I am done!!!!

When i write this ....i am overhelmed by emotions .......life has just stuck you the last sucker punch..........your writhing in pain.......eyes are hazy,moistened .....weak in arms ......look up to see a dark monster ...grinning at his exploit..........at last he has managed to pin you down.........and this time it is done........in the hindsight ...you hear your best buddy egging you to put that effort to stand up and stare in the eye of the monster.........you extend your hand to grab that talisman to revive you .......but alas it has no effect.........Why?????......questions your pal....Sadly i am gonna let you down this time..........The purpose is lost.........hunger has died.......will to survive the onslaught has given in to the pressure life has exerted mercilessly.
No point asking god why me?...........He always gives you the choice........you take the choice which suits you.........but people throw it out of the window......disregard to the emotion....to the person.........in the end it is their choice............you are just there to play the game.......are not part of it............when i look across the window........see people moving .......scan the place.....life isnt waiting.........you are still !!!!
I am sure when i am done......pals will suggest .........comment.........scold you........But its still me.....who has to walk.......but i am done!!!!!!

Turn around.................

A shreik sound woke me up as i lay on my terrace,neighbours kid whaled for attention,squabbled restlessly around......i looked at him through the window,wondered do i remember my time as a child? Vague memories of me crying profusely holding onto dad for not leaving me at school.........as i grasped the metal barricade,called out for him till he dissappeared from sight,consoled by a another kid who said "they will let you go when those sticks on the clock meet at 12".There i sat with my back turned to the class waiting for that moment to arrive.
And the day i stood holding a bat,as i watched my two brothers fight for my inclusion in the cricket playing eleven..........the pain of having gone through 14 injections for messing around with a dogs tail...........a broken tooth when trying to imitate salman khan's act of cycling on one wheel.Praying and hoping that my name is not leaked as one of the long list of admirers of our class teacher :-)
Waiting eagerly for morning to play that all important first cricket match for my school.Proudly displaying the trophies i scored in our school sporting event.Dreading the day results were out and a sound thrashing for poor grades.A summer vacation at my native ,the excitement and enthusiam of meeting my grandma.Counting stations in anticipation of reaching the native and the long list of demands for goodies from the hawkers.
Reprimanded for playing the entire day in the hot sun by my uncle and cajoled by grandma to forgive him for being strict.Stealing mangoes from the orchards and chased by the watchdogs.........looking at the crushed coin,a result of a train passing on it - Remiscients days of childhood are bound to bring joy and a whiff of happiness.Be sure to turn around to feel those tender moments in our lives.

How i met your mother.................

Destiny is a nice word coined to shut people up when they say "why did this happen to me ?" ...dont bother to think so much about this things ,cos you cannot change what has happened.So when the going get tough ...go out and party!!!.

" You can relate a formula of stress to theory of relativity and this is how you derive it ..simple!!!.....I looked with utter disbelief and puzzled cos everything sounded greek and latin to me,My new friend had just sounded his arrival to me.Engineering was gonna be rollercoaster ride for me i thought,i tagged along with my new found einstein.He invited me over to his house which was hell of a ride on his bike,which he assumed it to be a sports bike and the path to his house a F1 circuit.The bike came to a screaching halt in front of a neatly built house.Hesistantly i walked in ,to find his mom in the living room.,Hi Aunty how are you ....i mutterred.After a brief introduction ,i sat there waiting for my friend to join me ..... scanned the room ,scraped through some magazines.......A squiky sound interrupted the silence ......door to the living room openned ..........A girl stood there with a bag on her shoulder and gave me a stare .......i looked at her and around searching for my friend to help with this new intruder........She looked at me with a question "Who are you".....I am Mr Einstein's friend i could mutter......She scanned me from top to bottom and left............I stood there wondering what next ...........There was a tap on my shoulder,hey man you ok?.......Come lets go !

With frequent visits to einstein's place ,i had invaded from the living room to his bedroom.One afternoon i sat there blabbering stuff ,when the lady came in ......i shut myself up and looked around .......she came up to me and said 'would you like to have some food?.....i just wondered why does she keep questioning me ?.......Will you? she poked again......Ah.....hmmm yeah sure ok no problem....yeah yeah!!! i said.Einstein was confused by my sudden silence .........She walked in with a plate ,Here !! she said .......yeah thank you !! .I looked at the plate .....it was mountain of rice,well mixed with sambhar.I looked up again with a puzzled look ......She looked straight in to my eyes - Do you want more ??..........Huh, was wondering is this for the two of us ,looked around to find einstein with his plate with handful of food,was this meant for me due to my physique or an impression of me a being a glutton. i dared not say no to her and accepted the plate.With great difficulty i pushed the excessive food down my throat and sat there with a sad look........She walked in back ,took the plate away .........turned around and said 'Are you not gonna wash your hands?......Huh....what???.......yeah yeah i will......Got up sheepishly....searching for the bathroom.......This way ! she pointed and left.

Encounter -2 ,Sat there listening to walkman ........She walked in and stood there leaning to the wall......i stood up in respect .......Hmm...it looked to me that i had just entered the danger zone......"So when do you study.......you are always upto something or other....what plans for future???......gazed at her for a moment "she looked to me as executioner sent by my dad who always had the same question for me.Hmm havent thought about it,will do something for a living...i replied..What about you - She cannot be the only one who can question me - male ego was at prominence,Hmm i dont like engineering ,i want to be a Movie Director !! she exclaimed.....Cool someone's talking different, i said.....really she said with a twinkle in her eyes............yeah ,tired of people telling me that they want to be Doctors ,engineers businessmen.........

Rest they say is history ..................

Why work early morning ;-)

I stretch my arms around ...yawn ,wipe away the tiredness of my eyes.........wonder why i have been asked to work early morning ........Then there is this sheepish looking nerd who looks at me as a potential misfit in the work environment,typing away stuff on this laptop.I screen the premises ,see a girl emote a mixed reactions as she works .....wondering she is chatting away with her current interest......she gives me a sheepish smile and reacts like " hey you are awake".Then i push my chair and creep out of my desk .........look for the ever awake,funny creature called "Boss"who i always wonder keeps an eye on my movement.....Aah he is not around .....i slowly walk through the corridor towards the coffee vending machine......lo and behold the monster pops out.....he exclaims "I was looking for you,BLAH BLAH BLAH,.........i look at him amazed at his childlike exuberance of having found me in office.One glance at the vending machine and lending him an ear,where he lists out the sequence of work loaded on me and then i said Aah.....what i am sorry i didnt get you sir?. Pay attention!!! he screams ,


refusing to let go of my morning coffee i buy some time from him,promising to catch up with him on the prevalent issues.


Just when you thought the vending machine is all yours,then there is this cute girl waiting......and you know boys never refuse a girl......A gentlemen like comment pops out "After you".....She gives you the ever confusing warm smile ...walks away with her cup.You watch her go ,wondering how she managed to draw all that make up on her face and all dressed up.Sheeeks my cup of woes filled up.......the hot coffee just spilled over .....girls can be such a distraction ;-)


You walk across the floor......scouting for your ever free and adjusting friend.There you see him grinning ear to ear talking to that same girl!.........You walk over ,just to make him aware that you are there.He looks at you like .....Not now man!!!.......Girl is very ecstatic "Can you that?......yeah yeah Anytime !!! claims your buddy.Moral of the conversation "boys will do anything for a girl"
You walk towards your desk and sink yourself in the seat,enjoying the drink,then the monster lands up again .Blah blah blah blah..........there goes the taste of the coffee in the drain........You drag yourself in to the conference room ,find that pretty looking girl there,just now the conference room got interesting and you are all ears to your boss "Shiraz you will working with her closely on this issue" This words never sounded so sweet and encouraging.
Aah mornings are so great ;-)