Telephone/mobile...sure is a boon...gee!

I never realized I loved talking to people I know; and that I could go on for like a really long time. People would tell me they are cell addicts and would stick to phone for hours daily. I pitied them. Sure I did and I do too. Because they suck out all the joy of talking after a while and catching up. :)

It was yesterday that a lot of positive facts about phone were born in my mind. Having got a postpaid connection after a lot of dilly-dallying , I called up my friend just to clear one small minute misunderstanding. It was fun clearing no doubt but in the process we cleared out all tat was discussed and thought spawning bubbles. Thus giving rise to a peaceful mind after the 51 minute talk and a probably a peaceful sleep too.

And then at the midnight hour saw a message from an old friend nudged me to call up again and finish of the pending talk planned since weeks. Poor friend who was planning a peaceful sleep for the night woke up just to not let absence of sun rays be a reason not to catch up with this parted friend. e spoke...for like another hour...giving quick updates on our lives and our classmate's lives and the movie updates.. etc etc. Though I was tired after so much exposure to the cellphone waves and database updation talks...nevertheless I was sure I am going to be fresh and happy the next morning.

Though the next day I realized was a drowsy one for my friends and I swore I would make use of daytime next time....the euphoria still persisted that friends dint mind me speaking. It motivated me to smile all day and spread some too. I was motivated to stay in touch with all my close friends no matter how many miles of earth have tried to test it. Well, Well...I am not following krishna - sudama principles...but i believe just one call from a friend can make someone s day at times. And I don't making one such call once in an while.

Touch wood.

P.S.These thoughts poured a week back.:).Wanted to update before my mind changes on phone being a boon ;) as I just read its disadvantages in a book I just finished reading(The White Tiger).

Learning...

It is said people learn from two sources. 1)from mistakes and 2)from others experiences. But either of these are not assuring any guarantee on the lesson learnt being correct. Different people may deduce different conclusions from different situations. Or may learn a different lesson and base their principles on this lesson differently.

In the end the result is that you rationalize your actions to put your conscience and the others around you to shut up.So this shows that point no. 2 doesn't really hold much guarantee of giving proper results. :) .

Whereas mistakes would get you to your inner voice which is the final voice I listen to when in a quandary. This doesn't mean I overlook peoples experience.They are useful to give you the extra eye you need at times before you make a final decision.

Hmmm.....well these are my musings....not overwhelmed this time...Guess I must start another blog for my musings. "My Musings"...a favorite title by majority of the bloggers.So that's not going to be it for me. :). No I am not a maverick. Just that My Musings are not for the world. Only when my musings materialize into a principle or a conclusion do I reveal .:)

P.S ok. Its midnight now and I am sleepy to write more.So concluding with a few words.... I am learning the ways of life and shall keep learning...Its fun. And ya I shall mix lessons from both the above sources in the amounts that my heart says is optimum. Adieu...till my pot of feelings overflows again and I run to my keyboard to type in some more words of wisdom from my life ;).(Pardon my immodesty)

Pouring Helplessness ..

Ya...Its pouring as tears...pouring as swears ...pouring as out as unreconstructed statements and a few extremist adjectives that we know....pouring out as questions to the authorities in concern ...
What are the politicians doing?
Why was the aircraft not ready for the NSG ?
Why are we not having the cctv cameras being monitored 24 * 7 ?
....Some questions answered and some still floating uncomfortably...adding to the malaise and helplessness lurking around the directly unaffected citizens of mumbai.
Some questions that always existed but were buried to let our politicians enjoy the time of their life are now coming out after we paid a price not affordable.
Tears, anguish and anger all felt and embedded in our hearts for once. The need for act was never felt more than this before.

Terrorism has given a lot of lessons, cautions and for the first time awaken the dead patriotism in me. Dead because of the self centered pot-bellied numb zombie politicians who are the second worst creations under the human category after the terrorists. This time they have killed people in the open and nothing could be done because lives were lost within minutes and all we could come out with is the count of the dead bodies and pictures. I agree it was a sudden attack but tell me when do we have a known terrorist plan that needs to be stopped? When does crime occur after intimation?

One more question...
Whom do the politicians require protection from? Dont they have enough of their foot-licking followers to save them or are they similar cowards as their idol? The need is seen to divert this investment to the people than to the useless governors.

Now I wonder....did we ever need the freedom we won years back ? coz we have not taken care of ourselves enough to save our citizens lives. We did need the freedom from slavery but not from the discipline and the basic care that the strangers provided.Well ya ..this is an extremists thought but I dont wish to stop this feeling as this keeps the passion and sanity alive in me.

The hatred nurtured has overgrown the love that we all try to keep alive. No proof no alert...just a gory attack and bloodshed...all repeated . History repeated itself in the past 60 hours ...like JW Mariott , jalianwala bagh ...hijacking ...which has already happened and taken enough lives . Yet we were not prepared. The cctv cameras, the men dressed as policemen , the security checks .....now seem as faked to give a false sense of security to the citiznes.

Another heart wrenching statement that comes from a politician who says that such incidents keep happening....was the worst that one could have said to console the kin of the brave hearts and the innocents who lost their lives in such a ghastly manner.

Such insensitivity can still be painfully felt even around us but what is important (i feel) is enough actions to ensure that hatred is killed at birth. Innocents' lives are valued no matter they die at Taj or in a bus explosion. Every aspect is taken as seriously as a landmine, right from passport checking, every entry point inspected(land,water and air). The hibernating terrorists and criminals in jails, the pk telephonic connections from india and viceversa.

And the unstated cause-corruption....should be treated equal to terrorism coz in the end this is what corruption could lead to.

I dont know how to put the helplessness I feel to rest but here is one message that probably could be put to use if ever read by the right people.
I am sure every body is ready to let go off their need for privacy to breathe a few more seconds of our life.

And lastly,I salute the braveheart soldiers who lost and also who risked their lives for our people, the Taj staff who acted as human sheilds to save their people.

So much from a restless soul.

So....How much do you earn Beta (Me: when did you adopt me and who gave you the rights to ask so?)??

Hello Beta! what are you doing these days?? Working! thats nice...Where? Oh there...So whats your salary?? Oh..okay..

(me in thoughts) Okay the only reason she asked me was to compare me with her son s salary who was getting a bit lesser of the Gandhi-printed notes.I say Big deal!...

Well these days everyone has a yardstick they carry with them based on which they evaluate you and place in a category or a place in their mind. The yardstick being the % , marks, position , or salary their near and dear ones earn...The materialistic world... .Based on this they would place you above or below them. whew !Well agreeable when it comes to the corporate world to measure you based on what you are or hold..etc.

But one can expect this to be bound to that sphere of life...But unwantlingly this has creeped to my near and dear one s.

Aunts Uncles, neighbors and at times close one like granmas, sisis etc...will also not spare you of the measurement. Where are you working? Whats your salary ? and what about stay. In short they want to know how much money you are left with. Based on this you will be put in a category above / below their baselines based on your answers.

Whew! I know things wont change but this has got to my nerves and so I have started to take refuge in the realms of nature by treking ,travelling,etc.Its kind of the purest way to stay close to nature and away from materialism.

If you are a fresher out of college or a 10th or 12th pass out...BEWARE! those people outside all they are interested is in "How much did u get!"..or.."Whats your salary??"..And whatever peanut-equivalent amount or number you say...you are bound to be congratulated.Some would say its curiosity, and some would justify it as a way of caring.

In other words its going to be rationalized by the society no matter how out of the way it is of their own business.

All you need to stay at peace in such a situation is squash their curiosity either with honesty or resort to gandhigiri. Both of these I have not tried because these ideas popped in my mind just at the moment I was typing these ;). So shall update youll on its outcome the moment I implement it .:).Till then Happy living in fruitless materialism.

P.S: These were my musings when I had just joined my job.The scenario hasnyt changed much since then nor did I get a chance to implement it.:) So me still fighting the weirdness of being measured every now and then.Nevertheless I have become thick skinned now. ;)

Changing Birthdays...

First, the little me was damn excited about inviting people...may they be known unknown ...tom dick or harry. What mattered was the fun of playing games , eating cake and owning all the importance for "The special day" ...excitement of opening the gifts immidiately the last kid has left..and a slight happiness for the remaining return gifts all for yourself...oh what a kid I was...

Then it were the days when the importance dint matter more than the fair distribution of chocolates taken to school and the pretty looking me with a new birthday dress. :) ..Silly me.

The Hostel birthdays...best of my experiences...A patient wait for the known surprise...Time takes so long to tick the hour most awaited...12.00am. Nobody asks when were you exactly born...just an implicit understanding..the day has started and you deserve a cake with your name on it ...doesnt matter what fraction actually goes down your throat...you cut it and we eat it ;)....everybody comes in and you get the loose "bukkas"..mini-blows just to complete the formality and cause some loose muscle to pain.I was fortunate to not have the "spoilt" gals messin up my room with eggs and stuff. Oh how I miss those days..

And now at home with with friends calling up who remember either via a blessed reminder from an angel-site or via self set reminders.Parents wishing as usual as if no years have been added to their kids life...only a day to be celebrated for everybodies happiness..:)..And at work ...wishes from colleagues and friends...reminded by one fellow with sharp grey cells or some other method. All you yearn is the people you value and love the most atleast send two words "Happy birthday"(You may call it maturity or loneliness. Either ways the feeling doesnt change.). No more expectation unlike the younger years where forgetting would be a punishable offense. Now, all you(atleast me) want is you are alive in the hearts of those you value and respect.

So many birthdays and so much give and take...just another reason to value life. Okay Im getting philosophical now.
But ya; I have a new conclusion this birthday(today). I have decided to keep the reminders on for my friends who wish to wish me on my birthday. The reason being the following:
Earlier understandin: Why force people to wish me? Why the artificial happiness? Just let the loved one s remember.
Current understanding: When I can forget birthdays so can my friends. Though we have the truest intention of wishing but our grey cells dont help much...In such cases it is best to angel-sites like orkut and octopop(though they mislead by pre-reminding) to remind you of your valued friends' birthdays.
Also why oppose your expectations for friends wishing by leaving it to their unpredictable memory and sadden yourself. :)
So friends who have hated me for blocking the reminders..I am sorry. The reminders are back .Rest is in your hands :).
Thanks again friends for all the wishes.
(P.S.Hey zaru. Thanks for reminding us(me n amz) we have a blog for expressing;)

Wanna see it clear....conflicts within me

Cant wait to sing this song "I see it clear now.." from Cool Runnings. Not that Im unable to sing it but i want to actually see some things clearly.

See it clear why I hate it when my gaurdians ask so many qns daily and also hate it when they dont...
See it clear why I want people to care about me and I dont value it enough when they do...
See it clear what I want is actually what I want or is it the rat race that is pushing me to re-shape my interests...
See it clear why I wanna be and am good and yet feel embarrassed and undeserved when people feel and say so...
See it clear why I wanna be good and bad at the same time...
See it clear if the path im following will lead to me to what I aspire...
See it clear why it is that though I am partially insensitive to what I perceive, the memories bring in the feelings I should have felt then...

By seeing it clear I dont mean I want to know the future..I like its mystic nature but what I mean is, having a rational outlook,I wish to have a reason for what I feel though Im sure the inner most me knows it all...I just wish to hear it loud...

:) Well well, these were my musings when was I in the middle of my viva preparation...when I realized its time I strain my little grey cells a bit before I step out of college ...:D

Lines that I love to read,reread n relate to....

Just the way i feel when i start fresh with dreams reloaded....and ufcrs now that its time to step out of college with expectations and apprehensions to pick up wat comes my way with the same, rather more zest as in the yesteryears with an optimists outlook and a childs interest.(watever that means)...i love these lines....

Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield....

I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Oh, oh, oh

I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find


Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten

Oh, yeah, yeah

Characters of my Mime group : Distincly (in)different

Mime is a performance art, involving the acting out of a story by a mime artist through body motions, without use of speech. In this mime group that im a part of ….we looked the same during the show but in reality every character is so distinct and interesting that I am overwhelmed to write about them.

(In alphabetical order….)

Akshay (a.k.a Patty :D) : This fellow is the king of king of PJs. Some really tickling ones and some...dont even talk abt thm. :) A daredevil in the true sense. Will go to any extend to show how daring he is ..lol. Catches any tiny grammatical mistake u make. So beware. Get your grammar right before talking in front of him. A gentle man to all the ladies around him whether they like it or not(no offense friend).He s a pure monkey too. Leave him alone near a tree and u will see what im talkin about. Thanks to him and we had laughed for quite a while every where we went.(I hope everyone agrees)

Amruta G(a.k.a Amz/_ _ _ _) : She is an innovative, ambitious, fun-loving and a great friend. A bol bachhan in the true sense. If she says "mi tula handnar ahe " it means nothing if u act that ure scared. Else she’ll give u one or two blows to keep her word. Shows attitude when called amba. She s used to her cool name amz. Extremely friendly and cute. Keeps laughing all the time (reminding us to smile every now and then). The marathi expert of the lot. Such pure Marathi only the peshwas could understand probably!. :) . Thanks to her the atmosphere always remain light and jovial.

Amruta S(a.k.a Ambu) : The one with bubbling enthu. So much enthu that others around her get infected with it. A sincere student, great friend and an enthusiast. Thats only a part of her I could see in a month and a half. SIncere in whatever she says...conveyed with optimal expressions making u feel her mood. And the best part is the kid in her is still as joyful as we were in childhood. Holds ure hand if u walk with her. Thanks to her we were reminded of the kids in us and the amount of enthu we could actually carry that we worked all night with equal amount of gusto as during day time.

Anuja (a.k.a Anu) : I heard u doubt of you being in the mime team? U very much are. In a show the off stage coordinators are very much a part of the crew. :) She is another friendly gal jellying in the gaps that are left to fill among all of us. Very scared of snakes. shrieks even before seeing them and that too the false ones :). A camera buff. U stand on a road or near a notice board she finds the kodak moment and clicks. She helped a lot off stage during the mime event in finding the right board every time we would mess up. Thanks to her that we could make the show satisfying for us atleast and the kodak moments that’s goin to remind us of these days.

Arihant (a.k.a Ari) : Another quite one. Not because he is an introvert but because he s scared of makin a fool of himself in front of the marathi- majority crowd.(Don’t u know im a target now. U could give me company!;)) A good friend and a chupa rustam pj-cracker. An old friend of mine. One of the strictest vegetarians i know. Very reliable person as far as his help is concerned. Thanks to him we could rest assured that we had the number of people we needed till the end and hindi was still in use in the group J.

Ashwini (a.k.a Ash/Ashu) : Thats me! Im not used to talkin abt myself so leaving it to my friends.

Aviratna (a.k.a Avi/John (still a mystery y they call him that)/shaitu): I mistook him for being shy but no. He s just camera conscious and has some stage fear. His profile says he s a scholar. Dint knw of him earlier probably becoz of his modesty. Probably loves to go incognito yet be with his friends. Gets conscious very soon. Sensitive to comments.[:)] If you catch him in middle of a secret conversation with his friend....he panics and tries to make up an excuse and he s good at it. Unlike many violence-loving guys guys he hates the violent movies like saw. Thank god someone begs to differ. Because of his quite-nature could only make out dat he s those quite ones with an interest in life as much as an extrovert. Thanks to him we knew we had to be sensitive enough to take the entire team, with us and also for the lovely photographs he took jus like a professional! (trying his best to stay away from camera)


Nakul (a.k.a Nakya/mama) : Calls me a good actor but doesnt know wat amusing expressions he gives when truly expressin something. A friendly and jovial fella. Points out the mistakes in your pronunciations of the Marathi words but himself has a weird accent.:) (im sure nobody told u abt this) . Doesn’t own up even if caught red-handed( referring to the truths abt u that came out lol) He s got a good sense of humour and a smiling face ever that lifts ure spirits come wat may. Very punctual. Just a missed call away :)...Thanks to him we understand wat punctuality meant and thats why called him the last everytimne during practices.

Pallavi (a.k.a Pal...she s just like her name/pallu) : A very cute and charming friend to everyone. I came to know so many lovely people all because of her. Amazing how she manages her time with such a huge friend list she has. Another enthusiast. When she and ambu come together they can bring life into anything. :) (ya exagerating but dunno wat other way to experss wat i feel). Extremely polite, accomodating and adjusting. Comes up with ideas and accomodates others' too. U wanna know more about anyone of these gotta ask her except herself ...ufcrs u need special permissions for that. Thanks to her. coz without her n ambu we would not have known so many enthu ppl like dem and this (mime) would not have been possible.

Priyanka (a.k.a Pree): A Connoisseur of arts. An amazing Bharatnatyam Dancer. Has a lovely smile. Very photogenic and a good actor too. An essential part of the art circle. Had our mime tested by her friend in art circle and got us necessary tips. Very cooperative and a multi tasker. Has a very rational outlook and thus spots the lacunae’s in our plans effortlessly. Catches words frequently used by her art circle and uses them so often that they have become her patented words. Few of them "Ekk NNumber" "BHHHari" :) Crazy enough like us to run to the terrace when it rains for the first time and sit on the swing made for 12yrs and below. Expert at calligraphy. Can fool any handwriting analyst into thinking high of her J. A pj lover. very cooperative and coordinates activities very well. Thanks to her that she coordinated, informed and bought us all together that we all were determined till the end to have fun and present our mime in the "not-so-satisfied" audience.

Priyanka (a.k.a Google) : She could not be with us through out due to some reasons. But nevertheless another reliable person who stayed till the end. And end means just before the show we explained to her the actions she was to do. And though apprehensive of the outcome she supported and did her part to her best. three cheers to you google. :) an old friend of mine. Thanks for being there.

Rahul (a.k.a pandhra wagh): A great comic actor with a photogenic face. Gives loud expressions that would convey the message completely and in one look.U don’t need to tell him what he needs to do, he comes out with innovative ideas to fit the situation. Pretends to hate Pjs but yet he wants to know all that were cracked and also laughs at them simultaneously ridiculing them. Holds his opinion yet ready to adjust. Frank enough to let us understand wat he has to say. Almost as punctual as nakul J Thanks to him we had a lovely time acting with him with his added contributions.

Sumant ...(a.k.a kucks): This one is the soft-hearted and silent temporary sponsorer of the group. So silent that I everytime mistake the one speaking for him to have paid the bills(sorry abt dat).He hates walking. Ready to sit anywhere in order to rest his legs. Be it a milestone near the road or the edge of a footpath(teasing one last time). J Sees some really weird movies. He he (ufcrs im joking). Comes out with some freaky ideas(“Na bika ek offer letter na hui training aadhi!”). Thanks to him we never had confusions with money issues and his freaky ideas gave some more reasons to laugh.

Zarin (a.k.a Zenu/Zar): She too has a kid in her. She has trained it to be a sophisticated kid. Every thing she does, she ensures its marked with sophistication. Infact even gola she eats only when the juice is out and the ice crumbles in order to avoid the unsophisticated slurring sound. :P But very smart to grasp what’s thrown at her. Opinionated but flexible to accommodate whats proved right. Loves talking endlessly. A believer of simple living and high thinking. Very friendly and never brings ego in the middle when it comes to friends. Thanks to her we had some sophistication in the mime and also for the community u started off without delay. Now there are hopes to stay connected even we after we are out of pict.

Special thanks to Deepak (an old friend) who introduced me to enthusiasts like pallu and ambu and Devesh (an amazing flute player) to help us during the 11th hour on the day of addiction.

All these characters are very distinct as you see yet so alike. Alike that is all are down to earth, free of attitude, nature-lovers, fun lovers and so full of enthu. So much that we wish to meet and spend the last few days in college hanging around "apli Pune" !

This is for the group : Please forgive and lemme know if I have missed out some essential “ your jeevan ki sachhai s” or have missed something while censoring out secrets. Just temme n Ill edit in case its “necessary”.

Had a great time with u people. Hope we ll all stay in touch. And if u don’t remember ?? my mini-treat is pending. J U ought to stay connected if u wish to have it(when im earning).
Hope we all reach our goals in future! All the best!
Three cheers to all of you!
Hip hip hurray!
Hip hip hurray!
Hip hip hurray!