Wah wah

Ajnabi hai na hum paraaye hain
Tere hi jism-o-jaan ke saaye hain

Ek tere aitbaar ki khaatir
Dil ne kitne fareb khaaye hain
Tere hi jism-o-jaan ke saaye hain

Zindagi se gila kiya hi nahi
Zakhm khaaye hai muskuraaye hain
Tere hi jism-o-jaan ke saaye hain

Ek tu hai ki teri raahon mein
Khud hawa ne diye jalaaye hain

:) Worship and loving of the beloved taken to its heights.....
I know not why I am sounding so formal!
I know not oh alas tis but only oh no! :D

Tech blog

Warning! Do not press cscope -c in ur unix terminal
Putty conked big time for the me.
THanks.

Please do not mistake this as some te**orist programming terminal, coding in ur*u. As I was writing this, I was aware of the fact that thru their advanced tracking algorithms, they might sense that I wrote the word "te****ist" in my blog and nuke me outta this world....
Scared...

Guitar is back!

My baby!

The store guy who restrung my guitar called it "Saraswati".....I felt devotion surging thru my veins and caught myself feeling devotion surging thru my veins...

Am also looking to restore that faltering derailed guitar career of mine...If only Mr Victor Albert would be available for some discussions regarding that matter.....

God helps he who helps himself!
Patience maguve.....Fade to Black and other covers are not too far away......

All in good time! Peace all...

No one gives it to you - you have to take it!!

The FBI are like Mushrooms....You keep them in the dark and feed them shit!
- Mark Wahlberg, The Departed

I don't wanna be a product of my environment, I want my environment to be a product of me.
- Jack Nicholson, The Departed

First steps

A kid clings onto his parents for support for most things, as it grows thru life.....

Eating
Walking
Shitting
Stuff....

As we grow, I think we slowly start stopping depending on our parents.....One by one, we cross off our list (Jeez! I can even walk while eating now or vice versa!!) Our needs/dependence now turn towards more serious issues and starts involving other ppl around us.....

But seems like we never give up depending on somebody for something or the other.....Most most importantly, emotionally, I don't think one ever stops depending on somebody.....



You depend on somebody....Doesnt work? Doesnt matter.....Go some place else...Set up camp....I've seen this happen.....A disappointment of the past being forgotten/accepted/conquered over by a new triumph! Another shoulder to lean on, another finger to grasp and walk using.....

Let my heart go
You never let my heart go
Just let my heart go
And let this heart be fucking still!

Double oh me

While my guitar gently weeps.....

The first string of my guitar just broke last night....I am not finding any other word to describe it...

My heart skipped a beat and the momentary shock was quickly replaced by that dead calm that surrounds me nowadays.....A visit to the repair shop ashte.....

eeeee wwhooooo aaaaaack!

Ha mommy outwitted!
ZZZZZZZ all!

Faustian?

1. When a distinguished but elderly scientist states that something is possible, he is almost certainly right. When he states that something is impossible, he is very probably wrong.
2. The only way of discovering the limits of the possible is to venture a little way past them into the impossible.
3. Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.

Arthur C Clarke, ladies and gentlemen.....

WiKI RoXx!

I hadn't noticed this

Man alive!

With everybody going goo goo ga ga (no?! just me?) over google and its products and innovations and services offered etc etc, here's something awesome I noticed in Firefox.....

You open mozilla and start pressing Ctrl-T (openin new tabs) in a frenzy opening orkut and gmail and god knows what( no no not THAT maybe :P ).....And then u hit a site like Google personalised home page, which u think should be ur rightful home page.....So you go to Tools->Options->General-> and u find an option which says "Use current pages" to be ur home page.....

I was like...hmmm lemme seeee.....And used that option.....Opened a new firefox window

And voila!! All those pages are being opened in tabs for you.....I was quite happy and amazed at that


Ashte.

Unforgiven?

Come lay beside me, this won't hurt I swear
She loves me not, she loves me still, but she'll never love again
She lay beside me, but she'll be there when I'm gone
Black heart scarring darker still, yes she'll be there when I'm gone
Yes, she'll be there when I'm gone
Dead sure she'll be there!


Lay beside me, tell me what I've done
The door is closed, so are your eyes
But now I see the sun, now I see the sun
Yes now I see it!

poetry

coupla thought provoking passages :

The Rainy Day


Written at the old home in Portland

THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains,and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.

My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains,and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.

Be still, sad heart, and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


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...No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece
of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by
the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as
well as if a manor of thy friend's or of thine own were. Any
man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind;
and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it
tolls for thee...


John Donne

Sensitive build result files

IF THIS FILE IS PRESENT, "IT'S MEAN" THAT BUILD HAS SUCCEEDED (!!!!!!)

Some files are very emotional when it comes to builds succeeding.....

Whoa!

I Love my brother!! :)

How do you avoid your self?

You were an island and I shud've passed you by....

Twisted Logic

You go backwards again
You go forwards again

Kinda like a yo yo oy?

Shoot me again I ain't dead yet!! Muhahahahaha

BRING IT ON!!

'Pah!'sword

You've told an application to remember ur password a while ago.......Probably need to rewind the time machine to a time when u were a tad less mature.......

And then come zooming straight back to today, where that very password is needed to be entered elsewhere.......Ah! But how to recover saved passwords u ask? Well, unless its stored in mozilla, me knows no other way.....

So I go to the website and say 'forgot password(hit me! hit me now)'

And the question I am posed with is "What is your favorite brotherhood?" (undoubtedly an ingenious security device setup by erstwhile by a juvenile me)

After some rofls, I started to implement the workaround........

Flowers

Bury me softly in this womb

Oh I wana be inside of you (background)

I give this part of me for you

Oh I wana be inside of you (background)

Sand rains down and here I sit

Holding rare flowers (oh I want to be inside of you)

In a tomb...in bloom

Oh I want to be inside...

Down in a hole
losing my soul


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What would touch me deeper, tears that fall from eyes that only cry
Would it touch you deeper, the tears that fall from eyes that know why
A lifetime of questions and tears on ur cheek, I tasted the answers and my body felt weak

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Well there was a time when u let me know
whats really going on below
But now you never show that to me do ya?
But remember when I moved in you
And holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was hallelujah!!

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"The perfect blossom is a rare thing. You could spend your life looking for one, and it would not be a wasted life."

Dumbass....

According to Orkut, I'm a "That 70's show"
Distinction percentage, my mind reminds me.....

Nadili Nadili....