Funny thing about destiny..

From many discussions that i have i have observed that a few beilieve that our destiny is what makes us drive while a lucky few believe that they forge their own. I am still undecided on my stand,as new incidents continue crushing my older beliefs n plant newer roots. But here's a funny thing of the big brother..

"Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans." - John Lennont

You can have all the courage and spirit you want to forge your life, but as said above, life does have some plans for you. <<<...... BALAAAAANNNNNKKKK.......>>>

grrrr. this has happened again... every fuckin time try writing a post, this is wat happens. A interesting thought ccrosses my brain, i reach till its midway, n then buzzzzzzz, the mind suddenly goes blank, offering no words, no interesting musings...no nothiung... THis has happened couple of times before, and i never get to end of a post.Finally i end up deleting wat could have been a good post(or so i claim).

But not today, today i decide 2 things...

1. I will write as if i am writing with a pen on a paper and no scribbling is allowed. SO i am not allowed to delete a single sentnece once it has made its way to the screen, no matter how trashy it might be.

and....

2.I WILL complete the post ,no-matter-wat. may be that will break the jinx.

<<<>>>....rufffffff....thts the second timee....

I will just thank a couple of blog frnds and sign off now....

1. Nikhil Daphale - For, saying "Dude, why dont u write these days... I liked reading your posts ...", the last time i went to college....Man u really helped me to complete my post.... :)

2. The Brahmin in Boston - THis morning was spent catching up with you, reading your posts. They really tuned with the songs in my headphones, n now a bit sedated against whats been and continue being a long week. :)

My Perfect Sunday...

"Saala haraami, halkat, .., ..... ,....."

3 hrs before the annual friendship day, i was absorbing these words from some of my oldest school friends...actually i had been hearing them for quite a couple of days...

The reason??? I had opted to spend the D-Sunday to chill out with my family at my dad's picnic...it wasn't intentional, rather a pure misunderstanding.....I was under the illusion that a private, though office, picnic was supposed to e scheduled on Saturday, so that the people get Sunday to rest and then proceed with their chores from Mondays...guess i was wrong....

The abutting week had been a fantastic one... one friend of mine had a grand plan and we had cooked up a real surprise for our group...the preparations had taken almost a week and we planned to dish it out on the obvious day...plans were made but i screwed them...

School friends....it was decided that we continue the friendship day tradition by visiting a distant place( u can say a temple )at the crack of dawn...and then schedule our meeting with the other school friends in the evening....as we do every year....plans were made but i screwed them again....

The Sunday night was to be a nite out with friends again...but fact that i didnt know when exactly would i return, made me decide to drop off the plan..screwed, screwed time n again...

Or did i???

I hear it time and again that life isn't exactly what you plan it to be...it has surprises for us too...some grey many good...i had my quota of nice surprises the other day.....

Saturday Evening, the surprise party was quickly arranged for at a distant mall....had tonnes of fun...the fact that 'surprise' had remained 'surprise' was the greatest surprise of the time...well Saturday evening...with close friends....at a cool place where you are calling the cards for the big surprise...well i couldn't ask for more....

I was invited at nite out with the school buddies on saturday which i obviously couldn't opt for due to my next day schedule..but from what was calculated at first stroke of Sunday, i could certainly have my little morning outing with friends to the place we were planning...next day i was up at 515(gosh, i had forgot the feeling of getting up than early post my exams...)and till 6 was off to the place...

i was back by 8 am...8:45 departing with my parents for the scheduled picnic....a decent resort in the rainy Karjat region...a nice rain dance with an awesome sensible DJ playing your favourite tunes...swimming pool, sports, a pathetic magic show, luscious murgi in the heavy rains, House game which you never seem to have a luck for n other few games...well to call in an exaggerated expression, it rocked big time...

we were returning back home sooner than i thought....though we had to take a few stops for an early dinner n so....but free chicken treat and that i was able to reach my place before the estimated time, it didn't really matter... nonetheless i was able to keep up with my friends plan at restaurant at night...935 was back from picnic 945 was laughing besides my friends....checked!!!

with the night growing n that we had girls in the group too, we had to break up the party at 1030...but the story doesn't end there..1030 i was home, 1045 i had another friend bellowing the horn of the car he was driving to pick me up at my home...n again i was off for the nite out which again was obviously dhamaal....

The surprise i threw my friends the Saturday eve, was the printing of shirts with our group name...thing they were unsuccessfully planning for over 2 years...thing that was completed in less than a week in the strictest secrecy..its a simple black T-shirt with sum funky design in front n the back bearing "Keep Rocking, Keep Managing"...

well what a fine example to put...

In the defence of my client: "The Arranged Marriage Theory"

This post is in accordance to one of the posts i read on my friend's blog....call it a solution...call it a counter post..call it anything....doesnt matter really...
The situation goes like this...

The frnd and one of her collegues are in an argument over the Indian concept of arranged marriage....the collegue being of foriegn nationality cant digest the very concept of arranged marriage....as to why people marry some unknown guys altogether,,,someone they dont love..worse in some cases some one they dont like at all....wat if in some point of life u find some good looking countergender n begin to fall for him....how n most importantly why shld u restrict urself against him for sum unknown stranger u hav married....the argument seems ace.. unarguable right?? well, not really....

And in the defence of my client I say....
Ever been to any hill station???esp in winter???wat do u see?? u see nothing....the fog of the winter, is beautiful...soothing...pleasent nevertheless blinds u...'falling ' in love is the same..initial phases of relationship are fogged with the winds of lust..u find the fog excititng but it abides u from seeing the bigger picture.....under the influence of the fog u take your steps wherver they they may lead to...when the fog resides, its then tht u r able to see the whole picture...u know if have gone horribly wrong(90% cases) or tht u have found someone for life(still the rest 10% arnt sure of tht)....the fog might take months or even years to precipitate but sumday it does n its tht time tht really matters...

Arranged marriages...i defend the only marriages which are decided on basis of astrological charts....are exactly the opposite....with astrology as its right wing, knows exactly wat will happen after the lust takes the back tier...will the horizon be still beautiful....will it last till end??it knows it all..its a science tht matches the stars.....accept it or not...astrology is a science n no matter how much u say stars have got nothing to do with ur life n ur life is independent of them..these guys, they silently rule ur world...

Arranged marriages asks these big bosses where the couples life will exactly lead themselves to....they make sure tht though u r strangers in this phase, u ll like each other in the next and probably love in the one next to tht...they wont help u suppress the bickers but will make sure u ll still hold each others hands after u r done with them...tht ur mental frequency matches...ur thoughts n habits counterpart the others...as said by Miss Linda Goodman for the cappy's....it may not fly u to Paris in the spring of love but it may take you to see the Taj Mahal by moonlight forty or fifty years later...i hope u get my point...

In the contrast,Western world has always banked on chances while the eastern esp India has relied on security....its in our genes.....take it love, economy...education(the field where westerns are free to pursuit anything while Indians have to go b a path chosen,well mostly)...anythng at all...when its good its cool....but when it goes wrong, its a disaster(a.k.a. recession)...while for us its an insurance, insurance against a rainy day, insurance against loneliness and insurance against the blows of a sordid, ugly world(Miss Goodman's words again)...a pair may not be made but surely jugded by the heavens...
Hence even if i dont turn away my head from the love marriages, i firm my stand over arranged ones...

And as i review my post.....there's only one song i can think of one song.... Carnival of Rust...

Come feed the rain
Cos I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust
Yeah feed the rain
Cos without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust.....

Another exceptionally good song...

This is an awesome song from one of my favourite bands.... the songs of this band depict the fusion of two virtually unrelated feelings... heartache for the better half and the concern for the humanity...nevertheless the theme hypnotizes me....thts y its got to be on my blog ;)....

I'd stay the hand of god, but the war is on your lips
How can I brace myself for razor blades on whips
When everything with meaning is shattered, broken, screaming
And I'm lost inside this darkness and I fear I won't survive

I could pray and trick with a double tongue, but the only fool here's me
I choose the way to go, but the road won't set me free
Cos I wish you'd see me, baby, save me, I'm going crazy
Tryin' to keep us real, keep us alive

This day will die tonight and there ain't no exception
We shouldn't wait for nothing to wait for
Love me in this fable, babe, my heart is in your hand
Our time is waiting right outside your door
And maybe tomorrow is a better day

I do not deal the cards and I play a lousy hand
I celebrate no victories and my promises are sand
Against all this I contrast you, when all is lost the war is through
Hey angel, dare the winds now we can fly

This day will die tonight and there ain't no exception
Why should I wait for nothing to wait for
Let me love you in this fable, hold your heart in my hand
Our time is waiting right outside your door
And maybe tomorrow is a better day

This day will die tonight and there ain't no exception
Why should I wait for nothing to wait for
I won't cry for my solitude, lay my head and dream of you
And hope that you'll come knocking on my door
And maybe tomorrow is a better day
I know tomorrow is a better day.....

Guys, Lets go Fishing this evening....(keep the ladies at home)..

This Post is in accordance to the popular public demand...guys read on....gals wait for my next post....

This post is a typical guide for the new fishermen who have just entered the waters...are anxious...are scared of what they might catch...so was i couple years back....n then there was no one to guide me....no one to teach me the basics....but i learned by experience...to put my findings in the best possible way, the closest relationship i found was comparing X chromosome to fishes.....so my dear fellow freshmen...sit around for i describe to u the various types of fish found in the Indian seas....

Bombay Duck:
Most abundant in sea.....easy to catch..'literally cheap'...tastes good....loves u for ur money...typical flirt....easy to eat n swallow....not harmful at all....but be a lill careless n u never know...u might run around with a fish bone pricking ur throat...

Tuna:
Tunas are fast swimmers, are warm-blooded...they dont have time to look at themselves...their time table consists of study...class....coll...family...thts it...u will generally find them behind large specks poring over books or trying to learn sumthng new....good for long term....but avoid if u like to play with ur food before u eat...

Grouper fish:
A typical KG....always roams around in groups....one or the other...genrally bony or to say improportionate in some or the other way...found in all types of sea.....typical fakers... tasteless to say the least...

Pomfret: White/silvery, handsome fish, comes pretty expensive....she is picky..knows her priorities...she will dress up well....classy trendy looks...possibly an allrounder....found in abundance but only in coastal areas....tough to win, tougher to maintain...

Mackerel:
these are the typical upclass kinds of fishes u can catch....they try to keep up with the 'shortest' trends..a good google search would easily provide u with following info:
Hot smoked mackerel has a firm flesh and is tasty and nutritious, smoked for added flavour, this is a treat for the tastebuds! Hot smoked mackerel is ideal served with a salad for a quick, tasty, healthy meal...
i guess u get my point here...catch this fish at your own risk...bcoz u never know who pounces on to share ur fish from the dish...

Sea Bass:
The sea bass is the ultimate catch..she is nationally or internationally famous. Sea Bass is a highly prized catch....a trophie gf to have....not within the reach of general fishermen... provide a great taste plus appetite...but ofcourse come verrryyyy expensive....

Oyster:
Need less to say...the best kind of fish u can catch...u know her importance right frm the start.....verrrry rare....comes in a hard shell...bitterly protected from outside world...but when u find her....hold her in ur hands...hold her tight ..n preserve her for life....its ur dream catch...

sooo...stop wasting itme n decide for urself exactly wht type of fish u need....n when u do find it KINDLY MOVE OUT n leave the remaining fish for rest of the fishermen...

A Bogie Derails...

Today's Newspaper read..."A bogie derails over a stolen manhole cover"..... 'Bogie derails'.... reminds me of something....

It was my first campus call...Accenture...off campus..Pillai college....open for students of all categories.. I was pretty excited n nervous ofcourse....like everyone i too wanted to score in my verrry first campus..not tht i longed for it....it was a IT company n m frm Mechanical n i dont want to switch sides....just tht I will have sumthng in hand in case my decision changes...plus lill bit of vatt in coll..."Haila iska Accenture main Placement ho gaya"...hehe..

We got off at sum station i dont remember which.... I was with a few frnds...I asked them "Abbe rassta pata hai kya coll ka....poochle kisi ko to..(Do u know the road to the coll....ask someone..) but I soon found it quite unnecessary.... the train i was in consisted of 80% of students tht wer headed the same destination...the brain started clicking....

We followed a group who we guess wer grp with same purpose..we crossed the bridge, got off the station walked a curved path n its then tht i stopped conversing with frnds n looked up...what i saw ahead made me think, alot...

It was a winding road ahead...kucha road....covered on both sides with half grown grass...road made a formation of bigg S if u can imagine... n every cm of the pathway was occupied with a student heading for the same destination....same pathway tht i was following...

I knew my dreams would be shattered if i joined tht line...shattered even before they wer created....Ii would be doing same mundane work....get into an company..slog my ass for few years....get promotion...get married..have kids n so on....wish tht every one wished...work tht everyone worked on already.. live a life tht everyone lives n 'enjoys'...

It reminded me the song frm Pink Floyd..."We dont need no Education".....the video was ditto......a linnnne of human as raw materials entering a process industry n vommited out as finished packages....I found my self entering the same process industry....I was the bogie of the train tht was driven by the same engine tht drived every other bogie.....

Tht moment i thought...tht moment i made up my mind.....tht moment a 'Bogie' derailed!!!!

Just For Laughter Gags...

This is an ekdumm virginal(read original) thought tht came in to my mind whilst talking to a good frnd the other day....

If someone is to get married, say some Patil guy... as the tradition goes...bride has to change her name in the mandap... so here's the plan.....the new names shld go like this...
bride name = How
Bridegroom name = Manage...
so after marriage bride will be called.... "How Manage Patil"....hehehaha
wats more in the store...
wat if they name their frst child....'somehow'....
his complete name will be...
"Somehow Manage Patil"
hahahaaahaahaha