Best deal

People fight for their lives and earn money. They crave to save money for their family and children. But what if the complete hard earned money weirdly goes into a stranger’s hands and the whole efforts turns out to be meaningless?

There is lady in my native in her 50s. She is my mom's friend. She was born and brought up in a poor family where she fought for survival. She is not even blessed with beauty. At the right age, she didn’t get marry. Around 12 years back, when she was in her early 40s, she ended up marrying a rich widower and moved to my native.

The widower was filthy rich and all his fortune was of his father-in-law. He didn’t have any children. After the death of his wife, he married this lady. Both led decent family life for 10-12 years. Since last 1-2 years, his health was totally upset. When conditions turned hard and doctors confirmed his last days, the lady brought a guy into her home and declared him as her cousin brother who came to take care of her husband. Everybody in the town trusted as she was good in character. This cousin brother is a divorcee and has 2 children studying in school.

Last year, the husband died and she became the whole and sole proprietor for billions of rupees worth property. After a decent break, for everybody’s surprise, she married the so-called cousin brother and started family life in the same house. With hell lots of efforts, she convinced relatives/ people around her and managed to be the part of community. The hard earned money of a 1^st wife’s father, which went into the hands of son-in-law, is serving as fortune for an unknown couple in their old age.

And the best part is, this couple adopted a baby girl few months back. She supports her act with a sound. "Life is meaningless without children. But we both are old and can't have children on our own. So we decided to adopt a baby. Now if we adopt baby boy, we have to take care of him for next 25 years. Instead, we can adopt a baby girl and get her married in next 18-19 years and come out of our responsibilities soon".

Anyways, I was not able to stop thinking about this baby girl. How lucky is she? Was she born orphan, just to be the part of this drama?

The hard earned money of Person 'A' went into the hands of his son-in-law ‘B’ which later served an unknown lady 'C'. The lady 'C' went for the 2nd marriage with a divorcee guy 'D' who abandoned his first wife and the children. This ‘C’ & ‘D couple adopted a baby girl 'E'. Now the whole property is waiting at the feet of this baby girl. The baby girl will not even know the name of the person who earned this much money for her. Rather, she won't even believe her ‘so-called-parents’ story !!!

This is the best deal done by the fate with hell lot of negotiations between unrelated people and inter-connecting them.

I don’t know about the guy who earned this much money. I don’t know how much serious was he and the ways he struggled for every penny. But I learnt one thing. There is no point in fighting for every penny and withhold our desires all the time, when we don’t know for whom we are earning.

Indecent Blog

Disclaimer 1: It may seem indecent for few. Please stop reading if you cannot accept this as a joke.
Disclaimer 2: This disclaimer is dedicated to hero (Romeo) of this story – “I hope you won't read this blog at any point of time as we are hardly in touch with each other. But if at all you end up reading this blog, don't feel bad. We all moved on and I know you are good enough. I am not making fun of you. Rather, the accidental incidents happened created this scene” :)

Incident: Last month when I visited India, we – college buddies (Me, Sukesh, Girish, Nandish & Kiran) - met in Bangalore Central mall. After chillaxing for 2-3 hrs, we planned to stay overnight at Maddur Coffee day on Bangalore-Mysore highway. On the way, we got down at some local dhaba for dinner. Our group has one bad habit. Whenever we meet, we go crazy few times and we call any of our college friends with whom we didn’t have healthy relationship. We speak to them sarcastically, we rip them off and few times we end up taunting them too. I know this is weird and wrong.

In dhaba we were exchanging memorable incidents during college days. Gradually the topic moved on to Romeo. He was a good friend of us. But he never succeeded to be one among us because of his own ideologies. During first 3 years of college, he acted like saint and preached us not to roam with any girl and all. He was like papa who restricted our moves, ‘don’t do this, don’t do that’ But during 4th year of college, the things changed so weird. He became close to one girl and he declared it as ‘brotherly relationship’. After few months this brotherly affection turned out to be love !!!

Well, it was almost 12.30 midnight and we called Romeo. He didn’t pick up the call. Next time we called him, the Airtel voice mail said “The mobile phone you are trying to reach is out of network coverage area. Please try again later”. After a while, the phone rang and he didn’t pick up. This repeated for sometime. Finally we sent a message to his girl friend “Guru here, me in India, wanna speak 2 ur boy, send his new no. if any”. We didn’t get any reply. But next time when I called him, he picked the call.

I don’t know if you can understand what I am trying to convey. At night 1’O clock, EITHER guy is not picking up the call OR his mobile is out of coverage area repeatedly. But one text message to his GF made him to pick the call :P

We spoke on loud speaker and acted like real pain in a**. At last Kiran dropped one awesome double meaning joke. It was too vulgar. He said “Dude, looks like you were busy doing something and we disturbed you. Between, something is happening with your mobile. It is going in and coming out of the network coverage area repeatedly… In and Out, In and Out… Don’t keep your mobile in OUT-OF-NETWORK area and take it out so often. Mobile may stop working forever”

We all stared at Kiran and there was a panic silence for few seconds. But we couldn’t control our laugh anymore. All 5 of us busted laughing atleast for 1-2 mins with weird sounds. Romeo got really pissed off. He just said ‘BYE’ and hung up the call.

An embarrassing experience in a gift shop

Since 3 days my manager was pestering me to buy some gift for Shiva’s Birthday. On 3^rd October, after a late wake up on the weekend, I was just chilling out in my room. It was 7 PM in the evening and my manager called me ‘Shiva is coming to Abu Dhabi tomorrow and I know you haven't brought any gift still. We have to give something for his birthday. Don't forget to buy'. She asked me not to forget 3 times. Like any other normal bastard son, I cursed her for being pain in ass just for a gift.

I went to a gift shop in a near by mall. I walked aimlessly through out the shop atleast 4 times in search of a damn gift, but couldn't find any. I realized 'A guy buying not-too-costly gifts for birthday like silly things for another guy is really tough task'… Finally a pair of cute WINE GLASSES bewitched me. On spot I fancied a happening scene in my mind. Anyway he is getting married shortly and it will be romantic for the couple to dress up in tender WHITE attire and drink RED WINE in YELLOW stemmed glasses - sitting on the rustic wooden chairs with an aesthetically carved table under dim GREEN light with a pleasant fragrance of the perfume with soft soothing music in a cute n cozy studio apartment… Woh… Without any second thoughts I grabbed the pair of glasses and moved towards Greeting Card Section.

I was searching for some specific card but I didn't know what was that 'specific'!!! There were various sections - Father's Bday, Aunt’s Bday, Farewell cards, Get Well Soon cards etc etc... Suddenly a weird thing flashed in my mind and I was excited. There was a Filipino girl at the cash counter and an Arab lady checking some gifts. I slowly walked towards the counter and approached her in lower tone 'hmmmm by any luck, do you have some greeting card given to a guy for his last bachelor birthday...'

Suddenly I felt it was not making sense to ask such a card. I never saw such card till date. Even the girl stood dumb. The lady beside us stared at us. All 3 of us were silent for 40-50 seconds. Slowly, with a naughty smile the girl repeated my words with long pauses 'Last... Bachelor... Birthday... Card…… for a guy?'.Then she said 'no sir, we don't have any such cards'.

Why did I feel weird all of a sudden? Why did they give strange pauses/ staring? Was that too specific? Should I blame my manager for being the root cause? Or is this not weird at all? I slowly moved to left and picked up one decent card - 'Belated Birthday Wishes' card.

Just to boost my spirit and show her I am still in game, I told her, 'I think you should recommend the company to produce cards for Last Bachelor Birthday' :)

This time she was smart and replied instantly, 'Sir, by the time you get marry, I don't think any of your friends will give you Birthday card. It’s nice to see you'.There was THE WEIRD smile hidden in her reply.

I just walked out of the store without any word with a pretentious grin!!!

Whatever it is, I heard of bachelor party, bachelor hangouts, bachelor gifts etc... But this 'last Bachelor year Birthday card' is quite different :P

What do you live for?

We rarely question ‘what do we live for?’ And most of us can’t find convincing answer. Straight away I will rule out the possibility of the answer ‘my essence of the life is my family’. Atleast for we guyz in unmarried 20s (as Shreya quotes in the movie Lets Enjoy), parents love is something like ‘we can’t live with it and we can’t live without it’ :P

The other 5 core passions which make us to lead life could be
1. Achievement in career
2. Money and Status
3. Live for you, Live for passion
4. Love and Friendship
5. Explore and Experience
Believe me folks, till now if you never thought what you are living for and if you just want to compete with others in terms of your qualification and routine job, better commit suicide. If you don’t compete, another jack ass is there to compete and over take. :P

1. I don’t know why world is so much behind the achievement and the career. I never get excited if something good happens in my professional career. One thing is true, every damn person struggles for betterment of career and you may go unnoticed after your arduous efforts as everybody dies to achieve.

2. Money and Status is something where I am stuck with. I don’t mind status but money matters a lot. I feel weird about Indians when it comes to money. As per my experience with many other nationalities, for most of them money is not meant for saving. Instead they see money as mode of comfort. They earn money to lead quality life. But we Indians earn money to save; we compromise quality of life for the sake of saving. I want to earn money just for 2 reasons:
- To spend money I need to earn money. I want to go wherever I dream, buy whatever I wish and do whatever I want.
- For the sake of fellow Indians – Whether we agree or not, we blindly judge any person based on money he/ she has. We have this attitude in our veins. This is the most depressing factor with Indians. Most of you say ‘no, no, no, I am not like this’…… But it is ‘yes, yes, yes, we are like this’……

3. Living for you is something awesome. If you have some passion, say art or music and if you can lead your life comfortably with that passion, that is something perfect. I envy people who earn money with passion as their investment. For eg: Musicians, artists etc. The biggest odd in my life is ‘I am engineer’. I can never stay happy till I work in some office sitting 8-9 hours per day and doing some crazy technical stuff :(

4. Love and Friendship – Keeping primary essence as ‘relationship’ and finding happiness in expressing - experiencing the closeness is awesome. How many of us really-really have best friend whom we trust without any second thought? How many of us can confidently say 'she is my perfect love and I trust her'? I bet 99% of us don’t have ‘friends/ love for life’. We show-off our life styles, we lie to maintain exaggerated status; we try to hide feelings for the sake of ego.

5. The last one is ‘exploring and experiencing’. May be we don’t have born passions or talents. But there are many worldly things which attract us, like – roaming countries, understanding various cultures, having very good hobbies. But most of us restrict ourselves thinking we may loose track in life and we may get screwed up in terms of time and money.

Whatever it is, life is not that serious. I feel my life is precious and in the same way, you feel your life is precious. But at the end of the day, none of us are special. Nobody really achieves anything great. We don’t know what life is after death, we don’t know what life was before birth. We don’t know what is good or what is bad.

Some ancestors set good – bad, right – wrong, meaningful - meaningless and we blindly follow the same. People say ‘praying god is good, scolding god is bad… saving money is good, wasting time is bad'… But as per me ‘being too serious in life is bad, turning off our passions for the sake of money is bad, hurting others with our attitude is bad’. Except these, everything else is good in this random-unidentified world’

Virtual - Reality

I wrote this short story long time back, may be 5-6 years back…. Writing 100 appealing blogs/ scripts is not a big deal as of today. But writing one page of something during that age was really tough !!!

New York, 17 years back:

Shelly arranged her brother - Philips’ birthday party and the whole bunch of friends gathered. During the party time, Harry teased Shelly: ’Aye drunkard daughter here…’ Within few moments the situation turned serious. Philips and Harry got involved into serious fight. At last Harry laid on the ground. One of spectator uttered ’I think he is dead, patrol will arrive here anytime. Philips shivered.

Shelly was frightened and asked her brother to run away from the place. Philips took the beautiful painting presented by Shelly and he fled away from home.Within few days his mother fell sick and within a short span she passed away. Father spent all his time drinking and one day he disappeared from the home. Shelly was put into an orphanage.

1 year back:

Shelly was a docile young lady with pleasant smile. Her charming eyes, chubby cheeks and her lofty swagger spell bounded the lads’ hearts.She had a boy friend by name Sam Stanford. He was handsome and was enamored towards Shelly. He felt, her company was a warmth memento for him. He was madly in love with her. They were in love with each other and at last got married.

Present day:

Sam exchanged a routine hug with Shelly and went office. Shelly murmured ’you are handsome’. She smiled at him and locked the door. She finished her mundane stuff. Since long time, she was curious to see the unused things kept at the top in her room. She started exploring her room………..

4.30 PM:

There was a attractive gunny bag present in mid of many unused items. Shelly took the gunny bag in her hand and uncovered it. Her eyes were curious to see what was there in it. A wonderful painting and a manila folder, she unfolded. It read:

‘Dear mom and Shelly, I am sorry. I made a huge mistake running away from home. After few months I returned back and no body was there. At last it was my destiny that Mr. Tenor Stanford adopted me as his son and I got reincarnation.

Shelly, this gift of yours is my life. Whenever I see this wonderful painting, I become unfathomable. My insurrection emotions injure my mind. It is hard to remember that particular evil day. So I am deciding not to see this anymore thro’ out my life. Sorry Shelly, I adore you’.

Yours lovingly

Philips

(Sam Stanford)

The golden sun suddenly turned into a fire ball and Shelly held it in her hands. The whole world appeared black and empty. She was put into the horns of dilemma. She moved against her beliefs. She searched for the asylum. It was incredulous. She couldn’t understand whether to accept her dear Sam as lovely husband or as sincere brother.

Her heart murmured: ’Sam is your dear. He can't be Philips’.

The mind whispered: ’You cannot keep the truth in your heart for your heart’.

The door bell rang - Tran Tran…….

She remained as don-Quixote. She had affection in her mind and love in her heart. She boosted her ego. Yeah......… she decided.......... She opened the door.

Sam: ’Hello darling’.

She was dumb. She decided to tell the fact. She stepped front and hugged him. She cried.

Sam: ’What happened?’

Shelly: ’Nothing dear, I just had a bad dream’.

My incompetent way of living :( :( :(

This write up looks funny or say nonsensical, but there are many serious thoughts hidden. Although thoughts are serious, we end up making 'fun of seriousness'. I will take a color print of this page, stick it to all the walls of my apartment including toilet. I will try to get inspired (rather feel humiliated) and will try to accomplish atleast 1 out of 1000 things I plan.

Yesterday I and Shiva went gym after long time. We took 2 long weeks to pull our ass to the doorsteps of gym. Neither of us had courage to step into the gym alone, as we were not ready to face surprise gestures and sarcastic smiles. This is our 6th season in span of 10 months, hehehe. Today Shiva came up with some new rule. If either of us bunk the gym we should pay 10 dhs (135 Rs) to the other. But his voice was shivering when he told the plan and I was afraid of loosing money quite often :D

Last time when we went gym - one Arabic guy greeted us 'oh you are back... Great'. The word 'Great' was really chagrining. Another Filipino guy grinned dimly which conveyed 'oh guys, I never seen you like jerks in my life'. Once a elderly man introduced me to his frend 'Hey this is Guru from Bangalore, He comes to the same gym where I go...'. With a small pause he continued '....but very rarely' and he laughed as if he never had fun since he is born..... Saala budda :(

Every evening before we leave office, either of us will go to other's work desk. We approach in lower tone 'so, do you want to goto gym today?'. The approacher's eyes will be filled with desire, curiosity and will be just craving to listen 'no' from the other.

I never accomplished anything in my life. I never think about appraisal because I am neither money-minded nor performance-oriented. I never eat Roti, Naan or Kulcha because it is difficult to chew. I don't work continuously for 1 hr anytime because I feel I am taking life too serious :( :( :( I can't think too much because my brains will start weighing heavy and I can't bare it. In the below link, read the comments in red box wrote by 'Landi' in the upper middle of the page :)
http://social.answers.microsoft.com/Forums/en-US/vistahardware/thread/720108ee-0a9c-4090-b62d-bbd5cb1a7605

Sometimes I feel like committing suicide by hanging to a fan. But I may loose interest before I tie the rope. So if I really want to kill myself, then any of my friend should tie the rope and keep the chair beneath. Later I may stand on the chair and would say 'please hang the rope to my neck and tighten it up dude. I will be grateful to you'. Before he slaps me, I will add 'Dood, please push the chair aside once you tighten it. Or else I won't die' !!!

Anyways, maximize the image and choose a word you are best suited with. It has both -ve and +ve words which revolves around 'stupid'. Initially I thought I am 'jerk', but seeing my incompetent way of living, now I stand myself with the word 'crack brained'. And I vote Shiva with the word 'dopey' because he is slightly better than me and hence less intensified word than 'crack brained'.

Whatever I am, this game of tracking +ve and -ve counts stimulates me whenever I feel satisfied/ unsatisfied with my way of doing things.

Matured Piece of Shit - MPS

I don't have anything to write. But I don't want blog count to appear as '0' beside 'June' in left frame of the window, it should be atleast '1'. I know you are laughing @ me thinking I am immature. But have you ever thought what ‘maturity’ is?

Today I feel X as ‘reality’. After few days/ months I feel Y as ‘reality’. The difference between X and Y (X-Y), I term it as 'Maturity' and feel happy for a moment. Unfortunately some other person will show Z as ‘reality’. At that moment I will conclude that the time period X-Y was 'Immaturity' and I will start chasing Z. The cycle repeats!!! So what actually is maturity'? It is the 'Illusions of individual momentary perceptions' !!!

Now go back to the first 2 sentences of this blog and read those lines again. I am sure, now you are not laughing. You are thinking serious as if some meaning exists, but unfortunately, there is nothing as such, same bullshit.

Relax, I am just trying to convey something out of nothing but still it meant everything for me. I don't know what you understood. Don't throw stones @ me like a mad fellow if you are hassled.

With Love

Thanx to my chap - Manjesh who doled out idea of conveying meaningful message in one sentence. Concentrate on the tense of verbs, it will definitely convey the meaning intended.

She was neither most beautiful nor exceptionally best instead she knew how to express love and how to stand beside me every mo, though I was the reason for all fights we had due to my inability of expressing love she always compromised by heart, anyhow whatever my external gestures could be, our inner selves knew the fondness we had as we were madly in love with each other, she was the essence of my love who made me feel my existence and showed me how good I can be for someone and in short, life wouldn't be so beautiful without her because all she knew was to dream about 'us' and not about 'her' alone, however, destiny was jealous on our affection and showed it's envy in the form of fatal accident in which my aroha ended her life and I couldn’t come out of the scarred face I saw in the hospital, I loved her not for what she was but for what I was when I was with her but now she left me mercilessly on this damn earth and I am crying aimlessly again and again because nothing else I can do and moreover I am not the person who get excited if space ship lands on mars instead I get excited if my hearty friend tells he/ she is happy, all I want is my love and handful of beloved friends with whom I express – experience - enjoy the affection and I am very specific in these due to which I decided to kill myself and now when I am swallowing the poison, I am hearing a cute voice singing in familiar low tone and I am surprised – confused – scared when I understood that it is my better half's voice, I couldn’t believe that she is still alive and now she is kissing my forehead, holy shit, it was 6 in the morning and the dream drove my nuts crazy, besides I re-realized the importance of her, I kissed her passionately, hugged and begged her not to leave me alone anytime, she was anxious as I was bestowing intensified love and took me on her lap and asked me to take a nap after which the non-stop ring from my friend woke me up, nonetheless, this time nobody was around, I realized that I don’t have any girl in my life yet and I tried to smile but I couldn’t, the weird dream-inside-dream haunted me and finally I was left with a question: we always forget ‘today’ in the attempt of catching ‘tomorrow’ but what if ‘tomorrow never comes’ in the way we wish?, we do not express our feelings with the loved ones just to show ourselves unaffected but there is a beautiful life beyond this unaffected way of living where we can express affection and experience the same ahhhh at last I grinned at myself when I saw me in the mirror with tooth brush in my mouth, ufffff few dreams should never turn true and this particular one should never – ever turn true.

Bachelor desires – Wanna toss a tail

'Sex on the beach is like cocktail, you MORON...' My thoughts gave a pause when I read these words on my friend's blog. A female software Engineer in Aditi Technologies - Bangalore hollered him as 'moron' while expressing her previous day's memories on beach. This is really indigestible for guys, that too when heard from a girl.

After reading that blog, I understood my coevals are much ahead than me. I am the jack-a** lagging behind in enjoyment sector of life. To make myself available in this category I should really do some ‘real partying’. Now-a-days every party has a numb reason. It could be any of my friends’ salary hike or some job shift or some sister's marriage or some lame happiness.

But now I/ we found one e-special reason to fete ON THE ROCKS I.e., 'BACHELORs PARTY'. We 3 NRIs and 1 Indian are planning to do some MAGIC and RRRrrrRRRock on Thailand - The paradise for bachelors.

Shiva (NRI) – Already geared up with a girl – oops sorry 'the girl'.
Singvi (NRI) – just hair-line distance behind Shiva and is under rigorous hunt.
Guru (NRI) - I am still newbie in the process {Again fresher :( }
Prashant (Indian) – still 'child' in these stuff or say still unripened :P

Trip Details:
1. Trip Date: April 22nd till 26th.

2. Destination: Thailand – Pattaya, Phuket, Bangkok

3. Meet-Up Plan: Ex-Indians fly from Abu Dhabi to Bangkok. Mr.Indian will fly from Bangalore to Bangkok.
4. Trip Slogan: 'Experience Hot, if not atleast Warmth' – Heuristic approach

5. Trip Dedicated to: All our ex-girlfriends, ex-ex-girlfriends, ex-ex-ex girlfriends if any, girls who rejected our proposals and for the girls whom we rejected lavishly.
6. Desire Genera (Type): 'Hombres Luxuria' (Bachelors desires)

7. Best planners in team: Singvi and Shiva. Sense or non-sense – at least they initiate some plans.
8. Waste Fellas in team: Me and Prashant. We don't invest our brains on planning. Moreover we are not sure if we have brains to invest!!

9. Inspired by: *Ted Mosby's Bachelor party* episode, How I met your mother series, Season 3. ****LEGANDARY**** I don't know who will manifest as Barney Stinson among us.
10. Trip plans: W%$* T%# F^&@

11. Deliverables @ the end of trip: Photos and Videos of hot chiks & of even hens & grand-hen, we never mind!!

Affidavit:
The god of desires,
Balzeebub (Master of Hell) inside us is dead.

We the stupid 4 Bachelors - basically from India, hardly enjoyed our lives compared to any average American or Briton. Through out our lives whenever we tossed 1 Rupee coin, all the time we ended up seeing 'Heads'. We never experienced 'Tails' till now. Hope you understand our condition :( :( :(

But now, due to our age constraint (as per rituals department called 'parents') we are on the edge of jumping into relationship called commitment (or say marriage, 'why shy?') before which we really want to toss 'Tails' once. This is our 'Now or Never' mission. Please forgive all our WTF pranks we committed and give us a chance to realize our desires.

Last plea, till the moment we enter Thailand, please please please don't make us to interact with any damn girl in this universe and don't make us to intake those words '........., you MORON'. Thanx in advance.

HAPPY BACHELORS PARTY. CHEERS !!!

Regards,
4 Hombres

-Wanna drive the nuts crazy-

Red Letter Day - 10th March 2009

The day started normal and in a way it ended usual. Moreover, it was a working day (Tuesday). Still the day gave me what we call 'break' and made me to see life thro' different angle.
During lunch time, I went out with a colleague - Dicky Anshari from indonesia. I started pulling his legs,

'I will rush to your house now'

He laughed, 'even if I invite, you will not come to the place where I am going'

I asked 'You are going to grave yard or what?'

He smiled and said 'I am going to MOSQUE for prayer, do you want to join?'.

That moment I realized, it was my craving that I wanted to step inside mosque but couldn't make it anytime. Reason might be, probably I did not have enough courage to enter mosque Or might be I was stereotypic in terms of family/ religion - whatever. But I did not want to miss this chance. I replied 'I don't mind joining you'.

He was really surprised. On the way several times he told 'Your god.... our god... their god...' etc etc. Inside mosque, the preacher was preaching Quran in Arabic. Few people were doing namaz and others sat in some common posture and were listening (or just hearing hehehe) to the preachings. It was good experience. Within no-time, my past overrode my presence.

------------------------------------ Sliding to past -------------------------------------

'who is MY GOD'?

I tried recollecting the exact day when I heartfully remembered 'temple' or 'GOD'. The date backslided to standard 12th. I was little adhered to this god, customs etc etc as I was in Sai Baba's residential school. We used to pray god before every meal/ cup of milk. Bajans, Learning Vedas, Fasting, Yogasana etc were part of my life. I am not very sure if I really trusted god but atleast I pretended well-enough in front of wardens/ parents. But once out of the school, I never - ever turned back. 'Bhagwan' hardly came during some discussions here and there in my life.

--------------------------------- I came out of my thoughts --------------------------

Later in the evening, I attended a Birth Day party of the kid 'Charu' who stays near my apartment. My apartment owner looked bit disappointed during party. In due course of time he told 'Guru ... ... We are not able to have one child since 8.5 years of our marriage... I spent around 8-9 lac Rs on treatment ... every test says NO PROBLEM but still...' He told hell lot of things. Initially I thought 'why is he loading my brains with his stories'. But I realized that I was wrong when his wife figured out his sadness and told in Malyalam 'Chatta, why are seeming guppppp, Everybody can't get everything in life.....' She gave a smile and left. Definitely the smile had hidden pain.

After a while, I called my friend in Delhi - Ratan to wish him for his B'day. I came to know that he couldn't clear his IAS main exam. Since 2.5 years, just to clear this exam he did not join any job - went Delhi – joined coaching – prepared a lot – cleared his screening in 1st attempt – but couldn't make out with mains. I know, the day he clears IAS all these pain will become memories. But still hard way to go right?
I compared my last one year with his one. Mine was thrilling with staying in 3 different countries, no worries, enjoying life etc etc. I felt, the year went too fast with lot of engrossing changes for me but the same year was literally slow/ lame for somebody else at some part of the world.................

hmmmmm now the point is 'what special in this'? Each of us get 100 thoughts everyday....... I know......., but this is special for me coz I couldn't come out of my thoughts even after 1-2 days. I felt like preserving this 'mode of thinking' I experienced. I could hardly remember 8-10 similar days in my entire life. And I am sure the count can be max 25 0r 30 by the time I die (with the assumption that I live for 65 years).

As the last bit, Check this: http://www.oddee.com/item_96597.aspxAll I felt is 'Life cannot be thrilling all the time. We are really lucky compared to these uncanny hard-knocks in this fucking Weird World'

V-Day: Valentines Day or Virtual Day?

me: which is the most interesting topic to write as of today?
6:13 PM Prashant: valentine's day....i guess
6:14 PM Prashant: hmmmm.......write abt valentine's day as viewed by couples and as viewed by ram sene goons....
6:15 PM me: no man, ram sena people are hypocrites....
only coz they dint njoy, they act like tht.... i dont want to write abt them
6:16 PM me: tell me some other topic man, i will credit it to u
6:17 PM Prashant: man...... i m gonna join ram sens 2moro....... no girlfriend, so i got to take my frustration out rite now
And guys would have guessed what could be my next answer, CENSORED.....
Neways, I ended up opting 'V-day'.

Let me categorize so called YOUTH/ OUR GENERATION:
1. Married/ Committed:
I know you celebrate whether I tease/ praise.
- 'Happy V-day dear'
- 'U too'
- 'I miss you'
- 'I miss you too'
- 'Sooo nice of you'
- 'Sooo nice of you too'
- 'I never knew you are so good'
- 'Thank God, I came to know at least now !!!!!!'
All of us know who verbalize lines 1,3,5 and 7 (Of course Gals).

2. Break Up Buds:
Don't panic. Even I belong to this category. We have the POTENTIAL, but this is not right time. And I know our egoism will serve us efficaciously. “not my mistake. I was adorable. But he/ she is not worth being my partner. I didn't loose him/ her. Instead he/ she lost me.... Neways, What special in V-day? Some fools without knowing their future, they celebrate. Even I was a tomfool once upon a time, but now I am matured. Jesus Christ, I am enough matured at least now.” :P

3. All Time Singles:
This Blog belongs to you. Please read it.
'Why the hell are you still alive? You never had pair till now? Is Something wrong or Everything? In the whole 25-26 years, were you not able to find one human being of opposite sex at least for god's sake? so much alienated? Strange !!!'. This is what above 2 categories people think :)
'FOOLs', I know this is what guys reply. 'Man, do you think I can listen to all those melodramatic dialogs girls omit every day? 'Oh dear, so sweet, so nice, miss you, miss you'...... Ahh, I can't keep on adding 'too, too' to every dialog she utters. EGO - I can't compromise, Macho man'
And reading my blog, one of my friend Rashmi Illur said beautifully what single girls think about having Boy-Friends. It was really logical statement. Here you go guys "Singles feel there are many better things in life to achieve. Rather than hanging out with Boy Friend and wasting time. And few times ending up hearing unwanted egoist talks."

hmmm, so what you thinking? V-day is already over. Does the name 'V-Day' stands for 'Valentines Day' Or 'Virtual Day'?
For the people belonging to Category 2 and 3 + Half of the Category 1 (already married), this is just 'Virtual Day', really nothing special
:( :( and only :( have another one -:(

Whether we celebrate or not society will celebrate, world will enjoy. And next year by this time, we will be 'Current Age + 1'. This is the most stodgy/ indigestible truth. Don't forget that already kids playing on street comment like 'Uncle is turning fat - Car Bumper, Aunty is out of shape - Road Roller'.... And did you ever think what will happen IF YOU WON'T CHANGE AND IF YOU REMAIN AS UNAFFECTED-SPARTAN?
Just relax, nothing will happen. Your egoism will again hold you up and you will assume the same philosophy and feel proud next year as well.........


On V-day ocassion, how can anybody miss reading this blog?
http://ibnlive.in.com/blogs/sagarikaghose/223/53147/panties-and-perverts.html
Pretty Awesome work Sagarika

PROOFS for screwed Up Life: (Contd...)

I and Shiva got the proof in the dance club. Music was loud, The 'True Music' band was performing well with cute bikini girls on stage. people from at least 15 nationalities were present. Every European, Russian, Filipino, Arabic etc had a partner. The DJ opened the stage for crowd. Whether the pair is in their 20s or 40s, it really did not matter, but they were drunk, gathered on stage, they danced with passion. Worth to mention, one European couple, seems like from Netherlands, were completely drunk and started dancing slow with the music @ the place they were. There was nothing vulgar or awkward. Instead, it displayed their independent attitude towards life and the way they enjoy it.

And about our role in dance club, I the bastard Guru and the sloth professional dancer Shiva stood in the mid of the crowd. We hardly spoke few words in entire 2-3 hrs but exchanged eye signs quite a few times. Though normally we feel proud and pat each others back for taking wonderful decision, earning lacs of Rs in 1-2 months, comparing the salaries and feeling we can become enough rich than any of our close friends working in India, today we weren't feeling comfortable. We understood, we are still backward and we never come out of our serious lives with thousands of short-term, middle-term, long-term goals etc etc which are really unnecessary at least after these many so called ACHIEVEMENTS AS PER INDIANS in terms of money and status.

And last important thing to mention, one asshole - insane - crazy Indian guy, probably around 32-35 years, who was alone, tried at least 4-5 times entering the dance floor which was occupied with couples. He tried hitting on every girl but none of them even turned their face. He was going off the stage, probably boosting himself with enough courage/ guts and again entering the dance floor. I really don't know whether to appreciate that bastard's ostentatious courage or to depreciate his lonely capricious craziness.

Average Indian's Screwed up life:

Note: I am not writing this against Indians. Instead being an Indian, this is my self experience and the views/ opinions I hear from my close friends who stay outside India and interact with people from different nationalities whether in US or Germany or Australia or UAE.
Yesterday I turned 24 yrs. I and my bud Shiva were stepping towards 'The Blitz', a dance club in Abu Dhabi. The discussion started @ Coffee Shop where we usually loiter. 'What is Life as per Indians?' We concluded at Salam Street - Hamdan Street traffic signal that 'Life is Screwed up with respect to Indians'. To define technically 'Life is a time period given to every individual to schedule his/ her passions and enjoy, but THE INDIANS make sure that, this time period is scheduled tightly with unwanted things and the progress graph in terms of realizing happiness will be pakka STRAIGHT LINE with NEGATIVE SLOPE unfortunately on POSITIVE X-Y (1st) GRADIENT'

Here is the summary of how we arrived at this conclusion and the inadvertent proofs we came across. I assume the experiences will be similar with any girl as well. But I am not sure coz whenever I tried trespassing girls private conversations during my school days, they used to communicate thro' anthropoid sounds like 'shh shh shh shh.......'

1. During our nursery, every damn thing is important. 'This is my pencil, I won't give it to you, see I mended it twice, so this is shorter than you described.' Selfishness is our birth gift.

2.1 During high school, 'Shh mom is coming, hide this porn book.' Why the hell parents restrict the adult content during our teenage as if they are preserving children from some rotten content in life.
2.2 If any of our friends scold us, madarchod - behanchod - saala lounda etc, we will turn outraged, scream at them as if we can't accept the morally reprehensible behavior :)

3. 'Sir, where should I join for CET coaching? Should I concentrate on Maths or Biology or both?' The bastard lecturer replies 'To be on the safer side, concentrate on both, so that either you can join Engineering or MBBS'. hehehe......

4.1 In college, if our dude get a girl friend, we turn desperate, sub-dudes just work hard to get a girl, whether it is thro' Orkut, Facebook or hanging out physically at every college/ class door. And once they get a girl, hide her from parents/ society as if, they are doing something condemnable !!!
4.2 People drink, smoke and do everything but still act like Lolly-Pops. Individual never stay natural in front of entire society circle. We act and act and we only act.

5.1 Here is where, subvert Indian life starts. We concentrate on job, technology, career, salary, appraisal and what not. If any college friend pings, we will type one message, 'BRB, Wait, Jus a sec'.
5.2 Sucking abroad trip: We never realize that the life we are leading is fucked up. Instead, we do money conversion, '$1 = 48.556751346 Rs, wow!!!', sending money to same unchangeable parents and planning for some grave property.

6 And once we are 25-26, the marriage mission: Crib even after building 2-3 houses for 1 son. 'In 1 house we stay, and we rented out other 2 houses. 60 X 40 dimension, 22000 Rs rent. But still money is important you see. So, he is planning to build other 4 (What the F$@K) houses.' What the fuck we do with these stuff ?

7. One day we will die with some disease :)

So as a whole, life can be beautiful, but with never-ending hurdles, we make it tough, plan - struggle - work out - die unwittingly. Hence 'Straight Line (y=mx+c) with Negative Slope (m) representing plunge on Positive Gradient' is the precise definition.

Crazzzzziness

* 'Happiness is real only when shared' as told in the movie 'Into The Wild'। Thanks to Christopher Johnson McCandless (1968 - 1992). This is about wild thoughts we get in mid of our routine work and you implement it ignoring all other important schedules you have.

Craziness is something you experience:

* When you get up from sleep in midnight and ride towards desert to watch Bally dance under Bedouin tents with a bon fire।

* When you burn out few notes/ currency you earned hard and feeling you have control over money/ world।

* When you throw garlands at girls for their performance on dance floor.

* In mid of your vacation, will stop enjoyment and ride down to office only coz you understood something which was pending since long time।

* You spend weeks together of time in exploring nature in mid of mountains/ forests etc।

* Most importantly, you feel happy or smile at your own face once you get up in the morning which is really tough to achieve।

* Completing the day success after doing all scheduled assignments efficiently। This rarely happens as we rarely meet expectations/ dreams.

Lastly, craziness is something like this, scribbling out some thoughts to frenz who can hardly grasp the inner meaning or intensity of the written stuff but still feeling comfort in doing so.

Prefatorial note

This is a rudiment attempt to start off with blog to share my thoughts and persuasions. Everybody will have hundreds of notions, thousands of dreams and interests, legion strategies to lead life. And I am not exception with any of these. I have my own design of my life, I attempt to paint it with all possible amenities, embellish the same and exhibit the societal trait. And the Blog is one such attempt to tune my asprations.