My sleepless nights always call you though fail to get back!

Hey Richi,

I miss you a lot, I owe you a lot,
Time has passed with your memories, I can’t stop avoiding that,

Days were gloomy, Nights were lonely,

My sleepless nights always call you though fail to get back!

 

Remember your talks, remember how we walk,

Feels the rain, feels the pleasure, feels what I gain,

As I Look back, you was absent and no one was on a lane,

My sleepless nights always call you though fail to get back!

 

Eyes waits for you, heart blows for you,

Dreamed that you came in front of me, got ready to embrace you,

Eyes got wet, Said don’t want to live without you,

My sleepless nights always call you though fail to get back!

 

Sat down to recollect the memories, retrieve the togetherness,

Feels awesome to be with each other without any pain,

Drive towards the vision, ready to remain firm with the mission,

My sleepless nights always call you though fail to get back!

 

Need reason to breathe, need reason to live,

Without you, find lame and feels bad with no aim of living,

Exploring sense of security, sense of happiness,

My sleepless nights always call you though fail to get back!

 

 

Few days of life, sorrows and regrets will be endless,

No rewards, no awards. Days will be passed with cursing our past,

Let us beautify the destiny; let us persistent with a sign of love,   

My sleepless nights always call you though fail to get back!

 

Thought runs on my mind to meet you sometime

Situation calms me and I always came back,

Fights with the instincts, scared me sometimes

My sleepless nights always call you though fail to get back!

Love to meet you again; Love to lure you again,

Can’t stop myself to make you laugh again and again

Wish we could meet once sooner or later by mistake,

My sleepless nights always call you though fail to get back!

 

Born for you!

Hey Richi,

I am born for you, I live for you

And merely when you are far away

Your presence will be in my heart

I will cry for you, I will die for you

I will be with you

You will be always on my mind, you will be in ma heart

I never betray you, I never leave you, I never forget you,

I always miss you. Even if I am not with you

I will be longing for you, ready to hang for you

I always need you, i always feel you

May I am surrounded by so many

I always need you, I always need you

You are like ma resource of living

You are land of ma world

You comes under basic need of life

My live block without you

Frequently heard, Barely believes

Your lips, your heart carries ma name on it

Your affection is mine, your fondness is mine

You make me restless, praying to god to be mine

I ornamented you, I flourished you

Emotions designed you, Feelings portrayed you

I look right, I look left, I look back, I look Side

My eyes always views you in every side

Never give away, Never far away, Never walk away

I will be close, I will be mold, I will love to hold

Day will be shattered, night will be warmed

Day you stop loving me, I will be hummed!

P.S. Romanticist Sumeet

Silence is just my voice, there could be denial in the words!

Hey Richi,

Silence is just my voice, there could be denial in the words!!!

Words used, words fly, emotions conveyed what I said and what you heard..

Neither I meant it nor do you, when and where these words made a mistake...

The unheard aggression flows in the words, the unsaid criticism is expressed in the words...

No idea when we were hurt and heart was wounded, felt like some words just betrayed the beloved...

Silence is just my voice, there could be denial in the words!!

Words lead us to trouble, Words lead us to hassle , Words lead us nowhere...

We never make a thought, we just flow with the thought, and what we actually end up saying were not something we wanted to say...

Sometimes mysteries covered in the words, sometimes words merely displace in an undesired way...

I wish true feelings will come together, ,true love holds together once fragile emotions walks away...

However I just wanted to say: Silence is just my voice, there could be denial in the words!!!

My post graduation

Post graduation cum Paid holiday Package....

After grads at Nagpur, while exploring career opportunities finally I landed up in oxford of the east. I was dump to Pune for post graduation which was never expected from family.

Couple of pals was in the same city; same vicinity which awakes me to feel alive with mischief. I never found that I am here to grab managerial leanings; unleash skills; explore opportunities. Moreover, I became fucking moron by living my life in lavishing way. 

Bunking lectures , abusing friends, blaming destiny, cursing college etc were their in our finger tips. I was bound to enchant and spare valuable time outside the class. Our faculty can see during assignments, presentation, practical etc. Otherwise, there was a question mark on faculty mind. We became the visiting student of our college. I was in the college though not in the classroom; I was in the same city though not in contact with wise mates. 

Hang outs, night outs, parties, movies, snooker, booze and fags were need of post graduation. More I think of post graduation, more I spend on needs and desires extravagantly.. We eagerly wait for every Saturday instead waiting for a right time to get placed and stable.  Every month I make a thought on this,I look ahead and get ahead (Laugh out loud). I paid "billable amount" in the form of clearance to our college.

Burning the midnight oil, chit-chat with wise mates, senseless talk, was our scope of work during exams/semester.I sincerely wait for a good placement to recover money what I think that I had wasted on paid holiday package. Perhaps I achieve something by means of trickery or devious methods such as commission on some commercial or business transaction; earn as stipend or wages, got paid per admission etc. 

I turned such a “prodigal guy” that needs a single reason to spend on friends and fools. Imagination on false instincts, bit pessimistic attitude and unwanted expectation against life led me no where apart from  miserable life.

MBA- Master in Bad Activities was my self made abbreviation. 

Consequently, I was getting “taste of ma own medicine” which compelled me to place and raised myself in specific domain by leaps and bounds. Sooner or later I found the right path to make my lucrative career which I always deserve and anticipated. Self learning & self motivation,  geared me to make excel in marketing profession".

 Post Graduation was just an eye opener rather than building knowledge, skills and excellence. Such an absurd feeling and sublime emotion reinforce me to say .....“It’s a Post graduation cum Paid holiday package”

              

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Once upon a time with rommies

Friends with no benefits

Rommies- A complete family package

Down the nostalgia lane, it’s very difficult to recall the days. I am extremely moved and overwhelm while writing this blog. With loads of memories, i am sharing some experiences with roomies during PG.

 It was a first time that I was sharing my living space with friends else during post graduation. Living and sharing live with a stranger  is incoming freshman’s worst nightmare. Living with roommates has intense situations, emotions, nagging, arguments, compromises, sheer happiness, and immense fun.Let me tell you, it is quite different than being with family. No matter you came from a disturbed childhood.Perhaps it was a memorable journey of my post graduation.

When I shifted in lavish flat, there was only me and grads friend “Chacha” . Gradually there were more guys- Yathu, Batra and my old pal Lawyer. After an year, there was a yuppie called “Bengali” who begins his life in Pune by entering into our flat. With roomies, I was ahead of college friends and trends.

I was lucky that I got along with my roommate during entire PG. We took distinct courses and hang out with different people too. In my opinion this is how it has to be if you choose to live with a friend.

Let me throw some lights on ma rommies!!!

Chacha, he was a perfect entertainer, who always been a part of my nuisance and venture some act. More he support me, better he always encourage me to do the same. At late night me and chacha used to blabber and do hell lot of discussions of our college life. Chacha and me always had a great time though he spend most of time with his flame .Although chacha was out of our league soon due to unavoidable development & circumstances.

Lawyer, he was the ever green roommate who was generous and supportive. There was no partition or wall inside our heart against each other. Being a good roommate he was always concerned and keeps an eye on “what is going around my mind”. He was sympathetic and extremely helpful who always being a comrade in my ups and downs. No matter I was out of money or filled with money, he always supports me with positive instincts. He was been a mentor to me in many situations. He would able to provide some good pieces of advice in critical situation. He was better than the best and still remains the same. That what lawyers do….lol

Yathu, we became a good friends because we were always voted out  for our extreme nuisance and mischievous behavior. He was shrewd, humorous, witty, optimistic and carried unruffled persona in entire journey. We both were philosophers in our point of view and carried integrity in every plan and discussion. During my summer internship project, yathu and I had a golden time with our nostalgic talks with couple of beers every evening. With him I spend most of the time and soon he becomes "immortal pal" of my life. After living with him for three semesters, his family forced him or he voted himself to leave oxford of the east. We never got an answer.

Bengali- Abusing, snoring, blabbering, frustrating were some qualities what he possesses. He was named “King of snoring” within a few days by me. On the contrary, he was supportive, soft-heartened, non-egoistic type of guy. He carries a great power of conviction and kindness which makes him became a good friend of mine within less span of time. He was more like a person who always gives a green signal before I execute any plan. He was a “happy go lucky” chap and we were able to go well together as our ideas concord.

In entire two years, we leave no stone unturned to make our times happening with everlasting memories. We including neighbors get a sign of our party every weekend. We were noisy, lousy and crowdie every occasion.

I always tried to give a helping hand to my roomies and was an active player in making several plans .  

We rejoice, we relish, we cherish, we gossips, we nag, we criticize, we praise, and we chilled altogether.

Nevertheless, we roomies were like complete family.

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Get drunk and go to heaven

Get Drunk & Go to Heaven.

I wanna get high ,I wanna enjoy spirit, I wanna spend quality time with particular medium irrespective of alcohol.There are hell lot of reasons what people cultivate while having a glass of high spirit..A guy like me doesn't need any reason to get high or any excuse to involve with the same, because i believe it became a natural process one has to undertake.Yeah, i belongs to the same category of person where there are hundred of challenges and restrictions for consumption of high cum wild spirit.No matter what the taste is,how much pros and cons it carries but we know the importance inculcates within the same.People vouch for it and so do we.

Alcohol is not the answer but insist you bit to forget the question.One study indicates drinking helps reduce heart disease. Another finds that alcohol increases cancer risk. So what’s the best alcohol policy when it comes to your health? If you enjoy wine, beer or spirits, have a glass occasionally – but not much more than that.let me tell you.

According to me, alcohol is an advance version of oxygen which makes you feel alive up to your need and expectations.When I read about the evils of drinking, I gave up reading.There is a wise saying, Give man a fish and he will eat 4 a day.Teach him how to fish, and he will sit in a boat and drink beer all the day,that all what people believe.Eventually they end up consuming with different reasons at different seasons

Always remember that I have taken more out of alcohol than alcohol has taken out of me

When we drink, we get drunk. When we get drunk, we fall asleep.

When we fall asleep, we commit no sin. When we commit no sin, we go to heaven. Let’s all get drunk, and go to heaven.

Goa at its best during grads!!

Goa at its best during Grads!

With the snaps of sunset point and suicide point of Mahabaleshwar!!!! we were on the way 2 Goa.

Finally reached to goa and entered into colba beach resort.Luggage was out in the corner and we guys having a pint in hand for rs.20/-.Fighting for a room and disturbing neighbor became a part of our trip.Cunningly and artfully ,chacha and me manage to put blames on others for irritating neighbour by banging the door. We got up before the dawn , jump up to swimming pool for shower and off to beach to take bath.Thick sound of beaches and thin sound of bitches were penetrating us into notorious and devilish mood. Although we enchanted to live and let live.

Before dusk, we were out of hotel and intend to sit at cozy restro down the sea shore. Chatti had ordered massive fish which makes our table almost full and I was stunned to watch massive roasted fish. Sweet tooth transform into fish tooth.We eat, we sung, we cheers, we booze, we blackmail, we relish.On the top of it we dance with firangi and some of our trip member able to chat firangi in Nagpurian style.Firangi and food was undoubtedly tasty.After having so much fun, ma friend “chatty” again had a tough time as he dropped his nokia n90 nearby beach while fliting and struggling with the seashore.

“Chacha” being able to manage himself and bring home the bacon as he sung publicly  “summer of 69” among the crowd at late 2.Why to fear when u had a friends like us near, however it energizes him to end eminent song with immortal lyrics “those were the best days of my life”

Safed lost his consciousness in hotel and was in favor of bhagat singh.He was carrying the evil spirit of him and making a wish to hang himself. We all friends ran into his room and try to divert his mind from bhagat singh to goa singh. He was washing the loo of hotel with bisleri water, he ordered 5 bisleri to wash the same.What a funny, tragic and embarrassing situation it was! We were gigling, laugh out loud, rolling on floor and laughed a ton.On the contrary, he forced us to have neat "goa feni"  insisting every one that its a pure ganga water. He didn't stop his venture some act and was trying to jump swimming pool through window. OMG! what the hell was that. Although, safed start screaming "Basanti" and "kutto" which makes our heartbeat high and fly. By almighty he came down in the corridor but  through window which make him satisfied.Abusing senior and foe was continue till next morning though he manage to keep himself sophisticated by instinct.

Graduation is a real accomplishment. It means the soul were finally able to get rid of you!

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My working life

My working life!

 Monday to Friday..Every damn morning.. alarm suppose to bang on ma ear, I say WTF!! O shit..again I got up late..I manage to clean myself asap and trudge to work.Apparently,  I swallow my ego, self esteem, pride and put up with integrity as being ordered by the boss. I sweat at my job, I toil at my job. Hell lot of question appears and bombarded on ma mind...

Why I do the job???? bcoz I have to?  Just bcoz I need the money???? Or bcoz don't know how to live other way or not getting any other way out?

As we are Indians we learn since childhood how to work hard. Most of the time I work 40 or more hours a week… And I keep working more and more. Working this hard is sometimes weird and unnatural for me..I reckon, hunting and gathering is a pretty relaxed way to make a living worth while... There is no reason for us to be working so hard. As we are getting advanced in technology help us work more productively, we should be able to work less. Today, American workers are ten times more productive than we Indians irrespective of working less hours .

As I work more than eight hours a day, where did all that extra productivity go??? A lot of it went as profits into the pockets of the boss. The boss in India is richer than any other group of people ever in the history of mankind. If we work hard or better, our rich bosses aren't under any obligation to pay us more or let us work less.

Sadly, that's how capitalism works( though it badly sucks), but that’s beyond my scope of work.

Buttering our boss and exploring way to impress him is humiliating. The worst is when we actually get used to being pushed around. People like me need to be free to develop my independent selves. The more I work, the more I feel like dog: dull and obedient.  

Good things includes-> be with families and friends, making love, drinking beer, clubbing, writing, reading, listening music, cooking and eating good food, etc. These are the things that make my life rich and interesting. Life without all this make ma working life monotonous, tedious, boring, drilling, dead, and gray.

I know I could be free, if I want to really live ma lives worthy, if I want to live on a healthy planet, if I want to end suffering and exploitation, I have to learn how to work less?? How to work smart? How to earn good…

Which I am still exploring…………..

Beautiful quotes for my pal: Oh, you hate your job? Why didn't you say so? There's a support group for that. It's called EVERYBODY and they meet at the bar!"

Tips to leave Reasonable life

Tips to leave reasonable life if you want to.....


Imagine if you are able to live on a part- time job, and work only for bread and butter. You are working for 20, 15, or only 10 hours a week. Life would be like one long weekend, with a little work thrown in here and there. You could sleep according to your wish. You could go on long trip though you could take up a serious hobby or spend some time on a project you've been forced to put off. You can live this way - you just have to be smart, a little crafty, and learn how to live very cheap.

There are two main tactics to living cheap... The first tactic is simple: never pay full price. It's amazing how much more expensive things are when they are new…but you can easily buy in half rate at various portals… you can buy a used bike..you can buy a used furniture…you can buy a used cycle..you can buy hell lot of stuffs…. This is even great as you can find almost anything, and since you are buying from the owner. there's no sales tax. Be a miser. Be a cheap bastard. Don't pay any one extra penny if you can help yourself at reasonable rate.

The second main tactic for living cheap is to live with a large group of friends, say five to eight people. Groups of people spend less money per. person than single people living alone….I call this fact an "economy of scale."  For instance, one big apartment is usually cheaper to rent than a bunch of little apartments. It's also less expensive to buy food as a group. You can buy economy-size packages of food or you can really save money and shop at supermarkets or Big bazaar etc
Surviving in groups is cheap because you can avail and share resources…Let's say one friend in your group finds a part-time job that pays well. He can pitch extra money for rent. One more pros to living in a group is security. .Working less means earning less money and usually saving no money. It's good to know you have friends that can support you and take care of you if you lose your job or break your leg. 

"All for one and one for all" spirit is the best part of living in a group.

When you own a group of friends or tribe, sit down together with some beers, and talk about your plans and what you expect from each other. Living with other people isn't always easy. Sharing confidential talks and sublime emotions, particularly money, can be tough. 

Be cock sure to sit down with more and more beers and talk things over..if things is not working out with your tribe though getting really heavy, maybe the tribe wasn't meant to be. You can always break up and start again in new groups. There's no shame in that.

Some more things I would like to share with you apart from above tactics which can make your life simple and reasonable (laugh out loud)

1.  Avoid non-veg, go vegetarian…

2.  Don't get yourself, or anyone else: pregnant

3.  Forget your childhood what sort of life u live.

4.  Get a wealthy girlfriend/boyfriend

5.  Don't buy a bike or car…

6.  Have booze occasionally

Teen Patti at Mahabaleshwar

Teen Patti at Mahabaleshwar

Down the nostalgia lane, I am damn screwed, where to commence and where to conclude.Lets start with week before where our dreams to goa were in progress. There was quite a hassle dazzle, agitation, nervousness and uncertainty too. With loads of peer pressure and long discussion I finally gave a green signal that lets be a part of goa trip.Merely i was out from the trip for couple of hours as tickets were made as per the prior registration which I fail to do at time.Thanks to god I was blessed and accompanied with our great faculties that they have made a decision to book some more tickets for "late latif " guys like us.

Reached to pune and was on the way to mahabaleshwar.What we see is bus taken a stop for couple of minutes to buy medicines for future journey.With stupid faces we also came down and buy some pints secretly.

OMG!we couldn't believe that we were consuming in day time that too in bus.We were quite amuse and amaze that how to taste the spirit via smoke or smoke via spirit .Before reaching the destination, we got a clear idea that we will blow up the trip and will live life like a king size.

Teen patti at mahabaleshwar gearing us to fall in utter irony situation which let us paid double amount to stay happy and stay drunk.Guy named "chatti" won pretty good amount of money and was soon out of league due to extreme joy and happiness.Moreover, whole night he manage to remain beneath the loo to call off and forget his engagement with white rum (Hope he can recall the same with sheer absurdness).

What a great night it was! Rum trip continues in morning with chacha, borkute, kamlesh, chatti, nicky, laloo, safed etc. State of well-being characterized by emotions ranging from contentment to intense joy. Before reaching Goa, we were exhilarating and fill with sublime emotions.

Teen patti became a best part of the journey with immense pleasure and weird incidence as we played best hand after couple of glasses!