HOLIDAYS BEGIN! !!! :)
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Friday, May 27, 2005
Friday, May 13, 2005
Time goes fast, Project goes slow
Exam week time!! :(
Time runs fast, though the project does not seem to be catching up with the time.
hurry,hurry...run..run....pant...pant!
no don't stop, get up, get going,
a few hundred thousand miles more,
a few minutes left,
run...run....faster faster....
tick tock tick tock.........
faaaaaaaster....
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Time runs fast, though the project does not seem to be catching up with the time.
hurry,hurry...run..run....pant...pant!
no don't stop, get up, get going,
a few hundred thousand miles more,
a few minutes left,
run...run....faster faster....
tick tock tick tock.........
faaaaaaaster....
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Monday, May 09, 2005
The Fight
"Come on, what do you take me to be? How long can I stand this? No, no, no, no longer.
My mind is made up!!" S told me when I tried to butt into the fight.
A stood there sheepishly, like a little kid who has dropped the chocolate for which it had made such a big fuss. A just kept quiet and stood there in the corner.
I had no idea what I was walking into when I tried to get S and A on the table to talk it out.
Seems that there a fight had been brewing from a long time. Gosh !! And I never had a clue, right under my hand! I am a fool not to have seen this.
And now, on retrospection when it always happen, I see those little things which should have given me a hint. R would sometimes now and then sneak in between A and E though it was not supposed to be in between them. And how many times had N run away from D and A had always covered it up. Gosh !!
Anyway, now what? What do I do with these chaps. A huge bunch they are. The worst thing is that I have got used to them just the way they are and many others also would have undoubtedly. If I rearrange their places, that would put a lot of us into such discomfort. Perhaps, we could re-learn, maybe yes we could. It just would be a matter of time.
But then there must have been a strong reason for them to be assigned their places. What about that? And could we just allow them to rearrange according to their wishes?
A would definitely choose D, T would go next to E and many many more such rearrangements.
oooooof...I can't handle this. I better inform the higher authorities. I am sure they will be shocked to know this.
Never had I thought....
(c) Deapesh.
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My mind is made up!!" S told me when I tried to butt into the fight.
A stood there sheepishly, like a little kid who has dropped the chocolate for which it had made such a big fuss. A just kept quiet and stood there in the corner.
I had no idea what I was walking into when I tried to get S and A on the table to talk it out.
Seems that there a fight had been brewing from a long time. Gosh !! And I never had a clue, right under my hand! I am a fool not to have seen this.
And now, on retrospection when it always happen, I see those little things which should have given me a hint. R would sometimes now and then sneak in between A and E though it was not supposed to be in between them. And how many times had N run away from D and A had always covered it up. Gosh !!
Anyway, now what? What do I do with these chaps. A huge bunch they are. The worst thing is that I have got used to them just the way they are and many others also would have undoubtedly. If I rearrange their places, that would put a lot of us into such discomfort. Perhaps, we could re-learn, maybe yes we could. It just would be a matter of time.
But then there must have been a strong reason for them to be assigned their places. What about that? And could we just allow them to rearrange according to their wishes?
A would definitely choose D, T would go next to E and many many more such rearrangements.
oooooof...I can't handle this. I better inform the higher authorities. I am sure they will be shocked to know this.
Never had I thought....
(c) Deapesh.
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Thursday, May 05, 2005
Nobody leaves..
Tuesday, May 03, 2005
56 years and 43 pages.
56 years and 43 pages. "That long?" you may ask, yeah, that is the truth, sad eh?
But it depends on how you look at it. The experience counts right? There are advantages which are obvious and experience is one.
"But surely, it could have been done earlier!!" you incredulously gasp and with your eyes rolled towards the skies, you wonder at my level of foolishness.
You think so, they all think so too. Ask any of them. They still do perhaps as confidently as they thought many years ago when I told them. Yes, they still do I guess.
Old habits die hard.
I remember when it all started. That evening by the lake. I don't remember any other fascinating details about that evening such as anything that an interesting novel would provide and satisfy your senses, but all I remember is that it was quite hot that evening and I had a bath late that night. It was indeed a long time back.
Pages can get crumpled, they get old too and with age it becomes hard to read what was once written on them. Memories fade and so does the ink on sheets of paper.
So what do I do with such crumpled sheets? Grey and showing wear and tear, I hardly make out what was written. It is interesting though to read the sentences and then guess the missing parts. Do try it sometime. You will almost feel as if you are an author. What shapes you, decides what fills in the missing parts and as you fill them you will actually realize yourself.
Yes, it is fun.
But it strains the eyes. To look at the words, the letters, look at their incomplete strokes and make up for the losses. I would suggest a nice table lamp. Perhaps a cup of coffee and a comfortable chair and a peaceful night too, will go great.
And then you tell me, how long it takes. OK?
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Tag: Literature Prose
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But it depends on how you look at it. The experience counts right? There are advantages which are obvious and experience is one.
"But surely, it could have been done earlier!!" you incredulously gasp and with your eyes rolled towards the skies, you wonder at my level of foolishness.
You think so, they all think so too. Ask any of them. They still do perhaps as confidently as they thought many years ago when I told them. Yes, they still do I guess.
Old habits die hard.
I remember when it all started. That evening by the lake. I don't remember any other fascinating details about that evening such as anything that an interesting novel would provide and satisfy your senses, but all I remember is that it was quite hot that evening and I had a bath late that night. It was indeed a long time back.
Pages can get crumpled, they get old too and with age it becomes hard to read what was once written on them. Memories fade and so does the ink on sheets of paper.
So what do I do with such crumpled sheets? Grey and showing wear and tear, I hardly make out what was written. It is interesting though to read the sentences and then guess the missing parts. Do try it sometime. You will almost feel as if you are an author. What shapes you, decides what fills in the missing parts and as you fill them you will actually realize yourself.
Yes, it is fun.
But it strains the eyes. To look at the words, the letters, look at their incomplete strokes and make up for the losses. I would suggest a nice table lamp. Perhaps a cup of coffee and a comfortable chair and a peaceful night too, will go great.
And then you tell me, how long it takes. OK?
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Tag: Literature Prose
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