A new year beckons on the door.Though i am perplexed to call it a new year or another year, I am really excited for the coming year as i carry lots of hope to fulfill my dreams, stick to my resolutions and changing many things, which i don't like but they bedazzle me to live with them. On every new year eve i take some resolutions but they go away by the mid-night. So i have fragmented them for the year. But every year cajoles me with this HOPE.
As the year passed i must salute it for all the things i learn from it in those 365 days. I lost something, i gained many things. I esteem the things that i got and and forget the things, i lost. When i look into the pages of my life some 364 days back, i feel glad for what i have turned into. I know these mutation inside me has transformed me to think, to act/react, to see the things around me, in a completely different way but it gives me gratification.
It is not that changes have been hovering around me only. The world has changed too. Now the letter "I" is becoming more pertinent. Wait, i am not talking about the i-pod, i-mate, i-google and not even the much hyped product of the year, "i-pill". :-) I am talking about the letter "I", which has brushed aside the word altruist, completely and is agonistically striving to show its power.
So, i hope that the new year gets enough vigour to show this "I" its stature and make it exist within its limit.
Some five years back, on 31st dec night, i was sitting on my famous/infamous "Shahi ji ka dhaba". I asked one of my closest friend, "Why don't we review the year that is leaving us?" After a short discussion he said to me, "We should never look back into the past but always learn from it". So i will try to learn from the year which will be with me for a couple of hours more and will welcome the new 'guest' with lots of hope and happiness.
WELCOME '2008'
Monday, December 31, 2007
Friday, December 14, 2007
अलविदा .....
लंबी खामोशी और लम्बा रास्ता
पग्दंदियों के साथ-साथ चलता वो नदी का किनारा ,
थक कर बैठे वो जाने-पहचाने अजनबी
बुड्ढे पेड़ कि छाओं में चलती तेज़ साँसे
बहुत सालों से जानता है वो हमें ,
मैंने यादों के सूखे पत्ते तोड़ना शुरू किया
उसने भी लम्हों कि मुरझाई फूलों कि पत्तियां तोडी
आंखों ने पत्तियों और फूलों को गीला किया
वक़्त गुजरता गया और सब बिखर गए,
रात कि सर्दी में जब सब सुख गए
तब हमने रिश्तों का आलाव जलाया
और सुबह कि रौशनी में सब भूल कर
कह दिया "अलविदा "....
पग्दंदियों के साथ-साथ चलता वो नदी का किनारा ,
थक कर बैठे वो जाने-पहचाने अजनबी
बुड्ढे पेड़ कि छाओं में चलती तेज़ साँसे
बहुत सालों से जानता है वो हमें ,
मैंने यादों के सूखे पत्ते तोड़ना शुरू किया
उसने भी लम्हों कि मुरझाई फूलों कि पत्तियां तोडी
आंखों ने पत्तियों और फूलों को गीला किया
वक़्त गुजरता गया और सब बिखर गए,
रात कि सर्दी में जब सब सुख गए
तब हमने रिश्तों का आलाव जलाया
और सुबह कि रौशनी में सब भूल कर
कह दिया "अलविदा "....
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Tujhe sab hai pata, meri maa...
Yesterday i listened the song "Maa" from the film "taare zameen par". The song is very touching and really gets onto you, the time you listen it.
Since the hindi films started having songs, there have been plethora of songs written on "maa" but there are few which goes down into your spine to pay tribute to the most pious word in this world. A 10 on 10 goes to the most touching, beautiful and creative song of the album. The invigorating music just adds the glitter. Prasoon joshi, the lyricist, defines the relationship between maa-beta in very simple but in a very unique way. He captured this feeling in the song "Luka chuppi" from RDB and Lata mangeshkar and A R Rehman gave it another height with their impeccable sweet voice. And again he recreates the magic to tell you what maa means for her child.
There can not be any word which can express the feelings of Maa for her child. Maa stands beside her child when he is growing. Maa makes her child to see the world. Whenever child is scared, maa comes close to her. She sings the "lory". Only maa can know what her child feels.
"Tujhe sab hai pata, meri maa..."
Prasoon joshi, Encore!!
Since the hindi films started having songs, there have been plethora of songs written on "maa" but there are few which goes down into your spine to pay tribute to the most pious word in this world. A 10 on 10 goes to the most touching, beautiful and creative song of the album. The invigorating music just adds the glitter. Prasoon joshi, the lyricist, defines the relationship between maa-beta in very simple but in a very unique way. He captured this feeling in the song "Luka chuppi" from RDB and Lata mangeshkar and A R Rehman gave it another height with their impeccable sweet voice. And again he recreates the magic to tell you what maa means for her child.
There can not be any word which can express the feelings of Maa for her child. Maa stands beside her child when he is growing. Maa makes her child to see the world. Whenever child is scared, maa comes close to her. She sings the "lory". Only maa can know what her child feels.
"Tujhe sab hai pata, meri maa..."
Prasoon joshi, Encore!!
Thursday, October 11, 2007
किताबें झांकती हैं ...
किताबें झांकती हैं बंद आलमारी के शीशों से,
बड़ी हसरत से तकती हैं ,
महीनों अब मुलाक़ात नही होती,
जो शामें इनकी सोहबत में कटा करती थी,
अब अकसर गुज़र जाती हैं कम्प्यूटर के परदों पर
बड़ी बेचैन रहती हैं किताबें ।
ज़बान पर जायका आता था जो इन्हें पलटने का,
अब ऊँगली क्लिक करने से बस ,
इक झपकी गुज़रती है ,
बुहत कुछ तह-ब-तह खुलता चला जाता है परदे पर ,
किताबों से जो जाती राब्ता था कट गया है।
कभी सीने पे रख के लेट जाते थे ,
कभी गोदी में रखते थे ,
कभी घुटनों को अपने रहल कि सूरत बना कर,
नीम सज़दे में पढा करते थे, छूटे जभी से ,
खुदा ने चाहा तो वो सारा इल्म तो मिलता रहेगा बाद में भी ।
मगर वो जो किताबों में मिला करते थे सूखे फूल,
किताबें मांगने,गिराने,उठाने के बहाने रिश्ते बनते थे,
उनका क्या होगा ,
वो शायद अब नही होंगे!
[गुलज़ार साहब कि एक कविता का अंश ]
बड़ी हसरत से तकती हैं ,
महीनों अब मुलाक़ात नही होती,
जो शामें इनकी सोहबत में कटा करती थी,
अब अकसर गुज़र जाती हैं कम्प्यूटर के परदों पर
बड़ी बेचैन रहती हैं किताबें ।
ज़बान पर जायका आता था जो इन्हें पलटने का,
अब ऊँगली क्लिक करने से बस ,
इक झपकी गुज़रती है ,
बुहत कुछ तह-ब-तह खुलता चला जाता है परदे पर ,
किताबों से जो जाती राब्ता था कट गया है।
कभी सीने पे रख के लेट जाते थे ,
कभी गोदी में रखते थे ,
कभी घुटनों को अपने रहल कि सूरत बना कर,
नीम सज़दे में पढा करते थे, छूटे जभी से ,
खुदा ने चाहा तो वो सारा इल्म तो मिलता रहेगा बाद में भी ।
मगर वो जो किताबों में मिला करते थे सूखे फूल,
किताबें मांगने,गिराने,उठाने के बहाने रिश्ते बनते थे,
उनका क्या होगा ,
वो शायद अब नही होंगे!
[गुलज़ार साहब कि एक कविता का अंश ]
Saturday, October 6, 2007
When love says goodbye It's a four letter word
When love says goodbye its just the four letter word
She wonders why
Why it had to start
Why should it end, and take her apart
Because she shows it
She knows it
But what can she do, it's a four letter word
Because your heart knows
When love goes
The feeling is bad
it's the worst in the world
It's sad but true
When love says goodbye It's a four letter word
[courtesy: Four letter word]
She wonders why
Why it had to start
Why should it end, and take her apart
Because she shows it
She knows it
But what can she do, it's a four letter word
Because your heart knows
When love goes
The feeling is bad
it's the worst in the world
It's sad but true
When love says goodbye It's a four letter word
[courtesy: Four letter word]
All the Happiness has settled here
The sky is bright and clear,
I am sitting facing the street,
In my lovely mothers feet.
All the happiness has settled here.
When i am tired and sleeping,
Silently she comes near,
Her hands on my head, softly moving.
All the happiness has settled here.
Bad dreams waking me up in the night
In my eyes she can read the fear,
Sings the song holding me tight
All the happiness has settled here.
All her love, all her prays,
Miles away i miss her here,
Remembering those golden days.
All the happiness has settled there.
I am sitting facing the street,
In my lovely mothers feet.
All the happiness has settled here.
When i am tired and sleeping,
Silently she comes near,
Her hands on my head, softly moving.
All the happiness has settled here.
Bad dreams waking me up in the night
In my eyes she can read the fear,
Sings the song holding me tight
All the happiness has settled here.
All her love, all her prays,
Miles away i miss her here,
Remembering those golden days.
All the happiness has settled there.
Friday, September 28, 2007
वो बेगाना
कुछ तेज़ कदम, कुछ सुस्त कदम से वो चला जा रहा था अपनी धुन में। भीड़ में अकेला, तनहा और अनजान। तभी गली के उस मोड़ पे वो दिख गयी। वो अपने दुपट्टे के कोने को चबा रही थी । ना जाने क्यों उसे ऐसा लग रहा था कि उसे देख कर वो शर्मा रही थी और अपने होंठों से तबस्सुम को चबा रही थी। उसकी ख़ुशी भी आज बेचैन सी लग रही थी । उसकी तलाश में ही तो ना जाने कितने दिनों से वो भटक रहा था।
दौड़ता हुआ,भागता हुआ वो वहाँ पहुँचता है । देखा तो कोई नही है। उस मोड़ पे एक नुक्कड़ था वो भी सुना हो गया है। कुछ राख गिरे थे और उनपे कुछ क़दमों के निशाँ रह गए थे। उसने आज भी उससे मुँह मोड़ लिया । शायद उसे उसकी बाहों में घुटन होती है। अपने दाहिने ओर देखा तो नुक्कड़ कि सबसे पुराणी दुकान नज़र आयी जो बूढी हो चुकी थी । ना जाने कितने सपनों को जलते हुए देखा है उसने अपनी आंखों के सामने।
"बाबा एक cigarette देना "
Cigarette जला कर वो आगे निकल गया..... सुनसान सड़कों पे, धुआं और वो , दोनों अपनी-अपनी मंजील ढूँढ रहे थे। चलते-चलते वो उस जगह आ कर बैठ गया जहाँ उसे छूने वाली ना तो कोई परछाई होती है ना तो शहर कि भीड़-भाड़ । तालाब का वो किनारा जहाँ पानी में बनते बिगड़ते आकार, पानी के अन्दर के बचपने को दिखाता है। वो बच्चा जो ना झंझावात समझता है ना खामोशी , वो बच्चा जिसे ना मौत का खौफ है ना जिंदगी से ग़ुस्सा। क्योंकि उसे पता है कि मौत में जिंदगी नही होती और जिंदगी तो उसकी अपनी है।
वहाँ बैठे बैठे वो सोच रहा था, वो जो धुंध , वो जो परछाई जिसके पीछे वो भाग रहा था वही तो "जिंदगी" है और उसे पाने के लिए, उसे जीने के लिए , वो पागलों कि तरह उसके पीछे भागता है और वो उससे दूर भागती है।
वो बेगाना, जिसका ना कोई ठिकाना है और ना ही रास्ते कि धुंध हलकी होती नज़र आती है। सुकून कि तलाश में पेड कि छाओं को ढूँढता है और धुप में जलने को भटकता है । इस भटके हुए राही को क्या पता कि वो, जिसकी तलाश में वो फक्कड़ बन के घूमता है वो उसकी है। वो उसके पास ही कहीँ है ।
दौड़ता हुआ,भागता हुआ वो वहाँ पहुँचता है । देखा तो कोई नही है। उस मोड़ पे एक नुक्कड़ था वो भी सुना हो गया है। कुछ राख गिरे थे और उनपे कुछ क़दमों के निशाँ रह गए थे। उसने आज भी उससे मुँह मोड़ लिया । शायद उसे उसकी बाहों में घुटन होती है। अपने दाहिने ओर देखा तो नुक्कड़ कि सबसे पुराणी दुकान नज़र आयी जो बूढी हो चुकी थी । ना जाने कितने सपनों को जलते हुए देखा है उसने अपनी आंखों के सामने।
"बाबा एक cigarette देना "
Cigarette जला कर वो आगे निकल गया..... सुनसान सड़कों पे, धुआं और वो , दोनों अपनी-अपनी मंजील ढूँढ रहे थे। चलते-चलते वो उस जगह आ कर बैठ गया जहाँ उसे छूने वाली ना तो कोई परछाई होती है ना तो शहर कि भीड़-भाड़ । तालाब का वो किनारा जहाँ पानी में बनते बिगड़ते आकार, पानी के अन्दर के बचपने को दिखाता है। वो बच्चा जो ना झंझावात समझता है ना खामोशी , वो बच्चा जिसे ना मौत का खौफ है ना जिंदगी से ग़ुस्सा। क्योंकि उसे पता है कि मौत में जिंदगी नही होती और जिंदगी तो उसकी अपनी है।
वहाँ बैठे बैठे वो सोच रहा था, वो जो धुंध , वो जो परछाई जिसके पीछे वो भाग रहा था वही तो "जिंदगी" है और उसे पाने के लिए, उसे जीने के लिए , वो पागलों कि तरह उसके पीछे भागता है और वो उससे दूर भागती है।
वो बेगाना, जिसका ना कोई ठिकाना है और ना ही रास्ते कि धुंध हलकी होती नज़र आती है। सुकून कि तलाश में पेड कि छाओं को ढूँढता है और धुप में जलने को भटकता है । इस भटके हुए राही को क्या पता कि वो, जिसकी तलाश में वो फक्कड़ बन के घूमता है वो उसकी है। वो उसके पास ही कहीँ है ।
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
LWT
It is always inspiring to read the blogs by "Robin sharma". He has always some nice "Mantra" for professional as well as personal life. He gives a new idea called "LWT" (Lead without title). How nice it will be if everyone starts working with this tool (sorry for making it technical). LWT can really change the definition of leadership.
Aaamin..
Aaamin..
Monday, September 24, 2007
Happening weekend..
Hooh..not so exciting monday "as always" and specially after an interesting weekend. Nice fride evening with some of the colleagues sharing their personal and professional views over the table in the lush green garden of exotic 'green park' hotel. Driving back to home was really an exciting experience for me and Satish. Driving on a busy baner road as if we were driving on an empty road ;-)
Saturday morning , we went out to watch the movie "Bourne ultimatum". Not a very good morning to get excited for a movie at 11 am but coming out of the theater we were really satisfied to see a pulse-pounding thriller. The movie is a irresistible rush of action, thrill, suspense and emotions. A perfectly crafted tale with a never-better acting by Matt damon. He is simply superb with his balanced and impeccable act.
Saturday nite couldn't have been better than to watch the nail-bitting, exciting, thrilling and entertaining semi-final between the "Indian tigers" and the "kangaroos". Kudos to the Indian team for an amazing show of cricket in Durban. India and Pakistan clashing for the titles is always a dream match in any form of cricket. So i am really excited to see the heat at Johannesburg tonite.
Sunde..Time to relax :-)
But ofcourse we managed to get the tickets of "Dhol", tagged as an out-n-out hilarious comedy by the critics. But as the expectations were high this was a complete let-down, though the film manages to make you laugh in a few sequences. All credits goes to Rajpal yadav.
And here comes the sunde nite which i use for thinking and planning for the coming week. For the last few weeks i have not been able to act as per my plans and this bugs me. But i know i will get down to the track sooner or later :-)
Enough of time pass. Now i should get down to some serious business. One line before i stop:
जिंदगी बड़ी होनी चाहिऐ , लंबी नही ..........
Saturday morning , we went out to watch the movie "Bourne ultimatum". Not a very good morning to get excited for a movie at 11 am but coming out of the theater we were really satisfied to see a pulse-pounding thriller. The movie is a irresistible rush of action, thrill, suspense and emotions. A perfectly crafted tale with a never-better acting by Matt damon. He is simply superb with his balanced and impeccable act.
Saturday nite couldn't have been better than to watch the nail-bitting, exciting, thrilling and entertaining semi-final between the "Indian tigers" and the "kangaroos". Kudos to the Indian team for an amazing show of cricket in Durban. India and Pakistan clashing for the titles is always a dream match in any form of cricket. So i am really excited to see the heat at Johannesburg tonite.
Sunde..Time to relax :-)
But ofcourse we managed to get the tickets of "Dhol", tagged as an out-n-out hilarious comedy by the critics. But as the expectations were high this was a complete let-down, though the film manages to make you laugh in a few sequences. All credits goes to Rajpal yadav.
And here comes the sunde nite which i use for thinking and planning for the coming week. For the last few weeks i have not been able to act as per my plans and this bugs me. But i know i will get down to the track sooner or later :-)
Enough of time pass. Now i should get down to some serious business. One line before i stop:
जिंदगी बड़ी होनी चाहिऐ , लंबी नही ..........
Thursday, September 20, 2007
खवाब, दोस्ती etc
" शाही जी , एक कप चाय मिलेगी ?"
"हाँ हाँ बाबु , जरूर पर 5 मिनट इंतज़ार करना होगा । अभी अभी चूल्हा जलाया है ,थोडा लौ आ जाने दो"
"ठीक है "
इतना कह कर वो सामने रखी बेंच पर बैठ गया ।
"माचिस है क्या , शाही जी, cigarette जलाने के liye ?"
"ये लो बाबु "
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"शाही जी , ६ चाय ..गरमा गरम , आज बहुत ठंढ है "
"हाँ बाबु , अभी बनाते हैं "
"आपको ठंढ नही लगती ? आपने सिर्फ एक चादर ओढ़ रखा है "
"लगती है पर क्या करें बाबु , कुछ पैसे थे बिटिया के गौअना में खर्च हो गए "
"आपलोग जब कमाने लगेंगे तब आपसे बख्सिश लेंगे "
"जरूर , शाही जी "
"हाँ तो भाई लोग आज क्या करें ?"
"अबे आज "हवा बाबा" और मयंक मिलकर राहुल का interview लेंगे "
"और सुमित और अशित note करेंगे कि कहॉ सही है और कहॉ गलत "
"भाई लोग , ज्यादा band मत बजाना "
"अबे राहुल , तू tension मत ले . You need to face these for preparation."
"ये देखो Lieutenant साहब ने दिखाई अपनी QLQs (Officer Like Qualities)"
"अबे यार शाही जी के यहाँ के चाय "the best" होती है "
"हाँ यार और इसके साथ 'छोटी Gold Flake' तो बस पूछो मत "
"चाय repeat कर दे ?"
"हाँ यार , मस्त ठंढ है आजकल "
"अबे अभी तो मयंक के घर पे भी जाना है "
"हाँ यार, आंटी ने कुछ ना कुछ खाने को बनाया होगा "
"अबे यार , थोडा उधर खिसक "
"क्यों ?"
"अबे मेरे घर कि खिड़की खुली दिख रही है "
"अबे ये तो पीयूष हो गया है , उसके पापा 2 km दूर भी होते थे तो उसे दिख जाता था "
"देख भाई , सब के सब promise कर कि जब हम सब कुछ बन जायेंगे तो शाही जी के लिए कुछ ना कुछ जरूर करेंगे "
"बिल्कुल "
"हवा बाबा कि जय " "हवा बाबा कि जय " "हवा बाबा कि जय "
"अबे वो देख "चुक्का " आ रहा है "
"देखना आते ही साथ मस्त सा अंग्रेजी का line बोलेगा "
"Hey guys, wassup? Can i have the privilege to join this elite company?"
"yaaaaaa sure"
सब के एक साथ जोड़ से हंसने कि आवाज़ आती है ।
"अबे प्रशांत , धीरे हंस वर्ना तेरी हंसी सुन कर सामने से Inspector आ जाएगा "
"अबे डरता क्यों है , Lieutenant साहब हैं ना "
सब एक साथ फिर से हंसने लगते हैं ....
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"बाबु , ये लीजिये चाय "
"आपके बाक़ी के दोस्त कहॉ हैं आजकल ?"
"सब अपने अपने job में मस्त हैं "
"कुछ मुम्बई में , कुछ पुणे में "
"एक और आते थे छोटे - छोटे , जो Army में थे "
"हाँ वो आजकल जम्मू में है "
यही वो जगह है जहाँ हमनें ना जाने कितनी शाम हँसते खेलते बितायी है । ये जगह हमारे लिए "Coaching centre" भी था "मस्ती centre" भी था और "Timepass centre" भी था । आज भी वो bench वहीँ है । शाही जी का ढाबा जैसे का तैसा है । कुछ भी तो नही बदला । वही ढाबे के सामने को खुलती हुई प्रशांत के room कि खिड़की ,वही University arts block के सामने का सन्नाटा । शाही जीं के ढाबे में जलती हुई पीली रौशनी का bulb।
बदली है तो बस वहाँ कि शाम , जहाँ कभी उन punters के हंसी कि आवाज़ गूंजती थी । जहाँ कभी वो punters अपने सपने बुनते थे । (आजतक शायद , उनके घरवालों को भी नही पता कि वो सब शाम 5 से रात के 9 बजे तक कहॉ होते थे ) शाही जी और बूढ़े हो चले हैं पर उन्हें हम सब के चेहरे याद हैं । वो चेहरे जो दुनिया के भीड़ में अपनी अलग पहचान बनाने के लिए सरदी कि धुप और गरमी कि रात भूल चुके हैं ।
"बाबु , बाक़ी लोग अब मुज़फ़्फ़रपुर नही आते क्या ?"
"आते हैं शाही जी , पर एक दो दिन ही रूक पाते हैं "
"वैसे देखिए इस दिवाली पे हम सब plan कर रहे हैं एक साथ यहाँ आने का "
"चाय पीने जरूर आइयेगा , आप सबको एक साथ देखकर ख़ुशी होगी "
"जरूर , शाही जी.... "
"हाँ हाँ बाबु , जरूर पर 5 मिनट इंतज़ार करना होगा । अभी अभी चूल्हा जलाया है ,थोडा लौ आ जाने दो"
"ठीक है "
इतना कह कर वो सामने रखी बेंच पर बैठ गया ।
"माचिस है क्या , शाही जी, cigarette जलाने के liye ?"
"ये लो बाबु "
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"शाही जी , ६ चाय ..गरमा गरम , आज बहुत ठंढ है "
"हाँ बाबु , अभी बनाते हैं "
"आपको ठंढ नही लगती ? आपने सिर्फ एक चादर ओढ़ रखा है "
"लगती है पर क्या करें बाबु , कुछ पैसे थे बिटिया के गौअना में खर्च हो गए "
"आपलोग जब कमाने लगेंगे तब आपसे बख्सिश लेंगे "
"जरूर , शाही जी "
"हाँ तो भाई लोग आज क्या करें ?"
"अबे आज "हवा बाबा" और मयंक मिलकर राहुल का interview लेंगे "
"और सुमित और अशित note करेंगे कि कहॉ सही है और कहॉ गलत "
"भाई लोग , ज्यादा band मत बजाना "
"अबे राहुल , तू tension मत ले . You need to face these for preparation."
"ये देखो Lieutenant साहब ने दिखाई अपनी QLQs (Officer Like Qualities)"
"अबे यार शाही जी के यहाँ के चाय "the best" होती है "
"हाँ यार और इसके साथ 'छोटी Gold Flake' तो बस पूछो मत "
"चाय repeat कर दे ?"
"हाँ यार , मस्त ठंढ है आजकल "
"अबे अभी तो मयंक के घर पे भी जाना है "
"हाँ यार, आंटी ने कुछ ना कुछ खाने को बनाया होगा "
"अबे यार , थोडा उधर खिसक "
"क्यों ?"
"अबे मेरे घर कि खिड़की खुली दिख रही है "
"अबे ये तो पीयूष हो गया है , उसके पापा 2 km दूर भी होते थे तो उसे दिख जाता था "
"देख भाई , सब के सब promise कर कि जब हम सब कुछ बन जायेंगे तो शाही जी के लिए कुछ ना कुछ जरूर करेंगे "
"बिल्कुल "
"हवा बाबा कि जय " "हवा बाबा कि जय " "हवा बाबा कि जय "
"अबे वो देख "चुक्का " आ रहा है "
"देखना आते ही साथ मस्त सा अंग्रेजी का line बोलेगा "
"Hey guys, wassup? Can i have the privilege to join this elite company?"
"yaaaaaa sure"
सब के एक साथ जोड़ से हंसने कि आवाज़ आती है ।
"अबे प्रशांत , धीरे हंस वर्ना तेरी हंसी सुन कर सामने से Inspector आ जाएगा "
"अबे डरता क्यों है , Lieutenant साहब हैं ना "
सब एक साथ फिर से हंसने लगते हैं ....
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"बाबु , ये लीजिये चाय "
"आपके बाक़ी के दोस्त कहॉ हैं आजकल ?"
"सब अपने अपने job में मस्त हैं "
"कुछ मुम्बई में , कुछ पुणे में "
"एक और आते थे छोटे - छोटे , जो Army में थे "
"हाँ वो आजकल जम्मू में है "
यही वो जगह है जहाँ हमनें ना जाने कितनी शाम हँसते खेलते बितायी है । ये जगह हमारे लिए "Coaching centre" भी था "मस्ती centre" भी था और "Timepass centre" भी था । आज भी वो bench वहीँ है । शाही जी का ढाबा जैसे का तैसा है । कुछ भी तो नही बदला । वही ढाबे के सामने को खुलती हुई प्रशांत के room कि खिड़की ,वही University arts block के सामने का सन्नाटा । शाही जीं के ढाबे में जलती हुई पीली रौशनी का bulb।
बदली है तो बस वहाँ कि शाम , जहाँ कभी उन punters के हंसी कि आवाज़ गूंजती थी । जहाँ कभी वो punters अपने सपने बुनते थे । (आजतक शायद , उनके घरवालों को भी नही पता कि वो सब शाम 5 से रात के 9 बजे तक कहॉ होते थे ) शाही जी और बूढ़े हो चले हैं पर उन्हें हम सब के चेहरे याद हैं । वो चेहरे जो दुनिया के भीड़ में अपनी अलग पहचान बनाने के लिए सरदी कि धुप और गरमी कि रात भूल चुके हैं ।
"बाबु , बाक़ी लोग अब मुज़फ़्फ़रपुर नही आते क्या ?"
"आते हैं शाही जी , पर एक दो दिन ही रूक पाते हैं "
"वैसे देखिए इस दिवाली पे हम सब plan कर रहे हैं एक साथ यहाँ आने का "
"चाय पीने जरूर आइयेगा , आप सबको एक साथ देखकर ख़ुशी होगी "
"जरूर , शाही जी.... "
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Cashing on..
Few days back I read an interview of one of the top company's VP. He pretenses to have an end-to-end product development centre. No doubt that the company is one of the Largest software giant but what about its center in India. They have got the name to lure anyone to work for them. Plus, having a good market and brand value, they can easily afford to pay heavily. They claim to have a "state of the art campus" but i guess so have most of the other companies. And i will be biassed if i talk only about the software companies. Sometime back DRL was rated as one of the best company to work for, in India.
Recently we have seen many top-notch Software companies exapanding their centers in India. They try every bit to entice the youngesters. Another company is very smart enough to claim that it is NOT a company which outsource the work. But it is very honest to say that it works on the various feature development in collaboration with its conterparts, abroad.
These companies think only of the Brand marketing as if they are another FMCG company. What we expect them is to brand themselves beyond marketing. It is not that all the MN C's (i am talking only about the software companies) are just luring the talents in India to get a cheaper workforce. There are a few companies which have been offering great careers to the Indian brains.
I know many of my alumnus (aptly and popularly called as PUCSDiians) working for the companies which are not the big bulls in the software arena. But they work because they savor the work they are doing. Most of these big companies are here in India to basically act as the support and feature addition centre. I dont think , if any company can honestly claim to be the end-to-end product development centre.
It would be really nice and a welcome step by any of these big companies to make the centre in India to be a truly end-to-end Innovation and R&D centre. Freshers coming out of the campus can really feel germane of what they studied in the college.
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I am sorry, if someone reading this blog and the blog just below is flabbergasted to see the juxtaposition of my writings but that is what i say, "ashit-feels".
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Recently we have seen many top-notch Software companies exapanding their centers in India. They try every bit to entice the youngesters. Another company is very smart enough to claim that it is NOT a company which outsource the work. But it is very honest to say that it works on the various feature development in collaboration with its conterparts, abroad.
These companies think only of the Brand marketing as if they are another FMCG company. What we expect them is to brand themselves beyond marketing. It is not that all the MN C's (i am talking only about the software companies) are just luring the talents in India to get a cheaper workforce. There are a few companies which have been offering great careers to the Indian brains.
I know many of my alumnus (aptly and popularly called as PUCSDiians) working for the companies which are not the big bulls in the software arena. But they work because they savor the work they are doing. Most of these big companies are here in India to basically act as the support and feature addition centre. I dont think , if any company can honestly claim to be the end-to-end product development centre.
It would be really nice and a welcome step by any of these big companies to make the centre in India to be a truly end-to-end Innovation and R&D centre. Freshers coming out of the campus can really feel germane of what they studied in the college.
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I am sorry, if someone reading this blog and the blog just below is flabbergasted to see the juxtaposition of my writings but that is what i say, "ashit-feels".
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Thursday, September 13, 2007
Dissension!!
Last night was one of the longest night in my life..and this night was the ground for the battle between me and my feelings. I want to be myself but my feelings always try to drag me out.
When i am myself my head is on the driver's seat but the moment i try to listen my feelings this seat is occupied by my heart. Both head and heart considers themselves as the master of this body and they fight like the staunch enemies. The whole night i could hear the brazen clashes of these two. My head feels the penitence for the past but the heart feels supercilious for what all it did.
I can just be a dumb spectator but neither can i enjoy it nor can i run away from it.
Oh my gosh!! how do the things changes. Sometime back these two antagonists were like Orestes and Pylades.
The battle goes every night and i just wait for the dawn because they hide their enmity or try to hide their enmity in the light. Sometime i feel they might frown over each other but they are very benignant for me. Because they dont let me down in front of this world.
When i am myself my head is on the driver's seat but the moment i try to listen my feelings this seat is occupied by my heart. Both head and heart considers themselves as the master of this body and they fight like the staunch enemies. The whole night i could hear the brazen clashes of these two. My head feels the penitence for the past but the heart feels supercilious for what all it did.
I can just be a dumb spectator but neither can i enjoy it nor can i run away from it.
Oh my gosh!! how do the things changes. Sometime back these two antagonists were like Orestes and Pylades.
The battle goes every night and i just wait for the dawn because they hide their enmity or try to hide their enmity in the light. Sometime i feel they might frown over each other but they are very benignant for me. Because they dont let me down in front of this world.
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Loneliness(II)
"Sonu, aaj tum kahin bahar nahi jaoge"
"Mummy, lekin 4 baj gaye hain aur sabhi dost mera wait kar rahe honge"
"Nahi tum aaj cricket nahi kheloge,Monu ko ghar bula lo aur carrom khelo"
"Mummy,par aaj mera match hai!!"
"Beta,maine kaha na..aaj badal jodon se garaj raha hai aur baarish aane waali hai..
Bheengoge to bimaar ho jaoge"
Mummy comes close to me..moves her fingers in my hair and says "Mera achcha beta meri baat maan lo"
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I have just returned from office.Completely drenched.Entering the flat i found that there is no electricity.I light the candle and lay down on the bed.Its 9pm and am in no hurry to go to sleep as tommorrow is Saturday,so no office.I had my dinner a bit early today while returning from office.just for timepass i start sending messages to my friends.But suddenly the cell start showing BatteryLow warnigns so i had to stop messaging.Am getting bored,so i start my bike to get a cup of tea.
Some 3.5 kms from my Flat, there is one multiplex.In front of it there is one shop which is open till 4 am in the morning.
"Aslam bhai,ek cup chai milegi?"
"Jaroor"
This is the place which makes me nostalgic everytime i come over here.I used to come here at 3am during our 3rd semester when we spent sleeplees nights during exams.Apart from these there are many sweet memories attached to this shop..
But now I come to this place only in the late night or whenever i am alone..
Suddenly my phone rings..
"Kahan ho tum abhi?"
"Main abhi bahar hoon"
"Office se ghar nahi laute?"
"Nahi office se bahut pehle aa gaya tha,abhi chai peene nikala hoon"
"Itni aawaz kaisi aa rahi hai?"
"Baarish ho rahi hai aur badal bhi garaz rahe hain"
"Kitni baar samjhaya hai ki baarish mein ghar pe raha karo,Tumhe kutch samajh mein nahi aata hai"
"Arre Mummy,itna tension mat lo main thik hoon..bas abhi ghar jaa raha hoon"
"Haan jaldi ghar jao,Bike dheere-dheere chalana..Ghar jaa kar sar mein tel maalish kar lena.Warna shardi-jukaam ho jayega..Ghar ki khidkiyan band karke sona,Baarish ki hawa se tumhe fever ho jaata hai..Ho sake to doodh le lena..Doodh mein haldi daal kar pee lena..achcha rehta hai......"
"Are mummy,thik hai na tum kitna samjhati rehti ho"
"Haan ab to tu bada ho gaya hai,mere samjhane se koi fayda to hona nahi hai........"
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I return back home and open the window of my room.Its still raining outside.Raindrops are beating feverishly.I remember the words of Mummy but i dont know why but allowing the rain to run through my body gives me immense sensation.Rain is hitting on the railings of my balcony but i ignore her only to find that she gets angry.Playing with the rain makes me happy for the moment but i know its not long-lasting.
I remember one of the lines written by Gulzaar saab:
"Der tak baithe hue,Hum donone baarish dekhi,
Woh dikhati thi mujhe,taaron pe chalti hui boondein"
"Mummy, lekin 4 baj gaye hain aur sabhi dost mera wait kar rahe honge"
"Nahi tum aaj cricket nahi kheloge,Monu ko ghar bula lo aur carrom khelo"
"Mummy,par aaj mera match hai!!"
"Beta,maine kaha na..aaj badal jodon se garaj raha hai aur baarish aane waali hai..
Bheengoge to bimaar ho jaoge"
Mummy comes close to me..moves her fingers in my hair and says "Mera achcha beta meri baat maan lo"
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I have just returned from office.Completely drenched.Entering the flat i found that there is no electricity.I light the candle and lay down on the bed.Its 9pm and am in no hurry to go to sleep as tommorrow is Saturday,so no office.I had my dinner a bit early today while returning from office.just for timepass i start sending messages to my friends.But suddenly the cell start showing BatteryLow warnigns so i had to stop messaging.Am getting bored,so i start my bike to get a cup of tea.
Some 3.5 kms from my Flat, there is one multiplex.In front of it there is one shop which is open till 4 am in the morning.
"Aslam bhai,ek cup chai milegi?"
"Jaroor"
This is the place which makes me nostalgic everytime i come over here.I used to come here at 3am during our 3rd semester when we spent sleeplees nights during exams.Apart from these there are many sweet memories attached to this shop..
But now I come to this place only in the late night or whenever i am alone..
Suddenly my phone rings..
"Kahan ho tum abhi?"
"Main abhi bahar hoon"
"Office se ghar nahi laute?"
"Nahi office se bahut pehle aa gaya tha,abhi chai peene nikala hoon"
"Itni aawaz kaisi aa rahi hai?"
"Baarish ho rahi hai aur badal bhi garaz rahe hain"
"Kitni baar samjhaya hai ki baarish mein ghar pe raha karo,Tumhe kutch samajh mein nahi aata hai"
"Arre Mummy,itna tension mat lo main thik hoon..bas abhi ghar jaa raha hoon"
"Haan jaldi ghar jao,Bike dheere-dheere chalana..Ghar jaa kar sar mein tel maalish kar lena.Warna shardi-jukaam ho jayega..Ghar ki khidkiyan band karke sona,Baarish ki hawa se tumhe fever ho jaata hai..Ho sake to doodh le lena..Doodh mein haldi daal kar pee lena..achcha rehta hai......"
"Are mummy,thik hai na tum kitna samjhati rehti ho"
"Haan ab to tu bada ho gaya hai,mere samjhane se koi fayda to hona nahi hai........"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I return back home and open the window of my room.Its still raining outside.Raindrops are beating feverishly.I remember the words of Mummy but i dont know why but allowing the rain to run through my body gives me immense sensation.Rain is hitting on the railings of my balcony but i ignore her only to find that she gets angry.Playing with the rain makes me happy for the moment but i know its not long-lasting.
I remember one of the lines written by Gulzaar saab:
"Der tak baithe hue,Hum donone baarish dekhi,
Woh dikhati thi mujhe,taaron pe chalti hui boondein"
Monday, June 18, 2007
Loneliness (I)
The other night,I was sitting on the bench in my Garden.I looked towards the sky..For the last few days,the sky was full of dark clouds.Stars were covered under them.
But there was one star, twinkling alone.
Few days back,he was not alone.He was surrounded by the friends who used to be awake all the night to play with him.But today all of them have gone into hibernation and left him alone to fight with the mighty black demon who every now and then tried to engulf him.But he fought,to make his own identity...
During our childhood,whenever we used to see a single star in the sky, we used to count five Flower names.I don't know from where this superstition came but it was believed that a single star in the sky was a sign of bad omen.If you happened to see it,it would make you lonely too..
Whatever the reason behind this superstition might be, but this is the bitter Truth of this World.The same star,when it is twinkling amongst the others wont be considered as a bad omen.
The game continues between the clouds and the star.The frustration of clouds can easily be heard whenever it looses and the escaping victory of the star is visible in its light.As the night got cold, I rose stiffly to my feet and walked back to my room leaving that star to play hide and seek with the dark clouds and just a hope that someday i would see it again, playing happily with his friend without any fear-The fear to loose its identity, the fear to be mortal..
But there was one star, twinkling alone.
Few days back,he was not alone.He was surrounded by the friends who used to be awake all the night to play with him.But today all of them have gone into hibernation and left him alone to fight with the mighty black demon who every now and then tried to engulf him.But he fought,to make his own identity...
During our childhood,whenever we used to see a single star in the sky, we used to count five Flower names.I don't know from where this superstition came but it was believed that a single star in the sky was a sign of bad omen.If you happened to see it,it would make you lonely too..
Whatever the reason behind this superstition might be, but this is the bitter Truth of this World.The same star,when it is twinkling amongst the others wont be considered as a bad omen.
The game continues between the clouds and the star.The frustration of clouds can easily be heard whenever it looses and the escaping victory of the star is visible in its light.As the night got cold, I rose stiffly to my feet and walked back to my room leaving that star to play hide and seek with the dark clouds and just a hope that someday i would see it again, playing happily with his friend without any fear-The fear to loose its identity, the fear to be mortal..
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Hyacinth
Again the same rainy season.Birds are singing the song of love for their beloved.Flowers are blushing to show their beauty.New green leaves will come on the tree which has been the victim to shed their leaves.They are getting a new life...
In the corner of my house there is one Hyacinth plant.The red flowers on it looks so beautiful to attract anyone.About Hyacinth,prophet Mohammed is reported to have said "If i had but two loaves of bread, i would sell one and buy Hyacinths, for they would feed my soul".
But since my childhood mummy used to forbade me from going near the hyacinth.Biologically hyacinth is considered to be a toxic plant.I guess this is its similarity to alkaloid compounds that it doesn't care about this world and keeps grooving in the toxic smell inside.
The clouds are getting darker and the hyacinth looks even more beautiful today.It tries to catch the first drop of rain coming down.The droplet also shrunken itself as soon as it fell on the leaves and its happiness,after meeting her beloved,is like the blush of the dawn.They look like the perfect couple.The droplet sitting on the green leaves under the red shadow of the hyacinth flowers.Hyacinth is happy to see his beloved intoxicated in his love.But hyacinth never had the idea that the pompous wind also terms him as untouchable.It blows with full vigor and makes the droplet fell out of hyacinth lap.
Hyacinth unsuccessfully tries hard to catch her but she fells down and spreads out to get into the dust.But before she fells down,she kisses the hyacinth to bid him farewell.
For some this rain may have brought happiness and have given a new life.
For others i can just say a few lines:
"Peechli baarish mein tum bheeg rahi thi jin boondon mein,
unhe humne bhi mehsoos kiya tha...
Wo apne the,tumhe choo kar mere hone ka ehsaas dilate the...
.............................................................
Ab to wo bhi begaane ho gaye hain..."
Sweet memories get lost in time,like tears in rain
In the corner of my house there is one Hyacinth plant.The red flowers on it looks so beautiful to attract anyone.About Hyacinth,prophet Mohammed is reported to have said "If i had but two loaves of bread, i would sell one and buy Hyacinths, for they would feed my soul".
But since my childhood mummy used to forbade me from going near the hyacinth.Biologically hyacinth is considered to be a toxic plant.I guess this is its similarity to alkaloid compounds that it doesn't care about this world and keeps grooving in the toxic smell inside.
The clouds are getting darker and the hyacinth looks even more beautiful today.It tries to catch the first drop of rain coming down.The droplet also shrunken itself as soon as it fell on the leaves and its happiness,after meeting her beloved,is like the blush of the dawn.They look like the perfect couple.The droplet sitting on the green leaves under the red shadow of the hyacinth flowers.Hyacinth is happy to see his beloved intoxicated in his love.But hyacinth never had the idea that the pompous wind also terms him as untouchable.It blows with full vigor and makes the droplet fell out of hyacinth lap.
Hyacinth unsuccessfully tries hard to catch her but she fells down and spreads out to get into the dust.But before she fells down,she kisses the hyacinth to bid him farewell.
For some this rain may have brought happiness and have given a new life.
For others i can just say a few lines:
"Peechli baarish mein tum bheeg rahi thi jin boondon mein,
unhe humne bhi mehsoos kiya tha...
Wo apne the,tumhe choo kar mere hone ka ehsaas dilate the...
.............................................................
Ab to wo bhi begaane ho gaye hain..."
Sweet memories get lost in time,like tears in rain
Friday, May 25, 2007
Friday Night Fever
Its friday night, people (Do i need to mention Software professionals?) all over the world head to bars to celebrate the week that made them to sweat, the week that made them to test how much coagulations they have got in their brain.The English are criticised for binge drinking till the day dies and they become oblivious of all that happened for the last five days.But is it really so different in Pune?
No,I can just say that we are a step ahead of what all they do.The symptomps of "Friday night fever" can be felt from thursday itself.There is just one word in the air,since thursday morning, "Whats the PLAN?" Chats,mails,Orkut,phone...everything has just one word "Friday night PLAN".
So i will unveil the PLAN rather than making the people to dice out their options.
Actors in Lead Role :Ashit,Hemant,Shailendra Rana,Vipul Sharma and above all Varidh Bhargava
Special and Dynamic Appearance:GAMBO (Guess who?)
Sorry,No actress because "Ganda hai par dhandha hai ye"
NOTE: The director is trying hard to cast Sachin Bamne but he is too busy to come 'Janta ke Samne'.
Day: Friday Time:2:36 PM (IST)
People are in their office just after having their Lunch.Rather than getting back to their work they start sending mails:
"Whats the PLAN?" "Which place will be suitable to execute our plan?" "Who all are going to join?"
So PLAN is decided.Venue:C-2 **** Time:8pm **** PLAN-codename: "Brand Marketting"
Day:Friday Time:8:00 PM (IST)
Rana is the first to reach on the sets.Waiting for the others to join and is lost in the music of "Elton John".He is a great fan of "Elton John" (i dont know why?).Ashit and Hemant joins in after sometime.All three are waiting for Varidh and Vipul.They are on their way.The PALN is so exciting that they drive all the way from Hadapsar to Aundh(almost 15kms).As soon as they reach,our superhero Vardih is invited for giving a Green signal for the PLAN.Varidh puts on the comp and plays the video of "Chup Chup ke, from Bunty Aur Bubbly".So here is the Green Signal.As soon as the song is over Varidh and Hemant (Now the time has come to give this special person a name:"Shayar") heads to Parihar to get the Knowledge of special Brands.They collect the sample and brings them in a bag.As everyone is hungry so "Tandoor Chicken" and "Paneer tikka" has been ordered.
Now the discussion on "Brand Marketting" starts:
Starting with Shailendra: His IDOL is "Vijay Mallaya".He wants to be like him and fligh high and touch the sky.This is why he always Likes to fly in "kingfisher" only.No second thoughts.
Shayar: The one who wants to Fly in "Kingfisher",play the "Knockout" matches,be always the "No-1".But he is tensed,as he has got some "Royal Challenges" in front of him.He is ready to stake upon any brand.Is amply able to lift the stocks of any of the Brand.
Ashit: Have been offered to grace the CEO position of "ITC" due to his loyalty and hard work that saw the company's share reaching its all time high.Likes the hospitality of "Kingfisher" airlines.He usually gets "5000" or "10000" bucks
as the reward for his "Brand management".
Vipul: Of-late,he is getting a little "soft" over the brands.Now likes to go for any brand but acts as the facilitator for this discussion.The real energetic guy.
Varidh: Here is the man who is very choosy in adoring the brands.Gives a very "Royal" touch in whatever he do. Thats why we call him "Mera No.1"
The discussion continues in between "Fire and Smoke".And the Shayaris of "Apne shayar Babu" (he likes to be called as "Dev babu" who will drink water only in front of "Paroo" house {pun intended}) adds "fuel to the fire".His shayaris are capable of giving a life even to that "Bujhati hui shama".Varidh is usually silent uttering a few heavy one liners in between "Like Sholay ke Amitabh".Rana is well into the discussion with his "Dharmik baatein" adding the spice.Bamne has planned to make a cassette of his "Intellectual properties" and plans to listen them Subah-Shaam.
Sharmaji (Vipul) ka kya hai..He is so versatile that he can discuss on any topic and any Brand."Puraane Khiladi hain Sharmaji".To make the PLAN an easy going, he puts in his filler songs intermittently.
Now enters the powerhouse of this PLAN:Mr Gambo.He the brand ambasasador of "Oracle".He tries to keep his Database updated.Pata nahi iski life mein kya problem hai.I guess he should get a "Question mark" tatoo on his forehead.Itne questions poochta hai ki sach maano "Paka daalta hai".
So after all the discussions we have to reach the conclusion.So whoever is "Completely out of this world" is the winner and as an award and recognition he becomes the "Brand Ambassador" of that company.
Day:Saturday Time: 1AM (IST)
Due to this High Fride fever Varidh demands for "Garam" and only Ashit knows that at this time of the night where can he get his Garam.We all start our bike and moves to the "Garam" shop.Rana is so frustated with the result of the PLAN that he forgets Ashit and goes some 200m ahead then feels that there is noone on his rear seat.He returns back to take Ashit with him.After having their "Garam" "Regular" or "Light" everyone returns back and before everyone fell down on the bed they ask Gambo:
"Kalh Subah 6 cup chai banakar le aana"
GOOD NITE!!!!
No,I can just say that we are a step ahead of what all they do.The symptomps of "Friday night fever" can be felt from thursday itself.There is just one word in the air,since thursday morning, "Whats the PLAN?" Chats,mails,Orkut,phone...everything has just one word "Friday night PLAN".
So i will unveil the PLAN rather than making the people to dice out their options.
Actors in Lead Role :Ashit,Hemant,Shailendra Rana,Vipul Sharma and above all Varidh Bhargava
Special and Dynamic Appearance:GAMBO (Guess who?)
Sorry,No actress because "Ganda hai par dhandha hai ye"
NOTE: The director is trying hard to cast Sachin Bamne but he is too busy to come 'Janta ke Samne'.
Day: Friday Time:2:36 PM (IST)
People are in their office just after having their Lunch.Rather than getting back to their work they start sending mails:
"Whats the PLAN?" "Which place will be suitable to execute our plan?" "Who all are going to join?"
So PLAN is decided.Venue:C-2 **** Time:8pm **** PLAN-codename: "Brand Marketting"
Day:Friday Time:8:00 PM (IST)
Rana is the first to reach on the sets.Waiting for the others to join and is lost in the music of "Elton John".He is a great fan of "Elton John" (i dont know why?).Ashit and Hemant joins in after sometime.All three are waiting for Varidh and Vipul.They are on their way.The PALN is so exciting that they drive all the way from Hadapsar to Aundh(almost 15kms).As soon as they reach,our superhero Vardih is invited for giving a Green signal for the PLAN.Varidh puts on the comp and plays the video of "Chup Chup ke, from Bunty Aur Bubbly".So here is the Green Signal.As soon as the song is over Varidh and Hemant (Now the time has come to give this special person a name:"Shayar") heads to Parihar to get the Knowledge of special Brands.They collect the sample and brings them in a bag.As everyone is hungry so "Tandoor Chicken" and "Paneer tikka" has been ordered.
Now the discussion on "Brand Marketting" starts:
Starting with Shailendra: His IDOL is "Vijay Mallaya".He wants to be like him and fligh high and touch the sky.This is why he always Likes to fly in "kingfisher" only.No second thoughts.
Shayar: The one who wants to Fly in "Kingfisher",play the "Knockout" matches,be always the "No-1".But he is tensed,as he has got some "Royal Challenges" in front of him.He is ready to stake upon any brand.Is amply able to lift the stocks of any of the Brand.
Ashit: Have been offered to grace the CEO position of "ITC" due to his loyalty and hard work that saw the company's share reaching its all time high.Likes the hospitality of "Kingfisher" airlines.He usually gets "5000" or "10000" bucks
as the reward for his "Brand management".
Vipul: Of-late,he is getting a little "soft" over the brands.Now likes to go for any brand but acts as the facilitator for this discussion.The real energetic guy.
Varidh: Here is the man who is very choosy in adoring the brands.Gives a very "Royal" touch in whatever he do. Thats why we call him "Mera No.1"
The discussion continues in between "Fire and Smoke".And the Shayaris of "Apne shayar Babu" (he likes to be called as "Dev babu" who will drink water only in front of "Paroo" house {pun intended}) adds "fuel to the fire".His shayaris are capable of giving a life even to that "Bujhati hui shama".Varidh is usually silent uttering a few heavy one liners in between "Like Sholay ke Amitabh".Rana is well into the discussion with his "Dharmik baatein" adding the spice.Bamne has planned to make a cassette of his "Intellectual properties" and plans to listen them Subah-Shaam.
Sharmaji (Vipul) ka kya hai..He is so versatile that he can discuss on any topic and any Brand."Puraane Khiladi hain Sharmaji".To make the PLAN an easy going, he puts in his filler songs intermittently.
Now enters the powerhouse of this PLAN:Mr Gambo.He the brand ambasasador of "Oracle".He tries to keep his Database updated.Pata nahi iski life mein kya problem hai.I guess he should get a "Question mark" tatoo on his forehead.Itne questions poochta hai ki sach maano "Paka daalta hai".
So after all the discussions we have to reach the conclusion.So whoever is "Completely out of this world" is the winner and as an award and recognition he becomes the "Brand Ambassador" of that company.
Day:Saturday Time: 1AM (IST)
Due to this High Fride fever Varidh demands for "Garam" and only Ashit knows that at this time of the night where can he get his Garam.We all start our bike and moves to the "Garam" shop.Rana is so frustated with the result of the PLAN that he forgets Ashit and goes some 200m ahead then feels that there is noone on his rear seat.He returns back to take Ashit with him.After having their "Garam" "Regular" or "Light" everyone returns back and before everyone fell down on the bed they ask Gambo:
"Kalh Subah 6 cup chai banakar le aana"
GOOD NITE!!!!
Tuesday, May 8, 2007
Finding Myself...
I am watching outside, through the glasses and waiting for that red dragon to hide behind the mountains.I know that till the time that dragon is energised with its yellow light, i can try hard to make myself a robot.But after that i am exhausted, i am tired, i am frightened, i am left like a normal human being who has something on the left side of his body which pumps to flag-off the battle between emotions and intellect.
I am riding my bike whose indicator fluctuates in between 80kph-90kph like a Melancholy's child.I feel lost in the sweet parody of songs sung by someone sitting on the rear seat.I havent ever understood who controls the handle of my bike.It sometime goes on the wrong track and sometime on the right track but finally it stops in the parking of surajban society,the place where i dont want to go.I love to walk on the road feeling the rusty wind which always hisses to ask me "What are you doing?" "Why are you doing this?" "What do you want?"
I cant answer them but i feel good to get tortured by them.
I am sitting alone on the pavement.The night dark and long like the hair of that damsel, the stars twinkling like her smile.I put my hands inside my jeans pocket and take out a packet.Again my bad luck, i have just 6 cigarettes in that packet.I start with the first but the others are waiting eagerly to burn out.I smoke out into the sky and watch them making way and spreading away to get lost.I look towards the moon, laughing at me and asking: "Who are you waiting for?"
I reply her with the same question "Who are you waiting for?"
Its 1:00am..I am sitting with my empty packet and the butts around me.I dont want to go home.There is one place where i can find my cigarettes and a cup of coffee.I go to that place and the Shopkeeper says "Roz aap hi last customer hote ho". I try to smile....
On my way back, i can just look around for a friend who can get down into my heart.
Lying on the bed i try to sleep and wait for the new morning...
I really dont know when this new morning will come or... will it ever come.
I am riding my bike whose indicator fluctuates in between 80kph-90kph like a Melancholy's child.I feel lost in the sweet parody of songs sung by someone sitting on the rear seat.I havent ever understood who controls the handle of my bike.It sometime goes on the wrong track and sometime on the right track but finally it stops in the parking of surajban society,the place where i dont want to go.I love to walk on the road feeling the rusty wind which always hisses to ask me "What are you doing?" "Why are you doing this?" "What do you want?"
I cant answer them but i feel good to get tortured by them.
I am sitting alone on the pavement.The night dark and long like the hair of that damsel, the stars twinkling like her smile.I put my hands inside my jeans pocket and take out a packet.Again my bad luck, i have just 6 cigarettes in that packet.I start with the first but the others are waiting eagerly to burn out.I smoke out into the sky and watch them making way and spreading away to get lost.I look towards the moon, laughing at me and asking: "Who are you waiting for?"
I reply her with the same question "Who are you waiting for?"
Its 1:00am..I am sitting with my empty packet and the butts around me.I dont want to go home.There is one place where i can find my cigarettes and a cup of coffee.I go to that place and the Shopkeeper says "Roz aap hi last customer hote ho". I try to smile....
On my way back, i can just look around for a friend who can get down into my heart.
Lying on the bed i try to sleep and wait for the new morning...
I really dont know when this new morning will come or... will it ever come.
Friday, May 4, 2007
In pursuit of Happiness
When i was in school there was a subject called "Moral science".I used to hate reading that book which used to contain all the moral stories.Once i said to my Papa that i didnt want to read it.It gives all the philosphies which i think is quite impractical.Papa said "Beta, all these will make you a person of good character, strong to face all the topsy turvy of life and above all, life will always be a smooth road to walk upon".
Now when i have lived half of my life (or all the years of my life :) ) i always remember those lines which used to say:
"Life is a journey enjoy it"
"What you sow today will reap later"
"Change is the law of nature"
"Honesty is the best policy"
"The more you give Love the more you will get"
..........
..........
If i say that i remember them i still believe that i dont agree with them completely.These might sound to be my own quirks but this is what i have learnt from life.I left home some seven years back and since then i have met different kinds of people.And i have learnt from each of them,good or bad.
My hindi teacher used to say "Duniya mein har insaan alag tarah ka hota hai"..But i think there are just two kind of people in this world Good or Bad and no matter how they behave it is always a subset of one or the other.
I have seen people who can get their work done obsequiosly and they are happy.Also some people stand by their principles and they are also happy.Both of them are happy so i guess in the end it doesnt even matter.
One of my friend is a great sycophant.I asked him once "Dont you ever feel bad in doing all this".He said "No, i never feel bad because in the end i am the happiest and i want to get my happiness in whatever way i can".
One cant define Love in a single word or sentence.Love is pious, Love is Life, Love is what all happiness is..
Again this Happiness is what everyone starvs for.
"Me myself and I" are the three words around which the whole world revolves.All the "social workers" are "self workers".They work for others because it makes them Happy and for this Happiness only they work for others.
It is said that give love and never expect anything in return.I just want to ask "Why shouldnt i?"
Will it make me Happy? And if i am not Happy then how can i be sure that the the person am giving Love to, will be Happy.I never mean to say that Love is a business but if i am giving Love to someone he/she should also realise and this can be enough to make me happy.
People try to find Happiness in evry small thing they get but some time a small thing can be catastrophical for the Happiness.Evryone walks down the road in pursuit of Happiness.Its not that he always gets the Happiness but whenever some hindrance comes between him and the Happiness it gives him fresh energy to go ahead. The stone lying on the road may get Happy by snatching the Happiness from that person's life for sometime but when that stone is thrown out of the way then it can never ever bring Happiness in that stones life.
Now when i have lived half of my life (or all the years of my life :) ) i always remember those lines which used to say:
"Life is a journey enjoy it"
"What you sow today will reap later"
"Change is the law of nature"
"Honesty is the best policy"
"The more you give Love the more you will get"
..........
..........
If i say that i remember them i still believe that i dont agree with them completely.These might sound to be my own quirks but this is what i have learnt from life.I left home some seven years back and since then i have met different kinds of people.And i have learnt from each of them,good or bad.
My hindi teacher used to say "Duniya mein har insaan alag tarah ka hota hai"..But i think there are just two kind of people in this world Good or Bad and no matter how they behave it is always a subset of one or the other.
I have seen people who can get their work done obsequiosly and they are happy.Also some people stand by their principles and they are also happy.Both of them are happy so i guess in the end it doesnt even matter.
One of my friend is a great sycophant.I asked him once "Dont you ever feel bad in doing all this".He said "No, i never feel bad because in the end i am the happiest and i want to get my happiness in whatever way i can".
One cant define Love in a single word or sentence.Love is pious, Love is Life, Love is what all happiness is..
Again this Happiness is what everyone starvs for.
"Me myself and I" are the three words around which the whole world revolves.All the "social workers" are "self workers".They work for others because it makes them Happy and for this Happiness only they work for others.
It is said that give love and never expect anything in return.I just want to ask "Why shouldnt i?"
Will it make me Happy? And if i am not Happy then how can i be sure that the the person am giving Love to, will be Happy.I never mean to say that Love is a business but if i am giving Love to someone he/she should also realise and this can be enough to make me happy.
People try to find Happiness in evry small thing they get but some time a small thing can be catastrophical for the Happiness.Evryone walks down the road in pursuit of Happiness.Its not that he always gets the Happiness but whenever some hindrance comes between him and the Happiness it gives him fresh energy to go ahead. The stone lying on the road may get Happy by snatching the Happiness from that person's life for sometime but when that stone is thrown out of the way then it can never ever bring Happiness in that stones life.
Amma
“Amma,mera operation ho
“Kya hua?Tum itne khush kyon ho??”
“Amma,big sir (my principal) ne kaha ki mera class LKG se class UKG me operation ho
“Achcha to tumhe promotion mil
And mummy started laughing and hugged me.She promised that she would prepare “SEWAIYAAN” for me on this achievement of mine.
When she returned home (our two room rented flat) she would tell all our neighbours that how did I mis-spelt the word “promotion”.
Today whenever we all are together she would tell everyone, all these stories and I would laugh on them. “Wahi Sonu aaj kitna bada ho
She knows well that what I like to eat whenever I am at home, she prepares all of them for me.I don’t like “bhindi ki sabzi” usually, but I love to eat the one that mummy prepares.
Today it has been more than five years since I left home for further studies. She is getting older and cant walk properly. I go to see her once or twice in a year and whenever I go home she asks me to shift over to Muzaffarpur (my hometown).She is getting a room made for me in our new house, knowing it well that I wont be visiting much often. It has been years since I went home in CHHATH (the famous festival in
I really miss her love and care. I remember my mother's prayers and they have always followed me.
Reams of papers and reels of films have expressed the love of a mother but I can just say:
If I was damned of body and soul,
I know whose prayers would make me whole,
Mother o' mine, O mother o'mine.
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