Thursday, March 24, 2005

Happy Birthday Matthan

Happy Birthday Matthan :-)

Great Dinner
Awesome Wine
Bestest “ya know” not saying weeeeeed .. ooopsy :-P (my second time)
And … Ummmm NO *no comments*

How about to conclude if I say , I had a great time and I got home safe and sound :-)

Sunday, March 20, 2005

A Quote I found.....says it all

"Relationships--of all kinds--are like sand held in your hand. Held loosely, with an open hand, the sand remains where it is. The minute you close your hand and squeeze tightly to hold on, the sand trickles through your fingers. You may hold onto some of it, but most will be spilled. A relationship is like that. Held loosely, with respect and freedom for the other person, it is likely to remain intact. But hold too tightly, too possessively, and the relationship slips away and is lost."

I don't know who wrote this, but I liked it so very much that this quote found a place in my blog .. lol .. but serioulsy, it is the best someone can explain in so few words. *applauds*

I am listening to Tina Turner's "I am a private dancer...I dance for money" haha, I am a big fan for her and her songs these days. Oh and BACKSTREET BOYS are back. That is what .. ummm i don't remember who, but a semi-friend told me yesterday. They are about to release a new Album after a gap of 5+? years ... woohoooo

Have you noticed all random things today I am writing about? :-P :-)))))))))

Friday, March 18, 2005

Shame on Canadian Justice System!

Ehhh.., Nothing much to write today as I am not in a good mood today. To be specific, I am a little angry. This is definitely a Black Day for Canadian Justice System. Shame on Canadian Justice System for letting the killers of 329 people walk free. Shame on the entire Sikh community for celebrating the acquittal of the mass murderers. It was indeed a black day for the humanity. Let’s just hope Gods punish these killers and I bet they will and the humanity will have a last laugh. I am being a little optimistic here, eh? Yah, that’s all I can hope for at the moment.

Shame on Bush’s administration for denying the Visa to Chief Minister Modi. And the reasons cited for the denial are rubbish. This means any nation can deny Visa to Bush by quoting the war on Iraq.

And in Cricket, stoooopid retarded BLIND Buckner once again gave Sachin OUT when the ball missed the bat by INCHES. Buckner should be fired and ICC should hire some neutral umpires, who can see and not biased.

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Which city was built in one day?

Rome was not built in one day (or so they say). Come to think of it, why Rome. I mean, any great city took years and years to build. So why the hell Rome!?...And for that matter, who the hell are "they"? “They” always have a lot to say yet we have no idea who “they” are... anyhow, I am getting off the subject here...

What about New York City, London, New Delhi .. or even Albany. For heaven’s sake, these so called intellectuals should stop citing these stupid and senseless phrases. I would recommend we change that Rome to “Any City”. Do you have a better idea?

Monday, March 14, 2005

At Work!

At work, to a question of mine, which was “What is the purpose of my life?” I got the response: “To make others feel superior!” ….. God dammit! I disagree!!!!!!! I totally disagree. I dunno maybe this being was riteeeee, but there is no fooking way I am gonna make “that” the fooking purpose of my life … grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Anyway, yah so after second thought and third thought and a few more thoughts, I kind of realize why I would get that kind of answer from people.

Oh well, what the hell! So what if that is the purpose of my life? I am happy the way I am and moreover, “I am the way I Am and I will always be” … :-)))))))))) yah bite me :-P

So yah, I had a kick ass weekend, not gonna tell what I did or who I did or whatever :--) Lets just say that I was a happy camper, howzz that? :--)

And it’s Monday, I am totally sober, and surprisingly had a great day at work (bUzy) (BuZY). Went out for a walk with the gang, had lunch at that Thai restaurant, later made coffee in the staff room, HATED it, so threw it in the sink and got latte instead from my favorite coffee shop :--)

---Now that’s work.

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

The Name!

I wanted to share this story with the people I know, and a few of you already know about it, but this is the first time I am mentioning it up in one of my writings.

Let me ask you this, Do anyone of you had difficulty telling your name to someone when you were a kid? I don’t think so, but in my case it was a different story.

I was about 7 years old when we moved to our newly built house in New Delhi. I vaguely remember visiting the house when it was being built. I also remember asking my dad to build a walk-in closet (we call it store in India) in my room.

Anyway, that is not what I am going to tell you about. Yah, so I was like 7. We just moved in to this new house, my mum dad and dunno who else were still taking boxes and boxes inside, and during that time, the prince aka “I” declared that he is hungry. My dad said, no problem. He went out, and there was a lady standing in front of the house next to ours. He exchanged greetings like he knew her for loooong loooong time, maybe they knew each other cuz my dad did spend a little over a year in building that house, so God knows! And next thing, I know she invited me in for food, yeah!!! Don’t ask!

While, I was in there all by myself with her and she asked me the obvious question. “What is your name?”

Oh my my my!!! Believe it or not, what I am going to tell you now is something so weird but true..

I was like, what is my name, hmmm let’s see. In school teachers call me “Kamal”, cuz my grand father gave me that name and neither my mum nor I ever liked that name, so that is a NO NO. One of my aunts would call me Monu but that is the only one who used to call me Monu, so nah that cannot be my name. One of my Dad’s friends would call me Vikki/Vicky, AGAIN, I HAVE NO IDEA WHY. I dunno why, but people would call me with different names for some VERY SOLID ODD reason (I think I might wanna do some research on this one at some point)

Anyway, back to the lady. And then I thought about saying Shalley, cuz that is what my mum calls me. And then I was like NO FUCKING WAY, my mum calls me that, so there is no way, I would let this lady call me Shalley (I guess I was unclear about the concept of having the name, or why we have names and stuff)

And the Irony is, at that time, I had no Idea that my legal name would be Sukrit, so there was no way of me knowing that, and telling her that name to end this agony.

Well, it’s not over yet. To make a poor 7 years old more confused (trust me, it can’t get worse), my Dad would never call me twice with the same name. He would call me, Beta, Bitti, Bitto, , Shaan, Son ETC. ETC. ETC. (he still does that) .. and god knows what else, and honestly speaking, I still don’t know with what name he addresses me most.

So, there I was poor me! trying to answer one of the MOST difficult question of my life. Even though, half of the people in my family do call me Shalley, but I wouldn’t let this lady call me that, cuz it’s what my mum calls me!! Go Figure!!!!!.

So, after doing some calculations, manipulations and other thinking, I opened my mouth. I swear to God, I dunno why and how, but this four letter word came out from my mouth. And that was “RAJU”. And then for next 10 years this Raju was the most popular kid of the block, the menace, the devil, the charmer, the player, who was the favourite of all his friends mums and who was the biggest flirt till the date he lived in that neighborhood.

There are many more stories about this name business of mine to tell, like the kids would ring the door bell on the next day “when I invented this new name for myself” and would say to my mum , Is Raju here?, and then my mum would say RAJU WHO.., alas!, she had no idea at that time that at one point of her mighty son’s life time, this Raju name will overtake all his other given names.

And now, if I think about how many people call me Raju, Even though in the States no one calls me Raju, but that still stand strongly around 25%. Yeah!. That many people still know me by that name and call me Raju. It is closely followed by Sukrit and Shalley with 20-25% each and then Shaan a distant 4th.

So, this is the story about my names!!! And Shakespeare once very wisely said “What’s in a name”. I guess he was right!!!!!!

Thursday, March 03, 2005

Holy Cow

I just finished reading this book called “holy cow: an Indian adventure”. Why did I pick this book? Well, a few months ago someone at the library suggested it and as I tend to not go for suggested reads, I totally ignored that suggestion. But last week, I happened to find this book in front of me, and the cover caught my attention. I picked up the book because of the unique color of the cover. Then I saw the picture of Lord Shiva on the main page wearing sunglasses and looking stunningly modern. And there I was flip flopping with the pages and instantly made up my mind to read the book.

If I say I liked this book because it didn’t do India’s bashing, wouldn’t be a lie. Although, I do not agree with the author on a lot of occasions but I still want to give her the credit for trying to project a realistic image of the different cultures, foods, people and stuff.

Anyway, yeah a good read and a very well crafted book highlighting the beauty of the varied land. It would very much feel like you are reading a fiction book, so yah go ahead and pick it up when you get chance 

Alright, I have nuttin else to talk about, so that would be it.

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

ughhh!

It’s really depressing over here, I saw tears even in B****’s eyes. I was trying to be tough and strong, but I can’t take it anymore. So, I am going to vent. And this time, I am mad at Gods or whoever is up there, down there or somewhere controlling our lives or may be just something ….

Life is not a piece of cake and death is a truth, but still untimely death of people antagonizes me and tells me that it is so not fair.

I am angry at those who end their own life without even considering the agony they would be causing to their near and dear ones. When, I heard of Holly’s death, it made me sad and I was shaken. I actually still think about her and the hug she gave me a week before she ended her life. I didn’t really know her or know anything about her, but she was someone I knew for a while from friends, clubs and .. hugs. If knowing someone just this little bit can have this much of impact on me, and then I can see how much pain her death might have caused to her close friends and family members ….

RIP Rich – 2.28.05
RIP Holly – 2.14.05


To prevent suicide please look out for your friends and near and dear ones:
• You don't have to be a trained professional to help a young person experiencing suicidal thoughts.
• Take all suicide threats seriously.
• You can help by offering emotional and practical support, by listening and by helping to link the person with professional help.