Mobile talk

I really liked my new Nokia 6030 Mobile. So much, that I keep staring at it for hours together :) So as I was exploring my mobile world, I got to know that I had 187 contacts in the sim memory and 32 contacts in the phone memory.
Thought of dedicating one sentence that is right now going through my mind, to a lucky few in the address book. No names, give a try if you can, in spotting whats for whom ! its great if you feel and find your sentence in here and relate it to either you or whoever :p. Browsing my phone book starting from 'A' ....

I wish I could spend a day playing cricket with all you guys, Missing you every moment :(
Your finance is a real gem. Lucky you, take care of both of you.
I guess, the person you love , really likes you; take a chance, take your time.
You are a definite character, have a lot to learn from you, I can say you are Mr.Perfect.
I know, the person you really like needs time; take your time.
I care for you you. Hence, I have to be a pessimist. But will always be happy for you.
I wish you are reading this, it is hard being me.
I liked you for what you were more than anything, don't know If I loath you now.
I really liked you once. Wish you good luck.
I hope there is hope, I don't feel it is infatuation.
I am loving each and every bit of you. Can't say why I do not love you.
You are 93% perfect, would have married you if I wrote 100%
I am getting to know more about you, you are a smart one.
I am getting to know you, I wish you had more time.
I hate what you do to yourself. I love what you are.
You have this uncanny ability to act, and also have the intuitive recognition as to when to act.
I miss the insanity in you. I miss you.
I miss you too. I miss the fun and those blade jokes.
I wish you succeed. I will see you soon.

For the rest plenty, I do care, not in a traditional way and I thank you for being in my mobile :)
p.s. each line is for a different person.

Happy Mother's day

Got up on the wrong side of my bed , snuggled out of my blankets with the cramps in my neck still refusing to abate, got grouched at the paper boy for waking me up, to collect his monthly bill at this odd hour, It was no time to wake up on a clumsy Sunday morning, as early as 9.30 huh!. I then Realized that this was a day that I had bookmarked in my mind to wish my Mom a very happy Mothers day. Called her up after scolding at myself for being so unfortunate not to be with her this time around as well, like on her Birthday the last time. The routine thoughts that normally aroused on weekends, to do something useful in life, disappeared as soon as they sparkled, and by the time I realized that its 5 PM already. Talked to a few of my good friends, Played caroms, solved some enigmatic puzzles and sudoku, watched some routine stupid stuff on TV. I thought what better way to spend Mother’s Day than learning something new about the lady of the hour, So I came up with some fill-in-the-blanks to ask my Mom.

Mom ...
I’m giving up my name and nicknames, so from now on I’d like you all to call me ________
What’s the longest stretch I’ve ever gone without sleeping, in hours?
I may not be perfect, but everyone knows I’m excellent at ________
The strangest thing I’ve ever eaten is ________
Next year is the year I’m going to learn how to ________
The day you felt proud of me (if at all) is _________
The day you felt bad about me (if at all) is _________
I used to hate ________, but now I love it.
I would have been a ________ , If I were a born baby girl.
You want me to get rid of ________

May be I would be asked the same questions on some father's day in future, by my children :D

Are you searching for a reason to be kind ?

Its pleasant to hear. Its alleviation of pains in the heart. Its a soothing solace. Its charmingly simple and serene. It's a pastoral legends striking tune. Rehman has proved himself time and again that there is no match to his strings.
This time it has a reason attached, A.R. Rehman sung this esthetically exquisite song for Nokia India's charity project 'Pray for me, brother' which is the UN Theme song for poverty alleviation mission. This tune definitely creates magic in the hearts of any music lover.

Pray For Me Brother
Composed by A.R.Rehman
Lyrics by Blaaze
Singers: A.R.Rehman and Blaaze

Pray for me brother
Pray for me brother
Pray for me sister
Are you searchin’….
Pray for me brother

Lookin’ for the answers, To all the questions in my life
Will I be alone, Will you be there, by my side
Is it something he said, Is it something he did,I wonder why
He is searchin’ For the answers
To stay alive

Could you ever listen could you ever care to speak your mind
Only for a minute for only one moment,in time
The joy is around us but show me the love,That we must find
Are you searchin’ For a reason...
to be kind, to be kind…
He said Pray for me brother
Pray for me brother
Pray for me sister
Pray for me brother

Say what you wanna say now,But keep your hearts open
Be what you wanna be now,Let’s heal the confusion
Pray for me brother

Don’t let me take When you don’t wanna give
Don’t be afraid Just let me live
Don’t let me take when you don’t wanna give
Don’t be afraid
Say what you wanna say now But keep your hearts open
Be what you wanna be now Let’s heal the confusion
Pray for me brother
Pray for me brother
I’m ashamed ah, brother be dying of poverty
when he down on his knees its only then he prays
And it’s a shame ah, brother be dying of ignorance
cos the world is a trip and everybody’s a hypocrite
Need to stop ah , taking a look at the other
I’m not ashamed of poverty
need to be making his life better
So think about it, think about it once more
coz life is a blessing and it’s not just a show, ah

Round and round the world is spinning around
We need to be singing a prayer, we need to be singing it now
Round and round the world is turning around
We need to be singing a prayer, we need to be singing it now
Need to be feeling the power, need to be feeling the faith
We need to coming together just to win this race
Need to be feeling the power, need to be feeling the faith
We need to coming together just to win this race

Are you searching for a reason to be kind?

A story called ORKUT

"Orkut". My first meeting with this word was in 2nd year of graduation, when one of my friends from Pilani exclaimed saying " You are still not on Orkut ?" with a pitying look usually reserved for endangered animals. I wondered if I was missing something in life! Strange thoughts arose in my brain asking myself if I was so lame not to have known about some thing that is so very obvious for every one else or was I an educated nescient not to have known if he was speaking English, when he said "Orkut". "How ancient can you get?" said my conscience. Later, I was sent an invite to create a profile in this "about to become famous community". Stung by his critical tone I went online that very day and fashioned a new identity for myself on a site whose meaning I still don't know. It took me a while to study and know something about what actually Orkut was. Though I had a profile created, I was playing a spectator instead of a full-fledged addicted Orkut user for 2 years, attributed to the availability of internet facilities at college those days and the minuscule number of friends I had online to interact with. The saga of the journey of Orkut accompanied by cyber-silliness actually started when I forayed in to this IT sector. Since then Orkuting has become the verb used daily. At office you see the ubiquitous Orkut windows open all the time, no wonder the RDC att communications reported the Orkut site as the second most visited site only after Google mail. The gradual transformation of the "stages of orkutting" as I call, have left me with an opinion of useful-nonsense on orkut as I jot. The qualitative changes as I observed in myself on a retrospect varied from a mere visitor to orkut my passion to addicted to orkut to stingy orkut to utterly useless orkut to waste of time on orkut to I hate orkuting. No doubt orkut has helped me meet a lot of my old pals from my school and college days with whom I lost connection, but means of communication with them, through orkut I thought is not a very good medium. On Orkut, it's your calling card. And failure to leave one elicits responses like 'How dare you visit my profile and not leave a scrap?' and land you in trouble. Agree that it is more convenient than a mail. But it is also much less private. You can be as prolific as you want and portray your self as next to any Hollywood star or a President of country or what ever, on your orkut profile. This is one thing that I didn’t like, since a person cannot be judged of his identity based on his profile. You may end up anywhere, I mean anywhere! I also feel that the Dictionaries have the right time arrived for them to update the meanings of words. No longer is a 'scrap' something a dog gets after dinner [:p]. The dollar dreams of the persons who got this innovative idea to implement, have been fulfilled but after-effects are ignored by mere sentence "Conditions apply" with a * mark at some place in the agreement where we click I AGREE button when we create a profile on this "Now famous Orkut" I am sure! So be ware buddies its as addictive as a Rehman's tune.