Psychedelic Blabler

It's only words...........

2005-09-23T14:33:00.000-07:00

Like book tagging, now there are tags, challenging you to write a story in 55 words. I am bad with word limits and all this things but still I thought of trying my lame attempt to accomplish this (nearly impossible) feat.

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He opened his eyes. It was still dark, her smell still lingering in air.

'I'll have to go.'
'But that's not possible, how can you do that??'
'I'm sorry. Take care of yourself'

Trying to forget, he took out last cigarett and only matchstick remaining.
He thanked his luck for that.

And it started raining!!

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BTW, here's the one that I liked most.

I can't forget......

2005-09-22T18:22:00.000-07:00

I can't forget
The way she used to smile.

I can't forget
Way it used to make me forget
That I've walked miles.

I can't forget
Her deep blue eyes
Like river Nile.

I can't forget
The way I thought one day
I'wd walk with her on aisle.

I can't forget
I would wait
For her to see.

I can't forget
Plans I made to ask
For my love, on knee.

I can't forget
The way she's waving her hand
Saying goodbye and that's me.

Update #

2005-09-18T19:48:00.000-07:00

I am still very much here. Only thing was, I was out of town for a while and when I came back, much of pending work was waiting there to be completed which didn't gave me enough time to complete all those entries in which I had jotted down my balbs and thoughts. Even, account had some probs wherein my drafted posts where not visible. But I am back, still some entries are waiting to be edited so other posts later on.

2005-09-18T19:14:00.000-07:00

Reading this by "Sublime Thoughts" (Link Courtesy: IndiaUncut) took me back, down the memory lane, reminiscenting about those old days when the channel meant DD Metro or DD-II which only started relaying at 5.00 in evening till something like 11.00 or 12.00 midnight. I still remember when Mtv first started in India, it used to be relayed on DD-II channel from 5 to 7, Monday to Friday with all those Foreign pop and songs and that was my first tryst with Vdesi Music. And saturdays and Sundays used to be TV time day. When my school used to get over at 3.30 pm on Saturday, the rush to home was imminent for at 4.00 there used to be this Maths based quiz type of program (I can't recall the name right now) but I still remember it was hosted by someone called Benji accompanied by a computer (which were very much novel and inquisitive in those days. In fact, now I am pretty much sure that it was someone in person behind that array panels of lights, dubbing his audacious voice for so called computer. I still can remember getting those maths basic concepts learned from the explanations provided by Benji. And soon as that get ended, it was my mom's turn to TV as unavoidable Hum log started. As far as I can remember it was the second serial after Nukkad that used to get my mom's undivided attention. I still remember those sutradhar speeches by Ashok Kumar. Then at 5.00 in evening, it used to be DD-II which used to telecast Teletubbies (in english) and then there used to be some cartoons till 6.30. And Friday or saturday late night (at 10.30)used to be English movie hour.

And Sunday morning eminently started at 7.00 in the morning with humming sound of songs with Rangoli (it still on air till now) which used to end at 8.00 and there would be a break of an hour rill 9.00 during which everyone had to finish their morning rituals including bathing. And then as soon as clock struck 9.00 it was time for everyone to gathered in front of TV. And everyone doesn't mean only family member but it also included your neighborhood who did had access to TV. (Back in those days, TV was still considered to be premium luxury) for it was time to watch the great epic called Mahabharata. Streets used get deserted, people used to avoid going anywhere, abandoning the TV. And then there used to be 'Stoneboy' about a guy who comes alive from stone and there used to be Street Hawks. In between, they also had this puppet serial named "Potli baba ki".

And from Mon to Fri 9.30 used to be prime -serials-time, with serials like Circus, Mungerilal ke haseen sapne, Byomkesh bakshi, Uddan and many other that I cant remember right now. And sunday night used to be with Surbhi with Siddhart Kak and Renuka Shane who used to take you on the Journey of the vast rich Indian cultural heritage. And in between there used to be documentary serial based on Nehru's work "Discovery of India" which was one of the best world class work directed by Shyam Benegal. And, there used to Chitrahaar on Wednesday and Friday. There also used to be this another documentary serials of and by National Geographic channel of it's famous adventurous explorations work around the world. There was Milind Soman with DD's or India's first ever english serial "Mouthful of Sky". And there used to be this another serial on DD-II about this professor and his two grandchildren who are in 2050 in a spaceship along with a robot and Professor introduces and educates his grandchildren to various famous professors and their works. And there used to be "Uddan" about the making it into AirForce and "Pachpan Khambhe, Lal Dewaar" about lady professor who has sacrificed her life for sake or her family and then Hello Zindagi by Nalini Singh with title track sung by none other than Jagjit singh. And how can I forget the beautiful "Gul Gulshan aur Gulfam" the kashmiri family drama set in the familiar beautiful and scenic scene of Dal lake and kashmir hills.

The best thing of all was one TV was suffice for whole family and there never used to be who watches what fight in those days, like in now-a-days, when mom want's to watch K serials, Dad wants to watch some news, my children some others.

Mad Madder Maddest

2005-09-10T13:52:00.000-07:00

I think I am getting more insaner day by day, or rather it's only a misconception, like all the other ones that I have. Something undefinable, undescriptable has been happening with me lately and I am still not able to figure out what. Have you ever have those feelings when everything is going perfectly alright, absolutely perfect and you think this could be no better than this and then you suddenly get this feeling there is something wrong somewhere, something absolutely that shouldn't be there. You go though all the things looking everything, everywhere trying to figure out what it is but then everything is perfect in it's place, like as it should be but that feeling doesn't leave you, making you restless, keeping you up on your heels in anticipation of what dreadful is going happen. Something what people say like Intuition. Now-a-days this is a happening very much with me. I wake up-reach office-finish work-meet friends and people-go back to home-sleep and again wake-up next morning. Everything is going-on as it should, nothing out of place, nothing wrong, nothing abnormal but suddenly, like some dejevu this felling comes back as if saying this is the sign of silence and peace that occurs before the incoming storm.

When finishing this project, I get this feeling something is wrong, I recheck the whole stuff, make other 3 people recheck it who assure me everything is alright. And it does not stop there. I am in cab waiting for driver to drive me back home and it comes again, making me think, something will happen on way back home, might be an accident or breakdown or puncture or something really bad. I panickingly ask driver if everything with car is alright, fuel, air pressure in tyre, spare tyre and he gives me that different then everyday, are-you-alright? kindda stare assuring me everything with car is alright. I reach home, go to bed and it comes again, this time saying, someone's in that room. I get up check the room but no one's there except me. I double check the door latches and window security grill for the fear of robbers. I go back to bad saying to myself everything's alright and there is going to be nothing. I ask myself to stop acting paranodically and be sane, but I can't sleep. There's something at back of my mind that still doesn't allow me to sleep. Something which I cannot define, something inexpressible, something making me much self conscious and hyper self aware, making me feel very unsecured.

Again I reassure myself, do some breath control exercise, clam my mind and finally manage to get asleep. I can't understand why, but this panic attacks are finally getting me since I am back from home. I am now feeling more insecure than ever before. May that has something to do with the thing that I saw there, friends progressing in their respective careers, making their own path, managing to settle down in their own life, finding their better halves, planning their marriage, future home and kids (and imagine me moron sitting with them while they are having this coochi-coo future planning cum romantic conversation, staring blindly at them cursing and blaming myself). All of them (including my mom, who when came to knew the things, started giving me their examples) made me so much self-aware about where I was going on with my life. Esp. when my mom questioned my educational qualification (what value does a graduate degree hold in today's market) and a good friend of mine, my career moves (So you still think you are going to get progress and growth in this field after 3 years).This has all forced me to think, may be I am wrong in taking the path of life that I am currently walking on, or, or may I, instead of being self confident and decessive individual as I have tried to project myself, I am only over confident, lazy, indecisive, confused one who can't even stand an opinion of other about himself or his ways and despises them.

Tic Tac Toe, This Is The Way You Go...!!!

2005-09-02T14:09:00.000-07:00

So you know, Z is going to Australia today evening, said my Mom, making my tea . So.....!!!!!??? I was still lying in my bed in getting-out-of-morning-sleep stage waiting for tea, when she started conversation. "You know his brother went to UK last december and is now settled down there. Z didn't got visa so he's going to Australia and then will move to UK later" "Nice plan. Idhar nahi to udhar, BTW, what's he doing there?" "He' working in Mall, 5 pound per hour, makes nearly 150 pounds a week" "umm......I was referring to Z not him, but didn't he want for studies ?" ""Yes, but then you have to work there to sustain yourself, not like here and even Z's going for studies, MBA or something like that" But this time, I was quiet aware where she was trying to steer conversation but me, still loathing in morning sleep haze and didn't wanted to get into argument, so instead of replying her back, I simply concentrated on my tea. Before she could say anything more, I said, Umm....sugar is less, it taste's bitter. I forgot you need more sugar. Silence.......... And then the very much thing that I dreaded came. Why don't you even try??? ummmmm.......for what? Don't kid around, you already know what I am saying. Yes, I fully understood her from the moment she started. I've already told you thousand times, I am not interested. But why? Look at yourself, what you've been doing all this years. You are worried about nothing and you care for none. I know what I have to do and what I am doing. You realize nothing, this job of yours is not going to support you through your life and what about your education. You haven't even taken any further studies after collage and in this age, simply graduation is nothing. If not for anything, atleast try for studies. Mom, not again plzz. Can't I have a break??? You still don't understand anything. Do you want me to go back. Can't I even have some peace down here? I retorted trying age old remedy, Emotional blackmailing. By this time, my dad who already came to know what commotion was about, entered room like a savior and took whole thing off track asking me what were my plans for the day. Till now, still I don't understand what's driving people so crazy and mad about rushing overseas rather than staying in India. I have met so many people who, given choice between decent earning white collar job here and blue collar job in overseas would still prefer to choose later. Might be it has something to do with our history and way our generation have been bought-up, to be ruled and not to rule. Not to mention that strange looking stares and comment that I get when I say people I prefer working down here rather than going abroad. Frustrated of pursuing me, my uncle once even called me cynic and mad for refusing the offer. Like any other typical Gujju Patel family, I have more than half of my paternal and maternal family scattered around half of world including, my three aunts in Eshtates, one in Canada, an uncle in UK, a cousin in Australia, another one in Newzealand, other two doing MBA and working respectively in Germany and not to mention other numerous bypass blood relatives (brother of the uncle's cousin sister's daughter-in-law). I can't remember meeting anyone in our social circle, who does not have someone or other living overseas. And they say it with pride, even so what if his son is working in stores or her daughter-in-law has to work as baby sitter. So when I told my aunt, who used to call me atleast once in a week basis when I graduated to counsel me to come there, that I am not interested was in awe with shock. To be frank and confessive, till now I have never ever felt charmed or something which could have inspired me to go overseas. I still remember the social gathering we had when my cousin was going UK for first time. Atmosphere was something like an impossible feat that he had managed to achieve. And then he returned after 1.5 years. Reason, he couldn't bear 14 hours long workdays and that smelly small bedroom after living a lavish life here being only son. That thing sparked off something in my mind, something that even tells me even today there is a life here rather than working 14 hours a day and getting second class citizen treatment, coming back home and eating that 3 day old dinner after reheating it. So what if you will have to struggle here it is no different there and then if efforts get paid there so are they here. Might be we need to think and change perspective about what you considered paid. The reward might not be dollars or something physical, but there is a feeling about being close to people with whom you want to be, with those who matters to you, being treated as an equal citizen, having that feeling, you are doing something for your country. To have sure feeling, there will be someone by your side here whenever you need them, no matter whatever things are. Having that warm home cooked meal daily with someone waiting for you at dinner when you return home. Celebrating festivals and occasions on same days rather than on weekends. To be sure that your employer won't kick you on back one fine morning after working with him for last 10 years. Might be that sounds something exaggerating but if you are asking that to half of average class people living there, you will realize how much value that holds. I may be wrong, might be I understood and got concept incorrectly, and there are others who don't agree with me but then, I have never asked them to agree with me.

2005-08-24T13:51:00.000-07:00

Why is it so that sometimes you don't want that things to happen for which you have wished, for which you have longed, for which you have waited with baited breath till the moment they have arrived. And then, when that moment is finally there, you wish it would not have been there or might be this is not for which you have waited and anticipated for so long. Might be he makes it work that way to make you realize how momentarily your wishes are. So last evening when Knl called up to say that he has got some couple of passes for dance party at FR, I decided to go with him inspite of having a hectic, exciting, tiring and exhaustive day, even inspite of the thing that I already had told my Mom that I would be spending the entire evening with her which I hadn't done since I am back in town (ohh BTW...currently I am on break visiting my home town from some last 12-13 days, gathering lots of stories, updates (and most importance blabbering) which I am planning to blog later). The main reason, K being a buzy guy (he runs classes and tutions and has his schedule jam packed from 8 am to 11 pm) doesn't have much time to spare around and we hadn't had spent much time together talking about everything and anything that had happened since last year when I was absence so might be, this was the chance to catch up all those things and tell him about few thing that I was looking forward to.

And so, me, K along with two other friends V and H went to this place. Anyhow, it wasn't much happening and the resident DJ was playing some crappy things. Since I was already tired and exhausted after long day and music wasn't much happening me and H hit the couch and rest of us, the dance floor. As it was pretty much boring and I wanted to catch up things with Knl since that was my main motive for being there but anyhow he found that crappy thing interesting to dance upon and was shaking like there was no tomorrow. Arnd 10.30 some guest DJ arrived ( courtesy: party sponsors) and finally started belting out some nice cool stuff which forced rest both of us to join them. But then at some 11.45 the former DJ again took the control of console and then crap followed. So Knl finally decided to take brk. I followed him. Now FR has this adjustable partition dividing the whole floor into two parts and they had converted the other half into the lounge kinnda thing. As I wanted to chat and had something to tell him but the noise level too high for conversation, I just told him, "let's move outside, want to tell you something". He replies, I am tired let's jus sit down here, pointing sofas in corner. As soon as we took our seats, V appeared out of nowhere asking Knl to join him, he had jus discovered S (an old pal) shaking legs with some group of girls and the very next moment, the very tired K jumps in to join him even without bothering me or as if I was entire third entity nowhere in picture. That very thing mindfucked me. I was here waiting to tell him something with all the excitement and enthusiasm and he simply walked off pouring cold water over everything. I felt like punching him on face and walking off but I still don't know why I stayed back there, might be jus for the sake of being friends or that I didn't had any other place to go at that time of night and I didn't wanted to get bored to death by reaching home early. I left dance floor and went outside for smoke. H soon joined me and we had small talk. He too was getting bored. So in despite of the former incident, I ventured again and ask K to push-off as it was really getting boring for me and H. He said just 5 more mins and he will be out and for next 45 mins me and H were waiting for his 5 mins to end. Finally he appeared when it was all going to end. Icily and sarcastically I told him that he still had 3 minutes left and he replied , 'I am sorry but V jus wanted to chill out for some more time'.

That very thing freaked me like anything and erased all the remaining things that I had for him. I had already told him earlier that in spite of hard hectic and tired day, I was there only for him and he was here behaving like I was entirely 3 person, engrossed with V and rest of ppl ignoring me. So without saying other word, I simply walked off towards parking to get my bike. I think so he did guessed my mood so when I came out of parking he tried to patch up things but now I was no longer mood to lissen to anything. Ignoring everything I told him I was feeling sleepy and just wanted to sleep so I am leaving. He told me, he would called me the other day, but like his 5 minutes, I am still waiting for his call. Lesson learned. Next time before being euphoric about the person you are going out with, for Christ sake even know the people who will be accompanying you.

Row, row, row, your boat; Gently down the stream. - I

2005-08-04T13:30:00.000-07:00

It has been a tough time for past few days and right now I am really really exhausted. Still I decided to post this as it was getting delayed from past 4 days due to one thing or other. This few days were very enduring I might say, insightful, unforgettable, exhaustive, luckier, and what not. By now, I am sure you must have guessed I am referring to the latest mayhem and havoc that rains have created in Mumbai. It is still so horrible and scary that thinking of it gives me creeps. People surviving without any food or water for 2 days amidst 15-20 feets of water around them. I was one of those luckier (touch wood) bunch who luckily were saved from this fury.

Generally, my shift ends at 9.00 am and I am at home by 10.00-10.30 but on Tuesday, unaware about what layed ahead, I decided to finish few pending things. So I had to visit this bank for getting certain final formalities done for getting my D-mat acct. The bank guy was calling up from past 2 weeks as certain Docs were pending and I was kinnda putting him off. After that there was my Cell bill which was to be cleared and my plan was to be changed. The bugger Service Rep told me that I would have to visit their center in person to get that done before my billing date which was just 2 days away when I called them. And after that I had to visit my Tailor to get back clothes that I had given him for stitching and repairs from past 15 days. Finally, when I was done with all the stuff it was already 1.30 and it had started raining. Considering it to be normal seasonal shower, I took cab back home. By the time I was in bed it was 2.30 p.m. and I had to get back to office by 10.00.

I was suddenly awakened at around 4.00 pm by sounds. I was dark in my room so I turned towards switch board and switched on the light and damn was no electricity at all. Cursing, I went outside to see what was causing uproar. When I peeped down from my second floor balcony, the whole ground floor was flooded with knee deep water and people with help of other residents were unsuccessfully trying to stop water entering their home. Too tired to help or get into the matter, back I went to bed. When I awoke again, it was 8.00 and pitch dark. Power was still unavailable and sounds still coming. Recalling the evening water levels, I went outside and I realized that my roomie had still not arrived. May be because of rains which is very usual affair in this season. so I grabbed my cell and tried to call him but there "No Network" sign continuously flashed on my screen and I was unable to get through. Anyhow, I went outside in dark, I saw, water that was knee deep in evening had arose to waist height and people instead of stopping water, were busy in dim light of candles and troches transferring and salvaging there whatever movable stuff from Ground Floor to first floor. Again I tried calling M but still no network. Then I realized I hadn't charged my battery since last night and it was running low. So instead of making failed attempts to call him and wasting battery, I kept cell back and visited ground floor which was now in chaos like situation with mothers unsuccessfully trying to pacify the kids and their counterparts with help of others transferring their stuff to upper floor. There were this 2 ladies whose hubby hadn't arrived till now and they were busy worrying about them. Hanging around their for next few minutes doing few petty jobs, I decided to call M again as I was worried about him after listening to water logging story of a guy who had just arrived walking from Mahim. According to him, there were knee deep water everywhere and somewhere neck deep, not a single mode of transport was working, Local trains were closed since 3.00 due to no electricity, and ppl had started abandoning vehicles on road, preferring to walk, communications were not working and cell lines were jammed. There was still no network and I was unable to make any calls. Suddenly I noticed the time, it was 9.00 and my regular office cab was supposed to arrive at 9.20. I didn't even knew if he will be turning up in such waters or not. Still I decided to get ready for office in case he turned up without any notice as I was unable to reach anyone on phone. It was not in best interest to put formals right now, instead I just took a quick shower by candle light, put on my tracks and T's and packed a spare pair to change, in case if I reached office. Usually my cab arrives between 9.15 to 9.30 but I waited till 10.00 and still no sign of Car. Now, my house is situated inside the lane, where there was much water, I thought he might be waiting outside lane due to water and I went outside. Knee deep water started getting deeper and by the time I was on main road, water had nearly reached waist height and there was not cab waiting for me. So abandoning the plans to go office, I came back home and went back to sleep as there was nothing else I could do.

I was awakened next morning by door bell at 10.00, I opened the door and it was M. Thank god he reached home safely. And then I started my interrogation about what happened. Too tired, he told me that they went to catch movie last noon and were stuck down there since then, Power was gone halfway through screening and when they came out it was water and rains everywhere. Patiently, they decided to wait till both subsided but it kept on increasing and at 6.00 in eve the water level reached the entrance of Theatre. Since, it was working day noon, there were not much ppl for the screening but there were still few, approx 100-110. When water started entering theatre, they were escorted to empty halls and wait till water receded. Finally, he went out at 11.00 to assess the situation and was horrified to find that level instead of decreasing had increased till below knee. The ppl were feeling hungry. Luckily, the manager a kind guy, opened the food court for them free of charge, jokingly he told me they had candle light dinner. They spent rest of night sleeping in empty hall floor and chairs. Then when rain stopped and water receded little at 6.30 am they decided to come walking and he somehow managed to reach home. To tired to say anything more, he begged me to interrogate him later and went to bed.

By this time, the water had receded and I went out for walk. Power was still not restored and people were thonging few shops which were opened by owner to assess the situation of property. There was no water at home since morning. So I went and brought 3 bottle of mineral water, bread, butter and few other grocery. Returned back home and went to sleep. Still unaware about facts and real situation, I though this to be normal, regular once in a season affair as we used to face such situation atleast once every year during monsoon back in Ahd. It was four when I got up again. Sky was looking clearer than morning and there was no more sign on water in my lane. I told M, I've decided to venture out for office as I was getting bore doing nothing since, there was no power, nothing to do and I had slept enough to be awake for new 3 days ( for which I am repenting right now). I don't live that far from my office (just 20 mins drive) so I decided to take a Rick. Reaching main road, I tried calling rick but there were none and those who were ready asked to enormous charges. Frustrated, I thought of walking to office but looking at the condition of roads, I still decided to give it a try before embracing the walking idea. Luckily, I saw a BEST bus arriving which could take me halfway through office. After getting down, I thinking what next to do as there were no ricks where I had got down. Suddenly, this guy on bike pop-ups and asks me if I wanted to reach somewhere. I guess, he mush have noticed my office bag. I told him where I wanted to go. He said, he could drop me nrby my office as he was going other way. I wanting to miss opportunity, I grabbed the offer. He asked me where I was going at this time and when I told him office, he was surprised, luckily no more questions. He dropped me nr by the office and I thanked him. Finally, when I reached office at 6.00, I was shocked and surprised.

(More later...as I am finding it hard to keep my eyes open at this time..................)

Wee Willie Winkie, runs through town.....

2005-07-21T02:00:00.000-07:00

Whoa !!!........I'm back and after completing the whole backlog of reading those unread post's, it seemed to me that it's the time and season to describe your those untold travel experiences, espc. that you have undertraken with Asia's largest and world's fouth longest, own, our very own 150 years old and still serving Indian Railways............. So after reading this and being inspired by this and this, I felt like blogging and sharing some of my own II class travel expriences. But hey, wait..........not so soon coz today I am gonna post something which I am procrastating (whcih is again inspired by this) from a long time. So after reading this by eM (phew....too many links to add), I had promised her to write about it soon but unfortunately I couldn't due to time contraints and other factors . So here's it.

You'd know me better, if you are aware that,

I am a good bathroom singer.
I am imaginative and love day-dreaming.
I think I am more creative than I think I am.
I think I am wasting my creativity.
Sometimes, I think I read too much between the lines.
My favorite color is Black. Hides anything, makes other things look bright.
I am good story weaver.
I can irate you limit to drive hell out of you once I know I have power to irate you.
I am hate being alone to any events and places.
Actually, now I am kinnda enjoying it.
I was not an academically brilliant student.
Sometimes, I am very boring person.
I am ardent fan of F.R.I.E.N.D.S. and can watch any episode for any number of times.
I love playing with and in water and I still don't know swimming.
I am not atheist but haven't been to any temple since last 9-10 months.
I always wanted to learn how to play guitar, but I don't know how to play one.
I have never done air-travel.
I love adventure sports, trekking and would love to take part in that Trans country trekking race shown on Discovery. (oops I forgot name of program).
Sometimes, I think I am jealous, just like Othello.
I am not chauvinist.
But I do believe in Chivalry.
I am Possessive about certain things.
Achievements of the people around me makes me very Insecure.
I have'ad close encounter with other kinds ;)
One sure thing that would make me run from my someone is query about my Marriage.
To certain extent, I am nostalgic and narcissist.
My dream destination is Himalay(a)s.
I love traveling........no not by Air but by Bus, II Class rail, cars and bike.
On a lone island, other thing beside food and water for me would be books.
I have 'ad affairs but I am still waiting for that someone special.

Sounds so simple huh!!!..........Why don't you try doing this for yourself and you'll l know how simple it is (albeit, it's not a challenge although :) )

And so, now you know be better........

Humpty Dumpty Sat On A Wall

2005-07-19T10:22:00.000-07:00

The other day, one of the very-very-few of others who knows me presonally and my blog, called me up and asked me why I had'nt updated the blog in past nearly 2 weeks, was it that I could not think what to write or was that just an initial excitment that subsided. And I had to make him understand that it wan'st neither, only thing was time constraint, which I had found too much in past week and whatever time I could stole I spend it in resting, rather too lazy to write anything as I was not felling well. In fact, I was first too busy catching few pending things from past and when I nearly finished that, manging my health which unfortunately is'nt agreeing with me at this time. Yes, rains have arrvied and so has the diseases and they found me so attractive and tempting to resist that they somehow managed to make me thier capative. So I was advised bed rest for 7-9 days and food-diet control....( which I can and do hardly ever contol). So till time I manage to break free from this capative, wait with your abated breath for the new updates(and more balbbering).................

Some Changes

2005-07-02T01:56:00.000-07:00

Believed that change is the essential part of life, but why it has to come when you are most unprepared for it or when you are least expecting it or when you want it least to happen, even if it is for your betterment or be something that you might have wished in some unconscious thoughts of that subconscious mind of yours. With these changes going on..........I am getting afraid....afraid of thinking or wishing something even subconsciously. Who knows, might be tommrow it may come true............and reality is sometimes much harsher that what you have thought about it. Someone has said, Beware you fool of what you ask for.....for it may come true. So from today, it's going to be my Mantra............."Think, before you think."

Latest Change # 1

Well.....well.....well, finally, K has been selected by insti for his HR studies and is moving. Today was supposed to be his last day. Now that he is not here, I am goona miss him much, *sigh*. Now whom I am supposed to called "Fatso" (fact.....he is NOT that fat in genral ....but he certianly weights more when you compare him to me.....and calling him that gives me kinda illusion that I am still not that fat). He was kinnda guy, with whom you can have "Intellactual" conversations (that's what he called it). But now it's time to say goodbye and wish him all the best for his future. So, here are all my regards and best wishes for your future 'K'.

Latest Change # 2

Before going, K pointed me out that he wasn't able to put comments on my post without signing in. Now that made me wonder why was it so as I distinctly remembered commenting on someone's post without signing in. He asked to check out the settings. So next thing I did was checked my account settings ( now, I had'nt checked or changed any setting till then) and found many things that needed to be edited and changed. So I literally spend whole day changing the setting and editing the template. And now I have added few more links (still few more to be added...but 'll do it later), have a description my blog, have new font color, link color etc, etc ( spended pretty much time experimenting various colors codes).

So how you liked the change..............do leave your comments. It's now abled and you can write them without signing-in.

Latest Change # 3

There has been a major reshuffle in office and my teams and sups have been changed :(. Now it was the last that I was expecting. There was already a major shuffle 3-4 months before, and I had been shifted to this new team so I was'nt exaclty expecting myself to be re-located this soon. Second, my curr sup 'B' and this team is just fantastic and fablous. We've got pretty good bonding and rapport amongst ourself....so when I got news about my re-location, I was pretty much depressed and so was B. Already, K was leaving and we (me and few other from curr team) were being located. I am sure everyone has their own set of horror stories about their bosses, their ego and their attitude and so have I. My previous sup 'S' was a pretty good [she was both ;) ], but then, *she* had an attitude which was difficult to cope with and she was very much assertive. That along with her ego sometimes made me feel very much irrated, aweful and helpless. She had her own sets of mood swings and it was becoming much difficult, depressing and irating for me to handle her between her swings.

But then she left and came 'P'. Now, he was a nice guy, but our understanding and mutual consent levels never matched and things were still same. And then like saviour came 'B'. I was very apprehensive about her at first after my past experience but as I came to know her better my all the apprehensive went away. She has got this down to earth attitude along with good understanding levels. In fact it's much easy to match her understanding levels and built a good rapport with her. And hardly once, in this past 4 months I have seen her getting angry on someone. So, with a sup like her, things were going on much smoothly in office. In fact, when we had heard rumours about new shuffle, we joked, thought and laughed about what and how the new changes will be. I now wish, I had never joked or thougth about it. But now, it tooo late to regret and I am shifted and again a new person to cope with. I am still trying to come to terms with this new changes in office. Good thing is... I still have few colleage of my curr team with me.

May be sometime change is better.........but then why does it comes when you are expecting it least.

Stop blaberring, Matt and look around, everything is now changed........

Here I am...................

2005-06-27T00:30:00.000-07:00

Here is recent conversation between me and 'K' a very good collgue of mine who might be leaving soon. We've many common intrest including reading and books.

He: weight is listed ok
Me: so
He: so think laterally
Me: like what?
He: yum bee yay
Me: ok
He: hai bahggu
He: abhi samja
Me: Kutte
Me: Kamine,
Me: Bhauggu ko to
He: naam se nahin bulkate
Me: Bhauggu ko to thik naam se bula.***
He: ok
Me: kaha pe
Me: *#*#*#* (Company programe)
He: woh kya
He: company program ??
He: never
He: Comp ka progs
Me: then?
He: W.L in a yum ya program
He: but probability of getting selected is remote
Me: where
He: so cant say
He: its kind of 50 -50
Me: Okay
Me: Best of Luck
He: thanks man
He: it's too early to say anything
He: thats the reason i did not talk about this
Me: I understand
Me: :)
He: bacuse badda sa flop be ho saktha hain
He: so keep it to urself
Me: accha baba
Me: done
Me: :)
He: great
He: aur trea blog kaisa chalu hain (he's only one who know's I blog)
He: aaj ka samachar
Me: Samachar ke liye 12.00 baje baad
He: okie
Me: Krupiya 12.00 baje tak partiksah kare
He: :-D

There he is, moving to pursue his further studies and here I am, still planning about what to do next from past year, swinging thoughts between what to select and pursue from managment, designing and journalism. My life is a complete stinking mess at this time and here I am still waiting for something to happen that will inspire me to arrange and put my life back on track. Time is passing on and I am still waiting on same platform where I was year back, still thinking which track to select and what route to take to reach my final destination. May be, I am even not sure I what I have selected is final destination or just a stopover in this never ending journey of life. People around me, from my family to that relatively unknown, strange consultancy firm guy; are poking me with sharp edged pierced question, so what are your future plans and here I am still waiting with my eyes and ears closed to avoid them.

And then, when I suddenly open my eyes out of curioustiy to know why it is so silent around me, I notice nothing around me is same as last time. Familiarity from the things have moved and unknown strangeness has taken it's place. I wonder where I have reached without moving from here. It's hard to identify surroundings. I again try hard to identify things around and it strikes me...........it's all same, I am still where I was last year but then, it hasn't stopped or barred my surroundings to change. It's form, shape and size has changed, things have taken new perspective, even the track and platform where I was standing has changed. Might be even the destination and journey to it has also changed but how do I determine, I have never traveled that route. I haven't moved but it has not stop things to change, they have moved and changed and I am here facing everything looking strange at me. I try to know the them better, I familiarize myself to them, I learn new things from them, I feel as if this is a new place, place where I might have wanted to reach, my destination. As I get to know them better, I feel these all forms and perspectives have that old smell, that old facets about which I used to think much and then I finally abandoned and turned blind towards them.

But, if this is new place, why does it still smell old why do I still see those facets in new perspectives??? Nirvana strikes me...............Even though you don't move, it does not hamper your surroundings to take new forms. Your stability cannot hamper their movement of transitions, but your movement can hamper their stability. And with new transitions, you might think you have gained new mileage, new surroundings and reached somewhere but fact is............ you still are there where you were.......only the fact is, things have taken new form, in fact they have grown and acquired new dimensions. Fear of facing old thing with new froms and grown dimensions afraids me. I try move backwards, but why is it that I can't even take a step back. and I hear voice, How can you, Matt, how can you..........how can you move back when you haven't itself moved forward. That options only exists for those who has taken a step forward, however small it may be. Rising fear forces to identify the source of voice and I look carefully behind those forms, behind those dimensions.......and I see the past still leering at me....starking me .....watching me with wide opened questioning eyes, as if saying .....only truth is forward movement.

And it's so strange of you Matt, you haven't still noticed people around you are still same, poking you with that still sharp edged pierced question, only thing you did'nt realize is you had even closed your ears.

May be it's high time I start cleaning and arranging up this stinking mess called My Life.

Hey Matt, are you still waiting for inspiration????????????

Jack and Jill, went upto hill

2005-06-26T11:09:00.000-07:00

Last post sounded bit boring..............so here's something fresh. I received this in my inbox and could'nt help laughing. It's really hilarious at same time much realistic. (had hard time editing it)

Subject: The awkward first phone call..

The Scene: The Girl is a 23 year old investment banker, working in New York. The Boy is doing his residency in Boston and was given her number by his mother, who is a friend of the Girl's aunt's brother-in-law's
cousin's uncle's wife in Chicago.

Time: Monday night, 10 pm

Girl: Hello?

Boy: Shit, she's home! Umm, hi! Is this Pooja?

Girl: Speaking.

Boy: My name is Karan. I don't know if you know who I am. God, what if she doesn't know who I am? I don't even know why I’m doing this!

Girl: Oh, you live in Boston, right?

Boy: Yeah. Ok, so she was told about me, that's some relief. I wonder what she was told - "He's a resident, tall, and fair and he graduated from Ivy League school!". God, she probably hates me already!

Girl: Yeah, my mother mentioned you had my number. I can't believe he actually called!

Boy: So, how are you? Oh yeah, that's real original, but what the hell else I am supposed to say- Umm, hi, I don't know you, but do you want to be my wife?

Girl: I'm fine. And you? Ok, this is off to a great start

Boy: I'm good. Ok, think, think! So, I heard you're an investment banker? Oh, that's a real winner. Now I can be a bad conversationalist and an idiot!

Girl: Yes.

Boy: Ok, she is not helping me at all! Where do you work?

Girl: Merrill Lynch.

Boy: Hey, that's a great firm! I sound like a complete moron. I should just hang up except my mother would somehow find out and kill me!

Girl: Yeah, it's a nice place to work. God, this guy sounds like a complete loser

Boy: So... Stall, Stall!

Girl: So you're doing your residency in cardiology? Like my mom didn't tell me that 500 times already!

Boy: Ok, I can handle this... Yeah, I'm in my second year. Alright, now say something else, but what do I say? Do you drink? Cause if you want to marry me, you can't be one of those goody goody Indian girls who think that if they kiss a guy, they've practically gone all the way. So, what do you like to do in your free time?

Girl: Umm... get wasted... Oh, you know, hang out with my friends, go to movies…

Boy: Where do you like to hang out in NY?

Girl: Shit, what am I supposed to say? This guy could be some religious freak! I can't say bars - I'll say clubs, you can go to clubs and not drink... Oh, sometimes we go to the movies, or there's a couple clubs that are good... That was good, I made it sound like I like clubs, but I'm not really into them...

Boy: Ok, she goes to clubs, that's a good sign. If she was really religious she wouldn't do that. Yeah? I like to dance also.

Girl: He likes to dance- that's a good sign. He can't be that stiff! So where do you hang out in Boston?

Boy: Should I say it? Alright, I'll say it, what the hell! Umm, the same, bars, clubs, stuff like that.

Girl: He said bars! So he probably drinks. Good sign. I should explore this further... Are there any good bars in Boston?

Boy: Yeah, there are some nice ones, I mean, I'm not a huge drinker, but I like having a good time. Ok, that gives the impression of someone who enjoys drinking but is not an alcoholic - pretty good, if I do say so myself

Girl: That sounds really positive. This guy sounds kind of cool. But if he's so cool why is he calling me? Shouldn't he have a girlfriend? Or not need to call random girls his mother tells him about? God, what if he's completely ugly? Yeah, me too. Although I hope my parents never find out.

Boy: Yeah. I know exactly what you mean.

Girl: Ok, so he didn't freak out at the living a double life reference- another good sign. I just wish I knew what he looked like... So...

Boy: Or she could be really fat with a huge mustache. Well, there's only one way to find out! So… I know this sounds a little crazy, but I'm visiting some friends in NYC next weekend and I wonder if you'd want to get together for coffee sometime.

Girl: Coffee. That's totally safe. If he's totally nasty I can have a quick espresso and run like hell! Yeah, that sounds great.

Boy: Alright that went pretty well. Coffee's pretty harmless. And who knows, maybe she'll be cool. Now I have to get the hell out of this conversation... So I have your e-mail, should I just e-mail you soon and we can figure it out?

Girl: E-mail is sooo much better than the phone. Thank God for e-mail! Yeah, just e-mail, I check it all the time at work, so - God, this is getting painful

Boy: Alright, I'll e-mail you soon. Meaning in two days, cause I don't want to look too desperate, but at the same time I don't want to look like I'm trying not to look too desperate

Girl: Cool. Well, I'm glad you called. I think...

Boy: Me too. Well, I'll see you soon. Please be hot, please be hot!

Girl: Alright. Bye. I can't believe he called! Too late to back out now. Besides, maybe he's cool. He didn't sound so bad on the phone.

Boy: Bye. I did it! I am the man. I think she wants me. Yeah, she definitely wants me…

I could'nt help thinking afterwards, how akward it is to be in such situations....espc when you know you are speaking to someone to be considered for your future better half and you are too apprehensive about how the opposite person who is totally unknown to you, might turn out to be. Such thing start giving me is-considred-for-marriage blues, espc after getting call from my US based aunt last month for a prospective NRI gal. (not ignoring the fact that I am and I consider myself tooo young for marriage at this stage in life....espc to some NRI gal)

I hear thunder......oh don't you!!!! - II

2005-06-24T12:44:00.000-07:00

Contd..................

So after getting fresh, I am still thinking about what to do next. I notice newspapper lying on table and the half-page ad for Batman's new movie catches my attention. So I figure out what's to be done next, but movie and alone?????.........hmmmm doesnt exacly looks intresting. It's not like that I have'nt been to movie alone. I have done that 3-4 times in past but then I found it quiet boring....no, not the movie part but the rest of it...like sharing the reaction which that gal gave you when she noticed that you were gazing her for quiet some time or like how hot that chick is or how the food and snacks this multiplex sucks or to crib to someone how that movie sucked or how awesome that movie was..etc. etc..

It's already something around 5 and show starts at 8.00 and I even dont know who's coming with me. So I sit down with my cell trying to figure out who might come with me and I remember Vsl. He actually had called me on past two weekends for a movie but unfortunately plans did'nt worked out. Later he told me that he had went to movies alone that day. so I call Vsl but what's this his number was coming contantly buzy. I decide to call him later after getting ready. Finally, when I called him at 5:30, he told me that he was already somewhere in Khar-Bandra watching movie. Now let me tell you something abt Vsl. He is kinnda very, serious, no-nonsense, bit shy, love-to-be-alone and person of few words.....Ok, ok...that's all not exactly true but that's what his impression I had him till I came to know him more. He is acutally bit reserved and preson of few words (read: speaks very litte) but when to comes to fun part.......his one-liners are ultimate. Isn't that strange, how you think about person till you get to know them better and then your every perception about them changes. So when he was already watching movie in Bandra, I thought what next. But then I did'nt wanted to spoil my plan so I decided to venture out alone for BB.

Originally, I had planned to watch it at Andheri FR but as I was alone, I decided to watch it at FA, Malad. Rest nothing more intresting. I had to rush to FA as it started raining onway. Brought tix and watched movie alone....morever even theater was more than half empty; might be aprox 50 ppl for the show. As far BB is concerned... it was so so movie, worth watching one time. I had planned dinning out but when show was released, it was raining heavily and there werent much Rick on roads as it was petrol pump strike. So instead I decided to rush back home thinking I might not get transprt late night. Reached home at approx 12.30. Went to bed at 1.30...was reading book till 5.30 so spend nxt whole day sleeping.

And that's how my weekend was spent...............

P.S. while returning back from the movie, I even managed to get wet in rains :)

I hear thunder......oh don't you!!!! - I

2005-06-23T13:53:00.000-07:00

Back from the weekend and it feels so good. It has to, afterall it has rained, weather is nice and cool and I have almost spent 32-34 hours sleeping last 2 days (btwn also managed to catch a new movie). So when I reached home exhausted after work, I decided to make a quick move to bed and catch a good sleep before getting up at 10.00 in morning to call Stl to decide where we are going to meet But then my cell rang to woke me up from my deeeeep slumber. Some bloody bastard was giving me missed call and I had 10 missed call on my cell. And then I suddenly notice the brightness around me. My room was certianly brighter then it should be at this time, filled with light. I notice the curtains were open and it was bright outside. Realization strucks me, hell it's already day outside and sun is shinning among the clouds. So I pick-up my cell to know the time and la behold, it's 12:30. Memory flashes me that I have to call Stl. Panickingly, I dial her number but to add fuel to flames, her number is coming not reachable. So after making next few attempts, I give it up and decide to the bed my best mate for next remaining 45 hours.

And with that firm decision to spend ample time with (read 'on') it in mind, I went to sleep again. But the luck conspired against me and again at somthing arnd 3.30 my phone started ringing furiously. Upon answering it, some girl in her 'ghati' accent tells me she's calling from bank and if I need any loan. What the fucking hell was that, disturbing someone's sleep at 3.30 just to know if I needed any loan. Controling my fuming anger, I politely say no and to ask her to mind the time about calling people and strickly not to call me anymore, reminding her sarcastically how she disturbed my sleep.

But after putting down call, I got guilt feeling about how I responded her. Might be I could have been more polite after all she was just doing her job and it was already 3.30, the usual time when one does not expect someone like me to be sleeping on a normal day. But then she did disturbed my sleep, which I last thing that I can bear. Basically, I am a fragile sleeper and even a slightest of distubance and cause my sleep to be lost. Damn it but guilt did'nt left me.....might be because there was a time when I was at the end where she was today and I knew how it felt like to be abused or told something when you are calling someone. And then still, no matter how much the person has frustrated or angered you, put on that plastic smile again and call next guy on list unsure about how his response will be. May be I was pitying her but that's what I hated about myself, being pitied by people, being considered, helpless.

Anyhow, I could'nt go back to sleep again or rather that guilt thing wasnt allowing me to sleep again. So after making few failed attempts to sleep I decided to get off the bed and do something.

To be contd...........

(P.S.: Can't write more as I goota go for brief and need to prepare some notes....but more later)

Rain rain Go away, Come again another day.

2005-06-19T14:39:00.000-07:00

I have'nt been posting much here since I created this. I thought that I would be doing that and writing pretty regulary about daily stuff but at the end of day either I am too tired to type all shit suff in proper presentable order or all that happened in day is too much that I don't want it down here (which is more often). Funny thing!!!....nah, When I used to read blogs, I thought it would be easy to write all things down here but when I've finally started blogging, I realize how tough it is to pen (actually.......type) your thoughts and nixies down here. I am no natural born writer, so at this point it's taking practice and effort to put down things in legible(read understable and readable) words. In fact, I have had to use dictionary to find suitable words to express my expression (notice alliteration!!! ;) ).

And it finally rained last night. I am not ignoring the fact that it was only a drizzle accompanied by paced winds and lightning but as they say, "In desert, shrub is a tree", similarly arrived-late-than-scheduled (i.e. IST) drizzle provided much sought relif from schoring heat. Received-the-first-rain wet and recently rainwater soaked fresh essence of earth made me thank God for giving relif from that hot, stale atmosphere. But it again brought me that nostalgic aloof feeling I am trying to avoid much from past few days. It all started late evening when I went my office downstairs for a streak of fresh air and it smelled diffrenly. It should have been hot and stale, smelling mixed with scent of all those undistinguishable faces dragging themselves back home at end of day but instead it eemited essence of fresh wet earth.The next thing I see is the sky covered with grey black clouds flashing lightning just like someone flashing newly studded tooth diamond (okah, chill!!!! ...... could'nt think of better comparison...........). And suddenly, I felt all alone standing there admist crowd, I am badly missing all of them, friends, town, and freaking out freely at this time. It brought along those memories of past, all that time I was freaking out with Pnk, MNK, VRN, LVT, DN, SHV, VRS goin for long bike drive on GS highway, sitting with KNL on top of his terrance, making all that stupid conversation in rain, gossiping and both of us watching city transfromomg from reach-home-before-you-get-wet evening to sultry night, reaveled and brightned for a moment by flashes of lightning, driving bike in drizzle ...... hunting city at midnight, only for sip of "cutting masala chai" with friend while getting wet sitting on bike, playing football in rain splashing watever comes in way to each other. I badly miss those time, I just wanted to go out somewhere for a long drive. And then someone appeared asking me if I was on break reminding me of my job, to go back upstaris before break time exceded or before someone manged to notice my long absence. Somehow I managed to put back all the memories and got back, trying to inmerse in work and taking care not to look outside so as to think of anything else. When I came down again after being off for day, it was 1.30 and sky had almost darkned, partially due to night and partially due to dark clouds, but moon still managed to shine, playing with clouds trying to brighten sky wherever they had'nt managed to cover and lighting supported him. Air was chilled, increasing it's pace. I wanted to go for a walk with someone but I was alone there. Rest everyone had left for day and I could'nt find famaliar face among remaining. And all memories I was trying to avoid rushed back with gusto making me feel hapless, sarcasing my lonliness. Desparately wanting to converse wth someone trying to scare my lonliness, I called Pnk, her phone kept ranging. She probably had kept it on silent, I thought of calling Mnk but she too wud have done the same. It stared drizzling. I wanted to get wet in first shower of season not wanting to miss it for first time, not wanting to ignore granny's advice of never missing first shower to cool your body but then I overheard someone joking, rush to cab or else wait till you get dried-off and I rushed to parking finding my cab, not wanting to wait there any more all alone till I get dried. I was first one to arrive for next drop, driver was nowhere in sight and radio was on with some lady RJ babbling something atb Rains and then sound changed to Taal's song. Everything was so apt. All I wanted was someone to accompany me for a walk in that drizzle, someone to walk with me silently feeling the serenity of atmosphere, someone who was there to get wet along with me. I wanted to get transported back to time riding bike, drinking tea at midnight on bike parked at roadside, I wanted to go back home, freak out with friends at this time but home was too far and memories too much. Suddenly Vrn flashed my mind and I called him, I knew he never kept cell silent and I was right. He answred on 5 ring and I told him how I missed him and everything and how I desperatly wanted to be there; we recalled all those days once again. Somehow, I felt better then before after speaking with him and when I told him that and he replied, "it always makes you feel better sharing your feeling, good or bad and I am always there for you". Meanwhile, driver came for next drop and saw me sittng alone in car and hasted to parking exit before someone else jumped in. Might be he was even getting late reaching somewhere!!!!!!!???? Then all the usual stuff, reached home, undressed and bed........................................................

And that, was my first shower of season in Mumbai............

Work while you work..............

2005-06-15T12:44:00.000-07:00

I am back to work again after weekend. After having a blastful holidays I am getting monday morning blues ( even though it's nearly wednesday noon). Did'nt feel like getting out of bed and going to work but then finally I had to crawl myself out and get ready when I thought abt possible reaction at office abt my absentism. It turned out to be good thing that I wnt office as K was already absent on a sick leave (His 7 days old baby had fever and was under doctor's supervision). Reaching office early than usual, I found that my favourire "Khopcha Desk" was still empty and R had still not arrived(usually she's the first one to arrive).......!!!.......so devil in me decied to sit there ;) and belive me, I could hardly control laughing when I saw her frustrated 'shit-ohmygosh-heisthere' expression combined with slanted lopsided curve on her face. Luckily instead of saying me anything to me (she know's it's useless) she decided to ignore me, instead vented out frustration by banging innocent chairs. I tried so many times to get along with her but everytime her damn fucking attitude becomes unbearable. Most of times she's either cribbing about everything or anything and if she isn't (which is rare); she expects you to lissen to every craps she says. Ignoring her does'nt wrked although I even tried that many time but her fucking cribbing all day long foils my attempt everytime. At a point of time, I had bluntly told her to mind her attitude, since then we are not on good terms.

So seeing her frustu expression at the beganning of day made me feel quiet confident and happy to be back frm weekend {yup, certain people's frustrations and irateness bcoz of me makes me feel quite happy and ecscatic, in fact confident. It gives me kind of secure feeling that I have power, what even if it makes them irate and frustu :-D }. Anyhow, I had a great weekend. My cousins was in city along with my neices so I decided to meet them on weekend and so did my other sister. Unfortuately, she had some wrk so she left her early leaving her daugther at my aunts place. Incidently, all my 3 cousins have 2 daughter so you can imagine the chaos, nosie and fun when 6 girls (age betwen 4-6) are playing in a 2 BHK appt. They were having full blast and I could judge that from their noises coming apptment compound when I reached there. Not to mention, my 8 months old nephew who was no less then them in making noise ( read Crying). So instead of disicpling and silencing them like a good uncle (which my aunt and sis were doing form quiet a long time without any visible...........oops audible result) I decided to join in their fun. Rest two days went quickly cathing up family news, watching TV, playing and freaking out with those cute little princesses and whenever I could, catching some sleep and rest (T'is was hard to sleep in night as my nephew had weird sleep timings. He gets up at 12.00 a.m. "usually"). And yes, I even meet someone but more about it later.

My FiRsT PoSt

2005-06-11T13:33:00.000-07:00

Well, well well........

Finally, I created this blog. Something to put down all those psychdelic prints somewhere and here I am. So I feel abt it? Ecstatic, happy, Euphoirc?????? In fact, I am even not sure how I feel abt it. This was something that I had never imagined. To put down those random thoughts somewhere in anoymity of this vast cycberworld where perhapz someone might came across them to certify it as real genuine blablings. Enough of that. So what to write.......How about my day todya????. Umm.....it's just another day unusual day like anything Can't think of anything else to write right now. Perhaps will try to write something tommrow. Anyhow, I have to rush right now. Gotta visit to aunt's place as my neices are there. More abt it later..........