A clean work of legs !

It feels amazing when u peep out of the window of the moving train and u can see both front and rear of the train simultaneously. You keep looking back and forth and fill your heart with amusement. I did behold such scenes before but for the first time I was enjoying it .
Because what I else I could do. I was on a long journey to ratlam to attend a wedding and I was somehow trying to make most of my lonesome travel. I took 3 novels along with me and I was convinced that I will get enough time to complete all the three..And my start actually supported my unrealistic belief. First on my list was alchemist.

ah..let me rewind back a bit ..about an half-an hour ago. As usual I checked the reservation charts before boarding. Not for checking my reservations but to see are there any girls of age-group 18-25 in my bogie...but how could god go wrong about this ..

I started reading Pualo coelho’s alchemist .it was interesting in the beginning…watch it I said in the beginning ..i lost interest after two hours of reading it …hey hold on..dont blame the book.. but sometimes it happens ,at one time u are in one situation ,one setup of things and all of a sudden a trigger by universal power shifts u from that setting to a completely awkward and embarrassing situation. I got parted with my brand new shoes and I had no idea who the heck did this. I suddenly became the example to state for rest of the travelers. I could now listen the incident being retold again and again .No one was empathizing as if I should expect from complete strangers. Everyone was just conforming their happiness by relishing the fact that it weren’t there shoes.
So everything seemed pale after that ,not because shoes were expensive but because I had nothing to cover my feet, oh no I had.something..yeah ...two sandels of different pattern for each feet..funny ha…but that’s what the thief left for me..the price for my carelessness ..

Finally I got new shoes at mandsaur and things leapt back to normalcy and world was in order again J

10 things I hate about you poem...listen to it in movie....

I hate the way you talk to me,

and the way you cut your hair.

I hate the way you drive my car,

I hate it when you stare.

I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind.

I hate you so much it makes me sick, it even makes me rhyme.

I hate the way you are always right, I hate it when you lie.

I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry.

I hate it when you are not around, and the fact that you didnt call.

But mostly I hate the way I dont hate you,

not even close

not even a little bit

not even at all.

Value of Time ..

Heard many times about the importance of time and all the merits of saving it ..
And actually realised it many a times that its quite true. I would like to share the most recent realization.

got up early or rather very early that day ..3 Am in morning...dared to take bath as it was pending for many days ..:)
it really takes a lot of courage to plunge urself in shower in chilly nights in wake of fact that its pouring out cold water .....Finally got ready and left for mumbai ...

I reached there in no time ....6 Am i was in front of the office ...to my surprise there were many others who actually reached there before me ...i can imagine how much sleep they would have got ....

Spent around an hour in cab and then finally pull myself out of deep sombre...and tried all things to become more attentive ..ate some biscuits ,had tea ...

Finally i found myself in a big Queue and felt like being on a conveyor belt being scrutinized for quality. It was like check list being run over us and if found faltering it ...forced out immediately from queue and then required to start al over again....

Fortunately i made it through in one go ...

And at 8.30 i was out again in my cab heading back to Pune ....
Then i realized that this is the time i generally wake up daily and today at this time i already crossed 200 odd Kms and got done with USA Visa interview formalities .
I am sure my Rommie would be yawning and struggling hard to get out of bed back in pune and here i am ....one task accomplished ..wihle he i assleep.
Just realized a lot can be achieved and accomplished if value of time is cared....got a lesson...and fortunately not the hard way this time .... :)

2oo9

Happy New Year!!

Many resolutions to be broken for new year.

Many surprises in store

Many New learnings to embrace.

Many things which needs to be forgotton..

Many things to be taken on priority...

LETS hope the new year change things for better --for me and for all !!

Mumbai Meri Jaan

People in Mumbai are proud of this city and very proudly chant that its “Amchi Mumbai “ …
Really its amchi Mumbai ..bole to hamaari Mumbai …
Earlier this phrase signified the indomitable and undying spirit of mumbaikars in dealing with the problems and in nurturing the city. However now the situation is somewhat different. I must say Its still amchi Mumbai but this claim is being taken in wrong ways . Sometimes it appears that “BHAI LOG “ owns this place and sometimes I feel its MNS’ Mumbai …..but I was proved wrong .. Apart from these 2 grps there is another group who has taken shelter in this benevolent city… and every now then this group is taking Mumbai City under their directions and control . ..yess its terrorist groups…its all on their wish when they decide to attack and put the entire Mumbai dance to their tunes…It seems there are two kinds of terrorist here---internal terrorism being led by RajThakrey and Bhai log and External terrorism led by ISI and Pakistan…
· I feel sometimes that how do people waste this valuable life in venting ire in such a way that finally they are not alive to see others mourning over the losses….there is no demand and no problems raised ….its hust mayhem and destruction of all the valuable property and gods greatest gift ‘LIFE’

Mumbai has given a platform to everyone to prosper and instead of being opportunistic, people are wasting time and energy in demolishing all these.

This outpour of feelings was instigated by recent terror attack in Mumbai …which people are comparing to 9/11 of America…

Salute to martyrs and abuse to both kinds of terrorists in Mumbai . The dream to see Mumbai as shanghai of India cannot come true in wake of such gruesome events happening again and again…lets pray for “AMchi Mumbai “

CAT blues

Cat also stings...and stings deep
For the third time it did it again and it left scars deep within my thought process.
Completely clueless about future!!!!

Weeked Blast @Mumbai,Dabol,Ratnagiri,Guhagar

It feels so good when we live the life the way it is meant to be lived. Living every moment in such a way that every passing moment says that it was lived more than it expected.

Its 7 days after the glorious weekend we had, but so successful and refreshing it was that every bit of it is still placed in back drop of my memory.

1^st October 2008 Wednesday

After too many hiccups Rinkesh finally reached F-902 Cosmos,our home in pune. I wonder  how he manages to goof up so often . This time also he disturbed two flats before  finally reaching our home.

2^nd October 2008 Thursday

It started on Thursday morning –thanks to our beloved Bapu .. we got holiday J Our first milestone was supposed to be  Water Kingdom in Mumbai which is the Asia’s  largest water park. We boarded Deccan Queen for Mumbai  and reached Dadar at 10 AM .

Finally we reached Marwar ,from where we were supposed to take the ferry to Esselworld/WaterKingdom .Excitement was at its pick and finally my long cherished wish to visit this place was about to turn into reality. You really need to stay happy based on fulfillment of even such small ,short term wishes.

So clad with our shorts (only shorts) we 5 jumped into the kingdom of water. Everywhere either there were people or water..There were several types of artificial beaches ,but none attracted us as we wanted value for our money. Finally our hunt for thrilling water slide ended and we had 3 Multicoloured slides facing us ..seemed like danger risk and challenge all three combined is waiting for us.

So reluctantly I went upstairs to “get returns for our investments” as per paali,rinkesh, dhote and Shahji. Finally when this seemingly never ending sojourn  on slide came to end ,I was thankful to God that I came out alive out of it. Later, being more fearless I tried my luck in all such slides.

At 5 PM we were almost done with browsing  through  entire kingdom and were ready to go back home. Legs still floating ,hands still waving and heart filled with joy for rest of the evening

 

 

3^rd October 2008

Next day was MumbaI Darshan by Ankur and raunak Guide and some shopping at Fashion Street or more suitably should be called as Bargain Street

Even before we reached Dabol our Vacations were valued. But little did we know that next two days will be  twice as much fun as previous 2 days…Will update soon, as my lapy ..oops company laapy is discharging and is counting its last breath…

4^th October 2008

Dabol/Ratnagiri/Guhagar

At 6 AM our bus reached Dabol. Monika, neha and richin were the first to welcome us .Gupta jee and mitisha were busy in dreaming about ***** and ****** respectively. It was perfect transformation of lifestyle and density of population from Mumbai to Dabol. In Mumbai you won’t find place to land ur feet where as in Dabol u won’t find enough feet. Everybody knows everyone in this small town .There are hardly 70 families residing there and they live like one big family. I could sense  pin drop silence maintained there and sweet kukoo of koyal and chirping of birds spelt magic.

So, amidst beautiful and enchanting  atmosphere we got greeted by Uncle,aunt and bhaiya .We got ready in 3 hrs or so and started off to roam around Dabol. There is a well maintained  recreation club ,Gym Swimming pool and lawn tennis court. It can be called as developed  village of India J

Then we went to Jetty and power plant(RGPPL) .I won’t prove my absence of mind by uttering anything about these places,. as I was overwhelmed with information and I messed it up all. L

Then to Guhagar beach 6 KM from Dabol. A perfect place to relax and chill. Far from city ,far from tensions it’s a delight for heart and soul. At evening it was as sensuous as it can get .Sexy place.

5^th October 2008

Next day visited chamunda temple .Then we played cricket in front of Neha’s home .It was great playing after a long gap. in evening we packed our boriya bistar and headed towards PUNE. Reached post mid night …Wonderful 4 days of my life .

Now its Diwali time and celebrations are in full swing.Happy Diwali .