a solitary wise advisor

Serene, elegant, exquisite. These are few of the many qualities people relate to, with just a thought of you. So it intrigued me, (for the first time in all these years that I have known/not known you) what could be the possible meaning of the name MOINCA. And believe me not, the very title of this post is what it means. Not to my or anyone else’s surprise.

You have been posting birthday blogs for others and self (once if I remember correctly) for some time now, thought would try and post one for you this time. They often say actions speak louder than words, but somehow in your world it could be the other way round. Knowing you in not knowing you, for you are one hard nut to crack (read - pulling my hair). Yet the simplicity you have, not knowing you would be to miss something beautiful in life. Like many of my post (I think), I could be contradicting my words here. Then again sometimes it’s better to leave words open ended than giving definitive conclusion (read – yes, no ,maybe and the best “i don’t know” ). As they say, the beauty of the chapter is often best while it’s still not over. What good is a mystery solved!!

Coming back to your birthday post (and refraining myself from the philosophical bakchodi), HAPPY BIRTHDAY MONICA :-) alias dadi ma alias momd alias monix (and the ones I am not aware of). I know the idea of your birthday does not excites you, but still you can’t help feeling special on this particular day. If you don’t the ones around you are going to make it that way, no matter how reluctant and uncomfortable you get. The cakes, the gifts, the flowers and all things ‘birthdayie’ shall be there.

December birthdays wishes I feel are always tricky, for people often wish “may this year be the best for you”, while technically the year calendar is about to get over. And you choose to be born in this month. Don’t you like to complicating things for people!! Everyone throws tantrums to do this, do that, get me this, get me that, for it’s my birthday. However your tantrums are don’t get me anything, don’t do nothing special, for its only my birthday!! The devilish streak in you is all time high on this day of the year I guess, for you make it difficult for people to make it special doing the usual ‘birthdayie’ (a new word learnt, eureka!!) stuff. Kuch hatt k karna padta hai everytime, because the next year you would say "yeh ni karna". Thodi daya karo bacho pe dadi ma, and normal cake cutting, flowers, chocolates type birthday for you karne diya kar. At the same time the simplest of things and stuff can make you smile the most. You leave me no choice but to be bewildered.

From the first impression of you till this day, have seen you change and evolve like no other. Yet the very virtues of being MONICA are still the same, sophisticated, moody, unreasonable (who said it was all praises ;-)), kind and a whole lot more (which I might have used before and shall do in years to come). You are weird as crazy, yet plain and composed at the same time. Well my prowess with words is not too good, only if could have taken your help here the adjectives list would have been longer. But guess even few words are enough at times. And who better than you knows that. "The girl of few words". A lot has changed; and a lot will change in the days to come. Irrespective of that, birthdays will come every year and irrespective of all the changes, some things will remain the same. You still will cut the cakes and you still will get those gifts. Let this post be my gift to you this year. For if nothing else, I know the following snapshots will make you smile. For your love of your girlfriends :-P is universal.

P.S. You might not like the birthday cakes and gifts, but I still would look forward for your birthday treat. That you can't run away from. Maybe the resto studio is where you can take me.  HAPPY BIRTHDAY ONCE AGAIN AND HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY :)
 

bombay local

"the city never sleeps" some say. While it's  "the city of dreams" for others.'Funny though, like an oxyMORON maybe, for the city of dream never sleeps???  The usual principle would dictate one needs to sleep to dream, so just a city of day dreamers then. Or the zombies have already taken hold of the city and the idea of dead man walking has begun to spread.' The flux of thoughts were still loud in his head when suddenly he felt the commotion and realised the zombies have come to life and the race for who gets the best kill is on.

THE BOMBAY LOCAL

Railways - A humble mode of transportation suitable for all age group, taking people to their “dream destination” (well, more or less).  

Mumbai locals however seem to have evolved into a different breed altogether. It has a strange effect on the people. People who just seconds ago were civilised, well behaved (or maybe not) and 'oh so culured', are now an angry mob, not a flash mob (how aunthentic is that anyways), but a real mob. From a 6 year old to a 60 year old, the only "laksya" they see, lies with those elusive window seats. Something orgasmic about these seats maybe, for the look of satisfaction and the grin of relief/victory on the faces of the conquerors is something. 

 “It’s the life line of our city”, a proud Marathi gentleman ("gentleman"? nevermind) exclaims. “The stats say more than 6 million commuters take the locals everyday”, another proud voice among the lot.

‘But the stats also says it kill over 600 people every year. A conventional lifeline would not kill someone, but do otherwise. Then again, nothing conventional in the times we live. And the stats! Well damn the stats. They are nothing but works of a bored one trying to make a point with numbers, while others just manipulate these numbers and get their kicks out of it (those interviewers with their guesstimates, take a local ride and I will make you an estimate you cannot refuse).’

Almost a year in the city and he was still adjusting to the cultural shocks that keep running into him. While taking a public transport was never a deal breaker, it never was a preferred choice either. But the city of dreams does not leave you with many options. Irony??  The options made available, are either a waste of time or money, and mostly both.

'When did it all come to this!'

A screeching brake and the whole world goes forward, not still, but forward. Yes the train has arrived on the platform. It’s showtime. Prepare yourself for what can be the very beginning of a zombie apocalypse

”Kiska kursi ka” wouldn’t be this aggressive even in the parliament.“Come what may I shall take what’s right fully mine” (is it really?). One jump and before the suspecting/ not so suspecting ones trying to get off the train, a swing and a hit. Needless to say it goes both ways, it’s a free society after all. You got my back, I got yours.

‘Its gonna be a while to make this present the past, so one might just play along and make the most of it. Not everyone would be blessed to experience the insider story. Let's just go numb and observe the jewels one is surrounded with.’

So begins the day in the city of dreams..

wise man say.. only fool rush in.. but i cant help.. falling in love... (with u)

PreScript:  d name f d post is jst d random song i recalled while writing this.. thot y not mk it d title of this post.. (i like keeping d titles of my posts on song titles) nothing hidden btween d lines or strings attached to it :P

a random thot crossed my mind "" WHY IN ALL THE LEGENDARY LOVE STORIES THE GUY AND THE GAL NEVER ENDED WITH EACH OTHER (read romeo juliet, laila majnu .... heer ranjha.. cant remmber any other)

another random thot crossed my mind and i got the answer.. "these stories became legends cause the love always remained ....it never got over"...

hmm interesting.. now being a stronger logical analytical brains (as some stupid application on FB suggested smtym back.. well evn sm ppl say so) i have come to blv dat d only reason for that was because the relationships ended when it was at its peak.. had these guys settled with each other... married and stuff.. d love wud hv ended for sure.. hmm.. maybe its not jst random tots..but  impression f talks arnd, for lots f ppl r tokin f  d movie pyar ka punchnama.. i blv its based on similar lines.. as in how love goes in wonderland once d lovebirds end toghtr.. i hvnt seen d movie but guess dats wot its all abt.. still this post aint no revw abt d movie (havnt seen it in d 1st place...) jst thots .. plus been a while (like alwaz) dat i last blogged...so...

"wot is today .. one day will be.." nothing remains.. (unless ur some mythological god or goddess) or d soul funda of we never exist we never perish..well i dnt knw .. am jst one ordinary lesser mortal.... but unfortuntly or maybe fortunately human beings r capable f all sorts f emotions.. evn d lazy least interested ppl like me... d love bug bites all f us at sm point or d other.... turns out nice for few.. not so nice for others.. (read me :P(had too put d smiley.. else it mite sound am goin devdas here.. wich aint d case..)) but in either of d cases it ENDS.. love ka THE END (another movie hvnt seen , but d title makes it pretty clear.. probably its d air arnd.. making ppl make such movies des days.. n for ppl like me who cant mk movies.. we hv options like dis one..)

now none can challenge d laws of universe... love is a funny concept.. or maybe its jst an idea n nthng else... since d day we were born.. d love interest keeps changing in our life.. n so does d idea  n expression f love.. for a small baby.. all love means is his/her mother and father.. still more for d mother.... it starts 2 grows wid d ppl arnd who d kid stays wid d most.. be it a auties.. or uncles or grandparents... come school life n d kid has a new found attachment 4d frnds.. d previous attachmnts n love take a back seat n frnds r d only world to us... times move on n D LOVE is encountered n this is wen all other love n attachmnts fade away.. its funny how we  want d good times to alwaz remain.. but we get bttr times n d previous good times end up being jst history... funny thing in evry attachmnt n LOVE d expressing needs differ.. d way a mother loves a child no frnd can.. d way attachmnts n bonds r wid frnd no1 else can.. n d fateful D LOVE is only for dat one special to be.. (am not talking f falling in love wid evry 3rd day type f ppl here ... though dey seem to hv found n given a totaly new idea 2d idea f LOVE.. well dats there way f expression... who is anyone to say anything...evry1 loves d way they want)

is it that d love n feelings blossom wid d ones u spend most f d quality time wid?? be it a baby wid his/her mom.. or a teenager wid his/her frnds.. or d time wid dat special someone?? but change is d only constant.. can we really stagnate our lives in times?? NO CAN DO

how does d way n expression f love change?? am jst amazed at d phenomena... d gods n goddesses sure wud b laffing looking dwn at how dey hv d poor humans mixd up in des feeling f love... now a great philospher(if i may say).. a not so average human being.. and a good friend of mine, he once said love is universal.. d idea of loving jst one person or few ppl arnd us is bogus.. if u understand true love u will love evry1 n any1 arnd u.. cos d feeling of love makes u forgive evry1 n care for all.. n dats d idea f love.. to care for sm1... n d day u understnd dis.. u will get over d stupid notion ppl hv f being in love n having feeling n stuff... well as much as i respect n appreciate dis person.. am unable to apply d advice or suggestion or philosphy in my life.. probably dats part f me being a lesser mortal.. i like d idea n feel f d things he said.. but i guess i cant tk d philosphy in my life dat easily... wish i cud.. things wud hv been way easier den..

coming back to d random thot dat got me typing here... d eternal love stories.. none of dem had d shaadi ka rona dhona in dem.. i mean dey had rona dhona but f d other kind... jst like dey say 4a sportsman to retire wen dey r at d top... des lovers decided to retire (only in a diff kind.. n against der will i gues.. not sure.. not much int2 knwing der stories...) jst wen d whole world knew f dem being hopelessly in love.. dey got d names in history by never being toghter.. as in not on d worldy world i.e. (maybe they ended up togehter in aftr life.. but how does it mattrs.. well dats a totaly diffrnt thot.. not to mix up here... else am gona wrote a post inside des brackets :P) , dats wot made der stories special..

how many such stories wud hv been rmmberd.. if like d old hindi cinema, where hero heroine have an hapi ending were der...none wud remmber dem.. ppl hv an tendency to keep d pain n sad memories wid dem easily while 4get d gud n happy times easily.. wot were d gods thinking making dis  mankind.. jst having a good laf. .to keep demslves entertaind.. well dey gota be entertaind for they r d 1s who live forever.. so fair enuf on der part 2 mk d foolish mortals down here like dis...

D love some say is d most wonderful feeling... but its not unconditional :P... no sir.. it has the *condition applied" tag with it... its wonderful if its two sided... not one sided.. else its anything but wonderful.. infact its WONDERFOOL :P.. though personaly i say love is a domain of a fool.. n we all are fools at some point or d other in our lives... its jst dat some f us accept it.. while sm f us decide nvr to traverse d foolish ways... n be ignorant on purpose.. den der r d psycho hopelessly in love ppl.. who r making d professions f psychologist a hit... psychology hons is D in thing for ppl.. n y not.. der r fools who will get in2 depression over jst one love.. n 4get all rest f d other lovely expression d ppl arnd.. wid whome dey got to knw how it feels 2b in love.. curse D LOVE :X... how does few yrs.. or months evn days for some make rest d a life worthless?? i fail to understnd.. or maybe i dont wan2
understnd ... evn if i do.. wots d point?? for wot is , will be one day.. nothing gona last.. but philosphy teaches us.. its not d destination dat counts... but d journey.. aint dis exactly d reason y all d legendary love stories became legendary (2 much legendary.. gota be bardney from how i met your mother :P)in d 1st place?? cos they never reachd d destination.. d journey is all dey were stuck in.. had they reachd d destination.. well den by my analysis.. dat wudnt hv counted :P :P

well not much to say anymore... der is no end to this LOVE.... i dont want D LOVE to end.. am hapi in d journey.. d destination is d treasure hunt wich is enticing only till its not in hand... once we have d prize... d feeling begin to take a dwnhill slope.. let d feelings be wen dey r at d peak... y screw up wots beautiful 4 smthing dat cant be.. "a sheep in hand is bttr dan 2 in bush" dey say.. guess fair enuf.. no mattr how "truely madly deeply" in love u r.. it will end.. one way or d other.. for d lucky few its "till death do us part".. for rest f d fools .. well dey r foolish enuf 2 screw up d love demslves...

PostScript: nothing against no1 or D LOVE.. jst random thots.. hope no1 takes dis offensively.. hardly ne1 one reads.. but still..  :P
ppl who r able to be n hv D love reciprocated from D person.. lucky u.. keep it.. dnt let it die before u do :P .. d others be it d unlucky onesided fools..
or d fall in love evryday bigger fools.... jst keep d idea alive ... maybe one day u understnd d true eternal universal love like d friend f mine said..
as on now LOVE KA D END :P ;P

2D OT n back..

Have been thinking of penning down this for long now, but guess the 4 months long break has made me even more lazy


How i managed a break this long.. well take up a surgery which puts you into bed rest for straight 2 months and then requires a lot of well structured exercise , if I may say physiotherapy .. for me it was the ligament injury which got me the much needed break from the “office office” game we all play... the injury which happened somewhere in June 2009, just a day after I got back from one of the most interesting, exciting, tiring and what all of a trip with the “Sharma brothers”.. unfortunately the injury happened, but fortunately it did not happen during the travel. But like they say, it’s all destined, what has to happen, happens! Even my “janampatri” it seems had this injury written in it :P.. Probably some bad karma of mine from before this life.. who knows..

Tried every know alternative in my scope to avoid the surgery, ranging from homeopathy to alternate sciences with the HEALERS trying to heal my injury by sending energies, but nothing really worked 100%.. I’ll like to believe that all this did some good instead of thinking nothing happened. For surgery was my last resort and even the year long experiments with rest and medicines could not help me avoid it. This post is in way just for me... I want to remember these times after and during the surgery for they made me realise few things... no matter how short lived these realisations will be for me.. still wanted to pen down every detail before I forget and find it hard to recollect how things happened.. and how things happen...

Now I have never had much trips to the hospital and am one of those who hate going to the doctors.. even as a child I hated going to the doctor for when they ask questions and expect you to give exact precise answers, it scares me, what if I somehow give him a wrong answer and he gives me some medicine which might make it worse for me.. but nevertheless every time we get sick , we end up visiting the doctor... being admitted and getting a surgery done took more then an year in the making.. and now after the surgery, it’s still long before things get the way they are the best... normal as some may say..

The journey to the OT was scary and I almost gave up before the surgery began...

Being stripped to bare skin and asked just to wear to hospital clothes, the injections, the cutting of the skin, slicing of the tissues, drilling of the bone and stitching seal the deal... phewww... kudos to the doctors who do it.. but ask me, kudos to patients who go through it.. but alas we don’t even have an option ..

I almost panicked before the anaesthetics could numb my lower body... the procedure required to give me a small injection in my lower back to numb that portion and then from there put in the bigger injection into my spine and numb the lower body for the surgery...just writing this gives me goose bumps ,, but I went through all of it ... looking back I wish no one has to go through any such procedures...

To watch the whole procedure happening in front of you.. when your skin is being cut open.. the drilling machine making a hole in your bone,,, u cant feel it for the anaesthesia but the vibration can be felt by the upper body.. SCARY.. but you cant back out once it’s opened up .. it’s a one way road then.

Once the surgery was complete I realised how easy life has been and how ignorant I had been for am blessed with everything. Walking with clutches to move around.. even the most basic of human activities became a task. I won’t say I pity or sympathise with the people who live their lives on clutches, for it can’t take the pain away from them, but rather I salute them, and have upmost respect for them. It was tough, to move around minimum and with help of the clutches, the visit to the loo.. phew , and with the antibiotics not suiting with my tummy, the trips were very frequent. Not to be able to shower for a month and just do with sponge baths.. not a good feeling at all... but when the pain plays its part nothing else comes to the mind.. be it the hygiene or anything.. It shows how weak and fragile as they would say we humans are. Brings you way down to earth...

Officially (literally and otherwise) 4 long months of leave are over now... and the office working routines gona pick up soon sometime ... this aint a good feeling either but it had to resume sometime.. guess now with the money in the bank hitting all time low, gota get back to “oh so nice” corporate life. .. sigh so used to this do nothing and just lay back lifestyle now.. gona be real tough.. but gota do I gota do... let’s see what’s next in store for me...

black illusion

THE TRUTH WILL MAKE YOU FREE..
this was and still i believe is the GOLDEN rule of my school...sure the truth does makes us free.. free from almost everything but everyone gotta pay a price for this freedom to come... now when there is a cost to pay, how is the concept of "free" working with the truth ???was watching this movie "valentine's day" (and why was i watching this?? lets see, have seen almost all the good action ,thriller ,comedy movies i got , all that is left are the sappy ramonaticas.. and i dont have anything against romantic comedies..i liked "notting hill" and "sweet november"...among others... so ended up watching this one too.. besides i also saw "harry met sally"-nice movie, "serendipity"-not bad, "remmember me"- sad boring NONSENSE... in the past few weeks) and one of the lines in the movie got me wondering if this can make a blog post?? after all been long since i last visited my page..

we all encounter times in life where the so called ghosts from past or some secret/fact we prefer to stay unknown come visiting us... or atleast this sure is the case in romantic movies... things we think we can do better without, truth which we dont want to accept but cant ignore either for long... things which are not in our control.. or sometimes are our own wrong choices or decision for the times and circumstances... there are the times we gota take the wrong turn.. or some lineage you gota carry forward with you without any choices... just when you think things are going perfect for you and nothing can go wrong, the skeletons from the closet come knocking... now have i got any such closets full of ghosts am scared of?? lets c... or should i
be taking a generall perspective and take the onus of me by saying no one is perfect.. we all have our dirty closets which we dont want to clean up.. or refuse to acknowlegde most of the times... but how long before knock knock knockong on heavens' door..

how one can go on to build a perfect world by keeping one little (or more than just one in some cases) secret aside for the fear of that one things ruinung up it all.. but the great minds will say gota make the base strong and not lay the world with some skeletons underneath... in any world the ghosts will do there job and come haunting.. hmm seems am out of words and just writing the same thing in different ways.. something i picked up in my MCA days to fill up the answer sheets ;p.. but well gota be rusty writing after this long and doing nothing but lying on bed for 40 odd days now.. so anyhow what got me thinking was no matter how dark d secret, in romantic movies the ending goes happy more then often for kiss and make up and THE END..
seems the concept fits well in real life too.. not d kiss and make up but once ur meet ur THE END, people tend to forgive you and remmember only your good side ,not the not so good which you tried to avoid in the
first place.. but the same people might not be very convinced of your decisions till the time you were hanging on.. funny aint it??

so where do we set the boundaries for how much amount of not so truth should be included in the perfect worlds?? to be free from the fear of being haunted by the ghosts... or to evaluate which ghost wont be that scary and which one would be... facing our worst fear and becoming a good person , but everyone can see
there own skeleton in a light where they would feel it isnt that bad why cant people acceplt it.. but go across the table and some else's skeleton would be unacceptable to that same person.. the concept TRUST always facinates me, how people say they do.. but one small doubt and the "I DO" changes to "DO I".. no amount of trust can ever make the slightest of doubt go away.. but the vice versa can happen in a fraction on a split second... how one unknown blast from d past can lit the fire of betrayal and end up in nothing but ashes of good times.. (:P not bad.. still not that rusty am i?? or is too lame?? i'll give myself benefit of the doubt..) trust they say lays the strongest foundation for mankind.. but why the same trust has the weakest of base for itself?? like i said funny i find trust.. many times we hear people saying i trust you... the funny acts can begin then and there itself... with the other person thinking.. no you dont ur just saying.. self doubting is it?? or the person saying just for the heck of it and get away with it.. well if we doubt then trust is the land of unknown for us.
but if everything is fine and there is no doubt in anyone regarding anyone else then i believe some TRUTH can be kept at bay and done without... for in the no doubt all trust situation.. sometimes truth will be a heavy price to pay to be free.. counter me saying with that amount of trust none can shake the foundation, but that's where the human psychi comes into play and it sure is twisted.. ou never know when the best of person can become the worst of nightmares... where does the trust goes away then?? or are we too weak to acknowlegde the truth.. be it our own or someone else's?? but why does so called or framed as "betrayal" of one person matters more then some one else?? the more you count on the person the more trust-doubt-hurt factor comes in.. while the insignificant's truth remains insignificant and they still keep the same place.. guess the higher we rise the greater the fall funda plays well here...

too many question i ask in my post some say.. but never give the answers.. well if i had the answers i guess i would not be talking about things like theses in the first place.. plus we all know preaching is way more easy than to practise.. we may say great things but when gota face the situations ourselves.. who knows where we might flip out.. still i believe irrespective of the skeletons and ghosts.. somewhere down if things and people are meant to be ... none of the paranormal activies matter(please bear with my attempt at metaphors here.. only if they are.. never was into wren and martin during school) the test of one's character and relationships only make them stronger, provided they were strong enough to go through the turbulent times in the first place.... too many conditions?? philoshy-easy to preach and not so easy to practise? well what can i say.. i aint no one.. and none in this world are perfect... lets c how long before my skeletons show me the middle finger and screw things up... or do they get a middle finger from me once and for all... well my old rescuer time comes for me here and says let me take you through and when it will be right it will play the cards itself.. and my weakness allows it to plays the cards as per its convinience.. why rush in the ghosts when time is on y side :P :P.... or is it?? well only the almighty time can answer that... till then alls well with the world... AMEN

P.S. hmm not bad dint turn out that small post after all.. but some habits shuold die hard... some traits of a human being should never change... else he/she loses there own selves.. hopefully no sms style this time , tried my best to keep it out, but aint gona check for that, so let things be..

SOMETIMES TRUTH CAN MAKE EVRYTHING ELSE LOOK LIKE A LIE

(now these were the words which got this post in the making..hit me deep and got me wondering if lies can be good at times)

born to booze

 dis post has been in d pipelines for long now.. just thot shud get it out here n break the heavy philosophical..( depressing or full f negatvty , as some wud say) posts.

dis gvs u an insite on how i hapnd 2 get d drinking habit.. well growing up i was alwaz tot by my folks dat alcohol is bad.. n ppl who drink alcohol r evn worse... only bad ppl get drunk.. n evn d gud 1s who drink become bad... the DEMON ALCOHOL.. n d gud kid dat i was(stil am :P) i alwaz stayed away from d daru gang.. but destiny had odr plans for me.. n soon i realised how i hv been in a misconception f associating dear alcohol wid d wrong...

fisrt tym evr i ws tricked by a frnd , luckily 4me i dint get tipsy evn after 4 pegs n 2 shots f vodka.. since den der ws no looking back... vodka ws history n i soon got 2 my calling ..SCOTCH WHISKEY.. some1 askd me wots d diff btwen d 2 ,, n i gues scotch is more smoother dan whiskey.. rest who cares.. drink it n u'ill knw all d differences.. pun intended here :P

alil socialising here n der with d alcohol, so dat i bttr b sober b4 getin back home.. well, d folks still got der prejudice against d poor thing.. so bttr y mix d 2.. n on dat i remmber drink 2 health drink 2 happiness. but never mix ur drink else u drink 2 il-health... or mayb somtym u shud drink 2 il-health :P.. cos by d end of it all drinking is d only concern..

i alwaz blv dat 90% f d ppl who get drunk only act stupid n r very much aware of wot dey r upto.. some jst tk an excuse 2 act stupid n some hv it in der head dat once dey drink dey ougth 2get tipsy.. my exprnce says.. yes u talk stupid ,, or is it dat u mk lots f sense once drunk... for some call it d truth syrup... haha.. jst felt like :P but der r d real heroes who actually get sloshed bad with excess f alcohol.. n evry1 needs 2get d hero in dem out once in a while.. ;p alwaz heard of hangover remedies but d truth is none f dos evr work.. n 1 shud nvr tk any f dos.. best remedy - drink again so dat d hangovr gets drunk itself :P.. n once its ovr... get andr 1.. only if u gota get home or ofyc next day,, .. well den u gota mk use f wichevr remedy works 4u..

enuf said tho not enuf done yet.... dis post is a pictorial tribute (2d first n hopefull d last tym dat i puked)... d day indeed a rathr early day(1am) wen i got drunk so bad dat i lost 3-4 hours f memory... d fatefull day rather it started at nite ..so d fatefull nite ws one f my frnds brday/housewarming party.. now if ur drinkin n dnt hv 2go back home :P den u shud nvr stop drinking unless d drinks r all ovr.. n dat nite v tuk d onus of getin all d bottles empty... n hell yeah we did.. :P only 2 get all dizzy d next morning rathr few hours later..

u wana avoid d hangover do not sleep or rather sleep for proper long hours... so dat once u get up u r completely normal.. mayb a lil headache.. but dats worth it... i mean imagine getin up in d morning bangin in d balcony door thinkin its d loo door :P.. den finding ur belt on d floor, shoes n sox scattered... wallet n fone misplaced n if u wear specs den dos wud b mislocated 2.. n still u go hell wid it lemme sleep 4 somtym 1st.... :P can it get bttr... hmm having said dat i think it can.. probably next tym d mixing f d drinks hapn, den will knw of my next hangover.. n so will d d blosphere... :P

i guess now widout further adue i bring 2u alil insite 2d nite/early morning dat was... njy ppl :P :P

n rest r bttr kept in d closet :P :P

read it somewhere.. alcohol does not solves any problem.. but neither dos milk... so CHEERS!!!

tangled up in you

"in this world where nothing else is true... here i am..... still tangled up in u..."

finally the 3yr long MCA came 2 an end cpl of days ago.. thot f posting dis 1 dat day itself but dint really feel lyk typing den.. but d 3 yrs , dis blogshpere n d ppl abt whome d post is goin 2b desrvd dis 1...d final day f colg,, d last viva f dem all.. smthing made me feel amazing dat day.... ws happy beynd happiness...sm say how can ending f d colg can mk u feel so,, fair enuf... but dunno wot was it..

nostalgia has been in d air 4 smtym now.. actually i felt it started alil early 4 sm f us :P... evn now dis post myt b a lil early ,, but guess sm yrs dwn d line reading it wud mk dat NOSTALGIA factor come alive... so it comes now.. but d essence f it mite tk smtym 2 surface.. (did dat make sense?? well am not a literature guy or a english teacher soo alls well :P)

goin back 2d 1st yr f colg.. d very 1st day ..1AUG 2007 ..SAD it ws.. lookin at d classmates i ws goin 2 hv 4d next 3yrs.. made me feel "lag gayi yar.. yeh kaisa crowd hai :P".. n den d thot of ok lemme jst b wid sm studious nerds n study here 4 3long yrs n get d degree n hallelujah... but den der ws dis fimiliar face.. sm1 4m my graduation days.. sm1 i had nvr noticed b4.. sm1 i had no contact wid.. but here d face seemd like a blessing in disguise :P.. a female 4m my grad tuition days.. who i nvr interactd wid.. but here it ws lyk .."ohh i knw u " how funny is dat.. ..dey say ppl r destined 2 meet 1 way or d odr.. guess it holds true in evry aspct n way... dis very female went on 2b d gelling factor for 5 more random individuals... probably she had d eye for genuine ppl :P n ws der 4d purpose f bringing in ppl 2ghtr.. d shorter she is in strature d taller she is in her ways n ambitions... the title of "jhansi ki rani"(tho i prefer 2 cal her chotti) mite jst fit her well... 4 incite her evn alil n she will b ready 2 tk on d world.....d precision she can chew d pen n transform it in2 a small lil umbrella ws commandable :P.. n mind u alot f concentration n precision went in2 it... 1yr dwn d line,, dunno how it went by.. n she left 4 greener pastures.. but not b4 she bot sm f totaly opposite ppl 2ght... looking back in tym... doesnt seem it wud hv been posible odrwise.. but den again if things r destined 2b.. den dey will b 1 way or d odr... she still remains chotti n d jhansi ki rani spirit only growin stronger day by day... :P

den der ws D dude... d master of all n jack of none.. is der anything on dis planet dat d dude cant hv solutin 2?? NONE.. my 1st interaction wid d dude.. n he goes on 2 ask me if i smoke n i need not feel shy if i do :P... unfortunate 4d dude.. i dnt.. alot changed ove tym wid d dude.. not a bad person but guess tyms n company smtyms mks us in2 a diff person altoghtr.. d day we start thinking abt wot odrs think n not wot we think.. dat very day v lose ourselves n d result aint rosy 4 no1.. had my share of bitter sweet exprnces wid d dude... guess not all can b frnds... ppl arnt gud or bad .. but tyms can b tricky... so 3yrs gone by.... i can only wish all d very best 2d dude.. n hope rathr am sure he will do exceedingly well in wotevr he chooses 2do..

now i'v met many a individuals in my life... but nvr b4 have i come across any on d same lines as f d ones am goin 2 write abt

dey say ladies 1st.. but am gona make it a lil diff by making ladies man 1st :P.. am sure d ladies wont mind at all on dis... n am not jst sayin dis 4d heck f it... smtym dwn d road i ws enlightend wid d fact dat d persons popularity has alwaz been such... 2d extend of him being called "MM"... wich ws short of marriage material :P... gurls 4m his grad days told him how he ws d guy who dey cud tk home n introduce 2 der family... talk abt fans.. here is a superstar himself... a GEM f a person in evryway f life... ppl develop an instant liking 4him. n in d last 3 yrs not jst women but men hv been attracted 2him alike :P :P... he can very easily b a male version on meneka.. LOL... dunno.. jst felt like writing dat... d guy's philosphy leaves me wondering at tyms... his humour n timing of one liners ... not many can match his wit.. tho i try but guess its natural born talent n not all can match mine eithr :P :P.... jokes apart , a very genuine person n evn a bttr frnd.. wud go n did go totaly opposite , out f his ways 2help out ppl.. i hapnd 2hv exprncd dat 4 my own misfortune :(

but like i said its all destined so cant really run alway 4m nothin.. tyms n situations r funny..

moving ahd of d ladies man... gota get 2d ladies now... 2f der own kind... d 1st tym i got 2 knw dem... :P well d fact dey being 4m a gurls convent made me cautious... thot dey were clever n only acting 2b dumb but wid tym dey prvd me wrong :P :P... dey were neithr clever nor dumb ...while one has a childish like smile n glint in d eye... d odr has elegance n sophistications of a royal princess... while 1 is hasmukh d odr 1 is dadi ma , where ones infectious smile can brighten evn d gloomiest f atmosphere arnd, d odrs dignity n class will mk u try n b in ur best behaviour... needless 2 say both had der own huge fan following ... guys wanting 2 jst say a hi... but only managing d courage 2do d same on social networking :P :P... funny 2wrds d beginning f it all dey hated me 4my rude n to much in d face nature... i 2 dint had much likin 4d 2 eithr.. partially 4 der schooling history :P n partially f d fact dat dey dint approve f my ways f treating ppl n d dislike ws evident... but wid tym d dislikes changed in2....hmmm... appreciations lets say n not likes 2 b politically correct here :P :P.... things chngd wid tym 4 gud n d way dey stand now.. it funny thinking f how n where v started...

3 long yrs made short by certain ppl... had our shares of ups n downs... d latter being few,, n former being so many dat cant count dem ....n d dwns i blv only bot us evn closer.. 4it made me realse d value n need of des ppl arnd.... remmbr d days f nonstop nonsense lafters 4 no rhyme or reason.. finding d humour in almost nething.. laffing 4 hours dat d jaw starts aching n tears start rolling dwn d cheeks.. of 1 particular individual specially...d bonding tyms at NSP or countless hours at CP...

remmbering tyms f making fun f almost evry1 :P... d way some walkd.. d way odrs used 2 talk... den d postures few used 2mk .. suggestin as if dey r asking d teachers.. "madam meri maar lo" ROFL.... giving nicknames 2 ppl... d kartik ka mahina incidences :P.. n countless such memories... guess i alone cant recollect dem all.. aftr all i ws not a only 1 ... i had my partners in crime....

i alwaz hated d class rooms n lectures,, ws on d low side f d attndence alwaz .. n cudnt stand d administration.. but still am glad i landed up in d colg dat ws ours 4d past 3 yrs... 4 i made sm frnds here who i jst cnt afford 2 lose.. each individual made me realise smthing or d odr.... my post r usually long ..dunno if dis 1 is short or long.. but it sure is very small 2 jott dwn all my memories n praises 4 des individuals.. but guess like sm things sm memories r bttr kept unsaid n unshared...

P.S. prior 2 starting dis post, jst say a dosti video upload by a talented junior.. wid d jane kyun song 4m dostana bein played in d backgrnd... d song sure fits d bill ... am not makin no radio broadcast request here.. but sure wud dedicate it 2d few close 1s who i sure cant b widout.... :P

CHEERS!!!

"how long has it been since this story line begin....... n i hope it never ends .....n goes like dis 4evr"

P.P.S. the start n end quoted lines are 4m d very same song which is d title 4dis post....