Life

An entry will never justify the vastness of this small word. It holds so many beauties within itself. A new mystery enfolds every day. Thinking about the past makes one wonder what is in store for the future. It takes a turn when you least expect it. With so many colors to them. And every decision, however small brings with itself its own implications. Sometimes you doubt the existence of the eternal power above you and if he makes you take those decisions. Sometimes you realize that everything is a passing phase. You feel like everything is moving around you. People come and go, and you are stationery in the centre of it all. At any point of time, you are in some phase, it is left to you to make the best of it. And also to remember the best of it. But they say, mistakes arent to be forgotten for the whole reason of not repeating them.
ps-to be continued..

LOC

Don't want to forget what I wanted to write. So first blog from office.
i am not generally a very feminist kind of a person. But some things get on my nerves. Are girls never supposed to frank? For the fear of being mistaken?
Why do majority of men think the same? They mite be complaining the same about the gals:P
why cant they take a frank answer at the face value? Just cos you care for a friend, doesn't mean there is something more. And it is highly chauvinistic for them to think that a girl can never ask them if they are free. And they say world has progressed and all that. It is where it was long back. Guys still expect the girls to be demure and shy. they always want their wives to be this pucca villager kind of gal, when the same could never be expected out of them. Is this what they call a fair world? Where is it being fair to the fairer sex?

Birthday!

Birthdays always have been a very dear thing to me. And sometimes I do think I associate a lot of importance on that one day. remembering birthday was always a sign of the fact that the other person cared for you enough to remember your day! Something which sounds crazy now, but dint seems so, two years back. Now, it looks like a scary scale of measurement of ones' love towards you. And gifts, rather the cost of them, aren't essentially the only way to show it. Its always the thought behind them. A small token could get more appreciation than an expensive branded something. And the worst, when you feel the gift is a return for some favor you have done before.
All this prologue for nothing. Birthday went on great, me feeling very very important in the office. A little shy too, which doesn't happen too often. A few mood swings here and there, but all in all a memorable one.

Sore loser??

When does one be called a sore loser? Does showing anger at the pre-match arrangements after the match also a sign of it? One doesn't consider much about it if there is a confidence of winning even after being aware of the arrangements. But when it results in unfavorable result, one tends to blame the situation. Writing always takes the anger out of you. Now, it seems like it went the right way. Maybe the reason for it to happen is still not fine with me. Been following for a while now. 22 years is quite a while, I should say. First weapon was withdrawal, which did more harm than good. No good at all, rather. Second was the 'you cant beat them, join them'. Not sure if i follwed that. In a bad mood, feeling so.

The gentleman's game??

The lady is blogging on the man's arena, that too a gentle ones'. If recent matches were anything to go by, it wouldn't be a fitting description. The question comes if sledging showcases one's weakness or the complacence? It has always been taken as a right by the Aussies. It starts from the inauguration ceremony where the skipper makes it a point to tell how their's a better team and the weakness in the opposition. The battle is sometimes half won there. The right strings are pulled to aggravate the player on the field. Once in a while, the player gives it back(I am not going to support the act of Bhajji but then it was asked for). The culprit is the one who provokes the comments and not the one falls for it. The new 'young' Indian team represent the new India, not believing in staying silent, just because that worked some 60 years back. As Tharoor rightly says, this breed represents the new generations' thoughts- Give it back when you don't deserve the flak. Words are mine, but thats the feeling. I am doing what the media are accused of. This comment was made when Dravid hadn't put a follow on when possible and taken a psychological edge on the Aussies. This article isn't to bash the decision or stand by the new team composition. I still feel that the team should have comprised of some seniors(without being partial to Dravid alone). And when you give poor form in one match as a reason to keep someone out, shouldn't a poor series keep the player out too, eventhough the player is God?

trust

Why should i trust someone and expect from them? What is worse, your trust getting broken or understanding the fact that the person doesnt trust you enough. Both are bad. When your trust is broken, your world shatters and decide never to trust anyone again. But resolutions, like promises are meant to be broken. You trust a person and have no qualms about sharing things and realise one day that level of comfort is not shared by the other person. In the first case, you shed tears if there are any left in the quietness of anonymity. In the case of latter, you write a blog:D. You wonder whether it was the over enthu character which bullied the other person to give company but never get you to the level. Is it the first time, no ways!:P Will it happen again? in all probability. Quite a change in the mood from the first line of the blog till here. Guess wanderer suits me after all! But why the blogs all in a sad tone when i am more known for the roaring sea rather than the flowing river laughter? Its easy to share the joy than the thousand thoughts which swim across when in reverie. And one hardly thinks when in joy. It is taken for granted. And the analysis mode is reached when you want to think what went wrong. :P

The confussed mind!

What is the path when there is a confusion in our mind? When you yourself don't know what you are thinking about? And don't know what you should wish for since you don't know the right way to go. They say things happen for good. Is that true? What has happened now might have been for the good, but why did the situation leading to this ever happen? Surely it cant be for the good. Unless going through pain makes one strong, but is that a valid enough reason for everything to happen? And about learning a lesson from the whole thing, it doesn't happen that way. You end to go the same way again and again. And continue until you have reached your destination So why is that some people are partial in that, they reach there in their first attempt while others flunk? Is this a fair world???????????