Hazaron khwahishein aisi!!!

"हजारों ख्वाहिशें ऐसी की हर ख्वाहिश पे दम निकले
बहोत निकले मेरे अरमान लेकिन फिर भी कम निकले। "
- poetry by mirza Ghalib.

Song: Hazaron khwahishein aisi (Jagjit singh)
Mood: Happy Sad
Feeling: Sleepy
Time: 02:00 am

Life without you!!

Life's so boring and lifeless when you are not around.
Weekends don't feel like weekends..
Office phone is so boring with just conference calls on them..
GTalk seems so "GSilent"....
I can't help thinking of you day and night..
Come back..

(Repeating the same lines which I had posted once)
Where you used to be,
there is a hole in the world,
which I find myself constantly
walking around in the daytime,
and falling in at night.
I miss you like hell.
(Edna St. Vincent Millay)

Song: Jamaica Farewell (Harry Belafonte)
Mood: Happy Sad
Feeling: Bored
Time: 01:45 am

sURi'08.
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Life is beautiful!!

Call your loved one from your cellphone.. and then call her again from an arbitrary number which doesn't know is yours... Did you see the difference? I don't know about you but I've felt it.. She will expect your voice from that number and when she hears it, you can feel a different happy voice from her end.. Anyways.. I'll give you a simple example.. Why do we give surprise parties, surprise gifts to our friends? Yes.. we get a different happiness when we get things which we don't expect in life. Expectations always create problems..
Getting through IIT was something of same sort for me.. Tuney in my life was another surprise from God.. M.Des. was again something unexpected and unplanned. Though there have been bad moments and things also. Life has really been a box of chocolates for me some milky.. some bitter. I never knew which flavour's next. :) (from Forrest Gump). People have given mataphors of many such things to life.. Metaphor of chocolate box.. metaphor of flower garden.. metaphor of beauty.. and many other things..
Life, indeed is a beautiful thing..
As per a famous writer, “Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams." (Ashley Smith).

One more really inspiring quote which Ashley has written is about you.. yes.. it says, “You are the center of your universe, and you can make anything happen.” :)

adios, Suri'08.
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Screen Off!!

In an office where everybody is very formal.. the environment is very corporate... where people open only banking and insurance websites for case studies.. ideas.. and analysis.. You will be shocked to see a man looking at a webpage which is almost covered with an image of a lady (more suited for a playboy cover page) on an ad of a condom or something like that... And that person was already inside the screen staring as if he's never seen a lady ever before... I thought at 11:00 AM in the morning it takes real guts to open the kind of websites this person was looking at..
5.. 10.. 15.. 15 freaking minutes.. and the guy was still staring at that image..

Bossss.. now I got to see what's so different about it or rather her :P
I started to go towards his workspace and thought of having a close view..
Everything which was going in my mind just came to a halt.. The person was a BLIND... Yes, he was not even able to see what's there on his computer screen.. It was some news website which he was reading with the help of a screen reader...
I felt so disgusted and bad because of all the kinds of thoughts which came into my mind..

This was like some 3 months back when I had joined my company..
After that I didn't get much chance to talk with that guy.. but I always used to observe him do things.. like taking a call.. typing on computer with a switched off monitor.. adjusting the time on his watch.. and many such things which will be impossible for us if we try to do them with our eyes closed...

Some days back I got a chance to interact with this guy.. I was involved in accessibility testing of one of our clients' website and he was our tester.. It was a really great experience to know how they operate JAWS.. how they read the images on the page... how they go through the source code... We had some personal talks too.. he seemed to be a all-time-happy guy with his ever smiling face.. but I think that's a default expression on such people's faces inspiring us to be happy with the fact that atleast we can see this beautiful world.. This guy told me that he wants to get married.. He said he is ready to get married to even a physically handicap girl.. because he just need an emotional support in his life... How easy it is to say that ya I'm married.. or I've a girl friend.. But seriously speaking I understood what that really means when he said that "I need an emotional support in life.. kabhi kabhi achha nahi lagta.." God! I hope he gets the ladyluck of his life soon.. amen!!

I used to always think how people play blind in poker.. now i know.. if somebody can play blind in the game of life.. what's poker in front of it!!!

Song: Michelle's first Day at School (Black-2005)
Mood: Neutral
Feeling: Touched
Time: 12:45 am

adios,Suri.

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Wanted to right something very strongly.. but I think sometimes it's good to let it go..

sURi'08.

Atleast sometimes I feel proud to be an Indian!!

I generally do not post things which go forwarded in mails from one inbox to other in long chains... But this one is really a good one... I have always hated people who can do anything for white skin.. they will be even ready to lick the damn white a***. So this is something which I loved reading and I believe in.
I know it's a longer one but it's worth reading.. Pretty deep.. Thumbs up to this Indian Man.

A White women's opinion of Indian women & an Indian man's response.

It seems that an article was written to 'Sister 2 Sister' magazine by A Caucasian woman who requested a response from Indian men. I'm so glad She got what she asked for (and more)!!!

She wrote:

Dear Jamie,
I'm sorry but I would like to challenge some of your Indian male readers. I am a White female who is engaged to a Indian male-good-looking, educated and loving. I just don't understand a lot of Indian female's attitudes about our relationship. My man decided he wanted me because the pickings amongst Indian women were slim to none. As he said they were either too fat, too loud, too mean, too argumentative, too needy,too materialistic or carrying too much excess baggage.

Before I became engaged, whenever I went out I was constantly Approached by Indian men, willing to wine and dine me and give me the world. If Indian women are so up in arms about us being with their men, why don't they look at themselves and make some changes. I am tired of the dirty looks I get and snide remarks when we're out in public. I would like to hear from some Indian men about why we are so appealing and coveted by them. Bryant Gumbel left his wife of 26 years for one of us. Charles Barkley, Scottie Pippen, the model Tyson Beckford, Montell Williams, Quincy Jones, James Earl Jones, Harry Belafonte, Sydney Poitier, Kofi Anan, Cuba Gooding Jr., Don Cornelius, Berry Gordy, Billy Blanks, Wesley Snipes... I could go on and on. But, right now, I'm a little angry and that is Why I wrote this so hurriedly. Don't be mad with us, White women, Because so many of your men wa nt us. Get your acts together and learn from us And we may lead you to treat your men better. If I'm wrong, Indian men, Let me
know.

Thanks.
Disgusted White Girl, Somewhere in VA!!!!


RESPONSE

Dear Jamie,
I would like to respond to the letter written by A Disgusted White Girl. Let me start by saying that I am a 28-year old Indian man. I Graduated from one of the most prestigious universities in Atlanta , Georgia With a Bachelor of Arts Degree in Business Management. I have a good job at A
major corporation and have recently purchased a house. So, I Consider myself to be among the ranks of successful Indian men. I will not use my precious time to slander white people. I just want to set the record straight of why Indian men date white women.

Back in the day, one of the biggest reasons why Indian men dated white women was because they were considered easy. The Indian girls in my neighborhood were raised in strict homes. They were very strict about when they lost their virginity and who they lost it to. Because of our
impatience to wait, brothers would look for someone who would give it up easy without too much hassle. So, they turned to the white girls. Nowadays, in my opinion, a lot of brothers date white women because they are docile and easy to control. A lot of Indian men, because of insecurities, fears, and overall weaknesses, have become intimidated by the strength of our Indian women. We are afraid that our woman will be more successful than us, make more money than us, drive nicer cars and own bigger houses.

Because of this fear, many Indian men look for a more docile woman. Someone We can control. I have talked to numerous Indian men and they continuously comment on how easy it is to control and walk over their white women. I just want to set the record straight.

I want A Disgusted White Girl to know that not all successful Indian men date white women.

Brothers like Ahmad Rashad, Denzel Washington,Michael Jordan, Morris Chestnut, Will Smith, Blair Underwood, Kenneth 'Babyface' Edmonds, Samuel L. Jackson, and Chris Rock all married strong black/Indian women And, to flip the script, there are numerous white men, in and out of the spot light, who openly or secretly desire Indian women over white women. Ted
Danson, Robert DeNiro, and David Bowie to name a few.

I just don't Want a 'Disgusted White girl' to be misinformed, Stop thinking that Because you are white that you are some type of goddess. Remember, when Indian Egyptian Queens like Hatsepshut and Nitorcris were ruling Dynasties and armies of men in Egypt , you were over in the caves of Europe eating raw meat and beating each other over the head with clubs.
Read your history!

It was the Indian woman that taught you how to cook and season your food.It was the Indian woman that taught you how to raise your children. It was Indian women who were breast feeding and raising your babies during slavery. It is the Indian woman that had to endure watching their fathers,husbands, and children beaten, killed, and thrown in jail. INDIAN women were born with two strikes against them: being Indian and being a woman. And,through all this, Still They Rise! It is because of the Indian women's strength, elegance, power, love and beauty that I could never date anyone except my Indian Queen. It is not just the outer beauty that
captivates and draws me to them.

It is not the fact that they come in all shapes,sizes, colors and shades that I love them. Their inner beauty is what I find most appealing about Indian women. Their strong spirit, loving and nurturing souls, their integrity, their ability to overcome great obstacles, their willingness to
stand for what they believe in, and their determination to succeed and reach their highest potential while enduring great pain and suffering is why I have fallen in love with an Indian woman.

I honestly believe that your anger is geared more toward jealousy And envy more so than snotty looks. If this were not so, then why do you continuously go to tanning salons to darken your skin? If you are so proud to be white, then why don't you just be happy with your pale skin?

Why do you continue to inject your lips, hips, and breasts with unnatural and dangerous substances so you can look fuller and more voluptuous?

I think that your anger is really a result of you wanting to have What the Indian woman has...

BOTTOM LINE: If I were looking for a docile woman, someone I can Walk over and control, I would give you a call. But,fortunately, I have a Virtuous Woman. Someone who's a good companion and who will be a mother to my children. Someone who is my best friend and understands my struggles. I have found a soul mate in her. Unfortunately what I have is something which I have always dream of and in that criteria you do not and CANNOT fit ever.

LOVE!!

"Bakhuda Tumhi Ho, Har Jagah Tumhi Ho..
Haan Mein Dekhoon Jahaan Jab Us Jagaah Tumhi Ho..
Yeh Jahaan Tumhi Ho, Woh Jahaan Tumhi Ho..
Is Zameen Se Falak Ke Darmiya Tumhi Ho..
Tumhi Ho Beshubaa Ho Tumhi Ho..
Tumhi Ho Mujh Mein Haan Ho Tumhi Ho..."

Last friday when one of the couple jodis in Nach Baliye 4 gave their god performance on this song it was really a moment worth leaving everything else for those few minutes..

A must watch in my opinion…

Am sure every person who has been in love at least once in his lifetime will definitely be able to relate him(/her)self to these lines.. to the performance.. and to that touching moment which makes you feel on the cloud number nine.

This song is from the 2008 release Kismat Konnection, which has a similar story to my life… I truly believe in luck.. and Tuney is no doubt the lucky charm of my life…

I think, the way Daljeet and Shalin gave the performance made the song really made for them and not for the actual video in the movie…

It’s been long since I wanted to write about the feeling of loving somebody and being loved in return on Suribbles… but was not able to find a kick start.. and today when I saw the Nach Baliye video on YouTube, it really made me feel great that I’m lucky to feel the same way how the dance and lyrics potray a true relation to be… and also got inspired to write this post in the middle of the night.

Though I think I’m so sleepy now that I might not write even 10% of what’s been going on in my mind since days.. but still I’m happy that at least it has started… Will be coming back with the same topic soon. Adios amigo for now….

Song: Tumhi Ho Mujh Mein Haan Ho Tumhi Ho… >:D<

Mood: Loving :*

Feeling: Sleepy :P

Time: 4:00 am :O

adios,Suri.

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New Hair Cut!!

:) Suri'08.

My Day !!

Sometimes, things just go the way you want them to. But sometimes.. everything and every corner of your world seems to be going against you.. seems to be asking you, “ab bol kya karega?”
Yes.. the very old “Why Me?” circumstances.
A day full of chaos, full of action :P, and full of frustration. I call it “My Day”.
Office life is so static that I don’t expect any blunders there, so I’ll start with the moment I left from office. I had to go to this Salon called Enrich in Bandra for a hair cut. Was getting late for the same, and somehow I got confused with the landmark (It was premsons and I kept asking people where is amarsons :P ) After roaming on the SV/Linking road for around 20 min my eyes just went on the board showing the way to Enrich.. I don’t know from where that board just appeared (1st blunder) because when I was looking for the landmark I didn’t see that board (may be it got ignored). Ok, chalo abhi to kuchh bhi nahi hua.. ye to normal hai.. (7:00 pm)
Finally I reached the salon, and got a full trimmed haircut. You might call it the Ghajini cut. :P
Came out of the salon, was feeling hungry, So thought I’ll have a Sub (as always :P, mera bas chale to McD’s ka tagline utha ke Subway se chipka doon, I’m Loving it!). Called up Tuney, and while talking my cell got switched off while talking, when I switched it on it showed low battery ( despite charging it to “battery full” just before coming out of the office) (2nd Blunder).
Anyways… I thought it’s ok, there might be some problem with the battery. I left the bike in the parking lot of Enrich and left for Subway (8:00 pm). Had a Veggie delite & a diet coke (my fav combo). Then came out of there and thought of doing some window shopping :P. Looked at some really good stuff at Metro, Regal and some other footwear shops. Also looked at some accessories shops, bought a kool Wrist watch. Was almost at the end of the linking road and then just took out my bike keys, the Petrol key was missing (3rd Blunder). I thought I might have left it in the bike itself.. without thinking for a single moment I headed for the bike. Reached there and saw that the petrol keys are not there. I cleaned my bag down to look for the keys though I was sure that I’m not gonna put the petrol keys in there. Now I started thinking where did I leave it… because if I dropped it in the salon then I’m screwed because it was already closed (8:45 pm). In the meantime I saw that the helmet is not on the bike (4th Blunder), started scratching my trimmed head to recollect whether I took it with myself or left it with the bike.. and if at all I took it with me then where did I forget it. I had taken contact cards from some of the shops so I thought I’ll call them and ask if they find any helmet in there shop, butttt as I‘ve told already, my cell was all exhausted with the juice… no life left :(..
So now what.. let’s start the journey again.. started from the salon and went all the way to the end of the linking road looking everywhere for my keys and helmet… Finally got the helmet in the last shop which I visited. I had forget it there may be because of the shock of not finding my petrol key in my pocket. Anyways, so now I started looking for a key maker in that area (I kept the worst case scenario in my mind that I might have to drag my bike all the way from Bandra to Andheri, because in no hell situation I was gonna leave my new darling bike there). Actually keeping a worst case already in your mind takes a b it of tension outta ur mind because that ways baaki ke cases thode better hi lagne lagte hain.. :P Anyways so continuing the story, I took an auto for Station in a hope that I’ll be able to find a keymaker there. But jab jiski zaroorat ho woh kabhi mila hai kya :P, went all around the station in vein.. finally took an auto and got back to the bike.(9:30 pm)
I gave the last 10 rupee note which was left in my pocket to that autowala.. So now I was left with nothing and there weren't any ATMs nearby.
So now what, I just sat down near my bike.. the only thing in my mind was this determination that I’ll not give up this early. Then I donno what happened that suddenly I thought of checking everything once again, I checked all my pockets and then again started taking everything outta my bag. There is a chain-pocket in my bag’s front pocket which I hardly open.. I mean it’s been an year now with that bag and I have opened that chain only twice or thrice.. but still I thought I’ll check there also, and the final blunder (5th Blunder) happened there.. The petrol key was playing hide and seek in there. And I was just shocked to see it there.. (10:00 pm)

I know I didn’t keep it there for sure.. Felt lucky after roaming around for almost 2 hours..
I know it’s him up there who was playing games with me.. I believe he does it with everybody because he doesn’t want his special ones to feel in an impossible situation when life actually becomes hell. So he keeps giving such practice sessions where at the end he just comes and keeps the key in that very pocket of your bag where you surely know that it’s him who’s done this. :)

Finally the gist is.. Being on the red carpet all the time doesn’t help.. sometimes it takes some amount of hardwork even to feel that “I’m Lucky.”
And to give-up is not a solution to any problem… you need to be fighting till the end..
after all... " ज़िन्दगी जिंदादिली का नाम है, मुर्दादिल क्या ख़ाक जिया करते हैं.. "
That’s where “MY DAY” ends.. (10:30 pm: reached home).

adios, Suri.