Weird !

I stole the key of Nano's new bike, Karizma from his room when we was sleeping. I had to because I always wished to have a ride on that and Nano never allows anyone apart from himself to drive the bike. I ran downstairs and found a black Karizma next to the gate resting on its side stand, showing hell lot of attitude. The flashy graphics made it look like a powerful sport's bike. I plugged in the key and vrooooom. The place is full of up and down slopes. I rode like a star in first downslope showing off the sexy looks of the bike but what the hell did I discover when I reached the upslope next ! I felt my legs are putting immense efforts to drive up. I looked down to find the reason. I was pedalling !! The bike turned into a jammed cycle and that too when its upslope. I did not wish to continue the ride and turned back so that I feel comfort driving that fucked up two wheeler in a downslope. I folded my hands over the handle and put the head on them. Hallucinations all around, weird visualization just like the ones we see in a media player. The cycle is running on its own and I am virtually asleep. Suddenly I woke up that too virtually with a scream that I have finally found the solution to the problem Lahoti and I have been crushing our brains for the past 2 months. I decided to hault at 9 to give him the good news. What then..another realization which was far more scary and weird. I found my dear mom sitting behind me ! So changed the plan to moving back to the hostel. When I started from the hostel, the place was silent with a few people including some hot sizzling girls. I guess it hardly took me a couple of minutes to come back. But the scene was entirely changed ! My mom wanted to buy me some custard apple from the crowdy fruit market at the same place which a minute ago was quite and pleasant. I came out of the parking place and turned back to see if the cycle is placed properly. I didn't find any cycle because I parked a red pulsar over there. I entered in the mid of the conversation between my mom and the fruit seller who was an old lady but looked like a witch with the broom resting next to her. 69 grams for Rs.22, that's what she said and instead of packing the fruits in a carry bag, she started to put herself in a jute sack. My mom became uncomfortable with her face giving an indication that she wanted to vomit. I don't know if it's the unreasonable cost or the strange standard of measurement that caused her inconvenience. It was really worrying to see my mother. Someone started banging on the wooden door next to the place where I was standing. The guy was screaming just like the one in a horror movie when an ugly ghost approaches him and all the ways to escape out are closed. I walk towards the gate to help him. I find abhinav asking to wake up for the morning class !!
All was so wierd that even I got amazed when I recalled everything and the strangest thing is that it's for the first time that I am able to recall my complete dream !

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Nature's masterpiece !

She was absolutely stunning ! When I first saw her in the mess, she seemed to be some normal girl. Only the outfit was a lil strange but it somehow added a sensual essence to her beauty. She was wearing a black saaree. The color was just fair, height was average, can't say much about the curves because she had the traditional armour which hides everything. I don't know why she pulled me so much towards her. What was the unexplored thing that managed to gather the attention of a hell big crowd? I found a surprise in every eyes I saw. Everyone was trying to see her again and again. I felt like I have found something which I used to imagine in my dreams.

             We sat on the same table with some chairs in between. She was the first to sit and so it gave me a chance to pick a place which gives me the best view of nature's flawless creation. But that could have turned dangerous cuz she was with a tall strong built guy. Resisting her was just impossible for me. I partially turned my head and then my eyes to get her side face. The moment I turn back I just could not control to speak about her to all my friends sitting with me on the table and doing the same thing. Then again I wish to see her just to confirm that I have not missed anything.This cycle continued but unfortunately her diet was so low that she left the table so early.  In the last moments, she caught my eyes staring at her. I had to turn and then what, all started arguing that she glanced at me,  me, me !!  I saw her walking back, my eyes stuck to the only area exposed, the waist. She was perfect. One of us knew that the address of the fortunate guy with her and we all decided to take a round just not to loose a single chance of seeing her. I ditched on a reason that -" I would be wanting her if I see her anymore :D".

     I don't know if its "THARAK" but the effect is unexplainable. I want to see her again. It must have taken too long for the almighty to create such a masterpiece. I can't believe myself that I chose to write a blog entry of what I experienced today but I guess it gives me the confidence that she did do something very different to me.

Marvellous piece of poetry !

I encountered this in a movie called "Harold and Kumar-Escape from Guantanamo Bay". Kumar recites when his love was getting married to some idiot (He thinks like this way and not me). It suddenly changes the mood from comic to senti.....exactly at the right time !
Actually its written by David Feinberg.

I fear that I will always be
A lonely number like root three

The three is all that’s good and right
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath a vicious square root sign
I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick
with just some quick arithmetic

I know I’ll never see the sun
As 1.7321

Such is my reality
A sad irrationality

When hark! For what is this I see
Another square root of a three

Has quietly come waltzing by
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer
Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds
And with a wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
The love for me has been renewed

Eureka !

I am sitting on my chair with a cigarette in my hand. Slowly blowing breeze is taking away the smoke along with it. The room is poorly lighted by the monitor. The song 'Lost!' from coldplay's new album 'Viva La Vida' is the only thing that's letting me get over the emptiness. The wing seems like a dark endless corridor with just one door open, Imagine a village with only your house lighted! If you are optimistic, you may think of the lighted house blessed with the electricity unlike others which are under the curse of darkness. Think it of the other way, all the people in the village have migrated to some other lively place leaving you alone in this dead one. I guess I am the victim of the latter one. I am stuck in a jail and there is no prisoner here except me. I sometimes wonder why does it happen that when you want yourself to be alone, a crowd of people is there around you and when you are feeling lonely, you are not able to find anyone. I shouted, screamed just to make me feel like the 'king of the wing', but unfortunately, it didn't work. I tried to chat with some of my friends, to whom I never replied when they buzzed me. I justified the saying 'You reap what you sow' when all of them didn't reply to me.
Given up of the failures, I finally decided to write a blog entry to pass my time. And in the course of writing, I understood that the motive behind blogging has been changed to pass time from a sensible reason, initially !

Lunch cum Criticism session

The lunch began with a topic that I rarely like ! I never wish to talk about my job although this had been the reason for me to start writing. However I knew my mate's weakness and it merely took a second to change the discussion. In the course of time, we ended up analyzing people, put our views & opinions about them ! People with low mentality may think of it as 'Bitching' but the fact is we are good 'critics' ! The ability of ours to dig out deep things is astonishingly well. Again I would like to clear that please dont misunderstand this skill with 'Exaggerating'. Talked so much that whatever I had in my lunch got digested and my apetite regenerated. If the stock market could be manipulated by this 'criticism', we would have been the greatest players ever :D
I usually don't speak much when I am with both of them together and for the past fortnight I have been compelling myself not to utter a single word. I am weak when it comes to her, resurfacing sorrows make me speechless. Individually I have awesome times with them. I don't want them to change for my weakness, I enjoy the way they are, invidually as well as together !

My First Salary !

aaahhh feels so good to hold a heavy cheque of cypher intrinsic value. Enjoying this transition from a 'boy' to a 'man' , standing on my own feet ! As far as I know people get paid for the work they do for the benefit of the company but in my case, I didn't do anything FOR the company because I guess I am here to learn ! Anywayz who cares, I am just interested in the fruit. Now what to do with the first pay? Earlier I used to dream that I'll do this, I'll do that with my first money. But when the dreams turn into reality, I never have the clue of what to do ! It would have gone in her safe hands if she had not ditched me ! But since it is with me I conclude that this money was minted to be wasted by me :P
I'll use my learning now and being a budding financial advisor, invest each and every penny very wisely :D As of now, my calculations predict me to be a multimillionaire by 2020 !

A Death in Heaven !

An angel took me to a ride to heaven.. the journey seemed to be long but I never realized that the time is running so fast. The place was full of love and happiness. I didn't realize the importance of this life I am blessed with. My angel with whom, I fell in love, gave me the reason to live. She was so beautiful that my eyes couldn't got off her, they never even blinked ! When she held me with her soft smooth hands, I feared that my roughness would ruin her lovely touch. Her spoken words composed a melodious song. She was perfect. Even I was, but at being imperfect !
For a year, I lived this beautiful life with her having no clue of what is going to happen in the future. The fate was f**king painful. One day suddenly, she left me without even telling. Blinded by the extraordinary lights, lost in the celebrations, I didn't realize that she is gone. When my eyes opened, they were filled with huge drops of tears, crying day and night. Lying at a place, struggling to live with a hope that she will come back one day. Unfortunately she didn't come back and the vessel of my hopes broke into countless pieces which still lie in my way and pierce me at every step I move. I still don't know what has been the reason for leaving. What hurts even more is the question that did she ever love me ? The instant I felt that I've lost the love of my life, I died to a death way too faster than cyanide can lead to. A life in a year and a death in a moment, thats all she gave me. I don't know if to thank her for giving me that memorable year or curse her for leaving me alone for the rest of my life.
People say its heaven which you arrive in after you are dead....but I claim I have seen heaven before death !

Guilty !

Today we were supposed to gather for a lunch buffet @ "Not just Jazz, By the bay", a treat by PSR on his b'day. The place is close to my office and since PSR didn't attend the intern, I had the responsibility of getting the tables booked for all of us in such a busy restaurant. We usually take an hour and a half or so to have our lunch cuz we kinda enjoy exploring new places which serve good food. I planned to leave the office by 1 P.M. but my "I can't say NO" attitude made be do so around 12 P.M. on the host's humble request :P
Now the question arises, what would i say to my mentor for leaving so early for the lunch and staying there for more than 3-4 hours. However I am good at handling these kind of situation but this time I seriously didn't have any idea what to do !! Finally Aarathi cracked one. Though it was tough to tell my mentor that its my B'day today !! I planned it well and unfortunately I didn't realize that what I was wearing was "Dhin Chaak"and not formals which made him strongly believe that its my B'day! :D I told him its my b'day today and I am giving a treat to my friends at a nearby place and thats why i need to reach early and it will take "a bit long" today to have my lunch. I doubt he would be thinking as if we take optimum time generally ! He joyfully wished me. Followed by this, to be in a better position, I added that I'll be working late around 7 just to compensate today's loss :D. He being very nice to me, allowed me to go and have fun !
I seriously am guilty of lying to him. I am misusing his cool nature and it made me so very uncomfortable. Though it took me a long time to finally execute this idea cuz i didn't want to lie. Sorry sir !! and ya one more thing.....the tr8 was awesumly awesum !!

First day of internship !

I woke up at 7 in the morning as I didn't want to be late on the very first day of my internship, got ready. I dressed formally and saw a corporate in the mirror :P The car (air conditioned :D) came to pick me up at sharp 8 and we all left. Just to get more feel, I started reading news paper in the car that too 'MINT' which is all related to finance and market stuffs. All ran over my head but I crammed some points so that I atleast speak in front of my mentor. Stepped into the office with a lot of confidence. The entire office was occupied with middle aged people who all seemed to be troubled with their life. I, based on this, pictured my mentor to be very strict and !@#ripper. But I was absolutely wrong !!! The guy is infinitely kewl and peace :)
He took us to a sound proof room with 6 chairs surrounding a round table for having an introductory session. I managed to speak some crap that I crammed from the news paper in order to impress him and bingo !! I succeeded to some extent and my imagination of being a corporate turned into reality :P :P
He showed me the way to my cabin which was well furnished and equipped with an Intel pentium processor :P (PJ i kno) . He gave me some previous internship reports to study and expected a topic of my choice for the intern. Holy shit ! I didn't know that !!
The entire day Aarathi and I were chatting and for this we are getting a stipend of Rs. 15000 !! Aailaaa! We went to Leopold cafe which is out of my league and as usual Aarathi had to pay for my bill. Deja vu :P . Thats it ! you are not gonna pay for me anymore and I promise you a grand tr8 at a place of your choice.
At last, with all my gratitude I would like to thank Aarathi for appreciating my talent:D and providing me this great opportunity of working with one of the India's finest Finance companies.
I was starving for an intern, gave up a long time ago and in the end, it was you who put a full stop to my endeavor. Thanx a ton !!

Companionless !

One who is born on earth has to die one day. The same applies with our cruel place, the one who comes has to leave one day. Quoting this is comparatively easy than to experience it. Though it's not my time to go but I am missing my seniors with whom I never felt like I am a junior.
I didn't spend much time with them because initially many of them didn't use to like me, whatever the reason be. I put my best efforts to grab the same position in their hearts as other juniors do, but ended up in being an alien to some and friend of others, which hurt me a bit but the fate was, I lost to some of them. A miracle happened in the last few days and gradually all the harsh feelings started demolishing ! I spent so much time with them that I didn't do in my past two years stay. Some of them even cried for me while leaving. I didn't want them to cry, but somewhere in a deep corner of my heart I was so relaxed and delighted to see that.
Whatever happened earlier, I don't give a damn to it now because 'all's well that ends well' and in the end you guys loved me so much, pampered me like a li'l child ! Nowadays the wing seems like an endless corridor filled with darkness and sorrow. I walk through it, peep into every room hoping to find you there. My hopes stand nowhere in front of the reality the almighty has done to us.Wish you all the best for your future endeavors. God bless you. I miss you all like hell !!!!!

The Reason

The content is very much clear from the topic.Why did I start blogging? The story begins on 9th May 2k8 in room no. B 331 where one of my best friends cum mentor resides. People who know me must have judged the name by this time ! and for others.....try to know me first :D
We sat just for a smoke and in the mean time started talking about something that we never shared despite of being best friends. I quietly listened to him just like a child sits when his mother narrates a fairy tale. I always respected this guy and started admiring him even more after our conversation came to an end. In life, I don't know what I am gonna do ! He made me realize that this is the right time to decide. I observed that he is so very organized that every time I questioned him or tried to object him, he slapped me with an answer that made me speechless ! I felt like writing about him so that I can admire him even more and so I am writing.
But.....don't dare to think anything fishy...we are just friends :P....and this is the beginning..I dint have anything to write.