there are just so many things....in us...around us...that if we take a genuine interest in them....then there is no way that we can have enough time for them all..
But, should we choose to concentrate on just the select few from the varied many..there are just so many things that we might never know....or feel..or do.......so much time...and yet so little.... (there's a catch...there's always a catch..catch - 22)I know its been long...and i hope u all doing great...
Till we should be in touch again... have a good time...and do what u like.....and some that you dont....and try everything in between..
Books last read:
The Argumentative Indian = 5/5
Freakonomics = 4/5
Mostly Harmless = 5/5 (but anything related to H2G2 is something that i am totally biased about :))
Songs last heard:
Title song - Fanaa = 4/5
Teri Deewani (Kailash Kher) = 5 /5
Wish you were here (Floyd - Pulse) = 10 / 5
One Dialogue :
Gaonwalon ne kaha gaon chhod do, Bauji ne kaha Paro chhod do,
Paro ne kaha sharab chhod do, Ma ne kaha ghar chhod do.
Ek din woh kahega *pointing heavenwards* duniya chhod do"
Peace,
Me
Quote : Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being in love which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two - Captain Corelli's Mandolin
