Happy new year 2010

Hi All,


Finally we have arrived at the dawn of last day the year 2009. I am sitting in my office internet cafe and trying to think what I should write on the last day eve of 2009. Well, there is so much to say...2009 has shown so many colors of the play called life. 2009 has shown a very nice turn in my carreer and I thank that one power(ppl call it Bhagvan, Ishwar, Alla or God) that enabled me to end the 2009 on a good note.

May you all experience the shower of happiness...
May the spring come soon and melt the snow from everyone's life....
May you all achieve great hights in 2010....
May god give you the power of forgiveness (if you don't have)
May you all enjoy the whole year with your family and friends..
May god give you insights to find out what you like…
May god give you strengths to follow your own path…

Happy new year my dear friends. Promise yourself to bring happiness to this world.
Keep spreading love…Keep spreading harmony…Keep spreading joy…

Merry Xmas..

Well, this is the third Saturday when I am in the office. 6 days working sucks but I am happy with my morning shift..what you say!!!

Merry Xmas to all of you…I know this one has come a day after Christmas but its better to be late than never. Xmas morning was quite boring but interesting. I was at the Suzuki Showroom to receive our new scooterate Suzuki Access 125. It took me 3 hours and I literally told them that I was not going to leave without bike and they had to deliver it at last.

We planned to spend the Xmas evening watching 3 Idiots, however the plan could not execute as the show was houseful everywhere. So I spent the evening in 2 halve. The first half of the evening was spent with a good friend ‘Punnu’ and ‘Mush’ with a dinner in Red Chilly. We enjoyed a lot. The second half was spent with my little bro ‘Saurabh’ when we sipped coffee at FC Road. I noticed my brother was really happy after the first biggest purchase of his life. We came back home at 12:30, and I took out my books to study but as usual I preferred sleeping instead going through those boring notes and books.

I wrote a poem last week when I was sitting at Chaitanya at FC Road. It was about her and I also have no clue who this ‘she’ is. It was just an imagination so don’t take it otherwise. The frequency of writing poems had been decreased now and came down to 2 poems per week from 1-2 poems a day. Well, this was natural as now there are fewer sources to motivate me for writing a poem.

Here’s the romantic one:

I found her too beautiful to define her beauty in words,
I kept looking at sky, my eyes looking at the birds;

Then I took her hand in my hand our lips locked together,

I could listen nothing but could hear only birds’ chatter;

I was numb for sometime she smelled like heaven,
I had a thought of proposing her right then finally taking it as an Omen;

Love is beautiful, it is unconditional, does not have any age,
People become happy after finding their love and forget all their rage.

Monday I saw the new sun rising from the east

So next day I was in the office for the interview in time. I was looking forward to the meeting with Senior Managers. Numerolgy was in my mind but the first question was how I would make the first impression lasting enough to sell myself. The senior manager was a Punjabi gentleman, his face was shining and he seems to be having a lot of experience. The interaction was really different then the previous two rounds.

We talked about Training, Operations, Goals and ambitions etc. I actually recited a poem in the interview. I got a positive feedback from Mr. Senior Manager and next day I finally got to know that I did crack the interview. At the same time I cracked one more interview in the other company that increased my confidence more.

Right now I am sitting in one of my favourite internet cafe. I just finished Two States and it seems to be one more awesome work by Mr. Bhagat. I also wrote a poem on one of the incident from this book and offcourse I am going to post it right away:

Monday I saw the new sun rising from the east;
I am still feeling the words said by that priest.
The whole burden of sorrows was off my head;
1st time after a long time I spring up with a smile from my bed.


It was a dream which was the cause of my happiness;
The old man came to me and asked for the reason of my wretchedness.
The old man was wearing white clothes with a balding head;
I felt the energy when he put his hand on my head.


He advised me to understand the true meaning of ‘forgiveness’;
How easy it is to take off the load from the head and feel burden less.
I exactly did the same and hugged my father in my dream;
I realized it was so easy to forgive than cursing.