Wednesday, June 28, 2006

something better next time...

Jones came into the office an hour late for the third time in one week and found the boss waiting for him.
"Whats the story this time Jones?" he asked sarcastically. "Lets hear a good excuse for a change."
Jones sighed, "Everything went wrong this morning, Boss. The wife decided to drive me to the station. She got ready in 10 minutes, but then the drawbridge got stuck. Rather than let you down, I swan across the river -- look, my suit's still damp -- ran out to the airport, got a ride on Mr Thompson's helicopter, landed on top of Radio City Music Hall, and was carried here piggyback by one of the Rockettes."

"You'll have to do better than that, Jones," said the boss, obviously disappointed. "No woman can get ready in 10 minutes."

[from THT 28th June]

Monday, June 26, 2006

who said i m tired

this is the time when i can do something..

i m planning to increase my working hours..


Friday, June 16, 2006


i cant say i believe u... nor can i say i believe U [another u].




i dont know who told the truth, but at least i know that I AM DECEIVED.




Thanks for everything.

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

how far have i gone....

today, i was having a conversation with my friend. [it was a chat conversation actually, u'll later know why this matters ].

all of a sudden i remembered, few weeks back i found one of my best pencil sketch half eaten by rats. Some time back i had blogged a piece about rats, i hope its not because of that :)
that was a bitter moment. now i cant re-create it. there would be no sense even if i re-worked in the same theme, in the same way. I couldnt do anything, i just kept in a safe place.
Now at the moment i remembered how far i have gone. ... far from myself... far from my self.
I still cant take this as an obvious change, because if it was a change, i wouldnt have missed those days [OR actually days like those].

Well as my friend stated, i m not trying to explain the purpose of our existence, but i can surely think that this is not the best way that we could go with our life. There are a lot of other options that we could choose. and mostly those options are not radio buttons, of course several paradigms could be integrated in one life [look how i m giving examples now]
I am now: Techno stressed... gadgeted.. busy.. worried.. moody..

... Life's too big, human understanding is too big... capable enough to encompass simplest to most complex ideas.

Lets hope, some day, [ and that some day to be coming soon...] i will live that simple life once again.

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

fluctuating mood.

fluctuating mood...

undetermined intentions...

jumbled priorities...


... i think this (my life) sucks...

[images from flickr]

Sunday, June 04, 2006

your luck

Take your time and be deliberate. You easily could cause a problem without intending to. The more careful you are, the better the results. Use your words carefully, as feelings, including your own, easily could get hurt.

Take some time off.

You beam. My, we are a force to behold.

Friday, June 02, 2006

if he was here.

today, we walked all the way to khulamanch [sahidmanch] to listen to what the maoist leaders had to say. This was their first public program in Kathmandu after a long time.

Well I wanted to see what they had to say & show!!!
At the end, I wasnt impressed.. at all.

We walked the crowdy way.. most of them seemed to be villagers brought here for the participation. I dont know how much of them came here [rather than brought].

I saw the young people, may be some of them were cadres, fighters. may be some of them were the troubled people themselves.. may be.

In the meantime I remembered Sudhan. I often remember him these days, but today it became so persistent that i couldnt stop writing. We used to be so close friends, so close that i am a part of his family now.

Intelligent and friendly, friendly to the extent that we didnt count our effort or money towards each other.

I wish if he was here, if we could see the turnout together with our eyes, and not only with mine. I even wonder if we could analyze the moments when he took that way... and i why did he go without even informing me. not even me??? But I know, that he knew, if he had told me he wouldn’t be able to leave us… that I wouldn’t let him go.

But he didn’t. played a foul… such a big foul, that it took his life in the penalty. Sometimes I think he did for a good cause, because he wasn’t a violent person, not even a single percent of him. I wonder if his sacrifice would be fruitful… I only wonder… but deep inside, I don’t believe. They were showing a number of people who lost their life in this battle, the battle of brothers! I think whether that count covers my friend also or not!

I wonder if I could hear his say when he was there… I wonder… I wonder…

I miss u, and I cant explain how much, not even my words!!!