That all Important Bus Ride !

We all have families and am sure we cherish them. But I am not sure how many of you value them.
You don't often realize their value until you stay away from them. I have done that for almost 2 years now and trust me it's a difficult thing...So here's presenting something which happens with me every friday when I make my trip from pune to my home in Navi Mumbai :) Hope you like it.

She waited, waited and waited endlessly

For any particular “thakeli” bus to arrive

In that rush of the so called “weekend public”, she stood

Waiting to go home, waiting to spend some time.

Her face, I saw, was just like mine

Enthusiastic, vibrant and fresh

Just the thing that a Friday evening does

It rejuvenates, it excites and it ends that wait.

That wait for the weekend and those 2 days

2 days with your friends and family

2 days of sleep, 2 days of good food

Oh those good ol’ 2 days

And finally that bus arrives after an endless wait

Pushing and shoving happens, almost like a local train

The “Mamaa” tells the driver…”Zaaoo Deyaa”

The lucky few get a seat while she doesn’t.

Disappointed, her endless wait stretches a little,

Still her face remains as fresh as a daisy,

Awaiting and almost reminiscing her last weekend

She has a wry smile, as innocent as a child.

Finally she manages to get inside the bus

I too luckily hop along.

Yes mom, I got the bus, I’ll be home soon

Her voice, all happy, excited and vibrant

And then, I see her again, her face a little disgruntled

Quite Opposite to what it was 2 days ago

That is exactly what a Monday Morning does to you

Makes for a gloomy, sad and a sleepy start.

But one thing I realize in all of this

It’s the family, friends and that surrounding

That makes one come back week after week

It’s not for anything that someone had famously said,

Home is where your heart is !

Thanks Shatabdi for asking me for my blog link…That thing made me write this :)

The New Template

Google keeps coming with some awesome things. The doodle for example.
The doodle paying tribute to Les Paul was one of the most mind blasting things I have seen in the recent past...Work and other matters have kept me away from blogger ..so when I opened my page today, I thought the template design needs a change. So I went to the design change page after a long time and boy !.. Hasn't the whole set up changed. There are such fantastic templates available now...I remember a year or two ago I had to Google search for new templates but now blogger itself gives so you so many decent choices to choose from that you yourself get confused as to which one to choose.

Finally I found this and I think my page looks neat...I know it would look a lot neater if I write something :P...I am sure I'll come up with something soon guys. I promise :)

Never make it Mundane

Life, Yeah dats what I am talking about. Sometimes, actually not sometimes, every time, everyday we tend to do the same things again and again, in the process forgetting that we even live a life you know. How much would one try and live according to somebody else? Your own family, Your own over hyped career growth, your own client, your own company. Sometimes you just would want to let it go.

It's like cricket players now-a-days. The more they play, the more they tend to get saturated or worn out. And I am not talking about being over-worked. I am talking about doing the same things again and again, everyday and every time. It's never easy to just break from your routine life. Never was and never will be. It's just that we don't try enough! Writing is another such thing. You just break away from it and then just don't tend to get that push to go on and blabber again :P

It's important that one should redefine himself every time and question thyself and try to learn in each step. Learning new things for a person should never stop. And when you are overworked. that one holiday works, try it , it really does and re-charges your battery every time. I end it with what I started with. Never make your life mundane . Be happy :)

The Transition Phase

P.S: Below post is kind of boring and has 0 % humor in it. The Author is not responsible for any boredom which the reader may feel. :P

College Life: Attend Lectures. Bunk classes. Study 10 days before Exam. Mug up things and then vomit it in the paper. It was fun. But as far as gaining knowledge went. It was zero. Unless we made an effort to do so which we didn’t, there was nothing to learn. It was sad actually, the fact that we blame professors for the same. Yes, they are responsible but now being trained at something I realize that if we made on our part some effort to learn and understand things, the training part wouldn’t have been necessary :)

Coming to the Training phase. This is where the real transition happens. We change from students to professionals. We “LEARN” things. And I am not talking technical learning. I am talking about learning about life too. We interact. We communicate. Well don’t know about you, but I was short of these things during my college phase. Here as they say the knowledge transfer happens. Slowly and steadily we change into the working class lot.

Next comes the Working man. Here we apply our training into work. This is where the real joy comes in. You work based on your learning. Work seems fun then. You begin to understand and work. You learn the domain if you want to. How things work? How things function? How things Happen? The Cubicle Gossip over coffee :P

You slowly turn into the working class hero. Well I am not one as of now, but probably would turn into in the year ahead. But the first two phases is what I have gone through and hence this post of what you feel turning from a college going MUG-UP Kid into a working class MAN :) …Feels Good :)

New Beginning :)

I am off to Mysore for my job tomorrow. Feel Nervous, Excited.Blank. A variety of emotions playing in my mind.I don't know what's going to happen in the next 3-4 months.That's the reason may be of me being Blank.

I'll have to leave my city too.And when the city is to be a place called "Mumbai" ..it's doubly hard. I don't think I have to go on about what I feel about the city as you guyzz would know what I would miss. But more than that the thought of me living in a completely new place puts me in a tizzy. How would I manage that? Why can't I have things done of me? *Confesses in a way* :D

In a way independence is good. Not in a way...Independence is good.Period. :D...Away from home though is never easy. Though the country would be the same ...the environment would not. But there will be new people, new friends to be had, probably a new me :)

All my bags are packed I'm ready to go
I'm standin' here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin' it's early morn
The taxi's waitin' he's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome I could die

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane(on an express train :D)
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go :(

John Denver~~ What a song! and how apt!

But alas I have to go :(

Cya....Chalo All the best bolo sab :)

Rapper in me :D

I had written this for my good friend Stephen ages ago....I hope you guys like it :)

Okay People in the house reading this …Since this is a guest post …and since it has to be fun ….I want you people to read the following as a RAP...So get that Eminem cap on and Burst that damn balloon coz it’s Stibu Mama’s 200’th post celebration …*Woohoo*

The Solitary Writer , he is one cool guy
Now that’s a fact, nobody can deny
Here’s a dedication on his 200’th post
On his boat floating on his own coast

He writes some super cool stories
And has an uber cool blog
He also works really hard
And doesn’t shy away from a slog.

Thinks he cannot write a poem
But comes up with some pointed darts
He gets onto your nerves sometimes
And sometimes melts your hearts

He sometimes talks sense
Sometimes acts like a noob
But reading his stuff on his blog
Sab ho jaate hain “doob”

In his glasses, he looks like a geek
But don’t get fooled, coz he is not!
He is one clever guy, any women would seek
They would find him rather handsome and hot!

He has this friend, won’t tell her name
They talk to each other every single day
Hope this is not just another silly game
Hope it’s for real and may long it stay

Lastly mate, I know this has been one silly rap
But don’t let our friendship have a gap
For you are a really good buddy, stay as you are
C’mon Mann.. Now let’s meet up in a bar!

:D

It's the fear...Damn it!

Saw 3 idiots for the 5’th time. And one who has seen the movie would know why. Not because the movie is funny and witty, but because of the message it carries. And the best part is that it does not have one single message to drive home. There are several take-aways that one gets from the movie. One of which I took, watching it for the 5’th time :)

I so identify with the character of Raju, the one played by Sharman Joshi. No, I don’t have a poor family to look after and neither was I a bright student in school as his character was in the movie. But the fact that he had this “darr” or fear in him is what I identify with. Fear of how he is going to support his family, fear of not getting a good job, fear of not doing well for himself. The fear of “failure”. That fear of failure is also perhaps in me and majority of others who are not able to tackle it head on. It’s all very easy to say I loved rancho’s character and one should be like him. But someone like him is special, the majority are not! As Chatur’s character in one of the scenes says “These ideals don’t work in the real world. They don’t...Yes, but one could work on it especially if some one is like Raju’s character i.e. me…work on my fears and instead of saying “Ye mujhse nahin ho payegaa…because of the fear and say “Yeah, I can do this…I need to work on it but eventually I will get it done. It’s all about staying optimistic about one self.

What I wouldn’t do though and this is also where I differ from Raju’s character in the movie is that I’ll never take my life. Something like my life is very precious to me and I would like to live it to the fullest. It’s scary to see 3-4 suicides in the city already. People are so negative these days. When will they learn that failure is not the end of the world.Raju does get a job afterall. People are wrong when they blame the movie for every damn thing. Aamir does teach the raggers a lesson. There is such a touching scene in the movie where Madhavan’s character Farhan tells his dad of how Aamir had kept his parents photo in his wallet to remind him that whenever he feels like committing suicide to just look at their photo…he would himself retract from doing so. Why don’t people see that and feel inspired?

Well as for me I have learnt to stay positive and say “Aal is well” or atleast try to feel it whenever anything goes wrong or does not work. And everyone else should learn to do so :)

P.S : Sorry to not blog for a while...Don't know what was/is wrong. Can't say I am back...Keep Blogging people :)