tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5123299294543901272024-02-07T03:16:10.577-08:00All that you wanted to knowIt Is All I Ever Wanted To Say.... :)stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.comBlogger96125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-45546357911590289592017-04-04T12:59:00.001-07:002017-04-04T13:09:16.862-07:00Judgemental Talks and Perception!
"So when did you land?", he asked, wiping off the sweat on his forehead.
" Two days ago, for ten days", I said panting for breath. "Water,please"
"You have become more lazy with time. Here" he said, I barely saved myself from getting hit on the face. "Run quick"
I nodded and tried to follow his pace. He was too fast, I was finding it too difficult to even move ahead.
I shouted "Time out bro!stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-27963232948107027162016-08-13T02:52:00.000-07:002016-08-13T02:52:54.687-07:00Passion- The Lights Will guide you Home!
One day it will all make sense, they said.
I didnt publish for long, I had a lot in drafts though. I didnt know if I was heading right. I didnt know where my choices would lead, or may be it was just me who wasnt confident about self. I just couldnt pull out of things. You could say health, finance, what I actually wanted to do, relationships, places, people, perspectives, and one last thing stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-53103142121635119482016-04-16T23:51:00.000-07:002016-04-16T23:51:09.327-07:00The Saunterer's Quest
'Hey so you are the love, that they all long for'
The lonely saunterer's soul yelled out
At the little red bubble that flew by.
Yes, I'd say, but you need to believe,
For half of your kind thinks I'm hard to find,
The bestowed ones fathom trouble to bind
The paces of the former quickened, beats pulsed,
'So you hold the key to my happiness?'
The eyes surged ahead explicit with all plight.
Lovestihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-69605907360869079342015-11-30T00:56:00.000-08:002015-12-22T01:00:50.676-08:00Raging Rays of the dawn
And then you see that, just like when the morning sun starts pouring down your usual joggers trek. The journey seems dull and lifeless at the start, with darkness all around and your unwillingness to move. Then you begin to step ahead, you feel better; take a few steps more you feel like you can survive. Then just when you are about to give up saying that this normalcy is going to depress stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-17717432799834613442015-09-05T00:54:00.000-07:002015-12-22T00:55:06.019-08:00For those facing the Storm Ahead!
Now not that I didn’t get adisclaimer about all this, as I entered the 23-25 age group. Being a girl,minus any relationship/boyfriend worth fighting for, is like a challenge in itself I guess. The word better put- Arranged marriage.
Don’t get me wrong- I am not withfancy notions saying that how can a person in this century go for somethinglike arranged marriage- A guy chosen by stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-33186168871379740922015-06-29T00:53:00.000-07:002015-12-22T00:53:47.157-08:00Sober Thoughts & Perfect Match!
Could traces of delight draw lines of empathy, I wonder.
Basking down the dim-lit lane, flashes of light brought in fleeting memories as well. Sometimes of distress, sometimes smiles, but mostly memories. Ah, and dreams. One can never forget the dreams, aint it? No matter how hard you break down, those little wishes, still keep the life in you. Its ridiculous, we human proclaim that westihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-70409748327740553122015-04-26T09:45:00.001-07:002015-04-26T09:45:22.656-07:00Compassion- The lost Emotion!
One thing that never stops amazing me is – People. I
seriously don’t get the plot in their heads, like you go about saying you
understand the importance of relationships. You tell me, if I had a
boyfriend/girlfriend, Ill fight it all out, Ill make them the happiest and what
not? You tell me you long for someone who chooses to be by your side, remember
chooses- it’s a choice they make. You tell stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-38329470421076426932014-12-28T09:33:00.002-08:002014-12-28T09:33:37.869-08:00The Traversed Lane- 2014 in Words!
So three days for 2014 to wrap up. Have been reading 2013, 2012, 2011 and in fact 2009 reviews before deciding to pen this one.
It absolutely isn't easy as you go down, aint it? As I was mentioning to one of my pals before, when I was 18 something, I read a book which stated that 'As you grow up, your friend list might increase, but the number of friends whom you can actually trust goes stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-48772670792832451612014-06-26T04:15:00.001-07:002014-06-26T04:15:14.838-07:00Desperate Prayers
Who knows what lies across the bend.
I hope its just not the end,
For the heart that bleeds never speaks,
Its just so low and never leaks,
The one that wounds it lies so strong,
The one that is wounded feels so wrong,
The heart that bleeds has a frown,
The heart that bled it wears a crown.
Oh, is it even so fair to be bled,
After all the tears that I shed,
I thought things would stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-84885191963387285792014-05-23T14:24:00.001-07:002014-05-23T14:24:22.414-07:00Girls and Mechanical Engineering
I had posted this as a response to a question in Quora: 'Why are majority of mechanical engineers men and not women?'
This was my reply:
When I read this I literally had this voice in my head "Been there, done that".
Yes, it is very true that women do not opt mechanical engineering in large numbers. Frankly I met some 10 + girls among the many places I went during the course of my engineeringstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-49037735627637151502014-05-11T03:01:00.002-07:002014-05-11T03:01:19.645-07:00IS ENGINEERING A WRONG CHOICE?
Every time these high school results are published, I find a particular sector of people speaking against engineering. I just wanted to pen a few thoughts of mine down.
IS ENGINEERING A WRONG CHOICE?
Definitely no, and in fact I guess even the others would agree to it at some point of time. Engineering is a popular choice frankly. This popularity which should have been a boon, became a bane. stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-56063345414377067412014-04-23T00:07:00.001-07:002014-04-23T00:07:19.124-07:00A move called Masters.
So, ever since I came over to UK, my blog has become literally dead. I thought I would just give it a jolt today.
What makes one move ahead in life, is of course, the urge to live. The urge to live for someone or the urge to live in order to see your dreams come true. The urge with the hope that tomorrow turns out to be better than yesterday. So, again this post is purely for those who wantstihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-46219438768553830982014-03-01T03:25:00.000-08:002014-03-01T03:30:05.153-08:00That's our Relationship!!
I had been missing this weather, the warmth seemed to burn out all the stress inside. I was basking in the light, seemed like a distant dream.
It had been three long years since I stepped into this city, I missed my city to bits. Ah, but there is your work that takes you to places :)
Once I closed my eyes, there was a fast slideshow of all the moments that passed by, my college life, stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-24521195204379894392013-12-28T13:40:00.004-08:002013-12-28T13:40:51.804-08:00The Lucky 13: My year in words!!
The best of whatever had to be bestowed in my life was probably sent in this year.
Needless
to say the best moment this year was undoubtedly this June 14- I
finally got my first degree- Bachelors in Engineering-Automobile
Engineering- So finally came down to Er.Swathi B.E. Waiting for the day
when Er. becomes Dr. again :P Passion to learn is an addiction!
Addiction to learning stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-74541223541543564802013-12-28T10:33:00.001-08:002013-12-28T10:33:32.662-08:00Friendzoned?
"Why is it we always fall for our best friends? Is it because we
know we can trust them? Is it because we know them so well? Is it
because of the way they know exactly whats going on in our heads? Or is
it because they are there any day, anytime, anywhere without the promise
of kisses, intimate touches or whispered sentiments of love? I think we
love them because they are there when there stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-37804227232464764262013-10-26T14:59:00.001-07:002013-10-26T14:59:33.101-07:00From the age of sign languages to smiley languages.
It is really a great art to communicate effectively and put forth things, just the way you mean or think. As we move down the lane of life, we get better at communication- is our perception. But is that the truth? Sadly no!
I think it is better to revert back to sign languages rather than smiley language! For once no human being could decipher the code behind all the whatsapp and other such stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-18987841836342240832013-06-04T01:01:00.002-07:002013-06-04T01:03:49.192-07:00Nobody want to see us together
The surrounding world is eavesdropping on our doors,
Thinking that today we will settle all the old scores!
But it is these people whom we really deplore,
Why can't they let things be at wayward shore?
We come over, take a tour of the moments elapsed,
While they calculate that every thing has collapsed,
Why is it that I feel time has a bit relapsed,
Or are these my memories death traps!
Movestihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-47335944686658159852013-05-04T02:32:00.001-07:002013-05-04T02:43:05.192-07:00Diary of an Engineer!
Have your ever had a dream like a dream that you would do anything to see it for real, a dream that is like only yours, a dream too good to be true? Engineering was mine <3 span=""></3>
September
13TH 2009 will always be a very memorable day for me. My first
surprise birthday party at home. My school friends had organized it, it was
kind of a fare-well, since I was starting the same day night stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-61605439545003135282013-03-28T06:04:00.001-07:002013-03-28T06:05:24.911-07:00Why so Low Tonight
They all fall down, they all get up,
So why are you felling low tonight?
It isn't worth a little tear, Just burst your heart out,
What happened was your fear, so just let it all go out!
Yet remember that life is at times fair, if not always,
Today you'v had your share, their's in the future lies.
Pull yourself from these rags, they aint worth a penny,
Your attitude is the only lag,stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-53335121724621786352013-03-24T03:23:00.000-07:002013-03-24T03:23:21.322-07:00Insecurities and life
Why does it have to
be this way? To feel so low about yourself, when out there there at people
envying to step in your shoes. To the
exterior way the glam and glitter of all the laurels and accolades to shine
bright, so much that people turn their faces away in the glitz of it, what
embraces at the end of the day is deep felt loneliness. Scare. To fail, it
never changes does it? New stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-21141833599244268092013-01-17T23:50:00.002-08:002013-01-17T23:52:47.571-08:00Find your Priceless Parrot!
Have you heard that story- The story that the life of a
prosperous king was in a parrot? Have you ever felt how a dog could die when
his master attains his abode? Is that attachment subconscious, don’t they ever feel
bad?
They do feel bad. Inside all of us, is a heart that does
feel. We all have a life- intricately blended with jubilance and sorrow. We
soar in our dreams yet we sometimes are stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-7122757470063637822013-01-08T05:48:00.004-08:002013-01-08T05:59:03.304-08:00Words- An Ignored Bliss
Once there lived leaders who influenced people, by appealing them with their strong words. Now most of them are using it as a free tool of publicity.
Has the decade really come? When words seem useless, you don't realize the importance of it.. "Pen is mightier than sword" they said. Because killing people took just a minute, but making them realise their mistakes through words, stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-9129563517874018002012-11-01T05:18:00.001-07:002012-12-28T20:07:53.724-08:00Beatings of a broken heart!
She was walking up and down the stair case. She couldn't take it for long. The realisation had finally dawned on her. He was gone. Gone, forever. What she had feared the worst had happened. It was dawning to her. She needn't have to call him, leave him texts or think about when they are going to meet next or what she had to gift him.
What had happenend she didn't understand. 'Another girl? Mystihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-425902738084942472012-10-25T04:33:00.000-07:002012-10-25T04:33:00.975-07:00Ramblings...
Saw the redwood tree by the lake,
Reminding me of all the mistakes..
Remember the times when life was fun?
Remember the times when pain hurt less?
Remember the times when love was a dream?
Remember the times when joy was in a scream?
Now its coming down all over,
I would do anything to have it all over,
Musing memories just might hover,
But just makes me even more sober..
Remember the times stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-512329929454390127.post-43987852511027346772012-10-14T02:03:00.001-07:002012-10-14T02:03:42.324-07:00Trust... Crumpled?
So all I am here to do is pen upon Trust..
Once Crumpled, Can Never Be Perfect Again- Truth or Myth?
Quite often one comes across this picture in social networking sites: ( I couldn't get it, putting the extract alone..)
"On interviewing a couple who had lived together for the maximum time together, asking as to how they used to tackle their misunderstandings and get over their issues, stihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07404485230127510558noreply@blogger.com0