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recent obcession with this song....really rocking



Tum ho toh, gata hai dil
Tum nahin, toh geet kahan
Tum ho toh, hai sab hasil
Tum nahin, toh kya hai yahan
Tum ho toh hai, sapno ke jaisa hasin
Ek samaa
Jo tum ho toh, yeh lagtha hai
Ke mil gayi har khushi
Jo tum na ho, yeh lagtha hai
Ke har khushi mein hai kami
Tumko hai mangthi
Yeh zindagii…

Yesterday i had gone for a get-together when this lady i know walked up to me and asked me why was i there alone....are you still single???

I reverted by saying that i love being single......

and i know thats not the truth, i dont like being single, i dont like making a stag entry where-ever i go......i would love to have that someone special with whom i could share my innermost secrets, my ideas, my plans, my love and passion, hold hands and walk down the road feeling safe and loved, share my cup of cappucino with, go for long walks and see the sun set in the far west, spend starry nights with on a tree house in the shiwalik mountains (rahul bose...mr.iyer in mr and mrs iyer....that kind of a guy), etc, etc.....

but then why am i still single....sochna padega

well i have met many guys along the way, both personally and professionally, and the major turn-offs have been

- smoking (a totallly NO NO)
- drinking (somehow i cant come to terms with it)
- panmasala/gutka eating guys (yukkk)
- smelly feet and arm-pits
- people who try being too sweet
- cracking silly jokes
- show offs
- wandering eyes
- bla bla in english

so you see archana i am still single because unfortunately i have not yet met a guy who has passed my filtration test....hahaha, quite funny when u come to think of it, seems i am looking for a robot rather than a man....the perfect man, if at all he exists.....but as was said in the movie....Koi na koi, kahin na kahin, sabke liye bana hai, bus use khojne ki der hai.....Hopes Galore!!!!

i was in goa in july, i know wrong season, but then the company perks do not see the season......i had an amazing time in goa, and now other than going to Venice, i want to go to Goa once more, but obviously not alone

i took a lot of pics there, with my nokia6233.....


helloji!!!


first sight, ariel view, i know its not allowed, but couldnt resist


twin bridges....i took them to go to panaji


catching sea gulls at 6 in the morning was an amazing experience


of course Nidhi loved Goa!!!!!


food at the Marriot was really good.....thanks hsbc, a 5star deluxe room all by myself was really rocking


i want one of those one day....and then i will venture out in the sea and have my own stories to tell people


the ocean of course is nice, but then as is a common occurence in India, people love to dirty the beach, like all public places, yet the massive strength of the ocean cannot be negated at any point


my cruise....the Paradise....funny that my bro was also on the same cruise when he had gone for his honeymoon to goa


the early morning breeze, oh its awesome, when u r alone on the beach, the breeze is so pure it actually touched my soul


i was up early and decided to take a walk on the beach, i was a good 1km into the beach, when i clicked this photo, the weather suddenly changed and a really strong breeze started blowing...i saw that it had started raining very heavinly a long distance into the ocean, it was then that i clicked the photo, feeling fortunate to have seen this natuaral phenomenon.....when suddenly i realised that the rain was actually coming towards me, the wind had actually started howling in my ears, the water had started covering the beach....and then i ran, as i had never run before, i was still about half a km away from the beach stairs when the rain hit me....no it was not rain for i had not witnessed anything like it before, the rain drops were really large and they fell on me with such force that it felt like stones being pelted on me, the wind had become so strong that i felt like it would carry me away, i could not see anything in front of me.....the rain, wind, the darkness due to the black clouds and me running.....i just kept telling myself, dont stop, just run....after running for quite sometime i reached the stairs to the beach, totally drenched and beaten by the rain.......


about 5 min after i reached the beach stairs


the entire beach range of around 1.5km was covered with angry ocean water....what if i had not run that fast.....hahaha......Goa would then have become really memorable :-))


the Marriot


goodies sent by the chef.....a relative of a colleague


Adieu my Monsoon love, dont miss me for i shall come back!!!!

but then as they saw u never forget your first love....Venice, i will be there soon

I got this mail from a friend, describing his office life, but for the records its the same for me also....and guess for everyone :-))



Every day is exactly the same

I believe I can see the future
Cause I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
But then again
That might have been a dream
I think I used to have a voice
Now I never make a sound
I just do what I've been told
I really don't want them to come around

Oh, no

Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same

I can feel their eyes are watching
In case I lose myself again
Sometimes I think I'm happy here
Sometimes, yet I still pretend
I can't remember how this got started
But I can tell you exactly how it will end

I'm writing on a little piece of paper
I'm hoping someday you might find
Well I'll hide it behind something
They won't look behind
I'm still inside here
A little bit comes bleeding through
I wish this could have been any other way
But I just don't know, I don't know what else I can do

SCHOOL........my sis is a teacher, so she keeps sharing a lot of her experiences with me, about children, about studies, their new ways, their toys and gadgets, the change in the school enviornment....lots of stuff.

All that discussion made me think about my school days.......and i realised there was nothing much that i could cherish or remember....the subjects were always too foreign for me, i never really understood biology, chemistry, physics...in these classes i felt as if i was sitting in between aliens, listening to them talking in an alien language...

its just one memory which is very clear in my mind, the stair-case to my class-room had one saying written in bold, green letters...."I CRIED FOR A PAIR OF NEW SHOES, UNTIL I MET A MAN WHO HAD NO FEET"........and i very clearly remember asking my dad what it meant, because that statement had somehow struck a cord in me.....new shoes, no feet

I guess i had this spark of being humane, grounded, thinking differently, being nice, think beyond "me", a long time back and ofcourse thanks to papa for not scolding me that day for getting really bad marks in geography, rather explaining to me the more important fact about life....be satisfied, be happy with what u have......because there are millions who have nothing even close to what u have.....

and yes thats the only memory i have with me of school, something which i have cherished.