Well, here comes my first blog post marriage... Oh! yes, for those who don't know, I got married on Feb 6th [God! I first wrote Feb 5th instead of 6th... Oh My Wife!! (read it as in Oh My Lord!!) I pray for forgiveness... Must you never read this post!!! :-)]. And with that things are 'finally' improving in my life... Looks like the 'lady luck' is working... Got a promotion in Dec' 09 (after 'She' came to my life), got an unressistable offer from one of a tech biggie on the day of 'Dastoor' (well, I turned that down due to relocation issues) AND JUST GOT A DOUBLE PROMOTION... 3 promotions in a span of 8 months !!! Man, is it a dream? I guess I beat that guy in 'Tum Bin'... lols...
Just one pour and years of drought seems to have ended !!! I m luving it !!!!
Monday, July 19, 2010
Thursday, November 26, 2009
y ???
♫ y days r longer.. y nights seem short... y travelling takes time… y distances perturb… y 1 has 2 work… y money cant be bought... y leaves r limited… y office means work… y often v land up whr v never wanted 2 b… y its alwys dificlt to get wht v desire so earnestly…
Sunday, June 28, 2009
a quick recap of last 2 months of my life...
It's been such a long time since I last wrote on my blog and so much has happened in my life during this time that I am finding it difficult to figure out where to start... Let's go in in a chronological order...
When everything in life was doing rounds in near perfect circle as if everything's rehearsed and perfected over ages to happen in the same way giving li'l scope of deviation from the routine, a fresh gust of air whiffed away the monotonousness of life and brought a much awaited news. News of my sis blessed with a baby girl (on 16th May) making me mama (uncle) for the fourth time (tally stands at 3 nieces and 1 nephew from 2 sis)... I went to my hometown (Jaipur) to meet my parents and sis and ofcourse my newly born niece (who was 8 days old when I first saw her) and spent a whole week enjoying with them... I cherish every moment I spent with my niece - holding her in my arms, watching her making strange faces, sleeping most of the times, crying or yawning rest of the times... What a life kids have man !! Oblivious of everything... Well, not everything actually... You put them on bed for one second and they will know the discomfort and start yelling :-)... You don't feed them on time they will start yelling again... And you just dare to give them a bath man and you'll know what decibels they are capable of going upto...
After a week's time of total enjoyment, I came back to Pune and back to the same shitty routine... Same home, same room, same furniture, same car, same office, same work, same people, same gym - everything's same. Nothing changed. Well, probably a week is too much for vacationing (my boss will say that) but too less to change anything significantly in life.
Life continued rolling, uneventful, progressing day by day, taking me along with it, till I came across yet another good news. No, not another baby this time :-) This time it was the news of my colleague and a great friend making into NMIMS, Mumbai. Actually, to admit, my selfish self felt bad initially bcuz that meant he will be leaving Pune but sooner my selfishness paved way to a much mature admittance of the fact that friends cannot be tied together at a place and friendship cannot be obnubilated by distances. He has now started his journey into the field of management and I wish him all the very best from the cleanest, purest corner of my heart...
Now, as to the most latest developments in my life, I have started wearing contact lenses - I think it is working good for a change. But not sure if I can really continue with them for long...
And now it's time for the breaking news, as recent as it could be, so fresh that it has still kept my room's floor wet, a perfect disaster that can greet you on a pleasant sunday morning, I woke up only to find my room inundated and my belongings that include my guitar (I don't know how to play it though), carton full of books, shoes, suitcase and laptop's charger completely soaked in the cold water gushing from kitchen's tap which was accidently left opened by some asshole flatmate of mine. And to add to my misery, my flatmates were all sleeping drunk leaving me no choice but to clean my room all by myself.
By the way, I forgot to tell you, I am now a "proud owner" of US L1 B Work Permit. Got it stamped before I left for my vacation. That was a terrible experience probably worthy of one or may be two blogs itself. Standing outside the US Consulate in a queue for around 2-3 hrs was painful. And now I think, what for ? A passport emblazoned with a US visa which I don't reckon will ever get a chance to see the US land atleast in the near future... Anyways...
Rest all's fine. Tomorrow is Monday and I am yet to prepare myself for yet another week of torturous encounters. Wish me luck !!!
When everything in life was doing rounds in near perfect circle as if everything's rehearsed and perfected over ages to happen in the same way giving li'l scope of deviation from the routine, a fresh gust of air whiffed away the monotonousness of life and brought a much awaited news. News of my sis blessed with a baby girl (on 16th May) making me mama (uncle) for the fourth time (tally stands at 3 nieces and 1 nephew from 2 sis)... I went to my hometown (Jaipur) to meet my parents and sis and ofcourse my newly born niece (who was 8 days old when I first saw her) and spent a whole week enjoying with them... I cherish every moment I spent with my niece - holding her in my arms, watching her making strange faces, sleeping most of the times, crying or yawning rest of the times... What a life kids have man !! Oblivious of everything... Well, not everything actually... You put them on bed for one second and they will know the discomfort and start yelling :-)... You don't feed them on time they will start yelling again... And you just dare to give them a bath man and you'll know what decibels they are capable of going upto...
After a week's time of total enjoyment, I came back to Pune and back to the same shitty routine... Same home, same room, same furniture, same car, same office, same work, same people, same gym - everything's same. Nothing changed. Well, probably a week is too much for vacationing (my boss will say that) but too less to change anything significantly in life.
Life continued rolling, uneventful, progressing day by day, taking me along with it, till I came across yet another good news. No, not another baby this time :-) This time it was the news of my colleague and a great friend making into NMIMS, Mumbai. Actually, to admit, my selfish self felt bad initially bcuz that meant he will be leaving Pune but sooner my selfishness paved way to a much mature admittance of the fact that friends cannot be tied together at a place and friendship cannot be obnubilated by distances. He has now started his journey into the field of management and I wish him all the very best from the cleanest, purest corner of my heart...
Now, as to the most latest developments in my life, I have started wearing contact lenses - I think it is working good for a change. But not sure if I can really continue with them for long...
And now it's time for the breaking news, as recent as it could be, so fresh that it has still kept my room's floor wet, a perfect disaster that can greet you on a pleasant sunday morning, I woke up only to find my room inundated and my belongings that include my guitar (I don't know how to play it though), carton full of books, shoes, suitcase and laptop's charger completely soaked in the cold water gushing from kitchen's tap which was accidently left opened by some asshole flatmate of mine. And to add to my misery, my flatmates were all sleeping drunk leaving me no choice but to clean my room all by myself.
By the way, I forgot to tell you, I am now a "proud owner" of US L1 B Work Permit. Got it stamped before I left for my vacation. That was a terrible experience probably worthy of one or may be two blogs itself. Standing outside the US Consulate in a queue for around 2-3 hrs was painful. And now I think, what for ? A passport emblazoned with a US visa which I don't reckon will ever get a chance to see the US land atleast in the near future... Anyways...
Rest all's fine. Tomorrow is Monday and I am yet to prepare myself for yet another week of torturous encounters. Wish me luck !!!
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
If
[This poem is one of my favourites...]
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream -- and not make dreams your master;
If you can think -- and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings -- nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run --
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And -- which is more -- you'll be a Man my son!
by: Rudyard Kipling (Nobel Laureate in Literature, 1905)
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream -- and not make dreams your master;
If you can think -- and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings -- nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run --
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And -- which is more -- you'll be a Man my son!
by: Rudyard Kipling (Nobel Laureate in Literature, 1905)
Sunday, May 3, 2009
In the Time of the Butterflies...
"In the Time of the Butterflies", I watched this movie a few days back on TV and ever since then I am so much inclined, and with each passing day getting more and more determined, to read the novel which the film was based upon. I really liked the movie and I am dead sure I'll like the novel even more. [I am just waiting to get done with my current novel first...]
Written by Julia Alvarez, the story revolves around Mirabal sisters, Patria, Minerva, Dedé, and María Teresa who stood against and fought for the freedom of their nation from Rafael Trujillo, dictator of Dominican Republic. The sisters chose butterfly as the symbol of their rebellion which signifies independence - the very thing they were fighting for. Thus, they became known as "the Butterflies" or "Las Mariposas".
[After being labelled as a spoilsport bcuz I disclosed the climax, I am removing the paragraph which had originaaly been here... Please contact me personally to get a copy of that paragraph :-)]
Disclaimer: The novel is based on real incidents but is a work of fiction and narrates the lives of the Mirabal sisters from the personal accounts of Dedé on what happened during that time.
Written by Julia Alvarez, the story revolves around Mirabal sisters, Patria, Minerva, Dedé, and María Teresa who stood against and fought for the freedom of their nation from Rafael Trujillo, dictator of Dominican Republic. The sisters chose butterfly as the symbol of their rebellion which signifies independence - the very thing they were fighting for. Thus, they became known as "the Butterflies" or "Las Mariposas".
[After being labelled as a spoilsport bcuz I disclosed the climax, I am removing the paragraph which had originaaly been here... Please contact me personally to get a copy of that paragraph :-)]
Disclaimer: The novel is based on real incidents but is a work of fiction and narrates the lives of the Mirabal sisters from the personal accounts of Dedé on what happened during that time.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
World can be such a nice place to live in...
I spent around 2-3 hrs. watching some of Russell Peters shows today and really it was so much of fun. The guy is simply brilliant with an awesome command on language and accents. The way he picks up incidents around him, especially the ones related to people and their habits, culture and nature, and the humor that thus originates due to differences in one’s sex, color, religion and origin brings up so much of light and healthy laughter that it is hard to believe that these jokes have their roots in something so hyped and tabooed to talk about in real day-to-day life.
And the fun part is to see all these different kinds of people coming together and sharing a laugh with each other without really caring or getting overly possessive or sentimental about what being said and about whom. People from varying ethnic groups laughing their heart out, enjoying themselves, having a lovely time and more importantly learning to laugh and being laughed at… It is such an overwhelming feeling to see something like that.
Seriously, this World can be such a nice place to live in if people start accepting things about and around them and learn to share laughs with others…
And the fun part is to see all these different kinds of people coming together and sharing a laugh with each other without really caring or getting overly possessive or sentimental about what being said and about whom. People from varying ethnic groups laughing their heart out, enjoying themselves, having a lovely time and more importantly learning to laugh and being laughed at… It is such an overwhelming feeling to see something like that.
Seriously, this World can be such a nice place to live in if people start accepting things about and around them and learn to share laughs with others…
Monday, April 13, 2009
That's all I've got...
I watched her walk past me today. I have always watched her walk past me. But today was different. I wore a naive smile, waved my hand and in a soft hushed tone said hi. And she replied with a smile to die for. For once it appeared everything has come to a standstill. I closed my eyes and waited for the feeling to sink in. Oh! God, I like her soooo much. I could have done anything for her. But I also know she can never be mine. I just have this one smile of her with me. That's all I've got...
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