Friday, April 08, 2011

the way i see it - we can live our lives in two ways - one is with compromise and waking every morning with full knowledge of the compromise that we've made with who we were and who we've become and what we wished for our life to be and what we've made it to be - the other is to live life as we want to , with no regrets for who we are or the way life is because it's on our own terms . i choose to live with no regrets - i'm really tired of making my own way 'mostly alone' and of maybe growing old 'mostly alone' but i'm even more scared of what life would be if i give in to my fears and settle for something less that what i want and maybe what i deserve.

don't force it - live life as it comes each day - maybe you will find someone maybe you won't but don't let fear rule the choices you make - its better to die alone than to live with constant regret.....

Non Je Ne Regrette Rien

I wish I knew how to draw. I'd like to draw you. I'd like to draw you as I see you. In black and red with horns and a tail. A smirk on your face. Nasty Devil.

Except.

When I think of it I don't know who is it that I'm drawing really? Is it you? Or is it me? How much of it is a representation of you? How much of it really is a reflection on me? That smirk - is that you laughing at me or me laughing at myself?

Wipe that smirk off your face.

If a picture paints a thousand words then why can't I paint you

Sunday, November 08, 2009

All those songs........bloody hell........I can't enjoy my music in peace.......because then I think of you - singing with me, dancing with me, and your stupid lyrics .......and bloody bloody hell.....I can't even enjoy my music in peace?

Saturday, October 31, 2009

I hate You. Because you are everywhere. Conversations will invariably turn towards You and towards what could should and would've been. I resent that. At every wedding/ group planned party i attend, my eyes keep straying owards the door , because I know that you are invited too . I know that you won't show up because I'm there . Still, I keep searching for you. I resent that.

Ge out of my head please. I cannot keep up with this for too long. The alcohol, smoke and bravado don't help. I'm too full of life to face an exit route so soon. So please please just go. Get out of my head like you walked out of my life.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

There I am, at my desk, tons of work piled up. And out of nowhere, comes a memory, sharp sharded glass, ripping me up . Of you. Of me. Of the same time last year before all the bad happened. Of reaching home late late night/ wee hours of the morn. Of tiptoeing in so you wouldn't wake up. Of you awake anyways. Of reaching out. Of being held close. Of your heartbeat and mine and not knowing mine from yours. Of sleeping peacefully. Deeply.

I haven't slept in ages. Deeply or peacefully. Nor been held close. Or awaited.
Fuck you. I hate you. I wish there was someone as amazing to me as you were - and not as bad as you are.

I can't sleep. The fuckin' tears won't stop. And I'm not torn enough to give in and break down and cry.

I can't sleep.

Sunday, October 04, 2009

I miss you. So bad it's a constant ache I carry wherever I go. The tears don't stop flowing whenever I'm alone. I'm tired. I'm tired of missing you, of still loving you - and I'm tired of wondering why I still love you. I don't want to love yu any more. I want you to go away from my heart, my mind and my memories. Leave me alone please. Let me be. I don't want to keep hurting like this all the time.Go.Please.Just Go.

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

ok i will be a frequent blogger form now on ....... more form a sense of ennui than any real abundance of time on my hands........

Friday, March 31, 2006

Ok guyz this is from one among my few bestest of buddies and this is true. it talks about his new life as a Probationary officer for Syndicate Bank posted at Mathura.......


So finally a got a "Dream Job" that almost 95% of Indian would call so and many would die for (That's what is being said about it). I am selected as a Probationary Officer ( PO in all future references) in Syndicate Bank, and you know what a PO is like an Astt Manager. J Unfortunately that's one of the very few limited good things about it!!

I am posted to Mathura, a mini metro (at least that's what people of Mathura, Brijwasis, call it, don't know on what grounds). Well lets start with the place only, its being an Honor for my to live in the birth place of " Krishna kanhiya" and his Gopis, unfortunately though, forget about Gopis I don't even get to see a "women like thing" for days, and in case I see a girl (a girl is someone who is wearing a suit with long hairs, and in many cases face covered<>) there are already around 50 men around her staring her in a way that can be termed as a rape through eyes, so finally I have to put my eyes on Cows again. Ohhh and by the way the Girl in this case, unlike Delhi, is totally fine with it. Ok I live in a place where it seems like Police has enforced a Curfew if I get out after 8, Yes 8!!
So if you come in front of a cow just bend down in front of her and show her respect, didn't you read that " gaiy humari mata hai" and that's a different thing that your Mom, in this case, might kick you away as soon as you do the Honor. Well the best theater in the City (city??) is showing " Munnibai
". And I am pretty sure that none of then would have ever heard of a word called a Mall in their whole agony life. After living here for around 20 days I finally managed to locate a Cyber café, filled only with desperate looking guys, trying to do everything to get a reply from the girls they get on yahoo chat, trust me that\'s the only thing they actually do. For them getting a reply from a foreigner (girl) can be termed as the biggest achievement of their life, or a memorable moment atleast. If you think that\'s funny then waitttttttt I have yet to described my office!!!!\n\n \nAfter traveling in rickshaw for twenty minutes going through a roller coaster ride (Better than the one in Disney land) , courtesy smoothest roads in the world( remember the Corsa ad , aaaaa aaa a a a\n a a a a) that\'s what I do all the way. Ok so when I am around 200 mtrs away from hell you can easily smell out what\'s coming your way, Pan Parags. You have to climb around 10 odd stairs to get to the Office (Office? Ha ha ha), on your way to the Office you will see atleast 10 most annoying things of your life, like a red wall, that is red coz of "pan ki peek" other people\'s weirdest abuses you cant imagine, a wild Monkey that always sits on the gate and stare as if he will eat me atleast(I think he must\n be having an account in our Bank, hmmmmm I will check it tomorrow) Ok then you have to get into the bank putting your head down to save your head to hit the unwanted chain that is dangling on the door, there are exactly two times that I escaped unhurt from there. Ok tatatatannnn Welcome to the world of most experienced Bankers in the world, lets Start of with the staff, Ok age first 55,52,47,42,46,41,45,48,40,39,50,48, and\n 22. I wore a tie the first day of my office, when I was suppose to join, so they thought me as a Businessman ",1]
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". And I am pretty sure that none of then would have ever heard of a word called a Mall in their whole agony life. After living here for around 20 days I finally managed to locate a Cyber café, filled only with desperate looking guys, trying to do everything to get a reply from the girls they get on yahoo chat, trust me that's the only thing they actually do. For them getting a reply from a foreigner (girl) can be termed as the biggest achievement of their life, or a memorable moment atleast. If you think that's funny then waitttttttt I have yet to described my office!!!!

After traveling in rickshaw for twenty minutes going through a roller coaster ride (Better than the one in Disney land) , courtesy smoothest roads in the world( remember the Corsa ad , aaaaa aaa a a a a a a a) that's what I do all the way. Ok so when I am around 200 mtrs away from hell you can easily smell out what's coming your way, Pan Parags. You have to climb around 10 odd stairs to get to the Office (Office? Ha ha ha), on your way to the Office you will see atleast 10 most annoying things of your life, like a red wall, that is red coz of "pan ki peek" other people's weirdest abuses you cant imagine, a wild Monkey that always sits on the gate and stare as if he will eat me atleast(I think he must be having an account in our Bank, hmmmmm I will check it tomorrow) Ok then you have to get into the bank putting your head down to save your head to hit the unwanted chain that is dangling on the door, there are exactly two times that I escaped unhurt from there. Ok tatatatannnn Welcome to the world of most experienced Bankers in the world, lets Start of with the staff, Ok age first 55,52,47,42,46,41,45,48,40,39,50,48, and 22. I wore a tie the first day of my office, when I was suppose to join, so they thought me as a Businessman
\nJ who has come to take a loan, the office is full of people who spent their lives understanding the intricacies of Banking but didn\'t get time to learn any etiquettes, if I speak to someone in English then I immediately have to back off, not just because they are not compatible to that language but also coz when they start speaking English in, I doubt if I am being fooled my English teacher. \n\nI was once told to get a ledger from an almirah and also that I need to be careful while doing it so, \nI thought that they are trying to be nice by asking me to take care, So when I opened it I shouted so loud hat the Brach manager(BM) came running. Actually there was a Huge mouse in that almirah, well that might be a common thing for you to imagine out of a \nSarkari Bank, what followed though can\'t be imagined. It was 11am, and Bank was full of customers, Branch Manager went back to his room, so the Asst Manager took the initiative He said" Bahut ho gaya iska ab, humare Amit Ji ko daraya isne aur bahuton ko dukhi bhi kiya hai aaj hum nahin chodenge" By the time I could realize that he was not joking he was having his Relaxo hawai in his hand (yes a Asst Managr comes to office in relaxo, but hey he has got a Bata as well). Ok don\'t divert me, So he called upon the attender for help, I knew that this is gonna be my most embarrassing moment so I backed off to my seat in the corner to watch this Comedy in Balcony. By the time attender came with a \nJhadoo two more were standing out of their chairs complaining about the mischievous acts of the same mouse for the past few months. So the line in front of cash counters in swelling but to my" satisfaction "a few of the customers also decided to join the Mouse hunt campaign, at the end they wasted 1 hour with shouting and yelling at the poor mouse, a few of people including the customers who didn\'t joined the morcha and me ofcourse weren\'t complaining at all about the delay in the work as they got to see a Great Drama free of cost. I am 200% sure if by any how the Mouse would have figured out what it is happening, he would have either committed suicide or else atleast would have gone out of the ledger almirah along with his family of 3 (hum 2 humare 2 concept) in front of all, and would definitely have said " Please carry on with your work , We will waste time after the working hours"\n",1]
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J who has come to take a loan, the office is full of people who spent their lives understanding the intricacies of Banking but didn't get time to learn any etiquettes, if I speak to someone in English then I immediately have to back off, not just because they are not compatible to that language but also coz when they start speaking English in, I doubt if I am being fooled my English teacher.
I was once told to get a ledger from an almirah and also that I need to be careful while doing it so, I thought that they are trying to be nice by asking me to take care, So when I opened it I shouted so loud hat the Brach manager(BM) came running. Actually there was a Huge mouse in that almirah, well that might be a common thing for you to imagine out of a Sarkari Bank, what followed though can't be imagined. It was 11am, and Bank was full of customers, Branch Manager went back to his room, so the Asst Manager took the initiative He said" Bahut ho gaya iska ab, humare Amit Ji ko daraya isne aur bahuton ko dukhi bhi kiya hai aaj hum nahin chodenge" By the time I could realize that he was not joking he was having his Relaxo hawai in his hand (yes a Asst Managr comes to office in relaxo, but hey he has got a Bata as well). Ok don't divert me, So he called upon the attender for help, I knew that this is gonna be my most embarrassing moment so I backed off to my seat in the corner to watch this Comedy in Balcony. By the time attender came with a Jhadoo two more were standing out of their chairs complaining about the mischievous acts of the same mouse for the past few months. So the line in front of cash counters in swelling but to my" satisfaction "a few of the customers also decided to join the Mouse hunt campaign, at the end they wasted 1 hour with shouting and yelling at the poor mouse, a few of people including the customers who didn't joined the morcha and me ofcourse weren't complaining at all about the delay in the work as they got to see a Great Drama free of cost. I am 200% sure if by any how the Mouse would have figured out what it is happening, he would have either committed suicide or else atleast would have gone out of the ledger almirah along with his family of 3 (hum 2 humare 2 concept) in front of all, and would definitely have said " Please carry on with your work , We will waste time after the working hours"
\n \nThat\'s just one of the stories and there is one like this every alternative day !!\n \nTalk of girls and you can gather all the staff around you with question likes" Wow, I have heard that Delhi girls are so frank and open that they talk about the entire things to everyone. You must be knowing many girls, hmmmmm lucky you….\n",1]
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That's just one of the stories and there is one like this every alternative day !!

Talk of girls and you can gather all the staff around you with question likes" Wow, I have heard that Delhi girls are so frank and open that they talk about the entire things to everyone. You must be knowing many girls, hmmmmm lucky you….