Chaotic Calm

I don’t know the first words I spoke clearly when I was growing up. I don’t know the first words I spelled correctly in school. I don’t know the first words i wrote that rhymed in a usually funny way…

.. but I would always remember and know the first words of mine that I published on my own. And so November 25 2005 holds a great place in the span of my life. Of course this journey is about to begin, again, yet I am quite happy about the distance I’ve traveled so far.

Thank you all for making me do this… specially for making me WANT to do it.

[ well, there goes! the speech I’d prepared to say when I would publish my first book. Damn! now i’ll have to prepare another speech for the book publishing. Anyways, congrats again for keeping up with my craps and creeps. Wishing you best luck cause more of them are going to follow!!! Muhhhahahaha!! ]

Five point someone.

To me, this book started with a big contradiction from the front-left cover page that started with a chetan Bhagat Biography and his education, and the end cover page that stated the five points why Hari, Ryan and Alok’s life were in mess because of all the stupid things that they did. From the beginning, I couldn’t see it as some close to real belieavble read, but just a fancy tale of an intellegent mind. Probably the how-to-do-worse-at-IIT and also how-to-miraculously-get-outta-it was something that the author has pondered over in this book. Those characters potrayed in the book are probably someones that the author hasn’t been in the shoes of. Probably that is. Well, his GPAs throughout the IIT and IIM says otherwise anyways.

So even though the book was a good read, I still kinda felt it to be unbelievable in some sorts. of course a few of my friends from IITs and IIMs said the book to be mostly near to truth, It was still just a piece of fiction for me.

What was your take on this book?

Ektz.

ps. The next book I am buying is ON@CC from Chetan Bhagat. I like his style of writing anyhow.

Just having a small vacation after diwali and visting places and people I’ve not seen in ages! I shall be back after 15th november this month and all the graphical details can wait that much. lol.

Enjoy,
Ektz.

was tagged by Tony . here it goes.

Seven things that I plan to do

1. Move out of my parents house.
2. Start my own law firm and get some smart people into it.
3. take photography as my serious career interest.
4. buy a new cellphone.
5. add extra cash in my sister’s pocketmoney.
6. try and manage time to talk to people who care about me.
7. finish the pending pictures, poems, writeups.

Seven things that I can do

1. Learn anything new!!
2. talk through out the day and night.
3. read a whole 1000 pages of a book non stop.
4. cook[Dont be surpirsed, i bloody hell can!!].
5. stay up all night.
6. create complicated knots outta ropes.
7. pretend to be someone I am not!

Seven things I can’t do

1. watch bakwass hindi movies.
2. wake up early in morning.
3. keep my anger in control.
4. make tea!
5. give attention to one thing for long time
6. stay without being with my younger sis.
7. stop calling my favorite people at odd timings.

Seven things I say most often

1. What the hell!
2. F*** off.!
3. yeah right!
4. who cares.
5. Abey sale!
6. oye sweetie..
7. Huun yaad raakhish. [ English translation: I will remember this! (very sarcastic tone)]

Seven people I want to tag

lol. Anyone who wants to take it up, go ahead

To me. peace is undescribable.

May be its a frame of my mind, that i can feel emerging from the very core of my being. But can never put it in mere words. Its a state of calmness, not necessarily happiness. Like in the middle of the night, probably at two am, when i am just listening to music, and it comes to me, in a cool breeze. And i can feel it, its just that. peace. Like when i am painting, lost in colors where I dont even realise how much time has past.

May be Its a state of one pure emotion surging throughout my entire being, be it immense pleasure, intense pain, agony or ecstacy. Like when I am with Ember, just there, all content. Watching him as he sleep. Pure bliss. Like when i am talking to Nemesis and we share an unbelievable silence between us in middle of all this zillions nights of throughout talking. Thats peace, where his silence speaks more clear words then his speech.

May be its total weird thing for me, cause i feel at home in a peaceful completeness in some very amazingly disturbing situations. Like I find peace sitting in the corner of the disc where the loud music of darkness spreads through everyones ears. Like i find peace breaking the very things i love to possess, into small pieces. Like I find peace in the back seat of my car, while the car is smoothly running on 60 kmph and I am just sitting there, gazing outside the window.

What does peace mean to you?

Today it was an interesting experience that I went through. An experience that left me thinking. Food for thought.

And may be thats what I am looking for in my everyday life.

So it went on like this, After like zillions of months I’d finally given my vehicle for thorough servicing. In morning when I went and gave my vehicle to the service shop, I’d decided that I would come back home on bike, with Prem.

I’d wake him up from his sleep by calling him up and then ask him to pick me from that shop. Everything was going as decided, but then due to unaviodable circumstances[!!] he couldn’t come and pick me up. So I later on decided I would go by a Rickshaw. Of course it is better meaning ful when we spell it like “Risk-show” But then again, I didn’t had much choice as my siblings were away and other close friends that I could ask the lift without inhibitions, were working and etc. So I finally took the rick. Went to a decent looking uncle who were sitting in a rick nearby to the shop, and asked him the price for dropping me off at my address. He started off gave me a very reasonable price. It was kind of surprise as here in my city, Ricks usually start with very high prices as we don’t have meter system here. I went on, and after like 20 mins, he dropped me off at a place nearby my house.

When I was paying him and starting to leave from the rick, he asked me,
“Ek baat bataaun Memsaab?” [can I tell you something, ma’am?]

I said, “haan.. bolo..” [yeah.. go ahead.]

“Jab aap rick me bethne ke liye aayi tab main yeh “Mantra” meri notebook mein likh raha tha.. aur muje pata tha ki mere aur paanch baar woh mantra likhne ke baad, mere aaj ke khane ka bandobast Maa Gayatri kar degi.” [ when you came to take my rick, i was writing this “Gayatri” Chant in my notebook. And i knew that after I repeat writing it for more five times, i shall earn enough money to get one time food due to the good grace of Goddess Gayatri.And he said that with a genuine smile on his face. The one that made me smile as he drove off.

He actually was more happy cause, he thought it was Goddess Gayatri who made him earn that money. Surprisingly he was more sure of Goddess Gayatri’s involvement cause when I gave my home address, it started with the refrerence of a Big Temple of Gayatri which is situated in my sector where I live. He had such faith, it surprised me.

Wish I could belive in something like that…

Well, Being a science student, I can’t believe in something invisible so easily, can I?