Hazaron Khwaishein Aisi

The eternal search for peace of mind and those fleeting moments of happiness bring you face to face with the toughest of quandaries in life so often. What do you choose? Which way do you take? What will give you internal peace? You want a hundred things and eventually get a thousand; some of which were what you wanted. But then why is there no peace still? Why do ghosts of the past haunt you in your mind masquerading as sweet memories? Why is it easy to forget banal things but not those seemingly eternal memories which fill your heart with nothing but desperation? No, this life and this world are perhaps not good enough to appreciate love and compassion. So I'll wait, not just for the three, four, five years that I did, but for a lifetime, and another, and for another world where there is no space for treachery and malice, for hopelessness and desperation, where love and care shall prevail over all guile and jealously. And in that world and time, you and I will meet again, never to be parted by ourselves or even the end of time......

Pain

Source: http://www.phy.iitb.ac.in/psiphy - (Psi-Phy Mag)

Pain has an aura and a mystic glow
It teaches through tarnished remembrances
No matter what valour or courage we show
The resolute tears must wet our eyelashes

Pain gives resolve to some, to some despair
Those of stout heart fight on and do not yield
Unsheathed, the sword of hope is bold and bare
And held aloft, the battle hardened shield

For where pain burns away decaying souls
It plants new saplings of new lofty goals

AUGUSTUS

Missing something....

1.) Rains in IIT
2.) Crappy mess food
3.) Coffee Shack
4.) Sammie's cries in the wing
5.) Nakul torturing Baap
6.) Moti and his stupidity
7.) "Smokin Joe's" and Shashi's stories of Joe and Isabella and his
version of insti.'s gossip.
8.) Tikoo and the art of cogging
9.) Kammo, Chaube, Satyam, Tau, Mishra and those 3 girls
from D. Y. Patil....

Something in the Eye

For someone:

Something has happened.... is it a dream? I wonder. But it sure is of the stuff dreams are made of. It's amazing how life can take one on a high one moment and then throw him/her from there into the abysmal dungeons. One should be brave and should face life and learn to win.

Every moment in our lives is a choice between life and death. Our happiness or the lack of it depends on the choices we make. Take control of your life before it takes control of you.


I should go to bed now.... been a very miserable day.

The Old Beaten Track!

I still remember my very first day in IIT. When I had walked in to a world so different I had never imagined that one day I would be associated with so many uniquely eccentric people - each one with his own amazing trait. It is indeed impossible to find such people out here in an alien world no matter how hard one tries. Or probably one does find them but is not ready to give them the same place in his heart as those people of yesteryears. And when one looks back in his deepest dreams at those wonder years it is not only these people who haunt him but even those trees, those rooms, that mess, that wonderful canteen of freshie time and then Raghu’s revolutionary canteen with its fried rice and stuff… What strikes me perhaps more than the others is this amazing “infinite” road (as I call it). This is the road which takes everyone everywhere. 8 walks on it and so do 5, 9, 12, 13 and my beloved 6. Silently it leads one to his destiny. Four years later it has made me travel miles across the plains and brought me here, to the war zone pepping me to fight with my hands tied and win. I really wonder how long I can survive the guile of this murky world. I do not claim to have learnt complex formulae or complex algorithms in IIT, neither have I truly learnt anything related to boilers or refrigerators but I have definitely imbibed in myself the typical “never give up” attitude and I am more than confident of reducing any such challenge to cipher.

Today when I think of this road I am vividly reminded of the beautiful yellow flowers adorning it in this month of Feb/March and of divine morning sunlight ushering in through the canopy of trees along it. It is one of my most cherished memories of IIT and is so invigorating that it rekindles the die-hard spirit in me.

Deepak Dhaba!

Hmmmmm... Deepak Dhaba - sasta n tikau - place where i have dinner n a place which goes a long way in proving the 'String Theory'. Menu's as follows
Aloo Parantha - Rs. 5
Dal Fry - Rs. 10
Plain Rice - Rs, 10 per plate (ususally half a plate is more than enuf)
Mixed Veg. (or any Veg. dish for that matter) - Rs. 15 per plate
Chicken stuff ranges from Rs. 35 to Rs. 45
Veg. Thali - Rs. 25
Non Veg. Thali - Rs. 40
Chicken Kathi Roll - Rs. 20
ummm.... thats all i can remember

Coming back to the intricate relationship between DB n String Theory... well try ordering something on the menu, there's only 25% chance of getting it. It reminds me a lot of Quantum Mechanics and Schrodinger, of parellel Universes, non-uniqueness of the 'Big Bang' and the principle of uncertainity. I'm really suspicious of the waiters there... ;) Anyways, I found this an apt place for applying my 'Game Theory' faculties. Here's a small anecdote:

TVS: Wats on the menu today?
Janga (our dear'ol waiter): Veg. blah blah blah, Non Veg. blah blah blah
TVS: Get me 2 Aaloo Paranthe and a plate of Plak Paneer
Janga: wokay
TVS: n also a plain omlett "without onion or tomato - completely PLAIN" (pointed out very articulately)
Janga: I'll try
TVS (bemused)

15 min. later TVS gets a plate of Aloo Paneer, 2 Aloo Paranthes n an omlett without onion or tomato but with a generous kissing of green chillies which he gratefully accepts gloating to himself "gotcha"....

Naukri Blues...

Hmmm..... finally feels like I'm working, getting a feel of the real world, away from the protected and cozy life of yesteryears. I still remember the very first day of this quest that I call 'Job' - I woke up at around 9 in the morning in an exorbitantly priced hotel room in Kolkata feeling tired and with a feeling that I was in Pune doing my internship - so much so that I could feel the presence of Satyam, Tau, Mishra, Chaube and particularly Kammo..... anyway - the point is the first few months were a mere cake walk - much like the internship. But of late things have changed drastically with 'big responsibilities' being handed down to me in the absence of senior members (I still can't believe I'm directly responsible for the outcome of a project worth 5 Crores hehehe..... God help STPI n PwC!). I used to hate staying back till late in the nights at Bangalore but here I am with only one thing in my head - I have to finish the project ASAP. Its been 15 days of continous work now with mere 9 hour breaks for dinner, sleep n gym for me..... worked on weekends n on holidays :-(( - I only pity the poor driver who looks at us with pleading eyes and says "Saab aaj toh mere baaki doston ki bhi chuuti hai - koi gaadi leker nahi gaya", "Saab kal toh Sunday hai..." :-))))