We will still be friends forever ....

And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives

Where we're gonna be when we turn 25

I keep thinking times will never change

Keep on thinking things will always be the same

But when we leave this year we won't be coming back

No more hanging out cause we're on a different track

And if you got something that you need to say

You better say it right now

cause you don't have another day

Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down

These memories are playing like a film without sound

And I keep thinking of that night in June

I didn't know much of love

But it came too soon

And there was me and you

And then we got real cool

Stay at home talking on the telephone with me

We'd get so excited, we'd get so scared

Laughing at our selves thinking life's not fair

And this is how it feels

As we go on

We remember

All the times we

Had together

And as our lives change

Come whatever

We will still be

Friends Forever

So if we get the big jobs

And we make the big money

When we look back now

Will our jokes still be funny?

Will we still remember everything we learned in school?

Still be trying to break every single rule

Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man?

Can we ever find a job that won't interfere with a tan?

I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye

Keep on thinking it's a time to fly

And this is how it feels

We will still be friends forever

Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?

Can we survive it out there?

Can we make it somehow?

I guess I thought that this would never end

And suddenly it's like we're women and men

Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round?

Will these memories fade when I leave this town

I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye

Keep on thinking it's a time to fly !!!!!!

yes...time flies by leavin behind the memories......

n thn these memories fade away with the passage of time...

on the sands f time....we cum across ppl...circumstances....lessons....learnings.................n so much more...

n this is where we get the ones who are made to be ol urs..one way or the other....

yesterday i was readin this book called 'Tuesdays With Morrie..'

a book of a student n a teacher..............

a student who finds his mentor in his childhood school teacher..............

a student who realises his worth only in his last days....

a really touchin story n an equally conscious thot........................

all our life we keep hunting for a soul who's much like us...

who understands the tits n bits which are a part of ours....

n in this wild hunt we step past ahead our real mentors.....

......ppl who cud actually critisize us for our follies...n dat too wid so much of care......

......ppl who bcum a part of our actions n thots....

all our life we keep dreamin of big things...

job..money....luxuries ....n wat not.........

n thn we kno wat we have actually left behind on the tracks of time....

.....n whn we realize this........its too late to get bak the golden words...the sweet moments....n the beautiful days bak to our lives.......

isnt it jus a waste f time.....................

make the best of every moment in life....

laugh as much as u can...

n spend the best of times wid ur loved ones...................

dats wat i call LIFE !!!!!!

LIVE LIFE KING SIZE !!!!

The Appraisal Season is ON !!!!

Hi ol....

...So as the title of this post suggests....The appraisals have begun for our batch...
aur apna appraisal form fill karna is one hell of a tension...
it decides upon the hikes...huh....
even if u r on bench...u need to fill in one.............and then the hunt for sum good content..........oomph !!!!

lemme tell u a story.....................

On a dark and foggy night, a small figure lay huddled on the railway tracks leading to the Pune station. At once I was held back to see someone in that position during midnight with no one around. With curiosity taking the front seat, I went near the body and tried to investigate it. There was blood all over the body which was lying face down. It seemed that a ruthless blow by the last train could have caused the end of this body which seemed to be that of a guy of around my age. Amidst the gory blood flow, I could see a folded white envelope which was fluttering in the midnight wind. Carefully I took the blood stained envelope and was surprised to see the phrase "Appraisal Letter" on it. With curiosity rising every moment, I wasted no time in opening the envelope to see if I can find some details about the dead person. The tag around the body's neck and the jazzy appraisal cover gave me the hint that he might be a software engineer. I opened the envelope to find a shining paper on which the appraisal details where typed in flying colors. Thunders broke into my ears and lightening struck my heart when I saw the appraisal amount of the dead person.......!!!!! My God, it was not even as much as the cost of the letter on which the appraisal details were printed.... My heart poured out for the dead and huge calls were heard inside my mind saying "no wonder, this person died such a miserable death"... As a fellow worker in the same industry, I thought I should mourn for him for the sake of respect and stood there with a heavy heart thinking of the shock that he would have experien! ced when his manager had placed the appraisal letter in his hand. I am sure his heart would have stopped and eyes would have gone blank for few seconds looking at the near to nothing increment in his salary.
While I mourned for him, for a second my hands froze to see the employee's name in the appraisal letter... hey, what a strange co-incidence, this person's name is same as mine, including the initials. This was interesting.
With some mental strength, I turned the body upside down and found myself fainted for a second. The person not only had my name, but also looked exactly like me. Same looks, same built, same name.... it was me who was dead there!!!!!!!! While I was lost in that shock, I felt someone patting on my shoulders. My heart stopped completely, I could not breathe and sprung in fear to see who was behind......... splash!!! Went the glass of water on my laptop screen as I came out of my wild dream to see my manager standing behind my chair patting on my shoulder saying, "wake up dude? Come to meeting room number two. I have your appraisal letter ready"..................

.....................................n thn there I was...................The Volatile ???

Normal Life is BORING ?????

Hi..

A different topic...huh...
Bt ya dat was for sure important..
So many of us feel that a routine life is monotonous..dull..or rather in plain terms boring..
Bt then jus go for a slight change n feel the unease it brings to ur day.......

Few yrs bak...a passenger aircraft was hijaked...
I was a kid thn knowin actually very less of wat it cud have done to the lives stuck up inside..bt still terrified knowin dat a passenger was killed n ol...
n today..i came across a real life story as narrated by a lady on board that very flight..n this was actually nerve stricking...............

havin bein fed wid ol sorts of inedible stuff for about a week....being cursed for a glass of water...a slice of an orange...or even fresh air to breath...................
wid a heavy heart which pines to be bak to the loved ones...which has the fear of nvr seein the world again...sobs n cries...............................wid the threat to life at every murmur..................
That was wat their life was.....................A Big QuestionMark !!!!!

I read this whole incident n thn I cud actually realise hw upset we bcum whn things dnt go the way we had wanted them to...n then born out of the circumstances, weird questions keep arising from even the best part of our know-hows....
its thn whn we wish our life was a bit changed..............different n everything .......................
bt wat if dis different turns out even worse..........

Hats of to all who have the guts to face these situations bravely n cum out victorious....!!!!

Now nxt time u feel life needs a change...jus Specify the One...

The Volatile......