It's funny...

Its funny how people come together for sometime and then move away again, like beams of light, which glow and grow bright and then wane away, or maybe like fireflies, little spots of light, which come on and blink by.

Sometimes the small things they do make so much of a difference to our mental health and sometimes time may pass us by and we may not even talk and it wouldn’t really be great shakes.

Situations and feelings change sometimes without our realizing it, and sometimes we might want them to change but they still keep haunting us.

Just makes me wonder sometimes…

small realisations

An issue/problem is as big as the importance you give it.

Simultaneously, any person has the ability to affect you, proportionately to the power you give to that person.

Is education a way of enforcing similar thought processes in a mass of individuals?

Is self-education a better prospect?

How much of what we think is what is told to us and how much is our own understanding and acceptance of the situation?

lamenting the fact that we have internet explorer

i so very much hate internet explorer...!

nothing ever seems to open up completely on it...
the most common refrain it echoes out is....

"done..but with errors on page"
i rue the day Bill Gates thought he had come up with a fool proof..bug free edition..! btw..why am i even lamenting this fact..! its known that without doing so...he would never have made the huge mountian of dough (read moolah...money..lots of loot) he has made...

wish I had come up with the idea..and knew some coding to get down n do it..!!heheh..

so i do the intelligent thing and pound away on mozilla whenever i can...

here's to grey matter finally winning over..!!

not so technologically handicapped as thought to be

Wonder of wonders..! I managed to put in a blogroll(read a link to the blogs i like)..on my own...! Yoo hoo...!!! ( ok...with some teeny weeny help...was directed to where I should go to do it.....hehhe)

I have been wondering how to do this for ages..( think the main problem was that internet explorer sucks and doesn't display all the links )
I even mailed some completely unknown person to ask how to do it...though they never got back to me...

Just makes u think how distrustful as a race we humans are...what harm does a lillte reply to a mail does?...

but anyways....here we are. Have one link up...now just need to go out there and read tons of blogs..like few of them and put them up here....

so till then...here's to good reads..and what not..!!

granting sam's wish

sam
sam
sam
sam...

eh..will that do??

sometimes i wonder...

Sometimes i wonder,if someone in the future will ever care to know about me or care about me. If i will ever become that famous or do such important work which people will remember me by.Frankly speaking other than my family no one else cares about me, and i am completely expendable in the overall scheme of things. I have not touched even one extra persons life, physically, mentally or emotionally. I would like to do something to change that.

Help out socially in some way that i do not feel my life has been a total waste. Explore new horizons of experiences, learn to trust my heart and my soul with people, and be willing to share myself. Though sometimes i feel that more people you meet and the more you share, the more bits and pieces of you are taken away from you, though inversely i too would be doing the same, taking away little bits and pieces of them with me, taking in their ideas, adapting mine, looking at things differently. So, though my theory doesn't hold strong completely, it does mean that i need to share and this fact scares the shit out of me. I feel that i will lose the essence of my self and the things i believe in.

But, is my self so weak that it cant learn and accept new ideas, thoughts and feelings?

Superficial, shallow, flightly, inexpressive, closed, selfish, aloof, discontented, moody, temperamental, unemotional, over analytical,cold, fixed, stubborn, rude,..would you say that defines me...?

21/01/07

excerpts from my notes....

Some days are good days. Friends come down, work goes well, the weather holds, and all's well with life. Today was one of those days. Am sitting here at bandstand, with the wind blowing in my hair, sending chills up my body, drinking it all in-the sea, the people, my thoughts for company. I wish there wud b more days like this. Days you feel grateful for, which make you feel alive, that everything is all right with your world. Days, which you pray may never end, and if bad times do come, some such days are always thrown in, to show some light in my life

21/01/07