"Customer Satisfaction"

CUSTOMER CARE!!!
Holy shit



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.
Battle over......

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

When u look outward for help......

"Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. An intelligent, sensitive person is the exception, the very great exception. If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment. The best you'll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way. Moo."

-Janet Fitch

Thought worth more than just reading....

Now that's something amazing i took recently from someone while our conversation.......


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...

RUN.... Run Hard

1, 2, 3..... first three were ok, was breathing from nose. 4th was difficult, had to start breathing from mouth also.... Knee had some pain but thot of completing atleast 6.
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 :)

How m i doing :)

I realized that I went quite good with ma words while replying to an ol friend when she asked "how r u doing n how's aunty?"

My reply...........

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???
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N I enjoyed reading it again n agian :)

Winning without competing...

NOW RELAX AFTER WRITING FEARY BLOG BELOW........

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".

Complete FREAK......... Controled madness

I WONDER, I wonder how come i have been so silent all this while.
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