Mumbai

When the feelings of sympathy, apathy, disgust, horror run thru every Indian and foreigner alike in this hour of terror. When OUR Mumbai is under attack!! it's included in our prayers, our wishes and our tears. Hoping this ordeal ends soon. Hoping we catch hold of these terrorist, bring them to their knees, bring peace to the families of the brave ones who are there fighting them off. Bring Justice to the ones who became martyrs for this act of terror.

 

36 Hours* as of now, I am still listening to the reporters, who are doing what they are supposed to do, seeing Policemen,  NSG, Army personnel doing whatever they can to end this, Common man – The Great Indian Common man – as always going out of his way to help – Consoling grieving relatives outside the Police cordoned area, Serving tea, serving eatables, some of them went in to help the needy, the injured, the hotel staff (20 till now) laid their lives protecting the GUESTS, NO these ppl were in no way related to any one there, still they were /ARE doing this.

 

When I hear all this I can't help wondering, "BTW boss!! Where the hell are the so called "Protectors of Marathi Manoos" when they are needed the most???" when their ppl are being slaughtered in CST, in Nariman, in Taj and Oberoi. Where are they??? Where are their swords, which they told they had drawn out only, and only to protect their ppl from being subject to INJUSTICE. Well Mr. is is ur time, come out in hoards, u need not fight, just come out in numbers, to show strength, to help the one in need, to assist the weak, to send jitters down the terrorists' spine (if they have one i.e.,). But alas! It requires character and guts to do the above. All I ask is, if a common man can do this stuff why not u?? Anyways forget, U can't boss, ur better off beatin an INDIAN than a TERRORIST. Cos the latter has the potential to Retaliate, Strike and Execute, the extent to which the patient and helpless former wouldn't go to.

 

One request, Next time u decide the beat the pulp out of a helpless NORTH INDIAN ( a hoard of men beatin the shit out of couple of men, is no Brave thing Mr.) just think of the place u were holed up in when these terrorists invaded YOUR city, and were HURTING YOUR people.

 

Huh, fuggin hypocrite!!

A Chance Encounter

I forced myself to office on a Monday morning, only to find it largely deserted and incidently after checkin my mail, searching for some work assigned to me in it, it jus happened to be one of those days which had nothing to offer me in terms of work… Not even UNIT TESTING and/or ANALYSING (not that i enjoy it,, still..)

Frustrated and wondering aloud as to why, why of all places I’m here, this day, this moment serving no purpose at all… they say whatever u do here, each n every action of ur's, all contribute to a larger constituency, a bigger picture is always der to which each and every action of ur's matter. i din see any of that happening this day this moment no matter wha i did…

With no job in hand like any other bored ENGINEER I faithfully logged on to some comic sites, orkut and Blog site.. I used up all my time browsing thru the recent update notices of people who did a range of changes from uploading their new pics in orkut to changing their last names to “Wazzup….!!!” Or “Coooollll” etc..

While I was doin all this outta sheer boredom in my close to empty office on a MONDAY MORNING, fate was looming dangerously close and large over my head… LITERALLY!!! Suddenly a strange feeling struck me, the kind when u know someone’s staring at u from somewhere, It was kinda spooky… I dismissed that feeling blaming it partly on the infamous Monday Blues and partly on myself for bein Paranoid. I continued browsing thru more Orkut albums, but this uncomfortable sense of being observed / being stared started growing inside me.. With suspiction growin out of bounds I finally gave in to it &, with gr8 effort, turned my head to once and for all make sure that I’m not being spied on by a ghost in my empty office, but fate revealed it’s plans for me, the reason why I was der that MONDAY, at that moment, doing what I was doin. Standing behind with a slightly crooked angle with a elegant hunch, staring at my monitor looking at my fnd’s album pic, stood a lean frame which belonged to a guy from our Management, he was not jus any random guy, he was THE MAN, the man with powers, the kind who called THE shots, who run the company. Of all people!!! Huff.. FATE,,, God Dammit!!

Though Orkut was not yet officially blocked in our company, it’s definitely not what we are supposed to be doing at work hours, but work I din have and orkut was what I did, and caught i was, situation Uncomfortable, the kind ur not prepared for… He din flinch a bit, when i turned back and was lookin at him, he continued scanning my monitor, perhaps he din notice, or rather din care. In a moment he shifted his gaze from my monitor right to my eyeballs, with a swift precision that comes only and only with experience. The stare was hypnotic, from which if i din break out soon, wud suck me in, not sure what an ideal reaction wud be between a fake shame or a bold greeting, in split second decision (a rather lame one, I’d say) I greeted him with a bold and confident Chin up “HI”, the kinda Chin up action with which u'd mouth “WASSSUP” to ur peers. He held his gaze, hold, hold, 1., 2., 3., 3.5 seconds. Den he broke his stare with which he held me captive, he turned (which reminded me of "Daineeeyyy Muddd"), moved back to his cabin, without a word, without a response or reaction. I wondered what would follow for the rest of the day. Nothing happened, atleast nothing happened that day. Well the next day i just happened observe ORKUT was blocked, so was Blogspot….

Hmmmm ,, wonder why…

Dada : The Prince - The Leader- The Warrior

Dada has been more of an enigma rather than just a plain old legend. There have been players who scored more runs than he did, more followed than he was, but none who was more criticized than he was, more neglected than he was or more determined than he was.

There are only 3 things i'l remember him for

1. The way he started his career
2. The way he rebuilt and strengthened INDIAN TEAM from rubbles as a Captain.
3. The way he fought back into the team, from which he was excluded for wrong reasons.

Just when the world was busy talking how sad his exit is going to be etched in our minds, which wud have remembered him as a Southpaw who started with a century @ lord's and ended with a first ball Duck; our man was given charge of the situation, to captain the team for the last time; exactly 8 yrs after the day he made his debut as the captain of India. A fitting send-off i'd say. If u think real hard u'd realize that he's not considered as a LEGEND for the runs he scored or for his fitness finesse he showed on field, But for the leadership skill in him that failed the master of the bat among other players with whom he is often compared with the amount of runs they have accumulated over years of their illustrious career.

Quoting my fnd who rightly said "when it comes to Ganguly people have only 2 opinions; either they are a Staunch die - hard fan of his, or they simply can't stand him" well I’d surely count me to be the first kind and cannot bear to think any other way abt him.

Dada u’ll truly be missed.

Regards,
Your “Die Hard” Fan

iN Ma heAd

Warning: This is to warn u that there’s a high possibility that you might find this post purely boring and lame, as it has no particular unifying theme, humor or important message in it, well it depends on whose readin, still don’t tell I din warn you. It’s jus a collection of voices inside my head. So goin forward if u feel readin this was an absurd and a complete waste of time, then u and only u’ll be responsible for it .

Hmmmm….
Aaaa…. Hmmmm
Wha’s worse ??
Bad thoughts running in my mind? Or no thoughts et all?? Cos last time I heard “empty mind is devil’s workshop”. So if there are no thoughts runnin in my mind den, eventually it’l lead to bad thoughts, so is it better for me to initiate these so called bad thoughts or should i jus clear my head and wait for the devil to do it????

Wen you think ur better than somebody at something - is it really true? or is it just that the other person is way below average??? Wha’s the whole fuss of “Men who can make women laugh”?? Hmmmph…

How long can one convince himself that “Money is not everything”. If not money den what is??? Relations? friends? Job satisfaction? Learning ? Etcetera., etcetera ? what’s more important??? May be u’l reason with one of the above or more so something of ur own that’ll overshadow the importance of money, but at one point or the other u surely will wish that, that one thing along with lots of money would be jus perfect…

For those who understood the para above- Good Work!!
For those to whom it din make any sense?? Well I din intend to :)

Is being an author comparatively a much easier task than bein a movie director? Coz the author has to just write out along with the story i.e., the details like the way characters look, the way they express themselves, the kind of place they are in and stuff, majority of it depends on the way they are improvised as per the extent of the reader’s imagination, but a director has to take care that his movie surpasses or is at least on par with the viewer’s imagination. The best directors in business are called so because they explore an angle, a point of view that never occurred to most of us. Shantaram is bein made in to a movie I heard… hmmm, I’m happy,, or disappointed??? Well I think books like these are better bein jus books, the usp of the book lies in the details which I’m pretty sure 3hrs are not enough to showcase. Tele-serial sounds like a better option provided ekta kapoor keeps her hands off it, well for obvious reasons.

Is our run to achieve things, the ability to push ourseleves to the limit, towards success, higher, better ever gonna be fulfilled or is it just a race without finish line?? Questions questions… hmmmm How does “an eye for an eye” become an infinite loop to make the “whole world blind”? logically speaking it’s jus 1:1 ratio, it ends der right?

Coming back to shantaram, guys please do read it, nope this book won’t improve ur vocabulary, instead it’s got more chances of doin the opposite and also rip apart the ENGLISH GRAMMER taught to u in school, but there’s so much to learn from this work of fiction (as the writer claims it to be), u’l surely fall in love with “Prabu” , u’ll be impressed with Karla’s words of wisdom, and of course Shantaram aka Lin Baba’s experience is just amazin to say the least.

What makes a person avoid conflict? The pain involved in the fight or the range of prolonged after effects??

Second Last Question: Which is better
- Democratic country like INDIA and USA whose greedy leaders grab anything from land, mines, petrol bunks to IT parks in their SERVING time and burden the tax payers to pay up from their own pockets for their loose decisions’.
OR
- A so said anti-democratic Russia where leader like Putin advertised “If u wanna do business, Do business and stay away from politics, If u want power, enter politics and be happy with what the government pays you”. Anyone who dared to break this rule of his, was made to leave the country or end up in jail. And look at the progress his Russia has made.

Final Question: Do we get a high from “Truth Serum”?? Anyone answer that????