awe tears

ains a year,say a prayer faur me

close yir een,an remember me

weirdo

Here is a bit of weirdo from me,please cooperate and understand the indepth meaning of this precious piece of philosophy ;) 

as my thoughts plundered,it got stuck on the very beginning of my life and i thought when does life really begin ? Is it when the first fluttering beats of the primitive heart of a foetus start, or when the child is pushed from the womb into the world? Does it all actually start at the moment of conception when the egg and sperm meet and mix their genetic code together to create a new being? Who can say really... No one knows because,no one is sure of when life truely begins.I'm not a scientist, a theologist, or even a doctor.But,I have thought about when life truely began.

now here is why i wrote all that,

its cold here.its always raining and i am stuck with ups and downs in body temperature,frequent return of cough,cold and the ultimate effect of being sick,being soporific 24 hrs a day.so whenever i lay back,i do innovative things,basically in the field of philosophy.now the important point is,what could i be if i was left free at the age of 7 in order to discover my own elixir and where would i be now,at the age of 21 ? i have figured out that i could be a wanderer with the least of clothing somewhere in north eastern part of russia or in the forests of central africa,drinking the nile water and living on natural fruits and leaves as my food.very realistically speaking,its too difficult to imagine these kind of weird things in life,it requires an immense drill,understanding of ones self and a hell lot of logical ability ;) , ciao.

Relaxed and Happy :)

AIMCAT 1014                                                                    PAPER CODE : 111

No of questions : 70 (20+30+20)

SECTION 1(quants)        SECTION 2(verbal)         SECTION 3(DI)

no of q's :20                      no of q's : 30                       no of q's : 20

attempted = 15                attempted = 22                  attempted = 14

correct = 12                      correct = 19                        correct = 12

marks = 12*4-3=45        marks = 19*4-3=73          marks = 12*4-2=46

max marks = 80              max marks = 120              max marks = 80

total marks = 45+73+46=164

max marks = 280

i just love preparing these reports,but only when its good.as a matter of fact,i always struggled performing in these mock cats.its relieving and certainly quite a booster in view of the cat coming soon.basically,i feel good :)

El Dorado

wouldn't the wheel of fortune for a man take a steep roller coaster turn if he found the treasure,a place which still naps in the discreet jungle of backwardness and if that man lives with the potential of making a change and turning the lives.the El Dorado is Patna,uncharted-unfathomed ,urging for the revival of an extraordinary beauty it held hetherto a century ago.excuse me,because bill gates has lived his time,ambani is no more and i cant notice anyone else as powerful or as entrepreneurial so that to make such big a discovery and at the same time,more importantly to comprehend such a potential.the change requires 2 things:belief and self-belief.lets wait for the one i am talking about.if he succeeds,everyone certainly will know it.

my diary.

its not even dawn.dont know why,but i have fallen a prey to believe in omen's and stars.and a shooting star whom i saw told me everything i needed to know.among many directions that were enforced upon me,it also told something quite unexpected:it sugggested never to fall in love if i already am in love(infact u cant).before it disappeared in a universe of its own,i could see a dazzling smile and a note saying,'see ya.'

its a common weakness i suffer from,the instinct of feeling embarrassed because of the nudiustertian moments of my life and then for a fraction of a fraction i do pine about the appurtenances i have failed to set store by.i should subvert.a sort of presentiment or rather prescience is always trying to indicate the impending walkaway's.even when i slip,its because of the heterogeneity between me and my own silhouette and therefore a precised flip-flop is imperative to stock me up and to help myself get rid of that miniscule but dangerous temperamental attitude still prevailing somewhere innards.

chennai,mumbai,hyderabad fascinates me and that is when i rise to the potential i hold and everyone holds.an eminent professsor from stockholm schol of economics asked me to name the most over-rated person in my view and less then in an instant i said mr. amitabh bachchan.he asked me to explain,later he agreed after understanding the frivolousness of the nature of work these entertainers do and how ineligible are they for the amount of rewards they walk away with.in the end,they are just entertainers and actually the most selfish people:if selfishness is a virtue of self consciousness and understanding how much you get for how little you do.

i am so sure and confident of dating and having sex with deepika padukone or malaika arora khan or anyone if i make it a point(but sorry,i am in love).the point is even beethoven and tan sen are not known as much as these street dancers are but the good thing is street dancers will always be known as street dancer and a beethoven as a beethoven.i intend to differentiate between an artist and an on sale puppet.none of my business,and i dont want to waste time either.

setting it to an end,i have a steadfast perspicacity about being nothing more than i would deserve and till i am,to keep trying and sticking to the person i want to be and on my own conditions.ofcourse,i cannot ever compromise for anything less than i should and neither would i ever fall to the wonders of money.in the end-we make it,not that it makes us.

the real voyage of discovery consists not in making new landscapes,but in having a new vision.if someone insists i am the best,be it so because in the end it doesnt even matter.and most of them think he thinks he is a hero and be that so too because even that doesnt even matter.

in lieu of the black swan.

the black swan is a wonderful work gripping the interest all through the journey.in a very generous fashion,the writer keeps talking about anti-knowledge and after hurting every single principle of today,he humbly apologises.wow!

one very important aspecty of my life in these days of utter excitement has been an immense urge of quickly turning myself into an entrepreneur.i have the capital,am full of ideas and a lot of energy,all thats needed is a breakpoint where i could quickly shift from current scheme of things to the planned future i have in mind.as of now,i have to chose between a job and an mba and then a job.both the options are out of interest as far as my temparament to work is concerned.

more importantly,the basic ethical values i had suddenly seems to be transforming into a better approach,which might be little selfish,harsh and minutely wrong,but thats perfect for what i want to be.i learned it,i did that from an ex-girlfriend of mine.time to proceed.ciao.bye.

as i walk the lonely road,away from home i think that it is an obvious manifestation of the universe that brings me to this strange point of time where i find an obscure sense of humour pulsating through my nerves and gripping the feelings as if i was non-existent.falling back to the memories of past,it hurts badly.a guy and a girl have an equation of a typical wave kind where the dual nature of both has to be understood in an exact way to eventually result in a charismatic relationship.

someone asked me what is success to me,i was wordless,perhaps because the question was so complicated and i thought wow,what answer do i say.it would either take a whole volume of 1000 pages to describe how i think of that magical word or i could just say,its just abt being successful,look at shahrukh khan,bill gates,barack obama,warren buffet,countries like india,us..these are all what success is.may be,achieveing the dreams we make while we are awake,the plans we pile while being romantic,the charity we plan while feeling disgust at the grave social issues,all these when achieved would make anyone a success.

see ya.bye.:).

comeon,let it go !

i recall a woman once advising me not to be a womaniser..and then i can also remember this pretty woman inflicting on me the mistakes she did..i could absorb to an extent but later i knew that she had fallen in love with my alterego.as strange as i am and just opposite to the me in general,there is a consciousness of guilt i have about the mistakes that has happened.even when i have been literally out of my senses,i have always thought twice before doing things.i am proud of the steps that i took and the way i have come so far.its complicated,there are embarrassing momentsa but i am proud that i always could let it go.

i was listening to this richard marx song which i happened to hear from my sis's phone..i could retain a few lines which i simply loved and have been humming them for over a week now.

wherever you go

whatever you do
i will be right here

waiting for you ...

whatever it takes
or how my heart breaks
i will be right here

waiting for you.

ciao when i see u.

all of 22

like always,it doesnt feel very exciting to actually have reached another june 24th.this day has to be respected by me for the least,after all this was when god gifted me with a real life in a real world(as far as i know).i miss noone,i strongly feel that i have turned very self centred,far more than how i was just an year ago.i havent picked many calls,hated the birthday messages,i want a real year this time and i am going to strongly ignore everything fake.

as of my love,only a few persons actually belong to that word,the ones who never change and who will never change,dad and mom-i love you both and i promise i will make dad feel how he thinks i should be,distance he wants me to travel,heights he wants me to see at,and a good person he expects of me and mom,i just love you,as unconditionally as you love me.