Morning I got down from the bus and headed for subway to cross and as soon as I stepped on the stairs I lost my balance…I fell…it was such a cute scene...i just collected my bag stood up…remove the dust from my hand and clothes…and one uncle came and asked “Lagi to nahin?” what a stupid question…
I wanted to say “ naah..lagna kahan tha..main to slide samajh kar Phisal rahi thi?” but I kept my mouth shut and told “no, thanks I am fine”…it was paining…and I was smiling…coz when something like this happens to others I just laugh and laugh with all my heart…so how could I spare myself ;) if any of my friends wud have been there I wud have laughed out loud…yes those stairs were fine…it did not break…as most of u would be wondering abt it X-(
I reached office with a pain thinking why it happened? I guess I was thinking abt someone last nite and infact in the bus also…and result is this…no more now…idiot bugger...
And as soon as I entered got good news that there is no power…by the time I reached my room power came…now am going to work…
I need iodex badly ;) ahhhhhhhhhh its paining…
June 28, 2005
Species called "Impotent Guys"
In this happening world, i encounter new species everyday...this post will be little cheap and controversial for people who are decent beyond limits...but i know not a single complete decent soul reads my blog... ;)
Somehow i have always hated guys for the way they think abt girls...yes i agree that not all guys are same and i should not generalize..but then majority wins!!! Now let me just take a simple instance...Morning i was walking to Bus stop and saw 2 guys coming from the opposite direction. I knew what was stored..some dirty comments and cheap songs...but i ignored them and pretended as if i did not notice. I walked confidently but little insecured inside...when i was little close to them one guy whispered something in others ear..typical lady habbit...and they started singing a song which i liked till yesterday nite "Agar tum mil jao..." from Zeher. A nice song which obviously they ruined with their harsh, buffallo voice...The song followed with a unbearable comment. I wanted to slap those ass***** right on their faces but crossed my fingers and strode towards the bus ignoring them completely and giving no reactions on my face.
These guys are so sick that after looking at them i get a strong urge of becoming a bandit queen and killing all these jerks and cleaning the world and making it a better place to live...no no i wont do it unless untill...touch wood ...
I remember when i was in 10th grade and when my dad, refused me for taking out to market coz the crowd was damn cheap (i am talking abt a state called Haryana)...i used to long for those market places...how do ppl shop and how do they bargain etc etc..but whatever i wanted was at home and if by mistake i required something..it was ordered to an orderly and he used get them in minutes...Life goes on and dad got posted in a new place which was again a township...aloof from the outerworld i was bound in a small set of people and interactions were limited..a girl like me who is a born chatter box was allowed to torture just couple of people. Thanks to the school where i did my 11th 12th which actually allowed students from nearby villages...i got some idea of how these ppl speak and how they react and what they feel abt girls...handling those things was not easy...once i was threatened by guys as i did listen to their stupid stuff and scolded them in infront of the whole class...then the episode dragged and i started facing the music...all sort of nasty comments had put me in depression...i was scared to go to school. I hid it from my parents and friends as i was scared of dad...he is a tough person and everyone on this earth is scared of him...
One day, these guys threatened me in school by saying that "u dont come out of ur house as we will kidnapp u and then will tell u what we are" i got scared to the core..i knew them..i had heard stories of their achievements...I tried calling home but the filmi style tragedy nobody picked up...i tried calling dad in office but his phone was answered by his clerk...the nervousness was written all over my face..i wanted to go out of school desperately...I just ran from school as soon as the bell rang and looking here and there i just crossed some streets...i knew a place where the crowd was expected ...another school in the vicinity...I reached and saw many children coming out after their bell...i spotted my friend in the crowd and slowed my speed...i was sweating and told him the reason...he walked along with me till home and adviced me to tell this to my dad...telling this to dad required gutts...
I entered my home..had my lunch and was getting ready for a class...my hands were trembling...i remembered those big, blood red eyes, that threatened me..i could not chew my food..i gulped the chappati with water...i went in my room and sat there on my bed...I heard my mom yelling from other room that i was getting late and i am no serious abt my studies etc etc...i did not come out...finally she came in my room..asked me the matter...i lied saying that "not feeling well can i take off from the class.." she looked at me surprisingly..i never used to bunk my class..she sort of believed me..and left me in the room...myinnerself asked me how long will u continue this non sense..one day u have to tell..so why not today? so i went to mom annd told her the reason...she was shocked upon this...she went and told it to dad..Dad did not look at me...he called me he was completely involved in reading the newspaper..he told me to go to class immdiately..i had no option but to go..i took out my bicycle and started riding towards the destination...middle of the way i saw couple of guys standing..my heart started beating...it was beating at an unusual speed...i wanted to stop the bike and ran back but dad told me to go straight so i had to peddle further...little further i realised these are the same guys...
One guy actually came forward in the wide road and stopped me...he was abt to ask something that i heard a bullet coming..i turned back and it was Dad..he came and stopped it where i was standing. All guys were now looking at each others face..they were caught red handed...dad looked and me and asked me to go...i left...and next day onwards , none of them came in my way again...i know what all dad wud have told...i know all police stunts...
Later...dad taught me, how to tackle such kind of situations..where all to hit the person etc etc...after that 7 continous yrs in hostels..i know what to do with guys now...i know what they are meant for...one nice kick on their balls and they are gone...
This world is full of impotent men...some do such cheap things and get this label and some just watch this meekly and become impotent..there is no such world of *real* men...Am i being pessimist? i guess so...the people who claims to be the female supporter turns out to be a female eater...
This is the naked truth about "U". And nobody is an exception so far...atleast i havent seen...
Somehow i have always hated guys for the way they think abt girls...yes i agree that not all guys are same and i should not generalize..but then majority wins!!! Now let me just take a simple instance...Morning i was walking to Bus stop and saw 2 guys coming from the opposite direction. I knew what was stored..some dirty comments and cheap songs...but i ignored them and pretended as if i did not notice. I walked confidently but little insecured inside...when i was little close to them one guy whispered something in others ear..typical lady habbit...and they started singing a song which i liked till yesterday nite "Agar tum mil jao..." from Zeher. A nice song which obviously they ruined with their harsh, buffallo voice...The song followed with a unbearable comment. I wanted to slap those ass***** right on their faces but crossed my fingers and strode towards the bus ignoring them completely and giving no reactions on my face.
These guys are so sick that after looking at them i get a strong urge of becoming a bandit queen and killing all these jerks and cleaning the world and making it a better place to live...no no i wont do it unless untill...touch wood ...
I remember when i was in 10th grade and when my dad, refused me for taking out to market coz the crowd was damn cheap (i am talking abt a state called Haryana)...i used to long for those market places...how do ppl shop and how do they bargain etc etc..but whatever i wanted was at home and if by mistake i required something..it was ordered to an orderly and he used get them in minutes...Life goes on and dad got posted in a new place which was again a township...aloof from the outerworld i was bound in a small set of people and interactions were limited..a girl like me who is a born chatter box was allowed to torture just couple of people. Thanks to the school where i did my 11th 12th which actually allowed students from nearby villages...i got some idea of how these ppl speak and how they react and what they feel abt girls...handling those things was not easy...once i was threatened by guys as i did listen to their stupid stuff and scolded them in infront of the whole class...then the episode dragged and i started facing the music...all sort of nasty comments had put me in depression...i was scared to go to school. I hid it from my parents and friends as i was scared of dad...he is a tough person and everyone on this earth is scared of him...
One day, these guys threatened me in school by saying that "u dont come out of ur house as we will kidnapp u and then will tell u what we are" i got scared to the core..i knew them..i had heard stories of their achievements...I tried calling home but the filmi style tragedy nobody picked up...i tried calling dad in office but his phone was answered by his clerk...the nervousness was written all over my face..i wanted to go out of school desperately...I just ran from school as soon as the bell rang and looking here and there i just crossed some streets...i knew a place where the crowd was expected ...another school in the vicinity...I reached and saw many children coming out after their bell...i spotted my friend in the crowd and slowed my speed...i was sweating and told him the reason...he walked along with me till home and adviced me to tell this to my dad...telling this to dad required gutts...
I entered my home..had my lunch and was getting ready for a class...my hands were trembling...i remembered those big, blood red eyes, that threatened me..i could not chew my food..i gulped the chappati with water...i went in my room and sat there on my bed...I heard my mom yelling from other room that i was getting late and i am no serious abt my studies etc etc...i did not come out...finally she came in my room..asked me the matter...i lied saying that "not feeling well can i take off from the class.." she looked at me surprisingly..i never used to bunk my class..she sort of believed me..and left me in the room...myinnerself asked me how long will u continue this non sense..one day u have to tell..so why not today? so i went to mom annd told her the reason...she was shocked upon this...she went and told it to dad..Dad did not look at me...he called me he was completely involved in reading the newspaper..he told me to go to class immdiately..i had no option but to go..i took out my bicycle and started riding towards the destination...middle of the way i saw couple of guys standing..my heart started beating...it was beating at an unusual speed...i wanted to stop the bike and ran back but dad told me to go straight so i had to peddle further...little further i realised these are the same guys...
One guy actually came forward in the wide road and stopped me...he was abt to ask something that i heard a bullet coming..i turned back and it was Dad..he came and stopped it where i was standing. All guys were now looking at each others face..they were caught red handed...dad looked and me and asked me to go...i left...and next day onwards , none of them came in my way again...i know what all dad wud have told...i know all police stunts...
Later...dad taught me, how to tackle such kind of situations..where all to hit the person etc etc...after that 7 continous yrs in hostels..i know what to do with guys now...i know what they are meant for...one nice kick on their balls and they are gone...
This world is full of impotent men...some do such cheap things and get this label and some just watch this meekly and become impotent..there is no such world of *real* men...Am i being pessimist? i guess so...the people who claims to be the female supporter turns out to be a female eater...
This is the naked truth about "U". And nobody is an exception so far...atleast i havent seen...
June 23, 2005
Googling Ayn Rand
Well its lunch time and i am googling...this time i googled for Ayn Rand...i wanted to know more about her life..and wanted to know what all fictions are available in the market which i have not read till now.
I found a link on her biography with some pictures. If you want to know more about Ayn Rand? then "Touch Me" and i am sure her writings will touch u if u like philosophy kind of stuff :)
while reading about Ayn i came across a name "Victor Hugo". I guess i will be able to find his books (translated ones) here in India...
Now googling: Victor Hugo
I found a link on her biography with some pictures. If you want to know more about Ayn Rand? then "Touch Me" and i am sure her writings will touch u if u like philosophy kind of stuff :)
while reading about Ayn i came across a name "Victor Hugo". I guess i will be able to find his books (translated ones) here in India...
Now googling: Victor Hugo
June 21, 2005
Recap of the D Day..D for disaster
Yesterday was the first day in the new office…they came to know about my b'day and planned to celebrate it in the office...they ordered pastries and other things...Got big nice bunch of flowers from them...first day...and b'day...a strange thing...i was sending official mail and amidst of my work i got a call from a local number...
S: Hello
other side: Hello
S: Yes
other side: Am i speaking to S?
S: May i know who is calling?
other side: Is that S
S: Yes
other side: Hi ma'am, i am calling from ICICI bank and u have been selected as a winner of the lucky draw of ICICI bank.
S: Oh really
Other side: Yes ma'am
S: but i dont have an ICICI account
Other side: Actually Madam we took the numbers of couple of ppl and out of those u are the lucky one
S: Ohh..but i have a bangalore number and my cell is in roaming...then how can u get my number
Other side: Actually ma'am, what happened is.. (now i snapped..)
S: Who is this
other side: hmmm
S: Your Good name Pls?
Other side: Sandeep
S: Sunny?
Otherside: Yes, happy birthday... continues
Sunny is reems BF...
He could not play it successfully...trapped coz i dont have lousy bank accounts...Not everyone is successful in playing pranks like me ;)
After i finished the small office party, i went to see reems and Sunny…he is a very nice guy…spent my evening with them as nobody at home told me anything about the evening plans and no one asked for a party....
I started getting calls from brother & cousin at 8.15 p.m who wanted to go out with me for dinner…I reached home at 10.00 p.m but saw that quite some ppl were there…I felt bad as nobody had told me anything abt it…when I asked mom she said, she wanted to give a surprise but it did not work as I was damn late…Poor mom doesn’t know that I hate surprises…and it’s a flop show most of the times…Anyways, we postponed the treat for this weekend…lets see if I can make up coz heard that there is a meeting…
Now the interesting part…my dear Aunt bought a nice dress as a birthday present and asked me to try it…its a typical delhi girl’s jeans and a fancy top…looking at the jeans I told her “I wont be able to fit in ” she got angry…”try this” she ordered…and sent my cousin to see whether it really fits me or not…she doesn’t believe me it seems ;) well that jeans was like…I cant explain…in a nut shell I was not able to fit in that…my Aunt was furious…she told me “u better reduce” thankfully she did not tell me that “ this is the last size I saw on the shelf “ ;)
Nite I was too tired so went to bedroom with mom and she then told me that there were few calls on my landline for me…It was 11 p.m so i did not call back. Most of the ppl called me up on my cell…and few of them did not bother to call back. Anyways the best of all was I was expecting some calls from ppl I really like…but this time they turned me down…
None of my crushes called ;)
S: Hello
other side: Hello
S: Yes
other side: Am i speaking to S?
S: May i know who is calling?
other side: Is that S
S: Yes
other side: Hi ma'am, i am calling from ICICI bank and u have been selected as a winner of the lucky draw of ICICI bank.
S: Oh really
Other side: Yes ma'am
S: but i dont have an ICICI account
Other side: Actually Madam we took the numbers of couple of ppl and out of those u are the lucky one
S: Ohh..but i have a bangalore number and my cell is in roaming...then how can u get my number
Other side: Actually ma'am, what happened is.. (now i snapped..)
S: Who is this
other side: hmmm
S: Your Good name Pls?
Other side: Sandeep
S: Sunny?
Otherside: Yes, happy birthday... continues
Sunny is reems BF...
He could not play it successfully...trapped coz i dont have lousy bank accounts...Not everyone is successful in playing pranks like me ;)
After i finished the small office party, i went to see reems and Sunny…he is a very nice guy…spent my evening with them as nobody at home told me anything about the evening plans and no one asked for a party....
I started getting calls from brother & cousin at 8.15 p.m who wanted to go out with me for dinner…I reached home at 10.00 p.m but saw that quite some ppl were there…I felt bad as nobody had told me anything abt it…when I asked mom she said, she wanted to give a surprise but it did not work as I was damn late…Poor mom doesn’t know that I hate surprises…and it’s a flop show most of the times…Anyways, we postponed the treat for this weekend…lets see if I can make up coz heard that there is a meeting…
Now the interesting part…my dear Aunt bought a nice dress as a birthday present and asked me to try it…its a typical delhi girl’s jeans and a fancy top…looking at the jeans I told her “I wont be able to fit in ” she got angry…”try this” she ordered…and sent my cousin to see whether it really fits me or not…she doesn’t believe me it seems ;) well that jeans was like…I cant explain…in a nut shell I was not able to fit in that…my Aunt was furious…she told me “u better reduce” thankfully she did not tell me that “ this is the last size I saw on the shelf “ ;)
Nite I was too tired so went to bedroom with mom and she then told me that there were few calls on my landline for me…It was 11 p.m so i did not call back. Most of the ppl called me up on my cell…and few of them did not bother to call back. Anyways the best of all was I was expecting some calls from ppl I really like…but this time they turned me down…
None of my crushes called ;)
June 20, 2005
23 Yrs wasted…
Well last evening I realized I have wasted 23 yrs of my life and have done nothing which has given me a complete satisfaction (towards the decent side…poverted minds) …Last nite got an ISD call at 11.30 and I was just surprised…then got few calls and was wondering what have I done?
Let me explain you how the scene was and what I was doing…
At 11.00 p.m I saw my cell and there were some missed calls…I checked the numbers and found that 2 were ISD calls…Now it was time for me to wait and see how other ppl react…My mom she was tired with her days activities so went to bed and I was talking to her…door bell rang and I went to open it...it was my cousin with her husband who stays in next lane…she came down and I was chatting with them…suddenly got a call…went out to speak as network is never proper in my room…my cousin and brother were yelling at me as they wanted me to make chappatis for the chicken they had bought...i kept the phone and headed for the kitchen...Mom slept and cousin and her husband had left at 11.45…I entered and started preparing chapattis…thinking abt each passing minute which was not giving me any new feeling…Reems called up...I was busy preparing chappatis so I told her I will call back… and I did..
Then few calls from relatives and some friends…after I finished I was wondering why this time I had no excitement...no hopes…then I realized I am no longer a baby who gets excited on her birthday...i am a grown up female…and today its just any ordinary day for me…
the only thing special about today is that I have joined the new branch today and thankfully got a seat and comp to work on. The work allocation has not yet come but I am sure by the end of the day I will know how much I have to work and how to handle things from tomorrow onwards…Oops forgot to tell..today after a long time i went to gurudwara in the morning which is next door now...feel calm ;)
People out here are good. I met the COO of the company in the morning and sent my report in army style to my boss in Bangalore …the subject line was “ Reporting from delhi, Sir’
he he …quite fundo and I am sure they must have laughed…
Few mins back i got a call from my boss..and the converstaion was like this..
S: hello sir
Boss: Hi, happy birthday
S: thankyou, but how did u get to know?
Boss: i knew it was your b'day...
S: oh really! thats why u are wishing me in afternoon...and when i called up in the morning
there was no sign of my b'day ;)
Boss: ha ha..
S: now tell me how did u get to know
Boss: Well just now i was going through MIS reports of employees and saw your b'day..JIT
S: thankgod!! anyways thanks a lot
Boss: welcome
And one nice mail from my classmate just 5 mins back...i dont know how to react X-) wrong message on a right day...or ....right message on a wrong day...wondering!!!!
" hello S (my_name),
Belated happy birthday to you...may god bless u.. happy birthday to dear S .. happy birthday to you,,, how old are u???(just kidding)...ha..ha..
so sorry that i couldn't wish u on the other day ...because i donot have ur nos... so please do let me know ur nos.. and how are u in delhi... hot or the same...
aur suna kaise manaya birthday...
hope to hear from u soon..
bye
belated happy birthday again "
Why this happens to me...i feel like...
I am just typing thankyou mails from the morning...lot more stored for me like this...and i am damn sure about it...
My resolution: hmmmmmmm ...hmmmmmmmm ...hmmmmm i better start thinking ;) well fine yaar...let me think and write about it..hmmmmm i guess i will do some good things this year...dont ask what all...
Let me explain you how the scene was and what I was doing…
At 11.00 p.m I saw my cell and there were some missed calls…I checked the numbers and found that 2 were ISD calls…Now it was time for me to wait and see how other ppl react…My mom she was tired with her days activities so went to bed and I was talking to her…door bell rang and I went to open it...it was my cousin with her husband who stays in next lane…she came down and I was chatting with them…suddenly got a call…went out to speak as network is never proper in my room…my cousin and brother were yelling at me as they wanted me to make chappatis for the chicken they had bought...i kept the phone and headed for the kitchen...Mom slept and cousin and her husband had left at 11.45…I entered and started preparing chapattis…thinking abt each passing minute which was not giving me any new feeling…Reems called up...I was busy preparing chappatis so I told her I will call back… and I did..
Then few calls from relatives and some friends…after I finished I was wondering why this time I had no excitement...no hopes…then I realized I am no longer a baby who gets excited on her birthday...i am a grown up female…and today its just any ordinary day for me…
the only thing special about today is that I have joined the new branch today and thankfully got a seat and comp to work on. The work allocation has not yet come but I am sure by the end of the day I will know how much I have to work and how to handle things from tomorrow onwards…Oops forgot to tell..today after a long time i went to gurudwara in the morning which is next door now...feel calm ;)
People out here are good. I met the COO of the company in the morning and sent my report in army style to my boss in Bangalore …the subject line was “ Reporting from delhi, Sir’
he he …quite fundo and I am sure they must have laughed…
Few mins back i got a call from my boss..and the converstaion was like this..
S: hello sir
Boss: Hi, happy birthday
S: thankyou, but how did u get to know?
Boss: i knew it was your b'day...
S: oh really! thats why u are wishing me in afternoon...and when i called up in the morning
there was no sign of my b'day ;)
Boss: ha ha..
S: now tell me how did u get to know
Boss: Well just now i was going through MIS reports of employees and saw your b'day..JIT
S: thankgod!! anyways thanks a lot
Boss: welcome
And one nice mail from my classmate just 5 mins back...i dont know how to react X-) wrong message on a right day...or ....right message on a wrong day...wondering!!!!
" hello S (my_name),
Belated happy birthday to you...may god bless u.. happy birthday to dear S .. happy birthday to you,,, how old are u???(just kidding)...ha..ha..
so sorry that i couldn't wish u on the other day ...because i donot have ur nos... so please do let me know ur nos.. and how are u in delhi... hot or the same...
aur suna kaise manaya birthday...
hope to hear from u soon..
bye
belated happy birthday again "
Why this happens to me...i feel like...
I am just typing thankyou mails from the morning...lot more stored for me like this...and i am damn sure about it...
My resolution: hmmmmmmm ...hmmmmmmmm ...hmmmmm i better start thinking ;) well fine yaar...let me think and write about it..hmmmmm i guess i will do some good things this year...dont ask what all...
June 19, 2005
Finally transferred to New Delhi
Last monday I got a mail from my travel planner asking me when wud I be comfortable for a journey. I casually told her any day but she took the literal meaning and finally booked the tickets of Wednesday thru Tatkaal…Tuesday she told me that I have to leave on Wednesday. That came to me as a shock…half of my things demanded a big and neat packing...and I was like lost…I had no time to meet me friends and tell good bye to them ...Wednesday morning I was feeling low…
Wednesday I was supposed to be in office for winding up the official things…it took me four hours and finally I left for my cousins house...I met my cousin and her mom...that was a surprise to find all of them there…I was there for 1 hour and finally left the place and headed towards my PG. I reached PG at 5.45 p.m and my train was at 6.30 p.m. I went to my old office and said good by to all my ex colleagues there and then ran back to PG at 6.00 p.m. With few mins left in hands I packed things in hustle bustle …and told Amit to pick me and drop me to Cantt station which is just 1 km from my PG. He came along with his parents and I reached station at 6.30 p.m. I saw the train coming from far and Coolie told me its Karnataka Express…shit man!!! I did not have time to go thru the bridge as it was coming on the other platform...i just jumped and started crossing the dirty dingy railway track and somehow managed to reach on the platform 2 before the train…it was a 5 min stop. Coolie kept the bags and train started moving…I said bye to all of them and was on my way to Delhi…
Trip…oh yes my train journey…well met three nice ppl and had fun in this journey…there was a female called Rohini who has completed her M.Sc from IIT Del and was in Bangalore for her Phd interview…then a guy called Rajib who got selected for mba in Bangalore…then third person called Milind bhaiya…eldest of all but wasn’t that old…
We discussed so many topics…it was fun…started with bangalore, weather, movies and yes made fun of each other…The best part was -Rohini was talking to someone over the phone and she said something abt Newton’s fourth law of motion...I was scratching my head as wat it is all abt…other guys were also confused...later got to know that it was a code word...smart ppl all around…we had our dinner together...then breakfast, lunch and everything (snacks and stuffs like that)…we chatted chatted and chatted …
Oh one incident which actually scared ppl around me...Milind bhaiya told that he gets up early so he will wake us all at 6.00 a.m...i made a very serious face and told him "you know i have a serious problem". Everybody was silent now. They all started looking at me...then i told them "whoever wakes me up, gets a really hardtime...as morning i get fits...i go mad..and start hitting ppl in subconcious state...once i hit so hard that the person who came to wake me up broke his front tooth ...so dont wake me...my humble request...i will get up myself" ;) Rohini started laughing...she knew what i was upto...she was just my types...morning i got up at 7.30 a.m :( office timings no....but they all were smiling..he he..poor ppl...i am so bad!!!
Last day in train was just amazing…3 ppl knew shayaris...they started off with their talent and to our surprise whole boggie was croweded to see the competition…nice fun
Reached New Delhi and brother and cousin was there to pick me...we hired a Taxi and then finally reached home. It was a surprise for mom. I did not tell her the real dates of my journey…had informed dad and brother abt it...wanted to see moms face…
I reached home and just hugged my mom…she was in shock for a moment…The best of all was… I was in regular touch with Mom thru my cell while traveling and she did not get a faintest idea of my journey...She tried to ask me about my journey details and I was avoiding that…on Thursday...she was smart enough to ask indirectly abt my journey details…I gave her a wrong date…poor mom was happy when I told I will be reaching on Sunday…She went and told me brother " See how smart I am…I indirectly asked her things and managed to get the information” my little monster who was aware of everything laughed at her and told “ U think u are the only smart person left on this world? She is your daughter and way ahead of u”
But mom could not make out anything…she understood those lines when I reached home :)
Wednesday I was supposed to be in office for winding up the official things…it took me four hours and finally I left for my cousins house...I met my cousin and her mom...that was a surprise to find all of them there…I was there for 1 hour and finally left the place and headed towards my PG. I reached PG at 5.45 p.m and my train was at 6.30 p.m. I went to my old office and said good by to all my ex colleagues there and then ran back to PG at 6.00 p.m. With few mins left in hands I packed things in hustle bustle …and told Amit to pick me and drop me to Cantt station which is just 1 km from my PG. He came along with his parents and I reached station at 6.30 p.m. I saw the train coming from far and Coolie told me its Karnataka Express…shit man!!! I did not have time to go thru the bridge as it was coming on the other platform...i just jumped and started crossing the dirty dingy railway track and somehow managed to reach on the platform 2 before the train…it was a 5 min stop. Coolie kept the bags and train started moving…I said bye to all of them and was on my way to Delhi…
Trip…oh yes my train journey…well met three nice ppl and had fun in this journey…there was a female called Rohini who has completed her M.Sc from IIT Del and was in Bangalore for her Phd interview…then a guy called Rajib who got selected for mba in Bangalore…then third person called Milind bhaiya…eldest of all but wasn’t that old…
We discussed so many topics…it was fun…started with bangalore, weather, movies and yes made fun of each other…The best part was -Rohini was talking to someone over the phone and she said something abt Newton’s fourth law of motion...I was scratching my head as wat it is all abt…other guys were also confused...later got to know that it was a code word...smart ppl all around…we had our dinner together...then breakfast, lunch and everything (snacks and stuffs like that)…we chatted chatted and chatted …
Oh one incident which actually scared ppl around me...Milind bhaiya told that he gets up early so he will wake us all at 6.00 a.m...i made a very serious face and told him "you know i have a serious problem". Everybody was silent now. They all started looking at me...then i told them "whoever wakes me up, gets a really hardtime...as morning i get fits...i go mad..and start hitting ppl in subconcious state...once i hit so hard that the person who came to wake me up broke his front tooth ...so dont wake me...my humble request...i will get up myself" ;) Rohini started laughing...she knew what i was upto...she was just my types...morning i got up at 7.30 a.m :( office timings no....but they all were smiling..he he..poor ppl...i am so bad!!!
Last day in train was just amazing…3 ppl knew shayaris...they started off with their talent and to our surprise whole boggie was croweded to see the competition…nice fun
Reached New Delhi and brother and cousin was there to pick me...we hired a Taxi and then finally reached home. It was a surprise for mom. I did not tell her the real dates of my journey…had informed dad and brother abt it...wanted to see moms face…
I reached home and just hugged my mom…she was in shock for a moment…The best of all was… I was in regular touch with Mom thru my cell while traveling and she did not get a faintest idea of my journey...She tried to ask me about my journey details and I was avoiding that…on Thursday...she was smart enough to ask indirectly abt my journey details…I gave her a wrong date…poor mom was happy when I told I will be reaching on Sunday…She went and told me brother " See how smart I am…I indirectly asked her things and managed to get the information” my little monster who was aware of everything laughed at her and told “ U think u are the only smart person left on this world? She is your daughter and way ahead of u”
But mom could not make out anything…she understood those lines when I reached home :)
June 12, 2005
Bose- The forgotten hero
I saw "Bose- the forgotten hero"...Directed by Shyam Benegal...what to say about the movie....it starts with some confusion...seems like we missed something in the story but slowly catches the speed...and then it shows Netaji's struggle in escaping from kolkatta from british CID and raising an army in exile to fight the British...his meetings with Hitler and others...the converstaions were good out there and his firmness for freedom stunned me...
well i dont know how many of u know abt it but the film says that Mr.Bose hired a secretary "Emlie" in germany. He made her pregnant and before moving out of germany this female reminds him abt his family (abt her and yet to born baby) and requests him for a traditional hindu marriage...They tied nuptials knot in germany itself and she gave birth to a baby girl and they named her "Anita Bose".
As per the movie the baby was born in early forties that means she must be around 65...where is she now...i am sure she must be alive...what happened to Bose family..in the movie they showed that he wrote a letter to his family in kolkatta, requesting them to take care of his wife and daughter after him...Did his wife and daughter ever visited India?
After googling i found that Anita Bose is still in germany and today, Anita bose Pfaff, is an economics professor at Augsburg University in southern Germany. Below is the link which captures Netajis life from childhood to death.
Jai Hind <-- Click here for the link
well i dont know how many of u know abt it but the film says that Mr.Bose hired a secretary "Emlie" in germany. He made her pregnant and before moving out of germany this female reminds him abt his family (abt her and yet to born baby) and requests him for a traditional hindu marriage...They tied nuptials knot in germany itself and she gave birth to a baby girl and they named her "Anita Bose".
As per the movie the baby was born in early forties that means she must be around 65...where is she now...i am sure she must be alive...what happened to Bose family..in the movie they showed that he wrote a letter to his family in kolkatta, requesting them to take care of his wife and daughter after him...Did his wife and daughter ever visited India?
After googling i found that Anita Bose is still in germany and today, Anita bose Pfaff, is an economics professor at Augsburg University in southern Germany. Below is the link which captures Netajis life from childhood to death.
Jai Hind <-- Click here for the link
June 07, 2005
One more Crush!!! Oh No...
My God...i got another crush....Dont ask the list of my crushes ;) well this one has broke all the records..this is again a unique thing...guys keep wondering who it is ;) ok ok...one hint..he works in my organisation ...
but ahhh my fate...i am just 20 yrs late for him ;) well yes he must be around 40...and is at a very senior level here..i like him coz he is very hardworking and dedicated to work :) Never indulges in any gossip and controversies :) Gem of a person. I respect him..and thats the reason he is my crush :) God bless him :)
but ahhh my fate...i am just 20 yrs late for him ;) well yes he must be around 40...and is at a very senior level here..i like him coz he is very hardworking and dedicated to work :) Never indulges in any gossip and controversies :) Gem of a person. I respect him..and thats the reason he is my crush :) God bless him :)
June 06, 2005
Trip to Tirupati Balaji
This weekend i visited to Balaji Temple for the second time. Friday nite i was in office till 9.00 p.m and then rushed to the movie hall to catch Bunty and Babli. Good time pass. Saturday was off. So got up late and then killed my time sitting here and there. Then i ran to catch my bus at 7.30 from race course road. Finally reached Tirupati at 2.00 in the nite. Everything was taken care by the travels as it was a package tour. Took a bath at 3.00 a.m (first time so early) and then there was a city bus available for the further journey. In the nite/early morning the city was asleep and we were travelling for good. The bus took us from the city to mountains...first time in my life i was scared of the journey..the driver was skillful no doubt but somehow i had a feeling that the bus with fall in the valley and everyone will die. But nothing happened. I saw the city from the ghats and lights from the city appeared like stars from there. I just saw up and there were stars above..it was a beautiful scene...
Reached the temple at 4.00 a.m. Then the guide took us to a long queue. On being asked he told me that this is a special darshan...looking at the queue it didnot appear like special. Anyways almost 2 hrs in that slow moving Q and then finally reached to the main room. hardly 30 sec for it and the police and admin ppl started pushing everyone, coz they wanted to manage the crowd. Came out and then followed the crowd which was going to the "Hundi". Hundi is a big container covered with white cloth and some small windows made for ppl to drop their offerings (money). I dropped my offering as well as my warden's as she gave me a coin covered in yellow cloth for this Hundi. Came back to the meeting point fixed by the guide. So many beggers out there..gosh..
Then started off in the bus and they took us to the Padmavati temple nearby. It was 9.00 when we reached there and pretty hot outside. To be at the safer side guide told us to remove the chappals/sandals in the bus itself. We followed him barefoot to the temple. Roads were burning with the heat of sun and it started hurting us. But then coming so far and not visiting the temple wasnt a wise decision so we moved on. We entered inside, and the fragnance of the ladoos fillled in the whole temple gave a very pleasant feeling. Standing there and waiting for others was a big headache, but thankfully nobody took that much time. While standing there i was wandering. Read a few names on the temple walls scratched and written by some lousy ppl to prove that they visited. Then i saw a board saying " Special Darshanam for 10 Rs". I knew this guide wud have booked the tickets of this row only. Then i saw a second board saying " Darshanam" i guess this was free and huge crowd and local ppl standing out there. But that wasnt end of it. I saw the third board "Quick Darshanam 40 Rs" . I dont understand why these ppl distinguish between darshaan. Who are they to discriminate ppl on basis of how much one can pay? Anyways when my mind was trying to answer these questions to myself i took a position in the special darshaan and some 200 ppl were standing before me in the "Q". The Q was moving slowly. Before i cud reach half the distance the Q stopped. We watied and waited but no movement. It was so hot that ppl started sweating and i felt the sickness in me arousing. The weather was sticky hot and humid. I asked my friend "when will this move?" but it was stupid of me to ask. After another half an hour we got the information that some VVIP has come and he is doing VVIP darshan personally in the temple so others were made to wait...how sick...
Simple darshaan, Special darshaan, Quick darshaan and V.V.I.P darshaan. (In gods place we are being discriminated...and we are democratic)
Somehow we finished it and i ran without taking the prasad coz there was a loooooooooooooooong Q for it and i wasnt in a position to stand any longer. I came out to breathe fresh air. Sat in the bus and it started back for bangalore. Reached bangalore at 6.00.
This was a pending visit which i wanted to do sometimes back. After i go back to delhi coming all the way to balaji wud be little tough so though of finishing it this time :) Felt a peace in me after this. I wish to see Vaishno Devi soon :)
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