The stranger in my life...

Along the paved adventurous road of life
Walking were i and my soul all alone,
Though on the way there was happiness and strive
In the midst, my heart could call no one its own.

Like in the miraculous world of fairy land,
A stranger tip toed into my way;
It felt as if an angel had moved his magical wand
And the whole world was dancing on a rhythmic sway.

He bought along with him , his treasure and trove,
Which were filled with unconditional love and care;
Also were his enchanting tales of before
Which on sounding familiar my own stories i shared.

Calm and soothing like the first droplets of rain,
The presence of this now familiar stranger felt;
He took away my every traces of pain
And made the guarding walls of my heart melt.

This stranger made me feel over the sun,
With whom i felt so happy and carefree
My lonely heart had finally found someone,
Who knew one day this stranger would mean my life to me.

LEGAL....

Its been days since i have put up a new post..........was just experiencing the newness of a new phase in my life.............well the newness of it has withered so now i get back to my first love"Writing"......

Exactly three months ago i took up my "second" preferred career option, LAW to be more precise corporate law of course the first was to do a PhD in genetics.............but that dint particularly work out coz of its(by that i mean the field) lack of development in INDIA................n m not too sure of settling abroad(after being to the US i some how dint like how life functions there).............so i flowed in the direction of the legal arena ......of course it wasn't an easy decision coz coming from a family of hardcore engineers and i myself being a science student this inclination of mine faced quite a few criticism from very closed ones to distant relatives.................who obviously were bothered about how much would i earn , some even looked down upon me,some also did question my intellectual capacity......................but what the heck as if i care at the end its my life i have to lead it and its better to do something one enjoys doing then something you are forced to do............i mean dude the rest of my life i just cant regret my major career decision...............and after all its not a famous career option that makes you successful its entirely your luck n hard work which does its work......well not blabbering too much now i would just like to express my heartfelt views about some of the cases.......now i being a would be lawyer its quite expected of me to be well versed about the recent happenings...............not that's its a chore i quite enjoy getting updated about the current news.

At present there is a rising trend of celebrities coming under the legal eye,and not to forget the media which instead of covering other important issues is more concerned about what a certain"sanjay dutt" was wearing or eating after being sentenced to 6 years of rigorous imprisonment,or what was "salman khan's" fathers reaction after he wasn't allowed to meet him when he was held guilty for the 1998 black buck poaching case.....no wonder why the legal system of our country is going down the ditches...............i mean allowing a criminal who posses deadly weapons like AK-56 which are weapons of mass destruction out on a temporary bail just doesnt makes sense...........he may be a famous celebrity or may be doing numerous "pooja-paaths" but that doesn't make his crime lesser or doesn't return the many lost lives of the 1993 bomb blast.At the same time i am pretty amused by the sheer irony of our legal system.............when a certain aliastair periera has been sentenced to 3 yrs of imprisionment for just ramming down upon few sleeping Innocent bodies ,by saying this by no way am i empathising with him...........but comparing the severity of his crime with that of sanjay dutt's its quite weired that he will be serving his jail term while the latter is moving Scott free in various celebrity parties with his "manyata" in tow.....(would like to add here that these are my personal views and cant help it if some one's opinion differs from mine ) ..............it has always been like this in our system and it will continue to remain so................you must be wondering that if i am cribbing so much why did i even take up this profession but after all there is no harm in just spreading some teeny meeny awareness with a hope that may be just may be it might make some small difference some where.

Gazing at the evening sky.......

Gazing at the evening sky with a tinge of fuchsia pink,
My lonely heart skips a beat whenever of you it thinks..
Your mischievous gleaming eyes look like the shining pebbles under the moon light sky,
Looking into them i never realise how the running time flies.
If i could i would make the entire world go dark,
So that your eyes could be the only thing that created a spark.

Your soothing smile feels like falling drops of silken dew,
Hearing you chuckle makes the world around a place so happy and new.
That lingering touch,your caressing hold with you by my side,
Feels like the first showers of immaculate rain wetting the pristine blue tide.

The rhythm of our conversation and the way your addictive talks flow.....
Matches the feeling one gets looking at the charming night's glow,
It is because of you my love everything feels so blissful and bright;
Your presence in my life is just like spring between the rainy nights.

A SONNET.....

A shattered dream,
Few drops of tears;
When everything is snatched;
What is the need to fear.

The death of hopes and the burial of faith,
When the entry to bliss seems a faraway gate.
The unexpected dark side of life comes up,
When you don't have the strength and the courage to sum up;

When the wound of circumstances just doesn't heal,
Any emotions around , you just can not feel.
Sympathies and hopes flow in excess for you,
Though quite evident that most of them are untrue.

Its like falling down a bottomless never ending pit;
When you just don't know the out come in it.

That thing called "LOVE"........

This strong emotion which touches our life in so many different ways,
What is this love after all which makes your entire self sway??

The few fleeting moments shared amongst the one in a crowded place,
Makes the heart beat a little faster whenever next we see that special face;

The new born infant,just out of its mothers womb and covered in silken robe and satin bands,
Manages to stop crying only when placed in the warmth of its mother's hands...

In the long run of life when we are so busy trying to accomplish our aspirations;
Who says those silent prayers around us so that we can always achieve our good thoughts and ambitions?

There are many days when we see ourselves and the whole world stand on opposite sides,
But even during those testing times we have our closest pals to confide....

When the tumbler of happiness looks too small in front of the pitcher of sorrow,
The creator above , helps us to wait for the new dawn of tomorrow;

That thing called love which only can be felt and never can it be explained,
It is this strong emotion which keeps us going that just cannot be refrained.

The brand equity quiz-2007

The brand equity quiz -07 presented by IDEA and covered by THE ECONOMIC TIMES was an evening full of intellect to remember.It was due to an impulsive decision taken by me to join my sister (an investment banker in the making)that i was here for the first time.Otherwise a college student like me ,having nothing to do with finance and marketing wouldn't have fitted in there.Its was a business quiz quite unlike our general knowledge quizes testing our IQ's.The participants who had devoted decades of their lives to the finance and marketing sector gave in quite a good competition. The open aired venue being the turf club near the mahalakshmi race course suited the quiz perfectly.
There were two semi finals ,consisting of four teams each which were short listed from 139 teams nation wide,And the wining two teams from each of the semi finals made it into the grand finale.TCS (CALCUTTA) ,BHILAI STEEL PLANT ,SAVOIR FAIRE(GOA) and DEUTSCHE BANK(MUMBAI) were the strong contenders who made it . DEREK O'BREIN did his usual brilliant job as a quizzer and his stint as james bond with money and penny in tow added to the brilliance.And the lively ASH CHANDLER with his humour and melodious voice mesmerised the already enthusiastic audience .Not to forget the exuberant performance put up by the finalists which showed their perfection in their trade.The quiz ended with a cut throat competition between SAVOIR FAIRE andDEUTSCHE BANK in which the latter emerged victorious.And the winners Mr.SUDIPTO ROY and Mr. RAJIV RAI added a ford ikon each n 1O.47 lakh rupees to their already flooded bank balance.The many tricky questions framed by the quizzer maestro himself n the sheer excellence of the participants who answered them made the evening a great learning experience .And the active participation of the audience made the quiz a great success.

In quest for 'nirvana'.....

The saffron turban covered his bald head
It was his wish that he was here, leaving behind the family threads;
He had the experience of a good life in his stride...
But in search of the true essence he left it all with pride;

The mystifying Himalayas always enchanted him;
He was startled by the pure Ganges always flowing to the brim,
His journey had just began that he knew;
Also knowing that this experience is possessed only by few,

In this quest for nirvana he had come across the unknown facets of life;
Which money could have never bought him even if he would have strived,
The satisfaction of being close to nature and hear birds sing their songs of glory;
He always thought these things existed only in dreams and stories.


The simple living may not charm everyone;
But the peace that follows can be matched by none;
Man has after all evolved from the soil,
And sooner or latter he has to merge with it completing life's toil.

Kaaveri....

The tiny river has to merge with the mighty ocean.Period.
The silent moon was the only spectator to the tears over flooding her eyes.She being a charmer it was very unlike her to be so,as her name her charisma too matched the depth of the beryl river Kaaveri...,she was born with the wand of luck in her hand and had always got what she wanted from life.

And finally today the moment had come for which(well according to her)she was born;finally the moment where joys would know no bounds;finally the moment where happiness would be all around;finally the moment had come ,but....this moment dint belong to her.While the head honcho for the international firm where she had been an expected and fair competent was being selected,she was being given company by just the silent moon.
Her watery eyes gazed at the starlit night;the time when her passion had crossed all limits and the love for her now 'ex' had reached its pinnacle,that night too was as enchanting as today's night and it was due to that glorious night that she was now a single mother to a little bundle of joy......and that too in an altogether different country far away from her true identity coz her prim n propah image in the society couldn't bear a child without a fathers name attached to it....she took a look at her baby sleeping in bliss;and this sight made her roll back those tears.

Though she knew she dint deserve to be left all alone or be neglected when she had people looking up to her with awe before this phase,but it was her conscious decision,just as the beryl river decides which path to choose before merging with the ocean,she too had chosen her path...But whatever it may be the river after all looses its identity to the mighty ocean.

Bits n Pieces

....staring blankly at the colourful painting.......... the hidden meaning behind it.........."logic"al thinking n the math involved..............complications in "life".............biology does the trick......... half awake while writing this post...............lack of zzzzzzzzzz.........the chemistry of grey matter........ITELIGENCE QUOITIENT........"physic"al fatigue..........lack of literature in here.................. 5 days to go.............feeling all f***ked up.......

Some thoughts from the darker days...

I see myself looking at the glass window with a layer of dust covering it,
Is it the way i perceive things or are the really the stains??

I see the acquaintances obtaining success the wrong way,
Is it that i don't have the capability to achieve that;
or is it i don't want to be satisfied from such gains??

I see myself sitting in a dark room waiting for a ray of light to come in;
Is it that i am too lazy too make an effort?
or is it because i don't have the strength to bring about a change??

I see myself standing under the grey blue sky,
And feel wet by drops of water;
Is it due to the tears rolling down my eyes
or is it really the rains??

I see myself surrounded by loved ones and friends,
but still am all silent in their company,
Is it my general nature to be so?
or is it really the inner pain??

I see my self to have lost to many a battles,
But still want to be part of some more,
Is it because i am used to such failures,
or is it that i want to be victorious because life is after all a game??

The Omnipresent

The dew drops had covered the entire picturesque valley,
The day light was breaking in from the horizon slowly and steadily,
What is it that makes all thes things as beautiful as they are??
who is it that keeps human humble even if they have all the power;

Who gives rythm to the heartbeats of the foetus in the womb,
What induces peace to the body lying peacefully in their tombes,
Sorrows are created by him to appreciate when joys flow,
It is he alone who teaches everyone where to go slow;

Does the almighty require any more difinition??
its only GOD ,who doesnt mind when duing happiness he is not mentioned
Its matter of ones inividual's faith,
Wether to belive or not in destiny and fate.....


It is not at all difficult to find him around you,
He can be seen in whatever good jobs you do,
Agreed he gives you your shares of testing hours
But it is his way of showing that you have the will power,

Its all about having faith on him,
Because the omnipresent alone can embrace you with all your sins

MY FIRST BLUE NUMBER:

It is the twilight night of shimmering spring,
Some where in the distance the bright lavenders grow,
The pace of the silvery lake ebbs and slows
The maddening moonlight feels like heaven at this hour,
Babby its only you who is so far....

Rember the first time we met,by the seaside;
The moment felt so miraculous and life was like one joy ride,
The glint in your eyes n the sparkle on ur face,
Truely matched the blue wintery sky's haze
The time that we spent below the chestnut tree,
Hands in hands and arms in arms,
Was like any toddlers facial charms.....

But now the distances have grown and you are so faraway
It makes me wonder that why is there happiness if we have to face dismay??
The stars in the night are adding an enigmatic glow,
But babby life without you is going so slow....

When will the time come when everything will be allright as before?
So that like the first time we can go back to the sea shore,
Near my window sill a sweet cockoo sings,
It is the twilight night of shimmering spring.

Review:TUESDAYS WITH MORRIE

An amazing non fictional book written by MITCH ALBOM ,which puts light on the various aspects of life right from relationships,feelings to death.this book also enhances the beautiful student- professor relationship through MORRIE an ailing professor who teaches MITCH the true meaning of life at the end of his own life.somewhere in this book one will encounter ones own dilemma in life through MITCH's questions and get their solution through MORRIE's answers.the essence of the book being the line"you have to understand life to live life".go for this book if you have a philosophical streak in you.even if u r not those kinds this book makes an intresting reading material.

Bling!!Bling!!

"I am a material girl in this material world......."Listening to this song of MADDONA which was on full blast in my i-pod i was trying to divert my mind from the 2 "sophisticated"ladies fighting in the first class compartment of the early morning Churchgate local.My college being in south bombay & local trains being the life line of AMCHI MUMBAI & many people travelling in them (including me) these heated verbal exchange of frustrated mumbaikars is a normal thingie.
well sometimes these petty conflicts are quite entertaining too,and many times the 45 mins that my train journey takes just flies away listening to these "ENGLISH" arguments by which these ladies try to show their vocab. superiority.
Its been almost a year since i have taken admission in my townie college KISCHINCHAND CHELLARAM in churchgate.and it feels great to be in one of the most coveted places by your own hard earned marks.well here are a plethora of things which me & my many suburbite friends saw in KC,the first thing which you see when you enter the premises is, anaemic girls wearing low waists with bonded hair with only 2-3 books in their hands , struting their stuffs no doubt they look like barbie dolls but looking at them you wonder how many times do they eat in a year?And the garcons dressed in branded casuals showing off their latest gizmos.
and the most common thing heard here is"BRAGS BRAGS & more BRAGS"eg: "u know my hair stylist takes f***ing 800 bucks for just a bloody trim","that foolish peon was shouting at me & that too in hindi"[these stuffs told so loudly as if somebody is interested].the next thing seen is the groupism i.e townies vs suburbites, the easy way to land in a townie crowd is the ICSE tag or the moolah factor & yeah u can form ur own third groupif u r smart ,intelligent n a little diffrent from suburbites.me n my friends landed in this third group n started this new journey of college life its only after being there n doing that ,we realised that the main strategy used by people here is to bluff sky high,eg:buy clothes n accesories from local markets but bluff that u picked it up from diffrent designer boutiqes all over the world,or u are goin to HAYYAT (not mentioning that only for desserts),n all this things done so smartly that u tend to believe them eventhough u have seen that same "cute little bag" carried by that girlie in the next lane flea market.it is then u realise that u are far better in various aspects then them without bothering for the world to know abt it.
and yeah these people r human beings after all,they too get their share of insecurities,those bad hair n pimple days n they fart too if they eat too much.its the same old town culture be one of them or dont bother them its all about the craze of being noticed in ur adoloscence.its all about bling bling.

The journey called LIFE.

Its been long since i have written anything in my blog,but u see in my rather dull life nothing inspirational happens every day.so i decided to descend a step & write down about the simple things in life which do not make much of a difference but without them life would be different.

In todays"mecha" world we tend to ignore the small pleasures that come our ways ,be it the moonlit night we expirience with our loved ones,the sense of satisfaction that we get when we clear our paper when we knew we were goina flunk,the euphoria which we get after having a cup of icecream after a cranky day or the feeling which comes when a strong breeze brushes past our face while hanging from the local train & preparing for another boring day.these petty things are nothing when seen in a broader aspect but the pleasure that we obtain in that split second is undefinable.afterall"LIFE IS NOT MEASURED BY THE NUMBER OF BREATHS WE TAKE,IT IS MEASURED BY THE MOMENTS THAT TAKE OU BREATH AWAY".

Its seen that MANY people underestimate themselves &grumble that everything goes wrong only in their lives &only they are worst amongst the LOT.this doesnt change for me either ,even i sometimes question god that the world would still remain a better place without me so why did he even bother to make me?but in my ligter moments i thinkthat may be i have come to make some differencein this world in my own little ways.
NOBODY EVER REMMEMBERS HOW WELL YOU PLAYED SO ALWAYS PLAY TO WIN.there are some people who do not belong to the MANY.Here goes the story of young NADIRA(THE SO CALLED BABY ELEPHANT IN HIGH SCHOOL) & FIROZE(THE HIGH SCHOOL SMART ASS).NADIRA &FIROZE met each other for the first timein a private tuition when she was in her 8th grade & he in his 10th.there was some attraction between them in the begining ,but firoze named this friendship & nadira wondered what was it?you know u r in love when the thought of not having that person for the rest of your life kills you.soon nadira knew what it was.but her XL size dint favour her &firoze thought about her nothing more than a friend & joined in when people poked fun at her.soon tuitions got over & they went their separate ways,but nadira was in love & when she had given her heart she had given the whole of it.and due to her strong will power & determination she transformed into a swan & compelled firoze to notice her.and the good news is after all these years they are getting married this JULY 06. and with this short thought i woul like to wind up my post

' CELEBRATE YOURSELF CAUSE EACH DAY IS A SPECIAL DAY-
A DAY FOR THINKING BACK,
A DAY FOR LOOKING AHEAD....
AND SOMEWHERE BETWEEN OLD MEMORIES AND NEW HOPES LIES A SPECIAL MOMENT-
A MOMENT FOR BEING GLAD THAT YOU ARE YOU......
AFTER ALL YOU ARE THE REASON WHY EACH DAY IS A SPECIAL DAY.'

Love.Com

Sitting in a posh townside restaurant MEERA looked into her mirror that she always carried in her vanity bag,the kholed eyes ,the shiny skin &the hazelnut coloured hair just looked perfect but the imperfection beyond her derma was irritating her.she looked outside the window to cath a glimpse of the setting sun it was so beautiful,"if only my life could be so sereen"she wondered, after six years of laison & four years of marriage the only thing SHYAM could offer her was"NO TIME".In the begening everything was so lovey dovey & good (as usual).But after all these years the SHYAM-MEERA lovestory could be best described by a bottle of crystal clear champagne which opens with a big spurt & slowly subsides.They met in their college & one thing led to another & finally they were married.
Ambitious & workoholic as SHYAM was,he never had much time for anything except work.It was managable by Meera in the begining but those unkempt promises & failed dinners took its toll over her .Afterall no amount of girl friends & well wishers can fill in the space of a loving partner.But after all this depressing mode MEERA is finally goin to have her promised dinner with........AAKAASH.
She & AAKAASH became familiar by chatting on the net & after one year of chating they both realised that they were lonely & had finally found a FRIEND.MEERA was amazed at how AAKAASH could understand her so well(once upon a time as SHYAM did). She never included SHYAM in their convo &nor did he include the third person even if there was some one. Though the chat world is totally superficial she some how belived him.And after one year ,they were finally meeting today in this plush restaurant.
Shifting her gaze from the setting sun she looked at her watch There was still 20 minutes for the dinner to begin,But she did feel guilty about this deep down her heart ."what will shyam think if he ever finds out?"she wondered .But she quitened her conscience by blaming SHYAM for all this.She started thinking about AAKAASH,soon he would come in his blue pinstripped shirt as mentioned and soon she would meet her savior of those lonely times.
she did see some guy with a blue shirt enter the restaurant .And he did come at the promised time & finally when he reached the table MEERA was shocked to see that her pin stripped hero was..........................SHYAM.

PEOPLE & PROBLEMS

BEFORE I START WRITING THIS BLOG I WOULD LIKE TO THANK MY MOM & MY FRIENDS FROM WHOM I COULD DRAW THE INSPIRATION TO WRITE. AND ALSO MY SISTER WHO CONTINIOUSLY COAXED ME TO WRITE SOMETHING.THANKS MAN U PEOPLE SIMPLY ROCK.


People around us influence our lives in good or bad ways .and life in general has its own ups & downs.though it is said that life is a mixture of happiness & sorrows but what happens when the level of sorrows exceeds the level of happinness?PROBLEMS they arise(and people like me get to write blogs)well jokes apart.

THINGS HARD TO UNERSTAND OR DEALWITH is the simple definition for PROBLEM according to the OXFORD.

But u see life is not as simple as that.I have seen people face problems to its hilt and that is why i would like to write about them,after all sorrow gets divided only when you share.

The first prson i would like to mention is my MOTHER{Dr ANJU BHUI}.
When u see the"Dr" tag u must be wondering what must be bothering this woman so much but only when u see her life closely will u realise what is she going through.
Coming from a rich and influential buissiness family in Orissa ANJU would have never imagined that after having a good and secure childhood destiny would mock at her at age 35 i e when she lost her husband Mr.Arunkumar Bhui(DAD I REALLY MISS U), AND bringing up two girl kids aged 9&5 then and that to in a place like bombay wasnt an easy job. when paternal relatives turn their backs at u hard becomes harder.
Let anyone say anything its always seen when u laugh the world laughs with u & when u weep u weep alone.
But this lady had her priorities clear & nothing was more imporant to her than bringing her two kids in a good manner.thanks to her education(its not for nothing that they say educate the female species, hey grandpa i am thankful to u too) that she was sucessful in her goal.there were obstruction in the begining ,you know the indian society it never allows a single woman to progress without anyones help be it even the 21st century.but atleast this time destiny was with her & so was GOD and she succeeded in her goal.and today her daughters are20&16 (and not that bad humanbeings).
hey mom though i cannot express it i really salute you for what ever you did for us.Really woman it requires a lot of courage to go through all this singly because afterall courage isnt having the strength to go on it is going on when you dont have the strength.A well written life is almost as rare as a well spent one.

So here is the second contender of my blog BHOOMI {MEANING:THE BEAUTIFUL EARTH}if only her life could be that beautiful.you really start hateing life when ur childhood starts with a bad note.and at 16 everyday going through problems&new problems is worse than worst.having a drunkard and good for nothing father at home who phisically abuses his wife & daughter after getting drunk is like a nightmare during the day.And at the same time trying to cope with study & townside peer pressure is really a tough job.but BHOOMI u r really doing an awesome job.keep it up dude..coz our greatest glory is not in never falling ,but in rising every time we fall.&i am 100%sure GOD has very good plans for you in the future.& always rember 1 thing

'when darkness is seen every whereand it is dificult to see a ray of light dont give up hope but keep on trying and everything will be soon allright'

well these are very less problems mentioned as compared to people in the world after all problem be it intense or small is a problem after all.& its gravity can never be explained through writing.but we never stop living or loving LIFE with the hope that these problems will end & happiness will finally come to us.