I lost my baby
What can be more unhappy?
What a mom I am
Don't even remember it's name!
no...I didn't have a secret lover whose child I bore!!
Its an idea that I lost....I know many who fancy themselves as writers can understand exactly how I must be feeling.
It was just before lunch today that I thought nobody could stop me from winning the Nobel prize for literature now...what a brilliant idea it was!( hey, what's wrong in dreaming?).But before I yielded to my literary urges I gave in to my gastronomical demands.
The less-than-ordinary lunch in the hostel mess, a 'hi' here and a 'bye' there took me away from my "baby"....and before I realised I had forgotten all about writing it.The thought had got drowned in the violent red of Ram Singh's curry.
By the time I came back to my room the site of my study table reminded me of the "brilliant idea" I had left unattended, unprotected by the covers of my diary....."drats! now I can't even recall the title I had intended to give to my unwritten poem!"
I tried hard...I tried everything...recalling each and every thought that had passed through my mind since morning...I even untied my hair, burried my head in my pillow, was in a position anyone could have mistaken for a yogasana...hehe....but it didn't tumble out of my brain.
I know it's there,.. still there....hope it can, someday, come out of the tangles of my neurons!
Friday, July 18, 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
come'on Rafa!
Did everyone witness what happened in the centre court of All England's club this year?
This year's Wimbledon Gentlemen's final, between lord-of-the-grass Roger Federer and the clay master Rafael Nadal, was a page written in Wimbledon history- longest final match ever .It gave one a peek into the historic final match between the then defending champion Bjorn Borg and John McEnroe, but much faster and more powerful a game.
Even Nature was in her elements, so were the players, the raging bull from Spain versus (arguably) the finest player modern tennis has seen.The players matched their skills point-by-point, only one wished Roger had played a stronger game. For a while fans feared the grass-king would go down to Nadal in straight sets, but he suddenly picked up his game to stretch the match to become a five-setter which lasted almost five hours.
The rain-interrupted match saw a much improved game from Nadal, who went on to take a bite of success , quite literally, as he went on to win the match and bit his trophy in his trademark style.Nadal had won 6-4, 6-4, 6-7, 6-7, 9-7.
I, for one, had always had my loyalty been torn between Federer and Nadal, but this time the tennis fan in me couldn't have asked for more. Now am ready to cheer for the crowned prince of tennis as he goes on to become the world number one and my heart will only say......."Rafa, hubba, hubba!"
This year's Wimbledon Gentlemen's final, between lord-of-the-grass Roger Federer and the clay master Rafael Nadal, was a page written in Wimbledon history- longest final match ever .It gave one a peek into the historic final match between the then defending champion Bjorn Borg and John McEnroe, but much faster and more powerful a game.
Even Nature was in her elements, so were the players, the raging bull from Spain versus (arguably) the finest player modern tennis has seen.The players matched their skills point-by-point, only one wished Roger had played a stronger game. For a while fans feared the grass-king would go down to Nadal in straight sets, but he suddenly picked up his game to stretch the match to become a five-setter which lasted almost five hours.
The rain-interrupted match saw a much improved game from Nadal, who went on to take a bite of success , quite literally, as he went on to win the match and bit his trophy in his trademark style.Nadal had won 6-4, 6-4, 6-7, 6-7, 9-7.
I, for one, had always had my loyalty been torn between Federer and Nadal, but this time the tennis fan in me couldn't have asked for more. Now am ready to cheer for the crowned prince of tennis as he goes on to become the world number one and my heart will only say......."Rafa, hubba, hubba!"
Thursday, July 10, 2008
If at first you don't succeed, try, try,try again...
This is my second attempt.
nah! am not talking about UPSC exams. Well...this is my second attempt at starting my own blog.
What stopped me the first time round?...it was just the thought of spending (read, wasting) time writing and maintaining a blog, but more was the thought that I'ld have to write on a compulsion of making my blog updated( this being just one of the many manifestations of my hatred towards compulsions, forced boundaries....lets talk about this sometime later). But what the heck! There are people who post on their blogs once a year....I can write as much or as little as I want!!
The major thrust came from my having to spend whole days working on a summer project, right here, in front of the computer- the door to my dream blog.Resisting the urge to write has been futile and time-consuming( I need lesser time to write a thing than to try to desist and put it out of my mind)
So, here I go again....on my second attempt...am not talking about UPSC exams, man!
nah! am not talking about UPSC exams. Well...this is my second attempt at starting my own blog.
What stopped me the first time round?...it was just the thought of spending (read, wasting) time writing and maintaining a blog, but more was the thought that I'ld have to write on a compulsion of making my blog updated( this being just one of the many manifestations of my hatred towards compulsions, forced boundaries....lets talk about this sometime later). But what the heck! There are people who post on their blogs once a year....I can write as much or as little as I want!!
The major thrust came from my having to spend whole days working on a summer project, right here, in front of the computer- the door to my dream blog.Resisting the urge to write has been futile and time-consuming( I need lesser time to write a thing than to try to desist and put it out of my mind)
So, here I go again....on my second attempt...am not talking about UPSC exams, man!
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