This is what you do when you are tired of e-learnings. 
A useless Thursday well wasted. That is how I would desribe today. Nothing to do. With God’s grace and much blessings I was able to complete my schedule e-learnings at the new workplace. Followed up with the Heather if she is going to grant me a free Pro accountof flickr. I am not much optimistic it.
There was nothing much to do today except for completing the courses and a small meeting with the BU head and the Project Manager. After all this I did my favourite thing. Revisited my blog.
Revisiting the blog gave me insight of a total different “me”. I was able to write earlier. Different things and If I could use the word “differently” I would like to use it. I wrote travle journals, poems, abstracts, reviews and other mindless stuff. Now I find myself at total incompetent in doing those things. I am puhing myslef to write things as I do not want my grey cells to do suicide. I have lost the humor touch too.
I just remembered an incident. There was A who used to call B, a cockroach. Once they both met in a company organised event. Due to habit A tried to refer B as cockroach in not so hush tones but then realised that there are leaders standing near her. It was a bit late though and A could stop only after A has uttered “Cock…..”. I did an awesome job and did not break in to a laughter then and there.
I need to participate in a Photo Competition and the subject is “Making a Difference”. Ideas please.
Yes, I know I promised to write poems, songs and what not. Apologies for missing on those. The past 8 months were quite hectic, emotionally, physically and mentally. It seems that I have forgotten how to write, but still I will write. I am planning to continue with this.
This is just to check how many of you are still following me. 
Do let me know if you want me to write. I will write about behind the scene drama from my ex-employer and current employer. I just hope it is entertaining and I do not get sued or screwed.
I am back after a long time and am planning to pen down 5 hindi songs/poems by August end. Here is the first one.
एक आसमाँ अधुरा सा,
एक दास्ताँ पुरानी सी.
कुछ अधजगे आँखों में,
अनसुनी कहानी सी.
तारों की परछाई में,
चाँद की जाई सी.
बाजू वाले घर के,
साडी वाली ताई सी.
काठ के खिलौने में,
जमी मुस्कराहट सी.
शीशे वाली बरसाती से,
उनके जाने की आहट सी.
ऐसा लगता है अब मुझे,
तुने हिजाब नहीं हटाई थी.
Could you ever contemplate the agony with which this person(Design and Approval) is living. I could not.
Thanks Manu chacha for sharing it.
Amrit, could it be a Shitoon?
I finally found someone
That knocks me off my feet
I finally found the one
That makes me feel complete
It started over coffee
We started out as friends
It’s funny how from simple things
The best things begin
This time is different
And it’s all because of you
It’s better than it’s ever been
‘Cause we can talk it though
My favorite line was
“Can I call you sometime”
It’s all you had to say
To take my breath away
This is it, oh I finally found someone
Someone to share my life
I finally found the one
To be with every night
‘Cause whatever I do
It’s just got to be you
My life has just begun
I finally found someone
Did I keep you waiting? I didn’t mind
I apologize, baby that’s fine
I would wait forever just to know you were mine
You know I love your hair
Are you sure it looks right?
I love what you wear
Isn’t it too tight?
You’re exceptional
I can’t wait for the rest of my life
This is it, oh I finally found someone
Someone to share my life
I finally found the one
To be with every night
‘Cause whatever I do
It’s just got to be you
My life has just begun
I finally found someone
And whatever I do
It’s just got to be you
My life has just begun
I finally found someone
-Bryan Adams
Yes yes yes, I am in love and I am loving it too much. I am feeling like a teenager. The feeling itself is so beautiful that I sometimes find it too good to believe.
My life has just begun
I finally found someone It isn’t a dream. Is it?
रात का बताशा है,
काट के तराशा है.
बादल के साथ घुल जाएगा,
कुछ बारिश में धुल जाएगा.
हाथ बढ़ा के तोड़ लूँ,
थोड़ा चख के छोड़ दूँ.
दूज का चाँद बन के फिरेगा,
तेरे आँगन आ के गिरेगा.
अपने हाथों से समेट लेना,
चोटी के साथ लपेट लेना.
सुबह कहीं जाग न जाए,
नींद के साथ भाग न जाए.
अगर नहीं चखता इसे,
पास अपने रखता इसे.
एक रात जंगले से निकल जाता,
किसी तारे पे फिसल जाता.
बन के चाँद चमकता रहता,
शाम के बाद लहकता रहता.
Old love usually keep haunting and that’s exactly what is happening again. I am in love again and the best part is that its her again. Today is the 15th day and I am totally mesmerized by her. What happened that she is not with me, I will fight out hard for her. She will be mine and believe me it will happen this year.
I realized how much I missed her the moment I saw her and wicked me, I even touched her. I should not have washed hand after that but blame it on Indian toilet training that I had to. She totally knocked me off my feet.
Her ebony skin was so smooth. My fingers suddenly turned divine for me. That was the moment I decided that she would be mine or I would be hers. I am not thinking about the consequences. Love makes you feel this way, you dont think about anything. Its as plain as this.
I wanted to rub my eyes against hers. I wanted to touch her all over, even the most untouched places. I wanted to remove every single piece of cloth she had to cover herself and watch her for an infinite period of time. Just look at her with appreciation and respect in my eyes.
She is Canon EOS Digital Rebel 1000D.
I still want to watch Paanch(the first movie directed by Anurag Kashyap) and see if it is better than Dev D or not. As of now Dev D stands as the best movie directed by him. This guy knows his angles, scripts and actors. One could have doubts about his knowledge of the audience.
I was expecting Dev D to be more a Requiem for a Dream kind of movie than Devdas. But its neither both of them, though the story line is loosely based on the new Devdas and Anurag Kashyap duly paid the tribute(?) to Bhanshali by showing posters of Shahrukh Khan and TVs playing videos of dola re song.
This is the first movie where the F word is repeated quite a several times and the hero also shows his middle finger to the heroine, where one of the heroines says that she is not sucking every other cock that she sees, where she calls her father a bastard for seeing her oral sex video, where the heroine clicks her nude and travel to other city to get it developed, scanned and then mail it to her boyfriend and much more such scenes and dialogues which might make you jump from the seat if you have not anticipated such things from an Indian filmmaker.
As my personal views are concerned, I would rate this movie as a must watch. I was expecting more psychedelic look and sinister story line but as I say, dont expect. I am not sure how this movie will be treated at the box office but I am sure that this movie is a harbinger of the new age hindi cinema that we are yet to experience.
The last time I gate crashed a wedding was in year 2000. It was quite an experience then. I did not gate crash another wedding till 2009. The current experience was better. Though many of us would not agree that I gatecrashed Amrit’s friends wedding in Gwalior, but technically it was a gatecrashing as I was not invited. 
When we reached Gwalior, we were told to reach Sai baba temple in Phoolbagh. After asking numerous people and not able to understand the way they were explaining it to us. Finally we met a hindi speaking uncle who gave us a clear direction. When we reached Phool Bagh, I asked a person where is Sai temple. When I called that person, he responded and looked at me but when I asked “Bhaiya, Phool bagh kahan hai?“, that guy acted like a deaf and dumb. Little did he knew that we both be laughing at each other, thinking that we kinda phooled the other one. Amrit called up his friend once we reached the given destination. His friends came and picked us.
The ambiance of his house was of a typical north indian marriage. Lots of chaos and kids running aimlessly in all the directions. They have managed a house (house!! that was a super duper villa with huge rooms). But each pro has its own con. No one was allowed to booze or smoke in that house. There were many acquaintances of Amrit there and I knew none of them. We went out for a sex on toast kinda masala tea and I crashed once I was back. I got up around late night and roamed in the city for an ATM. We had our dinner around midnight, talked nonsense and slept. The wedding was at around 10 am next morning.
We were shifted to a hotel next morning as that big house had only a couple of bathrooms. We bath and got ready for the wedding. I was not carrying any extra clothes with me as I was scheduled to return the same day. I was smart enough to wear a boxer over my chaddi. After bathing I dried myself with that boxer and put it out to dry. The wedding thing was a long and slow affair. The food was good and we tried to create a fire scare which was not successful.
I did not have my ticket printed. So I left in middle of the wedding with Amrit’s two other classmates. Gwalior does not have too many cyber cafes. We searched one, got our tickets printed. I went to hotel, put my sweater, muffler and now dry cameo towel in the helmet. Went back to shaadi venue, had lunch, said goodbye and walked till railway station.
I hate farting punjabi men in AC coaches.
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