Back-2-Blog(B2B)

Got the much needed break. I was seeking it for quite some time.
Some friends asked me what has put my writing to such a halt.I was actually trying to write something from almost 3 months, but may be a little hectic schedule or certain mood swings were not allowing me to write.
Sitting alone in Golconda Fort, Hyderabad and no one to disturb me for at least two hours, this is like a real chance to get my way back to writings. I have all the time of world today:-)

Things are transforming fast and John Mayer's wonderful track "Stop this train" seems to be the need of hour.
This is a fact that life will change every other day and the onus lies on self rather than others how we want things to shape in your own life. I also planned a couple of things but can sense planning and execution has a couple of dependencies and need a lot of determination . I guess, now is the time to show some maturity rather than all the funny stuffs that seems to be the most essential elements these days. Regressing a certain things confuse me at times. But I guess, this is the way it goes.

The ideal start to this post should be to regress yet again on the fun part. Will be summarizing the events over the past two days or so. It has been a wonderful trip to Hyderabad. All the moments, be it the boat ride at Lumbini garden or the laser show at NTR garden, each stuffs had a moment in itself. A tour to Ramaji Film-City is an experience in itself and it's totally worth all the penny thar they charge as the entry fees there. All the shows, from movie making to stunt shows, the last ride to shooting locations: all are a real treat to watch.
Trying the most stupid Roller Coaster Ride of lifetime is a memory that will surely remain intact for a long time.
 
Coming from a pure North Indian Background, you might find this place a little different but something new. I also had a couple of perceptions about South India but now I am pretty sure that a couple of them are certainly wrong.
The journey has so far been real smooth, except an incident that is worth mentioning here. I went to attend a friend's marriage. To my utter surprise, I was the only person wearing a coat there. Everything was perfectly fine. All heights crossed the moment I asked for a spoon and to my surprise, a  guy asked me whether my origin is India or abroad. According to him,we in India are acquainted at eating with hands and I was the likely "alien" over there. 
I responded in a sarcastic manner and that guy could not help but laugh on his own comment. The point is, there are still certain changes that might take a little time to change.

Coming to the food part,Hyderabad is a real place for connoisseurs. It resembles Old Delhi in a couple of ways. A road trip ride to Chaar Minaar yesterday was a De-javu for a ride to Chandni Chowk.

This is such a memorable trip that will stay with me forever.
Completing Hyderabad trip within 3 days and attending a Telugu wedding was delight. They don't play songs, perform the "Nagin Dance" at band and DJ's like we do in North, still wedding in Hyderabad is a different experience in itself.

One more place,one more culture,one more ethnicity: we are correct when we boast about the unity in diversity.
Signing off for the day as my cell phone battery and my mind is going to hibernate soon in the hottest day at Hyderabad:-)

Life!!!!

Some times i wonder and I used to ask,
what is the purpose of my life and why am I here.
So many people around,with everyone running,
So many losers around,give me a feeling that I am lost.
It intrigues me so much that I feel confused.
I wonder whether life is a dream or a nightmare,
Discontent with my past,the unexpected way persons change with time,
Am I lost in my present and worrying about my future,

So I decided to run and run till my last breath.
Was it a compulsion or my choice to run,
flickering thoughts: money,desire,love,fame and passion,were chasing.
All senses came alive, in a miniature of second,
I need some air,such that I can breath,
I was deprived and alone in the utter peace.
Is it a goal or vicious circle that I am running,
but to my surprise, there were already many sprinters in the race,
competing each other in the nick of time'.

When we lay down defeated,feeling worthless and vulnerable,
even the brief touch of innocence acts as panacea.
My mind can feel the utter silence and I am getting answers to all my questions.
I realized that my journey has not yet started,
It will start when I will compete with no one else but myself.
I can feel the momentum and the pain,
Summit is coming and I have to run,
Suddenly my destination passed by,I did not realized whether it has actually happened,
I had no words to speak but can sense it happening.
A new race is waiting and i need to run again till my last breath.

Awesome Day!!!

Writing something on the blog after a period in excess of a month.

Many-a-things happened over the past month with majority of them being unexpected.

Everything has been great looking at the bigger picture though some things could have been a little better but we don't have the command on all that is going on.

Should not regress it further as I can not clarify things to a further extent.Still I think,why do we behave in a certain way at times.

One learning for me is that I should not take things for granted and better to have clarity rather than saying some unnecessary things.

Have some of the best memories over the past year or so.They are and will stay with me forever.There is no point of any bad feeling looking at how things shaped and that was the only reason I asked like that.

I said certain things that I should not have said but wanted some things to be discussed which made whole lot of  confusion.I am a little impatient and I know my weakness of revealing things when situation demands.

The moral of the story is better to say and clarify,and have a little patience when time requires.

Coming back to the main blog, yesterday had been an awesome day spent at the Capital Club Resort.

Anyways, life is about moving on and may be this will drive us towards the bigger quests of our respective lives.

I am optimistic as always and it has always worked for me in the right way.Many big things are coming,so this is crucial phase that taught me some lessons for lifetime.

The day started with a good bike ride and some distraction in between as took a wrong turn,but finally we managed to reach our destination on time.

Then a heavy breakfast,a cricket match full of cheating,3 wins at chess, a good lunch,swimming pool and then snacks. The day was so tied up.Only thing that was missing through the day was the "Bangalore Rains" and that we finally managed to get on the return. It rained like it rained never before.Was full drenched while returning.So it was an ideal windup for the day.

Move over doctor, maid is working!!!

Found this post in OPEN-PAGE(The Hindu).

It is too good:)

Sunday is a day I look forward to, like everyone else. Preparations for the weekend start from Saturday itself. I work half day and prefer not to give many appointments or post major surgeries for that day (thus reducing my weekend stress from any unexpected post-operative complication); enjoy a heavy lunch at home and a divine afternoon siesta (pesky calls and neighbours' dog permitting). The evening is spent in the company of friends or quietly at home watching a good movie (thanks to the liberal choice of movie channels). A couple of pegs of good scotch — even Scream 3 seems tolerable!

The next day I wake up late — the only day I am not woken up by the persistent clamour of the alarm. With difficulty, I open my eyes to the glare of sunlight streaming through the window — my better half has thoughtfully left the curtains wide open lest I waste too much of this lovely morning in bed. I loiter around the house with an unshaven chin, doing odd jobs (whether or not they require my expertise) and since I am in the mood, prepare French toast for my son for breakfast — the only culinary talent I possess and guaranteed to keep my wife out of the kitchen for the rest of the morning. The weekend is going on just fine.

Well… until the maid makes her entrance!

Suddenly, priorities change. The breadwinner of the family, who has been working hard throughout the week, doing delicate surgeries and saving people's lives, is no longer someone who has to be indulged — but a clumsy, jobless character who is just in the way of the super-efficient, hardcore professional who needs to finish this shift before moving on to the next one. I try my best to stay away from her area of furious activity — but am far too sluggish.

Hearing her dusting the bedroom upstairs, I put the computer on in the living room, hoping to check my mail. But no sooner the Windows logo disappears from the screen than she is down attacking a different window and my wife orders me up. I sulk and go to the television room, hoping to catch the morning headlines — but I am told curtly that I cannot watch TV. She has only finished the dusting upstairs and will be coming up again to do sweeping and mopping. I am asked to finish my bath, as it would be another 15 minutes before she reaches the bathroom. Under the circumstances, I decide, the bathroom would be the safest haven for me right then.

Just as I am revelling in a leisurely hot shower — for once without the weekday irritations from the early morning calls of highly strung anaesthetists (who always seem to find that precise moment to call to inform you that your patient is ready to be anaesthetised and say ‘could you hurry up please') — I hear a loud banging on my bathroom door. I turn off the shower, hurriedly wipe myself and with the towel wrapped around anxiously open the door; certain that it has to be either of the two domestic emergencies — the lizard that I scared off last week is back in the kitchen or my mother is on the phone. It turns out to be neither. I see my consort's face, flushed from rushing up the stairs,

“Maid no. 2 has come early today and she wants the washing clothes. She is in a hurry as she has to go to the Sunday market.”

After a detailed analysis of the habits and behavioural patterns of maids in our locality, my shrewd spouse arrived at the profound conclusion that the most cost-effective method of retaining maids is by distributing jobs. This way she would not be at the whims and fancies of any one of them and even when one went on leave or quit, the others could chip in and thus maintain domestic harmony. I could never remember their names — for by the time I managed to, someone else had already taken her place. My enterprising wife had discovered a novel way for me to identify them — they were referred to by the jobs they did.

After ensuring that Maid no. 2 is not denied the pleasures of her Sunday shopping, I debate whether to continue my shower or not. I decide against it as Maid no. 1 is now almost ready to start with the bathroom — and she would do her job irrespective of whether I was under the shower or not.

Half an hour later, my wife is up again. There is a concerned look on her face.

“No. 3 has stomach pain since last night and says she cannot work today. Can you give her some medicines? And do not give her what you gave last time. She said that it did not work and made her worse.”

I frown. I could not remember their names — how, heavens above, was I expected to remember what medicine I gave her three months ago? I rummage through our medicine chest, pretending to peer wisely at the names on the packing and hand over some anti-spasmodic.

“This is the latest and will definitely work.”

“One more thing; No. 1 has already left or else I would have asked her to do the dishes. Naturally, I cannot cook today — you will have to eat yesterday's leftovers. Unless you prefer to take us out for lunch.”

“Leftovers are fine.” I sigh.

Music or Life

Today I am listening to some of the best of the Tracks back-to-back from last 5 hrs.The range is from Bryan Adams,Backstreet Boys,Avril,John Mayer,James Blunt to classic Bollywood tracks.

There are some tracks which are simply irresistible.

The first one is "Kaise Mujhe" from Ghajini.

It is a scintillating track which may make you tremble if you are fully absorbed in the track.There is something special in this track.The combination of melody,lyrics and awesome music will absorb you in every bits and pieces.

Similarly "Na Jane Kabse" by Jal. When played on acoustic guitar,the effect it produces is difficult to explain in itself. These resonance interactions attenuate or amplify the sound at different frequencies, boosting or damping various harmonic tones and they will act as a pacifier in your busy and overburdened lives.

I might be wrong if I am not mentioning "1973" by James Blunt.

I am not sure what exactly is in this track but this is the best of all. 

There is something in music that can change your mood.At least for me it holds true that my mood does change drastically with the quality of song I am listening to.

The special thing about music is that their is not a single pure form of music.Every form has something dedicated for someone.It depends on the extent to which you are perceiving the depth of the same.Thus I will not be wrong to say that every song is dedicated to a particular theme and in case it is fulfilling this criterion,it is the purest form of music to me.

Last few days have been full of happenings.

The beginning of a new season "2012",completion of 1 year at Dell R&D,switching to pure automated mode,getting a brand new Black FZ,the timely and apt advice from bacha,some deep thought on future and the utter unpredictability of the events happening in the life are all making the life like a song full of lower and upper beats.The logical thinking has been the key that is working most of the time,still things have changed in the most unplanned and unpredictable way from MAY 2011 to MAY 2012.

I guess that I am getting a little deviated from music to something else that is as pure as music called "Life".

The truth here is that life is as pure as music.

We should better remove all the unnecessary complications and keep it as simple as possible.

Some kind of mess is part of everyone's life but what matters here is how we are going to sort it out!

I guess I am sounding a little confused as always,so better to wind up this piece soon.

The best way to wind up this piece of writing seems to be listening to the track "Stop This Train" by John Mayer.

If you have not heard this track,please listen to it.
You will definitely get my point;)