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>Is Flintoff Dead? :O

Naaah..he’s nott.. lol..
Andrew Flintoff isn’t dead at all.. I came through a news online regarding this and was shocked…Wasn’t too late when I cleared the clouds regarding his health :p

But given the way his career is moving …He can be called dead in Cricketing world..Already done with test cricket, injuries have haunted him pretty bad throughout his career and it seems he won’t be available for a long long time for ODIs in England cricket team.

And no..he aint not dead..not yet!!!
Below is a link I could find latest regarding his injuries. I hope He returns back…He has always been one of my favourites.

Flintoff’s death is a lie. FLintoff isn’t dead!!!

http://www.guardian.co.uk/sport/interactive/2009/jan/27/flintoff-injuries

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Well …sorry for not posting “the” post… thing is… off late I have been jinxed sort of when it comes to accidents… and as usual/unusual… I had an accident yesterday….no major injuries…but I am bedridden for another two days…. So posting one of my articles here posted by me on one of my friends’s blog.

FYI– I am still writing the post 😐

WHY NOT TO DO AN MBA:-

What do you do when you do not know the purpose of your life, what you are meant to do?

Wanna know?

You opt for an MBA.

Yes, stupid as it may look at first sight, it is the truth which we all know deep inside our hearts. Be it an IT guy who works for 15-17 hours a day, gets paid for just 8-9 and dreams of studying when he reaches home (while swallowing the already cold dinner), all so that he could perform well in some MBA exam and get into a decent B-school, or be it an engineer working in a steel plant or an automobile manufacturing company, exhausted because of the physical exertion and the pathetic work environment she/he has to face day in and day out.

Most common reasons for people taking up MBA? Well.. The list is very simple..

1. I do not like my job. (But I do not know if I would like the MBA job or not!)

2. I want a higher salary. (But the fees in MBA colleges are so high… Will I be able to save anything in the initial years?)

3. I did a mistake by studying engineering. I should have saved an year. (But could I have acquired the same mental ability and level of thinking?)

4. Well, everyone is doing it. It can’t be wrong!!! ( Like everyone was doing drugs and open sex in 70s in US!) or I like the tag of MBA after my name. (Well, is it not that I am paying a lot for a tag?!) or I always wanted to do an MBA (Because my uncle’s sister’s son did it when I was in 10th grade and now he is so well placed!)

5. I have a dream. I want to acquire the required skills to fulfill that dream. I believe in myself and I know what exactly I am doing.

Well, now decide which category do you fall in. I am asking you this because some 6 months ago when I asked myself, I fell in the first category. That was before I lost my job. Afterwards, it has been quite a different story for me. Anyways, that’s a completely different story. Fast, forward, I had my CAT results in hand and was completely devastated. So devastated that I once doubted the very reason behind doing an MBA. All those mocks, all those 99+%iles, all those excuses from office in the name of bad health, all just for one reason – MBA. It was a very tough phase for me. I even termed MBA as a sheer waste of money.

Now, unless you are sure you fall in the 5th and the last category, I’d suggest you should review your situation as you might be wasting both your time and money after the highly coveted, distastefully advertised and much advocated “MBA” .

See, I am a metallurgical engineer by degree, so it would be best for me to explain taking myself as an example. Before I took the course up, I didn’t even know what is metallurgy. Right now, I can’t say I am the best metallurgist ever, I can sure say that I know the “what and how” of metallurgy. And given that I have a degree in metallurgy, I should be working somewhere in TATA Steel, JSW Bellary, ISPAT, VIZAG, SAIL or any of the Steel manufacturing companies in India. I have never ever been to even one of them (except for the one day visits we had in college days). In fact, I worked with one of the leading software companies of India for almost two years before realizing that I have wasted my two years. It is a real pain in the posterior to have the constantly nagging thought in your mind that the code you are writing doesn’t make sense when seen in light of what you have studied all your life. You were not made for this!!! Then I started preparing for CAT, or MBA in general, What followed next was nothing less of a dream run. I had great mocks, above average CAT and one devastating section. Results. NOT QUALIFIED. Some dreams do turn into nightmares. Also, it wasn’t only my CAT dream that got shattered. A lot more was at stake.

Though I had appeared for MBA exams in season 2006 and 2008 too, with little success, I decided to give it another go. Then I realised one thing. I studied Metallurgy, worked in a software company and now wanted to go for an MBA! Why in the first place did I not go for a metallurgy job? The one area where I am certified to work!! I literally fought with myself. I pitched various reasons for not doing a job in metallurgy. None worked. I am applying for a job in the steel industry now.

Now let me put it like this.

You give up metallurgy to go into the software sector, thinking it would boost your career like anything and that you would be earning big bucks in a year or two. WAKE UP!!! My company had announced two months ago that there would be no appraisals this fiscal year. Same is the situation with the other players in this field. Now picture yourself if you were selected in a Metallurgy based company. My friends in SAIL are earning more than double of what I used to get when I left my job. Two damn years and all you get is a work experience certificate, and a lesson about why not to be a software engineer (Believe me or not, I am still writing that book for the last 1 year). To hell with that!!! Nothing like the Cinderella dream you had while sitting for that PPT in college.

Well … I think I should rather write what I intended to write in first place. Let’s get back to the categories and see what is wrong in doing an MBA for the wrong reasons.

Well, job is not a very pleasant thing, barring the paycheck that comes at the end of the month (which of course is NEVER ENOUGH). Everyone wants to be the least exploited employee. Believe me, employers do exploit you, you cannot run away from that. It is ubiquitous. Get on with your job and try to learn the basics of it, especially if you are a fresher, a newbie in your job. You would not like being reprimanded for not being upto the mark by your boss just because of some carelessness. Landing a great job is one thing and doing it is quite another. You might think that the job you are currently in is not the right one for you. Believe me, even the Home Minister would rather be the Prime Minister. But, if you can not deliver w.r.t. the responsibilities you are entrusted with today, you will never be able to do the same in any job, no matter how reputed it is!!! So first things first, do not go for an MBA just because you do not like your job, because if you do so, you will never like any job.

Now comes one of the most common reasons – Money. For the last 7-8 years, the placement scenario in the top MBA colleges and even some of the B-rung business schools has changed drastically with respect to what it was say, 15 years ago. One reason – Money!! The astronomical salaries offered by the foreign companies has lured lakhs of youngsters into giving up everything and preparing for “the exam of their life”, as they call it. Who would not want to have a salary of 1 crore rupees? I’d love to!!! What we forget is the investment required to get into these business schools and the slogging required to repay that investment. No one pays 1 crore to the whole staff … not even in their wildest dreams!! If you are thinking that a day will come when every student passing from IIMs will get a crore plus salary, stop hallucinating right now!!! It will always be a one-in-hundred case. And it is very much possible that you end up in the median range of salaries, i.e. 12 lakhs per annum … tastes bitter na?? That is the truth my friend! And not to forget the huge loan you took for bearing the expenses. You are supposed to pay it also … (No, I am not joking!) So, My friend, there you are, with a CTC of 12 lakhs (The in-hand figure will be even lesser) and with a loan of the magnitude of ATLEAST 10+ lakhs. I hope I didn’t crush your plans of buying a SUV in your first year.

Many people say, “Why MBA after engineering?” Well, there is a very common answer, “I want to move to a faster career track and I think I should not have done engineering in the first place. It should have gone for a simple graduation, or even better, a BBA!”

Well, let me tell you this, never ever regret doing engineering (Well, I agree there are less beautiful girls in engineering, but once you are out of college, life’s heaven!!). Being an engineer myself, I once had the same dilemma but soon I realised the advantages I had by virtue of being an engineer. I have the analytical mind and the systematic thought process that was nurtured by the books and labs I suffered during the 4 golden years of engineering. And it is not a waste of one year. Please keep in mind the extra knowledge you get by investing one more year. Plus, maths is an added advantage (apart from learning the know-how about impressing girls). You sure would need basic maths in your MBA … right???

MBA is not a degree I am against, but I believe that only those should opt for it who really want to do it. IT is not a carnival where everyone can come and do a samba dance. In the same way, MBA is not for everybody. The situation nowadays reminds me of post independence (or was it post 60s-70s?), when there was a rush among parents in India to make ONLY doctors and engineers out of their kids, blatantly stating that these were the only respectable professions. Everyone seems mad about MBA and wants to do it at any cost. Engineers are doing it, doctors are doing it, reporters are doing it, everybody … I even know a professional dancer and a painter who are wannabe MBAs. I mean who will build the dams then – the unskilled workers? Who will operate upon a patient in a critical condition – a compounder? Who will collect the headlines for the news channels for the public to watch – an informer?

The answer is pretty simple and we all know that. NO!

Everyone is not meant to do everything. There has to be some difference between the skill sets people have. Society is made up of variety, not monotonousness. You have to recognize what you are really best at and go for that. That might not be the best paying job ever, but that would be one field where you will get maximum out of yourself and will climb the ladder in the best way possible.

Last, but not the least is the person who knows what she/he is doing by opting for an MBA. Such people need not be acquainted with the intricacies of business management, its not necessary for them to know all the keywords and financial terms. What matters is that one knows what is the next step – May it be adjusting to the hectic schedules of life in a business school after already qualifying a tough examination or the even tougher professional life after the placements. Remember it, such people know how to face the challenge that will come their way after they are done with the the current one. You need to have a broader insight and clear plan about your future if you wish to do an MBA. Its not just a Masters degree, its more than that. Its the investment of two of the most precious years in your life, a lot of effort and of course, a hell lot of money. And these people know how to get most out of an MBA – not just the money, but the quality of learning and the ability to implement the same in real life.

So, my friends, I suppose you are the best judge of yourselves. Just give this article a thought and do not take it as any other Gyan ka Article. I bet my bottom dollar that you would find a reason inside you, either to do an MBA or not to …

All the Best. 🙂

PS : After fighting with myself, I have agreed to allow myself to take CAT 2009. The condition is that I have to justify to myself, why exactly I want to do an MBA. If the reasons fall in any but the 5th category, I would not allow myself to go for it. I’d be doing the job I was meant to do, I was taught to do.


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April 10, 2004

It was nearly 1 in the night and he was as usual busy with friends, cracking jokes and killing time, just like that. That was the general life there in the hostel at that time. Cigarettes, jokes, groups and tonnez to talk about. College life was still an infant, just 2 months old, starting from Valentine’s day that year itself(Sometimes I think ki starting date hi aisi thi, that’s why he had to face such things). So you can pretty much guess that they were still in the stage where you discuss things about crushes, failures,cribbing about not getting into IITs, chicks in the college and stuff like that. That night was no extraordinary.

Not for all atleast.

Not untill 1 am atleast.

“Abe tera phone hai be…”, Ashish shouted from his room.
He couldn’t believe his ears. Since the day he proposed , i.e. on fool’s day, there hasn’t been a single day when she called that late. Calls have been formal, perhaps out of awkwardness from his side, and perhaps due to confusion from her’s.

He rushed to Ashish’ room and took the phone from him. Putting his palm over the speaker, he asked Ashish, “Tere cell mein kitna balance hai?” “350”, came the reply, relieving him. He still had to get his Nokia 2300. Many things that would happen in the future were still to happen. Well, we will come to that l8r.

“Hello…”, he said.
“Hi…where were you?”, she asked.
“Well, was in my room. And as you know, I do not have a mobile. Not yet”, he said in an irritated tone, knowing that she was just making a base for something else. She was always like this. He always told her that she has a good argumentative attitude. Only that he did not like it when she used to apply it to him.

“You called so late??”, it was now his turn to enquire, and as usual, he was direct to the point.

“Hmmm… wanted to talk to you, if it is ok with you…”, she replied.

He sensed this won’t be alright. Though he was still inexperienced, but his instincts told him that there is something about that night that would change many things. Still, he can’t deny her. He CANT!!!

“Kya hua…you there??? “, She asked, listening to the storm spread in his silence.

“Yep…bolo… I am here…was just not expecting your call..not so late actually”, he said, snuggling into Anand’s chair. He had told Anand and his roommate(only one of them was in the hostel at that time that they can sleep in his bed instead and he would rather not like to be disturbed. Others had gone to some place or other, so it was sort of a privacy for him. Just like he wanted.)

“Well… how are you “, she asked him for the first time in many days after the fool’s day fiasco.

“I am good…gr8!!!”, he said, trying to find some meaning in her questions and trying to fool himself that this is just a simple call, that it has nothing to do with the proposal.

“Hmmmm….Are you alone there??”, she asked.

His heart missed a heartbeat. It cant be! For a moment he thought that the unthinkable is going to happen.
I can still feel the disappointment in his heart when it simply turned out to be a casual question and nothing as he dreamt of with open eyes. Anyways, he was glad she broke the ice by asking about the Fool’s Day Proposal. But at the same time, he feared the things he had known for a very long long time and prayed to god to favor him this one last time. Seems god also sleeps at night.

It started very innocently with a joke. He said something about the delhi girls and she was at her best denying it. Then talks drifted towards future, about college and her admission(Which was pending as of then.. she was in Delhi after her 12th board examinations) and stuff like that.
“Navneet, were you serious that day?”, suddenly she took a giant leap and asked it.

He was relieved…. he was afraid… He had the answer…He couldn’t say it….He had to…

“Yes ‘S’ “… he said and instantly smiled…smiled at the ease with which many things had become crystal clear between them…smiled at the joy it brought to him thinking that finally he had the courage to tell her that he loves her…smiled at his foolishness of April 1st proposal idea… smiled at everything…

“hmmm…really? You love me?”, she still needed some assurance, having had her own set of heartbreaks, she was no novice to these things afterall….or atleast he thought so…

“Hmmmm..yes S..I love you…and not from today.. I have loved you for last 3 years….And I was silent all these years only for everyone’s peace of mind…There was a lot of confusion already…and I thought perhaps the best thing to do is to be quiet…and not to tell anyone..”,He said more than he thought of…and felt proud about it..

“You know something??”, she said with a tinge of naughtiness in her voice…

“What!!??”, he was irritated..obviously..

“I knew that you sort of liked me… I knew it from the way you looked at me”, she said it so simply as if it was nothing….and he took 3 years to say it.

“Huh….We seldom talked in Ranchi….and whenever we did, it was in the presence of either my bros or yours…remember??”, it was nice seeing them having a heart to heart talk…it was really soothing after all these years of suffocating and keeping it inside, he was finally able to speak his mind….he did not know it but something was changing inside him that night…He will never be that shy guy again…He will never be an introvert again… he will never get away without speaking what his mind desires and what his heart thinks…
He will never back down again….

He is still fighting…

To be continued….

>I am going down


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Well…. To be frank, I am bored. Bored of this place, bored of people, bored of lies again and again, bored of same old things…bored of myself. I know its not a very good thing to say, but off late I have lost the direction and I dunno if I am ever gonna know what I was supposed to do. Get a job,get married, raise kids, grow old, die??? Is that it? I dun wanna be like that. That would be the worst thing that could happen to me if I dint find out why I am here… I really gives a severe headache… Crap yaar!!! Atleast the disillusion of MBA kept me busy. Now there is no pretending. And I am glad about it. Atleast not doing the right thing is less dangerous than doing the wrong thing thinking it’s right. I know this one job has changed my attitude a lot and perhaps I have started respecting finer things in life.

I wanted to be a poet, though I do not write any good. But then again, that was where my heart was and perhaps that’s why I write sometimes even today. But this bloody world…well..I can’t eat my poems. I need to earn….WTF! May be someday I will have the courage to break away from this zombie crowd…one day I will… 😦 

Perhaps I will publish my book, even if just one copy of it. 🙂


>– That life isn’t all about sex.


– That there must be something very great in marriage, that’s why the institution has survived morons like me, who do not believe in it.

– That eating the last piece of cake in the room is tougher than cracking an MBA exam.

– That there is always some whiskey in the bottle.

– That best friends are often jerks. You do need to see your alikes in this world at times.

– That its not the best thing to pataao your best friend’s sister.

– That there is no dearth of girls in this world.

– That crying at one’s pain is easiest, laughing is a bit tougher, but telling no one about it is the toughest thing.

– That its never too late untill its really late.

– That none of us can ever forget those eyes and that voice(for guys).


– That its not a right thing to call your ex if you still have got any feelings for her/him.

– That at one point in your life, you would believe that you have lost it, and you would be proven wrong by yourself.

– That truth is stranger than fiction.
– That love does exist, and its not mandatory to love just once. That funda is bull shit!

– That we all wish we were something which we do not understand properly.


– That some plans are executed best when executed in an unplanned manner.

– That some days are plain bad, you can’t do much about them.

– That no matter how much effort you put in, there will be an asshole to tell you its not enough.

– That looks have nothing to do with attracting girls, as far as you have the qualities.

– That some girls are bitches and some guys are bastards.

– That eating an apple a day actually contributes little towards keeping the doc away. Overrated proverb.


– That smoking kills lesser people than malnutrition does.


– That this post is stretching idiotically long and its time for me to sleep…..damnnn… quarter past 4 in the morning….ROFL!!!


– That contrary to popular belief, Daaru ke baad padhne mein bahut mazaaa aata hai!!! 😀

>Back to the future


>I am back on the track. Took my time but now its working fine, my useless brain.. lol… Something exciting coming up…from early morning pics to experiences of a new kind… And as usual..girls 😀


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hmmm… Nice title…what you think? I think it is pretty good. Nice way to start a rather controversial issue. Well, not everyone agrees with me, but then, I never ask anyone to. :p

Back to the topic again, “Are you suffocating?” I mean, I am not talking about that cigarette that you smoked 37 minutes ago, neither about how you are feeling in the loo this early morning. No…. I prefer to talk about them rather straight forwardly . Arghhhhh…ok ok..

When was the last time you really felt at peace with her/him without wanting to feel so? I mean, you should not be looking for internal satisfaction, it should be always there, right? I have seen many relationships; not to forget some of mine too; where either one or the both of the participants(well a rather crude term to use, but then, lets be frank here at least) were just pretending so much to show the other one that they were happy that they almost forget the real meaning of happiness. It is not something which takes a ticket and catches a train, so that it can reach to you at a specified time and place. I hope you do not have that notion of happiness.

So do you feel a longing inside you even now? Despite having so many parties to attend together, how many times do you have dinner together on a non-party day? Is the relationship only meant for parties? I mean okay, in Indian context I am not going to be focusing much on Live-in relationships(though I want to, and I promise will write on it someday), still having a dinner with your better half is no more a taboo in Indian culture!! At least I do not think so! So, tell me, despite him doing so many “cute” and “sweet” things for you, how many times it had been the case that you have expected him to show some more love and were disappointed, only to put up a face still smiling and never telling him how you felt. You’d rather tell your inner self that everything is okay and it is the way life goes. Does it?? Is it what you wanted 1 year back? Are the scenarios same? Are you afraid of talking to him about the issues on your mind? Or are you too afraid of letting go of the stability in your life? Afraid of feeling like a loser?

For guys, I think I can explain your agony with your loved one much better as I am a guy(yes…stop grinning). “Why was her cell busy despite her telling about her studying and not being able to talk to me”, or “Is there someone else”, or “Why is she behaving so strange” to “Why she always starts the same issue…I told her there is nothing between me and my ex!!!” . Remember something??? :p Yes…that’s the way with guys, they will think all this, and will never ask the other one just because they are too afraid and insecure about making things worse than they already are. Wake up guys, it is the best thing to mouth your fears rather than accumulating them inside which often results in bizarre results. It is never wrong to say what is in your mind…never

So .. all I want to say is that do not suffocate… rise up and say what is inside your mind…if the other person loves you so much as both of you think, there should not be any space for such holes in a relationship which suck away all the melody from it.


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How often do you find a person who is an Engineer,Doctor,Journalist,Teacher etc etc etc, and is preparing for MBA? Not quite often? Well, I guess you are a loner, you do not socialize at all then.
Out of 10 people I meet, 7 are preparing for MBA or thinking about it as they “think”(I doubt that) that it would “give a boost” to their careers. Some say they want a better paycheck(Now this I can understand, but still have issues with it), while others say that it is their “Dream”. Still many are out there who simply are not too sure of the reason, but again they “think” it must be good, since everyone is doing it( Like it’s some new form of sex…eh…)

Well, why do we feel the need in first place to get an MBA degree? Is it the money?Or the career boost (or bournvita for that reason) thing? Or is it just a hazy dream(do not confuse with “wet dreams”) ? My question is, is it really what we think it is?

No! It is not that. There has to be more to it. Don’t you want to become someone else because you failed in becoming what you were meant to be, what you were taught to be. You failed to grasp the engineering concepts and today you are at complete loss as to how to direct the workers under you to fix a certain machine which stopped working last weekend. You failed to understand your networks paper properly(spending too much time checking girls out in the class?) and the result is today you can’t fix the issue in creating a secure network at your workplace. Or do you find yourself at the abyss of self confidence when it comes to manage your class, or reporting an accident to your local newspaper office?

So you have decided to run away. Great. You are on your way to become a certified loser. I would not stop you. Why? Simple, you would go on committing such mistakes, giving me apt reason and matter to write on(you see, writing is my hobby…and I sure enjoy it). Also, it would take more than just an advice to make you realise that you have committed a mistake by taking up MBA course at the cost of abandoning your current profession. It will take you a very much coveted MBA job to realise that. The moment when you realise that the MBA job is even tougher than your previous job, you would feel like running away from there also. And I bet you would not have any place to go then. Why? Ask yourself, weren’t it you who abandoned all you had just to get that “dream” fulfilled, to get that “extra money”, to have your share of career”boost”(I prefer complan and bournvita btw) and to get that sense of “I am doing it the right way as everyone is doing it that way…So what if I am getting screwed? Everyone is!!” Well I don’t think you would have same notions about all this MBA things then as you have now.

I am not advocating against MBA or something. I am just saying, do not go for it thinking that it will “change the course of your life”, because it would not. If you think running away from your responsibilities can make you immune to them, or can transform you into something who would learn other things quite effortlessly, then either you are a genius, or you-know-who. Riding up the ladder is not a bad thing, it never is! But jumping from one ladder to another just because yours had a tilted leg puts you in a grave danger. You do not have your ladder which you knew so well, and you will have to balance yourself on a new ladder which will sure take more time and even more effort.

So be sure about this MBA thing before you fill up the forms.. 😛

PS:- All this was written in a hazy state of mind, under the effect of studying hacking, web designing, Quants, EURC , hard rock music and a resolution of being smoke free(and hopefully liquor free) for a lifetime(which is not gonna end anywhere soon, not atleast for next 50-60 years)


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Well, after a zillion years(or so it seemed), I have decided to write something which doesn’t sound negative. It is special to me, as it is for someone very special in my life.

I saw you standing there, looking far in the moonlight,
like a new young bird all set, to take her maiden flight,
Your face was fresh like dew, all lights looked dim by you,
As you talked to guy, I later learnt he was your nephew,

You talked like the cuckoo sings,your hands resembling its wings,
Your eyes were blue like the sea, Oh! How I wished they could see me,
Your skin fairer than snow, and hair like the river flow,
Your cheeks redder than a rose,I wished I could hold you close,

I would never forget that day, when you turned and smiled at me,
I felt light like a feather, in the sky flying high and free,
You came to me and talked for a while,and all I remember is your Smyle,
I remember your laugh,its sound, and my heart went round and round,

You left soon for home,it felt like you’ve gone to Rome,
In though among my friends, I felt like am all alone,
It was the feeling which kept me awake at nights,
While your eyes brightened my heart with its miraculous lights.


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Nothing big…just small. Blog has gone some makeover and I hope it is better than ever before. Visibility is good and I find this minimalistic design thing very comfortable to deal with. Though I have made a hell lot of changes in the original, one thing I love in the original was vast space it gives the user, atleast the user knows he has a very big big big page to view.

I hope you will like it. Please drop in suggestions about it. I would love to hear from you people.

RocK ON!!!


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“I want to buy something for you”,she said. “Why? I don’t need anything”, he said smiling, knowing that its useless to try to convince her once she has made up her mind. She was always this fragile, cute, lovely but at times a very very strong willed girl. He thought,”Perhaps I love the way she defies me….”

They were in love.

“Look at this!!! It’s so sweet. Your sister will like this…I know..she will”, her voice grabbed his attention. But he wasn’t listening anything. He was just listening her voice, not what she said. He looked at her face, so innocent, so fresh and as always, full of love. “Hello!! Where are you mister??? “, and he came back from his hypnotized state. “hmmm?? Did you say something??”,he asked. He could hear only a giggle back and felt a pat on his head… “pagal ho bilkul tum”

“No way…. you aren’t buying me this!! I do not like it…its..its so.. GIRLISH…!!! no way…”. Her face lost all color at his remarks… How she wanted him to have this as a symbol of their relationship!! And this idiot is thinking about his position and all!!Huh!!

“Okay, so tell me finally. Are you letting me gift you this or not?”, she said. “Why, do you think I will allow you do that to me?”, he hit back. “Obviously, I’ll do whatever I want to do with you!”, she said with a mischief in her eyes. He was standing there, shocked. Never before she has been so open with him in person. It took him a moment to regain his composure. “Huh…And what if I do not let you ?”. They were enjoying this for sure, no matter if for the first time.

“It’s very simple,I’ll hit you! I’ll slap you!”, ending the sentence, she slapped him gently on his left cheek. “This is getting too much, I must have a control on myself”, he thought. “Oh! You slapped me you dirty….”, he stopped in the middle of his sentence. She was looking at him as if she was expecting him to open up and wanted him to say what he was saying. He didn’t say a word.

“So you slapped me. I’ll take my revenge and slap you too.”, saying this he moved towards her. No one was in their lane, and it was almost empty, for it was almost 9 pm on a cold evening of December. He stopped at a finger’s distance, realizing he wasn’t going to hit her. She closed her eyes as he lifted his hand. He was looking at her face. Everything else became meaningless in that one moment. He could die happily and have no wishes left in his heart that moment. He looked at her lips. He wanted to kiss them. Perhaps she also wanted him to kiss them. He rested his hand on her cheek and caressed it. He touched his lips with his fingers and suddenly moved away.

She was still standing there with her eyes closed. He went on to sit on a chair and said,” I think its getting late. You should go to your PG now. I also have a bus to catch.” She opened her eyes. He thought he saw some moistness there, but looked away from her. She said,”I’ll drop you to the bus stand else you will get lost”

They didn’t speak another word for next one hour in the taxi.

“Bus stand aa gaya?”
“Haan”
“Ok”
“ok”

“bye”
he didn’t reply to her bye. He just kept looking towards her. Then it happened. She took the clip out of her hair and let them free. He kept looking at her. He wished he had kissed her back in the shop. She just smiled at him, as if to say “It’s ok Navi, I understand”

He turned back and walked towards his bus,into the darkness.


>Well, finally it is over. I am really kind of glad about it. You really don’t like it when your clothes smell of tobacco( and that too burnt) and all your face gets itchy, not to forget the pungent smell left in your hand after you have just finished smoking. It is really a wierd feeling(provided you are conscious about your cleanliness) to have such a smell around you all the day.

That was just one of the million reasons I quit smoking. Well to list some more…

First and the most important, “SMOKING CAUSES CANCER”. Come on… there is no lying about that. It is one of the most dangerous addictions ever hit mankind since it discovered sex. But though both seem to be giving you “a flying state of mind”, the former makes sure you get to the grave(not flying, but being driven a truck or something)
I decided(like million times before) that it was enough for me for one lifetime to take in so much of the smoke. Surprisingly, when I went through a thorough checkup recently, nothing popped up. I mean, nothing like a patch in my lungs, or High BP, or something else in my intestines/throat. I was shocked. Te first thought that came to mind was, “Shit! Now they have started adulterating Ciggis too…?? All my money into nothing? “
On a more serious note, I thought this is one chance God has given me( Though I do not believe in God a lot.. I do a little), and if I throw away this one, I’d never be able to get rid of it.
So, I quit even though it doesn’t seem to have affected me in any serious way(apart from ripping my purse and taking most of it away).

Well atleast I am consistent in this one area. Of quitting things(and sometimes people)
Also, there is this urge among the young men(especially) to look cool. I know a very good friend of mine, Suhas(name changed), who started smoking just to impress other(read girls) and to look cool. He thought it was an integral part of life to do such things. Well, I told him when he was lighting up the first ciggi of his life,”Suhas, do not start this. You will become addicted”. “I wont”, he said.

Today, Suhas smokes atleast a pack daily and says to me, “You were right Navneet, I want to quit now but can’t. Also, doesn’t this look so cool?” I just smile. Well, I do not feel guilty. Atleast I tried.

Another friend, Prashant(name chaanged). He was my roommate and is still among one my best friends. Its another thing that we do not talk much anymore. Anyways, this was the guy who introduced me to the world of smoking and porn. Well, I never watched any till I went into college.
So here was this guy, who was smoking since…ummm…1999..and we met in college in 2004. He was so thin my pants used to slip away from him. I too was thin back then, not now…lol.. So he always used to smoke. Morning tea, after breakfast, 10 am tea, before lunch tea,after lunch ,afternoon tea and blah blah blah… I wondered how could he do that with such a fragile health.
2006 october. The guy fell sick. Vomiting and high fever. Blood too. He was taken to his home by his brother and when after 2 months he returned, he could barely be recognized. He was half of his previous self. It was really shocking for all of us.

Initially he didn’t tell us what he actually suffered from. Then one day he broke down in front of some close friends and told us he was detected with T.B. We were shocked. I mean we see these things all the time in movies and TV. But we never think it could happen to us. There lies the problem. We keep telling ourselves lies that nothing will happen to us. After all, who has died after smoking one cigarette??? huh…blasphemy!!

So, this guy was totally barred from many things. His brother came to stay with him for a month and he was undeer constant medication. He took the university paper in that state of mind and body. You sure won’t wanna suffer like that.

We talk sometimes. I ask if he has been smoking again. He tells me… “Not now..never ever after college.” A beer is what he has sometimes to get over with the tension of daily life. But smoke? No way.
He always used to say something which I remember. Though many people said it, but seems I took the thing most seriously when he said it.
He said,” You will never be able to quit”

I called him yesterday. I told him I quit.


>Well…. After trying so hard for a stable job and and coming this close to being selected, the distance still proved the decider for me….

Its done now.

MBA season 2009


>well…. M getting one…finally… my own lappy which I have dreamt about for years.

Yahoooooooooooooooooooo……


>Well, I wrote this poem last year. I rate this one as my best till date. I was amused myself how could I think of these things. But then, its real. It happens in our world. We do outcast some people and brand them as “unwanted”. This one is dedicated to a girl whom I could never meet. Whom I never knew. She had AIDS.

She’s a small girl, only 8,
but she has seen a lot, mom says its only fate,
she wants to play,out wid the kids,
but mom says NO, perhaps coz she has AIDS,

she spends time in a room, wid the dead dolls,
so alone, that no one sees how many times a tear rolls,

She remembers when she was 7,
and her life seemed to b jus like heaven,
she remembers it was the same year dad died,
mom says he’s on a trip, but she’s seen that mom also cried,

She remembers the red hospital building,mom took her there,
a month after dad’s funeral,
she remembers words like “virus” and “HIV”,
she also remembers doc told mom she has a year or two,

She has seen on TV,AIDS doesn’t spread by a touch,
still she’s bafflled why she can’t share Bro’s lunch,
She prays to the GOD to be kind,
and make her family happy again,

Her mother’s very sick nowadays,
that’s why granny came to stay,
She can see life go out of her mom’s body,
she frowns,perhaps that’s satan’s only hobby,

Her mother died yesterday,before her eyes,
and now she knows she’s the next,no more lies,
she lives with the granny,her bro’s safe 8 uncle’s,
she misses a company,some1 to play with,

she uses crutches to walk,
and now its difficult to talk,
she doesn’t eat much now,
but she mumbles a lot,

She prays to the GOD,to send her to her parents,
With whom she can live happily forever,
And she hopes there she can get friends to play with,
she hopes for a life without crutches,

I don’t know her and you don’t know her,
and perhaps that’s why we don’t give a damn,
but let me tell you,its worth a billion bucks,
to put a true smile on her little lips,

I hope someday I can make her happy,
just by being with her for a while,
She might be here for a shorter time,
but that doesn’t mean she can’t smyle…..

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