Comin Back To LIFE...

"Coming Back To Life"

Where were you when I was burned and broken

While the days slipped by from my window watching

Where were you when I was hurt and helpless

Because the things you say and the things you do surround me

While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words

Dying to believe in what you heard

I was staring straight into the shining sun

Lost in thought and lost in time

While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted

Outside the rain fell dark and slow

While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime

I took a heavenly ride through our silence

I knew the moment had arrived

For killing the past and coming back to life

I took a heavenly ride through our silence

I knew the waiting had begun

And headed straight..into the shining sun

This is one song that touched me once…and then again and again and again…it keeps touching me in different ways..and bringing me back to LIFE..

One of my most loved Pink Floyd songs ever…I love this song for all that it is…I mean the lyrics, the music, the beats…jus everything is ultimate…one of its kind…one of any kind actually… This song has been interpreted in different ways through out… and am so sure each has a reality bit associated with it… am so sure each of us can relate to some or the whole part of the song… as for me… well I have had different interpretations of the song myself…depending on what I am going thru at that moment… but whatever it may sound…one things for sure…this is one song that really brings you back to life…

Where were you when I was burned and broken

While the days slipped by from my window watching

Where were you when I was hurt and helpless

Because the things you say and the things you do surround me
This is so true when someone whom you really trusted and cherished…betrays you… leaves you betwixt your own…when you most needed that person… this is a marooned space…where the existence of your present is non existent…still enslaved to the things and times gone by…

While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words

Dying to believe in what you heard

I was staring straight into the shining sun
To me this is the pain or the real emotion of the song… staring straight into the shining sun… this is the truth that brings us to the asperity of the real world… experiencing and living with the truth… doing away with illusions and assumptions…that is what is the content for life..

Lost in thought and lost in time

While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Ya this again is the revival planted in you by the asperity of this real world… while you are so lost in the loss you suffered…this real world keeps bringing you back to the things and contents that matter…urging you to continue… your ball-buster part in this real world…when nothing..not even time matters to you..

Outside the rain fell dark and slow

While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime
Everything outside your own world is so normal and unperturbed…when you are still counting your strings attached to the space and time in past…

I took a heavenly ride through our silence

I knew the moment had arrived

For killing the past and coming back to life
And this is the asperity of the song…this is what brings us back to life…everything in life ends…changes…and there are certain things that give us a lot of pain when they end…it is for us to know when things are over…especially relationships…and to let them go…you need time… you need your own space…to make realizations work for yourself…and then you are gonna kill the past and be alive..

And headed straight..into the shining sun
LIFE GOES ON…NO MATTER WHAT… LIVE AND STAY ALIVE..

Biking with Viewtyy... :)

I know you don get head or tail of what the title suggests...its just an exaggerated version of making something sound extremely good....but this one really is.. i mean atleast for me this experience was something memorable...cudnt hav got a space in my blog else... :)

so read on...may be yu will feel the nerve with me as i write of this experience..

hmmm...k clarifications regarding the title...well i got a new cell phone...as the old one conked completely...and this new ones called VIEWTY...ya thats the name...sounds amazing na...i know...even i am impressed with it as much as i can be.. :)

its a real beauty..ultra sleek looks...amazingly stylish...superbb touchscreen...ultra hott piece to possess....ahem ahem...the price is ultra hot as well.. but does that matter so much when yu have so much more for yourself !!?? well def not for me.. :)

haan so here i have this ultra hot cell phone with me...one of the hottest selling in the market at present...and am soooo elated with this one...but whats with the biking stuff prefixed with the viewty in my title!?? haan so lemme tell yu how it gets connected..

i have this friend of mine whos been a gadget freak...and an amazing racer...racer of bikes....thats how he had depicted himself when i had seen him first in office...some freaky guy with long straightened hair...all d hip-hop ringtones on d mobile...an amazingly expensive mobile flashing in his hands...and loads of attitude..(dunno in the right direction or not...but ya this guy has ATTITUDE).. so definitely you cant expect him to answer you straight when you ask him something.. well and thats what he did.. ATTITUDE you see....i think am using this word too much...actually i feel when people cant really express another person's behaviour or may be feel the other person is superior in some way or the other....cant be impressed definitely by you, given the innocent soul that you are...you jus mark that person as having an ATTITUDE.. :)

ok lets not deviate from d intended post...ya so this guy finally gets to talk to me...me ofcourse being one of the most popular people in the office..he he he..everyone gets to know me...my name...my work...my age...my religion...my place of stay...my home town...etc etc...so am not really bothered if some new person whom i have never seen in my life comes and says "hi pretty" to me...so anyways...we spoke and had a bunch of common frnds and started having a gala time in office...sitting on bench...passing our times with every rubbish possible in office...spending almost all the time in cafeteria...or...reading forwarded mails...or jus sitting in the pantry and commenting about the screwed Satyam System..those were good days...but alas we spent them getting frustu...thanks to all d IT industry omen associated with being on bench..

ok so...ya all i knew about this guy is that hes very very interested in bikes...and keeps modifying some or the other part of his bike...but i was not sure of his passion for speed...until i biked with him on his apache...and i must say...hes jus too good a rider...i mean i have seen this kind of biking only on tv...

ok so thats the justification part for my title...biking with viewty...i went with my friend on his bike to buy viewty and it was an amazing expereince biking with the new viewty...and amazing biking capabilities... :)

i have been on bikes with so many of my friends...and even i have driven bikes myself....but what i saw with this friend was something i have never imagined myself doing....biking at a speed of 100 KMPS...on a totally traffic packed road on a weekend evening in a metro like chennai …this is one experience that’s gonna give me the chills everytime am even gonna think about…

K so after we bought my ultra mod piece of cake… he jus cudnt stop from speeding up on our way back home…ya may be its difficult for bikers to drive at normal human speeds when they believe they can drive so much faster…doesn’t really matter if they can actually scare every other normal person on road to death when they vroom past them with their extra super biking qualities.. So this one biker with me was an addition to the super elite club of bikers and I had no ideas about his super duper biking abilities. And when the bike sped up to 100 KMPS…I really dint think it was sucha big deal….after all everyone enjoys speeding up on a sleek and sexy bike….but I started getting the chills when I realized that it was serious “BIKING” and not jus enjoyment…. It was ok if the bike was jus speeding up…it became worse when I saw that the bike was actually making its way from between such heavy vehicles…where there was no place for even a single person to stand… may be that’s what they call thrilling…how to make your way out of places where others cant even get in….and then there were times when we will have to stop cuz of a traffic signal…and this amazing thing which my frnd rides…comes down from 100 to 0 KMPS in less than 5 secs…could you jus believe it…you don’t even apply breaks…or may be you do apply some special kind of breaks which do not let you fall abruptly…but you actually come to a halt…ok and when the signal turns green!!?? Don even ask…whos got time to stop when the signal has already turned green!!?? And if its bikers…well you don’t really have to even think…they will not stop even if jesus’s second coming is happening…immediately after the signal turns green this guy started speeding up as if some firestorm is following us…and things became worse when really a firerstorm started following us….not really a firestorm but something worse than that…we vroomed past some dumb biker…dint have any idea that he could be a biker himself…and what comes next!!?? This biker vrooms past us…provoking a rather decent biker to race with him…and will some attitude guy stop for nuts!!?? Huh and final conclusion!!?? I became the victim…as these 2 bikes kept vrooming at speeds that the speedometer could no longer keep track of…I was most scared of the moments when these 2 bikers were abreast….i jus cudnt stop imagining the other one thrashing us down at the slightest move…I mean when 2 highly fast moving things are speeding up so close to each other…not allowing the other to get ahead of one…well anything could happen…one moment we could be speeding ahead of him…and the other…may be …not even existing…it was all a game of speed and coordination…as for me….it was more of coordinating to keep my eyes closed rather to witness my own end….finally I jus cudnt take it and I started screaming…stop the bike…am scared.. :(
After shouting some 100 times….my friend finally let the other weirdo win…and I know how difficult it is for a super duper biker to allow the other one to win…but I was helpless…it was jus tooo tooo much for me…it was sweet enuff of my friend to ask me if I was feeling ok!!?? Well after all the SUPER DUPER THRILL for the day…I was feeling much better than just “OK”…but trust me it was fun…though little scary…but I thoroughly enjoyed it…am not sure if I will ever be a part of this crazy racing thing again…but if I am…am definitely gonna have major fun… :)

Satyamotsav '08...

Satyamotsav...the name that has a lot of significance for me...known and unknown...revealed and hidden...true and assumed...whatever yu may call it...but this was important to me...i still remember the first ever satyamotsav that i could have been a part of, being a satyamite...will tell you later why i jus couldnt make it...first lemme tell yu non satyamites, what exactly satyamotsav is...its the annual (Ahem...supposed to be annual...but i dunno if it really is annual now...they jus keep celebrating it whenever they feel like it...or may be whenever they have the necessary funds...or may be when the associates make too much noise about the satyam fun@work concept.. :)) ya ok so it’s the annual union of all satyamites all over India.. again am sorry am not sure if theres a concept of satyamotsav outside India as well..hmm…so satyamotsav is that time of the year where all satyamites…working in all cities, facilities, client locations..etc etc.. come together and have fun together..may be even meet each other which they might not do usually owing to their busy schedules…so ya i understand that you got the concept of satyamotsav…
Well to me satyamotsav was all this and much more…I cudnt be a part of satyamotsav in 2006…owing to some dumb reasons…and actually one of my very gud friends in those days was out of town that time and I jus dint feel like going for an utsav without him…as being so new to satyam Chennai…I hardly had any gud friends to actually enjoy or have fun with.. and that could have been a start of some significant chapters in my life… and may be it was also…but anyways…those are not the things I am writing this post for..
Satyamotsav 2008 was one opportunity I jus dint want to let go…I am not a part of satyam now…but man…I still am so stuck to satyam…I still don’t feel am anything different from satyam at all…anyways…jus 2 days after I resign is the auspicious day of the utsav…and so I am definitely going for it…cuz there mite not be another satyamotsav that I might witness…
Now the biggest challenge was to arrange for a ID card for me as I am no more a Satyamite…and there starts the game of asking every girl casually…r yu going for the satyamotsav this year… :) girls and usually as the dumber they can get…usually undecided till the end moment…depending upon I dunno whattt!! Somehow I manage to get this one lady’s ID…now I don look anywhere like that lady ok…but ya who cares…I mean I have an ID card swinging around my neck…and that’s enuff to let others know am a satyamite..
So I go for this much awaited much significant utsav….and as the much popular figure that I am…well I cudnt be left unnoticed…and there it was…with loads of people asking me the same thing…hey babes…how come yu r here!!??…c’mon man…I served satyam for almost 3 years!!! Don’t I deserve one utsav!?? So what if I have resigned satyam…and satyamotsav is a festival only for satyamites..!!??
OK OK…so all this bally hoo about rubbish…finally what about my experience at the great awaited Satyamotsav…man….except for the popularity part…everything else was decently avoidable…I mean except for the joy of people coming and asking me and esp guys coming and saying ohh yu r looking pretty…and stuff like that…everything else in the utsav was…I don wanna use fowl language…but ya everything else was jus not utsav types…I mean this could have been the worst behaviour I would have expected from “CORPORATES”…of a CMM LEVEL 5 company…I dunno on what basis they let these standards stay.. :(
It could have definitely been better with some decent shows to be put on…but alas…there was jus nothing enjoyable…ok so lets jus go for the food atleast…hav some stomach filling dinner and get back home safely…is that what my friends thought…!!?? Well dinner was the most unruly part of the evening…I mean it much looked like they were serving food for people in jail….rather people in jail will behave more decently I believe….on the sight of food people…”CORPORATES” and their elite CORPORATE families just pounded over it as if they have never seen dinner in their whole seven lives….or may be like they have been starved for generations for this one night’s dinner…even before the poor servers could open the packets of fruits…it was well torn like a box damaged by bomb explosion…and so as you can guess…my excitement of dinner was also over….jus wanted to get back home… :(
Anyways…it was good meeting all my fellow satyamites one last time…may be I will never be a satyamite ever in life again…and I jus dint want 2 miss this one last chance of being one… on my way back…I jus cudnt stop myself from going back in time….remembering memories good and forgettable…lost I was in those days…and how much I wished I could turn back time…and hold it in the space gone by….i wished to cry..to laugh..or may be jus to be back…and as it is…nothing returns…LIFE GOES ON…and so does its strings…

The Transition...

Is there more to life than a series of transitions!? each phase lasting a variable amount in time and space. As they say...the entire philosophy of life can be summed up in exactly 3 words..."It goes on"...no matter whatever...life jus goes on... Am writing this at the end of one journey and at the start of a new one...and i jus am wishing..which one will be my destination journey...I know i still've got a long way to go before i can reach the final one...

K lemme start this one from as far as my memory goes...

My very first day in satyam... Orientation... in Viceroy hotel Secunderabad...were supposed to report in masha allah(One of the Satyam facilities in Secunderabad..)...and they take us on an elite bus to an unknown location...and when we get down...well we are already inside the five star...i know Satyam sure knows how to make its employees feel they are on the top of the world...and that itself was the first transition for me...coming from somewhere like bhilai...landing into a five star...i realized life was changing for me...things were gonna change...and may be it was then that i felt for the first time that i will be one among the "EXECUTIVE" people...it felt great...i was gonna be one among the Saahab family...that was the impression we got with all the stars of the hotel cast upon us on the first day itself...Anyways...Documents submission...amazing five star lunch...lots of intros...and finally masti... its over after all the dancing and dramatizing...of course with a news from great Mr SURI PONNADA that the ELTP preassessment is scheduled for saturday...assemble @ Mayfair @ 7:30 in the morning to catch the bus to STC...Bahadurpally...also strict instrustions saying forget your saturdays and sundays till you are an ELTP... k fine...went home with the same...grudging and things...
First day inside the Satyam STC Campus....amazing place....i was dumbfounded by the beauty...and the poshness of the locale...never really had seen such a place in my life...knew i was among the elite ones...being a proud satyamite...the assessment was anyways bad and with a full round of scolding from suri ponnada...you people from chennai comiong to satyam and making the whole environment dirty...you people have still not come out of your "College culture"...stop being this way...be proffessional...etc etc...bla bla blaaahhh...so were finally done for the day...and came to know that the next step was to attend our induction into satyam...were not sure of what it meant...but this was all that we were told...assemble @ CC sharp 9... :)
Induction into Satyam....then had no idea of what we were being taught...ya ofcourse the business structure of the company...info about the clients...development centres outside india...inside india...per quarter turnovers...big shots of the organization...etc etc...had no idea of y we were being told all this...and almost slept thru majority of all this gyan...now i know y i was so "dumbfounded" in satyam... :) Anyways...had a lot of fun activities on that one day...lot of interaction sessions....lotsa new people whom i said a hi to...and it was in totallity a good day.. had fun was happy being a satyamite and all those great feelings that come with the "SATYAM" tag.. :)

End of the day we were informed about the technologies we were gonna be trained on...and i was wondering...ow man is this really so important....and i knew the serious stuff started there.. they said 30 of you are gonna be in Oracle...and the rest in Mainframes...was very happy hearing this...hardly knew what difference it made...but was sure...mainframes is better than Oracle any day....sparingly aware of the hardships this technology thingie is gonna put me in...and hardly had any clue into the intricacies of this technology stuff...all i knew was that Oracle is something i already know and def Mainframes will be a better option...ie if i was given an option...ha...now if you ask me to turn back time...to the day i had this induction thing...i wud def no doubt...go and chose Oracle...you know for obvious reasons....and for those of you who dunno the IT intricacies...well read on to find y Mainframes was sucha wrong technology.. :)
Owkay...anyways...we were ionformed to be in the West wing/East wing..(Sorry i don remember which wing it was exactly..)..so classes started...they told us that we will have classes for a couple of days immediately followed by assessments...and we HAVE to get min 80% to pass...owkayyy...we being jus outta college...and almost the whole batch being from our great great CHENNAI...where mugging is a way of life...i mean children here are i think taught to mug straight from the times the zygote is formed in the womb...they all felt this was one great exam of their life that everyone has to top with 100%...uff i was in the worng place i realized...they all took it more importantly than even their final sem exams... DS, OS now this was one subject that kept giving most of us troubles right from day one...first the facilitator was absurd and when we got the best of the facilitator...well the subject itself became absurd... one paper that i dint clear till the end of the training tenure...no matter how many times i got the questions database...now if answers are wrong in the database what can you do!!?? or may be the entire evaluating system of the online test was wrong...yeah that was what we used to say when we dint clear any tests....we kept complaining that the database has wrong answers...the evaluation doesnt happen properly...the answres dont get registered properly...etc etc...think of new innovative reasons not 2 pass the tests...but i must tell you...those were the days...really "THE DAYS"...i mean now when i sit back and think of my ELTP days...well i can remember some things very close to my heart...no matter even if they gave pain in those days...these are some memories that will always bring smile/tear to my heart...some things very special to me...which have evolved me to what i am today...my first program manager...who always felt i jus dress smart but am no "PROACTIVE" at all...who always said i don study for tests..but keep talkin to guys all the time..and even when i get a 100 in some paper...she announces my name in the flunking list..she used to love me i think.. :)hmm...then the amazing raghuveer/raghuram/raghu sir...and his stories of mithun chakravarthy...and rajnikant..had fun in his classes...the various assessments and reassessments..and re re assessments...he hee he..the amazing CC(Convetion Center in STC...)...the amazing CC Cafeteria which used to full with our batch people...pulling each others legs...laughing..fooling around...our early morning shifts...our busses to STC...which we used to miss...and then call up the bus Rep to stop the bus for us..our saree sessions on teusdays...our great great Nagaraju Doamala...who always used to say that he is the best...and the best...and that mainframes is the best becuz of him...and also that even before we finish our trainings we will already be in projects...becuz there is some greaaaaaaaaaaaat big project coming for Mainframes...(As if we dint know that our prev mainframes batch has been comfortably warming the benches in Satyam for more than 9 months.. :))hmm...our great Seminar sessions...those were the only things we used to wait for...those were so amazing...different funny topics..different funny comments..and most great was the different funny people they used to pair each other with...it was all fun...the whole CC used to be like a picnic spot...play and have fun and come back..ha and how can i ever forget the great day when Domala said that the whole CC was built in 59 days...stoutly praising the Infrastructure of Satyam...and what happens the next day!!?? well the whole CC roof falls down cuz of heavy down pour of rain...we jus cudnt stop laughing...Domala was running here and there to make the place look normal.. :) hmmm...and some days later some cat runs accross the CC stage...and then some pegion comes inside the CC..with all the gaurds running behind it as it flies from one pillar to the other...thats the infrastructure...ahem ahem...no no am not tryin to put down the company...jus some memories.. :)

will continue with this later... see yu then...the transition wil continue..

Five Point Someone...

When you are an avid reader…you can pretty well read anything and everything on this earth…and its not every once in a while that you come across a book that touches the right strings of your senses or your hearts…ya you may read a hundred books and relate to some or the other part of each one of them…but then there are those very few which urge you to start living with the characters of the book…
Am writing here about this book that I wud have read a couple of times before and everytime I get a different feeling…may be everytime i skipped thru the pages jus to know wat exactly happens at the end of it all…but this time I read this book reading every line of it…almost reliving my days gone by…ya I know when you read something interesting you always carve an image of the characters and start imagining….but with this book it was different…though I did not even carve out images for the characters…I almost felt they were living with me…as if I am living some days of my life gone by…i am enjoying every bit of it...and then this strange sorrow surrounds me as the pages of the book are indicating that the book is gonnna get over soon…I jus wish this book doesn’t get over so soon…as if some part of my own life is getting over here…may be many of you are thinking I am exaggerating things here…but to tell you the truth…I almost lived with the characters of the book…hari, ryan, alok, neha, prof veera…I know exactly what the writer must have felt when he says “four years of freaking craziness to get a degree…” and when he writes about the convo…how much I wish the book not to get over at all…I know how many “it sucks…and change the system” phrases I used being a part of my college freakiness…but at the end of it…the day I was going home after finishing my last project viva and comprehensive viva….how much I wished to be back to one of the classrooms and reliving my four years at the doomed insti…to be back in the hostel terrace chatting, gossiping, reading some Sidney Sheldon/Nicholas sparks…jus hiding away from the warden, and other management ppl…or jus even for our group studies which never actually happened anywhere ever except at the hostel roof…ohh what a view at nite when even the OMR dint even look like a dreaded rd…jus the most beautiful rd in the whole of the city…and finally I missed the convo…as not being one of the toppers had very few chances of any notice of me being absent in the convo…now when I look back…I can jus say…what wonderful four years at that…the most amazing days of my life..
Ok coming back to the book…I know I got carried away by my emotions for my own college days…no matter how cramped those were…ya so about the book….this book really touched me…one book I jus cant read and put back on to the shelf…it really holds a part of my life…the moments I lived with the characters…the moments I kept goin back to my own life with these people….it was an amazing experience…I relived some very beautiful days of my life…and wished some days could come back for good….and wished i really was at the hostel corridors…or @ sasi’s….or @ the insti roof…

Weekend of relics..

Sometimes somethings unplanned give a lot of unexpected happiness...and thats what i experienced in this weekend...i had a great great time with one of my old friends when i least expected to see him over the weekend... :)
I jus got a call from him saying hes gonna be around for the weekend...and i dunno why but i jus felt i have to meet him this time as aunty wil also be around...and it was almost an year since i saw her as well...i jus decided upon dropping in2 their home for dinner on friday...and believe me i had such a good time talkin 2 him and aunty...was really taken back 2 the days in hyd when all i used to do was be in their house and enjoy.. :)
I mite not meet this friend for long now...and i jus wanted to make the most out of it...and there i was...heading towards the Chennai Port staff quarters...i dunno why but am so very fascinated by everything associated with the navy and port...i was happy being there....seeing the navy people...and i tell you these navy people have damn good looks...the first day was jus pulling each others legs...talkin about every thing that had passed by in this whole year when we hadnt seen each other...havin fun and being happy for each other...missing my dear friend (his sis..)...but ya finally we called her and even there we dint stop sayin baddies abt every other one around.. got back home in their car at about 11 in d nite...and promised uncle that i will be back the next day..

And next day they wanted me to be there by afternoon as they wanted to visit a passenger ship...alas i cudnt make it and the ship left before i cud reach their house..anyways...we made up for taht by goin shopping...and don yu know shopping means life 2 me.. :)
though it wasnt a shopping intended for me...but yu know how mush i can enjoy shopping...and i really had fun...we dint buy anything as everything that my friend wanted was normal adult size but sadly none of them fitted him..and we finally concluded that he should visit the kids section instead...had some food @ kfc...and headed back home for a heavier dinner...had major fun shooting each others pics and funny videos...had an amazing dinner with a variety of goodies...and finally rested in the private beach where we had close encounters with so many different sized crabs...!! and i dunno how on earth can anyone find crabs beautiful...i mean they are always scary with those creepy eyes, and poisonous tentacles/antennas or watever they are that they keep pointing towards you....may be in a position to tell you clearly that KEEP AWAY FROM ME....and still some very amazing people have some really special conversations with these scary species..say things like...ohh sweety yu are sooo beautiful...come come i'll click a pic wid yu...and finally when the sweety actually comes near them they throw those sweeties to other sweet innocent people who had no idea of the sweet conversation between 2 rare species...and thats how i got to meet this one big crab that crawled/creeped over my leg cuz it got scared by some very smart guy who wanted a pic wid the sweety.. :) anyways it was all fun...cuz i screamed so loud that they sentry would have actually thought that some tsunami came and hit me(hit me alone i mean...cuz everyone else including the one who scared d crab were laughing out loud..)...by the end of all d photo session, singing, roaming, and eating and shouting and laughing and crying...i was dead tired and so was everyone around...and it was well time for me to get back home....it was already 11:30...and we finally got int the car...and that was the end of my 2 days of memoirs...when i relived my good old hyderabad days...i was just simply HAPPY...and thats what mettered to me most...

Wo Lamhe...

This is one movie that moved me quite a lot...was always fascinated by all the songs of this one...and today i watched the whole movie..claims to be based on the life of Parveen Babi...i dunno much about this actress but i can only feel pity for the way things turned out for this actress...i feel so sorry for the days she would have spent in recluse...GOD only knows what all she would have gone thru in her life that took her to such a dreaded state of life...
The movie depicts how she climbs the staircase to become one of the most glamorous actress of her times...how her personal life betrays her at each and every step, and how she keeps weaving her own world of imagination, getting secluded from every emotional contact, imagining that the whole world is against her and wants to kill her...how the world stood against her and no one stood by her and left her secluded in her misery and loneliness...and one man who truly loved her more than his own life was there by her...the one reason he was alive was for her....to see her get back her life and be normal...finally she dies of schizophrenia...and this guy's life almost comes to a stand still....
the song that comes at the climax of the movie really touches me..
Mujhe phir tabah kar,
mujhe phir rula ja...
sitam karne wale...
kahin se tu aaja...kahin se tu aaja...

Very touching lyrics there by Gulzar...something so true for someone whos life's one sole mission was to see his love live...
the movie ends with an even more touching thought...when the guy says that the moments he spent with his love will be there even if the existance of her is no more...jus like a castle of sand collapses to nothing by the waves of the sea...so is a man's life...nothing remains except the memories...wo lamhe kabhi khatam nahi hote...kabhi mit the nahi..