tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90664348086386922902011-05-08T08:29:34.083-07:00ASnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066434808638692290.post-71979457404818548982008-04-27T22:40:00.003-07:002008-04-30T03:17:01.221-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_znk5QwY6fsU/SBhHD1Ky2iI/AAAAAAAAACY/Dk0pbk3H2_o/s1600-h/little.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_znk5QwY6fsU/SBhHD1Ky2iI/AAAAAAAAACY/Dk0pbk3H2_o/s320/little.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194980301309401634" /></a><br />Call it my idiosyncracy..<br />Call it my fetish...<br /><br />I cannot wait for something gargantuan to happen in my life before I feel like smiling.<br /><br />I cannot wait to be the cynosure of all eyes before I start feeling great about myself..<br /><br />I cannot wait to clear a rigorous academic exam before I actually believe in my intellectual capabilities...<br /><br />For me life itself is a reason to celebrate..<br />For me life itself a reason to raise the bar each day...<br /><br />Very rarely would you come across a homo sapien whose intra day high in emotions can be the joy of learning a simple keyboard shortcut in MS Excel.. or the awareness that someone sweet has smiled just because of his creative mail or sms or even a missed call<br /><br />The joy of waking until midnight to sing the Happy Birthday song for your close friend and then candidly asking him " I am the first one to wish you naa ?"<br /><br />The joy of duping your audit manager and rushing off from office just because you wanna meet someone special today<br /><br />The joy of haggling with the vegetable vendor just because the price negogiated finally would yield accolades from your mother<br /><br />The joy of indulging in <em>para adda</em> for endless hours with friends and winding up with the jhaal muris and the puchka parties <br /><br />True that these do not constitute the bullets in your Curriculum Vitae<br /><br />Agreed that these are not material from a materialistic point of view <br /><br />Life demands something more isn't it ?<br />Should one wait for something more concrete ( maybe a plum job....) before it's appropriate to celebrate ??<br /><br />But that requires patience ....tons of it ..which I daresay I do not possess in the least measure ...and it's too late for me to mend my deformed ways...<br /><br />Why wait till tomorrow when there are opportunities plethora rite now<br /><br />To look back with nostalgia<br /><br />To look ahead with hope<br /><br />To meet today's challenges with a smile <br /><br /><br />You see tomorrow smilinganurag@gmail.com as an e-mail id may no longer be available<br /><br />You see the birds may not chirp tomorrow... the flowers may not bloom tomorrow<br /><br />You see life may not wait for you till tomorrow<br /><br /><br /><br />P.S<br /><br />Often people let their imagination run wild and concoct myriad explanations for such posts..So to be on the safe side ..let me clarify that <br />I am not currently in the audit of Joy Engineering Ltd ( It's a client of E&Y and not Deloitte) nor have i just realised that I have AIDS / Cancer ( so I am not trying to emulate Rajesh Khanna in Anand )<br />It's just that it takes 63 muscles to frown ... only 7 to smile .....laziness at it's nadir!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (See even the figures are not well researched)<br /><br />On more confidential note .........promise that this secret will be only between you and me............. I am waiting for someone to get infatuated by my smile !!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066434808638692290-7197945740481854898?l=catchanurag004.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ASnoreply@blogger.com0