tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-122009432011-11-17T15:22:29.155-08:00Taking life one mile at a time. Enjoying every minute to its fullest. You are free to overtake. Me? I think I'll enjoy driving on the Slow Lane !!Sajinoreply@blogger.comBlogger331100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12200943.post-24931290493966135952007-08-30T11:01:00.001-07:002007-08-30T11:01:40.904-07:00

Its that feeling againthat short stepthat graceful recoverythat fall from gracethat knowing feelingthat distant echoof having gone through it all beforethat free fallhold on.ave that beautyto step out of that thick casketto stop the rotthat one big jokeeveryone takes refuge inTo be laughed atmocked attill that very concept of self dissolves in the joyof being the jokerthat cave to hide inthat

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August 11th Me landed home after a 2 month break. Home began to feel less like home. It's begun to feel more like an obligation. I was invited for the TeK Music inaugarals, the club I headed in my final year in college. I left that night knowing for sure..., I never belonged there. but the memories will forever remain. Of all those midnight practice sessions. Of waking up at 6 with the bass line

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Sarah Mclachlan - I will remember you***********************************************************I will remember you, will you remember me?Don't let your life pass you byWeep not for the memories Remember the good times that we had?I let them slip away from us when things got badHow clearly I first saw you smilin' in the sunWanna feel your warmth upon meI wanna be the oneI'm so tired but I can't

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9:33:36 AMFinished checking my mail. About to check my new pair of earphones. Creative EP 630. Its all about Noise cancellation.7:27 AMFinished a round of foosball. Lost both games. Looking forward to a day of job descriptions for my client. Now how can I make it “fun”???12:29 PM MelancholiesDo not mistake my reticence for ignorance.I only wish to help. I might seem distant at first, but am

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The next chapter of my life moves to Bangalore. Will begin work soon in an HR consultancy there.. but before all this, need to zero in on the den.Bangalore is one of those places where finding a home is as easy as pie, courtesy the insane number of software professionals working there. I'll hit bangalore sometime this week hoping to find a 3 bhk apartment, fully furnished somewhere near Frazer

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I would like to make some clarifications, now that the yearbook is out.The yearbook looks good in real. There have been a lot of work put in the yearbook and lot of work discredited as well.Just to get down to more specifics. More Courtesies and credits.The Photos on the Front Cover - Vishesh PuvadiBrilliant shots of the academic block (aka Learning centre) taken by Vish from his room. There were

Sajinoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12200943.post-45028464253668589142007-03-27T23:32:00.000-07:002007-04-02T01:38:52.933-07:00

In the future will watch out for being too diplomatic.The sooner u let the other person know, the sooner and better he/she understands what you think. Diplomacy is understood as acceptance. The desire to appear nice and courteous is often mistaken, which can be a dangerous thing.For example, never be diplomatic aboutYour teammate fraxing away to glory (Tough one)Friends not paying you back on

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Working on the yearbook has been a frustrating experience. I'm glad it's over or is it??. Let me not be diplomatic about it, it was shitty work and I have begun to loathe it.A kaleidoscope of memories which has stamped the frustration deep in.*********************"What is your justification in a core committee?""Why not?""Because there was never a core committee.....There's no one who's stuck

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Somebody took my keys sometime back from Aravind. The set consists of two Bajaj keys with two key rings. If any of you have it, kindly return them to me. Sorry for the spam and TIA."Don't take your bike, Saji. What will you be using it for over there? Its dange........""Daddy, atleast there, I get to use it. I don't want it rusting away here. I'll take it on the same train anyway. There won't be

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Life in a B-School is no walk in the park. I learnt this the only way it could be. The summer internship process is to start in a few days here. I will fondly remember them as some of the most traumatic days in my life. "shortlist aa gaya dost ....CTS.....is mein bhi kaat gaya" shouted a voice in the corridor. my heart began to beat a little faster. The eeriness of GH3 made it a little harder for

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Rishi’s started a new blog. All the blogs mentioned in the right hand bottom corner of the screen have been updated, in the last one month. Why would people read mine? I guess it is the repeatability quotient. People out there love reading sad poems, trying to understand what they mean. And when they do figure it out, it is Sharjah all over again. “We did it folks. I think I know what this

Sajinoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12200943.post-1155226689697329212006-08-10T09:18:00.000-07:002006-08-10T09:18:09.816-07:00

I  have lost my charm. He’s  losing interest.I’m not serving the purpose I was meant to.His lost diariesTo be seen by a fewA close conversationMe and you.Too many footstepsHave come this wayLet me be the one to sayPlease stay away.If I could tell you again I d tell u to be awareLet him close to open meHis deepest secrets are meant for theeBut say not a word.Just know the manHe might not be worth

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I hope to have been a great friend.When everyday, it becomes a struggleI question if it was the way It was meant to be.I will never know the answerI will rest in the quiet ruminationsOf questioning my being Of understanding the man I amI have ditched friends beforeFor more selfish reasonsAnd brushed aside the guilt Leaving behind the shrapnelWill leave the cleaning for another dayWhen I probe my

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“Conjunctivitis!!!”“No. Actually I don’t know what. It happened after the Bod...”At this point, the person is no longer looking at me. I begin to feel like a patient who’s just had the pleasure of having his scalp opened up by Dr. Hannibal.“Did you see the doctor?”“No.”“Then why don’t you!!!”Others choose to simply flip over. “Saji, Saji please look at us and give us all Conjunctivitis.”(How much

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27th May, 2006. D-day.  The result of a month of hard work was to show in an hour. The venue - the Royal Orchid Plaza. I was really anxious to see it unravel before my eyes. Even more because of the large sponsorship we had notched. Shatdal and me had spent a lot of time on the field for the alumni meet and was in a way hoping for it all to end soon. It was not doing any good to our projects but

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Had an amazing last weekend. I went to work on Saturday morning, trying to knot up loose ends of my "first" project. Was a few hours into it when Shatty called me up for the trip to Mysore. The decision was quite easy to make. Quite an "amazing" experience...7 of us ...in a Qualis..Shatty, Ravi, Divya, Joyda, Manku, Misra and myself.The Bangalore-Mysore highway was brilliant...... pride of the

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Well, nobody’s turned up so far. Today might just be the day. One of those days when you sit back, do nothing, but listen to the wind blow by. Breathe in deep and smell the sweet lavender…. THUD…….. Damn the fool who hurled the brickbat of a book. “Wake up U Moron!!” Now coming back to the sweet lavender….

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Summer of 2006 is teaching me a lot.I m a paying guest. Bangiyappa gardens to be my residence for close to 10 weeks. No sight of a flower around let alone a garden. or was it that tuft of grass growing in the corner? Anyway a garden its called.but for the lack of a garden, the lack of water, crowded rooms, the dog that prefers to "mark" (quite a pungent mark at that) the entrance as its

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..."Summer of 2006" .... I have it scribbled across the first page of my Summer Internship notebook. Started expecting the flow to be real smooth....right now bottlenecks all around. I guess its upto me to get around them...An amazing project ...lot to look forward to ...a clear deliverable.....Everythings perfect....xcept(Very Confidential !!! sorry.....)Having to deal with the first Job. had a

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I am single. Not committed. In the society I grew up in, it would be considered quite normal. (quite a dismal picture actually) but where I m now. Whattttttt ? Seiously ?? (must be Gay !). "U ....going around?" ...negative"Seriously........U must be jokin !!" ...negative(or if the persons more on the "wittier" side"Seriously.....come on...There must be some

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Maxi fair was tiring. Wouldn’t complain though. It was a whole lot of fun too. I have never laughed so much in public....actually....never have had to try so hard to stop laughing either. The blank faces on the respondents, trying to grasp my version of Hindi, had simply opened the floodgates. “Hanuman” next door wasn’t doing much to help either. Reminded me of my initial bouts with the

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I am an engineer. Confident about what I know, and simply not bothered bout the rest. I don’t believe in volume. Volume is good for Music. When it comes to my trap, the lower the better. I know what I m doing. I know why I do it. If the others go flabbergasted about why I did something the way I did it, its their problem.I take responsibility. Responsibility which I have been entrusted with.

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Right now I am sitting in front of my comp in Room No 132, GH3, XLRI School of Management. Multitude of thoughts running through my head. “Fight the fear, life is bigger than all the tiny failures……..…still” There are things out there beyond the thought process. There is God; there is the multitude of angels, constantly being sent out to carry out his mysterious deeds. Then there is family.The

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I’ve always had roles around me who stand out in my memory. Of the lot, one of the most prominent would be Mr. Witty, who thrives on the happiness of others.  He takes every possible opportunity to ridicule the other. Every chance, to bring out the satire. It could be imitation or plain verbal abuse. In most cases, he has his own loyal following who laugh at his every “joke”. Who seem to have the

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I decided on my QT project finally….. Music. I initially suggested the correlation between the heights of bball players and their performance on court. It met with outright rejection. Right now in XLRI, I m identified with bball and the band. I’m fine. I enjoy both.  The different keys used by composers?  I, frankly don’t have a clue how I m gonna do it. I’ve kept myself furlongs away from music

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We have a hectic week ahead. Loads of submissions and projects to complete. The whole class is totally freaked out. Hmm… that includes me. We are trying not to think of the days to come. We'll wait. Wait for it to hit us. Right now, there’s just one plan. Think of one project at a time. So far, so good. Pray is gonna hit me hard. I can almost feel the blow coming. I’m wearing all protection now

Sajinoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12200943.post-1124455678275630572005-08-19T05:41:00.000-07:002005-08-19T05:47:58.283-07:00

I ve never found learning as interestin... i dont remember the last time. But i m beginning to enjoy the stuff i do out here. I ve always found a reason to hate the stuff i do. Education is supposed to help u realise who you are...Right now...Its Nirvana, I m there. This is education !!"The four most frequent and common divisions of birth order are first borns, middle borns, last borns, and only

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Well.... Long time since i blogged.... i m in jamshedpur now... the home of the Tatas... i m pursuing "higher education"..... the flood of memories have begun to hit me.. a new one everyday... I started the day all pumped up....ready to take on the world .... lot of challenges ahead of u... right now... its bout 7 in the evening . here.... I ve been KOed.... down in the ring ... waiting for my

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Just got back from trissur today, the "culture capital" of kerala. That's how my mom puts it. For the simple reason of she having her roots there. Anyway, took my bros palio. We took turns driving. Touched palghat, bro took a gulp of cola."Here saji, take the wheel !"whoa, it was just me and the road. a few minutes down the road, and bro was sleeping like a log. My mom was too absorbed in

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I cant afford to stay online all the time. Blogging is to me an instantaneous, on the spur of the moment thing. You cant write a blog anytime u want. has to be spontaneous. Thus began my hunt for the offline blogging tool... downloaded W.bloggar... lets c if it works..

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Will be leaving coimbatore in about two weeks. Quite a depressing thought to entertain. waiting for the huge wave of memories to hit me. Coimbatore was life. May you always grow this slow. Let not the world chase you down the busy boulevard of dreams. You always had the answer. You made my day for 22 years. There are so many more to follow in these same rugged sidewalks. I 've loved every

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Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain Interval. 1920. 1. The Road Not Taken TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; 5 Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that

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Had a very normal day today... had the coimbatore 'meet' of XLRI2005-07 today.. I guess... the way the delhi people went about it.... a very nice place... met her face to face for the first time... .. had some pleasant conversation.... met her parents too ... both working .. integrating security systems ..had a little trouble finding her place though. her directions were right. i sumhow, read

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