Wednesday, October 31, 2007

JOB




Have you ever experienced Deja vu? I did today. A friend of mine got a job. While I was being given the news, all the memories became alive of that day. The day i got my job.
The fun, the bounciness was so evident in the voice. There was some electric effect in the voice which also got transferred to me. Oh and suddenly i am happy again. Well i am happy always, but i now am even happier.

All the best to you, for the life ahead. Hope you get all that you ever deserved and a lot more.

Jaipur. Day two


What all we did?

Went to Maharani factory. bought to razayis.
Visited city palace.
Went up to Amber fort, bought gifts for friends. Wanted to ride an elephant, but couldnot do that. Had 2 glasses of butter-milk. Oh nothing's better than curd, when it comes to refreshing you.
Hawa Mahal. Ate at Kallu ka hotel. A very famous name in the old jaipur area.
Albert Hall. Took a horse ride. Sat a while. looked at the pigeons. and once even ran in them.
And den left for gurgaon.

For a third person, this is all we did. And the story would really be as boring and dumb as i just told you. But for us, it was totally different. Yes, we actually did go to these places. Amazing places.

The palaces, the forts. The people then really knew how to live in splendour.

A very interesting thing that i found in jaipur was, that every man there is a salesperson for jaipur. We asked someone on the street about the where-abouts of maharani factory, and he started on how and what can we find in that place, as soon as he was done giving the directions. Got to know about the 100g razayi, even before i had a chance to reach there. And i am sure, if i had talked to him a few more minutes, i would have gone and bought everything present there.
Finally when we went ahead a little more and got confused about the place again, we got a chance to talk to another sales-person. And this time he was an auto-rickshaw waala. Either these guys are all trained in salesman-ship, or they really are proud of the place. And i am very sure, its the latter that's true.

City palace is huge. You could smell the royalty, the courage and the valour in the very air that blows inside.

Amber fort was our next stop. The curvaceous roads that led to the fort were a delight to ride. Elephants with their mahouts, camels and horses with their riders were a common sight. I couldvisualise the life of ppl who lived in those forts and palaces and if anyone had ever lived like kings it had to be the maharajas and maharanis of jaipur. Outside the entrance a local was selling some items of rajasthani handicrafts. Beautiful and traditional jewellery, key chains, show pieces... they were all in abundance. We bought a few of them for our friends and entered the fort; by the time we returned back from Amber fort, we were dead twice over with the uphill walk (that we did 2 times, just for the fun of it). Two glasses of butter-milk and a bottle of soda for handique was all we needed to start once again and the journey resumed.

Our "paapi paet" had by then started growling and we had to go on the search of "Kallu ka hotel". After roaming around the Hawa mahal for some time, we finally found it hidden among the whole length and breadth of pink buildings. To Handique's disappointment and mine elation, it didn't look like a very sophisticated restaurant. It was just a dhaba. And that too very shabbily maintained.

Amber fort was a pleasure. Met some very interesting people. Exchanged my pea-nut masala for bananas with one of them. Did horse riding, although it was not much of it, as the guy would not allow me to take the reins in my hand. So, effectively i was just sitting on it, while he did all the walking. But I for once became a child again, and loved even that. The humpy, bumpy and very short ride that i had cost me 50 bucks, but i knew if he wud have asked 4 times over, i wud have been happy to pay.

And den we were off for Gurgaon.

Jaipur. Ha!! Jaipur, I will sure come to you again. Just wait and watch.

the week(ends) that passed II .... jaipur


A few excerpts from the conversations i had on 27-28 of october. They are arranged according to passing time. so try, and make some sense out of it.

the conversations presented hence forth, have been translated to english for the people reading this. The original conversation took place, in English, Hindi and sometimes just eyes.
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(On phone)
Me: mom, i am getting bored. Two of my flat mates are busy with their girlfriends, one is studying. other friends have to go to office.
Mum: oh!!! and you are left alone??
Me: maa, another call's coming, talk to you later.

[Its Handique]

Me: Hey handique.
Handique: Wanna goto Jaipur.

Yes.

Now?

Yes.

On bike?

Yes. give me sometime. i ll take a bath and get ready.

yeah sure.
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[The tour starts]
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Handique: We'll make our first stop after 4. At the most rudimentary dhaba possible.
Me: sure. I was thinking the same.

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Me: dude, look at the speed, i didn't know a 100cc bike could reach 90.
Handique: Give a little more acceleration.
Me: man, i have given it the max. it won't go any further

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now, where to? Adi said something about a sindhicamp bus-stop, where we can find hotel rooms.

Then lets go there.

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Find a bar. Find a bar. I need a drink.

Handique. chill, man. We'll do that.

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[Didn't find any chicken, as it was after 10 at night. ]
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Handique (drunk): Where are we going Neeraj?
Me: I don't know, maybe the hotel.

Ask me the same question

Where are we going Handique?

Railway station!!!!!

Lets do it.

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[Day ends]

the week(ends) that passed


For a person like me, nothin could be more satisfying than the last few days i spent. Well with exception of a few things, i haven't experienced so far. But we are here to talk about my time spent.

It all started with me meeting Handique. Its not like we didn't know each other. We sure did. But we didn't know this interesting and similar nature of each other. He is everything like me, except a little more than what and who I am. He is older, crazier, more extrovert and he loves to talk and travel.

The weekend before last, found two things. One, I love the ambience of railway platforms. The chaos that exists, the hurrying people, the people, the noise, all enchant me. Spent an hour reading a comic book on the platform bench and then left the station. Second, I found another way of enjoying life in Delhi. Parties. Met a whole lot of people in the party which i accompanied Handique to. And the best part was, even he hardly knew anyone there, other than may be the hosts. But it was fun. With everyone around smoking and drinking and beautiful girls to look at. some of the most amazing people to talk to. Handique was totally spent, and still insisted on driving back.

Monday, office annual party. Objectively, it sucked. Booze got over even before the party could take off. Almost no arrangements. Dull crowd and stupid games. But if I want to enjoy, who can stop me. Had a ball of a time. Danced for hours on the disc floor. When with friends, it doesn't matter, where you are. And with friends like these, oh anything's perfect.

Week was hectic. Late nights, a lot of work and confusion. Couldnot manage to even check my orkut profile till i reached home, every night.

What did i do this weekend? Thats a long story, and the next blog covers it.

Found It


Finally i did sleep.

I am not an insomniac, but yeah, i somehow have not been able to sleep for long hours. Last night was good. i slept for 8 hours. 8 long hours, and its such beautiful day. I guess i can go without eating garlic today.

Monday, October 08, 2007

Think

Found this floating on the Net.

Sunday, October 07, 2007

Rains


Rain rain go away... little johnny wants to play.
i don't know why would little johnny not want rain to be there. I mean don't kids love to get wet. I still do. And i do get wet most of the times.

But why suddenly rains? well, for once somehow rains have been following me for some days now (not literally). but wherever i see, i see a mention of it. A junior has his status message that says, "i love rain". Called mom, she was upset with too much of it, shez not able to go shopping and the pujas are around the corner. And many many more. But when i landed on a blog by Megha about how she loves rain, i thought, someone's tryingto tell me something. Maybe, just maybe, I need to write something about it, or not. But i decided to take the plunge and here i am writing about rains (or on the lack of it).

I was born in a family which loved rains. Sure i have been spanked for not wearing my raincoats even after having it in my bag all along. Sure i have been scolded for leaving my umbrella just outside my home, so that i dont have to carry it, and for walking and jumping in the knee deep puddles that are formed on the road. But, still i always believed my family loved rains. I could see my mom, my dad, me and my brother all sitting near the window watching the beauty of the nature's most amazing occurence. Looking at the playfield infront with temporary rivers formed on them. Children playing and running around while there parents looking at them angrily and waiting for them to get back for a flogging (i am sure others would have seen me doing the same a lot many times). And when its accompanied with gusts of wind, nothing could be dearer to watch. Clothes clinging to people as if asking them to for once give them shelter under their skin. Its beautiful.
Even in KGP, I have enjoyed the rain. We became children again, played football, rugby and what not. Went on a stroll amid heavy downpour. Stood on the corridors getting soaked in cold and heavy showers. We have even run into the open spaces collecting ice, after a hail-storm in our first year. There's nothing better than a hot cup of coffee while you are completely soaked. And we have been lucky enough to do all that.

So, when in Gurgaon I found that rain was a luxury, my soul cried.... ok that was going a little overboard but i sure missed it. I have almost savoured every drop that i could. But 10-12 showers in the whole rainy seaon? (got wet 6-7 times).

Three words.... I NEED RAIN. Send it along, plzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Monday, October 01, 2007

Friend

Found this on someone's Shelfari notebook.
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"Hi, Bookmarker..U have more friends than books in ur store.."
Yes, they are less expensive, more valuable and at times more interesting to read !"
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