This one was our first original songs back in 97′. It was called “We are the rockers”:
You want some fu**ing rock
We wanna give you a lot
You want to get some in
We wanna get some out
But you seem to stand nowhere
And you gotta go there
Cause there is no-one here
That can make you go nuts
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
(Chorus)
We are rockers
With a bloody grawler
With a bloodless axemen
With a vandal basher
And the rest is badder
Well, that is all I remember. There was another verse - but its faded in my memories, just like my first …

In a passing moment she said “The world goes around sharing the sunshine”. It struck me hard, like the noise of the metra train rolling on the tracks on the Wrigley and Chestnut intersection. Her voice had depth of space, still expanding, and her eyes glitter like a million shining stars, getting farther and farther away and shrugging red light. By the time I convinced my self that she was special, that she can bend time and space, that she can read mind, and that she can heal - she …

The other day at work while eating lunch by myself and glancing outside the window into a man made lake with God made ducks, I was trying to figure out how am I going to get all this work planned and delivered on time. The delicious bites of monte cristo was making it very demanding to concentrate, and I decided to take a freaking break from all of it and just gaze outside and enjoy my lunch.
Within minutes, my wandering thoughts about ducks in the lake turned into excruciating realities …

It is true that when a sentence is paraphrased, it changes it’s meaning. It is like life, when you change the way you look at it, it changes the way it looks back at you.
I have met many people, seen a bunch of different places, lived with immoderation, and in each of those times, life has meant different things to me. At times square in new york - it meant being someone famous one day, in new delhi - it meant being home and comfortable, at camping and rafting - …

Life has a funny way to get back at you, and keep things on an even keel. Some people call it Karma, while others still spiritually challenged like me call it coincidence. I was having a perfect Saturday in Chicago with my friends. An architectural cruise of the city, followed by shopping at Michigan avenue, further followed by the legally blond musical Broadway in downtown where they serve decent champagne in a plastic glass. And that is not it, we further rounded it by late night dinner at Rush street where …