Jaiho

'Jaiho' to the MAESTRO for his Golden Globe(GG).. and for taking Indian music into a new era.. and then slowly Indian culture will enter the world arena as never before... as we've been ever expecting...

If he's got a GG for Jaiho, then I guess he'd've won a GG every year for his earlier works.. Jaiho is a great composition I agree... but even then

GOA

Goa trip has been refreshing... pressure releasing..

What pressure???? the pressure of 6-day week schedule in the final semester..

Today I realized how daring girls can be... Don't want to expand more on it here...

well Goa has beeen real real great.. better call it FREE COUNTRY, rather than GOA..
it was soo very close to nature... and great great great great

look at this, i'm saying the same word all this while.. cause it has filled my mind and heart with sooo much gratitude that they're unable to process vocabulary...

well, thought of writing a 3-T record about GOA and the trip... with all three of us tourists giving our views and the situations... Don't think it's gonna take shape now... hope it doesn't take too long cause by then, the views will have been changed/biased...

Now, all this cause I'm unable to decide what to write upon... for pics will haveta wait till my system gets normal... it gives out all kindsa noises and sounds... sometimes it vibrates and shuts.. most of the times it gets stuck... well well well, it's not even starting now...
here they are... starting with mine

Life & Liesure

Past few days, I was gloomy and down, majorly because of my project seminar that has happened today... was preparing the slides, procuring information and charts and pictures, drawing the flowsheets, planning the sequence of presentation, using my CORE knowledge.. he he :-) the last one is quite a fantasy.. Really, A FANTASY... I always wanted to use my chemical engineering knowledge in my chemical engineering under graduation... But never got much oppurtunity, rather I lost interest later...

But, however I pulled off my presentation well.. To say exaactly, pretty well.. Happy for that. B-U-T more happy because I suddenly find sooo much time in Life.. Earlier, just felt soo busy. Even now I've got some uncompleted works like mailing my transcripts to the universities, But I feel all the liesure in this world... The word liesure reminds me of a poem we had in our secondary school i guess. Describing how the author wanted to spend his liesure time, watching the countryside and few more such coool things..

Today while coming back home, I had a discussion with my friend on how to spend time.. HOW TO SPEND TIME... it's ridiculous in 4-2 to keep thinking on how to spend time.. We just have soo many thigns to do.. soo many things to be made sure of.. But, what if doing any of these things doesn't give you enough satisfaction and are not enough fun, you feel like "I want more" and in the end get frustrated saying "Life suuuckcksss".. Now, well that is not a strage feeling to most of us. We were both too feeling this same thing...
Then we started discussing what all we can doo to spend time to buy satisfaction :-)

Me: we can paint things... take a canvas and paint whatever possible... creating modern art is very simple..
Hrishi: yeah, but we'll have to do it on the terrace, if we suddenly get josh while painting, the walls will get spoiled.

Me: oooohhh yeah, I get a new idea.. on my terrace, there's a huge tank, whose walls are plain white.. [wild smile :-)]
Hrishi: you'll paint the wall?
Me: yaa.. why not?

Hrishi: we can learn playing some instrument..
Me: Not guitar... don't do that.. soo mmmany people do that
Hrishi: but, that's the most spirited instrument i feel
Me: yaaa.. maybe.. But soo many people do it

Me: or we can create some music sequences on computer

Me: learn some indian instrument
Hrishi: A flute [interrupting him]
Me: we'll be unable to blow[interrupting me]
Hrishi: yaa.. we cannot..

Me: [looking out of the window, towards the rocks] I always wanted to learn sculpture
Hrishi: but that's sooo hard..
Me: [agreeing with him] suppose we are somehow in the final stage of finishing a sculpture and we do something stupid enough to break that part... Done, the whole thing done...
Hrishi: I know

Me: grow some pet... some easily maintainable pet[interrupting me]
Hrishi: i play cricket at home alone.. from today I'll play tournaments.. with 5 teams, and i'll be playing for all teams..
Me: ha ha.. nice idea.. our favorite team will win.. No expectations, not required..

Me: oooorr, write a script for a film.. the best way to pass time..
Hrishi : yaaa, a creative way to pass time and then we'll improve our writing also..
Me: exaaaactly...

Me: we're going to goa tomorrow
Hrishi: ooh, woow.. great... what plans?
Me: going there to waste time.. Really
Hrishi: ??
Me: to waste time... we're gonna roam, sit still watching the waves, gonna go fishing, then one day for the bird sanctuary there, nearby... one night a bon fire... and then a pub one night.. then the casinoo..
Hrishi: aaah.. sounds greaatt...
Me: :-) and then we're gonna do some more things..
Hrishi: yaaaaa :-) i can understand
Me: No nooo.... nothing like that..
Hrishi: thennn??!!!!
Me: nothing like that for sure... we've many other things to look for in goa... gonna be roaming as far as possible...
Hrishi: -------------

Me: then one more objective to be achieved is to have foood as much and as many varieties as possbile.. gonna taste all sea food available there

Me: then visit an island nearby, they're all supposed to be rich of corals... so gonna go snorkelling..
Hrishi: that rocksss...
Me: u also try doing something naaa
Hrishi: I guess nothing's gonna change until we step on american soil
Me: Ummmm... Nooo.. we can change things.. like seee, i've beem touring all semester.. and my attendance is 60 now..
Hrishi: wwhatever,...
Me: [drowsy, dozing off]
Hrishi: are u sleepy??
Me: [trying to get to full consciousness] aaahhmm yaa... no sleep last night.. a night out..
Hrishi: okkkaayyy

After some time... time not accounted in the universe.. i didn't know how much i lost
[I was shaking]
Hrishi: hey woke u up just to say happy pongal.. byee... Happy journey
Me: byee... [as if whispering] same to you..

After some more time... No idea how much
[I felt a mild thump on my head]
Rajeev: annaa, stop vochindi
Me: Appudeeenaaa??
Rajeev: ??!1!!??!?!!?!?! [in his mind... already one hour travel ra babuu]
Me: Chaa... appudeenaa.. ee madhya bus is very early
Rajeev: ??!!??!?!!? [in his mind.. speak in any one language... how can sentences be clubbed??]
Rajeev: langarhouse loo traffic thapputhundi kada manaki

Me: hey ravi, I'm going to goa tomorrow.. want anything??
Ravi: hmm.. Nooo [half asleep]
Ravi: NOW AWAKE, ya ya, if possible get rum...
Me: okkk :-)
Ravi: IF POSSIBLE..
Me: yeah definitely..

ok then byee... to you too..

I'm gonna name this post after that childhood poem, which surely taught me how to enjoy life.. with that short piece of literature, i later realized..

"life can be drank more passionately than wine
it's touch can be more intimate than a girl's
and it's invaluable in terms of money
much much much precious than one can imagine"

to have such a life, we'll just have to find one having the intent to enjoy life and also the oppurtunity and then we can both extract the most out of life..

Believe me, "Life's wonderful and amazing.. just have to taste it once, to get this tinge"

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Confessions, a few of them.

the "cold night" post was half fiction :-) confessing this too cause friends started asking me to introduce her. Ha ha... neither does this mean Men are dogs or any such sorts.

I got to mention the Arts Museum in Chandigarh... Fabulous paintings and fabulous everything.... Another confession.. After visiting the museum, I wanted some empty space.. The only thing I wanted was some empty space and colour... I wanted it more than anything that moment... I felt the urge to sleight my hand on anything that seemed empty... Subject and time looked immaterial... I didn't want anything to be single coloured... Let me mention one painting I could not forget 2 years since then... 

"A King with his horse galloping from the top of his fort into the ocean beside, into the dark night sky ready to storm... It was dominantly blue, dark blue... with traces of foamy white at the edges where the fort and the waves of the ocean met and where the lightning struck... The King is a Punjabi, understandable with his long beard and turban.. and the horse looked equally fearless with his king on him waving his sword..."

I can tell you more details cause I still see it.. But I'm conscious about the length of my posts. I want to provide it's picture here.. after quite a lot of searching, I could find only this...

Sobha Singh: Painter of the Divine
This is not the picture I was mentioning, but this is the king(Guru Gobind Singh), who was depicted in almost all of Sobha Singh's paintings... And here's his horse... My observation of the horse is because of my love for animals and specifically pets. And I'll add few pics of our Chgandigarh trip here... Awesome city..

When I'm writing something for others to read, I want them to relate that thing to themselves..

And when i read my earlier post now(after a week or so!) I myself couldnot relate to it... It was pretty "not ME".

In the end, men are MEN.. Indeed gentlemen.. not pups or dogs...

But once again resisting my temptation to vary the post... Let me read it later again and say to myself "YOU're sick SOMETIMES"...

The day I posted the previous article, I was sooopar busy... with some university applications thingyy... And i got that idea and somehow wrote it off... and then later on,(when I was still busy) I found a girl's blog and unintentionally read the first few lines of her posts.. The next thing I remember was the the last page of her blog... It just absorbed me... I was like reading reading and reading. I cannot believe this... The ideas were soo deep.. I was lost searching for their abyss... They meant so many things..!!

Let me confess I want such friends who are always new.. Every day, BRAND NEW
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Addition after 878 days
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I wouldn't mind friends on meeting whom, I'd be relieved "nothing has changed"

A cold night, pet and a cool girl.

Sona comes wagging her tail and sits besides me... reminding me to take her out walking.

Good that at least she remembers. I wouldn't have.

I say "good girl.. and soo cute" and i kiss her, and take out the chain... Suddenly she becomes lively, playful, jumping all around and barking. It's such a joy to watch her like that.

Then i tie the chain around her neck and she's ready. Before going, i check my phone once for a message I was awaiting since long and I leave the phone in my room. So that I'll not have to accept that I was waiting for that message.

We came onto the road. It's just a small street. On one end, it's main road and the other end pretty far, that we don't even care about it. It was calm except from some rumble on the main road when some automobile passed. Every home was adding to this silence. No one watching late night soaps!! Maybe because it's winter, and people would love to get under their cozy bedsheets as early as possible..

The street lights are working!, glimmering their bright golden yellow light on us and a gentle winter breeze.. That was the setting. I was watching my shadow wax and wane as we were both walking between street lights. She was busy sniffing around. She suddenly gets all this energy that her movements become very fast and brisk. Any other time, she doesn't even move her tail even when she sees a stranger.

That's sona, lazy grandma and that's our street with those bright sodium lamps

All the time(since we shifted to this street), I dreamt of (OR) I've been expecting a "BEAUTIFUL" girl (stress on "beau" with an "h" sound) to walkby this road. A girl, who with her charm can make the street lights dull and inferior. A girl who can make the street walls fall down to her feet. One who can upload herself automatically into our thoughts and later dreams.

I expected she will not be wearing jeans, cause girls look bold in jeans but not beautiful most of the times. To look beautiful, they have to wear Indian dresses. It's the punjabi dress/ chudidhar! One of them. The one with chunni.

Suddenly i realize I'm loooking upwards into the sky. I could've bluffed I was watching those coconuts, ifff it was daylight. But it is 11.30 p.m. and good that sona remembered "walking" at least now.

I was warding her off from sniffing everywhere, speaking to her (one way however). I was again watching my shadow, checking my walking style.

Then suddenly at a distance down the road, I saw a girl. I could identify her, The Girl I'm expecting on this road since 8yrs!! E-i-i-i-i-ght loooong years of my teenage.. that's however bygone.

She was wearing a white chudidhar/punjabi dress or whatever, O-o-o-n the whole, she was beautiful. She saw me too, staring at her. She was walking with her head down. Her hair occasionally falling onto her eyes and she was setting it right with her finger tips. But breeze was strong enough to keep her finger tips busy.

A Graceful walking style. Felt like she was floating on wind. Her chunni, with some kind of beads at both ends was almost reaching the ground, giving her a grandeur look. She was walking.

I thought I'd sleep after reaching home. Now I don't think I can sleep. :-D I could see the street lights getting dimmer. As though they're incapable of standing a chance to her charm. I could hear the walls creaking. Maybe they'll now fall at her feet!!!!!

I felt unfortunate that I couldn't see from which apartment she suddenly flung onto the street. I was busy watching my shadows.

But I knew I'm fortunate to be in this situation. Full street. No other soul. Eternal Silence. She, walking towards me. I mean I'm on the road and she was walking on it.

I knew I had to talk to her. Talk something. Some shit... Oh no... Not shit.. Something meaningful and something which can show off all my talents and smartness at once. In just few words. I'd've finished my sop if given then.

Was searching for such a sentence that I could make a reverberating effect on her. Digging deep inside my mind, in vain. My throat was jammed. It's cold outside. But that's not the reason. I'd've given a speech at that time if this girl was not on the scene. Sooo many things just flooding. In the process, eroding my brain. Not much was left in the end to think of something outstanding to blow her mind.

But, I knew I had to talk. I felt she knew too that I'll talk.. She was fast approaching now. I could see her face clearly. Eyes were magnificient. I thought I'd even act stupid or dumb to make her smile and watch her smile, gleefully. I wanted to make some disturbance.

She was approaching and my mind was retreating. or rather it was my heart that was retreating, into the narrowest of corners. It doesn't want to expose it's incapability to make her smile. Just one smile.

If GOD suddenly appeared and granted me a wish, I'd've asked for bliss and He'd've gifted me with her smile.

I didn't know how'll she look if she smiled. But knew It'll be marvellous.

She was almost there. Just a few feet away. I was ready........ I was ready with nothing. With nothing to speak.

But, I was ready to speak. A faint "Hey.." escaped my lungs.

By the time it took a distinct form, she took a diversion. Entered an apartment complex. I was almost about to speak to her... And what's thisss???? Why only noww?? Shud have I stood a few feet ahead?? I could've spoken to her. Should have I released the Hey few moments earlier?? Should I now follow her into the complex??

Now, she's gone. All these floods and damage, who'll repair them??

I was now gazing down the road with disappointment. Utter disappointment..

Was it??? Nooo... not complete disappointment.

A slight smile arouse from my lips... It became a bigger one.. And then it spread wider. I was standing there smiling.... Gleefully :-D.. All my teeth outside.

I saw her smiling.. Yeah, right... I could see her smile. ;-)

As though she observed my disappointment, she gave a mild smile while taking her turn. :-):-)

Now, comeon.. It's just the 3rd apartment from mine that she entered. Where we play cricket regualry... :-):-):-)

5+5+1+1= tan 90 x {love + innocence}

i was at a "hot chips" point and then a 10 yr entered the shop..


"Uncle, do you have 1 rupee chocolates?"


shopkeeper : "yes"


the child had some change with him.. he was holding it in both his hands.. I guessed he was carrying so much change in his hands all the way from his home. I imagined a cute looking boy, walking towards me, watching not the road but the buildings and walls, despite which aware of the coins in his palms.


He started counting the change, that too, in his hands.. Head bent.. He counted slowly and silently.

very seriously, "uncle, 12 rupees. Give 12 chocolates. 5 for me, 5 for my brother"

shopkeeper: that is only 10 babu.... should i give only ten?

"Nooooo.. 12... 5 for me, 5 for my brother"

smiling, "one for my daddy and one for my mummy" :-)

With a cute, innocent smile