No Matter What Time It Is...

Its was 2 AM.. i was sitting with my few best friends, when i was writing this one.. all my friends start shouting.."What the hell u think of your self? we all are here talking and discussing old memories and you are blogging? Even you are not playing good songs. Give back that lapi." I cant stop laughing thinking about the same. They have their rights to stop me. They are the one with whom i have had travelled distances. For last 3 years, they have been the ones whom I Cherish, I Care, I Miss, I Share, I Laugh, I Fight, I Walk, I Eat.. because of U guys, i can smile even at worst times...

Back at that time, I don't know, what I was doing writing this blog.. my mind was not with me.. but now i know what and why I was.. I couldn't leave them even in my thoughts.. I want to write it on the Web page.. I want world to know the same.. I want to keep them with me even if my memory weakens.. I know I was selfish, i would remain one, for them always.

That day, one of us was going for higher studies. We were happy for him, but were afraid our group would break with increasing distances.. Everyone know this would happen one day, slowly, slowly we all have to move, it was just we never want to accept it. 'To hell with those worries' i wishes someone should have told.. but we planned differently.. to scatter different places and stay close to heart, stay in touch... We all know, if ever, anyone of us need others help, he/she would do his/her best to do it. Distance can't apart our friendship, can it?? My friends and I would surly have one answer, NO, always, at any time..

P.S: Hoping we always keep in touch with all of u always.. for all my friends being referred here or NOT!!!

Passing Days...

Few days back i got a SMS, from a friend. First SMS, are rear now a days, most of them are form MBA College Interviews or Property or Loans, rarely a friend messages you. As usual it was forward, a two page text, and my 90's mobile breaks it into 3 different message. As i reluctantly scroll down the messages, the last line caught all my wavering attention. It says, just three words "LIFE GOES ON", followed by a big smile. I don't know how it happened, those word keep on coming again and again. Like always, I deleted the the two messages, but the third one i dint.. again i dont know why?

Days passed. My sweet cousin got married. I meet almost all in my family. Danced with the Bride. Teased the couple. Lived every moment of it. When she left those words jumped up again. This time not on message by my Buaji (Bride's mother) was saying so. "Oh ta chali gai fir vi life challi jao gi!!!". It seems this is the ultimate TRUTH. Some one please tell DAN BROWN, he might stop writing same books, and i might finally change the author.

Time is running and life goes on. Our scientists are trying to built Time machines, but life would certainly go on in this universe. As per most of saying the end is coming, might not be on Dec, 2012, but its surly around (specification of around varies from few seconds to millions of years). As the day would arrive, i wont be here to say Life has stop, if someone is there to say, then how can it stop?


SAURABH

Tale of the night...

Its being months that I had written any thing on e-space.. but last night had every thing to entangle me to post this one.. Eldest of my roommates has crossed one more barrier of age, lucky him.. Happy Bday VIKAS…

The concept of birthdays is complicated.. Some says we have grown more older (may be god might be able to explain how can they suddenly grow older in a day, if they haven’t in past 364 days), some my life is reduced by one more yr. and very few, I enjoyed one more year.. the master (B’day boy/girl) can choose what they want to.. I m getting diverted from the main topic… Apologies!!!

Most of my roommates likes to sleep long.. they prefer early to bed (might not early to rise), so its always a mission to wait till all the hands of clock meet.. Same thing happened last night… everyone was moving up and down to escape sleep, but to their discomfort the cold weather wasn’t helping much.. We all plea to the man of moment to celebrate early.. he ironically (we didnt noticed this) said yes and the celebration began an hour and half early..

The most common and important ritual of all, bumps. Helped by skinny culprit, we all enjoyed kicking his @$$.. Everyone get good chance to take any pending revenge. Followed by the photo sessions… which was the plot to the great night ahead… one of my roommate brought a mug of cold water, in no time bucket full of water was also out and then we played holi.. only one guy was playing.. water was all around the floor and b’day boy was shivering.. and clock was still at 11.15 pm…

While the cleaning mission was under way.. an amendment to the plan 'Lets go India Gate' was filled.. it didn’t took much for the bill to get pass… soon the bikes were out on street.. The temperature was quite low, but our spirits were high and even the barricades couldn’t hold us out long, we reached a little above 12.… Every thing seem perfect.. the location, India Gate, four friends and a Cake. Cake cutting ceremony followed face decoration, actually I am confused, his face was in the cake or it was behind the cake, but I am sure decoration is not the correct word here… J

More worries to the culprit aka B’day boy, in the middle of night at India Gate, where will u find a washroom to clean your face?? He could some how remove the thick layer of cream and we could recognize him. The celebrations had to follow a party and we were all enthusiastic to have it right away, so the most feasible option was COMESUM…

It was already 1am and chilly winds were cutting through us… we need something hot.. so soup (the only item we didn’t liked there) was first on the order list. Followed was ‘Makki ki Roti Sarson ka Saag’ their specialty, duly approved by all Punjabis. Next on the cater was Biryani. Then ‘Gobi ka Paratha’ along with ‘Hakka noodles’. We were eating and eating, none of us can believe our appetite. We every bit of our meal (can be called breakfast). Finally the Ice cream, Baskin’s specialty, Sundays.

Comesum is a beautiful place and add to this was its crowd, We sat there free from any worry.. most of us had already planned to go late in office. Our talks were endless, supported by a cup of cappuccino. By the time we reached home it was already past 3 and we slept around 4. This night out will be long remembered by all four… Vikas (B’day Boy), Parul (The Icebreaker), Daman (The Motivator) and Saurabh (The Narrator).

 

JAI MATA DI....

I love my mom the most, she is like an angle to me.. its been quite long that we have met, last weekend i wished to pay a visit just before new year... But as elders say "Jab maa ka bulawa aata hai, tabhi darshan milte hai" And this time, Bulawa to aaya per 'Vaishno Maa' ka. In no time every thing got finalize, the main problem was that of train tickets, n those were arranged easily by our company's travel agent and that too confirmed. My group that conquered 'The Great Ganga' (last time), was all set to rule "The Himalayas".

Our journey begun on Christmas Eve, we were high on energy, bought the best time pass 'Mungfali'. We sung many songs, clicked different posses, and fight over possession of I-Pods. With dreams of what will happen we slept. Morning brought many promises n train didnt delayed our proceedings. We reached our guest house arranged by our host, Ankush, where we were supposed to bath, i will skip that part, there we found that Gopi didnt forgot to pick the pack of groundnuts, instead forgot his own 'Jacket'. I dont know what to say...

Later, we reached Ankush's house, where we were welcomed by such a lovely hospitality. I cant remember how many different dishes were served, but every bit of it was delicious, moreover homemade, i loved 'KAHVA' the most. Against all odds we were planning also to visit 'Patnitop', so had to leave early for 'Darshans', same we did. The safe and cautious drive, with a 15 min stop for 'Garama Garam Pakoras' took us to KATRA, nearer to our destination. From there we had to travel on foot to main BHAVAN, a 11.5 KM journey. For it we need to take a entry ticket, as girls line was small, Neha joined it . Meanwhile, others were looking for any 'Jugadh' to skip this long waiting of line. The line was so rigid that, it didnt even move a single inch, in an hour.

Then to our relief, came Ankush's phone, he somehow had manage to get passes for 5 (even though we were six in number), paying some hypothetical 2000 bucks (as told by Gopi) to DSP. I didnt bother to know details, but insisted to start the long walk. Ankush, informed us that we have to reach d top before 11 PM, to get priority benefit (meaning escaping another long waiting in queue), it was already 7. With all courage we started, path was full of devotees and horses. The roadside was like market, chit-chats all around, tourism department is getting most out of it. We rushed through crowd, wait for those left behind, grab anything new to eat and sang songs.

Sometimes we even took stairs, n one of them took us to Adhkuwari (which we were looking to skip). None of us had an actual desire to eat, but those shops n there showering banners, create space in our stomach. Food was so-so, but was power full enough to fill our tummies. We were moving up at good speed, but we have to maintain d same. We changed our path and took d one with no horse on it. With every step we took, temperature was decreasing. Pushing eachother here n there, supporting d slow one, singing songs, pulling Gopi's leg, enjoying d spellbinding beauty of path covered, n almost continuous trekking, we made our 11.5 Km finished in 3hrs.

We were so close to temple, devotees were everywhere, some in line, some waiting for their turn to form one, some sleeping , n some leaving. The view was aesthetic in some way. We were to look for our priest, who will help us enter through a shortcut, (u know there is shortcut for everything, its just one have to find it). Cant explain how we found his (Priest) doorsteps, but really entry was some shortcut. Our number for darshan came too early, and again special thanks to Ankush, we could manage more than 30 sec in that 'HOLY GUFA'. Hoping those Darshans will free me of all my sin.

Slowly we moved out, relax a bit, and were planning for some rest instead of 'Patnitop' (Which was earlier on our mind, also there was no snow :( ). Now, I was wiling to visit 'Bharo Baba' but rest wanna skip it, only Mannan accompanied me. We all planned to meet at CCD by 2:30 - 3:00. That small 2.5Km journey was most steep part. Both of us talked 'here n there' n in no time we were on top of hill. We once felt that d 'MOON' was just like a road side light. Our journey was quick and our talks too long, n with no lines Darshans too fast. Soon, we start descending, checking our clocks, setting a continuous pace, we made it by 2:25.

We entered CCD n found they (others) had just settled down. We order many things n finally it was confirmed that this CCD is really 'Jalli'. Everyone was feeling snooze, if someone could arrange a room v would had stayed, there were 6 more Km to go before we reach our base or Taxi. Everyone agreed to move early, slowly slowly we gather our self to traveling mode. First 2 Km or so were slowest n better half was d fastest, as Neha had found that just loosen ur body, use gravity to descend u down n one just need to b good at breaks (to control his/her speed). We were there (stand) by 5 n our Taxi was waiting for us. Good driving, songs under influence of Gopi, most of Travelers sleeping, we were back home by 6:30 AM and its time to Sleep, a sound sleep.

We were like dead man, it was 2 PM, Ankush's house, no one ready to move, then came a blazing sound, it was some song, 'Please slow it down' was d call, no one listening, its not getting stop, its like Alarm, continuously buzzing, we have to wake up. But tune never matched soft one that of 'Wake up Sid'. Ok ok i am awake, 'stop it now', n it did. Now, another big question, who will bath?? we (expect the girls) prefer saving water.. Lunch (or brunch or breakfast) was ready, hot and delicious it was. Filled to d top of ur necks, we struggle to stand up of dinning table. We still had a lot of time left for our return train. Exploring Jammu was on mind.

We were divided into two cars. Following Ankush's car, Mannan, Kammo n I try to check every sign or movement of his hand as he explain what it is to those in his car. We nearly missed every place, that must be 'good or important or antic' according to our guide, sitting in other car. We reached Aquarium, most of us least interested. I dont know, but those fishes were a bit of collection, was fun watching their moves, their colors, their shapes. Moreover, the view from the park was something. We drove around old Jammu, drunk hot Soup, was more than medicine. Time for leaving was coming nearer, we had some attachment with Mountains, and hope we had more time to go more places.

Back home (Ankush's) dinner was ready, none of us having space for it, but v never say no to such a delicious food. Later Ankush and his father dropped us at station, where train has some other plans. We found it was 2 hrs late, but there was no going back, we sat there with I-Pods and 'Mungfali', enjoying d music, feeling cold, n waiting for train. Two n half hour passed but no sign of train, we were restless, so were hundred of others passengers. Finally the last led of our journey begun, train had arrived, we got settled n slept.

Lazy as always, we were not ready to wake up, clock was clicking 9 AM, we were late for office, had to inform 'Vishu' (my boss). So, after mutual understanding, Gopi n I decided to open a PPF account, which is causing us delay for office at-least 2 hrs. And that worked, we made it to office by the time. The tour was a bit of experience.

And as my friend said "Vaishno Devi trip... 10 hrs... 6 people... dead cold night... 25 km on feet... came out alive... :), now i m pure soul "

P.S:  Thanks everyone for being a part of it... :)

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....