Lovelights in the skies.....

Lovelights in the skies

Twinkling stars in my eyes

A faint tickling in my heart

Blushing needn't be an art

You've floored me with your charm

Please don't cause my heart any harm

For my laughter now comes out of the blue

Coz I think I have a crush on you....

Some random crap

Changing colors of the sky

lift my spirits way up high

but the shadow still prevails

in it's deepest corners, my heart ails

shadows under my eyes and under my soul

from a long time, i haven't been whole

just let me be, let me fall

don't pick me up or be my wall

soon, the ghosts will fly away

happiness will hold the darkness at bay

i will be free, free of all pain

to love again, live again and be me again

Chandravilaas

Chandravilaas is a more than 100 years old restaurant in the Old city near Manek Chowk. A friend told me that his grandfather used to come there everyday to take lunch. Ofcourse now they don't give lunches.
I ate some really fabulous Jalebis of pure ghee which simply melted in my mouth. Also enjoyed some paatras and alu shakh puri. A very nice and heavy breakfast in around Rs. 80 approx and Rs. 40 per head. Not bad at all. :-)

Last days in Ahmedabad...

Why is it that only when things or people start going away from you that you realize their importance in life ?

The final semester of my engineering is soon going to end and I will be going away soon from Ahmedabad and suddenly I feel as if I want to go to hundreds of places before I leave this city.I look back and wonder how these four years went by without me knowing. I feel as if I didn't even experience 10 percent of what is Ahmedabad. And now I am in a hurry to go to all those places and do all of those things that I never did. I just don't feel like working on that awful final training report which was due a long time back. Screw exams and report and final presentations !


Actually, I made a list sometime ago of places to visit (in and around Ahmedabad) and I have managed to strike off some few places. Working on adding more and striking them off. Will be uploading pictures and other stuff soon.

From the heart of a fellow blogger

A fellow blogger has written a heartrending story of his leaving the Kashmir valley in his childhood. Please read it and be touched the same way as I was.

http://jhustju.blogspot.com/2008/05/cry-of-valley.html

"A cold winter night has fallen outside and the power cut makes it all the more gloomy inside. Huddled together in the warmth of blankets and a kerosene lamp we just sit silently watching each others expressions. I am too young a kid to understand the full implications of what is happening and my younger sister is busy watching a small bug circling the candle our mother had lit in the gallery just outside the kitchen. My thoughts drift from game of cricket I'd played earlier that day to how bright the snow makes outside look. Among all these childish thoughts is a nagging feeling that I'm just not able to get rid of. I feel I'm never going to be in this house again. Never ever in my life will I play cricket with these friends again. Never ever will mother and father have the careless laughs that I so love. Never ever will the things be same again....."