Friday, July 21, 2006
Farewell Wall Street
From the clock in the hall
And the bells in the steeple, too
And up in the nursery
An absurd little bird
Is popping out to say coo-coo
(Coo-coo, coo-coo)
Regretfully they tell us
But firmly they compel us
to say goodbye
To you
So long, farewell
Auf Wiedersehen, goodnight
I hate to go and leave this pretty sight
So long, farewell
Auf Wiedersehen, adieu
Adieu, adieu
To you and you and you
So long, farewell
Auf Weidersehen, goodbye
I leave and heave
A sigh and say goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Flowers in the Window
Flowers in the window
Its such a lovely day
And Im glad that you feel the same
cos to stand up Im in the crowd
You are one in a million
And I love you so lets watch the flowers grow
Life is a flower
So precious in your hand
Carry on smiling
And the world will smile with you
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Unwell
Staring at the ceiling
Making friends with shadows on my wall
All night
Hearing voices telling me
That I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something
Hold on
I'm feeling like I'm headed for a
Breakdown
I don't know why
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know, right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know, right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be
Me
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Location Location...
I guess its time to give u more of a view on where we are. For that I shall introduce to you a fabulous site.. wikimapia a site that does everything google maps does, but is much lighter on the system, and requires no installation. :-)
We recently tagged it on the site, so a search for Wall Street there, ought to lead u straight to the home of this blog.
Anyway, wall street, famous for its awesome view of the airport, is here. Dont wanna look at the site? Here is a snapshot of the view.
Monday, July 03, 2006
The G-10 Meet
Nonetheless, the remaining seven members made their presence felt. The itenrary for the meet was a reunion and a dinner. It had been a long time since this group had been together. This was the day when all those distances and the times spent thousands of miles away, buried deep under mountains of work was to bridged.
Now you may ask, "Whats a group without a nickname? " Well, we do have a name.. we call ourselves the BiblioPhiles! A bunch of enthu book lovers, who not only read.. but try to spread the joy of reading amongst our other friends and colleagues. This is quite easily done. Events are conducted. Newsletter(s) are written. Assistance is solicited from the other people in our organisation. Before this becomes a propoganda post, I'll stop boasting :-)
Saturday night, we all met up at a restaurant in heart of the city for dinner. With a slip of the mind on all our parts the event clashed with the humdinger (so I hear) of a match between England and Portugal. N was furious. NG was quite happy. As was AR. The rest didnt seem to be bothered too much. It was already a lot that they had managed some free time to attend the gala event ;-)
Yours truly, hosted the event. As N stays close by, and is a fellow Wall Streeter, we decided to leave together. A call from NG, and we pick her up on the way too. Trust everyone to stick to IST. 1930 being the schedules TOA, the three of us reach at 1940, to find ourselved the first at the restaurant. Soon after, NiG makes her presence felt. She brings with her, a newly purchased toy, a digital SLR camera. Now you all know how I love photography, and so I could not resist playing with it, even as I sat at a table with 3 gorgeous girls :-)
I did manage to stop soon enough tho.
Enter AR. Followed soon after by H and AH. And that was all of us. DK, was the ill lady, who sweetly called during the dinner to say hi to us all. SP missed the date of the event by a day and called me on sunday night! AA had already excused herself from the party as an emergency had crept up.
With all of us together, the banter across the table was amazing. It had been ages since we had such a lively discussion on nothing. Was basically music to the ears. Food was great, service could have been better... but then who noticed?
And the desserts... to die for.
What did we talk abt? Thats our secret. But its something that I will not forget. And from what I hear, neither will they.
for giving me the best days of my life
Oh just to be with you guys
is having the best days of my life
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Memory Lane
Memory Lane,
We're here again,
Back to the days,
And I'll remember them always,
So much has changed,
Now it feels like yesterday I went away.
The day began well. The bus came right on time, to pick my colleagues and I from our lodge. During the half hour bus journey that ensued, all of us sat quietly, wondering what the day held for us.
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane...
But the memory remains
Saturday, June 24, 2006
The Clique Meets Again
The people notorious for being late in meet one were surprisingly very early, reaching about half an hour before the scheduled gathering time. (So they say, at least!)
I reached at exactly 1700 hrs, as per the the invitation on the community. Standing outside the CCD, was trying to figure out if i had reached early or should go in and find the table where we were gonna sit. Thats where I bumped into another member of the group. He came up to clarify if I was who he thought I was (prob the advantage of having a turban, always easy to spot and recognise!!)
We walked in together to see 4 ppl already there. Two of them quite a surprise as i mentioned earlier. Slowly more new faces appeared.
Unlike the first time, however, there were no specific round table introductions. We already knew each other through the online world, and many of us had met prior to this.
Basically a few discussions on means of reaching the place, plans of what to do upon arrival, and the material to take with us. Then topics drifted to what normal ppl discuss as well ;-) Football, coffee... etc....
Two hours we sat there, and ppl grew fearful of one particular chap, who btw, gave me a lift home. The coffee addict continued with his addiction, 5 cups in an afternoon, now thats a lot isnt it?
Soon the time came to split up and head back to enjoy are respective Saturday nights.
We just not stangers anymore....... :-)