Monday, June 29, 2026
Are Options good?
Its been more than a decade now, I have written anything. Lot have changed since. Been a husband than a father, then a father of two, survived covid, been very few places around the world and country.
Sitting at airport waiting to board, I restrospecting what has changed in 15 years and one point I feel we are only living in present. Not that it's bad but only living in present we tend to forget what lies in future for us.
One specific thing that hits me hard is some of the things we did in past were way better. This comes from the project that me and my other half are working on - creating physical photo albums. Its the best treasure I feel to savor and enjoy beautiful moments we are creating. I Theatre is more valued than movies(no retakes), reel cameras were better than digital ones (including phones) you have to be perfect and sure before you hit that button. This brings to the question of the day - Are Options really good?
In traditional Indian setup 40-50 years ago even in choosing a life partner happened without any choice.
Aren't we complicating things with more and more options
Lets retrospect!
Ciao.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Finally, I resigned! :)
It all started 2 years back.
I was a small boy back then.
People were taking my advantage.
Although I was learning this,
but I turned a blind eye and had patience.
The plot started to thicken,
and I was getting trapped slowly.
I accepted the fact this is part and parcel of life.
We are humans and sometimes
we have to make tough decisions.
My Dad supported me a lot during these days,
I concentrated on work and performed well,
but pressure was building up.
I tried not to show off the pressure and always smiled.
Some months back there were moments,
when it was about to happen.
But now it was too much and I agreed.
Tried hard and got really a very good offer
and then took with Parent's advice.
No doubt i enjoyed all these years
Still thought a lot, consulted with some really close friends
Finally I resigned, I resigned from bachelorhood
Relieving date is not yet decided. I'm happy to be on notice period ;)
I was a small boy back then.
People were taking my advantage.
Although I was learning this,
but I turned a blind eye and had patience.
The plot started to thicken,
and I was getting trapped slowly.
I accepted the fact this is part and parcel of life.
We are humans and sometimes
we have to make tough decisions.
My Dad supported me a lot during these days,
I concentrated on work and performed well,
but pressure was building up.
I tried not to show off the pressure and always smiled.
Some months back there were moments,
when it was about to happen.
But now it was too much and I agreed.
Tried hard and got really a very good offer
and then took with Parent's advice.
No doubt i enjoyed all these years
Still thought a lot, consulted with some really close friends
Finally I resigned, I resigned from bachelorhood
Relieving date is not yet decided. I'm happy to be on notice period ;)
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
आज उनकी जय बोल |
An awesome poem by रामधारी सिंह दिनकर |
जला अस्थियां बारी-बारी
चिटकाई जिनमें चिंगारी,
जो चढ़ गये पुण्यवेदी पर
लिए बिना गर्दन का मोल
कलम, आज उनकी जय बोल |
जो अगणित लघु दीप हमारे
तूफानों में एक किनारे,
जल-जलाकर बुझ गए किसी दिन
मांगा नहीं स्नेह मुंह खोल
कलम, आज उनकी जय बोल |
पीकर जिनकी लाल शिखाएं
उगल रही सौ लपट दिशाएं,
जिनके सिंहनाद से सहमी
धरती रही अभी तक डोल
कलम, आज उनकी जय बोल |
अंधा चकाचौंध का मारा
क्या जाने इतिहास बेचारा,
साखी हैं उनकी महिमा के
सूर्य चन्द्र भूगोल खगोल
कलम, आज उनकी जय बोल |
जला अस्थियां बारी-बारी
चिटकाई जिनमें चिंगारी,
जो चढ़ गये पुण्यवेदी पर
लिए बिना गर्दन का मोल
कलम, आज उनकी जय बोल |
जो अगणित लघु दीप हमारे
तूफानों में एक किनारे,
जल-जलाकर बुझ गए किसी दिन
मांगा नहीं स्नेह मुंह खोल
कलम, आज उनकी जय बोल |
पीकर जिनकी लाल शिखाएं
उगल रही सौ लपट दिशाएं,
जिनके सिंहनाद से सहमी
धरती रही अभी तक डोल
कलम, आज उनकी जय बोल |
अंधा चकाचौंध का मारा
क्या जाने इतिहास बेचारा,
साखी हैं उनकी महिमा के
सूर्य चन्द्र भूगोल खगोल
कलम, आज उनकी जय बोल |
Friday, September 17, 2010
Bewafai ki hadd
Deewangi humari aisi thi ki har lamha har saans unki chahat me neelaam kar gaye,
Unki bewafai ki hadd to dekho unko pata nahi ki yaad me hum yahan hai ya khuda ko pyaare ho gaye
Unki bewafai ki hadd to dekho unko pata nahi ki yaad me hum yahan hai ya khuda ko pyaare ho gaye
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Yahi ek mantar
Sapne shat-shat in nainan mein,
Har manzil ki aur badhte hai.
Kathin tapasya kathin parishram
bin bole hi karte hai.
Safal jeevan ki talash,
kyun dar dar dar dar bhatakte hai.
Rupya-paisa daulat dhan,
Ghanghor sataye iski maya.
Dukh hi dukh pata jayega,
pade kali iski chaaya.
Aur aur ki chaah me,
Sachai ko naa seh paaya
Charm kes naadi ya rakth
kshann me nasht ho jata hai
Samay sada se adig rahe
har pal hume sikhata hai
jhaak zara apne andar to,
kyun khud ko jaan nahi pata hai?
Keh gaye woh dhyaani gyaani,
Sukh dukh ki ek bhook bhayankar...
Sada sataye tujhe ai prani
svaymev ko tu jaan nirantar
Parmatam ka yahi ek mantar,
yahi ek mantar...yahi ek mantar...
Har manzil ki aur badhte hai.
Kathin tapasya kathin parishram
bin bole hi karte hai.
Safal jeevan ki talash,
kyun dar dar dar dar bhatakte hai.
Rupya-paisa daulat dhan,
Ghanghor sataye iski maya.
Dukh hi dukh pata jayega,
pade kali iski chaaya.
Aur aur ki chaah me,
Sachai ko naa seh paaya
Charm kes naadi ya rakth
kshann me nasht ho jata hai
Samay sada se adig rahe
har pal hume sikhata hai
jhaak zara apne andar to,
kyun khud ko jaan nahi pata hai?
Keh gaye woh dhyaani gyaani,
Sukh dukh ki ek bhook bhayankar...
Sada sataye tujhe ai prani
svaymev ko tu jaan nirantar
Parmatam ka yahi ek mantar,
yahi ek mantar...yahi ek mantar...
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Kuchhh….
Kuch shabd hote hai aise jo jubaan par bas jate hai,
Kuch chehre hote hai aise jo aankhon me bas jate hai,
Kuch pal hote hai aise jo zehen me utar jaate hai,
Kuch to sacchai hai dil me jo hum tumko yaad aajate hai
Friday, August 27, 2010
An Afternoon in Mumbai
It was an odd timing to go to Nariman Point but we were short of time still we decided to sit at a place where we can hear sea waves hitting the stones. Although sun was right on top of Arabian Sea, air was soothing. I was sitting with her, a girl whom I liked than any other girl. We were sitting on the bench facing the road with a mixed sound of BMWs to Fiat taxis to Honda and Skoda cars. The old Sea facing apartment constructed during the time Dhirubhai Ambani might be a kid or was just born, with such a strategical location that the owner of the apartment had a routine of watching Queen's Necklace after every breakfast and dinner.
"How happy that man might be" she said looking at the man in balcony of such a strategically located apartment.
"And why do you think so?" I said
"He has got everything in life, a sea facing flat at Nariman Point what else does one need in life." I felt that her voice had a greed for big money and this was not the first time I heard from her, but this time she made it very clear.
"How can you say that, he might have some problems too. What if mafia trouble's him every now and then what if his wife's cheating on him or his son is a gay." I had no intention of discouraging her but wanted to let her know that with big amount of money things might not be what they seem to be. I always use might because you never know there are lucky people all around you and you do not know.
I still wonder is/was that really an ambition or is/was that a deep greed which was a bud now blooming into a flower...
There was an instance in my life some years back when i imagined my life with her as my partner (well i guess at some point of time everyone does think like this) but eventually I came to know I was just being silly.
Till this day she was on my mind everyday and now hardly think of her anymore. Today eventually she crossed my mind after a long time... Yes I was missing her, but things are not always you want them to be Because as Limp Bizkit says Everything happens for a reason ;)
It was a memorable afternoon.
"How happy that man might be" she said looking at the man in balcony of such a strategically located apartment.
"And why do you think so?" I said
"He has got everything in life, a sea facing flat at Nariman Point what else does one need in life." I felt that her voice had a greed for big money and this was not the first time I heard from her, but this time she made it very clear.
"How can you say that, he might have some problems too. What if mafia trouble's him every now and then what if his wife's cheating on him or his son is a gay." I had no intention of discouraging her but wanted to let her know that with big amount of money things might not be what they seem to be. I always use might because you never know there are lucky people all around you and you do not know.
I still wonder is/was that really an ambition or is/was that a deep greed which was a bud now blooming into a flower...
There was an instance in my life some years back when i imagined my life with her as my partner (well i guess at some point of time everyone does think like this) but eventually I came to know I was just being silly.
Till this day she was on my mind everyday and now hardly think of her anymore. Today eventually she crossed my mind after a long time... Yes I was missing her, but things are not always you want them to be Because as Limp Bizkit says Everything happens for a reason ;)
It was a memorable afternoon.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Rhymes on Rhyme
its always for me a big struggle
to write a poem and words to juggle
be it spirit, be it ones love
writing a poem requires some nerve
when life becomes like thousands of hells
i seek for the poet inside that dwells
even in the situation not so well,
crazy creativity gives sweet smell
i write n write n write n write
so late, be it wrong or right
call me a novice or call me a knight
to improve on poems I'll always fight
now i get the reason why i write,
black eyes n sweet smile came to my sight
credits, you deserve this stupid creation,
as i draw from you, this inspiration.
Gone are the days when i made sense
time has come to write some non-sense
With so much work n less so time,
still i stretch to maintain the rhyme
sounding well is one aspect
writing meaningful is art to respect
taken pain to write, so i serve,
serving this, definitely requires some nerve
to write a poem and words to juggle
be it spirit, be it ones love
writing a poem requires some nerve
when life becomes like thousands of hells
i seek for the poet inside that dwells
even in the situation not so well,
crazy creativity gives sweet smell
i write n write n write n write
so late, be it wrong or right
call me a novice or call me a knight
to improve on poems I'll always fight
now i get the reason why i write,
black eyes n sweet smile came to my sight
credits, you deserve this stupid creation,
as i draw from you, this inspiration.
Gone are the days when i made sense
time has come to write some non-sense
With so much work n less so time,
still i stretch to maintain the rhyme
sounding well is one aspect
writing meaningful is art to respect
taken pain to write, so i serve,
serving this, definitely requires some nerve
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Life's not gonna be same anymore...
It was in primary schools we learned "Rome was not built in a day" which also had "but was destroyed in one"
Similar to the above quote I read "It takes years to make one regular customers but takes seconds to loose one" and recently I experienced something similar "It takes months n years to build trust but few acts to loose one"
If you like something from deep within and constantly work upon it and the trust breaks its lost forever. It hurts and it hurts a lot.
Bottom Line "Do not trust easily not at-least at workplace, do not get involved too much with anyone but family"
My Intuitions work for me and I'm getting some positive vibes... So be prepared for some shocking news from my End
Similar to the above quote I read "It takes years to make one regular customers but takes seconds to loose one" and recently I experienced something similar "It takes months n years to build trust but few acts to loose one"
If you like something from deep within and constantly work upon it and the trust breaks its lost forever. It hurts and it hurts a lot.
Bottom Line "Do not trust easily not at-least at workplace, do not get involved too much with anyone but family"
My Intuitions work for me and I'm getting some positive vibes... So be prepared for some shocking news from my End
Monday, January 11, 2010
Shama jalne se pehle...
Shama jalne se phele ek baar bhadakti hai, Saasein bhujne se phele ek baar chalti, Yuhi aapko bhulaya nahin jaata, Aap ke deedar ko aaj bhi aankhen ek baar tarasti hai...
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Inspired by family
Today (technically speaking - yesterday) we won the GREEN PULSE - I would dedicate this win to my parents and my chacha who is a great poet in our family.
Inspired by family driven by team.
Love you all!
Inspired by family driven by team.
Love you all!
Saturday, December 26, 2009
कोंकण मे कुछ पल |
इस बार सोचा चलो हिन्दी मे ही कुछ लिखा जाए |
कल हम कुछ दोस्त मिलकर कोंकण गये थे | पहले तो रिवर राफ्टिंग का कार्यक्रम था पर बाँध से पानी ना छोड़े जाने के कारण वो तो हम कर नही पाए - लगभग १० दिन से आस लिए बैठे थे की अब जाएँगे अब जाएँगे पर सब चौपट हो गया | फिर क्या था कोंकण के काशिद बीच पर डेरा डाल दिया | पेड़ से बँधे हुए झूलों पर लेटे लेटे नारियल पानी पीना , गरमा गरम पोहे और स्पेशल चाय सूरज की मद्धम धूप मे मज़ा आ गया | कंपनी मे हमारे नुकड नाटक की सफलता के बाद यह एक मस्त वाला जशन था | इन पलों की याद मे एक ब्लॉग पोस्ट होना ज़रूरी था |
कल हम कुछ दोस्त मिलकर कोंकण गये थे | पहले तो रिवर राफ्टिंग का कार्यक्रम था पर बाँध से पानी ना छोड़े जाने के कारण वो तो हम कर नही पाए - लगभग १० दिन से आस लिए बैठे थे की अब जाएँगे अब जाएँगे पर सब चौपट हो गया | फिर क्या था कोंकण के काशिद बीच पर डेरा डाल दिया | पेड़ से बँधे हुए झूलों पर लेटे लेटे नारियल पानी पीना , गरमा गरम पोहे और स्पेशल चाय सूरज की मद्धम धूप मे मज़ा आ गया | कंपनी मे हमारे नुकड नाटक की सफलता के बाद यह एक मस्त वाला जशन था | इन पलों की याद मे एक ब्लॉग पोस्ट होना ज़रूरी था |
Monday, November 30, 2009
Kyun Khoon nahi khaulta
Har saal hazaron Maasum ho rahe hai kurbaan
Bebas ki jaati hai jaan, kis baat pe humhe hoti hai shaan?
Kyun aisi kurbaani par yeh desh hai chalta?
Kyun aasun nahi aate, kyun khoon nahi khaulta!
Zakham pe zakham diye jaa rahe woh,
Bhare huye zakhmon ko khuret te ja rahe hai woh,
Bar bar is desh ko kyun balidaan hai dena padta ....
Kyun kaleja nahi jalta, kyun khoon nahi khaulta!
Aadat hoti ja rahi hai is aasaan zindagi ki... Koi aur mar raha hai
Koi bhai kho raha hai, koi pati to koi beta kho raha hai.
Yeh ishara hai aane wala kal tumhara hai...jo kal kisi aur ka tha
kyun dard nahi hota, kyun khoon nahi khaulta!
Kyun bebas ho rahe hai, haath dhare baithe rehna pad raha hai
Kyun koi neta roj sare aam junta ko loot leta hai
Bina haath lagaye sab ka balaatkar hai kar deta...
kyun ehsaas nahi hota, kyun khoon nahi khaulta!
Sirf baaton me ulajhta jaata hoon, Shahidon ke liye diye jalata hoon
Kyun bahadur jawano ke parivar ko me laachar paata hoon
Sirf shabdon se khelta ja raha hoon, Nahi!! Der se hi sahi par aaj me jaaga hoon
Chalo sabko chupe sach ki aur le jata hoon, kisi ka to khoon khaulata hoon
kasam is dharti ki, Is soye huye Hindustan ko ab me uthaunga
Bhagat Singh, Bose se kamte-unikrishnan tak sabko, dilo me jagaunga
Is boojhti chingari ko... nayi kranti ki jwaala banaunga
Har aankh me aasu, dil me dard aur kaleje me agan jalaunga
Jitna ho sake is khoon ko khaulaunga is khoon ko khaulaunga
Is khoon ko khaulaunga....
Sunday, October 4, 2009
The Two weekends
Last two weekends were long weekends - Yes 3 day long weekend is Long for us.
The First Weekend
(26th Sep Sat-Sun-Mon)
Starts with a minor hiccup and smooth 3 days of travelling, friends and fun. Traveled all the way to Lonavala on bike, Get together with school friends, merry weather in the laps of nature couple of days of fresh air, India-Pakistan match (which India Lost ...sob sob), Awesome Dinner with good ol school days talk, Punctured tyre, Amby Valley road drive, back to Pune, going hometown for a day.
The Second Weekend
(2nd Oct Fri-Sat-Sun)
Starts with a gain. Relaxation, Study, Motivation, entertainment, shopping, a good dinner, some business talks with friends, a short chat with celebrity on facebook and finally a non-senti blog post while watching Sarkar.
That was a much needed break. More posts to come.
Cheers...
The First Weekend
(26th Sep Sat-Sun-Mon)
Starts with a minor hiccup and smooth 3 days of travelling, friends and fun. Traveled all the way to Lonavala on bike, Get together with school friends, merry weather in the laps of nature couple of days of fresh air, India-Pakistan match (which India Lost ...sob sob), Awesome Dinner with good ol school days talk, Punctured tyre, Amby Valley road drive, back to Pune, going hometown for a day.
The Second Weekend
(2nd Oct Fri-Sat-Sun)
Starts with a gain. Relaxation, Study, Motivation, entertainment, shopping, a good dinner, some business talks with friends, a short chat with celebrity on facebook and finally a non-senti blog post while watching Sarkar.
That was a much needed break. More posts to come.
Cheers...
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Deewane ho gaye....
kisi ke pyaar me deewane ho gaye ,
pyaar to na mila par is chakkar me shayar ho gaye
aaj un lamho ko dekh has deta hoon,
woh bhi kya waqt tha, us waqt ko gujre jamane ho gaye
Ab to zindagi se poochta hoon kya aisa koi phir aayega,
zindagi bhi muskura ke kehti hai, sabra karo koi behtar mil jayega
us behtar ke intazar me phir deewane ho gaye,
anjane chehre ko dhundte dhundte hum apno se begane ho gaye
Koi kareeb hote hue bhi door ho chala jata hai,
is ishq vishq ke chakkar me bhavar me phasta chala jata hai,
aise bhavar se khud ko nikal liya hai,
dusro ko bhi bachate bachate hum sayane ho gaye
Zindagi se poocha bach bhi gaye aur sayane bhi hue
par woh chehra na mila woh aankhen na mili,
zindagi phir muskurayi, humhari bhi kismat hai aisi yaad dilayi
us kismat ke sahare hum dewaane mast mastane ho gaye
Par yeh safar sirf us chehre ke liye nahi,
yeh safar to un chehron ke liye hai, jo hume yaad karte hai,
un sabki yaad ki bhi ek ibadat hai, yeh samajh kar sambhal gaye,
aur unki yaad ke hum deewane ho gaye, hum deewane ho gaye
pyaar to na mila par is chakkar me shayar ho gaye
aaj un lamho ko dekh has deta hoon,
woh bhi kya waqt tha, us waqt ko gujre jamane ho gaye
Ab to zindagi se poochta hoon kya aisa koi phir aayega,
zindagi bhi muskura ke kehti hai, sabra karo koi behtar mil jayega
us behtar ke intazar me phir deewane ho gaye,
anjane chehre ko dhundte dhundte hum apno se begane ho gaye
Koi kareeb hote hue bhi door ho chala jata hai,
is ishq vishq ke chakkar me bhavar me phasta chala jata hai,
aise bhavar se khud ko nikal liya hai,
dusro ko bhi bachate bachate hum sayane ho gaye
Zindagi se poocha bach bhi gaye aur sayane bhi hue
par woh chehra na mila woh aankhen na mili,
zindagi phir muskurayi, humhari bhi kismat hai aisi yaad dilayi
us kismat ke sahare hum dewaane mast mastane ho gaye
Par yeh safar sirf us chehre ke liye nahi,
yeh safar to un chehron ke liye hai, jo hume yaad karte hai,
un sabki yaad ki bhi ek ibadat hai, yeh samajh kar sambhal gaye,
aur unki yaad ke hum deewane ho gaye, hum deewane ho gaye
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Feeling Nostalgic
Why, How and since when....
This is not the first time i'm feeling nostalgic... but its different from previous times... Is it some type of illness? I think it is and the symptoms are:..
1. Can't concentrate on work,
2. Can't concentrate on art,
3. Not comfortable at home,
4. Running away from friends,
5. Can't even stick to this laptop for a 2 hour movie...
6. Loss in energy and enthusiasm that i had a couple of years ago
In such nostalgic phase there is/are some strong desire/s which might kill such feeling. I tried to figure out and right now only thing i can think of is go on a long drive in a car with some music on long drive away from all this... may be i need a break
Still figuring out whats the cause...
Hope this passes soon
Cheers
This is not the first time i'm feeling nostalgic... but its different from previous times... Is it some type of illness? I think it is and the symptoms are:..
1. Can't concentrate on work,
2. Can't concentrate on art,
3. Not comfortable at home,
4. Running away from friends,
5. Can't even stick to this laptop for a 2 hour movie...
6. Loss in energy and enthusiasm that i had a couple of years ago
In such nostalgic phase there is/are some strong desire/s which might kill such feeling. I tried to figure out and right now only thing i can think of is go on a long drive in a car with some music on long drive away from all this... may be i need a break
Still figuring out whats the cause...
Hope this passes soon
Cheers
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Yaad...
Aaj kisi ne phir unki yaad dilayi
Aur unki Yaad me humne phir kalam uthayi
Jakhmo ko khuret kar woh kahani
Humne apne aap se phir daurahi
Dard to hota hai magar kya kare
Jina pad raha unhi ke yaad ke sahare
Unhi ki aakhon ko dhund ti rehti hai nighaye
Un Nighaho ko ki talash me fir rahe hai mare mare
Hum jante to nahi yeh ishq ka ehsaas
Magar aapki muskurahat is dil ko hai khaas
Muskurate rehna sada jahan bhi tum jaoge
Par yeh yaad rakhna is dil ke kone me sada tum apne aap ko paoge
Har Saans se tumhare liye dua hi nilegi
Silsila in duaon ka aise hi chalega
Tum itne ho khaas ki tham jaye dhadkan bhi
Aur tham jaye saans bhi,
yeh ruh tumhari salamati chahegi
yeh ruh tumhari salamati chahegi
Aur unki Yaad me humne phir kalam uthayi
Jakhmo ko khuret kar woh kahani
Humne apne aap se phir daurahi
Dard to hota hai magar kya kare
Jina pad raha unhi ke yaad ke sahare
Unhi ki aakhon ko dhund ti rehti hai nighaye
Un Nighaho ko ki talash me fir rahe hai mare mare
Hum jante to nahi yeh ishq ka ehsaas
Magar aapki muskurahat is dil ko hai khaas
Muskurate rehna sada jahan bhi tum jaoge
Par yeh yaad rakhna is dil ke kone me sada tum apne aap ko paoge
Har Saans se tumhare liye dua hi nilegi
Silsila in duaon ka aise hi chalega
Tum itne ho khaas ki tham jaye dhadkan bhi
Aur tham jaye saans bhi,
yeh ruh tumhari salamati chahegi
yeh ruh tumhari salamati chahegi
Monday, May 4, 2009
Blog a punch bag...
A year back i got this lovely thing - laptop. Why did i buy it... its such a pleasure to hit on the keys of my laptop to write something like blog. Why do i blog? I blog because its my friend when nobody's there to listen when humans around my life are less close. There's always family to share your things, your feeling, your joy and sorrow... but not anger and frustration... For me anger should be preserved for right time to come out.
Well my blog posts are result of extreme emotions and today its anger. The day started very dull i came back from home after 3 days vacation had a lot of work...
The things code didn't work and the work kind-of stopped at the workstation :P
Plan to go out for friend's wedding gets canceled because business might come to company during recession.
Then the expected happened it was appraisals and there were points which i totally disagreed to my manager but can't help it because he is my manager. It hurts but what hurts is you cant do anything about it if you try to do it you are screwed by whole upper management because you are opposing someone who knows more, someone who doesn't have faith in his/her juniors, someone who calls you "stupid", someone doesn't says you are a good resource but says you "need improvement in everything", someone who wants me to be a leader by telling me i did good job but others performed better, someone who's help comes with some price.
Ultimately, i come back home and nothing like a boxing punch bag in my room to let out my frustration of all the bad experience of the day or a place to shout aloud so as to let out my frustration... So here i'm punching on my virtual punch bag!
Enough for today may i need to catch some sleep! Lets see if sleep heals these pains
Well my blog posts are result of extreme emotions and today its anger. The day started very dull i came back from home after 3 days vacation had a lot of work...
The things code didn't work and the work kind-of stopped at the workstation :P
Plan to go out for friend's wedding gets canceled because business might come to company during recession.
Then the expected happened it was appraisals and there were points which i totally disagreed to my manager but can't help it because he is my manager. It hurts but what hurts is you cant do anything about it if you try to do it you are screwed by whole upper management because you are opposing someone who knows more, someone who doesn't have faith in his/her juniors, someone who calls you "stupid", someone doesn't says you are a good resource but says you "need improvement in everything", someone who wants me to be a leader by telling me i did good job but others performed better, someone who's help comes with some price.
Ultimately, i come back home and nothing like a boxing punch bag in my room to let out my frustration of all the bad experience of the day or a place to shout aloud so as to let out my frustration... So here i'm punching on my virtual punch bag!
Enough for today may i need to catch some sleep! Lets see if sleep heals these pains
Friday, April 3, 2009
Jab bhi Koshish Ki
Jab bhi koshish ki apne jakhmo ko bharne ki
Waqt ne kured kar aur dard badha diya
Bahut koshish ki nai duniya basane ki
Baharo ne khushiyo ko paas aane na diya
Baharo ko mai bulata raha
unhone dur dur se mera daman bhiga diya
Bahot koshish ki tujhe bhul jane ki
Teri bato ne bhulne na diya
Jab bhi koshish ki apne jakhmo ko bharne ki
Waqt ne kured kar aur dard badha diya
Mai jau kaha kaise tujhse dur jau
tujhko saya mera muqadar ne bana diya
Jo diya tha maine tumhe
aaj sud samet paa raha hoon
Jo bhi jakhm hai mere
mere gunaho ka diya
Raho me charag tumne kitne jalaye
Jab maine koshish ki,hawao ne sath na diya
Jab bhi koshish ki apne jakhmo ko bharne ki
Waqt ne kured kar aur dard badha diya
Waqt ne kured kar aur dard badha diya
Bahut koshish ki nai duniya basane ki
Baharo ne khushiyo ko paas aane na diya
Baharo ko mai bulata raha
unhone dur dur se mera daman bhiga diya
Bahot koshish ki tujhe bhul jane ki
Teri bato ne bhulne na diya
Jab bhi koshish ki apne jakhmo ko bharne ki
Waqt ne kured kar aur dard badha diya
Mai jau kaha kaise tujhse dur jau
tujhko saya mera muqadar ne bana diya
Jo diya tha maine tumhe
aaj sud samet paa raha hoon
Jo bhi jakhm hai mere
mere gunaho ka diya
Raho me charag tumne kitne jalaye
Jab maine koshish ki,hawao ne sath na diya
Jab bhi koshish ki apne jakhmo ko bharne ki
Waqt ne kured kar aur dard badha diya
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Using MS Word for blogging
This is my first experiment with MS Word Blogging support. So, this post can be considered as 1,2,4…1,2,4 testing testing….. This application provides a lot of space to write and I'm falling short of time.
Simple process to follow:
Open Microsoft Word (2007 or later): Alt+F+N.
Select "New Blog Post"
Configure your blog account
A window opens and bingo you are there.
Anyways if you want to have good time read my previous post. It's a poem or call it a rhyme (not a nursery rhyme ofcourse :P ) Do send in your suggestions to improve my art.
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