In an age where men are boys and women have lost their inner girls, we strive to become stronger as people in terms of status, money and all the other materialistic attributes.
Somehow we’ve lost the basics in this rush to grow up and prove our mettle. Competition with colleagues, siblings and the world in general to establish one’s own has made us lose out on the smaller pleasures of life.
Let’s begin with the basic stuff….
Men and Women no longer fit the images in our head. The new age woman, as the term has been coined, is this female who has tremendous strength mentally and the will to convert all her dreams to reality. She somehow has not only convinced herself but the world in general that she is of some super human power to protect her naïve and gentle image as a home maker and also change roles to become this major career woman tackling all sorts of tasks physically and mentally. She has managed by her actions and words to overcome all barriers and in this fight has conveniently ignored the finer things in life… she has lost her innocence and sometimes even the gleam in her eye. This woman we’re talking about is not just your top class executives but the very ordinary middle class train-traveling metropolitan-ite that I’ve grown up watching. She wakes up early to be a good “housewife” and cook and clean and wash her kids up only to find herself running to catch the VT / Churchgate fast to work where she faces mostly this male superior who is only wondering as too why she comes to work when she can sit quietly at home and be a “housewife” (in quotes because no one realizes that it takes more out of a woman to be this than work and come home…most often used in a derogatory manner) than rather hog up a seat where he probably thinks another able “man” would fit! The more she pushes to work and justify her position the more he resists and the more the image in his mind is distorted. This very reason of distortion then brings about this really weird change in the man. He begins to feel as though he isn’t good enough and she is trying to take away from him the only thing he can or rather will prove to be good at… his DOMAIN,… his JUNGLE! He, the Come-of-Age Man, has lost his wildness and readiness to take up challenges only to fear the female counterpart to over shadow him. He probably feels that she hasn’t given up her domain (the home) and has now ventured out into his to overpower. He won’t think of it as a gesture of help or one that shows she wants to share the load. He dint ask her to share it now did he??? And this gesture is never obviously interpreted as “I’m sharing ur load ...can u help me out with mine?” Obviously its asking too much of him to help! He has a family to run! In all this Men are filled with disgust and have this standoffish trait that only makes it difficult for them to peacefully coexist! He doesn’t realize in all this he has lost his gift of being MALE… he has unconsciously given up his scepter when no one asked him too! Instead of taking up the challenge he has begun to sulk and become petulant! He at times now wishes he dint have to stand around and watch Her rule, what’s been his for ages, the way she does, which obviously isn’t the right way according to him, so he doesn’t bother to even HELP… and mind u this is his own kingdom . Somehow with one swoop now everything is bestowed upon her with the ever increasing expectations to serve better at home too just as a final attempt to try and get her back. What ever happened to the old school of thoughts… u come into my domain and I fight you to keep it with me… Fight… here in reference a mental struggle to prove that you’re better at what has been yours since time endless… do that… its all yours … she didn’t really want it in the first place. I feel once that happens and they generally get the feeling that they are meant to do only this and this should be theirs… a feeling of OWNERSHIP and some POSSESSIVENESS to what has been given as legacy to them then things will be easier on the both! Once a man realizes that all that is HIS needs to be constantly fought for and his skills made better to keep this his then he retains his manhood. Similarly when a woman realizes the power she holds and uses it well to nurture herself and the family(what ever she calls family) she has for its betterment she keeps her innocence and glow. The tables have turned that the general basic instinct in both have died… neither are themselves and neither agree they’re not.
A few minor changes in the way of thought and I guess we’re back to have our Men like we used to Love and they get their Women as the sort they’d love to woo!!!
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
Love, remember?
I wish I’d live a life of no regrets
Everyday a perfect sunset!
Each day passes and I get all from it
Still it’s as though there’s something left
People pass by and I notice you
You stop and I know u’ve noticed me too
We move on as so the world does
Backward glance and forward moves
Smile on my lips and hope in my heart
I go on for the remainder days on the chart.
Etched in my memory a face somewhere
But alas tomorrow is another day!
[P.S. For a friend who probably feels this way due to current circumstances! I know It'll be alright in the end .... To better things and people for u my friend.... always here for u]
Everyday a perfect sunset!
Each day passes and I get all from it
Still it’s as though there’s something left
People pass by and I notice you
You stop and I know u’ve noticed me too
We move on as so the world does
Backward glance and forward moves
Smile on my lips and hope in my heart
I go on for the remainder days on the chart.
Etched in my memory a face somewhere
But alas tomorrow is another day!
[P.S. For a friend who probably feels this way due to current circumstances! I know It'll be alright in the end .... To better things and people for u my friend.... always here for u]
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Love Actually
Been noticing this couple since a long long time now and wondering wat the hell were they thinking when they decided to tie the knot!!! And I seriously keep wondering that if they dint find each other then where would they be??? The weirdest thing is that I find this answer in the weirdest places... places where u know it will be it wont really show up... and then when there’s no one around there u see it gleaming in their eyes and then you say “aaahhhhh this is what I want or rather want for the one” .It’s a feeling...yeah I know u know this but I’ll tell u how I came to realise where it really lies.
So he’s an average hard working individual and she’s an average working woman who met at work and well just like any slick man he won her after quite a few one liners and constant persuasion and a wit like none I’ve seen so far. He said he’d be all she ever needed and well she believed him. He loved her and she finally realised she did so too. It took a few months, a lotta patience, a few broken bones and some cooking skills to get them together and ofcourse the gift of the gab that the gentleman was blessed with ;). After all this they took their vows and pledged a lifetime of togetherness. Its definitely not a smooth journey .... its life for heaven sake...when was it supposed to be a cakewalk... its just not a bed of roses. So just like every person they had their ups and downs and trust me enough that most couples now a days would just give up and let go and take their separate ways... I’ve seen most take the easy way out too... but not them. Supporting one another when no one around did and in all this one would think love’s lost for sure and well there were times that I guessed even they questioned its existence but every ray of hope showing better times brought them right back to the day they met and the love just happened all over again...over and over and over. After years of toiling on homeground he decided to venture out seeing that things could be managed here at home. She still thought he cant be by himself and accompanied him in all he did ... some trying times. Its been 25+ yrs and they still went for their evening walks and talks everyday. Then came that day when this could not happen too but still she sat by him reading the news or whatever they could do together. There are times when the whole scene turns into a battlefield of words and general backlash and even namecallin and even at the end of that day they manage to crack some stupid joke and have dinner peacefully. She’s currently out on a trip and just the other day I called to check on them and I heard “its alright she’d be home soon” And the voice on the phone seemed so hopeful and filled with joy that she’s havin a nice time with her school kids somewhere and yet convincing me that he’s ok and anyways all he needs is her.
Thats when I realised I need this...someone who is not just the Mr charming but someone who misses me just because he cant live without me and still keeps it real. You find love in the strangest places and its all about moments like these that give u glimpses of that piece of heaven u want!
[P.S Mummy is obviously something to still keep that fire alive in Dad. Dad definitely still has his way with the Girl!!!!]
So he’s an average hard working individual and she’s an average working woman who met at work and well just like any slick man he won her after quite a few one liners and constant persuasion and a wit like none I’ve seen so far. He said he’d be all she ever needed and well she believed him. He loved her and she finally realised she did so too. It took a few months, a lotta patience, a few broken bones and some cooking skills to get them together and ofcourse the gift of the gab that the gentleman was blessed with ;). After all this they took their vows and pledged a lifetime of togetherness. Its definitely not a smooth journey .... its life for heaven sake...when was it supposed to be a cakewalk... its just not a bed of roses. So just like every person they had their ups and downs and trust me enough that most couples now a days would just give up and let go and take their separate ways... I’ve seen most take the easy way out too... but not them. Supporting one another when no one around did and in all this one would think love’s lost for sure and well there were times that I guessed even they questioned its existence but every ray of hope showing better times brought them right back to the day they met and the love just happened all over again...over and over and over. After years of toiling on homeground he decided to venture out seeing that things could be managed here at home. She still thought he cant be by himself and accompanied him in all he did ... some trying times. Its been 25+ yrs and they still went for their evening walks and talks everyday. Then came that day when this could not happen too but still she sat by him reading the news or whatever they could do together. There are times when the whole scene turns into a battlefield of words and general backlash and even namecallin and even at the end of that day they manage to crack some stupid joke and have dinner peacefully. She’s currently out on a trip and just the other day I called to check on them and I heard “its alright she’d be home soon” And the voice on the phone seemed so hopeful and filled with joy that she’s havin a nice time with her school kids somewhere and yet convincing me that he’s ok and anyways all he needs is her.
Thats when I realised I need this...someone who is not just the Mr charming but someone who misses me just because he cant live without me and still keeps it real. You find love in the strangest places and its all about moments like these that give u glimpses of that piece of heaven u want!
[P.S Mummy is obviously something to still keep that fire alive in Dad. Dad definitely still has his way with the Girl!!!!]
Monday, October 13, 2008
Living
A Hectic week it has been and not due to work pressures in the least. Its due to the fact that the world is full of stupid people that believe that their stupidity is what this world needs.
For a long time now I’ve seen that this world rewards the stupid (or mentally incapable) and ignorant with happiness and peace of mind than the others who believe they can make a difference and even have the balls to begin!
Time, apparently has forgotten what rightfully is its job…. Change! It’s reward to anyone who tries is well not only challenges but undue pain, suffering and the feeling of being left high and dry with nothing to show for it.
There is no such thing as doing the right thing. The parameters against which it is measured is so relative to the ongoing stupidity that in the end the wise are left feeling stupid.
It’s a curse to think and be able to segregate what’s morally right from what’s relatively right. Since all relativity is with mere lesser mortals that basically comprise of filler material to this Matrix we called The World.
The mere fact that you can think outta the frame initially gives you immense pleasure that slowly turns into this feeling of disgust as you know its not worth all the thought put in it and definitely not worth the gallant effort to make the change.
I am the change I tell my self but do I want to change the world is a question often put to my face straight up and with no frills :) So what! I can take that but I know definitely its not worth the things I’m currently doing or the projected future.
I wanted to do just what is right (according to me). That’s not possible I see coz I know the difference between what is morally right and the Widely Accepted RIGHT!
The world in accordance to make things simple has lost control over its basic principles, morals and ethics. People have conveniently started taking everyone for granted to such levels where at times it becomes difficult to understand and see if you’re the problem or the solution.
In efforts to make things easier often we complicate them so much that web we weave gets difficult to get out of so we chose not to see it. A normal person can do this easily as most of us are programmed to ignore…tolerate and cut out off frame. We’re all so Numb that this doesn’t affect us anymore. Keyed puppets, that the simple basic stuff is getting harder to comprehend and one chooses the easy way out always.
It’s tougher when you can see what’s coming to you than when it hits you suddenly. In both cases no one is really equipped to deal with it or handle the pain but the latter is a one shot/blow and recuperation is slow but sure to get you back to the initial equilibrium. In the first case your equilibrium is already way off in the anticipation of what’s gonna hit you that once it does you don’t know if you want to get back to your old life and not sure if the life you make is gonna be relatively Right for u!
Strength has lost its importance. It’s no longer a virtue. It has become something that makes you look foolish eventually in a world where the masses are lost and your the odd one out. Follow the set path…don’t break your line of thought… Tolerate!
Principles, morals and etiquettes get you as far as text book living. The real world is full of idiots. You need more than a theoretical education to handle this. Try not going to school for a change…assimilate from your natural surroundings… go by your gutt instinct … or do whatever you feel it is in you to do. You’d Survive anyways! Why torture your self when survival is all what people today are doing. Living has lost its meaning somewhere between being born and finally resting your body!
For a long time now I’ve seen that this world rewards the stupid (or mentally incapable) and ignorant with happiness and peace of mind than the others who believe they can make a difference and even have the balls to begin!
Time, apparently has forgotten what rightfully is its job…. Change! It’s reward to anyone who tries is well not only challenges but undue pain, suffering and the feeling of being left high and dry with nothing to show for it.
There is no such thing as doing the right thing. The parameters against which it is measured is so relative to the ongoing stupidity that in the end the wise are left feeling stupid.
It’s a curse to think and be able to segregate what’s morally right from what’s relatively right. Since all relativity is with mere lesser mortals that basically comprise of filler material to this Matrix we called The World.
The mere fact that you can think outta the frame initially gives you immense pleasure that slowly turns into this feeling of disgust as you know its not worth all the thought put in it and definitely not worth the gallant effort to make the change.
I am the change I tell my self but do I want to change the world is a question often put to my face straight up and with no frills :) So what! I can take that but I know definitely its not worth the things I’m currently doing or the projected future.
I wanted to do just what is right (according to me). That’s not possible I see coz I know the difference between what is morally right and the Widely Accepted RIGHT!
The world in accordance to make things simple has lost control over its basic principles, morals and ethics. People have conveniently started taking everyone for granted to such levels where at times it becomes difficult to understand and see if you’re the problem or the solution.
In efforts to make things easier often we complicate them so much that web we weave gets difficult to get out of so we chose not to see it. A normal person can do this easily as most of us are programmed to ignore…tolerate and cut out off frame. We’re all so Numb that this doesn’t affect us anymore. Keyed puppets, that the simple basic stuff is getting harder to comprehend and one chooses the easy way out always.
It’s tougher when you can see what’s coming to you than when it hits you suddenly. In both cases no one is really equipped to deal with it or handle the pain but the latter is a one shot/blow and recuperation is slow but sure to get you back to the initial equilibrium. In the first case your equilibrium is already way off in the anticipation of what’s gonna hit you that once it does you don’t know if you want to get back to your old life and not sure if the life you make is gonna be relatively Right for u!
Strength has lost its importance. It’s no longer a virtue. It has become something that makes you look foolish eventually in a world where the masses are lost and your the odd one out. Follow the set path…don’t break your line of thought… Tolerate!
Principles, morals and etiquettes get you as far as text book living. The real world is full of idiots. You need more than a theoretical education to handle this. Try not going to school for a change…assimilate from your natural surroundings… go by your gutt instinct … or do whatever you feel it is in you to do. You’d Survive anyways! Why torture your self when survival is all what people today are doing. Living has lost its meaning somewhere between being born and finally resting your body!
Friday, September 26, 2008
Wake me up when September ends...
Come September and I’m beginning to feel like ROYALTY :D. Everywhere I go (read Bombay, Pune and Bangalore) Its been a roller coaster ride…. And in a fun way!
Right from Shanky’s awesome birthday to the death ride to the Blore airport. Its been totally fun! Oh just incase ppl don’t know it’s the BEST month of the year ALWAYS ;) :P. So it started with a pleasure trip to Bangy a.k.a. Bangawhore! Where I witnessed primitive ass flogging of Shanks ( cool friend from Geometric … something I thank GSSL for) by atleast close to 20 of his classmates. Then I reach back to pune to find wat turned out to be the most awesome of bday surprises till date!
So here I am back in pune September 3rd 2008…. Its 1 pm and I enter my flat with both my roomies chillin and waiting for me to padharo!!! Then I finally lay my ass down on my bed to find this HUGE bday gift wrapped in greeeeeennn shiny paper topped off with pink (really pink) twisted ribbons!
Instructions read : Open Slowly… I oblige by doing so to find well the first of my 16 gifts :D. Considering that in this fast paced life to receive even a greeting is a big deal as everyone has their own shit to deal with and for my roomies to have taken the pains to do this was a big deal!! Trust me I was ecstatic when I started unwrapping the first layer to find that not only was in it the gift but each layer had a small note giving me the reason behind the gift selected.
Every day I woke up eager to unwrap the next layer and all starry eyed once I received the small note with it… I received things I remember I had mentioned months ago and the way they were wrapped was exactly as I wished I’d have gotten them. To add to this already amazing start one fine morning I was handed a letter neatly put in a beautiful envelope. I wondered whats this??? A Bill???? Na kidding hehehehhehe
It was the first of my long chain of letters all the way till a day after d-day.
Totally overwhelmed by the fact that my roomies went thru all this to get most of my friends to write me something is beyond words. I cant imagine the aggravation and questions faced by them… Now I know a few of the questions and well I think it was real big of them to quietly take it all.
So the first letter then the second then the third and so on… With each letter was a surge of emotions and my eyes welled up every time I finished reading one. The Funnest part of all this was the fact that none of them were signed by the author so I had to guess each time I read it after which I could only unwrap my next layer. Some letters were real funny and some struck a chord in my heart. But all of them hold their own place for me. At times it was real real hard to guess as I used to wonder, even if it was a particular friend, how on earth did my roomies contact them??? And when I’d get a “Yes , It is so and so” I’d go like “WTF, how on earth” and they’d go “sab baad main batayenge ki tere liye kya kya papad bele hain”
I was flabbergasted with the enormous efforts and the lovely responses by each and every friend of mine… new and old! They even got my office gang to write me a really cute totally confusing poem for me and place it on my table. WOW!!! Now that’s something I said to myself….i can barely get them to agree for lunch and they got them to write!!! My office gang have been such sweethearts and for what they barely know me like a few months.
Next were letters from gssl guys Shree and Tush…. Total Friggin Jaan’s of mine!!! They have been the sweetest ppl I’ve come across and have seen me through a lot professionally and personally I just can’t imagine wat my time at geometric would have been without them.
Then I have Gautam… he’s the funnest coolest and most HARAMI senior of mine and his words of wisdom got me thru college and well now my quarter life…hehehhehehhe
Not anywhere behind are the sweetest couple I’ve met till date ;) Rajeev and Sameena (Sam a.k.a Khan Sama). They have been there for me I know since what seems like eternity and even though Rajeev calls me chunnu or munnu (I forget) and hates the fact that I verbally take his case almost every time I meet him for marrying a bloody Pakistani (Sam’s not by the way), its amazing to see them both support each other and love each other in such a cool way :D. Their letters though I admit were in the true sense SHORT AND SWEET!
Next my ex – Roomie Vinzzz…. Well we’ve been there done that and now even though milezzz away sent me sunshine and smiles thru the lovely poem she wrote!! Chandigarh main lagta hai bahut bahut maal hai ;)
Coming to Goti! Bosss Rulaoge kya!!! His letter did just that! I dint know he would ever say all that but I’m real glad he did!
Jeet far far from dilli sent me his wishes in full speed :D and as usual made me SMILE!
Then comes Shanksss well reminding me of the good times we’ve had and promising times ahead he never fails to get me in total HHKP mood (Hus Hus Ke Pagal)
One of the best advice I’ve got in a while and from a real new friend of mine who by writing all that showed he gave a rat’s ass (though he’ll deny) was Amit! Dude I know u care :P
I never knew I’d inspire someone to write and that too in stipulated time with articulate words and rhythmic tone. For knowing him for wat a few months and few meetings it was quite something to have received such a beautifully put birthday wish that felt too good to be true! Thanks Dee ;)
Then I have my naughtier half write me loads of stuff in her own style with max masala and totall faltugiri that had so much of underlyin feelings that I still can’t imagine ke kammeeeeennnzzzz ne itna kuch likha mere liye….. Probably more than her Fuckin CA exam papers!!! To kaminnnzzzz Ansh – Karamjali – Anjali! The Jaans U are!!!
Then I have my oldest and strongest pillar Hitesh write me something that I never thought would happen!! Handwritten!!! Hell Yeah…the bastards not written a word since BA and now finally he writes. Dipped with cynicism he still cant help but tell me he CARES and I love that!!! Hehehhehe dude amazing stuff that was!
Last but definitely not the least was Richa’s lovely poem that graced the handcrafted pages of Chimanlal in a totally awesome envelope (im crazy about stationery bare with me) written with wat I believe a Cross pen ;). Not that all this wasn’t flattery enough I had everythin I wanted right there sent for me from her in wish format and speed delivered by the GODS ;)
Even as this was done I had loads of phone calls … Amazing bouquets with exotic flowers and even loads of chocolate cake, strawberry pie and trifle pudding (yes diet ki toh max bajj hi gayi thi … but amazingly I dint gain wait) I ate and made merry all week almost got my ass kicked at work with some stuff piling on… went gallivanting and then eventually completed stuff. Weekend came and I was in Blore on the Friday itself on office work. Finished up at office and hit a nice disc with friends and continued the party next morning blowing smoke away again at mocha’s. I'm thinking of investing in them soon enough as I’ve made it my second home .First being office ;). Reached Bombay – Sapno ki nagri and voila had a sexy piece of jewelery waiting on my dressing table with a note “happy birthday – hope this is the best so far - Aki” and well who’s denyin that it wasn’t . The merriment continued and I had a blast with my folks and chilled at home with a couple of drinks and lotsa a sexy homemade food – chicken (my bro’s style) and well there was other stuff :D
So there we go its barely been a week now and I’m still all wondering “What Hit Me?”
“Am I really really dreaming or did all this just happen to me”.
At this point all I could think of was the song “King of Wishful Thinking” (OST Pretty Woman) and I still cant stop Smiling . I feel like a QUEEN and whose to blame me for all u know YOU PUT ME UP THERE!!!
Thanks a Ton again to EVERY SINGLE DUDE and DUDETTE!!!!
Right from Shanky’s awesome birthday to the death ride to the Blore airport. Its been totally fun! Oh just incase ppl don’t know it’s the BEST month of the year ALWAYS ;) :P. So it started with a pleasure trip to Bangy a.k.a. Bangawhore! Where I witnessed primitive ass flogging of Shanks ( cool friend from Geometric … something I thank GSSL for) by atleast close to 20 of his classmates. Then I reach back to pune to find wat turned out to be the most awesome of bday surprises till date!
So here I am back in pune September 3rd 2008…. Its 1 pm and I enter my flat with both my roomies chillin and waiting for me to padharo!!! Then I finally lay my ass down on my bed to find this HUGE bday gift wrapped in greeeeeennn shiny paper topped off with pink (really pink) twisted ribbons!
Instructions read : Open Slowly… I oblige by doing so to find well the first of my 16 gifts :D. Considering that in this fast paced life to receive even a greeting is a big deal as everyone has their own shit to deal with and for my roomies to have taken the pains to do this was a big deal!! Trust me I was ecstatic when I started unwrapping the first layer to find that not only was in it the gift but each layer had a small note giving me the reason behind the gift selected.
Every day I woke up eager to unwrap the next layer and all starry eyed once I received the small note with it… I received things I remember I had mentioned months ago and the way they were wrapped was exactly as I wished I’d have gotten them. To add to this already amazing start one fine morning I was handed a letter neatly put in a beautiful envelope. I wondered whats this??? A Bill???? Na kidding hehehehhehe
It was the first of my long chain of letters all the way till a day after d-day.
Totally overwhelmed by the fact that my roomies went thru all this to get most of my friends to write me something is beyond words. I cant imagine the aggravation and questions faced by them… Now I know a few of the questions and well I think it was real big of them to quietly take it all.
So the first letter then the second then the third and so on… With each letter was a surge of emotions and my eyes welled up every time I finished reading one. The Funnest part of all this was the fact that none of them were signed by the author so I had to guess each time I read it after which I could only unwrap my next layer. Some letters were real funny and some struck a chord in my heart. But all of them hold their own place for me. At times it was real real hard to guess as I used to wonder, even if it was a particular friend, how on earth did my roomies contact them??? And when I’d get a “Yes , It is so and so” I’d go like “WTF, how on earth” and they’d go “sab baad main batayenge ki tere liye kya kya papad bele hain”
I was flabbergasted with the enormous efforts and the lovely responses by each and every friend of mine… new and old! They even got my office gang to write me a really cute totally confusing poem for me and place it on my table. WOW!!! Now that’s something I said to myself….i can barely get them to agree for lunch and they got them to write!!! My office gang have been such sweethearts and for what they barely know me like a few months.
Next were letters from gssl guys Shree and Tush…. Total Friggin Jaan’s of mine!!! They have been the sweetest ppl I’ve come across and have seen me through a lot professionally and personally I just can’t imagine wat my time at geometric would have been without them.
Then I have Gautam… he’s the funnest coolest and most HARAMI senior of mine and his words of wisdom got me thru college and well now my quarter life…hehehhehehhe
Not anywhere behind are the sweetest couple I’ve met till date ;) Rajeev and Sameena (Sam a.k.a Khan Sama). They have been there for me I know since what seems like eternity and even though Rajeev calls me chunnu or munnu (I forget) and hates the fact that I verbally take his case almost every time I meet him for marrying a bloody Pakistani (Sam’s not by the way), its amazing to see them both support each other and love each other in such a cool way :D. Their letters though I admit were in the true sense SHORT AND SWEET!
Next my ex – Roomie Vinzzz…. Well we’ve been there done that and now even though milezzz away sent me sunshine and smiles thru the lovely poem she wrote!! Chandigarh main lagta hai bahut bahut maal hai ;)
Coming to Goti! Bosss Rulaoge kya!!! His letter did just that! I dint know he would ever say all that but I’m real glad he did!
Jeet far far from dilli sent me his wishes in full speed :D and as usual made me SMILE!
Then comes Shanksss well reminding me of the good times we’ve had and promising times ahead he never fails to get me in total HHKP mood (Hus Hus Ke Pagal)
One of the best advice I’ve got in a while and from a real new friend of mine who by writing all that showed he gave a rat’s ass (though he’ll deny) was Amit! Dude I know u care :P
I never knew I’d inspire someone to write and that too in stipulated time with articulate words and rhythmic tone. For knowing him for wat a few months and few meetings it was quite something to have received such a beautifully put birthday wish that felt too good to be true! Thanks Dee ;)
Then I have my naughtier half write me loads of stuff in her own style with max masala and totall faltugiri that had so much of underlyin feelings that I still can’t imagine ke kammeeeeennnzzzz ne itna kuch likha mere liye….. Probably more than her Fuckin CA exam papers!!! To kaminnnzzzz Ansh – Karamjali – Anjali! The Jaans U are!!!
Then I have my oldest and strongest pillar Hitesh write me something that I never thought would happen!! Handwritten!!! Hell Yeah…the bastards not written a word since BA and now finally he writes. Dipped with cynicism he still cant help but tell me he CARES and I love that!!! Hehehhehe dude amazing stuff that was!
Last but definitely not the least was Richa’s lovely poem that graced the handcrafted pages of Chimanlal in a totally awesome envelope (im crazy about stationery bare with me) written with wat I believe a Cross pen ;). Not that all this wasn’t flattery enough I had everythin I wanted right there sent for me from her in wish format and speed delivered by the GODS ;)
Even as this was done I had loads of phone calls … Amazing bouquets with exotic flowers and even loads of chocolate cake, strawberry pie and trifle pudding (yes diet ki toh max bajj hi gayi thi … but amazingly I dint gain wait) I ate and made merry all week almost got my ass kicked at work with some stuff piling on… went gallivanting and then eventually completed stuff. Weekend came and I was in Blore on the Friday itself on office work. Finished up at office and hit a nice disc with friends and continued the party next morning blowing smoke away again at mocha’s. I'm thinking of investing in them soon enough as I’ve made it my second home .First being office ;). Reached Bombay – Sapno ki nagri and voila had a sexy piece of jewelery waiting on my dressing table with a note “happy birthday – hope this is the best so far - Aki” and well who’s denyin that it wasn’t . The merriment continued and I had a blast with my folks and chilled at home with a couple of drinks and lotsa a sexy homemade food – chicken (my bro’s style) and well there was other stuff :D
So there we go its barely been a week now and I’m still all wondering “What Hit Me?”
“Am I really really dreaming or did all this just happen to me”.
At this point all I could think of was the song “King of Wishful Thinking” (OST Pretty Woman) and I still cant stop Smiling . I feel like a QUEEN and whose to blame me for all u know YOU PUT ME UP THERE!!!
Thanks a Ton again to EVERY SINGLE DUDE and DUDETTE!!!!
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Moments ...
I know I’m expressive
And the look was all u needed
I shouldn’t be writing this
But this time my heart has pleaded
I love u way too much now to stop
I have to say it else I’ll drop
Today the rhyme is not even there
I think the minds got no time to spare
All I want to say is flowing out
I feel like I need to burst out and Shout!!!
And say Oh Babe Ur the best!!!
U put even my restless mind to rest!
I can’t begin to imagine now a day without you
I know u think of the same thing too
Time will pass and spaces shall fill
You and I, together will be still
If not by distance but in time we reside
No one can take from us these moments kept aside!!!
[This piece has been long due as I hadn't found the appropriate words ...i still think i could do better but well here it is... dyin to go out to her..... RICHA]
And the look was all u needed
I shouldn’t be writing this
But this time my heart has pleaded
I love u way too much now to stop
I have to say it else I’ll drop
Today the rhyme is not even there
I think the minds got no time to spare
All I want to say is flowing out
I feel like I need to burst out and Shout!!!
And say Oh Babe Ur the best!!!
U put even my restless mind to rest!
I can’t begin to imagine now a day without you
I know u think of the same thing too
Time will pass and spaces shall fill
You and I, together will be still
If not by distance but in time we reside
No one can take from us these moments kept aside!!!
[This piece has been long due as I hadn't found the appropriate words ...i still think i could do better but well here it is... dyin to go out to her..... RICHA]
Friday, September 5, 2008
Photographic memory!
I can see every line change on your face still
Every bent brow move with new thrills
Eyes that express more than thousand words
A gaze that cuts through silence with swords.
Eye lashes curled to cover the sneakish peak,
Lips pursed as though your about to speak.
You blow a thick smoke way above ground
And then be smug and look for smiles all around.
A hoarse voice to bowl everyone over
A wit that makes a drunken b’com sober!
Memory has captured what a lens would not
And still u say a PHOTO I have not????
Every bent brow move with new thrills
Eyes that express more than thousand words
A gaze that cuts through silence with swords.
Eye lashes curled to cover the sneakish peak,
Lips pursed as though your about to speak.
You blow a thick smoke way above ground
And then be smug and look for smiles all around.
A hoarse voice to bowl everyone over
A wit that makes a drunken b’com sober!
Memory has captured what a lens would not
And still u say a PHOTO I have not????
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Home is where the heart is…
I’ve been moving a lot in the past few months as u might’ve guessed from all the posts recently and the soul searchin for all those who live with me. After all that I’ve finally taken a decision to live where I really really want to and not where it’s most practical to be. I’ve always known to be a person that’s practical and reasonable but I know for a fact its very rarely wat I truly want or fancy. This time I’m following my heart to a dear place where there’s a smile on everyone’s face and this warmth I long for that just glows and brightens up this power cut prone city
Yes! U guessed right I’m moving back to my old place in Aundh. For all those who don’t know I live in Pune or rather reside (currently) here and for the past few months (namely 2) have been residing in Kalyani Nagar, a stone’s throw away from my workplace, which apparently was considered as a major boon to be cutting down on all the “traffuck” (sorry I’m takin this on udhar) jams and shit ass roads and cribs of autowalas and ofcourse sky rocketed tarrifs to get there. I somehow like the ride to work from aundh …its lovely and in the rains it feels great. I love the rains even though they’ve screwed my new pair of shoes real bad… but its me and my music all the way home to my smiley lovey dovey roomies Richu and Anshhh (karamjali) hahahhahahah. Btw miss Vinzzz a lot too :D.
I found out that I don’t fancy change so much… I can live in a particular way for years with frequent trips to various places(I love to travel) but in the end I need to come home or a place like that ;). Everyone’s (including me) always convincing you that change is good… ya my arse it is… it’s good if ur happy… it’s good if ur satisfied… its good if u have someone to share it with… otherwise it’s a fuckin pain in the arse I tell ya.
It’s everytime something changes u need to start from scratch and it would be a lil nice if u had ppl around u who u were comfortable with to share ur discoveries and failures. I love makin friends but cant stand the fact that I need to every now and then adjust personal space for the fact that ppl around me keep either getting transferred , shift jobs or bloody hell get married. Change is fine if its with nature, politics and sensex u know!!
For me I like things the way I like it and who doesn’t. Everywhere I go I try making something of this vagabondish life I have to make it seem more livable and lovable ;).
So it all comes down to finding and maintaining a certain SPACE for oneself.
As long as I get that I don’t really care if it’s a place in PALI hills (Mumbai) or Pimpri/Chinchwad (pune). So on this note I will stop wasting precious work hours on bloggin silently while my build is failing on the unix machine…chalo tata..till I post another one.
Yes! U guessed right I’m moving back to my old place in Aundh. For all those who don’t know I live in Pune or rather reside (currently) here and for the past few months (namely 2) have been residing in Kalyani Nagar, a stone’s throw away from my workplace, which apparently was considered as a major boon to be cutting down on all the “traffuck” (sorry I’m takin this on udhar) jams and shit ass roads and cribs of autowalas and ofcourse sky rocketed tarrifs to get there. I somehow like the ride to work from aundh …its lovely and in the rains it feels great. I love the rains even though they’ve screwed my new pair of shoes real bad… but its me and my music all the way home to my smiley lovey dovey roomies Richu and Anshhh (karamjali) hahahhahahah. Btw miss Vinzzz a lot too :D.
I found out that I don’t fancy change so much… I can live in a particular way for years with frequent trips to various places(I love to travel) but in the end I need to come home or a place like that ;). Everyone’s (including me) always convincing you that change is good… ya my arse it is… it’s good if ur happy… it’s good if ur satisfied… its good if u have someone to share it with… otherwise it’s a fuckin pain in the arse I tell ya.
It’s everytime something changes u need to start from scratch and it would be a lil nice if u had ppl around u who u were comfortable with to share ur discoveries and failures. I love makin friends but cant stand the fact that I need to every now and then adjust personal space for the fact that ppl around me keep either getting transferred , shift jobs or bloody hell get married. Change is fine if its with nature, politics and sensex u know!!
For me I like things the way I like it and who doesn’t. Everywhere I go I try making something of this vagabondish life I have to make it seem more livable and lovable ;).
So it all comes down to finding and maintaining a certain SPACE for oneself.
As long as I get that I don’t really care if it’s a place in PALI hills (Mumbai) or Pimpri/Chinchwad (pune). So on this note I will stop wasting precious work hours on bloggin silently while my build is failing on the unix machine…chalo tata..till I post another one.
Friday, July 18, 2008
Want!
I dont wanna sleep
It doesnt help me anymore
I feel this eternal want for somethin more.
I dont wanna sleep
I’m sure u know why
I love watchin u from where I lie.
I dont wanna sleep
Dont ask me once again
My morning doesn't ever begin before ten.
I dont wanna sleep
It’s not meant for me
If I close my eyes I won’t have u to see
I dont wanna sleep
I’ve said all there is
I'll watch u now in your peaceful bliss.
(Yesterday afternoon while I was chillin at my desk and feeling terribly sleepy a colleague of mine Nibsss gave me an assignment! It's submission time I guess :D)
It doesnt help me anymore
I feel this eternal want for somethin more.
I dont wanna sleep
I’m sure u know why
I love watchin u from where I lie.
I dont wanna sleep
Dont ask me once again
My morning doesn't ever begin before ten.
I dont wanna sleep
It’s not meant for me
If I close my eyes I won’t have u to see
I dont wanna sleep
I’ve said all there is
I'll watch u now in your peaceful bliss.
(Yesterday afternoon while I was chillin at my desk and feeling terribly sleepy a colleague of mine Nibsss gave me an assignment! It's submission time I guess :D)
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Change...
Well so here I am again thinking of moving from where I am and reassessing the whole god damn thing over and over again. Pros and cons and the whole thing you know. But in the end all this time invested in coming to a decision would be based on a particular momentary development or change and on none of these speculations, but, I atleast have something to tell myself as too why my erratic behavior has a prior calculated motive or risk. Total Faltu Bakwaas in short! I always do what I am driven to do at heightened moments. I don’t regret my decisions coz they’re mine and not really forced upon but yeah sometimes driven by forces other than self generated.
So coming back to something that you would understand rather than just me rambling away to glory. Hehehehhehe. Yeah so I’ve shifted residence recently from one end of Pune to another and realized that though its been quite a while that I’ve wanted to live there I really don’t fancy the place that much… infact not at all really these days…. It has nothing to do with roomies or the place as such coz that’s fantastic and I really don’t give either of them to grow on me so I’d like them :D… its just that I have so much I’ve left behind that I really never wanted to… not for atleast a few more months I believe.
Sometimes I feel I’d rather have other ppl move to their new places and then u know me search for something new too…but here it wasn’t that way…I left a perfectly set life of mine to come to a place I’ve always wanted to live in but I ain’t Livin at all. Then again I think it’s an awesome change but who am I kiddin right??? Its just another whole pain in tha ass situation that I need to start everythin from scratch and am not even convinced if I want to do it!
Anyways I feel its enough of thinking and I’m just gonna make the best of it till I find the perfect reason to go HOME :D (for those who don’t know that’s Bombay) Its one place I can never get bored of… it has a perfect blend of much required pace and opportunity to make a NAUJWAN stay JAWAN hehehehhehe. Till the next move then.
So coming back to something that you would understand rather than just me rambling away to glory. Hehehehhehe. Yeah so I’ve shifted residence recently from one end of Pune to another and realized that though its been quite a while that I’ve wanted to live there I really don’t fancy the place that much… infact not at all really these days…. It has nothing to do with roomies or the place as such coz that’s fantastic and I really don’t give either of them to grow on me so I’d like them :D… its just that I have so much I’ve left behind that I really never wanted to… not for atleast a few more months I believe.
Sometimes I feel I’d rather have other ppl move to their new places and then u know me search for something new too…but here it wasn’t that way…I left a perfectly set life of mine to come to a place I’ve always wanted to live in but I ain’t Livin at all. Then again I think it’s an awesome change but who am I kiddin right??? Its just another whole pain in tha ass situation that I need to start everythin from scratch and am not even convinced if I want to do it!
Anyways I feel its enough of thinking and I’m just gonna make the best of it till I find the perfect reason to go HOME :D (for those who don’t know that’s Bombay) Its one place I can never get bored of… it has a perfect blend of much required pace and opportunity to make a NAUJWAN stay JAWAN hehehehhehe. Till the next move then.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Monday, May 26, 2008
Burning Desire!!!!!
What is it that keeps me coming back to you?
What is it that burns a fire in me so true?
My lips touch you and flames burn up,
Every breath I take my stomach churns up.
The circles around, to the skies they soar,
The air moves up keeping me gasping for more.
Long and slender my fingers feel you up,
And though you slip thru them we begin from where we left off!
I know you'd wish it wouldn’t end so soon,
Every puff that I take brings you to your doom.
I love you so much and will till the end.
Ur my only darlin Classic Milds pack of ten ;)
What is it that burns a fire in me so true?
My lips touch you and flames burn up,
Every breath I take my stomach churns up.
The circles around, to the skies they soar,
The air moves up keeping me gasping for more.
Long and slender my fingers feel you up,
And though you slip thru them we begin from where we left off!
I know you'd wish it wouldn’t end so soon,
Every puff that I take brings you to your doom.
I love you so much and will till the end.
Ur my only darlin Classic Milds pack of ten ;)
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Strength ...
Shattered pieces of glass
Broken window panes
Doors once opened are
Shut, never to be opened again
A sigh and deep breath
A hopeful morning seeks
A lonely winter night
Reminding of the silence of the creek
With closed eyes and a prayer in the heart
Each day begins unfold
Wondering what mysteries
And fortunes would come to a heart of gold.
The strong be given a curse
To bear all the burdens they can
The weak lay inside
While their life’s go by a plan.
No risks shall be taken
No battles be fought again
Till I see the treasures
Of my winnings since I was ten.
All that was won before
And over and over again
Come to add strength and character
To the woman who’d be won by the strongest man!
(Note: Its an Ode' to all the women i know and all the strength they have... A week later than women's day but i guess its better this way ;) )
Broken window panes
Doors once opened are
Shut, never to be opened again
A sigh and deep breath
A hopeful morning seeks
A lonely winter night
Reminding of the silence of the creek
With closed eyes and a prayer in the heart
Each day begins unfold
Wondering what mysteries
And fortunes would come to a heart of gold.
The strong be given a curse
To bear all the burdens they can
The weak lay inside
While their life’s go by a plan.
No risks shall be taken
No battles be fought again
Till I see the treasures
Of my winnings since I was ten.
All that was won before
And over and over again
Come to add strength and character
To the woman who’d be won by the strongest man!
(Note: Its an Ode' to all the women i know and all the strength they have... A week later than women's day but i guess its better this way ;) )
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
The way I Are
I know why I am the way I am…
Its not for u to see… its not for me to show…
It struck me today why I am really this way. There are so many things I haven’t discovered about myself that it would be totally unfair to let a total stranger be burdened with the expectations of someone who doesn’t know what she wants or is capable of attaining. They say GOD (yes! I’m not an atheist … just not ritualistic) works in mysterious ways and well everything that happens, happens for good.
Unless one knows what they can or cannot do or should or shouldn’t give up they shouldn’t jump on decisions. Every lesson one learns makes them stronger and a lil wiser in treading much more carefully and not hurting oneself and others involved in their lives at the various stages and phases they go through.
I totally believe everyone is responsible for all that they do, say or have and at any point if “shit happens” its all one’s fault or doing only. No outsider can be blamed or thrashed with the crap that you urself got into. Also it’s pretty likely that if u don’t know what u truly deserve and need then your bound to make mistakes and well humanly blame ;) someone else for it.
It’s just that I feel every once in a while a self appraisal is good and needed. You need to know what u need and what u want and whether they together make sense… it’s like the perfect blend of music an lyrics. It’s also whether u deserve what u want and whether what u want deserves you. Maybe you’d get better maybe you wont… at the end of the day it’ll be exactly what you need.
I just resigned from my current job and realized that it’s not because I hated my job or anything, its because I realized I deserved more and that THAT MORE deserved me.
Similarly a lot of people deserve more than they have and well those who don’t deserve compensate for it in other ways. What goes around comes around so I know for sure that atleast smiles, khoob saara pyar evum chumiyan are only on their way back along with the very witty sarcasm I have been throwing at people and the general taunts :) so well I’m ready! Gimme your best shot and I’ll take it all down with a pinch of salt and a huge smile on my face coz that’s one thing that’s always gonna be mine :)
Its not for u to see… its not for me to show…
It struck me today why I am really this way. There are so many things I haven’t discovered about myself that it would be totally unfair to let a total stranger be burdened with the expectations of someone who doesn’t know what she wants or is capable of attaining. They say GOD (yes! I’m not an atheist … just not ritualistic) works in mysterious ways and well everything that happens, happens for good.
Unless one knows what they can or cannot do or should or shouldn’t give up they shouldn’t jump on decisions. Every lesson one learns makes them stronger and a lil wiser in treading much more carefully and not hurting oneself and others involved in their lives at the various stages and phases they go through.
I totally believe everyone is responsible for all that they do, say or have and at any point if “shit happens” its all one’s fault or doing only. No outsider can be blamed or thrashed with the crap that you urself got into. Also it’s pretty likely that if u don’t know what u truly deserve and need then your bound to make mistakes and well humanly blame ;) someone else for it.
It’s just that I feel every once in a while a self appraisal is good and needed. You need to know what u need and what u want and whether they together make sense… it’s like the perfect blend of music an lyrics. It’s also whether u deserve what u want and whether what u want deserves you. Maybe you’d get better maybe you wont… at the end of the day it’ll be exactly what you need.
I just resigned from my current job and realized that it’s not because I hated my job or anything, its because I realized I deserved more and that THAT MORE deserved me.
Similarly a lot of people deserve more than they have and well those who don’t deserve compensate for it in other ways. What goes around comes around so I know for sure that atleast smiles, khoob saara pyar evum chumiyan are only on their way back along with the very witty sarcasm I have been throwing at people and the general taunts :) so well I’m ready! Gimme your best shot and I’ll take it all down with a pinch of salt and a huge smile on my face coz that’s one thing that’s always gonna be mine :)
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Last Ride Together
This is something I came across and its not like me to put up something that I haven't written..but I guess its apt for all I feel right now and I wish I'd not lose my own form of expression and have to put this up.
But anyways here goes people...enjoy!!!
Last Ride Together
by Robert Browning
(1812-1889)
I said---Then, dearest, since 'tis so,
Since now at length my fate I know,
Since nothing all my love avails,
Since all, my life seemed meant for, fails,
Since this was written and needs must be---
My whole heart rises up to bless
Your name in pride and thankfulness!
Take back the hope you gave,---I claim
---Only a memory of the same,
---And this beside, if you will not blame,
Your leave for one more last ride with me.
II.
My mistress bent that brow of hers;
Those deep dark eyes where pride demurs
When pity would be softening through,
Fixed me, a breathing-while or two,
With life or death in the balance: right!
The blood replenished me again;
My last thought was at least not vain:
I and my mistress, side by side
Shall be together, breathe and ride,
So, one day more am I deified.
Who knows but the world may end tonight?
III.
Hush! if you saw some western cloud
All billowy-bosomed, over-bowed
By many benedictions---sun's
And moon's and evening-star's at once---
And so, you, looking and loving best,
Conscious grew, your passion drew
Cloud, sunset, moonrise, star-shine too,
Down on you, near and yet more near,
Till flesh must fade for heaven was here!---
Thus leant she and lingered---joy and fear!
Thus lay she a moment on my breast.
IV.
Then we began to ride. My soul
Smoothed itself out, a long-cramped scroll
Freshening and fluttering in the wind.
Past hopes already lay behind.
What need to strive with a life awry?
Had I said that, had I done this,
So might I gain, so might I miss.
Might she have loved me? just as well
She might have hated, who can tell!
Where had I been now if the worst befell?
And here we are riding, she and I.
V.
Fail I alone, in words and deeds?
Why, all men strive and who succeeds?
We rode; it seemed my spirit flew,
Saw other regions, cities new,
As the world rushed by on either side.
I thought,---All labour, yet no less
Bear up beneath their unsuccess.
Look at the end of work, contrast
The petty done, the undone vast,
This present of theirs with the hopeful past!
I hoped she would love me; here we ride.
VI.
What hand and brain went ever paired?
What heart alike conceived and dared?
What act proved all its thought had been?
What will but felt the fleshly screen?
We ride and I see her bosom heave.
There's many a crown for who can reach,
Ten lines, a statesman's life in each!
The flag stuck on a heap of bones,
A soldier's doing! what atones?
They scratch his name on the Abbey-stones.
My riding is better, by their leave.
VII.
What does it all mean, poet? Well,
Your brains beat into rhythm, you tell
What we felt only; you expressed
You hold things beautiful the best,
And pace them in rhyme so, side by side.
'Tis something, nay 'tis much: but then,
Have you yourself what's best for men?
Are you---poor, sick, old ere your time---
Nearer one whit your own sublime
Than we who never have turned a rhyme?
Sing, riding's a joy! For me, I ride.
VIII.
And you, great sculptor---so, you gave
A score of years to Art, her slave,
And that's your Venus, whence we turn
To yonder girl that fords the burn!
You acquiesce, and shall I repine?
What, man of music, you grown grey
With notes and nothing else to say,
Is this your sole praise from a friend,
``Greatly his opera's strains intend,
``Put in music we know how fashions end!''
I gave my youth; but we ride, in fine.
IX.
Who knows what's fit for us? Had fate
Proposed bliss here should sublimate
My being---had I signed the bond---
Still one must lead some life beyond,
Have a bliss to die with, dim-descried.
This foot once planted on the goal,
This glory-garland round my soul,
Could I descry such? Try and test!
I sink back shuddering from the quest.
Earth being so good, would heaven seem best?
Now, heaven and she are beyond this ride.
X.
And yet---she has not spoke so long!
What if heaven be that, fair and strong
At life's best, with our eyes upturned
Whither life's flower is first discerned,
We, fixed so, ever should so abide?
What if we still ride on, we two
With life for ever old yet new,
Changed not in kind but in degree,
The instant made eternity,---
And heaven just prove that I and she
Ride, ride together, for ever ride?
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