Life Story in Dream City

The Price of Life...

2011-09-18T21:00:00.000+05:30

(I originally intended to post this on the tenth anniversary of 9/11, this work is a collection of my personal thoughts and beliefs. )

Today is 9/11, the day that changed the world forever. Ten years have gone by but the repercussions are still being felt. Innocent lives were lost forever, and trillions of dollars have been spent worldwide to cope with the military, economic and political ramifications of the act.

Official records show approximately 3000 died on that fateful day, the real loss.. is far reaching. 9/11 shook the world and America, who woke up to the fact that USA is as equally prone to terrorism as the Asian countries. George W. Bush addressed the nation and promised “to smoke them out and bring them to justice”

And true to its promise, America invaded Iraq, Afghanistan and Pakistan.

Osama Bin Laden and Mullah Omar, the two biggest perpetrators of terrorism are dead. So is Saddam Hussein and his dictatorship in Iraq. Taliban rule has virtually been abolished in Afghanistan and democracy restored.

The world should be a peaceful place now.. shouldn’t it?

Unfortunately, the world never operates the way it should. Terrorism is a graver problem than ever before, and not amount of artillery seems sufficed to silent the wars blazing the countries. Terrorism is a global phenomenon now.

More than three times those who died in 9/11 have been killed in Pakistan, India and Afghanistan due to terrorism since 9/11. And this does not include those who died in military action fighting the Taliban fighters on Pak-Afghan borders.

My question is simple… why is an American life valued more than an Indian or a Pakistani life?

Make no mistake, a life lost is a tragedy… be it New York, New Delhi, Kandahar or Lahore. What makes me uncomfortable is that why does’nt anyone talk about the thousands who lost their lives fighting terrorism in Kargil. Why this imbalance even in death?

While the world prays for the victims of 9/11.. I only wish and pray that the west sees that every terrorist act is to be criticized, condoned and acted on equally. Terrorism has no religion, no region… and its time we realized that that the price of life… be in America or India… is equal.

The Written Word

2010-09-26T15:01:00.003+05:30

This is the Jet Age… everything is literally at your fingertips. In the quest to maximise every ounce of productivity, and to make each second count, we have invented devices, gadgets which have replaced the way we interact with each other.

We were the sms generation, and that too is passé now. It’s the Tweet generation, conversations that do not last 140 characters.

Wrds r nw loosng their 4rm.

Ask yourself, when was the last time you put pen to paper and wrote something. Not a signature on a cheque, not while making office notes, but an actual thought or maybe a letter to a loved one.

For me, nothing can quite replace the written word. the personal touch, the thought and the visible sign of the person’s handwriting is something no MS word software can ever reproduce.

When I was in hostel, we were to compulsorily write to our parents every fortnight. I always had too much to write, resulting in sheets and sheets of paper. These days, with the call charges being so low, and technology catching up… who writes letters these days.

Think about it, delve into your inner thoughts, pick up a piece of paper and write to whoever you wish to, the “old fashioned” way.

Life on an upward spiral..

2010-03-30T14:43:00.001+05:30

The last time I wrote on my blog was 4 months back, at that time, nothing was quite going right. My career was on the rocks, nothing happening on the personal front, and I was grapping with issues and even contemplated pulling out of the city of dreamz.

And then I wrote that stupid last post of mine.

And then I read what I wrote, and I re-read it again and again, and wondered how negative and pessimistic it sounded. It perfectly captured my state of mind. Disillusioned, unfocussed.

Much has thankfully changed in the last four months. Things are way better now, and I am at the tipping point of the next big jump in my career. It all will happen this year.

But that’s not why I am happy. I am happy because probably for the first time in my entire life, I have started to think positive. I have started to think that whatever will happen to me, it will be for the best.

And people say, that if your thinking is positive, it attracts positive energy unbound… maybe its true.

So how did the change happen?

Was it within me? Was it due to the people around me?

Could be. I think people are as good to you or as bad to you as you allow them to be, and that’s the reason why good things happen to good people and sooner or later, the equilibrium of goodness tips in your favour.

This positive energy which is the source of my happiness, is bigger to me than all the Gods, all the meditation etc put together.

I am smiling again.

:)

Untitled

2009-10-27T21:34:00.000+05:30

There are times when things in your life do not go as per plan. Every possible problems happen. You fight and fight. . Until you reach a stage where you look back and wonder. . What's going on. . Why gs the world conspiring against me. Why isn't ome good thing happening in my life right now! There are no replies. . Just a lot of struggle. I am tired. . Of struggling.. Of the tensions. I just need to relieve myself. Totally.

WTF!

2009-09-08T16:46:00.001+05:30

My Ineraction with my nephew on Gtalk today... He is only 12!!

Raj: why are you angry
Raj Shrimali: :) :) :) :) :) :)
Rahul: how do u know i am angry?
Raj: Your message says "WTF"
Rahul: and what does that mean?
Raj: A Curse Word
Rahul: lollll!!! how do u know that already raj!
u r a kiddo!
Raj: EVERY ONE KNOWS.
I HAVE TO GO NOW AND GET READY FO SCHOOL
BYE

As simple as that!! WTF was I upto when i was 12!

Moksha

2009-08-18T14:16:00.000+05:30

Ever thought of a state of nothingness, when you simply put up your feet… forgot all the worries of the carnal world.. Switched off that cell, no more checking mails every second.. and looked out your window, taking in the breathtaking view of the nature that has enveloped you…

I did just that.. closed my eyes n immersed myself, spent some quality time with someone I had been neglecting for sometime… my inner self.

There are times when you dream a lot, aspire a lot, you want the world and nothing is impossible.. then, slowly, you start listening to the world, it corrupts you… it starts inhibiting you, influences you and the decisions you make…

People talk about being in touch with their spiritual side, they meditate, pray and solicit peace, with the sole purpose of achieving that “zen” or moksha, call it whatever you want to.

It’s the sum zero of everything, isn’t it? Everything we do, we pursue, at the end of the day its to achieve that Moksha, be it in work, in relationships, in the way we lead our life…

Call in Om, call it Buddham Sharanam Gacchami…..

Moksha.

True Blood...

2009-07-13T17:11:00.004+05:30

Their Eyes Met, and again.

He could sense she was noticing him from head to toe.

He had to make the first move.

"Your place or mine???"

........

Two Hours Later, he smirked to himself ,"My lucky day, that was easy!"

Two & half hours later, she smiled..

"I haven't had such an easy catch in weeks!"she said, as she sunk her canine teeth deep into his body.

Remember the Time...

2009-06-27T13:48:00.002+05:30

The Year was 1992. It was a different world back then. The TV screen showed only two channels.. the ever faithful Doordarshan and its prettier sibling DD-Metro.

And then.. Change happened.. Cable TV happened.. I remembere clearly, it was september 30. After 2 days zee tv was about to be launched, and our house was amongst the first ones to get it.
The cable guy installed the plugs, drew the line,plugged inm the sockets... and started the tuning.

Do you wanna guess what was the first thing i saw??

A guy wearing golden robes, dancing to Eddie Murphy and His Queen, inside the Egyptian Pyramnid setting... I can never forget that moment. That was the first time i saw Micheal Jackson aka Wacko Jacko.

Needless to say, it was a lasting impression.

Adios Micheal! You Rocked...

RIP

The Nice Guy..

2009-06-09T11:53:00.003+05:30

I came across this piece on a blog.. totally exemplifies the kinda person i am. some mite like to associate the word "looser" here... but i believe.. the world needs more people like me...

I know i do have a bit of female readership on my blog.... so Mia, shy, gunj, umang.. et al. would love it if you guys would share your take on this..

This rant was written for the Wharton Undergraduate Journal

This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.
This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.
This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.
The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.
So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, and your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, insane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming...

My Next Life....

2009-06-05T16:41:00.002+05:30

This was way too good to not post.... :)

Slumdog Mumbai

2009-06-03T16:59:00.003+05:30

When i started my blog, the intention was to write about me, and my experiences of life in Mumbai.. somehow... "Me" has taken over "Mumbai". Anyway, here is a food for thought.

I know this comes a bit late in the day, but i think i still need to put it here. The other day i was having a discussion with a friend about the movie "Slumdog Millionaire".

Now, he totally abhors the movie and feels nothing could be more pitiful than we Indians celebrating the success of a movie which glorifies the unbelievably surreal existance that a slum dweller survives in. He said that though India is also about a thriving economy, a young and educated population and industry, what was potrayed was a land of poverty, a state of constant organized chaos. Movies such as SL really put us down in front of the entire world.

But then, thats what we are!
No matter how much we ignore, the fact wont change that slums and poverty are as much a part of us as the five stars and studio apartments. And frankly, its nothing to be ashamed of.
What really is to ashamed about is that it takes a movie made by a british director, a rank outsider, to sit up, take notice and do something about the plight of the thousands of azhars and rubinas staying in this city.

Highlighting the successes of the past and the promise of the future shouldnt take away the realism of the present.

One weird week!

2009-06-01T10:48:00.004+05:30

lots of stuff happened during the week gone by.. here's my take on it...

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Seems good ol' Archie (of Riverdale High Fame) is finally getting married to Veronica Lodge... just goes to show that comic life ALSO imitates real life! Feel for Betty Cooper though!

Come to think of it.. which is your favourite Archies Charactor?? do post n lemme know ;)

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The Jay Leno Show finally ended last week.. i have had some good laughs watching this show.. and the comic timing of this guy is impeccable... not to mention having the President as a guest.. thats some star power there!

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and finally.... school kids in bhopal found a frog in their mid day khichdi... this is it.. its my official excuse to stay away from it for eternity!

what if??

2009-05-21T17:41:00.003+05:30

I just hope that someday when i look back to all these years gone by... i dont end up with a big question of what if....

What if.. i had taken some decisions in my life without thinking about the consequences?
What if.. I had taken some time out and introspected about my own self?
What if.. I had not gone out of my way for some people ( and regretted it later)?
What if.. I had made some choices while i still could?

Its human nature.. isnt it? We take decisions, we make mistakes, we repent, we move on..
A friend of mine is on crossroads of her life right now... I just told her right now.. make the decision which you wont repent later... no matter what.

Bolna aasan hai.. karna mushkil.

Btw... i am crazy.. isnt it?? no posts for six months and suddenly two in one day!!

Men.. Simplified.

2009-05-21T17:34:00.000+05:30

Boss: rahul, whatever you do in life.. never get married..
Me: (surprised at this sudden revelation) Ok! But what happened to you suddenly?
Boss: You have no clue how difficult it is to please a woman!
Me: I am sure.. i have heard this before!Boss: Yeah! Take her out, take her for shopping, take her to movies, take her to the parlor, buy her the abso-fucking-ly expensive diamonds.. yet!!
Me: you know what.. i have always wondered why we men are not so difficult.. i mean.. what does it take to make a man happy?
Boss and Me: Just leave us alone and give us the remote! ;)

Isnt that amazing.. we are simplified.. we dont throw tantrums.. we dont have erratic mood swings..
Just give us some simple stuff in life are we are happy!
For Example:
A newspaper first up in the morning..
An uncrowded local train!
A cricket/football match every day of the year..
rock bottom liqour prices.. ;)
An eye candy in office!

It doesnt take much to make a man happy... ;)

Momentum

2009-01-27T17:51:00.001+05:30

A few days back, i was on my way from B'lore to Mumbai in an early morning flight, it was real cold,cloudy and drizzling, but fortunately, the flight did take off on time. Now, i am this early morning person (blame it on my love for dilli, which is amazing early winter mornings), and so instead of dozingg off, i was looking outta the window, as the plane slowly took momentum and lept for the clouds.

In some time, i just couldnt see a thing, quite obvious, you will say. But then, the plane slowly gained more height and soon the brightness and warmth of the early morning sun had taken over the gloom and darkness.

I just thought, all the problems which i am facing right now are just that! Gloom, darkness, and never ending....

and all i need to do now.. is take a momentum, and leap...

sunshine ahead!

Jaage Hain...

2008-12-21T17:57:00.003+05:30

"Jaage Hain Der tak Hamein,
Kuch Der Sone Do,
Thodi Si Raat Aur Hai,
To Khwaab Sanjone do.."

Please God.. for a change.. GIVE ME WHAT I WANT.

Mumbai Meri jaan

2008-12-13T23:41:00.001+05:30

Its about to be one month since my mumbai was torn apart. So was i.
Like everyone else. . I wept for those whose who died. I felt proud
for our NSG and the army. I felt disgraced and angry when our
politicians made a mockery out of this.
i went to the gateway. . Immersed myself in the spirit.
I just love my country too much. I love mumbai too much.

--
Sent from my mobile device

Train memoirs . .

2008-11-15T20:41:00.001+05:30

I read somewhere once . . If you want to see a snapshot of india..
Take a ride in its trains.. And its true.. Trains have been as
integral part of my growing up as anything could be.. My earliest
memories are of summer holidays.. Every year in may the entire family
would pack.. Actually over pack and make sure every possible calamity
was factored in! We used to travel sleeper class. Ac travelling was a
luxury and was avoided. Mom would make yummy puris n aloo ki sabzi and
choicest homemade pickles. It was a hearty meal :) and years without
fail. . That was the train menu. . That was an age without
distractions called cell phones and ipods. . So we had ludo and uno.
It was uninterrupted family bonding time over ludo. . Dad would cheat
like crazy and me and sis would keep a check on him. . But somehow i
guess he always managed to fool us. . He ALWAYS won!
travelling was also about making friends .. It never took long . . And
the kids would play antakshari and quite literally bring the house
down! :)
times have changed today. . Today i am travelling ac . . Listening to
music on my phone.. And blogging!
magar mujhko lauta do bachpan ka saawan. . The kid in me in alive and
kicking! :)

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Sent from my mobile device

The homecoming. .

2008-11-09T10:58:00.004+05:30

A wise man once said. . There is no place like home. . Home is where the heart is. . And its not merely about brick and mortar. . Its about the care,love and nurturing which the individuals residing in it bring to it. Really, home is where the heart is. Now, i have been out of home for ten odd years . . And yet everytime i go.. The feeling of being enveloped behind the doors of your home . . The reassurance of being people who are with you selflessly all these years. . Family. . Relatives. . Nothing can quite replace that. .

Its been one year since i last went home. .But i am off next week. But this homecoming is going to be a special one. . My bro and sis are flying down from america . . And after twelve odd years. . My entire family will be together. This one is for the album :) . .yes. . The homecoming beckons.

Jaane tu..

2008-10-28T21:25:00.001+05:30

Life suddenly changed in last few days.. The last straw of hope is now
gone. I am so shocked that even after two days its yet to sink in.
Such is life.. Jo chaho wo agar mil jaye to wo zindagi hi kya. Bas.
Its enough for me now.. No more falling in love business for me.. No
more striving for love. Stay tuned. Someone has just lost his faith in
love.

--
Sent from my mobile device

Hamaar Lalu!

2008-10-17T17:23:00.003+05:30

Laloo Prasad sent his Bio Data - to apply for a post in MicrosoftCorporation, USA.A few days later he got this reply:

Dear Mr. Laloo Prasad,You do not meet our requirements. Please do not send any further correspondence.No phone call shall be entertained.
Thanks

Bill Gates.

Laloo prasad jumped with joy on receiving this reply.He arranged a press conference : "Bhaiyon aur Behno, aap ko jaan karkhushi hogee ki hum ko Amereeca mein naukri mil gayee hai."

Everyone was delighted. Laloo prasad continued... ... "Ab hum aap sabko apnaa appointment Letter padkar sunaongaa ? par letter angreezemain hai - isliyen saath-saath Hindi main translate bhee karoonga.

Dear Mr. Laloo Prasad ----- Pyare Laloo prasad bhaiyya

You do not meet -----aap to miltay hee naheen ho

our requirement ----- humko to zaroorat hai

Please do not send any furthur correspondance ----- ab Letter vetter bhejne ka kaouno zaroorat nahee.

No phone call ----- phoonwa ka bhee zaroorat nahee hai

shall be entertained ----- bahut khaatir kee jayegi.

Thanks ----- aapkaa bahut bahut dhanyavad.Bill Gates. ---- Tohar Bilva.

Updating...

2008-10-07T18:23:00.001+05:30

Helloz everyone,

Its been quite a long time since i blogged, which is surprising in itself, its funny how things turn out to be... when i had no access to blogging in my previous job, i used to itch to blog everyday... and now when i have all of that i am out of words!!

I just lost a very close friend, Gaurav Datta, who was my buddy, my bro, he meant a lot to me. There comes a time in everyone's life when we are so out of words, nothing we can say or write can probably match what the heart is feeling... Gaurav's death has shocked me beyond words.. and to think that he was only 26, he suffered a heart attack!!!

Guys, when i broke this news to my friends, i just said one thing to everyone... and i will just repeat this everyone reading this blog.. , please take care of your lifestyle. Eat well, at the right time, go easy on the booze n the dope and just sleep well...

I am finally starting to enjoy my new job... the work culture, the people,the late nights, the work itself... i am loving it here! :)

Its been a long time since i went home... and i am starting to miss it... and as things stand right now, i will not be going for diwali as well..

Amongst other stuff... Ganguly just announced his retirement.. gosh.. imagining the game without characters like him is tough.. and its because of him that Team India is what it is right now!

You will be missed dada! Well Played!

Dil Waalon ki Dilli...

2008-09-15T16:48:00.001+05:30

Yet another bomb blast, in Delhi this time, innocent lives lost. Children left orphans, families destoyed. Bread-winners left handicapped. No words, no monetary relief can work...

and yet.. everything goes on as usual. aakhir dil waalon ki dilli hai.. the customary speeches of the spirit of the city, of the tragedy, and the survivors and the miracles.

Feeling low right now, just wondering, what kind of environment are we leaving behind for the future generations. Just a weird thought, our children and grand children will be growing up in the scenario where terrorism , jihad, nuclear holocaust will be day to day buzz words. they will be such common part of everyday life that we will be insensitive to death, until someday, we loose our near and dear ones.

Is this the beginning of the end?

PS- I have seen what terrorism can do.. i was in that train, 07/11/2006, Mumbai.

Life..

2008-09-02T16:40:00.001+05:30

"Life is what happens to you when you are busy making other plans" - John Lennon.

These days i find asking myself again and again. What is life all about. You spend all your time making it worthwhile, you slog, you worry about innumerable things, work towards a better future.. with a total disregard about the present. There is a constant fear of past catching up.. you wish to believe that you are strong enough to handle it when the time comes..

Rob in "Rock On" says " Life doesnt give anyone a second chance".. so true... so many times, we wait for that second chance all our lives, but it never comes. Life itself is a One Time only affair. No retakes, no second innings.

Life is a gamut of emotions..

Love life.. Live life..

Random!

2008-08-18T16:42:00.001+05:30

A lot of things seem to have happened in the last 18 days, i joined my new job... settled in...making new friends.. already have been to three team parties... partied like crazy.. ate like a dog and drank like a fish..aaah... just the relief from the boring inane routine of my previous job.

Also, i shifted to a new (and better) house... bought some new furniture.. a tv... sala kaafi kharcha ho gaya... but what the heck... in the end its for a comfortable life for me...

Also, i met up with a fellow blogger this weekend... and it wasss aaawwweeesssooommmmeee!!!!!!

Life v2.0

2008-07-25T14:20:00.000+05:30

So finally the Big day is here... my last day in the office.. before i take a week off and join my new job from August 1. Yeah, i am blogging in office.. on my very last day! In one hour my supposed farewell ceremony will start, wherein i am supposed to speak on my experience n all that. Yeah, you can understand the butterflies in my tummy...

I am quite looking forward to the next six days, when, for the first time in my life , i will be officially "unemployed"!! I am going to Pune for these six days, nothing relaxes me as much.. :)

Finally, just reproducing the farewell email which i sent to my friends and colleagues...

Dear Friends and colleagues,

It has been a truly enriching experience working with you in **** Bank. But in search of better opportunities, I will have to move on. Today will be my last working day.

In the two years that I have spent with you, I have learnt a lot of new things. I am carrying with me sweet memories which I will cherish forever. I sincerely take this opportunity to thank each one of you for the wonderful time that we shared.

I would always be available @ rporwal@gmail.com and Mob-98200*****.

"You never really leave a place or person you love, part of them you take with you ,leaving a part of yourself behind."

Cheers to a new beginning...

Thanks and Regards,
Rahul Porwal

and so.. a new phase is about to begin... Life is going to go on a roll again.. Dream City!

Life V2.0

Random Crap!

2008-07-10T14:13:00.000+05:30

His Royal Highness MSD of Jharkhand/Chennai doesnt wish to play cricket for the Test Series citing 'fatigue'... i am so amused...

Imagine.. one fine day i just walk into the office and tell my boss... dude.. i am talking two weeks off the job coz i am fatigued... waah! One nice kick on the butt i will get!

But then i am no MSD... I am Me!

Anyways... Random Crap this... my mom n dad r coming to Mumbai for a week... gosh... i dont remember seeing them the last time!!! (maybe it was last december.. or maybe it was for two days in Holi!..).. i will have ghar ka khaana!!! I must must must have aam ki kadhi before the season runs out ( neekuben n solitaire will know what i am talking of :) )

I have to make it up to them... take mom out for shopping... show her a movie or two.. "jaane tu..." or "kismat konnection".. i quite like shahid's hairstyle in that movie... totally urbane!

aaah!!! I am 18 again today! I feel that way!

My mama's son's wedding in ahmedabad over the weekend... should be fun... ;)

Ps- Thats aam ki kadhi's photo... i am still thinking about it... waiting for mummmmyyy!!!

SH*T!!

2008-07-04T11:49:00.000+05:30

Husband and Wife are sitting quietly in bed reading when the Wife looks over at him and asks the question....

WIFE: "What would you do if I died? Would you get married again?"
HUSBAND: "Definitely not!"
WIFE: "Why not? Don't you like being married?"
HUSBAND: "Of course I do."
WIFE: "Then why wouldn't you remarry?"
HUSBAND: "Okay, okay, I'd get married again. "
WIFE: "You would?" (with a hurt look)
HUSBAND: (makes audible groan)
WIFE: "Would you live in our house?"
HUSBAND: "Sure, it's a great house."
WIFE: "Would you sleep with her in our bed?"
HUSBAND: "Where else would we sleep?"
WIFE: "Would you let her drive my car?"
HUSBAND: "Probably, it is almost new."
WIFE: "Would you replace my pictures with hers?"
HUSBAND: "That would seem like the proper thing to do."
WIFE: "Would you give her my jewelry?"
HUSBAND: "No, I'm sure she'd want her own."
WIFE: "Would she use my golf clubs?"
HUSBAND: "No, she's left-handed. "
WIFE: -- silence --
HUSBAND: "sh*t."

Your Call

2008-06-27T10:54:00.000+05:30

Has it ever happened to you that there is something you seriously wanna blog about , formulate it all in your head, and then because there is no computer/net connection nearby, you proceed to make a mental note of it to blog later.. and then poof! you forget about it the moment you open the compose window...

Gosh! happens to me all the time.. and then I itch to write atleast SOMETHING on my blog, which cries desperately to some serious/funny/interesting write up... but since that never happens.. I end up posting random tags, stupid little blog ratings... aaah... What Crap!!

And so i ask you... Yes you... the one reading this no-logic-no-brains post... what is it that you wish to read here? anything under the sun is welcome... tell me.. and i will write... Its Your call!

Until then... Bring on the Tags!!!

Ps- Just a little update about me... I have resigned from my current job.. and will be joining a very reputed media house's brand activation cell from August.. New Challenges... New People... New Life... and hopefully... Some Love.. In the City of Dreamz!

Rated!

2008-06-24T12:01:00.000+05:30

Well! Now you know....

Check the rating of your blog on..

http://www.oneplusyou.com/bb/blog_rating

From Forrest Gump...

2008-06-16T17:55:00.000+05:30

Jenny: I have named him Forrest.

Forrest Gump: You have named him after me!! (Is surprised.. as if he has the copyright to his name...)

Jenny: I have named him after his father....

(Forrest is shell-shocked... his whole life turns upside down)

Jenny: You dont have to worry about anything Forrest... its not your fault... he is beautiful.. isnt he??

Forrest: He is the most beautiful thing i have ever seen....

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Forrest Gump: Will you marry me? I'd make a good husband, Jenny.

Jenny: You would, Forrest.

Forrest Gump: But you won't marry me.

Jenny: You don't want to marry me.

Forrest Gump: Why don't you love me, Jenny? I'm not a smart man, but I know what love is.

8 ka dum!

2008-06-12T10:04:00.000+05:30

Jab koi kaam naa ho... ekdam velle ho... office khatam hone mein half hour ho... to Tag khatam karo ..

And so i write... Gunj and Mini Tagged me.. and given that i am totally uninspiring and unentertaining while writing tags... its a commendable feat in itself!!

So here we go... The 8 things Tag!

8 THINGS I AM PASSIONATE ABOUT

Cricket, Movies, Music- Give them any of these, anytime and i am happy n satiated.
Food- The eternal foodie that i am! Dominoe's are seriously considering appointing me as their Brand Ambassador for life! and that also explains , amoung other things, my weight!.
Love- Need i say more... ???
Friends- Other than Oxygen, my bare essential need in Life. I simplay cant survive without them!
Money - There are some things money cant buy, and all those things are simply worthless! ;)
Knowledge - Yah! i want to know everything, from the conception till the end.
India-Yeah! Sau mein se nabbe baimaan .. fir bhi mera bhaarat mahaan!
Blogging: My relieving zone. where i am ME. unadultered, uncensored, uninhibited.

8 THINGS I WANNA DO BEFORE I DIE!

Visit the Wagah Border.. Yeah! sounds weird i know... but its something i have ALWAYS wanted to do...
Paragliding on Bondi Beach, Australia...
Earn lots of money for the second point to happen ;)
Fall in Love... and stay there.
Gift my Dad a Mercedes E Class...
Party with"her" in Las Vegas!! woooow!
Watch a World Cup Cricket & Football Final LIVE!
Own a Penthouse in SoBo (South Bombay ;))

8 THINGS I SAY OFTEN...

FCUK!
BC!
What a Freak Show!
Kya Ch******pa hai!
Kya Scene hai???
Sexy Stuff man!
A**HOLE!!
Take care....

8 BOOKS I HAVE READ RECENTLY

The Three Mistakes of My Life... Chetan Bhagat.( Great read from Page 150 onwards)
The Kite Runner- Khaled Housseini ( If there is one book everyone should read... its this one!)
A Thousand Spendid Suns - Khaled Housseini ( Ditto!!)
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows - J . K. Rowling ( Read them all, seen them all... hardcore fan here!)
Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown ( No Matter what anyone says... i LOVE this book!!)
Angels & Demons - Dan Brown ( Even better than Da Vinci...)
Five Point Someone - Chetan Bhagat ( His Best work yet!!)
Deception Point - Dan Brown ( Just about ok book... typical masala affair this!)

8 SONGS I COULD LISTEN TO OVER N OVER AGAIN

Leaving on a Jet Plane...
Tumko dekha... to ye khayaal aaya...
Tujhse naraaz nahi zindagi...
Roobaru.... ( From RDB)
Kahin... door... jab din dhal jaaye... ( from Anand)
Tere dar par sanam... ( from fir teri kahaani yaad aayi...)
Ae kaash ke ham.. hosh mein ab... ( From kabhi haan kabhi naa...)
Please forgive me... cant stop loving you... ( Bryan Adams)

8 PEOPLE I THINK SHOULD DO THIS TAG

Solitaire
Mishti
Divvu!!! ( and you Better do this!!)
Neekuben
Vartika
G Man
Princess Mia
Anjuli

Ecstasy

2008-06-03T21:20:00.002+05:30

Your very sight makes me go weak in the knees… there you are, shimmering in your luscious red.. your very sight is inviting me… the music is deafening. I am trying hard to resist you, but I know its an effort in vain. The distance between us is separated by millimeters now.

"Not here, not today.. why.. it was only last week!!", My mind reasons with me.

"Go on… one more time wont hurt"… My Heart wins… every single time…

Slowly, the millimeters vanish. Passion takes over. The world is watching.. but we are oblivious. We are one now.. the blend is perfect, I am unwilling to let you go… but I have to catch my breath.. I notice… your "flavour" is on my lips.. its lipsmacking…

Your tangy-salty taste craves me… wanting for more..

Oh! I love you…. Bloody Mary!!

Common Lines after getting get DRUNK!!

2008-05-28T17:02:00.000+05:30

This came to me as a forward and I cant help but share it with you all... Enjoy this Guys... :).. and lets see if any of you can add more to it based on your personal "experiences"--

Common lines after people got drunk

1. Tu to Mera bhai hai ( Gotta confess... i have said this!!)

2.You know i am not drunk...

3. Gaadi mai Chalaunga

5. Tu bura mat manna bhai

6. Mai teri Dil Se Izzat Karta hu

7. Abe bol daal aaj usko, aar yaa paar....

8. Aaj saali Chad nahi rahi hai kya bat hai

9. Tu Kya samajh raha hai mujhe chad gayi hai

10. Ye mat samajh ki piye me bol raha hu

11.Abe yaar kahin kam to nahi padegi itnee...

12. Chhote, Ek Ek Chhota aur ho Jae

13. Baap ko mat Sikha.

14. Yaar magar tune mera dil tod diya...

15. Kuchh bhi hai par saala Bhai hai Apna

16. Tu Bolna Bhai, kya chahiyeJaan chahiye hazir hai ???

17.Abe mere ko aaj tak nahi Chadee...shart laga saala aaj tu..

18. Chal teri baat karata hoon usse, phone number de uska...

19 . Yaar aaj uski bahut yaad aa rahi hai.

Life as a 26 Year Old...

2008-05-25T18:08:00.004+05:30

Being a 26 year guy in today's world is tough, what with the pressures of corporate lifestyles (where it is considered that you were working only if you stay in office till 9 pm everyday, even though you were just browsing through blogs and playing solitaire), the stress of commuting between work and home ( 2 hours one way...), and yeah.. the fact that you remain a singleton after all these 26 years... well, life aint easy!!

BUT.. wanna know whats even tougher? when you have friends who are either committed/engaged/married, and you end up hanging out with them all the time... you go to pubs, malls, movies... and you end up feeling like a big Kabab Mein Haddi!! Of course, your friends know your state but cant help but remark on and off " Rahul, ab tu bhi kuch karr!!" ... Gurrrrrr... and oh! to make you feel good, your committed friends would say " Rahul dude... tu jaanta nahi tu kitna lucky hai, bachelor life is THE life boss... "... oh yeah boss... why dont you try telling me that when you are kandoooling with your chick??? (dont ask me the meaning of that word guys.. )

You go out and hit the disc, and end up paying double than your committed "couple", stag charges you see... Saala chain se party bhi nahi kar sakte... as if being 26 AND single was not taxing already...

Life as a 26 year old is tough.. the emotions you go through are varied... you are supposed to play the tough boy role to the hilt... but you know that deep down inside you are an emotional wreck.. staying away from family for last 10 years of your life doesnt help either...

Aaahh... am i complaining too much? but i know the silver lining... that life as a 28 year old wont be this bad... :)

Smiling away... waiting for MY time...

Here and Now... The India Story

2008-05-10T11:39:00.003+05:30

I have been really tied up lately (quite thankfully), the bank that i work in in going in for a new ad agency selection.. so the best of the best , namely Ogilvy & Mather, McCann Erickson, Dentsu, have presented their views on my bank and how to take it forward and the advertising strategy for it.

And so yours truly has had the pleasure of listening to likes of Prasoon Pandey( The man behind the Hutch-Vodafone Pug Ad and many more..) enlighten me which more marketing and brand related knowledge than i did in two years of MBA.
But why am i writing all this here?? because there was something common in all the 12 agencies that pitched in.. they all related by bank with the growing India story.. and the youth... and yes.. we live in fascinating times.. the time of the young and the 'restless' India.. an India which wants everything here and now.. an India which is buzzing with activities.. everyday is bringing up new opportunities and new achievements.. Tata taking up Corus is old news.. the new news is Bharti gobbling up MTN.. The IPL is the buzzword around the world... This is the time of the youth.. the salaries of young India are reaching never before levels... Makes me Proud.. who wants to go to U S of A?
oh.. and US of A reminds of Dubyaman.. who recently had the balls to blame India's "rising consumption pattern" as a reason for spiralling oil prices and hence the global recession. Yes Mr. Bush, for years we have let you have the best of everything, 'export' quality spices, fruits, condiments .. and have settled for the second or third best in everything.. Its time we turned the tables... and thats literally has had you shitting in your pants..

Its India Time dude... wait n watch!!

Happiness: Reposted

2008-04-22T19:46:00.002+05:30

I Wrote this post one year back... somehow i thought i shoudl share this again... after all... its what we are searching for... Happiness...

An empty mind is devils workshop. . And when the mind is empty strange thoughts come into my mind. . And its during one of my empty mind days . . Travelling in an overcrowded local train. . That i thought of happiness. . Now you may ask. . What about it. . Now. . I am not a philosopher. . But i have a very vague idea of happiness. . And this basically starts from my own happiness . . Happiness is a state of mind. . Hence the age old hindi idiom called dil khush ho gaya. . Doesnt actually work. . Different people have different perceptions of what happiness is. . Its strange. . But i have seen people who have either lost everything they had in life. .and are yet as happy as anyone. . And the reason is simple. . They dont have any expectations. . So no expectations leads to happiness. . And then there is another breed. . People who expect so much from life. . They go on and achieve what they expect. . And that gives fulfilling happiness. . So. . Either you have nothing to loose. . Or you have everything aplenty.. But that does not always happen does it? So what is the happiness mantra.. Many people find happiness in the minutest of things. . I once had a fwd which said went something like this . . 4 friends. . One packet maggi . . One hostel room. . 4.30 am . . Is happiness . . Quite frankly. . I am astonished. . If happiness is so easy. . Why is everyone chasing it? . . Maybe therein lies the answer . . Probably if we dont chase happiness . . It will come to us. . What say? Rote rote. . Hansa seekho. . Haste haste. . Rona! So laugh. . Till you cry. . Adios!

Make That Move!

2008-04-07T20:27:00.002+05:30

Last night I was watching this talk show on "NDTV Good Times" , and the topic was if its ok for women to make a first move.
If you ask me, I think its high time they started doing that! I am just writing down a guy's perspective here. Think about it.. in most cases this is what happens-
A guy, willing to express his intentions (and emotions) towards his lady love, spends sleepless nights and plans endlessly to make "the moment" a perfect one. He waits for the opportune time and place for it, and after accumulating all the ions of guts and courage inside him.. pops the question…
.. Now imagine the state if he gets rejected. not only is it a big blow to the poor fella's ego and self esteem.. his confidence takes a beating too.. and the first question he asks himself is "What's wrong with me!!! ". Ofcourse, I am not talking about the Romeo's who will happily shrug it off and move on to the next "target".

Obviously, in their defense the gals say that if a girl approaches a guy and asks him out .. she is immediately labeled as "fast" and "easy".

My big question is .. why should men have to bear this suffering while the gals just get away with a "no".
We are talking about a gender-equal world, aren’t we? so lets have a role reversal for a change girls.. let guys have all the pampering from you.. after ages of pampering YOU.. they sure deserve it… give them that "care" and the feeling that "they" are special to you all..
Anyone game enough? Will anyone of ladies reading this go ahead and take that step?

neekuben's tag

2008-03-29T17:48:00.001+05:30

A - Available?
Oh yeah.. and looking… :) .. come on guys.. atleast appreciate my honesty!
B - Best Friend
The guy who sticks b your side when you want to be left alone… so basically a pain in the a**.. and I do have some of them :) .. so guys .. continue being a pain.. he he he!
C - Cake or Pie
Cake!Black Forest ! :)
D - Drink of Choice
Bloody Mary/Long Island Iced Tea… wooo… makes me a bad boy!
E – Essential thing(s) used every day
Cellphone n Ipod..
F – Favourite Colour
Blue… absolutely no competition here.. I am blue da da de da da da ….
G – Gummi Bears or Gummi Worms
Ki farak painda hai :)
H – Hometown
Moradabad… www.moradabad.nic.in … check it out if u wanna know more :)
I – Indulgence
In food.. has to be Dark Tempations at Barista.. otherwise its perfumes.. right now my eyes are set on "Dark Code" by Armani.. its heavenly…
J – January or February
February!! Less number of days to work… plus the salary comes in a lot quicker ;)....
K – Kids and Names
Kids.. yeah.. kabhi to honge hi… but yeah I know I will be a fab. father… ekdam a1 quality… and yeah.. I do have a (prospectove)name… Arjun.. I dunno.. I like this name a lot…
L – Life
Zindagi… kaisi hai paheli hai… kabhi ye hasae.. kabhi ye rulaye..
M – Marriage
The next big thing to happen in my life..
N – Number of siblings
One brother and one sister.. I am the youngest of the lot… I have nicknamed by sister as "Hitler".. for obvious reasons :)
O –Oranges or Apples
Apples.. crunchy.. Juicy.. yummmm….
P – Phobia
Aqua Phobia!
Q – Quote
"Har pal yahaan.. ji bhar jeeyo.. jo hai samaa.. kal ho na ho"
R - Reason to Smile
A phone call or an sms.. or maybe India winning the match… I smile at the simplest of reasons..
S – Season
Winter.. ask any north Indian and he will tell ya that.. nothing beats having a hot cup of coffee n pakode.. tucked in a warm quilt ;)
T – Tag people
Gunj
Mini
Divya
U – Unknown fact about me
I have amazing amazing handwriting.. and I love flaunting it :)
V – Vegetable you do not like
Karela… W – Worst Habit
Biting Nails…
X-rays you have had.
Ahem… Groin!
Y – Your favourite food
Pizza, Paav bhaji, Khaman Dhokla,Undhiyu, Chicken Augratin.. with Garlic Bread.. yummy!
Z – Zodiac
Pisces ( Born Romantics!!)

ये है मेरी कहानी

2008-03-28T20:59:00.003+05:30

आज मेरा हिन्दी लिखने का मूड है। कष्ट के लिए क्षमाप्रार्थी हूँ
अगर आप आज पूछेंगे की राहुल की ज़िंदगी में क्या चल रहा है तो ये तीन नज़मे एक सब कुछ बयां कर देंगे
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आंसू भी हैं प्यार में,
ग़म भी है प्यार में,
तकरार भी है प्यार में,
सौ मुसीबतें भी है प्यार में,
मगर साला क्या करें...
हम भी हैं प्यार में!!
Just too much in love.. with life.. with love itself..
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यार ने दिल का हाल बताना छोड़ दिया ,
हमने भी गहराई में जाना छोड़ दिया,
जब उसऐ ही दूरी का एहसास नही,
हमने भी एहसास दिलाना छोड़ दिया...
Missing you...
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ये दोस्ती कितनी अजीब है,
फ़िर भी दिल के करीब है,
पल में hasaati , पल में रुलाती है,
ज़िंदगी भर याद ये आती है,
हर वक्त हर लम्हा ये हमारे साथ होती है,
हर दुःख हर ग़म की ये दवा होती है,
हर साथ छूट जाए पर ये साथ देती है,
हर गहरे रिश्ते की शुरुआत होती है,
जो भी हो दोस्त,
दोस्ती प्यार की बुनियाद होती है...
( One of my very dear friend nidhi composed this... and trust me guys i believe in it.. and i have lived this... )
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Tag hi Tag

2008-03-16T17:21:00.002+05:30

Looks like the tag season is well n truly on!

I have two tages pending now… and even though I like doing them… other things (on my mind) have kept me occupied… but that’s a topic for a different post altogether.

Now, Divya's tag asks me to spell out six totally random things about me.. well, lets see how this one goes:

Random Fact #1: I have close to 3500 sms's in my cell… none of which are spams or forwards.. but personalized sms's sent by friends , family et al.. I dread the day (if and when) my cell konks off…

Random Fact #2: I need a newspaper and a cup of tea within five minutes of me getting up.. specially the newspaper.. It's something I have ingerited from my Dad.. I simply cannot start my day without the newspaper … even before brushing my teeth.. :)

Random Fact #3: I am the biggest spendthrift and shopaholic possible.. if anyone wants to write a book on "How to blow your money before you know it.." , I am your man!!

Random Fact #4: I have aquaphobia – basically fear of large amounts of water.. and so yours truly has drowned in the Arabian Sea, the Godavari, the Ganga, and the local swimming pool… yet somehow came out alive n kicking.

Random Fact #5: I am horribly pathetic at Maths… right from nursery till XII, and even at BCA n MBA.. Maths has been my nemesis.. only if I could tell u all how many thrashings I have had from my mom due to this… :)

Random Fact #6: I am fiercely romantic in nature.. and have no qualms in admitting it… I am the quintessential lover boy… :)… and I am waiting… for that special someone.. and yeah.. it will be breaking news on my blog the day it happens… keep watching this space for more… :)

Oh well that does it!! that’s short n crisp.. the way I like it…

n now I tag everyone willing to take this… shuru ho jaao!!!

Boys will be Boys!!!

2008-03-11T19:45:00.004+05:30

You might be world champions...
You might have travelled the world..
Seen it all.. done it all..
You might be worshipped in your country as idols..

but..

Boys will still be boys :)

Ps- Check out the way Yuvraj is looking.. he is the smartest a**!! :)

Keep the Faith

2008-03-01T15:50:00.000+05:30

When everything around you is dark.. nothing goes right and all's gloomy.. The first thing you do is look up the skies and say ,"Why God, why me?"

" I have been your perfect child, I have believed in you, have stood my faith in you, and this is what I get??"

..and at these times you question weather God is there at all? Or is it just a figment of imagination of earthlings to just alleviate their worst possible fears…

If, for a split second, you've ever doubted the existence of that supreme force, here is some fodder to ponder upon-

This story was shown on CNN-IBN two days back, and if nothing else, re-affirms the faith.

A Pregnant Lady, traveling in a passenger train bound to Ahmedabad went to the rest room to relieve herself, and quite astonishingly, delivered her baby (Two Months Pre-Mature). The baby slipped out of the combod (Those who have traveled by Indian railways know what I am talking about) and fell on the tracks.

By the time the shocked mother raised a hue n cry, the train had already crossed many a mile.

What are the odds of that baby surviving? From the cocoon and warmth of mother's womb to to the harsh realities of the railway tracks.

But she survived, and is now recuperating in a hospital in Ahmedabad.

There is someone up there, who is looking at us. Keep the faith in him. I know many of us in bloggersville (including me) have issues in life… heartbreaks, problems.. et al, and we have blamed it on him… Sab uski hi galti hai!

But he has something planned, and slowly but surely, it will unfold. Keep the faith Guys!

and yes, Miracles do Happen!

Wait for one in your life….

Ps- They are gonna name the baby "Karishma" ( Miracle).

Arranged Vs. Love

2008-02-20T16:23:00.002+05:30

Love marriages are like fairy tales, they just seem so much right-a-thing-to-do. Two individuals meet, fall in love, spend some time together (can stretch from days to years) and on basis of their own judgement, tie the knot.

Makes perfect sense.
Or so I thought.

A friend of mine who is in a love marriage recently told me that there is no better a marriage than an arranged marriage. coming from her, this was surprising. On further prodding from me, she told me the reason behind this.
She said that while she was happy to have found the guy she loves and its great to have settled down with him. There is an increased responsibility on both of them to make the marriage a success, bcoz unlike an arranged marriage, here they have no one to blame if it goes sour.

The rationale is that while parents reluctantly do give their acceptance towards a love marriage these days, it comes with a clear clause. "Do not come back to us if it doesn’t work".

An arranged marriage, on the other hand, is like baptism by fire. Two strangers meet via a third party (relatives, matrimonials etc.) get very limited opportunities to talk and figure each other out, and then pronounce their verdict.

One of my friends recently had an arranged marriage, he and his lady went out to CCD for two hours n talked, came back home to their families, and said yes!. Freaks me out, hell, I cant even become friends with someone in two hours. Let alone going the matrimony way. I have, since that time, kept on wondering, what would you possibly know about a person in two hours to entrust yourself for your life??

But then arranged marriages are like stock markets. you enter at a high risk, figure out your way, invest (through your emotions, hell… you invest your life!!!) and wait for the boom. If it blooms, its beautiful, and if the bubble bursts.. well… you have your folks to shout back and say "this was your choice!!"

Another point here is that arranged marriage is an unexplored territory. You enter into it without knowing whats in store for you.. and once you are in it, you explore… you figure out the likes, dislikes, the comforts of your spouse.
My friends who have gotten into love marriages say that while marriage is the natural step to take once in love, there is something missing all the time, which only arranged marriage can provide.
What he essentially meant was that in he knew everything that was there to be known about his girl before they went the matrimony way, so marriage was only a way to solemnize their relationship… he still says that marriage has not changed anything in their relationship.. there is very little excitement vis-à-vis arranged marriage.

I know.. being in love is beautiful… but u will (god willing) fall in love in an arranged marriage too.. sooner or later.. what say?

I am wondering why I am saying all this… I still have time :).. just sharing some thoughts with u all..
So given a choice… what will you go for?

My Icon

2008-02-16T15:17:00.002+05:30

The following is not a tribute to the genius of the Little Champ; it is just a recollection from the last two decades of dominance by this diminutive master-blaster. I am not qualified enough to pay the tributes; I leave the Gavaskers, Shastris and Chappells of the world to do that.

Sachin Tendulkar is an enigma. An Icon. A Legend of today's times. A One-man army who has fought many battles for the country and survived (and won) most of them. They say that in India cricket is a religion, by the same logic, this man is nothing short of GOD. We sure are lucky to be living in todays times when we can see this magician wield his bat.

He is the ONLY player currently who has been playing across three decades.. yes! He made his debut in 1989 against the likes of Wasim and Waqar in Pakistan (Trivia: Sanath Jayasuriya made his debut on Dec 26, 1989, so he sneaks in as well) and has been the backbone of the team ever since.

The life and times of Sachin has been documented by many authors and will continue to be done… that’s not my purpose of writing this post.

The few people who have had the honour of meeting him or even getting his autograph feel enlightened. Now imagine the honour of playing against him, bowling to him and feeding him vada-paos!!!!

Yah! My Boss is an ex-first class cricketer. He was a senior of Sachin-Vinod in local League and Club Cricket and has played with them until they made it big in the international circuit. So here are some interesting pieces of Trivia which he has shared, and I, in turn, am sharing with you all:

# All those who have seen Sachin n Vinod bat in their youth agree, and this includes my boss as well, that Vinod Kambli was infinitely more talented than Sachin. Just that Vinod was a bit of maverick and never took the game seriously(Always after the girls!) while Sachin was in love with the game and his dedication had always been unparallel .

# Sachin & Vinod have an unimaginable Vada-Pao appetite. So much so that every day after the practice session he(my boss) would buy 15 Vada-pao's, seven each for Sachin and Vinod, one for himself. (Its also another story that Vinod Kambli sent 32 vada-pao to sachin when the latter broke Sunil Gavsakar's record of 32 test centuries)

#Every Day Sachin's coach (The great Ramakant Archrekar) would place a coin on his middle stump… and would throw a challenge to all the boys out there.. get him out and take the coin… or else the coin belongs to Sachin. By his own admissions (Also shown in a Adidas commercial), getting that coin everyday meant more to him than all these billions that he earns today.

# Sachin had NEVER gotten hit wicket in his entire career (that’s around 22 years) until the match against Australia some time back.

# His batting practice would stretch till 7 pm everyday.. while Vinod would pack up at 5… and have seeng dana (peanuts). By the time Sachin used to finish, it used to be pitch dark.. and the coin, was in his hand always.

# Sachin NEVER wears a cap while batting, it has to be a helmet, which, according to him, helps him to concentrate better.

I could go on and on about more such anecdotes, but this piece, written by my boss himself (and reproduced here with due permission), would effectively tell you the honour and pride of watching Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar play cricket.

Encounter with the Master Blaster
The word "encounter" itself would put shivers down one's spine. But let me assure you, I am referring to an encounter of a different kind where the guns did blaze and the marksman was right on target. But the only difference was that here there were no casualties.
Well, I am referring to my encounter with India's cricketing Master Blaster Sachin Tendulkar, which took place way back in 1988. At that time Sachin was just 15 years old.
Sachin had already made lot of runs in school cricket and was a much-talked-about rising star on the cricketing horizon. Sachin's achievements included the then world record partnership of over 600 runs with Vinod Kambli when both these heroes scored a triple century each.
I was keenly looking forward to this Dr Kanga League Cricket Match versus Sasanian Cricket Club, which Sachin was representing. I lost the toss (as usual) and we were put into bat on a wicket drenched with the previous day's heavy downpour. My partner Madhav Bapat (a Rotarian from RC Parleshwar), who is well known in Rotary Cricket Circle, and I began very confidently and after about ten overs, in which we collected some 35 runs, the Sasanian captain signalled to Sachin to get ready to take over the bowling.
Sachin marked his run up. The same 4-5 steps’ run that he takes even today. I was already well set and I thought I had a good chance to tear this little fellow apart and get some quick runs for our team. Sachin moved in with his, now familiar, gentle run and released the first ball. Zooooom! It went past my nose before I could even move my bat. By this time the pitch was drying and it was expected that we would have to face many nasty deliveries. I was prepared for the awkward bounce but what surprised me most was the speed at which the ball went past me. At the non-striker end Madhav Bapat had a sheepish smile on his face. He pointed at his shoulder indicating to me " Don't go by this fellow's skinny look. He has very strong shoulders." A lesson was quickly learnt and thereafter I remained very watchful while facing him. After such a confident start (myself on 65 runs) our team simply folded.
Chasing a target of 165 runs, Sasanian Team also started well. They reached about 40 runs when two wickets fell in the same over and in walked the child prodigy. I promptly circled him with three close-in fielders with myself at silly point to pick up any bat-pad catch. I also resorted to non-stop sledging. Here I must add that I am playing competitive cricket for the past 38 years and on not a single occasion have I indulged myself in any unsporting behaviour. But I guess this was a special occasion. Here was a boy wonder who had plundered the school level bowling and I wanted to check, first hand, whether he was made of real steel and how would he fair among the experienced opponent. Sachin passed this exam with flying colours. During his innings, when my sledging became too much, he gave me a dirty look and the next ball was whacked past me to the extra cover boundary.
What I liked most about his batting that day was his ability to middle every ball and place it between two fielders. Most of his 34 runs came in ones and twos and he also kept every shot along the ground thus, giving absolutely no chance to our bowlers. In short, like a good pupil, he ensured that all the cricketing basics were executed to perfection. When they needed just six runs to win, Sachin decided to win the match in a grand style by trying to hit a six. Unfortunately this ball turned much more than expected and bounced a bit as well. And thus, the ball, instead of sailing over mid-wicket, took the top edge of Sachin's bat and flew straight into the hands of mid off. So ended a neat, clean and unspoilt innings by a champion craftsman who was to become a world-beater in a few years’ time.
This was the beginning of Sachin in a tough cricketing world. And I ensured that he gets his baptism by fire, by resorting to non-stop sledging. Much later I came to know that this innings was to be the foundation on which a huge sky-scraper was built in later years, when I read the book titled "Making of a Test Cricketer" written by Sachin's elder brother Ajit, in which a special mention has been made of this particular innings.
- Pradeep Godbole

The Pic at the top is from what i believe, his best ever innings,vs. Australia at Sharjah, feel free to disagree :)

Priceless Moments

2008-02-09T17:35:00.000+05:30

BS- (Before script.. he he he ) - The following post is my attempt to
lighten up everyone over here. Looks like things are getting outta hand for
my blogger buddies.. Specially Ashu, Annie n Mini. so ma'am. this one is for
you. and infact for all of us. lets not stop smiling.. shall we!!

Scene 1-

Time: 3.00 AM.

Who let the Dogs out. Who Who Who Who!!!
"Hello???"
"(Whispers) Hey!! Whats up??"
"HUH??? Playing Kabaddi. *&%$%.. sone de yaar!!"
"Accha listen. wanna have maggi?"
"What!! At this time?"
"Yeah! I am hungry. but don't want to eat alone. "
"So I have to eat just bcoz u r hungry?"
"Yeah.. "
"What the.!!! anyway, where are you?"
"Standing outside your flat idiot!! Open the goddamn door, my hands are on
fire!!!"

Scene 2:
Time: 1.00 AM
Date: One day before the IV sem exams, "Retail Management"
"Oye, Rahul. you thru with everything"
"Yeah I guess.. Just one chapter to go"
"F**K!!! I am screwed!! How many chapters are there??"
"24"
"Crap!!!! ok tell me 5 most imp. chapters"
"3.6.15.17.19"
"Ok. give me the notes of these.. I will get them Xeroxed.I know you have
them ready"
" What the!!. ok. come n take it.. I am going off to sleep anyway"

Results:

Rahul- Retail Management: 65
HER- Retail Management: 85

F**K!!!

Take it to the mattress!

2008-02-03T15:55:00.003+05:30

Nothing can quite beat the time i am having right now. . Sunday afternoon. . Lazing around. . Watching you've got mail on hbo . . Meg ryan is beautiful. . And a brilliant actress at that. . There is this quote in the movie. . Tom hanks.. Who i believe is the best actor born out of hollywood. . Advises meg ryan. . When life is in the dumps. . And all is lost. . Take it to the mattress. . Fight. . Fight to the death. . And this i am writing because i see so many of the blogs i frequent. . Everyone has their share of problems . . Including me. . And what do we all do about it.. We blog. . We take it out of the system. . But are we fighting it out. . Is there a permanent solution somewhere?
Anyway, here is hoping for some sunshine. . Cheers everyone. .

Ps- posting from my cell.. Please excuse the bad formatting ..

2008-01-30T16:47:00.000+05:30

Starting to hate myself for loving you.

Attitude

2008-01-29T12:07:00.000+05:30

Happened to catch the MTV Roadies auditions over the weekend… and while it does make an interesting watch… I could not help but notice one thing that is common in all the three episodes they have shown so far…

It’s the attitude…

Now either I have grown out of "I-am-cool-so-look-at-me" generation, or I am simply untuned to todays times… but what I saw in the contestants so far was a chit pasted across their foreheads… that look at me I am screaming for attention…

They showed some real characters, who are just like one of us, one gentleman who had a gym belt flung across his shoulders to one lady who was all in black (down to black nail-polish… if I may add). a-la Bani of Roadies 4.

Are we becoming a generation of wannabes? Is being cool only defined as going out of your way and doing something so radically different that the whole world sits up and takes notice? No matter how weird it is?

Abstract.... and nothing else.

2008-01-20T22:29:00.000+05:30

A Lot of dirty water seems to have flown under bandra Creek since the last time I blogged .. (oh the side effects of living in Mumbai!!!)… and the blogosphere is buzzing like never before…

I had the immense fortune and misfortune of visiting my native town… misfortune … coz my parents were outta town and I was welcomed by a locked and dusty home… but then home is still home… :) …

In what will be a precedence for all of my friends.. a dear friend got married in what was a typical Punjabi marriage.. lots of fun( I was the unfortunate soul entrusted with the responsibility of buying condoms for him.. a “gift” from all of us .. he he he).. lots of friends… lots of cocktail and finally on a chilly January early morning my dear friend abhishek got married and doomed… bhai… teri life khatam… di end :)..here is hoping him all the very best…

They say no one knows how to party like the punjabi’s … and I couldn’t agree more.. the zeal.. the enthu… and the will to party is unmatched… this is a gujju saying this… Punjabis do rock!!!

Its amazing to see your friends getting married off… I mean… one moment you see them doing all sorts of stuff with you… playing cricket… going to school… exchanging xeroxs just b4 exams… and the other moment they are exchanging pleasantries with ppl they remotely know in their reception.

Anyways… here are my five quick “must haves” in a North-Indian Wedding:

1. Thou shalt have a cocktail party b4 the reception.. (to appease the tipsy sponges of the town)…
2. Thou shalt have a DJ playing at your reception.. ( playing ONLY Punjabi numbers and Vengaboys.. braaaaazzzeeeeelllll )
3. Thou shalt have your wedding in a huge farmhouse/banquet with 5000 ppl attending :)
4. Thy wedding MUST go on till atleast 4 am in the nite.
5. Thy Baraat MUST play these songs “Ye desh hai veer jawanon ka” and “Aaj mere yaar ki shaadi hai “… these songs rock in a baraat!!!!

Anyways… I am back in Mumbai. That’s the end of that.

Now… lets talk about my favourite topic… L……O……..V……..E

Yeah.. its strange coming from a guy… but guys also do have feelings… and I daresay.. more than the gals out there…

I have been in love twice… once it was beautiful…. Before I broke it off… coz she was lying to me all along… and that’s something I cannot tolerate.. no matter what… and the second time I fell in love was unfinished… bcoz I fell in love with my best friend… and she didn’t.. well.. wish she did…

And then I look around me .. and then I see love everywhr… two of my best friends fell in love and got married… and just seeing them together and happy together fills me with glee…. But then there is this other friend of mine who has fallen in love four times in 4 years and has got her love all the time!!! So the deduction is that some ppl are plain lucky in love… while some are not…

Loving love… living love… wanting to be in love… all over again!

Cheers!

TAG!!!!!!!!!!!!

2008-01-06T17:11:00.000+05:30

I have finally been tagged!!! :)
Yeah!! That’s what my reaction was when Gunj asked me to try out this tag..pehla pehla tag hai re bhaiye!!
And what makes this first tag so so different from the numerous ones floating around is bcoz its musical.. yuppp… and I am heppy!

Rules:
1. Put your MP3 player/Media player on shuffle
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. You must write the name of the song no matter what.
Ok.. Here we go.. my good ol’ Ipod in my ears.. shuffle on… shoot!

IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY?" YOU SAY?
Baatein Kuch ankahee si… Metro
Well… if someone special says if this okay.. I say.. shayad yahi hai pyaar.. ha ha ha… I agree… ;)

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Ye Ishq hai – Jab We Met
Totally agree here… baithe bithaye.. jannat dikhti hai… I am that kinda person… living in my own dreamland…

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Rishtey to Nahi… Metro
Well… it’s a long And well diefined list there.. but to cut a long story short… The stuff I like in a guy/girl is honesty, intelligence and most importantly.. Common sense…
And for that one special gal… god only knows who is that… there is only one criteria… LOVE… Nothing Else Matters!! Yeah.. I am hopelessly romantic by nature.. piscean after all..

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Mast Kalandar!!! – Heyy Baby
WAAH!!! Bang on… that’s exactly what I feel rite out… chilling out on a otherwise hot Sunday afternoon… I am mast!! And life is good!

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?
In The End… Linkin’ Park
Well!!! This is insane man… that’s as close as I am rite now… have been thru a lot.. but I have come out… not necessarily stronger.. but always with one more lesson learnt..and really.. in the end .. it doesn’t even matter… and life’s purpose… well,.. musafir hu yaaron… mujhe chalte jaana hai!

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Californication… Red HOT Chilli Peppers
Amazing song.. dunno how it applies here.. but I gotta play it fair right??? But yeah.. wanna go to California once though.. and just chill!!! Dunno if that counts as a motto ;)

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
What can I do to make you love me… The Corrs
Yeah.. my friends know me like this only… a guy who is senti… emotional… and… ( read the lyrics for more)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?
DEEWANGI-- OSO
Yeah!!! Coincidences gunj!!!! They do happen!!! Mummyyyyyyyyy .. I am a mumma’s boy… all of 25 yrs!!!

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Tera banega wo jo… Namastey London
Yeah.. despite everything.. the faith still stands… rock solid..

WHAT IS 2+2?
Kuch Kariye!!!—Chak de India
Yeah… kuch karenge to 2+2 can be 22 also so.. Chak De India!! And lets start by kicking some aussie ass!!!

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
You know Me… Nelly Furtado
yea anu.. u knew me more than anyone… and maybe that was the problem… but u will remain my best buddy.. and more…

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
In Dino… Metro…
Yeah guys… too many metro songs I know… but hell.. this is shuffle.. I didn’t do anything!!!
But I hope someday you too fall in love..
thats one thing I never stop wishing :)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Dil.. khudgarz hai… Metro…
Need I say more???

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
You’re my love--- Partner
Bas KyaAA!!!

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Ho Agar kabhi koi Gham—Ta Ra Rum Pum
Raat hai to Savera bhi hoga… Kuch Samjhe??? That’s my mom.. always Positive… I wonder why that has nt rubbed off on me. As for dad… ummmmm… pata nahi… dads r rarely expressive

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Mauja Mauja!!! – Jab We Met
Arre Rock on!!! One thing is for sure… I am gonna go wild on my wedding.. of course yaar… pehli aur iklauti shaadi hai!!!

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
I am Alive – Celine Dion
Awesome!!! Thanks Mr. Jobs.. for this wonderful thing called shuffle…. Yeah… when I am gone.. I will still make sure… I AM ALIVE!!!

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Aankhon Mein Teri—OSO
Now how this connects to this question I have no clue… ;)

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Teri aakhein Bhool Bhulaiya…
Now figure this one out if u can!!!

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Ji Lene De Is Par Ko- Heyy Baby
Waah!!! That’s one of the millions of lessons learnt from my friends.. to live life for the moment!!

WHAT SHOULD YOU POST THIS AS?
aanan faanan- Namastey London
Now this was not done in any hurry… took me one whole hour!!!
And that does it.. lots of fun.. and even more fun is tagging this to Annie, Ashu, Mini, Mishti and Shy and anyone who wants to try!
Rock On guys!

Insanity Personified

2008-01-01T14:05:00.000+05:30

Dec 31, 2007 Time: 6.30 PM Status: No Plan
Dec 31, 2007 Time: 9.30 PM Status: Still No Plan!!!
Dec 31, 2007 Time: 10.00 PM Status: Hell.. Lets hit the disc… Credit Card Zindabad!!!
Jan 01, 2007 Time: 5.00 AM Status: Down n Out.. Limbs Aching… Slightly Drunk…
Jan 01, 2007 Time: 6.30 AM Status: Pull Myself out of the Bed… Take a Shower in the Cold…
Jan 01, 2007 Time: 7.30 AM Status: Inside the Damn Local Train on my way to office!!!

4 Friends… 4500 bucks worth liquor inside us… Checking out the hottie sitting opposite me.. and the lallu who is with her.. Damn!!! Being single on Dec 31 sucks!!!

The DJ playing… "In the End" .. Linkin' Park.. Thing song works wonders when u r high n dry…

SMASH!!!!!!!!! One mug full of beer smashes against the dance floor.. Beer all around… happens… when the supposed sponges take in more than they can handle…

Its 12… Happy New Year!!! Hugs n phone calls all around… New Hopes… New Wishes… New Resolutions…

Welcome 2k8… :)

And Wishing everyone a very happy new year… ;)

Rock on!!

PDA

2007-12-30T15:31:00.000+05:30

No.. dont worry .. this post is not going to be about this small zingy tablet/gadget which seemingly busy people carry with them in order to make them even more busy and important .. ;)

PDA .. in local parlance is Public Display Of Affection.. and with the holiday season on in full force, makes it all the more in-your-face...

Now, dont get me wrong here.. i believe all the hot dudes and dudettes out there that the undying and so deep that several titanics can drown in it.. but come on.. gimme a break.. being in love in fine... expressing love is even more fine.. but snuggling up and cosying up in public places!!! no guys .. that sucks!! hello! what are lodges/hotels/rooms made for..

Take a look around.. its everywhere... malls/cybercafes/trains!!! and obviously.. the multiplexes.. hell they even have couple seats these days.. how considerate is that now..

In aamchi mumbai.. we have the favourite lovers hangout spots.. the Bandstand and the Bandra Reclamation.. go have a look.. alone.. mind you.. u will find scores of couples all cosying up behind umbrellas, long jackets.. duppattas.. anything i tell ya..

I believe an expression of love can also be just holding hands.. or just being there.. in company of that special someone..

What say people.. agree or not?

Everyone of us is special

2007-12-22T02:58:00.000+05:30

Just came back .. after seeing taare zameen par... its beautiful...hats off aamir... for believing in the fact that each child is special... and why only a child.. i believe each and every one of us is special.. just that we are so engrossed in the rigours of this cruel world.. we are running ... god knows where..

i believe i am special. and so are u.. trust me. u are special.. because.. there are people in this world who care for u.. who love u... for what u are... and u r special to them... wheather u r bad or good... family n friends stand by.. no matter what... they dont care for wht is right or wrong.. its an unflinching support..

never underestimate it... god bless... we all are Taare zammen par...

lets be proud of ourselves...

2007-12-20T13:07:00.000+05:30

मैं और मेरा रूममेट अक्सर ये बातें करते हैं,
घर साफ होता तो कैसा होता.
मैं किचन साफ करता तुम बाथरूम धोते,
तुम हॉल साफ करते मैं बालकनी देखता.
लोग इस बात पर हैरान होते,
उस बात पर कितने हँसते.
मैं और मेरा रूममेट अक्सर ये बातें करते हैं.

यह हरा-भरा सिंक है या बर्तनों की जंग छिड़ी हुई है,
ये कलरफुल किचन है या मसालों से होली खेली हुई है.
है फ़र्श की नई डिज़ाइन या दूध, बियर से धुली हुई हैं.

ये सेलफोन है या ढक्कन,
स्लीपिंग बैग है या किसी का आँचल.
ये एयर-फ्रेशनर का नया फ्लेवर है या ट्रैश-बैग से आती बदबू.
ये पत्तियों की है सरसराहट या हीटर फिर से खराब हुआ है.
ये सोचता है रूममेट कब से गुमसुम,
के जबकि उसको भी ये खबर है
कि मच्छर नहीं है, कहीं नहीं है.
मगर उसका दिल है कि कह रहा है
मच्छर यहीं है, यहीं कहीं है.

तोंद की ये हालत मेरी भी है उसकी भी,
दिल में एक तस्वीर इधर भी है, उधर भी .
करने को बहुत कुछ है, मगर कब करें हम,
इसके लिए टाइम इधर भी नहीं है, उधर भी नहीं.

दिल कहता है कोई वैक्यूम क्लीनर ला दे,
ये कारपेट जो जीने को जूझ रहा है, फिकवा दे.
हम साफ रह सकते हैं, लोगों को बता दें ………….लोगों को बता दें

this is not my composition... but i share the sentiments here.. :(

Its that time of the year...

2007-12-16T18:37:00.000+05:30

Its that time of the year again… the time of misty mornings and dewy nights.. the time of late mornings and early nights..

Its also the time of Christmas carols.. of singing “Joy to the world”.. and “Silent Night”

Christmas has always been special to me.. we have this huge church bang opposite our home.. and I remember this very distinctly…when I was a kid.. every year on christmas eve me and my sis would head to the church.. she would literally drag me to go with her every year.. come to think of it I now feel it had more to do with her checking out the hot dudes there.. ;).. the first sight of the church will stay with me for life.. The arches.. the huge piano.. the wooden benches..the beautiful Christmas tree.. decorated with ribbons, and the imposing structure of Jesus Christ… The childish curiosity waned away once I gew up.. and Christmas became a excuse to get up late and not go to office… its strange… when u step into the corporate life there is only one thing which excites you more than anything… its Sunday… ask anyone who is slogging his ass six days a week,.. and he will tell you how much u long for a Sunday .. and u keep looking at that desktop calendar from Thursday… counting down to the weekend.. life really revolves around it…

Anyway.. this time of the year is also of foggy mornings.. of getting up late during the winter vacations ( yeah.. in north we had 20 days of winter vacations.. it’s a luxury I no longer enjoy :) … of sipping hot coffee and hot pakoras… of sleeping in a quilt.. and making sure that all corners are tucked and not even one percent of your body is exposed to the chill… ask anyone staying in north.. the hardest task of the day is to get out of that quilt… aaaah!!

Winters was also about blazers…used to love turning up in them in them… we had this maroon blazer in school.. with the school and house logo emblazed on it.. (Cornwallis.. “Never Say Die”.. that was house name and motto) every year I would pester and cajole my dad into buying me a new blazer every year.. also.. the fact that my bro used to study in a different school helped!!..and I had this strange strange habit of keeping some thing or the other in my blazer pocket.. to have the joy of discovering it the next year :)

Winters was also about cricket.. ask any purist and they will tell ya.. that cricket was originally meant to be a winter game… in my boarding school the cricket season was from nov-march… and ask anyone who has played the game.. it’s the time when u really don’t wanna be in the way of the red cherry.. in winters it stings… and you really do wanna avoid the blues (pun intended).. so I had the perfect strategy to avoid it.. I let others bat …
And now I am in the city of dreams.. and here I am .. sitting in shorts and a tshirt… typing away.. my mom just called… she told me that today the fog cleared at 1 pm and the sunset kicked in at 5!!!!

What times… what nostalgia …

Oh..

And before I forget.. Merry Christmas!! Ho Ho Ho ;)

Abstract

2007-12-12T20:06:00.002+05:30

Friendship… love… relationships…the equations… emotions… family… work…. Everything in between….

What am I looking for… where am I going… where is life taking me? What are my desires.. limitations… am I self aware…

Why am I one in a crowd…. Kya paya.. kya kho gaya… who are the people who matter in my life… life is a roller coaster… then why am I not getting the upper crest of it…

Is money important ?? wht am I looking for? Personal satisfaction?? Money?? Or creative freedom….

In this world of material instincts… why am I looking for love… do I have love… yes… but is the love I am looking for always there for me?

The clock ticks away.. the mundane routine of life remains…. What am I looking for….

Uff… why is life so complex… I think I need a getaway… maybe I am thinking too much… maybe things are not that bad… why am I always a pessimist??? Is it fair to expect everything you want outta life?? Then why is it that some people get everything they want in their lives served on a silver platter while some have to slog for every bit of happiness…

sorry guys.. too much happening inside my brain rite now

Dripping Money...

2007-12-10T09:53:00.000+05:30

Just came across this article in TOI Today... its about the world's costiest cocktail... with an astonishing cost of Rs. 13.something lakhs for a glass!!!

These days people have astonishing amount of money... n more than that.. an appetite to spend it!! The attitude earlier was "I will save for a better tommorow".. but its slowly changing to "I will spend for a better today"..

But imagine... the uber rich who splurge so much on a glass of cocktail.. if the same money went to an FD of a poor family.. supporting it.. feeding it... wouldnt it have been worth it...????

anyways.. would like to know from fellow bloggers though.. whats the max. amount they have splurged on themselves... i will start with myself.. its a measly 10K for my cellphone... thats it!

go on guys... out with it!

Its Time....

2007-11-22T12:38:00.000+05:30

Its Time... to make things happen,
Its Time... to think twice before baring my heart,
Its Time... to take myself seriously,
Its Time... to stop thinking about others,
Its Time... to believe that i am on my own,
Its Time... to take life "practically",
Its Time... to give space ( whatever that means),
Its Time... not to be taken for granted,
Its Time... to bring happiness back in my life,
Its Time... to be happy, and stay that way,
Its Time... to be strong,
Its Time... to move on.

Standing Tall... the need of the hour...

2007-11-21T10:35:00.000+05:30

Not everything in my life is going on as it should be... infact.. to put it the otherway around.. there is hardly anything which is positive right now...

First up... My confirmation in my job has gotten delayed by 3 months ... ( which is a blessing in disguise... as i am looking for a change).. but it does leave a bad bad taste as to what wrong i am doing at my job... maybe an introspection is round the corner.

Secondly, things are not going too well with A .. yeah.. what started out to be a wonderful friendship and very very special one at that is slowly withering away.. is grasping out of my reach.. its so strange to see that now when we talk we hardly have anything to discuss.. or even carry out general conversations.. She is supposed to be my best friend.. but now it all seems like a distant memory.. when i think of the reason behind it.. its all too obvious..

yes.. i fell for my best friend.. besotted is the right word... and i dont regret it .. not one bit.. bcoz probably no-one in this world can tell me that it is wrong to fall in love.. yeah.. i stayed put in fantasyland when the writing was on the wall for me to see..

but i dont blame you for anything A, i understand ( i dont have a choice .. frankly!).. i want my buddy back.. and that can only happen when both want it that way...

and probably that is why i need to stand up to this... face it head on.. and move on... another chapter closes... I GIVE UP..

Answers anyone?

2007-11-10T19:47:00.001+05:30

I have some questions to ask. . To ponder on. . Hoping that i will get answers from anyone who wishes to answer. . Needless to say that using my own brain for these things is a futile effort . . So . . Here goes . .
Has it ever happened to you that you get used to someone so badly that even a little bit of slip up from their part makes you wonder whats going on. . That you feel like being near that person 24/7. . And since that cannot happen all the time you feel all the more helpless. . Crap! Arbit rambling this. . My friends say that sometimes giving a bit of space is good. But what i wanna know is that how much space is too much. .
There are some people who stay faithful to their friends all the time.. And yet.. End up as nothing else than just great friend. When is the appropriate time to cross that line? Yes. . I am thinking again. . I am thinking too much . .

Diet Misconceptions :)

2007-11-02T13:38:00.000+05:30

Q: Should I cut down on meat and eat more fruits and vegetables?
A: You must grasp logistical efficiencies. What does a lamb eat? Leaves and corn. And what are these? Vegetables.So a kabab is nothing more than an efficient mechanism of delivering vegetables to your system.
Need grain? Eat chicken.

Q: Should I reduce my alcohol intake?
A: No, not at all. Wine is made from fruit. Brandy is distilled wine, that means they take the water out of the fruity bit so you get even more of the goodness that way. Beer is also made out of grain. Its only the misconception, that narrow minded people have. So, Bottoms up!

Q: Aren't fried foods bad for you?
A: YOU'RE NOT LISTENING!!! Foods are fried these days in vegetable oil.How could getting more vegetables be bad for you?

Q: Is chocolate bad for me?
A: Are you crazy? HELLO..... Cocoa beans ... another vegetable ! It's the best feel-good food around!

Q: Is swimming good for your figure?
A: If swimming is good for your figure, explain whales to me.

What were u trying Mr. kashyap??

2007-10-28T15:05:00.000+05:30

Yes... you guys have guessed it rite... I am one of the few unfortunate souls who have been subject to a gnuine torture called No smoking... and guys.. trust me.. i am yet to recover..

Now my friends say thats i am the biggest movie buff around and i find 99.99% of movies fantabulous.. and that, unfortunately is true...

But this one movie falls in the 0.01% category.. now dont get me wrong here.. i am not your typical movie buff here.. i actually eat, breathe and sleep ( well not sleep.. ahem... how can someone slep with movies??) movies of all genre.. i actually like movies like shabd (Mr. Dutt and Mrs. Bacchan Jr.) , like Babel... which were abstract to say the least and yet captivated me..

and quite honestly.. i went to see this movie ( with 4 other friends... and u can imagine my plight considering i recommended this movie) keeping in mind the abstract theme ... but there is a difference between showing your imaginative genius to the world and taking the audience to a ride... thats exactly what Mr. Kashyap has done.. cant believe this is the man who gave us Black Friday..

Can i have my 170 bucks back!!!

and btw.. i am going to Jab We Met tonite ... anyone interested???

and oh.. pass the popcorn please...

You

2007-10-21T02:06:00.001+05:30

You came into my life an year back,
you made it spin 360 degree.

You made me see a whole new perspective,
something which i dared not to see.

You showed me what friendship really was:) ,
its beyond movies. . Pubs. . And shopping.

You have slowly changed me as a person, thought me the significance of discipline..

You are the reason i am surviving in this big bad city,
you are the reason i wont ever let it go.

You are my best friend. You are the reason i am smiling. I know you will kill me when you read this.

But i just wanna say. . Thank you.

In the middle of the night

2007-10-21T01:35:00.000+05:30

Saturday night. . Or rather sunday morning. . Its nearly one thirty . . A freak call from vodafone. . And i am wide awake.
Just have some things vent inside me. . Why is it that the things in life you treasure most are the ones which are seemingly impossible to get. . And yet there are some souls in this world who have in served on a platter. . Even those who do not even realize the true worth of it. .
God. . There are not many things in my life which i really really want. And this. . I do. . Dont take this away from me.

I Love this Game

2007-10-18T11:26:00.000+05:30

I am lucky.... i am one lucky lucky guy ... how else would you explain this:

2.30 pm yesterday.... me sitting in front of my computer in office, checking out cricinfo.com , cursing my luck that i am sitting in front of my dumb computer and not watching the game... India Vs. Australia... probably Sachin's last One Day at Mumbai.. and ask any cricket aficionado and he will tell you... how big an occassion that is...

Suddenly, i hear a flutter behind me , Its my boss... Damn.. I shut down all the windows ... My boss strides towards me with a sense of purpose... does he know i managed to open cricinfo in office???

and then the Magic Words " Rahul, wanna see the match today???"

for once i couldnt believe my ears... Is he Joking??? Surely!

I take the bait .." Yeah!! Of course... who doesnt!"

and then he fiddles in his pocket.. and out come two tickets ... i blink my eyes in disbelief... is this real???

Ten minutes... thats all it took for me to shut down my computer... get out of office.. and reach wankhede... ( yes.. my office is stone's throw away from the stadium)

My friend was already there waiting for me ( He told his boss he had to pick up a friend from the airport.. old excuse... but works every single time! )

the next seven hours i had the ball of my life.. a part of the screaming 50,000 odd fans cramped inside the stadium... it was well worth it...

The roar in the stadium when Sachin came into bat.. was something you gotta see to believe ... the pressure was unbelievable..and yet this little fellow has been doing it for the last 18 years of his life...

I have been a cricket fan since childhood... i love this game... my hands itch to bat when i see kids playing in azad maidan... but i have other things to do... sitting in front of computer every day and working on some stupid office crap... for example....

But when i see the passion this game invokes in all of us.. the joy, the sadness... the extreme reactions... i know that for all of this... this more than a mere game... some say its a religion...

I say its my life :)

and btw... we won.... and it was the perfect icing on the cake....

Monday Blues...

2007-09-17T13:42:00.001+05:30

Sorry guys... This is gonna be a depressing post... because thats what i am feeling right now.. and if i wont vent it out here.. then where else right??

I was talking to a friend yesterday.. who was really a good friend till very recently.. when things really went downhill and unfortunately there is no looking back now... she said something to me which got me thinking...
" Rahul, your priorities have changed" ..

yes dear... maybe they have... maybe you have realized it too late .. bcoz when i gave you all the priority in this world... you were too busy making a mockery outta it... you had gotten used to it..

but in the end .. thats whats gonna happen rite... you go your way and i go mine... because there nothing else other than that to it... i will hate myself forever.. for the fact that i was so blind.. for the fact that i didnt see it coming whe the whole world saw it... or maybe i did... but i was too busy being a loyal friend...

and whats worse is... you still have the audacity to tell me that my priorities have changed.. oh now you wanna be a priority.. do you?? sorry girl... you cant have your cake and eat it too...

you keep smsing me... and call me... that why dont we meet up now...
i ask you lady... what about the times when i wanted to meet up .. when i wanted you to be there for me... why do you expect that i will be there for you now... FACE IT... i am not on a charity trip here...

and the worst part is .... i am still supposed to be a friend.

Its finally come to this!

2007-09-06T11:57:00.000+05:30

well.. it had to actually... after a lifetime of devilishly fattening and waist increasing food habits... it had to happen...

I have joined a gym... :(

and thats no mean task... it took a lot of pestering ( read pushing) from friends... an odd scarcasm filled qoute from sis... ( arre itna mota hoga to acchi biwi nahi milegi!!... huH!! ) ... and finally .. with the weigh scales tippling over at 81 kgs... was enough motivation...

and so i took that dreaded trip to the nearest talwalkars... filled up the form ... paid the money ( read: burnt a HUGE hole in my credit card account) ...

i was finally at the mercy of the trainer... he looked at me from head to toe... shook his head... gurrrr... and then instructed... on the spot jogging for a min NOW!!... now... i thought ( the keyword here is i THOUGHT) that i was pretty good atleast at my fitness level .. if nothing else... but boy... was i wrong...

15 secs into the jog... and i had already broken into a sweat... 30 secs.. and i was gasping for air... 45 secs... and i felt as if i was having a mini heart attack!!!

what happened in the remainder of the session is too gross to be mentioned here... :) ...

by the end of it... the trainer had only one thing to say... " Aap aise karoge to nahin hoga..." .. huh!!! after one hour of sweating... putting my body through the torture... what more is expected!

and as instructed .. for some time now... its goddbye to all pizzaz, burgers.. and such yummy stuff... :(...

but all i can do... is stare here...

Chuk De!!!

2007-08-29T12:52:00.000+05:30

"Sattar minute. Sattar minute hain tumhaare paas. Shaayad tumhari zindagi ke sabse khaas sattar minute. Aaj tum achha khelo ya bura, yeh sattar minute tumhe zindagi bhar yaad rahenge. Aur kaise khelna hai, aaj main tumhe nahin bataoonga. Bas itna kahoonga ki jao aur yeh sattar minute jee bharkar khel lo. Kyunki iske baad aane wali zindagi mein chahe kuch sahi ho ya na ho, chahe kuch rahe ya na rahe, tum haaro ya jeeto, lekin yeh sattar minute tumse koi nahin chheen sakta. Koi nahin. Toh maine socha ki is match mein kaisa khelna hai aaj main tumhe nahin bataaoonga balki tum mujhe bataoge. Khelkar. Kyunki main jaanta hoon, ki agar yeh sattar minute is team ka har player apni zindagi ki sabse badhiya hockey khel gaya toh yeh sattar minute khuda bhi tumse waapas nahin maang sakta. Toh jao. Jao aur apne aap se, is zindagi se, apne khuda se, aur har us insaan se jisne tumhe... tumpar bharosa nahin kiya, apne sattar minute chheen lo."

Take a bow, SRK! an entire 2.50 hour movie without twitching the left eyebrow, without hamming, without being called Rahul, Raj or Aryan... and yet captivating the nation.. not bad!

To say that i loved this movie would be an understatement.. but dialogues like the one above have made this movie more than just another sports movie... the girls are splashing on every possible channel... the haryanvi jat, the chandigarh sex bomb, the patiala di kudi. :)

Well Done, SRK..

My Friends.... My life...

2007-08-04T10:59:00.000+05:30

I am a great believer in friendship... much more than family... for the simple reason that i have chosen these people... who have stood by me and have cared for me.. i have spent the best moments of my life with these guys...

Tomorrow happens to be friendship day.. i am not sure friendship needs a day to be celebrated on... we should have a friendship year :)..

Anyways.. here it goes .. an ode to all my friends.. thanks guys.. you are my strength..

In the order of appearance .. here it is...

1. Rana -- The first semblence of a friend i ever had... an emotional wreck and my confidente.. he is style personified :)
2. Vishal - My carbon copy... literally and figuratively... and thats the reason why we know exactly whats going on in each other's mind.. just that i wish i had spent more time with him.
3. Gaurav- The original dude.. when i was in college... he was my style icon.. we connected ever so much in college.. i really like you dude... even though you pissed me off big time on so many occassions... somewhere even you will agree.. we are still alike in so many different ways...
4. Sumana- What do i say about you girl.. wish you someday realize what friendship truly means... god bless...
5. Srimoyee- The bong Bombshell... :).. I just adore the fact that she is what she is.. and that is what i have learned from her... to be what you are... to hell with the world.. you rock...and i love that about you...
6. Nidhi- If there ever was perfect girl... she is the one.. i have known her for 3 years now... and i cant pinpoint even one flaw in her nature.. and yes.. i have to say this... you have taught me what friendship truly means... what it is to have a true friend.. and thats you... thanks tapori :)
7. Anu-- My Mirror.. the one who person sings my life's story back to me... and keeps me grounded... i have never met a girl as strong as you...and yet as much senti as i am... Life would've been very different( and difficult) without you... Be around.. cant afford to let go... :)

so.. there it is... seven people in my life who have influenced me and have improved me as a person.. there's a long way to go... we all have just started we.. and this journey will be wonderful... bcoz you are gonna be with me..

Of course.. there are many friends who are my very close buddies... and they know how much they mean to me...

I love you all.

One Year Later.. in the City of Dreamz

2007-07-10T15:41:00.001+05:30

Date: July 11, 2006. Around 6.20 pm.
Place: 2nd class compartment of a Borivali-bound local, Jogeshwari Railway Station.

Sitting near the window.. Tuned into my Ipod… I was drowsy and tired after all the office commotion … waiting for my destination… the train had just left the station and was slowly picking up speed…I noticed a man standing on the platform (middle aged, a sikh) … and then I saw the most horrific scene I had ever been witness to.. the train shook.. and I saw the sardarji's lower half slump to the ground… while the upper half just blew apart.. the train stopped.. and then it dawned on me.. THERE WAS A BONB BLAST.. the jam-packed local was all empty within ten seconds… I jumped out of the train and ran.. ran until I crossed the 5 ft. wall adjacent to the platform ( something I thought and still think that I can never do… its amazing what adrenaline can do to you…).. and took a cab out of the station and rushed home I didn’t have the courage to even look back and see…. pandemonium ruled that day.. which changed the lives of thousands … and made this never stopping city to a grinding halt…

The Mumbai Bomb Blast ripped apart the first class bogies of 6-7 local trains… claiming lives of innocent people returning home after a hard day at work… subsequently.. the usual happened… stories of victims… and of survivors… who made it against all odds… staring death .. cheating death … the media went all over the place… saying this was the test of the spirit of Mumbai…

And how did Mumbai react to this… by getting back on track (quite literally, the railways worked through the night to ensure that the local trains—the lifeline of Mumbai.. was on track the very next day) … as if to say… " you hit us… and we will come back at you… Braver… Stronger… and Fearless.."

Its one year since that day… and tomorrow its 7/11 again… but only this time.. Mumbai is chugging fast .. there will be more 7/11's .. there will be more times when "the spirit of the people of Mumbai" will save the day… but what I want to know is… till when…

In the meantime… Things are the way they should be… loving life… living life .. in the city of dreamz…

Love...

2007-07-04T10:39:00.000+05:30

Coming from a guy.. this has to be a absurd topic to talk about... but remember.. i am a piscean... we are supposed to be the most passionate and romantic guys around... :)

i just came across this worderful piece of poetry somewhere... and i just had to share it with the world.. I wonder that if love is excatly what is written here... how many of us are privileged to get this love...

here it goes...

If you love some one because you think that
he or she is really gorgeous ...
then it's not love ..
it's ~* Infatuation *~......

If you love some one because you think that you shouldn't
leave him because others think that you shouldn't
then it's not love..
it's ~* compromise *~.......

If you love some one because you think that you
cannot live with out his touch ....
then it's not love ..
it's ~*lust*~......

If you love some one because you have been kissed
by him ...then it's not love..
it's ~* inferiority complex*~......

If you love some one because you cannot leave him
thinking that it would hurt his feelings ..
then it's not love ..
it's ~*charity*~....

If you love some one because you share every thing
with him ...
then it's not love...
it's ~*friendship*~...

but if you feel the pain ofthe other person more
than
him even when he is stable and you cry for him ...
that's ~*LOVE*~ =

if you get attracted to ther people but stay with
him without any regrets...
that's ~*LOVE*~

If you let him go knowing that he has to go but he
doesn't want to ...
that's ~*LOVE*~

Think abt this guys....

Random Thoughts on a Random Day

2007-06-22T12:07:00.000+05:30

1. I am Bored, in office . Period.
2. I want to change my job. Asap.
3. Today I get to go outta office at one! yes yes yes!!! J
4. I just read a beautiful blog… of a fellow blogger… trust me.. the most beautiful things in life are the ones which we take for granted… and worry for the stupid intricacies of life.
5. Everyone hates Himesh "torture" Reshammiya… but cant be amazed at the thought that inspite of this fact .. every where its his music that plays… ( ps- I loved his music in Namastey London).
6. I am feeling alone.
7. I really feel that there is a need for me to prune down the number of friends I have. I Have too many… sounds bad… but it’s a fact (hey that rhymes!!)
8. I want to have pizza…
9. I am missing a friend… really am.
10. I hate the fact that I am so senti… but yet I feel that its my biggest strength.. "I FEEL"
11. I love my parents.
12. I am wondering what they will get for me from usa J
13. Two of my very very close friends are getting married … I am so happy for them.. touché!
14. I am wondering …. is it possible for someone to have more than one best friend???
15. I wonder when I will get my first comment!!! J
16. I want to reduce… and very soon too…
17. Tomorrow is Saturday … yayayay!!!!

Adios Amigos!!

Weighty Issues

2007-06-06T13:58:00.000+05:30

There comes a time in everyone's life where a person is forced by nature to take a break from the routine – mundane issues of daily life and pause and look at himself. Now, a similar thing happened to me quite a while back… the fact that I haven’t done anything about it is a different story.

I am overweight.. by around 15 kgs… the primary cause of this crime can be traced back years ago , when as a kid , I was given generous dozes of ghee and milk and later on ice-creams, sweets and other similar devilishly enticing stuff by my grandma. This was followed by a systematic introduction of chicken and beer.. which has only multiplied my weight, and that, accompanied by the fact that I am one lazy lump who does not want to exercise… has made things worse…

and to make matters even more worse.. we are living in times where u have picture perfect people strutting their six pack abs in public … god help me…

Gosh!!! this is turning out to be a page from Bridget Jones diary J….

Adios… more later….

Happiness

2007-05-30T21:36:00.000+05:30

An empty mind is devils workshop. . And when the mind is empty strange thoughts come into my mind. . And its during one of my empty mind days . . Travelling in an overcrowded local train. . That i thought of happiness. . Now you may ask. . What about it. .
Now. . I am not a philosopher. . But i have a very vague idea of happiness. . And this basically starts from my own happiness . .
Happiness is a state of mind. . Hence the age old hindi idiom called dil khush ho gaya. . Doesnt actually work. . Different people have different perceptions of what happiness is. . Its strange. . But i have seen people who have either lost everything they had in life. .and are yet as happy as anyone. . And the reason is simple. . They dont have any expectations. . So no expectations leads to happiness. . And then there is another breed. . People who expect so much from life. . They go on and achieve what they expect. . And that gives fulfilling happiness. . So. . Either you have nothing to loose. . Or you have everything aplenty.. But that does not always happen does it? So what is the happiness mantra.. Many people find happiness in the minutest of things. . I once had a fwd which said went something like this . .
4 friends. . One packet maggi . . One hostel room. . 4.30 am . . Is happiness . .
Quite frankly. . I am astonished. . If happiness is so easy. . Why is everyone chasing it? . . Maybe therein lies the answer . . Probably if we dont chase happiness . . It will come to us. . What say? Rote rote. . Hansa seekho. . Haste haste. . Rona! So laugh. . Till you cry. . Adios!

Life ... In a Metro

2007-05-25T11:05:00.000+05:30

Can get more filmy a title than that right...???

Yes... it takes me approximately 6 months to feed in a new post in my blog.... and this is what has inspired me ... this awesome awesome movie....

Its time to take stock... of my life... where i stand after 25.something years....

I am in this mad mad city called bombay... where everyone is running... where ??? i doubt if they themselves know... nothing is constant here... except the running of course...

i liked this qoute from metro " morning walk nahi hai.... to bhaagna to padega hi..."

totally exemplifies life in bombay...

but i after one year in this mess... i am starting to love it.... why??? firstly... bcoz i have no other choice... secondly... this is the land of opportunities unbound... yeh shehar mujhe khane ko pizza aur peene ko beer deta hai....

i am working... in a bank.... where i dont remember the last time i did anything creative or knew... everything is a template .... just like old school times.... fill in the blanks....

i have a great set of friends... they are my support system.. ( some more than the others)...

but i am not the best person in this world... and like all of us.. i too have my shortcomings... but i am what i am.. i know this is cliched...

I feel i havent done enough for my family... the expectations are hugh... and its burdening... and besides... there are the hugh footsteps of my bro to be filled....

I feel i am lonely... and the fact that i am stupidly emotional really does not help... one of my dearest friends says that the one stop solution for all my woes is matrimony... :) ... well... thats one thing to look forward to...

life in this metro is monotonous.... same train...7.47.... same ppl in the train ( a grouchy old uncle who is kind enough to save the seat next to him)... same work... office.. again train...

mom and dad are going to usa for four months.... for the first time i will be alone... psycologically this matters.... i still need that comforting hand....

berang si hai badi zindagi kuch rang to bharo,
main apni tanhayi ke vaaste,
ab kuch to karun...
jab mile thodi fursat... khud se kar loon mohabbat....

Yeah... life is like that.... but if i were to say the only positive thing in this otherwise negative post.... It possibly cant get worse than this right???

The story of BB and CB...

2006-12-16T09:53:00.000+05:30

Its time now to narrate a little story...

there are three charactors... BB ( short for bade Bhaiyya)... and CB ( Short for Chotte Bhaiya)...

and then... the third character... is me....

and BB and CB happen to be my bosses.... yes... you guessed it rite... this blog is going to be all about me cribbing about my bosses...

what to say about CB... ravana had seven faces.... this one has two... one in front of me... always encouragaing.. and spitting venom abt BB... and the other face is what he puts on in fron tof BB.... that of a buttering and coaxing a**....

BB ... well... i see him and i imagine a WWE wrestler.... he is a workaholic... to an extent that i think he thinks about work even while doing unmentionable things in indesirable places....

he is procative... to an extent that i am expected to know everything.... and it means EVERYTHING....

but then... to me .... he is a challenge... which i have to confront everyday in office.... and i WILL fight...

but that will happen after 11 days... i am going home :)... yaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhooooooooooooooo.....

cold climates and chai-pakodas and foggy mornings await me.... mbd... here i come!

Day 1... of a new blog...

2006-12-14T13:10:00.000+05:30

After two Years of procrastinating and dilly-dallying... i am finally blogging again.... and god willing .. i hope i carry on...

lemme introduce myself...

i am rahul... an mba... and working in a govt. bank in corp. communication profile.... pretty neat if u ask me...

i am in mumbai.... they call in the city of dreamz... weather they are broken ... or shattered ... or glorious... is an another story in itself....

This city amazes me... i personally hate this city .. i cant stand the crowds... the stink of the fish on churchgate irritates me no end.... but this city amazes me... its got this relentless energy about that that chugs it along... no matter what... no terrorist ... no rain... no riots... can stop this city...

and yes... Dreams do come true in Bombay.... aamchi mumbai....

hey hang on... i thought this blog was abt me... but its turning into a tribute to the city...

well.. i will let it take the honors.... jaa aish kar yaar...

and god... pleeeeaaaasssseeee.... give me something to blog about everyday....

cheerz for now...