Rome, is forever and a day,..
The beauty of this ancient city steals your breath away,
…While the charm, grace and warmth of her people beckons one to stay.
Rome, is forever and a Day
When Lovers stroll along the via Veneto, the silent sounds of violins begin to Play,
.....while the musical cords and strings of romantic melodies accompany them along the way.
Rome, is forever and a day
Many lovers first meet on the Spanish Steps and walk hand in hand along the Via Condotti,
Many young lovers toss coins into the fountain of trevi and silently pray,
.....to visit again some day, for
Rome, is forever and a day
This is something I found on internet. It by Joseph P. Martino.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
When In Rome Do as Romans Do
I:
1) Ate pizza
2) Went to Vatican
3) Wished at the Fountain of Travi
4) Travelled on the Leonardo da Vinci train
5) Roamed the cobblestone streets under the moonlight
6) Ate Panini
7) Prayed at Pantheon
8) Got wet in the rain
9) Rode a bus without a ticket
10) Catacombed
11) Had Geleto
12) Discovered art in everything
13) Had home made pasta
14) Lived in a room that had a window opening into a small alley with beautiful balconies
15) Crossed the roads running
16) Made new friends
17) Awed at the coliseum
18) Bought chic clothes
19) Sat on the Spanish steps and read (a map though)
20) Strolled along via Veneto
21) Prayed in a zillion churches
22) Window shopped at Via dei Condotti
23) Ate chestnuts
24) Was even asked if I was a Roman
I was in Rome and I did as Romans do...!
1) Ate pizza
2) Went to Vatican
3) Wished at the Fountain of Travi
4) Travelled on the Leonardo da Vinci train
5) Roamed the cobblestone streets under the moonlight
6) Ate Panini
7) Prayed at Pantheon
8) Got wet in the rain
9) Rode a bus without a ticket
10) Catacombed
11) Had Geleto
12) Discovered art in everything
13) Had home made pasta
14) Lived in a room that had a window opening into a small alley with beautiful balconies
15) Crossed the roads running
16) Made new friends
17) Awed at the coliseum
18) Bought chic clothes
19) Sat on the Spanish steps and read (a map though)
20) Strolled along via Veneto
21) Prayed in a zillion churches
22) Window shopped at Via dei Condotti
23) Ate chestnuts
24) Was even asked if I was a Roman
I was in Rome and I did as Romans do...!
Words of Wisdom
"It was like discovering both a person and a place that I knew existed but hadnt really known/explored. " - by Coffee
Impressive...
Impressive...
Monday, January 26, 2009
Monday Morning Blues
Yea.. Its Monday morning blues time again. Back to boring office, half in sleep, bitter coffee... this is all what all good, true to the name, Mondays are made of.
But its all a matter of relativity. When you are having fun, time passes faster. When time passes faster, the weekend gets over faster. Monday morning comes too soon and the day seems longer coz you aren’t having fun like the fun you were having during the weekend. So a boring day seems even more stupid and boring than it actually is coz it is definitely dull’er’ in comparison to the weekend.
I don’t think its Monday’s fault. It’s the weekend’s fault. But this is how its been in the world, someone sins and another pays for it. Poor Monday, overshadowed and hated because of Sunday!
But its all a matter of relativity. When you are having fun, time passes faster. When time passes faster, the weekend gets over faster. Monday morning comes too soon and the day seems longer coz you aren’t having fun like the fun you were having during the weekend. So a boring day seems even more stupid and boring than it actually is coz it is definitely dull’er’ in comparison to the weekend.
I don’t think its Monday’s fault. It’s the weekend’s fault. But this is how its been in the world, someone sins and another pays for it. Poor Monday, overshadowed and hated because of Sunday!
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Vibert
I sent the Dilbert quote to other BAs in my project. Posting Vibhav's reply. It perfectly portrays how frustrated we are:
"I'll be more than happy to make these stupid, moronic and unnecessary changes to this irrelevant, useless, worthless document with all the speed and haste, inspite of the fact that this will eventually lead to nothing, but I am happy (quoting Droopy)." - Vibert
:P
"I'll be more than happy to make these stupid, moronic and unnecessary changes to this irrelevant, useless, worthless document with all the speed and haste, inspite of the fact that this will eventually lead to nothing, but I am happy (quoting Droopy)." - Vibert
:P
He said it!
"I'll be happy to make these unnecessary changes to this irrelevant document." - Dilbert
Monday, January 19, 2009
:)
When I dont know how to reply to a question or dont want my opinion to be known, I just smile or do a small giggle (hehe types). This saves me from giving a verbal comment. It confuses the person and leaves him wondering whether that was a yes or a no or a duh (sometimes even i dont know which of these it is). Generally people think its a "duh!" and this prevents them from asking for clarity for the obvious. It does get me into trouble sometimes when a person is bold or clear enough to demand straight answers. But its very handy in like 9 out of 10 cases.
Try it, you ll like it!
Try it, you ll like it!
Mondays are Good... Atleast Some
After a lot of confusion, mixed emotions and unstability over the weekend, a busy work filled Monday with like a zillion meetings and a million work related stuff to do is almost as welcomed as a steaming cup of coffee on a cold cold day. It helps forget all the prevailing madness in life, well..unless you decide to write about it in your blog! Kiddin... But really this is the first Monday of my life that I just loved.. right from getting out of bed to reaching office at 8. I didnt crib at all (yea I crib a lot in my mind every Monday morning...)
I gotta run for another workshop, so dear blog, I will leave you with the song:
Monday Monday, so good to me,
Monday Monday, it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday morning, Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.
I gotta run for another workshop, so dear blog, I will leave you with the song:
Monday Monday, so good to me,
Monday Monday, it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday morning, Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Living in Sin City
Amsterdam
Escape
Irish coffee
Being lonely
Bacardi
Canal Cruise
Malibu
Salsa
Taquila
French Fries
Hash Brownie
Night
Grasshopper
Windows
Innocence
Cold
Love
High
Wine
Rolling joints
Party
Red
Pleasure
Van Gogh
Guilt
Cannabis
Lust
Beauty
Escape
Irish coffee
Being lonely
Bacardi
Canal Cruise
Malibu
Salsa
Taquila
French Fries
Hash Brownie
Night
Grasshopper
Windows
Innocence
Cold
Love
High
Wine
Rolling joints
Party
Red
Pleasure
Van Gogh
Guilt
Cannabis
Lust
Beauty
Friday, January 16, 2009
Romance of France
This is the romance of France, an open air bathroom... I was totally amazed seeing this! Look at the dried leaves on the ground, and the hand pump thats used to fill in the bath tub.. it was like wow!
Cold And Beautiful
Amsterdam is a poem of harmony between man and nature. Else how could they have possibly made such a pretty place out of reclaimed land from the sea? Everyday I am inspired by the beauty of this place. White frozen canals, snow on the sidewalks, brick houses, lonely bridges... its like a painter paints this town afresh everyday.
The romantic canals define the beauty of this place. Especially in the winters when they are frozen. What could be more perfect than standing hand in hand on a bridge on a canal and watching the moon go down.... or sitting on a bench by sparkling water and seeing the sun set. You can see a thousand stars in the water during day when the sun's rays fall on it, and another thousand you can see in the sky at night.
The sky too is different from the Indian sky. It seems closer... The clouds are thicker and whiter. And the airplanes cutting across them, leaving a trail of their presence makes it look like we have a say in what nature throws at us.
The view from my window at home makes me want to write. There is a small lake, trees around it, a lonely dirt path and a bench on it. Postcard pretty. I regret that its too cold to spend a peaceful evening on the bench looking at the ducks in the lake and contemplating the meaning of life.
And the view from my office window is (sign) equally enchanting. I can see a church, a canal and windmills (not the wooden ones though). I can see tall buildings and the train station too, but because the rest of it is so pretty, I am ready to discount them!
And amidst all the romance and beauty, I am all alone :(
Amsterdam is indeed “cold” and beautiful.
The romantic canals define the beauty of this place. Especially in the winters when they are frozen. What could be more perfect than standing hand in hand on a bridge on a canal and watching the moon go down.... or sitting on a bench by sparkling water and seeing the sun set. You can see a thousand stars in the water during day when the sun's rays fall on it, and another thousand you can see in the sky at night.
The sky too is different from the Indian sky. It seems closer... The clouds are thicker and whiter. And the airplanes cutting across them, leaving a trail of their presence makes it look like we have a say in what nature throws at us.
The view from my window at home makes me want to write. There is a small lake, trees around it, a lonely dirt path and a bench on it. Postcard pretty. I regret that its too cold to spend a peaceful evening on the bench looking at the ducks in the lake and contemplating the meaning of life.
And the view from my office window is (sign) equally enchanting. I can see a church, a canal and windmills (not the wooden ones though). I can see tall buildings and the train station too, but because the rest of it is so pretty, I am ready to discount them!
And amidst all the romance and beauty, I am all alone :(
Amsterdam is indeed “cold” and beautiful.
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