I need a hair cut...dammit

Life is all about making choices …… it takes shapes based on the kind of trade offs we make and things we pick up. Let it be about developing a new friendship, standing up for your mistakes or taking an elective like biz ethics. But these choices can be pretty fatal at times. Imagine wat mistake Jitender committed when he decided to have a second baby and he gave this world Tushar kapoor.

But there are Bigger issues in my life……………

I need a haircut … n I m pretty scared. I know you must be thinking what’s there to be afraid of. I mean a barber's shop is one of the most peaceful shop u can ever visit to. There are no irritating aunties around discussing latest prices of atta daal or the colour of Tulsi’s saaree in the last kyunki saas’s episode, nor it’s like a doctor where u can never be sure of wat gonna get inside ur body or sucked from it. Infact it’s a dream land all the guys who go into a salon disconnects themselves from the outside world and for some moment start picturing themselves as sharukh khan, johny depp or Ibbu Hatela’s fav Salman Khan leave aside whether the guy’s got a looks of mungeri lal still he starts imagining.

I am no different but somehow this whole hairdo thing doesn’t excite me. May be coz I did my basic groundwork in my childhood days tried lots of things to look presentable but since nothing worked out so I stopped imagining. Still once in a while these kind of fantasies pop in. But then I cant comb my hairs somehow tht makes me look organized which I m not. So I go for the spiky look but then bhagwan ne baal hi aise diye hain ki mere baal spikes ki jagah shock khaye hue insaan ko resemble karte hain. So mere desperate efforts ka afthermath yahi hai ki mera comb ka kharcha bach gaya :)_

Coming back to the original issue why m I scared? So the reason is the deadly dude barber of JOKALAND. This guy gives u a haircut for 12 bucks thts cheap but in return he not only keeps ur hairs but also your pride and dignity. Last time when I went to this shop he gave me a cut which was a hybrid between Lalloo yadav’s jhintak Sadhna cut and Beckham’s 2002 world cup crown cut. Situation itni buri thi ki when I came back log mujhse dhoodh aur alloo pyaz ka rate poochte they. “ KA HO ?? DHOODH KITNA RUPYA KA DIYA??” somehow I survived through tht humiliation phase but I don’t wanna do the same mistake again. I did some research and people told me there is habib’s at esplanade. Please call me kanjoos but I can’t shell out 250 bucks for a haircut so that option is also out of mind. Now I will again have to make choices. Since Calcutta is such a promising place I m afraid to do so. So now I m looking out for new places to gets my hairs chopped and yes once again I will picturize myself as Brad pitt’s Mr smith cut.

Now some arbit stuff but there is something more which creeps me out these days..........and that is the thought...................Its Scary To Suddenly Realize How Vulnerable You Are To SOMEONE……………………………

Current music: I dont give a damn

Summers ............

People who read newspaper beyond Bombay Times and watch TV for more than just Indian Idol, K series or Nach Baliye must be knowing that Summers placements have ended at IIMC. Don’t get any ideas coz I m not going to any Firang Investment Bank nor I am earning in dollars. I am going to HSBC India , Bombay office . When I moved into IIMC I thought I will be selling detergents to housewives or shampoo to young and beautiful females but Credit cards, house loans and NRI accounts is what written in my destiny.

It’s a strange thing but few days back somebody asked me what HSBC is n I said it is Hong Kong and Singapore Bank ….as always people corrected me it is Hong Kong and Shanghai bank my response to this was “ Jab lene hi nahin wale to naam jaan kar kya karunga”.

Father was like "haan haan woh hong Kong bank hai" ( I am sure he asked some oh his friends or googled for it ). Wateva he was happy. But then his reaction changed next day when he called me up and said " I read it in the newspaper even saw it on NDTV..... about people who got overseas placements and who wud be earning in dollars. " tumhe nahin milla???"

Ab unhe koi kaise samjhaye ki Me going to firang land is only possible if i join Dawood's gang earn some extorsion money and fly to dubai. or i can join some Bhangra band like tht of Daler Mehndi and usske luggage ke saath pack hokar illegaly export ho jaun. Since I dont see either of those happening in the near future i am happy with Bombay. :)

My mother still feels how come anyone on this earth can find me useful for a job. But then I also share the same thoughts so its hardly an issue.Well before summers started i already started my quest for alternate professions like chain snatching, shop lifting or pickpocketing. But after i did a cost benefit analysis and looked at the police records i decided to take the easy way out. I am still thinkin of some other professions but it looks like Indian laws are not tht easy to break

Going back to bombay is going to be hell lot of fun I will revisit IIT BUt haan i will make sure ki main apne department ke aas pass se bhi na pass hoon. Kahin galti se bhi kissi prof ne dekh liya aur agar pehchaan liya to faltoo mein hi usska mood kharab ho jayega. Bombay is going to be lotsa fun.... most of my stupid frnds will b there. We will live the good old days once again :)

I have been watching lotsa movies lately and just two days back i saw Vivah. Ladies get ur hankies ready coz Suraj barjatiya is back in action. Its not a movie its a lesson to be learnt. I got so many fundaes by watchin that movie tht now even i can feel i can write a book " easy road to marriage" BUt make sure you dont watch the Movie alone coz the results can be fatal bring in ur frnds and let the movie roll.

Current Mood : relaxed
Current Music : i'm shipping off to boston ( must listen Departed ka theme music)

Long long time ago.....

Its been a long long time since i blogged n a lot happened in between.
My end sems got over n now I m officially 1/6th corporate bastard read manager. End sems are over and unlike the expectations of most of my frnds I m still in IIMC n they didnt kick me out of the place. Go thru my scrap book n u can find scraps like..."ABe tu pass ho gaya??". If i got frnds like these then i m sure Satan cant do any worse. But i dont blame them for this afterall i earned this reputation after 4 years of consistent efforts at iit.
Now the vacations are on and I m at my home. Sitting at home doing nuthing gives u a lot of time to think abt imp issues of life like why ARjun SIngh is still alive, why katrina's skirt is creating a big chaos n why my neighbour's daughter is not hot.

When u get back to home ur parents treat u as if u were stayin in a food deprived refugee camp of bangladeshis.Day in day out mummiji asks me " Beta Vicky!! kya khayega?" Its okay mummiji main wahan bhi khana kha leta hoon. But when mom's hand cooked food is conmbined with SAffola 0 % cholestrol food ....resistance is futile.
Pehle mom used to ask me ki beta koi gf bani n all but now my mom has the complete confidence on me ki yeh mere case mein to nahin hi ho sakta ...so now she doesnt asks me this anymore. BUt the new bike ignited some hopes still no success....

Besides this i do one more imp thing n tht is changing channels . If tv channels wud have paid for clickin their channels everytime on the same lines of Google....main abhi tak millionaire hota. By this time i m a complete TV guide. I mean if u will wake me up at 2 am in the night i will be able to tell u which show is running on which channel. But this perfection in terms of F TV is only for late nigth shows. :)
Movies come in for rescue... i have seen deewar, viajy path, kaliya , gande ladke 2(bad boys 2) katil sherni (lara croft) ... last two title coz my cable wala shows english movies dubbed in hindi
Now when i got back to home mataji got all religious n all and she arranged a puja in my name. Though i enjoyed it but sittin there right next to the HAWAN KUND made me realize how difficult it is to get married where u have to sit thru the whole thing for whole night.
Now comin back also means meeting all the unclejis n auntiyaan> I m kool till the discussions stays to hows calcutta ?? Hows ur hostel ?? But my anxiety rises from 0-100 in 2 secs as soon as the discussion evenly remotely touches my engg marks or generaaaal Studies. But by this time i hv mastered the art of evadin the whole point cleanly with an innocent look a sweet smile and a dialouge....." Ji kafi padhai karni padti hai ...time hi nahin milta".
I m leaving in two days to the beloved Jokaland.....Dengue is the big thing these days so mataji already started stuffing up my bag with odomos all out n all... unka bas chale to MACHHAR DANI (mosquito net) bhi pask kar de.

Current mood .... bored ...
current music ....Deewana hua badal

Dude!!!! Wats wrong with you???

Getting a Bike is by far my second best decision at Joka the first one offcourse is when i took Enviromental development as my elective. But still the worst decision is getting a Tata indicom connection ...god knows wat was i thinking. BUt like many other Indians i also got decieved by Kajol's pretty smile and her intoxicating eyes.When she said "2 saal tak tan tana tan" i thought she was talking specifically to me. BUt like many other mistakes in my life I m going to rectify this one too by getting a new reliance connection.

But my life is on an emotional roller coaster ride and the hardships in this place are immense. The long night outs of cag sessions with ur frnds and then the horrifying moments of classroom when u try to stay awake by pouring coffee in ur food pipe. The sense of satisfaction of seeing smone smile and the frustation of watching someone everyday and my inability to talk to her. The groovy moments when u are enjoying on a weekend with ur batchmates and then suddenly u realize u have a submission on monday and life goes on...........

Father called me up and he said how are ur mid sem marks ??? I said i guess they will let me stay here for another sem(coz u get kicked out of the institute if u flunk in two courses). He got all furious "u will never be serious in your life when will u start acting responsibly". Everyone expects you to be focussed and be clear about what u want out of ur life. But is it that easy....no its not.

Being the youngest kid in the whole Khandaan responsibilty is one word which was out of my dictionary. Only responsibilities in my life at home were to get good marks, dont indulge in any fight with my sisters and get AALU pyaaj from the market. Now since I m in a hostel since 2002 all these above things are also gone.Though parents still want me to study a lot but .........

Forget family members here even the seniors wants us all to be so serious. Everytime u go into a presentation three magic words appear in frnt of u FINANCE, CONSULT ya MArketing and everytime this thing comes in frnt of me I feel like Sita Mata giving agnipariksha. Asking me abt the details of these three fields is like askin Udham Singh Tau about the latest Jamelia video. Still i hv to make a choice.

But the good thing is I have an option of making a choice here but wat abt those things on which we have no control....like India losing to pakistan, Tussar kapur getting new movies, my mom's liking for kahani ghar ghar ki and meeting smone who suddenly becomes so imp in ur life tht one word frm her can make or ruin ur day.

But i wont bore u guys with the senti menti stuff here mainly coz of two reasons.
1) i dont want my stupid frnds to get back to me after reading this ....aise bhi they already rip me off a lot in the wing

2) I knw how boring it is to read abt smones feeling given the case its not MILLS N BOONS.
Its 5:30 in the morning n i can listen the birds chirping and Gecko of the Bastard "Butt for brains" lizard which is there in my room. The song I m listening to is " Hands of time frm A lot like love ...and every nerve in my eye is telling me to go to sleep otherwise i will miss tom stats class.....