Life...

Hi friends,

This is after a long time I am writing. I have been deported from HYDERABAD to PUNE. ;) :P

In some ways, it is good, in some it is bad and for me it was necessary. But Pune changed my life a lot. First and foremost, I realized the importance of my friends. I miss them L and then this place taught me a lot in just 2 months.

Working in an IT industry is tough, it’s mean and it’s a struggle. Within 2 months I knew what it is that keeps you here. (which are definitely not positive traits)

These 2 months changed my opinion of various people; some friends, some not so good friends, some colleagues, some seniors J. Now I know what it takes to be here.

It’s a labyrinth. People are mostly NOT what they seem. They say different things and mean different. Here flattery counts more than work, number of hours spent in office counts more than the hours put for productive work. It’s a competition, a race, a plan to let others down.

It might seem to all of you that I hate this place but strangely I don’t. I like being here. I like to observe people, their reactions to different situations and their power to manipulate others. It’s omnipresent. Just open your senses and we can see different minds working differently.

Everyone here has problems. Married people has one set of problems and bachelors have another, guys have one set of problem and gals another. But in all of them one thing that is common is: nobody actually wants to be here. May be I am wrong on this but I still didn’t meet a single soul who actually wants to be here.

Most of the people are here because it’s the shortest way to earn money and possibly easiest also. Another people just went with the flow. After doing B.TECH there is very less option and nobody takes risk. I think I belong to the former category. But its weird and awesome too that such a big industry runs because of the people who were unwilling to join it in the first place.

This place is a museum filled with different type of people. Sustaining here is life itself and you get very little time to sit and think that where are we going? In which direction? But for me the biggest and the most pressing question is “What are we becoming”? Is it really what we want? And is it the way to live our life? And the answer which I get is something which I cant share. J

I wrote this post for all my friends who work here to stop and think for a while and find their own answers to this question. All the best. J J

मन की चाहत !!

मन, आखिर तू क्या चाहता है?

क्यों, तू इच्छाओ के सागर में बहता?

क्यों, दिल को व्याकुल कर देता?

क्यों, प्यार की खोज में तू,

दर दर है भटकता रहता?

मन, आखिर तू क्या है चाहता?

दिल के सागर में है बहती,

इच्छाओ की गहरी नदिया,

इस अंतहीन सागर का पानी,

आखिर में खारा ही होता|

समझ तू जीवन के इस रहस्य को,

यहाँ हर कोई अधूरा ही होता,

अकेले हँसता, अकेले रोता,

अरमानो के सपने बुनता|

पर जीवन फूलो की सेज नहीं,

कांटो का एक उपवन है ये,

जहा सीखने को है मिलता,

थोड़े में ही, हँसते रहना|

इसलिए मन, तू क्यों है रोता?

क्यों है चाहता? क्यों गम मनाता?

क्यों नहीं तू हँसता रहता?

और चैन की नींद सो जाता.....

Friend!!!!

I just wish, for a friend
In whom I can confide
With whom, I can share
my tears, fears and pride.

Who doesn't mock at me,
Who doesn't talk behind my back,
Who guides me and teaches me,
The unexplained fundas of life.

If I fall, she will support me
If I call, she will answer
If I cry. she'll be with me
And lend me, her strong shoulder.

There are times when I wish
just for a friend to be with me.
Is that much, to ask for?
In the past 23 years of my life.

Dying Hopes!!!!

There was a time, when I had HOPES!!,
HOPES!! that keep me going,
HOPES!! that make me smile,
HOPES!! that sparkle in my eyes.

I used to love,
I used to live,
I used to laugh and sing in joy,
And waiting for my future to come alive.

Slowly the time unfolded,
Slowly the future showed its face,
Slowly I begin to realize,
That I live in a different phase.

I was wrong to have HOPES!!
I was wrong to want something.
I was wrong in every decision.
I made in my short life.

I thought that life is one,
Enjoy and have some fun,
Be positive and look for good,
But now I nowhere stood.

I waited long for a golden era,
A place where love and smiles bloom,
But all I found was a place,
where your dreams go to doom.

I don't know what else to expect,
Whether to hope or be hopeless,
Its just a life I have to live,
And count my days for an end.

Gone with the WIND

Hey friends… After all the boring and sad poems I am back with an article. This article depicts the plight of all my friends of Hyderabad.

To continue with my story, as you know I live in outskirts of Hyderabad. One thing that strikes me most about this place is: WINDS.

Wind is the integral part of our lives here. Whether it’s hot or humid (sorry no cold) it’s always windy, in fact stormy.

Before coming to Hyderabad I enjoyed the winds but now the situation is different and all the girls of Hyderabad SEZ(Special Economic Zone LOLss) would agree. I sometimes think wind binds us all together.

When we go to office, we are in dilemma about what to save? Your suit, your hair, your bag or yourself? I am afraid about all my skinny friends, sometimes I think they will fly away. It may be a treat for guys but for gals ………ufff

Now in our food court there is a roof but sorry no walls. So winds all round and flies too. The funny part is chapattis flew away from our plate. So what more, this time you have to save your food also.

Wind makes the climate worse. Whether it’s hot or raining, u need an umbrella but no not here: Because you can’t hold one. They just get turned over and in rain it’s a good way of collecting water. So, sorry, no relief from the weather. Me and my friends were thinking of purchasing some clips to buckle up our suits. That’s the only way now. We even saw a girl who has stitched her suit. Poor us.

But the fact is we all enjoy this. We laugh at ourselves and we are happy with each other. This place may be bad for some and good for some, but one thing that can not be denied is, it taught us all a lot. We all are together here and according to my one of my friend:

हम सुन्दर और सुशील भारतीय नारी बन गए है, रिश्ता आसानी से हो जाएगा :P

When we came here, we were alone and unknown. But now we have friends and what more you can ask for. Someone to teach you, guide you, scold you, TEASE you, to be happy with you, to cry with you, to give you a helping hand, to irritate you, that is what we call FRIENDSHIP.

So to all my friends (especially of Hyderabad SEZ) a very happy friendship's day to all of you and thanks for being with me. :) :)

जीवन....

जिंदगी की गहराईयों में डूबते रहे

हर पल जीवन से लड़ते रहे

नदिया की धारा की तरह

हर किनारे से टकराते रहे 

भूल गए हम जीना

इस जीने की लड़ाई में

खो दिया अपना वजूद

जाने किस गहराई में

कोई सम्भाले, कोई ऊबारे

इन अंधेरो से, कोई तो बचाए

प्यार की मशाल लिए

कोई तो हमे रस्ता दिखाए

जिसकी खातिर जी सके

जिसके लिए, ना मरने का ग़म

ऐसा कोई तो आए

जो हमको जीना सिखलाए

तेरे लिए....

ये निगाहें हर पल एक ख्वाब सजाये

ये दिल उन ख्वाबो में अरमा जगाये

मन इठलाये, फिर दिल घबराये 

इन ख्वाबो के बिना, हम कहाँ जाए

कुछ ख्वाब सजाये थे दिल ने

जो धीरे धीरे झूट गए 

आँखों के आंसू भी

इन आँखों से अब रूठ गए

आँखों से होठो तक का रस्ता

मेरे जीवन की कहानी कह जाए

तू नहीं अब तेरा साया

मेरे ख्वाबो में लहराए 

याद तेरी दिल में है मेरे

आँखों में है कल का धुंआ

वक़्त नहीं समेट है सकता

हमारे प्यार का ये फलसफा...

Heart's Desire...

It was the happiest day of Diya’s life. Arjun proposed her and she readily accepted. She had been waiting for this day for so long. Arjun loved her more than his life and Diya felt the same. They enjoyed their time together, they knew each other, and they understood each other. Being with Arjun, gave Diya an assurance, a security, a trust she never felt before and Arjun found a new meaning of his life with Diya. She was his angel, his guide and his mentor too.

Tomorrow is her marriage and she still can’t keep Arjun out of her mind. Yes, she is not getting married to the only person she ever loved. Why??? The same old Indian story: CASTE. She is a Brahman and Arjun Punjabi.

They tried hard to convince their parents, gave them all possible explanations but they were just not ready. Diya’s parents knew that Arjun is a good guy, in good job, earning well but the problem is “he is not of our caste”.

I am not trying to tell a story here. It’s a situation which every one of you must have seen in your life and some must have gone through it. In some cases parents agree and in some cases children blackmail them but there is a group of people who just follow their parents wish. Either they think highly of their parents and don’t want to hurt them or they just lack the courage to fight.

Whatever be the case: I sometimes wonder WHY? Why parents oppose inter-caste marriage. Why don’t they just grow up and judge a person by his/her character and not caste. Why can’t they understand that happiness lies in love and not in caste? Why they don’t start accepting each other beliefs and customs? Why?

It’s right on their part to worry about their child but it’s wrong to force them to marry someone else. Marriage is a lifelong bond between two souls. If two people understand each other, if they love each other and can live together then why can’t they marry? Just because, they are of different caste? What a crap?

I think it’s time we should take stand and think about this. Marriages can bind India. In my view, inter-caste marriages will help people of different castes to come together and understand each other. They will learn to respect each other. It shouldn’t be a taboo but it should be a part of our life.

It is said that “you can’t change others but you can change yourself”. So it’s time that we expand our mentality and break this shackle of caste, so that our children could live a life free from this CASTE. 

My Life - Part 1

Hi to all the people who by luck (either good or bad) happen to visit my blog...

This is my first blog entry. I love writing but don't have enough experience. So let's try out....(on you)

I happen to be a software engineer. I won't say I don't enjoy this field but there is some pros and cons.. Basically the only pros in my case is I like my work (if I get any). So I am one of the very few who like their job. The cons are you just can't decide what you want. If you don't get any work then you are sad and frustrated  and irritated blah blah blah... Ironically if you have work then also you are all of the above. So it's a tough decision :)

Besides that, in IT world you learn a lot of things.. You learn to be manipulative, diplomatic, selfish, adulating, commenting... Oops that are all negative traits (I realized just now). But then also you get to learn a lot about life, about people. And that brings me to PEOPLE..

I daily met a variety of people. Some are my seniors and some colleagues (I dont have juniors yet :)). I like them all (No, I am not lying) but it's great fun observing them. All are so different, from different places, different habits, different likes and dislikes and in a nutshell it's fun to interact with them and hard to cope up with them (but I am doing good). I will try to include some interesting facts about them in my subsequent blogs. :)

I belong to North India and for the past 9 months I am living in  South India. Forget about the different countries, even India feels so different in South. Not that I don't like being here: I love visiting different places but even after so many months, it doesn't seem to be a part of India :)... Some things are common like natural beauty (esp of Mysore), traffic, heat (climatic condition) etc but rest like culture, food, LANGUAGE :( , so different. But again I like my life here :) (My lines reminds me of a famous speech by Mark Antony in Julius  Caesar)

The best part of this life is to earn and live your life with your money. I especially enjoy sending presents to my family, it's a great feeling when you realize that now it's your turn to do something for them. For the people who toiled their whole life for you. To cook, to do the laundry, to purchase stuff from market, to maintain your flat, all by yourself.. Things that I even can't imagine to do a year before. Ya, it's a bit boring and monotonous but sometime I just can't believe how my mom managed it and is managing for so many years..

Hmmm, I think it's time to stop writing.. (Have to go to office tomorrow). Hope you enjoyed a little part of my life.. See you all soon.. Until then keep reading..