Crazy world... insane thoughts
It's like the title says...

A life a wasting

Thursday, December 27, 2007
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

Sunday, December 23, 2007
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

Saturday, December 22, 2007
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...

Saturday, December 15, 2007
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

Friday, December 07, 2007
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...!!
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Monday, November 26, 2007
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

Saturday, November 24, 2007
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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Monday, November 12, 2007
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 exchanged.

It’s like the beginning of time. There was nothing then. The lord said – let there be light. And there was light. There was still nothing but you could see it a whole lot better.
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The duel endeth!

Monday, November 12, 2007
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 cinema
  • Amazing 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 valid
  • Deepika – makes a man think of what he’d do if he were single. I’d like to write more, but Sups is gonna be reading this…!!!
  • Even the clich├ęs sound interesting.
  • Akshay Kumar as he shoots from between the legs – Return to Khiladi!
  • Farah Khan – for daring to dream and bringing it to life.
  • The end credits – everyone gets their due!
  • Makes you dream

Here’s the stuff I didn’t like about Saawariya

  • Everything is blue
  • The kids are fresh and nice, but the story aint.
  • It’s always night
  • Average music score except for a song or two
  • Sloooooooooooooooooooooowwww & Draggy!!!
  • There’s no direction… predictable and it takes its own sweet time in getting there.
  • Not all short stories are meant for the silver screen – this should have stayed in print!!!
  • In literature as in love we are astonished by what is chosen by others.

I’ve heard the theme music from OSO several times after returning home. My wife has started thinking of this as an obsession!
The duel endeth…. We all know who’s lying on the mats!
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Sunday, November 11, 2007
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!!

Sunday, October 28, 2007
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 jewellery, pamper themselves by buying bangles and get someone to draw intricate patterns with henna on their palms and feet. This is a perfect time to indulge in such practices as they are spared from doing the routine household chores on Karva Chauth. Though of course, such is the case with only the privileged few, as most women, homemakers or homemakers-professionals are required to work like they would on any other day. Sups is working too!!

The women of the neighborhood usually gather in someone’s house and perform the puja together. A small area is prepared for the ceremony that can be performed in any part of the house as well as in the open. A small square platform is placed against the wall and kharia matti (powdery mud) is used to cleanse, make anew and decorate the puja area. An idol of A sudden flurry of activities in the evening indicates that the preparations for the big puja (prayer ceremony) are afoot. The women of the neighborhood usually gather in someone’s house and perform the puja together. A small area is prepared for the ceremony that can be performed in any part of the house as well as in the open. A small square platform is placed against the wall and kharia matti (powdery mud) is used to cleanse, make anew and decorate the puja area. An idol of Gaur Mata or Goddess Parvati, the consort of Shiva (the Destroyer in the Hindu Holy Trinity of Creator-Preserver-Destroyer) is placed on the consecrated spot. Traditionally, the tiny image of Gaur Mata was made from cow dung, though nowadays pictures or idols of Parvati are the norm.

About an hour before moonrise, the women place their bayas over their karvas in a plate and assemble around the puja area to pray while an elderly lady narrates a tale about a young woman who by an unfortunate twist of fate was tricked into breaking her fast. The husband drops dead the very instance his wife breaks the fast. Enraged at the deception that led to her husband’s death the girl implores Gaur Mata to resurrect her husband. The husband finally comes back to life after a period of seven Karva Chauths during which time the young girl neither eats nor drinks. Thus the bride with her unflinching love for her husband and belief in Godess Parvati achieves the ‘impossible’.

After the story is read out to everyone, the women exchange their respective karvas till each one gets her own karva back, while chanting The puja ends with the women showering rice and vermilion on Parvati and seeking her blessings. The younger women touch the feet of the elders, seek their blessings and offer their baya to them. Following this one of the women goes with a plate decorated with lit earthen lamps and a container of water to see if the moon has risen. The moon is not to be seen directly but through a fine mesh or sieve. Water is offered to the moon seven times by each of the fasting women as they all hum a chant. Though the women are allowed to break their fast after they see the moon, it is preferred if they can also see the faces of their husbands before they eat or drink. So the married men scurry back home from work as soon as possible on this day.......... yes I will be home on time!!

Then we will break our fasts together!
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Touch me

Thursday, October 25, 2007
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

Saturday, October 20, 2007
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!!
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New Website

Thursday, September 27, 2007
Yayyyyyyy - I have a new website -
CLick Here
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Website musings

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

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 question is - do I have a core belief that I am aaware of?
at this present moment - it's more like something I want to do
it's more like a journey - that needs be undertaken
life is that same journey
but how does one get a ebsite to reflect that journey?
will it be a judgemental thing - about an individuals journey or a collaborative effort?
I see things - sometimes. These open up a channel to my thoughts. it's like a mind block that melts away
the inspriation is nearly always audio-visual in nature
so - if something I see or hear can open my alleyways - can I do it for others?
if my mind opens up to different possibilities at different points in time - so would it for others
the message will have to evolve constantly
have I seen enough in life to be giving it to others
maybe it's not about giving - it could be more about sharing
there must be countless other sites like this
with loads of individuals who have loads to share
how will I be diffferent?
is it possible to be different?
is it possible to stand apart and say - HEY - this is me. This is what I stand for. I'm not perfect - but I have seen a bit of life - so I want to share it with you. Maybe you can help me do something better. Maybe we can listen to one another and make a difference.
I will have to start small - one by one.
I want to be witty here - but sometimes it's not possible. Sometimes straight facts are more easy to convey
Will they understand me?
I won't know till I try!!!
Somehow - it's all about beating the pain - about being one with it. That oneness will help me get ahead

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What a Match!!

Saturday, September 15, 2007
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 Sreesanth, angling outside the off stump and Misbah gets bat to it. Takes off like a rocket. Yuvraj had other plans – he got the ball across and Sreesanth – calmly wjipped the bails off.

India were back in the match!!!

The bowl – out was almost funny!!
Telling a pace bowler to aim at the stumps from a short run-up is not fair. The pakis missed all 3 penalty shots. The Indians – used the guys who could bowl from a short run-up and hit the stumps!

Final result 3-0

Victory India!!

PS: the actual reason we saw all those see-saws in the match – it started on a Friday in the month of Ramazan – we know the team that normally wins on Friday. Then the date changed – it was now a Saturday – it’s also Ganesh Chaturthi!!
I trust in Ganesha – he pulled us thru :-)
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30th birthing day!

Tuesday, September 11, 2007
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 deadly - i learned to be patient
Gautam - from friend to family - we covered the distance
Nanda ma - for bringin Sups into the world
Jatin - for putting up with me at work - now... and for a long long time in the future
Yatin - for showing me the ropes in my first job - trust me the handholding was useful
Asha - for caring!
Ranit - TRUE INSPIRATION - for guiding me towards EXCELLENCE
Rajiv - for showing me the importance of being detail oriented
Amandeep - for getting me to sing BEEDI JALAIKE in office...
Dinesh - for teaching me to put my feet up and stil lmanage well
Rita Tiwari - for showing me how a woman can be a TRUE BITCH....
Vrinda - for showing me how to grin and bear it - very high tolerance levels
Sarbani - for showing me how to power ones way thru life
Reshma - for the ideals that she stands for
Ranjit Boss - for being a human boss
Jignesh - for giving me the freedome to experiment in the market
Abhilash - for teaching me all i know about exports
Gogi - for giving me shelter when there was need
Avinash - for the masti times at work.. and the italian cusine
Neela - for listening to me
Sambhavi - for giving me the honor of being a brother!
Lalit Fufaji - for seeing something in me and believing in it.
Madhuri - for always being frank and in my face
Ranjini - for keeping me in check.. whenever I thought i was crossing the line
Buli - my half gharwali
Mayura James - for being Crush No.1
Niyati - for showing me the power of empathy
Jayant - for being carefree and showing me that work ain't everything
Parth - for being dedicated like he always is.. and rubbing it off on me
Sudeshna - for showing me that dreams are possible
Niharika - for her devil may care attitude
Preeti - for being the first one to write about me.. in my autograph book (way back in class XII)
Kapil - for putting up with my crap for 4 years in Engg college
Arul - for being the chilled out guy that he is - it was fun being around you
Mallikarjun - for the fun that we had in Mumbai....
Jolein - for the plant that she gave me - which still grows strong
Piyush - for the great company that you were during my days in LG
Johnny - for making me a better person

It's been nice knowing ya all.... Well almost all!!!

Hope to see you stick around for the next 30....!
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Thursday, August 30, 2007
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

Wednesday, August 22, 2007
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.....
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Time to grow up

Tuesday, August 21, 2007
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 our plates and then they'd want to have mid-term polls given the fact that there's no real alternative to the UPA and BJP at this point in time.

I do believe we need to re-look at the areas of amendment in the deal rather than scuttle it for petty politics. I'm glad that the PM is taking a strong stand.

And btw, I'm not someone who loves the congress party - just an Indian.
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Sunday, August 19, 2007
3Fs approach

Follow through

Like a tiger running after the prey.
Very important to plan and execute
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Friday, August 17, 2007
Nobody can be exactly like me. Even I have trouble doing it.

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Wednesday, August 15, 2007
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!

Monday, August 13, 2007
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 pain.

The outlook for the future.
India is shining - quite brightly!

I see flames!!!

The stuff we should not forget!!!
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Thieves inc.

Monday, August 13, 2007
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!!

Friday, August 10, 2007
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!
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the Way ahead

Wednesday, August 08, 2007
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.
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Blacker berry

Thursday, August 02, 2007
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!!

Friday, July 27, 2007
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 though. That's why I'm Fairly hotter - not - Luscious lovergirl.

Oh - obviously I couldn't do this all by my lil sweet self. So I took some help from my pals Measley, Ermine, Tiny, Leville, Shred, Gorge, Bumble bee, Tuna,(not last nor least) Generous Canape, Duping, Plonks...blah.. blah.. blah!! (It's almost like I won an Oscar award)
A few of them had to POP it - to enable this victory. So less folks to share in the spoils!
I'm GROWLING all the way to the bank.. arggh.. arggh.... arggh!!

Words of advice from a song by Harry Belafonte
Methusaleh spent all his life in tears
Lived without a woman for 900 years
One day he decided to have some fun
The poor man never lived to see 900 and one
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Muddle Puddle

Saturday, July 14, 2007
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, sleep well, get laid , assist in procreation and end my days after doing my thing! (wrong Answer)
I’m breathing, living confused, giving crappy advice and not really amounting to much. ( getting closer to the correct answer)
Fuck – I don’t know (now that’s the jackpot)

Does it matter, how much I earn?
Yes yes yes yes yes
So it doesn’t really matter in the biblical sense – cos what I am, is governed by my thoughts and actions. The more I earn, the more I need to spend, the more I think about it, the more I am liable to spend it on material wealth, the more stuff I’m stuck with (the XBOX is an exception) , holy crap – none of that booty is comin away with me to the next life.

How do you put a value to relationships?
Relationships get quantified – I love you sooooooo much, I don’t like that fella one bit, I wouldn’t date you if you were the last man alive. All the terms put a qualitative / quantitative value to the interaction. Doesn’t matter if you love, hate, like, dislike, detest, admire the person. We always manage to do this subconsciously. I’ve been trying to get to the root of the matter. Maybe my friend John can help me here. He’s Gyaani baba – so I’m sure he’ll have stuff to say.
I love you today
I love you more tomorrow
I love you most day after tomorrow.
What after that? Maybe there’s a MOSTEST..
So why quantify it?

Yes – it’s my way or the highway. I live on an expressway. So why can’t you just listen to me for a bloody minute?
I really don’t give a roasted rat’s arse what you think about me or my thoughts.. cos’ I don’t give a shit about yours.
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Friday, July 13, 2007

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.....!!
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Marketing LG!

Thursday, July 05, 2007
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 Maharashtraians really couldn't be good salesmen.
The results vidicated his claims!!

That's him in the middle with his son - at one of our Family DOs
Then there was Jignesh sir, his deputy - who - initially always had it in for me. I threatened to complain to his wife and then brought him under control.

Jignesh poses with a DIOS at Shoppers stop

Piyush was another new joinee like me - albeit he wasn't on the company rolls. So we stuck together and learned from each other. He has a sales background and there was loadsa stuff I learned from him in my time at the Pune branch.
Piyush and Me - in the Accounts section - late one night

I was designated the Marketing Manager for the branch... the work was real grassroot... mostly. There were however occasions of grandeur - when 2 of us Stags walked into the Taj Blue Diamond - presented my VCard and walked into the Disco. That card got a lot of respect.

There was a tremendous amount of work pressure here. You could see it on the faces and their mannerisms. Theree were those who planned well and succceded. Then there were those who sat on the 28th of the month and made frantic phone calls! I'd watch them - all grown men - close to a breakdown - every single month. Yet most of them made it through. The boss had a big hand to play in their success. He was a funloving person - still is - i'm quite sure. His people skills were great and he always let me do as i saw fit. There were few occassions when we had differences of opinion - but then too - he listened me out before the VETO.
He made sure that everyone in the HO knew about my activities and promoted my work tremendously. It was fun working with him.

The best part was that we partied quite regularly.... and i was mostly in-charge of doing the arrangements and having a gala time.
Some moments below!!

Sujit, Faseem and me.
Faseem -May god rest his soul.

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Wednesday, July 04, 2007
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.
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The first paycheck!

Monday, July 02, 2007
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 sigma training – pure mathematics!!

Apart from the training – we had a guesthouse to stay in. There was no air-conditioning and we raised quite a stink on that front. It took a visit from the VP-HR to bring us to terra firma again – we got the ac, though. Ours was an interesting room – Saurabh Saxena, Saurav gupta and me. Both my roommates had twin brothers. Both the twins were named Gaurav. What a TWIN COINCIDENCE!!!

I remember the first time that we had a Pizza lunch with the MD, Mr. KR Kim. It was here that we learned that there’s nothing like a free lunch, quite literally. All individuals attending one of his famed pizza lunches was treated to mouth watering pizza. Only it wasn’t so easy to digest it.
That’s cos’ we were each expected to give a suggestion for improvement in the organization at the end of the lunch. I don’t remember what I said that day – but distinctly remember each of us looking around – hunting for ideas... rather than focus on the pizza at hand.

Finally – after the tests and lectures were completed, came 25th June. The paychecks arrived…worth every bit of the effort expended.
The rankings also came out then… but apart from deciding where we got transferred – they mattered not. Me – I went to Pune… back to the city - back to Symbi!!
The Gang
Seated (L-R) Rajeev Sharma, Shaktibodh Bhatnagar, Amit Dongre, Arjun Mahajan, Amit
Standing (L-R) Amit, Gaurav tikoo, Anjani Kumar, Hemang, Abhishek, Sameer Kar, Sunil Menon, Sujesh, Saurabh Saxena,Shekhar Suri,Avanti Deo, Aditya Kumar, Akanksha Gupta, Yangchan Dolma, Tanveer Uberoi,
On top : Saurav Gupta
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The finger!

Monday, July 02, 2007
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.
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Memories of Midnight

Saturday, June 30, 2007
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 short of midnight. A1 was the Freshers hostel and 307 was our room for 4 on the 3rd floor. There were 4 of us – Nikhil, Ankur, Vivek and myself. (We bummed out Vivek at a later date – another story sometime). Suddenly I started experiencing HIGHs & LOWs rather abruptly. This was followed by loadsa kicks on the rear end – some with shoes and some without. Then the clothes vanished – yikes – this was ragging all over again.
The hostel rector suddenly turns up at our room. I’m wearing a few stitches, there’s Nikhil wearing a slacks with his underwear on top (ala superman). There is a pin drop silence till I start smirking, Nikhil explodes in laughter and suddenly all of us are in splits at the whole situation. The poor man just stares at us, hen fumes and asks for our identity cards. We continue laughing but no cards are given. Outnumbered 30 to 1 – the poor man vows to take it to higher authorities and we almost stop laughing then. But like I said – ALMOST!!
He stomps off in disgust and the festivities resume.

This noisemaking always remained a sore point with the local students through the 4 years. Those poor sons of the soil just never learned to enjoy life – and we’re not talking about money shortage here!
We outsiders – as they called us, topped the classes as well as the women. 99% of the local females weren’t worth hitting on anyways. So our girls were Outsiders – mostly!
The few Mumbai women were exempt from this local classification though.
The locals – we referred to them as GHATIs for their attitude as also for the fact that they were residents of the land of the WESTERN GHATS.
These dudes relied on local firepower to make their points heard. But they never really had the guts to really put up a fight. It was simple – the ay fighting equations changed. All the groups from different states of North India had their differences – but always came together to combat the GHATI menace. Yes – I may be guilty of being a bit of a racist here. But even the professors and lad attendants always favoured the locals over the others. Must be the water they were drinking!!
My Last name – MAHAJAN is also a popular Maharashtrian name. Hence with my defence background and claims of being a son of the soil – everytime a VIVA VOCE was scheduled – I made my bunch of hay!!
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Reminiscing - The Start!

Friday, June 29, 2007
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!!
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Bathroom etiquette

Thursday, June 28, 2007
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 good)

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Writing Type

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

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!

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Saturday, June 23, 2007
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
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Saturday, June 23, 2007
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!
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Boredom @ Newstime

Wednesday, June 20, 2007
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!
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Building blocks

Monday, June 18, 2007
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 – don’t start taking it easy because today was a sunny day. The weather can change – and abruptly so! Never take things for granted.

I realized we need to build on the smaller priceless moments – the emotions – strengthen that castle of Love – fortify it against doubt, misunderstanding, boredom, banality and a host of other terms one may easily locate in an edition of COSMO!

We can’t predict the future or live it in advance. The past is gone – maybe we learned something from it. The present is all that we have to live in. So make the most of it.
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Sunday, June 17, 2007
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….
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Thursday, May 31, 2007

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.
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Wednesday, May 30, 2007
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!!
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Ay Ganpat!!

Monday, May 28, 2007
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!!
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Discovering Hindsight

Thursday, May 24, 2007
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??
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The BIGGG picture

Wednesday, May 23, 2007
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..... :-)

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Life in a Metro

Monday, May 21, 2007
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 handed around.
Like they say - "petrol aur jawani hamesha nahin rehte - aaram se kharch karo"
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Friday, May 18, 2007
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!
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Lack of Light!

Wednesday, May 16, 2007
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!!
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Comparing Lives!!

Monday, May 14, 2007
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!
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Maritally Yours!

Friday, May 11, 2007
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!
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1-2-3 Smile

Sunday, April 29, 2007
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.

(L-R)Arpita,Asha, Abhishek, Aditya, Anish, Arjun, Vishal, Rahul, Sups, Amrita, Ayesha,Kasturi, Alakshita,Johnny

Then the guests & the rest of the family arrived. And they kept arriving. It was like being a railway platform – where all the trains came – gave up a few passengers and moved on. I dunno if that’d be the perfect analogy – but it’ll definitely be close.

The photographer couldn’t get enough of us, even when we finally decided to sit down for a few morsels. He had a story to tell – I guess. My Blondie mama kept me supplied with the single malts as one of Sups uncles whisked her away from my side. He did take my permission though.

It was heartening to see the folks who’d traveled far and wide to grace us and bless us on this, our special moment in time. Friend, family, family friends, their friends too…

Sups’ Mesho offered to get her a set of towels too…. New brides need those he said.
Helps to keep the eyes clear and prevent floods, he said.

We got home a lil after midnight. We were tired and exhausted – all of us. It’d be an early morning departure for us for Goa. So the guys came home, came together one last time.

That's GT, Vishal & JOhn giving their last hurrraahhh for the nite!

I know it’ll be a while till we meet again – but I’m not alone. Never will be alone now. Sups is here!
Gautam & Tina with Bua
The coursemates from NDA gather together

With Aman, Vani & Anku - we're too pooped to get up!

With my Bua and family!

With My Bua, Bhabhis and lil neices

The band strikes a fanfare!

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The Wedding Day

Saturday, April 28, 2007
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 version of the facial –
ensuring I stayed rosy fresh for the nuptials in the evening.

Now's the time when the jitters started getting to me. I was being
trussed up like a big hen!! Maybe not that close actually – but there
were lot of restrictions on me. I couldn't move out of the hotel. In
fact there was talk of confining me to my room, with a bodyguard too!

I survived. I also got my SEHRA on and reached the venue – where I
safely boarded the mare. She was ready and waiting for me – literally!
The band started and the family started their dance. I was not allowed
to dance – so I shook a hip on my seat. Finally, they condescended and
I was allowed to dismount and boogie for a few minutes before the
ceremony started. Supriya saw nothing of this. She was in her own
world. In her own words, she was being given regular updates by the
Child brigade. I'm sure she'd not have been able to dance, not with
the heavy sari and jewelry, the way it was. I was led up to the
wedding Mandap, my shoes placed in safe custody with John & Gautam. I
went thru some of the ceremonies briefly with the Bengali priest. Our
wedding was an amalgamation of the North and the East. Hence the need
for 2 priests who conducted things both ways and consulted as
necessary. The brief was simple – KISS ( keep it short'n'sweet).
Supriya arrived – ever the bride – an image I shall carry with me
forever. She looked breath taking…. So I took several – before saying,

We went thru the rituals like 2 robots – following instructions and
Isaac Asimovs laws of robotics – not inflicting harm on those who gave
us the instructions.
I also maintained a steadfast smile, so that the imagery recorded for
posterity – showed that I wasn't tense. I was – a lil. I'm sure she
was too.

The ceremonies ended – we took blessings from all concerned and bent
down innumerable times. In normal conditions people develop 6 pack abs
with that kind of workout. I just had a bit of tummy clenching pain –
which I bore without any visible change in my demeanor.
There was the whole incident with my shoes. We weren't gonna part with
them easily. Luckily the age gap between the 2 warring parties was
substantial – and in the interests of not showing us as younger than
we were – the shoes were given to the cousins on her side of the
family. I agreed to pay them too – the only catch was a kiss that I
requested from each one – on my cheek. We reached a compromise after
several minutes of haggling & near deadlock in the negotiations. I got
kisses from the youngest members of the group and my shoes in return
for a nice lil "cashy" envelope. I also got to take their sister with
me – as my wife!
As she herself says in retrospect – I get to keep her too. She's the
one who'll actually keep me and the home and the family.

We left the venue amidst heightened emotions and shedding tears,
reached the hoteland were promptly stopped at the gate there. This
time I had to contend with Tina, my sister, my bua, bhabhis and a host
of ladies. Further haggling ensued and I was 5 digits of cash lighter
before Supriya and me were allowed to proceed to our room.

I checked the room for pranks – but my night vision failed me and I
didn't see the intruders before it was too late. Nope – nothing
actually happened – although they claim otherwise. They came out in
time to give us a few blushes and also saved us a lot more. I owe
Vishal and Asha a few pranks for the future. Things could have been a
lot hairier if Vishal had gone ahead and lain TOPLESS on the bed …
hairy one that!!

All in all an interesting day – and that's where this discourse must
end. The rest of history, as they say – must remain a mystery!!

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Wednesday, April 18, 2007
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...
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4 days...

Sunday, April 15, 2007
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.
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The home stretch

Sunday, April 15, 2007
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 pretty women.... Anku, Asha, Rash and surprise of surprises - Rajiv and his betetr half, Shirley!
So another session of gossiping and remembrances ensued. We all ensured that Gautam was bored to death.... and drinking an alcoholic concoction called - LARA NE MAARA; Anku preferred POLLOCK GOING ON & ON, while Asha and me stuck to DHONIS SLAMMERS!! She did try FLINTOFFS FAVORITE, but then realization dawned that not everyone is supposed to enjoy a Margarita!

Everyone talked of how my life was about to change.
Yes - I know!!
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7 day week

Thursday, April 12, 2007
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. (Interesting Logic - 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 commands. This is followed by a seventh day of rest.

First day: Light is created ("Let there be light.")

Second day: The firmament of Heaven is created.

Third day: Land appears, separated from the waters, and named.

Fourth day: Lights are created in the firmament of Heaven, appearing regularly, aiding time-keeping. Two particularly large lights are made, the lesser one the Moon and the greater one the Sun.

Fifth day: Air and sea creatures are created, including "great sea-monsters" or "great whales". They are commanded to be fruitful and multiply.

Sixth day: God lets the earth bring forth Land animals, and God calls them good. Man and woman are created in God's image. They are told to "be fruitful, and multiply, and fill the earth, and subdue it." Humans and animals are given plants to eat. The totality of creation is described by God as "very good".

Seventh day: God rested, and blesses the seventh day, and sanctifies it.
Ideally speaking - 7 days from now I should be resting.....
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Skipped No.9

Wednesday, April 11, 2007
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 + 1 day = 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 :-)
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Monday, April 09, 2007
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!!!
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A Decade & 1

Sunday, April 08, 2007
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 to lie back and enjoy the ride.....
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Double Sixer

Saturday, April 07, 2007
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!!
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Friday -13

Friday, April 06, 2007
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.

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2 weeks and counting

Thursday, April 05, 2007
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....

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Ek chuhe ki maut

Sunday, April 01, 2007
(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
terrorized have become terrorists! She's in hot soup.
Time to die – this rat is goin' down!!!

Well they aren't cruel people – so they aren't going to kill her. So
she is trussed up in a plastic packet and finally sent packing – from
the 3rd floor window.

Inquilab zindabad – finally some peaceful sleep!

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Stuck in bed

Saturday, March 31, 2007
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!!!
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Esteemed Company

Monday, March 26, 2007
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 for everyone to exchange greetings with each other. Most of the diplomats were queued up to say hello to Dr Maathai. She is a very gentle and vibrant lady. After about 5 mins, I approached her and exchanged greetings. She said she was very glad to meet me when I told her that i had read a bit about her. When I told her about the Seeds of Change exhibition held in Delhi, she embraced me, kissed me on my cheek, and said she was very delighted that I took the effort of coming for the occasion and talking to her. She said I must take charge of something and succeed in it as a part of the responsibility of being a youth. I was so happy..also because there were quite a number of diplomats and MPs still waiting to say hello to her!

After that I was thinking of leaving, when I saw the most unassuming man smiling at me from a crowd. He was the President. At first I didnt know whether he was smiling at me, or was it the after effect of a conversation. But soon he left his company and came towards me with an extended hand. We shook hands and I introduced myself. He asked me what was I doing and I told him that I had recently quit my job and was a student again. He was as if overjoyed. He put his arms around my shoulder and said, "Oh! you are a manager, you have a lot to manage in your life ahead." Then he took me to the window and showed me a beautiful sight of the Mughal Gardens. He said, "Why dont you manage the plants and flowers? See, I have such a splendid collection for you. Isnt it?" He went on to tell me that I could come in anytime to the Gardens and that even cameras were allowed in now. Then he looked at me and smiled. I thought it was an indication for me to leave. Then he extended his hand to me yet again and said that it was a great pleasure for him to see the youth in any such gathering. He said, usually he doesn't get to see any of the youth on such occasions out of volition. He wished me all the best and kept his hand on my head and smiled and kept looking at me. I couldnt help but be humbled by his presence. He is so gentle and so sincere. Contrary to my belief, he is not very tall. After that he asked me to have some tea..and almost 5 to 6 people ran towards the counter to get me tea. Then quite famous faces of Dr Manmohan Singh, P.Chidambaram, Sonia Gandhi, and lots of others who I cant put a name to, kept smiling and saying hello to me. I felt so awkward...but nice. All I wanted was to see Prof Maathai and here I was talking to the President, the hero of the nation ...and that too with his frail and gentle hands on my shoulders :)

I quickly gulped my tea and happily skipped out of the palace with ornate ceilings, spectacular decorations, and idol-like durbaans with huge mustaches. Everyone around was as amused to see me as I was to find myself there :)

I thought of sharing this day with you.


I read it , re-read it and thought it'd be a good idea to share it with all concerned. I did take the lady's permission ;-)
That's Divya for you!
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