The Great 'Shoe' Hunt

For quite some time, I was in need of buying some a new pair of sneakers.... But I loved my good old Nike so much that it was tough to find a suitable replacement for it... Then it so happenned that I was supposed to come to US... so I thought its better to buy it from NY as I have seen good collections here earlier.. plus you get what is latest in fashion and technology.... So before moving to onsite I gave my 'nike' a much deserved break and dumped them in bangalore office....

But never thought shoe searching will become such a big project in itself... I needed to buy then immediately as I could not go to gym till I have one... so I was looking for it almost everyday while coming back from office... But it is always tough to find one all alone by myself... So forced a colleague (Tabriz) to join me and help me out... so there we were in Footlocker...and Tabriz gave his choice... I said 'NO'... Then I pointed my finger to another pair... he said 'NO'... This went on for quite some time... and boy... we were not reaching anywhere... His and my choice dont even cross, leave matching... We moved from one store to another... But in vain... Finally we did agreed on 1 or 2 pairs from New Balance... but I thot I will come with my roomies to buy as I still was not satisfied...

But I wanted to buy a new pair ASAP as my fitness was going down... Tummy was knocking and peeping out.... So next day again we started from office... Went into different stores(Footlocker, Models, Shoemania ... what not) on way back... Found some but size was not there... Other, colors were not available... Then luckily we went to one fitness store near Empire State on 34th... I liked a pair by adi'das'... with some cushioning technology... tried it and checked with Tab... It looked pretty decent to him as well and there I go... Paid for it... Finally... phew

Though the pair I bought is suitable replacement to my old sneakers, and I dont regret buyin them but i wont forgive what Tab did to me... Later he told that thinking that we are not reaching on any conclusion, he just said like that on the pair which i was finding suitable... so that he can be freed from this 'Shoe' Hunting Operation... A real friend indeed.... Bugger :X...

jaat boyz

moi was sittin in the common room with my roomies.... i asked chiku what to search on chirkut (orkut)... 'man, look out for jaatzzz', was his reply... so there i go... operation jaatz started... I was not surpised when search for jaat returned results.... browsed different communities... found some interesting discussions... jaatz phrases like 'jaat re jaat, 16 duni 8'... 'ek jaat jaat, 2 jaat mauz, 3 jaat fauz'... 'jaat risky after whiskey'... reminiscent of my college days and people around me... qualities of jaatz discussed in some topics..... In one of conversation, one of the guy was reprimanded for saying something against them (this is reason i am not saying anything against them;))...

now as i can speak little of jaatu laanguage in jaatu tone ... so i was speaking everything and shantan (my bengali roomie) was simply laughing (like a dracula) listening to it... then i found really interesting topic which was tooooo funny... the topic was 'jaat log ladki kyun nahin pata paate'... or why jaat cant make girlfrnz.... replies and responses were too good... we just kept on laughing while reading all those responses... comic replies... their problems... ethics... naive nature... the way they speak... attitude.... all were there... some even said that jaat gals are reason for that... and the signature after the repsonses...
http://www.orkut.com/CommMsgs.aspx?cmm=11605744&tid=2491203408219837536&start=1
Statuary Warning: Browse this topic/commnity at your own risk

sadly shantan was so impressed with jaatz that now he has started teasing me by calling me jaat... now anything i ask him, he says that its coz of jaatz... will sure take revenge... till then let him enjoy... :)

In NYC again....

... but this time there is not much excitement like my previous trip... This time it feels like just another day... yeah, for 1-2 days, coped with jetlag... but thats it.. other than that, there is not much difference... but wait... there will be difference... need to mend my habits... 5 months in India... you tend to get spoiled... back in Bangalore, maids do the clothes, clean rooms and kitchen.... Cook used to come and prepare food... whenever we used to party at home, we never were bothered about cleaning the room... just leave stuff anywhere and be sure that next morning it will be at its place... think of going for long drive after party, rev the engine and there you go... zoommmmm....

but now... need to do all these household chores myself... cleaning.... utensils... food... remember to keep used cups and glasses for cleaning... noone will come and pick them up... this Sunday... I had to go for laundary... though it oesnt take too much of effort, but still 3 trips to laundry room... i need to plan properly... then having to cook food... man... life in India was so easy...

Guess both the places have their positives... but surely... i feel like going back.. may be coz of friends... may be coz of the fun i used to have every other day... coz of the long drive on my bike... may be i feel life there is less of plastic... hopefully my hunger to earn more will soon be overcome by willingness to lead life my way.... hopefully soon I will be able take some risk and reach new horizons...

Till then, I will not wait, but wil prepare for my next move....

Am left wondering :-/

As I am climbing the stairs and reaching out to greater heights, a thought or rather i hear a voice... the hushed voice which asks me if I have really enjoied the moment on this step... the effort... the sweat poured... should I relish this moment more or should I start preparing for the next step... which is even more steeper... more tough... Then I look up, towards pinnacle.. where the stairs end... And I see a pale shadow of mine... completely tired with no energy... just about to take one more step forward, beyond the stairs... which will plunge me into an unknown world... or even a realm which does not exist...

The stairs which i am talking about are the stages of life... we work towards making our future better.... a future to accomplish things which are dreams today... to fulfill those dreams... but do we really cherish that moment??? or we just take it as taken for granted thing and move to fulfil another dream... do we really enjoy that moment where our dream is fulfilled, however tiny it be??? Do we ever take a break and feel that moment??? Coz at the end of life.... (wont say more)...

Incomplete thoughts to make me think again...:)