abhishek sahay

BRO CODE

2011-10-14T07:49:00.000-07:00

The time has come where we have focused our lives on what we want and what can stay in our lives. Why should we suffer because of some relationships that were attached to us even without seeking permission from us.Life is about making conscious choices as we speak. Hence we choose to push relatives a step behind friends. But why did it drift, yester era said that cousins were a team and siblings

2011-08-10T13:56:00.000-07:00

They say love finds you in its own way . I don't know if it has found me or not but yes being around you makes me feel loved.I have always believed that relationships are like an additional baggage that reduces the pace of your life. But you made me believe that running makes you miss serenade .Baggage is lighter with you maybe because you agreed to share it along. When I think about my family

Lost in there,somewhere!

2011-06-17T03:46:00.000-07:00

The biggest mistake in my life when I stop and turn backOr is it when I look back I see my biggest mistakes. I know life is all about walking with people who chose to stay.that is how the symphony of life will play But those finger prints have still left marks when they had gone over and over my falling hair on my forehead.It seems they have carved fate lines when they landed.I look in the mirror

I request..

2011-03-05T11:19:00.000-08:00

You should go now!This is not the place where you should spend your night.It is dark and in this dim lamp I can just see your pale face.But I assure you that even when you leave these lamps will keep twinkling, Don't send me presents now.The rose that you gave me still rests in my old book.Every time I open it smells of you. Don't come in my late night thoughts that I have lying in my bed.When I

why do i have so may whys ?

2011-02-24T23:35:00.000-08:00

If you aren’t the horizon Then why can’t I look beyond you?If you are not the shore Why do my waves crash near you? If you not the fireThen why do I melt with just the sense of you?If you are not the melody Then why does music goes silent without you? Even if you don't speak to me Why do hear your voice in my head all the time?Even when you don't listenWhy do I still keep

was she the beast and the beauty ?

2011-02-23T06:57:00.000-08:00

Promises of completing the pathway of life.He will be the man , she be the wife. He was a writer and she in BroadwayShe said I would never walk away The lanes were not going to be brightBut I will be your brightest light. Fate said we were not meant to be togetherAnd he thought they were made forever.Why it went all-wrong? Did they not sing the same song? He went deaf and dumb which made her

Doing the right thing!!

2011-02-20T15:57:00.000-08:00

This time when I go from Delhi I will be gone for good.I have always been loved here like truly belong here but yes i was an outsider, who came here and got a lot of love from lots of people.They made me important because they thought i am a good person,which was over hyped. A lot of people made me important in their life and I was overwhelmed. But that has cost dearly.I have damaged others

I am sand!

2011-01-06T10:37:00.000-08:00

I was born in the struggle of two rocks.The hands that crushed me were not so soft. So i couldn't know how it feels to be soft. Maybe that is why i am me! You filled me in your hand & wanted to play with me.I let you play.I loved the soft touch of your hands that smoothed me,gave me shapes and caressed the hopes of life. Gradually you were so addicted to me you tried to capture me and closed

Even i was in love with you!!

2010-12-16T10:42:00.000-08:00

Isn’t it obvious? Sometimes it is not!Expressing becomes more important than loving.That is what happened to them. Silence suffocated the relationship. It rusted like anything and now it’s all over the boy. Sometimes the rust drops in public and glimpse of wounded soul shows up all red and fresh blood dripping.She was a magnet and he was a boy with complex soul. So how did it happen? Well it was

hyderabad blues.

2010-12-13T12:00:00.000-08:00

Some men are made men,some transform into men,but some never let their boy go from within! There are hidden layers to them. He is one such human being that appears like an onion,you peel every layer and it appears totally different from the penultimate one.one layer says he wants to be the guy who studies to make sure his parents expectations are met.The inner one says make the woman your top

why am i blessed.

2010-12-13T11:37:00.000-08:00

basic ingrideints of happy life; very supporting parents: well mine are too good to be true.they ask me what is to be done in my life very good career: this everyone can have different parameters,sometimes being a peon also makes you happy so by that way i am about to have an MBA degree after an enginnering degre what else do i want. good friends: well i have alwyas been confused about them

there lived a rude boy.

2010-12-05T04:02:00.000-08:00

I met this boy at one odd town if not fair he was brown he did glitter but was not gold. always loud but was not bold. there lived a rude boy. he came and went with everyone did time he spent. they know him no one did swear, as he was not what he did appear. there lived a rude boy his friends said his soul was cold at least to peers that's what was told. with emotions no one wanted to share as

Delhi hai meri jaan!

2010-11-10T13:19:00.000-08:00

It has been more than a week in Delhi since i have come here for my holidays. A refreshing break from typical MBA life and it felt awesome. Four years has flown and i never realized that i am going to cherish these four years my whole life. A time when life was an over extended party,where relaxation and enjoyment was synonymous to breathing,we were careless and enthusiastic and no moment was

DAWN

2010-10-18T01:36:00.001-07:00

she was bright like sun,but sun is born to burn.she was fresh like dew,but dew lasts moments fewshe was pure like river,but river flows forever.She was one full moon,but moon goes down in life's noon she was bright blossoming lillybut lilly dies soon sillymaybe she was like open bottle wine,evaporates with sands of time.in my life,she was that beautiful sunset,which has gone & i am upset!

and she did come

2010-10-16T04:43:00.000-07:00

she came to my memory lane, I was again filled with pain. I felt her movement in every grid,talking to me like she always did.as just it started to bleed.but like always she paid no heed. she kept whirling in my mind.till the time i went all blind.she said she wants a colorful life.but with me she cant just thrive. she wants to be left alone.I could hear my dreams moan,she still had that lovely

2010-10-11T11:34:00.000-07:00

its a grown cold night,night that is soon to die,and before its to fly i shall say a good bye!thanks for coming to seeif i am still me.you never promise to return,but thats what to learn,no promises no words.and yet it you say in codes.when i see you covering the sky peace is what it imply

A-Z i learnt from my friends.

2010-05-09T12:53:00.000-07:00

A:Anna well i cant disclose what she taught me :P.ankesh is for adjustment.Aseem taught me chicken, exploitation of restaurants and mangers there.arun taught me quants and dedication.B:bhand gang taught me how to de stress yourself.C: charu taught me that even you dont like studying you can pretend its important and yah ignorance is bliss..chutiye.something that ITM produces in ample quantities

outrageous

2009-12-27T12:44:00.000-08:00

i am tired of hypocritical bullshit.the so called relationships,the bond,strength of threads that we have tied around each other but actually its a cobweb to alternate reality.will this socializing ever stop.I am just exhausted looking at all this.especially when the college is getting over and everyone wants to just boast around and speak about their acquaintances they had,everyone wants to be

2009-12-20T11:42:00.000-08:00

i am trying to be back with a stir in my mind a whirl in my heart but i don't know what to write about ...i would have picked about the general knowledge questions that i had no answers to in my snap exams even after stressing so much on the general awareness booklet that i had tried mugging up last night ..but then it aint necessary...it aint important..then i thought of writing ..about sex..

sahib ka salaam!

2009-11-08T09:30:00.000-08:00

This college festival i met someone,yes this momentum;she is a girl.but this is not going to be a romantic saga with melodramatic equations and complications. Its just a relationship nurtured indirectly.Why indirectly??Because after momentum i havnt even caught a glimpse of the girl.we text(modern version of pen pals)and that also when i am awake at odd times and she is half asleep(i could guess

EGO;sea

2009-07-22T02:12:00.000-07:00

He cared ,he sharedevery duty he fairedI tried,I liedeverything i use to hide. Sick ,angry he leftcall it a public theft.came a tide of ego big, swam on a different fig. Goblets of alcohol i drankstaring at booklets blank.Ripping every memory apartWhat went wrong in the memory cart. Now water in sea is so less drowning in it will be a bless.rising and falling i just feel,will this cancer just

Alternate reality#1

2009-07-01T06:42:00.000-07:00

Life is fully of symmetry and man by nature has an affinity towards it.He likes to go by patterns.The your beliefs,principles,and opinions are also a part of it.But what if you have followed principles the whole life and they were over-ruled by an exception certain accident that changes the direction your life and the reaction is so vehement and vigorous that you just get carried away on this

i dont know what should be the title so i thought better leave it to you sll

2009-02-25T00:05:00.000-08:00

There are relationships that you don’t know exists yet they provide you shade in the scorching heat of noon of life. They are not necessarily tagged as a friend, brother, blood relation or any thing for that matter. You have a perception; and that carries the relationship, no matter how many fences you cultivate to keep it in a fixed dimension. It does not know any limits, it just keeps rolling

A reason to all

2009-02-02T11:07:00.000-08:00

i am a drunkard,i seem lost.drunk in the oceans of grief,lost in organizing dreams.yet,from dusk to dawn,i try then yawn!i am a criminal,i have killed.crime of hiding the truth,killed the desires i had.yet,from dusk to dawni try then i yawn.i am melancholy,i have cried.melancholy for thins i have lost,cried for things i want.yet from dusk to dawn i try then i yawn.i am dark,i am tainteddark for

2008-12-26T06:21:00.001-08:00

Too happy to write and too tired to sleep

2008-12-26T06:13:00.000-08:00

liesworth for lies for livinglies for killingtruth.glossless and timidlies flawless and vividpassing time..no to wonder but to ponder..captured in shots...with numerous erratic blots..my shirt.dirty smelly and sweaty..winters dry lonely and difficult..money ..loss!lost!wasted!breeze..chilly and sadistic..faces..blank pale and strecthed..clothes ..damp and cold..room sleepy and dark..

CURFEWED NIGHT

2008-11-26T06:34:00.000-08:00

The stories in Kashmir are never good either they are ambiguous,disdain or very sad.Bashrat peer lines are very simple yet true to an extent of brutality.I recently picked up a book from new friends colony,adjacent to the famous AL-bake with a sole motive of time pass but turned out to be a mind psychedelic revelation.The book is lavishly unencumbered by jargon.Though the author being a

Dance of life

2008-11-18T04:56:00.000-08:00

The sand blew and the clouds grew. Was it raining or the sky was mourning. His dad threw him out, Lost and lonely he walked the silent path, Silent yet melancholy, melancholy yet not pitiable. Lad was sobbing, sobbing made him shudder. The shuddering was the dance of life...... Known to the known, yet very unknown Reached the marsh, marsh was dry. Tears streamed down the eyes.

IF I ....talk to my heart

2008-10-04T14:17:00.000-07:00

If i were in love i would have had said .....What I do and what I dream includes the one i love as the wine must taste of its own grapes.If i would have had thought of makin the relationship work i would have had said.....Love is a short sighted lava, erupts and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots are so

FRIENDS::are we close or we are closed

2008-08-22T10:36:00.001-07:00

finally i am drawn back after long long time.every time i try to reach this place back i get lost because this is just as "the room of requirement " of the harry potter.you can not forcefully reach here ..its only when you are spontaneous and words are strongly felt you pick this blog space.My path to it was guided by a strange feeling tonight aroused by personal demeanor to the linked listing of

INDIAN AND AAMIR

2008-06-30T23:45:00.000-07:00

The existence of Muslims in our country has never been a question of discussion but their behavioral characteristic has always plunged the modern Jinnah and Nehru into the deepest and rigorous debates.The country widely pronounces its tolerance for cultural equinox as well as claims to have room for diversity. It is said that India supports more Muslims than even nations with cultural abyss, say

Three/4 mistakes of my life

2008-05-13T12:18:00.001-07:00

I was at my friend's place and fortunately unfortunate enough, or maybe unfortunately fortunate enough, forgot to carry any of my engineering books in order to pretend that after a pathetic performance throughout the semester I am worried about my exams and wont be studying last night this time. So I had to engage myself in something better than Facebook, buying people or their photographs at

pondered thought!

2008-05-05T14:34:00.000-07:00

Something you always try to find and something you are not aware of but as a social entity your primary attribute is the trait of searching for your replica, whenever you meet individuals here and there. And your friends are here because they are the least intolerable of all the people you meet .

mango-shake::cold-coffee`no electricity`

2008-05-05T14:29:00.000-07:00

As a boy I am very perplexed. When it comes to handling my personal sightings. I am like any other normal college going student with an amalgamation of colour be it grey blue or even black. But then I am also a human being how can I have only lighter shades I need to carry my doom along.When I try to be alone and don’t share my set of problems with anyone my friends say I am so mechanical and

2008-05-04T08:58:00.000-07:00

Lion king::do not be upset if bloggers community gives a life time banishmentYeah this Monday evening when I came back home there was no electricity and in the pitch of darkness a pack of hounds (swarm of my hit spray friendly mosquito friends) greeted me. They are like the gushing wind (as the shadows) because you can feel them (in fact the pain inflicted is quite memorable one) but cannot see

Sudds of ITM::first member!!

2008-05-04T00:19:00.000-07:00

These are few amazing questions by Ms Deepna Verma a very promising member of the supandi club.what do you call the knee of a bee??BI-KI-NI!!!!What do you call a soldiers wife climbing stairs??CHADHTI JAWANI !!

a tribute to study of relationships

2008-04-30T07:32:00.000-07:00

Recently watching a song called salaame (nayee raat hogee …something like that) from movie DHOOM I was keenly observing junior Bachchan and Uday Chopra and their facial turbulence that was evident on the camera. How they were reacting to, thwarted themselves.I was just thinking that ten years down the line they will be so differently accustomed to films.One is the famous producer’s kiddo who

Sudds of ITM::rotten jokes!

2008-04-16T09:11:00.000-07:00

...a bunch of cranky people who are definitely humans by origin but just after their premature mental birth they were transported to some lalaland called "tumbaktu". And since then they have not agreed to be back to the normal world of humans.But then they are better than us in the sense that they have proved that world is all about reasoning in a highly distinguished way.The speciality of this

avowal....can this make someone happy???

2008-04-14T10:31:00.000-07:00

wake up ...as i am back....make fun of me ..... for i am back...criticise me ... yeah i am back .....but read me .....as i have plenty to vomit....i am back because off late i have realised that my albatross is not gone....probably it never can.....yeah i am a bin for him...but then i am not left....he hates me .....sick of me....but then i succeeded....he is not indifferent towards me...yeah he

This is my last blogpost......as my albatross is going to take off!

2008-02-04T08:45:00.000-08:00

DESTINY IS A POWERFUL WORD. You can discard it with the hefty and obscure interlocution of faith and confidence and you claim that you are swimming in the river of life in the direction you want to. But to be very honest you realise that you are not swimming, instead you are flowing. It is not your will that is deciding for you but the current of the river does it. And since you are comfortably

The art of living for a teenager

2008-01-29T05:00:00.000-08:00

Personally I believe truth lies beneath the shadow of existence as life is more like a continuum rather than eggs of the wind consequently being good and acting with the right opinion are two different aspects of subject matter.The highest form of human excellence is to question our self.Moral excellence is more a matter of divine bequest than parental nurture so we shouldn't blame our parents

2008-01-25T07:46:00.000-08:00

hi!!finally i am home.it feels great to be here.speaking about the journey,respite of the numerous wishes of happy and safe journey from idea hutch airtel and mtnl sim card holders i had a horrifying experience travelling in a sleeper class.They could not save me from the great trap of stinking cocoon but yeah they were of great help when i wanted to sleep ...i read and reread them,i was bored

Glossary of institute of technology and management

2008-01-12T04:18:00.001-08:00

Ever since I came to this college I have always wondered and pondered about the peculiarity of this college. It has got codes about everything. It speaks a different language apparently parallel to the normal language of communication. In fact you learn fresh ABC theme here. So I started noting the encryption and deciphering it .and now I am all set to share it with you. Here it goes…….A for

short message service(SMS)

2008-01-03T21:41:00.000-08:00

The new year has come .With all the enthusiasm and willingness it brought it also poured in a lot of messages ....the messages from well wishers like shruti,ankit,rahul and abhishek.and thanks to these guys who think that their name is unique of all the names.No i didn't demand to enquire about the marital status,sexual orientation,virginity and cup size.all i requested was the surname so that i

2008!!

2008-01-03T09:50:00.000-08:00

BUT is it the correct time??A time to be born,and a time to die.A time to plant,and a time to pluck.A time to kill,and a time to heal.A time to weep,and a time to laugh. A time to embrace,and a time to refrainA time to get,and time to loseA time to remain silent,and a time to speakA time to love,and a time to hate A time i say!!!

2007-12-21T13:47:00.000-08:00

Bollywood is a fantasy factory. Its products do not aim to explain the world around us where as art has always been the best arm to explain the life of human being.

MY COMPLAINTS FROM MEDIA

2007-12-15T09:01:00.000-08:00

The media has two main aspects, as a part of what is known as information industry and as a factor in the formulation of opinion. In both respects, it has to act with responsibility to be effective or reliable. The Press is still the main medium of mass communication. Besides its educative role, it can help in exposing the weaknesses of the democratic system and point out how these can be

profound desire

2007-11-27T04:03:00.000-08:00

"I want to be the change i want from the society"

2007-11-25T06:50:00.000-08:00

pondered paradox:"our culture is glorified by non-violence but our freedom was born in blood and our independence is soaked in it!!"

My FMORT

2007-11-25T06:42:00.000-08:00

0:00i am tagged by http://umangexuberance.blogspot.com/Everything tells me that i am about to make a wrong decision,but making mistakes is just part of life.What does the world want of me??does it wants me to take no risks,go back to where i came from so that i can repent that i never had the courage to say yes to life.life brings realisation,realisation that opportunity only knocks once...and so

AXIOM::A cup of tea!

2007-11-25T03:43:00.000-08:00

i make very nice tea but i never use to make one good cup of tea ,for a nice tea it had to be more than one cup .No matter how hard i tried one cup tea always use to turn up into some tasteless liquid.And so i always use to ask myself why does this happen.today i found the answer ...it is because i think tea is all about being gregarious.It is a way to socialise and spend time with your kith and

JAIPUR FOR ME!!

2007-11-23T09:17:00.001-08:00

I was recentl in jaipur and few things touched me so very much that i decided to put them up here!!http://picasaweb.google.com/abhsahay/JaipurForMe

DEDICATED TO MY IDOL :PRAMATH MALIK

2007-11-22T03:48:00.001-08:00

"त्वमेव माता च पिता त्वमेव , त्वमेव बंधू च सखा त्वमेव, त्वमेव विद्या च द्रविणं त्वमेवत्वमेव सर्वं च मम देवो देव।" For me you are the mother and the father,you are the friend and the relative,you are the wisdom and the courage,the endurance and the strength,the stability and the equilibrium.you are everything that i wish you to be .....truly human enriched and bestowed with every earthy element,

miracle child rises again!!

2007-11-21T08:43:00.000-08:00

The miracle child has started to feel that love is not something one can boast but at the same time there is nothing to conceal.And thus finally the miracle child is ready to express what he feels about love ... for a while we swap souls so that he can pen down his thoughts......My aim to understand love......i know how alive i felt when i was in love and now i know everything howsoever

2007-11-20T06:20:00.000-08:00

In last three months experience i learnt a new language...the language very well known to the world but spoken very less....SILENCE!!

2007-11-16T12:43:00.000-08:00

passing thought: All religion are in essencethe same:they preach the fatherhood of God and brotherhood of man !!

2007-11-15T11:39:00.000-08:00

##brio-doctrine ##"Those who want to live, let them fight, and those who do not want to fight in this world of eternal struggle do not deserve to live."

why am i abandoned???

2007-11-13T10:25:00.000-08:00

exhaling agony!!

2007-11-13T06:58:00.001-08:00

I hate myself for all what I did to myself....I punished my soul. I repent for all what I did ...today have nothing to express ......or maybe to many things are swirling in the ocean !!so I am confused where to start from...I am hollow but still i need to write ...i need to get away from all what I am observing and expressing...the biggest problem is i am suffocated but I don't know the reason

2007-11-11T06:55:00.001-08:00

passing thought : organised people are too lazy to look for things.....!!

2007-10-18T11:57:00.000-07:00

THOUGHT OF THE MIRACLE CHILD : I am trapped in a bubble.The people around me think that my life is vibrant as the bubble appears to be full of colours,but alas from inside it is hollow,filled with nothingness.I am eroding in suffocation and the world is celebrating!!

2007-10-15T14:29:00.000-07:00

i saw the lonely sun drowning in the sky! (still from my farmhouse)

collosium

2007-10-09T15:44:00.000-07:00

We often say that mom you won’t understand …forget it you won’t understand. But have you ever bothered to think that why cant she understand? She could understand your needs when you were few months old, unable to utter a single word. A single gesture could make her understand what you need.It is actually not about not understanding it is about what you wish to do in order to make her

epitome of identity crisis!!

2007-10-08T07:56:00.000-07:00

1.Pick out a scar you have, and explain how you got it?i have symmetrical scars just above my eyes,all thanks to my habit of picking up fights2.What does your phone look like? i had bought a sleek and slim l7i last year but it has been converted into a touchpad ...actlly the first three layers of its keypad has been peeled off....and it looks like an ugly gadget.3.What is on the walls of your

THE MIRACLE CHILD !!

2007-09-22T17:44:00.000-07:00

There was boy in a very small town with very little facilities. The meekest of all, lean and thin ,ugly and introvert. He had poor friends to live with. He use to be scolded for his handwriting where as his dad had a very good handwriting. He could not study well and so was always hauled over the coals. As time passed his mom and dad realised that he is also shy and is always afraid to face the

RATIONALE!!

2007-09-22T13:16:00.000-07:00

I am an alien to this very lucrative world of blogs which has so much to offer. But my reason for being here is exuberance, exuberance herself, exuberance to write and to let my wild and unchannelised sentiments flow. There are times when i want to pen down my strong perceptions about certain things but i feel tactless about it or maybe i am scared. More than often I hear voices within me, voices