Reading between the lines...

I come to life, with the first rays of the day,

Waiting to get attention from the millions away,

Along with a cup of warm coffee or tea,

For many of them, the day starts with me.

Splattered with blood and vicious thoughts,

I carry it all, to every house I go,

I wonder if there is something for me in it,

Carrying the burden of a selfish universe

A few smiles is what I treasure the most,

For over a million people have lost all hope,

Rich or poor, no difference it makes,

For it is here, money loses its race.

Days pass; For months I lie idle,

In some corner of a room, in the minds of a few,

I wonder if there is any difference I make,

Sold in the end at the mere value of weight!

PS: I always wondered what a newspaper would say if it had a life, here it is for you all to listen..

Random Thoughts – 2

We share our happiness with our near and dear ones through celebrations and these celebrations bring us closer to people.

College has been a memorable journey, with a bag full of memories. Some sweet and some bitter. But no matter what all are important. One such memory is of the time when I topped in first semester. I treated all the daysci girls at Planet food for 1000 bucks which at that time was supposed to be a pretty big treat considering we were just out of junior college, I was not getting pocket money and I was a day scholar (and yes all hostelides, please take note, it is more difficult for a day scholar to get money than a hosteller, for sure) And my brother asked me, “Do you even know these people, to treat them?” And frankly I didn’t! Few were friends and others I knew by name. But then we eventually did turn out to be good friends.

I have seen people spend like crazy at clubs and parties. I have been a part of many such celebrations. I have also been a part of such celebrations where we inaugurated our glasses by pouring out coke into them at midnight. It is not important whether the celebration was a costly affair or a cheap one or was it in a five start hotel or at home. What matters is did you celebrate? Did you have fun? Did you share your happiness? I have always looked out for my family and close friends for any celebration. But I realize I celebrated most of the important occasions of my life with not so close people. When I was getting a free ticket to Athavle coaching class because of my performance in crash course I celebrated it over an ice-cream with a bunch of 2-month old friends. When I topped in first semester I celebrated it with a group of girls I didn’t know very well. When I came to hostel I celebrated my first friendship’s day with a bunch of girls I wasn’t very close to. But over the period of time all of them turned out to be some of the best friends I could have ever hoped to make.

Now while we move on with life, we have a job to look after, a manager to answer, a career to build, we cannot expect our friends to be there for us all the time. So instead of sitting idle in your room with a sad smiley on your face, you would rather go out and celebrate with who-so-ever is around you. And in the process if that person is able to understand your joy, is able to appreciate your success, is able to be happy for your happiness then you might as well find a friend..

At the crossroads of life..

Times change and so do people, is what we generally say,
Though I am starting to believe, it’s time that changes people,
As much as I would like to say that people change times,
But here I am, myself alone, filled with contentment and regret,
For what I have got from life and what have I given back to it,
For what I am blessed to have and what I didn’t fight to make right.

I want to put both in a balance and toil for the results to bend to my side,
And when I am successful, do the same for the next person beside.
Let all the sorrows vanish or give the inner strength to hide,
I can’t go like this, for long, on this mystifying life’s ride.

I don’t mind if my eyes get wet but not by what came my way,
But by the rain where I once danced my heart away,
I want to breathe the same air again and laugh the same way,
I want to make every moment perfect and cherish every day
But something is stopping me, something is blocking me,
And I don’t have the answers, nothing yet, indeed.

Here I am, standing alone at the crossroads of life, wondering, contemplating,
How do I cross without interrupting the traffic, without causing any harm,
And while I wait impatiently for the roads to clear,
I might be forced to reconsider the path, by a deep down fear.

Mala Marathi yet nahi :(:):

Maharashtrat vees varsh rahilya nantar mala haa vakya mhnaycha ajeebat hak nahi! Pan mee nehmeech hey mahnat rahili aahe.. Shaadet jevha mazi marathi teacher mala marathit bolayla mahnaychi majha uttar “Mala Marathi bolna yet nahi”. Dahveet Marathi madhe kami ank midalya nantar maza bahana “Mala Marathi lihna yet nahi”. Nagpur aalya nantar jevha maze friends Marathit sambhashan karayche maza mat “Mala Marathi samjhat nahi”. Aani kadhihi kuthehi konihi vicharla ki tula Marathi yete kaa tar maza lagech uttar “Ho!!! Mala bolna aani lihana pan yete. Mee bal pana pasun Nagpuratach raheeli aahe, mala chhaan Marathi yete.” Mag toh lagech vicharto “Ho kaa? Mag bolun dakhav..” Aani mee taloon dete. Bahutek lokanna asach vate ki mee fokatach style maarte.

Haa maza tya sarv lokanna siddh karnya saathi chota sa prayatna aahe.. “Ho, mala marathi yete, chhaan marathi yete” Hyderabad aalya nantar maazi paristithi thodi bigadli aahe pan tumcha jeev kuthe lagla tar tumhi te kadhi aayushyat visru shaknaar nahi. Aani maza jeev tar nehmich Nagpurat rahila aahes. Maza aayicha gav Nellore, mazya babancha gav Nellore javad ek chhota sa gav aani maaze itar natevaik Hyderabadla, aani mazya aayi-babancha aattacha rahna MPla, pan hey sarv lakshyat thevunhi mala aajhi koni vicharla ki tujha ghar kuthe tar maza utter Nagpur aste. Asa lagav zala Nagpurshi.

Maaza ek swapna aahe. Varshanavarsha nantar, maaza lagna zaalya nantar, kadhitari mee aaplya poranna Nagpur gheun jaeen aani mag tyanna ek ek jaagah dakhvun tyacha mazya jeevnaat mahatva sangeen. Gandhi Nagar aani Jaripatka cha aamcha ghar, maazi shaada, maaza kanisht mahavidyalaya, aamcha playground, aamchi classes, Aapla Persistentcha office, maaza cubicle, Abhyankar nagar cha Dinshaws parlour, civil lines che sundar raste, aapla Eternity mall, shankarnagar cha poha, lokmatcha omlet, VNITcha auditorium, aapla Aarohi room, Hostel cha maza room aani te sarv thikaani gheun jaeen jyanchi malaa aata yaa kurseet bassoon, he lihatanna, khup khup aathvan yet aahe.

Ek muli jyala Marathichi itki bheeti hoti ki tee dahveet changle marks midvaayla Shravan Masavar ek teen pannyacha purna nibandh ratoon geli hoti (aani luckily toh parikshet aala pan hota!), teela ajeebat vishwas hot nahi ki hey teen utare tine swatah lihile aahes!

He tya mitra sathi jyani mala nehmi marathi bolnya saathi motivate kela aahes..

If that is all you want to hear..

Two siblings, a girl and a boy at the beach:
(Girl building a sand castle and boy playing cricket with his friends a few meters away)
The ball suddenly comes and hits the castle and it collapses.
(Boy comes running to get the ball)
Looks at the broken castle and his angry sister and realizes he is in trouble.
Boy: Oops, I am sorry sis.
Girl: Is it! Fine then, take this.
Girl throws the ball away into the sea.
Boy (furious): Crazy girl. I told you I am sorry. And it is not my ball.
Girl: Well it was my castle though! And oh!!! If that solves everything, then I am sorry too bro.
(Both look towards the sea and the ball raising and falling with the water)



A girl and boy (madly in love) at the restaurant:
Boy: You order, I pay
Girl: Not fair, you always do that.
Boy: I love doing that
Girl: I love you loving doing that.
(Boy smiles)
(Girls smiles back)

After some time..
Boy pays the bill, leaves a hundred rupee note as tip.
Girl: Is that much required?
Boy: That is ok, we had a lovely time. It is worth that smile of yours.
Girl (frowning) : Now?
Boy: What is wrong with you?
Girl: What is wrong with me! All I am saying is that it is exorbitant and unnecessary. And you think something is wrong with me?!? Great!!!
Boy realizes he is in trouble.
(Both leave without making a scene)

While walking back..
Boy: Sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.
Girl: But you did.
Boy: I said I am sorry.
Girl: Fine, if that solves everything, then I am sorry too.
(Both don’t speak for the rest of the walk)



Newly wed husband and wife at market:
Wife: Bhaiyya, bhendi kaise?
Sabji waala (let us call him Ganesh): 12 Rupaiyya pav
Wife: Kya bol rahe ho bhaiyya, main kya pehlli baar lene aayi hu. Dus rupaiyye mein dete ho toh do.
Ganesh: Nahi memsaab, kahi bhi aur aapko bhendi nahi milegi. Aaloo chahiye toh lelo, dus nahi, 8 rupaiyya mein lelo.
Husband holding a heavy bag full of already bought vegetables gets impatient.
Husband: It is just 2 re yaar, just give it to him and finish it. I already had a bad day at work arguing with my boss over the sales index of our product, now I am in no mood to listen to him speak about the sales index of bhendi.
Wife: Why are you shouting at me?
Husband realizes he is in trouble.
Husband: I am sorry, let us go home please..
Wife: I didn’t come to stay with you leaving my parents to hear your loud voice.
Husband: I said I am sorry. And you should understand that after office I am generally not in a mood for such tasks.
Wife: Ok, will not ask for it in future. And yeah, if that solves everything, then I am sorry too.
(They come home, wife enters the kitchen and husband sits in front of the TV, both lost)



Shit!!! Women are unreasonable!!! Or complicated maybe..

The guy realizes he made a mistake and apologizes for it instantaneously..
But the girl fails to understand it and goes one step ahead and mocks at his sorry.

The guy is hurt. He really meant it when he said sorry. He is broken by the fact that his beloved fails to understand that.

The girl might have sounded unreasonable. But she was too hurt by the first statement to be reasonable after that. And in fact I pity the girl. Her state is so helpless that she cannot even say a meaningful sorry now!

The fact that the two still hold on to each other in spite of infinite such issues speaks in itself. Both love each other and value the relation too much to be affected by such issues.

And in the end, it is not “sorry” what one wants to hear. It is something else..



With love..

Every picture says something..

A few pics which were thought provoking...
I am not an artist but was fascinated when I saw them. Here are few senseless interpretations of the few wonderful pieces by my friend..




That's life!
Looks dreadful indeed. Now you know what you can feel happy about.

Look at it for a moment. You will able to appreciate the source of light and find one within! The world does seem dark..





The Artificial Glow!
Even man-made glow can enlighten the world. All you need is an inspiration to provide it!

Picture Perfect!
You get up early morning and watch out of the window and realize this is the perfect day to doze off! Call your manager in a squeaky voice and say you are unwell and not able to come to office. And just kill time lying idle and reading a long unattended book.





Into the clear blue sky!
Sometimes it is better to sit and relax rather than flying!





Light and Fire!
Amazed by the power to illuminate and to burn. Choice is in our court!





Seeking the path!
Our dark empty life etched over a bright lively world. Happiness depends on how much we can discover that brighter side.





Perfect Past!
Looks like the memories of the perfect past. Past always is perfect, isn't it!





The other side of the story!
The setup for a perfect romantic scene. But yet incomplete. The just perfect romantic scene without a perfect couple! That is what makes all the difference!

A heart inside a heart inside a heart!!! Love has no bounds..





No.. The man is not peeing!! Weird pic though!?!?
Every man is at the turning point of his life some or the other time, you just just don't need to turn away from it. You should rather face it.





Nostalgic?!??!
Reminded of your old gold days.. That was exactly the purpose, always treasure those days.





Beautiful indeed!
Music too can be beautiful. Desperately waiting for the touch..




Every Picture says something. You just need to interpret it in a way that it helps you!

Thank You photographer!!! :)

A year that passed by..

Lost in my own small world, I had no account of how days were rolling by. A few days back, when I was working on a scheduling devreq on Client Application in 7.0 (this is only to emphasize on the fact that I do work in office) in office, I noticed the date and was surrounded by a bunch of heavy emotions difficult to list here and much difficult to gather together.

I could not believe it.

Never thought it would be so easy..

Never thought I would be able to do this..

Never thought I would be able to do this without shedding tears every day..

After bidding good bye to my closest associates, when I used to go home everyday riding my wave with wind gushing over to my face and happy – sad memories from the past running in the background of my mind, I always had this sinking feeling that these are few important people in my life whom I might not be able to see again! But luckily for me, this did not happen. One of my dearest friend cum hostel-mate cum dynamite partner staying with me for months, few of my best friend’s close friends coming to Nagpur for reunion, many of my close acquaintances and respected figures turning up for the college reunion, going on trip to Ahmedabad to relive a few moments and strengthen a few bonds, building up new relations and rediscovering old relations at PSL and having the first secret keeper friend, spending some gossip nights at VNIT hostel with my beloved archi dynamites, moving to Hyderabad and reliving college life with some just-acquaintance VNITians, trip to Bangalore to catch up some old friends and laugh on some old meaningless jokes and last but not the least spending the best time of my life in Hyderabad with a bunch of VNITians with whom I never thought I would share my life with.

Now when I look back, though it would be unfair and also incorrect to say it is not those four years that I miss terribly but it is this one year that I treasure more which has given me the strength to keep the memories of those four years locked safely in my small box of valuables and has given me a hope that someone somewhere is always made for you to fill some colours in your otherwise boring life.

To all those wonderful people..

Random thoughts - Part 1

Every girl has a dream.

Every girl has a dream boy.

So did she..

And there is a song, which plays in the background at his presence..

And there is a place, where you have always wanted to be with him..

So did she..

All through her life, she has dreamt of all this..

All through her life, she waited for that moment..

And then when the moment finally arrives, she came to terms with a strange realization.

The place was perfect, with the most romantic way glowing under a chain of diamonds and its reflection in the under laying lake giving the perfect touch.

The music was perfect with the perfect guy aside.

But in spite of all this the moment did not seem perfect. When the romance is replaced by the never ending silence and an “I love You” loses its significance, all she can do is admire the place but not live the moment that she had dreamt of throughout. But she decides to hold on, for some moments, if required for some time and if required even for days, weeks, months and years. All she knows is she can overcome anything and everything to bring this dream to reality. If not today may be some other day. Be it any place, be it any music but it has to be this guy.

While she wonders if she knows him enough to read his mind right now and if she ever will be able to understand him, a drop of pearl was all that was needed to move the guy. The drive way changed its course to the most romantic way and the never ending silence was broken by a stupid senseless joke. Everything seemed back to normal. All that remained was a thought, “will I ever be able to read his mind the way he does mine”.

PS: Just a random thought, passed on to my ear by some random girl.. More to come..

I wish I could fly...

When sky cannot hold your happiness and joy,
And all you want to do is fly, very high,
When you have had too much to worry,
And had no time to ponder,
When that time passes by,
And you have nothing, you wonder,
When you want to do the craziest thing possible,
And you have no one to accompany,
When you know its just not feasible,
And still you want to fly,
Fly, and fly, and fly, and fly,
And reach a place miles away,
And hear to all that silence can say..

The day when I reached office at 9 o’clock!

While I thought I would keep my thought process on record mode while the most important interview of my life is awaiting me and play it once it is done but so much is going on lately and before my10 bits get occupied and these memories get lost, I thought I better pen them down. And what better day than this when your manager is on leave!

Lately, half my life is revolving around office and the other half around two important people in my life! For the first friend, "Look, I can say that without being conscious" and for the second one, "If only you can understand but thanks a lot man!" Apart from this, I was too engrossed in myself to read the world around me. But a stupid rather useless friend of mine keeps reminding me the beauty of this prodigious activity :) And while I was getting too vulnerable and predictable which in fact rarely happens, I was also beginning to believe that I had lost my own power of judging people! And I spent a night to get back to the real world, open my eyes and tickle my grey cells. And mean while I met this girl who reminded me of our long gone hostel days. The first time I talked to her over phone, I knew she would be my hanging out buddy in the new city. The first time I met her, I knew she was out going and would be fun to be with. The first time I moved in with her, I knew she was sensitive and logical. The first time we had a girls talk, I knew she was very much like me. The first time we had an actual girls (night) talk, I knew she was a genuinely mature person. This girl is no other than my new room mate who is exactly like what I had hoped for while coming to Hyderabad. Now that we both have got priorities to move ahead on our paths, future might bring some tears again! But I do not want to think about it yet. As of now, I am loving it here.

Not much tension at work, surprise call from IIMB, concerns showered by friends on an international level, friends staying a lane away, movies on weekends, parties and controversies, bomarillu style ice-creams at 2 and lot more. Who would not love it!

I got so carried away that I completely forgot about what the title said! Actually, today was supposed to be an early morning at work since our on site team is visiting us. But no matter what, I had to go to the house next lane, had to go to have ice cream at 2, had to have a g-talk at night and hence got late. Actually not late but it turned out to be one of those days when you get up in a shock that your alarm betrayed you when in fact you were deep asleep in your sweet dreams and you just put on what catches your eye first, empty a bottle of deodorant, comb your hair on way, apply gloss while swiping your card and finally take a deep breath once you are on your desk! (It is a bit exaggerated to add spice :)) We laughed all our way to office and probably will do so again in future recollecting these days!

SPOILed alas!!!!

People smoke and get SPOILed
Some drink coke and get SPOILed
I danced and got SPOILed...

Cheers to the one who SPOILed all of us!!!!
Happy birthday :)

PS: Could not elaborate due to time constraint..

Hence proved.. GOD exists!!!

Sachin on 199

Over: 48.5
On strike: Dhoni
Takes a single
Entire nation boos..

Over: 49.0
Dhoni hits a 6
Entire nation boos..

Over: 49.1
Dhoni hits hard for a boundary
An unfortunate SA player dives and stops the ball
Entire nation cheers..

Over 49.2
On strike: Sachin
Sachin takes an easy single..
Entire nation rises..

Over 49.3
Forget it, no one cares..

The legend reaches the inconceivable mark!
200.. In a 200 CARAT diamond style..

Many matches will come and go, many innings will come and go, many players will come and go.. But only one God will remain and will always be remembered for the greatness he endeavours.. The maestro has proved yet again to the world, his passion for the game and his insatiable hunger..
I am too happy, too excited, too over whelmed to say much here! The news channels are doing enough bragging, to be followed by the newspapers tomorrow morning.. And they will undoubtedly do a much better job.

My friend told me, the happiness quotient of india increases by 3% everytime sachin scores a century.. Today that makes it 6% linearly.. But I am very sure it would be much more than that.
That is the madness for cricket in this country or I should say that is the love for the legend in this country. When I used to read, the man who carries the expectations of billions of Indians, I used to feel proud but could never understand the significance! Had always seen a match at home, at max with 20 people in front of a TV. But today, in office, during work hours I hear a loud shout! I check the scoreboard on cricinfo and YES Sachin on 168 and had hit a six. I gave up. My desire over-powered my responsibilty and I left to see the match. I open the cafetaria gate and what a SCENE! I never knew the capacity of our cafetaria! It was jam packed, people were standing, eyes stuck on the TV and a rising uproar with every glimpse of the man! From workers to managers everyone was in pause mode and moved only to clap when Sachin scored. Finally with all the hoo-haas and the heart beats pacing the land mark was achieved! I felt like taking a pic and sending it to Larry (Our CEO) and tell him "Yeh hai India meri Jaan". I was pondering over the thought when a friend of mine at IIMA told me that they got an early off from a lecture because of the match! And I smiled and thought "Yes, yeh hai India meri jaan!"

When I was a kid, during the matches my brother always used to tell me "If cricket is religion, Sachin is God!" I hardly used to watch cricket then, knew nothing about God and Religion and Sachin was like any other cricketer. But now I know.. And 10 years down the line, the fact still remains.. Undoubtedly, Sachin is God, what so ever you may call cricket!

Wishing my hero for all the years to come and lots of records to be broken and lot more records to be set. Hope he leads his team to a World cup victory and fulfills his last desire before saying good bye to the game.

To the one man who has brought smiles on billions of Indians, rich or poor, young or old, for 2 full decades..

My Name is King Khan

Hereby cherishing the return of King Khan...

Sleeping early on a friday night and getting up early on a saturday morning would not have been so easy had it not been for a Shahrukh Khan movie! And honestly every minute of My Name is Khan was worth all the pains taken.. The story revolves around the life of an ordinary Muslim man, the story of every Muslim man in US at the time of 9/11 disaster. A touching line in the movie says.. "Like time used to be defined as AD and BC, similarly in US it has become before 9/11 and after 9/11"! A child suffering from Asperser's syndrome (Khan), intellectually brilliant, falls in love with a beautiful divorced mother (Mandira), happily married and living a peaceful life with a wife and child and just when everything looks perfect in Khan's life, 9/11 happens. His cute child is tortured and killed by some hooligans and Mandira in a fit of rage blames Khan for his name and tells him to go away from her. And Khan agrees and genuinely asks her ".. but when should I return"! And then what she says results in the rest of the story.

There have been so many movies made on 9/11 but none can match My name is Khan. Starting from the scene where Shahrukh says "My name is Khan and i am not a terrorist" to the last scene where he finally meets the president every scene is stupendously shot. I am not here to promote the movie (for I am a die hard SRK fan) but I sincerely want all my friends to go and enjoy the movie thoroughly as I did. And to pen down a few scenes which stuck me and should not go un-noticed by you include the scene where Mandira (Kajol) cuts Khan's hair and with the back ground music and the lighting effect, it is a treat to watch. At the scene where he is not allowed to meet the President because he is not a Christian, the theatre applauded on the "No, no.. Honey, keep the money, for the people who are not Christians in Africa". Another heart touching line goes like.. "Ek Sikh ko Musalmaan samajh liya toh aapne apna libaaz badal diya par yahan ek Musalmaan ko insaan nahi samjha jaa raha hai aur aap apna schedule badalne ko tayyar nahi hai!"

The most amazing thing is the way in which Khan has portrayed autistic Khan's balance between insanity and intelligence. Though in some scenes including the romantic scenes with Kajol and the heroic scenes at Willemina the autistic Khan gets over driven by his own heroic SRK style but over all it is a commendable performance. And Kajol has complemented him brilliantly with another strong performance. And as usual the perfect chemistry between the two of them always keeps us asking for more! Five hours have passed and yet not over the Khan magic. The beats of "tere naina" are still echoing in my mind and my facebook message is soon going to be "cant stop listening to tere naina"

Over all it is a perfect entertainment package, Contradictory to a certain friend of mine, I strangely rate a movie as proportional to the amount of tears I shed! And generally I do that a lot on every other sad scene. But here, some emotional strings being attached to SRK, even the joyful scenes saw tears rolling down my cheeks and neighbours laughing on me! But i dont care, it was a fultoo paise wasool for me.. :D Hope it is the same for you in your very own way!

And not to forget, hats off to the man in charge, Mr. Karan Johar. Thank you..
And I just want to say it once again.. Love you Shahrukh.. :D