If I would ever see you again...

Life is full of encounters. You meet a hell lot of people, you interact with some, you like a few and you love even fewer people. But irrespective of the strata they occupy in the hierarchy of your regard/heart, fact remains that they have to end. Some of these encounters/relationships end in so to say a physical state of being (when someone passes away, let’s say) and some end at an emotional plane. Both of them are very painful, the first is needless to say pure pain and the second is pain plus complexities plus heartburns plus what not. Neways, coming back to the title of the blog (the famous song, I think of Lenny Kravitz), how does it feel to have that final encounter, either because of that physical or the emotional factors which would completely change the status-quo of things. Either the person won’t be there or the feeling won’t be there anymore. Till date there are two final encounters that I will possibly never ever forget. The first was with my Dad when one small absolutely insignificant mistake on my part ballooned into a major issue and he was mighty upset with it (not with my mistake but the shape it had taken). He was very upset and at the end of the day, though he wasn’t upset with me I was upset too that I was the trigger of it. I was leaving for my post MBA job that day and ironically that day was the last when me and Dad met in person. He was supposed to come to Bombay after that which he never did and I was supposed to go home for a vacation by which time he had left for his heavenly abode. (6 months after that incident) Even today when I think of it, I just cannot help kicking myself. If only I hadn’t taken things so casually and things didn’t take the shape they did. If only our final hug wasn’t shrouded with that gloom and pain. Then there is a second final encounter which was on an emotional plane. I don’t mean to say that the scale of loss was as much as the first one but it’s just that it too meant a lot to me. I just had to let go of what could have been something wonderful, no option. I gathered all my guts and prayed that things don’t change but there was no escaping destiny. That’s about it. Go, went, gone… This brings me to another point. Is it better that you know it’s the last encounter or to put it in another way; is it better to be aware of the fact that shortly things are to change. The answer like most cases is a yes and a no. Being aware helps you prepare in a better way. You know it’s the last, so lets make it special. If someone is dying, why not recite his favorite poems, devotional music etc, why not do all those religious things that are to be done. If its at an emotional plane, why not do all those things for one last time, just one more time before it all ends. However in a most of cases, it’s a No as well. For example, in the first case of death, knowing most of the times signify death brought about by illness which I must tell is an extremely saddening experience for everyone. There is little more killing than seeing your loved ones succumb to something and you being a useless piece of shit, unable to do anything. As for emotional separation, well how does it feel to see a relationship die down and you wanting to do something about it but failing in all your endeavors. The encounter in this case is never a last, it’s always a step towards the last and when the last finally arrives, well it hardly has any significance. All the things are already lost.

Face it and move on....

In life, small things and large, there are times when we need to take a tough decision. None of us want to get into that situation but fact is, we are at times forced into a situation like that and there is no way we can ignore it. Often we are tempted into just avoiding or overlooking it but then it hangs around us like an albatross haunting us everywhere and just not letting go. I guess I was also like that earlier but I will never ever forget the stroll with Dad, late one night in the streets of Ballygunge, way back in 1999, where he told me, "Look Son, its very easy to avoid problems and run, but fact is how long will you run. Its always better to gather guts, face it and move on. If not anything else, atleast you have a sigh of relief" There was a particular context in which it was said and thats one thing I have kind of tried to follow and trust me, it feels much better when following this policy. Obviously taking such decisions give a very tough time but then having a tough short span of time is much better than letting things linger on and pain u slowly and slowly for a seemingly eternal period. Another point which warrants mention here is facing something in the above mentioned context is also related to the timeless discussion between the easy wrong path and the tough right path. I have been faced with such a decision only once and thankfully i chose the right one. Though the scars left were deep and sad, the conscience was clear and I didnt have a guilt feel in me. Its easier said than done, lot of us think that taking tough calls requires balls. However I personally feel that thats not always the case. Many a times, u take the tough right decision because you are scared to face the consequences of the wrong decision which will inadvertently happen in the long run. Or maybe even if u escape that, there is a linering fear of God watching u...and that makes u shit in ur pants and something deep tells...Dude, dont....

Lady Luck...

I remember once Mohit (my boss in Seagram for whom I had immense regard) told me, “Sandeep, remember, all you need to succeed in life is good stuff between your two ears”. For a moment, I couldn’t really understand what he meant (I wasn’t an MBA then and hence my ability to infer such could be simple but made complicated statements was pretty low…now, I relish such literature) and he could sense that. He went ahead to elaborate, ”Look, what I mean is you need luck which is personified by the forehead and brains to make it in life and while the importance of either cannot be undermined, if I were to prioritize I would be rank luck a notch ahead”. I agreed with him then as well but today I agree with him like never before. In the last couple of years, I have seen such absolutely nondescript people being in such good positions and at the same time I have seen some really good people being in such unworthy of places. I mean there is hardly any symmetry between what you deserve and what you get. While Mohit was talking about luck from a professional point of view, I don’t think the importance of luck is any less in personal affairs as well. Look at some people; they are so damn lucky. I know some friends of mine who have everything and more a person at their age could think of and then I see some more who have nothing at all. No career, no money, no love, no companionship, no present, no future. Everything exists. This thought further brings me to another point. Is it really necessary that everyone needs to have an equitable portion of luck on their side. I mean why is it necessary that luck should account for a standard X or a Y% of every person’s success? Is life really meant to be fair? I don’t think so. Fairness and equality simply doesn’t exist in life in a broader sense and it is foolish to expect it to be so. I don’t mean to undermine the importance of capability and toil but at the end of the day, all of us must be mentally prepared for a larger force deciding our fates and you might be either the blue eyed boy or a step son of that larger force and that creates all the difference. I mean life can be really unfair. I know of people who have suffered all their lives, struggled all their lives to accomplish certain things and no sooner they accomplished all of those, life just snatched all of it away in one stroke. I have actually being witness to people cry at the way fate has played with them. But hardly have I come across people who accept that they are successful because of fate. It’s really strange; if you were to take people at their face value, every successful person is successful because of his capability and every failed person is a failure because of luck. Some immodesty!!!Taking the thought a bit further, is there a limit to which luck could be bad. I mean there is only so much that a person can be fucked. Apparently everything has to even out and reach a steady state at some point or the other. As far as luck or rather the opposite of it is concerned, I doubt that it is so. I have seen people and really capable people facing defeats over and over again. I doubt if luck or more precisely bad luck plateaus out. In my opinion, what happens however is that these set of people get so used to being fucked that it stops affecting them any more…they simply become immune to pain in a way. Remember the Floyd number ..Comfortably Numb.

Pics on the road, en route to Client site...

In the company of married friends...

Saturday night was very interesting. We were 9 of us at Soda’s place, the composition being 3 couples and 3 of us singles. Now counting Vidhi out made us 3 couples and 2 singles and what was remarkable about the evening was the stark difference between the married and the lukhas. Take some lukhas and what you see is cards, beer and some totally bizarre talk. Now u take some married people and what u get is a conversation on how the quality of water supply is bad or what artifact would best suit the design of their sitting area. Can you beat it, yesterday we were playing games like Taboo!!!! I mean yesterday so clearly brought out the way men get tamed after marriage. Ankur so smartly brought out Johnnie Walker, Grey Goose and followed it up with the always there Baileys. He knew, in front of controlling eyes, everyone will have very little. Would he ever do something like that with only men around? Forget that, we even reached the sophistication of having whiskey in cut glasses and Baileys in a goblet. WoW!!!! But the class in drinking was best beaten by the overall ambiance in the place. Imagine yaar, being overwhelmed by the married folks, we were left to discussing things like which sofa cum bed is best suited for small Bombay houses, how water is a perennial issue and the best was how it is really painful to go out shopping cause the respective wives don’t approve of home delivered supposedly stale vegetables. Going for vegetables shopping; God!!!! But it’s really enjoyable to be with married people once in a while. Unlike your married counterparts, you don’t have to be afraid of closets being opened. I mean what the heck, common speak whatever u want to; nobody is going to take my ass once I reach home. But with married people, they were like in a constant state of vigil and scare; you simply don’t know you will be held up for what and the best part is when their wives so sweetly scare their lesser halfs…Ghar chalo, phir batate hain…!!!!

Failure...

In the end, its all a binary result..."a pass or a fail"..I remember that old Chivas Regal ad..."You either have it or you dont". There is nothing called I almost had it and hence there is actually no difference between I almost had it and I never had it..In the end, what matters is do you have it or not, it matters a shit how close or far you came to came to having it. I remember my CA results, where i got a 41 in one of the papers....there is hardly any difference between a 39 and a 41...but i made it and passed...If i had got a 39, I would have failed...Period Failed, doesnt matter how far or how close...and this is just academics...its much worse in life, i think because unlike that CA exam where there was a chance to reappear (thank God, i didnt have to do it), life hardly gives you another chance...You can come very close and yet not have it or you might be very far, take a jump and land up in the lap of success...it matters a shit. What matters is where you have landed, whether you have lapped up victory or not...thats it. I also remember that dialogue....You cannot be somewhat pregnant...You are either pregnant or not...there is nothing called somewhat pregnant...You also cannot be somewhat successful... This brings us to another aspect for which very frankly, I dont have too much of a regard..that of the relative importance of journey and the destination...You will read a lot about how journey is so damn important etc etc but think of it, if you have held hands, if you have shared virtually shared everything, if you had built dreams together with someone, but couldnt complete the walk to the aisle, does it matter that you had done all of these. Frankly, you would have been better not doing any of the above..atleast there wouldnt be all the turmoil thinking of that stupid thought life gives...(what amit calls Hindsight Capital).."so near yet so far....if i had done so and so...etc etc"..It doesnt yield a shit... While I am writing all of these, there is another thought thats coming in my mind....All these is fine, rationally we also know that life for most parts is a binary result...but can we really stop ourselves from all these consoling thoughts...."atleast i did blah blah...atleast i tried...etc etc". Time and again, when such rationale thoughts come to my mind, I always, without fail, get reminded of that awesome line from Gary Barlow's song Forever Love...."How can i reason with the reason that I am a man"....

Bombay Rains: A Swot Analysis

Strengths · Provides the perfect setting to listen to awesome songs: o Sad-“Crying in the Rain” o Melancholy-“Lagi Aaj saawan ki” o Lukha-“Mujhe barsaat mai pi lene do” · The reason to finish that last few remaining pegs in the bottle of a Bourbon/Single Malt. · Perfect time to enjoy home made samosas/bhajias with garam chai. · What better excuse than rains to cuddle with your loved ones (lucky few) · Khandala/Lonavala…. Weaknesses · Screws up your life big time if you get stuck in office. · Screws up even more if you get stuck in traffic with rains pouring · Even worse: u waiting for a cab/auto and vehicles generously splashing all the dirty water on u. · More: you wearing a suit and going to a party/meeting · Water logging and all the associated pain Opportunities · You in a car/with an umbrella, being able to hide your starved of (u know what) countenance and a girl asking for lift. · Wake up late, feel grumpy (aaj office bunk marte hain) and call office,” Boss, the streets are a la River Brahmaputra…I am really missing work but nature prevents me from coming”. Threats · Diseases-dengue/malaria…. · Confinement to your house and not having anything to do (forget a babe to cuddle up with) · You being in office and your junior using the opportunity mentioned herein with you getting screwed in the process.

Life & Statistics

Amit always talks of this book called "Fooled by Randomness"...I havent read it as such but I am made to understand that it talks about how statistics/probability etc screwed someone in the capital market. Lets broaden our horizon and talk of a much more generic aspect...i.e. Life...I often take the Goa highway and the road, though beautiful is pretty dangerous. What with just two lanes, a hilly terrain and all the drivers trying to act a-la Lewis Hamilton....And why I bring this topc now is that quite often I tell my driver to slow down a bit and he always replies saying, "Sir, hum yahan 10 saal se chala raha hai, kuch nahin hoga". Thats precisely my point. Even if you have driven accident free for 10 years, it does not guarantee that there would be no accidents. Even though the probability (based on empircal results) is very little, it would have no meaning when an accident were to happen. You just cant go on being reckless because of low probability. Let me take another example..One of my cousins is a doc and she once told me, "The concept of probability hardly exists for us. Imagine a doc in an OT...there is only one result...Success or Failure and at times failures are irreverisible. When he enters the OT, thats his goal. I doubt how many of them think of probability and all" So true...

Ten instances showing my life @hell

1. Twice in the last couple of weeks, I have forgotten the lane to my house and compare this with the fact that I can guide the driver blindfolded about the route from the apartment to the client factory which is a cool 100 kms away.
2. Every working day when I am not the client’s place I carry my bag full of a week’s clothes and provision; never know when actually I might have to hit the road and the hotel room.
3. I don’t need the hotel menu card or the list of extension numbers to place my breakfast order.
4. When I reach the hotel, the waiter usually tells me, “Sir, regular wala room main bhej doon” ( a pint beer, 2 boiled eggs and green salad)
5. A client from the corporate office accompanied me to my current client location and the canteen boy wrote in the slip, ”Sandeep + 1”
6. My cell phone bill shows one page of normal outgoing vs 5 pages of roaming
7. The hotel laundry boy never bothers (nor do I) if my clothes don’t come on time on a Friday, “Koi baat nahin sir, next week le lijiyega”
8. I miss out on life so much that on Friday nights even when I reach Bandra around 10-11pm after a 3 hour drive, I am game to go to F-17.
9. Couple of times I woke up in the middle of the night apparently reading a mail from the client in the sleep with the subject line “Project Progress Update”
10. And this one takes the top prize: One Friday night (at my apartment) I woke up from my sleep wondering how come the hotel room appears so different.

Top 10 reasons why ur drink doesnt taste so good nowadys!!!

Parameter	Then- (MBA Days)	Now- (Bby Days)
Drink	Fosters/Kingfisher	Fosters/Kingfisher
Tastes Like	Heineken/Corona	Foster/Kingfisher…what else??
In the company of	Friends, starts from 2-3, goes up-to 10-15	Occasionally friends (starts with 3-4, ends with 1-2), acquaintances, clients, and colleagues (yawn….)
Presence of Females (with you, duffer)	Non Existent	Non Existent and more so eying hot females around makes u feel all the more shitty.
Location	Open air (outside mess/terrace) beneath starry skies	Cramped pubs/apartments
Frequency of drinking	Mathematically, frequency cannot exist in a continuous function	Strictly weekends or if the client is not a pain in the wrong place, occasionally on weekdays
Topic of discussion	Outlandish bizarre conversation	Crib (boss, bonus, colleagues, job, etc etc) OR ELSE Aur batao..kya chal raha hai?
Typical response to “Chal, ek ek marte hain”	Any time boss	Sorry yaar: Biwi ghar pe hai Bahut Kaam hai Kal office jaldi jaana hai Enthu nahin hai Itni dur…kaun aayega
Fear of Hangover/Getting up next day on time	R u kidding??.Refer the point above	Always
Reason for drinking	Reason..huh!!!!	Stress (Weekdays)/Relief (Weekend)

Stress

“Life is what happens to you when you are busy making other plans”

This was said by some legendary singer, I think Lennon. And that precisely is life. You make a hell lot of plans, you have stars in your eyes, you dream and then you wake up to find your dreams shattered. In a way dreams are a great thing; they transcend all boundaries of reality and limitations and take you to situations you would want to be in. But dreams are meant to be shattered and with these shattering come stress. Stress can be really painful. Most of us hide it beneath the façade of normalcy but when things get out of hand, it does manifest itself in insomnia, drug/alcohol abuse, inability to handle relationships and at extreme stages, depression.

I think mild depression which is a very pertinent effect of stress exists for a lot of us. How many of us can really boost of a good night long sleep. How many of us can boost of not sinking in the couch/bed immediately after returning from a day at work. How many of us can boost of not wanting a drink to ease us off after a typical day at work. How many of us can boost of being calm and serene inside. How many!!!

Stress need not come from such big issues only. Even in our everyday life, there are so many things that happen to us, that make us really stressed out. For instance, phone lines coming busy, traffic jams, internet not connecting, some mistakes in some presentations before a meeting, car getting delayed etc. It happens, small inconsequential things but they create a lot of stress.

For most of us, however the most important drivers of stress is work- nasty boss, pain in the ass client, non co-operative admin people, office politics, salary, bonuses, incompetent people, tough questions etc, all these bring in real tension at work. And given that most of us spend anything around 60 hours at work; these can really take a toll on you. The problem gets compounded for most of us when we equate our life with our careers, with absolutely no regard to our overall well being and joi-de-vivre. I remember once a doctor told me ,”Remember son, it is very important to switch on and off”. I mean that’s so true but we never realize it and by the time we do, in most of the cases, the harm is already done.

The above stated causes of stress are important but what takes the podium is the stress due to personal problems-seeing your close one wait for death or struggle with deadly diseases, broken relationships, lack of companionship or even worse bad relationships, helplessness etc. These are really sad situations to be in. Among these as well, I think one point that deserves special mention is helplessness, cause it’s so omnipresent in most other cases. I have seen a friend, see his father gradually move into the jaws of death and there was nothing he could do about it; that is helplessness. I have seen myself, desperately try to save a relationship for quite some time but the vibes weren’t just there, there was little I could do. That is helplessness. I don’t think there are many situations worse than that of being helpless. There is a lot you want to do and there is a shit you can do. God save that case. And it happens. Remember the lines from Eric Clapton’s Tears in Heaven….Time can bring you down, time can bend you knees, time can bend your heart, have you begging please…begging please…

Should there be a reason....

Of late I have had some very interesting discussions with some equally interesting people and one of the most intriguing one I have had is with this colleague of mine regarding the omnipresence or lack of it of reason and rationale. A lot of us try to find reason into things and when we cannot possibly reason it out, we label it as the Acts of God. Ages ago when people could not understand eclipses, they conveniently put it on Rahu and Ketu but do we hear such things today; possibly not and the reason being that it has now being scientifically explained. Anyways, lets not get into a tangent…. Lets talk about our state of being. Some of us are so happy and some of us are so fucked up. Life is so unfair for some of us, whatever we do, we lose. A candy comes from somewhere, it is even unwrapped and presented to you on a nice platter, and the moment u stick your tongue out, being the TD (total dick- a term commonly used in consulting) you are, you end up messing it up and tumbling the candy down-gone, vanished. And then you think why the damn should I be so fucked up. When you cannot find a reason for the same, you get into the theory of reincarnation and start explaining it from your previous birth’s wrongdoings or God’s way of testing you so that tomorrow life could be better and that tomorrow could well extend across births. But think about it, what if there was no reason for there being a reason. Things are as they are. Period. There is no Why to it. I mean things would have been so much simpler. A is fucked and B is happy and that’s their steady state of being. Simple. There is no reason for the same. Accept it. This would make life so simple and take away so many hurtful prayers…Why do someone speed up once and gets crashed in an accident, why do someone die just like that, why do someone fuck up and then cannot believe he fucked up. None of these would exist if we start believing that there is no need for everything to be explained or reasoned out. Lets look into one more last example (feeling damn sleepy…its 4AM). Nature. Why has nature always been two steps ahead of mankind? Nature slaps mankind with diseases and man conquers that and with that comes the feeling of supremacy. But hold on, its not over yet. Suddenly you find there is something else which has surfaced and is a pain. Man has cured so many deadly diseases: Plague, malaria, pox, measles, cancer, TB but think about it, it’s so interesting to know each new disease came when man had conquered the previous one. Currently there is a lot of talk about developed stages of cancer and AIDS. And I am of the firm believer that within a few years of it becoming curable, there would be some new disease. Nature is always ahead. Why is that so?? You wonder. But think about it if you start believing that either there is no reason for nature being two steps ahead or even better, nature was always like that but earlier science wasn’t advanced to detect these diseases, our grey cells would be so much at peace. Now, I think that it’s not really that easy. It is very convenient to accept the facts without trying to reason it out, either through science or God. However, there is a catch. A lot of the reasons we are not able to find, we place it on God and think about it, the moment these questions are gone, our faith and believes will also reduce considerably. And remember that line from Enigma…If you believe in God, its because of the Devil….just think about it, how much of this prevents us from misdeeds. Where would society and we go without the element of fear of God, of Him watching us.

Relationships

By far one of the most complicated and intriguing subjects-relationships. You don’t know whom you will gel with, whom you will get along with, who will come close to you, which one moment will define all throughout your life how you look at a certain person….all these and many more form an integral part of these really hazy bridge across people called relationships. Some of these relationships fall under the ambit of easily defined and understood words like family, friends etc but there are some which fit in none of these conventional terms but still are very important. Equally perplexing (and at times disturbing as well) is the thought that what makes us close to someone and what is that which prevents that from happening when you know that it should be so. If I talk of myself, I get along with a few people well and at times when I look into some of them, I don’t know under what term will that fit or even more perplexing, why is that so. Generally people tend to use the word friendship as an all-encompassing, residual term for all forms of relationships. Right from acquaintances to colleagues to people we eye, friendship is often a very umbrella word used. If it’s not family and we are close, it’s a friend. Period! I however have strong views on this. There are some relationships which are beyond the definitions of any of these conventionally understood terms; let’s leave it like that. Let me give you two personal examples; one person who has made a lot of difference in my life and I think is pretty close to me is a guy who is something like 10 years elder to me, is a very senior person and my first interaction with him was a brief 30 mins where me (totally ignorant about his status) went on bullshitting about so many damn things under the sun. That’s it but then he went ahead (without any second interaction after the first one mentioned) and referred me to a job when I needed it, helped me in my career decisions and even today whenever we can, we do catch up for some beer/coffee. Another example is there is this person with whom I feel extremely comfortable but guess what, we have never met and know each other only for some time. Some things are really weird. Equally weird is the picture on the other end of the spectrum. There are some people who we know really care for us, really are genuine people but somehow despite all this regard for them, we just can’t get along with them. There is something which stops us from sending the right vibes and you know it’s not right but then you just can’t do anything with it. Weird… One more aspect which I think deserves attention is how one moment at times is so defining that forever we judge the person because of that moment alone, irrespective of what they do, how they behave with us in present times. I remember once, way back in 1999 there was this friend of mine who said to me on phone, ”Good you screamed on me, at least you are feeling better now”. Even today when I think of her, it’s this moment which defines how I treat her. And over and above is the whole issue of this man-woman relationship. Let’s not even get into this. Then there is something else. For people who are away from that emotional anchor being provided by family, friends attain a very important position. I mean they are the ones you go back to at the end of the day whenever you want someone around. And think of it, some people have no regard for it. I remember once (unfortunately) I had to rush a friend of mine to the hospital and there the admin was unwilling to accept the word friend under the column relationship with the patient. For them, there was simply nothing tangible called friendship. Some things indeed are beyond the realms of our comprehension….

One moment..

One of the by-products of outstation visits is watching a lot of TV. I am stationed at a supposedly weekend getaway where I visit the beach only to find out that its pitch dark and the local people explain why,”Sir, yahan jo aate hain, unko light ki jaroraat nahin”. I had no such fortune/intentions and as such I have no option but to sit in the hotel room and watch TV. Nevertheless, enough of side talk; let’s come to the point. The last song that came was some which repeated Lal Lal n number of times. And some respite, it wasn’t Himesh. Pretty ordinary song (even with Priyanka Chopra) but one line caught my attention… “Uski bat ban jaati hai, jo na ganwaye mauka….” (For those naïve in Hindi: Things go well for people who don’t waste opportunities) I really liked these line…Think of it; u mite be fucking good, but if u have floundered at one critical moment, you are screwed. You might be a damn good student, but if u made that one critical mistake, you are fucked; you might be a damn genuine friend, but if you mess one time, its gone; you could have been a damn good boyfriend, but if u have said one wrong sentence in the initial courtship period, you have had it, all gone and lost…one mistake when it matters most..just one.. No one gives a damn!! One wrong move and it all goes away. Life doesn’t give a damn on what your intentions are, what you are really worth, what you really deserve, what you really are in a steady state of affairs. All that matters is how you have been as measured in these critical moments. Think of it, just one moment decides so much. And if you are one of those whose external behaviour/conduct has a flat bell curve a lot of times, all the thought about genuineness, what you deserve etc are nothing more than thoughts which give solace in times of solitude and that happens pretty frequently. How I wish some 6 sigma project was available for this… And this is not the end of the problem. Most of the times, we are judged by not what we mean, but what we are seen as meaning. Judgment is cast depending on the judge’s interpretation of your external conduct. Wow, what a damn situation. In an ideal situation, one should be judged by one’s intentions, but in reality: Your intentions translate into your action, your action takes some shape and these external manifests are viewed by someone else to cast a judgment: 2 stages of intermediation and both offering immense scope for fuck-up. What you intend need not come out in your action and your action need not be interpreted by the judge in the right manner. Fuck up, Fuck up and more fuck up. Anyway, there is no point getting into all these discussions. Life is rarely fair….

Crib!!!!

Show me one person who doesnt crib. We crib regarding everything and best part is anything we do, the crib doesnt stop. Lets take one example...no prizzes for guessing what..its of Babies... Right from people with beautiful (milder version of hot) babies cribbing about everyone ogling at you know what...to people with not so beautiful babies cribbing the previosuly mentioned lucky folks...to people with no babies cribbing about the fact that the only thing they seem destined to do is ogle at other girls...to people with multiple babies cribbing about, how one girl doesnt allow him to enjoy his privacy with others....people crib in every situation.... Even at job..at times I feel that my work time oscillates between either sitting at office or visiting some godforsaken client location..And either situation involves a crib...if u r in office u crib about how bad it is trying to control things with a remote control and not being where the action is..to if u r at client location u crib about how u have to travel 5 hours a day while ur other friends have confortably glued their asses to the seats... However, some people have reached a different plane altogether in this art of cribbing...A close friend once gave me a call to ask for my company over dinner since he wanted to discuss something very important..and guess what were his opening lines.."Bro, everything seems fine, but on a higher plane I dont know where I am headed; what direction is my life taking.etc etc". Guess people find reasons to crib, even when there's none!!!! And though slightly disconnected, I cant help but end this piece with a remark I made to one HR lady in an intrvw (such things u typically keep reserved for interviews only): Well, I think its very important to strike a balance between satiety and desire to do more and more...Satiety cause its the source of happiness and desire ensures that complacenecy doesnt creep in...hence its very important to strike a balance between the two. We should crib but in a balanced manner!!!! Dont know what she actually thought (female and that too HR...can you ever even remotely make out what she would be thinking)...but said.."Its a really interesting thought and I must say, very mature as well." Lolz...How i love these HR interviews!!!!

Nice observation...

Someone recently told me... Ramzan....one of the holiest periods for Muslims has the Hindu word "Ram" in it and similarly "Diwali", one of the most famous festivals for Hindus has the Muslim word "Ali" in it.... Nice observation!!

Just a thought....

Life is weird. I remember an old saying which goes something like, “You don’t know the wealth of water till the well is dry”. Think about it; its so strange na. To appreciate and realize its value, u have to lose it, the well has to turn dry. So unfair; the appreciation for a certain thing comes only when the thing is already gone; rarely does life give the chance of having something and enjoying it too under the awareness of its importance. Lets not go very senti…lets look at a simple example…how does it feel when u are expecting a call and keep looking at your cell phone, expecting that now the call will come, now the call will come and as always happens, it gets delayed..and what happens to you in the meantime, your palpitation increases, your anxiety increases, you start thinking about all kind of possibilities and when the call finally comes, you are so damn happy….Let me put u a simple question,”Would you be so happy if the call came as expected?” The answer is a simple no. What does it mean; your source of happiness also lies in the delay in the call or the pain associated with it. It’s so damn strange and amusing; for happiness to be enhanced, it needs to be preceded by pain and here again, what an irony: greater the pain, greater the subsequent joy. But if that were the case, life would be simple. But as is the reality, whatever is in the present is sure, whatever is to happen in future has an element of doubt or risk in it, you can never say for sure you will get something or not. Future is after all future and present is present…and however hard you try, you cant bring to present some things u want and keep shifting into future the things you don’t…

Heights and falls

Sometime back I met a very interesting person.....we talked essentially work but as it always happens, it was occassionally intercepted with some "off the record" and general talk as well. We discussed a lot of things but one thing that stayed with me was a statement which he made.."The result or pain of a fall depends not on the land where u fall but on the height from where u fall"... For a moment, I really couldnt figure out what is he trying to say, he kind of read through my perplexed eyes and remarked....I am referring to the vagaries of life and the weird trajectory it takes... I couldnt help but think about it throughout my ride back....Long time back, Mom had made a similar remark.Poverty doesnt hurt per se, but being rich and then turning poor hurts..(though that time, me-a typical rebellious teenager, couldnt bother less about it) I mean, the whole problem in life is that we do not go through a constant linear state of being....at times we see so much happiness that we start believing that this is steady state and then as always happens, the fall happens...n then the status quo changes, bringing with it pain and suffering...inadvertently with the thought somewhere at the back of our mind...Shit! how things have changed... Always, it happpens....we hardly say...Shit...how things are...We always say....Shit..how things have become....its the delta we talk about and the effect is always dependent on the delta...not on the absolute stuff.... Which brings us to a hypothetical, rather absurd thought....Should we rather be in an average bad state of being rather than sporadic states of really bad times peppered with intermittent flashes of joy....???

Memories from School....

Being slightly good in your scorecards is a huge advantage during your childhood, where the score or rank in the exams is a kind of single appraisal point. And it was due to that I always managed to get unscathed though at times I felt very guilty when some of my friends’ parents chided their children for this…and through the corners of my eyes, I could always see them using the choicest of words for me in their minds

Childhood was awesome fun and we were real pranksters and naughty. Right from sneaking a small binocular in my bag (Mom had brought it for me, least aware of the use it would be subsequently put to) to use it for the common good of peeking into the girl’s common room to reciting sections of some porn magazine to a very attentive class (obv when the teacher wasn’t present), we were a bunch of real naughty guys. While there were many such incidents till class X, here are some which I often get nostalgic about.

• Aaja meri gaadi mai baith ja- This was Ritesh at his best. He had a huge crush on this girl, 3 years our junior and one fine day we were driving back in his Ambassador when we see this girl, going infront of us. We go near her, stop the car, open the door and play the then famous Baba Sehgal’s ”Aaja meri gaadi mai baith ja..aaja meri gaadi mai baith ja”. Needless to say, we had a tough time apologizing to the principal the next day.
• The blade and the ass: this was what was supposed to be total harmless fun but went nasty. There was this new guy, a boarder who had joined our class. Now in the background of the typical dayscholar Vs boarder rivalry, we knew there would be something today. So, a blade was put in the chair where he was supposed to sit. And unfortunately the blade cut through and made way right in some unsolicited territory. While no major harm was done, it was bad enough for the class to again get suspended.
• Alex and Co love for tadi (local liquor) : this was particularly amusing. Alex and some of his friends had this local liquor called Tadi in one of our picnics and developed a fondness for it. Given its resemblance to Limca, they could easily bribe the canteen guy to procure it, bottle in Limca and give it to them, which they could easily sip after classes. What happened post being caught was anybody’s imagination.
• Chirania’s condom collection- people have weird fantasies. Chiru had this really weird collection of condoms which he kept meticulously arranged in a photo-album, with the condom pasted on the right flap and its description in the left. (He never got to use any). Now the funniest part is that in one of the box room raids, it got caught and in the dinner hall that night it was really really amusing to have the Vice Principal holding the album, flicking it and saying,”So this is the source of Chirania’s inspiration”
• Rendering a teacher unconscious- this I must say was over doing things. We wanted a particular prefect to accompany us to the class picnic. As always happens, the class teacher assigned a different one. Big deal, we went with the designated teacher, made him smell something (forgetting what’s it called), he became unconscious, we put him in a mattress, dumped him in a corner and carried him back to the hostel. No prizes for guessing that the class was suspended the next day.
• The Chaos in Chemistry labs- we always looked forward to Chemistry Lab classes. We tried our hands at everything, broke as many test tubes as we could, threw mild acids at each other blazers (ruining them) and what not. The theory classes were no better actually, with all kinds of noices, crackers, seven seas smells etc

Breasts@KFC

Yesterday me and Vittal were standing at KFC waiting for our turn to order...Next to us a mid aged lady says to the lady in the counter... "Give me a breast"!!! Me thought,"One more"!!!! Probably Vittal was thinking the same...both of us were smiling.... Food for thought- What would be the reaction of the counter lady if i said,"Give me a breast"