Blog: Weekend story

It is over now. It begins by rushing out of a workplace on Friday evening, frantic phone calls, long delays of traffic and waiting for mates to meet and then something u dream of eating/having all week and then some me time. I prefer to spend some time alone by the sea side. I love the sea shore. You have gotta spend an evening at the Marine Drive, pack some salted peanuts, behind your back let the world go places and run around crazy, while you can look forward to the glitter of sun rays of the setting sun making the water shimmer and then see the Queen’s Necklace sparkle as dusk smoothly transits to an evening. I love it for the breeze, for the span of the horizon, for the scene changing ever second, literally. Let s just say that it is no coincidence that the best properties around the world are besides a water body, most of capital city around the world are also by a river side. I said most and not all. I have been visiting that place, albeit infrequently but never for once felt bored and tired wanting to just fade away in the bustling crowds. Never ever am I likely to do that.

The grey skies kept turning dark, it was a threatening looking dark-blue-black with winds howling and tide picking up and slight rain. The lightening was missing the action and thunders were silent too, only the wind made its presence felt along with whizzing cars. We friends met and then ate and drank; I made it home, a touch too late, but had a good sleep.

Next day a few more phone calls, morning cup of cold coffee and the trip to the optician for getting my specs not sun glasses but specs. I am already pretty timid and hopping to get used to glasses. I felt so bad that left eye saw everything blurred until correct type of lens helped enhance the picture and sharpen the colours. I was happy to see what I was missing, although I knew had to have glasses, perhaps wrong types of surging namely Net and channel did me in. I never the less got one and realized with you have limited amount on capital, everything seems to be a capital investment rather than another splurging expense. At least I would like to believe so.

Movie: Hangover


On Saturday saw Hangover, it was a phuckin good movie. A typical movie about guys, bachelor party, lots of swearing. If a bunch of guys wanna hang around, they have to check it out. It wasn’t just a comic flick, it had it sense of drama, action and thrills and spills. But it was definitely worth the fun. I was planning to watch it for sometime before I final did manage to see it. It was followed by a good hefty dinner and deep sleep. Sunday was pretty much relaxed at home, deeply thinking about getting early on Monday. I did manage it and life came to almost a full circle when I reached on time for a change.

The video added in the second edit.

About: A temporary title.




You Are Intuitive



You are very sharp and shrewd. You can see the best and worst sides of people.



Right now, you are seeking peace and tranquility in your life.



You are drawn to people who are passionate and deep.



You feel like there is nothing in your life that needs to be changed.



You are quick to react. You are courageous and bold.



Sitting on the sea shore counting the waves looking beyond the stretched horizon. The horizon being the place where the sky meets the seas, in reality they part being of the same system, seemingly looking at each other and touching each other all the time, but never happen to meet. I often feel that as the waves approach me, I also reach out to those waves. The clash of the waves with rocks or their run up the slope of the sandy shore, the different colours the light refracts into the different hues, the gentle whizz and whirl of the winds in your ear that brings a eternity to mind and timelessness in the heat.The sense of so many things happening when everything around seems full of subtlety and simplicity. Is evolution something dynamic and yet so silent, changes so slow that you don’t notice it change and all of a sudden you say to your self, Oh Hello!! Where have I been?

I often ridiculed people who said change is painful, I was good or thought I was good at adopting changes, but didn’t ever realising it was about adopting changes, it is chosing what you have to change and the gruel and struggle that is painful. Giving up pain can be painful too, nothing is given up or earn with the stir of magic wand. If you get things luck when good luck blesses you, then those things would be snatched when ill fate curses you when you cross path.




You Are Mostly Virtuous



You are a good person, or at least as good as you can be.

You try to do the right thing, and you have ended up with many virtues.



While you are virtuous, you aren't a saint.

There's definitely a bit of devilishness deep in your heart!



Where You Are Virtuous



You have the virtue of Temperance. You don't eat or drink excessively.



You have the virtue of Industry. You know how to do what's useful and avoid time wasters.



You have the virtue of Justice. You treat other people fairly, even when you don't feel like it.



Where You Are Not Virtuous



You lack the virtue of Moderation. You are attracted to extremes of all sorts.



You lack the virtue of Order. Many aspects of your life are chaotic and a total mess.



You lack the virtue of Frugality. You tend to spend and waste money freely.



I suggest anyone who has a blog block,should try blog things. I am not sure if I am going through a blog block, I am simply unable to blog of pretty ordinary regime aka daily routine I have adopted and meaninglessly wandering about. I guess I need to be more firm with myself.Although I did finish reading Brida - Paulo Coelho but I think I had set a stiffer target only to brush off things nightly again. This post is one from teh draft and I would love to take it further on the second edit. Meanwhile, this one is almost past the thought of post before I mended ways and decided to post it.

About: King of Pop


The Moon Walker

Michael Jackson is no more. A legend a performer passed away and left one and all a bit of a shock and dismay, although his hysteresis dies down over the last decade or so but he remains near mythic icon for pop music. My father though still confused if he was a singer or a dancer but did by a few Michael Jacksons cassettes and one of the first CDs he bought was an MJ compilations.
The hysteria for MJ almost preceded him every where he went and he manage to whip such gigantic wave of emotions, something which may be equaled in the future but will never ever be bettered. Some said that in music industry there was Michael and then there were other while some said he was one man rescue team for the music industry. I don’t know whether Nasem Taleb would consider a black swan event or a white swan. (This has nothing to with him or other being black or white, beige or sky blue.) There was no doubting his fan following, his talent and performance and his ability to zoom past the #1 on all music charts but you can also say that he left behind lots of doubts and confusion. I think he would have to be top few person in last 50 years who bought people alike.
He remained an antonym to the word normal. I think it is safe to conclude there would be no other Michael Jackson. I wanted to do a Michael Jackson post a few months back but wasn’t to be, I wasn’t planning his obituary though. But guess that is how life unwinds. No matter what he did he made jaws drop, despair and affection for him was in equal measure and one could have never ever ignored him. A confusion which is kinds a hereditary, I mean something on similar lines to my father; I wonder if he was a better singer or a better dancer. I think he was par excellence in both which made him perhaps the most loved and revered performer, so much so that the best of performer swear by his name. I often see him and Madonna as parallels, interns of eccentricity, marvelous performances and their mass following.

MJ would remain a legend and I think the fan following will only grow.

The Blonde Bomshell Farah Fawcett died fighting cancer on the same day. I wish to bid her adieu as well.

Second Edit:

When Amul posts,you see.
They have dedicated this to Micheal Jackson.

Blog: Sum of parts and whole

Do you in your life feel it as well, when sum of the parts of your life is not equal to (a little less than expected) than the whole? Lots of things happening all round me and I feeling like a mere spectator in my own life. Surely something wrong and there seems to be a disconnect of sorts between what it is and my understanding of it. What has understanding to with realization. Isn’t the jump between knowledge and wisdom characterized by something? I think first thing first I need to get my sleeping time right, surely early to bed early to rise makes man healthy wealthy and wise.

Early to bed ...

Waking up early and sleeping sounds adventurous but isn’t, sleeping early and waking up early sounds boring but truly isn’t. Why sleep? It is simply one of the most important exercises of the body? Excess or shortfall directly affects the whole body. Enough of gyaan on sleep. Waking up in the middle of the night and writing a blogs is again pushing the envelope to far for comfort. If TV was idiot box, I don’t know what they call a laptop. Surely life is more beautiful and adventurous outside 1024x768.

This blog comes almost as a failed attempt, you know sometimes you almost try so hard and then fail to budge a problem and all of a sudden things turn to your favour and all angst pours out and there is an overwhelming feeling of aghast that sets in. That’s what I felt couple of evening back as I returned home after one more day of my internship, where everything is on interest. I have always said people that theory is useless, experience is more important. But I like to take a contrarian view. I think there is a difference between taking a contrarian view and being contradictory. Contrarian view may have the same goal in mind may differ on the process, contradiction mean speak completely different, literally. Here the meaning the goal the process all challenge conventional wisdom.

Submerged in gloom

Often in life you need to sallow the bitter pill there is not much you can do at that point in time. Often the question why me? Does arise but al suitable questions must wait for suitable time to be answer. Patience is the key. If you keep getting problems in life and they seemingly and progressively get harder but give you immense satisfaction and motivation to go one, then you have to imagine yourself on the correct path. Guess the darkest hours is one before sunset.
You too like me would meet people that amaze you with skills, I met this guy, I mean I couldn’t even follow him while he while he was juggling with the keyboard and everything transpired in minutes while it took me couple of hours to understand what is it all about. That was on an Excel sheet. One has to excel in excel I guess. I was decent in MS Access it use to be fun. But Ms Excel is something else. Get a decent hang of MS Excel has just risen up my priority ladder for now.
The stock market continue to interest me, I too have some interest in stock market, things look rosy a week back. A big boss calling it green shoots, I don’t know much about green and shoots but what the world economy need is more than one Parachute. I don’t know when things start to get real good, but I don’t think all is hunky dory. I remember watching one of the business channels and someone just a month back before the election announced suggested that market has already discounted the result. The Sensex opened the next Monday morning and people could even wink an eyelid before the market hits upper circuit, needless to say since then there is opportunity to earn some profit or book minimal losses. No one knows where the markets headed in short term, but lets see.

India bowed down out of T20 World Cup on account of huge expectation from everyone. A few of the people also believed it was just a cake walk. Few realized that walking through a cake is real mess. But personally there is always another time. India go on cruise to Caribbean, there next assignment.

It is ideal to blog everyday at least twice a week is a must but if one starts feeling lazy writing ones own blog then it is kind of alarming situation. If you have been a blogger then one must blog for therapeutic reasons alone. The best part is people come and realize that we are in equal mess and rowing on not only the same boat but pretty much the same side of the boat. So, everyone get more than a shoulder to cry on and you offer a shoulder for more than one person to cry on. It get spooky when people start to get the hidden meaning right. It is almost like watching the edge of the seat thrillers and you know what is going to happen.
I saw Angels and Demons, it is amazingly made movie and bears little with the novel, one can watch it purely for Tom Hanks. It isn’t like Da Vinci code which ran parallel to the novel for most of the time. This movie Angels and Demons meander around the novel but seldom ran parallel with it. Another movie I watched was the Hindi flick 99, I think it was a good watch; I had fun watching the movie when I realized one of the characters in the movie was seating in the same hall and checking out the movie.
The time after lunch when the office AC is at full blast and you feel want to have a quick nap I crave for something sweet, the other day only thing in my mind was baloo shahi. I haven’t had one for quite a while. But I believe I have a sweet tooth. I love having desserts after lunch or dinner.

Blog: Realigning self



There is some sense of timelessness about the song,all parties involved in the song have shades of an evergreen to them, Lataji, the singer, S.D. Burman, a master in his own right, Shailendra, the lyricist, who penned on of the more memorable songs, Waheeda Rehman, along with Madhuballa, Meena Kumari, Nargis, Vyjanthimala in formed the pantheon of leading ladies of the sepia, overtures. Then there was Dev Anand, unique was his middle name. He, along with Dilip Kumar and Raj Kapoor, formed a troika, success of whom is still is the part of a Golden chapter of Indian cinema. The technical aspect was supreme too, the lyrics, music, dialogues, camera, work, such supreme work, never mind the lack advancement in filming or recording of things like those. The quality of worked has not been the same since then.

Anyways the song perfectly reflects the mood, exams are finally over, beeen a good end of summer. The exam ended on my birthday so there was one more reason for jubiliation. I dont know after how long I may be getting a break. I have couple of biogrpahies and auto biographies lined up so hopefully will spend time reading that, then there are some movie old and new I would like to watch some of those for sure. There is strike so no new movies have released for quiet some time now, I am waiting for Angels and Demons to release. I loved every bit of Da'Vinci Code. One could say Dan Brown is predictable, at least I can say so since I have read all four of Dan Brown's novels. I can say that I could see the end coming when I had completed three fourth of the novel. But like in teh case of most novels I have read, you tend to guess the end before the novel ends. I have read a dozen or so novels, many Archers, Sheldons, Dan Browns a couple of Coelho, but I could take a guess and what might happen. I must say though I still find Sherlock Holmes quiet intriguing or some unknown reason. Homles and unknown cant be separated by much, can they?

I don't know if Birthdays, are men to be this tiring, but have had a few cakes since morning, lots of good wishes,fast food and some chillers and a gift in the day. Then some quiet evening dinner at the nearby restaurant, with family off course, a few days of relaxation before the mind starts nibbling on cheese of what to do next. Lets see.