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)

Riders on the storm…

There is something about this song… it’s intense captivating power is so influencing that no one can miss its impact.

This song has a power to set a mood, strike a chord.. the song’s sounds took me back to essence of goa- its moist atmosphere… the entire feel and look for that place- I like to call the sandland.
It was all about water there… sometimes the sea and most of the times – the rains….
The time I was there this year, goa was flooded with major rainfalls!!!
But that couldn’t stop me from having a good time…

“there s a killer on the road …… riders on the storm”
“gurl u gotta luv ur man… tak him by the hand, make him understand, the world on u depends….”

Along with the tunes of this song… I can recall random snapshots from inside my head-
- the hill top view in vagator.
- The random guy tryin to sell some grass.
- A couple holding hands on green fields facing the sea.
- Relaxing Evenings at chill out
- Tiger watching “hbo”
- Jackie’s crazi lousy dog
- Palolem, very different stream beach
- Morjim’s high tides(scary fr a moment)
- The desired clear blue sky at chapora fort
- Tiny turtle meeting at velankini
- Running around on roads, lookin fr a lost fren without phone.
- Buying cheapest wine(only Rs45) for 750ml
- Finding better groceries at vegator than spencers
- White linen drying on the green fields
- Coconut trees standing tall along the roads.
- Warm smiles from strangers
- Having a lemonade on the only hot day I experienced in goa.
- Activa drives… truly the best rides I have ever had on 2wheelers
- Managing to break an Activa’s rare view mirror, 5 minutes before returning it.
- Finding a deadend on the road, taking a ferry to reach to the other side.
- Sizzler chicken n crispy noodles at palolem
- Seagulls fishing at Morjim.
- Humans fishing everywhere
- The amazing natured stray dogs at all beaches.
- Sea full of crazi people at calangote beach.
- The insane search for – bean up
- Bus travel from vegator to malegaon to colva
- Shitty food at 49’ers
- Finding a Tourist’s journal at Mangro Tree n proving how insane foreigners can be.
- Wondering who killed the smile of Spicejet’s air hostesses.
- Staring at Arabian Sea and big ships which looked really tiny from 2000 mtrs height.
- This reminded me of google maps.
- Getting wet and staying wet for 4 days continuously.
- Driving on NH-18 (pilot ride on real highway)
- The view on the highway was so outta the world, and seemed to be right outa a movie scene.
- Looking at all the churches, but stepped inside none.
- Finding petrol at all huts(Rs 50 per bottle)
- Finding a bakery in middle of nowhere.
- Finding orchards while managing to lose the directions.

And there are plenty more….. guess we all have memories to last.. . . n to be recalled once in a while.

Cheers !
Song Recommended- Has to be ‘Riders on the Storm” but The Doors !

Glooomyyyy Festival Season..... Makes me feel cold !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

well..
i tried to do somethin with my blog appearance and apparently cudnt do much :(
i so used to out-sourcing everythin that i feel like a drag sometimes .. to actually do any WORK!!!
ironically my Facebook status msg rather says that i am hungry for work.. does that ring a bell to me ?! or to nybody for that matter.
sometimes.. rather currently .. i am stratin to get this feeling that we jus dont live for ourselves !!! there is this HUGE pile of other ppl's lives that we carry around n we have be with them n be good to them n live for them.. like them cud be nyone.. from ur friends to parents to spouses .. goddddd................
is this abt the 'social being' or wot..
i never get it... rather i know i wud get it.. its jus my head is tooooooo clogged to get to an answer.
most of the ppl around my life , my age ppl are goin thru crisis times like all the time.. we do actually live on everyday basis... hopin fr the weekend to come.. have a merry weekend.. n hey then comes the dreadful monday.. n comes along the wait fr another weekend ...
wats the point if all this ?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i suppose there isnt ny point to all of this except for the fact that i need to get sloshed tonight.. oh i so DONT wana do dat.. or i jus need to go out.. into the cold winds that might jus get my brains outta the brain freeze allrightttttt

thank god.. goddess of good times.. is on her way from the office n she can tak me out ... hopefuuly for a goodtime or ny time...

Song Recommended-
Be my baby- The Ronettes

its been a long long time.. i was here... rather i was here... but jus cudnt make myself drop a few lines..
i still have a lot to put here.. from goa trip to my days in this crazi land... which seems so mine,, but it still cant keep me away from wanting to move to a new one :P

hope in the comin days, ill have enuf time to get my post flowing.

What’s become of me?!

It feels strange and out of control – the whole situation I have got my self stuck into.
Left my decently paying, recently comfortable job for a more comfortable sabbatical back at home, all under the hoax of preparing for the so called “MBA” entrances.
All I see right now in front of me is a BIG BLA !!! Laughing at my face.
Sometimes I believe that going deep into corporate shit and kicking it out right at the peak hour would be the best thrill and achievement I can treat myself to.

What is it that I want to achieve – I have mediocre dreams because that’s who I am a Mediocre, always been one and will always be one…
I don’t understand what is the fuss about this fact, which has been the reality of my life and a fact which is re-instigated over various occasions spreading across my life.
Well, one fact I learnt very soon in my life was that – No matter what we can do , have done, will do… there always be someone better off than you and someone whose worse off than you.
So at any given point of time, at least I would always be found in the in equilibrium, dancing somewhere in the middle of the scale, never making it to the extremes and always resulting so, outta no efforts.
Effortlessly – is the word.. I am ready to do anything, if it doesn’t require EFFORT :P
Ya.. right.. as if that’s gonna happen :P

Paah.. living outa a bag (stupid black duffle bag since my birthday last month).
Had bunkers all around the cities….. Delhi, Gurgaon, Noida, Ghaziabad…
And I very royally still have no clue as to where I am gonna put in my shoes finally for the next two months…
Am I really so messy? Am I really ‘don’t wana decide’ kinds? Am I really a misfit OR I just pretend to be one cuz I swear by you , its just easy and simple this way.. to be a misfit.. appear to be a wonky, disconnected from the real world.. I am a care free bird.. gimme wings..(no not the redbull ones, I hate Red Bull)
Anyway… what’s become of me… and what will become of me.. is all that im gonna figure out in 6 months time.
I remember I was so permanent 6 months back.. I knew what I was doing, I knew what was coming my way.. it was a good year(the second half) only one major achievement pending for this year from my to do list for 2009, rather two:P
The most important one reads green done on the excel sheet, it was – GOA Trip[Status check- Totally nailed it]
(I suddenly feel so geeky to accept the fact that I maintain an Excel to keep track of my things to do)
Last night I realized that there aint a specific time to start or renew my to do list, I shouldn’t wait for 2010…
So few early entries are-
1. Getting a CAR(I don’t care if it’s a second or a third hand)
2. I wana start swimming or start playing basketball( I wana be good naah… maybe mediocre at it, that s the best im gonna try.. cuz u knw my theory.. .. the scale and the equilibrium , bla bla)
Peace Out, Cheers !
Song Recommended: All Along the Watchtower, Original by Bob Dylan
Cover by Jimi Hendrix.

PS: written on : 20 th Oct 09
Published : right now :P

Count-down Begins...

As my days to say goodbye to this paradise land are nearing, i am becoming more and more nostalgic... Posting a few glimpses of my time spent here...
There are the Dhauladhars, a classic olive green fauji Enfeild, my dog tryin to drink water frm a random bottle, miracle street dog(she managed to get herself almost killed under a jeep, but now is in best of her health, not less than a miracle:P)
and ofcourse.. a few of my fav spots in the station.

Count-down has begun but I still dont wana say goodbye...........