How does it feel when you meet your good friends after a long time??Ask me. You feel extreme happiness. Thats exactly what I felt when I met Archu and Vik today in Delhi. We shopped and went to my favourite hang out spots during college days. It was nice. Never knew that I would be visiting those places with them and re live those memories.

Something like this happened last week also when I met my school time friend Bakul over lunch.

I am thankful to God that I have good friends around me. :)

Car Museum

While in Abu Dhabi, we went to this Car Museum. Actually, its not really a museum. Its a collcetion of cars by a Sheikh. Thats his hobby. Almost all models of even cars like Merc, Dodge, Rolls Royace, Land Rover, Range Rover, etc were there. There are about 204 cars in this museum and another 100 at his home. Below are some pics. :)

Pics of Abu Dhabi

Here are some pics of Abu Dhabi on a friend's request. :)

Goodbye

Tears of blood fall from my broken heart
I never thought we'd be apart
When you held me, you said "Forever"
Now that you're gone, I know you meant "Never"
Saying you loved me with that look in your eyes
And that, too, was a cold-hearted lie
Your tender touch, a soft kiss
Two things about you I will miss
As I sit here thinking of you
My face is wet with tears past due
I should have cried long ago
But I just loved you so
I know they say love is blind
But I had only you on my mind
A hurt so deep, it cuts like a knife
But wounds heal, and I'll go on with my life.

A poem by Kristin Evans

Of Broken Love and Memories

Memories are all that remains,
Of a perfect love gone wrong,
Memories of your warm smile,
Of your soft loving caresses,
And your sweet tender kisses,

Memories so bitter yet so sweet,
Where my lips curl into a smile,
Yet the joy never to reach my eyes,
As unbidden tears streak down,

Memories of a classic love story,
That ended on a rain soaked day,
As if the sky saw and empathized,
And weeped along with my heart,

Moments we had spent together,
Will live and last forever,
As unforgettable memories,
To be played over and over,

Memories are all that I have left,
Of a love that once burned bright,
Now masked, dimmed and dying,
But it is in this eternal moment,
That I love you the most,

But it is too late to turn back now,
For we have taken a one way road,
To memories and might have beens,
And used up all our given chances,

So now, while I hurt and ache,
I will also pray, hope and wait,
For a gentle and loving heart,
To heal and revive this love broken soul,
And give a new home to this orphaned heart...…

A poem by White Rose

Losing Your First Love

My feelings for you grew stronger as the days went by,
you hurt my feelings how could you cheat and lie.

After everything that happened between us,
the one thing that was missing was the trust.

The night you had me over
my heart melted the moment you held me so close to you,
then you dumped me in a heartbeat, leaving me cold and blue.

I cry every second wondering what I did wrong,
I thought we'd last for so long.

I miss not hearing your voice on the phone,
I feel heartbroken and very alone.

why can't we work this out and still be together
you by my side telling me everything will be alright,
why did we have to end and you leave me
speechless on that cold January night?

I still like you a lot and hope one day again soon
you will realize that what we had was special to both you and me,
and that God intended for us to be together
we were meant to be.

A poem by Korn83

It happens only in India

It happens only in India or rather I should say in Faridabad. I am back from Abu Dhabi after 5 weeks. And life here seems to be like in a hell. Sharing few personal experiences.

1) Delhi International Airport - Its in a complete mess because of the renovation and extension going on. When I went there to fly to AD(this is pre visit exp), I was completely lost. The ground staff was equally lost, eventually, being of no help. You will have to search your way through. No directions nothing. If some one was watching me, he/she would have called me a dehati(straight from village)

2) Electricity problem - I am not sure if other NCRs have a similar problem, but Faridabad is going from bad to worse.

3) Water problem - Its so so so dirty as if its coming from the sewage treatment plant without being treated properly. I am scared of bathing in this water. And you may find this funny but I wash my face only with RO water.

4) Internet connection - I have a VSNL Internet connection but I wonder what I am paying for. It hardly works. And when it does, the connection keeps going off.

5) Customer Service - Its equivalent to Zero. When we came back home from AD, our phone line was dead. We registered a complaint with the concerned authorities. It took us 3-4 more calls as reminders and 5 days to fix the phone line.

6) Movie Halls - Maaan...this is a pain. They hardly put any good english movie. With PVRs and Inoxs opening here, we still have to see the English movies in Delhi.

These are the problems we/I face on a day to day basis. Faridabad surely has some bigger problems. I just upadted my name on orkut as 'Welcome to Hell'. Thats my emotion of the moment. :)

Tour & Travel

I like traveling and visiting new places. From my childhood, dad made sure that we get to see new places and know that there is a lot beyond our own city. Infact, I got this inspiration of writing the places I have already visited or I wish to visit from a friend's blog. Below are such visits irrespective of whether I was there because of work or vacation or studies. :)

Places already visited(India):

• Chennai
• Ooty
• Mysore
• Bangalore
• Hyderabad
• Pondicherry
  
• Mumbai
• Kolkata
• Ahmedabad
• Surat
• Udaipur
• Chittorgarh
• Jaipur
• Mount Abu
• Shimla
• Dalhousie
• Chandigarh
• Patnitop
• Nainital
• Jim Corbett
• Agra
• Kasauni
• Ranikhet
• Almora
• Alwar Sariska
• Mathura Vrindavan
  
• Jammu
• Haridwar
• Mussourie
• Dehradun

Places visited(outside India)

• Abu Dhabi
• Dubai
• Sri Lanka
• Kuala Lampur
• Singapore
• Hong Kong

Places I wish to visit(India)

• Kerela
• Goa
• Darjeeling
• Leh
• Rishikesh
• Manali
  

Places I wish to visit(Outside India)

• London
• New Zealand
• Australia
• Egypt
• Greece
• France
• Italy
• Switzerland
  

Dreams

A dream is the experience of envisioned images, sounds, or other sensations during sleep. I get a lot of dreams and they are like watching a movie at night. Some of them make sense, some don't. People say that I get so many dreams because I think a lot. Is it so? Does that make me see dreams? A friend says we get dreams because they carry some message. Again the question, is it so? Do we start to believe that if I see something in my dream, I should try to interpret the message? Well, in that case I will go mad. I will be Lost in Interpreting. :D

But I do believe that dreaming while sleeping and remembering them means that the mind is still working. Its not at peace. There are people who believe that seeing some particular thing in dream means something. Eg. - seeing water means you are going to die soon. Is that true? I also experience Deja Vou often. I have special powers. ;)

For more - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dream

Days of Significance

From now on, I will also write blogs about the days in a year which are of significance to me. Which have reasons to be remembered by me. Post titled '16th May' is one of them. :)

16th May

16th May is the date I landed in Chennai for the first time to start my professional career. Oh what a day it was!! New city, new place, new culture, new people, new job. I too felt fresh and enthusiastic to take up the challenge. I met 30 new people in the guest house that the company had arranged for all the new joinees on that day. I didn't know that these would be the people who would later become my buddies to hang out with for the rest of my time in Chennai. The memories are rushing back in making me feel nostalgic. The best part is that all of us moved for reasons in last 2 yrs but we all are still in touch with each other. And our group is called Nakshatras. Hail Nakshatras. :)

On a Jet Plane....Again!!!!

Yeah...I am traveling again tonight. This time to Abu Dhabi. Did the packing again(Gosh, I am so sick and tired of packing unpacking). Hopefully the blogsite is accessible from there, so will keep posting. Oh between, I am going to be there for a month. Since, I don't have much to do there either, so bought some books yesterday.

1. Die Trying
2. In an Antique Land
3. The Twentieth Wife
4. The Righteous Men

Pretty much will be able to spend time. So, my next post will be from Abu Dhabi. Until then tata. :)

Isn't this a beautiful painting? Found it while surfing the net.

Insignificance

Have you ever felt that moment
When all around you is rolling on
And you are rolling with it
And nobody cares?

That moment when you realise
That all around you, people are being born
And people are starving to death
And you have no control at all?

But when you think about it hard
You realise you are insignificant
To the world, and no one cares
What happens to your life.

But then have you ever felt that moment
When you meet someone who really loves you
And to them, the world is rolling around
But you aren't rolling with it?

You are stopped in time
With them alongside
While the world rolls along
And nobody cares?

A poetry by Jo Woodnutt

Silence

I was reading an article in today's newspaper supplement and it was about SILENCE. What different people think of it as. Some said that it is better to be silent at times as it improves strained relations or silence is much more powerful in communicating what you would not be able to do otherwise. And some thought that keeping silent could be misunderstood. Well, both the sides are correct in a way. Silence could speak thousand words. I would like to give some common examples.

• A tiff between two people. One decides to take the route of keeping mum. The other one would eventually cool down. Problem solved. OR. A tiff between two people. One decides to take the route of keeping mum. This may aggravate the anger of other person. Problem increased.
• Guy/Girl proposes. The other just smiles without saying anything. Its a Yes...Yaaaayy. OR. No expression. Just walks off. Its a No. :(

Could you think of any more examples??

It was a good article. :)

I always knew I have poor English. Below is the acknowledgment of the same.

me:this is my blogsite

go through it whenever u have time

:)

SP: sure... wat do u write abt??
me: give it a quick glance

u ll find out whats its abt

:)

SP: nice blogs

me:

straight from the heart

with i think awful eng at times

SP: yup... looks like it ;)

Any one else who thinks the same? :D

U Me Aur Hum

Went to watch this movie today. It started like a typical romantic movie with the guy trying to woo the girl(just that this time an old man was trying to woo an old lady and they were none other than Ajay Devgan & Kajol). Till the interval, it went on like a normal Bollywood movie but there was a twist in the story at that point which continued after the interval. Now for people who have seen the two Hollywood movies 'Note Book' and 'First fifty Dates' can easily guess where the movie is heading and what the end is. I am not disclosing that. You can go watch it. My reviews - the movie is a bit slow with hardly any good songs. Kajol is looking gorgeous and she and Ajay Devgan make a nice couple. There are some more characters in the movie supporting the lead actors and I found them good in their own way. I think a one time watchable movie. :)

Saw these lines in a book I was reading. Liked them a lot.

"I wanted a number one, Michelle. The way I saw it was, like, I don't deserve anything less than Firas. But my number one was satisfied to be with some one less than me, and so now I am forced to be satisfied with something less than him."

"I don't agree with you there, Sadeem. For me, my number one is gone, but some one who's even better will come along! I will never sell myself short and I can never be satisfied with the crumbs."

Lines from the Book - Girls of Riyadh by Rajaa Alsanea

First Love

Why does the first love refuse to let go?
It comes back right away and awakens us to the past.
It grows as we do, yet returns us to the old days.
With insistent reminders, we're thrown to its flames.
With its fire, it burns us, it burns to the core.
Why does the first love refuse to let go?

Lines by Julia Boutros

Today he's back
as if nothing happened
and with an artless child's eyes
he's come back to tell me
I'm his life companion,
his one and only love.
He came bearing flowers, how can I say no,
my youth sketched on his lips
I remember still, flames through my blood,
taking refuge in his arms
I hid my head within his chest
like a child returned to his parents...

Lines by Nizar Qabbani

Well, I think for whosoever the poet has written the lines, must be a real lucky girl that the love of her life came back. It rarely happens. I know I would have some friends to support me because they went through the same thing of losing their love and not being lucky enough to have it back. But I do know some lucky girls myself though and I am happy for them.