SIMPLY A CHAUFFEUR..........

It was just a 3 hour car journey to Ranchi. The purpose of that...da most sullen.  Mom was busy preparing questions for da next semester xams in her college. 
I was as usual in deep thoughts, sitting tight....thinking hard and breathing less.
Reflecting da cause, thinking of the actions, and guessing the future.
Truly, 1 incidence can change u and ur lyf. Whatevr, the world was moving ...judging by the trees. da cows and of course the tym.

Some cell phone rang, and the chauffeur picked up whom i hadn't noticed till now. I was irritated by the ring tone singing " tum yaad aoge sajna". Only one thought occurred to me "ye sab drama ghar par kyu nhi krk aata".!!

He talked to his wife about how she should prepare the vegetable and he wants it less spicy, more salty, cooked in da way it was cooked in their village and how she should not put more oil or lesser or how she should ...blah blah blah.
Here dis disgusting talk about "vegetables"...when there is so much else in my mind to think about.!
Shouldn't he talk abt diesel prices...or Robert Vadra bank balance or IPL!!!!


Next he switched off the phone n put on his  brown goggles which he surely must have bought 4m some mela at the cost of some 40 bucks....bt he carried it in a way which defeated  my mom's RAY-BAN!

Man....he was so poor, so disgusting,......yet so SIMPLE, so SATISFIED, so in his own world and so damn HAPPY!!!!

HOW COULD THAT B POSSIBLE!
 I am now an engineer though jobless, from a rich family , yet m not happy?

Y and how is he so?........Could we interchange our destinies.......
HAPPINESS lies in Simplicity. Wish I Could make it simpler....lyk that SIMPLE CHAUFFEUR..

BEAUTY----- IS ALL THATS  ELIGIBLE...........

This is a concept which I always thought was only 60% applicable. But recently has increased.

Modern world, fast moving ------ in a rush to succeed........U hav da looks?,,,,1/2 work is done.

One family ---  2 daughters-- one beautiful  , the other not----even though much more talented , deserves or will get a less qualified groom.

U in love?...guy wants beautiful, bettr options available.

Show business---- kareena, katrina IN.......Koena OUT!

Got to closely observe the scenario in a middle class family. Elder sister too good-looking with a 50% marks shall get to marry a high post officer.......50-60 proposals for her...Parents happy..  :)

Younger sister...dark n nt so pretty...with a 90%...overshadowed by the elder one. Even their own family does differentiate...wat say about outsiders.

This issue is maybe lame or may be not at all an issue...but it did get into my empty mind (Devil's workshop!) :P

Beautiful people placed in the front row in a dance......in the front row in a photograph...in the front seats of a jury.

What the reason is ...is difficult to make out. Soothing to the eyes or the heart.... I don't know....

The economics of good looks. The line of beauty. Pretty people still get the bestdeals in the market, from labour to love------------ THe Economist!

 'one should spend more time on looks rather than those books!'--------- anonymous...   ;-)

i feel kudos to kalpana chawla and indira nooyi.........

Only   U.............

The world is running fast.

People rush through everyday

In the race of getting ahead,

To fight, to win, to get every possible thing.

But I want to stand.

Wait, n hold on & not let lyf pass by me

Without my realizing, without my feeling it,

all around me.

While I was standing, I realized
it had been too long since I had moved.
But then, my eyes fell upon you.


You were also standing
Not in da race
Out of da mob
Satisfied, happy, a smile on ur face....

N then I couldn't move
The world went past me a million tyms
Days passed, nights flew,
But I kept standing
to keep my eyes on you.


N one gloomy evening
You took a step ahead
A leap which took u miles away from me.


Since then I haven't seen you
I still stand there just to
Get a glimpse of  ..........ONLY  U..........

Marriages are made in heaven which we solemnize on earth..........:-D

Various matrimonials go as follows :

WANTED  :

 1) Girl 27/5'2"    convented  b'ful    working in top MNC      Lko. Father Cl-I officer. High status family

2) '' prof'' ,    qlfd  , conventd tall fair    for very fair    H.some Rajput boy IIT-K B.Tech 28/5'9"

3) Wanted a beautiful, tall (5'3" – 5'6"), well qualified (Engineering CS, CE, Electr./ Telecom., MBA, CFA) bride from educated and reputed Rajput family for a NRI boy working in US as Software professional, completed MS (CS) from US, annual salary Rs. 35 lacks. Father director in power company, Singapore. Permanent house in Gomtinagar Lucknow. We are rajkumar Kashtriya.

These were a few ishtihaars for marriage all demandin Convent educated + tall + slim + very fair + working+ additional qualifications when gal actually meets guys' mom...   

Now one question which arises in my mind  is what will happen to da    "DAV/DPS   educated + qlfd + dusky + average looking + working + < 5'2"  girls from a decent , low earning but high principled families.?

Its difficult to understand that still in dis "modern and unorthodox (supposedly) + pdhe likhe logo wali society" demands so many qualifications in gals right from the looks (gifted to them by God) whatever it may be........to education which should include fluency in english gifted from a Convent school (depending on interest + family income)...........then height which is again hereditary..........

These looks n height have been gifted by God for which no one proved their mettle or contested with each other in this harsh world......   ...why not look for something which they have developed over  their growing years..........not gifted by God but  attained by themselves  in the face of all  hardships.......

People on Fb  and The same people in real lyf

There are a few people on Fb ......I've noticed  who put really ideal status speaking highly of equality, secular country, and y we should not hurt neone's sentiments and blah blah blah and blah.

But its really surprising that in real lyf they 've  not been following wat they preach. I don't understand whether u hav this 2 faced personality to gain popularity and high no. of lyks on Fb but at the same tym u in ur real lyf sometimes forget to care for people's sentiments around you.

The best part is a preety gal or a famous dude putting forth highly philosophical urges on Fb and so many people liking it without even reading it completely!..or even not understanding the meaning of many of those words mentioned in it.    :D

Of course its directed to a selected few who may or may not understand but really its amazing to know how a person on Fb/Gtalk is so very different in actual lyf.

Be cool. Be happening but Don't BE FAKE!!!

BeGGars.....NOT Again!!!!

Had just arrived at BIG Bazaar , Ranchi (lyk da name da bazaar is actually big!  :P)...

Stepped a foot outside the auto-rickshaw accompanied by 2 other friends of mine.

Man! the scorching sun.....the sun rays penetrating beyond the epidermal layer...seemed tht i ws standing in da location wid the highest UV content...wich no sunscreen (even LOTUS SPF 30+)  could defeat!

A small kid of around 6 yrs came in front of me wid a bowl wich had some chillar in it...askin me 2 add on to his hard earned money. I avoided him sayin " aak dete hai..change nhi hai..."

By dis tym my friends had already crossed da road , as soon as  i reached the opposite side, a beggar woman  wid a baby in her arms confronted me wid a similar demand as that 6 yr kid.

The first thing wich I did ws tryin 2 match the facial  features of da lady n dat 6 yr kid...thinking if the entire family was in this sort of business or something!

She said " bacche ko kuch nhi khilaya kal se...bhooka hai"...I guess da baby ws around 7 months old.

K...so one thing was clear in mind that somethng or the other had to be given to that woman for the sake of that child. But how much is da question n will that "much" cater to his' and her's "kuch nhi khilaya kal se" needs?.

First I looked around to ask my friends dis doubt of mine, but they had already climbed up the stairs.

Sad, I had to decide on my own. Tym passed 1-2 mins ...nothing still came up in my mind. Should i go n fetch a britannia cake or a milk packet or a cream biscuit. Was i overdoing it by thinking der standing in da midst of all traffic under da scorching sun,,,just for dat child who obviusly doesn't matter 2 me?

Is der somethng else I could do?

Y not jst giv 1-2  rs/-  n move on.  Hell man! can't think of nethng !!!

Dint even feel lyk asking da most frequently asked question "mere ghar pe chalo..kaam krna..paise dege..izzat se rehna..bachho ko khilana?".

Was dat da correct question to b asked 2 tht woman..wid da child standing under the sun.

Wen I ws tht child's age m sure ws nvr made 2 stay in da sun for such long hours..nvr denied food..and if ws ignored made up for it by crying in da loudest possible n most irritating voice!

Y m I thinking all dis n spoilin da fun wich I m destined to have?

Blah!!!!!....wait ..I need to go inside da Big bazaar and enjoy wid other friends of mine ...I guess some1 else will surely do something.

N dis way I climbed up da stairs 2 shopping...joy ...happiness...leaving da sorrows n da questions behind wich I would nvr lyk 2 face.

Wow! m an  "engineer"................  .but of wat purpose?

The THREE Ravanas........

      

The Three Ravanas..............

Welcome back to da Vagabond's world....

Aaaaah!!!!  man i 've been hit by the Ravana...not 1 ..not 2 but 3 of them....coming at each stage in my lyf...bringing pain to me...making me think of way out of his trap...making me a stronger, a less gullible and a more practical person.

The FIRST Ravana

I met him in my 2nd grade school rickshaw....Nothin noticeable as in looks....nothin charming..nothing to attract my attention. As usual my vagabonded minD.in search  of something...still missing...still desired for.

SLappPP!!!!!.......wat was that!......From where did that sound come.....

Lo! it was this gal in the same rickshaw who had been slapped by dis guy (first ravana...)

Why on Earth had he slapped her...n y dis gal didnt react in a blow or slap but simply "criEd"!!!..Shit man!!who da hell is dis funny..weird lukin guy!!...whose given him the "authority 2 do so"...was slapping ppl his fundamental rite which he so well utilized....n cryind dis gal's fundamental duty!!

Oh!!!da gal wasn't ready to surrender her new pencil to dis fellow. I suppose da previous evening it had been gifted to her by her father or mother...or lemme guess she had gone to some b'day party where she got this as return gift...watevr it ws somthng lyk a prized posession to her.....

N wat did da scoundrel suppose.she wld giv it 2 him n slapped her wen she opposed.!

K...m not gonna take dis ...may be it ws not 2 do wid me...n may be i wld nt hav interferred in dis story....but da vagabond was smhw made 2 do it!! nthing gr8 as a 2nd grader..jst complained against tht guy...nhe ws a diffrnt person 4m da next day.

Now of course more charming...n sweet enugh in his behaviour at least to bare wid him.     ;-)  :D

The SECOND Ravana

Yes,,,Gulp!!!....he was truly da best of the three. He hurt me emotionally in such a strong way that the wounds took 2 long to heal........my confidence took tym to recover...

Him I met in da 11th grade...my bench partner. Da only person he talked to was "me"...his only friend. Obvious enugh 4 ppl to make stories about us...how da guy lyked me n how much I lyked him wid of course both of us not even aware whether v "really" liked each other!!

N der's more to da drama....he proposes my friend ..she says a "No No!",,,,,n my friend askin me 2 act as a barrier b/w da 2 of them.

N of course lyk da bollywood masala..da gal falling 4 da guy...4 da honesty in his "voice" n "eyes"....4 the luv wich he had kept in himself "just" for this lady....n yeah she assumed herself to b da "chosen" one!!..   :D

But am I supposed 2 b der in da story...or in da picture.."No!"...rite?

Then y dis guy following me 2 evry tuition ..passing remarks wen i dont bother 2 hear...I got my place changed in class....y has he got 2 wait in da lunch break wid his friends n do nthing but stare at da way I sit or stand or talk...!!!!...wats ur problem u damn idiot!

If dis ws nt sufficient..he made up stories about me n my best friend (guy)...n yes da friendship does not exist nemore. He crossed all levels when he publically brought me in one of da extempore topics...looking at me and directing his speech at me. Da entire audience clapped...i looked down....down...n down...or rather deep ...deep n deep....inside me,,,, "Y me?"

This question haunting me day n night ..."u have da gal u wnted"..."u r hapy together"...then "Y me?"

Watever wid my friends support n a lot of more drama...dis Ravana was taught a lesson ,openly

abused in da class to such an extent that he couldnt make it to da graduation nite.....his fault ..his guilt...not mine.!

Kudos to him...he made me realize dat not evry1 can be trusted. N "walk alone" if u have no one to stand by  u!     Truly, "mr.Ravana"....you helped me grow as a person!......

The  THIRD Ravana

Third  one is yet not in its full grown form....looking forward to fight against him!!!.   ;-)

These  Ravanas representing significant ppl in my lyf who brought about a change in me as a person. Some might say it was just a phase...some can say "depends on how u take it"...but  u face it then u know it.