Monday, June 25, 2012

Predicamant of hope

The Excitement of uncertainty,
Joy of happy surprises,
Being confused is not such rarity,
Hope of the tenacity,
Will situations be memorable.

Work till it becomes easy,
extract life from the still objects,
You are the master of your own craft,
Struggle will continue with oneself,
Enjoy the company of unknowns,
Invisible faces which give you hope,
To be better than yourself.

Run fast to reach the predefined,
Remember , Undefined can be meaningful, someday,
What you love today , tomorrow it will be distaste,
You laugh , got sad , got emotionless,
Sound of loneliness and triumph,
You said it and forgot the words.

When struggle becomes tougher,
You look things in retrospective,
Repeat jokes to different subjects,
You talk good in secret,
In front of them you remain speechless.

Of speaking too many words and listening less,
Words ringing in your ears forever,
You wonder why it had to happen,
What will happen from now?
Some good , some bad , not so memorable,
One can come good the other day,
Can life achieve that unmatched proportions?
When life won't be same,forever...


The predicament of confusion it is,
Wait will continue till that moment.

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Driver Made it Large

Hari Mastan Khargosi , 25 year old from Jhalawar, Rajasthan , has made country proud by getting job offer of 1 crore per annum , plus other benefits. He has been selected for assistant Driver HT-truck, Trainee job profile in the well known transport firm JVS : Just-V-Speed with job base location in Ottawa , Canada . All India Driver's Association chairman , Bekabu Jahaji revealed this in a press conference here in Varanasi. Elaborating the news Mr. Jahaji thanked former PM Mr. Atal Bihari Vajpayee for giving the nation golden quadrilateral. He said," On Golden quadrilateral we can really utilize our driving talent.Khargosi cleared 10 rounds of rigorous driving test followed by HR interview with NOT-So-HOT HR representative of JVS. Some tests were held in Thar desert , at Rohtang Pass , Gandhi Setu Patna , Darjeeling Hills etc ". Mr Jahaji did conclude with words , "Its really nice that world is now looking for diverse job profile in our country. From doctors and engineers now we drivers are also making India proud".

This news has not come without share of controversy.Many skeptic have blamed this as another form of brain drain . President of All India Khakhor Association 3J ( Jaadu-Jalebi-Jabbar ) has commented that this type of astronomical job offer from foreign firm is clear attack on country's HR ( human resource ) . He added , " our country needs many drivers like Hari".

There was festival like atmosphere at Hari's home town Jhalawar. Elated town folks celebrated the feat by distributing sweets . Now they know there are other avenues then becoming engineers/MBA grads/IPL players. This has given them hope and inspiration. Hari thanked all friends and family members. Hari added that he wanted to become a Mechanical engineer .He gave up the idea after having a "brain wash" session with a frustrated mechanical engineer who is preparing for CAT just to increase his salary prospect. Hari , Like all guy-next-door has a dream , he dreams of buying one home for his Mom-Dad.
The village headmaster expressed happiness on hearing Hari's achievement. He recalled Hari was always mischievous . He added , " Hari always had special affinity with machines , he used to flatten my bi-cycle tyre quite often. I knew his this love will take him miles in future. He will surely cover miles , now in Canada".

Air India pilots have intensified their stir on hearing this news . They said if a truck driver can get such salary why we AI pilots are being exploited , we are getting only 60 Lac per annum. Civil aviation minister Ajit Singh declined to comment on this.

Some drive just for fun i.e. rich brats on Delhi roads , Other make handsome earning by driving , earlier Narain karthikeyan then karun chandhok and now we have Hari Khargosi...who's next?
 
p.s : Above content is purely imaginary , Just for fun.

Friday, June 1, 2012

The Lovable protocol

Some years back( year 2005 ) a friend had remarked looking  at a photograph in a newspaper of a dangerously beautiful lass  , " why i am not there to console her". Girl was pictured with sad face , she was paying tribute to victims of Beslan school massacre. With due respect to sensitivity associated with mentioned scenario ,  guys have strange capability to look for something extra in all situations.Strange protocols are formed , manufactured , self-imposed in due process , over the years .

The problem is compounded by the fact that in front of girls its difficult for guys to converse for long time , at least in India. This can be attributed to various reasons. Here main reason under consideration is , 90% of guys talk simply can not accommodate a girl in the conversation. So guys have to manage with 10% of their know how .What is the solution ? They take respite in being a good listener , girls anyway are better speaker. But this is difficult to manage scenario as one will be termed as a bore and shooed away in minutes.Not to forget some guys have god given capability to speak words what every girl dies to listen. A rare species for sure. Coming back to the protocols that get created over the years , guys have to prepare answer to generic universal questions i.e

1: What is your favorite color?
( they have to make one if they don't have) . If one's favorite color is blue , to be on safer side one should take lessons for differentiating between between , Light blue , Majorelle Blue , Oxford Blue,Palatinate blue etc.

2:  What is your favorite movie? ( read romantic movie )

3: Do you love pets? ( one has to say yes ) 

4: what is best gift that you got? ( Its hard to explain for a guy of lower Middle class background, gift is alien word , one has to stress the memory cells  and find what he got which can be called a gift)

5:  what did you do on your last birthday? ( One has to make it interesting even though it was normal veg-Manchurian-paneer-butter-masala-Naan session with friends...Yes , guys can mix Chinese with Indian dishes while eating )

Having prepared these and similar questionnaires one has to try to compensate your reduced 90% word strength with something called idiosyncrasy. No wonder for gals,  guy talks soon become boring and repetitive .Defeat accepted , guys come back next day only to give a better try , wondering what those stupid looking boys with strange accent talk for so long and same creatures around them giggle on every line!!

I would like to recall a short lived protocol of mine, i called carry-two-pen-protocol.I used to carry two pens with me since the forgetful day when one girl, who was lovable to everyone, did ask for pen and i had none. My stupid smile and apologetic words were of no help. I finally gave up this activity of carrying 2 pens after philosophically conceding , " some moments can not repeat" .

The protocol creation and maintenance  doesn't end here. As one should not look desperate , he shows as if his surrounding is not so special . When the phone rings and the caller happens to be "that" girl, its time to delay the pick up and let the ringtone live full life .When in reality one is dying to press the green button and say hi-hello-etc.obviously the heartbeat rate increases exponentially in the mean time.No wonder some stories which might had taken beautiful proportions are not able to find initiating words.

Recently , we could not stop laughing incessantly when one friend did narrate , how helpless he felt when one girl asked him to accompany her while going home . "Sadly" he had no car with him. He cursed his salary for the "misfortune". He has no problem riding on crowded bus, but as per his rule book ,  when there is girl with him she has to go in a car. For him, guys are made up to face all the hardships and only gals should get best possible.

Such acts may not define love in general , but these certainly make love more lovable. Special mention to the answer given by an eight year old girl when she was asked to define love. She said , " Love is when you say to a guy he is looking good in the shirt he is wearing and he wears that shirt everyday".

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

The Distributed Role Models

In those days dad was posted at beautiful sleepy town of Thakurganj , in Bihar , i was in class 5.The town had modest population count of around 2000-3000.The town had admirable culture of playing cricket and other sports activities. There was one humble guy there , i am sure everyone knew him by name , at least for we children he was a cult figure , a man of respect , dignity and unmatched calmness . We could associate the word gentleman with him. He was rightfully admired Mr. cool of the town . He did extract genuine respect from people around him . Presently what he must be doing? My one vague guess is, he must be teaching underprivileged children ( He had got job of Government School teacher in primary school ). Those pictures are still vivid in my mind.

The name of the person mentioned above is Mr. Rajaram Mahto. He was role model for all children of Thakurganj. This was for his passion for cricket in general and mainly for other attributes associated with him as mentioned above. He was the captain of the cricket team of the cricket crazy town.What inspired everyone was the way he handled with smile the leg pulling sessions with his friends in public ( It was fun to watch the same , just imagine 20-30 people targeting one with unique antics) . The elan with which he used to walk, the way he talked , the signature style of his riding the bicycle ( too slow for youngster ). One Routine activity of Mr Rajaram needs a mention here. He used to pass from road near our house , on his bicycle , on way to school where he taught . The road had quit steep slope. Instead of allowing the bicycle to reach maximum speed Mr. Rajaram used to apply breaks to maintain his unusual signature speed of a tortoise.Sometimes , people who inspire you can make you smile with their awkwardness .

It's almost impossible to find a complete person call him a role model. I used to appreciate some people over the years only to become critic of them .Down the line, i have realized, its very much natural. As our thoughts broaden and views are molded , opinion change is quite expected . At the same time its very much easy to find role models in bits and pieces who keep on inspiring you everyday. Here are some instances...

1: I haven't tried selling anything till now , but i know how difficult the proposition is , when you try to sell your goods to complete strangers. The Marketing skill of the vegetable vendors is appreciable. Specially the enthusiasm with which they sell their vegetables. Special mention to the not so fortunate vendors who get corner location in the vegetable market/mandi.

2: Hard work is not personified better than the farmers. Luckily i got opportunity to see farmland and dreams associated with same with close quarters. The pleasure of hard work becomes obvious when the reaping season comes. The Moral is , as you sow , so you reap.This actually happens.

3: The perseverance is exemplified by the blacksmith. Burning coal can melt the iron which can be given shape one wishes to. One has to see this to believe , thanks to 1st year engineering workshop , i did actually see iron melt.

4: The impeccability with which the housemaid does everyday cleaning activity is remarkable. Monotonous work requires a lot of will power and appreciable expertise.

5: The security guard at office who greets you without fail : " Good morning!!" . You learn this lesson of human relations ( HR ) , everyday ; obviously with a smile.

These bits and pieces combine to give a wholesome effect, and its heartening to know how people can teach you without saying a word.The distributed role models, You do think about them and gratitude comes automatically. One is indebted to so many souls....knowingly and unknowingly. I wish i could tell Mr. Rajaram he had such effect on at least one soul..that's me.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Moments in the Sun of Summer

This year, here in Delhi, rise of temperature has been delayed by sometime . The weather these days reminds me of the summer vacation of yesteryears ; Sadly, i am not eligible for the same .Surrounded by monotonicity of grown up life , with mad rush and pursuit of catching dreams one has to move forward.Children are at mischievous best during the summer vacations. With ample time to kill , they do find unusual ways to amusing/entertaining themselves and do end up enjoying in the set up created by themselves. Summer afternoons are agonizingly long , there has to be a lot of planning to make the hours count. We used to wonder why we can't have our summer vacations as in books and movies i.e. visiting relatives , discovering hill stations etc. Years later , as i try to recall , it was not so boring either. There were so many memorable moments which can be vividly captured in words. Some moments are generic and most can be specifically associated to the summer season...Here it goes....

1: Door bells were a rarity in those days. Everyone was hugely fascinated by the door bells in particular and all bells/whistles/sounds in general. There was curious way to show this fascination . We used to run away after ringing the door bell of someone's house. It was kind of open invitation when we knew uncle X and family is not at home i.e. on vacation.

2: Electricity meter was equipment of huge interest. checking count of electricity meter was everyone's favorite activity. To be specific, the excitement of noticing the red point in the rotating circle was reason to get elated.

3: Telephone , as they said , was wonder of science. Not sure of the working of the same , we used to believe that we can listen to the talk going on the phone by bringing the ear close to the telephone wire. We were sure of one thing we won't get electric shock by telephone wires. This listening activity was tried , we never got to listen any voice on phone. I had to wait for many more years to get chance to listen human voice on phone. Then the mechanism was quite obvious , but still it felt great listening to human voice on phone , it was dad's voice on the other side.

4: Everyone had strange stories to tell. Take this example: Rupee 1 coin becomes magnet if kept on the rails over which the railways train passes. No wonder Alice in wonderland was very believable story for us, So were Donald duck , jungle book , Aladdin etc. My love for cartoons and animation had germinated in those days , that has continued till this date. Recently i watched "the toy Story" part 1,2,3 , i realized, i might had enjoyed this movie more as a child.

5: Movies were big talking point. Checking for pictures of actors and actresses at any location i.e. stickers , auto rickshaw and obviously spending a lot of time in front of cinema hall posters were fun activities. The location of our school which was not far from a movie hall did act as a catalyst. Some lucky friends used to describe the world inside the cinema hall .Extensive discussion of the actors and their style was on every-day's agenda of childhood friends meetings. Emulating actors was one of the better moments. Even we used to simulate fight sequences with sound effects produced from mouth ex. a typical dishum!! with fist movement. we were believers of Dara Singh's super human capabilities . we actually believed that he can not sit on a chair as any chair will break if Mr. Dara Singh sits on that.

6: Thanks to Ramayana and Mahabharata TV Serials , children were inclined heavily towards archery. Everyone had their own bamboo made arrow and sow. One of my misadventures was when i aimed correctly at the honey bees hive. My face was swollen for many days due to Honey bee stings.My fanfare with bow and arrow continued for some more years.

7: Some TV serials were indispensable .example : Alif Laila . Discussing missed/watched episodes of "alif Laila" was a must do activity. There were some privileged friends who had power back-up at their homes. They religiously watched all "important" episodes , so that we did not miss the continuity by listening to the story ( in case there was power cut/other unavoidable circumstances).

8: I was very fond of gardening . I used to grow flowers in in front/back yard of the house. ( was lucky to have the space for the same ). Sunflowers actually change direction and synchronize their faces with the sun.For us it was nothing less than a wonder. Similarly there were other flowers which used to bloom at particular time of the day/night.Growing flower was some sort of competition then , there was healthy competition as all friends were some sort of gardeners.As i recollect , Marigold was the flower which did require least care.


9: Another specific event during summer vacation was cricket match with teams from neighborhood localities. We used to contribute money for the match , half of investment was for the chewing gum to be used for the match. Usually chewing gum was at stake for the game i.e. winning team used to get chewing from opposite team with a lot of handshakes and hugs. This explains the investment of the other half of the contributed amount. Everyone claimed to posses special cricketing knowledge. The height was when we used to believe in stories of kapil hitting six in Lords and the ball did fall in Eden gardens!!.

10: Evening walks were concluded only when mosquitoes were swarming over the head. Friend having maximum number of mosquitoes over the head was termed as Mosquito king. This was followed by game of transferring the king's crown .As none of us wanted to have that crown over our head, the activity was associated with a lot of noise and running.

11: Summer is season of mangoes. we used to explore all the mango trees in and around the locality. Eating the unripe mango ( Kaeri , as it is called ) with salt is literally mouth watering . I wanted to own a mango tree , when i said this to mom , she said it takes 5 years for a mango seed to become a tree. I sown the mango seed. Looked after my would-be-mango-tree-with-mangoes for three years . Sadly,dad was transferred from the place , so we had to relocate . However,i did get the information later on that the small plant actually did become a big mango tree and people were actually eating fruit from the same. Sometimes to souls which love each other have to separate for ever. But i am happy as i know the dream of having a mango tree was fruitful.

12: Summer is the season of the he power cuts ( At least it is felt most in summer season ). I used to wonder why they cut power so frequently in summer. Dad used to explain, "there is extra load due to heavy usage in summer season". He used to earnestly make statement , " India is a poor country and we don't have enough power". Power cuts also lead to common point of discussion with everyone cursing the bleak power scenario. Power cut led people to come out of houses to get some relief and socialize at the same time. Strangely , we find good things even in sufferings.

Its great to trace back and locate the hobbies which we don't write in our resumes, they surely shape our lives. Moments of innocence , of great learnings , of curiosity , awe , anxiety ; a lot of things happen in the journey called life.The beginning , sometimes can be traced easily and sometimes with difficulty. May be we learn many things from time spent with books , at the same time, time spent away from books are not less important , specially during summer vacations. Summer is not that bad season if the vacation word is associated with the same.

p.s : Moments mentioned above did take place at various places in Bihar where peak summer season is May-June.

Monday, January 30, 2012

Somes Names and friends

There are situations when we subtlety try to make some moments understood by others. One situation is characterized by these questions e.g. How was one supposed to make new friends? What words one had to say? Was there any well defined ritual? I did try to find these questions and would be answers in childhood days. One of the innocuous activity then was touch of forefingers followed by a handshake . Not to forget the excitement that followed . I am still not sure how swami made friends in "Swami and friends-By R.K Narayan " . But they can be taken to be ideal friends , at least for me it was the definition . Another open question , how was one supposed to end the friendship? , yes there was easy way for this ( because it was part of friendship ) . The ritual was to touch little fingers of the forelimb and exchange unfriendly stare.

How was one supposed to identify the best friend? Again answer to this was abstract rather than absolute. May be you knew someone is best friend when you had to separate , not to meet again. An interesting activity , regarding best friend , i got to know from dear mother. She said for them it Was easy and mandatory to find your best friend ( everyone had one best friend ) . They used to call each other with same name because they were best friends. I always knew there was "engine Mausi". My Mom referred to her best friend as "Engine" . I did understand the full scenario when i actually heard "engine Mausi" calling my mom as "Engine". Its amazingly sweet , even now they refer to each other with the same word i.e. engine ( How they found this word for each other is another story ).

A corollary to above scenario is situations when you call some friends with unique names .This name is used by only you and not others in general .Some unique names become so popular and everyone in friend circle will use the same for person under consideration. We do end up giving really unique names to some friends , i remember, i nicknamed one friend "NDTV" because he always had unending "news" to share. His name was later modified to more sober "ND". It's creativity at best when you can nickname people around you without fear of hurting them . You can only gesticulate wildly on hearing those weird names , sometimes you are at receiving end :)

Next question comes , how often we get chance to nickname friends? Some friends are there only for few hours. You suddenly realize what if you had known him/her for better? There is unknown conspiracy to send some people to meet you only for few days and some only for hours , serendipitous. There is realization of the truth , you can't save many good things for tomorrow.

As i look for concluding words , in few days i shall have to shift to new city . Present acquaintances will become part of memory lanes. Some moments will be part of the sweet memories for sure....The Smiling face of newspaperwala when he came with monthly bill , the ever helpful kirana store bhaiyaji who knew what i shall ask for , the repetitive question from the house Maid on weekends , " Bhaiya aaj chutti hai kya?" , the waiter at restaurant who knew i did learn to eat sambhar-rice at his place , the Paan shop i did visit only to buy the match stick box of rupee one , the chicken Centre guy who did give apologetic smile when his stock did end. These Small but beautiful moments define life.

Talking about the nickname replication activity , it is strangely cute occurrence when you call someone special as "baby" and as return you are called as "baby" by the same person . Obviously, the person in question will be more than friend for you i.e. THE ONE for you.

Monday, January 23, 2012

The sly company of people who care : Some Lines

Recently i did finish reading many books. One of them has been "The Sly company of people who care. " Thanks to lazy me , i have not updated my blog for quite sometime.Here are some lines from the book which made me read them again and again.

1: Water is essential truth of guyana. One's encounters with it were so frequent that one felt little amphibious.

This is how we feel in rainy season.

2: The way diamond wink at you , no gal could wink at you like so.

If et al any girl winks at you :)

3: You can take something for a diamond , but never a diamond for something else.

We may make mistake of assuming some bad person to be good , but good persons can not be taken to be as bad or something else.

4: When horror is of such a scale , it begins to feel like fantasy and fantasy is easier to digest.

All seems good when we imagine the worst scenario possible.

5: Though there was no watch on it , I Sprang up as if to show i was running late.

Beautifully described in this line , how we pretend to do small things.

6: Often he would point out someone and start a story about them.

There many people we find who have so many stories to tell.

7: Everywhere individuals were looking interested in each other.

This situation is so weird , when it seems everyone has someone to listen their stories.

8: Everything which can be glorious is worthwhile.

All it matters is to give second thought to something which can be glorious.

9: She was prepared to tackle the world because the world to her was not absurd.

Life becomes easy if we start to accept that everything is not so absurd .

10: I walked and walked , I walked out of fear of stopping.

We do many things just for the sake of doing.

11: Whatever done in darkness , soon comes to light.

Nicely written , and easily signifies, the inevitability of the wrong doings.

12: I wished there was girl equivalent of the man . I could walk with , slower and closer than they , laugh sweeter than they.

13: I knew her like quick addiction.

Some people become so special in small time, weird but true.