Wo najakat jo teri ankhon main hai...

Meri jaan palke mitane se tham jati hai....

Pal ruk sa jata hai..

Sama.. Gulabi sa ho jata..

Pagli shayad isain pyar kehete hai..


Angadaiya to humne badi li hai..

Shayar kabhi tha nahi

Baan gaya hoon

Pyaar kabhi kiya nahi..

Shayad..  Kar raha hoon

Sir Sachin

i am recently read one personal letter to sachin!! sir sachin! 

This, sir, is admittedly not a good time for you.

It’s clear to all of us. It’s evident by the way you take guard. No longer are you very worried about the sightscreen. That flat backdrop that no other batsman noticed but seemed to bother only you. Perhaps because the bowler on the other end didn’t. Perhaps because it was the same colour as surrender. And then there are other signs. No more do you so keenly adjust the front of your pants, that ungainly yet absolutely masculine of gestures – a man among the breathing bodies, a hero by right, a Spartan intent on victory and uninterested in looking pretty. Your eyes have changed too. The twinkle has given way to something a little more serious, a little more wary and dare I say, even bewildered. The other day, you even raised your bat as if you wanted to hit the ground after getting bowled. To those who’ve seen you so much, it was less anger or frustration. You were perplexed. Beaten perhaps, in a new strange way.

If this isn’t a good time for you, it’s very bad for us. We who remember what it was like, not so long ago. We who have missed flights but not fights for you. We who have turned living rooms into stadiums and stadiums into bull rings. We who have seen you wield the willow like it were Thor’s hammer and the Reaper’s scythe fused in one. We who were the chant, the clap and the scream to your straight drive, backfoot-punch-through-the-covers and the uppercut. We who felt like all was right with the world by just watching you walk out to bat. And now, we’re just as flustered.

Yes you’re 39 now, and so it’s natural for that dirty R word to chase you like a dogged left-arm spinner. Some weeks ago, an impolite, smug and self-righteous journalist cornered you into talking about it. His smile said that he was proud to have persisted with a line of questioning that decent news-people would have abandoned much earlier. It was uglier than asking a man his salary or a women for her birth certificate. It was even more deplorable because of the way he asked it – like he’d paid for your pads when you were 12 and so you owed him an answer. He then clung on with a Rottweiler’s tenacity and got you to say, “I’ll be taking things series by series”. And now the England series is on, and while you’ve gotten out to some of the better balls, the scorecard does make for unhappy reading. So I’d like to say a couple of things here. Call this ‘Frankly Speaking’, Version 2.0. There are lots and lots and lots of us who still believe in you and always will. There are lots and lots and lots of us who are waiting for you to come good – and know that you will. If fandom isn’t new for you, neither is criticism. And over the course of a long career, nor are lean patches. So hang in there. Or take a break to iron out a few things if you have to. But don’t jump to retirement yet. I’d also like to remind you of what you’d said earlier, on this same terrible topic. That the final call would be yours alone. I know you didn’t mean the selection committee but mass opinion. Please do not get so tired of the situation that you end up listening to those who know no better.

I don’t have an issue with objective appraisal but there seems to be a gleeful call for your head, a kind of public gloating that I can’t understand or accept. It’s not like everyone else in the team is playing exceptional cricket. But then, you’re used to being singled out. Even at the height of your powers, there were some for whom you weren’t good enough. So it’s very easy for them to ask for your head when your cloak of brilliance is wearing thin. Truth is, superhuman talent is intimidating because it lookssuper human. Your fallibility tells them that you’re flesh and blood after all. It tells them mistakenly, that you’re just like them. So I have this to say to you, and them. Your time in the sun may be running out, sir, but theirs never came.

Pause also, in this dark hour, to allow yourself a smile. Remember what you’ve really accomplished. You sir, have done more than change the way the game is played or inspire a future line of warriors. You’ve also managed a much tougher thing than scoring a hundred hundreds. That is a staggering statistic, but one that limits you to 22 yards. To roughly quote Rohit Brijnath who said this of Federer: “Others can win but not like this.” Many can dispatch a ball through the covers but none can do this. You have made children finish their homework early, adults forget their cares and the ailing feel happy to be alive. (Though it must also be said that you’ve made the perfectly healthy call in sick at work). You’ve made waifs walk like their bellies were full, you’ve given struts to weak men and made India unite in a non-violent way reminiscent only of Gandhi. Here, sir, is the true measure of your contribution. This sir, is your real Impact Index.

I’d also like to remind you of another fact. While cricket may be the only life you’ve known, it still isn’t life. It’s sport. A game. Something simple and (yes) silly at the heart of it. So in whatever time you think you have left – please shut everything else out and go enjoy. Be happy as a 16 year old. Don’t defend, but offend. Have a ball. Have many. Play like no one’s watching. And get that twinkle back.

And when – and may that day never come – if you do decide to put that bat away, please know that many, many, many of us retire with you. Yes, we’ll cheer an India victory, follow the odd game and even gasp when Kohli tries a Tendulkar. But it will be with the detached eye of the sports follower, the Indian who wishes the best for his nation. It’ll be mostly through online scorecards and corridor banter; no longer will TV seats be grabbed like prized lottery tickets and no longer will life move in slow motion.

This is not to say there will not be other champions. This is only to say that a generation that grew up and grew old with you will have nothing left to give to those who try and follow your small giant footsteps. Our time too, will be up.

  

Saachin Sachin!

Ram Cobain

P.S.

If you notice the prefix “sir”, this is deliberate. Many summers ago, my brother and co-believer Gaurav Dudeja and I decided to anoint you Sir Sachin Tendulkar. This we felt did not require the Queen’s permission. It was ours to give freely but we were stingy about whom we chose to give it to. We’ve given it to no one else.

Milegi Milegi Manjil!

yaar ye manjil badi pohochi chis hai ! kitna bhi bhago !! milti hi nahi !! i trace her every second! every other corner i reach, i feel it to b just another corner away! n so my chase continues!

the best part of this journey is people who come across on it ! some become your friends on the first day, some u hate the most.. n eventually u become integral part of their lives.. some u never like .. and they always remain that way... some tries to be close to you .. to be your friends just for the aura you carry with yourself...  some admires you .. some hates you .. but nothing stops you from doing what you wanna do.. this  people helps you run behind your manjil ... friends motivates you .. and all others motivates you more as you just wanna overcome them and go ahead..

i too met all this kinda people in just one year of my Job at globeOp.. people who couldnt win my heart are not worth mentioning here.. but few.. very few won me for the life time!

Naveen ... my first friend in office.. who comforted me with very familiar words !! a strong looking fellow!! saala do teen nahi chaar paanch ko bhi bhaari hai agar uska tanka to !! aghori baba's to dark magics to lords he can talk for hours.. with examples.. very proud of being from Delhi.. waise usaki DELHI GIRI main achese janata !!  16th Dec 2011 we all will never forget! what say dude? one thing he doesnt know about himself, he is very very emotional! this guy is a gem when it comes to put in efforts! multitasking is his quality ! have not face much of a struggle in life ...just like me, even he is trying to prove the answer to a question : " whats my worth? " .. and i guess thats why we have the strongest bond!

Manish ... a sad looking guy.. who thinks he is a big time looser in life.. loves a muslim girl.. talks about Allah ne chaha to, inshaah allah, mere shera, dossttt etc etc in everything .. which makes him look more pale... but he is a good listener!! he can take in all the Gyaan and crap me n naveen throws at him ! n still do what he wants to do!! feels no one is supporting him and dis entire world is fighting a war against him.. and meanwhile he never realizes that he himself is his own rival!! he needs to start loving himself to make others fall in love with him.. trying putting this attitude of mine ( whether right or wrong .. god knows) made us close friends!!

Jignasha.. J i cal her.. strongest girl i hv ever come across after my mom, mavshi and sharon (my sis). she have had her toughest times in life!! and by luck or destiny or her strong will power kept her hanging!! hats off!! her husband an idiotic immature dude!! but ne which ways loves her a lot!! and thats what matters a lot for this tattooed chic ! to be very frank her tattoos and long hair and dimples were the reasons to be friends with her, but she is damn prettier than that at heart!! the tough times she had in life have helped her get the maturity at the early age .. i dont know ,, but the trust she puts in in me made us a good friends!

Vijay.. iuy i hated like anything on my first day at office! felt him to be too proud of himself, on top of the world, manager in his pocket, and no knowledge in his brains ! and saala he proved me wrong accept the manager wala thing ! he is too shy !! introvert!! not at all vocal!! conservative! lekin he is a gem of a person ! ready to help!! even if he says NO to every other thing upfront! people say you cant trust him inside or outta office!! but i say... yes you can! he is worth that! the knowledge he has is awesome !! no show off like others around! awesome with numbers!! but what makes him go on the back foot is his english !! lekin chalta hai !! that can easily be improved! i know he will go miles !

last but not the least !!

Pranit... more like an elder brother.. always der atleast for me .. will save my ass from anything ! whether it b my blunt answers in a team meet or very arrogant tu tu main main !! my nest Desk  friend! for last 10 -11 months, i have spent 10 or more hours daily next to him.. we know everything about each other.. darkest secrets to silliest mistakes.. we even knew when the other person was to call in sick !! haha !!  n now with him moving in other team, only he can understand how much i miss him !! cause i know at his desk he also misses his next desk friend! on his last day in the team.. when he was about to leave for the day.. i saw that thin line of tears gathering in his eyes.. chocked throat.. his last audible line " will miss you Bhai"!! dragged me to parking and we cried like babies !  and then he confessed " he couldnt sleep for a week imagining we wont be together after 21st May" ................. " Bhai !! ro mat yaar!! cancel karau kya IJT?" i know if i would i said yes he would have stayed!! lekin sala idhar mera he thikana nahi! i dont wanna give a thought to a possibility of him not staying back if i wanted him to be !! heheh !! saala kamina hai !! lekin mera ekdam khaas hai !! 


you guys have always encouraged me keeping upto my task and my Manjil!! making me feel like it to be very nearer!! just around the corner!! i know m no good at keeping contacts!! but on this long journey of my life!! i will never ever forget you all!! the time i have spent with you !! night outs we had! talks !! debates!! gali galoch!! birdwatching !! everything!! 


kabhi kabhi lagta saala ye manjil actually hai bhi kya? finding right friends to be with ? or just running like maniac behind your dreams? i wish i would choose both !! but everyone has their own paths and dream to conquer ! the small cameos we play in each other lives makes a bigger impact than the fevistick ka jod! 


i hope m playing my part of the cameo very well in your lives and helping you achieve your Manjils! 
shubh ratri!  

Duniya keheti hai ki tu badi sundar hai..

Duniya keheti hai ki tu badi sundar hai..

Tuz main sama jaaneki tamana dil main jagati hai...

Tu jab hasti hai to duniya tham si jati hai..

Teri hasi ki sagar main behe janeki tamana ho jati hai ..

Tu jab pass aati hai to pal ruk sa jata hai..

Teri sanson ki mehek main jannat ki khushboo aati hai...

Duniya keheti hai ki tu badi sundar hai....

Bahari khubsoorati hame nahi bahati.. Hum to thode sayane se hai..
Ache dil ke piche main bhagta hoon bas wahi to tumh main kami hai..


Lekin duniya keheti hai ki tu badi sundar hai...

the end of a beginning!

today was unofficially my last day in B school ! had two presentations even today! for this two years the best part was whenever i use to get a chance to present on any topic!! i love talking anyways!! that doesn't make me a good speaker not the entire audience i had  in my college is that great, even then.. i like the feeling of going their on the podium n talk... talk sense ..

so as usual i liked it today as well !!! best part was when prof announced about the hidden gems in the class.. he took my name in the elite group..  n that was the time i realized i am done with my final presentation for MBA!!

i was still there on the last bench where i hav always been ... this was the same place where i sat on my 1st day in this course.. i was sitting besides Raul.. observing the class n people's reactions .. everything.. i had nothing to say then.. i only knew raul and lavkik in the class .. raul was as usual in his own thoughts.. n lavkik .. OUTTA MY COMFORT ZONE... i.e. FIRST BENCH !! from that day, m looking at this class.. plenty of idiots we have in this class! no maturity.. no brains.. some people i started hating on the first day itself... one of those is my good fiend today.. kushal.. others .. i hate them even today.. there are couple of kids in my class. one is fond of talking to herself... n other wants attention.. somehow she can not survive without people noticing her.. then there is my class topper.. she never reads news paper.. i doubt she have ever read a novel as well.. all the time she does is mugging up.. " by heart , by lungs, by kidney.. n all the other organs.. n just go n puke it in the papers.. n top the class" .. then there is one aunt in the class.. she has all the hatred for me .. running behind professors is what she is excel at so that she can have an edge over others!! boring she is u know ... but cant help.. "umar ka lihaz kar raha unke!!" n then there is this funny lot of rest of the guys n girls .. n everything... every one has their pros n cons .. but somehow i had forgiven them all... i have laughed on their backs to myself about the immaturity, impractical this people live their lives... but somehow i was feeling pity on them.. all this two years i have hated this place like anything... wanted to get done with the post grads quickly.. n now.. m gonna miss all of it !! no chai/cigarets on Tapri, no wada sambhar at Tambi's, chit chats n Library, waiting for lifts, constant stare at clock for three hours of one lecture to pass... n everything.. every bit of this college n premises .. most of all i would never get to see all of this Friends(?? sab log kab bane tere friends??)  again under same roof.. two years we all have invested behind a post grad degree from the same college... now the time has come when it will be encashed.. people have spent this two years in the way they wanted to.. now its the time for life to treat them..

the short n sweet journey of MBA is coming to an end.. by opening the expressway for the rest of HAPPY life....

its not the beginning of an end... its the end of the beginning!

cheers!

a question that makes me question my abilities!!

interviewer: hi Shreyas.
me: hi..
int: tell me something about yourself.. 
me: ????????????????????????????????????????????

i have never come across a commonly asked question than this which brings plenty of questions about yourself, your ability in your mind! who am i? a question that haunted KARNA his entire life.. if he would have agreed to what ppl around him, mahabharta would have been an entire different story. but he fought.. he fought for himself and with himself to prove who he was.. a great warrior .. a pandava..was the easy answer to his question. he proved it with krishna's help at the end.
karna is an epic ancient character..   but who am i? whats my worth ?
as one of my dearest friend says i have two professional degrees. but are they worth it ? have i learn anything from it ? trust me . i have no answer..
the only thing that i know is my education has made me tough.. practical.. n logical thinker.. have rooted ethics in me.. and have made me one responsible, educated Indian Citizen ..
what else i have? nice parents?? its a god's gift.. roti kapda makan car.. my parents' gift..   relatives.. again inharited..!
the only treasure i have .. that i have accumulated over the years.. are my friends! they are the diamonds i have in my collectibles!
i think this is where am different than karna.. i knw who i am.. i knw my parents .. i have my friends..

so the only unanswered question will be whats my worth?? am finding the answer...
i think i'll find the answer till the eternity.. please somebody then post it back to all my interviewers..

bye bye 2010!

one more yr passed...

one more person lost..

phewwwwewwww.. just returned from pune after a new yrs eve blast with amol amit ronak n sanket. n now.. m very sad.. not sad exactly.. but down.. i can feel certain pressure on my chest !

maybe of loosing an yr of my life or its the coming darkness or the tension about the happy future!!!

but i dont want 2010 to set.. this yr gave me so many things.. so many... completed my dreams.. took away an imp part of my life.. but even den.. i want time to stop here.. want everything to stop.. even would like if myheart beat stops here..

1st thing i got in 2010 was a recognition. scored good in both the sems in the yr to get it..

then came in my way was my childhood dream.. sachin tendulkar scoring blistering 200* in one day.. had tears in my eyes then..

in the middle of the year i was working with my child hood's dream company, mahindra & mahindra... met very nice people their.. learned a lot..

in the mean time sachin was keeping me busy in reading news papers...

the real blast was then came to my way.. when spain won the world cup .. i wanted england to win it.. but spain were my first choice by liking.. england was second for beckham..

in the mean time .. my mom dad had their 25th anniversary n also my dad turned 50! had blast on both those days.. i remember.. how happy i was.. n how happy Bapu was then.

i lost bapu in the in the coming time.. i was sad.. rather i am sad from then. but that was what even he wanted.. n also was the gods will.. it was necessary then as he was deteriorating day by day !

what brought me back a little was my campus placement... i was the first guy to be placed from the college.. which shook plenty of people though.. but i was happy. n i know i deserved it.. it was bapu's blessings, which will last till my eternity.. i got placed with Kotak Securities..

i have successfully cleared my internals this sem for sure in the end of the yr..

my best time came when sachin scored his 50th test century.. followed by India's test win over SA.. and retaining their top spot and top performance..

its obvious why i want time to stand still here.. as this was one of the best yr of my life till now.. i dont wanna loose you 2010.. but again its need of time..

i am very thankful to you that you gave me plenty of happy days this yr.. will never ever forget you as you have given me few memorable moments which i'l cherish for ever..

so.. the new yr comes.. with lots of more excitement as my car will be with me by 1st week of jan and my job is starting by the same time as well !

so its my heartiest bye to you 2010 and i openly welcome 2011.. n waits for the same magic to continue.. for ever..

happy new yr to all.. may u all have blasting yr ahead!