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For the first time in my life, I dont feel like going home. I think I’ll stay back in the office tonight. Nononono… All guesses are wrong here. I didn’t fall in love with my work, neither do I’ve the company of a hottie. However, some stupid a$$ m0^&#&$(@r has dumped a dead cat just below my window. Its stinking like hell. And yes its not quite a surprising thing in India, worse in Kolkata. I can’t believe the guy who has done it. He/she has placed the dead animal very immaculately on a piece of A4 size paper, as if that bastard was trying to savour it from a street food vendor but he/she didn’t like it. I would give anything to get a shotgun for a$$h0les like these.
It was a big day of my life.. While friends at home were getting ready for a heavy Sunday lunch, I’d a very big decision to take; getting a haircut. Trust me, its not an easy decision for a guy who’s hair more than 12 inch long. People had started asking me if I didn’t have the money to get a haircut. Some of them actually thought it had someting to do with the current recession. But to be honest, even I dont know why I’d 1 ft. long hair. Anyway in the morning when I woke up, I’d taken that big decision. I googled a bit for a salon near by. My hands felt heavy as I picked up the phone to call “Eye Catchers”. Taxied 1.5 KMs to reach that place exactly at 11.30AM, as I’d an appoinment with the hairdresser. As far as I can remember I’d never fixed an appointment with Hairdresser before this. I’ve surely done it with doctors or some insurance agents.. But with hairdresser, this was the first time. He was speaking a lot of gibberish about fashion, which I’d no idea about, while he ran that machine over my head. After half an hour I’d reduced 1 Kilo in weight and had added Rs. 496 to my credit card bill.. And the same people who thought I was hit by the recession, are now looking twice at me before they can recgonize..
Life is a screwed up thing. This world is a screwed up place too. I feel like giving up everything and go on a long vacation to Goa. May be, then work as a coast guard; certainly not inspired by Baywatch but I’d have the luxury of playing in the sea, all day long. It may so happen that I’ll get sick of it too. Change seems to be quite a part of life and so is our human nature resist it. In the last two months I’ve traveled more than 12,000 KMs, lived in many differenct places scattered across different time zones and geographies. Of course it’s taken its toll on me. One moment I find myself listening to Led Zeppelin and the next moment I switch to Sheryl Crow!! I feel like quitting everything. But again I see all the air-conditioned sedans on the road while I breathe diesel hanging from an auto-rickshaw. I see people suffocating inside the wooden buses of West Bengal Surface Transport corporation with sweat dripping down their every visible organs. Then I also see men in their Lungis pulling rickshaws breathing the same diesel. It makes me sad. While I feel sad about all this shit, people hanging from buses and auto rickshaws stare at my nine inch long hair tied up neatly behind my neck into a ponytail. Some of them giggle at it too. Then I find myself in a little cubicle staring at a computer screen, going through what seem like never ending lines of code, which of course I’ve lost every interest in, since a long time back. But I stare at it because I get paid for it! Boy, now I sound like a phoney, whom I hate the most. Now I’m starting to hate myself.
Boy. Was I crying. Am I drunk? All I feel like doing is reading some books and drinking goddamn JD.. I’m in the free pool these days. Well, otherwise known as the “BENCH” in the I.T. industry. I might get a pink slip anytime. But u know wot; I don’t give a shit. All I wanna do is read some good books and listen to Led Zep and all!! Boy, I hate those phonies at office..
Got up at 6.05 AM. Saw the sun and felt the cool breeze of the morning. Had my breakfast. All this after a grueling period of more than 1 year. I feel like a human again!
I just woke up. Had a shower. Didn’t have lunch. Last day of night shift today. Slept like a baby in the daytime, inspite of dreams about ghosts and other things which don’t scare me.
Its nearing mid of Feb. Haven’t started traveling yet, except for a trip to home town last month. Mama says “stop traveling too much”. She is scared that I might die in a road accident someday. She has no idea how many people die on their way to office.
Too busy with work, leaving me with little time for the ‘I’ in me. Trying to read some books. Only good ones. Life is too short to waste on bad things which includes dumb girls. Bad books makes you feel like a shithead and dumb girls are always a nightmare. people in office want me to join them on a team outing. Some sort stupid weekend trip. I see their faces 5 days a week. They are not ready to spare me 1 day of happiness. I say “Good job guys”.
I feel like living isolated sometimes. Cutoff from the hustle of the working world; only connected to it virtually. Lost in the oblivion, listening to Pink Floyd. Expecting some sort of Domino effect afterwards.
I’m a software professiona, but not much into technology these days. I used to bang my head over trivial things like “How Linux is better” and shit like that. I’m over it now. Just trying ro use my lappy as given to me. Feeling the web around me. Have no intention to write any ground breaking algorithm. Just a feeling of detachment.
Life feels beautiful sometimes. So does death. But hopeful that it would be long before I face the second one. Hahahaaa…. Life looks beautiful except for petty things like office, rising blood pressure, HDL, LDL, traffic and shit like that. I see the setting sun in the horizon; with a bunch of Grey marooned clouds. Birds flying away forming a V in the distant sky. Sometimes a question pops up inside the circuits of my little brain. How far is illusion from reality? Should put this question to a NASA scientist. Is green grass laced with droplets from fog an illusion and tar on the roads a reality? How about Einstein this time?
Definition : Everything that has been accomplished, no matter by whom, irrespective of nationality, skin color or religion bias, is actually a result of the person in question being on high; and the rest of the world is good for nothing.
The ‘High’ that I’m talking about here is not limited to but includes smoking marijuana, getting drunk and stuff like that. High as the word suggests is a higher state of being. People have experienced this high factor by falling in love with a boy, girl or may both; whatever. Music can get you high. City girls these days are on diet high. Painting gives some people high. And of course Yoga, meditation, computer game medical conditions like Insomnia are all actually a way of achieving high. I remember one my previous tech leads, who is currently leading version 3.0 of his life, mentioning somewhere about getting high on near death experience. Not too sure about that. I’ve no idea how this theory came into my mind while sitting on the commode.
Believe me, even the “Theory of relativity” and all the “Newtonian Theories” are based on this “High Theory”. Yeah. These people used to get high on PHYSICS. Quite possibly. The US attacked Iraq because it was on a war high. Saddam got caught because he couldn’t achieve high anymore. Bin Laden is still on high. Steve Buckner didn’t take wrong decisions deliberately. He did it because he is high on anti-Indian sentiments. The news channels aren’t producing bullshit because they are news channels. They are doing it because they are on news high. So everything, good shit, bad shit, best of the shitpile are all on high. I hope you got an idea. Jay HIGH.
Nov 16, Friday night; took a bus from BLR to Hyderabad. Nov 17 and Nov 18, visited Salarjung museum and Snow world. Eat street revisited. Back to BLR on 19th. Completed my 10,000 KMs of travel inside India. Feels like I’ve achieved something. But again anyone with enough time and a little bit of money can do it. So actually feeling like a stupid asshole. But was never was disappointed with any of these journeys. Learnt a lot from them.
Deleted my Orkut account with 76 photos and more than 1K scraps and 137 friends, on the day of Christmas. No idea why. Probably it was just a new way to start the new year. Had a beer bath at 12.00 AM on 1st Jan, 2008. But new year is not looking new anymore.
So this post is just to congratulate myself for completing my 10,000 KMs inside India and deleting my Orkut profile!!
Hey there. I’ve no idea, where I stumbled upon this website. You can calculate the worth of your blog. It says my blog is worth some $1600.. Thats gr8 man. I feel like selling this piece of shit and buying a Mac!!! Anyone interested to buy this blogggg…..
My blog is worth $1,693.62.
How much is your blog worth?
I even check for the accuracy of the above site using Amrit’s (My frnd) blog and I got somewhere around more that $10 K. Just looking for a buyer.. LOL…
This is probably the first time I’ve logged into WordPress before logging into Gtalk and Orkut!! Yeah man. I’m a bit drunk and I’m actually watching an episode of Bikini Destinations on Z’Cafe. One of my favourite programs.. And this weird idea of posting some crap into wordpress came into my dumb ass.. Sorry; I mean MIND (U may call it a brain!!!).. Its about the 1000th scrap in my Orkut scrap book. I saw the 999th scrap in my Orkut Scrap book and thought that I should write the 1000th scrap myself. So I did it.. Yeah man I did it. I wrote a scrap in my own scrap book. This is insane. I know; but feels good. So dont do ur own job and fuckk off..
