Well..this one's an excerpt from the internet..a survey was conducted on what love meant to kids ..and the replies were more profound, and close to heart than what we grown ups can think...couldn't resist posting it here:)
See what you think:
"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when hands got arthritis too. That's love"
"When someone loves you, the way they say your name different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."
"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on cologne and they go out and smell each other"
"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of French fries without making them give you any of theirs."
"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired"
"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK"
"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday"
"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well"
"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore"
"My mommy loves me more than anybody.You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night"
"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken"
"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and says he is handsomer than Robert Redford"
"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day"
"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones"
"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." (what an imagination!!!)
Amazing..eh!! So what's your definition of love??
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Seven things I can't stand
1. The mention of my marriage to my mummy by my mummy's aunt's chacha's bahu's friend. I mean boss..mind your own lives..your nose ends where mine begins.
2. Women bitching about their in-laws(Well that's the most common breed)..or anybody else for that matter.
3. Lizards..eeeeexx!!
4. Kids acting too grown up for their age.
5. Saas bahu serials.
6. Intrusion in my space..its sacred to me.
7. Bugs in my code!!!
2. Women bitching about their in-laws(Well that's the most common breed)..or anybody else for that matter.
3. Lizards..eeeeexx!!
4. Kids acting too grown up for their age.
5. Saas bahu serials.
6. Intrusion in my space..its sacred to me.
7. Bugs in my code!!!
Friday, July 18, 2008
Rant time
God!! I have been off blogging for such a loooooooooong time..in fact I have been off so many things I love to do for weeks now:(
Huh..this software industry does strange things to people...and to sum up..life gets constrained within a few coffee sips from the pantry...bundled up with those outlook calendars...and oh..not to mention the deadlines hanging with them...and on top of giving your life and blood to it, you end up being a "RESOURCE"..Oh how I hate that term..kinda lends me a non-living character..and to worsen it all..suddenly everybody starts talking about your marriage..Damn!!!
Seems only one of them can survive at a given time..either the project..or my hypothetical projected marriage that happens every time I plan to go home...
Now, now..i know I am cribbing..its not that bad after all..with all "so fat pay packets to flaunt"..so what if you don't have the time and energy to spend it after slogging your guts out for an eternity...
Wait..cribbing again!
Let me start afresh..am I doing this job for money..or do I really like it?
I guess the answer is "Both". Yes there's this financial independence which I won't give up at any cost, but then every piece of code that runs gives me this sense of achievement..and to be honest..as long as I am sitting in front of my comp coding..its just plain fun..every bit of it.
The only issue I see here is that too much of any thing can be obnoxious..and that includes code.
Guess..I am not working this weekend..not logging into my dev machine at office anymore...no more of .NET and Sharepoint going in my head..and that's a promise to myself...but oh..I just got some mail..Be Right back!!
Huh..this software industry does strange things to people...and to sum up..life gets constrained within a few coffee sips from the pantry...bundled up with those outlook calendars...and oh..not to mention the deadlines hanging with them...and on top of giving your life and blood to it, you end up being a "RESOURCE"..Oh how I hate that term..kinda lends me a non-living character..and to worsen it all..suddenly everybody starts talking about your marriage..Damn!!!
Seems only one of them can survive at a given time..either the project..or my hypothetical projected marriage that happens every time I plan to go home...
Now, now..i know I am cribbing..its not that bad after all..with all "so fat pay packets to flaunt"..so what if you don't have the time and energy to spend it after slogging your guts out for an eternity...
Wait..cribbing again!
Let me start afresh..am I doing this job for money..or do I really like it?
I guess the answer is "Both". Yes there's this financial independence which I won't give up at any cost, but then every piece of code that runs gives me this sense of achievement..and to be honest..as long as I am sitting in front of my comp coding..its just plain fun..every bit of it.
The only issue I see here is that too much of any thing can be obnoxious..and that includes code.
Guess..I am not working this weekend..not logging into my dev machine at office anymore...no more of .NET and Sharepoint going in my head..and that's a promise to myself...but oh..I just got some mail..Be Right back!!
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