Merry Christmas....

Winters, sweaters, mufflers, skull caps, at some places snow and at others its still really hot...

But still none the less.....

Decorate the tree, wear red caps, have some rum cake and well drink some wine...

Vaguely remember the days when I used to go to school in shorts thinking why seniors should be allowed to wear pants. What was wrong with the school, making me wear a full length blazer and then shorts below, it's not that you feel cold on the top portion only.

Always used to think why so much chaos, it's just Christmas. I mean think about it no one used to let us burst crackers in Diwali but on 24th Dec a guy would dress up like Santa and distribute chocolates and we would run after him to have some more.

Now, imagine if it was your first Christmas and you haven't heard or even seen a picture of Santa ever and a guy with dressed in Red and white beard walks up to you.

The first reaction: Whats with the dressing dude. Get a pair of jeans.

The second reaction: Dude huge beards are out. Stubble is in.

The third reaction: Dude, where is the six pack.

The fourth reaction: Whats with the laugh and anyways it's ha ha ha not ho ho ho.

And now imagine the worst.... Santa takes this advice...

A shirtless, low waist jeans wearing Santa with two really hot happy helpers..... OMG!!!

Now not very warm is it... Hot yes but warm... Christmas would then become a very grown up thing... It would be adult-rated.

Being a kid I liked the guy in the red dress, the long beard and the paunch was just the cherry on top of the cake. Come to think of it somehow Santa will always remain the ultimate guy that I might want to be when I grow old. Think about it... He must be in his 70's (at least from the look of it), has an amazing paunch, spreads joy and still just keeps on laughing and to top it all has a private jet (in his case its different of course). I would kill to be that guy.

What can I say... still have that kid wearing the long blazer over really short shorts who keeps peeping out.

Merry Christmas all.... I hope you all were good boys and girls this year... :)

FICTION 55: The Price For Freedom...

In this one I take a leaf out of my friend Sid's book or blog rather... BTW I am sure most of you know what is Fiction 55. In case you don't know let me tell you what wikipedia tells me... 55 Fiction is a form of microfiction that refers to the works of fiction limited to a maximum of fifty-five words... So here goes nothing...

He was running in a green field with wind blowing across his face, he was FINALLY FREE...

He opened his eyes. Where was he? He had dozed off.

He was sweating...

He looked around and realized it was all over...

The toilet paper was over and the new roll was in the next room...

Conversations...

How good is having a voice if you don't know how to make a conversation?

Being a part of the SN (Social Networking) generation makes it so important for you to be a part of the conversations and moreover to have an opinion. It is so important to keep talking to people to be part of a group... but (I know, I know there is always a but...)

How can it be so simple?

How often have you had one sided conversations in your life. If you ask me I have it all the time. At times at work, at times at home and at times even with friends. These are the situations where it does not matter if you have a voice. You having a voice does not make a difference, it does not change anything and you know that the person sitting in front of you has both his ears open for things to easily come from one and get out of another. So, what do you do in a situation like this?

Do you go ahead and waste your energy by saying things or since it is not going to make a difference you prefer to stay quiet?

The worst thing about this situation is....

If you speak your mind you get frustrated cause it doesn't matter and if you stay quiet and keep things bottled inside you get frustrated because it is difficult to keep things in.

May be no matter what happens you are bound to get frustrated and this is the reality or may be you do have a choice between getting frustrated or....

Not caring at all...

Creativity...

What do you do when you really don't think there is anything worth writing on your blog... well after thinking for a lot of time you do what you have done for most of your life sitting in front of your laptop.... YOU GOOGLE....

BTW its amazing how the word search is now synonymous to google... awesome.

Anyways getting back to what I was telling you. Its winters in Delhi, I was not expecting it to be this cold but it is and I sort of like winters so, good for me.... wait a minute we were definitely not talking about this... were we now?... Oh yes it was about Googling.

So, how do you make a not so happening life so damn happening. Nothing new is happening, there is no break from the everyday routine. You are so damn busy that you just keep trying to find something that good to write about. What do you do when you spend most of your time in front of a computer screen and still whenever you think you should write something on your blog there is absolutely nothing that comes to your mind. Hmmmm.. weird?? Like most of the things around I really don't know the answer to this one either.

How do you come out with creative stuff about your blog? Or do you really need to be creative... can you just blabber anything and think that people will come and read and share their views on it? I am still thinking about this and trying to be creative...

Anyways... Yeah I was googling and I found it....

Creativity: Creativity is a mental and social process involving the discovery of new ideas or concepts, or new associations of the creative mind between existing ideas or concepts. Creativity is fueled by the process of either conscious or unconscious insight. An alternative conception of creativeness (based on its etymology) is that it is simply the act of making something new.

Light'em Up.....

Happy Diwali guys.. I know I am a little late in wishing you but I seriously hope that you all had an awesome Festival Of Lights.

The gods are clean. The insects are dead. The houses are clean and painted and look as good as new and there are lights every where. Diwali is really that awesome an festival. Its amazing how people (like me) who keep their rooms as dirty as they can with clothes and books lying every where, work for hours together to make the room look really clean.

Anyways... I hope you people had a blast, had loads and loads of sweets and chocolates, decorated your house with Diyas and Diyas all over and prayed to gods like you had never done before....

From Orkut to Facebook to.... twitter?? May be..

It's 12.11 am by my computer clock and I really feel like randomly writing something. It might absolutely make no sense at all. I have been reading a lot about social media of late. But this is not really a post about the new practices involved in it. I really don't think I have that amount of knowledge right now.

Actually I am one of those people who are huge fans of Google and Facebook. Google I think is one thing that more than half of this world cannot survive without any more. Many make a living because of google and I am really not talking about the people working in google.

Facebook is this awesome thing that I heard was the baap of orkut. Nearly two years ago orkut was the real in thing (at least where I was studying it was). Having an orkut profile was cool, hep and well sort of useless for me cause I was never online. Now, on the other hand I am online almost whenever I am awake and I somehow still find it really difficult to manage time for orkut. Anyways...

A friend of mine asked me to join facebook and these were her words...
"I am sure you will love it. Its damn addictive and damn cool. The stupid quizzes are too good."

Now calling a quiz stupid and good at the same time was weird but guess what she was so right. I was addicted to facebook almost immediately. Even now I might not get time to say Hi to a friend but I play Mafia Wars every day for 10 mins at least. Its really amazing.

Now, I know Mafia Wars might be the most weird game but for some weird reason it is also damn addictive.

Then came along twitter. I have heard and seen that twitter has revolutionized the whole social networking scenario. Its like an IM service but only restricted to 140 characters and well open to the whole word. I must say a brilliant idea to capture the attention of the "already in love with SMS" generation. But some how I have not been able to get a hang of it. The reason I think is that I am not that regular. Well time somehow does not permit me to be that regular. In any case may be some you can help. Share some ideas on how I can make that experience of mine better. (Will definitely feel better to have a dialogue every now and then :D)

Ya one more thing. Cleaning your room sucks but since its Diwali you can't help it.

Anyways, Its 12.30 am and I just wrote this cause I wanted to write something and well didn't have anything else on my mind...

Change Is Inevitable...

I got a make over, a brand new look. Some really cool stuff and well more is coming your way for sure. This brings me to something I base this make over on.... CHANGE...

You see facebook is really cool. It is a great place to hang out with your friends, play mafia wars and at times remind you that...

Change Is The Only Constant.....

Think about it. Even evolution was a change and a great change. It changed the very existence of man kind. I have changed and it has happened so many times that I have lost count. Such is life.

The fact is that people change and change is good. Yes it is. You just have to look at it from the right angle. What is the right angle? Well the answer is pretty simple. The right angle is the one which makes you feel that change is good or actually the best thing that could have ever happened to you.

Change can be anything. Getting a tattoo, a piercing, a new fitness regime, starting a blog or even losing your hair. Really....

Well you might not believe it but Guess what or rather who?.....

One of my Friends posted this on his album in facebook. This was taken some 3 years back. Kinda reminds me that...

Change Is Good If You Look At It From The Right Angle...

Reality.... Bites

Hey people... Hope you all are doing great...

Life has been busy for me, that also means that I have become more lazy as I just pass any free time that I get just being myself i.e. a guy who loves to sleep, eat and sleep.

Being young is good. For a very simple reason that you are just so far away from reality, you still don't know what each day might bring and you have still not joined the brigade of the brightest minds on the face of this earth walking on a straight line which has been made for them by the ones who have walked on it before, which in turn was laid in front of them by the thousands who had walked on it before them. Yes, I am still not a part of that brigade... in fact I would always want to remain this way. Thats the dream really... but lets see where life takes me... I am still not that old.

Nothing much is happening. I am trying to face all the challenges a newbie faces in the corporate world. At times you spend so much time in front of the computer that the very name of internet or laptop turns you pale. At times you fight with yourself to get up and drag yourself to office. At times you fight with yourself to do what you should do rather than what you want to do.

But you still get up everyday and feel that you can make a difference. You still try and dress yourself in a way that you feel that you are out there with a purpose. You still hold firmly a smile on your face everyday.

The best part I have to say is the fact that you still feel excited when you complete your goals and you still get motivated to do things better and try harder.

I might be immature and far away from reality and...

Yes Reality... bites and bites really hard and can tear you apart but it is not being real that often holds you together and gives you reason to have a smile...

Feeliiiinnnngggg Goooooooood.....

I am feeling good today... I don't know why... Feel like taking a walk... listening to music... I don't really know why... Its just random happiness and well this post is just about random things. And this all is happening even though I have a hangover (I had a blast yesterday night :D ) or may be it is happening because I have a hangover.
Well life is crazy or may be its just me... who knows or cares...

Life is not a sitcom or a movie right? Definitely not right? Just think a bit more. It really is not.

Well I just love watching sitcoms/movies over and over. Specially the feel good ones. The thing that is common to all of them is that its the background score of each of the sitcoms/movies that depicts the mood of the characters. Something similar happens with our daily soaps, just that now they have added the weird camera work to it. Now, imagine if something similar starts happening in real life. Every time you are in any situation this music starts playing. No no, don't just read... close your eyes and imagine...

Your mom comes to scold you and as soon as she says the first few words there is that Saas bhi Kaabhi bahu shocking scene type music (and may be even the camera work).

May be everyone feeling a bit low or just had a fight with some one should try this out, I am sure it will bring a smile out of no where...

Well today is Ganesh Chaturthi and well going with the flow lets read the next line really loud...

Ganpati bappa morya, pudcha varshi lavkar ya

Ganesh is one of my favorite gods I mean well I love all the gods but he Loves laddus, has the coolest belly and has an awesome ride, he is smart and gives a great kick start to everything :)

This is something what one of my friends just passed on to me... http://www.ganeshaonline.com/ganeshpaintings.php

And talking of friends, well some of my college and school friends read this blog and give really great comments. After all... Where would one be without friends but well more on that later cause lets not get too senti because we are happy today. This is what I came across while reading something on the net...

Never exaggerate your faults. Your friends will attend to that.... well I agree :)

Coming back to sitcoms and music... think... every time that one irritating person you hate to see and the one who you always get stuck with comes up to you and in the background there is the song "Raat Akeli hai... " oh oh we goofed up with the song right? Well as I said don't just read... imagine...

Now, imagining normal sounds like the ones in our TV soaps is ok but just imagine if you were to goof up with the songs and that also at the wrong place and the wrong time like a confrontation with your boss...

And well if at the starting of this post you thought I was going somewhere with this, well then, you didn't read carefully.... I have a hangover... :)

Happy In- Dependence........

As you might have guessed I am a bit of the Patriotic types (from the name of the blog) and since its Independence day I thought I will Jazz it up a bit. Now I respect my flag a lot. Just that don't have any other way of celebrating Independence day.

We live in a free world. We have the freedom to express our opinions in every which way we want to, we have the freedom to laugh, make jokes, dance and sing, to make new friends and biggest of all we have the freedom to think and yet I can hardly think of a day I was free...

This is what I thought when I wrote the last line.... You were always free. You did the things you like to do. You were free to initiate those things that you did and you were free to take them forward. So, from where did the first thought that "I had never been free" come from....

Well the first thought came because when I started thinking about the major events of my life. From my birth to me writing this blog, for everything I have been dependent on something. I was born, well, obviously due to my parents so totally dependent on them and I have been dependent on them from there on and I will pretty much continue to be dependent on them. Was dependent on my friends during my school and college days for making my day or ruining it, on my teachers (well, not so much in college except for internals) for the Knowledge and at times the T.P. (Time Pass) they provided me with. My sis for helping me out whenever I thought I was about to fall. This Laptop, the internet, this blog of mine and all the friends here. I have been just dependent.

Our Great freedom fighters fought for our Independence for 90 years but Independence was achieved only when we started working as an interdependent cohesive unit. No one could have single-handedly attained Freedom. But guess what.....

I love each and everything or everyone I am dependent on. I can appreciate my life as it is right now because of them. The freedom fighters loved fighting for the Independence of their country and fought really hard. We wanted to have our own governance. We made a choice between the British Rule or having our own Government. We used the freedom we were all born with. I used this liberty through each and every stage I have mentioned here. The most important freedom of them all....

The Freedom To Choose....

Happy Independence day all... Enjoy your Freedom...

A quick note..

Well please scroll down and read the new post cause well thats the new(pleae don'tget technical on this with me) post but before you do move down I thought I will share a little something with you. I added a tweetmeme button to the blog... you see the silver and green badge right at the end. Well what happens is that the silver part shows the number of people who tweeted the post and if you want to tweet and retweet the post you simply click the green button which says tweet or retweet... Do give it a shot and tell me if it works.. and ya again this is just a note, the one below is the real post so please move your eyeballs there or just click on this link Fighting The Writer's Block... :)

Fighting The Writer's Block

Hey I am back... I know you all missed me... I missed you too.... :)

Yes I have been busy with work but well I am not going to talk about it...

So, here is the question. What causes a writer's block... the fact that you are over occupied with other things or you cannot think of a thing to talk about, in this case write about.

I don't really know if the latter can be a reason really for not writing a post. India is such an happening place. It is the world's second largest population, how can something not be happening here. It can be the funniest show ever called The Rakha (of the chacha chaudhary vs Raka fame) Ka Scam-war (I am sure you must have guessed what I am talking about). While watching the show I constantly thought of only one thing... This is the best spoof that anyone can make of all the reality shows, they just needed to add a mud fight and the thing would had been complete.

It can be the ever green Politics of India where if nothing happens they drag shows like Such ka Samana into controversy saying that it hampers the sanskriti and sabhyata of our country. I fail to understand its not a problem when people do weird things but its a problem when people openly tell about it.

If that is not enough there is always the issue of homosexuality and celebrities writing blogs for and against it. Also celebrities not getting homes because of their Religion. Its just amazing. Its really difficult to say that we have really grown up. I thought it would be better if people or let me say the politicians should be trying to make some better strategies against the H1N1 scare.

If this was not enough I saw a remix of the Patriotic songs with actors and actresses dancing wearing funky clothes in a full party mode. Ya.... may be they want to convey that people even in pubs and discs can love their country a lot but frankly I am a bit disappointed.

You can think about all this while I am trying to fight my writer's block... and ya don't forget you can always kick me out of it... ;)

A Blog is Man's Second Best Friend

"Dude I am not a writer, can't write for nuts. What will I freaking write about......................."

This is what I told my friend around 6 months from now, before I started my blog and here I am writing my 50th blog post.

I was not really very sure what I wanted to write about in the 50th post. I could have told you my journey till now or from where the Idea about this blog came or what all I am doing now days or about my journey till the blog. And then I thought why should I write about so many different posts in one post :) I know you would love to know about me (I am a little self obsessed) and you will get to know about me but thats a lot of topics later.
Lets get on with the post now...

Something that you can expect though is me being much much more active on my social networking sites. Anyone who wants to connect to me there just follow the link. Me on facebook, Me on twitter

Also some of you might have noticed your comments are no longer called comments, they are called Kicks, you will know by the end of the post why it is so.

And now back to the important things in life...

I wanted to tell you all about something me and Parv discussed while coming back from the bloggers' meet (still have the hangover).

While we didn't discuss anything about blogging at the meet, me and Parv on our way back discussed why we blog. An interesting thing that we both sort of agreed on was the fact that when a person becomes addicted to blogging, the blog is no longer remain a thing that you just created on the net to write something.

It becomes a medium to convey your thoughts to the world and once you get readers and comments, it starts talking back to you. It becomes like a pet you come back to everyday. You look after it everyday, you feel bad when you don't feed (write something on it) it on a regular basis and it feels bad when you don't take it for a walk (to other blogs).

Coincidentally on the night before the meet I had seen this amazing movie called Marley and Me. An awesome story of a couple and their dog (the dog was the real hero even though he just acted like a normal dog)...... and this is what inspired the topic and the lines below.....

Yess!!! A blog is man's second best friend.... of course the First best friend is a dog :)

"A blog has no use for fancy cars (unless your blog is about cars) or big homes (unless your blog is about architecture) or designer clothes (only if you write about fashion). Status symbols means nothing to him. Even a normal really slow P3 comp will do just fine. A blog judges others not by their color or creed or class but by who they are inside (what they write about). A blog doesn't care if you are rich or poor,educated or illiterate, clever or dull. Give him your heart (and a little bit of time) and he will give you his. "

Cheers... Thank you for reading whatever I throw at you and giving me a kick(pun intended) every time you are here....

JAB WE (BLOGGERS) MET

Now, I have to tell you this is the first time in my life that I have felt so very comfortable with complete strangers. I was actually talking to them like buddies that I had known for a long time. We actually made CCD into a place where you can talk out loud and laughed out louder and sit for hours after paying the check :). I can really go on and on and on about this meet cause it was that (In the words of Barney Stinson)...... wait for it.... hold on..... here it comes...... LEGENDARY......

Now lets take a closer look at them...........








let me tell you a bit about them In the same order as their pics appeard on the top....

Kaddu... "The common link"...Yes she was the one who connected us all. Proud to be from Patna, great to talk to, a person I think you can never really feel bored with and ya before I forget... she loves to take initiatives. :).. I am hoping that she will send me her pic as I didn't get it till now.
Parv... Mr. "I like writing poems but I am not a poet."... I still smile every time I pronounce your name.. :) (I know i can be a bit of an a** at times). Don't go by the looks. He only looks a calm and quiet guy.
Ajay... Mr. "Been there.. done that"... OMG!!! This guy has done it all. Played and lost 200 cricket matches against the same team. Worked as an IT professional and working as a teacher now. Wants to get into media, has made a documentary... hell he even knows horse riding. :)
Nikita... The "Psycho"-logist... Be careful of what you talk to her about. Has a sharp memory as she remembers the whole conversation you would have had, would have made mental notes of it and by some calculation would even tell you if you have a girl friend or not. :)
Prabhjot... Mr. "Bujho To Jaanu" (Guess what I am thinking, if you can)/ Mr. "Pin drop silence"... Would love to hear this guy talk, really I would. Thank god he writes a blog. I am guessing that he wouldn't want his pic on blog as Kaddu's didn't have one either. Still its him just a bit distorted.

And finally yours truly...
Trying to avoid the light from reflecting in order to get a good pic. :)

What the Future Holds...

Well we had a blogger's meet at Delhi today... It was great fun and I had a a blast... but more on that in the next post. As for today here goes...

“When it comes to the future, there are three kinds of people: those who let
it happen, those who make it happen, and those who wonder what happened.”

Today morning I came across on a very interesting post on the blog My Perspective. Now, this was my first visit to this blog and I came across something really interesting. The latest post was about a very interesting topic called Managing Tomorrow and like many other things in life this weird question started a debate in my brains. Let me warn you that when this happens things becomes very complicated and I start asking questions and answering them on my own. But its really very interesting....

So, the question was if anyone can manage tomorrow or not. The author said that we cannot. We can try and have a good present and hope for a better tomorrow. I have to say somewhere in my mind or heart I agree with him.

Yes, we don't have control on the future but still we plan for them. Then it occurred to me that planning is the first step of management (according to a text book of mine).Now, really not many of us live in the moment and thus we think about what has happened and plan for what has to happen. Thus, this would also really mean that we can manage our future.
But how could this be the end of the thought process :)

Today while talking to Kaddu at the meet, she told me something really great. She told me that

"Life is something that happens while we are busy making some other
plans."

Heavy? actually not very. I almost agree with this, considering my own life.

This made me think that if we cannot make a plan for life then who so ever says that they don't live in the moment don't know the fact that no matter what they do, they do in fact live in, on, by and for the moment cause nothing and anything they do can help them know what the future holds for them. After pondering about it again and again, I think.....

May be the fact is that we can manage the future but cannot control it? Is there a difference between controlling the future and managing it.... I don't really know. If you manage something can you control it as well.
May be I will keep this topic for another debate.... What say you?????

Change!!!

Now this one is a real quickie...

Some of the ads that you see these days are really amazing and this one has to be one of those ads.....




Can you imagine my boss sent me this... :)

Challenge For All Of You

Well its that time of the week again when I stopped at Small Footprints and saw his challenge. I am always eager to help with what ever bit I can do for my environment but this time the challenge is a bit tricky. This weeks challenge said:

For one full day this week, don't use (or ride in) a car. That's right ... leave the car at home and either walk, ride a bicycle or take public transportation (or even ... stay home). One full day ... 24 hours ... no car.

OR ... if you are already car free, write a post about not using a car. Include such topics as how to make it work, drawbacks and solutions, and why it's better for the environment.

Now, anyone who is capable of doing this, please take up this challenge. Walk, cycle or use public transport if possible.

While I would love to do this, it is really next to impossible for me to do this as my office is at a bit of distance from my house and the situation of public transport is really bad. The only other way would be to take a cycle rickshaw. I have a friend also dependent on me for going to office. But I still have something for all of you. I have this challenge a bit modified for people like me.

If you go to an office and have someone from your locality going to the same office or going to an office in the same locality please pool in
and
Every time you stop at a red light for more than 20 seconds, Turn off your car.

Once again the source of my inspiration for every environment related bit is small footprints, this is not my idea its his challenge a bit modified.
Come on, Lets change the world....

Its A Tag- Part 1....

So as promissed I am back with things about me... I have a tag from Roshmi as well so.... You can expect two more tag posts about me :).... This tag was from Wrahool.... Here goes my first tag....
Four jobs you’ve had in your life
I have had three....
As a recruiter for a consultant
As a Marketing trainee for an IT firm
Now working as a Creative Content Writer
Four jobs you wish you had
I don't think there would be four cause I am doing pretty much what I want to do at this point of time but may be...
Be a surgeon
Be a DJ or do anything related to music
Get into event management
Anything related to fitness and health really...
Four movies you can watch over and over again
Lord Of the Rings (I am sure many of you must have guessed)
Dil Chahta Hai (Just a great movie)
Munna bhai MBBS (everything about this one is inspirational)
The Matrix, Cinderella Man, Gladiator..... can go on and on and on....
Four cities I have lived in...
Gazhiabad
Dehradun
Noida
Chennai and now
Back in Noida
Four TV shows you love to watch...
Aaaaahhhh....
Any sports telecast really...
At times Seinfeld (I am a bit inspired by it- I mean the way the show is made)
Friends, According to Jim
Thanks to torrent- How I met your mother, Heroes, The big bang theory, House M.D., Whose line is it Anyways...
Four websites you visit daily
http://www.desidieter.com/ and http://www.healthji.com/ (The place I am trying really hard to make a success, lets keep our fingers crossed)
http://twitter.com/ (Seriously trying to get a hang of this one, I even added a tweet me icon on the side)
http://life-hereinindia.blogspot.com/ (Hey thats me :) ...)
AND... A lot of SEO and Social Media related stuff now days...
Four of your favorite foods
I am up for anything veg mostly always keep trying something new to name a few...
Tandoori...
Mexican...
Italian...
Chats, burgers, Kati rolls, Chocolates, Ice Creams, Mangoes (I love them) etc etc etc...
I just found out I am out of options for the next question
Four things you won’t eat
Karelas
Binjals
Olives
Akhrots and Pistas
and Rice (Yes, I don't eat rice)
Four things you wish you could eat right now...
Nothing much as I just had my dinner... But I could have a....
Gulab Jamun
A bit of Mishti Dahi
Not able to think food any more......
Four things in your bedroom...
Ah... Clothes and more clothes
Books and more books all over
My laptop on the books and clothes or covered by them
My lovely bed and everything mentioned above on it... (Its an amazing thing to have around you :) I can always count on it)
Four things you wish you had in your bedroom...
A bean bag
A flat 32 inch LCD TV to play my playstation on and connect my laptop on
Chairs like the one Joey and Chandler had
A universal remote control for everything in my room (I am a lazy lazy guy)
Four things I’m wearing right now...
I know you all would be very curious on this one.... but
Nothing much oops... I meant nothing fancy... shit what am I saying... ok
My shorts and a t-shirt.. oh please.. I know what you are thinking I am wearing underpants as well (Very Funny I know but this list is a bit long :) ..)
One place I’d rather be right now...
A lot of places....
but since its getting a bit late how about in my room and on my bed (I still don't have wi-fi at home yet:( ... )
One fictional place I’d rather be right now...
Again there are many...
Rivendell (The last elven post in the middle earth... again LOTR)
The Shire (want to see the hobits... LOTR again)
The Matrix (hmmm.. you never know may be I am in one now.... Is it air that I am breathing?)
Man this tag is getting to me now :)
Four people you’d really love to have dinner with
Katrina Kaif (Damn she looks good)
Megan Fox ( " " " " )
The guy who made NO SMOKING (The John Abraham starrer) I just want to have a discussion of what was he thinking while making it and what was the idea behind it)
Friends and family (any time really)
Four things I am thinking right now...
Only one thing... How many more to go....
Four of your favorite things/people...
Sorry too many people and friends..
My family
My school friends
Some of my college friends
There are friends except that too...
My 29 followers (as of now) and 35 subscribers and
Everyone and anyone who leaves a comment her
Four people I tag....
Why four???
Everyone who reads this is tagged... In any case leave a comment at least as this is my first tag... I am eager to know how I did...

The past 7 days...

Hey people... I hope you all are doing well... as for me, as you can guess from my not being frequent on the the blog that I have come to realize how difficult it is to maintain your social and professional life, and I am still pretty new to it... Anyways enough of that... This week a few things happened and all somehow related to music...

The first one was when I bought an ipod. I have always been the kind of guy who doesn't like too many hassles in life so I always thought that when you have phones like Nokia music express, why does anyone go for an ipod that also for a similar price? Well, that question was definitely answered. Having an ipod is an awesome thing and I couldn't have been more wrong.

The second one was when the King of pop died. I was shocked. Most of the people at some point of time in their lives have been a fan of this guy and have been awed by his singing and dancing. I was always amazed when he used to dance, even though at times it looked vulgar. Seriously, hats off to him. I somehow feel he deserves a better and peaceful farewell then what is being given to him.

The third one well our own R.D. Burman's 70th birth anniversary was on 27th. This guy changed the face of Hindi film music. Every bit of music that he gave was great. For me he was the baap of all music directors, very closely now followed by A.R. Rehman.

Now, well I have a lot of incomplete work lying on my blog. I have been tagged a couple of times. Once by Wahrlooz and then by sid.
So, the next two posts will be about me :)

A Challenge for All...

Now, I am sure some you must have seen a guy called Small Footprints here. He was one of the first few followers on my blog. This guy is great. He not only writes well, he writes for the environment. He has a large reader base and this is really a great initiative taken by him....

He has started a Green Challenge. What happens is that every wednesday he puts up a challenge for all his visitors to come and take up and help make this world a better place. Every wednesday he will write a post called Change The World Wednesdays and give a challenge. I think every person aware of the surroundings should do this. I have taken up this challenge and I plan to take whatever he comes up with every week. This is the challenge for this week

For the entire week (yep, the whole week), refuse plastic bags at the store or anywhere else where they are offered. One whole week ... 7 days ... no plastic bags.

If you think you can take this challenge then go ahead put it on your blog and ask your readers to do this.....

Lets Change the World...

What Am I Upto Now....

Now this might not be post about anything important for many of you but this is something new that I have been doing....

You all must have heard of twitter and if not then you really need to catch up. Well I needed to something similar and finally I did. The first impression was that twitter is tricky and for a while when I was just going on following people and these random things kept coming on my twitter home. I was confused and I suppose for the past 3 weeks I didn't do anything. I used to get up, log into twitter, get scared and log out. But that was till today morning...

From some where an tweenlightenment (enlightenment) came to me and I thought that if I have to get a hang of twitter (which I was itching to with every other person talking about it) I had to get my hands dirty.

So, from today onwards I am officially announcing that I am active on twitter and very new to it. You can find me there just telling you the stuff from my daily routine. You can stop by say a 'Hi' and I can get connected to you on twitter....

This time I am waiting for your tips and suggestions for me to get comfortable with twitter and ya before I forget and end this post....... Tweet me :)

Straight From The Heart...

Dil Chahta Hai is one of the movies I am very very fond of... I have watched the movie a lot of times and every time I see it my faith in friendship which I have lost over the years a bit just comes back to me and then I had the same feeling on this corner of mine.

Now, what was happening of late was that due to my work I had been neglecting my little space here where I have my own, small, but still my own readers who come here and share their thoughts on my thoughts. But why am I telling you all this??

Now this might sound a bit lame to all of you but this is what I feel. This post is more out of guilt. It is because this blog has been like a friend in need to me. You see when things were not going my way this blog happened and I have not looked back ever since. I started writing and I am sure I have come a long way from when I started. This blog has been sort of a ray of hope in all darkness. And then came along my faithful friends out here... and in the last few days they reminded me that it had been some time since my last post..... (I hope this answers rae and Sid's query)

So, thanks for the kick on the back-side (I mean push)... I promise I am going to be here more often throwing my thoughts at you...

The Normal Guy....

India is out of the T20 world cup. Last years champs are out in the super 8s stage. Now, it does not matter what Mr. Dhoni says or our coach Mr. Gary Kirsten says cause no matter what every word coming out from their respective mouths is going to be scrutinized and we are going to do everything possible to screw their happiness.....

Well, thinking about all this I thought that there are two ways in front of me. I could be this mature guy who thinks that failures are a part of life and its a game and wining and losing are a part of it.
OR
I could be this normal guy who thinks that no matter how many failures I have had in my life and no matter how many times fate and bad decisions have just made me look like a fool, I will not stop myself and say its ok if they didn't win.

Fortunately, I decided that I will be the NORMAL GUY and thus, here goes.......

I come back from work tired after sitting in front of the computer the whole day(even though I am not in IT anymore and I don't know the 'P' of programming) that also in formals (I hate formals) all geared up watch The India vs anyone (even if its Timbaktu it doesn't matter).

I switch my idiot box on from the time three people who might have been nothing at their time giving expert comments till the last ball. Now, at times I know that Indians did not bat well and are almost definitely doomed to a humiliating loss but still I watch the match till the last ball. I put my getting up on time for work at stake and still after everything team India lost the match.

After all this what is an Indian to do but to take out all of the frustration and anger from everyday life on them. So, in the middle of the night angered from the loss I write a message to the news channels (which obviously is not shown because of the 'excellent' language used).

And still after one week I wait eagerly for the India vs anyone (even Timbaktu) match, just to see India beat the hell out of there bowlers and I wait eagerly to send a message to the news channels to congratulate team India for the win........

Think about it, if I was mature, life would be so less happening...........

The Mall Culture....

The last two days of my life have been very happening....
No not because I had work to do but because of the fact that even though I had no work and I was absolutely free I couldn't blog, I couldn't even stay at my house.....

Before I go any further let me tell you that I am a real lazy bum. Most of my friends would agree and tell you that if ever in this world they were honoring people who have made a name for themselves in the field of laziness, I would not only get a special mention but they would give me a salute of 25 cannon fires and even when they would be doing this I would not get up to acknowledge it.......

So, my life was really happening for the last couple of days and I had so much going on that I can't even start telling you..... Ya in your dreams may be. For me happening would be ordering a pizza at home and eating it while sitting in a chair (usually I am on the bed watching a movie or some kind of sports telecast). I am one of those people who tell you its too hot to get out in summer and too cold to get in winters and at other times its just raining.

Now that I have exaggerated enough to establish the fact that I am a very energetic and not at all boring person, lets continue....

So, this weekend was the usual I was looking forward to ordering a pizza the next afternoon and doing nothing when 11.30 in the night the lights went out. Now, power cuts in Noida are part and parcel of life and they don't make much of a difference cause anyways ACs and coolers don't work cause of the low voltage and moreover light comes and goes and comes but the important point here is that it comes back like and old faithful dog. But this time the dog went nuts and didn't come for the two whole days. And my faithful inverter gave up on us at the 12th hour of power cut....

With no light we had no other option and had to go to the mall. In the mall where on a Sunday people come as if the shops are giving up stuff for free or may be all of them were from my area (you see being lazy I am also not a very social guy). But I must add three hours of movie, two hours of lunch and one hour of coffee in the Air Conditioned Kumbh Ka Mela (Mall) was good....

Thank god for the Mall Culture (Lets hope no one from Ram Sena reads this)...

After Two Cocktails...

After two nice cocktails (courtesy Happy Hours) you definitely find out one thing- Why it is called the happy hours and also about the other things happening around.....

The racist attack on Indians have created a lot of news of late. People coming up with various reasons for the attack. The great debate on if it is that big a deal after all. The even bigger debate is if we should walk on the path of Gandhigiri or Bhaigiri i.e. use non violence or go around stabbing and beating every Australian on site.

Once again I am confused between right and wrong. Killing someone has to be wrong, right? But if its a Kasab that you want to kill is it wrong? Or is violence really just an outburst of your anger and nothing that is really thought about? Is Staying calm in a situation is something that is the wise thing to do?

Please don't get me wrong, I am not in support of people like Kasab. I firmly believe in the fact that we need to act and put an end to all this terrorism and racism. We need to start looking at each others as humans and not as Australians, Indians, Americans. Start working for the greater good.

The father of our nation preached non violence or Ahimsa but does Ahimsa hold the same meaning as it did back then. Ahimsa meant that you should react in a polite manner even to people who hurt you but has been made into a word used just for non violence. I mean is it ok to call a person a dumb f*** in the middle of the road as long as you don't shoot him down. I heard it once that the pen is mightier than the sword. Then does that mean that we can screw people all over and write whatever we want not taking into account there point of view. Will that not be a bit selfish but then again human being is a selfish animal.

Who knows but till then something more for you to think about......

"Many that live deserve death. And some die that deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then be not too eager to deal out death in the name of justice, fearing for your own safety. Even the wise cannot see all ends."

And guess what.... Alcohol is a funny thing, it can start a conflict between your heart and your brain.... :)

The Melodrama....

Lots of work=less time to blog=life sucks... :(
This post is really about nothing. Just to say hi as I was missing my blog and all of you.
I am a bit busy now days with work and when I got time I had to make a choice between reading your posts and commenting on them or writing one of my own. I read all your work. I have to say most of it was very inspiring. Kaddu, As the mind meanders, Sid... All of the three posts were really great. They all gave me the idea of what my next post is going to be about. Think about this till then....

"Copying from one movie is inspiration, copying from 10 is research"- Modified by me

I will leave you with the scene of the movie I started my previous post with...




Notice the sound effects and the camera work in the end... I just love Hindi movies

Just for your info- This movie is Deewar. The heros are Amitabh Bachchan and Shashi Kapoor. This one of the most famous scene and dialogue of all time...

The light in the Dark...

##This post is supposed to be read with all the melodramatic sound and visual effects of a saas-bahu soap##

April 20, 2009
Mom: Haii.... Aaj mere pass(I have) Gadi (Car) hai, bangla (House) hai, bank balance hai, color TV hai, ussmein colors, starplus,zee, imagine hai.... Tumhare pass kya hai (what do you have)??...
Me: Mere pass...... Mere pass IPL hai..... (I have IPL...)

Only god and I know how badly I wanted the IPL (Indian Premiere League) to start. Everyday dose of the saas-bahu (Daily family drama) saga and the "not so fresh anymore" reality shows on TV were unbearable. It was a torture to see everyone of the actors getting into the same situations again and again and again and then crying over it. There had to be a change and then in 2008 came a light out of which came Mr. Lalit Modi. God bless Mr. Modi and his business mind that he created IPL.

Then in 2009 came the Indian elections and there was a question if the show in fact would go on or not this year. I asked god, "why? God why did you show me the light just to take it away?

But Oft Hope is born, when all is forlorn....

I had hope and Mr. Modi kept his promise. He took the IPL to South Africa and the IPL was on again. Back came Mandira Bedi in a new look along with her band of boys and Arun Lal. But that was then, this is now....

May 24, 2009
Me: Aaj khush to bahut hoge tum... Haiii.... (You Must be very happy today... Haiii)
Why is it over? Why couldn't you just let it continue? Why do I have to go through the torture of those TV shows again? The last 35 days have been so good.

Tinnggg (Mandir ki Ghantiyan... The Temple Bells)
With a sudden beam of light falling over me I heard a voice...

God: Chill balak (boy). Your voice has been heard and the arrangements have been made. The T20 world cup starts from June 5th. Once again there will be entertainment and you will not have to end up watching the daily soaps. I am in a sort of hurry though as Balika Vadhu is going to come and I am a big fan. Can we talk later??.....

Me: Hey!!! What do I do till June 5th.

God: Watch Barcelona vs ManU. You will be a bit disappointed though...

PS: I was expecting ManU to win

Brain Overload....

Is it love or friendship?....
Am I right or wrong?....
Am I good or bad?....
No I am not going to tell you that I am in love with my best friend and I am confused. This post is about something totally different. Actually my brain is running on a circular path trying to find the point where it started from....

I heard it somewhere that Good and Bad/Right and Wrong/Rewards and Punishments are two sides of the same coin. I got a bit confused. What that would mean is that they are different but very closely related to one idea. Is it so? Does it mean that if I toss this coin and assign heads to right and tails to wrong. I would either get right or wrong and if I get heads, does that really mean its right???????

I suppose it is right, but only if I am tossing the coin. If the coin is tossed by someone else and if he thinks head is wrong and tails is right then what?? All of a sudden things start appearing differently. Think of it, with great power comes great responsibility. So, does that make the power a blessing or a curse because without the power you have an easy going, fun and not so fulfilling life and with the power you have an hectic, painful, less time for yourself and your family kind of life.

Now does that mean that they are the same things but looked upon differently or looked from a different point of view...

I don't get it, I don't know if there is a conclusion to this. The only thing that I can think of is that there is no right and wrong/good or bad. There are no set rules. For all that I know what I am writing might appear totally wrong to people reading it.

Here is something else for you to think about. There is a thin line between love and friendship right? A friend told me once, "There are no lines. Love is love. I love you, I love my girl, I love my mom and dad. As I see things there is no difference in love just the name of the relationships differ."

There is no conclusion to this post. I am still thinking about it.....

The Butt of All Blokes...

Remember the movie Sawariyan....
Remember the song "Jabse tere naina, mere naino se...
Remember the controversial towel scene (Ranbir Kapoor- the hero took of the towel and was supposed to show his butt, but it was censored... thank god , if you didn't know, its a big deal in India)
Somehow this song keeps coming back to me....

Some posts ago in my post called the workout I had told you about how I go to this cool gym with all the cool equipments and the weird people that I meet there.

Now, most of the guys obsessed with their fab or flab bods have a tendency to see themselves in the mirror. This is a very normal thing. They stand in front of the mirror and look at their six packs or family packs or one large pack etc etc. give different poses and observe the development. I gave up on this practice cause for some weird reason whenever I try doing this some one or the other with a good physique passes me by with a smirk.

After gym I usually go into the locker room very quietly. Having a locker room is good but somehow I haven't been able to adapt to the locker room culture. I do not open my mouth much, just go for a shower without talking or sharing anything with anyone. I have concluded that I am a bit homophobic but that is just in the sense that I am not very comfortable with men roaming around in towels, I do not and I repeat do not have a problem with homosexuality (I do try to be liberal in my thoughts).

So, ya, tired from gym I went to "the room" as I entered, I saw a guy looking at himself and his well maintained "model" like body. I quietly went to the other side and started getting ready for a shower when something I had never thought of in the wildest of my dreams happened....

Swishhhhh.... with one swift movement that guy took of his towel and at that particular moment I looked up and his butt was staring right at my face. F***!!!

Since that day I have not been able to take that song out my head. I get scared when that song comes on TV. Sweat appears on my large forehead (term I use for being bald). My senses go numb and I become pale. I go back to the day I saw Brokeback Mountain, got scared and separated my bed from my room mate's.

Also at that very moment (me and the guy with the butt in the locker room) I realized how well maintained the ceiling of the gym was....

Holy Matrimony!!! Part 2

मम्मी सब रो क्यों रहे हैं....

In the midst of all the crying a 3 year boy asked the mother. The mother who was giving a hug to the bride looks at the kid thinking, "you couldn't have found a better moment to embarrass me". The bride who had imagined and practiced (a little) about this day for a long time looks at the boy as if expecting lasers to come out of her eyes. Looking at the bride (make up half off due to crying) staring at him, the boy starts crying.

Lets rewind a bit though...

In Holy Matrimony!!! Part 1 we had found that the deal between the lessee (the Bride's side) and the lessor (the Groom's side) had been finalized and the mutual agreement was sealed by the engagement ceremony and thus after a series of interviews and some serious negotiations came the wedding day…

Here is the part after the बारात (the groom's side) arrives...

Now our knight in shining armor (all prepared for the battle which is going to last a life time) having a bright smile (still unaware of the fact that he cannot win it, no matter what) is welcomed in. Everyone looks at the Groom in a way like when you are in a market and shopping for your bathroom and you think "will this commode go with my washbasin?."

The bride and the groom are made to sit in those king-queen style chairs which is followed by a big photo session where every Tom, Dick and Harry present has his/her picture taken with them. Actually I sort of like this part cause no matter where you from and no matter what you do, everyone joins in the fun. Now, that the photos have been taken most of the guests move to the most important part- the food and soon after they leave.

After this with only the close relatives left we enter into the part where the bride and the groom roam around the fire in circles (Its known as Pheyraes in Hindi). This usually happens really late in the night so I miss most of it cause my beauty (not exactly) sleep is very important to me, I just cannot do without it. Well we are back to the morning and the girl now is ready to leave to her husbands place...

In the widaai (girl leaving for her husbands place) everyone and I mean EVERYONE cries, even if you really don't feel like crying or you think, "whats up with the crying man?" well doesn't matter you have to cry because that is how its suppose to be.

And some where in between all this the "Gifts" (remember we can't use the D word) are also exchanged.

Now just think for a minute. If you are a bride or a groom. You have to have a smile and take pictures with everyone no matter how hungry or bored or uncomfortable you are (you can't even go to the loo). You get to eat the remains of the food as you are the last ones to eat and you have to be awake the whole night. Still wedding night is suppose to be the best night of your life???

Disclaimer: This account is from my experiences. India is such a vivid place that the traditions and the ceremonies differ from place to place. I totally respect all of them.

Finally the day has come....

I have been waiting to do this for a long long time. So many of my blogger friends had it. I always felt a bit out of place but now I have one too....

Yessss! Thanks to my my blogger buddy Kaddu I got my very first award. This is just so cool, I am feeling really happy writing this. I am sure I might be overdoing this. So, without making you wait any longer this is what I won.... I would like to thank my brain for proving that it is not completely useless, thanks to my laptop "I couldn't have done this without you".

And now for giving it to my friends out here...

Ching- For being my happy helper through out. Without your help this blog would have been lost.

Flight- For reading and commenting on everything that I cooked up even when no one else was doing it.

Rae: For writing about what you love i.e. Roses. You have been not blogging much of late. I hope this gives you a push.

Rebecca: I hope you become a great writer one day.

Crazy Quilt: I hope you are doing good at work. Hope you get time to take this from me.

Kaddu: Actually... Right back at you :) ....

Varun: You are getting better and better with every post of yours.

Kadambari: You seem to have a good head on your shoulders (and I mean brain wise) and for giving this award to Kaddu in the first place.

lafemmereva: For looking at the funny side of things.

Simply Ridiculous: For your creativity and mostly referring to every intelligent man as stoned.

Reduce Footprints: For giving some really good information about mother nature and the step we should take to protect them.

Perceptions, Rang Vandana, WebSnacker - Automat For Th..., Spinning a Yarn Of Life, whiteopal : Would love to visit you more often and would love to see you hang around here...

Oh ya... also all you anonymous people who stopped by and gave me comments...

I hope you all get this, please leave a comment so that I know you did receive it....

The Lords Of The R.........

Standing next to the boat with the ring in his hand Frodo thought, "I wish the ring had never come to me. I wish none of this had happened.”

"GET UP!!! Its 8.30 we have to reach office by 9.15, why don’t you sleep on time??"
The voice of my sister falling on my ears and I still half asleep, still half dreaming felt like I was looking straight into "The Eye" in the lands of Mordor, it was hot, again a power cut....

While driving to the office I thought about a post that I had read on Kadambari's blog- Spirals, the post was called #Fail. She had told that one of her mates had committed suicide because of him not getting a job. That post is what initiated this thought and took me back in time a bit...

Yes people!!! I was and I am still, like everyone else, recession hit. Some very encouraging and annoying people keep telling me in a "I know everything" manner, "You have two ways of looking at things- Glass half full or glass half empty".

I choose the option of Glass half empty and I try hard to fill it up....

So, here I am. Now, I come back from the office feeling a little better. Somehow I feel its good to be busy, even if you are not very important or doing anything great, even if you have a lot of tension and things are not happening for you.

I come back home switch on my laptop, read a couple of blogs, tired, I go to sleep and return to my dreams.

So, where was I......

Standing next to the boat with the ring in his hand Frodo thought, "I wish the ring had never come to me. I wish none of this had happened.”

At this particular time the voice of Gandalf came to him……
"So do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us. There are other forces at work, Frodo, than the will of evil. Bilbo was meant to find the ring. In which case you also were meant to have it, and that is an encouraging thought."

P.S. I love LOTR.......

Read these for a While...

Hey guys I hope life's going good... Me going through a bit of a weird patch and hence have loads of thinking to do and lesser time to do it in, but more on that later. Since I don't want you to stop by my blog and leave without saying a hi, I thought I will ask you to read couple of my older posts. These posts are from the time when my followers and comments section were like one of those old houses with cobwebs hanging all around....
Anyways here are the two links... Delivered- This one is from a series that I had started called Just a bit of Fiction which is basically something which is just a thought turned into sort of a story. The other one is Holy Matrimony which as the name suggests talks about Indian marriages...

Do tell me if you like them. If you haven't read them before then leave a comment telling me what you think of them or whatever is on your mind and if you have read them then you forgot to leave a comment so do so now. If you don't want to do any of the above then just say a hi because I love to hear from you guys. You will definitely get a new post from me in a day or so.
Have to leave for my daily errands now.... See ya when I see ya....

My Mom Doesn't Listen To Me....

MAAA WHEN YOU PLANNING TO START YOUR MORNING WALKS......
This is how my day started today. I got up and found that she hadn't gone with my dad for a walk.....

Its been 23 years and some days now since I have been her son and not even once has she listened to a word that I say. She thinks I am still the same kid who used to tell all sort of excuses on Mondays for not going to school, who used to come back from school in winters in Dehradun all drenched in rain and making an innocent excuse that there was no shelter around. Taking the towel and cleaning me she always scolded me and told me it was not right to lie and told me it was important to go to school. She never really understood me.

I was scared of the dark and thought that a white figure holding a candle in its hand would come and grab me. So, damn scared!!! and she always used to tell me to face my fears (hello... Lady... I am shitting in my pants scared and you giving me a lecture). I went to school, made friends, wanted to go out with them and hang around with them and what I got from her was that I should be back before dark (Come on it gets dark at 6 pm in winters, not fair).

I grew up and went to the hostel. Finally independence I thought....... Wrong again. She used to call me five times a day giving me all these weird question...
Mom: Are you with a girl??
Me: (Looking at the girl sitting next to me and giving her a weird smile) I am just getting ready to go to the gym.
Mom: Did you have your lunch?
Me: Maa, you already found that out when you called me in the lunch break.
Mom: Ok, listen this time you have to get really good marks.
Me: Ok Maa, byeeee.... Love you...(Phewwwww.....)

Then after all this one day I fall sick, I have some stupid infection and a high fever and she forces her will and sleeps next to me even though I tell her not to cause she might catch the infection herself but she just wouldn't listen. I mean what does a guy do around here to get some respect.

All that I can say is. I love you mom. Couldn't do without you then and can not do without you now. I should say it more often- Happy Mother's Day...

So, ya back to today morning.....

MAAA WHY DIDN'T YOU GO FOR THE MORNING WALK......
She turns towards me gives a smile and tells me, "so that you shout back at me one more time and I can know that you care."

Grrrrrrrr...... OMG!!!! here we go. The sentiments of India....
Maa too many daily soaps...

Be The Change You Want To See.....

All you hip-hop, hep n happening people out there this is the in thing. Night clubs, Elite social gatherings, expensive designer dresses, posh discos, wearing really loose low waist jeans with your jocks sticking out of them, hanging out with a cool looking gang with loads of gorgeous chicks in them, everything is out because voting is in....

As you can see on my beautiful, good looking and artistic finger(sorry don't have many adjectives to describe a finger, may be you could help) that unlike the celebrities my ink mark is not a dot rather its smeared all over. Also they marked me on the index finger and not on the middle finger (Not that big a deal, just that it would had been more fun flaunting my middle finger to people).

Still, I am feeling very proud of myself for finally deciding and giving my very first vote (last time I didn't have a voter i-card and before that I was not 18)....


Got up at 6.30 in the morning all excited and ready to vote, feeling like a small kid who has just been handed over a small goldfish and has been told to take care of it. Felt responsible for once.

So, now in a very Lead India Campaign like manner I can say, "I voted. Did you?" If not then think again and thank god that he gives us second chances. Sooner or later you will have that chance again to change, to evolve because come to think of it evolution began with a small change.

Btw, what I was surprised to see was that it is so damn easy to vote. It really doesn't even take two minutes and the people are so very helpful. I think I had some pretty stupid misconceptions about the whole thing.

A lot of people whom I knew were there. So, it became more like one of those morning walks in the societies where everyone passing by raises his/her arm to say hello.

While I was just standing there with a friend, a lady (she must have been around 65 at least) passed by and asked us, " Your first time??" I guess she was able to make that out from our happy faces. We both at once gave her a big nod and she replied, "Congratulations to you, its my first time as well."

We congratulated her right back because she deserves it more. She must have had a belief system due to which she didn't vote for so many years and then giving it all up and coming to vote is a big thing.
I write this with a proud smile.....

At that very point I realized that I saw a change. Even though it was a very small one....

Will Not Vote For them.......

I recently went to a state capital (it is one of the oldest city, also "the golden city of the east") to attend my cousin's marriage. I suppose marriages all over the world are a big source of excitement but in India a sister's marriage is a different kind of a feeling especially for a brother. But this post is not about that....

I got down at the station. Furious hot wind blowing across, fyi, guess what hot wind is called in hindi- Loo (may be because if get caught in it, it has the capability to make you shit in your pants).

On the way to my destination you pass a bridge and till then the drive is pretty normal and not smooth as there is a market near the station and for that reason it is pretty crowded (I am used to it living in the NCR). On my way I saw something that was so damn pissing that it ruined my whole mood...

A long two or three lane road (it seemed pretty wide) and not even a single tree. The government has just freaked out really. Guess why have they cut the trees, because they are constructing a wall made from some special stone (which has been ordered in tons) around some stupid construction intended to beautify the city. I have not seen in my life such waste of money. And it is not just one building this is being done all over. I saw the same thing while going towards the airport. F***, F***, F*** I just hate abusing on my blog but it was like a bloody desert.

Uneducated people running a government of cracks and they are being elected by super cracks (including me) because the counter-part is an even bigger crack. I am sorry if I offended anyone but I am just that damn pissed. I feel equally responsible for it.

At times I really feel की कुछ नहीं हो सकता इस देश का (Nothing good can happen of this place) because the state of the country is so damn bad that even if we do change and start voting we don't have a good, leave good not even a decent option to vote for (no offence Mr. Karan Johar- I really appreciate your efforts).

I thought I would not write another blog on politics and politicians for a while but I just couldn't stop myself .

If you are an Indian living in India and have guessed the name of the place (I will not take names but you must be knowing it, if not just google), then judge for yourself. It is amazing what is happening in the name of beautification here.

Now that you have read this post, do remember these two things:
1. We are facing the great problem of recession.
2.We are facing the great problem of global warming.

Looney Drivers!!!

I think I have waited long enough not to write about this. By the way this is another one of my “traffic posts”…

So, so far in these posts of mine we have established that people in traffic are fun to observe and great to write about and hopefully even better to read about. But this time I am a little pissed….

Think about this…

Proud of yourself as you finally did something constructive in office you get out feeling all happy and gay (no pun intended). You get into your car with a smile on your face and the glitter of achievement in your eyes. You decide that today you will not shout at anyone and you will drive at your own leisurely pace (leisurely, when compared to the normal days). You will let every one who wants to overtake you, go by. Basically, you are going to do what you should do every time you drive. So, you start the car, press play on the music system in your car, increase the volume so that you don’t hear the miss-happenings outside and off you go.

You go off slowly and easily giving a broad smile to the faces of the people that pass you by and look at you with disgust (they really don’t have anything against you, its just that it is there “traffic face or driving face” or may be it has become that way). You get stuck in the traffic one or two times and the sun starts to go down, but its ok you have had a good day. You switch on the lights on low beam and continue driving.

Then the problem starts, the people around you go absolutely nuts and with their circuits loose (talking about the brain and not the car, if you didn’t get it) they switch on their lights on high beam. WTF!!! In the middle of the city where the traffic lights are so bright that anything coming at you is perfectly visible, people start coming at you with the blinding high beam. Absolutely nothing is visible to you whenever a car passes you from the front and you just miss the stray dogs and the cows on the roads (Still in India dogs and cows roam around freely without anyone to stop them). I mean as it is it’s difficult to miss them while driving.

So, if anyone of you is reading this please spread the word, don’t drive on a high beam and ask your friends and family also not to, at least not on brightly lit places. I personally feel there should be a law made for it. Till then, keep your eyes open and drive safely. And by the way…

You some how reach home feeling pissed and frustrated again. So, much for the great broad grin…

Prisoner of Thoughts

Hey people... it has been quite a while since my last post. The reason is that I was busy attending my cousin's marriage in a place called Lucknow. So, you can expect a few posts about that trip. As for this one I have something great for you... A break from me (Not funny I know)... But here is the very first guest post on my blog. The author is a really close friend of mine, actually the person who gave me the idea of starting a blog... This is his first post in a while so let me know if he has still got it. Here goes, the post is called the Prisoner of Thoughts.



We feel we know the best (isn’t it). What we see and feel is right and we give our best in any given situation......

This should hold true with most of us, if not trust me something needs to be corrected immediately. It’s important to hold on tightly to your thoughts and stand by them & fight with conviction.

I personally felt this for very long time that I am a sensible person; always used to get into the other persons shoes before sharing my thoughts/ actions. At times I succeeded, at time I didn’t but never gave up even when the wind was flowing hard from the other end. It’s destined, that things will go wrong at times & you need to come back strong every time.

I feel different now, it’s stupid not to take umbrella if it’s snowing & be confident about not falling sick. There are times you are confident and not seeing the clouds coming strong. No harm if u listen to others and take preventive action, rather than getting hit by ice balls falling from the sky. Again, It might be only ice balls that hit you, but God forbid if you got caught in a tornado, it will take a lot around you.

Don’t see what you can’t & if needed see what you can with the help of spectacles in dust storm.

Umbrella / Spectacle – What are we talking here!!!!!!!

Don’t be the Prisoner of your own thoughts, share it & always stay ahead in life with the help
We all have someone around; go grab your pair of spectacle.

ENTERTAINMENT UNLIMITED!!!... PART 2

Remember the shoe incident, well, it happened again this time on a normal candidate and guess who threw the shoe- a teacher who I think was super drunk. Also recently on my idiot box there was a piece of news showing people practicing shoe throwing on a dummy, trying to improve their throwing arm and aim. OMG!!!! right??

Moving on, another party released their manifesto (for all my good friends from other countries hold on to your chairs, in India we have already laughed our hearts out at this). The party's manifesto says that if they come into power they will abolish English medium schools, they will ban computers and (this you got to hear) they will take out all the modern machines used for agricultural purposes. You must be thinking, " You got to be kidding me". Well, I am not kidding and even though funny, this is not a joke.

The fun is not over yet, why they have said what they have said is because they think computer has increased unemployment and because of people passing from English medium, the ones passing from the mediums in regional languages are not at the same level (It is really amazing how uneducated people talk about education reforms). So, what they really mean to say is that two things that India is good at (IT and English) will be banned and we will not be able to compete with this world but definitely compete against one another. Good going, we now have one more reason to differentiate each other as if castes and religions were not enough.

So, In the end I would like to say this to,

The Drunk teacher: Way to go dude. I recently read this on a T-shirt "Reality is just an illusion caused due to lack of alcohol" not in your case though.
The people practicing shoe throwing: Thanks for taking my advice (refer- Entertainment Unlimited!!!- part 1)
The party with the manifesto: I think you are the ones feeling left out due to lack of education and if you really want to try and bring everyone at the same level provide English education to everyone. Raise the bar and not lower it.