A Happy Birthday Post :)

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As usual, this is a customary happy birthday post on my blog πŸ™‚

I am 26 years old now… Nothing special, I know. But bloody one year close to the death πŸ˜€

Anyway.. spending the weekend at home(town) with whole family around and then staying home for birthday is sweet.. though my office mates are cursing me for taking a leave on my birthday but still my mom’s happiness is enough reason for me πŸ™‚

So, Happy Birthday to me and Cheers.

(No) Wind of change

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Warning: Stupid Rant Post!! Rant!! Rant!! Read at your own risk!!

Prologue (You can skip this grayed part and jump to main text below)

Sometimes, I just feel like standing alone, looking at the Sunset, taking the evening breeze on my face….. Today was one such day or you can say, such evening πŸ˜‰ ….

I went up on the terrace of my company building, alone. It was nearly empty except two guys standing in a corner smoking, chatting, having their evening tea. I chose the extreme corner away from those people, towards my dear Sun who was spreading soft evening light on the landscape. Sunset always moves me. I always end up thinking about past, present, future, life and all such crap. 😦 Today was not different.

Thinking/musing sessions like today’s sunset trip to terrace bring out the worst and the best cooking inside my mind-pot. One very common feeling I keep getting is ‘being lonely’. Yeah, the usual stuff. People leaving me, me leaving people etc etc. And as if it was not enough, things started going haywire in my professional life. Opportunities eluded me, they just slipped out of my hand just like sand slips from your hand when you to hold on too tight. So, I decided to stand in front of the mighty Sun, looking at the spectacular sunset and just sort out what is happening with me……

A view from terrace of my office building

I was standing on the terrace alone, looking at the setting Sun. For first time, I realized how far I can see from there. I tried to take in the whole landscape and noticed something else in the process. Exactly opposite to the Sun, on the East horizon, I saw the nearly full moon coming up. While somewhere in the west, I saw a kite floating in the air. I looked up and found a eagle, flying alone, high in the sky, so high that it looked a little bigger than a moth. Cool, I thought. At least for the moment, I was part of the great loner’s club.

Eagles fly and hunt alone. Sun and Moon have no friends, and no choices πŸ˜€ . And the kite, the kite is the poorest of all. It has no control on its own life. Someone literally controls the strings of his life. It is at the mercy of the wind and the controller of the string. Normally, I would have tried to relate my own life to one of these things and felt bad. But this time it was different.

I realized how good and simple my life is (right now). I do not have any problems from any side at the moment. I have a good job (and sufficient salary), good health for family, a lot of good friends, good (and some pretty πŸ˜› )colleagues etc etc. There is nothing that can be counted as bad. Only thing that I have to do is: not to think about things I don’t have or I can’t have. It is that simple.

As soon as I arrived on this thinking station, I stopped thinking and started actually looking at the beautiful sunset. There was no wind at all for some time which I had not realized. The moment I thought about wind, there came a soft breeze of evening air. Somebody must be listening to my thoughts. I said goodbye to the Sun and welcomed the moon. The kite was still floating in the air and there was another one alongside it. The eagle was gone, he must be heading back home. I took the cue and descended the stairs.

Sunsets always set me thinking. This time, it diverted me from excessive thinking. I was hoping for some change in my life, something new. I still am hoping for it. But now I don’t want wish for a wind of change, I just wish for simple breeze and some rain.

Cheers.

If I Could Work from Anywhere, I'd Live in… Karad, my home….

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I would like to work from my… you guessed it, my hometown. But why? Read on to find it out.

Most people will answer this question as “My Home(town/city)” or some hill-station. I am no different than anyone else. If I am given the luxury of choosing my own work location, I would choose this: At my Hometown, Karad (Maharashtra, India), in a room with glass walls, built as a home office, customized to have all gadgets I can get my hands on, on the terrace of my current home.

But why in Karad, why not Pune, or some hill-station?

First of all, its my home, there is no other place I love more than that.

Second, my mom will always be close by so there will be plenty of food at any point of time. Plus you can be sure about being woken up at time you need to be up. All moms are capable of waking up any sleeping kid at any time they want without giving you chance of shouting back πŸ˜€ .

Also its a really nice quiet place. My home is on the boundary of residential area and farms and fields. So on one side of the house, you can see all types of homes and on the other side you can see all types of trees, fields, birds (and snakes, quite frequently).

Most amazing thing about the landscape in the photo is, it keeps changing colours throughout the year. The shade of green in above photo is seen in Monsoon. As the winter comes, every colour gets more n more rich and dark. All fields have newly planted crops or most of the crops reach the point of harvesting. Its the best period of the year. Summer makes things look little dry, rough and black (the color of earth) but there is always a cool breeze floating around to please you.

Technologically, there are no problems for working from my home town. We are afterall a town with premier education institutes and a rapidly developing industrial area attached. Also my town sits on a National Highway so no transportation problems. Only Air-travel is the problem, which would be solved soon by our dearest and closest city Kolhapur.

So in the end to sum it all, I just wanna go home to my mommy and stay there πŸ™‚

Cheers.

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Happy new year 2011 and Post-a-Week-2011

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Happy New Year 2011.

I am writing a post after a gap of six months. A lot of things happened in this period. First, I got a new job (did I mention that somewhere?). Second, got a new bike (Honda Unicorn). Third, well, there are a lot of small small things which can go here but I would rather not bore people. πŸ˜€

So why sudden decision to write a post? Why trouble the blog that was sleeping peacefully for quite a long period? Answer is here. I read the announcement from WordPress.com team about something called postaday2011 and postaweek2011. And I thought why not give it a try? Each year I make a lot of resolutions (one of them is always “Follow the resolutions” πŸ˜› ) and end up forgetting them by end of January. πŸ˜€ But one blog post per week is something I can achieve (or so I think). So I am gonna try it πŸ™‚

I have written a few things at other blog (here) but I am not convinced by that writing myself. So its okay if anyone makes too critical comment. You are always welcome. πŸ™‚

Cheers,

Suda

FIFA World Cup 2010 Schedule – Indian Time

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UPDATE: New Printable PDF uploaded here FIFA World Cup 2010 – Indian Time Schedule

This one is Printable ONE page for Group Matches and Other for remaining.

Don’t forget to print it and hang it somewhere πŸ˜‰

Previous PDF had some wrong timings. Thanks to one anonymous SPAMMER for pointing it out. But I would have preferred a direct comment instead of lots of spam ones .

Fifa world cup 2010 is starting from tomorrow. Every football fan in the world is waiting for it.

Here is the FIFA World Cup 2010 Schedule – Indian Time.

FIFA World Cup 2010 – Indian Time Schedule

Enjoy and Forward it to all Football Fans.

And don’t forget to shout and cheer for your team.

meh

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Updates!! Updates!!!

Got a damn good hike (thanks company πŸ˜€ ). I am happy (about that for now).

Last crybaby post looks so stupid now that I really feel like removing it. It was just few days ago I felt that way. And now I think like DUH, that was me? Its funny how everything in this world works.Β  πŸ™‚

Anyway, other things are not working as good as I would like them to. But you know, nothing ever works as you want it. You can sing “I want it that way..” but it wont change anything (your sing-song voice might set off your neighbors though πŸ˜› ).

Thats it for now. Can’t think of anything to write. The weather is nice. Raining slightly with wind carrying the smell of earth. Nice and Cool!!

πŸ™‚

All over again….. not really!!

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Few days ago, my life got struck by a major thunder blow….. and I couldn’t take is as sportingly as one should in such cases. And I did fall, and kept falling… and I am still falling. Damn, thats a long way to bottom. I hope there is a bottom to fall on my bottom. πŸ˜€

People always say I can make anyone serious(some call it depressed πŸ˜› ) just by talking. But I beg to differ.
I can’t keep humour out of most serious situations(and get scolded for it). Anyway, this post is not about me and my qualities. Then what is it about? Well, I don’t know. Stay tuned, we might find out it.

Look at my blog title. Life, Love and Logic. People always use these words. Life, lives, destiny, fate, feelings, career, love, attraction, dedication, inspiration etc etc. All BIG words. Do they really mean anything?

Great. What a question!! Here is one more (idiot) trying to find meaning in the words(that would be me) πŸ˜‰ .
Do we actually need any meaning? Do you really care if you are using a much bigger word for a tiny thing? I guess not. You are right. You should not care. Its your world and nobody owns you, right? You face your own fate (some people write their own fate, they are a different topic entirely). You find your love on your own (or love finds you). You live your lives with each other and share the feelings(and credit cards).

In short, there are no obligations at all. Everything is optional. Or it seems to be.

So who are we obliged to? Ourselves!

My last post was about how I want to redefine my life. But why am I doing that?

Read between the lines
What’s fucked up and everything’s alright
Check my vital signs
To know I’m still alive and I walk alone….

From last two months, I have been listening to unlimited songs. Just listening. Taking in all the words(the ones I understand, ofcourse). Now I feel the true power of music. And poets. I keep getting a feeling that some song is about me, its written for me, its written about me.

So no one told you life was gonna be this way
Your jobs a joke, you’re broke, your love life’s D.O.A.

It’s like you’re always stuck in second gear
And it hasn’t been your day, your week, your month,
or even your year…..

How true. I can simply relate to these lines. Recently I noticed one thing about myself is that I am getting used to being alone. Not that it has not much to do with so called thunder blows. The blows contributed a lot to my misery but I can’t claim they started it. I feel like I am alone at every step..

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I’m the only one and I walk a…

My shadow’s the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart’s the only thing that’s beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
‘Til then I walk alone…

And why not. I am the one who is out of touch with old friends. I am the one who spends weekends alone instead of going home. And many more things.

But wait!! I can’t say I am totally alone. That would be injustice to my new friends at workplace. They were the ones who gave me moral support in spite of the fact they knew nearly nothing about me in detail.

The question is why did I act stupid. Why did I force myself to be in exile? Honestly, I don’t know. Or may be I do.
I did everything for a reason.
For something I wanted to last for my lifetime. And after that too.
Something very special.
But something was not right. Nothing was going as I would have liked and well, it never does. So I tried to find out what was wrong, I tried to fix it.

I kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time
when I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn’t even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn’t even matter

But you can’t fix things which are beyond repair. May be this was the case with me. I was trying to mend something which was never seamlessly joined at first place. I was thinking of it as a ‘whole’ all the time and I was wrong.

β€œPerhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see Life with a clearer view again.”

I never shed my tears unless I know its worth it. And clearly this was not it. No tears. No beers. Only hope and salvation(yeah right). I needed something to focus on. Something to distract me from past. I have not found it yet.
I don’t know what it will be, a new job or a new bike or entirely new life somewhere. I don’t really know. And this time I will be ready.

β€œNobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.”

Who thinks about ending? I don’t. Not always. Looks like its high time I learned thinking about big the picture in
personal life as well.

What about past? Is it as simple as it looks to put things behind you and never look back? No, its not. How about forgetting everything? I am already (in)famous for forgetting lots of stuff(birthdays mostly πŸ˜‰ ).

How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!

Eternal. Another big word. πŸ˜€ I like it.

Today I found this song titled Swear it again. The guy singing the song wants to start over. He is ready to swear all oaths again.

I wanna know
Who ever told you I was letting go
Of the only joy that I have ever known
Girl, they were lying

Just look around
And all of the people that we used to know
Have just given up, they wanna let it go
But we’re still trying

So you should know this love we share was never made to die
I’m glad we’re on this one way street just you and I
Just you and I

I’m never gonna say goodbye
Cos I never wanna see you cry
I swore to you my love would remain
And I swear it all over again

All over again?? Hahahah…. In your dreams baby!!