Saturday, February 21, 2009

Ye recession hai mere bhai.............

The theory boy (who has a theory for everything) is really busy and frustrated these days.The reason being he has to work like an ass with no hikes, no appreciation , no motivation.And he knows
things are going to get worse but he can't help it.By the way you must have guessed who is the theory guy(it's me).One of my friend Anirudh rightly said about me that I have opinion and explanation for everything on this earth.So,two months back I came out with a theory when one of colleague was badly screwed due to overload of work and criticism from managers about few things.So I came out with a theory and proposed to few people,I said "Listen , you know in every s/w engg's life a time comes from when he gets badly fucked up, whatever he does goes against him,before he completes one task he sees three tasks piled up again and this is a vicious circle, he would feel like running awy from these rigmarole but he can't ,only thing he would do is to listen and work and work......and it would feel like a non ending period, but one day he would suddenly realise that things have got better and few days later he would be relaxed and watching soembody else going through that phase".I said it very easily but when I am myself going through that period, it feels quite annoying.
You feel like using "no" and "why" thousand times a day, but you can only say ok because you can't say no to things and that too in recession period.

And the poor mutreja went to delhi-6,still that kala bandar word is roaming somewhere inside my mind.Infact I think the movie was made for some kala bandars.

Oh even looking at my blog makes me more frustrated , So I am stopping here , may be soon I will come back with my usual chatpati general life humourous stories..........

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Aur kya haal chaal.............

This "Aur kya haal chaal" phrase is one which is being used by me and a lot of people at least thousand times a day(and I have noticed in all my blogs that I always some imaginary least count for everything which I do ,sometimes its 100,sometimes 1000.).The general conversation starts with this sentence and in between I use its siblings "Aur Suna" when I feel like there is nothing more to talk but we should continue talk.Today morning when I called my, dad he also started with "Aur kya haal chaal" and I got frustrated that is there any other way to start a talk.And lately this "sahi hai"has also been quite visible.whenever I dont feel that I should reply something I just say "sahi hai" which means I am not thinking over what the other person is saying I am just listening otherwise I always pop-up some queries.And its not only me who does this things its a general trend which I am trying to observe.This "Aur Suna" is particularly a very expensive one because at this point the talk is over so now the talk can be diverted to any direction may be it can go for half an hour or it will die in 30 seconds followed by another "Aur Suna". I am not against this but I wish there could have been something better as a substitute for this.And the famous reply of "Aur kya haal chaal" ,"bas kat rahi hai" what the hell , what is this answer...........rubbish......

Tiil I find a decent subsitute to all this things you people tell "Aur kya haal chaal..........."

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Purani jeans

I wish I could make a film on my life , God it will be a complete masala movie but it won't be a hit.Reason??anybody?anybody?Yes everybody knows In India a movie without an actress does not click and there is no actress in my film.Although one sided part there was there but it is too short it would come and go before people would realise it.So leaving all this crap let me come to the point or my usual my childhood stories.Imagine a scene.........................

takauk.... takauk......takauk(sound of shoes).....somebody enters the classroom in a fully formal dress black shoes, gaberdin(a famous fabric of late 90's, a trouser with jeans roughness),blue full sleeves shirt,white socks.All the students were about to stand up for good afternoon ceremony just when that guy(weighing more than 100 kgs) finds a seat and adjusted himself .He could feel the students having that irritating glance at each other.He knew that they wanted to smile but could not in front of him.Yes my friends that guy was me with a 44 waist pant on me.Infact the teacher himself was bit surprised when he looked at me,but I managed to handle them as I creator a terror in my class to not to mess with me otherwise I would rape them coursewise and knowledge wise.God that drop year was hell!even now when I see a guy preparing for JEE I feel terrible.I could not wear jeans for two years just because there were no jeans of my size.I did not know about any brands then and those local jeans were not more than 36.Wearing a jeans became a greater dream for me rather than JEE.I lost all the hopes."Main aur meri purani tight jeans aksar ye bataten kerte , wo kehti tum 32 hote to kitne dude lagte,main kehta tun 40 hoti to main uncle to na lagta".But seriously 2002-2003 was my uncle year.

Then when I joined the college, I found that literaly everybody was in jeans afterall it was delhi and 90% DGs in DCE.So, I went for a tailored jeans but it was horrible.Three months passed and one day one of my friend Rana who was also like me(now he is fit and I am still not:( ) told me that he has 38 waist jeans and when i tried it i almost felt like I dont want anything else in my life,I have got what I wanted,i was wearing a jeans , damn it a jeans............

then lost weight and I have tried jeans of all brands(34,36,38) and recently I bought a levis jeans which somehow fitted me this time.So my friends ,many of you feel that I dont take my weight seriously and the reason is I have gone through such times that today when I see myself I still feel good as compared to I was at one time.Does not mean that i am not serious but I am not upset.So stop motivating me because I know I have done it once and I can do it again............................

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Who the hell cares?

kk..so let me get started right here, no more wastage of words for setting things up for next para because a lot of things to be written in very less time.So,I was wondering the kind of blog I write is quite unusual wherein I don't write about economy, country , politics , slumdomg criticism/praise,I just write about myself because I think I have not completely understood myself as of now , so I keep writing things about which infact has helped me because when I write I have realised few things and I have incorporated some changes into myself.And moreover I don't think I give enough time and thoughts to follow politics etc so that I can write.

So, while I was reading my blogs I realised that somehow I never regret my past I always feel good about.I always cherish those memories but at the same time I remember I never used to happy on those times.So I would try to be happy in the present.One more theory there are two kind of happiness one is momentarily happiness and second one is something like planned happiness,
Sounds wired?let me explain
when I go for a smoke or my 5th cup of tea in the day,that sutta and chai gives me momentarily happiness and same scene at evening night.And if I dont smoke for a week, cut down on my chai's for a week , it gives me planned happiness bcos I did what I though and the planned happiness is thousand times greater than sum of momentarily happiness.And I am addicted to these short term happiness things I want every thing in my life to give me joy which is quite difficult.I paln things for planned happiness but cant avoid momentarily happiness which are very conflicting, and may be therefore my oscillates in on/off state with a very short time period.
I am working on this and I have controlled my tea intake a bit(3 per day) bcos I firmly believe in
"Sow a thought and you reap an action; Sow an act and you reap a habit; Sow a habit and you reap a character; Sow a character and you reap a destiny." these sentences

And frankly tell you one thing I was going to write something else and I dont know what I have written.I would write it in next blog and I wont get momentarily frustrated.

Aur waise bhi "Who the hell cares?" what I write........................