Broken Friendships–Smooth Exit or Nasty Ride-Overs?

Till recently I felt I was the only one with a hand of God written not just on my shirt but as well on my Fate – I was wrong; There are things I feel that I should have had learnt earlier and in better company than with those who made me learn it with lessons coming across. Let me explain:

For Years, My choice of making friends has always been staggeringly horrible – the only good ones made being from school and to some extent from college – the exception coming in from school in case of those relations which fructified over time. Normally the Graph of making and breaking Friendly Lines begins with the major pareto in the beginning and the lines ending with those ones who stay till the end – My Friend once said:

“Don’t make random friends whom you can call your support at every time when you may be lonely – Make those who wouldn’t be there for your “Lose Times” but will stand by you when you may want to leave the world for heavenly abode. And love those friends more than anyone in this life; cause you may not be a human in the afterlife(if you believe in one) – very distinct and logically positive in today’s times – you will not have more than a finger count of friends by the time you are breathing your last, so make those finger count people worthy of being in your life by being with the right ones.”

People will come by – be good to you – make you feel important in the beginning – and then hurt you and show you the level to which they can make you fall and/or fall themselves – show that Anger and their self-sustenance is more important to them than the relation itself – they will try to prove how much unimportant in this world you can be and how much of a maniac you are to them – in their eyes and much much more. The “point of distinction”  here would be to recognize those who act as your facilitators and those who are the inhibitors – remove the latter and try to maintain the former.

Facilitators would not want to fight over things that can be sorted by proof of deduction or reasoning or a consensus, while the inhibitors would go on telling the world about what kind of a loser they deem you to be or find you as! This is not your concern to worry about though. Life has more things to worry and enjoy than these – is what I learnt from my outside City life – Bangalore -

Sooner or later, Every one comes across these kinds of people who make the person realize whom to choose and whom to let go smoothly so that life is a better place to live – not all can be got rid of – but majority should be dealt with. There will be opposite sex trying to pull you down with their irritation as well as irrational attitude and unprecedented importance and demand of ideologies in their favor from time to time. Suggestion to draw limitations may not always  be an answer and not suggested either. but the point where the line runs dry and the mind cannot take it anymore – is the point where the line should be drawn – it might end you a little lonely or else even more powerful – since people who matter, don’t mind and people who mind, don’t matter

---Mixed Updates---

Dated: July 30, 2011.

Life has been good and generous to me. In all aspects! There have been things that are meant to happen predictably and things which are surprising enough to make sense out of. Puzzles of life being solved more inherently give a mental peace of mind for knowing how the universe ultimately unravels itself in front of our own eyes.

Some updates from my sides till date include a new job, nostalgia as I came back from Bengaluru to get accustomed back to the mundane and irritant life of Maharashtra Politics, truth behind the real south and the customs and traditions so honestly prevailing that mere politics of this state make me go aghast, new trends and new hobbies developed over the weeks, new ambitions and new outlook towards life, career and future. Everything has been a long process eventually answered from within myself up to the point which at one time was confusion and dilemma to me. It also involves those recent timely activities and learning that I have been lucky to be a part of!

Starting with, I finally am away from moving on with my dreams and careers prospects by a month and a few days to dwell into bigger and wider opportunities which I previously never thought could be made available to me as a resource employee from a completely different Tech background. Although I hold various tech offers till date and new offer calls pour in, it’s a feeling of appreciation and demand that makes me more liable to circumstantial happiness since I know now that my field has equal demands as I respect it for from my side. As and when time unravels itself, will the real zeal finally show its structure.

The politics at workplaces in the specifics of Northern Region of India are well famous to be talked about. I never found such kind of politics in South Offices of my current organization and hope to never find it again ever either. There are things which we talk about and things that we do behind. Each of us has a right to do so. But that does not imbibe back bitching or being opportunist in stealing someone else’s butter by means of superior ass-licking. I saw this not just once but many times to remember it cleanly and write it down here today. The more I see it on a day-to-day basis, the stronger my thoughts about this specific topic are made. The fluency of the thought is confirmed by the rigidity of the fact that no one wants the other to ever succeed in today’s competitive industry leading to opportunistic career fall-outs and rivalry and professional-cum-personal anguish between any two organizations or individuals. The times that I spent in Bangalore amongst the back biters as well as the workers has been memorable and will always be because It did not present me any mental unease and human interference in terms of work ethics. This is absent in Mumbai’s working policies with amazingly unrealistic deadlines and unreal time –based deliveries lacking quality of work.

Coming to the good part of it is the fact that I am back with my family friends and the circle of trust within which I always have been at the best comfort level and would always be! Having said this, though, there are certain factors which make me, as any normal human would, compare the intricacies of whether I coming back was a boon or a curse to my present situation in which I am endowed with? There are things which affected me badly and things that turned out for the better but the lessons learnt by losses are more which again define the efficiency of my mind being lesser correct at times when it should be. That is something I have been working on for a long time and yet progress in actual life deludes me.

My hobbies in twitter and Facebook as a part of the social networking life has improved by the fact that I am a regular twitterati following many celebs and artistes to dwell and learn from their life, the art of living. Although not extensively understood and implemented by me, there are thoughts which I could not put in words previously which have been simplified by those fellows, maybe learnt from someone else as well, and then tweeted which leads to certain gathering that I would otherwise miss out on. Not that it would matter but any new knowledge is better than sitting idle trying to count stars and infer astronomical deficiencies.

The newest belonging being the fact that nostalgia hits me when I read about Amitabh Bachchan tweeting about his Show coming back on TV –KBC. The show which I grew up watching and know how it was a show that brought the millions of junta back on the track of getting a mind to work on and solve and read books to gain knowledge about the nation and world and get better on their IQ. A single legend could do this all. And it’s a great step towards a new passion – learning!!

With all the new jinx and magnificence in life, there are doubtless many questions yet left unanswered and many questions best left to themselves for time to answer them. Fact is, the further we think, the more we lose time of what we are. And more is the loss of the life we live. So living and loving is the moral on which I wish to end this blog on. Cheers.

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Better Life!

People – Many of them, make you feel good, bad, pleasant, awry, happy, sad, circumstantial, ignored, avoided, neglected... words aren’t enough to describe what kind of people we meet across every day. It’s Life and that’s the way it has to be.

Friends – the basic subsets of people who make a mark in our lives and stay embellished through out our tenure on the planet; the best ones remain till the end while the worst one are let go off early.

Now why I am talking this?

Mainly because over the last few days, I have had terrible and excellent experiences in my life leading to a bitter difference I am afraid to have had made between people. No two people are same and no two can ever be – the thoughts, reciprocals, responses and feelings – they differ on all the terms. But that’s what makes them what they are.

“Always be a first rate version of yourself, instead of a second-rate version of somebody else”

Well, to begin with, Life has been smoothening down over the last couple of weeks, owing to the fact that not everyone wants to remember the horrid past but remember that there are better times to come. And I for one appreciate and believe in the same. *Selfish yet logical motto*

Things finally falling in place, Losses begin to get reimburse and lot many things changing for the betterment of life. Its good to know when things fall for the better in places where you would least expect them to be. Well spent weekends and happier times with family will always make up for the time missed on occasions with Mom-Dad for discussions and family affairs.

I don’t wish to write more in this blog post since this has been an adhoc entry without much reminiscence to think or write about. But there will be better times.

Cheers for now and have a safe and healthy life.

Intervention!

Intervention arbitrarily means – Taking out time with people who share a common bond to nook out a small critique in one’s life which may be causing a huge impact in the bonded relationship. This basically means that the majority share of people in your life will be affected by the single-most/multiple decisions you have made or will be making in the due course of time. The word(s) in question – “Majority Share”

What should be an intervention like? What all should be made relevant? And is it really something of high impact analysis that needs to be amended? These are all stupid questions. The main concern of an intervention is simply to let the person stop his boring self-permissible behavior and bring him to the pedestal of justification of his actions. Not always can someone be right and most of times, people tend him/her wrong! Intervention simply soothes the blame-game effort into more realistic- sit-n-talk-make-understand kind of conversation

Needless to mention, I had one of it, when I surpassed my amount of booze and went into a consistent orgy (lonely) and was intervened by the best of the lot to quit. Nonetheless, there are self perceived as well as ternary perceived interests in the same scenario.

Well, its not really a proud moment to be intervened for some really embarrassing facts, but at the same time, it gives a kind of way to walk where. There will be tougher things to work out for and simple ways like smoke, dope and booze won’t help out, thus helping maintain the mainstream motivation of being compassionate and real in life without any stimulating help and at the same time have a life of dignity and virtue and know what’s right and perceivable wrongness in terms of one’s view!
Cheers!

Lonely Weekend

5 Days of gruel work, with the inclusion of travelling, to and fro from Airoli To Andheri is as painful as trying to win a 100 meter running race for a smoker. I have been doing it for almost 1.5 years now. And when the week ends, those Saturdays and Sundays which arrive are a boon to life. But are they always?

Most weekends are spent over the scale with friends as compared to any one wanting to stay at home and be with family. There are parties owing to slogan: “work hard, party harder”. But when those parties turn out too hard than expected, the hangover takes the fun out of the remaining weekend and all that is left is 'head-ache'. Drinking in Limit leaves out a good rep and turns down the limit of being carried away from the live to the unreal, but drinking out-limited, leave a bad remark and scar on the aftermath that I caused sometimes. I have had a chance to learn it the hard way and do regret those made drunk comments. And the worst part of it all is the bad combinations that are sometimes drunk – leading to memory losses and much more anxiety as to what could have possibly happened the previous night.

If nothing else, the scars of over-drinking are much more difficult to heal and easier to set of a distrust spark between two humans, be it friends or of any relations. Even true friends at such times, can meekly take the shift from reality to influence and turn their back against. The moral doesn’t lie in the fact of making new friends, or trying to justify the act of drunk talking, but to realize that shit happened and try to clear the mess; because that is what will eventually lead to a cleaner perspective, understanding and mutual acceptance of the facts and reality check towards oneself. Needless to say, Drinking has always been and will always be injurious to health, not just the drinkers but the listener’s as well, who has to take the hit after the drunkard is sozzled. Precariousness is the keyword to followed here in such a case.

Cheers.

Mumbai Blasts- Yet once again–7/11 -

Writing on the Facebook walls about feeling sorry for those who died/injured and victimized by the act of religious and vehement vengeance does not justify the fact that they are going to be at peace or the "Government" reads this! Instead, I prefer writing a petition and sending it umpteen number of times to the so-called "Prime Minister" working under the "Italian Lady" to understand the needs of a common man!
Hours after the Blasts, people have been running helter-skelter using the technology at its best to server to human needs at the eleventh hour; people removing their vehicles using it as a transport for anyone isolated near the bomb-stricken areas to serve as a transporter (for free, in the money-based world); People tweeting about their constant locations for help awareness using taggers to help locate the people in dire needs and pressing on remote points to help get to safety quickly. Blood Banks being quickly called for and statistics attained as to which quantity is lesser in number so those with the blood group can be quickly listed and called for donation.

Underneath all these, the undying spirit of Mumbai not only shows the enthusiasm of working out any kind of travesty the city may face, but also take care that all unite in times to come ! My Question here, which is also the reason for this post: Do we still need "Congress" or any leadership if it fails to mutilate the threats after repeated attempts on the same city and deems successful enough to kill a handful of mumbaikars every time?

After repeated attempts by the bravery shown by the Mumbai police in almost every possible activity regards to local killings, extortion, encounters, gang-wars, it fails to allot itself rightly in place for the main necessary threat - external. The Cops yet again prove that they can be scary when it comes to "night walks" and "night driving", "drunk driving" and "caught without a seat belt" - but one thought about terrorism and even the Prime Minister acts rapidly in sending the NSG and NIIs from over the state within the trauma affecting the city. Is this what it takes to be the second best police network in the world? I hardly see any of them even monitoring the road when in terms of alert (case in point: a Gujarati car held down for lack of license and being bribed over for); Under these circumstances where money becomes the chief source of dependency and a deprecating factor for most of the network of security dying out in the city and also, which remains afloat on the top of the system, beginning from the Corrupt Cabinet itself, how is this ever going to get solved. And yet there will be more money spent on the oncoming Vidhan Sabha Function for completing "God Knows" how many years of useless existence. The money if not the treatment in the hospitals will be far more fruitful if spent across the city casualties for those who were a single most- earning members of the family. But surely this will not be done since no one would want to see this money reaching any poor when there are already corrupt vultures seating on the round table of shit!

Its time and very much due that we do what the USA did:
"When Osama bombed USA, The USA entered his Safe-house and killed him; When Kasab did the same, we made his life heaven by giving him a safe house"

And thus concludes the basic foundation of security on dilapidated ruins. If not now, then when? How much more are we supposed to take till some "Raul Vinci" takes hopeful power to bring "apparent" change and yet leads to another level of corruption in the name of Youth Congress? We do not want such a leader ship and specifically the leaders from the Italian Inheritance.
And as my friend also stated: "Apparently, Kasab was born on 13th July AND 13th September. No wonder he is not dead yet."
But the entire nation will be, if this continues; we need to wake up and take stronger steps than what has been mentioned in the beginning of this blog. Let’s take an approach uninhibited and completely different than what a normal idiotic government would suspect and predict and sham in the end!!
An Excerpt from my other Friend Saikat’s Wall:

How many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
... The answer my friend, is blowing in the wind ....

Peace and Sympathy to all those who have been through this heinous state of horror and fright; it remains not just a shame for the city but for the nation as a whole.

Rhythm of Life - It goes on!!

Its been a helluva time since my last post! Things have been happening at a rate where in my precedence over the networking and keeping myself active has been almost a kind of liability. Looking at the fact that even with my priced possession of a Black Berry, I have been unable to do anything but try to check in new Facebook statuses and tweet more often seeing the fact that there is now a bigger site with actual real stars who tweet comment and share their thoughts and acts of life as wisdom-nuggets.

Its been a heavy time knowing the fact that my resignation has been a annoying venture as a part of the practice to move on and explore further opportunities. What cranked the situation is the fact that they care the least to retain and that too, with enough power in their own pockets to do so! The more we try to ask for something deserving, the more conservative they get. With such a cost-center organizations in place, the least India can expect is ever to be in the G8 for next three decades, 'cause we are hell-bent on saving money and not trying to make a fortune from the talent that is garnered here and help fructify the other developed nations, mainly 'cause of the infrastructure and better economic compensation.

Finding some really good knowledgeable opportunities to learn from and Work is not a part of that. Learnt it the hard way that drinking is not meant for me. Losing 6k and dancing in the ATM singing tunes of my various Pin cards is not something I would ever advice to my children or any kids but the embarrassment did not come upon me till the next day when I realized that I was hit my the same people who called me their friends and couldn't understand the fact that I had hit them in the drunkenness utterly unknown to my fancy and reasons as to why I did so! It also showed the fact that showing my body consistent insults by means of disrespecting its make and filling it with whims alcohol will only procrastinate the backfire- not withhold it forever.

Coming back to the true state of current affairs, nothing has been of a better prejudice than the current rains which have been showering all the downpour and returning the waters being scarce from the sections of the city; there is finally something that nature doesn't seem to want us to suffer against and this works quite well as contrary to the belief that the reshuffle in the cabinet could've led to more water shortage reasons which now, seem non-prevalent. Just fine...

Many more incidences still remain to be written and yet, my previous save turned a disaster when one paragraph was not saved and I ended up writing this instead. Perhaps time will reminiscence those memories for me to write back in another blog to share with you guys in the times to come!
And I will want to add this quote as something I have learnt all along these couple of months:
Life becomes easier... When you know, which hands to shake and which hands to hold
Keep smiling till then! Have faith!
Signing out for now

Friend–ship or Wreck-ship!

I once heard: A Man is known by the Friends he keeps! Till date it was an illusion of life that made me rethink that maybe this proverb held true in the upper echelons of society, but today as I reach the pinnacle of my Age where in I have a duty and responsibility to understand and eminently perform the vast amount roles I am assigned as an individual, I realize but one thing: If you ever have to keep friends, keep those who may not die for you, but who surely would kill!!!

There are basically three phases of my life where in I can translate three important points to suit those occasion and in general the lessons learnt from them. Let me begin and open up my diary online today. Solely the truth (People might seriously get hurt here)

Lesson # 1: There is not a single person in the world who has had to fight his own fight when a kid, and if at all there was any, he still had someone behind to back up his balls in case of Emergency. So Lesson # 1 holds.

Since the beginning of my time in this world, I have had been brought up as a kid learning to avoid fights, remain unharmed and get his parents to help for every other thing a normal kid would lose his temper for. With time that became my trademark to be a punch bag and mama’s boy for a reason completely oblivious to my Child-mind during that time and the teens, who were my so called friends during those years, who knew what was happening and perhaps had themselves been through it, but too afraid to tell anyone and bring out their past to haunt them again. They found all the ways to intimidate me and try to make me feel as a biggest loser on the planet with only my parents backing me up on trivia and serious issues. (this being the time of my major accidents and loss of a spec-free eye-sight as well).

Lesson # 2: The best role played by any human being is the self-played role of himself. The minute he tries to walk in someone else’s shoes is the time he has lost his dignity.

By the time I was schooling, I had known enough things to understand how friendship works and what kind of people process what kind of thoughts and who actually get influenced by it. Having an Older Brother always helped me gain an advantage over most of the things, but not always all the things, since anything I did was considered to be of the naïve attitude in comparison to the same shit being termed as manly by others (Support for Supremacy always counts). I happen to make a lot of friends undoubtedly because I was only good to them and a little short tempered on my own end, which was a topic of discussion and many other things incompatible with the strong ones of the tribe to talk about, and those were undoubtedly my friends then as well. Turmoil of self-confidence was still a budding factor and was absent when there were rough times and I was asked to be a Rambo for all. When there were times to have fun outside School or any plans being made, I was a ‘thing’ thought of as an option to be either called or avoided. The major question was : Who would do the dirty work? And for what? (remember not all had the same opinion but not all could speak either). So it was always one of my best buddies whom I considered to be the one to tell me a convincing story to not be there and understand him. Of course I did! With time it so turned out that I was neither in nor out of the tribe, and at times had to question my authenticity as their friend or their authenticity as my friend. There were no regrets from either sides, since no body knew and nobody cared. But there was inconsistency and insecurity everywhere (uninvited birthdays, outings and other crappy meaningless-to-write stuff was completely taken seriously and made an issue out of). Trying to be one of them did not help me and I found my own way in the world. The College and Bachelors post the school gave immense satisfaction of the fact that I did something without anyone’s advice or consent.

Lesson # 3: There is nothing like true friends; it’s a myth and will always be! Stand up for yourself and throw the ones that hurt you; the earlier the better!!

This was one lesson I learnt only after I was completely stuck into it. Never got a chance to amend it or even bother to be open and talk in the face of the bitches who spoiled it for me. My College for Bachelors in IT was a pleasant one till it started affecting my relationship and academics, thanks to the quality friends made in the process and the same people who backstabbed when times of accountability as friends came by. And all this was because I was being simple and straight to one of the fellow who turned out to be my bum-chum! things were not worse till the time Exams used to come and there was group study where it was seen that I was amongst the isolated ones, things of utter trivia or importance were kept for the toppers and nerds or the ones who were the woman-clickers. The fights that arose between me and my then better-half did no subside due to this but only ignited bitter memories ending in a lot of things including my relationship, which also came along with reasoning of me not being self-sustained and mis-understood and many other acronyms. I was pulled out of the important pieces and kept as a shadow for many others. Making someone feel good when they are already low on some other reasons never help, and the best part is , people do who try it do not know the pain either. Some were fed, while others made up their minds to disbelieve that there can be some one who would not want to fit in when he can stand out of the rest and that was nothing but humiliation for them. There were rolling eyes when I scored my eventual 2nd class in the final semester. The world never gets happier for anyone’s success they say, even if the synergy of successes for the former is higher than this miniscule piece of success I may have derived once in my life. I still tried to mend things with the people I cared about the most and tried to get out of reach of those whom I felt would only be a reason for the doom of many others. It so happens that when there are multiple linkages attached to the same thread, and maybe you want to cut off a thread intertwined with the bad one, sometimes the clothes can loosen up and that’s a bad art to make clothe, instead let that thread remain and do with it somehow. Till date, honestly that’s what I have been doing since there are times when I find peace when the thread loosens up and is about to break, but other times the same thread comes along with another thicker thread, oblivious of the former’s devilry. The question I asked myself was: Am I now capable of handling this after 7 years of disgrace that the same people caused to my life when in college. The Answer was pretty instant.

Life comes in all forms. And its never a Destination; it’s the path that needs to be walked upon. And the Learnings it gives. I got mine in the long run. There may be disappointments, but no regrets, since I now know, who stand for me and who do not even care whether I am standing in this world or not! The irony of the situation is – whether or not I try, I have to face them everyday of my life, store their contacts in my list and be good to them even if I don’t intend to and instead live as if I am mentally at peace after meeting them. But yes, the sense of security it personally gives to me knowing that I now know how to handle which piece of the thread of the clothe and when to stretch it to threaten break loose in case of a severe travesty and disdain on my dignity from their side. :)

Ambitious or Discontent–Does one compliment the other?

It’s been a Long time since I wrote it all down. I have been hearing things recently – things related to career settlement and things related to contentment, opportunity and professionalism and look-outs in various aspects. Whew, that’s a lot of words to grasp in a single sentence.

I recently met a friend of mine who never leaves a chance to show me about me being cranky (I can be sometimes – this one was completely uncalled for!); none the less she begins about me being discontent from life and not happy with the current job and role and responsibility and all that. I just mentioned one thing to her – I don’t need to be discontented when I know I am better than what I am doing now. It’s called ambition to look higher and not a discontent to know that you are doing the wrong role which was already surpassed in your career.

People treat this issue delicately – it’s close to the heart of many and hurts personally. I understand it now. But I do not regret the fact that I know what I am looking for. And if others find it as discontent, I simply pity them of not understanding my ambitions for higher endeavors in life (Everybody has his or her own – As for the female, she was more interested in working extra hours working on excel and keep herself in shape (*that’s what women call contentment* ;))

As for the topic of conversation – it makes sense to be cranky and over ambitious and discontented at times – all 3 can never happen at the same time, but it will give you a perspective and an intervention as to what you need to achieve in your life and are you seriously worth the thoughts and talent you feel yourself capable of, and possibly the answer triumphs in the bestest of the results for the individual. As for me, it always worked and changing myself for a person who finds contentment in things that are remotely trivial is something I stopped giving a damn to, long time back! Ciao

Give some Sunshine ..Give me some Rain.. Give me some Chilled Air.. the heat of Mumbai is a Pain!!!!

With the Inconvenient Truth being the integral part of the truth that has been happening now for decades and almost a century with the most important recognition given to it – Ignorance!!! Global Warming of late, has been causing more Tropical problems (let alone the Equatorial Boils)

Climates in Cities near the Ice Caps are comparatively chiller than those near the Lines of the Earth… Having said that, Afforestation is a necessary propaganda being mentioned and stressed now a days – even to the fact of national campaigns being held in accordance of the same to make realize the fact of the necessity of a better environment for the times to come. But “Everybody says but it doesn’t matter, since no-body listens!!!”

Climate in Mumbai – precisely the place where I stay at the moment aptly puts in the calamities faced by the less common man of suburbs… and if I am cribbing about the heat problems faced by the fraternity here who cannot enjoy or rather… #Respect to the fellows of Africa and Nam who have to go through unbearable heat…

A/c and commodities suffice at times but in the long run, Asthmatic fellows like me cannot risk the long term usage of the same. There comes a time when we need to realize the true potential of the payback that the nature can give when it gets it chance! A brief and small example is already present in front of us as we talk this – Tsunami in Japan and the corresponding Reactors-affected-waters in the Pacific by now.

Its time we took a stand and realized that Its our planet finally and we need to take quick steps to overcome the global situation. It might be surprising to find another earthlings in the Galaxy surrounding us and if they are seeing us today, they might be ashamed to see the race going in at this rate of death in so high a manner. Let buckle up and try to save the planet. Drop by Drop, Count by Count and all would see the new rays of sunshine sooner than the next Dusk!!! \

Where there is a Will, there will be always be a ‘BILL’

It is said there is a limit to tolerance – Precisely the boil today that define the threshold that has been handled by the Junta for over 4 Decades now. I am talking about the Lokpal Bill was that was finally accepted with the Draft provided by Jan-Nayak Mr. Anna Hazare –A Indian social activist who made a mark by standing against corruption on 5^th April by entering an Indefinite Fast till the Lokpal Bill, first introduced in 1971 had been finally accepted as a draft and a notification was sent in accordance with the same.

The guts of a man who could turn the whole government with a simple Gandhian Way of living and Satyagraha has been seen as a most defiant and a gutsy act of chivalry to bring India together and make the country a better place to survive in. The Anti-Corruption movement led by him from 5^th April till now has swept the nation alongside with him to take this matter in hands and make the Government realize that the tax-payers money can no more be wasted.

The fact that the Government has been so unwilling to accept all the demands in the simple manner and asking some amendments in the Bill coming in, even from the Leader Sonia Gandhi was a shame and a remark on the Judgments of the Government to suppress the common man further. Having said this, the most embarrassing thing about the current government that took limelight was the fact that the letter written by Anna Hazare Saheb was not even read by the Ministry council, and later requested another copy of the same.

The one Man Army who could not be ignored and simply not bent over shows us the rest of the crowd in India – a nation of 1.12 Billion Head Counts that nothing is impossible. The common man has always been the king and the Ministry has been servants, as we have always chosen them. They never had the right to table the bill for 4 decades or make any comfortable amendments to it. They are bound by the responsibilities of the nation and if they cannot perform those honestly, they should be stepping down; few already started doing so once the truth which is inevitable, was out!

A single Gandhi-waadi Manus could change the entire trail of a nation by simply fasting himself to death; Even the Government could not touch such a man; this is a new lesson for the New Generation. Having gone to the Candle March today, what remains to learn is the impact of the ongoing processes and to realize that we have the power to bring down a series of minister corrupted government to mud so as to serve an example to the rest. This is exactly what is supposed to be taken care of seriously. If a single man could do it, why are we sitting at home and tweeting and Sharing news of FB. Its not the time to showcase your concern on sites; instead it is the time to revolt and bring a revolution of killing corruption completely in the country and make a more better, developed and a powerful nation.

The following links can help understand what the whole idea and the whole trail of events is :

1. Anna Hazaare - The Man who cannot be ignored

2. Anna Hazare Wiki

3. All you need to know about the Lokpal Bill

4. Full Coverage: Anna Hazare Lokpal Bill

5. govt-tries-but-anna-fast-to-his-cause

Reminiscence of the Past…

With the Victory of the Blues over the Greens on Wednesday, All that remained to be seen was the Streets of Mumbai. People could not be happier, even in the face of the finals that India plays, against Srilanka on the coming Saturday.

Pakistan has always been a nation looked at with negation; whether it is in Sports or any side of the commercial phase of global acceptance. Solely, the extremism and fundamentalism of the Single most large Religion after Hinduism and Christian-ism, Islam was deliberately fouled by many in the face of the world even without the repercussions from the global Muslim Community.

Although, India yesterday won the great Battle as described by many as a slap on the face of the neighboring country, my internal instincts consciously ask me only one question: “Are they really so different that we need to hate them at all times?”; singularity states that and, by default, None can deny this as well: Pakistan came out of a chunk from India during Partition and People had to take a side. Some chose India (today its 1.12 Billion), while the rest chose a country with the majority of their choice of religion for more security. The Rules were not meant for the common people of India or Pakistan to go against each and begin an era of consistent hatred. Kashmir became an attractive reason for dominance and till today, each and every discussion still holds the paradise in limbo on all counts. For the information of the reader, The Paradise as Kashmir may have been called at one point in time, It is no more a paradise but a silver check point always kept away from normal population lest any bombings take place on that side of the area.

Coming back to my regular topic on why the country neighboring to us should be so uneasy when it comes to a nation simply separated by it by Mountains, the reasons are not just newly fed, but well over an 100 years old, skewed and manipulated further over the years to make a bad situation to worse. No one wants a over fermented Curd, but at the same time, throwing it in someone else’s face does not justify the curds’ sourness either.

Post Victory on Wednesday, I could hear people shouting cries of Anti-Pakistan slogans rather being pro-Hindustan are victorious hail. There were slogans of innocents being called as Kangaroos being hunted and Terrorists being killed, which does not, even remotely, justify the fact that we are even trying to grow out of the fear of those world threats or that we even are ready to accept that not all are a threat and that not every threat comes from Pakistan alone; We have a ready proof to abolish this argument but what about the neighboring countries, the water countries which are killing innocents with the Drug Trafficking and Prostitution which is nearly neglected all the time in the measures to secure the premises from terrorism to creep in!

It surely makes sense that people soon grow out of the hatred to show a difference which even the Indian Military has been showing since the first war with the neighbors: The principal difference of Humanity and humility, even if for a nation which has been framed and proved itself as a menace to the globe as a whole but only through its fundamental and extremist idiots and not the entire population as a whole.

Opportunist

I always thought that Life never gave a second chance in the same manner or at the same rate as the first time. Today I realize there are not just chances that Life provides; there is more to it and it is more than chances at times; it’s sheer opportunity.

This is what happens in all IT Offices as I see them today. Not everyone is good; not everyone is bad. It’s all just plain motives to go ahead in career and strike the right chords. People don’t even mind going childish to simply attain places just because of the opportunistic view inside their mind-set. People from your same kin do not mind pushing you back and hiding things from you (Doesn’t matter if they ever even knew you completely or not…) just because they would otherwise lose the opportunity assigned to their Fate to Yours. And they would not mind this, since it’s all in good faith for their own self. Things even tumble to the level wherein just to show the concern for the organization’s benefit; People go to the level of getting humorous about working in the daily 8 hour environment. That is as good and loyal as being a Dog. Loyalty to company as against the rules of N R Murthy who once said ‘Love your job and not your company’ or When Chetan Bhagat said ‘Be Sincere, not Serious’.

Opportunistic attitude has not been ever condemned or appraised by anyone. It all comes down to the level wherein it becomes as good as terror attack; If it happens, you got to accept it and move on else keep on fighting till the time you are at the same level as the other person in the situation, only to realize that neither of you were capable enough for the chair to sit on, and/otherwise, There is a third Monkey who gets the bread in the end.

“Remember, I am neither a bear nor a bull, I am an agnostic opportunist. I want to make money short- and long-term. I want to find good situations and exploit them.”

Great Weekend

One of those days when you feel that the day should not end. This happened to me in this weekends’ case. One of the best weekends of my times happened on 25^th, 26^th and 27^th March.

Friday came in with a great time with a Close Friend – Nayana at Sammy Sosa’s where it was fun boozing after a long time with a close friend after being outta touch for a pretty long time. It was a memorable time chilling out and catching up some good old memories of School and Et Cetera. There is always something or the other to catch with buddies when met after a long time. And this was no exception. Life at work seldom gives chance to open up and have some fun and ball of a time with people you really care, admire and tend to like to spend time with. It was a great time to catch up on old times with a close friend .

Saturday came in with great news and its personalized view with Deepak’s New house’s House Warming Party. Excitement was on the house when we saw it for the first time and more over knowing that one of our own family member took in terms of his own money and self –dependent property, gave in more to our happiness than mere pride. It was a gala of a time at his place knowing that this would be the time when we would be together in a place owned by the first member with his own repute and dependent will. Chicken, beer and Scotch made rounds as we had a brief talks and fun in his balcony where Rohan suggested an idea of Jacuzzi that still sounds Sane and possibly implementable. All in all, a great day, at a great place, by a great friend.

Sunday, was a milder day than the rest since it was assured that each one had a heavy Monday coming up with the plans for Wednesday big showdown – India v/s Pakistan, the decision for watching it at some sports bar or home was a lingering issue being talked upon a lot. Also, the news of Deepak going to Goa via Flight for the first time was News that was a great look forward to. Best wishes to him and a great play of Mendicot, that followed.

Finally after a beauty of a weekend, things are getting back to normal once the Monday begins, which I presume as I write this post, will already have had begun.

Striving up for a he and heavy week on the new project assigned and expecting a great next weekend and a beautiful life. This is Saurabh signing off the table for now. Good Night All and May the Force be with you.

Adios.

Pursuit or Per-suite of Happiness

Happiness comes in small but worthy quantities and at the moments when you least expect. There are times when predictions are valued fruitless; other times genuine, but it’s the events that define the true existence of Natural Order of everything.

It is a great feeling to know about my friend standing up to his family responsibly taking charge of the duties entrusted in his hands and making the fraternity proud. That is my friend I am talking about. And if truth be told, he is as much more as my Bro than a Friend. Deepak recently purchased a Flat in Thakur Complex and needless to say, it was a surprise to the entire family and Friends. The entire transactions being carried single handedly by a guy, who has always been a source of inspiration to all when it came to taking up responsibilities in our group. An awesome 1 BHK in Thakur Complex – one of the plush areas of Kandivli at a reasonable price is something you would always look out for and rarely get it. And surely this fellow had a hand of God and Blessings behind him to attain such a beauty location and at a beautiful rate and surroundings. It’s not always that you get to enjoy such moments wherein you are proud excited and happy at the same time. And I have had my times for these moments in the recent times.

May God bless you Bro and you reach far higher than you are as of now, and truth be told, you deserve it! Cheers.

Last Blog in Bangalore…

Being at two places in Life is a most enhanced experience, the latter being away from Native. Whoever says that living away from family makes you independent and more mature in terms of handling situations and different kind of people around you; they are very well saying the truth.

Being in Bangalore for almost 2 years makes me write this reminiscent blog of the memories I have had here and also of the feeling of belonging I have got from the people around here. Making Friends and knowing people with different perceptions about “who you are” and “what you are” is something that I have experienced inside out by the time I leave this city today.

What I surely know from my living here is that – All Friends are never true, and everything true cannot beget from a friend. People have talked, bitched, hated and ever fought with me giving me the perception that I initiated it and there has always been trickery somewhere or the other when it came down upon me as being the center of ‘anything’. Things have always been in turmoil, because everyone expected the person on the right/left to prioritize others’ lives as their own and at the same time show in in their actions as well. Some showed diligence in front and some showed behind the back. Stabbing isn’t uncommon and I guess, I saw a lot of that as well. Surely one does not like to crib about things those were bad or which hurt emotionally and mentally. Physical atrocities can be dealt with, but psychological hurt is different. Maybe, that is feminine of me to say that being a guy, I could not handle it. Which I did of course and always had a side wherein I knew that people cannot judge me by what I am always; sometimes they just need to accept a person as it is.

Having said this, I cannot deny the fact that amidst all these scenarios and stupid discussions alongside carom and beer, I made the best of the friends I could have had in Bengaluru and it gives me precedence in describing their acts of traits and deeds of belonging. The times spent on a 40 day streak before my departure with Kashyap; getting knocked out on occasions where it made no sense, drinking till the body not only felt numb but dead indeed, throwing up after a heavy dose or Whisky, Beer, Scotch, Rum and what not; Partying till the wee hours and appreciating instead of apologizing to people knocking on our doors asking for silence in the neighborhood, travelling places and trying to argue and debate, even aggressively for no reason. Showing the wannabe stud act near situations where it’s not required, getting fried over work and being ethical in terms of drinking at times, trying to avoid water whenever possible to simply drink beer, and many more.

Since a coin always has two sides, there have been ups and downs, happy and sad times in my life during my stay at Bengaluru which are now a part of my memories- memories that will never be forgotten including the people in them. It is sad to leave but it also is a happy moment since I have learnt to know people, friends and trust the right ones!

Bengaluru will be sorely missed, but my new opportunities are the next step I wish to climb and make my world better. It is after all the law of life described in a simple quote: “Whenever it is that you leave something good, it is for the search of something better.”

Good Bye Namma Bengaluru

“It’s better to have a Successful Exit, than a Favorable Entrance.. Coz What Matters is Not being Applauded, Wen U arrive... but being Remembered Wen U Leave.”

Oh no! Sachin played so well, yet we lost; He could have been better

For the Losers who think this way,

Today, I found an article on the Reasons for India's losses in WCs and Sachin contribution to the same in either a miraculous way or a curseable way. Yes, the way it has been written by many to criticize Sachin on almost rare losses which India has been through whenever Sachin has scored, seems absolutely astounding, No wonder the Lil Master has been consistently thriving on the Public Influence since he does not work his magic with his mouth, but with his actions for 21 years now.

The Link can be found at http://goo.gl/RAL6l for the viewer's reference, but the fact remains, that after reading all the statistics, if the loser-minded fellows need more proof about the contribution done by the God himself to the Game is credible, i think there is more information to all of them that can be sought from the systems for the last 21 years.

Looking at his winning streaks for the upcoming years and his ambition to remain for a final WC and get it home itself explains his commitment to the game and should not be insulted by his minimal bad-times-on-ground, which is the only thing that media has always been trying hard to concentrate on.

Sometimes Nature’s Miracle, Sometimes Nature’s Fury!!

Today, The world saw the nature’s fury at the worst of it. An Earthquake of unimaginable magnitude (Richter 9.0), hit the Sendai province of Japan. The whole world could see it Live within seconds of the massive destruction caused by the wrath of Nature on its Living Beings at the same time being visually available for all to see and mourn the death, but no one near the Choppers shooting it could perhaps think but once about the casualties that were taking place in front of their eyes as the Waves emerged out of the sea and started flooding the Northern part of the Nation completely.

Lasting for almost 14 hours since its inception, the news channels have been gaining amazing TRPs for the continued visuals and shit-talk about the work that was being said to be done by the authorities of the neighboring countries, regardless of anything to be seen happening on the same lines.

Japan Earthquake: Helicopter aerial view video of giant tsunami waves

Earthquakes have not been very uncommon to Japan or for that matter to the Asian Continent, with the history of the more Volcanic Prone regions being more prevalent and more volatile under the Pacific Ocean for long; What needs to be remembered though is the strategy deployed by the nations over the years trying to reduce the number of Deaths that have been caused. But the numbers are more or less the same. New techniques like Earthquake meter, quake resistant steel buildings deployed to stand the tremors have worked beautifully for some nations but not always.  What remains to be seen is how far does this go in undermining our conscience as to the factors that primarily cause this. Do we realize the global warming, toxic deposition and various other malice that are constantly the part of this brigade?

It is not just the after measures that everyone needs to work up on. There are things bigger than this, which even the video shows with the black and dirty water flowing in as well the waste it is carrying in the above video, that needs to be taken care of first, before there can be a condemnation from nations for this nature’s act of vengeance in anyone’s land. Although, Japan still stands as an epitome in terms of various acts of cleanliness, surely there is something missing out here from the other sides of the world which finally finds its way into a home of any individual devastating it uncertain of repairs or assurance of life for anyone. Today its Japan; tomorrow it could be any other part of the world.

2012 has always been a controversy. Its only up to us if we want to see it happen live in our eyes or start today so that we don’t stand watching as it deepens further only to blame ourselves in the end for the wastelands we created in our surroundings and disregarding it at all times. Think about it!!

Cricket World Cup 2011

The “Cricket World Cup” – one of the most endorsed, famous and known world cup watched not by only millions, but billions over the world. And the commercial sell-off of the game is just beyond the word of comments in this lateral. Religious fellows call this game to be a substitute for simply a ritual – where in, the GOD is expected to play! And when GOD is being mentioned, need I mention who I refer to ?

Sachin Tendulkar – The name says it all. The only thing that keeps him busy these days aside of playing cricket is trying to find out a new record to break - Tons after Tons, Double Ton, Max Runs, Max 50s, Max 100s and what not.n But this is not the sole reason why he keeps on playing. Bringing your nation and in this case, my nation – INDIA, a world cup is what awaits every INDIAN’s Eyes to be kept for the next four years. And under the presence of Sachin as also for each person in this life time. And Sachin plays for the same reason.

Besides Sachin, there are followers of other Cricketer who wish some miracles or something that will lead India to Victory. But its really inconsiderate to expect a miracle to win a world cup; Such a good Indian Team was by far never found during the previous few years when the WCs were being played.Over the years, it has been a really good battle to improve to remain on peak for the Indian Team and now that can be seen with their dedication – hats off to MSD for handling the team spirit so well and for captaining them so well as to bring justice to the money and time spent by each and every Indian on the Matches which at one point were meaningless and not worthy of being lost to…

The World Cup is a platform where the Team has now got a chance to prove their worth of so many hard years or management,strategy and potential to give everything they got and bring home the Golden

I prefer that each Player play its best and we sure are to get the WC this time home. And I sure want to see it happen during the reign of the God himself!

Going on Word Press

To all my readers out there, I am simultaneously shifting my blog contents to Word Press as from now. The current Contents will be as well available here as well as on the other Blog Address for either of the choice-savvy readers and bloggers. The address is mentioned below:

http://saurabhbhivandkar.wordpress.com/

Have fun and keep reading!!!

A Companion to the Forgotten

I recently came across this video from the Facebook Updates and it really kept me thinking for a while. A single human being who finds it no demeaning or displeasure in helping one and all who are alone, isolated in the world, kept away from their own family members. This Man is truly an Angel of God, or whatever you may call this spirit to be!

Narayanan Krishnan- A Companion to the Forgotten

Today, I came across one such human who felt that his acts could change the world. they sure changed mine and I would not mind sharing it at all, for it surely is worth a read:

I got a chance to meet one person today who was perceived by his own family as a nuisance and was trying to support himself by selling manuscripts. Walking in the Odd heat of Bengaluru during the early afternoon hours trying to give each household a 2 page copy of how to live with peace and happiness, this man had the stubbornness to spread the awareness of which all us only talk and write but never stand up to work on it in action. The Manuscript or a page of two sides having been written with his thoughts surely sent a clear message of forgiving and forgetting and thanking the Almighty (a Force of the universe in my case ).

He was soaked in Sweat and with a red forehead when he rang my bell. Irritated by the constant hawkers and consistent money launderers at the door, I was hesitant to open the door. But I am glad as I write this memoir today, that it was one of the best times of my life when I heard this man out.

To start with, Maslam Amir started talking in pure Kannad for almost a minute before I could observe that he was simply asking me to listen to him and nothing else. He had so much to say and I had nothing but to listen to him about the truth of existence.

This may sound a bit of gibberish to the readers here when they ever read this, since my follower list is currently not at all as much it is for all the insane writers who want to write about themselves all the time.

To start with, he began telling me about what he used to do and what he does today for a living. A Man with Two Sons and a Daughter, he had merely a support from his wife, with whom he lives a little away from my house. He did everything, from a Mill Worker to a construction  worker – he had been in it all and knew what a hardcore Physical working Life meant for him. When the 65 years old started telling of the toughs and thins he has been through, while at the same time, panting and heavily breathing, I could not help myself but ask him to stop and enter the house and have a little water to begin with. A little Fan and shade of the house would do good to anyone and he was no exception. When he had sat down and was comfortable, he started with his narrative and gave me the 2 page sheets which I read as he talked and talked.

A human with such a modesty is rare and he mentioned about his religion and other things which are merely a joke in today’s conversation for the normal people while they are an act of war at the borders of the nations. It was a feeling that catches a rare of the today’s generation which explains why we have so many people trying to make the world a better place and dying in vain trying to reach the masses. I was lucky to be a part of that man’s presence in my house and the things he mentioned.

While I did note that he was bald and was not even wearing anything to cover his thick skull, when I offered him a cap to continue his good work on and on, he refused but acknowledged the fact that I was not being ignorant. At the same time, his expectations to gain something out from me was least; this came out as a fact when he rose simply after drinking water and decided to leave once he was good and relaxed. I asked him to stay a little while, and asked as to how could I help him in his endeavor for such a fabulous thing that he was doing. His only concern was the continued efforts to print his manuscripts and the expansion of the pages to write more about the things he felt could possibly do good to humanity.

I don’t wish to mention my humility in donating money but I always wanted to be a part of the good side of the world and this was a moment. What could I do ? – was my thought. Without thinking second time, I rushed in and gave him a comfort hug and told him to stay a while longer and counted the emoluments I needed to give him to make myself content at the thought of a real help which would otherwise simply be overstated.

I cannot simply mention in a overstated words as to what could happen next – he saw the money and simply wept. And I of all could only stand there holding his hand asking him to not consider this as a simple donation but as being taken from his own son. With his face enlightened again as a man of dignity and honor, gave me more than a reason to be happy and contented of what I had done today. He mentioned of sending me manuscripts at my address at all times for the next 5 years and more for free of cost, seeing the amount that I had asked him to take from me. I could not bear the fact at that moment that I was leaving Bengaluru, but I made it a point to make him realize that he could always think of  me as a son and always keep in touch via cell or mail whenever he felt that he needed support.

Conclusively, when he left my house, there was a man who had entered tired of the day going to houses spreading happiness awareness and out came a man with happiness himself and the other man with satisfaction of mind and happiness as well.

For the reference of my readers, I am attaching the Sheet which he gave me and a lot more of awareness and a feeling of belonging that should be imminent for all in this world.

 

The Jews always say that there are 36 righteous men in the world at a given point in time, and I am sure this was one of Talmadvavnik, that I had the gift of meeting today.

Lonely ??? U only need a Laptop and a Coffee Shop ;) ;)

I have learned the hard truth of being lonely since the time I have been in Bengaluru; Its not that I don’t have friends, or maybe I even don't ; but there are times when even luck does not favor me. Its those times when I feel as if there are things which are not simply trivial but something that are to be dealt with! This is one of those times.

Loneliness – Unusual office hours, Late sleeping hours, weekend tiredness and finally laziness sometimes takes its toll to make me neglect things that are outside the four walls and make me just have the time to myself. That impromptu decision does not really last that long. And then, the most probable thing happens – Loneliness.

There have been times when I was completely out of the normal sync of normal people working at normal hours and that was something that has majorly led me in this situation for many a while, before I decided that there was nothing I could do about it. Sometimes, Loneliness is good! It gave me time to rethink the events in my case; I am afraid this is not the case with everyone. It gives me peace at times, irritation sometimes and isolation at most fried moments. And this isn't so very unusual, since everyone goes thru this. But then it struck to me.

Coffee Shop – The place where I can always spend time knowing that there are all strangers yet humans who will be surrounding me and I wont feel like a only humanoid in a Zombie land. What added to my fantasy was the fact that now I have a Laptop as well, so I can constantly be in touch with my work, fellow friends and at the same time know that there are people around me who as much as me are trying to find peace and at the same time make new friends or be there for other guys/ gals!

One of the worst things in Life is to know that you are at times being in a situation which can be mocked at. The Miracle is to know how to deal with it, and thereby gain yourself another point of victory in your book of spices.  

Enjoy the Coffee.!!!!!

Back to where I belong… Sultan Mirza’s Mumbai

After an arduous year in Bengaluru where not only my commitments but also my capabilities related to stress and knowledge were tested, my manager finally asks me to go back to Mumbai where in I am deployed in the same Clients’ another division to continue to showcase my learnings gained from my tenure in Bengaluru. Not only does this come to me as a surprise , knowing the fact that Patni is soon to get a new name, but also does it bring back a few things back to my knowledge; things which I pretended were of no ideal importance to be retained. The first thing being, there is always a silver lining to any black cloud. Second, not always do you have to beg or request for things that you deserve, demanding does work, thanks Nandan Nilekani. And Last but not the least, its never too late to enjoy the moments that you felt you could never get by simple means.

Having said this, What I feel about the current happenings in m

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y life is too much of a ecstasy, having known that the new Job Roles I am going to get are not just well said, but as well testing and giving me a new way of testing myself in a better manner and making me realize about my inner potential in terms of relationships.

In the end, its only a feeling after knowing that I am returning back to Mumbai after a prolonged 1 ½ years of hard work and consistent battering on my own. My friend once said: “ The best journeys are the ones returning home”.

This is what it is for me. J Adios and see you all in Mumbai very soon.

Rocky Balboa–The Series

Never felt so inspired by a movie until now. The movie series by Sylvester Stallion surely puts forward a basic yet a very wonderful example of how a certain under-dog waiting for a break finally proves his worth in all ways to the world- by speaking about the rags to riches American Dream story of Rocky Balboa. That being said, there are things about the movie that makes the viewers not only think but realise that its not just about the Fighting but a life behind it. The movie shows the ups and downs of a single man who tries not only to stick to his dreams but also makes them happen and loses his self in the process to stop believing in himself after he possesses the great title of the Worlds. It also brings me to an halt here when i say this, asking myself the same question i have been asking myself all the time – Am i somewhere in the stage where in i have lost the ‘Eye’ for Life and the stuff i want to do in my life. This is a question i would rather you all ask yourself and determine what is needed in life. It does not matter what age you are and what kind of work one does, but it surely matters if you can get up after getting lost in life – be it once, twice, thrice or more than that. What matters is you are true to yourself and make the life that you choose to live and not go with the flow –there are a lot of things to go in flow with –Life isn’t one of it!!!!

Having said that, the Series also shows what it takes to get over a place on top; and surely it aint simply just hard work. Its determination, dedication,devotion and last but not the least – “Eye of the Tiger”

Life in a Black Out Situation

Many (and not most people) don really realize the fact that a Blackout can cause a lot of introspection and not just reminiscence of a lot of memories.

Bangalore has had its few moments of treating me with those black out.

A so called metro wherein, you get to see everything along with load shedding; Things don’t really get messy as much as you would imagine them to be, if you were in Mumbai otherwise; people hate the heat in Mumbai but love the place and the brand tag that comes along with that.

Coming back to Bengaluru, a lot of things make it worth a boon to have a black out once in a while. You realize what you have missed talking to the people and gets the main and important thing true. Togetherness in a lonesome environment when there is no Edison even to light you up. ;)

Having said this, I should not forget that the moments are even enlightened when you got a beer and a smoke in your hand and the light gives way halfway thru the mehfil. You realize that there is a life beyond just IT. I always felt people were seldom known only by their nature when in need of help of crisis. Today, I must admit, its not just a friend in need that is a friend indeed. There are things that you come to know when there is simply nothing that u can see or perceive and yet you know that you are not alone; and that you can actually have a smoke and yet know that there is someone else who is sitting next to you and having a nice dope as well alongside the beers/whisky and yet finds it a level of comfort to talk and make you feel lesser of a ghost.

Not wanting to waste the moment anymore, I wish to go back to my beer and continue my chat with my roomie and enjoy the taste of 90s and 80s which almost never fail to rejuvenate and kick me high.

Cheerio.