greetings

A new beginning,

a new journey,

a new destination.

Free from the past,

from the blunders,

and the wrong choices.

Its the present and the future , the roads we are treading and the roads ahead that count ,not our past treads.

Three reflections i wish to share :

1.i quote - There is no saint without a past and no sinner without a future.

2.i quote - The past is our definition. We may strive with good reason to escape what is in it; but we'll escape it only by adding something better to it.

3.semper ad meliora, latin phrase meaning always towards better things.

On a lighter note ,

Go ahead, take up newer and tougher resolutions 'cause you will find yourself violating them sooner than later.

adios to '11.

hearty greetings for the new year ! :-)

cheers ! :D

The image has been captured in a car with the rearview mirror image symbolically suggesting the past and the road ahead, the future . #selectiveColouring

find HQ here http://www.flickr.com/photos/abclicks_abhrajeet/6602840427/in/photostream/lightbox/

under one tree

silhouette1, a photo by a.b.clicks on Flickr.

love silhouettes !

click on the image to enjoy the HQ version on flickr. :)

This one's for my dearest '20' followers , all with me . :)

love ya'll !!

sunflower

selCol1, a photo by a.b.clicks on Flickr.

Via Flickr:
sunflower..colour.. <3

#selectiveColouring

p.s. : click on the image for the HQ version .!

kuch aisi hai zindagi

कुछ ऐसी है ज़िन्दगी |

अरमानो के समुन्दर में

अक्सर ये तलाशे थे ,

हकीकत की डोर जिससे

सच्चाई से नाता बना रहे ,

और खोजे थे ज़िन्दगी का मतलब

और उसमे छिपी गुफ्तगू |

आरज़ू के सिलसिले

पतंगों की तरह उड़ान भरे ,

असलियत से रूबरू होने पर ही

मुश्किलों के लम्हों में ही ,

पायी ज़िन्दगी की गूँज

और मिला इस जुस्तजू को अंजाम |

सपनो से ही बनती है

ज़िन्दगी जीने की राह ,

ज़िन्दगी से ही मिलती है

ख्वाबों को पहचान ,

और उस राह पे चलने से

आरज़ू को अंजाम |

chit-chats

"listen up",i said.

she turned with a grin.

"you're a nerd."

'i don't like being called so',

she replied.

"and yes you're fat".

you had to insult me.

rhetoric.

truth sucks.

My second short fiction i.e. all said in 160 characters straight .!

Find Sunday-160 on monkey man's blog .

On a personal note , the more i want to write/blog, i realize how lazy a man can be.

the more i decide to work , the more i understand how easy it is to be lazy .!! ;-)

here's a pic taken in summers .!!

all for #love and some for the #heartbreaks.

in a temple..

in a temple.., a photo by a.b.clicks on Flickr.

faith - do we need to make it heard ??

p.s.: click on the image for the HQ version of it !

boondh..

boondh.., a photo by a.b.clicks on Flickr.

perfect drop !! :)

p.s.: click on the picture to get to the flickr image .!

bokeh1

bokeh1, a photo by a.b.clicks on Flickr.

a thousand lights,
yet its dark..
a lost soul in
the sea of people !

HQ version (@flickr) can be viewed by clicking on the image.! :)

aankhon ke sagar !!

eye.1, a photo by a.b.clicks on Flickr.

Via Flickr:
so a friend had been peckering
to share an image of my cam(which is a basic point and shoot) .
so creativity dawned .! :D
shot this in the macro mode.!
came out pretty good .. :)

all i see !
the HQ version can be viewed by clicking on the image.!

faith reconnects.!

Hope was her only chance,

to see her man.

He lay still among the debris,

alive,unaware of what'd

happened.

All he could think of, was her.

Her phone rang,

it was him.

my first short fiction .!

this being a sunday 160 post for monkey man's blog ..

on a personal note,

past couple of weeks have been shit bad.regret has been the foremost thought other than some more negative thoughts.now feeling a bit better.

Yesterday lokpal's acceptance by the parliament is a great milestone for India.Anti corruption zindabad !! long live annaji ..these are just baby steps..still a long way to go !

_/\_ respect to all the people involved in the striggle in whichever way.

drop..

drop.., a photo by a.b.clicks on Flickr.

for my fate hangs in balance
the path up promises good fortune..
though is difficult to be tread..
while the other though easy
ensures self destruction !!


p.s. :click on the image for HQ version of it !!

its a macroful world ..

its a macroful world .., a photo by a.b.clicks on Flickr.

jowa ( as it is called in bengali )

p.s.:click on the image for the HQ version..! :)

anti-corruption !

i mean i have been wanting to write about the issue since a few months. at the time of annaji's protest all i could do was like some of the pages on FB supporting him . at the time of ramdeobaba's anshan all i could do was put a few status on social networking sites discussing my point of view. but all the while i have been pretty lazy to put up a full blown post about the issue and what i feel about it.

still i can easily say not everyone is onboard ,meaning to say not everyone is even interested or perhaps (i maybe exaggerating here) unaware . this picture was a mail i received 10 min back . (ya i got some real good friends following neha dhupia/fhm) . so i think people would be more interested now . ;-) . the sudden decision to put up this post comes just from the fact that i wanted to share this picture . :-P

btw , a very sincere and honest attempt on part of fhmindia to help the cause. so if u actually thought i would be writing on anti-corruption this time , you got to wait .its surely coming up, just that i need to find a date(an auspicious one at that) on my calender to actually sit and organize my thoughts.till then stay inspired and anti-corruption zindabaad !!

for people yet unaware (you should be ashamed) visit :
http://www.indiaagainstcorruption.org/

image courtesy (i had to google this one :P ) :
http://www.fhmindia.com/index.php/84-fhm-girls/120-neha-dhupia-fhm-cover-girl-july-2011

i just hope people dont just end up checking on the FHM site.. !!

a little more..

we search for the truth ,

realizing some things are better unknown..

we try finding light in darkness ,

understanding darkness brings in faith .!

we know whats to be done ,

then remember we still have a heart..

we want it to be over ,

to affirm that its just the beginning .!

we look to be alone,

only to be surrounded by even more people..

Decide to jump ,

to find our feet on ground .!

we feel that the bad is over ,

to face even worse things ..

you know for once you are right ,

to find out you were wrong yet again .!

you know you are in control ,

then someone says lose the attitude..

you think you don't care ,

and then you run to check on her .!

you run away from her ,

to find she's all the more occupying your thoughts..

you walk farther ,

end up finding you got closer .!

life and a little more

of respect and rebellion,love and hatred ,

care and avoidance, being right and wrong ,

of joy and sorrow and yet a little more ..!!

in a local passenger train..

in a local passenger train.., a photo by a.b.clicks on Flickr.

having seen people from all walks of life,
all i could say life does pass away...
beautifully if u love it ,
annoyingly if u detest .!!

shit happens !!

bose d.k. ...

Well , let's be honest.Its been happening since umm.. oh , i cant remember now . But delhi belly (see www.delhibellythefilm.com ) has given us a chance to speak out !! (i sound like a victim of sorts). Fairly, life does give chances. Just that we realize later that what we missed/left out on was a fucking chance. Now, i read this somewhere (or maybe not) do everything you can , for you will not regret later about what you could have done. Heavy..open to interpretations. I,perhaps interpreted in a sense of diversificaton. So i have been, of late trying to diversify. i make a lot of choices , most of which are arguable,that doesnt mean i stop making choices. This one's from my side.

So past few weeks of torpor i finally decided to write something because someone reminded me of this blog ! A lot has been happening past few weeks. Ramdev baba's anshan , UPA politics , Anna Hazareji , lokpal , raina's captaincy and ofcourse, tendulkar's ferrari sale.Though any of it hasnt directly affected me. i mean i've been busy watching my daily dose of series (presently house,criminal minds) , reading blogs/books , spending time online, camera and road trips. i wish i could include studies somewhere in between. Alas! So a few reasons i didnt post anything new :-

1.

2.

3....

Guess i cant remember or mayb i wasnt busy at all. i would go with the later. But i finally found time to redesign my blog and finally hopped in to type few words.

Its this song or rather the album i was thinking to write about. For the chaste try speaking d.k.-bosed.k.-bosed.k. fast. Explains it , alright ?? Awesome way to include it that way. i mean, guys have been speaking that since time immemorial but to put it in lyrics awemindblowing ! Topis off to amitabh bhattacharya. Another track nukkadwaale disco udhaarwaale disco pretty much penchared my heart. Well i mean purists or for that matter even austere bollywood music buffs would agree that its an album not worth listening, let alone buying. But then lyrics have connected with people and connected how !! Calling them songs is a recipe for disaster, so i'd better call them tracks. I gotta say this..awesome piece of lyrics..brilliant shit !! Those who want to listen to other tracks have fun !!

Girls would thank me for this one !! http://goo.gl/xoLAJ (aamir's item number). So the shit releases on july 1. jaa switty chudail .. adios . :-)

On a personal note, http://abhrajeet-perceptions.blogspot.com/ has now been listed in indiblogger directory. This being the first write post-listing. For those who may not have noticed, find the wibiya toolbar all the way down.Happy blogging and may the vacations never end !!

the cup that matters !!

As i sit down to write this , one day after the cup has come back home after a generation gap , the feeling has not yet sunk in . My father was roughly my age when we won it the first time . I always wondered since '03 , how the aussies back home , the common people must feel when the team they support played so magnificiently, consistently . Perhaps now, i atleast know how they felt when they'd got the cup. Its a feeling words can't truly describe. Its an emotion everyone of us could associate with. Pride,honour,respect for the team,glory,attitude,ecstasy and a lot more.

Its not about winning the cup,atleast put up a good show , i said to myself when sach walked away. Now, having won it, i realize how deeply it was about the cup.Even though my heart wishes to describe the so called ramayan-2 final here, which am sure no indian missed, this one is for the people , for the team , for the game and not the least about how i feel about all of these .Hats off to gauti for showing such character.Respect, loads of it. For a friend says you could be a fan of gambhir or you may be not ; but you can never be an 'anti-fan' of his.Truly. I wish this could be said for certain other individuals as well.Zaks' first spell, was indeed magical.Yuvi what a way to come back to form.WC looked like his 'ghar ki kheti'! Dhoni defines what i call 'whenever i wish to do' attitude.Theres nothing much that can said about god.Bhajji!!and everyone else.This means no disrespect,just that i aint writing this as a review of the tournament.And also that now that we have won the cup it doesnt matter what went wrong.That is for certain other voices to debate on. Well everyone said this one was for sachin.Ok.Whatever the reason,i sincerely hope you find another one the next time around.

Concerned voices , voices that matter have said a lot about cricket,in general and the indian cricket , in specific ,the past 6 weeks.Encouraging stuff,abusing shit,winning ways,losing matches,team selection,performing when needed and what not.This one is from a person,who always believed its just another sport but now sublimely understands why its called a religion in india. I still don't know what hovers my mind; the '03 bowling nightmare or the '11 nightmarish start converted to a result, howsoever surreal it maybe.I still dont know whether i praise dada,who brought in most of the current indian team and taught the team what attitude is or whether i finally credit ms for he is the epitome of composure.I still dont know whether we stand a chance next time around or is this the beginning of a wait that would end when my kids would be my age. Well everything said and done i certainly wish i could have seen and heard dada after the match.

I truly understand now, what cricket means to our generation and using some mathematical funda,i could extend it to every other generation of India.Final of any game is important.An uncalled toss-couldnt have been a better start. Swearing when sanga finally won the toss.Slow start,people praying for wickets,mahela settling in with sanga and the '03 final ghost haunting zaheer yet again. People hurling abuses for every run not taken.the thuderous claps and slogans for every boundary hit. Fingers been shown for every good ball delivered.The closed eyes and folded hands-man you would know how religious people were only on such days.A friend sat with his palms closed as in prayers for the entire second innings.Well they say 'team ko jeetana padhta hai'.Indeed! When we won the T20 WC,people said a new cricketing era has dawned.Then the numero uno test position. WC '11.The sun has finally seen the morning.

if only

And thus the story unfolds

of forgotten moments and

lovely chit-chats of the

walks in shadows ,

blessed with light breeze !!

Of my whimsical nature

and my soporific stories that

perhaps only you truly enjoyed .

Running away from friends

and solecism that must have

left them humiliated and angry !!

Realization, thus, dawned

that together we were meant to be .

But then you felt ,

you felt otherwise and left ,

left us all and since

then the stories have remained

unheard of and what remains is

memories, that would help living along .

it's over !

beyond the exception,
we laughed at the hypocrisy,
about people being so pretentious,
we talked about life,
about moments after goodbyes,
fought about decisions,
about how how we felt for each other..

And now the moment has come,
when words remain unspoken and
yet heart decides to keep quiet;
when you don't want any explanation,
just want the ice to break,and
deep in heart you know the moment has come
to walk away and try your best to forget..

Silence in crowds ,
inner voice yelling in pain,
feels like betrayed but
we do live through the pain,
tears roll down her cheeks,
said she it lessened the pain,
looked away from me,
said she,helped console her love,
and yet we say love is beautiful !