Life is a BITCH....!!!

Life is a BITCH....

When life decides to kick u, it kicks u badly....

Everything goes wrong when time is wrong....

Machines can never be trusted....

I was not sure about the practicality of these statements.... But in the last 2-3 days they came true with this experience.

Everybody wished me Happy New Year.... But i think somebody didn't wish me from the heart.... And coz of that i'm facing this series of nightmarish experiences....

On the New Year's day, we (read :: all the frens) were visiting each other's places.... I alongwith 3 other frens went in my car.... After going to a couple of frens, my car broke down almost.... The altinator was the problem.... (*i don't know much about the technicalities.... but talkin with the mechanic made me know about the terms at least) As it was the New Year's day, the mechanic said he'll mend the problem the day after.... I had to wait.... Now don't expect me to do that....

The next day.... my car was moving from one garage to another.... The altinator is a major part of the car's engine.... And that major part had a very minor problem.... Huh.... Wat CRAP...!!! The altinator's cut-out (*dunno wats dat....) had melted.... So i got it changed.... Then got the altinator fixed again in the car....

Then i went out wid my family for a small outing.... It wasn't even a couple of kilometers.... and the car's engine stopped working.... I called up the mechanic.... That dumb guy came after 30-odd minutes.... Tinkered with some fuses n wires.... Then he concluded that the current wasn't passing.... He made some direct connections.... And said that this temporary arrangement would work till you come back.... I said okay....

I hadn't drove more than 8-9 kilometers..... The wire he had fixed had burnt.... Now this was hell.... Life was acting like a BITCH now.... I called that dumb ass and he declined to come that far.... Instead he was instructing me to connect another wire in the same way on phone.... That wasn't possible AT ALL.... I could mess it up.... I didn't do wat he asked me to....

I thought of Plan B.... I went and got another mechanic from nearby.... That guy tried a lot with the wires for more than an hour.... He then concluded that the fuel supply had some flaw..... Huh....!!! I think these mechanics create more problems than solving them..... He called another mechanic who dealt with the fuel supply problems.... I was getting confused with these mechanics' jargons.... I called up my ex-driver who's more like a family member.... He reached there in half an hour till these guys were trying to fix the wire or fuel supply problems..... Then he came and instructed them something.... Again out of my world.... Jargon types.... I decided to avoid what they were talking.....

Another 30 minutes passed by..... It was already dark..... My mom (she doesn't eat anything after the sunset....) had to remain without food..... And i had my brain deep-fried between the technical terms and jargons..... Now it was ready to eat.... Jokes apart, i was in no mood to spend any more time on the road.... It was so very embarrassing.... People watched us while passing by and we were watching them watch us helplessly.... It was like i had spent more than half of my life on the road.... I was tired.... Damn tired....

After much bheja fry.... the car was fixed temporarily.... We returned back to home.... with an experience of a lifetime.... Now its gonna be the day of tomorrow.... Again with the mechanics and the garages....

Rightly said.... Life kicks u badly at times....

Such is life....!!!

Carrom Revisited....

First off, lemme take dis opportunity to wish y'all a very Happy Diwali n a Prosperous New Year.....

Carrom.... An indoor board game..... Quite similar to the modern-day pool.... But quite different too....

I used to play this game a lot in my childhood days.... The joy of winning.... The disappointment of losing.... And the desire to win after losing.... All those expressions and feelings came alive today when my sister's 10-year old son forced me to play with him.....

He likes the game and is sort of a champ in it..... So here we started the game.... The joy of inserting the coins in the hole..... The fighting for the queen and after that the cover..... I love it.....

I managed to win the first game by a very narrow margin..... It was a nail biting win for me..... I was overjoyed after winning the first game.....

In the next one, he gave me shock by winning the game.... Anyways we played another game.... We wanted to get the result from the best of 3.....

Dis time, i won again by a comfortable margin..... I was feelin on top of the world.... Wat crap....? I was feelin overjoyed by beatin just a 10-year old..... It wasn't just the joy, but it was like revisiting the memories of the good old days....

So there were my carrom memories revisited again today.....

Anyways hav a happy n safe Diwali.... The festival of lights.....

Back (B)log

Well guys, i know i deserve to get my butt kicked.... I know i'm not a regular in blogosphere, but i'm trying a hell lot to be in touch with you guys more often....

Recently i was going through Big B's blog (read :: Amitabh Bachchan) I liked a few lines on his blog. So I'm writing them out here.... (courtesy :: Mr Amitabh Bachchan again....)

These lines are in fact a poem, written by an African kid. This poem was nominated for 'Best Poem' for the year 2005. Here it is....

"When I born, I black.

When I grow up, I black.

When I go in sun, I black.

When I scared, I black.

When I sick, I black.

And when I die, I still black.


And you white fellas...

When you born, you pink.

When you grow up, you white.

When you go in sun, you red.

When you cold, you blue.

When you scared, you yellow.

When you sick, you green.

And when you die, you grey...


And you calling me colored ??"

I know it isn't much but still something is better than nothing. Hoping to be back on blog soon.....

Gunda-Raj

Raj Thackeray.... He has become a psycho i think.... I dunno what he's upto and what he wants to prove....

I have lived in Mumbai for years.... I liked him (read :: not supported politically) during his Shiv Sena days.... even after his 'Divorce' with his uncle and his family and his party, I was with him.... But of late, by playing the hatred card, he might have become a hero in the minds of a few extreme Marathi-manoos but overall this isn't much better than what we call 'Gunda-Raj' (*pun unintended*)

I just want to ask Mr Raj Thackerey and MNS that is Maharashtra not a part of India.... or are the 'Bhaiyas' as you guys say (read :: North Indians) are terrorists? And what do you want to prove with attacking poor and innocent people?

With this kind of DIRTY-politics, you have lost the image of a leader who fought for people.... Instead you have created a new image of a leader who fights against people and promotes hatred.... You guys are no better than terrorists.... The only difference between you people and the terrorists is that you do it in public and they do it secretly.... In my point of view, you are even worse than terrorists....

And who can guarantee that in case you succeed in your motive against the North Indians, you won't target people from other region? You are attacking the people from UP & Bihar, next on the list may be Gujaratis, Marwaris or South Indians or for that matter people from any other part of India....

You are doing exactly what Mr Mohammad Ali Jinnah did in 1947.... Creating differences in the minds of people....

Basically, I have been fed up of hearing all the negative news of late.... So I thought of writing this blog.... Otherwise I don't have any personal grudge against you....

When you are arrested, people from your party damage government and personal properties, hurt people.... What are you gonna gain from all this...?

Any Indian can reside in any part of India... Thats what the Indian Constitution says.... But I think Mr Raj Thackeray doesn't follow the Indian Costitution.... He has a Constitution of his own....

GOD SAVE INDIA....!!!!

All FALL Down....

No guys its not a "Ring-a-Ring-a-Roses" hangover..... I'm juz talkin about the economic crisis the world is facing today.... If you're thinking that I'm some sort of an economic analyst, then you're wrong..... I'm just a common man thinking about where the world economy is heading towards....

I read in the 'Business Standard' that 90% (thats NINETY PER CENT....) of the stocks in Indian Stock Markets are trading below their IPO price.... Another news making rounds is that Pakistan is on the verge of Bankruptcy.... According to a report from Pakistan's Finance Ministry, they have just 2.48 billion dollars, which can't even buy food for Pakistan more than a month......

Till now, I've only heard large MNCs getting bankrupt.... Now its the turn of countries.....

The other day, there was a furore in India (read :: sponsored by the Thackeray cousins) when the largest domestic airlines 'Jet Airways' cut down 1900 'temporary' (means :: not permanent) jobs. This issue had taken a political colour. Raj Thackeray-led MNS threatened Jet of stalling their operations if all the ex-employees were not taken back. Ultimately, Jet had to take its ex-employees back.

The Stock Market in India is suffering an all-time low.... The Sensex has reached below the 5-figures and is currently running in 4-figures.... Its the same Sensex that had reached 21000+ less than a year ago....

The investors are doomed.... Such is life....

And such is the economic recession.... The Fall... The Great Fall...

2008 will be remembered for a great great Fall....

EXCEPTIONS :

There are a few exceptions to this great fall.... One being Sachin Tendulkar.... This great Indian batsman has just reached a landmark 12000 runs in Test cricket after breaking Brian Lara's record of 11953 runs..... Another being soon-retiring-greatest-Indian-captain-ever Sourav Ganguly slamming his 16th Test ton against Australia giving a tough answer to his critics....

I just loved the statement Sachin Tendulkar gave in the press conference.... He said

"People threw stones at me. I turned them into milestones."

Exceptions are always there.... Isn't it?