Tuesday, July 10, 2012

The Truth!

All my life, I sought the truth.
No beautiful lies,
only and simply the truth.
But when the moment came,
it was some way, that I couldn't face it
some way, that no matter how hard I tried,
couldn't brace it.
Some way that the whole life now seemed wasted.
The journey would bring me such dilemma,
never thought so.
Wrecked and ruined, standing at the crossroads,
now where do I go?

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

I Saw The Sky

I saw the sky today.
It was dark, with a storm looming.
Shades of gray everywhere, couldn't get any more gloomy.
The wind whizzed hard,
louder the clouds thundered.
Could it get any worse,
I wondered.
And that's when somewhere far, I looked on the other side.
As clear as it could get,
it was a perfect picturesque blue sky in the sight.
Didn't take long to realize,
After all, that's how is life!

Friday, May 18, 2012

We, the Engineers

We, the Engineers...can do anything
by knowing absolutely nothing...
can append 3 extra sheets,
based on knowledge of a 3 word something...
a wire here, a line code there,
and on sheet, the picturesque Black Blue bluffing...
All by our choice, and when the competitive mirror shows the true picture,
we just revert back to "Ah...see told ya, in here (Engineering),
the future's nothing....!
Now MBA's the way we'll go....
Open up that buck trunk, so...
If we can spend 4 years doing nothing...
with still an EIGHTY something to show...
then we already are a Management genius
Just a degree, and we'll be certified Ingenious..
And so, life will go on....
but in the end, we may end being "Something"...
when others see us...
But one glimpse inside..
And we'll still be that same Engineer-cum-Mr MBA,
knowing absolutely nothing....

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Politics-As I see It

There's something about this Exam Time. The Time, and perhaps the only time when I find myself in awkwardly perfect sync with others, doing what is expected of me- Studying, or Trying To Study, you could say. Anyhow, it's really been a gruelling week, of sleepless nights, of 60 minutes humiliation each day, of those added minutes of after- exam- misery and daily dosage of dreaded, stacked books' sight. But the good thing is, it's over now, with me back at my Window and my life, back on track or off-track.Whatever!

Now since these college course anthologies didn't leave me with any time to perform my routinely rituals, like reading newspaper, it's been a more than a week that I went past the first page. But you know me. I'm not that kind of guy who lets go so easily. So here in front of me, is a neatly created stack of dailies till date. The original plan was to go through all of them today, but this interesting piece of news caught my eye, and as a result, here I am instead, at the Window. Anyways, just check out this video:-

Wait! Don't gasp just yet. Here's the second part of the story.Check this out:-

Honestly, my first reaction to this video was- WTF! And I'm pretty sure that you must've echoed the same thing infinite times till now. Unbelievable stuff really!

The second clip actually is more interesting. And as I was watching this, I tried to imagine the conversation between the Jail Superintendent [JSP] and Bibi Jagir Kaur [BJK]. What would it have been like? Maybe something like this:-
[Caution: For best results, read with that punjabi accent]

JSP:- Satshriakaal Biji. Ji aaya nu.
BJK:-Satshriakaal puttar.
JSP:- Tussi takleef kyun kitti, main hi aa jaanda.
BJK:-Takleef kadi! aapna hi kar hai.
JSP:- Eh vi theek gal hai. Biji, tuhaadi booking 5 star cell vich hai. Ac, Tv te music system sab hega.             Swere 4 baje Gurbaani vi chaaldi hai.
BJK:-Oh te theek hai par mainu ik phone vi chaida hai.
JSP:- Tussi tension na lo Biji. Aapna hi kar hai.

And she ain't the first one. Just ask A. Raja, Kalmadi, Kanimozhi.  For them, its Déjà vu, something like "Been there, Done that". So apparently, here in India, our political heroes, however tainted, are still our jail-houses' heroes. I wonder why. But don't you bother wasting your time, looking for an answer.Chances are, you'll end up like this. I surely did.

As it seems, our political honchos lead a pretty enviable life which brings me to my next point.
When we were small, our parents, teachers used to ask this question:-
"What do you want to become kid ?"
As far as I can remember, there used to be more answers than the total strength combined. But some common answers included:-

1. Scientists

C'mon don't look that surprised. After all, those geeky men with big glasses, wearing long overcoats, holding test-tubes with sparkling waters seemed no less than heroes at that time.

2. Doctors

This was one of the most common answers.I guess respect was one of the reason as with the designation of Doctor, the title of SAAB is automatically appended. Also this answer went well with I want to help my countrymen thing.

3. Astronauts

With a photo of Kalpana Chawla on the cover of the science book and Neil Armstrong as the idol, space looked as an incredible place to be.

4. Lawyers

 Again that respect thingy. "Wakeel saheb" sounded pretty cool back then, still does actually.

But no one ever mentioned Politics. Never. Closest ever that came was civil services, but not politics.I guess, the reason is that it's always been considered a swampy ground where once you enter, are destined to drown. And we on our part, have never really gone beyond that. Okay so let me give you an insight to the life in the place called POLITICS.

  • No Qualification? Don't worry.They don't need much.Metric pass would do just fine.What? Not a metric  pass? Don't worry, 6th pass is also enough.What? Don't tell me you couldn't even pass the 6th standard.Okay okay, know how to read and write? Good!Come aboard.
  • What? Afraid of the Parliament? Oh c'mon! This is no United Nations meet that you have to actually stay awake the whole time argumenting.This is THE PARLIAMENT, THE INDIAN PARLIAMENT for God's sake. Here you could sleep, eat, watch porn and do anything. By anything, I mean ANYTHING AT ALL. When Feeling bored, you could even get away with a Samba dance in the middle of the session. Relieved? Thought so.
  • Now what? Criminal Case?  So you're telling me that Supreme Court has acquitted you and now you are afraid that your life is ruined? Take it as a badge of honour my friend and do one thing. Take out your Ferrari and go and visit a shrine, temple or gurudwara to thank God, for your life is set now.There'll never be a better time for this, if you ask me.
  • Still not satisfied? Then its time to act. Oh don't you worry. Even a nursery level acting will come up good here.All you have to do is, hold your stomach and start shouting--SAVE ME, SAVE ME! There's gonna be some chaos.But when that chaos has subsided, you will find yourself in a 7 -star hospital room, sipping neembu pani and watching some saas-bahu soap on that 40 inches LED PLASMA screen. Happy?Phew!
  • Now the probability of this occurring is as good as the probability of the Indian Football team winning the FIFA World Cup, still if you are bored of that LED screen and missing that hula lala dance, then don't worry. Just release a press statement that you care for this country, and thus want to participate in the whatever the PARLIAMENT does. You'll never have a better shot.at glory.The next day headline will surely be something like this:-

          Now what do you say? Well I can see those lit up eyes.

So you must have realized by now that a truly happy life lies in that swamp.There's heaven beneath that swamp that ignorant people just don't want to see.I ask you, why toil to be a scientist, doctor, or whatever when the the easy (and better) way is up for grabs.We just want our paisa,izzat and shauhrat.That's it. So while it's still time, go out and change your future. As for me, well I want to, but unfortunately I just can't. It happened some 2 years ago that I met this girl C and just 6 months after, started double timing with her CLASSY sister C++ , and now when things were beginning to settle, entered this hot chick JAVA.(Damn this B.Tech ) So till these three lovely ladies are here in my life, they ain't gonna let me venture anywhere else. And talking about my future, well, if the present is anything to go by, then fast forward 30 years, I can see myself sitting in a 6 by 6 something cabin, engrossed in my console screen, thinking:-

Why this Null Pointer Exception Exception Exception di? 

Nothing else.I know. I just know!

Monday, February 13, 2012

Just Do It ! (Or Not )

When was the last time you did something so stupid that you found yourself short of any convincing arguments to justify it to others? Or worse, even to yourself? Admit it, at some point of time in your life, you must have done at least something that now in retrospection looks nothing short of sheer absurdity. Utterly maniacal! And now if I were to ask you the reason behind it, with insistence and persistence, it all would come down to just one answer -

"I don't know why I did it. Just seemed right at the moment and so I did it. Simple !"
I too have had many moments to qualify in this scenario. But today, every line of stupidity, every limit to something that defies straight thinking, was crossed .

Well it happened something like this. Was sitting in the classroom, enjoying the window side view (second best thing after the corridor- ambling you know). Felt, as if the window needed to be opened and so, I did it. And who'd have known that this was to be my last act, eligible in the category of perfectly normal. So as i pushed open the window pane, Whoosshhh....blew the cold air straight onto my face, almost pushing me back ( Well Almost !). And then, don't know why, I just looked down upon the ever- so- inviting Granite Floor and impulsively, it occurred to me -- I Gotta Jump.

"Okay jump, but when you're gone, I'll keep your phone".
"Hey man, your ja
cket is nice. This is going to be mine. Mind it everyone".
"You've got a new bag too. I'll have it."
"Hey bro, i don't want anything. Just need your Guitar -Tuner. "
"Hey listen up fellas, so the bet's on. Put up your money. C'mon Quick ! "

 Fast forward 30 minutes. Everyone had congregated.The word had leaked. I don't know what had kept me up there for so long. I guess it was the betting part that had started to excite me. I thought, well declared-- "Show me the money, and I'll give you the show ". Fair eh? And then someone said "Here's your 100 bucks. Now we want the show". I slipped the money into my pocket, two sips of water, and I was out.

It had been an unbelievable turn of events, so to say. And quite expectedly (well yes, I admit I had anticipated the response ), this time, upon entering the classroom, there were faces with all kinds of emotions- some astound, some happy, others excited, and one, sad (yes yes sad, remember the one who lost his 100 bucks ), but all, amid the loud cheers. It all had been such a flurry of events, that it made a blur. The Window, the View, the bets and ....THE JUMP. And yes, talking about the jump, it was a matter of seconds, or maybe, even less. Thump. I had landed, and by God's grace, safely. I Had Done It ! As I looked up, I saw my friends cheering. Straightaway checked my pockets, and much to my relief, found the 100 buck note wrinkled in there, somewhere. And So, it was real, though felt nothing less than surreal. Great!

Now, as I sit in the comfort of a quilt, I have to accept that it was outright stupid to do that. All I'd say is, I couldn't help. I wanted to jump, and, I jumped. End of discussion.Or not? Well well, it's high time we all opened up our minds a little bit. With the newly found popularity and the 100 bucks (Ah! I keep coming back to it. Can't help!), it all looked good till I realized the flip side of the Jump 'n Earn-

1. Till now, everyone thought I was crazy. Now........they knew.
2. From now on, no one would bet on me, ever and free jumps dont sound that good an option to me, just saying.
3. life is much much muchhhhh more precious than 100 bucks (Yeah yeah, I just said that.)

So after weighing the pros and cons, it hurts, but all I'd say is-

This is an message to all of my readers. The jump that i did (and other things that i usually do) takes years of practice to perfect and to do safely(pun intended).I urge all of my readers to never try to copy what i did at home, or at school.



* In case you find the bet lucrative, well, I hope then you are smart enough!

Monday, January 23, 2012

The Final Stage

I Still have the vivid memories of my First-ever-Stage-experience that happened last year.Was pretty much nervous back then.Every heart beat came in as an amplified thump.Despite my best attempts , didn't qualify. "So what ? I tried at least " I thought.And there was one today.Well now , if you are expecting a kind of ZERO-TO-HERO story , then sorry to disappoint you folks , the CLIMAX was still the same , though the storyline had its fair share of twists and turns. Although just like the last time , there was no shortage of support staff ( well that's what friends are there for) , unfortunately the one entering the competition was me, not the support staff. Adding salt to the wound , friends came over saying- "good one mate" and I am like -"REALLY ?" As you know , sometimes friends tend to be a little over- comforting ( again ,that's what they are for ) but somehow , sometimes , it just shows . Sigh !

And so , the day passed along its usual routine except with a hint of gloom and , something happened. As the daylight seemed to drown beneath the horizon , funny it may seem , I saw the light. Sitting idly ( always am you know ) , I thought to myself - wasn't that brave enough to go on stage on such a short notice and without any sort of preparation ( wouldn't have mattered anyways ) in front of thousands of ( metaphorically speaking ) glaring eyes measuring you from top to bottom ? Or was that plain stupid ? well some say there's a thin line between bravery and stupidity . Now I can see why .So in the natural progression , one inevitable question arises - why did i go up there ? To show off my shoddy vocals ? Or was it that i really began to believe that I could win ? Well , to both of these questions , my answer would be in Negative. Then why?

And then , the lightning struck . Glimpses of my childhood , wherein i saw myself trying Congo beats on table, trying my hand on guitar day-in-day-out , trying to sing in front of a Mirror , just seemed to float in front of my eyes. I had got my answer.
The obsession with music was always the reason. I love to sing ( however bad, doesn't matter ).Love to play guitar. So when the chance came to do both, there was no where else I'd rather have been.

"Almost everything, all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure- these things just fail away in the face of Death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way to avoid the trap of  thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart."
                                                                                 -Steve jobs at the Stanford Convocation

If you place your belief in these lines, then  I don't think anything, anyone, anywhere can stop you from doing what you really want. Life's too short to be lived on someone else's wishes and whims. So go and live yours. Anyways ending on a musical note, I am going to leave you with a song that feels just right with what all I've been trying to say. (FAR MORE MELODIOUS though)