The trip that wasn't...

First of all the heading should be read like this "The trip that wasn't.....(supposed to be....)

"Well its 4:00 am in the morning,everyone's hungry...time for some poha..but where do we get the bikes from??...somehow after a lot of struggle we managed 3 bikes..(Alas, one bike dint start..dunno y!!!), So we were left with 2...now 7 people in 2 vehicles...who cares...!!lets go...4+3....All right, we reach station at about 4:45 in the morning...(of course after a customary photo session at the petrol pump..)having poha,tea,coffee...suddenly comes up a idea by the kid(pardon me Goku....:P) among the lot..."Let's go to Agra"...naively and very affirmatively agreed upon by everyone....(I bet no one said that seriously...).There were some concerns though

1)The first question...Money...Thanks to me i apparently agreed to sponsor the trip...(mind u all..APPARENTLY!!..I want the money back...:P)

2)Clothes:Actually this was even important than money 4 some....(What say D***A???).But somehow evry1 agreed to go abt in their lowers and "chaddas"....except one..!

3)Bikes:we'll park them in the parking

4)Oops:we completely forgot classes...do hell with it..just one..(there was one more..but we hardly attend that one..:P)

5)There were some other concerns too..Some people were worried about what if there is an urgent need to perform the morning chores...:Pbut those issues were taken care of..

Again thanks to Goku,n for that matter me too..we straight away went to the ticket counter and got us 7 tickets....and called up the ones in hostel to come over asap...

So in just about 5 minutes,we materialsed a plan, which had for so long,always been confined to just a plan..No swine flu fevers, no last minute refusals, no nothings...Yes,we were finally going...and what a way...!!!completely out of the blue...but that's what actually made it memorable and adventurous...

Back to the anecdote..once we were bak with the tickets...a look of bewilderment was visible on everyone's faces....and everybody was trying to hide that...(even dat was visible..bad work guys..:P)Nevertheless...we boarded the train,we somehow,managed to stand through that 2 hrs period...and once we got down,it was a wonderful feeling, was gettin a kind of kick,just by thinking of the idea of coming to Agra..All excited, we went staright to THE TAJ MAHAl,the beautiful Taj Mahal....Yes It was indeed beautiful...and so were the visitors...What we actually deduced was...(Taj to photo me bhi dekh lenge..but ye nahi....:P)Once the photo shoots in Taj was over we went over to the Fort, but every one was totally exhausted by then,firstly we had all pulled out an all-nighter, then the two hour ride in train,and of course the scorching heat added fuel to the fire...Nevertheless, we had lunch and the excitation level again went to its peak..We were now heading towards the end of this spontaneous trip...(i agree it was short,but at the same time "awesome"..)

Coming back was was the worst part of the entire journey...We could hardly find an inch to keep our foot,forget the sitting part(or even standing comfortably...)Even amidst that rush,the eunuchs and the "beediwala" and the "chanawala"and all sorts of these people managed to make their way through...I wonder how!!!!

So In the end what really mattered was..we pulled out a wonderful spontaneous,adventurous and memorable trip...and now if I go 4 the roadies auditions..I would at least have something to say:P(I know this sounds cheesy..but yes I always wondered what would I answer:P)!!

Now, this is Nirvaan signing off, hoping for another such pleasant trip and hoping the ones who dint come up this time(We missed u..), would surely be a part of the next...

Signing Off

Nirvaan

Tashan mein....

This post is dedicated to special guys...i m sure they've understood just by reading the title, so no use writing their names.Yes a pretty long time....4 months and 19 days...but bt ds post cud nt hav cm up anytime sooner because eventually i have got a platform where i can speak my heart out,without thinking about any bloody tom, dick or harry...entirely mine...Yes, we as a team have done it and done it with style!!(dunno how many more times I am going to repeat it..:P)Aurora 2010 is successful...not just by the deeds of the 2 coordinators..oops 4(and of course our very dear faculty coordinator)but because of this entire group of people involved in making it a success...I don't think i need to name each one of them because the list would be just too long....
Now,this post for me is to share my experiences,put forth my mistakes,and for proposing the all important vote of thanks...(which i guess has been done pretty well)..Now moving on to the 1st 2 points...Firstly coordinating a fest of such stature is never a job of just 2 persons,and its not as simple as it initially seems...There's a hell lot of a difference between jotting down the plans on paper and actually putting it to practice...What we had to do for taking it to a level,we had initially thought of is actually not possible to be written down in so small a place..Our expectations from people involved with us proved to be miniscule in comparison to the efforts and dedication actually put in by them....Once again Thank you!(This goes 4 all:lovely juniors,ever supporting seniors,my beloved batch mates and of course those even dearer;) )Not everything was as smooth as it seemed on the 3 days of the fest...We had our share of glitches and hiccups,moments when we thought lets just finish it off...but ultimately when Krishna took the stage,that was the moment,the golden moment, and i could see those 3 months in front of my eyes in a flash...Everything had paid off...Every risk was worth taking,every penny was well spent,basically everything had fallen into the right place...So,for now signing off coz minors r on the card and i m not just getting enough of this Aurora stuff,but now its high time and I better start going or this hangover is going to cost me dearly...(as pointed out by someone very dear...)However, these 3 months of my life can never be replaced,i made some relations and realized the importance of some others..which will always remain etched in my mind heart and soul...Once again Thank You All..!!
Signing Off
Nirvaan

The Story of My Marriage...

Boy loves girl, Girl loves boy. Their families are against their marriage, Ultimately, love overcomes all hindrances, they get married. Sounds like a cliché Bolly plot? Not quite, although practically the only catch being, they bring home the bacon without eloping or being estranged to their families. Right from page 1,rather from preface,well actually from the page before preface(i don't know what u call dat..!!) its riveting. He magnanimously dedicates this book to his in-laws(probably the 1st ever..!)Even his disclaimer reads.'You only make digs at people you care for’. With this, he subtly takes the liberty to make mirthful jokes of everything ‘Tamil’. It actually has glimpses of 'Five Point Someone', thrown here and there..prof's daughter..scandal in IIT,..Girlfriend's Dad's nightwear(In this case 'lungi':P)..missed previous convocation etc. Although Bhagat requests this book be treated as fiction he admits this is inspired by his own experiences.
The story moves at a brisk pace.The main protagonist's (Ananya and Krish) entire IIM career is done in about 36 pages. Needless to say it involves sex, sleepovers, studies and a self-satisfied solitary existence. The story then oscillates between Delhi and Chennai, so expect a lot of local jargon from these two states. Of course like all his rest of the novels this too has a happy ending (he could have tried something better here though..).
Amidst all this there is a healthy dose of colloquial humor. For instance: Krish, on visiting Ananya’s house for the first time, asks for Ananya and describes her father’s look “As if I asked him where he kept his porn collection.” In another scene, after making out and being asked by Ananya about future he writes "It is amazing how vulnerability in a relation shifts from boy to girl after having sex". He rightly states "In India, you don’t marry the guy (or girl for that matter), you have to marry the family. In fact, Krish does get 4 gold rings made to propose girl’s entire family!" Sounds cheesy ? Besides this he also puts light on some truths of life ,through his own witticism. As in the beginning when a prof humiliates Ananya, Krish consoles her by saying "Wont you hate an eleven year old if he earns more than you?"
Many people don't quite have a high opinion of this book, saying he has been exaggerating, he's being predictable in all his writings, he doesnt go into the nitty gritties of writing styles, rhymes and aliterations etc.Hell..who cares as long it can keep u engrossed. His words are simple, and his characters very much identifiable and they talk, just like the way, you or I speak. he has this wonderful 'out-of-the-bed' kind of writing style, which helps him connect to the readers instantaneously. Moreover he never claims to be a gramatically correct or writing a life changing novel.So, whats the big fuss about?
Well, Critically speaking(just because some bad points needs to be written too, I am doing this) I feel its written keeping a movie script in mind, and not a novel(not that this takes away his credentials..!!). His routine love making descriptions are like "Here comes the item number of the book"..And yes I can certainly see that the sequel to '3 idiots' is already set up(Not to mention his one liners can surely draw a huge lot of 'seetis' from 1st row )
To sum it all up, its a merger of the Alpha TV with the Sun Tv, a book worth spending 95 bucks. and I would personally suggest you to grab a copy and read it at one go. But then, thats just me...

Signing off
Nirvaan

The year that is...so far

As always..its been yonks i've explored this dimension of my self, blame it on..mmmm..well this time 'Sorry blame it on me..'(I luv this song;))This has been a very consequential year by far...Some highlights are 'The rise of a leader in the likes of Rahul Gandhi who single handedly led the UPA govt into a formidable position, The Commercialization of the Brand Called Cricket and Cricketers..How about a 'Sachin Pepsi Tendulkar' or say a 'Swapnil Nano Asnodkar' in the form of IPL..oops IPL2'.No wonder toddlers wud sun b taught 1,2,3,4,5,DLF Maximum,7..:O. Around the same time The Zoo Zoo effect caught the nerves of the Indian audience.If Hutch made Pug the ‘national’ dog, Zoo Zoo’s became the new youth icon - one that was truly missed after IPL’s grand finale. The undercover SouthAfrican svelte belly dancers compelled the viewers not to fiddle with their remote controls even during commercial breaks..Not long after was the disappointing Budget 2009,leaving the general public lamenting.After all it was the first budget post recession and too much was expected out of it(We hate Pranab Mukherjee..X-().However there was also a somewhat consoling Railway Budget(at least for Bengal)..God Bless Mamata...!!

Moving on to some International NewsMakers..The Death Of MJ(Is it a he..?Is it a She..?No..its Michael Jackson:P) and the rise of Swine Flu clearly steals the show in terms of Popularity..:P.The mysterious death of MJ triggered an outpouring of grief around the world, creating surges of Internet traffic and causing sales of his music to soar,even the likes of Obama and Manmohan Singh(I doubt he had even heard his name before..:S) couldnt help offering their condolences .On an even sadder note the H1N1 virus really spread like wildfire,affecting almost all the nations across the globe.A more personal setback was that our trip to Agra was called off.(I hate you filthy,stinky pigs)After national and International highlights moving on to some local news..The construction of Jinsi nala Pul is finally complete(frankly speaking I never expected it to run atleast until my postgraduation or shud i say Integrated Post graduation:P) and our very own DDmall is meliorating day by day(the ladies in there 2;))Oh how could i forget the Mafia Mania which has about 25 million active accounts on facebook itself leave aside, myspace and yahoo..Very few could escape this mafia mania in our college too with 'help Don X with this job' and 'Help Don Y to gain these articles' becoming a regular on facebook walls(u dont bliv it..jst chk ur wall i bet u wud;)).There are no more cases i find worth a mention here,and so its a gud bye 4 now...
Signing Off-Nirvaan

note:this blog is penned as i was afraid my grey cells wud get damaged in these 4 days of unending, draggy, and most importantly irksome hols,and yes here i wud lik to thank ma frnd,who actually exhorted me into this lucubration called blogging:)

Choice...A Consequence of Conscience....

Its been a long time and i owe this delay to my training period. However, it's better late than never. Surviving the hot days of summer in the pink city, a week in 'the Scotland of the East' was definitely refreshing. Now that I have some time at my hand, it's back to blogging. During childhood we were taught a numerous things ; mannerisms, etiquette, discipline all forms the backbone of our life and we took them to be the pedagogues of a blissful life.
How to talk, how to behave, how to sit, how to eat, what to eat, everything. "beta don't do this, beta don't do that" and we assumed whatever we are told is correct, believing them blindfolded. Now that I have gained conscience and matured a bit, thankfully I find most, rather all of them (of course we can't do away with the exceptions) to be very true. The 'for' part being done with, lets talk about the 'againsts'. First of all the eating habits. We were (am sure most of us were) told by our elders that fruits, green vegetables are good for health, but according to us these are the things of the past, and we the so called Gen X, feed and grow on soft drinks, chips and pastries. Things which were not talked about at home, i.e. we learnt from magazines or newspapers or our beloved friends, is automatically believed to be a taboo (although we all practice them). The adolescent talks that we find very exciting are not to be discussed in family. We have grown up with these morals flowing in our veins. If we keenly observe, it's a universal rule - anything that excites us and is not told by our elders is forbidden. (I wonder why the greatest of scientists and psychologists never figured it out!) Right from the day of our birth the mantra of "Early to Bed, Early to rise, makes one healthy wealthy and wise" has been crammed into our minds. And most of us did follow it until a certain age, however once we grow up and gain conscience there are very few left to preach this mantra (pardon me if m being a bit stereotypical, but this is what i see around me) As we grow, our choices change, the same denims that we once kept for occasional wears bought on our birthdays by our parents, now seem out of fashion, in fact they are not worth wearing even at home. Now we only want  branded clothes (how much we can afford is a different conversation altogether). This is the very consequence of our maturity. We all know that smoking and drinking is injurious to health and have grown up hating people who exercise these acts, but now many of us have ourselves started them completely aware of how fatal it can be. Who can we blame it on other than our own conscience. To sum up, it's not a moral speech or lecture i m delivering its just a thought I had a few days ago and wanted 2 share.

Signing off

Nirvaan