How is it that days move slowly, but months simply fly past us.

Some days are such a drag that we look up the clock nearly every third minute. But before I even come to realise of it, my payslip pops in, reminding me that the month is over. Thats funny, right ? Our mind has kind of got tuned to this phenomenon, if I can call it that.

I guess, this happens when spending every moment is a big burden or strain on us. But when every moment appears full of pristine pleasure, we start looking forward to the next moment in all eagerness. And its no more killing time, but its enjoying time, celebrating time. In both cases, time is the winner. We just remain with different perceptions.

I suppose we should just let time celebrate us. Period.

Hope my post made some sense.

Would you guys believe me if I told you that I lost my precious Motorola T720 mobile phone on Saturday ? Uh, some co-incidence after the previous post. Anyways, I have no hopes of getting that back. And whoever stole it, hope he finds it useful. I know he will, he has flicked the charging unit as well! :-)

A simple conversation about losing cell phones that ended on a philosophical note.

My dad once lost his mobile instrument when his bike collided head long onto another. The mobile had obviously slipped out of his pocket and he noticeed its loss after he was back home, by when it was late evening. We set out in the dark with no hopes whatsoever of recovering the phone. The instrument would by then be run over by a car or truck or some passer-by must have pocketed it, we thought. But when we reached the spot, we spotted the mobile instantly, the spotting made easy by the the mobile skin which was a bright metallic silver.

On another occasion, my brother left his mobile in the office and returned home. He called one of his friends, Karthik (who was also his roomie) to fetch it from his desk. Karthik checked up the desk to find the phone missing on my brother's desk. My brother had lost it somewhere between office and home. He searched the roads between office and home. It was in vain. He contacted the Admin authorities to report the loss of his mobile. His mobile number was instantly disabled to prevent misuse in the event of the mobile landing in wrong hands. He lost all hope and went out shopping for a new mobile over the long weekend. He had decided on the model to buy and postponed the purchase to Monday evening. When he reached office on Monday morning, his boss questioned him - 'So, I was trying to reach you but you seemed to have switched off your mobile'. My brother replied - 'Oh Praveen, I had misplaced my mobile. Am yet to get a new one'. To my brother's astonishment, Praveen pulled out my brother's mobile instrument from his pocket. Well, between the time Karthik checked for the mobile on my brother's desk and the time my brother left office, Praveen had spotted the mobile lying attended and had taken it for safe keeping.

In both cases, we realised that the hopes of getting the phone back was lost completely. But we were pleasantly surprised. Like I read somewhere, disappointment comes only to those who make an appointment with the future. But why does life have this uncanny way of surprising us when we just dont expect it. Because we would then realise its significance better ?

Space wizards are running through a bad patch, uh.

With the Columbia accident, the MARS mission not quite on expected lines, Spirit Rover missing the best sites on Mars, and abandoning of the most productive Hubble Telescope for safety reasons, its been tough times all the way.

But Bush is upbeat with his new space plan for a return to the Moon and missions to Mars. He's sayin - "We do not know where this journey will end, yet we know this: Human beings are headed into the cosmos."

A beautiful bhogi morning. The bus cruised through, vying with the sun to penetrate through the blanket of smog that had enveloped the city today. It was so beautiful, so poetic, so amazing. Don't ask me what was so amazing about smog, but watching the receding smog, I couldnt help but wonder how such simple things make us so happy, liven our spirit, cheer our mood and make our day. A new dress, a lemon tea, fresh jasmine flowers, a peppy movie song in the morning, a Ravalgaon 'orange' toffee, this blinding fog...these are some of those simple things. Wish life was made only of just these simple things. And nothing else.