The drudgeries of life
Monday, April 30, 2007
Moving out
Two months ago, the seven of them got a rude shock when their landlord told them they had one month to "clear orf" (Goon's style in the Five Find-outers and Dog) and find a new place to stay. They had spent only 5 months there but still it's a place they had learnt to call home...
Gosh! I was amazed when I stepped into the B-601 of Prakrtii Apartments on New Year's eve! The place was spic and span, girls generally see to that, but still they had done a neat job of making the place somewhere you'd want to return to after a tiring day! A shocking contrast was A-701 of the same society one of the inhabitants of which is yours truly! But still, no matter what the state of our apartments, the girls and us guys cherish our respective apartments, not to forget the awesome society in which we've been living since October last year! So, it was a bolt from the blue, the news for the girls to move out.
Their landlord was off to Tanzania and he was shifting all his luggage into this house, and so he gave the girls a one month notice! Those were trying times! In addition to the sorrow of vacating this flat, they had to undergo the torture of searching for another one! And they had office work to take care of to! People might imagine house-hunting to be a delightful activity, but take my word for it, it isn't. Period.
That month of march was hectic! The onset of summer saw the girls running from pillar to post trying to ensure that they stayed at the same society only! It's outrageous the way people rub their hands in glee when they see that you're in trouble and realize that they take advantage of your helplessness! That's exactly what these girls faced. Either the rent quoted was too high or the deposit, or sometimes both! Some people plain and simple refused to have a group of 7 girls as their tenants :O! Something I discovered which is quite common in Pune... boys are preferred as tenants rather than the fairer sex! Hmmm
A boon in the form of a one-month extension on the notice saw to it that the girls took it a little easy for some time. By the mid of April they had landed a flat in the same society! All was well until the penultimate day of the expiry of the notice when it was realized that the to-be landlady had goofed up big time and had failed to give the present tenants a notice! So, the girls were literally one step away from being homeless! It's just not possible to procure an agreement in one day and move into an apartment right away.... or so I thought!
Saturday, the 28th of April, the girls found out about the landlady's goof-up! On Monday, the 30th of April, their landlord was supposed to make an appearnace to deprive them of the house! Optimism seemed like foolishness at this point... they couldn;t find a house in 2 months, forget about finding one in a single day!! Oh well! Luck was on their side and they managed to find a place, that too in the same society! Miracles keep happening!
So yesterday was a perfect end to a rather tiring weekend. Me and Anand were there to help the ladies in shifting their luggage and what not! We heaved, we huffed and puffed, we took breaks, we chatted, we laughed, took snaps, we heaved again, we sweated (profusely at that), and when it all got over at 8 PM, we just flopped down exhausted! Happy they were, yes, but then who likes these kind of changes? Charu's taking me to the window in her ex-bedroom showing me the beautiful view from there and talking about how she used to stare out of it at night and admitting the fact that she'll miss it left an impression! The others weren't so forthcoming but not everyone is... everyone had her own way of expressing what B-601 meant to them!
Anyway, Sunday was one helluva long day! Going for a swim in the pool was soooo relaxing! Dinner at their new residence was a silent affair... It does take time to settle in, to feel at home! One thing I learned from this experience is that once you get used to a place, letting go of it is tough... and if that place is home, even a second home for that matter, boy o boy! Just the thought of that made me vow never to delay the rent due to our landlord! Anyway, another thing I will keep in mind is to not go down without a fight:p
Anyways, to all the folks having exams, concerts, tests, et cetera, wish you all loads of luck!
Gosh! I was amazed when I stepped into the B-601 of Prakrtii Apartments on New Year's eve! The place was spic and span, girls generally see to that, but still they had done a neat job of making the place somewhere you'd want to return to after a tiring day! A shocking contrast was A-701 of the same society one of the inhabitants of which is yours truly! But still, no matter what the state of our apartments, the girls and us guys cherish our respective apartments, not to forget the awesome society in which we've been living since October last year! So, it was a bolt from the blue, the news for the girls to move out.
Their landlord was off to Tanzania and he was shifting all his luggage into this house, and so he gave the girls a one month notice! Those were trying times! In addition to the sorrow of vacating this flat, they had to undergo the torture of searching for another one! And they had office work to take care of to! People might imagine house-hunting to be a delightful activity, but take my word for it, it isn't. Period.
That month of march was hectic! The onset of summer saw the girls running from pillar to post trying to ensure that they stayed at the same society only! It's outrageous the way people rub their hands in glee when they see that you're in trouble and realize that they take advantage of your helplessness! That's exactly what these girls faced. Either the rent quoted was too high or the deposit, or sometimes both! Some people plain and simple refused to have a group of 7 girls as their tenants :O! Something I discovered which is quite common in Pune... boys are preferred as tenants rather than the fairer sex! Hmmm
A boon in the form of a one-month extension on the notice saw to it that the girls took it a little easy for some time. By the mid of April they had landed a flat in the same society! All was well until the penultimate day of the expiry of the notice when it was realized that the to-be landlady had goofed up big time and had failed to give the present tenants a notice! So, the girls were literally one step away from being homeless! It's just not possible to procure an agreement in one day and move into an apartment right away.... or so I thought!
Saturday, the 28th of April, the girls found out about the landlady's goof-up! On Monday, the 30th of April, their landlord was supposed to make an appearnace to deprive them of the house! Optimism seemed like foolishness at this point... they couldn;t find a house in 2 months, forget about finding one in a single day!! Oh well! Luck was on their side and they managed to find a place, that too in the same society! Miracles keep happening!
So yesterday was a perfect end to a rather tiring weekend. Me and Anand were there to help the ladies in shifting their luggage and what not! We heaved, we huffed and puffed, we took breaks, we chatted, we laughed, took snaps, we heaved again, we sweated (profusely at that), and when it all got over at 8 PM, we just flopped down exhausted! Happy they were, yes, but then who likes these kind of changes? Charu's taking me to the window in her ex-bedroom showing me the beautiful view from there and talking about how she used to stare out of it at night and admitting the fact that she'll miss it left an impression! The others weren't so forthcoming but not everyone is... everyone had her own way of expressing what B-601 meant to them!
Anyway, Sunday was one helluva long day! Going for a swim in the pool was soooo relaxing! Dinner at their new residence was a silent affair... It does take time to settle in, to feel at home! One thing I learned from this experience is that once you get used to a place, letting go of it is tough... and if that place is home, even a second home for that matter, boy o boy! Just the thought of that made me vow never to delay the rent due to our landlord! Anyway, another thing I will keep in mind is to not go down without a fight:p
Anyways, to all the folks having exams, concerts, tests, et cetera, wish you all loads of luck!
Labels: Moving out, Sigh, Weekends
Thursday, April 26, 2007
What the ....
Ok! So that wasn't a very appropriate title! But then, that's what I've been finding myself saying a lot lately! The various phrases which can be the elongated versions of the abbreviation wtf sure are useful when it comes to echo all sorts of feelings and emotions! Here's one lengthy account of a mood spoiler:
My alma mater, Dhirubhai Ambani Institute of Information and Communication Technology (read DA-IICT), Gandhinagar, a world class private college, was set up by one of the greatest visionaries of our time, and hence we find his name appended to the title! Well at this point I'd like to mention anything I say about my college cannot be considered biased just because I spent four years there. Frankly speaking, I hadn't heard of the institute before it's application form was shoved in my face more than 5 years ago by worried parents and relatives... worried because the only entrance exams I was ready to make an appearance in were IIT-JEE and AIEEE; worried because they wanted to make sure a reckless me had a back-up in case I flunked both the tests. My argument was that I wanted no distractions and I'd prefer to concentrate on the two exams... who'd want to appear for the test of this DAI-whatever college which is barely a year old?! Dammit even the name seemed so long that you could hardly remember it! Not for me, I had declared putting my foot down! But then, parents and relatives are people not to be put off so easily... they stood their ground, I shrugged and gave in... I still pat myself on my back (a rather painful task but what the heck!) for that, and feel a sense of gratitude towards my folks! DA-IICT was the best thing that happened to me...
Anyway now is not the time to delve into the past and get nostalgic. The main reason why I'm posting about the college is the recent news which is doing the rounds... DA-IICT is all set to become a bloody state-run institute; admission to the courses to be through the Gujarat Common Entrance Test, the GCET; the bill proclaiming all this is just one step away from becoming effective! Fuck! The people who matter, the people who should actually be fighting to prevent this from happening seem to be oblivious to the developments!
Take Anil Ambani for instance. The institute comes directly under his purview, thanks to the rift with his elder brother Mukesh in which the younger sibling managed to bag a pittance but which is quite a lot really. Anyway, whatever the case, this institute was his late father's dream and anyone would've thought he'd make sure no harm comes to it. But no siree! He almost turned a blind-eye towards the whole affair (almost because sources have it that he summoned a hurried meeting to discuss the issue... just to showcase the fact that he cares, I guess)! But the fact is that he doesn't care... pray tell me why else did the younger Ambani fail to attend our convocation ceremony which would've cost him a measly 2 hours of his precious time, but on the other hand, he made it a point to be attend the Abhi-Ash marriage function; not just attend it, mind you, but he was sticking around for God knows how long... as if it were his own fucking marriage! Mr. Ambani, I have just one thing to say to you... DA-IICT deserves much better than you can offer; It makes me sad to say that the government taking over the college sounds better than leaving it under your control.
As for the present director of the insti, just calling him the director makes me want to puke! Don't know where they brought him from but he doesn't know shit about managing an institute, let alone protect it from befalling such doom! He's unworthy of the seat which an able predecessor vacated... I so wish Prof. Arvind Kudchadker was there to look after the institute which he set-up, established almost single-handedly!
So that's the sad story! Once the bill is ratified, the college will become a full fledged college for the people of Gujarat... I'll be surprised if a handful of outsiders make it there! The very best of the professors, hand-picked and recruited by our ex-director, are already on the move... some have joined other colleges (why won't they?!) and the others will follow suit soon enough! Top students would prefer other colleges too! Can't expect much from the state goverment too! There goes any chance of DA-IICT becoming the world-class institute which many had envisioned... dreams shattered in a jiffy!
Woe is me! It feels so terrible to be helpless! God save DA-IICT from this mess!
My alma mater, Dhirubhai Ambani Institute of Information and Communication Technology (read DA-IICT), Gandhinagar, a world class private college, was set up by one of the greatest visionaries of our time, and hence we find his name appended to the title! Well at this point I'd like to mention anything I say about my college cannot be considered biased just because I spent four years there. Frankly speaking, I hadn't heard of the institute before it's application form was shoved in my face more than 5 years ago by worried parents and relatives... worried because the only entrance exams I was ready to make an appearance in were IIT-JEE and AIEEE; worried because they wanted to make sure a reckless me had a back-up in case I flunked both the tests. My argument was that I wanted no distractions and I'd prefer to concentrate on the two exams... who'd want to appear for the test of this DAI-whatever college which is barely a year old?! Dammit even the name seemed so long that you could hardly remember it! Not for me, I had declared putting my foot down! But then, parents and relatives are people not to be put off so easily... they stood their ground, I shrugged and gave in... I still pat myself on my back (a rather painful task but what the heck!) for that, and feel a sense of gratitude towards my folks! DA-IICT was the best thing that happened to me...
Anyway now is not the time to delve into the past and get nostalgic. The main reason why I'm posting about the college is the recent news which is doing the rounds... DA-IICT is all set to become a bloody state-run institute; admission to the courses to be through the Gujarat Common Entrance Test, the GCET; the bill proclaiming all this is just one step away from becoming effective! Fuck! The people who matter, the people who should actually be fighting to prevent this from happening seem to be oblivious to the developments!
Take Anil Ambani for instance. The institute comes directly under his purview, thanks to the rift with his elder brother Mukesh in which the younger sibling managed to bag a pittance but which is quite a lot really. Anyway, whatever the case, this institute was his late father's dream and anyone would've thought he'd make sure no harm comes to it. But no siree! He almost turned a blind-eye towards the whole affair (almost because sources have it that he summoned a hurried meeting to discuss the issue... just to showcase the fact that he cares, I guess)! But the fact is that he doesn't care... pray tell me why else did the younger Ambani fail to attend our convocation ceremony which would've cost him a measly 2 hours of his precious time, but on the other hand, he made it a point to be attend the Abhi-Ash marriage function; not just attend it, mind you, but he was sticking around for God knows how long... as if it were his own fucking marriage! Mr. Ambani, I have just one thing to say to you... DA-IICT deserves much better than you can offer; It makes me sad to say that the government taking over the college sounds better than leaving it under your control.
As for the present director of the insti, just calling him the director makes me want to puke! Don't know where they brought him from but he doesn't know shit about managing an institute, let alone protect it from befalling such doom! He's unworthy of the seat which an able predecessor vacated... I so wish Prof. Arvind Kudchadker was there to look after the institute which he set-up, established almost single-handedly!
So that's the sad story! Once the bill is ratified, the college will become a full fledged college for the people of Gujarat... I'll be surprised if a handful of outsiders make it there! The very best of the professors, hand-picked and recruited by our ex-director, are already on the move... some have joined other colleges (why won't they?!) and the others will follow suit soon enough! Top students would prefer other colleges too! Can't expect much from the state goverment too! There goes any chance of DA-IICT becoming the world-class institute which many had envisioned... dreams shattered in a jiffy!
Woe is me! It feels so terrible to be helpless! God save DA-IICT from this mess!
Labels: DA-IICT, Frustration, Mess
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Ho-hum
Worklessness after loads of work is a scourge!
I've tried anything and everything to keep myself occupied and it's hopeless!
I had so much of time that I actually sat down and prepared a time-table... a detailed one at that! It's another matter that I won't, or rather can't, stick to it!
Finally unpacked my bags which had been lying untouched since the time I came back from home one month back. The sudden urge and gusto with which I had stuffed them with books, study material now seems to be a stupid whim! "I can't manage this", I tell myself! Then there's this conflicting feeling from within... Damn! So, updated the already gargantuan "To do" list. It seems that when I die, all I'm going to leave in my will is this long list of incomplete chores, activities, ambitions, goals, etc. How's that for inheritance... a genuine family heirloom?!
Chatting is such a decent way to pass time! It seldom leaves me with anything other than a good feeling and a couple of watering eyes!
The late night walk soothed my nerves... the breeze was so sexy that I stood rooted to that spot in the middle of the gravel road, arms spread out, waiting to get blown away by the wind... all I desired was to be taken to some place far off, even the moon maybe!
Getting back to an old routine is so friggin' tough!
I've tried anything and everything to keep myself occupied and it's hopeless!
I had so much of time that I actually sat down and prepared a time-table... a detailed one at that! It's another matter that I won't, or rather can't, stick to it!
Finally unpacked my bags which had been lying untouched since the time I came back from home one month back. The sudden urge and gusto with which I had stuffed them with books, study material now seems to be a stupid whim! "I can't manage this", I tell myself! Then there's this conflicting feeling from within... Damn! So, updated the already gargantuan "To do" list. It seems that when I die, all I'm going to leave in my will is this long list of incomplete chores, activities, ambitions, goals, etc. How's that for inheritance... a genuine family heirloom?!
Chatting is such a decent way to pass time! It seldom leaves me with anything other than a good feeling and a couple of watering eyes!
The late night walk soothed my nerves... the breeze was so sexy that I stood rooted to that spot in the middle of the gravel road, arms spread out, waiting to get blown away by the wind... all I desired was to be taken to some place far off, even the moon maybe!
Getting back to an old routine is so friggin' tough!
Labels: Boredom, Worklessness
Friday, April 20, 2007
Back to square one
There are days when you get the feeling that life is worth living, when everything works out properly, when however deep in shit you are, you manage to crawl out and walk away gracefully; days which you wish just never ended! Yesterday was one of those days...
I wonder why I always feel perked up after shaving off my stubble! Maybe psychological but do I feel fresh or what! Yeah baby! In addition to the feel great mood, having completed a major part of the work assigned to me got me in the party mood! Flirted hopelessly in between work at my workplace! Still had work but now everything seemed easy!
Got back to gchat after ages.... wheee! Had an amazing chat session that encompassed all the good things in life, *sighs* well almost! There were repititions, yes, but that in itself gives you the feeling of deja vu... especially the abrupt termination of the conversation, typical of the lady with whom I was conversing :p No offense meant, kiddo! I love chatting with you!
Allowed myself to get persuaded by my teammates cum friends into accompanying them to dinner, so missed gym again... that's 3 weeks of sluggishness! I hate myself for it! Probably the guilt factor will get me to start working out in the new week! Anyway it was decided on our way to the canteen that I'll drop my friend home, so adios to the feeling of sheepishness! We talked so much and after such a long time, felt like after eons... well, work had ensured that! One thing I realized, the pleasure of ensuring that a girl gets a neat, smooth ride home surpasses quite a lot of things;)
I love long rides and the detour signs all over the Pune streets saw to it that I got one! LoL
And I was so tired at the EOD that I just jumped into bed, literally speaking!
But I realized one damn thing before dozing off... everyone tends to get back to square one! And it isn't always a pleasant experience :(
Happy weekend, mates! Miss me heaps!
I wonder why I always feel perked up after shaving off my stubble! Maybe psychological but do I feel fresh or what! Yeah baby! In addition to the feel great mood, having completed a major part of the work assigned to me got me in the party mood! Flirted hopelessly in between work at my workplace! Still had work but now everything seemed easy!
Got back to gchat after ages.... wheee! Had an amazing chat session that encompassed all the good things in life, *sighs* well almost! There were repititions, yes, but that in itself gives you the feeling of deja vu... especially the abrupt termination of the conversation, typical of the lady with whom I was conversing :p No offense meant, kiddo! I love chatting with you!
Allowed myself to get persuaded by my teammates cum friends into accompanying them to dinner, so missed gym again... that's 3 weeks of sluggishness! I hate myself for it! Probably the guilt factor will get me to start working out in the new week! Anyway it was decided on our way to the canteen that I'll drop my friend home, so adios to the feeling of sheepishness! We talked so much and after such a long time, felt like after eons... well, work had ensured that! One thing I realized, the pleasure of ensuring that a girl gets a neat, smooth ride home surpasses quite a lot of things;)
I love long rides and the detour signs all over the Pune streets saw to it that I got one! LoL
And I was so tired at the EOD that I just jumped into bed, literally speaking!
But I realized one damn thing before dozing off... everyone tends to get back to square one! And it isn't always a pleasant experience :(
Happy weekend, mates! Miss me heaps!
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Different Strokes
Not long ago I was this carefree guy with not a bother in this world. Managing work and fun was so damn easy then! So, everyone around me used to snigger at the mention of the name of the department I work in saying, "Testing guys have no work! You're getting paid to enjoy your life!". Ahem! Not totally true! I did have work, just that I had the knack of finishing it off pretty fast. People used to marvel watching me devour tomes in not more than a couple of days... yet another excuse for jealous folks to be sarcastic! As if I cared... instead I felt sorry for pals who had to work really late into the night, or who visited the office even on weekends! I felt smug, never expecting anything of that sort happening to me! How wrong I was!
All of a sudden I've landed such a lot of work that I still feel it's a bad dream, a nightmare even! Ok, the application that I have to learn is really neat, it has lots of scope, it involves a lot of interaction with the clients, development team and onsite coordinators! Fine! But it all happened so suddenly as if everyone was just praying for something os this sort to happen to me! LoL! Paranoia? May be! Could even be my dormant sixth sense!
Now I know what being emotionally drained-out feels like! Now I know how missing out on cherished activities hits you! How depressing walking out of the office and finding darkness all around is! How addicted one can become to coffee... 7 cups, and just the smell of it when I was filling up my mug for the 8th round wanted to make me puke! Yucky!
Well, the good news is that my habit of winding things up fast has seen to it that 5 miserable days are all I have to put up with, and the trauma gets over on Friday! Then, like they say, "Good times will be here again"!
Another thing... got a 659 page document in the mail yesterday titled "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows"! What say, Harry Potter fans? Is it the real thing? Well, I couldn't wait for replies, so I've started reading it! One thing is for sure, the writing style is just like JKR, the flow is smooth and you get the feel you're reading one of the books in the HP series! If it is a spoof, the author deserves kudos for pulling it off so brilliantly! Just one thing though... this is not kiddie stuff any longer... not with push-up bras, boobs, plunging necklines, a plethora of smooches, etc! Harry Potter has surely come of age :D! Anyway, the news that everyone's dying to hear... whether Harry survives the confrontation with Voldemort... well, now I know the answer to that... according to this version atleast! Won't spoil the fun by revealing it here, but if you're curious, do let me know :)
All of a sudden I've landed such a lot of work that I still feel it's a bad dream, a nightmare even! Ok, the application that I have to learn is really neat, it has lots of scope, it involves a lot of interaction with the clients, development team and onsite coordinators! Fine! But it all happened so suddenly as if everyone was just praying for something os this sort to happen to me! LoL! Paranoia? May be! Could even be my dormant sixth sense!
Now I know what being emotionally drained-out feels like! Now I know how missing out on cherished activities hits you! How depressing walking out of the office and finding darkness all around is! How addicted one can become to coffee... 7 cups, and just the smell of it when I was filling up my mug for the 8th round wanted to make me puke! Yucky!
Well, the good news is that my habit of winding things up fast has seen to it that 5 miserable days are all I have to put up with, and the trauma gets over on Friday! Then, like they say, "Good times will be here again"!
Another thing... got a 659 page document in the mail yesterday titled "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows"! What say, Harry Potter fans? Is it the real thing? Well, I couldn't wait for replies, so I've started reading it! One thing is for sure, the writing style is just like JKR, the flow is smooth and you get the feel you're reading one of the books in the HP series! If it is a spoof, the author deserves kudos for pulling it off so brilliantly! Just one thing though... this is not kiddie stuff any longer... not with push-up bras, boobs, plunging necklines, a plethora of smooches, etc! Harry Potter has surely come of age :D! Anyway, the news that everyone's dying to hear... whether Harry survives the confrontation with Voldemort... well, now I know the answer to that... according to this version atleast! Won't spoil the fun by revealing it here, but if you're curious, do let me know :)
Labels: Harry Potter, Ranting, Work
Monday, April 16, 2007
Here comes the rain again...
A perfect weekend.
No computers. No watering eyes.
No status calls. No deadlines.
No headaches. No ambiguities.
Spending the day at Crossword.
Shopping escapade. Nice crowd.
Birthday treat. Great company. Tasty food.
12 hours of unadultrated sleep.
Sexy movie. Good news. Ti Amo Gelato *Yummy*
Long drives. Sweet talk.
Old friends. Renewing bonds.
Darkening skies. Gusty winds.
First showers. The scent of wet earth! Ahhhh
Ready-to-eat soup, scrambled eggs and bread... neat dinner!
Catching a smoke, for old times' sake, on the balcony.
Getting assaulted by the chill breeze.
Catching an occasional glimpse of pedestrians,
and of the lights emanating from the erratic traffic.
Recollecting, reminiscing, sighing, planning.
Random calls. Crazy smses. Long walks.
"Air condtioned" room. Cozy matress. Catchy book.
Not a bother in the world...
Yes, this is the life!
Now back to work... out of the blue, I've landed loads of it :(
No computers. No watering eyes.
No status calls. No deadlines.
No headaches. No ambiguities.
Spending the day at Crossword.
Shopping escapade. Nice crowd.
Birthday treat. Great company. Tasty food.
12 hours of unadultrated sleep.
Sexy movie. Good news. Ti Amo Gelato *Yummy*
Long drives. Sweet talk.
Old friends. Renewing bonds.
Darkening skies. Gusty winds.
First showers. The scent of wet earth! Ahhhh
Ready-to-eat soup, scrambled eggs and bread... neat dinner!
Catching a smoke, for old times' sake, on the balcony.
Getting assaulted by the chill breeze.
Catching an occasional glimpse of pedestrians,
and of the lights emanating from the erratic traffic.
Recollecting, reminiscing, sighing, planning.
Random calls. Crazy smses. Long walks.
"Air condtioned" room. Cozy matress. Catchy book.
Not a bother in the world...
Yes, this is the life!
Now back to work... out of the blue, I've landed loads of it :(
Labels: Bliss, Rain, Reminiscence, Weekends
Friday, April 13, 2007
You said it...
As we walked out of the court after a couple of badminton games, a bit exhausted, wondering where to go, what next, it came to happen but naturally that we went and occupied the steps adjacent to the swimming pool... It's amazing how when you bother about not having anything to talk about with someone you've known for hardly a month, you seem to find a lot of stuff to keep the conversation going. That's when you said something about deciding on a common routine, a timetable of sorts, planning everything to be done starting 5 PM, Monday! And that's when I realized that there's a lot to be done and 24 hours ain't enough to fit it all in a day's schedule! We did end up not sticking to the timetable! That's history...
You said you wanted to read my blog, you've been saying that for ages... despite my protests, you made me tell you how to reach the page! You haven't been there till now but then you did confess that you've got lots of work... tell me about it! Everything is so cramped up! This is not about you, but about the things you said, about what we want to do but can't find the time to do! Well, we tend to miss out on a lot, but I guess we should be happy about what we're managing to accomplish! That standoff was enlightening :)! I do hope you come across this... when you have the time, that is!
I'm becoming a mobile-addict of late!
It was, what, our first conversation yesterday and you said that I talk a lot! Where have I heard that before?! Ok, you again just had to broach the topic and I started brooding over the steadily increasing unchecked tasks in the "To do" list. First conversations cease to be intimidating anymore!
So 6 calls in all yesterday, eh? Wow! I'm still amazed how the conversations cease to be dull, cliched... you get the drift! I guess there's something about ambiguities, controversies, even you!Maybe this means of communication is here to stay! Just a thought! *Touch wood*
You called from a land far, far away to say that you miss us all! Yeah, miss you too! In fact, miss plenty of things! Maybe this is the time to do all the missing... not long before we're too busy to even bother about such trivial stuff!
Sometimes I think that I think too much! At least this feedback didn't come from someone else... It's just a personal opinion! Ludlum was so right when he said, "Opinions are like assholes, everyone has got one"!
Right now, listening to Atif Aslam's song "Kuch is tarah"... just like "Aadat", this song is really addictive! Here are the beautiful lyrics:
Kuch is tarah … teri palakein,
Meri palkon se mila de
Aansoo tere … saare,
Meri palkon pe saja de
Kuch is tarah … teri palakein,
Meri palkon se mila de
Aansoo tere … saare,
Meri palkon pe saja de
– music –
– repeat –
Tu har ghadi … har waqt,
mere saath raha hai
Haan yeh jism … kabhi door,
kabhi paas raha hai
Jo bhi gam … hai yeh tere,
unhe tu mera pata de
Kuch is tarah … teri palakein,
Meri palkon se mila de
Aansoo tere … saare,
Meri palkon pe saja de
– flute –
Mujhko to tere … chehare pe,
Yeh gham nahi janchta
Jayaaz nahi lagta,
mujhe gham se tera rishta
Sun meri guzarish ise chehar se hata de !!!!!!!!!
Sun meri guzarish ise chehar se hata de !!!!!!!!!
Kuch is tarah … teri palakein,
Meri palkon se mila de
Aansoo tere … saare,
Meri palkon pe saja de
*******The End*******
Happy weekend, everyone!
P.S.: Don't watch Shakalaka Boom Boom, unless you're already gone and done exactly that! Read Desi's blog to find out why not to watch the movie!
You said you wanted to read my blog, you've been saying that for ages... despite my protests, you made me tell you how to reach the page! You haven't been there till now but then you did confess that you've got lots of work... tell me about it! Everything is so cramped up! This is not about you, but about the things you said, about what we want to do but can't find the time to do! Well, we tend to miss out on a lot, but I guess we should be happy about what we're managing to accomplish! That standoff was enlightening :)! I do hope you come across this... when you have the time, that is!
I'm becoming a mobile-addict of late!
It was, what, our first conversation yesterday and you said that I talk a lot! Where have I heard that before?! Ok, you again just had to broach the topic and I started brooding over the steadily increasing unchecked tasks in the "To do" list. First conversations cease to be intimidating anymore!
So 6 calls in all yesterday, eh? Wow! I'm still amazed how the conversations cease to be dull, cliched... you get the drift! I guess there's something about ambiguities, controversies, even you!Maybe this means of communication is here to stay! Just a thought! *Touch wood*
You called from a land far, far away to say that you miss us all! Yeah, miss you too! In fact, miss plenty of things! Maybe this is the time to do all the missing... not long before we're too busy to even bother about such trivial stuff!
Sometimes I think that I think too much! At least this feedback didn't come from someone else... It's just a personal opinion! Ludlum was so right when he said, "Opinions are like assholes, everyone has got one"!
Right now, listening to Atif Aslam's song "Kuch is tarah"... just like "Aadat", this song is really addictive! Here are the beautiful lyrics:
Kuch is tarah … teri palakein,
Meri palkon se mila de
Aansoo tere … saare,
Meri palkon pe saja de
Kuch is tarah … teri palakein,
Meri palkon se mila de
Aansoo tere … saare,
Meri palkon pe saja de
– music –
– repeat –
Tu har ghadi … har waqt,
mere saath raha hai
Haan yeh jism … kabhi door,
kabhi paas raha hai
Jo bhi gam … hai yeh tere,
unhe tu mera pata de
Kuch is tarah … teri palakein,
Meri palkon se mila de
Aansoo tere … saare,
Meri palkon pe saja de
– flute –
Mujhko to tere … chehare pe,
Yeh gham nahi janchta
Jayaaz nahi lagta,
mujhe gham se tera rishta
Sun meri guzarish ise chehar se hata de !!!!!!!!!
Sun meri guzarish ise chehar se hata de !!!!!!!!!
Kuch is tarah … teri palakein,
Meri palkon se mila de
Aansoo tere … saare,
Meri palkon pe saja de
*******The End*******
Happy weekend, everyone!
P.S.: Don't watch Shakalaka Boom Boom, unless you're already gone and done exactly that! Read Desi's blog to find out why not to watch the movie!
Labels: Atif, Conversations, Lyrics, Realization
Monday, April 09, 2007
Yet another long walk down memory lane
Hangovers suck! Right now, I'm suffering from one! This one is thanks to my spending a wonderful, carefree week at home! Don't know how long it'll last but I know it won't get over soon! Sighs! Now back to work...
Man's greatest invention is the mirror! A close second comes the camera!
It has become sort of a trend... every time I go home after a long hiatus, Mumma, Dada, my sis and me spend one whole evening going through a couple of dozen odd albums loaded with pics! Ranging from snaps of my parents in their late teens, their marriage photos, my childhood pics, my sis' childhood images to the present day photographs, these albums have them all! Phew! That's a helluva lot of pics! Added to them, most of the pics have comments, dates and captions inscribed on the flip side! Great job, Dad!
The wonderful part is that the four of us relive the times captured in the plethora of pictures! For instance, Dad browsing through the pics taken around the time of my parents' tying the knot with my old man, then a tall, handsome young man (which he still is :D), sporting Amitabh Bachchan's angry young man looks and a similar, if not better, hairdo! Dad will always advise me at this point to never use a hairdryer!! The sharp contrast between the mane in the pics and what was left of it in reality is enough for me to never touch the forbidden apparatus!
Next comes Mom's pics in which she's seen sporting the braided hairdo! Mumma has long hair and till I turned 8, she kept a twin braid hair style! When I was very little, I had a fascination with those braids... if I didn't hold one of each braid in my little hands, I never used to go to sleep! Poor Mumma! But hey! I have a friend who, in his childhood, never went to sleep unless he held on to his mother's ears! LoL! I had a name for braids too... Paapu! Well the word probably had its origin in a melange of Tamil, English, Hindi and kiddie lingo!
Well, I could go on and on and on! Be it about all the pics taken till when I was 7, growing up as the sole scion of my parents, or the pics taken after that period with my sis as the additional member of the clan; pics of us dating back to our early teens... an age when one always feels ugly, ill at ease, gawky; school pics, college pics; pics with family and friends; birthday pics, camping trip pics, vacation pics, etc etc etc.
As after every one of these sessions, I again wondered as to how we never became bored or grew tired of doing the same thing all over again, and that too after a gap of a measly 4 months! But I guess, my parents and sister are a nostalgic bunch as well! Can't be helped... it runs in the family!
I somehow feel pretty young, active, cheerful and happy-go-lucky! Probably it has something to do with the wonderful food I had at home; maybe it was because I feel like my Mumma and Dada's little boy again; or perhaps pulling my sis' leg after a while, though she's all grown up now and age does play spoilsport... Probably it's all of that plus the fact that I was, plain and simple, back home!
They say "Home is where the heart is"... I feel I've left mine back there!
Man's greatest invention is the mirror! A close second comes the camera!
It has become sort of a trend... every time I go home after a long hiatus, Mumma, Dada, my sis and me spend one whole evening going through a couple of dozen odd albums loaded with pics! Ranging from snaps of my parents in their late teens, their marriage photos, my childhood pics, my sis' childhood images to the present day photographs, these albums have them all! Phew! That's a helluva lot of pics! Added to them, most of the pics have comments, dates and captions inscribed on the flip side! Great job, Dad!
The wonderful part is that the four of us relive the times captured in the plethora of pictures! For instance, Dad browsing through the pics taken around the time of my parents' tying the knot with my old man, then a tall, handsome young man (which he still is :D), sporting Amitabh Bachchan's angry young man looks and a similar, if not better, hairdo! Dad will always advise me at this point to never use a hairdryer!! The sharp contrast between the mane in the pics and what was left of it in reality is enough for me to never touch the forbidden apparatus!
Next comes Mom's pics in which she's seen sporting the braided hairdo! Mumma has long hair and till I turned 8, she kept a twin braid hair style! When I was very little, I had a fascination with those braids... if I didn't hold one of each braid in my little hands, I never used to go to sleep! Poor Mumma! But hey! I have a friend who, in his childhood, never went to sleep unless he held on to his mother's ears! LoL! I had a name for braids too... Paapu! Well the word probably had its origin in a melange of Tamil, English, Hindi and kiddie lingo!
Well, I could go on and on and on! Be it about all the pics taken till when I was 7, growing up as the sole scion of my parents, or the pics taken after that period with my sis as the additional member of the clan; pics of us dating back to our early teens... an age when one always feels ugly, ill at ease, gawky; school pics, college pics; pics with family and friends; birthday pics, camping trip pics, vacation pics, etc etc etc.
As after every one of these sessions, I again wondered as to how we never became bored or grew tired of doing the same thing all over again, and that too after a gap of a measly 4 months! But I guess, my parents and sister are a nostalgic bunch as well! Can't be helped... it runs in the family!
I somehow feel pretty young, active, cheerful and happy-go-lucky! Probably it has something to do with the wonderful food I had at home; maybe it was because I feel like my Mumma and Dada's little boy again; or perhaps pulling my sis' leg after a while, though she's all grown up now and age does play spoilsport... Probably it's all of that plus the fact that I was, plain and simple, back home!
They say "Home is where the heart is"... I feel I've left mine back there!
Labels: Family, Nostalgia, Reminiscence
