Age is a very high price to pay for maturity

Everybody’s work has been freezed coz of holidays and I m still struggling with my numbers. Still stretching my work for a pipe which wud help me later hopefully. Sometimes no matter how hard u try some nuts are hard to crack.

As we grow we see changes and these days I can feel those changes. I used to find biographies, auto biographies and non fiction useless coz they never used to hold my interest for long. Few pages and I used to get bored of the text without any images in my mind. Fictions provide me series of images, made my characters and my life revolved around them. Teen days are over now I believe. I still have inclination towards images and stories but I have started looking meaning to the word called life.

Mills & Boon, Sydney Sheldon, Jeffery Archer to Ayn Rand and now Bhagwad Geeta and Vedantas. Too early I believe but gives enough reasons to my Whys. But there is a difference that I feel in my reading that has come. I used to finish a Sydney of 200 pages in 4 hrs and now Vedanta has already taken 5 days of reading 200 pages. Reason behind is the meaning that is hidden in each line. The examples that are quoted are waste if not understood properly. It doesn’t brainwash you..doesnt teach you anything against any religion but teaches u how to live a better and meaningful life. Says about renunciation but doest expect you to leave the pleasures, people and object of this world. Everyday is a new lesson and u gotta learn it.
I m looking for bible and Quran to see what their teaching says. Every religion has something to give and hopefully I wud pick them fast.

Hello...I exist?

Few days back I was unable to prove that I existed in this country. I did not have any identity proof as per the government norms/Rules. I had an Identity card of my company but that wasn’t valid. I had Driving license with a wrong spelling of my surname. And I had my marksheets which bore no photographs. So proving that I existed was quite difficult. Somehow with company’s help I got a PAN Card, which now says I exist in this country. Now does that solve problems, I guess no.

A larger view of my problem is I don’t have a residence proof. Few days back I got a mail from my office people saying my passport details are not there on the portal and I should provide them ASAP. Now where do I start solving this puzzle?

Situation: I Stayed in Delhi on rent and then moved to Noida 6 months back on a rented accommodation. I do have a legal rent document but they don’t consider it.

The following are the documents are required as residence poof for Passport.

Ration Card: I have never seen a ration shop all my life. I still wonder if people in metros from a middle class avail that subsidy anymore! Even my parents don’t own one.

Water Bill: Well I am on a rented accommodation and this house belongs to my landlord. So bill comes on his name and how do I tell them that though I pay the money but bill is generated on his name.

Electricity Bill: Same as above

Statement of running bank Account: Vowwww something where I thought I was lucky. Well I have a/c in most of the leading banks today. Citibank, ABN Amro, ING Vysya. So looks simple rite. Nopes. I need to have an account with a nationalized bank. Do u think I am a fool not to have one? But that’s OBC bank. Naah not other backward class..but Oriental Bank of Commerce. Problem is that it is a real time OBC. Doesn’t have network connectivity and I opened it in some remote district of Haryana.

Appointment letter of the reputed company on a letter head: Yup legally I m working with my organization and do possess an offer letter that was given to me some 9 months back but on my Delhi address. So I can’t claim that as well for record :(

Election Commission ID card: Well I m sweet sixteen and a minor…oops another pain I have to get that done as well but again that needs a residence proof.

Spouse’s passport copy: Gosh, don’t even have a spouse...guess even that needs a residence proof now ;)

So on papers I do not reside in the country and I can’t prove that I am residing abroad coz I don’t have a valid passport. So I am a ghost. A cute one though.

Thank God I have an identity as per govt. coz I pay tax. Whenever I see a new road construction I feel so happy that my identity is being utilized for it.

I m justing trying to figure out which document will I be able to possess without a residence proof and finally be able to get passport.

Mission passport starts now. Phew...

Trip To Sariska and Bhangarh

ELong long time. My system just went for a toss and i never dared to touch it all these days. Was quite busy with work. So much happened and just never got time to jott these moments. 2 weeks back i went to a place called Sariska. Its a palace in Rajsthan.

That was an official trip(offsite). We started at 6.00 in the morning. Covered the distance in seven hrs which generally is covered in 4 hrs. Thanks to our super fast driver. Reached the venue @1.00 where as we were supposed to start the event at 11.30 a.m., checked in the palace cum hotel. On the arrival, they put tilak on our foreheads, part of rajasthani custom i guess. We had our meals and headed to the conference room for presentation. Long day there, got a break for 10 mins for tea/coffee. Presentation started by Head of the Dept and followed by couple of new comers on their working style and strategies. Good to know about others style. Boss shared the facts and figure of the revenues.

After the presentation boss took over again and then came the final moment. Most awaited one. There were two prizes. One was the "best X" award and other was "best debut X" award. Then he shared as who has done what and on what basis he has arrived on who will get the awards. I was nominated for both the awards and finally won the debut award. One of the happiest moment of my life. Its not the amount that excites..its the recognition. Thereafter we went to our rooms. freshened up and headed for dinner. After dinner we were in a room and played games.

Me and Rits shared one room. We chatted till 3.00 a.m. And next morning got up at 7.00. We had our breakfast and then headed for Bhangarh, also known as haunted village. It wasnt all that far. We reached the place and saw the deserted monument and the broken walls of ancient palace. We hired an amateur guide and he did cook some story which wasnt all that interesting and exciting. I guess i was better than him in story telling we cud have saved 300 bucks:P

Here it goes...

Bhangarh..Haunted Village

Description

Bhangarh is a place on way from Jaipur to Alwar city in Rajasthan state of India. Today Bhangarh is known for its ruins where nobody dares to stay after sunset. Looking through history we find that this town was established by Madho Singh, younger brother of King Akbar’s General Raja Man Singh, in 1631. But the city seems to have been abandoned in a hurry some centuries later.

Bhangarh ruins

The local folks say that due to a curse the whole town was vacated overnight. According to the story of the curse, if the town was ever rediscovered the township would not be found, but only temples would show up.

True to the story only temples dot the landscape and even far up on the mountains only shrines can be seen. It is said that nobody returns from there who stays after dark.

By the Government of India rules there has to be an office of Archaeological Survey of India (ASI) beside every historical structure in India. But even government authorities did not dare to open an office there. They opened their office about one kilometer away from the ruins of Bhangarh. Even this office is close to a temple because of this myth. ASI has put a signboard at Bhangarh saying, "Staying after sunset is strictly prohibited in this area."

Story

People who visit this place out of tourist interest say that there is a strange feeling in the atmosphere of Bhangarh, which causes sort of anxiety and restlessness.

The story of this restlessness goes as the following. The charm of princess of Bhangarh Ratnawati was said to be matchless in entire Rajasthan. Being merely eighteen years old, the princess started getting wedding offers from other states. In the same region there also lived a tantrik, a magician using black magic, named Singhia who was desperately in love with the princess and who also knew that king would never even allow him to see the princess.

Once he saw princess's maid in the market buying scented oil for princess. Seeing this he got a wicked idea of getting the princess. He used his black magic and put a spell on the oil which would hypnotise the princess by her mere touching the oil and she would immedialely walk towards the tantrik to satisfy him sexually. But as soon as the princess got the oil she threw it on the block of a stone as she had seen the tantrik eying the oil. As soon as the oil touched the stone, the stone started rolling towards the wicked tantrik Singhia and crushed him. While dying Singhia cursed the palace that there will be such an incident that everybody in the palace would die and their souls will stay there for centuries without rebirth. The very next year there was a battle between Bhangarh-Ajabgarh and no one survived in the battle nor in the palace, not even the princess Ratnawati.

Visitors

This is still the reason people are fearful and restlessness after sunset. People even hear strange sounds of music and dancing in the night despite no one being there.

The place is still open to all those tourists who want to experience the spooky thrill, but one still needs permission from ASI to go there and with ones own risk.

Bhangarh was more of a disappointment. I mean there was nothing haunted as such. Sariska palace was also an disappointment coz it cud have been managed better. The carpets were stained and the bedsheets looked old. The Food was cold in winters and was quite oily. We found it oily; don’t know how it was for foreigners who were eating the same food on adjacent tables. It was chilly in the night.

The trip was fun coz of the games that we played in the journey. The dumsharads, the antakshris and jokes.

Memorable trip for a life time.

My SNDF...

Sometime we never realize how god gifts us. Few minutes’ back I was thinking about my life and work for last couple of days and realized god gave me few good friends in last bareilly trip. I met Shendy and realized how nice and helpful a person can be. Knowing him is a pleasure. He works with me and now we are working on couple of assignments together. Well just one interest I showed in one of the event for the sake of humanity and this guy has started pulling me and other members in other events as well. I had lost interest in such things and was living quite a dull life for past few months but this guy has started revising it in his way.

I realized that god send his people to take us out of our depression and boredom. Shendy as we all christened him…has a passion for photography and one must see his collection. I too have inclination towards the same but his passion can not b compared…We know each others life in bits and pieces. I remember one day he casually came to my seat and we started talking on different topics and people. And then we happened to share each others personal life. He told me about his beloved and I feel good to have his beloved as my friend these days. She is so pretty and nice natured girl. They are getting married in Jan…so lot of things in his mind. One thing I liked about this guy is he admits his mistake. Not many people do that.

Today I was supposed to sit with him for an assignment @4.00 and was badly stuck with my own packing work but this guy did not complain..i went upstairs to apologize but he took it so lightly and joked…

Some people really add a lot in your life and this guy is one of them. I can see the changes he has brought in me.. He has diverted my mind from work to fun@work...

Just wanted to say thanks to him and god...he doesn’t read my blog but this is the least I can do for a SNDF (Sweet Nice Dumb Friend)…and that’s how I address him…

Festival time: Diwali/EID 2006

Everyone seems to be in festive mood for quite somedays. I too was quite slow in my work…I don’t know..wasnt as such enthusiastic about festival but generally was lazy all these days…Monday we are shifting to new Building and today had to pack all my files and work related things in a carton given by office ppl.

Today is Dhan-Teras…festival to buy some utensils/jwellery or household things…Yesterday someone in office suggested that all girls should wear ethnic and we all decided to wear Sarees today in office.

It was such a nice surprise for others in the office. Everyone was wondering as what made all these girls wear saree on a particular day. Some infact came and ask..”is anything special…”
“well obv. its festival time so everything is special “was what we replied.

Everyone was looking so pretty…But when we started packing our things we realized how difficult it was to carry ourself and work at the same time. May be we are not habitual of wearing these…the 5-Day-Casual attitude of our office has spoilt me atleast. I have stopped wearing salwar Kameez as well…the jeans comfort can not be ignore.

These days when I wear salwar kameez…colleagues comment “ Anything special today? Are u on fast..or some occasion at home?” No doubt Indian dresses are much more elegant, decent and have lot of varieties but still somehow I prefer western casual…

Tomorrow m gng to dads place for diwali. As such I don’t celebrate as I m too scared of crackers…so just lights…diyas and sweets will make my diwali. So next three days will be again of complete rest without internet connection and work.

Wish all my friends and well wishers a very happy and prosperous Diwali/EID. May this Diwali/EID bring happiness to everyone’s life…

My brother’s twin sister: Raashi

It feels great to have your life printed. I mean records of what u did in past and those moments you enjoyed being yourself. There are so many incidents which get washed away from our memory with the passage of time. We slowly forget these moments and carry on with our life as if they didn’t exist.

The other day I was sitting with one of my friend telling him about the person I love most…my cute little brother. I was telling my friend how innocent my brother was and how naughty I was with him. Always teased him and made fun of him ..coz he was the only toy for me to experiment..he he…

I was in second grade and it was summer vacations for me. Whole day mom used to hold us from going out in hot sun and evening she wud let us play. We used to play with our neighbor’s kids…a gud gang of mixed age children. One fine day we two were sitting in the room painting a girl in a frock with crayons and we were filling red color in that frock. Bhai exclaimed “how pretty this frock looks with this color!!!!” yup…little we knew that he was a colorblind. When we finished the painting I realized that I too possessed a red color frock. I went to almirah and pulled it out and showed my brother..see its like this. Brother smiled and said u look gud in this…He looked confused with a whats-wrong expression when he saw my eyes twinkling.

Aunty opened the door and was surprised to see me at 4.00 instead of 6. She looked at me and called her daughters Hafisa- Nafisa. They both came running. We three were sitting and were planning to play that bell rang again. Hafisa went and opened the door. There stood a little gal. She was very pretty and wished us. Hafisa looked at me confusingly. I was taking a sip of Rooh-af-sa, and then I replied..ahhh she is my younger sis “Raashi”…Rishi’s identical twin. They were all shocked. She exactly resembled rishi. They asked me where was she all this while and wanted to know more. Aunty also came out of the kitchen wiping her sweat of neck from the duppata she was wearing. That was something strange for them that my mom dad had abandoned a baby gal. I then revealed that she was medically unfit and was allergic to new weathers and we cudnt afford to take her all the places keeping her health in mind. So my grandparents were looking after her and she visited us every summers. Aunty showered her love mixed-with-sympathy on her. Fed her like anything ignoring me completely. We played and returned back. Two days later Hafisa’s Mom came in the afternoon to see mom. Me and bhai were playing in the other room when mom called both of us. When we saw aunty our face turned white. Next question was but obvious “who is Raashi?”

Well mom she stays in village..rishis twin..why do u want to hide…mom looked at us in horror…monkeys was what she cud say…she threatened us and then my brother went inside calling Raashi’s name…and then Raashi appeared wearing the same red frock and did that sweet namaste and started giggling. And the best was she lifted her frock and said…look I wear a boy's brief… He was around 4 yrs old.

Then poor mom explained to aunty that it was nothing but a prank played by two of us. Next day another aunt came and she also wanted to see Raashi. Poor mom was tired of giving explanations to all neighbours that she never had twins. She then told dad abt the same and we both got royal scoldings. I guess after that my brother never dared to wear a frock….forget red..

Reason i m writing this post today is i missing him terribly...spoke to him couple of days back and found out that he was suffering from viral fever and a viral disease called Chickengunia which is being spread across nagpur and tamilnaadu. He has not disclosed it to mom dad and confided it to me. He is recovering now. I am missing him and feel like visiting him. I guess he needs me now...

Trip to Bareilly...

This one turned out to be exciting when it was least expected. We were supposed to start for Bareilly @5.00 in the evening from office and were carrying our stuff in the office. The Cab which we requested came late and we started at 10 in the nite from Noida.

we were 6 people in 2 cabs. 2 girls and 4 guys. All from different departments and different projects. I knew 2 of them and used to interact with them but other 3 were new to me. It was little awkward initially but soom we were comfotable with eachother. We stoped at one of the dhabas on our way and had nice food. Reached bareilly in the morning @6 and were quite tired. I was down with fever and my running nose was another pain. I kept lots of tissue paper from office just to support this idiotic nose.

We entered the army cant and finally 3 rooms were given to us. Me and Ekta were in one room. We hit the bed and soon were asleep. Others knocked our door @9.00 for breakast and then we reached officer mess and were late. Though they still served us but civilians are always seen as not punctual people and lazy ones and we proved it once again. After breakfast we started for our mission and reached the War Memorial Hostel where we met the kids. There are some 6 kids we sponsored and this time we had new responsibilities. We took their introduction and counselled them. Added new names in the merit list for more sponsorships. Evening we played with them.

After years i played basketball...it was nice...just that i broke my index finger of left hand. It swelled and m not able to bend it. Then we played badminton. Did lot of cycling with my colleague Don aka Saurabh. New name given to him in this trip as he itched us with this new movie "Don" dialogues.

In the nite all 6 of us went for a long walk in the cantt. We did cross the graveyard and it was quite horrible. I mean though i dont get scared but i must admit that the dead silence at 1 in the nite can take anyones life and the unconstructed road which we took which was covered by trees was worth crossing and getting a cute heart attack. Mohit did challenge me for getting inside..but guess they were scared than me...we came back at 2.00 and hit the bed...legs were paining as after a long time we walked for some 5 kms that too after a tiring day.

Next morning we visited the hostel and did rest of our work. Ate our lunch with the hostel kids. The best kid and favorite kid was a boy called Arun..he is in 8th grade and we cud see the fire in him...the spirit of doing something in life...the spirt of reaching his goal. A passion towards life. We all sat with him personally and felt the same. he lost his father in a firing which happened in jammu some 6-7 yrs back. His younger brother, Tarun was also there; must say he was the cutest boy of the hostel. We all pampered both of them. It was nice to be close to such children. We salute their fathers who sacrificed their lives for the nation.

Evening we started back @4.00 and reached Noida @12.00 midnite. My fever was gone in the fresh air and aftr playing games. So many snaps and so much of fun. This trip chnaged my mood. This trip made me forget my worries and I realised that there are people who are deprived and need our support. There is so much that we can do in this life and we just dont do...I am thakful to my organisation for considering me for this opportunity and letting me live another side of my life and my dreams.

Today i have memories of a trip which was made for a nobel cause. I have the moments captured and thanks to my colleague shirshendu whose passion is photography. He has clicked some amazing pics of those children.

The last person whose name i have not mentioned is Charan paji..Amazing person and quite a chilled out man. This trip brought me closer to these colleagues and they are very much part of my life now. We now know each others personal life and worries and share them whenever we get time to meet each other in office. This trip has given me new friends and new bonds.

Looking forward for more such meaningful trips of my life.

Going To Bareily Now

I am going to Bareily…Official visit again. I am feeling so tired and restless. Throat infection has led to cold and mild fever and I can’t backout at the last moment.

I will be back on Sunday evening. Thankfully next weekend in a long one.

Thanks to Baapu ji…I love him for this :)...and only this

Chandigarh Trip: A success?

My Chandigarh trip was good. We started @3.00 p.m from office. We hired Innova, gud vehicle. GT Karnal road is a good road for 5-6 hrs journey. We picked two from delhi and then reached Murthal Dhabas. My manager could no accompany as she wasn’t keeping well, so last minute the whole plan changed and my colleague came into picture. From Murthal Dhabas we picked some snacks and choorans and then moved to panipat and finally reached Karnal. Technical managers parents were staying their so, we halted and met them. Sat there for few minutes and then decided to have snacks at haveli. Haveli is a nice chain coming up in NCR region. Its basically a food joint, given a design of our village/ ancient times. Its huge structure appears like a haveli and it has a good architecture. I guess a good place to see if u plan to travel to CHD.U will see the big verandah and some khats/Manji’s. There are stalls for panipooris, pavbhaji, jalebis. Artifical envoirnment created by the person is appreciable. We picked most of the food items (snacks) and had it there. There are two restaurants as well apart from stalls, with reasonable rates. And food is hygenic. A Must C.

We started again, and the driver took an isolated route. This route was made when there was terrorism in Punjab. So Haryana govt. made this as a bypass to connect to Chandigarh. This road had no street lights, no dividers and the trucks were rash. We were sharing all sort of stories with each other. We entered chandigarh from panchkula and reached Hotel Mount view at 10.30 p.m. Rooms were booked so had no problem in settling down. Had no enegy to take dinner in their dining room and moreover it was about to close, so ordered food at 11.30 from round the clock menu. Same boring sandwitches and cutlets.

TV in the room was an ancient one. I mean the button to switch channel/tune volume was on the top and had no different color…10 mins we spent fining the buttons to it. We had remote..but none of the buttons in it were working. Supposedly 5 star hotel..but TV said it all. i guess i tried to press all those buttons embedded some 10 times but none responded back. Finally i stood and surfed the channel mannually. A

Me and my colleague shared the room and others were in the adjacent rooms. We cuddled ourselves in bed and slept @12.30 midnite. Morning got up at 7.30 and started preparing for the event. Reached there @9.30 when it was supposed to start. By the time it got over it was 8.00 in the nite. We were supposed to travel back but I was damn tired. My legs were shaking. I guess the heels which I wore wasn’t a gud fit for an event like it. We were in dilemma whether to start or to stay back. I was in no mood to travel back asif the body had dissipated all my energy. So we all decided to stay back. Then we decided to explore the city. In that condition also I was ready to explore. Someone pls shoot me to end this habbit of exploring places. We went to sector 17 market, which is a famous hangout for youngster. But that’s a different story that u will see old ladies and couples in 40’s resting on stairs in front of the fountain as if they have come to some park.

We came back and sat in the bar/lounge of Mount View. Some Danik Bhaskar, (newspaper) corporate party was organized in the lawn and they played all lousy hindi numbers which itched us. Believe me people were dancing on those as if all the nuts of their body parts have fallen and they were shaking as if tremors hit the place.

We sat in a loungebar and had our discussions on various topics. I felt really tired & excused myself…me and Abha came back in the room. We slept and next day we started back @ 12.00 in the noon. Just halted at haveli for lunch. I just had 4 spoons of curd rice. Wasn’t feeling well and reached back home @6.30 p.m. I was so tired that came back and slept as if I was deprived of sleep for ages.

BTW: on my way back I saw sukhna lake from outside…beautiful lake but heard there are lots of snakes..water snakes…& I m scared of snakes..they come in my dreams and make it a nightmare.

Hissssssssssssssssss

Going to Chandigarh on 15th sept 2006

Life has become hectic all of a sudden. No time to even have lunch properly…Monday I had burger just to avoid wasting my time in pantry...so told my colleague to get me a burger when she was gng to Mac D.

This weeked gng to chandigarh on an official visit. All business and no fun. I am the only one working for this requirement so I will be the only one who will get screwed if things go wrong..need to give 200% of myself…Today also I almost missed my lunch when my colleague dragged me to pantry and fed me…before I cud complete my lunch my manager called me on my cell “ where r u…we r waiting for ur report…meeting rite now….”

And again I had to leave and run for the meeting as I was already 15 mins late for it. Royally my manager and superboss took my class looking at my status of the event…and manager was still considerate in saying incase we are not able to do…we will push it for next weekend…and rite there..the same moment..my cute superboss said..”no no..u will have to do it this weekend itself & there is no option for u…”

So me stressing myself out….My superboss was wondering whom to send along with me..coz I m a gal..and I will need one lady atleast with other male colleagues….and then my manager nominated herself. I am happy indeed. I really appreciate the way she is dedicated to her work and I try to learn things from her. So it gng to be a good exposure coz I m sure she will share her experiences and guide me in this event…and I m sure before leaving I will make her feel proud on my report.

And i need to find out the good places to see after 6 in chnadigarh as i m sure i will be stuck with work whole day so only evening i would be able to go out with colleagues...i m happy..another place for me to visit..i have heard its one of the planned city in country and quite neat and clean.


P.S: i just realised that my comp is seriously affected by virus..and i need to get it formatted..and i wud not be able to do so for next week...so hopefully if things go fine i will post again...

Peace Of Mind

Life’s unexpected detours

People come and go and they leave a print in your life. I guess i am taking this to a senti mode again but i m so low that i really cant help it. I tried hard to keep myself normal but sometimes u really cant help situations. Last post i decided to be in my bubbly mode but i failed against destiny's war.

Yesterday nite when i was winding up my work at home and was abt to switch off my system i got an sms from my classmate which read "Pranay met with an accident and he is serious." For a moment i thought some prank but when i scrolled further there was no message hidden...i was confused with it...i called my friend back and asked him and got to know that Pranay met with an accident and has got some brain injuries and is in ICU struggling for his life. Admitted in a hospital in Noida itself.

I kept the phone and started thinking abt pranay and Radhika..Radhika was also our classmate and they were in love for past 9 yrs and last month they got engaged and their marriage is fixed in Dec. I met them last month at their place. It wassome discussion which radhika wanted to have. I reached and rang the bell. Radhika opened the door. Then couple of other friends came and we finished the discussion. After others left i stood up to leave ..and radhika insisted me to stay. Then i enquired abt pranay. He was sleeping inside the room in the afternoon as he didnt want to be a part of that discussion. I silently went to that room and woke him up...ordered him to chat with me...Radhika made cold coffee for us and we had good reunion there. fPranay's sense of humor is always the best.

Things flashed and i could not stop myself. It was midnight and i could not leave home also. I decided to see him next next morning. i had a disturbed sleep with the thought of him being serious. Morning i got up without moms yelling. Mom was surprised to see me up myself. She asked the reason and i told her abt pranay's accident. First thing which was in my mind was pranay's condition. I quickly dressed myself for office and then reached hospital. met Radhika. She was no better. She was quite low and her family too was kind of shattered. Upon enquiring came to know that he has got some brain injuries and his brain has not responded in 26 hrs. Doctors have told very clearly that the chances of survival are less than 5%. These things were told to their family members by doc itself. I wonder how can doctors be so rude. After an hr i left for office. With a heavy heart i worked and my friends from all over the countries made calls to enquire abt his health as i was updating them on yahoo group. Last year we had lost one friend chiru in a similar kind of bike accident and brain injuries...2 days back we lost one of our senior.

Everyone was so much concerned and worried abt pranay and radhika. Evening after office i rushed back to hospital. Things are still not fine. His brain has still not responded. There is swelling in his brain and his family members have consulted all major hospitals with his reports and everyone has said the same thing. "keep him under observation for a week and lets see" and yes they did add...."prayers work in such situations."

Till 8.00 p.m today there was no sign of improvements. We all are visiting them turn by turn..Ashish gomber was there till 6.30. then i joined him and he left. At around 8 i checked with other friends and they told they are on their ways and then i left them.

I am so much tensed with his situation and praying to god to give pranay enough strength to come back to normal. I just can think of any other circumstance happening in their lives.

Pranay's mom is the strongest mom i have ever seen. She didnot shed a single tear while we all had wet eyes. She has lost her husband 3 yrs back when pranay was studying with us. She still managed to smile and was consoling others. She has promised us to throw a grand party once pranay is normal.

Dear Lord..please accept my prayer and bring pranay back to his normal state. I want to attend their wedding in Dec and want them to be happy forever.

God bless him...

P.S- To all my friends and ppl who come here, pls be careful while riding bikes and dont forget to wear helmets. if not for yourself then atleast for ppl you care.

Enough of Senti stuff ...i need a change

There were so many senti posts and me planning to improve myself now. Enough of Karan-sharukkhan’s melodrama style. Yesterday I met my Ex-Boss and a gud friend Bharat. It was like a meeting after ages. He was the first boss of my career and a good friend and a good motivator always. Has helped me a lot in my learning. I am always thankful to him for all he has done for me. Yesterday we both sat for sometime and discussed a lot about work and life. I am very happy that he has finally found his beloved and currently she is in Taiwan for some official visit. I got a chance to speak to her also when she called him up. She is no doubt a wonderful person.

Then we went back to his place and I met his mom dad and sister. It was nice meeting them all. I really enjoyed those 2-3 hrs of my day.

Another ex-colleague from same company, Smitha…I call her smikky is also engaged and getting married in early Jan coming year. I am so so happy that finally she also found her beloved. I really miss my first company, its people, its work culture and just everything about it. I am lucky…that I got a chance to work with wonderful people and got lovely friends in my life who are always there for me, with me.

Whenever I close my eyes and think of my first employer, I get a very devotional kind of feeling inside me. I see it as a temple.

Well there were many reasons that I am missing Classic Search so much because I met my ex boss…because smitha called and because I have already complete 2 yrs of blogging and this interest which became a habbit started when I was working there.

Hope to be a blogger forever…

We will meet again... Will we?

I never wanted this moment to come in my life. Every passing day makes me sick with the thought of loneliness that I will be facing in coming months. Distances matter in any relationship. Most of my good friends have left the country for further studies/ career.
And some are yet to leave. Things change so frequently that sometime you don’t get to understand the situation. U don’t get a chance to react on them.

Monday, Sachin (one of my bestfriend) was in town. He had informed me about his plans before arriving. We planned to meet on Tuesday. I left early from office to meet him at CP. He had some work in karolbagh so we drove down ..and he picked his stuff which he had given for stitching. We came back to Narula’s in CP and sat there for snacks. I met him almost after an year. We discussed about each others life..work and other friends. He treated me coz his visa got stamped. Yeah he is also flying to US. I was happy for him but at the same time sad for myself that another person leaving me and this country.

Then we went to the parking and stood there for sometime discussing on some topic. Silence was a bonding. I looked at him and tried to smile. Past few days of my life had been really tough and I see another tough moment of life. As he walks away from me..i feel the loss inside me…I feel the pain of standing alone and watching a person go again. I started my vehicle and came back home.

I don’t know how many goodbyes are stored for me. I had no words to stop him as he is going for good. And I always want him to achieve the most in life. He is not a net savy and not regular in mails either. All we were in touch were through phone calls. And practically speaking the frequency from US will go down.

I try to convince myself by saying “we will meet again and this friendship will go on”

Next Morning, I woke up and tried to forget the pain and started my day as an ordinary day. I reached office and started working. My mobile rings:

Me: hello
X: hey, whats up
Me: nothing much, u tell me whats up..hows life and how how come u have called me in the day time?
X: just like that
Me: ok cool..so whatelse happening? Whats new?
X: M going to Belgium on 9th Sept….long term onsite….

(Do I need to say anything else?)

Alive...no better than dead..

I met with an accident today morning on my way to office. It was all my mistake..my carelessness…the car is damaged….thankfully I was slow otherwise I wud have seen the damages on my body as well..there was no body at mistake…nobody was hurt..no damages to anyone..just me and me..and my poor car…

I lost my concentration..messed my driving with the mess in my brain…I had done that before as well..there is no better place to commit. My friend actually pointed my mistake telling me that “u were lost while driving..and that’s dangerous”. That certainly was.

Morning I got up and unlike my routine I sat in drawing room and started discussing my life and things I need to do which are too crucial with mom. I guess that was the wrong time. I went to my wardrobe..picked my new top to tell myself that everything is fine..and I need not worry about anything…and then I started my vehicle…just about a km..i was still in my sector..when I put it in 3rd gear…but suddenly something happened and I started thinking on so many things…I knew my thoughts were taking all my concentration so I put the vehicle in 2nd gear and slowed down…was thinking on so many things and then I realized it was 1st Aug..salary wud have been credited..and this time I will get a new music system for my car…and then I saw the barrier at the gate…I don’t know why for the first time it was down…as soon as i reached, I saw the another vehicle coming from the opposite side..though I was slow but I somehow felt that we were going to collide and I lost my control and moved my steering to right ..and that particular moment ended my dreams and thoughts…it was severe accident of my car…it is completely damaged from the front..water and petrol started leaking…I saw people gathering..i had no energy to come out of it..

I was so sense less for secs...then I came out to see what happened…and cud see the damage…I lost my confidence…I lost it because I had too many things in mind…I somehow managed to drive back home to park it…then I called my boss telling that I wud be late for work…I started walking down when my colleague came all the way to pick me..i didn’t want her to because I cud not stop my tears…but by the time she came I walked approximately 1.5 kms and was very much in control.

When I came back..my office people were looking at me and my condition..i cud barely speak…watery eyes and red nose were but obvious after such an incident…they then started telling me their various encounters…and accident stories and told me that I was safe and much luckier than others..that made me feel better..but now sitting in office I just don’t feel like working..every other min the scene of me loosing control over the vehicle comes and I just see myself as a looser...I hope I will be better soon…enough of my experiences…

I need a break

I am too tired of being myself..i really need a break..i want to go to some unexplored places..i want to enjoy peace...

Man can someone please take me to leh ..ladahk...i found small places which i never heard before..now i need to find people who are daring to explore such places...

Driving Experience #2:

Well this post was drafted quite some time back but somehow forgot to publish..

Reems stayed at my place last weekend and next morning I planned to drop in her place. We both looked at weather and felt happy. It was one of the most sexiest weather for a long drive. Her place is some 35 kms from my home. Its in Greater Noida and the route one has to take is awesome. The way is called as Express Way. Some 8 lanes and some 20 kms long. U can just go for a long drive there and I must confess I felt really gud on those road. Everytime I was telling reems that – god is so damn unfair…today weather is gud…mood is gud…roads are gud and unfortunately u r not gud..i mean I I felt like dating a gal..what can b more embarrassing than that?

Anyways she didn’t mind my stupid statements. She is always a sweetheart. I increased the speed of my car and we touched 100. I was happy..even at hundred I felt safe. Then I thought of gearing up further and meter showed 110. Reems looked at the meter and said…” u know what 120 km/h is the normal speed here on this road” I took that as a challenge and pressed the accelerator…and my speedometer showed 120…pressed little further and I was driving at 140…at 140 also I felt very normal and she said she is not getting the feeling of 140 speed. Then I lowered the window and we cud hear the air…the sounds were like what u hear when an aeroplane goes above your head and it was no doubt scary…she also got nervous and asked me to slow down…and then I somehow cud feel the car going out of my control…I slowed it down realizing my mistake. I am sure if I wud have continued at 140…I wudnt have got a chance to blog abt it..

:)

Driving Experience#1:Use dipper in the nites.

That was the second day when my dad’s driver was sitting next to me to just see if I can drive properly or not. My dad told him that I know driving, only thing I lack is confidence…I never knew my dad had wrong illusions. Anyways confusion started with my dads statement.

I drove some 20 kms in a stupid village type roads with all pits, villagers, buffalos and trucks on the road. It was indeed tiring to reach office those days. Poor driver used to sit silently just to help me in concentrating and focusing. I stopped the car on the red light and as it turned green I was not able to start. Vehicles behind me started blowing those horns which made me nervous and in that nervousness I cud not start. I got so scared that driver asked me to shift and he drove the car.

Same day while returning, I was driving at a normal speed when a villager with his bicycle was crossing the road. He was at a normal speed and I thought he will cross, by the time I will reach the crossing. But I don’t know if he had a fight with his wife for some thing that he stopped there and I just lost my control. Though I pressed my breaks hard but hit his bicycle. His rim was broken but thankfully he was safe. People gathered and started whispering…I was shit scared when driver took the steering and started again. The villagers were really sweet for not saying anything to me. Next few days I crossed the same roads but was very-very careful.

Now, driver asked me if I wanted to try again after coming to a distance. I was low thinking abt that minor episode. I wanted to give up but then I wanted to take the fear out of me…I knew now or never. I agreed for driving again. I sat and started. So started changing gears one after another. 40, 50 and touched the speed at 60. And then I saw a truck ahead of me…I slowed myself and started following it. But Truck was slow and it was irritating then my sweet driver asked me to overtake the truck. I started overtaking from left. Driver asked me to horn to notify the truck that we are taking a pass. I did. And I was abt to cross the truck that I felt an earthquake. A sudden crash. I applied brakes and it took me just seconds to realize that the truck banged my vehicle. I didn’t know how to react. I parked it on a roadside and then felt like hitting that SOB. I asked my driver to go and scold him …he looked at me and plainly refused. I was furious and asked him why not…he replied –“That was ur mistake as u didn’t give the dipper”. Now where was he when I was supposed to give the dipper???. I told him –“u never said even once that I was supposed to give dipper while overtaking...all this while u were telling me to horn continuously…Smartly that ass replied =” I thought U knew all this”.

Felt like kicking him..but now nothing can be done...i am driving the same vehicle with a big dent. When I asked my dad to get it repaired, he said –“ I m sure u will experiment further with the vehicle so lets forget getting it repaired for a while…we will get it repaired once and for all..” Man one dent was enough to listen to his taunts...stupid driver and stupid me…

Now I can drive..though not all the perfect in parking but still drove 120 km a day..that was my record.

Ships Returns...

20th june 2006...

I have turned 24 I guess…nopes that’s my real age and I don’t feel shy abt it. I got so many calls from all of you. I am thankful to people who were awake in the midnight to wish me and scrap on my scrapbook. Feels good to have all of you in my life.

I have to take new resolutions…one of them is to start morning walk.Putting on weight like a buffalo. And I was very very busy all these months..u can see the last post’s date and todays date…but now thankfully I have got net connection in the new house.. Airtel guys are fast…good service I must say.

Now I will be frequent again so keep reading..Lots and lots of fun in coming days..

I have moved to Noida so have left delhi..and i seriously dont wish to stay there...I have learnt driving and now i drive to my office myself...so u feel free to cross the roads..i will explain my driving experiences in the next post..

Why people give dirty looks?

so many good things have happened..We 4...i mean my family was together after 4 yrs at home this time...all these yrs we all met in some cousins marriage or some get togethers like those...children are like sparrows these days...they wait till they learn how to fly and once they are strong enough they fly away from the nest...come back occasionally to the nest where they learnt how to eat..how to fly...i still remember when i was in 2nd grade there was a sparrow's nest. Every day the parent sparrow used to fly to get some food for babies and evening they used to feed them...the chirping sounds of sparrows still reminds me of my childhood...I read in some management book about consumer lifecycle. They used a word "nested"....which was referred to the stage where parents are taking care of children at home.


Another good thing of my life...I found my school friends on Orkut and i feel so good talking to them. I found 3 of them and talking to two. Its after 10 yrs of absolute no contacts i found them. World is so small..and orkut is so big..thanks to people who refered me to this Orkut. :) I am gald i am here.

I am learning how to drive..thats a good thing for me atleast..i dont know why people react so badly when i drive zig zag..he he...not saying i am so bad...i m just pathetic...the other day bhai was instructing me and i was taking a u turn and imagine at u turn i stopped the vehicle blocking the whole passage. People gave me dirty looks as there was no red color L mark on the vehicle plus i got so nervous that i was almost screaming..bhai jaladi kar nahin to koi thok dega...not only that there was a lady who was sleeping on road side on a folding...she got up and stared so badly because the lights of car was on her face for nealy 10 minutes and she saw me sitting at drivers seat and she actually sat with " Dont-run-over-me" expression. Yaar why dont they understand i am a beginner and need some time...100 murders are forgiven if the crime is done in innocence :P

God bless all :)

so many things..

Phew!!! Such a hectic life…My god last I blogged was a month back…about the wedding what shld I say??? It was a love marriage and I wish her luck seriously. I still don’t understand how can ppl become blind in love..compromising is still something I can understand but blindness!!! Anyways I better not comment on that..it was just that I felt sad for her parents whom I found unhappy with her marriage. The dissatisfaction on their face was something which bothered me whole nite there.

These days brother is at home..so life is gud fighting and talking to him…its fun as always. My younger cousin got engaged and fortunately her fiancé works in my company..and I met him without telling my sisters name..it was tough acting innocent…

Work is cool…delhi is HOT…feels like if I will go out in sun..then my blood will evaporate and I will be left with layers of fat beneath my skin…

I was surfing TV after a long time and saw a movies trailer..which said “ sometimes life doesn’t give a second chance!” well how true!!! I believe in this so very much. Me getting philosophical…

Whats back door entry??? Initially I thought its something related to just bribe and ill means of taking admission. But no its got a rite meaning associated with it. Today my brother locked the door when we were gng out and when we came back we were not able to open it…half an hour we tried but in vain..finally we went to back door and pushed it and it opened…shows how safe we are generally!!! But now the whole point is what if it doesn’t get open for next two days…ppl who will knock at the front door will assume that we aren’t at home and will leave…but benefits are now let me ask ppl to lend me money and give the address..they will never find the door open and I will run away :P that’s as stupid as me :)

Ohh something I forgot to mention…somebody suggested me to keep fast on Monday..and as everyone knows why!!! Well a girl like me who just love eating…is now actually fasting on Monday..i find it so damn hard man!!! Everything comes with a price I guess…and this one is just too costly…Mondays are working for me like others and whole day instead of working I keep thinking abt the biscuits in pantry..abt the nuts there…and finally the sweet rotis mom give to me..man I don’t like sweet and this fast makes me eat just sweet…anyways…no point in cribbing…

Someone also told me that I get angry too fast and I might kill someone in anger….too impulsive and outrageorus…vowww now even I wasn’t aware of that..i do feel like killing ppl with whom I contradict or have coldwars..but than I don’t mean it…but now I guess I better need to divert myself…and now since u all know abt me..dont dare to make me angry….otherwise yamraj will over achieve his targets :P

gotta fast tomorrow!!! no shortcuts allowed...:((

one question: something which i have been thinking for quitesome time...story of a friend..a cute acquaintance of mine is outgoing, friendly and naughty and she meets a person who is just opposite to her...the one whose outlook of life is just opposite to hers...but somehow she likes him..coz opposite attracts after all...now one fine day she was sitting and discussing her work related issues with another colleague of hers in a cafeteria and her guy sees her...he hates her for that and tells her to go out of his life! Was that justified? she tries to explain but the person was just not ready to listen...do u think she was at fault and shld consider him again? coz it became a serious issue..

Sometimes me meet a person, and feel that he is just our types and meant for us but to realise that he wasnt the one we were looking for.

sometimes we hate some ppl for small reasons and end up loving them.

second case happens with me so frequently that i just dont feel like commenting on it...all best ppl in my life were once upon a time ignored by me coz i hated them for some or other reason and today they are part of me..my life...

Tale of 3 cities:poo's wedding

sounds familiar naa!!! well tomorrow is going to be a hectic day again....everyday i waste 3 hrs in commuting to my office..tomorrow its a special day when i will cross 3 states..generally its 2 states...

Its my graduation friend - Poo's (poonam) wedding that i am supposed to attend in the nite...now morning i will attend office...will start from noida at around 3 and cross delhi and then to gurgaon...will catch my other friends there..will get ready at her place and finally attend the marriage and come back home :)

Reems will stay at my place in the nite...gng to be fun...

things are getting much better these days...yesterday was the busiest day of my life...but now things seem to improve...wish me luck...:)

i am back!!!!

Do u ppl really want me to blog further? arent u tired of my crap???

I am back..nothing was getting bored and thought of getting back to this blog shlog thing...Recently i joined orkut and found it OK types. Had heard a lot abt it..but found it just OK..nothing so great..its a great way of killing ur valuable time...

I just came back from a distant relative's wedding, which was in some outskirts of Rohtak..Haryana...and i am still not able to believe that i saw a village!!! And people in village are so far better than ppl in cities..i mean they way they are close to each other..the way whole village knows each other...now the flaws are...ofcourse u cant think of dating someone..and blind dates wud be just impossible...

so many things happened in my fav city and i still feel that i shld have been there...well Rajkumar Uncle died but still not able to get the funda that if it was a natural death then what were those riots for? After all everyone dies..thats what they tell on AAstha Channel...

Aastha reminded me that there are so many such channels..earlier there used to be just one!!! well but aastha and similar ones are progressing...woh kya kehte hain hindi mein..Zamane ke saath chal rahe hain...they showed contraceptives Ads and similiar products Ad, Worst they are showing those Asian skyshop dubbed cassettes for those weight reducing products, showing a foreigner reducing her belly and apps...they have commercialised it as welll...hope Ekta is not gng to enter this industry..otherwise i m sure she will swap Krishna's Radha with Vishnuji's lakshmi and all creativity straight from her knee!!!!

I shldnot say all this for her...after all we share a special bond...we fall underthe same sunsign..;)

What do "I" do?

Life is so damn funny!!!!

U want to avoid a problem and to avoid a problem u enter into another problem or i wud say forced to enter into another one. This isnt fair....

I feel blogspot is tired of my blogs weight....121 posts...i am also tired...to be frank i feel there is nothing left for me to write..i feel so empty these days..there is nothing happening which is worth describing..or i shall say things that are happening arent catchy enugh for me..its just that all bad stuff happening with me in 2006...its just march..i am waiting for the august...well nothing great..somebody told me i will have a real bad time till 2006 (emotionally, physically and mentally) and then hopefully things will change..i guess he/she wanted to say..after that u will be habitual of bad things :P

Physically: Oh yes i have put on extra pounds and flab isnt fitting in any of my dresses and my last company's full and final settlement is left so cant buy new dresses..somehow adjusting with strechable jeans and tops :P

Mentally: God made me different by give me extra brain than some of u. Obvious if it can be measure in points then, considering u have -20 points then i have -200 point these days on the same scale.

Emotionally: well yes, emotionally its becoming worst these days..earlier i used to cry watching all senti stuff..now i cry on all the Soaps aired by Star plus/Sony and Zee

It still gives me a shiver when i think of the month Jan and Feb 2006. I dont know why i still wrote funny posts...feeling broken now...

Hibernating...

And ppl say i have a bad habbit of hibernating...whatelse m i supposed to do when life makes me a ball and hit me for 4's and 6's. Though scoring high but taking away all my energy...i have to be dormant untill it gives me a reason to smile coz i can forsee series of events which are actually as irritating as watching an english movie dubbed in hindi with sicko accent.


Mujhe dawa ki nahin dua ki zaroorat hai :P

Thanks for bearing me all these days/months and yrs (depending upon ur subscription to this seedy page)

What do "U" do?

When u feel u r surrounded with problems and solution isnt clear..(infact doesnt exists)..what do u do? how do u vent out ur anger/frustration?

Option 1: U pray to god and ask him to show the right path?
Option 2: U share ur worries with ur friends and ask their opinions?
Option 3: U leave the situation expecting some miracle to happen?
Option 4: U just ignore the problem unless it bounce back with some complimentary prob.?
Option 5: U blame someone else for ur problem and feel lighter?


Any other options available?

Looking for answers!!!! as i m sure u have gone thru this...

Conspiracy theory

Today my cousin left and its saturday night..i m missing her and all the masti's. Was just missing the way we were gossiping all these days..oopps nights...we were sleeping in the same room...so half of the time we were on net...either she talking to her friends or me surfing some or other sites..finally I showed her my blog...now she also knows abt it....

Yesterday night since we knew that it was our last night, we enjoyed every moment. We discussed hell lot of a stuff..various topics...and we both laughed like silly gals at odd hrs...the topics were funny as usual...we were teasing each other and a vendor almost in the middle of the night was selling the vegetables. Something very unlikely in my area. With a very serious face i told her "Look Shivi, this isnt good. Girls from good families dont get into such things. Though U are elder to me but i feel its my responsibility to take care of u and save u from all wrong things". She got serious and asked me what happened. I told her this " Look i dont like this boyfriend of urs who want to meet u at this hr by calling all code words...aaloo le..tamatar le...karele le..kuch to le" for a minute she was serious and then we were gigling...

To take revenge, she told me how sorry she feels for my "would- be" husband....she knows how moody i am and also my bad food habbits as well as sleeping disorders...she knows how much i love junk food and then she asked me a very simple question "what if ur husband doesnt take u out on weekends for dinner..forget once or twice..he is those miser kinds who believe in eating Dal-roti at home"...my god...i got scared..dal roti on a weekend..every saturday evening i argue with mom to make something different..other than dal-roti-sabzi..

I had to answer her question...so i told her.."if on the first saturday night he makes me eat dal roti i m surely going to divorce him..how can he???? I will commit sucide if 2 consecutive weekends i eat dal roti"...
on this she replied.."well yes u have that option and we will tell the police that u did it coz he was asking dowry....dont let him live in peace if u r gone..." .well nice idea...nice dal roti he will get in Jail :P

Kher then i came up with one more suggestion...well if i have to committ sucide then i will get insured..will take a policy of 1 million rupees..and will nominate people like u in my life...so i assure a stable future in my absence to all my cousins and their children..and the imagination went to the extent that she told this scenario : she and her grand children willl thank me everytime they will see a movie, eat in a five star...they will "cheers" on my name...not a bad conspiracy!!!

As we moved little away from this silly discussion, we started discussing abt a TV serial, Laughter Challenge. Well initially it was good. So we were immitating and discussing abt each performer and we came on the guy who used to imitate prostitutes and fav catch line is "Pechan Koun" (with sound effects). and finally i dont know what happened to me..i asked her if she had seen "Eshaan Kureshi", another participant with a unique presentation. Thankfully she had seen the thin guy with mush from MP. I told her that she resembles him. Well not the first time..when ever i see a lean guy on TV i tell her u resemble him. She initially used to think i was serious..but yesterday she realised my motive. As usual i tried to irritat her and she tried to kill me with her pillow...she hit me so hard...i dont know but i love pulling her leg...it gives me excitement

Now shes gone and i m left alone with this blog...ruining my saturday nite..but good thing is waiting for my dad who is coming from Hyd today after a month. Mom sleeping in another room..and me blogging in a sexy weather..Delhi's weather has become just too good..its raining and very very pleasant..i love this mitti ki Khusboo...:)

How to ruin the things

There is so much of difference in interview and a real life interview but believe me real life one sucks more than anything...

I was telling my cousin who is gng to appear in one of those today that dont b nervous..be brave and this is not end of it..well obviously I was sarcastic...last nite i was just giving her a small lecture on how-to-ruin-the-things...

Stage 1: Presentation
I told her if u r not very much convinced then obviously u can ruin it at the first stage itself by coloring ur hairs...like red..green and funky things. No prospect family wud like to sit with u for even 2 mins ...if u are scared that u will get scoldings from the current parents ;) then u can do little less torture..just redo ur hairs...i mean cut in a weird manner…that’s it…

Stage 2: Communication
Now if u want to take a chance by looking at the family, then meet them. Love at first sight?
Yes: good ..go ahead…
No: then follow this:

Prospective Mom: Whats ur name?
Say: Basanti or ramkali or Champa
Prospective Mom: beg ur pardon? (That’s what u want rite!!)
Say: pity them and tell ur real name…anyways no harm as they know ur name and vital stats.
Prospective Mom: What have u done (obv. Wants to know ur qualification)
Say: 5 thefts, 10 strikes and 2 murders
Prospective Mom: sorry!! (rite time)
Say: Egg-actly (salam namaste style)..they shld know u r a movie buzz..
Prospective Mom: Ok!! Do u know how to cook?
Say: (refuse babe..otherwise they will fire the cook…don’t get into the trap…)
Prospective Mom: what all can u cook?
Say: Beef..pork..meat..well I am sure u are aware that they are vegetarians
Prospective Mom: Do u want to work?
Say: obv not… but I believe in mgt which is getting ur work done in best possible way ;)
Prospective Mom: what are ur hobbies?
Say: I love playing cards..especially with money…Call it Jua with excitement
Prospective Mom: How often do u play?
Say: only when I take drinks (get into the sholay mode...best way to get out)
Prospective Mom: So do u booze?
Say: well not always, only when I feel low which is obviously a result of less intake of marijuana..

Kher itna bahoot hai pakane ke liye and I am sure u won’t be able to do so…

Easy way out:
So there is a best decent way to get out of it…whenever u talk in front of ur parents be normal but when u are given a chance to speak when nobody is around don’t forget to stammer…and yes look little squint and limp while walking in front of prospect family…I don’t think ur own family will notice this ;) if by mistake someone notice also tell them that u got all nervous…after all u r not experienced ;)

Stage 3: Resultation
Still the family is after u? (which I don’t think they would be) then tell them that u don’t want to marry guy coz he is fair..and u like wheatish complexion..or vice versa. Be flexible in rejecting yaar…

At 12.30 a.m this gyan was given by me which ofcourse she is not gng to use…and worst when u teach someone u feel hungry…this is my observation and I got biscuits from the kitchen and kept the packet besides my pillow to munch slowly...and I felt someone hitting me…she hit me coz I kept that packet on the bed and she was scared that rats will come and might taste her skin as well coz she had applied fruit flavored cold-cream.

Whatever yaar but I feel these processes are really scary…I am sure I will surely use these given a chance ;)

Whom to Blame..i reached office late!!!!!

Mr.Bush, coz of u i was late in reaching office and ofcourse this samajwaadi party's drama blocked the ways at jantar mantar and other main areas and clotted the whole thing. I started for office at 9.00 a.m and reached at 11.00. Damn traffic moved like a tortoise. Worst it was my second day at the new office...

Only good thing i found was increase in H-1Bs. Good more onsite ppl...and i guess laloo is also getting smarter..i liked his hi-tech budget this year...atlast something good from his side...

Cute Error message

Well whenever i find an error message in sending mails..i just get pissed..but for the first time i smiled looking at the error message...I was using my gmail account and there was some technical problem and when i tried to refresh the page the following message came:

Server Error

Gmail is temporarily unavailable. Cross your fingers and try again in a few minutes. We're sorry for the inconvenience.

My mind not only wanders, sometimes it leaves completely..

I guess very soon my name is going to be in India’s most wanted list! Shoaib Ilyasi with full confidence say “Together we can and we will make a difference”. Aah…what a great difference…I have been getting threatening calls from my friends…why???
Here is the sample of my work…

Case #1: (Friend’s call)

Friend: hey buddy how r u?
Me: doing good, but why u sounding dull. What’s wrong?
Friend: Ohhh!!! I have cold, fever, throat infection (and told me other sister concern diseases..)
Me: yaar take good care of urself, already 1000 ppl died of cold and flu and I guess u r next
Friend: you @#$%^&

Case #2:

Friend: I am so bugged, feel like committing suicide!!
Me: I guess u should!!! Why to think so much. I will be waiting for the free lunch service hosted by your parents :P
Friend: Waiting for that Free lunch….u #$^&^#@

Case #3:

(This is as irritating as me)

3 of us are walking on a street, when we spotted a Guava Vendor. Happily we decide to buy some and believe me none of us are good at buying fruits. So I let the others decide on the best ones. The girls start with the buying process…and I will call it a process only coz the amount of effort they made in buying 2 pieces out of the big pile. They started scanning those first and then they lifted every alternate piece and started making comments. I was watching all that but yaar how 2 control??? The comments shld be worth rite!!! Now if u hear such comments I m sure u too will get bugged…

OMG, this one is so loose skin, I don’t like it!!!!
OMG, it seems a parrot tried to taste it with its beak!
OMG, see how many marks on it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and as soon as I heard last one I cud not control and said “do u want me to get a No Marks cream for buying a beautiful, glowing skin guava? And guess what…one of them was my lady boss!!!

Naah, she did not terminate me for offering her a no marks cream :P I left the org. before she cud try me ;)

Guide

Total free-types these days, so planning to become a tourist guide....so first assignment today...planning to show my colleague (Pomi) two famous things of Delhi...First is a newly built Akshardham Temple and second is Lotus temple. She has already seen Lotus temple but is excited about Akshardham. And not to mention that i am excited for both coz i havent seen either...yours truly is a peculiar kind of a creature...

Anyways taking camera along, will be posting some pics pretty soon...oh yes starting in few minutes...bunking office...ssssshhhhhhhhhh

My Valentine

I reached at 10 and spent time till six and the most enjoyable valentines day i must say. :(

Now, what can be better than this, that i come to office at 10.00 do little bit of work and leave office at 5.40 to see a valentine evening with a female colleague and i love the evening so decide to reach home early...and when i reach home i find only my mom and rest of the ppl in gurudwara....anyways thats a simple, plain valentine but fun was, after dinner me and my cousin planned for a walk. We went to the park in the vicinity at 10.00 p.m cursing eachother to have a boring valentine for 24 yrs...and then we spot the "Jhulaas" (slides) with no claimers..i mean kids...we both sat on swing and started enjoying it.. Then we saw a see-saw and we both were on it....its refreshening...especially when no one is there to watch ur stupid activities...then while walking back we took ice-creams...i love that orange candy which i used to love in grade 3 also :P mom scolded me like anything...is this ur age to have that stupid candy??? all are having something or decent and u will always go for the funniest one...

:((((((((((((( i dont know why my choice is always funny???? in the nite me and my cousin were discussing and she got a call...she went to the other room giving an excuse that there is no proper network in room..well which is true...but then she comes back and tells me that her friend (girl) called her up...and in minutes her same girlfriend calls her up again...Catch - she was talking to some guy and like a smart girl trying to mould the things thinking me to be a bakra...though i did not pretend that i knew the truth otherwise how will she talk again ;) and how will i not tell her that ur voice was loud enough to listen the whole conversation and also u forgot to shut the door behind of both the rooms...


***B/w this 10-6 schedule i was online on all the possible messengers to show friends that i am not actually seeing someone and available here to remove all the cute/sweet misconceptions.

Oh god forgot to tell the funniest part of my Valentine....i got a call from my classmate who is a very nice person and supported me when i needed a good friend...he calls up...i pick his call...Yaar he called up on a valentines day..so what do u expect me to think??? so i wish him sweetly...and after a crisp chat he tells me that there is something he would like to tell me...i hold my breath...he tells me that he is ...getting married...wowwww coool and for this he called me up on a valentine's day...i felt like hitting him..and told him the same...i asked him "is se achaa din nahin mila jale per namak chhidakne ko"...he could not stop laughing and i was so loud in office that my colleague also made fun of me :P...ek aur Bachelor shaheed...

Exit Interview

My life's first Exit interview ...dont know what to say...10 mins left....The external consultant will be giving me a call in few mins from now...but i dont know why i am feeling so sleeepy....i hope its going to be easy and not eye opening session :P

I hope no mistakes are waiting to be made here...

Confession...

Though i say thanks and sorry very often but that doesnt mean i dont mean them...most of my good friends complain about the same...

This basically post is for the person who had left a comment on my last post and i did not publish coz that was his personal thing...thanks..i too admit i was little too blunt when i made a comment while writing the post on IITians...and i shld not have generalised...but i was too irritated with some issues and may be due to that i was harsh...after all i am also human and bound to make mistakes..i apologise if i hurt ur or anyones sentiments...thanks for the nice words..wanted to write this as a personal mail but...Good Luck for ur future!!!

One secret: I always had a soft corner for IITians and IIM grads :)

Gmail's New Feature and Moderation

Its *the* best... I am fan of gmail now...these ppl have come up with the feature of using google talk from inbox itself without logging into messenger....its damn good...i can talk with friends without actually logging in different messengers...i am waiting for gmail to update it with various other features...the best part is if i send a smiley it first rotates...and then place it in the chat window which is like an UFO landing...like what they show is Sc-Fi movies

If you are not able to see this feature in your gmail account dont panick...gmail is sending in batches...even many of my friends have not recieved the invitation to use it...

And regarding my posts getting shorter i was unusually busy with various stuff and work...and one thing i forgot to mention..i have started moderating my comments after getting some filthy comments...and unfortunately they happened to be IITians...'filthy' would be a much decent word if u see the comments...Education not neccessarily makes a person better in terms of character and integrity. Anyways, that cant not be generalised, it again depends on family values and the way their parents have bought them up...If they use the same kinda language with their mom and sisters then i seriously dont think they are wrong anywhere...I hope the people surfing the net from IIT and Cyprus got the message and will not ask me to publish their cheap comments again. If still someone wants..please go ahead as i have lots and lots of patience to delete..

who is this someone?

"Just about the time when you think you can make ends meet, somebody moves the ends."

Lucky 2006

1st Feb 2006: Engagement
4th Feb 2006: Invitation
6 Feb 2006: Marriage
18th Feb 2006: Reception

This is the super fast, super sudden marriage scene of my best pal, Unnati in Bangalore...and I am surprised to see the gaps...But i am happy for her and the best thing is she is relocating to Gurgaon..which i always wanted...Guys in college always wondered about mine and her relationship and some teased us too saying there must be something....

" something " was the beautiful understanding....All the best for the future buddy :)

Most of my classmates sending the nuptial's intimation...2006 is lucky for most of us i guess...

Hard to predict

There was a guy who was supposed to join my organisation. He got his passport size pics and first thing he asked was if his photograph was going to get circulated. "Obviously" was my answer.

He snatched it back and said i will get new ones for u!!!! why..coz he was looking pale...dumb and stupid..as per him....i gave him one days time and next day he comes and gives me the same snap...i give him a strange look and he tells me that his new pics were worst than this...now how do u expect me to react??

i told him...yaar jaisi shakal hogi waisi hee photo aayegi and dont worry no girl will look at ur photograph as nobody has got time in our office to analyse such weird things and mails...i guess he felt bad....these IITians are hard to predict....now what was there to feel bad...he was trying to act smart with smart-attitude-filled answers ..and one dialogue from me and his bulb went off...

I can please only one person per day. Today is not your day. Tomorrow isn't looking good either.

rang de dhano version :P

There are 3 kinds of people in this world...those who want things to happen, those that make things happen, and those who just wonder what the hell happened!!!!!

Tragedy hamesha comedy ke roop mein aati hai *

* conditions apply

Badluck is SEVERLY bad…

Now who will be as unfortunate as me? I shifted from my fav. city to this place just to stay at my home, with my parents. And now dad has got transferred to a place near to delhi which is just 50 kms from Delhi. I can’t think of traveling 50 kms one side. So either I stay in a hostel and see them on weekend or quit my job and stay with them whole day. I guess former is better. So now back to a hostel or PG :( what the hell….why did I come to this place?

And one update…I seriously have no time to draft a mail and send to ppl in my address book to inform abt this…but there is a new virus these days which automatically picks up names and sends pics..subject line generally says “Pictures, Photos, S*xy, funny…and so on” Kindly don’t open that, the pictures will not get downloaded and in turn ur account will get affected.

Thankfully my virus infected mails are going to my close friends from address book…whereas my colleagues infected dirty subject mails are going to seniors and old (70+) ppl and they are asking her to resend in the hope that she has really fwded something watchable (censored)!!!

The world of Forwards...

If something i would like to change in corporate world then it would be the amount of mails exchanged and those chain mails and forwards which sometimes irritate to the core. Some mails are good with lots of information but others are just crap. I call these people who utilise their productive time in such high yielding activity as Vella.

(Gyan: Vella is a punjabi word for useless/Jobless, used interchangeable. If its with regards to a person then use Jobless and if related to any activity then refer as useless).

Type 1: Goodluck Mails: Send this mail to 7, 10, 50 people and something good will happen in next half an hour. The good is your TL/boss comes and sees u spamming other colleagues and gives u shit loads to handle alone... goodluck tha naa ;) ...

Type 2: Wishing Mail: Read some unfamiliar 4 lines and wish for something. Spread it and u will get the true love. Thankfully it doesnt work otherwise Draupadi would have left miles behind taking my colleague into consideration who is in love with every second guy she sees on the road :P

Type 3: Zodiac mails: A typical girly mail to understand what a sunsign means and what it reflects about your personality. All good things are true and all bad things are false as per a normal human beings reaction. ;)

Type 4: Celebrities Mails: Family Pictures of Cricketers to filmstar to politicians and even Don's Daughter wedding (she was beautiful man!!). Everyone becomes a celebrity and is caught doing each and every act ;). People are so vella that they wont mind capturing them if they go to pee...

Type 5: PJ Series: By god!!! these should be called as SJ (Sucidal Jokes, as my friend reems call them). Reading these i feel like banging the senders head but guess people are lucky beyond limits. :P

Type 6: Pity Mails: Somebody needs blood, somebody is cancer patient, so fwd it and sender/patient gets $1 with every forward. Now these are flown every now and then to test the patience and humanity left in people and believe me most of us Fwd it thinking someone's life is at stake and lets save him/her. Other than time and mailbox everything gets saved. (try to do backward integration and u will find no one ever existed)

Type 7: Cartoons and Office Humours: These are my Fav. I can not think life beyond cartoons ;) but some mails which kept rotating and bored me enugh was famous HUM-TUM series.

Type 8: Funny video Clips: This are light weighted mails forwarded by light headed person to choke the server for next 2 hrs and on the day when u are scared of some offical mail ;). Nothing great inside..some foreign Ads and some Neal and nikkis oops..i mean semi naked ppl.

Type 9: Salary Mails: This one comes on 31st or last day of every month just to remind u that today is the day when u will get the wages for the velli harkatein u have done in the month..

Type 10: Tales: Ancient stuff like a long forgotton love stories or some tragic ends, which one Vella picks from some stupid website...half reads it and then forward to another vella..and the second vella shows his gratitude by fowarding it to the third vella and hence the community grows exponentially.

Type 11: High end delivery mails: Microsoft is sharing its fortune. Fwd this and u will get a million dollar. Bill gates has just gone nuts to distribute its empire in chillars to beggars like u huh? Vella fwds and becomes a millionare and Bill is doing a Laundry (future scene if this becomes true)

Type 12: Low End Delivery Mails: Ups and Downs of a busines, if not a million then our vella are ok with a T-shirt with a printed smiley. Fwd this and u and me get a T-Shirt with a printed smiley. Forget Tshirts u wont get a torned underwear.

The above are some...yes "some" categories of "velli" mails other than those ritual good morning and happy festival mails. I too once was a priveleged member of vella community but over a period of time i realised my mistake and unsubscribed myself. Some of the old vella members are continuing and keeping the heritage and passing it to keep the tradition lightened.

Signing off

X-Velli

P.S: I unsubscribed coz i was threatened by my friends that they will block my mails or kill me if they happen to see me. :(

Let your heart fly: Indian Airlines

Feels like writing for a 7 marks question of 10th grade. Indian Airlines condensed as IA is a govt airline. The distance between Kolkatta and Agartala was covered by flight to reduce the travel time. This was my first ever journey in IA. I thought people used to exaggerate about IA but now understood what exactly they went thru. This article might be of some help if u are planning to fly somewhere.

1. Feel at home Factor: Now if you find the airhostess of ur mothers age or to be more precise of ur elder married sister's age then u will call the place a home ;) Other private airlines have better airhostesses with tons and layers of make up.

2. Unbias and considerate: If IA serve any candy other than Alpenlibe, then people may find the discrimination being done, so to avoid any discrepancy they serve only one candy. How appreciable. And see these jet guys..keeping almost 10 varients and flavor of candies and making passenger confused as which one to select.

3. No pretentious behavior: Thats one good thing about IA. If they dont like ur face then they will not bore u with those plastic smiles and sugar coated words. If they find u ugly their face will say it all.

4. Bringing the people closer: IA is always ahead in such measures. They will remind u that there were people before u and will come after u in the same plane and the national integartion will continue as usual. Dont believe it? Ok next time u board IA just open the snacks/ food holder and u can see Guptaji's leftover still there. some sauce and some oil stains to remind u that Punjab(sauce) and Tripura (oil) arent far off.

5. Changing the mindset: These Jet and other flights put a tissue sheet on the seat (beneath ur head) to absorb all the oil/dandruff/shampoo of one's hair to stop getting it transmitted to someone else. But IA believes in Equality of rights. U never know if sharmaji's chameli ka tel can do wonders and you might get some extra brain/memory power by rubbing your head against the seat or Bipasha's danddruff may remove the excessive unwanted hairgrowth in you. Who knows!!!

6. Atithi Devo Bhav: Now, since u have boarded the flight and as per the custom IA has to serve, they will get the best possible scattered items from the menu. Why to give u something expected. After all there is a word called "surprise" in the dictionary. So the USP is all scattered and unimaginable food items for a joy ride.

7. Adhering to the tradition: Why to serve water in small plastic bottles..after all plastics are not good for health, hence a small size recyclable paper cup. Now there is a catch, this actually shows how to get intimate with customers. While serving the water obviously they will sprinkle some on u and ur neighbours and by that u have to leave ur "Maun-awastha" and ask for a tissue paper. They dont want u to be quite coz in case sitting quitely leads to glueing of lips then they might not find a doc in airline to resolve the issue :P high time conspiracy ;)

8. Discarding the hospitality and coming to reality concept: Now everything has got a limit. These flying queens too are human. They too feel irritated attimes with their job and personal life and we should understand this. So what if they give you "eat-you-morons" look while serving. Lets be real and accpet them the way they are.

9: Six sigma and Quality Gyan: Food quality or service quality? which one to explain first? Both are recommendable. My Potbelly groaned with the yummy food and kidney just stopped working after the heavnly food churns touched it. 50 minutes notice was what i could get from my kidney (that was fly time as did not want to take a chance of experience a flying loo)

10. Branding, marketing, and positionting: i guess too many marketing concepts being a mgt student but cant help it. So now lets take a look at the resources inside.

Magzines: vowww a book on india with some pages folded as if it was lying in the library and reffered some 20 times.
Air Sickness bag: I could not find any. May be they have a different mode..may be a Bowl? (reminded me of Santa's disgusting joke)

Overall an exciting 50 minutes flying with so many new things to learn. And last but not the least the taglines which i found on my air tickets..

(i) Let your heart fly:
(my heart would have surely comeout and floated in bangladesh had it been a 2 hrs flight)

(ii) Fly smart, fly IA:
(well i am just blank to comment on this now)

Happy Flying.. if u happen to survive after the journey just lemme know

I wish i did the same

I wish i did the same, originally uploaded by ships.

But integration was not all that bad.



I am planning to go to my school tomorrow...feeling little depressed...i guess schoollife was best :(

Santa banta strike back

Santa banta strike back, originally uploaded by ships.

Just to make myself laugh :(

Santa banta strike back

Santa banta strike back, originally uploaded by ships.

Just to make myself laugh :(

Book Review: Da Vinci Code

I want to write abt my trip..but will write later....first let me tell u abt the book i read and found good...To be frank it was my fourth attempt to read this book..first 3 pushed me for first 30 pages and i gave up considering the font size, the old names of the characters and high funda christanity...a simple OHT (Over Head Transmission)...But before leaving for Tripura, I packed it in a hope that this time i will read and yes i did it...i completed the book and its awesome..

After crosing first 100 pages i realised that the book has got a nice suspense and a very good plot. Appreciated the way Dan Brown can arouse a soul. Lots and Lots of gyan on Christanity. I dont know how Christans are reacting over it. To admit something, i wasnt aware of things like Holy Grail, the last supper, cryptography etc.

A must read.

I bought O' Henery's collection with 200 short stories covered from College street, Kolkatta. Reading it these days. The story " Gift of magi" was a cute and loveable one.

Wish you all a very Happy and Prosperous new year.