DRUNK@@!!!!!!!!!!!!!~~~~~~~~~ fIRANGI paNII//,,,,,,,,,

Just this morning I was thinking about something..I have quiet accepted that I am feeling not very in the moment these days.. Its been like this for a while now…Now what could be the reason to that.. I actually did not ask myself this question… I was under the presumption that its just sad and boring overall.. But then this morning while studying for MBA entrances, it struck me that MAYBE one of the reasons that I am sad is that I feel time is passing by and I am not really killing things around.( not really making the most of),,,, well just then that I realized that whats it is to worry… I shoudnt be fretting.. after all we are the masters of our own universe.. If I am worried about time passing by, then I am already thinking about old age.. Hpw sad is that.. isn’t it.. at 23 yrs of age, old age already frets me.. well, If not age then just the time that’s gone forever, gone where? God only knows.. are we leaving a parallel universe behind us every moment? The second before typing what I am typing, has that second frozen as it was in the gallery of time.. Or that is just over? Non existent after the clock ticks ahead? So strange are the ways of the world.. I don’t really think I am making a whole lot of sense right now as the title of this essay would suggest why..
Hum unko bhulA na sake, par jab who saamne the, toh yeh aazma na sake, kis pathar pe kismet likhi gayi hai hamari? Who pathar ko bhi mitti bana na sake.. apne khwaisho ka mahal bana na sake, par I sbaar hawaye disha badlengi, tuffon aye ya na aye, upper se paigam ayega, aur iss baaar who manzil hum paa ke hi rahenge!!!!!....

random - you may not agree - but its my blog!

Been trying quiet hard to come up with something interesting to write. But the crazy part is nothing interesting happening around. So what to write? Thought of blatantly cooking something up.. but that doest work… thinking hard doesn’t work either!! It gotta flow naturally.. The obsession of doing mba.. how sserious am I into it.. is it just a satiation of ego or I really want to do it.. no answers there.. what would I want to see myself doing 2.4 years down.. no answers there either… the absence of direction shouldn’t misdirect me is all I hope. The current job has atleast instilled one desired job that I would want to do.. currency options TRADING… (doing broking as of now).. that is quiet possible.. all I need to do is do masters from IIM’s MDI FMS… but is that possible is the bigger question… 3 Lacs students vying for 3000 seats.. STUPID COUNTRY…..

The problem I feel with the Indian culture is that there is too much of protectionism for your children. This does clip their wings/ the desire to exceed.. Well the desire to exceed may be there, but the need may not be.. having a very comfortable life since the time you remember can actually be a detriment to your success.. you gotta suffer in order to succeed is what I feel… well there are upsides of the care and growing up in cocoon too.. but more downsides is what I feel.. you gotta break the cocoon and take up some real hard decision man… well too much to write… too little energy in hand… goodnight.. more on this later

staying (un)healthy!

How much fun, to vroom ahead,
Not having to strain your legs,
Work your legs you do,
But that’s way better than walking!

You gotta feed him,
get him regularly checked,
sometimes you name him,
moreso if it’s the first!

It poops, but that’s all gas;
Many actually enjoy the burning fragrance;
You want to bathe him everyday;
Especially at first,
And then you get lazy,
And he grows old!

But you still are fond of
Yours truly ~~~ dear Bike..!

A Double Whammy !!!

To begin with, the domestic help at my paying guest accommodation has ran away today, owing to ill treatment by his employees – reminding me of olden days bonded labour – the bond in this case being minuscule amount of currency and a shelter to stay. His demand of increase in wages is so similar to the work staff at our mill back home in the mountain kingdom of Nepal who have stalled work from the past two days for the same demand – “increase in wages”. So funny it is, I am supporting one increase of wage whereas totally despising the other.. So is the big irony of life…

Why a double whammy???

My very dear friend Rahul is too running “towards” the big states of A, a.k.a USA; this very same day to pursue his dreams of mastering the universe-ity of Pennsylvania, for his MSc.. Here’s wishing him all the very best.. Hope he gets a green card very soon!! ;)

So you see, it’s a double whammy, life’s going to be a tad difficult hence forth.. but hey, life moves on!!!

my own...

do you know, even the river flows faster at night!!!....

so people buck up and move ahead when others aren't watching...

or however you like...

but do.. move ahead...

(dont do here!!)

aaachoooo!!!!!

The dreaded “F” word which sends people scurrying away to safe distance in order to save their faces --- or rather people saving their faces from the big F --- you got it -- flu -- more precisely -- swine flu---
How & why save face?
A new trend of covering up their faces with whatever piece of cloth available – preferably the fancy green masks or in dire situations your regular handkerchief comes handy-- its so funny when in trains you see lone individuals with face covered up – but the moment their daily group comes in – the logorrhea overcomes the fear – masks go underneath the chin and – the chitter chatter begins.
When are we going to see the financial system shut down ( i mean bank treasury holiday ) (totally as a precaution) like the schools.. ( wish we were in schools now!!)
God save the swines….!!!

the first post for me, a giant leap for world literature!!!

My friend who has roughly completed 23 years of breathing; still doesn’t know what he actually wants to achieve, still doesn’t know where his elysian is; still doesn’t how he wants to see himself 10 more years down the line. The world around us has become so complex with so many specializations and super specializations that it becomes really difficult to discover one’s actual desires. Truck loads of happiness and bullock loads of money!! Isn’t that what we all want?

But HOW?

Happiness being a very subjective thing would differ from person to person. A child with mud all over him could be having the best time of his life. Happiness doesn’t cost anything here. Those who said childhood days are the best were so true.

My 23 year old friend is craving to get his childhood back.

Can anybody help him?


cheers!!!!