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It's been one helluva week, with us going LIVE with the carols on the three floors last wednesday, the potluck party on monday as well as the rooftop party yesterday! phew!
The carol practice, an hour daily for two weeks, before going LIVE on 24th, was like a breath of fresh air among the otherwise routine office life. Everyday felt like a friday... pure joy!
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It went off real well also, couldn't have gone any other way after the extensive practice i guess, Samy and Christie rocked with the guitars as usual, while ronson rocked as the seconds singer. All of our voices rang loud and clear as we brought to each bay on every floor, the christmassy feeling, never mind the sore throat at the end of it..jpg)
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i haven't really got a chance to miss the carol practice yet, cz our team & the GCD SBU found ways to keep us hooked.
A potluck party organised by the team required everyone to get a food item, making sure we had delicious food at its'authentic best.
The game 'Secret santa'(every1 brings a gift and dumps them in a garbage bag, once your turn comes to pick, you could choose to unwrap a gift or steal what someone else has. A gift can be stolen only twice.) took care of the fun quotient for hours on end, as we wiled away the monday happily!
Gifts involved dvd's of B grade flicks(!!!), calendars, comic books, cd cases, chocolates(lots of that), dinner sets, candles, showpieces, etc. There was a lot of stealing happening as the natural human tendencies took form. Everyone seemed to want what others had, thus rarely ending up with what you originally desired.
Yesterday's rooftop party was good fun, where we gotto see everbody's other side lolzzz, it was good fun as every1 danced and tried to dance, stepped on toes(sorry kunal) and into a trance. Finally when the sensible ones interceded, dinner was had and the last drop home taken.
Like i said, one helluva week!
It is not as mystical as it sounds, but once you see it... Of course, you can never go back to believing that all that you see is all there is. Your perception of Reality as it is gets modified.
See colors around you & people transforms you, because you start wondering what else might be, that i do not see? Could Guardian angels, fairies & mermaids be real? ... as real as us at least, maybe just living in another reality...
I researched a bit on how to observe aura colors and guess what, the following day when I was sitting idle at home, I tried the exercise I had read about and saw the color of my aura!
It was crystal in color!
It’s a very intriguing experience and makes you realize that the universe has a whole different side to it, one that can’t be directly seen and that ‘life’ as we call it, might actually be a transitory illusion.…
To see:
- Hold your hand about 15 - 20 cms away from your eyes.
- Make sure you have a plain neutral background (ideally white) so you can see the exact color and lighting should not be too bright/too dim. Try near balcony/window, wherever natural light flows in.
- Narrow your vision, defocus your eyes and begin to notice the space around your hand. Gently hold and get used to that defocus but don't strain your eyes or tense your eyes or forehead.
- Concentrate! You need a gentle, steady un-focus; it is similar to day-dreaming. In other words, look at your hand and day-dream while noticing the space around your hand, you will start to lose focus while holding on to it.
- Look at this spot for 30 to 60 seconds or longer. After 30 seconds analyze surroundings with your peripheral vision (from the corner of your eye), while still looking at the same spot. Continuing the concentration is most important. Resist temptation to look around.
You should see that the background nearby the person is brighter and has a DIFFERENT color than the background further away. This is your own perception of the Aura.
The longer you concentrate, the better you will see it. Remember, concentration on one spot increases your sensitivity by accumulating the effect of the Aura vibration reaching your eyes.
Initially, you may become aware of distortions or waves - looking like a clear mist like the fumes petrol gives off initially.
As you focus in on these, you may pick up on the colors.
Note: When you need to blink, do so, or it will cause your eyes to tense and water. Blink normally and quickly without changing focus, and do not become preoccupied with it. It may cause the aura to disappear for a second, but it will reappear quickly if you stay relaxed and hold your focus.
There is a reason for this strange un-focus. Your outer field of vision is many times more sensitive than the focused area is. Have you ever seen a movement, out of the corner of your eye, only to turn and see nothing there? What you may have seen is an aura building up from something and your outer field of vision has detected it.
Non-living things have stronger aura’s than living beings, so you can try with books, idols etc first, it is better if the idol you choose fascinates you as you will be able to think about it and day-dream while noticing the space around it.
It takes practice to see the human aura, so don't be disappointed if you fail, or see very little, the first few times you try. If you managed to see the auric colors of the books, idols you can learn to see the human aura.
Using this training method stimulates the forehead chakra, which is responsible for this ability. With use, it will grow in strength, and become progressively easier to do.
The same exercise can be applied to seeing auras around people. You'll be surprised at what you might notice. Read more.
If I hear one more time that kids nowadays are so smart, they never made them like that in our ‘time’, I am going to puke and mind you I am talking about teenagers and twenty something’s talking like the oldies.
My response to such remarks is just that there were plenty of smart kids in my ‘time’; I just wasn’t one of them.
So the question I am leading up to is, by crediting the smarter kids to the changing times, are you in a way pacifying yourself that it’s okay; you weren’t that smart a kid?
Is it the kids or is this really all about you?
i chanced upon this video of a 'Smart Dog Who Doesn't Like Water' from The Ellen Degeneres Show. Check it out!
I’ve heard this ‘I am a cat/dog person’ comment so much that it makes me wonder how animals can differentiate people into two categories – The Cat people and The Dog people, just like that!
I find it even more difficult to comprehend as I happen to love them only at the zoo. That said, I do have this warm feeling for the dogs while cats seem too self-centered to me.
Anyway Lalita iyer, (the HT writer I am a big fan of) has an interesting take on this. She claims guys tend to love cats because of similar characteristics (read lazy) and women, the perennial multi-taskers bond with the dogs better. Cool, eh
She's a darn cool writer and is so good at what she does that after I read her food column on baking cakes, ‘Bake, bhai bake’, I actually made an edible chocolate cake. She just made it sound ‘oh-so-easy’ that I shopped for ingredients the same day and shocked the family on the next.
Back to cats and dogs, Ellen degeneres actually had a mock poll (which people took very seriously, wonder why they get so personal about pets) on her show, for the Best Pet, no prizes for guessing who the top contenders ended up being!
Love is most certainly blind; I’ve noticed the formation of strange couples all through college life.
It’s induced (yes it can be induced), both by suffocating an insecure person with your presence, as well as by controlled visibility and being an assuring presence to a secure person.
There is a third way that which intrigues me, which I just don’t understand, when it just happens, just clicks!
I hope to fall in the third category and even more hopefully, the aforementioned blindness won’t infect me!
The other day Jupiter, Venus and the moon arranged themselves in a spectacular fashion so as to smile benevolently at us, our friends in the west were not so lucky as they had to made do with a frown.
Here are some pics.
Enjoy!
And here's the frown the americans saw, No wonder they weren't as excited.
Amazing, huh!
Life is too short to wake up with regrets.
Love the ones who treat you right.
Forget about the ones who don’t.
Believe everything happens for a reason.
If you get a second chance, grab it with both hands. If it changes your life, let it.
Nobody said life would be easy.
They just promised it would be worth it.
My colleagues and me were eyeing the newly introduced Tandoori pizza's at Papa John's for a while.
So one not so fine day, we ventured in to avail of the Papa John's Introductory offer for the new Tandoori Pizzas - Buy One Medium pizza and get 'pizza for one' (more like 'pizza for one kid', they left that out somehow) free!!!
I was having a good time, but then we ate at Papa John's.
I am entirely at blame, got enticed by their tandoori pizzas which looked so good on paper, how do they do that? Snap some other pizza? Or take a close-up of the teeny tiny pizzas they offer?
Take this: The tandoori paneer and tandoori chicken looked exactly the same with negligible amounts of chicken/ paneer respectively and with large doses of tomato, onion, corn… (screams)was more like an halfcooked utappam than a pizza.
The big red chillies, I thought, would be a saving grace, adding spice to the sad ordeal, but apparently that was too much to ask, the chillies were actually sour!!!(never seen that happen before, hence the special mention)
Quantity is less too, (that could be a good thing in retrospect) with the regular (normally 7-inches), they call it ‘pizza for one’ here (more like 'pizza for one kid', rolling eyes), being smaller than 6-inches and medium (normally 10-inches) being about 8-inches here.
The paneer is white by the way, my veggie friends seemed to have a problem with that, I can still hear them say: 'if it’s tandoori, it’s gotto be red'.
They have a point actually, after all we eat out even for the frills.
Like Saif said in the movie Salaam Namaste (wow, m quoting movies now) that: The wife is like ‘ghar ka khana’, when people are eating out, they expect a mistress.
(Saif played a Chef+Hotel Owner in the movie, that should take care of your wild imagination)
So the same day, I ordered the Chicken Bonanza from smoking joe’s (it doesn’t get better than that, very juicy chicken… mouth watering really) which finally satiated my pizza craving.
The terror attacks have left a scar for sure, I feared going to the gateway of anger (like the news channels put it) to avoid any possible repercussions, if the terrorists turned up there too.
The govt too must have feared for the people there as they have imposed section 144 in Mumbai, i.e no more than 4 people can assemble at a time.
Though nothing can really be said about them put that into action, as the smoking ban which was imposed similarly is more like a joke with policemen sharing ciggies with the civilans.
Terror attacks in the city have been numbing more than anything. Nobody expected them to strike so soon.
One is safe nowhere, neither in the trains nor in the five star hotels. Before I feel ready to go to work, I will have to face a chilling truth and admit to myself that my life might not end the way I want it to.
I don’t want people to believe that they are avenging some injustice by causing more harm. I feel like addressing the terrorists, counseling them and most importantly listening to them and their grievances.
I think they just want to be heard and understood. Their attacks are more like kids’ tantrums to get his mothers’ attention than anything else.
In our search for a sophisticated motive, we overlook the ones that come naturally to us.
Though i don't know how such completely brainwashed minds can be shown the light of day, it still looks better to me than war which seems to be in the offing, what with all proof pointing only one way.
I don't know what is not to like about it!
I am feeling constrained to write about this after having heard time and again from ppl who have been dissapointed by the candyfloss flick.
They seem to have a problem with its frivolity, but then again what did they expect, considering the movie features two very masculine guys playing gay for crying out loud!!!
Okay Abhishek was way too convincing as the effeminate one, so what? Let the man play what comes naturally to him and lets give him credit for actually having more than one expression on his face this time (reference: Drona) and john was expressionless, none not even one.
Priyanka clearly stole the show for me, both acting and did i mention looks wise(Stunning clothes, make-up, accesories and of course body!!!) , playing the part to perfection.
The movie made for a great visual(read priyanka, john, cadilacs, miami, Abhi who?) .
I am feeling constrained to write about this after having heard time and again from ppl who have been dissapointed by the candyfloss flick.
They seem to have a problem with its frivolity, but then again what did they expect, considering the movie features two very masculine guys playing gay for crying out loud!!!
Okay Abhishek was way too convincing as the effeminate one, so what? Let the man play what comes naturally to him and lets give him credit for actually having more than one expression on his face this time (reference: Drona) and john was expressionless, none not even one.
Priyanka clearly stole the show for me, both acting and did i mention looks wise(Stunning clothes, make-up, accesories and of course body!!!) , playing the part to perfection.
The movie made for a great visual(read priyanka, john, cadilacs, miami, Abhi who?) .
All in all, you get your moneys' worth!
I've seen people aspiring to achieve some delusional standard of beauty... refusing food all the time to keep up the facade of perfection.
Anyone who doesn't follow these norms is as if not expected to feel beautiful even if they do feel good about who they are, that is when it came to me... Is this obsession really calorie consciousness? or fear of not being perfect?
Is it about taking care of your body? or about fitting in? being accepted?
Anyone who doesn't follow these norms is as if not expected to feel beautiful even if they do feel good about who they are, that is when it came to me... Is this obsession really calorie consciousness? or fear of not being perfect?
Is it about taking care of your body? or about fitting in? being accepted?
Yesterday, I was reminded why I watch desperate housewives...
When the episode ended, the narrator said:
What people are most afraid of are not Gruesome masks, not Giant spiders and Huge Monsters, what people are most afraid of is their own terrifying questions, and...
The camera pans on every leading lady;
Bree: did I do the right thing?;
Susan: is he really unhappy?;
Eedie: Has the chance for true love passed me by?
and then the camera pans on
Lynette: (who has just got the news that after months of extensive chemotherapy, he cancer is finally gone): We see her watching her kids sleep from the hallway
... the only way we survive these terrifying fears is by knowing, What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger.
Hey... just cleared SCJP with a 77% ... feels like a big load has been lifted off my head... like i have finally completed my responsibility or something, so it's great ... m reading this great book from on The Art of Strategy by Partha Bose who has used the life of Alexander The Great, yeah the conqueror of most of india as a reference point to grant insight into the world of strategy...n picked up this book by u guessed it Mario Puzo, The fourth K, 1st few K's are supposed to be the Kennedy's... yeah doesnt sound too awesome but picked it up jus cz its a puzo, if he's even half as good as he was when he wrote The Godfather, The Last Don , The Sicilian and Omerta... it's well worth a read.
i loved this poem, its from helium.com
I am mad about you and mad at you.
Mad at you for thousand reasons and no-reasons,
For not knowing, I am mad at you,
For not believing, I am mad about you!
What shall I offer with this heart and nothing?
I have neither riches nor a promise of many years,
I have little time that I want to spend with you,
So little is this desire.
Give me the words that can do this Impossible .
Give me the courage to show you my dreams.
I am your forgotten victory for a thousand years...
Claim or destroy.
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