Height Of Laziness !

What is the height of laziness? Me. How? Because I am too lazy to be lazy!! No seriously, I was. I mean I have never had such a lazy weekend. Forget about the weekend, I've never damned been feeling lazy on a friday night ! Always been ready to do something. Anyway, mostly I just ate pizzas and saw like 6 movies and just slept in all of friday night and saturday.

Sunday, Me and Jason plan to go for pool. We take off real nice, but eventually we are tired of playing pool. Too lazy to shoot. We drew, again; 9 all. Neither of us were willing to put in the energy to actually play more shots than what would be needed to like barely make it.

"Im gonna kick some ass today", that was me. "I'm actually gonna beat you, without you potting the black for me. Genuine victories.", that was Jason. And what we did, played and played, but slow, sluggish and were dragging along all the time. We were too lazy to go a few blocks to actually get food to eat. I mean, c'mon!! Those who know me, know that food and me have a unique bond.

Anyway, eventually, when we returned, I started writing a blog about laziness with no title. Finally, I felt too lazy to even write this entry and figured that I would title it Height of Laziness. The height of laziness then was, that I was too lazy to write about it. But then eventually, I was lying in bed, and I was too lazy to be lazy. Ok, so I mean that, I was in bed, like at an incline, totally relaxed, surfing the net, and food and ice cream around me, and eventually i had been in there so long that i felt that Oh My God, this is so much of a task... to actually have to do everything here.. Everything meaning ofcourse.. clickin the mouse button.. or chewing on food.. or sipping on, diet - caffiene free - ginger ale - canada dry. But anyway, I got over it by night, that is right now, and with tremendous effort and a lot of willpower, I managed to write this entry. God Bless Me.

- Extreeme Laziness.. Though.. This is a pic of me & yesu.. Totally Smashed..

Kuch Bhi Ho Sakta Hai !

For those who don't know Hindi, Kuch Bhi Ho Sakta Hai means Anything Can Happen. Where ? Well, in Bombay !! Yep. Its the best place I have known. Ya ya, I know its called Mumbai now. But then, I still prefer Bombay! On the other hand there are people, who don't believe that Bombay was renamed to Mumbai.

"Nooohh! You can't just rename a city!", says Jason. "What about the millions of maps and stuff ?". Arre yaar, what to tell him, kuch bhi ho sakta hai. Zara Hutt Ke, Zara Bach Ke, Yeh Hai Bombay Meri Jaan. That reminds me of a song from the 60's or something. Raj Kapoor. Aey dil hai mushkil jeena yaha... zara hutt ke.. zara bach ke.. yeh hai bombay meri jaan.. Damnn.. Bombay Rocksss. Aaah Those days !

Anyway, Its true dude, Bombay was renamed. And a small anecdote, just to add to the expressions on Jason's face. It is about the dude who apparently was the primary cause of renaming a million streets, the biggest railway station, the airport and many other places of Bombay to "Shivaji" names. Shivaji, by the way, was a great ruler of Maharashtra, a few centuries ago. So I heard that, in these extreeme rains in Bombay, this dude, goes to a hotel, in a boat !! On the streets !! Because they were flooded as hell !

Well.. I juz heard that.. but apparently there were millions of stories that people faced. My bro took 8 hours to get home. My sis outisde her college, due to the water current she fell down, and hurt herself. Then walked in the water, had to get an injection and stuff, just incase, you know any infection and stuff. But there are millions of people who face loads of issues too. There were several fires, and people got electrocuted too, hence some places had the electricity cut off. Then there was a oil tanker fire. Then there was loads of other issues. Bombay is still recovering. My best wishes to everyone, back in my home town. Apparently this was the worse rainfall ever.

-Aah.. Those days in Bombay.. Me Teachin 'em the sizzlin brownie tact..

New version of "I need my space"!!

Someone's gonna die. Yep, someone's gonna. Not now, not today, but everyday. Yeah, you guessed right. I'm gonna taunt at women again. But see, its this awesome love-hate relationship that I have with women, and there is just these things that somehow eat me sometimes. Like for example, if you need space, like miles of it more than no matter how much you have, then don't we ?

I was chatting with someone, and I heard the new version of "I need my space". It goes, "Had too much of him, I need my space". It almost gave me a heart attack. But the real attack came, when Miss Poda (name changed on purpose), went on to say, "Had too much of him, I need my space... but he is my loyal dog... so its all cool". Cool ? Amm, I definitely know people who wont find it "cool". And yeah, I did get a heart attack. I mean, I thought it is about love. She literally attacked my heart, by saying all these things. Where is the love, damn it ?

Allright, all those things go by. Then comes another bomb. Madamji is going to another university. So she finds cute guys. And I am asked, if she should target better people or is he okay for her. And suddenly, several thoughts came to my mind, about so many women, wanting cute / hot / sexy guys or whatever it is that they want, u know ? But she is talking about finding someone just like that, to replace someone who she had fallen in love. I mean its cool by me to pick hot chics, and same way they pick the guys they find hot. But damn, why do I get to hear crap about love all the time, where as they don't really care ?

They show they care, but may be they don't. And the reason is, like I posted on Jason's blog about what women want, that they don't know what they want. They don't damn know what they want. So they mess with us. I mean if u do the same thing then don't blame us, you know?

Let me not continue about the conversation with Miss Poda, simply because she will kill me, if I do. I mean each of my blog is about someone, or something, but I should know my limits too, isn't it. But I must mention that in this conversation that was ofcourse, very kidding and, im messing with you types.. a lot of things came out. They do, you know. Ooobbb-veeee-youssss-leeeee she, nor any other woman will every accept it. But things happen.

- Leave some space woman ! (Else someone will f**k me and kill you.)

I need "luck" to reap what I sowed?

This is my follow up to the previous article. Someone called MS has posted me a comment, which is very interesting, and I do agree with him to a great extent. Part of it reads "Karma whether good or bad does not necessarily (so I believe) mean that actions in-kind will be done unto you but rather ANY action in-kind will be done unto you. (Example: you treat your kids bad and you get shot in a robbery or you donate a kidney to someone and you win the lottery)."

This is true. Things do happen. You get back good in one form or the other. And even the bad. I have heard of this concept in my childhood. I have read several mythological books, and have many beliefs, that some may classify as superstitious. Generally, Im very practical. Sometimes, "too practical", as per one of the comments. Anyhow, Coming back to the karma point. You get back stuff, in one form or the other. However, I have come across several people who have actually done good most of the time, and even if they have done bad its small, but are suffering always. On the other hand there is no shortage of these really happy & / or rich & / or satisfied people, who always mock others, and do loads of other bad stuff, but still live their life happily.

When I speak to the very practical people about such situations, without really giving them a background or any karma talk, the very same people tell me, "sab naseeb hai", as in, its all your luck. What about luck then ? Is it only karma ? Or is it luck ? Or is it a balance ? May be a fusion ? I don't think I'll look for the answers. I'd rather focus on writing stuff about women. It keeps my time going by nice and happy, plus no tension. :)

Ah, by the way, someone just told me, what goes around comes around! But in the conversation about men and women. She was wanting to know why I taunt at women so much. I said because they do such stuff. She said, I agree some of them do, but then what goes around comes around. Guys do such stuff too. But its again about why do the guys who are nice to girls get tormentous women, and nice women at times get bad guys too ? According to MS' example, its like the guy was nice to a girl, but may be he got a better job or some other good thing happened to him. Not meaning to mock his statement. Damn. I thought, in this paragraph I won't get into the karma stuff ! Anyway, so, does it mean that, we gotta be good all the time, in everything we do ? So that whatever we get back will be good. But then no one really is perfect ? I guess thats why the whole cycle. Ok I really wanna end this here... :)

- KK, Me, KB bak in bbay.. Me & KB are in the US, KK is on his way.. hopefully..

Bad you sow, only that shall you reap!

People who say that they believe in "as you sow, so shall you reap"; I kinda doubt them. I don't think you can actually believe that. I'm not saying I think its not true. I don't know if this karma stuff is true or not. I'm just saying that I'm not sure if you can actually believe it. I have seen by experience that when people are really sad, because they din't get something they wanted or because things din't happen the way they wanted them to and instead, someone else got it possibly by means that may seem wrong to you then, you tend to say, "He will get back for what he has done" or things like "He cheated someone, and someday someone will cheat him".

If you observe closely, this is quite interesting actually. Someone gave me an example saying that... "Lets say for example there is a couple who ignores their kids, doesn't care about them, blah blah... Do you think their kids will care for them ?" I said probably not. And my friend says. "That's exactly what I'm talking about". I said sure. But, I have also seen people who treat their kids really well, teach them all the good stuff, do eveyrthing almost right but, their kids turn out bad, and eventually leave the parents in a much worse state than in the above case. My friend says "Parik, karma does come back. The guy who treated his nice parents badly, won't be happy either, his kids will also trouble him".

See, now that is not good. It is probably fair on the bad guy who troubled his nice parents that his kids are bad to him. However, what about the nice parents ? They din't get back the good they did.

What I think may be happening is that only the bad things you sow, you get back. But the good things that you sow, don't really come back. Atleast not always. Do they really come back ? May be they do but are ignored ? May be there is no such thing as karma, at all ? May be you just gotta be smart enough to be able to get your way through ? Or, may be, like some folks say, you will reap benifits or suffer punishments in your next life. Ok, now that triggers off an all-together different discussion. So I'm gonna end this article on if karma actually gives you back everything ? And hey, what if you land up doing something wrong, without meaning to ? You would like to believe that nothing will happen to you if you don't mean to hurt anyone, and if your intentions are good and blah blah..

But, does karma know that ? Do things really happen like that ? If by mistake, you hit someone real hard, without meaning to, and the person punches you back in the face and walks off, would you think that it is karma ? Nope. Why ? Because you din't mean to, but it did happen, din't it ? You reaped the bad you sowed, without wanting to or not. May be karma works only for abstract things ? Like lets say, if someone is in trouble and I put in a few good words to make the person more comfortable, and some other time in life, God forbid, I am in trouble, then this person puts in a few good words back to make me feel better. Ah, there may be a chance that the person isn't able to show up when i need him/her. He/she may have genuine issues and may not be around. And may be the person is nice and is thinking that, Aww Parik.. I hope he is fine soon. But then all that is abstract. What controls actual practical karma related things ?

- Avi Me Dawal Yesu, Some of us @uni.. we wer der 4eech oder...

Dumbledore is dead !

The sixth Harry Porter book is out. Dumbledore dies. I know those who are reading this and haven't read the book yet, will be abusing me, but still. Snape is the one who kills dumbledore and flees to Lord Voldemorts side. Dumbledore wanted funeral at Hogwart and gets a grand one as per his wishes. Also, Minister of magic, Cornelius Fudge is fired and Rufus Scrimgeour is the new minsiter. Loads of other stuff too. However, this book has been focused, towards love and romance totally. Harry and Ginni Weasley (Ron weasley, his best friend's, younger sis) start to date but eventually Harry breaks off beacause he doesn't want Voldemort to attack Ginni to get him. Oh and, Ronald is snogging Lavender Brown, some chic from their class, to make Hermione jealous.. and is successful. Though they aren't actually together, its obvious that they have sparks.

The main reason for writing this entry is that, people think I don't ever do any general reading, but I can write well. True. I don't read much, except tech books, ofcourse. However, by seeing this title, I can make some people believe that even I read stuff, sometimes. Ah, that reminds me about this book called, The Boy Next Door. I read that one several times, over one year, in my 6th or 7th grade. Really nice one.

But I seriously wanna do three important things. One is start reading more. Two is start writing more, and espically work more on my book. And, Three, I wanna learn a new language, mostly spanish, or I may continue my stuff on french.

Noo, noo.. Please don't do magic on me.. Don't send me to Hogwarts..

I'm lonely; I want you.

"I'm so lonely" ..... "awwww" ..... "Date ?" ..... "umm, ok." ...
Does that really work ??? ... Duh !!! ... All the time !!!!!
I wonder how some of us guys get away with such things. On the other hand, women fall for such weird things. I mean, for God's sake, if he's all lonely and stuff and you go out on a date, and then he tells you stories about how cool he is and how chics like him, and blah blah, you get impressed or something of that sort? How is that supposed to work? Din't you like meet up with him coz he was lonely? What happened there ? Cmon !

Everyone.. well almost everyone.. has a past and obviously if you are becomgin friends with someone, at some point they will tell you about the past. However, it is interesting to note that they talk about it at a particular time. If he wants to lure you, in some sense, what he does is that he tells you about it at a time, when he thinks he can get the most sympathy out of you. Its impossible to tell weather a person is doing it because he / she wants to really share or to gain some points.

Yep. I'm gonna start writing about how guys try to get some women points, and how women try to get guy points. Well there, now something comes to my mind.. Ehh.. Im juz gonna postpone this one. So, sympathy gets a guy 10 woman points. And the woman's stupidy gets him another 90. Good for you man.

You know what that does ? It screws over the guy who actually likes a girl and wants her to know about his past, and you know wants to share stuff with her. It also screws up the guy who wants to actually be just friends.. uuummm.. no no.. i don't mean.. "jusstttt friends", i mean, literally, just a friend. Obviously there is never, no way to tell. So I guess the smarter ones will be able to convince a woman that they are the sincere kinds. The only satisfaction that the woman has is that he is smart enough to convince her that he is actually genuine. Even though, obviously many won't be. But then again, what can you do ?

Me.. Juz waiting.. for the right moment...

Happy Birthday Pinky!

Ah, nice idea. Today onwards I shall post a "Happy Birthday Friend!" blog for every friend's birthday that goes by. I will post an entry the very next day. So if you see an entry on the 24rd of May for me, you should figure out that my happy birthday is on the 23rd of May. Anyhow, so this way I can remember all the good (& bad) things about the person and can also give a small tribute to them. So when's your birthday?

Hmm.. About Pinky.. She is a simple person.. Laid back..
Pretty fun to be with.. and.. a very genuine person..
Bad things ? Is that all you guys wait for ? Shuh ! That's bad.
Don't really know bad things about her, guess I'm not thaaat close to her. But sure, shes a great friend.

So friday was her birthday, the 15th of July, and she invited us for dinner and then to a lounge after. It was called Maya Lounge. So I & Jas decided to go. We couldn't make it for the dinner.. I hear it was real good.. :( .. But.. Maya lounge was good too. Though there was no "maya" there. Mann ko mohit kur dene walli koi maya nahi thee... umm.. for Jason I mean.. He said that.. Yaa.. I mean in english though.. but yaa..

So, we reach there, change 4 trains, and reach the place. We then meet some people, and they leave! I was like, arre ! Lol.. I guess Indian parents and stuff, so some people do have to leave early.. Anyway.. we get drinks n stuff chat around and stuff, and someone asks me why am I quiet? Omg thats a rare sight, and if you are asking me that, means you are making a big mistake. Allright then, I couldn't control, and eventually she was pulling her hair.. Amm.. Lol.. hair.. well.. I just have one thing to say, lets not think what kids in India would call the hair, but personally, I would say, they are pretty. :)

Allright, so its going pretty ok, we try to dance on a floor. First of all, I just havent danced (unless I'm really drunk), for the last several months, coz I need to loose weight !!!! Its juz that I don't feel the same, and 95% of my clothes are tight. Arrrgghhhh..
Well the funnier thing is that, we were dancing on the floor.. no no.. I dont mean the dance floor.. I mean just the floor.. literally.. because.. there was no dance floor ! But then I guess, its a lounge, you're just supposed to sit around and get drunk. See I don't do that sort of things, coz, i need to loose weight na.

Anyhow, at about 130am or so when its closing, we leave, walk around in hunt for food like nomads. Again no desicions are made on time, and eventually we land up at this diner.. where no one actually eats. But it was ok, and the night was pretty good on the whole. Then I & Jas walk to the subway, wait for like an hour for the train, then take the train to 86th street, walk several blocks, drive all the way home.. and I come home to my baby and my blog..

- Happy Birthday Pinky!

We are just friends..

... which is totally cool ... ... u n t i l ... ... "just" becomes "jusssstttt". That extra emphasis on just. Damn. It can actually drive you crazy. Why would someone do that ? Is the guy blind that he won't see the different between her and her "just friends" ? I mean honestly, I sympathize with the guy whose girlfriend's have these so called "just friends". Friends are totally cool, but "just friends" ??

There are many brilliant theories to resolve the "just friends problem". One of the algorithms, is the simple "you do this, i do it too" algorithm. You know the tit for tat algorithm. But the thing is that, this tit for tat algorithm doesn't work with women. Why? Because, forget tit and tat, she has tit and tit.. which by the way.. can get you a lot of very very good, "just friends".

So we still don't have the " 'jussssttt' justification problem" solved. The question however, is not how do we solve this problem? It is, How much do you want the relationship? Because that is what everything depends on. If you don't really want it, then do hell with it. On the other hand, if you want it to go on, you gotta adjust. Gotta take it as its coming. Take it for a while, and hope that there is mutual understanding to resolve the issue. But then, there's a limit to everything. Beyond a point, anything can snap, isn't it ?

Some of us back @ uni... the fun days...

It's a man's choice !

Once upon a time there was a man, who dint tell anyone his financial matters; not his wife, not kids no one.. but.. he gave his family everything however he screwed up a few times.. so every1 pointed fingers at him in one way or the other and he dint know what to do..

Now he always told his kids the story of a man who was in the same situation never told anyone any financial details, what money comes from where and how he splits it but he never screwed up, and even if he did he would manage to make it up and he was the hero.. and everything.. He also always told his kids to never be in his own situation.. and if anything.. be in the situation of this other dude...

Today i was just reading and thinkin about these people.. and just thought.. what does a man have to do if he isn't financially stable ? He's screwed. I mean certain things juz wont work out for them, ever. Ok im not like getting married or anything.. dont worry im not planning for that stuff either.. But point is what is the worth of a man, the amount of dough he is worth ?

I gotta, gotta know how to keep my mouth shut. Thats the best way to deal with things.. coz what iv seen and heard isnt really pretty and if I learn to keep my mouth shut.. atleast i wont have to tell my wife details.. you know? Coz she ain't gonna understand anyway; woman, isn't it ? I can juz say i love you.. and.. ill get u this and that.. or ill take u here n there i dont have to say ... Oops i think i should get it next month.. or we should do it later..

But damn, I'm worried about my future. Somehow, these thoughts fade out real easy. My dad who has been in several occult sciences for the last 30 years, just for his hobby, always told me that no matter what issues I will have I will get past them, real swift. But you know what.. I can still feel IT coming..

Me.. In my office @ IBM.. Last Year..

Balls To You !

Ah, so the plan for today worked. I mean it was a fairly simple plan, but still, cmon. We had decided to drive to white plains, and play pool all day :) And we did. So it was good. My fingers felt stretched out, we played so much. It just reminded me of the days in bombay when we used to play for hours and hours. For about a year and a half there was a crazy crazy pool craze all around. There were pool parlours all around. Some could fit in just one table. Anyone who wanted to make a lill money opened up one, coz college students from all over would flood the place. And obviously, when there are so many pool parlours, there's a problem of choice. Not just for us, for the owners too. They were short of names. So they had names like, Balls throughout, 8-ball, pool-pool, juz balls, balls 2 u, etc.

So we played n played, and it was so much fun. Got my skills back :) Just had not played in a long time. However, the thing that I do with my yahoo pool.. that did not stop for some reason. Yeah, for those who have played yahoo pool with me must know that I always pot the black ball at the wrong time. I won 9 games and so did Jason. However, I potted the black for him, in like 7 of the games. Aint that crazy.

Anyway, after that we walked around for a bit and went shopping. I left my glares yesterday at this weird french place, so had to buy new ones.. and I did.. and they are soooo gooooood. They are cooooooool. Kinda like the old ones, but way cooler. I'v also been hunting for black cargos, with like atleast 20 pockets, but never found any decent black cargo pants, not even in Soho yesterday. Today wen I saw these really cool, off white cargos, I just could'nt resist and bought those too, with a really wicked black t-shirt. First comment I got on it, "You look like an american kid, whats up with that ?" And I was like.. NOooohHH !

What a shot ! Just see.. Just see the positioning..

One step at a time . . . .

The title to this entry sounds so philosophical for some reason. Anyway, I never really take one step at a time.. Well.. actually I do.. but I guess... I don't want to.. I tend to want to take several steps at a time.. like jump a few steps and get what I want.. But somehow it doesn't work. Since the time I was seven and a half years old I have had this feeling that something BIG is meant to happen for me. I'm here to do something... something great... grand... and stuff like that.

Anyway, so I skipped the planning steps, as usual, and took off for the city. "The city" like someone mentioned is in reference to manhattan only, and no other parts of New York city. So its me and Jas enjoying the bright day, racing around, feel fidgity with the bikers on the streets and stuff, and eventually after a fair bit of fun reach the city. We met two other IBM interns on the way and they happen to be chinese. Very authentic, from China. And they took us to China town, for some original, very real, authentic, like-in-china type of cantonese food, ordered in mandrin chinese language apparently. We then walked around China town and shopped for small trinklets and stuff like that.

Then we went to Soho.. shopped around for a bit.. and then Jason is like.. dude, call those ditcher friends of yours who ditched us for laser tag.. and Im like.. okaaayyy.. and we met up with my friends in the city from last year.. and had a good time.. bowling and stuff.. (I won.. Obbb-veee-yusss-leeee).

That was one nice day. I met super woman, saw this really crazy kid who was fighting with everyone and throwing water ballons on his parents and family for no good reason and stuff like that. But what happened was that we walked for hours and hours and did not make any desicion about what to do next.

Six people, and still no desicion. We talked and diverted each other all the time. And I did realize that I will need to do something to get a desicion soon.. ok.. I mean... Ill have to make a desicion soon... about my career and stufff.. was kinda worried about it... not that Ill have issues or anything.. but just that.. I wanna be definitive about what Im gonna do next.. It still feels like its close.. its coming up... its meant for me and only me.. and it isn't too far now.. The Big Thing I Mean..

Kadam kadam badhaaye jaa..