Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Ever ready

Imagine this.... you wake up after a child like sleep while early morning sun rays have made their way through the narrow slits of the window pane and curtains onto your face; your face is glowing gold.......and then the heavenly aroma of rich coffee.. mmmmm.. that's bliss.. it pulls you instantly from bed.. .. you switch on the music system, the song starts softly with a smooth music that whistles into your ears like your sweetheart's romantic whisper.. the song then slowly gathers beats, gathers pace, gathers momentum, you start shaking your head in tune with the beats.. the song's on a roll and you start tapping your feet, you throw away the blanket and hit the floor.. you are rocking!! mom is watching you at the door and smiles seeing you in glory.. you are her world.. a sweet kiss on her cheeks.. her day is made .... ....! ......... dash off to the shower, the hot water runs down your spine that bolts every inch of the chill winter shiver out of your body.. just don't feeling like taking yourself away from the therapeutic water shower... out you come and become more excited as you get into your warm n crisp clothings of your favorite choice.. it fits as if it was made for you.. you look great .. an image of your sweetheart flashes in front of your eyes and for a moment you are lost and all blushing .... !!!
WHAT A START OF A DAY!! you are all set.. the whole rest of the day is lying for you to accomplish your things.... a fabulous feeling inside you...

You enjoy your breakfast while your mind calculates and shapes up a plan for the rest of the day.. a plan to meet up a close buddy and to work out on a deliverable that has been making you restless for past few days.. the result of that would be worth of a day's effort.. the success of the plan would satisfy your starving mind and would prove useful to those needy.
....off you go, pick up the phone, call your buddy and shout out with all zeal, "Hiiiiii Dear, GOOOOD MORNNNIIINNNNGG" .... your voice speaks of your energy... and you are craving to hear the voice from the other side.. .....................
WELL, but on the other side, things are different.. the throat takes a couple of moments and finally squeaks out a sound... the most bland voice you could ever hear.. probably your buddy has mistook you for a credit card agent who calls up and pesters for a life time card.. you make yourself more clear and let him/her know that its you...but similar response,.. is some one dead in his neighborhood? ...."a ha.. oh.. ok.. oh really.. ok.. hows life? ...hmm.... hey, chalo then, i will catch you tomorrow, what say?" .. you get this response and you really wouldn't want to say anything now, you wish good bye and hung up without getting a chance of uttering a word about what you had planned for both of you.. your buddy's voice was colder than ice, the spirit in it was dead... well, your friend is the dearest one to you and is a brilliant personality, an achiever by oneself but fails to reciprocate your energy levels.. its not his/her fault but its been their nature .. but whatever, it didnt help you, it just dragged you down and dropped your spirits to the ground. Probably you may feel disgusted for expecting much from others without considering their level of interest. You wouldn't feel like calling your friend again ..sadly :-( ...... WHAT A START OF A DAY !

Well, you could have been in one of those situations like above .. you maybe the one who had called with those high energy levels or maybe the one on the other end of the line with a plain voice.. ..
If you had been the one who received a call and gave a hackneyed response like above maybe because you were busy, maybe preoccupied, maybe you were disinterested, or maybe because the early morning had still not stimulated your active levels, whatever maybe the reason, whether you work out with your buddy or not but it would be definitely possible for oneself to show some enthusiasm in their voice.. what it takes is a bit of commitment and a bit of leadership.. and you maybe able to reach out hearts :-) :-) :-) :-) :-)

Thursday, December 20, 2007

Daily dynamics!!

Vacation time... ppl utilize this time by doing different sorts of things but we here do one thing differently.. SLEEP! sleep at different times. Sleep timings get dictated by various factors...movie got over.. sleep..wake up at morning 10.30..arrey, its very early yaar.. continue to sleep, hungry stomach rumbling.. wake up, gobble up corn flakes and back to sleep... evening time.. mind is itching me to get up, to become active.. so i pull myself from bed and suddenly i realise.. i have to cook!! nooo.. i dont wanna cook.. avoid it .. how?? back to sleep :D .... heavenly sleep continues till late evening.. until i slowly open my eyes and peep thru' the window searching for sunshine..but wheres the sunshine.. i missed it today.. missed it even yesterday.. when did i last see the sun..? from when have i been sleeping?? today morning or yesterday night.. or day before... &*$*!!#@ .. have lost count of days.. btw, what day is it today???
........... i decided to chuck this laziness and get some blood running, so woke up my room mate (man! anyone would be jealous about him for the long hours he sleeps, unbeatable.. certainly sleep Goddess has showered her blessings on him ;-D ) , got him excited about playing tennis and walked all the way in the freezing weather for more than a mile to play. ...
.... and Tennis is nothing but cricket.. yeah cricket when i play it.. struggled for more than an hour to get the correct hold on racquet and by the time i was managing to get the ball within the lines, it started to get dark.. and i believe my room mate would have made a strong decision by then not to waste his time by playing with me next time but instead utilize it more efficiently.. by getting more sleep....
And by the time i got back home, several activities were in queue.. first on the list .. dinner!! exotic rice rotis prepared by another room mate.. hes been trying his hands on some exquisite cuisines recently and feeding us (or rather making us guinea pigs :0 ) .... done with dinner and then was the time for some crying, laughing, action n what not .. all to gather in the form of movies.. we sat down all enthusiastic for the movie to start.. the movie was still showing the first scene and my room mate had already gone into a deep slumber.. he was content with just seeing the movie name .. lucky guy, didnt have to sit awake only to be tortured by the dramatics of the heros and heriones.... it was a story of a king.... i was particularly interested in a scene where the enemy is all set to attack but its king is busy eating bread.. i was wondering whether they had bread in those times and why is the mighty king eating bread.. is he a king or a beggar? damn it.. let me watch the rest of the movie.. and i focus all my attention towards the screen only to see THE END.... end of movie...
..........well, what next..hmm..lemme think..but no energy left to think.. have been into a hazaar activities from morning,well you know.. the body demands some rest now.. time to sleep .. gud morning :)




Monday, October 15, 2007

Traffic and its jams

Early morning 8.30.. cab arrival time.. no time to eat.. oh God, where is my wallet.."son, u indisciplined lad.. when will u straighten up in life?" .. mom screaming on my back, as usual ;-).. arrey, this shoes na.. idiots, why do they put lace into that.. oh noo.. cab's here.. #@#$! &... aahhh!
.................everyone stare from their eye corner as i tie my lace, pull my cuffs back sitting inside the cab panting.. 'irresponsible guy'.. says someone grinning .. thudd!! there falls my impression.. we are late by 10 mins..

...."chal chal meri haathi ..oh meri saathi"... kishore sings as the cab cruises along on the road.. the driver is energetic, fast n furious, has eyes all over his body as he twists n turns and maneuvers the vehicle skillfully in the space right in between a mammoth lorry and gigantic bus.. wonderful!! how does he figure out that there is just enough space between the two giants for him to squeeze his vehicle.. (hmm... i was reminded of my school days where i used to manage to push my head thru the mob to see the results displayed on the board..then well, i can be a better driver than him .. huh!)..heyyy.. where did this autowala come from .. he is even better.. found enough place between my cab and the khatarnak lorry.. aaila.. i just turn my head and gosh! what do i see.. we are sorrounded by a crowd of vehicles.. scooters, cars, autos, vans.. where did they pop in from... ??? and there we are amidst a traffic jam going no where.. we are late by another 15 mins.. everyone in the cab again stare at me... :O 'damn this guy.. only if he hadn't made us wait..' ... my face is a pumpkin now :(

well ppl.. the above is the story of any seeda sada banglorean ladka like me.. but let me tell you.. traffic jam.. yess, its the traffic and its jam that makes Bangalore so lively and active.. ppl who would be drowsing inside their vehicles will wake up with all enthusiasm and start shouting, cheering, honking, guiding (others), cursing when traffic comes to a standstill.. wow, ppl awake when traffic sleeps................
....................... Got to see such a traffic jam here after a long long time and wasn't my heart rejoicing and happy recalling the golden days in Bangalore.. i felt home after a long time.. the university drive (the main road adjacent to our apartments) was packed with cars and ppl returning from a football game, eager to return home and i was standing there flashing my teeth telling my room mate.. "man, i love traffic jams.. and the ones in Bangalore... they are the best"

Saturday, October 06, 2007

Phoenix!!


Here i go.. after a looong time .. being in US, felt that i should start writing about my expereinces here.. have been writing lot of assignments recently but this one should be different though, blogging may help others understand one's thoughts but for me this one could be a vent to express my views and happenings ... to come out of my student mode for a while..mmm... hence, at the early morning stroke of 5 o clock i sit in front of my laptop with a beginner's enthu to pen down the extravaganza ;)

The early fresh morning is pulling me hard to sleep but my mind is running all sorts of stories inside it... it is replaying things again and again like the video songs on youtube i watched few mintues back.. serenity of the late night walk... the imagination of car filled, human empty roads adjacent to the univ but above all its asking me the big question.. whats next in life?? where am i going??? damn the question.. if i knew the answer i would have made millions by telling futures of other's lives as well... i beleive that question is a natural concern of every person...
...Well to say this mind is present all over the head (yeah, i am a tough beleiver that mind is in head and not in stomach else i would have hit my stomach whenever i did a mistake... ouch!!)
...... the fact that mind sits all around the head is proven by the fact that its flashing all the above images in my foreground.. while on the sideground (is there a word like 'sideground' ? pls let me know before someone files a patent for that ;) ), its listening to the snoring of my room mate while one more is giggling n lost in himself watching some comedy shows BUT most importantly
in the background its popping all those technical things i read some time back.. s-plane, laplace transform, amplifier, gain... uufffffff!!! cant take it any more... :(

..... eeehhh.. foreground, side ground, background...confused?? then let me hide inside my blanket as soon as possible before some one decides to lay their hands on me :) am going to sleep with a strong determination of adding more confusions.. oops, i meant adding more postings...till then Guddd moorrrrnniiinn ..... zzz..zzz :)

Saturday, June 24, 2006

Beginning is half done

My first post..yuuppieee .... wanted to start off with an inspirational quote.. something which i can always look back at times.

So, here' what Mark Twain said,

" Courage is not the absence of fear. It is acting in spite of it.
The sign of a courageous person, then, is someone who feels fear, recognizes fear and still goes on to do what he or she believes is right. "