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Just Fuhh---gget it!!!!!

Sat, 03 Nov 2007 11:32:29 GMT

It’s just one of those phases when the best way to pass through is to live every moment by itself. Times when you shouldn’t (no matter how hard you want to) think of the exiting situation but stick to that moment only and look at the bad moments just pass by. Live by every minute, every hour and finally the times shall be out. Most of it stems from the fact that I do take things a little too seriously. And that’s what takes a toll every now and then. It’s like the same situation with a person who takes love very seriously and every small tiff with the loved one takes a toll equivalent to a depression syndrome. That’s perhaps the mantra of life. Do not take matters seriously, especially the bad ones. You have all right to take good things in good spirit, but make sure you don’t let the bad times take that toll on you.

Shit happens in life yaar. There’s nothing new about it. It’s been happening all your life and it will keep happening for times immemorial to come. You may be passionate about something, but see to it that it doesn’t get into you till the point of insanity. Because at the very end, nothing will be left that you could say is exclusively yours. You shall take your passion along, but the reminiscent that makes you go wild at every step of life will be left behind.

It's been so long

Sun, 28 Oct 2007 13:43:07 GMT

It's been so long since I....

Had an Egg Cheese Frankie

Saw the sun rise.

Saw the sun set

Cracked a really bad joke.

Walked bare feet on the Chowpatty

Been to Essel World

Got purposely wet in rain.

Walked into a cake shop to have choclate pastry

Made weird faces with a kid

Played Hide n Seek

Slept for 13 hours at a stretch

So....what would you say?

Sun, 14 Oct 2007 15:15:33 GMT

How long would you wait for your most improbable dream to come true??.

I say forever!

Quote Unquote

Sat, 13 Oct 2007 13:21:13 GMT

“Always remember one thing and I am telling this to you from experience….Time Flies!” – Ayaz Memon

Just….

Sat, 13 Oct 2007 12:24:59 GMT

It’s not even funny what I am getting into. I still remember the college days and remember them so vividly. Enter that gate beyond which it was nothing short of a jungle; creatures from every jungle possible, concrete jungle that is. However, still in that jungle, I had peace, a sense of fulfillment, for the simple reason that I didn’t care a damn about who is around me, doing what. I knew who I was and was more than happy being who I was. I had my own share of fascinations and desires but desires that never over powered my sense of self.

I still remember (and miss it to death) that detachment from my surroundings, something that was perhaps the most powerful aspect of my existence. It didn’t matter to me even if there was a war going around me. I was always happy being the spectator. And how I wish things could just go on like that. I know it’s not nice being aloof of your surroundings and that being in loop is the correct thing to do. But I don’t know why, I was never meant to be like that…perhaps.

I don’t know what has changed, but it’s certainly not that the best thing to happen. Getting involved with people who I wouldn’t care a shit for, issues that never bothered me ever ever in my whole life take up their toll like anything on the planet. And slowly, I see everything turning into what I always preferred to stay away from.

There are just way to many people around me, I know if I say that’s a concern, some may even laugh it out. “Woaaa! Now that’s some problem!!!!,” some smart ass would again comment. But well yeaa, maybe I still have a lot of growing up to do to actually change my definition of a problem. Nothing wrong in that I guess but it’s just that like always, I have never been given time, time to change, time to adjust, time to have a steady growth of perceptions. It’s always been ‘Here! Now deal with it’ and as always it just gets tougher. And in that hullabaloo, you just can’t understand who is right; one who say that it’s only the talented ones who are pushed like this because they are the only lot who can deliver or the ones who feel ‘Forget it! They just need a bakra.’

In that confusion, you don’t know where you stand. But yes, nevertheless there’s hope. Hope that someday, even this shall pass, someday, even this will be seen among the innumerable infinite small petty trivial issues of life that were once seen as earth shattering.

Life has a rule – What’s earth shattering today may not even be worthy of a second thought tomorrow. And we just hope that every problem that we face today gets into that mould as days pass by. That we, as human beings, keep growing, with enlarged perspectives and much stronger everyday. And just in case if you have the time to look back in those last moments when you just have a few breaths left, you can somehow pat your back and say, “Wasn’t it fun? Shit! Let’s do it again!”

Holiday?

Sat, 21 Jul 2007 08:22:21 GMT

Ok.....Bas...I need a holiday....dats it!

Forgive and forget

Fri, 15 Jun 2007 13:35:59 GMT

The world can get ruthless, in fact too ruthless at times, so much that you may just not be able to handle. No wonder you come across so many people who are filled with such deep hatred for everything on this planet. The jarring pain of being stabbed at the back when you are least aware can get disturbing for sure.

You have no past, no future, all you have is a present and there is a one in million chance that you will be spared in case you fail. That isn’t a problem per say but the deal is that no matter what you do and how hard you try, you are human, fallible to mistakes and prone to fuck ups. And it can get a little disheartening to see the world going gaga over that one place where you scored less rather than the ninty nine places where your excellence was rarest of rare.

You float amidst such uncertainty and chaos, not knowing if you are genuinely at fault in any case. Times and people can get ruthless, but all you need to do is just forgive and forget. Not an easy thing to do I know but if you attempt going the other way round, you are simply reduced to a baggage of anger and disgust and slowly deteriorate as a human being and are no longer that simple soul that your loved ones fell in love with.

Yes, you need to forgive, forget and just movie on. The trick of the trade is not to expect anything in return. Old sayings that we often used to laugh at are perhaps the biggest and the most important truths of life. Only thing is that you realise it later and when you realise you so damn wish that you hadn’t realised

The world is grey...

Sat, 26 May 2007 06:40:09 GMT

A few months back, I thought I know myself pretty well. I felt I will always uphold the ideas that seemed true at that point of time, will stick to my values no matter what; go by my priorities that I spoke of that time.

Now when I look back at time during those nostalgic moments amidst my jam packed schedule, I smile. Smile, not out of happiness, not out of contentment but of sheer amusement. It’s the kind of amusement that a professor may feel when he sees students going berserk over an unimportant test.

You step out of college and only that’s when you see the real world. Yes, the sentence stinks of its cliché nature but can’t get any true. The hard and fast notions that we have in life need not always stick to every situation. How easily do we categorise people in black and white when we ourselves have no clue of what the world is all about. The world is grey. That’s what describes it the best.

Circumstances decide in what tide we flow, what ideas we hold, what path we follow. At the end, life is what we make of it. The world is grey. That’s what describes it the best. Yes, it’s grey…

Rat Race...Really!

Wed, 07 Mar 2007 16:06:53 GMT

Just sometime back, I was having dinner and this PR person called up. It was kind of pretty late for any PR person to call up, so I was pretty surprised. The reason he called up was because he was pitching in for an account and was doing a survey to get some statistics for his presentation. What surprised me more than anything else was that he sounded so desperate to talk. He was pitching in for the account of Singapore Tourism.

Just a couple of questions and his work was done. But those five minutes of conversation set me thinking.

Every person involved in any industry is running to meet targets, to achieve new heights. Everyone is so desperate to get their job done. If today I work for stories and get stressed out as I need to follow up on people and make zillion calls sometimes for a single sentence quote. And at the end, many a times the story is mercilessly chopped simply because there is no space. But this incident set me thinking that in this desperate race to get something, I am not the only one.

After every sentence, he kept saying…… I am trying really desperately to get the account. I really need to get this. This amazed me on how worried he was. He was so worried and desperate that he was calling up people from the media at 10 in the night. That chap was not only working late but also risking his image by calling up people so late in the night, all ready to be met with harsh reactions. But still, he called. His work was so important that he couldn’t wait till morning. Maybe he was so busy all day that he was left with no time to call.

So many of us are keen to succeed in life. It’s just that we chase different people in a different manner. The instruments are different though the final target is the same. To do our job well and be in a position where we could stand upright and dictate our own terms, if not completely at least to a certain extent.

Its soo difficult man!

Sat, 10 Feb 2007 17:21:13 GMT

It’s so difficult in the beginning….so difficult!

Many a times, I actually feel like:

Lost in a country where no one understands my language
Trying to walk after a fracture in my leg
Wanting to make a up of tea for me when I have no clue where the sugar and milk is in the kitchen
Trying desperately to swim for the first time
Trying to get into a local train when it is so packed that even an ant can’t be accommodated inside
Trying to protect your self from getting wet during rains as the water leaks through the roof like it simply doesn’t exist.
Going for a pull up when my arms don’t have the strength for it.
Trying to operate a software when I don’t know head or tail of it

Basically, it’s VERY difficult to write stories when you don’t have any contacts!

Get it?