Last nite as I closed my eyes to end the day in sleep, I cud still see the stern of the raft in my minds eyes making its way through the rapids of Penobscot River... I cud still hear the voice of our guide shouting "ALL FORWARD" above the din of the roaring waters as they gushed their way over every rock that tried to stop them, swirling and twirling into monsterous eddies we tried to avoid.

One moment we were lifted skyward whilst the brave team of eight dug into the water with their oars and all the might they cud muster and a moment later we ver plunging into a fall 13 feet deep whilst we felt the raft being mercilessly pounded by the fierceness of 3200 cubic feet of water flowing per second.

And there ver times ven I cud see the raging waters coming right at my face as the stern plunged into the river and suddenly I was surrounded by bubbles and muffled turbulence. And ven I regained my sense of surrounding I wud realize that I was floating under the surface of water, being swept by the currents helplessly until someone who still held ground on the raft threw me an oar or extended their hand to catch... The moment of truth ven u really kno wot ur made off... The moment ven u kno that the only thing that cud get u out is trusting ur life in the hands of ppl u hav met not more than a couple of hours ago.

Yes guys, I said I'll do it and I did it!! I went White Water Rafting in the Class V Rapids of Penobscot River, Maine over this weekend. And after being thrown off the raft three times and tiring the hell out digging into the waters with my oar... Im quite sure Ill do it again soon :)

This is definitely one of those weekends whose thought wud bring about a serene smile on my face and make me whisper... Been there... dun that.

Being brought up in Mumbai has given me this awareness that along with the romance that Mumbai Monsoon's are known to bring.. it also beings 2 or 3 spells of good flooding in the city. I used to enjoy those times especially since tey meant sitting at home sipping a hot cup of tea and getting ur hands on some hot Wada Pavs :)

But the last few days have been different and I guess the city that never stops was almost brought 2 a grinding halt due to the heavy rain spells they got in the last few days... And when I read news in praise of the Mumbai spirit, I feel proud 2 b associated 2 such a city.

I received a mail this morning from a colleague and she quotes:

if i cud i want to give a standing ovation to mumbaiites ...
specially .. shopkeepers ...milkmans...dabbawallas ... hospitals...
even the radio jockeys .. actually every single person who was a host to get someone home.. or gave a lift to people (my unexpected angel is this one ... mayb a 10 minute ride but it restored my thinking cap and strength to take yet another long walk ...)

all in all a experience we all wouldnt forget ever .....

And I say... Yeah WE ROCK!!

Was a lil busy through the day. Had some real interesting problems to solve ;)

Just finished reading a mail fwd I got frm sum1. It is a MUST READ. Dunno how authentic it is... but a MUST READ.

Did New York Orchestrate The Asian Tsunami?

Came across this piece of software(Google Earth) a few weeks back. Got it installed on my PC and was quite impressed. Thought u shud try it too. Enjoyed zooming to Rambergsvagen Sweden, Mariahilpher strasse Austria and other places I know of in these countries. For US, it almosts shows u upto the buildings!!
The twin-building u c at the center of this image is my appartment buildings!

Unfortunately it works only till town-level for India.


Try it out... tis fun :) My geography wud have been MUCH Better if this had come out in school ;)

And as I sit here lonely in my room, I remember the time I used to spend with her. Not that I wanted to leave her behind during all my travels.. but she wud just prove to be excess baggage if I took her along. And besides, I always thought... "Wot the heck.. tis not like she is irreplacable!"

And ven I came in here and settled in, I did manage to get maself a surrogate. Sum1 not "Her" and yet capable of giving me atleast half the pleasure she used to. And until now I thought this was true.

I remember sitting vit her in remorse times, my hand gently laid out over her. And as my fingers worked its way over her physical being, she sang to the tune of Fur Elise... Her sound sweeping across the room engulfing ur existence... as if... proclaiming oneness with you.

And she responded to most of my playful nuance... crooning softer ven I touched softly and bursting vit excitement if I poked hard. She even emoted the trills and the vibratoes as my fingers teased her with subtle variations. If I closed my eyes, I could almost paint her expressions in vivid color of my mind. It was like... she spoke to me.

And as I sit here lonely in my room, I remember the time I used to spend with her. I have this surrogate lying in front of me and she IS capable of singing too. But ven she does, her voice sounds so plain and colorless... she lacks the most essential ingredient of all... expressions.

I miss playing my keyboard. I miss my Triton.

Quite a few days back I was watching "American Desi" at home and was competely overpowered by laughter ven this one particular dialog was delivered... It was the surd in the movie explaining to the hero y he cud not directly invite the heroine for dinner... "because all Indian girls require a go-between!!" he said... and I was laughing and laughing not at the ridiculousness of the statement but because I really found quite a lot of truth in it!

Dunno bout u guys (n girls), but right from school (ven "going around vit sum1" was the fashion) most affairs seemed to have clicked only coz tey had a good "Go-Between". The role of the go-between was (and I kno tis coz Ive been 1 for numerous occasions - a good 1 too vit a strike rate of 100%) only to advance-intimate the girl bout the date n time of the proposal. Conversations typically ver intentionally kept vague. If u told too much, u spoil the surprise and if u told to less... u risk shocking the girl resulting in unpredictable reactions.

And maybe I wud tend to agree with the Surds analysis of the situation... An adaptation to that version is:
Ven a guy tells a girl on her face that he loves her, she finds it too direct and void of Romance. Add to it the fact that she is shocked and not given time to brace herself. With a go-between, she indirectly knows the intentions and is expecting it...So if she turns up, she is already 80% for it!

Its like wot sum1 once told me.."If sum1 asks me to kiss him, Id mostly refuse n shy away - mayb even throw a tantrum at the pevertness of his thought. But if sum1 says that he wishes to feel my breath on his lips while mine graze over his... I might give it a second thought."

Yet another continuation to the perspectives of life. Starting with Branding Relations uptil the Soulmates or Work-It-Outs I believe there has been quite a difference in the way I (and a few others) perceive things and the way most other people do. Here is yet another question to ponder on...

Yes I believe that it is posible for people to eventually fall in love and feel all those wonderful feelings u get ven in love. and yet I believe that quite a few (if not a majority) of people believe they are happy coz they cant think of any "Problem" they have with marriage. If I were to typically ask a married person (especially women) if they ver happy after marriage, here is wot Id expect:

Hmmm, lets c... No MIL issues... No Late night drinking issues... I have people who respect my personal space...no recent "BAD" fights... good amount of savings... 1 kid growing well... another soon on its way... NOPE NO PROBLEMS... M HAPPY.

But not having problems does not mean one is happy!! The right questions that one shud be asking is ... Am I getting what I want? Do I have enuf time away frm my daily chores to do a little for myself? Do I have an independant view that is still important? Have I compromised so much of what I wanted that I am no longer the same person I was before marriage?

Granted that vit additional responsibilities of family and children priorities change and one finds solace in doing those daily chores. And yet one can muse themselves ven 25 years of reflection only highlights cooking food, family visits, bringing up children, and countless instances of small meaningless sacrifices that cud have made a hell of a difference in what one is today.

One is happy ven one does wot he likes to do. But satisfying oneself saying that one likes to do something only because one does not face any problems doing it is a completely different story.

PS: This has been yet another exteeemist view and I kno there r a lot of "grays" out there. But ask urself ven was the last time u did something because "YOU" impulsively wanted to... and if the answer is more than a month in the past, you shud seriously re-think ur position.

An interesting comment I got off "Branding Relations" blog forces me to rite tis 2day. The question is... What if the couple in yesterdays blog ver indeed happy and loved each other?

Well for 1... Congratulations to having found the love of your life! But what we are talking about then is a matter of learning to love over time spent together rather than loving and then spending time together.

To make it more obvious (am not sure if u ppl r aware of this theory)... There are 2 sets of people in this world.

Ones that believe in Soulmates
These people tend to believe that there is that "One" (or very few) person (or people) out there specifically for them. They believe that this person is the ideal or as close to ideal match that they can get in this real world. The thing that is most important to them is the ability to recognize this other person when he/she crosses their paths.

Ones that dont believe in Soulmates
These people are more of the Work-It-Out kinds. They believe that no one is perfect and that Love can be built over time. For them, it is a matter of compromise, change and adjustment before they learn to love their partners for what they are.

People who believe in Soulmates are generally very passionate. They require the tickling butterflies, the cold sweats, the "sweep u off ur feet" kind of feeling before proclaiming that they are indeed in love. While the other faction of people generally tend to court, socialize, spend time, understand and logically deduce that they will be able to work things out with their better halfs and finally make an informed choice to fall in love (well awrite... maybe not that informed in many cases).

The point being, yesterdays couple surely belonged to the second clan of people. And if Love IS really "Illogical, spontaeneous overflow of feelings" for someone, then learning to love is kinda impossible dont u think?

I was in Sweden at that time and as always we had ganged up a group of 7-8 people and visited a local amusement park, Liseberg (pronounced "Lisebery"). It was a 2-day adventure and though I was awefully sure that ppl wud resist the next day, I figured that getting them spend a day there itself was worth the deal :) So off we went that morning to blow our guts out while having fun.

Among the people there was this one very interesting person. She was from Chenai and had eating habbits similar to mine (Simple noodles and Bread Sandwiches for as long as it takes). In fact she was one notch better than me in that she even skipped meals over days coz she was lazy 2 get into the kitchen 2 take the bread out!!

NEways, coming to the point... during the first half hour we scanned the whole site and figured out the rides that could not be missed. We had targetted the Hangover (a 180 degree loop coaster), Space Shot, and the Rainbow (M not sure bout the name but it was a platform that takes you like a giant wheel only to have nice upside-down patches during the ride).

All Girls (I think there ver 3) backed down from getting into the "Real" rides. I tried my normal coaxing but figured it was no point wasting time getting them to go coz in the meantime I cud take two rides off the equipment (u kno how it is while coaxing girls rite?).

The first ride was the Rainbow and while v stood in the line, this girl happened to be standing by me. All the while she kept looking at the people in the ride n feeling the rush as they shouted their guts out from the ride. And after a while of noticing I said.. "Scared?"... she said..."Yes.. and u?"... I said..."Offcourse..." rubbing my hands together indicating that I was so scared that I was getting chills.

"Then y r u goin?" she asked.. I actually did not know... but then I thought a bit n said... "coz m scared!!"... "Wot? Y wud u go if u ver scared?" she retorted... n I said... "If I did not do things which scared me, I wud not have done a lot of things thru life.. Mayb u shud try it too".. "Try wot? getting into the ride? No way.. M not crazy!!"... To this I guestured in an all knowledgeble deep "okey" and with a sly smile added.. "the world is filled with sane ppl you kno.. like me. Besides if it scares u so much, just close ur eyes!"...

Next thing I knew, she was sitting besides me in the Rainbow... She shouted her guts our and was laughing histerically ven v got off.. Not only that... I believe she sat in almost all the rides in the park without throwing any more tantrums (except the Hangover - It really looked scary :)

And to think back, she did have a real WILD side... All she needed was some1 2 nudge her over the edge!

I often wonder how ppl dont realize the amount of restrictions tey unknowingly place just because they try 2 slot their relations into the fixed set of containers they have created in their own private worlds!! This process is so so convoluted that ppl just end up either curbing themselves because the "Relation" does not allow them to or they force themselves into doing much more because the "Relation" needs them to! Well, welcome to the world of Branded Relations :)

Here is a story to elaborate:

They met one day at the workplace. He just happend to be passing by and she just happened to be siting there. She was introduced to him by one of their common friends and soon they started talking to each other. Initially she called him her "Acquaintance" and they generally spoke over lunch or during breaks. Soon they exchanged numbers and now they found themselves talking about problems faced in office, people in office, n general office gossip. He had become her "Office Friend".

One day during a usual telephone call he sensed her sobbing on the other side... being the poilte guy that he was he prodded her into telling him y she was crying. It had been a small family fight and after a usual pep-talk frm him she felt much better. Next day, not wanting to be insensitive he followed up vit her 2 make sure she was feeling alright. After a couple of more sessions discussing personal issues and a few more weeks thru time she looked to him as a one-point retreat for anything wrong in her life. He had become her "Bestest Friend".

Things seemed ok until a point ver tey found immense satisfaction in spending time together. Now the girl starts to think... "We spend so much time together. And we are not even going steady!! This is not going right. What vil ppl say?" So she speaks her heart out 2 him and they mutually decide that since they are not in an "Affair", they shud spend less time vit each other. As an obvious consequence of gettin so used to spending so much time vit each other during the past few days, the days without each other seemed longer than usual.

The girl again thinks... "Why wud I miss him so much unless he means something important to me?" And so again pours her thoughts out to the guy who completely agrees. So now they officially start having an affair.

Some more time passes and the girl again sits n thinks..."We are having an affair and he has not yet told me evn ONCE that he loves me". Off she goes and throws a big tantrum about it to him threatning him vit cutting relations and after recovering frm the shock he assures her that he loves her. He is not very sure... but they are having an affair and they do spend time together n he does like it... so logically he shud be loving her rite?

Now that he had acknowledged that he loves her, he starts thinking about it... Until then they never really spoke "Romantic". How cud he not be romantic ven he was in luv vit her? So next day he forces himself to rite her some luv notes, forces her to send kisses to him over phone, demands that she stay vit him much lonnger than usual. If she loved him, she wud do that for him now wud'nt she? And confronted vit the challenge of proving to him that she did indeed "Love" him... she gave in to most tantrums of his (except letting his hands run wild while kissing ;))

Another few months passed and she posed the inevitable question... He had really not thought about it and this was certainly a jolt into reality. They had been in an "Affair" and they acknowledged that they "Loved" each other. So the obvious future was to get "Married"!!

As predictable as they had been till now, like good children they went off and got "Married". Now since they had married, society demanded that they procreate... n so they now are a family with 2 nice lil children.

And even 2day if u ask either one of them if they loved each other... they'ed univocally say "Yes"... they are not sure... but they ver in an affair.. they said repeatedly in the past that they loved each other... they shared some forced romance which they got used to latter ... and they got married right?? Wot other explaination can all these facts lead up to other than the simple fact that they loved each other?

Duh!! And I thought You are supposed to drive a relation... Not let the Name of the Relation drive you!!!

And my heart sees no reason why I dream of the day I walk up to u with slow steps of anticipation... I am happy that I vil be seeing you after such a long time and the happiness has filled me with an energy so buoyant that I cant get the smile off my face... And yet the the nervousness of facing u has filled me up with butterflies fluttering all over giving me a sense of nausea affecting my sense of calm and better judgement.

We have never known each other before... infact we have hardly spoken at lengths a couple of times... And maybe thats the reason why I am so nervous... coz Ive always wondered if the look u gave me everytime we crossed each other was a passing glance or a subtle gaze understanding how I felt... And even while the count of these instances ven my heart has skipped a beat around u is negligible as compared to the plentitude of instances in my life, I dream of you...

And my heart sees no reason why I dream of the day I walk up to u with slow steps of anticipation... anticipation indeed where u look up into my eyes and whisper... I feel the same way as u do.

Ah well, but thats my dream. I wonder wots yours.

Funny how we are lost in ourselves in thoughts of burning desires for the one thing that will make us outshine the glories of the rest of the world.... Funny how we seek directions for actions that we believe leads us to the very essence of being human... And yet we so carelessly bleed away the harsh reality, the essence that differentiates the Living from the Living Dead, and the Passion that nurtures our Life...

The Greeks asked but one question upon the funeral of their companion... Did he live with Passion? and not many does understand the greatness of such a query. With passion comes glory... with passion comes resolution... with passion comes the fortitude to fight for wot one believes is right, the strength to stand by ones dreams, and the courage to face the consequences of ones actions head on with pride and grace...but most of all... with passion comes the peace in knowing that had you been given a second chance u cud have done nothing to make things different coz wot u put in during the first was your heart, your soul, and every ounce of your existence as you know it.

But if knowledge was the only key, we could infact make monkeys fly!! And wot did Greeks know about living NEWay?

So lets cheer the happy bunch of ourselves for being content with our dreams, for knowing that hardships bring no happiness, and for believing that living in this dark corner with unknown people in an unknown land shall help us in our ultimate purpose of life - Live unknown, Die unknown.

Opening up the possibility of Time Travel by the Theory of Relativity brought up many interesting arguements unto the way we have formalized this world uptill this date. One of the more famous examples quoted against the possibility of Reverse-Time Travel (travelling to the Past) is the Good Ol Grandma's Paradox.

Stated simply it says: If I were to travel to the past, to a time before I was born and kill my own grand mother.. that would lead to an inconsistent state wherein my Grandma is dead n so I was not born.. and since I was never born, I could never go to the past to kill her!!

I was always and still am intrigued to know wot the solution to this paradox will be until recently when I hit upon this article that describes The Law of Consistent History.

Wot this theory states in a matter of logical deductions is that the "Future" is based upon the incidents that happened in the "Past" and are happening in the "Present". The theory imagines a kind of Cronology-Protection System where-in all factors that result in a definite future (in this case My Birth) has already been determined (including the possibility that I will travel back in time and try to kill my grand mother). This system will then act as a force which will prevent me from doing anything that will effect the definite future. So in other words, Nature will moderate my actions in such a way that I will never be able to go back in time and kill my Grand Mom!!

It sounds pretty cool huh? Wait till I rephrase the theory in simpler words... It basically means that even though Time Travel is possible, I can never go to the past and Undo History the way we know it. Extending this further, as much as the past is completely defined... so is the future. So now after all these years, we are suddenly living in a world where the Past, Present and Future has already been determined by this mysterious "Cronology-Protection System".

Now here's my question: Were we not pained enough scientifically fighting the existence of FATE which religions press so hard upon us that we go about creating this bizzare scientific explaination for the very same thing and call it the CRONOLOGY-PROTECTION SYSTEM?

I have always admired the simplicity of the Digital World ver things can either be or not be. And applying this to fundamental Life-Equations have always got me on the wrong front with many people...

I have believed and still believe that things can really be described in simple terms as "Black" or "White". And yes... I kno that a lot of people I say this to retort saying... Well life is a bunch of Grey's too. Granted that there are greys all over the place... but if u look closely enough, they are still ultimately made up of "Black" and "White"!! Não compreendido?

The Shade of Grey comes from ones perspective of looking at things at a level too broad to allow for clarity. If I were to define Grey, I wud do so by saying that it is a big smudge of "Black" overlapping with a big smudge of "White". Magnify it a 1000 times... and u wud still see distinct particles of Black amongst distinct particles of White...

Dont take my word for it... Every one knows that the world is a constitution of two basic definitions - Matter and Energy. Every mordern scientific discovery has only proved the very basis that Matter is made up or particles called Atoms (at lower levels - still distinct particles called electrons, photons n neutrons). So now here is the ultimate magnification of Grey ver one will find either an atom contributing to the Black in the spectrum or an Atom contributing to the White. And as far as Energy is concerned, everyone knows that energy exists in this universe only as integral multiples of "h" (the divine Plank's Constant)

So maybe this world cannot be defined well in a binary system... But in an n-base System with "h" as a fundamental.... it definitely can.... And thus I conclude - Its a Digital World

After having a usual arguement vit ma folks about staying over in college...I was there sitting in the Students Union Council (SUC) room behind a drum kit. This was the first time I was touching a real one. We ver 2 actually have gotten it 3 days before, but for some reason Pitle (who was 2 get us the kit) messed up n we got the shipment late. And there I was... learning 2 setup the kit... at 0200Hrs in the night vit Dhems... One day before the D-Day - Aakarshan '94!!

We had the highest entries ever recorded in the history of RAIT, 49 Duets and 107 Solos... And I had to play an instrument which I was touching for the first time in front of the people who cud RIP u apart if u ver not good... The RAIT Junta!! Now thats the pressure M talking about.

Dhems n me ver histerically laughin 2 ourselves... It cant get more f***ed than this!! he went holding his belly while rolling on the floor... At one point I even considered going absconding for the next 1 month from college... N dats ven reality kicked in... V HAD 2 do wot we HAD 2 do!! I HAD 2 learn to play an instrument I had never touched in less than 8 hours!!

Time kept ticking while ppl around doing posters n graffiti painting slowly went to sleep... It was around 0300Hrs ven I finally started tinkering around beating ma drum sticks 2 songs that I was singing in ma head... and soon I realized the inevitable... The kit was positioned in the most uncomfortable way I cud ever imagine... So this time vit much more resolve I called on Dhems, re-organized the whole kit... The chokes vent to the right, the Toms ver reversed and snare came to the left. The Base... well, U had 2 play the base with ur right leg n I was not ready for that... So I just left it as it was :)

By the time I had warmed up to the kit it was 0430Hrs... I started getting a hang of the rhythm n finally I asked Dhems 2 get on his Tabla... We ver "tryin" to jam for about 30-40 mins before I really started to feel for the sounds n started playin real hard.. The favorites - Dum Maro Dum, Piya tu, Janoo Meri Jaan... The works!! And all the while I played, I played only on the Chokes n the Toms!

By the time sleep kicked into our physhe..it was 0500Hrs and the door of the SUC swung open... Our Very own Anna came in vit a sleepy face... Kya tum log raat bhar avaj kartai he said playfully... To which Dhems replied in his usual Baas kya Anna... Aap ko bhi malom hai aaj Aakarshan hai... Ek cup chai milega kya Anna?....pleeeaaaseee.

Finally with heavy heads and a sense of complete un-accomplishment we sat in the canteen sipping hot tea and eating Misal Pav. Both ver not very sure how the day wud end... Despite of the practice going ok types, we ver still unsure of the crowd... I mean who wud tolerate a "College Drummer" playing the drums without a BASE Kick!! But again, V HAD 2 do wot V HAD 2 do!! It was one of those times ven we looked at each other, knew exactly wot v ver going thru n said 2 ourselves...F*** it. Lets c wot happens.

And as the day grew older I played.. to every of those 49 Duets and 107 Solos.. And apart from the Drum Sticks flying off my hands 2 times, I guess I never got hit by a single Paper Ball!! (dats a real achievement for a 1st timer) During packup, Ajay Lois stopped by n said... Played well.. but it sounded weird... Was the mic to the Base off??... I only smiled n said... nah!! I dont think so... I was not playing the Base :) After the whole ordeal, it was amazing to realize that absolutely NO ONE except a few even realized that something was completely not in order!!

Now Fast Forward to 4th year, Aakarshan '97. I was still behind the drums, this time... chokes on the left, Toms placed correctly, Snare on the right.. and the Base.. beating away to beat of Enigma's Sadness. Three girls sitting right under me on stage, dancing frantically to the trills on my choke during the Fills in "Ruk Ja oh Dil Deewane"... After the show some1 (I later found her name to be Viva) walks up to me n says... U play really very well... not only that... latter that year I got some Anonymous Cards which said... U r the Music Mania of my life

And I sometimes think of it and smile... Music Mania... yeah rite!!

I remember the time I was a teen... I had this very conscious conflict for my identity... I had this urge to defy everything that was told to me only because I wanted to be "Me". And even if at that time I really did not know who "I" was, I still managed to put up a good show by experimenting different things, trying out things outside the ordinary, doing things on instinct rather than reason... And through the whole exercise there is this one basic thing I learnt... If u put ur hand in fire, ull burn ur fingers... and if u DID burn ur fingers, the Fire had nothing to do with it!!

To put it in simpler words, ones actions have their consequences and one has to be prepared to face them. Now I can see most people reading this topic nod in approval and I believe everyone I have told this to have nodded as well. But the fact is... If you DID take responsibility for all ur actions, you wud not b blaming somebody else for things that did not work out.... If u did take ur own decisions, you wud not be running around people asking them for advise on every small little thing in your life... and you certainly would not do someting which you did not believe in just because the society or people around you make you.

So now tell me... Do you really dare to live YOUR life?

Some people say... It is better to have loved and lost than not loved at all and I wonder if this is the most wortless statement I have ever heard.

Ive seen people in and out of love and I surely dont agree that it did them ANY good to experience that trauma they went through to get a hold of life again. C'mon guys!! this is not a game... its LIFE we are talking about... This is not a "Win Some-Lose Some" situation. Its a "Live Alive - Live Dead" situation.

Id rather say...Ignorance is Bliss and advise everybody to stay as far from Love as they can. Why? well eat this...

If Ive never been in Love, M a happy-go-lucky sucker who DOES NOT KNOW WHATS BEYOND. And if I ever did fall in love n lose it, Id be depressed thinking about it all my life cribbing bout wot M missing for crying out loud!! Then wots the point??

When u are a kid, ur parents know everything. They know how u shud dress, how u shud run, how u shud talk... they even know wot u like n dislike... I wud say, just think of them and let it pass...

When u are in school, ur teachers know everyting. They know the syllabus, they have answers to all the questions (evn if the answer is "u r too small to underdtand"), they know if u are dumb or intelligent, they even know that u are 2 blame in the latest act of mischief... I wud say, just think of them and let it pass...

When u are in college, ur friends know everything. They know how 2 make u laugh, they know all ur crushes, they know when u get butterflies in ur stomach... they even know the correct solution to every problem u face... I wud say, just think of them and let it pass...

When u are at work, ur superiors know everything. They know ur problem, your weakness... they know ur aptitude... They even know how u shud go about doing your work... I wud say, just think of them and let it pass...

And sometimes along the way, besides ur bosses... u might find some colleagues who know everything. They are prompt to give solutions and help u make career moves. They even know that there are a lot of people who think they know everything and so you should finally forget about them and start thinking for urselves... I wud say, just think of them and let it pass...

Montreal is supposed to be European. I did not se any photographs of such structures
Mordern Buildings is what I found Montreal to be. I guess we didnot have enough time to scout around or due to the JAZZ Festival, things ver much more bustling than normally.

Is this your car?
Offcourse not. It is a rental we had over the weekend.

This is a very nice picture. But I think it will be better n color.
I thought so too. However, in color it looks a lot brighter and the only dominant tones are that of the yellow halo filling up te entire snap. So I chose to make it B/W.