Its 4:10AM, Just had my dinner with Aloo Gobi.. drove I-10 for first time.. shouted at someone for no reason.. met an old friend @ IIT Delhi's gate, where I least expect him to be.. Dance madly at 80's English songs... Knowing i can control myself... Happier then ever... What a Grand welcome to 2010... HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL !!!

DATE WITH CAT '09...

Its being around two years in NCR, n i have learned a lot of bad things... n i m not much ashamed of them either... :) One of such is watching movies even before first day (Friday's) first show. And u know habit sustains, and i booked First day first show even for CAT. I wasn't much serious about the paper, but in later phase i felt 'was my decision of early Dating, right?' Now, i can say it was. As D day was coming nearer, i was getting more serious about d same. I even enrolled for some online papers, much to discourage myself...

Finally, the day arrived, v had to reach 2 hrs. before the test, so had to woke up around 7. And as i was rushing through the crowd, on way to exam center, i come across a small girl (just passing by d road), and her adorable smile (one for me), which traveled from her lips to mine, it just slow me down. Thinking of that as a good omen i entered the center, to find queues for entry and those faces, Oh GOD!! i can't forget those looks, i still feel like laughing at the way everyone carry tension with them. That was the only boosting factor, excluding that lovely smile. As we all know this world is small, and it surly is, i meet few of my colleagues and an unknown junior, at d center, they helped me pass that waiting period.

The moment paper started, every ones calculations went wrong, there were just 60 questions, instead of expected 65, twenty each for all three sections. I have a simple believe, never be afraid of exams, they will come again, and there's never an end to world. I started high on confidence, and as Maths being my favorite, was by far first choice to start. I was just doing my second question, n the person seating just left to me start calling 'Excuse me, see what happened to my screen', that time i was in no mood to get involve in some extra co-acts. But i cant stop my self from hearing, as they were just speaking into my ears, i heard one saying 'You have clicked "Quit Test" and ur test is over. "Ohh MY GOD!!!" was my reaction. They tried to restart his test but even those experts cant help the poor lad. I will just say "Watch out of that 'Quit Test' option".

Exam was going smooth for me, after long time i have been able to solve too many questions, most of them without or with less trouble, it was also because our set of math was too easy. I followed Math with English. I know my English is too good to be selected for IIM's, but this time i want to give this section some more time so that i would say, 'this was my best attempt for the section'. My liberation to some foreign language n over confidence in one of my solid section DI, made me stretch my time on the verbal section, n i end up with just 25 odd mins. for DI. For first few minutes i cant think of any thing, and the clicking clock was causing much more toll. I just left the paper for some moment and stated looking back at other sections. Till then i had figured out how to proceed, Do what ever come first and have faith in your calculations. And it worked for few questions, at least, i made some entries to answer sheet from DI. But my unplanned attempt and tactlessness, forced me to miss all 3 sets of data interpretation, costing me directly 9 questions out of 20 overall in the section. And by the time my timer stopped, i know it was much less an attempt.

But, I had gained many things, made few friends, whom by now, i might had lost in this crowded world, and created some memorable memories. Hoping GOD give some mental/ emotional strength to those pale faces. Also special thanks to my Junior, Vivek, for such a nice party.. Vivek, i told u we r wedding crashers... :-))

Traffic lights...

Last month had been full of events. Most of them were related to my job. Those include tough times (when i have to, go to Site), and my B'day week, that was fun (special thanks to my boss, for not being around)... :) We even managed to watch a movie, that too in office timings. I m afraid, that i wont b able to leave or even switch my job. This company has given me everything.. money, time, experience, and a lot of friends.... :)

Today, while standing on traffic light, suddenly something happened to me... those 2 mins stop seems too long.... i felt like i had been standing there forever... i was thinking, like i never was my whole life... from no where, i was lost in some unknown world, dont know what it was , the world of dreams or world of truth, or the world i m living... now i wonder, what that movement was for??? what actually i want to achieve or gain out of it?? where it is taking me?? Is this daily office life or routine making me sick... i know i love this face of my life and it too has big promises to show, but i m still waiting for some green signal to come. Don't know, what will happen when its green??

I always thought myself to be a person who wont hurt others, especially some of those whom i care about, n ask nothing much in return. But i had been waiting and waiting for things to happen. Waiting for some angel to give me signal, telling me, this is right time. And never ever taken steps to go for it or create one. I know, it has become a habit n i cant change it.. until unless someone push me i wont be making decisions.. and i m afraid but its reality...

Hoping someone pushes me out of it soon.... Give me some green signal....

My First Half Marathon...

Run, Run faster, more faster... I always like running.. sometime it might b from crowded places, too many restrictions or even from myself... wahoo!!! i could write the truth... I remember, when ever i m angry with someone or myself, running helped me reduce my frustration. It had always lighten me of my burdens, both physical n emotional. Its true that running eases pressure, i know we can't run away from duties, thats what every round i ran taught me, it helped me become stronger, ease solving my doubts and its always being feel good factor for me...

But this time around i was running for fun.. "Great Delhi Run".. a 7Km run with friends, all for masti... So it was. Rajiv and I left early (was early for us), for Hayyat Hotel were the parking was. I was rubbing my eyes looking at crowd.. i never thought that even Delhi's plastic girls will also come for run.. every where i could see the overwhelmed spirit of Marathon... Everyone want him/ her to be recognized separately, may b by color of there dress, or d costume they were wearing or d banners they possessed, or the slogans they shout..

The view was electrifying... non of them might encouraged to run faster but enthusiasm they had filled in atmosphere was amazing.. I m in love with Delhi n its never decreasing will to come out and rock d world... i remember d football we played with bottles (might not b liked by few), dancing on tunes, those landmarks photos, beautiful girls (how can i leave them, especially d one in our group), those occasional running, finishers gift and "THE MEDAL".

We lived every movement, from Over Crowded bus (earlier in morning) to Empty one (at d end of race), from water bottles to Juice ones, from fast runners to d lazy ones, from living "Ravan" to d sweet Dolphin (Both were best costume i had seen that day), n from Chit-Chat's to Loud Slogans... every thing was magnificent... these trivial things made our day... :-)

Best B’day party of my life...

I don’t wanna wait more time, to share this one… Just a little over an hour back I was feeling sleepy, but had to b awake for roommate’s b’day. And as most of u might know, I don’t like to compromise my sleep… Leaving APS (another roommate, don’t mind short forms) as Alarm, I slept… but Alarm was too good, to wake me up on time… It b'day party and as we say, “if there aren’t any bumps, it isn’t a b’day”. There were 6 of us to punish the innocent sole, who’s only fault was that he was born that day (that too he can’t control). As the excitement was on too much, we over shoot our counting (of bumps) from 23 to 28 (might be bec. he won’t forget this b'day for next 5 yrs)…

Today (or tonight) only I came to know that we r not bad host (atleast we feel it), when we hosted a party from GULLU to KUCHU… I hope Gullu, won’t find what we did to the sweet lovely Cake… :). Actually, it wasn’t our fault… ‘Ab yaar cake cut reha hai to face per legayega hi..’ but what happen after that could have been controlled… CAKE FIGHT… oooohhhh… that just started suddenly (same like movies, whoever laugh will get its bit of piece earlier) and there was no control, cake markes can be seen everywhere… And when it seems to be getting over, I don’t know, from where I got a water bottle, and VPK brought a MUG of water, but no one else have access to water and the only thing they could find was APPY FIZZ, and in no time it was flowing all over places… we were shouting, laughing and could see water (more of Appy Fizz) all around.

No one was spared.... everyone's cloths were wet, faces brown because of chocolate, and hands sticky… but that was fun… and DPS rightly said “just witnessed the best b'day party of my life.. ”

P.S: These characters and there names are imaginary and there reference to original world is coincidental, and writer has no intention to create any misunderstanding… :).

TwO SiDes Of mY LiFe..

I sat idle on my cushioned Chair, relaxing, in front of 19" wide screen, blinking again and again because of popping mails every minute. A thought came to my mind, killing my precious time. Life is full of things small or big; we worry a lot about big (as they are big n we really should worry about them), whereas we keep on forgetting many small things which are equally precious. Isn’t it sound like some fwd malls? May be my mind recall it from there, but its true. Life is interesting, u never now what’s next and that’s best part of it. When it unfolds new and unknown chapters, we come to learn more about ourselves.

Everyday is same, wake up early, Rush to office, punch the dam finger print machine, Start the system, and keep on replying the mails… Can’t our boss ask to enjoy, we might have deadlines to fulfill? Is just Work, Work and more work; left in this world... Is this the same life we dreamed off, while joining engineering college?? What’s fun in earning, when u don't have time to spend, how u want to. Burning our brains 6 days a week, 9 hrs a day, is this is what so called Cooperate life? What the 'F', it is?

That was one side of story.. Totally fed up of just d same day to day routine.. but as coin have two sides, I feel life too has.. Sometime, the same old, tired looking routine becomes most liked one. Getting fresh early, Driving the devil (My bike), trespassing girls on d way, Laughing at traffic signals fight, Enjoying tension on others face, Hugging friends in office, Leg-pulling (Just like college), Enjoying forwards, Chatting in-between, or a Nap after lunch, thinking this will refresh us to do some work (rarely works). Planning trips and worrying about what to do on Sunday... Was that same day? It really was…

Seriously, nothing changed, but everything was new. I didn't do anything special but it all became extraordinary. Sometime there's no time, n some time there is hell lot… some time u have everyone around n feel alone, sometime there's no one but u can feel them all. U can be happy and sad at same time. Do u think I m mad? I m not framing anything, smiles are all around us, we just have to pick them one by one and enjoy every second of it.

P.S : I don’t know who wrote this post, I lost him somewhere. :-)

Love is all around…

Traveling always excites me, but the one going back home is best one… where you r never afraid of any thing, you can get what u demands, and ur loved ones are there with u, but these hangouts passes in a blink of eye. There is warm, care and love all around. It seems to be a completely different world away from the same routine, those dusty streets, those racing mortals, and ever moving, fast running life… here life is still, the only urgency is in getting up early every morning and going to bed as soon as dinner is done. This might not be easy for a guy like me but some understanding help ease things. These visits always bring something new to my life. I might not be lying if I say I don’t know “what it is”, whatever it is; it’s always adorable and delightful.

I know I love that beautiful women cooking for me, she will serve, what ever I demand or wished. She waits for me with salted roasted cashews, I liked them d most. The warms of her hugs and kisses, made me sad, thinking I will be again alone in couple of days. I love her so much, that I don’t want to harm her any day or let anyone do so, but I too many times in these small visits, wrangling over tiny little things, that doesn’t matter to any of two, which I feel some time hurts her, I know I m not a good person, but cant find a way avoid them. Lucky me that these unwanted arguments didn’t happened this time. Moreover, I got a special treat because of Janmashtami, there were a lot of sweets, fruits and dishes. I got Pakoras and Kheer in the evening and variety of Cuisine for dinner, and that too MOM made, which is much more then anything.

Hey I love you… I really do.. You asked me ‘I miss u or not?’… I don’t know exact, but u r d person I care most… ur smile make me laugh even when I m sad… u r d one whom I talk when alone… u taught me how to walk n talk, even now its u that shows d right path… we fought many times, most of them for no reason, even though none of us wanna indulge into such arguments but we did n endless times we repeat… I can’t figure out why it happens, but feels we two wanna talk with each other longer much longer, with or without reasons, crafting such excuses.

P.S: I didn’t think this blog will end up like this. I am unruffled and delighted.

Looking for a new start...

Its being a long time, that i had written a blog.. this long while, i had come across many things to write on.. but couldn't find time or decide which one to share first.. Now i would love to break the Jinx.. for those whom i m completely out of touch, i had finished a yr in same company and now i m Assistant Manager, (don't know how they had bear me for so long and still want me to work for them..) more over i got a bike (Black Pulsar)...

This long while, recession stuff had been at its peek, i feel IT companies need some relief, i hope GOD is reading it too.. ohh man, i forgot to mention, my project is working, actually i don't know who change the documents that i prepared or how come they work fine but my power plant is going in right direction, (actually its not moving anywhere) whatever u say, hope Delhi and UP will get some more electricity supply by this year end... that's enough of official or company talks...

For those who have been inquiring about 'Bandit', she is fine with someone else and i m happy still being single, rightly said ready to mingle.. In past few months i didn't got time to approach any girl, but hope this is adding up for someone special.. actually i think it did.. i got a new girlfriend.. my BIKE.. seriously i m in love with her.. On health front, u all better know, that i had been caught by flu for last few weeks, i hadn't consult any doctor, and as per some forwards (mail) i got, i show good symptoms of SWINE FLUE, watch out... This note can be consider official warning, as i m not going to die of this flu but i don't know about u (Keep distance)...

I feel thats enough of catching up.. but in coming days u might witness many of my pending blogs or my faltu Bakwas... don't worry i wont think much while wasting this electronic space...

Visiting Home...

Home my sweet home!!! I m coming... its been a long time.. i m missing my parents.. those mellifluent blessings.. those delicious mom cuisine... I was meeting them after a long time, thanks to 6 day working.. that also make the this one a special visit... Now, it actually remind me of 'Harold and Kumar's movie', realizing me u cant get any thing easily. It was Saturday, Vikas and I had planned to leave early (in afternoon), to catch a train at 2:15 pm.. we left at right time.. Rocking driving of Vikas made sure that we reached Dilshad on time, but to our nightmare, parking was closed for Republic day night, it did come in Newspaper and v didnt bother to read it...

Now, we were caught in between, we have a train to catch n got no parking place for night, more over we didnt have two helmets (as required in Delhi but not in Noida).. we tried contacting our friends, finding any one near by, where we can leave our bike safe... we found a couple of friends around but far enough inside Delhi to be caught by Traffic policemen... we thought of going back home (Noida) and then go by BUS, as we know we wont be making it to train now, even if we try parking it in Delhi... After about 15 min of brainstorming we decided to park at a friend's PLACE..

As soon, we crossed first lights, we found traffic policemen were issuing Challans.. we some how skiped them safely.. now as said by our friend, we were looking for some 'Gali no. 7 and a RAM LEELA Ground'.. Inquiring more about d house we came to know that person didnt live there and it was some 'SANSTHA' which was being renovated, so was vacant.. we parked Bike there and left for metro station "Welcome"... i had heard about it many time but was boarding metro form there first time.... i still wonder how it was named...

We (Vikas and me) were having fun, cracking jokes, as difficult part was over... we were to catch next train.. when we reached 'SABZI MANDI' , we saw a train coming on station... we were happy, thinking our train might had been late... we started running towards it, and soon we saw the last coach of train leaving d platform.. we console each other thinking it might be some other train.. but after reaching station v found that it was our train only... sooner a other train came, this one was Goods train (good by name only, nothing good for us)... and it didn't moved for about 20-25 mins.. we know that we will reach late... we started pushing d train, hoping it will move and finally we were successful... by then station was packed with all waiting for 'Jan Shatabdi'.. it was already half an hour late before it reached..

We rushed into d train to find train was already packed.. we were standing in aisle, while those having reserved seats were shifting their luggage n we help them too... we joked with them.. n it felt like there was no problem.. we were smiling, enjoying before a Ticket checker came and announced that there r no seats in train (which ws quite visible) n in this train there is no standing allowed, so de-board it at next station... and all standing passengers were forced to de-board it, before that my friend n I, make fun of TC standing on gate of departing train. Rightly said 'Fortune Favors Brave'... n there was one more train coming behind our's, and heading in same direction... As it was also reserved we had to travel in General couch n it was quite lousy there... but we were lucky to find a better place...

We enjoyed music on head phone and all problems seemed to be gone... n it was quite true... there after all things simplified.... we de-board at Rajpura(actually we have ticket till Ambala only, luckily we didnt run into TC again) , also there we didnt even have to wait for bus, we got a taxi going same way... and in no time we were in our home town... PATIALA... while going back home i had to stop at Railway Crossing... and found d train crossing was d one we had planned to come in... i cant believe that we actually reached earlier then we might had reached if there had been no trouble...

I know how simply fighting problems with 'Smile and Courage' would surly ripe such delightful memories...

ONE YEAR DOWN D LANE..

It’s been a year in NCR (National Capital Region), and this one had a huge part to play in my life… Years that lead to dramatic changes, learning how to survive in unknown world far away from protecting hands, knowing how friends can become a family, how friends can make difference, how to take maximum of everything, simply ‘how to live life King size’, I don’t know how I learned all that, but I know I did…

Lying on my bed, now old memories flashes back, n I couldn’t stop laughing.. The first time, I reached Navjeevan Vihar’s so called ‘Guest House’. I wasn’t much troubled as compared to most of my friends, who were misguided several times by so called localities. But I was welcomed by two shocks straight away, First Bhabhi ji’s father (Now Ex-Bhabhi ji) knew about Rambani, n more over Bhabhi ji would be staying with us (seven guys) on the same flat… then d group of 8 (including Nine-lakh (‘JATT’ only by name) and Bhabhi ji, who never ever were part of it) used to have something or other that if compiled, can at least make one season of FRIENDS. Above all was Our Host, RAM BHADHUR. I shouldn’t comment on his bravery, but this 4ft 11inch guy was Bhadhur not just by name, as he dare say even to Jitu (another ‘JATT’ this time he actual one), “BHAIYA, AISA NAHI CHALEGA!!!”

Soon, one of our friends found his ‘Love at First sight’, K.K. aka KALI KUDHI”. I can’t forget that day when I saw her in her shorts, and I can bet, that no one can tell even from 1m distance, that it wasn’t her black Jeans. Such was her beauty, and was named accordingly. Oh!!! How I can forget, those fights for phone (d one having all local calls free), ‘It’s my turn now, u had been using it since morning’. Those days, u can’t find our competitor for fastest SMS typing, even on landline... Top of all, I love those night long talks or rather call them discussions in our dinning room, without know what’s coming on T.V. and I won’t forget Aseems b’day party and our CCD night out, I will relish these moments life long.

We cheered for ‘SHAMBHAVI’ (d cutest of all Roadies); we watched Twenty-20 matches in stadium, visited every corner of Delhi (Thanks to BSES), made fun of each other, and ate Ramu’s Pranthas. Those six months (Actually not more than 4 months) training at BSES was something special... that training semester trained very little on our subjects but more on how to survive in this cruel world.

Soon came July and a surprise early joining. And they (Reliance HR) informed us just two day before the actual date of joining. After a formal welcome to cooperate world with CTC (Campus to Cooperate) training with ‘SPARTANS’ (the least followed culture in our firm), we were send to grilled technically by NPTI for 15 days (a very short time to understand whole of power plant, so we utilized this time for downloading movies n chatting). This followed the best stay provided by Reliance, ‘BASERA’. Man, they spend money for their Executives. That 10 days stay was like leaving in heaven.

Soon these fun days were over and we were to look for our new accommodation, after a stressful workout, we got what we were looking for. I don’t know how the chemistry of six of us matches, how v formed a gang, how v become more then family, and how flat become home, our sweet home. We can have self made ‘Betel Nuts’ n ‘Chota Bada’ all the time. I can’t find more words to write but in simple words ‘We rock, Man!!!’

Hey don’t expect me to say that my job is best… but its better then many.. They are paying heavy, boss is cool (little psycho), I got opportunities to learn both technically and managerially and best part of office is ‘Hum Paanch’ (will write on it too). But it’s not easy to come to work 6 days a week and also have fun. But I assure u, that v had made this happen... Thanks to ‘my gang’ and ‘Hum Paanch’, they made it possible.

Life, I just wanna u to stay like this!!!

LAST NIGHTOUT OF '2008'

This was on card… Year 2008 wished to end in some dramatic way... It couldn’t be better farewell to such a special yr, but u can’t get any thing simply dreaming… also someone rightly said ‘If something is desired from core of heart, one surly gets it’ (leaving few exceptions like her)… Sometime it happens, even after giving up, u get what you long awaited, and exactly that happened on 31st, when we thought we were going nowhere and even left the idea of any bash, a message changed our night…
I can’t explain how I got to that message (But special thanks to ‘Aseem’), how we communicated it to everyone, how we become a group of 11 from 4 (at time, even touched a peak of 22, all guys), how hectic was traffic (on NH 24), how much cold was that night and even how beautiful were those Delhi’s (I will rather say ‘my Desi gals’) girls, but in short, our destination was CP, where a Disc awaits.

“LIDO Dinners” (or as Daman called it ‘Love In Delhi On New Year Eve’)

Standing outside main gate, we were not sure what it has in stores, what will be behind those walls, As none of us, atleast my roommates and I, didn’t have visited a Disc… We could here Music loud and clear, calling us (‘Dance crazy guys’) inside and we can hear our self saying “this was what we were looking for”. Bouncers stamped our hand, n off v go… First, I can’t see anything, as sooner as my eyes adjusted; I could see all my friends smiling wide and I was too…
Disco lighting was allover the floor, Music was lovely… Soon we get into act, to fill the empty stage… And I could hear “Punjabis’ in the house, better watch yourself”… and the it didn’t took time for Dance floor to fill.. Everyone was in full Masti… Beats were getting faster, our Dance getting wilder… we can see Drinks floating and everyone sunk with it.. We thought we were d only one not drunk n we were right…
Night was in full mood.. Everyone seemed to be known or friend, No matter he/ she is Chinese or American or Indian, all were on the same boat, a ship of fun, excitement and love… I don’t know what time it was when we meet our ‘Four Angels’, I can’t forget those movements… After a few shorts (I cant count but they were much more then few) of ‘Vodka’ they were no more girls.. We were not dancing with them but they were making us dance.. They were sweet, attractive, good dancers and most important of all they were with us..
I don’t know that, we were Dancing with the Tune or against it… but I know, there was no stopping us.. No one can say we weren’t drunk... We were dancing with Bottle on head, standing on table, laying down, sitting on chair and even jumping here and there. Don’t ask it was dance or something else, but we were doing it.. We could feel their touches, their pushes and felt them so close, I can’t express… We all wanna live every movement and exactly, that we did.. We danced for more than 4 hrs continuously. Shouting n wishing when clock’s arm clicked to declare its New Year was just formality; celebrations were on much before that…
‘Please don’t Stop me, Please don’t hold me back, let me be as free as I m now, let me stay wild, let me touch extremes’.. But there’s an end to everything… it’s up to us when and how it will be… and finally we sang couple of songs, before we call it a night...
This LIDO night, will be by far one of most unforgettable nights we ever had… also adding to it, how can I forget, driving back to Noida on bikes in a cold night around 4 in the morning, was a wonderful experience… I couldn’t have asked more than that… Thank you god!!!

P.S: Specials thanks to all my friends and those four Angels to make that night worth. It couldn’t have been better then this... Thank you all!!!