just another day

Am this close to heaven
but am leaving another behind
Why must we face these times
Just another day I ask

Much to touch,so much to feel
A lifetime of misses
Just one day to make up for all
Cannot i have just another more

My last sight of her to savour
stored in my head for eternity
How can heaven be a better place
when the angel is right here

They wait for me to come back
but going i was far away
The light at the end of the road
is shining brighter than ever

Why couldnt i see this coming?
Why was i so blind?
Just another day is all i seek
to undo all that was done

Standing at the gates
I realize that life can be so short
Savour every day while you can
You never know when you'll need another

-Dilip R.S.

Santiy Testing 1….2…3..

Does that make sense? If it does, then please click the little cross mark at the right hand top corner of this window and you can be on your way to wherever you were while you stumbled across this. If it made no sense, then you can go on reading further.
“Started Sanity Testing…..”…those words still echo in my mind, not because I have had a bad experience with it but because I get a mail with that subject every 1/6th of a nanosecond from my team members. It apparently is something to do with our project. What kind of project would be testing sanity? Well, I suppose the lack of something is what makes you want it more. No question of sour grapes now eh? Definitely one should start to expect such things in the IT industry. IT industry and sanity, what better oxy moron do you need. Hey, if you are a proud member of this famous industry, then you know where to click. If you are not, please feel free to read further. Its not that I ….
( OH HELL YEAH !! HERE WE GO AGAIN. Just as I was talking about it, here is another mail I get. “Sanity restarted…”. Don’t trust me. Check out the screenshot)

….have anything against THEM, its just that I am so very jobless and am a big fan of Seinfeld. I like to ponder on the little nothings of life which everyone else conveniently chooses to ignore. As i was saying why do you need to restart SANITY? Why does it have to stop? Its not like you have a little hole in the six inches between your ears and it just pops out and you go like “Oops!!!!. Dropped my sanity folks. I gotta restart it now.”
And maybe test it a few times over. Why do men, men who have joined THE COMPANY (which according to CNN is harder to get in than HARVARD. Who are they kidding??) not keep their sanities safe in some secure place like their pockets or wallets where all their other materialistic precious belongings go. Is it that normal to not be careful about your sanity in this industry? Am I making any sense or is it that I have just dropped mine? I guess we all have our sanities kept somewhere, safe or not. And once in a while it is needed to restart it to be normal again. Some of them run servers to restart and test sanity, some of us write blogs which make no sense and some of you read such blogs.
As I finish abusing this useless piece of virtual space we all get for free, I hear the murmurs somewhere in the next world ( yes, though its in the next cubicle, the conversations there gives me the feeling that we are worlds apart)
”..sanity testing shuru ho gayaa…tera baari hai…
(translated to all as : “…sanity testing has started…now its your turn”)….

us and them

what is this blog? is it me? is it you? is it us? is it them? questions i should'nt be asking and you shouldn't be thinking about
leave that. the title for this blog is quite simple, i am listening to floyd's "us and them". i must admit. i had not heard much of floyd, just that one p.u.l.s.e album. i always used to wondner what is it with drunkards and floyd? now, being a similar state of mind i.e. being wasted, i know why floyd is what it is.
"Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?"
anyway, i am not "drunk", am just wasted. wasted by this bloody industry, this revolution that is supposed to change the face of our country. the only thing revolving here is my buttock in my nice little chair, looking here and there, begging for some work to be given. that my friend is truly what i define as wasted. some people in this famous IT industry also use another 5 letter word for it. B.E.N.C.H
finished my training in THE COMPANY around 50 days ago. got into a project 15 days ago. got some crappy documents to read whilst THE COMPANY negotiates with THE CLIENT to finance for our SPECIAL training. bless the bureaucrats.
how apt !!! the song playing in my windows media player now. is it coincidence or a sick joke HE is playing on me
"As you look around this room tonight
Settle in your seat and dim the lights
Do you want my blood, do you want my tears
What do you want
What do you want from me
Should I sing until I can't sing any more
Play these strings until my fingers are raw
You're so hard to please
What do you want from me.........................."