tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15892691210722370612024-03-22T04:19:55.784+05:30Megha's DiaryMeghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-61795046517875797742010-09-07T16:41:00.006+05:302010-09-07T18:49:14.213+05:30A Promise To My Love<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-size:medium;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Knock Knock .. I'm back ! </span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-size:medium;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-size:medium;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Yes .. and with a post that is dedicated to someone really special ..Someone who makes everything worth the wait ! Here's to you .. </span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-size:medium;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; font-size:medium;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Learning how to love is a life long process. Each day we learn a little more. It can be hard work and sometimes we make mistakes, but Love is worth the effort! And you are worth the effort !!</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;color:#4E4F80;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;color:#4E4F80;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/TIYelMuSdKI/AAAAAAAAK_A/50DVCORZiM0/s1600/rings-ribbon-300x282.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/TIYelMuSdKI/AAAAAAAAK_A/50DVCORZiM0/s320/rings-ribbon-300x282.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514128418181117090" /></a><br /><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I believe that no one can love you</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">quite as deeply as I do;</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">And yet I often fail to show</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">the depth of it to you.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I vow to do the little things,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">to show you every day;</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">But one thing or another</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">seems to get into the way.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I pledge to be more open,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">to have courage and be strong;</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">But some how sometimes fear takes over</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">and then everything goes wrong.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I dream of perfect love for us,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">and hope that it will be;</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">And yet I end up giving you</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">a less than perfect me.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I want to be much more for you,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">be everything you need.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I hope and seek, beg and pray</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">"Change me God! ", I plead.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">You are the only one I want.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">It is for you I yearn.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I guess, my love, there's still so much</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">that I have yet to learn.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I cannot give perfection,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">but this I promise I will do -</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I will spend my life time learning</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">how to give my love to you.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">- Megha</span></span></div></span></div></div>Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-76912643954661081652010-02-22T11:05:00.007+05:302010-02-23T19:56:48.478+05:30LIGHTS ... CAMERA .. ROLLING and ACTION !!She is sitting in the park; the same place like everyday.<br /><br />Looking at the watch, getting restless and waiting ….<br /><br />She is walking through the same route like everyday turning back now and then ... restless....<br /><br />Even the coffee at her favorite coffee joint doesn’t seem to taste good – something s wrong. Her eyes seem to be searching for someone…<br /><br />Yes .. she is searching for someone and his absence today is making her restless.<br /><br />And then suddenly from no where she finds a mobile phone on her table .Where did it come from? Who put it there?<br /><br />Slowly she picks it up and is surprised to see its contents.<br /><br />She finds a picture of her at the park bench waiting earlier that day.<br />Next, a picture of her turning back to see if she s being followed.<br />Next, a picture of her sitting at the same coffee table having her coffee …<br /><br />What is this?What do all these pictures mean ?Who took them ?<br /><br />BEEEP – New Message – One more picture – its now her sitting with some guy at the same coffee table …. Eh ?? what could this mean ?<br /><br />She slowly brings down the phone her pulse increasing with every second.Is it right what the picture s showing ?<br /><br />Sitting rite opposite to her on the same table was the one her eyes were searching all day.<br /><br />She was caught red- handed!!<br /><br />CUT – CUT – CUT ….. PERFECT !!<br /><br /><br />That was just one of scenes that I had to shoot for a short film IDHAZH .<br /><br />Yes – You read it right – I worked in a short film , the girl in the above scene s ME .. ME .. ME .. :P<div><br /></div><div>And I might not have done a good job writing about the scene here , its much better to watch it - but no harm in trying...hehe...</div><div><br /></div><div>DREAM ON STUDIOS present ..... IDHAZH .. a film by Sharath and Anucharan.</div><div><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/S4IauPPPWYI/AAAAAAAAKy4/aURPxPHY5zA/s1600-h/22035_297252262154_532382154_4052311_7486724_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/S4IauPPPWYI/AAAAAAAAKy4/aURPxPHY5zA/s400/22035_297252262154_532382154_4052311_7486724_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440940681483737474" /></a><br /><br />Thats the poster for the film .. Cute aint it ?<br /><br />It’s a love story , 12 mins and I had a rocking time shooting it with Sharath and Anu.<br /><br />And like any actress promoting her film – I’ll say the guys have done a fantastic job - coz shooting a film where the faces are not being shown and emotions like love, anger ,sadness all being expressed just by the use of hands is difficult.<br /><br />Kudos to Sharath and Anu . You guys did a rocking job.<br /><br />And now the links for the film itself :<div><br />Part 1 : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cZYGepV9ZEQ</div><div>Part 2 : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RTXbR_Jdvfk<br /><br />Do watch it and like always do not forget to leave comments : )<br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div></div>Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-58755948244651460012010-02-09T08:45:00.005+05:302010-02-23T19:35:47.530+05:30Paa .. I love you !<div>I dont know what made me write this poem and I have no clue how I could write it let alone post it on my blog here - but this is one way I let my emotions come out and for someone who meant the most to me - My Dad.</div><div><br /></div><div>Paa - There are so many things I still had to share with you , so many moments I had to spend with you.I wish I had more memories of us together Paa .. I wish I'd never had come to Sydney after your treatment, tat way I'd have more time to spend with you....</div><div><br /></div><div>I miss the long phone conversations with you - there s a gap - a space in my life and I dont have the courage to over come it...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/S3DTm-UOAaI/AAAAAAAAKyU/XCZXiCxw-MM/s1600-h/DSC00887.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/S3DTm-UOAaI/AAAAAAAAKyU/XCZXiCxw-MM/s320/DSC00887.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436077416752480674" /></a><br /><br />I cried again today<br />Uncontrollable tears fell from eyes,<br />It seems like all I do is cry<br />And its getting harder for me to hide.<br />I lie in bed and cry all night,<br />And I don’t feel any better in the morning light.<br /><br />Paa … I miss you !!<br /><br />I held your hand as you took your last agonizing breath<br />You fought with your heart and soul,<br />My world came crashing down like pack of cards<br />I dint want to be consoled.<br /><br />I never thought I’d see you die<br />How could you walk away breaking all ties ?<br />Who will teach me right from wrong,<br />With you gone?<br />Whom will I turn for answers,<br />When life does not make sense?<br />Who will be there to hold me close,<br />And always be there for my defense?<br /><br />I cant call you on the phone,<br />I cant knock on your door.<br />No matter how loud I scream,<br />You wont be there for me like before.<br /><br />It was so hard for you to let me go at the airport<br />To let your “beta” venture into a world unknown<br />Without you holding my hand or to catch me if I fall<br />To walk the path that you have shown.<br /><br />Paa .. I need you !!<br /><br />So many images come into my mind,<br />Whenever I speak of your name.<br />I cant seem to come to terms with the fact<br />That our lives wont be the same.<br /><br />The times we shared,the laughs we had,<br />Things I miss when I think of you Dad.<br />Realizing that's all I have to hold on too,<br />Only memories, Of what once was you.<br /><br />Missing your laugh, I will never again hear.<br />That is the reality that fills me with so much fear.<br />No more smile on your face,<br />No more warmth of your embrace.<br /><br />The last hug, The last kiss,<br />The last "goodbye" leaves me with one last wish...<br />To have you Dad, here today,<br />Never to leave your Daughter this way.<br /><br />Oh, Paa, if I could turn back time<br />and once more hear your voice;<br />I'd tell you that out of all the dads<br />you would still be my choice.<br /><br />Please always know I love you<br />and no one can take your place;<br />Years may come and go<br />but your memory will never be erased.<br /><br />Today, God, as You are listening<br />in your home above;<br />Would you go and find my dad<br />and give him all my love.<br /><br />I love you Paa ....!!<br /><br />- MeghaMeghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-5859791804299173602009-07-04T00:18:00.003+05:302009-07-04T00:25:20.710+05:30How hard will it be till that day ?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7f9nFkHNmL1Mlt1egOl8H1l6KMeFLzcL1JZBXvRaMVeTxmIgPyEjcEKJW3-2LYBR4AtE2RV4nMmTJX6sroF4w8OhhS48Aj85SGfMH6UOJAyV00YPaoX7RLlPAc91be7SXreXZTr-CqIE/s1600-h/girl-crying-small-l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7f9nFkHNmL1Mlt1egOl8H1l6KMeFLzcL1JZBXvRaMVeTxmIgPyEjcEKJW3-2LYBR4AtE2RV4nMmTJX6sroF4w8OhhS48Aj85SGfMH6UOJAyV00YPaoX7RLlPAc91be7SXreXZTr-CqIE/s320/girl-crying-small-l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354308068419341554" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I will light a candle every night,</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I will hold my tears and stop cry...</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I know love excited somehow,</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I know faith will lead us someday ..</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I miss you today even more than yesterday,</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">My heart still burning when you are away...</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Cant say a thing but still feel you here ,</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Somehow beside me through the storm .....</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">How hard will it be till that day ?????</span><br /></div>Megshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11560376884322152758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-48765076493564081572009-04-04T00:24:00.000+05:302009-04-04T00:26:41.565+05:30The reason behind my sleepless nights ...This time I dedicate my blog to someone who s been the reason for my sleepless nites and endless thoughts for quite sometime …<br /><br />Yes… You’ve read it right !! There is someone who is on my mind always – where ever I go , my eyes keep searching for his presence and before you get started thinking on who this ‘someone’ is …I have to tell you that I finally found him crawling creepily on the wall of my room –<br /><br />EWWWW – the Lizard !!! <br /><br />Its neither letting me sleep nor allowing me run out of the room ( coz its very close to the door and I wouldn’t want it to fall on me during my attempt to run out of the room).Dont think I haven’t tried the HUSH HUSH .. CHU CHU .. or the CLAP CLAP things ??<br /><br />I did .. But all attempts in vain .. <br /><br />Infact on one of such attempts – it actually came crawling more into the room instead of going out .. DAMN IT !!<br /><br />And looks like both of us would be spending the rest of the night staring at each other and keep ourselves away from each other … <br /><br />The battle is on !! And I wont rest till I drive it out of my room .. (although I lack the morale for doing it ) ..If not driving out – I m sure I wont let it cross the wall n come n e where close to me !!<br /><br />And I so wish Bhavana and Apo were home – coz like me Bhav ‘s is scared of lizard and she wouldn’t have rested until Apo would drive it out of the house .. I miss u Bhavana !!I wish you were here !!<br /><br />N e ways .. Its now 12 30 and looks like this is goin to continue for the rest of the nite !!<br /><br />Wish me luck !!Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-25680384360712869632009-02-05T00:38:00.008+05:302009-02-05T00:47:57.725+05:30Invitations !!Yeah - that's wat kept me busy these days .. well of course the small shopping errands and tiring dance practices too.....<br /><br />So , i thought i should showcase my creativity here and put up the wedding cards that i prepared :)<br /><br />Here they are !!<br /><br />Wedding card1:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SYnpL3cjTxI/AAAAAAAAKNU/ny_gkZA07d8/s1600-h/Wedding+card2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 161px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SYnpL3cjTxI/AAAAAAAAKNU/ny_gkZA07d8/s200/Wedding+card2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299022826649636626" /></a><br /><br />Recpetion Invite :<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SYnpGg7qp3I/AAAAAAAAKNM/Nxltwf1eXFo/s1600-h/Reception.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SYnpGg7qp3I/AAAAAAAAKNM/Nxltwf1eXFo/s200/Reception.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299022734706780018" /></a><br /><br />Wedding Card2:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SYno_0OWuSI/AAAAAAAAKNE/MrP9OqUT1Sw/s1600-h/Invite-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SYno_0OWuSI/AAAAAAAAKNE/MrP9OqUT1Sw/s200/Invite-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299022619626354978" /></a><br /><br /><br />Somre more where there - but these three were finalized so i put only them.. Adjust karlo!! hehe ....<br /><br />So not many days left for my bhabi dear to come home !!Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-45283471599096420932009-01-26T02:22:00.002+05:302009-01-26T02:25:02.875+05:30Come ,Walk with me ...Aha .. two posts on the same day.. Today is some lucky day !!<br /><br />Finally I am back to writing poems again..I am so glad :)<br /><br />So here s the new one - <br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Come walk with me just one more mile<br />Before we call it quits<br />Forget about the broken dreams<br />Now broken into bits.<br /><br />My emotions may get strong on me<br />But don’t you walk away<br />Hold on to me and keep me close<br />Don’t you let me stray<br /><br />Put one more foot out, forward<br />without which I’d regret<br />So lets keep our eyes locked to the front<br />Coz we are not finished yet.<br /><br />Lets keep moving on the road ahead<br />Not think of whats left behind<br />Coz if we keep moving<br />Our destiny we might find<br /><br />We might find few surprises<br />that might even make you smile<br />Might even see life clearer<br />While walking for a while.<br /><br />We might even find some pieces<br />That we missed along the way<br />Or some new ones that are better<br />To use another day.<br /><br />So another mile together<br />Can I walk with you?<br />One more little effort<br />Before we bid adieu….<br /><br /><br /> - Megha<br /></span>Megshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11560376884322152758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-17174407929940705402009-01-26T00:26:00.002+05:302009-01-26T00:29:22.616+05:30BREAKING NEWS : Earthquake at Somajiguda,Hyderabad<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SXy2H6gCLcI/AAAAAAAAKMs/1SMJLvSlPFw/s1600-h/BreakingNews.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SXy2H6gCLcI/AAAAAAAAKMs/1SMJLvSlPFw/s320/BreakingNews.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295307508959817154" /></a><br /><br />In a recent update from our correspondent – an Earthquake measuring 5.1 on the Richter scale hit on Sunday afternoon at 2 ‘ o clock at Somajiguda ,one of the prime locations in Hyderabad.<br /><br />The Epicenter of the quake was traced to Flat no 206,Fern hill apartments.<br /><br />On further investigations it was revealed that what seemed to be an earthquake was merely a dancing session in progress for the Ladies practicing for the Sangget ceremony of Apoorv & Bhavana to be held in March.<br /><br />No casualties or geological disasters have been reported so far, but the residents around Fern hill have been warned about such frequent tremors as the practice sessions may go on for the coming whole month . Infact , it has been alerted that the intensity may increase towards the end of March.<br /><br /><br />ONE MORE WORD from me and I m sure I’ll be Dead meat by tomorrow … hehe<br /><br />Well yes – the Sangeet practices have started and today the momies rocked the dance floor!! They’ve just surprised us all by their performance .. <br /><br />MOMMIES YOU ROCKED !!<br /><br />N not just the mom’s .. spl mention of Apo here .. he been practicing too .. N must say for someone I thought had two left feet is dancing really well …!!<br /><br />Jai ho Bhavana bhabi ki !!<br /><br />More on the Sangeet practices.. to be put up soon ….<br /><br />Btwn – I m just dying for the grand finale – for the lovely songs we’ll be performing on!!<br /><br />Until next post ..Ciao!!Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-67932972954478500172009-01-04T23:21:00.012+05:302009-01-04T23:50:03.642+05:30Missing Pieces<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SWD45z0-18I/AAAAAAAAKDw/XUz0Wkrn8lQ/s1600-h/puzzle+piece.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SWD45z0-18I/AAAAAAAAKDw/XUz0Wkrn8lQ/s200/puzzle+piece.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287499634581624770" /></a><br />Ok … My last post would have summed up that I am frustrated to the core – mainly having nothing to do ( apart from waitng for my IELTS results – which by the way came out really well coz I scored 8/9 ..Yay me for that !!)<br /><br />Haan toh I was saying ke I had nothing interesting to do plus the lousy year of 2008 ended with me getting Gastro- something n keeping me bedridden for some days …So just to keep myseld occupied I got this Jigsaw puzzle for a cute lil friend of mine …Huge puzzle it is with almost 1000 pieces … <br /><br />This particular puzzle has been a challenge because of the large number of pieces and very few pieces which can be fitted together easily. I’m still working on the puzzle, by the way. Fitting the pieces together is going extremely slow. Sometimes I even find myself getting upset because I’m not able to find an exact piece for an exact space! <br /><br />One space is absolutely driving me nuts! I’ve been trying to find the piece almost since I first started putting the puzzle together! Funny how one little piece in a puzzle can make you feel like pulling your hair out! Who knows, maybe the piece is missing. So I may never find that piece by the time the puzzle is done. It may have to simply be a missing piece. Anyway, I definitely need to relax about it! 8D<br /><br />At the same time I started putting the puzzle together, I was also trying to put together some of the pieces in my life! Pieces that don’t make sense to me, pieces that I want to put into the empty spaces in my life, so I can see the complete picture and have everything fit snugly and all together.<br /><br />As I went back to working on the puzzle, I remembered another piece in the puzzle that had been driving me crazy! I looked for it for a couple of days, but could not find it. Then just today evening, I looked straight down and saw the puzzle piece! It was right in front of me! <br /><br />Isn’t that like life?<br />All the answers scrambled in front of us with no particular directions. Sometimes we search for the answer and it is right in front of us! The whole time we were hunting in far away places, asking others, reading books, and other material, trying to try to figure things out! When all we had to do was be quiet for a little while before the piece would have fallen into place.<br /><br />Of course, we all want to see the big picture for our lives and the reasons why certain things go wrong or awry, but sometimes we never find all the pieces. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SWD4tP_zyPI/AAAAAAAAKDo/uWHFC0q1Efc/s1600-h/MissingandUnidentifiedUniversalSymbolBlackbackground.gif"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SWD4tP_zyPI/AAAAAAAAKDo/uWHFC0q1Efc/s200/MissingandUnidentifiedUniversalSymbolBlackbackground.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287499418804930802" /></a><br />So a few things tat I realized were :<br /><br />--> When the puzzle box is first opened you can’t see the whole picture.<br />--> Remember that every one’s puzzle is different; so don’t try to fit other’s pieces into your puzzle.<br />--> Expect there to be missing pieces and learn to live with it. You’ll only produce baldness by pulling your hair out, not answers :P<br />--> Be grateful for the pieces of life’s puzzles that fit and be satisfied with it.<br />--> Be more patient, some things take more time and come harder. Easier said than done, but it is good advice.<br /><br />and most important FOLLOW UR HEART - It will def lead you on the right path :)<br /><br />Woah !! that was definitely loads of gyan !!<br /><br />Until next time ...bbye<br />Cheers !!<br /><br />PS : Please pray for my speedy recovery - I m tired of sitting at home while others are busy shopping for the wedding!!Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-51513986923349761622008-12-26T17:26:00.005+05:302008-12-30T20:42:43.848+05:30Anxiety + Confusion + Boredom + Irritation = ?????<span style="font-style:italic;">Anxiety + Confusion + Boredom = Swiss Trip in March 2009 <span style="font-weight:bold;"></span></span><br /><br />Yup - thats Ady's status - well he s lucky that at least all the confusion and boredom ended well with a plan for an amazing trip to Swiss ...<br /><br />Unlike me 8(<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Anxiety + Confusion + Boredom + Irritation = ?????<span style="font-weight:bold;"></span></span><br /><br />This pretty much sums up the my current state of mind ....I have no clue where this frustration will lead to ...<br /><br />I am so bored of not having to do any thing to do right now - yeah ,you read it right !!<br /><br />Last few weeks i was so busy preparing for the exam that now I am so bored of sitting idle ... Just waiting for the wedding shopping to begin - i m sure the huge shopping bills will make me happy 8)<br /><br />Then the anxiety of my results - well.. just two more days to go n I will know where I stand .. Wish me luck .....<br /><br />Never mind - I hope like Ady , the end result is something good .....and the new year starts with good note ....<br /><br />BTWN HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERY ONE :)<br /><br /><br /><br />PS : Thanx to Ady for letting me borrow his posts tittle :)Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-4389100517408772392008-12-08T15:39:00.003+05:302008-12-08T18:21:04.782+05:30New life in progress ....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/ST0YGLrALTI/AAAAAAAAIIo/G6P8f2u_t5Y/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/ST0YGLrALTI/AAAAAAAAIIo/G6P8f2u_t5Y/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277400832839527730" /></a><br />And so .. I found my self at crossroads yet again.And after lot of taxing to my brain I finally decided what's next in my life …..oops .. my ‘new’ life …<br /><br />Lacking anything more productive to do,I first decided to update my seriously outdated blog.And yet I was sad to discover that I had very little to add or you could say there were too many things that I dint want to add …<br /><br />Either ways,I’m beginning to think that change is good and I was missing this outlet(to express what I feel) for sometime now …. And I think its time to bring the outlet back !!<br /><br />Apart form getting back to writing new posts - I'll be working on giving my blog a new look too .... Please giving your feedback about tat separately :)<br /><br />Aha .. so apart from Manga’s wedding .. what else has been happening ? Well.. couple of more weddings - all my friends …. Some I could attend .. n some I couldn’t ….Sorry to those whose wedding I couldn’t make it too … :(<br /><br />And now … the decision – well the job scenario pretty much sucks here in India(like all other places), and also I think that this is the right time for me to change my line of work .. and this thought had been running in my mind for sometime now n I guess its time I act on it !<br /><br />So, now I’ve decided to move from the technical line and move to management … haan .. heard it rite !! Uske liye MBA karna hoga .. and that’s exactly what I am planning to do … :)<br /><br /><br />So , this month I have a lot of things lined up – <br />my MBA exam(i am tired of preparing for it), <br />then dad s treatments last phase (we are happy that the chemos are coming to an end) <br />some planning for bro’s wedding (oh.. yeah I am desperately waiting for March – tats when his wedding is ) <br />so on the whole a new life – with no strings attached from the past …..<br /><br />That makes me happy. And that makes my family also happy <br /><br />Well tats it for now – I’ve got to get back to my exam prep – not many days to go for my exam !! Wish me luck …Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-62385354746694654842008-12-01T22:12:00.007+05:302008-12-02T11:03:05.159+05:30Rab Ne Bana Di JodiNah .. This post has nothing to do with the Shah rukh starer movie .....<br /><br />Its a means for me to Congratulate two of my closest friends who very recently were united as one ...None other than my Sweethearts Manga and Sameer .. Aakhir Rab ne unki jodi bana hi di ..<br /><center><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/STTGjlPqw4I/AAAAAAAAIHY/fiWiEChycYo/s1600-h/Sameer+n+Manga+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/STTGjlPqw4I/AAAAAAAAIHY/fiWiEChycYo/s200/Sameer+n+Manga+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275059378153243522" border="0" /></a><br />I've known them separate and I've known them together and seeing them together makes the feeling all the more strong that LOVE is the most beautiful thing to happen and there is nothing more rewarding than getting married to the one you love ....<br /><br />I have no words to express how I felt when I was seeing them get married,the tears in my eyes said it all.. Hadn't seen them this happy ever ... Sweethearts - I wish you all the best for your future and may your love increase with each passing day ...<br /><br />Finally .. a few more words to wish u guys -<br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Your happiness begins</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">With your wonderful wedding day.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You’ll share everything together;</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Through it all, your love will stay.</span><br /><br /></center> <center style="font-style: italic;">And if life hands you challenges,<br />As it does to one and all,<br />Your love will hold you steady<br />And never let you fall.<br /><br /><center>I wish for you sweet happiness;<br />Through the years, may your love grow,<br />To warm you both from day to day,<br />In your marriage’s satisfying glow.</center><br /></center> <p>PS : For original poem - please wait .... work in progress .. hehehe .. :P</p><p> Love you guys!!!!<br /></p>Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-81099320467238621862008-11-05T00:10:00.013+05:302008-11-05T12:36:28.455+05:30Something that inspires me......<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span>I've tacked the following lines on my cupboard - and whenever my heart needs an uplift I read it again and again.....</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> <span style="font-style: italic;">If I can endure for this moment</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />whatever is happening to me,<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">No matter how heavy my heart</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />or dark the moment be.</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />If I can keep on believing</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />what I know in my heart to be true,</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Then darkness will fade into morning</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />and with this will dawn a new day ,too.</span><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;">PS: These lines are not my work... they are someone else s thoughts but nonetheless they express exactly I've been through....</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div></div>Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-55963820190249702072008-07-22T13:13:00.007+05:302008-07-22T14:42:56.072+05:30I still love you ....<span style="font-family:georgia;">Here's my new poem .. well, not really new - I had started penning it long time ago but for some reason could not complete it ... Dedicated to someone really close to me ....<br /><br /><br /></span><p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SIWepd4j07I/AAAAAAAAHpo/i5ryOn-m7b4/s1600-h/764-i-am-tired-beloved.jpg"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225757377867010994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SIWepd4j07I/AAAAAAAAHpo/i5ryOn-m7b4/s320/764-i-am-tired-beloved.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></p><p align="center"><em><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span></em></p><p align="center"><em><span style="font-family:georgia;">When I close my eyes, fear grips me tight<br />Thoughts about you, leaves me sleepless at nights.<br /><br />Dint want to let you go, I wish you could just stay,<br />Dint want to move away from you, and this feeling becomes strong each day .<br /><br />Things happen for wrong reasons, things happen for better<br />When I said we’d part our ways, sweet memories turned bitter.<br /><br />Everything went downhill; where did it all go wrong?<br />I still think about you, and listen to our only song .<br /><br />I am not supposed to wonder where you are and what you do<br />But am I still here writing and thinking about you .<br /><br />I am not supposed to love you; I am not supposed to care<br />I am not to live my life wishing you were there<br /><br />I probably broke your heart, and I think I broke mine too<br />I don’t know how to say this, but I think I still love you…..<br /><br /></span></em><em><span style="font-family:georgia;">-Megha<br /></span></em></p>Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-49117428062238913312008-07-10T10:13:00.006+05:302008-07-10T15:13:58.796+05:30Kismat Konnection<div align="justify"><strong>Rosary Convent School,<br />Hyderabad.<br /></strong><br /><strong>Year : 1996-2000 (Class 5th – 10th)</strong><br /><br />Two girls – in fact classmates belonging to the same group (yellow group), performed together for annual functions; friends who had fun memories to cherish all their lives.<br /><br />2000 – the year they passed out and then sadly no contact at all .<br /><br /><strong>8 years later</strong> , who would have thought that they would meet again and end up becoming more than friends – all thanx to <strong>Apoorv</strong>.<br /><br />Yes….. the two girls are <strong>Bhavana</strong> and me. And now I can proudly say that she is not just my friend but Bhabi too…. I’d always thought that my bhabi should be one jiske saath I can share all my thoughts,concerns – always wanted her to be more like a friend than a bhabi and I am so glad ke now Kismat ne hume Bhabi and Nanand bana diya …..<br /><br />Wah !! Kya “<strong>Kismat Konnection</strong>” hai !!<br /><br />So happy for both of them …. </div><br /><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221241596301749890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SHWTkYoPLoI/AAAAAAAAHpU/5BY9Myit_bs/s320/DSC00731.JPG" border="0" /> (Bhavana n Apoorv)</p><p align="justify"><br />Oops , another reason why the posts name is <strong>'Kismat Konnection'</strong> is that 1 and 1/2 yesr pehle bhi Bhavana bhabi ka match aaya tha for bhaiyya but sadly we dint proceed coz he wasnt ready then - but <strong>'Kismat'</strong> ne dono ka '<strong>Konnection'</strong> pehle se plan kiya tha and now they are "<strong>Konnected</strong>" for ever !!!!!</p><p align="justify"></p><p align="justify">Love you guys !!</p><p align="justify"></p>Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-50714707126493033352008-06-16T09:52:00.007+05:302008-06-16T10:52:20.470+05:30Saanthwana:Baggi's Bday Celebrations<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SFXuovNhAvI/AAAAAAAAHkM/5u9L5FPkwRI/s1600-h/Picture_020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212334527386551026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SFXuovNhAvI/AAAAAAAAHkM/5u9L5FPkwRI/s400/Picture_020.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>To keep you posted with Saanthwana events - I am here posting the pictures of the event recently organised by Team Saanthwana on June 10th on the occasion of our founder J.Bhagirath's birthday.<br /><br />Kids fom Spoorthi and Aaradhna Foundations were invited and needless to say the day was a memorable one - except the fact that Baggi was being missed by one and all.<br /></div><div>Link of the pics of the event: <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/megha.kakkeri/BaggiSBdayJune10th08">http://picasaweb.google.com/megha.kakkeri/BaggiSBdayJune10th08</a></div><div><br />With the hopes that Team Saathwana would continue to walk on the path shown by you , I wish your soul rests in peace dear bro . I miss you .<br /><br />"Aapa" forever.</div><br /><br /><br /><strong><em>Request to all :</em></strong><br />Pease visit the website <a href="http://www.saanthwana.org/">http://www.saanthwana.org/</a> for the latest on Saanthwana.<br />Also , in case you want to contribute to Saanthwana and be a part of it , please transfer your tokens of love to the following bank account. Your help would be appreciated.<br /><br /><strong><em>Name of the Bank : State Bank Of Hyderabad,Vidyanagar branch.</em></strong><br /><strong><em>Account Number : 62057354453</em></strong><br /><br />Come be a part of the joy !!Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-89260277310349747782008-05-23T17:33:00.009+05:302008-05-23T18:10:39.284+05:30Memories Revisited (part 2)Saturday. 26th April. <div><div><div><div><br /></div><div>We had plans of starting early that day with the intention of spending the entire day in the cool waters of Sangam , but fate had some other plans for us . Due to the amazing navigation skills of Siri and Feroz and lil sense of direction of Madhu (well, I cant really blame the poor guy – he dint have much clue abt the city) there was a nice mix-up and poor Madhu even after coming to Blore early in the morning could make it to the guy’s “adda” only at 10.</div><div><br /></div><div>Packed into a Qualis. Ten of us.We hit Kanakpura Road at about 12 in the afternoon. It was very hot and it looked like the “suraj bhagwaan” was in his full form.But ,we were lucky that he changed his minds!<br /></div><div>As we made our way towards Sangama (confluence point of the Cauvery and Arkavathi) about 100 kms from Bangalore, we were treated to some lovely weather. The sun played hide and seek for some time. There’s beautiful scenery on both sides of the road(except that the road was not that good).<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203544844738833250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa0d3t5K2I/AAAAAAAAHH8/9MLb4iXd0pA/s200/P1010950.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203544840443865922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa0dnt5K0I/AAAAAAAAHHs/hVQrDTaJeFw/s200/P1010946.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#3333ff;"> [ @ Sangam - the guys having fun ]<br /></span></div><div>Unfortunately, it is littered with plastic and is quite dirty. The journey in this case is actually much more beautiful than the destination.<br /><br />Now since we started late , by the time we reached we were all very hungry – and guess what aaj ka khana ladkon ne banaya tha :) Yummy food the guys made – totally loved it !!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203544840443865938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa0dnt5K1I/AAAAAAAAHH0/Sj-_l-ASkrs/s200/P1010949.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203544836148898610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa0dXt5KzI/AAAAAAAAHHk/4WFLFlFWaKI/s200/P1010942.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#3333ff;"> [ @ Sangam again - few more shots ]<br /></span><br /><div>After lunch, we got into the Cauvery river (couldn’t help noticing that even near the water, it was all dirty). People obviously have a good time here and don’t bother to clean up after they leave. Even campaigns like this have not helped increase people’s awareness towards the environment(although I made sure that my gang dint litter around - they knew I would turn wild if I’d see them litter the place.)<br /><br />Our actual plan was to visit Mekedatu (Goat’s leap) which is 4 kms walk from Sangam. Due to the intense heat of Sun god, we decided to spend most of our time at Sangam itself. Though the water level was only up to waist (except few places where it was chest deep) level, it was flowing with good speed. We needed to be little careful to make sure that we don’t slip off the stones and hurt ourself.We sat in that pool of water for a couple of hours singing, shouting, playing, just staying quite ......and it really was a great experience.<br /><br />Infact we also ended up playing cricket and I must say we girls were so much better than the guys !! (We never gave them a chance to bowl or bat – they were meant only for fielding … hehehe )[Unfortunately we forgot to take the pics then :(]<br /><br />And since everyone (excluding me ofcourse) in the group were lazy to trek – we took the bus uphill .Well, this journey in the bus was no less than trekking – imagine an old wrek carrying about 60 odd ppl with no place to stand and the route being really horrible .Personally I would have preferred the climb but these lazy bones!!!!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa26nt5LDI/AAAAAAAAHJk/DO1V-LhI0_M/s1600-h/P1011000.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203547537683328050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa26nt5LDI/AAAAAAAAHJk/DO1V-LhI0_M/s200/P1011000.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa263t5LEI/AAAAAAAAHJs/PSYGprZBgOE/s1600-h/P1011001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203547541978295362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa263t5LEI/AAAAAAAAHJs/PSYGprZBgOE/s200/P1011001.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa3pXt5LII/AAAAAAAAHKM/woeFQX-upxk/s1600-h/P1011017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203548340842212482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa3pXt5LII/AAAAAAAAHKM/woeFQX-upxk/s200/P1011017.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa3pnt5LJI/AAAAAAAAHKU/wFgkZqttx4M/s1600-h/P1011041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203548345137179794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa3pnt5LJI/AAAAAAAAHKU/wFgkZqttx4M/s200/P1011041.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa3ont5LHI/AAAAAAAAHKE/Eu3QsyFPsbw/s1600-h/P1011036.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203548327957310578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa3ont5LHI/AAAAAAAAHKE/Eu3QsyFPsbw/s200/P1011036.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa27Ht5LGI/AAAAAAAAHJ8/4KKGSmAVyVg/s1600-h/P1011006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203547546273262690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa27Ht5LGI/AAAAAAAAHJ8/4KKGSmAVyVg/s200/P1011006.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div></div><div><span style="color:#3333ff;">Snaps in order : Snap 1,2,3,4 - Mekadattu </span></div><div><span style="color:#3333ff;">Snap 5 : Satish and Kondal striking a pose :P</span></div><div><span style="color:#3333ff;">Snap 6 : Our Gang @ mekadattu<br /></span></div><br /><div>The final destination was good – although it exactly was not a place for us to camp ( it had loads of monkeys). I was busy admiring the place when suddenly I felt someone jump behind me .I turned only to find 2 monkeys staring at me.It nearly took me by surprise – I was at the edge of the cliff and you had this water flowing below with lots of force and I must confess I had no clue what I would do if it had come n e more near me..<br /><br />And all it cared for was a last saved biscuit packet!!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa263t5LFI/AAAAAAAAHJ0/gJqgeOA9tlE/s1600-h/P1011004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203547541978295378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa263t5LFI/AAAAAAAAHJ0/gJqgeOA9tlE/s200/P1011004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Horrid monkey!!<br /></span><br />Well , with the monkey adventure behind us – we left Mekadattu and left for Chinchu falls (it was getting dark by then).We were a bit sceptical abt the presence of water there. When we reached the place, we couldn’t find any water in the vicinity. But there were these couples who were enjoying themselves there . For couples it doesnt matter whether water exists or not , for them each other exist and thats enough ;)<br /><br />We walked back towards our Qualis and it was like a huge trek back to the place.<br /><br />Though all of us were a little tired, we still had that last dreg of enthusiasm left and soon got down at this place on the way back which seemed like brick kilns in the middle of the fields and took a couple of snaps !!</div><br /><div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa3p3t5LKI/AAAAAAAAHKc/stM3gEBBcQY/s1600-h/P1011049.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203548349432147106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa3p3t5LKI/AAAAAAAAHKc/stM3gEBBcQY/s200/P1011049.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa3qXt5LLI/AAAAAAAAHKk/8q1ii5DCYCA/s1600-h/P1011069.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203548358022081714" style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa3qXt5LLI/AAAAAAAAHKk/8q1ii5DCYCA/s200/P1011069.jpg" width="183" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa5xHt5LMI/AAAAAAAAHKs/V22tqT5Gf-U/s1600-h/P1011054.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203550673009454274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa5xHt5LMI/AAAAAAAAHKs/V22tqT5Gf-U/s200/P1011054.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style="color:#3333ff;">[snap 1 : On the roads !!! Snap 2 : Teddy n me @ war !! snap 3 : My deepest desire , killing feroz ..:P ]<br /></span><div> </div><div>On the way back to Bangalore we had a great ride , especially at the time of sun set . I was just watching sun going down and the different colours in the sky. It was a great sight to see blue sky as background over the green fields and watching the white birds flying against the orange sun. It was just tooooooo good.<br /><br />Hoping to have many many more such trips with my gang(seems to be sort of impossible since most of us are inline to get married soon :()<br /><br />Three cheers Satish,Feroz and the gang ...... But for u guys i wud have missed so much in life.....<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa2Int5K_I/AAAAAAAAHJE/VeLUK_XrgrE/s1600-h/P1010975.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203546678689868786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa2Int5K_I/AAAAAAAAHJE/VeLUK_XrgrE/s200/P1010975.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa1G3t5K5I/AAAAAAAAHIU/Ylhio9BoBF8/s1600-h/P1010965.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203545549113469842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa1G3t5K5I/AAAAAAAAHIU/Ylhio9BoBF8/s200/P1010965.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa1Gnt5K4I/AAAAAAAAHIM/KRK6IQb5jvg/s1600-h/P1010962.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203545544818502530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa1Gnt5K4I/AAAAAAAAHIM/KRK6IQb5jvg/s200/P1010962.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa1Hnt5K8I/AAAAAAAAHIs/0eLmshR1_PQ/s1600-h/P1010973.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203545561998371778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa1Hnt5K8I/AAAAAAAAHIs/0eLmshR1_PQ/s200/P1010973.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa1HHt5K6I/AAAAAAAAHIc/LJQXp5jY0SA/s1600-h/P1010966.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203545553408437154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa1HHt5K6I/AAAAAAAAHIc/LJQXp5jY0SA/s200/P1010966.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa2Int5LAI/AAAAAAAAHJM/5s89pUjOi5g/s1600-h/P1010977.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203546678689868802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa2Int5LAI/AAAAAAAAHJM/5s89pUjOi5g/s200/P1010977.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa2IXt5K9I/AAAAAAAAHI0/Fy2DRwP1qNc/s1600-h/P1010958.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203546674394901458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa2IXt5K9I/AAAAAAAAHI0/Fy2DRwP1qNc/s200/P1010958.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa2I3t5LBI/AAAAAAAAHJU/HTmgqk8WoO4/s1600-h/P1010979.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203546682984836114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa2I3t5LBI/AAAAAAAAHJU/HTmgqk8WoO4/s200/P1010979.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa26Xt5LCI/AAAAAAAAHJc/dI3cuYgbQGw/s1600-h/P1010998.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203547533388360738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDa26Xt5LCI/AAAAAAAAHJc/dI3cuYgbQGw/s200/P1010998.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div><span style="color:#3333ff;"> [ some more pics ............. ]</span><br /><br />PS : You must be wondering if I did any shopping , well Blore visit w/o shopping I s incomplete so don’t worry I would never do such a blunder . I did end doing lots of shopping there (if I would have returned empty handed my office frnds Sandhya and Padmini would have slaughtered me and I had no intentions of dying without getting married!!!)</div></div></div></div>Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-1341437542012370352008-05-23T11:28:00.006+05:302008-05-23T12:29:59.872+05:30Memories Revisited (part 1)Tadaaaaaaaaaaaa ……<br /><br />Time for another post … ab I know that the frequency of my posts have reduced but you must understand yaar – ab meri engagement hogayi hai and I will have some useful work to do like talking over the phone, talking over the phone and talking over the phone ;)<br /><br />So, kindly adjust. :) And like I had promised you , I am now going update you with my Blore trip ...<br /><br />First of all , we had been planning for this trip for a long time now , but due to Dad's health and then office work I would always end up cancelling it ( much to Siri's disappointment).But this time I had made up my mind that this trip would be a success .<br /><br /><br />Now, I hadnt been to Blore after I moved out from there in Nov last year and so technically this was goin to be my first visit after I quit Trianz and you can easily guess that I was at the peak of excietment from a week before the scheduled departure.<br />The whole journey to Blore in the train went with me and Siri reminiscing the good ol'days we spent last year together with our gang at Blore. Needless to say both of us spent the whole night talking about hostel days , the night outs , shopping sprees , Trianz - our SCOSTA team ,our Gang , the weekend trips out of BLore , cafeteria gossips ... almost everything .<br /><br /><br />I was in Blore for 3 days(25ht April to 27th April) – but I must say even those 3 days weren’t sufficient for me and my heart longed for more .<br /><br />So – what fun did I have there ??<br /><br />Well, for starters, I went back to my old hostel – felt so unusual. The same old place, your beds, your cupboards but just that somebody else was using them now and I must say I was not pleased with the person using it.…(my heart was aching to see my bed all cramped up with useless stuff) . But the highlight of the stay at hostel was that because of our stay(I am giving this entire credit to Siri and me - so the others chill !!), the entire hostel junta got yummy food for the weekend :) hehehe …<br /><br />Then we got a chance to visit Trianz . It was so odd – you walk into the company you’ve worked for (infact first job in my case) but this time with a VISITORS PASS !! :(<br /><br /><br />Nevermind –my joy knew no bounds when the first person I ran into was none other than Harry Potter ( Deepak Kemchemba) , my PM at Trianz . Then just like old days I went about the entire office meeting everyone - disturbing them from their work (well.. I dint mind doing it - I was used to it you see , I used to do this a lot during my Trianz Days for Cultural events work). It was so fun meeting everyone .<br /><br /><br />Then came the sad part - when I visited my floor and my cubicle( I call it "THE DEN", it was here that I spent my time thinking of innovative ideas).Once full of life – it was now dead with no one occupying it .<br /><br /><br />Those were the days – when it was alive with posters that I used to design with upcoming Cultural events in the office , with "post its" of some quotes I loved , photographs and loads of other smart cards stuff around my system…. My Den was empty now - lifeless like I said. (although I doubt , if I could bear anyone else occupying it) .<br /><br />And there was this visit to the cafeteria – where I am still remembered as “Raichur madam” and unlike others I was treated to the mast buttermilk that I loved during my days at Trianz.<br /><br />I loved my visit to Trianz – it really did take me back to the days I can never forget – days of unlimited fun with my team, SCOSTA LAB, smart card work, cultural team events, cafeteria gup-shup and so much more … I miss Trianz, I miss my friends there !!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDZj1Xt5KpI/AAAAAAAAHGU/F-yGWV9WQ4Y/s1600-h/P1010924.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203456188023909010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDZj1Xt5KpI/AAAAAAAAHGU/F-yGWV9WQ4Y/s320/P1010924.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDZj1nt5KqI/AAAAAAAAHGc/h5oob_-6gE4/s1600-h/P1010921.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203456192318876322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDZj1nt5KqI/AAAAAAAAHGc/h5oob_-6gE4/s320/P1010921.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDZj1nt5KrI/AAAAAAAAHGk/OdTxgvRCO3E/s1600-h/P1010938.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203456192318876338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDZj1nt5KrI/AAAAAAAAHGk/OdTxgvRCO3E/s320/P1010938.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDZj13t5KsI/AAAAAAAAHGs/eJzPpdxSziE/s1600-h/P1010936.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203456196613843650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDZj13t5KsI/AAAAAAAAHGs/eJzPpdxSziE/s320/P1010936.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDZj2Xt5KtI/AAAAAAAAHG0/dI4N7id2Dz4/s1600-h/P1010486.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203456205203778258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" height="204" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDZj2Xt5KtI/AAAAAAAAHG0/dI4N7id2Dz4/s320/P1010486.jpg" width="320" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Snaps in order from top :<br />Snap 1 : My Den - now lifeless :(<br />Snap 2 : Me in my Den<br />Snap 3 : My Gang in cafeteria<br />Snap 4 : Again - with gang in the cafeteria<br />Snap 5 : Good old days - my SCOSTA team ( my last day @ Trianz )<br /><br />Oh yeah - I forgot to mention the wonderful lunch that I had with my hostel gang ( Usha will kill me if I dont mention it , you see it was her treat :P)<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDZmJ3t5KuI/AAAAAAAAHG8/sdfyOD3almk/s1600-h/P1010885.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203458739234482914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDZmJ3t5KuI/AAAAAAAAHG8/sdfyOD3almk/s320/P1010885.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDZmKnt5KwI/AAAAAAAAHHM/IxpsHW8LydQ/s1600-h/P1010894.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203458752119384834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDZmKnt5KwI/AAAAAAAAHHM/IxpsHW8LydQ/s320/P1010894.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDZmLnt5KxI/AAAAAAAAHHU/knu6N3ZZLwo/s1600-h/P1010897.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203458769299254034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDZmLnt5KxI/AAAAAAAAHHU/knu6N3ZZLwo/s320/P1010897.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDZmL3t5KyI/AAAAAAAAHHc/2EKwnJmLKpE/s1600-h/P1010912.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203458773594221346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SDZmL3t5KyI/AAAAAAAAHHc/2EKwnJmLKpE/s320/P1010912.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Snaps in order from top :<br />Snap 1 : Pratibha , Siri and Mallika<br />Snap 2 : Teddy doing her best job - mujhe khana khilana :)<br />Snap 3 : With Teddy , Tina and Usha.<br />Snap 4 : Yummyyyy ... my ice cream ( I dont remember the name though ... but I do remember Teddy attacking my ice cream for her stupid alphonso ice cream wasnt good enough !! )<br /><br />Enough of Trianz and Trianz junta ki baatien - next is the trip to Sangam , Meka Dattu and Chinchu falls with my Gang . :)<br /><br />Coming up in next post !!!Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-5211319571306643582008-05-14T08:50:00.000+05:302008-05-14T08:51:41.901+05:30Yohoooooooooo..... :)Hello dear Junta – I am back again with yet another post :)<br /><br />The last week had been really hectic and I had no time to spend updating the blog – I have a lots n lots of stuff to update u abt ..Like I said an exclusive post abt Blore trip and haan - the imp event that was to happen …<br /><br />Well – First things first … the imp event did happen but I wouldn’t wanna share it this way – still working on how to put that post coz its one special one – so u’ll have to wait a lil longer ;)<br /><br />So wait till the next post !!!Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-29463292214824527562008-04-30T09:28:00.004+05:302008-04-30T09:44:46.611+05:30Thinking of you ..Well .. well .. If you've been wondering where I had dissappeared for a while - I was off to Blore for the weekend and what a weekend it was !! Had the best of time wth my friends from Trianz - but more of that later ( a spl post just dedicated to BLore trip with exclusive photos coming soon)...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So what else has been hapeening in my life apart from the usual 9-6.30 job and the amazing trip to Blore ?? Well , there is something really imp shaping up .. so stay tuned to my blog ;)<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194884200924582434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SBfvqDVmEiI/AAAAAAAAGHA/jJM5ML_D4gg/s320/rest8.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br />But for now its just these few words --<br /><br /><em>Thoughts of you creep into my head,</em><br /><em>Late at night as I lay silently in my bed.</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>I imagine what it'll be like ,</em><br /><em>Meeting you for the first time.</em><br /><em>Will it all be new and scary ?</em><br /><em>Or like I've known you for a lifetime ?</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>I walk across my room ,thinking of you</em><br /><em>How far across you seem to be</em><br /><em>I sit and I think,while thinking of you </em><br /><em>Are you even thinking of me ?</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>My stomach aflutter, </em><br /><em>with butterfly wings.</em><br /><em>Emotions and thoughts, </em><br /><em>and so many other things.</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Knowing I already like you,</em><br /><em>praying you like me too</em><br /><em>Hoping to get along fine</em><br /><em>I trust in your heart,but do you trust in mine ?</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Thoughts of you creep into my head,</em><br /><em>Late at nights as I lay silently in bed.</em><br /><br /> - Megha.<br /><br />And like I said for more from my side - STAY TUNED TO MEGHA's DIARY !!Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-7562022269283089482008-04-14T17:09:00.009+05:302008-04-14T17:38:52.710+05:30To Sonu .. With LoveI don't have anything to say this time - just that 5 years ago , 17th April 2003 I lost my best buddy SONU and I just wanted to dedicate this poem to him .<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SANIbzTq3eI/AAAAAAAAGFk/wAkG_wfoBDY/s1600-h/sonu.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189070838127320546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SANIbzTq3eI/AAAAAAAAGFk/wAkG_wfoBDY/s320/sonu.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SANIcDTq3fI/AAAAAAAAGFs/4KLoDB0iaH8/s1600-h/Jan11_12.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189070842422287858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SANIcDTq3fI/AAAAAAAAGFs/4KLoDB0iaH8/s320/Jan11_12.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/SANIBDTq3cI/AAAAAAAAGFU/YbkhPMOGwzY/s1600-h/sonu.JPG"></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="center"><em>Sunlight streams through the windowpane,</em></div><div align="center"><em>unto a spot on the floor, </em></div><div align="center"><em>then I remember - it's where you used to lie,</em></div><div align="center"><em>but now you are no more.</em></div><div align="center"><br /><em>I remember how you’d run to me </em></div><div align="center"><em>to play your favorite game, </em></div><div align="center"><em>And how your ears would perk right up</em></div><div align="center"><em>on hearing me call your name.</em></div><div align="center"><br /><em>You’d wake me up each morning,<br />By licking on my face<br />You’d run around me in circles;<br />In your fast pace.<br /><br />You’d jump on me as soon as I come<br />We’d roll together on the lawn<br />If anyone tried to separate us</em></div><div align="center"><em>You'd let out a loud moan.</em></div><div align="center"><br /><em>You always knew;<br />If I were having a bad day</em></div><div align="center"><em>so you'd snuggle up close to me;<br />And try to get me to play.</em></div><div align="center"><br /><em>If that didn't work;<br />You’d put your head in my lap</em></div><div align="center"><em>then make yourself comfortable;<br />And take a sound nap.</em></div><div align="center"><br /><em>You’d always lend a thoughtful ear,</em></div><div align="center"><em>A problem you’d never miss.<br />I miss the way, on my cheek<br />You’d lay a little doggy kiss.<br /><br />Old habits still make me think ,</em></div><div align="center"><em>I hear a barking at the door.</em></div><div align="center"><em>Or step back when I drop ,</em></div><div align="center"><em>a tasty morsel on the floor.<br /><br />My feet still go around the staircase</em></div><div align="center"><em>where the food dish used to be,<br />I still sit on the terrace all alone,<br />Thinking you are still listening to me.<br /><br />It still pains me that I was not with you<br />On your last day<br />I wish I had one last chance to do something<br />That would have made you stay.<br /><br />I wish somehow to tell you,</em></div><div align="center"><em>how empty I now feel.</em></div><div align="center"><em>A part of me went with you,</em></div><div align="center"><em>a part that time can't heal.<br /><br />Although time may bring new friends</em></div><div align="center"><em>and a new food dish to fill,</em></div><div align="center"><em>that one place in my heart belongs to you</em></div><div align="center"><em>and always will.</em></div><div align="center"><br />-Megha .</div>Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-90499880145187104422008-04-10T09:38:00.004+05:302008-04-10T09:51:50.398+05:30Rest In Piece (oops tat was PEACE ) [Part 2]<div>I haven’t been able to come out of the depression over the loss of my beloved cell phone , but nonetheless I had to write this second part for the previous post – for the particular post would have been incomplete without this continuation.<br /><br />So , apart from the Obituary I have written here for my love – my CELL PHONE, I had to let my family and friends know about it , so here is the mail that I had sent to all of them.<br />------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><strong>Vishesh Suchana : Cell Phone ki mrityu<br /></strong><em>8th April,Infotech Enterprises,Hyd.</em><br /><em></em></div><div><em>Ek vishesh suchana ke anusaar bataya jata hai ke kal shaam 4 'o'clock ko ek durghatana mein Megha ke cell phone ki mrityu ho gayi.</em></div><div><em>Megha ki sthiti kafi gambhir hai kyon ki cell phone ke saare contact numbers ja chuke hai.<br />Toh aapse nivedan hai ke - Kripya apna kuch samay cell phone ko shradhanjali arpit karte hue , apna landline yevam mobile number Megha ko neeche diye email id ya phone number pe msg kare.<br /></em></div><br /><div><em>Email id : </em><a href="mailto:meghak@infotechsw.com" target="_blank"><em>meghak@infotechsw.com</em></a><em> or </em><a href="mailto:megha.kakkeri@gmail.com" target="_blank"><em>megha.kakkeri@gmail.com</em></a><br /><em>Phone no : ********** (sorry - dint wanna disclose here )<br />Dhanyavaad.<br />Megha.<br />----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</em></div><br /><div><em><br /></em>Now… what do you think were the replies to this mail ..? well … here they are:<br /><em><br /></em><strong>IC : <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/R_2VBIFbqBI/AAAAAAAAGEE/emTM1CJzGi0/s1600-h/card.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187466192383354898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/R_2VBIFbqBI/AAAAAAAAGEE/emTM1CJzGi0/s320/card.gif" border="0" /></a><br /></strong><em>“ </em><em><span style="color:#000099;">Shuboday…………<br />Hum abhi abhi office ko pahunche aur ye sunkar ki aapka mobile ki mrityu ho gayi.. hamko bahut bahut kushi hui…krupaya abhi ek aur ACHCHA mobile kharid le aur usko ACHCHE sa maintain kare..</span> “<br /><br />(well Sweety.. I knew you’d be happy .. u were always Jealous of my phone ..But on a serious note I would definitely want to buy another one if you’ll lend some money ..Kab chale naya phone lane?? )<br /><br /></em><strong>Suddhu :<br /></strong><em>(now.. this reply had to be a lil HATKE coz suddhu was the other creative mind in my team back at Blore)<br />" </em><em><span style="color:#000099;">oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooommmmmmm ( tat was OM )<br />hame atayant dukh hua aapke cell phone ki dhukhad wyatha(condition) sunke .....us cell phone ki jagah(place) to koi nahi le sakta .. par jane wale ko kon rok sakta hai .. ye nashwar yoni(mortal ) hai jisme is dunia me aana .. aur isse jana laga raheta hai .. cristi (nature) ka ye hi niyam hai ...... aapke in dukh ke samay hum aapke saath hai ........<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#000099;">bhagawan aapke cell ki aatma ko shati pradan kare.. aur use moksya ki prapti ho ...<br />waise ye dukhad ghatna kaise hui jara wistar se varnan kijia ..<br />hum aake nae cell ke lambi umar ki aur ugwal bawish ki kamna karte hai ....<br />tathanstu</span></em><span style="color:#000099;">"</span><br /><br /><strong>Divi :</strong><br /><span style="color:#000099;"><em>“Oh ho! Bahut dukh hua. Ye achanak kaise ho gaya? Aap apna khayal rakhna. Asha karti hoon ki aap sadme se bahar nikal gayi ho .”<br /></em></span><br /><strong>Dr MohanPyaare :<br /></strong><em><span style="color:#000099;">“Hame bahut gam hua apke Chalti Phirti Doorvaani yatntra ki mrityu ke bare mein jankar...bhagwan aapko is bure vakt se jhujne ki himat de.”</span></em><br /></div><br /><div><strong>Hemanth:<br /></strong><em>“<span style="color:#000099;">aapke cell phone ki mrityu ki khabar sunke hamein behat dukh hua... shaayad aapko andaaza hain ki hamari unse kitna gehra rishtha tha. hum alpapindum mein jaa rahein hain, aisa lagta hain...”</span><br /><br /></em>----------- Now , apart from these heart-warming messages I feel its important to tell you how my parents took this news .<br /><br />I had made mom read the post and her immediate reaction was (mind you, she dint even complete reading the post.. she was still in the middle)<br /><br />WHO THE HELL IS THIS GUY YOU”VE NEVER TOLD ME ABT ?? WHAT S THIS? ( more than the words her expressions would have made you laugh )<br /><br />Also , another well – wisher YEDA was sweet enough to mail me his condolence .It went as follows :<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;">“a bee yedii... teri thoo... kya bee story banaa kee rakhi ree voo.. Cell Phone see pyar, kaise bee logg hein ree baava.. yee Cell love kya hotha ree bhaii.. ??<br /><br />india aanedhe mujhe, tere bee accident karvaadoonga mein.. yedi yedi,, yedi kahinkii...”<br /></span>(What a lovely well wisher na – kya kahoon hum dono ki dosti hai hi itni pyaari )</em></div><br /><div><br />Baki logon ne sahaubhuti jatate hue – apne cell phone numbers hume bheje .In sabhi messages ke liye aap sabko humari taraf se dhanyavaad .<br /><br />Keep in touch --- n this time I’ll make sure my love s with me through out my life :) </div>Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-55674029175510362652008-04-08T18:14:00.003+05:302008-04-08T20:25:49.110+05:30Rest In Peace(my love) - An Obituary .<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/R_to-coCwAI/AAAAAAAAF_U/ogsLqrFTBGY/s1600-h/tombstone-clipart.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186854817892581378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/R_to-coCwAI/AAAAAAAAF_U/ogsLqrFTBGY/s320/tombstone-clipart.gif" border="0" /></a><br />My brother introduced us to each other during my final year of Engg ; I still remember the day . He had told me about his arrival long ago but his coming to Hyd had been postponed for some reason I cannot recall now …<br /><br />Finally, the day arrived and I was informed that he would be coming home. At last, I was going to meet about whom I had heard so much, and had longed to be with. I came home early that day from college (well.. it was obvious that I was restless the whole day at college ). So, I reach home and there he was sitting with my bro. I was so happy on seeing him that I stole him away from my brother and ran-off with the intention of spending time with just him and nobody disturbing us.<br /><br />We immediately hit it off… a sort of special bonding formed between us…when he was with me I never felt the need to look around and this helped me to concentrate on the little studies that I managed to do… Well .. he was a lil dark , but I guess that’s what made him more attractive to me .. I still remember Gagan ,IC and other friends feel jealous coz I would try spending all my time with him ..Be it short break, or the lunch – every free time I got from the classes were dedicated to him and only him …<br /><br />Even after reaching home , I would dedicate most of my free hours to him – so much that mom n dad would get really angry with me for spending so much time with him.<br /><br />And why shouldn't he deserve all the attention he got?? He did so much for me .. he would listen to me when I wanted to talk for hours .. Sing my fav songs to me, leave me love notes, sometimes he even took snaps for me …no matter how I behaved – how many ever tantrums I did , he would always support me in everything. He showered with so much love and affection that I can never thank him enough for it …<br /><br />My friends would say I can get a better one – they gave me 101 advices to keep me away from him but nothing could separate us. Our love for each other was so true that I never really cared for any one else.<br /><br />In all this 2 and half years that I have known him, my love for him increased with every moment I spent with him.I cannot think of any moment where I was angry with him and dint want to see him …<br /><br />I can recall another incident in B’lore where Rohit had taken him away for a nite-out.That was one of the worst nites of my life , I couldn't sleep all nite and kept thinking about him all nite and trust me the next day happened to be the worst day in Rohit’s life . Even today I cannot spare Rohit was keeping me away from my love.<br /><br />Such was our love for each other …<br /><br />But today … he’s met with an accident. And as I write this, I have tears in my eyes. Every attempt to revive him has been in vain. Any number of attempts to bring him back in to my life has become unsuccessful.<br /><br />I have to bid him goodbye.. Its time I should let go off him ..<br /><br />Everyone’s saying I’ll find another one – a better one perhaps, but deep down in my heart I know I am never going to find anyone else who is so caring, loving, affectionate …I know I cannot love anyone else as much as I love him ..<br /><br />Hope your soul rests in peace and remember that there is this girl who always loved you no matter what happened.<br /><br />I am going to miss you .. I always love you my dear <strong>CELL PHONE</strong> !!<br /><br /><div>PS : A request to all my friends , pls mail me / msg me your contact numbers as I have lost all the numbers :)</div>Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-56116594132117250792008-04-02T09:12:00.003+05:302008-04-02T10:47:29.067+05:30Are you a "SYMPRA" ?<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/R_MUN8oCv0I/AAAAAAAAF7E/tX83qEPkUdM/s1600-h/pukingfool.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184509825878507330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/R_MUN8oCv0I/AAAAAAAAF7E/tX83qEPkUdM/s320/pukingfool.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div>It was just another ordinary day at college,where you'd find IC (or Stuart Little) and me standing in the corridor and checking out our DUMB coll guys (well.. there was nothing like checking out the guys coz they were really DUMB ... but I just felt like writing ;) )</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Yeah.. so we were kinda getting bored and then suddenly I had this wicked grin on my face,IC knew there was something going on in my mind.The next few mins were spent in planning the conspiracy but the problem we were facing was - who would be the "BAKRA" ??</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>All decided, we walked into the classroom and Aha ... there she is , our very own sweet and adorable Vids ( who by the way was busy copying an already copied assignment ). So, with the most innocent expressions on our faces we sat on either side of her and the following conversation took place -</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"><span style="color:#ff6666;">ME :</span> Vids .. busy ?? We need to tell you something.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">VIDS :</span></em> (without lifting her her.. still copying ) <em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Yeah .. keep talking ..</span></em></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6666;">IC :</span> <em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Vids , we heard these CSE guys .. well.. we don't really know them .. but we heard them say u know ... Megs .. tu continue yaar.. I really cant tell her ....</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"><span style="color:#ff6666;">ME :</span> Er... Me ??? No .. Tu bol.. Its not really good ...</span></em></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>[ Finally , this distracts Vids from the assignment and she looks up]</div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6666;">VIDS :</span> <em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Girls , what is it that you are trying to say ?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"><span style="color:#ff6666;">ME :</span> We heard these guys say something they shouldn't have said . Its not good , you see . I wonder what made them say so . I am sorry dear .</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"><span style="color:#ff6666;">IC :</span> Yeah .. N I wish I knew those guys .. couldn't even see their faces</span></em> ( with a disappointed look on her face ) .</div><br /><div>[By now.. Vids seems a lil worried and confused ]</div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"><span style="color:#ff6666;">VIDS :</span> Would just come to the point and tell me straight away what those guys said ?</span></em></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6666;">ME :</span> ( With the most innocent expression ) <em><span style="color:#3333ff;">they called you a</span></em> "<strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">SYMPRA</span></em></strong>".</div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"><span style="color:#ff6666;">VIDS :</span> A what ??</span></em> </div><br /><div><span style="color:#3333ff;"><span style="color:#ff6666;">IC :</span> Yeah .. A <strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">SYMPRA</span></strong> ...</span> </div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6666;">VIDS :</span> [who was all the more confused now.. ] <em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Whats a <span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>SYMPRA</strong></span> ?</span></em></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6666;">IC :</span> <em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Er... <strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">SYMPRA</span></strong> ?? You don't know what a <strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">SYMPRA</span></strong> means ?</span></em></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6666;">ME :</span> <span style="color:#3333ff;"><em>Seriously ??</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6666;">VIDS :</span> <span style="color:#3333ff;"><em>Yeah .. Tats not even a word .. </em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6666;">IC :</span> ( with a sorry face ) <span style="color:#3333ff;"><em>No yaar ... It is .. Now how do we tell you what it means.. I cant.. I really cant . All we can tell you is its really bad ...</em></span> </div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6666;">ME :</span> <em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Hmm.. IC's right .</span></em></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>[This discussion went on for another 2 mins , until she turned to YEDA and asked him ..]</div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6666;">VIDS :</span> <em><span style="color:#3333ff;">oye , what does a <strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">SYMPRA</span></strong> mean ?</span></em></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Well .. he too had no clue what sympra really meant .. And soon, the "SYMPRA" issue spread faster than fire and by evening the whole class was trying to find out what it meant. </div><br /><div>The next day , (with help from Google as well as Oxford dictionary )since everybody had conceded defeat in tracing out the meaning of the word (which we were so confidant about ) , our hard work ( yes.. I call it hard work , coz it was really difficult to control ourselves) was rewarded as YEDA presented us with TEMPTATIONS.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6666;">YEDA :</span> <em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Yeah . So whats <strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">SYMPRA</span></strong> ?</span></em></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6666;">VIDS :</span> <span style="color:#3333ff;"><em>Haan re.. I am really worried now.. I've tried tracking down the guys too <span style="color:#000000;">( which by the way we had provided her with false descriptions )</span> but was unable to ...</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#3333ff;"><em>What is it girls ???</em></span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6666;">IC and ME :</span> <em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Well.. Its actually NOTHING .. and like you said .. its not even a word until now ...</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">It was just another word ( which of course is the innovation of MEGs ) we wanted to fool you with .. but dint know we'd end up fooling majority of the class ... :)</span></em></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Trust me .. we really had to do odd things for the rest of the day to save ourselves from their wrath ... But I would never forget this incident - It was our way of celebrating "All Fools Day" ( April 1st ).</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>That was then .. and now after 5 years since then another April 1st went by ,but this time it was just another ordinary day at work .</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I miss college days . I miss the pranks we played in college . I miss my friends.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>N e ways .. here s wishing all the "SYMPRA"s --- "Happy April Fools Day" !!! </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Note : For who don't know.. I have this weird habit of innovating new words which of course have no meaning in particular - but would eventually be used by all as a regular expression :) )</div><br /><div>Also , my vocabulary of such words is really huge !!!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1589269121072237061.post-70899275025777543922008-03-26T12:07:00.007+05:302008-03-26T13:44:43.766+05:30ROCK IS FOREVER !!Hello.. If you're wondering that the post is about WWF -ROCK .. nope ..you 've got me wrong !!<br />Read it again ...... its not ROCK MUSIC either .....<br /><br />One more chance ---- "<span style="color:#3333ff;">ROCK (Diamond) IS FOREVER !!</span> "<br /><br />Haan... Now you are right !!<br /><br />This month is known for anniversaries (mom n dad ki anniversary ,bhaiya n bhabi(mere dost ke), friends etc.. etc) – and anniversaries means GIFTS !! And then comes the difficult decision abt what to buy your loved ones?<br /><br />So , here’s this post giving u the <strong>BEST TIP</strong> on how to please the “<strong>woman of your dreams</strong>” !!<br />[NOTE : Dad, Mom ne specially aapko dikhane ke liye kaha tha …]<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/R-n2dsoCvzI/AAAAAAAAF58/Ejz1Gsj2AwA/s1600-h/Gift+A+Diamond.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181943836322217778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Je93RDoka3E/R-n2dsoCvzI/AAAAAAAAF58/Ejz1Gsj2AwA/s320/Gift+A+Diamond.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"> [For</span> those who cannot read the caption : Say it with the right rock !! ]</span></p><p>Need I say more ?? Get her the ROCK !!<br /><br /><strong>DISCLAIMER</strong>: (You mean you read all the way down here? You have stamina!)<br /><br />This post is mainly for my “girl-friends” out there , pls do show it to your boyfriend and take advantage. After all tumhara hakh banta hai yaar !!!<br /><br />And to all my “guys – as – friends “ take this add seriously and apni Girl Friend ko khush karo – Mark my words , you’d be in her good books for the rest of your life .. ( tat’s only if you are still alive after buying her one ‘rock') </p><p>And not to forget all those who still have to say it to their beloved - say it using the right rock !! (I wonder when I'd be getting mine..sigh!!)</p><p><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Heera hai sada ke liye</span></strong> ----- So here’s to celebrating your <span style="color:#ff0000;">everlasting Love</span> !!!<br /></p><p>PS : Any more advice , call me !! TRING TRING<br /></p>Meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581932357668470143noreply@blogger.com7