shift again

It happened just three posts back!!!
either the time flies like anything (it does) or one of my company's mission mentions the word 'shuffle' or me is too slow in posting (which is the actual reason)
will be moving to Debari, our new central sales office about 16kms from Udaipur.
when? as per orders 'with immediate effect' that means the next working day. but me buying some time... lets see :)

come wind come rain

one funny dialogue from movie 'Bhool Bhulaiyya' "itna susu tum laate kahaan se ho?"
i ask myself these days daily morning between 9 to 10... "where do you bring all this sweat from?"
its hot and humid here in kolkata... and i enter office dripping the same as i do when i come out after my bath. wet, soaked shirt turns into different colour!
and its not only me... in queue, in metro, in lift, almost all are ditto. it feels as if me is moving in some viscous mix of stench and sweat!
then sometimes, it feels heaven with a slightest breeze of air... metro approaching, door opening, people moving, a bus crossing, lift descending, the fan oooohhh!
end this... send some wind send some rain, will do it myself... come wind come rain, we need you

Dejavu

Dunno exactly whether this is called dejavu or something else... Never really even tried to find out but this feeling for few seconds that 'this' what's going on i've seen before... this happens atleast twice a day... Is it normal? Sometimes for about 20 seconds!

was just trying to help

i regularly check the tyres of my bike for any sharp objects that might have stuck in the rubber and may damage the tube inside while running. have recovered pins, sharp gravels, glass, nail etc.
this morning i parked my bike and just noticed a nail, buried half, in the rear tyre of another bike beside mine. so, with all good intentions, i went and started pulling it out. it was quite thick and used some extra efforts. but i was glad to work to prevent another puncture and a hapless rider!
then, when it was loose enough and about to come out, a faint sssss... sound started. the nail had already punctured the tyre! a late caution thought came up '*stop! this is a tubeless tyre. it won't deflate until the nail is in. leave it. atleast the guy can take it to a punture shop riding. pull the nail out and u'll pull all the air out and he'll be pulling his bike all the way! stop...!' but, as always, it was too late. the piercing had already started hissing and with a very slight tuck, the nail was out. i saw the poor man's bike slowly lowering towards ground, whisling tunelessly. i tried to put back the nasty nail in the hole to plug it but now it wont go in. withing seconds... flat!
no one noticed what i was doing at the rear of a bike in the parking lot. i placed the mighty nail on the seat and... ran for cover!
sorry buddy, was just trying to help!

no name :(

me: i love my bike
h1: why? it doesn't even has an original name!
me: huh?
h1: search google. bike primarily means bicycle or simply cycle
me: i love my motorbike
h1: still no individuality
me: it has another name! motorcycle!
h1: ahemm!
me: #@$%#%~*&~$$$%#%#@ i... i ride a noname thingy :(
h1: worse is how much you have spent on nothing till date

binary sugar cubes

h1: two teabags?
me: less than this, i dont get the taste of tea and its just like hot sugary drink.
h1: ah... i recall, whats that 'sugarubes are binary thing' on ur page?
me: see these sugarcubes. they are either one or none. unless you try and break them and thats not easy.
h1: hmm, my coffee is either too sweet or too plain. they should keep sugar and spoon instead.
me: my tea is just right. i applied the fuzzy logic to the binary cubes!
h1: how?
me: i put in two cubes, stir a little and then pick out one which is half dissolved and throw it out.
h1: cool! but its national wastage you are creating
me: i'll create more of a moral wastage by cursing the cube makers and other people around me after having a very sweet or very bland tea
h1: hmm... hey! then teabags are binary as well (*wink) got you here! ... wait... no, (*sigh) you can soak them as long as you need
me: u have a fuzzy logic but of no use

special day

yesterday my friend said "sunday is father's day". tv channels were showing gifting ideas and bachchan dad and bachchan son. i asked him when's mother's day? he told me.

i remembered something and fetched the newspaper again. there were a few articles telling and talking about child labour. it was 'Anti Child Labour Day'. but i was of no use by then for this day. scanned through tv channels... they are as it is of no use.

prayed after a long time and slept.

good, bad, choice, must do

woke up at 10 in the morning at boss' call... told him won't be coming to work as  doc instructed to rest for a day or two. saw those strange orange balls covered in thin small fluffy white petal like things on the tree outside our window. those were there a year ago as well but i could never see them closely. but now i have a gadget. i took my camera and zoomed in to see what it was. a beautiful orange ball, the surface like a honeycomb and from each groove was coming out a small white petal. felt good, obviously.

searched for some more thing before the sunlight gets hard for good shots and saw this. a crow had just hunted a grey pigeon and was devouring it. i zoomed in, curiously, then felt bad, obviously.

of course i didn't captured it, there was no reason. but then i thought, to get into good photography and while capturing this beautiful world, i'll have to encounter a lot many more of such sights. i cant be selective. i cant escape and have to get used to these. some of these shots i wont keep but some i'll have to preserve. coz those some will be the face of some fact of this world. maybe i wont have choice of what i'll see but i sure will decide of what to remember.

i should have taken the shot of the crow atleast, its movement, its caution. i could have chosen some angle so as to hide the dead pigeon behind the grass or anything while shooting.

have to be less emotional. ...? only for such situations.

papa said...

a task-less mind in a lazy body on this sunday afternoon recalled this...

jan '08, we were having tea and snacks with all other chats at one of my father's friend's place. papa had just told him about my job, earnings, my staying at mumbai and uncle was all praises for me. it seemed as if it was one of the greatest thing for him to meet a guy who's an engineer, MBA and now earning good enough to live in mumbai and gift his dad a swanky mobile phone. it was not that uncle was from some lower middle class family to think this way. he owned a car, a duplex house, all those good interiors etc. but still, meeting me was a muse for him.

his 12 year old boy came down from his room, switched on the tv and fixed himself onto cartoon network and immediately got a scream from his dad "go from here and study. all this time you were playing computer games and now watching cartoons. look at gaurav bhaiyya. he used to study a lot when he was of your age" (don't know how he discovered this) then turned to my dad and said "bhaisaab, i am fed up of him. all day watching tv, or busy in computer games or playing cricket. if not these then he will be doing some mischief or just roaming around with other guys in neighbour. ask once to study and then look at his face, as if we are harassing him! don't know what he will do in days to come." obviously, my presence was adding salt to his frustration.

and then this happened. papa laughed, looked at me and then said to uncle "arre, its his time to play and get involved in all this. let him. all will be fine when he will grow up. look at gaurav now. honestly telling you, he was worse than your child at this age! but today..."

i didn't heard what more he said. i was awed, deaf and speechless... was only staring at papa. all those years and all my deeds zoomed in my mind within seconds. yes, i was spoilt, worse, and being the elder child, my parents were really too worried and many a times hopeless about me. yes, i remember well.

but i did well with their help to make it till here. added to all, i was an example now!

if you are average, you'll take average time to progress. and then you cannot compare your's to the pace of a fast horse. but then maybe, knowingly or unknowingly, your stroll will convert into gallops!

i love my parents most. have to set more examples.

after a while

sure i'll call it 'after a while' only. 27th oct was last, so its around five and a half months. no i don't have time to count it to the week and then the day... a know a guy who always does that and each time i don't appreciate.

though its only a while as per me, a lot many things have happened since... just justifying the pace of happenings. blog was a new muse but i got a newer one. took the courage to buy the camera, the price of which actuated eyebrow raising in whomever hearing it and then to make this very expression even more difficult for them, spent a few grands more on its accessories. umm... one stuff is still due... ehh!

then, two of my bestest buddies got married. i still don't believe it today and neither do they themselves, even though we were all personally present at both ceremonies. i did a better job than the official photographer... sigh!

the biggest event was my younger brother's Passing Out Parade from NDA, Khadakwasla. this one thing i cant describe, sorry. my parents and he flew in an airplane for the first time and i felt proud and bad when papa said thanks to me at the arrivals. i just bought tickets for them which were even cheaper than my camera and for that papa said thanks!

more responsibilities came up in job as few colleagues left. am still in picking-up stage for those responsibilities. immediate boss is a good guy :)

will copy-paste from my latest facebook status... o yes, created a facebook account too! copy-paste: Gaurav was doing 33.6 meters in a second when he finished 10k kms with his Pulsar! lets leave this self-explanatory.

new gadget: iPod classic 80 gb. it is quiet only while charging or updating songs and from 30mins of my falling asleep to about an hour of me waking up. when i told mom i bought one she said "i thought you were already having it! how come you were doing without any songs in your pocket??!!" on orkut they should change it to 'Six things you can't live without'

so... all this while i was not idle, just that i didn't peeped in here!

happiness is...

... waking up at 5 on sunday morning after 3 sleepless nights for a trip to green hills and rains!
... witnessing the skyline change from bricks to trees hanging on the door of local train!
... 7 people stuffed in an auto-rickshaw for an uphill ride!
... counting waterfalls on opposite hill!
... leaving the road to start a trek for the rest of the journey, girls in enthu as well!
... bathing in every waterfall of the same stream uphill!
... holding hands, grabbing legs, pushing, pulling through slippery rocks along the stream!
... pulling a friend, hanging only by your hand, up a fall... like in movies... if the grip goes loose, he drops 7 meters down!
... cuts, bruises, bones hitting rocks, pain... all, courtesy... mother nature!
... wondering, while crossing those tracks, how a train could run on rails just 2 feet wide!
... girls sighing in relief stepping on a flat ground, the road!
... despatching girls with all your lugs in a taxi to the destination and choosing a dangerous up-trek on a straight hill-face with 4 other friends!
... catching a small crab and watch the crustacean wrestle with all its limbs and claws against your fingers, its tiny mouth bubbling!
... grabbing roots of plants, small projections in rocks, searching for the smallest hold or grip when ascending about a 1 km high hill-face!
... turning back, looking down in amazement at the last walkable/drivable path and wondering 'just how did we made it upto this height?'!
... numerous snake holes all around, but not mentioning them to fellow rookie trekkers!
... washing off small squiggly leeches from your arms and legs in stream water!
... exhausting reaching the top, on the road, getting a lift for the rest 2 kms in a swanky luxury cage (i.e. car)!
... (calling a car 'cage' in the above line ;)!
... heavy, very heavy downpour and no shield at hand!
... no mobiles (which are in the lugs with other 6) and no number in mind to contact others!
... clutching a glass of hot tea, sipping it with parle-G in a shanty while you, trees, clouds dripping heavily!
... holding that hot glass in both hands even after the tea is over, not letting a minutest degree of warmth go waste!
... marching in rains, among the trees shouting "angrezo bharat chhodo, inqalaab zindabaad, jai mata di..." on top of your voice!
... finding your lost group in the first restaurant... smart people!
... tea, coffee, (some helping themselves with whiskey pegs), hot aloo parathas to savour and comfort your drenched and shivering bodies!
... rain-water flowing through the restaurant floor!
... setting off for return journey, fudges, paan to start with!
... setting free your short-term pet... that small crab, its small bulb-like eyes wiggling, like saying bye!
... still raining, whats called 'cats and dogs'!
... clouds all around you, visibility shrinking to just 15 steps around you!
... challenging each other to spit-as-far-as-you-can on the roadside!
... the loser challenging others for yet another round of pee-as-far-as-you-can and losing again!
... a friend saying “this is wilderness I saw in movies and read in books”!
... shouting slogans again, this time to ban himesh reshammia and asking him to leave India!
... leaving hills and reaching flats in no time in another cage (a maruti van), having airplane-ear ‘coz of this speedy altitude change!
... cursing railways for train delay!
... standing dangerously close, your nose just 2 feet away from a train passing at about 95 kmph!
... capacity-defying mumbai local!
... a gulp of fresh air and light by cocking your head above the crowd’s shoulders, arms, face etc.!
... getting down from the train and fly-kissing the ground!
... girls commenting that they were comfortable all he way!
... at home!
... hot water bath for a drenched and tired body!
... food and bed!
... a great trip to Matheran!

a year hence a year ago!

yesterday, on 6.6.07 me completed One year of my career.
Me started my first job on 06.06.06... din't knew it before but as per people, it was The Devil's Day! that date with 3 chhakke! couldn't find something relevant on wikipedia tho.

whatever, the year went well, i did fairly well, lots of learnings, experience, people, works, too less holidays/leaves and many rough bumps in the ride in last few months. thats always there with the rest.
am very happy but still have to learn a lot. best thing was my confirmation which as per the company policy was scheduled after one year from joining. quite a long training and probation term. hehe!

and this starts with phenomal increased responsibility from now on and i think am ready for the roll! me wish myself all the best!

just happening... right now... why??

enough of testing craps... lets start something worth...
and what could be better than talking about something 'live', happening right now! what am i doing?? or... why am i not doing what i should!!??

me is sitting here on comp playing with the keys and in the monitor i can see 'her' reflection! no suspense intended, this girl was in the group of 48 Management Trainees, who had their induction in Udaipur at a resort in the outskirts for 9 days from 6th june... just a year back. we were inducted together before joining the Vedanta group.

I've never seen people mixing with each other so very instantaneously as in this period. Within a day, people formed their groups of 5-10 with whom they were comfortable and this girl was in our group of about 10ppl. She is South Indian, knows very less of Hindi.
We all used to go on trips during induction and while in the bus, we sung lots and lots of songs. Now, this girl, with whom i developed close friendship, knew some hindi songs! So i gave her company whenever she tried one and also explained meanings of many other songs which were sung and she couldn't understand! We had nice time with this translation game! She is very composed, confident and sweet!

She is posted at Tuticorin, a small place due south, and has came here in mumbai office today for some assignment. I saw her in the morning but never in eyes and still not even trying to bother her! We do converse on emails but right now, i dont know why i am finding 'fun' in not approaching and talking to her! I know she is leaving after sometime for Kolkata and still me sitting! There is nothing like hesitation or shy or anything and i never had offended her, no ill or 'extra' feeling existed at anytime and we parted friendly, thinking we would never meet again!

Still when she is here, 'Why Am I Not Talking To Her??!!'