Of wars and nanorods

War Sucks or rather wars suck. Plurality just to assert my utter detest . Somehow feel its really bizarre why men should fight ? Just watched the movie We were soldiers based on a the Vietnam War. Was deeply moved. The movie touched the right chords without being too melodramatic. At the crux of wars often lie stubborn-maladroit-power-seeking politicos who are unmindful of humanity and even the populace of their own countries . Phew!! You need to put blame on somebody.

song on winamp: Tension Is A Passing Note by Sixpence NTR

Well days are rather eventless presently. Got a few good results yesterday, in my btp( btech project) an aberration in the scheme of things and i treated myself to a holiday just for a day after some relentless work ;o) ( at least by my standards). The latter though wouldn't merit as an aberration. The period of relentless work was about a couple of weeks( a conservative estimate) , though it didn't involve physical labour. But then many of the battles are fought in the mind. I had it weighing on me for some time. I made nanorods though not for the first time in the historyof mankind but then i did!!!.The very glimpse of it had me into fits of irrepressible laughter ( my expression of delight) much to the embarassment of the fellow accompanying me and the displeasure of the TEM operator . I can probaly now understand why Archimedes ran naked (it could very well have been me the other day). Though its not going to fetch me a membership into the Swedish Acadamy of sciences or buy me an OBE. But it definitely ensures one thing. I almost sail through my final semester. touchwood. I hope so. I may be underplaying what i got but then God has been merciful. Thank you Big Boss.

song: Utopia by Alanis
song: Papercut by linkin park

Parting thoughts:

Bell the CAT . Just for the heck of it . Maybe !!
To God: Why did You have to create mosquitos as if other miseries weren't enough?

Some had families waiting, for others their only family would be the men they bled beside, there were no bands, flags no honor guards to welcome them home, they went to war because their country ordered them to, but in the end they fought not for country or their flag, they fought for each other. We who have seen war will never stop seeing it, in the silence of the night we will always hear the screams. So this is our story... For we were soldiers once and young

Lt. Col Hal Moore from the movie We were Soldiers

Nothing was gone except desire; no, more than that--the root, the desire to
desire. He thought that a man who loses his eyes still retains the concept of
sight; but he had heard of a ghastlier blindness--if the brain centers
controlling vision are destroyed, one loses even the memory of visual
perception. --- Ayn Rand

I am RED

Sandro, your true color is Red!

Your color is red, the color of racy sportscars, blushing cheeks, and luscious roses.

Red symbolizes passion, romance, and love. So, since you're ruled by red, you probably trust your feelings more than your brain and tend to act spontaneously. If you see something you want, you go for it without thinking twice — impulsive is your middle name. You don't wait around for people to make decisions, either; you dive right in. Quite the romantic, you pay close attention to your emotions. In fact, if your heart isn't in what you're doing, you won't be satisfied. Of course, even when you do pour all your energy into the projects you tackle, your impetuous nature means your passions can shift as frequently as the wind. That's why some reds have trouble with commitment.

Next time you're feeling fickle, think before you act, if possible. You might be surprised at the results.

Overall, though, it's great to be red. No one lives life more completely than you do.

The World I Know by Collective Soul

Has our conscience shown?
Has the sweet breeze blown?
Has all the kindness gone?
Hope still lingers on.
I drink myself of newfound pity
Sitting alone in new york city
And I don’t know why.

Are we listening to hyms of offering?
Have we eyes to see that love is gathering?
All the words that I’ve been reading
Have now started the act of bleeding into one.

So I walk up on high
And I step to the edge
To see my world below.
And I laugh at myself
As the years roll down.
’cause it’s the world I know.
It’s the world I know.

Heavy Laden

Standing in the twilight
As the rays suffuse the ambience
With shades of red and black on my face
As though permeating grief

Grief overwhelms , heart wrings
A cry is let out
My soul weeps
For something precious i've lost

Lying on the grass watching the sun go down
Doubt i if i would see the same sun again
Will it shine on the same me
Would life undo what happened

I'll have to gather
For tomorrow's a new beginning
My sand castles have been washed away by the waves, but
Hope beckons someone tomorrow might help me build them again

Just might!!

: Me