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mother

posted by adee on 12/01/2006 in Uncategorized

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on the 7th of january, 2006

posted by adee on 07/01/2006 in Uncategorized
on the 7th of january, 2006
i’m back at the blog…
so much happenned,

“What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere it hides a well
. . .The Little Prince”


so, what i’ve done in the little span of exactly 10 days of my life.
perhaps, i’ve lived my life a thousand times. all the fears and most of the joys came back revisiting me. like a year-end review of the year gone by, everything that matterred came back in.

like the sparrows, that visited my home, in search of a home for themselves, these memories came fluttering, noisely, spreading clutter around my mind. and what’s more? i’m afraid that they might get hurt. its sad to see a bird die. a flying moment of joy, somewhat annoying though. still, sad.

so much happenned in the last few days. i went to kufri, with my office gang, and how painful can a journey be. when u love a person and she’s not with u, its painful. and when she’s with someone else, its worse.

this entry was left incomplete because of some urgent work, i don’t know why, but, i intend to keep it that way… so many questions are left unanswered and i’ve to answer themselves and i’m just running away from them… no diary, no blog, no introspection… this is what the new year has brought so far…lets see, tomorrow might be a different day.

this is adi, on the evening of january 12, 2006.
feels different, this 2006. already.

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Jesus Christ

posted by adee on 28/12/2005 in Uncategorized
Little Adi was doing very badly in math. His parents had tried everything; tutors, flash cards, special learning classes, in short everything they could think of. In a last ditch effort, they took and enrolled him in the local Catholic school.
After the first day, little Adi comes home with a very serious look on his face. He doesn’t kiss his mother hello. Instead, he goes straight to his room and starts studying. Books and papers are spread all over the room and little Adi is hard at work. His mother is amazed. She calls him down to dinner and to her shock, the minute he is done, he marches back to his room without a word and in no time is back hitting the books as hard as before.
This goes on for sometime, day after day, while the mother tries to understand what made all the difference.
Finally, little Adi brings home his report card. He quitely lays it on the table and goes up to his room and his books. With great trepidation, his mom looks at it and to her surprise, little Adi got an ‘A’ in math. She can no longer hold jer curiosity and says, “Son, what was it? Was it the nuns?”
Adi looks at her and shakes his head. “No.” “Well then,” she replies, “was it the books, the discipline, the structure, the uniforms, WHAT was it?”
Little Adi looks at her and says, “On the first day of school, when I saw that guy nailed to the plus sign, I knew they weren’t fooling around.”
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blue, red & new year wishes

posted by adee on 28/12/2005 in Uncategorized

Its been some time…

I was blue, i wrote about the reds and now i’m watching the whole spectrum play around. Have been watching some great illustrative blogs and was truly amazed at the detail and skills and efforts people have and put in their work.

These days are being spent doing practically nothing at office and at home. Not much work happenning here.

So, I was blue. Because, I suddenly realised some people have left me, perhaps for ever. I hope not. There is Dudo – supposedly my soul mate. There was Sunshine – my bestest lady friend outside the inner circle. And some other friends like Joyi who havent bothered to talk since ages. And some friendships were like one-way roads. Like Boni’s. It was all triggered by one Sweetheart who rules my life these days. But now i’m over that. Still, it sends some shivers down the very existence of my soul. How will I manage to lead a life without these people. They were my life. And that’s why, I was so blue. Never felt this strange before.

Sachin called in this Saturday. Instantly lifted up my spirits. Because he is Sachin. If there was someone who was an example of friendship, he is. We promised to meet each other at his place. That’s on Christmas Sunday.

So, what my Christmas Sunday was like?

I’d an appointment with the Doctor. Was in a slightly better mood as I’d talked to Sachin and the Sweetheart. Took lots of notes while travelling. These will outpout later in the following days. Man, I like travelling on a Delhi Sunday. There is some laziness wafting through the air. Even the always aggresive DTC drivers took people on board without hurry. I’m thinking of some Sunday trips to familiarise myself with Delhi. It feels really strange sometimes, I don’t know anything about the city I was born and brought up in.

Meeting the doc was good. Just some little problems with the liver. Nothing serious. After that. God. No Sachin. He had to hurry for some unexpected realtives. Tried Walia. He couldn’t come outside his house. Tried Senior. She didn’t pick the phone. Tried Amul & Gudiya. They were not going to come home till late evening. Seemed everything going against me.
Tired, I trudged back home. Okay, not trudged but flied.

Monday, was good. And the after days are also going good. Tomorrow, will be leaving for the Mountains for the new year bash. Me and the office gang. Hope to have a good time there.

And oh,
Happy Holidays and
hAppy neW yEar to y’all.

This is 19:30 hrs. on the 28th of December and me, Adi is signing off.

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just a thought…

posted by adee on 28/12/2005 in Uncategorized


Twelve gleefully unemployed gentlemen,
held out a mega rally.
On a lazy Sunday pre-noon,
they strengthened the cause of the toiler masses.

Under the fading red banner of,
Jila Parishad Communist Cell.
They made the government re-think its policies,
& felt very pleased about it all…

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the blue continues…

posted by adee on 23/12/2005 in Uncategorized
I’m ill.

I’m seriously ill. Its been three days. I’ve not done anything. Nothin at all. Just come to office and keep staring blankly at things. Walls, newspapers, computer screen, glass of water, phone, pen, stapler.. anything, everything, and nothing.

As of now, I won’t be able to work at De’ Hub.

I’m preparing well to go broke…

Its getting really cold these days.

Adi
06:55pm 23 Dec. 05

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delhidreams are blue today

posted by adee on 22/12/2005 in Uncategorized

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bugs n apsy

posted by adee on 20/12/2005 in Uncategorized
two people, dear people, who read what i right. great digestive powers folks. keep up the good work. oh, and some days, pino, bandhu, crush and an un named person reads this blog too. if anybody else does, i don’t know, ’cause i’m not getting any comments from them.
thanks to u guys.
adi.
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the love that binds

posted by adee on 19/12/2005 in Uncategorized


no more updates today, except this little poem

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What I Am & What I Am Going To Be

posted by adee on 15/12/2005 in Uncategorized

This is pretty interesting. My indifference to me.

All my life I’ve been indifferent, impervious to what happens around me. In a broader sense, only the subtle things affected me, the undertones, the shadows. Like if there was a severe fight between ma n pa, what matterred more was, whether I would get an ‘excellent’ or a ‘very good’ for the drawing assignment. Everything else was immaterial. People call it selfishness. I call it impishness. The brazen immateriality of an imp to things around him.

Now, I’m amazed. I’ve managed to surprise myself. Me being indifferent to me. To think of, whatever I wrote yesterday was quite sahbby and unconvincing. Yet, it not affects me. I can always edit the post, refine it, re-write it, people won’t come to know how bad I write and I’m conciously choosing not to do so.

Who I’m & what I’m going to be

These days I’m reading Bashir Badr’s gazhals; re-reading Ayn Rand’s ‘We The Living’ – my favourite read till date; started ‘The God of Small Things’ by Ms. Rai – pretty late I know. Another thing on my reading list is a book titled ‘Sucess V/s Joy’ by Geet Sethi/Suneel Agarwal. Wonderful it is. And the daily dose of newspapers, web feed, blogs, e-mails etc. I’ve got my hands full. All this reading & nothing much to write of? I feel, at present I’m more of a reader who sometimes writes. in about 80:20 ratio. I want to be a writer who reads a lot. That is a conscious decision & this blog is part of it.

Right beside me the clock shows 12:25am. I’ll push off now. I miss you Lucky.
15th december, 2005 12:25am

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