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Thursday, December 24, 2009

An Unforgetable Evening

It was the most memorable evening of my life, perhaps the best I have till date.


It is something I have always thought of being a part of. My eyes suddenly filled with joy when I saw a small advertisement in the newspaper('Bombay Times') about the concert of Padmabhushan Jagjit Singh Saheb in Vishnudas Bhave Natyagraheya-Vashi. I was en-thrilled at seeing the venue. Mumbai hosts numerous concerts of numerous people around the year but it was something different. It was in Vashi-a place where I resides. The venue also has a special significance in my life. When I joined Larsen & Toubro Infotech in 2007, it is this place where I had my induction function. It becomes the gateway for me of my transition from campus to company.

Although Jagjit Singh Ji was my favorite since childhood as I was amongst a few 'Taare Zamin Par' kinds who had a bechpan without comics and toys but I have grown up listening Jagjit Singh and Kavi Pradeep. An urge started within me when I first saw a video of Jagjit Singh Ji performing live at an esplanade in Singapore on television. That's when I decided to attend a concert of him if given a chance in life. Since the day I have landed in Mumbai, I tried many times to visit him in Worli but in vain. But this is the opportunity I decided not to let go.

Soon after seeing the ad, I shouted at my roomie to come out of the Poty and see what I have today. My roomei is well aware of my love for Jagjit Ji. It was done to buy the tickets on the very first day and attend the concert. We both got the tickets (although it was a little expensive but it was worth buying them) and all set to go.


It is the first instance in my 2 years of Mumbai life that I took more time to dress up compared to my roomie. It was my evening. The goosebumps are airlifting me. When we reached there, it was a pack house and I never expected that Vashi will have so many art lovers. This is a new learning for me that even this upcoming city has so many Ghazal lovers. The audience was all class and it was astonishing to be a part of them. Then comes the moment of the evening. My Lord arrives on the stage in a 'Satin Jogia Kurta'. He was looking so simple and calm. After making a salaam, he was straight on the bang. A true professional.

It was a lifetime experience listening him live. The musicians who came with him were perfectionists. Those who accompany him were a Sitarist, A flute player, An acoustic guitar player, An electronic guitar player, A dholak player and a tabla player. His sense of music was unmatchable, before they could start he knows what they'll play and how they'll play. It was a sheer epitome of perfection. His every word sung was as clear as a voice of an 18 year old. His singing is so pure and divine that it seems as if the God of singing has himself came down on earth. The audience was experiencing the aura he holds with himself. A 6 minute Ghazal was sung in 15 minutes with all the add-on possible. The fusion he creates and the Jugalbandi which his musicians plays can never be matched.

When he started 'Tera Chehra Hai Aaine Jaisa', the entire hall was echoed with clapings. When he sang 'Chitti na koi Sandes' the entire hall was in tears. When he sang 'Jhoom ke phir Rindon ne pila di' I was on an everlasting high. It is his charm and divinity that makes everyone to move like a puppet and change moods as per he switches between two Ghazals.

He sang for 3 hours and I have not dared to think anything else rather than being an immortal body and an everlasting soul. It feels as if I am so close to God and I'll not mind dying if he feels like taking my heart out. It was an experience which can not be contained into words. This evening will always be remembered till I am alive.

धुँआ उठा था दीवाने के जलते घर से सारी रात
लेकिन वो खामोश रहे दुनिया के डर से सारी रात.

रात यूँ जलते दिल पर तेरी यादों की बरसात हुई
जैसी एक प्यासे की चिता पर बरखा बरसे सारी रात.

लेकिन वो खामोश रहे दुनिया के डर से सारी रात.

सारी रात तो सपने देखे सुबह को ये महसूस हुआ
हमने अपना सर टकराया एक पत्थर से सारी रात

लेकिन वो खामोश रहे दुनिया के डर से सारी रात

Avatar-A movie by the God

Avatar-A Hollywood production and directed by non other than James Cameron- the GOD of film making industry. This movie is made for every genre and anyone can enjoy the 2154AD experience.

Alike anyone it makes me think how the writer can write such a story? What is his level of imagination? What is his level of intelligence? How can he visualize the faces of his characters? How he'll be able to create the world which is not known, to such the level of perfections? How he gets feeling of making less-humans the super-humans?

The answer to all my questions is the word GOD. When we heard of something unusual or beyond our ways, we say it is the creation of God. Similarly this movie is beyond our ways and is created by the GOD himself. It is created by 'THE JAMES CAMERON'. He is the God of film making.

It is not about the characters and technology. It is about the vision. It is about the limitless boundaries of our imagination. This is an epic which makes us see the future. The saga of 2154.

The director planned to create photo-realistic computer-generated characters by using motion-capture animation technology. Cameron's new virtual camera allows him to observe directly on a monitor how the actors' virtual counterparts interact with the movie's digital world in real time and adjust and direct the scenes just as if shooting live action; "It’s like a big, powerful game engine".

"If I want to fly through space, or change my perspective, I can. I can turn the whole scene into a living miniature and go through it on a 50 to 1 scale."; said the director. The future of weapon is AMP (Amplified Mobility Platform) suit.

Other technological innovations include "The Volume", a motion-capture stage six times larger than any previously used, and an improved method of capturing facial expressions, enabling full performance capture. To achieve the latter, actors wore individually made skull caps with a tiny camera attached, located in front of the actors' faces, which collects information about their facial expressions and eyes, which is then transmitted to the computers. According to Cameron, the method allows the filmmakers to transfer about 95% of the actors' performances to their digital counterparts. Besides a real-time virtual world, the team also experimented with a way of allowing the computer-generated characters to interact with real actors on a real, live-action set while shooting live action.

The movie depicts the very basic characteristics of humans. Its the greed and the love. And the third aspect is technology. It shows the human intelligence.

In the end its the victory of mother nature over human greed. Its the victory of love over war.

A salute to the GOD to teach the very basics but in an epic size movie.

Monday, December 7, 2009

Beautiful Proses from Ghazals and Poems

1) KHUDA MUJHE ITNI KHUDAI NA DE, KI MUJHE APNE SIWA KOI DIKHAI NA DE.
AUR MUJHE AISI JANNAT NA DE JAHAN SE MUJHE MADINA DIKHAI NA DE.

2) MAALIK TU RAHE AUR TERI RAZA RAHE.BAKI NA MAIN RAHU NA KOI ARZOO RAHE.

3) MAIN KHWAB KHWAB JISE DHUDTA PHIRA BARSON.......
WO ASHK ASHK MERI AANKH MEIN SAMAYA HAI........

4) KOI GESU KOI ANCHAL HAMEIN AWAZ NA DE.
AB KISI ANKH KA KAJAL HUMEIN AWAZ NA DE
HUM HAIN KHAMOSH TO KHAMOSH HI REHNE DO HUMEIN
KOI HULCHUL KOI AAHAT HUMEIN AWAZ NA DE
HUMNE TANHAI KO MEHBOOB BANA RAKHA HAI
RAKH KE DHER NE SHOLON KO DABA RAKHA HAI.....

5) KHAMKHA PEDONKA GUZARNA
KHAMAKHA RASTONKA CHALNA
KYA HAI YUHI KAHI GIRNA
GIRKE PHIRSE SAMBHALNA
KYA HAI DIL MEIN LAKHON SAWALON KA JALNA....
DIL KI MERE KHATA YE TO NAHI
KE MAINE BATAYA NA KABHI
KE TUNE SATAYA HAI MUJHE KITNA.....
TUMNE BHI TO DIKHAYA NA KABHI
YA PHIR SIKHAYA NA KABHI
KE PYAR JATATE HAI KAISE JANA....
GAWAH HAI YEH AASAMA GAWAH HAI HAWA
KISIKO NA CHAHA KABHI TUMHARE SIVA
KYUN HAI PHIR YE TANHAIYAN???
KAISI YE SAZA???

6) Heer amanat meri j hundi o na doli vich behndi,
o naal saheliyan de ral mil adiye na geet shagna de gondi!
hathin chuda shagnan da phann di te mehndi muul na londi,
manjur se o j mar jandi per mere ishq nu daag na loundi!!

7) ISHQ MEIN AGAR TUMHE WO MIL JAYE JISE TUM CHAHTE HO
TO SAMJHO KHUDA TUM PAR MEHERBAN HO GAYA,
AUR AGAR WO NA MILE TO SAMJHO KHUDA TUM PAR EK JAAN HO GAYA.......

8) ITNA AASAN NAHI LAHU RONA, DIL MEIN TAKAT JIGAR MEIN HAAL KAHAN
SER KHAPATA HU FIKR-E-DUNIA MEIN,MAIN KAHAN AUR YE BAWAL KAHAN

9) HUM TO SAMJHE THE UDNE PAR SUKUN HASIL HOGA
PAR IS AAKASH NE DIL TOD DIYA

10) YAHI WO JAGAH HAI JAHAN TUM THE JAHAN HUM THE
YAHI WO JAGAH HAI JAHAN TUM HO NA HUM HAI..
HO TUM BHI YAHAN PAR, PAR MUJH MEIN NAHIN HO...

11) YAAD HAI TERA WO GHAR MEIN AANA US SHAAM,
AUR MERA TUJHE CHAHNA DIL-E-MAJBOORAN US SHAAM....

12) Ye Peene wale bahut hi ajeeb hote hai,
Jahan se dur ye khud ke karib hote hai

13) Ye Inayatein gazab ki, ye bala ki mehrbani
Meri khairiyat bhi poochi, usne kisi aur ki zubani

14) Sadma to hai mujhe bhi ki tujhse juda hu main
Lekin ye sochta hu ki ab tera kya hu main

15) Nazar Nazar se mila kar Sharab peete hai
Hum unko pass bitha kar Sharab peete hai

16) Mere Saaqiyaa, Mere Saaqiyaa, Tujhe Mehrabaa, Tujhe Mehrabaa
Tu Pilaaye Ja, Tu Pilaaye Ja, Isi Chashm-e-Jaam ba Jaam se

17) AAJ BHI AANSOO CHALAK JAATE HAIN, IN AANKHON SE
JAB BHI HUM GUZARI HUI BAATEN, YAAD KARTE HAIN
HUMAARI MOHABBAT KA SILA MILE NA MILE
AB TAK HUM WAFA BEMISAAL KARTE HAIN`

18) Wo Sitamgar Hi Sahi Dekh Ke Usko 'Saabir'
Shukr Hai Is Dil - e - Beemar Ko Aaram To Hai
Tu Kahin Bhi Rahe Ser Par Tere Ilzaam To Hai
Tere Haathon Ki Lakiron Mein Mera Naam To Hai

19) Yaadan Tereyan Seene Naal La Ke
Zindagi Gujar Chad Ni
Tere Rava Wich Jind Nu Rula Ke
Zindagi Gujar Chad Ni

20) Zindagi, Main Bhi Musaafir Hoon teri Kashti Ka,
Tu Jahan Mujh Say Kahegi Main Utar Jaaoonga !

And the Best is:

Kabhi Aanso Chupa Chupa Ke Rooey,
Kabhi Dastan-E-Gum Suna Ke Rooey,

Raat Katti Hai Intezar-E-Yaar Main,
Hum Raat Bhar Taroon Ko Jaga Jaga Ke Rooey,

Phir Woh Na Aaye Raat Ka Wada Kar Ke,
Hum Tamaam Raat Shama Jala Jala Ke Rooey,

Aaj Raat Un ke Aaney Ki Umeed Thi Humain,
Woh Na Aaye Hum Ghar Ko Saja Saja Ke Rooey,

Suna Hai Dua Se Hoti Hai Muraad Dil Ki Poori,
Hum Sari Raat Haath Utha Utha Ke Rooey…!!!

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Incredible India - Through the eyes of a train journey


I am a frequent traveler of 'Indian Railways'. Though I sail mostly in 'Mumbai Local' and Delhi bound EMUs, my long route journey is between Delhi-Mumbai. It used to be the misconception that there is a change of genre in trains like 'Mumbai Rajdhani', 'Garib Rath' and 'Locals'. I even used to believe this a few years ago, but due to my frequent commuting and reading all the big named trains from inside I find it a false impression. The people remains the same, however there body language changes as they find a little more space in 'Rajdhanis' and 'Garib Raths'.

Scene I: EMU from Palwal to New Delhi.
This journey is always an eye-opener to me as it reminds me of the real land I belongs. The Mumbai Khumari I used to take away with me vanishes in this one hour long journey. Getting the ticket from the counter feels like winning a war, the very free type people waits for hours outside the window roaming but only make the queue 5mins prior to the schedule departure and feels proud creating havoc. The EMU seems to be soaked in 'Gutka Peeks' and the fermented smell of the iron makes your day. The one sitting near you starts the conversation by asking the time and then gradually takes it to next level by asking where are you going and then by the time you'll get down at NDLS, you'll realize that the fellow knows half your background and he is your 'Door Ka Chacha ya Mama'.

Scene II: New Delhi Station
Getting down at New Delhi and preparing yourself for the long journey after the EMU yatra is a tough exercise for the brain and body. Waiting at New Delhi station is again something which is worth writing, the entire preparation of the Commonwealth Games is witnessed by your eyes. Delhi platforms are super crowded and small rag-picker children taking drugs are a common sight. How a man stares rather 'scans' a passer by\stand alone female makes me feel-'thank god I am a boy'.

Scene III: Delhi to Mumbai in Mumbai Rajdhani
The real truth unveils now. It is supposed that these trains carry the most elite crowd and the entire journey is peaceful. However this myth of mine got burst when I first traveled in it and after that wonderful day its just another journey for me every time I commute between the two big metros of India. The train starts from NDLS and you'll definitely find one or two 'Bhaiyas' near your berth who have ample knowledge of Politics that they'll grasp the entire Boggie's attention b'cos of their blunt loud noise.

As the train passes through Haryana the famous conversation is about Land, Land Sharks, Uneducated farmers becoming rich overnight, Chautala etc. as the train crosses 'Kosi Kalan' there pattern changes and they describes food, kachauri, jalebi etc and then they unfolds there brilliant knowledge about share market.

Some quotes-" Cautala chota chor hai, Chidambram bada chor hai", "Sonia Gandhi ke Italy mein 5 star Hotels hai", "Ram singh Sarpanch kabhi majdoor hua karta tha", "Main aaj mehnat se yahan tak pahucha hu, mere padosi haram ki kamai se dukan chalate hai".

How ever, every time I feel like going to them and asking them to pls shut up as they knew nothing but mere 'Chaupal Gossips' about any subject. There will always be a 'Samaj Ke Thekedar' types in the train discussing the dress of teenage girls in the train and complaining about women flaunting their jewelery.
-"Aaj kal ki ladkiyon ko dekh lo, aisi kapte pehenti hai, fir kehti hai ki desh mein crime badh raha hai, inke maa baap kuch sikhate kyun nahi, meri ladkiyon ko dekho, bilkul sadgi se rehti hai"

An interesting aspects of the trains of this route is the 'Gujju' tourists who travels in huge numbers. They portray a true Indian image of joint family culture. I have come across many times when there are these Gujju families traveling to Matura\Delhi. They booked 30 tickets and all the family members enjoy Holidays. Dada-Dadi, Nana-Nani, Mummy Papa, Bua-Phoofa, Mama-Mani, Mausi-Mausa, Kaka-Kaki, and entire chunk of children from infants to toddlers to teenagers. They run around the entire train and when asked what are u doing? the common answer is-"Masti Karu Choo".

For the infants they carry hell lot of stuff like 'Palna', 'Jhoola', 'Bister', tricycle etc. Imagine a toddler on a tricycle inside the train. The b'ful picture above will explain how they en-grasp the entire space and feels like home. These ladies are tying the 'Jhoola' for their 3 months old baby. They never mind disturbing the adjacent passengers but wants their comfort.

During one of my trips I found that to my neighbor seats there were a foreigner and two Monks sharing berths with 2 'Bhaiya' type Indians. Firstly the entire compartment pays a visit to that seat just to see the fair lady. "Hai Ram! Kitni gori hai". She was dying for sleep but these two fellows did not stop talking and letting her open her berth till 11PM.

Scene IV: Mumbai to H Nizzamudin(NZM) in Bandra Garib Rath
My heartiest thanks to Lalu ji for running this train. Its always a sense of achievement when ever I got a confirm ticket of this train. In the festive seasons like Holi and Dewali, the trains gets a house full in the first half an hour of the date of opening. No complains about this train as in some cases its superior than Rajdhani's 3AC as it has Mobile chargers sockets for the side-lower seats as well.Cheers......
The staff in this train is awesome. Its full of Up-iets and Biharis, they give you a long stare once you enter. They treat the passengers as if they all are low class people traveling in cheap train. You'll find many of the good family IT industry people who works for India's big names but they all are treated same. I have seen the laundry guy enjoy 'Bagpiper Whiskey's Peg' with the ones who have WL tickets and offering them his small seat. The speciality of this train is people travel till Kota without ticket just by roaming around the compartments.

Scene V: Mumbai Local
Beware! Can anyone utter a word against Mumbai Locals. Well, the other side of this train is its capability to change people's conduct. I have noticed this very important aspect about these trains is that the only hulligons and law-offenders are Local Marathi boys. Everyone else remains alert, the Home Town 'Dadas' of UP, Bihar, Haryana and Rajasthan did not utter a word here and they portray a very decent behavior where as the local 'Chindies' of Mumbai Suburbs enjoy eve-teasing, theft etc.

On an all- trains are an integral part of India and one can find the true essence of India by traveling in them.


Disclaimer - The views are personal. The thoughts expressed are in lighter vein and if anybody takes it seriously, he is doing it at his own peril. The author will not be responsible for any of the malpractices or Disproportionate Assets slapped against any employee of the Indian Railway. This article is solely based upon first hand observations and lighter thoughts and the author has no intention to harm or temper the identity and image of any Person, Thing, Institution, Organization, National Asset, Society, Religion, Caste, Creed and Race.If the above article is related to any person or thing, it is purely coincidental.



Tuesday, November 3, 2009

हालत एक गरीब किसान की-कवि नरसिंह

A beautiful, soulful poem by the legendary poet of Haryana-Kavi Narsingh

कात्तिक बदी अमावस थी और दिन था खास दीवाळी का -

आंख्यां कै म्हां आंसू आ-गे घर देख्या जिब हाळी का ।


कितै बणैं थी खीर, कितै हलवे की खुशबू ऊठ रही -

हाळी की बहू एक कूण मैं खड़ी बाजरा कूट रही ।

हाळी नै ली खाट बिछा, वा पैत्यां कानी तैं टूट रही -

भर कै हुक्का बैठ गया वो, चिलम तळे तैं फूट रही ॥


चाकी धोरै जर लाग्या डंडूक पड़्या एक फाहळी का -

आंख्यां कै म्हां आंसू आ-गे घर देख्या जिब हाळी का ॥


सारे पड़ौसी बाळकां खातिर खील-खेलणे ल्यावैं थे -

दो बाळक बैठे हाळी के उनकी ओड़ लखावैं थे ।

बची रात की जळी खीचड़ी घोळ सीत मैं खावैं थे -

मगन हुए दो कुत्ते बैठे साहमी कान हलावैं थे ॥


एक बखोरा तीन कटोरे, काम नहीं था थाळी का -

आंख्यां कै म्हां आंसू आ-गे घर देख्या जिब हाळी का ॥


दोनूं बाळक खील-खेलणां का करकै विश्वास गये -

मां धोरै बिल पेश करया, वे ले-कै पूरी आस गये ।

मां बोली बाप के जी नै रोवो, जिसके जाए नास गए -

फिर माता की बाणी सुण वे झट बाबू कै पास गए ।


तुरत ऊठ-कै बाहर लिकड़ ग्या पति गौहाने आळी का -

आंख्यां कै मांह आंसू आ-गे घर देख्या जब हाळी का ॥


ऊठ उड़े तैं बणिये कै गया, बिन दामां सौदा ना थ्याया -

भूखी हालत देख जाट की, हुक्का तक बी ना प्याया !

देख चढी करड़ाई सिर पै, दुखिया का मन घबराया -

छोड गाम नै चल्या गया वो, फेर बाहवड़ कै ना आया ।


कहै नरसिंह थारा बाग उजड़-ग्या भेद चल्या ना माळी का ।

आंख्यां कै मांह आंसू आ-गे घर देख्या जब हाळी का ॥

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Mile Na Phool To...


मिले फूल तो काटों से दोस्ती कर ली

मिले फूल तो काटों से दोस्ती कर ली
इसी तरह से बसर हम ने ज़िन्दगी कर ली
मिले फूल

अब आगे जो भी हो अंजाम देखा जाएगा

अब आगे जो भी हो अंजाम देखा जाएगा
खुदा तराश लिया और बंदगी कर ली

मिले फूल तो काटों से दोस्ती कर ली

नज़र मिली भी थी और उन को देख लिया

नज़र मिली भी थी और उन को देख लिया
जुबान खुली भी थी और बात भी कर ली

वो जिन को प्यार है चांदी से इश्क सोने से
वो ही कहेंगे कभी
वो ही कहेंगे कभी हम ने ख़ुद खुशी कर ली

मिले फूल तो काटों से दोस्ती कर ली
इसी तरह से बसर
हम ने ज़िन्दगी कर ली

मिले फूल


Penned by Kaifi Azmi, this song from the 1968 movie Anokhi Raat goes much deeper than just being about lost love!

Rather than being sad I see this as an expression of rebellious, ‘will do no matter what’ attitude of the poet. Specially the line ‘khuda tarash liya’ which I very pitifully translate into – I sculpted my own god and I now pray to him only! Kaifi here is working on at least two levels that I can discern, the first being that man can create or man is his own god. The second level is a bit more complex/religious – Islam forbids praying to or in front of an idol and deems it a pagan practice, he thus implies I give a damn about your religion! :-)


Monday, September 14, 2009

Choosing a Direction



Choosing a Direction
We all are in the continuous process of finding the correct directions in life. Even before our birth, our parents were worried about our future. Since the day of our coming into existence, an infinite ocean of learning's stared engulfing us. Firstly it was a language of touch, Sign, Eyes. Then to words. A parrot training and then from Play schools to formal school education.

It was our parents who gave us the directions initially. A direction to School. A direction to the school bus. A direction to playing lawn. A direction to the food,clothes etc.

Then the teachers start directing us. Direction to class. Direction to the desk. Direction to the text on book. etc.

Then comes direction to the marks, direction to the highest marks(scored by someone else).

By this time we are so much direction-aliased that we ourselves start finding directions. Direction to the board exams. Direction to Science\Commerce\Arts. Then Direction to dream about IIT\CPMT. Direction to coaching classes.

Making fancies about the directional curves of newly grown up beauties. In this entire episode we tend to forget the direction of home and end up being directionless.

Direction towards college. Direction towards stream(ECE|CSE). Direction to semester exams. Direction to beer bottles.

After these glorious years of direction playing, its direction to worries. Direction to campus. Direction to job. Direction to earn.

After the passage of time we find ourselves fed up with the system and wants a change. Then we opt for the direction of job change.Direction of higher studies. Direction to CAT.

And in the process we chase all those directions which we have left a long back.
Direction of love.Direction of lost love.

Life is an endless journey of taking the right direction. No path is 100% fulfilling. We achieve something in bargain to giving something.

Its all up to us what we want to keep ourselves with, what all we want to leave in lieu to getting something else. A small regret remains always. Its just to keep moving.

As said by Martin Luther King-"If you can't fly, run. If you can't run, walk. If you can't walk, crawl, but by all means keep moving..."

These words are the essence of life. If we are educated we have to move. we have to choose our direction form endless paths ahead. And whatever we choose we'll get to the goal, the goal is the outcome of journey we travel.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Palwal Darshan

Palwal is a small district in Haryana with a big geographical importance. It is located at 60km from Delhi towards south,30Km from Faridabad,50 Km from Gurgaon,90 km from Mathura and it is entirely located on NH2,well connected via Road and Rail.

Here are some extracts from the region which will bring out true humor and make you laugh out loud.

" Bol Bansi Vale ki Jai....Deh Pola"- is the first sentence you'll hear if you dare try to talk to a Palwal local boy.. Due courtesy goes to its being nearer to the Brij Bhoomi(Mathura) and Lord Krishna is the deity the local people worship. Hence the name 'Bansi Wale' which is the synonym of Krishna.

Next if you travel in the EMU from Palwal to New Delhi, and if you dare ask for the seat. The reply would be: "Mamma, khado reh, banao toye TT"....

Every third person in Palwal is the relative of the Local sitting MLA. When ever a police man catches some one notorious, the first thing he utters is:"Ruk ja, chacha ae phone karan de" and the universal chacha is Hon'ble MLA saheb.

'Un' is the most common word they attach as a suffix with every other word. Ex:
Latta+un = Lattun
Kapada+un = Kapdun
Bartan+un = Bartanan
Hotel+un = Hotelun
Bus+un = Busun
etc...

Hindi 'Yeh' becomes 'Yako'
Hindi 'Veh' becomes 'Vako'

Patwari is known as the highest post ever acquired by the villager.

'Safari'-The car becomes 'Supari'.

Dowry becomes fashion and in the local caupal they brag:"Phoola ki bahoria, chore ke liye Sakoda, Dewar ke liye Pulsur aur Phoola ke khatir Tractor layi Se". (Now can you imagine the entire cost of marriage?)

I don't know becomes "Moa na patau". "Mahare college mein ek bahut maluk chori padhe hai"-(Come on,translate it in Hindi....)

An Eighth class boy writes I love you for a girl in blood....(Where did he get this info from.)

The town is full of Beauty Parlors, Hair Cutting Salons, Public Schools, Computer Centers and Nursing Homes.

Famous Names of Beauty Parlors: She, Vina, Pearl, Kusum, and the people represent them as She Wali, Vina Wali, Pearl Wali etc.

Famous Names of Hair Cutting Salons: Sitara, Paris, Chandani, Chaman etc.
All the Hair cutting salons have there small kids working, as soon as you enter he'll say "saheb bahut phunsi ho rahi hai,bleech kar du". Come on....have a chill...


There are a lot of movie talkies and they all are registered warehouses of 'X' rated films...You'll find the common posters of them hanging everywhere....
Some of them are:
1) Jungle ki Hasina,
2) Shadi Basanti ki, Honeymoon Gabbar Ka
3) Katil Jawani
4) Padoson Ke Jawle
etc.

"Sexy Taxi Mili sadak Pe, Pata Mila Na Basti Ka,
Sari Raat Haath Na Aayi, Utar Gaya Maza Masti Ka
"

The School names are also fascinating.
They write DPS for Dharam Public School. G Convent for Geeta Convent (Hindi Angreji Sangam). MVN for Madav Vidyalaya.

DPS,G D Goenka...all big name schools have come up...
Their fees : 1 lack admission fee and 3000 per month for a nursery class kid. Even there is a waiting list for the same.
A scene at the school:
School Receptionist(to the old man who have came to get his grandchild admitted): "Sir, Pls fill this form, in order to get your child admitted"
(and she handed over the 2 page form)
Tau(to the lady):"Arree Madam, yo form hi bharna aata to main teri jagah na hota, nue bata pise kitne dene hai"

Every child of the household is now studying Engineering. Getting admitted to BA is a crime. BCA is a hot favorite amongst girls.
(the one who scores 33% in SSC board is a dude in Engineering college with Tere Naam style hairs swinging over the forhead)

Till the Year 2007 there were no technical college in the town. Today it has 15 Engineering colleges.4 Management colleges and 2 Dental colleges coming up. Imaging the pace of work.
The names are: Satya Collge of Engg., Mohan Sharma College of Engg., Ramajunam College of Engg., etc.(even i am planning to register a college name on my name.....isn't it look cool).

My personal conversation with an Engineer of Palwal.
Me:"Yaar, tune ECE kyun liya, CSE aaj kal hot hai."
He:"Yaar, Jo baap ne bola wo le liya, mujhe bada pata hai"
Me:"Kyun, Enterence nahi diya tha kya"
He:"Pagal hai kya, Director baap ka chela hai"
Me:"BE ke baad naukari karega kya"
He:"Uska bhi jugad baap karwa dega"

(Good luck to all the IITians.....Palwal Engineers are coming)...

Scene at the Computer Center:
Name of the Institution - Skyhigh Computer Education
Tutor's Qualification - 10th from Bhiwani Board,
English Speaking course from Dadi Ahiyala English Speaking center,Palwal

All the male candidates come to see Madam ji speaking English(Khata khat...Fata Fat)

If a girl speaks with a boy, then she becomes 'Cheli' of Him. Eventually he becomes 'Shaligram' for the other boys.

This is the area where markets names are Camp and Sheher. (I still wonder why?)

This is the area where owing a Mobile shop means 'Apna Business hai Mobile ka'.....Tin Tin Tidying....
A shop keeper in Camp owes a Ladies Glossary shop and he is an Engineer from Hissar. (Good work dude.....the future is here)

Marriages are only meant to be held at the biggest open banquet hall even though the guests list are 250.

The household names are Chauhan,Dalal,Dagar,Baisla.

A Rohil Bal styled jeans which is peculiarly cut at knee's is termed as 'Fate Hue Latta'

If a girl is standing at the Palwal Bus stand alone, two guys will come from nowhere and ask "Kahan ku jayegi Madam".

The Maxi cab running between Palwal Sohna and Palwal Bahhabgarh will say they are going Gurgoan and Faridabad and eventually put you at Sohna and Ballabhgarh. If asked they'll say:"Aaj permit no hai saheb".

The one liner written on the back of Tata 407 is "Ya to nue ie Chaalegi".All the maxi cabs have the permit to pack them with 15 passengers-the symetry is Front Row: 4+1(Driver), Middle Row: 5 and 6 people at the back(diggy), often the diggy have a small moodha to accommodate a child. The best part is they have a tape recorder which plays thunder songs like "Hat Ja tau pachche ne","Patla Duppatta tera muh deekhe" etc.

Some of the Haryanavi Classics like: Dhakad Chora, Badla Jat ka, Haryanavi Sholey, Chaudhary ki mooch etc.

Palwal district court has over 2000 advocates and it very much looks like a Home Guard Akhada with people wearing Black Gowns.(Palwal wale called it as Kala Choga). Its due courtesy goes to nearby Mathura and Agra Colleges.If you are worth nothing, you can be a lawyer in Palwal court. These people don't know how to write an application but they are all big time advocates.

'Love Marriage' is still a taboo and if someone does the same,it becomes the talk of the town overnight. The so called 'Samaj Ke Thekedar' calls it a sin till the time they find that there son\daughter has eloped with the inter caste girl\boy.(This makes me give a sheepish smile as at these testing times there principles take a U turn.)

At the Annual Trade Fair held at Pragati Maidan Delhi-A sign board reads-"Kutton aur Palwal walo se savdhan".

Going a little ahead-the signature word is 'Andy'. 'Ghana Andy kona pakke' (Can somebody guess what does it mean?)

'Totta' in Delhi becomes 'Gandashe' in Haryana.

It is the land of hulligons and law offenders.

This drastic change in behavior comes from the selling of agriculture land at huge prices. 1 acre goes from 1 crore to 3 crores. Scorpio is a car which is a tractor for them.They load Bersum(fodder) into it. The people are out of their own and don't know where to spend such an amount.

Happy Visiting Palwal......


Disclaimer - The views are personal. The thoughts expressed are in lighter vein and if anybody takes it seriously, he is doing it at his own peril. The author will not be responsible for any of the ill feelings you develop about the place and any legal action taken. If the data used belongs to any body, then it is purely coincidental and the author's intention is not to hurt any body and harm the authenticity of the place.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

यदि वाणी भी मिल जाए दर्पण को

A masterpiece by Shri Gopal Das Neeraj Ji.

सुन्दरता ख़ुद से ही शरमा जाए
यदि वाणी भी मिल जाए दर्पण को !

खुबसूरत है हर फूल मगर उसका
कब मोल चुका पाया है सब मधुबन ?
जब प्रेम समर्पण देता है अपना
सौन्दर्य तभी करता है निज दर्शन,
अर्पण है सृजन और रुपान्तर भी,
पर अन्तर-योग बिना है नश्वर भी,
सच कहता हूँ हर मूरत बोल उठे
दो अश्रु हृदय दे दे यदि पाहन को !

सुन्दरता ख़ुद से ही शरमा जाए
यदि वाणी भी मिल जाए दर्पण को।
सौ बार भरी गगरी बादल ने
प्यासी पुतली यह किन्तु रही प्यासी,
साँसों ने जाने कैसा शाप दिया
बन गई देह हर मरघट की दासी

दुख ही दुख है जग में सब ओर कहीं,
लेकिन सुख का यह कहना झूठ नहीं,
सब की सब सृष्टि खिलौना बन जाए
यदि नज़र उमर की लगे बचपन को !’

सुन्दरता ख़ुद से ही शरमा जाए
यदि वाणी मिल जाए दर्पण को !

रुक पाई अपनी हँसी कलियों से
दुनिया ने लूट इसी से ली बगिया
इस कारण कालिख मुख पर मली गई
बदशक्ल रात पर मरने लगा दिया,

तुम उसे गालियाँ दो, कुछ बात नहीं
लेकिन शायद तुमको यह ज्ञात नहीं,
आदमी देवता ही होता जग में
भावुकता अगर मिलती यौवन को !

सुन्दरता ख़ुद से ही शरमा जाए !
यदि वाणी भी मिल जाए दर्पण को !

है धूल बहुत नाचीज़ मगर मिटकर
दे गई रूप अनगिन प्रतिमाओं को,
पहरेदारी में किसी घोंसले की
तिनके ने रक्खा क़ैद हवाओं को,

निर्धन दुर्बल है, सबका नौकर है
और धन हर मठ-मन्दिर का ईश्वर है
लेकिन मुश्किलें बहुत कम हो जाएँ
यदि कंचन कहे ग़रीब रजकण को !

सुन्दरता ख़ुद से ही शरमा जाए
यदि वाणी भी मिल जाए दर्पण को !

चन्दन की छाँव रहे विषधर लेकिन
मर पाया ज़हर उनके बोलों का,
पर पिया पिया का राग पपीहे को
सिखला गया वियोग बादलों को,

चाहे सागर को कंगन पहनाओ-
चाहे नदियों की चूनर सिलवाओ,
उतरेगा स्वर्ग तभी इस धरती पर
जब प्रेम लिखेगा ख़त परिवर्तन को !

सुन्दरता ख़ुद से ही शरमा जाए
यदि वाणी भी मिल जाए दर्पण को !

Monday, August 17, 2009

Camouflage of feelings

We all have come across some special people in our lives to whom we have developed some special relationship and bonding. Although we had that extra punch of feelings for them at a moment of time, we pretend as if its nothing. The same has been seen with the ones who are no more a part of our lives i.e the broken relationships or Ex.
To these people with whom we don't have any 'SPECIAL' bondage now, we pretend as if we don't care, but interestingly we remain concerned still about how there life functions and what do they do.
If asked about them we used to get away with the topic or ignore as if we don't know what is being talked about...

Here are some interesting true stories of the people I know - Their deeds and excuses.

Episode 1:
There is this boy in my college who is a tomboy kinda person and his persona became so polished by some divine powers for the period of 4 years that during his tenure in the college he had a crush in every year and luckily every girl knew about his past affairs but still wishes to be in his company.
(I knew him a little close), he was kind of a boy who had no affairs till he passed his SSE. But as soon as he stepped into college, his stars changed and he got a girl in mere 6 days.
The time passes and they break off-reason some cruel fights between the two and second reason is far too romanticized. He stepped into second year and a new batch arrives. This time he has a jackpot, As said-"A Bird in hand is better then two in bush", he got all three...
(see how the topic unfolds)
When he was having his time with the new ones he still remains interested in her presence\absence in the class, how many marks she got. Who does she come with in the college. Her behavior with him etc. The unique way in which he asks about her well being is LOLs.

Then due to some lack of experience and fed up, things messed up and his a,b,c got to know that he is copy pasting the same lines to all of them.

The irony of the matter remains same and next year, a girl had a crush on him.(Ab dil nahi toodna chahiye kisika). Tan Tada Tai......

Now when they break up, how do they manage....
Scene 1: Being a senior, he peeks into her class and got to know, is she present?
Scene 2: Get late to the mess for breakfast and check her clothes colour and wear the same coloured shirt. (Arree yaar its a coincidence.)
Scene 3: If a boy of her class manages to get the advantage of the situation, Raat ko daru pee ke uski class lena .....yaar wo sirf meri hai
Scene 4: Full information about her from her classmates.
Scene 5: Manages to get the neighboring seat in the Cab while going home.
Scene 6: Sing sad songs-Ab tere bin Jee Lenge Hum types when ever she comes across.( Pathetic).
Scene 7: Unshaven look.
Scene 8: He likes if some one teases him with her name, but pretends for not doing it. Aayeeeee haiii
Scene 8: Daaroo pee ke confession karna ki - she is not of my type(arree bhai then why is this shoor sharaba).

Its now 2 years that they have barely spoken a word and seen each other.
He still manages to peek into her orkut profile.(I don't understand why the hell he does so). Although he is unable to see any pic or scrap-He still finds her well being.
He pastes her name on his profile in his own peculiar way.
He finds her name in the recent visitor list...(ab bhi nahi sudhrenge)
He still finds a friend request from a fake profile of hers.
She asks about him from his friends.

Episode 2:
A story of a couple (Both of them are my friends)

They are not together now, but used to be sometimes ago. They both seldom have a conversation over phone.

Now he has someone else in his life and she has some one else.

Extract of the conversation:

B: Hi...
G: Hi...Badi lambi umar hai tumhari,main abhi tumhe hi yaad kar rahi thi...
B: Achcha...lo fir maine phone kar liya.Ise kehte hai......(Pause)
G: Kya..
B: Kuch nahi (wants to say Dil ka connection)...
G: Bolo Na
B: chalo chodo, ab in baaton ka kya faida....aur batao, How's ur Mr....(name undisclosed)
G: Agar tumhe ye hi baatein karni hai to main phone rakhun kya, Mujhse uski baatein mat kiya karo....

(See the Camouflage of feelings)

B: Ok aur batao how are you,how's life?
G: Theek hai,main abhi khali baithe baithe poorane dino ko hi yaar kar rahi thi,kitna mast the na.....ab to rona aa jata hai kabhi kabhi...
B: Yaar sach mein tum bahut achchi thi...(Mauke pe Chouka)
G: Rehne do tum, tabhi to kadr nahi ki meri....
B: Maine ya tumne....
G: Tumne....
B: tumne, main to ab bhi....(pause)
G: Kya ab bhi...
B: Kuch nahi, chodo.... Chalo baad mein baat karta hu....
G: Ok....Waise ek baat kahu....(wanted to say i still feel the same for you)
B: Bolo
G: Chalo chodo,fir kabhi..bye...
(tooooooooooo tooooooooooo tooooooo)

What did you get from it......Pls answer

Oh God Pls help them.....

Episode 3:
Here is an interesting story I came across sometimes back. There is a boy in his early 20s. He was in love with a girl he find during a road journey(towards Delhi)..Sounds like a movie story but its true... They both get in love(as they say) and wanted to marry....(I wonder the same in my every journey and wants it to happens to me some day...he he)

Now her parents turns orthodox all of a sudden and they find a boy for her and she gets married to someone else.. They both compromised and parted ways....(See how things changed overnight)

Sali, dhookha de gayi.....(A uniform answer)..

Still he manages to find her well being by some means(undisclosed)..

(I still wonder why?)

If you are still interested please say it loud Man. Why the hell you want it to hide.

(what will he get by doing so?.......can somebody pls explain me)


The stories are endless.....
I'll come up with them as and when I'll find time again....Till then you can enjoy the Camouflage character we all have.


Disclaimer - The views are personal. The thoughts expressed are in lighter vein and if anybody takes it seriously, he is doing it at his own peril. The author will not be responsible for any of the harrasment cases or Disproportionate Assets slapped against any one if he credulously believes what is recommended in the article as gospel truth.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Inside IT

I'll take you a little back in 2007,

(The senario is from a remote college where the campus placements are not common and students have to manage the jobs by themselves )

It was the time when we were about to complete our BE and were filled with enthusiasm. We had the fire in our belly. All we used to fancy was to join the leading MNCs of India. Infosys, TCS, L&T Infotech, Satyam, Tech Mahindra, HCL, IBM were the top names we knew. Although we were from ECE, IT was the first choice. It was the time when we used to mug up those pioneer books by R S Agrawal and Shakuntala Devi. The C programs and their outputs used to be lingo.

The pet communication example:

Varun (to Virender): Yaar, pls give me the notes of Mobile.

Virender : (no Answer)

Varun(again): Yaar Virender, pls give me the notes of Mobile.

Virender : (still ananswered)

Varun: Virender, for(i=0;i=100;i++)
{
pls give me the notes of Mobile.
}

Then we were all done with our BE exams and waiting for a campus call despirately.

Finally the D day arrives: It was a call for the joining exam in a leading IT company. We have to travel to the remotest location of Rajasthan where the campus placements were organised.

We thought that there will be around 500 applicants as most of the other college friends were placed by now. But as we arrived in the karmabhoomi there were about 4000 students flooded to get themselves registered, it was a scene which can clearly portray the concequencies of the mashroom growth of Engineering colleges.
I wonder why can't some government education officer visit a place like this.

The selection procedure was divided into three rounds:
1)Written Exam sub divided into
a) Quants
b) Apti
c) English

2)GD

3)Interview sub divided into
a)HR
b)Technical

It seems as if they want to filter the real genious and the selected aspirants will work for the mission to mars.
(I am saying this b'cos the job they'll all do is no where close to the selection criterion)

The wriiten exam was done and 3000 were shown the way to door. The GD became a session of parliament where English was the secondary language used and that too was too jumbled that understanding it was another screning criterion.

Now only the 650 were allowed for interview. The technical part consists of all the things except IT. HR was as if the HR manager is himself interested in something else and he's taking out his frustration.

Finally the results were announced and my name was not called in the selected 250, ironically my name was there in the list of selected candidates which was pasted on the notice board half an hour later.

I was so thrilled and consider myself a blessed soul.

The joining date has been fixed and we all were called to Mumbai. It was as if we have done our part for the welfare of the family and now we are the top 1% of the crowd. The orkut account was edited and the company logos were pasted, communities were created. The tagline says the name of the company, and everyone was into fancy making and shopping.

The planning was to save about 50% of the salary and in 2 years we will be Santro wale. It was day dreaming all around. We were called for the 3 days session in the state college and unusual stuff was poured over us, it was a classroom session of 12 hours and alien C\C++\RDBMS\DBMS etc. was forced to study. There were students from ECE,Mechanical,BT,EC&I,Electrical and it was pain for all. We thought that we'll be doing some great work and will be responsible for a large complex task. The company anthem was played and all feel proud to have joined the organization.

Finally truck loads of books were given and test schedule were imposed upon us and all of us are asked to come to Mumbai.

Now we are in Mumbai as if we are in The New York of India. There were people from around the corners of India and the labour accomodation is provided to the engineers. Some truth began to reveal. The classes were formed with people of distinct background and everyone has to pass atleast 16 exams in 60 days with 60% aggregate. The new word learned was ATKT.

It was a little of learning and a lot of cursing. It seems as if the tutor is insane about the students' potential and is only interested in meeting the syllabus deadlines. This gives a clear picture of what happens inside the industry. Many students were failed in meeting the exam cutoff and they were out of the business. After 90 days of regirous training the posting list is out and all of us have been allocated different BUs and offices. All were now full of energy and charm to work in the live projects and go onsites.

Now, the time changes-a twist in the story, a new concept is introduced which is called, on bench. Some new words are also coined for the same, buffer resource, shadow resource, internal projects, ilabs, test people etc. Now comes the truth, all who were trained on DOTNET,JAVA,C++,RDBMS,MAINFRAME,ABAP etc are never given the project of there
Discipline.

The excuses given are:
a) Projects are in pipeline(Iraq pipeline...that is too long to complete),
b) You should be multitasking.
c) Search for freewares.
d) Whats new in the technology.
e) Read more


The onsite opportunity is a camouflage. The project managers seek interest in exploiting you. The are not at all keen on the wellfare of the resources.

Rescission is a very fine excuse which fits in as the answer for any complain. You ask for something the answer is rescission. Till then the employees are asked to sit on bench, do nothing substantial. All they want is their employees should only be theirs forever. What the employees do is gulp liters of free coffee and a chain of forwarded mails. Now as the time passess,its been a year and many of us got confirmed. The annual increment us not done.The reason is-rescission.

The internal system is so sound proof that if you dare knock your manager's door,he'll guide you to SM, the SM to DM, DM to BU Head, BU Head to HR, HR knocks you. Now after 15 months of successful benching, we tend to give up...

We all find ourselves as a victim of the movie Damini
"Mili Bhi to bus bench,bench pe bench,bench pe bench,
Aur ab to main bhi ho gaya hu ek bench"

At last its not only me or we, it is the case of the entire batch of 900 students selected with me. Not only in my company, but every other company I find my friends in. The senario is same.

After all this what I learnt is, do hi cheezo mein paisa hai-:
"Ya to Design mein ya Resign mein"


Disclaimer - The views are personal. The thoughts expressed are in lighter vein and if anybody takes it seriously, he is doing it at his own peril. The author will not be responsible for any of the mispractices or Disproportionate Assets slapped against any employee if he credulously believes what is recommended in the article as gospel truth.