31 August, 2007

Learning to Live

While attempting to live, you learn...
You learn that there is only a subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
You learn that love doesn't mean leaning & company doesn't mean security.
You begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts,
And presents aren't promises.
And you begin to accept your defeats with the grace of an adult and not the grief of a child.
You learn to build all your roads on today, because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for your plans.
After a while, you learn that even sun shine burns you if you get too much of it. So you plant your own garden, decorate your own soul, and stop waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you will learn that you really can endure, you really are special, and that you really do have worth.
So live to learn and know yourself... in doing so, you will learn to live.

23 August, 2007


Hope is a state of mind that gives the strength to live and continually try new things. It is not essentially dependent on some particular observation of the world or estimate of the situation.

Hope is not prognostication. It transcends the world that is immediately experienced, and is anchored somewhere beyond its horizons.

Hope, in this deep and powerful sense, is not the same as joy, when things are going well; or the willingness to invest in enterprises that are obviously headed for success, but rather an ability to work for something because it is good, not just because it has a chance to succeed.

Hope is definitely not the same thing as optimism. It is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out.

~Vaclev Havel

16 August, 2007

Kaum Se Khitab

Dear All,

Even though its only been a year and a day, I feel like I've spent a considerable part of my life here. It's sad to be going, but I guess that, as time goes by, we must all go our own separate ways to achieve whatever has been destined for us on our journey of life.

I leave Elixir with wonderful memories that I owe to all of you. Every one of you has, in their own unique ways, made my stay here so memorable. Thank you and may every one of you have a prosperous future.

Here is a reflection of what I will remember every one by in my 12 0' clock dreams :) Hope you enjoy it. Its all in good fun.

Sundas Y.
16th August 2007.

13 August, 2007

Tribute to a LegenD

When I was young, my mother told me that everything happens for a reason, and that sometimes people can be mean and try to ruin your reputation, even if it is independence day, but she said, one should be patient, as no matter how bad your neighbors are, eventually, they would always die.. or leave. So, she said, that life will always go on, and at the end of the day, the mean ones are always given a farewell, even if it is on their birthday... Karma is, definitely a B*t*h :p

So, finally.... this day in time embarks the end of a significant eRa in the history of fake LollyWooD Underworld's Maghroor Laylas, for this day, we are saying goodbye to the naughtiest and noisiest Technical Writer eVer; who by the way rocks at being a lousy neighbor.

Sundas, aka, Basanti, the girl who is even active during the hibernating periods, has reached enormous heights during her one year and one day stay at Elixir. She is the only girl, whose table, Ladies & Gentlemen, would be turned into a shrine for all those who are interested in joining the feminist forces for saving the world. Her chair, mind you, will be planted with nails so that no one can ever take her place, and her CPU will have a heart that drops blood and glows lights in memory of the frAndly cum hArt breaking relationship I had with her! We will also place two donuts and a camera on her desk to remind the coming generation of her dear hobbies and interests.

And in the end, all I have to say, on behalf of all the san-ists of 'YAYA land' is, that dear Sundas, this time, when we say Goodbye… WE REALLY MEAN IT!!!


03 August, 2007

And The Winds Don't Know How To Read...

In the garden,

By the roses, is written,

"Do not pick up the flowers"

But the wind doesn't know how to read...

These lines were written by a well wisher on the death of Iranian Princess Leila Pahlavi (March 27, 1970 - June 10, 2001). The Pahlavi's were exiled after the Iranian revolution, departing from Iran on January 16,1979, when she was 9 years old. A one time model for the designer Valentino, she suffered from anorexia nervosa, chronic low self-esteem, and severe depression and spent much time being treated in clinics in the United States and Britain. She was found dead in her room in the Leonard Hotel in London, England. The 31 year old princess was burried near her maternal grandmother, Farideh Ghotbi Diba, in the Cimetière de Passy, Paris, France.

May her soul rest in peace.

02 August, 2007

Star of the Month!!

I am star for the month in SairaStar's blog for a comment I wrote!! Yaaay!! Check out Stars of the Month.

Dont be confused, its not a settlement... we both actually do Rock!! :p

Thanx Saira!

~ IsbahStar!