folks/countrymen/women,
i know that i have neglected my blog just like my step-dog but i may be back this time. the sole reason could be my new laptop (details with pictures later).
i intend to shoot a short n sweet post.
Ten Fun Things I did away from Home
1. Swam in Lake Michigan for hours together.
2. Dug a hole for myself @ the Indiana Dunes State Park Beach.
3. Hauled by the Chicago police for under speeding (27mph) at 2am.
4. Cooked like a Chef and fed my people.
5. Drove a minivan all the way to the Niagara Falls (the falls suck, i was there for the drive).
6. Witnessed the release of the latest Harry Potter @ one of the biggest book stores in the world.
7. Rode 6 roller-coasters in a day (can still puke).
8. Had the best meal of my life. Salmon with boiled potatoes and spinach.
9. Made good friends with a pretty southern girl.
10. Last but definitely not the least... Visited a Strip Club. No details, no pictures. Sorry!!!
PS: yes i have dropped a lot of place names there.
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
Sunday, June 10, 2007
"Ten Fun Things I Want to Do Before I'm Thirty"
- rafting @ the roof of the world. the zanskar valley.
- own a fowling piece shotgun Smith & Wesson 29.
- eat sushi.
- travel in a hot air balloon.
- be a proud owner of an s.u.v
- have my own start-up.
- go back to my hostel with all my boy buddies and stay there for a week.
- thrash a delhi/u.p police cop without getting fucked.
- a road safari all the way up to Arunachal.
- watch a beautiful girl sleep for hours together.
PS: this post has been been inspired by another one on pritika sethis's blog.
don't you dare blame me of plagiarism.
Saturday, June 09, 2007
testing 123...
don't mind the music on this blog...
i am just trying something new :)
cheers!!!
PS: for those who choose to enjoy this page without the music are the ones who shut out the radio on the bottom of theleft navigation bar.
i am just trying something new :)
cheers!!!
PS: for those who choose to enjoy this page without the music are the ones who shut out the radio on the bottom of theleft navigation bar.
Saturday, June 02, 2007
Monday, January 01, 2007
i am happy
am i back?
apologies to none.
work has been crazy. for the last one month i slogged my a$$ like another one. night-outs at work have been amazing. the bosses' pampering has been the best part. good food, fuel bills and comp. offs are as amazing as ever.
the beta release went off fine last saturday. the bosses were dreading to see us work on the new year's eve. they were well saved.
of late i have become very passionate about my work. but it sucks BIG time when you are not rewarded. i really don't know for how long i would stick to this organization, but i'll miss the women anyways.
i am very happy today. for 2 reasons.
1. my car had been misbehaving a lot lately. there was sone noise under-belly along with the crank going cranky. the right shocker when chuuu chuuuu all the time. not to miss the front wipers go unsexy making the kharrrrr kharrrr sound.
so i decided to take her to the service station. after getting the baby checked and the job-card made i went right to the service managers cabing asking for a special treatment. i love myself for all this 'coz i can be one helluva countryboy with arbid people. it's fun making people empathize.
she was done in almost 2.5 hours time. there was no rush at all. i saw her bathe. what a sight...
she was polished an oiled. dusted to the inch. and she rolled out like a bride. as sexy as ever. i swear by God that i love her more than anything. i wish she could breath... she'd love me too.
i was happy to see her... to feel her... to be on her... her to be mine. it's an obsession. please respect it.
2. the second reason sticks to her too. my ever amazing mp3 player that sits on her was not reading any of my music lately. i had been listening to the ever fucked up radio mirchi, radio sargan, radio fever and God only know what other screwed up radios each morning on my way to work. each channel would play some shitty song from the movie DON to piss the frikkin hell out of me.
and you guess it right... i got my player fixed today. the discs roll like blades on ice. the first song that was presented still remained "come as you are...".
Bliss with a capital 'B'.
what more do i want.... i am happy. thank you God. i know that its a small dose, but a gift that i needed. i know that i worked for it... but what's important is that it happened.
Happy New Year to ME!!!
Regular Car Service: 3000/=
MP3 player repairs: 480/=
Happiness for 2007: PRICELESS!!!!!
apologies to none.
work has been crazy. for the last one month i slogged my a$$ like another one. night-outs at work have been amazing. the bosses' pampering has been the best part. good food, fuel bills and comp. offs are as amazing as ever.
the beta release went off fine last saturday. the bosses were dreading to see us work on the new year's eve. they were well saved.
of late i have become very passionate about my work. but it sucks BIG time when you are not rewarded. i really don't know for how long i would stick to this organization, but i'll miss the women anyways.
i am very happy today. for 2 reasons.
1. my car had been misbehaving a lot lately. there was sone noise under-belly along with the crank going cranky. the right shocker when chuuu chuuuu all the time. not to miss the front wipers go unsexy making the kharrrrr kharrrr sound.
so i decided to take her to the service station. after getting the baby checked and the job-card made i went right to the service managers cabing asking for a special treatment. i love myself for all this 'coz i can be one helluva countryboy with arbid people. it's fun making people empathize.
she was done in almost 2.5 hours time. there was no rush at all. i saw her bathe. what a sight...
she was polished an oiled. dusted to the inch. and she rolled out like a bride. as sexy as ever. i swear by God that i love her more than anything. i wish she could breath... she'd love me too.
i was happy to see her... to feel her... to be on her... her to be mine. it's an obsession. please respect it.
2. the second reason sticks to her too. my ever amazing mp3 player that sits on her was not reading any of my music lately. i had been listening to the ever fucked up radio mirchi, radio sargan, radio fever and God only know what other screwed up radios each morning on my way to work. each channel would play some shitty song from the movie DON to piss the frikkin hell out of me.
and you guess it right... i got my player fixed today. the discs roll like blades on ice. the first song that was presented still remained "come as you are...".
Bliss with a capital 'B'.
what more do i want.... i am happy. thank you God. i know that its a small dose, but a gift that i needed. i know that i worked for it... but what's important is that it happened.
Happy New Year to ME!!!
Regular Car Service: 3000/=
MP3 player repairs: 480/=
Happiness for 2007: PRICELESS!!!!!
Sunday, November 26, 2006
sunday woking
just got back from work!!!
work??? on a frikkin sunday???
yeah baby... on a frikkin sunday....
sunday is the day when i die and go to heaven. but today was crazy. crazy family thing happening, and then work.... the tapping of the keyboard keys is deafening me by the second. being a software engineer one actually get used to the cherry keys jabbing all day in your head.
i wish i could be langda tyagi of his own fame. to be honest i like guns as good as my computer. in fact i like the guns more than anything. i swear by God that i would own one as soon i have a reason to (else you do not get a license for one).
a distant second is a red ferrari. God be kind please, and enough is enough!!!
so basically my job does not suck as much as i say it does. i have a few pictures of my new workplace. fish them around...
PS: i found today a picture of a guy kissing a chic (hottie) who sits a few yards ahead:) that too on a shared drive. this is my idea of working on sundays... (i was NOT snooping!!!)
the floor
.
the cute wall on my left
a bus station is where a bus stops...this is my work station... any guesses what happens here???
the red chair
my sole purpose of existence... chai !!!
Friday, November 24, 2006
but no more...10 months
that my grandmother has been away from me. not that she's going to come back ever.
one day she left home and the homies to travel and reach a place far far away. where everyone stays in harmony. nobody falls ill. there is enough money there. and you can sleep as much as you want.
i was a kid, barely 6 years old when my mother used to drop me to my granny's house every saturday morning. my mother is a working woman and i couldn't hold my head then.
my grandfolks have their own gurudwara in delhi cantt. my mom used to shoo me into the sacred home as early as 6am when my grandpa used to read out the scriptures to please more of himself. a lot of people from the surrounding places were regular visitors especially the 60+ retired types. my favourite spot was close to where my grandmother used to sit. most of the times i used to snuggle up and sleep there like a pup.
on our way back, she used to feed the dogs with the prasad from the temple. the mere sight used to stun the hell out of me. i always thought that dogs had a timer fit into their pyramid shaped heads which buzzed exactly when my granny was about to walk out. this scene reminds me of a short story by my favourite author Kushwant Singh.
breakfast @ home used to be my all-time favourite half-fried eggs, sunny-side up with crisp toasts and butter. lunch was all about black daal, ultra-thin chappatis and truckloads of gajar ka halwa. exactly @ 4 was tea time. but wtf? i get milk and *** cookies. (*** is the secret cookie name that would never leak).
and then i grew up to forget her. saturdays were all about movies and friends. suddenly i vanished for a few years from her sight. it was engineering time. each time i was back home from college, she would call to check on me. the best part was when she used to call me; she would just clear her throat over the phone and let me recognise her voice in the first go ALWAYS.
then one (un)fine day she fell ill. very ill. we took her to the hospital. and then.... just in a few days time she was all OK. it was a saturday when i was supposed to get her discharged and take her back home. the nurse gave her an IV shot. suddenly she started feeling unconfortable. she was shaking like tin-house in an earthquake. i saw her stick out her toungue as though she tasted something bitter like hell. i rubbed her feet till the streacher was pulled along with the oxygen kit. she was rushed to the ICU.
there had been an overdose. an overdose of life. an overdose of love maybe. the doctors said that there was a lot of CO2 accumulated around her brain. she stayed inthe ICU for almost 4 days, drowsy like a dopehead.
she had a weak heart which kept sinking by the second. finally they put her on a "life support system". they basically stick a pretty broad pipe up your throat till about a few inches above the lungs. i saw her for the first time on this gadget. thought to myself: why did we make this stuff? is this the technology that we need. i still see blood dripping down her mouth when she was totally unconcious. i stood there wiping off each and every drop. weeping like an orphan. helpless is all that i was. just a day before i had asked her if she felt like having grapes. her last words for me were "jo teri marzi, beta" (whatever you please, son). and that was it. the family and the doctors decided to take the support system out. i slept in the hospital on a bench that night. at 6am i asked the guard in the ICU to let me see her one last time. he simply refused. i did not argue. because from deep within i could not see her.
10am she was brought back home in an ambulance. everybody waited. my brother had also flown in by now. they put her on the bed. and then... the doctor declared her NO MORE.
it definitly sounds filmy, but my eyes are welled up even now.
there was mourning in the air. i saw very closely the thin line dividing life and death. washed, clothes changes, wrapped in a colored cloth, placed on a steel board a few men lifted her high. the load of a mother was too much to handle.
the cremation ground was another astonishing place for me. gathering the woods, setting them up and arranging for all other stuff was a very robotic job for most ofthe 60+ guys. they know their final beds well enough. she just had 4 daughters and 2 sons who were apparently killed on the train from pakistan during 1947. so that leaves her with 10 grandchildren from 4 daughters. we are 5 boys and i stand third from the top. due to family differences she wished that the eldest of her grandson should never touch her when she's not breathing. but then it was time to do IT.
i pleaded God to give me the courage to ask my cousin to hand me the fire. i told him softly what she had wished. and finally, the final rights were performed. i saw her fuse with the sand. i felt her touch. that was surely a love pyre.
i still see her besides me @ times. i can speak with her.
but...
one day she left home and the homies to travel and reach a place far far away. where everyone stays in harmony. nobody falls ill. there is enough money there. and you can sleep as much as you want.
i was a kid, barely 6 years old when my mother used to drop me to my granny's house every saturday morning. my mother is a working woman and i couldn't hold my head then.
my grandfolks have their own gurudwara in delhi cantt. my mom used to shoo me into the sacred home as early as 6am when my grandpa used to read out the scriptures to please more of himself. a lot of people from the surrounding places were regular visitors especially the 60+ retired types. my favourite spot was close to where my grandmother used to sit. most of the times i used to snuggle up and sleep there like a pup.
on our way back, she used to feed the dogs with the prasad from the temple. the mere sight used to stun the hell out of me. i always thought that dogs had a timer fit into their pyramid shaped heads which buzzed exactly when my granny was about to walk out. this scene reminds me of a short story by my favourite author Kushwant Singh.
breakfast @ home used to be my all-time favourite half-fried eggs, sunny-side up with crisp toasts and butter. lunch was all about black daal, ultra-thin chappatis and truckloads of gajar ka halwa. exactly @ 4 was tea time. but wtf? i get milk and *** cookies. (*** is the secret cookie name that would never leak).
and then i grew up to forget her. saturdays were all about movies and friends. suddenly i vanished for a few years from her sight. it was engineering time. each time i was back home from college, she would call to check on me. the best part was when she used to call me; she would just clear her throat over the phone and let me recognise her voice in the first go ALWAYS.
then one (un)fine day she fell ill. very ill. we took her to the hospital. and then.... just in a few days time she was all OK. it was a saturday when i was supposed to get her discharged and take her back home. the nurse gave her an IV shot. suddenly she started feeling unconfortable. she was shaking like tin-house in an earthquake. i saw her stick out her toungue as though she tasted something bitter like hell. i rubbed her feet till the streacher was pulled along with the oxygen kit. she was rushed to the ICU.
there had been an overdose. an overdose of life. an overdose of love maybe. the doctors said that there was a lot of CO2 accumulated around her brain. she stayed inthe ICU for almost 4 days, drowsy like a dopehead.
she had a weak heart which kept sinking by the second. finally they put her on a "life support system". they basically stick a pretty broad pipe up your throat till about a few inches above the lungs. i saw her for the first time on this gadget. thought to myself: why did we make this stuff? is this the technology that we need. i still see blood dripping down her mouth when she was totally unconcious. i stood there wiping off each and every drop. weeping like an orphan. helpless is all that i was. just a day before i had asked her if she felt like having grapes. her last words for me were "jo teri marzi, beta" (whatever you please, son). and that was it. the family and the doctors decided to take the support system out. i slept in the hospital on a bench that night. at 6am i asked the guard in the ICU to let me see her one last time. he simply refused. i did not argue. because from deep within i could not see her.
10am she was brought back home in an ambulance. everybody waited. my brother had also flown in by now. they put her on the bed. and then... the doctor declared her NO MORE.
it definitly sounds filmy, but my eyes are welled up even now.
there was mourning in the air. i saw very closely the thin line dividing life and death. washed, clothes changes, wrapped in a colored cloth, placed on a steel board a few men lifted her high. the load of a mother was too much to handle.
the cremation ground was another astonishing place for me. gathering the woods, setting them up and arranging for all other stuff was a very robotic job for most ofthe 60+ guys. they know their final beds well enough. she just had 4 daughters and 2 sons who were apparently killed on the train from pakistan during 1947. so that leaves her with 10 grandchildren from 4 daughters. we are 5 boys and i stand third from the top. due to family differences she wished that the eldest of her grandson should never touch her when she's not breathing. but then it was time to do IT.
i pleaded God to give me the courage to ask my cousin to hand me the fire. i told him softly what she had wished. and finally, the final rights were performed. i saw her fuse with the sand. i felt her touch. that was surely a love pyre.
i still see her besides me @ times. i can speak with her.
but...
Thursday, November 23, 2006
template fight
i have screwed up my blog!!!
was trying my hand @ graphics and similar shit...
you can still see the tect "This is a paragraph of text that could go in the sidebar." below the I POWER BLOGGER image on the left navigation bar.
this was a code snippet that i had uncommented...
wtf???
i am a software developer.... java guru!!!
my a$$
was trying my hand @ graphics and similar shit...
you can still see the tect "This is a paragraph of text that could go in the sidebar." below the I POWER BLOGGER image on the left navigation bar.
this was a code snippet that i had uncommented...
wtf???
i am a software developer.... java guru!!!
my a$$
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
10 past 10... P(fukkin)M
it's fuckin' 10pm. i am still @ work. doing nothin!!!
what the fuck am i doing here??? maybe i am too tired to drive 45 kilometers back home. should i just go off to sleep here??? but i do not have my toothbrush with me. if i can not brush my teeth first thing in the morning then i would rather prefer to die... i feels so eowwww...
it is my friends birthday today. he's in the sixth grade. shreyas is my family doctor's son. he is a very cute, negtected kid. i like him NOT because that was my past. i like him NOT because he is neglected. i like him NOT because he is dark and fat. i like him because he likes me. i can see the fondness each time i see him. i feel like mentoring him. in fact i am doing it passively. he feels bad because i am @ work and not celebrating with him.
the truth is that i am waiting for my BOSS to get free. i am supposed to drop him home. his wife has taken his car. i am staying NOt to impress. he's an amazing guy. in fact he is from my last organization and responsible to get me here with him. i have seldom come across bosses with a good sense of humor. my last boss was such a prick, i could kill that son of a BIATCH. in fact i almost did. my vertical lead is another guy i really like. he's quiet a motivator.
enough about men.... let's hop to my favorite sex. women!!!
i met a few pretty ladies here today. in fact one of them is quiet a stunner. i left no stone unturned. i have their numbers (gained access by professional requests... respect my honestly atleast)
so there is a lot of scope for advancements. i have faith in myself. i guess that's the only thing that might hold me back here.
ADIOS people....
watch out for more !!!
PS: the spellcheck aint working... please DO NOT comment about the spelling mistakes.
"respect the feelings, not the spellings !!!"
what the fuck am i doing here??? maybe i am too tired to drive 45 kilometers back home. should i just go off to sleep here??? but i do not have my toothbrush with me. if i can not brush my teeth first thing in the morning then i would rather prefer to die... i feels so eowwww...
it is my friends birthday today. he's in the sixth grade. shreyas is my family doctor's son. he is a very cute, negtected kid. i like him NOT because that was my past. i like him NOT because he is neglected. i like him NOT because he is dark and fat. i like him because he likes me. i can see the fondness each time i see him. i feel like mentoring him. in fact i am doing it passively. he feels bad because i am @ work and not celebrating with him.
the truth is that i am waiting for my BOSS to get free. i am supposed to drop him home. his wife has taken his car. i am staying NOt to impress. he's an amazing guy. in fact he is from my last organization and responsible to get me here with him. i have seldom come across bosses with a good sense of humor. my last boss was such a prick, i could kill that son of a BIATCH. in fact i almost did. my vertical lead is another guy i really like. he's quiet a motivator.
enough about men.... let's hop to my favorite sex. women!!!
i met a few pretty ladies here today. in fact one of them is quiet a stunner. i left no stone unturned. i have their numbers (gained access by professional requests... respect my honestly atleast)
so there is a lot of scope for advancements. i have faith in myself. i guess that's the only thing that might hold me back here.
ADIOS people....
watch out for more !!!
PS: the spellcheck aint working... please DO NOT comment about the spelling mistakes.
"respect the feelings, not the spellings !!!"
Saturday, November 18, 2006
120 odd
i am tagging myself. it's iinteresting.
legends:
"*" : YES i want to do it. (no. of * represents the intensity)
"#": NO, i do not want to do it.
"text in red": i HAVE done it.
so after this, you may tag yourself and let me know about it...
01.Bought everyone in the bar a drink -**
02. Swam with wild dolphins #
03. Climbed a mountain ***
04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive -**************************
05. Been inside the Great Pyramid *****
06. Held a tarantula -#
07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone ***
08. Said 'I love you' and meant it #
09. Hugged a tree
10. Bungee jumped **********
11. Visited Paris ****
12. Watched a lightning storm at sea ******
13. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise
14. Seen the Northern Lights **
15. Gone to a huge sports game - *******
16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa #
17. Grown and eaten your own vegetables #
18. Touched an iceberg #
19. Slept under the stars ***
20. Changed a baby's diaper #
21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon ****
22. Watched a meteor shower *
23. Gotten drunk on champagne -
24. Given more than you can afford to charity #
25. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope #
26. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment
27. Had a food fight #
28. Bet on a winning horse #
29. Asked out a stranger -
30. Had a snowball fight #
31. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can #
32. Held a lamb #
33. Seen a total eclipse #
34. Ridden a roller coaster
35. Hit a home run ***
36. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking
37. Adopted an accent for an entire day #
38. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment
39. Had two hard drives for your computer
40. Visited all 10 provinces #
41. Taken care of someone who was drunk
42. Had amazing friends
43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country #
44. Watched wild whales #
45. Stolen a sign #
46. Backpacked in Europe #
47. Taken a road-trip
48. Gone rock climbing ***
49. Midnight walk on the beach #
50. Gone sky diving #
51. Visited Ireland #
52. Been heartbroken longer then you were actually in love
53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger's table and had a meal with them
54. Visited Japan #
55. Milked a cow – rather a buffalo #
56. Alphabetized your cds #
57. Pretended to be a superheroine #
58. Sung karaoke
59. Lazed around in bed all day
60. Posed nude in front of strangers #
61. Gone scuba diving #
62. Kissed in the rain
63. Played in the mud
64.Played in the rain
65. Gone to a drive-in theater
66. Visited the Great Wall of China #
67. Started a business #
68. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken
69. Toured ancient sites
70. Taken a martial arts class
71. Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight #
72. Been in a movie #
73. Crashed a party
74. Gone without food for 5 days #
75. Made cookies from scratch ( n they were fab :) #
76. Won first prize in a costume contest #
77. Ridden a gondola in Venice #
78. Gotten a tattoo #
79. Rafted the Snake River #
80. Been on television news programs as an "expert" #
81. Got flowers for no reason #
82. Performed on stage
83. Been to Las Vegas #
84. Recorded music
85. Had a one-night stand (i wish it was longer)
86. Gone to Thailand #
87. Bought a house **** *****
88. Been in a combat zone #
89 Buried one of your parents #
90. Been on a cruise ship #
91. Spoken more than one language fluently ****
92. Performed in Rocky Horror #
93. Created and named your own constellation of stars#
94. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over
95. Wrote article for a large publication #
96. Petted a stingray #
97. Broken someone's heart
98. Gone on an African photo safari ***
99. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol *****************************
100. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild #
101. Ridden a horse *******
102. Had a snake as a pet - #
103. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon #
104. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours #
105. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states #
106. Visited all 7 continents #
107. Eaten sushi #
108. Had your picture in the newspaper
109. Changed someone's mind about something you care deeply about
110. Gone back to school
112. Eaten fried green tomatoes #
113. Read The Iliad - and the Odyssey #
115. Selected one "important" author who you missed in school, and read #
116. Killed and prepared an animal for eating #
117. Skipped all your school reunions #
118. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language
119. Dyed your hair #
120. Thought to yourself that you're living your dream #
legends:
"*" : YES i want to do it. (no. of * represents the intensity)
"#": NO, i do not want to do it.
"text in red": i HAVE done it.
so after this, you may tag yourself and let me know about it...
01.Bought everyone in the bar a drink -**
02. Swam with wild dolphins #
03. Climbed a mountain ***
04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive -**************************
05. Been inside the Great Pyramid *****
06. Held a tarantula -#
07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone ***
08. Said 'I love you' and meant it #
09. Hugged a tree
10. Bungee jumped **********
11. Visited Paris ****
12. Watched a lightning storm at sea ******
13. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise
14. Seen the Northern Lights **
15. Gone to a huge sports game - *******
16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa #
17. Grown and eaten your own vegetables #
18. Touched an iceberg #
19. Slept under the stars ***
20. Changed a baby's diaper #
21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon ****
22. Watched a meteor shower *
23. Gotten drunk on champagne -
24. Given more than you can afford to charity #
25. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope #
26. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment
27. Had a food fight #
28. Bet on a winning horse #
29. Asked out a stranger -
30. Had a snowball fight #
31. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can #
32. Held a lamb #
33. Seen a total eclipse #
34. Ridden a roller coaster
35. Hit a home run ***
36. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking
37. Adopted an accent for an entire day #
38. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment
39. Had two hard drives for your computer
40. Visited all 10 provinces #
41. Taken care of someone who was drunk
42. Had amazing friends
43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country #
44. Watched wild whales #
45. Stolen a sign #
46. Backpacked in Europe #
47. Taken a road-trip
48. Gone rock climbing ***
49. Midnight walk on the beach #
50. Gone sky diving #
51. Visited Ireland #
52. Been heartbroken longer then you were actually in love
53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger's table and had a meal with them
54. Visited Japan #
55. Milked a cow – rather a buffalo #
56. Alphabetized your cds #
57. Pretended to be a superheroine #
58. Sung karaoke
59. Lazed around in bed all day
60. Posed nude in front of strangers #
61. Gone scuba diving #
62. Kissed in the rain
63. Played in the mud
64.Played in the rain
65. Gone to a drive-in theater
66. Visited the Great Wall of China #
67. Started a business #
68. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken
69. Toured ancient sites
70. Taken a martial arts class
71. Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight #
72. Been in a movie #
73. Crashed a party
74. Gone without food for 5 days #
75. Made cookies from scratch ( n they were fab :) #
76. Won first prize in a costume contest #
77. Ridden a gondola in Venice #
78. Gotten a tattoo #
79. Rafted the Snake River #
80. Been on television news programs as an "expert" #
81. Got flowers for no reason #
82. Performed on stage
83. Been to Las Vegas #
84. Recorded music
85. Had a one-night stand (i wish it was longer)
86. Gone to Thailand #
87. Bought a house **** *****
88. Been in a combat zone #
89 Buried one of your parents #
90. Been on a cruise ship #
91. Spoken more than one language fluently ****
92. Performed in Rocky Horror #
93. Created and named your own constellation of stars#
94. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over
95. Wrote article for a large publication #
96. Petted a stingray #
97. Broken someone's heart
98. Gone on an African photo safari ***
99. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol *****************************
100. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild #
101. Ridden a horse *******
102. Had a snake as a pet - #
103. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon #
104. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours #
105. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states #
106. Visited all 7 continents #
107. Eaten sushi #
108. Had your picture in the newspaper
109. Changed someone's mind about something you care deeply about
110. Gone back to school
112. Eaten fried green tomatoes #
113. Read The Iliad - and the Odyssey #
115. Selected one "important" author who you missed in school, and read #
116. Killed and prepared an animal for eating #
117. Skipped all your school reunions #
118. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language
119. Dyed your hair #
120. Thought to yourself that you're living your dream #
the last few miles to work....
desi disneyland...
where ever that place is
allah-rakkha -> super seva (undoubtedly)
this is a cool place they say. get your visa stamped and come to this country !!!
National Permit (just in case)
where ever that place is
allah-rakkha -> super seva (undoubtedly)
this is a cool place they say. get your visa stamped and come to this country !!!
National Permit (just in case)
it's a jam ahead.. ghaziabad aala re !!!
it's ghaziabad ahead. i hate the place so much that i refuse to write about it. figure out my agony yourself. and if you can't then please don't ask me. i'd hate you as much as g'bad (that's how they make it sound kool).
apologies to all residents. i have nothing against the place or it' people. it's just about the crazy traffic.
the purana quila
the majestic look falls on my right in the morning. i just can't afford to miss the look!!! i feel rich :)
pragati maidan Gate No. 2
it's IITF time. so son't even dare cross this road. it's full of crazy people trying to find something that they don't even know about.
and then we have some people who just visit the trade fair to buy 'shan' masalas. imported from pakistan. now i am going to die laughing.
forgive me, oh COOK!!!
the great bombay circus
dudes, please... we don'y want no bombay shit in delhi.... keep it to your fuckin' self.
bloody bunch of insane jokers!!!
picture perfect
i am regular @ http://www.pritikasethi.com/
today i saw a few pics clicked while driving. probably a good camera phone.
but wtf?
these pics looked flicked. i thought that they have been flicked from my phone for a second. i love to click while driving. there's a world to capture out there on the road.
so what comes next it not exactlty a travelogue, but what i experience each day while driving to work. and mind you, i do 90 kilometers a day. the figure is really close to heart (and my backbone), so please refrain from playing with the same. i can KILL you for it!!!
so here i go..............
the "teen murti" drill
i was crossing the "teen murti" round-about. i saw these armymen doing a drill around the three speared men. i have seen this drill happen during the crack of winters each year.
it's a kool site.
today i saw a few pics clicked while driving. probably a good camera phone.
but wtf?
these pics looked flicked. i thought that they have been flicked from my phone for a second. i love to click while driving. there's a world to capture out there on the road.
so what comes next it not exactlty a travelogue, but what i experience each day while driving to work. and mind you, i do 90 kilometers a day. the figure is really close to heart (and my backbone), so please refrain from playing with the same. i can KILL you for it!!!
so here i go..............
the "teen murti" drill
i was crossing the "teen murti" round-about. i saw these armymen doing a drill around the three speared men. i have seen this drill happen during the crack of winters each year.
it's a kool site.
my favourite stretch
no word describe the bliss when i am around sonia gandhi's residence. this is akbar road. i wish i could sit on one of these pavements forever.
man blocks the view to the india gate
<<<<===this is delhi !!!
a kissan rally crossing the "purana quila road"
lage raho INDIA... humara kucch nahi hoga...
yeh bhi hai dilli, meri jaan !!!
yaha sab kucch hota hai
a true value gas station
owned my mr nk jain, this is a place that gives you gas worth every penny. i like honest people.
it's situated next to Gate No. 5, paragati maidan.
Friday, November 17, 2006
U.P cops suck!!!
just got back home...
the cops deflated 2 tyres of my car... bastards!!!
if you have the fuckin' spirit, tow my car. loosers cant afford the cranes. all they can, is carry pins.
i hope i get to poke one of them with these needles in their brains.
we have shifted to the new building. the parking is a BIG pain in the tush. i had just parked as close to the pavement as possible. in the direction of the running road. but still they need something. the big baaps of the organization aint ready to take care of the policewallas. get our asses on the roll. i got laid just because i work hard and i stay late till midnight. all the other undeflated rascals are the ones who rush home on/before time each day. grrrrrr
i pledge to trash on of these UP uncles as soon as i find a good opportunity(read lonely road) .
the cops deflated 2 tyres of my car... bastards!!!
if you have the fuckin' spirit, tow my car. loosers cant afford the cranes. all they can, is carry pins.
i hope i get to poke one of them with these needles in their brains.
we have shifted to the new building. the parking is a BIG pain in the tush. i had just parked as close to the pavement as possible. in the direction of the running road. but still they need something. the big baaps of the organization aint ready to take care of the policewallas. get our asses on the roll. i got laid just because i work hard and i stay late till midnight. all the other undeflated rascals are the ones who rush home on/before time each day. grrrrrr
i pledge to trash on of these UP uncles as soon as i find a good opportunity(read lonely road) .
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
sine wave~~~~~~~
my day today was a wondrous example of a perfect sine wave.
it surely wasn't blended, because my emotions were @ their peak, all the time. good, bad or ugly....
the started off @ a good note. i drove to work with my buddy from college days. wonderful chappie. in fact he is my lonely weekend dinner partner. we also play tennis and squash together @ the club. he was being interviewed @ my organization today. undoubtedly, he cleared all the rounds and was offered the job. i am more than happy for him today. the icing on the cake is that he gets a good package. ahhhhh... anything better than mine, is defined good.
this could never piss me off, but something was killing me from within. there is something in the air that aint fair to me. the last 3 months have been traumatic. there have been times when i have felt that i might plunge into depression. then immediately i tell myself... "you must be kidding dude... depression and me. no way!!!"
I DO NOT BLAME ANYBODY FOR MY CURRENT STATE.
i screwed up. so it's me who has to unscrew... only if wishes were..........
money is not what i crave for. it is just the damned figure. it's like my report card. i don't stack up the greens anyways. all that i spend on is food, clothes and lil bit fun. no coke, no grass, no # and not even alcohol... it's been ages i've touched any of this.
but i still need more. i have been called "greedy"... i hate this word as much as i hate the word looser . the mixed reaction was a bit funny. i was happy and pissed at the same time. so i kind of gave "the recruiter" slack and a good bit of my sarcasm. i had to went it out. she is definitely a friend here. poor thing. she called instantaneously. explained the policies(i can go on and on) of the company. she even told me that she was done with her part and it would make no difference to her anyways. and then it was about how i would end up screwing my profile. and then she finally says...
i have a feeling that she would give up explaining things to me someday. the only point i try to drive home is that something aint fair. i feel that she knows that something is definitely not fine.
but thanks for all the valiant efforts put in. i'll register you in my good book.
but now i feel good!!!
the feeling is all gone.
today i held my niece. and it was the First time. special as it can be. she's turned a month old today. she flew down to delhi with her mother. i couldn't see her when she was born. i had financial hang-ups. couldn't buy myself a return trip to bangalore. not that i can now!!!
so i escaped work exactly @4pm today. reached home by 5. felt like screaming "look who's home!!!"
but then she doesn't really know who the cool dude really is... shes definitely heard a lot about me. but still...
the first touch was fantabulous. out of this world. no words explain the feelings. i was speechless. the best thing that could happen. i gained the courage to hold her. one hand on her bum and the other held the back of her head high shouted my mom. i tried to sway her left and right like they do in the movies. was i good??? she just fell asleep. :)
so she basically likes me more than any of the guys around in my house. i knew that this bond would come up. sooner the better. the best part was when i tried to touch her palm. she instantaneously clasped my little finger. i could feel her say "take me out for a ride!!!". i smothered a smile while shooing away the single tear that trickled down my eye.
i forgive everyone. i forgive myself.
i still need more money... to buy her a doll...
it surely wasn't blended, because my emotions were @ their peak, all the time. good, bad or ugly....
the started off @ a good note. i drove to work with my buddy from college days. wonderful chappie. in fact he is my lonely weekend dinner partner. we also play tennis and squash together @ the club. he was being interviewed @ my organization today. undoubtedly, he cleared all the rounds and was offered the job. i am more than happy for him today. the icing on the cake is that he gets a good package. ahhhhh... anything better than mine, is defined good.
this could never piss me off, but something was killing me from within. there is something in the air that aint fair to me. the last 3 months have been traumatic. there have been times when i have felt that i might plunge into depression. then immediately i tell myself... "you must be kidding dude... depression and me. no way!!!"
I DO NOT BLAME ANYBODY FOR MY CURRENT STATE.
i screwed up. so it's me who has to unscrew... only if wishes were..........
money is not what i crave for. it is just the damned figure. it's like my report card. i don't stack up the greens anyways. all that i spend on is food, clothes and lil bit fun. no coke, no grass, no # and not even alcohol... it's been ages i've touched any of this.
but i still need more. i have been called "greedy"... i hate this word as much as i hate the word looser . the mixed reaction was a bit funny. i was happy and pissed at the same time. so i kind of gave "the recruiter" slack and a good bit of my sarcasm. i had to went it out. she is definitely a friend here. poor thing. she called instantaneously. explained the policies(i can go on and on) of the company. she even told me that she was done with her part and it would make no difference to her anyways. and then it was about how i would end up screwing my profile. and then she finally says...
i have a feeling that she would give up explaining things to me someday. the only point i try to drive home is that something aint fair. i feel that she knows that something is definitely not fine.
but thanks for all the valiant efforts put in. i'll register you in my good book.
but now i feel good!!!
the feeling is all gone.
today i held my niece. and it was the First time. special as it can be. she's turned a month old today. she flew down to delhi with her mother. i couldn't see her when she was born. i had financial hang-ups. couldn't buy myself a return trip to bangalore. not that i can now!!!
so i escaped work exactly @4pm today. reached home by 5. felt like screaming "look who's home!!!"
but then she doesn't really know who the cool dude really is... shes definitely heard a lot about me. but still...
the first touch was fantabulous. out of this world. no words explain the feelings. i was speechless. the best thing that could happen. i gained the courage to hold her. one hand on her bum and the other held the back of her head high shouted my mom. i tried to sway her left and right like they do in the movies. was i good??? she just fell asleep. :)
so she basically likes me more than any of the guys around in my house. i knew that this bond would come up. sooner the better. the best part was when i tried to touch her palm. she instantaneously clasped my little finger. i could feel her say "take me out for a ride!!!". i smothered a smile while shooing away the single tear that trickled down my eye.
i forgive everyone. i forgive myself.
i still need more money... to buy her a doll...
Monday, November 06, 2006
desi macbeth
i had heard a lot good about this movie from a lot of people with an appetite for unconventional films. i am myself a person of charms and off-beat cinema.wondering i was, all throughout... how could you enact a shakespeare in hindi??? i laid my hands on OMKAARA... fell in love in love with "langda tyagi'z" character. he had so much of substance. moved the screen single-handed(read legged).
i did pull the threads together. the common link was vishal bhardwaj. it's his wiki.
sunday evening was really cranky. i called up my movie-guy. asked for the ninth season of F-R-I-E-N-D-S... dude didn't have it. i spotted "MAQBOOL" on one of the shelves. BANG-on. picked it.
NO REGRETS!!!
worth every single second.
i had a special reason to be impressed by this movie. it was once in primary school and once when i was in my college, that i was a performing Macbeth.
the performance @ school is the one i'd like to forget. i played Lady Macbeth. not the i was woman sexy, but because of my long hair and lack of opposite sex (to mine) there. disadvantages of long hair and studying in a boys' convent. i was nicknamed "bitch" ever after.
college was fun. we were game for the youth fest in SHIMOGA... i decided to be the prompter (keeping into consideration the fact that harprieth was playing Macbeth and fateh Duncan...).
it was the best thing that could ever happen to me. i still remember harpreith yelling in his sleep "hail, hail, hail to thee"...
back to MAQBOOL aka desi Macbeth... a story of lust, power, wisdom, seduction and reverberating self-punishment. a must watch !!!
if you like it, ask me for 2 more flicks that would drive you wild!!!
till then..."get transported to the threshold of pain and redemption hitherto unknown to this world"
Sunday, November 05, 2006
~~~ face my muzik ~~~
i decided not to grow-up on my music ages ago...
listening to the same old stuff just doesn't bother me. all i do is burn the cds for my car with the same old songs, with a few additions from here and there. but majorly those 50-60 odd songs just don't go away...
i decide yet again to sit back and analyze and find out the reason.... my taste according to general opinion is good. then is it that i do not adapt to new stuff??? no, i like all the new stuff that plays around me. then????????
i guess, it's like the same thing that i have for my car. i might take my buddy's car for a tester, but @ the end of the day, i just want to drive my babe back home.
i guess i'll make a good husband (can't say a boyfriend, 'coz i don't even remember the number of times i have screwed up on relationships *devilish grin* hehehe).
coming back to my music... i just don't graduate. to throw some light and flaunt my taste... in rising order of my liking...
where did you sleep last night (fantabulous) (nirvana)
come as you are (nirvana)
heart-shaped box (nirvana)
penny royal tea (nirvana)
stairway to heaven (led zepplin)
november rain (g'n'r)
sweet child o' mine (g'n'r)
blaze of glory (bon jovi)
bed of roses (bon jovi)
you give love a bad name (bon jovi)
don't wanna miss a thing (aerosmith... ost of armageddon)
pour some sugar on me (def leppard - live acoustic)
wonderwall (oasis)
with arms wide open (creed)
deeply dippy (right said fred)
pretty woman (ost pretty woman)
iris (goo goo dolls)
more than words (xtreme)
burning a cd without the listing mentioned above???? i'd rather choose to die !!!
let me know what all you like... maybe i'll try something new... someday!!!
listening to the same old stuff just doesn't bother me. all i do is burn the cds for my car with the same old songs, with a few additions from here and there. but majorly those 50-60 odd songs just don't go away...
i decide yet again to sit back and analyze and find out the reason.... my taste according to general opinion is good. then is it that i do not adapt to new stuff??? no, i like all the new stuff that plays around me. then????????
i guess, it's like the same thing that i have for my car. i might take my buddy's car for a tester, but @ the end of the day, i just want to drive my babe back home.
i guess i'll make a good husband (can't say a boyfriend, 'coz i don't even remember the number of times i have screwed up on relationships *devilish grin* hehehe).
coming back to my music... i just don't graduate. to throw some light and flaunt my taste... in rising order of my liking...
where did you sleep last night (fantabulous) (nirvana)
come as you are (nirvana)
heart-shaped box (nirvana)
penny royal tea (nirvana)
stairway to heaven (led zepplin)
november rain (g'n'r)
sweet child o' mine (g'n'r)
blaze of glory (bon jovi)
bed of roses (bon jovi)
you give love a bad name (bon jovi)
don't wanna miss a thing (aerosmith... ost of armageddon)
pour some sugar on me (def leppard - live acoustic)
wonderwall (oasis)
with arms wide open (creed)
deeply dippy (right said fred)
pretty woman (ost pretty woman)
iris (goo goo dolls)
more than words (xtreme)
burning a cd without the listing mentioned above???? i'd rather choose to die !!!
let me know what all you like... maybe i'll try something new... someday!!!
Friday, November 03, 2006
the recruiter...
this post is dedicated to "the recruiter"
i have been acting like an ass ever since i joined my new organization. i do this whenever i get something that i don't want. my current job is nothing more than serendipity. like they say...
"shit happens !!!"
"shit happens !!!"
ask my soul to understand how cruel i have been to my current organization. but then they still hired me. they knew that they weren't my first choice. but still.....
this was just a back-up for the mumbai war saga. i never thought that i would actually end up here. i remember my mom getting all emotional a day before i was leaving for mumbai. she asked me in a low voice "why don't you join these noida guys?". i was on my toes to tell her that i'd rather choose to die.
and here i am. a liar to the core. not dead, yet working for them. hawww....
the distance kills me. i drive almost 90 kilometers each day. my earnings are not helping be bear this pain. i don't save a penny more than my last job @ noida. what i miss is a lavish trip to UK that was on the cards this year end.
give me a reason to carry on... at least one.
all's bad i agree... but then i have found an amazing aspect to this organization. people are very different. at least the kinds that i have made friends with.
i told the "the recruiter" that i have been really impressed by the way she sold her organization to me. there would be a reference in one of my previous posts.
i was really taken aback by reply. she told me that one could only sell something if (s)he really likes it.
for a moment i thought that she is being paid like hell. and i am sure that she is....
she called me the "cribbu king".... because i, forever keep cribbing about the salary package that i am taking home.
please, for once , step into my nikes (size 9). you don't switch a job for fun. i have a career going down the drain. i need to balance my work with the money. i am under immense pressure because this damned world expects me to do more. every frikkin' day... they are not bothered if i know AJAX or not. they just want to see me in a big red car. wtf???
the only problem is that i care. and yes i do. i am bothered about what the world says. and right now they are not happy, just like me.
but the only thing i am happy about is to see the way these people enjoy their work. all of them seem to be a cool bunch of college hangiez.... and they are all very helpful and sweet. especially "the recruiter". i like people who like their work.
i hope i like myself someday.
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