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Of adventure, possibilities and more...

“In twenty years you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.” The trip to France was a part of this possibility and so will be future endeavors. It was an adventure, a learning experience, an eye opener and an attempt to temporarily satisfy my insatiable appetite for travel. This space will soon hold everything I can record about this tour. And more. Coming soon to this blog, a click away.

10 Worst Evolutionary Designs

From Wired, a website I follow, here is a gem, or ten. See this. Hilarious! 1 Sea mammal blowhole. Any animal that spends appreciable time in the ocean should be able to extract oxygen from water via gills. Enlarging the lungs and moving a nostril to the back of the head is a poor work-around. 2 Hyena clitoris. When engorged, this "pseudopenis," which doubles as the birth canal, becomes so hard it can crush babies to death during exit. 3 Kangaroo teat. In order to nurse, the just-born joey, a frail and squishy jellybean, must clamber up Mom's torso and into her pouch for a nipple. 4 Giraffe birth canal. Mama giraffes stand up while giving birth, so baby's entry into the world is a 5-foot drop. Wheeee! Crack. 5 Goliath bird-eating spider exoskeleton. This giant spider can climb trees to hunt very mobile prey. Yet it has a shell so fragile it practically explodes when it falls? Well, at least it can produce silk to make a sail. Oh, wait — it can't! 6 Shark-fetus teeth.

I read somewhere....

Life is Best for those who want to Live it,
Life is Difficult for those who want to Analyze it,
Life is worst for those who want to Criticize it,
Our Attitude Defines Life...

Enjoy Your Life….
Laugh so Hard That even Sorrow Smiles at You,
Live Life so Well That even Death Loves to see you Alive,
Fight so Hard That even Fate accepts its Defeat...


......The dark night
chases a dream,
the silent rain
fills in the colors....

The crash and the song

There was a tiny temple along a busy street. Every year, around the time the palkhi went to Pandharpur, the temple hosted a ten day festival of religious songs, light and classical music and occasionally, dance. All kinds of artists from the contemporary greats to those not so known descended upon the temple to offer their talents in service to the lord. Audience used to throng the inside the madap and those not so lucky had to stand outside and be satisfied with a peek through the windows. Sometimes it rained and the crowd outside would brave the weather if the performer was particularly good. Everyone who performed were guaranteed and crowd, small or large.

Once a famous yesteryears playback singer was specially invited to present her songs on evening. As expected the crowd started gathering an hour before the concert was due to begin. The street was tiny as the temple that stood on it and parking became a struggle. Since common interests prevailed, people co operated with each other…

In the driver's seat

Notice how you can tell a lot about someone from the way they drive a vehicle? The over confident types will zoom ahead from the left only to be stopped in their tracks by a lone cyclist that they failed to notice or a parked car that suddenly materialized. The insane ones will overtake from the left at even more insane speeds and carry on regardless of any cyclist or pedestrian. They’ll just manage to save lives – their own and that of the hapless live obstacle, by the skin of their teeth. These types are in for a crash landing sooner than later. The driving-for-solace from – fill in the blank with any of the following; nagging spouse, time to kill, no hurry to reach, procrastinating – will keep the same speed on any kind of road but will irritate everyone equally. The righteous ones will insist on following every rule in the book and invite glares from others. The funniest types are those who talk to themselves as they drive – day dreamers obviously, thrashing out that dream deal wi…

See, I told you....

If you read about Mr. Sikh journalist doing a boot chuck, this blog was the first to predict it! You read it here first!

Shoe story

Before my first trip to the US, I was at the receiving end of a lot of ‘legends’ about public safety and rules there. I was told, in an appropriately hushed voice, that in the US, wearing expensive shoes in a not-so-nice part of town was sure to invite the attentions of a mugger. So if I happened to wear a branded pair of shoes, I’d be wise to keep to lit and crowded places. (Or go bare foot instead?) I, on my part, was so eager to test this out and make a beeline for the rough part of a city I did not know much about, wishing I’d get to meet a ‘real’ mugger that I was ready to sacrifice my 2 year old well worn but branded Reeboks for this once-in-a-lifetime chance. 
Now, this was long before the world discovered the “Bootchuck” mechanism. Shoes, branded or otherwise, leather or suede - are no longer safe. Muggers now have acute competition from a new tribe. Members of this tribe are found in huge roving droves (I like the way these 2 last words roll off the tongue, don’ you?) at event…


moonlight carves a shadow
my dreams take wing the wind whispers once more the heart can sing

99 things

Things you’ve already done: bold = 34
Things you want to do: italicize = 39
Things you haven’t done and don’t want to - leave in plain font = 26

1. Started your own blog.
2. Slept under the stars. (And shivered!)
3. Played in a band. (Yes, it was a band, honest!)
4. Visited Hawaii.
5. Watched a meteor shower.
6. Given more than you can afford to charity. (Now why would anyone do that? But let me try.)
7. Been to Disneyland/world. (I've been to all sorts of lands and am kinda tired of them. I'll try slumberland any day though :) )
8. Climbed a mountain. (Love to do that a lot.)
9. Held a praying mantis. (Yes, in those days I did not know what it was that I was holding, ugh!)
10. Sang a solo. (Yeah,its always solo in the bath, isn't it?)
11. Bungee jumped.
12. Visited Paris. (Oooh! I so want to be there.)
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea. (But not be in the middle of one for sure.)
14. Taught yourself an art from scratch. (Collage)
15. Adopted a child. (Nice idea, but I am not sure I&…

Saying little...

One month a few years ago, had been particularly taxing. I had been grappling with some work related issues for the past few weeks. A client refused to be held to the scope of a project I was initiating and insisted on a build-as we progress approach. In my attempt to get started well, I refused to proceed without a scope and thus we were locked in a diplomatic war of words. Since apparently no work was getting done, my manager stepped in. Now, this manager then not being the support-and-get-out-of-my-way kinds, made matters worse. I threw cautions to the wind, and I made the mistake of making this a personal matter. So much so that every step I took brought me closer to loosing it. Why was I letting myself be cornered into agreeing to something I knew was flawed right at the outset? All I could do was think of my team who hung on to my every word and was loyal to the core. I could not understand what ailed me...why was I practicing this kind of brinkmanship? This was definitely t…

# 25 year new horizons
autumn leaves fall freely the dark devils of decline submit to exuberancemeekly........