I am in mood for some general crap today :P I know I have been labeling most of my entries as general crap everyday but today I actually feel like General Crap (To be said out loud with a salute!). Its been happening for the past few days. The days go very good but as night falls, this weird uneasy feeling starts to creep in. My whole body is aching (result of weight training after 2 months), heads aching too (why I do not know, probably cause I lack sleep during the week. Thank God for the power naps at work!)
Before I started blogging regularly, I had second thoughts about sharing about my life on such an open forum, specially since I like to keep my thoughts to myself. Anyone can come and read it and try and form an opinion about me. But as I have continued writing on various things, it dawned upon me that a person who doesn't know me can never really figure me out from what I have written here. Cause he'll not know my psyche at all and under what circumstances I have written it. And I may seem a little arrogant, but at times, I really don't give shit about what others think, even people close to me. But I never give a shit about what strangers think about me. Friends could probably guess what it is related to but what I have written will always remain private to me. That sort of eased me out a bit. Has helped my writing to be a little less restrained and censored. I am particularly happy that none of my friends have objected to them being referred under various pseudo-names (though they have objected to the pseudo-names :D ) What can I say guys? Each of you will remain anonymous :)
I was listening to some U2 songs today and it struck me that, there are so many awesome songs with such great lyrics. Songs that have moved me and inspired me, that have made me feel as if I am not the only person feeling a particular way. I think I should start reviewing some songs and lyrics in my blog. Might turn out interesting.
I think I should sleep now.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Questions
I have set a new personal record. Its been one month since I have been blogging and I have actually managed to continue :) I may be speaking too soon but I think I'll be able to continue, now that I am actually enjoying writing every night.
Work is going good given the fact that the documentation tends to get boring, but have promised myself that I'll put the process in place this time. I had said I would, a couple of years back during my first appraisal. I think its finally due now. Plan to work a little on the architecture tomorrow. Now that the work is simpler, it shouldn't be that difficult.
How can I save you
when its you who saved me?
How can I judge you
with a jury before me?
Who am I to say what you need
its my point of view in the end
How can I be your lover
when i cannot be your friend?
Will time wipe you off like it does
from my life and from my heart?
When will I reach the end?
When there is no beginning to start?
What should I do to keep you safe
from this monster that I see?
How do I slay it?
When the monster is me?
Work is going good given the fact that the documentation tends to get boring, but have promised myself that I'll put the process in place this time. I had said I would, a couple of years back during my first appraisal. I think its finally due now. Plan to work a little on the architecture tomorrow. Now that the work is simpler, it shouldn't be that difficult.
How can I save you
when its you who saved me?
How can I judge you
with a jury before me?
Who am I to say what you need
its my point of view in the end
How can I be your lover
when i cannot be your friend?
Will time wipe you off like it does
from my life and from my heart?
When will I reach the end?
When there is no beginning to start?
What should I do to keep you safe
from this monster that I see?
How do I slay it?
When the monster is me?
Monday, May 31, 2010
MMORPG called Life
Almost completed converting the first page design into html. Just got a little lazy towards the end and ended up watching a couple of movies. I miss watching movies :(. I love watching movies. I gotto watch more movies. Sheesh! That's like 4 movies in 4 sentences. I should just shut up about it now!
Alright, so getting down to what I planned to write about tonight. This is a pretty complex topic or should I say this is probably the most important topic. I am sure everyone at different points of life ponder about this and ask themselves a set of very basic questions.
It troubles me a lot at times when I can't figure out the bigger picture. The higher purpose. Why do I exist? Is working as a software developer my purpose? Is being a sort of bearable son the reason for my living? Or is it just an excuse to experience the various emotions (but that too is debatable, as I am not sure every human emotion has been defined by our languages), but I do believe that emotions are the only thing that each of us, rich, poor, able or disabled can experience. There maybe someone thinking what about the mentally challenged people? Well I believe that they feel things, experience emotions that we able and "blessed" will never understand.
I am sure these questions must have bothered people who came up with the idea of an after-life or rebirth, the idea of a soul. It atleast gives hope that there is more to the existence than the worldly chores. I would like to believe in them too but I have a problem with that. Its a simple problem. If I have already lived life before then why am I consciously not aware of all that I have experienced and learnt before? Why am I not equipped to use the knowledge gained before in my previous lives to guide me in being a better person? Why aren't my choices in previous life helping me make more mature decisions? And I have no interest in hearing the opinion that they are guiding me subconsciously. Because it does not make sense to me. Seems like pretty much a waste of time and resources. I wish people knew this, the higher purpose. Because I think a lot of us waste our lives just trying to make a living or rather just to survive. I wish religions helped people learn the reason of existence. So much time, life, resources are being wasted on war, suppression and negative things. I try to encompass a lot in the word "negative". Just for the simple reason that something tells me that the negative comes to haunt you at one point or the other. It happens to me.
Based upon some of the things that I have read and experienced, I sometimes wonder if life is more like a MMORPG. Just google if you don't understand what it is. Something tells me that the "I" or the consciousness comes in to the ____ (I don't know what, universe? galaxy? or the singular point of energy?) just like a new player signs onto one of the games. You have your energy (life) and your objective is to cross the different levels to reach the end of the game. (There is no winner because everyone reaches the end) You start playing and you are given basic powers and tools. You cross levels, kill enemies, collect rewards, challenge other players. Now you soon realize that things are getting more difficult. Its not possible to cross levels. The obstacles are too difficult. So you think that maybe you should pair up with other players. You start looking for other players. See if they want to clear objectives as that of yours. And then you end up finding someone. You go and clear your objective and suddenly feel successful. During these collaborations, you realize that there are many who just clear their obstacles and then just move on, not checking to see whether you have completed yours. And then there are those who stay back to help you out. They go their own ways but come back to check on you and you do the same. These are the friends, friends you can count on no matter how far they are or how long you may not have been in touch, but you know that when required they will be there to help you clear the obstacle so that you can cross the level. And out of these, you find one with whom you enjoy clearing the obstacles. You may end up clearing your level before the other person or vice versa but you know that both of you will wait for the other to come to the next level.
I feel these are the soulmates. You live your life together, cross obstacles but not always do both partners complete the level together. One dies and passes on to the nest level while the other remains, lamenting on the loss but wanting to clear the level faster so that they can be reunited in the next level. But its not so easy finding your soul mate in the next level (unlike in the MMORPG where you have a friend list :) ). But when you do meet you recognize them. Their could be problems when you don't because you meet someone very similar to your soulmate but not quite him. Worse is the trouble when you meet more than one and are confused as to who is the real soulmate.
And the best part is, dying in the MMORPG does not mean you crossed a level. You respawn at the nearest birth point and need to start all over again. And without your soulmate, you may have to respawn a lot many more times than required to cross a level. With each level, you get more experience and a new obstacle. You die trying to clear the obstacle and you cannot go ahead unless you have completed it. Probably something similar to in life. Unless you have learnt a particular lesson in life, you keep coming back and experiencing the same thing over and over till you learn from the mistake and make amends.
You connect with a number of people during your adventures and you join groups, making friends and teaming up with other players and you try to stay close so that you don't die and look out for each other. You may have special powers that the other doesn't and you balance each other. Pretty much similar to what happens in real life.
But the biggest pickle is what happens when you cross the final level? Do you move on to another game? What was the point of it all? Who was the creator? Now ask yourself these questions with respect to your life. Brings you back to the beginning, doesn't it? :)
Alright, so getting down to what I planned to write about tonight. This is a pretty complex topic or should I say this is probably the most important topic. I am sure everyone at different points of life ponder about this and ask themselves a set of very basic questions.
- Why am I here?
- What is my purpose?
- What happens to all this when I die?
- What is the point of this existence? Of me? Of this world? Of this universe?
It troubles me a lot at times when I can't figure out the bigger picture. The higher purpose. Why do I exist? Is working as a software developer my purpose? Is being a sort of bearable son the reason for my living? Or is it just an excuse to experience the various emotions (but that too is debatable, as I am not sure every human emotion has been defined by our languages), but I do believe that emotions are the only thing that each of us, rich, poor, able or disabled can experience. There maybe someone thinking what about the mentally challenged people? Well I believe that they feel things, experience emotions that we able and "blessed" will never understand.
I am sure these questions must have bothered people who came up with the idea of an after-life or rebirth, the idea of a soul. It atleast gives hope that there is more to the existence than the worldly chores. I would like to believe in them too but I have a problem with that. Its a simple problem. If I have already lived life before then why am I consciously not aware of all that I have experienced and learnt before? Why am I not equipped to use the knowledge gained before in my previous lives to guide me in being a better person? Why aren't my choices in previous life helping me make more mature decisions? And I have no interest in hearing the opinion that they are guiding me subconsciously. Because it does not make sense to me. Seems like pretty much a waste of time and resources. I wish people knew this, the higher purpose. Because I think a lot of us waste our lives just trying to make a living or rather just to survive. I wish religions helped people learn the reason of existence. So much time, life, resources are being wasted on war, suppression and negative things. I try to encompass a lot in the word "negative". Just for the simple reason that something tells me that the negative comes to haunt you at one point or the other. It happens to me.
Based upon some of the things that I have read and experienced, I sometimes wonder if life is more like a MMORPG. Just google if you don't understand what it is. Something tells me that the "I" or the consciousness comes in to the ____ (I don't know what, universe? galaxy? or the singular point of energy?) just like a new player signs onto one of the games. You have your energy (life) and your objective is to cross the different levels to reach the end of the game. (There is no winner because everyone reaches the end) You start playing and you are given basic powers and tools. You cross levels, kill enemies, collect rewards, challenge other players. Now you soon realize that things are getting more difficult. Its not possible to cross levels. The obstacles are too difficult. So you think that maybe you should pair up with other players. You start looking for other players. See if they want to clear objectives as that of yours. And then you end up finding someone. You go and clear your objective and suddenly feel successful. During these collaborations, you realize that there are many who just clear their obstacles and then just move on, not checking to see whether you have completed yours. And then there are those who stay back to help you out. They go their own ways but come back to check on you and you do the same. These are the friends, friends you can count on no matter how far they are or how long you may not have been in touch, but you know that when required they will be there to help you clear the obstacle so that you can cross the level. And out of these, you find one with whom you enjoy clearing the obstacles. You may end up clearing your level before the other person or vice versa but you know that both of you will wait for the other to come to the next level.
I feel these are the soulmates. You live your life together, cross obstacles but not always do both partners complete the level together. One dies and passes on to the nest level while the other remains, lamenting on the loss but wanting to clear the level faster so that they can be reunited in the next level. But its not so easy finding your soul mate in the next level (unlike in the MMORPG where you have a friend list :) ). But when you do meet you recognize them. Their could be problems when you don't because you meet someone very similar to your soulmate but not quite him. Worse is the trouble when you meet more than one and are confused as to who is the real soulmate.
And the best part is, dying in the MMORPG does not mean you crossed a level. You respawn at the nearest birth point and need to start all over again. And without your soulmate, you may have to respawn a lot many more times than required to cross a level. With each level, you get more experience and a new obstacle. You die trying to clear the obstacle and you cannot go ahead unless you have completed it. Probably something similar to in life. Unless you have learnt a particular lesson in life, you keep coming back and experiencing the same thing over and over till you learn from the mistake and make amends.
You connect with a number of people during your adventures and you join groups, making friends and teaming up with other players and you try to stay close so that you don't die and look out for each other. You may have special powers that the other doesn't and you balance each other. Pretty much similar to what happens in real life.
But the biggest pickle is what happens when you cross the final level? Do you move on to another game? What was the point of it all? Who was the creator? Now ask yourself these questions with respect to your life. Brings you back to the beginning, doesn't it? :)
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Zank Dhok Palri Phodong
The North-East region of India is a melting pot of different cultures and races, Kalimpong being no different from the other places. A confluence of culture and multi-ethnic people makes it an extremely interesting place to live and grow up in. Though the general spoken language in Kalimpong is Nepali, the native groups mainly consist of ethnic Nepali, Gorkhas, Lepchas and Bhutias. Though Hinduism is the main religion followed, Buddhism and Christianity follow with sparse Islam followers.
During my days in Kalimpong, I had numerous opportunities to visit the various monasteries in and around the region. As a kid, I used to be very scared of entering monasteries, mainly due to the dark and scary interiors and the ambiance created by monks chanting with rhythmic beats of drums and horns in the background.
But with each and every visit, the fear subsided and in its place developed an interest in the Buddhist art and culture. The Gothic interiors which earlier scared me started intriguing me, the holy chants brought a sense of peace and tranquility. I could spend hours sitting quietly listening to them at the Zank Dhok Palri Phodang monastery situated at Durpin Dara.
Topics such as religion and spirituality can be endlessly debated. I have visited endless temples and places of worship and the marked difference between a hindu temple and other places of worship is the feeling of spirituality. Go to a church or a monastery and spend some time there. You can actually get enough peace and quiet to reflect on yourself. Visit a temple and you would mostly be worrying about your shoes and wondering whether you would find them when you went back. The bigger the temple the lesser you feel close to God. Millions of people pushing, shoving and shouting, trying to get closer to God to cleanse their souls. The final result is that at the end of it all you want to do is just get out of there. I guess its more to do with the viral population growth rather than the level of spirituality of the temples.
One of my favourite activities during my visits to Durpin Dara was to go around the monastery rotating the prayer wheels, trying to spin them as fast as I could, putting in extra effort to move the big wheels near the doors.
Now whenever I visit Kalimpong, I try to visit Durpin at least once. Brings back a lot of memories, my trips there with my mom, and how we used to come here every time we had guests coming over to stay with us. It was here in the Durpin ground, that Prem "Daju" first let me drive a jeep. I think I was in class 2 :) This was the place where I first saw a Helipad and was absolutely at awe when I saw a helicopter come and land. I have visited lots of monasteries in my life but whenever I hear about one, the Durpin monastery is the one that flashes before my eyes. Roots I guess, just roots.
During my days in Kalimpong, I had numerous opportunities to visit the various monasteries in and around the region. As a kid, I used to be very scared of entering monasteries, mainly due to the dark and scary interiors and the ambiance created by monks chanting with rhythmic beats of drums and horns in the background.
But with each and every visit, the fear subsided and in its place developed an interest in the Buddhist art and culture. The Gothic interiors which earlier scared me started intriguing me, the holy chants brought a sense of peace and tranquility. I could spend hours sitting quietly listening to them at the Zank Dhok Palri Phodang monastery situated at Durpin Dara.Topics such as religion and spirituality can be endlessly debated. I have visited endless temples and places of worship and the marked difference between a hindu temple and other places of worship is the feeling of spirituality. Go to a church or a monastery and spend some time there. You can actually get enough peace and quiet to reflect on yourself. Visit a temple and you would mostly be worrying about your shoes and wondering whether you would find them when you went back. The bigger the temple the lesser you feel close to God. Millions of people pushing, shoving and shouting, trying to get closer to God to cleanse their souls. The final result is that at the end of it all you want to do is just get out of there. I guess its more to do with the viral population growth rather than the level of spirituality of the temples.
One of my favourite activities during my visits to Durpin Dara was to go around the monastery rotating the prayer wheels, trying to spin them as fast as I could, putting in extra effort to move the big wheels near the doors.Now whenever I visit Kalimpong, I try to visit Durpin at least once. Brings back a lot of memories, my trips there with my mom, and how we used to come here every time we had guests coming over to stay with us. It was here in the Durpin ground, that Prem "Daju" first let me drive a jeep. I think I was in class 2 :) This was the place where I first saw a Helipad and was absolutely at awe when I saw a helicopter come and land. I have visited lots of monasteries in my life but whenever I hear about one, the Durpin monastery is the one that flashes before my eyes. Roots I guess, just roots.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Cockroach
Days have been just flying. This week just whizzed past! I actually wanted to write about something that would definitely get me killed by atleast a few girls but its too late and if I don't write it properly my death is inevitable :D
Marriage season is upon us and 2 marriages in the same week is a lot of action for me. I shall explain this later but here's a transcript of the kind of fun we have at work. There are times when guys irritate girls just for plain sadistic pleasure. And when it is a character like me God save the girls :D, specially on days I am super bored. Cause my level of boredom is inversely proportional to my IQ (Irritation Quotient) or my quality of taking the girls' cases.
So I will obviously not name them but let us just call them temporarily 1. Marathi Murgi (sorry i meant marathi mulgi) and 2. Ninja Murgi. Now Marathi Murgi has shifted to Goa where she feels more confident with about 600 kms separating us. We shall not talk about Ninja Murgi tonight. There's a third too. We shall refer to her as "Don't Mind Na". Anyways, thanks to my super skill at irritating their heads off, they have got a new name for me. The amount of time these girls spend finding names for me! They could have solved the world's hunger issue had they spent the same time in something more constructive :P My recent name is Cockroach and I am kinda happy with it, given the fact that I have survived these 3 nuclear holocausts for the past 3 years :D Here's our little conversation one morning:
And that's how my day begins :) Marathi Murgi is definitely gonna kill me and I am sure she will ask ninja murgi to do it for her :D
Marriage season is upon us and 2 marriages in the same week is a lot of action for me. I shall explain this later but here's a transcript of the kind of fun we have at work. There are times when guys irritate girls just for plain sadistic pleasure. And when it is a character like me God save the girls :D, specially on days I am super bored. Cause my level of boredom is inversely proportional to my IQ (Irritation Quotient) or my quality of taking the girls' cases.
So I will obviously not name them but let us just call them temporarily 1. Marathi Murgi (sorry i meant marathi mulgi) and 2. Ninja Murgi. Now Marathi Murgi has shifted to Goa where she feels more confident with about 600 kms separating us. We shall not talk about Ninja Murgi tonight. There's a third too. We shall refer to her as "Don't Mind Na". Anyways, thanks to my super skill at irritating their heads off, they have got a new name for me. The amount of time these girls spend finding names for me! They could have solved the world's hunger issue had they spent the same time in something more constructive :P My recent name is Cockroach and I am kinda happy with it, given the fact that I have survived these 3 nuclear holocausts for the past 3 years :D Here's our little conversation one morning:
me: subah subah
shaani ban rahi hai kya?
marathi murgi
Marathi Murgi: dekh ab tak cleaner aayi nahi hogi waha, tab tak chupa reh,udd mat
| 7 minutes |
me: aayi hai
bahar ka room kar rahi hai
chal aa gayi
Marathi Murgi: shubhayu shubhayu run away, baygon spray will find its prey
| 15 minutes |
me: shaant reh, urmat murgi
raat ko banegi teri tandoori
khayenge hum mil kar saare
hawa aane de, chal hat jaa re
wah wah!!!
| 20 minutes |
Marathi Murgi: bakwas :-/ x-(
And that's how my day begins :) Marathi Murgi is definitely gonna kill me and I am sure she will ask ninja murgi to do it for her :D
Thursday, May 27, 2010
The Night After
My first night at Chiplun passed by pretty uneventful after the initial hiccup. The next morning my Dad came to the hostel pretty early. I was planning to attend my first class of Engineering. Was pretty excited about it. I had generally inquired about classes and had realized that college had begun quite sometime back and guys who had joined during the earlier rounds had in fact covered quite a lot. Also came to know from them that students had to buy Drafters, Drawing Boards and Tools for Workshop. I was pretty overwhelmed as I had NOTHING with me at that point of time, except for a couple of note-books. Now that I look back, I was pretty ignorant about what all a student needs for Engineering. But anyways I had decided that I would manage everything myself and found out that all I had to do to get the basic necessities was to go around asking seniors if they have anything to sell off/discard. One small problem though, they were seniors waiting for juniors to come in :P
Fortunately, the guys of room number 9 had told me from their ragging experience, the code of conduct. "Koi bhi senior dikhe, seedha hello sir bol dena." Showed me one senior and told, "woh dikha to Jai Maharashtra bolna", pointed to another one and said, "usse duur rehna :P". They also told me a few seniors who would probably be able to help me with the things I required. So I went around collecting stuff, making sure not to make eye contact with anyone in the corridors. 2 reasons - I couldn't distinguish between seniors and juniors cause I knew no one; These guys could see fear in the eyes :P. I later realized that it was easy to spot a junior (Once I became a senior :D)
The next morning I was pretty confident (I think it was sunlight that brought the confidence :D, sort of like in horror movies, where you don't feel scared if its a day scene) Soon after my Dad, in comes Sameer and Nicholas! Abhange (our store in-charge and a kamina) leading the infantry :P. Sameer (henceforth also known as Sam) had come with his uncle while Nicholas (henceforth also known as Nickso) with his Dad. Sameer had an expression of being extremely bored and generally disinterested in all the going on. His uncle though seemed very cheerful. Nicholas looked like he would cry any moment while uncle had a serious, gentle look about him. I am sure Nicholas was the saddest of us all to come to Chiplun. It was decided that we would have breakfast and then go attend class while our Dads would make the general arrangements :)
Anyways lets just go on to the night. :) We were settled in and generally trying to get acquainted with each other. Just for the purpose of anonymity let us call ourselves Alpha, Beta and Gamma :D. There was another code of conduct in the hostel. If a senior walks in, you stand up! Or u r screwed. We were generally sitting and each doing our stuff when a senior walks in. Beta and Gamma got up but Alpha conveniently continued to lie on the bed. The senior found it extremely insulting. He spoke to B & G and threatened A that he was yet to see fireworks. All of us were pretty scared about that statement. We decided that we should just sleep off. I don't know when exactly but suddenly very late in the night, there was some serious noise happening. Alpha was being given lessons on respect. What happened was that Alpha had opened the door after some heavy banging. It was the senior who had come earlier with the scary one (refer above "usse duur rehna") and a couple more. The scary one had a rod and he was threatening that if Alpha didn't respect seniors, then the rod would go up a certain not so nice place. Well I think Alpha remembered that for quite sometime.
Meanwhile Beta and Gamma had realized that something was fishy. Beta had raised his head to see what was happening but under strict orders of the scary one, "Abey tu uth mat! soye reh!", decided to follow orders. By the time Gamma woke up things were almost done and he decided to carry on with the sleep. There's a very high possibility that Alpha didn't sleep much that night.
The next morning we didn't speak much about it, though we do laugh about those days now :) The following night was better... lol pretty hilarious, now that I recall. :)
Fortunately, the guys of room number 9 had told me from their ragging experience, the code of conduct. "Koi bhi senior dikhe, seedha hello sir bol dena." Showed me one senior and told, "woh dikha to Jai Maharashtra bolna", pointed to another one and said, "usse duur rehna :P". They also told me a few seniors who would probably be able to help me with the things I required. So I went around collecting stuff, making sure not to make eye contact with anyone in the corridors. 2 reasons - I couldn't distinguish between seniors and juniors cause I knew no one; These guys could see fear in the eyes :P. I later realized that it was easy to spot a junior (Once I became a senior :D)
The next morning I was pretty confident (I think it was sunlight that brought the confidence :D, sort of like in horror movies, where you don't feel scared if its a day scene) Soon after my Dad, in comes Sameer and Nicholas! Abhange (our store in-charge and a kamina) leading the infantry :P. Sameer (henceforth also known as Sam) had come with his uncle while Nicholas (henceforth also known as Nickso) with his Dad. Sameer had an expression of being extremely bored and generally disinterested in all the going on. His uncle though seemed very cheerful. Nicholas looked like he would cry any moment while uncle had a serious, gentle look about him. I am sure Nicholas was the saddest of us all to come to Chiplun. It was decided that we would have breakfast and then go attend class while our Dads would make the general arrangements :)
Anyways lets just go on to the night. :) We were settled in and generally trying to get acquainted with each other. Just for the purpose of anonymity let us call ourselves Alpha, Beta and Gamma :D. There was another code of conduct in the hostel. If a senior walks in, you stand up! Or u r screwed. We were generally sitting and each doing our stuff when a senior walks in. Beta and Gamma got up but Alpha conveniently continued to lie on the bed. The senior found it extremely insulting. He spoke to B & G and threatened A that he was yet to see fireworks. All of us were pretty scared about that statement. We decided that we should just sleep off. I don't know when exactly but suddenly very late in the night, there was some serious noise happening. Alpha was being given lessons on respect. What happened was that Alpha had opened the door after some heavy banging. It was the senior who had come earlier with the scary one (refer above "usse duur rehna") and a couple more. The scary one had a rod and he was threatening that if Alpha didn't respect seniors, then the rod would go up a certain not so nice place. Well I think Alpha remembered that for quite sometime.
Meanwhile Beta and Gamma had realized that something was fishy. Beta had raised his head to see what was happening but under strict orders of the scary one, "Abey tu uth mat! soye reh!", decided to follow orders. By the time Gamma woke up things were almost done and he decided to carry on with the sleep. There's a very high possibility that Alpha didn't sleep much that night.
The next morning we didn't speak much about it, though we do laugh about those days now :) The following night was better... lol pretty hilarious, now that I recall. :)
Abey aye! I am ok!
I know I was supposed to continue about the night after but I have to write this before it goes off of my head. Today was our gym trainer's Haldi (its a ritual about which I know very little, so shall not try and define it and write some crap. Bottom line is its the day when they have a lot of drinks and a lot of non-veg food. Apparently its the more exciting day of the whole marriage). Suman and myself were contemplating whether to go today or tomorrow on the day of the marriage. But the general consensus was, "Arey sir! Shaadi shaam ko 5 o'clock hai aur waise bhi shaadi mein kya karoge? Asli mazaa to aaj hai. Raat ko 3 baje tak daaru party hoga! mast nachenge!" Now that gave us more reasons not to go today :P. But the fact that we would miss out on the shaadi because we would not be able to make it after office made us decide otherwise and we decided to go today.
The whole thing was set up at juhugaon (we thought it was somewhere near Juhu when we heard the name for the first time) in Vashi. Neither of us were familiar with Juhugaon (It is basically sector 11, vashi) and our guide was supposed to be Nilesh (Suman's personal trainer), who is known for his misdirections. The last time he invited us to his home, he gave us directions which led us almost to the neighbouring town. The best part about him is he doesn't ask which way we are heading, where our starting point is, etc. He basically assumes these "minor details" and gives directions which is always invariably wrong. Today was no different. We knew it was near The Marine Center. Suman calls him up and tells him,"We are at the marine center and there is a ground near it. Where do we go?" Immediate answer, "Arey udhar hi hai sir! marine center, ground sab cross karo aur aagey aakey left lena, udhar kisi ko bhi pucho Sapna Lodge kidhar hai. Udhar aapko gaane ka awaaz aayega. Sun ke chale aana." We did the same. Unfortunately we almost reached a dead end. I asked Suman whether he was sure whether Nilesh knew which way we were facing. He wasn't confident but he said that he had already taken Nilesh's case about his sense of direction, so this time he wouldn't be wrong. Well we tried the "kisi ko bhi pucho" option and realized that we had walked in the exact opposite direction.
We somehow reached the destination. On reaching we realized that the groom was missing (not literally but couldn't find him where he was) but the daaru-party was in place. The first question was, "Peete ho na sir?" and the usual reponse when people hear us say that we don't drink. "Kya baat kar rahe ho!!?" Its as if we have committed this horrendous sin which is unimaginable and maybe even unpardonable! And that is usually followed by the usual ritual of trying to convince you to drink (as if they can suddenly break my life long resolution of not drinking giving me some cheap-ass excuse). Finally I sort of shut them off my case by delivering a lame ass dialogue to the famous reason, "Shiva ka shaadi hai sir! aaj to peeyo!" Told them, "Abey shiva ka shaadi hai to kya hua, main khud ke shaadi mein bhi nahi piyunga" I think that generally sent across the message that they are wasting precious time on me.
Suman unfortunately couldn't escape and he ended up taking a beer "cutting". I say "cutting" because the amount of beer was not more than a "cutting-chai". I on the other hand, had a couple of pegs of cola on the rocks :P. Soon they got busy with their stuff and didn't pay attention to our extremely boring habit of not drinking. Nilesh had already issued a disclaimer saying that he is not responsible for anything he does after he drinks. And apparently he is usually the entertainer after a couple of pegs. He starts off saying, "mujhe light dena, light!" And the rest of the guys are, "Abey pee na... kya light, light kar raha hai!?" Well one peg down and his smile seemed a lot bigger. Almost as wide as Julia Roberts' :D! Next thing we know, "One more please! I want one more!"
Down goes the second! Now I haven't seen a 750 ml bottle empty so fast. But I think within 15 minutes, 5-6 guys had downed one bottle. The other guys started taking his case, "Nilesh tujhe chadh gaya hai! Kal subah duty jaana hai, kaise jayega!?" He says, "Abey aye! I am ho-ho-ho-ok! Oye! Where is Royal Stag? Leke Aoo! Sir aap Royal Stag daalo! aaram se! koi tension nahi!" All of us were rolling all over the place laughing. He continues, "Main subah call kar dega! Madam! main kal shiva ke shaadi mein bahut peeya! aaj mujhe hangover hai, i'll not come!", turns to another guy and continues "abey sun, kal shaadi ke baad nerul gymkhaana se naach ke yahan tak ayenge!" (the distance is approximately 10 - 13 kms) We rolled all over the place some more.
Its really fun watching people get drunk, specially friends or peer. And I have noticed that the joy that a guy gets when he knows that he has found a drinking partner is limitless. The smile says it all. Its as if they have found a reason to live again. Also the sense of brotherhood. Normally a guy who would crib that everyone is finishing off his cigarettes would suddenly be offering everyone cigarettes and enjoying the sense of sharing :P "Aur peeyo!" comes from the heart! The final and the most irritating thing is the attempt of trying to make a non-drinker drink. Its like Dracula trying to increase his fraternity.
The whole thing was set up at juhugaon (we thought it was somewhere near Juhu when we heard the name for the first time) in Vashi. Neither of us were familiar with Juhugaon (It is basically sector 11, vashi) and our guide was supposed to be Nilesh (Suman's personal trainer), who is known for his misdirections. The last time he invited us to his home, he gave us directions which led us almost to the neighbouring town. The best part about him is he doesn't ask which way we are heading, where our starting point is, etc. He basically assumes these "minor details" and gives directions which is always invariably wrong. Today was no different. We knew it was near The Marine Center. Suman calls him up and tells him,"We are at the marine center and there is a ground near it. Where do we go?" Immediate answer, "Arey udhar hi hai sir! marine center, ground sab cross karo aur aagey aakey left lena, udhar kisi ko bhi pucho Sapna Lodge kidhar hai. Udhar aapko gaane ka awaaz aayega. Sun ke chale aana." We did the same. Unfortunately we almost reached a dead end. I asked Suman whether he was sure whether Nilesh knew which way we were facing. He wasn't confident but he said that he had already taken Nilesh's case about his sense of direction, so this time he wouldn't be wrong. Well we tried the "kisi ko bhi pucho" option and realized that we had walked in the exact opposite direction.
We somehow reached the destination. On reaching we realized that the groom was missing (not literally but couldn't find him where he was) but the daaru-party was in place. The first question was, "Peete ho na sir?" and the usual reponse when people hear us say that we don't drink. "Kya baat kar rahe ho!!?" Its as if we have committed this horrendous sin which is unimaginable and maybe even unpardonable! And that is usually followed by the usual ritual of trying to convince you to drink (as if they can suddenly break my life long resolution of not drinking giving me some cheap-ass excuse). Finally I sort of shut them off my case by delivering a lame ass dialogue to the famous reason, "Shiva ka shaadi hai sir! aaj to peeyo!" Told them, "Abey shiva ka shaadi hai to kya hua, main khud ke shaadi mein bhi nahi piyunga" I think that generally sent across the message that they are wasting precious time on me.
Suman unfortunately couldn't escape and he ended up taking a beer "cutting". I say "cutting" because the amount of beer was not more than a "cutting-chai". I on the other hand, had a couple of pegs of cola on the rocks :P. Soon they got busy with their stuff and didn't pay attention to our extremely boring habit of not drinking. Nilesh had already issued a disclaimer saying that he is not responsible for anything he does after he drinks. And apparently he is usually the entertainer after a couple of pegs. He starts off saying, "mujhe light dena, light!" And the rest of the guys are, "Abey pee na... kya light, light kar raha hai!?" Well one peg down and his smile seemed a lot bigger. Almost as wide as Julia Roberts' :D! Next thing we know, "One more please! I want one more!"
Down goes the second! Now I haven't seen a 750 ml bottle empty so fast. But I think within 15 minutes, 5-6 guys had downed one bottle. The other guys started taking his case, "Nilesh tujhe chadh gaya hai! Kal subah duty jaana hai, kaise jayega!?" He says, "Abey aye! I am ho-ho-ho-ok! Oye! Where is Royal Stag? Leke Aoo! Sir aap Royal Stag daalo! aaram se! koi tension nahi!" All of us were rolling all over the place laughing. He continues, "Main subah call kar dega! Madam! main kal shiva ke shaadi mein bahut peeya! aaj mujhe hangover hai, i'll not come!", turns to another guy and continues "abey sun, kal shaadi ke baad nerul gymkhaana se naach ke yahan tak ayenge!" (the distance is approximately 10 - 13 kms) We rolled all over the place some more.
Its really fun watching people get drunk, specially friends or peer. And I have noticed that the joy that a guy gets when he knows that he has found a drinking partner is limitless. The smile says it all. Its as if they have found a reason to live again. Also the sense of brotherhood. Normally a guy who would crib that everyone is finishing off his cigarettes would suddenly be offering everyone cigarettes and enjoying the sense of sharing :P "Aur peeyo!" comes from the heart! The final and the most irritating thing is the attempt of trying to make a non-drinker drink. Its like Dracula trying to increase his fraternity.
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