saturday moviee time !!

anjana anjani- saturday- one cute guy- taken.. yes taken...

the only motivation to watch the movie was to do sumthing on saturday evening and the film's music.

saying this the 100 th time- i loave the music of the film.

Things to notice in the movie-

1. Un convincing story line

2. Un believable characters

3. shaky camera in the initial scenes.

4. priyanka chopra's swollen lips (ugly !!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

5. ranbir's pink nose in the cold (so cute !!!!!!)

6. weird character names like- kiara... (like wats that??!!!)

7. priyanka chopra's big hairr-- baalon ka tabela !!

8. ranbir 's shavin foam scene ;) [girls who hv seen th movie wud knw]

9. awusumm music--- hairat and i feel good...serisuly good songs

10. how every female character in hindi movies explain her weird behaviour motivation as 'following the signs'

11. how many times serendipity ripp off wud b attempted..

12. what did the makers of the movie made ranbir cry so much for..

13. serisuly.. toward the end i was happi fr the guy.. finally 'kiara' was off him :P

14. the last scene was kinda cute (letting out my romantic side a bit :P)

15. under usage of las vegas !!!

hmm... all other ppl watching the movie and wanting to giv their comments are invited..

u can go for the movie if u like ranbir , pop corn n sm good vishal shekhar music :)))

... destination anywhere...

Its so difficult to comprehend whats happening to my life since the past month... Ive not stayed at one address fr more than 4days at stretch...
typically speakin... Its been an amazin 'learning curve' for me...
The entire process of puttin together AddEdge... From its initial inception.. To chalking out th entire 'game plan'(as we call it:p) to think of jugaads to get initial moolah... Do all jiggery poggery at ex office... Maintaining three identities in the same industry simultaneously...all th gyan at th financial accounting end... It was all in phases... But it was piece by piece n by raw efforts... Leading to full filling results... Me n abhi hav become weird beings... Sleepin at any times, wakin up nytime... Eatin at odd hours, not compromising on the fat content:p
tried to sleep early today, got up due to call .. n now...cant sleep... I thot it wud b nice to write down a blog entry..(so usin my office edition on mah nu phaone) khee khee...il post it tmr mornin...
We went to mentor...fr signing our first official contract... I dont knw how exactly i sud feel abt it, cz mostly im slow wid realizing my emotions abt most of the things...gues ther is a sense of semi achievement.... N happiness... Real (materialistic) happiness awaited for october.. :p
An imp lesson learnt the hard way in the transition -
'be prepared to get screwed over' :P
my holiday home seems so tempting right now..m sure i wd hv been asleep thre by now..
Gettin wet twice in th rains today was an interesting exp.... Ive never seen city rains to get that worst... Wid crazi lighting company, which still btw continues...
Damn the radio is so sad at night...
Wen will i sleep? Wen will i sleep?

This was last monday's post.. coming out now...

very bad....

Aisha Weekend…

Saturday… as boring and drooling it was… Aisha – the movie came to be my savior…
I felt as if I missed having a big fren circle, like college… getting up and landing anywhere…
Anyway… came back home.. downloaded songs from the movie and made Rishikesh’s instant plan:):)
So malli is gonna check the arrangements tomorrow and we are all set…
Loads of things to be taken care of … and lota things have already been taken care of..
Finished Dork , Inmmortals of Meluha recently.. I am on ‘a case of exploding mangoes’ now…
Mum dad too planning to come over.. hectic weeks coming up…
Had so many thoughts to write down… but cant really organize them..
Things to be done-
Get lappi fixed once n fr all.
Get moving to a new acc.
Get more BD happening..
And… yes… resuming morning walks + yoga…

Long live good Life :D

Song Dedication- Shaam by Amit Trivedi, Nueman Pinto (Aisha- 2010)
(playin in my ears right now)

Remembering Dewnie....

Had a few thoughts about not posting this... but then i remembered what a rock star my dog was... n dewnie deserves her good life accounted for. She was a little tiny black thing which came into our lives in a csd carton.
As she grew up.... she turned a brown in colour.. thus becoming a.k.a 'bhoori lal'
Dewnie was a spoilt kid at home, as we considered doodle to be an elder to her..
Didi n i have shared so many hillarious times with her that i can totally go laughing remembering them...
Dewnie had a thing for umbrellas and wipers... didi drove her crazi n teased her all day with those things...
I also remember she being a prob kid since she was a puppy... once she ate so much garbage that she only puked big strips of cloth... leading kiddo to name her 'textile mill' :)
Most of the evenings in jaipur doodle's tail used to be in dewnie's mouth and they would be running all across the lawn.
She was so small... i still remember putting gargi's 'smoodles' frenship band as her collar..
She grew up to be a big dog,,, scaring most of the people away...
She traveled the most with mum dad... she lived with them at 5 stations... and finally took her final rest in our hometown...
Dewnie's life is an example of well lived life... we loved her and she gave it all back and more...

Will miss you ! My dear wet nose....

All in a day's work ....

One of the very new experiences for me…Never really thought I would sit in any office and right down a post for my blog…interesting:)
Office space is always a charged up environment, and even more so in my nature of work… Recruitment is such a people oriented –people dependent natured work that its insanely challenging. Your results never depend on your efforts but un fairly dependent on other people’s fancies and frills. Recruiters reading this would definitely understand what I mean…
The thought process juggling around in my mind right now is the choices we make in our professional lives. Here I m not talking about big choices in terms of job change, business choices, etc
What I am thinking of are the smaller choices, soft choices we make… may be our choice of how we speak.. our choice of what to speak where.. our choice of maintaining integrity, integrity towards ourselves and integrity towards others who work with us. All the concepts of team / team cohesiveness / co-ordination of work.. all these principles we learn about(rather just talk about) in management classes are mostly kept within the four walls of classroom or kept at the back of our heads.
What happens to our consciousness? What happens to the ‘moral science’ lessons that were taught in grade2 ? Or was it just me with a couple of handful of people who actually got these lessons? Is it all about education in the end? Or is it about REAL education.. Education- I don’t mean an IIT /IIM degree.. I don’t mean a fancy US/UK degree…. An Education that enables us to make the right choices… An education not from the mugging up formulae and reproducing them on examination paper, An education that comes from your introspection, your experiences, education from elders, from seniors, from your own experiences is the best education we can get…. It’s a free source rather in web lingo, an ‘open source’ we are exposed to… then why is there an alarming degradation in people’s professional behavior ? Was it always like this? Am I the one whose obviously learning it right now? Is this what is growing, being an adult?
Is being an professional /working adult equal to – losing your integrity, playing the blame game, shrugging your responsibilities – and just saving your *** all the time… keeping the top management happy and leaving behind your peers or juniors?
I thought Growing up was tough…. but today I think learning through experience is tougher and getting an education from within is the toughest !!!!

Dedicated to Shruts !

So.. i was with Shruts after a long due time, n i told her i was doing this piece on 'gurl power', she wanted to contribute in her own cute way... n thus comes in the power puff girls pic, courtesy her.


Here is what i wrote(over the period of 2-3 weeks, the content might seem to be too dis oriented) about the over empowering gurl power i witness every day, one day at a time. Power puff gurls taking over the city, destroying all the evils !

“Music… it’s the most relished elixir of life, in my life.

It makes me smile, it makes me cry.

It makes me dance, it makes me shake.

It makes me think, it makes me crazy.

It makes me remember, it makes me memorize.

Sitting in dhar’s room, been thinking of writing a new post about something that’s been happening around, something real, something stirring.

But… Hey’ who am I kidding here?! Life s a bad sport and it keeps reminding us that how screwed up we can be and well.. rather are.

Most of my girlfriends are going through a lotta soul searching, they are in the so called “ideal” age to age hitched ;) [please read: married] how awful..

The ones who have boyfriends are scared and confused about how to break the news to their parents. The ones who don’t have a boyfriend are sick of looking for a suitable husband material, and constantly running outta guys, as they have rejected all available on match making websites.

(man.. its worst than running outta EDA RnD Engineers) :P

Right now I realize that such power houses surround me, you’ll often catch them smiling in the distant, or maybe lost in their thoughts. Sometimes they will pamper you like your own mother, sometimes they’ll give you a look that will kill you at least.

These power houses are the real women, very much part of my today’s life.. We are friends, we are colleagues, we are flat mates, we are fellow shoppers, we are fellow metro travelers, we are everyone that we want to be today !!! “

Hmm… the above piece was written about a week back and today I continue…

I am in constant contact with women, who are very different, who come from varied background, varied education backgrounds… but they all, rather we all have some things for sure in common:

1. Drive: Drive to make a mark and be successful in their own definitions.

2. Find Happiness: Find happiness in small things in life, like a tea chat or a cooking together session.

3. Need for Independence: Need for Independence, so that they live every day for themselves.

4. Hope: Hope they will better professionals, the best daughters, the ideal partners…

There is so much out there to be done.. but all we chose to do is : is to talk about it !

(to be very honest, I should re quote myself; “There is so much out there to be done.. but all I chose to do is - is to blog about it”


Song Recommended:

Carole King, Its too late, OST the Lake House

Uff yeh nazara kisne banaya… chand ke saath chakor

Sitting in my mad rajai, sipping indigenously produced black coffee…
Oh damn… last nite, goddess of good times asked me a silly question
“Have u ever felt like an ***?”
And I very instantly responded.. Yeah.. a LOTAA times..
Hmm.. as if this insanity filled rather stupidity filled life doesn’t make you feel like an a** !!! Like all the time ….
So there we were… back to our crowded room, not crowded with people as much as crowded by clutter….
Thinking what went wrong or is it about the timings or something more meaningful.
What I have realized it, also re affirmed by a good friend of mine that as kids we had better laid plans in life and that gave it a direction all the time.
As it holds good for any well managed company to reinvent and re invest, in the same way it holds good for any human being that his life should be managed as an organization, where timely reinventing and re investing is required and is a must !
Have quarterly targets set out for oneself, have a review sitting/introspection, decide, improvise, proceed and achieve!!!

Song Recommended:
Uff yeh Nazara by Mohit Chauhan, Fitoor 2009
(though the song has no connection whatso ever with the gyan i jus gave away)