Fanatic Shopping

Shopping is one of the best pass time... Pass money... Meet friends... Make friends… have fun… thing. I use it occasionally as my mood boost up activity.

Study suggests that shopping brings you out of depression, and this is true for both men and women!! I didn’t go for any shopping from past few months, except for grocery shopping. Reason being, I had no one to go along with and I hate going alone. And so I passed few week-ends alone watching all kinds of movies and cleaning and rearranging stuffs which in some kind makes me feel good and board at same time.
But then I met this new friend who was going thru same phase as me. We gelled along well and expressed our short term issue of no shopping period. This made both of us quite depressed, best solution – go for shopping :-)
We went for shopping in this new found location, drove around 20 miles away from our house. The location was awesome, and huge in size. We spent around 7 to 8 hrs here and shopped a lot , specially me.. a lot means a lot. We were tired and exhausted , but never mind I enjoyed a lot and felt so good (the feeling went a little away when I reached home and collected all bills from each bag !!!!)

Totally agree, not a very unique experience. I cannot help but wonder if shopping has become one of the drugs that makes you addict and gives you the feel good factor. But down under the reality is, it just empty your pocket and sometimes makes you feel bad in end. The big malls and huge collections are made in a way that makes you explore new things and provides a distraction from your usual stuff, it provides you a place where u can just go and roam around just like that. Has shopping become a new drug to cure depression??

We keep ON Waiting, waiting for te WoRld to change..

I had the most amazing class-mates in school. Our class was supposed to be worst and most stubborn class of all seasons. I am sure every other class is labeled the same. Teachers or principals over the world used the same labels again and again over different bunch of fellas but I’ll prefer my class over anything.
The point is, I was remembering some of the incidences that took place in my school time and trying to compare my abilities to do them again. Like this one time we were asked to stand outside in the playground all because we were making too much noise and harassing our too bechari teacher. But leave the root cause analysis here, we were told that we won’t be allowed to sit in class (hey this seems fun!), eat lunch (okie can stand with all katcra food filled inside our uniform pockets!) and all the junior classes will see us receiving punishment (who cares!) unless we say sorry to the principal.. ‘the principal’ who has nothing to do but to punish our class. We decided not to say the word sorry, a small word which means ego to us sometimes. Finally some of our educated and rationalized classmates uttered the word and we were let inside our class room just before the last class was about to finish.
This other time I and my friends escorted with a teacher, Mrs. Joge went to an inter-school science competition. After 2 days of exhibition we actually won the competition and the next phase of competition was going to be held in Goa. We were quite excited as for us this was one of the biggest achievement and we definitely wanted to be a part of it. The presentation ceremony was scheduled for 7 in the evening, BUT Mrs. Joge and our dear principal decided that we cannot attend the ceremony so late and we should return to school, preferably before it gets dark…!!!! As usual we revolted and told Mrs Joge that we can take care of ourselves and she can go back alone or stay back to see us going to the stage and whistle to her loudest to cheer us , she decided to go back. Never mind she anyways cannot whistle, but when we reached school to pickup our school bags we were welcomed by principal and bunch of teachers with “I am toooo worried” look on there face, we were scolded for not listening to our teacher and creating a scene in front of rival school. But who cares we were happy and remembered the achievement.

When I look back at times, can’t help but wonder how independent our decisions were. The only connection to brain was from heart. Why such beautiful connection does becomes the complex connection of the Ifs’ and Elses’ and the Dos’ and Don’ts and Yes and BUTs . Why we have to fit everything in the existing picture and never draw anything outside boundaries. The patches of different colors, rework and redo, bright colors covered with shades.. yeakki this looks ugly.

When I look back at times, can’t help but wonder, will I ever be able to stand against anything and just listen to what I want.

When I look back at times, can’t help but wonder, Will I ever be able to take scolding from the entire world and still feel happy and content about what I did.

When I look back at times, can’t help but wonder, Will I ever be able to see the world change

When I look back at times, can’t help but wonder, will I ever be me again.

colors..

I was going through some of my friends’ blogs.. and thought of having a look at my own. I read some of the old posts, they reminded me of how irregular my posts went and how each time I wrote some blog to boost it up. But within few days I lost the momentum.
May me that’s my personality, nature habit or whatever… But I felt like writing again , yet another blog from my isolated cubical. My office is changed but the glass window looks the same. It’s just yesterday that, I was not able to look outside this glass wall. One, I’ve one of the world’s most amazing microprocessor chip called intel ‘be’ inside, second I have specs and cannot see without them and third it was all white covered with snow and I got bored of seeing the same color all over. Though it was amazing seeing these white balls coming dancing to the ground, landing on bare hands, disappear the moment u catch. Slowly the dancing ball became the harsh ‘endless’ winter, and occasional sun shine just to acknowledge it’s existence. But today the day is beautiful, I’ve never seen such sudden changes in weather and daylight… everything suddenly became lively, the streets, market places, play grounds, clubs and restra’s . It’s strange the way our body energy is related to weather and surroundings..

Long story cut short.. it’s beautiful out side and I want to forget for sometime that its mid march and that my job and my stay here is uncertain at it’s peak… so I am packing my bags.. and driving to the blues, yellow, reds, and greens and all sorts of colors of this amazing weather..

PS- yes I can drive and I drive good :)

Life as routine …

Get up late, dress up quick, reach office, read all mails all official mails (as I m getting no forwards now a days :( ), solve some stupid issues - all stupid (as I m solving all project management issues, no tech issues :( ), assign tasks to everyone when they are watching with those ill eyes (as if saying , "you don’t have any other work, you khadoos , keeps on assigning work as if we are machines!!" etc etc) and after virtually hearing all this at the end of the day when you ask them about the status , your life seems to "be in hell" for them !! , Send more mails, read more mails.
Hey watch out its already dark.. Time to call onsite, some more mails, all "X’ buttons clicked "Ctrl+Alt+Del" and all set ready to go home.. Home sweet home (now a day it doesn’t look much sweeter although) cook dinner, wait for smone to cm home and have dinner with you, share all days ups and downs …some of the most relaxing moments, I get most of my energy to start a new day from this sweet time… energy to go to office and do not think of bunk :) , energy to keep my routine up.

Pause

Sitting by the glass wall.. I see the sun setting down, the sky changing from bright blue to shades of orange and then black. Slowly the weather changing from hot/sunny to awesome gray of evening.
I am too tired now, feeling weak or call it laziness. Want to go out , m not that busy to avoid any breaks and the cabin is also not too comfortable to stick to it, but I still stays in. at most I’ll get up to the wending machine and have some tea. I m trying to feel the freshness of air, the smell of wet soil in it.. but I m too lazy to go out .. and I m too free to write about all this. I have work but no desire to get it done ASAP as always written in mails.

Today I left early, a bit early from my usual time. It’s dark out side the darkness of evening, not night. I taste that, mild softness in air, it’s getting cold. M in no mood to chase the auto, and ask them for Sher-E-Punjab drop, I decide to walk got my radio on and "fortunately" got good music on… the road seemed silent and the thoughts coming to a short pause.

Missing those summers...

I m tired of waiting , wait for summers to come so that I can enjoy with my friends.. plan to go for a morning walk, Indoor chit-chat in afternoon, cycling to the swimming classes, "Taffari" in the evening, late night badminton games and a calm sleep at terrace, down the open sky and stars… I miss all that.
As I left school and joined Engg college there were no summer vacations. I always hate that semester pattern where in middle of summer U have to study of exams!!
All ur relatives are there at ur place for enjoying vacations , ur sis is doing all that Taffari which u miss and u are made to sit in a room (with "arey u have exams na, go and study" from all ur relatives!!). But still we had the privilege of having semester breaks..
Now comes the most awaited part of our study life, JOB !! and u realize each leave each holiday is counted… U no more feel "Summer" in the cool AC environment of ut first class office. U no more feels the sweat, which drench u after all sorts of sports u play in that sunny afternoon… all seasons smell the same.

I am going to raise a PIP (Personal Improvement Plan in my company's personal site) for giving every one "Summer vacation" :-)

Back to Blog

Hey Sorry for keeping this closed for so many days… oops months !!

Hmm after those serious and frustu blogs about my previous job/project and PM, here comes the fresh mind of "vru" . I m slowly settling down in my new job, now I m realizing that there is nothing new.. but a change in environment is necessary for all of us. Call it a break. !!!
When I see people around me, everyone seems to be going or either gone thru the same phase.

Wish all a calm day..
A day of excitement
A life full of new learning and experiences..

Nothing new to mention right now..
Gotta work, came here just for break ;-)))))

Sorry, we're closed...

but only until someone wakes up and updates "Endless"...

I love C&H!!!










Uh, I'm trying so hard to keep this moving, but its tough...

wtf...

A Request

Hi all,

The blog is meant to share your thoughts, feeling, comments, knowledge database, experience(s) etc. etc. with your friends..
And it's unreasonable if you are deleting the content once posted.

I request you all, please do NOT delete any post from the blog …

Thanks

EveryDay I wake up with a smile

I always thought a good morning; a smile on ur face can keep all worries, keep all troubles apart. I never had any tension and worries in life. All the time I was smiling was because someone else was keeping me away from all evils. So strange na !!
I never even had a hint how aai baba (my mom and dad) are doing it , how I felt so safe and secured with them , how I never had to think or demand anything … life goes so smooth.

Aai , she is the only person I shouted-on the most, anything ,and she did all for me just with a smile, I know all mothers do that and you all must have gone thru the same.
Baba , the one I fight the most, I am afraid off the most and I love him. I don’t know if you all fight with your father like I do, But he always smile when I go to him and say, “baba, I am confused”!!

I tried that smile on my face I don’t know if anyone ever can get that relief from me, which I got from them.

Most of the times I wake up in good mood, gr8 enthu and full energy , I think the day will go the same and with this energy I can do anything. But all I do is end up my day in some mess or get irritated on something worthless. When I thought over the cause, I realize it’s not people, it’s not luck, not environment, not work which is boring or monotonous, not decisions that go wrong. It’s me it’s just me.

Every time you are irritated, you just look for that one “hmm..” Or “it’s okie” “ it’s fine” behind you.. that one voice which makes you smile again and make you wake up again :-)
I want to take care of that voice..

I am tired of this bloody politics !!

No, this is not very frequent with me. I am watching this as a silent audience. I always thought of fighting against it, a strange anger fills me even if the justice is nowhere related to me. But then being a very normal human I never let the anger come out and then it was suppressed down soon. All this time I was thinking why should I enter this dirty game. I am a simple person with small needs and I like my work that’s it, what problem I can cause to anyone. So I am safe and I need not poke my head into other’s and try to analyze this game. This is not so that I am very innocent and will never try to prove myself, but this is equally true that I’ll never get J or bothered of someone growing up cause of his/her own abilities/luck. I’ll never put my efforts to pull someone down.

But then unknowingly someone brought me in the circle of this game. But what !! I still don’t wana fight ?? why , damn, it’s for you , yourself , “self ” yaar. I wanted to shout and put all my anger in front of them, I wanted to tell everyone that being simple is not a fault. Being silent doesn’t mean I don’t understand the game they are playing or the so called “gajer” they are throwing at me. They cannot make me a victim, damnit!! (yeah yeah RDB types ) But all I did was listen to them all this time , I heard my inner sense saying “ don’t fight with the minors, forgive them ” (don’t know why this idiotic sense of forgiveness came to me).
After it all passed I thought over it (this is what I do most of the time ) I discussed with some of the experienced persons around me. And soon I realized that it’s not a big deal.. it’s an very small and usual case. Happened with most of us. Everybody suggested forget and move ahead. This is the way the world is becoming “competitive” .


“ the weak ones are always suppressed and thrown down”

No, I am not that weak, But everyone should know that I am not. I don’t wana leave to say I ran away. But then with a fight whom I gona show that I am right, who the hell is interested in what’s happening to me, after all I was never keen to know what other’s are going thru I always had that anger suppressed. And above all will I feel satisfied to get something after a fight ??

I am not leaving it, I am silent but I am learning too (silent because the time I should have talked is already gone) . I learnt nobody is bothered, nobody is looking at you, the work you will leave behind will still run without you (may be more efficiently) and the work you’ll get will also be manageable and interesting. Think about “ self ” , atleast sometimes .

No no I am not changing my self, atleast not for some bullsht experience, But least I’ll not get so much affected by all this afterwards. All this will continue as it is around me and I’ll stay silent atleast until I m back in the same circle (Or I may never come out of it).
I’ve learnt that power speaks, and so will I. I am not changing, still the anger, the feeling will come to me, but this time I’d know where and how to use it. Cm on don’t look at me as “ a girl in revenge or something” It’s how I am feeling rght now :)

This is what I called a convincing an experienced statement . Thanks Serish

In this world more importantly in the Corporate World – u shud never stay silent – if u r not given that recognition – then fight for it – n find out y u r not given that recognition n get that recognition… we cant forever be taking things as others decide for us…

I know it’s against what we want to do – but we cant allow people take advantage of that…

2:42 pm Borivali slow local

may god bless the mumbai public with an alternative for locals.... no, its not that I despise getting into them. Its just that when every one is so used to it... that if any day they're not running as fast as they do every-normal-day the whole city comes to a stand still.

And that pisses off people like anything, esp short fuses like me... my last trip to mumbai was an example...

The trip was supposed to be a surprise, a pleasant one to be precise.... and it turned out to be one to remember, for all the wrong reasons... I was travelling with trupti, we were coming from pune and we got down at bandra.

To start with, i had no idea that locals were running late... and then i had this brilliant idea of visiting siddhi vinayak temple just as i touched down, with my bag on my back, no sleep in the eyes n sweat running all over my body...no no no....i'm not blaming god, but a sign from him e.g. "Son, not a nice time. Go home n relax" would've been better!

Then yours truly had another idea, buying coupons to save time and avoiding standing in queue on a sunday afternoon...wow, that just did it all...first to find a window on bandra station where I could get'em, then search for a validating machine...and then finding out that the machines were not working, so coming back to the same f**king window n putting a "thappa" was anyting but nice, rather a forgetable incident...and when I got the blessing from shri-ganesh-maharaj, i thought things would run smoooooth... but far from that, I found out that there was no train
going to boriwali in the near future...i.e. 30 mins... but since dadar to borivali is close to earth's distance from moon, i waited for the train.

It never came, i mean the train to borivali, although i did get into a train to andheri.... and somehow I got into the train, and so did trupti (in LC)... and near andheri station I found out that the train is headed to Goregaon, and somehow my einstein-ish mind thought i'm lucky, auto fare reduced by 20 bucks, lets continue the journey till the end, so i happliy got down at goregaon, I checked my pockets, my bag everything, except.....u guessed it
right...trupti, she was still at andheri station waiting for me. So what did I do, just like dil-chahta-hai-style i ran to the opposite platform, got into a local....reached andheri, ran to Plt frm 1 to find her standing there all @#$%^&*...of course I'm not aamir and she's not preeti jhinta :))

Now feeling like 26/7, except that it wasent the rain I drenched in, it was the sweat... I must've been stinking like a pig...Then we took a rick to borivali, I wasen't expecting super-sonic journey, but 40 kmph is a nominal expectation....and with the construction going on the
WEx Highway it was reduced to 1/4th......somehow we reached borivali, had a long long long shower, and finally ate something....and then slept like a babe (for all you h'wood fans, i don't want to call myself a pig, for the second time)....

I woke up with a renewed enthu, but god had another ideas, trupti was supposed to catch Avantika at 7:05pm and i thought I'll join you ppl for dinner...I was almost there, to make this trip a surprise...just as a project manager trying to use his resources' potential to the max, I had to wait on for the train till 11:00 pm...on the crowded platform, and the train finally arrived.

Now I so wanted to catch you all for a coffee, may be a small chat...but no point for guessing how much time I took to reach Andheri...when I finally arrived at SEP, I was dead n buried... I was like a hungry dog beaten up in dust....

So rahul, please don't blame me for not meeting you, Its not like I didn't tried....

And I'm not bada aadmi, although you can call me lumbooo

Its "Endless"

After a dormant phase for this blog , I thought to start the proceedings again . The title of the Blog "ENDLESS" motivated me even more to try again ..
I am sure whoever gave this name , had a similiar thought when they started this blog . ..
After a period of 4 months I will be back to the same place "Sher-E-Punjab" Mumbai .... Me being a part of that place happened within a split of half an hour ...Met that fat gol motu "mahan" and after that the financer and controller of the place "Dark Lord" and "Ramana" ..actually the hidden fact is he was the only one who wanted more room partners to that place , and serish , mahan was never in for that .. Hmm ..I think this might be new for some of you .. From than on it was no looking back and things started building up one over the other , the friends ship , the masti , proffessional and personal help .. It was everything one could ask for at that moment .. But as life moves on , each one of us moved on to other paths in our lives .. I also moved on

These last 4 months and especially the last two weeks have been a such an enriching experience to me , to understand so many things in my life which i may have been avoiding or not keeping my focus on . Moreover , the concern that each and every one has shown for me in this time , was the greatest thing that has happened ...I really felt so lucky as the way i was questioned , criticized , and cared by each one of you . I really feel a little guilty to few of you of not have been able to give the similiar things but i know any one of you didnt do these things for expecting something in return . I am also sorry to few people as i have been little less understanding and basically not the same whom u knew at the beginning . I definitely will move up in life with this experience ..

Rahul

The End...Das Ende...El Extremo...L'Extrémité...L'Estremità...A Extremidade...端...최후...结束


This blog has been renamed...for the obvious reasons!!!

Atlast I m here

Atlast could open my bloggers account and trying to post something. Please appreciate the efforts as i m told that m not a computer savvy(the main reason being not having net in office). these software wallahs get the net without any reason and then think they are sooooo computer literate.neways...

so somebody is coming all the way from hyd for rang de basanti. bad luck of those who cant make it.still guys even hyd has Prasad Imax. not a bad place i assume. that too when surround by hyd gals, so what if they are four pointers.

Mr. Ultimate and also reema wont be regretting as they know they are going to be back in mumbai soon.

lets c how the movie turns out to be.

Give ur HONEST comments on this

Hey .. please post ur really honest comments on this as " You know who" is still alive ;))))

Also please put ur Guess (read : wild guess) on " why this makeover " .

Rang De Basanti

All the Hooh Haah , Hala-balu and the excitement of the movie came to a standstill when the news conforming the Release on Jan 25 was made official.I must say more than the movie the excitement was of watching the movie together and in mumbai was one of the main feature for me . But few dark ppl had their selfish say which I don't understand why getz fulfilled some how ..But Anyways One thing is for sure the best part was the feeling that "all had to watch it together and in mum" amongst us was the best which AAMIR KHAN AND TEAM could not understand and delayed the Release.

Enjoy Rang De Basanti Huff ...... But The Theatres Will Different this time....

Living among the dead...

The people in this blog sucks (apart from me n vru and occasionally deep-t). Coz they're dead. The reasons:

Ms. Banker - busy in tripling the revenue of Wells fargo, but this loyalty won't go too "well" and too "far"..remember the real meaning of 1-5-10, every 10 days there are 5 employees leave syntel shouting only 1 thing - "show me the money".

Mr. Health Insurance - busy chit chatting, peek-poking, tafri-ing and not getting a fcuk-ing minute to put a comment on the blog.

Ms. Raheja/Heeranandani - was never a computer freak, mostly busy in either "break-dancing" and "break a leg" dancing....

Mr. P - always busy doing up-down from dadar to technopolis n back. in the meantime comes home for rest, is always on the net, never has the slightest idea what others are doing, so self-involved.....

Mr. Ultimate - huh....nvm....


I am gone now.........

Fun Time Guys

As such with the User name only, you would have guessed who the person is.
The problem is I tried with several combinations, Prasann , Devil ,DevilSmile and all that but nothing worked and I have to retype everything again. Frustratingly, I typed this Id and it worked, as such now i want it to be Money&Sex.

The change in the userName if requested can only be looked upon depending ion the members who gonna be joining the blog. If its some one like , Viral(guys, its not a disease,its a name of a grl) joins it , then the change is approved..............

Vru(to add to it 'shaaaaaali'), nice way to record the Thilwayi we do in day-to day life with help of Blog..
Anyways, enjoy the ................................TIMEPASS.................................


PRASANN

Hi all

I'll be with reema and deepti for the new yr eve...

and rahul prasann are enjoying in Shimla ( that makes me freeze ) .. I am ltl bit jealous of them.. but they'll miss all the fun out here ..

and our dear vamsi choose his best available option to remain in d train on 31-st eve.. poor buddy..

We all are at different points... Looks like a start of kinda separation... looking forward by resignation of vamsi and rahul from syntel .. Yup they'll be joing KEANE @ Hydb'd on 23-rd jan.. All the best to both of U..

And Wish U all a happy new year..


Hey don't miss to put ur thought-fullllll comments on escape of these two __keys;-)) I mean guys ;-))

moments

didn't get a better start than this

After 7 days of my B'day ,for the first time in life i had the pleasure of having a toothpaste-cake ;-((



After the cake :

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this is a test

as i am creating this for first time