lost

At every point in life, we have two major options. Right or wrong, wake up or sleep, take control or give control, JLO or Angelina...... I had two paths ahead of me too.... Write blog or Write appraisal document....and even though its not gonna pay, u know what I chose.

Its probly cuz at times you need to keep yourself before everything.... only then will you be satisfied, fulfilled. After a day's work, I wudn't mind giving some time to myself (er...constructive activities).
There's one advice my dad gave me some time back.... which kinda guides me when I'm in doubt.... he said "There will always be people in your team who work lesser than you, they don't matter. Don't be afraid of hard work."

See... this is why I wrote my last post in a hurry...cuz I knew the emotions would start to fade..... but I'm still gonna try.

Bored of working, a colleague and I registered ourselves for a debate last week. Little did I know it would result in a great saturday........
After 4 days of trying to find the perfect content, on the eve of the event, we got to know the real rules, when we called to confirm, and had to make some quick adjustments to what we were going to say....by next morning we had stopped trying to prepare.

I have a habit of doing that... if sumthing is so screwed up that I just can't do anything about it, I don't. That's the deal with problems... you either laugh about 'em or cry.... I choose the former, mostly.

I happened to listen to Harsha Bhogle's speech on excellence, which he delivered at IIM A . I suggest everyone listen to it. Its just so inspiring. Go here

"Always put yourselves in the company of people who are better than you, it'll help you grow." I really don't know why I put the line in quotes,cuz no one said the exact thing, but oh well......It was kinda like that at the debate.. and I liked it. I don't want to keep feeling I'm more proficient at presentations, cuz I'm not. There were so many people who spoke so well..... and honestly, it was great listening to the ideas.

Okay then, let's cut to the chase...no time to waste...back to my place..... no wait.......... that's Eminem..... :P

I know you've been wondering about the 'Void' that I mentioned
You know how you meet people who'm you want to keep talking to for no apparent reason? Well I met someone that day and it was...fun.

Partly cuz we lost at the debate and partly cuz I was dying there,wearing a tie, I went out of the hall early, only to finally loose touch.

No wonder I felt the void again..... and I haven't done justice to the buildup to this post cuz the feeling's faded now, lost amongst bosses, clients and collegues....

What exactly is the void? really,you have to ask?

Can't wait to write

Monday morning. 9:40 AM. I've just turned on my comp at work..... but my thoughts aren't here.

I don't know when I'll get the time to write, cuz this week claims to be busy at work, so I'm starting now, and will continue asap.

This weekend seemed almost surreal. Well, more so because I keep thinking about it....

I'm not sure why, but the void is back.

have a million things to do...so gotta go....ciao

jlt

*flexes fingers..... relaxes neck muscles*

Its midnight.... the weather outside is amaazing...had a sumptuous dinner.... there's football on TV ..... I'm on my bean bag.... friends've come over....... I've been karaoke-ing for the past half hour, on the top of my voice...... its not always I feel this comfy.

Just yesterday I was talking to a friend about delhi...... turns out...got so darn homesick that I didn't know what to do......thankfully its much better now.

This week's been really eventful at work...... I'm kinda playing on both sides now..... got ppl to watch over...also got my boss to answer to.... its like learning how to handle each of them alongside.......

There's a huge problem with me...... yes, I do work hard.... but I'm not sure if I handle success all that well...it kinda gets to my head at times and I get drunk with power. This week I realized I'm not

irreplaceable. No one is. If I won't do it, someone else will.

All we've got to do in life is to keep it real. As simple as that. Be true to yourself. There's a HUGE lesson I've learnt... the best way to deal with situations is KIS - keep it simple.

Yup..... the best solution is almost always the most obvious one.... and that's what we overlook in our endeavour to excel....to be 'different' from the others......

I've learnt that experience is only good for one thing.... it teaches you how to handle pressure.....

I suddenly feel I can take on anything and anyone...... I get really angry streaks sometimes....when I want to beat the crap outta someone.... but then again, no point in it......

Had mocha flavoured ice cream, with oreo cookies today......also had pizza and coke...... since the weather was so amazing, sat on the roof for about an hour, talking to some friends about life, love and everything that doesn't matter... :P

I've also learnt to be patient with things...everything can't go as I want..... I don't say a thing when dirty dishes stay in the sink for a week...... I've stopped caring if the house isn't cleaned properly everyday... it doesn't matter anymore if sumone stares at me..... the important ones still check me out (and vice versa) ;)

I've lately been trying to decide what to say to this one chick at office who's always giving me a glance...well, I was the one who started it....but then I kinda lost interest... it gets kinda wierd cuz sumtimes cuz I don't know what to do.....perhaps I'd go upto her...but probly not ..she looks too much like an ex.

B.A.L.D

There's something big going on that I haven't yet shared.

One fine day, when the sun had just risen, the birds had just woken up, and all sane people were still asleep, I had a dream.....

Scene 1:

There was a tall man in a robe, with a loong white beard and a slender, black wand in his hand, who told me that magical things were waiting for me in the far beyond...but to reach there, I had to give up something that I love the most..... "What, O noble knight, are you willing to sacrifice for this gift-de-grandeur?" was the question..

I stood at my place, sword in hand, thinking if it was worth it.... but a wise 'baazigar' once said "Kuch paane ke liye kuch khona padta hai" . Who was I to disagree..... the deeds of the ancients were upon me and the hour of enlightenment had finally approached. It was now or never...it was the one moment to which every epic leads....... and I decided to do it.

Scene 2:

Its dark from where I'm being led towards light.... I shield my eyes with my metal-bound hands as the sun shines fiercely upon me... the crowd cheering me to move forward, my captors motivating me with the tips of their spears..... in the center of this arena of shame stands the executioner.... the stage littered with the shadow of demise.....

Being the man of the moment, I step up....intoxicated with the promise of the druid....

With a practiced, acute strike, the blade was quenched....its purpose fulfilled, it lay back in the hands of its master, shining in the glaze.

PAUSE

If you're wondering where this is leading to, I'd say I'm not really sure...... and so I'm ending this fantasy...:P

Felt like being dramatic...and voila ! The crux of the story, ladies and gents is that I've gone the clean shaven way.... head wise.

Yup, you got that right... I think the 'B' word is a little racist, so I'm gonna refer to it as ..umm.....'differently-maned'.

I'm sure there's a lot of questions bubbling up inside, so I'm taking time out to describe the experience...in case any of you decide to continue the legacy....

The guide to Being differently-maned :

1.The first thing people ask is 'Why'? What should I tell them?
Ans: Mug up the 2 scenes I've described above and start rattling 'em out in such a scenario...by the time you've reached the center of the arena, your audience is sure to have dissipated.

2. People everywhere stare at me, when I walk past. They look at my head when talking to me. What do I do?
Ans: Now you know what chicks with big...ermm.... glands... feel. Go to one, tell her to stop looking at your head, and ask her what to do.

3. What is the best season to follow this legacy of yours, great sir?
Ans: Flattery won't get you anywhere...in any season. What you've got to do is to choose which season you look fatter in.... shave your head then. This will draw all attention to your head, leaving your weight issues redundant.

4. Is this a publicity stunt?
If being in the spotlight is a sin, this is the mother of all bank robberies.

5. I've heard Hrithik Roshan has asked you to suggest his look in a film.. is that correct?
Ans: Please, don't get confused, he asked Rakesh.

6. Are you going to launch a TV series on the art of being bald?
Ans: I would slap legal allegations on you for this racist comment, if only you weren't a prospective viewer.
Now that 'Lost' has ended, the world needs support...so perhaps.

7. Are there any side effects to this state?
Ans: Yes. This'll lead to a reverse revolution, leading to the meltdown of all Comb, and Hair-care industries. Millions of jobs are at potential risk. That's why I've now requested for Z-security.

8. If you publish a book on this, would you sign a copy for my kid?
Ans: *Take baby in arms and pose*

9. What is your move's impact on society and our civilization?
Ans: Many, actually...I'm planning to call another press conference solely for that. However, amongst the obvious is that it'll expose everyone who's shallow...thus creating a society that's based on trust, love and lack-of-the-need-to-comb.

By now you'll notice the crowds around your conference venue have increased drastically, chanting your name, waving banners and babies. Time for a getaway....press the red button inside your sleeve, right about.........now.

*Sound of chopper landing on roof* . Gotta go guys...peace out \m/

Excerpts..

The situation's bad. I think work's consuming me a bit more everyday. I almost feel guilty now, not going to work on weekends (watching Iron Man 2 does help tho :P)

However, I'm glad that I still have urges to write....but they're now reduced to drafts on my cell....

Here's an excerpt of something that I was hoping to make into a good post...but just couldn't....

It's like I'm in exile.... the people who matter aren't here....feels like a dream where I can do whatever, be whoever and it'll be normal again once I wake up...
Or is it, really? Do we have to prepare for reality in a dream? Why is it that every action is aimed at paving a path for a larger than life destination?
Are my feelings real this time, or is this just the after-effect of an incredibly boring official lunch?
Losers. 
Are you any different, but?

I can be really shallow at times, and I don't even regret it......don't get me wrong... I don't mean the hot-not-hot kinda shallow....that's hard wired in guys...... I'm sapiosexual. Big time. Its something that I've tested out a lot. I just can't be with someone who's not ...well..... up to it.

Later then.
Love ya.

bits n pieces

I've probably given off this impression before, but life is an irregular blend of cliches and surprises.

Do you remember the character that Jimmy Shergill plays in Munnabhai MBBS? yup..Zaheer...the innocent guy who doesnt drink, doesnt smoke, is a virgin ( not that it mattered in the situation) and still ends up dying with cancer..... yea, life's often unfair to the 'good' ppl...... it seems the baddies have all the fun...... often those who sacrifice their morals end up at the top.....

It's unfair really.. I had to go to the dentist today cuz of a toothache...... fyi :

1) I don't smoke
2) heck, I don't even like sweets
3) I brush twice daily

Like I said, its a cliched existance.
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Have you ever noticed how kids are really simple in dealing with people? (note - the other way around might not be true).... they either like someone, or they don't...and their not afraid to show it.......
We on the other hand are in a different league alltogether.....

Does anyone feel that they were really dumb as a kid?
I do.....there was once an evening when one of dad's colleagues had come home for dinner. I must've been...say in the 3rd ......
When the adults were talking, I realized that the guy's wife was a English teacher at some school....... and then  I did something that I'm still embarrassed of... I went to my room, and brought out an essay that we were supposed to write....... then I read it to her...out loud.....

just cuz she was a teacher..... damnit....silly kid that I was....

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I've made an observation..... women actually are better at multi tasking

I've got to manage my time better..... this, I feel, will will take me down..

I read an email from Narayan Murthy...n its made me feel trapped..

I've wound myself in a web where I coax myself into staying late in office......I so dont want to do this.... there's so much I want to do apart from work... and I will, soon hopefully

Life's calling Mohit, where are you??


too sleepy to write more....later.

My southern connection.

errmm.... I know the title seems vaguely perverse, and most of you are hiding a smile (depraved, I tell u), but I assure you of no such sinful bliss.

There are times when we start seeing a pattern in things.... those around us, those within us or those happening to us. I believe that nothing is unplanned in life... even if we are not the ones who plan it. Things happen... and then similar things tend to happen....like a traffic jam when you're getting late for a movie.... like I said, its a pattern and you don't need a 'beautiful mind' to see it.

What I'm driving at, is my life's connection to the geographically southern part of India. Zapped? Let me elaborate...

My association with the south bagan waaay back in the 11th grade, when I was down with the new girl syndrome . In the sad case that you haven't heard of this medically proven condition (!!!), it happens when a female specimen of our species walks into a new environment. It may be a new student in class, a new colleague or even a new kaamwaali bai ( surprisingly, love is blind) ...The syndrome refers to the reaction of the males...loss of appetite, concentration and sometimes common sense.

Soo...like I was saying, I was down with the new girl syndrome.... siiigh, how I miss being infatuated.... the girl....a certain southie-origin-lady (Connection urr)

A few years down the line and I'm in 2nd year engg.....new found freedom, hostel and a lack of money in each month's second half..... a trip to goa lands me into love's own hands again.... this time a lady with origins from God's own Country. Yup, she was mallu.  (Connection rend)

Fast forward a few more years.... Mr. first engineer in the family... selected in a major IT firm.....waah waah's and bravos all around...... and where do I get sent? First Chennai, and now happily settled in Hyderabad for god knows  how long ! (Connection moon).

My dear Watson, as you can see for yourself, it appears that life has had a motive with its plots and turns...... there's no point saying that its been a bad journey, 'cuz it hasn't.  If you can't accept what you're given, there's nothing you'll do but crib about it. Instead, open up...and the south will cradle you in its arms, in no time.

PS: If you didn't get the tamil counting, u gotta brush up here.