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Monday, February 20, 2012
Red rule$ d world....
Every connotation of the word “Red” had special significance in our world history and it continues to be so today as well. Red has always been taken as synonymous to love. Red Heart, Red Roses, the world turns red as valentine day approaches. But this is something which happens in the month of February as it is considered as month of love and people welcome it with both hands.
Sad enough, these days red is present across the whole year and contrarily, this connotation of red is something most people don’t appreciate. People across the globe unwillingly witness the gory floor of their fellow countrymen for one reason or another. This “red” in the world is byproduct of intentions of few bad ambassadors of humanity who deliberately, to meet their objective, give birth to it. Whether it is everlasting war between Israel and Palestine over Gaza strip or matter of our own Kashmir and Assam which are infected by terrorism or mass events which had some positive intentions behind them like the latest one of Tahrir Square or recent turmoil in Libya, these are all global occurrences and all these have red associated with them, which is irony of our times.
The worst part is people have started paying heed to methods which propagate this red which might end up consuming humanity itself. The notorious invasion of
It is in betterment of this planet that we start promoting red the way likes of Mahatma Gandhi and Martin Luther King, Jr. did else it will be too hard for each one of us to see positives of the “other red”.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Fatuity by/of Fashion.........
Biba.,.Meena Bazaar, Madame , Victoria Secret.,,n d list goes on....There is something unique about the list I just quoted....
May be some day v might c funds being allocated from the Fashion fraternity......which would b seen as a token of recognition of role women play..n as something that would act as a palliative for the womanhood.....who knows...but one thing is for sure fashion is bcoz of women n not vice versa........
Friday, April 16, 2010
Intro to Identity............
Guys, this blog is one of ma feeble efforts to pour down ma emotions and perceptions during ma visit to one of the most happening borders of india ( in every term ) ... The WAGAH Border.....
Well. people say when u r in Amritsar then there are 3 places u got to visit.....The Golden temple, the Jallianwalla Bagh where the British Brigadier Dyer in 1919 massacred unarmed Indians ---and the Wagah border. Fortunately i visited all 3 places.....Lets not digress...back to Wagah now...
We heard a lot about the happenings that takes place every evening there,,, so were making every effort to reach dere as early as possible...
D moment we got down off the vehicle we were welcomed by scorching heat ....aggravating the pain everyone took to reach dere...But Surprise.... Surprise..!! ........guess what....we would have been rite ....had we been alone....but there were some 125 more in front of us.....and more than 100 behind us ....dying to get themselves queued up...just to have a.... BETTER DISPLAY OF THE SHOW....n these people were crazy....
i have never been to any border of India so...didn't know what it takes to stand few metres behind a line beyond which...it would have been a tough call to introduce myself.....
Guys....all i can say is whatever I felt was and still is truly ineffable....it was a never before feeling ....an adrenaline rush just blew over ma body....n ofcourse was admirable too.....
More than 6 feet tall guys at the entrance with Hugh moustaches...(reminding me of ravana in ram lilas...).....of course they are being paid for such a devil look ( i am referring to moustache allowance ...)....were there for security.. along with a guy who was urging beautiful indian women to show how agile they are...,, by making them run to the last point possible before the INDO-PAK border..with indian flag in their hands....( dunno if he was trying to vilify the pakistanis by displaying how euphoric we are every evening or probably (as per me).. he was making d Pakis...know how ravishing and pulchritude d indian beauty is ,,,which is supple and savvy at d same tym... .Mind U..!! I am equal fan of the pak beauty or ne beauty of the planet..for that matter)...
As the climax approached ...Soldiers kicked their legs in the air as if in a slapstick comedy. Spurred on by shouts from the crowd. Chants and cheers rose up as people ran out of their pants...they now reached the height of chauvinism..
But somewhere , I was not liking it...I mean this was surely something new for me....this was not a deja vu...i dont know when did this got to me...but we are doing this every evening..such an ostentatious display of the ceremony... where people flock in huge numbers to see javan who is merely doing his duty...n we all gather there just to see how they do it .... It will be nothing short of having around 250 people gathered around ma workstn..all eagerly waiting to see how I will be doing ma daily routine job @ ma office...for a moment...I thought a show was going on...Sad..!!
Friday, December 25, 2009
When Satya came to floor.......
Change is the only constant.....
Yeah Change....This is again taking me back to ma ABN AMRO days when..we got fed up with our jobs......U all might think WE.......well we comprises Ashish,,,, and Lovit....n ofcourse me.....
Our skills were dilapidated.... with our short span with ABN so we all decided for change....n all 3 had a call from BOA (Bank of America ).....
None of us knew that this day was holdng something special for us........Fortunately enuff....interview was on a Friday ....( a working day for everyone......just not for our client.....).....taking advantage of ths fact...we all decided to make our office a meeting point....as this was the most comfortable place in scorching heat of summers....but we didn't knew that we were flirting with disaster.....
Aashish was late as always.....lovi and sid (thats me ) were prim n proper n in office premises with updated Resume in our hand...waiting for the 3rd idiot.........
While we were waiting,,,,we saw a very familiar face taking a round of the floor....n he was Satya....Satya Pratap Singh ....our Assistant manager......we tried our level best stay away from the manager... but somehow he got attracted towards us...( interchanging the positions of A and T in his name......making Satya as Stay might have been d reason...)......
What r u guys doing in office .?? Satya questioned...
S.SSs..ssSir... what are u doin in office..??.....came our counterquestion....with a plausible smile..as we were trying to enact as if unperturbed........But this was not going to suffice the logic theory of a veteran like him... so...we had to conjure a story.... a story which had our gal frnds 3 gals for 3 guys..(well thats ...a ideal match..) .a plan for outing and place for excursion........
Getting to reality .......Satya again asked....whats the truth???.what ....are u guys doing here ..??I want the truth ...??...d questions were demanding the answers..the answers which were supposed to be.... synonymous to his name.....but this wasn't the case.....
Lovit took d initiative....n started fabricating them......
" Sir....actually actually.....we are here waiting for someone....... .......
For whom ???...satya asked...this guy was fuming..... lovit continued... "Sir actually we are having a plan for excursion.....we have Fun and Food Village here .... its hardly 10 min drive....."
"Yes I know".......Satya replied...
"" Sir, we have planned to go there with our galfrnds....."" lovit was now growing in confidence..
But Why ...why.... have u guys come to office...???.....satya continued with his boomerang questions... now i had to join in....a warrior supporting another warrior.....to fight against a imperial power....
" Sir actually our parents are unaware of this ..n we had to lie that we are going to office for business reasons.....had we told them the truth ..this would not have been a reality...!!!....
"You have must been through all this....weren't u sir ??.....Lovit was now taking this to a emotional battleground.....
..."Yes I was." .....Satya replied......" but I have always kept them in loop....n I have never lied...." Satya was now saying all this as a Veteran ....You guys are carrying responsibilities on shoulders of not only urs , but also of the one accompanying u ( he meant of gals.)..n if some mishap occurs then who would be responsible..?? Ur parents would question the Office authority...Satya was pedantic ......
When he thought he has belabored enuff.....he asked..."".By d way when r u guys planning to leave for Fun n Food......??
"Within sometym sir.....But why sir....why are u asking this..?? Lovit answered n questioned simultaneously.....
""Actually amidst all this conversation wid u guys I had a message on ma blackberry stating the Cancellation of online conference we had wid the client...it would take me 10 min..to wrapup the settings wid others involved in chennai n mumbai, then we all can leave together"" Satya elucidated......
I was dead ...simply dead with this knockout punch I just had .......The other warrior was somehow in control ..
He again took this to a emotional battleground n daringly said that he wont be a nice fit in the group....although he will not mind taking satya along.....
I was looking at Lovit amazed.....
But then satya replied...""Just kidding....guys...hehehe...I won't ruin ur party......After all I have been though all this....right Sid.....??..." ."Yeah .......Very right sir"..I said..
...But All I was wondering was what would have been his reaction had he come to knw that the Fun and Food village has been renamed as BOA( Bank of America) n just got shifted to Tower B juxtaposing Tower A where ABN was.
Love
Sid
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Where is my Billa ???
Its a tough one to start from.
ok,,,Day one ,I got an encounter with the man called VJ. I said" HI.. VJ" lyk d way I would do with most of my friends. I was expecting the same with same warmth. But guess what ??...the reply comes " SID... I would appreciate if you could add a "JI" after my surname. All my colleagues in my previous organisation did the same." Amazed as neone would be....I didn't have any words in my mouth bcoz I was still waiting for a "HI" from his side .....
Next day,,,at 9.30 as I entered the office ,in a shift of 10 to 7, it is probably a tym for everyone to greet each other...n out of the blue , you hear a "JI" sound echoing from each n evry bay whereever VJ was having a stroll....I didn't know when did my MNC bank turned into a SARKARI oFFICE..... ???
Incidents happend as days passed on....but Diwali Party had something in the kitty.Everyone was looking at it as an opportunity to make their mark.But VJ ...OH VJ..how can he be left behind....He had something else to present in d party, although unintentionally.
Party got started.You had everything there. Yes,,I mean you had everything there what a lad in his twenties would dream of...All of a sudden you had girls pushing off a man,who was not in his senses..Guess who was he ??...I would have been astonished had u got this wrong ..who else...VJ..our own VJ..No prize for guessing...(I feel for gals ...I know its tough to handle 98 kg of pure mass ) VJ completely drunk not in his senses was dying to get his photoshoot done. In this process, VJ wasn't aware he was calling "Head of ABN AMRO Operations India" his elder brother, more embrassing was the fact that his hand was on Band 7's shoulder,,with wine + vodka + beer + Jin created some new sort of smell coming out of his mouth. It was awkward for everyone, just not for VJ. (The Head didn't know he was heading for this too !!...lolz)
Neways,, Somehow volunteers took VJ to cab so that he could be dropped home.Luckily or unluckily I was in that Cab too. A Drunken man,mischevious lads around and 1 hour journey . All these factors formed perfect ingredients for something Funny. ..But nothing could happen as VJ was groaning in the Cab..." Mera Billa kho gaya"...Maine Roti nahi Khayi". We were
trying to expell some secrets out of him ,But only thing the other 7 guys and the driver came to know was VJ had lost his office identity card and he didn't have dinner in the party.
Dropping him at his home was another hurdle,which had to be overcome by cabmates.
VJ who was still enchanting " Mera billa.....Maine Roti........khayi" was somehow dropped. Finally huh.....job done.
It just came to me to write this short story as i met VJ only yesterday n by watching him I realized "somethings can never change in life"....
N for all those who are still thinking about his BILLA I would like to tell them, billa was found by VJ himself,, as it was in his pant's pocket !!!
Love
Sid