The Tour.....

It all started after the semifinals of Bangalore Royal Challengers RCB vs CSK Chennai Super Kings on May 23, 2009 , we being Bangalore supporters had a additional reason to relish . 

Our trip to Shirdi on the same night added to the enjoyment....we were 8 of us n tis ws the first tour after being moved to Pune....we left arnd 12 in the midnite....its arnd 220 kms from Pune.....excitement cum thrill fr nite journey....We had bord a Tavera ....Fun of the tour started with playing Antakshari.....4 in each team.....n we 8 of us wer reprsentin national integrity....as we wer from diffrnt parts of India...l8r one by one started dozzin...finally reached arnd 4 in the morning..l8r had to stand in Q for vision of divine Sai Baba....

Nw I get it why people travel from such long distance for a short glimpse or Darshan when they can happily do the same sitting at home. I tell you it feels heaven when u just stand in front of that beautiful sparkling statue and jst stare into Baba's eye s , the feeling, the energy , the happiness is overwhelming which is not the same when you sit at home. No wonder our ancestors said and gave so much importance to Tirtha yatra, it just brings you closer to the Divine...

From there we next headed towrds Shani Shinganapur..an hour and half from Shirdi...the deity here is Lord Shani - personification of planet Saturn and the deity is in form of Black rock, specialty is people themselves can worship the lord and also the local people believe that no crime can happen in this place and hence the houses here do not have doors only door frames....

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Guys from our group offered prayers , From there we headed back to Pune.On the way back we had all this masti of bottle fight, all the empty Bisleri water bottles were put to use..... accompanied with action dance (by action I mean the dance style and steps were nothing but day to day activities like moping the floor style... washing clothes style...washin vessel.. and so on).. I tell you its fun , try once!!.. not to put the usual dance steps people do, instead try out this day to day activity style....U ll love it.....then as the Sun set we reached Pune .. all tired and burned out... 

One more memory added to my list , to hold in my mind... :) :)

 Guys I am coming back to this blog piece after 4 years to publish it. I dont know y it took so much time. Anyways I publish this on event of upcomin RCB vs CSK wit memories of my super dooper friends , the time we spent havin fun....

One of the greatest treasure of my Life...!!!

They are the family historians....the pillars of family...their unconditional love.....story tellers... share memories..... experiences....teach values tat no one can... inspire u... always wish n want the best for their family....impose on u their likes n dislikes....always wnt the tradition and generation/thoughts of their time to b alive....cherish togetherness....they r the first ppl waiting for receivin calls soon as it rings.... hoping that the person on the othr end of the phone is one frm their own bunch....always feel they r young to make the differnce...always overfilled to shower blessings.....

All the above lines i used was to describe my One of the Greatest treasure Of My Life - My Grandpa & My Grandma ... the gems of my life....i can nevr measure their value... it can only be treasured in unique way....

I dont know y... i m missing tem a lot 2day... called tem up... spoke to tem... but still... so thought of jst to pen dwn my thoughts....

Those real experiences of their life which tey shared with me to make be strng n face the wrld... those struggle n hardwrk.... the faith tey kept in God and wrshippd the all beings of universe to protect tem.. to give tem the strength to earn their daily bread...these things when we hear it sounds... may be unintrsting... but i value it till 2day.... my grandma says ,tey nevr worried abt car...flats...abroad tours.... all tey wrked n wrried abt wer abt their kids..children... their hunger...fud for tem... and aftr tey wer at selfsatisfied state tey wld think abt things the material assests... may be land/property/wealth for their comin generations..

I smile n cherish those moments wen I recall those days... My grandpa got me the English Marie Biscuit pack... :) :) ... he used to say "I hav got the big pack of biscuit tat was available wit tat shopkeeper" n my grandma used to get her share i.e laddus :) made of jaggery ... all the sweets n eatable stocks she had in her kitchens...

I wld always wait eagerly for tem to come... wenevr tey wer ter at home.. tey wer my saviours .... frm dad's cane hits and mom's shoutings and head hits... my grnprnts always rescued me.. :D :D tey nevr felt i was mischeavous... fr tem i was always a sweet.. innocent.. loving.. ;) child... he he he :) .... I am .. I knw.. :)

Just waiting to go to native to visit tem asap....

Dear God.....Give tem strength n protect tem

Love You..!!! Grandpa & Grandma .......

Killin 9 hrs of time...tough task!!!? not now...it was lng time bck

this part of the story is completly based on office stuffs....i can say it as freshers as proffessionals...;).....day begins with (office)hanging of our identity arnd the neck...wit sme value stuff attached to it....which seems only as words to say ...n no deeds or in action....ten is the security chck...i don knw exactly wat is this chck for....seriously guys...tey jst peep into the carrybag n let u go...its bcme a routine...evn if those security guys don ask we walk to tem n shw our bag....(i do it) n later feeel funny abt it...(if a person really wnts to blow of the building..its obvious he wnt carry it in an open bag n show it off to these guys)....ten checking in attendance..n now comes the mst awaited moment of the day....GUESS!!! cyber cafe time....though we dont hav cmplte access to required sites....i mean important sites..(:-* orkut...games...movies..n the list goes on..)we mnge to do it sme hw...we wont mind going to any extent of beggin for id's tat can access these sites...n to add to it..is jabbing....n tis cyber cafe remains open fr complete 9 hrs of duration...wit in between breaks...fr coffee....n smetimes we need to attend the so called trainin session....it goes oncall with presenter sharing his desktop....we listeners simply mute n listen hardly but continue with our surfin task.....our seniors do care about it..;)(seeing us gulpin salary without doin much wrk..to be precise no wrk u can say)n they keep on sayin ...."U guys are enjoyin nw(honeymoon period)...but tis wont continue...do certifctn...blaa.blaa!!"...we simply grin at their stmnts n continue wit our routine wrk...not mindin or takin in consideration many of their talks......ten cmes the end of the day....wit one mre day added to the salary slip as wrked day..:) with shuttin dwn our cafe fr the day...biddin bye gud nite...emoticons on jabber.....log out(provided we hav cmpleted 9hrs)else do it on the nxt day...:)..ten wlk to bore a cab bck to home....this routine continues fr the week days waitin or looking fwd fr weeknds.....that is hw office of freshers go in the begining of their proffessional career

..if not all will agree to me but i guess mst of tem will...rite..:)?

Those college days.....we miss them.....

the unforgettable ....memorable days.....we wer 3 frnds frm same place finishd higher secondary frm same cllge... persued engineering too frm the same college...stayin in the same hostel as 3 roomies..r roomates...:)....n to add to it we wer in the same class too...our hostel ws within our cllge campus....n so it used to hardly take sme not mre then 5 minutes...first class used to strt at 8 in the mrnin...n we three used to wakeup wen its hrdly 15 - 20 minutes for 8..ten rush to take bath n finally by the time we come out..the siren wld go fr the start of class....n we still left with so many stuffs to b completd....n finally run to class...wit watch ,id ,book in hand strugglin to wear tem...smetimes my frnd wld even crry comb n comb her hair on the way...as tey wer short it ws a easy task.....book..?*-) no!! we usd to crry books hardly.....n pen..? fgt!!! we nvr hd one...:)borrowing ws our fundamental rights....n finally entr class ...n walk to rite back of the class....popularly clld as bck benchers....those classes wld sound like monotonous..boring....we wld sit ter take out our cellphones hide it behind the front persons back n chat....play games...comment n sit quitly...wer as the ppl in frnt usd to react wit laughter....n we usd to sit as if nothin ws crcked up....but wld come to lecturers notice sometimes....but wen tis wld hppen we wld be asked to stand n he used to pose a question at us...n we sittin out ter listenin nothing..wld peep into othrs notes strugglin to murmur somethin....or waitin fr someone to prompt.....but wld nvr succeed in answrin.....n finally the lecturer himself wld turn to board n continue wit his wrk...askin us to sit dwn.....sit n again continue wit the routine wrk....even passing of written msgs on small bits of paper used to take place.....tat wld be fun...msgs wld be passed frm rite back of the class crner person to the one sittin rite in the front row.....time wld come for takin a break.....it wld be a half an hour one....we wld go to canteen n order items based on which class we wld hav aftr brk....i mean the time taken to finish tat item....n if its a easy goin clas ten....it wld end up as chuck ....or bunk the class...:)....n not to fgt evn proxies.......i still rmbr once wer i had given proxy fr 6 of tem in class.....as our class strength wld be of 120 it ws difficult to notice.....n once i ws done wit it i sat n relxd fr some 15 minutes....n the class wld come to end...ten rush to hostel mess ..break the Q.....ten fr TV remote......semester wld come to end n ten our tensions wld begin to raise...fr havin average in internals.....attendance shortage.....walk upto lecturers.....beg fr most likely questions fr internals....n ten sit wit those to find mst probable ones frm tem...finally end up wit preprin jst to clear....:)but still we wld find fun n pleasure in it.....Really miss those dayz of my life.....

childhood acts

My childhood.....i don rembr much..but quite few , it so happnd tat once.....here it goes....we used to stay fr rent on the 1st floor , the window panes din hav grill...i was alone in hall and my mom was washin clothes at the ground floor ...almost behind the house...n me findin the best time jst climbed the window with the help of chair n went the other side.....ter was a cement roof or sheet kind of a thing....i gt dwn on that n simply sat observin ppl ..lookin out at the roads....,bcoz of a coconut tree jst in front ...i ws hidden frm ppl on road....tey couldn xctly see me...n my mom wit no clue on wat i was doin....At tat time , a frnd of mine jst walked to .....she ws our house owner's neice ...n my gud childhood frnd....(but she was not as naughty as me....i used to do crap things n she used to share with me durin blastin...but nvr said anythin to me..silently she used to take it).....Wen i saw her..i fgt wer i ws ..n wat i hd done...simply shouted out her name......Sheeettaall!!!....she saw me rite ter on top n ws shocked...she calld out fr my mom....n my MOM.....:) ws cmpltly blank lookin at me..n not undrstandin wat to do...she thought i might jump incase she says somethin.....so she jst kept mum n startd walkin upstairs.....but me..:) realisd it n by the time she came up to hall i was back ...n sittin on the chair...as if nothin had hppnd...immediately the nxt day there wer grills put for those windws....n i still get to hear abt it frm my parents....:)

Unix days

This ws the time wer i hd to undergo unix trainin at my trainin centre, mnglr....i can say , still get nite mares of those dayss...it ws jst for 2 days but left a evrlstin impct on me...i usd to sit at the crner of trainin room , u cld find only game shrtcut icons on my dsktop ..tis guy jst walked in to give awy or share his knwledge...of which he ws proud of...n started praisin or bostin himself...we simply sat silent mum...assumin him to b a nerd...but it ws ten we realised he ws not.. .on his first shot ws me n Bhavya....Bhavya on the first row n me on the last...she at the first crner of the room n me as a last crnr target..I really cant undrstnd why wer we the trgts of his blastin....he literally used to point us out (we 2) n ask whtr we r done wit assigmnts...whtr we r wrkin on it...n all craps...and the whole class used to enjoy it...simply giggle wen we wer gettin scrwd up...me n Bhavya jst waitin for the end of session...those 2 days wer like a hell of days......n finally a day came wer we cld thrw out our frustratns....tis unix guy had threatnd us sayin we ll hav a tough paper on unix....tis was the time the rite time fr me n bhavya to tke smethin like rvnge kind of thing...we got into group ,our whole team n walked upto our supervisr n complained or gave a feedback thrwin out all our rages....n finally he must hv gt scrwd up i guess frm our feedback...don knw anythin abt it....but we wer happy n calmd....n also the unix paper ws a easy very easy one.....Finally we(Me n Bhavya ) did it.