Bestseller It is

Modern day wife

Either I am obsessed with my country or I was supposed to be born in the west and accidently got here. Coz everyday happening here just don’t stop to amaze me.

And I am not talking about slum dwellers or rock stars. Contrast stated coz both lives a life style different from other people. Amusing things are not only the tinsel town break ups or psychotic brutality by some serial killer.

 Nandita Puri. Formarly known only as wife of respected Mr. Om puri inked his husbands sex escapades with the maid, neighbor and whoever. I mean he was not even celebrity then and these secrest aren’t really their bed room secrets. These are just some trivia info with no takers.

But then you are no ordinary women. You did this while being in the institution of marriage with Mr. Puri. That what I call guts.

Even Kid rock waited for an year after the break up to release his homesex videos with Pamela .You even bettered him. Hope your biography make some money.Cz I doubt if you`ll get any alimony.

Age of Superheroes

Re-watching season 1 of heroes last night I felt awed and inspired. Its credible that I dint feel anything the first time but I guess that’s the reason why the term rerun was invented. Moving on…so lets say you are standing in the middle of Mumbai roads with heavy downpour and a SPIDER bites you.

(And you go home and take a bath in Dettol water. Would you still become spider-man?? Also why not spider women I mean is spider a gender bias species? Are US researchers listening!!!)

Well since we are just dreaming lets keep the personal hygiene issues out of the way. Practical questions like if batman wishes to poop where does he park his batwings will not be entertained here.

So question is if you are given a choice to pick the Super Heroes/Powers which all you will pick. Dont ask questions like darned MBA`s saying it depends who is giving the choice or depends on how is the choice packaged ...say like Pranab Mukherjee presenting 1984 budget in 2009 which is now a legend in bad packaging industry.

Though at times I believe that I am a mutant with a short term memory loss and my powers inactivated by an evil magician and my life attached to a talking parrot caged in the caves of Canary Island.(why Canary Island?..its tax free dude .u can keep ur loot safe there).

Shall I become Super-man? And start an air shuttle service between Krypton and Earth

Or Peter parker with low self esteem and gorgeous girlfriend

Or Batman coz Bat-mobile is so cool and bat wings are useless

Daredevil. May be less read low box office earnings but still a Hero in Cat-women`s eye

Or Hellboy ..naahh too ugly

I should rather be Mandrake with invisible cloak

Or may be Incredible Hulk. He’s green. Eco friendly with euro IV emission norms compatible.

Or maybe just Chacha Chaudhary with Sabu parked in the porch.

There is less fun in saving the universe against being the manager and let somebody else do the cleanup for you.His brain works faster than the computer you see.

Junk from the Net

I don't usually pasting stuff from the net on the blog but some of the stuff is ridiculously funny.

Just chk the lines i came across

If Men Ruled the World ...
-Any fake phone number a girl gave you would automatically forward your call to her real number.

-Nodding and looking at your watch would be deemed an acceptable response to "I love you."

-Hallmark would make "Sorry, what was your name again?" cards.

-When your girlfriend really needed to talk to you during the match, she´d appear in a little box in the corner of the screen during a time-out.

-Breaking up would be a lot easier. A smack to the ass and a "Nice hustle, you´ll get ´em next time" would pretty much do it.

-Birth control would come in ale or lager.

-Each year, your raise would be pegged to the fortunes of the IPL team of your choice.

-The funniest guy in the office would get to be CEO.

-"Sorry I´m late, but I got really wasted last night" would be an acceptable excuse for tardiness.

-At the end of the workday, a whistle would blow and you´d jump out your window and slide down the tail of a brontosaurus and right into your car like Fred Flintstone.

-Lifeguards could remove citizens from beaches for violating the "public ugliness" ordinance.

-Tanks would be far easier to rent.

-Garbage would take itself out.

-Instead of beer belly, you´d get "beer biceps."

-Instead of an expensive engagement ring, you could present your wife-to-be with a giant foam hand that said, "You´re #1!"

-Valentine´s Day would be moved to February 29th so it would only occur in leap years.

-The victors in any athletic competition would get to kill and eat the losers.

-The only show opposite the India-Pak Match would be India-Pak Match from a Different Camera Angle.

-It would be perfectly legal to steal a sports car, as long as you returned it the following day with a full tank of gas.

-Every man would get four real Get Out of Jail Free cards per year.

-When a cop gave you a ticket, every smart-aleck answer you responded with would actually reduce your fine. As in:

Cop: "You know how fast you were going?"
You: "All I know is, I was spilling my beer all over the place."
Cop: "Nice one. That´s $10 off."

-The Statue of Liberty would get a bright red, 40-foot thong.

-People would never talk about how fresh they felt.

-Telephones would automatically cut off after 30 seconds of conversation.

Things to wonder

- When French people swear do they say pardon my English?

- Aren’t the ’good things that come to those who wait’ just the leftovers from the people that got there first?

- Who was the first person to look at a cow and say, "I think I’ll squeeze these dangly things here and drink what comes out"?

- Who was the first person to say, "See that chicken over there ... I’m gonna eat the first thing that comes out if its butt"?

- If the president were gay, would his husband be the first man?

- If you were a genie and a person asked you this wish, "I wish you would not grant me this wish" what would you do?

- How come popcorn isn’t a vegetable?

- Did Noah have woodpeckers on the ark? If he did, where did he keep them?

- If scientists were ever going to figure out how to travel through time, wouldn’t we now be seeing people from the future?


PS:pardon for the extreme ennui inflicted at workplace on the soul of this net junkie.

In pursuit of Happyness

Almost everybody has seen the movie wherein Will Smith fights abject poverty raises his son with etiquette and shows tremendous hunger to survive and succeed.

Last night I watched it umpteenth time at umpteenth re-run. Of course like everybody else I like the movie. Like pseudo intellectuals I have a condition. While watching movie I can’t keep my brain in hibernation and for the same reason I do not like genre of mindless comedies. So while watching the In pursuit of happiness I wonder certain aspects where movie blends with the viewer and force him to empathize. It suddenly struck me that the hunger to succeed or that single minded devotion seems to have vanished on the way.

I left thinking about the instances in my life when I really really wanted certain things to happen. I keep cribbing about lack of passion but suddenly it seems like lack of purpose too. It’s not really question like why I am here and what is the reason of my existence on the planet types, But enlisting those moments where I used to think about a particular thing for 24x7 or where my effort stayed focused.

I can enlist few of those who want a deeper dig into my life. Will appreciate if people can add their own

1. Woeful diet control and learning to inject self when was diagnosed with Type I diabetes and everything around collapsed
2. Making into school soccer team, when they said I am too frail for football and I raised my stamina to a level I could run for more than 100minutes without stop.
3. Std.12^th results, with stupid comment turning into a stupid bet and a stupid rivalry
4. Giving CAT, continued studying unabashed despite lots was happening around
5. Writing GMAT and scoring well by getting up at 3 am and writing mock tests.
6. Surviving in Russia without food and language doing a project

Unfortunately my list is awfully small. These things might not be great things but it involves a time where I gave away everything to make it work. Great life may just be a misnomer but the lack of purpose is what I am after now.

Mysteries of Human behavior

There are so many things about behavioral science, which amazes me no end. In the times before Darwin was born and subsequently imposed the theory of natural selection there were male peacocks flapping their Eastman-color wings or monogamous penguin or croaking tadpoles the method of partner selection had been quite simple and easy.

But as the civilization progressed and humans became more educated, we inflicted a word onto ourselves called COMPATIBILITY. Trust me it has caused more bloodshed in the world then the word WAR.

Cutting it to present implications of the compatibility syndrome its like doctors looking for doctors spouses, IT engineers looking for fellow IT engineers n etc etc…

If an MBA (finance )( e.g ME) look around for another MBA(finance) guess how will we fight.

Her: you did not exercise you Call option hence I am withdrawing your Put option

Me: its ok, you are no more than external liability-depreciating owner’s net worth

Her: If you had no working capital than why did you made the Initial Public Offer

Me: Oh that was just to obtain preferential rights and periodic dividends

Her: whatever you may think but you aren’t the best performing index

Me: My stock performance is directly proportionate to your asset turnover ratio.

Her: Your breakout is never supported by volume

Me: Baby there’s w a thing called return on Investment

Her: you are just a sunk cost of the society

Me: yeah sure, like you are an alpha stock with high beta

Her: I am tired of your talks about the futures wherein the spot has became a spot of bother

Me: Trust me honey I am giving you all the promissory notes I have

………………………………………………………………………….

Pls add more to the list. i got tired of the superfluous jargon :D

Getting even with APPU

Patience has a limit. I earlier thought since its etymologically derived from patient then it just mean being sick/patient for a long time and after a while you are just dead. Anyways patience does have a limit and after a while I do wish to get even. So my wasteful brain embarked on a brilliant idea.

So my dearest APPU, the appended lines are dedicated to you and your society threatening wonderful existence.

1. Yo mama so fat people jog around her for exercise

2. Yo mama so fat she goes to a restaurant, looks at the menu and says "okay”

3. Yo mama so fat she put on her lipstick with a paint-roller

4. Yo mama so fat when she bungee jumps, she brings down the bridge too

5. Yo mama so stupid it took her 2 hours to watch 60 minutes

6. Yo mama so stupid she sold her car for gasoline money

7. Yo mama so stupid she thinks a quarterback is a refund!

8. Yo mama has so much hair on her upper lip, she braids it

9. Yo mama so ugly they push her face into dough to make gorilla cookies

10. Yo mama so ugly the government moved Halloween to her birthday

11. Yo mama so dark she went to night school and was marked absent.

12. Yo mama teeth are so yellow traffic slows down when she smiles!

13. Yo mama rouchy, the McDonalds she works in doesn't even serve Happy Meals.

14. Yo mama mouth so big, she speaks in surround sound.

15. Yo mama twice the man you are.

God, It feels so nice .I wonder why it dint strike me earlier. Too cool ashwin

A story of missing slippers

Once upon a time, after 5 days being confined to the 2BHK nursing my injured toe (why and how ...read the hapless story below) I got an opportunity to go to south Bombay. Which in those circumstances was very exciting. More so there was a car (we call it Sax-O-4) in which I can comfortable rest my ass on the back seat and can get driven like a king. So I opened the door and ventured inside in all regality.

10 minutes onto that auspicious ride I discovered that there’s only 1 slipper in the car. which if translated means that I happen to drop my right leg slipper while entering the car and I did not even realized it.

I repeat. Forgot the bloddy chappal while entering the CAR. Ever heard such a story. Ask me I have lived it.

My ever-helpful friends refused to turn back and took me to an urbane footwear store in Colaba, good 30 km from where the slipper was last seen.

PS: we did happen to come back from the same route (obviously coz I had forgotten it in my colony and I wouldn’t let go my house in embarrassment of losing a slipper like dt.) and my slipper dearest was lying all-alone there unattended after 8 hours.

Some things are just meant to be part of your life. They will wait for you even if you have been wandering in search of better slippers.

Life is a JOKE. (Rather practical 1)

I mean yeah the url of the blog says about life in its intricacies the appended stories are also to be based on life only. Of course I do want to cover life stories of rich and famous but my life itself is so funny that I get no time to take a dig at other people’s life.

So what did I do this time?

I actually am rather lazy and most of the pain is not really self-inflicted. But then somehow the gates of the heaven search me from remote corners and put me at epicenter of activity. I was lazing at home watching T20, cursing some unknown bowler who was getting belted by some unknown batsman. Then at 11.45 pm I was told to accompany the gang which was going to celebrate our other friends birthday at his place. Nothing wrong till here. Cake throwing ceremonies were completed and we went to the nearby restaurant to order some beer and of course. B`Day bumps.(see all very usual till here)

With my frail figure I am usually in the kicking party rather than holding-the-guy-party.

So when 2 people try and kick the bday boy what you think will happen.The boy will scream in pain? Incorrect. We had an under his but collision and the other guy who has helping me in kicking the day lights out of the bday boy landed his foot right on my right toe. Result : a minor crack in my bone. I mean what was my fault dude. It wasn’t even my bday so why such present.

So this describes my past 1-week. Have been at house arrest from past 5 days. Jailed at home with nobody and I cant move beyond 10-15 spaces.

Sandip tell me 1 good thing that has happened after you were born I mean seriously even ur birthdays are a threat to mankind.

PS: pls try this at home. I really want a reassurance that such a thing can actually happen.

When going gets tough

I don’t really know how and when “tough gets going”. But whenever its suppose to does I happen to be very close to it right now.

In living life as it comes type of approach there a basic flaw. There’s no window to hedge the situation. And sometime you can end up on the wrong side. And sometimes you can end up at the wrong side of the Job, relationship, market…all at the same time.

The over simplification solutions do not prepare you for analyzing all the variables at one go. And it is essentially based on the premise of always having the grip on the things. In unforeseen circumstances and unprecedented times you just don’t know which way to go.

But as they say everything passes through.

The good, The bad & The ugly.

Acknowledgements’

I was out on the weekend try to gather some stuff to write juicy stories in the dearest weblog. But I guess that should wait for no. 101. Let the century run be an acknowledgement post who made such a score possible.

So is the 100^th post any special…besides it being of statistical value?

I think more important was the fact that I stayed with it. People who know me will vouch for the fact how fast I get bored. My restlessness index has been quite high since childhood so sticking it out for so long with it is a task. So let’s cut the chase and go to the list which made it all happen:-

Corp-comm: My colleagues at the esteemed society ensure that I produce article after article in least possible time. Which made me write more and more and more.

My Symbi Roommate: the poor thing had to read all the abstract unabridged versions and to make sense out of it.

Simanti: when all my weird ideas got over she told me how to transform the blog from white paper on abstract writing to something more personal, something more connectable. Then she continued with barrage of comments to keep the motivation going .Thanks.

Work life: The sacred Induction then promises about faraway lands, then confusion on the broken promises, struggle in searching for new me for new profile and still being left with enough time to write. Sure what more you can ask from the… oh so helpful employers.

The Relationship Lab: the summary of fragile relationships is always a good topic to write and as luck has it I had plenty to pen them.

My Flat mates: we kept the past 10 months so happening that every week I had an incident to describe. Even though people did not understood what half of the things meant but who cares it was still so much fun and so much to write

Mumbai: the weekend parties, the weekday parties, the traffic, the food, the trains and everything connected with all of these.

Anonymous and Not so anonymous Comment Writers: thanks

So I offer my heartfelt gratitude to all who supported and motivated me in this journey.

Hope I shall continue to dish you your dose of cheap affordable humor.

99 Not Out.

I am Ashwin`s weblog. And this is my story

I was born when extreme boredom mated with strange times in his life and he conceived me besides other gross mistakes. In my early days I was neither breastfed nor dipped in baby oil. Those were hard times with him combating distractions and laziness. Though he was equally weird back then, but he intentionally ignored me stating that he has more hobbies like walking around the campus with anybody, later with somebody and sometimes with nobody. But I stood behind him like a trustworthy rock coz I knew after every such perimeter he will come back to me and weep his heart out.(actually with a wry smile coz I knew you can keep running but cannot run away)

But still I was malnutrition and my daily dosage of garbage literature was missing. He has ambitions to be a writer and make money by writing (Both hilarious objectives I tell you).And I waited. His erratic ideas were few and far in between. Most of the brainy shit was outsourced to make the “Random” girl laugh and I so suffered silently.(women troubles ….they are all the same always).

So gradually all those hobbies died, those ambitions subsided, all the pacts of locational convenience were broken once out of college and I again hogged the limelight as his sole companion.

Then the unexpected happened. He had time in a plentiful and was suddenly fancied with identity on the blogosphere. It rained posts. When in the heat of the moment he had joined the Pharma industry and the torturous ways of medical induction. Which is definitely has since been forgotten…he had lots to write and I as a helpful slate embraced him with open arms.

The activities started flowing. All the beaches in 200km peripheral were covered. From Goa to Daman to Malpe. More stories few Ex`s and few valentines and more abstract art later I managed to became his weekend summary sheet and complex emotion matrix. The over hyped Mumbai life, work life, Saki Naka life all coming together post after post.

The year passed by. And so are the no. of dreams, salsa and Portuguese and all the lit up eyes which went wasted in preparation. In lieu I got a new look, lots n lots of photos, travel journals and what not. Forced followings and super forced comments later I am happy with what I have managed to achieve.

This one is no. 99.May the confusion prevail

See you at Hundred.

It`s that time of the year

Its that part of the year when life plays a practical joke on you.everytime , year after year. So to tell you all that no one is alone here here`s a list of words you shall hear for next 1 month on daily basis.
In the name of God.Amen.

Basic Responsibilities

KRA`s

Targets

Weightages

Review

Appraisals

Boss

Incentive

peanuts

nuts

plea(`ee)

`eeeeee

btwn ------ is promotion a legit word this year???
PS : kindly increase teh list.best "Word" will get teh best "Peanut"

The Splendid(er), Me & the Murphy`s(Law)

“Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.”

Some drunk Murphy blabbered those golden words in his drunken state. May world be damned!! He may have fallen into open Mumbai manhole or may be fallen off from a running local train. But he managed to curse the world in a manner only he could. I can curse him and my stars. But with high smog Stars I am unable to see and Murphy might not be good to look at while cursing.

Considering my snapshot memory and photographic experiences there’s never a dearth of things that can go wrong. A quick recap will explain to you my genuine desperation and concern.

Last weekend I shifted into a new House.(Its actually a old house in an old building in an old colony and my friend is already been living there from past 1 year …but for my sake we`ll still call it the new house)

Monday: Experienced the new side of the city. Traffic n people. Though I am not new to that but this time it seemed endless and at 12 KMs away from workplace I had no idea how many hours it would take. God help the colleague who gave me a ride to office and we both reached 3 min later then the stipulated time. While going back waited for the bus for 30mins. And eventually reached back home in 1 hr 30 minutes for 12 Km.

Tuesday: With such an adventure yesterday the floodgates of my nose opened and throat clogged. So preferred to stay at home. Find out about the borrowed bike. Realized it’s a better jugad than waiting till eternity and wasting the most exciting years of adolescence at a bus stop for the super crowded BEST.

Wednesday: (Here comes the borrowed Splendor). So I told myself “it’s a Wednesday” and blasted start the 1964 Aston Martin aka Splendor full 125cc of pure testosterone since 2003.by Km no. 5 Had a flat tyre.The day passed peacefully  in office. While reaching back had a small quarrel with the “jai Maharashtra” autowala. Dilly-dollied on the uneven gravel of powai vihar road and somehow reached home in 1 piece.

Thursday : It’s a new day ..Its a new start ..from Old singer shre shre Celine dion running in my head I decided to retake the plunge. This time at km no. 9. Petrol died. I mean god`s greatest machine HH Splendor couldn’t make it to 36KM in a liter L.so I pushed, scuffed, grumped and carried it around for 3 kms and somehow reached office. Deep fried in the summer sun this was an over bright morning from all standards. And ain’t over yet. Somewhere in a deep hidden corner it was written no right turn. next to that hidden corner was there sitting camouflaged terrorist bashing Mumbai police and me like a rabbit took the bait. So he embarrassed me with the UP no. of my bike., And ethics of safe driving. We cleared the ethics issue with transfer of some green paper from my wallet to his polyester underpants later. No its nt over yet. In barney`s lines..wait for it wait for it...and keep waiting as the jam on the flyover was at least 2 Kms long making it a  1.30 hrs horse ride for a 12 kms.

Now I can confidently say been there had that.

And we aren’t done with the week yet !!

Application for the post of Spouse

Name: Ashwin Jain

Address: Right now live on a platform. Reasonably nomadic in nature (sometimes unreasonably too). Will peacefully adjust in a tree house also though. Have stayed most of the adult years in Hostel and is extremely comfortable with dirt and dust.

DOB: versatile, with small adjustments in beard n haircut have potential to look between 19 to 27

Work Experience: Yes and No, considering I am an MBA and part of strategy group, I am well versed in giving customized answers. You can pick whichever suits your taste. (Take guarantee to defend it with conviction)

Projects Undertaken:

Couple of Projects undertaken but there are no documented deliverables. Was given PPO (Pre Placement Offer) on the basis of level of commitment but refused due to overlapping timelines.

(Have so far believed in faster and efficient operations. Most of the projects were completed within a year. Few in less than 3 months too.)

Educational Qualification:

•  Can hold conversation ranging from pharmaceuticals, banking, actuarial, in flight simulation to rocket science.
•  Knows the difference between varieties of stem of wine glasses
•  Knows Salsa, Tango, Ball room dancing can also dance in a barat with equal ease.
•  Knows how to use Chopsticks, Knife and fork.
•  Knows how to say sorry and thank-you (the two most important words in any relationship)in 5 international Languages.
  

Soft Skills:

Brown hair, Brown eyes, white teeth, no acne, no dandruff

Additional Information:

Have received various utility information from the colleagues during the past projects. Have evolved listning skills and under developed ego.

PS: interested recruiters kindly drop in with their suggestive remuneration.

When tomorrow comes

I think procrastination is a disease. Or if not chronic then at least a viral infection which stays with you  till some other overwhelming force overtakes it. Remember those times when you have thought…we can do this filing tomorrow, or let’s do the paper work tomorrow, math practice postponed till tomorrow.

Like tomorrow some fairy will come down on earth and will swing her magic wand. Or will tweak her nose and bewitch the world. Like the homework will be done by itself, Car will be on auto driver, weather would always be pleasant with snowflakes pouring down in the desert.

But alas in real life you don’t fly on carpets. You still have to take the roads or what are remains of it. So like when I say I will write the SOP tomorrow. Nothing changes its still me hitting my head with the project. There won’t be any magic wand to complete a fancy Business process reengineering for me.

But I will still put it off for tomorrow.

May be tomorrow I would be well slept, more caffeinated, more motivated in work even if I am not then still its tomorrow.

Restore the SPARK

I just read the Chetan Bhagat `s speech urging to keep the spark in life alive. To make sure that the hunger in your belly does not die. To keep pushing yourself and people around you cause energy is contagious.

I wonder where`s the dynamo which will keep this energy flowing. It is so easy to get lost and be programmed. Be doing only as much and let the time continue to pass without wondering about any significant contribution from any side. I mean why there is a constant search of finding substance in all our actions why can’t I just stop looking for purpose .Let spark be there where it originated.

We keep reading about what we are cut out for life. Where`s my calling. Isn’t this whole passion game is more of a jargon and less of something which can be called intelligent.
At the end of the day what all I care for is money ain`t it? Why capitulation to this thought is so embarrassing. It’s just a modest way of accepting what world presents to us and not to pay heed to urge of initiating change. As if no. of initiations will act as passport while entering heaven. And like I am so enchanted with all the hip n hoopla of heaven.

Coming back to energy drainage and refill what makes it so important. We don’t want to constrict in the thoughts and actions. Because monotony can be more dangerous than anybody can ever assume. Because change tells us that we are moving. And as long as we are trying we are surely moving in the right direction.

How much I would like to dissuade myself. I am love with action. The thought of doing something , the sense of constructing something and the feeling of achieving something. I want to channelize the energies and restore the Spark

Only if I had known that something.

The Great MP Trade fair

Finally I have taken the responsibility and have decided to change the future of this great nation with the power of the youth. ( Well actually only to the blog not really in the hands literally!!!).

The information superhighway hasn’t gone really well with the democracy or you can say that democracy is actually a village with no limits either on the no. of people nor on the area. So the rights of a person in democracy actually keeps diminishing as percentage value of his share keeps falling with increasing net birth rate.

So in comes the MP`s and the trade fair. Tomorrow is government`s tryst with destiny. Though now all learned and educated know the nuances of the N-Deal and the aftermaths there had been on the government and the nation it does give away the right to bargain and quote the price to our kindhearted representatives in the parliament.

With news channels duly filled with minute by minute updates, and with trading being rampant and public it calls a need for a better and transparent system.

Suggestions for the improved system:

Product Details: Listing MP`s at the commodity exchange

Benefits:
· Government can secure its place by buying exotic futures/options at a reasonable price
· Transparent billing and money transfer system with mandatory PAN NO…(at present rate of 35 Cr-100 Cr per seat IT dept can make millions)
· Bed ridden MP`s needn’t be flown back to country at the extra public cost. They can sell their voting rights to a worthy bidder at the exchange.
· In the section of product history product differentiation for the better value can be done on the basis of past scams and volume of the scams and potential of future growth.
· Various parties if needed in extreme circumstance can take physical delivery of the product as product is non perishable and qualified to vehemently deny the incident even minutes after.

Disadvantages
· Product can emit harmful radiations and can leave irreparable damage to moral fabric
· Internal programming of the product is corrupted and will never respond to the user manual conceptualized in the constitution

(more suggestions to make the model robust and fault proof are welcome…till then enjoi great Indian MP tradefair..)

new look at blog writing

People say that my blogs are based in some fantasy land. And it needs iterations to decipher. Well I guess I am sorta showoff and always want an audience. Which apparently according to of course “people” again is not really a great thing so may be I should write about something more identifiable. I am not sure if I have the wisdom to comment on global topics or burning issues or would anybody be interested to read the daily happenings of my mundane existence but I guess nevertheless the rationale of writing the blog is be open about oneself and of course as they say -- to grow as an individual.

I guess I aint know much about the shit about growing and introspection and all that jazz. But what I do know is writing down all the crap which is making me muddled in the head will definitely can make the life much easier.

So lets get started.
As an aberration to daily schedule I dint check the sensex. My investments and hopes about getting rich are diminishing day by day so got really frustrated and didn’t bothered to check it. Its kinda ostrich technique and I cant really do the hiding act for long . Sometimes I think I should be better with personal finances. Well… someday…

Well I saw the movies which are now regular feature of my life .I think I can now became a movie critic. I don’t know what really the pay packages in this line are else I sure would have applied. One gets to see all the movies...premier shows...sneak peek reviews and all that …not bad for a career option.

There can be more options for sure. I was called for the brainstorming session. I am in 4th Sem of my (OH SO XCITING) MBA I love the people who still have hope about my capabilities about brainstorming. Anyway I didn’t let the opportunity go to throw in some perv jokes and cheap humor. Time well spent I would say.

There’s a thing called self depreciatory humour and I am so very obsessed with it. Its funny there’s some lame satisfaction in it. You can always say that I am the first one to laugh on myself as if disclaimers anybody even cares to read. But ya didn’t I said lame satisfaction. So lame it is I guess.

as usual ..random thoughts

The trivial and philosophical .there might just be some connection. I do not know .Life is a funny concept. Concept if I say so works in a time dynamics isn’t it? Its good to find something that controls it .

To find out that there is a pattern and trend which an individual’s life follows we question the deeds. But were they wrong. Had they been wrong we wouldn’t have done them at the first place. So from where do you start searching? Some say that you should plan and some say that you shouldn’t. You must live by the day. I think both techniques are flawed. If I could plan accuracy I wouldn’t have landed in the shit which I sometimes do. I wouldn’t have made mistakes .But again were they mistakes. They were true and justly behavior at that point of time .So should I be living by the moment? Then what about legacy? What about when you move ahead you cannot take all the people, issues, needs and emotions ahead. How should I make that emotional switch? Is there any such thing like that? .And if not then how can be living by the moment .Unless I keep my intellectual and emotional self separate. Big blasphemy!!

So is there any time dynamics or time is just a backend pacifiers. Time does try to diffuse the upheavals in life and more life just moves on. I can’t correct the mistakes neither can I suggest coz the root cause is me. Then what shall I do? Wait for the time to take over. I do not know. If it’s a waiting game then how can u say that control of destiny is in my hands? I agree that I can control the emotions but controlling is separate. Am I hinting at emotional and sanity payoff?

HA I don’t even know if such a kind of thing exist!!

Face of ambition

Ambition has various forms, names and of course followers. As people with foresight vision and wisdom says you ought to have passion for something. Trust me its easier said than done. Most\ people like me are passion less. They are a bored lot which is actually dreamless. There is everything but passion in the life. Beauty about passion is not exactly success. It gives you a reason for everything. I mean reason for everything be it some crazy decision, degrees of self abstinence and even right to commit same mistakes over and over again. So the dreary part of life is - the passion less lazy asses have to invent a new reason every now and then.

Let say inventing a reason every time is too much. So can a acquire a reason. Its not so unscrupulous. There are thousand’s of things which are not our own. Some are copied some are acquired or shall I say mostly inspired.

Lets keep it simple. For the simplest of choices and most uncomplicated decisions try and judge the prudence of money as an ambition. Well it might sound a little fancy but people do think money as an ambition is evil. Money cant be everything and deciding for money somehow underlies that you have compromised on morality. Ya sure all that jazz.

But to come to think of it if we put money as main ambition rather that some background ambition it will spare us a lot of troubling about deciding which way to choose. Which path to walk..What decision to make ..and of course where to find this goddamn Passion.