Friday, August 17, 2007
Up somewhere in the distance I see a man so old
Letting Go !!!
It's over. She's gone.
Why do we have to part while
the love is still there?
Why do we have to suffer?
Why do we have to cry when
somebody bids goodbye?
Why do beginnings have an end?
Why do we have to meet
only to lose in the end?
There are questions left unanswered,
words left unsaid, letters left unread,
poems left undone, songs left unsung,
love left unexpressed,
promises left unfulfilled.
In a relationship,
one of the hardest things to do
is saying goodbye and letting go.
It is as hard as breaking a crystal
because you'll never know when you
will be able to pick up the pieces again.
More often than not, they who go,
feel not the pain of parting:
it is they who stay behind that suffer,
because they are left
with memories of a love
that was meant to be,
a love that was.
At the beginning and at the end
of a relationship,
we are embarrassed to find ourselves alone.
Unfair as it may seem,
but that's the way love goes.
That's the drama, the bittersweet
and the risk of falling in love.
After all, nothing is constant but change.
Everything will eventually come to its end
without us knowing when,
without us knowing how,
without us even knowing why.
And we must forget not because we have to
but because we have to.
In letting go, sorrows come
not as a single spy but in batallion.
It seems that everywhere you go,
everything you do,
every song you hear,
every turn of your head,
every move of your body,
every beat of your heart,
every blink of your eye and every breath
you take always reminds you of her.
It's like a stab of a knife,
a torture in the night.
Funny how the whole world
becomes depopulated
when only one person is missing.
Just imagine,
there are billion people on earth
and yet it seems you feel lonely
and empty without the other.
I don't know if it's worth calling an art,
but letting go entails
special skills sparkled
with a considerable space and time.
Time heals all wounds but it takes
a little push on our part.
Acceptance plays a part.
Not all love stories end with
"...and they live happily ever after."
Sometimes we have to part because of
circumstances beyond our control.
We have to suffer if it would
mean happiness for others.
We have to cry to
temporarily let go of the pains.
Every beginning has its end
like every dawn has its dusk.
It's something we can't control,
something we had to live up.
It's over.
She's gone. But life has to go on.
Goodbye doesn't always mean forever.
There will always be a place and time
where questions will be answered,
words will be spoken,
letters will be read,
poems will be recited in the night,
songs will be sung in harmony,
love will be expressed in solitude and
promises will be fulfilled.
Somewhere. Somehow. Someday.
Friday, July 21, 2006
I think am in LOVE
Is this love?
Feeling restless inside
Wanting you to always be my side
I don't even want you out of my sight
You are in my thoughts all day and night
I can't get you out of my mind
I think I'm in love with you
Every single day, every single night
Every single moment of my life
I want to spend them all with you
Can't describe, words are just not enough
Can't explain, it all happened so fast
What exactly am I feeling right now
If this is love I got to know somehow
Just how long this madness will last
'Cause I think I'm in love
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Illusion of Thoughts ---- Thoughts leading to lies --- Lies leading to HAVOC !!
Eyes stare openly with such finality.
The torment finally over –
a single tear moves gently across her eyes to slightly taunt her lips.
A tear on a quest for redemption;
on a quest to unbind the clutches of mortality.
What it must feel to breathe one last time,
the moistness of the vapor exuding
to enter the bareness of this cold dry world.
How a single instant should picture so many moments,
bears witness to so many lies.
To,
have one last glimpse through this window of false of hopes.
How must things seamlessly blur into dullness;
to give way to judgment of a fractured soul.
The torment finally over –
a single tear moves gently across her eyes to slightly taunt her lips.
A tear on a quest for redemption;
on a quest to unbind the clutches of mortality.
What it must feel to breathe one last time,
the moistness of the vapor exuding
to enter the bareness of this cold dry world.
How a single instant should picture so many moments,
bears witness to so many lies.
To,
have one last glimpse through this window of false of hopes.
How must things seamlessly blur into dullness;
to give way to judgment of a fractured soul.
Sunday, March 12, 2006
Tonight i can write
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example, 'The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.'
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.
She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.
To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.
What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is starry and she is not with me.
This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.
The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.
Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.
A POEM BY Pablo Neruda !!
Write, for example, 'The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.'
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.
She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.
To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.
What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is starry and she is not with me.
This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.
The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.
Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.
A POEM BY Pablo Neruda !!
Monday, November 28, 2005
Waiting for the right moment...
Day is night
and night is day,
there is no light
and life seems gay.
Do i stop
or do i run,
I dont like
the well intented pun.
Oh god please
stop this vague test,
bring it to a cease
let the light come abreast.
The dwelling is gone
urgency is there,
give me the courage
coz peace is no where.
why the hell
did ye create it,
when we used to swell
giving ourselves the credit.
The whole damn day
i felt so sick,
like something is haunting
and will deliver the kick.
All i want
is the confidence,
to fight and clear
this fog so dense.
i could have struck
and got it over with,
but haven't got the heart
to withstand if ne the wrath....
Come end it dude
and go ask her out,
she wont be rude
and hope it doesn't end in a ROUT !!

Free Hit Counters
and night is day,
there is no light
and life seems gay.
Do i stop
or do i run,
I dont like
the well intented pun.
Oh god please
stop this vague test,
bring it to a cease
let the light come abreast.
The dwelling is gone
urgency is there,
give me the courage
coz peace is no where.
why the hell
did ye create it,
when we used to swell
giving ourselves the credit.
The whole damn day
i felt so sick,
like something is haunting
and will deliver the kick.
All i want
is the confidence,
to fight and clear
this fog so dense.
i could have struck
and got it over with,
but haven't got the heart
to withstand if ne the wrath....
Come end it dude
and go ask her out,
she wont be rude
and hope it doesn't end in a ROUT !!
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Monday, October 17, 2005
QUAKE 3 ARENA -------> Feel like DAGGG !!!

There's something to say about a game that becomes a classic before it even ships. Revolutionary and incredible are two other adjectives you could use as well. But for those of you who joined in the frag-frenzy of the game different versions and mods, this comes as no surprise. Forget being highly anticipated, Quake 3 Arena is, and will be, the game of 2000-****(Never seen a game like this till now {2005}); and we have only entered into four years of gaming!!
To say that Quake 3 Arena is an evolutionary progression of the Quake series brought up to today's technological standards is a gross understatement. Everything from the graphics engine to the gameplay is so advanced that Quake 3 Arena doesn't just raise the bar, it takes it and breaks it over its knee then scatters the pieces, much like what happens to your opponents when you hit them with the BFG.
Quake 3 Arena is all about deathmatch. There's no traditional single player game, virtually no story line, no worlds to save or girls to rescue. What the game does have is the most intense action ever to cross any first-person shooter, or any game for that matter, coupled with a whole lot of killing.

Deathmatches, or multiplayer games where you go up against a small number of equally equipped (but not necessarily equally skilled) opponents, are what made the first two Quake games such a success. In fact, it's still easy to find a multiplayer Quake 1 game on the internet. But unlike Quake 1 and 2, where the multiplayer game seemingly played second fiddle to the long drawn out single player game, Quake 3 Arena's multiplayer-focus makes the game incredible refined.
Quake 3 Arena's levels have all been painstakingly crafted for the best multiplayer experience. Most levels are relatively small, ensuring a constant and high amount of action, while various platforms, spring boards, alcoves, and wide open areas keep you on your toes and on the look out for where the next threat is coming from.
The single player game consists of going up against computer controlled bots that provide more than a sufficient challenge for practicing your stuff before you go up against other human players. In fact, the top two difficulty levels are so challenging that if you manage to finish all seven tiers at either difficulty level, you'll most likely rock over the internet as well. The standard single player game allows you to play various multiplayer games, including Capture The Flag and Tournament, although the focus is primarily on Free For All. The computer bots don't play very well when they're on your team and giving them orders with the correct syntax, especially in Capture the Flag, is a hassle.

But enough about the single player game, the multiplayer game is where the heart of Quake 3 Arena resides. Perhaps most welcoming is how balanced the weapons are; there's no longer a need to scramble around trying to find a rocket launcher before another rocket launcher-equipped opponent blasts you across the screen. Apart from making the rocket launcher less effective by reducing the damage of its blast radius, other weapons prove to be better tools at both long and short range.
The rail gun, which fires a super concentrated laser beam that cuts through numerous enemies, can be devastating but takes time to load and must hit the target dead on, which puts keyboard players at a serious disadvantage for using that weapon. The plasma gun, which is essentially a far more powerful version of the machine gun, is choice for both close and medium distance combat, just don't get too close to walls or other players as the plasma has a small but damaging blast radius.
Then there's the BFG-10K that, apart from its devastating power, has little resemblance to the gun that made its debut in Doom. The BFG is similar to the plasma gun but the shots pack a serious punch and much larger blast radius. If you hit someone dead on chances are they won't survive, and a handful of well placed shots at the floor in a crowded room will send your opponents up in a brilliant display of flying blood and limbs before they get a chance to train their sites on you.
Other weapons include the grenade launcher, shotgun, and lightning gun, all of which have their places in the game but will most likely be passed up for more effective weaponry.

One or two powerups can generally be found in each level and last for thirty seconds. Regeneration gives you back five health points each second while haste allows your character to move in double time. Quad Damage also makes its return and causes your player to glow a brilliant blue. The beauty of the powerups is that if you kill someone who has one, you can pick it up and use the remaining time yourself.
Quake 3 Arena is a monster of a game. IT admins will fear the added bandwidth the game will put on their servers, CEO's will cringe at the lost productivity of their employees, and university students' grades are bound to plummet, all in the name of some fun. Strap yourself into Quake 3 Arena and be prepared to waste countless hours. So..........
What are you waiting for?
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Why do I need sleep....?

Skipping one night's sleep makes a person cranky and clumsy. After missing two nights of sleep, a person will have problems thinking and doing things; his or her brain and body can't do their normal tasks nearly as well. After five nights without sleep, a person will hallucinate (this means seeing things that aren't actually there). Eventually, it becomes impossible for the brain to give its directions to the rest of the body without sleep - the brain needs to spend time in bed and catch its ZZZs!
***But is this really true..? Well if we look at sleep as a way where a person meditates and gets his/her energy back, can't it be possible for different individuals to achieve the same form of meditation through other tasks however mundane they. Is it not possible for people to increase their effeciency just by decreasing or maybe nullifying their sleeping habits.It has been observed that the more one goes without sleep the less sleepy he feels !! I have myself felt it, well to be totally true it also feels that life needs rest. It feels like u r the undead, well I guess thats just because the human community has never seen ppl prosper by jeopardising their sleep !!!
Lets turn ourselves to some brighter facts about sleep...
A lot of theories have been thrown up over the years as to what we need sleep for (to keep us wandering out of our caves and being eaten by sabertooth tigers, is one of the more entertaining possibilities), but noone has yet been able to point to a specific function of the sleep state that would explain why we have it and why we need so much of it.
Interestingly though sleep deprivation can be stopped using loads of caffiene, the person's thinking ability reaches new depths and also there are some parts of the brain which try to compensate for the sleep deprivation. Interestingly enough while a person takes a decision or answers a question he always thinks he is right even though he might know that he is wrong when he is deprived of sleep !!!
Another topic to discuss would be --- Does Sleep deprivation mimmic AGING ???
Well let us merely note that many people become more certain of their own opinions as they mature into wisdom. And we know from above that sleep deprived ppl think they r right more often than they r not, so does this lead to the funda of them feeling elderly ?? Thats pretty interesting ain't it ...
Also a brain when deprived of sleep shows utterly pathetic performances in the areas of Quantitaive as well as Verbal ability but surprisingly there is an increased activation in areas of the brain that are involved in sustained attention and error monitoring.
Though scientific studies have clearly with numerous experiments proved that sleeping is more than essential for a Human and his/her body but the question as to why it is necessary is still beyond doubt avoiding us !!!
P.S : I am not sure as to how this post would be recieved among junta but I myself love to dabble in this area...!! It is fun to sacrifice sleep sometimes and get that extra more from life...really give it a shot...!!
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Whether a Wasp and a Webcam can weld together or not !!!

Introduction
I wanted to get out and see the world.
Unfortunately, they all know what I look like now!
For all the World to See
I was sitting here
Typing words
When suddenly a wasp appeared
Buzzing loudly
Obviously annoyed
And looking very weird
A massive wasp
It must have weighed
A couple of pounds!
Heading straight for me
To some eerie
Buzzing sounds
Then it disappears
Down the neckline of
My shirt
Starts stinging me
And JESUS
Did it hurt
In panic now
I tear my shirt from
Off my back
But it slides down
And continues
it's attack
I'm terrorised
As it moves into
My boxer shorts
Buzzing round
Evoking
Dreadful thoughts
I rip my trousers off
And throw them
to the floor
And then my shorts
No clothes on
anymore
The wasp flies off
Here stands a naked
But thankful man
Then, in horror I notice
My newly purchased
WEBCAM!
P.S : Can happen to neone, be careful !!!