I have decided not to blog any more due to some reason. But then there are incidents which are too difficult to resist and one such incident is the reason behind this post.
My cell is ringing every now and then today and the last words of every call are “take care…esp today..!!! :P” And the result of so many warnings was this :
One of my friends : hey mujhe call karo na
Me : arey caller tune to same hi hai..!! (She generally asks me to call when she changes her caller tune)
Friend : Ph ki??
Me : haan..chk ur cell
Friend : arey I lost my ph.!!!
Me : ha ha ha… good try…kuch acha idea nahi mila tumko… (people’s warnings had made me immune to such tricks..!!)
Friend : Nahi yaar ..! sach me kho gaya… nahi mil raha.. ring karo na pls
Me : ring to kar rahe…no one is picking up…I know you r a very good story teller…par mujh par kyu try kar rai ho…had u lost ur cell it wud hv been swtchd off by now…
Friend : Can you call airtel and ask them to block my no ?
Me : Mujhe to abhi bhi lag raha you r making up stories
Friend : And call at my home and inform them about this
Me : par mujhe to abhi bhi vishwas nahi ho raha..sach me kho gaya kya..?? :P
Friend : now call my no
Me : it says not in range
Friend : abhi vishwas hua ya nahi…ab mere ghar pe call karo…
Me : Arey tumhare story making n story telling ki history mujhe yaad hai..and on top of it u r telling all this today
Friend : tumlog samajh nahi rahe ho…sach me i hv lost it...!!
And by now her status msg was “Lost my ph...pls send in your nos..”
It’s so difficult to believe things today however genuine they might sound. But the title of this post still holds true. However such incidents as this can/will always be tagged as exceptions!!
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Real world Vs Virtual world
Finally my office hours are again normal. Just 10 hours a day, 8 to 6 and the mere thought that I don’t have to slog extra hours in office for the entire next week gives me an immense pleasure. After almost a month, I went out today. And shopped for 8 hours (some things are still left which had to be shifted to tomorrow’s schedule) and that too alone..!! This is my real world...living all alone…slogging for 13 hours daily and wasting the weekends either working or lying like an inanimate object whom no one even bothers to look at.
But then there is some thing which still keeps me going...my virtual world. Half of my salary and three-fourths of my life here is dedicated to this virtual world. My cell has become my best friend here. I spend hours on phone trying to kill my time and find some reason to smile in spite of the fact that all my friends are PJ experts and they make me go crazy!! My source of strength and inspiration also comes from my cell i.e. the ML sessions given on phone by a few CHOSEN ONES!! But there are times when I have to hear “the no you are trying to reach is busy” or “hey I am busy now...will give you a call in 5 mins”. Thanks to chatting and blogging that I can still some how spend whatever free time I have. And in the remaining time, I chase sleep and my dreams chase me.
I want my virtual and real worlds to swap places. There are times when I wish I could feel and enjoy the actual presence of my friends. I wish some one could actually give me water and medicine instead of telling it over phone. I wish some one could stroke my hair with affection and tell me that he/she is there with me always. I wish I could laugh with some one, I could care for some one, and I could help some one in stead of saying it all just over phone or chat. I miss all my friends in my real life even though they are always with me in my virtual life.
“Yaaron dosti badi hi ajeeb hai,yeh na ho to kya phir bolo yeh zindagi hai”
PS : Some of my friends are not there in the pic because I didn't have their pic.. :(
But then there is some thing which still keeps me going...my virtual world. Half of my salary and three-fourths of my life here is dedicated to this virtual world. My cell has become my best friend here. I spend hours on phone trying to kill my time and find some reason to smile in spite of the fact that all my friends are PJ experts and they make me go crazy!! My source of strength and inspiration also comes from my cell i.e. the ML sessions given on phone by a few CHOSEN ONES!! But there are times when I have to hear “the no you are trying to reach is busy” or “hey I am busy now...will give you a call in 5 mins”. Thanks to chatting and blogging that I can still some how spend whatever free time I have. And in the remaining time, I chase sleep and my dreams chase me.
I want my virtual and real worlds to swap places. There are times when I wish I could feel and enjoy the actual presence of my friends. I wish some one could actually give me water and medicine instead of telling it over phone. I wish some one could stroke my hair with affection and tell me that he/she is there with me always. I wish I could laugh with some one, I could care for some one, and I could help some one in stead of saying it all just over phone or chat. I miss all my friends in my real life even though they are always with me in my virtual life.
“Yaaron dosti badi hi ajeeb hai,yeh na ho to kya phir bolo yeh zindagi hai”
PS : Some of my friends are not there in the pic because I didn't have their pic.. :(
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Things which still keep me going
Without this working 14 hours daily would have been impossible...
My favorite dessert...
My lucky charm...
My only friend who accompanies me in the darkest of nights...
The fragrance of my life...
The sweetness & freshness of a rose remains forever...even when it is broken into pieces...
My soul mates...
My favorite dessert...
My lucky charm...
My only friend who accompanies me in the darkest of nights...
The fragrance of my life...
The sweetness & freshness of a rose remains forever...even when it is broken into pieces...
My soul mates...
Friday, February 22, 2008
A Walk by Moonlight
To take a break from our monotonous “guest house to office and office to guest house” routine, we decided to go out for dinner yesterday. Thus started the search for a suitable place for the evening and what better place than a beach. We found out an Italian Beach restaurant within a few seconds (thanks to google). After the initial ordeal with autowala we finally reached the beach. And what a co-incidence!! It was a full moon night and the shimmering calm water of sea was all we could see.
While we were walking on the soft sand towards the restaurant, I suddenly remembered the poem “A walk by moonlight”. And then I understood the power of moonlight. It actually alleviates us of all our worries and soothes us in a divine manner. That was the moment when I actually experienced the “bliss of solitude”
Yes; there are in the backward past
Soft hours to which we turn --
Hours which, at distance, mildly shine,
Shine on, but never burn.
The cherished memories of college, golden time spent with friends and then best 8 months of my life, all flashed upon my inward eye. I relived my college years and the golden 8 months all over again during that walk. I bunked lectures, spent entire days chatting in canteen, late night gossips in hostel, enjoyed long leg pulling sessions with friends, remembered hours spent on phone during exams, all the fun filled weekends of my Kolkata stay, special visits by special people in Kolkata, Chennai and Bangalore and the innumerable treats I forced out of my friends in Bangalore.
At the end of that walk I found my heart, mind and soul immersed in moonlight, shining with happiness. This walk by moonlight gave my mind the peace it was craving for since last so many days.
While we were walking on the soft sand towards the restaurant, I suddenly remembered the poem “A walk by moonlight”. And then I understood the power of moonlight. It actually alleviates us of all our worries and soothes us in a divine manner. That was the moment when I actually experienced the “bliss of solitude”
Yes; there are in the backward past
Soft hours to which we turn --
Hours which, at distance, mildly shine,
Shine on, but never burn.
The cherished memories of college, golden time spent with friends and then best 8 months of my life, all flashed upon my inward eye. I relived my college years and the golden 8 months all over again during that walk. I bunked lectures, spent entire days chatting in canteen, late night gossips in hostel, enjoyed long leg pulling sessions with friends, remembered hours spent on phone during exams, all the fun filled weekends of my Kolkata stay, special visits by special people in Kolkata, Chennai and Bangalore and the innumerable treats I forced out of my friends in Bangalore.
At the end of that walk I found my heart, mind and soul immersed in moonlight, shining with happiness. This walk by moonlight gave my mind the peace it was craving for since last so many days.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Happy Valentine's Day
"But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams beneath your feet;
Tread softly, for you tread on my dreams..."
I have spread my dreams beneath your feet;
Tread softly, for you tread on my dreams..."
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Discovering myself
Every day when I have to get up at 630 for office I think everything in the world is better than getting up so early. Then when I enter my office at 8, I feel nothing could be worse than this. The same is true for living here all alone, working 10 hrs daily and so many other innumerable small incidents. Each new difficulty and I feel that this affects me the most. But then God has its own ways of teaching us. He puts us into worse and worse situations till we finally say “I can endure anything and everything now”. He makes us more and more tolerant and strong and stops just at the point where we find out for ourselves what actually troubles us the most. Thus He helps us discover ourselves and we then know what fears lie deepest inside our heart.
After a long period of struggle, I finally realized what affects me the most. It’s not getting up early or slogging for hours or living alone which makes me cry. It’s the tears and worries of loved ones which make me feel helpless and lost. I can bear everything but sadness and tears of the people I love. I can do anything for their one smile, anything.
Nothing is forever; even the darkest and longest night is followed by dawn. So all you should do is fight with the darkness foreseeing the dawn, fully assured of the fact that you always have your loved ones with you come whatever may.
After a long period of struggle, I finally realized what affects me the most. It’s not getting up early or slogging for hours or living alone which makes me cry. It’s the tears and worries of loved ones which make me feel helpless and lost. I can bear everything but sadness and tears of the people I love. I can do anything for their one smile, anything.
Nothing is forever; even the darkest and longest night is followed by dawn. So all you should do is fight with the darkness foreseeing the dawn, fully assured of the fact that you always have your loved ones with you come whatever may.
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Life is a roller coaster
I had always heard “Life is a roller coaster ride” but understood its complete analogy only today. Most of us are thrilled by the mere thought of experiencing a roller coaster ride. We are all eager to enjoy the speed and excitement of the ups and downs of that ride. We get on the ride reassuring ourselves that we are prepared for the excitement. The ride starts, all faces are lit up with broad smiles. But as soon as the ride speeds up with unexpected ups and downs in all directions, we start screaming with fear and uncertainty and yell continuously for the ride to stop. Most of us are terrified and throughout the ride we wish nothing but the ride to stop. And the moment we step out of the ride, we again want to be on the ride for that adventure and keep longing for that.
The same applies to life. We want our lives to be full of excitement and adventure. We start our journey of life, fully prepared (according to our standards) for the thrills and happiness. But as difficulties and uncertainties start jolting us, we wish our adventure to end. We crib and pray for returning back to the point where we started. And amidst all this fear and panic, we miss out all our excitement and fun for which we had set out. We somehow try to find our way out of it. Just as everyone somehow completes the roller coaster ride, we all come out of thrills and uncertainties of life. But the moment we are out of that phase, we realize its worth and want to be a part of it again.
Some of us are lucky enough to come across many roller coaster rides but few don’t get a second chance. That ride becomes their last ride, the ride in which they had chosen to scream with fright and sorrow instead of enjoying whatever comes their way.
The same applies to life. We want our lives to be full of excitement and adventure. We start our journey of life, fully prepared (according to our standards) for the thrills and happiness. But as difficulties and uncertainties start jolting us, we wish our adventure to end. We crib and pray for returning back to the point where we started. And amidst all this fear and panic, we miss out all our excitement and fun for which we had set out. We somehow try to find our way out of it. Just as everyone somehow completes the roller coaster ride, we all come out of thrills and uncertainties of life. But the moment we are out of that phase, we realize its worth and want to be a part of it again.
Some of us are lucky enough to come across many roller coaster rides but few don’t get a second chance. That ride becomes their last ride, the ride in which they had chosen to scream with fright and sorrow instead of enjoying whatever comes their way.
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