Friday, February 1, 2008

ROBERT FROST

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

i love this song

HERO
by mariah carey

There's a hero If you look inside your heart You don't have to be afraid Of what you are There's an answer If you reach into your soul And the sorrow that you know Will melt away

And then a hero comes along With the strength to carry on And you cast your fears aside And you know you can survive So when you feel like hope is gone Look inside you and be strong And you'll finally see the truth That a hero lies in you

It's a long road When you face the world alone No one reaches out a hand For you to hold You can find love If you search within yourself And the emptiness you felt Will disappear

And then a hero comes along With the strength to carry on And you cast your fears aside And you know you can survive So when you feel like hope is gone Look inside you and be strong And you'll finally see the truth That a hero lies in you

Lord knows Dreams are hard to follow But don't let anyone Tear them away Hold on There will be tomorrow In time You'll find the way

And then a hero comes along With the strength to carry on And you cast your fears aside And you know you can survive So when you feel like hope is gone Look inside you and be strong And you'll finally see the truth That a hero lies in you

A KID ... i want to be

i always wondered... why do we grow to become so perfect that we forget to explore life to its fullest? give a object to a kid (i am saying the word object to categorise whatever comes under this) and the kid plays with it......but if an adult is given the same object he only knows how to use it for what it is.

kids are amazing explorers... we learn so much from them. i learnt it, when i had a small new member in my family....my neice... who is so mischievous (having both mallu and maharashtrian genes) that u give her anything she starts fiddling or playing.....with it rather than using it for it is meant to be.......this gives me an opportunity to take her as my best critic...my friend as an explorer for whatever i get or make or do... be it my talks...my experiments on food or otherwise.

kids at whatever age they are ....are always exploring their world ...getting to know the unknown differently and achieving their dreams... i wish i could rewind my years to the best ones!

Thursday, January 31, 2008

CST Station

first class signage


this sign has not changed for ages? mumbai railways ladies first class signage.....look at the condition and also the signage now in 2008. do we need a new one?

gas carrier


ever wondered how these workers would be carrying these heavy cylinders through our roads and look at the tyres....and even their feet? can we design something that works for them?

a dreamer...in style


i lovethis pic.....on a sunny day on my way to work i come across this helmut beggar(not that he is wearing one in the snap). he is stationed at this signal at bandra turner road everyday dreaming of something that we wont be comfortably doing at the site that he is on. lots to learn from life ha.....!!!