its me, yet again!

Hmm, so It’s been 2 months. Two. Whole. Months. And a little bit more. And I totally take the blame for being missing all this while. What? There could be other
reasons yes? Not in this case really, here it’s just me, but there could be. That’s all I am saying.
I believe that I deserve to be banished from blogdom. Yes, I really do. Such long sabbaticals and so many times, can only be punished with some severe banishment.
I think.

But you can’t! Nobody can! Actually, blogger can, but it won’t. So here I am. Shamefaced, but nonetheless, back. Unless I lose my password or something,
which will catastrophic, but then there is always a ‘forgot password’ option to get me back on track, except, what if I forget the password to the email
account linked to this blog as well, in which case I am royally screwed. There is this secret question thing I know, which by the way is a total shame and
will not work, because very recently, when I tried resetting my ‘My Vodafone’ password after 3 years (yes 3 years, because I am suddenly in need of my bills,
because work makes me call Godforsaken Basel, and that costs quite a bit, so cost means reimbursement, which means need for a bill, which means an account
, because the hard copies go to my first ever office address, and fixing that needs faxing some docs, or visiting a store or something, which is much more
painful. You get the idea.), I realised that I the registered email id was from my old workplace. Pshaw. So no password, no email id. Yeah, so I tried
the secret question thing, and as always it was my mother’s name. Simple eh? Only, no it isn’t! Because when I punched in her name , it refused to accept
it. Finally it said, it would send me the answer to my phone. Yes, there was a ‘forgot secret answer’ option as well. And when I clicked that, I got an
SMS saying my mother’s name was ‘Sunitha’. Only, it is not. And also, I do not know any other Sunitha, and even if I did, I would not randomly change my
mom’s name to that, or name said person as my mom, and I would definitely not add the ‘h’ after the ‘t’ because, well, I think it is wrong. Sunitha comes
with a ‘chota t’ and not a ‘bada th’ and don’t ask me why I am telling you all this.

By the way, on a depressing note, I am working today. How I hate working on weekends..(especially when others at home are relaxing in the bed!)…

Song on my mind and in my ears – Pal by K.K. – inspired by a dream I saw last night, which you can guess now, if you relate it to the song. These days I have
been doom-dreaming quite often.. I wonder what it reflects..
Whatever…Do I care.. As someone told me once… “Eat, drink and enjoy…for tomorrow you may die(t).”
:D

By the way, me and two friends are planning to watch some French movie tomorrow..I don’t know the name..nothing.. will update once I watch it!

sheela ki kahani

Well, I’m doing a lot of socializing these days along with work.
Just yesterday, I had to meet the owner of a well known business house for discussing my new project with her.
Like I usually do, I’ve started the conversation by informal greeting, saying “hi, my name is prateek”.
It was her turn now, and she did so!
She introduced herself to me with a
"My name is Sheela.".
and I just gaped at her for five seconds, not knowing what to say.
All I can say
is that it took an immense amount of self-control not to say the next few lines, complete with the clapping hands dance movement.
Guess that's one more name that will be struck off the new editions of baby name books, along with Munni.

Seriously, It was really hard controlling myself, and an icing on the cake was her spectacular looks, which was just about opposite to our original sheela.
It took me a lot of efforts to control the laugh.
I wanted to get away from there and have a deafening laugh, but after all, she was client!

Ah, however, There may be a sheela reading this blog too, and trust me, I’m not at all trying to offend anyone.
I’m usually good with people, and since that song came, it was my first direct encounter with someone named sheela, which took me wild for that moment.
I’m sure to behave courteously with all sheelas from next time onwards. In fact, it’s a wonderful name!

Oh, and since I do not have anything more to say in this post, let me type the song “sheela ki javani” and see how much do I remember this hot and arousing melody.
So, here goes…!

I Know You Want It
But You Never Gonna Get It
Tere Haath Kabhi Na Aani
Maane Na Maane Koi Duniya
Yeh Saari, Mere Ishq Ki Hai Deewani

Hey Hey,
I Know You Want It But You Never Gonna Get It
Tere Haath Kabhi Na Aani
Maane Na Maane Koi Duniya Yeh Saari
Mere Ishq Ki Hai Deewani
Ab Dil Karta Hai Haule Haule Se
Main Toh Khud Ko Gale Lagaun
Kisi Aur Ki Mujhko Zaroorat Kya
Main Toh Khud Se Pyaar Jataun

What’s My Name
What’s My Name
What’s My Name

My Name Is Sheila
Sheila Ki Jawani
I’m too Sexy For You
Main Tere Haath Na Aani
Na Na Na Sheila
Sheila Ki Jawani
I’m too Sexy For You
Main Tere Haath Na Aani

Take It On
Take It On
Take It On
Take It On

Silly Silly Silly Silly Boys
O O O You’re So Silly
Mujhe folo folo Karte Hain
O O O
Haan Jab Unki Taraf Dekhun, Baatein Haule Haule Karte Hain
Hai Magar, Beasar Mujh Par Har Paintra

Haye Re Aise Tarse Humko
Ho Gaye Sober Se Re
Sookhey Dil Pe Megapan Ke Teri Nazariya Barse Re
I Know You Want It But You Never Gonna Get It
Tere Haath Kabhi Na Aani
Sheila
Sheila Ki Jawani
I’m too Sexy For You
Main Tere Haath Na Aani
Na Na Na Sheila
Sheila Ki Jawani
I’m too Sexy For You
Main Tere Haath Na Aani

Paisa Gaadi Mehnga Ghar
?Ani Na Mainu Ki Gimme Your That
Jaibein Khaali Bhadti Chal
No No I Don’t Lie Like That

Chal Yahan Se Nikal Tujhe Sab Laa Dunga
Kadmon Mein Tere Laake Jag Rakh Dunga
Khwaab Main Kar Dunga Poore
Na Rahenge Adhoore
You Know I’m Going To Love You Like That, Whatever

Haye Re Aise Tarse Humko
Ho Gaye Sober Se Re
Sookhey Dil Pe Begapan Ke Teri Nazariya Barse Re
I Know You Want It But You Never Gonna Get It
You Never Gonna Get My Body
I Know You Want It But You Never Gonna Get It
Tere Haath Kabhi Na Aani
Maane Na Maane Koi Duniya Yeh Saari
Tere Ishq Ki Main Deewani

Ab Dil Karta Hai Haule Haule Se
Main Toh Khud Ko Gale Lagaun
Kisi Aur Ki Mujhko Zaroorat Kya
Main Toh Khud Se Pyaar Jataun

What’s My Name
What’s My Name
What’s My Name

My Name Is Sheila
Sheila Ki Jawani
I’m too Sexy For You
Main Tere Haath Na Aani
O No No Sheila
Sheila Ki Jawani
I’m too Sexy For You
Main Tere Haath Na Aani
Sheila
Sheila Ki Jawani
I’m Just Sexy For You
Main Tere Haath Na Aani

first post of the year!

So this is the first post of this year. And mind you, its still January, last day though. Lol!

Well then, here's to another year of hard work, poor pay, multiple responsibilities, little acknowledgement, viciously short-sighted politics, rampant hysterical ignorance, rape torture and murder, and worst of all, a bland diet thanks to soaring grocery costs.

And also to small pleasures. Cha on the stairs, adda on campus, people who think, greasy fish-fries. Luck, hugs, solidarity and of course, friendship!

2011 seems like a great year so far. No disasters reported, no coups, tsunamis, recessions or even a major scam. There has been at least one uplifting event already, so the year has started well.

Oh, but it might not be a fair thing to pass judgement on 2011, rather, I must retreat to the dim and distant past. Specifically, to 2010. Which seems to have been a good year on the whole. Except perhaps for the Democratic Party in the USA. Or marine life in the Gulf of Mexico. And Ricky Ponting’s Umpire Education Policy. And Arun Nayar, who found that safety-pins cannot hold a marriage together. Or the Indian Railways in Uttar Pradesh, where 6 accidents were reported in January 2010 alone. And the General Post Office, Kolkata, where employees were taken to task at year-end because they could not achieve unreasonable targets (such as delivering letters on time, specifically a letter from the Home Minister of India). Further, this was not a good year for bond salesmen and stockbrokers in Greece, or for that matter in Iceland or Portugal. There was some talk of an economic crisis in Spain as well, but all calls to their Ministry of Finance yielded only a recorded message at about 98 decibels that went “OLEEEEEEEEE!!! GANAMOS!!!” (We won). Apart from these, 2010 seems to have gone off well.
It was also a very moving year. The earth moved early and often (no, I am not referring to intimate experiences.) In January, an earthquake in Haiti touched 7.0 on the Richter Scale. In February, there was an earthquake in Chile that touched 8.8; since the Richter Scale is logarithmic, that means it was nearly 100 times as powerful as the Haiti earthquake. The earth wasn’t done yet – it moved again in April in Qinghai, China; in June off the Andamans; and in October off the coast of Sumatra. And these were only the major ones reported! As a result, People magazine and Times Now had to change their definitions of movers and shakers.
2010 also saw major advances in scientific inquiry. Psychics and clairvoyants in india examined the possibility of grafting on six more arms apiece, but were baffled when informed that an octopus also has a beak. Later, conspiracy theorists had a field day when Paul the Octopus died. The most popular theory was that somebody had asked him to predict Rajnikanth’s death. In related news, Diego Maradona finally stopped throwing players off the team when it was pointed out to him that he had himself been thrown off the team. Elsewhere, scientists declared that they had developed a car that can run on water. As long as the water came from the Gulf of Mexico. On the other hand, some scientists expressed fears that if the oil spill got worse, we would have to start drilling for water. Unless the oil spill was diluted by melting ice caps, because global warming seemed a very real menace in 2010 (though trains tangoed in the fog in January and monkey-caps bloomed all over jaipur in December). The issue had come to public notice much earlier, when almost-President-of-the-USA Al Gore won an Oscar for “An Inconvenient Truth”, the highest-grossing PowerPoint presentation in history. Unfortunately for him, that did not cause any significant change in US public policy, such as declaring him the President.
The year that saw the rescue of the Chilean miners ended with a different kind of digging out. Julian Assange caused consternation when Wikileaks spilled the dirt on many governments, but allegations of an entirely different kind of leak dumped the dirt on him.
India has had its share of drama in 2010. The most heartening aspect was the spirit of innovation. Such as the provision of snakes in the Commonwealth Village, purportedly to make athletes from wilder climes feel at home (there is no truth in the rumour that the snakes story was really all about Gujarati catering). Or the proposal to solve one of India’s most contentious political issues by commissioning a temple-cum-mosque on the site – under the able stewardship of the CWG Organising Committee. Lalit Bhanot, poor man, caught some flak with his comment about Indian standards of hygiene; so much for speaking the truth. In related news, the External Affairs Ministry learnt of the existence of some countries only when these countries threatened to pull out of the Games.


All in all, 2010 was a rich period of history.

it has been an eventful and difficult year. With the things moving back and forth, my life too seemed to be in a constant state of upheaval. Specially for the memories of someone who used to talk on the phone for half an hour every day apart from having long leisurely conversation until we fell asleep--it nearly tore me alot in those good nice memories. Shanaya, wherever you are, i’m missing you.
Ah, never the less, Yet I had so much to be thankful for, and like we all know, its life, which just keeps moving.

In 2011, I want to try more consciously to improve my life, to not wait for circumstance but seek out what makes me happy. So I started with some of the lessons I've learned over the last year (and should have learned long ago really, and some of them I had and then forgot.

Hoping to have more bonded connection with you in this year.
Let me stop typing before i get wet in tears.
Wish you a great remaining year ahead!

completely uninteresting useless things!

Given that I have nothing interesting to write about, I’ll do the next best thing – write completely uninteresting useless things. If I can waste some precious minutes of my life, it’s only fair that the rest of the world does too.
So,
Most human beings, with the exception of certain specimens who I know to have nothing but clay on the top part of their anatomy, have brains. Inside this
amazing organ are little thought processes that sometimes can become one huge thought process finally dissipating away to just a thought or one huge thought
process that manifests itself as a related action with serious (or radioactive, as the case may be) repurcussions to the sustained well-being of this planet.

If you understood the last sentence, tell me. If you haven't, well, that’s two of us.

This is how a typical ‘thought’ progresses in yours truly’s brain (enough proof that I have one and it’s in a somewhat good condition) -

“Is that my phone ringing? No, my phone is right here and I don’t see it ring. Cool, I have nokia n96, but I spent 33 k on this.
Humph! You’d have to believe, am not joking.
Oh, but i not at all regret, at least because I’ve spent just about double on calls from it.
Valid, valid, when did I get that much of time to splurge this amount? I guess this cost includes the money I spent during my London and Tokyo trips.
Not bad, I say. I’ve flogged the money well. in any case, I’ve still spent pretty less then girl, she shopped a ring just about my total expenditure on call of whole year.
See, we boys are still so economical. Oh, this reminds, its been long I’ve seen those “college life” type serials, like “mile jab hum tum” or that on bindas, unable to remind the name. I didn’t watch TV much (except cricket matches), but mom did!
Oh man,she watches n number of daily soaps, I wonder how does she digest all those. Personally, I’ve been digesting quite a lot of food during days. Actually, have eaten range of stuff while traveling in different parts of world. Wonder what Mom made for dinner today, should call up and ask her. Nokia n96, all because of dad. He works so hard in office, travels a lot, do meetings, and actually does all these things to carry out what I need. Really, he is so good, oh, more then good, he’s best. Yep, but it reminds me, dad’s gonna be on TV on next Saturday. Though its just a lil interview with that stunningly hot anchor, but anyways, it matters a lot. After all, it’s the first time dad’s gonna be on TV, mom was once shown in a kitty party based show though. Hmm, parties, Weekend is approaching, oh, new year is approaching too!”

If you think you had a tough time reading that, imagine me – thinking all that! No wonder I’m losing it.

have a good time. Peace be with you.

Amen.

P.S: Please feel free to consider a Monday-blues post. I seem to live in a parallel universe where Friday is Monday. And Monday is still Monday.

a poem that caught my attention

The poem written below has caught my attention, and I just wanted to share this fantastic piece with you guys as well.
It’s a real short, yet one of the sweetest definitions of friendship, a method, a process that’s true!
Hope you guys will enjoy it.

I haven’t composed it, but a truth, I have memorized it and typing here the same, rather copy pasting.


Build a Box of Friendship
by: Chuck Pool,

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Into a box of friendship
To insure that it is strong
First a layer of respect
On the bottom does belong
Then to the sides attach
In the corners where they meet
Several anchors full of trust
Devoid of all deceit
The height of friendship can be measured
By the sides of four
So make them all a larger cut
And the box will hold much more
Now fill it up with courtesy
Honor and esteem
Understanding, sympathy
And passion for a dream
Add to that your honesty
Emotions joy and love
And since they're so important
Place them up above
But leave the box wide open
So all can see inside
To learn what makes a friendship work
From the box you built with pride!

hurray! that's what is the friendship, really!

cyber love, does it work?

As we all know that internet has already taken us lots of benefits. We can do the things that we can’t image before. Like some of my friends says, “we will not live without internet.” Of course we can study and gain the latest news and relax ourselves and communicate with our friends or strangers through the internet, but there are other things as well which are being done very frequently, one of those things is cyber love.
Many people want to make friends from the internet, so they always chat online. In the first place, the people who sit before the internet do not know each other. And then they can talk everything freely. Therefore some of them will fall in love with the net friend after talking for a long period.
If a single is deep into their religion they will be able to share their beliefs instantly with conflicting singles. This saves time either prior to a relationship that has started or even worse after it has started, of having to explain their religious beliefs to a new partner. Although not the worse thing
in the world to tell someone, it by all accounts could come as a bit of a shock to a small minority.

Senior singles are also enjoying the benefits of their adventures of finding cyber love. There’s no it’s essential to have for them to get out and about
any more, they have all they require good at their fingertips. They’re giving younger generations a lesson in going after what they want, and getting it.

Cyber love gives singles the chance to find love across oceans and seas as well. There’s no boundaries, they don’t have to find another single in the local
stop. Long distance relationships have expanded ten fold since to launch of online dating. Singles no longer limit themselves to local dating when the
total world is favorable at their keyboard. The world has many beautiful countries, so there’s no conflicting easier cleverness to explore them than online.


Some says cyber love is as pretty as fascinating dream in which we are unwilling to wake up. Though personally I’m not a buff of cyber relationship, but still, I won’t say that I don’t trust on them.
I know, the cyber love is a whole different approach, but I’ve never experienced it as of now, so don’t know how does it work.
What I could understand from a few experience of my friends, that In order to succeed with Internet dating, an online romantic interest should be seen as a potential dating partner. Once it is established that there is
a potential for a relationship, the focus should shift to meeting on the phone and then meeting in person wherever possible.


There is a difference between reality and virtuality. We people all live in the real word and we should face the reality. But when you feel tired and when you have pressure
you can find your internet friends to say out what you can not speak to your friends
around you.
Everything has its limit,so as cyber relations too.
You need to be honest and trustworthy from your end, and mindful too at the same time.
Like any serious love relation, you should give a deep consideration before falling into cyber love as well.
be a judge for your own, before you pamper into any dilemma.

happy friendship day!

A single candle can illuminate an entire room. A true friend lights up an entire lifetime.
Thanks to all of my friends for the bright light of your friendship.
Guys, Friendship is not about “I m sorry “ its about “abbe teri galti hai “

Friendship is not about “I m there for u “ its about “kahan marr gaya saale “

Friendship is not about “I understand “ its about “sab teri wajah se hua manhus“

Friendship is not about “I care for u “ its about “kamino tumhe chhod ke kahan jaunga “

Friendship is not about “I m happy for ur success “its about “chal party de saale“

Friendship is not about “Get well soon “ its about “ Itna piyega toh yehi hoga“

Friendship is not about “All the best for ur career“ its about “ bahut hua, abhi toh switch mar saale“

Its not about words, but its all about heart.

Once again, very happy friendship day!