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....

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!!!

One Day To Go....

From my childhood, I used to welcome my new year watching that 'Idiot Box', waiting for clock to click and those Host (Actors) in those same old celebration programs Jumping in excitement, with Glitters get spread allover the stage... n soon after Wishing Parents and cousins back to bed (what else can one do at home, without friends).. that didn’t even changed when I was in college.. as v have winter holidays and all of us were back home.. Except one occasion, that I remember, when I welcome yr 2007, in Kolkata, I enjoyed a lot but was in warm accompany of parents and relatives..
But this time around, it should be different... I m out of those protected hands, Out alone with some friends whom I had known in past few years.. this year also brought many new things, from being dependent to become 'Independent', From a student to a 'Professional', from Under graduate to a 'Graduate' and Most importantly I being "Employed" (Contributing to India's Employment Rate). This year had taught me a Lot...
So, As the year closes to end, My friend's and I want to do that at most happening note we ever had, and welcome 2009 with Big-Bang, also to made 31st night our first "Night Out" in Delhi.. but u know there r always hurdles and this time we all being foreign to Delhi's Parties.. Also biggest drawback that none of us is a Drunker (Chalo, hum main kuch to achi aadat hai) and also we guys r not that smart to carry few Girl-friends to accompany us.. Reducing our chances of Disc Night...
But v don’t wanna spend our night in Noida... n We know that when v friends r together, v can make a dull night happening… also this time v r determined to make this one happen “Our first Night out in Delhi”.. Thinking of my last night out (in Chandighar).. I feel, v might not b that luck (to find a Movie shooting at 2 A.M) but Delhi has a lot in store to explore… With finger crossed, I hope for best...

P.S Happy New year to all of u…

Meeting with BOSS...

Its good when u get what u want.. but its suspense when u something unwanted happens.. n all such suspense are not that bad (many time serious).. so was a small 5 min meeting with my boss... it all start with my one of well know habit.. most of my friends must be knowing ‘how punctual I m’.. Will be just late by half an hour on a normal day.. and as much as an hour nd half (I thought I had missed a lecture, n will go for second, but actually time table was of lab), but I will have reason for it too... I had a funda, “Its better to come late then never”…

That all was history, when I was in college, but professional life demands more sweat.. Following week I had been late due to some unavoidable reasons like.. I got accident and our bike was puncher.. Hey don’t run ur mind that these are fictitious or self created reasons but were actual one… but today, my bike partner and me were little lazy to wake up for office.. Slower we moved, faster clock runs.. and I was merely half an hour late…

By time, I just settled on my seat, He (Big B) called me to his cabin (I had felt this might happen some day, but not today).. Thinking of a new idea I reached there, but cant find something quite reasonable.. So I decided to say the truth.. When ask, I said “I woke up late, that’s why I was late to office” He argued “Is 09:30 too early to come? What more u need?” I hope someone can explain him flexible timings system, that might help me… and when asked ‘did u slept late??’ “Yes, as late as 5 in morning, as were celebrating friend’s b’day” Now I wonder what he might have thought?? But my confidence n extremist of reason made him speech less…

Final he gave up on me by requesting to “try come on time, for next week (like a short term goal setting plan)” I know he was aware that ‘I wont come on time’ again as he remind me “Christmas is coming, and there will be parties, but try ur best, its not difficult” How can I explain him that, its not easy to get out of bed… Now it’s all up to God, Almighty, to help me reach on time, as my past record is even worst to achieve “coming on time promises”

Thank God!!! My boss is cool…

ARE U PAKISTANI???

When u r afraid, when u think its all over, when u think u cant do anything, Also when every thing seems to be still, when no word can explain it, when u r angry but can’t show, when everyone become big n u small, when u have nothing to say, and when u wanna cry but can’t… that’s when u think what’s will happen now?? These feeling make u sick, but what can one does?? U knew this time/moment will be over soon/ someday but what should I do now???

These moments are what I wanna forger. Is there any thing that can help me forget?? I know, the thing I wanna remember most, is most earlier forgotten… and those whom I want to forget will come back again n again, knocking my head, reminding me ‘we r here, u cant hide’… And if I can forget them, “Ohh my God, I would love that.” When I asked my friend how, I can forget, he said ‘Time is best healer n it will make u forget’, but I think he is wrong…

Few days back, when I was standing at ATM with my friend, I asked guard sitting there “what this Gun, called?” He replied “12 bore”, and my friend enquired ‘aren’t they have two holes’ (seeing guard was carrying, gun with one point), he said ‘it’s of two type’. And a Man standing next to us in queue asked my friend, “R U PAKISTANI??” we were stunned and we looked his face speechless… what the hell he is asking?? What is wrong? Is speaking about guns, a crime?? Or just Pakistani’s talk about Guns and Rifles? Or anyone talking about Guns will be Pakistani or Afghani?? We were shocked to see mental level to such ignorant (but seemed to be educated) people.. I felt like yelling, “Give me a Break…”

Thinking now, what those innocent inhabitants of such countries would be feeling when, such kind of allegations are raised over their communities, culture or countries… as far as I know, no religion till date teaches or preaches terrorism. Someone rightly said, ‘Terrorism doesn’t have any religion or god’… and those uneducated can b taught any thing, ‘right can become left’, ‘black can be taught white’, ‘good can change to bad’.. But seeing those educated men like I meet that day, I felt ashamed… and thought how biased we are… We have multiple standards…

Saying he is wrong wont b right.. We think that way only... We r born biased… Our mother cared more of us then other, we want our brother/ sister win, even though someone else might be better, we favors our friend even though he/she is wrong (aakhir dosti hai bahi), Why should Australia/ Bangladesh win match against India? Aren’t we biased??? Every thing we look for, is of our own good, why should I care about others?? I think I m going way off what I started with, but such events made my mind boil every time… and a question come popping up in this small brain of mine, what will happen now???

WEDDING CRASHERS

10^th Nov. was a lovely day for me, as come 11^th; I will b feeling on top of world (u know, everyone does, on his b’day)… we were planning where to parties, my bumps etc. etc… but there was nothing special about night before it, as all 5 of my flat mates were not there and we were to celebrate on 11^th night only… On the way back home from office, we stop for some shopping.. When v reached back to our car, it didn’t started.. After some 15mins of quarrel and 100 meter of pushing it started..

It was around 8’o clock.. And it was well above time our maid used to leave if any of us didn’t reach back home.. When we were turning for home we saw a marriage palace, all lightened up, and it remind Rajiv of his friend’s invitation to a marriage, some where in or around NOIDA.. Soon he called him and come to know that, that marriage was in PANIPAT.. When we reached home, we found She (our maid), was gone.. We planed to go for that palace we saw on the way.. Yes, v did but said one of our friend, that its Rajiv’s friends invitation (knowing that he wont go, if wasn’t invited, too many ethics) and it will be fun too.. ALL 4 were ready to rock...

Soon v landed to that MAHARAJA Place.. and without any fear v entered.. There was some unfriendly feeling coming while doing so.. And come the nightmare… there were too many people and most of them were dancing like mad.. Sooner v find out that “There was no marriage” and some PUJA is going on.. We decide to escape out as soon as.. We were disappointed, and we felt like a joke..

So regretting v derived toward main market, searching for restaurant.. But all wanna go to marriage, anywhere even if not in noida. So like a lost loin, looking for his food, we moved.. Suddenly v saw some crackers lightning.. It seemed to b of a marriage celebration.. v asked a PAN walla.. He told ‘there’s a club that side’.. “That’s where it might be”. Sound of crackers increased.. We were almost there..

We entered with Bharat. We had planned to keep an eye on each other and didn’t act worried as gathering was too less. And as u might remember we were invited by ‘ANKUR’, Rajiv’s friend, if someone asked… We eat different delicious dishes, from fruit chat to hot chart, from Pani-puri to Pau Bajji, there were many things and we were enjoying it… Soon I saw a guy and he seems familiar too, I thought he was my senior. We try keep away from him. Then come Amul saying he has seen a senior too, we thought if they meet we will say as decided earlier. And there is no need to worry.

Dinner was served. And we want to eat and leave. Then I walk into one more senior, this time a well know to me. ‘Hi Saurabh, how r u? What u doing in this marriage? Which side u r from?’ For me ‘world seem to be too small’ and at such moments u don’t remember any excuse… but some how I handle him, he told how came he was here and why I had seen other sr. too. Then I turned away and move toward my friend to find, I m being stop by my classmate, by that time I know why she was there, they all worked in FREESCALE and there group head’s sister was being married.

We talked, she asked same questions and I gave that same reason we agreed on earlier. I felt she come to know I was lying, what ever I have to give some excuse. When we were talking, I just wanna skip from there but cant.. She keeps on asking too much and I had reply. I felt like its not good to be known by too many persons.. We had our dinner by then and just wanna leave before some scene gets created.

Actually I can say that even though, we were not even last person invited, we know many present there and they know us too… and now I feel knowing too many people is also dangerous… what ever had happened that day it was fun and seriously I loved it …

Complicated Me...

This world is very busy, it doesn’t have time for others, but do we have time for ourselves?? Actually, when I thought of same, I felt there r many things on my mind, I can’t even concentrate on a single of it. It has turned into some kind of ‘fish market’, as my English teacher used to say.. Neither I can find, what I am doing, nor I know what I wanna do.. If I try find out what’s problem or where I m messed up, I find myself more tied up into this spider’s web, and there seems no way out…
From last few days this problem continued to bundle up things over me.. As those close to me know I wanna do every thing I come across.. Most of them craziest.. I wanna go left but also right at same time, wanna study n read novels, wanna watch movies but also play, wanna chat with friends, wanna learn dance, also how to play Guitar, all in mere 24hrs that I have.. I cant explain, what in fact I want, but all these things are up here.. in my mind.. I don’t know it’s empty or filled up with crap?? But it don’t allow me to settle down.. Always calling out ‘do this, do that’.. Can’t it rest??
I cant think of a single day, when I can say I had done all I wanted to do.. But thinking about it, I also feel, what will be fun, if I have done everything or rather, if I didn’t try everything, I might have missed out some excitement.. Some time I feel like measuring what value me most.. But I end up doing what’s everyone is doing.. I thought that I m following other’s, but that’s what make me go diverse, isn’t it??
I don’t wanna flow with river, but I know I wont survive against it, or its because I m afraid of it?? Had I given up before I had started?? Was there more I can do, before expecting in one go??? I want to think I didn’t just follow the motion, but I can’t even lie to myself. I know I had taken decisions, which I know wont harm me. But will they help me?? I told u earlier na, I m totally messed up..
Today I thought a lot, what I m?? What I m making out of my life?? Did I have taken my decisions right?? Had I thought as much as I require before deciding where to move on?? After a wasting a lot of time, I end up thinking, its all had been in the past.. Leave it.. There’s more to come, I need to catch up to improve my future.. But God wanna me to know something.. That day I meet two of my friends, and some how v end up discussing same (why v r here??) and in finally nutshell we thought ‘its for learning more’…
Finally, I considered what kind of person I m.. I end up evaluation “I might not be GOOD, but I m not BAD too”.. I will stand for my friends when ever they need me.. I m happy that, I have too many friends, most whom I can rely on…In past few weeks I have written too much but didn’t post a single one.. may b In coming day I will post few of them… but I wanna post this one as someone might help me come out of my mind trap…