The feeling of nostalgia for home is something i havent associated with myself for long time in life.Its not that i dont love staying at home,its just that i enjoy and relish my freedom and being independent the same way.Those aspects of learning the hard way,of starting to eat food which u havent liked for over 2o yrs(infact,never tasted coz it didnt sound or smell good),learning to manage own wardrobe etc etc on own is just not possible till one goes away from home.And i have relished the learning for the time i stayed in noida.
Past 7-8 months have been a lil rough phase,when all the time i could wish for is to find a good job,relatively safer than my last job yet interesting enough to be considered a new challenge evryday.And here i am,when i find myself close to what i could have asked for,an all together new beginning,for some mysterious reason or the other,i am caught up in this complex web of emotions.The feeling is mixed..enthusiasm regarding the challenges new life will bring and nostalgic about leaving behind what has been my source of entertainment(or call it,ways to distance myself from boredness :P).Well,m confused...and can only infer the same old fact about human life,"present never looks good,past and future always does".I have never relished those mechanical subjects,but i do know, the probability for me to decipher engines is much better than deciphering human emotions.I wish to believe m not all alone in this quest to understand y we humans,though being among the highest form of life,are yet so confused and indecisive..
I hope this monday will turn out to be a decisive day in my life and i hope to stay hell busy to be thinking of all the crap i just wrote!!
Sharing lyrics of one of the appropriate songs for the mood..
Happy living.. :)

And as we lie beneath the stars
We realize how small we are
If they could love like you and me
Imagine what the world could be

If everyone cared and nobody cried
If everyone loved and nobody lied
If everyone shared and swallowed their pride
Then we'd see the day when nobody died
When nobody died...

have u ever

HAVE YOU EVER.......

Smoked a cigarette?:nah,boozing is good enough
Crashed a friend's car?: not yet,but my friends dont doubt my ability..
Stolen a car?: yeah..i am a GTA champ
Been in love?:yep..its a great feeling
Been dumped?:Flirting is next best thing to real love,u gotta try enuf no. of times to find true love..those who claim to find it in first attempt have either compromised or have been god gifted
Shoplifted?: oh..those lovely school days..m nostalgic
Been in a fist fight?:yup..college time 2nd yr with noor,in front of professor
Snuck(I guess she meant sneaked) out of your parent's house?:yeah..in final year of college
Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back?:omg,how often!!!
Been arrested?: again,in GTA
Gone on a blind date?: not interested unless i turn blind..
Skipped school?:so often...i hated those "submitting report card days" and those hindi class tests..
Been on a plane?: yup..but want to fly more often than i do
Seen someone die?:nope..the thought is dreadful enough
Been to Canada?: naah
Purposely set a part of yourself on fire?: may be i look stupid...but m not
Been jet-skiing?:nah...zyada enthu bhi nahin hain
Met someone in person from the Internet?: yep..i did
Taken pain killers?:m just 22..
Flown a kite?: tried...but these trapezium shaped creatures dont get along well with me
Built a sand castle?:m bad at such stuff...but built a sand volcano in goa
Gone puddle jumping?:i love holi...
Cheated while playing a game?: wtf r u talking about..its all part of rules..isnt it?
Been lonely?:yeah..that's when i blog
Fallen asleep at work or school/college?:haan,those mechanical lectures are perfect sleeping doses
Used a fake ID?:yup..in library,in fests
Felt an earthquake?:yup,around 5.5 on richter scale..
Touched a snake?:tell me seriously,do i look crazy??i love my life!!
Slept beneath the stars?:yes...but willingly..not for being thrown out of room
Been robbed?:stealing is in..and i have contributed a lot
Been misunderstood?:anyone who has been in a relation has been misunderstood many times
Won a contest?: i discovered my talent little too late(22 yrs)..
Run a red light/stop sign?: m more of a traffic rule follower..but did so once to reach movie hall on time...u see,i dont miss trailers..
Been suspended from school?:thank god,there was no such punishment for poor performance
Been in a car accident?:yup..many..recent one on nh-8, gurgaon
Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night?:it takes somebody 8 hrs for a pint of icecream???too slow man
Walked the streets drunk?: walk isnt enough..my friends say i dance better when drunk
Had déjà vu?:sab moh maya hain
Danced in the moonlight?:yup..on trip to kasauli(yeah,we did!)
Witnessed a crime?:if being foodie is a crime,then yes!!
Been obsessed with post-it notes?: nope
Squished barefoot through the mud?:good old goa days
Been lost?:dont trust me on routes...its just luck on my side
Been on the opposite side of the country?: well..no..(i wd want to say yes,can i call chd an independent country???)
Swum in the ocean?:again,u dont believe me,i am not crazy
Cried yourself to sleep?:yeah..its part of life
Played cops and robbers?:i really suck at both
Recently coloured with crayons?:yes(if it was asked in 1996)...no otherwise...dont ever test my drawing talent,u wil repent it..
Sung karaoke?:some ppl just cant tolerate me singing!!
Paid for a meal with only coins?:many a times for roadside chuski or chole kulche
Done something you told yourself you wouldn't?:hawwww...tumhe kaise pata i have weak willpower?
Made prank phone calls?:yeah..just made one yesterday among friends..i suck at it..
Caught a snow flake on your tongue?: i live in chandigarh..not in canada
Written a letter to Santa Claus?:y shd i write one..he never got me any gifts..huh!!
Blown bubbles?:those days at rose festival..awesome
Bonfire on the beach?:oh ya..in ranthambore with FF colleagues and once in goa with mechanchies
Cheated on a test?:i wish i could do it atleast once without being caught..
Gone skinny-dipping in a pool?: oh..naughty me

Garari is not a word .... It's a Mission

Garari is not a word .... It's a Mission
'Garari' ... A word frequently used by me, by people for me. The title of this post describes its meaning aptly.

Its like, if you have decided to do something, then it oughta be completed, irrespective of the cost. It can be as small as, eating a particular flavour of ice cream at 1am, and to fetch it wander through whole city. On higher note, Sky is the limit.

Technically speaking, 'Garari' means 'gears' ... So what happens when two gears gets entagled into one another, its impossible to move ahead unless they are corrected. That's what garari is, if something comes into your mind, it becomes mission of your life.

Only people who have experienced this kind of thrust knows the satisfaction on completion of 'Garari'.

Somehow, she was never on my garari list. Why? Because garari once achieved looses its importance, but she can never ever be someone not important in my life.

Ending the post here, cause if I start I can write a book on garari, but then writing a book was never my GARARI

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Dont write me off...just yet

It's never been easy for me
To find words to go along with a melody
But this time there's actually something, on my mind
So please forgive these few brief awkward lines

Since I met you, my whole life has changed
It's not just my furniture you've rearranged
I was living in the past, but somehow you've brought me back
And I havent felt like this since before Frankie said relax

And while I know, based on my track record,
I might not seem like the safest bet
All I m asking you is dont write me off, just yet

For years I've been telling myself the same old story
That I'm happy to live off my so-called former glories
But you've given me a reason to take another chance
Now I need you, despite the fact that you've killed all my plants

And though I know, I've already blown more chances
Than anyone should ever get
All I'm asking you is dont write me off, just yet
Don't write me off just yet

Hangover-venue the kasauli hills,time 3 am

Finally,a break from the monotonous routine..i have been looking forward to around diwali time with lot of enthusiasm as most of my colleagues(read kalolis) were supposed to be in chd.Let me introduce u to the characters first
Mr VM-Supposedly big daddy of drinking.He wasnt so in college but has sincerely worked hard to achieve this feat in past 8-10 months,thanks to his job.
Mr SS-the typical seedha saadha guy,wd have prefered sleeping over nightout but buckled under peer pressure
Mr SG-The Good boy,who listens to evryone's problems,tries his heart out to suggest solutions and WAS habitual of healthy night sleep...not anymore,thanks to his job and few nightouts we had together.
Mr HB-The skeptical guy,not sure whether its a good idea go to kasuali more coz he wasnt sure abt SG's driving skills after boozing
Mr NM & Mr MD-The notorious guys,they truly symbolise murphy's law..if anything can ever go wrong in ur life,it will(and if not,des two ppl will ensure it happens)
Mr RC-yours truly :-)


It didnt require any photos to be clicked or videos to be recorded to make it memorable...for what VM did,it will stay down in our memory lane for yrs to come.
It all started when we guys decided to meet at lake.Its a heavenly feeling to be at lake,especially if one hasnt been in chd for past months.So,we were kind of reliving those college days again.Soon,we were off to Himani's at around 7 in d evening.The real party began there.We have all changed a lot in past year or so and the most profound change noticed in VM is,des days he always have something to talk about.Its like most of us have never been to Guhuwati or Chennai but it feels like our second home,thanks to VM's amazing storytelling skills.He guided us on Planter's punch and how to get best out of a smirnoff and we listened as any inquisitive naive individual wd do.The party continued till 11.
On an usual day,its d time when we bid adieu to each other and go back to our places,but tonite it wasnt meant to be so,the party had to go on..wid no place to stay at,our best refuge was in HB and MD's car.(going back to home wasnt an option,unless we believed this is the best time to reveal our boozing secrets to our beloved parents,but as we were still in senses,we decided not to).

12 00 mid nite
So we took off for kasuali,with SG,HB,SS,RC in one car and NM,MD,VM(hell of a combination,notorious guys with big daddy of boozing) in another.
As expected,Vodka just doesnt satisfy VM rbc's...its just a mean to warm up his body neurons..they went on for some BP while we continued our journey towards the hills.We reached Timber trail,suppposedly our first stop.By now,SS had realised he overdrank and the guilty feeling creeped in..so just after his career's first post booze Puking,he fell asleep in car.Meanwhile,SG,HB and RC were waiting for the other car to arrive and were enjoying the chilly air.For us,it was like a december night.Soon,the other drunkards reached.One could sense Vm had reached his threshold level with his unstoppable colgate smile and his shirt removal act reminded me of Dada's reaction after winning Natwest series in 2002.We danced without a melody for few mins before we decided to move on.By now,we all were hungry.It was 2 30 am and the pleasant part of the story was nearing its end(once again,TED's grandmother was proven right,KID,NOTHING GOOD HAPPENS AFTER 2) :-)

3 00aM
we reached a dhaba where the only thing on menu was chai with veg sandwich(better call it green tomato slices squeezed between 3 days old bread with mdh chat masala).By now,VM was getting out of control.He drank hot tea as another of his bottom's up act(the after effects of hot tea on his tongue shd still be der).
I always relish the conversation ppl have once they are influenced by boozing..so here's an excerpt:
VM(wid hand over his head):tu saamne baith ja,tu baith ja,tuu saamne jaa ke baith ja.tu shi chi chup shi chi murmuring murmuring(again holds his head)..
we had no idea what he intended to say,and i doubt even he does :-)


3:45 am
So after all this healthy meaningful conversation,we decided to put VM back into MD's car and make him sleep.Tea was followed by expresso coffee.By now,even SS and HB were asleep.So,four of us,NM,MD,SG,RC sat around in dhaba and thats when the worldly talks were initiated,we call it job cribbing.well,i havent had much to crib about in recent months except sheer idleness and how my joining keeps getting postponed all the time and MD was just too busy updating his orkut status msgs on his newly acquired gadget(read a simple phone with gprs facility),so the main contributors happened to be NM and SG.As always,SG happened to live to our expectations,of being a good listener and trying to explain why working in corporate sector sucks but we have to live with it.He is truly an amazing listener,probably thats why he has people as versatile as TJ and Sahil gupta/kapoor or Sandy among his good friends.Soon,this talks came to an end too.

4 30 am
These past 45 mins changed VM's boozing career forever.His first ever Post booze puking happened to be on back seat of MD's i10.Had it been a t-shirt painting competition(natural colours ofcourse),VM had no competitor.There were circular prints,den der were amoeba type patches and that wasnt all,this hair conscious guy made sure he applied the natural conditioner to his hairs too.Any attempt to wake him up went in vain.
Soon,we started our journey back home..hats off to MD and NM to have survived deadly foul smelling,which VM could create in car deadly enough to be used as remedy for H1N1 virus.

5 45 am
Destination-NM's locality
Intentions-To bring VM back to planet earth.
Here was another dilemna..NM and MD,the experienced drinkers,believed VM should be straightway dropped to his place.SG and I couldnt disagree more.We had no intentions to get him kicked by his parents :)

SS was still busy sleeping when 4 of us made die hard effort to clean up VM.His hairs were shampooed with sunsilk to get rid of his natural moisturiser(and this guy couldnt stop complaining,he prefers dove over sunsilk).No matter if VM remembers anything which happened at night,but he wont forget this ON ROAD bath at 6 am with chilled water.
(After all this cleaning,SS couldnt help mentioning he didnt expect that all of us would put in so much effort to clean VM of all the dirty stuff..i cant agree more)
Thats were we call adios to NM and MD
6 30 am-
On way back to chd,VM had urge to do some more puking..so we had to put brakes on the way.Meanwhile,SS woke up and as if he couldnt see his dear friend VM do it all alone,out of nowhere,he followed the course.It was kind of funny,really funny..

7 00 am
Finally we reached the city but we were supposed to stay at SG's place,that too after his parents leave at 8 00.By now,all of us felt like innocent child who have been sleep deprived for last 24 hrs for no fault of theirs.Now,it was kind of a big dilemna,after a night out with true followers of murphy law,Nature's call had to strike in this odd circumstances.Well,i wont delve more of details onto a blog here,but next one hour was hard on us.All in all,SHIT HAPPENS,IT REALLY DOES!!

8 30 AM
Reached SG's place..and the fine nightout came to an end..zzzzzzzzzzzzz

P.S-Dear VM,Apologies in advance. despite ur repeated request (dhamkis),i couldnt resist putting this fine evening into words.See thats what excess of idle time can do to a person,i managed to write this multithousand words story:-)

Lets hope evry diwali gives us chance for such nightouts...

The Rusty Brain....

Well,its been around 16 months since my graduation(or precisely the time when even those short lasted affairs with books came to an end) and the brain is already giving a hard look to FRM books and Mock CAT's...Cat exam never looked this tougher(making me relook at admission forms if they have changed d criteria for admission to only for PHD's in English & mathematics),FRM stuff seems as if finance can be more boring than engines and boilers,with the probability of getting thru both,as low as Ishant Sharma scoring a test hundred....if it continues dis way in days to come,den chahe puri kayanat lag gaye,mujhe FRM mein paas nai kara sakti..
time for some sleep...oops..i meant frm studies...tatazz