Out of the pains…

It’s been a long break from this world. I have been in pains for all these whiles. When I put up my entry to the blog, my neck is still crying in pains. And there is a pain at some areas I can’t determine even…

Despite all these pains my brain continuously keeps on giving me the new ideas …every week I have new idea that pop up …and ya I am too convinced each time, that I spend the whole week thinking how to mature it in to a real thing.

Some times I envisage such weird plans that I laugh at my self when ever i research on it. But ya pains keep on curbing my F1 type mind who every weekend keeps on telling me the reality of this world around.

In spite of the pains I had a week break, when I went back to Punjab. The tour was ever enjoying but no friends so went without Daaru…The pains have shaken the movie buff who almost slept after coming to Chennai. Now he is well awake and watches lots of movies rock on, Singh is king, mumbai meri jaan, bachna ae haseeno to name a few.

During my visit back home, I planned to visit few docs to take care of the pains arising. I visited some 3-4 docs, one of them told me i am down with spondylitis   (what the hell it is? m so young), the other lad told me I am down with cervical (is it sure u did ur MS ortho, I doubt)…but fact is fact…cant help… all these pains make the bells in my mothers mind chanting and she in one go took the things to Astrologer. Who happen to tell my parents that I will be in pain in coming few months, God why I do I caught up in this mess…

But the worst part, that pains have left is, I am not at all able to concentrate on the studies meant for CAT 08(now u know who to blame when i end up in mess in jan09)

These days I am planning for few new things to start with. I have been consolidating my ideas and will be finalizing them shortly. The fight is with in my self which makes me lil happier every time i come out with a new idea.

 

Reporting From Madras-for yuvakisan

In the past few days I was not involved in to my CAT prep. After coming from that Dealer conference back to my sweet lil room, this refuges some 10-12 lizards, few always on floor near by bag. I am not able to concentrate much on studies. Or should I say I don’t want …Mocks are as usual

Percentile prowling around 75 this time…I need to find a way out to move it again to those figures of 90

 

But ya past 2 week I didn’t bother much to concentrate on studies in fact spend some time on net. And worked like any thing in the office, but making sure I turn back to my place by 6 in the evening.

Lately I developed a habit of going thru the blogs of strangers, I select the blog randomly and I just don’t bother much what I read. I love it.And if possible, want to do it for a longer time. But I discovered one more fact, about this new passion, I love going through About Me section of the blogs. I much more interested in bloggers profile rather than focusing on his posts. But kiruba & Rashmi bansal have been my fav blogs, not for the content they post (these days they don’t post usually) but for all the links their blogs carry. See I am true lazy   dead pan. But I love this monotonous life.

In all these times I was promoted and was given a tag of Executive dealer Development.I hat when ppl say it Ex-E –Cu-Tive.but that’s the way it is.

 

My life in this city of Madras is nothing more than office to home kinds.

 

But I plan to exit this life soon @ the end of this year. No not because I m not paid much,. The prime reason is I recently relaised that I miss my home more than any thing. I mean I love my city of polluted roads, gaudy gals, and black money waale business man. I love them all because the city had PAU with lush green gardens. The traditional gals who come fro m the villages to pursue the agri based courses. And above all I miss my parents.I never thot I will, there after I must admit I Love ludhiana.though this feeling never smitten me when I was in Lucknow, the city had its own flavour. But coming to madras is just like jail, No social life nothing. Now I realized that my fifth standard Social sciences teacher taught rightly, “man is Social Animal”

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gibberish

In past few days nothing much changed in my monotonous life , in fact I will like to correct this by saying its getting more of mundane these days. Last week I was away for a conference being organized by our company for top dealers across the country.

We had it at TAJ Fisherman’s Cove. An old property, yet a good one. The beach was never so gr8 as it was @ fisherman’s cove. Though I have seen beaches in Goa, but after coming to Chennai and prowling at Marina lost all interest in visiting beaches.

I was observing a change, just a year back when I graduated from campus, had interest in exploring the world around. In a year’s time I have been to number of 5 star resorts, now an opportunity like this never excites me. No being at conference is not the point; thank god they trust my administrative skills and always put me in to organizing committee. This time, I had the opportunity to receive all the Dealers coming thru Indian rail. But it feels normal going to all these properties. The amazing part is one day rent for the resorts come up to some thing lil more than half of my monthly salary. Damn I wana love this thing but its not happening so…

One amazing part was when I was watching the latest Show on MTV, SPLITSVILLA it is being organized in the same resort I was in april. Spent some 7 good days and that too in presidential suite of the resort. Man it’s awesome to get all these opportunities at such a young age. But man the factor of excitement is missing, I am not able to enjoy I used to do…need to search that out.

 

 

 

Punjabism

It’s been precisely 12 months I joined my JOB. Ever since I traveled across India length and breadth, right from madurai , delhi, GOa and where not. Infact too all those small viallages of UP that I nvr imagined. Many districts whose name I nvr knew or may be I never had the courage to know.

Traveling through the country I happen to meet number of people. The amazing fact which always annoyed me is 75% of population thinks “any body who is a sardar is a Punjabi”

In fact few happen to say that I am not a Punjabi since I am not a sikh. Man the perception is seriously for no reason. The fact is India is such a big & diversified land, it’s almost impossible for a person in Central India to know ab8 facts of Northern India

 

This generally in starting use to annoy me. And also I had a fare piece of argument with many of people around.

There is small note advocating my idea

Punjab was there before 1500AD as well, or before Guru Nanak dev je made a religion named Sikhism. Every body was a hindu then. So Punjab was having a mixed population of Muslims and Hidus. But after 1500 only Sikhism came in to picture so how come we only say that SIKH means a Punjabi and vice versa. I have no hard feelings for any body. No doubt major population of sikh community came from Punjab but I would like to add

PUNJABI means a person who has his roots from Land of FIVE rivers. Religion is a no concern.