Trip To Airport

Why not? A trip to airport is what I always look forward to. Reasons? Plenty !! But here are few..

 1. Cost Effective. Entire trip can be winded up in 500 bucks, unless you are planning on exploiting the entire menu at every stall in the food court.

2. Time effective. It takes exactly 2 hours to reach there, and 1.5 hours to come back. Plus a time span of half an hour to 2 hours, depending how long you loiter around :P

3. You get a feeling of an actual trip, with people and luggage, all around you, right from the time you board the bus, to the time you come back. Still you are in your city. The crux is: you can quit travelling and come back home, when ever you want, in minimum-est time. :)

The things you can expect to see on the way to aiport:

1. A smashed car/truck or both. The number of people hovering around explains how recent was the accident. Directly proportional !

2. A broken car, and at least two people bizee on their mobile phones. Either they are trying to call their friends. My message to them: no one in this world will come to pick you from "route to airport. forget it !  " (thats my message to my friends, in case they ever land up in such a situation. :D.)
    Or they are trying to reach easy cab or meru .. Even they wont come, forget it. I know by a personal expirience

3. A guy pulling his bike on a flyover. Either his bike ran out of fuel or may be flat tyre. Who knows? Still wearing his helmet. Thats for sure. Either too embarassed to pull it off, or too proud to. No idea about that.

4. Some local crowd, who needs a lift. My question is, how the hell did they get stuck in that remote area in the first place?? MY message: Go back using the same means of commute, as you reached here. Thumbs up and waving hands wont help you, just annoys others. 

5. If you are driving, beware ! sooner or later a car would pass by, with loud music, loud enough to make you deaf for a week. And some wannabes honking, and shouting. Again, I am not sure why.

Things you will see at the airport.

1. Six stray dogs. No more. No less. If you dont trust me, please go and count and let me know :). Donot undermine these dogs. They have more sense than the "beggars" at signals. They donot attack you from all sides. Rather they would come one by one, with some time interval 'c' , where
                               
  c = ( amount of food you have / number of dogs in the agreement ) 

They would peacefully move around you, hoping to get your attention. Give them a single glance and their tongue slides from side of their mouth and licks their left cheek. (An indication "how mouth watering your food is , can i get some? yum yum yum.. ").

2. A group of college kids either in parking lot or food court, with some birthday celebration, cake in back of the car and loud music, of'course.

3. Expensive "devil's own" at CCD (biased people :-/ )

4. Last but not the least, passengers. Airport couldnot have been what it is, if there  were no passengers, who are actually going somewhere. Wish them a Safe Journey

Bhikari Who got a Ferrari

PS: Wrote it for fakingnews. Unpublished, but worth a smile :)

Its has been told by some inside sources, that Ram Gopal Verma, (Ramu) went nuts after reading the famous book by Robin Sharma: Monk Who sold his Ferrari.
The book has impacted him to such an extent that he plans on making a sequel of the movie. Here are a few Qs n As with Ramu:

Q: how did the idea generate?
Ramu: After reading the book I realized that there is a lot of potential in the book title.

Q: So the movie is based on the book?
Ramu: No!! I dont steal scripts. And anyways, the book is complete bullshit about self realization, and I dont know what.
I dont read such stuff. Its the book title that interests me. And the movie title is totally opposite to the book title
It is : Bhikari who Bought a Ferrari

Q: So could you give us some insight on what the movie is all about.
Ramu: Well, we are still working on the script. It can be about a beggar who buys a ferrari from Robin Sharma for 2 reasons:
1. He can get it at a very low price, as the writer of the book needs instant money to buy monk-ish clothes, which are pretty cheap.
2. He hopes to become a monk himself buy reselling the ferrari, in future.
As this is a social awareness movie, we will not be affording any MBA fresher from Australia ( infereing Mohit Alawat),
but people from within the industry, who are free and ready to pay to come on big screen like Vivek Oberoi.

The release date of the movie is said to be somewhere near 30 Feb, year is yet to be decided.
This auspicious date has been decided by Ramu's Personal Pandits, who claim that if the movie gets released on this particular date, it will be a superhit.

So lets not keep our fingers crossed, as we know what is down the lane.. :)

What did Shrek lose, And what would I?

Like any regular human, I have had dreams, problems, risks and some independent decisions to make. Some realistic goals, other few unrealistic standards I had set for myself and rest all were hallucinations.
At the age of 25, if I look back, there are few things I am happy about like being adamant to study further when my relatives ( no.. no.. not my parents, they are nice people), but my orthodox relatives who expected me to settle down at the idiotic age of 17. Yes!! thats true.

A moment I am proud of , when I rescued 7 puppies from a roadside gutter.Other things that I am too embarassed to admit, and I am not going to admit here also. :P

But the best part of all this has been, I never regret any moment, any decision ever taken. I trust myself to the extent, that what ever I did, there must have been, and there was a reason, judgement, instinct.

I had always wanted to study in a reputed college, a big brand name wala college. But after my graduation, my over-concerned relatives were dying to see me "happily-married" ( buhuhu hahahaa.. Devils!! )

So I grabbed the first opportunity that came by, and did masters from the same college. I just wanted to keep a door open, a Leo hates being tied down, and so do I. So luckily I got another period of 3 years, to live my life.

Just as a teenager forgets that he ever wanted to be a fighter pilot, and trades his motor controlled airplane for, lets say, a guitar and a adolescent gives up his dream to start a rock band and sells his guitar to buy a bike because now he wants to be a nomad types traveler.. The trading never stops. You give up one dream for other one, and then this one for the next one and in the end, you are left with something you dint even bother about in the first place.

After my final year, just as the crowd headed towards getting a job, even I landed in a decent paying job, a metro city, with my parents proud, and relatives still cribbing about my marriage and my age and all that "B-town-crap"

But wait, where did my dream go? What about that "big brand college"? How could I forget it? How dare I forget it?

Today, at the age of 25, if I look forward, I see 2 versions of me.
One is happily married and settled, the typcial "safe future" stuff. My parents would be happy for me, and my relatives would still be grumbling, may be they want to see a family tree growing (Bull Shit!!) and myself in all the halla-baloo with a regret in heart, what if I had tried, only if I had tried..

The other one is in a "big brand name wala" college, and may be a job at Google. (sigh!!) and need I say more? :D

But the truth lies somewhere in between. None of them can be true. Or may be one of them can turn out to be my fate. It all depends on which path I choose today. Failure does not frighten me, it never has. It just breaks my morale for sometime, disheartens me for a long time, but then who hasn't failed. Even I have. N number of times in life. So the failure isn't new to my tongue.

The scary part is regret. Realizing each and every day,the absence of courage, which led to something I hadn't wished for in the first place.That is something I cannot live with.

So why not try. At max I would fail. At max, I would land up in a job, which does not pay according to what I had dreamed of, but thats exactly what is happening now. So no worries.

When Shrek was pissed off disappointed with his life, he traded a day from his past, only to come back and realize what he had in present. So might I, but the journey would be worth.

So winding up in one of my favorite quotes I heard somewhere:

You got a dream... You gotta protect it. People can't do somethin' themselves, they wanna tell you you can't do it. If you want somethin', go get it. Period.

Peace Out..

When you have nothing in specific to say, or to do , still you feel like saying something or writing something.
(not that I am too smart to finish off all my pending tasks, but I am too lazy to check off every thing from my to do list managed in my sub-conscious mind)
When you have ample of time, trust me, you will end up doing nothing. At least thats 200% true in my case.

Each sunday I complain to my flatmate, I wish 3 din ka weekend hota and luckily this time 4th april is a holiday on the occassion of Ugadi.

A long, peaceful, wished for and long awaited weekend is here. Today is friday night. If I go through my virtual list, there are so many things to do:

1. Join Yoga classes again, the joining date was postponed as I told my self day over day: kal se pakka, I am too tired today
2. Study for my interview , or lets say get some of the never ending technical gyan
3. Read one of those four Reader's Digest novels, I bought out of fascination as if I am an avid reader ( lol )
4. Cook all those recipes I have wished to, but did not, again due to lack of time, or as I told myself. (damn!! I make so many excuses to myself !!)
5. Paint the big blank wall in my room, I have the design , pattern, color.. all set in my virtual canvas, of'course, but still it has not been implemented.

and Blah Blah Blah.. the list is endless and for your sake, lets not get into long term plans.. :D

And what am I actually doing at 3:15 am on Saturday morning ?
 Writing a blog post about my incompetencies and procrastination !!

Yes. At least I am doing one of the "n" number of things I wanted to do. And I am feeling much better.

 B'coz when you achieve one little goal, no matter how small it is, you feel that other things are possible too.
When your mind is at peace, things do work out. And they do work out fine. Trust Me. 

Introductory Note

wel .. Dys is d 1st blog um writing.. and altho um personally not very much convinced wid d "whole idea of blogging"..

It makes me feel like ur personal diary getting available on google..

( if i write abt my day to day or week by week experience) .. and that is not a very comfortable idea, letting every hans n grattle peeping in ur life.

On d other hand if i consider the emotions of regular bloggers: it gives dem a space to speak aloud.. hav a presence..

But judging on both d arguments: i find it a funny way to make urself feel imp.. (HELLO.. I AM ALSO DER kinda slogan)..

So by writing a blog , i hereby willingly agree to blog as frequently as possible (BUT with some sensible stuff ).. and be a part of d "blogging mania" myself..