expressing myself...

Yeh sali Zindagi

2011-12-06T12:23:00.000-08:00

Meri jaan, meri jaan,
My love, My love

Meri jaan tu ye bata,
My love, you just tell me this

Khud se karun wafa, ya tujhse karun!
Should I be faithful to you or to myself

Sachhe jhute wadon se hona hai kya,
No matter what true or false promises you make

humko nahi pata hai jab,
When we dont know

kal hoga kya...
what's gonna happen tomorrow

Jindagi pe tera mera kisi ka na zor hai,
Nobody has control on thislife

hum sochte hain kuchh, woh sali sochti kuchh aur hai,
We plan something and she plans something else for us

ye zindagi, ye sali zindagi...
this life, this fucking life

I was watching this movie and I came across the reality of life. Its a damn fucking truth that you wont know what will happen next in your life, where will it takes you or dump you.

A Party to remember !!!

2011-07-06T12:20:00.000-07:00

Today I came back from office very early as I wanted to complete my pending novel "Catch-22" but i got call from my friend to come to a pub as they were celebrating for this tour to USA. I rushed to reach the venue and I found some of my very close frnds in which there was a lady frnd of mine also. We enjoyed alot, had fun, drunk to brink, puffed and decided to watch a movie together at 12. But we were accompaning a lady friend who was married and her husband was waiting for her. She was enjoying to her fullest with us, she was not wrong in any aspect but but but....there was a concern, not for her but for us that her husband is there who can feel bad about all this. I dont know what he is, what he thinks about all this but i think that she has right to enjoy her life and to enjoy it even if she is married or committed. Her husband understands her best, he is very cool and very cooperative as we had some of the parties with him also but then he is a man, chauvinistic by his nature, which is very obvious.
He could have felt bad but its natural but my frnds thought that its all mistake of that girl as she is very much outgoing and try to enjoy her life. For me, she is very good person but she should understand what her husband wants from her, thats it.

For others, she is betraying her husband but in actual she is not. She is pure and friendly and best. The only thing is that we should leave them on their own and should not judge what she is or what he is, but we do, they do, and that spoils everything.
I enjoyed the evening but i wanted them to understand her but they are typical Indian husbands who dont understand his wife but can do anything what they want.
I really hate such mentality but in the end they are my frnds... i wud have to make them understand !!!!!

Finally a new life... MBA

2011-06-24T13:11:00.000-07:00

Finally, after a long period of silence, I got the chance to write on my blog. This means that I have something to tell to someone but didn't find anyone suitable so thought to mould it into words and place it here safely.

Huh...after a long rush of almost 6 months which included my joining of new company, GE, working for almost 4 months in which I got the chance to go to Italy where I enjoyed with my friends and then coming back and resign. Resign for what I supposed to be my dream, might not be long term but then also I was freaking out to do MBA from a good college and now somehow I have this opportunity. After a long 3 years, I am going to fulful my dream of MBA. I don't know why but this single idea had made me mad. Mad for 3 years. I used to think only about it and made every effort to crack it. I tried alot, I tried hard but my situations and conditions put a break at every step I took. May be I sound looser but back to those old days when I was preparing, I got lots of hurdles, impediments that I wanted to clear.
Finally after getting a decent percentile in CAT, I got a decent college (I wont say the best). I was in hurry as I didn't want to loose this opportunity as I was not sure whether I would be able to get it again or not. I grabbed it in a first go. I resigned from the company and now waiting for the joining. But after all this, I struck with fever and sitting on my bed, analysing what I did, I am confused of what I did.
This is the time when I am in peace and analysing the situation. Did I hurried to take the decision or it was the best opportunity I could get. I don't know. I wanted MBA desperately which made me crazy. Waiting for one more year would have been very difficult for me. Now after 2 years, I would not be in hurry of anything, me and my job, that's it !!! I hope !!!
This journey of 3 years has really changed me. During my B.tech, I was completely different and now when I see myself then I find what I have gone through these harsh years.
Lots of turmoils, professionally, personally and emotionally. Then also people think that I got what they couldn't. A nice, cool life of mine for them, but for me I was the sufferer.
Although I enjoyed every bit, now I want myself in a new way, in a new world and in a new avatar hopefully......

Hail Pakistan !!!

2010-12-03T12:10:00.000-08:00

Today I was surfing the net and tumbled on a link on facebook. I tracked the link and found that it was a link of You Tube having songs of Tina Sani, a Pakistani singer who sung this song in a show called Coke Studio. I can bet you, you won’t find a single such show hosted in Indian television where they really acknowledge the real talent in music, where they really care about the great renditions and give platforms to such divine and soulful singers.
That lady and the band were just awesome. I was awestruck with the live performance and that too of such a hard song to sing.
I just followed the mood and continued searching some more songs from that show with other singers. To my surprise, there were almost all the best singers of our time, from Rahat Fateh Ali Khan to Azmat Ali, to Ammanat Ali to Strings, giving their best performances.
I could see one thing common in all of them. They were all Pakistanis, not because it was a Pakistani show but because if we really count the great singers of our time then they are all Pakistanis. I feel a sense of awe with these people. They are way ahead of us in terms of music. They have soul, a divine touch, peace in their music. They are all best. They would take you to another world where there would be no wars, no terrorism, no borders, and no chaos, nothing at al. What an irony. Country where terrorism evolved, flourished has some divine tools to take you away from that also.
I personally believe that it’s not the common man who goes for these extremist measures to rule the world; it’s the crooked, corrupt politicians who do this.
This country is as same as ours, with lots of people in search of peace, aman, love and care.
These songs and singers are result of their search. These songs make me feel much better. Pakistan is the country that has still led classical music to survive even in this fast going selfish world. Our tradition and culture is procured by Pakistanis and we still feel hatred for them.
If we really see the music they have, we would find that we all are same, we can never separate, and at least our people can never, even if they separate the boundaries.
Who the fuck cares ……………..!

Nothing official

2010-11-29T08:22:00.000-08:00

ye sard mausam,
ye tanha dil,
jaane dhoondhe kisko,
na jaane kya hai manzil.

Ye soonapan,
ye dil ki gehraai,
khaali hai ye vadiyan,
sooni si sham aayi.

Be unique

2010-11-26T10:46:00.000-08:00

I was wondering what to do, what is right. There are several people around us who do great, who despite of so many hurdles in their life, so many problems they have faced, so many impediments they cross, are able to do something great, something what bring them praise, popularity, success and accolades from everyone. They are the bravest of the brave, highly determined and very courageous, who even after loosing so much gets much more than what they aspire for.
What is special in those people who grow above their circumstances, fight all their hurdles and come out clean, safe and shining.
Are these people really special or they are just like us, or rather just like me who are a normal person but once decided can go to any extent, but unfortunately never cross that line to fight the whole world and be a winner at the end.
Then suddenly I think about some of the examples in our daily life. Whenever I have any confusion about the life, about what god would have thought about in making such persons, I tend to see around me, I try to visualise the nature and find whether it happens around us also or not. And to my surprise, i found that we have numerous examples of such cases where millions of species fight for something and at last it is the one only who crosses all the barriers and wins the race.
Like, there are millions of sperm cells who once ejaculated run a race of extreme difficulties. There are lots of impediments for them in that path. They dont loose hope. Lots of them die in between, lots of them in beginning, some of them at last and then there is just one, only one single cell which crosses all the hurdles and troubles and reaches its destination. That one single cell is enough to reproduce. That cell is undoubtedly the winner and special as it has overcome all the possibilities of death, but it survived till last. So, should we call it special or determined but normal.
There is another example. Millions of tonnes of wood buried under the earth crust for years form coals. In that millions of tonnes of coal we find some diamonds also. They are rare, made of same element with just different alignment of atoms but are special as after getting pressed to such a high pressure and temperature, these carbon atoms formed a special alignment that formed diamond.
Are they special or just the same but with little success oriented.
In both the cases I used to think that it was not destiny or they were not special but like us but with more determination to acheive what they wanted in their life. Hence, according to me, I could have achieved whatsoever I wanted in my life iff I had ever tried for it from my heart.
Then a friend of mine oncce told me that it is all predecided. I didnt notice what he said at that time. But when I came back and pondered upon his reaction, I found he was correct,.
It is all decided. They are special. they are sent on this earth to perform that job. Its their job, and since people love it, they are given special position.
Similarly we also have been given a certain task. It may not be that much tough, it may not sound that much appealing, but there is a task. We will perform it here, knowingly or unknowingly. We would contribute to this world, desirably or undesirably.
We must not worry about others, never see what they do, never try to get inspired by others, but try to do what we feel we are best in.
We dont know our purpose of life, so we must concentrate on our work.
God told us about his will by giving us some special qualities, that are unique to us only and no one can copy it. Those qualities knock on our door in the form of desires, ambitions, hobbies, interests etc. But in this cruel world we tend to forget our inner calling, which is actually god's calling. We concentrate on worldly things and miss our way.
We would do only those tasks which we love to do. so just dont worry, dont panic hearing about anyone else's success. we are all different with different tasks. Just perform them better.

yun hi,,,,

2010-11-12T10:02:00.000-08:00

Tere aane ki jab khabar mehke,
Teri khushboo se saara ghar mehke...

Justajooo jiski thi usko to na paaya humne,
iss bahane se magar dekh li duniya humne,
justajoo...

tujhko ruswa na kiya,
khud hi pashemana hue...
ishq ki rasm ko,
iss tarah nibhaya humne, justajoo...

kab mili thi, kahan bichhadi thi,
humein yaad nahi,
jindagi tujhko to,
bas khwab mein dekha humne, justajoo....

ae ada,
ae ada aur sunayein bhi to kya haal apna,
umra ka lamba safar tai kiya tanha humne,
justajoo...

doston...aaj main pehli baar ghazal gayki mein ek nayi cheez pesh kar raha hun, nazm...

chandi jaisa rang hai tera,
sone jaise baal,
ek tu hi dhanwaan hai gori, baaki sab kangal...

Just like that

2010-09-23T11:01:00.000-07:00

Tujhe bhula diya....;lovely song from "Anjana Anjani". I am listening this song right now.
Today was a really very exciting and unpredictable day. When I wake up early at 7 am, I didn't thought that I would land up in such conditions and enjoy every bit of the moments.
I wake up and as usual managed as fast as I could to reach office on time. I was pretty sure as normally I do that I would have a normal day today also. But, something else was waiting for me and I think thats what people call fate or whatever but it was decided that today i would enjoy with my frnz.
I went to office as usual. I was working that suddenly I got a call from one of my colleague cum friend that someone is in need of blood and we had to go to lucknow to donate the blood. I had never ever donated blood in my life but to my surprise, I was not hesitant or afraid of donation. I just said yes and I with one of my colleague went to make arrangements. In no matter of time , we four donors cum very good frnz were in a car, approaching to lucknow for that buddy. I wouldn't have gone to lucknow for donation if somebody else would have called me but I knew that my frnz are going with me and thats a noble cause so I should not miss this opportunity. We had fun during that journey.
We reached the hospital at 1 pm and donated our blood one by one. There was not a single sign of sigh or fear as everybody of us were very energetic and feeling great.
Three of us had our first time but then also we cherished each other and made it possible to make the task, a fun. I even got unconcious but when I came back it was just another day for me.
We went to a famous lucknow pan shop, enjoyed the flavor of meetha pan. Suddenly someone made a plan of having chicken in our lunch and we went for the famous lucknow shop for that too.
We still had time and decided to go in a lounge. Ultimately we landed in lounge and got drunk upto brink enjoying 3 bacardi pegs, one gin + vodka cocktail, two blackdog regular pegs. Still we needed more but devoid of time we departed from there.
Now I am back home and thinking what was the day it was, listening to the same song,,..tujhe bhula diya.....!!!!

Peepli and my thoughts

2010-09-10T12:36:00.000-07:00

I just now saw "Peepli live". A deep satire on our system which we very proudly call DEMOCRACY. It depicts our current situation just as a neutral journalist whose main aim is to show clearly and unambiguously what is happening in this country.
I was wondering watching that movie that this is the only way we live in the country called India. I was thinking in between that what can I do as an inividual, as a responsible citizen to change the fate of these unpriviledged people. Can I change the system, can I do something to stop these suicides, what government should do to help these people. Just imagine the mindset of a person who can give his life just to get that 1 lakh rupees coming from government after his death. But, is he really that much concerned about his life, about his family. Do we give him that much priviledge to think logically and come to a conclusion, does he know the value of his life, does hi care about his family, or, does he really understand the difference between life and death.
I dont think so. And that is the main thing that has been showed in the film. See nattha. His expressions, body language, everything tells us that he doesn't even know the difference of life and death. Not even his brother, who convinced him to suicide, know this difference. It is just a matter of 2 minutes for them and then Rs 1 lakh with that land.
Why they dont know that difference which we all living in this urban era know very well. We value our lives, our constitution, our justice system value life of every single individual, at least on papers. Then why cant they. Are they from a different planet, not from India or they are not human beings.
Well this is the conclusion. They are not human beings. Human beings are species who can think logically, talk, can fight for their rights, have independence to say what they wish to. I dont think that people from that part of India have these traits. How can we then take them as human beings. Our so called democratic system has left them like animals. If you want to know the psychology of animals then please dont waste your time in analyzing them in forests or any reserves. Come to a Peepli kind of village in India. You would get people having very similar traits of animals who dont even know why they are alive or rather are they alive.
My interpretations from this movie is very long and it would need a whole day or rather a whole life to gather it all together and write.
My conscience is always slapping me, asking me what am I doing, can I do something.
But just after 1 or 2 days, I also forget the whole thing, live my life in my comfort zone and when again such type of movies come, I watch them, feel raped and write something or discuss with my friends about the current situation in India and forget till next comes.
This is a whole vicious cycle that I follow everyday and this is what most of us do. We all are same, we all are responsible for this pathetic condition of those farmers who are dying daily. We are equally responsible along with the government, selfish political parties, much hyped media and our system.
I intend to think that may be that director is also equally responsible with us. She made this movie not for those Peepli people or to really raise an issue and come to a result. She was too interested in her creative interests, money and obviously publicity. She definitely raised a question in our psyche but what after that. Is her work ends here. I personally think that after making this movie she had a grand power to really fight for those farmers. Everybody would have listened to her, would have idolized her, followed her. Government would have taken the issue in consideration but what she did. Now after 1 month of release of this movie, she is out of the celluloid. But again, she cant be blamed by those who themselves are not willing to fight. I am no one.

Your loved ones are selfish. I swear.

2010-08-16T11:30:00.000-07:00

Is everyone on this earth mean, selfish. Everyone, including your relatives, your family members, your mother father, the one you love, your friends whom you think are always with you.You know their importance in your life, you love them and thus take our time from might be your most important tasks. You share those moments, feeling elated and thinking that they are the most precious for you and you too are precious for them. Sometimes you even forget your goal, your ambitions, your destination to achieve in life and devout that time with your loved ones. You care for their schedules without thinking once yours. When they are unhappy, sad and need help and emotional support, you leave everything behind and talk to them, console them, giggle them even when you are feeling sad.

They are the ones who come out first against you when you are defeated in battle of your life, when you have failed to accomplish your dreams, your goals. They are the ones who blame you to not to utilize that moments which you had shared with them.
They tell you that it is totally your fault. You were not serious enough to realize your dreams. You were the one who wasted your time chatting with them.
They start telling you what is right and wrong for you.
At that time, they are unable to see why you left your endeavor to make them feel happy.
They forget those tiny small little moments when they needed you and you, without thinking about your preparation, were with them. They cannot relate it with your success or failure.
What they care about is the end result, which is your failure.
And the only reason you failed was that you were not at all serious with your career, your dreams.

So,what should I do? What should I call them? What should I care about?
Does it matter if I dont participate in their sorrow, in their happy moments. Would I be called selfish, or mean or what.
Should I start ignoring their feelings, their problems and focus on what I aspire to be. Would then they call me "serious".
But question is not this. Can I do this or am I really "serious" about my career at all, as per they say. If this is what seriousness is all about then I can surely say that I am not serious about myself and now I have to stop and think about myself a little.

Everyone around you is like this only.
Its all about the choice. Either your loved ones or your career. If you want to excel in your career then dont give a damn about your loved one's feelings and problems. Just be selfish. Care about your career your dreams because after sometimes when you win the race, accomplish your goals, they will be happy to associate themselves with you forgetting that you were not with them at the time they were in problems or needed any care. Because they are themselves like this. Bloody selfish.
But when you fail, then no matter how much love you poured upon them, you are bloody looser. They will tell you thousands of reasons for your failure. They will curse you.

Its high time when I have to choose among my options.
I am confused. My career, my loved ones, both are equally important for me.
If I choose my career, they will say that I dont care of them. If I choose them then again they will say that I dont care my future and hence them.
In both cases I am the fucking looser.

So in such circumstances what should I do.
Be selfish like them....!

Rendition tickling my heart

2010-08-10T13:16:00.000-07:00

This sunday I somehow went to see "Aisha". A fooltush bakwaas movie with no touch of reality. It is just a play to awe the middle class indians who dream to live such fantasy lives and to satisfy ego of those who live that life.
Not at all a movie for real indians.
But nowadays there has been a trend to insert a song from a new artist and that too totally on acoustic guitar. This is the song I really loved to listen and I listened it for more than 20 times after coming back from the movie.
It goes like this:

Shaam thi koi, jaise hai nadi,
lehar lehar jaise beh rahi hai,
koi ankahi, koi ansuni,
baat dheeme dheeme keh rahi hai,
kahi na kahin, jaagi hui hai koi aarzu,
kahi na kahin, khoye hue se hain main aur tu,

ke zum zum zum tara...tara...hain khamosh dono,
ke zum zum zum tara...tara...hain madhosh dono,

jo gumsum gumsum hain ye fizayein,
jo kehti sunti hain ye nigahein,

suhani suhani hai ye kahani,
jo khamoshi sunati hai,
jise tune chaha, hoga woh tera,
mujhe woh ye batati hain,
main magan hun, par ye na jaanu,
kab aane wala hai woh pal,
haule haule, dheere dheere,
khilega phir kahin kaval,

ke zum zum zum tara...tara...hain khamosh dono,
ke zum zum zum tara...tara...hain madhosh dono,

jo gumsum gumsum hain ye fizayein,
jo kehti sunti hain ye nigahein,

ye kaisa samay hai, ye kaisa samaa hai,
ke sham hai pighal rahi,
ye sab kuchh haseen hai, sab kuchh jawaan hai,
hai zindagi machal rahi,
jagmagati, jhilmilati,
palak palak pe khwab hai,
ye hawayein gungunayein,
jo geet lajawaab hai....

ke zum zum zum tara...tara...hain khamosh dono,
ke zum zum zum tara...tara...hain madhosh dono,

jo gumsum gumsum hain ye fizayein,
jo kehti sunti hain ye nigahein..........

Gals and Sex

2010-07-17T14:21:00.000-07:00

I dont know why i intend to write something on this blog when i am drunk, but this is the truth...yup ! I am drunk !!

Well, I was just watching a porn clip after 2 hrs of finding myself in alcohol. I dont want to interpret that I am a freaking porn lover but its just happens sometimes when I am drunk or out of my control. It feels cool to ejaculate my pity, my frustrations in the name of being drunk.

After my session, I was wondering why these gals do these things. I am always in this dilemma that why do these indian gals choose to get fucked by some freaking bastards who dont even value their virginity and their love, their respect in society. All they do is fuck them and make video clips circulating around the country.

I never had answer to this question, but this time I got stuck in this thought.
I used to think that these type of gals are themselves wanting their boyfrns to do all this to them. Hence they are too freaking bastards with no respect for themselves and all they want is sex.
This time, I stopped in between. Logically, I dont think any gal would want to have her clips on internet and cds watched by all. Although, they knew that their clip is being taken by their respective so called bastard boyfrnz but they would be having so much faith in them that they dont even doubt their credibility.
These gals are actually deeply madly in love with their boy frnds. Even if they are not then they really want to enjoy sex as we do. They are just like ourselves. Even they have this liberty to loose their virginity before marriage. Why should they be deprived of sex when we cant.

So they are experiencing a great pleasure with someone they feel would live with them ever after, or at least they pretend to feel that.
But in reality, that fucking person is just using the gal, for his own selfish satisfaction and showing their frnz that he can also have fun with such a gal.

Gals, as I know, are like small baby, very soft, very subtle, very complex.
Even they dont know themselves clearly. You just have to show them beautiful, ambitious dreams about their future with you and believe me they are with you. They can blindly belive you.
They do all those acts just because they love you and believe that you also love them.
I came to this conclusion because a gal getting fucked by a guy wont like to have any relationship with any other guy. They are faithful to that guy. You wont come in between them easily.

They need security, love, respect. If you give them, you are the man.

Love them, have sessions with them, but dont publicize them on internet.
You are basically killing someone and killing them everyday every moment by showing some of your intimate scenes to others. This is only what they have.
Love them, cherish their vag.

Random thoughts

2010-06-22T12:19:00.000-07:00

Ha...loving to write something that I aspire, respire and transpire.

Today, frankly speaking I am drunk but just a few pegs. I love drinking occasionally and feeling the breeze all over my body.
I wonder why drinking makes you feel eternal, lovely, refreshing, and at the moment.
Drink but drink in control manner, I bet you would feel the moment, you would feel what you want to feel, you would forget all your past and future and concentrate on present, the moment. You can easily find solution of any problem.
I love writing and aspire to be a good prolific writer someday. I dont know whether that day will come in my life or not but I dream.
I love urdu language, its very respectable language and once in a lifetime I will definitely learn it and use it.
I wanna write, I wanna be a photographer, I wanna be a musician, I wanna be a poet. I wanna live this life to fullest, wanna dream, wanna fulfil my dreams, wanna achieve my
goals, wanna help poor to raise their living, wanna teach underprivileged children, make them stand in mainstream.
Really, many things to do before I die.

Today, while drinking, me and my frnd were listening to some great gazals of lifetime by some eminent artists like Jagjit Singh, Ghulam Ali, Asha bhosle and Bhupendra.

How deep their meanings are. How can a person can go so deep.
I was keep on thinking but found no answer. I just loved the way they wrote and sang.

I dont wanna be a chemical engineer or a manager or anything at corporate ladder.
I just wanna be myself, what i am. i wanna live my life on my own terms, wannna do whatever i wish to do, wanna life of my own.
I wanted to fall in love, I fell; I wanted to have break up and feel the pain that it carries, I had; I wanted rebirth of my love, I had; pain was very harsh and mean.
Now, I want every colors of this life, from happyness to sadness to pain to anguish to everything. Just dieing to taste the success, want it very passionately....hoping for best.

A Mirror for you

2010-06-18T11:43:00.000-07:00

There is a short love story which depicts life of ours in every manner.

That guy was in deep love with the girl and the girl also loved him alot, may be more than he did. They never knew that one day they will love each other so much that they wont care about everything and just love. That is what going with them. They cared about each other, they worried for each other, they wanted to be with each other all the time. However, they walked, talked and met for a few times only but they chatted on phone for hours.
They were far away from each other but then also the love was so strong that they had a very good understanding with each other. And, let me tell you, its very important in a relationship, specially distant relationship, to have proper understanding.
They had understanding but there were times when they fought, they fought like animals, they talked all rubbish on phone, switched off their mobile, but next day everything was as usual. They never discussed that problem again and lived happily.

They had similar fights again n again but no one bothered to discuss and solve or understand each others point of view.

Alas, they wanted to get married, wanted to be happy ever after.
See the situation, a couple loves each other very much, they know that there are some misunderstandings but it is just because they dont meet and dont understand their respective jobs, but it will all be ok after marriage. They both admit that they wont be able to live without eachother. They very well know that they will be happy living together. Love will flourish in air and they could do anything being together.
But, do they marry, or rather what stops them to marry and live happily.
After all its their own life and they have to complete their journey, so why should not they choose the option that makes them happy.

But they somehow made each other understand that they wont marry. Why?

Answer is society.
Society comes with its own rules, no matter whether it makes you happy or not.
Rules are rules. follow them or get away from the society.

They didnt marry because their family members didnt want them to marry.
That guy and girl had already decided to not to give pain to their family members for their love.
Couple loved each other, they knew they could lead a prosper life but family wanted the guy to earn more, or wanted girl to be more beautiful or anything.

Hence, they didnt marry.

Feeling free

2010-05-18T11:33:00.000-07:00

This Saturday I really had a blast.

We reached Lucknow at about 4:oo pm and after finishing individual work we four Weguys gathered in a bar at around 7:00 pm. That was the time when we really started enjoying.

Firstly, me with my frnz went to a nearby mall and did some shopping ending up buying some t-shirts with witty slogans. Then, we all decided to get drunk upto brink.

We gathered in a bar, awesome place although.

Drinking with frnz has its own benefits. You enjoy each bit of the moment. You open up with them, disccuss some really vague topics but interesting overall.
So, in each sip of drink we had something to discuss. We four were actually rocking the place, enjoyin each sip of our scotch malt whiskey. And whiskey with peanuts, just a perfect combo pack. I would suggest whiskey manufacturers to really consider my advice to sell whiskey with good quality peanuts.

After drinking session we went to a famous chicken shop of lucknow and had an fabulous and delicious dinner. There also we kept on discussing our topics.

Then it was time to leave the place and time was around 11 pm. At that time, it was very difficult to get any conveyance and we decided to walk on the roadside to reach the bus station which was around 7 km from there.

So, imagine, we were walking down the streets, just we four, all shops closed and the road is empty.
That was a real scintillating experience for me. I got chance to do this after very long time so i was enjoyin it.
We were shouting loud and in the control of that whiskey we were dancing in our mind.

At last we came to our room at around 4 am, just wanted to sleep tight and utilized our sunday in that.

So, in my sense a perfect weekend !

Hostel rocks !!!

2010-05-12T10:55:00.000-07:00

Nowadays being a chemical engineer, my lifestyle is more or less surrounded by chemical stuffs. Living a hostel life while working never makes me miss my old college hostel life as most of my hostel frnz are like college frnz. Thus, after coming back from office I feel being in college hostel itself which I think is the best moments of anyone's life.

We almost all the time talk chemically and laugh at our own mischiefs. Life is full of titillating things around.

Sometimes I wonder what will happen when I will leave this company. Being for 2 years and making a sort of bond with the aura of township and people here, I feel bad thinking of going from here. But at the same time, my dreams, my aspirations come my way and ask me to move ahead as no one will wait for you and they might leave you one day.

So, its better you leave...

Do we bother about us ?

2010-05-04T11:19:00.000-07:00

Recently I came across a very critical article by Santosh Desai in Times of India. I really cant deny that I have become a fanatic fan of his writing.

The topics he choose to write are very general yet very subtle. Very few of writers dare to write such truth about our social and political system.

Concentrating on the article, I fully agreed about the views he gave in that article about how we, the people, get distracted from our main issues and daily problems that we face and instead of discussing how to eradicate them we are busy in discussing some really irrelevant stuffs.

As if this is not enough of irony, we even enjoy participating in these discussions making them breaking or most popular news of the year.

Quoting his sentences, after all Sania is just a tennis player, Cricket is just a game, Amitabh Bachchan is just an actor, My name is Khan is just a movie, Valentine's day is just a day and Marathi is just a language.

Why do we bother about them ?

These issues are just virtually created and hyped by as people like mirch and masala in news. But these issues never cater to our demands of basic necessities.

In public forum, people talk about these issues and waste their precious energy in discussing something that is irrelevant in their day to day life.

Why not media talk about naxalites, about the conditions that compelled them to handle guns and ammunitions. Why they only talk in against of them. Because thats what majority wants to listen.

Nowadays media has become demand-sensitive. What you demand will be supplied to you.

There are very few channels left who really provide right and true news. Others are just making us titillate for a moment.

I got to know about the atrocities done by big steel companies in Dantewada, Orissa and Chhatisgarg areas on the tribal residents from an article by Arundhati Roy, a forerunner activist for the lands of tribal people in these areas that has been taken by some big honchos for there material profits.
Reading that article made me realise why there innocent tribals followed the route of terror.

And to a great surprize, what our government is doing. Declaring war on them.
They actually dont want to solve the problem, they want to curb them.

But we, we are still least bothered about the real things and happily living in our cocoon where everything is virtually formed, fake, unreal.

Most of the criminal cases against big terrorists are pending and one more is going to be remain pended from today but we least care. We love to see saas bahu soaps with lots of freaking breaking news in some selfish pathetic news channels but....

LEAST BOTHERED.

When do you blog ?

2010-04-24T10:56:00.000-07:00

When do you blog ?

Well, I usually blog when I feel lonely, empty in heart, and sad.
In order to chase out this feeling of loneliness, I blog.

Very well said by someone, every human being in this world wants to express himself or herself. It can be achieved either by talking to your closed ones or if you dont have them then by writing. At this moment pen and paper or your computer screen become your closed companions. You write whatever comes in your mind, whatever your heart says.

Now since the blog has come, we make some unknown friends of ours and at the time of solitude, we write believing that they would definitely understand what we feel at that moment.

This thought has actually two dimensions.

Blogging in some or other form make us complete, listens silently to our plight or feeling bout this world but at the same time it inveterate us. It makes us falling for its own self.

As the technology is progressing, it is making us more lonely. Now we just need a computer to chat with our dear ones. We see them virtually and dont feel them but this is all we have with us.

People dont go out for a walk as they are busy making frnz in social networking sites. Nowadays, we are not able to bind our old friends but trying to find newer ones.

With the advancement of technology, we are getting more clumsy, lazy and gauche.
Children dont want to go our to play as they have all types of games on their own PC.

At this time, i accept that it is this computer only that is helping me to forget my plight but at the same time I know that it is making me slave of its own and I dont have any other choice but to accept what comes my way .

Come back dear!

2010-03-22T10:41:00.000-07:00

Today, I am feeling very lonely, don't know why.
Something is empty in my heart. I sometimes think how quickly our heart respond to our emotions. When we feel alone & sad, our heart pumps blood at slow rate so that we feel something is missing, our blood pressure reduces and thus a feeling of loneliness comes.
When we feel happy, energetic, our heart pumps the blood much fast giving us illusion of energy, rejuvenation, zeal.
Heart understand us. Only he knows what we feel. nobody else do.
Actually, I met her yesterday for less than half an hour but the effect is still there.
I didn't even touched her, but i can still feel the fragrance of her.
I didn't see her for long time, but the image of hers is clear in my mind.
I waited for almost 7 hours to meet her, to have just one glance of her. She was looking pretty, cute as always.I wanted to touch her hand but...somehow managed to stay apart.
Why it happens that when you love someone, you want to feel her, to touch her, to smell her. I wanted to kiss her and take her in my arms but...but...but.
We are no more together. Our relationship has no name, its just ashes left and we don't expect any phoenix to take rebirth from it.
Oh god...this loneliness is killing me, each time, each moment.
I love you Pallavi...
come back, plz come back, i will change....

I can't live without you, is all i know

2010-03-21T11:03:00.000-07:00

Confused I am,
Sometimes I find loving you,
Sometimes I hate you,
Sometimes you looks sweet,
Sometimes you make me bleed,
I can't live without you, is all i know...

yesterday, you made me cry,
the next moment you gave me wings to fly,
so uncertain, so unpredictable you are,
I find it hard to be at par,
but baby,
I can't live without you, is all i know...

Back in the memory, we were in another world,
living life with fun & glory,
I meant to you a lot,
you were happy with the things i bought,
my songs were prayers to you,
my dreams were things to do,
never thought you would change like this,
that you make me a drowning fish,
i have to take my decision,
that you are not my possession,
you have gone away from my world,
this i have to accept, like a crippling bird,
but baby,
I can't live without you, is all i know...

But....confused !!!

2010-02-22T10:00:00.000-08:00

I am confused for past 2 weeks upon taking a decision.Although my decision making is very bad and I never able to come on a single point at once , but this time it is taking more than required.
I have two very similar choices and I have to choose best among them but i am not able to decide which one is best for me. I am able to see equally good and bad aspects in both the choices.
So, I decided to think about my past and what wrong decision I have taken till now that affected my life. But then a thought comes to me that someone has said that no decision is wrong, every decision is a right decision but you must have that attitude to bring all the odds in your favor. Then another thought pour in my mind saying that there can be wrong decisions and you have to understand your wrong decisions to take right decision.
Now which argument is true, first one or second one. I am again confusesd.
Being in this situation, when it is very hard to find right choice, I read an article yesterday saying that between options of right and easy decisions always choose right decision because somewhere in old 50ies you will realize worth of that right decision.
But but but...again I dont know which decision is right and which is easy.
Then I thought why not give heart a chance.
It might solve my problem.
To my surprise heart is also confused being in this situation for past 2 weeks.
Still wondering what to do...first one or second one. Both will have some negative impacts.
I think I must ask my parents...they may help me in such situation. No one else can understand better that them.But...

It Hurts...

2010-02-10T03:45:00.000-08:00

Sometimes, when I am alone, in solitude,some weird thoughts strike my mind.
I think about my relationship. I think about its relevance in my life, I think about whether it was worth taking that relationship to next level. What would have happened if I had married that girl. Would we able to live happier. Was the love that I found in her eyes 3 years back, is still there. Am I changed enough to not to feel that love or is she changed. Is the love left in our relationship enough to live whole life with or am I just pretending to have that love. Is it our love or addiction that driving us on this road of relationship. We don't talk very often these days. We talk only at the time when one of us is feeling lonely and somehow feel talking.
Why do we talk. When nothing is left in our relationship then why the hell we talk.
Why am I addicted talking to her. Why every night i feel lonesome. I was living my life happily before this relationship then why can't I live that life again. Why is it necessary to have her in my life. Why the hell I need her at time of adversities.
I know its just addiction of talking to her.
Loosing her hurts but sometimes I think it to be the best decision at such circumstances.
I had seen changes in her behavior for past few months. There was something that was missing rather there were many gestures that were missing. She was feeling loathsome in my company. Had I become over conscious, or over caring. I tried to answer this question but I was not. I was insecure. That was it. I was insecure. But for what.
The reasons were obvious and i even told her about my problems. She didn't want to understand me. Things were changed completely.
Had we taken this relationship a little further and would have married then situation could have been disastrous.
Relationship needs love but it needs alot more things to let that love alive.
We were just saying that we love each other but never ever pondered that were we.

I never ever in my life thought anything to be impossible. I am still trying to prove few things in my life that people say impossible. In the same way, i never thought it to be impossible to not to solve our personal problems. But that was not the case with her. She took it to be impossible to give me that love that she gave years back.
I was ready to be 3 years back guy. She was not. She has completely different thinking, contrasting my theory bout this life.
She taught me many things about life for which I am thankful to her.
But then also why do i miss her, even after knowing that she can't be mine.

Songs of Lifetime

2010-02-09T22:57:00.000-08:00

I was listening to some of the best hindi songs that came last year and touched our souls by their inexplicable sweetness and impalpable but tangible truth about life.

I find it really hard to think how these lyricist write such a perfect poetry.
I each of these songs you will find simplicity yet deepness in thought.

Some of them are:

"Pankhon ko" from Rocket Singh
"Iktara" from Wake up sid
"Phir Dekhiye" from Rock-On
"Dil to bachcha hai ji" from Ishkiya
"Ibn-e-batuta" from Ishkiya
"Yeh Zindagi bhi" from Luck by chance
"Sajda" from My name is Khan

Common thing in all these songs is that all of them take you to a ride where you meet yourself, you start talking to yourself. Your unfulfilled ambitions, dreams, all of them come in front of you. These songs boost you to follow your dreams, give yourself a chance, give some more efforts.At the same time, they make you feel light, relaxed.

Life is a collection of small things, experiences, events and thoughts.
We know that in order to live life to its fullest we must live the moment, find happiness in small things, but somehow in this race of life we forget these things and leaving these small things we rush for bigger things resulting in mere frustration and fatigue.
These are the songs that cherish life and bring us again to where we can find true happiness, to the present moment...

idiosyncratic thought...

2010-01-25T17:09:00.000-08:00

Imagine the same world, same people around you, same city, same country, same companies, same colonies, same society, same roads and lanes, and suddenly everybody in this world decides to change his/her job. Everyone decides to do what he likes most, what he is interested in, what he can do best.

There would be many who would have wanted to be something different when young but became something else,many would have thought to pursue their hobby as their profession but landed in a completely different job, many who would have left their passion for their obligations and commitments.

Now everyone decides to leave all this behind and start a new life. A life with a job which he likes, in which he is interested most. They all decide to pursue their hobbies, their interests, do whatever they like most.

What would be the condition at that time?

Is it possible to imagine the situation?

Well in one go I will say "YES". The world would be a beautiful place to live, their would be no sorrow, no dissatisfaction, no more sacrifices, no hard feelings, no frustations. Everyone would be happy and completely satisfied with his job and nature of work. After all, they are doing what they like most.

But then, lets ponder upon the situation again.

How many of us would love to sweep roads, to be a labor, to work in hazardous plants, to dig grounds, to work in coal mines, to work as guard in temperature below 0 degrees.

How many of us would have this hobby of driving roadways buses, tempoes or trolleys for 16 hrs a day without even worrying about winter, summer or heavy rain.

How many of us would love to be a street vendor or hawker.

I think the answer is "VERY FEW" or in most cases "NO ONE".

So who will be responsible for those jobs which are not worth being anyone's hobby or interest.

Who will perform those jobs?

So is it right asking to pursue your hobby as your profession. If everyone starts pursuing his hobby then their would be no one handling most of the important but dirty jobs.

But then, another thought knocks my mind. Some of them would like studying, some managing, some discovering new things and places, some inventing new things in field of physics, chemistry or biology.

This, in turn, would have led to inventions and discoveries of such things or stuffs that would have eradicated our need of sweepers, labors, etc. This whole world might have been a completely different, sophisticated, but better place to live. We would have been living in completely different world, beyond our imaginations...but hold, why beyond imaginations....nothing in this life is beyond our imaginations. Then, if we can imagine it, why can't we make it true.

But...i still doubt my approach. Am I totally right or there can be another dimension to this thought.

If it is there, then I would love to know from anyone reading this post.

DIRECT FROM HEART

2009-08-21T14:07:00.000-07:00

What does it mean to write direct from heart,

can u write anything direct from heart being conscious, is it possible to do so...well i dont really think so.

So when can u write your heart...when ??? do u have any answer to this million dollar question.

Why am i asking all this to you, waking up from slumber in this humid night at 2:43 am. You know what, i m feeling relieved from all my problems, from all my fucking incomplete dreams, this is what people call, living in present...

Listening to one of the really great renditions of " The Corrs", i m feeling on the top, away from those fucking real life tussels mussels...but is it just enough to be in present, a soothing music in your ears...think...

I dont think so, i have always been listening to such music, always but very few times i have been in such condition to live in present. So then what is it that brings you much closer to urself, to ur soul, to the divine god.

ITS nasha, state of unconsciousness, u can get it from many different ways. Some get it from yoga, some from drinking, sometimes i get it from missing my love, and sometimes by drinking and listening to some really divine, perfect renditions. Do you know why almost all the artists drink, being painter, singer, writer, photographer, lyricist, actor or anyone. I have seen almost all the bands drinking before singing. Music needs passion, determination, energy ,coinciding on one single point. Being conscious, u cant concentrate your energy, so be unconscious, live life to fullest...

I dont know why people assume drinking to be an evil, it brings you closer to urself, to the present...someone told me that its sex that brings u closer to present but i oppose, its nasha that is important...Everyone must go through this enlightening, ever changing experience to relish the life...i m feeling light, no haste, no hurry, just me and me and my thoughts with me... very rare to find. Cool, dark, staring myself in mirror, feeling content, smiling, thinking of someone special...

A JOURNEY TO REMEMBER PART-2 :)

2009-08-16T12:54:00.001-07:00

Wearing a shirt is not a difficult job and I am not writing the procedure in Part 2. So the story continues... its a bit longer and may be boring...but i have written, so u have to read it...:)

It was around 8:30 am when I decided to be prepared for not getting any SULABH SHAUCHALAYA or something like that near her office. Thus I had only one option left, to wear the shirt and go to her office, without going through any other routine activities ( i hope you can understand).

So, I wore shirt in the bus itself and combed my hair. It was the time when i had to get off the bus near Noida. The bus stopped at a turn and I got off. Fortunately or unfortunately one of a friendly guy also came out of the bus and headed in the direction in which i had to go.I was happy that I got someone to ask the route to sector 62. I asked him and he agreed to take me with him. We somehow managed to sit in an auto going in that direction. If i describe the auto then it was a masterpiece of some really technically sound and knowing the need of emerging India type of guy. Why i am saying this is because that auto ( speciality of Noida i think) was full of heads. If you count them then it would exceed the capacity of that small auto. Auto was of normal design but the way they have adjusted the seats to accomodate more no. of persons was unusual and one of its only kind. I have seen Vikram Tempo which accomodate around 10 heads but it was a normal auto accomodating 13 heads, can u believe 13... believe me, i counted them. So finally we got seat at the back of auto where, in normal auto, they put luggage. Sitting on it was a real great experience. Imagine this, you have sat at the back of auto and the auto starts rolling. Suddenly you find that people behind auto watching you and smiling at you, may be amusing at the situation i got stuck. And you can do just one thing, either move your face to some other direction or just pass a meek smile on them giving them indication that you dont care what they think, but actually you do.

So I was quitely enjoying the thing when that guy told me to get off the auto rickshaw as sector 62 had come. I was very thankful to him and gave him lots of gratitude for helping me in such a mean world :). There are so many sectors in Noida and all those sectors are distributed along roads. If you turn to left road you might reach to another sector so in a way its very confusing to find the exact location of any sector for a person new to city. But surprisingly i found that it was confusing for the persons working there too. That area was full of offices and big buildings. I asked a person about sector-62 and he said that it was back from where i came. i got it that the guy who helped me himself didnt know the exact location of Sector-62. In the time being, I had persuaded my mind to be polite and it was sure to reach her late now.

I thought it would be better to call her and ask the location. I called her, she was busy or something and again i got a blow. So agreeing with the person, I turned back, took another auto and asked him to take me from where I came. Now i was standing on the same place from where I or rather WE started. I again took another auto and asked him to take me to sector-62, this time i was seriously concentrating on different routes and the incriptions written on milestones. Suddenly i got a milestone written "sector-63,64", i, without wasting any further time stopped the auto. I was in no mood to take any rickshaw but at that moment I had to ask someone about this aloof, distant, unknown place so I asked a rickshaw wallah about sector-62, A-26 building. He very normally said " ohh that IBM building". I sighed and thought in my mind that if this rickshaw wallah dont take me to the building then i would have to go back from where i came. So i got up on tht rickshaw and asked him to go. I felt very much relieved. In the whole way, there was none to see and I was going in a really unknown place. Then i got why the local public too dont know the location of any office or something.

Well finally I was at the gate of IBM and called her to pick me from there as they dont allow any visitor to go inside the office without employee. I performed the ususal task of check-up and all and entered the office. I actually stayed in the cafeteria only and she too came there and joined me.

thanks

2009-08-16T12:43:00.000-07:00

Well this time i m not writing on any new topic, but yes, i wanna thank to all those who are taking interest in reading my written shits and giving their valuable comments... frnz keep on doing that, i will never ever dissappoint u ...still have to go long way...this has really gave me more impetus to write some more shits on some bakwaas topics !!!

A JOURNEY TO REMEMBER

2009-08-13T02:50:00.000-07:00

Sorry for posting late but this is the story of 7 august. I m still thinking from where to start writing, should it be the time I left for Delhi or the time i met her or the time i started feeling good and satisfied by meeting her.

That was long-off of mine and i had just thought to go to delhi but was not sure. Then suddenly, i got a call from her and she was feeling low. She missed me when she was alone and low, that is the only feeling that drove me crazy and compelled me to give my luck another chance of getting her. I had decided to leave for delhi without thinking or worrying about myself and situation.

I was very happy, with full of joy, with a tank full of energy to meet her. I was a little worried that how i will tackle the call from my home during the trip but overall, in a nutshell, i was more inclined to meet her anyhow, without caring about any other worldly thing.

So, i started my journey from Jagdishpur at 4:00 pm and luckily got the bus to Lucknow immediately after reaching the Bus-stop. That was the first sign of positivity for me. I got a window seat, took out my sony ericcson C510, played some beautiful, romantic songs and started listening them to fill the aura with her love. I was listening the songs and thinking bout her, bout what she would feel, bout how she would look like, bout what she would say. Likewise, i didnt realize when the bus reached lucknow station. That was 6:00 pm and my bus to Delhi was scheduled at 7:30 pm, so still i had margin to relax and wrap-up some of the pending works in Lucknow.

I went to ticket window and asked for next AC Sleeper bus ticket to Delhi but to my surprise, that bus was cancelled and there was only one bus at 8:30 pm, thanks to UP Parivahan Nigam, this is a normal thing here and one has to be prepared to meet such inconvenience. I was a little disappointed as i calculated that it would take 12 hrs to reach Delhi and i would spend 1 hr less with her. But this gave me enough time to complete all my work in Lucknow without any rush.

I took the auto and rushed to Hazaratganj to take out some money from ATM. I saw 2 beautiful creatures there. Actually working in a core company doesnt allow you to enjoy such moments, so whenever we come to Lucknow we try to take such images with us. At that moment also I was thinking of her only. Then i went to Nokia Care Centre and bought a battery for my Boss's Mobile. That was a very important work to be done as Boss is Boss, and we must give our best efforts to make him happy, then only we would be happy. So its a cyclic process, what you saw, that u reap. Well truly speaking, the fact was that it was a pending job which should have been completed a way before.:)

I came out of the shop, i still had 1.5 hrs left so i decided to eat something. I went to a cool(i mean hot, corner side shop) shop and had Masala Dosa. In that humid hot weather i was eating that delicious, hotty, masaledar dosa with a can of Diet Coke ( they didnt have anything else.:) ). Coming out of that shop, I was drenched with my own sticky, stinky sweat. ummmmm...and wats more, I wore no banyaan, hahahahaaha, what a tragedy it was. So i decided to go and buy a banyaan first. I went to a shop and asked for the banyaan, and believe me he reacted as if I came from another planet and asked him to give any part of my space suit. So, the answer was “no”. Surprised enough I went to another shop and asked the same unidentified thing , he also show me the way to door. Likewise I searched 3 shops in Hazaratganj and got disappointment only. But i tried in one more shop and to my surprize he recognised the word and took out one banyaan. I sighed and take a deep breath. I asked him to allow me to wear it in that shop only, he agreed and i came back with a banyaan on my body and of course a shirt also.

My next step was to take out the print out of my reservation slip from a cyber cafe. So, in that unknown new place, which is sometimes called the posh area of Lucknow with all nice gentlemen and gentlewomen shopping in big, biggest expensive shops, i started searching for a small cybercafe. I was pretty sure that i would get at least one or two there. But again i was wrong and there ws not a single cafe in that big area. I started searching here n there, with all small, narrow lanes, public places and would have definitely walked atleast 2 kms and that too, plz dont forget, in that humid hot weather, with chances of raining anytime. But i was not worried or shattered at all as i knew that after all these quests i would go and have a sound sleep in my AC sleeper bus. Then it started showering and my odor became more stinkier. Ummmmmmm. I was feeling restless then i got a small cyber cafe and that too on the second floor of a building which was very hard to find, even for the people of that area too.

Well, i completed my all works and it ws around 8:00pm when i reached the bus station to find the status of bus. I went to an AC waiting room to relax a little and feel good but as always some bad news was waiting for me there also. As i showed my ticket to the attendent he told me that the bus was cancelled at 8:30 also and there is only one bus and that too was NON AC sleeper at 9:00 pm. Believe me, I was laughing at the ultimate situation. Came out of that compartment with my headphones on my neck, thinking what to do. But the urge to go there and meet her was so strong that i decided to not to turn back and took that 9:00 pm bus ticket and i met a guy at the counter who said that he was trying to go to Delhi for past 3 days and could not be able to get any mode. That was the time when i felt contained.

So now i had 1 hr and one important work was to be done: calling home and make them believe that i m still in Jagdishpur. That was a slightly typical job for me. I came out of that stations and hurried to find a peaceful place to let them believe that i was still in my township.:). I know i have become somewhat clever and more than that a cheater but in India where loving is considered as crime, you have to take such steps otherwise these Daddy type of people will crush you and make bharta of yours. By chance i got such a place, that was a colony of some Sardars, a very peaceful place. You couldnt imagine that just a yard away there is harsh cacophony of this rapidly rising city.

I called and my mom picked up the call. She asked where i was and i told her that i was in township only.

I called and my mom picked up the call. She asked where i was and i told her that i was in township only. Things went smooth. i told her that i would leave for Lucknow next day and wont be able to call her.

Then I came back to the bus. The bus was in a damn worst condition. I stepped up, on window seat where i had to spend my whole night. I sighed that atleast I got a window seat. That was a two seater sleeper and someone else had to come beside me. I opened the window and started watching birds( u know wat i mean) but still missing her. It was a piece of dirty foam on which a white bedsheet was there, about 6 feet long on which i was lying. Listening some romantic songs on different radio stations of the city, i lied down. Bus startd at 9:15pm. I felt much better when wind started slapping my face. I thought that the night will pass easily. I would sleep easily in bus. I was happy and listening songs when suddenly i heard the roaring, hahahaha, roaring of clouds. Imagine, in such weather when no wind is flowing, not a single leaf of trees dancing,condition such a worse that if you stand for ten seconds you will be drowned in sweat, you get to know that after few minutes you have to close your window, the only source of wind in that overly crowded bus. How would u feel, how would you react? I know the answer. You would do nothing, you have no other choice but to except the situation and start enjoying the stinky smell of your body and the person besides you. Its "yuk" naa... But it's the bitter truth. hahahaahha...

So as time demanded, i closed the window perfectly as i really dont trust on UP buses. Even after closing window you may get drops of water pouring in. Well, within few seconds i fell asleep. I still remember that every hour or two i changed the position.

At last i woke up at around 7:15 am and opened the window. I saw a really beautiful and awesome scenery on the other side of window. Cool breeze of wind was blowing and kissing my face as if my gal kissing me from Delhi. I admire the nature and it’s sophisticated functions and take my hats off to such brilliant design of God. I took out my camera and captured the beauty. That was the time when bus stopped near a Dhaba. I came out of the bus, brushed and took few sip of tea. Felt good, now I was ready to meet her, I just had to change my shirt only.

Was post 9/11 justified...

2009-07-26T12:52:00.001-07:00

Recently i got priviledge to watch a new hindi film "Newyork" strarring John Abraham, Katrina, Niel and Irrfan Khan. The movie was fine but the subject was gruelling and raised lots of questions in my mind. It has shown the attrocities given to nearly 1000 innocent ethnic people who were arrested in detention after 9/11 attacks and how some of them become terrorists to take revenge from FBI. It was written in the concluding message that most of these people got crippled and left good for nothing, without any job in hand.

This raised a gruelling question in my mind that was post 9/11 detentions justified to catch the real culprit of the incident or it has just increased the no. of terrorists by arousing the feeling of revenge in these innocent people. Rather, there are two questions, first, is 9/11 justified, and second, if not then what should have been done to find the real culprit?

According to me, post 9/11 detentions were not at all justified. How can a human being who has even a little humanity left can give such attrocities to those innocents. Secondly, thinking about those people who got such detentions make me feel very low as after that most of them lost everything, they couldnot talk freely, they always felt like someone ordering them, they

couldnot forget those moments in detention, couldnot sleep easily, in short, it was not easy for them to separate their new life from the life they lived in jail thus living after-life like animals.

Thirdly, some of them must have tried to avenge the authorities which had overall failed the ultimate cause of FBI. They increased the no. of people against them by trying to find the perpetrator of 9/11.

Fouthly, it sent a message to other countries that going to US is not safe and in turn reduced the no. of tourists, students, overall market and thus had direct effect on the economy of US.

People now have more faith in europeon countries and Australia as compared to US. She had increased her trouble by arousing an unpopular feeling in developing countries like India or China which are the biggest market for US products.

This time, students prefer to apply in australian universities as compared to US universities.

But the second question which is more important to be answered is still unanswered.

What FBI could have done to find the real perpetrator if not holding them in detention.

They could have arrested only those persons on whom they had strong suspicion. They could have tracked some of the them and after finding proper evidence, could have arrested them.

Giving detention to all of them was not justified. They could have arrested them, enquired them, grilled them with questions and those found innocent could be relieved.

They could have used lot more tools to find the persons involved. It would not have hampered the national interest and investigation could have been much smoother for FBI and for those innocent people who lost thier dreams and peace after that.

Was post 9/11 justified...

2009-07-26T12:52:00.000-07:00

ELECTION OR IPL

2009-04-28T18:36:00.000-07:00

election 09

one of the biggest event of this year...but then what's next...

yup it's IPL.....

both in same month...bahut naainsafi hai...

why they chosen to organise both mammoth events at same time when they knew that it will dilute the effect of both the events.

Election is an important event in any democratic country so it was not possible to shift the dates but IPL cud have been shifted then but didnt.

Thus, if there is a match and election to be held on same day what would u prefer,

coming out of your comfortable zone in such a scorching heat and walking for some distance then stand in a long queue and then getting chance to once give vote to a person whom you know, will forget you the next day of his victory for next five years

or,

to lay on your bed, having a remote in your hand with a cup of tea in another, cool atmosphere at 18 degree C, and a TV infront of you showing the silly match...which no doubt, will not give you anything but a pleasure of at least 2 hrs with sehwag's sixes and tendulkar's centuries.....

i know what most of you would be thinking.

i have been always against of this decision of conducting election and IPL in same month.

but due to some unavoidable circumstances, it was not possible to postpone either of them...

but believe me, these two events are affecting each other in one manner or other, reducing the true spirit of both the events.

hi i m new

2008-02-08T04:53:00.000-08:00