1. how to see invisible friends on gmail chat applet?
2. how to make cricket more fun by merging some part of playing cards to it?
3. concept of craze management
4. counting 100 on fingers and hoping you can speed up calculations with it
5. calculating bike's mileage by knowing the kms reading when bike hit "Reserve" mark
6. how to empower sellers through software and networking
7. how to kill Italian pasta with Indian Bhuna masala and ghee?
8. emphasizing the importance of social networking
9. thinking about "living" as balance between life (external) and desires (internal)
10. believing everything is influenced by External and Internal factors
11. joining a social cause to make life more complete
Friday, September 25, 2009
its only words!!
believe me, I have already killed a zillion brilliant ideas thinking i would write something about them. but then sometimes, I am much worse to myself and my ideas than i am to others. so, this murder of ideas and repentence is very well expected.
i actually pen my thoughts for myself. writing releases some intoxicant for my body. the flow of words can sometimes take me for a ride. if i find someone to bear sharing my ideas, i am happy telling about them. but writing thus make them immortal and i need not perform a monologue for different people.
words, carefuly selected and ordered give just the right kind of effect to what one wants to say. works best if one wishes to satire or belittle others. then there is no need to fight it out physically. you can kill someone with words. the words spoken by Rupa Ganguly in Sach ka Saamna drove a depressed lady to suicide.
jaswant singh, former BJP leader recently said while reacting against advani..."advani ki mehetvakanksha unke vivek ko khatm kar rahi hai".
for my dear Indian readers, if at all someone would happen to read this, i must translate this sentence from Matrbhasha Hindi to Vishwabhasha English. Not just India, Indians are getting global at faster pace... even faster than GDP growth rate... but then shouldn't GDP should also grow at faster rate.... we must think about that but someother time .
hey hey.. back to the SOLLLIDD STATEMENT...
English translation " Advani's ambition is over-powering his discretion."
In terms of words and effect and impact.. the statement is solid.
say one line and you dont need to say another single word. these politicians are very loud and sharp and harsh when it comes to fighting for the chair or seat in the elections, when they want to show other leader down, when they are hurt by the dictatorship of party leaders. many politicians who are beginning their career in politics come out with blockbuster statements against senior leaders to gain public mileage
(is there something like this.. public mileage).. let it be.. i know meaning is in context here.. a single word here or there is ok.. i can never be as accomplished as the politicians in india.
in any case, if speaking loud and harsh in public media increases the recall of political leaders, should not they speak against Pakistan. our country might benefit from it, and the leader surely, surely would gain unequivocal support of emotional, sentimental Indian masses.
many times, politicians only speak for the sake of speaking. just like i am doing here.. writing only for the sake of writing...
if i continue doing this, soon people would start a campaign to "Save Web Paper". Web Paper would be a global movement against bakwas bloggers like me, initiated by irated readers who would wish to save themselves from the overflowing senseless text on web. See, the extent to which i can irk people. they will conceptualize virtual entity web paper, will go further to save web paper.. and might even ask to plant more web trees. What are web trees now... the web trees will be websites that promote 'green-er' initiatives... grrrrrrrrrr...
i actually pen my thoughts for myself. writing releases some intoxicant for my body. the flow of words can sometimes take me for a ride. if i find someone to bear sharing my ideas, i am happy telling about them. but writing thus make them immortal and i need not perform a monologue for different people.
words, carefuly selected and ordered give just the right kind of effect to what one wants to say. works best if one wishes to satire or belittle others. then there is no need to fight it out physically. you can kill someone with words. the words spoken by Rupa Ganguly in Sach ka Saamna drove a depressed lady to suicide.
jaswant singh, former BJP leader recently said while reacting against advani..."advani ki mehetvakanksha unke vivek ko khatm kar rahi hai".
for my dear Indian readers, if at all someone would happen to read this, i must translate this sentence from Matrbhasha Hindi to Vishwabhasha English. Not just India, Indians are getting global at faster pace... even faster than GDP growth rate... but then shouldn't GDP should also grow at faster rate.... we must think about that but someother time .
hey hey.. back to the SOLLLIDD STATEMENT...
English translation " Advani's ambition is over-powering his discretion."
In terms of words and effect and impact.. the statement is solid.
say one line and you dont need to say another single word. these politicians are very loud and sharp and harsh when it comes to fighting for the chair or seat in the elections, when they want to show other leader down, when they are hurt by the dictatorship of party leaders. many politicians who are beginning their career in politics come out with blockbuster statements against senior leaders to gain public mileage
(is there something like this.. public mileage).. let it be.. i know meaning is in context here.. a single word here or there is ok.. i can never be as accomplished as the politicians in india.
in any case, if speaking loud and harsh in public media increases the recall of political leaders, should not they speak against Pakistan. our country might benefit from it, and the leader surely, surely would gain unequivocal support of emotional, sentimental Indian masses.
many times, politicians only speak for the sake of speaking. just like i am doing here.. writing only for the sake of writing...
if i continue doing this, soon people would start a campaign to "Save Web Paper". Web Paper would be a global movement against bakwas bloggers like me, initiated by irated readers who would wish to save themselves from the overflowing senseless text on web. See, the extent to which i can irk people. they will conceptualize virtual entity web paper, will go further to save web paper.. and might even ask to plant more web trees. What are web trees now... the web trees will be websites that promote 'green-er' initiatives... grrrrrrrrrr...
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Testing Windows Live Writer
This tool is supposed to help me write my blog like I am writing originally on the blog page.
Earlier, I used to write in MS Word and copy text back to the blog.
It has easy links to
- Insert hyperlink
- Insert picture (i have tested this above)
- Insert table
- Insert map
- Insert tags
- Insert video
- Adding plug-in
- Using bullet marking etc etc
However, I can not add tags/labels to the matter in the blog using Live writer. For this, I logged in to my blog page and had to edit post. Something for Live writer to add. This tool can certainly ease blogging just if I could write more consistently. Lets see..
Edited Post - After my initial testing, if that can called as such.. and posting my thoughts as above, I promptly received a feedback from Joe Cheng. Joe is a software developer at Microsoft on the Windows Live Writer team. (Joe Cheng's blog) I jumped in to try "set categories". It is remarkably easy to use this feature... as I simply had to type the tags or categories or labels in a box. If the tag was already there in the list, it checked the box against it and if it was new, it added the new one to the list. Pretty easy!!..
Thursday, November 27, 2008
DEPARTURE
that day of departure,
from your life, your love
still pains in my heart
whenever those memories reappear
I was so brave
said, “ I don’t need you”
you were even better
you reacted as if it didn’t matter
my hands wanted to touch you
for the last time
once, just once
to wipe the tears
only if they were
to roll down your
beautiful face,
your grace;
was not to be maligned
at that moment
and the tear din't come out
proving it to be your friend
and so my hand
left in the air
motionless!
I was frozen
motionless!
eyes filled with despair
and remorse and a desire
to be near
wished to tell you
“I need you”
“you are mine”
“you are my sunshine”
my heart choked
with the fear of losing you
what would be left with me
without you
I should break-down
like a kid;
I should cry
my ego held me back
real men don’t cry
moved on, as we, saying;
“got to keep up with the world”;
smiled at each other
wishing it would lessen our pain
you turned away, then I
so against our will
to take on this mean life
alone…..
my steps were heavy yet quick
running away from you
searching for a corner
to move out of your sight
for a shoulder
on the life’s street
just then
two tears saw the day light
one
in my eyes.
from your life, your love
still pains in my heart
whenever those memories reappear
I was so brave
said, “ I don’t need you”
you were even better
you reacted as if it didn’t matter
my hands wanted to touch you
for the last time
once, just once
to wipe the tears
only if they were
to roll down your
beautiful face,
your grace;
was not to be maligned
at that moment
and the tear din't come out
proving it to be your friend
and so my hand
left in the air
motionless!
I was frozen
motionless!
eyes filled with despair
and remorse and a desire
to be near
wished to tell you
“I need you”
“you are mine”
“you are my sunshine”
my heart choked
with the fear of losing you
what would be left with me
without you
I should break-down
like a kid;
I should cry
my ego held me back
real men don’t cry
moved on, as we, saying;
“got to keep up with the world”;
smiled at each other
wishing it would lessen our pain
you turned away, then I
so against our will
to take on this mean life
alone…..
my steps were heavy yet quick
running away from you
searching for a corner
to move out of your sight
for a shoulder
on the life’s street
just then
two tears saw the day light
one
in my eyes.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
if you were close
darker the night goes
as freezing wind blows
it makes me feel lonely
wishing if you were close
I couldn't help falling in love
signs were sent from sky above
elements made me incomplete without you
leaving me craving if you were close
we would've sat hand in hand
we would've talked 'bout distant land
land nurturing our love-rose
only if you were close
I love you with a true heart
a matter of moments that we are apart
now I have strength to propose
only if you were close
as freezing wind blows
it makes me feel lonely
wishing if you were close
I couldn't help falling in love
signs were sent from sky above
elements made me incomplete without you
leaving me craving if you were close
we would've sat hand in hand
we would've talked 'bout distant land
land nurturing our love-rose
only if you were close
I love you with a true heart
a matter of moments that we are apart
now I have strength to propose
only if you were close
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
JUST ANOTHER GIRL
why is it so you are not just another girl to me
why is it so you are dearest to me
why is it so I find myself in you
why is it so I want no one after you
why am I not bothered when you are dressed badly
why do I always feel proud when you look gorgeous
why do I always feel being around you is best I can do
why do I always want to listen to you
how have I developed interest in skin and chemistry
how happy I feel when you ‘top’ the university
how much do I pray you are never alone
how much do I fear you will be gone
why do I seek your presence in my moments of loneliness
why do I wish you were near in my moments of happiness
why do I always want to express something to you
why can’t I tell how much I love you
why do I feel you were with me when it rains
why do I feel you were with me when it pains
why do I wish you were the only one I wished for
why do I believe you are the only one I wish for
why do I want to run up to you and hold you in my arms
why do I want to hear your heart beat faster when we dance
why do I want to see you sleep peacefully
why do I wish you are always happy
why is it so that I find ways to talk to you
why is it so that I cant find anyone like you
why is it so you are not just another girl to me
why is it so you have become so important to me
why do I wish to see you in my rear view mirror
why do I want to take you far from here
why do I want to hold your hand
why do I try to keep holding sand
why is the journey meaningless when you are not with me
why is it so you are not just another girl to me
why is it so you are dearest to me
why is it so I find myself in you
why is it so I want no one after you
why am I not bothered when you are dressed badly
why do I always feel proud when you look gorgeous
why do I always feel being around you is best I can do
why do I always want to listen to you
how have I developed interest in skin and chemistry
how happy I feel when you ‘top’ the university
how much do I pray you are never alone
how much do I fear you will be gone
why do I seek your presence in my moments of loneliness
why do I wish you were near in my moments of happiness
why do I always want to express something to you
why can’t I tell how much I love you
why do I feel you were with me when it rains
why do I feel you were with me when it pains
why do I wish you were the only one I wished for
why do I believe you are the only one I wish for
why do I want to run up to you and hold you in my arms
why do I want to hear your heart beat faster when we dance
why do I want to see you sleep peacefully
why do I wish you are always happy
why is it so that I find ways to talk to you
why is it so that I cant find anyone like you
why is it so you are not just another girl to me
why is it so you have become so important to me
why do I wish to see you in my rear view mirror
why do I want to take you far from here
why do I want to hold your hand
why do I try to keep holding sand
why is the journey meaningless when you are not with me
why is it so you are not just another girl to me
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Bloom with the Spring!!
Yes, I have...(you may hold your hand close to your ears to yell .. Naahhhiiiii) dared to write few poems. Sometimes to express myself, sometimes to make someone feel happy, sometimes to remember how beautiful moon can appear when you see night sky lit with stars, spread over a small township in the valley, which imitates the sky above with the light of numerous bulbs escaping from the closely huddled houses.
This picture was painted when we were looking at Solan from the road while returning from Shimla. I was one amongst few lucky people in the bus perched on window seat measuring the depth of valleys at every turn.
About this particular poem, it was written when I had to gather strength for myself. It is the weakness of human relations that makes us work hard to sustain them. Sometimes the work works (for lucky people), sometimes it does not.
BLOOM WITH THE SPRING!!
I AM BORN AGAIN
though I never died
there was a storm inside
with no place to hide
running away from myself
towards none, no solace
for my aching heart
determination got in control
few sweet words, little rock'n'roll
brought my senses close,
I chose
to find a new road,
to reform my destiny
like passengers greet
and share moments of happiness
to overcome their lonliness
to while away the journey
I met everyone who crossed my way
that stranger was the keystone
a foundation
fort to build upon
but the life was mean
accomodating only the
most keen
destination is the end of it all
caravan has to move on
in search of spring
to nourish my thirsty soul
strangers may be special,
desires apparently unreal,
aim being success,
life continues to stay restless
here is my life;
re-energised,
with all new goals
and a new design
for a spacious new fort
for me
This picture was painted when we were looking at Solan from the road while returning from Shimla. I was one amongst few lucky people in the bus perched on window seat measuring the depth of valleys at every turn.
About this particular poem, it was written when I had to gather strength for myself. It is the weakness of human relations that makes us work hard to sustain them. Sometimes the work works (for lucky people), sometimes it does not.
BLOOM WITH THE SPRING!!
I AM BORN AGAIN
though I never died
there was a storm inside
with no place to hide
running away from myself
towards none, no solace
for my aching heart
determination got in control
few sweet words, little rock'n'roll
brought my senses close,
I chose
to find a new road,
to reform my destiny
like passengers greet
and share moments of happiness
to overcome their lonliness
to while away the journey
I met everyone who crossed my way
that stranger was the keystone
a foundation
fort to build upon
but the life was mean
accomodating only the
most keen
destination is the end of it all
caravan has to move on
in search of spring
to nourish my thirsty soul
strangers may be special,
desires apparently unreal,
aim being success,
life continues to stay restless
here is my life;
re-energised,
with all new goals
and a new design
for a spacious new fort
for me
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