Had taken this pic quite some time back. But I find it to be a fitting post to end the year.

Wishing you all a very Happy and Wonderful year 2013.

BTW this is also my first entry for the meme Skywatch

PS: This image is taken with a Nokia N82 and the a lil bit of touch up with Photoshop.

Sitting in a cold dark room, all alone...

...wondering about the grim silence and despair

Or of hope of the shining light that waits for you outside!!!

Vivek was into his third cup of coffee. It was almost an hour Vivek had been waiting and waiting for Sakshi to turn up for her regular visit to the cafe. She was late. Vivek was getting impatient. What was wrong with him? Why was he so desparate for getting that one glimpse of this particular lady? Why was his mind so full of thoughts for a stranger? Vivek had no idea what was happening to him as John Denver's serene voice slowly filled up the cafe.

You fill up my senses

Like a night in a forest

Like the mountains in springtime

Like a walk in the rain

Like a storm in the desert

Like a sleepy blue ocean

You fill up my senses

Come fill me again...

Vivek was about to lose hope when Sakshi walked in. The grace, the beauty, the charm all hit Vivek with the force of a hurricane. Had he not been resting his chin in his hand, his mouth would surely have dropped open. He was completely lost while gazing at her that he almost missed the gentlest of smiles that Sakshi gave him.

Vivek's heart almost skipped a beat. He barely managed to hide his sheepish dreamy look and force a smile and wave back to her. He followed her with his eyes as she walked over to a nearby table and put down her purse and sat down busy talking on the phone in barely audible whispers. There was a faint blush on her cheeks which Vivek could not attribute to makeup or the conversation that may have been going on with the person on the other side of the line. But Vivek was too busy gazing at Sakshi dreamily to even think about WHO could get sakshi to blush the way she did.

Vivek was lost so lost in his dreams that he did not notice that his coffee had finished and yet he raised the cup to his lips for another sip. But his senses returned as all he tasted was the dry cold rim of his empty coffee cup. There was a small clickety click near his feet. He leaned over the side of the table and saw the cap of a pen, Sakshi's pen. As he picked up the cap, he saw Sakshi turn around and flash one of her apologetic smiles. Vivek picked up the cap and walked over to Sakshi's table and handed the cap to her. Her fingers gently grazed Vivek's as the pen cap exchanged hands. She mouthed a quiet "Thanks!!" and "Sorry!!" while still stuck to the phone. His fingers still tingling because of THAT TOUCH, Vivek walked back and resumed his dreamy state.

It was atleast 10 minutes later that Vivek came back to his senses only to see that Sakshi was on her way out of the cafe. But he was feeling elated. Not sure why!! Was it the touch? or was it some other feeling going on inside him? He didn't know. So he just got up and walked up to the jukebox in the far corner and fiddled with the controls. And as one of his all time favorites started playing, he walked back to his table, smiling dreamily as the words from the song brought visions to his mind.

And I'd give up forever to touch you

'Cause I know that you feel me somehow

You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be

And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment

And all I can breathe is your life

And sooner or later it's over

I just don't wanna miss you tonight

Read all the parts of Life is a Song

I've been waiting for a girl like you 

To come into my life

I've been waiting for a girl like you, 

A love that will survive

I've been waiting for someone new 

To make me feel alive

Yeah, waiting for a girl like you

To come into my life

And she walked into the cafe. She was elegance personified. Her satin soft hair shone in the dull light of the cafe. She walked across the floor , her sandals tippity-tapping gently while a faint drone of Acorn's Lonely drifting from her earphones temporarily shut off "Foreigner" playing on the cafe's juke box as she passed Vivek's table and laid her purse on a neighbouring table.

It had been about 4 weeks when Vivek had first seen her at the cafe and ever since had waited every single day for one glimpse of her every morning. As usual, he was in his day dreams about her with a cup of coffee in his hand when something hit his head and fell on the empty plate on the table with a TING. Puzzled he looked around and caught her eye. She looked at him and smiled apologetically. She got up and walked over to his table.

"I am so sorry. Was just fiddling with my pen and by mistake the cap flew out." "No, no, no problem at all. It just startled me a bit." replied Vivek in a voice that seemed caught in his throat. Then coming to his senses, understanding that this would be his one and only chance to talk to her, get to know her, he blurted, "By the way, I'm Vivek." She smiled, "I'm Sakshi." 

Just then her phone rang. She walked away talking on it. Seemed to be a really good friend on the other side of the line by the way Sakshi's face lit up while she was speaking on the phone. She was stuck to the phone while she worked away on her sandwich and apple muffin only pausing to sip coffee in between. Soon her plates were empty and she rose to leave. Vivek's eyes followed her movements and then she caught his eye. With a gentle flicker of fingers and a faint smile she bade Vivek farewell.

I've been waiting, waiting for you, 

ooh, I've been waiting, I've been waiting 

I've been waiting for a girl like you, I've been waiting 

Won't you come into my life?

Vivek returned back to what he was doing before her presence asked for his unwavering attention. He returned back to his book. The book that he was writing. Called Life is a Song

Read all the parts of Life is a Song

I do not blog about the latest electronic products in the market. I do not review the latest phones. I do not critique recently launched software. I do not create walkthroughs for the latest games. I do not give quick kill solutions for someone's tech problems. I do not rant about SEO, PageRank  and the likes. So I'm not a techie, right??

But I manage a site who's page rank is 7/10 (I ain't gonna mention it though.. so you can go ahead and say I'm bluffing). I use computing machines that have 64 GBs of RAM with more than 16 cores. Impressed.. just for your information, I have written scripts that have managed to get these machines to crunch data for hours before they could give a reasonable output. That makes me a techie, right??

WHOAMI?? CONFUSED!!!

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PS: The image above is taken from TRON Legacy where Sam Flynn logs in to his father's "computer". The consoles shown in the movie are just glamorized versions of the Unix/Linux shell. The term whoami (The title of this post) is used to display the current user.

PPS: I use these kinda consoles daily :P But pity I do not have a Light Cycle

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