tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200383398568014282024-02-19T03:45:58.196-08:00tidbitsthe leftovers from my heart...
to love and to be loved is to feel the sun from both the sidessooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.comBlogger90125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-3128523379330976662015-08-27T02:12:00.001-07:002015-08-27T02:12:57.859-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
She expected great things to happen to her<br />
So when the storm came<br />
She hid her straw hats<br />
Because she knew she had to be prepared<br />
sunny days were not that far off</div>
sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-803405124339752782015-07-24T02:08:00.001-07:002015-07-24T02:08:01.315-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Toronto, japan, moscow, delhi<o:p></o:p></div>
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My darling, you can be in all these places<o:p></o:p></div>
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You just have to bring your mind around it<o:p></o:p></div>
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That one thought holding you back.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Break the barriers, destroy the walls,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Peep out through the curtains<o:p></o:p></div>
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Let your hair down, put on some sunscreen<o:p></o:p></div>
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Set some loud music on your phone<o:p></o:p></div>
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And most importantly, wear that amazing smile<o:p></o:p></div>
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Of yours over that bright red lipstick<o:p></o:p></div>
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Now you are ready, prepared to take on the world<o:p></o:p></div>
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Kick the shit out of some wild grass and discover the truth<o:p></o:p></div>
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sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-43044774655580860272015-07-16T23:22:00.001-07:002015-07-16T23:22:16.991-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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He came , he conquered<o:p></o:p></div>
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Her mind, body and soul<o:p></o:p></div>
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He broke down the walls<o:p></o:p></div>
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And lit up her life<o:p></o:p></div>
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He sang lullaby’s and mended her hair<o:p></o:p></div>
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His smile enlightened her life<o:p></o:p></div>
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He promised to walk with her<o:p></o:p></div>
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Hold her hands and wipe her tears<o:p></o:p></div>
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He ensured that with him by her side<o:p></o:p></div>
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She would calm down, dare and be kind all at once<o:p></o:p></div>
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She would be indebted to him<o:p></o:p></div>
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For her life, for showing her<o:p></o:p></div>
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The glory of her own being..<o:p></o:p></div>
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sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-1760954592412753492015-07-16T21:02:00.000-07:002015-07-16T21:02:51.209-07:00on my sweethearts bday :)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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There was once a sweet girl<o:p></o:p></div>
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Sweet or sour was still a dispute<o:p></o:p></div>
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She was lost all the time<o:p></o:p></div>
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Lost in her thoughts and her ways<o:p></o:p></div>
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She was desperate to live a <o:p></o:p></div>
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Happy life, a fulfilling one at that<o:p></o:p></div>
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When she least expected<o:p></o:p></div>
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Came the prince charming<o:p></o:p></div>
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With flowing black mane and the roughest looks<o:p></o:p></div>
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He was no tom cruise or brad pitt<o:p></o:p></div>
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Rather was Dalai Lama fitted into Shivaji the great<o:p></o:p></div>
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The sweet and sour girl was lifted off her feet<o:p></o:p></div>
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Into his high riding horse<o:p></o:p></div>
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Everyone may think they rode into the sunset<o:p></o:p></div>
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And lived happily ever after.<o:p></o:p></div>
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But that’s not the case, that’s never the case<o:p></o:p></div>
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They struggled among all odds<o:p></o:p></div>
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To keep the fire glowing, for their love<o:p></o:p></div>
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For eternity , till the end of time<o:p></o:p></div>
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They fight, they hug and they makeout<o:p></o:p></div>
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They scream, shout but has to lie on each others arms at
night<o:p></o:p></div>
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They still hold their hands and walk <o:p></o:p></div>
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Side by side, in life and love<o:p></o:p></div>
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They are the cynosure of many eyes<o:p></o:p></div>
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And the reason for many a heartbreaks ;)<o:p></o:p></div>
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Everyone envies them but secretly wants to BE them<o:p></o:p></div>
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At last the sweet and sour girl became<o:p></o:p></div>
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A little too sweet and a little less sour<o:p></o:p></div>
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Prince charming always remained<o:p></o:p></div>
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The sweetheart of every beating heart!!<o:p></o:p></div>
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sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-18357604567022959552015-07-15T03:26:00.002-07:002015-07-15T03:26:35.797-07:00She<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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She often has that look<o:p></o:p></div>
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Sharp but blunt, broken but stitched together<o:p></o:p></div>
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Eyes that often tell stories<o:p></o:p></div>
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Of nights, of wet pillows and muffled sobs<o:p></o:p></div>
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With a feeling, that everything slips<o:p></o:p></div>
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Right between her fingers<o:p></o:p></div>
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An ache spreading beyond her heart<o:p></o:p></div>
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Words failing to express what the lips murmur<o:p></o:p></div>
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Putting on her kajal and mascara<o:p></o:p></div>
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Hiding the dark circles around the light blue eyes<o:p></o:p></div>
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Mindful of the scars<o:p></o:p></div>
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On her mind and her soul..<o:p></o:p></div>
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sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-39129659825544681042015-07-14T02:14:00.001-07:002015-07-14T02:14:55.380-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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An orange hue<o:p></o:p></div>
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On the banks of the Ganges<o:p></o:p></div>
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Across it the saffron blew<o:p></o:p></div>
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Swaying in the wind, lonesome<o:p></o:p></div>
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On a pole high up the mountain<o:p></o:p></div>
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sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-16516540887815891062015-07-13T03:17:00.001-07:002015-07-13T03:17:15.102-07:00some things..<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Some smiles that never fade<o:p></o:p></div>
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Some hands that never let go<o:p></o:p></div>
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Some looks that spreads love<o:p></o:p></div>
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Some gestures that resonate forever<o:p></o:p></div>
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Some talks that are never forgotten<o:p></o:p></div>
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Some company that instills warmth<o:p></o:p></div>
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Some smell that reminds you of the old charm<o:p></o:p></div>
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sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-89995632143313349102015-07-13T02:09:00.002-07:002015-07-13T02:09:20.264-07:00the workforce<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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The success of a corporate company is defined by its product
and its people. Some may argue that products are the sole factor defining a
company’s success.That maybe true, but the force behind these products are the
people. If the workforce is happy, products turn out great. Almost every MNC’s
have a dedicated branch just to keep their employees happy, to make their every
working day happening, like our EMC’s epic days.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Every individual employee has his/her aspirations. This
aspirations and the company’s goal run parallelly. Every management believes
that when individuals grow, companies prosper too.<o:p></o:p></div>
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But in my opinion, the focus is on the wrong place. We
should concentrate on groups or the workforce rather than individuals. We
should nurture the culture of working in harmony with our peers. Only if we
work in groups can we achieve sustained prosperity. Each individual goals
should also include their peer groups goals too. Most of the premier MBA colleges give only group
assignments and not individual ones. Only through cohesion we gain enough
friction to walk the slippery road.<o:p></o:p></div>
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A Simon Sinek says , if we can trust our coleagues and we
have the belief that they will pick us up when we fall, we will dare to take
bold steps, be more innovative and creative at work <o:p></o:p></div>
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sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-29993853093074482232015-05-30T01:03:00.001-07:002015-05-30T01:03:39.397-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
#1<br />
"All the worlds a stage" - indeed<br />
Did the great poet think<br />
that one day the drama in our lives<br />
would outshine the stage?<br />
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some people live for love<br />
while others die without it<br />
a void remains where love once stood<br />
and hatred now walks around it<br />
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try, try and save the world<br />
see the glum in our eyes<br />
look at the hatred we are brewing<br />
realise the happiness we can share!!<br />
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#2<br />
i will smother thee with kisses<br />
run my hand behind ur neck<br />
that soft spot behind ur ear<br />
oh, so tender..<br />
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you need to close your eyes though<br />
i am seemingly shy,<br />
a little bothered<br />
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all the love in the world<br />
and all the worlds sugarlumps<br />
rests in your lips, those soft blossoms<br />
<br />
touch me here and touch me there<br />
but not where the tickles would tremble me :)</div>
sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-1502784102120685022015-05-30T00:53:00.001-07:002015-05-30T00:53:32.090-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
#1<br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">A thousand colors on my wings,</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">and a thousand dreams on my eyes, </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">I know not whether i will see tomorrow,</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">But I whisper to each flower ....</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">make the most of what is Today.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">#2</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">i aim for the stars</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">i land on the clouds</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">i am still happy!</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;"><br /></span>
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">i stroll up the ladder</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">i slip midway</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">i can still make it up!</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;"><br /></span>
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">i smile, i wink</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">i get a stare in return</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">i dont give a damn!</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;"><br /></span>
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">i dream, i gossip</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">i make my friends join in</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">i have a blast!</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;"><br /></span>
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">i fear the future</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">i brood over the past</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">i still believe in myself!</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;"><br /></span>
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">i am i , accept it or not</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">i have my wings spread out</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">you better watch out, here i come!!!!</span></div>
sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-57304992091900872682015-05-30T00:18:00.000-07:002015-05-30T00:18:31.582-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Never give up, Believe in yourself</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">There is no use blaming others</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Fate, that’s just a convenient excuse</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">You become as good as your thoughts</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Your looks are as great as your beliefs</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #141823; display: inline; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;"><br />Difficulties are just like bumbs on the road<br />You need to slow it first and then accelerate<br />There will be many frogs in the well<br />Pulling you down as hard as they can<br />A hard boot kick would do the trick<br />Never complain of your loneliness or your luck<br />Both are the results of your own acts<br />Own it. There lies your dignity<br />Be prudent and be sensible -<br />of what comes out of your mouth<br />and also what goes inside it<br />Health as they say is a wealth that we cannot do without<br />And you would already know of all those sh**<br />about words being arrows and blah blah blah<br />Pain comes and pain goes<br />what stands test is your endurance<br />Be brave and be strong<br />In every corner lurks a shadow, so be agile too<br />But most of all be wise<br />Wise enough to fight back every single time<br />Wise enough to shut up when you are wrong<br />Rise up, then you wil win, you wil conquer<br />yourself and the world.</span></div>
sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-33565158899516211872015-05-30T00:16:00.001-07:002015-05-30T00:16:55.928-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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what this world needs now is a different kind of freedom</div>
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Freedom to love all<br />Freedom to smile always<br />Freedom to show pain<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><br />Freedom to vent anger</span></div>
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Freedom to trust yourself<br />Freedom to take a chance<br />Freedom to stop at any path<br />Freedom to hug a stranger</div>
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Freedom to talk your mind<br />Freedom to play on the sands<br />Freedom to sing with the breeze<br />Freedom to dance with the flower</div>
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Freedom to think<br />Freedom to pause,<br />Freedom to say NO<br />Freedom to be me.<br />Freedom for my soul</div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Laugh out loud</span><br style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;" /><span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Give a hug everyday</span><br style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;" /><span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Love unconditionally</span><br style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;" /><span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Kiss passionately </span><br style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;" /><span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Cry secretly</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;"><br />Earn enough<br />Spend wisely<br />Call your mother<br />Facebook daily<br />Go for a walk<br />Travel to new places<br />Smile at strangers<br />Admire the rain<br />Smell the flowers<br />Pray to keep faith alive<br />Believe in luck<br />But do hardwork<br />Have a pet<br />And Live life each day</span></div>
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sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-19994333181935274412015-05-30T00:13:00.000-07:002015-05-30T00:13:13.070-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
#1<br />
i loved u<br />
like the venus on her knees towards the sun<br />
too near too hot<br />
burnt at last<br />
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#2<br />
when i think of u<br />
all i want to pour out<br />
is poems and lullabies<br />
love and memories can wait<br />
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#3<br />
that mad chaotic rush<br />
me with a brain freeze<br />
staring into u<br />
as if i will cut right through u<br />
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#4<br />
the wild heart of urs<br />
and the life less gaze<br />
the pout on ur lips tell a thousand stories<br />
all letting me cross that line , heedless, pointless<br />
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#5<br />
everyone said words have the power to change us.<br />
but you glazed on, glum and mute<br />
did you have a lot to say that you didnt know where to begin?<br />
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#6<br />
as you say, we could part ways<br />
but before that,<br />
we could go to the beach<br />
i can bury all our memories in the sand<br />
it will lay hidden for eternity<br />
our love immortalised<br />
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sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-21505609611597969782014-09-19T23:29:00.000-07:002014-09-19T23:29:00.593-07:00memories<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
staring out of the window<br />
of my two bedroom apartment<br />
all i can see are tall buildings<br />
and still taller phone towers<br />
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where has the trees gone<br />
where are the cows and goats<br />
dogs, there still everywhere<br />
as stray as they can be<br />
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my mind exalts at the sight<br />
of small yellow flowers on the road side<br />
has it come down to that?<br />
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i long to take the smell of a red rose<br />
my taste buds crave for the wild mulberries<br />
running on the grass, i miss that the most<br />
there is no wet sand, everywhere is concreted<br />
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sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-39578825292928477812011-09-15T23:13:00.001-07:002011-09-15T23:13:23.190-07:00first official book review :)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><a href="http://happysing.com/2011/09/the-secret-of-the-nagas-book-review-amish-tripathi/">http://happysing.com/2011/09/the-secret-of-the-nagas-book-review-amish-tripathi/</a></div>sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-75390487097857990712011-08-18T22:29:00.000-07:002011-08-18T22:29:55.557-07:00lolita<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">The most disgusting book i have ever read is 'lolita', a novel by Vladimir Nobokov. Written and published n 1955. Reason behind reading the book was because its considered among the best in english literature.It was also featured among the Times top 100 best english novels. Before taking up this book i read quite a few reviews, and none of them gave me a preview on what was the content. Almost all of them praised the author for the different narrative style, which i too agree. What i disagree is on the content. In this book the narrator/author is obsessively in love with a 12 year old girl, now isnt that disgusting? As wikepedia says the protagonist here is an unreliable narrator, as in we cannot be sure if its a real story or not!. I cant believe that the book was not banned or stopped from publishing when Salman Rushdie's Satanic versus is banned in this age.<br />
In the book the protagonist Humbert Humbert is not only 'obsessively' in love with the small girl but gets intimate with her too, if you know what i mean. Lolita is the nick name that he puts for the little girl. He has also coined a word called Nymphet for girls in the age group of 9 and 13.<br />
Many of you would have seen the movie already made in the same name. Yet to watch it!<br />
The book itself disturbed me emotionally, cant say how the movie would.</div>sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-12565598525344880502011-08-18T07:21:00.000-07:002011-08-18T07:21:44.563-07:00anna hazare<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">So whats with our government? Has it not done enough already to paint its face black?. to tell the truth im already tired of watching news channels blaring about Mr. Anna. nothing substantial is coming out of all his fasts and ramdevs out of the world yoga poses. All these tamasha and hullabaloo is for getting the jan lokpal bill passed in the parliament right? there is no immediate change or any drastic sort of change ushered in. there are so many bills passed in this country which dont see the light of the day.the law will always exist but who implements it completely?. So does the jan lokpal committe believe that once the bill is passed, the job is done?<br />
i believe these kind of movements and drive against corruption must be for some immediate and drastic change. Just like the ones that happened in egypt.why not fast and strike against the government for punishing the people ruling this country who are such shameless buggers, immediate action against those found culprit</div>sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-23845949578879074562011-07-26T22:09:00.000-07:002011-07-26T22:09:23.746-07:00boring office :(<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">After a week long vacation, back to office. I am totally out of sync with office work ,nevertheless to say didn’t even read all the mails. I wish I could sit at home all day long and not worry about anything. It’s a blissful feeling I must admit. Last week was something close to that. But the sad part in that is I was kinda walking like an old gag who has rickets, I had boils in my knees which was paining like hell and hence the walk.</div><div class="MsoNormal">But there were days in that week too where I did some work. I learned a bit of cooking. I learned to cook sambar, cabbage curry, and other kerala dishes. I even dared to make custard for dessert. The only problem with the custard was I didn’t add enough sugar. phew!!! a dessert which is not sweet. !! </div><div class="MsoNormal">And apart from cooking I also learned that wearing a saree and maintaining it for an entire day is nothing short of a herculean task. I wonder how ladies including my mother just drape it on within minutes and walk about doing all the household and office chore with it. To tell the truth<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I felt suffocated but cannot deny the feminine feeling it imparts. I felt like a grown up. <span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></span>.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Back <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>to office, with three of my colleagues gone, doesn’t feel like the pace to be. Even the much awaited tea sessions seems not so appealing.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">Whats that feeling I had thought</div><div class="MsoNormal">Is it nausea or sleeplessness or a hunger problem</div><div class="MsoNormal">It had sent my pulses high and sweat was dripping down my brows</div><div class="MsoNormal">I asked my maids, whats this all about</div><div class="MsoNormal">They laughed at my silliness and went about their way</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Then I saw him at the far end of the garden</div><div class="MsoNormal">I had my pulses high again</div><div class="MsoNormal">I knew then I had lost my heart</div><div class="MsoNormal">To that hazel eyes vying me</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>like arrows , Piercing right through my soul </div><div class="MsoNormal">his long tresses and the curls had me winded</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">it’s a wonderous joy when you discover</div><div class="MsoNormal">that sweet surrender to your lover</div><div class="MsoNormal">Oh yes, its kinda love.</div><div class="MsoNormal">We played among the flowers and the fields</div><div class="MsoNormal">Swans were our company ,it all felt right</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">But time had come for him to leave</div><div class="MsoNormal">It was time for the harvest again,</div><div class="MsoNormal">Though it pained him, he had to go</div><div class="MsoNormal">But he promised with all his heart.</div><div class="MsoNormal">He would be back to ask for my hand</div><div class="MsoNormal">I lie here staring into empy space</div><div class="MsoNormal">Waiting for him with honour</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal">She <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>couldn’t remember what happened in the last one hour. She tried very hard, but it just wouldn’t appear in her head. She wondered loudly, ‘ I feel like I wasn’t alive the last one hour, maybe I had a blackout…’</div><div class="MsoNormal">She went on with her daily chores, washing the dishes and then the clothes, scrubbing the floor and other things. After she was finished with the daily routine, she looked at the clock, still 2 hours left for the kids to return from school. She decided to do some gardening. She didn’t have what you would call The green fingers, but she loved flowers, any flower in any shape and color, but the more intricate the design, the more she would keep looking at its beauty. She went to the garage<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and searched among the old leftover boxes and items for a spade. Something got stuck in her feet and she looked down upon and it was a <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>painting, a beautiful one. Wonderstuck as anyone would get, when you find a fresh painting in your own garage when absolutely no one paints in your home. </div><div class="MsoNormal">All of a sudden Her head started aching terribly. As usual she suspected the migraine.</div><div class="MsoNormal">She went up to her bedroom and popped in her usual tablets and lied down for a quick nap.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Her kids came back home from work apprehensively, they never knew to whom they were coming home to. Each day each person would welcome them.,sometimes lovingly and sometimes swearing. They had learned to adjust long back. They prayed it should be the one who draws. They liked<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>her more than their mom’s real self.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They were little kids in school when their family doctor revealed to them, their mother has been diagnosed with multiple personality disorder!!</div></div>sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-34475599090948166962011-06-06T23:13:00.000-07:002011-06-06T23:13:02.762-07:00photo challenge 4 - something green!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" dir="rtl" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Isnt it such a beautiful feet? well its not mine :(</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">right at the same day one of my colleagues wore a green sandal and green nail polish. It looked stunning on her.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">i had plans to put picture of some plants growing in our hostel.(pappu bhaiyyas own plants ;P) but coudnt resist uploading the below one ;)</div><div class="separator" dir="rtl" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXflrq8pdar9IX3czZpcZ26NodTfzkQKI94oNEnmHDjL-Eaxaz3YgJi3aQtiiMS6u_wCd9G8LPFfxcsL5el8gkEqYhZCU1wW4QaMc7dAjP_EClJTJB2SK1_qzIJuyl0j3my5CJ4TUS8EA/s1600/random.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXflrq8pdar9IX3czZpcZ26NodTfzkQKI94oNEnmHDjL-Eaxaz3YgJi3aQtiiMS6u_wCd9G8LPFfxcsL5el8gkEqYhZCU1wW4QaMc7dAjP_EClJTJB2SK1_qzIJuyl0j3my5CJ4TUS8EA/s400/random.jpg" width="400" /></a></div></div>sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-80736153137287930442011-06-04T23:06:00.000-07:002011-06-04T23:07:40.381-07:00photo challenge 3 - clouds !!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiegeGKrz-3mDNrOxY84gZR_G8lyZWjYelQLu8CaHVwxXh9IDekXTLE6KSTkZAB-KPHC3PcbbOEsXtrRW5ps8uNS58rVi928oqQuNv_TwgeJG_jL6vrcKo4JsYbFijPgUDOoaw8jh9L-ko/s1600/random+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiegeGKrz-3mDNrOxY84gZR_G8lyZWjYelQLu8CaHVwxXh9IDekXTLE6KSTkZAB-KPHC3PcbbOEsXtrRW5ps8uNS58rVi928oqQuNv_TwgeJG_jL6vrcKo4JsYbFijPgUDOoaw8jh9L-ko/s400/random+004.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
There was a small drizzle yesterday evening and this photo was taken just after that.. the sky was so bright and clear .</div>sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-8599779647719816672011-06-03T21:12:00.000-07:002011-06-03T21:12:24.609-07:00photo challenge 2 - what u wore today!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMrXtd_bjd8LsoaeIr_mNaZvKXTMw6pW_xkt9fs4fr9hY2kQBgbNlC0ZCLYmX0Spyj887tS3SEOWm35bXCitq0rG9V6IU22bu_mWtEw8_f-Cxlk7c81rXAizLkPn2Fchvrhpi_NtZmUpY/s1600/random+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMrXtd_bjd8LsoaeIr_mNaZvKXTMw6pW_xkt9fs4fr9hY2kQBgbNlC0ZCLYmX0Spyj887tS3SEOWm35bXCitq0rG9V6IU22bu_mWtEw8_f-Cxlk7c81rXAizLkPn2Fchvrhpi_NtZmUpY/s320/random+029.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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I look like a mouse who just saw a snake *except that mouse is smiling :)<br />
the photo was taken in a hurry, but it shows my complete attire :D</div>sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-56134916628755926342011-06-03T05:36:00.000-07:002011-06-03T05:36:07.333-07:00photo challange 1 - self portrait :)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img687.imageshack.us/img687/9651/cutie513171691.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://img687.imageshack.us/img687/9651/cutie513171691.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
</div>sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620038339856801428.post-34908035060885259652011-06-01T22:16:00.000-07:002011-06-01T22:18:15.836-07:00photo challenge<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I was getting bored with my own posts here :(<br />
Then today i came upon a post by one of the blog dosts!! see <a href="http://selfpondering.blogspot.com/2011/06/love-post-30.html?showComment=1306990890404#c4521196713646686990">here</a><br />
It looks totally interesting, a photo post everyday for a month. whoohooo... im excited!!<br />
Hope i can keep up with a post everyday.<br />
So the posts will be based on the following<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQqd9kKCKPZihhMkBGdFiHrNLBn67qZBG9F228pttX0YIKwwxYCJyNujaqZhK_5BpMoh71phMCOlrqEq3guh4yonfZ2fw2dvlRFxgvWXaUum-_BDm0A2mBf89uW4NoPsoUAdNUnQEGLMU/s1600/self-pondering.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQqd9kKCKPZihhMkBGdFiHrNLBn67qZBG9F228pttX0YIKwwxYCJyNujaqZhK_5BpMoh71phMCOlrqEq3guh4yonfZ2fw2dvlRFxgvWXaUum-_BDm0A2mBf89uW4NoPsoUAdNUnQEGLMU/s640/self-pondering.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
the themes are pretty easy, except the one on self portrait :D</div>sooryahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612614465252790541noreply@blogger.com1