I think that the world would be a terrible place to be in if I would have to blame someone else for anything that I did not like.

Ghar

Kabhi yaad aaya ghar ka wo aangan,
kabhi yaad aayi mohalle kee galiyan,
bhula bhee do main woh barish woh boonde,
par nahee bholtee hai uss mitti kee khushboo...

Winter

There are different types of people in the world.
There is a kind that likes to dress skimpily in cold weather and then feels and acts really cold.
Another kind dresses really heavily but still feels and acts really cold.
Then there is a kind that dresses skimpily and feels really cold but does not really care.
And there is a kind that dresses skimpily and feels really cold but does not want to show that.
Also there is a kind that feels really really cold but does not know about it because he is too busy watching others.

Photo: NJ transit on the way back from Newark airport

Another one

Another cold breezy morning. View from apartment.

India Trip

I remember writing a blog entry 3 years back. That was from the night before I was leaving for US for the first time. If I remember right, I did not know what I was feeling then. There was a lot of anticipation but at the same time there was none at all. I was excited about what was going to happen next but I was not exactly looking forward to it.
So many things have happened since then but nothing seems to have changed. I can now remember exactly what I was thinking then and it is not too different from what I am thinking now. I need to find that livejournal blog. Back to pavilion. Here I come ...

Oh...what the heck....

I will start seeing my glass "half-full" too....