Growing up

The other day I bumped into my old school friend/classmate while going to my classes.He had worn a formal shirt, had sunglasses on, was looking all smart, and why not.. he was working! But that's not the point.He was working and was married. Yes that was not a typo.He was MARRIED! Ohh just to add one more thing to it, he was living separately. Now I am not going to go about making the point of how wrong or right it is to do that, but my point is completely different.

When do we know that we have grown up? Or is there anything to know about? I mean the guy is married and earning.If not in a year, but in say 2 years time he will be "settled".And here I am, fighting my way through life, ofcourse on my way to settle..but does one need to "grow up" so quickly? Does one fix up his or her priorities at the age of 22?

May be I am writing about this coz I find myself kinda insecure now, a little less grown up a little less mature. But I wonder is it me who's less mature or is it him who's taken responsibilities so quickly on his "tender" shoulders(pun intended) :D. Whatever it may be I know that I have to grow up one day and be a man..take up responsibilities...But I guess there's still time for it...My own sweet time :)

Perfect Sh*t

OK I hv to confess that I watch this show in bits and pieces...but seriously ain't reality shows going a bit too far with this...The "Perfect Bride"...not only is the name sexist...but it's just making the term "marraige" derogatory. They have this question and answer session where they ask .."Kya aapko ye bandaa pasand hain?"...and she giggles and says maine unko abhi tak jitna jaana hain..woh mujhe pasand aane lage hain...Yeah right!

I know all these shows are scripted or so it is alleged but they can't go onn showing s*it on television and expect people like us to just gulp whatever they feed to us. It's just like what stimulates is there in front of the idiot box. Washing dirty linen in public is kind of becoming a fashion statement now-a-days...Whatever it takes to be in the lime-light...one is prepared to do. But surely there should be something called as ethics and morals. Why is everybody "becch khaiing" that..why is there no accountability if people are seen "becch khaainng" that? Why can't people tell others that dude whatever you are doing is not good for your image and ultimately you are damaging yourself personally...but alas the stage, the glamour, the money all, over-power these things and one ultimately falls into the trap.

This trap of trp's is a very dicey trap...It's ending up destroying,of surely what one stands for. Or should stand for anyway! But I wd rather watch a Rakhi's Swayamvar which again was a lot over the top...I happened to watch the finale only and roflmaoed when rakhi sang that "Jesus Song"...But I wd rather watch that rather than this Perfect whatever thing..Atleast rakhi's show wasn't sexist...and from what I gather..it was watchable too...We are falling into the UK trap people..where according to a study..people are getting obese or simply wasting their time watching reality shows rather than working out...It's time to wake up you junkies..which includes me too btw :D

P.S:->"Becch khaana" means Selling your moral...Eating it away..I hope that's the right translation :D

Baby, I am addicted!

Opened my diary and hence writing this post after a long time. Don’t know what’s wrong with me? Perhaps the title of the post is! Not perhaps but that is it! I am Addicted. Addicted to a certain kind of life. Sleep, get up, spend useless time in my comp. Eat. Sleep. Spend useless time on my comp. and then eat sleep again.

Yesterday when I got bored of all that, and it was just for a moment…I picked up the newspaper and read this nice article about addiction. There, it mentioned regarding Lakshmi Mittal, the richie rich guy, who was once traveling in his car to spend time in his golf course which he did every Saturday Morning, but then mid-way he stopped his driver and told him to take him back. Why? Because he thought he was getting addicted! Addicted to playing golf every Saturday! And apparently he hates addiction, addiction of any kind. Even Hard work! Then it also mentioned about Miley Cyrus deleting her Twitter page for the same reason! She explained so beautifully when she said that she thought that people all over the world could maybe take a little vacation from Cyberspace. Her problem with the internet was that it made negativity so available. It allowed people to anonymously hurt others without any consequences. That was not the real world. Not only that, but if we spent more time enjoying what we were doing besides tweeting about it, we would enjoy our lives a whole lot more. She said she had very little free time and the moments that she did have, she should have been spending it with her family and friends and love every minute of their company…That was so true. In a way she said about how she was getting addicted to the virtual world and wanted to quit to get a feel of realism.

But is getting rid of it so easy? One just has to say I quit! And that is it? Surely one is addicted to one thing as he/she likes doing it. In my case though I would say I have nothing better to do! Can I get rid of it? Yes, if I find something better to do! Writing may be! But it is difficult…like quitting smoking or drinking… A monotonous life gets to you after a while! It really does…Perhaps the best kind of advice I got was from a old school classmate of mine…I didn’t ask him directly about what to do but in a conversation I told him something which only a person who has nothing better to do would remember! I mean it was not a thing which a normal guy would give heed to…and he was like “Wtf dude! Do u secretly spy on us or something? Get a life man! Get a girl! Everyone from school that I know of... is committed except u! A girl will keep you in check and make you meet with reality. I laughed of the idea…but anything will do to get me out of this…Any suggestions people? :P

A Hair Raiser

Ok I have to confess first off that I have a problem with my hair. Yes I do. I am not a baldie though…No I am not, neither am I on my way to becoming one but some people and I mean SOME PEOPLE just don’t get it or may be they do but just for their own beneficial reason, choose not to. Okay so what happened? This is what…

I was walking on the streets in my own merry way which means I usually don’t give a damn of the people around me. So if a friend or an acquaintance happens to pass by me, I wouldn’t know unless he/she calls me in a crowd. So as I was walking down the street I hear a woman go “Aapke baal jhadd raha hain naa”? I was like Wtf? where ‘w’ was equal to who? I turned around to find a saleswomen in her mid 30’s(not like the one in the pic... though I wish! :D) standing with different kinds of ayurvedic medicines kept in a dingy. I kinda went huh? ..She was like haan haan jhad rahe hain… Ye medicine aapke baalon ko…blah..blah..blah…She kept on saying stuffs which I kept hearing from my one ear and let go of another. I was least interested. What bothered me more was…was this saleswomen saying it because she was one? Others don’t say it coz they are not trying to sell their stuff? They don’t wanna hurt me? Well it’s not that people haven’t pointed this out to me but geez…it hurts when some stranger tells you out of the blue. It hurts deep down.

Ohh for those wondering what I did next. I didn’t wait there for more than 10 seconds before I said to her thank you! Ohh but she was a saleswomen and a good one at that…She said these two words putting more salts on to my wounds as it were… “Khyaal rakhna!” …I went “F U” in my head…the thing kept on playing in my head for the next 20 minutes before I could reach the comfort of my house. Why pick me up out of the crowd. Do ordinary people on the street notice it too? But I ended with a sigh in the end …*Saleswomen* …I think I did the right thing. I shouldn’t let these things bother me. There are million other things to bother about. No point in raising my hair for this as it were! But I concluded with a thought that..Never go through a street where there are sales persons around especially those selling Hairy products :D

P.S : The pic is just to show how the saleswomen was "dragging" me as it were, to take her stuff :D ..She was unsuccessful though :D

Moonlit Sky

She stood there, almost numb, as she saw the dark clouds gather over the moon. But she was looking for something else. Something which she thought, would haunt her for the rest of her life.

He went down on his knees that day as he proposed to her...
Do you mind spending the rest of your life with me, Anita? The room went silent. She didn’t know how to react. Obviously she was happy, but a part of her heart wasn’t quite sure. The crowd of 5 people inside the room including Rishi awaited with bated breadth. “Yes!” came her reply and everybody in the room got what they wanted to hear. But was it a wholehearted yes, Rishi Wondered.

“What’s the matter Ani?”

“I don’t know Rish, I just don’t know!”

“Have you found someone else in these last 2 years?”

“No that’s not the case Rish, it’s just that 2 years ago you were not a captain in the Indian Army”

“I see, you have a problem of me being in the army?”

“No Rish, I am worried about you…they have posted you in the north-west frontier.”

“Your concerns are uncalled for Ani, there is very little infiltration now-a-days”

“Still …Anything could happen”

“What do you want me to do Ani, Make sacrifices??

“Well somebody has to rish…ain’t it?

“I have made enough sacrifices to get into where I am now Ani…I am sorry I can’t leave that.”

She thought long and hard that night and had made her decision. I am sorry rish I can’t marry you.

He was heart-broken.

Can I have your number, she asked almost embarrassed

What’s the use Ani…Just incase I die…just look up in the sky and I will be right up there as a shining star, he bid her a goodbye.

And there she was, looking towards the sky that night, but she couldn’t see any star…All she saw were dark clouds covering the moonlit sky.

Engineered, But...

So, I am done with my engineering finally. I managed to get a distinction in my final year. But now, I ask myself this, Was it all worth it? Does Er. Anurag make me all proud? Have I achieved anything except may be graduating from an AICTE Approved University? Well the answer to all of the above is obviously a Big NO!

You know, now that I have graduated and am ready to make that transition into an office kind of an environment, I am kinda starting to understand the difference here. Why on earth do companies come and take fresh graduates like us? What is it that separates us from any other guy on the Street? It’s the quality of education one would say! Naa… I think they expect something much more from us. And that “Much more” thingy sadly is not taught inside colleges. The Professor who teaches us inside the classroom just imparts his knowledge and goes away. But frankly is that of any use? Last 10 days of exams…Put in as much of stuff as you can in your squeaky little mouth and once you reach the exam hall and the bell sounds, just vomit or puke it out…Or then dress up properly during Viva time and plant a nice li’l smile in front of a zombie who would either try to grin at you or try to terrorize you blabbering all sorts of things like ”I will fail you” or “You know absolutely nothing, why don’t you go and do a bsc?” Ironically some girls even shed tears coming out of the viva room. Noobs don’t even realize that these things won’t have any effect on their viva marks. They ultimately lie with the internal. So it’s the subject teacher's wrath that they should be scared about and not of any zombie who’s job is to mock and ridicule you… All these are disappointing realities in our education system.

But sadly this reality doesn’t quite work in a private office environment. Here one has to have a know-how of various things. One has to practice what one has preached…But sadly no one has done that…All one has done so far is puked…puked out knowledge. The one’s responsible for this i.e. exams…they are gonna continue…I don’t think anybody will scrap that and may be it shouldn’t… But one could do with some kind of accountability. That yes I understand this. I don’t wanna puke if I know this! Eventually the onus is on us. How can we ourselves enhance our own skills and come out trumps! Perhaps the old man’s saying is applicable even today… Self Help is the best help one can do for himself. :)

Do You Have it in you?

Two of my friends who will pass out with me this year (Results are yet to be declared) got jobs in their respective fields, there are other acquaintances of mine who are working too. Work, in this recession time you would ask? Well I ask, Recession…what Recession? If these people can get jobs in this slump period, where is Recession? There is a small differentiator though, a differentiator that makes them different.

We all want to do various things in life. But how many of us really do it in real life? Wanting is one thing but doing the same in reality is another. Perhaps those two and my other acquaintances do more, than want. One would argue that there is that luck factor too. But I always believe, one makes his or her own luck. As that Celion Dion song goes

“Love comes to those who believe in it”

Well even work comes to those I guess who go for it, not simply want it.

One would argue though that there is something called as “Luck” too. Well there is this girl
in my class who tops in every sem, yet is not placed anywhere. Whenever we have a chat, she always cribs of not being lucky enough and I always tell her this that someone will have luck come to them in a jiffy while others get it a lit later in their lives. May be you fall into the latter category. But there is no denying in the fact that you have to do it …to get it... You must have that extra zing in you to survive in this competitive world. Period.

P.S: Now I know for a fact that there are lots of tamilians who visit my blog ;)..So I want ask them this… what’s with Tamil Film Makers and over the Top Cinema?
I was watching the Wanted Promo and It so looks like Ghajini ..One Man Army who has a chick that dances all around him ??

P.P.S : I liked Ghajini though :D

Tag time

Before going to the tag, Aarthi said I've to post the rules. So here we go-

1. Link the person who tagged you.
2. Post the rules on your blog.
3. Share the ABCs of you.

I deleted the last 3 rules…Meri marzi :D

A to Z about me…. Main gita par kasam khaa kar kehtaa hu ki jo bhi kahungaa sach kahungaa aur sach ke sivai pata nahi kya kahungaa. :P

A – Available/Single? - Both

B – Best friend? - Can't single out one :P

C – Cake or Pie? - Pie

D – Do I want something right now? – Pie :D

E – Essential item you use every day? – My P.C and the tele :P

F – Freedom to me is? – Doing something without any hindrance

G – Giggle / Laughter – None..Smile :)

H – Heart / Brain – Use it when either one of them is required :P

I – Indulgence? or Addiction? – The Internet :P

J – January or February? – Right now ..I can’t wait for February to arrive :)

K – Kids & their names? – Baah …Abhi se :P

L – Life is...? – Baah ….long :P

M – Mom – means everything :)

N – Number of siblings? – 1 ..My big bro

O – One thing I hate to accept? – Uncomfortable “Sacchais” about me :P

P – Pictures / Reality – Reality ..Pics are highly deceptive

Q – Quote for today? – Tags should be banned from the world of blogging :D

R – Reason behind my brain working these days? – Eating fish :P

S – Season? - Winters. ..Thanda Thanda …kool kool

T – Tag 3 People? – No I won’t :D.

U – Unknown fact about me? - I am an extremely shy person

V – Vegetable you don't like? – Jackfruit ..Yes it's a vegetable :P

W – Worst habit? – Not to be mentioned in public :D

X – X-rays you've had? – Too many ..I was a “sick” kid :D

Y – Why ?? *Sigh* :P

Z – Zodiac sign? – Taurean and no I am not stubborn :X

Tag No :2

Tagged by Stephen and Aarthi again …..Phew :P

Where is your cell phone? Kidhar toh padaa hogaa…Apne aap bajegaa re :D

Relationship? Bole toh :P

Your hair? A Sensitive Issue :D

Work? Is something I hardly do :D

Your sister? Cousin ..is in the US ..Will not be there during rakhi :(

Your favorite thing? P.C

Your dream last night? I sleep peacefully :P

Your favorite drink? Paani :D

Your dream car? Realistically ….The SX-4 …Audi is a dream though :)

The room youre in? Has a fan :D

Your fears? Not being loved ….

What do you want to be in 10 years? Successful

Who did you hang out with this weekend? Don’t remember…Today is Friday :D

What are you not good at? You tell me :D

One of your wish list items? Many things :P

Where you grew up? Mumbai and bhubaneswar.

Last thing you did? Had Lunch

What are you wearing? Khekhekhekhe …*Evil Laugh*

What aren't you wearing? Muhahahahah ….why r u asking that :P

Your pet? Don’t have one

Your computer? Is a cherished possession ..and is working well now …* Touchwood*

Your life? Is kinda on the right track.

Your mood? Keeps changing

Missing? Yeah too many people

What are you thinking about right now? Why would someone like to know what Am I not wearing in a tag….Muhahahaha

Your kitchen? Smells nice every time ;)

Your summer? Bole toh :P

Your favorite color? Blue

Last time you laughed? I watched Shriman Shrimati after some 13 years today …Mann It’s still hilarious

Last time you cried? Don’t remember

School? Love to go back

Love? Duh !!!

Anybody intrested in picking it up ...Go onn ..Do it :P

Return of 55 fiction

When one is going through what is called as "A Writer's block", one should always go back to what is simple and kind of easy to write.

So here's another 55'er for you :)

He sat there engulfed in his own thoughts.

He closed his eyes and thought about his decision again.

His family felt dejected and perhaps rightly so, he thought.

“Your university rank would be a sheer waste”, his mother shouted.

But he had taken a final call

He was joining the Indian army.

In U.S or in U.K ...Joining the army is a matter of pride ...Sadly that's diminishing in our country ... :(

P.S: My Group Blog celebrated it's 1'st Birthday 10 days ago and I had written a nice li'l poem for it...Hope you guys like it :)

Click :-> here :)

Randomized

Okay strangely I am not able to think of what to post... So here is something which I wanted to include as a “p.s” on a post that I had written earlier but couldn’t due to some or the other reason. These are random pics clicked by yours truly when he was busy doing nothing :D

Picture 1

Waiting for the train to arrive can be one of the most boring if not the most boring things one could imagine...i.e. when one has arrived 2 hours before the scheduled time of departure :P :P…and at that time, a nap doesn’t help either. So Thivim station in Goa it was when my roving eye fell to this marvel right here. Yeah this is the reality of the Indian stations. And there is no one to fix it too… I am damn sure it’s in a similar state as of now…*Sigh*

Picture 2

Yeah...It ain't a comfortable pic I know :D...but I am not sure about your house but the surroundings of my house are full of pigeons. These have entered my house zillions of times. And yes they have done this too. I don’t know what to say here ...”Bechare" plants or "Bechari" pigeon …Next day the egg was not to be found …Guess either a crow or something else might have poached in...Yeah it was sad…but what can one do really? It doesn’t quite happen now but it’s not that it cannot happen again …Any Solutions people ?

Chitto Chat

Hello …How are? Yeah I have been away. It’s been kinda harrowing week. My P.C went to sleep.This after a stupid facebook quiz declared me a "Computer Proffessional". Facebook is spying on us I am telling ya :D...Anyways the Motherboard had to be replaced. 3 days without it working made it unbearable for moi. But it is fixed and working well now. Even I have gone completely vella as far as my writing goes. Bleh! may be is the word to describe me right now.

Coming back to this post though .Now chatting is now slowing becoming quite redundant for me as it is kinda the usual stuff…Like the hello how are? thingies …But some 2 weeks ago I probably had the most “giggliest” of chats ever. It went something like this…

I was invisible in gtalk and then in middle of our convo

She: hmm...
abbey o.l aa na re

me: kyon?
what diff does it make?

She: mr. india ban ke kya mil raha hai?

me: mann kii shanti

She: tan ki o/l aane se milegi :P

me: chee chee ..kya bol rahi hain :D

She: abbey....
jaa shoo

me: lol
U said it
binaa kuch sochhe

She: uska woh matlab nahi tha.. n u kno that :

me: lol...don't think I hv laughed so much during a chat as I am doing now :D :D

She: laughing at my expense... nalayak!

me: hehehe ..tan ki shanti ...You saying this ..OmG
facebook is right then

She: shooooooo

me: about your status
pick up line

She: wht status?

me: arey woh kuch tha naa..lol :P

She : Yeah whatever!

me: hehehe
anyways I gtg

She: kahan?

me: since u doing so much soo soo :D
ohh sorry shoo shoo :D

She: bahut maar khayega

me: OmG

She: u better hope i don come there soon

me: Laughs his ... off
:D

She: jaa jaa...

me: ohhk ohhk
cya
bye

She: bye

I still don’t understand what she meant by tan ki shanti though :D

Listening To Your Heart

After one has completed his or her engineering he/she invariably gets into the “Berozgaar Association of India” Society whether he/she likes it or not .Placement or No Placement, the time between your final exams and your result is the most “Khujlee waala time” ever :D

It’s the time where the scrapping in orkut or chatting in Google Chat goes

S: Hey ssup mann?
Me: nm mann …fooling around. What abt ya?
S: Ya me too rotting at home.
Me: Yeah me too…Hey hang on…Did I say rotting….Well both mean the same anyways *Sigh*
S: So what are you planning to do?
Me: Rot some more :D
S: No Seriously yaar...What?
Me: Now like the South park’s Character Eric Cartman I do want to scrap like “Screw you ‘S’…I am going Home! But then I realize I am in my own house ..*Sigh* ...*Sigh*

I conveniently log out! Now I know. I suck. I should have a clear plan already of what I want to do. But by the time this rain has started it has made me more jobless. Cool Weather. Light Drizzle. Khichdi at home. Nap in the afternoon and Counter-Strike in the evening. Could it get any better? :D Honestly if you look at it...it’s actually holiday time for us. Classes for the would be final year guys hasn’t started as yet. So for them it’s Vacation time and not for us! Screw You! :P

Till then People around me go... Beta! Ye kyun nahin kar lete …This has a good future..Do this...Do That! *Sigh* Well in the end though I always listen to my good friends that I have bache kuche. And I got some decent ones :P So I asked one of them and he just put in the most straight and simple way

He said

Listen to what your heart says...It is on the left hand side ….Yes…But it gives all the right signals and directions and leads you to the right path.

It may have sounded a little duh! then... But it sounds nice now :)

P.S: Now I had seen a video once on MTV some 7 years back but that song had just vanished away from my mind somehow! Guess what? ... I recollected it today :D

The lyrics kinda define my present state. Love it :)

~~ Everybody's changing from Keane

So little time
Try to understand that I'm
trying to make a move just to stay in the game
I try to stay awake and remember my name
but everybody's changing
And I don't feel the same.

:)

Another song which came to my mind today

Karo Daayaan Haath Aage
Karo Bayaan Haath Peeche
Daayaan Haath Aage
Karo Ye upar Ni-che
Then do the Boogie-Woogie
Aur saare Ghum Jaaoon
Aayegaa phir Mazaaa

This is what joblessness does to you :D

The Guys' Rules

Now I don't normally post a forwarded mail but this one had me lol'ing...And It's called the Guys Rules and it is something to make the guys feel better ..... once in a while !! So If you are guy reading this you will surely like it :P

The mail went like this

We always hear the rules from the female side.Now here are the rules from the male side. These are our rules! Please note.. these are all numbered "1" ON PURPOSE!

1. Men are NOT mind readers.

1. Shopping is NOT a sport. And no, we are never going to think of it that way.

1. Crying is blackmail.

1. Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one: Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it!

1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.

1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.

1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a Problem.
See a doctor.

1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days.

1. If you won't dress like the Victoria 's Secret girls, don't expect us to act like soap opera guys.

1. If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us.

1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.

1. You can either ask us to do something Or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.

1. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials.

1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.

1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not A color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.

1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We will act like nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.

1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, Expect an answer you don't want to hear.

1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine. Really.

1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as CRICKET, the shotgun formation, or golf.

1. You have enough clothes.

1. You have too many shoes.

1. I am in shape. Round IS a shape!

In the end it said

1. Thank you for reading this.. Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight;

1. But did you know men really don't mind that? It's like camping.

1. All points are marked as point no. (1), becoz all points are equally Important. There is nothing as More Important or less Important. :D

P.S : This one is forwarded mail....but that doesn't mean I don't agree with it :D

55 Fiction:-> Part 4

She fell on his arms after having the best sex of her life. It was her first after all

"I hope you remember this night."

"I will Michael. But I am gonna miss you."

"It is not in my hands honey."

He bid her goodbye as they parted ways.

Her marriage was day after tomorrow.

55:-> I am hooked :D

Where have I seen her before, he thought as she passed by him

He kept staring at her almost amazed by her beauty

But I have met her once but where, he kept digging up his memory

He then saw the girl approach him





"'The beating you got last year wasn't enough, eh?"

55 Fiction -> Part 2

Tension was brewing between the two for a very long time.

Divorce, A mere formality now, she thought.

“Mamta, I have something to ask and I need an answer”.

She didn’t think it would come so soon but she was prepared.

And then he asked her that inevitable question
















“Ye Melody itni chocolaty kyon hain?”

:D

Idea courtesy: The melody ad of course.

I am so glad that it’s made a comeback in the ongoing T-20 World Cup. I think it’s much better than the chloromint ad. Ain’t it? :D

55 Fiction :-> A Debut

Ok! I have written something here but frankly it ain't fiction. In 55 words one can only mention a sequence of a particular event to be honest and that's what I have done. I found it really difficult to pin down a story in those many words.The restrictions were too much for me to be honest.Still I have tried to come up with something. Hope you guys like it :)

Silence separated the two of them until

“So who was your first crush?”

“Your sister”

A little startled, she decided to stay mum.

“So who was your first crush?”

“Your brother”

“It is not possible. You didn’t even know him.”

"Ha! As if you knew my sister."

Both of them just about managed a smile.

Messaging Dunderheads

Have you a got such a text message before in your inbox …

“This is Drishti Ganpati.send this to 10 people & and you will have good luck all your life. You will get what u want. If ignored, then there is going to be 7yrs of problem. This is definitely NOT A JOKE... do give it a try!"

I have got several mails like that but it blows mind off when I get it as a text message…..If it’s not a drishti Ganpati then it’s sai baba or somebody else. It’s not that I am an atheist or anything…but this is surely no way of showing your religious side….

And the funny thing is that some of them will also add a "P.S" at the end of the message. ”Sorry I got sent this message and hence I am sending this to you” ..Arre? Wtf? When somebody messages this it quite clearly shows that person’s fear…..His fear of those 7 years of problem which he thinks will happen to him/her if he doesn’t send it to those many people. If everything was so easy in life then everybody in this world would have become an Anil Ambani by now. Don't cha Think?

May be I am reacting too much here.It could be a ploy to finish one’s phone balance you never know. But it’s damn irritating.

What do I do when I get such a message?
Oh! I conveniently delete it immediately from my inbox. I make my own luck. Period.

P.S: I am reading a book called “If God was a banker” by Ravi Subramanian and I found this line from the book very intriguing. I hadn’t heard or read it before. It read

“I have stuck my neck out on this and believe me when I say this – I do not like my neck tickled.” :D

Some Things Never Change

After writing the most grueling and exhaustive exam
There I was waiting for that darn bus
Must have been held up in a jam, I thought
It made me all the more tired and numb

And finally there it was, I saw it coming
I could not really believe my luck
As it came with all its seats empty
I would have a seat to park my ass afterall

But as I looked up in front of my seat
I had to close my eyes in utter disgust
“Oh not again” cursing my luck this time
Had I now committed some kind of a crime?

Ok! Why not just think something beautiful, I thought
So I closed my eyes and ventured into the valleys
The hills of the aravalies, my imaginations caught
Jeez did I need a vacation or what!

Exams have left me so stressed out
Some hair and weight lost too
May be I do need some rest
Though there are lots of other things to do

Hills of the aravalies looked all great
And so did the beaches of goa in my dreams
May be I need to put my hair down
And relax a little as of now

As I opened my eyes, I hadn’t realized
I eventually had gone to sleep
Thankfully my stop hadn’t come, it was reassuring
But one thing hadn’t really changed
The couple in front was still going on cuddling.[link]

P.S : The link idea is courtsey Chriz ofcourse. Sorry man...Not copying you or anything ....But I just love the way you use pictures at the end of every post. I hope the pic justifies the post.

Thanxs ppl :)

Just wanted to thank all on my b'day.....Thank you ppl for all your wishes :)

A big thanxs especially to step-man(Super-hero ka baap) lol...Yeah..that's what he calls himself.. for dedicating a poem to me on my birthday in my group Blog.."The Writer's Lounge"

Have a look at what he had to say here

Also a big Thank you to Kajal who gave me this "award" :P ..Got an "Award" after so many days :D She dedicated me these two "pictures" .."Recognition" whatever you may like to call it ..

So thanxs ..and happy 100'th post.. and for those who haven't visited her ....which might just be a very few number of people I am sure....Plzz do go now....Iss advertisement ke paise baad mein de denaa :D

I was feeling a bit guilty of giving you guys a Mango bite in my previous post...So here you go :P

Black Forest \m/ \m/

Listening to :-> One of my all time Favorite Song

You Sang to me -> Marc Anthony

Got a exam on Wednesday to give ...I better Study...\m/

Two....Two .. Twenty Two...Damn!

I will be turning 22 tomorrow. It feels insane really …22? I mean I used to read in the papers headlines like “A 22 year old man held for possession of drugs” or something like a 22 year old man held in a rape case and I used to ask myself ….Jeez 22 …And here I am… Ha! May be I wish I had a few inches more…May be a 5’10 me being 6’ would have given me a reassurance.

But there still is a feeling of a teenager….Perhaps even a child in me. But I know for a fact that it has to go…and go quickly. I will probably be taken even more seriously tomorrow as another year passes by. It’s amazing really how a year just whooshes past us without us blinking an eyelid. The other day I read a news story where it said a 22 year old man was held for harassing his wife…whaat? 22?? And He was married! Well doesn’t quite mean that I would do the same but just shows how old the number is :P

I believe though that age whatever it may be is a number afterall. What you feel like is all in the mind. And that should be your real age. But the fact that this child in me has to turn into a man will be a little hard transition to make. But as the Spiderman movie dialogue goes…With great power comes great responsibilities or the saying which goes like "A man has to do what a man has to do" will probably make my transition easier…that’s what’s gonna change from now on I guess… The responsibilities…that will come on this "Kamzor Kandha"( Weak Shoulder) :P

So as my engineering comes to an end. It’s time for me to turn into a pro …Give up my T’s and get into those proper shirts...Eww :P Take all the responsibilities and face it head on. And probably know the outside world in a much broader way.

Happy Birthday Anurag …You really have turned into a 22 year old boy …err….MAN! Damn! :D

*Gifts Everyone on Blogger a Mango Bite*
Sorry People...Recession you see :D

Listening to :-> I like to move it. -> Erick Morillo…From the Madagascar Movie… Love the last line from the song

"Now bad eh? ...I like it" :D :D

A Reality Check (Reloaded)

Vishal, Arjun and Sunil were three good friends. They studied in the same college and helped each other out in their time of need. Now Arjun lived in the heart of Mumbai whereas both Vishal and Sunil lived in the outskirts of the city. So, one day Arjun asked both of them to come to his house and from there they planned to have a hang-out in places like Bandstand or Marine Drive and have a good time.

Now Arjun was a farely hardworking, determined and yet a fun loving guy। Both Vishal and Sunil admired the way he used to go about his life and he always came across as a well-to-do guy. Dressed well, traveled in a first class and wasn’t short of money whenever the group decided to pay a visit to the nearby joint. So when both of them got down at Dockyard road they thought they would be visiting a well decked up, farely decent apartment of his. Arjun was waiting there to pick them up from the station. The trio took a Taxi from the station and came near a building which looked around 30 years old, there was darkness around the stairs and as they entered his house, reality hit him on their faces.

Arjun and his family (4 of them) stayed in a one room apartment which was so small that from the entrance to the end of his house, one could barely walk say 6 or 7 proper steps। The fridge, his P.C and the television were kept all in one corner of the house leaving just a minute little space between them. They had this one little space where they could have a bath and for the bowl movement, there was one common toilet in each floor of the building. It was actually like a chawl in shape of a building. As they browsed through all the latest games that Arjun had in his P.C, Vishal could not help but shed a little tear sitting in that tiny sofa of his which almost touched the door of his house. The idli and wada guy arrived at his door step and in spite of their refusal he made them eat that. After spending around an hour in his house, they left for bandstand. The trio had a great time hanging out but Vishal’s mind was some where else.

On his way home several questions ran through Vishal’s mind…”How could he travel in a first class ticket? How could he remain so jovial about life and yet so determined about what he wanted to achieve?” And all this drove him to one simple conclusion ….This was what they all call “The Mumbai Life”.

There are so many other Arjun’s in the heart of the city that make Mumbai what it is today. Another thing that popped up in his mind that day was that wasn't it ironic or rather strange that all the people that he used to see hanging out in these huge, glitzy air conditioned malls or in Ccd’s etc. eventually had to return to their one room apartment at the end of the day. Guess that too he thought, was a reality in the city.

That day gave Vishal kind of a boost to do well in life, do well for himself. If Arjun could do it in all kinds of adversaries, then why couldn't he? From that day onwards his Outlook towards life changed and changed for the better.

P.S : Thanxs Neha for all the editing। I guess I have myself edited it some more but thanxs for your help :)

P.P.S :My Exams start next Friday and my Birthday is next Saturday :) ...Hopefully it would be a nice celebration if the paper goes well :P....Planning the next post on my Birthday ॥Let's see....

Wish me well People :)