Bye Bye Miss American Pie

I have this song running through my head for the last two days now..Bye Bye Miss American Pie, Drove my chevee to levee, but the levee was dry. I heard it first on FM while driving and got instantly attracted to its lines and music.

The music's still making rounds in my head, while i am at a cafe trying to pass on a paper to Mr.President who has sought a paper today itself. For Godsake, it is a Sunday!!!!!!

The weather's hot, the AC at the cafe is not cold enough, i look up i find a fan hanging on to the wall..i might as well use it.

So off to some number crunching and bluffing!

Meanwhile the song still revolves around the head

ye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey in Rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

chao!

Thoughts,Ideas - No Action Cut

Sleep's pulling me to its fold, while i fight the pull, stay awake partially by lingering feeling of guilt.
So many aims, so many dreams, so many thoughts-Ideas and no execution. It's like a dream, as one in the Satyam Interview board rightly said Mythia - an imaginary world.

It's like thoughts of this that and what not, thoughts lead to ideas - ideas to plans - and then somehow the debacle happens - NO ACTION and then mr.procastination comes into picture - the couch is hit with plans of an early day, only to end up waking with no other options but to shelve all the plans and focus on hitting office.

It's the month of November, it thunders and it rains. The thunders at times evoke fear, a fear of destruction, but more importantly a fear that i might lose my modem to high pulse of current.

So..i am off!