iCrib.......!!!!

"To Crib or bloody well not to Crib that is the question..."Cribbing an art , a gift which just any tom dick or harrry cannot embibe. It requires grit, determination.To be a great cribber of sorts you have to begin at an early age.In order to inculcate this ,one has to learn how to get pissed n bugged with life on just about anything on account.

For a juvenile , it all starts with what we call "malnourished up bringing...".Be it the food or the grey cells.Make sure the kid on the block always has room for more but cannot get none coz you don't have none.The academic load should be optimum, enough to make him/her loose interest in anything that he/she undertakes.These are few of many different fundamental blocks which build us an "ACE CRIBBER".Further more every test in the offing the efforts should not be given their due.This simple step acts like a catalyst in the whole"i Crib" revolution and soon we have a potential cribber on the go.

The next stage which happens to be the graduation period is very critical.It is a make a break situation, so any decision taken without judgement or proper conviction in action can yield us back to ground zero.If that happens then all these years of "tapasya"goes down the shit pot
In order to avoid this the contender has to be put in a conservative atmosphere. A place where he/she is deprived of either beautifull selection of species respectedly, or libertarian beliefs.Where every object of desire or dire want has to be subjected to a contraband...(guess the word fits well here...)

All this while the person should always develope a mind set that "okay this is the bottom line of frustrated academic environment as well as the disasterous social escapade".The advantage in building up such a thought process is that you think that you have already imagined the worst and lived through it not knowing that situations have uncanny tendencies of going beyond expectations. The suddenly you come to the final stage ,that lands you in nothingness (as one of my dear friend is fond of.....).

The work begins to take its toll on you, and all these years of juvenile cribbin attains major.You get bugged instantaneously,as though its in your blood.Nothing in the world makes you happy not even sex..(coz you haven't got laid yet...)

Are U Satisfied...........!!

What does satisfaction mean to us.......? ...the complexcity of the answer probably lies in simplicity of the querry itself...Indeed it means a little different to all of us ..Probably its the contentment one feels after he /she has done something right....a state of being gratified..From a new born to someone on the verge of kicking the bucket ,they all pance around for this mental peace of some sort....

Like i said , every body has a different take on "Satisfaction"..when we pop out in this world the only nusance that we become is , towards our mothers...they are the ones difficult to calm coz the ladies never accord anything short of their demand... for an infant their demands are simple ..they should be fed well..morning rituals should be done in time..n a good amount of sleep..Fill in these demands n u will have a mom free of worries , mental tension..she finds peace when her child is at peace ....A expression of atonement which can never be measured and is priceless.....

Then comes a time when a time when u age ...and age enough to differentiate between a nipple and a pimple ....We begin searching for different avenues to achieve peace...For some it is by putting in a full days work and indeed feel proud about it...for some it is just getting through border line of failure ....Some raise the bar of perfection only to spoil the hopes of the weaker species or probably its done just to bring about maximum efficiency..

The point is that with every coming phase our perspective on achieving contenment changes , and changes rapidly.An un employed thinks he/she would be satisfied by getting a job..A working professional wants versatality in the job structure...An executive wants a 24*7 slogging support staff...A retired being wants something new , fresh that kills boredom ...

So much as the professional life is webbed, personal too does not tread on a straight line ..We have got issues , issues with ourselves, the one we love , the one who love us , hate us .

Some say if u achieve satisfaction you can never improve your self because then you begin to walk the line of stagnation where everything becomes monotonous , no thrills ..nothing new to work for , no goals to set , no perfection to improve.....

The point that still remains in the querry zone is that HOW CAN WE FEEL CONTENT WITH OURSELVES...?

Change!!!!

You hate it or love it but the fact still remains that change is inevitable....you cannot escape change ,there no running from it .Every body in his/her life has to go through their share of it. Personally i as a Piscean hate the word change ,but the irony is such that there has been maximum amount of transition post college.

To begin, i moved to greener pastures -the good ol Pune my favourite city on this planet earth..seing myself grow up there was a privelidge- (to me at least..) Anyways the shift was purely to land in a place of opportunity because job was what i needed more than anything...We want or lets say we need different things at different stages in our lives ,i guess this demanding need of ours propels us to change ,be it our priorities .
After three months of struggle i got placed in the core sector ,a place where hardcore Engineers thrive....Again there was this change from No Job to "yeah i got one too people"

What a relief it was to be employed..i consider my self lucky and i thank God for cuttin short the struggle season...Well almost couple of months into the job came another change....A good friend changed to an aquaintance and a gurl friend to no friend at all..It was pretty hard to cope up with it ,i was tangled in this emotional turmoil ...it was a big hit .
What started as a decent year was now ending up as a stained one.....

This was not enough for the "Dude Almighty" sitting above..Just as we were reaching the brink ,the year end ..i had an accident.Due extreme carelessness of a fellow employee i landed myself in hospital with a fractured forehead n a surgery in the offing....But like i said God is indeed a DUDE to me coz ultimately i pushed through all post accident happenings smoothly...The Dude saved my life , it was a narrow miss i mean i could have been coma or been gone forever...

After effect of this mishap affected a little on the work front as i was gone at a crucial time while Trainees like me capitalised .... There was again a change in my work habbits i started getting off work early , tired early ...It took time but i gradually increased my pace to rock back with my colleagues...

My friends will move out in time to come ..This summer is full of transitions.John -Ishi-Baner is gonna get back to Delhi n i dunno when will i see her next or won't be at all..
Aditya will leave his job n move to carlifornia for MS....buddy will be gone for long,we had the best times together ....
My brother mesutka is gonna head to blore for his job posting..(ok thats a good transit coz he will earn more than me n so i will spend all his cash)

I hate change .. i so wish that i never had that break-up, i so wish that aditya would be around, i so wish that my brother n ishi be together like this in times to come.., i so wish that the friends i lost on would have been there but for things said n done i can only say that worst is the sort of change that LIFE brings on to u.... its not fair , its hard and will thump u down and keep u low if u let it be ..its not only about how hard u get hit by all the depreesing shit that just keeps piling up every moment ..rather its about how much u can take emotionally .physically , mentally and still move ahead.....

I hate sundays...!!!!

Yes .....
u heard it right .i just hate it ..it gets me dangled in this serious retrospection mode thing which i detest completely....For a whole week i m in this fixed routine and suddenly a day off leaves me clueless ....although i try my level best to sleep away as much as i can but the day is too long to just do that...

So after i try n wake up by noon n peep outside my window .... the view of cows n buffalo(s) gets me thinking..ya the company is great but why am i in this hamlet of a place ..why can't industralists make steel in an urban jungle.....why do i, as a young man of 23 be deprived of weekend social escapades at more deserving places like pub n discs .....

Worse comes next when my mind gets flooded with career issues ....so how long do u plan to stick to this job? do u think u can handle the technicle shit that just keeps increasing by the day..? do u think u have it u to handle and commision a particular system all by yourself..?do u think...oh please shut up..its sunday after noon for Pete's sake gimme a break will u......!

My hostel is freakin dingy place to be put up in..n sunday is just the day that i realise what kind of accomodation i have ....the icing on the cake is that my computer crashed today , my only source of entertainment ....well come to think of it there is one good thing that i get to do peacefully is surf the net in the evening
..get hooked to the world for which i m crying out loud to get back too.....
cheers!!!

"go shouting its ur birthday"

The best part about celebrating ones birthday alone is that u get to eat the cake all by yourself ....lol....it all started at midnight when ISHI n AAABHHII called ...the birthday hymn was sung in chorous and me was on cloud nine... after this my hot babe mallu chickie pal from school DEEPA gave me a buzz ....we were speaking to each other after a long time ..it was good..she threw a marriage proposal but i insisted that she should surf a lil more before she zeroes it on me....lol....it was great people were calling..one after another...next in the wish parade was apni desi SADDI KIRAN.....apni college senior.....she was up just to wish me..n was sounding a lil drousy over the phone so i told her to sleep offf...was really sweet of her to call...

next morning calls started pouring from home...mommy daidy n poochi jha called up to wish me... after recieving the whole blessing sessions and aashirwad things i realised that i should move by bum a lil faster if i have to be in time for work....
Friends from college with whom i hardly spoke since end of college called ..it was really a great feeling...to be given so much BHAU....apna SHEVADE bhai n NIZAM wished following after noon....

after attending calls my mind litreally wandered away from work and my boss could see that...i was away thinking about friends ...college ...the fun we had.. ..especially my last birthday where there was booze ...muzik..women..(ok ..shucks thats the down side ..no women)..and birthday video and most importantly friends....... the previous week i had been to ISHI's birthday so was missin the fun i had ....

I was thinking of JAMUNA bar outside our college.... the company of friends and 3rdd rate quality of liqour we would become men for limited addition....was thinking of nizam 's wise crack comments and shevade's drunken nautanki.....us singing together on the street on our way back ....

Was a lil lonely though i just realised how life has changed ..how we have changed ...be it by compulsion r whatever ..but the fact remains that wherever u are its family n friends that make ur birthday ...even if u are away ,one is considered lucky to have been rememebered by sooooo many of them ...So though my birthday was nothing like the last time ..but it was still a rocking one in its own way.... i loooove u guys and thanks a ton to every one for remembering me.....

Survivor!!!!!!!!!!!

Hiiiiiii....,
sorry for the forced absence ...i know i m blogging almost aftercouple of months but i met with a serious accident that left me with a serious head injury ...But hope fully the recouperation is fast , though a few dead tissues because of the blow in the left eye makes it look a lil dark ....so i m currently sporting johnny Depp look from the pirates ....thought will let people know ,might help them not to draw a scary picture.