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Luck...

        He worked by day, and toiled by night...
        He gave up play, and some delight...
                Dry books he read, new things to learn...
                And forged ahead, success to earn...
        He plodded on with faith and pluck...
        And when he won, Men called it luck!!!

And miles to go...

        The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
        But I have promises to keep, 

        And miles to go before I sleep

Don't Quit 

        When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
        When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
                When the funds are low and the debts are high,
                And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
        When care is pressing you down a bit,
        Rest, if you must, but don't you quit 

Random thoughts of a fluttering mind

Don't have anything else to do, and hence this random blog...

Yesterday was the Birth Anniversary of one of the greatest sons of Indian soil. One who did for India what most others would have thought as impractical, maybe even insane. Yet, sadly, nobody remembers. Nobody that i talked to remembered, except one. And I am sure that most people will be google-ing to see who I am talking about after listening to what i said just now. To put in perspective, i guess more people remember SRK's birthday (Which, interestingly, I don't remember :D)

Seven suicide attempts by school kids in a day, can you believe it... In the city of dreams, probably the weight of expectations has started weighing a bit too much on young minds... and I can still only imagine the level of stress on kid's minds that would drive them to such extreme thoughts... Lack of maturity definitely, but it only goes on to highlight all that is not right with our social system in general and educational system in particular.

Pakistan Government feels 'cheated' by India (IPL, to be precise) and they ask for 'action from Indian Government'. Secondly, they want to 'Pay India back in the same coin'. For the first one, well, this is by far the most farcial comment I ever heard. They rule a land where murderers of innocent Indians move around like heroes, and 'Inaction from political establishment' is the blame on India. Major LOL. And as far as the second one is concerned... "Are aukaat dekh ke baat karo na yaar, pehle cricket khelna to chalu ho tumhare yahaan, baad mein Pakistan Premier League banao, Indians ko invite karo, Dhooni aur Sahin apply karenge, then u reject them.... How fantastic is that!!" is all I can say.

Dear Diary... or, Maybe Not...

Somebody asked me... Do you write a Diary? I had no idea whether writing a diary was cool, fashionable, 'chic' or the 'In Thing'. "Well", I said, "I blog", thinking of saving grace by presenting the most similar aspect of my virtually event-less life.

Reaction: Disapproving.

Frankly, i never thought of writing a diary. It seems to be so much of load to me. Why? Simply because, so long as I have sufficient Gigabytes or Terrabytes in my own memories to remember all the good things in my life, to keep track of all the dreams that I ever dreamed of, to remember to pass the smiles back to those who keep passing it to me, and to remind me of thoughts that keep me who I am, Why do I need a one?

Verdict: It turned out I was apparently a stupid idiot with no sense of emotional well being.
Reaction: A carefree grin/giggle/laugh from me
Counter reaction: Utter disgust

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