Hi folks,
Lets do a thorough FMI with 2 cycles on the BR, FS and TD to ensure that our MTP is perfect. Do dwell on the SAD, jump right into the BAD and use the PAD effectively to become SMEs. The MPP will have your lovely dates arranged to have your HLS ready to go for the DFDs. The SLAs along with the OLAs will guide you through the thin and lean. Do go thru the WBS to know your RA and TC contributions. FAT will be zooming in 2 weeks and we need the RTMs uploaded to TD by then and GRs done on time. Do remember to fill and send the WSRs on time and to know if we're on track. The FAT will have PPT on its heels, with BAT hovering in and soon will be swallowed by the UAT and then we'll b in PIP. So by that time your MSRs should be ready for the QA to do an SPC analysis. So once we're done, we'll get the BAM and TAM giving us our due.
Any questions?
Monday, April 30, 2007
Monday, April 23, 2007
Within Me
Memories, thousand mirrors broken together,
each reflecting within into me,
Light streaming through coloured panes,
darkness seeping away softly.
Through the swells of time,
I wade further, careless, with no boundary,
battles feasted upon, emotions strummed to,
to become un-whole me.
Vast realms, wild and tilled,
enclosed within, a spirit in search, in vain,
Reason and Belief, did You guide me?
or was it laid before, my surreal lane?
I turn to the horizon, to where I cannot see
struggle to turn the page before its done;
waves rushing around, I walk back to now,
later, I shall return to where I came from.
each reflecting within into me,
Light streaming through coloured panes,
darkness seeping away softly.
Through the swells of time,
I wade further, careless, with no boundary,
battles feasted upon, emotions strummed to,
to become un-whole me.
Vast realms, wild and tilled,
enclosed within, a spirit in search, in vain,
Reason and Belief, did You guide me?
or was it laid before, my surreal lane?
I turn to the horizon, to where I cannot see
struggle to turn the page before its done;
waves rushing around, I walk back to now,
later, I shall return to where I came from.
Friday, April 13, 2007
Judas bleeds
it’s Night, dark, and i'm running, from them, from it. Fast, that the air burns my nostrils as i inhale. But i’m not stopping, i can’t. The silver coins jingle and chime as my legs carry me to nowhere. Why did i do what i did……… The darkness around me, doesn’t seem to scare me, rather it hides the eyes that bore my soul. Searing pain’s shooting through my legs and my lungs burn for want, but i can’t stop, i can’t.
Arghh…. The bloody tree root, i’ve fallen hard, and i don’t want to get up. My face’s on the ground, the dust being blown away, and enters my mouth. My resin-like saliva mingles with the dust, but i lay there, feeling my heart beat against me, like a caged animal. My legs shiver with faint, but i don’t feel any of these. i see His eyes, with pain and anguish, yet abandoning Himself as i came near Him.
i break the thought as i get up to run away from me, only to fall again, harder this time, since i can no longer feel myself. Do i feel remorse at what i have done? No; No, i don’t think i do. i’m rich, my silver coins, they will keep me safe. i can buy land and grow food, and become richer. He did preach, maybe He was different from the rest, but will that satisfy when my hunger beckons? i don’t know, maybe… Why did He have to be against them? All of us could have done things together. it’s His fault…… is……it…?
The coins jingle with every move i make, reminding me, i did it….. why did i do it? He loved me, just like any of them. Did i think that he didn’t? why?
The coins splatter around me as i turn on my back, my clothes clinging to me, as i do. i cough, choke with my dust-laden saliva, and His cry pierces my ears, and i try to scream, but nothing happens. i try to cry, but no tears come. i crumble into myself, listening to His cries, as they whip Him, tearing his skin.
i cant close my eyes, for i see His pained eyes, as i kissed His cheek, showing them who my Master was. i hear his desolation as He spoke; did he know i was going to do my heinous act?
i hear the sun rise, its rays screams into my eyes, showing me what i have done, my act, He died because of me….
Forgive me Master.
Arghh…. The bloody tree root, i’ve fallen hard, and i don’t want to get up. My face’s on the ground, the dust being blown away, and enters my mouth. My resin-like saliva mingles with the dust, but i lay there, feeling my heart beat against me, like a caged animal. My legs shiver with faint, but i don’t feel any of these. i see His eyes, with pain and anguish, yet abandoning Himself as i came near Him.
i break the thought as i get up to run away from me, only to fall again, harder this time, since i can no longer feel myself. Do i feel remorse at what i have done? No; No, i don’t think i do. i’m rich, my silver coins, they will keep me safe. i can buy land and grow food, and become richer. He did preach, maybe He was different from the rest, but will that satisfy when my hunger beckons? i don’t know, maybe… Why did He have to be against them? All of us could have done things together. it’s His fault…… is……it…?
The coins jingle with every move i make, reminding me, i did it….. why did i do it? He loved me, just like any of them. Did i think that he didn’t? why?
The coins splatter around me as i turn on my back, my clothes clinging to me, as i do. i cough, choke with my dust-laden saliva, and His cry pierces my ears, and i try to scream, but nothing happens. i try to cry, but no tears come. i crumble into myself, listening to His cries, as they whip Him, tearing his skin.
i cant close my eyes, for i see His pained eyes, as i kissed His cheek, showing them who my Master was. i hear his desolation as He spoke; did he know i was going to do my heinous act?
i hear the sun rise, its rays screams into my eyes, showing me what i have done, my act, He died because of me….
Forgive me Master.
vivo vixi victum
buried alive, i claw in my grave,
to get out or in remorse, i know not;
i wish i'd die, but Fate has decided and She gave,
this darkness, i reap, which i have sought;
Ecstasy and Agony, brothers in arms, why?
why grasp together in life, and shatter wats there?;
tears and inflictions, my chains, close to me they lie,
is this is my doin?, if so, can i wipe 'em away?
rooted deep, Fear, embalms useless me,
Your blazoned pike stir my scarred remains;
Earth, burdened by what i was, and still shall be
hate blissfully given, into my never-ending bane.
Breath given, to be, and to give
echoes of Pain, through you, i shall live.
to get out or in remorse, i know not;
i wish i'd die, but Fate has decided and She gave,
this darkness, i reap, which i have sought;
Ecstasy and Agony, brothers in arms, why?
why grasp together in life, and shatter wats there?;
tears and inflictions, my chains, close to me they lie,
is this is my doin?, if so, can i wipe 'em away?
rooted deep, Fear, embalms useless me,
Your blazoned pike stir my scarred remains;
Earth, burdened by what i was, and still shall be
hate blissfully given, into my never-ending bane.
Breath given, to be, and to give
echoes of Pain, through you, i shall live.
Sea, sands, life and guitar
Spent another day strumming to a few strangers. Not to mention the rest....Had woken up with a bang going on my head; resolved, uselessly, not to party this hard. Ran into Padre Antonio, and was given a impeachment from the books of heaven for not going for mass. Even He should know that Saturdays are meant for partying. Ya, I know; even Mondays and Tuesdays. Thurs.. Alrite, so I party a lot. Now u knw y my resolution's gudy. Ostriched my head into my straw hat and slept thru noon, with the waves splashing by. My trusted partner lying next to me, letting the sands soothe us. Unlike people say about the sea, I think its the sands that soothen our troubled spirits on the beach. Hmm... That should bring another song...Got up when it started getting cooler, I must have some temperature alarm set in me. Dragged myself to the nearest bonfire, and assessed the crowd around. These people are so nice, and happy, why do they come here to enjoy? Is it a change of place? or timezone? Somebody started humming, I started strumming and crooning, with the people joining in.... Felt bored after sometime, and came awayLuv life, my guitar, the sands and the sea.... Today's another day....
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