kill time

Life is a roller coaster, spending years after years in Delhi, you see few ups and lot of downs, u feel stuck, u feel like running away. Escaping to haridwar spending some time near Ganges, sipping beer on the banks (its illegal in haridwar, so if you really wana run better run more northwards), friends playing guitar, a self created fire burning slowly, struggling for its life, and you stand up like Chuck Noland and scream, I CREATED THE FIRE…….., Sitting on the sand, thinking of some maryen or sitting in a coffee house gulping espresso shots, watching chicks, just doing nothing …….or in a rainy day sitting in a bus, deliberately missing your stop just to see where is her house, then trying to find her father’s surname in the telephone directory, to give her blank calls, Some carefree moments., , like Ghalib once said, and well Gulzar sahab recreated it for Mausam.
dil dhoondta hai fir wahi fursat ke raat dinbaithe rahe tasavoor ye jaana kiye hue
But those raat din usually never came. Since the time we become mature, we think only this year…..I screwed up badly, next year will be fine. And more repetitions, something like a monotonous function, in the hope that one fine day the sun will rise from west and things will start working for me. But that never happened………it’s a glorous waste of time, its running away like an ostrich, hiding face in the sand thinking that the enemy will never find it, but the enemy is within.

Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
The time is gone, the song is over……………..

Well said Roger, sometimes you feel like catching the time, holding it lightly in your hand, and never let it go. If it tries to escape, kick it hard, kill it and say yes I killed the time, just throw anything that reminds you of time as far as you can. You have to spend those carefree moments, the moments, which you will miss afterwards. Walking in the rain, soaking your shoes, getting wet, trying to protect your cell phone, and missing bus after bus. Walking down the street meeting old friends at chai wala stall. Sitting endlessly from dusk to dawn, sipping tea after tea, remembering those melodious memories.

Call me the carefree kind
I wander with the breeze
My mind and heart's at ease
Doing what pleases me best
Long as I keep happy I can't lose
Till I find my place there's no doubt
I'll be a rovin' roustabout……………..

Are You Lonely?

But you won’t be lonely anymore.

We all will agree that life is not smooth like a skating ground. It has many ups and downs and we have to pass through all of them. We suffer frequent blows from life and also acquire many gifts from it. Often our hard times last for very long pushing us into despair. These are the times when we start feeling very lonely. The friends, who always seemed to be a tough support, no more appear the same due to their inability to solve our problem. We feel secluded and lonesome. But these are the times when each of us has to realize that everyone is lonely, at one time or the other, in this world unless he has a lifetime friend. And only one person in this whole world can be such a friend to you and that is you only. No one can stay forever with us except ourselves. No one can understand us better than ourselves and no one can love our dreams, aspirations and us more than ourselves. Therefore, for a blissful life, having friendship with oneself is the most important thing.If you are feeling lonely while confronting any hardship of your life, try having friendship with yourself. You are the only person who can be fully honest to you. You are the one who knows all your strengths and weaknesses and only you can help yourself overcome your limitations. You are the one whom you will find with yourself at every moment of your life. We feel lonely because we don’t want to live with ourselves. It is not easy to strike a good friendship with yourself as all good as well as dark secrets of your life stand bare before your soul. But if you succeed at this, all your life will be a beautiful journey. Even if, at some point, there won’t be any friend at your side, your best friend will still be there with you…inside you…I hope your bond with yourself strengthens with every passing moment.

The Heart is a Lonely Hunter

It was eight and the alarm started buzzing. He had a binge sitting previous night. He unfastened his eyelashes and thumped the chronometer and started staring at the fan, just above his head, the fan was moving since March, and it was September. A lot has happened in these 6 months. Life has altered from top to bottom. Now he has a job and they were paying him quite decently. Money has changed hands. The cycle of affluence and bankruptcy has taken a couple of full rounds. His big network of friends has shrunk to a handful acquaintance. He has survived a break off. He was special for someone in March but he is a villain for that person now. In March India and Pakistan were both eliminated from the first round of world cup. Country went on a crisis over the nuclear deal. UNO declared this year’s flood as the worst in living memories. He was thinking about her while making tea, how he once said that he makes fabulous tea, and one day he will make tea for her, but that one day never came. So many promises just met premature deaths. There was so much to do, but nothing was done. Instead they had fights and arguments, nothing really to remember but harsh feelings. He started from his place to be lonely in a crowded bus, then reach office full of people and sit alone on his desk. But now it is September. The hot sun has started fading. Yesterday both India and Pakistan qualified for the next round of 20-20-world cup. The fan will get rest after a month. Floodwaters have started receding. The nuclear deal crisis might also get resolved. And his girlfriend got a new caring boyfriend, who probably keeps her happy. Times have changed.

Atul

Here comes a second mail

Hi,

The day has been great.Please join me for a drink, and make it better. 5pm. A quick round. Gives an occasion for all of us to meet up s well.

5pm. TDS.

Cheers,
Ramesh

It was 40th september today

Bizarre morning. Had set the alarm for 26 past 6. But when I woke up to the alarm & saw the time, it was 40 past! As I picked up the news paper, my wife reminded me that I had 40 shirts to pick up frm the dry cleaners. Told her it was only 26. We argued- finally settled on the indisputable fact that I had given the shirts. So I will know. Just as I will know my age. As we were setting into blissful concurrence on 26, my little nephew came by.. Saying 25+1 is 40. Tried correcting him, but had to give up when my whole family frm my 10 yr old son to 70 yr old dad agreed with this! Cldnt believe what was happening. Even wierd that it shd happen on a day when I turn just that bit older. Adding a year to my yesterdays 25 yr age!

The last straw was when my highly knowledgeable daughter told me it was
40th september today. Now we all know that there cannot be a 40th day in sep! she said she is referring to the number of septembers & not the day in september. I just didn't get it. But then, not surprising as am not as smart as her!

Lets just accept & move on. So in all today is abt 26! There can never be a 40! Wld like all of u to join me in celebrating this landmark discovery. Those that like the c-gars, be in the 3 floor lobby in 15 mts, & those that don't like the cs, pls chew on the candy bars that I kept on Shabnams desk! And, the really spirited ones, join me at The DS at 5:30.

Cheers,
Rachna

This mail reached everyware in our company by Ramesh Lognatham our VP (middleware). By the time when we reached to sabnam’s desk, the candy was not there (even sabnam was also wondering, what this is happening), and I reached to loby for cigar, but that was also not there. Everybody was wondering who is Rachna, we were planning to send this mail to Ramesh wife, that time Ramesh was busy with our CEO. Everyone was waiting for Ramesh…Finally Birthday baby come outside…we celebrate and ask the mystery of Rachna. There was a mail from Rachna for his birthday wishes, he just deleted all the stuff and write a new mail, and forget to delete the name Rachna…So guys don’t make any wrong assumption, he is happy man with his one wife and kids.

I don’t ever see this kind of man, with that much energy. I had never seen him standing our sitting alone, he is associate professor of India’s best technical and business school, some time he was speaker of Java also, in the mean time he is good biker also.

By the time we had a Romeo Y Julieta Habana (Rodriguez Argulles y C) cigar and some candy, In the evening we are going to pub “10 downing street”(DS) to celebrate some more on his birthday with some good wine and Scotch.

Be happy :)