Sunday, May 23, 2010

Tum ho to gaata hai dil !!


Ok .. time for some philosophical ,sentimental crap ...
On that day while i was busy sleeping on my way to office , I remembered my longest running roommate . One very decent and innocent person with whom I had shared my room for 2 years 8 months ..Just the thought of him bought a smile to my face as well as slight pain.. Smile because he had been a pillar in my life during the 2 years 8 months we were together, being a worthy partner in the crazy adventures which we used to impose on him in Mumbai( including nights spent sleeping on a chair after being locked out) . Slight pain because I was not having any contact with him for past 1 year or so ...I remember the way I had first resented his conservative arrival , on how he used to think ,think and again think and then act and how this thinking business had stopped me from running wild at many times ..
As i got up to hide that tear drop running wild from my eye , I saw the crowd standing on one of the umpteen busstops in Mumbai and I remembered how AK1 had ran to catch a bus for me last week and how AK2 jumped in front of that bus to make it stop since both of them knew I wont be able to catch bus in my tearsome state .
As that incident bought a smile on my face, i gave up my sleeping business and thot of checking on others in the bus ..
It was at that time , I realized that even though my life has always has it shares of ups and downs.. Ups which I had celebrated with lot of people , and downs with some people knowingly , unknowingly helped me navigate. Even though I had been fair to some and unfair with lot of other people. Even though I had tried to manipulate people who had put their trust in me whenever I felt that my course of action was the right way , i cannot deny the indelible mark left by all these on my life and it would be good if I make an attempt to remember all those moments which really made me extremely content about my life ....
So this blog is dedicated to all those
  • Angels who helped me experience heaven by being a part of my life.
  • Rascals who helped me in my dreams of devising and enjoying hell.
  • Victims Who were forced to experience , enjoy/tolerate my presence along with it's quota of impulsiveness , bad jokes , goof ups , mishaps ,clean ups ..
  • Humans who helped me realize the importance of being a human ..
And this dedication begins with the Rock On Song ...


· My parents for pretty much letting me do what I wanted to do ( most of the time )
· Dad for enforcing the rule that If I wanted to smoke ciggy or anything ( i assume ganja , hashish etc ) , i should do with my own money and not his ..
· My brother for being an ideal competitor in most of good things ..
· Mom to explain very very early in my life that friends are much more important than the differences which you have with them.
· DG for being the best example for this very early in the life.
· My brother , Princy , NH , SJ , PG , SR and others from that gang whose devilish tricks kept me on my toes till the time I started playing the same tricks on others..
· SG for keeping quite about all my failed attempts to be a devil in the childhood and still keeping quite. I hope , prays she keeps quite.
· M Uncle and Chechi for being the Mr Wilson and Mrs Wilson of Dennis The Menace phase of my childhood.
· SG for that one big jump which still continues to illuminate my life
· SG for all the time spent making tents , catching tadpoles and assuming them to be fishes , running after dacoits on tricycle and wooden horses, hanging on the swing , enacting spider man and spider woman and protecting the world or running of at betaal's entrance during Bikram & Betaal .
· M Uncle for always waiting for me before starting the Diwali festivities .
· RM1 , RM2 , BA , SG , SA1 , SA2 for letting me believe that I can play all my terror tricks safely on them.
· DG and HW for always being there
· R teacher , P teacher , F teacher , K Teacher for being what they were ( ok I am tonguetied ).
· P teacher for taking responsibility of the below bunch of devils for most creative time of their destructive childhood ( or was it the other way round ). This can be termed as beginning of Calvin & Hobbes phase..
· DG , HW , HQ, YR , NB , SM , NN , GM , LG , YB , DP , PD , AG , AN , PH , PS ,AU , DT , HH , PT , PZ , YS , RC , BP for all the time
o Spent running wild in Bhandara on foot , cycles , hand carts , cycle-rikshaws , jeeps , cars , trucks , tempos , horse carts, bullock carts etc etc
o Perched on trees in backyard of my house
o Perched on trees in civil lines
o Perched on Mahal walls
o Fighting of Monkey invasions :)
o Played gadda- gaddi
o Player Chor Police
o Played Nadi-Pahad
o Played Hide n Seeks
o Played football with a stone
o Played football with a plastic table-tennis ball
o Played football with a cricket ball
o Played football with a tennis ball
o Played football with a over-sized cricket ball
o Played football with a volley ball
o Played football with a football ball
o Played cricket with a stone
o Played cricket with a plastic table-tennis ball
o Played cricket with a cricket ball
o Played cricket with a tennis ball
o Played cricket with a over-sized cricket ball
o Played cricket with a volley ball
o Played cricket with a football ball
o War games in the construction plot with brick trains
o Cheered the school football team under heavy rains
o Bunked classes under pretext of cheering the school football team
o Bunked classes under pretext of running for the intra-city marathon
o AG for discovering the short cut in the city marathon track
o Making the Rajiv Gandhi Square the most happening spot in Bhandara
o DG , HW , HQ for the summer 2K run to the football grounds
o K sir for keeping quite about all the volley balls which we used to burst after playing football with it
o K sir for taking in a sporting way when we used to shout his name during the class parades
o DT for the first Arnold movie I ever watched in my entire life. That evening is still fresh in my mind.
· HQ's parents for all the parties which we used to have at their house in the guise of preparing for school events , Independance days , Republic Days , Fun feasts , annual meets , Teachers day etc etc
· And not to forget the annual after exam parties organized in the guise of Id Parties :D
· Q Uncle for showing us how good a person can be in spite of all adversities.
· M Uncle for always ensuring the jeep to carry us to school on rainy days :)
· M Uncle for once forgetting to send the jeep to school after rains and we celebrated by having a picnic on the jail road :D
· All uncles of Friend's colony for letting us use the store room for storing our sporting stuffs
· M Uncle for asking the truck driver ensure that our playing grounds are always flat :)
· MSEB for leaving our area in dark continuously for 3 nights
· All Friend's Colony people who went on a construction spree during our time there thereby always ensuring a ample supply of half built houses for us to play.
· SM1 for all the good time we had in the pretext of running a comics library
· SP Snr for turning Xth maths into an interesting challenge.
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· SP for his regular calls which begins with 'Nitin bhai .. bahoot din ho gaye aapse baat karke'
· RC for coming out of the RK's group when he crossed me on the way
· AB for his innocence. Really dread the moment this innocence will crash into the corporate world

Monday, May 17, 2010

Readings

Five Point Something -- Chetan Bhagat -- Ok
Fifth Mountain -- Paulo Coelho -- Ok
Witch of Portobello -- Paulo Coelho -- Ok
The Pilgrimage -- Paulo Coelho -- Good
Veronika decides to die -- Good
Eleven Minutes -- Good

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Things to do

1 -- Copy all my blog postings to blogger
2 -- Finish of PC
3 -- Finish of the Zahir blog
4 -- Refinish PC
5 -- Plan the North India trip
6 --

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Good Intentioned Gafoor .. The GIG Feature 1

So the date was 05/14/2010 .I had gone with Gafoor to watch Ironman 2 at the nearby theatre.The ticket fellow informed us that the English movie will be in Hindi. So instead of wasting our time inside we decide to waste some time outside the theatre before heading for home.while we were wasting time sitting and watching the nightwalkers , good intentioned Gafoor started playing songs on his cell.After close to 30 minutes' we headed back home and the tragedy strikes or rather i purposefully hit the tragedy by starting the song Hare Rama Hare Krishna from the movie Bhool Bhulaiya. And this song brings out the devil inside Gafooor who starts dancing.as the lifts door opens one kid comes out who also joins Gafoor in his dance. As me and Gafoor enter the lift,the music stops. With no music ,I thought Gafoor will also now logically stop his dance. But then Gafooor always had a very uncomfortable relation with logic. And so Mr Gafoor continues with his dance while the lift tries to rockets itself towards the 14th floor.

As the lift shook with Gafoor's dance maneuvers,I tried to impress upon Gafoor the risk of indulging in such earth shattering dance inside a moving lift when suddenly, somewhere close to 4th floor, the lift stops. Some "tearsome" incidents over the past year has robbed me of creativity in dealing with the unexpected and has sapped my mind of enjoying the thrills a adventure can bring. various images and news items of lift crashes went through my mind.but in spite of all my doubts I was optimistic about Gafoor's optimism. Supremely confident Gafoor represses the button for 14th floor , nothing happens. The reasonable person inside gafoor takes over and this time 4th floor is attempted.Again nothing happens.Now Gafoor presses alarm key inside the lift, again nothing happens. Bit shaken up, Gafoor now presses all buttons expecting something to happen.Again the lift repeats its earlier behavior of not reacting to stimulus Gafoor has beeen applying.With all the buttons now lit up , Gafoor with a glint in eyes shows me how good it looks when all buttons on lifts dashboard are lit.

With no indication of any help coming , i stared at the stupid cell the origin of all trouble and saw that one bar on the cell was still there to give us some support.I called up SG hoping he will come rushing to help us i found his cell engaged.after several minutes Gafoor was successful in disengaging him. In spite of best attempts by Gafoor, SG understood the seriousness of the situation and we heard him talking to the security fellow over the phone. Seeing the control completely going out of Gafoor's grasp my optimism made a renewed comeback however i being aware of Gafoor's reputation of positively screwing any positive situation, instead of showing my sense of relief i threatened him with a sms complaint to Lady Gafoor. Suddenly there were bangings on the lift door indicating the presence of rescue team on other side of the door.

So after close to 30 min inside a stuck lift I experienced first contact with the intelligence. As me and Gafoor waited patently for the door to open , There was some arguments on the other side of the door and suddenly all sound ceased. With nothing left for Gafoor to do he again starts twiddling with the lift controls. With nothing left for me to do , i again threatened Gafoor with a sms complaint to lady Gafoor. I threateningly opened my cell and type in the name of Lady Gafoor, an excited babble comes from the other side of the door. Finally the door opens, there is a crowd of ignorants waiting for us on the other side complaining bout the lack of maintenance of the lift. Gafoor is kind enuff to let me go out first. As gafoor climbs out of lift, his cell rings. It is the Lady Gafoor.

As Gafoor looks at me , I stare towards the ceiling.