Posted in Life, Philosophy

When do we loose a friend ?

A schoolmate commented on an old photograph on my facebook page. The photo was of my school days, taken at the time we completed our high school. The entire batch along with the teachers, captured into an immortal moment.

Most of the faces were familiar, some familiar but difficult to recognise .

But some faces seem foreign.

This got me thinking. Why do I not remember them ? Have I lost these friends ?

When do we loose a friend ?


Is it when the friend dies ?

Nah. Can’t be. I lost my best friend when we were 15 years old adolescents. But I still consider him as a friend. Amongst us, we still discuss and cherish our memories involving him. Only the state of his existence has changed. So I can’t say that he is no longer a friend.


Do we loose a friend when you call him, but he disconnects the call, and sends a sms – ” I am busy, call me later” and  never calls back ?

In our day to day life, the lifestyle is getting more hectic. It is very probable for some one to forget a call back. So, this can’t be the answer.


Do we loose a friend when he gets married and can no longer “hang-out” at your usual spots ?

Definitely not. Everyone needs his own personal space, but most often, there is a change to make a new friend. But it does take time for the spouse to know you better to be considered as a friend.


Do we loose a friend when a familiar voice says “wrong number” ?

Hmm. Maybe .

Do we loose a friend when you look back at your life and can no longer find anyone to share a bench with ?

This, would be a difficult question to answer.

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Posted in Humor

An early Riser

Operation “Getting up early, Day 1.

Got up early.
Looked around.
Noticed that it was still dark outside.
Looked at the watch.
Surmised it has been half hour since I slept.
Went back to sleep.
Woke up at 7 in the morning.

Achievement unlocked : early bird.

Time to catch some worms.

Posted in Philosophy, spirituality

Hindu Mythology

I watched movies like “The Mummy” over the weekend, and it got me thinking.

Why is Hindu mythology, not shared with anyone outside India ?

So this got me thinking, and I will be adding a new section in the blog.

Do check it out

Posted in Humor, Rumblings

The lucky poets

I love poetry.

It gives a poet, an opportunity to break these grammar and logical rules. For instance, it helps a poet say that he could count ten thousand flowers in a single glance. Such skill, such wonder, and yet he manages to say that a 1000 sq feet of farming land may be used to grow a hell lot of flowers.

Oh, I so love poetry.