.. Was reading a frenz blog .. he had posted bot "life without frenz is hell" .. suddenly i remembered s'thing i had read way back ..
there was this malayalam song s'one has translated and posted in some article ..
this is how it goes ..

'Sea gulls and sea waves met
Sea gulls flew away
Sea waves went back
So too have we met, so too shall we part'

s'thing bot the song impressed me .. probably the truth in it or maybe, itz jus too gud .. i dunno .. but v meet so many ppl in our life and then v jus lose touch at some point as each goes on with his/her life and make new frenz .. only the close ones remain .. sad fact of life .. who told lifez fair !!!
like, at work, when u get into a new proj, v get a whole set of new teamies .. if itz a dev proj and fixed bid,then t'll b for six or seven months max ... v work together, laugh together, hang out in the cafeteria as a gang, help out each other, go out for treats and share lots of gud and bad moments in the proj span .. once that proj is over, all r put in different projs and each go in their own ways ... u cal often during the first few weeks, then the cals reduce .. u msg .. u mail .. u chat .. and then after a while, everyting stops except for the occasional mails or cals or b'day wishes ... all of us get caught in our daily lives ... so finally, all that are left are memories .. nostalgic .. neverthless, itz gonna b jus memories ..
when i finished school, i vowed to myself i'll stay in touch with everyone in my class ... now itz jus a handful of 'em that 'm in touch with, other than my best pals, that is .. the same story continued in college ... all of us promised to ourselves v'll mail everyday, cal once in a week and stuff like that .. now 'm not even sure how many of us r in touch .. thanks to our group mails and orkut, atleast v get to know when s'one gets married or goes abroad or shifts companies ... otherwise i dont think i wud ve had any news bot most of my classmates ... :)
the other day, went for my best pal's marriage .. and after roughly more than six and half yrs, all five of us (my gang in school) met together ... it felt toooo gud to b true .. after the marriage, the rest four of us visited school and met all our teachers .. t'was one of those best days of my life ... the proud happiness in our teacher's eyes when they heard v wre all working with top s/w firms, was s'thing which gave a whole new meaning to our lives ... t'was the best reward v could ve got ... and they too .. some of 'em had taught us when v wre in pre-school .. :)) v visited most of our ol' hang-outs, in the li'l (too li'l) time v had .. had tears in my eyes and more, in my heart when the time to depart came ...
such memories hold the whole meaning to our lives .... and frenz, are the biggest part of those memories ... :) hey pals out there .. tanx for being there .. and for fillin up some space - big or small - in my book of memories ... and these make me feel that i ve really lived my life and not jus passed it .. and makes my heart free of regrets ... :)))) and the fact that there are still more memories to be treasured sets me goin; makes me look forward to every tmw, each min infact ... live ur lives too ppl ... itz after all one life that v ve got ... :))) njoy .. freak out .. lifez not alwayz THAT unfair .. ;)

my mobile was screaming .. alarm ... i put it on snooze and went back to my candle light dinner with keanu reeves ;) .... was jus checkin out my dessert when my mobile brought me back to chennai again .... i searched for the noisy mobile under my pillow and finally found it and put it off ... yawning like i ven't slept for yrs , i walked into the hall and found it deserted ... peeped into the other rooms and found all my roomies snoring away to glory ... poor me ... cursed my fate and put on a kettle of water to boil for my coffee and went for a shower ... when i walked outta the bathroom i heard the television blaring "itz my life" ........ 'yeah rite' - told to myself and hunted for my worn out pair of jeans and black t-shirt ... the jean was really wrinkled.. hunted for my iron box still debating whether iron for my jean was a must or not that day .. finally, not findin the iron, i decided to wear the jean all wrinkled .. he he he .... after all , who'll b there in office on a weekend ... only characters like myself who come in equally pathetic state or the other extreme of ppl who dont know wat to do on weekends and so, work ... i jus dont understand such ppl .... chennai is a haven for entertainment and these ppl dont know wat to do on weekends ... funny ..
nywayz, so i increased the volume hoping that one of my roomies 'll wake up .. atleast to yell at me to reduce the volume .... but no luck .... Bon Jovi (one of my favs) finished his piece and Ronan Keating started singing 'life is a rollercoaster .. ' ... yeah rite ... hmmm ... unsuccessful in wakin any of 'em , and casting a wistful glance at my comfy blanket, i folded it and made my bed ...
after my morning prayer, finished off a steamin mug of coffee with the day's magazine accompanying Hindu ..... lo and behold .. i was ready for work ... banged the front door hopin ATLEAST this 'll wake up s'one ... stood outside the door for coupla min but since i couldn't hear any noise from inside, i climbed down the steps and found Robbie ever so dirty ..... so after cleanin as much as was possible without water and brush, me started to office ...
ouff ...... another day has started ... from now, mind wud forget all the gud things in life ... i wud become a typical young s/w proffessional ... one among the millions who think they r the kings and queens of the world caz they r s/w professionals ... and who ve all the worries of the world weighin on their shoulders ...
conscience started hammering me for not havin given Robbie for service ....musta done that three months back ... promising myself that i'll do it next week for sure, i put on speed ... zooming past the slow drivers, i was forced to stop by the red signal ... cursing, i waited impatiently for the green signal, and zooooooo.....oooommmmm ...mmmmm .... was at office in twenty eight minutes minutes ... patting myself for the record time, i swiped my card ... security head called after me to sign in the register ... they ve this stupid rule that if u work weekends, u ve to sign in a weekend log ... glanced inside the cafeteria .. deserted ... so no boost today ... cha ... climbed the stairs three at a time .. another series of swiping and signing to get onto my floor ... and floor was deserted .. second time today to get the same feelin of loneliness and the day has jus started ... found my place jus the way i had left it y'day nite ..so, not even the cleaning crew had showed up yet ... gr8 .. switched on the lights and switched on my machine ...
i worked the whole of the morning very sincerely but watever code i wrote, i ended up getting error page ... pissed off to the max, i went to the cafeteria for lunch ... nothing to brighten up my day there either .. weekends, food was the worst in our dear cafe ... bought myself a sandwich and found a quiet corner and settled down with a book ... aah .. now this is s'thing i luv .. swallowed my sandwich and washed it down with some orange juice ... back to fighting with the code .... there wre a handful of ppl by now .. for a weekend, that was normal though .. checked my mails and logged into gmail and orkut ... chatted side by side with a few frenz who wre like me stuck in office and continued getting my error pages until aki cald me reminding me of our movie plans ... oh shit... i had totally forgotten bot that ... I was totally at a loss as to wat I can tel her ….
I settled down to complete my work and b4 I realized t’was dark outside … I looked around … the floor was deserted save for the two guys in the far end …. I closed my burning eyes and massaged my aching neck slowly … my mind went back to the days my ma used to massage my hands and legs after my badminton practices … felt nostalgic bot those carefree days … I suddenly asked myself wat I was doin at office on a weekend .. is this wat I alwayz wanted to do in life?? Is this wat I want life to be like?? I wasn't sure … if I start putting down the pros and cons, t’was an unfinished battle that will never end … I sure wanted to tel when ppl asked me that I was with such-and-such MNC ..but I know that this wasn;t wat I wanted to become in life – a s/w engg … I wanted the pay but I didn’t want work during weekends … I realized that I did wat was expected of me … I became wat was expected of me …. But I ‘m not wat I wud ve wanted to be …. I suddenly decided these wre all unwanted thoughts which r not gonna help or comfort me any way … I packed up for the day and left office thinking bot the promise I broke …
When I reached home, t’was a lively atmosphere that greeted me … my roomies wre all sittin in front of the television and chatting … I was dragged into the gang the moment I opened the gate .. I felt home … v chatted for over an hour b4 s’one started to the feel the pangs of hunger … v decided to go out for dinner .. our usual weekend dinner haunt was this shop over the beach wre u sit on the pavement and eat … u don’t ve to dress up for this place or mind ur table etiquettes …u jus can u urself … and that’s the main reason v preferred the place .. so after hoggin on some parathas , v had kulfi ice creams for dessert in the beach … and headed back home pullin radhika’s legs mercilessly … dipti alwayz luv’d pullin rad’s legs and poor rad ended up bein the victim usually … I showered and then after some more chatting each headed back to their rooms .. I told my prayers and sank my head into the soft pillow ….. thought of ma, pa and vivi and gran … and closed my eyes peacefully hoping the nite ‘ll drag on a li’l longer and the next day must dawn a li’l late … one of the hundreds of typical days of my life had passed by ..