India vs. Pak vs. Board Exams

An interesting trio and would be worthwhile to see who is gonna triumph. Of course for first 2 results would be out by EOD today and last one (but not the least) would share the report card towards the end of May. Cant govern the authenticity actually but if they call 15th Feb as the Hate Day then Yes I’m supporting them. Why? Here is -

I hate the match timings, I hate World Cups, I hate the Players, I hate TV, I hate Cable Providers, I hate every possible thing which is helping in broadcasting this match to a greater audience. Agreed I’m not much into sports coz to me that’s just a game and is for the laid-back as an excuse to pass the time. Not categorising anyone here but you may choose to watch any game to pursue your interest too. Let’s not deviate from the subject here coz I may land up into another bull fight as in ‘Why Girls don’t encourage sports like Guys do?'. So point is I’m not watching it and isn't discouraging anyone watching but the timings seem to be not right.

I understand the reason behind my ‘this hatred’ isn't this obvious but the title of the blog may be giving someone an idea. Actually My Son like brother (we have a 10 years of age difference and this gives me rights to be his unofficial second mother) is appearing for 12th Board Examination, so this year is equally important for both of us though we dwell and living life at our own pace but the report card at the end of May is going to make a huge difference in our (Me & My Brother’s) lives.

No doubt this game of Ind vs. Pak is much anticipated and watched game in cricket history every time they are to play on any ground across the globe. Irrespective of age and fraternity and infact the world leaders would gauze their eyes as if 2 Emperors are in battle field and the winner is going to win the whole. Every six or four any Indian player is going to hit or any Pak wicket is down is been applauded with everybody glued to their 15 inch monitor or some inch of Idiot Box at home (I assume wider audience is supporting India here).

But this time my brother aka son’s career is at stake and thus all this time no matter how hard I restrict or rude I get, he is going to watch the match anyway. And if not then he’ll involve himself in any dead activity apart from studies. So anyway he is going to waste 8-10 hrs of today where every minute is making a difference. Considering the situation at my home itself I feel pity for all those parents whose kids are going to appear for this year’s Board Examination and are trying hard for their kids to stop watching the game. The gamble today for me and them has gone to a different level and it just not the victory of any team today but is about our kids securing good marks as we speak of 12th Marksheet. After 4 years in 2019 the World Cup will happen, agreed may not be the same players and of course not at the same location or worst of all may not be the same teams but is gonna happen (unless world crashes down before that which is less likely possible :) ) but my brother (aka son) and his Akins wouldn’t get an opportunity to redo the same job and if they get then they are an year old to their successors.

These crucial 8-10 hrs. are just taking all of them down by some ranks or some % less from the what they expected to achieve making me and all a ’le unsettled n curious. 

PS: May the best win but not at the cost of anybody’s career.

An Undelivered Letter

Dear Mr Crush

Hope this will find you in pink of your health and wealth.

Another year gone by and I realised it’s been 2 years now that I have been admiring you. A complete two years of stalking and finding every possible info available to make (‘feel’) this impossible looks little possible and achievable. Well coming to the years have realised that time has just flown and m still there from where I started. Oh No, I think few steps’ve walked (that you never noticed) but considerably not at all worth the milestone I wanna achieve. If an instance I consider a ‘Yes’ or reciprocation as my final destination then I have just walked out of my house and hell yeah a long ...long way to go. I always wanna let you know how different it feels when my subconscious talks to yours and they never get anybody wrong or anything for that matter.

I still remember the time when I saw you in the bus for the very first time and was bowled over the fact of turning the dream into reality. Acceptance of request on FB & LinkedIn were few feathers in my cap but they never got me long enough and I always had to struggle for ways to have a communication until I got your whatsapp contact but later that could barely help too. This was my first infact is my first where I’m from tip to toe is crazy about this madness, madness of liking for somebody, madness for stalking somebody, madness for stealing photos from someone’s public library, madness for sharing tiniest of the details with some crazy buddies……countless madness I can write without a single reciprocation. I appreciated the time you mocked about my confession and behaved as usual and infact later too. But you know what, had it been me in your place I would have dejected the very person, wouldn’t have given any false hopes or signs….to me a ‘No’ means ‘No’ literally. Period.

You know what sometimes I build my world around you (don’t worry even here you don’t give me dreams but we just talk and talk) and sometimes I just laugh on the faded memories back when we're working in same premises. I always have a question when we aren’t into each other (precisely when ‘u’ aren’t into) then why did I meet you in first place, why did someone introduce you to me...I don’t see a purpose. We're just two different souls....okay we may have few things in common but they don’t draw your attention and you wouldn’t consider. Hell yes, you're 10 on 10 for me and I may be 6 or may be just 5 in your list. Do you know I always want to talk to your subconscious to have an honest conversation, not coz you act strange in real or maybe you just trying to be nice. But please I don’t need this 'O-I-am-nice-with-you-but-don’t-get-me-wrong' kind of look; I just wanna let you know with the time I have always seen the better in you and no matter how hard it gets I’ll always cherish the moment I confronted my real you to you. Considerably I am deaf and blind, my road may never meet the destination M aspiring for but m still hoping for a miracle; a miracle that’ll light everything up and can have you by my side. Things may fasten up or go worst but lunatic part of me is still praying and praying for this obsession to get more intense or get over finally. I may not have enough time now to hang on but surely I’m counting on memories to write a journal later. Period.

PS: Old habits die hard and you're one of them. 

Faithfully Your’s Admirer

5 on 10

Finally a new address! :-)

This was my 3^rd time home hunting (“looking” would be underestimation of efforts I put in and considering the outcome too) during my 18 months of stint in Pune.  With the time, have realised I’m not kind of person who is fine with any change and infact the mere thought of change (any for that matter) thrills and m upside down. This time Holy idea of the roof to stay calm and have peace is what bothered me and motivated to look for this tryst of painful efforts.

Contrary to other 2 times, this time it took hell out of me to get a place of own. My bad luck that everything else contributed to hard time was having in the current place and in search of another. Resulting those reckless sniffs and sleepless nights… here I was blessed with ‘Insomnia’.  The juggle was this bad that me n my roomie were constantly just praying for every sec of August month to pass…just pass and guess we had it all.

Due to odd working hours we never explored Aundh during the weekdays so it was just weekend we had for this pursuit. Remembering the last weekend I still feel like patting my shoulder for morning 8 to evening 10 job for those countless calls we have made and the houses we have seen.  

Anyway my tryst with home ‘hunt’ was never a good experience and in the end I always land up paying more and less comfort than the current. 

Things do take a troll and you get to accessories yourself with few things out of your checklist.

It was Thursday (28^th Aug’14) when we decoded the fact that 1 more day wouldn’t bring any luck and beggars can’t be choosers. We did say yes to what we had; roomie paid the token and we got the keys.

I am mean thus wouldn’t share the amount of efforts I shredded in shifting stuffs from one place to another coz what’s done for once is done forever.

And, yeah finally I have a new address.  :-) :-) :-) :-) :-)

Wanderlust: Trek#1 - Kalavantir Fort

M akela hi chala tha janib manjil magar, log sath aate gae aur karwan banta gaya…….

 

This one I witnessed in this first official trek with Apex Adventures group. I was on cloud 9, damn excited when Friday afternoon (20th Jun’14) group coordinator Amol confirmed that he can accommodate me n Tamanna for this trek.
 

I had no idea of the history and isn’t interested though K (details can be wiki’d here - http://www.indiatvnews.com/news/india/know-about-kalavantin-durg-world-s-most-dangerous-fortress--30463.html). I GOOGLEd too but the details never scared me and all the more encouraged my willingness to get lost from the daily chaos and busy living.

Thus this one was special is all due respects and yeah I had my share completely. Amidst all the odds (trust me there were odds :( and I was praying for no rain tho drizzling would work ;)) roads (passage should be more apt) untraveled were calling and we started the journey around 6:15 in the morning (Saturday 21st Jun’14) and then whole day had its wings open to the unfolded and unimagined wanderlust. Noteworthy to mention my tryst with the total 30 strangers except the fact known that all will be sharing same level of interest & excitement (trust me this is the best 1 can opt for, recommending once in life to kick off travel with bag packed to Roads travelled/ untraveled).
 

Fun loaded, energy packed 31 people (excusing me n Tamanna as Marathas had the priority and we were not so keen to have-so-friendly-talk) made their introduction on the go followed by Antakashri by dividing the front and back side of the TT in 2 groups like a school (this time front one battled and won well).
 

10:15 AM: It was scorching hot that made people crib a bit but I was thanking God for #NoRain thing when the bus stopped at the start juncture. Bag packed with water bottles tucked in the side, laces on for what road had to offer on the go.

 

 

 

11:15 AM:  I never believe in shortcuts but guess everyone else has the fascination; I followed the crowd too and we opted 2, cutting the deep forest, paths made by waterfalls in the past (absolutely steep and slippery; climbing like a monkey and watching out the steps is what saved me there :) ) and which had barely avoided few centimeters of trek :(

 

12:15 PM: wasn’t sure if I to thank (half battle won) or worry (worst is yet to come) when some co-travelers pointed to the Flag mounted at the top of the sheer and daunting mountain (suggest you to not opt if you have vertigo). A stop for 10-15 mins wasn’t enough to collect the energy and strength to climb that high for sure but we had a long n a difficult way to go and there we started marching again (all this while me n Tamanna were giving each other a energy dose of motivation which was worth it that we realized at the final destination).

 

 

 

 
  All this time God was merciful with #NoRain thing, windy/ shady at times but little brutal as Sun was meting us in all sweat and which was eventually making the go/hiking little difficult (I realized as wasn’t precise while making a wish; guess that’s what I always do infact everyone does ;) :P)
 

 Now a walk midst some village for a while followed by 0.5 foot steps (surely these are the longest and all the more for on n off you walking between abyss (khaayi) and mountain on your left). Mere thought of walking 2 persons at a time on 1 step or holding someone was scary enough to ruin your whole endeavor.

1:30 PM: Badly sweating, grueling wanna gave up but the desolate, dumped forest had nothing to offer in return so marching ahead was what one would opt for (Glucose/ electoral or any such thing was barely of help in this steep passage). Narrowly crawling, climbing we reached to a point where the whole world was looking so small. At such a height locating the TT was such an energy stroke that we could simply forget the hard way and cherish the heavy wind welcoming the whole crowd.  

 

 

2:15 PM: and yeah we there “ ‘2300 foot’ ”. OMG….the world is absolutely small and whole crowd cheered ‘Jai Maratha’, ‘Jai Bhawani’, ‘Jai Shivaji’; it turned the whole atmosphere so worthy of the efforts everybody had put in to reach here. Everybody turned into an avid photographer with the ‘click’, ‘click’, ‘cheers’, ‘Cheese Butter’ sounds coming from every corner of that flat surface on the top of this mountain. Trust me, every bit of the effort was worth when one swallows the very ounce of the Air this high (such tranquility, such a peace. Period.)

 

 

3:15 PM: Post Jevan we started to descend as the hollowness of the same path will daunt again and home is what one long for all this time. We (me n Tamanna) were part of the early movers but by taking pauses the last crowd met us in the middle. Walking back was absolutely difficult coz of the sheer slope and an eye for details is what can save one from falling.

 

It was 5:15 PM when we reached the TT back but a portion of the crowd still had energy left to swing on the long branches of Banyan tree. Amol did propose us a ride but busting head and aching back had strong influence to decline the offer.

They further took us to 1 among the ‘Ashth Vinayak Ganpati Temple’ on the way and I had one of the best wada paav and chai at the adjacent dhaba (this one was a true reliever in all respect). Me, Tamanna and few others were as good as dead ‘almost’ but remaining crowd (probably frequent trekkers) were still loaded with the energy thus they were dancing, jumping, playing on the way back home which eventually ended with 10-15 rounds of ‘Dumbs raj’ game.

 

At around 9:15 PM I was back home, barely walking, talking in the lane but definitely returning with hell of memories to cherish with crazy fellows.

 

At last, a day well spent is what I could afford to think before dozing off that day around 9:45 PM.

“Roads Untraveled, Paths unfolded” (Rain could have added more fun but I dint wish for)......will meet again on another! :-)
 

Modi-May Bharat!

  Survival of the fittest and yeah on 16^th May’14, India had finally got Narendra Damodardas Modi as his 16^th Prime Minister. The outspoken and commendable journey he had and so thus he made his swearing-in ceremony a larger than life moment where even dignitaries from the neighbouring countries have graced & witnessed the magical ride of vote politics. His agenda was apparent and India has finally got a leader. So much was talked, discussed but he finally made it....my salute! Period. The one who believes in action than just plans n plans. During the Loksabha Election, it was Modi whom mass have voted irrespective of the numerous faces contested election from wider part of nation . Here, I don’t deny the presence of BJP and their work for the country but it was 1 face who ruled all and BJP saw the unanimous victory after a decade almost. Now since all done and set for him to perform, unexpected is believed, a greater part of country is waiting for his magical leadership.

    His decision so far of fewer ministers and more work is already indicating a long run for this government but he really has a long way to go. In midst of all, his phase 1 i.e. 100 days agenda is raising high hopes and much talked about for both him as a person and his Government. Having said that BJP has a remarkable list of proficient ministers but Mr Visionary has a lot to deliver in terms of promises made during the election campaigns which automatically brings lot of challenges to the plate.

    During his stint, not sure of the order but to me as a mass leader he has to battle with 4 demons mainly Corruption, Unemployment, Poverty and Terrorism there in country with their wide jaws open. Fathom the choices he has, historical it would be to see him fighting the devils and coming out as a victorious King. His determination and passion to serve the nation can be easily seen while shuffling the pages of his life so far. People have already started talking about it across the globe. Tho it’s too much to expect at this point in time but I’m keeping my fingers cross for the vision he is aiming for India in coming years when he had already outspoken about his report card in 2019 during his first speech in Parliament. Noteworthy it would be to witness all of it when whole India has their eyes on him and counting on him for fortunistic & prosperous India.

   

   I’m signing off here with lots of best wishes to my leader, your leader, mass leader NaMo. We believe in you and this one reminds me of you n just you....

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep
and miles to go before I sleep!

                               - Robert Frost

Letter to The Twinkling STAR ........

To,

The Most Adorable Female

Happy Bday ladki, Many Many Happy Returns of this day :*  

You are THE BEST so thus deserve, wishing best of everything for you Now and Always!! Words are less to wish (poor vocab u noe ;)) for you, consequently the true world of your admiration and desirable is wishful on your special day from Almighty. Age is just a number; wish you cherish manifold manifested multiplied happiness with the upsurge in this count JJ (So release self from boredom of getting old rather older ;) J :P )

As it’s your B’day today and you celebrating with your family whilst me staying this far realising how far we have come knowing each other. Looking back, to me Sakshi  you are a true epitome of beauty & brain, sweet, short, beautiful sophisticated female whom I happen to know for almost 5 years now!! Each and every day during the said epoch has unfolded many Said/Unsaid, Told/Untold ferns of the strong bond titled Friendship. You have stood beside as a perfect support, a shoulder to cry on, person to rely on, things to share with, to laugh out loudly and most important for letting me myself ALWAYS!!! (Undoubtedly will never forget the way you boost my confidence: inclusive of the many offline discussions we have had and I still don’t believe any but I bet one can’t win)

Things personified, time manifested, memories made, places changed but person to hang on, to hold on still remains invariant. We proudly prove immoral the saying ‘Jaha Dosti, waha Ladai’ coz with quick flashback, I recall, we happen to have had differences twice, thrice bearing in mind usual human nature (touchwood) but nothing has actually touched the strength of the bond that we share till date…….credit is all YOURS!! (beneath the circumstances how dominating and stubborn mad girl I happen to be)

There is nothing about my life that you don’t know or you don’t understand and fathom the choice, I can’t lie or yell at you. Always, it’s your aura that even for my deepest secret, I have caressed safe and intact with you.

You have impeccably mastered 50 shades to make others Feel-Good. Nothing to exaggerate but in your company I have realized the worth of friends whom we call BEST BUDDIES…..I have had buddies but BEST goes with your name and few moreJJJ. Had it been the case I have an elder brother, trust me could have hold you back for lifetime leaving you with no option ( :P I know I am greedy but can’t help).

Coming to the years, I remember when we first met, you happened to be the chubbiest, shy, adorable, little beautiful doll of the class where everyone had tagged selves in some or other relations (no wonder no guy had come and proposed in person) which they truly dwelled during their sojourn with you. Right from day one till date, only thing that is constant is your NATURE and its firmness. Though out of we five, you happened to be the one with less exposure to outer world but the maturity and the outlook you have had shown towards certain things was/is  commendable; be it scolding Anjana/Khushboo from being impulsive n rigorous shopper or shredding responsibilities in B-2.  

I am thankful and can never forget the time you were there (be it the candid conversation in hostel’s balcony, 5^th floor that midnight or those lovely wintery early morning conversations in B-2) with all ear (is all that chatter box ‘me’ always want) rather with patience ear for nonstop and countless conversations. Agreed though you hardly have had any solution to complex problems/setbacks of my life but shoulder to cry on is all I ever wanted or wish for.

I have cried, I have howled, I have yelled, I have flushed, I have frowned, I made mistakes, I lied, I moved, I mourned, I cherished, I fall, I sored, I laughed, I cursed, I was obsess……....in all YOU were there. Yes, you are there!! (still can’t imagine how difficult it used to be for you to handle one obnoxious wild unpredictable female)  You are more like a family NOW!!

Just imagine the things you’d want to hear on your birthday and assume I said them. Happy B'Day :*

I remember giving you many lectures to speak your mind and eventually you do NOW but still there is a scope….don’t be blunt unlike me but atleast stand up with your opinion.

Your gentleness, softness, cuteness, sugariness, kindness, sincerity, tenderness, prettiness, firmness, dependability, caring & motherly nature, charmingness are reasons more than enough for someone to fall for you...................alas I am none in the list :)

My advice as always - Make choices, Dream big, Fly high, Govern people, Don’t take s**t, Raise against bullies, Obsess with some hobby, Smile daily, Laugh often, Explore world, Take chances, Give opportunities, Make mistakes, Fall in life to grow and flourish, Dance in the rain, ‘Love someone’ (who is worth but don’t be judgmental) and above all learn to ASK or DEMAND…..things that you forego and you truly deserve. Period.

I am sincerely wishing to take an opportunity today to share that it’s a pleasure knowing you as a person and it’s a blessing in itself,  person like you always stay close to the heart infact are true treat to the HEART.

Today you are about Nine-Thousand Six-Hundred Twenty-Eight and a Half – Day old! Happy B’day Girl :*

PS: I am sure someone reading this is falling for you or in a steep jealousy…….ALREADY!! Have gladiator and roam around………your charm is at peak J J J Love you Sweet heart  :*

Lots of Kisses & Hugs, From

The Most Foulest and Weird Female
Address is nowhere to be seen
Can be contacted anytime provided she picks up
Wanderlust may be a final destination!

Quarter life Crisis – Yes at 25!

Happy Birthday Neha! ‘Thank you’ is all I could afford when I heard someone reminded me of age saying – ‘You’ve turned 25!’ (Ohh! Magical & mysterious figure 20+5)  :-/

Confided to the fact it was my b’day, a mere intellectual part of me was longing for a big bash with closed buddies. A big filthy 2 pound cake with candles lit on the top and the moment I blew them off, to my surprise it was the room filled with light and people cheering for long lived me (sometimes crazy is the word when asked to describe the people who love me :*). Everyone partying and sloshed in the fact of me getting older with my mom serving delicious food that she has specially cooked for this day.

Turning pages of life and realizing fact of turning 20+5/growing older is inevitable and all I was left with a stinker of growing old (from everyone I happen to know on this planet  :-| ).
I have realized now that 20+5 is the figure where –

I live in my own messy room and dream of owning a bungalow someday   :P

I am learning cooking and kids 1/4th or half of my age are winning crown of ‘Junior Masterchef’ :O

I am still calculating finance to buy I-Pod and infants are playing subway surfer on I-pads (Filthy rich parents they are blessed with :P :P  )

I have incessant list of desires but have ‘just’ pocket full of (few) 100s to fulfill them  

I daily sleep with a promise to myself for keeping myself healthy and fit, morning walk and next day end up getting late for the office

I see my own college juniors are at better position and getting high pay checks than I was offered in the campus placement

My own junior colleagues taking over the work from me and making me feel that ‘I’ll be there soon!’ (old age is what I assume they refer here)

My LinkedIn profile is screwed up with no worthy recommendations or certificates to survive the tantrum of Corporates

My FB profile is full of people posting their relationship status, updating life events, sharing their marriage/HM pics n blah blah.

My flings are irritating me when I’m already shuddered by Earning vs Expense ratio

My own friends are busy finding match for them and sharing their candid conversations of first meet with to be or not to be in every group meet/chat

My own parents are always engrossed in discussions of my alliance with prospect bridegroom.

My own relatives tease me with blessings of getting double soon.

Realizing and opening eyes wide open to conquer that 20+5 is the age which dwindles between the life of confusion & possibilities; ecstasy has its own gloomy picture, dreams have their own wonderland and reality has its own dirty picture L L .

Apparently age and alcohol are same side of coin; the less we have, more we realized its importance. Perhaps true, it’s the age where sense of maturity is drooling over the child in me. Daily with passing time nothing changes but when I look back can see handful of hits n bucketful of misses.

Alas birthday blues is all I am left with whenever I hear someone saying infact whispering 25 or a Quarter  :( :( :(