Down the Road

This is my current favorite song...

Kenny Chesney rocks as usual...

Life Goes On

I got this as an email, one of the usual forwards, but real nice.

Here i am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life
How it changed from a maverick collage life to strict professional life…...

How tiny pocket money changed to huge monthly paychecks
but then why it gives lesss happiness….

How a few local denim jeans changed to new branded wardrobe
but then why there are less people to use them

How a single plate of samosa changed to a full Pizza or burger
But then why there is less hunger…..

Here i am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life
How it changed…..

How a bike always in reserve changed to bike always on
but then why there are less places to go on……

How a small coffee shop changed to cafe coffee day
but then why its feels like shop is far away…..

How a limited prepaid card changed to postpaid package
but then why there are less calls & more messages……

Here i am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life
How it changed…...

How a general class journey changed to Flight journey
But then why there are less vacations for enjoyment….

How a old assembled desktop changed to new branded laptop
but then why there is less time to put it on……….

How a small bunch of friends changed to office mate
But then why we always feel lonely n miss those college frnz.….

Here i am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life
How it changed….. How it changed……..

Rishi and Friends

Jango

I found this amazing online radio station. Song quality is good and collection is great. Jango is anInternet radio and social networking service, which means you can add friends and see what they listen and create your own music stations and share with friends. It is similar to last.fm

I know why the caged bird sings

I know why the caged bird sings, ah me,
When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore,
When he beats his bars and would be free;
It is not a carol of joy or glee,
But a prayer that he sends from his heart's deep core,
But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings –
I know why the caged bird sings


I am impressed by this poem. I saw this book in one of the Reba Mcentire's music video. Its on a song called "Is there life out there". This song was composed after her entire band crew died in a place accident. In this song, she prepares very hard (after being a mom for 2) for a college paper and types bunch of papers over 3 weeks and her kids pours coffee on those papers. That time she says "She does not need any more accidents in her life". Towards the end of video, her teacher appreciates the paper and gives her A and says jokingly says to avoid stain on her paper the next time. She says "I learnt a lot from the stain than from her paper". Its nice.

Life is simple as a baby

My son gets disturbed in night, probably once a week. He tosses and turns in the midnight, half way through his sleep. Some days he complains his leg is paining, or some days he says that he needs his doggy soft toy and on some days he says "I Need Space" (true American, i guess). All that i need to do is to fill up a bottle of milk and put it in his mouth. He drinks and sleeps and never complains again. Imagine, if all our worries in life could be solved with a bottle of milk.