Life.... It Goes On !!

e mere dost meri baaton pe jana chod de mana nahi jo tune sach ab tak mujh se woh sach manvana chod de jo dekha hai tune woh adhoora sach tha jo kaha hai maine woh sirf ek tathya tha .. lafzon ke is khel mein tu mujh ko samjhana chod de. kaha nahi jo ab tak tune khud se woh mujh se kehalwana chod de. ye bas ek uljhan hai meri baaton mein kuch kam dam hai jo sachi hain baatein teri to meri baaton ko apnana chod de. shabdon mein mere mujh ko na tatol, baaton ki gehrayi ka kya hai aakhir mol baatein reh jati hain yaadein ban kar in baaton ke sang tu mera saath nibhana chod de. apne dil ki sunta hai apne dil ki hi sun, aaj fir se mujhe akela kar e 'aks' aaj fir se mujhe mere shabdon ke saath 'chod de'..

Start of the day with... sarve santu sukhinaah, Sarve bhavantu niramaya, sarve bhadrani pashyantu maa kashchid dukh bhaag bhavet ok this came from radio that I play quite often on my office laptop. Sweet little thing that a friend of mine shared with me which allows me to refrain from keeping music albums on my official laptop. Though this was only for a small stint but it was a perfect start of the day before I got back to usual business of heading to office to face bug and debug those and pay back with interest the penalty for taking an unannounced day off... But again 'Thank God Its Friday' and there is more to come...Apart from regular orkutting and chit chat on gtalk with close buddies I encountered this special incident (special for me atleast) where in a close friend of mine (boy) described his plight by saying, Akshay mere saath kal bahut bura hua, main kisi ko munh dikhane layek nahi raha... I could not resist laughing and this statement came when I was on phone talki

chand lamhon pehle maine yun socha, mausam yahan ka bhi kaash hota bangalore jaisa.. par ye to dilli ke jaisi baarish hai aayi, kale badlon mein kaisi bijli hai chamkayi. kaisa ye toofaan hai, kala woh aasmaan hai kya gadgahat hai, kya shor hai is waqt.. suhana sa dikhta ye mausam kroor hai itna, nahi ja sakti hun baahar chahoon main jitna. tez hawa ke jhonko ne mujh ko sehmaya, pedon ke saayen saaye, hilte darwazon ne dil ko dehlaya. shaant tha ye mausam aur shant hi ye mann baahar ho rahe is shor se sehma hai mann ka ye chitwan.. sehmi hun lekin dari to nahi hun, dekh kar nazara maze kar rahi hun.. jee rahi hun ye pal, mausam ke sang office se bunk maar ghar mein laptop ke sang:)

Once in Persia reigned a king, Who upon a signet ring, Carved a maxim strange and wise, When held before his eyes, Gave him counsel at a glance, Fit for every change and chance: Solemn words, and these were they: “EVEN THIS WILL PASS AWAY.” Trains of camel through the sand Brought him gems from Samarcand; Fleets of galleys over the seas Brought him pearls to rival these, But he counted little gain, Treasures of the mine or main; “What is wealth?” the king would say, “EVEN THIS WILL PASS AWAY.” Mid the pleasures of his court At the zenith of their sport, When the palms of all his guests Burned with clapping at his jests, Seated midst the figs and wine, Said the king, “Ah, friends of mine. Pleasure comes but not to stay, “EVEN THIS WILL PASS AWAY.” Woman, fairest ever seen Was the bride he crowned as queen, Pillowed on the marriage-bed Whispering to his soul, he said, “Though no monarch ever pressed Fairer bosom to his breast, Mortal flesh is only clay! “EVEN THIS WILL PASS AWAY.” Fighti