The love of my life

It is not a revelation from the hottest star of millenium - It is me. If u r reading me, U must be knowing- who I m and what I m. Here I reveal, y I m so.Yes,I have been thru love.
And believe me it is the first time I am unwinding my feelings- venting off the steam I have accumulated over a long time, erupting out the magma like a volcano(considered dead till now).

Yes, I have been thru love. The feelings I kept in disguise, the moments I cherised the most, the thoughts I believed the best- I am no more able to control them. And it is going to explode today with all the buzz.The story dates back to my childhood:

I have been with her, felt her at every corner and enjoyed her aura all thru my childhood but could never understand it. It came to me only on the most unfateful day of my life we were parting away. Yes, I loved her. Loved her more than anything out there and anybody around there - and that includes me.

I did first see her in my school with a girl known to me. It was nothing like love at first sight. We became just freinds and I had no idea the moment was going to be a legend for me. Our freinship went along with time and consolidated with every single passing day. Yes I was getting dependent on her-I liked to be around her and tried all the plays to hang around. We used to be together and gradually she bacame a good freind of my sister.I welcomed it with all my heart open, getting closer to her.

Yes I was developing a loathsome feeling against every guys around her- without any exception. No they can't stand anywhere with me. I had all the confidence in me. I should have known it that time itself- it was not a mere friendship. Alas!

I never asked her the same.

Came the D-day.As if fate had stored all the hard lucks for me, we were parted on our way. The golden days of childhood was over, and I was put in boy's school to take care of my future. I cud never understand, why I didn't revolt against the pre-fixed pattern of life I was subjected to mould in. Why we always sacrifice our golden present in lust of still glittering future. Why man never gets tired of running after mirage.I was going to miss her for a long,may b forever.

But destiny never misses to play a game with man. And I was no exception. One fine day our family (includes me) shifted flat and I turned to find her my new neighbor. This time I was determined to unfold my love before her. I won't remain just a good neighbor, and thats all. No force can derail me from the goal. Not even his healthy "Pop & Bro", even combined together. I deserved some more space in her life.

But destiny was not behind in the race.It came as a blow to me,hard to parry off. I had lost the battleground. There was someone else in her life - someone she feels more important to me.

I had found her all along in my dreams. I knew I can make her happy. She But I cud see her in more joys. The question was - does she njoy my abscence.

I decided not to come in her ride to joy. I am satisfied njoying her proximity as a nice neighbor..... knowing well I cant get any near. Still her presence makes an euphoric wave deep inside my heart...... I know it'll go on.

I am in job now far from my hometown - all I am left with is my golden memories. It is not all over . Everyday I feel some steam boiling inside and on everytimes I do take pledge - someday I will give her all I have for her- my love.

Let me introduce her to u. She is "Pussy"- the cat in my neighborhood.

My dear Pussy if u can hear me, all I have to say is - "I love u"

24 x 7

U guessed it right, it is again about the same old topic- the 24x7 news item. I agree it has become a rhetoric. But my dear everyone in India has the right to speak(though most of times it is non-sense) and its my number in queue to use(or mis-use) my rights.

24x7 .....subject me to watch all through and I will prefer to take suicide as a better option. But, believe me many among us are so fascinated, they are carrying out this hercullian task without any fatigue avoiding even a single failure.

24x7 .....it has made the news items lose their credentials in human life. We no more wait eagerly for the clock to reach the mark 8. The era of timely news is long over when we used to forget all the loathe against our idiot box mending all the differences and stick to it like "feviquick" leaving everything aside.... all this for the sake of some important (and many unimportant) news. The eight strokes of pendulum no more arise a vigour in our mind. Now we have developed new weapons of fighting with time. But as usual, critics are not going to stop..... they are always there to assign some black spots to the achivements of modern world.

In my long 20 years I have bashed these news channels like anything. It is now that I am able to find them a bliss in disguise. After a day long tiredness from office coming back to ur couch all u need is push the button of the remote and they are always there in ur service with top hot stories of the day (like red hot cakes put together in a plate) .If it interests u( I wud say, u r lucky) stick to it or u r free enough to change to another 24x7 and all that u need to do is click ur finger. Like "the magical pot of allauddin", it has put the world in ur feet. What more u need.

"Hukum mere aala"

The Terminator

One of the the most sensational event of the year, Bihar assembly elections, have come to an end. It has brought a big surprise to indian political diaspora as everything went very smooth and peaceful. Yes, the long coveted dreams of the "Bihari janata" of living in tranquility has finally evolved to be alive.

Bihar has come a long way in a very short span of time. It is no more a place of jungle raj, where it takes a bundle of courage and audacity to put forward ur stand. We have overnight molded ourselves into a respectable lot.

Still there is a long way left to cover.We have been doing "living on past earned laurels" and have exausted them all in the journey, now it is time to earn them back. Have been left way back in the journey of development, it may take some hard steps to be forwarded to bring us back in the race to the top. And the first of it will be to get exonerate ourselves of the virus living inside- "corruption", which is more ravenous than AIDS more infectious than tuberculosis.

The task ahead is not easier. We need to go back to the basic cause of corruption which have taken roots in the basic instinct of none other but ourselves. The situation demands us to evolve a "Terminator" within, which goes back in the timeframe and annihilate the virus taking birth.

Time is calling us."Jaago Bihari" and get ready to give up everything if it comes to crunch.

The Party is Over

Enough of Dancing. The Party is Over now.

"India has got enough of shining. Naah, no more allowed. You have got your quota."

Thats not any other ridiculous statement made by a novice like me. If we go with the analysis of leading economists of our age, India is going to face a big economic trauma. After a long spell of large FDI investment, we are running in a complete void. Since globalisation FDI has been a large contributor towards stabilisation of rupee in world market. With roaring price of crude oil touching the sky-high limits and India being among the top runner in crude import, we cant even dare to think of stabilised rupee in our rarest of thoughts.

If thats not enough we are having a divided policy between the different fragments of central goverments. There have been a long rift between congress and its supporting parties on the economic decisions. We are still oscillating on gas deals with Iran. I know it wont linger around for any more days. Hydrocarbons being a supply driven sector, they r going to get another buyer.

Although there is an appreciable progress on the front of relations with USA, still we have miles to go. The chances of a bulge of american companies investing in transportation sector and infrastructure of India still hangs in the air with american congress putting a big question mark on the issue.

If we continue to run on the same tracks, it wont be far when we discover a big slack on economic front with our name in highlight among the biggest failures of the running century. The government has to get wake up in these wee hours and scintillate the world with a comeback.

It is high time for "Do or Die."

Night Out

After a long spell of routine life, I was feeling very low about myself. My heart was crying with all pain "Yes, I need a break out of it at any cost." And I decided to grant it.
Night out. Thats the word. We used to call it for an "overnight jaagaran"(I dont get more suitable word means to remain awake overnite). Yes I will go for it and wont sleep the complete night, I decided.
I tried to recall the last time I had gone for this. It did not take me to go far down the memory lane to recall my college days..... Aah, those precious days. How come I afford to forget them the blissful moments of all masti,dhoom, njoyment and night outs. We used to go "overnite jaagaran" doing BC (Sorry, short form of slang used for "censor" reasons, understand chatter with friends). And it was not a story of a day or two. It was regimen of life. What if it brought us lower rank in our exams, it used to add lots of taste to life.
Coming back in present.
So, I will be awake overnight.But to get rid of ur sleeping desire u need to do some work continuously. So what other chould I have started with.... reading books. It didn't take long for me get bored. I cud't go with it, it's so boring.... not atleast for sake of a night out. And I was compelled to turn on the only option of entertainment available, "The Idiot Box". My radical mind stands up.
"Turn on ur hi-wattage Sony system with all the powers. What can be a better use of it"It says.
I replied, "No I can't upset my nice neighbors, swirling their sweet dream."
"Common, buzz everybody with music in their life.It's not disturbance. U wont get a better chance."
With GOD's grace I decided to cater to my favorite idiot box. And never knew, when was drifted slowly to sleep.
In morning my freind awakes me"Hey Ravi! Wake up.Get ready for office. You are sleeping since yesterday evening." And I am back in my life, my routine life. I can never know, was it a all a dream.

NAMASTE!

Namaste!

Doesn't it sound like "have heard this word earlier". Same for me.
And if I am not wrong u must have had this last on ur idiot box from some alien(non-Indian) speaking in a real toung-twisting accent. Probably putting an advertisement for British airlines/ DHL/Malaysian tourism/...... blah/blah/blah...... with a claim(which seems invincible!) of "Knowing India the Best."
Namaste, the depiction of indian culture for foreigner has lost its own ground base in its motherland. If I ask the whole mass of indians(who claim to be preserver of their sanctimonious culture) who prefer namaste to the trendy "Hi" or "Hey" to raise their left hand (ok let me add a condition, putting their right hand on their heart), i am quite sure to count them out on my fingers.
There has been much of chatter on preserving our culture.I am sorry to say: Can anybody make me understand which culture actully we are trying hard to save.If it is the culture that we have today (which is miles ahead of what we had in 1900, lightyears ahead of what we had in mugal era and still more diverse(no unit can define it) from what we had in vedic age).

Indian cuture is a conglomerate of world cultures developed over a long period,is most flexible,most adaptable and hence most beutiful.

I agree weternism is invading the different spheres of our culture. I do agree, it brings much of detriments along with small benefits. It can even change the overall shape of our culture itself. Let them know India only as colorful dressing and "NAMASTE!", and make irrational claims.

My last words will be "Go thru this trial and what comes out will be still more glorious".

Thats what we have learnt over a development period that streches since the evolution of man and will hopefully go till a single homosapians strolls around on this earth.

Subh-Sandhya

Am I Delirious

"Ravi! You are delirious."This is a statement made by one of my well-wisher(as he claims to be one) after reading how I think about population growth in India......"Population Growth : Deal Positively". Thanks...... he has abstained from bashing me on the site itself.

My wellwisher asked me not to put such blogs on web that can generate a wrong wave in mindset of today's generation.

To some extent it makes me feel, he is correct. Being a responsible citizen we possess some responsibility towards our country. We shouldn't camapaign for an erroneous argument just for the sake that some weird thought has come across our mind. We need to develop an analytical setup in every individual which can evaluate the balance between bad and good.

We should not discover baddies only after encountering the dire consequences following it. (As I could find the negatives of population growth after getting into a cramped lift to our office floor).Its time to develop some early immune system to spot them out.

Thanks Mr. wellwisher.

Still it wont stop me looking on the other side of the coin.But will take care next time.

Anyway keep going. Thats what i have learnt from life.

Flight of Fantasy

Fantasy.... They will always try to preoccupy your mind, pulling all the energy of ur grey cells to concentrate on them.... so mean, so selfish. But think again before u blame them, these fantasies are always meant for you only how come you blame them? Rather it is our pshychology, which gives birth to these fantasies, is the real culprit.
Here I mention a silly incident that I encountered today. Don't take it as a paradigm of one's effrontery to mention it on web, moral values have always been on my top proirity list.

Here starts a new chapter of fantasies to my life.Starts Ravi Kumar his journey of today, walking to his office, power dressed in formals. He feels something really unusual. Everyone around on the road was giving a second look to him.And Suddenly he realises there is something new with this today. He hears a voice "Hey Ravi! U are catching attention of everybody around you". The man inside him makes a thunderous voice everytime a girl looks at him with a mysterious look. There has to be something new today. And I start flying up in the sky. Probably I have never looked so fancy. I had waited for this moment for decades together and I was there enjoying every moment of this condition(the event I was going to cherish in coming future). Suddenly I was up on the seventh cloud. I started to recall If I had met any sage/saint(I dont know the difference) yesterday or was I blessed by the goddess "Aphrodite" in the night.(Naah.)

And meanwhile I reached the threshold of my office(very near to my house). I was filled with confidence from toe to head. Still, I preferred to look down on my clothing to see if I look really nice enough to enter the sacred place(usually I do before entering).

And I was really dejected with all frustration piling up in a single stroke. That tsunami has taken every bit of euphoria out of my life.All the dreams I had preserved for future were shattered. I was lashed out and thrown to ground Zero. Enough of it, Let us have a dekko at what is down there.

Issssssssshhhhhhhh.......... I hadn't zipped up my pants.

I still have regrets. I shouldn't have looked down.....................

Population Growth : Deal Positively

I am bored of the same old story: Comes 2025 and we, indians are going to be largest in numbers. The news has become such a rhetoric, no one gives a second thought to what it aims at. Ya, it would be again about the shortage of food, lack of employment, intense poverty,..... and a complete imbroglio in the coming future. Yes, we all are at the threshold of "on the breadline" situation.

Still I see the other side.We have come out to be the largest exporter of the most valuable materials......BRAIN...... or grey cells as I call them.The materialistic era of world is at the verge and we are leading to a world full of esteem for the humankind. India is no more a country of villages, and we are no more poor agrarians in nature. The fertile lands of cities have started producing engineers, doctors and managers..... those holding the clutch of this world with their full fist. India is no more interested in food for oil. Yes,we are in business of brain for grain. We no more live in echoes of agony.

I would pledge you to take a vow today to "Produce at Maximum".

Let Family Planning be for others, we are heading for World Planning.

The Corporate Marathon

It is not about any marathon on a super highway.It is still faster.If you are in a corporate, u can guess the whole story without reading a single word.Yes, it is nothing but a race for growth, a run to the zenith, yearning for the success and above all hunger for the glittering world of coins ......... I would call it a crash for the cash.
Yes the corporate world is the reality show of today. And believe me the people working in it are nowhere less in speed to Titan's fast track watches. Yes, we live in a P4 world. We live in such a fastest run without bothering where it will lead our civilisation to.

I have friends working allthrough the running hours(hours they are awake) all that just to make their bank account thicker and thicker. I wonder whom they are earning for. Is it all an illusion of grandeur. Sorry, i have no answers.......

Being part of this culture sometimes I think if I am stuck in a swamp. Still I have made a hope in me alive. I will shine at time of dusk..........
All I will want from this world is................. Gimme a Break.

My Childhood Dream

Today while turning a few pages of one of my old diary I came across an article. Going through it I burst in laughter. Here I put the same on my blog. ( Though I dont believe in laughter therapy). I know it will make you feel absurd as like the way I did feel. Still, here I go:

My father told me once in my childhood" My son! One(You) can become anything. What matters is what you want to be."
An asshole- thats what I always wanted to be. And here I am grown to be the biggest(sorry, greatest suits better) asshole. Kith and kins used to ask me about my future dreams,my future endeavors, my inpirations, my aspirations....(and dont know how many .......tions). Yes I got "Engineer", a word good enough to speak still my coveted dream remained the same- An Asshole.
U will be amazed, a bit surprised, why would one want to be an a**h**e (Its a bit odd to repeat the same word). I can give you many causes in support of dream I have cultivated over 20 long years. So start counting on fingertips and leave when all fingernails are over.
An a**h**e, a distinguished way to look for life.
An a**h**e, a man with an inborn right to do mistakes. Mistakes, that show a person the right path, make him learn, teach lessons for not to repeat the same. But an a**h**e never gives up. He doesn't have a word like learning in his dictionary,(why to lengthen the dictionary with no use).Yes you have started to agree with me.
An a**h**e - an impeccable in style, behavior and working. U can't abreast with them even after trying lots of hardwork. So it makes them stand out of the lot.
An a**h**e, you can never get rid of, U will find them here and there around you. And yes they will make their presence felt.
He always has a list of excuses for his mistakes, so bound to get exculpated. U can never blame them. I say"Never punish them. "

STOP Ravi!
Hey I think I should not make anybody so convinced that he goes on the same path. Now, grown up even I dont agree with this, so I stop it at this only. Cheers........

LET US CRY TOGETHER

Life...... a gift by nature to the civilisation or a curse by someone to human race?

As I always say"We come here crying, live here crying and go away leaving people around crying". So is it crying that we are born for.

Probably as said by LORD in Gita we are born to do our Karma. When a child is born, it is free of worldly grey mentality. I believe he gets all the inputs from God through an eternal bond and follows him. It is mentioned in all the religious books and is even agreed upon by most of scientists. But still, coming to earth the first work he does is to make a cry instead of smiling. Probably his first assignment. Or is this the most efficient way to make your presence felt.

Only God Knows.

But, If so.....................Let us make a cry together and make HIM feel us.

I AM IN PINK OF MY LIFE

Today my friend mails me and hopes I am all in pink of my life. And I am brought to a state where I am with myself and my thoghts (again of myself only). Am I really in pinks. If I go by my clothing, no rather I am in blues of life from top to bottom. Suddenly I recall myself. HEY man! you are not in such a destitution. You are living a nice lifestyle, associated with a good company(?) and ya living in a really bindaas house. What more janata strives for in todays world. No, my innerself is not going to accept this as the limit for the worth of my life. I feel I am not born to work all through my life sitting before a PENTIUM 4 (or any number>4) in a cubicle(or cabin....no matter). I cannot work enjoying my money being aloof of whatever goes on and along with many in this world. How come I keep on enjoying when many humankind is set to the fire of penury and starvation in this priviledged world. I need to get that extra space in life evenif it comes at the cost of streching the boundaries of this world.

I had never had a slightest idea that a single line of a mail can drag me into a state of frenzy. I have decided, if this is what they call to be in pinks.... I really need to have some darker colors in my life.... probably red..... bloody red may be better. And I will go to any length to make my life more colorful .... more vivid.