Sunday Buffet......

During my graduation days, the most predominant trouble we had had was with meals on Sundays......our "kaam wali" was a little classy and posh....so she had refused to cook on Sundays. Eventually we strayed on city roads seeking for cheap, hygienic food stations......there wasn't any alternative to get around this frustrating compulsion until just after a little brain storming we devised an indecent but quite elegant way to remediate the looming trouble.....we decided to find and attack the best buffet party going on in nearby locality......usually the ones with more crowd and less security.....you might think, it was not a good idea and I too have guilt-conscious revealing this to you.....but, trust me....we did it in sheer obligation......and I believe, nothing accounts for a bad trait in student life, you have rights to claim student excuse everywhere



An interesting incident related to our "free buffet" happened once in a party at the nearby ground...the glimmering entrance of party-area was accompanied by some hosts who welcomed every guest walking in ...we strutted in wearing a plastic smile to gently acknowledge the hosts......no sooner we were in, at least 15-20 flavors of different dishes competing for air space smacked on our face..sweet, sour, tangy, chilli, pungent, masala and more descriptive adjectives than I care to list...the aromas invaded all our capillaries from head to feet which added to appetence....you know what? when you see nearly 40-50 saucers of delicious food in front of you......and given that you are starving daylong and that food is of free of cost......your get utmost sense of delight and gratification and you hardly care to notice anything going around.....above all.....our gang was nothing but a bunch of bankrupt, poverty-stricken, losers who looked at the party food just as the craving wild wolves look at the fresh chopped meat......someone looking at us would have easily made out that we had been deprived of food for long.....within no time we were on our business.....you could perceptibly notice the intimate pleasure we had had while gulping every morsel of the meal....we ingested nearly everything that obstructed the sight and didn't even burp after consuming items from every single saucer.....



Our gala feast wasn't yet over as we turned to desserts and fruit nectars..still unbeknownst to the material world, guys extracted scoops of ice-cream with trembling hands when a rather known face drew everyone's attention..suddenly a discomposure struck to everyone.....we noticed some of our college girls standing at the corner of shamiyana, observing our activities, speaking among themselves and laughing at us......movements froze, jaws dropped, eyes wide opened, I nearly coughed out the rasgullla I had gulped.......we were stunned when we found that it was party of one of our classmate girl.....and that at least 15-20 girls of our college were present around in that party....to make things worse.....all of those 20 girls in attendance had distinctly noticed how vigorously we had been devouring meals....I was dumbfounded and did not know how to react back to their expressions.



We finished meals and immediately exited the area.....for next 20-30 days we either disappeared from college or looked at our toes while walking in college.....in next coming days we did not even dare to look at any party side areas or decorations.....

I am not dead.....

I am alive and doing wonderful........I wish I could give a logical explanation of why I didn't write since last month......but none exists.......neither I was too busy with work.....not was I struggling to spare time from my not-very-busy schedule......it is simple....I don't prefer to compel my instincts to do something unless it comes from the gut.......writing comes natural to me.......if I don't feel like writing, most probably, I won't......if any of you out there visited my page for new posts....the let me apologize for it.....

So things have pretty much changed in life......recent separation from my closest friends has added to the somberness......yes, I stay with my brother now......it is difficult to convince yourself and get adjusted to such new phase......at least not easy for someone who had been staying with friends since last 8 years.....no more freaking out on streets.....no more pillow fights.....no more pranks and verbal instigation.....no more dirt, filth and uncleanliness in the room (and on bed, of course)......and above all....a tragic surrender of all slang, abuses and profanity which added spice to our discussions.....

For some initial days.......the cleaned ambiance didn't suit me.....quite unusual for someone who has continuously subjected himself to dust and kachra.....the deprivation from my regular dust born mattress affected my sleep......sanitized bathroom, clean kitchen, well arranged items in wardrobes added to allergic sensitization.....I took time to get habituated to this major shift in my lifestyle.....but then, this was one of just another awkward things I face in day today life......I was soon over it.....

Laziness continue to be a companion still.....may be, because I and my brother both are lazy.....perhaps he is quite more in magnitude than I.....during weekends we wake up at afternoon 1 PM or later.....then brush our teeth and then take 30-45 Mins to decide whether we want to cook the lunch or have it outside......most of you would think that cooking at home is good option, which then, in our case is a laborious operation.....so we walk out to some near by restaurant.....while we go out of apartments everytime I find a lot of kids playing at the parking area.....I frown on few of them occassionally for no particular reason just so that they keep away from my bike and don't tamper its accessories....my brother had his helmet lock broken by some kids while we used to stay at paradise....then here someone stripped off his gatepass sticker......usually these menacing creatures also leave my bike on choke and I don't figure it out until I notice in the feul indicator that the fuel is drying rapidly....

Things still seem to be going fine.....I don't notice any dramatic changes in me except keeping my bedsheet little cleaner than earlier.....and yes, washing undergarments is now a routine thing : D

will post more updates soon.....thanks.....

The real u.....

A very common question that people ask me often is what kind of books I read.....in reply to this, I just smile and correct them to go sequentially by asking the question that should ideally precede this one......"do I like reading or not?".....and to ans this honestly.....not really......yes, I don't read many things apart from my technical documents, as, those help me to stay abreast to the kind of job I do....and normally after the daylong stressful work I don't have enough time (and nerve) left which could help me dare pick up even a slim size magazine.....but it doesn't mean that I don't read at all....I read less often and when I read, I read things which have a message and purpose...thing which would let me wondering for days...things that would help me make my existence worth in this world....I try to keep away from novels.....as I find fiction too unrealistic.....not criticizing, just stating my stand point......most of such fiction books are novels.....it is a fact that often within your group/circle/company who you are is not decided by "who you are" but by how far and soon you adapt the culture of your group/company/circle....and if by chance you happen to descend on a group of novel freaks....and given that you hate novels....you are in a big trouble....because all the time the group keeps discussing only about novels....now the notable thing with novel readers is that, that they form a sort of community wherever they go....and interestingly, most of them throw unanimous views on any bestseller.....if someone praises the author....it's natural for other to repeat the same words......(first guy...)..."ooh, that novel.....awesome man!!"....(next guy...)..."yup....that's really a good read!!"......(you would get a sense of a unanimous accord)...."yes..yes...that was really awesome!!!".... (I wonder...Did anyone really read it?).......As far as my observation in such meetings is concerned.....I have classified the of novel readers as below (no hard feelings):

1. Read-Count readers - These readers.....I don't disagree that they don't enjoy the context and subject of the book.....but they can go to any heights to increase their read counts so they can boast in front of community that they have finished a record breaking "this many" novels....the hastiness to finish novel drives them so bad that they tend to skip pages......"oohh yaar....this page is too boring.....I should drop it and consider reading next page.....ohh next page is same too.....this writer throws too many things far away from real mystery........"...ok on your behest I shall ask author to reveal the mystery in the whatever page you desire....

2. Fast-Finish readers - These readers are more concerned about their reading speed and often take it as matter of dignity......these type of novel readers compete for speed......"oohh....you heard...she says she finished 1000 pages novel in 2 days....Dang!.....sheer bluff!".......some would moan over their speed..."yaar....main 1 hafte se 3rd section pe hi atkaa hun....".....some, in an intent to prove their genius...."well, she read this novel in 2 days......I will show that I can finish this in just 1 day..".......and the entire day ends up in a closet without food (and sanitation??)....putting all their might to finish the novel within 24 hrs of duration....hhhmm....quite dramatic

3. Shelf-decor readers - I am not sure if it is right to call this category people as readers.....because their focus is more on their bookshelf rather than reading......may be they purchase novel.....overturn few pages.....and shove it to bookshelf.......then read the condensed version online.......steal some quotes from Internet and paste it in Gtalk custom status message (particularly with "busy" sign)......later when community visits......they point to the novel in Shelf and say......"This novel kept me thrilled for the entire course of reading"........and then community coos the usual... "I too....." and "Me too....."

4. inferiority-complex readers - Quite large part of community consists of this type of readers.......who find it difficult to speak anything in community discussion as they hardly had had a chance to read any novel and usually have less or no idea.....they think they will be looked down upon in community and that if they have to keep their rapport intact they would have to undertake the business of novel reading.....no matter how unwillingly.......then what?......they borrow novels.....and catch their breathe only after finishing the one or two......this helps them get some space in discussion......

4. simple-sane reader - these are the reader who read 90% of matter in the novel (I know....no-one reads every single page)...they are generally mute when discussions are being done and open their mouth only when required......they have nothing to do with speed, count, show-off or inferiority....because they do have a high score for all of these......they are selective and don't turn to just any novel.....

In summation......reading is something that comes natural to anyone....reading is a hobby.....you cannot force yourself to accept a hobby that you don't consider hobby..... people do anything to prove their fitment in the company they are part of.....even if that would compel them to venture into the uncharted territories of totally different interest areas......well...to get influenced by such social affiliations is good...especially when it is positive.....but getting transformed from 'you' to some 'xyz' just because of gaining attention is what people call "lack of individualism"....lack of "being yourself" thing.....

Dog eat Dog

Men is the deadliest predator in the world.....I read this somewhere.....and there are no reasons why I shouldn't agree to it....if we see history...from ramayana to mahabharata....intentions of mankind have always been obsessed by land, women, wealth, religion and strength.....in every era, we have vividly witnessed that the never-ceasing penchant of men conquering these entities has escalated trivial incidents to great atrocities....which have remarkably failed to demise without bloodshed, sabotage and massacre....men have killed their own kins (brothers, fathers, uncles, cousins) and sometimes almost entire family tree to gratify their inner senses.....the most unfortunate thing to note about these periodic inhuman outrages are that that they have left innocents lives miserably affected and devastated....the worst and best part of human mindset is the human "ego" itself.....on one extreme it lets you generate a unique identity of yourself, your beliefs, rationales and perception....on other extreme it can drive you crazy by transforming your trivial hoo-has into deadly conflicts because every conflict converges to a point where individuals' "ego" is questioned.....

It was again that morning I was depressed to see the headline of news paper reporting Jaipur Bomb Blasts......I don't care to know why it happened or who did it......as these questions have now stopped tranquilizing my agitation and are quite uncalled-for....I didn't even read a single word after reading the headline.....had I read any further, do you think that would help anything?.....plus too, I am not sure what reaction I had to show if it were undergone with my people.....I know it's always easier to speak and bullshit with affairs than to actually face it......and that my ideas, comments, words would help nothing to improve situation.....I merely want all these to be over soon ....I am not taking account to just what happens in India but in the entire world....fanatics may stipulate whatever pretext for such incidents, we know their literal motivation is to establish a predominance and let their generations enjoy the rule over the planet.....We certainly have bigger issues to deal with on this planet....I feel sorry that instead of attending those men continue to eat each other for religion/land.....When would men give up these obsessions which kills innocents, spreads hatred and bitterness, instigates communalism?......why do we human beings
forget that inspite of different religions, traditions and beliefs, we all belong to one race that is human race....?

Probably this beautiful song from movie Border which would convey you the gist of my intentions.....as I cannot put it better myself.