Random Ramblings

As I would have cribbed @ 1000000000 words per day, I am currently at a place called Jhunjhunu where I have no social life to speak of, internet is the only thing that keeps me going, apart from few random movies or episodes of Seinfeld. So prospects of celebrating birthday in this solitary confinement are not that exciting! Too add to that, as I switched on my laptop yesterday night, I realized that it had conked off and is showing fan error as the reason. For me this was the end of world. And I knew not how would I survive! I hoped the issue will get sorted out in a week but it is too much to ask in this small town and this time period seemed to be an extremely optimistic guess. My birthday eve and early morning were spent on developing strategies on how to get it repaired. I couldn't find any IBM authorized dealer here, and I would have needed to send it to Delhi. There were two options - first was about sending it as a parcel to one of my friends at IBM , either directly or i

This is an extremely sad post. In my previous post I mentioned being passionate about staying well connected. As I am currently at a place called Jhunjhunu where I have no social life to speak of, internet is the only thing that keeps me going, apart from few random movies or episodes of Seinfeld. And recently, as I switched on my laptop I realized that it has conked off and is showing fan error as the reason. For me this is the end of world. And I know not how will I survive :( ... I hope the issue will get sorted out in a week but it is too much to ask in this small town and this time period seems to be an extremely optimistic guess:(

Tagged by Sheetal Here goes my various '8 things list' 8 Things I’m passionate about: 1. Movies [Watching, analyzing, related trivia, boring people with all useless related gyaan, movie trailers etc.] 2. Reading [Newspapers (especially editorials), fiction, nonfiction etc.] 3. Religion [Rather lack of it] 4. Food [I proudly proclaim that I live to eat] 5. Freedom 6. Bakar [ This includes cracking PJs] 7. Geography [as a child I used to read and analyze maps. I can still boast about being ‘awesome’ in this. In fact, some people have been surprised by the fact that I know lot about the places which might otherwise be relatively unheard of outside the region] 8. Staying connected [Includes chatting, blogging, random time pass on internet etc. I now access internet even while travelling in a bus, through my cellphone, something unthinkable few years ago!] 8 Things I want to do before I die: 1. Travel extensively across the world. 2. Write 2 books – 1 fiction and

Since last few days I have been cribbing endlessly about being dumped as at a place called Jhunjhunu in northern part of Rajasthan, and subjected to the roughs of market for selling soaps, hair oils to tooth pastes and candies to toilet cleaners . It is one of the backward part of the state (and the state is considered to be one of the backward in India, a part of the un-famed BIMARU states - BIhar, MP, Rajasthan, UP). In fact this region is famous for its palatial havelis . But the foundations of all these havelis lie in the feudal system, which was quite dominant in this part of the country. However, there is something about this part of the country. Jhunjhunu, along with Sikar and Churu districts form a part of Shekhawati region. This has been the home of many leading business groups in India. Mr. GD birla was born in a town called Pilani, which is now famous for BITS, one of the finest engineering colleges in India. Ram Prasad Goenka belonged to this region. Biyanis can trace thei

This is not a message to anyone out there, tough i am often tempted to say this to many people and often to myself. This is one of the fillers in 9x music channels which has found its own niche. Like few other friends of mine who have privilage of watching a television in recent times and have appreciated the show, I too am finding it quite addictive. The characters Chote, who cracks many a PJs and Bade who bears the brunt of most of them form a hillarious duo. For a person like me, who loves cracking PJs, this is an extremely refreshing watch after a tiring or a untiring day. While writing all these I am secretly wishing that I get ao opportunity to become a scriptwriter for that show .Maybe, once they realize that they have reached a certain benchmark in terms of quality, they would need somebody to bring it down ... PS - I am writing all this from my cellphone while travelling in a local ST bus early in the morning :)

And, then after a long walking and running session, he stopped and was in a 'statue' position, Then he walked for few steps. He stopped once again, waiting for the traffic light to turn green. It didn't! Then again he walked for 7 steps. A right turn. Then he sat down on the pavement overlooking the railway track. The area was shrouded by complete silence. The silence at this time was usually broken train which passed that spot at midnight, but it was still a good fifteen minutes away. A moment of sitting silently on footpath was followed by a prolonged five minutes of singing and dancing which no one would have made sense of. He was as if possessed by some spirit or ghost, thought a drunk passerby. And for this, there was no cure. But suddenly he stopped dancing. He had regained consciousness. He wondered where was he? Last he remembered was walking out of his house for the party. That was a good three hours ago. But how had he reached there? Maybe he had walked the whole

Warning - My attempt at so called poetry (written few years ago). Read at your own risk !! __ He who has no worries No desires One who unceasingly lives And accepts whatever life gives Freedom to be Power to choose Freedom to know Freedom to grow No manacles No bondages None of hatred Free from all In the life sacred In all things His voice having a say Throughout life Living is the way Can I be he ? For I was born free.

A quick opinion/ analysis on different architects of last few days in Indian politics -- Manmonhan Singh (INC) Finally ... he asserted that he is the boss! To me he seemed like Michael Corleone, who at the end of 'The Godfather' emerges out of shadow of Vito Corleone. Maybe, reforms will get a boost now. Favourite song - ... sauda khar khara (Punjabi Song - Sukhbir) Favourite Movie - Singh Is Kinng ( No prizes for guessing it right) LK Advani (BJP) Opposing everthing just for the heck of opposing it. Maybe, he is toooooo eager to become PM Favourite song - "Tumne fenka jaal, Ulti pad gayee chal ..." (Line from - Aana mere pyaar ko ... , Kabhi haan kabhi naa" -- Who will say these lines to whom, is yet to be determined though! Favourite Movies - Jhonny Gaddar Prakash Karat (CPI-M) The blow he got was 59 karat pure ... and probably made in China! Favourite song - Pardesiyon se na akhiya milana (China is not Pardes, I assume!) Favourite Movie - China Town Somnath

Sitting in the not-so-comfortable but not-too-uncomfortable seat of the Shatabadi Express heading for Jaipur, I have just turned on my laptop's & cell phone's Bluetooth, got them paired and logged on to internet to make this post (Thanks to Airtel's GPRS service!). I am doing what was unimaginable few years ago. A decade ago, Internet was mostly unheard of for most of us, and the pace at which it has grown is really maddening! Right now I don't have any clue how life would be like if one un-fine day god announces to the planet Earth that - "Your internet connection has been discontinued" !!! Imagine how technology has changed the world we live in ! Yesterday, I managed to transfer a huge chunk of money to few another accounts (in different banks and different cities) with press of few keys. Earlier this used to be an extremely tedious process. Loads of papers exchanged, lots of follow ups and a scope for errors at every step ... all that have been elimina

She knew that she was fighting a losing battle, yet she persisted. For the third time in the day she made the 30 student class to recite in unison - "A for Apple, apple matlab sev " "B for banana, banana matlab kela " "C for cat, cat matlab billi " and so on ... The class consisted of kids whose age ranged from 3 to 10, most of them belonging to families who could not afford to send their kids to school. In fact, their meager income was augmented by that of their kids. Thanks to an effort by some NGO, the classes were running with a hope that at least 5 students from the 30 see how a college looks like, but the number was too optimistic a guess. No one from that village had ever seen a high school, leave alone a college. She was a firm believer of - "Match is never lost till the last ball is bowled". Being naive enough for believing this to be true, she persisted ... with a hope that she doesn't lose the battle.