Title, is that really necessary ?

I talk more about food than eating it. One of my very good friends at office calls me 'kabbar rani'.

And this friend has recently resigned. Last Friday was her last day at office. I gonna miss all that gossip we used to do at juice time in morning and at lunch. I will miss calling her at her extn- 7177 everyday to ask 'chale kya' for juice and lunch. She has been a major part of my office life. It was fun to be with her. It hardly happens that you gel with people who are not your college friends, let alone office mates. But at the very first interactions we knew ki we are of same type. Although she is married but she is exactly not that Aunty types stereotypical girl-turned-into-a-woman, the kind of girl I get along with very easily- cool, logical, confident, fun-loving, sensible, honest, trustworthy. I am seriously gonna miss her badly. The whole team knows how much good friends we were, and how much disappointed I was at her last day. She was more of a sister when it came to some feedback or suggestion. You start appreciating somebody for what they are and before you have done it, its time for them to bid you goodbye. Life is strange and amusing too. Wish you a great life dear.

Since i have passed out college and come here i have become less talkative. Earlier it was kind of inherent in me. I could not help it. Surprisingly now i feel lazy to talk much. But when i am among the friends who have been there before i started working, i slowly come to my that earlier talkative self. Work really does something to you, i tell you.

And here again i decide to update my blog more often. I know now it sounds like a cliche. But cant help it.

Lately i have stopped playing TT because of unending queue at TT table and insincere players (should i really call them players) but the girl I was beaten by, in singles championship (yeah i was second runner up in singles and winner in doubles in my company's TT championship), i guess going to join my BU and this along with one other guy who comes at the lunch time, and beats everyone, have become my driving factors to again come in the form. Believe me if an insincere opponent can discourage you to play, a sincere and strong opponent can motivate you like anything, yeah to keep playing and improving.

I seriously want to beat that guy one day who come to play at lunch time, play so aggressively and don’t know what he thinks of himself while he exhibit that over-the-top winner-attitude and expressions.

I talk to mom daily, but at times its such a pleasant experience to talk to her, giggling about my marriage plans and prospective guys.

Over the time i have got this feedback from people that i make friends very easily out of my friendly and jovial nature. I guess its other way round, if i become friends with somebody then only i get jovial and 'that' friendly with them. And its true because i listen people saying me - ' yaar when we first saw you, you seemed very serious and reserved kinda girl, guess we were wrong' !!

I am perpetually gaining weight, and finding no way to control it. I have put on 5 kg since i have come in work life, 5 KG in an year and two months!! Too much ho gaya jee :)And they say - ladki tujhe gayab hona hai ? :P

I have seriously become a lazy bum. Have stopped reading novels, newspaper, magazines, have stopped blogging, have stopped doing yoga, have stopped keeping an eye on what is happening around me, and above all i have stopped thinking and introspecting.

It feels good to get compliments about my dress sense. So after all it's all worth the time i put in choosing them. But its more of my happiness. I feel good doing shopping, doesn’t matter if everyone calls me a shopping freak. There are very few things that actually make you feel good and happy, so let it be, there wont be many if you leave them also. Unfortunately no one appreciates this logic :)

My credit card bills give nightmares to my mom. Every time i go home she literally pledges me not to spend more :P..Hey it rhymed, keep it up Anu, you are on the way to become a great poet one day :P

Given my love for food and more of talking about it, i become subject of discussion in my cubicle whenever something related to eating is talked about. Lately there was this Blood Donation camp in my company, we were talking about it and one of my cubicle-mates spontaneously said- 'Why don’t you go there, they will be very happy to have such a nutritious and healthy blood' !!

These days wherever you see, you see everyone is doing love marriage. The thought comes to the mind, what was I doing when people were busy finding their 'ae jee, oo jee, suno jee'.

Its amazing and surprising to see the newly found mutual friend(s) between you and your friend.

The traveling from Delhi to Jaipur and vice versa would not have been that much comfortable and hassle free, had Volvo bus facility not been there.

There are some one dozen clothes i have not removed price tags from :O

I am a fast walker. And it irritates me like anything when I have to walk with a slow walker.

Like college times, my sleeping habit continues in office also, in training sessions :P

I was wrong when i predicted that its hard to see some cool, fun loving people in office. Getting emotionally attached with them or find some confidante in them is still hard. But nevertheless I got some good friends i can be a little bit of myself with.

I bought this diary from a stall in my company's cafeteria. The stall was set by an NGO which was there to sell some handicrafts made by Tihar Jail prisoners. I don’t know why its become close to me. I haven’t broken its seal yet. One of two things i wanna do with it - either start using it for myself or gift it to the one who is close to me and/or understand the importance of penning down his/her feelings/expressions.

Its good to see some blog friends in office. Who have known you before you joined the office. Who reminds you the fact that you have been missing in action for almost 6 months. Its fun to talk a bit about blogging in office garden and analyze other bloggers style of writing. And then at midnight tell that other blogger that you were talked about.

One time in the same days, last year, i said to one of my friends that how boring you are that you make 'to do' lists. Now being in a job, surrounded by many deadlines and activities i have realized how important it is. Work makes you a less un-organized and more boring.

Some days ago i read this thought provoking post from Rahul on CAT. Thinking of CAT, still gives me chills. It was something for me. I once dropped for an year just for it.

In office, with a software engineer i am an event manager also. I was made one because of some organizing-attributes they saw in me. Any birthday, farewell, you-name-it party of ‘the team‘, I am the organizer. Though its not that big. And No doubt it expand your interaction with people and makes you a better manager, but it eats up a lot of time as well. I hope it doesn’t get the better of me.

I still talk for hours with some of my college friends like AM, Mehta and Kapoor. Its not daily, and its not in a week also most of the times, but whenever it is, its a heart to heart conversation. And its such a pleasure to share your thoughts without giving it a second thought. Its always relaxing to spend some time with those you can be totally yourself with. I tell you distance doesn’t make any difference to the strong bonds. Most of the calls i or they make are STD ones.

And i haven’t still got bored of this song - tum se hee of Jab we met. There are things in life you never ever get bored of no matter how much you see them, listen them, think them. And that’s the beauty of them.

And it feels very good to update your 3 years old blog after a period of more than 6 months.

I am on matrimony site :)

Okay, I accept I forgot this blog like anything in these days. Infact i didnt forget, it was and is always in my mind, just that I could not update it for a couple of genuine reasons. But this time i could not hold myself back. Yeah i am on matrimony site. Hold on, listen me. First go through this link -

http://www.simplymarryzine.com/index.php

or this one

http://www.simplymarryzine.com/index.php?option=com_content&task=blogcategory&id=20&Itemid=96

or may be this one -

http://www.simplymarryzine.com/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=324&Itemid=96

My this 'shaadi wala' post is up there on simplymarryzine.com. A Times Of India's Matrimony site. I guess many of you who are in the matrimony mood must have heard about it. Though i was not aware of it at all till three days ago. I was surprised when the website's editor mailed me for permission to add this post there. I was amused knowing somebody read it after such a long time i published it there. And more amused when i read it. Because that was the time i used to walk out furiously at anything remotely related to marriage. And now when my parents talk about it, i stay calm and compose because i know i dont have any option but to listen them and follow what they have to say. Anyways...more updates later...gotta reply a couple of mails right now. But I am really amused thinking how many ways can be there to be on a Matrimony site :P

I'll always be right there ...

So its been exactly 10 days since I took off from office and decided to stay home here in Jaipur. My ma unexpectedly got ill and I am not that kinda person who has courage to leave her mother in the middle of the time when she needs me. Though she told me to go back to attend office and all for numerous times and also the problem was not that serious nor it required any full time attendant, but when you have mother who just hates medicines and equally careless about taking them at right time, you don’t have much choice . Some unsaid responsibility quickly comes on your shoulder. For initial 3-4 days until prescribed medicines were supposed to be finished, I gotta have an eye on her if she is taking her tablets at all let alone on time. Doctor told us that the more electrol solution she drinks for a couple of days the better it is. And seriously I give myself a pat on the back when I think of the moment when I declared to my ma that I am not going back to delhi before next week. Because whenever I’d ask her if she has taken her medicines and electrol she always used to reply - ‘yeah I was just about to take ‘ thinking if she simply admits that she hasn’t taken, a somewhat scolding kinda lecture might follow. Having seen the situation and years of observation made me to stay back and prepare her a glass of electrol on regular basis and keep standing before her eyes till she hasn’t drunk it all. Proper vigil to ensure that she is not doing any physical work which results into strain, that she is not getting mentally tensed either, of thinking that list of pending works is getting longer, persuing her to take an appointment from the doctor she was postponing to see, were a couple of add-ons for me.


Now she is all fine, makes every thing done worth doing. I think more than anything, which thing matters is your assertiveness to show care to your loved ones. The resolve you show that you are always there and ready to put anything else on the backburner when they need you, is something that gives them such a confidence in themselves and you, that hardly anything else can give. And particularly parents are hardly so open to tell their problems to their children. They always of the opinion that ‘why to trouble kids’ . But I guess, to a certain age its fine, but after a stage, (though they don’t accept so easily) they do need a helping hand in everything. Emotional support is of the paramount importance. Though when they are at this stage, when they are crossing their middle age and stepping in that ‘post-middle-age’, children (which is of our generation) can also be seen going through their crucial stages- career, relationships, competetion, self-awareness, changing life style, work-life balance and what not. Things which are more than enough to occupy their mind and body, result ? Less than enough time for family and particularly for parents. We have so many differences with them, on the career stream we choose, on the life partner we choose, on the life style we choose to live in, on the hobbies we want to persue, on the friend circle we wish to make, on the fashion savy dress we want to pamper ourself, on the priorities of our to-do list, and the list is just endless.

The regular encounter with these differences make us feel that we are unquestionably poles apart. Fortunately in my case, I have been given full liberty on all major issues or should I say I made them give liberty whenever I needed, obviously like any other middle class family I do have my share of exceptions too. But talking in general, our generation is made to sit in great dilemma. From lots of source I keep listening that, this couple was abondoned by its son after marriage, that one person of this couple is living with older brother and other with younger, that after marriage brothers are figting like anything over property issue, that they are not living happily as they always used to, examples are just in great quantity and of great variety. And one or other kind of problem happens with everyone. Why so many people after a stage feel themselves repelled from their parents. I don’t think, so many people belonging to our generation can be all wrong at the same time. I guess may be because, since we start to undersatnd everything about ‘me‘ and ‘my’, my taste, my choice of career, my life style, my living, my girlfriend, my marriage, everything of my choice and comfort, the differences begin to appear on surface. By the time we do have someone else (girlfriend/boyfriend or husband/wife) who take equal infact more importance in our life as far as relationships are concerned , our vessel of differences get just filled upto the brim. And we try to come out of this vessel at any cost, the support from other person who has just entered into our life is always there. Previosuly we were alone, we didn’t have courage to officialy get apart, but unconsciously we keep waiting for the moment when we can take the decision once there is atleast one person to back us up.

May be this is the time when we should remember the times when our parents were our world. We all have our share of beautiful, caring and touching moments with our parents. Like if I go in flash back I do see a running father holding my bicycle from the back so that her daughter who is learning how to ride bicycle, dosent fall or run into an accident, I do see a father who is making his best to convince his daughter to eat all types of vegetable, I do see a father who is endlessly cajoling her daughter into having fruits and milk everyday (and believe me he still does !), I do see a father who is planning way back so that his meetings or work at job dosent clash with the meeting he has planned with some coching or tutuion class , I do see a father who at times behaved tough and let her daughter face the situation as if he is not around and pretended he is not actually around to make me learn the lesson by own experience and not by sheer preaching, I do see a father for whom it is said that in the childhood of his daughter. he daily used to make sure that his daughter’s bag has palm-full dry fruits specially almonds and cashew as those were her favourite ones, I do see a father who worked hard as much as a coach as I did for my Table-Tennis tournaments, I do see a father who used to gather his energy after a tiring day at office to prepare me for my next day maths exam, I also see a father who, just for once in the lifetime of her daughter, scolded and slapped like anything when he got to know that his daughter told a lie for which she was too adamant to accept, and then I do see a mother who used to wake up in the morning way before than her children would do, to prepare the lunch so that kids take healthy intake and don’t hop on the junk food, I do see a mother who gave up her job dream inspite of being well qualified for the position, I do see a mother who kept on changing freezing cold cloth strips for whole night whenever I’d caught a fever, I do see a mother who kept on checking if I was really studying in my room, late in night, and most of the times she was the one who used to put aside my pair of spectacles, I do see a mother who daily calls me up and tries to dig from me if am going through any problem and having my meals on time and in proper quantity.

You see all this is something, I just jotted down without even thinking. I am afraid if hundreds of pages fall short if I try to note down everything my parents did for me. And every parents do.

I know I digressed from something I started with, may be this can be called - rambling in a confined area
I guess it was somewhat remotely related to the the time our generation is living in. And believe me in any relation the trust, respect, care and understanding we show are something which keep us going. Like after a couple of beginning days when my papa was making me learn how to ride a bicycle, I hardly would fall from my cycle but the moment I got to realise that papa has stopped running at the back , for supporting and holding the back handle in his hand, I suddenly would fall. We all are like this, we shatter when we realise that the person we have full confidence and trust on, has somehow left us. So do keep holding the hands, we hardly get big chance to make them believe that we care, that we are always there for them, and we are just a call away. Find those little oppurtunities when you can actually make them realise that they can bank on you. And if you are verbally challenged to open your heart, like me, do it by your action !

Well, guess this post became quite heavy and serious to digest. But whatever, like every time, this time also I poured my thoughts into this place, with full faith in them. Hope you survived this through too. Gotta wake up as early in the morning as 4am to see all the people who survived through all these days and reported their inability to live without me their in capital city :p J

Catch you later sometime, my dear blog !!

Listening I’ll always be right there by Bryan Adams .

Sweet home !

So here I am sitting in my own room, where I have spent years watching movies, sleeping, talking, laughing, chatting, everything that you do in your very place. Being home is just beautiful. This is the second time I am home after my moving to Delhi. As soon as I see those familiar places when I enter in Jaipur, it feels like ‘arre yeh to apna hee ilaaka aa gaya’. I mean seriously, when I am shopping or simply just out of home in dark here in jaipur, my folks don’t get that much panic. Infact I came home at 10pm yesterday, after a good shopping. But there in Delhi/Gurgaon, my ma back home makes sure that I am home before it’s dark. That is the difference which you encounter when you leave the place you have been for years, where you just feel everything familiar.

Well, I also got my first stipend, yeah the first kinda salary of my life. And now when I write about this I must confess that I have just 20% of this money left with me. That’s a typical shopping freak I am. I got the cheque on Friday and got converted it in the money by my in-house banker (my abbujaan is in bank) and by yesterday night, that is Saturday night I’d spent 80% of those red notes. I availed of all those end of winter sales and brought my ma, papa, dadi, masi, and sis a sweater each. Though papa was lucky, he got two. Actaully I found 2 nice piece for him, so I grabbed both. My bro is still left to get his share. But keeping in mind his expensive choices I decided to gift him by my next stipend. But seriously the feeling is so nice and beautiful to share your happiness with your loved ones. My 4 year cousin was saying to my ma and dadi ki jab anu didi ayengi tab poore din mai apke ghar pe rahungii (when anu di will come, I will stay at your home for whole day). Oh man, when I listened that I was so honored and touched. Seriously, in these 23 years I have spent on this planet earth, I have concluded that most beautiful feeling is to be loved by people who actually matter for you. To love and be loved is what really matters. Those big smiles on kids faces when you gift them big choclates and pastries is worth everything. To be loved is such a great honor , it makes you realize that no matter what but you have something that people really love you. Kids who don’t have any motive, any right or wrong intentions, nor you have for them, are most helpful to judge yourself.

Anyways again I am running short of time. After half an hour I gonna leave my this sweet home for Delhi. So before I get all those blames for missing the bus, let me wind up. Have fun, and love the people beyond their expectation who love you.

Zinda hu mai...

Guess, this song from Zinda does actually explains my updates. No, I havent been in such bad situations that actually i had to survive thru and all. Infact i am living with my papa, who actually prepare my lunch at as early in the morning as kids are found in their school buses, yeah at 7 AM. Well right now i am sitting in a nearby cafe from my home. Blogger site is blocked in my office with all those messengers and ofcourse orkut too. I could have come here on every weekend but you see blogging is something you cant make happen. I feel very badly to type something quite often, but unfortunately it happens when i am home, when i dont have system, needless to say my dear lappy is not with me.

So all you guys who have thought that i have come to the stage when bloggers almost lose their interest in updating their blogs anymore, you actually thought wrong. I dont think i would ever feel like stopping blogging any time. Its just that i dont have resources when i need them. Otherwise the ones who have seen me blogging for almost 2 years now, know that i have published post in my hella busy days at even 1,2,3,4 AM.

Anyways i am running out of time right now. Gotta collect some grocery and toileteries from big apple or might be reliance fresh. You guys if by chance wanna send any kinda feedback, comment a casual mail , i mean anything, please do it through with emails. I would try my best to come back again on my this dear place.

Thanks to all you friends who told me that they missed my posts and want me to continue the way i have been doing till a couple of months ago. I will do the same, as soon as i get enough time and resources. Seriously want to write so much. Its like my own place is asking for my presence!

And oh, please bear with me if i have made any spelling or for that matter any grammatical mistake. Gotta run for other things, you see ! :p

one more thing, did i tell you how stupid i am. Till last week my ma was here. When she left for jaipur i gave her my ipod (as it got discharged). And guess what, i forgot to give her charger. See the situation, neither my sis back home can get it charged and nor i can listen to it. I tell you, i am seriously stupid. :p

Just a quote

Yesterday I was reading Times of India and that’s when in Times Ascent on the second last page I read this article -’The juggling act’ which starts with the quote by Brian G Dyson, former president and CEO of Coca-Cola -
“ Imagine life as a game in which you are juggling five balls in the air namely-work, family, health, friends and spirit. You will soon understand that work is a rubber ball. If you drop it, it will bounce back. But the other four balls-family, health, friends and spirit-are made of glass. If you drop one of these, they will be irrevocably scuffed, marked, nicked, damaged, or even shattered. They will never be the same. You must understand that and strive for balance in your life.”

Hates off to the man who explained the exact plight an every working man/woman nowadays is on. Also it did sound as if its exactly what I keep repeating to myself. I feel these five are the basic building blocks that make you happy and be loved by others and by yourself as well. The way the company I am going to join after a month in Gurgaon has been communicating with me and my classmates who got placed in same company, I hope it’s equipped with a good HR department. I just hope after a month too I maintain a great balance among all the supporting pillars. Amen !!

Right now listening ‘aaoge jab tum sajna ‘ from Jab we met, next is ‘na hai ye paana, na khona hee hai’ . Just wondering how beautiful a song can be!! And whenever these ‘nagara nagara’ and ‘mauja he mauja’ come, I just cant help and next second find myself on the floor with my hairs down!

Hazaaro khwahishe aisi ...

Some thought leads to another thought. And that’s when things came to me, I want to learn, I want to pursue on regular basis in near future, as soon as possible. These things don’t hold any concrete reason as to why I want to learn them, just the realization that I have great inclination and aptitude towards them, that actually drives me to ponder over them and find some ways to manage time and favorable situations for them. Moreover I guess, these are the things that will keep me going up on personal front. I know the time to come is not a cakewalk, soon as my many working friends say, I gonna have a demanding job that apparently will leave little time for myself or people around me. But even having known all this, I am committed to not to trap myself in that vicious cycle that follows during job and marriage for that matter. Also I want to pursue these things so that I don’t lose any interest anywhere in my life, because no matter how materialistic success you have got, there are somethings beyond every worldly success that give real enjoyment, the real personal fulfillment. Lets have a look what are these things for me I have been talking about :

1. Photography
I havent clicked any great or masterpiece till yet. But I think I do have the aptitude towards it. If I begin to learn it seriously, may be at some photography school, I know for sure I will among the fastest learners. Many a times when camera is in my hand, I begin to tell myself - no, pic would be better if taken from this angle, it would be better if you change the position of this object, it would look nice if zoom is that much-hiding unwanted details. I mean ,likewise suggestions to myself from myself. There are pics I have clicked of my friends, bro-sis, and simply without any person in the pic, that I just loved and so is the person who has been clicked. Though till now not all the times I havent been able to explicitly explain why they are more appealing to me. My friends thanked me when they saw their ‘so nice’ snaps. Girls are more excited to see their good photographs, you see. While their only concern was quality of photograph, mine goes beyond, like how would I explain that why its different, why its ‘that’ nice, why you loved it, why people loved it. At times I am able to explain and most of the times I am not. Its like thoughts are into mind but I am not able to give them words. Or I would say things are more of abstract than concrete. And to answer all these questions in precise words I want to learn photography from a school. My initial interest would be in fashion and wild life photography. And hey, did I tell you I don’t hold any interest to take it professionally. I just feel I do have aptitude towards it and so I want to learn it. Not all things you have inclination towards require to be taken professionally. You have other ways too to enjoy your fondness. It just need a small amount of time and commitment. I don’t know what veterans say about photography but what I have realized till now is that its nothing but bringing out the best features of person or place being clicked. Any inputs to add ?

2. Interior Designing
Like every other thing I am fond of, I don’t have any plan to persue this too professionaly. For I believe fondness should remain fondness only. If they are turned into career, they somehow loose their charm. Though vice versa is not true. I mean its not you need to be averse of a thing to take it as career. Its just, one need to realise which one of those things one can keep doing all day for his whole life, and which one of those he would just like to give a couple of hour. And I tell you it would be the best justice to everything you are interested in with varying degrees.
So why I wanna learn interior designing? Because I want to make my home beautiful, a home with idyllic ambience. Its as simple as that. When somebody enters in, he should feel those positive vibes. And when he leaves, I should have a couple of compliments. He should be interested in knowing where I have picked that curtain material from, why did I feel that those sofa covers goes well along with color of walls, where have I purchased that unique show-piece and that ornamental fountain, how it came to me that those decorative archs will look nice with the mirror next to it..etc etc. I just want to make everything pretty, graceful, eye-filling, photogenic and artistic, for its MY home. Sweet home.

3.Salsa
Yeah, you heard me right. My friends who know me quite well, I am sure must have dropped their jaws. For they know how much leg pulling, kidding, satirizing I do to my friends of both the genders. Degree gets increased when it’s a guy. So its least expected of me that I do hold a fondness for as romantic thing as salsa. My friends often report me as one of the least romantic persons. But my take is, there should be one to be romantic with. I am kinda person who enjoys kidding, joking with everybody, but enjoys being romantic with just one. You see I am sort of ‘one man woman’ like geet of Jab we met.

I tell you I just loved this flick. If somebody gets ready to finance me I can watch it for atleast 10 more times. Really, you don’t become fan of somebody just like that. Like A.R Rahman, Jagjeet Singh, Madhur Bhandarkar, Kajol, Konkana Sen and a few more, my list gets added with one more name - Imtiaz Ali. I have seen his previous two movies too. Socha na tha I saw on CD, guess I have seen it around 7-8 times. Ahista-Ahista I saw in hall, I just could not help but to highly appreciate the way he potrayed love sans any first sight attraction n crap. When you leave the hall you realise the story was the realistic one, like the one you can witness any time around you. I loved each and every song of Socha na tha, specially ‘mera tumhara kya rishta hai’ and ‘ kabhi dil ke kareeb,tumhe mere naseeb, ynu layange, socha na tha’ . Lovely ones with beautiful lyrics. Though because of our Himesh jis contribution I didn’t like any song from Ahista-ahista except the one ‘ ishq ne tere ishq ne , kar diya, kar diya bekhabar’. You must also see the videos of these three songs to appreciate them in their entirety.

And then I saw this SLB’s Sawariya. That too on my birthday. The one of the worst product one can ever expect from SLB. We were so delighted when my bro and cousin reported us of the availability of the tickets as it was just one day old in theaters. Every second we kept thinking ‘ shayad ab kuch tolerate karne layak ho’ ! But by hard luck I had on my very day, that moment never came till we were out of hall and took a deep breath having seen that finally we are out, alive.

Well, I was on salsa ! Ok I wander a lot, but still I am romantic. Just needed one right person :p

4. Urdu
Apart from hindi, English when I got a chance to learn German a few years ago, I was excited. Excited, because I also can boast myself that I know a foreign language. But those early morning classes in chilled winter and excessive grammar proportion in the language itself proved to be total turn offs. Though if I flip through the pages of my German book lying somewhere at the back on the shelf right before me, I hope I may recall something more than just ‘gutens’ . But I soon realized that I don’t have that required patience and spirit to learn any new language. But with time unknowingly I began to admire the beauty, the mystery that Urdu possess. This time it was slow but strong impression that a language got on me.

I think Urdu is a beautiful language because it is mostly used to express beautiful feelings. Even when you decide to be harsh and rude there are words which just touch you gently and pass you by without any hustle and bustle. Hardly any language exist on earth that is so sober (right word is ‘shaaleen’) and mysterious. Mysterious because whenever you read some couplet, it always contains some deeper feelings. You will hardly understand its true meaning so easily by just first and spontaneous interpretation. Urdu couplets always have deeper and more elegant meanings than actually how subtle and superficial they seem.at first. The subtleness, the indirectness in expression, are somethings that makes Urdu what it is.

There comes a hindi daily in my home. Its Sunday issue contains a gajal. At times I do like but most of the times I don’t. May be because you need to be a jweller to recognize genuine pearl, also because I don’t like those typical romeo types gajal as they are so straight forward. Ever heard Jagjeet’s gajal, you have to sit and give some time to understand. If you want to cherish them they ask for your time investment in return. That’s where the success lies of any singer and lyricist .

I don’t plan to take any formal classes for it like above ones but surely I look forward to discover it more in the years to come.

5. Concerts
I always look for the excuses to have fun and guess, that adrenalin pump in high-rated concerts is more than enough one can ask for. While singers with their fast numbers have their own appeal with lotta ha-hulla to make you hit the floor, other artiste like pandit Ravi Shankar, again Jagjeet singh, Lucky Ali have their own aura that will simply make you tap your feet on the floor. Difference lies in just the movement and aggressiveness of your feet on the floor. Both of them give the opportunity to enjoy yourself, though in a different manner. One in calm and serene way and the other in rather thrilling,wild and spine-tingling way.

I fantasy of having time and the right company to enjoy both kinds of concerts. I am equally excited for both types. The only problem with them is that they continue till late night, which actually becomes a hindrance in getting approval from parents. But then without lights and all that effects they lose their typical stimulation. Gajab ka deadlock hai !

6. Paintings
Just hold on. I don’t have interest making paintings myself and all but I really want to know what’s that behind those critically acclaimed paintings which actually look not more than a asymmetrical combination of lines, circles, parabolas, ellipses, hyperbolas and what not. That too with strange color amalgamation. What more the artist get higly appreciated for his work which looks more to me a result of ‘ ismai kya hai, aise brush maara waise maara aur ho gaya !’ Ofcourse its not that easy. I often wonder, do they people really take as much time as one year or so to make a painting that just look an unwise color blend and thoughtless union of various figures. I wonder, if there really exist some deep meanings beneath the canvas, do they deliberately form these meanings with their pre-defined strokes of the brushes or it just happen while they take the brush in their hands.

I want to get in touch with persons who is good at comprehending these paintings. If not I want to visit as many art exhibitions as I can till I don’t find answers myself. And after that I will keep visiting them to judge from a well-read eyes. You must be like ‘why I am bothered about what these paintings stand for’. Even I don’t know why. I just want to know what’s all that behind that make great artist earn fame and fortune for just one queer painting. Really eager to know.

7. Gita
Yeah, I plan to begin this great hindu epic of all the time in near future. I have heard people saying that it’s an epic any common man can take many valuable lessons from. That’s because its quite pragmatic from a worldly man’s point of view. One can relate with it at many points as Lord Krishna behaved and decided his course of action the way a common man would have done in stated situations. A little bit of observations about Gita and Ramayan, I found that Ramayan is more of preaching types, and Gita is somehow more practical yet knowledgeable. Though i have read Ramayana of C.Rajgopalachari (English version). During graduation we had one list of books from which we were supposed to select two. I chose Ramayana and autobiography of Mahatma Gandhi as they were with least pages and easiest by rumours from exam point of view !

My parents do have a couple of versions of Gita. A big one, medium one, compact one then of different writers. I could have started with the smaller one and completed any time. But I do want to read the full version. I am just looking for a right time as I don’t want to start in hurry and then discontinue in between.
Two reasons that drives me to study it : 1. Want to know if people are really right when they say one can learn many lessons out of it (which actually holds true for people living in this era too) and lead a more contented life. What’s actually written there that makes it relevant even in present time. 2. Just because I am hindu, I want to read one epic from our religion. May be to enlighten myself with the knowledge it contains. I found Gita the best one among all, I hope I will find it interesting also.

May be sometime later I would like to read Bible and Chanakya’s too.

8. A small library
I like reading. Even when I am not able to read I try to make my collection rich so that some time when I get time I begin them. Paul Coelho, Ayn Rand, Richard Bach are the authors I am highly impressed by. Chetan Bhagat is other, though in different genre. I cant tell you how good I feel having read a nice book. There have been many days since I have finished any novel. Started Atlus Shrugged but had to leave in middle because of lack of time but when I am reading any good book I find myself indifferent in fact uninterested in my academic books. I stop reading my syllabus books. And so I don’t pick novels that frequently. Though when everything related to formal study gets completed, I plan to read as many best-sellers as I can. I want to read every critically acclaimed book around and possess them personally. I imagine of having a spacious room in my home that exactly looks like a mini library, having a large collection of best sellers. And you are welcome to visit it and borrow a book of your choice if you promise to return it on time. Because I am too bad in remembering which book is with whom.

9. Table-Tennis
I have been a state level player. Though academic priorities stopped me going ahead. I played it as a regular player in my school days only. The regularity, those daily practices no matter what, ended there only. But the hangover still remains. Whenever I do see any clipping on news (which actually happens rarely) showing match on that green table, my eyes get opened wide. In school days I was mad after this game. Then a couple of times when I slept at odd hours in evening and not up for dinner, my family devised a trick to wake me up saying ‘ anu uth ja subah ho gayee, practice ke liye jana hai na ‘ . And I’d mistakenly believed that the darkness is pre-dawn. Later what I’d hear a collective laugh when they would see me freshening up and bat in my hand. By nature too I know I am sporty types who believes in game spirit and fitness. In general too I believe everyone should take one game for more than one reason. So I give play to my imaginations and see myself giving an audacious shot to the person in front. After a couple of years I see myself cleaning the table at my home itself and after a couple of minutes dragging my better half to the table :p

10. Yoga
Well that’s goes on the similar line with the above one. Its just been a little time since I have joined the yoga classes, and like every yoga practitioner it didn’t take much time to admire it. Though a person like me who will never wake up as soon as 6 am for anything, finds it tough to throw sheets and wash the face. Still its worth it. Your favourite songs playing on ipod while on your way to center in a cool,fresh morning does compensate your fight with the endearing sleep. And I don’t hesitate to continue it through out life as long as ipod is with me and I keep getting compliments from those moti-moti aunties at center :p

Most of the times people indulge in pastimes, hobbies to have an escape from their daily boredom. To enjoy life while fulfilling other responsibilities and materializing their own goals simultaneously. I believe there should be a couple of activities in everybodys life which they ‘consistently pursue‘. Ther should be spare time for onself, to introspect, to retrospect. Ladies need it more so that they don’t spoil life of others and themselves by attending never ending kitty parties, hours of idhar-udhar ki gupshup, backbiting, excessive indulgence/interference in minute details of others life and you know all that blah blah you guys deliver from your mouth when you are pissed off with us !

Well, that completes the list as for now. Guess nothing is that unrealistic. Lets see how many interests I turn into hobby. More importantly lets see if I get time, resources and consistent interest to pursue these interests.
Right now listening ‘mai seedhe saadhe dhang se kahta hu apni baat’ from the movie Socha na tha. Just turn on your computer, laptop, ipod, if you don’t have song there, listen it on net. I tell you, you will thank me for refering it. So simple words yet so beautiful and a melodious music, what more you can ask for when you are proposing a girl, packaging every thing a girl wants to listen in just five minutes. Just go ahead , listen and thank me !!