"What's your problem with uploading status updates?
Why is FV all that I see on your page? "
Well to answer the query, I must plead,
Status requires thought , while FV is TP.
I'm in a phase where I don't wanna think.
Can't maybe truer, but why be grim.
FV's mindnumbing enough requiring merely a click,
Waiting endlessly for page reloads is an activty fix.
I know this won't last endlessly, I have started to write,
And I may soon desist from activity on FV and the like.
Till then, but, my friends, be prepared to see
FV updates galore, with Causes breaking the monotony. :)
-Written on 22 April 2010
- The reasons are self-explanatory. I have been accused of being addicted to fv bypassing fb. :) I dunno abt dat, bt d chat lang dfts me.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Happy 4th Wedding Anniversary
A day when we rejoiced with friends
That two of ours had their bonds strengthened.
A day when a voice rang out with conviction
As she said 'I Do' with typical theatrical enunciation. :)
A day when the quieter voice still
Stated his commitment to love's promises fulfill.
Four years have passed since then
Their bond has served as others' inspiration.
More of our group have married
One of them of has had a kid.
This couple, however, stays on as the group's foci
Here's to wishing them a bon voyage on this year 5.
- Written on 21 April 2010.
- A day in advance for the very obvious reason. Shrads-Mat here's 2 U from all of us Untouchables. :)
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That two of ours had their bonds strengthened.
A day when a voice rang out with conviction
As she said 'I Do' with typical theatrical enunciation. :)
A day when the quieter voice still
Stated his commitment to love's promises fulfill.
Four years have passed since then
Their bond has served as others' inspiration.
More of our group have married
One of them of has had a kid.
This couple, however, stays on as the group's foci
Here's to wishing them a bon voyage on this year 5.
- Written on 21 April 2010.
- A day in advance for the very obvious reason. Shrads-Mat here's 2 U from all of us Untouchables. :)
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Tuesday, April 20, 2010
A Late Night Call
Up late night on g-chat,
At the world hitting back,
Wondering aloud about options new,
A friend says call now, I'm here for you.
Late night, hectic schedules, documents to be worked on, early morning gym,
All forgotten in the hope that he might brighten my world dim.
Listens, listens and listens some more
As I express with sound effects many an inner furore.
I say good night finally, my problems still unresolved
But a peace that lightens my mind I have found
I hope he could sleep and his work tomorrow go about
For I now know that with such friends my problems are not so fraught.
- Written on 20 April 2010
- After a telcon with Easwar, the white knight riding to the rescue over airwaves. :) He knows what I am talking about :)
At the world hitting back,
Wondering aloud about options new,
A friend says call now, I'm here for you.
Late night, hectic schedules, documents to be worked on, early morning gym,
All forgotten in the hope that he might brighten my world dim.
Listens, listens and listens some more
As I express with sound effects many an inner furore.
I say good night finally, my problems still unresolved
But a peace that lightens my mind I have found
I hope he could sleep and his work tomorrow go about
For I now know that with such friends my problems are not so fraught.
- Written on 20 April 2010
- After a telcon with Easwar, the white knight riding to the rescue over airwaves. :) He knows what I am talking about :)
Monday, April 12, 2010
'Run! Don't look back!"
"Wait! Always watch your back!"
"Attack! Don't just stand and stare."
"Defend! Never provoke another's dare."
The tennis ball aced around
Is not hit so well into the ground.
How do I explain my ditherance
When I am never met with forbearance?
I run and watch my back
Invariably lose my place on the track.
I attack and then defend
About being sure of myself I pretend.
Why do we confuse
Our children with our views?
When we ourselves have no answer
As to how to be a successful player.
Yet, I listen with bated breath
For the next formula to beat failure to death
I even follow at times
Then I pay for my crimes.
Do I learn? Of course not!
Why would I when advisors abound?
Sureshot methods I am often taught
Seems like I am the exception to the rules fraught.
An appeal here to you all
Tell me again once and not for all
How do I succeed
In making my dreams flower from seed?
-Written on 10 April 2010 - typed directly onto the blog :)
-Yes, another advice that I sent down the drain, thanks to my ineptitude. I live in hope that I may someday learn, but so far hope in vain.
"Wait! Always watch your back!"
"Attack! Don't just stand and stare."
"Defend! Never provoke another's dare."
The tennis ball aced around
Is not hit so well into the ground.
How do I explain my ditherance
When I am never met with forbearance?
I run and watch my back
Invariably lose my place on the track.
I attack and then defend
About being sure of myself I pretend.
Why do we confuse
Our children with our views?
When we ourselves have no answer
As to how to be a successful player.
Yet, I listen with bated breath
For the next formula to beat failure to death
I even follow at times
Then I pay for my crimes.
Do I learn? Of course not!
Why would I when advisors abound?
Sureshot methods I am often taught
Seems like I am the exception to the rules fraught.
An appeal here to you all
Tell me again once and not for all
How do I succeed
In making my dreams flower from seed?
-Written on 10 April 2010 - typed directly onto the blog :)
-Yes, another advice that I sent down the drain, thanks to my ineptitude. I live in hope that I may someday learn, but so far hope in vain.
Wednesday, April 07, 2010
My morning
The rush early in the morning,
The need to be alone,
The desire to sleep for a few hours more,
The tiredness that oozes from every single pore.
Catching a bus as late as can be
Leaning forward, willing it on, as it inches slowly.
Forgetting your book, but for a kind samaritan,
Miscounting change for your fare, that is happily returned.
Running through halls, violating decorum,
Rumbles in your stomach making you yearn for food yum,
Hair askew, more than it usually is,
Breathless, panting, one finally reaches.
'No lectures today. Sorry, you are not on call.
We should have informed you, but we unfortunately stalled.'
Curses hover, waiting to be screamed out.
You nod, you smile, say you understand when you patently do NOT.
Then you think,
'Thanks to this respite, could I catch a few winks?'
The answer is 'NO'. You have a price to pay
You were so stressed out, that though exhausted you are wide awake.
-Written on 6 April 2010.
- Self-explanatory don't you think? :P
The need to be alone,
The desire to sleep for a few hours more,
The tiredness that oozes from every single pore.
Catching a bus as late as can be
Leaning forward, willing it on, as it inches slowly.
Forgetting your book, but for a kind samaritan,
Miscounting change for your fare, that is happily returned.
Running through halls, violating decorum,
Rumbles in your stomach making you yearn for food yum,
Hair askew, more than it usually is,
Breathless, panting, one finally reaches.
'No lectures today. Sorry, you are not on call.
We should have informed you, but we unfortunately stalled.'
Curses hover, waiting to be screamed out.
You nod, you smile, say you understand when you patently do NOT.
Then you think,
'Thanks to this respite, could I catch a few winks?'
The answer is 'NO'. You have a price to pay
You were so stressed out, that though exhausted you are wide awake.
-Written on 6 April 2010.
- Self-explanatory don't you think? :P
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