Shit happens (*with due respect)

hehehe...and then this came my way......

no disrespect to the feelings and the effort behind this song. I loved it actually!
But then... immediately i turned realistic and realized all these dont hold much sense in my life. Been through it...hehe!! more of a vicious circle for me now !


Its better turn my attention to twitter!! :D

humney socha

humney socha hum hi tanhaa the yahan
humney socha dard sirf hum hi ko hai yahan,
fir ek din unka gum jaana, thoda hassey, 
fir yahi maana, shayad har koi akela hai yahan


humney socha saathi ban jaayen unkey
thoda saath nibhaaye unka,
shayad kam ho jaaye
thoda dard humaara thoda unka


lekin aisa bhi kuch ho na saka
khaamosh wo bhi rahe aur hum bhi
shayad nazron ne bhi kuch gum hakla na kiya
fir socha, rehne do janney do


shayad har koi akela hai yahan

kut kut

Mere gaaon ke ek ped ki 
ek daal pe ek gilheri rehti hai,
jisko meri behna, badey pyaar se 
kut kut raani kehti hai,


Roz subah saveere jaatey school
wo usko mungfali ke daaney deti hai,
jab chaoo se wo unko khaati aur kutarti hai
wo cheez mujhko sabse zyaada tasalli deti hai,


Gilheri hai natkhat to hogi hi
kabhi ek daal to kabhi dooji,
inhi ke beech fudakti rehti hai
mere gaaon ke ek ped ki 
ek daal pe ek gilheri rehti hai


Choti hai natkhat bhi
par parishram khoob karti hai,
lagta hai swabhimaani bhi hai
isiliye, daaney na do to khushi khushi
doojey ped jaakey apna pet bharti hai,


Hamari tarah do dost iski bhi hain
shayad unkey saath hi rehti hai,
wo bhi kam shaitaan nahi,
jo khurafaat issey akele na ho
usmey iska poora saath detin hain,


Darta hoon paas jaaney mein
jab bhi ye athkheli karti hai,
kahin darr na jaaye, kahin sehem na jaaye
bas paas rahe yahi tamanna meri rehti hai,


Mere gaaon ke Ek ped ki 
Ek daal pe Ek gilheri rehti hai

Image Courtesy : Kartik Jasti
(http://www.flickr.com/photos/kartikjasti/6482756301/)

PS: for one of my better friend! :-)

बौछार

मैं कुछ कुछ भूलता जाता हूँ अब तुझको
तेरा चेहरा भी धुन्द्लाने लगा है अब तखैयुल में

बदलने लग गया है अब वोह सुबह शाम का मामूल
जिसमे तुझसे मिलने का भी एक मामूल शामिल था

तेरे ख़त आते रहते थे 
तो मुझको याद रहते थे तेरे आवाज़ के सुर भी

तेरे आवाज़ को कागज़ पे रखके 
मैंने चाह था के पिन करलूं 

वोह जैसे तितलियों के पर लगा लेता है कोई अपनी एल्बम में

तेरा "बे" को दवाके बात करना
"वाह" पे होठों का छल्ला गोल होके घूम जाता था

बहुत दिन हो गए देखा नहीं
न ख़त मिला कोई
बहुत दिन हो गए
सच्ची...तेरी आवाज़ की बौछार में भीगा नहीं हूँ मैं

मैं कुछ कुछ भूलता जाता हूँ अब तुझको तेरा   

चेहरा भी धुन्द्लाने लगा है अब ताखायुल में

बदलने लग गया है अब वोह सुबह शाम का मामूल 

जिसमे तुझसे मिलने का भी एक मामूल शामिल था 

I donno why I'am posting this! truly no reason behind ! just loved the piece of poetry and probably that's why its here. 

मामूल  - Routine
तखैयुल  - Visualise

Poet : Gulzar
Story : Lovedale
Movie : Dus Kahaniyaan

banegi apni baat !!! :))

we are Indian 'men'.......this statement itself sums-up for a whole lot of things!!

Just for the sake of my convenience from now on i'll call this highly abundant specie as "x-men".

So here we go....... | have you ever wondered how the x-men survived so many ages in such harsh & exhausting conditions of India? The mantra was simple...they are a thinking specie, every moment they think, they think hard, they think day-in & day-out, they think at home & at office, they think in park, in movie, train or flight whenever they are not talking they are thinking. They think really hard, because they only think bout the three letter word that end in an "x".

You cant blame them actually !! Our per capita income compliments our sex ratio. That's adding insult to injury for you. Abb kya karega bechara gareeb x-man.......as they say "you can stop a man but not his thought process"! Wahi karta rehta hai ye.....thinking n thinking n thinking !! :))

This doesn't pose a threat until he is in India, but the problem arises when the x-man migrate to some firang(foreign) country. Away from home, girlfriend, wife, kaam-waali, office-waali, saamney-waali, dost ki girl friend etc etc.

A total miss match we see in such situations....to be frank i'm also experiencing the same. Currently in some scandinavian country me and my gang has seen the world turning upside down. Well......I dont intend to discuss the rightness or the wrongness(or whatever you call it) of what we x-men think & want when we step out of India, but only the hilarious moments that come while we go for the so-called "hunting drives".

Every member of my group whether a baccha-buddha-aur-jawaan is looking to get some hands-on experience here. Well....I'll keep my intentions undisclosed, but more or less I'm kinda uninterested in all this stuff. The x-men have tried every trick in their bag, tried to extract info from each and every person who starts talking with them, drooled over course colleague, receptionists, cafeteria attendants and bar tenders, went to pubs, discotheques and what not.

On most occasions the tries were hilariously unsuccessful and of course some time even more embarrassing. I remember how a local indian restaurant owner with indian origin was approached, after initial denial he gave them cell no of a local s**t. I remember how she was contacted and how the bargaining in Indian style was done.....only to end the campaign with a bag full of abuses. Some even tried to utilize the weekend, went to pub uselessly danced there waited for some miracle and then came empty handed.

Well I think.....I can consume lot of space in describing each and every details but that will not be ethical, more importantly not feasible grammatically. Kuch bhi ho chick miley ya na miley I'am enjoying this trip a lot. And I guess that should be the motive.....rest will follow !!

den norske erfaring : dag 2

the day 2 belonged to super hard coffee, vintage australian red wine, campus life, wi-fi, skate boards and cabbage with mayonnaise !

this days was probably the first day after april '07 when i experienced the true campus life. here i'm not counting my time spent at the lil boring iit roorkee campus!

the day started with bus pickup for NTNU, it was not more than a 15 min ride across the Nidelva river. calling the views as utterly serene would be an understatement. Okay....when we arrived at the campus Prof. Oye welcomed and took us to the zone where our lectures would take place. few formalities were completed there.

the lecture started on time, the first few hours were quite interesting as anticipated. but with passing time my concentration shifted to other interesting species around us....i mean the chicks !! :))) I think the conductors of this course knew the nature of the topic, that's why 2 coffee sessions were arranged in between. I tell you those were not just "coffee sessions" rather "super duper strong coffee session". and the day ended with a small get together where we had the legendary "vintage oz red wine".

And of course the day ended at Jadab restaurant!

Lot of things i've skipped there...only because its 7 in the morning in I NEED TO RUSH NOW !!   

den norske erfaring : dag 1

so finally i can smell the norwegian air!! and it smells faaaaarr better than my new deo!

touch down was around 10:30 am local time and the landing was nothing less than a hollywood gimmick. mr captain took more than 10 mins to get a clear passage through the runway, and when he succeeded i was equally amused by the locale of the tarmac. just where the runway started, it preceded by a huge lake ! as the chota KLM plane approached the runway it was not clear whether we are about to land on land or in water !!! alas....my wild imaginations soon took a back seat as we safely landed on the "land of midnight sun" much to my delight! :)

searching commuting was much easier than searching exchange counters, as expected! Trodheim city is roughly 30kms from the airport. we took a bus from airport thanx to few locals! this 30 min journey was one of my most picturesque journey, our bus zapped through tunnels, danced around the sharp turns and cruised along the smooth highway..........it was just awesome!! apart from this the passenger next to me multiplied my delights....she was a brunet probably of sub-continental origin, wearing pink top with black pajamas, few bags and back packs she was carrying and had long eye lashes! I'm still missing the both the girl and the journey!

hotel formalities were little confusing and frustrating but ultimately all of us got, what we deserved ! then search for the most valuable thing after sex i.e food started. In this case as well we didnt struggled too much. all of us felt awesome to get an Indian restaurant in an alien place, where we were still trying to get adjust. But the "jadhab restaurant" seemed more like an arabian night lounge than an ethnic Indian reasturant to me. The food was unexpectedly good and even good was the hospitality of the "hoshiyarpuriya" owner and two of his goons - one kashmiri and other persian.

 after all food and **** hunting, it was time for a stroll down the lane. all of us were too tired to walk more than a mile around the hotel. even in this short radius trondheim offered quite a few serene pictures.

the official schedule starts tomorrow...lets see what this place has to offer!

this concludes the day 1 !