Mann Lafanga Bada ;)

Mann lafanga bada, Apne mann ki kare……
Yun tou mera hi hai,mujhse bhi na dare…….

Bheege bheege khayalon mein khoya rahe……
Main sambhal ja kahoon woh  fisalta rahe……..
Just was listening to this song when realised some crazy facts about my “Mann ;)” :
  • The “mann” wants to go back from where it started,it always have to crib and cry about things and when it finally gets the desired thing,it realises this was not that it wanted
  • It would think of all the possible ways to keep itself busy,to be the most utilized in the rat race of so called “intelligence” but it really wants to be in that child like state always,no inhibitions,no rules,it wants to be a free bird on one side but the other side forces to be what the world considers acceptable 😦 Poor thing, how to balance the extremes?? :(:(
  • Has the ability to look calm but inside it would have killed the other person i dont know how many times (over something that was unacceptable to my “mann”),why does’nt it have the independence to answer straight on face….and enjoy the surprise by which people are taken aback ;)It wants the guts to tell people”Shut Up, I know better than you,keep those suggestions and advices with yourself 🙂 🙂
It needs wings to fly even if its just for a day,left upon by itself,free of everything that inhibits,binds…….I wonder if such a day would come :):)

Holi Hai :)

The festival of colours is here again….but this time I am in Bangalore,a place where Holi and Rakshabandhan do not even come in the list of holidays…thought would miss home, hostel like anything,no one to forcibly drag you amidst the colours,the more you plead,number of colours over you go on increasing….but amongst all the pictures of myself getting bored on the day of colours,my workplace proved to add one more pleasant memory to the list of best Holi celebrated by me.

We were actually informed about the plan of playing Holi in office quite a few days back,but took it as something that would be a very formal celebration,not the kind of crazy fun we were used to,but to our surprise when everybody got down to play Holi in the office garden,it was pure crazy fun, splashing each other ,dragging people to soak them in colours,not even thinking that we have to go to our homes in the same attire ;),shouting for mercy;),water balloons,and on top of that dancing like mad to just 4 odd dance numbers that were available at that time.. No matter what, we made the best use of them ;)danced and danced till our feet gave up. Thanks to the wonderful lot of friends(sharing the same set of tensions)together ,we buried them under the beautiful colours of Holi….It was a simple celebration that would turn into a beautiful memory in the days to come….
Wishing everyone a colourful Holi and may God fill everyones’ life with such small moments of priceless joy 🙂 !!!!

The Bangalore Story !!!!!!!

Bangalore or Bengaluru ……..when i visited the city close to 7 years back,memories i carried from here were those of a green city with clean roads,trees planted on both sides of the road bearing beautiful purple flowers,a city that was unlike the other crowded metropolitan cities……the Bull temple,Vidhana Soudha, The Planetarium,The Visveswaraiah Science Museum and idlis and dosas…..Never thought that this would be the place where i ll get my first job….never thought i would come to this city as a resident.
The first few days of stay here were the most comfortable,staying in the Company sponsered accomodation for a week,cab carrying us to and fro to office,meals served as per our wish……The real story started when we started looking for an accomodation for ourselves (the city has downpours throughout the year and we landed up in the month of June 😉 unaware of the fact that even when its sunny at the present moment, the next moment it would start pouring as if its been raining for the last few hours….the working hours not too hectice for the first 15 days,we would set to start searching for an accomodation as soon as we got free from office,walking in the rains on roads that we still do not know names of,baffled between crosses and mains(here in Bangalore,addresses consist of numbered streets,streets bisected as crossses and mains,which to your surprise would exist on both the sides of a road,in short if you do not know the closest landmark,it would be an irritable experience to reach an address laden with CROSSES and MAINS..;)….It was  painful to walk and walk endlessly and reach to accomodations with dingy rooms,nothing in the name of hygiene and not to mention food that we were not at all used to..(rice,rice and rice).Eventually our efforts resulted in a place decent enough to stay, north indian food and a nice location.The first day of office from that place,walked down to a place where we got stuck in between the road with four flyovers in front of us,not knowing which one to take for office …But however we were not to be spared with those little efforts,the owner of the place we stayed in was an illiterate foolish man,claiming to understand everything we said but would keep in mind only the things that were of use to him. He gave us room different from what we wanted to have,troubled us with not getting the Geyser repaired,the lock of the room broken and not repaired until we stopped paying him the rent,electricity going off every now and then.Fighting with him became a daily routine.
Apart from all these there are daily efforts in finding out joints offering good north indian food,searching for ways to spend weekends,understanding bus routes and on top of that filling pockets of the defamed Bangalore rickshaw owners….but the city has its own charm being the most cosmopolitan of all south indian cities….varied cultures(we do not understand either of Kannada,Malayalam or Tamil ;))but still am getting used to the way of life here,most important,getting used to the food(started having rice as a full meal),relishing the distictiveness of this part of Indian Peninsula…..Nevertheless,Bangalore is beautiful and the best thing about this place is the weather,pleasant whatever time of the year it may be,the evenings will always be cool,you can walk on the roads without sweating yourself out.The place is a bliss for rose lovers,I have never seen such beautiful roses ever in my life that i have seen here…….bundles and bundles of them on carts whenever i cross the KR market,its a tonic to the eyes. The place is a mirror of modern India(Silicon Valley of India),preserving its heritage and imbibing other cultures at the same time.
The Bangalore story would continue in this blog as long as I am here in Bangalore.I love being here and would look forward to explore and share more stories and experiences.