Sunday, February 28, 2010

Golden all the way !

It has been an all-dull-usual-boring day and me and Sagar sit, viewing and discussing our horoscopes..from all the available newspapers; while relating the present to the possibilities in life !

Supposedly; my romantic relationship will be intense (duh ! I no more have one) and Sagar will soon have one ! I like horoscopes..and I now hate 'supposed to be' friends.

Having done with the horoscopes and re-watching all the available Lucky Ali videos almost thrice..we decide to bring in some fluid company. Running low with cash and a feeble desire for getting too high, we get some KFS. India vs Pakistan is scheduled at 9 and we now have this perfect setup to cheer our team. India, repeatedly keeps scoring goals :) and our usually red-brown ramboozle tumblers undergo almost 3 cycles of getting filled-emptied of the golden spirit...the beer !...while India claims a golden 4-1 victory over Pakistan..:))

An awesome end. We decide that, hence on, whenever Indian Hockey Team plays..its gonna be us watching them play with the Golden Cheers :). Golden all the way !

Dhruv..

Thursday, February 25, 2010

..adieu

I'm not freaked out, nor depressed...I'm trying to fix the things up for myself..a lil.

This 'thing'..it just goes on with me now and then..but now I hate to stay alone 'cause that's the time when it gets over me completely..and since I happened to have some time by myself yesterday..on way back from Uran..in bus..it got me..again..

Yesterday, while in bus..I recalled a day from September 2005. I have some real sweet memories related to the date. It was dark..she managed cuteness with that red tee and we had this perfect dreamy sequence in real..while the bus roared its way to the town. I held her soft hands in not-so-soft mine while innocent communion of our sweats defined the moment...
We talked about a little world that we'd carve for 'us'...the life that we'd make and the colors we'd fill together into it to make it the most beautiful thing ever. Life seemed perfect 'cause she made me happy and I wanted to do the same to her for the rest of my life..I so loved her..

Back at Sagar's..I sent a text to her. She didn't get back for quite sometime but when she did..it was with a news declaring that she's gonna be my 'neighbor'. I took it for 'may be her dad's getting transferred to Mumbai'..but as it turned out..it was regarding her dad getting a land to erect a house in Chitrakoot. I congratulated her. Next, she told me that the 'transfer' list is supposed to be out in April and Mumbai may be a possibility...

Now I did something which I shouldn't have..though I was honest..but I realize..it hurts her. I texted her back with 'getting back together' stuff.

With some brownie in..I realized the 'thing' again..Its totally wrong on my part to do this to her. Its been a long time since we separated..and I shouldn't get any more creepy. I have feelings for her..may be she has 'em too but 'us' getting together is no more a possibility..All I end up with is making her feel bad and uncomfortable..
I never wanted this..making her happy was my only wish..and what am I doing !??

I think..its time..to part ways and the final adieu..I wish lots of happiness for you..and cutting the crap of expectations to nil..I'm always gonna be there for you as the 'best-bud'..

Let me say this one last time..Love ya..

Its better be left to destiny hence on..

Dhruv..

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Rest...in peace

Rest in peace...all those who lost their lives in German Bakery blast and the German Bakery too.

I reside at a stone-throw distance from German Bakery in Koregaon Park. I heard the boom of the blast on the fateful evening...didn't take it seriously and took it for something negligible. A little later came to know that it was a 'LPG Cylinder' blast...didn't take it seriously again..and left for some shopping...to M.G.Road.

Got stuck in a traffic jam...and realized the seriousness through the panic in the city. A concerned/curious friend texted to know of my well being and I came to know about the blast and it being caused by an IED.

10 dead, 60 injured..but..many Rest In Peace !

The dead..rest in peace; 'rest'..unaffected people..are 'in peace' too..in two ways. Some are in peace..'cause they always are in...they never give a damn...they are too foreigners to be Indians...while some are in peace..'cause God will make it all right.

But what about those who don't rest in peace ?! 'AMs' who want to spread TERROR in every possible way; be it moral policing or attacking innocent when he/she expresses his views or shear blood thirsty terrorism and the 'BMs' who HATE the 'AMs' for their being in power or belonging to a particular nation/state or for their language or their religion...They are not in peace...may be...they shall never be..'cause they HATE each other and find out every possible reason to do so...no matter how non-sense-making it may be !

Dead won't come back..harsh memories of bloodshed won't fade away soon...but its the call of the moment to let the 'HATRED' b/w 'AMs' and 'BMs' fade away real soon and spread 'PEACE'..

Lets be 'US' again; 'LOVE' each other..and make our world a safer, inhabitable and lovable place..

Peace.

Dhruv. .

Sunday, February 7, 2010

mind shit~

Stuck.

The time, as of now, is supposed to be the one..whereby memories should be created...but I'm failing at it..
Band of people around is narrowing down...mathematically-graphically-inverse exponentially...
May be..whilst trying to achieve something uncertain-unknown, the confused being in me missed on something certain-known.
I've lost on close-to-heart people..something which always haunts me as if..its gonna continue..what if ?!...
They go..leave...to never be back in your life; but why don't the expectations die..why do you still, at times, yearn for their presence...yes..what to do when you are too in love to let it go..

Can't see the lights that should guide...

I'm upset...I don't know why...

In a long day; there are excerpts forgettable/unforgettable. A bitch bamboozles on a friend, want to help, but ambiguity stops me. Some music n booze n all the time enjoyed together with best of buddies is "in" but I fear the countdown that is "ON" and going...

Nothing to do with the love lost (in fact...something and more..); its the bigger losses I fear..it was hard on me...to get on-track....getting off it would be harder..on me -(

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

What do you want to prove...Sagar !

'What dya wana prove..Sagar (accented delight !)', something what a high 'Agent K' said when a sabji made by him was considered for a re-cooking-re-spicing spree..you should have seen his expression and more over that...his tone :P

It was a Sunday night..and I was learning to cook (finally !) with ramboozle-celebrating-liberation-of-cuba-strong-potent-'the best' spirit gulps (consider this :p). Prestigious issue for everyone around 'cause all there but me knew cooking..so multiple inputs and disagreements were obvious with some of 'em obviously available for 'fun' purposes (Oh ! puchcha) :)

So..I, finally, with multiple helps, cooked for the first time (though all this just for 'Dal Chawal' :!). The taste` was good and quantity was just right. So..a good-first-one !

Next day...it was Horton..saving the Whos and Figuera making it funnier while consistently pissing the 'Agent K' off ! (God knows why wasn't he enjoying it). Horton managed saving the Whos A.S.A.P (Act Swiftly, Awesome Pachyderm !..something he thought that A.S.A.P stood for) and the day ended with news of arrival of Mit (a friend..bro!) and along with him..something..that would carve out the events of the day following ;P.

Mit got Fenny along..in his bag..to college.
I saw this b'ful-I-don't-know-I'm-so-b'ful girl celebrating look-a-like day in college. My mere 'Mit..the girl..she is so b'ful' was enough to excite him to start acting as my wing-man ! (He didn't get off his role through the day and the names of girls in his cards kept switching with he climbing the states of mind ;P).

Sab mere baare mein chintit hain !!

God damned fenny was aweful :( and I was the leading gulp-in-the-stupid-spirit-shots guy ! My last memory..'O Sanam - Lucky Ali' till I got up at around 10 in the night and it was 'High Hopes - Pink Floyd' now with bros still climbing the ladders ! I was definitely off it now and back home.

Next day..headache kept vibrating and damping my head through the day. I had a bad 'day'. 'Greens' performed at a college fest and so the eve was awesome ! (Bhaiyaji...Once More :)). The bad 'day' ended with a good 'nite'. 'We Three' had dinner at Kuku's with patiyala lassi..and the liabilities were Anant's :p.

Aloha.

Dhruv. .

P.S. Puchcha is what Anant calls me and occasionally I call him too :). 'We Three'..Anant Sagar Dhruv. 'Agent K'..Anant.