*I* deas

Just yesterday, life was one long Sunday afternoon as you sat by the window watching dust float past a bright blue sky. Nothing really changed. Life moved at a comfortable pace and there were always enough tomorrows to live out your king-size dreams. But alas, in a flash i couldnt exactly remember how long , it is already today and you wake up with this funny feeling of nothaving studied for the next day exam .Yes i have already planned to bunk one of them.

Yesterday I completed another year of rank carelessness, aimlessness and lackadaisical under-achievement on planet earth. For all of you who aren’t yet twenty , let me tell you it is a horrible age to be in. You actually have a more than a quarter of a century to look back on and (for quite a few of us) nothing much to say for yourself. You know dot-com millionaires, sports-icons, films-stars, IT-professionals and investment-bankers who are semi-retired with an impressive nest-egg at your age (Alright, I made up the last two! Those greedy bastards can never get enough J).

But then, all this is something I spend a few pensive minutes on, very 20th march. And at the end of it all, I just shrug my shoulders and get back to that lethargic jaywalk through life that I have always enjoyed. This year, though, something was different. I suddenly had that dreadful realization that, for all I know, I might remain a moderately successful, , five-day week, regular student at college! But what really bothered me was that, until recently, with a book, a dog, music and a cup of Coffee I would have been happy being regular Joe happily going home to the love and comfort of family and friends. Guess that is what I have forgotten somewhere in the recent past – the importance of treasuring special little moments in everyday life! It is this failure on my part – my inability to stop and take in the view - that has turned life’s uphill stretches into mere mud-tracks of worries and anxieties.

So, this 20th March, I stand tall and take a resolution. While I shall continue to compare myself to the Jobbs,Sanias and Maria Sharapovas of the world (I also reserve the right to continue ogling at the last two). I shall continue to derive my joy from the puppies, babies, butterflies, sunrises, flowers, sunsets, moonlight, trees, old books, raindrops, sunbirds, sparrows, clouds and blue skies of the world which no evil business genius has managed to put too much of a premium on. I shall dream. And in my own simple ways, I shall strive to realize those oversized dream. But when time’s waves drench my sand-castles, I shall smile indulgently and start building again. What’s a day in the beach anyway, without a few sand-castle disasters?

So, pampered with more cakes, candies and apparel than in the last several years (thanks to B), here I begin my another -outing in the beach – building castles, riding waves, living it up!!!

Four roads fork out from where he stands…
All equally alluring…

i stand ,i look and i realise i have lost
Cause is not lost .

I cry for myself and so do my kins ,
then i smile ,i know i shall rise
For i know i have earned every drop of their tears .

Well this is nothing :) just a few disconnected thoughts of a careless guy. Ramblings of an empty mind…..
Dont mind the UN-ARTISTIC sense :P he he :)

PS:
And yeah thanx for all the mails,letters calls and yeah not to forget the bday songs from babes and football :) love you all !!