Bye Pune :)

Alright...this has to be my quickest update till now....17 Aug 1:10pm ..last day in pune..tomm by this time i wud be sitting in delhi..i dunno wat to feel..these 6 months in pune werent easy for me but also changed me a lot...that guy who used to cry every night, has gotten transformed into someone who learnt to stay happy no matter what weird twists life gives him...and now he ll deal with all the shit in his life..he ll smile again..laugh freely...he ll move on..infact he already moved on..he ll no longer keeps thinking about one thing all the time...he knows now how to keep those troubled thoughts aside..he knows how its pointless to think about things which wont change for the better..he learnt to accept that certain things in his life dint work the way they should have...most of all he believes..his belief in god has become even stronger..he gives a damn to ppl around him ....he ll live life..every moment of it..we all hav one life n we should live it happily....and n he knows where his happiness is, so he is going back without thinking of any another thing.

wow...talking bout myself as third person is a lil weird! but its true if i should thank someone for totally changing my life, rebuilding it, its my parents who sent me here..i needed this badly..from the fucked up life that i led there..this was a total change n now i m more stronger n believe in myself.

but i am bit scared about how my life will be when i reach delhi....frends busy with their lives..most of all i cant figure out my own naukri scene....but i ll face these things strongly..though the one thing i am fearing most is going back to what i used to be before i came here..i dont want to be that guy..pune changed me ..and i want to take those changes with me...and most of all i m going back to my parents!!!to hoooooooooomee!!!to friends!!!i have missed my parents..my home..my friends!!! the part that ll always remains inside me..the most basic part..family frends and home...so i dont need to be so scared...

i was not happy in pune...but everything is the past now...i have learnt to be happy no matter what..i know i can deal with things ..i know things will be ok soon...so pune..with that note i guess i leave..n i ll not miss u pune hehe!!! i know a new life awaits me back there..and though things have changed but i promise myself i wont let it affect me..i wont loose myself to all my problems..ill be strong ..and i promise i wont loose the new me ever ever.i am not going back to what i was!!! the happiness in me is to stay forever!!!

Boyfrnd/Girlfrnd = Faltoo tension

A guy and a girl seated around a table. The guy pulls out a box of chocolates from his bag.

Scenario 1 -

Guy ( handing over the box to the girl ) – Hey , I got this for you , I guess you like chocolates.

Girl – Oh, Thank you ! I love them.

Girl thinks – Ueee ma, it would be fun eating all of these chocolates. Ek ek ko chaba daalungi.Calorie consciousness gayi tel lene

Scenario 2 -

Guy ( handing over the box to the girl ) – Hey , I got this for you , I guess you like chocolates.

Girl – Oh, Thank you ! I love them.

Girl thinks – Ueee ma , I am again accepting gifts from him , but over the last three weeks, he has been a little thanda. Since the time that new girl start speaking with him, he has not been in his normal self. See , even the chocolates he has gifted are Cadburys, why could not he gift me those Swiss ones….maybe he hates me now. Hell, I am so scared now, these chocolates look as tasty as a Dettol soap to me.

And it makes me appreciate a simple guy-gal frndship, rather than a girlfrnd-boyfrnd vali frndship. I mean , the “expectations/possession” ka funda sucks, when a girl is your girlfriend and not just a friend is one wierd issue , atleast with a ‘tension-nahi’ types insaan like me. I mean, I gifted her chocolates because she is a friend, and I wanted her to have fun gobbling them up, and thats it. And this kind of relation is so simple , natural and free of feelings and free of assumed expectations. But the moment a ‘proposal and acceptance’ takes place between a guy and a girl, things are transformed. Suddenly the girl, who was a friend till yesterday is a girlfriend.

Example se samjhata hun....Till last Sunday, Rahul (naam to suna hoga) and ummmm... Dia (Dia mirza nahi be) were classmates in college. Rahul called Dia his friend. Then Rahul proposed and Dia accepted. Now Rahul calls Dia “My girl”. I mean ,yeh “My girl” kya hota hai, yeh koi cycle hai, ki “my cycle” ?

Then if Dia decide to go out for a lunch with her ‘barso ka dost’ vineet, Rahul narrows his eyes and asks her “Tera koi chakkar hai kya uske saath?” and promises to throw export quality acid on her if the answer is yes.If Rahul does not send Dia a bunch of fresh roses on the anniversary of the day they first met in the college lab, Dia calls him up in the evening, says Hello, then some bla bla n ends up with “You are not the same, Rahul” followed by a slamming down of the phone. And Hanuman Jee na kare, if Dia goes out to shop and spots Rahul riding his bike with a pretty girl on the backseat, she will throw dangerously heavy things at Rahul till he shows her the birth certificate of that girl to prove that it was his sister, he was going to drop at her maths tution classes.

I mean, dekho jee, I have no experience of having a girlfriend, and considering my state of existence, I don’t think I will have girlfrnd vala experience in this life. But to my underdeveloped dimaag, a simple friendship is a very delightful relationship to have. Maybe all these complications between Rahul and Dia would not happen, and they will trust each other and that is very comforting and kaleje ko thanda karne wali thought. But I guess it is cool to let feelings grow naturally without the thing of “having to do it”. A true feeling needs no promise, and no promise can make an untrue feeling survive, so why promise and build expectations and lead to unfulfilled ones ?

You can yell “sour grapes, sour grapes” for me now. Infact, I am such a girlfriend-less guy, that even a forest of sour grapes may seem to be the reason behind my thinking. Maybe I am just too immature to handle all the responsibility and promises, a commitment demands. But in my opinion, one can be more easy, be a lot more frank, and a lot more natural with a girl who is just happy to see a box of chocolates instead of worried over some new girl with the colored hair.

In arms of sweetheart (hasina ki bahon main)

When I was a kid , having a girlfriend meant two things about the guy to me:

1. The guy ranks somewhere between actor and model on the looks index.
2. The guy ranks somewhere between Mukesh Ambani and Bill Gates on the financial standing index.

But now , not having a girlfriend says two things about the guy :

1. He is gay.
2. He is definitely gay.

I mean, I look around and see even guys in Tihar jail going around in the jail premises with the females from the ladies ward. Guys who aren't even close to respecting a woman have girlfriends . Even riksha-vala/sweeper/peon/sabji-vala has girlfriends. I guess most of the Indian guys in the age group of 16-30 have a girlfriend.(query - Can someone explain to me why having a girlfriend is termed "going around" ? Does it originate from the hindi films wherein hero and heroine spent countless hours running in circles around trees , bushes and water fountains ?). This boyfriend-girlfriend thing is like a toothbrush.You got to have one. See -
" Hi , I have brain cancer."
Thats ok , we all gonna die anyways.
"Hello , I lost my kidney."
Chill yaar, my uncle lost it too....he is of 80 now.
"Yaar, my house burned down last night."
Arre tension mat le yaar , these things happen.
"Hey , I dont have a girlfriend."
What ! Why did not you tell me about this ? Oh poor boy , everything will be fine.God can be real cruel sometimes...

And all this confuses me and poses a question - When everyone around me is "going around" , and I am single, and not a gay , why do I feel a girlfriend is a pretty ( or not-so-pretty) friend who eats up personal independence and hikes up phone bills ? To make things more clearer, let me imagine I have a girlfriend, whom I shall call xyz as a mark of respect to the Mathematics. Now let me see how 'going around' with xyz can affect my life.

1.xyz calls me up and finds my number to be busy .And even though the pre recorded Airtel voice says "The number you are trying to call is currently busy . Please try later" , xyz hears " The guy you are trying to call up is highly cheap. He is talking to some other girl right now and is expressing his undying love to her. He may claim he was talking to his mother. Dont trust him."
Soon after I disconnect the call to mummy , xyz calls me up and before I can say a hello, yells a "Go to Hell ! And take that girl along with you !" The sign of insecurity of xyz.

2.So its first date of me and xyz and she expects a gift . It's not just a gift , but a sweet 'nishani' which carries the memories of that lovely day , as girls says. So I go over to the Archies gallery and look at some stuff to give as a gift. After a couple of hours , I finally buy a gift which costs me more than the price of an island in the maldives :(. sign of demands/requests/expects of xyz.

3.The phone rings .

Me : "hello ?"
xyz : "Sniff..... Sniff."
Me : "Abbe kaun hai ? agle saal bolega kya ?".
xyz : " Sniff . It's me , xyz. Sniff.".
Me : " Oh ok . You have a cold ?"
xyz : "I am....crying....."(with some expectation of some caring words from me)
Me : "Oh . It sounded just like a running nose though.U know what, I saw movie yesterday.The movie got so boring towards the end ,even the chairs wanted to leave the hall ha ha ha."
xyz : " You will never understand...sniff...sniff...i m crying n u talking all this shit....go 2 hell."
Me: ?????????????.

The Sign of emotional intelligence and understanding a xyz needs from me .

4.Me and xyz at the Pizza Hut. While trying to balance a pizza slice, on its journey from the tray to my mouth, a particularly big onion piece slides off and lands on the table.

xyz :" Chee.Theek se kha na. Table manners ! You are disgusting".

While in my single days I could eat anything in any way now I need to take care with great manners ki dukaan. The sign of silly changes a xyz demands from me.

5.
Frnd: oye kal chal rha hai kya movie dekhne?
Me: nahi yaar, xyz k sath jana hai kal.
Frnd: parso chal le ?
Me: parso 4 baje k baad ho payega, uus se phele xyz k sath hun sara din.
Frnd: sunday chalen?
Me: yaar sunday ko xyz ka ek kaam hai, vo karvana hai, tum hi chale jaaoo.
Frnd: saale tujhe to phn hi nahi karna aaj k baad, xyz ka hi ho gaya hai tu to.

The sign of "snatching freedom and frnds".

About xyz, I have around 200 more points I can write against her. But still, saara zamaana, girlfriends ka deewana, so there must be something good about xyz. Just that I don't see it.As for the post title , it was just to keep you perverted minds, reading till the end . Main jaanta tha aisa subject title dekh kar tum padoge zaroor. Sudhar jao yar, Umar ka to lihaaz karo apni :p

Tanhayeeeeeeee Tanhayeeeeeeeee

Abhi kuch der pehle , as I was thinking to write some tips for my IT guys, on - "How to spend time when u r on bench" , one of my old friend buzzed me on Gtalk. Now , when I say old , it does not mean that he was born before the steam engine was invented , but I had not talked to him over the last atleast three years. So overcome by jazbaat and emotions , we talked about old school days , the teachers , some current haal chaal and other such heart warming issues ( A lot of issues and topics have been beeped out . Bahu betiyan bhee padti hai na yeh blog :P).Then he asked me for my cel no. and then he called me. We talked for about forty minutes . I could have talked more but then his dad is not yet into smuggling charas/brown sugar/garam masala and he very clearly said "Chal saale.Ab fone rakhne de.Isse jyada baat kari tho papa meri khaal utaar ke bech denge." Not very pleased with the thought of my friend's skin being sold in some market with a stallwaala yelling "Indian khaal Indian Khaal , sirf teen rupye per square metre", I agreed.

But long after I kept down the phone , one question which he casually asked to me during the conversation, kept goonjing (self invented word) in my ears - " Yaar Anuj , tera jaisa banda vahan reh kaise sakta hain ? Tujhe dekh kar tho lagta hai jaise tune paida hote hee nurse se gappe maarna shuru kar dia tha..tu rehta kaise hai pune mein ?" Now , the guy does have a point . Aaj main kasam khaake admit karta hoon that it has not been an easy time for me in pune over the last six months ( Ek tho yeh six months bada hee khatarnaak time frame hota hai, sunte hee mind mein college k semester ki awaaz aane lagti hain).

I have been staying in an ajnabee shehar , in a land where I am thousands of miles away from a single soul who actually cares , in a place where I am no more than a north indian . And all this has taught me one thing , it is this - Do not take the 'saath' of your family for granted . Yeh jo aapke mummy , papa , bhai , behan hai na , inn logo ka saath ek saaye ki tarah hota hai, jiska ehsaas tabhi hota hai jab aap dhoop mein nikalte hain (wha wha kya line likhi hai , jeeyo anuj jeeyo).For many of you , it would be so normal to hear your mother calling for you with a "Aao beta , khaana kha lo" . It would be so normal to watch a cricket game on the TV with your dad sitting besides you .

But all this seems as precious as World bank locker ka password, once you move away from home. Beta door yahan vada-paav aur bhel-puri ke desh mein jab office se wapas aaoge , when no one will be around to care if you are seven minutes away from dying a maut due to starvation , when you have to watch TV without ur family, then you realise what a family means .So while you are with your family , cherish every moment like, walk into the kitchen and try to pick up a hot parantha while your mommy scolds "kuute ! Thanda tho hone de !" . Watching TV with your family. Fight with your brother/sister over silly topic (Mere case main nahi coz main to ek loota vaaris hun puri jayedat ka :P). Because kya pata , kal ho na ho. (oye hoye ,post main senti touch dalne main to im xxxxtremly gud.)

But some good things have also popped out of this tanhayi tanhayi ki mp3 which has been playing in my life over the last six months . Umm..like I have learnt to be comfortable with myself. I can spend 120 years in a dark locked up room all alone now, although the company of any girl would not be a problem . I can proudly claim to be a man who can prepare tea , bread-jam sandwiches and a thick brown liquid which I call coffee . And I have learnt to eat lot of stuff which is called "hari sabjiyan (ghiya/tinda/tori....)" which looks more like Fried Ostrich balls (Eyeballs, ganda hi sochoge) floating in the blood, so mummy aab se aapko mere liye alag se kuch banana nahi padegaa and And I have ironed enough shirts, tshirts, trousers, jeans and other chote chote kapde, to feel proud of myself :P . I have also learnt to wash clothes n clean dishes. So with all these qualities i can say that i m the male version of a sundar , susheel and tikau bhartiya wife . And my marathi vocabulary has grown to a healthy four words now ( One of them is an abusive word . Self defence ke liye collection mein rakha hain ) . So, I can actually hold a conversation with a marathi for a minimum of seven seconds using my highly developed sign language skills and hmmm... andd... bas. Anyway, thanks 4 reading all my bakwaas jo main khali beethe likhta rheta hun.

Kya aap patla dikhna chate hain ?

First of all i begin with this, which i hope everyone of u have heard in those Tele brands ads featuring angrej log, u get to see at weird hours - "Main bahut motaaa thaaaa....! Mere dost mujhe bahut chidaate theeee....! Tabhi mere ek dost ne mujhe is product k baare main bataya, meri maniye ye bahut hi kifayati hai" (ohh... really ? first tell me how come u able to speak such a ramayan/mahabharat type hindi ??????)......."ye bahut hi aasan hai, bas is belt ko bandhiye or kuch der main hi farak dekhiye" oo yeeee !! this ad is not only about getting slim but also it makes u 20 yrs younger. u dont believe me ? see those girls carefully in ad or farak dekhiye....." Aur doston aabhi order karne pe aapko iske saath milti hain free yoga cds"...suna doston!! Go n grab it now!!!hahahaha!Gawddd......."aaaj ki duniya ka sach hai slim dikhna! or slim dikhne ka sach hai saralata! or saralata ka sach hai ye belt!!!" Watttt crap!!! ......."Toh der mat kariye,apne sapno ko sakar karne ke liye abhi order karen!"yeah guys!!What are you waiting for, order now!! With so many numbers flashing on the tv screen you cant even make out which one to call! ok these guys targeting either old people or poor people..but dude doesnt he know! poor people cant even afford your stupid belt!

Tele brands should be banned! Worst thing is that..they sprouted up on almost every channel n take up more than 5-10 minutes of the time slots. Weird female voice ..numbers flashing on the screen..silly people narrating even sillier experiences..take a break man!! And now our indian ad makers also start all this to cash in on people's inbuilt desire for money & beauty through C grade TV serial celebrities. Worst of them all is "SLIM SAUNA BELT" n it's range of same product under different names for every channel..(especially ZEE network) featuring blondes saying "Kya aap bhi aise flat abs chahte hain..? kya motaape ne aapke jeevan ko narak banaya hua hai? kya aap vo bikini pehn-na chahti hain par pahan nahi paati..?" hahaha....

But i also beat my brain sometime back (jab main bahut motaaa thaaa... haha) for what i should do to reduce my weight.Because i already tried gyming, exercising and also made lots of promises to myself like for jogging and dieting but my laziness and hunger was so endless desert that it actually stoped me doing all this.what can I do about it? Daily sun rays gleamed through my window and shouted at me: "Wake up you lazy bum, it's a brand new day! Go for a jogging now & start ur dieting today" but daily i kept all my promises behind and disobeyed it.so how i lost my fat, wondering ????? ok! now for all those who want to lose weight, here are some tips from me but these tips are for those only, who weigh more than there refrigerator hahahaha...:-

1. Want to look slim ? - hang out with fat guys.
2. Eat your food while staring into a mirror.... totally naked!
3. When eating donuts - only eat the center part and in case of burger throw out the center part.
4. Weigh yourself with only one foot on the scale and try to defy gravity.
5. Start eating your food with chopsticks.
6. Instead of carrying your laptop around - start carrying your desktop PC.
7. Attach Full-Length Mirror to your Refrigerator door.
8. Remove wheels from your grocery cart while shopping.
9. Use Superglue as Lip Gloss.
10. Don't burn off fat with a candle.... a blow torch will work quicker.
11. Running to the refrigerator is not considered as an exercise.
12. Start thinking that eating is sin.

I know that u ll not follow these tips so now i tell u the most important one - Do B.tech, leave ur home for ur job and come to bnglore/pune/chennei (plz select the lowest paying job if u hav options :P). Here u ll hav 2 options, either start eating the food available here (local dishes) or GO TO HELL. I m sure soon u ll start missing ur home (this includes ghar k paranthe/roti, ghar ki sabji, fruits, chole bhature, chat/tikki stuff, and all that jo mummy jabardasti khilati thi, that huge amount of Butter melting right on top of a hot Parantha .I challenge u all, show me a Parantha without Butter at my home, and I ll show you a Camel who can play Golf. I mean , aisa lagta tha makkhan hee serve kiya hai, galti se neeche ek parantha dab gaya.) and then u ll start planing to go back home leaving all this, and in this tension u ll forget to take ur meals.so guys do B.tech , leave ur home and u ll watch ur waist goes tiny and figure goes thin, it's going to be at last nice and slim. ohhh... ye to rhyming ho gaya ( i was a poet and i dont even know it), hmmm.... poetry k baare main bhi sochna padega, one more art in me lol hehe.But one thing is for sure, I'm not going back to the prantha-grab-run routine, which I have been sporting since I can remember myself.

Experiencing death

Have you ever felt what it feels like when you know you are going to die in the next few minutes? When you realize the next few minutes will be the last of your life? When you know you are meeting death and you are completely helpless? I am sure you haven't.And I really pray that you dont have to ever.Because what I experienced on 15th July 2009, I wont ever forget in my entire life.I thought it was all over,that I was going to die in the next few minutes.

15th July 2009 - I was coming back very late (11'O clock) from my office .As it was already 11, so transportation was not so gud at such a time in Pune and now i put icing on the cake....it was also raining :P hehe. One of my office colleague dropped me half the way to my flat, from where i have to walk towards nearby bus terminal which was about 1km away.As i was walking on the pavement, three drunk men approached me, one pointed a knife at me, another held me by collar and asked me something in marathi, i told them that i dont know marathi and then one of them asked “jo kuch bhi hai nikal jaldi”. Not having any another option i took out my wallet and hand it over to them. I was scared bcoz i knew some incidents happened in Pune where people have been killed even after having handed over everything to such thugs. They took out 600 bucks from it and asked me - "ghadi(watch) or mobile nikal.....aur paise nahi hain kya?".All of a sudden the three started looking back and started speaking amongst themselves in Marathi. As i looked back, i saw 4 persons were coming towards our side. By this time, they withdrew their stronghold on me. I was out of my mind , completely blank, dont know what to do now. As I came out of the shock i just pray to the God for my life n for the step which i was taking, to took advantage of the situation. I grabbed my wallet from that thief, pushed the one on my right strongly and then ran for my life. I ran for abt 1Km without looking back. While running, different thoughts starts coming to my mind bcoz i know that now if they able to catch me then i m gone, they ll not gonna leave me. Pictures of all those who r close to me start coming in front of me and than tears welled up in my eyes. The feeling that what ll happen to my parents if I die today was the worst feeling in my life ever. And then I thought of all my closed ones.All my friends whom I love so much. I really cant explain the feeling. I want each n everyone of them in those pictures to appear suddenly in front of me bcoz I wanna hug them and just wanted them to know that how much I luv u guys before I die. I dont ever want to leave you people without ever telling you how special you all are to me. Soon i saw one check post,i entered it and saw 3-4 policemen drinking. I told them about this, they said let’s go and find them.But till than there was no sign of them. Then I asked the policemen to accompany me back home, and so they did.

I was so near to death.Experiencing death come so close to me was terrifying. That incident make me realize that I love my life! There's barely anything that I have seen till now, there's so much I still wanna see, so much I still wanna live,so many people I am yet to meet,so many adventures I am yet to experience.I didnt want to die so soon.And I didnt want to die without telling my luved ones how much i love them and adore them. How much they mean to me. And as I write this tears again well up in my eyes. You never know whats gonna happen the next moment. You might just die the next moment. It happened with me it could have happend with anybody.So pls pls pls do tell all the people you love how special they are to you,what difference they have made in your life.Dont wait,just do it today because the next moment may never come.I used to read stuff like this in forwaded emails,but now that I have exprienced the next moment "not existing" I can actually understand it (kuch jayada senti nahi maar di maine ? I m sure u all will wet ur sofa with ur tears and cry out “Ab bass bhee kar , aur kitna rulayega” hehe :P).

So from there i move on..to a new tommorow, to a new day, to a new sunrise (But yaar saala Pune main sunrise hi nahi hota due to rain & clouds hehe :P ) and lastly I want to thank god for giving me life again,for telling me how precious it is,for making me value it much more than what I used to earlier.

Delhi i miss u

4th july,2009 ..... was the day when i went to delhi n today i want to share every emotion that was there in my mind when i was sitting in the plane – “so my plane reached Delhi Airport at 9’o clock in the morning.The pilot announced that the parking space has been occupied so we‘ll take 5-10 minutes and I want to write every emotion I am feeling at that moment.Gawwwwwd!!!I have missed Delhi!!Sooooooo much!!I cant wait to get down!! When I saw Delhi from up there in the plane, minutes before we landed, there was huge smile on my face ,its true! you don’t realize what you have been missing till you get it. I was trying to guess which one was the ring road from above.The road I used to take to travel everyday to college..Wow..its been 3 months..n it feels like ages.I was just dyyyyyyyyying to meet my parents and friends. I counted hours and minutes...oh btw flight was awesome. That’s what I felt while waiting to get off the plane as it landed on the Delhi airport.so here I am back in delhi and there truly is no place like home.And then I was obviously tuned back to old Anuj mode hehe...and thats exactly what I want myself to be forever..I cant imagine being so happy anywhere else as I am in Delhi..I have lived here for as long as I can remember.

Things that i miss n lov abt Delhi :

1.Delhi Roads : I have driven on that roads for yrs while going from one end of the city to the other end n theres nothing better on this earth then driving on Delhi roads.


2.The shor sharaba : Compared to the peace, I prefer delhi ka shor sharaba..honking on the roads unnecessarily, punjabi people chit-chattering away, the subziwaala shouting, cars blasting music at full volume..yes I luv the shor sharaba that delhi has.


3.Hot punjabi kudiyan : who wrote this on my blog ? :P

4.Chole bhature, tikki/chat at BTW, momos, paranthe, Kaventers, chole kulche, seekh kabab, butter/tandoori chicken yummmyyyy.......mummyyyyyyyyyyy :(

5.Delhi Metro


6.Delhi university / C.P. / Bungalow road / Rajouri Garden n list goes on....


Thats all I can think of right now..I would love to have your additions to the list!!I guess my love for Delhi is amply reflected in this post and I truly can love no city in the world like I love Delhi! I hope all those who r not currently in Delhi’ll also feel the same.

Pune di khabraan....

Alrite the punjabi in the title is intentional....coz i m so bloody fucked up wid all the marathi i get to hear all the time.... workplace.. buses... tv radio.... hoardings... autowallas.... shopkeepers (ohhh marathi..marathi..marathi tumhari ##%@#$^%$#). And u know when u end up feeling really dumb??? when there is some conversation or meeting going on n its in marathi and more disgusting when they talking abt u!! and ur mind goes with big question mark felling .I m seriously going to buy some translation book to understand all the "barobar" ,"sarke pude" and "thamba" i get to hear all the time! what crap!!! Moreover u have to start eating all those ghiya/tinda/tori stuff which u never even touched in ur past life.ohh n how can i forget bhelpuri,vada paav, misal paav,sev paav ....paav paav paav paav.....(ooo gaaawwd bula le mujhe bula le, uuper nahi delhi bula le). Or han one more dish called "kachi dabeli", its kachi(raw) not wat that u r thinking :P but thats wat i was also wondering in beginning bcoz they write everything in hindi here n in hindi u ll read it same wat u r thinking of. And just due to this i never eat this bcoz my mind was also puzzled with - "how to pronounce it ???".

yeah so i m in pune..the city of students and IT guys..literally...time here stops for me...no fun in office and no fun at flat....no fun in life...completely friendless (if thats not a word than assume that i invented it). I wont say i m loving my life here...n i wud definately be lying if i say i dont miss delhi, my parents n most of all my frends! ppl i miss u tons!

Enter the corporate world...discuss the day,news,work,code during lunches...sit on a seat n work 10-9..stay hush hush..dun trust anyone...wheres the fun part of life gone??? me wants college back! me wants the masti back!! most of all me wants my dost log back!!! hmm so thats about "wass up" of my life ...shud i complain?? isnt this all tht i wanted??? the boring life void of any twists and fun.

some months back when i was unemployed n got this job here then i was lukin at it frm different angle, i was thankful for my job (ohhh.....work culture is awesome.....a new change....and obviously the money hehe.... about living alone hmm definately makes u stronger.....makes u learn so many things.....also boredom can be so beneficial...to be bored is to stop reacting to the external world and to explore the internal one) but now all these fellings are vanished. when you dont really hav anyone, u realize one thing in life and that is u got to know abt all those persons who r important and close to you in ur life because u start missing them and vice versa coz they also start missing u. so thts how it is for me these days..n i wont say i m freaking happy.Theres lots more i want to write abt pune as a city...abt ppl here...but again im so not in mood! I miss every single thing abt my life in delhi....i really really really do! :(

And dont u all dare to write all these comments after reading this :-
we all r in same position so dont worry.......chill maar n hav fun.......thats the way life goes......Kuch Paane k liye kuch khona padta hai :P.......find some good frends......keep urself busy.......mast ho jayega thode time mein......bas 2-3 month ki or baat hai,recession khatam ho rha hai. :P :P :P

Give & u ll receive

It was 31st July 2009, i was on my way to have dinner, thinking that whether i should go for the Rs. 45 meal (non-veg) or the Rs. 30 one (veg), because i didnt have enough money with myself as it was the last day of the month.Things were bad — really bad. With a heavy heart and fifty rupees in my pocket, I was on my way to the student's mess to have my dinner. As I came to a traffic light on my way, I noticed on my right a poor young man, his wife and a child, sitting on the grass near the road.I stood there for a moment and watched them.

The man held up a tiffin box in his hand. The woman stood next to him. She just stared at the cars stopped at the red light. The child, probably about two years old, sat on the grass holding a one-armed doll.And then, the man opened that tiffen box. I saw just 2 pieces of bread in it and nothing else except their poor faces.I noticed all this untill the traffic cleared. I wanted so desperately to give them a few bucks, but if I would have done that, there wouldn’t be enough left for my dinner and milk which one of my roommate had asked me to bring.As i moved ahead to cross the road, I took one last glance at the three of them and the feeling of both guilt (for not helping them) and sadness (because I didn’t have enough money to share with them) overcame me.

As I kept walking, I couldn’t get the picture of the three of them out of my mind. The sad, haunting eyes of the young man and his family stayed with me for about a mile. I couldn't take it any longer. I felt their pain and had to do something about it. I turned around and walked back to where I had last seen them.I moved close to them and handed the man thirty out of fifty rupees that I had. There were tears in his eyes as he thanked me. I smiled and walked towards the market to find something else that would be cheaper and fulfill my hunger.I went to the market, still thinking about the whole incident, yet feeling good about what I had done. As I stepped into the market, my foot slid on something on the pavement. There by my feet was a 100 rupee note. I just couldn’t believe it. I looked all around, picked it up with awe, went into the mess and had my dinner (Rs45 meal hehe) and purchased not only milk for my roommate, but also for myself.

I ll never forget this incident. This will always remind me that the universe was strange and mysterious. It confirmed my belief that you could never out to give the universe. I gave away thirty rupees and got hundred in return. On my way back from the market, i came back to that hungry family and gave fifty more rupees to them which were remaining with me.This incident is one of many happiest moment that have occurred in my life. It seems that the more we give, the more we get. It is, perhaps, one of those saying which goes like, “If you want to receive, you must first give.”

Most of the times, we think that we don’t have anything to give. Yet, if we look more closely, we’ll see that even the little we have could be shared with others. Let us not wait for a time when we think we’ll have lots and then we’ll give. By giving and sharing the little we have, we open up our heart to this universe and permit lots of blessings to come our way.

So just honestly try to give and you’ll be surprised at the results. May be, the returns do not come back instantly but it will come back later when you will not be expecting it.But be assured of this: Give and you will receive and you’ll receive lots more than you ever gave.And when you give, don’t do it with a heart of fear, but with a heart full of gratitude. You will be amazed at how it all works out.Open the gates of your heart in your life by giving a bit of what you have to those in need.

Challenging Myself

I find that I am not satisfied exactly with how skilled (or rather unskilled) as a person I am at this point.Because whenever i see some art or talent in someone else, i try to bring that art in me (already tried my hands in sketching, guitar, sports and acting which i use in playing pranks and i think i am good in it :P).so what I am going to do now is to challenge myself with new art (writing this time) in order to hopefully make me a more skillful person. I am going to pick any topic that comes to my mind and try to write as much material (humorous) as I can about it.I am not sure if this will be enjoyable for you to read, but i would post each topic on my blog to see what you think. I hope this will improve my ability to be relative, notice small details, and think things out. Which will in turn make me a better writer. Hope you enjoy what i write in the future.

Hi everybuddy

Hi everybuddy.... ohh sorry, it should be Hello World! (I m an IT guy so in our life "Hello World!" should traditionally the first thing to do with any new beginning). So....

class myfirstpost

{
  public static void main(String args[])
  {
     System.out.println("Hello World!");
  }
}

Welcome to the very last post in this blog - at least if you're reading the posts in reverse-chronological order the way they're presented by default. Silly, eh?

This blog is all about how I feel , my confessions , memories and what is going on around me. And later when I'm older I want to remember it. But I'm not so gud in writing and too uncreative to think of anything good. I want it short, simple yet very catchy. Please help me with my mistakes (but dont write it as comment otherwise everyone will know about that :P) and be more creative than me in replying :)