and then , i had to come back....

To avoid those wires, i should have focused it to infinity, but then its all about wires and life , isnt it ? why keep them out of focus...

the water droplet theory ... :D

That only rain droplets are almost spherical and that artificially sprinkling water does not cause that effect and hence one has to wait for the rains for such photographs. That was my brother who took the pic. We both missied to see the droplet at the top, else we would have focused more on it, it would have made a great photo.

and the continuation...

inquisitive we were ( me and my bro) about what the bunch of some 20 30 butterflies were doing at the plant... we both had different opinions, he surmised it would be sh**t, i, said could be eggs :D ... i should have gone home the next weekend to assertain if it indeed was eggs that they were depositing. he he .... our own little animal kingdom at home..

latest addition : June 2011
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Small_White
species of the butterfly and they were infact eggs.

a few more...

Home

Back after a fresh dose of "home"otherapy ;) I like going home even though it aches when its time to return to the boring office life and disturbs the adjustment i have made with life here alone as one more single IT professional. It makes me yearn for that life full of essence, with ppl caring for you and proud of you, ofcourse, in vain. This certainly does not mean iam complaining about my being single, and definitely not about a missing life partner. It beats me to think that the only solution to this, so some think(like my mom and brother), is marriage! can you have no more of your family, of mom and dad, now?

I still want to be pampered by my mom and fight with my dad and feel iam a kid. Still want to spend lousy weekend afternoons setting the home right, dusting off the old book shelves, rummaging after old memories meanwhile. To run after the insects in the garden pretending as if they still fascinate me the way they did a decade back (may be they still do :) )trying to interest mom and dad into this, to play (yes play!) with myself and involve everyone at home in my merry playing. To expend the senseless time in a rather senseless way, hOme is one place where time does not scare me as often as it does anywhere else. This gets all the more merrier with none of my family members missing and beyond compare when it rains, especailly if its a home like mine surrounded by the dense green brazen moors of the city outskirts.. somehow reminds me of the homesickness JR tolkien had mentioned about the hobbits having it upon leaving their cozy hobbit holes.
Seems like iam still not out of that reverie, and still not struck by the blunt office life yet. Its time to wake up from my dream and work! for money? :O ? :)