Yes.. I have decided to revive my blog. It's been long that I have kept myself in hiding... now its again time to come back to life. All work and no play has made me a plump oncle. and plump not only in body but also in mind. so, that's it. here ends all the boredom... and the ashish of old times comes back.
To start with, I want a change of name.. its been a while that I am trying to find one but as I said, the mind is also plump now.
So, please be the saviour! suggest me a name.. no conditions, no criteria... just anything!
The best (i.e. selected) entry will be mmm.. chosen!
let's do this!
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Imagination
If you were the one
i would rule the neighbourhood
coz your words are more lethal than gun
if you were the one
all my investment in snickers
your dowry would have returned
if you were the one
my features woudnt go to my children
coz you still have had BS' son
if you were the one
my daughter would keep rubbing her nose
though her nose would never run
if you were the one
I would have had one less sister
and ex-girlfriends almost none
if you were the one
we would never need a car
you driving me on your bike is total fun
if you were the one
all our chairs would be wheeled
so you never need to manually run
if you were the one
buying you gifts would have been easy
blue jeans, pink top and it's done
if you were the one
but we are still such close friends
probably coz i never tried to be the one
:)
Re: Clarification
i would rule the neighbourhood
coz your words are more lethal than gun
if you were the one
all my investment in snickers
your dowry would have returned
if you were the one
my features woudnt go to my children
coz you still have had BS' son
if you were the one
my daughter would keep rubbing her nose
though her nose would never run
if you were the one
I would have had one less sister
and ex-girlfriends almost none
if you were the one
we would never need a car
you driving me on your bike is total fun
if you were the one
all our chairs would be wheeled
so you never need to manually run
if you were the one
buying you gifts would have been easy
blue jeans, pink top and it's done
if you were the one
but we are still such close friends
probably coz i never tried to be the one
:)
Re: Clarification
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Happy Independence Day!
Yes, Happy Independence day! not Happy Independence Day in Advance! and I am not mistaken on the date.
It is the Independence Day of Pakistan today. We, Indians, never even consider this day for a minute. Actually, for most of us, it does not really exist. Our day is tomorrow, 15th August, a national holiday.
But this time, I was fortunate to get a flavour of the Pakistani Independence Day too! the feeling is different... but not really different.
I also did not have it in my mind till I boarded the office cab this morning where our Pakistani driver was dressed better than usual and the radio was playing Pakistani patriotic songs. I wished him and he was quite happy to respond. Maybe the driver later felt awkward playing those songs in front of me so he tried to change the channel, but the song, the lyrics and the tune was so good that i asked him to put it back.
The flavour of the song was just as it would be in India and it brought the same sensation in me as an Indian Lata Mangeshkar song would do.
The lyrics were something like:
Main bhi Pakistan Hoon.... Tu bhi Pakistan hai...
something like... Dil mera Punjab hai.. aur sartaj Baluchistan hai...
I started humming it along and it was no longer a Pakistani song for me. It was just a patriotic song I was singing for my country... doesn’t really matter what the name of my country is.
and then, the radio jockey, a north-Indian girl, was screaming with joy and wishing all Pakistanis a Happy Independence Day! and she was talking to Pakistani housewives and children who all told their plans for the day and guess what- each one of them wished Indians a happy independence day in advance!
It was like.. my celebration of one day extended to two days and come to think of it.... afterall it is about one event in history so it can definitely be celebrated together. For some, it is about separation, about sadness, and about hatred. But for me, it is about celebration, about freedom, about experiencing more than I already know.
Tomorrow, I will celebrate the Indian Independence day. But how is it going to be any different from what I am doing today? afterall, it is the same thing we are celebrating.. freedom! I just don’t understand that miles away from our countries, we can stay here in unison and enjoy together, but once back there, we just close our eyes and hearts towards each other.
One of my friends was quite surprised that we have a Pakistani driver. She was keen to ask how he behaves with us. Ofcourse all of us would ask the same question because everything related to Pakistan comes to us only through media. And media believes in extremes, daily stuff bores them and does not qualify for 'breaking news'. But tell you frankly, he behaves with us just the way an employee should behave with an employer. Rather, on a personal side, he is much more fun, helpful, responsible, and trustworthy than many of my Indian subordinates. I have never felt anything unusual about sitting with him in the same car.
So, atleast I am trying to shed my inhibitions and make it into a two-day celebration. What about you?
It is the Independence Day of Pakistan today. We, Indians, never even consider this day for a minute. Actually, for most of us, it does not really exist. Our day is tomorrow, 15th August, a national holiday.
But this time, I was fortunate to get a flavour of the Pakistani Independence Day too! the feeling is different... but not really different.
I also did not have it in my mind till I boarded the office cab this morning where our Pakistani driver was dressed better than usual and the radio was playing Pakistani patriotic songs. I wished him and he was quite happy to respond. Maybe the driver later felt awkward playing those songs in front of me so he tried to change the channel, but the song, the lyrics and the tune was so good that i asked him to put it back.
The flavour of the song was just as it would be in India and it brought the same sensation in me as an Indian Lata Mangeshkar song would do.
The lyrics were something like:
Main bhi Pakistan Hoon.... Tu bhi Pakistan hai...
something like... Dil mera Punjab hai.. aur sartaj Baluchistan hai...
I started humming it along and it was no longer a Pakistani song for me. It was just a patriotic song I was singing for my country... doesn’t really matter what the name of my country is.
and then, the radio jockey, a north-Indian girl, was screaming with joy and wishing all Pakistanis a Happy Independence Day! and she was talking to Pakistani housewives and children who all told their plans for the day and guess what- each one of them wished Indians a happy independence day in advance!
It was like.. my celebration of one day extended to two days and come to think of it.... afterall it is about one event in history so it can definitely be celebrated together. For some, it is about separation, about sadness, and about hatred. But for me, it is about celebration, about freedom, about experiencing more than I already know.
Tomorrow, I will celebrate the Indian Independence day. But how is it going to be any different from what I am doing today? afterall, it is the same thing we are celebrating.. freedom! I just don’t understand that miles away from our countries, we can stay here in unison and enjoy together, but once back there, we just close our eyes and hearts towards each other.
One of my friends was quite surprised that we have a Pakistani driver. She was keen to ask how he behaves with us. Ofcourse all of us would ask the same question because everything related to Pakistan comes to us only through media. And media believes in extremes, daily stuff bores them and does not qualify for 'breaking news'. But tell you frankly, he behaves with us just the way an employee should behave with an employer. Rather, on a personal side, he is much more fun, helpful, responsible, and trustworthy than many of my Indian subordinates. I have never felt anything unusual about sitting with him in the same car.
So, atleast I am trying to shed my inhibitions and make it into a two-day celebration. What about you?
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Brudderrrrrrr...... HAFFY BUFFDAY!!!!!!
If I wish today, its too early
If I wish tomorrow, its too late
If I wish today, its too early
If I wish tomorrow, its too late
You pick the time,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
Brudder !
If I wish today, its too early
If I wish tomorrow, its too late
Did you say morning ? no, no, its sunday,
Did you say evening ? no no, you'll be out,
Did you say noon ? no no its toilet time,
What did you say ?
Hey, what did you say ?
Nothing, oh its all right,
You pick the time,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
Brudder !
If I wish today, its too early
If I wish tomorrow, its too late
Million drums beat in your head,
Million geeks haunt you dead,
Million times you rub your nose,
Million things trouble you har roz,
Million drums beat in your head,
Million geeks haunt you dead,
Million times you rub your nose,
Million things trouble you har roz,
You pick the time,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
If I wish today, its too early
If I wish tomorrow, its too late
You pick the time,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
Brudder !
If I wish tomorrow, its too late
If I wish today, its too early
If I wish tomorrow, its too late
You pick the time,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
Brudder !
If I wish today, its too early
If I wish tomorrow, its too late
Did you say evening ? no no, you'll be out,
Did you say noon ? no no its toilet time,
What did you say ?
Hey, what did you say ?
Nothing, oh its all right,
You pick the time,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
Brudder !
If I wish today, its too early
If I wish tomorrow, its too late
Million geeks haunt you dead,
Million times you rub your nose,
Million things trouble you har roz,
Million drums beat in your head,
Million geeks haunt you dead,
Million times you rub your nose,
Million things trouble you har roz,
You pick the time,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
If I wish today, its too early
If I wish tomorrow, its too late
You pick the time,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
tik tik tik tik tik tik,
Brudder !
Friday, July 18, 2008
Why this blog bonanza!
I know what you are thinking... why this sudden rush of blogs...
this is because this time I got my diary from Delhi. This diary has been my companion since always. Even more stuff is there in that diary but then that would be an overdose. :)
ashish
this is because this time I got my diary from Delhi. This diary has been my companion since always. Even more stuff is there in that diary but then that would be an overdose. :)
ashish
Quotable Quotes
QUITE OLD ONES, ALL ORIGINALS WRITTEN BY YOURS TRULY
A candle lights the other, but its light does not grow less Some say to do, I do to say The footsteps of a man resemble his height Lost hope is lost breath You first came to me, touched me, maintained a distance, then came close but went away and shut me! Seems as if I was a door and you just passed through. It's better to be a human with a being than just being a human Today, what I will show to others I know in myself, what I know in myself I don't know. When you push the ground back, it pushes you ahead. Is that why girlfriends dump boys?
And this one is for you Saru: A friend is the one who occurs after 'Either' and 'Or'
A candle lights the other, but its light does not grow less Some say to do, I do to say The footsteps of a man resemble his height Lost hope is lost breath You first came to me, touched me, maintained a distance, then came close but went away and shut me! Seems as if I was a door and you just passed through. It's better to be a human with a being than just being a human Today, what I will show to others I know in myself, what I know in myself I don't know. When you push the ground back, it pushes you ahead. Is that why girlfriends dump boys?
And this one is for you Saru: A friend is the one who occurs after 'Either' and 'Or'
Young Ashish's Talisman
WRITTEN ON JANUARY 31 1999. IMAGINE THIS WRITTEN BY A 16 YEAR OLD :P
A STEEP FLOW
Hear the sound, when silent around.
A STEEP FLOW
Hear the sound, when silent around.
Have a talk on't internet but interbody.
Use the intercom for mind and heart when think you'r hurt deep in your heart. Don't involve any other when heart is your real brother. Have faith in which he'll never ditch. Life is quite jerky, smooth and bulky. It is'nt a rose, has hell number of crows but don't cry for every, every single crow. Don't take it light, make your senses tight to constantly fight. You are disturbed when, and feel mentally hurt then, take help of salvation more than agitation. Make your soul strong and think what was wrong, and what can be right which can make you bright. Choose that only way leading to help the needy, say. Concentrate quite and calm and never use a balm. Link the wrong with yourself, yourself. And get thro' out to settlement yourself. A STEEP FLOW from confusion to reality can prove an achievement for you, mankind and humanity.
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