ashaanti

yudh , kohraam ,  shor , shool , sanaata .... kahin se kisi bhi baat ka samajh na aa paana , kyun nahi ki koi maan paata meri kahi , kyun kahin mein is duniya ke gol swabaav ke saath seedha chal nahi paata , kyun aisa lagta hai ki meri manzil alag hai tum se. kyun kaise tum her cheez se adhoori rehti ho, aur mein her adhoori cheez se poora , kyun tumhe chot se dard hota hai aur mere nasoor bhi sookh chuke hai, kyun khalbali mach uth padti hai kabhi is duniya ke riwazo se , kyun pade is shaant se samander mein aa jaati hai lehar vishaal. kyun lagne lagta hai ki roshini se darr nahi per andhera mera hum saya hai, kyun bikhre huwe is jism ke her ek ang se nayi jeevan ki taraf kadam badate huwe is rooh ka lashtar poora safed hai. kyun mere pass do takshak hai aur teer ek bhi nahi , kya karun in do mayano ka jab talwaar ka kuch pata nahi. jaise thaam bhi loon kabhi in haatho mein woh khooni khanjar bhi kya hi bigaad loonga , na mein yodha na hi kalakaar, apne mein sampoorn apne mein khush apni hi hasti mein madmast mujh mein is duniya ke rang ghusne ki koshish ker rahe hai. sambhaal ke rakha hai is ashaant man ko is ashaant duniya mein . darr hai ki kahin is ashaant  satrangi aatma ko is badrangi dunya mein na mil jaaye shaanti ....

Rishtey

Bharosa , dokha , samajh, sahuliyat , majboori , nadaniya , bachpan , dosti , saath , chot , marham , sahyog , safar  ....
Paani ke bulbulo se naazuk rishtey jo milte to humse virasat mein hai per sanjo ke rakhne mein umar guzar jaaye, kahin rishtey marhum ka kaam kerte hai to kahin her dard ka kaaran. kahin koi rishta zindagi bana jaata hai to kahin poori zindagi ki kamayi khatm ker deta hai. Kuch rishtey mar ke bhi saath dete hai kuch marne tak to kahin kuch marwa hi dete hai. Rishtey bure nahi, na hi rishtedaar per fir bhi duniya dosti ko rishtey ke upper rakhti hai. woh hi shaks jo ek acha dost hai woh ache rishtedaar nahi hai, kyunki badh jaati hai zimmedariya rishtedaar ki. Nahi bhi pasand agar koi insaan to bhi rishtedaari ka lihaaz kerke dhona padta hai uska bojha. Kahin ek sapna sakaar kerta huwa rishta to kahin bikhre kaanch per chalne ka naam hai rishtey.
 Jaise hote hai  hawa ke gubbare ,  ek choti si chot aur phoot jaate hai. Jo zindagi ke maidaan mein is foolte rishtey ko sahej nahi sakte , aksar hava mein ker dete hai in rishto ko.Sirf tumhari khud ki baat nahi hai, kyunki saamne bhi ek rishta hai. Janam se bane kuch rishte , kuch khud bana liye. Kisi ko bhai banaya kisi ko bahen to fir kisi ke saath guzaarni hai zindagi. Kahin apne sage nahi ho paate to kahin anjaan bhi sage ho jaate hai. kabhi kisi ki choti si baat us sui ka kaam kerti hai jo bade se bade gubbare ko fod sakti hai to kahin badi badi chot bhi gubbare ko hila nahi paati.

Kahin hai aag ki chingariya , haath jalte bhi hai khelte hai to kabhi maza bhi aata hai. Zindagi ko dilchasp banate huwe bharosemand hai yeh rishtey. Kabhi chalak jaate hai paimaane se to kahin pyaasa chod dete hai. Maksad jeene ka kuch bhi ho rishtey woh kadwi dawa hai jo zindagi mein jeene ka aina dikhate hai. Kabhi kisi safatla per jalta rishtedaar to kabhi tumhe unchayi tak pahauchata ek rishtedaar. Saja ke dekhein agar hum holi ke rang ek thaal mein , to diwali ke pathake to kabhi rang to kabhi aag hai rishta. kabhi jeene ka sahara to sahare per laata jeena ....

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Bandhan

saat phero 4 haatho aur us ek agni ko saakshi maan jo kadam badh chale amavas ki raat mein kabhi to poornima bhi dekhenge. kabhi to us aag ki chingariya mere aanchal ko jalana band karengi , soch tha ki jagmaga jayegi zindagi apni uske ek saath se , socha tha ek aur ek gyarah ho jayenge , kya pata tha ki woh ek bhi kho sa gaya. Socha tha meri rago mein daudega tera khoon,  mera khoon nikaal ke us itcha ko poora to kiya per apne tareeke se. saath jeene ki itcha prabal thi, kab usme se jeena nikal gaya samajh hi na aaya. kamzor to nahi thi mein, per kamzori ki aagosh mein kab aa gayi yeh bhi samajh nahi aaya. jab tar tar ho gayi rooh meri, aur bikhar ke reh gaya wajood mera, jab mein aaine mein khud se nazar na mila saki , to ehsaas huwa kamzori ka. kam nahi thi kisi se per kami kuch to reh gayi. kehte hai ki saare kaale kaam ratri mein hi hote hai , laazmi hai shaadiya bhi ussi prahar mein hoti hai.
mil gayi thi mujhse meri purani ek yaad , satrangi si thi, muskurati si , khilkilati huwi poochi merese , ki kyun kya ho gaya. tum to na badli , to waqt kaise badal gaya. Samjhaya usse ki zaroorat hai , theek ho jayega sab, abhi to shurat hai umar padi hai samjhane ko. yaad mera peecha hi nahi chodi ,boli ki agar zindagi ki hi hai baat to kyun hai naraaz tera saath. kya kami reh gayi thi ya sirf maatr ladki ho jaana hi mera gunah tha. Mera gunah tha bada itna ki chahti thi pehchaan apni, aur uski farmaish ki mita de hasti apni. hasti mitana aasan nahi , koshish ki meine. Koshish mein khatm ker diya ateet, bhula diye dost aur jaane diya apne kaam ko. apang ho ke reh gayi , tukdo ki mohtaaz , khaane ke nahi pyaar ke. Latchaar thi pyar ke liye , per zindagi mein jo chaiye woh milta kahan hai, kisko hai, mili sirf nafrat, gaaliya aur dande. Uth ke ek din socha ki latak jaun pankhe se, fir socha ki agni hi to thi. jab sahej na paayi riste ko to riste ko chada diya pankhe per aur nikal aayi mein aazad usse bahar.

ab emin hawa mein saas leti hoon, meri rooh wapas jud rahi hai , meri zindagi wapas aa rahi hai, dheere dheere mera aks mere mein sama raha hai. aag se ab darr nahi lagta, paani mein doobne ka dar bhi nahi, baarish mein khelti hoon aur khul ke holi khelti hoon. naye rang banati hoon ,nayi aasheyein sajati hoon , mauka lagey to naye dost bhi. ajnabiyo ko muskura ke dekhti hoon, zindagi ko kaise jeete hai seekh rahi hoon. waqt lagega thoda per jeet jaungi. is baar apne liye , bus apne liye .

chehra

muskurata  sharmata chamakte chand ki yaad dilata , raat ki kaali badri sa kaajal , gheenu ke sunhere rang sa chamakta ,uska ruhaani chehra . jitna hi dekhta hoon utna hi sochta hoon ki kuch to kahin to kaise to kuch bhi to kerke us shrishti kerta ne apni khwahish ko anjaam diya us chand ko taraashker.
 shankh jaisi aankhen jo khud ek sur mein apni dastaan bayan ker deti hai , waiz ki sab dastaan wahin ki wahin ruk jaaye , aur jin se bhi nazar mile woh nazarein fir kahin aur na jaaye , insaano mein milne wali pariyo ke nayan ki yeh adbut samaanta hai, inhe sawara nahi gaya, sajaya nahi gaya , kritrim roop se badla nahi gaya, yeh ajooba kayanat ki hi ek dein hai , yeh aankhen tumhari woh suna deti hai hazaro dastaan jo kabhi huwi hi nahi , jo shayad kabhi hongi bhi nahi , jo shayad tumhari matsya numa hontho se kabhi chalki bhi nahi hogi, woh kahani jo na ho ke bhi poori ho jaati , magar us chehre ki chakachaund mein kahin gum ho gayi. tumhare hontho se nikalne wala her ek lafz jo shahed sa meetha hai , her ek boond us shahed ki humne apne se door karti jaati hai, aur kho jaati hai humari hasti us chehre mein kahin. poochne per ki sundarta ka raaz kya hai , jawab aata to hai, per madhosh uski ada mein kabhi kaano tak pahaunch nahi paata. her ek shabd jo chalakta hai un ke muh se, kuch is tarah se rooh se milta hai jaise ek aushadh lagbhag mrit vyakti ko somras pila raha ho, kuch is tarah tera saath hai mere ki meri tar tar si jo roh thi , is prakaar theek hoti ja rahi hai ki jaise usse chikitsa ki kabhi zaroorat hi nahi. tere us chehre ke saath ek umar humne kayanat ke jannat, swarg ya abhor satya se pare le jaati hai , jo us ko dekh ke hum kehte hai ki agar hai kahin roohani shakti , jo ker sakti hai sab sahi , hai woh yahin. dekh zara aye humdum , dekh us pari ke chehre ko meri aankho ke aaine mein ... 

sikka

bikharta  machalta chalakta , toot ke fir se banta huwa , kabhi khushi mein dooba to kabhi gum mein gungunata , bister ke sirhane baithe us takiye ki tarah pichakta huwa , kabhi gaadi ke toote sheeshe se aankh mein chubta sooraj sa , to kabhi garmi mein subah ki suhani dhoop ki tarah , kabhi haath mein lagey tel samaan fisalte lamho ki tarah , to kabhi gond ki tarah jism se chipki un yaado ki tarah , paani ki tarah her sateh se milta huwa, ya holi ke rang ki tarah sabko ek rang kerta huwa , apni hi akad mein , apne hi shaurya mein , apne hi guroor mein , samman mein , adhikaar mein , ikhtiyaar mein aur sanshept mein kahiye to apne hi aks mein khelta hoon yeh sikka. kismat ka kahiye , paise ka kahiye ya aap ki aur meri takdeeer ka ... chalta hi rehta hai .
sahema huwa , mashoor hota huwa to kabhi badnaam hota huwa , kahin andheri galiyo mein lagbhag bhooji huwi kirano mein , tez roshini mein apna johar dikhata huwa , kahin duniya ki daud mein sabse balwaan , to kahin rishto ki dor mein sabse peeche , kahin zameen per rengte keede se reshm banata huwa to kahin aakash mein udte gidh se apni hasti bachata huwa , kahin toofano mein adig khada to kahin raat ke saanate mein madham si aahat mein maut ki kaaya pehna yeh sikka ... yahin reh jaata hai ... na hum mein se koi iska saga huwa , na yeh kisi ka ... 

First Salary

It is an awesome feeling to get the first salary. It represents a big leap in a person's life, and often a person buys the thing they wanted to have for long. I don't really remember how I spent my first salary (or did I really spent it). I have seen in a lot of movies when a person gives his mother , or a daughter her dad the first cheque (sounds too cheasy) , but the person receiving it is always heart filled. I would have never understood that feeling had my wife not handed over her first cheque in a new company to me. Well , at first I was confused, but then the feeling starting sinking it. I felt as if the most important person in the world. Lot of my worries, tension and professional challenges were just thwarted off with the simple expression of love from my love.
I will always cherish the first salary , and not laugh on those cheasy things (or try not to ) .

Secular India

Secular India is a misnomer.  Don't get me wrong here, India is very secular. She has a very high tolerance towards each and every religion on Earth. She ignores the offensive remarks, acts and actions of each and every religion that is thrown upon at her. She does not punish those who hurt her northern borders, or those who try to kill people in Taj, neither does she punish those who are repeat offenders. She has seen the world a lot more than we can possibly fathom, she is tolerant. A part of her was taken away from her in year 1947, but she did not lose any sympathy for the loss. She still ignores the constant wars and harassment of what was once her part keeps on posing towards her. She is happy with the thought that the people who reside here are secular. Not only that , the people with the minorities are protected and have liberal views.
India has been a real motivation for most of the countries, or could have been. The constant communal crashes, politics on religion and caste, demographic separation between various parts based out of religion are just a slap on the face of the great concept. Here in this country there is a big tolerance , and the tolerance limit of the country will soon exceed the limit the country has.
Let me give you a better example for the same , being secular for Hindu today is like being in General class. You give exams like anyone else would, but you will not get a seat in a college / institution or a job if there is a "reservation" class waiting for the same seat. That is justified in eyes of constitution since they have an attached "reserved" surname. Most of the times , these reservations are phoney and fake, and people come out of well to do families, but the interests of general class is gutted. Same is the situation with "Secular" India. The general "Hindu" class should tolerate all the atrocities , terrorist attacks and every other possible attack on the temples, without the expectation of them retaliating back. A non Hindu leader death can result in huge rallies, and people saying anything against it be Non Secular and subject to Law , but same treatment when done to a Hindu leader is condemned. Is this the Secular India .
Secular India is tolerance of all religions among each other, which often gets translated as tolerance of hindus against all other. That should not be the case. If Hindus are majority in India, then why is it that most of attacks are on them. How is it then Hindu population in J&K dropped by over 90% . If there are regions in which other religions dominate , be it muslim , christian , Jew , Parsi , or combination of them, then Hindus should enjoy same rights as minorities do in other regions.
It is very political , these are my thoughts on Secular India. I am not justifying terror, or domination of any religion , but my personal opinion as a Hindu living in so called "Secular India". My voice is a little concerned  since I belong to a generation which still has a tolerance to injustice. The next generation is possibly a Zero Tolerance Zone. It will be hard to contain the sentiments of general "Hindu" next time around.
I pray and hope India remains secular, and people of other religion to respect what we respect as well. I sincerely hope people show tolerance towards the leaders of Hindu religion as they expect for their leaders.  I am afraid of the day when the Secular India wakes up to the injustice and takes the justice by force. The day will be a sad day for world when the world sees largest secular democracy waking up from the deep sleep of ignorance, roaring like a lion and setting the justice in place. The reform is long due and soon expected.

Zindagi

kabhi khawab mein udne ki ,
kabhi chalte huwe rukne ki ,
kabhi rukte rukte jeene ki ,
kabhi jeete huwe kuch kerne ki ,
kabhi kuch kerte huwe badalne ki ,
kabhi badalte badalte ruk jaane ki,
fir ruke huwe kadamo ko himmat dene ki,
fir himmat ko parr deke udne ki ,
fir udte huwe is duniya ko dekne ki ,
kabhi fir dekhte huwe usse pehchaan lene ki ,
fir usse pehchaan ke baat kerne ki ,
fir baat kerke ussi ada se mil jaane ki ,
fir mil ke kaynaat tak saath chalne ki ,
saath fir jeene marne ki kasamein khane ki ,
khayi huwi inhi kasamo ko nibha dene ki ,
ada aur zid ka naam hai zindagi

ladkhadate huwe ...

ladkhadate huwe pichle chand kuch dino mein samajh aaya ki dard ka nasha bhi ajeeb hai, tapakte zare zare se  jo dard ki aawaz nikalti hai uska apna ek svar hai , ek alag bhaasha hai , ek alag zid hai ... na theek hone ki, na jaane ki , na hilne aur na sunne ki. Apni hi is jism se ek pratiyogita hai jeetne ki , usko uski charam seema tak le jaane ki aur fir wahan se aur aagey , kab tak chalega aur kahan tak  saath dega. Shaheer nashwar hai aatma nahi, per kya aatma is shaheer se woh kerwa sakti hai jo iske charam ko bhi sharminda ker de. kya aisi hai shakti is rooh mein ki is samajh ke pare le chale tumhe aur kuch humne . himmat ko parinde ke parr dene wala bhi yeh mashtihk hai aur un parro ko kaatne wala bhi, ussi be-lagaam ghode ki tarah jiska ek chhor humari rooh mein to doorsa  humare dil mein basa hai.ab nahi ruka jaata , ab nahi saha jayega ... haddein sab tootengi , manzilo ki parwah kisse hai , badalti rehti hai woh , aur rahengi badalti bhi , manzilo ki parwah kerne wale manzilo per hi atak ke reh jaate hai , chalne wale chalte rehte hai ... ruko bhi to araaam ke liye per sone ki aadat na daalo , likh ke rakho aakash ka khayaal apne kadamo per ... mil jayenge bhagwan bhi chalte chalte ....

ek aur soch

choti choti baato mein badi badi khushiya talaashne wale hum .... kahan gum hai aajkal tanhayi ki raaho mein  .. kya sachi mein lagti hai nazar logo ki , kya sach mein aashiyana bikhar jaata hai ... humne kya tha ilm ki toote dil se bhi zyada dard choor-choor huwe sapno mein hota hai ... kyun kehti hai vishwas-ghaat ko sabse bada prahaar ... kabhi samajh mein aaya nahi ki kya hti galti raavan ki , jab kaati gayi thi shoorpnakha ke kaan naak , kyun galat the kaurav jab ki galat thi draupadi bhi parihas kerne mein  ... kahan hai samaj , kahan hai vishwaas , kahan hai sachayi ...
choor huwe kuch khwabo mein tasveer thi us kal ki ,jinke tasveero ki parikalpana maatr mere ahankar ki seemayein is nashwar dhara ke pare us aseemit gagan mein mila deti hai ... ab taaro jaise dikhte tim-timate kaanch per chal paane ki himmat jutane ki koshish ... is koshish mein tapakte us lahoo ke nishaan chod deti hai rasta shikari ke liye ...kismet ke khel bhi ajeeb hai , waqt ke sitam bhi haseen hai , dosto ke jurm bhi sangeen hai ,  khafa hai aandhiya samay ki aaj to kya , nikal aaye to kal ki baharein bhi humari hongi , dosti barkarar rahengi aur waqt khush miszaaz hoga ...
yaadein umar se badi hai , aur talaash us lamhe ki guzre waqt mein jis ek pal ke badle hum badal denge apni poori zindagi .. kahin to milegi kabhi to milegi kaise to milegi ... per milegi kya us pal ki nishaani ... ulte chalte paanv mein aur band aankho mein jab tak parda hai tab tak ki duniya ka ras hai , jaise hi uthta hai parda aur sachayi aati hai saamne logo ki ... pathar ho jaata hai mom-dil, pighal jaati hai nigahein aur band ho jaate hai raaste. manzil dikh to jaati hai per choone ki aarzo mein guzar jaate hai ...

India Calling ...

I have been so much of an Indian , that I forget I have not visited India for ages now. Last time I was in India ,  I was a bachelor, weighed 40 pounds less , understood Celcius ( and not F ) , and 100 F was only when I had fever , drove Right hand , and was used to cows on the roads, never followed traffic signals, lanes were never visible, and shouting and howling were a part of life. Nothing much as changed since, I now have someone who will be with me forever ,to be with those will be forever for us. Last time I was in India, I had no clue about stock market, have nothing saved, was a new bee in industry, followed cricket all over the world, discussed F1 , kept in touch , fell in love over times , Fed-ex was a force to reckon with, Nadal was still to defeat Fed-ex, Sachin was nowhere close to 100 centuries, Monty was future of English Cricket and I was still waiting for my future to take off. I am still waiting for it.
A changed person now does not remember cricket , but another insane thing as stock market, one who monitors his servers more than the run scored, watches the gold as much as pennies remaining, boasts of a life which has a 50% shareholder in it, and imagines it to improve over time and ages.  This time it has been a while, and its been a long time. Iam not sure if I am prepared for it, but there is really no excitement other than my sister's wedding.
I hope this India wedding trip makes everyone happy, and happier in their lives (touchwood)

Difficult Times

How easy is it for us to be happy and same at the same time. How easy it is to forget the past relationship and how difficult is it to get out of it on the mention of the same. Well , last month or so have been lots of fun , and this is probably the fifth time I had a group with which I did have lots of fun. Rhythm and Anand , we still rock , even though it has been 3 years since we last met , but we will re-join some day. Sameer and Fateh comes in second close and remaining comes after.
Well, this all started with Nandi Hills. The wonderful climate, the chilling morning dew , and above all the company of a friend. We really rocked that day. It was sort of fun. And it was cool too. What followed the next week was a trip to Palace Grounds for Sukhwinder Singh concert , and there were 9 girls and 2 guys. Well , pleasing it was as it might sound , but it took a lot of effort for 2 security guards protecting a treasure. Though sure about two gals , were really particular about a Friend and Namita. Neha was in her own stride ,and it really did matter was she would give a stare or two and come back in the group, sooner or later. It was fun to be in this group after a long time. Probably it came closer to training batch DJ nights.
The way back home was still more happening , where Ashu was drilled in the bus and it went on for a long time.
The following week was Ajit’s night. And invitees were Me and Himanshu, but it was decided other can just push in. Most of them were ready , and we decided to move. But to get a TT to Whitefield was not possible that day. It was virtually impossible to arrange a vehicle for the girls , and it was suggested they can come on their own, and then MS would arrange them to get back. But as I read between the lines , it will again not be possible. So I decided to have a work around . We went to places , after no TT in BTM, went to Madivala. And with all the possible bargains , settled for a Qualis and Indica, sufficient in capacity to carry 13 people , and just 100 bucks more than TT. The group will possibly be divided , but still girls can go and come back comfortably. Why is it I am pestering so much , because safety also happens to be one of the reasons. If there is some mishap then we have to be answerable. So lets spend sometime to draw out a plan, and absence of Soumya was a big worry. She is one of those who would carry the girls well, keeping in mind small things which generally girls would overlook. Well that  was also fun, and we danced to tunes of KK , and also had a hearty dinner. Its another matter we had to prepare dinner for Himanshu as he was busy dancing he didn’t have the time to have the dinner.
Next week was a

Palace Grounds...

Ever heard of Palace Grounds bangalore. After this possibly you will start having a good knowledge of wonderful experience i am going to share with all of you. Though the first part is basically two-third strength of chamatkaari guys , still lets start.

So it starts with Soumya that free tickets are available for Sukhwinder Singh's night in Bangalore , and if we can join. And outing and i say No ... no way. So it was decided we will be going in for sukhwinfer night on 4th Oct. I have attended a similar concert by same person in DU , so was excited and wanted to stand close to speakers to enjoy to the max. So we decided to have a blast. Himanshu was sure and so was Ajit. But it came to knowledge , there are a few friends of Soumya also joining us in the palace grounds. So we had divided the passes amongst ourselves. Ever since i came and met these two @#@#@@ guys , i really never thought about other friends of mine in bangalore, which are abundant every here and there. We 3 make a GANG , a fun frolic one , which shines most with all three coming together. So it was decided that we will start for palace grounds at 5 PM , and possibly will have a few friends on bikes. But then it came to knowledge that she will be joining her PG friends. Palace grounds is not near , then i asked if we want a cab for her firends to go safely. I purely had no intentions of joining her friends, and just wanted them to just be safe. For there will be many girls all alone. Possibly we will join Soumya but we still were not sure , as Ajit was preparing for one MS nite , the following week. 

I was informed TT would cost 2400 for the trip of 8 hours , and feasible analysis said it might just not work out. But i wanted to be sure , so i went to a few shops and agents. All said 2300 + driver fees. But then i knew one local guy , Pradeep who arranged one TT for us. It was indeed a favor from him in return of one help i did 2 years ago. Good deeds dont die down.

Now i informed Soumya , and we were ready. 4th Oct was going to be a big day. More than having fun with girls was security concern. someone said it correctly that , with more number of girls you are turned into security guards. 

Well , finally i leaked out secret that all girls are coming in black , so we all will also come in the same code. Dress Code ... Black . Little we had knowledge , what the full code meant. 

Then we informed Soumya and the concert is well on the way, and major tension of coming back from there is solved. I had not known any girl other than Dheera by then. First came , then second , and then in no time entire bus was filled. So it took some time to break the ice. Names of all the girls came 30 min into the journey , but one thing was sure. All girls had black polished nails other than Ashu , who was rule breaker. There were shouts for us to stop the TT for the girls to buy the nail polish. In a city like Bangalore , stopping a TT in front of Forum would mean a big taffic jam behind you, and so we decided to continue. I didnt know how it was , but to just bark in front of an audience dominated by girls , who really dont know you , and your time going in to make them comfortable was not easy. But then Himanshu raised demand on my behalf for introduction. After first round of introduction , what max i remembered were Pinky , A friend and Princey. Though i was not sure who is poochi and who is princey. I had a very faint sight of Namita and Neha was one who looked most unintersted in my futile attempts, Ashu tried some heroism and some comments which brought cheers ... but still it was me and Himanshu trying to get all smiles together. 

We finally reached and parked the vehicle. What started was first round of eating, few decided 

Mysore Trip

Trip Date : 26-10-2008

Proposed Trip Time : 6 AM - 5 PM

Total Members : 8

Partners in Crime : A Friend, Neha Gupta , Soumya, Deepak , Neha Jain , Himanshu, Ajit , Princy

Vehicle Planned to be Used: A Tata Sumo. 

Actual Vehicle Delivered : A Qualis with wonderful system

Flashback To Crime Scene ... 

Time : 130 AM 

The phone is ringing. "Haan bhai , kaisa hai", I said as I heard Ajit on call. 

" Hope no plans for weekend. Want to rest." said Ajit. 

"Yes , no big plans , just to Mysore. Onboard at 6 AM.", and he started laughing wickedly. 

"You not kidding , I am going to kill you", was followed by a long stream of single rolled in abuses. "Come on. Think of me, I get tired.". 

"Its fine , you don’t want to come along , I am gonna cancel this thing. I am also not going in then., or we postpone it to Sunday." 

Ok fine ! its 2 AM now , sleep a few hours before we get ready." Ajit nearly scream. 

Time : 4 AM 

Knock knock ... Blast . Two roaring laughter, and I cover my face with the bed sheet. I want to sleep a bit more, but with trio at home , this has been a thing of rarity. Repeated pleading and little carelessness on part of Ajit and Himanshu gave me a heavenly sleep of 30 more minutes. 

"Get up . You want to leave by 6 AM , so get ready", mocked Himanshu.

"Get a sleep man. I died down at 330 AM only. it’s hardly 90 minutes I have slept", I was frustrated. 

"Haan bhai , I gave you permission to sleep at 2 , what the hell were you doing till this time. Chalo , time to get up". And then we started talking about the day that went by. The hectic client call , and the demo completed, at last minute. It has been 2 days in office, and this week I clocked 70 hours in 5 days ... 

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Time: 6 AM 

Members Present: Ajit Himanshu Deepak 

who is going to bath first. Hey Himanshu you go bhai. I and Ajit will have a cup of tea, first. 

Ajit smiled and Himanshu retalitated, and so we had a nice ginger tea, i taking honours to make one. Finally pushing Himanshu , and getting all ready. Its 630 , and we are still fighting over the clothes to wear. 

Time : 7 AM

So here we are ready, and with only one of us getting ready. Deepak has always been a reason for others to be late. He would be ready and raring to go. Another 20 minutes, and Deepak goes up to driver.

"Haan bhaiya , where are you planning to take us", asked Deepak. Ajit and Himanshu still getting ready. "I think , we are going to Hogennakal Falls". said driver. Deepak looks at the number plate , and says, no. We have to go somewhere in Karnataka , as you have brought a yellow number plate. The driver proposed many names, and still undecided, Ajit and Himanshu came out. 

After a brief conversation , Mysore was place decided. With silky smooth roads, it was decided to have a go at the destination, Mysore. It has been the same place a few months ago, in which Deepak has met with the bike accident at very high speeds. But then times have changed and we are ready to go for party. 

Time: 800 AM 

Delay: Only 2 hours 

As all others got into groove, the road to bangalore mysore highway is a peculiar maze. Around an hour drive and we were on a spot , the same where we had lost the way. And i shouted out ... Hey we gonna stop here. And asked the driver to stop.

As they all were out , i pointed out to the T point where me , AJ and Himanshu nearly crossed the limit. There was then a fencing , and as usual , three of us sat to have a pic. After successful persuasion A friend took the pic. But then Neha Gupta tried to do the heroics and climb the fence. She nearly broke her leg bone, Somu was successful , but i dont know if all sat. 

The trip was then overtaken by the joys of the day. Sun rose sharply and threatened to spoil the mood, but was not to. It took us around 30 minutes to get going. ( the details of emotional turmoil in this trip are out of scope of this blog post. Wait for Golden Fields for those details). 

So here in the middle of the ride, permutation and combinations of sittings galore. we three were not permitted to sit together for a havoc and hell we created. It has been real tough times for someone to adjust to the down to street cheap jokes cracked and songs sung. So First seat was Himanshu and Somu. Second was Ajit , Neha Jain and Princy. and then remaining in the last. suddenly remembering no one has brought the money, and it was fun to look out for ATMs on the highway. This time around , we were not looking for the Petrol bunks but the ATMs. There has been strong liking for Petrol bunks many times, sometimes for Gasoline , or otherwise. 

Try it !!!!

When was the last time you broke apart your inhibitions and tried something new. Like singing in public, learn dancing , pick up a music record, read a book , shout at someone , keep quiet for a day , eat lots of noodles .... dont shy away from chocolates as to hit the gym relentlessly daily ..... there are so many things which are abundant , and we end up packing ourselves to the small portion of the world of same boring routine. Its good to have a discipline, but change is the way of life. While being in same schedule try something different , something new, something which no one other than you will have eyes set on ... a different person. Don't stop thinking you will fail or not complete it, at least give it a try. You will be pleasantly surprised to see how wonderfully it works in your favor to make you strong , powerful and radiates your inner self with the luminosity of a thousand sun. But none of it is going out of the window , but straight in the trash can unless you just try it. So dont think too much, get the first thing that comes in your mind , and just Try it ....