Friday, December 31, 2010

Happy New Year 2011

On the eve of the new year,tonight`s forecast in most parts of the world - Mostly drunk,scattered shots,relays with slight chance of being steady on feet.Occasional falls or tumbles can be expected.

Wishing all a Happy New Year 2011. Be safe and party hard! Me off to the party :D :D

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Warne,Liz Hurley and the Ashes

The drama surrounding the three mentioned things above can be summarized in one single sentence:
"Shane Warne: The only Aussie to be on top of a Pom since the Ashes started" :D

Thursday, November 18, 2010

What do you want to be in life?

When someone asked me "What do you want to be in life?"

In school: I want to be an engineer(Why?I don't know.I was too young and naive to know or think about it)

In junior college: Maybe an engineer (Why?I don't know. Because everyone says he wants to be an engineer or doctor?)

In engineering college: I am on my way to become an engineer. I want to go to US and complete my Masters. (Why?I don't know.Big American dream, and it is "cool"?)

The answer to the why's at all the stages of life was, knowingly or unknowingly, to have enough money to enjoy life. Let's be honest, that is the only thing everyone seeks. Anyone seeking anything else is either telling a lie, or is Gautam Buddha - seeking the path to spiritual awakening and nirvana and etc. etc.,or is plain out of his mind.

When someone asked me "What do you want to be in life?"

Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar!!

On a serious note, at the end of it all, one should be able to look at himself in the mirror without a feeling of guilt or remorse about anything he has done in life. When I die, people should say "He was a good man"

Tuesday, October 26, 2010


What started as a beautiful fall day......

.....gave way to a windy afternoon.....

.....which turned into a gloomy, overcast evening.....

......before ending as a cold, stormy night.

Ah, the unpredictable wonders of nature!!

Sunday, October 10, 2010


Walking through the dark
Carrying your mate, the gun
That voice in your head
It has only just begun

Confused, you do your rounds
Tears in the eyes blur your vision
The mute gunshot sounds
You have to carry out your mission

Closing your eyes to the sight
You could hear his scream
His body hits the ground
You wish it was just a dream

You wish you could just end it all
But the anonymous voice stops you cold
You slowly return to the dark hall
Doing exactly what you're told

Thursday, September 9, 2010

The Ultimate Experience

I always wanted to write this, but stuttered each time I thought about it. For this is something which is not to be written, read or imagined. This is something which is to be experienced. This is the ultimate experience. This is the first experience in the North Stand at Wankhede Stadium, Mumbai with Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar walking out to bat. If you have not experienced this, you have not lived your life.

It was a mild, foggy February morning in Mumbai, not too different from others. Mumbaikars were in the usual haste that morning. Local trains to Churchgate were packed as always. But today, they were a little more crowded than everyday. There were 30 odd thousand people in a hurry to reach Churchgate station and take the 3 minute walk to Wankhede stadium. India were playing South Africa in the first test of the series.

The decision to forego a day of academic enlightenment to watch a test match was an easy one to make. Finding company was not too difficult either, The trip from the northern reaches of the city to the stadium for our group of three cricket fanatics was a long one and the match was underway as we reached. Scrambling to locate the right gate for entry, we had overheard someone say India were batting. Oh my God!! Those were the days when Indian opening batsmen were more of sacrificial lambs than an actual spot in the team. Those were still the days when the Indian batting was prone to abject collapses against pace bowling and the first day of a series against an attack comprising Allan Donald, Shaun Pollock, Jacques Kallis and Lance Klusener was a disaster waiting to happen from an Indian spectator’s perspective. Thankfully, India had lost only one wicket when we reached. The stadium was full and noisy, with the notorious North Stand making the most noise as always. Just as we were settling in our seats, Allan 'White Lightning' Donald snuck one through the defences of Rahul 'The Wall' Dravid and clattered the off stump.

From the time the off stump was disturbed as Dravid started walking back to the pavilion, you could heard a pin drop in the stadium. The stage was all set. And then it began. As Dravid was halfway to the pavilion, there was a smattering of applause.  It sounded a low rumble, like a bunch of super-bees had descended on the stadium. Then a definite rhythm was audible in the rumble. The chant grew louder as Dravid reached the boundary. The volume rising at an exponential rate. The whole stadium was in a frenzy. And then it happened. Mumbai’s favourite son emerged from the pavilion. The short frame, the MRF blade, the blue helmet, the trademark look at the heavens while walking out. The stadium erupted. This was what they were here for.

As the thousands of pairs of eyes followed him to the crease, each pair of lungs seemed to want to outdo the next. As if to eradicate any doubt about the cynosure of mass hysteria, the chant went…"Saaaacaaccchiiinnnnnn......Sachin!!!". Everyone seemed to be in a state of trance. Forgetting everyone and everything else in their life, each and every person in the stadium was chanting his name. It was a decibel level I had never experienced before. It was like the people of the city were making their claim known, this is Mumbai and this is Sachin Tendulkar! As Sachin took guard and Donald started his run, it went quiet again. I can’t prove it, but am fairly sure all the breaths were held. The delivery pitched on a good length and was met on the back foot, with a straight bat. The reassuring thud of bat on ball went around the stadium, and everyone breathed again.

Sachin scored 97 that day, an innings full of drives, cuts and pulls. He was the lone warrior battling, like most times, in an otherwise miserable Indian batting performance. The fact that he missed his century was an anti-climax, but it did not matter. Even if he had got out that first ball from Donald, it wouldn't have mattered. He would have got as grand an ovation as he got when he came in, no matter what. India went on to lose the match over the next couple of days. But on the way back home that evening, I experienced a joy like never before. Like I said before, something you cannot describe, but can only experience. And that's what Sachin has been doing since 1989- bringing joy to the lives of every ordinary Indian.

Friday, August 13, 2010

Common DD

No DD is not Door Darshan. Or Designated (Drunk) Driver. Although the post is related to being drunk. I am talking about Common Drunk Dialogues.

I have noticed that people (including myself) talk much more when they get a little buzzed. They tend to repeat the same thing over and over again, up to a point when you(if you are sober/less drunk) feel like punching him in the face. Here are a few common lines after people get drunk.

- I miss you.(sounds good if a girl says it to you)
- Tu to mera bhai hai...bhai !!!(doesn't sound good if a girl says it, heartbreak :P) / Tu hi mera saccha dost hai.
- You know i am not drunk.(yea right,5 glasses of whiskey and 3 shots of tequila does not affect your nervous system one bit)
- I will drive. (DUI in waiting)
- Aaj saali chad nahi rahi hai kya baat hai?? (Maybe because you are spilling more than you are drinking)
- Main aaj tak talli nahi hua hu. ( Or maybe, you don't remember puking all over the lawn and passing out in the bathroom two weeks back!)
- What do you think?I am drunk? (No, I KNOW you are drunk)
- Sach baat bol raha hu, sach baat bol raha hu. Tu bura mat maan. (OK,I won't take any offense about any shit you say)
- Main teri dil se izzat karta hu... (Bill se bhi kar de)
- Yaar magar tune mera dil tod diya.Tu woh din aaya hi nahi (Dude, WOH DIN happened 2 years back, get over it now)
- Kya tu aaj kal hamare saath pita hi nahi. ( What am I doing now?)
- Bahut din baad yaar ke saath pee raha hu. ( Didn't we drink just yesterday?!!)
- Tu bolna bhai, kya chahiye?Jaan haazir hai. ( I would prefer if you stop drinking, but then you want to drink more so that you can die sooner and haazir your jaan to me)
- Chal aur ek ek maarte hai. (You sure?)
- Yaar aaj uski bahut yaad aa rahi hai. ( Was she your bartender or something?)
- Abe bol daal aaj usko, aar yaa paar. Nahi to main bolta hu, la phone de. (Kisko?)
- Usko saale ko $%@#&**^% la idhar, dho daalunga ( I think you need to wash your face first)
- Dude.........apun na...........woh na..........leave it. (?????)
- Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha (What's so funny? : )

And Finally........

- Saala...aaj se daru band...............!!! (and the guy passes out)

These are just some of the common lines. People come up with gems when they are inebriated. However, I would refrain from putting them here, since such gems are meant to be hidden away from the view of the world. So until next time, CHEERS!!

Leave a comment about more such lines you say when you get drunk :P , or your friends for that matter.
Try to leave the comment when you are drunk, so that you don't have to think about what to comment, it will come naturally :D

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Just Like That

Alpha Mike Oscar Golf Hotel

Thats my name spelled according to ICAO spelling alphabet :P

Thursday, July 22, 2010

5th July

I know it is a little late to post this, but better late than never.

I was having lunch in a restaurant with a few friends on 5th July.4th July being Sunday, Monday was a holiday. For the un-Americanized, 4th July is America's 15th August(independence Day). And if it falls on a Sunday, Monday is declared a holiday. They do not have holidays here in the US like we do back home. Of course, with 4 major religions(33 million gods in one of them) and countless festivals for each of the religions, all the warriors and leaders, we just need an occasion for a holiday. And I am not even counting the holidays one gets because of the rains, bandhs or political tension. So with only a handful of public holidays, Americans make sure that they get a long extended weekends on all on them. This gives them a chance to sit in front of television one whole more day and drink beer, or drive to some place and drink more beer there.

Anyways back to the restaurant.So, I was having dinner and there was a group of American guys, all in their late teens, sitting on the table next to us. There was nothing out of the ordinary until the following exchange:
Dude 1: Is July 5th, like, a federal holiday each year?
Dude 2: Ummm. I don't fuckin know. I know 4th July is.
Dude 1: Then, why do we have off?
Dude 3: I think it is a holiday each year man. Maybe it's because, like, it was the first full day they really got to celebrate the Declaration of Independence you know.

And he wasn't even joking. I nearly choked on my lunch.

Friday, June 25, 2010

Time Machine

Time machines exist in life.The one which takes you in the past is called memories.The one which takes you to the future is called dreams.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010


Image clicked at Rochester Institute of Technology,my alma mater

Monday, May 24, 2010

That Night

You left the bar feeling high
Alcohol and memories made you cry
The head spinning,your vision hazed
Staring at emptiness,you were too dazed
You stumbled and tripped on the way to the car
The walk to the parking lot seemed so far
As you laughed while you sped
Your friend screamed,LOOK OUT AHEAD
You hit the brakes,and screeched to a halt
You thought to yourself,it was not my fault
Sitting still,feeling numb and staring out
You saw a bloody body lying motionless about
The sound of the siren and the flashing lights
You get no sympathy for your stupidity that night
Why should you?Is it worth?
To take the life of someone dear
Just because you had that extra beer


Tuesday, May 11, 2010

When 'Night Insomnia' Strikes

in·som·ni·a [in-som-nee-uh]
inability to obtain sufficient sleep, esp. when chronic; difficulty in falling or staying asleep; sleeplessness.

I have been suffering from a different version of insomnia from the past few years.It might be called 'night insomnia'-inability to fall asleep at night.Its not that I suffer from sleeplessness.I can sleep for hours at a stretch.Ask my roomies if you don't believe me.They would tell you that waking me up is the second hardest thing to do in life-the hardest being able to refrain women from shopping at the slightest given opportunity.I honestly believe that a minimum of 12 hours of sleep is important for a human being to stay healthy.I have slept for a record of 20 hours straight.I would not blame my roomies if they thought I was dead or something.However,I cannot sleep early in the night even if my life depended on it.

I think the cause of this habit dates back to school days when I would stay awake to watch 'movies' late in the night.During the college days,I would rather study late night than wake up early morning.Yes,the above mentioned point acted as one of the incentives too :P.During my masters,it became a necessity rather than a habit,given the vast amount of workload.Talking about insomnia,I am the founder and president of the 'Night Owls Inc.'-a prestigious organization,known only to few, for those who suffer from night insomnia.

Rather than mope around frustrated at the inability to sleep, here is a list of 10 things to do to make use of your precious time when rest of the world sleeps(including the society watchman).From the master himself.

1.Watch back to back movies.A movie marathon of sorts.You can watch movies of a particular genre(war/horror),actor(Govinda,Mithun da),types(American Pie types nonsense adult comedies) or entire movie series(LOTR,Rambo,Harry Potter et al).
2.Watch porn.Best time to do it.No one awake,no one to disturb :P.Warning:Do not indulge in movie marathons for this genre of films.Might be harmful for your health.
3.Grab a post-midnight meal.It helps keep you healthy.If not,let us assume so.Because you are going to be hungry if you are doing 2. and craving for pop corn if you are doing 1.
3.Surf the web.Catch up on random blogs,news,sports,social networking websites(facebook/orkut etc) and whatever interests you.
4.Watch terrible,stupefying videos.There is something about watching people do weird and/or stupid things that really blows my mind. That is why night time is the perfect time to watch them. Some of the crap you'll find on the internet is so bad that it'll induce a coma-like state almost instantaneously.Some of my favorite videos I have watched in this phase include Gunda movie intro sequence,amazing dancing skills of this guy,the legendary dr.k chaudhary,watching zillions of funny videos/ads/bloopers/accidents out there and many many more.
5.Install applications/download movies you wanted to for a long time.Internet speed will be faster since no other users will be using the wireless connection.
6.Online window shopping.
7.Study.For those who are forced to.
8.Lie on your bed,stare at the ceiling and ponder over the questions in your life.Amazingly,you will find that you find the solutions to your problem more often than not.
9.Go out for a walk.It is amazing to walk on the silent streets and lie down on the grass gazing at the stars.
10.Wake up your roomies from their sleep and ask them if they are sleeping.Apologize to them and get back to doing any of the above mentioned things.

FYI,this post was posted at 3:58 am EST.

Good night world (in sometime).Till then listen to this

Thursday, May 6, 2010


When I first heard about Twitter,I was curious to know what it is.I first thought it was another social networking website like orkut,facebook etc.But this was different.And honestly,I did not like the idea of ranting about what you are doing and thinking in 140 characters.I thought to myself,"No.I am not joining this ever."

But then,Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar joined Twitter(sachin_rt).And I joined Twitter just to follow him.Things GOD does to mere humans,unbelievable.He can change the outlook of an individual(me).Sachinnnnnnnnnnnn Sachinnnnnnnnnnnn :)

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Final Leap

As I stroll towards the ledge,
I stop,and gaze down off the edge.
Life and its pressures I cannot stand,
I cannot fulfill this constant demand.
I no longer want to breathe this air,
I have been treated unjust and unfair.
Beneath the smiles,kisses and hugs so close,
Lies a heart burning with hatred and remorse.
I do not fear death,for I am its comrade,
I want to walk with it in the final parade.
As I close my eyes and consume my fears,
I draw a blank,leap and shed my final tears.

Thursday, April 1, 2010


Hope sees the invisible, feels the intangible and achieves the impossible.Hope is not an illusion but a way to make your dreams a reality.Never deprive somebody of hope,as it might be the only thing they have.I hope,I live.(The comma makes so much difference to the sentence)

Wednesday, March 31, 2010


"How about a walk?",he asked.
She smiled and replied, "Sure."

Both of them started walking on the pavement.It was late night and the road was quiet.Neither of them spoke anything but the silence was not suffocating either. They enjoyed the silence and savored each passing second, spent in each other’s company.She held his hand after walking for some time.Both wanted to just keep walking.Walk into the stars they were gazing at.

It was cloudy.Her long,flowing,soft tresses gently moved with the cool breeze which was blowing.Suddenly,the weather changed its mind and rain started pouring!She started running and took the shelter under the big banyan tree nearby.He started laughing and stood right there, enjoying the feeling of the raindrops on his face.She gave him that smile again.He looked at her and suddenly saw something in her eyes.What was it?The same look of love, which he had in his eyes.For her!!

Both of them looked at each other, transfixed on the spot. He took a step towards her.She went a step back.He smiled and went near her.Slowly! Suddenly, she turned away,smiling to herself. He smiled and touched her tender hand.She shivered.Not because of the cold rain,but because of his warm and loving touch. Then she slowly faced him.Yes,he was right!

He could see the love in her eyes. Love for him!
He could see the desire in her eyes. The same desire, which he had!
He could see the longing in her eyes. It didn’t hint any lust, but mere passion!

Both of them came closer to each other.On one side was her shy face,passionate eyes and drenched body.On the other was his pure love,caring touch and muscular physique.It seemed like their souls were going to meet through the lips.

"OK,CUT",the director shouted,"Good Shot,both of you.I could almost feel the chemistry."

The hero and the heroine smiled at the director and went to their respective chairs, while the spot boys cleaned up the so called "rain" on the sets.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Other one

A friend called me in the middle of the night.He is in India,so did not find anything surprising about it.

Me:(sleepy drowsy voice)Hello
Friend:Hello,soya hai?
Friend:nahi,soya rahega to bol,baad me karta hu
Me:M*%&$#@$* bol na (:x)
Friend:Me and her broke off
Me:What!!wtf!!??(sitting up in my bed)

This friend of mine was in a relationship with the girl for 7 years.They looked to be a sweet couple,looked destined to marry and start their own little family.I mean,you would assume that without thinking after a couple has been in a relationship for 7 long years.

Friend:Yes,that bitch dumped me(sob sob)
Me:Err...what happened?(I didn't know how to react)
Friend:She dumped me for another guy.What wrong did I do(sob sob).I am so hurt
Me:Yea.I understand

I was never good at offering condolences or apologies or stuff of that sort.I could listen to people rant about stuff for hours with :| expression on my face,laced with the occasional hmm,yea,ok in between.

Friend:No,you don't understand.She cheated on me.She told me about it when we met today.She said we cannot be together any longer blah blah blah
Friend:At the end,I parted her goodbye with a heavy heart.I asked her,"So is there another guy in your life?" She replied," Darling,you were always the other one,always"
Me:(ROFLMAO) Oh (I could not laugh at his face,but I seriously fell off my bed laughing my ass off) Don't worry,everything will be ok.Dude,I need to sleep,have work early morning.I will call you in the morning.Bye(hangs up)


One either has to be blindly in love or be too foolish not to realize he was always the other guy in her life for the last 7 years.I wonder how many 'others' were there in her life though.Anyways,life moves on.Other one...roflmao

Disclaimer:The characters in the story are non-fictitious and any resemblance to persons living or dead is no coincidence

Monday, March 8, 2010

Kissed by a dream

I was kissed by a dream after I met you
The reason to live my life is nothing but you
To turn the dream into reality is all I care
I won't at any cost let it go up in a flare

Agreeing with you knowing you are not always right
Just to watch you sleep,I would stay up all night
Why would a rationalist like me do such things,you tell me?
If it wasn't for a sweet,sweet dream which I see is such a beautiful dream,what can i say
The sunshine glows in my heart like early month of May
The sadness and despair which once followed me like a shadow
Has been replaced by stars in the sky as seen from the meadow

I have known the peace of love,and the tumult too
They complete each other like sun and moon
And in their collected beam,I hold hands with you
I am kissed by a dream,but so are you.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar-The first to score 200 in ODIs

Bow down to the CHAMPION,bow down to the GOD.The first man to score 200 in ODIs-none other than Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar.Wait,he is no human being,he is GOD(strikes man out from earlier line).YET another record for the greatest batsman ever to have played this game.A friend suggested that I had a great topic to blog about. But I said no,it would be blasphemy for a mere ordinary mortal like me to even write about God. This post is out of respect and celebration of his 200.Having seen him in Gwalior today,I feel I can die in peace.No other batsman deserved to score 200 first than him.Here is THE moment.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010


I must be about 10 years old.Like all kids of that age,I followed cricket as if my life depended on it(and I still do).I remember it was India vs Australia match. Watching the Indian bowling performance,I was pretty sure India would win this one comfortably.India started their innings quite well.I got up for a glass of water.When I came back,I saw,to my dismay,that India had lost an important wicket.Disappointed.This sequence continued a couple of times.Every time I left my seat, India lost a wicket.I got desperate and fear of losing started grappling my mind.I decided not to leave my seat until the match gets over.With more ups and downs, however without losing any wicket, India won the game.I was probably more happy than than the Indian captain.However,I became a victim of the most incomprehensible phenomenon in the world.Superstition. defines 'superstition' as
1.a belief or notion, not based on reason or knowledge, in or of the ominous significance of a particular thing, circumstance,occurrence, proceeding, or the like.
2.a system or collection of such beliefs.
3.a custom or act based on such a belief.
4.irrational fear of what is unknown or mysterious, esp. in connection with religion.
5.any blindly accepted belief or notion.

After this incident,I have always stayed put in a particular position while watching India play.Not based on reason or knowledge,but in significance of a particular occurrence.I always have my fingers and toes crossed when Sachin Tendulkar is batting in the 90s.An act based on my above belief.I am very superstitious about wearing my Arsenal jersey while watching the Gunners play.Blindly accepted belief in my case that Arsenal will play well if I wear the jersey.These are just a few examples.Its not just me or my neighbor who is superstitious.Great and famous people have been superstitious too.
Steve Waugh always carried a red handkerchief in his pocket when he went out to bat.It is well documented that Sourav Ganguly did not move from his position in the pavilion during that epic win against England at Lords,when he took off his shirt and waved it from the famous balcony.Not just that,it is said that he ordered fellow team mates not to move from their positions too.Michael Jordan(a graduate of North Carolina) always wore his blue North Carolina shorts under his Bulls uniform for good luck.John Terry and Tiger Woods have this superstition that cheating on their (own) wives gives them good luck during the next match or tournament.(OK,I made that one up,but can even be true,you never know :P).There also are the universal superstitions like Friday the 13th is unlucky,breaking a mirror brings 7 years of bad luck,black cat crossing your path is cursed,writing an exam with a lucky pen etc.

Indian traditions and rituals have a part in making the Indian society superstitious.Reliance on position and state of planets in doing some work is something I have never quite been able to come terms with.How can Mars affect what I am going to do on the face of planet Earth?Is there an alien monitoring my movement and affecting it remotely?Even agnostic guys do once in a while resort to weird practices like having a tablespoon of curd before going for an important exam.I won't even go into the hoards of people visiting temples right before an exam or the results.It is one thing to believe in God and having faith in the Almighty,and another thing to pray and give offerings just before the exam.There is a very fine line between faith and superstition,and that would be a separate discussion altogether.

Most superstitions are usually harmless,and that is the reason why people don't think about them.What difference does it make to wear my 'lucky' shirt or socks to the interview instead of any random one?
Right?So what exactly is the problem with being superstitious?It has forced people in believing in something which cannot be explained using normal equations of cause and effect.The root of all superstition is that men observe when a thing hits, but not when it misses.Superstition is so powerful that it leads you to attribute your successes to something outside yourself.This essentially means that you are held back from unleashing your own inner strengths and abilities.After a period of time,your superstition turns into an habit and that can damage your outlook and outcome.Also,one never gets rid of old superstitions,but keeps piling new ones as times goes along.You should not let superstition rule your mind.Instead,you should try your best to overcome your fears by inspiring confidence in yourself,inspiring authority in your decisions and inspiring trust in your actions.

However,that all being said,it is still not going to stop me crossing my fingers and toes when Sachin is on 93 or sleeping in my Arsenal jersey for 8 am kickoff :)

P.S. I would really be interested in knowing what your superstitions are if you want to share them :)

Friday, February 19, 2010


Yesterday was my birthday.25th birthday.Makes me kinda feel old.25,quarter century,silver anniversary.About half my life has gone by(considering assuming I would be living not more than about 50 odd years).They say at 25,an average person are on their way-settled into a place of their own,having a job and maybe even think of starting a family.But in my case,none of the above is true.No home,no job and no thoughts of starting a family.It surprises me how people think about you differently when you are 25.My mom talked about me getting married after she wished me.Hello!!??As if I was not an eligible bachelor a day before,and became one the day i turned 25.Your uncles and aunties start reminding you of your responsibilities,whereas your younger cousins start taunting you about turning into an old man.The pesky aunties keep questioning you about your relationship status and how they should start looking for a suitable bride for you if you are single.Anyways, I think age is strictly a case of mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter.

This reminds me of the childhood days when birthday was the most anticipated day of the year. Today,its just another day. Back then,it was a pretext to buy new clothes and gifts.Today,there was no such feeling. Back then,I used to wear new clothes to school.Everyone in school wished you and made you feel special,albeit for that one single day. Today,I went to school in the same ragged pair of jeans. No one wished me "Happy Birthday". Back then, I used to distribute chocolates in the entire class.Today, I treated myself to a Snickers bar from the vending machine. Back then, mom used to make special food for me. Today, I was making food for others in the cafeteria. I went out for dinner with friends, but the food tasted nowhere as good as the home cooked food. Back then, friends and family came home to wish you. Today, except my few special friends (love you guys), all I got were the stereotypical one line wishes on facebook and orkut. Back then, dad used to bring cake from Merwans' bakery,careful not to spoil the cake in the train crowd. Today, there is no dad to bring it for me. Even the most exotic cake here does not taste as good as that simple cake which he got. Back then, at the end of the day, I used to think about the year to come ahead and go to sleep. Today, I am thinking about the years gone by and not getting any sleep.How I wish I could get my childhood back. As a child, I wanted to grow up and become an engineer. As an engineer, I want to be young and become a child again.

OK,I think I got a little too nostalgic there.I had a wonderful birthday and still suffering from the after effects(hangover,sore bum, bruised elbows and knees).I would like to thank everyone for their wonderful wishes(even those who forgot and might call/text/scrap after reading this).

PS:I am still accepting gifts.

And yes, I have decided to stop counting at 25. Cheers to another year of midlife crisis.

Here is what one looks like after a birthday bashing.Add the above mentioned after effects and clothes smelling of cake,eggs,juices,syrups,ketchup etc. and that sure makes it a night to remember.