Going… Going… Gone!

Yippieee!!!

Today is last working day of the year and payday !!!

I am going home for holidays… long, long holidays! Can’t wait to see mom and sis and Mumbai… yeah I am gonna go to Mumbai !!!

Hmm… this has been amazing year for me, especially the last quarter :-). Tried my hands at things which I never thought I will do like theatre and writing poems, traveled to the US of A, started exploring my passion for social service, made couple of really really good friends :-). Ooh ooh… I have two new additions in my gadget list, a 17” screen, fully loaded lappy and Honda Dio, the ‘EW’ baby.

More ‘review’ of my year will be done sometime later.

I guess the emotional turmoil is almost over and I am ready for new changes and challenges. Bring it on baby!

That was a happening year in true sense!!

Here is wishing you all a very very Happy and Happening New Year!!!

Merry Christmas

This weekend was full of fun. I did write about the ‘rocking’ part but that’s not the only good time I had. It started with dinner at a friends place on Friday night followed by amazing (raised to the power n and n tends to infinity :-) ) Christmas Party on Saturday morning. Now you will ask, Party in the morning? Yeah it was hell of a party. First ever Christmas party I attended and it will not be the last one for sure :-).

This year round, I have been involved with small time volunteering work here and there but this was different. Imagine having close to 2500 children around you singing, dancing, jumping, clapping (sunshine claps and star claps and rocket claps, have you ever heard of them?)! Just the idea of having so many kids together at one place is scary and how you keep the glued together for continuous four hours? You have to be part of such function to get the answer. There were just kids, their teachers and we volunteers, no ‘dignitaries’, no speeches, praising each other n stuff like that. And there was face-painting, magic show, rock show, dance performances, singing, Santa clause, gifts all exclusively for kids and by kids.

What were we in-charge of? Work! The work ranges from decorating the place, to packing food parcels, painting the kids faces (Christmas trees, Santas, hearts, stars, smileys), dancing on the stage (yeah, one school needed volunteers to dance with the kids. Not to mention I was the first one to go!), taking kids to the loo, clearing the place (we actually swept the whole basketball court!). Some volunteers had started early morning (around 4 am or so) to collect kids from their schools. Everybody was working in such a close coordination; nobody was needed to be given instructions twice. And how many of them I knew to start with? None! Isn’t that the true spirit of working together?

The party was called “Chrysallis 2006” and is organized every year in Bangalore for under-privileged children by organization called Chrysallis. You can join the yahoo group here and orkut community here.

If you love kids, this is the place to be!

Rapture of the Deep

They came, they rocked and they won hearts!!!

The BAAPs of rock were here and they rocked Bangalore like never before (as least for me :-) )

First time I came to know about the band “Deep Purple” was when Kalpana Chawala died. She was a great fan of their music and had carried their music to the space! Next time was when I copied rock music collection from my colleague’s machine. I loved “Hush” and “My woman from Tokyo”. But to be honest I was never die hard fan like I am of Bryan Adams or even my recent favorite list additions like Dire Straits or Metallica :-). Yeah yeah yeah… I am becoming a metal fan!. So why did I go for the show? To attend a live concert that too a rock concert! How could I lose such an opportunity and it turned out to be the best one. Oh yeah I have been to BA concert earlier but I was too away from the stage and couldn’t see more than a black clad figure jumping on the stage. How I wished I were 10 feet tall!

This time no mistakes made. We were there much before the gate opening time. ( I mean my friend was there at 3 pm to be right at front of the line. Yours truly reached leisurely at 5 :D). We were right in front of the stage, in 2nd or 3rd row (Mind you, that is hardly 10 feet or so away from the stage!). A local band played to start with. They were not bad. The guitarists were good and vocalist was eye-candy ;-). Then there was again break of half hour. I was already tired of standing for 3 hours. Three hours standing among crazy smoking stinking freaks, no place to move and no Deep Purple :-(.

Then they came out of purple haze. What followed was 2 hours of non-stop head banging and foot tapping music. Sigh I have no proper words to describe it. Steve Morse rocks on the guitar. The pieces he played on guitar were tooo mind boggling. So is the lead singer Ian Gillan, perfect entertainer with his ‘air guitar’. No talking, only music and serious music for that matter. If I had not seen in person I would have never believed the kind of music was being played by guys in their 50s. Unstoppable and unbelievable energy! “Smoke on the water” is still banging in my head. The recorded versions sound so lame now! The crowd could not stop screaming in excitement. My throat is still sore and feet hurt like anything. But who is complaining :-).
What a rocking show!! Whaaaaat a rocking show!!!

In the words of the band vocalist Ian Gillan, I would say “What a perfect way to end a rocking year!”

How much to change?

I have been talking to lot of friends about relationships. Some of them have more that one failed relationships and other ones are happy with the first person they met. I always wonder what makes a person to be or not to be in a relationship. One friend was particularly complaining about, how we get blind and change for the other person or how the other person makes us change and make us do things we don’t generally like to or how we are compelled to behave so that the other person is happy with us.

Well yes, that is very much true. We do change a lot for the sake of other person, willingly or unwillingly. But can we completely blame other person for that? I don’t think so. It is two sided affair, if someone expects us to change, don’t we expect other person to change. Are we kids to let other person take control of our life? And it is not changing completely, can’t view it as adjusting with the person because we absolutely like him/her. Just like the weather change, I like my sleeveless dress but I can’t wear it in the winters. If I want to go out in cold weather I must wear a sweater and I don’t complaint about it because I equally love the cool weather. So it is matter of choice and mending with the situation.

Oh yeah I am not talking about letting go of your identity. I don’t pack up my dress for life. If someone forces you to change, against your will and your sub-conscious tells you it is not right, you MUST stop before going any further in that relationship. And it is not just about a girl-boy relationship. If we look at any relation in general, be it parent-child, siblings or even friends, same rule applies. My mother doesn’t like me wearing western cloths when I go to my native town but she wouldn’t protest if I trim my long hair to shoulder length (which I know she absolutely dislikes). So it is absolutely mutual. I believe being understanding and accepting and not adamant is beauty of any relationship :-). I mean life is never absolutely black and white, isn’t it?

Have you seen “Runaway Bride”? It is the best depiction of what happens when someone tries to change himself/herself change against one’s wish. The bride runs away right away at the altar because she realizes she has been fooling with herself.
Does she find her perfect man? This proposal explains it all …
"I guarantee that we'll have tough times. I guarantee that at some point one or both of us will want to get out of this thing. But I also guarantee that if I don't ask you to be mine, I'll regret it for the rest of my life.
Because I know in my heart -- you're the only one for me"

Samanewali line se!

Have you ever seen a movie sitting just next to the screen? The actors look like coming on your face and the sound is loud enough to turn you deaf. The front row public is the real “public”, they won’t mind whistling, clapping or even dancing to funky song tunes. And if the movie is packed with cracking dialogues and “dinchak” music then ‘kya kahane’ ! Have you ever watched movie in a village theatre where people are rubbing noses to the screen and ready to jump with every dialogue. They will throw money for the dancing heroine, boo at the villain. Believe me it’s a site worth watching than any other movie. In the town where I grew up, the front row fever is carried till last row. So you will hear whistles for every song/dialogue coming from all over the theatre and yeah, there will be bulbs flashing along the movie screen on hero-heroine’s entry and during song sequences :-).

I have seen quite a few movies sitting in front row. Naah not in my native, I would never dare to go there :-). Fortunately Bengalooru people are too sophisticated in front row as well, they won’t utter a single word of protest even if the cinema screen goes blank for 5 minutes right in the middle of nail biting climax, except for some people like us. I have enjoyed movies like “Bunty aur Bubbly” and “Lage Raho Munnabhai” more due to my company. For B&B, there were only two people making noises in the theatre, one guy whistling to “Kajrare” tunes, other guy clapping and singing loudly. A girl, sitting next to them was hiding her face from stares of whole theatre. The scene was different for “Lage Raho …”, surprisingly the whole theatre was screaming and so was the crazy bunch of 8 sitting right next to the screen. This time the girl wanted to dance but nobody allowed her :-(.

And may be she was expecting same kinda fun when she got tickets in front row for Dhoom-2. But to her bad luck, the movie didn’t provide enough masala for that. Now you won’t expect guys whistling at Hritik Roshan (He is tooooo gooood… *Sigh* I can’t whistle loudly). How much will anyone waste energy on artificial Aish anyways?
Overall it was good movie, worth watching if you promise yourself not to remember laws of physics (especially anything related to gravity) in the theatre :-).

Finally ... !!!

Finally the wait is over......
I got invitation for blogger beta … yippeeeeeee !!!

This so cooool. Flexibility and super usability, just the google way !

I am loving it !!!

What do you want from work?

There was supposed to be some skip level meeting for which we were supposed to give feedback for our manager and work condition requirements in general. A teammate was taking responses. There were usual answers like more money, better communication etc and one guy got over enthusiastic he demanded he wants a laptop at home with wireless connection and 17’ TFT monitor in office. Then the serious discussion took different route, one guy wanted work place tree shade in the garden and freedom to use any place as workstation in the office. Other one wanted closed individual cubicle so that no one will be able to disturb him work (or no work :-D). One wanted a bean bag instead of chair. Another wanted a masseur to relax him when he gets tired of working continuously. Another one wanted a personal refrigerator loaded with all kinds of drinks and food. One wanted monthly personal purchasing allowance (his claim was some other company gives it). I wanted a sofa with foot rest, also a bed to steal nap once in a while :-), ability to switch my mind off in boring meetings. And then our imaginations started running really wild. I couldn’t stop giggling.

I think when it comes to demanding facilities we "IT" people have always something or other to demand. Free food, drinks, more money, holidays, onsite trips, team outings and what not and we still are not happy. Just look at people working in other industries. Being daughter of a dedicated private medical practioner I never knew that people can actually take few days off from work. I saw my uncles working with government offices, they would give their life to save a late mark in office and here no one even cares what time I come to office or not. When I tell my uncle that there is no fixed timing for my office he gets astonished, He always says “what kind of office is yours? How do they manage to pay you money with such working style?” I have no answer. It is also not acceptable for him that I refer to my manger by first name and don’t call him “Sir”. For my friend working in Finance sector, Saturday off sounds luxury and for another friend from school it is difficult to accept that I don’t need to write leave letter. Life has changed so much.

Then I wonder, isn’t it stupid of me cribbing about bad work? I guess not, work does matter more than these facilities.

What do you people say?

Weekend trek

Someone has complained that I am getting too senti with my poems. So I have decided to stop writing (I mean posting :-)), unless I come with a funny poem. Yeah that's what I want to write next time. Mission humorous poem! Also my brother is taking pains to read my poems and I want to save him from that (for the time being :-)).

Here is my account for a weekend trek I had been to. I had started writing it loong time ago but just was lazy to finish it till today :-D. Tell me if you like it.

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What is your dream place like?

Well... mine would be a place with loots of greenery and fresh air and away from all the hustles of city life. Sounds like heaven naa?? It does to me; and guess what, I had chance to come closer to what I dream of.

Last Friday, my friend asked if I could join him for a biking trip. Biking trip? Now this something I have never done. Given my special affinity with two-wheelers, specially the back seats (I was thrown off bike TWICE!), I am always bit hesitant to be in non-driver's seat. But he promised to be good driver plus early morning trip to fresh nature is irresistible, Isn't it? So the plan was to start at 5 in the morning, drive all the way to the place called "Savandurga", around 60 km away from Bangalore, go around for some time and come back by lunch time. Good plan, I can finish my sleep after coming back :-). I had absolutely no idea about what the place is like.

So like an "acchi bacchi" I got up 4 o'clock, was ready by 5 (This has to be special mention cause only I know how it is painful to get up sooo early on a Saturday morning :D). U picked me up and we were supposed to meet other people joining us whom I didn't know at all. They turned out to be nice people, a couple and two more guys, everyone being enthu and regular trekker/explorer. Most imp thing, no one knew exact route to the place :-). So there was usual ritual of asking auto driver for direction and everybody insisting he knows the better route. It's the best part of traveling on Indian roads; everyone is more than willing to tell you direction and their own free opinion about the road condition and everything else. We being the least literate about road followed our fellow bikers all the way. It was amazing to see the amount traffic on roads at those wee hours, do these people ever sleep? After asking here and there we set out for our (unknown!!) destination.

There was no chance to steal some sleep on bike ride because I had little confidence on my driver's direction sense (cause he thinks even 8 km is tooo away to remember directions :P) and the road was too bad to allow me not noticing the bumps for a while. Also he threatened me that he might fall asleep while driving so I had to be on vigil :-D. But being awake was worth the view around... absolutely breathtaking! There were huge rocks spread on the green background, like brat has spread his pebbles all over in a green garden. Bikes were stopped at a place to take pictures around It was beautiful site and while we were busy admiring the view S exclaimed, "That's the place we have to go!" pointing to a looong standing peak, it was solid rock structure with a cloud ring around its crest like a white crown on its head. And my reaction was "What? Weren't we supposed to just bike around". I was not prepared to actually trek :D.

We reached the mountain base huffing-puffing.. drivers exhausted with driving the bikes with skill of rally-biker, finding patches of road in the pot-holes and poor bikes exhausted of climbing the rough road (?). Apparently this place is an "eco-tourism" spot and there is park at the bottom for weak-hearted people like me and fort + temple at the top for trekkers and devotees. It looked like a steep rising above our head and boy oh boy I was scared to climb that up (seriously). We crossed lot of locals on our way up and climbing up the slope seemed to daily ritual for them :). At the bottom of the mountain there was again confusion on which path to take. A bunch of enthu kids took us to right place. The way up is clearly marked with arrows and we were advised not the leave the path if we wished to come back alive. The way up WAS steep. Since it was solid rock it was difficult to climb up wit shoes on. The best solution was to tie shoes around neck... yeah yeah yeah most of us did that. And no, I didn't, cause I was wearing slip-ons :D.
Me and S almost gave up twice on the way up but the toiling was worth it. It was a beeeeeautiful day with not too bright sun and not too many clouds. It showered in between but that was just for few seconds.

We were around 3000+ feet above the sea level. There was not a considerably big human population in the range of sight, save the small town at hill base. On one side I could see there were solid rock hills with huge rocks place on each other in unbelievable asymmetry. Looked like they could fall any time and crush 10 people at once. Patches of green grass grown everywhere they could find place in between those rocks. On the other side there was huge flat land with lush green fields and a river twisting between them. Since the morning was little bit cloudy, I could see patches of sunlight scattered on the green fields. It was astonishing sight, one circle of the field lightened with sunlight like taking center stage in the clouded area around it, river water adding sparkle to it. The sight took away all the fatigue. I wanted to get drenched on the mountain top... but no luck :-(. Just took a nap the fast blowing wind.

Ahhh... now that's the place I would love to build my home and settle down for life. We were actually discussing the idea of building a direct path from there to our offices, may be another flyover for our dear Bengalooru. How wonderful that would be!!
Go trekking people!

Sad Demise

Today has started with a sad news...
We lost one of our colleagues. He died of heart attack. He was hardly in his mid 20s,soft spoken guy.
This is shocking and alarming for all of us working in IT industry. Do take care of you health and work-life balance. The stress virus is creeping slowly and claiming many lives.

May god bless his soul.

New iPod is coming !

I have always been fascinated by Apple products.
I was awestruck by the iPod when I first saw it and so by the iMac. Man that is my dream machine :-)
here's sneak peek into their new 6th gen video iPod.
http://www.previewgadgets.com/gadget/ipod_6th_generation_touch_screen


I want it! I want it!! I want it !!!

PS: Any takers for my iPod-mini :D :D ??

Quotes

Ayn Rand is one of my most favorite authors. I worship “The Fountainhead” and now “Atlas Shrugged” added to my list of favorite books. Before reading these books I was advised against reading them because they are meant for “psycho” people. No wonder many of so called book lover friends haven’t even heard of her. And I am glad that I didn’t go by the advise :-). I identify myself very much with her view of world (May be I am also one of those “psyco”s :-) ). I wish to write my views on both the books and so about many other books I love to read (depending on how many laziness permits me to do so :-D).
I just finished first iteration of reading “Atlas Shrugged” (marathon reading I should say :-) ). There is one quote in the book that goes with title of my blog and I can’t resist publishing here

“Contradictions do not exist. Whenever you think you are facing a contradiction, check your premises. You will find that one of them is wrong.”

And some other quotes from her books

Pride is the recognition of the fact that you are your own highest value and, like all of man’s values, it has to be earned.
Atlas Shrugged

The worst guilt is to accept an unearned guilt.
Atlas Shrugged

Throughout the centuries there were men who took first steps, down new roads, armed with nothing but their own vision.
Atlas Shrugged

Independence is the recognition of the fact that yours is the responsibility of judgment and nothing can help you escape it.
Atlas Shrugged

Love is our response to our highest values. Love is self-enjoyment. The noblest love is born out of admiration of another’s values.
Atlas Shrugged

To say "I love you" one must first be able to say the "I."
The Fountainhead

Happiness is possible only to a rational man, the man who desires nothing but rational goals, seeks nothing but rational values and finds his joy in nothing buy rational actions.
Atlas Shrugged

Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplacable spark. In the hopeless swamps of the not quite, the not yet, and the not at all, do not let the hero in your soul perish and leave only frustration for the life you deserved, but never have been able to reach. The world you desire can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.
Atlas Shrugged

The secrets of this earth are not for all men to see, but only for those who seek them.
Anthem

Thinking men cannot be ruled.


Most important, theme of “Atlas Shrugged”

I swear, by my life and my love of it, that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine.

And theme of “The Fountainhead”

Men have been taught that it is a virtue to agree with others. But the creator is the man who disagrees. Men have been taught that it is a virtue to swim with the current. But the creator is the man who goes against the current. Men have been taught that it is a virtue to stand together. But the creator is the man who stands alone.

Blogging from home

Yahooooo !!!! After my timeless efforts to get internet connection at home and then to get it working on my laptop... the day is here when I am able to blog from home!!!

I mean its real trouble to get an internet connection in Bangalore ... to many techies I say. I tried hard for 2 months only to know that AirTel does not give connection only on the lane I live in and BSNL has 6 months waiting list... other ISPs don't even exist in this area (and who says I live in prime area of Bangalore). Finally I have decide to share connection with my roomie. But how do I get the cable to my room? Someone suggested me to get a wireless router so I can setup wireless LAN at home. Waah ! what a dream. Naa jaane kaunsi woh manhoos ghadi thi jab maine yeh man liya... I had to wait for a month for the router to arrive and another 2 weeks to get it working. (Well it still is not working... donno whats the problem :-( .... I am gonna kill the guy for giving me that suggestion and making my walllet lloooot emptier). Today, at least I was able to connect my lappy directly to the modem and get it working. So here I am blogging from home and I just realised that I can't surf as efficiently as I do in office ... :D.

Well ... in all, Its been a good weekend. Did nothing ... Spent most of the time talking to my bro. It was nice long chat :-). Dropped movie plans out of sheer laziness :-)(I think I can give galrfield a beating in laziness quotient :D)
...Mmmmm I am loving it !

Happy Diwali !!!

I have been told that the things-girls-should-not-do manual says that girls are not supposed to be gadget freaks. But I don’t read manuals anyways :D :D. So continuing with my obsession I have new addition in my list … Sony Ericsson w700i cell phone… Yaay!!!! All I can say is … its toooo good with walkman music player with amaaazing sound quality, 2 mega pixel camera(yeah yeah), biiig screen (just as I wanted), expandable memory upto 1GB, sexy interface just the Sony way :-). Its very easy to use and most of cell phone exploration is already done. I miss my nokia phone keys though. I have been told that I am brand savvy and I go for costly brands like Sony phones and Apple iPods. But why care, they are the best anyways :-). I wanted to buy the w810i but the cost was too much, so settled for this one. And I love it. Best thing I liked was … I can set any song as my ring tone !!! So I am searching for a niiiice song and any suggestions are welcome. My last phone had Rang De Basanti tone. But now I want some English tune but most of the songs I like are soft ones and I am not able to decide for faster/rock song.
Isn’t it the best Diwali gift I can give to myself :-)?
And…

Wish you all a very very very Happy Diwali !!!
May this Diwali bring you lot of light to your life !!!

I am off for looong vacation.

Does it happen to you? You are forced to do something you don’t want to do and you do it for the sake of it and then you screw up badly. And then people start barking at you left and right and you wish you were invisible.

It happens with me many times and happened again today … I just wish I were invisible… *sob*

Bad start of day … reaaaaaaal bad start…. *Sob*

I HATE this IT world.

Arranged Marriage

X is some lady/man related to me by some relation. Apparently they always seems to be very concerned about me .. or should I say my marriage.

Me : Hey aunty, Good news. I got salary raise.
X : Wow. Very good. How much you will get now?
Me : I will get xxxxx per month now, Isn’t it cool?
X (with sad expression on her face): Errr… that’s good.
Me : Why? What happened? You are not happy?
X : Ohh… no nothing like that. I am happy for u. But just concerned, already we are having hard time finding a guy to match ur current salary and again raise means more problem.
Me : What?? Mine is just normal one. Not even “Good” as per industry standard.
X : I don’t know all that. See all we want for you is to get you a good boy from good family, get married and settle down.
Me : What about my job and all the study I have done?
X : Girl has to always sacrifice ,dear.
Me : So you want me to scarify my career for some junk guy u are searching. You shouldn’t have sent me out at first place then.

… I can bear comments on my short nose, even shorter height, weight, tummy, teeth … everything else but not this, definitely not this. I know what my father had gone through to get me where I am. And I am not gonna leave it for such reasons.

I don’t know what is with all these people my so-called relative and well-wishers. They can’t just think about anything else than my marriage. And they will find the “junk”est guy. These guys and particularly their parents (GP) think that their son has come from some heavenly place. See some examples (they are real incidents)

Case 1:
GP(with loot of pride) : Oh all that is fine. But our son is very brilliant do you think you daughter will be able to match up his intelligence. He has got blah blah blah. (sidey degree from some sidey college)
My Mom: Great!!! My daughter has SSC rank, GATE score and won state level quizzes. I think they will make good pair
GP(scared voice): Errr…
Not to mention they never contacted back.

Case 2:
GP: We are very open minded people. We will give all the freedom to our daughter-in-law.
My Mom: Oh very well. So I think our children should meet once since they are working in same city. If they like each other, we can talk further.
GP: Uh oh… that will happen only after we have finalized the girl. See, We are respected family and our relatives would not appreciate this. We would like to see the girls first here with all the family. (mind you my place is at least 1000 km away from here and it takes at least 5 days and 2000 bucks to and fro journey)

I didn’t go.

Case 3:
GP: Oh your girl has spectacles. I hope she wears contact lenses all the time. Specs don’t look good on saree you see.
(What the hell? You want a new family member or show-piece)


And the list goes on.

Current mood: Reeeeeaaaaaaallly frustrated

I got fed up with my last template. I thought the orage was too bright and too boring. (Taurus gal always needs a change you see :D)
I have been advised to move to wordpress. It seems they give more flexibility to organize my posts and all. But given my enooooooormous love for goole things I have decided to stick to blogger for a while :-). And the blogger beta seems interesting too !!!
So for the time being I am just happy with new template... yay !!!
I think it looks cooooool :-)

Taurus woman (and girl too :D)

This what you post when you don't have anything to say but still want to post somehting :-)
Characteristics of a Taurus women ... :D

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A slim moderately tall woman. Taurus woman is funny and a jolly person. Square facial bone structure, high cheek bone. Her round big eyes sparkle with wit and curiosity. You will not see many round faces Taurus women, and mainly she will have a strong jaw line. She is a constantly change person. If she up sets, she will not show it and will keep it to herself for a long time, and will remember them so well. If she gets really mad at you, you will suddenly become a totally and completely stranger to her.

She is a patient person, but always needs new excitement. She hates long talk meeting, long and endless conversation. She can be in love with you today, and one day she could act as if she has never loved you before. She has patience with what she wants to do and will never give up until she gets there. She will be very persistent in what she is doing till she has reasons for stopping her project, then she will quit.

Money for Taurus woman is not the most important factor in life. She thinks of money as an instrument for assuring of a good living. She has more satisfaction in achieving her goals more than satisfaction in fine cloths and luxuries. If you like a woman who always thinks of love and romance ,then you are dating the wrong girl. You can not tell her to stay at home, she likes to work and preferred not work at home. She loves animals and likes to surround by animals.

Love is in her head, but Freedom is in her soul. She has her own idea about love and afraid to show her true feeling for fear of rejection. She is not the type to talk about love, but she sure has a strange way to show it. She is not good in showing when she is in love, but if she loves you she will be honest to you than any other women. She will be honest to her love one, but at the same time seems distant. You will have a good relationship with her, if you allow her freedom.

Do not force her to be with you in a poker game which she hates, but let she goes out swinging with her friends if she wants to. She will be different than other girls, and she thinks different is one of her unique quality. She is a public figure but belongs to no one. She will not stay with you, if she thinks you are not sincere. She likes you to have personality, but better not to compete with her. Love her, but not too much for she afraid it will limiting her freedom.

She always stands out of the crowd for something she dares to do. You could see her dress like a poor farmer dinning in the fancy restaurant, or dress like a nun in an a cocktail dress party. If you are a politician who are looking for a wife, she will make a good one because she is cleverly smart and she could get along socially with any type of crowds.

She is not a jealous type because she has to know you thoroughly before accepting you in her life. She has more curiosity in life than wondering if right now you are flirting with someone else. If you keep a distant from her, or go away for a few days, she will miss you more. Even when she is dating you, she also able to fond of someone else, if you do not have something she is looking for. She will never disappoint you or hide behind your back to make you loose face, but she is the type who just going to tell you to your face that " We're better off breaking up". She always remember her first love. Taurus woman holds the best record for divorce for she does not care about how people think of her, but every things should be done for "Happiness".

She has lots of friends and sure of herself, so you will hardly see she delays any of her thoughts before her action. If she think of something, she will go ahead and does it. She has many men wanting her for her constant changes is the challenge. She can be cute and funny, but suddenly cool and tough. She has her own style of dressing up, so you could see her dress like an old mate today, and tomorrow she may dress like she comes from Mars. She will have that interesting hair, dress and a look unique from anyone else.

She likes to learn about your dreams and your thought. She has fun teasing you and making jokes. If she did something wrong, she won't hide it from you, but do not ask when she is not in the mood to talk about it. She hates to owe people money and take promise seriously. If you promise to pay her back, you'd better paid up.

If you want to make it with Taurus woman, then do not be jealous or possessive, do not be narrow minded, do not criticize about nonsense or small and insignificant matters. Try to likes her friends and let she has her privacy, then she can be very sweet to you.

Coffee sir?

It was Saturday evening, I was returning from school with three of my friends. We had no special plans for the Saturday night, we decided to have dinner at this coffee shop cum restaurant on 100 ft road. It's a nice cozy place with lot of sofas and bean bag and even swings for sitting. There you can relax, sip cup of coffee and have nice talk with friends without being bothered by other people's high pitch boastings or the when-the-hell-will-you-leave-others-are-waiting look on waiters face (that we generally get in any Bangalore restaurant on Saturday or Sunday evenings). "Coffee, Culture, Cuisine" is their punch line. In short I love the ambiance very much.

As were chatting or should I say gossiping as usual, S suggested why we don't play "truth or dare" for a change. It was instantaneously agreed upon. She found a small pen for rotating. Everybody chose to play safe and chose go for truth. There were usual boring questions like memorable moment, embarrassing moment and first crush stuff. S chose dare. There was a topiwala guy sitting stylishly in bean bag outside. I asked her to go and ask his name ( I thought he might be hunk). She hesitated a bit but went on and asked his name. It was fun watching her go and look of surprise on the guys face. Now everyone was supposed to chose dare. The topiwala being our target. We were sitting exactly diagonally to him. H suggested she will give him a flying kiss. And guess what she actually went till the door blew some kisses in air... in our direction, the guy being behind outside the glass wall :-). (Not to mention the guy turned out to be just another stylo dumbo) The restaurant people were watching us curiously. R's dare was to dance to the tune of music played. She actually stood up in front of us and danced to Michael J's "Dangerous" tunes. We were object of attention around. Now it was my turn. I am asked to act as one of the guys there and wait on one table.
Ummm ... I hesitated a lot. Kya karu, kaise karu... mera change karo naa ... But S was very particular on me doing that. So I marched upto the guy behind counter and asked if I can serve once. He instantaneously agreed and said he will call me. He asked me to collect bill from a couple sitting outside. The guy was surprised to see a gal restaurantl, the restaurent has guys that too wearing black Ts and caps. Me was wearing some colorful top... my heart beat racing unnecessarily. Me acted very decent, standing polietly, supressing laughter. I got the money from him and came in. Guess what, the rest people gave a big round of applause and I was specially asked to come again. It was real freaking fun.

You never know you might find me serving coffee in some Bangalore coffee shop.
Coffee anyone???

Wanted

Today morning I found a poster stuck in my cubical ...

Wanted written in big letters under my company photo id photocopy
:)))))))))

Another team member added "Reward: 10 cases solved by her"

I am gonna leave it around like that ....

Beware people... I m wanted personality !!!

Requirement Spec - 1

Like any Indian family having girl of my age, my family is searching for a “suitable” (haaaah!!!) groom for me...ekdam jor shor se(cause I haven’t found anyone of my choice yet). Obviously my opinion is asked (akhir shaadi to meri hi honi hai … :D ). Hmmm... that is pretty important haa. I had written long time back about my dreams for soulmate. But that’s on very emotional terms. So I have decided to be more practical and make list of things about what kinda guy I want (read as ‘I would be able to live with’ :P ).
Well, I will be ok if he smokes, drinks, watches news and sport channel all the time and never lets me watch any movie or soap channel (I don’t watch them very much anyways :)) or even has flirted with 100 girls before meeting me (Yeah... seriously!!!) but there are few things I am very serious about

• I don’t want extravagant wedding. If possible we should have register marriage with family and close friends
• He MUST love his country. I don’t like guys who dream of US of A all the time. I would hate to settle down anywhere else than India
• Should be open to adopt at least one child.
• Should be ok to take a walk and not insist on taking vehicle or auto everywhere. Isn’t it romantic to walk in moonlight !!!
• Should love sea and take me to beach at least once in year. (Also, I would love I settle down in Goa or Konkan. A pond side/riverside house is also OK :D)
• Switch off electric appliances when not required. Leaving fans and tube lights switched on and wandering off the room is serious no no. ( Don’t you know we are suffering from too much shortage of electricity )
• TURN OFF vehicle at signals. (Global warming people !!!)
• My house MUST have huge windows and lots of fresh air and natural light. I don’t like to switch on lights or fans during daytime.
• No wasting food. Must finish whatever is served in the plate
• Help me in the Kitchen.
• Not crib about my love for cloths :D
• Must read books. If he writes and that too poems … wow… I just looove it
• Don’t preach me religion. I will do whatever is required as per family customs but no imposing of beliefs.
• It’s ok if I cry while watching a senti movie or reading book or listening to senti song.
• Rainwalk!!! (even riding bike in rain :))
• Leaving tap water open all the time when you are shaving or brushing, not closing tap properly is serious turn off :)
• Don’t expect me to sit around in house every weekend.
• Must be good listener
• I tend to loose my temper very quickly. But then I calm down faster… All I need is li'le bit of patience (M equally patient :) )
• I do fight and argue a lot … but they should end right there, no hard feelings
• Would love if he can shake a leg with music tunes :)
• Goood sense of humor !!!
• Most important … LOVE me as I am !!! :) :)


Ummm… there might be more things I would like to see here but can’t recall them right now. Will write requirement spec part2 some other time :) :)

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Came across one interesting quote

A woman needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle. Irina Dunn, 1970 *wink wink*

I donno how they make it
But this is very very true for me :-)
Reeeeaaaaal Ashlesha cocktail for u...

How to make a ashlesha

Ingredients: 1 part anger 3 parts brilliance 3 parts energy

Method: Add to a cocktail shaker and mix vigorously. Serve with a slice of sadness and a pinch of salt. Yum!

So I am thinking about alternate profession...

And as I have mentioned in my previous blog, I am very serious about considering the Hindi serial wala profession. After being forced to watch soaps daily, I have concluded that I too can become a story writer (for Hindi soap ofcourse :D)
So here it is... An attmpt to do it.
Kahani Ek Serial Ki

I wish to wirte a melodramatic, family, business, friendship, love ... etc etc soap drama which will be "different" from all ongoing ones (:D :D :D). I will try to write one episode each post. All you Hindi soap lovers (... and non-lovers too :-) ) are invited to join this attempt. As per the Hindi soap traditon, the story writer can change as many times actor playing the lead role changes. So let your creative juices flow freely and contribute an episode or more... add twists and turns to our serial.

Chalo ek Kahani banaye apani ...

Life is getting weirder day by day. I am tired of dealing with never ending and unnecessary complications. Sometimes I feel like I am running in a desert trying to touch the horizon. The more I try to get closer the more it runs away. It’s really hot out there. My feet are burning on the red hot sand. There is not a single tree around. Not even oasis mirage to look for.

I want a shadow somewhere to rest for while. I want water for my dry throat.
I want some rest.
I want peace of mind
I just want a simple life !!!

The "nose" factor

My olfactory system (a.k.a. my nose) is unnecessarily active. My mom says I might have been dog in one of my previous “janams”. I need my food to have good aroma and not just the taste. My memory store is unnecessarily tied up with the olfactory system. There are some scents which remind me of some people.

Like the “Dabur Amala Kesh Tel” reminds me of my ajoba (mom’s father). He was great lover of perfumes. He would try different types of talcum powders and soaps for the sake of their perfumes. But hair oil was always “Dabur Amala”. His rack had lot of amazing stuff which we kids were not allowed to touch at all. I still remember the exact place where he would keep the oil bottle. It was the old glass bottle permanent resident there which would be filled in regularly with new small bottles. Years of spilled oil had peculiar aroma which would fill his whole room. We were occasionally given the duty to apply the oil on his head or his feet. And as reward we would get the small square salt biscuits or sweet supari powder (I donno the angrezi name for that?) or toffees from his cupboard. He used keep the cupboard keys under his pillow. Whenever he would reach the keys we would gather around the cupboard wide eyed in anticipation to get our share of biscuits. The cupboard had peculiar smell of naphthalene balls protecting my grandma’s saris from so many years mixed with different “attar”s (perfume) applied on them.

Sweet mango scent reminds me of my aajji (dad’s mother). We used to have large number of mango trees (at least a dozen of different varieties) in our farm. So the summer vacations were absolutely mango eating seasons. All the mangoes had different ripe time so there would be new mango variety coming home every fortnight. We had one room specially reserved for the mangos called “Ambyachi Kholi”. They would spread layer of dried straws on the floor and then layer of mangos and then another layer of straws on top of it. Every morning aajji would pick out ready to eat mangos in a bucket for us to eat another bucket for making “aamras”. Our days would start with mangoes and end with mangoes. We were allowed only peep inside the room. It had sweet mango scent mixed with the grass smell. I can still vividly remember my aajji sitting in that dark room and picking up sweetest mangoes for us.

The cabbage sabji smell reminds me of my hostel mess. For some reason our mess cook was in love with cabbage. So we were tortured with the sabji in every other meal. It used be only boiled vegetable with bare minimum masalas and a weird smell. It was utterly unbearable for me. We have skipped amny meals due to that sabji. And I still can’t eat cabbage.

… And the smell of detol, lifebuoy soap, hospital, cigarettes … all of them remind me of my dad. My dad was one totally dedicated (freak) doctor. His shirt would smell of hundred different things… lifebuoy soap he would wash hands with every time he examines a patient (hands would include the shirt sleeves too :-) ), detol used in operation theatre (though my mom claims that doctors are the most unhygienic people on earth), some blood spots here and there while delivering a cute baby (should I say babies) … and smoke of cigarettes, he would always find time for in his busy schedule. My sister and I would always tease him for wearing such smelly cloths I absolutely hated the hospital smell for some reason. I would never go inside unless I had some urgent to talk to him.
Now whenever I go to any hospital … all I can think of is seeing dad scolding some for something at the top of his voice, frown on his face for seeing me there (yeah, he seldom liked disturbance in his work), hurrying towards the operation theatre or delivery room, comforting the lady in labor or taking round in the ward and talking to patients like they have decades of friendship …

Hmmm… "smelly" memories isn’t it ? :-) :-) :-)

Its Mumbai again

Serial blasts, ripped train compartments, deaths, cries, chaos, flesh, blood, bodies ...
It happened again...

City is scarred but not stopped. We will never stop.

But ... how long? How many more lives do we have to sacrifice?

Why us GOD... why us !!!

Current mood: Speechless

Why should I reduce?

I have been getting lots and lots of advise about why should I be getting in shape

My friend (Guy): "You know Ashley, wavelength matching and all are bookish and imaginary things. These days guys go for looks first and then see anything else. You have everything but shape. You should do something if you really want to get married to a "good" guy"

My Friend(Gal): "Yaar Ashley, If you reduce a little bit, you will look very good"

Mom:"Dear, if you don't start taking care of yourself right now, you will have problems at later stage of life. I don't want you to get affected by diseases like hypertension or diabetes"

Salesgirl:[Loudly]"I am sorry M'am, we don't have this dress in you size"([To herself]Get life girl !!! what do you think of yourself, Aishwarya Rai ???)

Conclusion: I am getting too much obsessed with cloths so I must get in shape :D :D :D

My career options

All these days I have been cribbing about my job and all the stuff. I am fed up with working on stupid stuff and most importantly working with so-called super performers who think they know everything in the world and take great pleasure in showing off how-great-I-am even when they don't have mere talking manners.
Anyways ...

So finally I have decided to stop cribbing and start looking for other options.
... And Bingo !!! I found various options right in my drawing room.

I see a loot of options for me in the daily Hindi soaps (Yeah I HAVE to watch them with my roomies :((( )

* Actor
- I think this is the best options. I don't need to act well or even look good. I should just be able speak up my dialogues in some tone. It’s ok if my face looks same in happy and sad times. I will get to wear most costly costumes no matter what my age, monetary status or social status is. If I am the main character, everyone will think I look good. I will always win contracts (nature of business doesn't matter), competitions, and people’s heart etc. No matter if I get married 3-4 times, kill people or do frauds and I will still be considered sati-savitri. If I wish to take a break from the series or check how popular my character is or I am fed up with my character, I can safely let the character die. I can come back as myself or some other “humshakal” of myself (depending on my interest :D ). I can safely romance a 70 yr old(he won’t look any older than his son) and have children of my age with out any pains.

* Story/Script writer
- I don't need to torture my brain cells much in this profession. All I would have to do is mix and match certain set of events like never letting the hero and heroine marry each other in first attempt; always create confusions and misunderstanding between main characters(doesn't matter if the situations look stupid and obvious), they should marry at least 4-5 times, to different people; all my characters should do some business, win/loose contracts, should get salary on first day of their job, there should be atleast 2-3 deaths and comebacks, couple of humshakals, 20 years jumps, grand shaadis, few festivals here and there (no matter what festival they are celebrating … everything looks the same). Oh yeah how can I forget khandaan ki izzat, paramparan, saans-bahu, maan-samnmaan etc etc.
I can create as many relations as I want. Every house should have at least 15-20 people. I should always disclose suspense on Fridays (or whichever is last episode of the week). To help viewers who have missed few of the episodes, my characters should have attacks of recalling previous events. Oh yeah my characters should always promote other soaps of my producer and his (her) movies.

* Music composer
- I can get away with only few pieces of music for whole 5-6 year series for more than one soap… like dhan-tan-dhan ot dhish..dhish..dhish for some sensational scene, some sad music, couple scores for vamp characters, chanting of any Sanskrit shloka (I can use same recording for any occasion from birth to death). If needed I can use songs from my producers movies, directly or adding some custom lyrics to them to add some personal touch

* Cameraman/ editor
- I need to aware of few things. Flashing camera at least 3 times in some serious scene (should match with the music speed though), running around a character in slow and fast speed, always take close up shots of face. If I want to be more creative I can swing the camera once in while in 2-3 directions to get more dramatic effect. I should always keep handy my previous episode recording to insert the recall scenes (which are very often)

* Make up Artist/ Dress designer
- “Put as much make up material on every face as I can”. This is the basic thing I need to learn. Bright is always better. Costume color and Jewelry color need not match. Guys can wear whatever they want( Any shirt-pant normally, kurta-pajama for functions and festivals). All the ladies should be given expensive designer saris. Vamps must wear designer bindis (designer = any art you can make on their forehead) and have ugly hairdo. We can make a person look old by adding a stroke or two of white color to his/her hair.

* Set designer
- All the houses look same in All the soaps. They have to have lot of frames on the wall (even in a zopri). Again monetary status of the owner does not matter. Just need to add some floweres and duppattas here and there for any festival.

* Director
- I don’t have to do anything :D

* Last but not the least Glycerin supplier
- None cries more than the soap actors so they must be needing constant supply of glycerin :D.

Bottomline:- I need another TV for myself or TV tuner card for laptop (yeah I have bought a 17" screen mammoth baby) or at least internet connection so that I can watch some “human” programs :D. (cause I think all the folks in Hindi Soaps are "Super humans" )

It’s been long since I have written anything. Thanks to my laziness off course and yeah I had the US trip as excuse :-). Well well well... now I am back and jumping again ;-).

Life is getting hectic...traveling in BMTC buses in rush hours is worse that traveling by Mumbai locals (on central line in peak hours). Though it is definitely better than traveling on Hosur road in comfortable company bus (yeah my office is shifted to a city location now :) )
I am half dead till I reach home... Don't feel like cooking or even eating something. I need to change my eating habits and start working out otherwise it won't take long before I fall sick. And most important... I NEED a two wheeler.

I want to write about so many things but these days I just don't have the energy to do anything. I need rest... I desperately need it. I had hoped this 2 months break will help me sorting out the complications I have created for myself but it seems they are just as it is. I donno why do I have affinity towards stupid things. As they say "To err is human and to repeat it is stupid". It applies to me perfectly :-). I want to be like Miranda Hobbs in "Sex and the City", strong and confident. I have been watching that series regularly and I think none can captures mentality of single and independent women better than that.

After coming back, I had been to home for a week. I was sleeping all the time as usual. Only good thing I did was going to school. I have been planning it since long but finally did it this time. My school has special place in my heart. Once upon a time it was supposed to be the best school in area and not just for education but for the extra-curricular activities. It was due to different activities taken up there that I could develop my debating skills, interests in general knowledge and sketching. To be honest, it is really difficult to pursue these things in the area where I come from because people think sole aim of sending their children to school is to enable them to score good marks and send them to engineering and medical colleges. It’s the best example of sorry state of today’s education system. There is no concept of acquiring knowledge or overall development of a child. And even many teachers encourage such behavior because all they want good statistics for their school or classes.
I wish to change that situation. I know it is not going to happen overnight but at least it has to start somewhere. Students as well as parents need to be educated about various career options available. And that these are as good as engineering and medical professions. I want to tell them that there are many books in the world other just the text books which give us more knowledge. These are one of the brightest students of their generation and I am sure they will excel in not only studies but different parts of life if given chance and proper guidance.
I awe a lot to my school and I want to try to return at least small part of it.

Back to college

I just came across this amazing video made by my college juniors.



Its made very beautifully and catches the campus life very perfectly.
great work guys !!!

*Sigh*.... I miss those days ....

A milestone (!!!!???)

Today I turn 25 !!!
Whoa!!! that's too much of age ... isn't it?
When I was kid, I had decided to be a billioneer before I become 30 .. I swear. When I would see Steffi Graff or Martina Hingis and what they had achieved at so young age. I also wanted to be be like one of them. I wanted to do something different...something worthwhile...some path breaking innovation to my credit... I never wanted to be just another person in the croud.
Hmmm...
These dreams may seem childish now...

Well lets talk of reality...
Here I am... just another s/w engineer breaking my head over unnecessary things... Haven't manged to do a single thing which will make me feel proud about myself (not even a bf ... :D :D)
I don't feel like working in office any more. My thoughts are wondering all over... anything other that the "required" topics.
I feel like I have lost the fire ... to do anything ... or its just a negative thoughts creeping in from somewhere.......
I gotta do something about this...I can't let go of my dreams so easily.

Cheer up baby .... :-) :-) !!!

Happy Birthday to Myself !!!
I am missing my country and my people very much.

Meeting the bigots

The day we came in Jeff (My Project leader) took us around have a look at the office and meet people out here. Boy !!! it was amazing to see their offices.
Can you imagine most of them have been working on the OS even before I was born...10 yrs..15 yrs...30 yrs !!! I thought that was really amazing. In India we have to think twice or sometimes 100 times before asking for a new desktop and they have VAXs and Alphas and Itaniums at their disposal just like that(These are the only platforms my OS runs on. And their price is range of million dollars for real...not a joke). Its like they have a mini lab in their office...Yess everyone has his/her own office with 10x8 ft dimension and walls high enough to separate yourself from rest of the world. And they have a whole world inside...Photos, logos, posters, stickers and what not. Each one is unique in its own way and its real treat to see.
(Though we met so many people that I forgot names of most of them :D)
These are the people who have actually developed significant parts of this historical OS and have been around since earlier versions of the OS if not exactly version 1. They are the "VMS bigots". You can see posters, magnets and other stuff put on display,dating back to the late 70s and early '80s. You feel like walking into the history. And its amazing to hear the stories from them.

We had team dinner yesterday evening... sort of knowing the team less formally. They were telling stories of their old "Digital" days. The days when the joined the company, it used to have its own planes... the "Digital planes" and that's not all. They had helicopters to ferry people from one office to another !!! That's very true... I have seen the helipad in this facility. As they tell us, digital had 20 odd offices in this eastern part of US what is called New England and people used ferry in helicopters for meetings and stuff. Most of the people at the table had flown more than once. By the way the company Digital I am talking here is the same company we know as DEC (Digital Equipment Corporation) from our computer science books, one of the early software companies which has many break through engineering innovations to its credit. I was overwhelmed by their stories. You can see their eyes actually twinkling when they are describing you those glorious years.
Though, all this has a darker lining. The original company went down because they has poor marketing and over pricing of the products. Now my company wants to move all their jobs to India or other cheaper country so many of them are loosing their jobs. They are really apprehensive about having the "new engineers" in their team. I can understand their feelings. Its really hard to accept these facts.
I will always cherish these moments. And now I get to be small part of this history too.

Life is great !!!

I am in US of A !!!

Yeah thats true .... !!!
Finally I am in US, in once piece... Up and Jumping... :-).
Last few days were real tiring. I had to run around for my IDP (yeah I am gonna drive here) then there was huge shut-down in Bangalore because some film actor died (sometimes people can be real stupid na !!!), last minute shopping and packing (I actually bought my bag at 9pm and checked in at the airport at 11pm... Cool na :D)
It was loong long flite from Bangalore to Paris and then to Boston...close to 24 hrs :-(. My legs were completely cramped. Nothing much interesting on the flite except that they had personal screens so I could watch 3 movies (:D) and play games.
Our PL had come to the airport to pick us up. He is a real nice person. He gave us a small tour of the city on our way to Lowell (Thats where I will be staying for next few days). We actually drove past MIT and Harward campus !!! It was cool... not much exciting though... They seem like normal residential area. I heard they don't have restrictions about who can come into the campus so I am sure gonna go down there sometime and have a look around there :-).

I have got a huge 2 bedroom apartment all for myself (as of now). My room has a king sized bed, biiig closet and window overlooking gardens, kitchen with microwave, gas oven and dishwasher, huuuge fridge.... mmmm I just love it.
Weather is just perfect. The spring is about to start so days are bright and sunny. It gets bit colder in the evening though. Most of the trees are dry without any leaves. Some of them have just white flowres all over them. Its a treat for eyes to see those white covered trees. Streets are much more crowdeed than I expected... :-)

Sunday we went to Boston for site seeing. We followed what is called the Boston freedom trail. Will write about it in detail later. I am planning to have sort of travelogue next few days . I will try to write in detail about my experince here. Lets see how it goes :-)

Right now I am learning to drive here.
Wish good luck to all the people driving on highway 93 for next couple of weeks !!!

My favorite Day

What is the your favorite day in the week?

Well it may sound weird but I have my favorite day in week.

I like Wednesdays. Well there is no particular reason but I like the day just like that :-).

When I was in school Wednesday was the day when we could were our regular dresses to school. (Yeah... In my area not all students could afford to have two sets of school uniform. So we used to have Wednesday and Thursday off for uniform. ). So I always used to look forward to Wednesdays to wear new cloths :D
The trend continues till now. I still wear new clothes particularly on Wednesdays.

Then they used to have "Chitrahaar" on TV. Our only source of entertainment in school days.
It continued in college too. Initially, our only source of entertainment was the "Chitrahaar" on Wednesdays (and yeah "Chaayaageet" on Sundays). So we would make sure that we are in mess right around 7:30, grab our plates and find a seat near to the TV. Some gals would even grab place on floor near the TV. We wouldn;t even hesitate to climb on the mess table to get perfect view of the tiny TV set. We would sing along with all the songs. It used to be helluva fun !!! :-) And yeah .... we would even get relieved from ragging in first year as all our seniors used to be busy watching it :D.

Hmmm... So the point is

I love Wednesdays !!!

9 2 11

They are two complete strangers.
One taxi-driver and another spoiled brat… completely from different backgrounds
One is crazy with 23 jobs in 15 years, loves his wife and lies to her all the time. Hates each and everything in world… blaming people around him for the problems he has.

Other is son of filthy rich father who is all of a sudden has been dispelled him from his father's property and now he is ready to do anything to get that back.
They meet each other and what follows is the most bizarre day in their life…
They fight, curse and even try to kill each other

At the end of the day, they find each other. They are no different… And yeah… its their birthday (Yes … they share same birth date)

They are like soulmates.

Crazy isn’t it ?
But I think it is very true. You never know whom you would end up with. Sometimes you are living with yourself for years and still you don’t know who you are.

So what is this "soulmate" thingie all about?
Someone you would marry and spend all your life with (and crib all your life about it) or someone whom you would meet for fraction of a time and your whole world will change upside down. Your soulmate doesn’t have to be your opposite gender.

Who knows?
I guess not everybody is lucky enough to meet their soulmate or identify them if they really come across each other.

I am searching for mine. Its real tough task.

Where are you my soulmate ?

:)

"Hello"
"Hi. can I talk to xxxx"
"Yes speaking. may I know who is this?"
"I guess you know who am I?"
"... Yes I know. But still I want to hear from you"
"Hi. Hows you?" (Oh no ... I am in tears)
"I am great. Hows you? Kitane dino tak wait karwaya tune"
(I start crying..as usual !!! This guy always makes me cry :D )
"Ab tak roti hai. Kab sudhregi tu..."

And all the fights, bad feelings were washed with them. Its been real long since we talked. More than a year ! There was a time when he was the only person I would run to in my happiness and saddness. My all time victim for crying sessions :D.
Hmm.. My Best friend.

So good.
I was just thinking ain't I blessed with crazy bunch of people around me. One ambitious techie, one hyper active guy,one pschyco gal, one akaru designer, one dreamy mallu ... ohh yeah !!!
Why do I need to cribb about problems in life when I have these people to support me in good and bad times? They are always there to bear my gibberish talks, sudden mood variations... so many things

Well .. I am really short of words here ... :)

Saying thanks will be just stupid of me ...

Loss of concentration

So I am having this training ...
Supposed to be verry verrry important for my project. The GOD is training us.
But as usual I am off ... Either feeling sleepy or letting my thought wonder all over the world.

Well I have tried and tried real hard to increase my concentration. But most of the times I just go blank.
I hate meetings. I hate sitting at one place for more than half an hour.
My main job in our team meeting is too draw pictures. Thats the habit from childhood. My notebooks are filled more with sketches than what actually used to write in them. Back pages of the notebook full with dictation (or just few interesting words) from speaker's speech. I actually have list of words that my manger uses, noted in my notebook longer than minutes of the meeting. When all other people are listening to him religiously, I am sleeping. I try hard not to sleep or get distracted by other thoughts.

If I have to put in 'Anne of Green Gables' words, I like to imagine myself wondering in woods or walking on garden lawn barefoot or watching out of the window glasses or something interesting like that... or just throwing the speaker out of the conference room...(:D)

I don't lose my concentration when I am reading a book or listening to great piece of music, watching a beautiful picture, an animation movie or I am thinking about something really good... or anything interesting like that. Its only when I am working here. And I can't force myself to do things I don't like. I just can't.

I forget half of the things. They say I am absent minded. Sometimes I feel very ashamed of not being serious about my career, my work...blah blah. I feel lost when all the people around me talk about this code and that company and blah policy and blah strategy. But then I am not that bad at my work...not at all. I do finish my work...always in record time... I don't work extra because I don't find it interesting. It is very monotonous and boring. Well nobody has forced me into this profession. In fact I had to fight with my so-called well-wishers to let me choose engineering over medicine. At one point of time I dreamed of becoming the best software professional. But now I don't feel so !!

Is it just me or everybody has this problem ?

PS: I am writing this sitting in the training room :D

Thats me ... :)

This is just like me ..
(Copied song ... off course .. :D)

I hate the world today
You're so good to me
I know but I can't change
Tried to tell you
But you look at me like maybe
I'm an angel underneath
Innocent and sweet
Yesterday I cried
Must have been relieved to see
The softer side
I can understand how you'd be so confused
I don't envy you
I'm a little bit of everything
All rolled into one

I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

So take me as I am
This may mean
You'll have to be a stronger man
Rest assured that
When I start to make you nervous
And I'm going to extremes
Tomorrow I will change
And today won't mean a thing

Just when you think, you got me figured out
The season's already changing
I think it's cool, you do what you do
And don't try to save me

I'm a bitch, I'm a tease
I'm a goddess on my knees
When you hurt, when you suffer
I'm your angel undercover
I've been numb, I'm revived
Can't say I'm not alive
You know I wouldn't want it any other way

I am a dreamer...

I sit by my window and look at the wide blue sky... I dream of flying
I dream of spreading my wings and rise above this world.
I dream of being on the top of the world.
I dream of changing all the tears to smiles ...
I dream of changing all the hatred to love ...
I dream of removing all the worries from the world...
... I dream of being with you

They say I am crazy... I don't care for people around me. I don't follow the "Rules" ...
I run behind things which I am not supposed to... I do things which will give me nothing but pain.

I am difficult ...

I fall down.. I get hurt... I cry...I get frustrated... I get cheated

... and I fight back

I haven't stopped living. Nothing has been able to fade my smile... Nothing has been able to take away my trust from life.

I love the way I am...

I am a fighter
I am a believer
I am dreamer
.... I dream of a perfect world.

Lifes like that ...

There are many moments in life which come to you unexpectedly...
You are not ready to handle them or you are just to stupid to undesrtand their importance and let them pass... And when they are gone you are left with nothing but brooding about them... wondering if you could have prevented what happened. I don't know if its right or not. Somewhere I read ...

"The saddest summary of a life contains three descriptions: could have, might have, and should have."

Life rarely gives a second chance. You have to accept what has happened and move on.
Lifes like that ....

Current mood: Not so happy

The Happy Gene

I have always got complements for my smiling... or laughing face. They say I have the "Happy Gene"...
Ohh really ?

I guess so ... :>
I thouhgt why not make a list of things which make that keep "happy Gene" in me always going ... somebody might be graced with the knowledge you see ... :-D.

Basic funda of being happy ....

Don't worry be happy !!!

You don't need to go around telling everybody how much sad you are... nobody cares.
"Dard bhoolane se kum hota hai aur Khushi batane se badhati hai".
When you decide to enjoy each and every moment that comes you way ... everything just falls at right places ... :-). If you start expecting from life and you don't get... it starts all the problems. It doesn't mean that you should go with the flow... but always keep your head up and Enjoy madi !!!

Whatever happens happens for good ...
Positive attitude is very much important. Very much depends on how you see your glass of life "half full or half empty"

Believe in yourself ...Let the world go to Hell !!!

Make loot of good friends....
The world is full of nice people ... you have to go out and find them out. They will make you forget all your problems.

Last but not the least

Laugh out loud ...
Laugh with all your heart out... It scares away all the saddening elements around you

Hussshhhhh
....Sooo much philospphy isn't it?
I think I can become a preecher one day :)) :)) :))
What do ya say ?

"Log kahate hai hume adat hai hasane ki
Log kahate hai hume adaat hai hasane ki
Wo kya jaane ...
yehi to adaa hai gum chupaane ki"

(Wah ... Wah !!!)

Break the rules ...

I recently finished reading "The Zahir" by Paulo Coelho (author of the Alchemist). Amazing book I must say. I loved the part where he talks about Love .... his concepts of love and life.
I liked this concept very much. I am just putting it down in my own words.

Why are railway tracks apart x meters .... ??

Simple question isn't it ? But it has long history that leads back to roman times. The distance between railway tracks is equal to the distance between wheels of horse carriage. That distance is due to size roman roads which was defined by length when two horses put together. Nobody questioned this length and blindly followed it till date.

Ok.. so what ?

Isn't our life like that ? We always try to follow some or the other rules all our life without knowing their actual meaning. We are given some script given by our parent, teachers, friends and society ... we follow it religiously. You should go to school when you are young , go to university after that, get married when you are of this age, do this and do that ... all sorts of stuff. but we never think what we actually want to do. Always try to run in a straight line. May be on parallel tracks with what we actually want. And most of us never realize this all their life. We put measures for each and everything... "One is successful only if he/she earns blah amount of money, earns these many degrees" and all sorts of things. Why do we need to measure our success against things that don't matter to us at all?

Life is not just about sacrificing for our loved ones. Who would like their beloved people to get pains for them?
Will you?
NO
Then why do you think you can make others happy by giving pains to yourself.

.... Very true isn't it ?

Forgetting your past.

Best way to forget your past is to keep it repeating again and again to others. Unless your story becomes story of other people and you gain enough courage to let go of it. I found it really interesting. How many of us have that courage? The courage to tell others about your dark side and not to run away from yourself... I think very few of us really have the courage. Most of us just try to hide it and get haunted by those memories for all their life.

No confusion ...

It seems everybody is having understanding that I have written all the poems posted here ...

Huuuuh ... I wish I could .... :D

All of these poems are copied from somewhere or other .... Please don't confuse me for a poet ... :)

"Seeing" a guy

There are somethings in life which you cannot avoid ...

Being a Indian girl and so-called "eligible" to get married, and not having found a life partner on your own, yau have to pass a ceremoney called "seeing" a guy (word-to-word translation of "ladka dekhana"... :-D). There you are supposed to dress-up, speak good things about you, answer all the questions. I heard even they ask you to walk in front of them (just make sure you don't have any defect in your feet)... Great !!!

How can you judge someone in just one look ??

I have funny anology for that ...

Its like a product being shown to a potential customer.
As a manufacturer you take all the care to make you product "presentable". Most customer go for the look of the product...reliability matters least.

When you go shopping you check out the look and feel of the product, color etc, you cannot predict about its reliability and functionality. Try to get reviews from different sources, evaluate with other compititive products, see the manufacturing companies history. And then decide on the product. After that the reliability and usability depends on all your luck and also how you handle it.

Only difference is we cannot replace(or just throw) the product easily... and all we left with is to cribb all our life .. :-)

... Hahh...

Our Indian arranged marriage process goes more or less like that. First you see "kundali" of the guy or gal, see the photograph, enquire about their family, evaluate with other prospects and then decide. Its all stupid. We all do agree with that and still go for it for whatever reasons ...

We go for trip...

It was somewhere around 8:30 pm on Saturday evening. It had just rained. Me and Smita were having dinner at a Marathi food joint after watching nice play of THE Atul Kulkarni. We were chatting and enjoying our sabudana khichadi (...mmMmm...) when my friend Gaurav calls me up...

G: Hey Ashley, I am going to Mysore tonite with V and Bhabhi and my roommates.
Me: Great. Happy journey and enjoy madi !!!

We go back to our Khichadi....He calls up again after 10 mins.

G: Where are you? Where is S?
Me: I am having dinner in Jayanagar. S is also with me.
G: I ll be leaving with me at around 10. You come to my place for 10 mins before that. I won’t be able to meet you people tomorrow.
Me: Ok. I ll need at least another half an hr to reach there.

We indulge in khichadi again. Forgot the call .. :D
My cell rings again after 5 mins

G: Where are you?
Me: We have started from here. We are in auto... just crossed silkboard. Will be there in another 20 mins
G: I have arranged for the Sumo. You both are also coming with us. Come directly to my house. We will start from here.
Me: What ???
G: Come to my house. We are going to Mysore.
Me: Are you crazy? We don't have anything with us. How can we come on such short notice??

He hangs up. Khichadi eating is still on.. :-)
Phone rings again.

G: Where are you?
Me: I am coming.
G: Come quickly. The Sumo has come I know you haven't yet started. See you both are coming with us. I am not going without you. I don't want here anything more. Start right now and come to my place.
Me: (discuss with S .. and we decide to go) okey.. but we need to go home first and take few things
G: Why do you need anything to carry with you?
Me: Shut up. You are talking to gals here.
G: Bhaav mat kha yaar.
Me: Bore mat kar. Then we are not coming.
G: Ok...Then go to your place. We will pick you up from your place in another 1 hr.

By then it was almost 9:30 pm. We took auto and went home... another 40 min journey. G called me at least 10 times by then... :-)
This guy is completely crazy. Donno when he will learn to be patient.

So we packed our things arram se.. he hasn’t reached my place yet… after more than a hr… his place is just 1 km away from my place. He kept on calling and telling us to get ready. Finally they came at around 11pm. Gaurav, Vinay, Vinay’s bhabhi, cousin Bittu, friend Ankur and Bhanu and we two… what a group…!

Once inside the Sumo…

Me: Ok. To kya plan hai? We will be reaching Mysore very early morning.
G: I don’t know. We have just started. We will decide on the way
Me: WHAT ??
G: Hume kahi to janaa tha.. so we thought why not Mysore. That’s it.

It turned out that, initially they were planning to go for a movie. So they hired a taxi (Taxi??? to go for a movie…?? in Bangalore?? Only Gaurav can think of such crazy things). Then on midway they thought they should go for a long drive instead of going for movie…. Then they thought…why not Mysore instead. The moment they decide this guy calls me up and says come with us.

Waah… !!! Who will believe that these people are supposed to be the “Professionals”… :-)

Sometimes I really wonder...Am I really out of college... :-)

I loove this life ...:-) :-) !!!

I want to ...

There are looots n loots of things I have always wanted to do... But haven't been able to do either due to something or other ... and most important my laziness... :-D

Learn to play guitar and piano. I have been fascination for both of them since childhood. I managed to buy a guitar this time ... but not much progress afterwards... :-(

Learn French. I love reading and I have heard lots n lots about French literature. I want to learn French to read all those books. Somehow I feel translated books don't have that essence which original books give you. I also want to learn Bengali... to read all Sarathchandra and Rabindranath Tagore and many more great creations.

Fly an airplane. There was time when I wanted to become a pilot ... an airforce pilot. When I was a child I had this fascination to up to skies. I have fascination for the army life. Sometimes I wish I could marry an army professional.

Become a model. I know that sounds funny but yeah... I wanted to be one. I had this major complex about being fat, not looking good.. etc etc. So used to dream of being the most beautiful girl.. slim and trim...perfect 10... And my idea of beautiful gal was ... only the one who walks on ramp.. wearing most beautiful cloths.

Become a dress designer...or architect. Those beautiful dresses and buildings beckon me always. I was good at drawing and all those artistic things. I wish I were bad in studies and could go to one of these courses.

Write great books on computer science... like the "The art of computer programming". I dreamed of becoming a academician. Do my Masters and further studies in Berkeley or Stanford and then come back to IIT...Be a good proff. Write most amazing books in computer science. I always used to write my name in the authors' list on every book .. :-D

Become animation artist. I am in sooo in love with animation. And I want to make one of my own. I won't mind taking it up as my full time job.

Become a commercial artist. Well I know I am not that great in drawings(couldn't get through the basic drawing exams :D) but I love to draw. When I was in school, I used imagine that they will have drawing as full time subject and other subjects as optional (In real life they have drawing as optional subject. Only one class per week :-( )...;-)

Travel all over India and world. I particularly wish to follow PuLas trail as he has written in "Poorvaranga". I have lived those moments through his words and want to experience them all by myself. I don't want to visit them for the sake of visiting.

Become housewife. Become the most loving and caring wife on the world, in a perfect family with loving husband and sweet children in a big house like they show in Yash Chopra movies... I will cook different dishes for my dear husband, clean the house, play a perfect host for his parties, kiss him good bye in the morning and wait for him in the evening with hot pakors and tea...Enjoy kiti parties and "Saans-bahu" serials...Do "silai-kadhai-bunai" at home..Be the perfect mother to my children. And live happily ever after .... he he he... It was one of my fantasies ... I know I can never be sooo good.. but whats bad in fantasizing .. ;-)

Have a house on sea shore or at least by riverside or lakeside. I want to get up everyday with cool breeze on my face... run on the deserted beaches barefoot and spend my nights on the sand, listening to the waves and watching the starry skies.... him being on my side ... for all my life

Become a level headed person.. a rational thinker... who can be indifferent to all the worries of this stupid world...all those politics.. love...hate..anger. I loose my mental balnce verry easily and go nuts. I don't like that ... :-)

Go on cruise with my beloved

Become a carpenter or mechanic. Yeah.. it is much better than this software engineer's job. You can handle things with you hands...no stupid virtuality. I like joining bits and pieces together and make useful things from them. I used to fix things at home.. I still do. My sister still calls me carpenter...

Do MA in history. Do research on Indian History. I loved studying history since childhood. Something unusual for a person who is also good at mathematics and sciences. I actually got equal marks in Maths, Science and Social sciences in my SSC exams..(equal means 145+ out of 150 in all the three subjects....:-) ).. But me poor victim of the "engineering and medical are the only streams worth studying" mentality... :-)

Find love of my life. Someone for whom I can forget everything even myself. I don't know if he exists ...

Hmmm... so many of them. I can't remember all of them at once...will be adding more as and when I remember them ... :-)

Nostalgia ...

I have been part of the "timepass" group in my college. We used to play lot of pranks ... some of them I still remember. Those were the golden days...
Felt like noting them down ...

The "Gajar Halwa" Scam.

One day my friend was taking some printouts in the computer lab and making chits of the pages. They were very sphosticated looking tickets for something. I asked whats going on. He says, we are taking up one activity in the Gathering and selling tickets for that...they selling tickets for "Gajar Halwa". We thought hey thats great.. Gajar Halwa in just Rs. 5. Since he was supposed to be "the good guy" our batch, everybody was enthusuastic about buying that ticket. All the gals, junis and even our "beautiful" AI teacher bought those tickets. They used the best salesman technics to convince everybody about how useful it is to buy that ticket. You will get Gajar Halwa in just 5 Rs. !!

On the ticket they had printed time and venue to collect their Halwa. And when they went their, it was literaaly a Gajar hanging in a room with a borad "Gajar Halwa" (shake the Gajar or carrot).

Oh man !!! They had fooled a whole bunch of people....!!!
The real scam and they earned some 500 bucks (which they returned afterwards)

All of them were underraound that day ... :) .. :)

They got a good beating from everybody on farewell. They are still known as the scam people.


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Sontak

We had a compition in our college to name new college bus. Earlier buses had names Chetak, Pushpak, Ashwak ...

One suggestion was... Sontak

Because ... our princi's name was Sontakke ... :-D :-D

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Searching for Soulmate ..

They say human is a social animal. And they are always made in pairs. There is always someone somewhere waiting for you...

Us rab ne jab dil diye ...
dil ke do tukade kiye
Dono pe ek naam likha
Ek raadha ek shaam likha
Ab wo dil dhadakate hai
milate hai, bichadate hai

Some say its crazy.. but I do believe in it.

So I had...I still have... this crazy belief that there is someone out there for me who understands what I feel, who can make out what I want to say even if I say nothing at all, who will always be there with me no matter what happens. When I go out and fight with the world, I will always come back to his soothing arms. I can forget all my worries when I rest my head on his shoulders... I will forget myself in his arms...And I will be the same for him. I long for those feeling of togetherness, feelings of comfort, feel of belonging... feeling being there

I have been searching for another half of my heart... my better half.
...And the search seems to be endless...and real tough too...

These feelings are all beyond those practical world things ... The idea of "perfect husband" everybody has...my husband should earn blah amount of money...blah amount of property, he should look like this and talk like that, he should have these interests, he should be of particular cast or religion...

... All these are immaterial for me.

Love is not about how similar interests you have... its more about how you grow with each other in a relationship....its more about how you much you fit together. We are like pieces of a jig-saw puzzle which fit in one and only one position. You cannot forcefully mend and put them anywhere... the puzzle does not complete like that...the picture becomes ugly...

You cannot put any measurements to your relationship ... that we should be this close in these many days or we must have this much amount of talk in this... only then I will say that our relationship is going fine. That's rubbish...

Trust and understanding are very much important for me and so is patience and open communication. We should be able to talk to each other about every damn thing in the world and not be ashamed of what we are...Should be able to see each other as we are...should be able to look strainght in each others eyes. As one my friend says "relationships are simple and at the same time a lot too complex. For maintaining that you need efforts from both side. Its like wheels of a car, both have to run in tandem and compliment each other. The minute one goes astray, one cant drive too far. Again when a turn comes, one has to run faster and the other a bit slow, to maintain the balance. Thats where most of the relationships fails for the right element for creating balance is missing". I agree completely with it. A relationship is good when enjoyed from both sides. When you enter a stage when you need to "keep" a relationship for the sake of it... everything falls apart.

We read in books that there is always only one person for whom we feel the love. As they in Hindi movies "Ladaki apani jindagi me sirf ek hi baar pyaar karati hai...". But I have been attracted to more than one one guys till now. Every time I find some or the other thing impressive.. attractive about the person to fall for... I wonder "is he one?" Well...it was never a head-over-heels thing. But thats not what the books say ... So I used to feel its just stupidity. I am not allowed to get attracted to some guy unless I am going to get married to the person. Life has to be zero or one. But most of those attractions were temporary. I don't feel bad for not having any of them. I don't see any of their faces when I sleep at night or when I close my eyes and think of my soulmate.
My heart doesn't skip a bit beat when I see them... So all gone for good.

... But still the life goes on. The end is yet to come.

I don't know how to search for my man....my soulmate. I don't know how I am going to recognize him when he is right in front of me. They say you will get the signal. But how do you recognize it? Will I recognize him in the very first glance or will it take time. Is "love at first site" fact or myth?

"Kabhi kabhi ek mulakaat bhi kaafi hoti hai apane pyaar ko pehchanne me ...

aur kabhi kabhi sadiya lag jaati hai"

Is he somewhere around me right now.. at this very moment and I just fail to recognize me? Is he also searching for me ?

I know that I need to go out meet more people. I do not socialize much except with my friends, I have taken a loong time to build these friendships and they mean a lot to me. I do go and talk to people. But I am not that easy going with the crowd....I am rather very choosy. Its kind of mental block on my side. That makes me remain aloof from the crowd...makes me moody and makes other people that I am crazy. There are very few people with whom I have hit-of easily right from the very first day. It has to have a chemistry to go everything well. Once I am in the comfort zone.. I am the best. But these things do take time to build up. I have been trying and trying real hard to break that barrier.

I don't like the idea of evaluating each of every person as possible prospect. Love will happen when it has to happen. If you force it, it is bound to end one day. You cannot talk yourself into and out of love for long. You cannot cheat yourself over some false ideas and expectations...

You can never fool yourself...!!!

I need to learn to give up myself completely before I decide go finally go out with someone. There is still some part of me which is concerned about stupid things and makes me nervous... makes me freak out sometimes. Thats been kind of breaking factor of my realtionship. I don't know how to fight with it or live with it.

Will there be any person who can understand all these things and still love me? Love me the way I am and get the same from me? Or will I have to end my life searching... always having a feeling of loneliness within my heart.

VinDa gets Gnyanpeeth !!

Denaryane 

Struggling with myself ...

When I look back and try to summerize my journey till now, one thing strikes me is that I am still searching for something. Something that gives me great pleasure and I love doing it , having it or I don't know. I feel very restless most of the times.

And the restlessness is increasing everyday.

I will be turnig 25 soon, an age when conventionally I should get married and think of settling down in life.
But .... I don't feel like I have reached at a stage where I know where to go. I have always felt jealous about those people who know what they want to do in life right from the day they are born. "I want to be a doctor and serve poor people" "I want to make loot of money" "I want to go the the US of A" ... I wonder how can they speak commandingly about their life.

Can I say like that ?
I don't know... Thats the only answer I can give... to many questions in life... questions they consider very important...

Somebody asked me "What are your dreams ?" ... On an impulse I said I want to lead a stable life, I want to be someone who can help myself and help others. I want a good career and good family... All those stereotype things... Just words... I don't know what I mean by them. I don't know how I am going to achieve them. I don't know if I really want to that.

I feel like a boat drifting helplessly in the big blue ocean. The captain has lost the rout map ... or she never had the map at all. Whenever she sees a piece of land or some distant light house in the storm, she thinks thats her destination. She runs to cling it with all her heart. But sometimes the land does not accept her or she does not like the destination ... orr its just her restlessness that makes her go on with her journey.
But still she hasn't learnt the relentlessness of sailor not to mistake a hop for destination and keep on sailing. Mebbe she is tired of sailig, mebbe she is tired of sailing without any direction or she needs someone to be with her and help her finding the way or just be with her in this directionless...endless journey ....

I just don't know ...!!

Being a girl

I have had great childhood. I consider myself lucky for having the kind of parents I have.

I have been brought up in a place which is almost a village. People behave like they are still living in 17th century. They would make stories if they see a girl standing next to a boy ... forget talking... just standing next to each other. They will stare you from top to bottom as if you have come form some different world if you are wearing jeans. When I used to take my driving lessons and go to our village (which is hardly 10 kms from the place where I was living) people would run behind the car to see a girl driving a car as if it some 8th wonder of the world.

All of my schoolmates(gals) were tought from the childhood that they are born just for one purpose.. to get married. Once they manage to get a good boy purpose of their life is solved. What bullshit ? When I was thinking about a good story I have just read or some news they would be busy gossiping about how some guy is They will have to ask their parents 100 times to go for a movie. They will have rules at home like donot go out of house after 7:30, you are not allowed to dance on the stage (Humare ghar ki izzat stage pe kaise naach sakati)

I remember two events very distinctively.
I had just completed my engineering and sitting jobless at home for a while. Then I decided to join a start up. One of my classmates(gal) was also supposed to join with me. So I call her up and her father speaks me "Why do you want to go so away from home just to do a simple job? Why do you need to take up a job in the first place? Isn't it enough that we have given you the opportunity to study instead of getting you married earlier? You have already stayed out of home for 4 years. You have to get married anyway and act as your husband says. You can work of he is okay with that. Till then why don't you sit at home and spend some time with your family"

Thes there was another man, doctor, supposed to be one the "most modern" people in out locality. It was when I was leaving my home to take up my current job at place very far away from my home. He was like .. "Why do need to make a career at first place. See a girl is always tied to a chain. Its another end is with her father before getting married and with her husband after she gettes married. She has to move as and when the chain directs her to. She is never supposed be free. Why do you want go so far when the chain is going to pull you back anyway? "

Huuuh ...!!! see where our country is going ?