A new song

(Chorus:)
Bye bye love
Bye bye happiness, hello loneliness
I think I’m-a gonna cry-y
Bye bye love, bye bye sweet caress, hello emptiness
I feel like I could di-ie
Bye bye my love goodby-eye

There goes my baby with-a someone new
She sure looks happy, I sure am blue
She was my baby till he stepped in
Goodbye to romance that might have been

(Chorus)

I’m-a through with romance, I’m a-through with love
I’m through with a’countin’ the stars above
And here’s the reason that I’m so free
My lovin’ baby is through with me

(Chorus)

Bye bye my love goodby-eye
Bye bye my love goodby-eye
Bye bye my love goodby-eye
Bye bye my love goodby-eye

One song that invariably starts playing in my head when I leave home. I am going this time not knowing when I will return. Met most of my friends this time. It was good fun. But there are those who weren’t able to make it and they will be sorely missed. I am not distraught. Feeling sad, yes. I do want to focus on the good side of things to keep myself going.

Moving on to something new. Something truly challenging. Something out of a dream. Scary. I will do my best. I’ve thought of what I imagine could be the worst-case-scenario. It will be devastating. But I know I can emerge from that as well. There is more to life. More than one can ever imagine. I might run through a zillion possible situations in my head, and tell myself, “I’ve thought of everything!” Then, as they say, Life happens! Life has always managed to surprise me. Sometimes pleasantly and sometimes it’s been a rude shock. May be a reminder that we are only Human.

I think it is time for a new song…

Gareeb Bachche ke Ajeeb Sapne

The title is not my own, so I wont take credit for that. It is lifted directly from an sms fwd that is being sent around.

So the ‘P’ scene is pathetic. Make that PATHETIC!

The bright side of the matter is that this is probably the best of setting up a business of your own!

I have some ideas.

1. Kheti-baadi!

The “evergreen” occupation. As long as the human race walks  the planet, they will eat. And when all the animals are gone, they will eat plants. Even now, they like some grains with their meat. So it is a good idea to plough the field and sow the seeds…(Isn’t that all there is farming? ) I know I am not cut out for hard labour, but “Desparate times need desparate measures!” Who knows, I just might bring about Green Revolution 2.0 which is long overdue!

2. Housekeeping, if you please!

My gang of gals and I are considering offering our services to keep houses. We’d do the dishes and the laundry, vacuum your homes and baby-sit your kids. And who better than MBAs to give you that professional touch! (No, no we are keeping this strictly platonic!)

3. Hobby Shop.

Amongst some 5-6 of us friends, there are pottery skills and cooking, art and crochet, embroidery and stitching. We could even teach you singing and dancing, Bollywood style! If you don’t know what hobby to take up, we’d throw in a pay-by-the-hour counselling session as well. So we are hoping you are really dumb and confused to know what to do with your free time OR just find our faces charming enough to keep looking at as the clock ticks!

4. Homework.com

We’ll do everyone’s homework, kindergarten to MBA, we’ve been diligent little kids and will do so for others now. Our credentials? Well, for generations, people have been copying our stuff and passing it off as their own. Did you ever guess? Nah! No one can tell. Even if they can, they wont care! So let us know when you get a task and we’ll finish in record time! We’d charge by volume. So hope your teachers love giving you lot of Homework!

5. Catch-me-if-you-can Money!

I am a print engineer. Where else can my skills be used better? Fake money? Nah! It’s just different. It would have all the security features that most people don’t know about! Do I have the expertise? Noch! “I am good with Google!”[Refer: Mad Money, the film]

I thought I would have more ideas but I don’t! Shit!

if you can think of more suggestions please feel free to let me know. The help will be greatly appreciated. Now I have to go walk the Director’s dog, “Here Cindy, Cindy! Here, Blind doggie!”

Morning Movie!

I am up. I am up. This is the best time. The time immediately after exams and before the start of the next semester. I have nothing to do. I am up to go watch a movie in the morning!

There is a multiplex here called E2(I can’t figure out how to put the 2 in superscript! I can catch a movie at 50 bucks in the morning! I watched Quantum of So Less for the same amount and felt alright. Which movie am I going for? 2 Gays, A Girl and a Paratha Place. (Go figure!) I would have wanted to watch the movie a double ‘v’ with Rahman’s music. I can’t stand Saleman Can(t) and A-Nil Kapot. I dunno why Miss K is still with him.

This is what I think the 1st conversation between Mr Rapidly-Balding-Saved-by-Transplant-Surgery and Miss I-am-every-guy’s-fantasy would have gone.

SK: O, Goddess of Beauty, O, International Model, O, Another-woman-who-is-taller-than-I,…

KK: Hey, isn’t this some sort of Indian prayer?

SK:Err…yeah..no…but..yeah… I am worshipping you…

KK: You disgust me! What do you want?

SK: Heard you are thinking about making an entry in Bollywood? I am the guy for you?

KK: <Burst out laughing…uncontrolably> <When she recovers> Say that again!

SK: I am your guy! I can get you in! Just let me be your boyfriend, Babee!

KK: BWAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA! That’s good!

SK: Ok! Please tell only the press that you are my girlfirend and all you have to do is sit with me in CCD sometimes. Please, please, please. I beg you.

KK: Alright, already. So what do I get?

SK: Everyone I know in the industry will be at your disposal. I promise.

KK: Alright.

Eggs-Hams

They are highly irritating. I think I have grown out of them. Never really liked them. If I was prepared for them, I would feel nice if they went off well. If I wasn’t, I hated them even more.

Why they have to be friggin’ memory tests, I don;t understand. The Case Study is touted as the B-School way of testing depth and spread of knowledge. But if you make a joke out of that, it doesn’t serve the purpose. For instance, one of our papers this time had a “case study” of 5 lines. That’s still ok. Did they require to do “profound brain things inside our(my) head”[Ref:Madagascar, the Movie]? No! Just answer for 4 marks. The next case was of 8 lines and the marks alloted were 8! What shit?

The other extreme is one subject called Cases in HR. This had one case of 40 marks. The total marks of the exam? 40! Right! And there is the ridiculous rationale(oxymoron,yes) that you have to fill up pages of the answer-script as per the marks. Does it matter if the answer is good? Not really! I know in some universities, you could write a song, call the examiner an asshole and still get away with it!

Well, if success in an academic semester be judged by such parameters, I am bound to meet with little of it; success that is. Does that mean I am doomed for life? Nah! The richest drop-out in the world is an inspiration to many Why then am I doing an MBA? Playing it safe, I guess! Back-up plan and all…But I thnk I need a Plan B to that as well. Seems like even auto cos can’t hold their own. What with Colonel Motors, can’t afFord and Christ!-tell-her! going down. They are like whiny kids asking for candy even when they just got all their milk teeth extracted as they were rotting with caries! Hmmm. I think I was close to that once . All one needs is a sound beating [Watch Russel Peters on 'White People, Beat your kids!']

Holy Shit! Don’t think about the Pink Elephant!

“When is it?”

“Heard it is on ****…”

“****!???? Shit! Are you sure?”

“That’s what I heard!”

“Holy Shit!”

“I am so screwed!”

“So am I!”

“We are all screwed, man!”

They can’t just spring this on us, can they?”

“Er… you knew this was coming! Stop blaming them for everything.”

“Shit! Shit! SHIT!”

“Chill man! You people are better off!”

“Yeah, that actually true!” (Snigger)

“Thanks! I was hoping for some comfort.”

“What comfort? My ass is on fire!”

“Yeah, ok! Stop thinking about it!”

“Now, that’s easy, isn’t it! Don’t think about the Pink Elephant!”

“Elephants are pink?”

“You’ve never seen one?”

“Not a pink one!”

“There are no pink elephants!”

“Then why did you refer to it, man?”

“Because I thought about it!”

“Huh?”

“never mind!”

“She means you can’t tell her to stop thinking about something by telling her to stop thinking about it!’

“Oh! Hehe!’ (Sheepish grin)

“Now what?”

“I don’t know!!!!!!!!!!! Lemon Brothers and all the rest chose a fabulous time to go down!”

“They were in shit a long time back. It only came to light recently.”

“Yeah, but still! Fabulous timing! Wouldn’t you say?”

“Yeah perfect!”

“Just smile and wave, boys. Just smile and wave!”

“What the??”

“Haven’t you seen Madagascar? The penguins!”

“The psychotic ones?”

“Yeah! Are there any other kind?”

“Aren’t you talking about Happy Feet?”

“Shut up!”

“What?”

“Bye! I am going to bury myself.”

“R.I.P”

“Thanks!”

“Anytime!”

 

Crazy Little Thing called….

Everyone I know has looked for it. Some are still looking for it. Some fortunate ones have found it. Some have given up. It is just as true as any of the other Indescribables.

Indescribables.

You know it exists. What proof there is to substantiate its existence or disprove the same? You don’t know. It’s a gut feeling. It’s a blind faith. Your heart tells you so. Your mind can’t deny it. It’s your 6th sense. It is in describable.

Why people fall in love? Why are movies made, books written and songs composed about something that is so elusive that only a handful can claim to have truly found it. Why, then, give someone a dream, if it is only going to end in disappointment? 

That’s the beauty of a dream, isn’t it?

IF it comes true, its joy abound. If it doesn’t, well, it was just a dream. But while it lasted, it is beautiful. A lot of us love being in love. The highs of channelising your affection to one person. (Mind you, I am only talking about the romantic kind of love here.) When reciprocated, you feel like the king/queen of the world. Everything around fades away and you are alone with your love.

Statutory Warning: If you are a firm-believer in love and cannot appreciate a contrary view, read no further.

Now i think this is all got to do with youth. Things that you read, watch, listen to and told. Read too many MnBs and you are bitten by the lovebug. Watch too many movies about fairy tale romances, and you’d imagine every scene in your life to be fitting into the frames of them. Hear too many love ballads and wish endlessly that those songs were meant for you! I speak from experience. I’ve been fooled too many times by these things. And I can say this looking from the rear view mirror.

Romance is a notion created to sell in today’s world. Romeo and Juliet was one of Shakespeare’s most popular plays. DDLJ is still running in some theatre of Mumbai, more than a decade and a half after its release, I think 95% of the songs today are about love.

Move on. I’d say. But relish the experience while you are in it.

Nothing replaces the feeling of First Love. The first time your eyes met, the first time you touched. Chances are you’d even smell the perfume. I am a trashy philosopher. This is my blog so I’ll use it to say what I want

Cherish it while it last. Then move on. Coz there is work to be done and bills to be paid Because no matter what Air Supply, Love can’t keep you alive.

Is this a joke?

Here I am burning the midnight oil. Fretting and sweating, wondering how the paper will turn out to be. I have finished five papers out of 9 and get the feeling that I’ve been taken for granted. The profs don’t seem to credit us with much intelligence. Not one f***ing question required any application of one’s mind. There were only memory tests. If there are twenty features listed, and you can recollect 15, then you get 10 marks! What shit!? 

A fellow-sufferer asked me in the canteen today, “T, when was the last  time you gave a paper easier than what you’ve gotten so far this semester?”

It took me a fraction of a second to retort, “In kindergarten!”

I can’t believe I am doing my post graduation! I knew that 3rd sem onwards, the marks have no bearing on your placements. But that is no reason to undermine our efforts!

About me!

I have an exam tomorrow but I just have a strong urge to blog. Weird! But I just had to give in. What about?This post is not going to be an update about what I’ve been upto (assuming someone’s actually going to read this!). It’s “About me.” Not me. But the one question that manages to stump so many people. It is unbelievable! Talk about when you are trying to woo a girl you want to marry. Big deal. Huge Deal! And if you are choosing an online medium to get to her, you better make your first impression good. Being a rich businessman cannot be your USP!

Here are some real harebrained ones:

 

• Ok a relatively normal guy looking for a not so normal girl to live a extrodinary and certainly not so normal life. Interested? (Abnormality personified! Not so interested, thank you!)
• Hmmmm,,,,tough task, but still I will try to narrate myself (Narrate what, again?)
• I think there is sufficient stuff over the course of time that one would come to know coz that is how human works.(Ah ha! How insightful! I will wait a lifetime before I hit “interested”)
• Simple and humble person with interest in book reading, music listening and traveling. Have deep roots of love and bonding with my family. (I’ve heard of reading books and book-keeping. Is this something between the two???? Just wondering!)
• Im a chill max guy, i like to party everynite. i did ma b.tech in iitm. ma salary is 15pa. i love playin sports.  (Ma brotha here is totally rad! Give it up ya’ll for Chill Max! Yo!)
• Hi, I am a Banker. I believe in my self and my God. I like adventures in life. SO when my parents ask me for my marriage I Was thinking to do something advetures tha’s why I am creating this ID to have some adventure in finding out my Partner…..(Living on the edge….of sanity…eh?)
• good guy in looking and thinking. very about people around his. Nice in helping to others. Interest in music. (Around his what??? )
• hi I’m xxx. I’m searching good girl how can understand me & walk with me till death. she can live wit me in my rosedays as well as in my bad days. (I’d still understand the “rose days!” but walking till death? Ever considered a car? A BMW would certain do the trick… Wait.. am I missing the point here? )
• I do not want boozing girl. (I am still trying to figure this one out…)
• Person looking for well versatile bride and either professional or non-professional. All the best.(Thanks! I need the wishes! Well versatile…hmmm…well…oh…never mind!)
• Life starts with strangers – the whole atom is formed when three strangers meet – Electron, Proton and Neutron. Together they decide to give way to the attractions and repulsion forces and form tis atom to life, then why the heck in this world we try to overpower attractions or repulsins and try to lead things with our so called power of mind, so i am here looking for that one stranger to start m life….(Help me! This guy is totally screwing with one of my favorite subjects, Physics…or is it Psychology:p)

 

This is but a snapshot and I have to stop now..else I will flunk tomorrow.. 

With placements after my exams, my insanity is set to hit new highs. And my shrink has told me to keep a journal. Only he doesn’t know I am doing it online and I am actually stalking his son for 43 days now.

Ciao!

Something ringing in my head…

Emotion

The Bee Gees

It’s over and done
But the heartache lives on inside
And who’s the one you’re clinging to
Instead of me tonight?

And where are you now, now that I need you?
Tears on my pillow wherever you go
I’ll cry me a river
That leads to your ocean
You’ll never see me fall apart

In the words of a broken heart
It’s just emotion that’s taking me over
Tied up in sorrow, lost in my soul
But if you don’t come back
Come home to me darling
Know that there’ll be
Nobody left in this world to hold me tight,
Nobody left in this world to kiss goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight

I’m there at your side,
I’m part of all the things you are
But you’ve got a part of someone else
You’ve got to find your shining star

This Independence Day, we’ll help you lose yours!”

What shit! Is this the way you advertise??? With what product/service this is related is of little significance. Why would anyone want to lose their freedom to anyone/anything. This just goes to show that in the pursuit of catchy taglines, many ad makers leave their brains in the cold storage.

What? I post after eons and all I am doing is complaining

Well, i can’t apologise to this inanimate webspace, else I would. I wont hazard an apology to the reader, coz if you are reading this, it means you landed here by accident or you are a freak to follow a blog which has had no posts for more than 7 months!

Jokes apart… Me back to blogging. Feel the need again. Also some coaxing from Panda and Chiru Bhai Chiru Bhai’s blog’s going strong. He has international tales to tell! Panda is not in Beijing but Sears sure inspired some creativity in him!

What have I been upto? Not much. Made new friends, Survived Mumbai, enjoyed B’lore, passed 1st yr and hoping to get married some day.

What I said in a line is the pith of some awesome moments that I lived through over the past few months. I dont wanna do a recap. But if they are significant enough, I will mention them in some post over the next few days..weeks…months/// Yes.. I am planning to blog regularly …