Thursday, December 20, 2007
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Masala Mix
I have been quite busy these days that I hardly have time to visit any blog. Yesterday I looked at my blog and I was quite shocked to see the number of posts for this month.
I don’t know what kept me so busy to neglect my blog so much. Well, one thing is work, second got to be..ummm..movies and third the internet. Besides this, I guess it is the excitement of going home for Christmas that made me neglect my blog or any other blog. However, I am still quite active in Lawrkawm and Buannel
To my surprise, I really love working here..I love the work and I simply love working here. The only thing I hate here is the infamous transport. Besides my issues with them, I hate the amount of time I spent on the cab. Like most of BPOs agent, I listened to radio a lot. Yes, in cab we hardly listened to English songs; it’s Hindi songs all the way. If an English song comes up, whoever sits in front will immediately change the station. And the only time you have the chance to listen to English number is when Akon, Shakira and Blue are played. I am not exaggerating here but it is. I remember the time while I was still in IBM. There was this new joinee. We boarded the cab and the driver was I think a Nepali or a non-north Indian. I was enjoying the songs played in the radio, old English numbers. Then this new guy who was sitting in front suddenly changed the station. I was so pissed off but didn’t say a thing. But the most amazing thing happened; the driver changed the station back to the one I was listening to, without saying a word. I couldn’t help but smile all the way all the way.
Listening to radio everyday sure makes you aware of the different stations. Like some station’s theme:
Number vaaaannnnnn
Radio One, Radio One, FM 94.3
Then there is this not so beautiful one – 92.7 FM something like that, I don’t remember.
My favorite one is:
Red FM, Red FM, 93.5
I love the tune and the music.
I have been watching Heroes these days and I really really love the it. I dream, sleep and eat Heroes. My mind is filled with Peter Petrelli, Sylar, Hiro Nakamura, Nathan, Dr. Suresh, “Frying man” (Flying man), “You are a virrain (villain)”, “Save the cheerleader, save the world” and more. And Peter Petrelli had become so hot in the season 2. What’s so sexy about Peter in the second season is his new found confidence and yes, of course, his power.
I asked my roommates, ‘’If you can have the power, whose will you choose?” and like kids, we were choosing whose power we want, lolzzz and when the tree of us are beyond our 25 yrs.
Anyway, my one question in Heroes is how Sylar flew. Sylar have his power by killing that person and took their power. But Sylar flew once, remember? When the FBI (the girl) and Parkman ran after him.
I come in peace
Christmas is so near and I can’t believe that I will be leaving for home day after tomorrow. This is like a dream, gosh, can’t wait to go home. I have been longing to be with my family during Christmas and I am going to this year, by God’s grace. And yes, I will be meeting someone, eh!
And last but not the leaset, here's a new picture a friend send me the other day :)
..and I'll be home for Christmas :)
I don’t know what kept me so busy to neglect my blog so much. Well, one thing is work, second got to be..ummm..movies and third the internet. Besides this, I guess it is the excitement of going home for Christmas that made me neglect my blog or any other blog. However, I am still quite active in Lawrkawm and Buannel
To my surprise, I really love working here..I love the work and I simply love working here. The only thing I hate here is the infamous transport. Besides my issues with them, I hate the amount of time I spent on the cab. Like most of BPOs agent, I listened to radio a lot. Yes, in cab we hardly listened to English songs; it’s Hindi songs all the way. If an English song comes up, whoever sits in front will immediately change the station. And the only time you have the chance to listen to English number is when Akon, Shakira and Blue are played. I am not exaggerating here but it is. I remember the time while I was still in IBM. There was this new joinee. We boarded the cab and the driver was I think a Nepali or a non-north Indian. I was enjoying the songs played in the radio, old English numbers. Then this new guy who was sitting in front suddenly changed the station. I was so pissed off but didn’t say a thing. But the most amazing thing happened; the driver changed the station back to the one I was listening to, without saying a word. I couldn’t help but smile all the way all the way.
Listening to radio everyday sure makes you aware of the different stations. Like some station’s theme:
Number vaaaannnnnn
Radio One, Radio One, FM 94.3
Then there is this not so beautiful one – 92.7 FM something like that, I don’t remember.
My favorite one is:
Red FM, Red FM, 93.5
I love the tune and the music.
I have been watching Heroes these days and I really really love the it. I dream, sleep and eat Heroes. My mind is filled with Peter Petrelli, Sylar, Hiro Nakamura, Nathan, Dr. Suresh, “Frying man” (Flying man), “You are a virrain (villain)”, “Save the cheerleader, save the world” and more. And Peter Petrelli had become so hot in the season 2. What’s so sexy about Peter in the second season is his new found confidence and yes, of course, his power.
I asked my roommates, ‘’If you can have the power, whose will you choose?” and like kids, we were choosing whose power we want, lolzzz and when the tree of us are beyond our 25 yrs.
Anyway, my one question in Heroes is how Sylar flew. Sylar have his power by killing that person and took their power. But Sylar flew once, remember? When the FBI (the girl) and Parkman ran after him.
I come in peace
Christmas is so near and I can’t believe that I will be leaving for home day after tomorrow. This is like a dream, gosh, can’t wait to go home. I have been longing to be with my family during Christmas and I am going to this year, by God’s grace. And yes, I will be meeting someone, eh!
And last but not the leaset, here's a new picture a friend send me the other day :)
..and I'll be home for Christmas :)
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Never missed a game
I received this in my email the other day and I was really touched. Just want to share it out here for whoever comes across.
Bob Richards, the former pole-vault champion, shares a moving story about a skinny young boy who loved football with all his heart.
Practice after practice, he eagerly gave everything he had. But being half the size of the other boys, he got absolutely nowhere. At all the games, this hopeful athlete sat on the bench and hardly ever played.
This teenager lived alone with his father, and the two of them had a very special relationship. Even though the son was always On the bench, his father was always in the stands cheering. He never missed a game. This young man was still the smallest of the class when he entered high school. But his father continued to encourage him but also made it very clear that he did not have to play football if he didn’t want to.
But the young man loved football and decided to hang in there. He was determined to try his best at every practice, and perhaps he’d get to play when he became a senior. All through high school he never missed a practice or a game but remained a bench-warmer all four years. His faithful father was always in the stands, always with words of encouragement for him. When the young man went to college, he decided to try out for the football team as a “walk-on.” Everyone was sure he could never make the cut, but he did.
The coach admitted that he kept him on the roster because he always puts his heart and soul to every practice, and at the same time, provided the other members with the spirit and hustle they badly needed.The news that he had survived the cut thrilled him so much that he rushed to the nearest phone and called his father. His father shared his excitement and was sent season tickets for all the college games. This persistent young athlete never missed practice during his four years at college, but he never got to play in a game.
It was the end of his senior football season, and as he trotted onto the practice field shortly before the big playoff game, the coach met him with a telegram. The young man read the telegram and he became deathly silent. Swallowing hard, he mumbled to the coach, “My father died this morning. Is it all right if I miss practice today?” The coach put his arm gently around his shoulder and said, “Take the rest of the week off, son. And don’t even plan to come back to the game on Saturday.”
Saturday arrived, and the game was not going well. In the third quarter, when the team was ten points behind, a silent young man quietly slipped into the empty locker room and put on his football gear. As he ran onto the sidelines, the coach and his players were astounded to see their faithful teammate back so soon. “Coach, please let me play. I’ve just got to play today,” said the young man. The coach pretended not to hear him. There was no way he wanted his worst player in this close playoff game. But the young man persisted, and finally feeling sorry for the kid, the coach gave in. “All right,” he said.”You can go in.” Before long, the coach, the players and everyone in the stands could not believe their eyes. This little unknown, who had never played before was doing everything right. The opposing team could not stop him. He ran, he passed, blocked, and tackled like a star. His team began to triumph. The score was soon tied. In the closing seconds of the game,this kid intercepted a pass and ran all the way for the winning touchdown. The fans broke loose. His teammates hoisted him onto their shoulders. Such cheering you never heard.
Finally, after the stands had emptied and the team had showered and left the locker room, the coach noticed that this young man was sitting quietly in the corner all alone. The coach came to him and said, ”Kid, I can’t believe it. You were fantastic! Tell me what got into you? How did you do it?”
He looked at the coach, with tears in his eyes, and said, “Well, you knew my dad died, but did you know that my dad was blind?” The young man swallowed hard and forced a smile, “Dad came to all my games, but today was the first time he could see me play, and I wanted to show him I could do it!”
Like the athlete’s father, God is always there cheering for us. He’s always reminding us to go on. He’s even offering us His hand for He knows what is best, and is willing to give us what we need and not simply what we want. GOD has never missed a single game. What a joy to know that life is meaningful if lived for the Highest. Live for HIM for He’s watching us in the game of life!
Bob Richards, the former pole-vault champion, shares a moving story about a skinny young boy who loved football with all his heart.
Practice after practice, he eagerly gave everything he had. But being half the size of the other boys, he got absolutely nowhere. At all the games, this hopeful athlete sat on the bench and hardly ever played.
This teenager lived alone with his father, and the two of them had a very special relationship. Even though the son was always On the bench, his father was always in the stands cheering. He never missed a game. This young man was still the smallest of the class when he entered high school. But his father continued to encourage him but also made it very clear that he did not have to play football if he didn’t want to.
But the young man loved football and decided to hang in there. He was determined to try his best at every practice, and perhaps he’d get to play when he became a senior. All through high school he never missed a practice or a game but remained a bench-warmer all four years. His faithful father was always in the stands, always with words of encouragement for him. When the young man went to college, he decided to try out for the football team as a “walk-on.” Everyone was sure he could never make the cut, but he did.
The coach admitted that he kept him on the roster because he always puts his heart and soul to every practice, and at the same time, provided the other members with the spirit and hustle they badly needed.The news that he had survived the cut thrilled him so much that he rushed to the nearest phone and called his father. His father shared his excitement and was sent season tickets for all the college games. This persistent young athlete never missed practice during his four years at college, but he never got to play in a game.
It was the end of his senior football season, and as he trotted onto the practice field shortly before the big playoff game, the coach met him with a telegram. The young man read the telegram and he became deathly silent. Swallowing hard, he mumbled to the coach, “My father died this morning. Is it all right if I miss practice today?” The coach put his arm gently around his shoulder and said, “Take the rest of the week off, son. And don’t even plan to come back to the game on Saturday.”
Saturday arrived, and the game was not going well. In the third quarter, when the team was ten points behind, a silent young man quietly slipped into the empty locker room and put on his football gear. As he ran onto the sidelines, the coach and his players were astounded to see their faithful teammate back so soon. “Coach, please let me play. I’ve just got to play today,” said the young man. The coach pretended not to hear him. There was no way he wanted his worst player in this close playoff game. But the young man persisted, and finally feeling sorry for the kid, the coach gave in. “All right,” he said.”You can go in.” Before long, the coach, the players and everyone in the stands could not believe their eyes. This little unknown, who had never played before was doing everything right. The opposing team could not stop him. He ran, he passed, blocked, and tackled like a star. His team began to triumph. The score was soon tied. In the closing seconds of the game,this kid intercepted a pass and ran all the way for the winning touchdown. The fans broke loose. His teammates hoisted him onto their shoulders. Such cheering you never heard.
Finally, after the stands had emptied and the team had showered and left the locker room, the coach noticed that this young man was sitting quietly in the corner all alone. The coach came to him and said, ”Kid, I can’t believe it. You were fantastic! Tell me what got into you? How did you do it?”
He looked at the coach, with tears in his eyes, and said, “Well, you knew my dad died, but did you know that my dad was blind?” The young man swallowed hard and forced a smile, “Dad came to all my games, but today was the first time he could see me play, and I wanted to show him I could do it!”
Like the athlete’s father, God is always there cheering for us. He’s always reminding us to go on. He’s even offering us His hand for He knows what is best, and is willing to give us what we need and not simply what we want. GOD has never missed a single game. What a joy to know that life is meaningful if lived for the Highest. Live for HIM for He’s watching us in the game of life!
Sunday, December 02, 2007
Good things in life
I've been doing a lot of thinking these days - why do we live?, why is this happening to me? etc etc and then I looked at it the other way. What are the good things in life and so I was able to come up with a few lists
1. Family: Each day I realized how importance of family
2. Having friends to rely on
3. Having friends who will always listen to your crap: Especially when you are down
4. Having a good appetite: I’ve realized how valuable this is after losing my appetite these days; I’ve forced myself to take medicine to have my appetite back
5. Being able to hurt: It hurts but it is a memory
6. Having a sound sleep: After having a very very good sleep today, it makes me feel great
7. Falling in love: Makes a person out of you
8. Earning your bread: This gives you confidence
9. Being able to see: to see beauty of nature, beautiful clothes and of course cute guys, lol
10. Being able to hear
11. Being able to cry
12. Being able to laugh
13. Having roof over your head
14. Putting on warm clothes or cover yourself with blankets to do away with the cold
15. Cell phone, lol..
and the list goes on and on
………and BEER!! Hahahaha….
1. Family: Each day I realized how importance of family
2. Having friends to rely on
3. Having friends who will always listen to your crap: Especially when you are down
4. Having a good appetite: I’ve realized how valuable this is after losing my appetite these days; I’ve forced myself to take medicine to have my appetite back
5. Being able to hurt: It hurts but it is a memory
6. Having a sound sleep: After having a very very good sleep today, it makes me feel great
7. Falling in love: Makes a person out of you
8. Earning your bread: This gives you confidence
9. Being able to see: to see beauty of nature, beautiful clothes and of course cute guys, lol
10. Being able to hear
11. Being able to cry
12. Being able to laugh
13. Having roof over your head
14. Putting on warm clothes or cover yourself with blankets to do away with the cold
15. Cell phone, lol..
and the list goes on and on
………and BEER!! Hahahaha….
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