Until now, I had always been preoccupied with what other people were thinking about me : my school friends,the waiter,the maid,complete strangers in the street..But, in fact no one was thinking anything,and even if they were..it was certainly not about me..!
And that's because nobody cared..and now..I dont..
Reason for this sudden change in the folds of my right cerebral hemisphere (Yeah..i bet i am saying it right..don't believe me? well..dig into the biology of it buddy!)..
I should better leave that out!
Friday, December 18, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
Passion
"A lot of people fear passion,perhaps because when it appears,demolishes all the old things that it finds in its path..No one wants their life thrown into chaos..That is why a lot of people keep that threat under control and are somehow capable of sustaining a house or a structure that is already rotten..They are the engineers of the superseded..
Other people think exactly the opposite : they surrender themselves without any second thought,hoping to find in passion the solutions to all their problems.The make the other person responsible for their happiness and blame them for their possible unhappiness..They are either euphoric because something marvelous has happened or depressed because something unexpected has ruined everything..
Keeping passion at bay or surrendering blindly to it - which of the two attitudes is the least destructive..I don't know!"
An excerpt from "Eleven Minutes-By Paulo Coelho"..
Abstract but quite projecting!
Other people think exactly the opposite : they surrender themselves without any second thought,hoping to find in passion the solutions to all their problems.The make the other person responsible for their happiness and blame them for their possible unhappiness..They are either euphoric because something marvelous has happened or depressed because something unexpected has ruined everything..
Keeping passion at bay or surrendering blindly to it - which of the two attitudes is the least destructive..I don't know!"
An excerpt from "Eleven Minutes-By Paulo Coelho"..
Abstract but quite projecting!
Friday, July 10, 2009
Active Galactic Nuclei
Read this one..I just love this.."Active Galactic Nuclei"..By G. Gamow and N. Calder
"Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
We know exactly what you are:
Nuclear furnace in the sky,
You'll burn to ashes, by and by.
But twinkle, twinkle, quasi-star,
Biggest puzzle from afar
How unlike the other ones,
Brighter than a trillion suns.
Twinkle, twinkle, quasi-star,
How we wonder what you are!"
:)
"Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
We know exactly what you are:
Nuclear furnace in the sky,
You'll burn to ashes, by and by.
But twinkle, twinkle, quasi-star,
Biggest puzzle from afar
How unlike the other ones,
Brighter than a trillion suns.
Twinkle, twinkle, quasi-star,
How we wonder what you are!"
:)
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Phewww!
Papa-"Din bhar mai 400-500 ki kamai toh ho hi jaati hogi?"
Driver-"Nai sahab,Kahaan ho pati hai!hum toh mushkil se 6-7 ghante hi gaadi chala paate hain..pehle toh suraj devta ki garmi..aur upar se engine ki garmi"
Papa-"gaadi toh aapki khud ki hogi??"
Driver-"Nai sahab,bhade ki hai" (the car is rented)
Papa-"Kitna bhada dete ho??" (how much per month?"
Driver-"Ek din ka 270 rupey"
Papa-"aur gas aapki ya malik ki??" (the taxis in mumbai run on CNG)
Driver-"hamari hi hoti hai"
Papa-"kamaal hai yar..kiski gaadi hai..woh toh bina baat ke aapki kamai kha raha hai.Aap khud ki gaadi kyu nahi le lete??"
Driver-"sahab 80,000/- ki padti hai..kahaan se layen itna paisa??"
Papa-"kyu..bank se loan le lo......................."
It was here that i had to give up..although right from the moment this finance-oriented conversation sped off..i had found nothing wherein i could try and get my interest going..and so eventually i got entangled in my own world of thoughts..
meanwhile..many a things happened around me..my bua kept on briefing me about the places that followed us on our way..back to home after the counseling session at IIT Bombay..sometimes even dad took a small break from his conversation and asked a few things about d remaining counseling procedure that was to follow..
But i just kept nodding at every string of words that was thrown at me..for i had barely no brain left after d tiring and breath-taking trial at IIT Bombay..and the nanometer square area of it (the one left out)..was busy fighting with some other random thoughts pf mine that had installed themselves in my brain:
---start---
1.I was trying hard to understand d prospect of long-held-conversation b/w papa and driver..i wondered if papa wished me to join this profession in view of his job profile..earning without any investment..LOL.
waise "what profession will a person opt for?" is a subject of internal debate for many people..and i am certainly no different..i often lose earthly sense of logic and often go on to think about professions i want to be involved in..
What i get, is totally unearthly..i want to be an engineer, a formula-1 racer, a fighter pilot, a writer, a soldier..and all at the same time!
2.I was also reliving my first go-cart experience..remembering how the so-called-suspension-less Formula 1-car bumped over and over making my specs unstable..and how i managed to prevent myself from being dashed by an expert..
3.And I was also trying to make sure that if bua says something to me..i react well enough..but d mental trauma that i suffered while opting branches at JEE counselling session..had drained me, off all my strength..and left me totally incompetent..
----end----
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Driver-"Nai sahab,Kahaan ho pati hai!hum toh mushkil se 6-7 ghante hi gaadi chala paate hain..pehle toh suraj devta ki garmi..aur upar se engine ki garmi"
Papa-"gaadi toh aapki khud ki hogi??"
Driver-"Nai sahab,bhade ki hai" (the car is rented)
Papa-"Kitna bhada dete ho??" (how much per month?"
Driver-"Ek din ka 270 rupey"
Papa-"aur gas aapki ya malik ki??" (the taxis in mumbai run on CNG)
Driver-"hamari hi hoti hai"
Papa-"kamaal hai yar..kiski gaadi hai..woh toh bina baat ke aapki kamai kha raha hai.Aap khud ki gaadi kyu nahi le lete??"
Driver-"sahab 80,000/- ki padti hai..kahaan se layen itna paisa??"
Papa-"kyu..bank se loan le lo......................."
It was here that i had to give up..although right from the moment this finance-oriented conversation sped off..i had found nothing wherein i could try and get my interest going..and so eventually i got entangled in my own world of thoughts..
meanwhile..many a things happened around me..my bua kept on briefing me about the places that followed us on our way..back to home after the counseling session at IIT Bombay..sometimes even dad took a small break from his conversation and asked a few things about d remaining counseling procedure that was to follow..
But i just kept nodding at every string of words that was thrown at me..for i had barely no brain left after d tiring and breath-taking trial at IIT Bombay..and the nanometer square area of it (the one left out)..was busy fighting with some other random thoughts pf mine that had installed themselves in my brain:
---start---
1.I was trying hard to understand d prospect of long-held-conversation b/w papa and driver..i wondered if papa wished me to join this profession in view of his job profile..earning without any investment..LOL.
waise "what profession will a person opt for?" is a subject of internal debate for many people..and i am certainly no different..i often lose earthly sense of logic and often go on to think about professions i want to be involved in..
What i get, is totally unearthly..i want to be an engineer, a formula-1 racer, a fighter pilot, a writer, a soldier..and all at the same time!
2.I was also reliving my first go-cart experience..remembering how the so-called-suspension-less Formula 1-car bumped over and over making my specs unstable..and how i managed to prevent myself from being dashed by an expert..
3.And I was also trying to make sure that if bua says something to me..i react well enough..but d mental trauma that i suffered while opting branches at JEE counselling session..had drained me, off all my strength..and left me totally incompetent..
----end----
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