Peek inside my thoughts. Too many things piled up in here, you'll like some of it for sure :)
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Repeat No Repeat
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Impact of the unexpected
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Love you gizmos
Sunday, October 10, 2010
I wish I could say it to you
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
My Wishlist of Gadgets
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Independent India - a Glorious Misinterpretation
Sunday, July 25, 2010
For all my Guru's
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Entertaining journeys in Mumbai local trains
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Thank God, I'm still alive :) :) :)
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Feelings for her
Light showers on one evening, we were facing the sea, calm & quiet, like the deep blue ocean, her head on my shoulder and our eyes closed:
You fill up my senses, like a night in a forest...
-- John Denver
It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart...
--Alison Krauss/ Ronan Keating
If tomorrow never comes, will she know how much I love her...
--Ronan Keating
--Ronan Keating
P.S. I love you
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Nostalgia - I Love You
Suddenly a flurry of thoughts went right through my mind. I remembered those days when Pratik, Rahul and me used to regularly hog on the vada pav and bhaji pav while returning home from our SSC classes. The day when a girl from my private tuition passed me chit saying 'Kaho Na Pyaar Hai, ______________' while in class. The day when Pratik took me to the cyber cafe for the 1st time, despite the fact that I knew nothing about it. So many such incidents stood right in front of my eyes and most of them made me smile!!!
I belong to a group of enthusiastic X-students who get a chance to perform in the annual college event every year. We perform events like dance, drama and singing. I had my rehearsals for the same event and thus was on my way to Virar. Lost in the stream of those good old days, I could barely realize how soon I reached Virar, I mean its a 90 min journey from Churchgate, if not less. I was miserable at dancing(may be I still am but when I started I was nothing less that pathetic, trust me!!!). I remembered how Ameya was taking so much pain to teach me those steps, which I find quite simple now. How much patient he was with me when I was really pissing him off with my pathetic dancing skills.
There are so many such incidents, I can hardly narrate all of them. These are really special moments of my life. No one can take these away from me and those who shared these moments with me. I will cherish them all my life. Each time I discuss these with the one's I shared these with, I relive these moments. Ofcourse, I am not able to capture the finer details but nostalgia certainly does. And, you never know when nostalgia will throw up something at you again but whenever it does, it feels something we just cannot express in mere words.
Nostalgia, I love you.