My trip to Vizag - part 1

Its been over a year since I have been working. There have been short trips to my dad, but no trip has been a true holiday. But this one was...
Celebrating successful completion of one year in the company, my batch mates decided to plan a trip to a place that was near and beautiful, and a place that could be truly enjoyed and Vizag seemed to be the perfect place.
There was a lot of initial apprehension about the trip, if we would be able to go or not...how many of us would turn up...and all!! But finally 2 mails and loads of persuasion later, a total of 10 people agreed to come for the trip.
The trip was scheduled on 22 Nov 2007 finally. All of us took leave on 23 Nov.
DAY 1:
The day started on a tensed note. We realised at the last moment that one of our friend's ticket was booked on a different train. That had to be cancelled and another ticket for our train had to be booked. All the tickets were with a friend who was nowhere to be seen. Till lunch, we could not meet her. Finally when we did meet her, I simply grabbed the tickets from her and gave them for cancellation.
Our return journey tickets were still not confirmed. None of us had any idea as to how we were planning to come back. But all of us did have one thing in mind, we were going on this trip!!!!
Few of my friends went back to their places to get their luggage. So another tension for us, if they would come on time. But they did.
Surprise of the day: My sis came back to see me off at the station. It was very nice of her to do that.
The train started and my friends, all got into doing something I believe they love in common, playing cards. Ahhh yes!!! I forgot to mention, our seats were scattered. Of the 9 tickets that we had, 6 were at one place and 3 at the other. So all of us were adjusting at one place, in the same coupe` and hey that was fun too!!!
I somehow dont really enjoy playing cards, so I was writing my diary and listening to music. Also to some extent I did what I love the mst when I am on journeys - standing near the door. I am so much with myself at that time.
We all had an early dinner. We did take many snaps too. But none of us could sleep before 11. And I did around 12. Got down at Vijayawada and Guntur stations.
And that is the end of day 1.

Expressions...

One of my friends has this in her profile...my blogs are the mirror of my thoughts...same holds true here too...


I have always been a very expressive person, whatever I have ever felt is always shown to the person concerned in one way or the other. If the feeling is nice and genuine, it's good enough!!! But what about the situations when the thoughts of yours have been taken otherwise? What about the times when I have said something out of a good thought but it has turned the other way or interpreted the other way!!! These are the times when I feel that being expressive is the one of the worst things one can ever be!!!


Is it wrong to tell a person you are liked by me because you make me feel nice but nothing is to be expected? Is it wrong to put your thoughts forth expecting nothing at all??? Does all this sound very cheap and disgusting??? Well, yes this is something that is just not expected of a person like me!!! But as my friend told me the other day, I am turning into a girl perhaps!!! Seriously I dont know whether to feel happy or feel sad about it!!!

Uff yeh friendship!!!

Sometimes life really amazes me... we change the meanings of so many things at our own wish and will. And to top it all, we think it is correct.

Everyday I see a new meaning of friendship, one day it becomes intimacy the next day it becomes aquaintance. The third day, hold on, it becomes distance. God only help me!!!

For me, when you see someone as a friend, it means you say whatever you wish to say. You dont think whether it is right or wrong, because I feel they are the ones who will ultimately tell you what you are doing is right or wrong. As far as I am concerned, I have never ever thought before speaking with my friends, because I believe in the above said.

I sometimes wonder why do people maintain secrecy in friendship? Doesnt being friends mean that you share everything with each other? I completely fail to understand the exact meaning of being close friends with someone, when the other person doesnt tell you everything.

this is one topic that shall always keep burning inside me throwing questions everytime....

Well i guess this is one blog I shall always continue writing :-)

Man is the architect of his own destiny-is it????

"If God in his wisdom has brought close,

the day I must die,

That day by water or fire or air,

My feet shall fall in the destined snare,

wherever my road may lie"

These prophetic words clearly specify the helplessness of a man when it comes to facing his destiny.Its said that man is the architect of his own destiny, but the question that arises is: who is the architect who designed man? Who made man so capable that he is calling himself the architect of his destiny? Well it is that supreme power that designed man and rules him and his destiny, his past, present and future.

One may be tempted to say that today in the world of science when man has gone to space,scaled Mount Everest, explored the depths of ocean, saying that man is not the architect of his destiny would be a hilarious joke. But in saying that we forget that many people who in an attempt to explore the space have found themselves buried under deep oceans with their destiny denying them a proper funeral. Those in an attempt to scale the Everest died without bidding a last farewell to their beloved ones. Was this what they had, as an architect designed as their destiny?

The making of the Titanic the ship that wouldn't sink was also being termed as another step towards man mastering his destiny. But the result....everyone knows!!!!

Great empires have fallen, great leaders like Alexander couldn't achieve what they desired, great cultures fell at almost the same time proving how vulnerable and fragile man was in the hands of his destiny.

Shakespeare had said that life is a play and we are the characters and the director of the play is the supreme who pulls out once the role of the character is complete......

Note: this is the first speech that i gave in a inter school competitions,,,my most favorite one indeed!!!!!