Me @Swiping

Tic…tic…tic…
I wonder how I feel every morning that my clock has no mercy on me (Sunday has been excluded!!). It runs faster and faster as it has no other fun except troubling me!

Our normal swipe time is 8:30 AM, of course with an addition of five minutes “grace time”. The phrase “Grace Time” has already made its mark on most of the employees. I feel it as a wonderful gift whenever I miss to swipe before 8:30. I go hand in hand with the grace time mostly :)..:) For the first time I had swiped after 8:30 (8:30:12 seconds) was on January 1st, 2009. Since then it has been unstoppable. May be, now I believe what people say “if it happens on first day of a year, it happens throughout!!” funny though.

I used to rush towards the swipe machine in the last possible minutes; I swipe my card but don’t want to move away from it until I check the time in it, though the same time appears in my mobile. Once I swipe in time, for few seconds I feel like I have won the day!!

Love & You!!

To love yourself, look at yourself from your own point of view.
To know yourself, look at yourself from a stranger’s point of view!!
The difference is not just ‘Love’, but its ‘you’.

Let us Encourage …

“Cricket never tests your character when you win, but as a player and as a team when you loose” – Mahendra Singh Dhoni.

How true!!!
I’m completely inline with him and with that philosophy as well…A typical player’s mind set.

I believe --- “You could be a winner when you have people who would put their hands together on your success and would pat your back on your failure”. Disappointment can be felt by any one, but an encouragement out of it means a lot for any success story to start with.

Exiting from world T20 may have been the major sudden death for no one else than the Team India. Of course there were mistakes, but after all every thing was a part of the game. The same game plan would have been analyzed in a positive note had it helped them to win. Unfortunately it did not work as expected, and then followed the criticism at it’s heights.

---- In fact these were the words that flashed in my mind after reading the news today morning. How cruel the media was… They have not forgiven the team even after Dhoni has apologized for every thing. Some of the former cricketers were competing with each other to prove how vocal they were. Never had I understood how these so called former players could have spoken in such a criticizing manner. They had their ups and depths throughout their journey and yet they could not have given a positive note on any occasion especially of failure!!! That’s so rude I can say.

We knew that expectations had always seen an unexpected ending, still we expected!!!

Media knew that unnecessary comments on team’s environment always had a negative impact on its performance; still the media infested!!!

BCCI knew that IPL would leave players wounded, still they scheduled the impossible!!!

All in all, it is nothing surprising to see Men in Blue’s early exit from this year’s major tournament. Every one of us had this vision knowingly or unknowingly, but today its all over and this is the right time to support our guys. Let us not loose our temperament.

Let us believe our players; they are going to perform for us and for themselves as well, if not today…may be on their day.

The "Voice of A Girl"

Hi Friends,

This is to inform you that I have created another blog of mine, yet another place to share my voice with u all and it is the "Voice of a girl".

http://voiceofagal.blogspot.com/

Thank You.

Yes or No?

Is it?

In life…
Does the limelight experience kill the common-sense????
Does it make someone bigger than stronger???

Isn’t it?
“Words will be more valued when they carry guts along with them”
Criticize the bad if you can appreciate the good,
But never appreciate the good just to criticize the bad!!

My Fav. Pass Time!!!

I'm sure its easy for me to keep my heart when I spare my time to prepare any interior decoration item. I used to get involved with such an unbelievable concentration and interest to work for the decoration items . And the result has always resembled the effort. Displayed here are few of such items which were prepared by me so far…and many more items are yet to come!!!

This one is my first such piece that I have done after coming to Pune. I prepared it during night time, started to prepare it at 11’o clock at night and could able to complete it by 1’o clock. It was all done using paints and wrappers. For the first time I used paints and could do it successfully. I have displayed it on a wall of my room.

I have prepared this during my M.Tech 2nd year, when I was in IIT Delhi. One day suddenly I wanted to do something differently to get rid of the cluttered issues from my mind regarding my project work. Immediately I rushed to my hostel room and started doing it and could able to complete in a couple of hours. It was all prepared with color sheets by cutting them in different designs. I used to keep it in my room till I was in IIT. And now I have displayed this in my home.

This is an interesting one!!! I had prepared this when I was in my B.tech 3rd year. I was at home that time. By the time I wanted to make this my parents had gone to attend their work. It took less than an hour to prepare this, if I remember it correctly. The white back ground was a “Thermo coal sheet” and the designs were the cuttings from the past year’s calendar. The letters written over there were the names of my family members (Just Initials were shown!!) …a big family… some more names are to be added to that list as per today :):)

Apart from these I have many other memories of various items that I used to display in my room starting from my 2nd year of B.Tech. I’m very much concerned about the decoration that I do in my room. As I said before, many more items are yet to come and I am waiting for the thoughts and the time as well!!!

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Note: Please click on the pictures to observe them clearly.

When I met my childhood…

Keeping everything aside, I want to take you through my childhood days.

My father believes that every kid’s leanings in life start while they play with toys at their early ages. At my early days he used to bring them a lot in number. On every Sunday I used to take out all of my toys and used to play throughout the day and used to fail to keep them inside!!. My mom used to say that on the next day (i.e. Monday!!) she had to keep every thing in place again, to give a nicer look to our home :(:(… :):). I must say that she was much disciplined unlike me :)… I remember my parents bringing me a “Building blocks set” which consisted some toy bricks, little tires etc, when I was 8-9 years old. I used to make awesome buildings, some automobile structures, bridges, stair cases etc. I was praised for my architectural skills :):)

Years passed … Now I’m unable to recollect the time that made me to leave those games. The eagerness to concentrate on my academics may have been the major cause to sacrifice those little moments of extreme happiness!!!

And now, my academics are believed to be over!!! Am earning today and am able to buy such things, to buy which I did not have money in my childhood and even I could not ask my parents at that time. I knew that it was impossible for them to give me all those. If I go to a shopping mall today, I would be able to see many more toys/pens/colors etc than those of what I had expected the other day. In fact many varieties of toys have come for this generation of kids and their parents are also earning in such a manner that they are able to give most of the things that their child wants. Today I can fulfill all those little wishes of my childhood, but I’m a child no more.

I had been to Big Bazar few days back. I was astonished after looking at the items those were being sold in the kids section. Enormous varieties of items were displayed for different prices. And all my eyes were on a single game “Building blocks set”, the same game which I had played with at my early age. After being baffled for few minutes I bought that item and was excited like a kid!!! My only thought while taking the game was that it would be a fortnight pleasure for me and I would be dislodging it soon, but I will have to wait and see to answer myself.

Sooo Nice Na.....!!!!

A couple of days back I sat with the game and could able to finish it as displayed in the picture above. While making it I could feel the maturity in my thoughts as compared to my childhood ones. The essence of doing so was completely different. I felt like I had been to my childhood to meet my memories. Finally I kept this as a display item in my room!!!

And I’m more excited after conveying this to u all. Your views about such memories are cordially invited :):)

My Love!!!

I love myself more than ever,
when I smile for you,
when I cry for you,
when I live for you, and
when I say I love you.

I love you more than myself,
when I feel your love,
when I enjoy your presence,
when I respect your thoughts, and
when I imagine our future.

No one to Some one!

Sometimes,
You know what is happening around you,
You know how people are behaving with you,
You know how to reciprocate for all,
But,
You can hardly do any thing in return.
You may never express your actual self.
You may never dare to be yourself.
The cause may be,
Your attitude stops you from answering in the way you want to.
Your surroundings keep you away from expressing yourself.
Your wisdom makes you enough potential to accept every thing with a best possible smile.

But don’t forget…
You are going to win on the other day,
when you don’t do the same to your mates.
You are going to succeed on another moment,
when you forgive them but not forget them.

Some people know you when you are no one,
Some people neglect you when you are no one,
Some people respect you when you are no one,
Some people advice you when you are no one,
Some people direct you when you are no one,
And all these characters help you to become some one, on the other day.
But,
You will be the real one when you value the hearts that loved you when you were no one.

Love The Work You DO :)

"Love the work you do
Do the work you can"

Some success stories speak the way the respective persons have chosen their interesting fields, but there is no failure story of a person who loves the work he does. After all, success is nothing but an abscence of failure but failure is not an abscence of success.

One can always choose his interests, but one can’t live today again…it is just once in one's life time. Love and give your best and you get the same!

“Love the world you live ... Give the world you can”

And Its Team HyDeRaBaD's Ton

I remember calling Deccan Chargers as “Disappointing Chargers” after last year’s IPL in one of my articles, dated May 27th 2008. And I can still feel the support that I had for this team when I wished them “Have a better time next year”. And it is almost a year now and today they are the Champions, what a great come back…Isn’t it?

Hold on… By this time next year, we will have ended up with another champion! And till then Chargers will have to carry the stardom as the Defending Champions :)

Its gonna be a TRUE clash tonight!

** “Behind the easy ambience is a determined Team Hyderabad” --- Times of India.

Is it so?
May not really!

Had Gillie not recollected his knack, ‘Deccan Chargers’ would have been written off once again for being underachievers in the successive Indian Premier League to the last season. Gillie had ensured that his team would move more closer to inscribe their name on the glittering trophy, with an unleashing effort despite of balanced daredevils’ attack.

And all about chargers’ success this time round was not only this guy, but there were few awesome performances from Rohit, Ojha and more importantly RP and of course from Gibbs. The South African soil has inspired all but there is a ‘but’ factor, resisting me from completely supporting them for the finale tonight. For me its all strange, as I never felt this way when I had supported Team India, though they were extremely unpredictable.

As the IPL hurtles to a close, I try to convey the ‘but’ factor in the following lines. I have been shuttling between Challengers and Chargers since last night, as they both are going for one last clash tonight in the IPL’2009. And it is the TRUE clash too, a truth that no one can dare to forget, and that is the fatal format of the game itself. Twenty20 - the synonym of unpredictability, the format that killed off the long run of many other whirling knocks of cricket, not exactly it killed off, but to some extent without any ambiguity. Still, every format of this game has some thing that no one can point a finger at it.

Coming to the clash of two underperforming teams of last year’s league held on Indian soil, both teams have vital players of both Indian and Foreign whose attitude bridged the gap between their respective teams and the level of confidence that matters the most in the middle. But the basic difference between the two teams is not so basic, but is the most required ‘consistency’. As the challengers have been most consistent since they did come back from almost last spot of the table, of course knight riders never allowed them to be the last, while Chargers have not been as consistent as they have to be with the kind of players it possesses. But the instinct is the one that matters the most over and above the part time consistency. And today both teams will have to speak their talents with undoubted knocks, to play the next year’s leagues with shouldering the royal status of defending champions, and of course a sadistic pressure being accompanied.

It may not take more than a while to become the champion but it requires the vision and implementation of the same to be the one.

Having been a supporter of the Deccan Chargers I would love to see them lifting the trophy tonight… but having been a watcher of the league, I would not resist myself from clapping for Royal Challengers, if they win tonight.

My heart says that today is Chargers’, but my mind naps for Challengers’.

Let us see!

Pleasing 'peace'

The more we sweat in peace...
The less we bleed in war!

The Outline of Divinity

Her love endures…
Her smile inspires…

It’s a magical spell of emotion of one’s life time, when one do accompany his mother irrespective of the duration. When she’s there around, inner sole feels like it is covered with an awesome quality of love and affection, the purest of its kind! It does encourage when she accompanies in one’s moment of success. She’s all practical n pure, what we see is exactly what we get.

She is all for you to strengthen YOU…
She is there for you to cater YOU…

Some times it happens that her doings may be unclear to us, rather we may fail in filing them, but she wins her desire with no solid input except the so called love that has grown with her. Love!… may be it’s more than love! Time makes us to forget some memories and some memories make us to forget time, if it is authenticated then the memories of her top the list.

A mother is a mother, no matter how you are…
She tries to make you lovable, no matter how things are…

It’s routine that when things fall in place for us, we love our surrounding and we feel like they all are nurturing. But the greatness of motherhood never allows a mother to hate her guys, whatsoever the situation is. There exists the demanding side of her, inculcating the habit of loving things even after knowing them from top to bottom.

After all, it’s unstoppable if once this topic is ignited. But it has to be stopped somewhere around!

These words are dedicated to the truth called “MOTHER”.

She is the origin of humanity.
She is the outline of divinity.

BUSY?

Busy person is not the one,

who does not get time for few things.

Busy person is the one,

who adjusts his time for every thing!

“It HAPPENS”

It takes ages to answer few feelings; It may not happen with our rituals but it happens with certain moments for sure, it’s a known fact though!

I have had another perk adding to my untidy thoughts.

While I was watching the IPL match between Deccan and Mumbai last night, it happened that I had to get excited when the Indian cricketing maestro marched back to the pavilion with no solid runs on board. VERY quickly I got to know the mood that I was in, the simple reason was that I was supporting Deccan and he was playing for Mumbai. And I almost hated myself for a fraction of a second! I had to stir my past to analyze the conspiracy, I call it.

Even after many match winning knocks (Though people say that he has never done it, I just can’t entertain that thought even if it is just for a while) and even after almost unachievable cricketing carrier, he has never given himself room to be placed in the list of the rejected. I admire him for the way he presents himself on and off the field; it’s simply superb, isn’t it? Had he not been like that, he would have never accomplished the deserved.

Coming back to the topic, last night the match was ended up with an unlikely bowling hero, Rohit sharma and an article in the form of this! And yes, certainly the simple feeling as I said was the origin, I wanted to conclude the same, but could not revert back with a robust answer.

It’s not been the only incident, I felt the same with many other cricketers, to support whom I go crazy when they take part in Team India. And I heard the same feeling from many of my friends. It’s neither strange nor tricky. If you agree that supporting Indian team in the world cup is nothing wrong, then you are bound to agree that supporting one’s home team in a tournament like IPL has nothing to do with a longing discussion. All in all ‘it happens’ every now and then!

Happy Marriage Day ... Mom and Dad :)

On this special day
I wish you with my strength, given by you
I thank you with my emotion, taught by you
I admire you with my heart, created by you
And
I promise you my life, invented by you

Ever Yours... Pramoda

All’s well with us

All’s well with us,
To bestow our motherland for her lusty rubies
To thank our parents for their rejuvenating efforts
To respect our teachers for exhorting the generations

All’s well with us,
To outweigh the heartfelt calamities
To purge our minds of irredeemable thoughts
To challenge the scorching surroundings

All’s well with us,
To terrorize the squeaky terrorism for its lack of guts to live healthy
To rattle the sonorous slogans of politicians for backstabbing the polity
To spatter the traitors for living life with a worst possible scalability

All’s well with us,
To encourage the disappointed, who may maul their past the other day
To energize the transfixed, who may cultivate their goals in a best possible way
To amuse our insider with our restless streak, for immunizing us every day

After all, All’s well with us and the other side would be where we could not breathe in!

Give it a try!

Your behavior may not effects one’s ability when one can feel you for himself
But…
It is surely going to effect one’s ability incredibly when one takes you to his heart;
When one can feel you for yourself…

It is all your own responsibility to filter out who feels you for yourself …
It is you and only you, who can successfully do that.
If not you, no one else exists to replace yourself …
Remember, if you miss them for any reason…At the end of the day, you are all alone…!!

Everyone who feels you may not be compatible to your heart … but that’s where one’s intelligence has to take part … Handling the things which are not meant to be!!

Life is not about searching the shadow when the sun is shining,
where it may end before you could find the shadow…
Life is all about creating the shadow,
where your little thought may last forever!

A chat with my Insider :)

It routes one’s life if one can entertain it … It is the ‘thought’!
It irradiates one’s attitude if one can hold it … It is the ‘hope’!
It demonstrates one’s heart if one can dare to be himself … It is the ‘behavior’!
It traumatizes one’s pain if one can remember it … It is the ‘smile’!
It redefines one’s scalability if one can spare time for it … It is the ‘dream’!
And
It adds value to one’s lifetime if one can recall it … It is the ‘past life of his own’!

When I stand before a mirror, every time I feel like I am the most deserved; I can never believe that I’m loosing my time day by day; I feel like I’m growing for a better tomorrow, and of course it is an obvious feature of human mind, but I can’t stay without saying that there is an uniqueness in everyone, which can’t easily be given away and that will be known to us when we question our heart besides our mind.

What come out when I call my mind and my heart sequentially?
Let us see … I’ll do it now itself…

Going back to my childhood days …

My mind speaks to me about …
… The days when I was very studious and curious
… The times when I cried unstoppably
… The games I played with my schoolmates and colony mates

But the same thing when I ask my heart it comes back with…

… The day when I quarreled with my grand mother
… The day when my mother stopped me from writing a letter to an upcoming film star
… The moment I cried when South Africa lost world cup-1999 semifinal to Australia

Next from my Intermediate days …

My mind speaks to me about …
… The sleepless nights before a week-end exam
… The tension that I felt about EAMCET
… The roommates and friends with whom I shared my days

But the same thing when I ask my heart it comes back with…
… The day when my parents left me in hostel
… The day when my principle sir scolded me for feeling nervous about the exams
… The days when I felt extremely depressed, really I died within myself.



Next from my B.Tech days …

My mind speaks to me about …
… The sleepless nights before exams and the jokes we played just before the exam time.
… The tension that I felt about my campus placement
… The roommates and friends with whom I shared my days and my views
… The ragging period
… The back bench seating and teasing my friends
… The time of preparing Maggie and lemon rice in hostel
… The gossips that we played with

But the same thing when I ask my heart it comes back with…
… The day when I lost my grand mother
… The day when I went to sea shore with my friends
… Farewell day
… My placement day and the GATE result day
… The frequent tears of my mother, consoling dad

Next from my M.Tech days …

My mind speaks to me about …
… The long standing hours that I spent in our lab
… The tension that I felt about my campus placement
… The frequent preparations of food items
… The gossips that we played with
… The parties and roaming with friends
… The dinner at A.P. Bhavan and a walk to India gate with my dear ones

But the same thing when I ask my heart it comes back with…
… The day when I lost my scholarship
… The day when I went to Taj Mahal with my people
… My placement day and the final project presentation day
… The appreciation after my project work from my professor, because of whom I had lost my scholarship
… The last chat with my M.tech project guide
… My convocation day

These are the few moments which I would like to keep here. There are certain changes in my days, which reintroduced me to myself. So far, if you clearly observe what my heart said, you would certainly catch my way of living life.

Till my intermediate I used to take sad moments to my heart, I could never control my tears. It does not mean that I could never felt happy, but I could not be able to capture those beautiful moments in to my heart. That’s why I used to feel little shy and less energetic.

But my own days have quickly turned me around. Since day one in my B.Tech, I tried to change myself and the process of changing never ends. Now I make myself comfortable according to the conditions. I see things which come in my way, I accept them and perhaps I renew them time to time.

After exploring these moments I feel like I have added value to my lifetime, which get consumed while preparing this lengthy chat with my insider.

It’s too early to say all these but I believe that it deserves to be right here, right now.

“Working with mind may not make every thing possible… But working with heart can do it always”

Its another challenge again!

It was a magical piece of cricket when all of the franchises had to give away their best skills in all respects in their every outing in the middle, starting from campaigning of the respective teams to the show of professionalism. It was a nice piece of play which had gifted the glittering title to the “Rajasthan Royals”, it was a huge moment to the players when their captain was holding the trophy proudly. On the other side it ruined the desire of “Deccan Chargers” to win the same title, the team which had looked flamboyant on the paper but ended up with the last spot in the tournament.

Nevertheless, the season-1 of IPL has challenged many with its charismatic juncture throughout and it continues with this season, with a difference of the venues. Some teams are looking extremely powerful at the moment but we will have to wait and see till the end, as we know that every move can change a game!

So far rain has been the only contender round the teams. Let’s hope that the chill won’t be lost by us anymore…

For me this time, its “Deccan Chargers” or “Mumbai Indians” or “Delhi Daredevils” to bag the title, not because of the places but because of the players. And I wish the fans to enjoy their best :)

Keep Rocking!!

Safe hands of Human...

They believe that every human being has been created by god, but still they feel the difference among themselves, ironically the difference is on the name of ‘GOD’ itself.

They believe that every moment they live has been shaped by god, but still they blame someone when the truth has to be accepted.

They believe that every doing is architected by god, but still they curse the person who has done the bad.

…………

And the list goes on!

Belief is the most energetic one in this universe; belief is the beauty of human life;

A belief should be the one that would stabilize human’s emotions.

It should be the one that would probably be an end line for one’s imbalances.

Belief should be the one which can spread love and which makes us lovable!

When a belief fails to help in any of these regards, probably it can be one’s own imagination of believing something; it can be one’s unacceptable fear that makes him to categorize his own days of life; it can be one’s way of loosing the way of life from the safe hands of his very own.

There is something which every human being has got to do with… The happiness blossoms when one can successfully accomplish it!

The beauty of the nature comes out when one can win one’s own self but not when one defeats the other.

Never mind what the globe has got in her store, but one thing for sure is that it has been racing around with an unimaginable energy of its front runners, human beings it name them.

Whatever may be the reason behind the good/bad things that happen across the globe, let us not forget that they should unite us, and not divide us!!

Have a worthy time :)

I would be grateful if you could keep me updated with your views.

And... She Wins... :)

And for the first time ever, a Female Indian Idol ... :)

Sourabhee Debbarma - The new Indian Idol

I repeat my words from my last post - Indians are good at their choices...!!! Infact... "Indians are best at their choices"...

Congratulations Sourabhee and Thank You- U made my many fridays and saturdays and finally a single & much awaited sunday with your Charismatic & Rocking Idol Juncture.

Jai Ho !!!

My 'Indian Idol' Tale...:)

They used to say that this is a kind of platform which can make someone from Nobody to Somebody... I'm inline with it.

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My sweet sister yamini introduced me to this show, by saying that she wanted to see ‘Abhijit Sawant’ as an Indian Idol, since he was rocking the show with a winsome voice and heart winning skills and she was so excited when she was about to explain about the show. I really could not feel the Idol fever at that moment and just took it easy, but I wanted him to become Idol since she would be happy watching it. That was during Indian Idol season 1.

Later for the next season, again I heard about Indian Idol in news saying that ‘Karunya’ from Andhra Pradesh, entered into the finale and news channels were campaigning for him insisting to vote for him, just because he was from Andhra … I wondered when this reason, religion etc feelings would be placed beneath the true talent! Again I did not vote, cause I never witnessed their singing talent and even I felt it some thing rubbish to become part of the Andhra Mania. But when I heard that the other contestant, Sandeep Acharya won the Indian Idol title for that season, I felt happy for both of them, but there was a narrow feeling when I read that the other person got the votes(in Idol lingo) mostly from the northern India. But ok, not really so surprising to me, as already Andhra asked to vote its guy!

Later the Indian Idol season 3… surprisingly, it was already the Finale again by the time I came to know that the show was going on. Prashant Tamang and Amit Paul were struggling to grab the Idol title for that season. It was during my M.Tech 3rd semester. I remember, just during that time T20 world cup was also going on and it was also hosting its semis. I used to go to TV hall in my IITD hostel to watch the cricket match. Just then few girls used to come and they used to ask me to keep ‘Sony’ to watch Idol. Even though I was not totally interested in changing the channel I used to keep it cause, whenever I enter into the TV hall, if those people were there already, they used to keep the cricket match to let me watch my score. Nice girls … :) … By watching the Idol episodes, even I was excited to know who would be the Indian Idol for that season. This time, not the region feelings but the judges made me to support Prashant. I used to see the morals as I didn’t know a single penny of music. Judges used to support Amit Paul, used to appreciate him even when he lost his way and never appreciated Prashant, though he was good few times. I seriously wanted to see a winning Prashant on the night of Grand Finale, but I slept that night and was dreaming to watch a winning India after the Indian-Pakistan cricket match final, which was about to happen on the next day. The next day I read in the news paper that Prashant won the title and I felt happy for him.

For me, the Idol season 4 stared with watching the repeated telecast of the show because of few disputes among the producers and some one else, that happened before Idol Gala rounds. I used to watch the repeated telecasts of piano rounds, wild card entry rounds etc number of times. I became emotionally connected to the Top-14 this time. At the same time I came to know that every time girls were voted out for no reasons. The same mania repeated in the first four Galas of the season 4. Four girls were voted out in first four consecutive episodes. I was so disappointed for them, but I had a little hope at that time because 3 girls were still there and they were not less to any other male contestants.

For the first time ever I started voting for choosing my Idol. I used to vote two girls out of those surviving three girls, who are still remaining for the Grand Finale tonightJ. I have given my votes for boys also, who were really talented and I used to enjoy their singing but unfortunately they were voted out. This time I’ve improved in judging the participants than to the last season. This time I used to concentrate both on their singing and morals/attitude etc. I used to vote ‘Torsha’ and ‘Sourabhee’, Torsha not for a great reason but I always loved her voice and little bit of her attitude and Sourabhee (Pic) for every penny of her, she is a stage rocker with a winsome smile, voice, talent and nevertheless her racing energy which would not let u turn aside when she performs. I really wish Sourabhee to win the Idol title tonight because she is the most deserving out of the surviving three as she has been most consistent and an awesome performer.

Apart from this, there is one factor called ‘Voting’ which 100% effects the result, in other words that is the only factor that can rule the Idol every time. It not only rules the result, it even rules the dreams and hopes of the participants and their hard work. Indeed, Indians are good at their choices, so let’s hope for the best.

I don’t want u to curse me for not mentioning the third surviving participant i.e. ‘Kapil Thapa’ from Army. I’m really impressed when he sang “Kya Huaaa… tere vaadaa…” but it’s been Sourabhee all the way.

Well…This is my Indian Idol tale which I prefer to call. I’m really excited to see the Grand Finale tonight. Keeping my own will n wish a side , I sincerely wish all the three finalists for charming n glittering tonight and to land in very beautiful pages of their lives not only by winning the title but also by winning the gorgeous Indian hearts.

Extremism’s Swift Effect on Human Relations

‘Relations are made’ and yes, it is.
When a relationship is being made between two or among a group, they have to say themselves that the whole story can become upside down the other day, when a single penny of misunderstanding could destroy the bond among them. Nevertheless, relationships are the best mates of a person who believes in mankind.

Many relations are being shaped on earth, no need to name down as we all know very well. Each and every relation has its own significance with respect to its dignity.

Together We enjoy, we roam, we step together, we fight, we cry, we laugh, we play, we help, we create, we destroy, we struggle, we loose, we succeed… whatever may be the essence of any eminent relation, we could see the other side of it only when we turn back to back, but not when we face each other. A factor called extremism could always assassinate the fragrance of any relationship, irrespective of its worth/dignity… etc.

These words are not just simply written but are experienced by me. I have seen few guys/girls who get close to each other, all along to forget to care their other friends, whom they valued till then, whom they cared till then, whom they loved till then. Indeed, it seriously hurts when u have to face such an emotional assassination in life straight away, but no one can put their finger up against the lessons that are being learnt from that struggle. It wrenches the heart like nothing existing physically or in some way other, at the same time it shapes our heart for all further dealings.

After all, I’m happy and proud enough to see myself as I’m today, who has never cursed those persons and never kept an eagle eye on them, who have nailed my feelings and in other way, my sincere thanks to them for shaping my little heart.

I learned, not to step in to the extreme ends, which could probably open our wings until we close our eyes, infact our heart outlets. No one can conclude any relation as pure/impure pertaining to its existence, but we always can secure our thoughts by filtering out the self-killing emotions, as we all know what is what!!

“Expect from others, but be ready to give back the expected”