Monsoon Diaries

Peeking out through the window when it rains feels good when we’re home, but feels sad when we’re in office, sitting in our cube, where we forget the outside world and get busy in winding up the assigned tasks, fulfilling our accountability.

To get a change from regular schedule, one fine Sunday evening, I decided to visit one of the favorite hangout places in Mumbai during Monsoon. Yes, Marine Drive it is. Probably the film industry has made this place pretty reachable to the people living outside Mumbai. Which is the reason why a newbie in this city has more curiosity to shoot the breeze there than the permanent residents of this city. I’m just a sojourner though.

Although the weather was beautiful that evening, it was raining intemperately. I called my friends to wander with me but they preferred to relax at home and watch the showers through the window, sipping a cup of tea. Well, that is certainly another best way of enjoying this season, but I was keen for the marigraphy and hence decided to walk alone.

Being there was a vivid experience with soothing drizzles and pleasant breeze all around. The crashing sound of sea and its salty smell made me lurching on the bars of waves, isolating from the mob surrounding the place. Not that this was the first time I was here, but the freshness in the air made the mind construe an unexampled feeling. I enjoyed observing people with colorful umbrellas, kids with bright raincoats, couples facing towards the sea, watching the ebbs and flows relating it to their lives. A gang of local lads with a football and clothes stained in mud, a couple of hot girls fagging and crushing the stubs, minors selling roses to the lovebirds and the attuned noise of the vendors. It pretty much appeared as a celebration, just that everybody was rejoicing their own way.

Amid all this I didn’t realize when I lost myself in capturing this monsoon festivity with my cell phone. Sometimes clicking a photograph with permission and sometimes an act of voyeurism. I wish I had a Canon or Nikon that time, nevertheless my SAMSUNG STAR served as a subliminal device. Lately, I discovered that its considerable exposure to rain has flown enough water in its veins. Which resulted in a twinkle followed by shut down and now I was ready to go back to my town. The mobile is still under observation though, not sure if I’ll be able to restore the snaps I clicked, nevertheless I had a refreshing evening after a hectic working week in office.

 

 

The Odyssey

“At times what we think, it happens! and it happens just the way we thought it.
Conversely, God always fulfills our wishes which we never wish to happen.”

It was our final year of grad, and my friend had a quick visit to Mumbai for VISA process. Wandering alone in the bustling city he did had some bitter experiences, but he enjoyed. Till the time we have seen Mumbai from a vantage point, watching videos and hearing from friends/relatives. I still remember a couple of videos we watched on YouTube where life in Mumbai local, making of Bandra-Worli sea link, the famous dabbawala chain and many other spotlights of this city were exhibited.We always imagined the kind of life people are living in Mumbai where railway platforms are always studded with heads, roads with vehicles and queues for every damn thing.

Most of the engineering folks are caught by insomnia and for them night starts only when they hit the bed which is normally around 4:00 AM. Being a part of fraternity we were not an exception . One day (late night) while hanging out on the lintel of the water tank on terrace, my friend was narrating his experience of t he last visit he had to Mumbai. Listening to him I could easily conceive of the hustle and bustle of the city and the pace with which it is running. He went there for a short span of time, to finish an important work, so he didn’t get much time to hang on and enjoy the atmosphere there. We decided we will definitely visit the city again along with Pappu if possible. At the same time I prayed that I should not get posted to Mumbai when I join TCS after my grad is over, as whenever I  heard about Mumbai I found the word “Traffic” tied to it.

To visit Mumbai at our own required savings from the petty pocket-money we got during college days. Asking for money at home for such a reason had become a dishonor for us as there were guys who were earning their expenses along with their studies. In the same spirit I joined a Call center to fetch some savings out of my earnings, but it was too late. Murphy’s Law says that when you have money, you have no time to spend it and when you have time, you have no money to spend. That’s what happened with us, whenever we had money, either one of us went busy with some or other work and when both were free we just had a few pennies in pockets. Time went by and my friend flew away for masters, leaving the dream behind and life became busy after that.

Today as per the destiny I am working in Mumbai, and am loving the life here. My friend “Harshit”, is in Texas pursuing his MS and Pappu “Piyush”, is working in Hyderabad. I never imagined that it will happen so soon, my friend visited India last year for his brother’s marriage and luckily we three met in Mumbai . The journey that we ever dreamed of, sometime back in college is now successful. Whatever happens, it happens for good.. this has always been the poker psychology of our life and has always given us the strength, the confidence to deal with the situations we came across. No matter where we are, what geographic distances we have, we strive for a common place to settle down. Not sure when will it happen but the soon or later the day will come and the odyssey will continue….

June 2009 – Harshit, Piyush and Uday were found together in Mumbai

From College To Corporate…

Professionalism, a monster that eats all the emotions of  the mankind. You don’t realize when the virus comes into your veins and to what extent it captures your brain. One fine day when you find yourself  standing in front of a mirror you do appear what you are but not what you were. Today the way you articulate, the way you walk, the way you carry yourself everything counts , which  hardly  had any materialistic importance earlier for you. Your loquacity has been cut down by your e-mails, which are well catered in a precise and lucid manner.Whatever you write is taken into account. There is something that makes you endurable against the cacophony of your boss, had it been earlier with   someone you would have given right on his face. Though your tolerance threshold has increased but the frustration      lies and it  is either impelled on some innocent fellow or shoved off on a stress buster at your desk. Leaves are taken with a great planning which was never required before bunking lectures. Today  Time is money  and you are too poor to afford it for others.

Darwin’s theory applies everywhere and has become a memento for you now. You get a group of colleagues but not friends like before, with whom you used to share  your problems, and if  you find someone  then the geographies are changed as soon as you become good friends . Thanks to the almighty who invented Cell Phones and Internet which makes it feel your dear ones virtually  real to you.   . No matter how reluctant you are for the changes to take place you adapt it happily and innocently as the grounds are different now.The time has changed and so are you. It is positive till you are successful in keeping your personal and professional lives apart, if you fail you are dead actually.

That’s all what you’ve gained during  your journey from a small class room to The Large Office.

Is Smoking Engineer’s health….??

Smoking is injurious to health..!!!

O0ps.. Smoking is Engineer’s health….!!!

The statement that adds taste to the college life of the guys.. specially engg crowd.

Its all about the SMOKE in SMOKE out phenomenon College is the best platform to get into this habit, i still remember when i stepped into engg i found many guys making clouds of smoke outside the campus.. never thaugt that one day some one will stand at my place & i’ll be there in that crowd. I never say that it happens with everyone.. there are people who pass their college life without holding a ciggi in hand They say that smoking is harmful for health.. but i bet smokers can give more than 10 excuses for doing it like as It relieves one from mental tension, helps in concentrating, helps in nature’s call… bla bla bla…

But the Irony of the practice is that “U never know when u become addicted to it “ now every time if u have a pressure on u’r mind u feel like smoking, Exam days the best example that suits it. U start relating everything in u’r life with a poor white stick.

Now the people across u may be u’r girl friend or u’r best frns come into picture and ask u to give up the habbit, by blackmailing u emotionally. Listening to them u start avoiding it so as to leave the habit. But the importance of cigarette in u’r life calls u again to come on the same track…

I still remember,one of my friend argued with me about how can one leave smoking and that time i boldly said “its all one’s will power” n she said “no its only the women power” that helps in coming out of it. I guess she was correct, but still it depends which ‘W’ power dominates, is it The Will Power, The Women Power or The Wills Power…

Whatever it may be, but what i believe excess of everything is harmful for health and yeah smoking does comes in that. I was never afraid of reading the slogan “Smoking is injurious to health” on cigarette packets but one slogan did make us think…. and it was..

” Smokers Die Younger “

My art work

Kudos to Adobe Photoshop….. really an interesting software developed by Adobe. I love to edit pics through it, here are some of my creations….

********** Omnipresent **********

**********The King**********

**********Face Off **********

**********The Rising**********

**********MAN ON HUNT**********

**********Muscle Mania**********

**********Trapped**********

**********Wall Painting**********

**********Hidden Immotions**********

********** Bluff Master**********

**********Chilled Egypt**********

**********Truly Indian**********

**********A Hollywood creation**********

**********Thunder Storm**********

Lift Please……..!!

Lift please…..! Waving your hand with the thumb pointing to the direction u wanna go……really it’s just like checking the charm u carry, the attitude u possess….and when any stranger stops and asks “Where do u want to go ? ” it feels like u have won the race…..

If u r not having any vehicle then traveling in a bus flooded with people really sucks…..the better way is to take lift..I have a hell lot experiences of taking lift as i wandered throughout the city by taking lift during my first year days….lol really every ride was different.Many times it did happened that the same person crossed me again and again….and in that way i made good terms with new people in a new city. I enjoyed the conversation during the ride very much, that again built up the confidence, which question to answer and how much to answer. this is how professionalism started wading into me….lol

The every ride i took was some where full of risk, who knows the person who is riding the bike can be trusted or not? What if he is not perfect to drive and he dashes to a truck along with u…? I still remm… the ride i took with a person who managed to stop the bike just by gearing it down as the brakes were just for the name sake…ohh man that was full of adventure Every day i took a risk and gained a new experience of talking to a strange person keeping the reputation of my college as if i am the one representing my college.This thing aroused the confidence in me to face any consequences of my steps.

I had some weired experiences too, specially when some raichands..lol gave boring lectures during the ride….God knows why people are always ready to give a suggestion without knowing what the problem is ?? The most weired experience i had was when i took lift from a GAY..!!! I was shocked when he asked me “Do u watch gay movies….??”I said “No i don’t”.He said that i can win some, as he is having a good collection of them. I felt like jumping from the bike as now he was wading into my personal life. I asked him to stop the bike and escaped from the scene any how…lol Later when i shared this experience with my friends we all laughed on the poor chap.

It’s all the in the student life where we can go for ventures like this….I feel that every such step adds some potential to you, builts up self confidence in you that you can help yourself even if the world is against you.So friends make your path by your own and reach your destination….

Childhood Infatuations

How Good looking she is…….? What a smile she has….? Will she go for a date with me…?
What does she think bout me………………?
These are some questions which we cannot deny, we had very often in our childhood. May be it was an influence from Movies, or a feeling of Maturity…..
I think everyone of us had that feeling once in the school time……Spending time with her during school time, gave a zeal to come school daily !!Caring for her gave a feeling of resposibility…Everything started from looks and ended to looks……….. lol

Choices went on changing as the standard changed……sometimes betrayal lead to a feeling of desparity…and one just got freaked away.

God has created man with a heart, and man always keeps searching for someone to take care of it. Generally guys are not misogynist, They grow fast physically and mentally but remain a kid by heart whereas girls gain the feeling of maturity before stepping in adolescence…………but exceptions are always there……..lol

I know that this is the story of every another guy, it does fits in my life too….but Now when you think about those days a feeling of stupidity knocks your mind and questions that what an asshole was i…………..!! But friends today, in the race of life.. professionalism has urged us to shape our future and definately it is necessary for us…..to withsatand in this world, but we should not make it run in to our personal life.

So friends keep loving others and make out a profit of your life…..!