Not being able to sleep is the most commonest and the most habitual problem pertaining in the world, but not trying to sleep and trying to make something good out of the time is simply just worthless, and above that if you are feeling damn sleepy then the matters goes just out of your hands. its not that sleeping is a utmost necessary part of your life, but it is one of the most crucial and unavoidable part too. sometimes i feel that in this never ever stopping world, where everyone is in the hurry of getting somewhere, to someplace, as fast as possible, avoiding all sorts of heckles, hassles so to add some extra time to the most desired and accepted part of life.. the comfort... to live a life which is full of mechanical and electrical components helping each and every second to provide the human being the best form of survival.
Assume you are in a moment where the life has stopped, all the thought process has ceased... the continuous sound of the eloping world of which you have become so used too has lost his voice and you can now just hear your breathe, your blood traveling across all the borders of the vessels.... even the movement of the eye's sound is now baffling you... the only thing that is can make your body placid is the alarm of no activity, that is, trying to put your red cells not to hurt you anymore, for that to happen, you have to breathe less, for that you have to make each and every part of your body as relaxed as possible, soon your eyes tend to curl-up themselves as they are trying to have a nice cuddle with the lashes... the muscles are now have to perform a different role which they are otherwise obliged to do... they are trying not to stickup and try to remain in the position as they are in... which is hard to do as slowly they are loosing the grip over each other.... trying to defy the universal force of nature.. the gravity... the rhythmic sound of the heart pounding has now changed into a short poem by your favorite poet, which keeps on repeating with the utmost melodious tune possible.... and finally......after all this.. soon the moment gets over.... the cruel world again barges into.... rupturing all the quietness and peacefulness of mind... thrusting your eyes to roll back into the position, threating your heart to pump as fast as possible, diddering your muscles to hold on and blast like and rocket engine.... this is when you find the hardest part of your life, where you want to live into the moment to indefinite time and the system around you always plunges into.. to put and end...
Monday, July 7, 2008
Dost
this is about my dear mear friend 'the dost'... now the evident why he is called 'dost' is the way with which he refers to the every soul in the world. you just have to scream a bit on him and then there is the most dominating word of the world comes up.. why dominating?.. becoz i have seen him getting the tedious work done by the soft but strong in sense word 'dost' followed by a cute smile (which is rather a abnormal display of his denture.... sorry dost... if you are reading this :))... so this is about our dost.. but if you think that you have know about dost in this very informative dialouges then u have to slap urself... dost is not a mammal of this planet.. or else i shud say that he has studied upto primary school on a distant star.. yet he is indigenous... (strange na?)..
so let me start why the hell this blog has been dedicated on him... well today i was surfing (nothing much but was reading profiles of the stupendous personalities of the universe.. i'll you about it sometime later)... and suddenly i found my friend... i mean 'the dost', online... don't think this as a shock... its not just that i like chatting with him its also becoz it makes me feel better... and over to that that it's been so long i have chatted with anybody with fulto fatte.... so the chat started.. (as usual with the creepy hi and hello, how are you, hows the work, hows the food etc. etc.....) but then suddenly the real chat began.. the stuff that was kept undercover, like a dormant volcano which is begging to earth for giving him some crack from where it can explode.. and cover the whole site into a ash lump... the chat of our gud gold old days started.... (i don't know why they call the old days as the gold old days becoz i donot find anything common except the word rhymes... why can't it be called as bold old or cold old any why.. i don't have to consider much about it as it is none of my business... let the profs. at Oxford univ grin themselves on it). we talked about our friend who is not well, i made some useless comments which i always do and i thing specially on this friend... (even he is not well)... but thats me!!... then i asked him the most valuable question, what's goin on these days... usually i donot care about the answer, because i know that the answer would be same as usual that nothing is going fine (yeah!.. thats what the answer i always get....as he thinks that his life is full of pain and that he is the one who has been created by the god to suffer...), but this time the answer wasn' a reply in words.. but it was a url (Uniform Resource Locater), it was a bit unusual one as the name was quite or rather completely different from what is happens.. but the ending part gave me a clear look of it.. it was 'the dost's' blog... and suddendly i realized that something fishy is going on... which is yet another evident of our dost's greatness....
the blog was started about mentioning his daily routine (which he always does, afterall the blog is made to write the such kind of scrap)... but then it took some U-turn and the blog changed its lane and started about the his new interest in perception of a gud old friend..... the crimson italic word "boyfriend" was so nicely written that even a blind man or woman could have easily seen it... if you are thinking that this is what about i was telling you about 'the dost' then its wrong.. our 'dost' took a giant leap over all this immaterialistic objects and ruptured the whole planning of what a world follows... as i said that he was going through his routine work.... i mean he was having his breakfast.. and the words in which he mentioned that didin't sounded like that he was njoing it.... neway... there's our dost filling up and there he see's the newspaper... well generally he looks for the editorial page.. but this time the fate has already showed up its turn... this time he was reading the page in which not a single peace of news is written.. that is.. he was reading the advertisement page.... all fascinating pages... but our 'dost'.... standing still and holding the edge of cliff firmly not to fall into the deep trench of the remotely world "shopping mall".... then suddenly he looked down and the lucrative calling of the heavens angel by passed his mind and took it to the dream world where everything was not flying but was swimming along... and in between he forgot about the real world and bang.. there he found himself on the ground... broken into small peaces... like a crystal.. our beloved 'dost' read the most tempting article.. it was about a cell phone.... the offer was real cookie... along with nuts, raisins, almonds, scope of vanilla, butterscotch and a huge cherry...(yummy.... i gonna try that one sometime) it was a LG chocolate mobile, the market price was stated as 19k... and here was an limited, till the stock last offer... the offer was that mobile has been given to you only on 6k... (mind it.... there was no * on the price... ) but our 'dost' thought that.. it can't be... (how clever.. how can a company sell there product at such a slashing price...even a CA would have been mesmerized by that).. so our dost went there to check who are these stupe.... well as he entered he thought that there will be a pool of dolt... trying to fetch as many as possible.... but no.. there he was alone.... like our college liby at the very next day of the last end-sem exam.... our hero 'dost' was terrified... like a child when he enters for the first time in nursery... but then like a brave soldier he walked smartly into the store... after inquiring a lot... he came with the fact that.. yes the price of the mobile was actually 6k.. even without an * immediately without thinking for even a nano second... (i like nano, as today itself i read a gud article on nano hard drives... you can refer The Hindu).... our 'dost' asked, what are the colors available.. is black available.... the reply was no... is whiter color available.. the reply was no... then he asked.. what color is avilable.. the reply was.. "only pink sir"...... simultaneously our dost was squeezing his grey cells in different direction... so far that his super power computerized brain went 2000 km away.. to his hometown... he was recollecting of the thought of what he chatted with his sister on the phone... her precise words were "agar is bar tu ghar par khali haath aaya to main tujhe ghar mein ghusne nahin dunge..".. don' get confused with the words.. its another way of asking or rather demanding a diwali gift... well how can she not ask for that.. as her brother is working in a MNC..... so he his thinking that.. great.. this would be a perfect color to gift her.... as the color pink stands as a trademark for girls.. so our champ buys it..... the suddenly.. there is an electrifying shock... which didder him from top to bottom... and suddenly his lips started moaning (with sound enough to be heard atleast from 100mts.) he said.. "one more please"... the salesman couldn't get that correctly.... maybe because he is kannad.... whatever it maybe.... but in the meanwhile our dost can't just believe that what he just said... now he is in great trouble... but then as i said he ran his super computer and tried to dangle the situation..... he again knocked his skull... and the only answer he could receive was the thought of his sister.... he thought the dumbest thing what can be thought of at this time....why not gift two mobile's to th sister.. ofcourse she would be happy to get two gifts... but two gifts.. that also mobiles.. over which both of same company and same model... how pathetic... he started remembering the days of his school time when he use to do such kind of mistakes and his sister use to give him a gud run.... but his elder sister would always save him.. obviously.. why the elder sisters are sent in this world... to save her little brother... but again this time his elder sister saved him.... he thought of giving her the second mobile..... (thank god... our dost is having another sister)... kool... he will become the masiha of the family.. like our shahrukh in kal ho na ho.... so he buys it...
what a story na...... everything started so messy and at the end.. everything sorted out by itself.... but nooooooo....... god was thinking something different this time.... after spending the crucial 12k from his pocket... our friend decided to leave that place as soon as possible... but.. what the hell..... he couldn't move... as if his feet are hinged to the ground... like a small boat in a large ocean whose anchor adhered to a sunken submarine... he opened his mouth to scream for help.. but he cannot.... he was standing in a very reputable place... a place where people come to buy stuff... the only question people ask here is "i want so and so...".... our 'dost' cannot do this mistake, he cannot scream and to the hell with the laws of nature.. he cannot ask for help.. but his lips are open.. the words are ought to come out now... but what shud he say.. he has to something!... so the words that fell off were...."i want one more mobile".....whhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaatttttttttt did i just say... these were precisely the words that appeared in the white board our hero's mind... crafted with a permanent marker.....he couldnot understand for about 3 mins.. what happened.. but this time the kannad salesman picked up his words and he made no delay in packing another box..... and the meantime, our 'dost' could just have regained his consciousness by that time the salesman was ready with the bill of the third mobile... with the peculiar smile that was rattling on his face.. i definitely know that our 'dost' would have thought of kicking him in his shin.... but couldn't... so our dost puts the rest of his money down... grabs the three packs and runs with the speed of light... but this time he is lucky.. he can move his legs... they were not fixed anymore... but suddenly.. the same kannad salesmans tries to stop 'dost' .. he thought he would be kind enough to take the last pack back... but he was wrong.. he told him that his manager wants to see him... so 'dost' waits for him...
in the meanwhile a fat chubby man, wearing a casual shirt and a trouser came up to him and before saying anything.. raised his hand towards 'dost'.... initially dost couldn't get what he is trying to do.. but then he thought that.. no.. this is a gud place...people do a lot of sensible things here... so the hand raising couldn't be anything apart from hand shaking... so without any retard...'dost' also did the same... then the manager said that.. u are a great customer... " you are the very first customer and you have bought 3 mobiles.." now aur 'dost' is in real trouble.. he was blaming the newspaper in which he read the Ad... anyhow he bought 3 phones so as a kind of gesture our friend was treated by the manager with some chocolate...(not the LG chocolate... but with the one we use to eat)... so a salesgirl brings the sweets in a tray... wow... where was she before.. if she would have been on the desk instead of that kannad salesman.. then the company would have made the whole profit from just one customer.....
so this is my very first blog.. this is dedicated to my very best friend.... i don't want to reveal him... i know he would laugh a lot when he'll read this.. afterall it is for you 'dost'...
junta please pour in ur comments... but try not to reveal our 'dost' personality.. let him be in the covers...
i apologize to you in anticipation.. if there is any short or over coming... but as this is my first blog and its dedicated to you so.. i think u'll bare it.....
so let me start why the hell this blog has been dedicated on him... well today i was surfing (nothing much but was reading profiles of the stupendous personalities of the universe.. i'll you about it sometime later)... and suddenly i found my friend... i mean 'the dost', online... don't think this as a shock... its not just that i like chatting with him its also becoz it makes me feel better... and over to that that it's been so long i have chatted with anybody with fulto fatte.... so the chat started.. (as usual with the creepy hi and hello, how are you, hows the work, hows the food etc. etc.....) but then suddenly the real chat began.. the stuff that was kept undercover, like a dormant volcano which is begging to earth for giving him some crack from where it can explode.. and cover the whole site into a ash lump... the chat of our gud gold old days started.... (i don't know why they call the old days as the gold old days becoz i donot find anything common except the word rhymes... why can't it be called as bold old or cold old any why.. i don't have to consider much about it as it is none of my business... let the profs. at Oxford univ grin themselves on it). we talked about our friend who is not well, i made some useless comments which i always do and i thing specially on this friend... (even he is not well)... but thats me!!... then i asked him the most valuable question, what's goin on these days... usually i donot care about the answer, because i know that the answer would be same as usual that nothing is going fine (yeah!.. thats what the answer i always get....as he thinks that his life is full of pain and that he is the one who has been created by the god to suffer...), but this time the answer wasn' a reply in words.. but it was a url (Uniform Resource Locater), it was a bit unusual one as the name was quite or rather completely different from what is happens.. but the ending part gave me a clear look of it.. it was 'the dost's' blog... and suddendly i realized that something fishy is going on... which is yet another evident of our dost's greatness....
the blog was started about mentioning his daily routine (which he always does, afterall the blog is made to write the such kind of scrap)... but then it took some U-turn and the blog changed its lane and started about the his new interest in perception of a gud old friend..... the crimson italic word "boyfriend" was so nicely written that even a blind man or woman could have easily seen it... if you are thinking that this is what about i was telling you about 'the dost' then its wrong.. our 'dost' took a giant leap over all this immaterialistic objects and ruptured the whole planning of what a world follows... as i said that he was going through his routine work.... i mean he was having his breakfast.. and the words in which he mentioned that didin't sounded like that he was njoing it.... neway... there's our dost filling up and there he see's the newspaper... well generally he looks for the editorial page.. but this time the fate has already showed up its turn... this time he was reading the page in which not a single peace of news is written.. that is.. he was reading the advertisement page.... all fascinating pages... but our 'dost'.... standing still and holding the edge of cliff firmly not to fall into the deep trench of the remotely world "shopping mall".... then suddenly he looked down and the lucrative calling of the heavens angel by passed his mind and took it to the dream world where everything was not flying but was swimming along... and in between he forgot about the real world and bang.. there he found himself on the ground... broken into small peaces... like a crystal.. our beloved 'dost' read the most tempting article.. it was about a cell phone.... the offer was real cookie... along with nuts, raisins, almonds, scope of vanilla, butterscotch and a huge cherry...(yummy.... i gonna try that one sometime) it was a LG chocolate mobile, the market price was stated as 19k... and here was an limited, till the stock last offer... the offer was that mobile has been given to you only on 6k... (mind it.... there was no * on the price... ) but our 'dost' thought that.. it can't be... (how clever.. how can a company sell there product at such a slashing price...even a CA would have been mesmerized by that).. so our dost went there to check who are these stupe.... well as he entered he thought that there will be a pool of dolt... trying to fetch as many as possible.... but no.. there he was alone.... like our college liby at the very next day of the last end-sem exam.... our hero 'dost' was terrified... like a child when he enters for the first time in nursery... but then like a brave soldier he walked smartly into the store... after inquiring a lot... he came with the fact that.. yes the price of the mobile was actually 6k.. even without an * immediately without thinking for even a nano second... (i like nano, as today itself i read a gud article on nano hard drives... you can refer The Hindu).... our 'dost' asked, what are the colors available.. is black available.... the reply was no... is whiter color available.. the reply was no... then he asked.. what color is avilable.. the reply was.. "only pink sir"...... simultaneously our dost was squeezing his grey cells in different direction... so far that his super power computerized brain went 2000 km away.. to his hometown... he was recollecting of the thought of what he chatted with his sister on the phone... her precise words were "agar is bar tu ghar par khali haath aaya to main tujhe ghar mein ghusne nahin dunge..".. don' get confused with the words.. its another way of asking or rather demanding a diwali gift... well how can she not ask for that.. as her brother is working in a MNC..... so he his thinking that.. great.. this would be a perfect color to gift her.... as the color pink stands as a trademark for girls.. so our champ buys it..... the suddenly.. there is an electrifying shock... which didder him from top to bottom... and suddenly his lips started moaning (with sound enough to be heard atleast from 100mts.) he said.. "one more please"... the salesman couldn't get that correctly.... maybe because he is kannad.... whatever it maybe.... but in the meanwhile our dost can't just believe that what he just said... now he is in great trouble... but then as i said he ran his super computer and tried to dangle the situation..... he again knocked his skull... and the only answer he could receive was the thought of his sister.... he thought the dumbest thing what can be thought of at this time....why not gift two mobile's to th sister.. ofcourse she would be happy to get two gifts... but two gifts.. that also mobiles.. over which both of same company and same model... how pathetic... he started remembering the days of his school time when he use to do such kind of mistakes and his sister use to give him a gud run.... but his elder sister would always save him.. obviously.. why the elder sisters are sent in this world... to save her little brother... but again this time his elder sister saved him.... he thought of giving her the second mobile..... (thank god... our dost is having another sister)... kool... he will become the masiha of the family.. like our shahrukh in kal ho na ho.... so he buys it...
what a story na...... everything started so messy and at the end.. everything sorted out by itself.... but nooooooo....... god was thinking something different this time.... after spending the crucial 12k from his pocket... our friend decided to leave that place as soon as possible... but.. what the hell..... he couldn't move... as if his feet are hinged to the ground... like a small boat in a large ocean whose anchor adhered to a sunken submarine... he opened his mouth to scream for help.. but he cannot.... he was standing in a very reputable place... a place where people come to buy stuff... the only question people ask here is "i want so and so...".... our 'dost' cannot do this mistake, he cannot scream and to the hell with the laws of nature.. he cannot ask for help.. but his lips are open.. the words are ought to come out now... but what shud he say.. he has to something!... so the words that fell off were...."i want one more mobile".....whhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaatttttttttt did i just say... these were precisely the words that appeared in the white board our hero's mind... crafted with a permanent marker.....he couldnot understand for about 3 mins.. what happened.. but this time the kannad salesman picked up his words and he made no delay in packing another box..... and the meantime, our 'dost' could just have regained his consciousness by that time the salesman was ready with the bill of the third mobile... with the peculiar smile that was rattling on his face.. i definitely know that our 'dost' would have thought of kicking him in his shin.... but couldn't... so our dost puts the rest of his money down... grabs the three packs and runs with the speed of light... but this time he is lucky.. he can move his legs... they were not fixed anymore... but suddenly.. the same kannad salesmans tries to stop 'dost' .. he thought he would be kind enough to take the last pack back... but he was wrong.. he told him that his manager wants to see him... so 'dost' waits for him...
in the meanwhile a fat chubby man, wearing a casual shirt and a trouser came up to him and before saying anything.. raised his hand towards 'dost'.... initially dost couldn't get what he is trying to do.. but then he thought that.. no.. this is a gud place...people do a lot of sensible things here... so the hand raising couldn't be anything apart from hand shaking... so without any retard...'dost' also did the same... then the manager said that.. u are a great customer... " you are the very first customer and you have bought 3 mobiles.." now aur 'dost' is in real trouble.. he was blaming the newspaper in which he read the Ad... anyhow he bought 3 phones so as a kind of gesture our friend was treated by the manager with some chocolate...(not the LG chocolate... but with the one we use to eat)... so a salesgirl brings the sweets in a tray... wow... where was she before.. if she would have been on the desk instead of that kannad salesman.. then the company would have made the whole profit from just one customer.....
so this is my very first blog.. this is dedicated to my very best friend.... i don't want to reveal him... i know he would laugh a lot when he'll read this.. afterall it is for you 'dost'...
junta please pour in ur comments... but try not to reveal our 'dost' personality.. let him be in the covers...
i apologize to you in anticipation.. if there is any short or over coming... but as this is my first blog and its dedicated to you so.. i think u'll bare it.....
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