The Babu Rao Story

Interesting story for the name babu rao...I don't think many remember it though.... remember rana...he joined along with Sanjit...the name was given to both Sanjit and Rana...as they used to sit together, and also used to have the same haunted look...and they came from Daksh from the same team...since Rana left soon afetr the name was given, Sanjit bore the burden of the complete name and the two name were added to make " BABURAO".

people ...I meet daily

first me .... I am a great guy...very few think of me like that but I know..I am great...my ability to screw up things is legendary to just name a few...I can become sensitive to callous in a matter of minutes from clean to plain dirty...in seconds...from available to missing in Milli seconds...I can go on and on about myself... I am so surprising that I often surprise myself...

Sanjit .. Another amazing person...likes to look at himself in the mirror...keeps himself fit...eats good and sleeps well...wears good clothes.. has an amazing knowledge about bollywood..I have not met anybody better than him.... his amazing quality ....he watches the most outrageous bad movies...something like Deshdrohi .. one thing though he will not skip a single scene....watch the songs as well... He is god in this matter.

Chaitali is called Chat-lee and many other names by her friends now married to Piush Dhiman.. my ex flat mate.... now they were living together for about 2 years before they decided to tie the knot....what a pity ...... well then life goes on...the good things don't stay forever ...

Megha .. no body knows why so many guys fall in love with her....so much love that they call her all the time...poor girl...her list of admirers alone can fill a large room...a fun loving funny creature who is always polite and caring ...starts to cry as soon as somebody gives her a sob story ... extremely hard working and dependable to finish any work given to her and is taken advantage off by everybody including yours truly....

Shunali... started work when she was a child in Genpact..and still working...dirty minded to say the least ... and my heart throb in 22A.... don't know much about her but then a person who is working since her childhood there's not much to be known..ha ha ha ha ha....

Suvidha ... now this girl is special.... before she came in my contact .. she used to be a english speaking hindi girl...and now you look at her...her hindi has words like "Kintu, parantu" with an odd muhavra's thrown in ...cool to boot and with guys not daring to approcah her..this girl has not been proposed with lines like " main aapka friend banna chata hun"...and you get the picture ....i hope

Raj...otherwise named as Raj "rona" Suri.. smart...hmmm okay smart.. good looking, tall and fair... i think he is blond and has his hair coloured in some colour ....what is left of it anyway...nice guy..likes to beat people ( I like that)...always is in thick of action..he is action boy..always in the middle of some fuck up he did not create.. his ability to be in the wrong place and in soup is so refined that it is not even funny..

Anita ... another amazing person.... to top her working abilities...she is (groan) very efficient... now a person who finishes her work in 8 hrs and attends meetings plus has time to have chit chat is just horrible to work with (imagine my plight who can do only one thing at a time)..

Akash... well to say Raj is happy because he is there as his supervisor says a lot.. a person of immense wit and charm, with his down to earth intelligence he is a force to reckon with...

Chatting -- ADDA

That is what it is called in Bangla -- ADDA... the best possible thing in this world...beats everything....
So I was driving back from work...and it was really too long a drive on empty roads...and I drive real slow...60 is fast...between 40 to 50...usually when I drive down there is a bit of traffic so things are usually a bit interesting...

today was an exception...so I started calling first I called home... then I tried hati...he did not pick his cellphone ( I will abuse him) ...then I called and congratulated Jhamb on his marraige...now...ok...called shubho...told him my situation and started chatting...ok...then I had this bright idea of calling Naveen and conferencing him...oopps...i can't my phone or account does not have this ability...so Naveen said he will conference us both so the conference started and we decided to include Shaji...who then tried to get Arun but then his cell was switched off..so shubho conferenced Sudip...
Now do not be fooled...it was not that easy..inbetween Naveen's cell got disconnected twice and then it hanged...so Shaji finally got the conference back up...

thus we had this circle of Delhi, Gurgaon,Pondi,Kolkata and Mumbai complete...

and it was as usual a nice one hour of chat, lot of abuses...

Good things happen in life when you try...eh

Dinner - Cabbage et le eggs et la veg a la jakas

Now I am not a big fan of cooking...however when I cook...it will be nothing like what I planned...from rock hard basic sponges( Cake) to something completely horrible...I can do it all...so after I came back from office I decided to test my endurance again and cook food for myself...the availability of ingredients that I had were..

1. Garam Masala ( about 1 year old)
2. Cabbage .. I bought it about a week ago
3. beans
4. Shimla Mirch
5. Tomatoes
6. Salt
7. Pepper
8. Eggs

So first I mentally prepared the dish.. the idea was to make a bed of thinly sliced cabbage

parboil( so that the shape is retained) rest of the vegetables and then stir fry them in oil and serve...

However as I started cutting the vegetables I came up with another plan

Just boil everything and eat it like a soup...

Now by the time I cut all the vegetables I forgot both the separate recipes and mashed it into one..so I fried everything and then added water and it lookked really terrible...

So imagine my surprise when I tasted this grub..it was wonderfull... so I decided to name it....

and who knows I might just be famous

Who would I like to get married too - 2

One interesting point..nobody seems to realize.. the brother angle...there has to be a brother in this script else I will end up working...running the business...

I realized it later and then understood how life teaches you so many things...

folks all you have to do is to watch " Kam-chor" and you will realize the importance of the brother...see.. in the movie Rakesh Roshan after getting married has to again work in the factory to win his bride back .... now had he been as brialliant as me he would have just gone ahead and made peace with the brother in law and then he would not had to work at all...

Important lessons

1. you have to have no " EGO"
2. kill your ambition after marraige
3. to make sure that you are pampered get ready to play the game... dirty game

and enjoy the life....

Who would I like to get married too

Who would I like to get married too....

this is good question...especially for me... I have been trying to think about it for some time and came up with the following list of requirements

1. The family should be a rich family.
2. Should be a really rich and willing to give his daughter away to me
3. No hidden costs...the business should not be suffering from bad losses

The way it should work out is...

The families meet, I meet the girl as well ( Not the most important thing...but then), it is decided that the families like each other especially the father is charmed.... and we get married... her father on the day of marriage says.. beta join the business...and I join immediately....her brother who wanted to take over the business did not like this one bit..so I speak to him and handover the business to him... ( Ye le mar)...he is happy..as all he wanted was to run the business and in return and gratitude since I gave him the opportunity to run the business, he decides to give me lakhs of rupees or dollars( I am not too choose y about money) and my wife manages them and invests them also since he was so shamed that he doubted me that he decided to take care of all my expenses..

Sigh.......................................

Pujo Barshiki

The Start of this puja was not very exiting.

I was home way before the start, still I remember to be in Kolkata as always special just before the start of Puja's, you can actually feel the excitement and anticipation in air..the sweet and intoxicating smell all across the city, it actually happens to be my favourite time in Kolkata, alas...this time it was different, the air was thick all right however with two other things.
1. Will NANO get built2. Will DADA play the australia series.
infact apart from meeting Shubho there was nothing much happening....




Some of the pics clicked during the pujas and a bit of funda..



MA Sarbo Mangola Mandir (Pink colour top) - actually all the land belonged to the diety, it is said that the land will be enough to feed the diety and its fllowers... ... The Second and the older structure you see in the background is Someshwer Mandir it is more than a 1000 years old..
Intrestingly there are many such shaped buildings which are more of buddhists architecture rather than Hindu temples







Two generations during the puja's











Sindur Khela- this has almost turned out to become HOLI now a days, earlier only the married woman were allowed to play




My mother in Joipur her home with her sisters....














I just liked this photo...not sure of the significance ...Shubho...please help











Two old freinds sharing some time together... (incidentally both of them are my relative now, one is my brother in law and the other is my cousin brother) .. catching up on years of comraderie






The most memorable time for me...this is called binge.. group of men carry there deities all accross the village and gather in front of the Sarbo mangola temple for viserjan





Colours of my village







The old and depleted Jamindar badi.... nobody to take care of ....but the splendour of yesteryears could still be felt..... on Nobomi the old queen died,

as per traditions and beleifs all the festivities stopped, no AARATI nothing till her body was in the village.

She must be more than 100 years old when she died...sadly she came in wealth and left in a state of dispair..with two of her four sons dying before her....








The all impartant DHAK

and the DHAKI











The most gruesome sight....BOLI..or animal sacrifice..wathched and celebrated by many ...













The glee and the dance that followed was scary...it really brings out the animal instincts in Humans...men and woman alike were cheering wildly,in fact there was a lady who was standing beside me calmly shooting the full video, I was not able to click the last few pictures...you actually can't ..after getting the front row seats ( the head of the family sacrificing the animals happened to be my father's friend) and watching about 50 animals getting slaughtered the last scene was just too much...it involves cutting the head of the buffolo and then dancing with the head with blood streaming down their heads and faces......and I did turn shakahari...no meat for the next 7 days.


All in all it was a good time....I enjoyed it, will go again next year, will be better prepared for this ...don't know when but I will doa documentry...probably next year....fingers crossed...

Just for the record

Shubho is in kolkata...
Prashant is somewhere in America
Shaji is going to chennai
Gaurav is in Chennai
Sunil is in Airtel
Soumya is in germany now
Sanjit is in office
Sulogna is in office
I still do not have net at home

I AM BORED, (hastily)... aur shadi is not the answer

I was born today...33 years ago...

there is something special about these...11,22,33,44...e.t.c something like the eleventeenth birthday of Bilbo Baggins...though I do not think I will live that far or long....it is like crossing the line, so today I started the journey of crossing this threshold...unfortunately nothing can stop this process now...the time machine has not become popular and it is certainly not cheap for a single household to buy..mass production never took off..


Just the question of getting old has eaten my brain for sometime now....Question is have I done anything ...problem is nothing I do will ever satisfy me after the Madhya pradesh trip...

So what I have not done...

1. travelled in a bike to LEH
2. been to the everest base camp
3. travelled the silk route
4. seen amazon forest
5. seen a Hayena
6. LEFT MY JOB again


In short nothing special... in the last 33 years.. though my father would disagree...saying that I completed my formal education itself is hugh task in only 15 years ,I should be awarded a Nobel prize for such great feat


Never mind ...life is hard...I chose to live it....hopefully.

Let's see what changes in the next 10....

Worst thing I had today

hmm...this POST is dedicated to Shaji Cherian...
The man who made something and called it TEA....the worst one I had in my life...I propose that he should be given that "something " that he calls TEA forever pity Betsy makes awesome tea...

Let me try to describe it............................

half cream milk mixed with water in a ratio of .5 to 3 where .5 is water, boiled and with sugar with a green tea dip.....

So weall said that it is no good at all...

Second try...

The above mix with the green tea et all and a packet of earl gray tea bag....uguh.....

Result...

White tea with uh... skin

If you can imagine..we saw and suffered

Meaningful

Very few...understand the meaning of a meaningful life, and i for one is a living example... just do not have my priorities right, unfortunate as it is Job is still the top dog in this list.

"Part2:Hazrat Nizammudin to New Delhi Via Madhya Pradesh --- The SALS

The problem with these kind of posts are that it takes a long time to complete them...and especially for me who has to go to a cyber cafe to complete these kind of things it is hell but then " life is a bitch and then some"

So I am stopping now on this posts....

Part2:Hazrat Nizammudin to New Delhi Via Madhya Pradesh --- Ahoy to Kanha

The train journey itself remained quite uneventfull except for a few instances,
1 Making friends with the kids2 Food from commesum in Agra3 Sitting in the attendant bench at night looking out of the door4 listining to actual Hindi after a long time with words like swastha, aavashyek e.t.c.... 5 Making plans to buy a toothpaste in one of the stations6 Taking our bunk back after giving it to somebody else as the TT would have required it
After food in Agra we decided to sleep, with Prashant on the top bunk and me on the middle one. With the bed being set the night quitly passed and gave way to the morning sunlight...
Being woken up by Prashant is not a pleasent feeling you can ask Alok Aggarwal....
Anyway the day started with me smoothly sliding down the bunk, realizing\told that we do not have any toothpaste...nevermind...Datoon hai...chalega....is the potty clean...yup...with liquid sopa....amazing ...three cheers to Indian railways..... life is good
( For those who do not know me...Potty is the most essential work a human does... there is nothing heavier than a ass full of potty)
Well with my mind and heart clear and most importantly with my Stomach crystal clean...I set upon the grim task of chewing on the datoon...after a considerable time... my mouth was clean...only thing foul coming out of it was the language...the breath was clean...lovely..
Jablapur....I have been here...actually...Madhya Pradesh is one place you can say I have been to.... did my Hotel Management from nagpur some 5 hrs of bus drive from here....... Also it is close by to Katni...the gateway to Morwa and to Singrauli...I did my schooling from there... so all in all I kinda belong even without knowing anything I somehow know...
All right...onwards we move...decide that we need to have a plan...and after a lot of planning again using sophisticated methods of initiution and feelings we decided that we will take the train from Bhopal to Delhi...with all the plans being crystal clear we walked to the reservation counters and filled in the form... filled everything except for one small detail the name\number of the train... never mind I said I will ask and fill it in.....as we do not know what is the avaiabitlity situation....
Stand in the queue ...my number ...5...after about 2 min the person in front of me moves out and joins another queue...Why??? Impatient people....ah after about 40 min my turn comes in and I was told that the form needs to be complete .....
KILL, DROWN,HACK,....just a few feelings that were coming to my mind so after a little bit letout we went back to the station for something not sure what and baught the Madhya pradesh MAP, still not toothpaste though...took a rickshaw to the place in Jabalpur where we could get some internet....cool...reached the square...had DOSA, idli e.t.c.. and onwards we walked to the internet cafe...booked our tickets and startedthe long march to the bus station...I did not realize that it was that far off...or that I am so out of practice ...unfit e.t.c..
Reached bus station, tore the sleeve of my shirt...ok....just rolled it a bit more...got the bus that we were lookin for ...and actually slept....this happens to me...I can sleep anywhere..anytime...poor Prashant...I ave no clue what He was doing...I guess clicking....
Mandla...again woken up by Prashant..abused...reminded him that I am elder to him and he should give respect.. :)
Sat down and after a lot of talk went out to get some food, drinks and most importantly Camera Rolls...
A new bus, definately better but slower than the previous one...it had to be...people in Calcutta would know of these buses ..1B, 2C e.t.c.Same speed, and same intentions...maximum filling...
There in after a few breaks the chai shop, with a difference, you can ask for some salt in your tea's and nobody will ask any questions or raise eyebrows apparently it is quite normal to do something like this...great.....I am with the freaks....I am home......

I AM IN KANHA

Part1:Hazrat Nizammudin to New Delhi Via Madhya Pradesh -- Delhi to Jabalpur

Bit of a strange journey for me as well.... never having been to a journey without any final destinations
Actually the plan crashed quite at the start itself....I forgot that there was a training that i need to attend...small oversight .. big problem.... all but ended the plot...what an anticlimax...then standing on the verge of cancelling trip I get mail saying that I am not eligible as I had not responded to a set of questions related to the training ...Yahoo .......ignorance again bailed me out....HA HA HA HA AH A... i am going for the trip...nothing can stop me now.. the next steps were taken call up Prashant....Make plans I say....Tell my superiors that i will be gone for 5 working daysSend emails to my client about my inability to communicate for the next five days
Confirm the plan again...Prashant was thinking of going with some girl...made him realize that I am a better travel companion(young guys...do not see the point right away)Any ways with the plan all set and knowing that I would need to be in NOIDA by 12:30A.M to close on the complete plan, So the plan is to reach NOIDA by 12:30 and latest by 1 p.m because I need to be in office to fininsh up a few work items....(bugger)
obviously I was late...now that has to be expected.... so le3:25 PM 3/23/08ft office late reached home late requested Sanjit to drop me to NOIDA he agreed, left home late...as in the time that I was supposed to be in NOIDA i was leaving DWARKA (my place)...but this is normal....people who know me won't be shocked.....anyway as I do not travel on the same road twice( Main RAJA HUN) however I had to reach the same destinantion...heregoes....
DWARKA-DHAULAKUAN-SOMEWHERE IN DELHI Prashant calls up, gave him the longitude and latitude he gave us another set of directions and voila we were supposed to reach somewhere we reac hed cannaught place...ah...never mind...35 min of high tech tracking through satellites and a talking GPS systems with great speech patterns kinda like the computer in HITCH HIKER'S GUIDE TO GALAXY...and NOIDA it is where we reached after about 2 hrs to speed driving
Lunch...love it food here, the best veg. food in NCR....
Next up get everything, put in Sanjit's car and start of to the station, reach the station, and get in the train sit in the allocated seats and incidently the train started right on time, quite unexpected I say.......
And Peta takes his camera out and starts connecting with people in the train especially the attendants......
And i start contempleting about my life...had a tough week\year needed this journey to unwind

Social networking and net

That would be my next topic

Old City new city

Ahh...Chandani Chowk...a fairytale place I tell you... the word amazing is just not the correct word to describe it...there is so much there.... u really need to look really...for me personally...it is definitely heaven...people, emotions, drama u ask for it and it unfolds right in front of you as if by Magic... nothing else can explain the open arm friendship, the " Oh you need help ..here I am" attitude.. and the most important " Being Humble"...you want to see it ...come here people...it is a different world.

It is usually the old parts of a city which have LIFE. be it CAl, or Delhi or Bangalore ... you just need to know the rules and you are in the team...

Whichever city you are in just for a day...leave your pizza huts and Mcdonalds and visit these dhabas, sweet shops in the old city... trust me when I tell you...you will enjoy like you hav never done ever

Pregnent

I am pregnant with ideas and the possibilities about what I will become.... I think an abortion is about to happen.....

Stop

yup that is what my life has come to.....total stagnation...complete stop....full burnout....

It is said that rolling stone does not gather moss...I think i have become a tree...dead at that, rooted to one place neither growing tall nor increasing spread....

Nothing exites me anymore...recently saw the result of lot of hard work in my work... amazing by any standard...received a lot of accolades ...however just did not get exited...did not think that it mattered...people in my line of business would understand my problem I guess....

Need something to excite me...I think my 2006 failures has at last caught up.....need something to move myself mentally.....

As they say roll with the punches.... I wish I could

Things

I have often noticed, of things past that we do not do any more....

I probably ate (yes siree , ate...well chewed rather) on a sugarcane after such a long time, it is years...so long ago that i don't even remember when was the last time

Saw my Father getting up at 5 in the morning to watch India in Australia ( Last time I remember was probably in the 80's in front of a black and white portable TV in Ranchi in the winters with the whole family in one room)

Ofcourse the culinary delights ..that my mother regularly churns out.... dying art I say...dying art...we are definately the blessed generations...cause the next one won't have any idea about Gujia's pithe's, e.t.c....

Failures

hmmm..won't lie...the phiolosphopy is definately my brain child, however I got this idea after reading Prashant's post on relationship failures ....

Philosophy is a simple one....

If i don't do something I won't fail at that ...

Confused....

E.g....

I am not a failure in relationship cause...I am not in relationship....

Amazing...

Life is definately simple all you need is a correct vision