Part 3

the climax of the story, the thing that change the course of human future, the unavoidable event of mass destruction. (agar thoda jyada hoga to kam kar lo).
I want to do justification with this so taking time to complete it.
was busy like hell in last month with .ppt, .doc, lot of train journey's in SL and visit to home, searching for new house in Ahmadabad and finally settling down.

Anyway...

Coming soon

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HappyBirthDay....

I thought I'll write on my birthday, my first cake of life which i just had, four great friends who arranged for this, the swollen, small, (sexy) butt which is giving pulses of pain now and than but then i downloaded the Delhi Destiny from 99 movie and here are the great lyrics...

Enjoy....


Song Name : Delhi Destiny
Movie : 99

Ba- Adab
Ba-Mulahiza

Ba- Adab
Ba-Mulahiza
Here Comes The Delhi Destiny

Marzi Awaara Dil Ki Aisi Thhi
Kucch Boriyat Aur Kucch Zaroorat Thhi
Peeccha Jo Kiya Pehli Sadak Ka Toh
Aa Pahunche Hum Yahan
Aa Pahunche Hum Yahan

Haq Se Chaurahon Pe Naam Likha
Raste Mein Ruk Ke Ailaan Kiya
Bade Naseebon Ka Sheher Hai Yeh
Jo Isski Kismaton Mein Hum Hain Likhe

Aaye Hain Baadshah
Aaye Hain Baadshah
Yahan Ke Naye Naye Baadshah

Ba- Adab
Ba-Mulahiza

Ba-Adab
Ba- Mulahiza
Here Comes The Delhi Destiny

Kissi Se Poochha Na Naseehat Lee
Gussa Na Aaya Yeh Ganeemat Thhi
Varna Jo Bhi Aaya Koi Saamne Toh
Bakhsha Hai Humne Kahan
Jo Bhi Chaaha Farmaan Padha
Masti Mein Kaha Kabhi Takhliya
Gustakhiyon Ko Bhi Maaf Kiya
Dil Ko Jo Koi Bhala Sa Laga

Aaye Hain Baadshah
Aaye Hain Baadshah
Yahan Ke Naye Naye Baadshah

Ba- Adab
Ba-Mulahiza

Ba-Adab
Ba- Mulahiza
Here Comes The Delhi Destiny


the music of 99 comes out in the nick of time and is almost like a whiff of fresh air! Right from...

Train journey

You get up with the building up heat. You regret for not choosing AC class. The fan already started throwing air seems to be coming from a furnace. You are in the upper birth of a bogie going from howrah to bikaner.you search for your mobile to know the time. You find it in your pocket but the screen isn't showing any time. You press the left top corner key and then the left bottom key.(i wonder sometime why and who thought of this combination for locking the phone which every mobile manufacturer is following now.)The screen is completely unaffected by the act and remains dark. What the @&#* your mind thinks. Is it switched off? It can't be. The battery was sufficiently full last night. You press the start button 2-3 times.and finally there is a glow on the screen. The Tata logo comes and next comes missed alarm 7:30am. But before it could start completely the message comes of "battery low shutting down" and the screen goes blank again. You realize that alarm must be ringing since morning and has drained the battery. You also realised simultaneously that you have another phone and the hand goes inside another pocket. You see the time by pressing a key and think @&#* its just 10:30.
Slowly you got up remove the wires(2headphones and 2 chargers with an extra big headphone) circulating you and come down.the train is slowing down. You don't want to know where it is. out of the window you see a bridge, the cables holding it, the eyes directed by your sub conscious mind lookfor piller so that it can decide its a suspension bridge or not and then you find the water beneath the bridge. The vast stretch of H2O is none other than ganga. The aged woman on next seat stands up from her seat looks towards it and join her palms in respect in front of her face. You suddenly realise its not just another stream of water, its what is still worshipped by millions of indians inspiteof the fact that its badly rotten. But religion is always above everything in india. After the bridge the train is lowering down to the ground level and than you got to see another ocean. Ocean of buildings. Ranging from tiny to huge, painted to tin shaded. You also thinks about the people living in those. Lots of people, aware, unaware and semi-aware of each other. Everyone of then has his own success/failure story. Sometimes they entanglement each other, some time they repeat in some part, sometimes they are unheard of..... But they are there, irrespective of the fact that whether we approve them, think about them, try to solve them, ignore them... They are there. And suddenly you realize how great the god is. The server has all of this data. May be he is analysing some of them, solving some of them, discarding them and even creating them. Even if he is doing any one of this he has tremendous power. The capacity of server is unreachable with 100's of supercomputers.he controls them in a big way. This server(god) is really worth respecting if not worshipping.but what is in it for him. And there you can't think. What possibly can be in it for HIM. Why has this whole planet and the resources are build up, why these creatures utilizing these resources are made, why are they so much inter-related and why this complete plot of sun, stars, universe is build around them which they keep on exploring. The mind hangs at this question. The eternal question "WHY" really sucks the life out of us. So you press the shut down button of your mind and goes back to sleep.
The train continues to run......

Part 2

All this teasing is going on while appears the great vinny meddy in the room. He has already heard the information floating in the air and here he is arrived not to confirm nor to know whether they are true. He is here to kill the person who ruined the name (aan, baan, and shaan) of rajasthan-haryana group, mechanical group. Moreover this culprit is none other than one of his best buddy. vinny's sweet voice( the beautiful abuses filled with adjectives and suffixed with His name starting with the unique tone of O A of his.) came inside before his body. The mouth continued to work when he joined the crowd around Him and acquired the center seat. "#*&! ..... Rajasthan ki izzat ko ek punjaban ko bech ke aa gaya tu. Dhikkar hai tujh pe. Ek ladki se ye sab sun ke tu zinda kaiser hai..... Tere seniors ne jo Itna naam kar rakha uska sare aam rape karwa ke aa gaya? (Note: Patra who was the only witness of the event kept his mouth shut for next three years. even He dont know about Patra following Him that day).) But He Himself has dug the place to bury.(Usne bhuppi ko bata ke apni khud hi marwa li.) He thought the case will be cool in a few days and be forgotten afterwards but He had no Fucking idea that this incident was going to change his life in NITH forever and in a big way. The pumping of abuses and rebuking increased day by day. Then He decided to take revenge. The MAN ego known to be the most dominating problem in creating wars, problem, disputes, arguments and some major mass-killings in the world (of course after money and girl issue) was back in action. Last time his anger cost him a new Television set.(more about on that story in later blogs). So He wants the revenge. He want to teach them a lesson especially Her.(though he never wanted to hurt Her in any way. But when ego overtake the heart emotions and mind logic than danger or disaster is nearby.)
btw He also started going to gym those days. The results obtained by Ashok were incredible and he must also add some kg. So as to be average weighted person. The thin (make that very thin) skeleton of Him was always keeping Him from indulging any fights taking place in the vicinity. (though he was in the first row during that fight ignited due to Neha in first year but didn't had a chance to grab one of the punches being exchanged.)(more on that case, the great fight with final year, and other abrasive events in future posts).
So where was i?
Ya the gym schedule of Him was with Vinny meddy of course and they headed to juice bar after the 2nd exhaustive exercise of the day.(the first being the lectures from MED and third being the one for which Deepu was known by everyone. (Deepu and other short stories publishing soon)). The hot milk there make sure they stay there for half to one hour. This duration was always intersecting with the time limit of Parvati Girls Hostel. The couples and future ones returning to the guarded cage. The male usually come to JB for a cig or just to talk with vinny(the person with most dangerous HR skills.)(there are a lot of stories coming soon completely dedicated to him)the birds issued total them back to the zoo. The hot milk there gave them always enough time to stare at the returning birds.
And then comes the day which will be repeated again and again by people of NITH in the next few years, the anger was completely causing the motive force behind the event.
He didn't knew this.
after the work out at kBH gym the two of them were sitting at the JB alone. The 7:30 timeline was crossed so there were very few souls in the vicinity. Her name came up and followed the shower of adjectives for His so called bravery.
This time the anger shoot above the critical safe limit and the results were visible soon.
The Hill'ffair (the nautanki festival of NITH with energy, zeal, opportunities and girls with mini skirts in winter) was soon to take place in the campus. Girls were busy practicing for dance and FashP. The sessions were stretched even after the 7:30 mark as they have permission.
while returning from through administrative block a guard was supposed to follow them which was always missing. Some CC would surely accompany them till the big gates.

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The part 1 will be continue soon...
there are at least three more episodes of that incident...
Stay Hungry, Stay Foolish...

KOLKATA

SO I wake up and I m in a complete different world. It seems like a dream but the "HAWRAH" written in big big fonts on the front wall assure me that I m not sleeping and this is indeed the last (if u count only 4) metro of India which I was yet to see. (I've been through Delhi, Mumbai, Chennai, in last one year)(Though I would also count ahmebadab, Hyderabad and Bangalore as metro but they are not one of the four golden corners of India)
So its 4:00 AM in the morning and I am standing amongst a lot of people looking like me and speaking a language which I can understand. Kolkata has changed a lot I hear from a friend who is basically Bengali with me.
"sala kuch to gadbad hai, main Bengali me pooch raha hu aur log Hindi me jawab de rahe hai" was his frustrations statement.
But was a big relief for me after enjoying (!!!!!) my last 8 months in core south India.
within next half an hour I(with 7 other creature who are going to do a market share improvement study of whole north east region for commercial vehicles !!!!!!!) am in a taxi and then I see the famous hawrah bridge..
The awesome Ganga (called hubli or bhagirathi here) below me.
Seems black in night passing by quietly.
She knows people don’t care about her so much now-a-days.
The view at this time is of silence.
Didn’t give me the impression of it being the most crowded city in India.
May be I need to roam around more…
(More about the roaming part including the trams in next episode…)

Wi-Fi Incident

Now this is really weird thing that cannot happen to anyone.
The place where my current training is going on is a small room with a projector, a white board and some chairs. One-day one fellow among 27 of us brought his laptop with him and pressed the power button. Now windows has this lot of things that gets loaded whenever a computer starts, so he was waiting for them to finish. The last item to be loaded is network connections. The local area connection icon appeared with x on it meaning a network cable is not connected and then following it came the second networking option of wireless. Surprisingly a pop up box came out saying found wireless network. For more information, click this box. Now the place is quite remotely located and he did not hoped to catch a wireless network there. He just clicked it that finally led to connected status after a few seconds.
He was somewhat happy, as there was no password security protecting the connection. Then his mind worked and he thought about the building standing a few hundred meters away. Olympia Tech Park is huge commercial complex having many IT companies in it so he thought it must be from there. Obviously his own Co. Cannot afford to have Wi-Fi. Next thing anyone does was to open internet explorer and see whether this connection is internet connected or just intranet. The default homepage of Google loaded within a fraction of second answer he was doubling happy for thwart net speed. The information was soon made public and within a few days, there were about 10 laptops using the bandwidth. Torrent to YouTube was available without any restriction and the downloader’s came into action. It went on successfully for a month until it was time for them to go for a month long training including visits to places so they won't be coming to that office place. After successful completion of the month, they were back with their laptops. Lot of new movies, serials and other things (hope u understood) were there on the net total download. This time the network was not available and they felt disappointed. It appeared for just one hour during the lunch break and disappeared. Anyway, it was free and you can't complain that you are not getting it...
The next day the head of their training center comes in with a man who has some papers in his hand. It was not a new scene as they were having new people coming for lecturers daily and the head generally comes for the introduction. The head had some usual greetings and the asked how many of us were having laptops. A few hands went up in the response. We might need laptops for diagnostics of a vehicles' electronic system newly launched was the normal assumption. The next question was and how many have Wi-Fi enabled laptops. The hands were still in air but the mind started to move. Then he asked us were we using any Wi-Fi network for browsing internet and there were a few yes (very few than the rises hands just before). He asked us to guess the source and we innocently named the tech park nearly but this our heart knew we were wrong. Then he told us the whole situation that the network was from our office only from the next room of technical literature department. The month’s BSNL phone bill that was the network bearer was showed to us. The amount printed on it was fourth two thousand rupees.
Then he told us how we could do this. The higher authorities are asking for explanation from the poor fellow in charge of that section. The head gave lectured us on our credibility and ethics and other things for the next half an hour. Finally, he started to leave the room saying, 'I leave it to you people now and we will meet tomorrow on what you people propose to remedy the problem. The ball was now in or court.'
Nevertheless, we have one person with us. The person is our mentor during the training, an old man with tons answer tons of experience of industry and currently working as consultant to the co. he said it from our side that we were sorry for whatever happened and asked the head directly whether he wanted the money to be recovered from us. This was something he didn't want to answer. He gave his typical gol-mol answer and left the room repeating the sentence he said previously. The next half an hour was all about discussing with the mentor, what can be done. This is where the real drama starts. The best thing about human is the ability to think differently. As it depends on his environment, his past, his dreams and unlimited factors like that hence make every human different from another. The people had lots of opinion ranging from aggressive to defensive, timid and emotional as well. Here are some of them.
1. We should obviously pay the money as we used this facility and only we are the reason of the problem.
2. Why? They should have secured it with a password. Today it’s we tomorrow someone else can use it...
3. But dude the person told you he has our IP addressed and Mac numbers.
4. But he does not have our names. ;)
5. Its not about money dude, its about credibility. Once you lost it you will not get respect, the head will tell the story to HR department and our marketing head.
6. Pardon me but I am not going to pay for what I didn't do... I won't even say sorry.
7. Don't be emotional be, Vaise bhi co. Can't take money from you. Who will give receipt or where the money will go. It’s all complicated and they won't do it.
8. Why should we propose of paying? We will just in case the order of this sort comes from a DGM or ED-HR.
9. Why you people want to lose your credibility over a few buks. Money will come and go but if these people get a point like this they will poke us every time teasing us and may be it could affect our performance appraisal.
10. Tomorrow, they will come and tell us that this rooms AC and projector are contributing a lot to the bill so we should share it...
11. If there is a 500 rupees note lying on the road and we pick it then we are not thieves. The way he is projecting us is as if we have done something very big fraud intentionally. If we don't pick the note lying on the road than we are a big 'CHUTIYE'.
12. Etc etc etc...

All in all everyone seems correct here or there... Everyone has a point to prove and all are exactly right from their point of view. However, there must be something, which should be the final decision.

This was just a little and small example of life. Generally, there are lots and lots of variable affecting the situation. If you view from its other view, it seems quite different.

SO think about your life, where are you looking at it from…

Part 1

There is no humor or any fun in the post below. so if you think you can have some time pass with your tensed or stressed life via my blog then you should click here to reach a random blog which may be of some french auto-freak guy or some chines cooking class recipie or a Japanese grandpa's travel diary with photos of gardens. But I know that you are too adamant to go away or to click the x icon on top right corner of this window, so i won't say anything to you. But there is pain in this story so don't blame me after if u feel it or don't feel it.

Anyway, there is no easy way to say this. I won't write with flashback memories or mysteries or fantasies creating interesting and suspense.

Here is all the time line of events happened.

5:30PM, Some day in septamber. 2005 (If you are interested in exact date then go and find that years academic calendar and search for the day when the first sessional exams got over.)

He (Now, I am writing this story with He and She. I prefer not naming but people surely know the characters. and don’t worry I’ll name all other non-useful characters of the story.)

So, He is back to his room B-201 (the most notorious corridor of the hostel). people are busy searching for PC's to play Counter Strike. and he finds no one to company him to anywhere. leaves the hostel without changing.(He never differentiate between clothes to be wear inside and outside home/hostel.) The lines "I Walk Alone", Boulevard of Broken Dreams (Green Day song) seems to be perfectly written for him that time. He passes through the crowdie Administrative Office Building past the downhill into the dark, (Himachal is sufficiently dark even this time) and wet (again rain comes in afternoon tea break frequently) roads towards the juice bar. some seniors sitting there whom he has no wish to talk. He decides that he will go to the temple.

Hands in the pocket, head a little high, whistling mildly he floats on the almost empty road. At the far end the green lights(the architect was wise enough to use green glasses on the bathroom windows) coming out of the Parvati Girls Hostel combined with some noise which can be taken as birds twittering. As soon as he passed the palace of Goddesses, six of them emerge from the gate and start their journey behind him. They are walking in groups of 3-3 and She is in the middle of one. In first look He recognises her and in second glance backwords he is able to recognize 4 out of them and he doesn’t care about the other two (It doesn’t matter even if he care). The distance between them remains about constant and is such that the conversation is audible (6 girls can never remain noiseless, even a single will continue talking to self). After some minutes the girlish chirping sound is gone and there is a rhythm in the sound and it seems familiar.

Yes, they started singing.

Dil Chahta Hai was quite popular that time and anyone would guess this is the sad song from that movie. His mind tells that sole purpose of uttering this “Tanhaai, Tanhaai, meelon hai faili hui tanhaai” is to tease him (he is often seen on this road on this time creeping alone. But his “नेक-दिल ” refuses from the facts and conclusion provided by mind (obviously due to her presence) and suggest it that this is just a song. After a few minutes they are out of the college gate and on the so-called national highway 72.

The song changes now to an old one and this time its too much. The heart can’t take the side of the girls just because She, his region-mate(pronounced as shilpi from now on) and two cute girls(Shilpa and Khushboo) also constitute the group. The lyrics “Ommm shanti ommm” are obviously to for him, for his loneliness. He feels angry in one part of the mind and amused in another part of heart.

And then comes the nuclear bomb. This one is sure for him. This is not a song as such, its sort of nurcery ryme everyone knows. "hari om hari, shree devi mari...." is known to every one who had studied in a school where he's been tought hindi. But he don’t do anything. Why? Coz She is also there. But why is shilpi is not stopping them, At least she is from his state but the mind doesn’t have answer to this question of heart. He goes to the temple stays there for two minutes and returns to the B-201. Bhuppi is there watching deepu playing CS and giving his expert suggestions in between. He gets rebukes from bhuppi for going alone and when the story of things happened with him in last 1 hour is repeated they produces lots of beautiful words for him which are under the waist. The event of this open gangbang of him is soon been spread to each corner of hostel and then comes......

...To Be Continued

Some Two-liners....

वो कहते थे रोने से नही बदल सकते नसीब,
इस एक बात ने उम्र भर रोने भी न दिया



हाथ पकड सके न थाम सके दामन ,
बड़े ही करीब से उठ के चला गया कोई....





तेरी तहरीरों से आती है तेरे हाथों की महक
बेवफा मुझ से तेरे ख़त जलाए नही जाते




लोग कहते है मोहब्बत मै असर होता है
कहाँ होता है,कौन से शहर मे होता है



नाहक गिला है हमसे बेजा है शिकायत भी
हम लौटकर आ जाते आवाज़ तो दी होती



हमने एक रात चिरागों से सजा रखी है
और लोगो ने शर्त हवाओं से लगा रखी है

Valentine Day

14-Feb' 09

The day of love. but what am i doing today. I am standing among 438 unsold trucks of different models with a notepad in hand and trying to figure out what mistakes it already has. (Note : It's not been sold yet )
The recession has made the inventry level of RSO (Regional Sales Office ) so high that there is not enough space to keep all the product.
So, where was i?
Oh ya I was trying to locate defects in trucks and bus chesis.
an average truck has about ten thousand parts. Even if your manufacturing process is 99.9% perfect (which is not possible in india, believe me )
then you will have about ten parts malfunctioning. Now those ten parts may create enough problems sometimes to effect your vehicle performance or safety critical issue.
So i am standing under the sun, on a bus chesis noting down whether the anti-roll bar nut is loose or engine fan belt tension is less or mounting bracket is vibrating and so on. and then i feel thrusty.
but the news is that the RSO is not having water. Then you are told that a new fully built bus model has come from a plant on a truck-trailor which is ultra-low-floor.
you are asked to suggest how to get this 10 tonn thing down withough damaging it.
(Why the people who send it didnt have a though about how the @#$% we will unmount it from the trailor.
the ground clearance between the bus chesis and floor is about 150mm. the trailor has no sliding platform. the ROS has no means to unload it. so they forward it to factory.
(again there ppl will curse RSO ppl why we send it there)

and then i m back to the bus journey of 26km which will take me to my A/C room in the heart of chennai.
so there is no love, no red roses, no girls, no kisses, no valentine gifts. all i got is trucks, heat, and no water.
But still i love my job......!!!!!!!!!

वो

मिलती है तो रोती है,
बिछडती है तो रोती है.

हकीकत में तो बस रास्ता तकती है,
ख्वाब में आकर बाहों में सोती है.

तोड़ते हैं ख्वाब उसको फिर भी ज़िन्दगी,
टूटे हुए सपनों में एहसास पिरोती है.

पतझड़ का मौसम है दिल के हर कोने में,
तो क्यों ख़ुशी आँखों के किनारे भिगोती है.

वो आता है अपनी मर्ज़ी से जाता है अपनी मर्ज़ी से,
बस इस आने और जाने के बीच साँसे उम्मीदें संजोती है.

झूठ कहती है रात हर तरफ अँधेरा है,
दिल की दुनिया में उसकी यादें रोशनी बिखेरती है.

खुद को सजा दे रही है वो मेरी मोहब्बत की,
यह उसकी वफ़ा वक़्त की बेवफाई से कहती है

And by the way...
Happy New Year...
11

WTF

This time i m really, finally and totally back to blogging. only until i've a net connection
The so called reason is .....It can be hell lot of fun while you blog.
but i m not here for this reason. you must be thinking WTF.
The thing that drag me here this time that whenever i posted an entry i felt happy. though i realised it now after long but anyway as gulam ali said...
"देर लगी आने में तुमको, शुक्र है फ़िर भी आए तो...."
so get ready to bear more of me soon...
Enjoy Life.