Wednesday, August 13, 2008

nails turned green...

Everybody is Yay'ing our first individual gold at the Olympics and I join the bandwagon.
My earliest memories of Olympics are overwhelmingly those of gymnastics, with a sprinkling of swimming and athletics. Talking of sports and memories; I recollect rooting for Edberg and Seles, against Becker and Graff.
What are your earliest sporting memories?
And I am totally in awe and disbelief, thinking of people who succesfully compartmentalize their lives. People who don't carry the baggage of work, to home, no matter what.
The truly trivial and the nearly spectacular, chapter 2:
When a random FM station plays your favourite song, just when you think about it.
Hazaaron khwaishein aisi... kii har khwaish pe dum nikle.
Bahut nikle mere armaan... lekin phir bhi kam nikle
- Mirza Ghalib
Yeh manzilein bhi khud hi tai karein,
Yeh faaslein bhi khud hi tai karein.
Kyun tho raaston pe phir sehem sehem, sambhal sambhal ke chalta hai yeh dil
Kyun, khoye khoye chand ki firak mein... talaash mein, udaas hai dil
Kyun apne aap se khafa khafa, zara zara sa naaraaz hai dil

Movie-Khoya Khoya Chand
Lyrics- Swanand Kirkire
Music- Shantanu Moitra

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