Time. Its rushing like anything. I don't know where its going and where it is going to take me. A whole lot week of doing nothing. Just slipped by, slyly as never before. The days, nights and weeks just pass by like anything. I still can remember what I said on a sunday morning on a friday night. As clear as like it was yesterday!
Corporate life sucks. Have to get up at 6 30 and leave by 8 30 and come back straight after 10 long hours. Tired enough to not even stand up and drink a glass of water all by myself. No time for family, no time for long lost friends, no time for introspection, no time for life. Sigh.
Its just too much. Campus to corporate is a fucking nightmare. College is fun. No tension. But corporate is sucky. Its just too weird at times. I don't know what life is going to turn out to be after all this ends. Professionalism sucks way too much. I miss my Delhi, the good food, the bad weather, the broken roads... and my family.
But seriously seeing the time passing by. I see myself at home pretty soon. :D
And I'm happy about it. YAY! Its just that I want it to happen soon. Because I can't wait to be home.
*Nostalgia*
GLUG! :'(
*Sings: Porter Wagoner - Green Green Grass of Home
Friday, August 27, 2010
Friday, August 6, 2010
Technical Training
Technical training. Uuugh! I thought it was going to be one heck of a training with techies around and difficult words to comprehend. But today it was pretty much the opposite. Our trainer, who was supposed to teach us. Is absent. And it has been more than 5 hours we are just sitting and relaxing and doing stupid bakchodi. Aaargh! Was this something we woke up at 6:30 for? :X
To add. The stay at Hyderabad has been great. I've met some very great people and have very great new friends. Its just that the fear of the new city, the fear of never being out of the place for the first time. Hasn't troubled that much so far. Just because I have good people friendly people around. :)
Flat has been taken, we have moved in, we have set up the kitchen, the bedrooms bathrooms everything! Now we have a pretty liveable place for quite some time.
The only thing troubling is the fact that I don't have my salary yet and the expenses are escalating. I guess I'll have to leave apart the Nawabi style of living and bring out some austerity.Which is a far forgotten thought though. Just waiting for some moolah in my hand so that I can spoil myself a bit more. LOL. Its not my mistake though. Its just human nature. And it is human nature to blame nature for everything. :D
I just hope I get to live the same way I am leading to, just the same way I think of. So that I don't miss my home. I don't miss my Delhi and I don't miss my people back home.
But for the fact I am away. Listen all you people. I miss you and I love you. Peace. :)
To add. The stay at Hyderabad has been great. I've met some very great people and have very great new friends. Its just that the fear of the new city, the fear of never being out of the place for the first time. Hasn't troubled that much so far. Just because I have good people friendly people around. :)
Flat has been taken, we have moved in, we have set up the kitchen, the bedrooms bathrooms everything! Now we have a pretty liveable place for quite some time.
The only thing troubling is the fact that I don't have my salary yet and the expenses are escalating. I guess I'll have to leave apart the Nawabi style of living and bring out some austerity.Which is a far forgotten thought though. Just waiting for some moolah in my hand so that I can spoil myself a bit more. LOL. Its not my mistake though. Its just human nature. And it is human nature to blame nature for everything. :D
I just hope I get to live the same way I am leading to, just the same way I think of. So that I don't miss my home. I don't miss my Delhi and I don't miss my people back home.
But for the fact I am away. Listen all you people. I miss you and I love you. Peace. :)
Thursday, July 15, 2010
HARD ROCK CAFE!
Ok. A single confession. I went to the Hard Rock Cafe for the first time. Ok? Because I always found it tad too expensive for me. But whatever it was,(read expensive) its was pure funnnnn! We just had the kickassest time of our lives! We enjoyed like anything! We spent like anything! :D
It was a group of 4. Okay. Sahil, Po, Akshay and Me. And the only people who had heard rock before in a GIG especially were me and Po. For Sahil and Akshay were newbies. But still it was so pure fun that all of us enjoyed like anything! Thanks to the awesome show put up by Frequency lead from the front by our very own Lalit Bhaiya! He is a pocket sized dynamite you guys know. The time he met all of us, my friends were like 'Yeh bhaiya hain??' and I was like 'Just wait and watch' and after the gig they were all 'Where the fuck does he get this energy from?!'. Hahahaha. I was feeling so proud and all. Thank you bhaiya. :')
LOL. Too much melodrama. The best part I saw yesterday was the amount of people who turned out for a metal gig and that to one of the most expensive cafe's of Delhi. The scenario these days is seriously changing. People don't care about the money, the music drives them. Same was our case. Our first reaction was 'Bhaancho kitna mehenga hai!!!' and after some time, 'abe hain yaar paise dekh lenge'. :D
This is the power of music. :D
It can make a kanjoos makhichoos a spend-thrift person. Whetever. After the gig we were on a food hunting spree but the worst part was that after the gig it was too late and we couldn't find any place to eat as everything had pulled down. To add, we didn't have much money to spend. :D
So we decided to part ways and then on our way back Me and Sahil ate Maggi and Chilly Paneer sandwich from a 24 hour canteen. We reached around 1. And the best part thoughout and the most amazing was that my mom was very supportive. :P
But lets just wait and watch what she lures me to do on the cost that she sent me to a gig already.
Next week Indian Ocen LIVE. 22nd July. I'm going. FOR SURE!
It was a group of 4. Okay. Sahil, Po, Akshay and Me. And the only people who had heard rock before in a GIG especially were me and Po. For Sahil and Akshay were newbies. But still it was so pure fun that all of us enjoyed like anything! Thanks to the awesome show put up by Frequency lead from the front by our very own Lalit Bhaiya! He is a pocket sized dynamite you guys know. The time he met all of us, my friends were like 'Yeh bhaiya hain??' and I was like 'Just wait and watch' and after the gig they were all 'Where the fuck does he get this energy from?!'. Hahahaha. I was feeling so proud and all. Thank you bhaiya. :')
LOL. Too much melodrama. The best part I saw yesterday was the amount of people who turned out for a metal gig and that to one of the most expensive cafe's of Delhi. The scenario these days is seriously changing. People don't care about the money, the music drives them. Same was our case. Our first reaction was 'Bhaancho kitna mehenga hai!!!' and after some time, 'abe hain yaar paise dekh lenge'. :D
This is the power of music. :D
It can make a kanjoos makhichoos a spend-thrift person. Whetever. After the gig we were on a food hunting spree but the worst part was that after the gig it was too late and we couldn't find any place to eat as everything had pulled down. To add, we didn't have much money to spend. :D
So we decided to part ways and then on our way back Me and Sahil ate Maggi and Chilly Paneer sandwich from a 24 hour canteen. We reached around 1. And the best part thoughout and the most amazing was that my mom was very supportive. :P
But lets just wait and watch what she lures me to do on the cost that she sent me to a gig already.
Next week Indian Ocen LIVE. 22nd July. I'm going. FOR SURE!
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Confessions of a happy man.
Happiness. In today's kalyuga is defined by the amount of moolah you have, the number of cars you drive, the size of your apartment and the brand name of every cloth you wear. A person wearing a jockey underwear is less happy than a person wearing a Calvin Klein underwear. This is the perception. Why? Because happiness is directly linked to a person's satisfaction and that too not emotional or mental; monetary. Since the driving force here in today's world is money. People think more money will give them more happiness. WHY? Because money controls everything. Every goddamn thing today. Money is the alpha and the beta! Money is the God. Money is everything. If you have money. You will be happy. This is the common perception.
And the result? People today are money oriented. Money is everything for them. Leaving families behind, small babies in the hands of creches and nurses rather than your own. Leaving parents, leaving friends leaving everything behind. Some people call it growing up. But some people are actually directed towards money for it. The growing up process costs shit to them. Its all money talks. If you have money, you have better friends, you have bigger contacts, you have more respect, you have more fans. But you may not be more happy. Its just that being satisfied with your status and your realm may be mistaken with being happy.
Its just a misconception that money can buy everything. It cannot buy you the time you did not spend in bringing up your kids ending up in making them spoiled brats, it cannot give you back the time you could not spend with your grandparents before they passed away, it cannot give you back the birthdays, anniversaries you missed because you were off somewhere caressing your job so that you can get more money, it cannot give you back the time you missed, the time of your life. Just because you were after money.
If you find money so powerful. Well, try and buy them back! Try becoming the father you wanted to be. Try getting back the sons you wanted to have, try being the good friend your friends wanted to be! Try being the sane human God wanted you to be! Try cashing back LIFE!
And the result? People today are money oriented. Money is everything for them. Leaving families behind, small babies in the hands of creches and nurses rather than your own. Leaving parents, leaving friends leaving everything behind. Some people call it growing up. But some people are actually directed towards money for it. The growing up process costs shit to them. Its all money talks. If you have money, you have better friends, you have bigger contacts, you have more respect, you have more fans. But you may not be more happy. Its just that being satisfied with your status and your realm may be mistaken with being happy.
Its just a misconception that money can buy everything. It cannot buy you the time you did not spend in bringing up your kids ending up in making them spoiled brats, it cannot give you back the time you could not spend with your grandparents before they passed away, it cannot give you back the birthdays, anniversaries you missed because you were off somewhere caressing your job so that you can get more money, it cannot give you back the time you missed, the time of your life. Just because you were after money.
If you find money so powerful. Well, try and buy them back! Try becoming the father you wanted to be. Try getting back the sons you wanted to have, try being the good friend your friends wanted to be! Try being the sane human God wanted you to be! Try cashing back LIFE!
Monday, July 12, 2010
No Title
Finally Spain won! SPAIN SPAIN SPAIN! I just cannot imagine the ruckus in Spain right now if the celebrations of the Euro were such a blast! :D
Whatever it was. The matadors came from an unexpected loss to Switzerland. And after that game it was a shady expectation that a team like Spain will win the cup. They rose, they shone and they finally conquered. All big names, big mouths everything shut, everything down the drain. They finally looted all other fans of their expectations and their money. :D
Whatever. I'm blank on what I have to write to keep this shitty blog rolling these days. And I on any cost don't compromise on short posts. Because they seem gay! :\
Whatever. Holidays are really getting boring as my bestest friends are all busy in earning money in their mofo companies. And I'm still waiting for the joining date of my mofo company. Its really boring without them. My best pals. :(
I miss the a wee bit more than I expected. But its a part of life. Infact I miss what I used to call life. because my life is gone. My friends are gone. My extended family is gone. I've never missed anyone more than this in my life.
Music has stopped sounding sweet, sleep has never been such a bore, food is tatseless without expert comments from food critic friends, summers have never been hotter, water is not refreshing, long drives are not interesting, inboxes are empty, metro is shitty, life is shitty. I miss you mates. My best pals. Dying to meet you. But seems like a lost hope as of now. Everything is so bland.
Hope to be with you guys soon. Peace. :)
Whatever it was. The matadors came from an unexpected loss to Switzerland. And after that game it was a shady expectation that a team like Spain will win the cup. They rose, they shone and they finally conquered. All big names, big mouths everything shut, everything down the drain. They finally looted all other fans of their expectations and their money. :D
Whatever. I'm blank on what I have to write to keep this shitty blog rolling these days. And I on any cost don't compromise on short posts. Because they seem gay! :\
Whatever. Holidays are really getting boring as my bestest friends are all busy in earning money in their mofo companies. And I'm still waiting for the joining date of my mofo company. Its really boring without them. My best pals. :(
I miss the a wee bit more than I expected. But its a part of life. Infact I miss what I used to call life. because my life is gone. My friends are gone. My extended family is gone. I've never missed anyone more than this in my life.
Music has stopped sounding sweet, sleep has never been such a bore, food is tatseless without expert comments from food critic friends, summers have never been hotter, water is not refreshing, long drives are not interesting, inboxes are empty, metro is shitty, life is shitty. I miss you mates. My best pals. Dying to meet you. But seems like a lost hope as of now. Everything is so bland.
Hope to be with you guys soon. Peace. :)
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Music..♫
Elixir of life. Omnipresent. It is something which is a part of a person's daily life. A person's daily routine. A person's life in totality. WTF. I mentioned it already! (Read as elixir :\)
I'm blank. Ok wait. Ok. No wait. Fuck. WTF. Whatever. Music, as we were talking about, is not about a person sitting behind the microphone, a long haired long bearded guitarist tearing apart his axe or a drummer beating the hell out of the skin and brass in front of him. Music is something which is present everywhere. From the rustling of leaves in the morning to the chirping of birds, from the funny sound of a DTC bus engine and its breaks to the screeching of a metro train. Its just that we need to recognize it. The sound of nature, the sound of man. The sound of everything we come across. That is music.
Just combine. Just recollect. Just reconcile what you hear. Because its in you. Flowing through you. Why? Because you are accustomed to hearing it every morning, waking up to it, Walking into it, Sleeping into it, sweating over it. Its everywhere. Its not what your iTunes, WMP, Winamp or whatever crackhead player you have.
Ok what I meant with the shit I wrote is that we don't listen to music, we live music. We don't hear it, we live in it, step on it, play with it, dance to it, eat it and God knows whatsoever.
What you hear is music, which you hear to pass your time, music you hear to divert your attention, to help you relax. That is a part of music. Not music.
Justification: If we don't live music, how do you think a Deaf and mute person like Beethoven could create what they say the best music ever? Just imagine. Close your ears tight. Try and make music. What comes to your mind? Try not to concentrate. Relax. hear it. You'll hear the sound of the bus you travel on, the dog's bark you love, the squeak of the squirrel, the treadmill you run on. That is what comes.
WHY?
Because music is a part of what you live. Its a part of what you are. Its a part of what you want to be. Its a part of what you are everyday. Its a part of your life. :)
What songs you listen to, don't decide what you are. The life you listen to, decides what music you love. Never judge people on what they listen. Judge people by what they live. Because thats what real music is about!
On that note. Listen to whatever you love. Whatever you like, whatever you come across. Its a part of you. Its inside you. Let the music come out and flow through you. :)
I'm blank. Ok wait. Ok. No wait. Fuck. WTF. Whatever. Music, as we were talking about, is not about a person sitting behind the microphone, a long haired long bearded guitarist tearing apart his axe or a drummer beating the hell out of the skin and brass in front of him. Music is something which is present everywhere. From the rustling of leaves in the morning to the chirping of birds, from the funny sound of a DTC bus engine and its breaks to the screeching of a metro train. Its just that we need to recognize it. The sound of nature, the sound of man. The sound of everything we come across. That is music.
Just combine. Just recollect. Just reconcile what you hear. Because its in you. Flowing through you. Why? Because you are accustomed to hearing it every morning, waking up to it, Walking into it, Sleeping into it, sweating over it. Its everywhere. Its not what your iTunes, WMP, Winamp or whatever crackhead player you have.
Ok what I meant with the shit I wrote is that we don't listen to music, we live music. We don't hear it, we live in it, step on it, play with it, dance to it, eat it and God knows whatsoever.
What you hear is music, which you hear to pass your time, music you hear to divert your attention, to help you relax. That is a part of music. Not music.
Justification: If we don't live music, how do you think a Deaf and mute person like Beethoven could create what they say the best music ever? Just imagine. Close your ears tight. Try and make music. What comes to your mind? Try not to concentrate. Relax. hear it. You'll hear the sound of the bus you travel on, the dog's bark you love, the squeak of the squirrel, the treadmill you run on. That is what comes.
WHY?
Because music is a part of what you live. Its a part of what you are. Its a part of what you want to be. Its a part of what you are everyday. Its a part of your life. :)
What songs you listen to, don't decide what you are. The life you listen to, decides what music you love. Never judge people on what they listen. Judge people by what they live. Because thats what real music is about!
On that note. Listen to whatever you love. Whatever you like, whatever you come across. Its a part of you. Its inside you. Let the music come out and flow through you. :)
Different strokes
Anarchy. Total anarchy, confusion, total confusion. This is what is going on in our nation today. I don't think in the faintest of my memories there has been a week, or a day even which the government has not spent fucking their brains about how to tackle it! If something gets better, there's something waiting to get worse!
My sympathies.
We are a country with diversity in everything. In problems as well. From price rise to queer rights, from rains to droughts, from various epidemics to the terrorism epidemic. Problems have bitten our nation by the sharpest of its teeth. RAWR! :D
And by being just a normal citizen, curbed from rising, curbed from freedom of standing up for what you want. We finally turn to the job which is the least demanding and requires the least amount of pain to express what we have deep within. The sudden urge to be a responsible citizen, the pale of water to quench our thirsts of satisfaction. yes. Satisfying our poor selves. That is what we do. We write, we criticize, we blame, point fingers, WHY? Just to satisfy ourselves and our short lasting sense of Indian-ness and responsible citizenship.
Poseurs. :D
Its the same story everywhere. The most frustrated one is the most acclaimed one. Like I'm going to be(HA!). R.I.P.
Its a time where the motives are driven by satisfaction and not by need. A time driven by consumerism. We work till we are satisfied with what we do. The day we are satisfied, we are done with. We don't see the need, or the motive behind. Its just our own. Very own self-satisfaction. But the point we always forget is that satisfaction is never the same as need. We always end up, under-working or over-working. And that too directed towards our motive. Not towards the motive of working.
Wrong approach. Anyway. Who am I to tell. I'm just another frustrated preacher; isn't. Yea right. But its just human nature. I do the same. Work for my satisfaction. Not work for my need. Because I know I'll end up writing this, because it satisfies me. Whether it is needed or not.
Moral of the story: Nothing. Its just an insight. Nothing new. Nothing different.
My sympathies.
We are a country with diversity in everything. In problems as well. From price rise to queer rights, from rains to droughts, from various epidemics to the terrorism epidemic. Problems have bitten our nation by the sharpest of its teeth. RAWR! :D
And by being just a normal citizen, curbed from rising, curbed from freedom of standing up for what you want. We finally turn to the job which is the least demanding and requires the least amount of pain to express what we have deep within. The sudden urge to be a responsible citizen, the pale of water to quench our thirsts of satisfaction. yes. Satisfying our poor selves. That is what we do. We write, we criticize, we blame, point fingers, WHY? Just to satisfy ourselves and our short lasting sense of Indian-ness and responsible citizenship.
Poseurs. :D
Its the same story everywhere. The most frustrated one is the most acclaimed one. Like I'm going to be(HA!). R.I.P.
Its a time where the motives are driven by satisfaction and not by need. A time driven by consumerism. We work till we are satisfied with what we do. The day we are satisfied, we are done with. We don't see the need, or the motive behind. Its just our own. Very own self-satisfaction. But the point we always forget is that satisfaction is never the same as need. We always end up, under-working or over-working. And that too directed towards our motive. Not towards the motive of working.
Wrong approach. Anyway. Who am I to tell. I'm just another frustrated preacher; isn't. Yea right. But its just human nature. I do the same. Work for my satisfaction. Not work for my need. Because I know I'll end up writing this, because it satisfies me. Whether it is needed or not.
Moral of the story: Nothing. Its just an insight. Nothing new. Nothing different.
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