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Ignored

Deep in thought, Not really there. I wonder why people don't care. Wondering why they just stop and stare. Sometimes I think it isn't fair. They Look at me like some kind of freak, Every time I go to speak. They love to chat, they love to glisten, but when it comes to me they just don't listen. like I"m a ghost, like I'm the wind, They ignore me like I was sinned. ~ sweetydusty

Happy Holi

It's Holi today and yes, of course, Happy Holi to everyone. But for me, I don't like this festival. I just hate it anything. Agreed its color of festivals and you need to forget the differences between people. Just like colors when brought together makes a great artwork. But the colors need to be in appropriate proportions. And an artist when creating masterpiece, balances them well and in a discipline. I am sorry, but the meanings of the true Holi have lost their significance, entirely. Yes entirely . Today, its all about, how to behave in the most weirdest and craziest way possible. The more, the better. Try to color someone with such a color, that it lasts longer than anything...eternity. Or it's an opportunity to color a girl whom guys look through the backgrounds. Is it an occasion of meaning or just an opportunity to have a crack at a girl; a day when somebody thinks why did he played holi and with what color he played; or a day of another holiday. And so I don...

Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara

इक बात होंटों तक है जो आई नहीं बस आँखों से है झांकती तुमसे कभी, मुझसे कभी कुछ लफ्ज़ हैं वो मांगती जिनको पहनके होंटों तक आ जाए वो आवाज़ की बाहों में बाहें डालके इठलाये वो लेकिन जो यह इक बात है अहसास ही अहसास है खुशबू सी है जैसे हवा में तैरती खुशबू जो बे-आवाज़ है जिसका पता तुमको भी है जिसकी खबर मुझको भी है दुनिया से भी छुपता नहीं यह जाने कैसे राज़ है | पिघले नीलम सा बहता हुआ ये समां नीली नीली सी खामोशियाँ न कहीं है ज़मीन न कहीं आसमान सरसराती हुई टहनियां, पत्तियां कह रही हैं की बस एक तुम ही हो यहाँ सिर्फ मैं हूँ मेरी सांसें हैं और मेरी धडकनें ऐसी गहराइयाँ ऐसी तन्हैयाँ और मैं सिर्फ मैं अपने होने पे मुझको यकीन आ गया | जब जब दर्द के बादल छाए जब घूम के साया लहराए जब आंसू पलकों तक आये जब यह तनहा दिल घबराये हमने दिल को समझाया... दिल आखिर तू क्यूँ रोता है दुनिया में युही होता है यह जो गहरे सन्नाटे हैं वक़्त ने सबको ही बांटे हैं थोडा गम है सबका किस्सा थोड़ी धूप है सबका हिस्सा आँख तेरी बेकार ही नाम है हर पल एक नया मौसम है क्यों तू ऐसे पल खोता है दिल आखिर तू क्यूँ रोता है | दिलों में तुम अपनी बेताबिय...

What my "The Ultimate Career Personality test" says about me

Just browsing through the Delicious bookmarks, I found out this link for Career personality test . Gave it a try and here is what my report was... From the answers you have just provided in the personality questionnaire Deepak Shakya, it's already clear that you need to work in a place where people come first. You work hard at creating harmony because people are important to you. You care how people feel about things. Your job must offer you this Deepak Shakya. It is essential that the company, its managers and its employees value and respect the people that work there. You cannot work in a place that doesn't trully value its people. Not everyone needs this from their work. In fact many people would struggle to understand the importance of it but not you. Well, I personally don't take these kind of opinions, but I guess this is very true from whatever I have experienced in last one year or so.

Straight up

I am a lonely path of broken dreams, it is a heaven that I am searching for. All these stars seem soo dull to me, it is the moon that I am searching for. Happiness is so angry at me, it is joy that I am searching for. There is a crowd around me at all times, it is a soul that I am searching for. My life is like an endless road, it is a destination I am searching for. Don't know what is it that I have lost, May be it is me that I am searching for. 1 day, I'l leave the world and never come back... U may cry when you see my number... You may miss me when you sit together with friends... Won't be able to hear my laugh and my voice again... There will be no more ME to irritate you... Tease, make you laugh and say sorry stupidly... I won't call by all the stupid names I do... Tears might flow out of eyes, but I'l be gone... Long and forever... So enjoy my company as much before I close my eyes forever...

A nightmare at the dawn

It could have been great, but now marked as a bugged release. The worst of the times in the life of a developer when a module or code, written with so much dedication and tested rigourously, is marked as a bugged one (Note: I know the analogy is pretty debatable that if it's tested rigourously, then how come it contains bugs. But the fact remains that some bugs do creep up; especially at the crucial junctures of the product development) . But my case is different because what I wrote does not contain any bugs, rather it did not get bundled along with the delivered module, resulting in the broken functionalities and loop holes. And believe me there is no other terrible feeling like it. You seem to think all sort of stuff like - Why I did not check it for once, How could I miss those, What will happen now, What effect would it make on the project, Wish 8-10 hours earlier, I would have known about it, then I could have bundled it, etc. etc. etc. But they are all wild thoughts of your ...

The GenNeXt

I caught hold of Of Course I love you...Till I find Someone on my way back to Pune for Diwali vacation...Thanks to my friend and colleague Rakesh . I did not know I am very good at reading books, after almost 3 years break from books and devoting most of the time on Internet. However, this one got me right into it. And I think every guy or girl of my generation would feel the same because it has got all the stuff...College, Guys, Girls, Friendship, Parties, Love, Beer, Sex, Betrayals, Tears... In short, the most memorable times of the recent graduate like me. And I did not surprise myself to be almost finishing it withing 6 hours. Rakesh had to get down early, otherwise I would have surely finished it. Its pretty easy to relate yourself with the characters of the book... You knew from your class or even a friend who was as crazy as Deb, the girl next who seated next desk to be like Vernita, the cool hot dude like Vernita's BF(I don't remeber his name), another simple middle-c...