Saying Sorry is not ENUF...

I haven't slept well for the past three days. I am very upset with myself and my behavior. I promised my self that i won’t be rude to any one . The fact that I allowed the situation to get to me and instead of giving the person benefit of doubt, I reacted. May be I was right, but I could have chosen my words and method better.

Though later I apologized, I realized sometimes saying "SORRY" is not enough. Saying "SORRY" is not going to erase my actions. The person is a friend. The fact that I behaved in such manner is appalling.

Consequence of my actions. Simple .For the next two weeks, I am grounded. No internet, no mobile calls for chit chat and no Manchester United. Am I over reacting? No, I don't think so.

I don't want to be remembered as rude person. I don’t want to make a habit of losing self control and getting away from it by saying "SORRY". That is not the kind of person I want to become.
Cause sometimes saying "SORRY" is not enuf...

Let there be Light!!!

Diwali for me has always been a special festival. I just love everything about it. Normally every year i sit down with my phone book and start calling up people. But this year i have decided to send greeting cards to some of the people i am close to. And i am amazed by there positive response. They are so happy to receive a card after such a long time.

Monica AKA "Granny" to me is a very special friend. She is perhaps the most smart,talented and creative person i have ever met.(Last heard she had quit her advertising job and is writing a book). And after reading her email i just cannot stop smiling. So i thought to share with you guys what she wrote. (Hope Monica wont kill me!!!)

Dear Karan,

When I was a kid, and as I continue being a kid, I still love looking
forward to Diwali. Diwali meant illuminating the house with lots and
lots of diyas and candles… somehow they've always been the much better
option than tubelights and lightbulbs; decorating the front porch of
the house with my very amateurish Rangoli; dressing up in bizarre and
bright colours; and enjoying delicious meals with the family.

While I've always looked forward to receiving those boxes of dry
fruits every Diwali, this time, I'll have something better to look
forward to… your greeting card.

Karan, do you realise what you'll be doing? And why I liked this idea
of yours so much? You'll be restoring, in your very special way, the
importance of the common Postman. He shall, like the good old days,
become an important entity in this whole festival system… A messenger
of good wishes and good cheer. House to house, building to building,
and locality to locality, you shall be allowing him to tread spaces
that the Internet has denied him in recent times.

Though i did not have all this things in mind when i set out to do this, it just made my day.
Thanks Monica. We still have to meet.

Fall in Love All over Again

yaadon mein jiski
kissi ka naam hai
sapnon ke jaisi
uski har shaam hai
koi toh ho jisse
apna dil dijiye
phir dekhiye…

This lyric from Rock On tells a story. This blog is all about love and songs. What’s my happiness quotient, if I can get up in the morning, and there is a song on my lips!!!

honton pe jiske
koi toh geet hai
woh haare bhi toh
uski hi jeet hai
dil mein jo geet hai
gunguna lijiye
phir dekhiye

My all time favourite romantic numbers are:

Abhi Na Jao Chhod Kar (Hum Dono - 1961): I just love this song. You just cannot have enough of someone whom you truly love. It’s amazing how the world seems so empty if your partner is not around.

When You Say Nothing at All (Notting Hill): The soundtrack is from my all time favourite romantic movie. I must have seen this movie n number of times. It’s true when you are in love you just don’t need words to communicate.

Pehla Nasha (Jo Jeeta Wohi Sikandar): This is the song on my lips when I am feeling top of this world. Your first Childhood crush, first time you fell in love. I guess this is the song when you are falling in love.

(Everything I do) I do it for you (Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves): Probably the song I wanna play, when I am gonna ask someone to marry me. It has been my number one song for years and I don’t think any song can come close to this. I mean seriously, what more does a guy needs to tell a gal. (Everything I do) I do it for you.


Life is short. So love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.

Five Year Plan

I was tired. Tired of running, tired of doing things I never wanted to do, tired of been in the herd, tired of losing my identity, tired of trying to live in the future instead of the present. So on my 23rd birthday I finally decided to break free. It’s a risk, but I guess risk worth taking. In my lifetime I have realized that failures don’t last forever and success is not going be there tomorrow.

So now my future looks very blank in front of my eyes. For the first time I am not walking a predictable path walked by others. I am on my own. Yes, it is giving me sleepless nights but I am sure this will pass to. So now when somebody ask me what my plans are I have no clue. But that would make me look very stupid and been a true Virgo – the best planners with an eye for detail; I have come with a Five Year Plan of my own.(People who have no idea what’s a five year plan please go and read your 10th std economics text book).

Five year Plan

1. Before my 24th birthday I want to visit Leh and Ladakh and capture its beautiful landscape. A gentle reminder to you Dee about my new DSLR.
2. Write a book, not a complete novel but a collection of short stories or my memoirs or some complete random stuff about anything. Though I haven’t set any time frame; finishing one book by 25th birthday would be great.(Dedicated to K.S. These time more than nine chapters I promise)
   
3. Waving India’s tricolour as F1 cars zoom past me. Nothing could be more adrenaline pumping then to see a Ferrari on a race track taking the chequered flag.
4. Watching the Red devils play in Old Trafford. The best part if I can watch the game on my birthday and Rooney scores…
5. Learning how to play drums. And bang bang wake all my neighbours’ up. Ha-ha. Now that I know Air Rifle shooting, taking it seriously to participate in some local tournaments.

I will be 28th in five years. (Jeez I know maths!!!) Why worry today what I will be doing.

Check my new poem!!! Good Night

Black and White Photos

This post is gonna be short ... Posted some photos that i have clicked recently... Be my guest and have a look. You can vote..(Please do So)...
http://mirror-pictures.blogspot.com/ . Here is the Link

Barso re Megha, Barso re

On a quiet Sunday evening I have decided to forgo my evening siesta and write something after a long hiatus. I have kept my self busy by attending workshop on Photography and also completing a course on Air rifle shooting. Due to my interest in photography I got to see many new places which was wonderful but which also meant that I was as busy on weekends as I am during the weekdays…

The Pied Crested Cuckoo also called the Rain bird has arrived in Mumbai signalling that it may Rain soon and keeping with time I have changed my caller tune.

I have never liked rains ever since I was kid. Its surprising that after living in Mumbai for 23 years I still haven’t gotten to love it as much as my family and friends do. As a kid whenever it rained it meant staying indoors with the adults since you couldn’t go out and play. It also meant paying a visit to my local doctor. I use to wait when the Sun will come out and I can rush outside to play.

As it happens in Life you meet some one who helps you change your opinion.
Sujata loved rains ever since she was kid… every time it would rain a smile would break on her face. She didn’t saw the pot holes filled roads, the jammed packed buses or the slowing down of trains, she only saw the rain droplets trickling down her face.

We no longer share the friendship we did once and having our differences decided to take different paths. As time passes and I get older I will forget some of the moments we shared. But come rains and I am sure that there is someone who will be dancing and smiling. So Do I love rains? It cannot be answered in yes or no but I don’t hate them any more like I use too…

Sleeping Pill for an Insomniac!!!

“Love means not ever having to say you’re sorry.” I have never read a more beautiful line than this or may be I haven’t read that many classics to begin with. Sometimes when it gets difficult to find sleep at night and nothing else will work I go to my book shelf and search for a book called “Love Story by Erich Segal”.
I have no idea how this book became my sleeping pill but every time sleep has deserted me reading the book always puts me to sleep.

There are lot of books which can put you to sleep some engineering books are quite famous for putting its readers to sleep in no time. But I just love the characters. Its 133 pages from start to end and that means I can finish the book in 90 minute or even less than that. And by the end of it I am so numb and my mind is so blank that I just close my eyes and I am asleep.

I have always been a huge fiction fan and action and thrillers rank high on my list. But this is perhaps the only book which is different from the genre I read. Its amazes me how in less than 100 pages the author can pack so many emotions.

Talking about emotions I guess it will be interesting to read “It’s Not About the bike by Lance Armstrong”
World champion at age of 24 who fought cancer to become 7 times winner of Tour de France one of the world toughest sporting event. One of my sporting heroes…

I guess by next blog is gonna be on that book. Till my next blog you can check out my new writing “November”. It’s crappy as usual…

Ever since we met in November,
Yours is the only face I remember
Night and day…

Its true believe me
With lips of an angel
You sound so sweet

Without you on my side
Life seems to be a big lie…

Words Can't Say What A Love Can Do!!!

But that was yesterday
You are so far away
And I am on my own
It felt lot like love
Till yesterday it felt so great

Been in love…

Its true believe me
Words Can't Say What A Love Can Do!!!

With lips of an angel
You sound so sweet