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About me? Thinking about it, describing yourself is such a difficult task and I am puzzled how some guys out there do it so seamlessly. I am what you can call a “Yours Ordinary Programmer” and come from an already overwhelming group of people calling themselves the “IT Guys". So here goes my space mostly with things I don't know why I wrote in the first place. For those who feel it is non-sense thanks for your patience and for those who feel its quite good thanks for sticking your neck out  "Be the change you want to see" Cya, Sri

Monday, 23 November 2009

For you my friend !

I am a lucky guy ! I am blessed with some wonderful friends who actually prove everyday that "life is beautiful" :-) In spite of a large dose of bollywood movies that make an earnest attempt to confuse between "love me", "like me" and "we are friends", most of us like to hang around with our pals and can clearly distinguish between the three probably coz autumn leaves never fly around when we are with our friends nor there is any background score :-) So after a long time, I managed to write a poem and I think it is come out pretty decently.
"The only difference in love and friendship is how much you can hurt each other".
Personally I think the latter hurts more ! Ta..


You are my friend O dear one,
Bliss be showered upon you every day,
Dreams of you will always be mine,
How much you mean, that words cannot say.
A heart that took a hundred blows,
Is mild and weak to see your sorrows,
Curse I none, for leaving you here,
None but me, for letting you there.
Questions a million invade my mind,
I hope you get whatever you ask,
For such a person so gentle and kind,
I want Infinite joy for you to bask.
That day, I thought would come one day,
But never did I think it was today,
That I, to let go your hand,
A hand I promised never to let go.
Never have I, ever so felt,
For all the care, I know I had,
Part will I, with one little guilt,
Words of my heart are indeed sad.
Its not a hope, but a belief,
That all you get will be the best,
No better words of relief,
When you feel luckier than the rest.
Its not the told that hurts my heart,
Its the truth that was never told,
Want do I, for you to know,
If ever, you wanted me ever again,
Don't call out for me, as I was never far,
Just think of me,
Leap will I, over mountains of sand,
Just to be there and hold your hand.

Friday, 20 November 2009

Another depressing day !

Its a long time now, have been held up with lot of stuffs from the past few days. I am now sitting at home and writing some designs for an upcoming project ! I sometimes wonder when did I discover the software guy in me, as I am pretty sure I never wanted to do this kind of work. I was more into journalism and accounts ! Its not that I am whining or something but probably that time of the day when you want the sun to come down fast and the weekend to bless you with three nights of infinite bliss !
I always had this thing with quotes from famous personality. I am not sure if it was the quote or the person which prompts me from reading them, but whatever the case, it ushers in something good and a free advise if not heeded to, at least could be heard !
"It's Weird...You know the end of something great is coming, but you want to hold on, just for one more second..Just so that it can hurt a little more"
Just amazing, the choice of words and more importantly the meaning !!