Monday, December 08, 2008

Scared

I am scared and confused; and as has been the trend over the past few months, meloncholy due to the restlessness, due to the feeling of purposelessness.
Reasons are many, nevertheless, I think I have become prone to complaining, and brooding a lot of over perhaps not so important things. And becoming less self-dependent, trusting too much, not taking decisions myself.
And hence the scary feeling, of the feeling of being stupid, being the average joe. This is not who I am, and this is not who I will be. I will bounce back. Not sure how...sigh; but will find a way. Have to, there is no alternative.

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Eventful Tuesday trip to A Wednesday

The title - a try to come up with something witty - seems a lost cause; so let's get on with it.

Yesterday, went to go watch the new movie - the movie's name is A Wednesday, in case you haven't guessed it already - with teammates A and P. Initial plan was to take an auto to the theater - the Cinemax in Andheri (E). However, at the last moment we decided to take P's car.
We didn't know where exactly the theater was; and it was raining bigtime outside.
Murphy's law dictated that we took the wrong turn from the main road; furthermore, we took a wrong turn in a desparate attempt to find a parking space. Finally, we managed to park the car in P's old office; thankful that she still had the old office sticker on the windscreen.
Next started the search for the theater. After walking for a couple of minutes, then taking a bus and heading out the next second, then taking an auto for 5 minutes and finally walking for another 5 minutes we reached the theater. Adding insult to injury, the theater staff and my ignorance made me join the wrong queue for getting the tickets that we had booked online. However, we made it finally made to the cinema hall, though after having made another wrong turn and opening the entrance to the cinema offices instead of the hall.

The movie was good; a fast paced drama/thriller - overall a great and recommended watch.

Halfway through the pre-interval part, I got a call from roommates requesting me to have dinner outside as those two had successfully managed to devour the food that the maid had cooked for them and me. The solace was that we had some maggi lying around, which I later confirmed with them.
More misadventure was waiting for us when the movie got over. It was raining even more mightily when we came out. Plan was that A would take an auto to his place; me and P would take another to her car and then I will head home. A small discussion for dinner plans died prematurely cause of all the rain. Seeing no autos outside the theater, we decided to brave the rains and venture on to the main road to get one.
That's when disaster hit us first. I stepped into a puddle, assuming it was just an inch deep and instead found a manhole waiting for me. Thankfully, the hole was not very wide, and my other leg hit the front edge and I managed to climb out without much injury. I assumed that A and P had seen me falling, as they were behind me. So not wanting to continue with embarrassment of having fallen into a manhole, and in the race to catch an auto, I shrugged the episode and went ahead with the auto search.
Success in the search came in the third try; and I went back a few meters to indicate to P that I had gotten an auto. At that point I saw A crossing the same spot; I yelled at him - "be careful". Now I know he didn't hear me; and he knows that he missed just by a few inches. I had pointed the spot to P before and now, seeing A getting through safely, I was very much sure that they knew the danger.
So, worried that the auto would take another passenger, I walked back to it and then turned towards A and P. And that's when disaster struck the second time. I saw P falling into the same hole. That was perhaps the biggest WTF and frightening moment of my life. I ran back, but by the time I reached, she had gotten out of the ditch safely.
But were we shocked!! When it happened to me I was just shocked, because it happened so fast. I fell in the hole and climbed outside within two seconds, max three. Seeing it happen to a friend was so damn frightening, apart from the immense shock factor. The only other moment I could remember when I was so shocked and frightened was years ago when I realized that I had taken a step and had landed not even an inch far away from a snake's mouth.

Thankfully neither of us were hurt seriously and we reached our places without any further misadventures.

When I finally regained complete control of my senses on the way back; I realised I had made two mistakes. I had forgotten my bag in P's car and I should have put a bamboo or something in that hole to warn others; but forgot both due to the shock. However, overall, the episode was nothing huge, in fact we high-fived the next day on an adventurous evening.

Lesson learnt - do not let such small things shock you so much for so long.

Bigger lesson learnt - watch before you step!!

By the way, the snake was dead!

Friday, September 05, 2008

lalbaugcha raja

That's the name of the Ganesh idol in Lalbaug area of Parel in Mumbai. That's the idol which is getting a Z-category security cover from the Mumbai police, or to be more precise, the whole festive organization centering around the idol, celebrating its platinum jubilee this year.

The question that comes is - what exactly is the fuss all about? So the inquisitive me got a very good opportunity of finding out when a friend, who is more religious than me, proposed that we go and visit it for a darshan .

The decision was made on the spur of the moment and we decided to go day before yesterday evening. Those who know Mumbai, would know that Saki Naka to Parel is a fare bit of distance, and trying to accomplish this commute by road in the evening traffic is one form of slow death. However, day before yesterday being Ganesh Chaturthi, there wasn't much traffic and we reached there in an hour.
I was joking that there seems to be no traffic and perhaps not that big a crowd would be there for the darshan. My friend said," tu dekh, puri mumbai ki bheed udhar hi hogi". And man, how correct was she. When we first reached the place, after having a very timely dinner - we would indeed have perished before the night was over hadn't we eaten then - we realised that there was a long queue. Long but not THAT long I said, from my past experiences of visiting religious places on such auspicious days.

So we did a small jugaad and entered the queue somewhat ahead saving us one hour. But still I expected a 3-4 hour queue. But then we were hit by a real life example of the "tip of the iceberg". The queue that we had seen on the road was just 1/5th of what was inside. First there was one room 25 by 25 meter square with 15 parallel rows and then another room 4 times that with similar serpentine queues. All the calculations said it would be a 7 hour queue in total.

Then my friend had a brilliant idea and we just skipped one half of the bigger room - bang - a save of atleast 2 hours. Another few minutes and we were in front of Ganesh ji; asking for all the things we had ample time to think about while standing in the queue. Though I didn't get any extraordinary bhakti-bhav near the idol - no offenses, afterall my friend was deep in prayers, so i guess the idol does have some effect - I guess the whole point was to go through such a tough routine and get to an objective. For me, that high would be as good as the high other people get after having a darshan. Once out from the pandaal, we shook hands on a mission successfully accomplished.

Isliye jor se bolo ganpat bappa morryaaa...lagbaucha rajacha jai jai kaar

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Need an anchor

Life's become a purposeless commute. From day to night, from apartment to office. I desperately need an anchor. Without it, the waves of indecision and the tides of everyday activities are just throwing me here and there. Dunno where this all is going; and in the meantime, I am dying inside, a slow and steady decay of frustration and helplessness...

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Greatness

the problem with greatness is, people tend to associate it with a very few qualities, a few events and anecdotes. No one who has been termed great, ever in the history of humankind, was/is made up of just those few character traits and events. S/he is a complete humain being. The rest need to separate out the heroism from the totality, in order to satisfy their need to look up to something ; something which they strive to become. these are tales, of ordinary people, or may be slightly extraordinary people, converting them into super extraordinary heroes; tales created and spread wide in order to fulfil different objectives at different times. i remember watching a movie, i think it was braveheart, where a common man comes up to the lead character and asks him - i thought you were a gigantic 8 foot tall big muscle guys; but u are just like us; so where did this tale come from , people telling each other about some mythical human who could slaughter enemies like some ancient god-hero. these tales originated because the people needed to believe that someone existed amongst them who could indeed slaughter enemies, so that they, in turn, could garner the courage to stand up against tyranny. thus began the story of a hero. of course a person who has the capacity to be called a hero is also required; but its the need of the hour that creates a hero out of him/her.

confusion

questions of existence
survival vs living
rationality vs idealism vs ground truths
floating aimlessly vs rowing to the island just beyond the horizon
where's the horizon? when? how?
the purpose of it all ; meaning
so many questions; or may be just one, many forms
someone truly said - ignorance is bliss
but what do u do -
the curse of knowledge - of half knowledge -
is already upon u
try to find light in the darkness
without really needing anything,
cause u already have infra red
so wat with that quest of light?
may be just need a direction;
or it already is there..just the knowledge of it...

Saturday, June 07, 2008

Its raining

It has started to rain in Mumbai; has been raining all the time since yesterday. Am so excited, if only didn't have an exam to write tomorrow and if only Mumbai was half as clean as Bangalore. Even then, the sound of the sudden increase in the downpour attracted me to the window and i couldn't resist feeling happy and snapped a pic of the view outside my window.

That's it for now. back to studies..

Saturday, March 22, 2008

We need an Obama

How I wish that the Gandhis, the Advanis, the Yadavs, the Karats and the Thackerays of this country had the understanding and the audacity to rise against the culture of divisiveness; on the lines of caste, region and religion; which is so pervasive in our country - as Obama does in his remarkable speech on the racial divide in his country.

And on the sidelines, I hope the Indian economy realises soon that we need to be creating enough jobs within the country to support the employment requirements of the ever-growing youth. Obama's speech makes it pretty clear that if he wins, the outsourcing on which we rely so much, will take a serious backseat. What we need to realise is that even if he doesn't, the problem doesn't get solved; we only get slightly more time to come up with a solution.

Friday, March 07, 2008

Liberating

Those who know my daily routine would be aware that I often come back from office after at least 9 in the night; if I am lucky I am back at 8. Today, there was a day of exception. For the first time, in the past 7-8 months I have been working at my current job, I left office at 1815 hrs.
The feeling was so different - kind of liberating.
It was so good to see sun light in the evening; to see people moving around - doing their kitchen shopping at the roadside vegetable market, waiting at bus stops in numbers to get a bus back to home, coming out of offices with their lunch boxes; to see a tempo driver trying to tie a canvas cover-all over his tempo; to get stuck at one of the many traffic signals; to have so much of activity around; to feel life going on; to feel liberated.

tere ishq ki ek boond

तेरे इश्क की एक बूँद
इसमें मिल गई थी
इसलिए मैंने उम्र की
सारी कड़वाहट पी डाली
-- अमृता प्रीतम

found at a comment from rk in http://desitrain।com/2008/03/03/will-you-marry-me/


for those whose screen can't show hindi fonts
tere ishq ki ek boond
ismein mil gayi thi
isliye maine umra ki
saari kadwahat pi daali

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

A smile is always beautiful

Was just talking with a friend and the discussion turned to smiles; how they are beautiful or how people have to try to get a good smile.
I feel a smile is all about feeling good; if you are feeling good and you have a smile on your face - that's what a beautiful smile is all about.

A few weeks ago I was coming back from somewhere and saw a kid, around 10 years old, hanging out his head from the back window of a car. His face looked a combination of sadness, curiosity and boredom. And something made me wave at him; and he waved back with a big smile; and that made me smile. Not as big as his; but it was a smile; and it made me feel good. From my understanding of the world, and for my sake, that is a beautiful smile.

As I told my friend, "a smile is in itself, by definition, amongst the best beautiful things in the world".

So my friends, if you find that you have not genuinely smiled lately, do all of us a favour and look around you, I am pretty sure you will find something which will make you feel good and make you smile.


Monday, March 03, 2008

Checking the blog this link from blogger

Google News: "In Russia, Medvedev Sweeps Presidential Election"

How Google Snatched Business From Yahoo

Just realised that I used to have a yahoo account and actively used it for mail and chat. I must have created that id back in 2002, when I joined kgp and was introduced to the might of the thing called world wide web. Then, a well known search website, called Google, introduced its mail and chat software, sometime in 2005. And within a span of a few months, it had won me over from Yahoo, a service I had been using for almost three years. And why could it win; I won't go over what was/is better in Google than Yahoo. The bottomline is that more of my friends were using Google Talk and hence I moved to Google and so on...

Just to give you a perspective - just now, I logged into my yahoo mail account after so many days and found that the last mail in my inbox is dated 9th May 2005 - almost 2 and a half years ago. Actually, I had stopped using the Yahoo account completely; was forced to log in due to some reasons this December. I had forgotten the password and other security details; it was a tough job getting the password back :P

PS: I just did some googling and found that Gmail was launched somewhere round Feb 2005 April 2004 (edit: as indicated by Parag in the comments, and I will accept his word on this); and Google Talk around July 2005 (found an article dated Aug 2005 which says Google Talk already launched.). Any idea where this information would be available on Google websites; did some cursory search, but couldn't find it.

EDIT: Parag has summarized the advantages of Gmail over Yahoo in the comments (my post never intended to do this comparison; that's the reason I missed out on these differences :) ). Though I disagree with him on one thing, if I remember correctly, the chat facility from within the Gmail page came much later on than Gmail became common usage. Though personally I prefer the desktop client when I am using my own system. It of course is a great boon when you are on an alien system without the client.

EDIT: I am in no way affiliated to either Google or Yahoo.

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Friday, February 29, 2008

Chak de...Patel

Was just watching the movie Chak De...India. In the climax of the movie, when the Indian goalkeeper Vidya successfully defends the goal and centre forward Komal runs towards her and hugs her; the moment of my life which flashed before my eyes was from 3 years ago; the moment when Patel won that table tennis match and won the sports general championship back at kgp for 2004-05.
To some of my closest friends, this might come out as strange, may be weird; some may not even like it. Some I hope will understand. Whatever it may be; the truth is that moment was and will always remain big for me. I don't remember who played the final game; whether it was Devesh or Chaubey or Srikant Da - I think it was Srikant Da - but I remember that moment was one of sweet success. Result of some very passionate and dedicated work from a lot of us; that success was, at that point of time, so huge that it even eclipsed my getting through JEE. And though only a few days later, a series of events changed the tide of time and what followed was one of the saddest periods of my life; but at that moment I was happy and I was proud; and for that moment, I will ALWAYS be.

I hope, out of the few souls, that have been with me through those times, there would be at least one who would understand this oddity.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Not so crappy Valentine Day poem

There was a time
when I had some things to say,
some words I did utter
but the meanings went astray.

Neither did I say it all
nor could I hide it.
The time was tough; you a good friend.
At the end, we sailed over
thankfully, without having to pretend.

I know you don't read my blog
but pray you visit this once.

though it doesn't change a thing
and words are so few;
just wanted to finish my story
i was truly in love; yes, with you.

Crappy Valentine Day Kavita

was talking with a friend; turned out he was working on his resume; so started giving him funda in the form of a poem. fir laga bahut dino se kuch post nahi kiya, to ye poem hi post kar dun


seems u very happy happy
found some girl chirpy chirpy?
(T says: naaaaaaaa)
tune itna bada no bola
mere curiosity ka gate khola
smile hai tere chehre pe bada wala
jaroor hai daal mein kuch kaala
(now T tells me he is working on his CV)
cv banata hai valentine ke roj
arre gadhe jaa ke koi bandi khoj
(T says koi nahi milegi, he has given up)
kaisa pessimist hai tu yaar
koshis kar baar baar
aisa kya ho gaya tere saath
ki pyar ki ab kar bhi nahi sakta baat
(T sends a sheepish "hehe")
bas yahi smile to tera raaj hai
tera genius to saath ka saaj hai
koi to hogi ladki tere dil mein
naam likh de uska apne will mein
jaake dikha usko apni wasiyat
samjhegi tab wo teri asliyat
phir wo pyar karegi tumhe itna
goldman ka profit is saal nahi tha jitna

well that was it, when this idea of posting it here struck me.
BTW, those who feel like udaaoing majak and terming us loosers based on their notion that valentine's day evening should be spent with a person of the other sex; fyi, this guy is amongst the biggest winners i know; and me...well i hate myself for being modest :P

Friday, January 11, 2008

Which one is worse?

I would definitely be asking myself this question if I were a US citizen.
Which one is worse?
  • FBI tapping into citizens' phone lines without the "normal" due process of law
  • The same wiretapping lines being disconnected because FBI could not pay the fees for them

Tuesday, January 08, 2008

Harbhajan, Symonds, Ponting and an Insurance company I can't name

Fjrst, read this: http://kpowerinfinity.wordpress.com/2008/01/06/monkey-man-and-other-stories/

must say, the maid stuff is awesome.

Interestingly, i knew that this stuff had happened in the test match; but was not very much into it; didn't think of the issue to be so big. All the day I had an insurance company (damn those confidentiality clauses that i signed; can't even write the name here) , Aamby Valley and a beautiful girl on my mind. But when I came back home and logged into my Google Reader; the Indian blogosphere and my roommate were there to bring me back to reality. This issue is indeed big.

Now that i think of it, I did have a discussion with a couple of colleagues over this issue. Though, the discussion was more on the Harbhajan and racism stuff than Australia's lack of sportsmanship. My mind was overwhelmed trying to understand the reinsurance businesses surrounding this company and budget limits for my company offsite; so wondering about why calling a man with black skin color as black is racist was a good respite. But I am so sorry I didn't put time aside to think and discuss aloud to understand the flow of events that led an umpire to ask the fielder instead of the third umpire about the validity of a catch and so on.
As my roommate told me, it is a matter of national importance, of my country's prestige.
I hope this doesn't caste shadows on my patriotism.

for a bigger,and serious, post on the same issue, visit the-outburst

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Black Holes

Black holes are holes just to outsiders; to the insiders, they are full; like a cup brimming to the top.
So, it's just a matter of being on the correct side. Strange, how knowledge and revelations are different...
Well, let's make this one black. Go, go, go

Tuesday, January 01, 2008

New Year, New Goals

Happy New Year
Wow, another new year
2007 was really great; one of the most eventful of my life. So many things happened. Made some wonderful friends at my first job; cleared CFA, switched industries and joined a new job, flew for the first time, and flew for 13 times in the whole year; went to the US; and a few other things.
Now comes 2008. Many things in mind that I would like to do this year. The list starts with answering a few questions that I have had for quite some time now, the most important being what I want to do in my life. There are a few others, but they are of the sort of flixter's never ending quiz; and only time and experience can answer them.
So the most important question is related to my career; where it is going and what I plan to do with it.
Apart from this, I need to take care of my health; especially after seeing the poor health I have been keeping lately; what with frequent headaches and cold. The remedy consists of, among other things, correcting my sleep routine which means going to bed early and waking up early; getting into some exercises, join a gym; and getting a firm hand on my dietary habits; let's start with having some decent breakfast everyday.
Next comes what I want to do with my extra time. Whenever I get time and opportunity, I go to Vashi or some other place, away from my flat. But when I get stuck at this place, I am left with nothing to do. Thoughts of joining some organisation working for improvement of children's conditions in our country has always been there in my mind. I think I should join CRY and spend some time there. Also, need to regain my reading habits. It has slowed down lately.

So that's a broad list of things to do this year. Need to make it more concrete and more quantified.