Wednesday, September 22, 2010

TV9 - Easy to preach difficult to practice

Just couldn't stop myself from sharing this incident. TV9 which broadcasts the sting operation they conduct on exposing the Politicians, Governments and Con men, well that is the image they project.

This incident took place Yesterday where I had a tough time taming the Staff of TV9 at their Langford office, right opp to Hockey Stadium. Till date I always wondered, how does TV9 manages to juice up the news to broadcasts?? The recent incident just added fuel to my outbursts against TV9 and the hype they give to the news!

TV9 conveniently park their so called "Press" cabs opposite to their office which is meant for 2 Wheeler parking strictly. They park around 4-5 cabs in a line, without their owners/drivers within the vicinity! I do understand that it is common for all of us to do so once in a while, but there is an etiquette to be followed by addressing the grievance caused to the public by your company!

Probably TV9 does not understand the basic social etiquette. I waited for half an hour near their cabs hoping for their employee/driver to address my problem. It was their cab which was blocking my way to pull out my scooty form the parking lot. Finally when few of their employees were boarding one of the cabs, I politely asked them, Can I contact someone to remove this cab? He directed me to talk to the security.

I directly walked to him and said "Bhaiyya kisi ko bolaoge ye gaadi nikaalne ke liye, aise parking karenge tho kaise chalega" for which his ego was hurt and he bluntly replied "App aise baat nahi kar sakthe. Hume nahi patha". I asked the phone number of the office, the number which always was received and disconnected immediately! And when I gave the feedback on the number, the security lost his cool(God knows for what reason) and said "Aap ko jo karna hai, kar lijiye, hum kuch nahi lar sakthe". By which time I had started clicking the snaps of the vehicle and the office. In the meanwhile one of the Cab driver ran and moved the vehicle in the front and profusely asked me to drop the matter then & there.

The conclusion is, people respond to you only if you make a nuisance in the public. Cant a citizen be polite to get his/her work done? Is it not necessary that the corporate promotes its values among every level of hierarchy?Only so called Press can have Right to freedom and violate the Right to freedom of speech of common citizens? Why is it that we always have to take the Help of "Press" word to get attention to our grievances?

Until next time!

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Love Actually....

Its been a while since I started all over again on my prem kahani, however I still wish to pen it and publish the same some day. So all you guys who know will know the story below, memories are always cherished better when they are documented.

"Ek Ladki thi deewani se, ek ladke pe woh marthi thi", very filmi but every girl dreams of having a love which resembles Yash Chopra movies for sure. I too dreamt, day and night, comparing every guy in the school and judging his qualities against the mushy romantic bollywood heroes. I even had a number of crushes, for a sole reason that either their hairstyle/life style/dressing sense/bike/accent matched one of the heroes. For example, a guy in 7th had Akshay Kumar looks so he was flirt worthy(Not that I flirted with him!!), a guy in High School resembled Vivan Bhatia and another one he wore glasses which Hrithik wore in Kaho naa pyar hai! But above a best friend is someone who you always look out for, So I too had one during my school days, I idolised him during 5th and 6th. Slowly the adolescence takes over and you start evaluating every guy you come across. I was no different.

On Jun 10thy '99, My first day in High School. All set, excited and as usual for the lazy bum I was, I entered the Auditorium half an hour late!! I peeped inside hoping for the teachers to be empathetic and not throw me out the first day! My stupid boy cut hairstyle, unable to sort the tie(Which was compulsory :( ), I finally gained an entry with a sorry face. The usual divide and rule policy started with classes being divided according to Height and marks!(I still don't understand why do they do they that???)


New school, new friends, new faces..I had so much to look forward for. Everyday I got ready to School with great enthu. Then came the Talent Day, juniors demonstrating their talent for the approval of Seniors. My School had Junior Senior concept which probably exists predominantly during college. Allz well that ends well, I enjoyed my performance and the little repercussions and ragging with So-Called-Know-All Senior. Then entered a friend, who still remains to be special. Ms N, I will never forget how beautiful she was.(She still is, but not the same innocence). So she was my confider in school, gossipping, taunting and of course cycle mate!!

Among all the hassles of juggling between classes and cultural, there were Guys of course to discuss! The love birds among the seniors, their rumours, their breakups. Midst all this there were my rumours too. But I still waited for my Mr Perfect.

In 2000-01, I come across a guy, my classmate. I always referred to him as a guy who helps me with his watch during my exams. I always used to turn to him and ask, "how many mins left?", and he would just say the time and not utter a word. I realised he was my classmate only after a yr! He was one among them who bullied around the weaks and entertained himself and the class. He was know for his rude taunts(Tats what I and friend N perceived him!!) When I realised that he claimed to be in love with me, I presumed it to be another infatuation. But he was different, he never approached me, neither sang about it, but just ensured he was there where I am. Be it School Band/ Group. Too much of co-incidence. To top it he always got into these stupid fights with my best friend for a silliest reason possible. She hated him, I followed her.

Then one of our common Friend Mr A, persuaded me to talk to him. He praised his honesty. So there began my 1st conversation. On Aug 8th He approached me after the school with a friendship band in his hand and a cute pink wall hanging which said "Friendship is the sweetest joy of life". I liked him. He insisted on tying the band, i refused!. Next day I returned the band denying his friendship(Consequence of late night thinking). The next day I saw a rebellious guy who loathe being in my presence!! I will never forget the way he had slammed the door on my face!!

Few days later I saw the same guy helping an old man with his wheelchair on the road, i could picture him as a he man with his Trailblazer in one hand and the wheelchair in another hand :) I wanted to shout to him, tell him how much appreciated his act. Instead I just chose to follow him, I cant believe I stalked a guy!! Next day, I finally made an attempt to walk to him and apologise for what had been done. He was too sweet to be angry6 and instantly started sharing stories of his doggy! I realised he was not bad after all ;). Then started the typical moments of life, where you eagerly wait for reasons to cross each other, steal a glance in class, wait for the friends to leave so you have the time just for each other. He presented me with a unique gift, E-mail ID which said "Star_15", on being asked the reason he politely replied that he saw me as a Beautiful Star. Bowled!!! The Internet saga then continued where we sent each other long mails(At least each mail of 2000-3000 words) with all the animations possible!

There were times when we used to sit in the same cyber cafe chatting with each other on different comps!(Afraid of being caught) So the classes were meant to steal glances, after school the walk we used to talk for 2 kms while pushing our cycle up the hill. Evenings were meant to be spent at Cyber Cafe(No calls, no sms) So technically my 12 hrs were spent with this guy whom I referred to as "Friend". Being aware of his intentions when he wrote his mails by signing off "Yours & only yours", my every reply used to being with "You're not mine!" and end with "Just Friends" Amidst these developments there was my Friend S, who believed in preaching Philosophy to us. She always reminded me to be cautious and always advised to stay away from discussion which hurts one's emotions!

Gradually we moved out of School, my so called friendship with guy had grown to be a possessive relationship.As fate guided us to study in different colleges we ensured we could catch up with each in a common Tuition class. Initial days of college were meant to Hangout with Friends, exploring the city in which you grew up for 16yrs. One sudden day during my usual confession time with Ms A, I realised I had begin to get possessive about this guy's every act(Inc whom he spoke to and what he spoke). "A" just asked me a question "Why does it bother to you?. You are just his friend!" Next day I went to a phone booth, dialled his number and said "Promise me you will not question what I say in next few mins neither will you ask me to repeat it", he said "Yes, go ahead. What is it". With his friends in the background playing carom, i said "I love you". Voila! I never realised the effect of it until I said it. Why did I say it? Just becoz I was possessive? Just bcoz he went to a movie with a girl next to him who resembled a Skeleton?? The same day in the evening I wait for the Tuition class to get over so that I could hear his reply
(Yep, after I proposed I never waited for his reply on call!) We met near a playground where he handed me a red rose and said "I love you", the next moment he was gone with his Hero Puch. I stood there staring at the rose "Gosh! Was he blushing or am I imagining???" We celebrated with our first movie together "Saathiya" my first movie experience where we both dint know on How to hold hands!!! It is this movie which inspired me to be "Runaway Bride"(Which dint come through though!)


His love showed in his every action. I was the princess he was my prince charming. To prove that, he even went ahead and fought with my college guys. I still get the goosebumps thinking of the day where he bought his friends with the Hockey Stick, Bat and cycle chain. The moment he walked into my college meant for the Geeks & Nerds, I realised it was time to let parents involve. That when I spoke about this guy to my father, introducing his as the sole reason why my college was ready to part with me by giving me the TC. Dad loved his act!(My whole family is a little Filmy!)

The next two yrs was a period of Puppy love. Bunking classes, long rides on bike, sharing Ice-creams and chocolates, endless conversations. 22nd September, the day where I stood against my principles and allowed the the guy to sweep me off my feet! It was Magical! I realised what they meant when they said you see stars!! I saw them too :) We ate together, we studied together, I dint realise it was time to choose a career. I still feel alive, the way I used to get ready for a ride in his bike at 4:30 am! In fact we had a pact that everyday at 9:00 p.m we would come out of our house and watch this Orion constellation, it meant we were together although not physically but our souls yes!

 During graduation I took a firm stand that He was made for me! Later on introduced to the concept of mobile phones, late night chat, smses. Truly a gifted concept. For 2 years my parents never realised we were in the same college for Graduation(He studying BE and me stuck with BCA). When they realised, i pleaded them to have my cell phone. It was confiscated! Thousands of taunts, blame game, never ending questions. The more they questioned the more I wanted him! Finally my Dad agreed to meet him(Over a couple of pegs). They hit it off pretty well. Dad was impressed with his capacity to gulp down 6-7 pegs of Whiskey and still being Stable as a gentleman! This became a regular routine.


Time flied, I finished my graduation with a job in between. Took a PG so that I could buy time for him and a time pass for myself. Long distance relationship(150kms) was a refreshing experience. Meeting once a week, had to be satisfied with 4-5hrs meeting per week :(. Technology-Boon in disguise helped us to keep each other company via web cam(Purpose of laptop by college was Project, had not mentioned what type of project!).


The biggest Hurdle was to persuade self and him for an early marriage.(I spoke of wedding since the day I proposed him, we will do this we will do that, still he stood beside me) We had our ups and downs, but decided against the downs! After being together for so long, did the risk matter? Of course not, so here we took the step of introducing our parents!(Avoid it ppl!). We found differences after our parents met..Eye openers. Created an entire drama at the Hotel(Including walking out) to persuade them for wedding! Questions arise: Why? Why now? Why him??? Parents - Critic! More than our relationship, they had to whine about the etiquette of each other! All these did not matter when he bent on his knee and proposed me with a ring :) Love is worth the pain(Including the Headaches you get!!)

9 Months- period between the Ring ceremony and the wedding. Uff..hectic, tiring, and kills you! You realise in the journey of life, you lose some relations to gain new ones. I did too :(. But all I knew was, its worth it! In spite of knowing the person for years, I still developed a cold feet. I have even troubled my Friends at the wee hrs so that they could confirm my act and assure me I was right. Such is the nervousness during wedding!

Here I am with 10 years of relationship with a guy who stands by me as my Husband, the journey from being Friends to Life partners was enduring! I look forward for another 100 years and 6 lives with my love!.

Love is not an act, it is an experience to die for!

Cheers!

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Bon Voyage!!!

Well this post has nothing to do with Travelling..its just revisiting my "Young Age". It may sound ridiculous to say that I am OLD, but fact remains, at the age of 24 I certainly don't feel the same I used to when I was 16.

This post is dedicated to all my friends, enemies who made my life soooo memorable!!! More than the good times, its just the fun times I remember where I had annoyed someone or someone else had pi**** me off!! For instance I will never forget the day where I was bitching about a girl big time in the girls rest room and she had walked in and stood until I completed it, the other side of the story is that, I had apologised, in fact cried out of shame for my act!!! I will never repeat it.(Means I will never apologise for my acts..fact is fact)

There were times when I had my bestest Friend A to discuss the right Hunk to hang out with..Discussion Time we used to call them, the confessions of crush, confessions of sins..I miss them.The first crush, they way you look out for your crush during the assembly, school functions, sports day! Compare the life to all the romantic mushy movies and living a fairy tale world! I don't know how many of us will agree, but most of us what we are today are the consequences of what our Friends spoke yesterday. At least I agree to it. I have spent more time with Friends than with the family. So I am more influenced by them than the Religious, political, social values/views surrounding me!! The truth and dare games with a Coke bottle, just a way to dig out the secrets which you would have never dared to ask directly!

The gossipping during the lunch hrs discussing Who proposed Whom. We used to eagerly wait for the Valentines day to see the love birds of school and always wished that we get the Mr Right ASAP!!! However we all had our favorite couple in School, I used to adore a couple, but they broke up after school :(, but I will never forget the moment where I had an opportunity to click their snap in Annual day, I was smiling the entire day!The time spent with the most loving people of my life, where I went to them for every small decision I made including I always imagined my Mr Right will come on a white horse to pick me up..Lol..the fact remains that he came on a Black Hero Puch! The annual day function which I always saw as an escape from the boring History classes, which we called the Social Studies. I used to remember the war details using the technique of relating them to Bollywood, be it World War I and relating it to the war between Khans & Roshans! The school days will remain the favorite forever!Annual Day was the most exciting day for the year, the dressing room, the running around soul to get it right, nervousness, knot in the stomach before the speech, cheering the team. It was Hell of a day for everyone! It was more important to be on the Dias for any silly reason possible(To see the smile of parents when we are on the Dias, to see friends cheering us). What a day :)

 I am lucky I got to enjoy the college life thrice thru 12th, Degree and PG. Adolescence! Having a Boy Friend, going places, Bike Rides, First Date, First Love, First Kiss!! Most of the "First" things of life happen at this age. The best part was bunking classes..even if I just had to sit in a petty shop for a chai...anyday preferred over the lecture..all the bakwas movies I watched, including "Rab ne bana di jodi", "Jogi",  but of course there were some mind blowing movies which were made to watch with friends "Boys", "Chak De", loved the way we used to go in huge groups and the whistling, shouting :) Getting up and cracking head on what to wear at least for an Hr. Plan the day ahead in terms of Bunking class and what to do next, Movie? Or Chamundi Hills? Or GS Betta? Or Balmuri? Life at Mysore!

During my graduation in Bangalore, we were 4 of us (V2 S2), with our silliest comments and jokes, irritating the Northies with our slangs, goofing up during exams, joining Call centre for pocket money, last minute preparation for exams thru webcam. I miss them :(, more than that I miss meeting them...with our busy schedules in life these small moments are lost!

And now with the corporate life, I get up in the morning and only think of reasons I can quote to bunk office, "I am not feeling well", "My husband is not well", "My servant dint turn up", there are times when I actually quote that "I am not in mood for the office". But bunking office is not as cool as bunking classes, bcoz after bunking office I don't end loafing around the city, instead I end cleaning up my house, cooking and shouting at my pet and realise "Oh! I should have gone to office, at least I did not have to prepare coffee for myself and bitch about colleagues than cribbing about servant!".

Moving on with life, will miss all my friends who have become a victim of "Brain Drain", wishing them ALL THE BEST!!!

Last but not the least, thanks to Dr Chandana Shekar's blog on Nostalgia revisited which reminded me of the Lost Days!!

Cheers!!!