Rambling on... again..

Over the last 2 weeks (really thats all it took!!) have been going thru this.. one day, random friend request from a familiar sounding name turns up... check and voila.. its an old classmate from high school! who directed me towards a FB group for our school, where just 2-3 other classmates were there. and that just set off a chain reaction... now we're some 15 odd people and more joining in every day... and others who're not on the cyber networks but are in touch with a few.. How can it be that the simple event of getting in touch with friends of a different era can almost redefine whats the present status of life? The innocent friendships of those days are just such a far far cry from today's - where a whole lot of our 'friends' are driven by just the need to pass time or find someone to go the gym with or even as frivolous as have lunch with!! beyond the sheer excitement of tracking each others lives, will this lead up to actual revival of friendships? or startin...

Am getting more and more enthu about photography as a hobby... lets see where it goes and how long it lasts... but till then... here's a sample of my efforts over time..

The Invitation - by Oriah Mountain Dreamer It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love for your dream for the adventure of being alive. It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon... I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain mine or your own without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy mine or your own if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful to be realistic to remember the limitations of being human. It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to ...

Aaj bahut dino ke baad.. Aaye hain woh din yaad.. Jino dino hum masoom the... Aur jindagi thi aabaad Duniya thi apni mutthi mein Sab log apne hote the.. Bas sochne ki deri thi Sab sapne sacche lagte the Masoom se dil ki baatein Dil se hi main bhi sochti thi Kisi ka bura sochne ka Na mann tha na hi zaroorat thi.. Phir aaya ek woh daur Jisne sab kuch badal diya Dil ko dimaag ne aur Jabaan ko Samajhdaari ne nigal liya Ab kuch bhi kehne se pehle Dimaag aur dil ladte hain Doosro ki soch pe kya karu vishwaas Jab khud ke kadam behekte hain Dil kehta hai sab theek hi hoga Bas karne ki hi deri hain Dimaag lekin hansta hai Ye kaisi nasamjhi hain Samajh saath hi rehti hai Phir kyo dil khaali lagta hai Kuch badalega jaldi hi kyo ye ummeed sa karta hai Kya aayega ek din woh bhi Jab dil dimaag phir ek honge Jis bhi taraf main jaoongi Ujaale aur sacche sapne honge Tab tak bas aise hi chalega ye kashmakash zindagi aur sapno ka Jab bhi mauka milega mujhe Jeeongi ek-ek pal jindagi ka!! :-)