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Sport. An instrument of passion. An instrument that can bring people with any amount of differences. There is a certain magic. A certain 'high' it delivers that is not easily found. Ask a passionate supporter what it feels to be watching his team playing beautiful and effective sport, or just rather watch him while he is at it, and you will know what I am talking about. There can be many theories about what exactly is it that binds so many people together not just with each other but also with the players out there. But it just cannot be explained by a particulr reason. It's a whole bag of things sport and the sportspersons who play it bring to the life of the common man that makes it special.He doesn't have to know the skills of the game. He doesn't have to know the correct technique or tactics. It's an identity the fan imbibes,...of the player, of being part of the team, of being part of a fraternity far greater than himself, of geniuses, of warriors and of h...

It is a historic day today. And so I post. Yes, I have to admit I have been pretty interested in the Presidential race in the US this year as I am sure are millions across the globe. It's very rare that some one could take the whole world by storm in a way Sen.(at the time of going to post) Obama has. Deserving or undeserving, that man has to be given some credit. And that's one of the reasons I am interested in the Elections. Not only is he half african american, he hasn't even lived his whole life in the US. His father wasn't even an American citizen. It's credit not only to him but the American people for their liberal view that they can take a man on his merit and not his background and put him in the running for the highest office in the country...and also thus the world. Now this isn't in anyway an endorsement for Obama. I am sure it's too late for that anyway. It is an endorsement for modern thinking. Yes that's what comes to mind when I hear hi...

Adi, sorry for the late tag...here it goes.. My oldest memory: Hmmmmm...Lemme see...lemme see... Well the oldest memories I have are all sort of in pieces..like recognising pictures of animals from a book, being scared of school starting soon, playing with my friend on a tri-cycle...hehe I don have one where I was recording nursery rhymes in a cassette with Mom. * Big Grin* Ten Years Ago: I would not like to answer this question. My first thought this morning: Ohhh!! Who's calling me??!! (on the phone) If you built a time capsule, what would it contain? Electric circuits I presume....Oh you mean 'carry with me?' Ok. I have always had this recurring thought of taking the best inventions and the 'how to make them' books and become a famous inventor in the past!! Come on. Don't judge me now..;P. This year 14 years from now. Well this does sound strange. Read it again. This 'year' after 14 years??? I guess they meant 'day'..ok..I guess I would be thi...

Fights. Anger. Hatred. Common words. Common occurrences. Inevitable........or are they? I don't think so. I am not a saint. But I think I can avoid getting all angry most of the times. I believe anyone can. It's just a matter of a bit of patience. Some empathy. And some plain common sense. I had earlier posted about Power-Struggle as being one of the reasons for fights.Today I would talk about another common tendency. The quintessential I. I is everything. We grow up thinking about the world with regards to us. We like, dislike, learn and and even judge the whole world around us with us as the centre of everything. All this is fine but things start going wrong when the I begins getting bigger than it should. Self Confidence borders Over Confidence. Self Respect borders Huge Ego. When somehow everything that you say inevitably seems right and if it isn't no one else except yourself are able to detect it. This may sound funny but I believe not only do such freaks exist they ...

Alright, this is officially the longest title of all my posts. Yaay!!....Think you have longer??? ;) :D Ok here's the deal...find out which is the longest title you have come up with...not really a tag. unless you wanna take it as one...:P. So the first tag comes to us from Equi .Here it goes.. Aw crap, your iPod’s jammed on one song! And you won’t be able to get it fixed for a week! What song do you hope to christ it’s stuck on? Well, right now it would be The Reason by Hoobastank. You learn that your new cable package has the Anytime Movie Channel! Which movie do you immediately flick to? 'Jo jeeta wohi sikandar' :-))) You walk in the front door and smell dinner cooking! What makes you go, “Oooh, I like that!”? Are the above two sentences related? ;P...Ok sorry..Just trying to wake myself up. It would be Masale-Bhaat..(Was tempted to write everything Mom cooks...:)) What’s your favourite season? Wow....I think the one who thought of this question deserves a Nobel Prize......

Here I am. At probably the biggest crossroad of my life...yet. I got into Medicine. And passed out without much worries or anything. It was cool. It was college. There were sports. There were Dance shows. There was college politics. There were friends and foes. There were teachers. There were exams. And all that Jazz. That's all life really was. I didn't really ever do anything extra ordinary. But still, with that security of a life around me, I could see the world. I could still sit and observe. I could ponder and analyse. I could comment and learn. I could do any damn thing I wanted to. I started this blog. Have written more than 100 posts in college itself about a range of topics. I talked about philosophical thoughts, current affairs, big issues and mostly about me. My life. My feelings. And I did pretty well. Wouldn't say I came up with posts very easily. There were many many times when I couldn't. But there were many times when a lot of things popped up in my head...

Would you rather be liked or respected? ...dont just say both. :) Image Courtesy: Flickr (roby1kenobi)

Ok guys, comin up with something new here...a by product of too much idle time I guess....:P. So here it goes... Write a Poem/Prose with the first letters of consecutive words being the consecutive letters in the alphabet. You can go upto as many letters as you can...Try to get to 26!! To make it a bit more interesting, you can start with any letter...:) Here's an example of what I am talking about... Alone, bored, contemplating death. Endless frustrations, gnawing health. Irony just killing life. Makes nooses, one petrifies. Quiet room screams tonight. Unaccompanied view while, xenophobic yesterday zooms. I tag Equi, Craziest, Gonecase, Solitaire, and frankly whoever wants to take this up..... P.S. I am ok. I am fine. I am feelin better. Poem was just for the tag.

As always the ever so helpful 'Tag' comes to my rescue. And after this long hiatus filled with studyi..well..sleeping, I am back. Preeti is the one responsible for this punishment to all of you...:D. Ok, Here it goes.... Last Movie seen in a Theatre Jaane to....ya jaane na. Well you can't blame me, the hype and word of mouth was too strong...sadly as far as I was unconcerned, not too well placed. What book are you reading? Hahahaha...ok instead of again mentioning some 'geeky' book, I'll write the last book I read. It was 'Maximum City' by Suketu Mehta. Favourite Board Game Well...for me, Board games are bored games. Well I enjoyed the last time I played Monopoly..so that's it. :) Favorite magazine Has to be Reader's Digest. Next question.. Favorite smells: Hugo Boss....aaah who am I kidding...actually the desi version...Hugo Baas. Favorite sound: Me playing the piano...coz then I hear what I want to hear and it's my favourite!!!...I m sure ...

X: Yaar, I dont think I am made for this profession. I don't 'Love' it, u know. Like really passionately. I dont think I m that talented in it either. I wanna do something that I love for the rest of my life. Not just get stuck into something I don't. I just feel maybe I should change my profession. Y: So what is it that you love? X: I don't know... Y: So if U don't know what u love and wanna do, isn't it better to do good at what U dont love but r still into? At least till you know what is it you love?

Woke up now Or have I? The harsh light flashed my eye. Where am I?... Where was I?... Who am I?.... Try to see what approaches, a blur it is. Or is it? I am moving, somewhere, somehow. Floating? Scared, Dazed and confused. Try to keep balance. Barely stay. Where's the way, to escape? Don't wanna go on. But the current seems strong. Strength seems gone. Still I hold on. Scared, dazed and confused. Try to scream. A desperate plea. Can you shout, when you can't breathe? See faces, and running feet beneath. But not ears for my screams. Scared, dazed and confused. Try no more. Loosen my grip. Lose my balance. I don't fall. I stand. I float. Scared, dazed and confused. Image courtesy: Flickr (peewee82)

And as I was struggling to think of something to post about, as may have happened with many of you, a tag has come to the rescue... Macadamia 's tagged me with the most useless of tags and I promise to do my best to make it all more so for you.......:D. C'mon, No need to thank me... Tag rules: 1. Pick up the nearest book. 2. Open to page 123. 3. Find the fifth sentence. 4. Post the next three sentences. 5. Tag five people, and acknowledge the person who tagged you. Time to fulfill my promise now, The book is Microbiology Lecture Notes. 1. Fungii may be cultured on Sabouraud's or blood agar with antibiotics and then identified by cell morphology or by polymerase chain reaction using specific nucleic acid probes. 2. Cutaneous fungii are diagnosed by using a KOH scraping of skin. 3.Other fungal preparations also may be stained using periodic acid Schiff(PAS) stain, silver stain, calcofluor or India ink. Phew....Hope you enjoyed it as much as I did typing all that out :-/........

Nothing more Heart warming than Beauty unaware of itself. Nothing more Mind boggling than Stupidity unaware of itself. Image courtesy: Flickr (childish_david @ fotogail)

It is weird how things just happened in a way that I landed with this topic. The first idea of a post came when I read this story in the newspaper. For those too lazy to visit the link, it speaks of a accident victim who had a pipe lodged in his neck and chest saying he doesn't have any grudges against the driver who dashed into him and has chosen to forgive him. It think it's a great gesture and should be talked about all over to get such a thing as forgiveness to be considered among virtues again. I believe it's not looked up to as much anymore and the one who can give back is the only one who is respected...as I've talked about in an earlier post . So, anyway..This got me thinking about doing a post about forgiveness. Then as I came online today, a real close friend of my past msged me. Now this guy was pretty close to me when he went abroad for studies. It's been 4 yrs since he's talked to me.It started with him not replying me on msngr. I did scrap him on...

Here I am. In a strange phase of my life. Some may say, it is the most inportant phase of my life. Some may say it is the most difficult phase. For some, I am finally a doctor!!! For some, the journey has just begun. For some, I'm on the foothills of a great life. While some say, If I dont do well, my life will be a mess. And....it are all true in some way. If only I can convince myself about any of those. I m living like a damn vegetable, if you ask me. Apart from the fact that vegetables are of some use to someone!! I do try to study but the attempts r so few and far between that it is an insult to the exam. And as I dont like insulting anyone, I just close the book. :P Adding to that is the unbearable guilt of not earning and asking parents for so much money for the exam. And so many friends calling me to join salsa classes which costs a bomb..and they are having fun there and I, being the best dancer in the first level have resisted the temptation till now for over 6 months n...

I have hardly ever dedicated a whole post to another blog or blogger but this guy deserves it.... Just when you(not this guy though....I doubt if he ever thought that) think there's nothing good enough to write, material for a post comes from unexpected quarters. I was just going through random blogs as I like to do on Blogger and came across this blog.. http://abdulaziz377.blogspot.com/ .What caught my eye is abvious..a bunch of large pitures of a kid with his bottle encompassing many posts...but then the blogroll caught my eye.... people just have a look at the blog roll ....and let me tell you those aren't the only blogs or pages he has...there are more!!!! Many more... It's a whole new parallel universe of this guy's blogs!!! I don't think anyone can beat him when it comes to love for blogging. And such a great man...he has even put his mobile numbers for anyone and everyone....so generous!!! So If you want any help regarding Bloggers Anonymous and just cant ...

With each spoken word, the music escalates, in intesity and fervour. The anticipation of the climax, the heart knows, the mind dreads. Eyes wander, as if to escape. but then realise, they can't. Words they are, Just words. He reassures himself. As if he can. He falls, crashes without moving. Fingers tighten around the arm rest, as if to the music. It gets too loud, a pandemonium yet, he strains to hear... ..the Silence. Image courtesy: Flickr

"What's the point of living if you do as everyone does and has been doing? Would the world be any different if you weren't there?" I dont trust people just coz everyone does. I dont believe in following what has always been. I dont believe someone's greater just because they came before. I dont believe the phrase, 'There can be no one like him/her'. I dont believe 'What's old is wise'.I dont believe a singer is better just coz he has learnt classical singing. Or a dancer is better only because he's learnt salsa or bharat natyam for 20 yrs. Yes. I would respect ancient wisdom. I would respect people who came up with the complicated raagas(in music) and nrutyas (in dance). I respect people who have made wonderful discoveries.People who made religions that millions follow till this day. People who went out of the way. People who are great, in the true sense of the word. But, Don't tell me it cant be done again. Don't tell me I cant be...

Yes...After a long time, something has happened in my life worth writing bout....well atleast I think so. It was yesterday night. A friend had called up telling me there's a salsa night at a sports bar and our friends from our salsa class were coming. After a bit of deliberation, I decided to go and then minutes before the event was gonna star, one after another people started apologising for not being able to make it. Still two my friends were gonna be there so I went for a first of it's kind event for me.. On reaching, there was a whole bunch of people dancing and another big buch watching them. I quietly joined the ones watching. Now some background details...I have just done the level 1 of salsa and although I was adjudged the best dancer in the class, I just knew a limited number of steps and was out of touch. So that was on back of my mind seeing people doing complicated steps with ease however bad looking they may be. A friend of mine from the class and with whom I h...

Ok. I rant. One of the things I am seeing more and more nowadays....the planned friendship. I was never a believer of the planned friendship but now as I see it, it has a huge following. I see it everywhere. I know you all must be like, 'What is this planned friendhip?' Well, it is a 'friendship' that is made intentionally by someone with someone for a motive'. It may also be loosely called networking and in a professionaly setup may actually be a thing to be lauded. But I, luckily or unluckily, do not like it at all, rather I despise it. And some are pathologically inclined to do it. And I hate those fake sweet words, those fake good manners....the whole fake act, just to get closer to someone. Sadly it's so common place now that people who know they are at the recieving end of it still take it. I would be irritated and pissed off if I knew someone's being nice to me with an ulterior motive but I see people being cool with it. As with so many of the '...

So, Adi 's woken up from her slumber and tagged me. Here's how it goes. Rules - Remove 1 question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged. Of course, Adi being Adi forgot to do what the last line says above!! Anyways... 1.Name three most valuable assets. 1) My Mind. 2) My Life. 3) My Find. Sorry...no surprises there. 2.One truth in your life that haunts you every day? Life staring at me saying...." Behave! You are a Doctor now!" 3. If you were to be stranded on a deserted island, who are the four blog buddies you would take alongside with you? Equi- To build that boat. Atlantean- To argue if we get in a legal tangle. Tanvi- To argue with all of us bout where to go, who to take along, and how to treat the island right. Adi-The motivation to get off the island. ;-P. 4. Where is the place...

A nice tag for a change for a person like me coz i dont have to think much while doing this tag especially really personal questions that you never even have thought about yourself. Here it goes Equi ... Rules - Post 5 links to 5 of your previously written posts. The posts have to relate to the 5 keywords given (family, friends, yourself, your love, and anything you like). Tag 5 other friends to do the same. Try to tag atleast 2 new acquaintances (if not, your current blog buddies will do) so that you get to know them each a little bit better. Don't forget to read the linked posts and leave comments! 1) Family- Well, There really is no post on my family...Like to keep them away from this world...hehe. But I guess this qualifies for it.... Check it out, you'd be surprised. 2)Friends- Found this one in the archives...very simple but still sweet.Aaaaahhh...college life. 3) Me- As with everyone, the posts for this topic outnumber everything else...still had to find one...so found ...

It's been a long time away. Away from you. And now I return....with baby steps. Learning the simple things I had learned before, again. A wild ride, it's been. It is tough I tell you, to start writing again. Ok lets talk. Strength. Power. That's what everyone's after. And it's strange what people would do to get it...Everywhere I see nowadays, I see power-hungry people. That is what life has become, that race to be the most poweful. But what is sad and kinda disheartening is the definition of strength. I'd read in Shataram once, ' The strength of a soldier is known more by what he endures that what he can inflict.' It seems so profound, so true. Any one can shout, hit, press a trigger....would anyone be willing to receive these things? I think not. But today it's more about, 'Kill a fly but do it with an AK-47'. So that everyone knows u have one. It's kinda what I've seen. I've seen raised voices, angry expressions, threats a...

Yes guys....I m gonna come back to this good ol' world of blgger....Hope I have as much fun as I did in my earlier stint...will try to be regular this time. That's it then....will post soon.