tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81357273331364026362024-03-14T03:43:28.771+05:30Approaching the EquinoXLooking Glass and the other sideBuddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-81202942690293559152014-06-13T10:43:00.000+05:302014-12-23T19:34:43.528+05:30चलता जा...
वो बारिश ही क्या, जो भिगोये ना,
वो धूप ही क्या, जो झुलसाए ना ।
वो रास्ता ही क्या, जो भटकाए ना,
वो मंज़िल ही क्या, बेसब्र जो बनाये ना।
वो सागर ही क्या, गोते जो खाये ना,
वो कश्ती ही क्या, जो डगमगाए ना ।
वो दिल ही क्या, जो बहकाये ना,
वो दिमाग ही क्या, जो भरमाये ना ।
तो पथिक, चलता जा...,
वो ज़िन्दगी ही क्या, जो थकाये ना ?
- भुवनेश अग्रवाल
(20140613, 10:43 AM)
Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-10228451815738923942014-04-11T16:52:00.000+05:302015-02-15T23:27:09.439+05:30Directionless
So how does being directionless feels?
It's as if you are standing in the middle of nowhere and winds from all sides come
Brazing u! spinning round and round so that any direction u seem to grasp, if at all, is taken away.
Sitting here, I feel like familiar to all this. Lovers holding hands, friends pulling each other's leg, families strolling around - it all feels so familiar to the downtown. Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com0DLF Cyber Hub, Gurgaon28.496529359651319 77.08913326263427728.494784859651318 77.086611762634277 28.49827385965132 77.091654762634278tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-59125236818182106502013-05-28T11:06:00.002+05:302013-05-28T11:07:01.396+05:30A musing thought
I used to write several smileys in chats.Then somebody said i shouldn't.And eventually, i realized, that i don't.
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Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-39132093846368683332012-12-13T19:57:00.000+05:302012-12-13T19:57:51.782+05:30all that heart wants
The heart doesn't want lavish things,it only needs little things to be happy.A glance of the eye,A smile of the face,A voice calling out the nameA touch of hesitation...Quintessential by its appearance,delusional by its very nature...- Hope.All it needs is an assurance of knowing,A gesture of unease,A hint of acknowledgement,and a display of zeal.All it needs is an unexpected wait,And an Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-78808558761771110772011-11-20T15:53:00.001+05:302013-05-28T10:11:11.080+05:30Rules of love
1. We don't pick who we fall in love with
2. And it never happens like it should
Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-9312074688228950922011-10-26T11:12:00.001+05:302011-10-26T11:12:55.782+05:30Something Something... Whatever...
At times, there is this inexplicable feeling that you have to do something
the unrest, the drive that you need to do something, anything!
Is the unrest because you want to preoccupy your mind in something that you wanna do something or is it the other way round, that your mind is preoccupied with the thought of doing something.
You want to do something, to feel something and hence, wantBuddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-91618776942646051242011-09-25T02:23:00.001+05:302011-09-25T02:23:54.098+05:30End (of) the Occupation - 2011 09 23 CSC
I really dont know what to say. it had been such a wonderful journey,
and yet the end was so unusual, however, thankfully peaceful.
There were a lot of things i wanted to say,
a lot of things i wanted to do...
"हजारों ख्वाहिशें ऐसी कि हर ख्वाहिश पे दम निकले
बहुत निकले मेरे अरमाँ, लेकिन फिर भी कम निकले..."
This was the first among the several literary pieces that Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-19075245111072593582011-09-04T10:57:00.000+05:302011-10-26T11:02:08.206+05:30That Girl in Yellow Boots
Its a twisted tale of a city's underbelly exposing the rotten and the mundane.
Its a tale of a girl - the kind of things she has to compromise to get what she wants.
Its a mockery on the society, displaying how even the most puerile of tasks corrupts you in the process of fulfilling itself.
Its the story of a girl who risks everything to find answers to a questions nobody seems to be Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-88365001675715329102011-08-28T23:11:00.001+05:302011-08-31T22:38:55.648+05:30Who is Anna Hazare ?A lot has been said and read about Anna Hazare and i am sure people have dug every little bit of detail about his life.
But in this detail, we tend to miss out on the bigger picture, the higher persepective, the sanctimonious view :-
So who actually is Anna Hazaare ?
Anna is a man unscathed by money
Anna is a man inimitable in honesty and dedication to nation
Anna is a man who has rid himself Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-4812324829093140782011-08-25T22:39:00.034+05:302011-08-31T22:36:03.549+05:30A ThoughtIt will be the words of a song that will not be sung,
a poem that will not be written,
a book that will not be opened,
a dream that will not be woken up to,
a nightmare that will not be slept to,
a smile that will not be shared,
a tear that will not be wasted,
a gift that will not be given,
a surprise that will not be expected,
a joy not to be blamed on,
a sorrow not to be awarded from,
a Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-42922740623528660092011-06-25T16:23:00.001+05:302011-06-25T16:30:47.607+05:30Happy New Year 2.0.!.!This post was long due!
As the title of the post suggests, it was actually due since 1st Jan 2011, but i had thought lets post it at some good news.
Came Feb, went March,
wounded April, strangled May,
and June 2011 delivered the final blow.
From mid-2010 started the difficult period.
A perfectly merry time before mid year (2010). Lots of reasons to be happy, work going great, Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-81795962824593544422011-05-28T23:05:00.003+05:302011-05-28T23:13:17.402+05:30Pyaar ka 'Dhishoom'namaMan... this movie is THE ground reality!
and its been quite a while since someone took to the cause of us poor boys! ;)
So lets begin... a true movie about boys and girls -
their fallacies in relationships,
their expectations and
their foolishness!
The Leads! :
Liquid: Typical frustrated padhakoo types. Padhai toh kar li, naukri bhi lag gayi, par kuch kami hai.Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-87795727428711615932011-04-17T22:13:00.000+05:302013-05-28T10:39:23.826+05:30The fire within
Have you ever looked at fire closely?
Seen its flames rise and fall?
Swaying undeterred and unchallenged,
exploding and imploding at the same time!
In the recent times, i have developed a fancy of sorts with fire!
I am fascinated by how it burns through...
Burns through bone and flesh, blood and sweat...
to give way to the eternal ether... the purity, the truth within.
It is theBuddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-2409389155637856442011-01-08T04:09:00.003+05:302011-01-08T04:56:42.898+05:30the silence of the nightAfter more than a year, i was again, out in the open, with the silence of the night. But this time, it was different. the silence hit me with a realization.
It inspired me to think, go into the disconnect, and search for an answer, answer to a question that the silence has confronted me again with. What next?
This time i figured out that the silence is not just posing a question, it scares Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-9007675551028540592011-01-02T20:03:00.000+05:302011-01-02T20:03:32.486+05:30the social networkI had sat down to write about the past year... ended up watching the social network and here i am... writing a post about it.
Let me tell u upfront, the movie is amazingly refreshing, first up because it is fast! From the very first scene. And the second reason - its shot in the interestingly 'Christopher Nolan' way with the past and the present being intricately woven together in a linear Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-12021154363312812482010-06-01T00:29:00.000+05:302013-05-28T10:09:00.127+05:30Falling in Love - Part 1
What is falling in love?
Falling in love is trying to steal a glance of her every now n then.
It is finding excuses to text her, even when in company.
It is to turn around and come back to say bye even after leaving.
It is to sleep to the fear of sleeptalking her name.
It is to day dream of her and keep that smile from blooming.
It is to close the door and dance away to the Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-25467989710384100532010-05-04T11:43:00.005+05:302010-05-04T11:58:59.007+05:30Once bitten, twice shy, third time, it will be my turn to bite :)At first, i was afraid, kinda shy. I had several reasons, the most prominent being my fear of water! In my previous river rafting trip, i was with my V5 group - the langotiya yaars! there was room for chickening out :D Also, the first time, i was almost in a frenzy, too excited a state to fear... but this time, i was much more in my senses, quite literally too, if u know what i mean ;D.
And so Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-59990188619749690882010-03-27T00:52:00.056+05:302010-03-30T23:43:25.308+05:30The feeling that is sinking inToday, or more specifically - Tonight, this.... this 'thing' hit me again! and this time, its one time too many. I feel all alone once again and I don't know whether its they who have changed or its me! I know for certain that i have changed - but did i change in this way!? or is it that i am seeing what i want to see ! i don't know for certain...
I feel like i am growing distant to it all. Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-87182337123601239522009-06-14T00:49:00.004+05:302009-06-14T01:43:12.803+05:30LEARN...Just when i thot that there was no ending...there's this little something that was whispered to meand it seems...these words come from a distant land...a place where i once belonged... a place that i believed in...a place, where i was the whisperer...once... :)but it all seems too hazy... i dont even remember clearlywhether it was actually me or something inside me....whatever it was... it Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-69118955870082956872009-06-11T23:15:00.006+05:302009-06-12T00:52:50.176+05:30RUN AWAY... What if... one fine day, you wake up to find that somethings' wrong !What if... you realize u have been down this lane before...and that the last time, it wasn't pretty... it wasn't pretty at all !!!!In fact it gets messy everytime u have been there...And what if... you know there's no turning back...u have to go through this all over again,u have to go through this... all alone...that u Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-24615476030375851942009-04-23T14:05:00.011+05:302009-06-11T23:13:24.400+05:30PROFESSOR'S Mail : Enjoy the coffee.... not the cup A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life. Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups porcelain, plastic, Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-58476073549090532982008-10-04T23:28:00.013+05:302008-10-28T21:28:46.058+05:30BLACK MAGIC WOMANWhat comes to your mind when u hear the words 'BLACK MAGIC WOMAN' ???The term 'black' makes its sound eerie, evil of sorts...'Magic' makes it mysterious, mystical...and with that the word 'Woman' is like bang... sending shivers down your spine,a fantasy come true,The combination of these three is deadly...femme fatale at its best...Imagine...a lady in black, tall and dusky,sleek and slender,Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-9086383641723609322008-10-02T23:30:00.010+05:302008-10-28T21:28:46.058+05:30'TECH LAB' ICE AGE ki YAADEIN... ;)<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Wingdings; panose-1:5 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; mso-font-charset:2; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:0 268435456 0 0 -2147483648 0;} @Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-81340643621697258642008-09-10T22:26:00.003+05:302008-09-12T23:54:10.105+05:30I KNEW... IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE... :)Enfin... Je suis ici :DFinally m here to write down something...lolzz :)Its been way too long that i have stayed away from mon blog !!!I tried to write several things, but then, it happens only when its destined to happen.And same has been the case with something that had been going on with me for the past few weeks...It was refreshingly different, almost a surprise....well not almost, but Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8135727333136402636.post-5452308902315348682008-02-14T01:08:00.001+05:302008-02-15T23:03:33.265+05:30VALENTINE VENDETTAI tried so hard to write something innovativethis valentine,did save some drafts,but to no avail.I had quite a few ideas, but thencouldn't express them properly, guess theemotions were too high to be controlled :P"Maybe, next year... i will give it to someone special,..."one about whom i would be able to atleastmake a valentine entry in my blog.As for now, its stillme n meri tanhayee !!!!m kinda Buddy Bhuvihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16723375660752849639noreply@blogger.com0