Sunday, May 27, 2007

its been very long that sm tn great has happened
every thing has become so boring and dull
getting bugged
without college
without friends around
without those stupid classes all day long
without that assignment tension
without those lunch hrs
without that bike rides
without those happppening gossips
without those movies

miss everything!!!
college life is just the best phase of life
got to make the most of it ;-)

Thursday, May 24, 2007

sound of silence

Alone i stand
with the wild winds blowing around
i close my eyes
and find myself along with a hundred around

all of them revealing to me
the unspoken, the unheard...
all in just a fraction of a second
i wonder how!!!!

This made me realise
the Sound of Silence
not letting me free
even in a moment of silence

How do i calm it???
how do i tame it???
how can i experience the silence silently....

Saturday, May 19, 2007

a very sweet poem that i came accross

In the sea shore I walk alone.. at nights
My eyes filled with tears
My lips crushed between my teeth
My hands wrapping myself tightly
My heart crying for its own death..

I see no future in front of me
May be I don’t see the one I wished to
It’s hard to get ready for another future
The future where I won’t see you any more
The future where I will forget you completely..

Everything around me is empty now
Everything that had had life before
I will look for a shop where I can buy a new heart
This time I will be careful not to let it fall
At least for the one who is not going to catch it..?

I will start a new beginning
I will color myself in a different brush
To hide my pains from others
I won’t let myself get wet in emotions
I’m just afraid to learn about love again . . .

visa visa visa

All u ppl watching my blog... i have a good news to share with all of u
i've got my visa approved for USA ;-);-)
planning to leave this August.

now when i just sit back and think bout all that happened b4 the appointment, it just brings a smile onto my face. 1001 things were going on in my mind at that time. what sd i answer if he asks bout that??? What if he asks this????? On the interview day, my heart was running like a shatabdi. I could here my heart beat so loud, felt if sm one would ask me bout that(heeeeee) All that tension 4 just half a minutes interview. Then i understood that VISA is 90% luck and 10% presence of mind... One nod 4m the counselor and so much of joy. Came out and saw not just my dad waiting 4 to here what happened, but so many others waiting to here me. I was just speechless 4 a moment..... Just felt so great. as if i have won a great battle :-)

called up all my relatives... a beautiful experience!!!!

Friday, May 11, 2007

A 'sweet' man

G.Pulla Reddy...

a name very synonymous for his pure ghee sweets, a genial octogenarian passed away 2 days back... A Great man of simple living and high thinking. a person who had utmost care for the young, immense amount of respect for women and highly principled values. he was a man who rose from the scratch and showed the world that nothing is impossible and anything can be attained by maintaining integrity

i admire u sir and my heartfelt condolence

Holding on

Memories of you

What do I do?

When I find myself

Sitting on the roof top

With memories of you

I forget when I find myself

Walking in the sunshine

It has been a while

I have never changed my style

But Sometimes I find myself

Faking on the outside

Yeah!!! It has been a while

Still can’t forget your smile

Now I find myself

Drifting to the other side

Painting a picture

Of a life much better

Still I find myself

Reminiscing the old times

Trying to write you a letter

Of how I’m so much happier

But I find myself

With no words left to write

Why does your memory stay?

In my mind like it’s a constant play

I hate it when I find myself

Wiping my eyes dry

I’m trying to go away

Moving on to a different day

But still I find myself

Dreaming of my old times

Of how it used to be

When you were still near me

When will I ever find myself?

Writing up a new rhyme?

Just wanted you to know

It’s hard but ill let it go

Coz I still find myself

Holding on to you…

Thursday, May 10, 2007



The story tells about a mountain climber, who wanted to climb the highest mountain. He began his adventure after many years of preparation, but since he wanted the glory just for himself, he decided to climb the mountain alone.
The night felt heavy in the heights of the mountain, and the man could not see anything. All was black. Zero visibility and the moon and the starts were covered by the clouds. As he was climbing, only a few feet away from the top of the mountain he slipped spots as he went down and the terrible sensation of being sucked by gravity. He kept falling and in those moments of great fear, it came to his mind all the good and bad episode of his life. He was thinking about how close death was getting when all of a sudden he felt the rope tied to his waist pull him very hard. His body was hanging in the air. Only the rope was holding him and in that moment of stillness. He had no other choice but to scream HELP ME GOD!!

All of a sudden a deep voice coming from the sky answered:
GOD-what do you want me to do?
save me GOD!!
GOD-Do you think i can save you?
Of Course i believe you can
GOD-Then cut the rope tied to your waist....

There was a moment of silence and the man decided to hold on to the rope with all his strength
the rescue team tells that the next day a climber was found dead and frozen. His body hanging from a rope. his hands holding tight to it


And YOU?
How attached are you to your ROPE?
WILL you let go???

Monday, May 7, 2007

Attitutde towards life!!!

hey all u ppl.... read this article. i collected it long time back 4m a news paper

article sent by Amin Sarfani.....

Once a daughter complained to her father that her life was miserable. She was tired of struggling all the time. Just as one problem was solved, another one followed. Her father, who was a chef took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with boiling water and placed potatoes in one pot, eggs in another and some coffee beans in the third. After 20 minutes, he turned off the burners. He took the potatoes out of the pot and placed them in a bowl. Next he pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Finally, he ladled out some coffee into a cup
Turning to his daughter he asked her, "What do you see?" "Potatoes, eggs and coffee", she replied. "Look closer", he said, "And touch the potatoes", she did and noted they were soft. He then asked her to take an egg and break it. When the shell came off, the egg was noted to be hard-boiled. Finally , he asked her to sip the coffee. Its rich aroma brought a smile to her face.
"Father, what does this mean?" she asked him. He then explained that the potatoes, eggs and coffee beans had each faced the same adversity: Boiling water. However, each one reacted differently. The potatoes went in strong, hard and unrelenting, but in boiling water, they became soft and weak. The egg was fragile, with a thin outer shell and liquid inside, but in boilling water, it became hard inside. The ground beans were unique, when they were exposed to boiling water, they changed the water and created something new.
"What are you?" he asked his daughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a Potato, an Egg or a Coffee bean?"
In life things happen around us, things happen to us, but the only thing that truly matters is what happens within us. Let us all try and be like coffee beans: ADDING FLAVOR AND FRESHNESS TO THE WORLD AROUND US...

Saturday, May 5, 2007

a perfect definition of love which i love ;-);-)

love is your ability to allow those that you care for to be what they choose for themself without any insistence that they satisfy u....

Friday, May 4, 2007


To laugh is to Risk appearing fool
To weep is to Risk appearing sentimental
To reach out for another is to Risk involvement
To expose feelings is to Risk exposing your true self
To place your ideas, your dreams before a crowd is to Risk their loss
To love is to Risk not being loved in return
To live is to Risk dying
To hope is to to Risk despair
To try is to Risk failure

but RISKS must be taken
coz the greatest hazard in life is to RISK nothing
The person who risks nothing, Does Nothing, Has Nothing and Is Nothing

They may avoid suffering and sorrow, but they cannot Learn, Feel , Change, Grow Love or Live


Nobody knows the work it takes
To keep the home together
Nobody knows of the steps it takes
Nobody knows but Mother

Nobody listens to childish woes
Which kisses kindly smother
Nobody's pained by naughty blows
Nobody-only Mother

Nobody knows of the anxious fears
list darlings may not weather
The storms of life in after years
Nobody knows but Mother

Nobody keels at the throne above
To thank the heavenly father
For that sweetest gift- a mothers love
Nobody can- but Mother

finally started posting.

hi everybody.....

im so happyyyy that finally i have started with my FIRST post....yippee!!!!!
way back i created this blog but things just didn't permit me to start it off...

so i would love to use this blog as a platform to share my thoughts, views etc, etc.,
so let me tell u ppl a little bit bout myself...

I am Soujanya,

not so simple nor that complicated,
not so witty nor that dumb
a very easy go happy girl!!!

i love spending time with my friends (though not all of them all the time) i enjoy going to the college... but hate attending those lectures. i have sufficient number of beautiful moments of my college life which i can proudly cherish for the rest of my life.... i love spending hrs in the canteen talking bout all the unnecessary crap going on around.. i have joined MBA out of my passion for it... i have great dreams for making this world a better place to live in. i believe in two things very strictly 1. Whatever u give, will find its way back to 'U'--- so just keep smiling and 2. Nothing... Nothing at all is permanent but CHANGE--- so be ready for it all the time...

and the rest of me i guess u can figure it out with my posts....