Speechless~~~!!

Today was one of the most historic days of my life.....In my 21 years of existence I don't think I have witnessed many occassions which I would remember for the remainder of my life....today was one such occassion...

My beloved friend....who also happens to be my sister won the second prize in the Miss world contest and It all feels so surreal! From Girl next door to the face of india its been a commendable journey for this girl and I feel glad that I have been a part of this journey whatever little my part was..

Elation,jubiliation,happyness,joy....I am falling short of words to describe what I feel right now and It makes me proud to say that she is my friend and my sister.

Ok enough of emotional talk ....lets get real lolz....

I saw surya on TV today and it was really hilarious....I agree that I shouldnt find it hilarious but I cannot help it! The presenter took a short interview of mine too but god damn it never aired it! Huh thats what they say much ado about nothing! Man I felt I would bcome a celebrity too ....so what if its only for a moment but that would have been mine lolz...but I still feel like a celebrity....afterall my sister has won the 2nd place in miss world!

I was my best dressed in a nice blue shirt and my lee cooper jeans and she took a nice 2-3 minute interview but nothing came up lolz....Made a fool outta me :P but I wouldn't mind being a fool a million times over n over again to witness this moment!

If I ever had to create a bucket list I would've put that moment in it...seeing paro win the crown and I am glad I have cherished it before I kick the bucket....lolz and I have still a long way to go....so now I can replace that wish with something else....

anyways guys I know this ones a crappy lil blog but I am speechless as the topic says...

signing off...cheers

India vs Jihad Part 2

its been a long long time since my last post and I think whatever happened on november 26 till this moment is been a reaction to what i wrote earlier!I god damn cannot believe how a city like mumbai with all its security and all its strength can fall victim to a bunchful of wishful youngsters who came into the city using a dinghy of all things and got the bettere of the city brandishing their guns much like toy guns!

cut to 10 PM Zycus office (TT room)

 

here I was engaged in a fierce battle of wits and strength and of determination in the table tennis room of my office. I was playing a fiercely competitive game of TT when I got the first phone call from home.

Mom : there has been a blast around Taj and another blast at CST

Me : Dont worry I will be fine and will come home in the morning if you are gonna be worried

Mom : ok,come in the morning.reach home safe.

Me : alrighty mom.good nite

The match continued and i was in a crucial situation when my new htc p3350 rang again!

Me : yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ( a rather irritated one to anu)

Anu : bachi terrorists in mumbai! hostage situation at taj!

Me : dont worry it will be over by a couple of hours

Anu : lets hope so.you stay safe.good night

Me : yups.good nite.sweet dreams!

and I was looking at ashok my rival and realized he was on the phone as well! his folks telling him the samething.we continued the match and within a gap of 2 points my phone sounded the mental inside tune..oops i mean intel inside tune...my message alert tone.

I read

anu says : bachi fuck! 50 terrorists entered mumbai.hostage situation at Taj and Oberoi!scary na!

Me (while reading it) : holy fuck man ashok! hostage situation!

we left the Table tennis room immediately to reach the conference room.I logged on to NDTV.com to see their live coverage of this mega event or happening!

since then its been on! NDTV at office and NDTV at home.

cut back to the blog.

I had an off the past two days and the only thing I have done is being glued on to NDTV or for that matter the other news channels!

It is the voice of most indians and mine alike! ENOUGH IS ENOUGH! How long can we keep saying lets testify the spirit of mumbai and the spirit of india and rise out of this!

i think its become an over used cliche` : Spirit of Mumbai!

Its high time the politicians ( bloody selfish bastards) did something worthwhile and showed some leadership spirit on their part or a selflessness for the cause of the country!I think the whole political game is been overplayed and it is affecting the peace of the people!

The question that keeps coming to my mind is where was prathibha patil our new unqualified useless president??Not one public statement throughout this mayhem!now is this the only reason why we elect a president? or for that matter even our PM who seems to be a robot or even better a puppet at the hands of an italian lady!I think he eats thinks and does only what the italian lady says!this is politics of sorts!

I heard the PM's speech post during the mayhem and it was anything but inspiring or anything but words of courage from the leader of a nation!

Had the politicians invested more money on our intelligences rather than their own Z class security;this mayhem would have been avoided! I dont understand how can intelligence of a nation fail so badly!god damn it! we wouldnt let a bloody cockroach or a lizard enter our houses and we let these filthy terrorists this blood sucking blood thirsty assholes enter our nation so easily and to wreck one of our proudest possessions the TAJ!

Another thing which hit me like an arrow was maharashtra's beloved Mr Thackeray! Where was he or should I ask where were they? both the senior and junior thackeray? Not a single statement issued in support of their much beloved mumbaikar or marathi manoos? This incident has truly showed whose got the balls to truly stand up for the city and who hasn't!

I must say I have a word of appreciation for the terrorists though.Not for what they did but with the determination and planning they did it with!Only if we as a nation could show such determination and planning,we can outdo such ravaging attacks on the hearts of our people and the country!

Last but not the least

3 cheers and my salute to the martyrs who lost their lives.The Martyrs are not only the jawans,the cops or the RAF personnel who died in battle but also the taj employees who laid down their lives to save their guests truly embolizing the phrase " athithi devo bhavah"

INDIA vs JIHAD!

Disdain,Pain,anger,disgust,empathy,patriotism.....are a few emotions that i am going through as i write this post.

I dont know how and where to begin because all these emotions have left me numb. all these emotions have come together due to these delhi blasts that happened recently and they also gave me a sense of deja` vu! I dont know if i would be better off living in my own world not worried and bothered by whats happening in another state but One thing I know for sure is that it has disturbed me no end!.....

over the years some anti social elements have made us indians a soft target....it all began at the AirPlane Hijack in my opinion....the Modern JIHAD is what they call it!....I SAY BALLS TO SUCH JIHAD! No book that speaks about god and about godliness will ever encourage the killings of a fellow human being be it hindu or be it muslim! The very fact that People are looking to kill one another in the name of religion shows that they are the biggest aetheists on this earth and that they dont believe in god or for that matter his teachings....

Every hindu is anti muslim god knows why! and every muslim is hounding for the Hindu blood! I say it is utterly ridiculous to brand someone a terrorist or someone a "Betrayer" purely becoz of their religion is unacceptable! Afterall every Hindu has the same 2 hands and 2 legs, a nose, 2 eyes ,a mouth and 2 ears and it doesnt take rocket science to realise that muslims are made no differently and that they are from the same race! why do we forget that we are HUMAN BEINGS FIRST AND THEN A HINDU OR A MUSLIM!!!

where has all the love and the brotherhood gone!?why can we not trust each other for our lives??why have we all become so selfish about realizing our own dreams by trampling some one else's world and happyness?? when will the likes or RAJ THACKREY,JAYA BACCHAN call themselves INDIAN First and then a Maratha or a UPite??

My friends tell me it was Jaya bachchans fault to make a sarcastic remark at maharashtrians....I say it is no ones fault or even better it is everyones fault! Had we thought of ourselves an Indian first our hearts would have ached to see what happened at delhi or bangalore a couple of months back or for that matter jaipur,Mumbai.....

and only if we call ourselves indians first will we be able to stop all this....afterall it is all about fighting for one cause which is clearly exemplified by the JIHADIS! they manage to get it right with their blasts and attacks purely they are in cohesion in unison to fight for that one cause they think is right which is JIHAD! and mind you these are not more than million people at the most! and we are a billion of us!! if we chose INDIA as our cause and stand up for it and decide to fight for the safety and well being of it can we not kick those Jihadis out???? think about it guys.....we have lost our consscience somewhere and if we can find it then we can surely put an end to most of our problems......

Uncle at 21

sundays are so boring i feel.....no work....damn sit at home or chill out wid friends...thats all that i do on sundays!!! ( Pun intended).......I could have done so much better without a sunday lol....

The past two weeks have been so full of color and celebration and fun for everybody else other than me i feel....But yea they have been good in a way for me as well....I posted 3 MOM's ( Minutes of the meetings) and all 3 have NAA (newly added account) potential ....God damn....what happened to my sense of humor or for that matter my definition of GOOD!!! lolz....where is my personal life gone....

Today was the first of me being made realise that time flies....and HOW....infact it was yesterday!I am 21 and i got called an Uncle!wtf! this kid standing in front of the Ganesh idol and looks at me and then blurts out..." Uncle what time is the aarti?"....i was shocked...shocked outta my life....damn....i was wearing my coolest denims and my best t-shirt with my new glasses on! and this wretched kid just called me an uncle....i was in my mind saying "@#@##$@$ wheres your mom! hasnt she taught u manners! smack!! take that u ugly looking kid!"

Bloody hell 21 and already being called an uncle....but then i thought may be its not his fault....life just moves fast....but 21 and uncle!! damn!

its not fucking fair.....I call people who are 40 odd as big brother and not uncle and this kid had the audacity to call me an uncle...i felt like burying him alive....i know most of ya would say its no big deal and i know it as well but wtf!!!and just when i think it cant get worse my brain starts telling me it can...was that crazy kid thinking am an UNCLE with a few kids of my own...an UNCLE who doesnt let his kids have fun!! damn that would suck!to be called an uncle and to be thought of as a LOSER UNCLE lol!

and i kept whining and whining and when the aarti did start i prayed to the lord to give kids some sense and not call 21 yr olds as UNCLE!GRRRRRRR

Life vs ME!

its been quite sometime since i actually wrote something worhtwhile and I honestly cant think of much. I am writing this from my office desk and the only thing thats ringing in my mind is the feeling that LIFE HAS CHANGED.....AND HOW!!!!

Its been 11 months now since i lost my best friend....My Father. I never really thought life would be so different without him let alone difficult. What hurts and pains me is not the fact that life is become difficult and I am now the head of the family but the very feeling of not having my dad to guide me and tell me what to do next. So many things that I had dreamt of...so many things I had planned have gone so beserk due to his loss.

Those plans were not for me but were mine.....Those plans were for him...those were dreams I had seen for him...those were gifts I wanted to give him and Mom....those were little suprises I wanted to give him....all those have now got buried somewhere in the many challenges life has thrown at me. I dont know how it feels when you give your first salary to your father.....I dont know how a father reacts when u get a gift for your mom of your first salary....I dont know how a father feels when his son gives him a Bottle of the best Scotch whisky.....I dont know what to do off my salary and how to invest...I dont know so many things which i need to face everyday!

11 months and running....its true that time flies by and it is true that time is the best healer...but there are some wounds not time not god not anyone can ever heal. Those are wounds that leave a mark on you as a person and change you forever...the change is the only thing you can ever control the flow off....change is inevitable and change is the only Forever.....sometimes you change for the good and sometimes for the bad...Life teaches you the difference of Good and Bad and its upto you to make a choice....and it takes a lotta BALLS to make the right choice and Stick by it!

It takes a lot of balls to face all that life throws at you while taking away your strenghts....and its not easy....not at all easy to take it up to life...take it upto the ones who are staging this play called LIFE and change the script of the play....but its not impossible....I can say this coz I have done it and I will keep doing it till life is what I want it to be and not what it wants me to be!

In all this I have learnt one thing....Life doesnt announce what ever good it gives you and when anyone does that they have everyright to take what they like too without announcing....but it is upto us to not be a loser inspite of losing what u want and what u have!

P.S Dad I know you are up there reading my mind and watching me fuck life back.....and I hope you are proud of me...not becoz of my 68%...not becoz of my salary...not becoz of anything....but becoz I have proved Life a LOSER and not lost the battle!

Cheers

Reality Check!

Its been quite some time since i wrote a word on this god damn page! Its not that i dont wanna ...its only that i cannot find time!
yeah seriously.....i never thought i could say that i am short of time for anything! I used to find time for everything even when i was studying for my exaams....and now here I am two months post my exams and the end of my college life...posting this blog from my office!....hell yeah it feels different and whoever said that it feels good was spot on!....working feels real good especially when your working in a place like mine....where work is fun!

now let me think what i wanna post and and pull something outta that pandoras box called the brain....talking about brain...i was really brain fucked.....when????well when abhinav bindra won the gold....and when sushil kumar and akhil singh won bronze.....and when phelps won 8 golds.....and why was i brainfucked to see india win 3 medals at the olympics.....GOD DAMN WHY NOT!! its only 3 medals out of the numerous participants we sent....damn pissing off!...and phelps on the other hand..declared that he would win all events he participates in and does it!....thats such a put off that we cannot find about 100 odd talented people in a population of over a billion!...too bad!

so many things have gone by in these past few months that i have not posted in.....the cricketing circus of IPL went by...where people put club over country and showed that they could support their region as passionately as their nation.....I was glad to see some quality cricket at the regional level but then it was the moolah that got the players to play so passionately in my opinion.....I was amazed to see the commitment level of players....it was incomparable!

Mean while the bloody terrorists took pot shots at us through various blasts.....be it jaipur or bangalooroo or ahmedabad..it was really saddening to see that thee terrosists are so devoid of balls to declare open war! they got no balls whatso ever to come in thhe open and thats shows they were born to eunuchs and not MEN! I dont know why i am giving everyone an update on the current indian situation but this is what my minds asking me to conjure up al though it is senseless and baasi!
as usual i would be going home from work at 3.30 in the morning and just drop on my bed with mixed thoughts about everything....about whether have things really changed....whether the scores i got in my final year was reality or was just a dream.....so many things...i dont know whether its a dream or for real....just like our olympic disgrace....just like these heartless blasts....i wish it was all a bad dream......and i would wake up to a beautiful day and a beautiful place...where one human being is not anothers enemy......where India can live up to its potential and not flatter to deceive....where politicians put country over self.....where everyone has a Heart......and with these confusing and disturbing thoughts i would drown into the world of dreams and look into the world i wanna live in...the world i always dream off.....

ChutYA banaya!!!

4 days ago i was wid mom and i was coming back from dadar......the song tere bina jiya nahin jaaye by fuzon was playin on the fm and i was enjoyin the drive.....little did i know that,that night drive would cost me 7 grands!!! bhenchod!!

as i reached the mahim church signal i looked towards the church and did the cross symbol...the one that christians do usually.....and i prayed for well being....

and suddenly this guy comes out of nowhere like an angel.....warning me that there were sparks flying off my cars bonnet through the grills and i felt so fuckin worked up.....but luckily my guardian angel that guy who warned me stayed there to help me out.....i parked the car after the signal and opened the bonnet up....all those parts looked like parts of a jigsaw puzzle...i couldnt fucking understand one fucking thing!.....but then there he was that angel who helped me understand what happened.....and then he found and electrician for me too....and the electrician was another angel who repaired my car and replaced the defected part.....the only thing i could do was pay him his dues and not trouble him further....but then me being the wretched soul i was i told him to mail me the bill for that partt by post.....i wrote my address down on a piece of paper with lot of shame in my eyes and i gave it to him requesting him to mail me the bill.....

2 days passed by and the bill didnt arrive.....and he had told me he would mail it within two days.....i give him the benefit of doubt....afterall he was the angel who saved me that night....or else my car would have exploded and i would have been the headlines of the papers the next day!!then i somehow conjure up enough shameless ness to call him...oh my fucking god am gonna call him and trouble him for the bill and prove it to him as to how big an asshole i am!but then i needed the bill to claim insurance....fuck it i said and called him anyway....

now comes the twist in the story.....the number he gave me and i had given a missed call to that night was no longer his.....damn it!the person on the other end politely said it was not farrukh.....and i hung up.....then i called him a few more times till the person on the other end abused me andd told me to hang up....

thats when the realisation dawned onto me that i was not saved but i was rather conned...and those 2 mothafuckas were not angels but devils own servants!!and i was livid....livid with myself for fucking letting my fuckingself down!bhenchod how cud i let some one to make a CHUTYA outta me!.....damn it....

i went looking for those two again today and then i got a few more confirmations about my foolishness and how they had made a chutya outta me.....and here i am writing this blog with a tag on my forehead which reads...chutya.....but then i see the promos of shahrukhs show....kya aap pachvi pass sey tez hain??? and i decide to change the tag and make it..."NAHIN MEIN PACHVI PASS SEY TEZ NAHIN....KUCH LOG MUJHE CHUTYA BANA GAYEIN HAIN.....BHENCHOD!"

but then as i conclude this am thinking that am not that bad afterall....if i was a fifth grader i would probably not be driving let alone trying to figure out what went wrong with my car.....and those peeps would probably spare a 5th grader in any case assuming that they had a conscience....anyways i can try all i want to console myself over my chutiyagiri but its not gonna change that i have been robbed...conned....

huh this is looking like an advertisement for my chutiyagiri but i need to vent this shite out somewhere and i guess it had to be this place!

signing off now to sip on my coffee....need it real bad...adios