Last 2 years!!

we always have fools and appearances against us!

Seems like its quite a long time since I wrote something… actually in de meanwhile I never felt like to write anything.. may be urge for writing was just for time pass to me [:D].. n I don’t need to pass time anymore…coz finally MBA z over n m not unemployed now.. Life was good in college but man! 20 yrs of studying without any break.. imagine de monotonousness.. plodding… skool was ok!! 5 subjects in an yr… engineering 12 in an yr.. MBA 24 in 9 months.. every day when I woke up I didn’t knew whether I have to go for breakfast or its exam time.. exams were like meals n subjects like restaurants! You eat in different restaurants to change your taste but you can’t eat in restaurants for long.. 20 yrs!! phhew..

N see de irony.. I’ll be eating that dish for next 8-10 yrs which I never even tasted b4…lolz.. sorry.. m on diet so can’t restrain myself from talking bout food…thats a diff story…’ll write bout that later… what I meant by that restaurant food thing z finally I m doing something which I never studied.. Finance, balance sheets, profit and loss accounts...debt..asset..liabalities.. I didn’t even like de sound of their speech..

When I came to MBA college I didn’t knew whether I’ll be taking Marketing, Finance , IT ,Ops or SCM.. then I thought of election by elimination.. finance was de first stream to get eliminated.. I still remember every time I had to go to SBI with mom.. I always dozed off in that not-so-cozy sofa in de bank.. finally marketing was de only thing which was left by de end of summer training in Maruti’s SCM deptt.. n one fine morning in a stupid group project called mandi (street selling of educational toys) it came to my mind that may be sales ‘ll be more interesting for me as compared to marketing..

So out of 5 options available to me after de placement process.. I decided bank sales… n finally m in HDFC as business manager Working capital.. so if u own a company n you need cash credit, over draft, corporate loan, bank guarantee, letter of credit or any working capital facility..u know whom to contact [;)]..

One of the other offers I rejected wud have given me near bout twice take home salary.. some people may say money z all what matters.. I’ve seen many of my batch mates deciding their jobs based on salary rather than profiles of their interest.

But m happy… very happy indeed…m enjoying de work… safest path is not de best one everytime.. being opportunist z gud but every opportunity z not to cash... I decided to stick to something which really excites me…rest no one knows de future…time has its own twists n turns in store !!

Rest m reading Friedrich Nietzsche’s philosophy nowadays…



“We immoralists! This world which concerns us, in which we have to love and fear, this almost invisible, inaudible world of subtle commanding, subtle obeying, a world of ‘almost’ in every respect, sophistical, insidious, sharp, tender: it is well defended, indeed, against clumsy spectators and familiar curiosity! We are entwined in an austere shirt of duty and cannot get out of it – and in this we are ‘men of duty’, we too! Sometimes, it is true, we may dance in our ‘chains’ and between our ‘swords’; often, it is no less true, we gnash our teeth at it and frown impatiently at the unseen hardship of our lot. But do what we will, fools and appearances speak against us and say ‘these are men without duty’ – we always have fools and appearances against us!”

Cold turkey!!

Its been a long time since I wrote somethn funny in my blog…actually I was confused what to pen down n what not.. hav many stories n incidences… of fun…of depression…of dope…of love…of frenship…of confusions…of confession…but I guess I am not goin to write bout all this…. My lord…this all z effect of dope…don take it seriously…n if u do…as if I fuckin care!!

Hit me hard…
Hit me down…
I want to see myself bleeding…
I want to feel the fear
I want to feel the pain…


I heard love kills the pain and fear..
So I killed the love ..

You said.. somethin is missin in your life when m gone…
Hours are passing honey…let ‘em pass..
Let de feelings die..
Just a humble request…
don slow down de killin…
show me wrath…
I want to feel the fear
I want to feel the pain…


I don’t want to open my eyes…
Everythin is in black…
Its good you are gone…
I hate black n white…

I turned down de songs we listened together..
Now its your voice echoing in my head..
All de places we ‘av been
Give me a myth..
Of belongingness..
Of love..
I hate thinking bout you..
But thats all I could think of..


See you are getting old…
So m i…
I can see the wrinkles in your silky skin..
Glow z fading in you..
N life in me…
Still love z the same honey!


Make de web of an illusion…
Give me some marijuana n acids…
Let me love you…
Kill me by your own hands…
Let me die in your arms…

A truth..

"Modern life is a journey by car. The Passengers
change terribly in their reeking seats, or roam
from car to car, subject to unceasing transformation.
Inevitable progress is made toward the beginning
(there is no difference in terminals), as we
slice through cities, whose ripped backsides present
a moving picture of windows, signs, streets,
buildings. Sometimes other vessels, closed
worlds, vacuums, travel along beside to move
ahead or fall utterly behind."

-Jim Morrison

C grade cheapo movie...

Haw jee!! Haath haatao naa..yeh paap haai!!





Bhai nangu ghooma aane waale kai din..dragon jo dikhana tha...

Beer Baba!!






uu hain hamare hi-tech management coll ke hi-fi guard...shyam lal,chintu parsad aur ram khilawan...loaded with fully automated arms n ammunition!! par bole to darne ka nahi...insanon se bahut pyar hai inhe...yeh khaali guys(cow waali guys)ko rokte hain..aap bole to bindaas aao..naam bhi nahi poochenge...




uffffff...yeh ada maar hi daaloge...




Thakur sahab n gang..bhagwan tum sabka bhala kare..tumne ik gareeb ko panaah dee...stayed with these people during my summer trainin..
In ajeeb se dikhne waale sanki bacchon ke haath mein hai aapki zindagi..AIIMS compound ..n these guys r 4m India's 5th ranked King George Medical College...except 1.. gud for nuthin future manager(darr ke maare aankhein hi band ho gayi hain hamari




bhai ka sir khul gaya tha...gt 40 stitches...par always ready for fotuuu..kyunki kuch lamhe hamesha yaad reh jaate hain(2 ladkiyon ke kandhe mein hospital pahunche they)...say cheese!!


yeh hain us byk ke driver!!agle din singapur kat liye..2(keyword) of his legs were not workin properly...

if this z ugly...
to yeh kya hai??? uu hai PAAPI GUDIA ...Ramsey's forthcoming com-horrror...

ghayal jawaani meri sukhi sukhi jaaye re...


keep a check on de angle 4m next tym!! zamaana kharab hai




ab har fotuu pe comedy karoon kya?? dil to hamara bhi saaf hai...bhagwan ne aankhein hi aisi dee hain...koi kuch samjhta hi nahi!!


Ik haseena thee..


ik deewana tha...




hamar bachpan..



hamri jawaani..gaon ki saari zameen girwi rakhke ihaan mumbai aaye hain padhne khaatir...maan ne gehne beche to kapde aaye ...dost logo se kitaabein maangke raat ko bas imtihaan se ik din pehle street light mein padhte hain...your's truly...


hamar budhapa..

Prison Break!

I wont say I don’t have anything to write but don’t have much to share.. you must be thinking as if it fuckin matters to you what shit I write here. Actually it doesn’t matter but one plays central character in his own story so even yours truly holds his birth right to feel as important as Mithun Da or Rajnikant in his story. Uprokt pankityon mein anapuyukt upma alankar ke prayaog ke liye ham tahe dil se samast mithun da aivam raknikant jee ke prashansakon se kshama ke prarthi hain… was just trying to put the simple fact effectively n that requires to quote a suitable example.

Shawshank redemption is just two n a half months away.. but I am no more counting days to break de prison n fly high .. actually m living very comfortably in this cell. I don’t think any prison can be as luxurious as ours.. separate cell for every prisoner with attached bathroom. Two lakes on both sides of de great prison.. one in-house pond.. greenery all around …de only problem is one n a half years period of punishment z bout to end.. sometimes I think instead of committing crime of getting into MBA college I should have done something worth in this precious time of my life.

But there is one thing I like bout this period ...’av got a lot of time here to do whatever I feel like doin...n most of them are things which I am sure I wont be able to do once I’ll leave this place…reading novels.. watchin 3 movies in a day.. basketball.. football.. drinking every single day(exception 15 aug n a local dry day in last module).. discussions(useless ones)..

Last two months were good because of many reasons..15 days trip to Lucknow ,Banglore ,Delhi ,Bareilly made me meet many of my old friends …I even met one of my first std classmate after 15 years.. trip to Lonavala was awesome too.. daaru waala part to bataya hi.. read some 10 novels …100+ movies… changed my hairstyle(though I look more stupid in short hairs)… but best part was I got rid of that evil to human kind…sometimes I think how beautiful were those old days when mobile wasn’t there.. parents,galfren,frens no one can track back if you don’t wish to.. ‘av regained my personal space n peace of mind..

Signing out!
Salaam Namaste!!

Splendid Memories..

Psychotic!!

I shall be doing my project right now instead of writing down some bullshit which I am also not very clear about.. but as a great philosopher (thats yours truly) has said “Its not the act but the time of its commencement which gives you satisfaction or adventure or fun whichever u are longing to derive”. Opportunity cost of this writeup (sounds gud…can’t call my puke yukk myself..) is the chance of standing in de lecture tomorrow facing that stupid prof’s idiotic quests which I am giving up by not attending his class.. so its not a bad decision I guess.. n now it doesn’t matter coz he already have plans for me :D… have attended 2 out of his 12 lectures…n he didn’t took attendance in those 2 classes.. so effectively m having zero percent attendance in a college which claims itself among top 10 B-schools n demands 75% attendance to sit in the exam.

Anyways.. chuck it!! Today m going to introduce you with a character which I guess ‘ll keep coming in my posts in future… Though he didn’t have any probz in putting his name in de blog.. I asked him to suggest a nick which I can use in de posts for de sake of anonymity…within seconds he told his choice.. n I wasn’t able to refuse his humble request.. so lemme introduce u to Mr Hugga Tea(HT)..

Well.. not his fault.. its de present state of being.. In coming days, we have decided to spent our time on Quality things only .. n our first research topic is psychotic personalities.. but everything requires a sacrifice.. Author must feel the character he z writing n an actor must feel the character he z playin.. ’av you ever noticed while watching a movie or reading a novel knowingly or unknowingly you start trying to correlate the characters with the real ones around you…n if movie’s main lead isn’t Mithun or RajniKant n novel’s author isn’t Ved Prakash Sharma …generally you are the virtual hero/heroine in de plot n de other leading character is de one you are presently fallen for[not your gf/bf everytime ;)] all de Romeo-Juliets don take it personally!!



Same is the case with HT.. if he should have asked me de nick of ma choice for his story.. it could be something like.. ‘khooni haiwan’ or ‘thirsty predator’ or may be ‘ganja guthli’ .. this heavy literature n psychotic movies are driving us crazy but at the same time I guess we are enjoying it..


Well.. I am not going to discuss our findings n my own feelings here.. there is another blog that I share with Mr HT n another fren of mine.. but that is more of a personal thingy n its written in very raw manner n without any censor so leave it… moreover as I said…people generally like stories which they can relate with themselves.. n its not that kinda story so most of you will not find it worth reading.. so lemme tell you de same topic in a bit sophisticated way(which I doubt :D)…

Leaving apart english movies as most of them have a strong plot (I wont say we Indians prefer imported stuffs..aaj hi chak de dekhi hai yaar..) lets talk bout Indian flicks .DDLJ is all time hit n Shabd(one of de best plot.. I ‘av ever seen in any Hindi movie) or Dil se(my fv8) are big time flops.. simple fact is most of us don’t like what we can’t relate with us or something which isn’t acceptable in our definition …here starts the territory of psychotic characters….



I am tryin to explain it in as simple way as I can.. But believe me its not so simple.. coz its not you…its not me(I guess… :D) . This whole stuff started with International Marketing lecture..

Prof: What do you think is the difference between animals and human being?
HT: Culture n society.
Me: Animals follow Instincts (not to him.. I like putting mute button on ma lips in class)
Few other guys shared their own views..
Prof (To HT): True..

I didn’t listened much of what he said later as I am not used to attending classes n if I do then too ma mind is somewhere else.. thinking bout some other place.. some other thing.. Few days back HT comes to me n a discussion started ..leaving the minute details lemme put de core of the discussion …

We are taught to behave in a socially acceptable manner. Definitions and culture may vary according to country, religion, cast etc. but in every culture there are certain defined or not defined rules or ways that most of us abide. Its not the same with animals. The difference between animals and human being is animals follow their instincts. Thats there method of survival which keeps them safe. When a child is born he don’t know he is beautiful or ugly, people tell him …your girl friend tells you how romantic you are …your teacher tells you are intelligent…n you make a perception of yourself…perception which isn’t yours actually…self image you can say…which you make with help of those around you..

You start actin accordingly…to make de image strong.. acceptance is de motive behind.. most of us don oppose something wrong even if we know its wrong coz people around us aren’t going to support de thought.. This kind of people are externally driven.. they need acceptance in every step of their life.. they derive confidence from support n acceptance ..majority of human beings falls under this category…

Then there are those who don’t need any acceptance.. they are the kinds who ‘ll oppose something if they think its wrong.. its not much a concern for them what others think about any issue.. these people are internally driven… there are few attention seekers too but don’t confuse them with de above kind ..they ‘ll oppose every thing…every damn thing to attract the attention…they don’t have depth in their thoughts..

There is one more type….they also don’t need any acceptance… rather they hate it.. its a fun for them to do things which are prohibited.. they are different from de attention seekers coz they don’t do anything to gain attention …they are different from internally driven people coz their deeds are not governed by de logic of right or wrong.. they are unpredictable.. you can’t guess what ‘ll be their next step.. Psychotic is de word.. They are not your friend.. they aren’t your enemy.. they are self obsessed ..they could be in love with themselves…or they may love hurting themselves..

either hate or love could be the driving factor.. they wont give a second thought to harm anyone.. extremities is what they love de most…They have very intense passion…it could be positive ..it could be negative.. but its always there for a sure.. they could be dangerous.. very dangerous indeed…


So next time you meet one of them…stay away!!
But I love such characters…I love psychotic literature.. I love psychotic movies…I heard... people like stories which they can relate with themselves ;)