SILENT SCREAMS...

How would you feel -
If you were put in a claustrophobic little room,tied upside down by your belly and filled with water till you cant breathe no more...It is dark inside-no where to run,no where to go.

And then it happens. Somewhere from the darkness,something comes up.It first touches you to see if you are still alive,still breathing,still kicking about.

And then it does something a bit more.It works its way to your muscle- And starts tearing you apart...limb from limb,sinew from sinew...while you still are breathing,kicking and screaming- Screaming for help.

But...
No One is going to rescue you. The sharp knife leaves nothing to chance.

It tears you...it claws you...it rips you open...And it still does not stop...And before you know...it goes straight to your head- it churns and then it crushes..till you can scream no more....

You were there all the time...shouting out loud...for somebody to hear you...shouting out for somebody to help you...you screamed your lungs out....
But there was not a single soul to hear you scream...Your Silent Screams...

Mother let me live...
Dont let me down today...
Mother let me live...
I want to live today...
Mother you will see...
When you look at me...
that when you hold me in your arms...
You'll fall in love with me...

Act Fast...For The Time Is Running Out...For Our LOST GENERATION!!!

This is something that Sir Cliff Richard said

When Sir Cliff Richard went to Bangladesh he was visiting one of the most run down village hospital ever…

He was standing and watching a nurse attend to a man who was dying…

She asked him…
“Sir…Do you know how to administer an injection…?”
Sir Cliff Answered on the negative for which the nurse replied…” then why are you standing here and wasting your time…Go back to your country and do what you are good at doing…and don’t forget to spread the word around…about the dead and the dying”

A very plain and an outright answer…but it shook Sir Cliff…In all his life,he has never heard anyone speak to him like that before…



He later went on a trip to Calcutta to meet Mother Teresa…She was in her usual best…attending to the worm infested wound of a leper…not once flinching to see who was standing beside her…for her…no celebrity is great…for her…no human is great…

She then took her own time to have a friendly chat with Sir Cliff…And she spoke at length on what each of us could do…

And when Cliff Richard was on his way back home to England…he told this to a reporter who was travelling with him on the plane…

“I hate to think.. and shudder at the thought that every time I refuse to take food on the plane…for the sole reason that it did not suit my standard…there is a child dying of starvation…in a country over which I am flying right now…” A meal that would have meant a whole world of a difference to an entire family…

I hate to say this but I share the same sentiments of Sir Cliff Richard.

Last year…at the Live 8 concert…as I was watching it all unfold in front of my eyes…Sir Bob Geldoff…brought the whole world to a silent moment of reflection…He asked each of us to raise our right hands….A million hands went up…all over the world… and we were asked to snap our fingers…for every 3 seconds a child was dying of starvation in Africa….

And what are we going to do about it…what are we doing to save the next generation…

What are you doing to help the cause…

We have it all and yet we complain…but some where out there…there is a little one…a child…a poor hungry soul…looking out for someone to give it JUST ONE MORSEL OF BREAD…just one morsel…and just one drop of water…just one second of mirth…

All they want is just one moment of our time…
Just one moment...of our precious time…
Just one moment of our infinite lives…

Do We Have The Time…

To Make A Change?
To Make A Difference…?
To Make Someone Live?

Do We Have Just Moment…to say we care Before It Is Too Late?


Think About It!!!

Life...




It is always so difficult to describe what life is...I would say...it is a struggle every day...A fight to live...A fight to survive...

Some may accept this as a fact...and many deny...But then...at the end of the day...it is clear...and it is there for all to see...

I know a man who talks to me when quite often.I meet him over a cup of coffee...he is a treasure trove of knowledge.

This is what he told me...Life is a struggle...it is a constant fight...of the good and the bad...and even the ugly...

Sometimes the good win...and many times the bad prevail. But we must never let it rule our senses.

How true.

Now here is something I would say about myself.
I am soft and mushy on the outside...and all scarred on the inside...many times...i found that I was beaten with a stick when I should have been led by a carrot.

Everyday was a struggle. A struggle against the odds. A struggle against something unknown. A struggle to know what the tomorrow would be like.

But I would not and never will let it defeat me. I would not let it rule me. I would not let it take control of my senses and my emotions. I take a step further...every time i fall. I would then smile...I would then laugh. I would not let life demoralise me. Most of all...I keep the faith.

How many times have you let your ownself down...How many times have you let others tread upon you...How many times have you let others jeer you and comment about you. How many times have you let yourself take the beating...when you could have stood up to defend your ownself...

How many times did you believe in your own strengths when you could have let the Supreme Power take control of the situation.

Dont give up people...dont give up my friend.
If you want to live...then learn to fight...
If you want to live...beat the odds.
If you want to survive...then stand up tall and give a broad smile...
If you want to survive...laugh through your tears....
If you want to live...then learn to love

And most of all...Kneel down and let Him take control...

Oh Baby...How Do I Tell You...
How Much I Love You!!!

As I sit and think of you…the wind whispers your name as the world stands still…
There has been no one who has touched my heart so much
No diamonds…
No treasure….
No pearls…
Can hold my fancy.

No name…no fortune…
No amount of wealth can bring a smile on my face.

But One moment of my life with her…
It can never equal the joy she brings me…

As I sit on the shores to see the breaking waves…
I look out across the sea…across the waves…
And I feel your love as it is carried across the waves
And as my love for you over flows…
My heart is filled with Joy.

The tears of longing ease their way down my face…falling to the ground
My love for her….takes the wings of silver…
As I send it over the oceans and the valleys and the mountains..

And as I lay low…and Kiss her…
I can her, in all her beauty and splendour…
As I kissed her On that beautiful December Evening On the shores beyond the Casuarinas….



I have never seen someone so beautiful..
More beautiful than the Tulips…
Yet more simple than the color that fills the evening sky…

So serene…like the wind that caresses the face on a cold spring morning
And yet so loving like a Robin...holding its children across its breast…

So kind and so soft as the petals of roses…
She rules my senses…
She rules my thoughts..

Sometimes I feel…
If I have enough love to shower upon her...
Sometimes I wonder
If I can fill her heart with mirth…
Sometimes I wish…
I knew how to love her more and more…

I love her now and forever…
I love her eternally…
I love her with all my heart…
I love her and I always will from the day I say I Do to the day I Die

Sometimes I wish
I had known her from the day I was born…

But she is my angel…and this is I Know…
When she asks me what I am thinking right now…
There is only one answer I would tell her so…
Oh my butter cup…I Can Never Stop Loving You…

This Is What I Call A Comeback!!!




Well...I would not be doing any justice to my dear Schumi if I do not let you guys know how happy I am now...

Well...the weekend could not get any better...

Hmmmm...I really did not want to comment on weekend race...because how ever hard I tried to think that Schumi would win...he would fail...miserably...

But then...Imola...what can i say about the race track...it is the only track that is made for Ferrari conditions...but then...Alonso the reigning champion was so keen to retain his title that he never let Schumi and Ferrai take the Podium this season...And Renault at the top of the Constructor's Table...Ferrari had to do something miraculous...and I almost gave up all hopes of supporting ferrari...and Schumi...

Besides...with the rumour bubbles breaking the surface about Schumi quitting at the end of the season I was in no mood to watch the Race...

But the Qualifier was a real cracker with Schumi making the fastest lap ever...I was thrilled...but then my old fears haunted me...It happened at the start of the season but Schumi never hit position 1 and so I was waiting with anticipation on Race day...

Race day proved to be a real hit even though the Sting of Imola race track was removed with a tight curve made blunt by a chicane,there were some real close calls and some action....

Ide flipping Webber's car...it's been ages since I saw a F1 car turned upside down...and the safety cars had to be called in...and Montoyo's Crew(read lolli-pop man) messing with his refuelling...which cost him his podium...but he did some good to get some championship points finishing the race in a miraculous 4th place...

But then to top it all...no matter how ever hard the Renault Race Director tried to get Ferrari by the 2 stop strategy,failed miserably this time with my man Schumi taking the chequered flag....much to the thrill of me and million other Ferrari Fanatics...

Congratulations Schumi...You Still Are the Champion!!!

My Steamin' Cooker!!!

Hey there people...how are you doing every one...

I dont know why I did not think of this earlier but then here are some cooking tips for everyone...to all those not so gifted women...(am I being sexist here...but then,I also know that not all women know how to cook...lol) and to all those poor guys like me...who are stuck in some stupid country other than India...well I will be posting some tips for cooking and kitchen tips..that you can use...

Well...now that we know what's coming...let me start with some authentic Chennai Sambhar...(dhal curry if you are from North India).

I already posted a recipie for Mullagutawny soup earlier...but now...am gonna give some tips on a regular basis...

Ingredients:

Thoor Dhal or Thuvaram Parupu : 1/4 Cup
Onions : 1/2
Tomatoes : 2 Numbers
Chilli powder
Turmeric Powder
Cheeragam or Jeera
Curry Leaves
Corriander Powder
Tamarind : 100 Gms or 1 Tablespoon of Tamarind Paste
Drumstick or Murungakkai
Garlic : 2 or 3 Pods
Mustard
Green Chilli : 2 Numbers
Sunflower Oil : 2 Tablespoons
Salt
Asafotida

And most important of all...you need a cooker and a heat source...

Now...it is so simple to do it so try it out right away...

Wash the Thuvaram Parupu or Thoor Dhal and put it in the cooker...Pour at least One and Half Cups of Water.

Now...add some small onions...or diced big Onion and cut Tomatoes to the Thoor Dhal. Then add some Murungakkai and a Pinch of Turmeric Powder and Cheeragam and pods of Garlic and 2 Green Chillies slit in Half.

Now...let the whole mixture cook in the cooker of course for 10 Minutes...

Now...with the whole thing ready...take a Kadai and add 2 Tablespoons of Sunflower oil...let it heat up...Now add a teaspoon of Mustard and let it all explode...Now add some diced onions and Curry leaves....

When the onion is golden brown...add the mixture from the cooker...
And add the other condiments...Some Chilli Powder and Corriander Powder.

Also pour some water if you want it to be of a thinner consistency.

Now..when the sambhar starts to boil...add the Tamarind Paste and let it boil...Add Salt and also a pinch of Asafotida to taste.

Your very own Sambhar is ready... Bon Apetite...

Important Tips...

1. To enhance the taste you can use Coconut Oil instead of Sunflower Oil
2. Depending on your taste...you may add other finely cut vegetables like carrot and beans or cauliflower.
3. Always wear a vest or an apron while adding mustard to the hot oil...You dont want hot oil spills on your tummy...do you?
4. And if you have a heat or a fire sensor in your kitchen..make sure all the windows are open because it can get hot or fumy.

* That is the picture of my good old prestiege pressure cooker steaming away...with all the good ol' ingredients inside...

My Butter Cup...

Right Now..

I wish i could go back to the time I was with her...on the beach...
She was so beautiful...so pretty...she was feeling so free...
She seemed one with nature...
She seemed one with the wind...
She seemed one with the waves...

I still remember the moment she drew a very big heart...
On the sands on the shore...
On the sands of time...
On the walls of my heart...

I saw her clothes flutter in the wind...
I saw her laugh...
I saw the smile on her face...
It looked so bright...
And so radiant than the sun...

I Hugged her...I hugged her so tight...
A hug which was meant to say I LOVE YOU...
A hug which was meant to say I would be there for her...

It was an eternal hug...
And eternal embrace...
She was so warm...she held on to me so tight...
As I kissed her...
And as my lips touched hers...I could feel her heart beat in mine...
I knew then...that she is The One...
I knew then...that very moment that she is the one I would live my life with

She's the one I would share my life with...
She's the one I would live and die for...
She left her scent on my body...
So that when I am tired and weary...her fragrance would refresh me...
She spoke with her eyes...
She spoke with her heart...
She spoke to my soul...
She was the Queen of the Moment...
And now..she is the Queen of my heart...

I Miss her Now...but I Know that when I come back running into her arms...
She is gonna embrace me and never let me go...
And I would embrace her...and never let her go...
And I would breathe for her...
My heart would beat for her...
My blood would flow for her..

And I would hold her head on my shoulder...forever...
Till the evening is Nigh...And I would still keep loving her...
Till I see her on the other side of the Bridge...
Till the time we would enter the pearly gates together...Hand in hand
The day when I would not know where my fingers end and hers begin...
Oh my darling baby...My butter cup...

I Love You.

Hmmm...A Much Needed Break!!!

Hello All Ye Old Faithfuls of Blog-o-sphere...
How are you al doing?It was a long break I had for Easter and I was out to Manchester...
Had lots curry and Biriyani....and lotsa fun shopping and ended up watching Ice Age 2...A feel good movie and a real nice one...only wished Sharmi was beside me when I watched it.

Some Good news though...
1.The patient who went in for Biopsy testes negative and I am so happy for her.
Thanks Sujay for your words of support

2.Tom Cruise was blessed with a Baby Girl and he has named her Suri..which i guess is Hebrew for Blessing.

The disgusting part though was he was planning to eat his wife's placenta...ewwww...He is taking love to new heights...

3.The Queen is Celebrating her 80th Birthday tomorrow? Well it is a query because i really do not know her age..and it is not a holiday for us...too bad...

And Some Bad News...
1.Rapper Proof,one of the singers of D12 was shot dead by an unknown guy in a pub following a wordly duel. He was 32.

He was also Eminem's Best man for his wedding.

Hmmmm...I am in no mood to add more bad news...So will log out now...more to come so keep watching this space...

Cheerio...

Am I Telling A Lie?

There is this sweet patient of mine...A very sweet lady...with a smile in her face and a kind word in her mouth and a very welcoming heart.

One day she called up to cancel her appointment and as she was talking she broke down...I aksed her what was wrong...

She said she had a lump in her breast and she was called in for a biopsy...I was taken aback...I said to myself...Oh No...Not for her...Please God No...

She is a very nice lady...but she has no kids...She has a very beautiful house...the pictures of which she brought in one day to show me...Though we are supposed to maintain our professional ethics when we interact with patients...I am not one of those tight lipped guys...I would sit with the patients and talk with them...about anything under the sun..after all...we are here to help...and we are not doing any business with anyone...

And though I am here to treat her...She considers me as her son...because she is more than twice my age and she would always call me with such sweet names...

But now the news is making me break into cold sweats...

And then I saw her the next day...she walked in to say hi after her biopsy...
I put my arms around her shoulder and I said everything will be fine...But deep down inside I knew I was lying...what if her biopsy results showed that everything was not alright...

Did I lie to her...?I am so stuck with this thought...
Do I have to say this? Did my words ever make a meaning in her life...at her state..?
How would I feel if I had to go for a biopsy and someone said it will be alright...?

Did I Lie To Her?

My Consolation...

Well Well Well...
Last Night I spoke to my angel...
And I did chat with her...
It felt so heavenly...

I dont have any words to describe how i felt when I was chatting with her...
And...One thing I have learnt though..that no matter how long it takes...this love only grows stronger by the second...It is so strong now...that even if this whole world is destroyed...my love for her will hold the world together in its power of gravity....a force of gravity call the Gravity Of Love.

And my love for her will live...Forever...

And I Go to bed tonight with a very sweet consolation that the moon that shines above my head tonight...is the same moon that would kiss her...tenderly on her forehead...

The moon that shines its light inside my room...is the same moon that would make her hair shine like silky strands of cotton...

The same sky that is over my head forms a canopy of protection over her tender body...

The same stars that shine on me..are the ones which twinkle over her night after night...

The air I breathe is the same air she breathes...

The same force that holds the world together...Holds me and her together...
This is the Gravity Of Love...
The Love I have not known till now...
The Love that I am not gonna let go of...The love that can never be replaced...
The Lady is Mine...
The Lady is Sharmi...

Good Night My Angel...Sleep Tight for the morning is Nigh...

Today...

Today was a bitter sweet day for me...
I had a nice start to a monday but then one of my patients almost ruined it...He was late for the appointment and he started to blame the admin staff for being unkind and not so considerate.

Well...it totally put me off...I was visibly upset because he was fixing the blame on my collegues for no fault of theirs...

It is so weird how simple things in life could be solved without losing temper but people still lose it...I was feeling so upset...I wanted to discharge this patient right away...I did not want him under my care...but then...I held on to my cool...

I sometimes keep thinking why I am here...I sometimes wish I could run to my Sharmi...but I cant do it,can I? Am more than 5000 Miles from her...It is only her thought that keeps me going on...

I have become so weak without her...I was so strong when I was in Chennai...I always had this thought at the back of my head that I could see her when ever I wanted to see her...and it was a comfort I took for granted...I never realised how tough life would be without seeing her...

She is so sweet...and so practical...
She teaches me a valuable lesson each day...She teaches me something new each day...

Yesterday she taught me something so simple...and yet an impeccable truth of life...

She said..."It is always nice and better to leave the kitchen a little hungry".

How true...She gives me the courage and strength to go on...
She taught me and still teaches me patience....
She listens to me when I need somebody to listen to me...
She gives me hope...
She gives me joy...
And at times she surprises me with something so sweet...a kind word...a sweet word...a touching word...a loving word...
She is the reason why I am marching forward to fulfill my dreams..
She is the reason why I am holding on to my dreams...
I wish I could tell her this...
I wish I could tell her how much I love her..
I wish I could show her how much I love her...
I wish I could show her what she means to me...
But I WILL let her know when I see her again...
I know I WILL...

I Know she will be sleeping now...like an angel...
I want her to know that she is the angel on my shoulder.

Good night my darling baby...
Just wanted to tell you I love you...and I always will...This I Promise You...

Just For Laughs...

If Tamil Nadu had only Tamil Medium Schools the fate of the Baa Baa Black Sheep rhyme...

Baba karuppu aadu panju kkeedha.
Kkeedhu machi kkeedhu moonu moota.
Oru moota annachikku,
Oru moota thangachikku,
Oru moota machanukku dho kkeeran paaru!!!!

The New World Order?

Well...I dont know what to say about this though there are so many things I could say...

We have no love for a person who is sitting next to us...or we have no love for our neighbour...

We live in a free country but the Big Brother is always watching us and all that we do.

We dont stop to stand and admire the beauty around us.

We dont have time for our loved ones.

We dont think twice about eating food that is fast but not healthy.

We dont think twice about polluting our environment.

We dont think twice before we say an unkind word.

We dont think twice before we say something bad about someone we know.

What has become of us humans...

Why do we rush after money

Why do we say Time is Money...

With all things happening around us..we have alienated ourselves from the rest of us...

We Talk but we dont Communicate....
We Hear but we dont Listen...
We Laugh but we are not Happy...
We Love..but we dont Love our Neighbour.
We Live a Vain life...Where are we going...

Why cant we give Peace and Love a chance...

Well...here are somethings you should know...and should follow...

Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.
Marry someone who loves to talk to you. As you get older you will know what I mean.
When you say, "I love you", mean it.
When you say, "I'm sorry", look the person in the eye.
Never laugh at anyone's dreams. People who don't have dreams don't have much.
Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it's the only way to live life completely.
Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.
When you lose, don't lose the lesson.
Smile when picking up the phone.The caller will hear it in your voice.
And never forget to pass on a good deed...You never know when it will come back to you...

Yesterday...

Yesterday...I was with one of my patients and this is one patient I really did not like...she was grumpy and she always had something to complain about...

I always would leave her sitting in my cubicle and would let someone take over...Because she is the one who would always want a follow up treatment and when I fix an appointment for her...she would come back saying she never felt any better...

But yesterday...I dont know how but I was casually asking her a question...hoping she would give me an answer me and that I could discharge her...but then..she said...she was feeling unwell...ever since her husband died...And as she said that...she had tears streaming down the sides of her face...

I paused...I did not know what to say...for the first time...I sat beside her...I was silent...My feelings of hate turned to sadness and pity for her...I wanted to put my arm around her shoulder...

But I did not want to interrupt her in anyway...I knew then..that she was holding her emotions to herself for so long...

She said...I was a happy lady since the day I said "I do".

She said...her husband treated her like an angel...She said..he never let her feel the pain...He never let her work...cos he thought she should not be put through the rigors of life...

She said...He was so special to her..because he loved her with all his heart...

And she then said...she was the happiest woman...for the 52 years of married life...till he breathed his last...

I know no amount of consoling would ever bring back her period of bliss...she experienced when her husband was still on this earth...I left the cubicle with a feeling of regret for having ignored her all this while...

I came back...after collecting myself...I was thinking so much of Sharmi then...I wanted to tell Sharmi that I would take care of her...as long as I would be alive...But when I see her again...I would tell her that...And I would hold her hand...never to let her go...

I came back into my cubicle..and I smiled at her...I put my hand around her shoulder and I said I would be glad to see her again...she smiled...for the first time...

For the first time...I was happy I stood beside her...I am now looking forward to seeing her...Just to say...she is never alone....

I see so many people like this...The way the husbands love their wives...even when the wives go through the times of crisis...I wish I could see Sharmi now and tell her she would not go through any crisis all on her own...She would be held on strongly by me...No matter what happens...She is the one I Love...She will never be alone...

This Is Specially For You Sharmi...I Mean It...

This is a dedication to someone so special in my life…someone so dear to me…someone so close to me…someone that I love from the bottom of my heart…

I searched for Sharmi all my life…all over this world…and she was so hard to find, harder to leave, and impossible to forget.

Sharmi is like a four leaf clover, HARD TO FIND and LUCKY TO HAVE.

Sharmi makes the world SPECIAL just by being in it.

When it hurts to look back, and when I am so scared to look ahead, I look beside myself and I always find Sharmi there by my side.

Sharmi is like a shooting star....I don't always see her, but I know she is always there.

I was not perfect until I fell in love with Sharmi.

Many people walked in and out of my life, but only Sharmi left her footprints in my heart.

Thanks so much Sharmi…I Love You….

The Wardrobe Malfunction...Its a Boob’s Day Conspiracy Let’s Get to the "Bottom" of This...

Mumbai Fashion Week has always been a controversial one...And when Lakme entered the Mumbai Fashion Week...there has been a controversy one too many...

And this morning...when I saw the Uncensored Picture of Carol Gracias without her Halter Top..it evoked in me an urge to investigate further...But then..I think it would be so impolite of me...if I publish the uncensored picture and so here is the Censored Version of it all...




But then this is not the first time this is happening...is it...
In another, a model's skirt zip split, leaving her bare bottom visible. The event organisers were accused of planning two incidents, when models apparently had problems with their clothes, to generate publicity.


Fashion designer Anita Dongre expressed surprise at the inquiry. "It is clearly a case of a fastener coming off on the ramp, it cannot be intentional. It's too embarrassing and awkward for a designer to have these kind of accidents during his or her show."

But then...with the HQ of moral policing in Mumbai...how could this ever happen...in the so called sacred soil...lol

Well...it also happened to American singer Janet Jackson and this came in for widespread criticism when one of her relics was exposed during the 2004 Super Bowl. She said it was an accident. Her designer famously commented that it was caused by a "a malfunction of the wardrobe.

But back home...Maharashtra's Deputy Chief Minister RR Patil requested an investigation after some legislators raised the issue in the state assembly.
Now I know what these old sticks in the mud discuss in the parliment. I guess these guys are too old to discuss such things..dont you think...


Mr Patil now says the police inquiry has shown that the two incidents were not planned. And he has commended the models for covering themselves up quickly. This is sooooo funny....

"In these fashion shows the majority of the body was exposed and very little was covered," Mr Navalkar told the BBC.



"Such exploitation of a woman's body for commercial purposes is not acceptable to us." "I am keen on women's organisations getting together and protesting... the sanctity of Indian culture should be maintained," he said.

Now...I am rolling on the ground laughing at these comments...cos...if he says so much about the sanctity of women...why does he not stop all those movies having those poor hapless women gyrating to songs so tittilating...in some clothes that make you think if the femme involved is ever clothed at all...its a grey point....

Charlie's Angels or English Padayappa?

Well..the other day I was so bored that I did something really stupid...I watched the grand daddy of all girlie movies...Charlie's Angels-Full Throttle....And I was laughing my head out...

It turned out to be the worst thriller ever produced...In fact..it stood a contender for movies in the likes of Carry On England and Three Stooges...I could not help laughing at the anorexic Cameroon Diaz or Lucy Liu or a comparatively healthy Drew Barrymore...

I have never watched any of Rajni Kaanth's movies...though I should admit.i have seen some fight sequences of the super star when I was flipping channels...and Charlie's Angel's reminded me of SuperStar himself..only this time...it was not one but three damsels...all flaunting their assets and making any high school boy drool...

For one...it was like the most extraordinary thing to do...like bashing up the baddies...
Besides...their most basic attire is as solid as gold...what with their beautiful brassiers made of bullet proof material...why would anyone want a bullet proof bra anyway...and the best part is...the baddie always aims at the boobs...very convenient...well an inch higher and it would have got the angels off guard....they would have bled to death..but then again...Charlie cannot be made sad you see...

Well...i thought it was only our super star who can jump from one building to the other...ride a dirt bike as well as a pro... ride the high waves on a power boat...drive the fastest car on the earth...do some bob sledding on the asphalt...fly a copter...and run up the wall...and do some tight rope walking to evade the gun toting bad guys...in fact...it was so very childish of Drew to tell her ex lover baddie to drop the cigarette lighter...And she did a routine the true Arnie style...The thingie he did in True Lies after ...I think it is one true arnie moment...and when all this was done...she makes a grand exit doing Michael Jackson's moon walk...in fact if Mike had seen it...he would have fallen off his rocker and died...

And...these gals had the fighting skills of Yokozona,Bruce Lee,Jackie Chan and a little bit of Bud Spencer...hmmm they were pretty impressive...I wish we had these Angels protecting our neighbourhood...A little bit of karate...a little bit of Taekwandoo...a little bit of Kung Fu...and some monkey tricks...hmmm and they dance seductively too...

Now...what was Matt Le Blanc(Joey) doing there...Maybe he was auditioning for a big role...lol...and the biggest mystery still remains...who is the guy who gives them orders via a rusty old speaker box...If I were a super hero...I definetly would not take order's from a speaker box...sitting comfortably on a couch...hmmm but then...who can blame them...

As for our super star...he still rules...well I only wish he could team up with these Angels...at least he would learn to dance well...not shake his hips like he has a nasty sprain...lol...somebody teach him to groove...

This Is Bush's Inbox...

I got this from someone I know...and I thought everyone should see this....make sure you save it to your desktop and enlarge it and read it...it is some rib tickler...

"Catch Me If You Can..."

Well...it is not a sport where your lungs scream....it is a game where the rush of adrenaline matches the speed of the machine...

It is yet another disappointment for me and for all the Ferrari fans...Another defeat for the Ferrari and Another Podium for Renault...

This being the case...I would soon forfeit my place as the number 1 Ferrari fan...

I was devastated to watch the greats bow out of the Australian GP. It was a shame to see Schumi hit the cicane...it was like watching a death match...
Only this time it was a battle field strewn with the carcassess of steel horses...debris every where...and safety cars had to be brought in on countless occasions...

And this has been the first time that Alonso won an Australian GP...and the 10th in his career...And it is as if he is saying...Catch me if you can!!!

And there is gonna be a 3 week hiatus for Easter but then if the poor form continues for Team Ferrari...I would be forced to support Alonso and Team Renault...but the craziest thing I would do...is sell my ticket to the Silverstone GP for one-third the original price...Any Takers?

My Long Hair...

I dont know what I should be doing with my long hair...

It is growing wildly...like the wild growth of hair for the Thomson twins...in the Land of Black Gold and The Adventures of the Moon...If Tintin were to see me...he might mistake me for one of the Thomson Twins...

But then I have also become adept in the art of masking my long hair...I work my hair into curls and it would make my hair look short...

But then I have also found some uses for my long hair...when it was bitterly cold here a few weeks ago...I used my hair to cover my ears from the icy cold wind....and even when it snowed I did not wear my wooly cap.I had a mane like that of a horse's mane to protect me from the snow.

And now that is it spring the temperatures are on the rise...Was wondering how I could put my hair to use...and that's when I decided to use it like a kaala chashma... I mean like a pair of black goggles. It is really working...I dont see the sun directly these days... But..I also have some disadvantages....The length of the hair is a little lower than my nasal openings and so when I breathe in...the hair promptly makes its way up my nose...and achooooooo.... yeah right..I sneeze a lot...lol

I wish it would grow a little longer so that I could comfortably work up a pony tail...hmmm...who knows..I might even end up with a dread lock...

I Spoke To A Dew Drop

Yesterday,I spoke to a dew drop...She was a drop formed in Jupiter and came down...all the way to the earth...And she came down...just to touch my heart.

On her way to the earth..she spent a brief moment up on the rainbow..as the crystalline drop that refracted the light back into the heaven...shining light all around her. Her colors spread in the vast expanse of the skies...she was showing us how to appreciate nature...she was showing us how we should be grateful for what we have and grateful for what we are....

She then proceeded on her mission to reach out to someone in distress...She came down to reach out to me...

I did not see her initially...I was too egoistic...that I had my neck craned up and my head was stuck to the clouds perpetually...But she helped me rid the stiffness in my neck...she helped me see things beyond my field of vision..she helped me see things in a simple way...She taught me humbleness and simplicity...

And when I let go off my ego...I saw what a wonderful world this one is...I saw how beautiful she was...I saw how a small dew drop can change my life...I saw her in all her splendour...I spoke to her last night...

Yes,I spoke to a dew drop.