I Could Never Live Without You

You were the reason I was born,

And for everything I needed you.

So attached to you I was dear,

I could never live without you

You sacrificed everything for me.

I grew up and forgot what I owe you.

And one day, I told you proudly

‘Hey mum, I’ll be fine without you.’

You were born when I was just five.

I found my darling angel in you.

We fought and shared and again,

I could never live without you.

We still live in the same house,

But we have different views.

We know we’ll separate one day,

And bro, I’ll survive without you.

I met you when I was still growing,

I laughed, cried and matured with you.

You knew me more than myself and yes,

I could never live without you.

I still don’t know why you left…

Wondering what happened to me and you.

Our lives have changed like we never dreamt.

Now friend, I stand all alone without you.

You came in life to teach me love,

I dreamt and dreamt only of you.

All the time we kept telling each other,

I could never live without you.

So busy I got in building my future,

I never stopped to think about you.

One day you had to leave and now,

I still have to learn to live without you

a very happy new year to everyone and a happy Vishu...
i had a very strong feeling that this day is gonna be v v lucky for me.. i felt i'll get a mail saying i have gt assistantship today. everything would be fine by the start of the new year i thought.
i checked my mail this morning n no, theres no mail.
well this proves some things.. first that i m not a seer.. loll second my things will never get done till the last minute. it would be a big lie to say i have not started getting apprehensive. bhook lag raha hai. khaana saamne hai lekin kha nahi sakte.
neways some one had told me.. "woh savera aayega woh savera aayega. u just need to hang in der"

Affirmation - Savage Garden

I believe the sun should never set upon an argument
I believe we place our happiness in other people's hands
I believe that junk food tastes so good because it's bad for you
I believe your parents did the best job they knew how to do
I believe that beauty magazines promote low self esteem
I believe I'm loved when I'm completely by myself alone

I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
I believe you can't appreciate real love 'til you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye

I believe you can't control or choose your sexuality
I believe that trust is more important than monogamy
I believe your most attractive features are your heart and soul
I believe that family is worth more than money or gold
I believe the struggle for financial freedom is unfair
I believe the only ones who disagree are millionaires

I believe forgiveness is the key to your unhappiness
I believe that wedded bliss negates the need to be undressed
I believe that God does not endorse tv evangelists
I believe in love surviving death into eternity

I believe this song is too good :)

Scene 1:

11: 15 am – Canteen

“Yaar! How do we finish the presentation by this Friday? We have midterm tests coming up next week” sulked Salma.

“Hmmm...” I said absentmindedly.

“… and all those submissions to be submitted next week. What are we gonna do!”

“Hmmm…” Where the hell is he?

“Sangeetha, How many assignments have you completed in IE?” “Bhaiya 2 chai.”

“Hmm…”

“SANGEETHA!”

“Yes??”

“How many assignments in IE have you completed?”

“Arre, maybe 2-3” Abbe kidhar mar gaya?

She thrust a cup in my hand and we sat down.

“There are 12 in all and you have to submit next week. What do you do at home? Abbe waste! What are you doing?” I had spilt the entire tea on myself and Salma. “Oho!” She said giving her favorite smug look.

“Hi!” he said cheerfully.

“Hey!” I managed. OMG I forgot to brush my hair… and what a mess I am looking…

“You forgot that we drink with our mouths or are you trying to feed your shirt?” he teased.

“Huh?” I said. How can someone manage to be so stupid? What would I not give to be invisible now?

“Cya!” He said and left. Good God he’s leaving so soon. Why couldn’t I have said anything witty?

Scene 2:

1: 30 pm – Grounds

“Sang, you are coming up great. If everyone plays the same way in the game, we are winning gold.”

“Thanks Pari!”

“Chalo then, let’s continue. Try and concentrate on the game” she added nodding smugly towards me.

Oh No! What is he doing here? Boys hostel… so naturally he’s allowed. God please… let me play this one good. Please… please…

“Yeah bowled!” shouted Shalini. Noooo

“Hi!” he called out. “That’s okay! Everyone’s gonna be the same re” he laughed and walked off.

Scene 3:

4: 15 pm – Library

“Come on… I’ll miss my 4:47 Kalyan.” began Remya.

“Yeah Okay! Gimme a minute.” I said. “How many times have I told you bus train and…”

“Hi! You leaving?” yeh and library mein? abhi aana tha isko bhi.

“No.” Remya said quickly. “We are going to have drink. Have to sit till 8 and complete all the assignments today. You’re staying too right?” Love You Remya…

“No.” he said. “I never study in the library. Just came to ask for a book. If I rush I’ll hopefully get the 4:47 Kalyan. Cya later.”

PAIN.....

You said it’s all over.

The dreams died,

The smiles vanished,

The pain remains…

I cry to express the hurt.

My tears, the language of my heart

The tears dry up on my cheeks,

The pain remains…

I drink to dissolve the sorrow.

And you come closer with each ounce

The hallucinations disappear

The pain remains…

I hurt myself.

I hope one pain numbs the other,

The scars heal,

The pain remains…

I turn on the shower.

Let it drown the memories!

The water drains,

The pain remains…

I listen to music.

Wasn’t it the reason I loved you?

Slowly, the notes die away, but

The pain remains…

I write – to flush it out.

The lines soothing the burns,

The words are long forgotten,

The pain still remains…

And, I jump off this cliff

Finding solace in the earth’s lap?

The echoes fade away.

Now, only the pain remains…

Its amazing!! I thought everything really was OVER!! But pain remained... to teach me that world didn't come to an end when one chapter in your life ended. If you dont end it there, the pain will keep thwarting your way... like a thorn, it'll keep stinging you. It keeps saying; 'face it... finish it... and then let it go.'

NEWS: Nasty Exaggerated Wild Stories

“Appa, my favourite cartoon….” SWAP. “Good evening. The headlines…”
I hated her voice. I hated her face. I hated her. I hated NEWS.

Appa never offered explanations. I ran into the kitchen pouting. Amma saw me coming from the corner of her eye and knew what happened. (Moms always know). “I hate her!” I cried. “Why does she always come when I want to see cartoon.

“And she doesn’t even know anything. She blindly reads in the same tone. There’s nothing interesting in the stupid news!!” That day amma explained patiently that news was not supposed to be interesting or ‘juicy’. It was informative and mostly serious. It was a medium for the world to know ‘Wots goin on…’

Times have changed. This means what was just half an hour’s torture has extended to 24 * 7 thanks to these NEWS channels as they call themselves proudly.

News is an exchange of information… But are we mere machines to pass on information blindly? Shouldn’t we give a thought as to whether the audience really needs the information?

What happened at the fashion week was something personal. Wasn’t it embarrassing enough that it happened to those poor girls once in such a huge event, in front of such a large audience for the media to bring it out? Was there a need for a common man to even know such a thing happened?

For a moment think of it this way… What would a sensitive person do if a woman’s top falls off? Rush to her and offer her his coat, clothe her? Why did none sitting there feel like doing that? You may say I watch a lot of hindi movies & that I am not being practical enough but what is the point in buying all those designer outfits and storing them in your cupboard if you can’t cover a lady in serious trouble. How could they manage to sit still & witness it? Was the decorum of the show more important? Didn’t anyone thinking of turning the lights off? Instead, the media took the opportunity to shoot that miserable incident on their camera…

Every, mind you, every news channel has the scene running at least 50 times a day & I can’t differentiate between the last 7 days newspapers as each has the same front-page picture. Some say it was deliberately done. Some say they appreciate the attitude of the models. Filthy hypocrites I call them!

Are these girls just moving mannequins? Where has sensitivity gone? Why have feelings, emotions, relationships been sabotaged by all this glamour? Why has news been replaced by hot stories and juicy gossip? My logic says if these channels dedicate 24 hours to news, they can cover what’s happening in each remote corner of the world. That’s the power of the media. But what really happens is a joke. And people are really laughing at others expense

When I was in school, my teacher once asked, “What are the things required for a plant to grow?” I replied at once, “Sand, water and fertilizers.” My teacher smiled, “You are indeed right but haven’t you noticed plants growing in buildings and tiles without soil? Haven’t you seen plants grow on the deserts without water? And of course, fertilizers are just a manmade entity. Didn’t we grow plants before them?

“But, have you ever seen plants grow without sunlight?”

At that time, I didn’t realize the depth of the statement but now I do…

You cannot farm inside closed doors. Like wise, you can never gain knowledge with a closed mind. The soil is like our base – the foundation, water is nothing but our books and fertilizers represent the internet. But the essence of knowledge – illumination lies in the sunlight. So you have to be open – minded.

Listen to others thoughts, ideas, experiences, innovations very few books can offer you. Life has so much to teach you once you are open minded; you can easily become the richest person in the world.