Monday, August 20, 2007

My Compendiums

- a sweet movie, appealing dialogues
- lines worth remembering, from books I read
- some big time bullshit I dole out to people
- something with which I bore her immensely!
- another of those things matching with weird philosophies of mine!
- lyrics of good songs I come across
- comic strips I read!
- someone's posts which I want to read over n over again
- oh and people's comments from here 'n there too
- nostalgia - stories from back home, school days, college days & courting her!
- something I want to share with my frnds, kids, myself, years later
- appealing forwarded mail (no crap, jokes, etc.)
- a good article, someone's post, amazing news, something funny I come across net and dont wanna lose.

I am gonna collect all arbitrary stuff here (mostly text), mostly not mine but borrowed stuff; my personal writings or thoughts would be on my main blog only.

Njoi :-)

PS: as before, publishing this one in future date so as to keep at top!

Sunday, August 13, 2006

Sabka Katega

Another gawd one by bodhitree (see them here & here)
Get the download links from their blog or mail me.


What brought us together
might remain unspoken,
What held us together
might be worn off and broken.

Even if your way was different
as I felt was mine,
Now I want our paths to cross
waiting for my time.

Din kate na raat kate na subah kate na shaam
Dhoop kate na chaav kate na gum kate na jaam

Dekho sabka katega
sabka katega ram
yunhi kat-ta rahega
sabka katega ram.

Teri yaadoon mein ? rayen bitai thi
meri aankhon mein phir se aas bhar aayi thi
Shakhoon se phool tute rahoon mein jiske
Dil dooba num hua pyar mein uske
Pyar ghate na yaad bhade yeh yaad badhe har saans
Pyas mein teri jaane kitne kaat chuka mein jaam.

Dekho sabka katega
sabka katega ram
Yunhi kat-ta rahega
sabka katega ram.

Phir se subah hogi kabhi to tere dar par
Phir se tere mann mein hum rahe har pal.
Phir se subah hogi kabhi to tere dar par
Phir se tere mann mein hum rahe har pal.

Kya hua jo jhoot kaha ke mujhe na tumse pyar
Maan bhi jao kat jayega pyar mein jeevan yaar.
Jaise sabka katega
sabka katega yaar
Yunhi kat-ta rahega
sabka katega yaarr.
sabka katega yaaarrr.....

Thursday, July 13, 2006


This is not mine. I took this discussion from some music forum on net (which I forgot). Googled it just now and could find only one site showing up that analysis.

The Wall (1979) has been the best album by Pink Floyd till date! The song titled "Mother" goes as below (I have highlighted the relevant part, his mother's part!) :

Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb?
Mother do you think they'll like this song?
Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls?
Ooooh Mother should I build the wall?
Mother should I run for president?
Mother should I trust the government?
Mother will they put me in the firing line?
Ooooo Is it just a waste of time?

Hush now baby, baby, don't you cry.
Mother's gonna make all your nightmares come true.
Mother's gonna put all her fears into you.
Mother's gonna keep you right here under her wing.
She won't let you fly, but she might let you sing.
Mama will keep baby cozy and warm.
Ooooh baby ooooh baby oooooh baby,
Of course mama's gonna help build the wall.

Mother do you think she's good enough -- for me?
Mother do you think she's dangerous -- to me?
Mother will she tear your little boy apart?
Mother will she break my heart?

Hush now baby, baby don't you cry.
Mama's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you.
Mama won't let anyone dirty get through.
Mama's gonna wait up until you get in.
Mama will always find out where you've been.
Mama's gonna keep baby healthy and clean.
Ooooh baby oooh baby oooh baby,
You'll always be baby to me.

Mother, did it need to be so high?


Stupendous analysis from net of this song:

"Mother" is a song in which young Pink expresses his concerns to his overprotective mother. The music-box sound in the movie, makes the song sound more childlike and innocent, which goes great when juxtaposed with the mother's cynical voice. The song opens up with Pink's concerns of war, rooted with his father's death. He then wonders if "they", (meaning society, his peers, the world) will like his song or try to break him down. Now he asks his mother if he should build a wall...his mother's haunting answer can be found later. Pink questions whether he should run for president when he is older, but this does not literally mean president to me. It is there to show that Pink has dreams and hopes.

In the album version, Pink asks "Is it just a waste of time?" with "it" referring to life.

At this point, Pink's mother begins to sing. In her verses, we learn that she is EXTREMELY overprotective of her child, but she has good reason to be. She has lost her husband to war and she doesn't want her "baby blue" to be injured. She is almost portrayed as being psychotic to me, "Mama's gonna make all of your nightmares come true, Mama's gonna put all of her fears into you." Unwittingly, Pink's mother is forcing all of her fears and beliefs onto her son while thinking she is helping him by protecting him from the world.

This also shows a psychological theory known as Behaviorism. A person learns to fear by observing others. In this case, Pink becomes fragile and despondent mainly as a result of observing his mother this way. This also supports the Psychodynamic theory (Sigmund Freud). The mother is using an ego-defense mechanism (projection) to protect herself from the pain. Unwittingly, she is projecting these fears onto her son. It can also be argued that she is using the defense of overcompensation, she is trying to cover her weaknesses by being extremely protective and maternal to Pink.

Here, we get the answer to the question Pink asked his mother earlier...The answer is "Of course Mama's gonna help build a wall." She helps build the wall by encouraging him to build, trying to keep him far away from reality. Also, she helps build it unknowingly because she is one of the bricks in Pink's life.

In his second verse, Pink is older than in the first verse. Here, he is either dating or possibly married. His questions concern the girl he is with; he asks his mother whether his girlfriend(wife?) is good enough for him, whether she is dangerous to him, whether she will dominate him, or will she break his heart. In her second verse, Mother answers Pink's concerns, "Mama's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you", and that she won't letting anyone "dirty" get to him, that she will always wait up for him at night, and that she will find out where he has been. Her next line shows that no matter what, Pink will always be "Baby Blue" to her; in her eyes he will always remain a child, needing the attention and care and protection that a child needs. "You'll always be baby to me."

Pink's last line is a bit of a mystery: "Mother did it need to be so high?". If "it" represents life, as it did earlier when Pink said "Is it just a waste of time?" then this line might be a question as to why life had to be so distorted, so drugged up. Another interpretation of the last line is that the "it" is referring to Pink's ever-expanding wall. As Raven stated: "It was almost finished by the time he left home (i.e. his mother) and he says 'Mother, I know I needed a wall, but did it have to be so high that I can't get back out if I need to?'"

Personally, I agree with Raven's interpretation. At the end of "Mother" there is a phone conversation. Pink, touring in America, tries to contact his wife in England, but little does he know that his wife has hooked up with another guy. When the operator calls Pink's house, the other man answers and when learning Pink is trying to get in touch with his wife, he hangs up. The operator tries again but the man hangs up again. Now, Pink realizes that there is another man in his wife's life. This realization is the basis for "Empty Spaces". An interesting tid-bit is that this phone conversation really happened. Roger Waters was the United States (touring, I believe) and called England in the middle of a concert. The person he was calling was in on the whole "joke", however the operator thought this was a real phone call and therefore tried her best to patch Waters through to his "wife".

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Indian Software Engineer in US

The post belongs to Nostalgia and original one is here.

A Bitter Reality As the dream of most parents I had acquired a degree in Software Engineer and joined a company based in USA, the land of braves and opportunity. When I arrived in the USA, it was as if a dream had come true.

Here at last I was in the place where I want to be. I decided I would be staying in this country for about Five years in which time I would have earned enough money to settle down in India.

My father was a government employee and after his retirement, the only asset he could acquire was a decent one bedroom flat.

I wanted to do some thing more than him. I started feeling homesick and lonely as the time passed. I used to call home and speak to my parents every week using cheap international phone cards. Two years passed, two years of Burgers at McDonald's and pizzas and discos and 2 years watching the foreign exchange rate getting happy whenever the Rupee value went down.

Finally I decided to get married. Told my parents that I have only 10 days of holidays and everything must be done within these 10 days. I got my ticket booked in the cheapest flight. Was jubilant and was actually enjoying hopping for gifts for all my friends back home. If I miss anyone then there will be talks. After reaching home I spent home one week going through all the photographs of girls and as the time was getting shorter I was forced to select one candidate.

In-laws told me,to my surprise, that I would have to get married in 2-3 days, as I will not get anymore holidays. After the marriage, it was time to return to USA, after giving some money to my parents and telling the neighbors to look after them, we returned to USA.

My wife enjoyed this country for about two months and then she started feeling lonely. The frequency of calling Indiaincreased to twice in a week sometimes 3 times a week. Our savings started diminishing. After two more years we started to have kids. Two lovely kids, a boy and a girl, were gifted to us by the almighty. Every time I spoke to my parents, they asked me to come to Indiaso that they can see their grand-children.

Every year I decide to go to India. But part work part monetary conditions prevented it. Years went by and visiting Indiawas a distant dream. Then suddenly one day I got a message that my parents were seriously sick. I tried but I couldn't get any holidays and thus could not go to India. The next message I got was my parents had passed away and as there was no one to do the last rights the society members had done whatever they could. I was depressed. My parents had passed away without seeing their grand children.

After couple more years passed away, much to my children's dislike and my wife's joy we returned to Indiato settle down. I started to look for a suitable property, but to my dismay my savings were short and the property prices had gone up during all these years. I had to return to the USA.

My wife refused to come back with me and my children refused to stay in India. My 2 children and I returned to USAafter promising my wife I would be back for good after two years.

Time passed by, my daughter decided to get married to an American and my son was happy living in USA. I decided that had enough and wound-up every thing and returned to India. I had just enough money to buy a decent 02 bedroom flat in a well-developed locality.

Now I am 60 years old and the only time I go out of the flat is for the routine visit to the nearby temple. My faithful wife has also left me and gone to the holy abode.

Sometimes I wondered was it worth all this? My father, even after staying in India, had a house to his name and I too have the same nothing more. I lost my parents and children for just ONE EXTRA BEDROOM .

Looking out from the window I see a lot of children dancing. This damned cable TV has spoiled our new generation and these children are losing their values and culture because of it. I get occasional cards from my children asking I am alright. Well at least they remember me.

Now perhaps after I die it will be the neighbors again who will be performing my last rights, God Bless them. But the question still remains 'was all this worth it?'

I am still searching for an answer................!!!!

Thursday, June 08, 2006

Gone are the days when


* The school reopened in June,
* And we settled in our new desks and benches.
* When we queued up in book depot, And got our new books and notes.
* When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet managed to line up daily
for the morning prayers.
* We learnt writing with slates and pencils, and Progressed To fountain
pens and ball pens and then Micro tips.
* We began drawing with crayons and evolved to Color pencils and finally
sketch pens.
* We started calculating first with tables and then with Clarke's tables
and advanced to calculators and computers.
* When we chased one another in the corridors in Intervals, and returned
to the classrooms drenched in sweat.
* When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors, Playgrounds, under the
trees and even in cycle sheds.
* When all the colors in the world, decorated the campus on the second
* When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table, was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons.
* When cricket was played with writing pads as bats, and Neckties and socks rolled into balls.
* When few played "kabbadi" and "Kho-Kho" in scorching sun, while others simply played "book cricket" in the Confines of classroom.
* Of fights but no conspiracies,
* Of Competitions but seldom jealousy.
* When we used to watch Live Cricket telecast, in the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks.
* When few rushed at 3:45 to "Conquer" window seats in our School bus.
* While few others had "Big Fun", "peppermint", "kulfi", " milk ice !"
and "sharbat !" at 4o Clock.

* Gone are the days Of Sports Day, and the annual School Day , And the one-month long preparations for them.
* Gone are the days Of the stressful Quarterly, Half Yearly and Annual Exams, And the most enjoyed holidays after them; Of tenth and twelfth standards, when we spent almost the whole year writing revision tests.

We learnt, we enjoyed, we played, we won, we lost,
We laughed, we cried, we fought, we thought.
With so much fun in them, so many friends, So much experience, all this
and more.

* Gone are the days when we used to talk for hours with our friends.
Now we don't have time to say a HI.
* Gone are the days when we played games on the road.
Now we code on the road with laptop.
* Gone are the days when we saw stars shining at night.
Now we see stars when our code doesn't work.
* Gone are the days when we sat to chat with friends on grounds.
Now we chat in chat rooms.....
* Gone are the days where we studied just to pass.
Now we study to save our job
* Gone are the days where we had no money in our pockets and fun filled
on our hearts
Now we have the ATM as well as credit card but with an empty heart
* Gone are the days where we shouted on the road.
Now we don't shout even at home
* Gone are the days where we got lectures from all.
Now we give lectures to all... like the one I'm doing now....
* Gone are the days
But not the memories, which will be lingering in our hearts for ever
and ever and
Ever and ever and
Ever …

Live well, Love much, Laugh often!!!

Friday, May 12, 2006

Students committing suicides

Taken from here it appeals soo much in the wake of present suicides in IITs :-(

Deaths of students

Students are committing suicides; it’s a national shame,
They should be brave,not should be tame.
They all are smart,intelligent and bright,
Why they are giving-up before any fight?
What is the pain ,they are trying to hide?
What is causing them to commit suicide?
Why they choose to be on their own?
Among so much crowd,why they feel alone?
These are the questions,needed to be answered,
Whatever are the problems,needed to be conquered
They should be taught,rules of life game!
They can still be winners,without money and fame!!
They should be made at ease!! So they can share,
They are India’s future,should be handled with care!!
To save their lives,we all should try,
We just can’t afford to let them die!!!

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Excuses for Sleeping at Work

If caught sleeping during work time...

1. They told me at the blood bank this might happen.

2. This is just a 15 minute power-nap like they raved about in the last time management course you sent me to.

3. Whew! Guess I left the top off the liquid paper.

4. I wasn't sleeping! I was meditating on the mission statement and envisioning a new paradigm!

5. This is one of the seven habits of highly effective people!

6. I was testing the keyboard for drool resistance.

7. Actually I'm doing a "Stress Level Elimination Exercise Plan" (SLEEP). I learned it at the last mandatory seminar you made me attend.

8. I was doing a highly specific Yoga exercise to relieve work related stress.

9. Darn! Why did you interrupt me? I had almost figured out a solution to our biggest problem.

10. The coffee machine is broken.

11. Someone must've put decaf in the wrong pot.

12. Boy, that cold medicine I took last night just won't wear off!

13. Ah, the unique and unpredictable circadian rhythms of the workaholic!

14. I wasn't sleeping, I was trying to pick up contact lens without hands.

15. Amen.

Saturday, April 22, 2006

bless social networking

Friday, March 31, 2006

Men analysed!

well I know this is soo stereotypical and generalised, mostly bullshit, but fun to read and some points, if not all, definitely would apply to each and every man (though women are no less saints) :P

Men are like.....Bank Machines. Once they withdraw they lose interest.

Men are like.....Laxatives. They irritate the shit out of you.

Men are like.....Bananas. The older they get, the less firm they are.

Men are like.....Vacations. They never seem to be long enough.

Men are like.....Weather. Nothing can be done to change them.

Men are like.....Blenders. You need one, but you're not quite sure why.

Men are like.....Cement. After getting laid, they take a long time to get hard.

Men are like.....Chocolate Bars. Sweet, smooth, and they usually head right for your hips.

Men are like.....Coffee. The best ones are rich, warm, and can keep you up all night long.

Men are like.....Commercials. You can't believe a word they say.

Men are like.....Department Stores. Their clothes are always half off.

Men are like.....Government bonds. They take so long to mature.

Men are like.....Horoscopes. They always tell you what to do and are usually wrong.

Men are like.....Mascara. They usually run at the first sign of emotion.

Men are like.....Popcorn. They satisfy you, but only for a little while.

Men are like.....Snowstorms. You never know when they're coming, how many inches you'll get or how long it will last.

Men are like.....Lava Lamps. Fun to look at, but not very bright.

Men are like.....Parking Spots. All the good ones are taken and the rest are handicapped.

Current Music : Pantera's Flood!

Friday, February 17, 2006

Broadband Usage Around the World

Hosted here and here. Save it and enlarge to view critically the trends & countries!

* USA falls far back - do away with your prejudices about USA!
* India does not figure here - low broadband usage and high population dilutes her stats!
* me wondering about Korea skyrocketing so high *bitting nails*
* Japan and European countries do well - slightly above expectations as I personally feel.
* 80% of the South-Koreans have broadband, 75% of Hong Kong, 60% of Israel, 60% of Taiwan, ~57% of Singapore, 55% of The Netherlands, 53% of Monaco, 53% of Canada, 51% of Switzerland, and 50% of Denmark!

Saturday, February 11, 2006

When Harry Met Sally

When Harry Met Sally - its so amazingly made; the stereotypical nature so shown, yet soo different in its style. have seen it a couple of times now. I am a sucker for romantic flicks ;-)
Oh and its a 7.7 - not many romantic ones score that high on imdb! gotta be something in there! And did I say Meg Ryan is my favourite :D

some dialogues appealed enough to make me sit and collect them here!

* {scene - both in car, Harry asking about her life's story!}
Sally : Nothing's happened to me yet. So I'm going to New York.
Harry : So something'll happen?
Sally : Yes.
Harry : Like what?
Sally : Like I'm going to journalism school.
Harry : So you can write about things that happen to other people.
Sally : That's one way to look at it.
Harry : Suppose nothing happens. Supposed you've lived your whole life and nothing happens to you. Suppose you never meet anybody, you never become anything, and finally you die one of those New York deaths that nobody notices for 2 weeks until the smell drifts into the hall.

{immediately after that}
Harry : When I buy a new book, I always read the last page first. That way, in case I die before I finish, I know how it ends. That, my friend, is a dark side.

{scene: just before entering the restaurant Harry tells Sally she ain't having good sex}
Sally : It just so happens that I have had plenty of good sex.

{scene: second meeting, sitting in the airplane, Sally is seeing someone for a month. Harry is getting married!}
Harry: You take someone to the airport, it's clearly the beginning of a relationship. Thats why I have never taken anyone to the airport at the beginning of a relationship.
Sally : Why?
Harry : Because eventually things move on and you don't take someone. I never wanted anyone to say "How come you never take me to the airport any more?"
Sally : It's amazing. You look normal, but actually you are the Angel of Death.

{scene: above scene only - on the plane - Harry describing the "life of a single guy" thing}
Harry : You meet someone, you have the safe lunch, you decide to like each other enough to move on to dinner. You go dancing, you do the white man's overbite; go back to her place, you have sex, and the minute you finish, you know what goes through your mind?
"How long do I have to lie here and hold her before I can go home?"
"Is 30 seconds enough?"
Sally : That's what you're thinking? Is that true?
Harry : Sure. All men think that. How long do you like to be held afterwards? All night, right? That's the problem. Somewhere between 30 seconds and all night is your problem.

{scene: While coming out of airport}

Harry : Would you like to have dinner?
Harry : Just friends.

Sally : I though you didn't believe men and women can be friends.
Harry : When did I say that?
Sally : On the ride to New York.
Harry : No, no, no, no, I never said that.
Harry : Yes, that's right. They can't be friends.
Harry : Unless both of them are involved with other people, then they can. This is an amendment to the earlier rule that if two people are in relationships, the pressure of possible involvement is lifted.
Harry : That doesn't work either because what happens then is that, the person you're with involved with can't understand why you need to be friends with the person you are just friends with. Like it means something is missing from the relationship and when it is they go outside to get it.
Then when you say "No no no no, nothing is missing", the person you're involved with accuses you of being secretly attracted to the person you're just friends with, which you probably are. C'mon who the hell are we kidding. I mean, let's just face it.
Harry : So we're back to the rule before the amendment: men and women can't be friends. Where does it leave us?
Sally : Harry.
Harry : What?
Sally : Goodbye.

{scene: 5 years after above airplane trip - Sally with 2 other women frnds - she broke up with Joe}
her friend : I'm saying that the right man that you might be out with right now , is out there. And if you don't grab him, someone else will, and you'll spend the rest of your life knowing that someone else is married to your husband.

{scene: some years later, with same friend (as above), both in a bookshop!}
her friend : He just spent $120 on a new nightgown for his wife. I don't think he's ever gonna leave her.

{scene: just after meeting in the bookshop. Harry is getting divorced and Sally has broken up with Joe}
Harry : What happened with you guys?
Sally : When Joe and I started seeing each other we wanted exactly the same thing. We wanted to live together, we didn't wanna get married because every time anyone we knew got married it ruined their relationship. They practically never had sex again.
It's true. That's one of the secrets that no one ever tells you.
I would sit around with my girlfriends who have kids and... actually my one girlfriend who has kids, Alice, and she would complain about how she and Gary never did it any more.
She didn't even complain about it now that I think about it. She said it matter-of-factly. She said they were up all night, they were both exhausted all the time, the kids just took every sexual impulse they had, out of them.

Joe and I used to talk about it, "We're so lucky. We have this wonderful relationship."
"We can have sex on the kitchen floor and not worry about the kids walking in."

{scene: walking in the city & a park discussing their dreams}
Harry : I had my dream again - where I'm making love and Olympic judges are watching?
I'd nailed the compulsories, so this is it: the finals. I got a 9.8 from the Canadian, a perfect 10 from the American, and my mother, disguised as an East German judge, gave me a 5.6. Must've been the dismount.
Sally : Basically it's the same one I've had since I was 12.
Harry : What happens?
Sally : No, it's... It's too embarrassing.
Harry : Don't tell me.
Sally : OK, there's this guy.
Harry : What's he look like?
Sally : I don't know. He's just kind of faceless.
Harry : A faceless guy. OK. Then what happens?
Sally : He rips off my clothes.
Harry : Then what happens?
Sally : That's it.
Harry : That's it? A faceless guy rips off your clothes. And that's the sex fantasy you've had since you were 12. Exactly the same?
Sally : Well, sometimes I vary it a little.
Harry : Which part?
Sally : What I'm wearing.
. . .
Sally : What?

Harry : Nothing.

{scene: talking over phone a long time after they stopped seeing each other.}
Harry : What are you doing for New Year's? Are you going to the Tylers' party? 'coz I don't have a date. And if you don't have a date, we always said that if neither one of us had a date, we could be together for New Year's and you know. . .
Sally : I can't do this any more. I am not your consolation prize. Goodbye.

{scene: At New Year party, after clock struck midnight, Harry reaches running the same moment Sally was walking out of the party}
Harry : I love that you get cold when it's 71° out.
I love that it takes you an hour and half to order a sandwich.
I love that you get a lil' crinkle above your nose, when you look at me like I'm nuts.
I love that after I spend a day with you I can still smell your perfume on my clothes.
And I love that you are the last person I wanna talk to before I go to sleep at night.

And it's not because I'm lonely or its not because it's New Year's Eve.
I came here tonight 'coz when you realise you wanna spend the rest of your life with somebody you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.

Sally : You see? That is just like you, Harry.
Sally : You say things like that and you make it impossible for me to hate you!
Sally : And I hate you, Harry.
Sally : I really hate you.
Sally : I hate you.

{sighing slowly and hugging and kissing!}

. . . oh and they lived happily ever after :">

Mood : feel like eloping with her!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Music : soundtrack of the movie.

Friday, February 03, 2006


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