Creepy Guy

Disclaimer : This post is dedicated to one of the finest creepy guys in my life!

"How can we be happy if someone in the family is sad?", he said.

I was an emotional wreck. But  these words managed to divert my attention for a bit.

Whaaaaat?? I am his family? Gosh! Do I cry out aloud or do I be happy and welcome myself to whatever creepy thing I am supposedly a part off??

I look at the pair of hot legs carrying a smoking hot lady and I think, family it is! So there we were, a family - a kid, a hot moma and the creepy guy.

This incident marked the first experience of my latest and probably one of the best gangs I've ever had. It all started with one guy.  There were additions to the family in terms of conjoined twins, again showed way by the creepy guy.There are a plenty of names I use generously to indicate his presence - Cheap, Irritating, Annoying, Cheap.. oh wait, I've already covered that! I think he would be begging me to stop! So lemme  zero down on one name - CREEPY GUY! He would vehemently disagree, but then these are the benefits I get for owning the blog!

Had I known he would cling to my life for this long, I would have said no to "Love Aaj Kal" (or would I??) Had I known what a creepy smile would be flashed, I would've have never asked him to smile!
Had I known what a fantastic driver he is (shivers!), I would not have the guts to sit in that sassy thing he owns! (hot moma agrees!!)

<sigh> Now that I've committed more mistakes than I probably should have and there's no turning back, I might as well go ahead and congratulate myself for all the mistakes! For had it not been for them, I would've lost out on an all in one friend/philosopher/photographer/joker/teacher/punching-bag/partner in crime and believe me it would've been my loss entirely!

From feeding me junk and making me miss my gym to commenting on my increasing waistline - he's committed all the sins a man probably can! But then again, by getting me coffee at unearthly hours, nursing my injuries and lending me an ear when it mattered the most, he has more than made up for that!

The amount of perseverance in this guy has to be applauded. He's almost like a reincarnated form of Mother Teresa! He's fought every attempt made to take him out of my life until I shrugged my shoulder and said, "Fine dude, you win!" I couldn't be happier that he did win. "You are like a rose", he said, "we just need to learn how to deal with the thorns to have you in our lives". Dealing with those thorns is not an easy job, but what can i say to a person who's hell bent on getting pricked to keep something which probably isn't all that worthy, in his life! There's indeed nothing much you can say to a person, who holds your happiness at such esteemed heights and ensures your smile never leaves you (even if its for good!!!)

There was a time when the only thing i liked about him was his i20! (and no I wasn't alone!) But now that the i20 is gone, I am forced to open my eyes to this fantastic personality who has enhanced my life in more ways than I can mention. From laughing at people's miseries, to going out of our ways creating new miseries for them, we have done it all! (I still hope i20 is gonna be shared between dude and moi!)

Creepster, I haven't seen a person more giving than you. I don't know how you do it, but you are simply the best at it. From making the devil wear a "parda" (i still don't believe you said that!) to singing loudly in the middle of the bay, you have been a 24/7 entertainment channel! To see you chasing your dreams is so endearing. You make me look beautiful in your photos (oh yeah people.. kick-ass photographer!!) but you make me feel even better by being a part of my journey.

Here's to your life, which I hope would be more beautiful than the most beautiful pic you've ever clicked (me on the enfield!). Wish you a HAPPY HAPPY BDAY!

P.S: I am bad with dates. Please refer this post every time I fail to call you on this day!

Simply beautiful!

Pre-requisite :  Watch Kung Fu panda!

"I am not a big fat panda. I am THE big fat panda." I had goosebumps the first time I heard this. This made me think, the major source of inspiration is always provided by something or someone you least expected it from!

I've always been a fan of animated movies. There's something about them which is so surreal but still one feels connected to them. People term them "fairy tales" and laugh them off their head "it's just a movie.. its never gonna happen in real life". Again, its just the way you look at life. Would you rather say "Oh.. I just have one slice of pizza left <sigh>" or would you say <burp>"Just done with 3 slices of deliciously yummy pizza! Should be able to fit in one more <eye the leftover slice greedily >"

 Life is just like that pizza. Yummy, slurpy and God damn delicious. Would you rather crib about the one left over slice or enjoy the 3 slices and make way for the 4th??  In life you may not get what you want, you may not get what you think you deserve but you get what you require to live. If you think otherwise, then you've been cribbing about the one last slice of pizza!!! In the end, its not about what you have or how much you have. It's about how well have you utilized what you've, which brings me back to the main topic for today!

Simple characters leading simple lives and doing something extraordinary with it - pretty much sums all my favorite animations. It's always the simple things in life, that get better of human beings <adult kinds>. An adult brain is almost always cornucopia of thoughts. But as Master Oogway would say "Your mind is like this water my friend, when it get's agitated it becomes difficult to see. But if you allow it to settle the answer becomes clear". Stressed about your life, your work or just in plain despair and wanna run away? Master Oogway would also say "One often finds his destiny on the path he takes to avoid it "

Most of the times, finding the solution to a problem is an extended task. The solution may be simple as hell but its that simplicity that takes time to be discovered! Embrace life for what it is, rather than what you think you can make out of it. Lower your defenses and breathe through every pore. Un-complicate your life and say hello to simplicity!

 P.S : This post has been a draft since I saw Kung Fu panda! Today's the day I give it, it's due!

Pox.com

After long evading session of word games, looks like I finally feel my throat again! It hurts a bit.. but what the heck.. YEAH!!

I am sure by now you all know what a self-obsessed narcissistic I am. So brace your self as I ramble on and on about the latest entry in my life! I thought 21st Century Pox was a cool name, but check this one out.. POX.COM! Its almost like my coolness has become directly proportional to  the number of little soldiers with victory sap on my body!

I had mentioned something about 80-20 principle in one of my earlier posts (if anyone can get the name of that post without looking for it in my blog, I will dedicate a post to you!!) So coming back to the principle. If I were to apply it on my life right now, I would say that the pox constitutes about 20% of my life. (If i were better at math, I am sure the percentage would've been a lot lesser!) 80% of my life would now depend on how I am gonna take up to it!

Again, going back to one of my posts (prize remains!) its important to chose one's destiny. It's very uncanny how the world changes accordingly, how it dances to your tunes! After initial skepticism of the SCARY SCARS, I told my self, what the hell are those? I guess half of our fears will disappear if you just let the event unfold and not be scared of the unknown.

Will there be a rebound or a relapse? According to the experienced souls NO!

Will  I recuperate in time to avail the actual leaves I had applied in office? I don't know.

Will I be allowed to take those leaves after this fiasco? I don't know.

Most importantly, how long will these scars last? Again, a mixture of experienced souls opinions and a lot of "I don't know".

Just reading the above lines, I feel so positive that there is no sure shot answer to anything! Its just meant to unravel on its own, at its own sweet time. Rushing into them can only mean colliding a truck at 200 km/hr or coming under an elephant (whichever is more painful!)

I've heard to a lotta stories from n number of people. People who've lost limbs and can't go back to their previous life. People who've some serious issues and are not even aware of their life right now! When I see all this, I can't stop thanking my luck. Bickering about small things in life, right from zits to a ponch, from grey hair to a slightly-messed-up-but-far-away-from-self-destruction-of-a-bone-structure. I've been rocking all the way!

No, I am sure as hell,not unraveling mysteries for you (or praising myself to no extent!)You are reading about a person who is scared of a cockroach. As in SHIIIIT SCAREED!!!  But now, I am OK being with it in a room (like Kms apart, but a start nevertheless!!) So what I am saying is why fear something that has no structure? When its nothing but a bunch of "I don't know's". Instead face whats there in front of you (like the cockroach for ex) (yiikkesss.. i hope pox has nothing to do with bladder control!!). Face it till either of the 2 seize to exist, either you or your fear. (I could have sworn this line was mine, but a have a feeling somebody might have already ripped it off!!) Time to reunite with your fears and bid them a farewell. once FOR ALL!!!

21st century POX!

I always believed in joining the dots and giving the picture a meaning. Little did I realize that my entire body would be submerged in a million of those ugly dots!! I thought having a back ache at this age sucks. But you know what sucks more? CHICKEN POX! Reminds me of this episode in F.R.I.E.N.D.S, where Phoebe is down with the pox. "How can I've chicken pox! I don't even eat chicken!!" she says. Now now, I am ill remember? Any crap would make sense to me!!

Now you must be wondering, why on earth am i sitting in front of a comp while all i should be doing is taking rest. My friends, rest is not an option when even lying down is turning out to be painful! I love it when people run errands for me. Right from changing my sheets to bringing me food. But for the past few days, the "princess" treatment is kinda too much to handle! Especially when the "princess" is all set to audition for Lady Frankenstein! Just received a call from a "well-wisher". He was kind enough to offer to take a pic of mine and show it to me sometime in future when I demanded to watch a scary movie! It's astonishing how a human brain works!

Okie.. I've been staring at the monitor for over 10 mins now. I must be really ill. I am almost never short of words! So I guess i am gonna muster all the courage I've and get done with this.

All this while I thought health was the most hyped thing. I've never really fallen sick apart from a few cases here and there of some allergy/ food poisoning. Yes, I do have some other issues but for my benefit, I shall not bring them up now. So as I was saying, I've been the "I can never fall ill" types. Put me up with a bunch of coughing wizzards or sneezing witches, I am gonna stand my ground and contract nothing! So when that first boil came up, I was like whaaaa.. guess some sortaa viral. Lets get it checked. Next day that lone soldier was visited by few of his relations. Alarm bells rang! DOCTOR! SOS!

As I look at the first boil that appeared on my hand, must I say, he's swelling with pride! The juices of victory ready to spill out at slightest contact. GROSE! Next time I say, I wanna experience it all, I am gonna be more careful! Here's what I've to say to you,

Dear Mr Pox,

I know you love me. Don't blame you. People with brains can't get enough of me. You are still a brainless pox. My body has become your temple. It's kinda touching how you wanna make a mark on every part that constitutes me. You did make me realize that health is indeed everything. I guess being the thick skulled that I am, I wouldn't have realized it any other way. You have ensured that I can't talk much, instilling faith in the proverb, "silence is golden". You have kept me away from junk and sweets for a reasonable amount of time, putting it on my face, that a healthy diet is the starting step to losing weight.

Also, thanks for instilling the fact that I am different - you came to me during winter, you came to me when I am an adult! You must really care for what I think of myself!

 As I look at the mirror now, I know I am still beautiful. Inner beauty is always there to stay. It'll probably take me a while to get back to being a rockstar, but all in good time. After completely invading my body (and throat) isn't  it time for you to leave me? You have enjoyed my company for this long. Don't get them jealous! Ok ok.. I am sorry I said I have really high immunity. Forgive me and leave me alone! and yeah.. take the scars with you PLLLEEEAAAASSSEEE.

P.S : Thanks for giving me company, Achmed the dead terrorist!

Stuck in a jam!!!

After a long hard day at work, I find myself in the bus - drenched, parched and completely drained. My eye lids are yearning to touch one another and have a moment frozen in time. My brain is fighting sleep with such valor, that I feel like recognizing its valiant  effort with a pat of appreciation! Surely my eye lids could care a rat's ass about me being flung across the ignition box of the bus, right through the wind shield, at the slightest of breaks! (the prospects of which seemed highly likely looking at how our gallant driver was maneuvering his royal vehicle!) Balancing myself on that god damned seat was a herculean task. Adding to this, I was battling mosquitoes with every ounce of my left-over energy. Fighting my sleep off, I was consoling myself - Tomorrow is gonna be rocking! All these tasks, being done by one person. ME! I feel like I am a mean, trying to be lean, massively parallel processing machine!!!

After a prolonged music session, I had to bid goodbye to my ear phones. After listening to people filled with "everything close to crap", my ear drums were screaming to be rescued from music of any kind! Hence I exit my music player, switch off the radio and gape at the world outside the bus. As I look outside the door, I see a world fresh out of a shower. Flying roaches, barking dogs, bickering people, everything seemed to be alive and in motion, apart from the traffic. All the bangaloreans know what I mean when i say TRAFFIC!

I guess it's pretty safe to say, traffic jams are almost like a knowledge hub. I can now name almost all the popular brands of automobiles and their latest versions. And why? Coz I can see a live demonstration of their updated, upgraded features in front of my own tired eyes. All I need to do is look outside the window! Being gadget-illiterate, I just have to spot people with opposite interests as mine. And then I see them removing one gadget after the other from their "magician's hat" - working, pretending to work, showing off their latest acquisitions! (I finally know what an I-pad is! YIPPIEE!!)

I see the best and the costliest of vehicles stuck at the same place for minutes together. Suddenly my eyes move to the side of the road. A bunch of workers on their cycles, seem to be enjoying the rain. And worst of all, they seemed to give two hoots about the traffic! I was plonked on a not so comfortable seat which was atleast 10 times more comfortable than those cycle seats. As one of those rare days, I had worked for more than 8 hours. I saw no reason to smile, let alone enjoy the whole scene. I presumed that these workers worked for minimum 8 hours daily, earned much lesser than what I did when I started my career and they sure as hell have no transport facility provided by their employers. But there they were, happy and smiling, as if they knew something I didn't. I should be jealous!

Jam persisted. I was still stuck there. But these guys managed to disappear in no time. They coolly lifted their cycles on to the pavement and pedaled away to obscurity! And there I still see Mr Merc standing right beside our bus, with its majestic aura doing very little to help the situation! I guess expensive is not always comfortable or convenient!

People run behind riches all the time. Run at a break-neck pace. Not realizing that if and when they finally get them, they might just be stuck in a jam. A jam from which they cannot flee as the risks are way to high. Even if they wanna get back to simple living high thinking, simple living is now a distant dream. They cry in vain, wanting to get back to where they started off, for they forgot to enjoy the journey. Journey from a cycle to Merc, which might have opened avenues, changed perspectives, taught them a life changing lesson, was not lived well as they believed destination mattered the most. Now when they turn to look back, the path is obscure and the journey has faded. You can never bring back the past to enjoy moments you had missed earlier. Don't let things fade, live your journey, for only then when you reach your destination can you say "I HAVE ARRIVED".