In a quiet quarter

On a lonely land

I Stand and wait for you.

I feel a smile

Thats creeping slow

While a thought

Comes hopping through.

And yet before I realize

Its far beyond my reach.

In a quiet mumble

With a broken pause

The moment comes to siege.

In awkward silence

Stranded at bay

Without a sail to lead.

I stop and stare into randomness

While my emotions silently bleed.

an evening drizzle
a morning walk
moments of togetherness
when we share and talk

some cluster clutter
some go.. some be..
life happens
when you re with me

Orbiting round the sun
With you my day was fun

Was it something unintentional
Or some emotional taboo?

Everywhere i see..
her xerox comes to me…

On paper black n white..
Even in the dream of the night…

But questions as they say…
Never get answered, Do they?

“Love… Why dont I just come over”
“Really!! you can……
“Ehhh.. Anytime.. But…
Look Its time to goto bed.”

“Oh is it? What is in bed that you do?”
“Now why dont I just come over and meet you?”
“Aha!! Dream on my boy!”
“Thats what I do.. and I suggest the same to you too”

“Right!! Too much for today I guess”
“Unusual!!!!…………. but It was fun!!”
“Lovely ending when the day is done!”
“Exceptional infact!!…. phew!
“So lets call it a nite!!!”
“Hhunnn….Yea.” – Sighs the girl on the other end
“I guess… Long distance relationships share this funny trend”
“Phew!!!”

While the post above is an acrostic of what girls vs guys see in long distance relationship.. The post below is the original thought.

Original one

“Why dont I just come over” – he said
“Oh” – said she.
“Anytime…. but not now.
Its my time to goto bed.”

“What is in bed that you do?”
“Why dont I just come over and meet you?”
“Dream on my boy!”
“Thats what I do..
and I suggest the same to you too”

Okiedokes… At first i wanted to capture this but then I didnt……. and then something happened … Surabhi, the hostess of the meet wrote a post and re-ignited the passions to the dying flame… So herez a random capture of what all happened at the Delhi Meet on August 2, 2009… yea yea.. that was friendship day… A community from orkut planned to meet after almost an year of planing shanning…. proposing and conforming to all the pre-reqs of the meet

Agendas… None

Venue: CCD (:P i dont rem what was that place) in New Delhi

Time: 12 mid noon

Who All? umm… we know each other for an year now, online that is; these ubercool identities finally thought its time to break out of the coccoon.. but only five of us were brave enough for this frogging

Members who finally made it:

Surabhi – the humor queen hostess

Saurabh – What next??

Who am I aka Priy – I am yet to find me

Shiney – Am cool !!

Navin – I ll capture all of this

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So on to the story rightaway… I was told there is a meet coming up on August 2nd and i thought “okay it ll be fun!!”…… It surely was!!

Just as a matter of fact from past experiences I had my plan B ready I took a book with me just incase…. you know… noone turns up yes that happens here in delhi specially if its general community other any software thing or entrepreneurial thing…. ppl just dont turn up… :/ Anyway back the story…

I entered the scene… and here z what it was like… I noted two people going yak yak yak and one sitting in a corner observing them kind of silently the best part was, they didnt realise, that they changed gears and overtook this candidate whenever she had somethin to say bechari…. n somethng quiet astonishing was the fact that the queen wanted to stay longer but the maharajical majesty was bored after he was left with no spice to curry his “What next”….

And our very own humour guru Surabhi .. well her potential is unquestionable and she mantained the pace right throughout

Girl you have some talent!! a perfect gossip guerilla …. hats off to her energy and wit !!

whatever came out of her bag was strictly confidential but so very bloggable also i must say there was fellow who gained all the focus of the hocus pocus right from the start towards the end…. I dont recall his name.. but he is known for proposing all the dames in the community “Do you have a bry frand? ” Okay agreed.. thats too much masala

then aayee thodi late lateef who had not clue of the time… or even who she was…. ”who am I?” she kept observing people… blushing at intervals… excusing herself for a bad throat whenever the needle was pointed to her but later on we found out that she z known for her love for pizzas and couches in pizza hut …

But……..If there is one person who made the most of the meet was who else but Nivi…. She called to speak to everyone and boy she got all the chance to talk to so many of em… “Satsreeakal from Simranjeet”… “hello from Spriglief” (aka Springleaf; courtesy Surabhi)…. kya haal hai from Megha……. and so on….. kya kismat he uski and she believed all of it LOL!! All the roles and mimickry was again Courtesy the humour queen…. who else Sur madam

Yea… One more fellow barged in towards the end of the meet and the instant reaction from Priy was to put her bag on the seat just in case…. this gentleman accompanying another fine gentleman who was no less than a model (no kidding here) came right in asked for the phone… made the calls to 911 :p and then flinged the chair and confronted the mankind with the most perplexing gesture.. Hello!! meet?? AP

and then vanished in the dark like a shaktiman… boy was he quick…. and determined to just do his job the call i.e. 911 and back to evergreen eversville like Stallone…. kya entry thi by god !!

Finally towards the end of the meet our very own christopher columbus; the explorer who literally found half the members onboard and was the so called hostess of the meet who was multitasking all this while …. celebrating a bday party simultaneously; meeting a fella and playing brownie brownie yes papa …. dogfighting humor banter with another onboard pilot…. and manuevering the meet proceedings…. also gossiping abcd to xyz…. was finally silenced and quietened and brought under controlled counselling environment (that can be another big post .. how n what)….

Waise Surabhi has it defined and very clear either guys in her life are “brother kind of thing” i guess instantly she decides who to put in that category and who in the other

tch tch … so many things happened in those six hours..where Saurabh had to control the sync of where thngs are going with his “What next?” We wonder wat made him leave so early “What next?”

So What next?

I guess tht shd sum up somewat… though I can go on and on with all the things that happened … so many still to cover … may be next time

And i realised we have an invisible monitoring committee at AP who keeps all the whereabouts of who z going around wid whom.. and who is seeing whom… and also wat are future probables

BEWARE GUYS!!! You are under vigilance !!! and call for thy god if SPOTTED  by the Gossip guerrillas!!!

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All this is spiced up banter… no offences meant and no intentions to hurt anyone … so take it lightly and enjoy the story Thank you for being patient if u read all this crap. U hv some forbearance!!!

… and next time .. try and be at the meet

Once upon a time,
ages ago,
there lived three sisters,
and a dog………
The sisters were the princess’
of the kingdom…
and the dog was I…

The legend has it;
they would always fight,
for every silly this n that;
and no one ever,
would even dream
to stay out of the mess,
or ever complain or cry…

Spending those two hours
in the power cut;
was the most exciting you see..
To make air bubbles
with the blank pen’s refill
big bigGER BIGGEST
BIGGEST in all that can be…

And soon it would turn
to a bugle from the bubble
and wage upon a war…
To fetch more light
from the lantern
they shared,
whilst in the darkest hour!

And that would result
in areas on mat,
to mark the four divides..
No not of anything hostile;
just to make em stay
in their plotted confines…

‘this is my space’
one would say.
‘you re the crossing the line’
- Another.
‘you better stay on ur side mister’
‘else…..I know’
‘how to get what’s mine’
‘….and forget that u re my brother’…

The youngest one,
would then take a lead,
and recite poems
in voices so loud…
Then so faithfully
to win back the glory lost,
I would double the pitch
of my sound!!

And when I speak
of voices bold
how can I not mention this..
when the princess’
would hunt the butterflies
in the gardens of yesterday
I would raise my staff
up in the air to say
‘I have the power’
‘Come to me for rescue if you may’!!

Now scenes have changed
and the times as well.
They live in the corners
of the big kingdom…
One longs to get back
and mix up well
hoping the days
shall soon again come!!!

To remember and cherish
those moments they lived once,
they send me a fine yarned thread…
and it binds us together
in warmth so firm;
and i just know it
that i am so BLESSED!!

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This post is dedicated to my three sisters with whom i used to fight so much when i was a kid… we were made to sit n study 6-8 everyday… and my mom was very strict with the timings…. this post shares of what all adventures we had in that time… or even in the garden when I would pretend to be He-man with a sword and those funny enthusiastic retakes….. today i just captured it on the eve of rakhi

Taken from a mail to me:

A man and his girlfriend were married. It was a large celebration. All of their friends and family came to see the lovely ceremony and to take part in the festivities and celebrations. Everyone had a wonderful time.

The bride was gorgeous in her white wedding gown and the groom was very dashing in his black tuxedo. Everyone could tell that the love they had for each other was true.

A few months later, the wife comes to the husband with a proposal: “I read in a magazine, a while ago, about how we can strengthen our marriage.” she offered.

“Each of us will write a list of the things that we find a bit annoying with the other person. Then, we can talk about how we can fix them together and make our lives happier together.”

The husband agreed, so each of them went to a separate room in the house and thought of the things that annoyed them about the other. They thought about this question for the rest of the day and wrote down what they came up with.

The next morning, at the breakfast table, they decided that they would go over their lists.

“I’ll start,” offered the wife. She took out her list. It had many items on it enough to fill 3 pages, in fact. As she started reading the list of the little annoyances, she noticed that tears were starting to appear in her husbands eyes.

“What’s wrong?” she asked. “Nothing” the husband replied, “keep reading your lists.”

The wife continued to read until she had read all three pages to her husband. She neatly placed her list on the table and folded her hands over top of it.

“Now, you read your list and then we’ll talk about the things on both of our lists.” She said happily.

Quietly the husband stated, “I don’t have anything on my list. I think that you are perfect the way that you are. I don’t want you to change anything for me. You are lovely and wonderful and I wouldn’t want to try and change anything about you.”

The wife, touched by his honesty and the depth of his love for her and his acceptance of her, turned her head and wept.

In life, there are enough times when we are disappointed, depressed and annoyed. We don’t really have to go looking for them.

We have a wonderful world that is full of beauty, light and promise.

Why waste time in this world looking for the bad, disappointing or annoying when we can look around us, and see the wondrous things before us?

Moral of the story: We are happiest when we praise the good and try our best to forget the bad. Nobody’s perfect but we can find perfect-ness in them, by changing the way we see them.

MoMo Delhi’s structure is somewhat similar to the unconference funda of BarCamp. Infact the BarCamp in India kicked off at Adobe office at Noida/Delhi which again happens to be the meeting point of fellow techkrats, enterpreneurs, developers, and Venture Capitalists.

For a couple of weeks I was totally cut off from the internet in the sense to social networking due to shitload of work on my head.Anyways .. I was lucky enough since Prashant Singh (Founder of Mobile Monday) from Monsoon Multimedia invited me to drop in, n all I can say is “Thank you Prashant.”

Anyway I am not much into mobile techno shit, n i was afraid of being lost but the gathering was kind of enterpreneur bunch. Hopefully in our next meet we can get in, with a more technical bent on mind.

The event was sponsered by Adobe India and Value First. Adobe’s hospitality is commendable. Am really thankful to them for helping in organizing events like barcamp and mobile monday. The facility it provided with wifi, snacks, lunch. Everything was turning out to be great n the overwhelming response we got was applaudable. An audience which was there to interact, ponder, and propose solutions to question posed in almost all domains in concern with Mobile 2.0. Hats off Guys …

We better it call it MMS (Mobile Monday on Saturday) as suggested by one of the attendees.