A weekend at work!!

Friday at last.........

The weekend beckons........... YAHOOO!!!
Just as I was getting bouyed by such thoughts, something happened.......... Something surely went wrong up there with the stars........ All, I could think was this can't be happening to me!! For there landed a sack of work on my shoulders.............. I would have to turn up at office during the weekend!!
All hell broke loose........ I couldn't believe myself as the clock ticked away towards Saturday.... and I am far from getting my work done.

Now in case you are wondering what sort of work I do, then let me fill you in. I am an IT professional i.e. I earn my bread and butter by writing incoherent (to a layman) stuff to fool a certain section of people, so that they believe that what I've written is exactly what they wanted!! In short, I am a white collar conman!! hehe........ Just playing........
Or should I say an educated person who despite being termed by the Indian society as a privledged guy (thanks to my job!!), is actually a smartly dressed labour who toils away in front of the computer.................. A perfect blue collar labour?? Whoops.... am drifting!! The effect of quite a few sleepless nights and hours of staring at "those incoherent sentences" containg nothing but Dim, If, Else, While, For, and some other stuff...... guess they add that for some special effects or something!! I dunno....... But, somehow I know that those stuff should be there!!

So coming back to my Friday evening. Oh!! how I had planned on the weekend. Let me give you an idea:

1. Sleep till late Saturday morning.
2. Afternoon or evening step out to meet a friend....... the very same I had mentioned in an earlier post...... met her on the train once...... Yes, we've been in touch!! :)
3. Come back..... crash.... chat up with some friend (got a regular chat partner here) or the other over the phone.... I always manage to find someone..... and surprisingly all of them are girls!! Am I the only guy who talks at night???
4. Sunday morning: Who says one should wake up early?? Not me!! Sleep kiddo..... sleep!!
5. Lazy afternoon, might step out for a movie. Rashmi and Kuntal were talking about Water.
6. Evening. Crash and sleep....... Monday blues setting in!!

And so grumbling and mumbling out walked a dejected youngster from the office...... tugging his blue sling bag along with him....... chatted up with his friends at the usual spot for their daily nocturnal gossip!! And they said girls gossip??? :P

Ah!! Saturday morning...... eyes hardly opening... god!! it hurts......... but have to go to office.... monthly meeting!! Now this monthly show at office would always happen on a Saturday!! Uff!!!!
This time it would be hosted by Sailee, another friends of mine................ And so the meeting began, which turned out to be a bridal fashion show, a project update and a blind orchestra........... (I am still amazed by the keyboard player... blind but managing a Roland xp 60 flawlessly!!).............
Meeting over, time to dig into some delicious lunch............... Ah!! The best thing was the dessert - Fruit Salad with ice cream!!

And then the long walk back to my desk............. my terminal........... harldy anyone in the office but me................. Ach!!! This is worse than detention in school days!! Sheesh!!
Don't ask how the rest of the day went............ Left office at 10 in the night....... still far from my goal........... And coming around on Sunday too.................. I don't remember being sadder!!


Sunday morning............ the silence of the morning............ a youngster soundly asleep probably dreaming of his favourite gal ;).................... and then....................
"Trrrrrrrrrrrrrinnnnnnnnnnng Trrrrrrrrrrrrrinnnnnnnnnnng" or sounds to that reverberate across this peaceful atmosphere.......................

"Damn its the alarm!! Who the hell set it at such an inhuman hour!! I need to....... ZZZzzzzzzzz!!!!" That was at 10:00 a.m.
And so afternoon crept in.......... And finally groggily yours truly steps off the bed........ And then a call.................

"Movie chalta hai kya?? "....
"Kaunsi??"....
"Abbe, Water!! kal hi to baat hui thi!!"....
"Haan kya?? To chal! Kitne baje ki hai??"....
"1:45"....
"Done, I'll be there at Adlabs by 1:30"...
"Maine Rashmi ko bhi bol diya hai, woh aa rahi hai."
"Cool!!"
click!!

The very thought of catching a movie galvanised me into action. At least something was happening that made it seem like a weekend!! And so, in trooped three friends to catch "Water". The movie was great... so were the comments..... more so about the movie later... may be some other post!!

4:00 ........... movie over.......... Kuntal very much in the mood to fool around.... Rashmi waiting to get back home...... A mum really cannot stay away from her kid after all!! :)
And me, well..... I was heading back to office...................Another few hours or work........ Garnished with some orkutting and some chatting!! The side effects of being a software professional!!

A weekend spent in the arms of my beloved blue chair............
Ah!! I just wish......................


Btw, about my regular chat friend........... well actually happens to be one of my closest!! More about this person later....... Very interesting personality you see!!
And, I'm about to get a whack on my ears!! :)
Till then..........
Ciao.........

A few attempts at the delicate art of shayari!!

Here I'll try to put up my half baked attempts at the delicate art of shayari. You may like it, you may not, but do let me know what you think of it!! And yeah, I'll be updating it regularly!! :)

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------


muddate guzar jaye par yeh nigahe unhi ki intezaar karengi......
kaise bhulenge unhe, jab mehmaan banke woh roz aati rahengi!!

****

aaj waqt ki nazaakat ki kuch aisi hai, ke lafz aaj khul na paayenge.....
jin aankhon mein kabhi hum zindagi dekhte the, woh abhi humein na dekh paayenge!!

****

zindagi mein khudgarz hona humne na seekha,
dosto ke khatir jaan lutana hi hia seekha,
parwah to hum unki karte hai, jinpe qurbaan ho jaaye,
jaan to hum un pe dete hai, jo humari jaan ban jaaye!!

****

ashko se zindagi ko seecha hai humne,
dard se rishta kabhi toda na humne,
bewaafai se ab kya kahe, yaari khub nibhai hai usne,
jab koi nahi tha, to inhi ka saath paaya humne!!

****

Just Like That????

There are times I want to lie down and stare the ceiling...

Wishing that time would fly by just like that......

There are times I want to relax and soak in the sun.....

Wishing I had a little peace, just like that.....

There are times I want to sing and dance in the rain...

Wishing the world would ignore me and not judge.. just like that

Ah!! Utopian thoughts, but thoughts never the less....

A myriad of images fly by just like that.....

Rest in peace, I'd surely hear one day.....

When they'd say death happens just like that??

A flight of thoughts!!

Today, i was having an interesting discussion. A discussion which delved into the very core of our existence.... our name! Now, if you are wondering what made me and my friend ponder over such a topic, blame Jhumpa Lahiri for that or rather her book the namesake. Still confused?? Well, if you are I’m afraid I have to let you go this very minute and ask you to read something else...... anything but this particular web page!!
What surprised me more than the importance of our names as such was the way our thoughts might actually flow from one topic to another, even now as I type my thoughts are racing ahead of my fingers. Result?? Something that might actually end up being an incoherent rambling of a mind, which was too active for it own good!!
Act8ually, we were talking about how much importance is attached to a person's name...... I mean for all that we know, change your name and you end up in a web of legal work, because so many documents then would require to be updated..... file affidavits, bring out notifications. Oh god!! Now, this fellow in namesake Gogol, was named so by his father in remembrance of the Russian Nicholai Gogol. The story to influence him was "the overcoat". The reason was something beyond literature. However, being brought up in an American society, the name started to hang heavy on Gogol. He felt ridiculed……. the odd man out!! He chose to disregard whatever emotions that might have induced his parents to go for such a name, and he changed his name to Nikhil - Nick!! And so nick starts leading the American life... never for once does he have to lok back and think about Gogol. Gogol was left in the suburbs of Boston. he never left Boston. it was nick who left Boston, settled down in New York and fell in love.... broke up after his father's death. And Nick marries Moushumi, a family friend's daughter. Life was smooth till the covered up cracks started showing up........... and like all relationships condemned with infidelity and dissatisfaction this one too got doomed. And so Nick continued in his life........ and he continued hating his name - "Gogol"... till the day he learned the truth about his name........ I could have given you the entire story here, not the patchy stuff that I've written, but then I believe one really should read the book.... So, go ahead grab a copy today if you haven't got one. My friend is doing that right now.
Now, observe this carefully, here is where the topic started going on a different track. The writing style!! After all one really cannot take it away from Jhumpa Lahiri the fact, that she can actually write in a simple manner and yet convey a lot of depth to whatever she is talking about. Isn't that wonderful?? In came a discussion on Chetan Bhagat... which meant a fond walk down memory lane thanks to "Five point someone" and then a discussion on the spiritual side of life with "One night at the call center". Interesting book......... So many things happening simultaneously in each one of the character's lives..... and how in a very lucid manner the author manages to weave it all together through one single call. Now, I shall dig into this one later, and save it for some later post.
Till then, I do hope you too haven't started thinking about these three books now......... for i have just presented to you how the thought flies and how far it does!!
Cheerio

Confused Sam

To Burn is His Destiny!!

and so darkness descended on his soul...
as the heart was fed to the devil....
and the shroud of night took him in her arms...
he lost consciousness but still fought on.
fighting a losing battle may be...
but the gamble was to be made...
may be it had to be this way....
but this shall not be the end....
the night has to give way to the day.....
the skies have to clear after the rain....
the fear of the dark shall be too great...
for in darkness does the heart really glow.....
lest he should loose his way.....
he tethers his mind to an existence....
should he get reduced to ashes....
he shall rise... rise again.....
the devil can never have his heart....
the satan can never claim him....
he is the phoenix........
to burn is thus his destiny!!

let fate conspire against him...
and throw him down to the deepest mires...
let the world test him....
and wound him all the time....
he will move on... and take his flight...
his heart will flutter till it can...
and sing as long as he breathes...
for he believes in the light....
the light of the soul...
for he believes in a brand new day....
for he is the phoenix....
and he shall rise...
should he be reduced to ashes!!

tease him... tie him...
supress him.... undo him...
he will breathe in your soul...
for he will mark you forever..
the vagaries don't scare him...
and the truths don't daunt him....
coz, to burn is his destiny....
for he is the phoenix!!

Another brick in the wall??

I was just listening to a particular song the other and that got me thinking. Like, we have all gone through our basic education, specialized in some form of work or the other… but at the end of the day are we really separate from each other?? Isn’t it as if we all are doing the same thing over and over again…. Everyone doing the same stuff…. Just different names attached to it? Then is there any reason for you to feel special?? Are you not just “another brick in the wall”??

Yeah, you may say that I’ve been listening to too much of Pink Floyd, but then isn’t it really true?? I’ll take for example my profession. Am a software programmer…… Now when I look around aren’t all the people doing the same thing…… we just have different names for it… but the task remains the same….. And then when we step out into the social scene, we are supposed do behave in a particular manner…. What we call social etiquettes……. And if one doesn’t confirm to these so called “etiquettes of the civilized world” we choose to treat that person with disdain. I mean, every sphere of your life, you are supposed to follow a certain set of rules always…….. There is really nothing that you can claim sets you apart from the crowd… the few who can do that actually become “famous”. And then you observe people from that stratum of the society and again you’ll observe a set pattern in their behavior… in the things that they do… even if their professions are worlds apart!!

Why is it such that you always have to follow these set of rules at all times?? Why can’t we just break away from the world and lead a life for a few moment that we can say we have according our own wish, desire, rules and principles??

Is it something so Utopian?? I dunno… I try!! What about you??

May be at the end of the day we all are truly just “Another brick in the wall”!!

Just a passing thought!!

Many times it has happened that one is lying on the grass in the shade of a big tree, in a hot summer afternoon, gazing back into the by-lanes of the times gone by and start thinking of what he/she has followed… the choices that have been made…… What makes me think about this today is how many times they have been the true reflection of the individual’s own will….. Thoughts…. Desires….. How many times has there been a compromise of dreams??

Look back at your own life. Can you really say that all the decisions taken by you were actually influenced by your own dreams and desires, or there have been times, when the decisions have been taken under the influence of friends, family and well-wishers? You are convinced beyond conviction that the decision to be taken by under their influence is actually the best decision..,,. or better still you start believing that it’s your decision all the way, your dream and desire. Gosh!! Such a lot of brainwash!!

Sometimes I wonder is it really possible to break away from this syndrome? I mean, all that is being done here is that the other person is forcing you to accept his ideas on certain topics. Now, who is at fault you or the other fella?? My bet is you!! After all it’s you who can control the impounding of your brain by external forces. It’s who can keep a check as to whether your thoughts are being controlled or not!!

Arghh!! This is such a disgusting thing I feel like throwing up and really turning upon those who try to impose their ideas on others….. Now, am I guilty of the same?? May be even I’m guilty…… So where did I learn to do so?? Point to ponder over isn’t it??