And Life goes on....

Ghar main baap ki suno..
School main master ki..
College main professor ki...
Naukri main manager ki...
Kuch saal baad biwi ki...
Uske baad bachchon ki...

Sadak par auto waale ki...
Bus main conductor ki...
Train main TT ki...

Sir... Thoda adjust kijiye na sir...

Saala poori life dare sehme sunte adjust karte hue nikaal do...

Listen listen listen...
Keep listening..

Why am I listening so much???

Moreover..
When will anyone listen to ME???
When will I have MY circle of terror...

When will I shout and rest listen...

And why am I listening all this in the first place??
Why dont I ask them to just shut up..

If not to parents, atleast to people who doesnt matter...

Why should I be terrorised by auto union?
Why should it be the bus condutor ruining my entire trip?

Is it just me or everything around is bull shit?

What sadistic pleasure people get by shouting at me?
What have I done to deserve this??

I never follow anyways whats told..
What makes it so tough to understand that am not gonna obey...
When I have to do the things my way, why should I let others try and guide me???

Anyways..

Life kat rahi hai...
Aise hi kategi...

Ham kal bhi crib kar rahe the..
Ham kal bhi crib karainge...

Log tab bhi bol rahe the..
Log ab bhi bolainge...

Ham tab bhi sun rahe the..
Ham aage bhi sunte rahainge...

Kyunki agar badalna hota to kab ke duniya badal chuke hote...

Sometimes

Sometime it feels its all over...
The very next moment it feels there's so much to look forward to...

Sometime you feel grown up...
The very next moment you feel like plopping in your mom's lap...

A winner sometime...
A looser the other...

And if thats not enough, sometimes it is hard to tell which side of the line you are..
There are things to be happy about...
Somethings to mourn...
Some kodak moments..
Some falling graces..
All together..
All at the same time...

Which one to give importance to?
Should the sad ones be kept aside and bask in the glory??
Should the glory be kept aside to retrospect the failure??
How the facial expressions be?
Happy?
Sad?
Neutral?

In a world where perceptions matter more than reality, what shuold be the right body language to convey the right signal?
A signal which shows just the right amount..
Of the emotions you tend to show off and of those you want to hide...

Should you count the chicken before they hatch?
Should you wait for the final blow?
Attitude or playing safe??

Should neighbors nagging be given a thought or just dont be bothered?

Sometimes it sounds all bull shit..
And sometimes thats the only logical thing one can come to think off..

Anyways..

Cant help it..

Thats how we are programmed..
Thats how the world is designed...

Manufacturing defect may be...

Kuch Bhi Likh Yaar !!!!

Was out of ideas today like most of the times...
But today was different..
Couldnt pick anything from the environment either..
So thought to delegate..

Pat came the response..
"Kuch bhi likh yaar..."

Now..
We got RM end term tomorrow...
And thats all about assumptions...
Open ended...
Close ended..
And everything in between...
Lets start preparing it straighaway...

I take it as an open ended statement...
Left to my imagination kinds...

Was that sarcasm?
Was that praise?
Was that "Fuck off Asshole"?
Was that "Do not disturb"?

Lets do a FGD on it...
Or floating a questionnaire would do??
Or a sensitivity analysis????
What about some litreature review first !!!!

Many conclusions are possible..

I can either end up happy that people like me too much...
Or can get the cobwebs cleared and have a clearer vision..
Which says...
"Kuch bhi likh yaar.. U suck anyways..."

Or it can be the other way round..
"Kuch bhi likh yaar.. U rock always..."

Now, which of the two results would be better for me on a personal level???

Would A motivate me to write better?
Would A demoralise and make me give up?

Would B motivate me to write better?
Would B make me proud and get into my head resulting in inferior quality?

Praises/Criticisms can be double edged swords sometimes..

You criticise in an attempt to shut out someone and he gets doubly motivated and your daily torture intake reaches new heights..
You praise someone and it gets into his head and your daily shit intake reaches new peaks..

Moreover, in this age where, chat/sms/mail prevail over face to face you cant even be sure of what exactly was meant..
Face to face one can at least sense the sarcasm, see the negative body language..

But over other forms..
One might get the sarcasm when none is there..
Or might not see any when theres shit loads of it...

Life was never a bed of roses and technology has made it even complex..
Think over this...
You just have to change your orkut/facebook profile to be perceived as "cool" and "happening"...
And even after that your marriage proposal can be rejected over 7 different applications running over 5 different platforms hosted in 3 different geographies...

Dont think too much...
Dont try and make sense of anything written above...
I was told to write anything...
I just did...

That crazy little thing called... LOVE !!

Yes..
Its love...
And yes...
Its crazy...

Crazy enough to make an otherwise sane person go bonkers..
Crazy enough to get bonkers back to sanity...

What is it about this simple four letter word thats driving the world???

Love for money..
Love for power..
Love for fame..
Love for strength..
Love for prosperity...
And obviously the cliched love for that special one...

A strong positive emotion of regard and affection has been the definition of love for ages..
And for times immortal we are trying to find out how "crazy" got linked with something as harmless as regrad and affection..

One of my friends claim there is nothing called as love..
As per her, its only "comaptibility"..
Its still debatable and all those interested to take the bull by horn, can contact her....

One of my other friends say its love only if its at first sight..
Anything after that becomes a calculated risk..
Again debatable...

Personally speaking, theres NOTHING called love at first sight...
Its always lust at first sight...
But then I dont agree with the "calculated risk" part either..
Something in between may be..

For that matter, 365 different people would give 365 different prospects for the same question..
But there would a canny similarity in all of the responses if u dig a lil deep..
Each of them would have a blind trust and faith in everyone they love or would have loved..

Rest assured would fall in place..
Compromises...
Adjustments blah blah...

So does that mean betrayal marks end of it?
Aaaarghhh....
Again "it depends"...

I guess its not the emotions attached, but the complications and so many other questions associated with it make people go "crazy"..

How much?
Why?
And other when where what etc etc..

So who are friends and who are lovers??
Are friends lovers or are lovers friends???
When does it become obsession???
When does it become madness???
How much is too much???
Where do we draw the line???
Who draws the line by the way??

DO NOT BUG ME...
I DONT KNOW...

If you have an answer let me know...
Else dont try to change the world...
Let it go the way its going...

Stop applauding now...
Am not used to so much "love"....
;)

Milk Chocolate

No no...
Its not nestle's promotion...

Here, if you are a milk chocolate...

You are a total dreamer..
You spend most of your time with your head in the clouds..
You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life...
Also nostalgic.. Y
ou rarely forget a meaningful moment...
Even those from long ago...

Whose this "you" ??

This "you" is anyone who answers a few set of questions right on one of the social networking sites.

Or rather, "this" is anyone who chose to answer a few questions so that he ends up being a so called "milk chocolate".

Point being...
How relevant are these quetionnaire?
How honest is one, while answering them?
Can it really be taken as the sound of masses?

What if he just ticked all 'A's??
Without reading???
Without even looking???
May be he just came back from honeymoon and ticked all the options with his wife's initials..
May be he fought with her and ticked all his own initials..

Anyway..

Dont label me idiot if in case havent done already...
I am in a nagging mood today..
Everything around is wrong today...
Even the awesome KFC Zinger sucked today...

Am trying to find as many faults in as many things around...
Be it the washing machine..
The comforter...
The geyser..
The TT table..
The CA CF CS...

And yes, I have no wrongs obviously...
I am perfect, so dont point finger back at me...
Wont work...
May be in a day or two, in those retrospection modes, I might...
Not today...

By the way..
Coming back to the questionnaire..

Yes it can be considered good enough most of times...
With our senses in place and...
With the small '*' at the end of it..
*Conditions Apply

By the way, that milk chocolate is yours truly.....
:)

Points to ponder..

Here i am sitting in my office @ night…

Thinking hard about life

How it changed from a maverick college life to strict professional life…...

How tiny pocket money changed to huge monthly paychecks

but then why it gives less happiness….

How a few local denim jeans changed to new branded wardrobe

but then why there are less people to use them

How a single plate of samosa changed to a full Pizza or burger

But then why there is less hunger…..

Here i am sitting in my office @ night…

Thinking hard about life

How it changed…..

How a bike always in reserve changed to tank always full

but then why there are less places to go on……

How a small coffee shop changed to cafe coffee day

but then why its feels like shop is far away…..

How a limited prepaid card changed to postpaid package

but then why there are less calls & more messages……

Here i am sitting in my office @ night…

Thinking hard about life

How it changed…..

How a general class journey changed to Flight journey

But then why there are less vacations for enjoyment….

How a old assembled desktop changed to new branded laptop

but then why there is less time to put it on……….

How a small bunch of friends changed to office mate

But then why we always feel lonely n miss those college frnz.….

Here i am sitting in my office @ night…

Thinking hard about life

How it changed….. How it changed……

One of my firend's friend wrote these lines which he shared with me.

That one day he was so pissed off with life as he couldnt make it to a couple social obligations which he was looking forward for a long time.

The lines evoked those thoughts yet again in me...

Of drawing the line..

Of deciding how much is too much...

Work hard today to get rewarded tomorrow...

Screw present to secure future...

Has anyone ever wondered what future are we securing??

Today its about getting job..

Tomorrow it would be getting a home..

Wife.. Kids..

Their education...

Their marriage...

Then your retirement...

And by the time you realize, you would be lying on hospital bed taking last of those left breaths...

Every action of ours has become future oriented...

What happened to today?

Why today is being procrastrinated everyday for some unknown unseen day???

Take a break...

I know every morning, both the lion and the gazelle need to run to survive..

But come on !!!!

We got ferraris..

We can catch up with the lot...

We got refrigerators..

We can store..

A few days wont cause any harm...

Go...

Go meet your long lost friends...  (instead of  email, scrap, call)

Go make up for the lost time..

Economy can do without you for a day or so... 

Just another friday evening...

A few months ago, friday mornings were supposed to be fun..

A few more hours and it was weekend...

Then we moveed to Singapore..

Then we moved to 2nd term..

Then we moved to finance..

And things changed forever...

Friday evening beers were supposed to be fun..

Not a means to drown sorrows..

Not to vent out furstrations..

But as they say, all good things come to an end...

Those also have...

On second thoughts, by the end of 3 months, we should have got the hang of it..

We almost did..

But then came the deadly due of CA and CF along with CS in the nights... :)

And rest as they say was all history..

Each passing hour seems like ages..

I mean, if people start playing counter strike in class, during assignments, one can understand what must be the haalat....

Ok..  

Me going 7-11...

Gam galat kar ke aate hain...

Uske baad counter strike bhi to khelna hai...

Open book - Closed book ???

From standard one till final year graduation...
The exams were "close book close minds"

At PG, the concept of "open book close mind" prevailed...

We werent happy then...
"Whats the learning in cramming nd pouring out"

We arent any happier today either...
"Whats the learning in searching the index nd pouring out"

Then came something called "case study" approach...
Apparently it was supposed to "open" us for the real world..

But we are not happy this way also...
Why??

Coz for 25 odd years we were used to a spoon fed education system..
This is in course.. That is not..
This has to be read.. That not..
This has more weightage... That can be left...
Nd more such this and thats...

Someone said grades are not important, learnings are...

I second the opinion..
Doesnt mean I dont want grades...

My point is..
If you have learnt, grades would follow by default..
They are stuck by their bums..
Remember Fevicol..
Mazboot jod...
Tootega nahi...
Exactly like that..

Doesnt matter what mode of education you have been through all your lives and what you prefer or whatever...
If you can understand, you have the edge...
Be it grades...
Be it interviews..
Be it life as a whole...

Apportion..
Segment..
Prioritize...

Here you need to mug and vomit..
Here you need to apply..
And here you dont need to do anything...

As simple as that...
Too much to ask for?????????
You decide...

Now go read something worthwhile...
Main to pagal hun.. likhta hi rahoonga...

Back.....

Finally am back after a long self imposed exile..
Many things happened in between..

All kinds..

Good better best..
Bad worse worst..
Funny.. Not so funny...

Would try and enlighten you all with the wisdom..
Hang on...