February 19, 2009

Gaon nahi mehfil hain

ये पिलानी हैं
मेरे यार,
इस रेगिस्थान मैं
बस बीट्स और प्यार!

A view so similar to some of the old buildings and lanes you might recollect having seen or known. Pilani is definitely one of the strangest places because of the rich variety that it offers. Unpredictability rents the air, just like life, for example
  • If its not the weather, its the birds.
  • If its not the remoteness, its the beauty of the village that keeps one pleasantly surprised and guessing.
Life at Pilani cannot be explained, like all good places it has to be seen, felt and loved despite the fact that it does not have any 30min tourism ads nor does it boast of bearing ____

Its the time when the season changes:
  • the sky turns strawberry-like;
  • vanilla ice-cream wind becomes hot chocolaty; and
  • the trees garnish the long pathways with yellowing leaves.
Ah! its that one moment you would not mind waiting all your life. The beauty digging deeper and deeper in your heart to get entrenched with the memories. No wonder people say many profound memories are remembered through sight, smell or sound. Guess, the remaining ones are just another brick in the wall.

It gives you that different kind of a feel when you walk through these places for the first time. The feeling to know
  • how life works at this place;
  • the small children going to school;
  • the difference between your school and the ones over here ( its difficult to imagine anything better than your own school when you have studied there for twelve years )
Lastly, a lot of expectation from Delhi 6, being released tomorrow.

Not hoping for RDB magic
nor AKS tragic
but a message fantastic.

Structured Thoughts : Episode 1

One of my first night outs! and a peaceful one at that. Over the last one month I kept wondering what I would do if I had an entire day to myself.
  • Watching a movie was definitely at the top of the list, 50% chance I would say.
  • While chatting, blogging and singing comprised a quarter.
  • The other quarter was more or less by default for studies. ( you would want to give more time, actually )

So, question arises : how was time killed? You could call it Time to kill The answers flow thus:

8pm, night before

conspiracy in the library, whispering to each other behind those books we held in front of ourselves.

: " Psst.. We literally have a holiday tomorrow. Most of the classes cancelled. You aware of that? "
y : " Oh yes! finally a break! phew! "
z : " Tonight's party folks. Which movie would you suggest? "

11pm, Three hours plus a few minutes later

e walked the distance from the library to our rooms feeling a little guilty about this:

There's some advice from a previous occupant which goes thus
" Keep doing something everyday to achieve your dream. "
and we did not. We planned a dreamy schedule if anything :(


inished all the chatting and gossiping, made sure that no appointments were remaining. Made sure that people on Gtalk noticed my status message and display pic. We congratulated each other on the day's final events and set off to the all night canteen ( ANC ). A cheese burger, a samosa and a nescafe classic ( henceforth known as the USUAL ) merrily slid down the oesophagus.

3 am

hen you want to watch a movie all alone on a cold wintery night you would hope that
  • you are as comfortable as possible and
  • also choose the right movie.
Don't know if Cupid struck me late or something, but I found myself going through the top 100 romantic movies. I finally found one whose synopsis sounded good and the cast was lively.

6am, after the movie:

hrs, you might wonder why? A thourough research goes into a movie before and after it is viewed, and hence the extra hour. The movie was fantastic and I wondered why it received only a 7.0.


o the birds outside chirping, the chowki noises and a red eyed fatso all I have to say is a very good morning, um er.., good night.

February 14, 2009

Random Thoughts : Episode 3

When I woke up today I wondered if all that I have heard about Valentine's Day was true. I was not looking forward to anything nor was I hoping to find anyone. I knew that it would be like any other day and I was not to be disappointed. Still I was very apprehensive about one thing, is it perfectly alright to wish anyone? Isn't it supposed to be only for lovers to whom the greetings are conveyed?

Well, I think it should be. The day is theirs who have been in a relation or those who want to convey their love and of course, the usual darling,-I-want-to-rekindle-our-love types. Also, it would be a funny sight watching two guys laughing and chatting, and the word dostana would acquire a particularly notorious fame as a substitute for its english equivalent. Nevertheless the day is definitely meant for those in love ( or infatuation, have a crush, etc) : homo or hetero.

And so I was pleasantly shocked when everyone was wishing each other and feeling proud about it. I recovered with a fit of laughter and never looked back at the issue. Well here goes another " we " day, maybe next time...

On a more serious note, the cornucopia of realizations have started yielding conclusions and have opened up doors. To start with I would say the world works in a most peculiar way. Not exactly bad but definitely not good. In short, I hate it the way it is, but yet love its intricacies since even I am its member.

You should be very careful about certain things, losing self-esteem in front of others can leave you depressed and cowardly. Stand up to all dumbasses, they will hurt you. They will kick mud in your eyes, waste your time, insult you and enjoy your losses. The important thing is to control yourself, don't let the taunts make you react. Grow strong with every insulting word you hear; knowing how weak and immature the opponent is to have said that. But when someone else is being subjected to this kind of an emotional test, don't hesitate, stop the dumbass right there. You may look like the dumbest person on earth but remember this:
P. G. Wodehouse (1881-1975)
"Golf... is the infallible test. The man who can go into a patch of rough alone, with the knowledge that only God is watching him, and play his ball where it lies, is the man who will serve you faithfully and well."
It may sound irrelevant; but to keep your head when others around you are losing theirs is a great virtue indeed.

Things like bad group behavior and overeating have stepped far away. Maybe they have found love in more reliable people :-).

February 13, 2009

Change ++

" Something's seriously wrong with you." It clearly is. It most definitely is. These are the following pieces of evidence that I have gathered in an hour of hypothesis gazing past at the past thirty days or so.

(i) A sudden affinity for doing things that I so clearly told myself to avoid. One stroke of luck is that its not stagnant at all, it keeps waxing ( when there are no tests to look ahead, or on the slightest smell of a cigarette, er... holiday ) and waning ( in the eleventh hour of pending important work ).

What did I do? I found that if I looked at every single work to be done as important and gave it the highest priority, things would most certainly fall in place. The moment I postponed or showed disrespect they slipped off the track.

(ii) Going more and more silent while in a group. It has happened always and especially more so in the company of people slightly older or many in number. Call it hesitancy to expose my imbecility or call it respect, the issue stays there stuck in my throat and weird replies and expressions find place.
Is it autism??

But, I'm finding it quite comfortable to chat, text messages and to an extent talk over the phone yet my jaws freeze in a face-to-face situation, ya khuda .

(iii) Doubting if I'm any good at all. I have nothing to prove, nothing to tell... ( can also be read as ) I can do nothing, talk nothing...

(iv) After bending a few principles which are must for a good boy, I've found myself weaker and weaker. Has someone said: " Its so easy to lose what you have built over a period of time." Maybe he's right ( scratching the chin ).

(v) Not such a serious issue, but I'm growing very fat. Not a single day passes by without the inclusion of at least one of these things in my diet:

Appy/ Frooti , small chocolates

Hide n' Seek biscuits, Cheese n' Onion: American style Lays chips

Cheese burgers, cheese pizzas ( two slices ), club sandwiches and coke/ cake at midnight ( the most dangerous time to eat these, attached with a lot of fat )

Ice creams!!! ( Kid-style )
" An ice cream mounted with a cherry ,
Keeps the dentist counting and merry. "

Despite all the nonsense I have been doing, as always the positives struck me more important than anything else. And these run thus:
( here is what the counselling part of my brain had to say to my queries )

(I) Its very important to do certain things which people claim are bad. Else how will you ever differentiate between the good and the bad.
We should go to the end of the limits to know where the limits end

(II) Keeping quiet, huh? Good, you are saving energy. My friend, by keeping quiet you hone your listening skills. Being a critical listener is very important for any group discussion :-).

(III) The best way to know about yourself is to actually post-martem your thoughts. You have so much to know, so many excuses to get nusy and kicking :-).
Arise! Awake! And stop not till you reach your goal!

But, negative self-counseling can lead to depression, hence it is never advised.

(IV) Well yes some or the other dumbass would have said that. But didn't Kipling say : ...
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken
And stoop down and build 'em again with worn-out tools

All I would say is that you're becoming a man, my son.

(V) But son , if you don't eat now when the hell will you eat? AFTER PUTTING ON DENTURES??


So, thus these depressing thoughts have actually turned into areas to work upon for self-improvement. And,
"Work is worship"
have to remember that always. If you have read this far, then you ought to leave a comment and also answer a simple question.

Question :
How did you read the title as?

A : Change plus? Plus what... I have my calculator ready.
B : Change plus plus ( incrementing )
C : Change in the most positive sense, hence two '+' signs
D : It is written

The last option was a pure intention to market Slumdog Millionaire :-)

February 12, 2009

Random Thoughts : Episode 2

Note: This post should have come immediately on the next day of the preceding post. But owing to a malicious attack on my machine and a getting-back-into-the-groove attitude, I put any thoughts of reapir postponed.

Quite contrary to the expectations of a thick fog, the weather was more or less like a day from the english country side. The sun was smiling down like a newly-wed bride peeking out from her carriage. It was in short one of those beautiful days you will want to remember your entire life.

Around four in the evening though, it seemed as though someone had turned off all lights, a dull pinkish evening greeted sleepy eyes. But every rose has its thorns and the weather brought along with it fine dust that found home in our eyes. Nonetheless, the rain had soon arrived and it had rained like a baby uncontrollably crying. The sweet scent of the land and the sight of the trees in a new yellowish light lifted our aesthetic senses higher and higher. The weather was blissful for a while and then suddenly the lights had turned back on. It was resembling the lone polling station in Leh that many newspapers had printed. The wind was so cold that it sent every single soul back into their warm razais.

But we were in for another surprise, the dusty rain resumed and turned into a hail storm. Our footballers returned from the playground looking like crestfallen Mexican farmers who had lost their crops. Nature decided to play music on the cycles that were parked outside and we kept humming along.

A day of complete turnarounds, a lot of hope pumped into a few dying souls, and a whole lot of work awaited us.

P.S. : Also today happens to be the founder's day for Nirmaan: a non-governmental, non-profit organization which lives up to its motto of My India through various forms of social service like helping the villager's earn their daily bread, teaching their kids and construct useful technology that would help them in their future.

February 9, 2009

Random Thoughts : Episode 1

It was 10'o clock and an impulse was irked from the brain to respond to a tempting invitation: coffee break ( coffee's only for name, but never on the order :-) ). After a full month of minus five to plus degrees centigrade, february showed some mercy and let us keep the heavy coats aside for a while. But tonight was chilly and the wind carried the smell of fog, maybe tomorrow we would wake up to a white-curtain ( thick dense fog ) view.

My latest liking toward sandwiches, preferring them over the burgers for my own good, proved great this time around as well. Having it with Mustard sauce was almost like kissing fire, no matter, delicious on the whole. The temperature dipping, lips on fire, coke in hand...

I walked the mile gazing at the beautiful moon, she was shying behind the clouds, the wind occasionally blowing away her cover of clouds. The stars whispered good night and the wind rushed up to start playing music in my head. I took a deep breath, feeling the process of oxygen going into the lungs, deeper and deeper,at the tips of capillaries...


Two notorious friends celebrated their birthdays in a gap of a second. ( One of them was born on the 9th whose celebrations lasted till midnight and another on the 10th just about to kick-off. )
A very abstract way, nevertheless HAPPY BIRTHDAY # 19!!!


On a sombre chilly night, my shadow walked the earth
Through the winds like a candle, lit with fresh distant memories.
Whereas I savored the magic in every moment,
My thoughts scurried around like a rodent.

Thought I knew what was predicted :
To irregularity I would soon be addicted.
But its not that bad if once in a while,
You stop to think and walk the extra mile.

'Cos things will come rushing back
To try and try, you develop the knack.
There is no decimating hard work, indubitable
Step away and watch, the realizations are ineffable.

Doing things that make you feel insecure,
For a life without boredom, that's the cure.
Emotions and experiences in life have a colossal range
But now, nothing else matters, here come the winds of change.

Note: Coincidentally, here is what the quotation of the day has to say

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.

Mark Twain (1835-1910)

He was a great man, Mark Twain :-)

February 8, 2009

The Underdog Threat

Remember Mr. Dumbass ? The idiot who thinks he knows everything but does not really understand what he knows. Who thinks that he and he alone can grasp/ talk about subject while the rest suck big time. Who believes that talking about the self will re-instill confidence not realising that boasting is the first step of character assasination.

Where are they headed? Why do they always need to keep shouting at people and insulting them on purpose? Why do they try to pick matches with the less intelligent lot or less able people? You grow only when you help out such people, stand up to face the better genre and leave not a single mark of self appraisal. There are many such people who claim the throne that can never be theirs because of the ignorance towards small things which matter the most : respect, tenderness and understanding nature. They think they are sitting pretty at the top while this is the very attitude that makes them fall into grim situations and render them the underdog status. To know that the brightest minds in the country are headed towards self-destruction and underdoghood is perhaps more saddening than any terror attacks or murders. The reason being that these kind of people potentially own the power to become both the destructor as well as the savior. They hold the key, they lock the doors, they are confused and wandering.

Whilst their internal battle will continue for another decade, lets address the underdog overhuman ( crazily termed ... just to hint at the intelligent show-off chums you have ) problem. Those clever people who talk without a hint of morality, who constantly try to make you feel inferior. What should be the best reply to all such unreasonable nincompoops ? No, its not physical violence nor haughty replies... they just expend your energy. Just keeping quiet because listen and silent are spelt with the same words.

Why keep quiet, you ask? To understand this :
" Silence is the most powerful response "

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