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Imagine by John Lennon

very good song...

Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one

I know I started this blog with lot of enthusiasm, but I cannot go on writing, just something. There are still one or two visitors, but there is nothing new here. It is pointless.
Thanks for reading and commenting...

Nero Burning room

I just found out how this cd/dvd burning software got its name. It is quite a thinking on the part of its namers. Nero was a roman emperor(54-68 A.D). In 64 A.D. a great fire left much of Rome in ruins, and while it is not certain that Nero himself had the fires set, it is true that his ambitious building campaign, which followed the fires represented to many a private selfishness at a time when public reconstruction was most needed. more

login incorrect

I have a friend(name held for security reasons). He is going paranoid thinking CIA is after him because he secretly tried to send the 2007 finacial bill of Bush government to a friend. He dreamt of Mr Bush in the night who was telling him "we will get you bro". He is not able to login or read any mail from his yahoo account.

Well you know anything can happen in this virtual age when everybody is lying on a harddisk somewhere and you cannot remove yourself from that location. And he is right that the virtual world is more powerfull than the real. And everyday there is a new program which can convert you into bytes in a better, efficient and compressed way to send you very fast through wires perhaps to Guantanamo. And we can do nothing about it. I told him dont worry...

just 2 rupees...

well today there is this woman who came to me when I was standing outside my building and she opened her hand and I gave her 2 rupees and she offered a warm smile and left. Well, it is called begging I guess, but there is something I do not feel sure about it. The only communication was visual and the purpose was accomplished. Did I know from her looks that she was a beggar, or do I have a particular opinion about certains looks to be beggarish. That will make me a very prejudiced person about looks but I guess that is the way it works.

2 rupees is not a big amount, we don't even think about it but somebody does. So people always say don't encourage begging, but people don't say "don't give money to the TC in train" or "it is ok if you came second". Well going by that people only understand things in the way they want to understand.

And for some people there is perhaps no other option but to beg for whatever reasons but I am sure of one thing, nobody begs by choice. And normal people fail somehow to understand this. But anyway, it is a nuisance sometimes also and for that matter it is not the only idea or profession where frustration arises between two people concerned. Just the way we look...

drift

I used to jam with anish when we were still in IIT. He handled tabla with his hard training from childhood and I got guitar with my continous bad training by myself. And we used to immitate the tals and ragas from Hindustaani Classical. It was good, and it used to make us feel proud for something out of nothing. I wish I could play again, same but with more instruments. I am not a musician but music is not that difficult. Once a friend of mine Sid played a suitcase and I played guitar. I have seen more people drifting away from what they like and I am one of them. I wonder if this drift make them more happy...

next door

There are these two chidren Chetan(may be 4) and Shreya(may be 2 1/2) who live just next to our house. They are the grandchildren of our house owner Mr. Rao. A strict looking man, may be 60 or more but kind of ok man. I dont know what to say about him as we never talked much except when he tells us to be not too late in the night as Hyderabad is a dangerous place and to check if everything is switched off in the house when we leave for longer times. I don't know if Hyderabad is dangerous, does not look like, but yeah a terrorist was discovered here some time back. But that is everywhere. We went sometimes on walks at 4 in the morning untill the police station and everything looked sleepy. But we anyway stopped, if we want to live next door. So, about the kids...Chetan is active and may be a ameer baap ki bigadne waali aulad but Shreya is shy and does not speak and just looks. To lure them, I showed them episodes of Tom and Jerry. I still love it. And ofcourse they cannot stop to laugh when everything is a funny fight between Tom and Jerry. I think they think I am funny because I showed them how to clean their nose without showing to anybody. Well, it was just Chetan who was always poking his little nose.

In the begining I was like a forbidden person, as old people always tell to the youngs to not to speak to stranger. Well may be there is a point sometimes and sometimes it is pointless. We cannot change that. But we can try to show that we have a good character :-D

now it is ok

Finally, from my last post on cooking, I think now I am getting used to the idea. Perhaps it is about the mood and adjusting to sometimes new setting. Before it used to be different. I used to eat at some place like shristi or something like that, so I was not used to be concerned about cooking atleast. Just go, pay and eat. It makes a much difference when a lot of things have to be done by yourself. And ofcourse one very important point is about the company. It is very important, to not to get completely lost in yourself as sometimes I do.

cooking alone

I hate cooking by myself. I could be happy as a chef. But cooking for myself is something requires too much effort. And this I found out when I need to cook everyday. I think of imaginative ideas to put things inside a dish, to make it taste better, smell better, look better- but only when there is someone else to eat. All alone it does not even feel better. Any ideas how to solve this. Because I cannot quit cooking as I did other things. Some people do not know how to cook, some people are just too lazy but with me perhaps it is just the general attitude. I think I love to collect all the necessary things needed to cook but when it finally comes to cooking it is...

eating alone

That's is ok :-)