Long story cut short

After a long time I thot of gettin bk to my blog. So frnz who r followin my blog..all apologies. Things which happened between my last blog n this one hv bn plenty. Most of them hv bn really gud bt ther has bn occasional hick ups. Was thinkin of gettin bk to bloggin for a long time bt schedules we’re so tight that it was really difficult. Both durga puja n diwali we’re fantastic. Bro hd come down from hyderabad had loads of fun. Its been a special one as the whole family was ther for durga puja after a very long time. Its always nice wen u hv d whole family celebratin together bt it’s become so difficult in today’s world. Sandy n Scooby ..both of thm r fine. Sandy as usual hd lot of probs durin as he can’t stand d noise of crackers bt due to strange reasons Scooby does nt hv such problems. Now that the festivals r ovr the work load is bk with a very big bang. Over loaded wid work n runnin late in meetin deadlines. That’s how life’s goin for me. As for my new passion that’s my photography m really tryin hard to go for new shoots. Hope will take some time out during this weekend. That’s it for today will catch u tom. Cheers n hv a grt nite.

India Shining….

This pic is really special for me. I don’t know why but whenever I see this pic it brings a smile on my face. The kids wer so happy to pose for the photograph. They dint know why I was clickin their photo they dint bother to ask me also. They wer busy eating ”prasad” which they managed to get from the priest of the temple wher I took this pic. I saw an amazing sense of happiness in them. They wer not bothered what was happening to the fiscal deficit or the foreign investments and still they wer happy. They dint have KFC or McD, they dint wear UCB or Levis bt stil they had something which I dint have. They had happiness and peace. I will not lie….. I was jealous. I wanted to capture the feelings which moved me so much. I hope I am able to frame the happiness and joy which I felt. To me this is what I mean when I say India Shining….Luv u all n hope u liked this pic…Cheers!!!!!!

Happiness is being home again,
Happiness is walking in the rain.
Happiness is waking with no pain.

Happiness to see my humble home,
Happiness at not being alone,
Happiness to sit, and not to roam.

Happiness is family to me,
Happiness in the faces, I longed to see,
Happiness is once more being free.

The Breakfast News

Today I am choosing to write something about the news which is pretty historic in nature. Personally I feel that India has moved on a long way since the black day in 1992. Indeed I find a huge change in the way India thinks today. I would personally give the credit for this to the youth of India. Although practically speaking nothing till now has been done at the ground zero but the Verdict itself speaks a great deal about India 2010. We the people are least bothered about the bloodline or the religion one follows. We would like to judge people on who they are and what has been their accomplishment. This Verdict fills my heart with joy cos it does not matter who got how much of the land. The sheer sight ot a temple and mosque standing side by side is all my heart wants. No more stones, no more mud slinging and no more bullets. This life is too small to waste over fighting instead lets use it fulfill our dreams.

Luv u all and thnx for all ur responses. Before leaving I want to leave you with few lines…..

I pray for the ones who have given up hope,
Hope for a future of love, faith and joy,
I pray for the lonely the sick and the lost,
That someone would take the time to reach out,
I silently hope,

I hope for a future, a better tomorrow,
For people who need compassion and care,
I hope that bitterness melts with the touch of a heartbeat,
I hope for the love that we can give one another,
For are we not really everyone’s brother?

The Childhood Lost

We dont wanna believe this bitter truth but nevertheless v cant change the truth… Have v ever imagined that y after so much of gadgets, plastic money, branded clothes , play stations………etc etc v still cant sleep a gud nite’s sleep. It sends a shiver down my spine wen I see kids who are barely as old as 3…competing with each other in reality shows. Its evident from their faces that they are out there to be the best…. Its a Rat race and they hv started as early as 3…crap! utter crap! y ? whats the need? The producers of the show says that they want to show case talent but then y a competition… y cant they simply exhibit their talent without doing a competition…Its a shame and sheer disgrace wen I see pressurizing their kids so that they can come out as winners….neways wen they grow up then they will get enough time and space for the Rat race….. So its very important that we dont give up on the child in all of us. The reason I started to shoot is because I like it…. I dont want to prove that my pics or my blog is better than some one but because I feel nice and I can breathe easy wen I c my own creation…. I dont wanna kill the child in me who wants to explore this beautiful world and make the world a better place to live thru his eyes….So m leaving u with some lines which I read somewhere….

When I was a Child…….

When i was a child, i thought they could do no wrong
When i was a child, everyone seemed to get along
When i was a child we were always together
When i was a child, i thought it would last forever
When i was a child, playing with my cousins was always fun
When i was a child, my face always brightend by the beautiful sun
When i was a child, i was young and free
When i was a child, no pain or worries i could see
When i was a child, i learned from my mistakes
Now i am an adult, now my heart breaks

The New Begining ….

This has been pending for a long time but nevertheless it’s finally come true..yes don’t be surprised bt my blog is up and running for the hundreds of people who want to read my blog or choose not to read my blog..Life was sailing thru….no earthquakes no thunderstorms… was kinda getting monotonous…. suddenly i felt that i was aging….bt God can’t see me aging..hehe..so for all the beautiful ladies in my life u can take a deep breadth and a sigh of relief cos I’m not ……Once again I have turned passionate in my life (Ritu’s going to kill me for this) but frankly speaking I am drawn towards a passion which has been sleeping for quite some time….I couldn’t help but notice some of my friends who are doing a fantastic job in photography…. It’s for the work of my friends like Deba, Asish, Soumya & last but not the least Anirban who are not photographers by profession but still have produced some of the best work I hv seen… Their work helped me to rekindle the passion in me which was hidding in me for a long time.. I owe them big time for giving me the kick to view the world thru lenses….Lastly I wanna leave u guys with a poem which has been a favourite of mine….hope u like it…..

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build’em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!