Musings of my day-to-day life

I remember summer vacations of 2010, when I was home, relaxing, attending dinner parties with relatives and family friends. On one such occasion, one of my father’s friend introduced me to his son, an 11 th grader bio-math student and he requested me to help his son with some college information and courses. I casually asked him, what branch of engineering he wanted to be in, the answer he gave although unique didn’t surprise me. He just replied in a prompt and confident way - “ bhaiya mujhe bio-mechanical engineer banna hai! Aap bata sakte ho ki kaun se college main ye course hota hai “ It took lot of effort to control my demeaning self, and I just replied. “ bhai, tune kaun se channel main documentary dekhi, national geographic ya discovery channel”. The kid was left bewildered, but spark in his eyes hadn’t diminished. He just kept quiet as I explained how in course of time, he will forget about this branch and will take up any course which his rank in competi...

I am staring at a window, and someone inside it is staring back at me. The right next movement, I come out of window, as if there were no grills. It’s a gloomy day outside, I am not sure if it’s a day or night, I am not sure of anything. The next thing I see, I am walking down the road, with a beautiful lady, and the time doesn't seem to pass. Its night time, my old school friend is at the door, he has come all the way from my hometown to stay with me, why? I am not sure, he just stays, and I am at a party, with him just staring at him. What time is it? I think its 8 am. I need to get up for office. It’s going to be late again. I have lots of work to do, but I am not able to do it. I am not really sure why! Now somebody has started playing music, it’s getting louder and louder.    Wait I remember the song it’s maroon 5! Yes! “Moves like Jagger” And the song just gets too loud, and I open my eyes. Ah! Its Monday! Mundane Monday! Time 8:05. We can still have a sh...

                 "The first step towards solving a problem is to begin" yes that what the new coffee mug in my desk says. Inspirational, oh yes, very much, how does it help me? It’s just too comfortable to drink coffee in it, yes that was a problem, and I solved it buying a huge cup! The first step is done! Just to clarify, where I am going with it? I am writing just coz I feel like writing now! Will it sound good when I complete it? Will it officially go into my blog? I don’t know.. But let’s just say, I don’t feel like doing anything right now! I have my CAT exam in 2.5 months (well every engineer in this country has it! what’s new!) and I don’t feel like studying! I have super-fast internet connection, I have 100's of movies, but nope, I still don’t feel like doing anything other than writing here! And that’s where I lose my second step. The first step is a result of temporary eureka in your life! It’s usually the second one t...

It’s a real talent, I tell you. You just can’t go around, make fun of people, prove that you are smarter than them and try to sound witty with every statement you make, It comes with a price. Eventually, people will loath you for what you are. You may sometimes behave as a good guy when you are alone with someone, but no one likes to be embarrassed and made fun of in public, and this smart-ass nature of yours is the best recipe for creating enemies. Stop it! If there are dumb people around you, its okay; world is incomplete without them. That doesn’t mean that you will prove it publicly. Accept it and live with it. You can always gossip and crib about their dumbness when you are having coffee with a similar smart-ass friend of yours. “ Abe, wo XYZ hai..na bahut bada chu*** hai wo” . A common dialogue eh? While chatting, having dinner or whatever, we always have this one person or a group of people, whom we just sign off to be a “chu***” . Mr.  Canny one! Wake up; you’re also ...

                                                            Quite long ago…. I am a looser with a second last rank in the class, nobody seems to notice me, my handwriting is filthy; I am not able to fill up even a simple application form. Teachers don’t bother even to acknowledge if I complete my homework. My friends are as common as I am, I just hang out with them, some bully usually comes and takes away my tiffin. The world is not nice, school is hell, not that I cry every day for going there but still, nothing motivates me to go to school, that’s the pessimist me, not satisfied with anything, but I don’t know the meaning of satisfaction, I like chocolates and don’t like yellow dal, m...

Honestly, let’s try honesty this time, what I really feel? What is going inside this big head, as usual the boring logic of being confused crafted around like a “jalebi” to come out as some deep philosophical post! Not anymore. I was a lover boy! Not anymore, I loved innocently; I loved the idea of being in love. I was a true believer of people in love, I loved the happenings which used to happen when love happened (sorry GMAT – your grammar can wait), oh! So classic it used to be. The “revolutionary love” we used to call it. I see it nowhere now, it’s dead, something has happened to the love of today, the hormones have lost their effect it seems, it’s not as strong as it used to be. One may ask why I am acting like an octogenarian blabbering about the old times. A simple answer to all, I want to love, coz I haven’t loved for long, I haven’t loved anything/anyone for long. I remember the old, young version of myself crying my heart out for buying a kite, getting scolded for f...

Its 10:45pm, about the time the coffee shop closes. I and sharad rush with what all change we can accumulate towards 9 th block, chatting and discussing about some random stuffs, completely irrelevant to the next-day exams.  We reach there Just-In-Time, as coffee anna is about to close his shop, before even reaching the shop, sharad yells asking for two cups of cappuccino, one with extra sugar, that day like most other days, we got lucky and got our beloved coffee from Fresh and Honest. Yes honest it was, as it delivered the freshness just as the title promises. The rush of caffeine was just the moral catalyst to build up the tempo for the remaining night, nights that I hated.  But today, its 10:45pm again, I still have lot of change in my drawer, but no exams, I still have work that will keep me awake the whole night, but no syllabus to finish, I still have friends around me, but no-one to have a complete no-sense talk. I sit back and realise that I really miss th...

It was tough times, the entire hard work done was at stake and we were still not sure about the results! All the technical gyan and hard ships we faced were being measured against parameters like luck and CGPA. It was the time of placements and we were already 4 down (i.e. were not eligible or didn’t clear the written in first 4 companies) with a total loss of 25 lakhs!(The gross CTC offered by these companies) and then came the so called mighty ABB! It was a company which was on the PC (preferred companies) list of all the toppers for electrical branch and was surrounded by lot of hype! As it was kind of open campus, inviting students from all the NIT’s which were a league above our college! Nevertheless we waited for it. Soon the shortlist came for the students eligible to write the test and it was filled with shock, as lot of the toppers were not even selected for writing the written exam! That day we saw the first light of hopelessness! It was September 6 th 2010, a day afte...