12Comments ५ दिवसात फोटोग्राफर कसं बनायचं?

दिवस १:
तुम्हाला seriously कॅमेरा घ्यायचाय का? तुमच्या 'Pro' मित्राला विचारा कुठला घेऊ.
ProTip: एकालाच विचारा. अनेकांना विचारला तर सगळे मिळून इतका confusion करतात की पुढचे दोन महिने नक्की कुठला कॅमेरा घेऊ विचार करण्यातच जातात.

दिवस २:
उगाच internet वर reviews वाचल्यासारखं करा. म्हणजे तुमचा कॅमेरा कुठला घ्यायचा fix असतो, पण तरी timepass म्हणून 'हा बाबा काय म्हणतोय. ती बाई काय म्हणतीये' बघून ठेवा. म्हणजे 'Pro' मित्रांनी विचारलं की reviews वाचले का? की हो म्हणता येतं.

दिवस ३:
तो पहिल्या दिवशीच ठरवलेला कॅमेरा विकत घेऊन या. अन मग जरा हवा करा. facebook वर वगैरे टाका 'Bought new camera n it 's awesome!' वगैरे. तेवढ्याच comments येतील जरा.

दिवस ४:
थोडे photos काढायचा try करा. या दिवशी तुम्हाला कळत की तुम्हाला कॅमेर्यातलं ओ का ठो कळत नाही. मग थोडा वेळ वाटायला लागत की च्यायला उगाच आणला कॅमेरा.
Tension नका घेऊ. एक काम करा. परत Internet वर जाऊन जरा keywords वाचा. जरा ५-१० terms चा रट्टा मारा. लगेच वाटायला लागतं की येतं थोडंफार.

दिवस ५:
haan. आता आज कॅमेरा घेऊन कुठेतरी चांगल्या ठिकाणी जा. इतके पैसे टाकून घेतलेला कॅमेरा इतका भारी असतो की तुम्हाला स्वताला काही फारसं करावं लागत नाही. करूही नका. उगाच चांगला कॅमेरा बिघडायचा.
१०० फोटो घ्या, एक तरी चांगला येतोच. टाका facebook वर. उगाच हवा करायला काहीतरी aperture, shutter speed, exposure वगैरे शब्द वापरा.

Thats it! झाला की तुम्ही फोटोग्राफर!

15Comments 13,800

Then we asked Sherpas "What are the names of these peaks?"

Sherpa said "These? These are not peaks.. These are hardly 14,000 - 15,000ft above sea level."

What? I knew the guy has climbed 26,000ft.. but still, kind of feeling embarrassed, I walked away from the group....

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This year I did Sar Pass trek. 

We started from 'Kasol' which is at 6,500ft and on first day climbed upto 8,000ft and camped at 'Guna Paani'. When we reached camp it started raining heavily. So heavy that we were actually scared if we could finish the trek or not. And we should turn back. But rain stopped after 4-5 hours. We came out of our tents in the morning and just looked around. It Was Beautiful...

This made us forget about turning back. And on second day we went forward to 'Funal Paani' which is at 9,500ft. This second day trek was pretty simple and weather was also very good. Tents were on slopes. We slept at one position n woke up at the end of slope :)

Third day trek was kind of difficult because of heavy rain. Path was very slippery. Me and one of my friend reached the third camp (Jirmi - 11,000ft) early and found this Glassy looking sky above us...

It was good that we reached a little early because then we found out the path became even more slippery and that people formed chains to climb up.
At night we gathered for campfire. We looked up and we were astonished to see thousands of stars that we never able to see in city. My eyes were my camera that time. No man-made camera can capture such a beauty.

We were around 60 when we started. But there were only 24 of us when we started for Tila- Lotni camp. Everybody else returned to base camp from Jirmi coz they had no extra cloths after two days rain.

Our group was smaller so we moved faster.. At around 12,000ft I saw these cows n oxen taking a break or something and I was like - "What?? How on earth they reached at this height?" I took the photograph.
I like the colours involved in this photo.

Tila-lotni. 12,500ft about sea level. You know, lot of my friends at US keep telling me how they hate snow and snow fall. But if you climbed for 3 days and then what you see is something like this (check below pic) then how can you even think of hating it..

We Just loved Tila-lotni Camp.. It was like heaven.. correction. It was heaven.. Pure white snow all around the camp area. and beautiful peaks like these.

We slept little early.. and woke up at 10 at night because of freaking cold... scary... but then again slept woke up at 2:30am and started packing. It was D-day. First ray of light and we started climbing up. Here we were companied by two trained Sherpas who had a lot of experience. climb was getting more n more difficult. firstly because there was no grip and secondly because there was lack of oxygen.

But when we reached top, we were at 13,800 feet. For the first time in my life. It was amazing. Like top of the world.
It was around 7:30 in the morning. Sun was just above the horizon. I faced the sun. Felt like I'm challenging the sun god. I guess he took the challenge n gave me a Sun-Burn :( But no matter.. It was waaay too awesome to think about this stuff.
I took the below pic of my friend at 13,800ft. I like it becase of Black shadow - White snow combination. This pic, I think, looks great.

We were 13,000+ feet for next two hours. There was Tea shop (tapri) at 13,800 ft. Imagine that!

And then there was this amazing snow slide. Sliding from 13,000ft to 12,000 was Crazy as hell.. We enjoyed it a lot. we reached Biskeri camp (which is at 11,000ft) at the end the day. We had a feeling like the trek is over now. So next day we descended to 6,500ft in one go skipping one day.

Trek was over. next almost a week we were travelling here n there. First Kasol then Chandhigad, Kalka n lastly Shimla. It was like another holiday after great trek.

On our first day at Shimla, I came across one guy with a telescope and stand.

That guy pointed finger to few mountain tops visible from shimla and asked me "Do you want to see these mountain peaks? Only for Rs. 10, sir" 

I said "These? I'm just coming from the top of one of these peaks."

and I walked away. And this time I was proud of myself...

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I wanted to write post about my trek for last two weeks but didn't get time. But its for good coz BlogAdda announced this Share your travel photos contest. So now this post also acts as my submission to the contest. Its sponsored by site PringOO which has collection of T-shirts/mugs like these -

3Comments इथे वाडे आहेत का कुठले?

बरेचदा अस होतं की काहीतरी आठवायच असत पण आठवत नाही. असं जिभेपशी येउन परत जातं. माझ्याबाबतीत तर अस बरेचदा होतं. परवा मात्र दुसर्याला त्या स्थितीत पाहून खूप मजा आली.
आम्ही शुक्रवारपेठेत एका मित्राच्या घराखाली उभे होतो. असच general गप्पा मारत होतो. तेवढ्यात एक आमच्या एवढाच मुलगा आला तिथे. आम्ही गप्पा मारायच थांबलो. त्याला काहीतरी विचारायच होत पण कळत नव्हत कस विचारायच.
"umm.. इकडे कुठला umm.. वाडा आहे का?"
 एक सेकंदासाठी आम्ही गार झालो. हा काय प्रश्न आहे? मग शुक्रवारपेठेत असा प्रश्न विचारणे म्हणजे गुन्हा आहे असा आव आणत माझा मित्र म्हणला -
"म्हणजे काय? हा वाडा आहे ते बघ. तो वाडा आहे. तो तिकडे त्यापलीकडे आहे तो वाडा आहे.. तुला कुठला वाडा पाहिजे?"
आता हा part त्या मुलाला आठवत नव्हता. "umm .. नेरु.. (मग काहीतरी तोंडातल्या तोंडात) असा वाडा आहे का?"
"कुठला?"
आता त्यानी giveup मारलं. "एक काम करा तुम्ही जरा वाड्यांची नावं सांगा"
"आवरा" मी म्हणलं..
तरी माझ्या मित्रांनी एक नाव सांगितलं "हा आहे तो परुळेकरांचा वाडा आहे"
त्यानी नाही म्हणून मान हलवली.
"जोशी वाडा?"
परत नाही.. "नाही अजून सांगा.."
बास आता.. फार बील झालं.. "तुम्हाला शनिवारवाडा पाहिजे का?"
सगळे हसयला लागले. त्यानी पण smile दिली. हुशार होता तो. त्याला कळल interest गेला यांचा.
"सोडा. जाऊदेत. मी बघतो काय करायचं."
अन तो गाडीवर पुढे निघून गेला.

5Comments Rhythm...

one two three four.. 

dhupp thin tak thin; dhupp thin tak thin; dhupp thin tak thin; dhupp thin tak thin..

Life's totally rhythmic theses days... While playing guitar.. While playing drums.. While working out.. While riding (indoor) cycle at full speed..

And I'm loving it.. :)

Hope this phase lasts for a while..

again..

One and Two and Three and Four and;

Two and Two and Three and Four and;

Three and Two and Three and Four and;

Four and Two and Three and Four and;

5Comments Guilt..

Today, I was going to withdraw some money from one ATM on my way home..

I was walking with earphones in my ears, listening to songs.

Suddenly one man popuped up in front of me, and with him, his wife n two children..

The family was looking poor.. n most probably outsiders..

He was saying something to me. so I removed earphones.

He asked (in Marathi): 

"Do you undarstand Marathi?"

"Hoah" (yes)

"Aho. Aamhi jara dusrya gawavarun aloy.. ".. [we have come from another village..]

"Damn!!" said I. I assumed these guys are 'professional' beggars, so I earphones back and walked away..

While withdrawing money from ATM, I thought, I didn't even listen to them. I was not in a hurry or anything. May be they are in some money issue that I could have solved. May be they are not just beggars.. May be they are just beggars. But I at least should have listen to them once..

Still in confused state I walked out of ATM and looked. They were gone.

I don't know why, but I'm feeling guilty for some reason. 

I should have listen to them... 

12Comments Getting a hobby..

Yesterday I realized that my pass time activity is dependent of availability of internet, computer, electricity, friends/players, tt table or mobile..
I wanna change that.. I want some hobby which's independent of all these things.. I've started learning guitar again.. This time I'm not joining any class.. I'll be learning at home..

I was just thinking about how we are now almost totally dependent on all these things now.. Those days are now almost gone when people used to collect stamps or coins or even matchbox covers as a hobby :)

btw, if you have any hobby independent of all these things n also not depended on whether itsa day or night lemme know :)
PS: plz don't suggest book reading.. :P

10Comments Creating virtual reality

Ok. I like some funky post titles. Here, by virtual reality, I don't want to say anything about Life2 or other virtual reality game. I want to put my points on human behavior (again big words :)
So, after spending 16 hours, I've come across some really interesting things that I'd like to share.
Rather, I wanna put those in some place like blog so that I can look at it after few years n check whether those were true for me.
See, how I live my life, and how my friends/family think I live my life, is ideally should be same. But I think, its impossible. In fact, I purposefully, consciously,  make sure they don't know about my 'internal affairs'. [And I think this applies to everybody].
Let me explain, you share your thoughts, experiences, emotions with people you care. Do you share everything? No. you share only those things that you think are either neutral or really nice. You also share some bad thoughts  'As long as it's not related to them'. I'll not go n tell my friend that I hate this this you do.. If I can, I'll most probably just ignore it.. You still hate it.. but you ignore it.. Same thing is other way round. You know or you think this person will hate me if I tell this thing. You choose not to share it.
So the thing is, say you have a big friends group. You always meet in a group. In this case, you cannot tell a single thing you hate about any of them. and you cannot share anything you did, that you think they will hate. So the things you share is less than 50%
These people know me less 50% .. They know the image of myself that I'm creating for them. n vice versa.. I'm sure if I don't know these guys as well as I think. We live in virtual reality.
Crazy eh?

I'll surely enjoy my life now with this realization (sarcasm).. Fake Me gotta go.. so cutting it here.
Enjoy your life now, if you can. or.. curse 'virtual' me if you want.
If you do not think its true, I'm really jealous of you.

~ By Prajwalit, that you think you know. :)

3Comments Half glass full..

So, today I stumbled upon one quote -

Alcohol is not the solution to the problems of our times.....but neither is milk!

Nice one. I wanted to share this with my friends, but the problem was it was originally totally in upper case -

ALCOHOL IS NOT THE SOLUTION TO THE PROBLEMS OF OUR TIMES.....BUT NEITHER IS MILK!

 So I robotically (automatically you may say) opened firebug. wrapped the quote in quotes n called toLowerCase function.


"ALCOHOL IS ... ".toLowerCase().replace("al", "Al");


I wanna consider this as a good sign.. thinking everything *programatically*.
But at the same time it can be a bad sign.. thinking *everything* programatically.

:)

6Comments Oops. The flight you have requested...

Today something funny happened... At least I think its funny :)
While I was coming back to Mumbai, my flight number was 404.
At the boarding counter me n these airline guys had following conversation-
'Sir, just go down stairs you'll find our bus. It'll take you to your plane.'
'And what if I couldn't find it?'
'huh?'
'hehe. I was just kidding. you know, because the flight number is 404. hehe.'
(they looked at one another)
'well. 404 on internet means file not found. forget it... thanks anyways.'
n then I went down-stairs silently but rapidly.

Seriously, was that a lame joke? or they just didn't know what 404 means..
come on.. everyone knows what 404 means :)



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Just another thought -
May be they should use same protocol.
400s n 500s are may be not common but well known in case of airlines.
Technical issues, not able to connect to the tower, not able to find a flight (like LOST for eg), internal engine issues..
yeah, right? what say?

9Comments Long time no c..

Some day.. yeah some day when someone says "long time no c" on IM, I wanna reply with -

Really? read this then.. #include "stdio.h"

But I can't.. I can't because of my own rules..

Lets go through our basics first. IM, Instant messaging is build in such a way that we can type only one line at a time...Well, there's a reason behind it.. humans can read only one f*kin line at a time... I hate when people copy paste something in IM. In my case, most of the times, this copy pasted thing is some huge snippet of code.. (huge snippet, is this a valid phrase?)

Hey, can you have a look at this ? DHAM!!
Hey, please check this. DHAM!!
Looks like there's something wrong in this. DHAM!!
Hey, any idea why this is not working? DHAM!!
.. and then I changed my function to this. DHAM!!

now replace DHAM with that "huge snippet" but keep the DHAM sound ringing in your ears.

Taking it to next level, some people write something in between..
//huge code
this is better or this is -
//again huge code.

I takes me like 5-10 mins to find the text in-between...

I really can't.. I won't use IM for debugging.. this is crazy.. one second you are looking at nice lil chat window with text that you know, next thing you have poor lil window cluttered with non-sense code..
Even a smallest bug looks like really crazy, creepy bug in IM. And yet, every time I try resizing my window to fit the length of that code and try to understand it. No need to say I don't understand a thing in it..

So people.. IM is not for sucha things.. may be you have wave for that (yey! found first use of google wave!)
Think about person on the other side... think about your children (huh?), think about poor lil IM window and stop pasting code in chat window...

[Else I'll start pasting wikipedia articles in that window]

4Comments Undefined

Yeah long weekends. People just love them, right?
I hate those when there's nothing to do. I'm not saying I enjoy working 24x7. I'm not a robot. but sitting at home spending time in front of computer watching movies, listening to songs doesn't do any good either.
Just 1-2 years back, in college days, I used to spend time on these things and was enjoying. But m not enjoying it anymore.
Repetition sucks... In case of coding, in case of life-style.
I need some holiday.. Not just long weekend.. more than that.
The problem is, I tried the same few months back. And i was in same state of mind after only a week of that long holiday...
Gotta learn how to live in this corporate thingy.
n its not life if you are getting answers to your questions easily.

damn.. life isn't simple.. its not meant to be.



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“Life is not meant to be easy, my child; but take courage: it can be delightful.”
George Bernard Shaw
hmmm.. well.. ok.

2Comments Show off ??? What do you mean ?

My Desk... If you need any explaination... :)

3Comments How bikers are classified...

Here I present my own FAQ for newbie bike riders in Mumbai :)

• How bikers are classified ?

Bikers are classified depends on criteria. If you take "style of riding" as a property, then they are classified in following classes -
Newbies, followers(lane-switchers), Leaders, Raintors, Mavericks

Newbies: Some dumb bikers... They don't know difference between riding a bike on the road n driving a car on road... no lane-switching no pass-thro's. They just follow the car in front of them...

Followers: These are also known as lane-switchers. They possess some skills that normally every 'Mumbaikar' rider possesses. They Pass through the gap between two lanes... But mostly they are followers... They just follow other followers or leaders.

Leaders: Leaders have their own class. When you look at them, u know - this guy's bike leader. They actually lead the troop of followers...

Raintors: Raintors (Rain Mentors) are special kind of leaders... Here in mumbai riding bike in rain is difficult task if there's no Raintor to follow... Raintors are... u know... advance n experienced rides.. they know where the road is plane... where we can go thro water. If its raining, followers 'blindly' follow raintors... no exception...

Mavericks: In mumbai all bike rides are like a group... You will hardly get to see two riders not riding side-by-side. But there are some Mavericks, they are followers having capacity to be a Leader. They separate themselves from group n try to explore new paths throught cars... sometimes they succed, some times fail... If succed, they start a new flow of bikers... n become Leader of that flow.

If we take speed as property then bikers are classefied in following classes -
BeCars, SignalSwifts, Masters

BeCars: they are almost same as Novice riders... They hardly overtake any car...
(Avg speed: 30-40km/hr)

SignalSwifts: They go zigzag through cars n reach first row at signals...
(Avg speed: 40-50km/hr)

Masters: They go zigzag through cars which are moving at a constant speed (normally 40km/hr)... Very difficult to achieve this level... Rider requires stamina, Gap calculation logic, speed control.
(Avg speed: 50-60km/hr)

[to be continued]

* Conditions apply. All rights reserved.

:D

6Comments The city that.... ohh forget it!

/* This is my first post in Marathi(मराठी)... n I guess the last :P coz m too lazy to convert the font :P */
/* १०/०७/२००८ */

आज सकाळी उठून बाहेर पडलो companyत जायला तेव्हा ८:३० वाजले होते. पाउस just सुरु झाला होता, so रिक्शा हवी होती. Gate No. 3 मधून बाहेर पडलो न लगेचच रिक्शा दिसली. म्हणल चला.. बर झाल..
त्याला विचारलं "Sion ला येणार का ?"
"गर्दी आहे. नाही येणार"
ठीके म्हणुन मी पुढे निघालो. Gate No. 1 च्या इथे कठड्यावर shoe lace बांधायला थांबलो तर तो रिक्शावाला परत आला अन माझ्या इथे थांबला. माला वाटलं साहेबांचा mood change झालेला दिसतोय. नेईल बहुतेक Sion ला.
"आत्ताच तिथून आलो. लै गर्दी आहे तिथे"
"असेल. पण मला तिथे जायलाच लागणारे"
"hmm.. ते आहेच.. पण १ तास लागेल जायला. दोन गाड्या बंद पडल्यात तिथे पाउसामुळे. "
"हाँ. ठीके.. मग ?" (इथे मला expected होता की मग नेणार का मला ?)
"मग काय. आता कोणीतरी फ़ोन करील पोलिसांना काढतील त्या बाजूला. मग पोहोचता येइल १५ मिनिटात"
"मग नेताय का sion ला ?"
"नाही हो. मला उजवीकडे जायचय"
(च्यायला मग थांबलाय कशाला @#$#)
मला कळल ह्या Man ला गप्पा मारण्याचा mood आलाय. so मी पटकन सटकलो. तरी मोठमोठ्यानी सांगत होता कशा बंद पडल्या गाड्या वगैरे.

पुढे गेलो washi नाक्याला पोहोचलो. लगेच रिक्शा मिळाली. तो हो पण म्हणला, कटकट न करता. बसलो २ मिनिटात गर्दी सुरु झाली.
"हे नेहमीचच चाललय"
(मला वाटला गर्दी बद्दल बोलतोय)
"hmm हो ना..."
"घटनेत आम्हाला काही जागाच नाहीये"
(what the hell ?) "काय ?"
"अरे शेतकर्यांना कर्ज माफ़ केलं पण कर्ज आता देणं पण बंद झालय... तरी काहीतरी केलय. माझ्यासाठी काही जागाच नाहीये घटनेत... मी म्हणजे कोण ? कामगार!!!"
(च्यायला हा पण सुरु झाला. ठीके निदान नेतोय तरी)
"दावा ठोकलाय मी. २५ वर्ष काम केलं अन ती mill बंद पडली. पण तरी ती चालू 'दाखवलीये'... अन मी काम करतोय असा दाखवून दुसर्याला देत होते पगार"
(याच्याशी घटनेचा काय संबंध आता...)
"५ september ला result आहे. ५ september म्हणजे माहित्ये ? 'शिक्षक दिन'"
(परत subject change का आता ?)
"आधी जे लोक company च्या बाजुनी होते ते आता माझ्या बाजुनी आहेत"
(good for you...)
taxies आल्या त्यांनी typical हात दाखवा रिक्शा थांबवा प्रकार चालू केला. मग उतरलो त्याला पैश्यांबरोबर 'best of luck' पण दिला अन taxiत जाउन बसलो.

"अरे मुझे लगा आपको महेश्वरी गार्डन जाना था. लेकिन गाड़ी निकाली थी तो बोला चलो छोड़ ही देता हूँ" (typical हिन्दी accent)
"hmm"
"इतना traffic... कहाँ से चालू है ये traffic"
"जादा नाही"
"अब आगे देखना... रास्तेका काम चालू है बहोत time लगेगा" बाहेर वाकून "अबे जल्दी चल ना आगे"
"काररें (cars) सस्ती हो गई है ना, कोई भी घरसे उठके कार लेता है. चलाना आना पड़ता है. फोकट मे बड़ी बड़ी गाडीयां लेके अईसी गाड़ी चलते हैं"
(आज काही खर नाही)

बोलत बोलत पोहोचलो एकदाचा. traffic असुनही ४५ मिनिटातच पोहोचलो.
नंतर ६:३० ला निघालो. बाहेर पडल्या पडल्या एक taxi दिसली.
"chembur ला येणार का ?"
"साहेब, बसा की"
chembur ला इतक्या लवकर हो म्हणलेलं पहिल्यांदाच ऐकल so just पाहिलं डोकावून तर पर्वाचाच मुलगा taxi चालवत होता...
हा शांत होता. N.M. Joshi वरुन Curry Road. Curry Road वरुन भारतमाता theater. त्यावरून straight निघालो आणि
"माझं गाव कोल्हापुर पासून १५-२० km वर आहे"
(????) "hmm"
"काही पाउस पडला नाही अजून... तुम्ही कुठले हो ?"
"पुण्याचा"
"पुणं पण मोठ्ठ आहे नाई. नोकर्या मिळतात का लगेच ?"
"तिथे taxi नसतात"
"हाँ रिक्क्षा असतात ना ?"
"हो"
"तुम्ही इथे कुठे जाता"
"cleartrip म्हणुन आहे"
"तिथून इथे chembur रोज taxiनी परवडतं का तुम्हाला"
(आवरा... अरे देईन मी पैसे. tension नको घेउस) "हो"
"किती दिवस आहात mumbaiत"
"१ वर्ष असेन mostly"
"मग नंतर परत पुण्याला का ?"
"नाही माहीत"
"पुण्यात नोकरी मिळते का हो लगेच?"
(परत ?) "तिथे mostly software field किंवा business process outsourcing ला vacancy असते"
(ते त्याच्या डोक्यावरून गेला म्हणून गप्प झाला बहुतेक)
"आता कळला का तुम्हाला road ?"
(पहिल्यावेली मला अन त्याला दोघांना road माहीत नव्हता :P)
"हो... सांगतो तुला... तू चल"
"तुम्ही इथे राहता का HP नगर मधे ?"
"हो"
"कसा काय ?"
"बहिण असते"
"बर. तसा मी chembur ला 2nd time येतोय."
असा करत करत finally पोहोचलो मी घरी...


Seriously विचारलं तर मला Pune सोडायचं नव्हत coz अशीच गप्पिष्ट लोकं असतात तिथेही...
मला वाटलं होता, इथे इतकी दगदग असेल की कोणाला वेळ नसेल, पण इथे लोक बकरा मिळण्यासाठी टपलेलेच असतात...
पहिल्याच ४ दिवसातच माझ्या knowledgeमधे बरीच भर पडली आहे.
'इथे आधी bikes कश्या नव्हत्या, आता कशा दिसायला लागल्या आहेत', 'पउसात पाणी रस्त्यावर येत तेव्हा रिक्शा कुठून नेतात', 'bike, taxi पाण्यातून कशी काढायची... बंद न पाडता...', 'दरड पडलेली कशी काढली', 'पोलीस license कसा काढून घेतात' वगैरे वगैरे...

Mumbai मधे noise pollution बरच आहे म्हणतात... I guess that's bcoz "it's The City That Never Stops Talking"...

10Comments Red Sun Rises....

There I was… Sitting at the same place… glowing as usual… looking at my fellow Stars, twinkling…
We are of many kinds… small stars… big stars… glowing stars… shooting stars… "starz" .... Each of us unique in different ways… But still we are friends… very good friends…
So all of us were sitting there that day. Wait. Day, or night ?… that was a special night…
It was about time… a few minutes to sunrise… a few moments to a Brand New Day!
I looked at my fellow Stars once again… for the last time…
And then we all watched the rays of the Red Sun… and disappeared !
I could see no one now… It was not that I didn't like experiencing that New Day… but I was missing my friends nonetheless…
But then I realized… even if they all are gone at that moment, they will come back in the evening... same time same place… for another whole night…

...

During these four years I realized... we all are from different places, from different backgrounds, we speak different languages… but, our heart speaks only one language… the language of friendship…

Here I am… Standing on the edge of a whole new life…and when I look back I realize that 'these four years were and will remain the best years of my Life'…
We all gonna take different paths from here… new jobs… higher studies… but After A Long Day's Work, We Will Be Here Again... Every Evening…Together…With All Friends…

--
Praj

3Comments An 'I' for an 'I'...

We friends had a solid discussion that day while coming from mumbai to back to pune...
The discussion was about changes in view towards other people... friends, relatives or general acquaintances...

one of the friend's view is worth telling..
so here it is. -
He said,

We all are becoming more and more selfish these days... See... We dunno who lives in neighborhood unless we want to borrow so sugar...
We hangout with friends if there's absolutely nothing to do. If we have LOST or PB on comp then we just 'hang the phone' instead of 'hangout' saying "Not today, buddy"...
In fact, when someone's dead we become sad not because 'He was a good man'... but because 'now I'm not going to get such a good time' anymore...

Approach towards "the others" is changing...
We all are nothing but liars... A good friend is one who can lie better than other "friends"...
'I love you' means I love you temporarily.. till i get better one...

I say I hangout with friends a lot... we go to movies... to vaishali... relax... but the reality is I hangout because I don't have any other better means to pass that time...

I personally don't approve this philosophy... But, I don't see any points which proves it wrong...

2Comments Ma New Logo :)

just to draw ur attention :)

3Comments Through the Looking Glass...

I opened my eyes. And there i was... lying on the floor of on dark room... then i remembered everything - how they were pulling me through that narrow road. and that that awesomely constructed room... the put some papers in my hand and pushed me inside that room...

The room was dark... just a small bulb. There were people sitting... But they didn't even bothered to see me... as if i was not there only. I went to one of those and asked him for help... He didn't answer... Then I realised... Those were just statues... I realized no one's going to help me... no one's going to talk to me...

There were two small windows on opposite sides... I went to first window... there were those men who pushed me inside that room... and also upstairs...
Then I went to opposite window... I couldn't believe what I saw - I saw me... n my friends sitting n chitchatting... doing timepass... making fun of each other... all were happy...
Suddenly door opened, one of the guards came inside, took one of the statue and went, locking the door again... I took that chair... and sat near that window... I was watching through that window again and again...
I was scared - If i didn't watch and forget all those moments... I thought... I'll be turned into statue... like those people...


(PS: I know kinda difficult to understand what it's all about... just a hint... those papers were graduation certificate n mark sheets...)

6Comments Next 1000 seconds after those 10 seconds

That night I was coming back from Mumbai to Pune... Regular travels... night journey... after lonavala, we were only 15 of us in that volvo... i was sitting on backside...left side window seat.. and there was only one passenger in that side of volvo. I was sitting enjoying soft music... and then there was one BANG... i realized twas not a part of that music track and after a split of a second my head slammed on a backside of seat next to me... (oh man, they should use cushion for backside of seats too) in next 10 seconds the bus was tilted totally to left and again BANG! the only thing i could see thro' window were sparks... bus was still moving... after few more seconds there was silence... I was so shocked... took me at least 2 mins to realize the whole scene...
My leg was stuck between next seat and the left side of bus... somehow i managed to pull it off. I stood there on the road... just a thin layer of glass window between... the other passenger who was with me was still "sleeping".. unconscious may be.. The only thing i wanted achieve at that time was getting out... I saw the handles of seats... put them in right way... n then used them as ladder of 4-5 steps... Afta 3rd step i realised the 'plastic glass' window is still intact... Glass may be the brittle substance... but considering strength left and also the position i was in, twas the hardest material for me... after 10-12 kicks there was a hole big enough to pass through...
After next few minutes I was outside... standing on right side of bus... I saw one car upside down... red color on the road... few people... I jumped on the road... Let me tell you... Climbing up is the easiest job compared to jumping down when you are hurt... Pain... Was blanked for few seconds.. again... Then some guys came... gave me water... I told them there are other ppl in the bus... unconscious... they went to help them...
After the whole incidence I realized that I should have helped that guy... the guy sitting with me on the back side... there was water bottle in my sack... at least just to check whether he's conscious or not... But I didn't.... I dunno why... May be I was shocked... May be I was afraid that he might be dead... But then I realized... My first aim, like anyone other in that bus, was to "Survive"...



*purely fictional...
m totally all right :)

7Comments At least...

I know her favorite songs, novels... even her favorite artist...
I just hope she at least knows that 'I exist'...


*purely fictional