Being Sporty In No Small Way !!!

Yes, the Football World Cup's finally over and a new season of La Liga, English Premier League and Serie A is upon us. The Indian Cricket Team is currently touring Srilanka, and many of us have the Airtel Champions League T20 and the 2011 World Cup to look forward to. Rafael Nadal looks to claim the only Grand Slam that has eluded him in the US Open and Tiger Woods attempts to start again from scratch. The NBA Draft pick is just over and ,so , daily come and go these zillions of tidings in the World of Sports and the associated industries. But, tell me how many of you gave a thought for those games we used to play as kids ;in the past one month or so. Chi Ku Li Ba , Paandi , Book Cricket , Round Toss, Pen Fight , Rubber Fight and so on. This entry in a way is a tribute to those , moments of frivolous and innocent indulgement we shared in these activities.

Games like the above ,were omnipresent during our school days. Days ,when, innocence stemmed from our spirits and days in which our present materialistic outlook was an unknown entity. We have lost our innocence as we progressed through life ,and in a way our shedding of all these games ,is an indication of the above.

To start off ,Paandi has always been a game that had fascinated me . Partly, due to the fact that i never understood it and partly due to the fact, that the girls never allowed the boys to play with them . It had a major rural audience and found a huge following among these children ,especially girls. Paandi is also known as "Nondi " ,and you will understand why as you read on. A more traditional game , it mainly involves a grid 4*2 in size (eight squares of equal area) and , more importantly a stone. As far as i could understand from what my cousin sisters used to play, the game is as follows. The girl throws a stone onto one of these squares , then hops to that particular square ("Nondi":- Hop) and then, picks up the stone with her feet and then hops back to the start. I know its not a great explanation , but as i had already admitted, i never understood the intricacies of this sport. Probably the following link might throw some light :-

http://www.traditionalgames.in/home/outdoor-games/nondi-nonti-pandi-panti

Now , to a game, that held mine and many others attention, throughout my primary and middle school. CHI KU LI BA (click here to view a demo of the game ) is the Desi/Tamil version of the STONE PAPER SCISSORS (click here to view a demo of the game) game . It's a very simple game ,but one which contained amazing levels of entertainment,fun and frolic. The basic concept is the structure of power. For example , the paper exerts more power over the stone as it can cover it ,whereas the scissors exerts more power over the paper , as it can cut through and so on. So the two players basically , need to form the respective symbols using their hands, and whoever has the symbol of the higher precedence ,wins the tie. A simple game decided by the moment, but one which epitomized those fun-filled and no holds days of our life as kids. I dont think i need to explain further on this, as most of you should be familiar with this game. If you are not ,you have missed out on your childhood. Below is the link ,for the Chi Ku Li Ba official page on Facebook :-

www.facebook.com/pages/Chi-Ku-Li-Ba/111163662235911

. Moving onto games which required a bit more agility and ability with numbers, Book Cricket is the first which comes to my mind. Again , a game most of you should be familiar with. I will explain ,though for those poor souls ,who lost their way during their childhood. Book Cricket is a game solely reserved for class hours, which makes it all the more spicy. All you need is some textbook, a classmate who is as disoriented with the proceedings of the class as you are, a not too smart teacher and a place in the last bench (preferrably) . The score is read by every single flip of the book. The catch here is the fact, that only the last digit of the right hand side page number is taken into account . So, invariably you end up with numbers 0,2,4,6 and 8 and the batsmen end up with even numbered scores. The toss is won by the guy who gets the highest even number at the first run. Then the game starts. 2,4,6 and 8 are valid scores and 0 is considered out. So the score adds up till, you get a zero. This case is repeated for 10 wickets. Finally , the target is set , and your opponent has to follow the same process and try beat your score. Simple enough, is it not. No sponsors, no cheerleaders, no late night parties, no Lalit Modi ; just happiness, innocence and childish fervour. The man of the match turns out to be those moments we share , while we play this game.

Finally, a game i should not miss out. ROUND TOSS. A game we discovered during, our XIth and XIIth and especially during our IIT JEE classes. Its basically a variant of doubles in tennis. Lets start off with a simple example. Imagine a tennis court , with four players ;P1,P3 on one side and P2,P4 on the other . My explanation will be better elucidated if i can add illustrations to support them. But , its already 11 in the night ,and i am feeling too lazy and tired after , a long day in the saddle :P . Coming back to the game, the basic principle behind the game is "MOVE AS YOU PLAY". Lets look at why is it called so.

.P1 serves and moves to the other side of the court. If we freeze the court at this point of time, P2,P4 and P1(in that order) will be on one side and P3 on the other . Now, P2 hits the return and moves to the other side. If we freeze again now, we will have P4 and P1 ; P3 and P2 on opposite sides of each other. Now, P3 returns and moves to the other side. Following the freeze cycle ; P4, P1 and P3 will be one side and P2 on the other. Now , finally P4 hits the return and moves on. So ,now a single cycle is complete. Similar to tennis , a person is out if he/she misses the return and ,slowly , one by one is ousted till the final 2 compete against each other , over a normal game of single point tennis ,to decide the winner. This game can be extended to several players. I remember once playing with 30 people during the IIT JEE Classes. This game had a huge following amongst the students of P.S.Senior and PSBB schools. Again , a simple enough invention of a game, but ,as you can see ,it gets a bit complicated and a wee bit difficult to understand on paper . The purpose of explaining this game is better served, when i add illustrations to this post ,and i promise i will get back to this post soon ,and edit and add illustrations.

.There are many more i can think of ; and many will be there , of whose existence i would have forgotten or i never would have been aware off . If you can name a few of them in your comments to this post, i will be forever grateful and indebted to your sporty and kind hearted souls.

. This post is a fond remembrance of all those amazing days we shared, as kids ; running and laughing ; holding hands together and playing our way into each other's hearts and mind . Life was truly a Bed of Roses then . God, can i have those days back again, please.

And Now For Something Completely Different !!!

This post is inspired by my admiration for Monty Python and the beauty and effectiveness of various languages around the world. Got this idea ,when i was replying to one of my friend's tweets.

Most of you will find this attempt stupid. Those who do not ,and are, willing to read through, keep Google Translate handy.

'N taal is so' n kragtige medium vir die vervoer van menslike emosies, gedagtes en meer.Sprachen haben einheitliche Ländern verursacht Kriege und rewrittend das Leben der Menschen.të tillë e saj një të mesme të poweful, dhe ngjall emocionet, të cilat ndonjëherë mund të kufirit në fanatizëm.الكلمات ، قد تكون هي نفسها ، عندما نفكر والكلام ، ولكن اللغة المحكية يأخذ هذه الكلمات الى المستوى التاليBai, ahal duzu batzuk, hizkuntza horretan bakarrik ez du sortzen intentsitatea argudiatu ditzake, baina hizlariaren ahotsa eta bere intentsitatea ere handia papera.Аднак, многія выступалі пагадзіліся, што мова прыносіць на іх, да гэтага часу невядомых пачуццё, што яны не могуць назірацца з думкамі.

No és que el seu impacte en pau, que els fa tan ric.它的歷史，使他們這樣一個有趣的研究。
Jezici kao što su sanskrt su stariji od mnogih civilizacija i nose sa sobom iznenađujuće povijesti.Deres udvikling og attributter er så svært at forstå. Languages by themselves are a riddle, many have found difficult to have.

Malgré une histoire aussi riche, les langues de nos jours sont de plus en plus utilisés dans les connotations négatives. Divisións de base en linguas, e do fanatismo que se seguen, dilacerado nacións.लोगों भाषाई कट्टरता में अंधा हो गया है और गलत कारणों के लिए अपनी भावनाओं . Tá sé seo scaipthe ar fud gach shraitheanna den tsochaí agus ar fud na ranganna ar fad i measc na maiseanna.3最近の例では、私の心に、インドのコンテキスト特にれています。첫째, 타밀 나두 다 끝났어, aradhana는 타밀어로 진행 될수하는 사원에 대한 청원있다.Aš niekada suprasti, kas nulėmė tokią varomąją, todėl aš nenoriu pastabas šiuo klausimu.Второ, адвокати се петиција дека Тамилски биде јазикот кој се користи во courtrooms во Тамил Наду.Vtoro, advokati se peticiJa deka Tamilski bide Jazikot koJ se koristi vo courtrooms vo Tamil Nadu.Ja, hvis rettferdighet kan utlevert raskere, hvorfor ikke.Terceiro, o ensino técnico foi convidado para ser comunicado em tâmil em muitas faculdades em todo o estado.Kama mhandisi mwenyewe, sijui kama ni hatua katika mwelekeo sahihi.

Bu konu hakkında daha fazla yazmak istiyorsunuz, ancak bu giriş zor olmuştur.Більшість з вас знайти цю спробу нерозумно, але, в деякому розумінні, її моя належне Мови світу.Tôi đã cố gắng để kết hợp như nhiều ngôn ngữ càng tốt. Bydd eich sylwadau, boed yn gadarnhaol ac yn negyddol cael eu derbyn yn llawen.

اور ہاں ، ایک خاص کے لئے شکریہ ان تمام لوگوں ، جو اس لائن تک پڑھنے کے درد

A Case of Been There, Almost Done That !!!

. Four years in college ,was a great learning curve. Its slope was never constant ,so that should tell you something ,about how things must have been. I went through a number of experiences ,good and bad . I came out of most of them , as a stronger individual and as a more mature person ,realizing and repenting for my mistakes ,and at some instances , feeling happy for the right choices i had made. Some had left me emotionally drained . These were the most difficult to come out off . This is an account of one such experience.

. Most of us ,who land up in engineering colleges, either by will or force ( I belong to the second) , dream of going out ,with a plum and high paying job in their hands. I was no different !!! An Electronics and Communication Engineer by trade, i was left surprised at my lack of interest in core subjects such as Signal Processing, VLSI blah blah blah .... These were the subjects on mastering and understanding, which will land you in dream companies like Texas Instruments, Analog Devices ,Intel , Qualcomm and other behemoths . Our placement season is an around the year process and starts in July and ends in May the next year. NIT Trichy is one of the premier engineering institutes in the country , and you are almost assured of a job ,when you enter . What and which job, is upto you ???

. The placement season is coordinated by the Department of Training of Placement and involves some commited effort and genuine hardwork put in by the Department Placement Representatives ,whom we refer to as "CIC ( Campus Incharge of Companies ) REPS " . Most of the students , atleast those who were serious about jobs ,sat down at the end of third year and started preparing seriously for placements. But, i had already set my sights on higher studies and given my lack of interest in core concepts, i had decided to sit only for management jobs. By the way , i detest coding and programming, so did not want a software job . Naturally, my parents were shocked. Convincing them ,took me the better part of one month. Enough of the background, lets get to the point.

. It was the second week of placements ,and this British based Management and Product Rights company ,was the second on campus after Adobe. It was the first management company on campus, and obviously i decided to try my hand at it . So , i registered for it . Another sop in sitting for a management job , is that you hardly require any prior preparation . As i found out later , all you need is a quick mind, the ability to think on your feet, the ability to hold an audience and convey your thoughts in a focussed and captivating manner .

. The day the company was on campus, i went for the usual power point presentation ,any company puts up before the process starts. I was in formals for the first time , and the blazing July heat did not help at all . I still remember cursing the guy ,who invented formals. They are just not made for the heat. So, i sat in the AC auditorum and was listening to the droning voice of the HRs . They almost put me to sleep. The usual riff-raff about the jobs, workplace , compensation ..... zzzzzz.. zzzzzz.... My friend woke me up after the presentation was over.

. As usual , the next round was a written test. This test was the first instance of the many changes in attitude i went through during the process. The paper though simple was devious and brilliantly set. It thoroughly explored your fundamentals . One simple mistake, you are dead. I came to accept that these guys meant business and ,unknowingly, started to appreciate them and their employers. Lo behold, i qualified the written and the next round was a personal interview.

. So, i had to rush to the aforementioned Training&Placement Department for my interview, next day morning. And , YES , i was wearing a TIE . The first time in my life :D .. It was almost a royal feeling . I experienced a smug satisfaction when , i saw those envious looks , my batchmates were giving me .A few wishes later , i was sitting in the T&P ,waiting for my turn.

. Time stood still ,while i was waiting. For the first time, i was actually feeling nervous during the whole process . I was appearing for my first interview. It was a small step into a professional life, but ,still a significant one. People who went in and came out , displayed emotions across the spectrum. Some were exuberant and happy, some quietly confident, some had the look of horror and some gave away nothing. It made me even more nervous and increased my tension. Finally , my turn came. I drank some water to quench my parched throat and went in.

. Time flied inside. I came out , i had to say smiling and confident that i had done well. It would have been understatement ,to say, that i would have disappointed not to have been selected for the next stage. Again ,another significant change in the attitude.

.So, i went to my room .The results were expected in the evening. I sat nervously, pacing back and forth, twiddling my thumbs, restless and shuffling ,akin ,to an expectant father :) . The results did come finally , and , yes, i was selected for the next stage. It was an on-the-top-of-the-world feeling and i was jumping for joy. Many congratulated me , but ,somewhere within me , a voice whispered that , there was one more stage left. I decided to mute it out and jump for joy. The first mistake and the probably the first sign of complacency beginning to creep in .

.Six of us (3 from my department ) ;3 guys and 3 girls ; were selected to go to their India Operations Office in Bangalore (where else). All we know ,was that we would be spending a day there . We were not informed about what will happen there and, they specifically told us not to prepare anything. It was going to be a first for me in many ways , and i was planning to enjoy it to the maximum . The sweethearts, they were , they were paying for our whole trip. My respect for them ,was growing by the minute :)

. So finally the day came. Again those feelings of nervous anticipation and a fear of negotiating the unknown ,came rushing back. It was as if god had taken a spyglass and was looking at me through them. But , i was confident that i could give my best , and, i was sure that i was primed for the challenge . I still dont know whether this was a feeling bordering on overconfidence .Dont think i will ever be able to figure that out.

. I will never forget that day in my life. It was an exhilirating and amazing experience . Everything about them oozed invention and innovativeness. It was a company that i could relate to and see myself in . As an inquisitive person and as somebody who loves research and innovation ,i found them and their work ethics amazing. I so so badly wanted to get placed there . Again , a huge change in my attitude . A total extreme to the one i had started off with.

. Late in the evening ,we three guys , sat discussing the events and happenings of the day over pastries and coffee at La Boulangerie. The girls had gone for some shopping. All of us were singing their praises ,and i found out that i was not the only one ,who had undergone this sea change in attitude . All of us badly wanted to make it . I was even willing to give up my dreams of ,higher studies to take up this challenging and wonderful job.

.The HRs said they would mail the final results to the T&P , the next day morning. So, all of us returned to Trichy ,that night . I could not sleep that night on the bus . Dont know whether it was because of the cold air-conditioning, but , i attribute it more to the excitement that was flowing through every nerve in my body. I was already dreaming about making it big in the company ,dreaming of drawing my own salary, splurging it and living an amazing life . It was an exhilirating feeling , and i dint sleep a wink on the bus ,that night.

. Morning finally arrived ,and we reached Trichy. Everybody at the hostel , was asking me about how it went, and ,i did not know what to reply , but i just smiled. I think most of them took it ,as , that i had done well . Yes i knew i had done well and was expecting to make the final cut. Overconfidence??? I dont know !!! I just could not wait.

. I still clearly remember the moment. It was during the second hour . The results are first sent to the Department CIC REP ,who then forwards it to the whole class . My name as you know, starts with a 'V' , so i am the last ones to get these group texts. It was a boring Mobile Communication class, and i could suddenly see ripples , in the otherwise dull class . Two girls , one of them ,who had come to Bangalore along with me ,started hugging each other . I knew ,at that instant itself that , it could not be without a reason and every nerve ending in my body, starting firing with anticipation. The guy ,sitting next to me ,was my best friend , and his name started with 'A'. He got the text before me . He just tapped me on my shoulder, and i still clearly remember the exact words he said , " I AM SORRY THAT I HAVE TO BREAK THIS TO YOU" and passed on his mobile.

. There were the ,roll numbers of the people who had been selected from my department. There were two . Mine was not there . The other two had qualified. I just went numb . I was not feeling anything even though the nerve endings were still firing . I just calmly ,gave back the mobile to him and went back to taking notes. The class finally got over. There were hoots and cheers of happiness and screams and peals of joy and excitement. The two who had got through ,quickly came to me and said a cursory sorry and the usual... I cant blame them , can i . On the day, they were better than me .The guy was taken out and his ass whipped. The girl was whisked away to the snacketeria for the treats she owed.

. I just went out of my classroom calmly ,and headed to my room. There was no class, the next hour. I was so suprised at this calm disposition of mine. I slowly walked past hordes of students , their chatter and activities blind to me. I was temporarily deaf, dumb and mute. Then it started. A trickle from my eyes, slowly and slowly , increasing in intensity , until i started crying out in frustration , disappointment and more . My best friend ('A' ) came upto me and put an arm around me ,and i just started crying on his shoulder, in plain sight and in front of everyone. I did not care, i just wanted to cry. He quickly took me to my room . I just kept on crying. I could not think of anything else . He stayed with me till i got back to normal and then left me.

. I opened my laptop and started listening to my favourite song of Coldplay " Where do we go , nobody knows " . I concentrated on the lyrics, never had they seemed so full of life and never could i relate to them this much . For the first time in my life, i actually understood , what people meant by "A calm before the storm " .

.Truly , a case of "Been There, Almost Done That ".

.Dedicated to all my juniors ,who are appearing for their placements this year . I hope this does not happen to you ,but if it does , do take it as a learning experience and try to come out of it stronger.

STRANGERS

"Everybody starts as strangers ; some fall by the wayside and some stand by you ,till your last breath ".

. Life is a long journey ,where friendship is the only transport that is always bankable. We are not born with friends, are we. We see millions of people around us everyday , but we relate to very few of them . We interact with even fewer and an even lesser amount ,have the right and ability to impact us . But , there's a common thread running through all of them,everybody started as a stranger.

We would have come across million opportunities in our life , till date, to meet strangers. Be it your first day in kindergarden , your first outing with a group, your first day in college,travelling in a bus or train, going to a cricket match or even dining in a hotel.

Well , in most cases, its those first few words and sentences ,which breaks the ice. The conversation may be minimal , the words not so great or thoughtful ; but more importantly they should be right . If the two are generally able to sustain a conversation ; it generally develops into an intuition to know more about each other .The conversation may vary across a wide range of topics and issues ; but the ability to sustain it and make it interesting is very important . Its even more so in a fledgling friendship, as words are the only medium through which strangers can relate to each other.

It does not stop there . Getting to know each other is just the beginning. Friendship is something that thrives on one's respect for the other's opinions, likes and dislikes. The ability to relate to each other's attitudes and outlook becomes very important . Not everybody's a mirror image of one another. But in a way , this acts as a essential ingredient for a thriving friendship. Two people with , totally different attitude's and outlook , do find it sometimes , difficult to bond together and relate to each other. But ,even if one shows the genuine commitment and interest to get to know the other person , foundations for a healthy friendship can be easily built.

Some friendships loose their verve , when, a period called "Saturation ( a psychology term ) " ,starts to cast its shadow over the relationship. Generally, in such instances, one of the two begins to find the other a bit uninteresting and the warmth in the relationship ,gradually wanes. Its almost like a cancer . This is the most crucial period of any relationship. Building and burning bridges is very easy, but to sustain the faith in its safety and credibility is the most important .

Many do ,try and work out their differences and sort it out. And its always better to have a conversation , not a talk. Some dont take the effort , move on and try to leave their past behind them. Trust me, the second option is very painful and takes a long time to heal. Though ,some might find the first a bit impractical , because of the feeling that you have been let down and taken for a ride, still, making an effort is something we have to consider. But , yes, if you are thoroughly disenchanted with a person ,who was once your friend and has really left you in despair with his or her attitude and activities, then , definitely , its not worth the effort. He or she is not worthy of it .

Generally , relationships which somehow meander around these upheavals and differences , blossom . Some transcend into an even powerful emotion in love and some become pals for life. There's no prescribed tonic to get over troubles in a friendship. A genuine attitude, the ability to hear the other person out and warmth and trust are the threads which weave this wonderful fabric.

Friendship also thrives on the space, understanding and independence one gives the other. But , its not something to be granted , but rather something that should be an innate feeling . Greater this feeling ,better the depths of understanding .

I cant end this post without a reference ,to the movie " The Bucket List " . I do not know ,how many of you have seen it . Its a beautiful and poignant movie of two strangers who meet each other on their deathbeds and progress through a world of fun ,laughter and tears to become thick friends. Its an amazing depiction of this wonderful relationship . Superb potrayals by Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman ,go a long way in making this movie , one of my favourites. I have watched it many times, but still certain scenes leave me teary-eyed. Do watch it if you have not .You will not regret it :)

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bucket_List

Friendship is an emotion, we need to cherish and celebrate. It comes with no expectations . It just requires time , effort , trust and warmth .

Dedicated to all those strangers ,who have taken the pain to get to know me better.

In Solitude lies my Identity !!!

I am right now penning this entry, just to stem my frustration . Events of the past few hours have been overwhelming, and i needed a distraction ,pretty badly.

By chance,an hour ago, i came across the following in my tweetdeck : " In Solitude lies my Identity " . The tweet at first looked pretty insignificant. But , after sometime, it had me thinking. Ten minutes later, i could actually relate to it ,and lo behold , a welcome distraction.

So i thought ,why not give vent to my interpretations here ? After all ,writing kind of soothes me.

.Coming back to the issue. Solitude as one would define it ,is basically being seperated from people and trying to think and live independently. I find many people ,getting this definition wrong. Solitude does not mean you need to be alone and seperated, you can even experience solitude in your own independence !!! I strictly believe the second one is ,what i prescribe to.

. Hmm, i have never been a great social animal. But that does not mean i am a total introvert. You just need to strike a balance between both , and ,tread a path that makes you feel comfortable and at home. Your solitude arises out of this comfortableness . Basically, you define your own boundaries and within them , all issues and decisions are left to your independence. No interference ,whatsoever !!!

. I have had pretty strong opinions on solitude for a long time !!! I never really gave a thought ,as to what caused such depth in my feelings !!! When i come to think of it now, i realize it basically boils down to the people who shape your life. I hate people who, just jump into my life out of nowhere and try to tell me what to do. Hello, i do like my space and i want you to respect it also .

. Half my life has gone , in explaining and convincing people , about each and every step i take. I understand all this , is due to the concern they have over me . But ,when this concern ,kind of stretches into the independence i expect while taking decisions , it disturbs the equilibrium. Striking a balance is very important over here !!! Call this "Generation Gap " or whatever you want to name it as. Its more than anything ,an exercise in trust and confidence. Once you have established such an atmosphere, reasoning with and convincing these people becomes easy .

.Coming to the Identity part. I believe i have always, found my best reserves and resources ,when i have been given time and space to think . In a way, you can say my "identity stems out of my actions and thoughts , which in turn are influenced by the independence and the environment i am experiencing at that point of time" .

.Lets look at a very stupid example. Well ,it just goes to show you, how silly my levels of abstraction can get :P. Fourth and fifth semesters were my worst in college. One reason for my poor performances ( no i am not shifting the blame or anything ) ,was that i used to study along with a group ,whose way of learning concepts and applying them to problems, were completely different from mine. It affected my preparations for my exams a lot. Dont ask me why i stuck to them for two semesters. Call it friendship or gratitude. But , i knew a decision had to made , after the end of the fifth semester.

Some straight talk later, i was studying on my own. My performances improved. I read at my own pace, used my own tricks to learn concepts, understand and apply them to problems. Again , i am not squarely blaming them for my poor performances. But , it was a reason. Again, you might find this silly, but its a small example which might go a long way in helping you understand my thoughts.

This is not the only instance. I have always maintained that i am a bit aloof , and i expect people to respect me,for what i am . I truly respect those , who gave me the space and independence i need.

You know what's more important ? When you bring such a predicatement upon yourselves and when you choose to live a life of solitude through independence , you are responsible for almost every decision you take , and you are always under some pressure (inflicted by yourself ) to make the right choice. People will give their opinions, but the final decision's upto you. There's no fallback .

Coming to think of it, the above attribute has kind of really shaped my maturity(or whatever i have of it ). Now , that i am off to distant lands to pursue a dream ,and where help and opinion is always not available, this maturity will count a lot , when taking decisions.

As i move closer and closer, the thought that i am facing my toughest challenge is both an inspirational and overwhelming feeling .

Hmmm, so here's a huge thanks to all those who have respected me for what i am ,given me space and independence and , in a way shaped my identity !!!

PS : I am sorry if i ended the entry a bit on the blunt side. I am having a headache. Guess i thought too much :P.

Am i crazy or is it just my hormones ???

.Ever sat on a top of a small hillock , feeling the chill wind blowing against your face and stare into the distance with glassed eyes ? Have you ever felt desperate for a psychic vision , a glimpse into the future . See what life has in store for you ,and see how it pans out and see where it leads to you.
Have you ever longed for love ???

. I dont what is these days. I feel am becoming crazy . People i have been speaking to have asked me to take a flip and trip on something else. Well , after all i am a guy , and i cant be too expressively romantic . Or can i ??? Girls to whom i have spoken , give me the 'duh' look , when i told them i loved their eyes. Well , cant boys love girls eyes . Well do we always have to stare below their necks ? I am a strong believer that , love stems out of eyes. They reflect a lot on what goes on inside you. The face maybe the index , or whatever the saying goes as , but ,the eyes can never lie .

. I had a crush , a pretty strong one at that too for a girl , i met after a long time .It was the first time i had met her alone. It was neither her smartness nor her vivacious attitude that drew me towards her , it was her beautiful ,expressive and kohl lined eyes . They reflected every emotion of her . Her words were just a tool for conveying her emotions and thoughts, it was her eyes which gave everything away. Why cant people have eyes for mouths ? Well ,after all eyes can also talk.
I am sure any guy , who must have read this so far , must be "Tsk, Tsking " .

. These days i love reading eyes . I just hope my special girl has a beautiful pair of them , in which i can stare into for a long time , see them twinkle like stars , see them fog with her love for me . I know i am a bit selfish here, but i think its a small wish on my part . She doesn even need to say ,that she loves me . All i want to see is her smile , which will pull her cheeks up and make those eyes twinkle, bright and warm. Love is just not about being together and for each other , its about those moments of happiness and sorrow which goes beyond words . I learnt it the hard way in college.

. I learnt to respect a woman in my four years in college. I learnt to accept them for what they are ,and that beauty is just not skin deep, however cliched it might sound . I understood what is to feel being loved and how important is honesty and affection is in a relationship .

. All i want is a chance to give it back to my special girl . To show her what it is being and feel loved , to make her happy . Yes, i am desperate for love !!!!

. I have never understood love. From what my i could interpret, i felt love when i was happy, when i was smiling , when somebody put a hand around my shoulder either to comfort me or hug me .I have felt love in people's laughter and also in their tears. I have felt love through my mother's kisses and my father's strong hands . I have felt love through those wonderful moments i had shared with my friends. But , this poor attempt at defining love , still feels incomplete.

. I have never felt love as it is being loved. I hope she comes into my life, to define that for me. That day, i am a complete man . I hope she will walk into my life one day to teach me what love is .

. I am still looking out for her. Eyes and ears open . I hope she comes to me soon !!!

.Till then , i will always get back to that dream , of me sitting on top of a hillock ,with the wind across ur face and staring into oblivion and probably, a life filled with hope, happiness and HER !!!!

. Wherever you are , i pray that our paths cross atleast once .

PS : I LOVE HER ...