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...just another page in that voluminous book....

Heyyy Its been pretty longgggggggg........ooops...just got a bit carried away.....I haven't been in touch with you, you and you..and then again you. ummm guess too busy with my work..shucks what a lame excuse...you are never too busy to keep in touch with yourself...but it atleast makes you feel important ' I have been too busy #$@%$$$$$$...' Seems to strike a bell doesn't it.....no don't duck now...have already caught you with that smirk on your face....you use the same excuse ;-).....So lets see what are the pseudo things which have kept me busy......(trying too hard to remember!!!!)...oh yes getting up in the morning to go to the uni (university). 'Sigh!!!!! my long saga with Amycolatopsis mediterranei has come to an end'. For all you non science people...please don't Google the word....hey and you too students of biology...lets just say its the only love story I had which started with Amy and ended with Aeshna. No more remnants of this ...sigh!!!......

....the doorstep

...the doorstep again...she's been there...and she is here again...but alone. The picture on the other side is foggy...She looks back longingly..unwilling to let go of it......but no one is letting her live it. Again she feels the seering pain shoot through her. She closes her eyes tightly till tears escape. 'It will pass..it will pass ' she chants. She is breathless but slowly she feels the pain subside. 'Should I see a doctor? But what will I tell him?' She checks again, but cannot locate the source of pain. How tired she is...rest seems at bay. She is massaging her head slowly...damn! of course she will never find the source of pain......it is not physical. She sits by the side of window and recalls...never a popular child...known only for her chubbiness she cringed at the thought of a big gathering where she would be the butt of their jokes. The best escape was to bury herself in books..atleast she would find solace in their silence. In no time she was popul...

Cry cry kaiko cry!!!!!!

'......cry cry kaiko cry.....' of lately am humming this song a lot.........life just isn't unfolding itself like I would want it to. Hardwork may just not reap results no not always..........Have been waiting so long for that bell to ring just that piece of cake which would sweeten up my life a bit.....maybe a magic wand which would maybe for just for a few moments lighten up my life...that phonecall for which I have been waiting so long........But life is a mystery and you can keep on wondering why is it happening and yet never come up with an answer to that why. It is a general human tendency to think they carry the burden of the heaviest cross.....they are burdened with all the problems. But just look around you and you will realise you are the blessed one. I keep crying about not getting positive results not being able to manage my life.....and oh! of that phonecall......but Aeshna what about that girl, Sujata who was abandoned by her husband and left to fend for herse...

Raise a toast to life!!!!

Hey.....well it seems to become a regular habit of me to be so irregular with my posts...am sorry.......well what should I blame it on...laziness, lack of enthusiasm, or sheer dullness in life. Well I would just vote for all of them :-P. The only thing dominating my life presently is my classes..this semester system (flashback to sometime back when there was a lot of noise of semester system being introduced in the University of Delhi)........yes yes I too am a prey to it...and before you think about the number of b ooks I have to study let me clarify...I am not exactly studying...am teaching post graduate students....as teaching assistant.......'The channel of communication between students and professors' (Hush! believe me we are actually still confused about our identity..as the Hindi saying goes 'dhobi ke kutte na ghar ke na ghat ke'). We put in more time and efforts than students and profs.......Oh! the hot topic of discussion nowdays '@CWG'. It is titled ...

A new blog

Hi guyz...Yawn.....ouch...writing a new entry like almost after a century and that too I stiffle a yawn right in the begining......I am sorry.....sorry for what......sorry for logging in after a very long time and creating a lazy atmosphere right in the first few sentences.....but am up at 4:04am in the morning.......somebody just asked me '...how'z deli (sorry! that is the chat language so you see all the words are misspelled)'. My reply '.....deli is still the same in terms of electricity management ...no light in the middle of nite or shud I say early morning but Mother Nature has decided to shower her blessing, there is a kool wind blowing'. Yes guys...up in the early lights of dawn not because I am an early riser but because I don't have an ambient temperature to sleep. Anyhting new has happened???????? Yes I think I have plenty to count...the greatest disaster being my boss' term of deanship coming to an end.....now that he has plenty of time he thinks...

.....captured moments......

'.........Aeshna I was just going through your photographs..........you seem to party a lot...', '........wow Aeshna Ph.D. seems to be suiting you, you seem to be enjoying a lot...' these are the comments that I hear from people around me....and I donot disagree....... have a look at my captured moments, they present the picture of happiness and fun. Life is meant to be lived in moments... the beautiful moments that touch you for just a while and leave their lingering taste in your mouth.....Mmmmmmm........close your eyes and encash those moments. I must say from the time I have started salsaing, I remain happier, it helps me live with the stress. I have the passion to dance, salsa moulds my passion into rhythm; my wild moves into poise. A discipline to channelise my negative energy. Thanks to salsa I have also come across beautiful people who teach me that life can be a pleasure to live. Two years down the lane I still get up in cold sweat wondering what will happen to...

Atithi tum Kab jaaoge

No am not really in the mood to discuss the much talked about yet to release movie *ing Ajay Devgan and Konkana Sen. Just that the first thing I did catch a glimpse of when I got up in the morning was the long tentacles of the brown and black striped body of this 6 or was it 8 legged creep. Now what do you call it in the common man's term............ o yeah cockroach. No! No! sorry to disappoint you guys I didn't shreak or shout my lungs off. You can't really expect that off me. I've grown up literally dissecting these Periplaneta americana. Before you people go mad wondering what is this jargoan I am babbling. Its the scientific name of cockroach. Its another story that I would always end up with pieces of it instead of it instead of its intact organ system. God bless my teachers who had to deal with my dissection. Getting back to my morning ordeal, I found it a fascinating view. The visitor in its shining armor decided to pay me a visit after a very long time.........