Thank You Sachin!

I checked the time in my mobile. It showed 6. Oh! 6 o’clock! Everybody had left at 4.30 and I was there in the office, with three other persons. Thanks to this ‘fourth quarter of a financial year’ thing. At least there is some work to do now! So much, that it makes me stay in the office till 6. And even sometimes 7. Touchwood! Meri khud ki nazar mujhe boht jaldi lag jaati hai. :-/

And then, he made a call to somebody. He was not my boss, but the one, jise I hate the most! All the conversation was going on in Telugu. So there was no chance, that I could get anything what they were talking about. And then after sometime, he yelled Sachin, which brought my attention to him, who was standing at about 10 meters away from me. And then, 191. What? 191? 191! By that time, I had just a single update of the match: India had lost Sehwag very early. So I was wondering what is wrong or right with this 191! Was this his score? Or India’s? Or something else is there? And then, I saw him smiling. It was not a smirk. It was a smile on his face, in the bliss of something. And it did not take me to make a guess what that 191 was all about.

I went to boss’s seat. timesofindia.indiatimes, Ctrl + Enter and clicked on the sports tab. OMG! The screen was showing something which amazed me to the core! He was playing on 196 at that time. 196!!! :O and about 3-4 overs were left to be bowled by RSA. He had already broken one record, which nobody had been able to do for a long time! OMG! Ye kab hua?! Mujhe kyun ni pata is match ke baare mein kuch bhi?! 196! Matlab, 1^st double century in an ODI is on the way! Saara India khushi se jhoom raha hai, aur main yahan mara raha hoon! Ummm..kya karoon! Jaaun? Ya baithke kaam khatam karoon? Tmrw GM will ask for the updates. erm..kya karoon? Daant sun lunga..200 baar-baar ni banne waale. Yea right, daant sun lunga. Calculated the risk and went to the boss.

“Sir! I’ve almost done all the work. Just these 2-3 GRs are left, which I cant bill. There are a lot of mistakes in them. And I’m leaving now.”

(After thinking for a while)

“OK fine. The work is more or less done. Go!”

And then, I ran! I ran like hell, from the office to the hostel, for about 5 minutes, with just one stop of about 10 seconds, remembering Tom Hanks, Forrest Gump and praying continuously to God, “Please! Don’t let him! Please!” Reached hostel and then common room. Just-In-Time! He was at the non-striker’s end, the score-bar showed that he was playing at 199. Aur fir jaake meri saans mein kuch saans aayi. Thankyou God! Sometimes, you do listen to me! Thanks to Dhoni. He didn’t let him.

But fir Dhoni ne pakaya boht saara..he played all the six balls of 49^th over, without even taking a single run! How could he do like this?! :O When he was hitting boundaries, nobody was cheering up but cursing him. 50^th over, 1^st ball..dot! I ran for about 5 minutes not to see you play, uncle! Temper was at its peak, and then, 2^nd ball..another shot, heading to become another boundary, but thanks to Hashim Amla, who stopped the ball, just a few meters away from the fence.

And then was the moment there, which I was waiting for, for which I ran so fast, for which I didn’t care about what would be happening with me tomorrow. I saw him making a 200! Mera effort waste ni gaya! :D :)

I was more than happy! There was a reason to stay happy. He made me happy.

Iske aage aur kuch ni likhna. :)

An Excerpt.

An excerpt when today morning I was about to take breakfast, with Shreyash:

(After figuring out that poori bani hai.)

Me: O nai yaar! Poodi ni khaani mujhe. Boht dry and oily hoti hai! :(

Shreyash: Koi na! Idli samajhke khaale.

(After looking at the sabzi.)

Me: Yeh kaisi aaloo ki sabzi hai?! Isme aaloo toh hai hi ni..only curry reh gayi hai! :O

Shreyash: Koi na! Chutney samajhke khaa le.

(After tasting the sabzi.)

Me : eeww..itni kadwi hai! :(

Andar se aawaaz aayi, “Koi na! Meethi samajhke khaa le.”

Right! 7 months se yehi toh kar raha hoon. :'(

From Happiness to Sadness.

Some days back, I was asked by a colleague whether it would be OK if I’m sent to a site in the last week of February, which is located near Delhi, officially, for 10 days? The work would get completed in maximum 4-5 days. In the remaining days, I could enjoy or do anything  which I wanted to. For me, it was something, about which, now I just dream..going to places, where people don’t talk to each other in code languages, where food generally is wheat-based and not rice-based, where I’d be happier etc etc.. So obviously, the answer was ‘Hell Yes!’. It still was a dream. For about 3-4 days, I kept on asking him whether it was a joke or what? I could not believe this was happening. In return, I always got the answer, which I wanted to get. I started making plans of where I’d go and what I’d be doing there. I yearned to visit Gurgaon and Chandigarh this time. Happy Happy! :D

Then, something happened over there, something happened over here. These happenings were the enemies of my happiness. They shook hands and attacked, and that thing happened, which I wanted the least to happen. Jaana cancel ho gaya. All those plans got ruined. Happiness got converted to sadness. I feel shattered now. Very Sad. :(

If the fourth quarter of a financial year was not going on, I would have gone on my own after all this. Mujhe itna hopeful ni hona chahiye tha. I hope overcome very soon.

PS: two days ago my office computer’s monitor broke down, and after my two days ‘follow-up’, I’m not seeing it getting replaced in the near future. It’s like as if someone has thrown salt on a fresh wound. :(

Nostalgia!

1. Yesterday, I went to a restaurant, whose ambience was very much similar to Gopal’s, Sector 8, Chandigarh. The crowd was mostly consisting of dating couples, college going students and some families.
2. The person sitting in front of me was holding a helmet in his hand. His physique was very much similar to Mayank Raina’s..poora bhara-bhara..having a huge face, wo bhi Raine jaisa hi! He left after having a light meal.
3. He was replaced by a working-lady who was accompanied by a man. She was carrying an IBM-Thinkpad! They left after sometime.
4. Aaj day tak ka mausam mujhe yaad dila raha tha Chandigarh ki..waisi mausam mein classes lagaane ka mann ni hota tha..and kabhi uphill jaane ka plan banaya karte the..many times, uphill chale jaaya karte the..nahi toh kahin aur velhiyan maarne.
5. Fir aaj ka Productivity Improvement something something quiz..pehle preliminary round..’20 questions’..fir selection of exactly 5 teams..and then final round..uff! SAASC ke quizes bhi aise hi hua karte the.

All of a sudden, why were so many links connected to make a chain, each of which was reminding me of past? What is the indication?

Ab kya chaahte ho Bhagwaan?

Happy Valentine's Week! :)

Valentine's Week.
Out of those 8 days, only 2 hi hote the mere liye toh..
This time, na toh koi Chocolate mili, aur na hi koi Hug.

Happy Valentine's Week! :)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNdpoWhLDFE

Wow!

An excerpt:

Were you there when the HR people were giving the presentation on PRP (Performance Related Payment)?
- Yes sir, I was there.
So you must be knowing by this time that you need to perform well if you want to get PRP?
- Oh yes sir, I know that. (being the junior most in the dept, obviously I’ll be getting the least!)
OK! So what are your plans for future?
- Sir, I…
I meant would you be continuing with BHEL or are you planning to leave soon?
- Sir, I’ve not given it a thought as yet. I don’t know!
Which college are you from?
- Punjab Engineering College, Chandigarh.
Ques. Branch?
- Mechanical, sir.

No more questions, just an advice.
See, you are from a “normal engineering college”, and not from an IIT. You won’t be able to make it to other colleges for higher education. So BHEL would be the best option for you, for whole of the life! Dil lagaake kaam karo! You keep sitting in that corner. Don’t do that! Get more involved with people. Learn new things.
Wow! Thank you very much, sir! (I’ll really be very much grateful to you!)


...aur is tarah mera future decide kar diya gaya...


I don't understand this. If not asked, why does a person give an advice to another, when they are just unknown to each other?