Welcome to Namma Bengaluru

“The name change for bangalore will give it the feel of Kannada. Maharastra changed the name of Bombay to Mumbai, west Bengal changed Calcutta to Kolkata, Tamil Nadu changed madras to Chennai, and we are also doing to the same thing”. I read this in the newspaper today morning and couldn’t help swearing foul mouthed choosy words on the decision and imagining the resource it will take to get the job done. Oh yes bangalore will be "bengaluru" from november 1st 2006 :).After reading it immediately the image of the road which has been dug recently near my area came to my mind. Interesting thing is that there is one sign board which says BMTC work in progress. Trust me all I have seen in recent days is more digging. And so did many broken thoughts about the government making claims about developing Bangalore come to my mind.
And one question which always comes to my mind always is that where is the logic in their comments, how jobless one can get that they are tussling to get the name changed of the city not to mention so many millions of rupees will go wasted in the process of changing the name to “Bengaluru” from Bangalore. I mean there is so much work to be done in Bangalore to get the image of the city right that government will be busy round the clock but here they are changing the name of the city in the name of heritage and culture.

The funny part is that every question which has been raised regarding the problems about the infrastructure has been fended off by minister saying three standard comments
1: Bangalore international airport is coming up very soon(gods know when it will be completed)
2: flyover are built through out the city(I know few flyovers which are not yet completed and work is going on for last 4 years)
3: we are working on this problem and will be solved very soon(minister have good sense of humour, this statement confirms it).

Well you ask any question from water to electricity u will get the same answer again and again till you start memorizing this answer and stop asking the question simple.

One funny incident which I would like to tell is that yesterday while coming back home from “wonderla” is that I lost my way and entered on 100 m stretch of road where four wheeler where going. Two police men jumped in front of my bike from no where and asked this is no entry zone for two wheelers and auto and before I could even say one word they continued telling me that there is one way sign board some 50 m back so I need to pay fine.
Well I smiled, took my wallet and gave them 100 bucks and asked him just one question “Sir if you know that bikes will enter in this road so why don’t you stand in the beginning of road and stop bikes from entering road, guess even you need to do new year shopping“ he was speechless and the anger in his face was “priceless”.

Well again I don’t want to blame anyone here for this condition of my city and I wont be the one to start a revolution but I know the whole fault lies in fact that “there is no selfless deed in this world” (my personal opinion) and the degree of corruption varies according the level of society and country. We are developing country and the corruption shows that people are desperate to grow…hehehehe relax people I am just kidding in fact I still have the firm hope in this city and in this country but sometimes statement like this which I read in today newspaper shakes my hope.:)

PURPLE HAZE:The Voice In Your Head!!!

I have noticed lately that once in a while on one of the Fridays the voice inside my head starts chanting PH PH PH, Well to begin with every fridays post lunch office hours we friends start inundating each others mailbox asking each other about “the plan” for Friday evening. Few suggestions, few cribs, few new ideas all are well discussed through chain of mails. Its fun to watch my friends analyzing every word every mail, but given the music taste of our group most of the time we don’t decide on anything but we all know within our self that where there is no way there is just PH way. Yeah PH is acronym for Purple Haze the greatest single pub to influence our group’s life on Friday in Bangalore. You have to be here to understand the meaning of these words to me. Its summary it is repeat playlist of songs from Metallica, Pinkfloyd, Iron Maiden, Guns n Roses, Dire Straits, Audio Slave and so many others. These songs keep my alive, put me to sleep and make me smile...

But to begin with there is a nice small history with purple haze. Any guest who comes to Bangalore or US or from any where else(this time it was KLPD from South Korea)…Friday or Saturday night we go there only and take this guest with us to pay the bill. its like Purple haze understand ours needs for booze and music. Mostly we order two-three rounds of beer and then start ordering whisky with soda and ice clubbed with French fries, sandwiches. At this point of time I would also like to mention that we have evolved our self in PH drink wise.. There was a time when a mere thought vodka and lime cordial on the shadow of ear piercing hard rock music use to hypnotize us and we used land up at PH. Now its the thought of whisky and the PH. So boys have become men. Also I have seen initially that there were people who used to jus head bang and now those people sing and head bang.


So last night we were there and we had a gala time. My friend Diode was totally out and so were many people. I somehow escaped for a change, somehow managed to keep myself in my senses. Then we had one friend nicknamed “horny” (cant remember his real name) who came from Hyderabad and I don’t know the issues in his life that well. But he jus kept on doing bottoms up mug after mug. On average we all had 4 large whisky and were “HAPPY”. Head banged a lot on every song be it metallica, audioslave , ac/dc or linkin park…My neck it still aching. In the final moments the whole table area turned into mayhem. Diode climbing up in the table and head banging, hugging every waiter and so on and so forth. Ok the special little thing about the last night was the number of glass and bottles we broke. I cant remember us breaking so many of them in past. And the best part was that we used to hug each other for our mistakes. Anyways I jus wanted to blog this incident so that some time in future I can read this blog and remember this night and smile a bit:)

Exhilaration of Running!!

I ran for some 7 kms today at gym, and I am totally exhausted yet the feeling is fresh. Why did I run this hard? Well I was not keeping well for last four days or so. so I said enough is enough I need to get out and do some exercise!! I have no words to describe the feeling I get after running a few good kms on treadmill or maybe after playing football or something else which involves running!!! I read one article sometime back with a title of "Joy of Running"
It made me think that I do experience a lot of other sensations, from mild discomfort to extreme agony, but joy? No way. In fact, the only time I really feel good is when I stop running. Hence the joy is of NOT running not feeling the pain. From the bottoms of my aching feet to the crown of my throbbing head, with in-between stops at my agonizing ankles, excruciating knees and burning lungs, running is one of the most complete pain experiences known to me 'coz thats the way I run. Of course, you could say the same about hitting myself over my head with a wooden mallet. That too would feel good when one stops.hahahaha In principle that is true, as both involve the end of pain, but the pain of hitting my head with a mallet cannot be compared with the pain of running. The former involves only localized discomfort, while the latter transmits pain throughout your entire body and comfort to my soul.
When I run too fast for too long I start concentrating on other things jus to deviate myself from the feeling of exhaustion I get while running.And most of the time I plan my day thinking of song or any recent events. Most of my days work get planned over tread mill. So I get more pain than I gain but yet I continue to run!!! And somehow I love running. Why? you ask. Good question. I’m not really sure myself, but I know that when I don’t I get these nagging feelings caused by long painful run I somehow miss something in my life!! or maybe the gain which I get is invaluable to me.Also running is good for health and blah blah blah. Kill me now coz bottom line is I have oxymoronic view around running

Water Rugby@Godav!!!

As many you know I love playing games, anything goes fine with me. The one which I already know, I try to master it and the one which I don’t know I try to learn it simple funda!!! But here I would like to mention one unique in which only we Godavites know to play and also it was started with my batch and ended with my batch I guess. Anyways to start with it was our first semester in college and I remember clearly that Chennai was receiving heavy rain. One fine rainy day I was back to hostel from workshop class while It was still raining. I saw few unknown junta playing football in quadrangle but few known fresher faces were going out from the back of our hostel with full enthusiasm along with 4th year seniors. It was the ragging season too for us!! Thing is behind our hostel and facing saraswasthi hostel we have a small lush green field called SANGAM. It is used for hosting inter hostel 9-a side cricket, 6-a hockey and 6-a side football tournaments.

Anyways I rushed back to room to change in to sports gear and went to sangam. All this I did to kill the curiosity. But there I was confronted by one of my seniors and he ask me to follow him. And I saw the whole sangam was submerged with knee deep muddy water and my fellow hostel mates were playing and falling into it while it was still raining heavily. Finally people got serious and we were told that we are going to play RUBGY and we will call it water rugby for the obvious reason. And apparently it was all done ‘coz our 4th year senior were getting bored of staying inside due to rain for so many days. Some of first year student protested that we don’t know to play rugby. So quickly we were told some basic rules and then were given orders that “you need not worry about the rules, jus pray to god and stand in front of the guy from the opponent and then close your eyes at the moment of collision”. Rest you learn while playing. In case of injuries we have one good hospital to take care of it.
So the game started and so started the fun. We kept running with ball and tossing the ball and catching the ball. Some of us who had seen rugby in TV tried to remember all the fundas. Those time rules also were refined. But more of less it was like catch the guy with his t-shirt and tear his t-shirt. So we played water rugby for one hour or so. It was so much fun. I remember one of my senior nicknamed “bull” was running with the ball. And when we collided I almost booked free ticket to hell. But falling on the knee deep water and also get wet by rain water was refreshing and the whole game turned out be a thriller. And we had so much fun that we got addicted to it from the day one. There came a time when it used to rain and we use to keep the track of water level in sangam. And whenever we got chance we used to announce on the PA “junta interested in playing rugby at sangam, land up there in 5 mins” and with every new game we used to have newbies…and so the game become popular and more competitive too.

But every time when sangam used to get dry, our deep yeti like footprint on the soft ground left ground uneven.
I remember this is the ground where so many tournaments were held. So our college gymkhana had to cough 8K for relaying it and second time it happened they issued notice and stamped 4k fine to sarawasthi hostel. So it was even more satisfying that our rival hostel pays for doing nothing. So it also become a tradition that every time sangam used to dry up we used to get notice that severe action will be taken against culprits from next time. And we the fellow participants used to take pride that we took the case of the gymkhana and the "dean students".


Anyways with every year passed we become more and more skilled and as senior we used to drag our juniors and tradition went on and on for four years. And good things was that even though our hostel became infamous for this game no other hostel junta ever dared to play this and this water rugby kind of became our hostel sports at least to me. Now it is raining like anything Bangalore and surely I miss the game which I loved most in my college days. Of course football is still there in my mind.
Ah damn I miss water rugby!!!

Thinking Too Much!!!

I read one article in one of the newspapers and it really made me think, after while I thought over it again. And then I thought why the hell I am thinking so much these days about anything everything. Yes thinking is one thing which I am doing awfully a lot these days!!! I am getting lazier day by day no doubt about and these trains of thoughts which run into my minds are acting as catalyst to this laziness. And these days I am often wondering what next. What life has got for me in the future? Well it sounds weird for person like to think like this.
Even my dreams are getting weird. I remember that I slept with fan off but sometime during the night my roommate switched on fan and I must have really cold, so cold that I started dreaming about me sleeping one ice slabs that too in Iceland!! Give up!!! Well then after all it’s a dream.
Anyways all I can think of now is my future, and my future adventures. The responsibility for my life and my world around me is indeed mine...I dream my own dreams and I form my own physical reality. The world is around me is the physical materialization of the inner self which I have formed. And what I have formed recently is a liking for someone but there is limit in my liking. We are all unlimited spirits facing some limits and the limits in this case is also imposed with the very fact of fear various practical issues which again came my mind while thinking about it. Damn see that’s why I am cribbing so much about my thinking… But I am happy to feel that my liking in this case is unconditional unlike my many others. I feel so because beyond myself there is another self and still another, of which I am aware. And that self tells me that my liking for this person is unconditional. Phew!!! I want to write so many things which eventually I will write within few days but I guess its time for me sleep.

HAPPY DIWALI

Happy Diwali Everyone

Straight from the Heart!!!

This week the highlight of life was my interaction with my companys HR people. I work in a company where everyone knows or seems to know everything except me:( yeah you guessed it, its a small company which behaves like a modern joint family.One gets all the freedom to work or not to work. But lately I was getting big time bored with my routine like goto gym, goto office, work and come back from work then try to make your evening happening. And in office I will get mild fever if I someday try/wanna stay after six!!! So I thought enough is enough someday somebody has to do something for me since I unlike others don't know everyone everything, so once fine day I decided to pass one sarcastic comments to my HR personal straight from the heart. and a message popped up in window which made me rub my eyes since I was unable to believe it. I saw a new life and energy filled inside me. Now till I am here in this company I can do something my nice hours spent everyday five days a week in company!!
Wow what a great HR department I have, they rock!!!!
But in general Some human resources (HR) departments (sometimes called personnel or a current new name) really add value to a company.Some don't. That's no surprise. But what sets apart the good ones from the bad ones? Here's one way of looking at it.Some human resource departments have maintained an old command and control mentality, where they see their jobs as making sure managers and employees are doing what they are supposed to. Is everyone on time? Why not? What about sick leave? Are all the rules being followed? It's not that these departments are misguided, because some rules, ARE important and need to be handled centrally by a company. Problems arise, however, when the HR departments forgets that it's purpose is to find the needs of the company, the managers and the employees, to help THEM get the work done and life moving in office hours.
What sets apart good HR departments from bad is that the bad ones lose their service orientation, and forget that if they don't help others get their jobs done, they won't get cooperation from those they should be helping. The good ones recognize that while they are obligated to do some regulation of some processes, that they can play important leadership roles in the organization. And that does NOT mean dictating but balancing off the needs of the organization with the needs of the managers and employees.A personal interaction with employees help a lot in achieving the goal!!!
What would this look like? Let's take an example: performance appraisal. No my appraisal is later so relax junta!!! Yeah so I was saying Poor HR departments go about performance appraisal this way. They devise a set of rules and forms on their own, then go forth (if they have executive support) and TELL managers and employees what they SHALL do. They tend not to consult, or if they consult just forget to listen to the people who have to use these monstrous procedures. What happens is that since HR tends to be somewhat distant from the users of the system, the process misses. Managers and employees see the process as another hoop to jump through, and stall, or avoid doing what they are supposed to.
The good HR department goes about it differently. While they recognize that performance appraisal needs to be, in some respects, a central organization process, they also recognize that if the process isn't responsive to at least some needs of managers and employees, it will never succeed. So rather than dictating the procedures, the smart HR folks create (in consultation with both managers and employees), a skeleton outline of the process. This skeleton outlines the basic components, but leave the details to the managers. So rather than telling managers they much use the twelve page form provided, they simply say that managers must document the performance discussions, and forward them to HR at least annually. See the difference?
Well but in the end all this is crap personally I am happy to have a hope of getting things like a discussion forum, recreation room, tt table , comics and magazine. I have already started day dreaming for forming a football team and beating my friends company. ah time to rub my eyes again!!!! And junta pls speak/crib to HR people they are nice people who can make your life easy in office!!!

With or Without You!!!

See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side
I wait for you

Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
And I wait without you

With or without you
With or without you

Through the storm we reach the shore
You give it all but I want more
And I'm waiting for you

With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you…………………..contd

U2 sang this song long back but I heard this song only few years back. I fell in love with this song and so did my friends.
I still remember my friend diode and I used to hang around a lot in purple haze, there we used to get really high, during the last half an hour DJ used to play "with or without you" and man we used to get totally emotional about this song.

But month passed by and still this song remains close to my heart. Always thought what a song but never thought what I really think about the meaning of this song and then y’day I played this song over my guitar and suddenly it occurred to me to ponder over the meaning of this song sung by U2.
Can one be so consumed by the love for a person that every moment he is with her is not enough and he just loves her so incredibly much...So u want to spend all the time with her but still it’s not enough and also being away from her is unbearable as well. The message is fairly simple the hopelessness of one’s situation is depicted with the great contradictions. You give it all, but I want more. Nothing to win, nothing left to lose. So problem is that being with her is too hard to bear because he wants her so much, and being away from her is too much for the same reason. On a bed of nails she makes me wait. You give it all but i want more. He is showing his mixed feelings. He is angry that she is letting him stay in this situation, yet he knows that she is doing all she can. Well if agree with me on the above meaning then with or without you is for you.


All this above meaning are my perception and I guess many people also think on the same line but I have read somewhere that Bono said in an interview that the song is about his battle to overcome drug addiction and how he felt he betrayed God in doing so. 

Religion: My Alter Ego vs Me!!!

Well as many of you know I am an agnostic person and being a convent educated surely like my friends even I have tried to understand christianity too!!! I was bit optimistic since chirstinaity is widely followed all over the world!!! But in the end it also confused me like other religions.I dont consider Hinduism any more a religion,I take it as way to live our life.My following writing are something which I have read it here and there and thought of it in bits and pieces and also I dont intend to offend anyone yet want to share my thoughts and philosophy with you all.

As you all know many 'westerners', possibly a majority of them, believe in certain form of Chirstianity. They depend, of course, on their God's infinte benevolence for eternal solution. They also rely on its infinte power so that the pray for happiness and they aslo count on its infinite knowledge to show them the way. Of course, many thiests and atheist are still waiting for the logical proof of this God's existence(one that can actually survive an argument), nonetheless, even if its existence were proven, Christian thoelogians would still have problems such as the Problem of evil. Before delving into explanations of this problem, it must be understood that this is mainly a Christian problem, Judaism does have somewhat of a similar problem but with a stronger solution.

Indeed, the Christian God is omnipotent, omniscient and infinitely benevolent(all at once); thus who can be reponsible for Evil? How is it not stopped before it can even strike? Does God (the Christian one) allow it to happen? These questions are respesctively answered as such: since God is all powerful. He could instantly override any evildoer, human or superhuman; since He is all-knowing, He couls know beforehand(or at least at the same time) of any Evil happening and could stop it before (or while) it starts; since He is all good, He would immediately want to correct any mishappening before it takes place, or as it gets ready to do so.

There remains but one objection; why does Evil still take place? Indeed it would be understandble if God was not quite powerful enough to right certain wrongs although He had both the knowledge and the intention to do so. Likewise, If He had infinite power and kindness, but His knowledge were restricted, this problem wouldn't be. It would be the same if He were all powerful and all knowing, but not all good. Nonetheless He is said to have all of there attributes. Judaism has managed to avoid this problem by making it understood that their God, at times, may be lacking in one of this attributes. Christian theologians have made many frivolous atempts to solve this porblem, it may be useful to sample some major ones in order to understand what the Problem of Evil entails. The most immediate answer would be that Satan did it; this cannot be:God, by definition, outwits him and overpowers him. It has also been argued that God allows evil to happen during our 'finite' life since our "infinite" life will be infinitely blissful, this would to severely question God's benevolence, or intelligence (even we can conceive of something better). Some think that justice is being done, which does not explain why a pregnant women, her eight month old foetus and her newborn child would die in car accident;surely the mother could have deserved it but not the children (transmigration may play a role, but I sincerely doubt that it applies to any form of Christianity). Others agrue that God ensures that the world is always the best of all possible ones, I could probably, relatively effortlessly conceive of one where rapist do not exist(for example).

The Problem of Evil is also related to issue of "free-will". Indeed,if the girl was born without a nose, therefore she cannot be 'paying' for a past wrongdoing and if she is 'paying' for her father's sin, God's justice isn't even as good as the present legal system; this is causing her so much grief that she is seriously considering suicide: does she have "free-will"? Let us consider this woman holding two babies in her arms of offered to lift one of three boxes, in which a million-dollar bail bond is set, let us also suppose that without notifying her, the remaining boxes are filled with enough dynamite to destroy the city she is in; her "free-will" is now non-existant, for she would never accept the offer if she know what the conditions are.Many believe that evil originated with Adam's eating the apple was knowlegde, meaning that he didn't have the any knowledge, particularly not of the difference between right and wrong, before the original sin. One could easily argue that Adam had no idea of what he was doing and that God is quite an avid punisher.

Whats With This KufiyaPanti!!!

The birthday boy caught inside the "BAR"




Well as you can see in the above pic its someone's birthday. and what a birthday it was, to start with we gave him bumps to an extent when our foot started paining and then after this kufiya guy’s A** getting red hot, he tells that "MAZAA NAHIN AAYA". Oh Boy it hurt our ego like anything and we had to start all over again giving him bumps till he said "I had enough" .Another bizarre incident happened was instead of singing happy birthday song we all sang jana gana mana (our national anthem) I don’t know how it started but it was very funny with we all trying to control our laughter and singing.
And finally as the tradition goes by in our group of playing holi with cake on birthday parties, oops again deviation from the tradition we didn’t played any such holi.
See now u know why I called this birthday party as “kufiya” aka ajay agrawal



One more thing happened that night..Baba Ojos was totally enthusiastic about the cake and beer. So as soon as we got beer he put them all inside ice chamber of our refrigerator to get the cooling effect fast. But then Baba Ojos forgot to take them out and alas all the beer can were frozen to ice by midnight. Still junta needed beer badly so finally we warmed the frozen beer and got them melted by heating them up. Please don’t try this at our home as it was done by highly skilled boozers and they knew at what exact temperature can might burst!!! Anyways it was good to see beer cans in hot water for a change and thanks to Baba Ojos and Kufiya insaan for giving us a memorable night!!!
Cheers!!!

Happy Birthday Dunna!!!

Today is one of my best friend's birthday and so it makes me wanna write about him and only him.I still remember in our first sem Piyush was nick named "Dunna Tunna" which later took its own of course modification by our gulti seniors and finally Dunna arrived. Well to start with Dunna a.k.a Piyush Shrivastava is 6'2" tall weighs 95 kgs likes him to be compared only with amitabh bacchan & sleeping beauty of large python which he optimally uses for occupying random spaces left in jam packed places.(His snap proves that!!!)

This extra-terrestrial species (definitely not homo-sapiens, very close to camel, ostrich) goes well by Darwin's law. He is evolving day by day, losing his hair daily, gaining 2 kgs per year & his neck becoming longer by .5 cm per year. Dunna follows a strict weekly routine.Eats 8 times a week, takes bath Sat to Sat (Back in IIT days in one semester he decided to take bath thrice a week, due to which IIT decided to close early because of water problem created by his decision), still manages to keep himself in good figure (42-38-42) by laughing a lot where he holds a record of laughing for 8 mins on a trot. He also savours all those natural pleasures by keeping wildly unpopular Hindi erotic books under his bed and I guess he still does in US.

During his stay in iit he has also made few HOMOsapiens friend like diode,soni,jhun. He has his own views about girls like they don't have brains, meant to wash clothes, cook and raise children. His bike hold a record for the number of girls sat on it, but ironically he never drove his own bike with a girl, his friends always did. This Boston resident is currently living a king size life at the expense of his fat oracle salary. His is a tech - wizard who cracked almost every girl's email password of his branch in our college.India definitely miss his giant body who donated blood in incredible amount to all those needy persons and this helpful soul who is always on toes for helping his friends.

Currently I am told by him that he is willing to marry any girl since he has given up the "GREAT FIGHT" for getting a girlfriend. I wish all the luch he needs to get married in coming year and also many happy returns of the day man. even though i know u will kill me after what i have for you here!!!!

Getting knighted Mr Ravana!!!

I never understood the meaning of my friends quote "I gotto work this weekend”. Since I use to look at him with big question mark on my face, and then he used to say "Your number will come soon dude". And my day came today, today is holiday but I went to office for jus 3 hrs to check in few files. That three hour made me realize why my friend was so lifeless while telling me that he has to work on weekend. To start with as soon as I entered office my throat went dry and eyes popped due to the shock of seeing jus one or two people. When I started working even my P4 512 MB ram configured PC seemed to me slower than my school days P1 machine. Well I am kind of guy who loves to work during office hours but gets mild fever if I have to stay late after 7 pm on working days. Weekends are always meant to have fun, no work. Finally to my rescue on my teammate also walked inside the premises. I felt a great sense of relief and asked him so what’s up. He told me that today he is going to see “Ravana” effigy burned as today is Dussehra.
My heart sank to abysmal depth hearing these and trains of thought once again started running. I started thinking things like why we have to really burn Ravana after all he was not all that bad. I don’t hate the character called Ravana ‘coz without him there is no Ramayana. And now it makes me wonder about myself that how evil am I? I admire Hitler for his orating power though loath his deeds and actions. I read “Mein Kempf” and didn’t get bored of it. But I believe that history makes heroes of only those who win war. You loose the war and you are the villain. You must be saying what bullshit, well then I must say it really makes sense since history is written for winners or by winners only, and these winners are portrayed as heroes, looser are bound to become the bad people. Well to prove the double standard followed by soulless people here is a question “Why is that people show reverence to Gandhi and on the other hand worship Ram ‘coz on one side Gandhi refused to use weapons against Britain and Ram fought the war against Ravana” Contradiction isn’t it. But then Ayn Rand quoted something like Contradictions do not exist. Whenever you think that you are facing a contradiction, check your premises. You will find that one of them is wrong.
I don’t know which premises is wrong the Gandhi or the Ram but I think it’s depends from person to person.

Anyways what I am trying to say here is that why do we really have to hate the villain or bad guy. In personal terms I don’t care about heroes or villain or neither have I looked for any examples to lead my life!! I think my instinct and soul is good enough to guide me. But generally speaking I think people should think about the good things of both heroes and villains since chances are we will also loose some kind fight/struggle some time and we will the villains.
Aha huh too rude huh!!!! Imagine if Ravana would have won the war.

One Fine Day!!!

There is my Bengali colleague who believes the solution to problem of every man’s life is marriage i.e. the end of all problems. In fact when I started writing blog he thought I was a troubled creature with all sorts of problem in my life. So he was the first one to comment and what a comment it was “Get married Dude”. Wow I was petrified for a moment. I don’t know made him write or what he thinks exactly about marriage but my guess is that he believes that there is no man’s individual life after marriage, so no life, no problem in life. You know what I would like to write my roommate opinion about the marriage after few months when he will be the “man with experience” my friends. Well whatever be the case this Bengali friend is surely is rocking these days... I was wondering if anyone of you know how to loose weight jus by eating and more eating. And that’s all. Well then take my free expertise from this Bengali friend.
Talking about loosing weight there are people in my gym who will do few crunch or few sit ups for some meager 10 seconds or so and then they inspect rather admire their figure for minutes from all the angles feeling them everywhere. And this goes on and on after every set of exercise well surely they are one the right track for loosing weight I guess. And today morning I saw four ladies running on treadmill (common guys at least they were trying to run ok) and they were all wearing same pink track. The whole scene went inside my head like PINK, PINK, PINK echoing. Well for a moment my trains of thought ran and two things flashed in my mind. First was surely these ladies shopped together and bought this pink track on some super sale like buy one get one free. And second thought was who the hell associated pink with girls in the name of womankind or in the name of history. I mean the only man who I know wore pink color dress was ROSS GELLAR from friends. Why it’s a taboo in men’s world. Why it such a dare for a guy to wear pink t-shirt? Well while I was trying to reason out myself with all the logical deduction my instructor came and asked to continue my workout distracting me totally. Well I turned around I surely saw one person admiring himself in the mirror and feeling himself all over. I was smiling to glory but then it was time to remember my friends comment about me few days back and pump few more irons.

The Night It Rained And We Danced To Dandiya Beats!!!

Its all about the night it rained in bangalore but in personal terms was flooding my heart with evils verses against the weather since it was a night of "golden opportunity" for me as quoted by my friend.But then all settled when finally I and my friend decided to go to dandiya taking a brave front against rain and traffic. We decided to goto "The Place" called Majestic, and I promised myself to explore the possibilities and all which comes but to my surprise I met one pretty girl through my friend and really didnt/couldnt take off my attention from her whole night. So with that all exploration came to sudden halt for the whole night. But hell we are discussing dandiya here not my exploration.

To start with I would make a impressive statement "gone are the days when these festival was a family or a community affair in which a group of ladies sang the garba and group of guys flirted with them and danced around a picture of the goddess Durga". Yeah you are allowed to flirt a bit in the name of tradition and its cool. But in a city where fun part has swayed lately there is a population of likeminded people who are hell bent on stemming the rot and preserving the cultural heritage dandiya in the name of fun .Ideally, two circles formed by men and women move in clockwise and anti-clockwise directions with two sticks called dandiyas held in their hands. This playful dance provides ample opportunity for acting and exchanging messages through eye contact. Hates off to Dandiya And Garba Dances.

Ok now with the information about Dandiya and Garba I can move forward in personal terms. So We gotto "Majestic" and parked our car and got into the venue where once again I had to digest the fact that I am the guy deprived of privilages jus 'coz I am guy damn. Guys were charged 150 bucks and Girls 50 bucks. Those who can apply logic and explain me the reason be my guest!!

So finally getting all drenched and all I met the "ORACLE GROUP" of guys and pretty ladies. It was really nice knowing these chirpy and colorful group but it was more heart warming to see my tradition and cultural and to see so many unknown faces with cool gujju dresses. Hey even we had one guy with chunri and girl in blue dress in our group dressed up for the night.And Also I came across a confident ever smiling "bacchi" with cool height and model like figure only to find out in the end that she is working with my friend.

But in the night of chaos nobody followed the rules and to add to our fear factor the live music was pathetic. Infact when I was excited about getting in front of speaker, they played the saddest music I heard in recent months and I dedicated it to my friend which made me happy to an extent. So after jostling with unknown faces we decided to part away from the mainstream and have fun within ourself.

Their was this guy from "ORACLE GROUP" who was confusing everyone with his geometric configuration for dance and everyone was having get confused. Sure we had fun but I wonder. And then the pretty lady finally realized what was happening and surely it must have awakened her sense and memory that even she has studied geometry in school. So even she applied her brains to the geometric configuration for dance formation, and carrying the aura of "Gaddha Dhaari Bheem" ordered us to stand like that and there...which added to the more confusion. But I was standing alone jus left amused and gaping to the beauty of.....ahem ahem
But all settled we were finally set to have a blast with dandiya. And yes we did have fun since then it was more fun getting added every minute. We danced like anything sometimes like tribal of Africa, sometimes like the aborigines of Gujarat and more importantly didnt gave the damn to the others. By the end in fact I learnt few dance steps too which will come handy in future

Finally It was time to save all these sweet memories and leave the place with my friend getting little slimmer and trimmer. I won't forget this dandiya night since I know I won’t be able to repeat it with my friend and with the rain and with the confusion ever.


Now surely I have given you enough reason to dance the night away and do all the raas lila for next few days:)

Still Thinking Why Am I here!!!

Well isn't this fun my first day a blogspace and my mind is comfortably numb!! But Now I am realising that after all this time, I have arrived at the stage where I can talk to myself and allow everyone else to listen in – for what purposes well thats for you guys and pretty girls to discover!!Amazing!! What should I be thinking of next? Hmmmmmmm

All In the Name of Words!!!

I am still thinking what to write here!!!! Confused!!!