A colourful journey...called Life

My team...the UI team...a.k.a the Front-end team...designed a tee...our team tee.. Finally our efforts paid off...and our tee is ready..:) dnt hav much to write abt..have a look at the pics..:) the crossword at the back..its nt difficult to locate ur names there..:) our logo... n im nt putting up a snap of the company logo...tat u cud get anywhere...:) we lead..in creativity...in design...in innovation...in team-spirit... n..people who plan to copy our idea of a designer tee...see..we lead...people follow our ideas...:D P.S. for more snaps...(for amzee :P) here

This Saturday....was one Im never...gonna forget.. I had to collect my LC from college..and Saturday being the only day I can make it...chose this Saturday to be the one..! Its not that I would neva wanna go back to college...its just that my college is in an area...I neva cross...even in the worst situation..:) So, the plan was made...called up some friends..asked them to come down too...our college being the best place to hangout..:) I decided to use the PMT for transport, just to actually re-live those college days. Believe me, a bus ride, all the way from Nagar road to Katraj has never ever been so peaceful. It actually felt nice seeing those faces...I saw everyday while travelling. All those small gallis the bus goes through, the daily squabbles about change, the bus didn’t stop at the bus stop, excuse me this is a ladies seat etc etc....hehe..it actually felt nice...felt that Im back....back to college...:) Whenever I had to reach college, I had to walk through the bharti campus ...

Why is life what it is? Why is making a decision so tough? Why do we always realize that we made a wrong decision after the decision has been implemented? Why do we always realize that we made a mistake after the erroneous action has caused the damage? Why do we make the wrong choices? Why do we meet the wrong people? Why can't we forget our fallacious actions easily? Why does life have moments...moments that we fall weak in? Why do some actions...lead us to a deep thought process? Why does introspection show us faults...but no way to undo them? Why is wrong and right.....defined differently for different people? Why do people change? Why do we change? Why can't we have a ctrl+z for the pages of life? Why do we have a conscience that keeps pricking? Why is life what it is?