The new girl...!!

I started with this story a couple of months back but few things restrained me from continuing further..just wanted to post it anyways...


Being grief stricken for the past few days after realizing the fact that i have landed myself in the remotest area of the country where the sparse population of the datable girls(girls whom u can ask out for a date) was sparser,her entry in the class some 200 seconds after the bell brought a glint in my eyes.My hopes resurrected itself like a phoenix and the jaw was left ajar partially in disbelief and shock of seeing a girl in my class.
Most of the guys suffer from the "FindaGirl" syndrome, wherein the search engine in its live search 'mode' scans for any female existence in and around him.The syndrome made its obvious appearance in me right from the 1st yr days, there after which i scanned the reservation charts of the coach my ticket was reserved in to any single female soul sitting in the same bus as mine.My potential targets, F20 to F27.
The syndrome affect had also made me scan the attendance register of my section some 7-8 times to ensure if any chances of seeing a girl was there or not.Despite of straining of my ears to trace the every possible crests and troughs, the sound waves created during the roll call, at the end of the 4th day i declared it as futile effort and was 1st among the guys of the class to bring to notice the fact that how doomed our next 4 years would be.
However i was almost contradicted by this latest diva's presence.I was still duobtfull if the heaven right before my eyes would like be associated with the literal hell my section was.I was skeptical enough to ask people around if the new entrant was some support staff or a faculty.Soon my intelligent brain harped on the ideas that she could be silver spoon kid, a entrant from management quota.I threw a smirk at my friends while mentioning the thought the very next second.If she was the one roll number which weighed more in terms of money than us, then the chick was rich,out of reach and bitch too.I negated the thoughts and supported the imbibed feelings in brains neurons who were supporting the fact that there could be several reasons why she could have landed in this section.She took a seat 3 rows ahead of mine.I could not stop seeing her the next few minutes until the lecturer's shriek voice asked us to concentrate.But had even Saddam warned me of launching a biochemical weapon if i did not stop seeing her i would have relented.I darted my eyes to notice that all the guys whom i called as friends were engaged in the same activity and could notice the same glint on every face.Every eye was looking for opportunity to take a bite at the most heartening sight we have had since our inception in the Engineering college.

For a college guy who is testosterone charged and estrogen starved, a new girl opens a horizon of options.The thoughts or say the fantasies start with getting intimately close to the opposite sex, proceeds to dating the women, falling in love and in severe cases even manages to see her as her bride.Making your close friends jealous certainly don't come in these plans,but they surely become primary motives later on.Well,i moved leaps and bounds when day dreaming was concerned, and while my friends still continued with their dreams of dating on, i went ahead with marrying the female.Before i could go further i had an urge to find out which part of India the girl came in from.A month in the college, way deep in South India, a south Indian girl was still a strict no-no.Have no idea how that constraint came in, but the smell of the gajra(flowers with the weirdest of smell woven together) made me go nauseating.

The lifes and times of a human being..!!

There are several parameters based on which a homo sapien or a human being can be classified.But if leading lives are to be considered, an individual by and large can be classified into 3 categories.
i)Those who are phenomenal and intellectual people.Take weel calculated risks and attain success in whatever they do and excel in almost every sphere.
ii)These group of people are the talented lot.Can be influenced by the surroundings and though they do not see success at every inch,they aspire and slog for the same.
iii)These are the most common prototypes, compromising 95% of the humans, who do not take risks,pronounce themselves to be losers,follow the crowd,make plans but never ever execute them(the excuses may vary from hectic schedules to as silly as luck not favouring the brave...lol), crib at any happenings in life, use phrases like "life's bitch and screwing me","life sucks"..make compromises and last but the funniest are avid listeners of linkin park classics like "in the end" and "numb"..

The 3rd category being ruling the roost, seems to deserve a more detailed analysis.And i being the part of this bad wagon, would be more comfortable and sync with detailing about it. :)

This interesting or rather the hapless category are the brain child of the most of the middle class families of the Indian society.An individual right from childhood learns( from his elders and the bollywood to)how severities life poses ahead.The fact that the parents had to make sacrifices to ensure their off springs get the best of education is fed from every nook and corner of the society.They have families in their neighbours whose wards have unexpectedly become a part of 1st or 2nd category(read a product of IIT or IIM or settled in US).Have only aspirations in life, either commit to life sciences(or biology) or surrender to the PCM(physics,chemistry and mathematics) world.To cut it short, be a doctor or an engineer.To make matters worse, they fail to ring the bells of the tops instis for either of the careers.Then comes the scorelines of 2nd grade entrance tests, 3rd grade colleges and finally getting recruited by a 4th grade company.
Interestingly most of the people(read male species) fall in love with some chick in college, who;s rich, out of reach and perhaps bitch too.Every individual of the category are active members of social networking sites like Orkut in college and switch their loyalties to Facebook post college(the same facebook one founded dumb,complex and "bakwaas" in college)..Have an interesting tale about being harassed by boss in office.Have some real pretty chicks in same team or account, though never mutter enough courage to ask them out or talk to them.
Perhaps one of most generic creations of the God which completes the nature's balance.A category with lots of potentials and with a little effort can put in the realms of 1st or 2nd category.

Emotional Atyachar Vs MNS..lol

ROFL..seriously i was up to this upon reading a news item and could not avoid scribbling it down..certainly the best intentions are to savor the moment.And no offences MNS, but this blog article again goes for them,though on a contrary note than the one which i wrote couple of blogs back.
This starts with how i mentioned in previous blog about the newspaper providing some rib trickling comic news which more than making me smile make me analyse and think about.But God forbid,not this time.
I just finished with a Ben Afflick comic movie(yeah,it had its comic parts), when i went across a news item in Indiatimes which mentioned the the semi porno flick "Emotional Atyachar"(supposedly its a loyalty test which the genx lovers make their spouse undergo with high tech cameras and seducing babes around) which is being aired on UTV Bindaas channel, getting a phone call from MNS.
Well before i write anything about the news, here's something about the show.The show invites any one who's madly in love and at the same time suspicious about their counterpart, to make them undergo loyalty tests, and here's the crucial part, the other party is unaware of it.Now here's something which leaves me bothered.How am i supposed to control my nerves,taste buds and hunger when i find fresh grapes in my kitchen, no matter i have mangoes which is indeed very sweet.But grapes are sweeter.Eating grapes does not mean being disloyal to mangoes for sure.Am not very sure if the same goes for humans or not, but being disloyal is a part of human nature.Don't know much of history but the surroundings is full of people cheating others, but somehow cheating the opposite sex becomes an issue.Damn it, dogs are loyal.When did humans get this tag..!!! LOYAL...
Well back to the news piece.The MNS called up the EAT(emotional atyachar team) to show their anger on how a contestant or a girl(read bitch) made her boyfriend to undergo a loyalty test, mentioned the word "Bombay" instead of Mumbai in her interview for the show.The MNS got the UTV team air a disclaimer stating their respect for the legal name Mumbai and how they would adhere to the name from now on...again ROFL..lol..:D :D
My 1st reaction upon reading the headline was MNS probably found the content of the show deemed unfit for all age groups and wanted them to be careful, but the real content left me aghast and laugh all my way though the blog..God..!! am still smiling...Wanted to quote a line from the article.Really guys don't u wanna miss this..
“It seems like MNS has done emotional atyachar on Emotional Atyachar!’’ said environmentalist Debi Goenka, also a life member of BNHS, which was recently targeted by Sainiks(MNS parent wing).
Well nothing else to say.It was most comic news of the day.Perhaps courtesy these MNS guys, the regular news is getting better than the "Faking News" stuff.Time to give faking news some run for their money, all thanks to MNS.Thank u Raj and team and do keep doing such idiotic things which gives a chance for the readers to laugh our heats out.

The one night stand..!!

A quarter past an year and it finally happened.No, i haven't been longing for it but being in an IT industry for this period and in a cosmopolitan culture even i succumbed to the revered.It was more of a demand of the hour.I could not stop myself
from helping out of it.Perhaps 3 fags did the job and i broke the jinx.Finally, i had a one night(or night long) stand at my office in my 6X6 cubicle.
Despite of the fact that i studied in an engineering college, but having a night out was something out of my book."The night's for sleep",i still believe the phrase and strictly adhere to.However, the strange working culture makes me go a bit
flexible about it.Semester exams at college never appeared a reason good enough to sacrifice ur night sleep for it, no matter u r unprepared.Neither did the placement interviews did it.The college parties lasted not more than a couple of hours after midnight after which an individual was either too exhausted with the nuances done or too high on alcohol.Both of these meant, end of the consciousness and crashing onto the bed.The farthest i even went in college was 4 o' clock in night, the reason being finishing off a novel which i had to return back to its owner the very next day.What foll wed the next day was a mere disaster.I woke up the next morning with 104 degrees of fever and it almost screwed up my end sem exams.


The 1st time ever, when i tried being awake was not by choice but due to lack of options.I had a wait listed ticket in sleeper class of train.Being a bachelor, i was very sure of getting a birth to sleep, if i flashed a Rs 50 note to the TTE.Though a Rs 50 bribe for a ticket worth Rs 150 sounded expensive, but the night's sleep was something for which i could have parted off the amount.I still remember the days when a mere 20 bucks meant a seat assurance even in lnog distance journeys.Guess even the bribe rates were floating and changed with the growing inflation and pay hikes.However as soon as i boarded the train, i realized how different it was to travel in train in south compared to that of north india.Contrary to southern part where people only with valid sleeper tickets embarked the coaches,in upper north the TTE showed his due generosity by accommodating every inch of the coach to people asking for it, though he demands generosity at the part of people too.A jam packed train left me no other option than sitting on the floor, among the localites besides the coach exit.A sitting posture never allows me to doze leave sleeping.It was rejoicing moment for me the next morning, when i felt having conquered the night.

Exactly a month later, my sister's grand wedding left me awake across the night.A wedding in north india means lavish sets, girls and women flashing their most expensive of jewelleries, relatives and in-laws complaining about every other arrangement made, the men asking everyone if they had the dinner of not.And finally the bride's brother gets to become the scape goat.Right from drinking water for the groom's sister to catering needs of the other fellow baratis, he has to do all.And he also gets to be bullied by other in-laws and becomes the matter for others to crack joke about.Despite of all its more of fun when the entire family assembles for the gala event.The extravaganza left with no other choice than staying awake through it.


The night at the office was different experience all through.I misjudged my work for the day and took it casually.It was only after post lunch, my colleague helped me trace the difficulty level of the work,It meant a deep analysis, a formal approach and a fine execution.It all meant spending another 9-10 hours and office and i expected to leave not before 12 in night.Even that sounded good enough as i could still spend 8-9 hours at bed considering the fact that it was a friday night.However, as it happens, a series of events spanning in the next few hours left me with no other choice than spending the night in my cubicle.The last person to leave the ODC started out at 11.00 pm giving me "Dont u have a home" and "oh my God, working so late .." look simultaneously.Confused with which was the correct predicament of the look, i preferred concentrating on my screen instead.The security staff came some 30 minutes later and took my signatures to prove that i stayed back late in office.For me staying late in office was for loosers, who failed to do the work in the stipulated time.I seemed to be in that shoe at this very instance.Two fags and a couple of hours later, i seemed to be satisfied with the work and could have left.But the sheer excitement of spending the 1st night at office and seeing the dawn after a very long time made me work towards betterment in the work , a step up than satisfaction.I left office at 4 o' clock in the morning.It was still dark outside and my eagerness to see the dawn had almost exhausted out.More than the dawn, i wanted to see my bad and crash upon it.A journey from my workplace to my abode, was 1.5 km and 25 minutes of walking distance.Hyderabad is a safe place to live in, and i could feel that walking along the road in the wee hours.The traffic though less than normal was still there and the security personnel were pretty awake.It was my walk through the final stretch that sun broke across the barriers and emerged in its red avatar.It was amazing how the nature's fiercest forms came daily even in the hardest of time with the same potential ever.The cold breeze almost went across my soul and i felt fresh and divine, making the night despite of all hardships one of my pleasant nights spent ever.

60th yr of Repulic:Am i really proud of it...?

The recent memo passed by the MNS(Maharashtra Navnirmaan Sena) warning cabbies to learn the Marathi language in 40 days gave another reason to me to sigh on.The daily feed of news bites gives me several opportunities of ridiculing my country men and their weird activities.But this latest happening which has dominated the dailies since a week did made me analyse about it and i did make some effort to find what it could really mean.Rather than looking in the lines i tried to understand the psyche of the people who made these headlines.Understanding the psyche of a particular person is difficult but if its a group, there can be only few possibilities which lead to any incident they bestow upon.
With the incident, i am talking about the MNS which have been fighting(their version) or traumatising(other people's version) the denizens of Mumbai since the last 2 years.MNS launched a series of attacks on Biharis and UPites a couples of years back forcing the migrants to leave the state.There was a widespread loot,riots and attacks which were termed as freedom struggle by MNS.This was followed by MNS creating a furore over the billboards in Mumbai city to have texts in Marathi apart from English/Hindi.It also launched a series of attacks in several offices housing news channel which allegedly showed something against their leader or some obscene content.Off late the Mumbai administration joined the far reaching efforts made by MNS by issuing a notice to cabbies to be mandatory be a native of Maharashtra and should obviously know Marathi.Now here are a few things which i would like to draw my attention upon:
The wackiest thing which i read in this latest notice by the state govt., the administration never mentioned about the Driving Licence which should be the prime necessity for driving a 4 wheeler.People would laugh at me saying a DL was an obvious requirement.But hold on...In a country where getting a DL is matter of few hundered rupees, shouldn't the government check on the illicit issuing of licences and prevent rash driving and accidents rather than keeping a tab on an individuals statehood, caste and creed.

Another aspect where i had a laugh on MNS was that those morons thought the mere knowledge and oral recitation of a language would transform the outsiders into the natives.Seriously, i appreciated Raj Thakrey's and his men the sense of humor they possessed.Why not perpetuate the same thing to the terrorists or the enemies of the state.Transform their nationalities and thoughts by the "Learn Marathi in 40 days" campaign.In fact Kasab, the lone surving terrorist of the 26/11 attacks in his latest court trial spoke fluently in Marathi, could become an idol for MNS who could popularise his quick learning abilities and show how patriotic the guy was towards Mumbai. Maybe he should be felicitated by Raj himself with a General Secretory post of the party.Even am planning to learn some French and try for a French nationality :0

Reportedly the MNS made news yesterday by distributing Marathi alphabets books to the cabbies asking or rather warning them of learning the language in the next 40 days.Wow, another Nobel cause by the party.I never heard MNS making news for distributing books to the poor or the school kids.Leave books, i never heard of MNS distributing anything to the poor.Maybe a quality one needs to possess for being a true " Marathi manoos".

Before i conclude the possible reasons of MNS's enmity towards the immigrants:
a)Myth :They are really investing the state with their filthy habits,creating law and order issues.
Fact: The immigrants and the natives have been equally responsible for the menace.In fact the state government who failed to check these are more to be blamed and the main culprit is the people who sat back with remote control and TV sets in their homes craving the way to any party to power without actually finding what good they did or would they do in their next term.
b)Myth:The immigrants took aways the job of localities.
Fact: True that immigrants make the major proportion of the high profile jobs.But this liberty has been given by constitution.And looking a broader or say a better prospect, the job went to those who deserved it better.Maybe the Marathi manoos proved to be incompetent.
c)Myth:The immigrants brought down the state's economy.
Fact:Its a widespread fact that the state's economy has soared and increased manifold in the past years with major contribution from the immigrants.
d)Myth:The MNS is the only one concerned about the Marathis and are their mouth piece echoing their sentiments.
Fact:An average household is busy with its daily chores to even give a damn to these ill feelings.The wave is raised only during the elections to create a mild agony among the natives thereby using their votes.If MNS would really had be the concerned lot, it would have done something or made a statement when the Mumbai city was under siege by the terrorists for 2 days.Leave alone making a statement, i did not find any article suggesting MNS making gestures to help people affected by those attacks.


What upsets me most is the fact that how can a group 1000 odd people(MNS supporters) could raise such an alarm while the government after realising it may loose its votes opts for sitting back.Amidst of all these explicit display of violence, the party and its chief runs Scot free, issuing warning at every possible context.On this day of Jan 26th when we are celebrating the 60th yr of India's republic, these news items send me in a state of dilemma whether to be proud or be ashamed of the country's Constitution.The Constitution which is being violated openly without a budge from the Government and the citizens.Even the renowned speakers who speak about all the high funda topics(terrorism, India's bilateral relations with China or Pakistan) fail to make a correct view point on this topics.The reason, they are scared of their posh home being destroyed in the downtown Mumbai.When we vehemently condemn terrorism and anyone propagating the same, existence of people like Raj Thakrey and parties like MNS and Shiv sena leave be puzzled, more than being shameful.

Moview review "3 Idiots"

I had a rather worse week at office.Though the working days were reduced to 4(thanks to Christmas), my plight was augmented by the fact that the only thing which i did was preparing some use case document for an almost scrapped project.The temperature of Hyderabad(the place where i work) decreased dramatically to a 11-12 degrees in night making my commute back to home difficult.But what is my point in speaking all these things..??
Despite of all these advertises,i braved myself to go for the premier show(9.15 pm) of "3 idiots" in an already riots hits city.The movie because of its 1st run formalities made a late start of some 15-20 minutes.The movie lasted for slightly more than 3 hours and i made my way back to comfort zone(my house) only by 1.10 am.Having been sleep deprived, hunger stricken and fed with a hindi movie, i decided not to crash on my bed but rather write a review for the movie.There could be possibly 2 reasons i would dare so..The movie irritated the hell out of me or the movie was one which was never made before.But with the perfect Amir playing the lead of 'baba ranchardas',it was ensured the movie get the later future.
The movie was hilariously hilarious.No doubt a laughter riot.Right from the 1st scene where Madhavan enacts a heart attack to get the flight landed in emergency to the three actors lovingly kicking each other in the end sequence, the audience had the share of laughter.There were a few scenes where i laughed my heart out and wanted the scene to get over soon as i feared a laughter death.The movie was concrete(except for a dramatic 'bachha' delivery sequence).The movie did pass a Strong message.Almost every software engineer sitting there had a grim face when choices and listening to heart was mentioned in the movie.
As rumoured, the film was loosely based on 5 point someone.The scene where Sharman attempts a suicide, to barging in the Proff. or tormentor's cabin for question papers, the movie had it all.
Beautifully shot in Indian scenic excellence,the movie made me glued to the screen every second.My verdict, a must watch for people of every age, a repeat watch for me.After all once in ages one gets to watch a new genre, one which is incomparable and unmatchable to others.Flock in the theatre near you and do chant in the name of baba ranchardas.."all iz well".
As a song says ""Give me some sunshine..give me some rain...give me another chance...i wanna grow once again..!!!""..

The hues and cries:

Often misled by fact that every individual is different and comprises of different proportions of the essence of humanity, people do tend to hate each other.A country hating other one is primarily the most common one and is a feeling which is mostly cultivated and propagated by the virtue of the leaders they mostly look upon or follow.
My country INDIA is an weird example how derogatory humanism and being an human be.No matter how sacred life a person has led,there are people who a mere mention of his name(mostly the surname),his native place,complexion and accent tend to make a pre-conceived notion.And if you are an immigrant and represent from an area which is economically different or speak a different language,the notion is mostly negative one.
I have travelled across the length and breadth of the country and find is really amazing about how stupid my country men's geography is.My state which was carved out of a bigger state some ages back is still unknown to most of the people.And by the people i mean ones who hold bachelor's degree and live in a cosmopolitan culture.No matter the country's cricket team caption belongs to my state,still people seem to be unaware of its mere existence.No, am not hurt if people who represent the top 10% of highly educated ones have a poor geography,It's just that my individuality seems to get a whip.Apart from mentioning the name of my state,i have to give references too.
Long back when the state was created, it made no difference to us.My city is one of the most developed ones in the state and these developments do not even bother the people living in there as they are more concerned about the Steel Plant and its production.I was in class 10th when the partition happened.I don't remember anything special happening except watching the live broadcast of the swearing in ceremony on the national television for the new state.
9 years down the lane, when i have migrated out of the city to pursue my career i notice no changes when i travel back to my place once in 6-8 months.Except the vehicle number plates,(changed from BR to JH) and names of the state at all govt. installations(seems like someone has pressed Ctrl+F and used replace tab to change all Bihar texts to that of Jharkhand :))Oh,i forgot that some of the changes which took was L.N.Mittal ,the steel baron finally opting to move out of the state as he ran out of his patience to get the land which was promised to him some 5-6 years back.Even Bhushan steel made a U turn after its engineers were paraded around a village which charcoal painted faces.
The point which still remains is that the poor remains poor and the rich ones continue to be same.The only people to have benefited are ones of the likes of Madhu Koda who accumulated money to a tune Rs 1500 crores in his short stint as the CM of the state.Wow, this is what the politicians term as development,What they mean is their development ,not the state's.And people (both illiterate and educated illiterate) fail to understand the fact.
Am an immigrant in the state now which faces a similar situation and the common people is facing the brunt of a few people(politicians) vested interests.Am not pretty sure but 5-6 down the year when i visit my same underdeveloped state and tell people that i work in Telangana, am sure people will give a similar expression which i get here when i mention that am from Jharkhand.
Am not a preacher,neither a intellectual and nor a patriot.I deal in facts and statistics.I would be happiest person on the world if the newly formed state follow the path of development,but we all know what the truth is,the bitter truth.Somehow people know about the obvious future but are trying to evade it and making the future for themselves and their coming generations a pale one.Well..!! we are all adult and have a right to decide...!! and this is how we indian's decide..!!