tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57095218906945671862012-01-17T09:30:01.629-08:00A thoughtKhayyalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13035142832390461907noreply@blogger.comBlogger341100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5709521890694567186.post-10417703901150294402010-04-04T19:29:00.000-07:002010-04-05T23:01:06.825-07:00

Mind .. heart ..soul.. they need a break sometime , from all the craziness and chaos around .. and a random good act can do precisely that for you sometimes.. it doesn't necessarily have to be a deed, can just be some simple good words , that go a long way in making a difference in someone's day..Like yesterday morning.. I must have surely got up on the wrong side of the bed after having terrible

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Life goes on no matter what happens, people find a way to balance their lives.. That's what I penned down last ..However today I have a different story to say - yes life goes on, but there are defining moments in life that make you a person you are, but this post isn’t really about those character building moments .. this is about those times when , even if its for a short while.. you realize

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The most intriguing part of life is that it goes on.. don’t know how.. right from getting over the reluctance of getting up at 6 to go to work.. to maintaining a healthy life, eating, exercising, to having a decent conversation without falling asleep in between .. everything seems hard these days, everything seems a chore.I cannot fathom my life without the people I cherish the most, who I love

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Relationships - so simple, yet more than three quarters of world can't get it right - why? 'Its complicated' .. I heard my friend tell me when I queried about what she thought about Rihanna being butchered by her boyfriend and she patching up with him and accepting him back into her life... what do people see in their relationships that they decide to go back to the very same person who has hurt

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This time around , my title isn't just titular it is the very content of the small blog -I recently stumbled upon an old CD that had collected dust in my huge rack of cd's ... It had some really offbeat songs that I had picked and burnt apparently when my taste and mood was better than what it is today .. One song that featured in the CD was Palkein Jhukao Na from Sehar - a movie about gangsters

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Words are the most beautiful things when said in the right way at the right time.. words are the most powerful if they come from the right person in the right tone.. Words mean a lot when they offer comfort to someone down and dejected .. and yet words are the most inadequate when it comes to expressing the most intricate feelings, especially that of love and sorrow.. I have increasingly noticed

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No one really believes me when I say planets do affect us and our thoughts and actions. We are made of the same substance as the rest of the universe is, then how can we say that we aren't influenced by the forces of nature? Over the past several centuries we have evolved as humans but by definition we are still made of the same atoms and molecules as the mud on mars or the debris in Saturn's

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Why me .. ? how many times have we questioned ourselves that , how many times in our day to day life we've felt that the universe truly conspires to hit us hard when we are hurt the most .. and how many times have we felt a strange sympathy for ourselves..being the victim of the vicious circle of politicking and fraudulent systems.. inefficient methods and inconsistent society.Self pity while

Khayyalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13035142832390461907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5709521890694567186.post-34448841186682526272009-01-05T09:01:00.000-08:002009-01-05T09:08:39.577-08:00

It wasn't your usual bright cheery day..In fact it was just the opposite, cloud covered sky and misty roads, I generally am depressed when weather's this way, but today driving on those roads felt like cruising on clouds!!As I waited for my fellow carpooler to join me, I more deeply in love with the sights and sounds around me.. grass looked more greener, dew droplets dripped from the bare tree

Khayyalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13035142832390461907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5709521890694567186.post-63168698372155997452008-11-26T10:45:00.000-08:002008-11-26T12:26:44.929-08:00

Desperation for love.. a deadly syndrome hitting all my friends these days.. I want to love someone I want to have a girl in my arms when I meet my friends.. Nice, but do you realize what you are headed for? 'I want to get married.. its high time I do'.. they say, and I ask 'so.. you can't force yourself into love honey, you've gotta find love and that ain't simple as you think it is'.Love is a

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Uncertainty - in everything! Every place I go I see so much to make me upset forever.. and throw me into maniacal depression. And I am not even talking about the real problems .. no poverty, no global warming, no terrorism yet in my list. Simple things make me depressed these days.. two failed marriages of people whom I hardly know.. relationships that are based on absolute zilch.. shaky job

Khayyalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13035142832390461907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5709521890694567186.post-39759704059989263292008-09-13T11:29:00.000-07:002008-09-13T13:32:05.327-07:00

What is it about super heroes that we like the most? Is it their invincibility? Or is it the fact that they are always there to protect the world from the evil? Or is it that they are so .. human despite the powers?Ask me and I'd say the most desirable thing in a superhero is their invincibility...! But many would vote for the vulnerability despite the super powers.. we are a race that likes to

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... Yunhi nahin dil lubhata koi.. Jaane Tu.. Yaa jaane na, Maane tu ya maane naa.. No.. I am not promoting the movie that claims to the the 'chweetest' college love story (of 2008) nor am I planning to promote a probable sequel 'Maane tu ya maane na' depicting the perils that Jai (Imran Khan) falls into after his made-in-heaven love marriage to Aditi (Genelia) , with her bossing him around

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Ah! the language of eyes.. if only all could read and understand each other without the necessity of spelling out emotions.. or even actions.. ! Perhaps its not easy and is rather confusing, but it sure pays when you master the skill!But leave the ishaare with eyes alone, its difficult for most these days to even understand words..Gen X seems to need 10x the words and 10x 'round the bush turns'

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There are ups and downs trials and tribulations...and yet life is life.. you hate being yourself sometimes.. Wish you weren't yourself when you are depressed about gaining that extra pound or when you have a nagging pain pounding your head.. or this one's my favorite.. when your going through a heart break.. You feel.. why am I myself.. but the universe answers for you. You are what you are for a

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... Gham sau baar mila... Thats what gurudutt sang in pyaasa..may be thats true.. and more so in my case.. Met with an accident two weeks back.. and its changed things, no not physically but it was a rude push into the real world for me. I was living in my own sweet dream sequence that never had serious life threatening issues.. where nothing can shake a person.. its all in the mind... ya it

Khayyalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13035142832390461907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5709521890694567186.post-16718141740529344072007-12-28T10:38:00.000-08:002007-12-28T11:13:05.381-08:00

Hmm.. home sweet home.. but where is it? ..I wonder often, where is home.. is it the place you were born in? is it the place your roots trace back to? Is it the place you reside in.. where .. it can be quite a confusing and emotionally challenging if all of them are different and in different countries even... and in the current generation there are increasing number of people who are that way..

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Yes.. the world around me does remind me constantly of this song that I used to often hear on my Dad's Old Hindi Songs collection... "Bholi surat dil ke khote, Naam bade aur Darshan chote" a cry of frustration when one is duped by the dangerous hype that completely evades the actual truth.. this is prevalent in every walk of life.. there is famous saying that goes "Empty vessels make more noise"

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Don't we always feel that the time should stop in its tracks when we are truly enjoying something, be it the company of a person or of nature, you just wish you could just freeze the moment and stay with it...yes I know there are photographs that you capture and keep it as a memoir for lifetime.. never let go, but then thats not the same as being in the moment for ever and ever more, thats the

Khayyalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13035142832390461907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5709521890694567186.post-56795265072786453092007-09-22T15:40:00.000-07:002007-09-22T17:02:04.886-07:00

Interesting fact about Hawaii is that 2/3rds of Kauai used to be Sugarcane plantations and lots of coffee plantations, tea is not new to this place either. Alas, the old fashioned Kauaiians lost against the new hi-tech machinery and ample labor available in countries like China in producing sugar. So of all the plantations that had once flourished, whats left is just two plantations in the whole

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We all deserve a break, we probably don't realize, but most of us slog days together without realizing that we are stressed, reduced by 10 pounds and are on the verge of a nervous or stressed breakdown every other month! But the human mind is immune, it knows when not to give up.. try testing it sometime, if there is an important exam or event, no matter how tired you may be you'll still be able

Khayyalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13035142832390461907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5709521890694567186.post-35661000881844890622007-08-26T17:33:00.000-07:002007-08-26T18:27:02.771-07:00

I was watching this serious detective movie the other day.. and when I say serious, I really mean it, the one in which there is the security of the nation involved and the good people are trying their best to avoid a major disaster from happening.. hmm if you are thinking on the lines of Dr. Dang and the Karma movie sequences.. naa its not that glamorous... this movie was showing the ugly part of

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Attachment! .. And I am not talking about the ones that you send in the email and are restricted to 10 MB size! ..its the emotion that knows no bounds.. Its evil.. people say.. I think its the most wonderful concoction of mind.. second only to the feeling of love.. and according to me... you can never get over the things u are attached to.. can't grow out of it unless you want to! Love is worse..

Khayyalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13035142832390461907noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5709521890694567186.post-53570437182308538052007-07-17T07:34:00.000-07:002007-07-17T09:34:18.947-07:00

Its summer time and the sun sets at 9 pm... and its bright and hot till then..restricting my usual free spirit which asks me to roam around the town and discover new shopping venues..yes its there in me too.. the common streak found in any girl of any origin... the shopping mania! But this isn't about that.. With all the restrictions from weather in place.. I am spending more time watching stuff

Khayyalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13035142832390461907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5709521890694567186.post-71782693823984473662007-07-03T07:46:00.000-07:002007-07-03T08:03:15.656-07:00

Yes.. I'm back after a longer break than I had intended to.. but hey things get tough sometimes .. these are perilous times when one has to work with more efficiency and more concentration.. and I deliver each time, however these are times when u can't really expect the other party to do the same... Isn't it a simple.. just do ur duty the way it should be done.. with a dash of dedication and a

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Losing something always triggers something else in us.. either a simple action - a cleaning spree with hope that one might just find it... although we end up finding all but what we are looking for... else a kind of a strange sadness coupled with a feeling that "it should be here...I wonder why the universe always conspires to take things away from me". This week I have gone on a losing spree..

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What am I or Who am I.. which is the one that matters the most? I often come up with this puzzle of whether the person matter or the identity.. I agree that name and location and social status and all such stuff matters.. but how much does it weigh when there are a zillion other things that define ones personality.. I am a dancer, I am a painter, I am grad school student.. I am the one that has

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I'd rather call it Taaza Chai! after Dor, this was the only movie that had the power of conversations.. the essential part of everyones life.. but one hardly ever pays attention to it.. On the face of it its no different a story than any other love story.. except the fact that the groom is older than the bride's father! but it does not take a rocket scientist to understand that just a concept

Khayyalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13035142832390461907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5709521890694567186.post-84660839859316402282007-05-29T09:55:00.000-07:002007-05-29T11:07:33.834-07:00

Meri aawaz suno.. listen to my voice.. its the best! thats what every individual thinks now a days.. at least the ones that go on all sorts of reality shows and contests that claim that they will make you the voice of nation an idol that can be looked upon.. etc. etc... but they ppl who are chosen as the best.. are rarely the best.. 'coz the contests are looking for well in one word.. and "all

Khayyalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13035142832390461907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5709521890694567186.post-27039179566110182582007-05-07T11:03:00.000-07:002007-05-07T11:50:08.786-07:00

What would be the best way to spend a Saturday night.. Partying.. going to the Royals game? Alas.. not one of these proved a lucrative enough cause .. and so I browsed and browsed until I came across this "free event" .. and no they were not giving away free food.. Hmm not that cheap.. It was a dance and story performance by a popular troupe choreographed by Doug Varone, who apparently has 38,700

Khayyalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13035142832390461907noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5709521890694567186.post-50963349541628619592007-05-03T10:26:00.000-07:002007-05-03T11:26:33.625-07:00

Yesterday I was watching this terribly depressing movie.. Provoked.. which has Ash in it playing the role of the lady who changed the entire outlook towards women and oppression in the world of jury - Kiranjeet Ahluwalia. But the main thing is after seeing a photo where a Dalit woman is being hit with a bamboo stick on the road, the stuff shown in the movie seemed a little pale.. which is

Khayyalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13035142832390461907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5709521890694567186.post-60570802272679061682007-04-24T13:26:00.000-07:002007-04-24T14:00:34.719-07:00

Hmm.. continuing on the last post.. there have been several things happened last week that made me think about the civility in people.. My dad used to say "Common Sense is the most rarest sense found in a man" well I agreed at that point, but lately I have come to think of it as Civic Sense is the one that is the rarest well the last post I said how I had to keep quiet and grin despite the loud

Khayyalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13035142832390461907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5709521890694567186.post-25781431922641885392007-04-18T07:45:00.000-07:002007-04-18T08:09:34.208-07:00

Is it necessary that one has to try hard to fit into the good books of another.. How important is it to "be nice" ? I have a lot of friends.. who love heavy metal.. and make the car a disco type environment when going on drives... but I am quiet as a church mouse at that point... and let it out when they are in earshot.. hmm its their car, their wish.. its civil to shut up.. and bear.. and there

Khayyalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13035142832390461907noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5709521890694567186.post-39364271250244157312007-04-17T08:18:00.000-07:002007-04-17T12:59:40.697-07:00

Main khayyal huin --- Means I am a thought..and yes I did flick the dialog off an old epic serial aired on TV when I was a kid.. every episode used to start with "Main samay huin.." meaning I am time.. its after the passive viewer of every life on this and other universes. On the other hand there is a thought.. very much active alive.. thriving in everyone's mind... frolicking from a definite

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