• Friday, June 11th, 2010
• Tuesday, June 08th, 2010
• Monday, November 09th, 2009
“How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’d
If you live on the planet earth, chances are that you have seen Jim Carey in a goofball comedy making funny faces and you haven’t liked it. However, sometimes people can do just one thing that n erases all their sins , past and future . For Carey, acting in the movie “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind ” was it.
If you were to only see one move about Happiness in Our Lives, the let it be this one. By the end of the movie, you will be a different person, I promise you.

• Monday, November 09th, 2009
जीवन की आपाधापी में कब वक़्त मिला
कुछ देर कहीं पर बैठ कभी यह सोच सकूँ
जो किया, कहा, माना उसमें क्या बुरा भला।
• Monday, July 27th, 2009
• Sunday, July 26th, 2009
• Thursday, July 23rd, 2009
I normally dislike the imagine-any-number-add-this-minus-this-blah-blah kind of games but today I came across a riddle that will blow your mind. ( At least until you come to know the secret ). The riddle can be found at
http://www.regiftable.com/regiftingrobinpopup.html.
I know now how it works but if you manage to figure it out, do tell us and we will feature your name in our upcoming Hall of Fame.
• Wednesday, July 22nd, 2009
The whole world was looking towards Patna for the solar eclipse today but the Clouds played spoilsport.Despite that, I believe it was a spectacular event . I was sleeping so couldn’t see it.
• Monday, July 20th, 2009
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Soonet XVII From: ‘Cien sonetos de amor’ by Pablo Neruda
• Saturday, July 18th, 2009
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