one hell of a saturday

So.... U live in this n what do u do each weekend. Just sit at home n enjoy d laziness of d monumental burden on earth that u r. Sumwhere anna hazare might be getting sumthing done fr d country n countless ppl r on d verge of a historic moment.... I took a detour..... Did sumthing normally dont hav d courage or will to do.
So 2 ppl on a bike 2 enjoy d day.... N d meanwhile getting comfortable n friendly. So i guess friends can really make life n in dis case chennai worth loving.
Be it d amazing beaches or d roadside chai or even fortune tellers who r just Too keen to get u married by sum stroke of luck n get sumthing to eat too.... Its d simple things in life dat really make it so much beautiful..... Be it d long walk or a long talk..... Or a bike ride or even a simple smile..... It does wonders to sumone's day n mood.
So wat i hav till now written doesnt explicitly state wat i did on saturday..... N i m pretty sure u might not be too interested in wat i hav got 2 say too. Waise bhi yaar ur life is too much messed up if u want 2 read abt my saturday.
Just wanted to say that mayb.... U think u r nt at d best of places wid d best of pubs or hang outs..... Bt really ppl do dose really matters. Wat matters is ppl....n u can easily get gud ppl nywhere.... Remember normal distribution.....d concept works here too..... Trust me. So smile a little.... N smile 2 d unknown ppl around u.... U might never know u might me making sum1 else's day.

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afternoon scrawls

There comes a time in life when everything seems haywire.... When u feel dat its nt what u thot or really imagined life to be. In this time of desperation what should be one's course.... to go on living d life one has right now or take a stand to change it. Can we develop the courage to understand this desperation and do we do nything to change it.
Are we not the biggest catalysts in our own lives ?? we are d drivers of our fate. Destiny is what we make of ourselves.
Everyday we look at our surroundings n find ppl hurrying to reach their destinations. Bt d thing we notice is dey r running to go to their everyday jobs being a puppet in d hands of a big company. But do v ever divert our attention to the chosen few who may not b as well off or maynot hav as much money as d oders but these r d ppl who r living their dreams. Dey r running to make a mark.... A diff ......n dey r nt giving up even after so many failures
Where do i stand in both these sets?? am i d driver of my life or am i being driven like d majority. Will i make a diff in d world like a select few?? bt to answer this question..... To make a diff...... Every1 needs 2 follow dere dream.....be dat change dey want 2 see in d world.

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my life here n now

Are you one of those people who spent their lives looking for the perfect one and in the meantime also become aware that all except you are having fun.
What right have you got to bind yourselves in these chains of misery and be judgemental of each and every step you take.
These are the preconcieved notions that really provide an obstruction for you to grow and be a better person. I may love and lose but atleast i have the courage to put my heart out there. It is another thing that my heart would be scrambled like a boiled egg.
I may be far from perfect. But get one thing clear guys...... Imperfection rocks.

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Chennai and its effects

Chennai... the one city I never dreamt of arriving... but after 23 years of my life spent in rather not awkward places, God wanted me to have a taste of a different India... where simplicity blooms and woman are identified by the gazras rather than clothes, where hearing a hindi word might be really once in a blue moon and humidity is omnipresent. The kick in the knickers..... Chennai which north indians dread. I dreaded it too but Fate has a way of coming back to you and kick you in the nuts when you are busy not believing it.

Its almost 2 months I have been here... n this is my experience in the city.

I came to this city for my 1st job. The job I was looking to make a point... to prove myself which needs to be pointed out that there isin't much to prove. The journey started on a promising note.. meeting new people, meeting old people and forging relationships, finding a place and for the 1st time.. being really independent. Induction was a great experience. But it wasn't all there was. The journey and the people in it lasted 2 weeks. N then it became clear to me that Chennai was the place to be. Howsoever hard I may try to break free from it.... I can't.

The realization was one which clearly didn't go well down my "dreams of being in mumbai " mind. One of the sideeffects of being a hardcore optimistic are accepting reality and moving on.

I found a home... with 3 friends and a job that was the least bit interesting. But it seems a bit fika argument when from d 1st salary n scraping from here and there you can afford a mobile phone n dat too samsung galaxy s :-) .

N if u r nt serious cribbing of no bars n pubs....u get too love the beautiful sea which works wonders with the mood and can convert ny non chennaite into a great lover( not me tho.... i m made of stronger stuff:-)).

N ny place is made by the kind of people they hav.... N chennai has quite a lot....nt dat gud 2 luk at bt gr8 at heart.

Its a bumpy ride till now.... Bt u find friends n life kicks ass. Dat is what i did.