introspection

Does everything I want to do needs to have a REASON?
Isn't "being mere happy" a good REASON to do something?
or
Is it necessary that "being the HAPPIEST" should be the REASON to do that particular thing?
How do I differentiate between "this-is-happy" and "this-is-happiest" ?
I understand that Man has the power to be subjective to be able to differentiate such things, but some "happiest" things then might have just have turned to be "happy" now and viceversa.So how do I come to a conclusion?

How do I accept or absorb when people in my close bracket do not advocate my beliefs? How do I react when they start perceiving me in an incorrect manner?
Should I ignore them or Should I try to reprove and convince them?

These and many more.
Questions.Questions.And more Questions.They keep coming at me perennially, almost everywhere.They dont even leave me when I am in the Loo.

Another question my dear mother recently probed me with.It was part of a conversation which went something like this...
Me:Aai, mi Army chi exam dyaycha vichar karat ahe....(mom,me planning to give an army exam..)
Mother(..with a totally aghast look): Kay??? Kashala??? Armit gelas tar tuzhyashi lagna kon karnar????( what??? why??? who the hell will marry you if you join the Army???? )

One thing is for sure.Even if I happen to find the answers to the numerous questions above, the answer to the last question, asked by my mother, is what I am interested in the most.

enjoiin saturdays!!

Here on Blogger, @ this eventful hour I declare that Saturday is the most lovable day of the week.

I started enjoiin today before the day had actually set in, doesnt mean that I woke up early...just that i slept late..caught up with the idiot box and surfed the web.

Woke up late @ around 10:30 am or so(.. dnt care to remember). Heard the news that Pramod Mahajan has been shot, and the immediate thought that crossed my mind was "oh-he-is-in-the-limelite-now".Never been so cruel and heartless. I regret it and pray that he recovers to normality. Happens,I mumbled and continued with the unpleasant morning chores minus a bath, minus a disoriented search for ironed formal attire.

(offtrack)
Watching my mother and the media go frenzy over the breaking news this morning was quite understandable. That all the channels would go bersek the whole day was anybodys guess. I scowled @ my mother in an attempt to make her understand that its his life and the matter was altogether a personal one, not necessary for public scrutiny. But she is my mother and started jumping channels, completely ingnoring my gyaan.
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As I browsed through the TOI, particular BT, realisation struck me that I havent yet watched the flick Being Cyrus. Another critically acclaimed movie and I did not want myself to feel the same about it, the way I had, when I had missed out on Hazaron Khwaishein Aisi in the theatres. Didnt care to call anybody, had my lunch and drove myself to the nearest multiplex. To my pleasant surprise the ticket was just 70 bucks(..mind you, i am still in TCS and offsite) . Met an old friend of mine, Subbu. Is currently lazzin around in the city after two gruelling yem-bee-yae years.He was with his friends. Me alone.
Abt the movie..hmm.Brilliant short movie, kept me guessin as it unfolded the story of a weird Parsi Family. All the actors are commendable to say the least.Thats it..no more review from my side..as there are critics paid for the same...please read them.No, wait!!...cant help commenting that Dimple Kapdia was sexxxy as ever.

Back home now, I am pondering over the possiblity of catching up with some friends later in the evening.Might just make this Saturday more enjoyable than I would have thought of.

So, a lazzzzzy morning, ghar ka khana, a good movie, and some catching up with friends is all that one needs for a Great Saturday.

back from kashmir

M Back!!!!!!!!

Yes, I am back after an amazing, awesome, unbelievable, awe inspiring tour of Kashmir.
Havn't been able to get over the hangover yet and I dont want to get over it ever. Starring @ the pics incessantly instils bouts of nostalgia in me, time and again.Those images of calm and surreal lakes along with strikingly beautiful, pine forested, artistically snowclad Himalayan peaks in the background are permantly etched in my memory.

I want to go back there.I will certainly go back there.

off to kashmir...reporting from delhi

After years of planning,anxiety,aprehension about touring Kashimir:The Paradise on Earth, the day finally arrived when me and and my family finally set off for the experience of a lifetime.

Here I am, blogging from the Delhi Airport,thanks to an MTNL kiosk, to kill some time only because my connecting flight to Srinagar is still 3 hrs away.

Starting off early @ around 5:00 am,we reached Mumbai Airport pretty early, thanks to my overcautious father.Checking in with a TOI in my hand,I walked over towards the gate no. 4 exit.Was quite amazed to notice that the television screen was a CRT in the age of Plasmas and LCDs.This surely left a sour impression on my mind.Long Live AAI and Long Live the India Tourism Industry.
Boarded the huge Airbus A300, an Indian Airlines flight, which to my surprise, and contarary to the previous experience @ the airport, had beautiful hostesses onboard.Seems our PSU airlines have started grasping the tricks of the trade, albeit slowly.Better late than never.
During the flight, I spent my time having breakfast(strictly veg..no idea why??) and later on browsing through the in-house magazine of Alliance Air.The magazine was a good read, primarily for the adventurous expeditions described all throughout.Reading through the mag, I dreamt of backpacking someday without a care in the world.

I need to log off now before my parents come searching for me..:).Will board the Delhi-Srinagar flight in sometime and from there on we and our tour will be in the hands of Kesari tours.

I hope to have an experience that I would cherish for the rest of my life.
Cherio!!