A Brand new life of lost loves

I started my blog to know what was it.
I went on with it to improve my writing skills.
I had a dream of doing some online business with a big website which could help people to make their life easy wit h computers. I never knew the things in life change so fast.

I did make a website. then i lost my way.
And it was then one fine girl came into my blog and inspired me to write.
She had a beautiful blog which she closed now and she moved to some other site.

But i dont want to quit blogger.
She left. My blog dried up.
MadV, do help me again, dear.


Now I am living a new life.
A new city.. a new job.. completely new people.
Everything here is new.
The food, the atmosphere, the people. and even the skies.

Striving hard to cope up with the fast life, i had to sacrifice my love.
My love for flickr, my love for soccer, My love for games and my love to sleep.


I am in Singapore, where the sky always has something new in it.
People always are plugged in the ipods.
Nature is man-made.
I miss my dragonflies.
I miss my Paddy fields.
My photostream is now dark with the low light party pics.

Gone are the days when all my pictures were taged and filed under the set Green.
I no more can submit my pics to the Kerala pool of which I am the admin.

With the new life what I lose in life is a lot more than what i gain.
and to add to this, i lost my love. and i lost my mind.

My next post.

After a long while i thought i should post something.
It has been long since this one has been updated.
I'm glad there is no one to complaint.
MadV might be the only one who had been kicking me.
After her mysterious disappearence it has been easy for me.


There were a lot of moments when i thought "i have to scribble on this".
Steve Irwine's demise was one of such unfortunate moments.
The very incident that reminds me of him was the guy clad in khakis jumping as tarzan with help of the creeper ropes, into the nearby dirty pond chasing a reptile, some kind of viper he says was "rare". He chased it, swam with it and from the pond he grabbed it by tail and brought to the camera.

When most of use keeps away from such creepers , chasing and capturing such things required rare skills. and he was such a talent. R.I.P.

Then the very next happened. It was at Monza, hometown of Ferrrari that My hero, Michael Schumacher announced his retirement. It might sound sweet to some jelous Spaniards. But we will miss him. He was the perfect driving machine in the F1 circuit that could excecute the Ferarri's strategy with pin point accuracy and the German spirit.

It was the same day when Martina retired from Tennis. It was a treat to watch her in her days. and wasn't bad till she announced it.

And annoucing the retirement with a Trophy to the cupboard made it more sweet.
That the was the only thing which Agassi missed. He couldnt finish it off with the class which he had.

Agassi always had to fight hard for his titles. At his best times, Pete Sampras was the devil. Then came Roger tHe tennis machine.

It was the Agassi - Sampras matches that made be glued to Tennis. After Sampras, i rarely watch it. Except when i see our own hero Leander Paes is on screen.