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A life a wasting

It's just not worth it!

I try to love my life on the level. They just don't seem to get it.... Maybe it's just not worth all the effort. (Hey don't need the pain - - don't need the pain. Let me just end it all here....
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Another long wait

This time its outside the mall. A bomb threat here has left everyone in the lurch - at lunchtime!!!

I'm famished- but forced to wait it out. This is the situation at all the malls in Gurgaon today. The sniffer dogs have just gone in to do what they do best - sniff!!

Meanwhile - we wait.....

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The long wait

I'm at the airport waiting for Tina to come out after clearing customs. I look around and gaze through groggy eyes at a myriad collection from the gene pool.
Its half past two in the morning at the IGI airport in delhi and my sister is coming in from Hong Kong for her marriage next week.
Most os the samples on display are "holiday returneds" or tourists. Not much of the business traveler on display here. Most wear a google type expression as eyes scan the welcoming crowd for a familiar face or a placard with their name on it.
The eyes light up as a match is made. Sighs are heaved as well - I'm quite sure of it.

My wait continues.....
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The inconsistency of being...

We strive for the opposite. Always desiring consistency and predictability from people. Yet - we are mostly inconsistent.

We are the best contradiction to our consistent sense of being.
Maybe it aint all that bad a thing - esp if you like surprises. I do.

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The brother of the bride

It's a scenario that I've hoped would come sooner than most. But – now that it's upon me – I'm scared.
Scared that things will change. Suddenly someone else is more important than her brother. We have a 3 year age gap – but it hasn't felt like that – unless I was paying the bill at dinner – esp not when I was seeking advice

My third birthday present – how fast time flies!!
It's like being an advertisement for a TITAN watch as the lady bids adieu – turning around at that last moment with a tear that rolls down the cheek – as if unsure of what to do.

My party pal is getting married. She's marrying a friend – but that doesn't alleviate things. She'll be going away for real now.

I recollect the days as she talked dime to a dozen to the time when she will walk the demure bride.
Times change – people grow up.
But this young lady will always glow with an innocence and inner beauty– nothing ephemeral there…

That's Tina, the bride to be…!!
My sister…


There were some pretty strong tremors in the morning at 0430 hrs. We were up and running in a flash... Right out of the door... Into the biting cold of a Delhi winter.

There was a fleeting moment of panic before the adrenaline kicked in. Ironically - on the way down - i collected my IPOD rather than my wallet :-)

We lOoked around. Nobody else was out. Just an odd person returning from the graveyard shift at the call centre. The electricity generator was running cos the power had been cut - but that's about it. So we were left wondering if we were shaking in our sleep. I checked all the news and geological websites for an hour thereafter - no luck there asd well.

It's only now - that I got confirmation that yes indeed we were right. There'd been a good shake up but not a wake up.
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The wedding season

Its that time of the year when the glitzy sarees and suits come out. It's time to count the wedding invitations and then double the number whilst announcing it to uninterested onlookers.
Yes - the wedding season for 2007 is here.
All hotels and honeymoons cost a bomb. Traffic jams abound on all routes - in and out.
Luckily ours was an off-season wedding. :-)

The baraat is never on time. At least not without a tolerance of a couple of hours. You tend to eat snacks like a hog that there's lil space for actual dinner. And if you are deigned to attend multiple occasions - the tummy is in a whole load of crap. The bride must cry - ok sometimes that is genuine too. There is the song'n'dance and the horsing around - I'd danced at mine. They hurried me in saying that the shubh mahurat was about to pass and then I'd have to wait...

I love weddings.... Its just not fair that some can be free whilst a majority are maritally bound.
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I like the possibility of being able to dream and let it go in a direction that I have not conceived of. It opens up avenues that were not there. Today I’m writing in the present tense. It means I’m not paying much attention to the sentence before this one. It also means I don’t know what will come next.

Somehow I feel like a teenager. The face will not reflect the age – the feeling in my mind and heart certainly does. The reasons for this feeling of mirth remain elusive. However, the mirth is there. I want to fly..high…. but not away! The sense of being stable on the ground but yet doing great things comes to mind at this point in time. It’s like my time is coming… or has it come?

Even a sense of loss brings with it a feeling of having found something. This is going to turn into an interesting story. I feel the pull of the stars. Somehow things around me give a positive vibe like I’m on the red carpet of success. There are bows to be taken, speeches to be delivered, smiles to be exchan…

The duel endeth!

Yes – it has ended;
At least in my view of things. Om Shanti Om has thrammed Saawariya back down a few notches.

It wasn’t a fair fight. But then again – which fight is really ever fair?

Today I saw 2 films – one which attempts to dream (Without going anywhere) and the other which makes a man dream. We caught Saawariya in the morning and Om Shanti Om in the evening!
The difference is stark!
Om Shanti Om has impressed – tremendously. It’s amazing to watch a dream that’s translated to the celluloid without the glaring flaws present in directionless dreams.

Here’s the stuff I liked about Om Shanti Om.
Professionally made slick piece of cinemaAmazing music – all songs apart – the theme music stays on much after the exit from the hall.The walk down the red carpet – as Deepika turns around and looks you in the eye – melting guaranteed!! Arjun Rampal – he’s a perfect fit.Shahrukh ‘king’ Khan – the title is validDeepika – makes a man think of what he’d do if he were single. I’d like to write more, b…


The entire family is out watching Saawariya. I'm there too.
Just saw Sups and Dad lose their temper on the corn seller. He was rude to them. I'd be angry too.
The manager came and placated.

Went out to the snack bar in the interval. Happened to catch a glimpse of the man. He has a small face. Runs a small corn stall. I felt pain. Why did we have to react to his words and start his day on the wrong foot.

Sometimes we all react impulsively. I do too.
I feel sad...

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Hunger Strike!!

Why do we fast????
I mean - what is the need to go hungry?
praying for anothers health and wealth by keeping a fast seems like a killjoy idea to me (personally).

yet we go thru karwa chauth!!

The preparations for Karva Chauth start the day before the festival. Newly wedded brides get beautifully wrapped baskets with the sargai (the food to be eaten before sunrise) from their mothers-in-law. The fasting women of the neighbourhood get together before sunrise to eat the sargai that mainly consists of thirst quenching foods like fruits, along with a main course of potatoes eaten with hot puris (a deep-fried Indian bread). Traditionally the newly wed woman spent the day before the fast in her mother’s house and came to her mother-in-law’s house only on the day of Karva Chauth. (yes - i know - I'm blogging from mas place)

The day of Karva Chauth is an out-and-out holiday for women when they fuss over themselves endlessly. They wear bright and beautiful clothes, don’t scrimmage on their jewel…

Touch me

It says this to me constantly.
So I touch it.... Gently!!!

It's my new ipod touch
This is awesome!!

All thanks to Supriya for allowing me to buy it ;-)

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Half Yearly Review

Time for a lil cheer and some pats on the back.
The first 6 months of married life have been navigated.
So we celebrated with a bottle of red wine.
I did receive some sms messages in the morning... but the wine was by far the best gift.
Everyone enjoyed themselves and it wasn't easy letting the day go by.
I believe there are lot more "GOOD DAYS" in the offing!!

Website musings

So i want to start a website
I even got the domain name registered
But i'm wondering what to do about it now....

just some random musings that i put down....
The index should cover stuff that gives a broad oveview
There should be a running ticker with some kinda updates on the side
It should point to stuff that I do - but not display it here for all to see
the opening page should have something catchy on it
it should make the viewer want more..
it should be fashioned like a blog - but not totally like a blog
stuff that should be covered as a must
- links to the blogs
- something abt me
- latest news
- latest happenings
must use flash mostly
the topic.. The focus.. Would have to be current….. Or at even if ain't current - the connection must be there to the present.
it must evoke feelings - strong feelings
it should help me help others
it may not be monetary help - but at least it can help me uide them in some way in life
we all have a core belief - I need to convey mine from this forum
the questio…

What a Match!!

I sat at the edge of my seat – literally – for the entire match.
Never knew which way it’d turn.

It was like a fast paced googly – moving in one way-then another, keeping the viewers engrossed. At 36/4 – it was easy to write of India. Then at 128… you’d think they would make 160. It ended at 141.
Interesting to note that everyone tried to play like a tiger. Then again- we were up against the Pakis!!

The Paki innings started a nd I guess most Indians were hoing like hell that the match didn’t finish in 14.4 overs. We wer out if it did.

A Pakistani win was not in doubt till the 15th over. Then the lights shone – briefly – for India till the 17th over. They required 42 runs off 18 balls. It’d be easy to say SAYONARA.

Then Misbah whacked the crap out of Bhajji & Agy. Suddenly – they required 11 runs off the last 6 balls. The match was tied on the 4th ball and the ending – now, but a formality. Ball 5 – he’s beaten – but eh doesn’t run. Whew!!
Final Ball – highe than normal delivey from Srees…

30th birthing day!

1 day to go....

3 decades of a powerful life come to a close.

Some endings, a few transients, a multitude of beginnings.

If I were to classify the last 30 years in terms of life as a whole as ONE day - I'd say the sleeping giant had just woken up from deep sleep. Time to go to work and leave a mark on the world.

I'd also like to take the opportunity to say thank you to my producer and director for bringing me in and casting me as such.Thanks mom - dad.

Lotsa other team members also deserve full credit for being there, guiding me, loving me, caring and talking to me.

Lemme mention a few names here.

Tina - my sis and best pal - I miss fighting wid u - also now, as we grow older, I know we'll be apart more often than not. I don't like it.
Supriya - soulmate - remaining life is dedicated to her well being
Anila bua - my fairy godmother - always there for me
Vishal - best friend - always around
Shyamal - i still remember singing and dancing on the road - my pal
Shabbar - silent and dea…


Going to work for a large company is like getting on a train. Are you going sixty miles an hour or is the train going sixty miles an hour and you're just sitting still?
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Hurt feelings

So they have got hurt feelings now.

First they behave like nincompoops, someone brings it to their notice and they end up with hurt feelings.

Tsk.... Tsk....

That's the communists for you. C'mon Mr.Karat - I'm sure you understand that the truth can be a trifle bitter. You are not going to become the PM. You need to be a man, have some confidence and definitely need to have self respect.

Please start searching.....

Time to grow up

60 years!

It's a long time. Most would say we qualify for Senior citizenship. I'd say we qualify for senility.

It's time these stupid fu***** politicians took some responsibility for taking the nation forward. Somehow most of their actions are retrograde.

All of them saw the 123 deal as it developed. We need that nuclear kniwhow. India has and will remain a sovereign nation. This deal will not impinge that status. However, playing dirty politics and blackmailing progress has become the forte of the Left parties. They're playing into the hands of the Chinks and the Pakis. In political parlance, I'd call them fifth columnists.

We're living in a world where international agreements are to be respected. We've known all along that the nuke deal was happening. Why throw a hue and cry at this juncture, when a renege means we only lose - face, prestige, the future.

Someone needs to give these pseudo communists a whack across their skinny lil heads. We've enough on …


3Fs approach

Follow through

Like a tiger running after the prey.
Very important to plan and execute
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Happy Birthday India!
Happy independence day.

So u finally turn sixty.

Best wishes,

PS: thanks for the power cut at the stroke of midnight

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We love democracy!

Democracy gives us the right to shout, to abuse, to fight like hooligans, to display the traits more common to the homo erectus.

This is not about the common man. It's about the ones we elect to govern us. This one from the corporators on the city council of Delhi. The city elders so to say. Minor disagreements mushroomed into a battle where kicks and punches were traded like low price commodities - in high volume. Abuses were hurtled in all directions and in keeping with female equality - the fairer gender was not spared it's fair share.

So, can we (aka common folks) be different?

Maybe I've seen hindi films, one too many. But I am so tempted to use force and exterminate the whole load of them. It'd be a cathartic experience. But then again - there'd be no difference between me and them, then.

So what solution do we have?

Hmmm.... I'd say we go in for a new crop, not necessarily idealists, but folks who've been around, worked like normal folks, and experienced …

Thieves inc.

So it's independence day.
The 60th one to be precise.

All I wanna do is watch a film.
Then they go and raise the price by 50 bucks per ticket just for that day.

It sets me back by 900 bucks for 4 tickets - 3rd row from the screen.
Is this what life is coming to?
I'm inspired to go in for the pirated version already. So someone in the industry will suffer, probably lose his job too. Good for him and her.
The culprits - DT CINEMAS - the bas****s deserve to be consigned to the pit of doom. The cashier got a mouthful from me already.

C'mon - chak de India!!!

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Rain rain!!

Wherever I go,It starts raining!!!!
Not that I'm cribbing about it.
Thatways at least the temperature is controlled.

It happened in Bhopal last week and it happened in Dehradun today.
The results are almost always quite scenic.
The view from the Ashok Lake view hotel!

the Way ahead

Life doesn't last forever.
Its too short to be wasted feeling sad and forlorn.
Work, family, money, love, kids, career - it's a never ending cycle.

But there's got to be a balance.

I realized this as I looked into the side view mirror as I drove to work. The smile was gone - replaced by a grumpy something.

Here on forward I promise myself

I'm going to stay happy.

I will smile and spread cheer.

I'm gonna work with an open mind.

I will not let people and situations get me down.

This will be my way.....

You could alternately take the highway.

Blacker berry

Well I finally joined the club of Crackberries and got myself a blackberry phone.
Yes it's addictive. I can feel it already.

As John puts it: I shall be answering more spam email here on forward.

But I believe my response time will be lowered and I'll be more accessible. Of course that's an individual opinion
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Fairly Hotter - Strike 1!!

Hi - I'm Fairly Hotter!

You've already met my alter ego & you also know I don't die at the end of Vol 7 after putting an end to the acquisition spree by Dollermart! Yes - he's a male and I'm ..... well this is the reign of women... (even as president)

I know this is getting to be a highly commercialised world and everything can be bought for a price. But that fellow - Dom Piddle who ran Dollermart - he was a royal crook if there ever was. Wanted to turn all us cornerstore folks out of our shops. All he ever believed in was the almighty "$".He's go around putting up his SIGN everywhere.

Anyways - take a look at the markets now... the "$" is down already!
Yes - you can blame me for that - my name - inspired GLOBAL WARMING.... - caused loads of floods, hurricanes, natural diasters, blah.. blah... blah....- sank the Titanic and the "$" marts and now "EU RO who" is on top!
I'm a naturally hot person! Not that I look it thou…

Muddle Puddle

A crazy muddle of thoughts. No particular direction. It’s happening again. Well it happens every once in a while. At that point I start rambling. Not that you would gain much by reading my rambling thoughts. but it helps me keep my house in order. This, the house at the top of my head… the upper floor as most would call it.

So then what am I really thinking?
Here are some random thoughts, in no particular order (as if they ever are).
Actually these are mostly questions and some answers too!!

Why does the world need me?
Figured out that it doesn’t. But no one is talking about it. We wanna feel uppity and important. Since we don’t wanna hear about it from the others, we don’t tell ‘em about it either. Kinda like a non-compete clause in an agreement. So when we break that clause and tell someone what their worth really is – we have an argument. On a larger scale it’s called war. If you’re Hitler – they call it genocide.

What am I trying to do here?
I’m trying to earn a few bucks, eat well, sl…


So I'd just watched Ghulam... starring Aamir Khan....
He was a stud.... (maybe he still is)....
I went around and pciked up the same set of rings that he wore.... got my goggleeessss on and posed for a pic.....

Anyways all I was interested in back then .. was trying the "AATI KYA KHANDAALA" song routine with all available females!!

Ok - so it's juvenile....

Didn't think so then.....!!

Marketing LG!

My first Post MBA job was at LG electronics. I’ve already discussed that in my first post on the receipt of the paycheck.
After completing my intial training I opted for a transfer to Pune – back to the land of fun’n’games. It felt like I was going back to college – having moved out 3 months prior.

THis was a whole lot more. My office was located on the very same road that I’d lived for the last 2 years. Getting accommodation was no problem at all. It was the culture at work that took some getting used to. This was a motely collection of folks – the support staff were all locals. The sales and marketing staff were mostly from Bihar. Funny eh!!
Now why on earth would a whole heap of Biharis be sitting and selling stuff in Maharashtra? Simple - they weren't sitting. They were an extremely capable bunch of folks - very proficient in Sales!!
At the helm was Ranjit boss. He'd collected his team from all over the state of Bihar and brought them here. He always believed that the Maharash…


Nostalgia describes a longing for the past, often idealized!

It's like I heard a friend say the other day - "You know, a long time ago, being crazy meant something. Nowadays, everybody's crazy."

This was originally diagnosed as a disease, suffered mostly by armed forces personnel. Cases of nostalgia, which sometimes occurred as epidemics, were less frequent when the armies were victorious and more frequent when they suffered reverses.

My sister asked me on ORKUT - WHY the NOSTALGIA?
In my case - there's no desire to return for the past. I'm very happy with the present... and it just keeps getting better!!

But I'd like to keep a few memories alive... a few of them because they make me happy, bring forth a smile, remind me my errors, should not be forgotten.
That's why I write about the past...... with an eye on the future and my soul in the present.

The first paycheck!

2 years of grueling MBA studies ended in March 2003.
21 of us joined up at LG Electronics in June of that year. We went through a month of training at the corporate office in Greater Noida under the watchful eyes of Shailly Maheshwari and Amit Jain.

These guys really took our trip for the duration!!!
We ended up writing daily reports – by hand – no copy pasting there.
They made us run 5 rounds of the factory premises and shout slogans as we went through Super A training.
All the future managers ended scrubbing the shop floor as the workers watched on – during the 5S training. They
Then there was the Mind Innovation training where we were divided into groups of 6-8 and we had to implement innovations across the manufacturing lines. These had to be small and practical. They also had to improve the work process – either improving on production time or lowering the wastage of material.
The deadly duo ensured that every shred of ego was removed – voluntarily or forcibly.
I really enjoyed the Six …

The finger!

Well I’ve never been much for the ESTABLISHMENT.
I’ve always rooted for the underdog….

So it gets tough to do what I do now.
I play a role close to Management.

I’m so used to showing them the finger!
Ask John and he shall elucidate. Ask Rita and she’ll blow a gasket... whatever is left of them.
The finger(s)!!

That’s Mallik(a) and me. I always called him that!!
Yes – even in the official emails.

He’s a married man now – but I knew him when he was farm-fresh!
We worked together for a good period of his stay at Lionbridge. We stayed together for the first month that he was in Mumbai. It was nice having him around – he didn’t have any vices then. Staying with me has had a telling effect thereafter.

Memories of Midnight

I had two choices – two forks on the road. Either do a chronological flashback which is simple and effective or we can do in spurts and jumps. The latter approach is more unpredictable, flexible and anyways who wants a life story to be told like a Standard Operating procedure. Life ought to be open and free – even as a story.

September 1995
That’s the year I became eligible to vote although I haven’t used that eligibility in the 12 years thereafter. Anyways – this was the time when I was in Engineering college in Kopargaon – in my first year!
So we’d been getting ragged for more than 3 months now. It was time to break out. We were sore at having to wear stupidly formal clothes all day long. Freshers from Delhi especially were ragged by one and all – it’s the national capital yaar.
We weren’t permitted to converse with the female of the species, of which there was a drought in any case.
So the 18th birth anniversary was planned with care. The guys piled into our room A1-307 at 5 minutes sh…

Reminiscing - The Start!

Inspired by my wife.... who has reduced all the strife
and brought peace to my life!

So where does all the memory regurgitation start?
I could go back to school days in Campion or to those teenage years at DPS RK Puram.
Mebbe I could do a bit on the years in college at Kopargaon or the MBA years.
dang i don't even know where to start the story. Dunno if everyone would be interested in seeing the story either.

But i'd like to give it a shot.

The disclaimer at the beginning - I have no regrets. I did what I did at those pints of time with whatever I could do to whomever I could. The scenes you will see through this epic tale are reflective of the turbulent times that ensued. The events portrayed have definitely done their bit in shaping the MODERN ME. But I'm not what i used to be then!

Onward Ho!!

Bathroom etiquette

Going to the loo... so very natural!
Not taking care... and minding one's manners .. even more natural.

It doesn't matter a whit if you stay alone and have no one visiting you. I assume people already know what you're like in that case. For the rest of us social animals - it's good to observe etiquette in the bathroom!!

This is for certain work situations:
No Business in the Bathroom - yep - no biz deals to be conducted here..
Wash Your Hands - yes absolutely
Don't Lie in Wait - give the others a break..!!
Everyone is Equal in the Eyes of the Bathroom ... just like death itself...
Keep Down the Stink - who needs a log jam and a toxic chemical spill rolled into one?
Flush Flush Flush until all your friends are gone!
Please inform your friends if they have tucked in their shirts'n'skirts, tissue hanging from their feet, or paratroopers hanging from their noses

If you sprinkle when you tinkle, be a sweetie and wipe the seatie. (yeah, I stole it, but its still …

Writing Type

You Should Be a Science Fiction Writer

Your ideas are very strange, and people often wonder what planet you're from.

And while you may have some problems being "normal," you'll have no problems writing sci-fi.

Whether it's epic films, important novels, or vivid comics...

Your own little universe could leave an important mark on the world!

What Type of Writer Should You Be?


Just about every political problem has a personal solution. If you are willing to accept the responsibility to feed and clothe and educate yourself and your family, 90 percent of the world's problems will become secondary issues for you.

Come to think of it - this might just work!!
The idea ain't mine - but if I make the effort to understand it on a PERSONAL level - things will get better


Transition - it's never too easy!
I'm moving from the roaring twenties to the somewhat placid 30s!!

They say Middle age is approaching...
Then i read this : Middle age is when broadness of the mind and narrowness of the waist change places.

Yes - it's happening - i can feel the change.....aaaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggghhhhhhhh!!!!!!

The only difference is that in my case - both are expanding!

Boredom @ Newstime

Have you seen the news lately?
Have you tried to read the entertainment column of any newspaper?

It’s an oft written about topic – so I won’t beat around the bush.
My point referred to the TOP NEWS in HT CITY today – covering Salman Khan, Katrina and his MAID! Yes – the cleaning woman!!

Nope – there’s no love triangle here.

Apparently the MAID feels Katrina doesn’t treat her well enough – so Katrina doesn’t vote for Mayawati! This apparent downtrodding is serious journalism – hence it made the top story on the rear page of the paper.

My take on it – they needed to do a small piece on Sallu & Katsy. They weren’t willing to comment – he’s not been doing too many bad things off late – films aren’t happening either – so ask the maid and get her take on it!

Building blocks

I played with LEGO blocks when I was younger. Most kids did. They taught us one vital thing – it’s the small blocks that add up to build the bigger picture. Every little block has it’s own importance and function in the scheme of things. In a manner of speaking – those blocks helped us simulate the bigger things that were on their way.

I haven’t forgotten my lessons.

The other day – I was watching TV– in one of my “don’t wanna do anything” kinda moods. I happened to catch a film on one of the channels titled – cheaper by the dozen. I presumed it was a comedy – since it starred Steve Martin. I was right but only partly so. The other half of the film carried a message. None of us are perfect – there is nothing like a perfect parent – there is nothing like a perfect relationship. It is not possible to reduce a relationship to an empirical formula.

I doubt iF Michaelangelo was satisfied with his job on the Sistine Chapel. As an artist – he knew he could do better. So also with relationships …


It’s a beautiful Sunday.
The clouds are out – the sun is in – the heat is out – the “COOL’ is in.
So then don’t watch Jhoom Barabar Jhoom!!!

The music is good – the choreography is great (esp. in the last song).

Abhishek looks hunky, Bobby tries to look funky.

Preity is her usual zestful self – Lara is FATTTTT!!
Ok – so she looks lusty when she’s fat!

I wonder how the multiplexes get away with charging 175 per ticket for a film like this – this is definitely not anybody’s TICKET TO HOLLYWOOD!

Wait for the VCDs to come out – look out for a day you’re feeling down – as down as you can get.. then head to Planet M and pick up the VCD ( Don’t waste money on a DVD).

Then you’ll know – you’re not totally down as yet!!

Anyways – I had a good time admiring my beautiful wife throughout the film….



Unfortunately - my mind is in a tizzy at this point in time.
I'm in no mood to make anyone's day - not even my own!
This is one of those days rampant with self destruction!!

Cross my path today and you are likely to get into shit....
Just leave me on my own!!

I've been fuming since I got out of bed today..... this is not good!!!
Writing about it does little to alleviate the crappy state of affairs.


Silence is more powerful than noise. It has the power to deafen when the loudest of music / noise serves only to amuse.

I was used to these moments of silence when I’d ponder over and solve most of the world’s problems in my head. At least the world that I knew of and existed in. Then there were those areas that I could ponder over and pretend to solve.

Now things have been altered – there’s a new player on the scene. Her very presence alters the fabric of decision-making and the aspect of deafening silence too. Silence is now tantamount to warfare – albeit the silent kind. It’s like the mind has taken on a mind of its own – goes into funny directions.

Then the driver jumps a red signal and I have to give him a piece of my mind. So the mind ponders eventualities that may have been – just for a minute!!

Meanwhile…. The silence continues!!

Ay Ganpat!!

I've been going ON & ON on his one!!
It's been Ay Ganpat - daruu laa!!
Ay Ganpat - khana khilaa!
Ay Ganpat - table saaf karwa!
Ay Ganpat - chal side ho!
Even my ORKUT profile - is now - drinking wid Ganpat!!

All thanks to watching SHOOTOUT IN LOKHANDWALA from the 3rd row!!

This is one helluva film with everyone pitchng in!
It's one film where Dutt overshadows Bacchan!
Not a wasted moment in the film - although poor Abhishek was wasted - in 3 minutes flat!
They also wasted Neha and Diya... giving Aarti..... some meat - in her role!

Most impressive however - Mr Oberoi as Maya Dolas and his ragged gang.
Interesting to see - Tushar playing a shooter - kinda like BABYFACE in the Western films - or a young child being given a GUN to play with. He wasn't as convincing as we'd have liked him to be.....

The music is hummable, the acting is great, the story - based on true rumors....
Worth a watch!!

Discovering Hindsight

This is new.... I can see in front.. i see to the left and to the right....
Unless I turn around - there's simply no way I can look at what's behind me.
So what is this whole gibberish of Hindsight.... how can you look back.. through your backside???

Yes I know it's easier understanding the nature of an event after it has happened; "hindsight is always better than foresight"

Oh - and - there are those who suffer from Hindsight bias, sometimes called the I-knew-it-all-along effect. It is the inclination to see events that have occurred as more predictable than they in fact were before they took place.

I'm just trying to find my way around town - and play with hindsight.....
Methinks that even if I had predicted an event and taken corrective action - something else in the form of MURPHY would have struck and I'd be right where I am.

Do you believe in HINDSIGHT???
Have you made decisions that were WRONG - as you look back??

The BIGGG picture

First off - is there a big picture??
I mean - everyone is always asking - Have you understood the BIGGG picture? Have you got a handle on the MACROOO situation? It's the HELICOPTER view that allows you do BIGGG stufff??
Me -I'm just a simple guy - ploughing my bit of earth and making a simpel living. What do I care about a shootout in an American school? I mean it's not like it's muc different from certain parts of my country.
So 9/11 happened - a lot of Americans got bumped off.... we have that kinda situation all the time here...
None of them looked in our direction when this country was burning!!

Maybe there is!!!
Secondly - is it as scary as we'd be led to believe??
Luckily I don't have all the answers!!
thank gawd for small mercies..... :-)

Life in a Metro

Life in a metro is not very different from the onscreen portrayal.
It's just that the hard stuff is difficult to digest upfront.

Wokay - it's a well made movie - and that includes the way the songs are done with the STRINGS Trio breaking the silence for a bit. Irfann Khan as MONTY is a nice role but poor Konkona - she never gets any action!
She starred in Mr & Mrs IYer - the passengers in the train prevented anything happening between her and Mr.Bose. Then came PAGE 3 - BF turned GAY.
This time around - he was already gay - and tried to trap her into a non-performing relationship. The poor gal must be really desperate by now! tsk Tsk!!

Other than that it's interesting how everyone is sleeping with everyone - other than the person they're supposed to. But it's also an eye opener - on how not to take things for granted in any relationship - especially the marital one.

Also - if there's too much action happening in the house next door - the key is probably being han…


I’m not used to being at a loss for words. If anything – I can convert short nothings into verbose discussions (actually monologues) where the listener (they do listen sometimes) claws at his/her survival instincts to weather the storm.

This was an example!

Lack of Light!

and the good Lord said ,"Let there be light"...
so there was light...

Not so anymore - i tried the line all night long - the light(aka electricity) just refused to come!!

It's crazy when you spend heavily on the monthly Electricity bills and are still praying "aloud" every night for the absence of a power cut. I hate waking up from a well-intentioned, suiting my style kinda dream in an electriless nightmare.

Trust me - if wishes were curses.... the members of the electricity department in this city... would be burnt at the stake!!

Comparing Lives!!

Your Life is Better Than 90% of All People
You really lucked out. Your life is ideal and practically perfect.
You shouldn't have a care or worry in the world...
And make sure you remember that when something little gets you down.
Most people would kill for your life. So be happy that you're the one living it!How Does Your Life Compare?

Maritally Yours!

Yeah - the title is a lil misleading.
I'm all hers.... not really available on a Sharing basis any more!

These last 3 weeks ( to be precise) have ushered in a new phase. I never thought the metamorphosis would be this fast. I feel an internal revolution which came , swept and changed the political environment within me. This was like a well planned military coup or a bloodless revolution.

Things I'd be adamant about in the past - I just smile and accept. Okay - so i have a grumpy face sometimes. But mostly I do the right thing.

I haven't blogged for a while now - it's been sometime, since the wedding/reception pics were put up too. I haven't been much of a social person either. Just too focussed internally and trying to get things set right.

We'd decided early on in the relationship that I would not write about her on this blog. I will honor that agreement here.
See - I'm beoming a GOOD guy already!

1-2-3 Smile

22nd April. 3 days into the marital zone.
It’s time to attend the reception. Mom had been running around for the last 5 months getting this organized. From the color scheme to the flowers, from the band to the menu – everything carried her trademark stamp of style!
With Mom-Dad!!
Sups looked gorgeous as I went to escort her from the parlor. She’d worn a pinkish lehenga with diamond jewelry – ooh she was a stunner (she still is – 9 days into the marriage).
mOM AND us! We arrived at the venue with a grand fanfare by the band. Since we were the hosts, it came to pass that only mom and dad were there prior to us. Gautam, Tina, Vishal and Johnny were also there – well – they’re family… so no formality on that front.

We sat atop a stage – two throne like seats placed side by side. She had a glass of coca cola and me with some single malt – to get us thru this nite of smiling. Her heavy lehenga and jewelry of course prevented her from bending forward and doing the 1-2-3 bend routine.

The Wedding Day

19th April 2007. Dawned nice'n'bright. There was a sense of
expectation in the air We had some pre-marriage functions prior to the
actual ceremony. First, there was the "SAINTH", then the "JANEHU"
(thread ceremony). This was to be followed by the "SEHRA BANDI" in the
evening prior to the actual marital bonding ceremony.
It wasn't all as easily done – as we'd hoped. The decorator put up the
tents, forgot everything else and walked off. Repeated attempts to
contact him from both sides failed. I set about getting things
arranged before sitting my backside down for the rituals. The weird
priest kept on with his intonatations, expecting me to follow suit. I
did, after a point. He started a fire going and had me pouring ghee
into that. The dang thing was so hot – I ended up singing the hair on
my knee – talk about getting a free WAXING done!!Done with the fiery session, we moved on to getting me dabbed with a
mixture of herbs and stuff. This is the local ver…


The last day….
The longest one too!!

Here I am, sitting the Security Check area of the Delhi airport.
It’s 5 AM and we have a flight to catch…. Kinda like the flight of destiny!

This is it.. all guns are loaded and the safeties are off!!
The next two days mark a MILESTONE in my life. I’m getting married J

So I’m dressed in BLUE.. cos’ I’m feeling all blue…
Tina & GT are dressed up to go to Hawaii!!

It’s way before his normal waking hours – so he’s been singin songs since we bundled him into the cab. It started with a deep voiced rendition of Vande Matram – the original song of independence!

Now we wait...

4 days...

4 days of color!!

4din ki chaandni!!!

So we had a small religious ceremony to get us started. It was a small fire ceremony – called a HAVAN… not heaven, not haivan…. That started things here.

There was a Panditji… and there was the family.. the immediate & close family only.

I personally thought it was a drag – but then that’s just me!

We had a small song’n’dance session thereafter – which was more my idea of enjoyment and getting married.

I respect others’ religious beliefs – so I play along for the sake of it when I really really have to. Oh I’m religious – just not ardently so. There are things I believe in and will go the ends of the earth to get. Being overtly religious isn’t one of them. My beliefs lie within me. I don’t impose them, talk about them, or share them unless I have to. I also resent things being thrust down my throat.

The home stretch

5 days to go!!
The countdown is nearing the end of a long and arduous stretch.
Let's just say we're into the home stretch now. Many a game of cricket has been lost here.

Luckily there's no cricket happenin here... Trust the team to guarantee that.

But it's nice to see people arriving finally... my sis is here from HK and so is Gautam.
I was up all early this saturday morning - the last one of my bachelor life. I was determined to make the most of it.
And so WE did.

After loading Tina onto Mom, Gautam and me headed out to do some serious clothes shopping. Yes, my aparel collection was still incomplete. So we traversed the length and breadth of the Mall road, in vain, in the simmering heat!!

Finally, a trip down to Connaught place helped us locate the right bit of clothing for the AASHIRWAAD ceremony (aka engagement - 18th Apr).
We've even managed to do a lil color combination with the Bride!

Then a trip to my fav watering Hole in CP - RODEO.
Here we encountered some pretty pre…

7 day week

Considering I have a week left - lemme get philosophical.
I was just exploring the concept of the 7 day week.

Why is it 7 days??

The first thing to understand is that a week is not necessarily seven days - I thought as much!!

In pre-literate societies weeks of 4 to 10 days were observed; those weeks were typically the interval from one market day to the next.

The 7-day week was introduced in Rome (trust the Romans to finger around with everything) in the first century A.D. by Persian astrology fanatics, not by Christians or Jews.

The idea was that there would be a day for the five known planets, plus the sun and the moon, making seven. (InterestingLogic - though it should an 10 day week by that understanding - not 11 as you are thinking -cos we are already on 1 of the planets)

Then there's the whole concept of a "creation week" as espoused by the Bible - the narrative consists of eight divine commands, or fiats, executed over six days; days three and six each contain two comman…

Skipped No.9

Well - yep - 8 days to go.
I skipped no.9 - which incidentally has always been my lucky number!!
So I didn't wanna chance it!!

A week + 1day = that's all the time I have!!
It's not that I don't have other time - it's just this feeling deep inside of me - something that is hard to put into words.

It's funny how everything is so tightly strained at this point in time- like a guitar on edge. A small "TWANG" and the full orchestra is ready to play.
Hope there ain't too much TWANGing in our case. A lil bit here'n'there can't eally be helped... I guess :-)


This was also a film!!
A multi starrer too!!
Good music.... and I like Abhisheks acting too!!
It's sad that he had to pop it in the end.

Anyway - coming to the point - 10 days left - only DUS din!!

This is the time that a bit of insecurity creeps in... it's nearing the finish line.. really really close... and don't want another someone to win this race

Akshay Kumar - well he tried....
Luckily my true love & Supriyas taste in good clothes won out!!

So folks.... we're still on track for the April 19th Wedding!!!

A Decade & 1

Yoo Hooo - 11 days to go.
Dang - never even realized that we're almost into single digits now!

Then....they came home.. my grandparents... and my aunt... and my bhabhis and my bhai.... and my lil neices.
They all came and reminded me that there's just 11 days to go.
So we had our first quasi -religuous function today. A small ceremony..cos' my granps can't make it to Kolkata for the wedding.
All Smiles - Mom,Dad and my Bua
That's me - with my parents on on side and their parents on the other.

Female power - the ladies of the family(currently). Only my sister, Tina, is missing from this one.
All preparations are on... someone is preparing a dance, so someone is preparing a song. My bhabhis are planning to take my trip royally - during the wedding - this is payback time I guess. I had a lot of fun at their expense during their wedding.
They don't seem to approve of my proposed wedding attire - so I might even have to do a rethink on that front.
Me - i'm just planning…

Double Sixer

Yep - 12 days left for the double whammy comin my way!

Actually it's more than a double whammy!!

So this is the time to make merry and have lots of sherry!
In fact my pal GT is comin down on the 13th night.... that'll ensure we get 2 high octane filled days on the XBOX before the marriage.
We're pretty kicked about that.

Then there is the whole issue on the bachelor party.
We definitely need to have one - still looking for ideas - in fact here will be more bachelorettes than bachelors at that party....hmm..... this sounds interesting.

Then there's the gang that'll make it to Kolkata for the wedding. Ooohhh 18th night beckons... a final night of revelry there!!

Friday -13

It's Friday now.
13 more days.
That tear in the space-time fabric is expanding. Soon it shall encompass all.
I wonder what Calvin & Hobbes would say about it.
The brain does play it's tricks.. every once in a while!!
Well luckily my shopping is mostly done. So everyone gets off my back for a while. I've got a few crazy schemes and pranks still up my sleeve. Will set them in motion during the last week. Nothing too dangerous - but definitely requiring a sense of humor - to appreciate.

2 weeks and counting

14 days to go. 2 weeks of bachelorhood. 336 hours of wondering what the rest of my life is gonna be like. Suddenly it ain't about me. the 'm' in me just got inverted into a 'w' to produce a we.
That's exactly what is going to happen - the world as i know it will be turned on it's head.
I'm trying to get a handle on both - the macro & micro views here.
I had 29 plus years to solve this puzzle, to get my answers correct. But here i am doing 11th hour research. I'm not really having anxiety attacks here - but it's like entering a triangle , the triangle - like the one they have off Bermuda. It's giving me a displaced view of time and space. Something inside of me tells me that the trip to Kolkata is gonna be like a wormhole....

Ek chuhe ki maut

(the death of a rat – literally)
15 minutes to midnight – the stalker arrives…
She is in deep disguise!! She scampers across from room to room,
disturbing utensils, breaking stuff as she goes. She is searching for
food. Food that is not hers to begin with – but that, which she deigns
is good for her tummy anyways.

She is at C-38 now – ah – these folks have a wedding planned in the
month ahead.. lots of sweetmeats are available. She's had a run of the
house for as long as she can remember… these humans are simply
incapable of catching her… and what's more she watched all the Tom and
Jerry cartoons – they're never gonna catch her.
Jerry always wins!!

Umm – not today though!

She's stuck in something.. yecchhh – this feels like glue – never
really liked eating that anyways!
She tries moving her feet – first one, then another. No luck with
either. She looks up to see 3 beaming faces and a bright light –
shining down on her. Is this heaven? Far from it actually – the

Stuck in bed

Well that's where I've been for this last week!!

It's a weird situation to be in. I was supposed to be off to mUmbai & pune this week on tour. That got cancelled for reasons of ill health - not mine. Then i land up with this weird kida fever, shivering and aches all over - docs here give it a scary name!

There's no medicine for this affliction (I'm not talking about lovearia) and it requires a lot of rest and liquid intake (again not the kind that i'd like).

So i'm stuck in bed with nothing to do - other than catch up on some pondering!!
This next week is gonna be a long one.

My friend John - he cals it a DETOX
He says it will be really helpful before the wedding!!!!

jeez.... 19 days to go!!!

Esteemed Company

Quoted verbatim from an email I received the other day!
This is from Divya...

I have something nice to tell you.

Yesterday was a good day for me. I met a host of well known who's who of the country as well as the world. I had the opportunity of being invited to the Award ceremony of the Jawaharlal Nehru Award for International Understanding at the Rashtrapati Bhawan. The award for the year 2005 was given to the Nobel Peace Prize winner, Prof Wangari M Maathai. Not only her, I also had the privelege of meeting several senior officials of the Indian forces, MPs, diplomats from almost all the embassies, and our prime minister, finance minister, vice- president, Dr Karan Singh, and Sonia Gandhi among others. But the best part was meeting the President, APJ Abul Kalam :)

The atmosphere in the hall was splendid. After the conferral and an array of speeches by all in the panel, ..and not to forget the National Anthem...we had a tea and snacks gathering. This was an informal platform fo…