Initial impression- a Weekend in Gurgaon.

I woke up around 7 in the morning, felt ecstasy. It gave me a feeling, the one I had when I slept off for 18hrs continuously; lazy college days.

As I peeped through the window to get a glimpse of a typical hot Sunday morning in Gurgaon, Harky woke up and appreciated the fine Absolute Vodka we had last night.

Had to agree with him for it was the most refined Vodka I ever had. It gave a progressive kick and took me to nirvana though can’t remember anything.

Last thing I remember was we were chatting with Varun. Tedy was checking out Ganguly’s photo album on facebook. I slightly do remember vivek watching the football match in the other room and Harky sleeping (OUT OUT)- Aanamayaki.

Apart from this I don’t recollect anything.

I strolled into the other room. Tedy and vivek were still sleeping.

Pavam, tedy might have gotten an unbearable kick on a single breezer- no joking possible with tedy. Anywhere else in the world esp in LDC‘s, if you force a breezer into a tedy-like body United Nations organization would sue you for a spate of human rights violation.

Vivek was sleeping with a smile. That does not augur well.

I made some quick prayers to all the known gods-Lord Shiva first on list- Destruction seeked– Man Utd-Destruction seeked- Man Utd. Devamme please don’t tell me that Man Utd had won the match last night.

If that happens, then I can’t use FB for another week as yesterday I took a dig on all the Manu fans on the FB which obviously pissed off vivek.

Suddenly, I heard hysterical mooing sound from the kitchen. My hunches told me- its ok, it’s Harky.

Tedy woke up, splashing some profound Malayalam abusive words on me.

The next few sentences he said threw all my senses into a reality ridden emotional whirlpool. I was startled at few of the revelation but found redemption in the fact that Tedy always exaggerates and he takes advantage of one’s drunk state.

But, then I could not re-collect Nikita/ Guneet /Guneet’s sister/ Gangulys/ Barca/ shouting/ Chatting/ typing- I LOVE U/ biting tedy’s hand etc..etc ..

These challenged my memory and my Moral character. Both are indispensible qualities required for Civil Servants.

I need to see the Chat history to understand what happened. Its urgent; I galloped to the other room and grabbed the laptop.

As the lappy loaded windows, I asked tedy who the hell is guneet??

Tedy retorted Da, shavame Gyani.

I did not have any other option, so I admitted to his stories making a mental note that if anything turns incorrect would blast off tedy.

The next half an hour in my life was kind of the most embarrassing moments of my life.

This is unprecedented, for the first time tedy was correct 99%.This efficiency cannot match a person who designed a 5 mm dia shaft for some heavy vehicle for one of his mechanical papers. The Prof (paper checker) had escaped this Stroke-hidden-blooper bomb that tedy threw at him for there was no condolences for few months that followed.

Hmm.. Guneet’s sister did not figure in ‘the' chat conversation that happened and accounted for the 1% error- or the artificial inflation tedy contributed for.

I felt really bad that I chatted with some girl using tedy’s Gmail Account till 4 in the morning. That means I slept only for 3 hrs. JUST 3 HRS!

My “INITIAL IMPRESSION” was shattered completely. I have messed up things BIG time last night.

My head had started becoming heavier and drowsiness caught me.But, each line tedy read out on the chat history brought me back to reality.

Sad, I had also told her about myself getting transfered to Mumbai(hmm..I wrote Mumbai properly after three laborious attempts) and my ongoing impasse with HR.

I told her that Harky was drunk and was sleeping.

Respect/ Philsociology/ Varun/ Barca/ vivek/ sreekanth/luka chupi/ A.Ganguly/ shoe making company/ Barclay/ coal India limited/ mesmerizing saree/ blah blah……………….. Gleamed our conversation.

Vivek had woken up by now and laughing his lungs out.

Harky spewed some more abuses on me, mainly because I told her that he was drunk and out. Hehe.. sorry Harky I understand; letting any girl know of your impotency of consuming alcohol beyond 4 pegs & being awake is devastating especially when she happens to be your former college-class mate.

For the next few minutes I took long breaths to ease out the abashment. YOGA works.

I took solace in the fact that I kept the conversation to a good level of decency. She never was irritated or did abusive me.

Later, saw Hangover part 1. Had roti and butter chicken curry that we bought for last night. No one had eaten food last night.
This re-iterates the fact that tedy was drunk & OUT on a single breezer.

And, forgot to tell you; BARCA WON.


May be that’s the reason Vivek abstained from food last night.

Tedy told me later that I screamed at top of my voice when Barca scored. There was fear that house owner- he stays down stairs would reprimand us today. Though, did not happen, nice.

I logged on to FB to check if any Man Utd fans were online.As expected all had gone into hiding- HAHAHA.

Interestingly, I had made a status update on FB after the last night match.Varun and kannan had comment on it, of which Varun's comment hurted vivek inherently.

Varun Had written:

Q: What's the difference between Alex Ferguson and God?
A: God doesn't think he's Alex Ferguson.!!!!

Vivek did not talk to anyone for 10 mins.It was only when harky entered the room and became scapegoat for some random discussion-criticism that vivek said something. Thank god, he spoke.I have heard stories of people losing their ability to speak on hearing unbearable heart breaking news..

I tried sleeping after food, it did not happen. Tedy persuaded me to watch CO(I think it is spelled so).It was a good tamil movie, though can’t recollect most of it as my head was spinning most of the time.

Meanwhile, Harky gulped down his daily dose of WHEY Protein and went to GYM.

After the Movie, I tried to catch some sleep but could not.

It was a terrible feeling. I was damn tried & wanted to sleep but sleep was evading me.

Harky returned to give us some Gyaan on the need for physical activities in our life. His Muscles were inflated now and speaking the tormenting story of pushing its limits for unproductive gains.

And, in some time he left for office letting us know of some cant-keep-away sort of work. As the part of Business expansion of Maruti, is augmenting its internet lease lines. Very important for the fact that Suzuki rules Maruti now and connectivity with their office in Japan is vital

Good thing: Maruti is expanding. So more jobs and it invigorates the economy.

After the movie, I again tried to sleep but to vain. Vivek had a sound sleep as we watched CO.

Throughout the day, we did not do anything and lay lethargic on the Un-cozy bed watching some youtube videos, old Malayalam comedies- evergreen, listening to some songs.

I did also upload my CV on naukri.com. Hope some company gives me interview call.

Left Gurgaon by 8 after having Dosa from the market place nearby

Reached back home by 10:00.

Hit the bed (cozy) in no time only to be woken up by dobby at 8 in the morning.

Feels good now, its almost back to normal senses.

Checked out my Inbox, Harminder Mohan of HR has not sent me any clarification mail till now. Need to sent reminder number 2.

Professionally my life has come to a standstill. Personally I am letting it flow like an unexplored river.

Random..

Don’t be surprised if I tell you that the whole day I was in Office and on facebook(pls don’t ask me which company I work for).

I’m kind of being addicted to Facebook now. Professionally does not augur well for me.

Today, did not make new acquaintances but refreshed many.

It was quite a revelation, to know that most of my friends are either studying or working abroad.Its not that I can ask for help, by forwarding my CV but it genuinely feels good when you know that your friends are working for Barclays, Microsoft & Google..etc

Well, coming back, pissed off Vivek on Man U and otherwise had a harmonious day on FB.

Tomorrow – no office that means no access to net and so, no FB.

Time 6:20 PM, Saturday evening, freaking, the office is almost empty.

It looks scary from my cubicle, as I see no one around; it’s deserted- never noticed before.

I could hear noises that AC make while they work. Normally, these noises get drowned in din of the woking day.

Need to leave ,Good night to myself.

Quater life Crisis

This blog is intriguingly dedicated to me. I know if I want to see a guy who has absolutely no aim in life, all I need to do is look into the mirror.

Sad, though, is the truth. The other day I was letting my friend know that I really can’t find happiness in my life; he taunted me, for he always found me as a convoluted confused person. To overcome my lassitude I wrote a poem (LOST) to find no respite.

I reckon, I have rammed into a tall, dead- end wall. Collided head-on and fallen flat down on the ground. Subsequently, I have woken up to this moment where I have lost the fizz of life. Life looks so pale. My lungs refuses to breath otherwise it bribes me to breath this lonely monotonous insipid life.

I really can’t find what in life that I am looking for. What will quench my thirst? Lost, completely lost in this complex equation called life.

How on earth can someone become so blank? How can one run out of thoughts and everyday thinking? How can one just not socialize and hide oneself in that single room of his? How can one just defy his inner instincts?

On a war footing I need to find answers to these questions or else I would slip into an incurable depression.

My mind is so whimsical; it wobbles like a pendulum. IAS and CAT are at the two extremes. My current job is in the mid way, somewhere in the mean position. I need to stop this life choking dynamism of my mind.

To clear Civil Service I need to put in at-least a year’s hard work (humongous task- no joke).It certainly demands a full time preparation. For that I need to leave my Job. My financial and family scenario is so unfavorable that if I quit my job, it is like committing suicide. Even a naïve kid would refuse to do this (if he was in my place).

And CAT- MBA is for quick brains. This sluggish brain would take decades to compete. But, then there is a dormant zeal for MBA somewhere in me.

Tellingly, I don’t know what to go for.what to look for.Lack the clarity of thought & vision.

May be this is what some thinker’s call the “quarter life crisis”.

Time is running out, need to find a solution.

Lost

I had found it..
While I was a kid..
A profusion of it..
As I played cricket..
Harboring a naïve mind....

Hitting sixes…
Over the wall..
Smashing fours..
Beyond my pals..
Missing a match..
Seemed a crime..
I played like a fool..
Till skin turned black..
Till darkness..
Drowned the fields..
Till crickets..
Booed us home..
But believe me..
It was for you..
And only for you
I played so long…

But then..
I lost you…
As I packed my kit..
Threw it under my cot..
I took to studies..
In BIT Mesra..
Unscripted days..
Never found you..
Then little by little..
Like a lethargic breeze…
You loomed in her..
I found you again…
You filled me again..
With profound pep..
It seemed life again....
Animated and real..
I had a grin..
I had an aim..
I had you…
And had all..

But then..
I lost you again..
For dogmatic societal rules..
Vexed customs trolled..
Caste stood tall..
Birth valued more..
Lucre spoke loud..
Doused me with hate..
Shrouded me in fear..
Lineage mattered a lot..
I was shattered like a pot..
I decried life…
I let her go..
And lost you again..

And now..
Grouping for you..
In the darkness of sorrow..
Adorned with hallucination..
Nothing is real..
You still evade me..
In your pursuit
I lost my way..
I sought you in my job..
I sought you in wine..
In mountains..
In valleys..
In laughter..
In forlornness..
In silence..
But then..
I never had you again..

I see you now..
In the abode of god..
Day would come..
When you would..
Fill me again..
With a subtle smile..
With a virgin thought..
And this time...
It will be only you and me..

An ode to my friends..

Ain’t couldn’t fathom..
Not the incessant urge to study..
But blind belief to learn abroad..
Some say for passion..
Some for fashion..
Some for position..
And forget the premonition..
They fly west..
Yearning blissfulness..
Where People…
Cry joblessness..
And meet abjectness..
They treat you second citizen..
Abuse and oppress you...
See u like a parasite..
Stealing their job…
Drowning their economy..
New Australia in making everywhere..
The storm is coming…
You may not dodge the inevitable..
But you still prefer a foreign land…
Even if u r penniless…
I pity those..
Who denounce our land..
For the luxuries of the west..

SIR FERGUSON, STOP YOUR STUPID ANTICS

I feel Ferguson is blowing it out of proportion for the decision that went against them in the match against Chelsea.

This is not a wild proposition, may be you should read below, this is what had happened with ManU this season.

They won 2-1 at West Bromwich Albion but could have had Gary Neville sent off when he brought down Graham Dorrans. They got a good draw at Tottenham but when they won 3-2 at Blackpool they were fortunate when Rafael brought Luke Varney down in the penalty area with the score 2-0 but referee Peter Walton did not give the spot kick.
United lost at Wolves and even when they won 4-0 at Wigan last Saturday they were under the cosh for the first 20 minutes and Wayne Rooney should have been sent off for his elbow on James McCarthy.--- as reported on BBC football.

When things happen for you in an unfair manner, to show deaf ear is a mean thing, and when things happen against you, to run around the referee like a kid running around a Balloon-wallah crying for a RED BALOON is ridiculous.

Ferguson Sirji, pull up your socks and move on.
Atleast, show Composure of your experience Dude.

Somebody Asked me recently:Are you ManU hater???
I said NO.I just dislike them more than pakistan Cricket team.

TIME IS MONEY & MORE MONEY IS IPL.

IPL is more money is a proven fact.

As IPL goes to season 4, advertisers make merry.

Read below what Rohit Gupta President of Multi screen Media (MSM) had to say.

“We have had about a 20-25 per cent growth in ad rates since last year. This year, our pricing for sponsors was about Rs 5 lakh for 10 seconds. For spot buyers, our rates stood at Rs 5.5 lakh per 10 seconds, which we have now increased to Rs 6 lakh. In terms of viewership, in season one, IPL touched 100 million people, rose to 121 million in season two and last year, it rose to 143 million people. We expect this growth to continue, and so will the ad rates.”

He also further states that "World Cup has not overshadowed IPL even a bit".Moreover, he says for advertisers IPL is a safer bet that WC.

I’m not against IPL, but when we rig money through IPL, we should try to channelize it to the other areas so a fairer economic & social development happens.It should not be yet another institution of "RICH BECOMING MORE RICH & POOR BECOMING MORE POOR"

If IPL is the biggest money minting machine in India, why can’t we think of clubbing the profit of IPL with NREGA workers wage?

Or likewise schemes, so that it’s a win-win situation for all. The popularity of the game enhances and also social & economic development of the people.

MY PREDICTION

"I feel it was a real Champions League match with all the difficulties involved in that. I'm hopeful of course, everything is open. Lyon are a good team, they have good players, a good coach. But it's 1-1 and we play at home."

This is what Morinho said after the championship match against Lyon.

Result: 1-1 at Stade Gerland.

Morinho looks unlikely composed and rather confident inwardly, and the last sentence of morinho’s statement asserts this (“But it's 1-1 and we play at home”).

But I think otherwise.

Real Madrid will lose to Lyon at home. And will end “MORINHO’s HOME RUN.”

Arsenal will defeat Barcelona.

Champion’s league winners this time would be “CHELSEA”.

I see EPL won by ARSENAL.

“K-INDI COMMANDOS”

I Freaked out, when one of my friend told me that Kochi IPL team has announced its name.

My curiosity shattered all psychic boundaries & an unknown wild adrenaline rushed through my veins as I ran a search on my Computer.

To my utter disappointment I saw it. Dull, Spiritless, Soul-less,Amorphous team name ever made. It was something more than BIZZARE!.

“INDI COMMANDOS”, WHAT! Absolutely, “depressing name” in the highest sense of the phrase.

I wanted to thrash that mentally aberrated brain , which came up with this.

With despair, I sat down on my chair, in my cubicle.

When the team’s official website ran a name finding contest, I was delighted.

I had even sent them 40 different names, like a insane cricket fan from kochi, but I was shattered to see this "YUCKY"name.

Furthermore, It brings inexplicable pain to all my senses, when I picturise myself, cheering for, my Kochi team with this “moronic name”.

They could have come up with a name in which atleast “kochi” is mentioned.

Moreover, whenever I read “INDI” a whole lot of Rhyming Malayalam Abusive words runs through my mind.

And, I’m sure all these would fill the ground as “Kochi “begins its home match. WATCH OUT SREESHANTH.“ALLIYA NINTE KAARYAM POKKAA”.

240 calling to 239

My mobile phone was ringing.

I moved away the papers on my desk to find my phone.

I answered it, with a little displeasure as I was having a tough time at office.

“Hello, who is it?”

“Hey, it is 240/04 calling 239/04” said the voice at the other end.

Flabbergasted & was struggling to comprehend.

Though in few seconds I made sense of these numbers. 239 was my college roll no and 240- Ginn’s.

I was delighted to hear to him after a long time.

He was in Hissar site. And before he was send to Arunachal, for our Hydro project.

And now he had come down to Noida( our corporate office) to put down his papers.

With utmost curiosity I asked him “saala you got some other job or what”??

He retorted “yes, BHEL”. My joy knew no bounds now. I solemnly congratulated him.

He informed me, he would complete his formalities of resigning by evening and would meet me thereafter.

I said “definitely”. Would call Ankit & Apoorv also.

He agreed and kept the call. It’s been almost 3 years that I have seen him.

He not only had my adjacent role number but also was my neighbor at hostel 5B in BIT mesra.

We had some wonderful time there.

For sometime I forgot all things around me as all good memories of college days rushed through my mind.

BE/ECE/239-04/Siren Tower- building/50th year -LED Display board/ Boring ECE lectures/ Suku / Solanki/ Eccentric B B pal / Masand Baba/ Hot Management Ma’am/Sadist DASH/ JS Roy -anti suku/8085/Goswami-unofficial project guide/Proxy detector/ Rajesh lal- Official project guide / Canteen/ Sharma Daba/ outer campus/ sports complex/Nescafe outlet/calligraphy on kannan's-worskop journal/BITOSTAV/ CPGA/T-1,T-2,T-3/Puru daba/ hostel 6/ATM- RSS/Mess- Allu Bhujiya/kuthira-sticky thing/sigma/Shibu-water elemental/Tv room-H6/ Anara gupta/PMC chowk/UCO bank- no ATM/
Vijay handa, Rohit-1st Sem pals/MG- immature thoughts/ Dr RIP Singh- BIT dispensary/ Njaan kurukkal/ Kutti Aunty/ Nair Uncle-Hottest day/Suku’s house- Maniac Hari/ nikki chettan/Diwali celebration -suku vitta vannam/ Vinay-first room mate/Vivek-nice guy-fast learner/Photo Soc member/Enigma-orginal CD-hari-ripped/Vivek's sony player/Harky- and his Jirakkum Angels/ kannan chettan-Cuticura- fantasised tedy/ ragging days/90 adikkal- Aao srimaan/hari’s AC ticket/Warcraft-DOTA /MVT- best porn collection/ Onam celebrations/Drunk HOD/ Bindu Ma'am/Nannakedinte thulabaaram/ Dhanbad Allepy/ Beef, KFC/Hari-Viny bet/thadiyan-infatuation-true love-kajole’s eyes- vankavedi Shweta / Tedy Vedi Bhosadi- Grewal /Vivek- loads of manga/Hari's bithday Bumps-video taken/ 3rd sem/High on weeds-Ginn/E mech/nithi th****- no tooth brushing/ Nagpur trip-varun-hari-tedy/Kumarakom trip-maramkayari hari/ harky -100 cm/TVM trip- ROBOT MAKING/ Sujit chettan-HUGE- Kala Kutha(brand)/study holidays-chai-sleep/ 46-hrs sleep/Shaili shekhar- phone call /Holi clelebration/ Luttapi Vivek-Dream/Vayinokki Varun- innerwear color sensor/ Mid Sems/ Juniors/ Mr break/ Aana vedi su****– Harky’s first love /JC- ManU Jerk/BOI-Apna haath jaganath /PONDY/ Bala/ Vivek’s Jhon Cena Act/ Microprocessor Lab/Unnayan -1st prize/Harky Doggy style performance/ AJAR-lucknow trip/ Dubey- ECE cricket team mate/ Vaibhav- 238/04-IIM K/ Ankit-bench mate-movie buff/ Rahul & Arjun Poly/ Cabbage Sabu Chettan/ Physics lab-mahto/ Mr break- Nishant/ Shyam- haky’s Fav Junior/Viveks’s -apology message/ Cheette kalli-28/ Manasa Manu/ Ullam Kaiyil Choru- Arjun chettan/Viju Chettan/ Bipin Chettan- Electronics man/Sreejith-Ramdoss-different/library/ DC++ /Football Tournament-we won/rohit,george ,jockey,vinu,nidhal-juniors/Aachanak ball bayanak six-we lost/Counter strike- charles used to play day in day out/6 -pointer/7- pointer/8 pointer- joke/nervous 1st day/ Look-Appeal talk-thadiyan/ and list its goes on and on ...... ..

... Tedy being intensely respectful to the messboy asking him, "chotu, bhujiya laayiye" and also” Shibu Bhujiya banke aao”


Declassified:
Hari's decunciatory criticism of kannan(after a ragging session) as mentioned in his personal diary- "Kannan oru '******** ' moan aakkunu" -written with solemn respect, like a good junior.

"kannante roominte adiyil nokkiya kaanam pattikal full time...ding ding"..

"meen vitta mannam "-harky

“unda pottikkunaa move from hari on tedy " - hari still says" I'm to find it" .

Vivek-"eda njaan chadilla , njaan chatthu povum...poda pattikale, enne kollan nokkalle " ( on top of 5C , juniors vellam adi party).

Uncensored Hari back again:

" Sho njaaan kulikkaan poyatha....vellathinu bhayngara thanuppu. Enikku deshyam vanu....haa njaan ******* adichu"

Classic- harky-
1."Eda Tedy, yethu naayinte monum oru divasam unde.Innu ente divasam aaneda." hehe
2."Njaan shannan aada shannan"
3. “Teen mein se mirchi daaliye“.. pavan parantha ondkuna aal..onnu njetti.
4." avan ente thanthakke vilicho , avane njaan sheri aakkum"

And 1st sem :Physics lab-"mahto"

Myth :
Pay Rs 10 to Mahto-lab assistant, he would do the DARK ROOM experiment (during practical exam)for you , & help you through.

REALITY:
He did not accept the money and I submitted a blank sheet , with only my name written (also I failed to observe some concentric RINGS on the lame apparatus....)

The "lambu- Bengali- Thrashed me", Jairath sir saved me with viva. I have enormous repect for him, so I can’t pen down indecent proposition about him (if at all any) or about his beautiful daughter. So putting it decently, PJ his daughter had high calorific value and was highly combustible.

Canteen, most happening place during Bitostav . We were 2k4.. malayali guys ..were mostly seen together...

"Oh Bhai ether ka cycle stand kither hai"- Jaison -junior (high on codes)

Everything looked as if it just happened yesterday.

Not digressing coming back..to Ginn.

Now, it’s great to know that he is out of Reliance & more importantly got into BHEL.

His life is settled and I thought now he should get married.

In the evening, he complied to my thought. Infact he was eager to get married.

We had a long talk, he told all about his experience in Reliance (mostly sad), but like the same Ginn i knew he laughed at all those sad incidents. He told me how he had stumbled upon BHEL exam and got through. I found tremendous happiness in his success.

And as I bid adieu to him, I said” hey 240/04 take care and 239/04 wishes you all the very best”.

See you dude when I see you.