A welcome change!

Two words to describe this last weekend.

Awesomely Terrific!!

I doubt if that usage is correct..but you get the drift..

Occasion : Reunion (After 3 years) + A dear friend’s Wedding.

Members : Jay, Dolly, Swati (All Pune), Riddhima, Sameer, Piyush (All Nagpur) and yours truly.

Place of visit : Raipur (Central India)

We started off on the right foot when our long pending train tickets got confirmed. Thanks papa (Ya, he is a railway man). The mood was upbeat but just as we were readying to sleep for the overnight journey, there was a bomb scare on the train. We had to alight at an obscure station for police checks and it was not before an hour that the train was let go. It turned out to a be hoax.

Anyway, we reached Raipur by around noon next day and were welcomed by Piyush who had already reached there with the Nagpur gang. We headed straightaway to the hotel to freshen up. Since this was the first south Indian wedding that we were attending, we did not want to miss a single from the innumerable ceremonies that any Indian wedding can boast of.

Most of them weren’t as long as we had expected and it was interesting to know the reason and the procedure with which they were conducted by two pot bellied pandits (priests). All in all it was a great experience to witness a friend getting married and starting a new life with new goals and priorities. The bidai (when the bride takes off with the groom) was obviously tearful.

All said and done, i can assure one thing that all of us returned back with a new perspective towards life. Things change and some day or the other we have to accept them. For me, this fits to the ‘T’. Okay..no more philosophy…

BTW we gifted her a dazzling pair of diamond ear rings!

We returned to Nagpur where all of us had a gala time at this new pub (Sameer’s recommendation). We did not realise how many pints we had gulped down amidst poor and very poor jokes, leg pulling and sharing nostalgia when Swati announced that it was time to go!

The journey back to Pune was uneventful (except for a very irritating Sardarji who did not let us sleep. ).

Monday blues!!@#$% Arggh!

Miss you all buddies.

The Push

That’s it!

Is that all you’ve got? C’mon two more….

I can’t.

Arrrgh…hmmph.Yeaaaah!

My inhaler!?

Out of the window!

Clang!

I need a bath…

Abs tomorrow, 7AM!

Yeah Yeah!, …coach.

 

The Parting

They did not know

where their destinies led them

 For they did not care,

And then they parted.

 

They made a promise

A long time ago

To remain unseparable

And then they parted.

 

They feared one thing

that could not be endured

Threads, interwoven

And then they parted.

 

They met, those two hours

Every single moment

was etched, forever

And then they parted.

 

They saw the skies,

So clear.

He wished to go beyond

and keep the promise.

CRASH!

And then they united, till eternity.

 

 

Naak ke baal and izzat ke faloodey : 2 questions

1. What according to you should be more important: Individualism or Sacrifice for the family and society?

2. Is being born as a girl still a road block for making one’s own decisions?

I would love to hear from you and considering the traffic on my blog is not much, i would want each one of you who reaches this page to comment on atleast one question.
Thanks.

Just Down

Well does life get any better
more yesterday than today
How I thought the sun would shine tommorow
But it rained…

The Buzz

He lifted his face from the gush of water from the spout of the tap.

He looked at himself in the broken mirror. The mirror added to the truth of his life.

He wiped his face with his sleeve and sat down on the commode.

He looked outside the bathroom ventilator where a pigeon family had just started to build a nest.

He rose up and felt disgruntled with himself, he just had a demonic thought in his mind.

He flushed for no reason. He liked sound…the draining away of stuff that was shit out.

He twisted the knob.

He took a step that was already cemented.

He grew tense.

He stood and looked around.

He turned back and grabbed a towel, rolled it, dug his teeth into it and stopped himself from screaming.

He cried out a name.

He pressed his hands against the platform and snorted the last few grammes.

Solace.

Just a love bite…

Admiration and love are two different things…

Puh-lease…

No really…you never really understand what I  try to say..ALL THE TIME!!

Yeah right! Who would? When your ‘lover’ tells you about a new girl from school or college who he used to ‘admire’…ALL THE TIME!!

But…

What do you want to prove…am i not good enough for you? Do you long to see them in me??

See you are just making a building out of a brick..

I am sick of these girls…and that was not the  right idiom…

See…even you know that you did it…hehe

Shut up…dont piss me any more…

Ok..lets go for an ice cream..?

Not helping…

A coffee?

This neither…

A drink..will that be fine?

Its 10 o’ clock in the morning…

Is it…?????

Lets get dressed…

Nooooooooo…come to me  baby…

Oh! that smile reminds me of  Tanya…did i tell you about her???

YOU ARE A DEAD MAN!!!!!

Crib and Crucible

First of all i should kill myself for being so untrue to the promise i made to myself…WRITE REGULARLY…

Work is brow deep and i write this as the display at the bottom right corner of my screen changes from PM(Pagal Mind) to AM(Aur bhi pagal mind)…please forgive my lame jokes…i know u’ll understand…Oh yes i forgot to mention..I am STILL in office…

Finished a book that i wanted to read from so long…IN THE BUS…you see thats the only time i am not working or sleeping…but nowadays i catch up on my sleep in the bus itself…

Last weekend i managed to find time from work and took part in the corporate business quiz , Tata Crucible…we finished 7th in the Prelims out  of a 100 odd teams…missed the stage spot by a whisker… me and ankit were kicking our asses (and each other’s) to have got some sitters incorrect…Brand Equity!  Here we come!!!!

PS : What a 50th post!

My Preet and Preeti

A few days back I had commented on a question on Preeti Shenoy’s blog  where she had promised to send  hand made greeting cards to those whose comments she would like…I was one of the lucky people who managed to win it.

Preeti is a well known face in the Indian Blogosphere and is loved by all her readers. And it feels great to be mentioned in one of her posts.

 Coming to the part before the conjunction in the title of this post, my love interest played a vital role in getting me that card which now obviously belongs to both of us…I will be checking my letter box everyday now

Saanf paani, No pareshaani

I have’nt mentioned about my bow-not-so-well movements moments for the past few months, have I? Tonics, Capsules, Churans all gulped and passed, down the drain…not to mention, money.

Mornings were’nt as happy and a good night’s sleep was always interrupted.

Mummy had started her pravachan, so did my girlfriend. I know you care gals  :*

All i had to do was a  root cause analysis of the problem:

1. Timings of the opening of the floodgates.

2. Frequency: That is confidential.

3.  Ingestion habits. Bye Bye Vada Pav.

4.  Exercise :  Gotta clean my sport shoes…Ahem.

Enough.

Then i figured out that the water supply that the ever caring Pune Municipal Corporation had been catering was the reason behind the tummy trouble and the one between my behinds.

Introducing my alimentary canal’s best friend, PureIt. :

BTW, sorry for the literal CRAP.