The Lost Soul......

Black Veil Chapter-5

2008-09-21T10:45:00.000-07:00

A big shining billboard read “Welcome to Glasgow!”… And a scarred figure was seen moving out from the exit… the figure was adorned with a thick brown furred overcoat.. a hat.. suede Scottish boots .. he was carrying a large travelbag in one hand and the other held his stick… Roger Scott has just arrived in Glasgow….. he went to a nearby phone booth… dialed a no. and put two coins… He came out after 10 odd minutes… called to a nearby cab driver… soon he was moving towards his destination….

“We have arrived, monsieur!”

“Oh! Yes,…. I was a bit asleep. Here is your money. Thanks!”

Scott hopped out and with his luggage entered a building…
The building had a plush green lawn in front, adorned with velvety grass and seasonal flowers… several climbers were hanging from the terrace… sides were blessed with an oval pool… the sun shined his way to Scott eyes thru pool’s glare… the house was a three storey bungalow… the name stone read “ Hastings, Jack”…. The place was well decorated with a shiny tree decorated nearby pool with various tinkling lights.. gifts.. eatables…. He rang the bell…
“Hello! Is Jack home?”
“Welcome Sir! Please be seated, I will inform him.”

A person with a short stature comes in… wearing mooney spectacles and carrying a white beard… he was wearing white shorts topped by a blue t shirt… a cap and a pair of sporties in foot marked his casual attire on the fine day…
The man moved to the couch in front of the one on which Scott was sitting.. the room was a round one well decorated with furniture … the couch was a burly one with a nice mahogany wood to it.. a giant chandelier was hanging from the duplex’s roof…just behind the Scott’s couch was a nice small bar adorned with well brewed scotch and malts.. the classic wines were also available for classic savors… there was a big window nicely arched facing the garden and the tapestry was a perfect natural peep in…. the room spotted a white marbled floor with a heavy carpet on it… the room was decorated with several marble sculptures… Walls were adorned with scenic landscapes and bore a clear testimony to the interest of host in photography and wildlife… some typical artifacts were ornamenting the room standing quietly in the corners….

“Merry Christmas Scott! What a surprise!! “

Black Veil Chapter-4

2008-09-07T10:37:00.000-07:00

Scott stared at the huge figure, bearing a surprised expression on his face. Mastermind’s grey cells were stressing to carve out an escape route. His experienced eye started surveying the room meticulously while talking to Arthur.

“I am really not aware of what you are talking about! Though I heard of this relic being excavated in Ruins of Wafthel. And my knowledge of civilizations failed when you mentioned the Cleyomandarin one, coz I have never heard of anything like it”, said Scott searching the vicinities.

“You think that I am a fool? The Relic was found in Orkney Islands, when you were in the charge. Professor Jack Hastings happened to be there, wasn’t he? We managed to get some pictures of the Relic but we were not able to decipher the Pertadenian script, that’s what you call it, isn’t it Scott??”

“While you came in contact with Hastings, the mysteries and practices of civilization started fascinating you. Unfortunately, we all are marred by same fascination Scott! Tell me what do you know of Secret of Black Veil and how can it be surpassed?”

Scott who was hunting for a rescue route jumped over to the Room Fragrance Can nearby, got hold of it. He pounced on Arthur and atomized the liquid at a sharp angle. The inflammable spray came in contact with the lighting Cigar and Arthur’s cloth was on fire, he dropped the gun in a surge of panic. A perfect jump and followed by a square kick drenched the black cloak with Bocksbeutel. The man was on fire already. Scott’s military trained body cracked several kicks on the burning figure. And soon the guy was cornered.

“Now I have some questions to ask! Tell me whom are you currently working for? You were a freelance contract assassin when we met previously. How do you know of all this and what is your plan? Don’t make me go ugly!! Come on spit it now.”

Scott held him by the collar and banged him against the cupboard followed by a knee hit. Arthur spit blood on the floor and started coughing it badly.

“Wait! Wait! Am telling you. I have been working for ………. Ste….in…..ad…..lers…” his body started shriveling resembling likes of a shock treatment and then it fall flat on the floor. Scott checked the pulse, and found him dead.

“Duh! A nerve disruptor. But it can only be operated accurately when the remote is in 15 km range from the receiver. I should quickly leave London, my work here is already finished. Its too early to get in any such mess”

The rains outside had stopped by now, and there was a slight fog in the woods. Secrets of time were swallowed by the darkness of night.

So pure, so humble!!

2008-09-07T02:31:00.000-07:00

I was just going through some old pics, which I clicked when I went for an NGO tour... this is related to education of children living in the carpet belt of bhadohi district of Uttar Pradesh... And blv me my eyes went wet on several occassions... i was deeply tuched when I saw young children walking barefoot on the concrete stones lying there.... this is an initiative to educate the young children living there who would otherwise be absorbed in the carpet making at the tender age... this initiative is called as Project Mala. We went to the schools where these children are taking their eduaction... there I found this

Black Veil Chapter 3

2008-09-02T11:45:00.000-07:00

Broken pieces of glass were lying on the floor everywhere, which crumbled out of the stranger’s bullet.. and Scott was lying near the bed aghast with this forced entry .. his pistol was picked up by the stranger which was lying near the window…

“Have you forgotten me? My face hasn’t changed much though but, I must say I havent been shaving lately…Let me help you!! ”

The stranger removed his hat and lowered the hood of his cloak… There stood a tall man.. the face was mostly covered by overgrown beard… the man had a flat forehead with a curved nose .. eyes went deep in the sockets and eye blacks were more than the usuals… Hairs were dusty and with a deep brown color… a golden teeth shined as he opened his mouth to vent off the smoke…

“You!! But I thought you died when the attempt failed and they were forced to move. But why are you here Arthur?? I believe we have no business left!!”

“Roger dear!” with a smile.. “You are not going to ask me a drink. Are you?” Scott gave him a hatred look.

“I guess not. Allow me to help myself. Oh dear I was wondering what I will be having after such a long journey, but poor me. Looks like I don’t have much of choice in here. ”

He moved to the bar in the room and fetched him a martini… picked some berries from the basket…

“Did I tell you that I really like berries, and that they have a high nutritional value too….” The man went on murmuring while sipping the drink.

Suddenely, “Oh yeah… the business!” the sound went serious.

“Your interest in Cleyomandarin Civilization is what interests me. What else do you think would be interesting enough for an eagle like me? The mystique of this civilization and their intricate knowledge of human anatomy is what has lured me here. We believe you have been researching the space time conjunction of the sacrosanct rituals involving black arts which opens the Cleyovertan of Human body unleashing the Vertanese energy. This is after you found the Relic de Quorte during one mission of yours, 4 years back.”

“What the hell are you talking about”, said Scott with an awestruck expression.

Black Veil Chapter-2

2008-08-30T11:31:00.000-07:00

The man rushed back to his inn amidst the downpour... his hat fluttered from the wind which he stopped putting his hand on it.... after crossing a road or four he was walking towards an old building which was a remnant of post renaissance chronicles, Build in a typical neo-gothic way...the building was plastered to give it an acceptable look though cracks and shreddings could still be spotted at various places... The frontage was damaged by the moisture, accelerating further deterioration... several horse carriages can be seen on the roads and even though it was close to 10 'o clock.. people were seen to rush in lieu of torrential rainfall. only few open shops could be seen.. . some riders stared at him as the figure moved in .... "Roger Scott, no. 34 ... on ur left please!", he said... a nice young lady responded to the request immediately and handed him the keys, Scott moved over to stairs with his mind lost in despair and that note somewhere down his overcoat pocket...

With a crank the room opened and Scott entered the room... the room was a beautiful one with subtle interiors, on the left there was a beautiful italian mantelpiece, crafted with white marble and sculptured aesthetically, surging the room with warm vibes.. shiny lamps hanging from the wall... and floor was adorned with a beautiful carpet.. copies of beautiful paintings from sub european artists added to the room's grandeur.... he removed his overcoat and hat and hung them in the nearby wardrobe... Scott went to the small bar in corner and fetch himself a Bocksbeutel... poured that down in a beautifully crafted wine coupe..After savouring one sip.. he remembered something and went to the wardrobe again... He took out his M1911 pistol from overcoat and closed that to himself.. then he threw himself on a cane-back armchair and took few more sips from the coupe... soon he was lost in some memories....

Roger Scott belonged to Aberdeen but his family moved to Edinburgh when he was a kid and then they stayed thereat... His family was an affluent one with a typical military background.. his family was a very respected and elite pack with titles likes of Viscount, Earl and Duke to its name...Roger Scott, an intellectual genius and a mastermind was a dropout from University of Edinburgh and joined army... he served in army for a long time but then he quit and went on to carry his research... Scott married Jennifer 4 months after he joined army and had two kids namely Nick and Milania... Roger Scott himself had several medallions and accolades to his credit and was a very respected name in British Military....

The big clock on the wall ticked 12:30 of midnight and there was a thud outside... a loud voice broke Scott's contemplation... Jumping on his pistol immediately, he went to the window to see the source of sound... A dark figure moved in the woods... even in the dark he can spot that it was the same man he saw hours earlier.. Eagle shined on his hat.... Scott locked his pistol and aimed... a loud bang... the glass of window smashed on the floor.. Scott dived... cloaked figure forced an entry in the room from the window..... smoke of cigar filed the room.... "Roger dear!! How have you been?? Long time.... " ....

Black Veil-Chapter 1

2008-08-29T11:04:00.000-07:00

Smwhere two eyelatchets open to realise a lonely road with a black anguish... The wind was swaying cranking the old swings nearby.. and gush was making the autumn leaves fly.. the pavement was deserted and the moonlit dark night was gruesome with nearby howling of owls.. occassional thunder and lightning was adoring the adolescent night with all the jewels and night glittered like a teenage gal newly fallen in love... sparkling an awe all over... embracing her desires to gulp the sabotaged and perished... the trees stood there flaunting thier self, warring the windy rage.. the two eyes stared in the darkness of the long road .. deep down the road there was a grotesque figure.. which moved alongside.. and their was a sudden rush... the figure moved into woods as the staring eyes peeped... the only glimpse the eyes caught was of a long hooded figure wearing an old leather hat adorned by a golden eagle icon.. the cloak was a long one stripped with white bands at the hem ... the smoke emanating from the thick cigar was covering his face.. cloak was hiding a burly man wearing thick shoes... a clear thud broke the obnoxious dark silence... thus widening the pupils of the eyes to peep in the darkness down the road.. a chill ran down the spine of the body harboring those eyes.. gathering all the courage he stood up.. the man was a middle aged wearing a large grey overcoat and his feet was carrying a pair of Scottish boots embossed with suede and fine leather.. he carried a stick and his fingers' emery was glittering in dark... his rough face with wrinkles witnessing tough times and a black scar down the left cheek... his hat was a shiny one with fine work on the top... a stick ticked down the road slowly.. the man moved where he saw the hooded figure.. he saw a half smoked cigar there and there was a note.. he picked up the parchment.. and opened it.. it read "Steinadler" .. there was a clear sign of terror and panic on his face.. and with a roaring thunder .. water droplets start rushing on his face...

Bas yahan parchaiyaan mile!

2008-08-23T10:18:00.001-07:00

Shadows everwhere ... nd m again a lost soul... looks like an abyss forever.... the darkness with slight abeyances and converging to contemplations has been a daily tryst... the kindling life dangles in the otherwise shadows craving for that crevice in deep dungeons which bears the title of helm... certainly of new dawn... human bonds crawling sideways of those dilapidated walls and usual callings and hearings with the self brimming alongside... and wateva u do the shadows grew dark just making the labryinth a gruesome figure ... a typical which instills fear, panic and hostility.... soul announces his war deep down the earth and strive to confide in himself fighting the darkness of shadows... detours to graveyard of ethical fauna has shaken the soul and it stares on those walls wondering on his claustrophobic attacks and blackness surrounding him... the situation worsens when staring gives way to the occassional breachings and sardonic encroachment on his mental and emotional enclosure.. everything seems to be fucking phony and earthly occupants mere shadows driven by the lust, with inertia marring the soul... And the soul feels a vigilante smwhere deep those dungeons... those two black eyes endangering the mere existence of soul... and soul fears suffocationand loss of might...

"Rishtey to nahin rishto ki parchaiyaan mile,
Ye kaisi bheed hai bas jahan tanhaiyan mile"

God bless the soul!

Ye kya ho raha hai!!

2008-08-10T04:17:00.001-07:00

Dont ask me whats happening... my life has been awkward obnoxious intoxicating mesmerizing exhilarating stupendous frustrating irritating enduring pampering romancing cruising ravishing boring cribbing .... u must have felt a sine curve... lol ... thats wat my life has been... i dont rembr wat i wrote prevs time.... coz i really dint have enuf time post that ..... life's pretty much on roller coaster ... and i have been wandering ... cherishing some best moments and felt irritated on some of the worst moments.... its really hectic but at the same time i can see the difference in me... I got a chance to attend a conference to attend in The Grand Hyatt Mumbai, stayed there for three days.. one of the best experience of ma life so far... met some of the best brains in India... kindling a fire in me... then same stuff again ,... same job...battling ma way out with machines and equipment everyday... kabhi socha nahin tha ki kya kya dekhte honge ye log ek cup coffee banaane se pehle... then one day i got a chance to meet the brand team and went to attend a theme party in a Palace hotel again... ah ... pampered ... here i had some best moments of job so far... shaked with ma boss who is a wondeful person and we njoid a lot .... and he is a wonderful dancer as well... so we had a good time on the floor ( u all know how i dance :D ) so had a wondeful time there... and ya the theme was classroom so we all had a tie and ur nosy waala hankey... and a small water bottle... haan wahi pipe waali.... fillled with chilled Vodka off course :DD .... really had some nice time there.... fir kya ... itna excitement nahin hai meri life mein,.... agle din se wahi borin life... par then yesterday came as a breath of fresh air... nice party with gyaan yesterday.... had a small conference again ... followed by some games and nice chatting with colleagues.... detouredd the pool of the club where we were and found it too irresistible but i was not with any arrangements.... koi na kal ki chaahat abhi tub mein poori kar lolonga :DD
for u guys here i have some picks that i clicked along the course... these are not that good... abhi salary spend karne ka mauka nahin mila ... next week m goin to bangalore so all geared for shopping... any tips on shopping at bangalore... ??
c ya

Hyatt front view

Magnificent corridor

A click from the window of ma room

Class room them party :D

Aisa ajab ye safar hai...

2008-07-14T10:06:00.000-07:00

Aisa ajab ye safar hai.... socho to hum ko jaana kidhar hai.... ye waqt aaye jaaye jaane kya dikhaaye... this stanza from a very famous movie is really making much sense to me now.... its b een arnd 10 days in ma frst job... nd m still not able to strike a work-life balance...... my work is quite demanding and it asks for the afterhours which i reallly wanna spend for myselves.... the project hasnt kicked off very well and my bakground study is poor.... m worried but still quite prejudiced against afterhours.... donno wat the hell m i gonna do... besides ma cellfone has given me a real pain.... and the new SIM requirements are fucking too much... arre yaar local residence ceertificate chahiye......these people unecessarily harrass general people.... terrorists wil get that easily jinko rokne ke liye itna drama karte hai ye telecomm waale ...... m stuck in a hotel with no celphone and by far the standards of hotel demands Rs 5/min pulse for even a local call which is quite expensive as against 30 paisa pulse in Idea/Spice.... neverthless I hav already applied for the Company's posttpaid conctn which will reduce the caling rates to nthin :D .... m goin to mumbai next week and gettin ma frst salary thereat.... any suggestions.. :D ... its the biggest amount I m going to have in ma bank account :D..... any suggestions on cellfone , a digicam, ipod etc is more than welcome.... I heard from sm seniors hat its an altogether different ball game in corporates.. really feelin the pressure now.... m bound to perform... as alwayz .."Failure is no an option".... m really lacking the motivation.... and the energy to drive myself beyond those boundaries.... my creativity and hardwork is seriously marred... and m struggling to get out of this..... nd m really frustrated wth all that Kannada around me.... u cannot figure out wat they r sayin.... smtime I even imagined Bond contacting M in Kannada... the best code language.... its really difficult.... m on learning now... ille means nahin ..... chana edhara is How r u?? ... wah kya learning hai meri.... see m enrouted from front line .... God knows wat more lies on this front line..... anywayz m off to dedicate those afterhours to the work now.... ok guyz take care... cya ...

Finaly it happened

2008-07-10T09:30:00.000-07:00

Hi all... Life has been different.... I get up daily at 7 in the morning with a utter disgust on ma face and with the greatest grudge and anger against the chirping clock.... but thanks to that which keeps me on time.... neverthless I sleep just after snoozing the chirp... and by the time I realize that I hav an office to catch .. clock already shows 7:30 pm.... then I really rush and dwell myself so that I dont miss the breakfast... otherwise I have to starve till 1:30 :( ..... these days m havin my induction at the place ... how much have I ever thought about coffee, when i used to drink cold/hot coffee like anything.... newayz coffee making is really gud to study.... newayz... guess wat I finally told a gal that she has been my biggest crush ever and asked her out... well she said yes when i asked her out to a TAJ... pretty expensive date... but ah... nything for her..... Oh she has been my biggest crush ever... and she is such a darling I must tell u..... ah... smthing has happened to me finally... lets hope we meet soon.... not to mention that m here in Mysore and she is smwhere else... and I wont be able to meet her till we can come to a common place... But its been a pretty long time before I said that to her... I was alwayz scared .... I had a great crush on her... but in those days I never dared to tell her.... thankfully it happened... even if nthing wrks out m happy that i finally opened my heart to her... hey guyz plz pray for me no... [:)]

Quantum leaps....

2008-07-03T11:14:00.000-07:00

hi frnds ... wind has been swaying quite randomly and m too meandering with the same... past two weeks have been pretty much a roller coaster rides with quantum leaps.... From an environ of IIM A i land up at my home.... a place where u can leave all ur tension for ur parents and just be a kid again... even though ur mum says ki ab to bada hoja.... u still wants to remain a bacha forever... i mean i love it... to do all that pranky stuff everywhere... i finally managed to get my PC in wrkin conditions again and got a wi-fi net finally... I must say Reliance is pretty gud... then i did a hell lot of shopping ( that made me pay 630 buks at jaipur airport for excess baggage... fuck these airport people..).... newayz ... we went to a place called Saalasar Balaji...its a Hanumaan temple and its quite famous in hinterlands of rajasthan... its located at arnd 200 km from jaipur... that was a great experience... so close to rural life again... awesome man... just loved it.... then the next day I was supposed to catch a flight to mumbai... so we came back early from the temple the prevs day... so that I dont get an excess fatigue after such a long tour... more than 500 kms in a Santro Xing... after all its not a luxury one (:D) ... newayz the next day I left for mumbai... And here it is.... WELCOME TO FRATERNITY OF EARNING PEOPLE.... yeah my frst job joining... I was so excited... two days of induction with so much of pampering... ah... m just lovin it... And see wat... I got ma frst laptop... my frst salary accnt... these small small things really have a big effect... the two days ended with a movie called FLY AWAY HOME... such an adorable piece of cinema... too good... its really too sweet... yeah AMY u did a real good job... the next morning I have to fly to Mysore factory... m placed with BRU... so now u can call me coffeewaala for next four months... lol..... m finding Mysore really great... people at factory are really helping... and I hope to have a great time ahead... btw rite now m just pampering myself in the five star i got for the next four months... [:D]....

Here are sme pics i clicked along this journey...

Here are they!

2008-06-03T02:01:00.000-07:00

Famous Harvard steps at IIM A

Library

Louis Kahn Plaza

Some gallery

Library

Louis Kahn plaza at night

Pathway at IIM

Subway b/w old and new campus

A treat for sure

2008-06-01T04:07:00.000-07:00

Hi all... I have been reading a lot these days... cases... books... novels... wateva... though m reading 5 books rite now... was able to finish the last picked the earliest... m reading:-

Shobha De's Superstar India
A book on "Kaizen implementation"
A book by Jack Welch ... dont rembr the name
A book on Supply Chain Management... given to by ma proff
And finally I read this "3 mistakes of my life" ... new five point someone famed Chetan Bhagat's new flick..(his third I suppose)

The last book was a thin one so I finished in one sitting... too good a book... worth reading once.... It talked about life of three friends... Nd I loved the character of Govind literally... too geeky... rational approach... too good at maths... and I hated Ishaan... measures everything by emotion... arre itna charity... business chala rahe ho ya langar... Omi was a normal indian character to me... and I was OK with him... the story went thru nice tantrums... meandering thru nice phases.... its a well spun story in a typically gujarati bakground which tailored contemporary issues and the timeline happenings in Gujarat... I mean Godhara Kaand... earthquakes etc... Novel reflected the religio-secular issues pretty well... nd I loved reading it... The way the story blended into the environs created was spellbinding ... however I felt that climax was over stretched.... and finance was miscalculated... I mean guys earning modest amounts of 5ooo-10,000 pm per head can't afford to go to Australia... somethings were too difficult to digest.... The book was pretty rich on romance with a good teacher student romance element .... and a clear cut paradigm shift in the scenario of present teenage gals... great goin Chetan... I wud give a thumbs up to this book.... a 9.2/10.... Also this book is preety thin so u can finish it fast...

Reflections

2008-05-31T03:22:00.000-07:00

Ye hasin waadiyaa ye khula aasmaan, aa gaye hum kahe ae mere saajna.... so romantic lines.... too good na... These are long gone dreams now... here I lie, roasted in summer of ahmbd... I watched a movie a week ago... SUPERSTAR... too good specially wo waala quote... jisme wo Kunal nd Karan were talking in a car... Karan told kunal that ... Dharaavi ki galliyon se jab tu apni bike se nikalta hoga apni bullet pe khulle baal ke saath tab wahan ka bacha tujhe dekh ke sochta hoga ki tu kitna bada showoff hai.... same is applicable to me... this is wat I am.... main dikhaawa nahin karta par... tumhe aisa lagta hai.... gud na... yaar these filmmakers really strike bulls eye smtimes.... ( Samjhe PANDU bhaiya..... nahin samajh aaya to Thumbs Up pe aur aish kar... )....

I really wish I had been to some hill station these days... but here I am... no turning back... this was ma choice... aur waise bhi mujhe to rone ki aadat hai... :D... I again got a good quote smwhere...

Never will my dreams ply below the sky,
Eagle was I born and Eagle will I die.

Good na...too good.... today we r planning to go to Indiana Jones... lets c how it turns up... m too bugged with work last few days.... had a fever few days ago followed by a severe throat infection... ab feeling good... had a prez with my proff today... abhi bhi kaam hai par kar lenge... thoda chill maarenge abhi to...

U know smthin guys... these days m really worried about myself... really donno where m I running... its just the Race nd m running nd running.... the real me is lost smwhere.... Really wished to go into those scenes described by Ruskin Bond in his autobiography....

Us daaal se wo patta gira, pawan ke jhonke sang behta gaya,
Uska mustakbil kya tha... aur usko kya mila

I must say.... m not impressed!!

2008-05-20T05:31:00.000-07:00

Hi friends... long time na!... hehe... again all those exams and then i bid my final adieu to the undergraduate college of mine... lot has happened since I last blogged... serious issues... masti times... party times... a real lot... and with wet eyes I left the college... then went home... usual happiness... ( chaar saal ho gaye yaar ab... )... Rite now I m at IIM Ahmadabad for my summers... nd I must say m not very impressed by this place... Its not waht I thot it wud be... a very humble infrastructure... rooms are even worse then BHU's and I was literally frustrated when I went to take a bath in evening around 6:30 and found the water to be so hot that it can even cause a skin burn... ah.... the area outside my dorm closely resembles a semi occupied junkyard... mess was ok... and canteen is gud... grounds are small... Campus ambiance is awesome... specially at night... architecture is good... but there is only brick work.... no cement plaster... forget a paint... architecture is great... with all those arches and circles... really cool... among ma favs come Loui Kahn Plaza or Piazza ( donno...)... nd dorms outer look.... I guess its Italian Architecture... but m not sure... Fitness centre is really gud..... I haven't seen campus life here yet... coz batches are not here yet... One thing... since m from BHU... this campus was like a baby campus for me.... such a small campus... u really dont need any vehicle within the campus... the facilities that are provided to students ( not summer interns...) .. are quite good.. but all in all ... m not very impressed... though I love the dungeon look of the galleries connecting wings... but still ... wat I found is way different from wat I xpected... lets c ... i will be here for a month.. hope it changes the impression... Next time I will surely upload some nice pics that I clicked... One more thing I have never seen so many Cats at one place... Cats all around... dormitories mein... canteen mein... mess mein.... everywhere... I guess thats y they named the entrance examination CAT... hehe..

I have got a dream... my dream is to be free!

2008-04-08T21:33:00.000-07:00

Hi all!!... This time m bak after a long time... nd I see people have rated ma blog ... quite a rating... some din't like ma blog.. ( still they keep visitin :D... I can track their zones :) ) and some liked it dearly... and rating has been quite extreme... newayz ... that doesn't matter... wat matters is that I luv ma blog... coz its like a friend to which I can talk.. to which I can crib... nd can cry in real bad times... Newayz... Some time ago I recvd a packet from ma comnpany.. HUL... Sanjib told me that he got something ... I thot if the pkg has reached Kharagpur then it must hav also reached Varanasi... went to our Placement office... God!... packets were all open ... got them... picked the one for ma friend as well... gave it to her.. and called another mate and told him to collect... Well its was some stuff from HR people... It contains two things... a novel called IIM----> Ganjdundwara .... and a DVD of a movie called as "Freedom Writers"... Well initially I had a thot that all this is some time pass stuff... but something from HUL HR ( Rated best in whole Asia) can't be just another time pass stuff... put them aside coz sessionals were on the board.... Last the haan!.. hamesha ke liye finish... Gud hai... picked that stuff yesterday... Started reading novel... OMG... its really hilarious... Rohit ( the narrator)... is quite a treat to read... the satire he made on rural life ... on himself... his stint mate... Its actually a story of two guys from IIM-A... who have been recruited by HUL... after that for their rural stint they were send to ETAH District in UP ( think its a district .. but no real idea..) ... they are sent to Rangpurgaon which is near to Ganjdundwara.... awesome piece to read... The protagonist really had quite a meandering experience... at one point of time he really appreciated the rural life... the closeness to nature... at the same time he sulks around for not having basic amenities... He was the one who don't care about making difference to other people's life... on the other hand Shyam his friend was very much into it... nd blvd that small differences to lives of others ... small hopes... grow eventually... taking shape of big endeavors and demeanors.. The initiative they took has taken shape of a movement now... Read it here. See they made difference to so many lives... and so much more as this movement grows... ( even if novel said that its fiction... whosoever first formulated that idea really deserves kudos... hats off).. I mean see around how many people wanna make difference to other people's lives... Whenever I ask some1 their goal of life... they always say... I wanna be successful .. or like to occupy key position in a MNC.. (This answer was actually ridiculous...the worst I have ever heard )...Neywaz... I would rate the book 3.5/5 ... coz its hilarious... it gives a message ... it inspires... and its truly a tr8...

Next was this movie " Freedom Writers"... I saw the DVD... the casting included Hilary Swank... an academy award winner... cool... lets see then... I loaded the DVD... some gud music... hiphop... nice one... lyrics are "I have got a dream"... ( even m listening that rite now..).. newayz movie was truly great... It talked about the racial confrontations.. i guess in states background... there is this teacher Miss G ( Swank)... She was given a class where students are quite tempting... don't listen... create mayhem every now nd then... the reason behind is mere insecurity... the blacks against white and vice versa... How can people discriminate on basis of colour... too bad... newayz Miss G handled that class quite well... and she dived into the actual stories and root cause behind all this... She brought a ray of life in their lives... She told them that they have every right to live... and they can also dream... ( Man! I have got a dream)... Fabulous work... too cool... nd somewhere I cried ( yeah boys do cry.. :D ) ... Awesome piece of work... The way the movie capture the circumstances ... the emotional and physical conditions of the marred people... Its really a heavy feeling that sank in my stomach somewhere in the movie mid... God!... Its such a realtime show... I can connect with all the students... I would rate the movie a 4/5... awesome piece .... must watch

But the movie and novel is not a point... the point is that " Why do they want me to see this movie and read that novel" ... I thot over that for quite 30 mins... and than finally deduced out of everything.... Its all about making difference to lives of others... Isn'it... Its about doing something for others... just think:
Have we done our role
Have we contributed to someones' life
Have we made a difference
Have I ever brought a ray of hope for ny1
Have I ever made a real use of the education that I got in my whole academia... I stood as a topper throughout... but have I done nything with that education...
Have I done something for a kid... whom I saw, barefoot, going to school... Yes I did that...

Its really about making difference to lives of others... I have got a dream... my dream is to be free

Wo raat kuch ajeeb thi!!

2008-03-13T03:46:00.000-07:00

Don't take any false ideas [:D]... I m just referring to our farewell party.... I wrote on that prevs year as well... Its really n emotional stir for me... so m forced to write on the same... Well prevs year my perspective was of a junior who was seeing the adieu from his seniors... to see others going emotional on the mere thot of leavin others... to see other realize their mistakes and apologize for that... to see other promising each other that we will make it big in the real world... It was our turn now... I donno wat was my thot process when i wrote this prevs year.. but this year m sure it was just the anxious backflip in the stomach of the parting ways... It was just an emotional cusp... it was the pleasure of finally graduating... it was the heavy heart with which I will say Bye to all ma friends... Well let me start with the evenin.. I entered with a rather timid smile on ma face nd thot I was late... lucky me... i made it in time... Juniors haven't arrived yet... Swayed directly to Bar.. :D... got my usuals... pretty much conventional here... (Snacks not ready yet... wtf)... Ambience was really perfect ... we had a theque in middle... DJ behind it... the dazzling lights shinin above theque..... the moods were letting loose and the narcotics were gainin on... liquor was playin its violin nd everybody swaying to the tunes... fantastic... amazing.. m feelin like m reborn... no anxiety... no crap... Pehla Nasha pehla khumaar.... background song... nd we portrayed aamir in slow motions... creepy but funny... We had it all from Billo Raani to Kajraare.nd Ae Ganpat chal daaru la.. .. From Summer of 69 to Hips don't lie... but the aura was different when DJ chiku ( Chiku took over from the original DJ... although DJ was playin it.... but I will call it DJ Chiku )... So the aura was different when DJ Chiku played Papa kehte hain... The scene was a typical college melodrama... it appears so but duh! ... It was real... Everybody was like puttin his head on shoulders of other nd goin ..Meri nazaar se dekho to yaaro, ke meri manzil hai kahan.... Heat was really on by now... people started doin all the stupid things... hugging each other... sayin sorry... Kissing (puchi :D )... falling on each other... I almost hugged everyone ( Sorry agar koi reh gaya ho to.. loads sa hugs nd Jhappis... )... It was Seth's B'day yesterday, so that was celebrated with some nice sweet cream massage to seth... :D.. I mean these things that we do at parting times really appear to be silly but that's the way human emotions come out... Emotional hangovers will come to u at times when u won't be expectin them.. its just a human tendency to avoid them until they become so inevitable.. u will meet the alter-egos at such a point of time.. u will come to know what people are... how they love u... how they care for u... Its really something which lies beyond the veil... nd the mere thot of this goin off is so frightening... but ya its worth it... its so damn awesome... we all had some close talks with our friends for lifetime... the friends u make in ur college are ur friends for lifetime... after this u will make colleagues... family friends... but u make chums in college...

Well I rarely write poetries but I wanna dedicate something this time.. (don't laugh if its bad.. )

Some day in timeline
I will come back,
to see the ghat sunshine,
to see those bikin tracks,
to feel the crux of modes,
in those humble abodes,
to live those moments,
Some day in timeline
I will come back

Wish I had more time to walk those lonely roads,
time which I burnt in the pile of loads,
that anxiety nd nite outs,
the usual nd ocassional hideouts,
those long drives,
this feel nd those vibes,
to feel those moments,
Some day in timeline
I will come back

those teas and maggis,
tangy samosas and patties,
those canteen chit chat,
or a beer at ghat,
VT's coffee or Pahalwaan's Lassi,
or the food that was so Messy,
To savor those moments,
Some day in timeline
I will come back

To have those lectures where eyes used to fail,
and body timidly followin the trail,
the sink of papers nd joy of bail,
frustratin lectures killing the zeal,
Wish I wud have experienced pleasure beyond the veil,
To live those moments again,
Some day in timeline
I will come back

That flight of success, that low of crash,
rising again from every gash,
the learning we had, the better we get,
Those moments which left the eyes wet,
With every gush of wind the castles fall,
we rise again nd again with a promise to make it even more tall,
To grow once again,
Some day in time line
I will come back.

Well, donno whether its good or bad... its just something which I felt after having a great time.... thanx for everything guyz... I m really gonna miss

"I am really gonna miss this place, M gonna miss my college days
(Courtesy: Gaurav)"

Agar ye "mera" "humaara" hota to kitna acha hota!

2008-03-06T23:06:00.000-08:00

This has been my experience lately... donno whether its correct or not ... that Parents have started to publicize their children excessively... there were time when an exceptional kid from a joint family used to gain appreciation from each nd all and even from the society... colony people etc... but over times the trends have changed I guess.... these days people are more like into " Main aur mere bache" ... I remember a close relative of mine sayin to me that " Mere bacho ne bhi MBA kiya hai... and distance learning se course karna to aur bhi mushkil hota hai... par bhai aajkal to valuee uski hai jo kamaata hai..." Now howz that... well I can cite the context... the sentence was targeted on two successful business ladies who are among their close relatives... How does that fit in?? This surprises me sometime... As per my view she shud have taken pride in the success of her two niece but then she was more jealous and dissatisfied... Sometime I really fail to understand the crux... Every parent is just ready to tell me that his/her child is studyin in a college in mumbai which is next to IIT Bombay or a top college in Pune or Bangalore.... and blv me that all kids are toppers these days... as my dad aptly said laughing " Colleges have eradicated the grade system ... so if there are twenty boys in class everyone is a topper... coz thts wat I hear from every colleague of mine.."... So my dad never mention my name... when somebody ask he just says ..." He is studyin in IT-BHU... final year chemical engg.."... nd how many people know IT-BHU... thus it save my ass from being a part of the hypo critic targets... Now there was a small talk... I was at the house of a very close relative of mine and "She".. some elderely lady... was doin only one thing... praisin his son... daughters... son in law... etc... That time I really came to know about their complete family tree (lol)... newayz... so even at their home... my dad asked me to get up and prepare tea for us... (I was really tired after a journey of aroun 24 hrs)... So I kinda showed reluctance for the same... She ranted immediately ... " Humaara "N" ko to bada mazaa aata hai in cheezon mein... wo to jath uth jaata aur chai banaata... aur wo sach mein badi achi chai banaata hai"... lol... nd that was a point of laugh riot for the next 15 days for which I stayed at my home... I mean cmmon gimme a break... "Arre isme bhi barabari"... Oh God! can't I be spared from all this nonsense... nd these society parties na... Arre yaar JEE nikaal ke paap kar diya kya... everytime u go there... khoob saari junta will be askin a lotsa question ( well I already narrated a typical Marriage party )... but as neeraj said...there is alwayz some relative IITian who has got a better rank than me... "Acha hai bhai... khoob khoob badhai..."....to ab main kya karoon... I don't give a f*** as to what he has done or not... or wat my immediate relative is doin... Wish we had that old culture in which kids of one are kids of all... where there was nothin like "Mera beta aur beti"...but somethin like "humaare bache"... Slowly and slowly people are growing more nd more self centered and this whole culture of togetherness is goin out of picture... I miss my bachpan really very much ... kyunki tab shaayad hum kuch bhi nahin the par hum sirf bache the.... par aaj kuch kuch hoke bhi hum wo nahin hain jo hum sabse jyaada hona chahte the...

The Stage goes cheaper....!! ( Skip this if u haven't seen this years' Filmfare)

2008-03-03T11:49:00.000-08:00

I think for the first time I dont wanna do idhar udhar ki baate and straightly m comin to topic... and for all die hard shahrukh fans this post is goin to be utter disappointment... so plz don't read it any more if u r one... if u really wanna b a unbiased critic .. this post is just for u... ok to begin with... I was watchin this years Filmfare awards... and every year they are awaited coz they r the most authentic and most prestigious awards... this year also the awards were pretty much fair and the most deservin got the awards for their great work.... But there's one thin I m not able to understand... Is this whole thing is about The Bombay film industry ( I won't use Bollywood coz even if the Britannica has accepted that... it still reminds me of some copycat stuff from Hollywood.. ) newayz... my point is that this whole award thing is about bombay film industry or Its only about Mr Shahrukh Khan and his supporters or his so called group in film fraternity... The presentation was so ridiculous this year with cheap Gay jokes and strong sarcastic remarks on Aamir Khan, Hritik Roshan, Bachhans, Akshay etc... It was just ridiculous... I admire Shahrukh Khan of his acting talents but this bloody stuff on a national television broadcast is utterly disgusting... Saying Bhaand to Akshay.... Bastards to Film Critics etc... these are just a part of his pathetic sense of humour... The decorum of a King is likes of Amitabh who resides in such a great humbleness nd dignity... No wonder they weren't available for this year's show... All those who belong to Their group are praised like hell... Deepika Padukone... I mean cmmon u hav seen OSO... tell me a single guy who wasn't ashamed of his pathetic decision to even watch OSO... music was fabulous but overall it was just crap... sheer crap... nd u know that... now don't give me stats... I know them... I know Farah Khan nd Shahrukh hav promoted their movie really well with a fabulous promotion campaign... What was happening with Himesh Reshamiya... I mean its OK if he is a nasal singer... but to embarrass him like that... the kings of today shouldn't forgot that Himesh has came a long way thru and he is really a talented man... I mean who am I to say that he is talented... Man! talent speaks for itself... The stage this year was so cheap with Shahrukh and Saif propagating so much of malignity and sarcasm all along the course of the event... The most disgusting of all was the NA-REAL Awards... fk off.. ( yes I know I m using this word for the first time in my blog... ) but to this sense of national award ceremony ... I just have this word.. Its not about Shahrukh or Saif! ...... Aamir, Hritik nd Bachhan fans when totaled will make a baby out of shahrukh's nd Saif put together... what a bloody disaster... The organizers should be ashamed of this pathetic sense of presentation... Deepika's Show was welcomed with so great words and how about Himesh... His show was greeted by two filmstars with fingers on their nose... wat the fuck is this?? Deepika is just a new kid on the board.. with no xceptional work in OSO.. ( well in my personal opinion OSO was a total disaster... leave the music apart).. nd Himesh.. well we all know... A single celluloid flop will put deepika out of super stardom .. ( I hope she does well ) ... but I think industry has forgotten to treat veterans of film industry... Arre .. leave apart film fraternity... Shahrukh asked the senior person from Elder Pharmaceuticals to give all the shares of the company in the name of Deepika... thts ridiculous.. Comments on Kunal Kohli coz he dont make movies with Shahrukh... ( He took Hritik for his frst flick nd then his thrd was with Aamir )... Raju Hirani.. Sajid Kapoor... nd yeah bout Ranbir Kapoor... that sanwariya flick in towels showed total lack of serenity and dignity... Cmmon Shahrukh u r a superstar... u don't need to do this... this cheap tantrums won't give u any good in ur fans' eyes.. Though I am not a die hard Shahrukh fan but I m n ardent admirer of his ... nd being one of his fan I m sheerly disappointed... and I m feelin short of word to describe the pathetic sense of humour of organizers... :(

No ur Blog roll is not foolin u

2008-02-29T10:23:00.000-08:00

Just to inform u guyz that if ur blogroll is showin that I hav written a new post... its not n error... i wrote smthin nd deleted it... coz I thot it was too personal to put here.. Will write smthin soon :D

Marriage parties sucks!

2008-02-22T22:29:00.000-08:00

Its been time since I scribbled and cribbed here on ma blog... thanks to my insti's new websense.... donno why opened blogger these days... newayz... here I am... Yesterday I went to a marriage ceremony of ma local guardian's relatives... I can tell u smthin... marriage parties sucks... nd not only they sucks they suck bigtimes.... Firstly u hav to know people who are smhow related to you... Beta ..ye tumhare mummy ki maami ke bhai ke bete ki....... wat the heck .. Then comes ur intro... I can tell u smthin... Its rather easy to clear the tuffest interviews of top multinationals... but here u don't stand a chance...

Kya kar rahe ho aajkal??
Uncle B Tech..... ( Picked up a mocktail from nearby waiter's tray.. Oh man I luv blue Lagoon)

Kahan se??
Uncle IT-BHU se

Ye kaunsa college hai??
Uncle wo IIT-JEE ke through hota hai isme admission

Acha IIT kar rahe ho?
Haan aisa hi kuch (Got some snacks in a tissue.. Really tasty...hmm)

Branch kya hai??
Chemical Engg.

Acha Chemistry padh rahe ho??
( here I m silent... smbody tell them that chemistry nd chemical engg are poles apart)

Isme koi scope hai??
Haan uncle kaafi scope hai... Oil sector, FMCG, Pharmaceuticals sector nd all comes under this category

Kitna time bacha hai???
Around 3 months... [:)]

Uske baad...
Job join karoonga

Acha job lag gayi...
Haan lag gayi uncle

Kahan Lagi??
uncle Hindustan Unilever Ltd.

Joinin kab hai??
Uncle July mein ( Yahan pe Ice Cream aayi... tellin u .. tey are ma favrts.. just luv them)

Acha... Kitna package de rahi hai??? [:D]
Uncle 15 lakhs pa.... ( with a smile I said)

Bas..... yaar maine to suna tha ki 40-50 lakh milta hai ..
(!@#$%^&*) ... ( Arre koi inko bataao ki kisi bhi IIT mein itna pkg nahin milta... I m in top .01% of all IITians... Itna pkg to kahin bhi freshers ko nahin milta)....
Nahin Uncle wo B-School waalon ko milta hai... maine to abhi sirf Engg kari hai... I m yet to go for B-school...

Acha hai acha hai.... Joining kaha hai???
Uncle Mumbai...

Thts nice... Kya post de rahi hai??
Uncle intially trainin hai 1.5 years ki... usko wo log Business Leadership Trainee bulaate hain... aur fir final posting as a production manager...

Humaari bhi bachi hai... humaare chacha ki ladki... wo all india first aayi hai... padhne mein bahut tez hai... Usko BITS-Pilani mein direct admission mil gaya hai..by the way tumhaari position kya hai tumhaare college mein>??.
Uncle main topper hoon... pichle teen saal se top kar raha hoon... [:D]

Sahi hai... bahut badhiya... Aur aage ka kya plan hai???
Abhi to job hi join karoonga uncle... fir dekhte hain... soch raha hoon MBA ki... par abhi sure nahin hoon...

Aur Ghar jaate ho?? Mummy keh rahi thi ki aata nahin hai
Haan jab holidays milte hai... Ab insti waale holidays dete hi nahin kya kare hum bache..

Koi nahin... Aur shaadi waadi ka kya iraada hai??
( Oh my God!! ab ye topic kahan se aa gaya..) Kuch nahin uncle ... abhi to main chota hoon.. pehle I wanna concentrate on ma career... ( with a blush)... fir sochenge... Rite now I m out of it...

Hum baat karenge tumhaari mummmy se...
( I donno wo kis baat ke liye keh rahe the... let me make it clear ki main in sab jhanjhat mein nahin padne waala until I m set in ma career...)

Then there were lotsa questions by miscellaneous people on Career counselling... stuff like IIT-JEE and CAT... nd also about a good job...!! Aur sersly tellin... Yaar punjaabi hadh se jyaada
naachte hain... I mean its gud... but thoda kum karo yaar... Newayz as far as dance is concerned... I really missed that in all this interview of mine... I dont understand why "Dulhe ki saaliya" are
more like dulhan herself that day... aur kuch arbit se bande unke peeche lag jaate hain... aap baithiye... aap thak jaayengi.. aapne ye khaaya... its damn tasty.. u shud try this... waiter!!... Oh
come off it... All in all main ulti pakk gaya ... finally I returned back 1:30 a.m. in morning.. nd was so frustrated... thx to surabhi ... kaafi saara frustoopan us pe ulat diya... Newayz ab ye post jyaada lamba ho gaya...
chalo guys cya

Kashiyatra.. Day 2

2008-01-25T09:54:00.000-08:00

hey friends our cultural fest Kashiyatra (KY) has begun... nd this year its really so much fun out there... ( for all those who don't remember Kashiyatra... go here) .. Due to chill weather I din't attend the Day 1... there was nothing on day 1... just an inaugral... followed by Rock nite... nd I m not into rock very much... ( kabhi kabhi elvis ya Metallica chalta hai... ).. However the sound was coming to hostel room as well... ( I jus liked the way they played ... Geeta Shlok... Karmanyevadhikaraste maa faleshu kadachana.. abhyuthanam...... ) .. So the Day 2 begin... The time is morning 7:45 am.. the weather is ulti chilled outside.. I m in my quilt deep sleep... the n came a sound.. Chand Lamhaat ke waaste hi sahi... my ringtone... duh!... one of the sponsor bugged me... Haan ji hum banaras aa gaye hain... wat a shit.. Bloody .. Is this a time to bug some1 ...neverthless... I gave him another no.. ( co-convener ka... nd slept he he... Isse kehte hain proper delegation of work... I know I m so close to bcm a successful manager :D )... newayz then I woke up with a yell... JHAADU... wat a crap... this is our hostel sweeper... blv me he never misses a single day... its been my 4th year at the collg... but I hav never seen any sweeper so dedicated except Karma hostel's ... kudos to him... newayz I shove him off.. who cares room saaf hai ya nahin... gone in quilt again... then I woke up at arnd 10:30 am... did the usuals.. fir sponsor ko sambhaalne bhaaga... This year the venue was really goin hot... KREEDA guys came up and put this virtual dancin stuff... impresssive ah! din't try that today will do surely tommorrow... tic tac toe.. kahin bhi ho....lol... then began the dance prelims.. followed by Theatre event... and as usual theatre event fall short of audience drastically over dance events.... newayz... then came the innovation round... boss this time I really saw some innovation in the troops... gud wrk for sure.. (I wish I can put up the video.. will surely put it next time)... There was this troop called ALAG... Nd the y really proved they wer alag... started of with ribbon sticks... quite cool... subtle.. then came AIRTEL... I m tellin u that was a sponsored dance... lol... arre yaar Airtel ki tunes pe dance kar rahe hain... he he... newayz... sponsor mein bhi exclusivity nahin... fir Mr. Bajaaj aa gaye... rembr the jingle ... Badal rahe hain hum yahan.... Fir kuch kuch hota raha... then came the gem of the crown... there was this screen... black colour ka... nd we really saw some dwarfs dancin... ha ha... the formation was smthin really innovative intellectual...nd simply awesome... they recvd a standin applaud... great dudes nd gals.. great job... fir came the Fire nd Ice... Its our DJ... ha... man this time DJ was equally rockin as prevs year... really cool... danced till i got off my breath... drank around 7 cups of coffee today... guess the chill now... a great day...
More to come on KY... tommorrow we r goin to have lots a events... lots a prizes to grab... nd Kavi sammelan featuring India's best Dr. Surendra Sharma himself... nd Day -4 will have the grand finale of all the events and the tryst will end with Shibani Kashyap nite... (watch out www.itbhu.ac.in/kashiyatra for more details..)
here are the DJ nite's dancing crowd's snaps

Added the videos....

ALAG.. awesome dwarf piece

Airtel Jingle dance of ALAG troop

P.S. Fotos nd Videos courtesy Sai Santosh and Srikant Singh.... thx dudes

Motivation

2008-01-23T01:32:00.000-08:00

Yaar... the weather is very bad out here ... aur mujhko thandi lag rahi hai... mummy bachaao... tommorrow we had a test scheduled which got postponed on monday (Tabhi to Adi blog pe aaram furma rahein hain)... Newayz... prevs nite I was tryin study a bit... but cudn't... motivation nahin tha na boss.... Ab this motivation thing is sersly crap... but really reqd... ny work... whatever is there... to do that u need great motivation... Its the real essence behind everything...
I tell u a story... there was this company called Western Electric.. They propounded their market campaign sayin "More light so more productivity" They actually started a study which later was very famous as Hawthorne Studies... newayz they started it.. took two rooms... One was control one ( yahan sab kuch normal tha)... nd the other was test one ( yahan lights dim thi)... Then they start experimentin... But to there sheer surprise ... productivity was same... Fir se try kiya ... same results... Now Gadab kahan hai boss... So they actuall called a Harvard Guy to find out the results... then Harvard waala did his high fundaa work... nd to everybody's amazement found motivation to be behind all this... the grp recvn less light was actually a very highly motivated grp... kyunki manager used to come there nd ask bout there problems... Waise I also fell short of motivation some times... but let me tell u ma secret now... I watch this piece of video... nd I really feel charged after seein this.... Kudos to Pacino who carried this so well....
Here is the video

Kashiyatra..

2008-01-20T03:01:00.000-08:00

Hey hey guys... I m not that religious ki main kisi holy pilgrimage par nikal jaon... this is the name of our annual cultural festival... Every year the event dazzles with glamour and fun... watch out these videos.. which are indeed a delight for the senses...

Main event:

Mirage: The Fashion Show

Antarnaad: the Indian Nite

Hope u njoyed it.....