The BLAH

It’s been a while, it’s been a while I wrote something… it’s been a while I thought of writing something, it’s been a while a thought of something… it’s been a while I thought of thinking… it’s been a while I thought about ME.

Yes, I’m in the IT business!!!

What should I write about, not like I wrote about something all this time, but ummmm… even to write something, as a matter of fact anything, I am not having THE time…. Whenever I tell this to my colleagues or cousins, they say I am just complaining and there is a loooong way to go (I say – “seriously, even to get bored at a job”), I cant complain about them though, they have seen me and they have seen Life more than I did (right, for now).. so the matter is, I am just bored of this mechanical, manage-ical, methodical, un-magical life already. Its not like I wanna sit idle all the time. But this is so boring and I always thought life would give me surprises (not like my director standin behind me when I am watching Youtube ) but am still in the routine

And… how do people get inspiration…. like Writers, how do they get all those words -- in sync, if they are songs -- how do I get it J.. it took me bloody 5 months to write a blog, well I am no great writer but I at least pen my thoughts, and not just to myself. I do get inspired in a lotta ways, but when I start writing all that fades away these days , Y, why was the question to me. … aaaaaaand why am I writing this here… vent out myself, that’s what bloggers do right.. eehhehhehe…. and of course there is nothing awesome about this …. This is just again blah blah blah , the blah of BLAH.. all this is I can put out for now… may be a part 2 for this, if again my routine, day-by-day, offisofical, nuan-sensical life lets me

Watching : Band Baaja Baraat

Random Random

Comedy is the best way to attract people, either in movies, theatre or in real life.. or should I state it as making people laugh instead of throwing “Comedy ” out there. A nice movie or a book can make your thoughts go into implementation… they work for me.. and if you want to make someone talk about your implemented thoughts in any way you present them, you should really have some humor content in there… well its not the case in Ramgopal varma or Martin Scorcese (who by the way were wonderful at what they did)… but that’s what makes your mood lighter… that’s what made me write something today… irrespective of what I am writing(as always)

Life’s always beautiful, don’t remember if I have mentioned it in any of my other blogs, maybe I wrote it in my diary (yes, I do have an e-diary, which I update half-yearly, pretty regular huh!)… but believe me Life is beautiful.. its hard to look on to the positive side all the time, well… that’s the whole point… only when u look at negatives.. or go thru a difficult phase that you realize how important it is look at the glass being half full.

Life gave me shocks at every phase possible… I can write a book just on how miserable fate has been to me… and every now and then it rewarded me… with the best of parents, friends and loved ones… that is what keeps me going….

People complain a lot about others not getting back to them.. not taking their calls… no response to e-mails…blah blah blah…. Life has become so busy for everyone that no body has the time for anything but to be on facebook :)…. I don’t call friends often nor they call me…. It doesn’t mean I am ousted or I don’t care enough about them…. You should realize the competitive environment everyone is in these days.. he/she may be in business, software, movies or what not… but having friends who care about you when in need is the most important thing in life… even more important than the competitive world I was talking about… that’s what is the push for everyone… that’s what is the belief that makes you take the risk… agree mates??

Times

Hate the clock ticking…. In the night, in the morning, in the party, in the office….. it jus keeps tickin tickin tickinnnn…. alllll the time…. taking the time to tick and Taking the time to tick, makes me hate myself losing the time to Mr.Tick-Tock….

Hate it when it goes slow on a plane, hate it when it runs when in a party…. Hate it when it moves even slower in the office, how can I stop time being time and make it my time. Time does cost a lot, not to buy, not to spend, but it does cost you a fortune ….. and even knowin tht we do waste it a lot, jus like electricity , water, food and what not… but Time is a little more ….. Y am I writin this by the way….

Because Life has expectations, and it takes time to get them into reality…. As always.. blah blah blahhhhhhh

Where have all the Bloggers gone?

Spoiler* - Title inspired from “Lee Iacocca’s” book which I had been puttin on pendin for a long time now

So, a very long time time took to give me some time to write a blog.

I have some time but writing something just stays on the back of my mind… to get it done takes removal of a ton of laziness buried in me... it aint just me… I used to follow lot of bloggers, and many of them stopped writing, maybe it was a fashion to write for them and the fashion faded, also did they. So where have all the wonderful bloggers gone, so busy in their lives or do not have much to write. Blogging is not about writing something useful or world-changing I believe… it is one way to vent your thoughts, get something out of ur mind and heart. No one is charging anything to publish this right... so write something people... write so that you can feel light after getting it out... you need no person to tell your thoughts, if you write it down, someone someday may read it and appreciate it :). As someone said: … well, donno what some one said… but... I say… “Keep writing something and you are going to get something out of nothing”

Again, my mind says: “Y are you writing, do you have an inspiration, are you going to change the world by your writings, is it going to help at least one person – your blog… “
I told ma mind: “chill, it’s just a blog, people write all kinda crap in there, so y not me!! “
Mind: “Ok ok whatever, but let people know I am not a part of it”
Me: “Alrightttt… psycho… I knew you aren’t with me on a lotta things”
Mind: “Whatever!!!!!”

So, what did I think of writing again… nothing! jus felt like writing something… anywayz who ever reads this has nothing better to do as me while writing this, so doesn’t matter...

Long Long ago (Not sooo long, just a few years)… I was sitting in a coffee shop, with my friends, one of them visiting from “U.S.” …. I wasn’t too excited about comin to U.S then.. but what I was interested in was Coffee and speci(fic)ally Starbucks… donno y I didnt even taste it by then, but nw I am addicted to it, which has nothing to do with anything. I was asking her about The Starbucks Coffee and she was like “ yeah, its awesome…. and in winter, you need to wrap up totally, drive out in the snow and get a piping hot coffee and then go to work, it would be wonderful!!! “. Well, somehow I ended up in the Land of Dreams.. doing the software job like most of the Asians, again speci(fic)ally Indians… which I do (Not) like or not…
Getting coffee from starbucks everyday, which is making quite a hole in my pocket… I really enjoy the coffee, and once it is done, that’s it… there ends the best part of my morning… so what’s the moral of this story.. maybe nothing… all I wanted to stay is, I cannot love something like U.S. just because they have Starbucks… LOL…

Mind : “ I told ya not to write!!!!” .. ~sobbing~...

Me : :)

Happyness

Who am I to write about it, and is anyone gonna learn it reading MY blog, well, if you do I will be more happier. So am I happy now... Yes, in the moment! (If not am so lazy to write something, FYI… I am writing a lot these days, nothing interesting, but pages and pages of notes to understand what I am doing, did you understand that, NO?... I got a job….

Yippeee, must have come out of someone’s mouth… at least One person; yeah some people were really happy that I got a job, and I am not one of those some.

So, as lazy as I am, the job sucks, yeah.. you ask me why and I say what I am really doing and then you say sigh, saving all that, I don’t like it, maybe I am not going to like a 9 to 5 job ever…. So what do u like dude, someone asks me… and I say…. I DON’T KNOW ….

Well I am old enough to vote, get married, and some people (guys) of my age already have kids (good for them)…. And Me … I still don’t know what I want, when I say this to this good friend of mine, he gives me a lecture on how people (no one) likes their lives or you should not wait for what you like and go with the flow, earn some, save some kinda s**t… well, I don’t blame him for that, must be good thoughts, good to listen and that’s it for me, he feels happy that I listened and I feel happy that he is happy.

Oh, I started about happiness rt… comin back to that… I am was kinda happy, was in the morning, am now. It started to be a good day, I dreamt about my girlfriend bein with me(donno how good that is J… should be!!!)… Was talking to a friend and it was sunny in the morning today after a long long time, so that was a good morning. And then, I was talking back home; I do not like traffic, people shouting and someone kinda not listening to me on the phone, so all the 3 things happened and I was feeling really bad… I really do not like those 3 things.. so, just went to work and was doin the s**t stuff I am not really interested in again… talked to my manager and he liked my work ( believe me, I am not lying )…… had a great lunch, came back, was feelin really sleepy and had an boring meeting, which left me dull, ran out of the office by the evening, even took stairs not to wait for the lift. Got on the metro and slept, so why am I writin all this, whatever….

Hmmm… comin back to happiness, what is it… is it about the moment, is it about livin the moment, or is the moment you feel in high spirits, feeling like doing anything you want and can be doin whatever you want. Am I creative or not the question to me, I want to do what I love, I don’t know what I love, other than my friends, parents and u know who. So, was feelin relieved in the evening, sat down to watch “ How I met Your Mother”, felt happy, well dude, tell me what happiness is in here, you ask me, I say enjoying that moment which is making me write not what I wanted to, but made me forget for a while all the tensions and made me write out Me. So, as of always if someone understands or not, jus venting out my thoughts, and one thing which would may be make happy is, Direction, not writing, I know I suck at it, and you people whoever ‘ever’ are gonna read this is just to make me happy. Eventually you would, for sure. Started to write somethin and ended up into something else, so would follow up on this one for sure when I land in the same spirits.

P.S: Happyness instead of Happiness is my Likingss for The Pursuit of Happyness

Reading : Latest ‘Express’ newsletter

Listenin to : How I met your mother Soundtrack(Jingle, ( is it what they call it which comes in the start :) ) )

One Thought

I was relieved of some stress today and a flow of thoughts went in my mind.

Never waste your time, if you think you are ready for something, test yourself and hit it. If you have some work in hand never leave it and go for searching something better until unless you think you are really good at the next thing and it is what you want. Be respectful of any small job you do and do take life seriously once you do have a job. Always believe in yourself how low, lost or loser-like you may feel. Always be happy for what you have, you may not have it tomorrow or never again.

Kinda philosophical but true, maybe.

LINK Well this has nothing to do with the thoughts, but found it good.

Listening to : My room-mates blah!

Reading Today : Story by Robert Mckee

Tryin to be back

Haaallllooooooooo

Well, whoever have read my blog until now, thanks to them, you are always an inspiration to make me write

It’s been a while since I wrote anything.

I knew I was going to do it sometime this month. I have my reasons. Let me list some of them

One, no mood to write, my life been soo pale as the face of Johnny depp in Edward Scissorhands. So, I was jus sittin home all the time, doing nothing but searching for jobs.

Second, hundreds of other reasons going through my mind. What am I going to become, in life, is the biggest question, its not like am worried and all that, but I believe at least now I should choose a route, well, I believe lot of people go through this phase and compromise on leading a un-risky life, like getting a job in a bank or a software company.

I don’t know how many people think in that way these days, but, I do not want to be one of them, making it ‘+’vely correct, I would say, I want to risk and get more success than staying down and compromise with life.

But again the question is, what do I wanna be, I donnnoooo….. making questions is the easiest thing in life, how about being a professor or a lecturer, my job just would be making questions and I can bluff that I know everything better than students.

So, here I am in front of my love, my apple, whose battery is dying early these days, need to buy a new life for her, well, my life itself is in a way which needs more power than a battery, writing sh*t again, am I

Well, doesn’t matter, no one is going to publish this or anything rt… chalega ( meaning doesn’t matter in hindi )….

Listenin to : ' Raindrops keep fallin on my head ' by Burt Bacharach/BJ Thomas ( it never gets old)