Hey Friends,

Long time since I scribbled something here. Was way too busy with my own office chores but I regularly used to visit most of ur blogs and commented to them too frequently.  

Well , had a real nice experience abt 10 days back. The main power supply of our office had some problem that day and somehow huge flames of fire started coming out of it. It was around 5 o clock in the evening. Since there was no power now and UPS also cud not support for long and also the power generator was short of the fuel, so it was decided to give the remaining hours of the day off. So we called it a day. Since it was just 5 and I it was a lil odd to go home at that early hour(I usually go home at 730 in the evening), so I decided to go somewhere but where.

I along with my office friends gave a real nice thought to go somewhere but cud not come at some conclusion. Called one of my she friends if she was available to accompany me for a timepass date at one of the meeting joints but she was busy. So I finally decide to go alone on my Bike and the lucky decided place was India Gate. But u guys mite now be thinking whats new in goin to India Gate and that too lonely. Isnt that kinda boring. But this was not the case that day. The journey to the I. Gate was different for me this time because I had my earphones put on and turned the music player of my phone at the max volume. That was a real nice experience for me.

Putting the Favorite music playlist on ur music player and on a BIKE ALONE and not HEEDING to any of the vehicles horns and hooters , just DRIFTING to some place at the PEAK traffic hours in a METRO. Isnt it an altogether different experience. It was, at least for me. I had a feeling that I was flying.  I know this was a lil risky and dangerous.

But ppl, do give it a try. It gives an awesome feeling. ..But please Beware of the traffic Men, they are in real search for such ppl and desperate to Bust them .

All the best to all.

Cheers,

P.S. - Pic of India Gate taken that day

Hi Friends,

Its been long time that I wrote anything here. I guess I was way too busy with my own life schedule, although I don’t do too much of achievements in this period.

I am already 24 and will be 25 this October, and am earning a good salary as an engineer.

One thing that strikes my mind most often is the right age to get married. So I thought of asking u friends what should be the right time to take the chance.

I have been into the job since last 19 months, just after completing my graduation. Now most of my relatives are really very eager to get me married. Time n again, they keep on suggesting my parents some real good, cute, smart and all talented girls for me so that I can choose one from them and get married soon, although I have clearly mentioned them that I wont get in to all these for the next 3-4 years, at least. I just can’t understand y are the people so curious to marry me, especially my grandmother. It’s a positive thing that my parents kinda agree me in this matter but not 100 %.

If a guy starts earning some good bucks at an early stage, so does that mean that he should be married soon. Y don’t they want to allow me some more years of my freedom. Or R they just fulfilling their responsibilities.

I just wanted to have an opinion of all my friends here on iland that is it the right age for a Guy to marry. Shun’t I delay for at least 3 years. I know that getting married is a real big decision for one’s ife. A person is loaded with extra responsibilities, he becomes answerable to someone, all his freedom comes to a sudden halt, he has to carry all the ration for the home. Oh my God, the telephone bill is pending. Oh the cooking gas cylinder is empty. The geyser is not working. The wife has to go home. And an endless list of complexities arises. And then comes the real headache of bringing up a child.

I am not against marriage but then want to delay it for some years. I know it has to be someday but Y cant that day be a lil postponed. Need ur expert comments in this matter.

Cheers

Hey this is motivated from the post of one of our ilander friend-

I got to tell u what HAPPINESS means to me.

Happiness is singing your favorite number in your room.

Happiness is thinking about someone when it rains.

Happiness is vacating your seat in kind for an old lady in a public conveyance.

Happiness is when a kid smiles at u and expects the same from u.

Happiness is going alone on a bike on a chill winter night.

Happiness is spending time with your family.

Happiness is visiting your favorite relatives.

Happiness is having your favorite food.

Happiness is getting in touch with your good old friends.

Happiness is remembering all the naughty things done in the college.

Happiness is giving your projects before the assigned deadlines.

Happiness is fixing a bug in your project after one full days mental labor.

Happiness is going on a date during your office hours.

Happiness is sleeping in the room during your office house.

Happiness is getting your salary each month,

Happiness is loosing out your belly after working out in gym for months.

Happiness is watching a romantic movie with your beloved.

Happiness is remembering someone special on listening to a song.

Happiness is remembering someone special on the mention of a movie name.

Happiness is remembering someone special on visiting a place/coffee shop.

Happiness is staring at the girls (J).

Happiness is sipping a hot cup of cocoa on a chilling night.

Happiness is watching your favorite movie n number of times.

Happiness is wearing a new nice piece of shirt and denims.

Happiness is writing this post.

Happiness is reading the comments on your posts.

Happiness is ………..

I would also like to know what happiness means to all of u.

Cheers to all n keep smiling.

[J]

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Chalo...thoda piche mudkar dekhe !!!!

Hi frnds, Got this as part of a mail .....

Donno who wrote it, but a well Versed, superb ex-pression!!! 

So wanted to share it with u ..

Tomorrow you may get a working woman, but you should marry with these
facts as well.

Here is a girl, who is as much educated as you are;

Who is earning almost as much as you do;

One, who has dreams and aspirations just as you have because she is as
human as you are;

One, who has never entered the kitchen in her life just like you or your
Sister haven't, as she was busy in studies and competing in a system that
gives no special concession to girls for their culinary achievements

One, who has lived and loved her parents & brothers & sisters, almost as
much as you do for 20-25 years of her life;

One, who has bravely agreed to leave behind all that, her home, people who
love her, to adopt your home, your family, your ways and even your family
name

One, who is somehow expected to be a master-chef from day #1, while you
sleep oblivious to her predicament in her new circumstances, environment
and that kitchen

One, who is expected to make the tea, first thing in the morning and cook
food at the end of the day, even if she is as tired as you are, maybe
more, and yet never ever expected to complain; to be a servant, a cook, a
mother, a wife, even if she doesn't want to; and is learning just like you
are as to what you want from her; and is clumsy and sloppy at times and
knows that you won't like it if she is too demanding, or if she learns
faster than you;

One, who has her own set of friends, and that includes boys and even men
at her workplace too, those, who she knows from school days and yet is
willing to put all that on the back-burners to avoid your irrational
jealousy, unnecessary competition and your inherent insecurities;

Yes, she can drink and dance just as well as you can, but won't, simply
because you won't like it, even though you say otherwise

One, who can be late from work once in a while when deadlines, just like
yours, are to be met;

One, who is doing her level best and wants to make this most important
relationship in her entire life a grand success, if you just help her some
and trust her;

One, who just wants one thing from you, as you are the only one she knows
in your entire house - your unstinted support, your sensitivities and most
importantly - your understanding, or love, if you may call it.

But not many guys understand this...  

AMERICANIZATION

U don't open a telephone conversation with a HELLO but with a "Hi"

The telephone is never "engaged", it's always "busy".

U don't "disconnect" a phone, U simply "hang-up".

U never "mess-up" things, U only "screw them up".

U never have a "residence" tel. no., U have a "home" no.

U don't stop at the "signals", but halt at the "lights".

U don't "accelerate", U "step on the gas".

Your tire never "punctures", U may have a "flat".

The trains have "coaches" or "boggies' no more but "carriages" or "boxes".

There R no "petrol pumps", but "gas stations".

"I don't know nothing", 2 negatives don't make a positive here.

U no longer meet a "wonderful" person, U meet a "cool" guy

U don't pull the switch down to light a bulb,rather flick it up.

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There's no "Business Area" only "business districts", and no "districts" but

"counties".

No one stays "a stone's throw away", might"a few blocks away".

There's no "Town Side", it's "Down Town".

In hotel U no longer ask for "bill" and pay by "cheque", rather ask for "check" and

pay with (Dollar) "bill"s.

There R no "soft drinks", only "sodas".

Life's no longer "miserable" it "stinks".

U don't have a "great" time, U have a "ball".

U don't "sweat it out", U "work U'r butt off".

Never "post" a letter, always "mail" it and "glue" the stamps, don't "stick" them.

U no longer live in "flats" or "blocks", find an "apartment".

U don't stand in a "queue", you are in a "line".

U no longer "like" something, U "appreciate" it.

"#" is not "hash", it's "pound".

U R not "deaf", U have "impaired hearing".

U R not "lunatic", U are just "mentally challenged".

U R not "disgusting" U R "sick".

U can't get "surprised" U get "zapped".

U don't "schedule" a meeting, U "skejule" it.

U never "joke", U just "kid".

U never "increase" the pressure, U always "crank" it up.

U never ask for a pencil "rubber" U ask for an eraser. a rubber is a condom

U don't try to find a lift U find an elevator.

U no more ask for a route but for a "RAUT"

U don't ask somebody "How r u ?", U say "What's up dude?"

U never go to see a game U go to watch a game.

If U see "World" champions(or Series),read "USA"champions(or Series).

There's no "zero" but "o", no "Z" but "zee".

There's no FULL STOP after a statement, there's a PERIOD.

If someone gets angry at U, U get "flamed".

You don't say "How do you do", you say "How you doin"

In short U don't speak English, U speak American.

Well u dont' say life is boring u say LIFE SUCKS !!!!!

I was then in class 12^th & was preparing for IITJEE. I preferred residing in a rented room instead of the college hostel. I used to share my palatial room with a very good friend of mine. More of our friends frequently visited our room.

After every 3-4 weeks , I used to visit my home-town .It served me two purposes. Firstly , I got some relaxation at home from my busy studious schedule. Secondly , I got my clothes washed at home .

On one such weekend, I was home . It was 10 in the morning and I had just woken up. My mother was washing the stock of clothes that I had bought wid me. Suddenly I heard the shouting voice of my mother calling me. I rushed to her where she was busy washing the dirty clothes.

I saw in her hand a small packet of “TOBACCO”(which we call PUDIYA in local language) which she claimed had been recovered from my trouser’s pocket.She looked quite furious and enquired me about the whereabouts of the packet. Never before had she spoken so rudely to me. I tried to convince her that it was not mine but she was not ready to listen a single word from me. I told her that some of my friends had mistakenly or naughtily put that stuff in my pocket but she dint listen to me. Tears rolled down my eyes as I had never in my life ate those stupid stuffs. I was so ashamed in front of mother with no fault of mine .

Now the question that is still burning in my mind is that how did that thing came in my pocket. I wanted to know the name of that Bastard who had played such a bad joke on me. Till now , I am searching for that guy but all my attempts are in vain.

This is the greatest mystery in life as to from where did that TOBACCO PACKET cam to my pocket. To make matters worse , I cant even make a guess among my friends ad to who did that act because none of them used to consume such a thing . Moreover I knew most of them since my childhood . I trusted my friends and one of them played such a bad joke with me that spread a feeling of mistrust between a mother and a son .

The only thing that I can now do is to pray to God that someday he helps me in solving the mystery in my Life

I am back wid yet new experience of mine ..So here it goes .

I am doing a software job in Delhi and have the same boring (cant be called Hectic.I love my work ) schedule of a day. Every alternate weekend I go to my home town in Uttar Pradesh to spend time wid my parents.
Now the real story begins.
To go to my Home town , I prefer taking train than the bus.(Although the train is packed to its ceiling). Each time I look out of the window and as I take a quick nap , I dream about my Darling giving me hugs and kisses .
Sudenly I feel the arm of a Beggar asking me for alms. The beggar was in his 30 and looked quite healthy and dint seem of having any type of physical disabilities that might have forced him to do take up the business of begging. May be that was his Family Business. I wondered why dont he take up some job instead of begging and hearing frequent rebukes from people although he was used to those rebukes.
I am totally opposed to giving pennies to beggars. So i ignored him and started dreaming about my Darling.

I was again disturbed , but htis time I heard the voice a BLIND MAN selling Pop Corns, Ground Nuts and other such eatable stuffs. He shouted in a loud voice to make everyone aware of his presence and that anyone can take advantage of the cool deals available wid him. I bought one item of everything that he was carrying with him . He  happily moved ahead with a cheering smile on his face.
 
I now  compared the beggar and this blind man selling eatables.
I thought  this blind guy was better than the beggar . At least this guy was helping himself . I praised this blind man and prayed  that one day he gets rid of his poverty .
And this is also a part of my normal schedule to buy a one item of everything that this beggar carries . May be I can help this man out in this way . At least he gets a momentary smile on his face and thats a great reason for me to cheers.

Cheers to all

It was 3 days back.. I am a working as a software engineer in Delhi. And the life schedule of such a person is ultimately a hell (Although mine is not). I came back from my days work exhausted and lost by the full days work. My project release was near, so had to do more of work those days.

On my way home , I was planning of having a tight sleep as soon as I reach home and hoped that all the celebrities of the world would come to my room in my dreams. But all my dreams were shattered to the ground just like a glass breaks apart into pieces.

‘SLEEPING’…….I could even have a slight nap in my room at that time .

A religious meeting was going on 2-3 houses next to mine. It was Ok as the people seemed to be talking to each other in a muted manner. But suddenly , sounds of all sorts of musical instruments started coming from them . Two of them were singing songs and hymns in praise of God (They dint consider themselves less than Kishore Kumar or Alka Yagnik )

It was Ok on their part to praise God because its very necessary to have God’s blessings with us ..

Now the question that arises is that should such meetings be held in residential areas or should these be continued late in the night . I certainly think in the negative. There are a lot of people who come fully exhausted after their days work and need to relax during the night . They don’t want to be disturbed by such lengthy and loudy conversations , be it the praise of God .

If anyone really wants to do so , they can even manage without the use of Loud Speakers or the musical Instruments . Also they can make these sessions brief . They should look that no one else is being disturbed by their acts

May GOD forgive me for this post