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Blog Moved!

shoebredevil — Sat, 27 Feb 2010 12:04:25 +0000

Hello world! Every good thing comes to an end; its sad saying goodbye but this is where the blog ends. I will continue to blog but at a different address and along with a friend of mine. Do check us out at http://passivepundits.wordpress.com/
See you there!

The Messiah

shoebredevil — Sun, 19 Jul 2009 14:32:40 +0000

A moment of peace so cherished,

A moment of hate withheld;

A cry from the darkness,

And war was rebelled.

She stood alone, shuddering,

Soldiers marched past by;

I held her in my arms,

She watched her family die.

Nothing else mattered now,

Even the smoke billowing;

Church bells ringing nearby,

Nor the doom impending.

Seeking safety I ran about,

Her cry still afresh;

Praying for forgiveness,

For her wounded flesh.

The guilt of the war,

A burden on my chest;

She may be the enemy,

She’s human, I protest.

A loving mother took her in,

Had lost her son that season;

Oh man is too vain to realize,

Every life has a reason.

A moment of peace so cherished,

A moment of hate withheld;

A cry from the darkness,

And war was rebelled.

She stood alone, shuddering,

Soldiers marched past by;

I held her in my arms,

She watched her family die.

Nothing else mattered now,

Even the smoke billowing;

Church bells ringing nearby,

Nor the doom impending.

Seeking safety I ran about,

Her cry still afresh;

Praying for forgiveness,

For her wounded flesh.

The guilt of the war,

A burden on my chest;

She may be the enemy,

She’s human, I protest.

A loving mother took her in,

Had lost her son that season;

Oh man is too vain to realize,

Every life has a reason.

The Messiah

A moment of peace so cherished,

A moment of hate withheld;

A cry from the darkness,

And war was rebelled.

She stood alone, shuddering,

Soldiers marched past by;

I held her in my arms,

She watched her family die.

Nothing else mattered now,

Even the smoke billowing;

Church bells ringing nearby,

Nor the doom impending.

Seeking safety I ran about,

Her cry still afresh;

Praying for forgiveness,

For her wounded flesh.

The guilt of the war,

A burden on my chest;

She may be the enemy,

She’s human, I protest.

A loving mother took her in,

Had lost her son that season;

Oh man is too vain to realize,

Every life has a reason.

Make your dreams into realities

shoebredevil — Thu, 16 Jul 2009 15:52:17 +0000

“The poorest man in the world is the man without a dream.The most frustrated man in the world is the man with a dream that never becomes reality”, someone once said. A very true statement indeed, especially in this marathon that we all call life, where society and environment mould a person more than anything else, how unfortunate!

Generations have lived, died and been forgotten, without disturbing the fabric of history. Then there are those who lived their dreams, did what they wanted to and made a niche for them in peoples hearts for eternity. These are the people who took to the skies when everyone said they couldnt, scaled new heights, crossed continents and defied preconcieved notions all the while being ridiculed on the way. Yet, they stuck to their dreams and their desires and made their way to eternal glory.

The moment we stop listening to that voice inside us, the moment we ignore that rush of adrenalin, we’ve committed a murder. A murder of that legend that resides in each and everyone of us. Do you think that the world can tell you what you can and cannot do? (Well, facebook helps sometimes though!), but NO, it can’t. Its you, you decide your limits and being the most developed creation on the planet, you HAVE no limits!

Did the courage of Amelia Earhart even flicker for a single moment when she took on the impossible task of crossing the Atlantic? No, because she had faith in herself and an undying motivation toward her goal. And today we remember her as one of the greatest women pilots ever to grace the history of aviation. Think of it this way, this life is our very own journey across the atlantic, challenging, exciting and rewarding, but only if we follow our instincts and give life to our dreams.

If we, for one moment delve into our own self concious and ask ourselves, Is our true aim in life a degree? To slog at it for precious years? Do you think you couldn’t be happy without a degree? No, for in every one of us there resides our true self, locked behind a mask that we want the world to see. In some of us theres a poet, waiting to burst out his creativity, a painter, his paintbrush devoid of colour, a ballet dancer who’s been denied her dancing shoes or in some cases an overweight couch potato who just can’t reach the damn fridge!

Does a rank or percentage decide your fate? dictate your being happy with your life? the answer lies with oursleves, the way we think. To never let society bog you down and deny you freedom to follow your dreams makes us a true superhero, and NOT the one who wears his underpants on the outside! To look beyond the illusions that have clouded our vision and held us to the ground requires an effort to make our dreams into realities, then only can we break the shakles of monotony, grow our wings and let our dreams take flight.

The moment we stop listening to that voice inside us, the moment we ignore that rush of adrenalin, we’ve committed a murder. A murder of that legend that resides in each and everyone of us. Do you think that the world can tell you what you can and cannot do? (Well, facebook helps sometimes though!), but NO, it can’t. Its you, you decide your limits and being the most advanced creation on the planet, you HAVE no limits!

Did the courage of Amelia Earhart even flicker for one moment when she took on the herculean task of crossing the Atlantic? No, because she had faith in herself and an undying motivation toward her goal. And today we remember her as one of the greatest women pilots ever to grace the history of aviation. Think of it this way, this life is our very own journey across the atlantic, challenging, exciting and rewarding, but only if we follow our instincts and give life to our dreams.

Does a rank or percentage decide your fate? dictate your being happy with your life? the answer lies with oursleves, the way we think. To never let society bog you down and deny you freedom to follow your dreams makes us a true superhero, and NOT the one who wears his underpants on the outside! To look beyond the illusions that have clouded our vision and held us to the ground requires an effort to make our dreams into realities, only then can we break the shackles of monotony, grow our wings and let our dreams take flight.

Time And Tears

shoebredevil — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 18:04:51 +0000

Time And Tears

The distant sound of the chilly wind,

Falls but softly on the dreamy mind;

Wakens my senses, and confounds,

A season bids goodbye.

Time we cared less for,

Stares contemptuously;

Sweet memories of friendship,

An obscure setting sun.

Had I not seen it come, I ask,

Every good thing ends they said;

The chirpy birds now silent,

I gaze upon the mellow moonlight.

The arrogance of life,

Hurts the softened heart;

Loved and cared for,

Still hard to part.

The icy messenger now cries loud,

Bits and pieces in its wake;

Dark grey skies the setting,

For one last wish to make.

Drops of tears stream down,

Ay comrade of mine;

Those bittersweet memoirs,

Inked in scrolls of time.

Time And Tears

The distant sound of the chilly wind,

Falls but softly on the dreamy mind;

Wakens my senses, and confounds,

A season bids goodbye.

Time cared less for,

Stares contemptuously;

Sweet memories of friendship,

An obscure setting sun.

Had I not seen it come, I ask,

Every good thing ends they said;

The chirpy birds now silent,

I gaze upon the mellow moonlight.

The arrogance of life,

Hurts the softened heart;

Loved and cared for,

Still hard to part.

The icy messenger now cries loud,

Bits and pieces in its wake;

Dark grey skies the setting,

For one last wish to make.

Drops of tears stream down,

Ay comrade of mine;

Those bittersweet memoirs,

Inked in scrolls of time.

Featured: Resurrection of Humanity

shoebredevil — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 16:44:30 +0000

Resurrection Of Humanity

The abundant sorrow that he doth posses,
His arid heart but must sincerely confess-
how deep into chasms of darkness he drove?
How lured he was into the dark wizard’s cove?

The sleeping penury, now , that must but erupt,
To save souls as his-cease Sin’s life abrupt.
To fan out gentle winds of joy and laughter.
Eroding away castles of chaos and disaster.

Scores of Mankind, turning now a blind eye;
to that flickering candle – Deceit, melting to die.
Ardent cries fondly bade that gangster adieu.
The sky no longer murky but a distinct mellow hue.

The phoenix rises, never again to return to dust.
Never again, to re-enter into dark realms of lust.
Peace rippling out through the waters of humanity.
Brothers striding in tandem- Human and Humanity

-Ritwik Sen (A good friend and a great writer)

Mobile firm asks people to apply for top job by text

shoebredevil — Tue, 07 Jul 2009 14:56:48 +0000

A mobile firm has come up with a novel way of finding an employee, it asks people to apply for a top job by text.

All those applying for the job need to express themselves in only 40 words, to show they are right for the marketing post at content provider Teimlo.

Even though most messages started with ‘Help me, I’m broke!’, the firm said they were optimistic about finding a suitor.

Squirrel jumps out of woman’s cleavage as police interview her

shoebredevil — Tue, 07 Jul 2009 14:47:17 +0000

A CCTV footage that released in the US shows a baby squirrel jumping out of a woman’s cleavage, while she is being interviewed by the police.

The little animal emerged from between the unnamed woman’s breasts as she was giving evidence in an ongoing murder case, reports the China Daily.

It is believed that the squirrel had vital information that the woman wanted to hide…. Beneath her clothes..

Japanese railway workers face enforced ‘smile scans’

shoebredevil — Tue, 07 Jul 2009 14:44:22 +0000

Railway workers in Japan are facing enforced “smile scans” every morning in a bid to boost their customer services, says a report.

According to the Mainichi Daily News, more than 500 staff at Keihin Electric Express Railway are subjected to daily face scans by “smile police” bosses, reports the Telegraph.

The “smile scan” software, developed by the Japanese company Omron, produces a sweeping analysis of a smile based on facial characteristics, from lip curves and eye movements to wrinkles.

After scanning a face, the device produces a rating of 0 to 100 depending on the estimated value of the fulfilled potential of a person’s biggest smile.

So basically, a rating of 100 would indicate the creepiest worker!

Woman accused of church theft blames Satan

shoebredevil — Sat, 21 Mar 2009 11:59:22 +0000

A woman accused of taking more than $73,000 from the Arlington church where she was an administrative assistant blames the devil. Papers filed with a theft charge Wednesday in Snohomish County Superior Court say the 62-year-old Arlington woman told detectives “Satan had a big part in the theft.”

So what was it, a 60-40 deal?

My Current Playlist

shoebredevil — Fri, 20 Mar 2009 19:35:50 +0000

I love my music and I love sharing it too, this is my current playlist im listening to, this includes latest hits as well as some classics. Im more of an alternative music lover so this might not be the most hardcore rock playlist!

Brother – Pearl Jam

Smells like teen spirit – Nirvana

Love hurts – Incubus

Fix you – Coldplay

Have a little faith – Richard Marx

I wanna – All American Rejects

In bloom – Nirvana

Shiver – Coldplay

Run to you – Bryan Adams

Perfect symmetry – Keane

Clocks – Coldplay

Bang and blame – REM

Send me an angel – Scorpions

Viva La Vida – Coldplay

Bittersweet symphony – The Verve

Livin’ on a prayer – Bon Jovi

Interstate love – Stone temple pilots

Fight – No vacancy

Yellow – Coldplay

Radio/Video – System of a down

The man who sold the world – Nirvana

Square one – Coldplay

Wind of change – Scorpions

God put a smile upon your face – Coldplay

Chop Suey – System of a down

Space and time – The Verve

Solier on – Oasis

Gives you hell – All American Rejects

Lucky man – The Verve