why it's natural ?

Going across the street, too busy to look around, never knowing what we are missing. That's happening every second. So what are we missing is a million dollar question/ Let's delve and see.




oh! I see that poor man sleeping on the roadside. Ohh !!! I feel pity. Why don't these earthworms die? Why? And what I didn't see? The man's complacency. His patience and his rock determination to survive. Nobody has the power to upset him. Nobody is jealous of him. He is contend.






oh! Red light !!! There I see half naked kids pleading to sell toys, magazines, dusters, tissue papers.... in scorching hot after-noon. That's what they play whole day and they have learnt to enjoy it. They don't complain and they do that religiously. So that is what I didn't see ! All I did was cursed them for their plight.





Hey I am home. I see my maid. Aaah stay away. she stinks !!! And what i didn't see ? Her eyes which have seen sea cruelities of the society, her strength to do all the work, her punctuality, her plight, her tolerance, her mouth which never say bad words and her heart which bears all of it !!!

So that's all we miss. And it's so natural. why ???

What's Life ???

Thousands die cursing their plight
Millions cry day n night
All too busy crusading against desire's knife
Do we know what's life???

Divine were we born, devoid of worries
Now we all dying in life's curries
If life is a play n then what's the plot?
If it's a game then let's take this shot !


Life is certainly a puzzle
Gilding our soul we are nothing but muzzle
With every turn, it changes color
In its monstrous mystery makes one a blur


Let me take a pause n dive
Let me see why we are all alive?
Let me tell you and end this strife
Oh my God ! It's hope that sustains life!!!

HappY Holi

Holi has come, No plans as yet! Happy Holi!!! But what’s happy about it?
One never knows what and when, it’s all left on destiny. We move around and stutter to see the most stunning truths of life. Life is certainly a mystery. We are blessed with this divine system and world with most respectable and ethical beauties. What’s more!!!
We live in this trap without slightest of the hint. Anyway, today is holi. So what should be done?
The day is as simple as any other holiday. It’s actually always. Moving out of the college we learnt the means to live but lost the way to live. Let’s see but what?
What’s the purpose of life/ That’s the question I volley whenever it comes. What’s in it all? Semiconductor industry??? All in my final year, I sang semiconductor industry my dream job @@@ my fascination. Those days when I was young when opportunities used to knock every moment and I with all my supernatural powers used to be a superstar! Those days I fought for it like Alexander. God blessed victories in all the fields. But today when I am ruling this kingdom, what’s it that’s missing???
What’s it? That’s the question I often is the most gigantic riddle. All time enshrouded by the market blows, sometimes it seems this tsunami will take us all! But that’s again life///Let’s be back and celebrate holi @@@@

Life moves on !!!

What if I cry, or say i die !!!! what will happpen ?//nothing
as they say life moves on !!





when i saw this, I clicked for a second and moved on !!!!!!1

Blackness continues .././/////

The blackness of the black day does not end here.
Our much hyped team India lost the Asia cup Finals@!!@!!@ !@!@ Firstly they were just throwing away runs as if a drunken spunk is throwing the dice. Well why is it that there batting line more like a landslide where we see layers slipping one over other almost always chronically. The pitch was very flat, as they say it was the batsman’s pitch where this spinner proved it his way.
Was it a sheer luck or his excellence or Indian defaulters??? Who should be given the credit?
Evidently that black day favored black spinner and he got everything he dreamed of!

Black Day !!!!!

All is going well !2
Is that true?
Not really???????? Jesus
July 6, 08 will be remembered in the history as a black day !!!!!!!!
Every beginning has an end ! If there is life then there must be death!
Our own roger lost the battle at his place ! The Grass King lost it finally !
May be our expectations are too high. We can say he is still the king as he fought all and reached the finals. A challenge in itself! But no !!!
I truly blame Roger for the defeat. He is the man. He has that divine technique of angling the ball and playing the demon rocket fore-hand. Above all his mental stamina and strength/// What went wrong????
As we all saw the number of unforced errors were too high !
He was sometimes overconfident on his serve and there he got the blow. We saw him saving his stamina and giving away the points in the game which required big come-back ! Say Nadal leading with 40-15 on his serve// Roger not fighting and just giving away the game as a gift!!! No giving away points adds to the mental strength of the opponent and it’s pure mind game !! One just have to play on the nerves of the opponent !! Win psychologically first and the job is done !!!
Now giving away points goes very against the fundamentals of the battle !
Most importantly poor back-hand!! This made all the difference. Nadal exploited it at all the break points and even when Roger was at the verge of winning.
Overall the game was very tight. All the sets were at the threshold. Just one or two set points or break points or couple of unforced errors if removed the trophy would have been in more familiar hands.
Well Nadal too deserved that. He is a truly hard working guy with all time killing and burning instinct. He possesses sea stamina and lion’s strength. It’s hard to even predict the number f records this man is all set to break!!!

Now being an experienced tennis player as well as statistical analyst I say that Roger needs lot to do for the come-back !!
1. Back-hand!!!!!! Work on it like hell !@!
2. Work on his mind tricking fundamentals and fight like a soldier.
3. Should have more balanced diet and add to his physical stamina!
If he really wants to stay there and live to his fans expectations as he is determined to play till 35.
For Nadal there is no advice as they all seems falling weak and fruitless!@

Who says it doesn’t rain in deserts?

I am not very sure who says and believes so but I used to. It was only till today when my belief was rock hit by my most hidden evil spirit. I always wanted to join the fitness center and always wanted to have curves almost everywhere. I was not contended with my God-gifted fit and healthy body but I was still very proud of its stamina and color.
It was not that I never been to all this. It was just that it was never like this. It was mostly a very healthy work-out in the college followed by running and playing tennis. But that was just not gratifying my innate desires of having frightening curves. So it kept me propelling all the way.



Yeh Dil Maange more!! So finally the plans which were long sprouting in my minds alley seemed towering and making the way. After a long session of research and queries I finally landed in the Sardarji’s fitness center. Sardarji (my fitness coach) apparently a very fit person was very kind when we he started the talk obligingly asking the period for which I was doing gym. Then aggregating all his finesse surprisingly blurted”chode kitna taim (time) ho gaya ”.What folled it was definitely suicidal. My coach also has one younger brother who is more like a puppet who dances on the fine strings of my dear Sardarji.
Finally I was in. I had been to the gym before once in IITD karakoram hostel gym and that too when it was only I alone there to play with them. I was like an infant participating in rugby. Anyway I learnt a lot and did my best. The history repeated itself again today. I was directed to abs-machine and left like a lost animal in jungle. It was like a medical entrance exam for some commerce student. It was not in good shape like me. Finally the battle was won with chote sardarji’s help.
Lately I discovered the battle is yet to be fought. 20-20 three sets with little gap was the starting edge of it. I never counted and ended it but I did three sets. So I passed the edge apparently. The next-inline waiting was most deafening of all. The short-cut had to be invented and accepted. Sardarji with his undying spirits gave it all to make it right. He was now more like a hunter whipping a dead lion. By this time I was sans energy and confidence. I was like a rat trapped struggling for existence. I just wanted it to be all over and my homely pleasures started hovering around the left side of the brain. Who knew it was just the beginning???????
Apparently I conquered this post too and now I could see the distant Golf’s flag. Now I was handed rope and was asked to skip in the middle of the passage to the gym with dozens of audience to applaud and watch the Basanti’s dance on the rope. I wish they paid for it and I could get some share of it. I think last time when I did it was when I was in middle class. But today I had to do this, not for the curves but for the nose. ‘God is great’ I did it !!! 3 sets of 20+ each .
I saw cycling machine and was tempted to do it but that beastji never let me take a break. It was shoulders time. Now I am a dead thirsty man and every part of the body is crying ’please, no more’. But for that monster it was just the warm-up. I stole a break in between my sets and started cycling and was on the 70th cloud to see a guy of my age and shape failing to skip and pleading to quit to our merciless coach. I was back in form and started the set and apparently cleared the fence again.
The much awaited weights turn came. But by this time I was no more alive but my long desire was at stake. And I followed dinosaur’s instruction cheerfully but it was then I realized that my body had become a sack of sand unable to move anymore. Amidst barren souls in merciless desert with sunny sardarji over my head, I was all wet as if it had rained drastically and turned into tsunami weeping away all worldly pleasures. Who says it doesn’t rain in deserts???