Its eight of August, the day for which I normally wait with loads of anticipation coz its dad's birthday. To double the celebrations, I became an uncle today. My dearest Di gave birth to the cutest ever baby today morning. They say that if people around you are happy, its not for long that you can be overshadowed with grief and disappointment; and that is exactly how things are turning out to be. Saw back to back live concerts of Linkin Park; it was simply amazing. Many songs have memories attached to them and listening to them takes you back to those good old days.
Headache o headache don’t sweep my mind astray.
Too many pills to this hour I have popped,
But the acute pain hasn’t yet dropped.
Combi and disprin do me no good,
If I cud invent a new drug I’m sure I would.
Cricket and music please me no more
Even books and playstation seem such a bore.
I feel dizzy but I cant sleep,
I feel overburdened with emotions but I cant weep.
Even the pleasant rains seem annoying,
The semi completed love story seems cloying.
I wana go for a walk while it still drizzles,
But every time I step otta the bed my mind twizzles.
You’ve turned my day into such a waste,
Theres still a pudding in the fridge I dare not taste.
Headache o headache please go away,
Headache o headache don’t sweep my mind astray.
No better way to put it in words how i feel now....tomorrow shall be a new beginning!!!
This is not the endThis is not the beginning,
Just a voice like a riot
Rocking every revision
But you listen to the tone
And the violent rhythm
Though the words sound steady
Something empty's within 'em
We say Yeah!
With fists flying up in the air
Like we're holding onto something
That's invisible there,
'Cause we're living at the mercy of
The pain and the fear
Until we dead it, Forget it,
Let it all disappear.
Waiting for the end to come
Wishing I had strength to stand
This is not what I had planned
It's out of my control....
Flying at the speed of light
Thoughts were spinning in my head
So many things were left unsaid
It's hard to let you go...
I know what it takes to move on,
I know how it feels to lie,
All I wanna do
Is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven't got
Sitting in an empty room
Trying to forget the past
This was never meant to last,
I wish it wasn't so...
I know what it takes to move on,
I know how it feels to lie,
All I wanna do
Is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven't got
What was left when that fire was gone?
I thought it felt right but that right was wrong
All caught up in the eye of the storm
And trying to figure out what it's like moving on
And i don't even know what kind of things I've said
My mouth kept moving and my mind went dead
So, picking up the pieces, now where to begin?
The hardest part of ending Is starting again!!
All I wanna do
Is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what i haven't got...
This is not the end
This is not the beginning,
Just a voice like a riot
Rocking every revision
But you listen to the tone
And the violet rhythm
Though the words sound steady
Something empty's within 'em
We say Yeah!
With fists flying up in the air
Like we're holding onto something
That's invisible there,
'Cause we're living at the mercy of
The pain and the fear
Until we dead it, Forget it,
Let it all disappear
A – Whereas the saying “all is fair in love and war” is absolutely correct;
B – Whereas for war we have the Geneva Convention, approved on 22 August 1864, which provides for those wounded in the battle field, but until now no convention has been signed concerning those wounded in love, who are far greater in number;
It is hereby decreed that:
Article 1 – All lovers, of any sex, are alerted that love, besides being a blessing, is also something extremely dangerous, unpredictable and capable of causing serious damage. Consequently, anyone planning to love should be aware that they are exposing their body and soul to various types of wounds, and that they shall not be able to blame their partner at any moment, since the risk is the same for both.
Article 2 – Once struck by a stray arrow fired from Cupid’s bow, they should immediately ask the archer to shoot the same arrow in the opposite direction, so as not to be afflicted by the wound known as “unrequited love”. Should Cupid refuse to perform such a gesture, the Convention now being promulgated demands that the wounded partner remove the arrow from his/her heart and throw it in the garbage. In order to guarantee this, those concerned should avoid telephone calls, messages over the Internet, sending flowers that are always returned, or each and every means of seduction, since these may yield results in the short run but always end up wrong after a while. The Convention decrees that the wounded person should immediately seek the company of other people and try to control the obsessive thought: “this person is worth fighting for”.
Article 3 – If the wound is caused by third parties, in other words if the loved one has become interested in someone not in the script previously drafted, vengeance is expressly forbidden. In this case, it is allowed to use tears until the eyes dry up, to punch walls or pillows, to insult the ex-partner in conversations with friends, to allege his/her complete lack of taste, but without offending their honor. The Convention determines that the rule contained in Article 2 be applied: seek the company of other persons, preferably in places different from those frequented by the other party.
Article 4 – In the case of light wounds, herein classified as small treacheries, fulminating passions that are short-lived, passing sexual disinterest, the medicine called Pardon should be applied generously and quickly. Once this medicine has been applied, one should never reconsider one’s decision, not even once, and the theme must be completely forgotten and never used as an argument in a fight or in a moment of hatred.
Article 5 – In all definitive wounds, also known as “breaking up”, the only medicine capable of having an effect is called Time. It is no use seeking consolation from fortune-tellers (who always say that the lost lover will return), romantic books (which always have a happy ending), soap-operas on the television or other such things. One should suffer intensely, completely avoiding drugs, tranquilizers and praying to saints. Alcohol is only tolerated if kept to a maximum of two glasses of wine a day.
Final determination:
Those wounded in love, unlike those wounded in armed conflict, are neither victims nor torturers. They chose something that is part of life, and so they have to accept both the agony and the ecstasy of their choice.
And those who have never been wounded in love will never be able to say: “I have lived”. Because they haven’t.
Made scrambled eggs and cheese omlet today. Though I'm a very lazy person, mom somehow convinced me to make dinner today. It was fun though and i finally succeeded in ma endeavor to make an omlet in one piece. World Cup commenced today with opening being a clash between India and Bangladesh. Except for the first few overs of India's batting when Sachin and Sehwag literally thrashed the Bangladeshi bowlers and Sehwag's tremendous knock of 170, the match was rather a bore. I guess after the 20-20 format of the game,
no one has the tolerance for this format anymore. Completed three seasons of 'Heroes' and four seasons of 'The big bang theory' and while other people like my brother might consider it a waste of time, i feel its a better way of utilizing time than spending it on futile tasks like roaming around. Got a wedding to attend tomorrow. But considering my past experiences, only god can save me tomorrow!!
Totally exhausted now, got to crash now...
Ciao...
On completion of my 8 years stay in India after returning from Muscat, I have this realization that there are certain things you need to grasp ASAP if you want to "survive" in contemporary India.
1) The "hari patti" effect : If at all this terminology sounds gibberish to you, then you surely haven't had the opportunity to visit the 'sarkari daftars' or municipal offices in India. Be it any kind of work you want to get done, right from getting a admission into a primary school to getting your tenders passed, you can't have it done without proper understanding of the "hari patti" effect. According to this concept by slipping in a few notes of Indian currency better known as "hari patti" into the hands of the concerned official in Barney Stinson style(for more details please watch HIMYM), you can minimize the time in which your work gets done and at times even get impossible tasks accomplished. Corruption has seeped through all levels of corporate as well as government hierarchies.
2) Booze to lose it : I know many people might not agree with me on this, but still some of my friends who have been through the worst can swear this is the best way to release the burden of ever piling frustration you go through in your hectic life. Be it grief of failure, tension of examinations or the melancholy of break-ups, nothing helps more than a bottle of booze.
3) Keeping up appearances : This is one thing I've learnt from the various
"pleasant" social gatherings I have attended. In order to maintain your so called "image" in your society, you are expected to follow a certain set of norms. For instance, attending wedding ceremonies of people whose names you've never heard in your life, greeting and talking merrily to people in social functions even if you bitch behind their back.
4) Life is a RAT race : One of the core problems with India, which is perhaps the reason for numerous other problems, is the ever growing population, currently the 2nd largest in the world with 1.2 billion. Along with this the fact that there are only two major fields in which majority of the population wants to pursue their education, namely engineering and medical, makes matters worse. Right from secondary school, children are pushed into the rat race for making it to the premier institutions of the country such as IITs, AIIMS, NITs, etc. As a consequence, large number of students, regardless of whether they have the caliber or the potential to sustain these fields, battle it out to the top. This goes to the extent that students spend two years of their higher secondary schooling preparing for entrance exams, many of them landing up in places such as Kota, where they are grilled rigorously and persistently with technical stuff to crack these exams. Reservation quotas does not make scene any less painful. There are seats reserved by the Indian government for the protection and improvement of the so called weaker sections of the society in all government aided institutes and companies.
5) Ctrl C + Ctrl V = Life made easy: In order to survive the ordeal of stacks of pending assignments and submissions, one has to be well acquainted with this formula. Even if you’ve got the brains of a genius, there are times when coping up with task up completing utter boring and tedious TAs, projects and reports, you have to get acquainted to this “art”.
6) Learn to ignore: There are times when you have to put both your ears to maximum utility, ie. listen from one ear and eject out from the other. This not only saves you the trouble and trauma of unwanted, irrelevant gossip but also helps you from wavering away from your goals due to uninvited and ruinous suggestions.
And last but not the least…
7)Be prepared: As the Scouts motto goes ”Be prepared”, you can consider yourself a scout trying to survive through your toughest times in this country. Be it floods, earthquakes, famines or other natural calamities, autorickshaw strikes, train delays, heavy traffic jams, you have to keep yourself mentally and physically prepared to deal with the same at any point in time.
He worked by day.
and toiled by night.
He gave up play
And some delight
Dry books he read
New things to learn.
And forged ahead,
Success to earn.
He plodded on,
with faith and pluck.
And when he won,
Men called it luck.
Taking the contemporary events into perspective, things are going way too bizarre. I am way too befuddled as to what my short and long term goals are going to be like. My dad wants me go ahead with my GRE preparation and apply to universities in the US.He is one those people who doesn't approve much of the corruption levels and standards of living in the country. Mom,on the other hand, wants me to settle in India taking up any decent job (plenty of which are available) in my hometown,Surat. In addition one of my best mates wants me to venture into entrepreneurship in alliance with him and I recently got an interview call from IIM-K for pgp. But my views are quite contrary to these. I don't want to go the US. I'm not a very patriotic person or anything, neither am i too influenced by the movie Swades, but i just don't feel like leaving India in the first place. Now for all those of you who argue that since I have spent majority of my life in the gulf and wouldn't face any problems migrating, my answer is that its my gut feeling doesn't approve of it and I'm too attached to my place, so the thought of leaving makes me nostalgic, especially after the three and half horrifying years I spent in Ahmedabad. Now the news about me getting a call from a premier management institution did come as a shock to many people including my parents. When i told dad I'll have to goto Mumbai for the interview, his first response was, "What??How the hell did you get the call in the first place?". Well not the kind of reaction I expected but I m just happy the efforts I put into preparing for GRE did pay off.
But too be very frank I'm still not sure as to weather I should MBA or not. In fact all goals seem ephemeral and hazy. I have prepared for GRE but i don't want to go to US. I am placed in Infosys but I'm quite certain I'm not joining that either. I hate routine jobs which rules out my application to various companies. I have my GATE after a week or so, but I'm sure I'm going to screw tha up as well, taking into view my derisory preparation for the same. All in all I'm in a major soup. I have absolutely no idea what I'm going to do. I guess everyone goes through this phase in life where one is faced with this utmost critical decision to make, which decides his/her fate. Well I'm just to freakishly exhausted to be thinking any more about this topic, so just screw it.....
My new Sony Bravia 40EX710 is simply "fantabulous". When you have features sure as Internet video player, inbuilt DVD and USB, and sound system that would put many amplifiers to shame, I guess it is not apt to term it as the "idiot box" anymore. World cup is going to be so much more fun this time! I'll have to go back to A'bad for the weekend for the 1st review of my industrial training at Essar, which I assure you is no fun at all, but the experience might just add some weight to my cv. That reminds me I have as yet not started preparing for the comprehensive test scheduled on the same same. Crap!!Hell with it, I just hope GJ, my blood brother, has revised some so he can help me out.
Enough for the first post, I guess.....
Ciao