That ol' curiosity

so i finally did it! i finally made a photo blog everyone, yesh! :)
i haven't been posting since Ive been busy conceiving ideas for my new blog...the name, the URL, the template, everything. thanks for ur help rohit,it was very thoughtful of you.

i hope I'm able to maintain both my blogs properly and that one doesn't get over shadowed by the other. i can get a lil partial to this one cz photography just appeals more to me. :P
all the while i was making it...i was listening to "imagine" again n again and was fallin deeper in love with it each time i heard it. so don be surprised if the blog has traces of it. oh actually its got a big mark..u'll see when u reach it.
its Here
that's a link but for lesser mortals, here's the URL:
http://my-midsummer-nights-dream.blogspot.com/
feed back is welcome as ever.

PS as photography is the order of the day , I'll sign out by posting this amazing pic i came across on the world wide web.

Elvis has left the building.

It's queer how the death of someone you don't even know can affect you so much. how can you possibly feel for someone you have never ever met in ur life. its strange for me cz Ive never had that euphoric fan feeling for any artist ever.
well this is not abt me...its about Elvis Aron Presley. Thirty years ago on this day..he died. he was just 42.

for those who don't know...Elvis died of a drug overdose and an enlarged heart which was an ailment he suffered throughout the latter years of his life. the drug over dose was the result of a good for nothing doctor prescribing him medicines drugs in the months leading to his death.

well...what's done is done. but he continues to live for us even decades after he died. the strange thing abt Elvis is, ppl who aren't his hard core fans...even they feel for him. there was this charisma in him. that was becz he was an amazing person. a great soul nd a kindred spirit. i have forever believed that no person can ever achieve something in life if they aren't good ppl. somewhere down the line. it just gets back to u. what goes around comes around.

elvis had this endearing appeal in him. like this empathy in his looks and this pain and compassion in his voice which I've never come across.
i sometimes wonder why do great ppl have such tragic ends and such un naturally short lived life spans.

i was listening to Britney the other day and was reminiscing the middle school days when she was all i listened to. what happened to her? instead of calling her a mad woman..we must realise how sad and hopelessly traumatic life can be for these people. they are constantly scrutinised for everything they do, no privacy whatsoever. the very fame and adulation for which we crave ..is the sole reason for them to lose it. i mean..take Britney...she was 16 when she got more popular than the queen of England. at such tender age.. things just awfully go wrong.
even Syd Barrett[ the founding member of pink Floyd] ...he died of schizophrenia...he was the person behind those wonderful lyrics we love so much. 'comfortably numb' and 'wish u were here' were written for him as a tribute after his untimely death.

whenever i see or hear abt these ppl...something inside begins to hurt immensely.
i donno if I'm just the only person but isn't it so painful..the way their lives end up? they say...when Elvis was found dead in his bathroom..he was in a knelt down position as if he was praying. they say he was an ardent god follower and died in that position spending his last moments for his faith.
its just too hurtful.
he was the undisputed king of rock n' roll and forever will be. nothing can change that. and he was also the man who can make a 17 year old cry thirty years after his death when she hadn't even seen him. he was magical. that's why he was called back early i think.
listen to this song. one of Elvis' best. u can hear the feeling tearing apart and reaching you.
'Love me tender'


the follwing is a song which Elvis loved and which so puts to words the thoughts we have for him.
"killing me softly"
'Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I heard he sang a good song.'

Elvis,u'll forever be alive.

I'm in control n' Lovin' it

This gymming thing..its A D D I C T I V E.
take my word for it. i mean ...I've gotten so used to it now..i feel a void if i miss it on a day. its like...u feel like high on urself...there is this sense of being in control. try it fellas..ure sure gonna love it.. its like...when ure working out or having a sweaty dance session..it liberates you..totally fills u up!

i personally am a dance fanatic. i love dancing so every time we have a dance theme workout i have the time of my life! wonder if its good for my heart...my pulse rises to 160 all the time..which is a sign of bad health..innit?
so today we had this jam session where we had the whole floor to ourselves and punky music was playin and we were just supposed to freak out and sweat it up!
ah! i like. :D
the thing about exercise is...u hate it if u don do it. and once u start off...its killer. u don wanna leave it.
its riveting.
agreed abt the hormone shit..the endorphins n stuff...hey I'm supposed to be a pre med major..boy i should know some details...well never mind!
so they were playin Geri halliwell to get the things steamed up....and damn! its like the most fast lane song ever, its so energising. makes u wanna jump up and get started. i've liked this song since ...5Th grade, when i first heard it.
listen to it and feel the grip!
this is close to the jam session we had today, only wilder! ;)
chek out the song at 1:13 [my fav part]



and ya..today's iDay!
so happy independence day folks! i really donnno wat to write abt this...i don really feel too enthusiastic abt the whole deal...guess i'll have to leave the country to know how cool it is..."familiarity breeds contempt" ..ya?
heh..kiddin...i've always loved this day ..well..thats becz its a holiday...and on a more serious note... like every normal country lovin person...i feel immense pride to be an indian but i get really pissed off by all the shows they have on tv today. hate commercialisation. period.

it came in the papers yesterday...that there was this survey conducted and indians ranked highest in it cz they were the ones who loved their culture the most! voila!
today the times of india ppl have done a good job with this iDay supplement called makers and shapers..its got good articled abt pl who've done somethin for the country..wonder why sonia gandhi's name is there. worthless woman!

im gonna enjoy the hoilday by studyin my ass off and watchin a will smith movie..u guessed it right...independence day! no matter how many times i watch it..i cant get nuff of it! im sure its got somethin to do with will smith. *giggles*
by the way...i watched swades a few days ago. its a moving film. must watch for all of us who are ready to leave motherland for foreign shores. geez...this really got me..dinnit? it's seriously nice. moves slow but then..so do all of our movies..right? so thats not much of a concern.
btw iday sounds like im celerating "apple day" or something right? :P

I'll end this post with this strip i saw somewhere.
and this cool one liner i read somewhere :
"No one can ride your back if it's not bent!" Amen.

Happy iDay! BE PROUD!

"That's the difference between me and the rest of the world! Happiness isn't good enough for me! I demand euphoria!"

Have u ever said something u really wanted to and then realise what a gruesome mistake u've committed?
let me explain...I'm one of those people who are just not able to say what they want to...i have always wanted to be able to be mean to people who 're incredulously mean to me and guess what? today i was. i was able to say the exact words in the exact phrases at the exact time i wanted to. and now i feel tortured. this always happens to me...when i say what i wanted to..i end up torturing myself...i feel terrible.i feel like a horrible person. if only i could go back in time and undo everything i did.I've decided ..I'm not gonna try and tell people what i want to. its just not my thing.wonder how some ppl can just be so brutal and rude and get away with it?

anyway...today has been an exceptional day otherwise...my part of the world has good weather, and nice windy breezes...and a slight tint of sunshine..just the way it should be...and there is no downpour ..just the hint of it...again, just the way it should be.
on my usual stroll today in the park, i finally was able to get rid of my fear of insects and held a butterfly in my hands for a fraction of a minute.
it was pure magic. i was delighted. the velvety feel of her wings and the titillating motion that it was up to... as if trying to tell me something.


i am intrigued by butterflies...they are all the same but each one unique...they are the only species so close to us human beings..we 're also all the same but each one of us is unique..they say there is always exactly one more person in the world who looks like you..wonder if I'll ever meet my twin? actually i don't want to..I'd rather believe I'm the only one blessed to look like me. :P

I've also discovered that out of all the places i like...i adore bookstores...the ones in which u can sit and read for hours ...not the ones in which the silly ppl shove u out if u stick around loitering...
bookstores are the best thing that happened to man. to me at least.
there is something so enchanting about shelves and shelves of books waiting to be read . my ultimate fantasy is to be able to own a house and have a huge library with bookshelves extending unto the ceiling. pure happiness.
i have this theory according to which our books choose us. we don't choose them.
each book knows what kind of a reader it wants and so sub-consciously when we enter a book place ..our mind leads us into te passages where our destined books lie and we end up selecting them out of the millions of books available.
isn't there something so mysteriously fascinating about it? this is the exact reason why i feel books are our best friends..they talk to us! and like all other friends..books also "choose" to be with us. I'm so ecstatic to know so many books like me..cz i keep ending up in a bookstore more often than my allowance allows!
my mother refuses to give me money cz she's aware I'll spend it all in a bookshop!
well...the book lord chose to endow me with all the precious friends...i pity the people who don't like reading.... they miss out on so much! but then it's not their fault, books don't befriend them.
pardon me for sounding un realistic..but i have my moments! when i choose to live in a fairy tale.
and i have no regrets!

i found this extremely amazing song...which so exemplifies the state of mind i have right now . its from the movie "the wizard of Oz". try to love it...
here are the lyrics:
over the rainbow:
http://www.reelclassics.com/Musicals/Wizoz/rainbow-lyrics.htm
if u want u can soothe yourself by followin the link and listenin to it yourself:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2A2Jt4WOxN8.

happy weekend people!
i hope u have it as beautiful as u want it to be.
:)

'nuff said!

I'm back to the grind!
all consumed in stuff...when i saw this strip all i cud think of was :
"how precise!"
guess we're all addicted..this blogging thing gets you! it so so does!

PS I'm apologetic for depending heavily on comic strips [read C&H and others] for my blogging...i guess I'm just havin my PHASE!

I'm takin off by leavin this quote behind..i read it somewhere and i cant rber anythin..not even the author's name and watev..help me will y'all?

"There is nothing to regret...neither for the person who leaves ...nor for the person whose left behind!"
makes sense.
a LOT of sense.