30th of September..Time to sing my favorite song, thanks to the American band - Green Day..Unwinding to the following song, cherishing every bit of the atmosphere(its drizzling!) Enjoy..
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends
like my fathers come to pass
seven years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends
here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are
as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends
summer has come and passed
the innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends
ring out the bells again
like we did when spring began
wake me up when september ends
here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are
as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends
like my father's come to pass
twenty years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends
wake me up when september ends
wake me up when september ends
Wednesday, 30 September 2009
Tuesday, 29 September 2009
vocab for the week 18
What is the meaning of 'to lose face'?
When you say that someone has ‘lost face’, you mean that the individual has lost some of the respect that others had for him. Something that the person said or did has made those around him stop respecting him. When you lose face, you are usually publicly humiliated.
The pilots didn’t want to call off the strike because they were afraid to lose face.
The idiom ‘lose face’ is actually a translation of the Chinese expression ‘tiu lien’ meaning ‘lose face’.
What is the meaning of 'to lose face'?
When you say that someone has ‘lost face’, you mean that the individual has lost some of the respect that others had for him. Something that the person said or did has made those around him stop respecting him. When you lose face, you are usually publicly humiliated.
The pilots didn’t want to call off the strike because they were afraid to lose face.
The idiom ‘lose face’ is actually a translation of the Chinese expression ‘tiu lien’ meaning ‘lose face’.
When you say that someone has ‘lost face’, you mean that the individual has lost some of the respect that others had for him. Something that the person said or did has made those around him stop respecting him. When you lose face, you are usually publicly humiliated.
The pilots didn’t want to call off the strike because they were afraid to lose face.
The idiom ‘lose face’ is actually a translation of the Chinese expression ‘tiu lien’ meaning ‘lose face’.
Tuesday, 22 September 2009
vocab for the week 17
Is it okay to say ‘revert back’?
We very often hear people using the word ‘back’ with both ‘revert’ and ‘return’. ‘We will be returning back to Hyderabad on the 20th.’ ‘The software company has asked us to revert back to the older version.’ In both these sentences, the word ‘back’ is unnecessary. When you revert to something, you are ‘returning’ or ‘going back’ to it. There is no need to use the word ‘back’ with ‘revert’.
*The new schedule is creating too many problems. Should we revert to the old one?
In legal contexts, the word ‘revert’ can be used to mean ‘to become the property of a person again.’
*If I lose the case, the property will revert to my brother.
We very often hear people using the word ‘back’ with both ‘revert’ and ‘return’. ‘We will be returning back to Hyderabad on the 20th.’ ‘The software company has asked us to revert back to the older version.’ In both these sentences, the word ‘back’ is unnecessary. When you revert to something, you are ‘returning’ or ‘going back’ to it. There is no need to use the word ‘back’ with ‘revert’.
*The new schedule is creating too many problems. Should we revert to the old one?
In legal contexts, the word ‘revert’ can be used to mean ‘to become the property of a person again.’
*If I lose the case, the property will revert to my brother.
Friday, 18 September 2009
vocab for the week 16
What is the meaning of ‘He works like a Trojan’?
The expression is considered rather old fashioned, and is seldom heard nowadays. The Trojans were people who lived in the beautiful city of Troy. They were believed to be very courageous, and when the Greeks invaded their city, they defended it in a determined manner. The expression ‘to work like a Trojan’ means, ‘to work hard’.
Rahul is a good person to have on the team. He works like a Trojan.
The expression is considered rather old fashioned, and is seldom heard nowadays. The Trojans were people who lived in the beautiful city of Troy. They were believed to be very courageous, and when the Greeks invaded their city, they defended it in a determined manner. The expression ‘to work like a Trojan’ means, ‘to work hard’.
Rahul is a good person to have on the team. He works like a Trojan.
Saturday, 12 September 2009
T-shirt painting!
Yuppies, Me painted a tee last week. The design is my original creation! Thought of it a couple of weeks ago on one lazy afternoon at articleship (took advantage of my boss' absence to let the creative juices flow!) Will work on another design next month and thereby grant myself one of the wishes of my wishlist stated earlier!
Wednesday, 9 September 2009
Am I really Worth It?
Was home on time today after my articleship (mind you, I worked for the stipulated hours!) Managed to enjoy a weekday-afternoon after a couple months..Laid back in the not-so-cosy chair with a hot cuppa thinking about studying Standard Costing for the upcoming test (and finally landing up here, blogging).
The only thought that popped up after Standard Costing was - Am I really Worth It?? (not the costing thing silly, its much beyond studies)
Am I really worth the care and love this wonderful couple,my parents, shower upon me?
Am I really worth the 'ash-o-aaram ki zindagi' these two persons provide?
Am I really worth the attention my friends (wonder how these cool people landed in my life) give me?
Am I really worth the affection my family (again I wonder how they got related to me) pours upon me?
Am I really worth the advice/knowledge given by my teachers/seniors?
Am I really worth to be born as a human being (or again)?
Am I really 'thinking' over the above questions I asked myself?! Donno..Not that I am being too pessimistic. Was just using my 'personal space' - had mentioned in my earlier post. May be these questions will be left unanswered for some years down the line..clueless till when though! :p
The only thought that popped up after Standard Costing was - Am I really Worth It?? (not the costing thing silly, its much beyond studies)
Am I really worth the care and love this wonderful couple,my parents, shower upon me?
Am I really worth the 'ash-o-aaram ki zindagi' these two persons provide?
Am I really worth the attention my friends (wonder how these cool people landed in my life) give me?
Am I really worth the affection my family (again I wonder how they got related to me) pours upon me?
Am I really worth the advice/knowledge given by my teachers/seniors?
Am I really worth to be born as a human being (or again)?
Am I really 'thinking' over the above questions I asked myself?! Donno..Not that I am being too pessimistic. Was just using my 'personal space' - had mentioned in my earlier post. May be these questions will be left unanswered for some years down the line..clueless till when though! :p
Tuesday, 8 September 2009
vocab for the week 15
How is the word ‘conscientiously’ pronounced?
The first syllable sounds like the ‘con’ in ‘concert’ and ‘conscious’; the ‘sci’ is like the ‘shi’ in ‘ship’ and ‘shin’. The ‘e’ that follows is pronounced like the ‘e’ in ‘set’ and ‘bet’, and the ‘t’ like the ‘sh’ in ‘shoot’ and ‘sharp’. The ‘iou’ is like the ‘a’ in ‘china,’ and the final ‘y’ like the ‘i’ in ‘it’ and ‘bit’. The word is pronounced ‘con-shi-EN-shes-li’ with the stress on the third syllable. Politicians have real problems pronouncing this word. Understandable I guess, because the word means ‘putting a lot of effort into your work’. We all know how much work a politician puts in once he’s been elected!
*Vikram is very conscientious, and I’m certain he will finish his dissertation on time.
*The Minister said that he had been carrying out his duty conscientiously.
The first syllable sounds like the ‘con’ in ‘concert’ and ‘conscious’; the ‘sci’ is like the ‘shi’ in ‘ship’ and ‘shin’. The ‘e’ that follows is pronounced like the ‘e’ in ‘set’ and ‘bet’, and the ‘t’ like the ‘sh’ in ‘shoot’ and ‘sharp’. The ‘iou’ is like the ‘a’ in ‘china,’ and the final ‘y’ like the ‘i’ in ‘it’ and ‘bit’. The word is pronounced ‘con-shi-EN-shes-li’ with the stress on the third syllable. Politicians have real problems pronouncing this word. Understandable I guess, because the word means ‘putting a lot of effort into your work’. We all know how much work a politician puts in once he’s been elected!
*Vikram is very conscientious, and I’m certain he will finish his dissertation on time.
*The Minister said that he had been carrying out his duty conscientiously.
Saturday, 5 September 2009
The Joy of Rains at 6.15 am
Yeah..I danced in the rains (not literally though) today morning!
Well, I was 'fresh' awake (still surprised!) at 5 in the morning since I had promised a coffee date with Americans Mr.Sarbanes and one Mr.Oxley, particularly famous for the SOX Act of 2002. In short, I had to study Auditing. Was flipping through the pages of my module, religiously noting down points while sipping through hot tea (i had disagreed on coffee you see..wink wink!). The coffee/tea date lasted for about an hour and soon I got distracted by the drizzle outside. Made me think whether I thoroughly enjoyed the rains at any point of time this year..My heart said No. And off I ran to my terrace, with another hot cuppa to have a rain-bath! Was totally wet at 6.15 am (the title says so!) The cuppa was already empty and my mind was filling with thoughts just like the puddles on the road..
I realized that I had never been rain-wet this season like I used to till last year. I make it a point to do so every year and thankfully I continued the ritual too before this season end. Am being cynical these days, be it in my studies, my work, my way of life. Why is it that people tend to lose their childish charm as they grow up? I fear being a part of the dull herd in near future. I fear I'll lose the simple joys, rather, not being able to notice the simple joys of life like getting rain-wet in some years. Yes, we definitely need to act mature and efficiently carry the burden of responsibilities created by us solely. However, there is a thing called 'personal space' which I strongly believe in. how many of us give ourselves this much needed space? By personal space, I donot mean a strict self SWOT analysis. My idea of personal space comprises of a SWOT analysis of how I am as a human being, enjoying the sky above, enjoying silence, enjoying the strip of land and water between Kalyan and Thakurli station, humming a song, writing a poem or two. I donot do all of these at a time but yeah, these do make up my personal space - Enjoying the sound of silence for a couple of minutes is my favourite. This personal space thing really perks me up. Helps me 'feel good' realizing that I am fortunate to be a part of such a wonderful world. (Getting all emotional now - Thank you God!)
Hope you too realize the same and murmur a prayer or two while enjoying 'your' personal space..
Here I go, back to another hot cuppa and SOX!!
Well, I was 'fresh' awake (still surprised!) at 5 in the morning since I had promised a coffee date with Americans Mr.Sarbanes and one Mr.Oxley, particularly famous for the SOX Act of 2002. In short, I had to study Auditing. Was flipping through the pages of my module, religiously noting down points while sipping through hot tea (i had disagreed on coffee you see..wink wink!). The coffee/tea date lasted for about an hour and soon I got distracted by the drizzle outside. Made me think whether I thoroughly enjoyed the rains at any point of time this year..My heart said No. And off I ran to my terrace, with another hot cuppa to have a rain-bath! Was totally wet at 6.15 am (the title says so!) The cuppa was already empty and my mind was filling with thoughts just like the puddles on the road..
I realized that I had never been rain-wet this season like I used to till last year. I make it a point to do so every year and thankfully I continued the ritual too before this season end. Am being cynical these days, be it in my studies, my work, my way of life. Why is it that people tend to lose their childish charm as they grow up? I fear being a part of the dull herd in near future. I fear I'll lose the simple joys, rather, not being able to notice the simple joys of life like getting rain-wet in some years. Yes, we definitely need to act mature and efficiently carry the burden of responsibilities created by us solely. However, there is a thing called 'personal space' which I strongly believe in. how many of us give ourselves this much needed space? By personal space, I donot mean a strict self SWOT analysis. My idea of personal space comprises of a SWOT analysis of how I am as a human being, enjoying the sky above, enjoying silence, enjoying the strip of land and water between Kalyan and Thakurli station, humming a song, writing a poem or two. I donot do all of these at a time but yeah, these do make up my personal space - Enjoying the sound of silence for a couple of minutes is my favourite. This personal space thing really perks me up. Helps me 'feel good' realizing that I am fortunate to be a part of such a wonderful world. (Getting all emotional now - Thank you God!)
Hope you too realize the same and murmur a prayer or two while enjoying 'your' personal space..
Here I go, back to another hot cuppa and SOX!!
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