Saturday, November 20, 2004

Thanks for the flowers

It’s rare for someone to give flowers without there having been an occasion and I must admit I was very pleasantly surprised and flattered. Especially from someone as strange and as furthest to being human as you. But I necessarily don’t admire flowers unless in their natural habitat. I strongly disapprove of giving flowers as gifts. It is such a disaster. Flowers do not help the sick get better any faster. Red roses are not symbol of love coz they fade away like every other flower. Why do people do just what everybody else does? If you want to give gifts, give things that will be useful or memorable to people. Please save the pretty flowers. (Well I guess you can say the same thing about chocolates as well but at least they taste good and give energy). Books could be far better (forget about the e-age and all that). And for wrapping – Be Creative - try using coconut husk, orange peeling, cloth or simply don’t gift wrap. Avoid plastic & polythene and save paper. Ok if I sound bossy that’s not what I intend to be doing. And I think it’s kinda stupid to celebrate birthdays. Is it an achievement or a festival or just an excuse to party? I really don’t see the point.

Anyway thanks for the flowers. They make the things around them look cute. And besides that, they remind me of you… but I hope the memories will not wilt away and disappear into nothingness along with them.

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

To be or not to be...

I don’t understand this silly world

I don’t understand a thing
I don’t want to understand it
But I can’t help trying to understand
This whole messy affair

No one understands my point of view

Am I to be straightforward and direct with people?
Or am to fake a smile and praise them and pretend that everything is alright?
By being genuine and honest no one loses but myself
But if I don’t call a spade a "spade" I feel like a cheat

I’m lost about what to do…
I don’t understand this silly world…

A thought not worth pondering upon...

I don’t know how such simple things can get so complicated. It’s not me to be doing this or saying this or even thinking this. This world is made up of little wonders often too trivial to be noticed by the human eye.

It’s just too bad
Too many children whose voices are never heard
Those that were never wanted.
We sit at our meals
And think of
Setting up colonies in mars
And PCs in pencils
And what more, it hurts to imagine
Whither the beautiful world?
somethings taking over our minds
and before late...
there'd be nothing left...

Wednesday, November 03, 2004

A kind word... A long way!

Thought I will share something that I read a few months ago.

As I recall, there’s this guy who’s taking a taxi ride with his wife. And oh… There is also the taxi driver. I imagine a cold gloomy morning in a city somewhere in the West. So, as husbands and wife usually do, after about ten year into marriage; there was hardly any conversation that morning.
The taxi stops at their destination. The guy – or shall we say ‘man’ rather - gets off and takes out his pay.
Man: (while paying him says…) There you go. You are a good driver. Keep up the good work! Good day!
Taxi driver: why say that?
Man: You were patient at the traffic lights and careful at the turns. Conscious about the pedestrians and thrifty about time. You certainly deserve some appreciation for that young man
Taxi driver: (Grins in surprise) Thank You Sir!
Wife: Why did you have to do that?
Man: do what?
Wife: praise him so much?
Man: To him, that would have meant much more than the pay. I’ve made his day and he’s going to be nice to the next passenger. And may be that passenger would in turn brighten up someone else’s days. Also he’s going to keep up the good driving.

Do you see how long a few kind words could go? We always complain if there’s a mistake or something’s wrong but we never spare a few minutes or a few kind words of appreciation to someone who’s been good or working hard at their job. I think we should change our culture a little bit and be nice to people around us. There’s so much that one person can do alone. It is also important to understand that polite words and admiration must also be practised at homes with our families and loved ones as much as on the streets and at our work places.

Tuesday, November 02, 2004

My observation on bloggers

Ara: Looks like a boring person but the blogs show a different side of him.

Pax: Doesn’t give you the impression of a very dress conscious person but it seems like he is. He always has something to say about clothes

Sloth: Met him today for the first time. Was actually expecting a big fat tall huge guy for some reason but he turned out to be pretty… slothy.

Gumz: why is the next word that comes to my mind. Reading the blogs will certainly not leave you at the same point where you started!

Bruphon: Don’t strain yourself so much to find something to blog about. How come you manage to be so cool (as in lazy) while being heavily loaded?

s4ge: very interesting to read provided readers have very high analytical skills. Likes stuff to do with words, letters and numbers.

Rey: Died somewhere down the line. Nothing interesting to blog about I guess

Prabu: Purpose of blogging - to get a gmail account

Hasitha: same as above!

Charnd: Butterfly earrings are the next things that come to my mind.

Dogfight: still to check out this person. Hope he won’t bight!

Harendra: the typical life of undergrad

Afra: Where are you? Get that project done fast!!!

Immygirl: why are you wasting that space on the www? (Don’t mean to be rude)

Superman: Take a dose of spinach. You look very weak these days. Is it the project or…?

Rifkhan: Silent blogger... Very difficult to think of a description. This is not an insult by any means!

Piumie: Uses blogging as a means of getting rid of anger

serviceunavailable: Total expression of anger and agony to the max! Please cool down... try!

Cliffhanging: Think he managed to finally fall off!

Goinggetstough: read this one a couple of times but don’t recall the personality that I saw behind it.

Taproottree: Give yourself a break! Things dont always stay bad....