Thursday, April 29, 2010
The Universe and its Conspiracies...
It's amazing how one thing leads to another... Never underestimate the power of destiny, you never know when a bad experience can turn into something beautiful...
For example... I sort of cut my hand while... well... juggling with knives, but that's not the point... The point is, I was trying to cook when no one was home to give me dinner, and I really didn't feel like cooking.
The next day I burnt my finger while making tea. Yes, the kitchen hates me. So... this was a very bad experience. But what happened next? Since no one was home again, these injuries 'allowed' me to order from outside. And what did I order?
BUTTER CHICKEN :D :D :D :D :D :D :D
So. Like I said... You never know when a bad experience can turn into something beautiful.
True Story.
:D
For example... I sort of cut my hand while... well... juggling with knives, but that's not the point... The point is, I was trying to cook when no one was home to give me dinner, and I really didn't feel like cooking.
The next day I burnt my finger while making tea. Yes, the kitchen hates me. So... this was a very bad experience. But what happened next? Since no one was home again, these injuries 'allowed' me to order from outside. And what did I order?
BUTTER CHICKEN :D :D :D :D :D :D :D
So. Like I said... You never know when a bad experience can turn into something beautiful.
True Story.
:D
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Butter Chicken.Butter Chicken.Butter Chicken.
Butter Chicken.
Butter Chicken.
Butter Chicken.
Butter Chicken.
Butter Chicken.
Holy crap I love Butter Chicken SOO MUCH!
Like WOAHHHHHH
Butter Chicken.
Butter Chicken.
Butter Chicken.
Butter Chicken.
Butter Chicken.
I'm eating Butter Chicken tonight :D :D :D :D
Butter Chicken.
Butter Chicken.
Butter Chicken.
Butter Chicken.
Holy crap I love Butter Chicken SOO MUCH!
Like WOAHHHHHH
Butter Chicken.
Butter Chicken.
Butter Chicken.
Butter Chicken.
Butter Chicken.
I'm eating Butter Chicken tonight :D :D :D :D
Thursday, April 22, 2010
I don't let schooling come in the way of my education. -Mark Twaine
It didn't take me much time to understand this statement, but when I did, I was happy to know even a person like Mark Twaine felt the same way I did. Quite a genius of a line that is too!
The schooling system is indeed a very poorly thought out system. I'm only talking about India, I really can't comment on the schools and their systems in other countries... Even though I'm doing an international curriculum, I know our lovely 'School' has changed the original British system in several ways to suit themselves. No concern about the students.
Only school can turn a hobby and passion into something stressful,torturous and something I call 'work'.
I honestly couldn't believe it when I told a friend I was working when they asked me what I was doing. I was painting. >.<
My subconscious mind works in strange ways. It's usually my subconscious mind that tells me what is right, and tells me what I should do ... Unfortunately, it's usually correct.
It was this time too... After I told him I was working, I started to think about what I just blurted out.
Now, after seeing what school has done with me when it came to painting, I'm extremely thankful that my school didn't offer Music as a subject. Imagine that :|
Anyway, I have to go back to work >.<
Yes, it is art I have to go back to...
The schooling system is indeed a very poorly thought out system. I'm only talking about India, I really can't comment on the schools and their systems in other countries... Even though I'm doing an international curriculum, I know our lovely 'School' has changed the original British system in several ways to suit themselves. No concern about the students.
Only school can turn a hobby and passion into something stressful,torturous and something I call 'work'.
I honestly couldn't believe it when I told a friend I was working when they asked me what I was doing. I was painting. >.<
My subconscious mind works in strange ways. It's usually my subconscious mind that tells me what is right, and tells me what I should do ... Unfortunately, it's usually correct.
It was this time too... After I told him I was working, I started to think about what I just blurted out.
Now, after seeing what school has done with me when it came to painting, I'm extremely thankful that my school didn't offer Music as a subject. Imagine that :|
Anyway, I have to go back to work >.<
Yes, it is art I have to go back to...
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Basketball
I love sports. I love every sport there is... I may not be saying it, but that's just because I'm not good at sports. Although I wish I was. I don't know why but it's a birth problem :P
There is however one sport in particular I absolutely love. Basketball. I started playing it in the fourth grade, when I was living in Naperville. My friend Blexendi (i love his name! he was from Haiti). well he introduced me to basketball, and since then, i've loved it.
Then I came back to India. I still continued to play. I got really good! in the 7th grade I got into my school team for DPS Pune. And I, was awesome.
8th grade, Podar. Smoothly got into the school team. It's a different thing we didn't have any matches -_-
9th grade. Nothing. And Podar, didn't even encourage sports as much as my previous schools... I lost practice. I lost stamina.
Then i decided to join basketball coaching. It's a different thing I never did... Too lazy I guess. But hey, it's the thought that matter right?
Wrong.
I really wish just thinking about gaining height, weight and stamina made me gain height, weight and stamina.
But if that was the matter, then everybody would be fit... Not that it's a wrong thing, but, well... I don't know :P
I'm in the 12th. I've played basketball only six or seven times in the past three years. I've forgotten everything. I went for coaching today. Yes, I did it! I joined coaching :D
My coach is awesome too!
There are, in the few years i've been playing basketball, many different kinds of players.
Let me introduce you to a few. [I don't mean to insult anyone. All these names I've given them are just my opinion, they may all be really good players!]
The Stiffs.
The name really says it all. These guys don't move. They just stand there, straight, like trees. And when they get the ball, they pass it immediately. A few steps ahead maybe, but that's all. Stiffs are usually BIG built, and no one really wants to mess with them. There shooting style is unique. They shoot like one throws a ball in football when the ball goes out.
It may look stupid, but hey, it does go in at times!
The Wobblers
The most annoying, when you're playing against them; the most fun to watch, when you're an audience. These guys are WEIRD.
They come in all shapes and sizes. They may be really good players, but yikes.
They run around the full court throwing there hands and legs around. They're extremely unpredictable. Don't stand next to them, they might just slap you, really really hard.
The Solo Flyers
In other words, the bastards. Usually the ones who go solo, are the ones who are really good at the game, and want to prove it to the world. They take the ball from one side of the court to the other, showing off all their skills by dribbling and tackling everyone who comes in their way and eventually go for the shot. The shot may go in or may not go in, but that's another story. No body likes the people who fall into this category. Even those who play solo hate other players who play solo.
The Easy-Goers.
I'd like to consider myself as an easy goer. I know I am.
People in this category play the game smoothly and try their best not to hurt anybody in the process. They shoot when they can, they take the tackle and dribble whenever they can. They make sure they can. Easy goers make it a point to pass it to an open team player when they're getting blocked. Unlike the 'Solo Artists'.
The Cowards
Usually the beginners. These guys are afraid of the ball, the opponent team, the referee, the hoop, their own team players, themselves, THE WOBBLERS, the tree the substitute players are sitting under, the birds flying overhead, their shoe laces... okay I'm getting carried away.
But you get my point :P
However, some of these cowards don't want others to know they're afraid. So they run around the court back and forth throughout the game, they obviously make sure they don't get the ball.
Cowards are fun to watch too! :P
There are more kinds, but I don't feel like typing anymore. Next time you go watch a basketball match, you'll find such people, I guarantee! XD
There is however one sport in particular I absolutely love. Basketball. I started playing it in the fourth grade, when I was living in Naperville. My friend Blexendi (i love his name! he was from Haiti). well he introduced me to basketball, and since then, i've loved it.
Then I came back to India. I still continued to play. I got really good! in the 7th grade I got into my school team for DPS Pune. And I, was awesome.
8th grade, Podar. Smoothly got into the school team. It's a different thing we didn't have any matches -_-
9th grade. Nothing. And Podar, didn't even encourage sports as much as my previous schools... I lost practice. I lost stamina.
Then i decided to join basketball coaching. It's a different thing I never did... Too lazy I guess. But hey, it's the thought that matter right?
Wrong.
I really wish just thinking about gaining height, weight and stamina made me gain height, weight and stamina.
But if that was the matter, then everybody would be fit... Not that it's a wrong thing, but, well... I don't know :P
I'm in the 12th. I've played basketball only six or seven times in the past three years. I've forgotten everything. I went for coaching today. Yes, I did it! I joined coaching :D
My coach is awesome too!
There are, in the few years i've been playing basketball, many different kinds of players.
Let me introduce you to a few. [I don't mean to insult anyone. All these names I've given them are just my opinion, they may all be really good players!]
The Stiffs.
The name really says it all. These guys don't move. They just stand there, straight, like trees. And when they get the ball, they pass it immediately. A few steps ahead maybe, but that's all. Stiffs are usually BIG built, and no one really wants to mess with them. There shooting style is unique. They shoot like one throws a ball in football when the ball goes out.
It may look stupid, but hey, it does go in at times!
The Wobblers
The most annoying, when you're playing against them; the most fun to watch, when you're an audience. These guys are WEIRD.
They come in all shapes and sizes. They may be really good players, but yikes.
They run around the full court throwing there hands and legs around. They're extremely unpredictable. Don't stand next to them, they might just slap you, really really hard.
The Solo Flyers
In other words, the bastards. Usually the ones who go solo, are the ones who are really good at the game, and want to prove it to the world. They take the ball from one side of the court to the other, showing off all their skills by dribbling and tackling everyone who comes in their way and eventually go for the shot. The shot may go in or may not go in, but that's another story. No body likes the people who fall into this category. Even those who play solo hate other players who play solo.
The Easy-Goers.
I'd like to consider myself as an easy goer. I know I am.
People in this category play the game smoothly and try their best not to hurt anybody in the process. They shoot when they can, they take the tackle and dribble whenever they can. They make sure they can. Easy goers make it a point to pass it to an open team player when they're getting blocked. Unlike the 'Solo Artists'.
The Cowards
Usually the beginners. These guys are afraid of the ball, the opponent team, the referee, the hoop, their own team players, themselves, THE WOBBLERS, the tree the substitute players are sitting under, the birds flying overhead, their shoe laces... okay I'm getting carried away.
But you get my point :P
However, some of these cowards don't want others to know they're afraid. So they run around the court back and forth throughout the game, they obviously make sure they don't get the ball.
Cowards are fun to watch too! :P
There are more kinds, but I don't feel like typing anymore. Next time you go watch a basketball match, you'll find such people, I guarantee! XD
Friday, April 16, 2010
Beautiful Together/ Man and Mother
We were so beautiful together
Where did it go?
Follow the signs, the lines
All meant for you
Watch your step, your head
You've got a long way to go
Watch your words, your gods
You don't want them killing you
Will I too be crucified
When I try to prove my point?
A reason that I've justified
But there's always an argument
We were so beautiful together
Where did it go?
Where did it go?
Follow the signs, the lines
All meant for you
Watch your step, your head
You've got a long way to go
Watch your words, your gods
You don't want them killing you
Will I too be crucified
When I try to prove my point?
A reason that I've justified
But there's always an argument
We were so beautiful together
Where did it go?
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
A little more writing. A little more of wanting to be flying.
I was told by a friend that I should write more posts like 'I forgot i have a blog' and 'moonlight is bleeding from out of your soul'
its true... i should... a blog with only poems and lyrics can get boring... after all my blog is called 'Thoughts and Rhymes' not just 'Rhymes'
although, 'Thoughts' are part of my rhymes and the 'Rhymes' are part of my thoughts
*momentary silence due to confusion of thoughts*
yeah...
now unfortunately in dont know what to write.
time?
do we have time?
you're reading my blog :| you, clearly, have time... get out. do something. anything... stop sitting in front of the computer screen! (i'm talking to myself)
I'm listening to Eddie Vedder... the guys got a voice like a lion! unlike mine... mines not like a lion.
i want to get out of the city life... right now... take my guitar and walk to somewhere closer to nature
imagine playing the guitar on a kayak on the back waters of Kerala! Wow
I've got a mind full of questions and a teacher in my soul, so it is...
I knew all the rules but the rules did not know me, guaranteed...
Imagine being known as an Explorer! I mean seriously, doesn't it sound better when you call yourself as an Explorer instead of 'Engineer'
:P
Our people and their beliefs are strange...
Society, you're a crazy breed
When you want more than you have, you think you need...
And when you think more then you want, your thoughts begin to bleed.
Society, crazy indeed
Zephan + Sundae = I Love My Life :D :D :D :D
okay i have to go back to 'Thinking Skills'
Monday, April 12, 2010
Dwarf Trees
In between the dwarf trees I lie
I make shapes of clouds
As hundreds pass me by
In between the dwarf trees I lie
I watch the sun going away
And how it redesigns the sky
What a perfect way to spend my day
What a perfect day to be all alone
And the seagulls fly away, fly away
Let the dogs be sleeping on the stone
On the rocky steps I lie
I notice how the ocean
and the sky harmonize
Under purple silk I lie
I laugh at what I hear
The waves, they sound so clear
What a perfect way to spend my day
What a perfect day to be all alone
And the seagulls fly away, fly away
Let the dogs be sleeping on the stone
In the end, I feel good to know
That it was the ocean I kissed
It makes me feel good to believe
that I too, will be missed
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