a journey i wish i could go on with

but then there are home coming

even the traffic announcement says so

a journey i so want to continue

but then u gotta take breaks

love, hate, disappointment, hope, mixed in a bag or a bottle

it really dont matter

as long as you can go on

and practice to live

and practice so many other things

why cant for a day i just sit around

and enjoy nothing?

too far fetched?

well thats coz u work and earn money

what a weekend

in laws ruled

both from my side and her side

a b'day celebration right on park street , cutting yummy flury's cake

singing aloud in front of musicworld

having the good ol sizzler at peter cat

Sunday meant travelling back to memories and a place called mama bari

now more mashirbari

met up old faces, touched those feet, had loads of sweets

listened to mesho sing

got gifts and played underarm cricket after a long long time

described to her what are unreserved seats in local trains, and helped her to stand a little dangerously close to the gate and feel the gush of wind

good old sealdah, ganga and dakshineshwar made it a full circle

only the travelling was too much after getting used to 15 minutes travelling to office everyday

but then ain't weekends suppose to be a lot of catching up?

personally and in law fully?

jog run walk

my wife always talk about these three words

even today morning she was this half emotional ..oh u don't listen to what i say ..kind of mood

actually i want to practice these three words

coz i love walking..and am not just saying it sweetheart

its deep within that i belive in it

and love getting into sizes which i don fit in

or bend over when ur lying on my lap and kiss u

want to do all that

but alas when i open my eys early morning and see u sleeping in such acute way..i feel why shud i miss this moment aint she cute

lemme hold on so i stay back where i was

now don say its another excuse

whai if???

i always have this habit of wondering what if....
and it began today with the person sitting opposite my desk..my colleague, buddy...
he was sad, down, irritated and was deeply engrossed into the screen of his laptop...i ignored ..cos that's him everyday..overworked...overtensed...thats a totally different story..but today i found out its cos he cudn't log in to his facebook!!
and he even checked it from my comp..still no help...called up his another friend took help...no improvement
later sometime..it started working..and few seconds back he even asked how to arrange his albums

talking about him to another colleague of mine..no bitching..i realised how things have changed
we get worried if we can't chat over g-talk
or scrap on orkut
or log in to facebook
or do something else on something another website
social networking has got a totally new meaning
virtual ids the today's real
great way to steal moments from working hours
but how did we really socialise in the yester years?
called up over phone
fixed a date and time
voila ...socialising made simple
but then we cudn't cover the distance we do while logging into our accounts
yet things were so real
or is it ?
am confused
and need a break
lemme catchup wats new in facebook!!

radio station

so many things happen
people go live
it's awake all night
sets your mood
makes you feel good with the goodies
dedications, request, we listen to all of you
and few lakhs listen to all of us
we are the radio people
few and privileged
we know what's behind the unseen
or the unheard
people get unsocial coz they work in radio
miss appointments
have fights back home with wife, girlfriends, family
yet they love doing what they do
i call it radio activity
blabbering to many
but well researched to us
songs to others but themes to us
we celebrate, we mourn, we excite, we set the mood, we make you feel nostalgic, we create the theatre of mind
and all for nothing from your pocket, it comes with your mobile, or the old radio set in the pan ki dukan or it being played in the bus or the cab on your way back to home, office, etc.
love, fun, feeling good, calling up , requesting makes us closer to reality
but we have a life of our own
which is real and live ..no faking..no make ups....no lights..no cameras..it's radio..it's local , topical and relevant...radio isn't ga ga...it's just like a habit you grew up with...remember the days when there was no television, radio thrived...and today radio peopel are smiling a lot ...coz FM has brought back those days in a new bottle ...for young and old 24 X 7...radio rocks

inspiration

why am i here?

no not that eternal question for mankind

no philosophical yak yak

am here coz a friend inspired me to be here

she runs a home, and works her a*# out yet she blogs very well

and am an addict of her blogs

and i thought why can't I?

so sitting in this 22 degrees in the radio studio...

i created my second blog

the first one i forgot the link and the user id and password ....too many thigs to remember

inspiration i guess never requires a speech

always the actions

votes, election, never inspires but a friend does

campaigns asking you to vote, not to vote, elect the right candidate

never inspires you to vote

even the hot bods or the cute face who reads out scritps and add to their protfolio of being socially aware

but a friend does with mere words in a blog

so this one is purely like24 carat poop as we discussed during the lunch break ...is like 24 carat dedicated to the friend and the inspiration