Blessed with a baby Boy !

Last month we are blessed with a Baby Boy !
Both mother and baby are doing fine.

I am alive!!

Yes I am alive

I guess, busy balancing work and married life.

"I am better than you" vs "You are worse than me"

When you are away from your home, for considerably long period of time, I think, you think of the home, a lot.
That has been happening with me too, it seems. I have been thinking, about my home, my country... I think, it is also natural to compare it with the present place that I am living. And I have been thinking about what is missing and because of which we are not there where we could have been or everyone of us dreams about, may not say it out loud.

The fundamental difference, that I can think of, is the fact that we Indian have divided ourselves into so many categories based on caste, language, region and we keep on playing the game of "You are Worse than me" game with each other.

The first thought that may come in your mind might be "NO" we do not do that. What are you talking about ?
I am sure you must have come across some bengali, who strongly believe that they are "culturally superior" to all other Indians. All punjabis think that they are "the heart" of country. Many tamils just "refuses to accept" Hindi as country's national language and there are much more examples like that.

We DO NOT say "I am better than others", we say "everybody else is worse than me".
Over generations, we are so accustomed to think like that. This is so automatic and accepted way of being that we do not even realize.

There is a very minor difference when you say the two things. At first glance they may seem to be the same. But there is a huge difference in their impact.
It is very natural for two human beings or two communities to compare with each other. There is nothing wrong or bad about that.

Saying you are worse than me, opens a back-door, it gives me reasons to slack and point fingers on others. I will always find someone, who is worse than me and will give me a temporary relief like releasing hot gas. I may not have to work on making things better or creating a future of fulfilment.

But when I say I am better than you, I will have to make sure that I am better in the present. And I will create a future that this is always going to be that way. I will work hard and in-turn every one in the community, city, state and country will evolve.

Raising the Bar...

I read it on Kapil Gupta's blog "If you lose, don't give up. If you win, raise the bar."
Last weekend I raised the bar for myself.
I have been practising in the Golf driving range, for last couple of weeks now.
I thought, this is time to raise the bar for myself and I went to Golf course with three golfers.

I always thought that golf is an easy game, you hit the ball, walk up to it, then hit again. During this time have chat with friends.
But my first day experience is totally different. For all 18 holes and more than 4 hrs, I was always running and chasing the ball.
Whenever I hit the ball, it was going in some different direction than what I intended and somehow the trees and sand attracted my golf balls a lot.
Once I completed par 3 hole in 2 hits and most of the time I didn't completed par 3-4 in 7-8 hits. (Par x for any hole, is a parameter for no of hits that an average player will take to finish)

I realised that "Raising the Bar" is not going to be a comfort zone.
Life will present more challenges.
Idea is to choose them all, get at ease with these new challenges and have fun.

My First Skydiving from 13,000 Feet

Jan, 27, 2007, 11:45 AM: A bright sunny day. I got down from my car in snohomish valley. It took a 30 mile drive to come here. Pretty relaxed drive but I wasn’t relaxed. Was tense and asking myself if I was sure I wanted to be at this place. As much as there was excitement and anxiety, there was fear and uneasiness of what the next hour or more would get me into.

With the force that got me till there at the very first place and another that kept saying to me there is no turning back, took a deep breadth... one that is supposed to releases the tension... and stepped inside the small building.

The receptionists, after knowing my errand handed me some paperwork to be filled up. She also played a video so that I gained more knowledge on the tech and non-tech of what and how I was going to do. (She was beautiful... but there were other things occupying my mind!)

Moving my pen on the paperwork, signing here and there, going thru the material spent some 15 minutes or so filling up all that was needed and also listening to (and glancing at times at) the video. Some of the writings on that somewhat lengthy paperwork was scary. It easily forced me to think if I should walk out of the place and head back to my cozy bed. I need to go to the restroom. And why are my hands and feet cold.

Finally handed the paperwork to the receptionist ... And of course nothing works without the bucks! Was asked to wait for half an hour or so. While glancing thru the spectacular pictures in the hallway, remembered I hadn’t eaten anything since morning. I spend the next hour in eating/smoking and some worthy time in the restroom.

It was time!... A man called us inside another room... briefing time!
First thing he asked was to ease out, smile... have fun... O yes... tell me about it... boohoo... chill out... took some long breaths inside. Phew!!!

Got inside a queer suit and waited for some others who were doing the same.
Good... I wasn’t alone. We all were walked to the place that couldn’t be closer to the action!... that was it... no turning back now... there was I... standing on the airstrip with the plane with its engines roaring... and a low door open and asking me to get my ass in. So I finally AM going to... SKYDIVE!!! O my Godddd!!!

Felt like pinching myself if it was really happening. Soon found myself inside the plane with my back towards my instructor. The introduction to skydiving is this Tandem jump I was going for which required me to be bound with my instructor who would do all the steering. Looked out of the window where a group of people were practicing their formation that they would go for once in the sky. Like some dance moves, they kept practicing.

The plane was small, had to bend low to stand, and occupied some 12 people sitting huddled together back to back on the soft floor. Soon the space was packed and the door closed... all the people inside were so excited... some cameras started rolling and all our hands went forward with that 'V' in excitement... aaaaaa!!... the plane was soon lifted off from the ground.

We continued gaining height... people cracking jokes and singing songs... (right noe ask me for a song and I would come with something like... O lord... holy be thy name!!)
The view was spectacular... the surf down below got smaller and smaller... and in some time we crossed 6,500 feet, my instructor tols me we are half way thru... aaaAAA! Our jump had to take place somewhat around 13 K… he asked me if I am as nervous as he is,.. well... do I look like I need some humor here !!!!!
I was thinking of asking if I can pay him more to take me safely, in the plane, back to my comfort zone.

At 13+ K feet, the plane leveled... finally... this is it… definitely no going back now…
... get set!!! aaaAAA... My instructor harnessed me tight with him as we both knelt down... door opened... aaaAAAA... the door was slided up to let in the cold air in... aaaAAA... And... ohhhh Nooo!... the green light... No idea what my heartbeat was... I was breathing hard... strange feelings running all over... One... two... three... people started flying out of the door... it wasn’t long when I found myself... at the door steps... memorized the instructions... there were only 3-4 to remember though... oh no... what am I doing... can I have some time... oh... ok... I had some time... the plane was turning... and we were the last ones... all the other were probably shouting like hell... With my eyes wide open I kept staring at the land below... faaaarrrr below... heart still beating... good ... mouth wide open too... it wasn’t long for the plane to level again.... ooooo shitttt!... and... I was asked to lift up my feet... and in it wasn’t long when......... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! ...

Strong cold winds hit me... my heart stopped... why wouldnt it... hollyyyyyyyyy #@$@%... eyes couldnt widen much... there was I, facing the winds with all the thrill that could be offered... Terminal Velocity... 120 mph AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

After some time (don’t know how much)... I was in senses... and though was dropping down like a stone, all the tension was gone... and I was enjoying the view from those 11-12 K feet... WOW!!... and smiling real hard… I realized this is life, happening right now and I have two choices, be scared or face the fear and have FUN... I choose to have FUN... my instructor started turning one way or another ... giving me those momentary thrills I soon started yearning for... plus giving me the view from all angles...

It was cold too... and I realized I had my mouth open all the while... gasping... :)

Now I had my arms wide open... falling freely... like those eagles seemed to do... but the land didn’t seem to come closer...Great!!! who wanted it to come anyway!!

Hated time to pass by... it should come to a standstill... far down there was the water cherishing half of my view and patterns of land on the other half...

After all of that... there was more to come... To my disappointment, I saw my instructor's hand come out and slowly count... 3, 2... and 1
There came a jerk and I blessed the nylon threads that held me to my instructor... it was too late to look for loosened up stitches on the jacket... my heart stooped once again till after sometime when we came to a stable drag... wowowowo!

There was I, now dangling from the parachute with my feet... hanging helplessly! land still far below... Now we were audible to each other...

Now it was time for some fun with the parachute, again that rush of thrill when he swayed one way or other , or when he increased/decreased the drag ...
Time to get some fundas in air while we came down and down and down ... making loops small and big... I steered to the landing area... the view still unbelievingly spectacular... soon the cars on the highway were visible and so were people who had just landed ahead of us... and wo... some idea of the speed ... we were still pretty fast ... hello!!!

Came to our final straight decent and... wait a second... if we went at this speed and hit the ground... how many bones do I have?? ... oh! shucks... this is undoubtedly seemed to be the toughest part... the land moved fast towards us... hey hey hey... As was instructed, I straightened my legs forward... and then at what seemed to be the perfect timing, the instructor pulled the cords and with max drag... we just smoothly touched... mother earth... Phew!!! ... Damn great!
All it felt on my cold feet was as if I had jumped like from... lets say... 1 feet... ;)

Awesome!! Shouted out loud... deliberately this time ;)... And as I unbuckled and let some blood supply to... wherever it needed to go... (lotsa places I guess)... I just felt SOOO delighted... and light and.... what not... just Great!!! wowowo!

That was 'The jump' of my life... o shucks!... do I want to stop here?!!!
All this was an attempt to put the inexplicable in words! But ... yoohoo! I did it. I survived !!!

To watch the video on YouTube, Click here Or here it is:


This post is inspired by my dear friend Jaatu, who did it few yrs back.

It is snowing in seattle !!

Trying my hands at Golf !!

"In golf, you get to think about what you're doing for much too long.
Thinking strangles the soul and suffocates the mind." -Taken from Golf for Dummies

All I Need To Know About Life, I Learned From Motorcycling

As much as many small brained people may claim otherwise, motorcyclists are human, to varying degrees of course.
And, like all humans, we develop a philosophy of life and basic values, many of these being shaped by our lifestyle of riding motorcycles.
Having talked to a good many motorcyclists, we've found a variety of basic life philosophies that have been shaped by the pursuit of motorcycling. The more repeatable of these are listed, without prejudice, below:
- Wear out - don't crash out, or rust out.
- Make your mark on the world - but not on the wife's carpet!
- Only put your foot down when you really need to.
- Lie on your back and look up at the stars - unless you are riding your motorcycle at the time.

This is a long post to read them all, click here

How much for the blog ?

My blog is worth $1,693.62.
How much is your blog worth?

A feel good factor: virtual money ;D

Challenge and poetry

A insightful read from Manas Garg's blog:
Challenge and poetry

What kind of athiest are you?

Interesting Article

Times of India: H-1B visa holders paid less than Americans
Another thingi happened, recently I got to know that I am working for India's top 20 employer.
It is funny. With money you can buy any thing. Or make anyone say anything for you.
I have really started questioning the authenticity of these magazines and their claims.

Interesting Blog on Appraisals

Interesting Blog on Appraisals Click here >>

My first Bike in USA

It is Suzuki Intruder - 1400cc

On changing the world ...

Had a long discussion with a friend, last night, about how things are getting done in our present company, and our last few companies. And he is totally resigned if anything good is going to happen in near future.
He is of the opinion that one should be a ruler/dictator to be able to implement the ideas. Or else there is no point in raising your opinion.

Normally I see people at workplace and around, complaining about the way things are moving and are being done. I have heard lot of people saying that nothing can happen to my present work conditions, nobody listens in the system. And the most frequent "Is desh ka kuch nahin ho sakta !!", translated "nothing can happen in this country, It will remain they way it is!!". Either learn to live with it or leave.
And eventually we do resign from our situations, some after few fights, that they keep on referring to for rest of the eternity.

You cannot just go out there and start blabbering your brilliant ideas. I understand they must be good and revolutionary. And if implemented will create miraculous results, for everyone.
But dont be surprised if no body is listening.

I am a fan of Lata Mageshkar and I love listening to Kishore Kumar's songs. But when they started working in the industry they didn't started singing what they are famous for. Kishore didnt sang "Ina meena Dika" as his first song, initially Lata sang in nasal voice similar to Suraiya and Shamshad begam, what was popular and in-demand of the time.
Imagine Kishore kumar singing "Udlai dudlai doo" next to legendry K. L. Sehgal s "Jab dil hi tuut gaya. . ." on Cibaca sangeet mala. Majority of people, at that time, may have out rightly rejected it. And the new art of singing song must have lost in time.
They accepted the challenge, learned and mastered the way things were being done. And then Kishore showed that songs are just not about melody, lyrics or pain. He showed that you can have another emotion/ras "FUN" while singing and listening to songs. I think he was one who did most of the experiments with his voice, style and sang for most number of film actors. Lata showed magic of her voice, that the country is still spelled with, for last more than 40 years.

In my opinion, instead of resisting the present conditions, that you are facing, accept them the way they are. I am not asking to agree with them and definitely do not let them be the way they are. Just accept them that "this is it", for the time being.
Now start working on your ideas, you will find right ways and right people to put forward your suggestions and work-on with. And more importantly, do have fun and enjoy the process.

Caution: Do Not get too comfortable with the system s way or you may become "One of them".

Woh kagaaz ki kashti.....

Lets go back in time...
When gulli-danda and kanche (marbles) were more popular than cricket...
When we always had friends to play aais-paais (I Spy), chhupan-chhepai and pitthoo anytime...
When we desperately waited for 'yeh jo hai jindagi'
When chitrahaar, vikram-baitaal, dada daadi ki kahaniyaan were so fulfilling... When there was just one TV in every five houses

When bisleris were not sold in the trains and we were worrying if Papa will get back into the train in time or not when he was getting down at stations to fill up the water bottle...

When we were going to bed by 9.00pm sharp except for the 'yeh jo hai jindagi' day...
When Holis & Diwalis meant mostly hand-made pakwaans and sweets and moms seeking our help while preparing them ...
When Maths teachers were not worried of our mummys and papas while slapping/beating us...
When we were exchanging comics and stamps and chacha-chaudaris and billus were our heroes...
When we were in nanihaals every summer and loved flying kites and plucking and eating unripe mangoes and leechis...
When one movie every Sunday evening on television was more than asked for and 'ek do teen chaar' and 'Rajni' inspired us ...

When 50 paisa meant at least 10 toffees...
When left over pages of the last year's notebooks were used for rough work or even fair work...
When 'chelpark' and 'natraaj' were encouraged against 'Reynolds and family'...
When the first rain meant getting drenched and playing in water and mud and making 'kaagaz ki kashtis'...
When there were no phones to tell friends that we will be at their homes at six in the evening...

When our parents always had 15 paise blue colored 'antardesis' and 5 paise machli wale stamps at home ...
When we were not seeing patakhes on Diwalis and gulaals on Holis as air and noise polluting or allergic agents...
The list can be endless...

When we were using our hearts more than our brains, even for scientifically brainy activities like 'thinking' and 'deciding'...
When we were crying and laughing more often, more openly and more sincerely...

When we were enjoying our present more than worrying about our future...
When being emotional was not synonymous to being weak ...
When sharing worries and happinesses didnt mean getting vulnerable to the listener...
When blacks and whites were the favourite colors instead of greys...

When journeys also were important and not just the destinations...
When life was a passenger's sleeper giving enough time and opportunity to enjoy the sceneries from its open and transparent glass windows instead of some superfast's second ac with its curtained, closed and dark windows...

I really miss ... do u?

Seattle Khabarnama Yr-1 Vol-1

After almost 30 hours of wait and 3 flights I have reached Seattle in one piece & I think, in sanity.

It felt real good when Sandhya, Rakhshanda & Sameer gave me a visit at my home. Got calls from lot of friends, wishing me good luck just before the trip.
And the best was that Manuj, Sumit and Sadanand planned their day such that they can drop me off to airport at 5 in the morning (I think they wanted to make sure that this time I am really going ;D). Thanks! It means a lot to me.
It made my belief stronger that "Good friends are the best investment".

Just before the trip Sumit and Manuj wished that in all my flights I'll get to sit next to girls and surprizing, it came true. Only thing they missed while wishing was the age range. I got to sit next to 50+ old girls in all the flights ... bahut na-insaafi hai ...
So next time if u wish for something, be specific, because HE likes to play with words and find loop holes, especially in my case.

42 hrs 910 kms round trip ... Awesome riding experience

This weekend we had the most amazing ride.
Imagine 25 Crazy Enfield machines, 26 Crazy Bikers crusing through NH-8 from Gurgaon to Jaipur, Ajmer to Pushkar. Everyone on the way, made way for us.
Although I am riding solo and/or with friends for last 2 years now, this was my first ride with the "Royal Beast" Bullet Club.

Day1 12th November 2005:
4:30 AM: Alarm buzzing, Society Guard (as instructed before going to sleep) desperately Ringing my Door Bell, Sadanand calling my mobile to wake me up.
I woke up and said to myself "It is too cold out there. I must be crazy to do this. I have slept at 2:30 last night and there is no way I can wake up at this time." So I reset the alarm for 5:30, shove away the guard and went back to the comfortable dream world.
5:30 AM Alarm again woke me up. I knew, it is Now or never. I remembered the saying "If you really want to reach heights and go a long way, overcome your reasons."
6:00 AM I was standing right in front of my bike, stuff packed up, ready to leave.
Location Sec-82, NOIDA. Odometer reading 44904.2

6:40 AM reached IFFCO Chock, Gurgaon. 20 other Club members, all packed up with biking gear, were having their Morning tea. Each bike and the biker had their own individuality. Most of the members are riding for 4-5 years now
In last 2-3 years, I have done many rides but something inside me was saying that this is going to be a different experience.
6:50 AM Everyone started their bikes. The roaring sound of 25 Royal enfields was good enough to wake everyone up in the vicinity of few kms. It was an early warning for the stampede that was on its way.

7:05 AM The Ride started. It was chilling, not just because of the cold wind, but also with the experience of riding with some of the finest riders of the town. Being early saturday morning, there was very less traffic on Delhi-Jaipur Highway. All of us were crusing at around 70 kmph.
8:10 AM Short break for 20-30 minutes, took few photographs.
9:15 AM Breakfast time. We stopped at a road side-dhaba, ordered 27 Chai (I had 2 cups) and snacks to start with, then 80 Aalu+Gobhi+Muuli paranthas with butter+dahi, then again chai. Dhabawala was astonished to see so many riders at one time and as he was not prepared for it, he actually took more than 2 hrs to prepare food.
11:30 AM We started our journey again, by this time sun was shining bright on the sky and it was warm. Since ride was long and everyone has their own riding style, we eventually broke into groups of 2-6.
Delhi-Jaipur Highway NH-8 is very good (that is, once you manage to cross Manesar), but Highway after Jaipur-bypass to Ajmer is too too good. It is paradise for every rider. More than 100 kms, 6 lanes, with shoulder and believe me NO TRAFFIC. I donot remember using my brakes, except for when we stopped for a break.

4:30 PM Ajmer was just 30 kms away and I got a flat tyre. Sadanand was riding just behind me. We stopped inquired the local passersby about the puncture mechanic and we found out nearest one was half a km away. Parked the bike on the road-side, took the flat tyre out. I holded the type over my shoulders, sat on the Bag on Sada's bike, as we were not in a mood to untie it. It was another kind of adventure.
5:30 PM and 3 chai down, puncture fixed, ready to start again.
6:00 PM by the time me and Sada reached Ajmer, the city had already experienced the Thumping beats of Bullets. Everyone was looking stunned. They actually guided us to hotel the entire gang was staying. All I asked them was "which direction bikes went."
6:30 PM checked in the hotel. Had a talk and plan update with the gang.
8:15 PM started for Pushkar ride.

I can't believe it, I wrote this long and still I am not half way through ... I'll write more on this.

Why do people relate to you differently when your life is goofed up !!

Yep ! I have seen that change.
5 years back I made a choice, convinced everyone for the same and all these years I tried to live up to whatever it takes to make that work. But in the end it didn't worked out. Big deal !
Now people in my life, are after my life to take decisions for me. They keep on telling me what to do and what not to.
All I want to say to them is "Hey, Just Relax! Take a Chill Pill !"
I am doing good.
Life main akal thodi ser se aayi.... par Koi Ni...
I have got just one life and I want to be on the driver's seat.
It may be true that, rightnow, I do not know where I am headed towards, I may not be aware of the way ahead, but eventually I will find that out.
I will find the reason for my existence on this planet. Give me time and space.

Just Chill !!

What to answer ...

Recently a friend of mine send me this forwarded mail with following pic
It shows a answers sheet of a student.

If I would have been this person's teacher I would have given him some marks.
What do you say !
I think it is a mistake from teacher's part also, as the Question is not very clear, in terms of requirements.
I agree, people with the same context or background will understand and respond with calculations and the value of 'x' in cms.
But are they teaching students to think in a certain way also !!

Vacationing on a Motorcycle

You see things vacationing on a motorcycle in a way that is completely different from any other.
In a car you're always in a compartment, and because you're used to it you don't realize that through that car window everything you see is just more TV. You're a passive observer and it is all moving by you boringly in a frame.

On a Motorcycle the frame is gone. You're completely in contact with it all. You're in the scene, not just watching it anymore, and the sense of presence is overwhelming. That concrete whizzing by five inches below your foot is the real thing, the same stuff you walk on, it's right there, so blurred you can't focus on it, yet you can put your foot down and touch it anytime, and the whole thing, the whole experience, is never removed from immediate consciousness ...
- taken from Zen and The Art of Motorcycle Maintenance

Planning to join HR ...

Now-a-days I donot feel like working, at all.
For few weeks (may be months now), I have been thinking of changing my field from I.T. to 'something else'.
Enough of this ever-changing technology and keeping pace with it. End of the month, what you get - few peanuts.

Reality Check
But I have realised, over the years, that I am not very good at 'something else'. Not very talented in Music (no comments on my singing talent), Sports (always provided 'outstanding' contribution to our teams), Arts (somehow managed to pass in arts classes in my school days).

Objective
I just want to earn, good & regular, money - with minimum effort.
I also want recognition and importance - from people and system.
I want people to salute me and try to impress me - all the time.

Options into consideration
- join Politics
- Human Resource (popularly known as HR)
- Loot a bank, put money in some scheme
- Marry a billionaire (girl)

Conclusion
With all the input & output parameters, I think HR will be ideal (I didn't say idle) career choice.
Everything else in this option seems to be fine. But there is just one worry, I'll have to stop using my brain.

Let see, does any one know any good school in INDIA/US for HR degree.

Success ...

Success is relative
More the success, more the relatives (& friends).

Let's introduce an appraisal process, for HIM ...

Had a discussion with chow on my previous post.
Chow: "oye...oopar wala has his hands fulll....with 7 billion dors to handle"

My response: "I don't think so ...."
"May be HE is just sleeping up there.
Like what we do, when we have too much to handle, go to sleep.
Things are self sustaining.
If they are not in order right now, they will be, eventually.
Even, if they do not, it is also fine.
HE doesn't have to go through appraisal process."

Babu Moshai...

Zindagi aur Maut, Upar wale ke haath hai Jahanpanah...
Hum Sab rang Manch ki Katputliyan hain...
Jinke Dor Upar wale ke haath main hai...
Kaun Kab Kaise Uthega...
Yeh Koi nahin Baata sakta.
Ha Ha Ha !

... aise hi yaad aa gaya tha ...

Can I sue INDIAN Court ?

I have a pending case with a court.
Everything is settled, in past 'n' number of hearing (where 'n' is a high number). Court was supposed to give its final orders on 04 of July.
Then our dear Mr Judge went on leave for 15 days. Uptill 18 of July.
Today, he again applied for extension for 4 days, so now the judgement is postponed till 25 of July.
Why is this delay ? What for ?
Can I sue the court for delaying, mental trauma, going to court & waiting for judge to appear from his vacation ?
Should they not have a backup or some delivery date and do night-out to meet their deadlines.
No wonder cases in the indian courts goes on for 15-20 years !

What if you Board a wrong train ...

You went to the station, all prepared and ready to start a new journey.
You had all the creative ideas & plans for the way and dreams about the destination.
You checked the train name, number etc. There were other choices also available, but you boarded this train.
Initially everything was fine, and then u realize that u have boarded a wrong train ( ... and train has already left the station).

Now what !

First intuition is to Jump out of the running train, asap.
I think this won't be a very good idea as you may land up no-where, probably get hurt too and you won't get next train very easily. You may have to walk a long distance.

Second approach:
Start running in the opposite direction. Fight with the train-driver, co-passengers, "the system" and GOD in general.
This approach will also not take you anywhere, because you are still in the train. You are going in the wrong direction. And probably not happy.

Third approach:
Sit back and Relax for few minutes. See outside the window, you may like it. Make friends on the way.
Talk to people where the train is going.
Look for a major station where you may find the train to your original destination. (Of course going back to the starting station and then taking the train may not be a good idea.)
Plan the journey up till that point. If possible book your tickets en-route, via mobile or through some friends etc.
Pack your bags, as soon you see your station get down, if required jump.
No going senti & mental for the train.

Third approach is what I have always believed in, up till now. And it has always worked for me.

My Dilemma:
What if the driver and the passengers DO NOT KNOW where the train is headed.
Everything is a CHAOS. People are either jumping out or fighting.
Some are pretty much relaxed, as they have given up. They have forgotten there original destination or have started thinking that going nowhere, for years now, is also fine.

Probability theory says that there is a finite possibility that this train might reach my original destination at some point of time.

What to do now ?

First Day of the Month ...

Khush hai jamana ...
aaj pehli tarikh hai ...
Pehli tarikh hai ji, pehli tarikh hai ...

In punni bhai's words "I am addicted to my salary. It works like a drug dose. For next one month I'll be numb enough to think about anything else."

Happy Monsoon ...

Oeeee hoeee
Ae baarish zara tham ke baras
Mera Yaar aaye to Jam ke baras
Pahle na baras ki wo aa na sake
fir itna baras ki wo jaa na sake

Galib ne kaha hai....

Har kisi ko Mukammal Jahan nahin milta !
Kisi ko Bahut, kisi ko koi KAAM nahin milta !!

Independence Day is approaching.....

I am wondering why do we celebrate independence day every year.
Is it to remember, every year, that this particular day we got independence ? Or
Is it to remind ourselves that few days/years back we were "gulams", now we are not. So let's enjoy and do not repeat the mistakes !
I am also wondering how does the other party (so called ruler or dominant) remember the day ? Or Do they just forget about it !
What effect does it have on them ?

If u feel something about it let me know !
Whatever it is, I'll still be happy and celebrate my independence day !!

Expectations !

They say "Expectations are the cause of all miseries in Life !"
I agree with that statement.
Whenever "you" ( should say "I", but at this point, I am not willing to take responsibility, so I am pointing finger at someone else :D ).
Let me start again.
Whenever you have expectations and they are not fulfilled, you experience lack of power and self expression. These expectations can be from anyone: parents, friends, spouse, peer, employer, movies, society, city, country (and list goes on... ).
These expectations are the real cause of suffering.

Donot get me wrong. In any way I am not saying expectaions are bad or you should not have expectaions. In my opinion, without these expectations Life will be mechanical, boring and it's uncertainity will be lost.
All I am saying is, if your expectaions are not fulfilled, donot go in the tunnel of suffering. Be clear that since your expectations were not fulfilled that's why this suffering. Now you will have power back within you to set some more expectations.
and move on...

One important thing I'd like to mentions here.
Sometimes the nature of relationship define these expectations, e.g. friends, marriage, employer-employee etc.
It will always be a good idea to let the other person/party know that these are your expectations. So that both of you are aware of them. And expectations are set right.

If they are still not fulfilled, in significant number of occasions, I'll suggest "let go" either having expectations or that relationship.

That's the way life works!

Back from Nainital...

I am back from nainital... Trip was wonderful... bumpy ride on UP roads, uttranchal is too beautiful and roads are much better than UP. I'll upload the photos in few days.

I have one question in mind !
Why does it always happen, when u are on a chutti and busy enjoying... Boss call up and asks "When are u coming back!"   "Some important stuff needs to be work on."
Although for last 2 months nobody has thought about it.

Is it just Murphy's Law !

What am I doing !

This is the question that is bugging me constantly for past few weeks. I think it is few months now.

Reality

Reality is an illusion, caused by Alcohol deficiency

Today

Today is the first day of rest of my Life

Everybody Says I am Fine

You define, what is fine, every fine day.

Delhi-Manali Bike Trip

There is only one word for the trip ... fandu
6 bikes 9 people...1200+ kms round trip

Click here to see the Pictures

Life is a test

And it seems I didn't take very good notes :D