Archive for May, 2008

Je’taime Paris

Posted in My-Travel on May 30, 2008 by prajwalpai

It was a marvellous day! We came out of Disney land at 18:40 exact. We somehow made it to the bus in the parking lot. With  all the management fiasco over first 3 days of my package tour, this was the best day so far! We managed to experience 7 rides and cover many other stuff in Disney land.

It was time to visit the Marvellous Eiffel tower. On record its the most visited paid monument in the world. I will not go into the technicality of the construction or the history but you will need to see the tower in person to experience how majestic the tower is. No picture or video will ever do any justice to this monument. We reached the tower sometime around 8. It was summer and hence we still had day light in abundance. Vikram( our so called organiser) collected the tickets which he had booked on-line and distributed among the group. It was decided that we had to come down the tower by 22:00 SHARP and a boat cruise was scheduled at 22:30. We ascended the tower and it was a magnificent sight! We were able to see each corner of Paris form up above and what more we were at the second level of the tower and there was still long way to ascend. We reached the summit and that was a sight i can never forget! I was in most senses like how i imagined. I don’t know why this is supposed to be one of the most romantic place on earth but it sure was wonder-full view. The scene from ‘Sleepless in Seattle’ came to my mind when i saw many many couples exchanging french kiss , or since i am in France let me just call that a kiss 😀

Well , It was raining hard and the summit was too crowded by pairs and damn windy. It was time for us to come down to earth again. I saw organiser Vikram  a bit ahead of us in the queue to get down. We came down by 21:58 , We had made it early!! We came 2 mins earlier to the stipulated time. One of the couple from our bus joined us and we went towards the parking space. To our surprise the bus was missing! The couple tried to call Vikram but he wasn’t reachable. The couple very much frustrated with Vikram with previous nights incident concluded that the group has left and they decided to go back to their hotel. Me and Sunil(my flatmate) were not convinced that the group could leave us when in fact we had come early. We again checked if we had got the time wrong. France is in a time zone which is one hour ahead of UK and with our clocks still set on UK time, it was easily possible for us to be confused. That wasn’t the case and we indeed had made it on time. We had no reason to believe that our group would leave us stranded at Eiffel tower for being 2 mins early. Naturally we thought that the bus would be parked some other place. But how were we supposed to know that new spot! We assumed that one of our organiser would be below Eiffel tower directing  other people to bus. That wasn’t the case, We looked around the 4 legs of the tower till 22:45 and nobody was to be seen. We had organiser Vikram’s number and so thought we should call him. We has some euros and we went to a telephone booth and it took us a couple of mins to see that there is no place to insert coins. When we approached a nearby guard seeking help, We had a revelation that there are no coin telebooth in France or at least in Paris unlike India or the UK. We caught hold of a lady who was using the telebooth. Lucky for us that the lady was from US and not France ans so we got a quick knowledge transfer on the telebooth. We did a quick call only to be directed to voicemail and that too was full and we were not able to leave a message.

We had spent close to 45 mins seeing around and we were half convinced that we are left behind. Some part of me was still not able to believe it! Who is sane frame of mind would leave behind two people of the group in a alien city with some strange language(yeah..french wasn’t romantic anymore) and with the reputation of being the most rude people on earth(well.. read on and you will know). We had our luggage in the bus and most importantly our passport were in the bus. We couldn’t get out of the country even if we were to go on our own. We had spent an hour previous day on how we need to keep our passport with us all the time in France and how cops drag you without asking any question/justification.

It was close to one hour since we were stranded. We had checked out the hotel and we didn’t know anything bout the new hotel, Vikram had kept that a secret. Vikram wasnt traceable and both our mobiles were not on roaming and so were as good as dead. All we could do was to go to the hotel where we stayed the previous night as Vikram was supposed to stay there.  It was 23:00 and so we expected that our group Will be enjoying their boat ride. We had pit stop in front of the Eiffel tower where Vikram got down to enquire about the boat ride timings, So we decided to hunt our group while they are on cruise. We went to the spot where bus was stopped the previous night and started a 360degree hunt for the group on cruise or the bus in parking. As per our knowledge all the cruises were along the small patch of river and so it was easily possible for us to catch up with them. Well… at least that’s what we thought at that time.

[Time 23:45]
We had again spent 45 mins along the banks on the river and around eiffel tower. The Eiffel tower was flashing in background and I had already got bored of that sight. There was some huge concert going on and some guy started singing “Hallelujah, Hallelujah” song by Rufus Wainwright(Yeah! the song in Shrek). Suddenly, It was such a soothing moment, I listened to the song walking along the river bank with the marvellous flashing Eiffel tower around me and it was close to midnight. I wasn’t angry anymore and I enjoyed the moment. I have always loved this song but this song at this moment was made me feel calm and absofabulous. After this for rest of night, I somehow didn’t lose my cool, We still had our hope that we could catch Vikram at our hotel. the hope which would soon shatter. Sunil was getting into a bit of panic mode and i somehow for no reason was enjoying the song.

It was past midnight and so was time for our PLAN B, To get a cab to hotel Formulae one. The place which we had checked out in the morning as it was not qualified to be called a hotel. It was less fancy than a dormitory with 2 separate dirty single beds(consider all the couples in our group) and more surprisingly was that it had no private facilities. The common toilets were at a corner in each floor. And the view from the window was of a huge cemetery!  Vikram however had decided to stay there. Well..As for our plan B, WE assumed that Paris is a navigationally developed city and the cab driver would enter the hotel name in his Satellite navigation device and we will reach the hotel. Well, Could we be any more wrong? With the ray of last hope, we joined the queue of people waiting for taxi. WE had a lady first in the Q , next to her was a lady and gentleman and we were standing after them. In a span of 5 mins, the Q grew close to 20 ppl. A taxi came and before the lady could get any close to that, A couple came from nowhere and the man boarded the taxi. All 20 ppl in the queue shouted in a loud voice to get them into Q. The Man ignored the pleading and boarded the car and the lady too didn’t seem to heed any voice from the Q. Before the rude lady could board the car, the first lady in the Q pulled her away from the Car! I smelled a Cat fight! The rude lady wouldn’t give up without a fight and she pushed away the Q lady and made her way into the car. The entire crowd in the Q booed the couple in the car. The Q lady wouldn’t let them go away either!! She opened the front door and explained the situation, and the driver asked the couple to get down the car. The Q lady turned to the crowd with the winning grin on her face and the whole crowd cheered for her asif she has won some olympic gold medal. The guy in the CAR finally said something to the Driver and the driver took off with them. We assumed that he agreed to to pay more. That was an anti-climax.

We finally got a cab and we felt that we would call it a day and things were about to go crazy! The driver didn’t understand English and we had to let the cab go. The next driver understood a bit of English and told us that with just the hotel name, he can’t take us there. He needed an address to drop us! That’s when we realised that the night aint ending here.. It was like we stood in front of bangalore airport and ask a taxi to go to ‘hotel Durgaprasad’, Nobody would know all the hotel in the town if not for a few branded hotels. We decided to give Vikram a call again and again were directed to the voice mail. We saw some cops standing by and approached them, Made them understand our situation and asked them if there was any way of knowin address of the hotel with just its name. They were blank and with bits of english told us that they cant help. We again called up Vikram and again got directed to voice mail. We were blank!! We had no idea whatsoever on what to do!

We had nowhere to go, nobody to call, nothing to do and no idea on what we could do next. We never had a PLAN C. We again spotted some cop and with nothing else to do asked him if he knew English. He had a pretty good English and suggested us that we go to some nearby hotel and ask there for the address of our hotel formula one. We roamed around looking for some hotel. That moment we spotted ‘HILTON’. One of the best hotel in Paris and with a view of Eiffel tower was one of the most expensive too. We expected no help here and would be very happy just if we were allowed inside. We couldn’t have been more wrong. We had nothing to lose and so went inside. The receptionist greeted us with a huge smile and made a sad face when we explained him our situation. Seeing the comp on his desk, I asked him if we could look up for the address of Hotel formula one Paris on Google. The guy was more than helpful. He was able to spot 3 hotels with the name Formula 1 in Paris, We told him that it was around 10 mins from Eiffel tower from what we knew. That didn’t help, He gave us a print of the address of all the 3 hotels and a Google map print out of the directions to all the 3 hotels. The confused look on our faces disturbed him I guess. He again looked up and called up all the 3 hotels asking if any of them had a bulk booking of 20 rooms in name of Vikram. No luck! We told him that some other booking agent other than Vikram had booked the hotel. He again called up all the 3 hotels and asked if there was a bulk booking with any name for a bunch of Indian people arriving from London. No luck! He told that none of the 3 hotels were what we were looking for. We couldn’t ask anything more from him. We got a map from him and looked for ourselves. He rounded off all the 3 hotels on the map for us and wished us best of luck. My eye somehow spotted a word ‘montrouge’ next to our hotel. I asked him if this meant grave yard in French. He affirmation brought a wide smile on our face. We remembered that we had a huge cemetery next to our hotel. That was it!! We had finally found our hotel!! We asked if we could use his phone to try and call Vikram. He told that he had helped us as much as he could. The guy wasn’t too positive as he had called up that hotel too but he told that he wish that we were right. With a happy look on our face we went out of the front door and as we were walking, the guy again came out and asked whom did we intend to call. When we told that it was our organiser, He told that we could use his phone if that could help us in anyway. We tried calling and again it was directed to voice mail. With the address and maps and directions to all the 3 hotels, we walkd out agian with a happy face. I promised that day to myself that I will respect Paris Hilton from now on 😀

We were happy that we have found the hotel. We spotted a bar close by Hilton and stopped for a Drink. Sunil got his usual beer and I got Vodka, It was the best Vodka i have ever had i think. We carried on roaming for few mins and finally arrived at the same taxi stand only that we had address with us this time. We got into taxi and gave address and the driver dropped us to our Hotel Formula one! We made it. The Hotel was empty and Vikram still hadn’t come to the hotel so far. We roamed around for sometime.

While we were walking, Sunil spotted a bus which looked like our bus. I blurted out that every bus looks like ours tonight. It indeed was our bus and we waved. People in the bus to recognised us. the bus stopped at the red signal and while we were crossing the road, It ripped off again. Me and Sunil were shell shocked!! We had no clue on why the bus didn’t stop to pick us up. We had caught them by sheer accident and they were on their way to hotel , then why didn’t they pick us up!! We thought they will come back to us but they didn’t. We had no option but to go to the old hotel and wait for Vikram over there. Me and Sunil again waited for some 20 mins and set for a small walk.

We decided to walk for few mins in the route the bus went. I was getting a gut feeling by spotting a set of flashing parking lights. I was somehow convinced that it ws our bus. WE walked some 10 mins and that indeed was our bus!! We spotted Vikram over their and me and Sunil had almost lost our temper and wanted really badly to slap him. I still don’t remember what stopped me from slapping or yelling at him. It was close to 02:00 and the driver came quickly and apologized for not stopping the bus. He told that it skipped off his mind. Pradeep the junior organiser jumped in and told that they tried to look for us and couldn’t and couldn’t keep others waiting. He told that we will have a talk the next day. We were too exhausted to fight. I was relieved to find the hotel and come together with rest of of ppl.

After the dinner was sorted out. We group of 7 boys again went out of hotel just for a drink. We roamed around the streets of Paris looking for a bar or pub. Our quest ended after some 15 min walk and we all managed to grab a drink in a bar which was almost closed. WE came back at around 03:40 and called it a day.

Even with all the panicking or tension, It was nice feeling all day. It was the most eventful day of the trip. Starting well with loads of fun in Disney land and then excitement at Eiffel tower and tension after being lost and the relief after being found for first time and anger after getting left out again and finally happy with a drink and walk with friends to end the day.  Je’taime Paris


A management Fiasco!!

Posted in Uncategorized on May 29, 2008 by prajwalpai


I had most of my friends pleading me not to go with a package tour but i didnt heed their advice. I asked myself, ‘How bad can it be?’. Well, I got my answer and read on and you will know what i am talking bout.

I came across some package tour called ‘Source for needs’. The name didnt make sense but anyway I glanced through the itenary which impressed me.
• Keukenhof Garden (Tulip)   – Garden was closed as per our organiser which we came to know only next day
• Madurodam Model Village  – We managed to see this in an hour, the only productive thing we did on first day
• Vole dam fishing village  – Many were Vegetarians so we skipped fishing
• Amsterdam canal cruise – We had no time for this
• Zaanse Schans – We were too late for this

• City of Brussels – Well.. We did go to this city
• Manneken Pis Statue – We saw this kid too
• Atomium – This is too boring to spend time as per organiser and we had no time

• Disneyland  – This was was the best part of tour, Some people opted out frustrated by our organiser
• Night in Paris – I did manage a night out at paris, Let me not go into details
• Eiffel Tower & City tour of Paris – Does driving around qualify to be called a tour, you decide


I will not go into details on what all happend during the tour, but I will only tell you what not to expect from this tour. A detailed blog on most of the events can be found here.

1. The Bus was to start from Honslow at 09:00
– Dont expect it to start on time. It will only move by 11:30

2. You are located in East Ham, The bus will pickup some group members from East ham.
– Dont expect it to pick you up unless you pay then 15£ extra. You have to go to Honslow

3. The Itenary mentions of breakfast and dinner
– Dont expect anything good. you have to eat what they give you, even if that means a stale food packed from London on first day.

4. Driver needs 9 hour break at night
– This is fine, But dont expect the organiser to know about this. He will ask you to be ready and make you wait for an hour in bus waiting for driver. Its the same driver even in last trip but the organiser dont know bout this break stuff.

5. Make it to all places
– Dont expect organisers to know basic Maths. The accomodation is 2 hours away from amstredam and dont expect organiser to count this 4 hours up and down in any plan. To make up for this, skip all the places you were about to see. Its easiest way to make up for lost time, Aint it?

6. A day has only 24 hours in Europe
– Yeah.. Dont expect the organisers to know this. Even with all the delays and accomodation being 2 hours for the city, They will tell that it was the groups mistake that we were not able to cover the places. The one hour we delayed will cause exponential delay chain reaction.

7. A tourist spot is closed
– You didnt know that , how can you expect the organiser to knwo that? Is it his job to check before hand any info on all the spots we visit? Nope..

8. A visit is cancelled
– Dont expect organiser to inform you. You didnt see Tulip Garden? When you move on to next city, you already know this. Dont you? Do you expect Organiser to tell you everything? That’s not fair.

9. Itenary mentions of Atomium
– Well, We did see the gate of this place. The last batch who visited this told that it was boring so its no use seeing this. And if we see this, We willnot get food in Paris. Yeah.. If you have been to Atomium, The hotels of paris will not serve you any food.

10. A hotel with private facilities
– This is the best! The organiser went out of their way to make these facilities as private as possible. Each person, Even the married couple were given their own induvidual seperate private bed. What more do you expect? Yeah, the room didnt have a toilet but they were strategically located in a comman area. Only one person could enter the loo , Isnt that private enough?

11. You are on time and No assembly point is mentioned.
– You are expected to find your bus even if its located some 2 blocks across. Dont expect the organiser to inform on this. Yeah, There are 2 organisers, Dont expect one to stay back and wait for you. Agreed, they are organisers but even they have to enjoy their trip right? How can you expect them to be responsible?

12. They Spot atlast!
– You are lost from the group. you dont have your document, You dont have address of hotel, you dont know the language. After 3 hours of traumatic experiance, you manage to find the group. DOnt expect them to stop the bus for you!! How can they stop bus in middle of an empty road at 01:30 in the night? This is Paris! they cant do it. They cant take a turn and pull over at the parking space! This is paris, You will be penalised if you pull over for 10 secs.

13. Second time lucky
– You found them once, You should be able to find them again, even if that means 3-4 more hours.

14. They leave you behind!
– Dont expect an apology even if they strand you in a alien city. It wasnt their fault. The Driver spots us and it skips out of his mind to stop bus for the stranded passengers, Dont expect the Organiser to remind him.

15. Its not possible!
Dont expect everything the itenary says! The organiser will shout at you that its not possible for anyone on earth for any organiser to do everything mentioned in the itenary! Well, Define Itenary again for me please!


Lost in Lost

Posted in Uncategorized on May 14, 2008 by prajwalpai
My all time favorite show on the idiot box is Seinfeld and next comes very close to it f.r.i.e.n.d.s. There was actually nothing else which even came close to these two untill recently. One of my friends friend happened to have a couple of seasons of a TV series called ‘Lost’. I happened to have some 600GB free in my hard disk and so i told him ‘why not’. It was sitting quietly in my hard disk for some 2 months. Last week, I had nothing much to do and TV was as idiotic as ever, I found this ‘Lost’. I had heard of this a lot before but never had i seen any episode of this. I knew that it had won many awards and a lot of hype was created around this, sO i decided to give it a go.
I was totally Lost in Lost! I was soo much gripped into this lost that i couldnt get a grip of myself. It took me just a weekend to finish off the first season, having 24 episodes each of 1 hour length. I was not at home on Saturday , so you might realise the shocking fact that i finished it in just a day!!
The plot, the characters, the script , the thrill , the suspense, the intensity , the drama everything at its best!!! I actually cannot even give out the plot in brief, but i will try , A flight crashes onto an island and the passengers are stranded. Well…. They are LOST! The island, shown as some supernatural entity by itself is believed to have a civilisation of its own, termed as ‘others’ by the survivers. Throughout the series, We are shown of an insight into each of the characters life beyond the island. We realise that its a small world, I am sure that by the end of all the series , we will know each of the character is linked to each other in some mysterious way. It has the mystery element, the lost and found formula of old hindi movies , a dramatic ending for each episode like our own Ekta Kapoor soaps, a constant battle of Science and faith. It even has concepts of time travel , it has got it all!
I finished the second season today, It took me 3 sleepless nights to finish this 23 episode series, but worth every minute i spent. I have 2 more seasons in queue. The worst part is that the series finale is supposed to be in May 2010, Can you imagine? All the answers will be answered in a dramatic finale about 2 years from now. This tells me that a lot more plots are going to be introduced and lot more questions.
The suspense is the best part of the series. Its unpredictability is what stumped me. You can NEVER and i mean NEVER predict whats happening next minute. I have seen nothing soo unpredictable any time before and being so interresting at same time. The next part was the depth this series has, It actually teaches a lot of things in a subtle sub concious level. It teaches that sometimes you have to let go of peaple you love, It teaches that you shouldnt be too hard on yourself and have to move on from the mistakes. The main thing it teaches is ‘HOPE’ ,cause when you are LOST, all you have is hope.
It actually shows that each of the character have actually ‘found’ themselves by being ‘lost’ in the island.




Seinfeld – Its all about Nothing!

Posted in Uncategorized on May 13, 2008 by prajwalpai

Jerry Seinfeld and Calvin are my favorites. I have always believed that if Bill Watterson had allowed Calvin to grow up, He would have turned out to be Seinfeld! 🙂 Anyway, Here are some of the best stuff from Seinfeld show, The show about nothing! This is an expurgated version of some of my favorite Seinfeld monologues. Enjoy Madi..

 THe Finger!!

JERRY: So I move into the centre lane, now I get ahead of this women, who felt for some reason I guess, that she thought that I cut her off. So, she pulls up along side of me, gives me…”the finger”. It seems like such an… arbitrary, ridiculous thing to just pick a finger and you show it to the person. It’s a finger, what does it mean? Someone shows me one of their fingers and I’m supposed to feel bad. Is that the way it’s supposed to work? I mean, you could just give someone the toe, really, couldn’t you? I would feel worse if I got the toe, than if I got the finger. ‘Cause it’s not easy to give someone the toe, you’ve gotta get the shoe off, the sock of and drive, get it up and uh [pretends to drive with one foot in the air and speaks to person driving next to him] look at that toe, buddy. [puts his foot down] I mean, that’s really insulting to get the toe, isn’t it ?

SuperSense of Humour

[Setting: Coffee Shop] JERRY: I think Superman probably has a very good sense of humor.

GEORGE: I never heard him say anything really funny.

JERRY: But it’s common sense. He’s got super strength, super speed.. I’m sure he’s got super humour.

GEORGE: You would think that, but either you’re born with a sense of humor, or you’re not. It’s not going to change even if you go from the red sun of Krypton all the way to the yellow sun of the Earth.

JERRY: Why? Why would that one area of his mind not be affected by the yellow sun of Earth?

GEORGE: I don’t know but he ain’t funny.

The Soda

The bad thing about television is that everybody you see on television is doing something better than what you’re doing. Did you ever see anybody on TV like just sliding off the front of the sofa with potato chip crumbs on their face? Some people have a little too much fun on television: the soda commercial people – where do they summon this enthusiasm? Have you seen them? “We have soda, we have soda, we have soda”, jumping, laughing, flying through the air – it’s a can of soda. Have you ever been standing there and you’re watching TV and you’re drinking the exact same product that they’re advertising right there on TV, and it’s like, you know, they’re spiking volleyballs, jetskiing, girls in bikinis and I’m standing there – “Maybe I’m putting too much ice in mine.”

Best Doctor :

Every time somebody recommends a doctor, he’s always the best. “Oh, is he good?” “Oh, he’s the best. This guy’s the best.” They can’t all be the best. There can’t be this many bests. Someone’s graduating at the bottom of these classes, where are these doctors? Is somewhere, someone saying to their friend, “You should see my doctor, he’s the worst. Oh yeah, he’s the worst, he’s the absolute worst there is. Whatever you’ve got, it’ll be worse after you see him. He’s just, he’s a butcher. The man’s a butcher.”? And then there’s always that, “Make sure that you tell him that, you know, you know me.” Why? What’s the difference? He’s a doctor. What is it, “Oh, you know Bob! Okay, I’ll give you the real medicine. Everybody else, I’m giving Tic-Tacs.”


The thing I don’t understand about the suicide person is the people who try and commit suicide for some reason they don’t die and that’s it. They stop trying. Why? Why don’t they just keep trying? What has changed? Is their life any better now? No. In fact it’s worse because now they’ve found out one more thing you stink at. Okay, that’s why these people don’t succeed in life to begin with. Because they give up too easy. I saw, pills don’t work, try a rope. Car won’t start in the garage, get a tune up. You know what I mean? There’s nothing more rewarding than reaching a goal you have set for yourself.

 Keys to plane!

I like planes. I was on a plane the other day and I was wondering – are there keys to the plane? Do they need keys to start the plane? Maybe that’s what those delays on the ground are sometimes. When you’re just sitting there at the gate, maybe the pilot’s just up there in the cockpit going <mimics looking for keys> “Oh, I don’t believe this. Oh my god…I did it again.” They tell you it’s something mechanical, because they don’t want to come on the PA system…”Ladies and gentlemen, we’re going to be delayed here on the ground for a little while, I uh…Oh God, this is so embarrassing…I – I left the keys to the plane in my apartment.” You see the technicians all running underneath the plane; you think they’re servicing it, but they’re actually looking for the magnet “hide-a-key” under the wing…”maybe he left it up there somewhere…”

Chalk outline!

There are many different job in the police. It seems to me, that the chalk outline guy is one of the better jobs that you can get. You know it’s not dangerous, the criminals are long gone, that seems like a good one. I don’t know who they are, I guess they’re people who wanted to be a sketch artists, but they couldn’t draw too well…”listen Johnson, forget the sketches. Do you think if we left a dead body right there on the sidewalk, you could manage to trace around it? Could you do that?”. I don’t even know how it helps to solve the crime? You know, they look at the thing on the ground…”aah his arm was like that when he hit the pavement. That means the killer must’ve been Jim.”


I don’t know about you, but I’m getting sick of pretending to be excited every time it’s somebody’s birthday, you know what I mean? What is the big deal? How many times do we have to celebrate that someone was born? Every year, over and over… All you did was not die for twelve months. That’s all you’ve done, as far as I can tell.

Fear of speech!

JERRY: To me, the whole concept of fear of success is proof that we are definitely scraping the bottom of the fear barrel. Are we gonna have to have AA-type meetings for these people? They’ll go: “Hi, my name is Bill, and the one thing I’m worried about is to have a stereo and a cream-colored couch.” According to most studies, people’s number-one fear is public speaking. Number two is death. *Death* is number two! Now, this means to the average person, if you have to go to a funeral, you’re better off in the casket than doing the eulogy.

The Christmas tree

The Christmas tree certainly seems to inspire a love/hate relationship. All that time is spent selecting it and decorating it, and then a week after it’s just thrown somewhere, you see it by the side of the road, it looks like a mob hit. A car slows down, a door opens and this tree just rolls out. People snap out of that Christmas spirit like it was a drunken stupor, they just wake up one morning and go, “Oh my god, there’s a tree inside the house! Just throw it anywhere!

Silver Medal 

I always feel bad for the silver medal winner in the Olympics.How do you live with that the rest of your life? People are gonna keep asking: – How much did you lose by? – I don’t even know…! It was like…(very fast)… like, like……!It was it…! Eh, it was it and I lost. I trained, I worked out, I exercised, I did everything,I was doing push-ups, sit-ups, I never did anything but exercise and work out for 20 years, I flew half way around the world and aaaaaaaaaah!…(showing a tiny distance between his index and thumb) And that was…it was a photo-finish! Silver…(stretching his neck forward)…gold. If I had a pimple, I would’ve won.

Silver again!

Although I think I have a problem with that silver medal.’Cause when you think about it,you win the gold-you feel good,you win the bronze-you think ‘Well at least I got something’.But when you win that silver it’s like ‘Congratulations,you *almost* won. Of all the losers-you came in first of that group.You’re the number one *loser*. No one lost ahead of you!’


I have a friend, wears eyeglasses, no prescription in the glasses because he thinks it makes him look more intelligent, now why? Why do we think that glasses makes us look more intelligent? Is it from the endless hours of reading and studying and researching that this person supposedly blew out their eyeballs, and that’s why they need the glasses? It’s just a corrective device. If you see someone with a hearing aid, you don’t think, ‘Oh, they must have been listening real good…yeah, to a lot of important stuff…’ No, they are deaf. They can’t hear.


JERRY: (unwrapping a piece of gum) I think gum is, is one of the weirdest human inventions. (pops gum in his mouth) It’s not a liquid, ‘s not a solid, ‘s not a food. What is it? It isn’t really anything, you know. I mean, it’s like a stationary bike for your jaw. Like, remember when you were in school, and teachers would get all riled up if they caught you with gum? And when you were a kid, you’d think ‘What is the big deal?’ But, as an adult, I can understand it, because when you’re chewing gum, you don’t look like you’re too thrilled with anything anyone has to say. (as sarcastic teen) ‘Oh, World War Two. That was an important historical event? Yeah, I’m sure.’ ‘They landed a man on the moon, nineteen sixty-nine? Yeah, right. Yeah, I buy that, teach.’



An Epitaph for my memories

Posted in Uncategorized on May 12, 2008 by prajwalpai

I wish..

Sometimes.. I wish i was not so stupid to do such a mistake, I wish she was stupid enough to forgive me, I wish she was not so mature to analyse our relation , I wish i was not so immature to overanalyse our relation, I wish i had talked, I wish she had listened, I wish she didnt give up on me, I wish she could come back to me, I wish she wouldnt ignore me, I wish she had treated me with more care than treating me as one of her friend, I wish i didnt have to look for another person to get attention, I wish i hadnt compared myself with others, I wish she would have treated me in a way uncomparable to others, I wish i could expect something from her, I wish i hadnt told that i will not expect anything from her,I wish i had told this long back. I wish I had conviction to start all over again, I wish she had the strength to love me again. Well.. I had my chances to make my wish come true and I made my choices. I only wish now, I didnt cry myself to sleep.

May be…

May be nothing is forever. May be it was meant to be. May be it was our destiny to be apart. May be everything happens for a reason. May be everything happens for the better. May be have to let go.

I hope…

I hope i will be whole again someday!

I’m so sick of love songs

Posted in Uncategorized on May 9, 2008 by prajwalpai

Could fulfillment ever be felt as deeply as loss? This one thought in the book ‘The Inheritance of Loss’ that had me thinking and thinking. The thought still resonates in me. We take for granted the things,the people we have and never value it. Its only when we lose something, do we realise the loss. The depth of loss is more painfull than anything in the world and most hard part is to get past and move on. We normally take for granted on how much some person can be a part of you, more than any of your own body part. Its only a loss that makes us realise how pathetically dependent you are on another person.

Anyway, you lose some relations and nothing much can be done about past. You need to get over it and move on. Thats the way the cookie crumbles.. What do you do to get over some person? the first thing to do would be ‘to try’ not think of them. Easier said than done. The thought of not to have thoughts of someone part to you is very scary! The smallest of things hurts the most.

You might have got an idea by this time that i am trying to get over a certain close person. I am trying to be ‘Just friends’ with her. I must confess that i am doing a bad job at it. I thought i will altogether stop doing things which might make me think of her and believe me .. Then i have to literally stop doing everything.

I did a cleanup ritual. This was my first time. I did hardware cleanup (Safely locked some stuff given by her or belonging to her). I did software cleanup (Cleanup my Computer, Safely put into a vault(folder with password) all of her photos, vedios and the audios(yeah! I had recorded couple of conversations.. Pathetic me!!). Changed my wallpaper to some cartoon. Took off her snap from my wallet( This isnt in fashion anymore!). Took off her pic from the frame which i had in office(yeah..yeah.. things i do..) All done and still no help at all. After doing all this, I realised that this cleanup helped me in no way all all. I needed no materialistic thing to make me think of her. I just did all this to convince myself that i am putting some effort to get over her. I played a song and my mind suddenly drifted into the past and some thought of ‘her’. Now..This can be tricky.. I have a 750GB hard disk with i dont know how many songs, I have copied some 8GB of my likable songs to Creative Vision M and a selective evergreen playlist of 1.5Gb onto my Nokia Music express. I had a perennial playlist having all the songs on my mobile. Now..Every song made me think of her! I started deleting one by one the songs that in someway made me think of her and Voila!! My playlist was empty!! I was left out with less than 10 songs! I couldnt believe that everysong in my playlist was about love,girl,togetherness or seperation! I was left only with few songs from JhonnyGaddar,RDB and couple of kannada songs. Of all the Bryan Adams songs i had, I am left only with ‘On a day like today’ I felt pathetic! I listen to songs almost all the time. Some 10 songs was never enough to keep me satisfied but i had to be hard on myself. I actually am listening to only one song now which keeps me motivated not to listen to other songs 🙂 The song named:why can’t I turn off the radio? It goes like this…

(It’s ridiculous)
It’s been months for some reason I
(Can’t get over us)
And I’m stronger than this
(Enough is enough)
No more walking ’round with ma head down
I’m so over being blue
Crying over you

And I’m so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing
You were still here
Said I’m so sick of love songs
So sad and slow
So why can’t I turn off the radio?

Gotta fix that callender I had
That’s marked July 23
Cos since there’s no more you
There’s no more anniversery
I’m so fed up of my thoughts of you
And your memories
And now every song reminds me
Of what used to be

That’s the reason I’m
And I’m so sick of love songs
So tierd of tears
So done with wishing
You were still here
Said I’m so sick of love songs
So sad and slow
So why can’t I turn off the radio?

O-o-h (Leave me alone)
Leave me alone (Stupid love song)
Don’t make me think about her smile
Or having my first child
Then lettin go
Turning of the radio

(Chorus x3)
Cos I’m
And I’m so sick of love songs
So tierd of tears
So done with wishing
You were still here
Said I’m so sick of love songs
So sad and slow
So why can’t I turn off the radio?
(So why can’t I turn off the radio?)
Why can’t I turn off the radio?

I will end this blog here… Watch the space, definitely expect more on this.

Serendipity – Fortunate by accident

Posted in Uncategorized with tags on May 4, 2008 by prajwalpai

I was going back home! Little did i know that i would cherish this journey for rest of my life and would treasure each of these moments my entire life and beyond. I am sure that the first sentence is making you think that i am going back home after a really long time but i ain’t. But, Does it matter? The feeling of coming back to home is always the best! Doesn’t matter if that’s after few hours of shopping, a day’s hard work , a weeks vacation, a month’s tour or a year’s long stay.

Journey on train was my favourite. The length of my legs might be one of the reason but I loved the freedom we have in train mainly the sleeper coach. It was routine for me to book a lower window side seat , collect a bottle of juice and some chocolate at platform and enjoy them with the view and music! I simply loved it! The first part of my ritual during each journey was checking the listing on my compartment. I had a smile on my face when i saw female names close to my seat, The age of the girls made my smile broader, Little did i know that this very name would take over my life! This name would conquer my message inbox, my mail inbox, my computer, my mind, my heart and my life altogether..

I went on my seat and saw the girls! I saw one girl with HUGE pretty eyes and i couldn’t take off my eyes off her! I don’t think she noticed me and i got down from train to get my dose of juice. I came back and blew my air pillow and put on my ear phone and i heard the giggling of the girls but i didn’t catch their eye. Now..Here the stuff that inspired the title of this blog. Instead of putting my earphone jack onto the ear phone socket in my disc man( Mp3 players weren’t invented then), I accidentally put it onto some other socket and I was not able to hear anything! I thought my disc man was screwed!! Now..Now..I heard a loud giggle and The girls with pretty eyes looked at me. This was the first time our eyes met and a lightening struck my heart! We kept eye contact for few seconds. Contradictory to popular belief, Lightening does strike at same place more than once.. I somehow was too much immersed in her eyes but still managed to see that this girl had not just pretty eyes but very cute pretty face with lovely long hairs. It wasn’t Love at first sight but i definitely was uncontrollably attracted to these eyes. I was intrigued bout this girl. I wasn’t the type of guy who had guts to talk with some girl , that too a pretty girl and that too not alone and that too across compartment. That was a huge No NO..but.. I wanted to know more bout this girl. I was enjoying their talk, I couldn’t much make sense out of that as it wasn’t audible but I could make out that the other girl had a thick Brit accent. I assumed that these are a couple of girls in some Call centre working for a UK client. I noticed that the pretty eyed girl had no accent and in between the talks She exchanged eye contact with me. She was giving an interesting stare. I was not able to make out if that was some sort of invitation or if she was trying to say ‘Dude.. piss off’ and I wanted to know exactly that.With my CD player not working..I continued to stare at the pretty girl. She had a very naughty smile and their was something mischievous about it which I loved. In a span of some 10 mins, It wasn’t just the eyes I was attracted too but also the giggle. WE continued to stare for sometime and I finally decided that I should do something! I had no guts to talk to her but she was giving me some inviting looks or at least i assumed that but I felt some butterflies in my stomach.

I just couldn’t stop staring at her, but there is always an end to every beginning. The pretty girl went to her berth and out of my line of sight. She came closer to be in terms of distance but the visibility was zero..Well..almost zero. I was able to see her for for sometime but.. only for sometime. With her face in all my dreams, I dozed off.

You must be thinking this end the story..It sounds indeed but the story has just begun!! I woke up with a jerk, It was exactly 4.30 in the morning and I was still a sleepy head and it took me couple of mins to realise why I woke up.. Well it was DESTINY!! The reason was that the train had a tiny breakdown in Bhadravathi but the fact was that it was my destiny! This qualifies to be another serendipity, I was fortunate by accident again. I just was about to go back to sleep when it al unravelled, I re winded a few hours and I was as fresh as a morning dew.. I became concious of 2 pretty eyes looking at me.. I just saw that the berth next to her was empty! I was about to change history. NEVER in my life had I approached to talk to a girl, none of my classmates, none of my cousins. Female species was always was something of a mystery to me.. Well..untill now. As the pretty eyes were looking at me, I jumped across the berth to be seated next to her. The fact on what went in my mind to make me do this will be an eternal question. This was the first and last time in my life when I approached a complete stranger female species to strike a conversation,That too in total darkness and at 4.30 in the morning in a broke train. And in the back of my mind, this girl somehow wasnt a stranger to me. Like in movies,I wanted to tell ‘Hello Gorgeous, Has anybody told you that you have a huge pair of pretty eyes’ and all that came out of my mouth was ‘Hi’. Actually, Thats was I believe came off my mouth. I had seen and heard such cheesy lines in movies but believe me it isn’t as easy as it looks specially when you are doing that for the first time in your life. It turned out that a ‘hi’ was more than enough to change two lives. She replied to me..She replied with a ‘Hi’ and I actually went blank..I remember I blurted out something and she did move her lips.. I was totally immersed in her eyes and anything I talked was just a reflex. I have no clue on what happened next..We talked for sometime, She got down from train.

After a long time,may be after couple of years,  when we recalled this incident, She told me that I told her what I do for a living and asked her about her and most importantly I asked her contact id to be in touch. The other girl was indeed a girl born and brought up in the UK. If life was a fairy tale, My story would end here , cause we are happy now and I know it would last forever.

DISCLAIMER : This is a work of fiction. All characters involved are fictional. Any similarities to actual persons is also pure coincidence and a fortunate accident.