pre---post...

Did you start reading it only because you thought I'm writing something that happened before something happened, and then, about something that happened after that something happened?

If that's the case, then "April fool" in advance... :P

This is just a preparatory for a post i wanted to post, but would not... for there are some things, that better be unsaid... however, if it makes you any curious about what it all is about., I sure can post that post I wanted to post of the "something" that happened. Oh, n yes, something did happen... and whatever happened, I don't regret., for whatever happened is past and gone, though the post happening of whatever happened, does seem to be "not ok" to those who were there when the happening happened...

Confused?

Forget it... now, that's the way I am... and I'd'nt change just 'cos someone's not ok wid whatever happened thoh!!!

Back-stage

Hi Readers,
I'm back after a fairly long break...
Yesterday, was a memoriable day at my workplace. With some freizeit left jeden Tag in my Büro, I even started off with some Higher level German. Co-incidentally, a Languages Day was being organized by the Organization, for people to showcase what their abilities in various Sprachen are... Our batch of Studenten, with a few others, and our Tutor, decided to do something for a good performance, and he came up with a suggestion. We were to play "König Drosselbart" one of those "Märchen" from the Grimm Brothers. The story of a haughty (not to be read hottie :P) princess, who due to her arrogance and pride, was married off to a musician off the streets, and had to live the life of a poor woman. Having not been able to do anything properly at home., her husband gets her to work in a royal Küche (cuisine i.e.). But then, she lately realizes, that she's at the palace of one of the kings, whom she had insulted earlier... and how did she face the past?? read it here.
Now, about what I had in it... Well, actually, nothing on stage. Everything that I did was off the stage. (Actually, I was the Erzähler of the story, and this was a result of people vesting their confidence in me being able to narrate the whole thing off stage...) However, thanks to my tutor, and the confidence he had in us, our Stück(Drama) was the show-stealer... Our perseverance to emerge with perfection had taken out a lot of effort from all of us. But it all paid off in the end. For me, it was after 8 long years, that I got in touch with the "Performing Arts"... and enjoyed every bit and piece of our success...
Here's a "Prost für alle Teilnehmer" for pulling off the most successful event of the day :)

Never Quit-An inspirational Poem

"When things go wrong, as they sometimes will.,
When the road you are trudging seems up-hill,
When funds are low, and debts are high,
When you want to smile, but have to sigh.,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you want, but don't you Quit.

Life is a queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure has turned about,
When they might have won, had they stuck it out,
Don't give up though the pace seems slow,
Rest if you want, but don't you Quit.

Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint to the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
Stick to the task when you're the hardest hit,
It's when things seem worst, that you must not quit."
-Anon

Where lies the problem???

I only wanted my city to be as beautiful as it was when the British made it their "Pensioners' Paradise". And I'm bound to do it. However, last weekend was nightmarish for me. I was in the M.G.Road of Malleshwaram for some purchasing. (not the usual shopping. I knew what I needed ;).) The shopkeeper in one of those shops I entered was hell-bent upon distributing plastic bags with an ad like most others, for his shop printed upon it. It was an annoying sight to me. Observing that he was a "Not too old" guy, and would understand the concerns of plastix, I approached him. Just suggested, "Why don't you charge a rupee or two for each plastic bag? It helps reduce plastic garbage". His response shocked me for a while. He said "I don't care how people use/reuse the plastic bags I'm distributing, as long as my business is done". Well, he's thought for his business, and rightly enough. But has he ever thought of his children and the future generations that would live on, in and with plastics?? I tried my best to make him realize this, but he was worried more of his business.
Is it as difficult to touch people's thoughts? It wasn't, atleast for me. Until then.!!!

Miss U

yes... "Miss"ing you a lot today. :(

Destiny. That's next.

I spoke of 2 words in an earlier blog of mine. Last week, I was talking to one of my peers at work of something, and she mentioned it as "Destiny". I feel this word too has a close association with the earlier ones. (I would not say Fate, iff it means something, and Destiny mean the same!!)
When I asked what it was, the answer I got was that some questions can not be answered. Why not? Every question needs to have an answer, and one that can sustain the question too. Well, for me, if there is no answer, then it only means 2 things: (a)Either that the other person does not know the answer, or (b)(S)He is ignorant of the question or the answer.
So now, What does Destiny mean? and are there really questions that can't be answered at all???

An Interesting Sentence.

Look at the genius of this sentence. Every word has as many letters, as its position in the word count of the sentence here.
"I do not know where family doctors acquired illegibly perplexing handwriting nevertheless, extraordinary pharmaceutical intellectuality counterbalancing indecipherability, transcendentalizes intercommunications incomprehensibleness. "