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I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by. – (the one and only) Douglas Adams Lots of whooshing sounds going on in my life right now
Inspiration gone dry – Amazing poem
Inspiration gone dry by Prude My favourite snippet: … To see a spot of green, in the sky of blue. For a word of encouragement, to make this seem true. To walk through a meadow of marigolds, And let go … Continue reading
New year resolutions
Short and simple: Sleep less. Exercise more. Read more. Score right now is 0 out of 3. Thus it can only get better
Meaningful change
I just found something philosophical and quite true in a very unexpected place. Read this para from the technical blogpost (rant actually) titled “Rails Is A Ghetto” – I believe that in order for anyone to create meaningful change in … Continue reading
Mumbai
I came to Mumbai from Delhi to join a new project a little more than an year ago. It was an exciting move for me. I was going to lead the team. I was moving much closer to home. I … Continue reading
Being Twenty-Something
…Its really hard.
They call it the “Quarter-Life Crisis”. It is when I stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about me that I didn’t know and may not like. I start feeling insecure and wonder where I will be in a year or two, but then get scared because I barely know where I am now.
I start realizing that people are selfish and that maybe, those friends that I thought were so close to me aren’t exactly the greatest people I have ever met, and the people I have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What I don’t recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren’t really cold, catty, mean, or insincere but that they are as confused as I am.
I look at my job (part time)… and it is not even close to what I thought I would be doing, or maybe I am looking for a job and realizing that I am going to have to start at the bottom and that scares me. My opinions have gotten stronger. I see what others are doing and find myself judging more than usual because suddenly I realize that I have certain boundaries in my life and am constantly adding things to the list of what is acceptable and what isn’t. One minute, I am insecure and then the next, secure.
I laugh and cry with the greatest force of my life. I feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and I try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where I’m or move forward.
I’m heart broken and wonder how someone I loved could do such damage to me. Or lay in bed and wonder why I can’t meet anyone decent enough to get to know better. Or maybe I love someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out why I’m doing this because I know that I’m not a bad person.
One night stands and random hookups start to look cheap. GETTIN WASTED AND ACTING LIKE AN IDIOT STARTS TO LOOK PATHETIC. I go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with my friends about the same topics because I cannot seem to make a decision. I worry about loans, money, and the future and making a life for myself… and while winning the race would be great, right now i’d just like to be a contender!
What I just realize is that everyone reading this relates to it or related to it once. We are in our best of times and worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.
~ Vineet
NOTE: This is not completely an original piece. I got this as a forward some time back but I could relate to it so much it’s as if I had written it myself. It is not identical to the forward I got because there is a lot of me in there, especially towards the end. I will try to find out the original author of this piece and give credit to him/her but that will have to wait for some time since I have my exams going on right now. Bye!
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Tagged brother, life, Quarter-Life Crisis, questions, Vineet
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Grand essentials of happiness
The grand essentials of happiness are: something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.
It is past 6 AM here and unlike me I am awake. Was it the sunlight streaming in through my windows? Was it the hope that a Monday usually brings along with it? Or was it just because I had already slept a lot the previous day and my body was complaining “Bas karo”?
Whatever it is I am awake. When I wake up I find that there are certain thoughts already running amok in my mind. These are thoughts of the people I miss, the things I want to do, the dreams I want to achieve and often also of something I have been trying to remember really hard but was unable to do so. Today I found myself asking what I really really wanted to do? What I want to be and how to get there? What is my 42? Was I happy?
Now these are the sort of questions that, as a rule, come into my mind only after I have had my glass of hot bournvita. I was stumped. That’s when this quote told to me by a friend of mine recently came to me.
I already have something to do (and I love doing it), lots of people and things to love and lots to hope for. So by definition I am already happy. I just have to make sure I always have something to love, lots of people to love and something to look hope for and I guess I will always be happy.
Now let me go and brush. I have a busy day and busy week ahead. See you later. Continue reading
Coffee heaven

Over second and third cups flow matters of high finance, high state, common gossip and low comedy. [Coffee] is a social binder, a warmer of tongues, a soberer of minds, a stimulant of wit, a foiler of sleep if you want it so. From roadside mugs to the classic demi-tasse, it is the perfect democrat. ~ Author Unknown
Coffee… aah… You have got me daydreaming already. Good coffee, good conversation and light music is one of my heavens. Give me a coffee anytime, morning, afternoon, evening, night and I will be happy. Continue reading
Miloon mujhko chalna hai
I finally managed to find out the correct Hindi version of the last stanza of ‘Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening’. And it was none other than my friend Anjali who narrated this to me in the first place many years ago. Thanks Anjali! I also got called dumbo in the bargain but what is little dumbo here and there between friends?
So here it is…
Gahan saghan manmohak taru, mujhko aaj bulate hain…
Kintu kiye jo vaade maine, yaad mujhe aa jaate hain…
Mujhe kahan aaram bada, yah muk nimantran chalna hai..
Arey abhi to milon mujhko, miloon mujhko chalna hai.
Isn’t it beautiful? Continue reading
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Tagged Hindi, poem, Robert Frost, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
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