Be happy with what you have

What more can I say, when pictures speaks in million pixels and I have just a few words to put!!!!

Jai Shree Lakshmi

One tribute to my favorite god

Well, over the years I have never let my feelings about god out in the open and people around me question me whether I believe in god or not

Yes there is a certain some one whom I believe strongly
and she is Lakshmi

the daughter of Bhrigu ( that is why she is also called Bhargavi ) and Khyati.

Alakshmi is her elder sister (chandra being her brother).
Both the sisters like me and that explains some and most of the things in my life. Through this post, after writing about 480 posts, I pay my tribute to her

Only if Laila could talk

Laila and Majnu ,
well, only if this guys could talk

whether theirs would have been a successful marriage is never debated,
with so little time that they did have, even courtship might had been an herculean task,
let alone give Laila the chance to whine

:"Why":
:"Where":
:"What":

But this picture could have got them both furious for sometime, not at the fact that they died, but they were killed years later day in day out.

Fetish for the west

WE have come a long way since the old 1950s and 1970s and so has the world,
we are now looking inwards, going deeep

or is it,

Diya Mirza a bollywood actress comes from a German father and Bengali mother,
Lisa Ray , Bengali father, Canadian mother
John Abraham , Iranian blood,

And Akshaya dancing with Hollywood babes is not new anymore, neither is Salman doing the same with some British actress, Aishwarya with Matin Henderson.

And the list is continuing, in the serials that we watch from Riddhima in Dill Mill Gaye to talent hunt shows, everywhere we have this fetish sort of a thing

Remember the homely girl, Sanjana from Merey Yaar Ki Shaadi

Tulip Joshi,
Gujju Dad and Armenian mother,

I was waiting for a bold pic like this from her and finally got hold of one,

Emanuelle Chrique is one other lady whom I would pay to see her bare and dare it all.
Audrey Tatou has done it ( thank you Audrey )

There is a certain someone

There is a certain someone, who did write some posts on me, this humble me

thanks to her !!!


Well, this me, which never gets mentioned anywhere, which never gets to be in the limelight was the main protagonist in her two blogs,

And I liked it, this picture is a compliment to her. I took here for a bike ride, and then after some days I got hold of this certain picture .

And a frightened pillion rider could be treat to watch for the spectators :)

Can you imagine

Sachin was turned away from fast bowlers camp, well, we all know that we still need a world class fast bowler ( I mean Zak is there, but most of his credit is mainly due to the dominating batting side that we have made in the last few yeras, that the bowlers have little to do with their ball at times )


Well,
here here is ,standing tall, Can you imagine, Sachin the taller of the others,
well, he is the tallest by all standards, but here he is in person, as god made him

good post

Ideagutter

 

 

This sounds like a good name. Anyways, since I don’t have much time now to write some posts, I will still paste some good links as and when I come across

 

http://comic.ideagutter.com/search?updated-max=2010-02-26T19%3A21%3A00-08%3A00&max-results=1

 

 

Check this one out, here the Sachin who plays one days is betting against the Sachin that plays in  tests

 

 

Both are phenomenal , but the One day thing is really great, with 29 centuries being the second number, Ricky Ponting enjoys his position as the second most prolific century maker rather well.

What is the most beautiful thing in the world

The more you have free time, the more you spend thinking about stuff that you never thought existed

 

For me, right now I am reading some of the old stories in Bengali.  One I got from the Agartala Book Fair, Golpo Guccha by Rabindranath,

All these stories, once atleast, found, read, heard , seen , either through movies, theatre, school life, magazines, books but still hold a lot

Of questions in my mind about the sharp genius of the man who did not go to school himself,

 

In one of his stories,”Konkal” , I wonder, at how strong the author was in dealing with the emotions of a ghost narration of the life left behind,

 

The bones rattle but the sound inside still is that of a young woman who lived a life of her own. For us it is difficult to imagine that about 100 years back

there were  people who dared to think that life exists not for society but it is the other way around,

 

 

There will be people , in bone and blood ,just like us, there will be mortals who though look like us, somehow are not able to think the right or wrong,

constant nagging, whining, back stabbing, pulling each others legs for mere fun, and at the price of hurting a plant which will never grow into the tree

that was destined to

 

 

Rabindrnath Tagores writing has been, carefully, dissected, researched upon and taken to the heart by many of the Bengali aristocracy and slum dwellers over the years, I am a mere spectator to the wonder of a brain that was like clock work, producing footprints in time that will glow in the sublime surrounding of what we can look back as the renaissance of Bengal

 

How could one man, with so little education ? produce such gems, year  after year , throughout his life. Did he eat the same rice that we all eat, what sits inside that brain that we all wonder.

 

I had written about Sachin a few days back , no such comparison is possible ,but yes, the genius in humans is what keeps this rest of the world, other rest the of the billions alive,

 

we run the wheels of the world, go to office, come back , sleep , wake up eat breakfast ( skip it like me ) and then run back to work. But behind the scenes there are geniuses at work, who will create the next wonder, who will create the next beauty, these are the brains, that can create  what is good to the eyes, ears and the brain

 

these are the people who are making what is life to us, a gift , a thing of joy

 

the most beautiful thing in the world is nothing but the genius inside the brain of all these immortal human beings

 

 

I will keep writing about Rabindranath Tagore in the coming days, this new found interest ofmine is good for me, and will take me further in my understanding of what I thought was the Bengals upliftment. What was it about the times then that makes me think that the rest of the world was just robots and here in Bengal, there walked a few human beings who produced battery for these robots,

 

 

Blogging in March

Today is March 12

2010

 

The year 2010, started some time back( a few hours may be ) .In the meantime, I went to so many places all around India. All in all , it was a good start. I could visit  Agartala, ( an added bonus of travelling )

 

I think , that mole thinngy does work out. This year I saw two new moles on my feet. So I must be travelling left, right and center.

 

Today the IPL3 starts. Hope some good blogs will come out. All the players are no fit and fine. No back ache, shoulder ache, groin injury , all are hale and hearty. All are focused and strong. I will be blogging about it in and out.

 

 It has been 22 months since I started blogging this one. I have quite a big archive now and am proud about it. I was reading one of the good blogs that I had written a long time back.

http://concentratedlemonjuice.blogspot.com/2008/07/travails-of-indian-software-engineer.html

 

I could not stop laughing after reading it. Right now I am in a meeting, where I am on mute.