Racism in India

Here's an excellent piece on the Symonds issue.

He.

They never saw
They never heard
All that he lost
in his way to Elysium

He left marks
Shifted stones
But nothing ever
really worked his way

Today, he's gone
In our memories
Though, still remains
in photographs

They took them out
Out of the almirahs
And burnt them down
one by one

Yet another day!

It's funny how good days turn into bad nightmares and that too in a flash that flies past you before you could even notice its presence.

So, there I was, feeling happy about the way the day progressed - successful meetings, flashy mails to clients and the good time I had with a friend.

But then suddenly , I got the 'New Mail' notification. The first few lines - We have carefully reviewed your ____ - and I knew it was over.

And suddenly I saw myself submerged in a sea of feelings.

The feeling of someone shouting at my face - Screwed you!
The feeling of someone saying - I told you so.
The feeling of someone saying - What are you gonna do now?
The feeling of someone saying - Are you sure?
The feeling of someone saying - Come on!! Move your ass.... Give your best shot to the rest...You got to make it man!!!
The feeling of someone saying - Don't be a loser.... Give it a fight...as u have always done.

All these feelings are making me, kind of, sick.
I better sleep.
Ummmmmm....... Naah.... Better watch - No Direction Home. Bob Dylan surely knows how to tackle the blues :D :D

Can't get any worse.

I knew that my humor sucked.
But this is outrageous :(

Me: Hey, Can you send me across your CV. Need to have a look.
Friend: Ya sure. But please make sure NOT to share it with anyone.
Me: Of course, not.
Me: Even if a girl agrees to sleep with me in exchange of your CV, I won't do that.

God! I deserve a BIG one for this.

Nuttin' Happenin'

What? Why? How?