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Life.. In a Metro..!
Originally Posted: January 9th, 2008
The last few months.. well they seem to have passed in quite a dizzy. I have been over to Noida doing my training for my firm and subsequently been posted to Mumbai. Have been all over the place in the meantime too.
All that I can however narrate of significance to you, the reader, would be the fact that life in a metro.. especially Mumbai is not really much different from running all over the place anywhere else.!
The place is great to hang out if you are rose-eyed.. a bed of thorns if you have had a bad day.. yet, reassuring, when you have had enough of sulking around and are getting back to yourself for the umpteenth time.
Well.. some lines.. they still hold true..
“Smile.. And The World Smiles With You..!”
Instant Online Deja-Vu..!
Originally Posted: May 5th, 2007
I am not too much into reading movie reviews online but recently I happened to see this well made family entertainer by the name of ‘Ta Ra Rum Pum’.
Well, after having a nice time checking out the movie twice in two days, I went on to read some movie previews of the same and here is what two leading reference portals have to say about the flick..
Now, BBC sure knows rapid scooping (pun intended)..!
Morning Doesn’t Always Show The Day…
Originally Posted: May 5th, 2007
Well, it’s all about the performance of our ‘RO-BOAT’ at this contest we recently had at NIT-B.
While it scorched through the qualifiers with half the timing of the second placed qualifier, it fell short of ‘potential difference’ in the finals. Not to mention, you can always expect the ‘eminent’ judgement panels at NITs and IITs to only step in when such a situation confronts their home teams. As a result, we were left stranded at a lowly fifth.
Well.. so much for contempt, here’s a chance for all of you to check out the video from the qualifiers.
Mr. & Mrs. Happily-Ever-After (Part II of III)
Originally Posted: December 24th, 2005
That first meeting; it always seems just like the other day…doesn’t it? Well, only if you can recollect when that ‘first’ meeting actually took place…’coz for most of us (read: almost all of us!) we don’t even remember it and stranger still, we keep mentioning it-“It just seems like yesterday.. doesn’t it?”
Well, our stars in the story claim to remember it and we are not complaining. Let us get on with our story then..
.. Err, sorry for the interruption but my very friend who first asked me to pen this, wanted me to change the names of our stars so that we could relate to them more easily. So henceforth, Celine will be known as Simran and Dion will be called Raj. Fair enough, let us see if Raj & Simran live up to their names.
First year of graduation college – this was it. Those ten months of junior college were still as fresh to them as my textbooks stay till my papers (or maybe even after). But as destiny would have it, they found themselves over 500 miles apart now in their respective colleges.
For Raj, the fact that he was to enter an altogether different world was quite unobvious. Even when he used to face that morning sun, glistening through the window panes, he could somehow not get her out of his mind.
Cut to Simran’s place and it was no different really. Almost lost in the milling crowd, keeping up with her small group of friends and yet, you could easily make out that her mind was not on it all.. those eyes – they always gave it away.
By all indications, it was another one of those classic cases of ‘Missing You’. And you would do well to qualify for Sainthood if you could make them get hold of anything capable of communicating with each other. They debuted with the PCO at their respective campuses.
And all that followed.. well the words, they just seemed to make their own way through hours of ‘precious little moments’ spent at the PCOs. The magnitude of all this gradually began to near that point when the owners of those PCOs would wait as eagerly for the evening as Raj & Simran.
You could say that it’s the initial hoopla that always takes up such proportions. And maybe, you are right, because with the subsequent arrival of their cellphones, it gradually got down to that SMS every now and then (ya, they still chatted time and again but not like ‘those days’).
But then I have my own theories on such events and one of them says, all this regularly-in-touch thing gradually goes down just because of the simple reason that both the involved parties ‘coincidentally’ or otherwise, bump into more and more people as the days go by and in some cases, to the extent that those ‘every-now-and-then’ SMSs get erased from existence completely. After all, Brownian Movement is not just limited to molecular level.!
Back to our storyline now. Raj & Simran – all those phonebills (yes phonebills, ’coz they didn’t avail of anything like the RIM-2-RIM free scheme) & loads of surfing time – they finally had to serve their purpose. But then both of them had already taken it for granted and needed no verbal affirmation. Yes, they had definitely taken it for granted that those messages ( reference to SMSs) had pretty much decided their destiny.
All that was to come, was just a matter of time for them.
An year of college still to go but those fantasies of how life ‘would be’ (yes, how life ‘would be’ in contrast to the first year moments when life ‘could be’ was more applicable) seemed to occupy thoughts more than ever.
Life had all of a sudden exploded into full bloom. The world looked merrier than ever through those pink-colored glasses and as they say..
“ Aur ab.. laal rang bhi achchha lagne lagtaa hai..”
Chapters of life were being written and re-written and perhaps, with the crescendo in mind.
The crescendo.. well we shall get to it and more, in fact, to the climax.
In the meantime, all of you are however very much requested to go ahead and make your own predictions regarding what may or will happen.
Stay ‘blogged’ in; the concluding part is next.
Mr. & Mrs. Happily-Ever-After (Part I of III)
Originally Posted: December 21st, 2005
“Get Real.!”
That’s the world’s favourite line and ‘world’, here refers to all those people who are yet to know what even starting a family is.. let alone raising one.
And while, I might have done well to go for publishing this post-trilogy, I thought otherwise – No; not because its crap but because being the nature-friendly guy that I am, I wouldn’t be able to stand the felling of those trees to cater to the supply line for this bestseller of mine…
..Well you can let it out, you are already thinking about it-
“Pah! What a loser. Had to do with self-appraisal; couldn’t have had it worse.. Get real.!”
Well that’s exactly what this stuff is about dealing with.
I will start with the ‘storyline’ here, but you will(if you ever feel like) be getting through all of it in about a fortnight – as and when the next two posts arrive here.
So here goes..
This is the story of a boy, who had always been ambitious. Hard-working? Not at all! Just.. ambitious! And being the ambitious guy he was, he had always believed he could make it big and yes, not to be missed was the fact that he considered himself ‘happy-go-lucky’. So what if he always believed he was smart enough.. he would never shy away from saying others were smarter.! And yes, not to forget.. he was really our ‘ideal’, ‘practical’, ‘get real’ guy! (At least it had always been instinctive to think so.!)
And then there was our young lady.. (yes, this is about both of them ; not an autobiographical account this one, so please don’t put on your thinking caps again!)
She was so very bubbly and full of life… well, just as every girl-next-door ‘coincidentally’ is these days.
Speaking of ‘coincidence’.. it is something that has off-late achieved some alarmingly high probabilities. After all, every other day you hear your friend ‘coincidentally’ watching the same movie or even doing the same thing just as you call up or for that matter ‘coincidentally’ you find your friend online after spending hours waiting. But then its coincidence after all!
Okay so back to our leading lady..
She was ambitious too (read: very ambitious). Life was all about being ‘practical’ for her. Who had the time to get into ‘relationships’? You need to be focussed yaar! Life doesn’t give you a second chance after all! So you need to be pragmatic. You need to..
“Get real.!”
So, ‘coincidentally’ our guy and gal sort of bumped into each other one fine morning (still don’t know why it’s always fine!). Before it starts getting confusing, let us assign them names. So, the gal was ‘CELINE’ and the guy was ‘DION’. Both of them almost past their ‘teens’, it was a stage of their lives when one really starts to enter the ‘Get real’ community and they were no different. It hardly took them a few weeks to get the ‘get-to-know-each-other’ part out of the way and proclaim each other as ‘good friends’.
But that’s all that needed to be, rather, that’s all that was ever meant to be-
A guy and a gal – both ‘practical’ and easily able to recognize ‘what your attitude in life needs to be’ should easily get along well and be.. well, ‘F.R.I.E.N.D.S’.!
Sounds clichéd? Think again, you know what it sounds like – It sounds ‘similar’.
There’s more to explore.
Especially, the ‘Kahaani-mein twist’.
Stay ‘blogged’ in.
What makes your day?
Originally Posted: November 29th, 2005
We may never know at times, but even the most trivial things often make the day for us.
Well, at all other times, it’s almost some guaranteed event you can bet on (which sadly doesn’t happen everyday.!) and since I have nothing else to do.. let this be the one…
This is all about ‘Us’..
..All of ‘Us’.!
TM: Getting proposals..! (After all he’s the cutest of ‘em all!)
GRK: A decent outing/chatting with any lady. (Provided she walks like a ‘Penguin’)
KS: What chat, proposal & outing? Even a missed call is enough! (Even a ‘bai’ will do, but you will definitely have to hear what he says else he’ll make sure you hear!)
RK: It doesn’t matter where ‘He’ is untill he can connect to where ‘She’ is. (This lad is more of a dedicated line user and by the way, did I tell you Bangalore is the emotional capital of India?)
SA: Waking up! ( The fact that he is alive to see the light for one more day in itself makes the day for him!)
PKS: A stroll down the memory lane.. (By the way, ‘Memory lane’ connects some ‘Residencies’ to some ‘Apartments’)
PV: A meet ‘n’ greet (read behold ‘n’ breath!) is enough. (I’m still telling you PV, the first crop is always better than the second one!)
PG: Chatting incessantly with one yet thinking of the other. (How coincidental that his favourite alphabet is ‘J’)
AA: What’s in a day? There’s something that’s his life.! (Sadly, his life (read cellphone) got stolen recently and ever since, he has come to terms with the fact that there are actually times when people sleep and times when they do not..well almost!)
DN: A call/message/missed call from ’some’ lady. (And ’some’ lady has to have ‘SPELLOSYNDROME’)
Before I finish, let me tell you that I would love to hear what makes your day if you were not listed above. And for those of you already listed, please remember all(any) good that I’ve ever(even accidentally) done to you before you write me a comment.!
The Kangaroo who sold our Maharaja..
Originally Posted: October 16th, 2005
It’s an out-of-schedule blog, this one.Had to shelf a couple of write-ups to serve this before it got cold.
The theme then, well it’s about all that has happened in the Greg Vs Ganguly episode. Just for GK though, Dravid has been appointed the captain for the forthcoming series and Ganguly has been cooling his heels with the clear message that he would have to ‘fight for his place’ in the team.
Ask me and I would say, “Did they export their brains when they were importing Greg?” Quite frankly, I’ve myself been critical of Ganguly’s dip in form, just like any other Indian for that matter! In fact, all of us must have used the phrase, “This guy’s got to go!” sometime or the other, just like we used to complain when Sachin or Azharuddin used to put up a dismal show during their captaincy.
But coming to think of it, I honestly don’t see a better man at the helm of Team India than Ganguly. He’s easily the most influential & successful captain we’ve ever had and is still a matchwinner. And well, speaking of Mr. Greg Chappel, it’s not something I really look to elaborate upon.
For one, his entry into the team has been like a housewife destined for divorce from day one. To put it straight, he doesn’t seem to have an inkling of how to go about things that John Wright did with superb élan and whatever little we eventually manage to win(if at all!) under his coaching, would definitely be a miniscule fraction of what Team India could have.
The bottomline is, Kangaroos are bound to jump around and create fuss. So, let our Maharaja teach it the ways of a disciplined Kiwi!
May the Almighty grace my words.!
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