Saturday 30 November 2013

Beautiful


She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. 

She was beautiful for the way she thought. 

She was beautiful for that sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved.

She was beautiful for her ability to make people smile even when she was sad. 

No,she wasn't beautiful for something as temporary as her looks.

She was beautiful, deep down to her soul...

She was beautiful..

She was beautiful..


#copied

Source -- Unknown

Thursday 28 November 2013

Excel Magic

To  see his work of art, please do the following: 
  
1.  Click on the link to get Village.xls and download the file
 ---  https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B8Bv9ZxCVaDMdHQyc0lTM1oxUzA/edit?usp=sharing
  
2. Open the file and  Select all cells (or press  CTRL+A) 
  
3.  Go to format, and set the row height as  15.33 
  
4.  Go to format, and set the column width as  2.4

You can see an amazing art in excel.. 


                                          Source -- anonymous


Friday 8 November 2013

A Mortal's Plight

Some times i feel invincible ,
Some times i feel indestructible,
Feels like i can do anything....
Some times we make decisions without our consciousness..
always leading to believing godlessness..
Its summer time , why the hell am i still coding..
while others are enjoying..
we have these studies and its stress..
as if these are not enough ..
girl friend and her wishes to address..
i am always on a war with the pressure ,
just trying not to let in as i am a fresher...
these are enough to screw your world..
Now i never cry or complain..
started to accept life as it is the hurricane..
i don't need a doctor i don't need a check up..
just need to spend time with myself for a setup ..
I couldn't sleep, so i kept thinking,
i couldn't face the reality, so i kept dreaming.
I always thought i am  the architect of my life..
but now i began to understand i am just a small puppet playing on your  fife..
you left me as a mortal in the portal of immortals
i am not afraid of dying,
but afraid of not alive enough of living..
At the top now and i never come down.. always stays focused and hell bound..
never forget where i came from .. that's where i was born from ..
i am not a writer or narrator.. just an guy keeping his feeling on a piece of paper..for which i am the proprietor..
Some times i feel invincible ,
Some times i feel un-destructible,
Feels like i can do anything....
but then it just occurs to me yet again  that i am just a mortal in this portal of immortals...