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!!!!

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.

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"
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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 gaya!!” (I ran and hugged my mom standing outside the school premises to take me home after the classes)

“Kya hua?Tum itne khush kyon ho??”

“Amma,big sir (my principal) ne kaha ki mera class LKG se class UKG me operation ho gaya!!” (and one can see that my joys knew no bound)

“Achcha to tumhe promotion mil gaya hai”

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 gaya hai!!” ..this is the line she repeats happily,everytime. Last time when I was at home I asked,“Mummy mere liye ek half sweater bunn(knit) dena” .”Arre nahi tum apne liye ek sweater kharid lo”,She replied. But I insisted her to knit a sweater for me because I cant get any thing better than what she knits for me.
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 Bihar) but she never misses a chance to send me the “Prasad”.
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.