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Sample these..

An every morning scene, where we try to catch an auto to station, but end up walking since no one wants to go in that direction..

P: Hurry up.. I have got to catch that 9:21 local.
Me: I am walking as fast as I can.. you can’t really blame my legs, they have such a heavy weight to lug around :P..
P: With your speed we will surely miss the train ๐Ÿ˜ฆ
Me: Idea! why don’t you get me skates. Then instead of holding my hands and dragging me like this, we can attach a string at one end of the skates and you can pull me by the string. That way I don’t have to walk faster, and we won’t get late either ๐Ÿ˜€
Him: !!!


We were travelling to someplace on the bike. The road from our place has water tankers parked all along its side, causing a lot of traffic problems.

P: I wish there was a way to punish these stupid drivers. These tankers are such a menace.
Me: I know ๐Ÿ˜ฆ
P: We should get a special dart gun. That would puncture the tire, and have a note dangling on the dart explaining to him why :P..
Me: Kind of like the robin hood of streets ๐Ÿ˜› :P..


On Sweaty armpits!
Me: (Pointing at an ad for Dove deo, the one that claims to stop perspiration)
P: Stopping sweat seems so unnatural..
Me: Ok, so what’s you take?
P: We should have a deo that when comes in contact would convert sweat into perfume.. More you sweat, better you smell!
Me: !!!


Parking problem.. no problem..

P: It is such a hassle to find parking..
M: You know what would be a brilliant invention?
P: What?||?
Me: A device that could shrink vehicles
P: Huh?
Me: Ya.. so when you reach your destination, or a place where there is too much traffic congestion, you can simply shrink you vehicle, put it in your pocket.. and walk till a point of less traffic. Once you are there.. expand the vehicle and off you go.. That would solve so many problems ๐Ÿ˜€
P: You are a genius ๐Ÿ˜›


Do you guys get such crazy ideas?? I would love to hears yours. (And feel a lot better that we are not the only ones)

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5 years

26 July 2005. The worst floods Mumbai had ever seen. By 1:30- 2 p.m panic had started to spread throughout our college. People were frantically trying to call their family to let them know they were safe.. and were leaving for home asap.

You too shared a cab with a couple of our classmates. The roads were badly flooded.. water was knee-deep. As the street to your home approached, you got down, saying you would walk to your home from there. And the others left. By some means or the other people managed to get to their home. Walking through tracks, flooded highways, for more than a couple of hours just to somehow reach home.

Me and a couple of my friends went to my place.. since their homes were almost unreachable. And then, 2 days later, we heard the news. Your folks had just come home and you were not there. They could not come home earlier due to the flooding and since the telephone lines were not working either, they could not contact you. They called your friends to see if you had stayed over at someone else’s place. Calls were made to all our classmates..but you were nowhere to be found. They then organized a search in all the neighboring areas.. informed police, checked hospitals. And finally.. they found you.. Dead. In a water pipe. It was the walking home down the street that got you.

D, you were the model student of our class. You were the one person who actually did all the assignments all by yourself and when the submission time came.. and we pestered you to let us copy.. you would share yours with the whole class. You were soft spoken and extremely intelligent and a favourite of all professors. We were so sure that you would crack IIT.. and dazzle the professors there too. But destiny had other plans.

I cannot even begin to imagine how your parents and your sister lived though those horrible times. Theirย  son/ brother who had been such an amazing human being, who had such a bright future. One day suddenlyย  he is gone!! How do you get over something like that?

The incident shook all of us. It was so hard to digest that our classmate who has been with us all these years had suddenly left us. We had just started knowing your fun side. After the Industrial visit (aka picnic), you had proved it us that you were not just a nerd :).ย  Aur fir ek din achanak.. just like that, 26th July happened. We were so shocked! There were just no words.

Rest in peace, D. You will always be remembered fondly.


Edited to add: Thank you all for your comments. I do not have much more to say. I just want to believe in the concept of punar-janam right now… So that whatever he hadย  he left unfinishedย  in his life..ย  I hope he gets to live it or hopefully is living right now. Call me crazy or whatever.

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Happens with me all the time.. For example I hear about some random incident through someone, and then we all collectively pass our judgement on whose fault it was, and how it would have been so much better had things been done some other way, or how the person is too irresponsible, immature, selfish etc. It usually never crosses our minds that we do not know the entire story. There might have been some circumstances that could have forced the person to behave in the way he/she behaved. We are so stingy with giving other the benefit of doubt and so generous with passing judgements.

Even in our day-to-day lives.. we are quick to point out flaws in others. But for ourselves, we have a different scale. We are allowed to make mistakes, break rules behave selfishly, yet we do not judge ourselves.. we are convinced that we did what we had to do. On the other hand, when someone else is even a little rude or selfish, we hardly pause a moment to even try to understand that there may be something else on his mind.. or maybe he or she is just having a bad day!

I reflected upon this today, because of my argument with a lady on the local train this morning. It was extremely crowded (as expected during peak hours) and I was unable to get inside through the door due to a bag that was stuck between me and the woman in front.. I tried hard to push through and go inside since there were many women at the hanging at the door who needed to move as the train started picking up speed. One of those left at the door panicked and started yelling at me for not going in, and accused me of standing there deliberately, so that I could easily get down at the next station. From the place where she was standing, she could not see that I was stuck myself, and even though I wanted to go in and help them, I could not do so. So I replied back, and the yelling match started :D.. I know I could have behaved more maturely and calmly, but at that point of time I was in no mood to listen passively on being called selfish. After cooling down, I realised that it was nobody’s fault. People do stand near the door on purpose, and she just assumed I was one of them. I was angry because I knew she assumed and categorised me where she could have tried to understand where I was coming from.

This was a very trivial incident, but there are so many instances in life, where we hastily judge those near and dear to us, sometimes unknowingly. Here is wishing that we take a little more time and show some more understanding and compassion towards them instead ๐Ÿ™‚

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Censorship .. Bandh!

Watched X-Men Origins: Wolverine yesterday. The movie is pretty fast-paced and interesting. Action scenes are fun to watch and since I am a X-men fan.. I quite liked the movie. One thing that bugged me throughout was the stupid censorship. Star Movies is made to censor the subtitles and the words they chose to censor and their replacements are quite hilarious.

For example, the word hell. Now, can someone please tell me why does this word need censoring in the first place? Isn’t heaven and hell taught when we are kids? Or just mentioning hell is blasphemy? Similarly damn. I mean these words are not even so bad. And they replace these by heck and darn respectively ๐Ÿ˜€

The next word replacement is ass by arse. How is the latter any better? Am I missing something?? Another example in this category is shit. Instead of shit, they show crap, even bullshit is replaced by bullcrap!!

The final example is showing son of a bitch as son of a gun

From the dictionary on my computer – here are the meaning of these two phrases –
son of a bitch ( pl. sons of bitches ) used as a general term of contempt or abuse.
son of a gun ( pl. sons of guns) informal a jocular or affectionate way of addressing or referring to someone : he’s a pretentious son of a gun, but he’s got a heart of gold. [ORIGIN: with reference to the guns carried aboard ships: the epithet is said to have been applied originally to babies born at sea to women allowed to accompany their husbands.]

So you replace something meant as an abuse by that which is used affectionately – seriously??

Plus, they completely forget the fact that viewers can actually listen to the words uttered by the characters. How does the subtitle censoring make any sense until its sole purpose is to add to the entertainment quota of the movie ๐Ÿ˜‰


I am highly irritated by the bandh. Even thought the price rise is definitely something that should be stood up against.. but how is terrorizing shopkeepers, burning buses, stopping trains and vandalizing autos and cabs going to serve any purpose. If anything you are just making life for the common man worse. The fact that it is a political gimmick for securing vote banks doesn’t help. This is just bullying the common man, not fighting for him.

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  • Weekend started  lazily. Woke up late, and since MIL had to attend a function, it was up to me to make us lunch. Rotis are something I hate making, so what else but yummylicious maggie came to my rescue. To get – Taste bhi health bhi :P, I added chopped onions tomatoes, capsicum and cabbage. And I am going to forget all modesty here and say it was awesome ๐Ÿ˜€
  • I had been wanting to get a digital camera for a long time, and had finally zeroed in on Cannon 200SX IS. We looked at the price in a couple of malls, and then decided to give a visit to Alfa. Even though the roads were full of traffic and it took us a lot of time, and P got extremely bugged of riding the bike, I must say, it was completely worth the trouble. We got a discount of almost 26%, which is huge. If you stay in Mumbai and wish to buy a mobile phone / camera, I would highly recommend you to check out the prices at Alfa before buying from a branded store.
  • The food delights continued with an evening snack at Merwans. They serve the best veg/chicken rolls I have tasted – ever. The bread is so soft that it melts in your mouth. Priced at a very reasonable 12 bucks per roll, the place is heaven for a foodie ๐Ÿ™‚ :)..
  • Finally managed to watch Khuda ke liye . It is hard hitting, and had me crying for the most part.

    —-Spoilers ahead—-

    The atrocities committed on Mary had me seething, while the stupidity of Sarmad being influenced so highly by Moulana Tahiri wanted me to thunk his head on a wall to knock some sense into him. Mary’s hypocritical father, for whom it was okay for him to live in with an English woman, but not acceptable that his daughter marry an Englishman – I could really not get him – how could he live with himself for forcibly getting his daughter to marry her Pakistani cousin and be literally jailed in Afghanistan. Sarmad’s brother Mansoor on the other hand, goes to US for studies and is jailed due to racial profiling aftermath of 9/11. He is shown to undergo immense torture to such an extent that he ends up being institutionalized.

    —-Spoilers done—-

    I guess I got too emotionally involved with the movie! But I’d say it is a must watch. As a friend of mine said – “It is what New York and Kurbaan aimed to be but failed”.

  • The food journey continued with a plan to visit Britannia and Company Restaurant for Sunday lunch. Unfortunately, we realised the place is closed on Sundays after reaching there. So we had to settle for Pizzeria instead. I was not disappointed. Their pizza was excellent as was the garlic bread – crisp and tasty. Our seat at the hotel opened up on the sidewalk and I could see two very young children, selling roses to passersby. I suddenly felt a pang of guilt. Over time, I have found myself ignoring beggars, but then there are times, when I see them suddenly I get very emotional and very guilty and sad. What have I done to deserve the happiness and the cushy, comfy lifestyle I lead? Isn’t there something we can do for them?
  • Among the other random stuff – Can someone please tell the new security staff at office that good morning or good afternoon is to be wished only once per person per day. Not every time they see me. I was wished 8 times on Friday!!!
  • In fashion news, these are the latest craze in Mumbai’s local train stores. Presenting the sandal earrings – Available in all colours and patterns.

How was your weekend? Did you have fun ๐Ÿ™‚ ?

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Spotted in local trains all the time are these posters of various Babas. They guarantee 100% success for any case – such as “Prem Vivah” (Love marriage), Job, Money, ” Karj Mukti” – repaying loans, “Pyar mein dhoka” -cheating, divorce and various other problems..

The inside of every local train I travel through is plastered with posters of such various Babas. Here are a couple of pictures for those who haven’t had the pleasure (:P) of traveling though Mumbai’s local train.

Baba Samani Ji (Vashikaran Specialist)

Baba Adil Shah (100% guarantee for a solution all problems)

Is life so difficult and depressing for people to actually believe in this crap! How can anyone even think that such a person would actually make their problems disappear. I know it is extremely tempting to run away from a problem, or hope that it will magically go away, but this is real life. No magic wands or baba chanting random voodoo stuff can vaporize your problems. You’ve got to fight them on your own.

If you have a problem in your marriage talk to your spouse, or get some counseling. You need a job, get some skills, search the newspaper for ads, send out your resume. Cheating – well, as much as you want the other person to be faithful, you cannot control how they feel, and really do you want to be with someone who doesn’t want you? Each of these problems need introspection, hard work and courage. How can you expect a baba to do all your work for you?

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Mumbaikar’s true friend

You and I have been sharing a bond since 10 long years. It all started with my junior college. We were together just for one station. It was a big deal then for parents, and the main reason for choosing the Junior college was because it involved commuting for just one station and not more. Slowly and steadily I started enjoying commuting with you. It helped that the you were a mini supermarket. All sorts of stuff would be sold on – earrings, necklaces, bindis all kinds of hair accessories, samosas, idlis and assorted snacks, sometimes even fruits and veggies, clothes!!! We would have a great time looking at the accessories that were for sale – and I would usually end up buying something. Mostly it would cost around 5 bucks which wasn’t a lot ( BTW, despite the inflation through the years, the cost has still remained 5 bucks for these accessories, unbelievable!). All such buys would then end up in a box at home, never to be touched again :P. That didn’t change anything, the next time I saw a vendor selling accessories on train, I would be back to buying something ๐Ÿ˜€

Jump to 2002.. I joined Engineering and my commute was much longer – around 30 minutes now. Also I was very bold now, and considered myself a pro :P. Thanks to the college timings, it would not be crowded during our return journey and tacky as it sounds – me and my friends would stand at the door and enjoy the breeze, and guess what – sing songs!!! (throw stones at me now!!). It would usually involve me singing the first line of the song (since that was all I knew about songs then, and now) and they would sing the rest of the songs, with me humming in the background :P. It was such a carefree world. Engineering is a chill course, the only time we need to study really hard is during the preparatory leave which we always got before the exams. The rest of the time is a breeze. I wanna go back in time (Sigh!)

Anyway, so getting back to the topic, we went out of touch after that, with post graduation and moving to Hyderabad for the job and stuff. We were back together again when I shifted to Mumbai but that lasted for just a few months. I had found my new love (NTW ๐Ÿ˜› just commute wise). And I forgot all about you.. I almost resented you, due to the crowds and the fact that I had to change trains from central to western. But now, we are back again, since it has been deemed highly unsafe (by my better half ) to travel by bike during the monsoons, with the roads being slippery, and reduced visibility and most importantly if one gets drenched on the way to work, it would mean taking sick leaves for a couple of days.

So here we are, back to where a Mumbaikar truly belongs ๐Ÿ™‚

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