Life moves on, people change, friends change...life moves on. But some pillars are always there.
Searching for something on my gmail, i came across mails from my wing-mates, from each one telling what they had to say about the rest. And that led to memories...
Guys, this is an ode to those times. Our relationship was not perfect; far from perfect. But we were there during tough times, and good times. We learnt a lot from each other, we developed with each other; we found solace in each other; and i found an island of comfort in you when i was surrounded by the one of the very few dark times of my life.
Looking back, I couldn't have asked for more. Those memories are amongst the very core pillars of what I am today. New pillars get added, new stories get built, but these are there to stay.
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Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Thursday, May 17, 2007
the best times
A tribute to the best times we ever had, by a friend
Today, as i have just woken up, i secretly want someone to ask me,
"bf?" in a chat window. I want someone to come to my room just to
enter, sit, see me chatting or watching a movie and then leave without
making a single remark. I want to go to a room adjacent to mine and
complain about the kind of songs/movies/videos he likes. I want to
shout from one end, asking some stupid question to a person, about
something which even a dumb a$$^@!& can answer. I wish someone came
to my room or i might have gone to his room and asked "sutta hai?" and
most probably the answer from either side would be, "tck". I wish i
could go and lay on one bed which is small for even one person with 4
others. Oh!!! I wish i could do this all, one more time.
missing u all guys...
for the whole post by my friend, go here
Today, as i have just woken up, i secretly want someone to ask me,
"bf?" in a chat window. I want someone to come to my room just to
enter, sit, see me chatting or watching a movie and then leave without
making a single remark. I want to go to a room adjacent to mine and
complain about the kind of songs/movies/videos he likes. I want to
shout from one end, asking some stupid question to a person, about
something which even a dumb a$$^@!& can answer. I wish someone came
to my room or i might have gone to his room and asked "sutta hai?" and
most probably the answer from either side would be, "tck". I wish i
could go and lay on one bed which is small for even one person with 4
others. Oh!!! I wish i could do this all, one more time.
missing u all guys...
for the whole post by my friend, go here
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Wednesday, December 14, 2005
sandy gets into ITC
well, the title of the post says it all. His interview was yesterday, as was five others'.All, except one, got placed.
A couple of days ago, i was telling shukla that he's gonna get through the interview. The guy really deserved it.
And then when we got the news yesterday, i was telling shukla, yaar is bande mein kuch to hai. aise dekho to koi difference nahi hai apne aur iske beech mein, but....
Well, we look for studs in kgp, one lives 2.5 metres from me. :D
talking of job scenario, TJ's got a ppo from TI. though he is still awaiting a formal letter, but i guess its for the better. It still gives him chance to try for other companies.
I have taken a very risky decision of going for only core EC companies. Sometimes, i really get scared. But then, okhal mein sir daal hi diya hai to musal se kya darna
Neeraj has said that from 21st onwards, he will wake up early and pray for us . well Neeraj u beeter remember that and bhagwan ji, please Neeraj ki sun lena.
A couple of days ago, i was telling shukla that he's gonna get through the interview. The guy really deserved it.
And then when we got the news yesterday, i was telling shukla, yaar is bande mein kuch to hai. aise dekho to koi difference nahi hai apne aur iske beech mein, but....
Well, we look for studs in kgp, one lives 2.5 metres from me. :D
talking of job scenario, TJ's got a ppo from TI. though he is still awaiting a formal letter, but i guess its for the better. It still gives him chance to try for other companies.
I have taken a very risky decision of going for only core EC companies. Sometimes, i really get scared. But then, okhal mein sir daal hi diya hai to musal se kya darna
Neeraj has said that from 21st onwards, he will wake up early and pray for us . well Neeraj u beeter remember that and bhagwan ji, please Neeraj ki sun lena.
Monday, June 13, 2005
The Weekend That Was
The weekend started early on Friday night. Me , Rachit n Raj Tilak went to see Mr & Mrs Smith. Romi, Amlan n Shandilya joined us at the multiplex. Expectations were high after seeing the trailors. But the movie was as bad as it can with Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie firing off latest model guns like apna Sunny Deol. In fact, I liked his action in Gadar much more than this. Already having lost 80 bucks over the movie, we went home and found the auto driver asking for 1.5 times the meter fare. I had heard that this was a rule late in the night and didnt argue much.
Saturday was no better on account of wasting away on money. I paid 65 rupees for a journey in auto when i could have travelled the same distance in about 15. Aneways, this time it paid off and I got what I wanted.
I met Abhinav aka Rancho and Amit aka Mota and we came back to my place. Along with RTR we went out to take a stroll and for them a sutta break. There is a thater nearby . Its compound has a circular grass lawn and we decided to spend some time there. There was some show going on and we were made to believe that it was a Helen show. A gatekeeper offered to take us inside and get us front row seats for 150 rupees. Instead of availing of the offer, lawabiding that we are, we bought 4 tickets for 200(50 each)and went in. It turned out that it was a performance by some Manmouji orchestra headed by lead singer Medha Paranjpe. At first, it seemed these 200 rupees were also lost. But the orchestra was good as were the sound n lights. We really enjoyed it. Even Mota who was sulking at the beginning ended up watching the whole show.
On Sunday, we went to Singadh Fort. Not much of the original fort remains. But there were new buildings up there and quite a few communication towers. There was a bungalow owned by Bal Gangadhar Tilak in the past.
The whole place was quite large in area and I was a little surprised to find such a large, relatively flat, place on top of mountains. On the back side, there was even a small winding river, the view was just fabulous. The wind was cool and of course quite a few good looking girls were also there. The sunset view over the cliffs and the river in the valley....its a must visit if ever u r in Pune.
We had gone up in a jeep but while returning we decided to come back on foot on a different path. Its like a trek; and rtr and rancho were a little apprehensive with the sun already set. But me and mota managed to convince them and we started down. For sometime we were the only four people on the trek. The rural people used the path frequently to go up and there were a few huts on the way. When we were half way down, we met a couple who were also going down. They had already taken that path while going up(as they told us).
Then an interesting thing happened. We were a little ahead of them and went on to a different path. But they didnt try to correct us or call us to say that we were going in the wrong direction. Only when we saw them going a differnt way that we called them and they told us to follow them.
I could figure out only three possible explanations: either the path we had taken also lead to the village below or they were afraid of four boys in the deserted place or they were goons trying to trap us. But we believed and continued behind them. However, we were still thinking why had they behaved in such a manner.
But before long, we lost them and reached upon a pebbled path, which must have been a regular road in the past. We were relieved that we were in the right direction. But the worst was still to come.
Around 200 metres ahead we reached a flat space and felt that the road was going in the opposite direction. With almost no light and only a feeble torch in my Nokia 1100, we looked for another path. And then we made our worst mistake.
Instead of trying to find a path to the village, we started trying to find a path to a building which was nearer and had lights on. We backtracked, we went in all possible directions but couldnt find any way. Thankfully, during all this we had not lost sight of the village and the pebbled road. It seemed we would have to spend the night there. But we still continued to search for a way to the building. After many attempts and 45 minutes we realised, the building was on a different cliff and we decided to come back to where we had left the pebbled path. We thought of following it a little more.
And only 10 meters ahead from where we had left it , the road turned back to the village and we could see the lights. I cant tell how relieved we were. 5 minutes later we were in the village and on our way back to Pune.
Its a different thing that once we were safely in the village, rancho and rtr started crying and swearing over our decision to come down on foot. But who cares, we had enjoyed ourselves and had an adventure and we made it.
Later in the night mota and rancho left for Ahmad Nagar. I may be visiting Ahmad nagar this weekend for rancho's treat if his brother clears jee. Lets hope and pray.
Saturday was no better on account of wasting away on money. I paid 65 rupees for a journey in auto when i could have travelled the same distance in about 15. Aneways, this time it paid off and I got what I wanted.
I met Abhinav aka Rancho and Amit aka Mota and we came back to my place. Along with RTR we went out to take a stroll and for them a sutta break. There is a thater nearby . Its compound has a circular grass lawn and we decided to spend some time there. There was some show going on and we were made to believe that it was a Helen show. A gatekeeper offered to take us inside and get us front row seats for 150 rupees. Instead of availing of the offer, lawabiding that we are, we bought 4 tickets for 200(50 each)and went in. It turned out that it was a performance by some Manmouji orchestra headed by lead singer Medha Paranjpe. At first, it seemed these 200 rupees were also lost. But the orchestra was good as were the sound n lights. We really enjoyed it. Even Mota who was sulking at the beginning ended up watching the whole show.
On Sunday, we went to Singadh Fort. Not much of the original fort remains. But there were new buildings up there and quite a few communication towers. There was a bungalow owned by Bal Gangadhar Tilak in the past.
The whole place was quite large in area and I was a little surprised to find such a large, relatively flat, place on top of mountains. On the back side, there was even a small winding river, the view was just fabulous. The wind was cool and of course quite a few good looking girls were also there. The sunset view over the cliffs and the river in the valley....its a must visit if ever u r in Pune.
We had gone up in a jeep but while returning we decided to come back on foot on a different path. Its like a trek; and rtr and rancho were a little apprehensive with the sun already set. But me and mota managed to convince them and we started down. For sometime we were the only four people on the trek. The rural people used the path frequently to go up and there were a few huts on the way. When we were half way down, we met a couple who were also going down. They had already taken that path while going up(as they told us).
Then an interesting thing happened. We were a little ahead of them and went on to a different path. But they didnt try to correct us or call us to say that we were going in the wrong direction. Only when we saw them going a differnt way that we called them and they told us to follow them.
I could figure out only three possible explanations: either the path we had taken also lead to the village below or they were afraid of four boys in the deserted place or they were goons trying to trap us. But we believed and continued behind them. However, we were still thinking why had they behaved in such a manner.
But before long, we lost them and reached upon a pebbled path, which must have been a regular road in the past. We were relieved that we were in the right direction. But the worst was still to come.
Around 200 metres ahead we reached a flat space and felt that the road was going in the opposite direction. With almost no light and only a feeble torch in my Nokia 1100, we looked for another path. And then we made our worst mistake.
Instead of trying to find a path to the village, we started trying to find a path to a building which was nearer and had lights on. We backtracked, we went in all possible directions but couldnt find any way. Thankfully, during all this we had not lost sight of the village and the pebbled road. It seemed we would have to spend the night there. But we still continued to search for a way to the building. After many attempts and 45 minutes we realised, the building was on a different cliff and we decided to come back to where we had left the pebbled path. We thought of following it a little more.
And only 10 meters ahead from where we had left it , the road turned back to the village and we could see the lights. I cant tell how relieved we were. 5 minutes later we were in the village and on our way back to Pune.
Its a different thing that once we were safely in the village, rancho and rtr started crying and swearing over our decision to come down on foot. But who cares, we had enjoyed ourselves and had an adventure and we made it.
Later in the night mota and rancho left for Ahmad Nagar. I may be visiting Ahmad nagar this weekend for rancho's treat if his brother clears jee. Lets hope and pray.
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
last weekend
the weekend started on friday evening . met shanku n neeraj who had come down from bombay. we went to see Naina(which was released that day only), the latest Ram Gopal Verma movie. The first half was quite captivating and it raised our expectations . However, post interval the movie lost it completely. But it was not a complete waste of 70 bucks. After coming out of the multioplex we decided or rather confirmed our decision of going to shrdi on saturday night.
in the meanwhile , frustated with bsnl service, i decided to buy a new sim card and took idea's. And now i am left with two sim cards with none working.
Aneways, we reached Shirdi on Sunday morning. Rancho and Mota were already there waiting for us. After washing up, the next stop was Sai Mandir. As soon as we reached the temple , a couple of people started to request us to keep our footwear with them. After tryin our best to brush them off, we decide it was of no use and finally agreed to their 'requests'.After buying some prasad from them(i hope u didnt expect they were keeping our shoes for charity) we entered he temple. It took us quite sometime to figure out where to go for darshan and all. An elderly uncle helped us and we began on our expedition of two darshans. First was soon over. Then the search for the start of the second queue took us around five minutes. It was sooooooooo long that it took us more than an hour to finally come to the worshipping place.But the hard work was worth it.
Next stop was Shani Singnapur where we heard there were no thefts, which was disproved by an experience one of my friends , who was there on the same day, had. But leave alone theft , there was daylight robbery. The shopkeepers robbed us of 100 bucks for pooja material which would not have cost them more than 25-30 rupees. And then we had to go to the temple with only a towel on---no comments----. and the road was so hot , it burnt our feet. I had to make a choice between running to a cooler place or holding my towel in place and walk with my feet burning. I took the second choice, of course.
Finally, after all this we returned back to Shirdi and after lunch started discussing whether we should go to Trayambakeshwar or not and it yes hen how. This discussion took us around two hours and it was now 5 o'clock wheh we learnt that the temple is closed at 5.30.
Finally, exhausted with the day, we started our way back, me to Pune, Shanku and Neeraj to Mumbai and Mota n Rancho to Ahmed Nagar.
in the meanwhile , frustated with bsnl service, i decided to buy a new sim card and took idea's. And now i am left with two sim cards with none working.
Aneways, we reached Shirdi on Sunday morning. Rancho and Mota were already there waiting for us. After washing up, the next stop was Sai Mandir. As soon as we reached the temple , a couple of people started to request us to keep our footwear with them. After tryin our best to brush them off, we decide it was of no use and finally agreed to their 'requests'.After buying some prasad from them(i hope u didnt expect they were keeping our shoes for charity) we entered he temple. It took us quite sometime to figure out where to go for darshan and all. An elderly uncle helped us and we began on our expedition of two darshans. First was soon over. Then the search for the start of the second queue took us around five minutes. It was sooooooooo long that it took us more than an hour to finally come to the worshipping place.But the hard work was worth it.
Next stop was Shani Singnapur where we heard there were no thefts, which was disproved by an experience one of my friends , who was there on the same day, had. But leave alone theft , there was daylight robbery. The shopkeepers robbed us of 100 bucks for pooja material which would not have cost them more than 25-30 rupees. And then we had to go to the temple with only a towel on---no comments----. and the road was so hot , it burnt our feet. I had to make a choice between running to a cooler place or holding my towel in place and walk with my feet burning. I took the second choice, of course.
Finally, after all this we returned back to Shirdi and after lunch started discussing whether we should go to Trayambakeshwar or not and it yes hen how. This discussion took us around two hours and it was now 5 o'clock wheh we learnt that the temple is closed at 5.30.
Finally, exhausted with the day, we started our way back, me to Pune, Shanku and Neeraj to Mumbai and Mota n Rancho to Ahmed Nagar.
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