It wasn?t reall sad the way they said good-bye
Or maybe it just hurt so bad she couldn?t cry
He packed his things, walked out the door and drove away
And she became the girl from yesterday
He took a plane across the seaTo some foreign land
She stayed at home and tried to understand
How someone who had been so close could be so far away
And she became the girl from yesterday
She doesn?t know what?s right
She doesn?t know what?s wrong
She only knows the pain that comes from waiting for so long
And she doesn?t count the teardrops
That she?s cried while he?s away
Because she knows deep in her heartThat he?ll be back someday
The light?s on in the window;
she?s waiting by the phoneTalking to a memory that?s never coming home
She dreams of his returning and the things that he might say
But she?ll always be the girl from yesterday
Yeh, she?ll always be the girl from yesterday

Well well nothing to blog today...just feeling bored ......thinking of goin to a movie or chat with friends. yawn.....hmmm sleepy gonna go now aaaddiioooooooooooooos.
viki

BANG BANG AND I AM HIT.............................


U get a sudden jerk......get hit all over ...ur glasses are broken and u dont realize wat has happened for over couple of seconds......boy then ur hit by a car........yes i was hit.....boy that was an expirience....man......had to takr complete bed rest for a day.
adios
viki

One more Diwali , one more year....time is moving fast, in fact it flies.....i still remember my last diwali ...still fresh in my mind......amazing........
Well also came across this Rangoli in dombivli....u wont believe it was 5100 sq ft....zimbly amazing...the artist had shown Shivaji's coronation ceremony....with 110 ppl in it....and about 900 kg of rangoli powder used....entered limca book of records...and waiting for a world record......dimensions ...roughly 110 ft by 50 ft.....

adios
viki

Bush all the way..........ya Dubya wins the race......now he is gonna save america from Bin Laden and others hehehehe........just imagine one more terrorist atack and what will happen to Bush......Bush hmm funny name......as osama is hiding in the bushes of afganistan and Bush is gonnna smoke him out....."Smoke him out " he must have said this a thousand times........ and similarly Osama must be saying I am gonna Bush him Out .......from america ofcourse......
why the hell should i worry....its kerry who has to worry about a nation who is afraid of a cave man as claimed by Bush himself.
adios
viki

Boy oh Boy....this Bush And Kerry fight is getting more and more interesting....even more than our Indian elections......timely pop-ups in the form of osama supporting bush and wat not....tomorrow is the D Day.....hehehe...Dono Bush aur Kerry ki Phati padi hogi.
well i think kerry is gonna make it this time.....lets see.

Also met or rather had a close encounter with Glenn Mcgrath and Micheal kasprowisch....both Aussie fast bowlers at Velocity....thanks to Fosters the sponsorers....

Nothing much new......looking forward to have one more session of white water rafting this month end.......
btw guys i think we should be more regular on our blogs wat say.

adios
viki

Hola Ppl....

Anybody has any idea how the Sugar lobby is operating...and how these ppl have amassed so much of money.......tonnes of money.....well wait for some time......mean while u also can drop in some info so that i can build upon it.

Adios
Viki

Well another weekend is fast approaching....still not decided wat to do........arrgh......gonna do something......I lack planning in my life.......
adios
viki

Well does this Universe follow a cyclic character?

Yes that is what i believe in and it was questioned by someone...had a good argument...put in some good points .......that made him think.

wat say ppl wats ur opinion?

Its been a months time since i am getting these dreams where i am meeting all my old friends...can somebody interpret it for me what does that mean?

dont exist....... live
adios
viki

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Hmm nothing to blog as of now....feeling sleepy....gonna go home and rest....may be i will post a blog on saturday....
adios
viki

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Why should I fear death? If I am, death is not. If death is, I am not. Why should I fear that which cannot exist when I do?

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hey belly i was drunk when i posted that last one...blog story...wat blog story...i cant remember a thing about it..i must be dreaming.....even i am in pain( i laughed so hard).....

btw ppl i just read this funda of reductio ad absurdum ( forgive me if i mis-spelt)......cool funda....will post in detail about that later.

hmmm i had to think about gods existance today...and all thanks to belly....still wondering.....

also planning to pump iron from this comin weekend....courtesy roan....who really inspired me.
hey roan....just imagined u as a big hunk with a small face....hey i think u should not give trouble to ur physical part of u.......hehe
adios
viki

Hey belly congrats to u man .......gr8 decision man... i hope u enjoy these two years which are about to follow.
gr8 yaar.
and yes start blogging man.....i think u roan and me lets start blog story.
adios
viki

.....

saturdays are so boring....especially when u have to work also.

............

DIVINE EXTORTION

Well i had gone to a client in Thane (a mumbai suburb), due to our efficient working of railways i reached my destination a little early...... well i was made to wait at the reception......ooolala the scene starts from here......

A dark fatsy guy enters the reception area...probably does not hold a paas also bcoz the security was following him.

Heads straight to the innocent girl sitting at the counter.......ganpati (Name of Hindu god).....he says.....vargani (collection).....then a silence......then the girl says " pan kal ek manus alela" (but yesterday a man had come)......blackie says.....hmmm "pan to amcha party cha nasel" (but he might not be form our side......."are madam aata ganpatila loktar yetil" (ppl come during ganpati)....."tumchya sahebanchishi bolaycha aahe" ( wanna talk to ur boss)....the girl forward the call to some guy....now the real funny part starts.....the man speaks in angrezi (english).....sir...i am come here for vargani....plz do the payment...it is tradition from ur company every year....the guy on the phone probably asks which party.....blackie say Republican.....in a loud voice........and he slams the phone......meanwhile i was called by the concerned person so i left......but it was really gr8 watching a divine experience .......

adios

viki

Blog of Vivek Kiranji

Hi all.
typical of all the tuesdays....very boring and planning how about the coming weekend, btw roan and belly u both dumb asses....where r u ppl....roan stop telling everybody that u had brought a new mobile .....kutte.

Btw read this new blog on the block....its http://kissmychaddhi.blogspot.com/
welll done santosh....good work.

adios

Split my head......its waste.... or rather listen to me....its priceless.

its one of those stuff when i scribble wat comes to my mind.

comon u ppl prove me that u read this blog.

ok ....its finally out.......roan thats it.....

anyways junta.......i dont know how to put this but was very scared yesterday...thanks to a friend of mine......chatted with her and really felt better....getting these feeelings every month nowadays....some say its supernatural....hehe.....Crap......
well roan nice blog .

planning to go to jagjit's show tomorrow....lets see.....
btw belly w r ur blogs.
adios
viki

hola tambi,

oye roan u gonna read this...prove it put a comment.
bye the way.....got this new management funda calle eotional seliing...its the art of knowing a persons emotional weakness and making it ur selling point.

adios
damn it....wat?....damn it i said...... oh ...ok damn it.......but wat....arrrgh dhum!!!!!

Just heard a rumour.....
ICICI is bankrupt hahahah....lol
adios....removed all my money
viki

HI all i read this somewhere.

"i agree that there's no money in poetry, but my dear friend there's no poetry in money either."

To this i remembered one saying which goes like this(its in hindi)

" Paisa Khuda to nahi hain, lekin khuda ki kasam
Khuda se kam bhi nahi hain"

now i feel like scribbling something

Arz hain
" Baton baton mein ishara ho gaya
jo chota sa sapna tha, woh bhi tut gaya
kya hum itne bure the jo tune chod diya
dil ka ghav abhi bhara tha, jo tune khol diya"........aadab.

wow...instant shayari....lol


adios
astalavista.

A Rainy Day on a Train in Mumbai

"Yere yere pausa

tula deto paisa

paisa zhala khota

paus ala motah"

This was the song which we were singing yesterday in a train....and that too when the trains were all halted due to heavy rains. We didnt knew each other....but even then we were having a blast. even though we were trapped in train for more than 40 min.....time just flew like a swift.

The rain gods had opened the taps wide open...it was pouring...cant be compared to anything. the onlything visible was water, water and more water......

scene two: the train slowly reaches ghatkopar station....some of us get down and then there are these announcement which said a train to thane has been cancelled...and many more announcements like those......The best part...We were all cheering each and every announcement....as if sachin has hit a six off shoiab.......was fun man......

scene three: Caught a bus to ghatkopar...340 to be precise.... crowded and riding on one of the worst roads of mumbai....the all gr8 andheri-kurla link road (ask anybody i am not joking...its infact the worst road)....pot holes which a normal man would call it a well....rickshaws will get drowned in it....a ride far better than essel world's best ride......again everybody was enjoying it.........

Amchi Mumbai...Truly amchi Mumbai.......in these times of trouble...how all get together and make it a enjoyble moment...instead of just cribbing about the situation...like some ppl do.

i wish this Mumbai culture lives for ever an ever and is not overtaken by some highclass, upcollar culture..........who crib all the time

Adios

Viki

Its raining heavily here in Mumbai.....its one of those beautiful rainy days. trains have stopped running. ppl are rushing home and everything is happening.
its raining hard....the clouds have gone mad...its so cool.......
adios
Vicky

 


http://www.expression.philips.com.br/artes/venc2003/obrasflash/rmello/o_incomodo.swf

check this out

Effects of mutations............... 

The Dhammapada
The Dhammapada, an anthology of 423 verses, has long been recognized as one of the
masterpieces of early Buddhist literature. From ancient times to the present, the
Dhammapada has been regarded as the most succinct expression of the Buddha's
teaching found in the Theravada Pali Canon of scriptures known as the Khuddaka
Nikaya ("Minor Collection") of the Sutta Pitaka.
Buddhist tradition has it that shortly after the passing away of the Buddha his
disciples met in council at Rajagaha for the purpose of recalling to mind the truths
they had received from their beloved Teacher during the forty-five years of his
ministry. Their hope was to implant the principles of his message so firmly in
memory that they would become a lasting impetus to moral and spiritual conduct, for
themselves, their disciples, and for all future disciples who would seek to follow in the
footsteps of the Awakened One.
With the Teacher no longer among them, the monks found themselves with the
responsibility of handing on the teaching as faithfully as possible. Having no written
texts to rely on, they did as their ancestors had before them and prepared their
discourses for recitation, that is, basic themes were repeated with variations in order
to impress the ideas on their hearers. At that time, according to the Sinhalese, the
Dhammapada was orally assembled from the sayings of Gautama given on some
three hundred different occasions.
Subsequently, several renditions of the Dhammapada in the Sanskrit and Chinese
languages came into circulation. Likewise, a number of stanzas are to be found
almost verbatim in other texts of the canonical literature, testifying to the esteem in
which its content was anciently held. Since first collated, the Dhammapada has
become one of the best loved of Buddhist scriptures, recited daily by millions of
devotees who chant its verses in Pali or in their native dialect.
It was inevitable that differences in interpretation of teaching as well as of
disciplinary practices would arise, with the result that about a century after the First
Council was held a second gathering was called to affirm the purity of the doctrine. It
was at this Second Council that the Arhats divided into two main streams, namely,
the Mahasanghika or "Great Assembly" and the Theravada or "Doctrine of Elders."
These gradually developed into the Mahayana or Northern School of Buddhism
espoused chiefly in India, Tibet, China, and later Japan, and the Hinayana or
Southern School whose stronghold is Sri Lanka, Burma, and the countries of
Southeast Asia.

Hi ppl,
from today i am gonna write something about Dhammapada.........its a learning exp for me also..........

the goa trip was amazing....zing zing

elow
nothing to write much.
gonna go to goa...will leave in sometime , gonna upload those pics also.
adios
viki

hello 

Hi ppl
just scribbled some lines today,

TITLED: Life is a Dice.

 

I am sorry about the things i have done

And i am sorrry about the things which i have not done.

 
When i think of the past,

I realize that time has really gone fast.

 
Remembering you in front of a sunset,

I realized what i have lost.

 
Times when we both used to play and have fun,

Never realized that i will remember you so often.

 

But i have no regrets for what i have lost

At whatever may be the cost.

 
What i realized is that life is a dice

Sad or Happy its always nice.

 

Viki 
Adios
  

elow world,
atlast one of my blogs got posted on google.....that was cool.....the link is http://raptor.rediffblogs.com
njoy
adios

ethics is very specific ...i kept on arguing ...but they didnt agree with me.....i think i am still right ...ethics is very specific and keeps on changing from person to person.
wat do u all say

aap closeup kyon nahi karte hain.....shit the ad has caught me!!!!!!!!

elow world,
this deja vu stuff has been haunting me past many years and today one of the most horrible things happened.....yesterday as i was returning home after some shopping, i saw S*** (Name withheld) who is my friend....myself and s*** had last met almost a year back....i tried to call him but i lost him in the crowd....i came to college today morning and after going through my regular mail one of my friends S*****( this is the other one) had sent a mail with subject title "obituary", i opened it assuming it to be a funny mail or just one of his timepass mails......but to my surprise i found that it contained the sad news of s***'s mothers death due to cardiac arrest....i was shocked reading it.....just bfor opening the mail i was planning to call sukrut and tell him to fix up a meet involving all of us who had not met for last year............but it turned out to be something diferent.......
adios

well as i am doing my pg in Marketing something on it...
" The customer never buys what u think u sell to them"
kinda mother hood statement but its so true, well today everything seem to be very true to me....getting that kinda feelin.......

well i am gonna start right now.
this is what max payne say's in his last appearence and its so true.....(well those who dont know max payne..feel free to use google)

"I LIED TO MYSELF THAT IT WAS OVER
BUT IT WASN'T...........
AND IT WILL BE WORSE BEFORE IT ENDS,
YOU CANT RUN FROM YOUR PAST
THIS IS LOVE........ AND LOVE HURTS."

Well atlast my results are out i passed although the marks are not that gr8, but well maybe next sem i will crack it. was waiting for the results to get announced then i will start my Public blog, although i have my personal blog for maybe a year now....i had to start this...well its just a active step towards putting my life in front of this world.....
adios
vikki

Shriganesh