Rhythm of the Music is Life's only Motivation

Tuesday, November 21, 2006


Guys have very less passions as compared to gals... that is what I think... I don't know if u have a different opinion...
Cars have always fascinated me... Right since the time my Papa owned a Fiat Padmini, I used to love cars... Maybe it was the car drive and the wonderful moments and long drives I've had in my car or maybe it was my dad driving - the most wanted and the most important position I have no clue. But the botomline is I can't live without cars.

Right since my childhood I've been collecting my size cars... the Hotwheels and the foreign made small specimen cars... the opening doors and the pull back-go action considered highly Advanced! You will not believe this but I have a collection of over a 100 cars and innumerable trucks, dummy soldiers, Lego kits etc. Basically I've been pampered a lot. Was showing a friend some of my old pics. My 1st Birthday with a pony tail tied at the back... my first the Arabian Sea (U'll never visit the Juhu Beach again will you?) and other such amazing moments. Got nostalgic.

Point is... my dad n mum have hidden many more cars and small trucks inside the I don't have the authority yet to touch it. It has mixer grinders and vaccum cleaners from Algeria (a French speaking nation) and things from London which can be given to me on my marriage. The main point here is... there are hidden cars and trucks for my kids as well....


I'm happy... my parents are amazing... by the way Ira plays with toy trucks too... Hope the passion with the cars comes in her too...

then I'll have a hot discussion about the 100 Bhp cars and the Ferraris and the Hondas...

I love cars.

Friday, November 10, 2006


Ram Jethmalani has lost it... Money has yet again proven its the boss over moral responsibilities and social values. I feel great pain and anger as I write this... I can blog in about 25 words on how frustrated I am or give this man exactly my piece of mind in 28 censored words here.

But I can't see any other side of this story... Why did he resort to defaming a dead girl.. who cannot stand up and answer also that she's innocent. The Jessica Lal case has opened several eyes... It has given me a clearer view of the world... but the tears in my eyes still make my vision blur... I really really wish I wasn't alive to see this day..

At the end of this I will just pray and wish from the bottom of my heart that Justice should be served...

Saturday, November 04, 2006


No sleep
No sleep until I´m done with finding the answer
Won´t stop
Won´t stop before I find a cure for this cancer
Sometimes I feel like going down I´m so disconnected
Somehow I know that I am haunted to be wanted
I´ve been watching,
I´ve been waiting
In the shadows for my time
I´ve been searching, I´ve been livingFor tomorrow all my life
They say that I must learn to kill before I can feel save
But I,
I´d rather kill myself thän turn into their slave
Sometimes I feel that I should go and play with the thunder
Somehow I just don´t wanna stay and wait for a wonder
I´ve been watching,
I´ve been waitingIn the shadows for my timeI´ve been searching, I´ve been livingFor tomorrow all my life
Lately, I´ve been walking, walking in circles
Watching, waiting for something
Feel me,
touch me,
heal me
Come take me higher
I´ve been watching, I´ve been waitingIn the shadows for my timeI´ve been searching, I´ve been living
For tomorrow all my life
I´ve been watching,
I´ve been waitingI´ve been searching, I´ve been living
For tomorrow