Friday, December 28, 2007
The cool wind at a winter night, rustling though the trees!
The peace of the late hour, the free flowing thought process!
Lesser disturbances and all the agreements with mother nature!
Makes the long relaxing walk at late hours more soothing than the cozy sleep in a warm blanket after a tired day!!
That's what I am relishing on these days... :)
"The Late Night Walks"
He was never ready to accept her proposals....
May be he did wrong, may be he was right...
But while parting, she gifted him a book titled "Anything for you...." by Tushar Raheja.
In return he also gifted him a book which goes by the name of "Almost Single" by Advaita Kala.
After a month during a casual talk on phone, they realized, coincidentally the title of books matched exactly to their responses for each other and the respective thoughts.
Friday, December 21, 2007
My friend's girl friend calls him "mohabbat man"... how sweet that is or how wierd is it? U can ask youself anything. But what when some friend asks you "koi GF bani teri??"
Whatever u may reply... I simply said "naa, mere bas ka nahi hai"
The female friend of mine continued "Arey yaar pata koi"
and i instantly rubisshed her questions + thoughts..
A junior met, asked "kya yaar, koi Girl friend to banao"
And I along with all ma single friends laughed, giggled and rubbished his thoughts too...
Two days before...
One of my friend's friend wanted me to introduce to few girls in college
Oh my God, now thats real crazy thing...
A close friend--- "kya kiya tune ab tak NIFT mein?? Koi GF nahi??"
me "bas yaar...koi mili nahi or say not ma cup of tea, may be not smart enough"
uuffffff....... If having a girl adjacent to you is so important than why did God made them in scarce and than fitted them with high headedness.... If this was not enough, further he created so many of them who are Homosexuals...aaawwwwhhh...
If God had to do all that, than atleast he must provide us (single men) with an answer to cope with these kind of rubbish questions. Now, being shot down by such questions every next moment is somethng thats difficult to take or cope with
Girls...ummmm... they look beautifull but what beyond that....????
Me purely a straight guy, do love fairer sex. but thats not on my mind always. The world's going wierd as if thats the last thing left on the crust of earth.... but there's lot more ;)
Life's awesome to be a single too. Not trying to figure out till how long..... but m loving it (minus the times when posed with these difficult questions)
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Decision making delima still persists in life...
Have been sleeping very late and getting up late too ;)
Supposedly last vacations before corporate world sucks me in....
So, have many things to do...., have to, have to do max...
Have been having fun since last 30 hours and it will contiue till good number of days........touchwood
Desperately need friends for a cozy winter afternoon CP walk and light, lighter, lightest coffee talks :)
:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) good mood
Saturday, December 15, 2007
After doing all those submissions and completing projects..
Despite meeting neerly all deadlines... it feels as if m still in the inertia of those heavily loaded, overloaded, buisy days. Those sleepless nights seem to have taken a toll, body doesnt want to sleep... but mind is so sleepy and non reactive.... it feels a bit irritating!! Feels like a dried bunch of leaves hanging on tree, ready to fall coz hanging seems so energy consuming.
these are some more strange moments of life.... The hard work did pay off. Project, presentations, submissions all went good, strong and strangely I met all the deadlines this time. But whats bothering me, am trying to figure out.
College is nearly over now, last sem includes just an internship.... A month long break I have, may be the last one; so, so, soooo.... dear to me.... need evolve a lot... Feel like lazing around a lot... also feel like doing so much... feel like learning, doing, mutating for every aspect of life... Feel like making this one month long vacations as big as possible...
But before everything else, feel like sitting with frnz in a coffee launge and enjoying the coziness of those plush seatings :) , friendship's warmth and ofcourse creamy frothy strong hot coffee..... li'l looking around will be added benefit ;) (yup, u got it right).... ha ha ha... strangely, too inactive to laugh even
Saturday, December 8, 2007
My two wives :)
I was all over them, riding them like no one ever did
Married 'Thunderbird' in year 'A' while having an affair with 'Harley FXDF'...
trust me this second girl has got the ability to turn you on any moment ;)
She is a wild..... can make u go nuts all over...
You can't resist touching it when it passes by you
And, with time the affair went stronger, and we got touchy feely ;)
and the wifey despite fights became understanding ;)
than proposed 'harley FXDF FAT BOB', she accepted :)
'Wifey Enfield' agreed for polygami :P
Married 'Harley FXDF FAT BOB' and I had two beauties...
Happy I was and happy were two babes,
till the time papa came and told me to get up and get ready for college
he shouted "exam nahi dena kya aaj??? Uth aur college ja, bike dhyaan se chalana"
Happy ending to a happy dream...
Reverse Countdown for first wife starts today....
bet it baby, will own u by end 2008 :))))
Till than lemme fantacize uninterruptedly :)))))
Trust me and click the pics, u'll be turned on the way I am... do that and feel the heat....aaaaaaahhhhh..... ha ha ha :D
and i am unable to catch all that..
at times i compare my life with others'
at times i try to catch up with them
at times i project myself to match them
i strive and struggle to reach near them..
and in all that i tend to forget my own identity
my own individuality in search of others's excellence getting lost
too much looking at them... too much.....
and the individuality struggles to find 'my very own...'
I pause, sit aside, do nothing and try to catch up with the world...
trying to get all what i want, while keeping ma bum stable on the bed
it feels as if it's a fight between two forces, two gravities
the force of reality and the force of dream....
but all m able to do is "to do nothing"
Tooooooooo muchhhhh it is
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Friends... Doston... Mitron...
This awesome, amazing, terrific, stupendous and ma all time favourite song only for you all...
You r cherished :)
Anup Rajaiah R.
Bolisetti Srilakshmi (you too)
Bhushan Vijay Gawai
Ettishri B. Rajput
Naveen Kr. Jindal
Prerna Khamesra [u were not here still somehow miss u...ha ha. They call it crazyness ;) ]
Rajath Rajaratnam R.
Rohit Khatri (mere liye bhi please)
Shyam Bahadur (tu bhi dost)
Supriya Eknath Bhandare
and few more (not mentioned)
ab to botol shotal kholo yaar :)
will miss ya all......
Muaah Muaah ;)
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Monday, December 3, 2007
Few things keep the ease at bay........
they dont deserve to be here for any more day........ :)
And so that heavy, heavy.....very heavy blog is gone :)
to make me feel lighter, lighter n virtually very lighter which I have tried since long :P
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Cool snaps taken while being with cool people, worth remembering :)
1) Strangely amazing day and the cup of coffee I don't want to forget. Coffee @ Costa CP, 18/11/2007
2) Fiery Brandy Gulab Jamun @ Punjabi by Nature with one of the most trustable frnd, 3/11/2007
Life has gone strangely wrong in last few days..... putting ur ass on a bed and surfing net illogically for maximum hours in four days will realise how a pretty decent brain can get terribly distorted.
Anyhow... "We celebrated 'fuckhik day' last Saturday.... ha ha...
now whats this new shit called 'fuckchik'....
that's a question in your mind and so did a gal asked me.... 'Boy, wts this fuckchik'....
followed by another question from her 'what do we do on this day?' and me along with ma frnz burst out laughing and replied 'we deal it the way we deal with Roseday, chocolateday and all other days'....... she blushed, giggled, turned and walked away smiling with thots filled inside her.
Real situation before that wasn't so interesting it was a day when the things went awfully wrong that too very early in the morning. It was the WORST presentation ever delivered by me :(
Nothing better to name a day as 'fuckchik day' when it starts on a fucked up note.
But the day ended with a soothing light dinner along with similar light chats with two frnz @ Choko La, Khan Market. The only thing which wasn't soothing but tantalizingly hot were those two pretty girls sitting right across our table in open terrace restaurant. The American sweet corn spoiled with chutney and masala @ Lajpat Nagar was also amazing as always.
....... Zoom.... the day's another highlight was speedy biking @ 95-100 kmph and the fastest journey from home to college in straight 17-18 minutes.............awesummmm :)
hmmmm...... see 'fuckchik' day dint go that bad
Monday, November 26, 2007
It's a geniune effort to make blogs a li'l more generic, and more close to all those lovely friends who sparkle ma life.
Nandu's birth was necessary to make people realize that what all I have written or m gonna write have orwill have fiction. So, keep quizzing..... coz even m not sure that ma past blogs were reality or fictious....$%^&@#$>?*<
Nandu is a person who thinks a lot, and his thoughts.............gosh lets not even talk about them. He's the one frequently flummoxed and jinxed in his own thots. But he has always tried to benchmark the best and thats been his life, always trying to be "someone". He is a good achiever and a good looser too. Enjoys smallest achievements and gets bogged down by any loss and still accepts it but not without pondering over that for years :P. He is sometimes a super lazy, who creates laziness around and make things to crawl, than shouts "Who cares... I enjoy sluggishness". Other times he runs around as if his life has been mechanised to slog.
A God fearing Nandu loves to be a modern 21st century dude and at the same time enjoys his own culture and traditions. Nandu loves to hang around with friends, he loves to explore the world, the new eating out places..... At times he also adores loneliness. He is crazy for sports. He loves to win like anyone else. Nandu loves so many things which we all do and he hates all that we don't like. Nandu is similar to me at times and other times he is your reflection.
Coz he's a my child, he'll definitely imitate ma life in several ways but not always.... He'll be a blend of fiction and reality..... He might imitate all what we fantasize, he might be the hero or villain of your dreams. Nandu when having modern touch will become "Nendy"
Here starts "the journey of Nandu".... u never kissed me good luck but can always kiss this baby to start with enough luck that will outlast all tough times.... YO!!!
Monday, November 19, 2007
Hufffffff....Heavy stuff that was...need a bottle of gyaan or gin....Gyaan is here but the gin is missing :(
However much we have to do, we don't have to be in a hurry. Our whole way of life militates against this today. Our civilization has developed a mania for speed, careening out of control in the fast lane of life -- a race with no prize and no way of winning. One sure sign is that no one has enough time. Another is how many of us are always hurrying to be late. Everyone seems to be trying to fit more and more into the same 24 hours. That is the paradox: we hurry faster and faster only to find we have less and less time. Have you noticed that when you try to fit more into a day, you're likely to go through the whole day late?
It's a time I must get down, dream, woolgather, fantacize and finally sleep to wake up again :)
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Twice the guy was ridiculus in past. He did talk rubbish stuff but never had guts to do that. The girl simply loved him despite the fact that she called him 'Lusty'. I am troubled to understand Y she called him lusty when he never even touched her... Even the guy brooded over the fact that he cared for her as a good friend and guided him, still was named lusty. Just talking about the shit doesnt mean that all such things are the only things that he can think of???? He's not crippled with horns and sex in his mind. Guys have been like this since long, they'll stay like this, we all know this, don't we?...but they are also sensitive to countless issues of life.... I SCREAM and YELL, hey u all girls out there "GUYs at times are more sensitive than u all" ....huh..
The guy and the girl meet and spend good time for the first time, they pack up fast food and eat that while sitting between the dogs and bitches in a strangest park in the town. The passing by time feels cozy to both of them, leave apart the off guarded stance when posed with awkward questions from each other. Weather creates a magic, they are off gaurded and get touchy. They talk a lot on all the issues.... lighten up the mood and shed the burden of botherations in career. They talk every possible shit, sit in every possible pose...hug and kiss to sign off.
Naaaaahhh...... before girl goes out of his life they spend an hour over a Posh cuppa coffee and the philosophies, pranks, jokes cuddle those li'l tears falling off her eyes. They exchange (gift each other) a book and wish each other luck...... Relationship which never started ends there but the diffrences still sustain.... The guy's guilty and he accepts that (may be coz the girl thinks so...ha ha..)...
The one who loved will be flying out of the life of "the one who was loved"......... gr8
In the world where we all are struggling, striving and hunting for that li'l attention and importance, guy consider's himself lucky to have all that. In return all he could gift her was the care and few boundaryless hours and the crap philosophies for that much needed strength when she felt low... oops did I told his non veg SMSes sent to her???
Hats off to people who dare to dive in to love someone and stay dedicated........ Hats Off
"Above all is a blend of fiction and reality".... and it's meant to hurt no one...
Life has taken a toll on me...coz I have been sensitive to issues of relationships be it friendship or anything beyond that. To an extent I have evolved with that and still trying to do so. Hope we all do that for the good :) Coz this gift by God called 'LIFE' deserves a lot more than philosophical shit... It deserves to be taken lightly at times and still not surrendering urself to the worst situations. Philosophy kisses the dustbin and the fun prevails... "FUCK TOUGH TIMES"
The fun must go on >>>>>>>>>
Life was going good.... Y the hell it took another turn? And than y a person is bothered by my blog? Whatever I write, I write for maself..... Whatever I write is by me, for me and never targeted to hurt anyone. People out there, do whatever but please don't try to influence what I do with ma blogs. Its very personal and stays with me in ma good and bad times.... Let me be what I want to be, atleast here. Let me breathe freely coz at times the real world sucks... Let me fly, drive and ride ma blog in a manner I wan't to..... It's a humble request. My blog does not scream, yell and shout.... It's not for the whole world... not hundreads or thousands of people read it, and those who read it, they do forget it as soon as ma new blog comes up.... It's just an arena for me to shout whatever I want, be it fiction, reality or fantacy..... My life is ruled by different people at different times. At times m forced to do what I dont want... Its influenced smtimes by teacher, faculty, friends, parents, mob, society, traffic... other times by the rules, regulations, prohibitions, values, emotions and anything else. Lemme speak ma heart here.....don't bound me.... I deserve few easy, untangled, unbounded, free, least troubled breaths......
Saturday, November 17, 2007
She (Wife) was ill and out of order for last 16 days or so... I stayed away but the bigger thing is that I din't mis her. I had enough time to do so many other things. And I literally enjoyed slow pace of life without wifey. Now when she is back but in irregular shape, slowed down a bit..... n m talking about this "Tata Indicom broadand connection" which is back and so is maah bloggy. It deefinately took a toll on me to get her back in the real shape. Those endless calls to customer care people and than verbally torturing those chaps.... Wifey.... itne nakhre mat dikhaya kar yaar.
Love, Infatuation, Crush and similar things.... Have no idea why do these things keep haunting our lives. Sometimes feel all this is shit other times feel deprived of these emotions...STRANGE..
Those whom we love never accept us and those who love us never get acceptance from us and the vicious circle keeps revolving.....
This blog is dedicated to a girl who's been loving 'him' since long and still does. So much she loves that she's ready for.... Naah, God forbid 'he' shouldnt even think of all that.... God the guy needs strength, strength for her and his own good. God keep them away from evil...
She's been always there, her SMS or call pop up in his cell at anytime. Even he has relied on the girl to share few not common things of his life..... But He does not love her, neither commited her any such thing.
The real crazy to real senti stuff all has been shown to him by her. The Wierdest defination of love, the craziest way to spell it and the sentimentalest defination too. She's been jotting and sending him all.
He has always taken her lightly but never taken "for granted". Neither used nor exploited her for any selfish ulterior motive. All this coz he has been through daunting failure of a relationship, hence values human emotions and the girl's too. The boy knows that she always needed a support to survive and move in this jungle of wild animals. The girl is in Delhi far from her parents in another dinstant town... She's struggled a lot as does everyone else but she has done it all alone.
Now her expectation from him is that, he be her boyfriend for one day rather for 4-5 hours....coz the very next day she'll move back to other city, as this city might haunt her coz she couldn't get him or something else. The Babe wants to write a new confident story in the other metro of the country... She's confident today, appearing for CAT tommorow. Talked to him very confidently (not a usual scene since last one year), want's to hug him and before retiring on her bed she sends him a message "I Wan't you to love me for sometime.. I need it" and it left him in a delima of all sorts.....
Confused and a bit fucked up he is.... coz her struggle of life for years and dedicated love of more than 500 days will shift out of this city to other Metro. He can't commit and he won't but than he wants her to be happy the way he has kept all those who ever gave him importance...... Confused and fucked up he moves into his blanket to take deep breaths...
.....and the life moves on....
Monday, November 5, 2007
Trust me that was fun, elation, pain, sense of Acheivement, "Did It" Attitude
Day before, Golguppa shots (flavoured vodka filled golguppas) were awesome fun.... Flaming Brandy Gulab Jamuns (Gulabjamuns with flaming Brandy+Sugar Syrup) were too good too... everything was "Yo" just that bill made ma pocket bit too lighter....
Strawberry is back n we have already started measuring Delhi's roads on Bike..... Zap... n we were in Lajpat just for a boiled corn and 8 Pieces of momos :) Me n ma sis always cook unusual crazy stuff...exactly the way we did all morning n mum couldn't do anything apart from yelling, shouting and screaming....we were still on with our crap...... Yo sissy, we make a great combo :) Love YU!!!
Now "Musky" (me) is working hard for mum's cause too... she wanted him too do 'that' n zap he was in Chandni Chowk. Just that for his fun he did a lot more than wt was asked. He scrolled n explored Diwali delights in Big Crowdy, n Small still crowdy lanes of Chandni Chowk n Ol Delhi...
Chat with Madmon (Someone's hunting for a guy..ha ha) was stangely refreshing, exactly the way he's been chatting with Mri since last few days....
He admired Nice, sweet, beautiful pics of a frnd, He admired his own Marathon Pics....He loved n cared his sis... He made his sis read his secrets....He chatted crazy stuff with a junior over a cup of coffee, Junior's father is a sub inspector. So they chatted unusual crazy stuff too ;) Probably they gonna watch a free movie in PVR (Coutsey: Police Wala's).
After Leadership Woes n Team Spirit Trouble, he is again Woolgathering (see the real meaning)....He's back to fun, courtsey:good ol frnz, and dearest strawberry sissy...not to forget mum's been always pulling him out from dull n lul moments....
All is fun......
Movies while bunking college.
Watching Less watched Movies that too all alone [with those who also come all alone ;) , strangely it was a girl this time...LOL]
n the foodie is back on exploring the food be it on streets or on the bestest restaurants.... He's back :)
Life's Crazy n so m I
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
I have been doing....... Ya have been doing....keeping buisy..
When they ask "what all you did the whole day?"
A sudden answer pops up "Newspapers + jogging + Idiot box + virual world+ classes + cellphone + Magzines" ......as if life's been starngled into these few things.
And the outcome... just that am older by a day or two.... Life's moving good, but it's just moving good.... n u get bored coz of predictability too.... Aaaaah, as if m searching for a reason to yell.....
Shit apart, two days back marathon thingy was awesome...half of the country was running. The 80 year chap from a nearby village was running with a dhoti tied and stick in his hand. Mod autny was trying to keep Gucci propelry placed on her eyes, sweat was bothering her a lot, make up should stay atleast till she crosss finish line. The orthodox one was trying to keep her dupatta in position. Uncle was getting flirty with his neighbour. Airforce men found a 'mem' to talk to, and she happily chatted while jogging. Notorious ones were treated well by thullas spread all over. And me... was running with dreams of ma own :) It was as if everyone found a new mantra of fitness . It took me 36 minutes 35 seconds to cover 7 plus kilometers and the goosebumps stayed a bit longer. This twist in normal lifestyle was amazing.... but now the marathon fever's gone... what next???
Presentation on Minor project went good. Madura din't find me suitable and dropped me... "Ramp Cricket Cup" din't considered us worthy to posses it, we lost finals. But the pat on the back even by unknown girls proved that I din't played that bad :) "Jab We Met" was so so.... Sunday's coffee with that new 'so called frnd' was rubbish experience.
What now...... this 'frame of 80 plus kg enclosing a skeleton' needs something new every moment, every second... It feels that if the passion is not leaked out time to time, than m gonna blast... wtever... the current issue bothering is "Leadership Woes"
"Leadership" the over hyped word is sucking ma head. Last few days have realised me a new dimension of this word n m wondering, pondering, thinking a lot about it.... the way I think about any other trivial issue... but this time the issue looks worth thinking over.... Can I get something out of it for maself....???
N the things on ma mind is "Leadership Woes" & "Where am I heading"....
and I end coz we'll have more of random very soon......
Monday, October 22, 2007
AND HE WENT NUTS
He aalong with his frnd picked barricade from Ansal Plaza's gate and ran on bike lik anything.........they went mad....did that crazy funny mad stuff. The idea popped up when they had to give 15 rupees for a bike parking, but the bike had no more than 2 wheels.... Whatever the prank was tooooooo good for them to digest easily :D
He feels like becoming a Dream of his own, feels like being a child on the roll.
Hes feel like doing big crazy stuff, feels like touching infinity of the wits.
Feels like walking hand in hand, singing a song all day long,
He feels like kissing his mum, hugging dad and carrying sis all along!!
He feels like jogging 22 Km, Cycling 100 KM, smashing the shuttle till it ruptures,
Feels like spinning the ball till oponent walks out and the ball fractures!!
He feels like Yelling, Shouting, Screaming and playing all day long and all night strong
Coz "HE" cudn't play the TT match, which will be missed for long, long, long.....
"HIS"feelings not that bad.......deffinately enjoying and having fun,
that's Y maddy is doing this blog till 2:30, working on since one!!
exactly the way she said "Sprite Bujhaaye only pyaas, Upar ka sab bakwaas......"
Feel Like Sleeping..... not before making everyone smile
Love U all
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Whats the uniqueness of "CRUSHES"...... U can even have ten at a time :)
and thats y crush is far better than Love.....
Some say that crush is for 'FOSLAs'......ohhh sorry, i dint tell u the meaning of 'FOSLA'.... Its "Frustated One Sided Lovers Association"....
But crushes are the real things to be cherished....the positives over love include
1) Saving lots of moolah, as u spend less on the bitchy addiction of your life :P
2) Than you save some hair, as indulgence in fights with girl friend or girl friend's secondary and tertiary lovers skews down to nill.
3) You can enjoy many together (crushes). You can have unadulterated or can gulp down a cocktail
4) You stay attentive whereas the Love makes you dull....the boring romanticism takes toll on your wit, humour, health and wealth...... you stay no more agile....
5) You don't become Lazy....comfort of love makes you lazy bum...In love you search for your lover even for lifting your ass from a bed. And thoughts for bigger tasks are too big deal to handle
6) You stay alert to hunt a new animal. Coz until you fall for someone and get a realization of rude realities, you desperately stay on with your search ... All this while, you develop an armour of knowledge, wit and physique that lovers can never posses
7) You become more vulnerable to attacks by wild sexy crazy animals in this human jungle called cosmopolitan world. And in your dreams you all admire that. "We all like to be liked"
8) You can flirt anytime, anywhere with anyone and don't get hurt even if you are cought wrong footed in any situation ;)
9) You don't need to give reasons for every shit you do... Independence is great like no other thing
I have more reasons but those might not bring that li'l giggle on your face. And I pause, advice you to see movie "Dil Dosti Etc." If you are young, than its worth watching, stay away if you an oldie
Today morning saw "Dil Dosti Etc." at Fun Cinema, V3S mall, East Delhi. Few called me 'boring' and the girl at ticket counter too wanted to say smthing similar but she stopped at raised eyebrows and asked me twice "Just one ticket sir?". I felt like sweetly taunting "two back row, corner seats if you are coming with me". All that happened coz I saw it alone. But, I had no time and wasnt that much adjustable to wait for others to watch it with me. I alone enjoyed it to fullest, it's a movie that deserves more than pity ratings given to it in reviews. A stroll in the mall with the thoughts abt the instances in movie made ma day awesome..... and on the top of it, back home mummas stomach full of Gobhi paranthas is a Luxury thats worth flaunting anytime :P
I enjoyed my singledom, simply cherished it, I was in my own tunes. Even ma walk was so arrogantly independent.... I simply enjoyed it. It does feel like having someone for u and with you always, but being single isn't that boring. And I know, I love myself more than anyone else. And so do we all. Thats y m pampering myself these days ;)
And at last India fucked Australia in every position...... Chaps, m talking about 20-20 cricket :P
Feel like smooching someone, it's no one else but ma bloggy ;)
Muaaaah Muaaaah bloggy ..........Smack
Love you all
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Should I write about, the 100 plus kilometer bike ride that I had today and the strange things that kept happening all the way... Should I write about papa's return from official tour and all the goodies he brought with him... or should I write about argument with mama which I had yesterday and wasn't easy to get over with... Should I write about the old frnz whom I met today... or should I write about people's raised eyebrows on ma new project on Carbon Credits in Apaarel Manufacturing???
Should I write about Manufacturing unit I visited today or should I write about the '1st India Market Week of exporters', I'll be visiting this morning. Should I write about ma frankness with teachers or should I write about never ending disturbance with few of ma real good frnz.... Should I write about the tens of frnds that are becoming part of ma life every month or should I write about those with whom distances are always expanding???
I am struggling from inside to choose what to do and what not to do...... It's obviously not ma hunt for being a perfectionist but it's deffinately a struggle to get to know what I really need????????????????????????????????????????????????? This time these many question marks are more intentional than the lines I have jotted above.......
Should I Read "Freakonomics" or Should I read "Lance Armstrong's biography", should I complete leftover articles in this weeks newspapers or should I pick up new business world??? Should I meet him or should I meet her?? Should I think this way or that way......write a blog about this or that..........
Dear Bloggy, trust me...m doing so much that was not imagined by neither me nor people around me, even if they ever imagined than that must have been a hollow pipe dream. Still, man still m lacking something.....m lacking that quick decision making power, m lacking that confidence which I need at every moment to be agile.... I know that m putting in lotta effort but I seriously don't know where is that heading?????????
Don't know what I am searching for. But the search is deffinately not worth going forward with. This search for a someone/ something external in ma life must end, right now, right here. In past I have been hypocrytic with similar decisions but this time............hopefully....
Even the efforts can go in vain, let that not happen. Am on a new high let it help in climbing further n not assist in stumbling. C'mmon Rohit........
And than I have always known..... "Winners are those who confide in themselves"!!! Ameen.....
Atleast somewhere the clarity prevails, am dam sleepy and have to get up early. So the only option is to sleep. And the confusion is clear...... m not gonna create so much trouble. Am gonna sleep on ma spongy bed while kissing and hugging ma pillow for a sweet night minus all the rubbish thoughts :)
Sunday, October 14, 2007
From college we went to see Nizam's jwellery worth 25000,0000000 .......I know it's difficult to count zeroes.... It's '25 thousand crore'. The biggest wardrobe in the world, the 1Kg gold coin, one of the biggest diamond called 'Jacob' and those prettiest wives ;) .Nizam possesed all. Now he needs no more appoval of being rich. The other day Manish Arora, yup famous designer Manish Arora took our class, a guest lecture from him. He showed us all the wierdest collections of his....ha ha....kidding, he showed us his recent collection which was on ramp in recently concluded Paris Fashion week. I still wonder how can one think of doing such crazy garments......a garment weighing 45Kg. Now u judge, that's a work to be done by blacksmith or a fashion designer??? A 45 Kg Dress on that girl, she's li'l broader than a bamboo stick... Anyone else does it or not but all ma sympathy is with her for that herculien effort.
And we have been learning all this in a subject, part of our course curriculum. Isn't it amazing?? Well Life in NIFT has been like this only......
I have seen it all, I have learnt it all....
The girls' visible thongs and those rock songs...
I have seen it all and I have learnt it all....
The minis, the micros and the cleaveges beneath those super deep necklines,
On any other day I wud have wondered on such existences,
On any other day I wud have raised my eyebrows on such instances!
but here I have seen it all and I have learnt it all....
The Gays and the lesbo's
Earlier, could only relate it to Television or Western countries,
Now it's very regular as it's happening in ma own neighbourhood boundaries!!
The grass, the dope and the feeling of 'no one will suffer',
The speed of life is approaching from fast to blur!!
It's speedy and pacey out here, one needs lotta grit to pause and breathe!!!
I have learned it all and I have seen it here....
I have seen it all and I have learnt it all....
Benevolent attitude is nearly tramelled,
Girls and glamour rule the world here ;)
Galmour is irresistable, sacrosanct and all fused in the air!!
Even Morons and Nerds get their share of fame...
And so do I....... It's so artificial even when telling a name!!
I am Learning it all, I am seeing it all....
Sometimes I doubt it is girl or a boy...
Sometimes it feels strange to be next to them with all the confusing thots in mind,
Sometimes it feels amazing to see such existence,
People like that exist here, and that existence is cherished
It initially looks like a salvos, but freedom is nicely inundated
Not only indulgence with fun and wierd glamour
but many people do fall in love everyday,
many go on for long run and few stumble on a very first day,
They ponder, they brood and they do cry like others,
they are arrogant confident but they do shy like others!!
Emotions here look very wierd but they do exit like anywhere,
people do look laidbak, but something, somwhere exists which even they tend to care ;)
Ooops.... Did I tell you about the Live in Relationships which are not uncommon.....
Ohhh, I din't, never mind there's much to be revealed about this adopted pet culture here....This story might be put in dedicated blog some other time. coz, even u need time to gulp down so much.....take ur time to digest...
It looks as everything is zooming
and if not zooming than flying
And if not flying than jumping or rocking or stomping...
but the world here is very different from the world that was in ma engineering college
All this was anticipated but much of it went beyond
Whatever it is, it's being loved and enjoyed
This odyssey will not continue for long but I am still left with enough time
Till than, I am Learning it all, I am seeing it all and I am lovin it all....
Above mentioned is just a part of what happens in n around this place...
A lot more is still shrouded in ma words n in ma heart!!
Most become frivolous backed by anecdotes of their lives...
Few go on and do much more serious things.....
I am seeing it all and am loving it all....
Feel like writing till my thoughts cease to exist but than.... In terse "Lot's happening in and around me"
Muaah Muaah zindagi.....
Ma mood is not like this one liner..... Am hating maself for not being able to go to Mumbai for that inter NIFT sports meet. How can I miss something like this, sports have been ma second life. Sports is something on which I have survived. It's the only thing that I loved even when all the chips were down. It's something that always took me out of . Pending work is something that stopped me from going :( ....
Man, m missing it.... I could have played there, took out all ma frustation.......wel although m still taking out ma frustation but m missing not a trip to mumbai but deffinately all the sports and games I always loved to play....
Sports ma love.......muaah muaah..... m incomplete without u!!!
This blog is dedicated to all the sports and games I adore!!!
Saturday, October 6, 2007
My bad mood is being treated nicely....... so somthing new....funnier side of research...
There's nothing like nerd humor to keep the world's problems in perspective. Harvard University once again played host to the Ig Nobel awards. A parody of the Nobel prizes awarding people for scientific inventions that "first make people laugh, and then make them think."
I never thought that there can be a bomb whih will explode only to make opponents 'gay', yes this bomb explodes and activates desire for the fellow fighters........what an amazing trick to counter the aggression of oponents....simple, make them induldge with each other :P
Another one goes like this......... a special vanilla flavour ice cream made from cow dung..........i can never belive this but thats y these people have received big recognition.
For further info on above mentioned, check out Friday, 5th November's MINT Newspaper.
Coz, I can't suffocate myself for long time in this rubbish mood.......
Achha nahi lag raha to kya, achha lagawana padega.... "Rohit, U have no choice of complaining, all you can do is to compete"
So here I go with a strange post, which might suck but might feel nice too.... Kinda trying ma hands on Humour...... So pals, please bear with me ;)
You might survive without other things but 'this' is a bare minimum necessity and the irony is no one talks about it. And if someone tries to do that, than people simply discard that attempt (hope m left this time)
Idea popped up in ma mind when someone commented on a pic in ma orkut profile. Well my hounerable frnz, today's topic is "LOO"!!
We need it, we survive on it, still we hate it.......can there be bigger Irony of life!!!
People in one of the leading retail brand have accepted the truth and the glamour of their lives starts from Loo. In their(a brand operating from bangalore) office, they have used brilliant art work. The doors and everything else is of glass and to keep li'l privacy glasses are painted with sexy girls running around......oops......what soching?.......it's no joke, m true (pics attached, above). If that's not enough than take this....every morning they keep copper tray filled with water dipped flower petals, they keep it in front of the loo..... now they do that intentionally or whatever....they do it (sachi muchi).
The beauty of Loo Only starts from here.... It's a place where you feel so relieved, so relaxed. "Do whatever, no one's gonna disturb me" feeling can be associated with it anytime. When ma Life takes a roller coaster form, when it moves with a blur speed. To be true, than I spend a li'l longer time there, it gives a time to slow down and uninterrupted place to calm and relax.
I remember my last job.... the Loo there was awesome, it had anything and everything. May be they did it to impress buyers, who frequently visited the office. But even I had the luxury to visit that 'peice de art' anytime :)
My boss always kept bitching behind me, she always kept screaming at me......"Rohit, ye kardo", "Rohit, do that", "Rohit, you haven't completed this", "Rohit, go home only after this", "Rohit, go there and get this done"......."Rohit, this......""......Rohit, that.....". Trust me that bitch had lots of energy, she never stopped barking, not even in ma dreams. I could never escape her eyes, I could never escape the work given by her, I could never escape anything. It was terrible......... but.......yes........for my rescue.......their was this awesome LOO. Despite having a loo on second floor(where i had ma seat), i used to go down on first floor of our office, and the reason was simple, to see that "peice de art". There I used to spend good time, icluding taking those long breathes, washing ma face in the basin (obviously) and than again taking deep breaths while looking inside the mirror till I was again ready to bear that barking bitch once again. Those 4-5 minutes of "escape de bitch" moments used to give me enough energy so that I could take on her barkings once more...... May be that was an HR tactic to counter attrition rate
Aaaaahhhh........ It's really nice to have a clean, cool and nice loo around you.......the way I have in ma home, had in ma office and one during ma summer internship. And let's not show sarcasm, the way a person deleted my comment from her community the moment she saw a word "loo" posted by me.......ha ha......
But before that I have something funny to write about.....
And now, even that's gone coz of the kinda mood swing m having.
Obviously, not the best of the mood.
U fly, u enjoy, u give a damn to back biters...... U work hard, U do whatever...
But sometimes, those whom you consider your friend suddenly pose a strange question.
Your so called friend will pop up a hurting statement.....
It's a disturbance, and a big one. Everytime I think that I have learnt something big about managing people, i get a reality check......and it shouts "U still have miles to go".....
It's Ironical that you wake up with the best mood and the all the positive feelings just to realize that it takes few seconds to spoil all that.....
Magzines, Newspapers, Music, Excercise, Jogging, TV, Virtual World and the cellphone happen everyday, and today had a plan to do something different. Now that has been put back by the mood swing.......It doesnt hurt directly.....but it bothers a lot, it disturbs...its a big blockage in working smoothly....
Bache bade ho jaao.........n learn to stay above all this.
man thoda udaas hai aaj......
Kaam bohot pada hai fir bhi kuchh nahi hai karne ko
Achha types nahi lag raha....... Kya karu???
Kabhi Kabhi hota hai ki aapka man karta hai kisi se baat karne ka...lekin koi milta nahi hai baat karne ko.... kuchh waisa types lag raha hai
Till now I used to think that blaming and cursing those who hurt can help in bringing down the issues of life.....but naaaaahhh........kuchh nahi hota....
So, no use of that.......
All good done to them is past, which was forgotten long ago.....
Do good n throw in a pit............shit, shit, shit........
Dost, ye duniya apne hi rang mein rehti hai......
Chal tu bhi lag ja.....
Crib n you'll keep cribbing, smile and you'll be having fun!!!
I had a big faith on these words.....
"The good you do will be forgotten tomorrow, Do good Anyways"
Now, in my mind I have a question mark regarding this.....
Feel exhausted...& a bit too low...but "I have to chose to compete and I can't complain"
Jeck Welch recently quoted in an article.....
"The most creative people can be intellectually complex and emotionaly delicate."
I buy his words and consider myself creative person for now ;) LOL
(Afterall good mood ko to waapas lana hi hai na. Uske bina to kuchh nahi hoga yaar)
Bloggy promise me, that atleast you will not do like this and will stay by my side!!!
Thank you dearest bloggy!!!
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
It was planned this time, I had to acheive more than 7 Km, last eave it wasn't achieved because of those gasses leaking out from ma body :P
But i did run 3.5 km yesterday and all that was tough running to build stamina, and it did tricks today.
I ran till my body felt like it's standing on no frame, till I felt boneless, My body was in unimaginable state. I ran till all people were gone, till the ground was empty, I ran till their was scary silence. I ran till ma heart was pounding, till ma lungs were finding it difficult to take more. I ran till that starnge current starting from ma feet took shelter in ma lower body. I ran hard with desperation and with very few things in my mind. All I knew was that
1) M getting late, mum must be waiting
2) Have to do many assignments
3) and I have to.. have to complete atleast 7.5 Km today
It's one of the greatest sense of acheivement, it's too good when you stand 5.9 feet and weigh 80+ kg still manage to run 8.5 kilometers. Last 300 km was a sprint for my life that was pure muscle power, the man thing. It was pure display of feary passion.I am proud because I ran till I collapsed.
I learned patience and Passion today. All ma physical strength was nothing in front of the patience and passion I could gather for todays jog. Passion I always carried but today, I pledge to add Patience in my armoury. Without patience I could have never achieved it, it needed all the patience to strive all alone and to surpass boredome of going around same place for 17times.
I can say that after effects of running combined with sense of achievement are second best feeling u can have, just next to a human orgasm (ha ha........dont be sarcastic, u know the truth).
So, wait for the best feeling, till than u can do with the second best.......
It was lovely lovely :)
I ran for 8.5 km in 50.4 minutes i.e. 17 rounds of that ground.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Lady Custmer: Is this a sizzler or a bastard's shit???
Is this what you boast as a sizzler?? Sara jala hua hai, it's little better than coal.
Steward: Ma'm, thats the way we serve sizzlers, they are.... (and he is interrupted in between)
Lady Customer: Who the hell u r to tell me about sizzlers, i have eaten these before..
Steward: (completing his last sentence).....they are served real hot and the sizzling dish does makes lower layer a bit like that.
Lady Customer: (fuming) Look at this chap, this new born kid is teaching me...... U %$&#@
Second Customer was listening evrything and was staring in the eyes of this lady customer, he said "arey, agar itna hi bura tha to khane ke baad kyon complain kar rahi ho"
I couldn't hide my giggle, but lady still replied out of her shame, "ismein quantity hi kitni hoti hai, sawa so rupe mein jara sa"
Ha ha...... before steward could reply back manager intervened and made steward to keep mum.
Naaaaaahh, that was my perception......
here comes another uncle ji aka dissatisfied customer number 2. And he sees nothing but his plate and shouts, "ye sizzler hai, ekdum thanda, ismein sizzling kya hai"
Before pity steward could reply, a thought popped up in ma mind, uncle sizzling to aapke peeche line mein khadi hai..... oooops........wrong timing of ma prank.....the conversation was heating up
Steward: Sir aapke saamne banaya hai, thodi der mein thanda ho hi jaata hai.
And he turns bak to call cook, Joy, yaar ismein thodi sizzler sauce aur daal....
Arey, what was that, to my amazement there was a sudden sizzle in that silent assortment of veggies.......
I can not forget the name "Sizzler Sauce", can it be used with dull and boring humans too, specially girls ;)
Thank God, a hot, sassy and tall girl came, was excited to see this dish for the first time in her life (her reaction was like: may be they are making sizzlers the way people make on mars, never seen before). She asked the name and ordred one, with a big smile on her face.. God, she's gonna have good time...yummy yummy....hopefully better than the time spent with her boy friend. After terrible 10 minutes even the steward and manager had something to smile and cherish. They were not at the receiving end this time.
Ooops..... this pleasure was short lived for the people working in Sizzlers, food joint in Spoons, the food court, Great India Place.
They had another big fella standing with a frowning face and the stupidest beared in world, if not in world than atleast in the mall.
The fella said, mera sizzler kahaan hai (spoke exactly the way, those psycho draculas in english movies speak, slow and with terror filled voice, just that "ha ha ha......" was missing)
Steward: Sir, ye raha (pointing to a sizzler which was lying lifeless on the counter, waiting to be picked)
The big fella: (with the same style of speaking)...... ye, thanda sizzler. Agar aisa kuchh khana hota to saamne se ice cream kha leta, mujhe garam chahiye.
Steward: (collecting all his courage) Sir, ye aapke liye hi banaya tha, aap late aaye ho.
And the big fella was fuming, and the hidden moster was about to unleash but here comes the sneaze......... chhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaankhhh............... it was an earthquack that measured "0" on ritcher scale but was very visible in nature. Sizzler sizzled out and was sizzling on the counter and on the floor.
Steward: (Emerging from nowhere in the scene) Very Sorry sir, we'll give you another!!
Aaaaahhhh....... thats what we call customer service, afterall it was a big fault of the food chain :P, they shouldn't give sizzler to customers just before a sneaze
After a long wait, rather a long long wait (although i never realized), came my sizsler, with a fancy name 'Paneer Shashlik Sizzler'. But......... "Where's the paneer?", I asked the steward.
Steward: Sir, waise wo neeche chala gaya hai, fir bhi main aapke liye aur daal deta hu.
He was smiling, no denying the fact was feeling pity about his job also.
Me: Dear, thodi vegetables bhi (Even I deserve some "CUSTOMER SATISFACTION")
And he puts some more veggies in ma sizzler and to my amazement offers me a free cold drink too.
In the mall and food court, I had a good time with my parents. I went there for a weekend outing, and to have some refreshment after a long and tough week with enough work. And we might plan for next week also, may be next to next week also, with my cousin also, with my sister too, with my friends, with my relative and with all........I'll love to be there......but the thought thats in ma mind is that, those stewards, cooks and manager go there everyday. They spend whole day in the same ambience and same surroundings where we want to be, still they mess their life in the issues and terms which we tag as "CUSTOMER SATISFACTION"
So, from next time if you see a steward or a salesman in a store, be nice to them, smile and remember......."THEY TOO WAN"T TO LIVE LIFE BEYOND CUSTOMER SATISFACTION"
and I take long breathe, release myself from all shackles, and tension touches me no more, heading towards the ultimate route to nirvana.........
Love You All
I cannot handle emotional people, who refuse to understand any logic, any reasoning wat so ever..
for as much as i ve lived..i ve realised there wud b ppl in n out of ur life.. n tht its important to not tk things to heart..priorities change with time.. people do fall out of love.. and wen things and times move on..u need to learn to move on.. i ve learnt tht.. no one is important enuf to shake ur confidence..in the end ur all u have..i wudnt want to change tht attitude.. wen people decide to move on..its btr to let thm go..holding on wud just delay the process.. it wudnt really stop it..
Isn't it great??? Well depends on your perception. I always opposed such thoughts but now is the time i must imbibe all this. I'll give it a try, a good one...
4,5,6..... now suddenly it came across my mind that the target was to achieve 10 rounds aka 5 km by September end. So, after completing 6th i thot its not very far, its close. So I mst give it a try, so did I.
7,8,9..... by 8th round, all that happened in the afternoon was in ma mind and than it was disturbing, so running more than 10 was worthwhile to leak out those disturbing thots.
Completed 9th n it was a feeling of acheivement despite trembling legs, than completed 10th n started running hard, sprinting ahead for 11th round cmpleted it while fucking all the frustations of ma life......... heart was pumping hard, not even a single part of ma body was untouched with sweat....... old age people out there for eavening walk, uncles n aunties, guys from gym, few hotties and all the people present there were amazed by the fact that a heavy man is running this much........ few tried to compete also but no one could move beyond 3-4 rounds and I was way ahead for 12th round.
I was alone, desperate to run..... could have managed more than 7 KM. But continuously running for 34 minutes aka 5.9 KM or 12 rounds of the same ground that too all alone became boring and had to stop. Stopped, n had all the goosebumbs, was breathing very heavily, it was pounding...but the sense of satisfaction was overwhelming..
How it feels after running 5.9 Km is nearly same as u feel after doping :) and the feeling stays for a longer time, till the time the blood flow stays on higher end. And after 20-25 minutes it starts cooling but the inner happiness stays intact. All ur hunger for food goes away.
It felt great, such a good feeling, a feeling of acheivement.
M too happy for all this.......
Hurray......Y DON'T U ALL RUN :)
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
i have been doing "balle balle"
....m doing good to great n nothing less
Teachers running after with me with assignments n projects n presentations n m running hard to create never ending distance inbetween those mad chaps n myself.........
M bunking all those never ending classes. M relieved, m relaxed still m li'l vexed n thats the mystery.....
M running hard still vexed up......life's dam buisy, no time for bird watching n thats ma biggest worry...... all girls miss being teased by me....they talk about my inconsistency in this chapter of life.....
Life's good....mum's good, papa's even better, starwberry (my sis) is getting crazier. Also mum papa's kiddish fights on trivial issues is still going strong(Touchwood)......
World's conspiring against me............they all went after me on ma birthday, atleast 3000 people called me that day, but not you :P . Everything in ma house was ringing as a wierd cellphone........ Never mind I can accept delayed gifts n can forget the issue.......
Bas kuchh is types ki hai meri life abhi
Mast hai na???
N I enjoyed reading it again n agian :)
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Got it, the idea of relaxation, the idea of luxury.......
It's been tough out there, continuous competetion sometimes frustates a lot.
What about "Winning Without competing"???? Bet, thats not a bad idea... Idea worth million, na na....... billion dollar.... So here's a billion dollar Idea....
My Idea of Luxury.....
When they all will be attending boring/ interesting lectures (boring or interesting is their own perception). At one corner of the classroom I'll be sitting on a couch with a cup of coffee.... That's what I Call luxury.........and thats winning.......
When they all will be running fast, strangled in gadgets and all the hype. I'll still be sipping that chilled coffee on the couch. Seeing them competing hard and giving there all, I'll be enjoying evrey sip. When competing gets over, I'll be the one who'll decide the winner. No one else but I'll be deciding the winner. That's what I call Luxury.
That's "winning without competing".
How come i have been accepting losses all this while,
that too with this big heart n that great patience.
I WONDER, I wonder from where did I get this amazing patience,
I wonder how long I will continue to loose????
I wonder where was the old real "me" all this while????
I wonder will he come back????
YUP, He will n he has to be back..... after 2-3 years of silence and absorbing/ sustaining/ compromising/ bearing all those shitty things I have to be back... the passion seems to be climbing bit more, as if m getting younger and not older. The heart is again beating as fast as it ever did and it's screaming "WIN" "WIN" "Victory" "Success" .... And brain replies... we will........
Wierd.... as wierd as it could get, isnt it? It's the thought anyone will pass through after going through above lines. But yes, thats what ma heart is yelling out, it's telling me to hook and pull every bouncer bowled at you, its telling me to fire back every bullet aimed at you, its telling me to RUN HARD TO WIN.
India won today's match this happened after India stunned England yesterday. Today Indian team went hard on the hosts "South Africa", Indians not just won the match but threw out South Africa from the tournament. Well..........thats the SPIRIT man..... I know m sounding violently aggressive....ha ha.......Trust me, I wont get real violent......but I even can't control ma passion.
I have been running 4 to 4.6 Km since last 7-8 days and the way hurt pumps blood is perfect for this kind of passion. :) and the better thing is that m loving it, m enjoying it :) Hutch Half Marathon is a 35 days away n m eager to run..... m pumped up with my long distance running and the India's Win (even if they loose next game)
Going back, I can visualise all those years that brought so many changes in me, I used to be the one who never accepted failure. "Rohit", use to cry alone in his hostel room whenever he lost any game/ competetion, he used to fret n frown n brood over smallest loss. All those bets to win, I remember. I remember all those wins in different GD and debate Competetions, Table Tennis, cricket and Football matches. But I can not forget the failures too, it always looked as if my loss was a result of conspiracy, it felt as if i m being targetted by favourism, m being cheated. It gave pain, it hurted, n i was always bruised, used to cry for days till something better happend. I can not forget the days when I couldn't sit for Placements in final year of engineering (coz i couldn't clear one exam). I remember when every one was shocked after a company announced that I'll get 15-20k Stipend plus a chance of PPO (Pre Placement Offer). No one imagined that I'll be the one. But more than that I remember the PPO which I never got and my two other frnz succeeded in getting that. I remember when I was praised for all the good i was doing at job. But more than that I remember when my boss's boss warned me "either ship in or ship out", I remember when our MD warned me "you aren't doing good, concentrate on job and forget trivial issues that are bothering u".
I remember all ma failures more than my successes, coz my failures always bothered me and they still continue to do so.
Till 4-5 years back, i had no idea about how to accept a loss or a failure. All i had in me was that this was mine and i dint get it, there's a big conspiracy and unjustice happening around. And I always brooded over the thought for days n weeks and months. I could never accept when she walked out of ma life. But all these years I have learnt to accept defeats and losses. I have been a good looser. Good Looser: not the one who loves loosing but the one who know's that after loss, accept it, improve, performance and work on negatives. But still it hurts every time I loose. I hurts and it hurts more than the way it normaly does to other people.
I again wanna cry for all those losses which i accepted in these 4-5 years without dropping a tear for them. I wanna cry like mad, wanna brood over all that....... M feeling uneasy, m disturbed, m more passionate, COZ I AGAIN DON'T WANNA LOOSE ANYMORE without hurting myself. I just don't wanna loose every now and than. I wanna hurt myself everytime I loose, I wanna cry and brrod everytime I loose, I wanna get fearsome after every loss, I wanna be a complete WINNER after every loss. I want to come back Hard after any loss. I just dont want to accept any loss easily.
God, give me the power to adjust with realities and the power to win.
God give me Passion to move ahead, like a fiery freak.
God give me the fun thats an outcome of Win.
God after all "patience" which u have been teaching all this while, Give me the "WINS" and "VICTORIES" that I deserve.
PUMPED UP I M!!!
Life might be about fretting and frowning,
It should be about having fun,
It may have bit of crying,
Life's certainly not about loosing all the time,
It's neither about complaining,
It's about competing, it's about surviving all the odds!!
LIFE's ABOUT WINNING
That's what I call controled madness
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
11:50PM Monday Night, "dost 4th september aane waali hai", "hey, just 10 minutes to go", "so ready for the blast?"
11:58PM Monday Night..... first call --> "hey, wish you a Very Happy Birthday"
Mummy papa came and wished me, hugged me, kissed and cared as they always do.
second call --> "I dint forget this time, happy birthday dost"
third call --> " Happy Birthday sweet, May God Bless you, May all your wishes come true"
Fourth Call-->> "Bhaiyya Happy Birthday to you, kya kar rahe the? Fir kal to masti time......haina??"
5th call --> "Kya kar raha tha itni der se?? Hmmmmmm...... ladkiyon se baat kar raha hoga, haan haan ab hum to chhote log hain na, aap to NIFT mein chhokriyon ke beech mein ghire rehte ho....chal Enjoy kar, masti maar, Wish you a very happy Birthday"
6th Call --> "Hello sir, kaise ho...long time no updates, i tried to call u sveral times but got to know that u r in bangalore...aur batao?? ohhh......aur calls aa rahi hain beech mein. chalo I'll call you later.....Wish u a Very Happy Birthday"
7th Call -->>"Aur Rohit kaisa hai?? Happy Birthday dost?? Aur bata kya chal raha hai life mein..... ok ok, catch you later....again many many happy returns of the day"
Tell you....... I was receiving double the number of msgs in between.....
another call, 8th call ...... and the 9th call and the 10th.......11th.....12th, 13th, 14th call, 15th, 16th 17th... and the 18th followed by 19th call, than came the 20th..... the ol school pals, hostel lobby partners, the engineering batchmates, Engg. Serionrs, girlfriend ;) , Engg. Juniors, NIFT friends, chat friends, friends' friends, and friends' friends' friends...... cousins, cousin's friends, friends' cousins and what not......... How can i forget the maasi's, nana, nani, mama, mami, dada ji, Chacha ji, foofa ji, bua, Neighbours, Aunties, Neighbourhood friends, Teachers, ex boss, Mentors and who not....... received calls from all known living human beings on planet earth.
Trust me 4th september was just started and calls kept wringing ma head till 2:30, from most admired to most irritating person everyone called...........wierd world.......those night shifts of their jobs gave them full liberty to bug me at those odd hours :( , they really took ma breath away, jaan nikalti hai to saanse apne aap ruk jaati hain .... chaar baje soya tha main :(
Got up at nine, that too to attend a phone call, "haan yaar thank u very much. chal will get in touch later, i was sleeping. Ok, thanks again"......was about to sleep and here came another, followed by another followed by another, and another and another...........and than i switched off........... Now I was assured that whole world was conspiring against me..... 40 % people have decided to shoot me down by emails and SMSs and rest 60% were targetting my brain through my ears. They kept calling and calling. I know, I have irritated them a lot, have bugged them like anything and have never missed any chance to make fun of them but this was just too much.
GIVE ME A BREAK............. atleast lemme have a glass of water.......
Mum, m going to CROSSWORDS (a book shop in a nearby mall), hope can find some peace in books......Ufffff...... amidst that silence where people were screwing their heads by sinking their fucking souls in those sucking books, i also found a spongy couch in a corner and sunk ma ass in that. (ma words are simply a result of the shock treatment world was giving me)
The moment I put ma ass on the leather covered sponge, it again vibrated....."My ex boss, "kaisa hai Rohit?".
Me: "Achha hu, ap kaise ho"
Ex Boss: "m good too"
Me: "hey, m li'l buisy can we chat later"
Ex Boss: "ok no issues, u were asking about smthing that day, kuchh hua uska?"
Me: "What".... y the fuck she is poking ma head? Is she too irritated by her jerk ass Husband and asking me rescue her?
Ex: "About that assignment which you have to do in college"
Me: "Oh, that one. Ya I'll mail you about that"..... man, i need a break, kyon nahi rakh rahi ye phone.
Ex Boss: "hmmm..., arey i was out of town for few days so had enough work these days in office"
Me: "ohhh, kyon kya hua? kahaan gaye the".... M not asking you out for a date, u can screw your whole weekend by working extra for that pending work, but for God's sake don't spoil ma day
Me: "hey, i have another call, unknown number, person is trying since long, must attend it this time.....catch ya later".... ha ha, ma trick to save ma ass from unnecessary poking
Ex Boss: "ohh k, Birthday Wishes once again"...... ma trick's working
Me: "Thanks a lot, it always good to get wishes from you people"..... n she must have dialed someone else's number coz she was sounding despo ;) ..... ha ha
But even ma fate was targetted by big cospiracies..... Soon i had another call, i dodged that but in 5 minutes i had another and another......
God Dammit......... aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh........... please let me live for few more days
Came back.....slept for an hour while switching off ma cellphone........the time i got up, to be very precise i had 14 missed calls and 7 msgs. All from the gang of people who conspired big time agains me.
i replied to all msgs and moved on with ma day with compritvely lesser number of calls as it was already eavening and by now the conspirers must have been low on motivation after seeing ma solid stand to surrender. It was about 7:30, as planned, an awesome dinner along with fun time in a new shopping mall were waiting. I though I'll be a chauffer for ma mum n papa, will take them out but the moment i got into driver's seat........here they are......tringggggg, tringgggggg....... another call......somehow managed that and another......uffffffff......
Somehow, we moved, i was driving down to the mall....... on half way....yes u guessed it right.....Another, i got down from driver's seat, asked papa to drive and went on chatting with a friend who called after a long time. Lately she had been facing troubled times, so i had to be generous with her..... morover, she comes from the rare breed of those attractive green eyed girls ;) . i continued my talks despite crossing all frustation levels. (jokes apart, "A" is a friend who's company is always cheered)........over, one more conspirer knocked down...ha ha...
This was followed by just Mama-Mami's STD call when we were in a mall, than only Taya ji's call. Thank God, that coz of all the good i did in past, i dint had even a single call wen i was having ma awesome Dinner at "Punjabi by Nature". I took ma parents there and they were their for the first time. So, wanted them to enjoy the ambience, courtsey by staff along with the awesome Indian Delicasies and so did they. Won't tell abt maself, coz u all know m a big time foodie :)
N the day was wrapping itself back, we were about to get in our car and here it came......"Hello Rohit, How r u"
FUCK U, u fucking asshole, the biggest sucker of all time, nerd, jerk ass, I'll break your balls, u junkie, Will kick your ass, u'll dread calling me ever again. @!#$%%^#!%W^%^%^!#$#%
Pardon ma words but anyone would have done the same thing.
And I received no other gift but those phone calls and SMS's.........
It was tough time, dreadfull day but i never let the cospirers take control of my life.
I Thank God for giving me enough energy to bear all those phone calls and those endless chats that came along with every ring of ma cellphone.
Jokes apart I thank all ma people for making me feel like king on 4th of september. Trust me, i haven't ever received these many calls and SMS's in one single day, forget single day, I haven't even received these many in one whole month.
IT WAS SOMETHING VERY SPECIAL!!! "A CONSPIRACY" :)
Monday, September 10, 2007
It feels good to give importance to someone!!
It feels good to be there, to be there when they need it!!
It feels good to do for someone.
It feels good to stay awake for someone!!
But it hurts when you loose.
And it hurts when u know you will loose,
Dont know what still keeps you going...
Losing teaches when its unanticipated
But loosing snatches a lot when u move ahead despite knowing that u gonna fall apart!!
Wtever it is... there are times when u are senseless and do the most stupid things and thats what I did.........ha ha CHUCK IT MAN!!
It's been lovely lovely time for me.........those difficult times look so small at times and the small good times bring big smile on ma face.
It was exhausting night, it took all out of ma mind and physique but still gave satisfaction. It was something very different I did n I just loved it........ Its something that m gonna remember for times to come, havent ever done it....n it just happened.
The only negative that happened to me all this while is that I am now a day behind my competitors, my target has been pushed day beyond my reach...but thats not all I want in my life....... I need a life beyond just winning..........
Thanks to u and Thanks to God
LOVELY LOVELY :)
Saturday, September 1, 2007
After reading all those diet guides and the nutrition facts, I started my day with a breakfast of cheesy pizza...can u belive it?? I loved it more than the stated facts that breakfast should be least greasy..... Anyways, to burn it out m planning to start jogging....oops did I say that
I was out for something different. Could see few PCRs (Police Control Rooms) stationed near the venue. I asked them the shortcut for backdoor and they guided. There were more cars parked than yesterday. I parked my small bike in a corner, moved forward but was stopped by the security which was many levels up from the one I faced yesterday. Initially they even dint allow me to take small paperback book inside the hall, but somehow i managd(we Indians have been doing this since centuries, so no big deal). Morover I had to do this so that big crap of big people can be kept away from me.
There was tight security inside too, could see intelligent breeds of dogs, the sniffer dogs. After seeing all that I heard expected crap of all those people trying to prove themselves better than the rest that too in front of those who will decline to give recognition even to their forefathers. It looked as if people are banging there heads on the bureacratic walls of Indian Government just to show that their blood is more red then others. But I was more interested in the catering services, courtsey "The Ashoka". I had good lunch followed by even better ice cream, i liked corn salad and the steamed mix veg......yummm...!!
Some more crap had to follow. After that we were locked in this biggest govt. managed hall in NCR region for half an hour.
And than they entered, 3 comondos, their chest swelling like a big boobed blondy. Coz were simply wearing bullet proof jackets, and countless other gaurds were acattered inside the hall in few minutes and many more waiting outside. Despite presence of biggest people in Industry from all over the country cameras were focusing on the dice. And here he comes "The Prime Minister MMS, I mean Manmohan Singh".
It was the true showcase of power. The most powerful man in the country was standing in front of us. I saw what not, from gunmen brushing their cartridges to hybrid sniffer dogs. From most complicated detectors and detonaters to the most patriotic and dedicated team of Gaurds.
The TEXSUMMIT 2007, Vigyan Bhawan, New Delhi, ended with a beautifuly sung National Anthem by three ladies, one was playing sitar while standing on feet. Lovely feeling of patriotism it was. Among many VIPs, VVIPs and their big cars/bodygaurds I squirreled out on ma small bike. And it was a day of bogus things, big people and the bigger bag of 'geniune crap'.
Whatever, many things are done for that experience which you can not get without doing that, I exactly did that.
Muskmelon is currently reading "Almost Single", "It Happened in India" and "The Secret"
He enjoyed Pao Bhaji and Onion Jeera Bread.
Muskmelon had a tough day but its ending on pretty exciting note.....
Love U Life!!!
Since yesterday m again not having the best of the feelings. Wanna break this jinx and thats y writing this blog. There's no one but 'dearest bloggy' with whom I can share all these things happening to me. For anyone else these will be like any other trivial issue but I know how much this is taking out of me.
Aaj achha sa nahi lag raha, sala ek baat kal se bheja fry kar rahi hai. It's fuckingly frustating.
Uuuffffffffff.......... Its really difficult.
People influence moments of life like anything. Sometimes I feel I am dominated by people around. It gets difficult to take things out of ma mind and those things just eat everything outa ma body.
My trust on ma good friends is questioned by themselves. They couldnt take the fact that I gave importance to someone else.... or may be something else was cooking in their mind....at times m poor at interpreting their exact thoughts.
Wateva, to get out of all this m trying hard...
Thank you bloggy to hear all ma shit, to hear all ma crap which no one else in this world will bear. I am at ease after yelling out few things here.