For My Friends

Its been exactly one year and I have not updated this page. The last time it was to wish you guys a new year. Looks like this time it’s for the same reason.

Wishing you all readers a happy new year 2013. Seems like the mayan calendar had a bug and no one bothered to fix it. Jokes apart, the reason for this post is my friends. I saw my blog open on one of friend’s computer screen, and I asked why is this open? His answer I love this site, why don’t you write more? So this post goes to you.

Speaking of friends, there are different type of friends, some are casual, some fast, so best and some no string attached ( if you know what it means *wink* *wink*). I have my share of friends and its the friends which makes a person. I was blessed with friends with who I learnt some valuable lesson of life, about girl, about birds and bees ( and world thinks its the parents who have a give a talk about this)

Birds and bees remind me of two thing courtship and marriage. A quick poll how many of you hated it when your roommate, colleague, flatmate keeps of yakking all night of phone and all you can do is watch. I had my fair share of the same. sometimes it was me who hated my friends on the phone and sometimes the roles reversed.

There are different roles one plays in their life, from a supporter to an arch rival, from a lover to a enemy, from a friend to a foe, from a shoulder to cry on to a elbow jab which make you cry.  But one role is played by all of us and that is of a peer.

Peers lead to something called peer pressure. For those who don’t know what this thing is let me given you some hint. It is because of this you bought that new phone/iPod/ Car/ Home or you went to that play/ outing/ joint/ disco/ bar  because all your friends are doing and you don’t want to stay behind in the rat race.

I am running a rat race of my self, in fact there are two of them. One is to earn more, and other is get my brother married so that I can also get married because all the cool guys are doing it. 🙂

And the Old one is Back

Firstly of meaning of the title. It means that i am back. The old thoughtful me. :P. Its 5th of September (Teacher’s Day) so “Thanking all my teacher’s for making me what i am today.”

This post all those thing which has happened to me in the past. Sometime it was friend, friendships and Marriage. This post is on my thoughts on the same.

First lets start with friends and friendship..

This is about 2-3 “persons” who came, left and repeated the process some more time.

First is this person who know almost everything about me, is a one my best friends and is there whenever i need someone. (isn’t it cool to have a person like this as a your friend). Something more about this guy, some of our family knows about us. We have known each other from our college days and he is my Dear Friend Pawan. Yeah this guy is infectious. Its like having a friend who will be on your side good or bad, joke with you, make you a joke but when it comes to friendship he keeps everyone in the same boat. BTW he celebrates his B’day on 11th Sep (i know the twin tower date but for me its pawan’s day) so this post is for you.

The second person is someone who has played the game of cat and mouse with me and as far as i know it will keep on going. Sa… I am not complaining but just stating a fact.

There is another thing which has been going on for some time for me now. Its called marriage. As it happens in the last year and half there has been a plethora of marriages happening around me. The list

  • My college mates (including my roommate)
  • My school mate (including 2 of 3 best friend. The 3rd one is allergic to marriage)
  • Some All of my ex’s (as if i have tonnes of them :P)
  • and my relative

And poor me that i have to attend some of them. The marriage were fun and i wanted to get married. But there is a big BUTT. But the only person i want to get married is not getting married, Padam (My elder bro).

I am sure most of you must be having some thoughts regarding all the 3 things i talked bout. Do let me know bout them.

Delhi

Statutory Warning: This post may turn out to be too long, So read on your on risk.

Note: This post is nothing to do with the book “Delhi” by the author Khuswant Singh  but may refer to both.

Just now I have reached home from a short trip to Delhi! By short it means that i was there for the weekend. Something in tune to a weekend getaway but the trip was more of “Getting In”

The start from Bangalore was both good and bad. Just for the record I left Bangalore on Friday, 20th Of November. Reasons the start was Good

The Goods:

  1. My manager was absent on the day. and i was able to leave early

  2. I got the airport shuttle minutes before it left.

  3. My flight was rescheduled to 7:10 pm (I had a 8:55pm flight)

The Bads:

  1. The flight took off half an hour late

  2. my friend who was supposed to pick me up at Delhi was also late by half an hour

The Ugly:

  1. The reading light was not working in the flight i was travelling

  2. The safety jacket for the seat in front of me was not attached to seat and was roaming all through the plane.

Now a quick rundown of my itinerary.

Day 1: Friday

  1. 7:10 Leave Bangalore

  2. 10:30 Reach Delhi

  3. 11:45 Reach my friends home @ gurgaon

  4. 11:47 Open a bottle of whiskey and start drinking

Day 2: Saturday

  1. Time Unknown: Go to bed after the bottle was empty, our belly full and mind screwed

  2. 10:00 am – wake up, get ready

  3. 01:00 pm – go and meet one of my online friends @ Gurgaon Central (Yeah i do meet my virtual friends. so next time you are Bangalore and need some one for drink you know who to call 😉 )

  4. 05:00 pm: Back at friend’s palace. Have couple of pegs and get ready to attend one of my school mates marriage (yeah this was the reason i was Delhi.

  5. 07:00 pm: Reach the venue for marriage just to find out the time on the invitation was written in IST. ( IST means that leave the house half an hour after the time mentioned on the invitation)

  6. 07:10 pm: Meet with some of my other school mate who were to attend the same wedding.

  7. 07:11 pm: Find a bar and order some beer

  8. 10:00 pm: has someone mentioned shaddi (marriage).

  9. 10:10 pm: order the last round and leave for the marriage venue

  10. 10:45 pm: reach the venue to find out the marriage is over. and reception is on

  11. 10:46 pm: lets have dinner than we will meet the groom.

  12. 11:00 pm: meet the groom. (it was a muslim wedding so we had to wait to meet our bhabhi. They have this tradition that the bride and groom cant see each other till the marriage ceremony is officially over)

Day 3: Sunday

  1. 12:15 am: After 3 rounds of deserts and half pack of cigarettes we (including the groom) finally get to meet the bride.

  2. 12:30 am: wish the friend and wife happy marriage life and leave for gurgaon

  3. 01:15 am: reach my friend’s place to find him with another bottle.

  4. 02:30 am: Sleep.

  5. 07:00 am: wake and get ready

  6. 08:30 am: Reach the venue for IIFT entrance test

  7. 12:00 pm: finish the exam and head back to friends palace @ gurgaon

  8. 01:00 pm: call up another school friend and decide to meet her at metropolitan mall @ gurgaon

  9. 02:00 pm: meet this friend over lunch.

  10. 05:00 pm: back to my friend’s place and pack to leave for Bangalore.

  11. 08:10 pm: board the flight for Bangalore

Those who have read the above itinerary. give your self a pat on the back (for achieving this milestone) and kick on the ass (for wasting your time). I am sure your jobless self will some questions coming up. So here is a quick faq

  • Why there are no names in the whole of the post?

  • Do you really wish to know names like tom (not the cat/dog), dick (not the body part) and hairy (nothing related hairs other than the ones on the head).

  • Why are the airlines name missing?

  • Here is the airline name. For onward it was a jetlite (formally Sahara) flight i was booked in. which was later changed to jet connect. for return it was Air-India (formally Indian Airlines)

  • What was the main reason for going to Delhi?

  • To drink what else? Rest were just lies created round this truth. I had changed my IIFT exam center from Bangalore to Delhi

  • How was the trip?

  • Pleasing and left me wanting for more.

Till next time. Where i compare Jet Connect with Air India and pitch BIA (Bangalore International Airport) VS  IGIA (Indira Gandhi International Airport) Terminal 1A.

Life as it goes!!

Life is going great and I am still thinking of a topic to write home about. So what could be better topic to write home other than love, marriage and after effects? This topic is solely influenced by my personal knowledge and experience.

When I say marriage I mean the unity of two person in which they become one and share their sorrows, joy and BLAH BLAH… what the heck have I lost all my funny bone and writing about something so dumb. Let’s start again.

I know of a Guy let us call him Mr. P. Our dear Mr. P comes from an orthodox Brahmin (priest) family. One fine day he falls in love with this gal who is smart, intelligent, beautiful and homely. In short girl next door. But there was is a problem. The gal is from some other cast other than Mr. P. So what will Mr. P do? You guys think of an answers cos even Mr. P Doesn’t know what to do?

There is another friend of mine who lets call her Mr. G. She hated the words love and marriage just like bagon spray hates cockroaches. Now I hear that she is engaged and even carries reliance mobile. The latest news is that there is contest running, “if anyone who sees her not talking on phone will be awarded five minutes of talk time.” Good luck to contestant and warm greeting to Miss G.

One fine Sunday I was shopping for pizza ingredient at the local store. (Yeah me too is hit by recession and I know how to make pizza). I found this unique specie called Father(dad, papa whatever you choose to call him). He was with two of his kids and this is the part of the conversation I overheard.

Kid1: papa can I have this drink?

Father: No.

Kid: Please Papa, I will behave.

(Father shows them an angry eye.)

Kid1 (Now Afraid): Papa I don’t want this. But please let me stay with you.

Kid2 (Also Afraid): I too am sorry papa. Please allow me to come with you in the car.

The father suddenly looks at me.

Father (To me): Hope you don’t have kids they can surely make your worst nightmare come alive.

What a man needs

I was blog hopping and found this blog http://justamotheroftwo.blogspot.com/ which asked its reader this question

If you’re single and ready to mingle, what according to you are the things that you will look for in your future partner, which you think are essential to make the relationship last till death do you part?

If you’re married or in a relationship, what are the things you cherish most in your partner?

This question made me think. I am single, smart, good looking (fat and bald don’t count as ugly) therefore she should have all these qualities. Wait a sec who am I kidding? Are looks the only thing that I will go and search for in my future life partner. So what all qualities she must have that will make me go back to her ever after 50 years of being together? As I was thinking another thought came to my mind. Here I am sitting alone getting older and wiser. Wiser not just in terms of worldly matters but also in relationship. If you people are willing to consider 2 and half long distance relationship.

Let me tell you about this two and half funda before we go ahead. The half happened because she never came to know about me or let’s say I never had the courage to confront her of my love. The other two knew I was there waiting for them. And before you say I was cheating on them than let me tell you they had came into my life at different times. The first one came at 9AM and second one at 4PM. I used to see them daily. Both of them were in same college one was in morning college and other in evening. So I always had the maximum time to myself. And what could be a better place to stalk girls other than college.

Jokes apart, those want to know more about me read this the older posts on this blog. Back to the question mentioned above. I always wanted a person who is ready to take care of a brat and naughty kid. One who can tell me all her secrets and find the same from me. Share everything with me including her sorrows. There shouldn’t be any lies between us. No matter what may come we should be ready to accept each other’s demand no matter how silly. If she can take care of the first part that will be more than enough.