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2009-02-15T15:34:00.005+05:30

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Tagged by Love

2008-12-11T15:44:00.003+05:30

Long time back when we were leaving school to move on to the more ‘happening’ world of college, we had these slam books which we got filled from friends and filled for friends. Back then as young hearts setting out of schools in search of life and love, when we answered questions like “what is love” and “who is your ideal partner” and “where do you see yourself 5-10 years from now” we actually thought we knew all these answers.

Since then a lot has passed …

Kajol caught up with her love running faster than train in her 50kgs lahanga;

Hrithik took another birth to dance his life out on one leg to get her love say pyar hai;

Preity Zinta answered all “jaane kyun” questions of Aamir and got him to see his love in an opera;

Saif lured Rani with stupid HUMty - TUMty cartoons;

Salman with his Buffalo hair-cut went mad shouting "Tere Naam";

Shaheed kissed Kareena on mobile phone and then watch silently Jab She Met Saif;

Ranzhod ka Pappu Rathor finally overcame his confusion of whether it is love of not;

and many more....

With every new phase of life, more complexities of life were exposed, more myths were broken, and newer realities of this thing called relationships were stumbled upon!

And with that came a new set of answers to these same old set of questions.

And now when I got tagged by Anupama (which she says should be taken as compliment), I realized that these questions remain, and we are still answering! So here’s one more try, thanks to the love-tag!

RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.

RULE #2 Tag 6 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.

1. If your lover betrayed you what would your reaction be?
If something leaves you and doesn’t come back, it was never yours. I would believe that my lover must have got a better deal than me, and also that I deserve someone better. I will move on with my life.

Bus, Naukari aur chokri ke peeche kabhi nahi daudna … ek gayi, dusri aati hai. :-)

2. What’s it that you see in an ideal partner?
Someone who understands me more than myself. And by same definition, somebody who thinks I am her ideal partner.

3. What, according to you, is the perfect date?
25^th June 1981 :-)

One which makes the dating couple count the moments they will have to be alone before they are going to meet again.

4. Would you like to have children soon enough? Or would you wait till your mid-thirties for the first child?
One thing at a time!

Let me manage to get married first. (and the well-cultured guy I am, getting laid comes after that)

5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?
There is no harm in falling in love with your best friend. I believe one has to be a friend before being lover. May be it’s in the way one defines friend.

6. Which is more blessed: loving someone or being loved by someone?
Loving someone. It brings out best of me. The person loved unconditionally does not always deserve that love, leave aside being blessed. But the person loving someone unconditionally will always experience divine bliss in doing that, and he/she has to be blessed for that.

7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you love?
If you can’t wait, you are not actually in love.

8. If the person you secretly like is attached, what will you do?
Well, if you really like someone, you would always want that person to be happy, wherever she finds that happiness. I will continue liking her, and will be happy letting her be happy with her attachment.

9. What do you think are the foundation stones of a good relationship?
Mutual trust and respect, belief and space for individuality.

10. What according to you is the most beautiful thing about relationships or marriage?
Knowing that someone loves you beyond all limits and you too do the same…

Knowing that tomorrow you may lose everything that you have, but your partner is still going to be with you.

Knowing that he/she is yours!

11. Where do you see yourself 10 years from now?
Happily married to the most beautiful woman in entire world with the cutest kid in the world. That will make me the happiest person in world.

12. What’s your fear?
Being misunderstood by the person you love.

13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?
Mature, understanding, gifted with beautiful thoughts and possessing ability to express them more beautifully.

14. Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor?
I don’t think these are two mutually independent events. But assuming that they are, I would prefer being married happily and poor. A combo of unhappy marriage and poverty will be a nightmare!

15. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously who will you pick?
First come, first served!

16. Would you give all in a relationship?
Yes. If you are not, you are not actually in a relationship.

17. Would you forgive and forget someone no matter how horrible a thing he has done?
Yes. It would be stupid to fret and lose your peace of mind for someone who didn’t even think once before hurting me. I will forgive the person and forget the event, but keep the lesson with me forever.

18. Do you prefer being single or in a relationship?
I guess the transient period of moving into a relationship would be the most exciting and beautiful.

19. Your all time favourite song. Only ONE. And why?
Jab koi baat bigad jaaye from Jurm. That’s what love is!

The baton of the tag is now being handed to:
Gaurav

Garima

Suma

Anamika

Unbounded Creativity, Unimaginable Applications

2008-10-23T01:11:00.000+05:30

Creativity knows no bounds. And its applications are also unimaginable. Tonight I landed up in the Spam folder of my mailbox and got a taste of really amazing applicaitons of creativity. Presenting here are few of them:

But before I begin, here is the sensitivity disclaimer: This post is only for Mature adults. I have tried my best to retain the originality of content, which might get a bit too graphical for a sensitive soul. Apologies in advance :-).

So here we go....

1) A girl named Jenny mails me with this matter:
"Hi there,
One of your friends told me about you. My name is Amy and I live in the same town as you. Your friend told me you are single for now and I thought you are available for a chat. Feel free to contact me via my Blog because this is my Sister email address.
Sweet kisses,
Amy
http://xxxxx.blogx.ro/"

I am going to thank for lifetime this unknown friend of mine who has done such a life-saving act to me. A friend in need is friend indeed! :-)

2) This one goes with just one single line -
"Upsize your manhood! "
Man, what a sweeping statement! This guy certainly seems to be deriving a lot of inspiration from the current economic turmoil where many downsizing (or being politically correct - right-sizing) is happening. Manhood has to be upsized in such times! Come what may!

And he follows it up with another mail with populist message - "Become women's idol"
Now if you are doing such great things to manhood, one ought to become women's idol. God knows what all uses this idol will be put through :-)

3) Sergey Setegreu is offering me 60% discount in its subject line. Tempting offer, isn't it? Promptly I go to mail to find whats on offer and read this:
"Make her long for you every night.
http://controlprogress.com"
No clue about what is being discounted here 60%. But notice the url. I really respect Sergey. He must be from WHO or Govt's family planning dept., doing this great work for the humanity. May be now we can make a guess about what is being discounted here.

4) Ryan's pharmacy seems to be really interesting people to talk to. First they send me a mail with subject:
"Never be small and tiny again".
And then immediately follow it up with another one with subject:
"So big that she will be scared".
Now what do we make of this now? Girl first walks out of bedroom because it's small and tiny; and then after this guy has had this supernatural thing from Ryan's, when girl returns back, she runs away again getting scared???

5) And the Nobel prize for creative spamming goes to this mail from Zachary Mason:
Subject is - "A key to her bedroom is in your pants!!!"
And not to let you down, he follows up with a mail saying
"With these new measurements of your manliness you will dance in the sheets tll dawn"
Wattay! I am speechless!

And yes, before I close, one last one (could not resist mentioning this one)
Deesh writes to me - "Make your pants dragon huge and rock hard"

[Enough!]

Of Circled Footsteps and Soiled Leaves

2008-10-21T00:19:00.000+05:30

A lonely walk in yellow light, yellow soiled leaves under his feet,

misty nights with damp green shadows, dark, cold and moonlit,

hollow thoughts with heavy steps, down-headed, he again heads for nowhere,

waiting not for anything, wishing nothing, feeling nothing and missing neither,

strolling not into his past, wading not through his present, neither striding into future,

just the moment, living by it, moment by moment, here there and everywhere.

He looks up the way ahead – brightly lit, perfectly calm, not a soul around; he feels her,

a sharp smile and bright sparkle in the eye; she looks deep into him and stirs him,

he feels her – again, he sees her footsteps besides his, feels her warmth beside him,

she leans on his shoulder and speaks that joke in his ears,

but before she finishes it she bursts into laughter on her own, and he smiles at her.

And then next moment, she comes to him again, again leans on his shoulder,

this time she speaks nothing; just holds his arm and stays close,

he does not look at her; he knows she isn’t as well,

they walk for a while and then she leaves,

she stops for a while, looks at him, and says nothing again,

and as the moon dies in the west, she turns back and walks off, off forever.

he watches her going, looking at her back, and then as she goes beyond that turn,

she is gone, and he knows not – whether he is stranded there or beyond that, she.

He comes to this turn every night, and waits for a while,

he feels her beyond that turn, waits for her laughter, hears it, and moves ahead,

hope leads him but his feet don’t; did he wait at that turn he doesn’t know,

maybe he did, maybe he never, but he came to it every night,

standing at turn, he still felt her – though a bit afar; and waited for world to move,

and lessen the distance, the space, and straighten the turn.

And one night, turn straightened, and he had his eyes far beyond it now,

but her voices were none, neither her warmth, and nor she,

she had left, leaving behind circled footsteps and soiled leaves!

Tonight he is at the same turn, but he does not turn along it,

it has been straightened for life; and now as he wades through it,

every night, not finding anything but the same lesson,

which he learns every night, which every day makes him unlearn…

a hollow thought lying low, a hollow thought standing upright,

together fill up the vacuum, with hollowness infinite,

the more he gathers, the more he scatters, and now he knows for sure

there’s no turn now, but he is stranded there forever!

Fools Rush In

2008-07-20T23:29:00.000+05:30

Entrepreneurship is really fun.

For last 2 months or so, I have been breaking my bald head on devising the right pitch to get an Angle investor interested in my entrepreneurial venture. (An Angel investor is a guy who funds a business in its early stage, when the business is more of an idea, a value proposition that any value actually being delivered.)

Records say that the much-sought after angels are actually like real angels, very rare to find. Even if you get hold of one, its more difficult to convince them.

Every entrepreneur feels he is smarter than Sergey Bin/Larry Page and his company is the Google-killer everybody is so dearly waiting for. I also fall in this category. But point to note that 1 out of 10 such believers actually manages to see the belief through to the end and strike gold.

With this in mind for last 2-3 months, today when I was just surfing a blog on Salma Hayek's movies, I came across her movie titled "Fools Rush In", which is based on the popular phrase "Where Angels fear to tread, Fools rush in". Next moment I was ROTFL. :-)

I better find an Angel for my business soon.

Just one of those silly nights...

2008-05-10T02:32:00.000+05:30

Its one of those silly nights...
when you dont feel like doing anything...
nothing....
not even like posting a single line on your blog!

Damn it!

Where To?

2008-01-17T09:57:00.000+05:30

If you dont know where you are going, any road will take you there.
And if you know where you are heading to, you will always make or find a way to it.
In any case, you will reach the destination. You dont have much choice there.

All you need to do is to choose the right destination!

Colours of life???

2007-08-13T23:22:00.000+05:30

Tender heart, tender thought,
Big big eyes, not piercing, but curious a lot.
From my mother’s arms, I saw with zero emotion,
Flowers abound, and a butterfly in motion.
Were they of flowers numerous, or of wings that on them danced,
Whatever they were, I learnt, colours were they called.
And I had no clue ever what they meant.

Slender hand, slender deed,
Big big moves, curious now, but with no greed.
No, not emotion yet, but yes, a bit of ambition,
Standing on my feet, limbs now got in action.
I ran after the butterfly sucking nectar of that flower,
Quicker, sharp as I was here, smarter enough were the wings over there.
But deeds were mine, and I was a human,
Netted finally did I those colours!
But tender still were the beats of heart,
And butterfly was back in sky.
And as I waived it a good-bye,
Lines of palm found new shades near-by.
Listless still, I knew not what the truths were and what were the lies,
Of colours on my hand and of wings up there in skies.

Grander expectations, grander goals,
Big big ego, yours, mine and of all souls.
No more flowers, no more butterflies,
Eagle here, eagle there, eagle me up there in the skies.
Higher the ascent, wider the wing-spread,
Bigger were the flowers under my shade.
Colours of flowers still holding, nectar sweet still flowing,
Was that my deed? No, I know not!
But ahead of the sun, I found a new set of shades now,
Magnificent more, and arranged, rainbow arched all colours.
Higher went my flight, to touch and feel them,
Oblivious still, although, of what those colours meant!

Cooler blood, cooler fist,
Big big breathes, spilling the entire gist.
Beyond the rainbow, on the path of retreat never,
Was that my heart, or my tail on fire?
The closer I was of the burning ball, view got only better,
Colour all came together, blend formed they a stronger.
And they were all one, colours now nowhere,
One WHITE it was, clean, pious, spotless and pure!
Mindless again, I knew not an iota again,
But knew I that it was a colour again!

Now and Then

2007-01-03T10:49:00.000+05:30

Eyes – so deep at a moment, so cold the next!

Look – so soothing at a moment, so contemptuous the next!

Word – so comforting at a moment, so scornful the next!

Thought – so pleasant at a moment, so disturbing the next!

Wish – so generous at a moment, so selfish the next!

Touch – so warm at a moment, so ugly the next!

Concern – so genuine at a moment, so plastic the next!

Feeling – so pure at a moment, so hostile the next!

Friendship – so satisfying at a moment, so superficial the next!

Love – so true at a moment, so devastating the next!

Life – so livable at a moment, so despicable the next!

A question of a moment, either this one or that…

The moment now and the moment then, all one and the same…

I live to live all such moments, option neither have I now, nor had then…

A simple mind and a simpler heart, in duel they are now, as they had been then….

A lonely soul standing apart, watching the drama now, as it had done then…

A life as stupid now, dumb as it was then…

“I EXPECT” it is now, and “I EXPECT” it was then…

Neither will I make it now, nor had I got it then…

Unspoken as I am now, unheard as I was then…

Granted for as I am now, unasked as I was then…

Morose as I am now, shall not be but again….

Gleeful shall be the life now, neck-deep it may be in pain…

Ignorance has been bliss now; forgiveness shall be the same…

Karma pulls the hope upright now, hope shall clean all disdain…

Noble giver as I strive to be now, true lover I shall be again!

Happy New Year!!!

Developing the Creative Self - II

2006-09-18T09:54:00.000+05:30

1. List as many unique and novel innovations as you can for a game that you are familiar with (5 minutes):-

Game: Chess
Ideas:

Play it with real animals and characters
As if God or angels are playing from heaven above
When any chessman is killed, it is thrown out in space where it simply floats into nothing. Entire planet then becomes chessboard.
All chessmen have to write their autobiography after the game.

2. Develop a humorous but original story on theme given (5 Min):-

Theme: The young vampire was deep in thought….
The young vampire was deep in thought. He had been to Madame Tussad’s museum. As he was young, he had not yet taught by his parents all the trades of the game. He saw the human-like figures in the museum and planted his tender teeth into its neck, much to his surprise; teeth never came out of that thick wax. Now this young vampire has lost his teeth and has to go to dentist vampire for a replacement. He is worried as his mom is sure to give him a good thrashing.

Hazaron Khwaishen Aaisi

2006-01-26T01:54:00.000+05:30

Although I had heard of this movie for long, it was only tonight that I got to watch this movie.
And I will thank myself for all the life for spending the most precious of commodity I have right now - time, a full 3 hours, on it. This movie has hit me from within.
Each and every character of movie makes you think about the intricacy of human mind and emotions. What all forms the emotion LOVE can take, to what extent and at what price can one go for his love, and that there's life beyond love. And when I say this, at the same moment, it expodes the very fact that there is any life beyond love. The character Vikram in the movie makes it as simple and candid as it can be. Hats off to Mr. Ahuja for such a splendid performance.

Even after an hour of watching the movie and thinking over it, I am still not sure what was the takeaway, or was there a one.

A must watch, I say!

A GAME NOT SO FAIR

2006-01-19T21:41:00.000+05:30

32 blacks and 32 whites, 2 Kings, one of white and one of black, equally armed with an armour of equal forces, and of course, not to forget the equal battery of pawns. Chess isn't a great deal. Equal battalion of equal strength. The difference isn't in intentions either, one aim to behead the other King- a perfect equilibrium.
Since my birth, I have been a mute spectator of it. How many times have I been witness to the same slaughter, only colours differing each time. Nevertheless, the game never ended. It cannot. This was yet another game, and as usual, my master opened with one of us, along with his usual hyperbole, "Beware, you ignorant creature, here comes my pawn".
I knew from all my experiences as a pawn, this was a jocular warning for the opposition. We haven't been considered even a potential threat by anybody. I, standing at the corner in front of mighty Rook, just watched as the opposition pawn made his entry in the battlefield.
One after other, moves followed. I never paid much attention towards the motives of such moves. We weren't supposed to do that. I have been brought up as a loyal pawn. Pawns never think. They are always the frontline soldiers. Always ready to take any attack head on. Behind us is shielded the Majestic couple and their armour of Rooks, Knights and Bishops, they all are unique in their own powers. We are the feeblest ones, making one move at a time. Following what the edict may be.
Suddenly a scream interrupted my stream of thoughts. What I saw was, if not frightening but a usual war-scene. One of us had been slained and was lifted out of the arena. The next move, the opposition pawn, which killed my brethren, was beheaded by the Knight. To cap this genocide, my Knight whom I always looked upon with great adulation for his formidable penetrating powers was also killed by the Rook. I wondered how my master let this happen. Loss of a Knight is considered a grave one. But then, I am a pawn. I was not supposed to be worried by all this. I left it all on my master.
I had always viewed with awe the Queen. She had all the strength of the game. She seemed simply omnipotent. She could reach just anywhere. Her mere presence was enough to send terror wave across the opposite camp. Then there was the Rook- mighty and huge- he could run over the enemy anytime.
Bishop, too, with his slant gait, was equally capable of mayhem. To peak it all was the Knight, who could penetrate deep inside the enemy fort and come back with equal swiftness, of course, after demolishing the enemy from within. However, one question always plagued my mind hen ever such show of strength was displayed. All this was to protect and kill a King, who can hardly move a square at a time. And all those who have tried their hand at the game any time know; King moves only when in danger. Yes, that's symbol of His Royalty, His Excellence, but shouldn’t a leader lead from front. It's always the Queen, or some proxy, who wages war for the King. I wondered. But again, I am pawn so.....
I was brought back from this trance by a cunning laughter. Then I saw myself moving ahead in the battlefield. The void which was created by the enemy Rook (who killed our Knight) was being attacked. And I was the part of it. I saw the Rook, whom I was shielding, moving pass me and also the Bishop backing up his advance by keeping check on opposite Queen.
I was thrilled and excited. I was ebullient for now I was in something really "big". I was considered worthy enough by my master's perspicacity. The enemy Queen was kept at bay and we were advancing rapidly. Suddenly, a sense of pride and significance stirred me up. I started feeling important. I was part of a very shrewd move to finish off the opposition forever.
Two moves later, found myself posing ahead of Queen. A mixed feeling of bravery, courage, and fear was running through my nerves. I know, my Bishop was backing me up, so the Queen won't dare to touch me. I had started understanding the dirty games behind the moves. And if Queen hit at me, our Rook would just find the much-awaited path to check the opposition King. Enemy obliged, and I was killed. I had lost my life, my part in the game had been played, I believed. I assumed now, the Queen too will be slaughtered by my protector Bishop. But to my surprise, that wasn't to happen. Bishop just backtracked. In the next move, my Queen attacked the opposition King from the other front. Then I realized; my sacrifice, my martyrdom, was only to divert attention from the other front. Poor me! I thought I was going to be a part of the plot that won the game for us. I was totally dejected and disillusioned by my master. He yet again used me.
"It happens", said a voice besides me. I turned and saw another pawn killed in the war and now watching it from outside the 64 squares. "Tell me, what did you gain by being in that plot?" Just when I was thinking of an answer, he added, "or did you lose something? Don't say your life; we pawns don't have a life of our own." I stared back at him blankly, bemused, knowing not what to say. He replied," Brother, don't you feel we are happy following the orders. Not knowing what for these orders are? Who gave them? What are we going to achieve by executing them? The moment you get into these things, you are neck deep into the dirty waters of politics, and then you start thinking in the same dirty fashion. What should I do to get that Rook out of that square- simple bait him with a pawn, the most logical and allegedly intelligent way out, isn't it?"
" You start feeling that you are creating a history, doing something great for your side, conspiring of something which even Chanakya must have not dreamt of, playing a move, a game, a plot, which just no one shall decipher; and then you shall be through with your aim. Isn't this, what you thought when you were poised in front of that Queen?"
I still knew nothing of the answer. But what all he said was true and he depicted my feelings accurately.
"Well, friend, I don't know, if you achieved your goal or not; and I am least concerned about it, but one thing for sure, you lost all your ingenuousness. The world round you will never be the same. The feeling of guilt that you played a dirty game, the pinch of betrayal that led you here, and not to forget the vexation, the unquenchable bloody thirst for revenge, won't let that sweet, naive smile back on your face. Friend, YOU HAVE LOST YOUR INNOCENCE, YOUR OWN SELF".
I stood there, staring at the dirty game, where mayhem continued, betrayals becoming routine, and politics flourishing--- A GAME NOT SO FAIR.

Developing the Creative Self -I

2005-12-07T23:16:00.000+05:30

Into 5th term of my MBA and I am experiencing one of the most entertaining course this institute has to offer - Devloping the Creative Self (DCS). I hope to keep posting here all the creative work I do as a part of this course. And trace the journey of creative development of my self :-)

so here goes the first post.

Concept of exercise: Proverbs may be relied on to simulate ideation/ generate alternative ideas. In this exercise, you need think of weird ideas from the given proverb and use these ideas to solve the problem given to you.

Proverb: Man is the measure of all things
Ideas:
• All things are humane.
• All men are tailors.
• Calibration is very man-like.
• A 10 men idea is always heavier than 9 men idea, and it sinks all the 10 men.
• Woman like to be measured 
• Thoughts that travel at a speed of thousands of men per second.

Problem: Has marriage become irrelevant as a social institution today?
Solution:
This question has always been answered qualitatively and loads of blah bah has been already spitted out. I have attempted a quantitative research based approach to answer this “Burning” query. One needs to find out what is a measure of irrelevance of any institution in a society. We need to understand the factors that go into making an institution like marriage irrelevant and assign weights to them. Let’s attempt this (figure in parenthesis indicate weights in unit man):
• Occurrence ( +50 men)
• Marriage cases officially registered (+10)
• Aspiration for marriage (+30)
• Extra-marital affairs (-30)
• These affairs going to extreme of breaking marriage (-50)
• Physiological problem (-20)
• Psychological problems (-30)
• Pre-marriage affairs (-15)
• Inter-caste marriages (+15)
• Society despising such marriages (-15)
• Dowry issues (-20)
• Number of divorce cases filed (-10)
• Number of “out-of-court” settlements of these cases (+10)
• How many instrumentation engineers have successful marriages (+30)
• Number of single parents (-20)

A net positive score on these parameters will indicate that marriage is still a relevant social institution. A negative score will obviously mean otherwise.