Sachin: got through mail and was impressed

When Sachin Tendulkar travelled to Pakistan to face one of the finest bowling attacks ever assembled in cricket, Michael Schumacher was yet to race a F1 car, Lance Armstrong had never been to the Tour de France, Diego Maradona was still the captain of a world champion Argentina team, Pete Sampras had never won a Grand Slam.

When Tendulkar embarked on a glorious career taming Imran and company, Roger Federer was a name unheard of; Lionel Messi was in his nappies, Usain Bolt was an unknown kid in the Jamaican backwaters. The Berlin Wall was still intact, USSR was one big, big country, Dr Manmohan Singh was yet to "open" the Nehruvian economy.

It seems while Time was having his toll on every individual on the face of this planet, he excused one man. Time stands frozen in front of Sachin Tendulkar. We have had champions, we have had legends, but we have never had a Sachin Tendulkar and we never will.

A tale of two gals

By just being in this world often you come across some incidents which are interesting even though when u r also not part of it.

Similar thing happened with me when i was travelling in a bus in Delhi. Seats of the bus were arranged in face to face way. I was on my seat and in front of me were two college going gals facing towards me, their talks were easily audible to me. One of them was pretty attractive [;)], and was owner of some great pair of Eyes.They were talking like we all used to talk in out college days, sharing earphones from single mobile. Talking of mobile companies, motorola ... sony erricson blah blah..., but there was a piece of conversation which was pretty interesting.

So after some time ... the attractive gal complains that she is feeling dizzy.

Attractive gal: Yaar m feeling very dizzy, headache

Other Gal: what happened, may be coz our seats r arranged in opposite direction to the bus

Attractive gal: No yaar, its coz of my eyes.

[That time i thought what happened to those beautiful eyes.]

Other gal: Why what happened

Attractive gal: yaar my eyes number got increased. before it was 4.25 now its 4.75.

Other gal: What ?? why dont you take specs then.

Attractive gal: No i cant even think about it.

Other gal: why what happened.

Attractive gal:You know It will be of so much embarrassment in front of my cousins. I don't want to look like inferior in front of them.

Other gal: Its nothing like that. you should wear specs.

Attractive gal: No yaar, you wont understand.

Other gal: hmmm....

Attractive gal: (suddenly in excited stage) CAN YOU IMAGINE YOURSELF WITH SPECS??? JUST THINK HOW BAD IT'LL BE.

Other gal: (in same enthusiasm) haan yaar i cant even imagine.

Attractive gal: tell me what to do now....

That point of time .. i was smiling with on that gal with pity ... not only coz she was talking rubbish ... putting her looks before her eyes .... but also for that i wished i could tell her that she will look more prettier in Rectangular specs with black frame.

A different week with all the different experiences!!! - 1

Last seven days can be looked upon as just a week passed by like so many had, but this one was different, in terms of different experiences things which had happened. I cannot pack it all in a sngle post of course. So here I got more matter to write on and m lucky for that.

I’ll start off with exactly one week back when there was sort of a reunion with Sanath my team mate who works from Mysore and came to see Delhi. This is guy is pretty much fascinated by the history of it and so he spent one full week measure each corner of City and even Meerut. We already had plans that ill be joining his friends along for the Agra which they had planned before.

It was last Friday night around 11 when I came to my home from Chandigarh and next day I was supposed to leave for Agra. Sanath was waiting for me in IIT Delhi campus. From there we have to reach H nizamuddin Rly station where 5 other people would be waiting for us. By the time we started from delhi it was 11 AM 2 hours delay from the original plan. Anyways we started off other guys were Sanath’s College mates. They all were having a great time as it was reunion for them also. Finally we stopped at Prakash dhaba on the way to Agra. It was somewhere near Palwal and there for the first time I had real “Dhabba Breakfast”, heavy paranthas, lassi , Butter, curd, chutney and all was so tasty. Start was perfect for the journey. Coz of the amount we stuffed in our tummies it was evident that soon we will falling asleep. Highway of Delhi to Agra is nicely made there was no interruption in sleep till Rain looked upon us in Mathura.

While in Mathura our Cab driver pointed out at white monument which was somewhat identical to Taj and then he told us the story that people tried to copy Taj Mahal but were not able to. Slowly when we reached near to it we came to know that it was a Gurudwara and he was trying making some fascinating stories. Chalo anyways by around 3:30 we were at Agra. First out driver took us to the sweet shop where we purchased tones of famous Agra petha. And then finally we arrived at Agra Red fort. Fort is almost identical to what we have in Delhi Red fort, the entrance and Deewan-E-Aam, Deewan –E-Khas are also almost same. Reaching on the spot reminded me of the time when I went to Agra when I was in 2nd Standard in School from School trip. That time also we first went to Agra fort saw the Tajmahal from there and then Went to wonder of the world. Fort was well maintained and it was looking really beautiful also the view of taj from it also was great. Our Cab driver told us to be back by 4:20 as we need to cover up taj before 6 or else itll be closed. So within one hour in hurry we covered up the fort and started towards the Main attraction of the trip.

Yup so finally we were there, they made large park around the entrance of it and no pollution emitting vehicle were allowed in there. There were Tongas, Rickshaws and Electric Caddy Cabs. They I looked towards the Ticket window

Indian nationals Entry Fee : 20 Rs
Foreign nationals Fee: 750 Rs

First time I saw that difference in tickets based on that criteria any ways our guard was explaining about the buildings and surrounding but I was least interested in that and I was only clicking around the pics of the Entrance. Finally we were there from the entrance gate there it was visible standing majestically in white color. The size of it you will not get idea while in pics or TV, seeing it actually will make you believe that why it is amongst the Wonders of the world.

There were many people around and seeing at it with different feeling within them some were amazed 90% were busy in clicking up pics at that spot and there were many couples also which were completely into the romantic era when they saw The Symbol of Love in front of them. Then only I was one foreign couple looking at taj for a long time and then they kissed each other there itself in front of them there were some Rajathani joint Family was passing by. Looking at those foreigners Rajashthani Ladies burst into laughter and giggle amongst themselves, and other Gentlemen were trying to act like they haven’t seen anything and were walking in straight line.

After that we entered Taj it was almost dark that time as time was almost 6 o clock. Post that we clicked some 100 of photos and set our journey back. But before starting of our driver took us to the plsce where we can buy some local handicraft and hand woven cloths. Stuff was all good I just bought one Agarbatti stand and finally we started back to Delhi. I reached home around 2 AM.

All in all it was Great day and It was my long awaited moment to see taj. Although I had seen it in my childhood and there were many changes too. Previously I was very dirty and muddy around taj entrance. But now it was well maintained and all the effort are being made to save Taj Mahal eroding because of air pollution and Acid rain. All the factories are closed within 40 km radius of Taj. A great and necessary step which is required to save this great building.

This post went so much long I didn’t expected it…. chalo ill close it soon …. More to come about this week  keep reading.

Long awaited day

Today at last it happened, the day for which I waited so long. Yup a day at home with a heavy shower from Rain god.

There are about 60-70% of the weekends when ill stay at Chandigarh, and this year since the starting of monsoon all weekend which I witnessed where Sunny and damn hot. And same it started today also I got up @ 9 am and saw outside sun was out with no signs of clouds. Again in disappointment I got busy with my laptop. Slowly clouds started to gather up and it little pitter patter of rain drops started. I felt little relieved but it wasn’t which I was waiting for so long.

I always love to go out and get drenched in rain. In my childhood there were very few occasions when I played in rain rest of the time my mom was too much conscious for me getting cold so always made sure that I won’t go out in it. May be that restriction have created more urge and love in me towards it. Last year though there was ample amount of rain, it used to almost daily in evening and I became my activity to come from office soon and go out on bike in rain almost every time I did it. Our house owner used ask me always what are u doing you can get sick but I never believed in that theory. :)

Around 10:30 I was having chat with my house mate suddenly I saw rain started to pour in full flow. Within a second I jumped and ran outside in our balcony, it was exactly what I wanted a holiday and rain. While enjoying the rain and view around my eyes landed on my bike, poor she, clouds are only source of refreshment to her. Thanks to my laziness she will never get bath apart from rain and today she was shining as new one :). Then I saw some of the street kids they were running on the road singing “Aaja Aaja dil nichode ….” Latest buzzing song from movie kaminey. Enjoying rain to the fullest and there were little younger ones who were drooling in every puddle of water, and whenever any car was passing by they deliberately coming near to it as it will splash water on them. Totally unhygienic idea but they were enjoying it to the fullest.

Then also there was cycle race of all chintoo kids gathered together :) nice to watch was they were so much chintoo that they have to try real hard for their cycle to make through the water flowing on the road and they were all giving their best and just then came another gang at first I didn’t get it what they are up to they were looking suspiciously at every tree around. Soon I realized that they were after fruits which will be there on the trees. Whatever they spotted they plucked started sharing and eating among themselves.

It was nice to see witnessing these happening around. But only kids below 15-16 were involved, no one elder than that.

Even I was simply standing in balcony and seeing things around. Wish ill get someone soon with whom I can play in rain   . With this nice and soothing thought lemme close this post .

Genius M : Gandhigiri

Helloooo Everyone!!! What are you thinking after reading the title? First thing which'll be coming into your mind will be Sanjubaba and new term raised by him for non violence.

What i am going to tell you now is that it’s not only Sanju baba who is following gandhigiri, its your Genius M also who have hints in past when he also followed the same and urged others tooo!!! Last time u came across my scientific abilities and hint of great brain in making, now you’ll be seeing other sensitive side of mine.

This one is though the one which I myself don’t remember, but it’s in my dad’s mind which is settled permanently within him. And he often gives reference to this incident several times. So what you are about to read now is narration based on my interview skills. I tried to collect whatever data I could.

I will take you now take to my old home. In those times (i.e. 1990) there were not many high buildings or houses. There used to be single storey houses and so were ours and our neighbors there was no boundary of roof. Often in those times i used to spend evenings on roof with my chintoo sister and i was around 7 years old. in our neighbor sometimes two little guyz used to come. As they were relatives there. They were most wicked and naughty kids i have seen in that time. U can say Rowdies in making. So that fine day I was playing with my sister and my dad was also there. And that guy also came to the roof. Somehow we got into some fight and hey gifted me a punch in my stomach and started to run away. My dad was watching this and decided not to interfere as he wanted to see how I will reply back. My sister on the other hand was not calm enough she started sprinting to follow him down (she was only 3-4 year old that time). But suddenly i came between her and thought to set an example to her. I held her hand and said "No Ruchi we should not indulge in fighting, it is a bad habit".

After seeing all this, my dad held his head. Thinking why the hell all the Gandhigiri of the world entered into my Son only.

Genius M: Train Fluid mechanincs

Ok Guyz and Galz it has been long time since i have done something on blogging front. People around me are giving me enough inspiration to start on it again and may be this time we all will give ideas to each other to scribble.

Today ill be telling you one of my stories from past which do reflect some of my traits which still exists in furnished manner.

Without confusing further ill start. I was in 1st standard in my school and yes i was brilliant. I was one the most brilliant chintoo of the school all the teachers used to know me, and get me toffies and all coz all those Mams liked me soooo much :).

Although that spree of mine lasted only till the time when i used to wear nickers (till 2nd standard). after that i started wearing full pants and my academic record as well as popularity amongst teachers fell down as well.

Anywayz, in that golden era it so happened that suddenly my dad came to school, in between the class and talked to my class teacher that i had to leave as we are going for one marriage, it was in Raipur and we were supposed to leave by train. As i was so lovable my class teacher gave me short story book personally and told to read it in train. I was so happy to get that. happiness was doubled as i was also experiencing my class mates faces, i was leaving the class and they were on desk studying.

Chalo ill do fast forward now, in this scene i was sitting at the window seat of the train and train was at it top speed, fascinated by that speed suddenly one idea struck into my mind. i took my hand out of the window and felt the air. convinced that its strong enough, my brilliant mind started understanding the fluid flow of air and its force and sketched an outline of a practical that i was about to perform. for that i needed an object and the nearest one was the book gave to me by my class teacher. the idea of failure didn't even struck my mind as i was so enthusiastic and confident.

Finally i made a calculation, that If i hold this book outside the window there will be two forces acting on it one will be gravity and one will be air flow. and my mind calculated the resultant angle where the book will flow, and in path of that angle i placed my hand. so the experiment was to catch the book from second hand which is at certain angle from the first hand after ill release the book. in this process ill understand several laws of science.

Without wasting any time i took out book kept both my hand outside the window of train at assumed positions. After double checking the angle finally i released the book.... Guess what ..... the resultant angle was totally miscalculated by me :'( and force of gravity proved to be more stronger than wind the book went passed my hand before only. it took me 5-6 seconds to realise that i have lost my fav book of stories given by my class teacher. And later after realisation Ganga jamuna started and whole compartment was wondering what happened to this kid why he is crying so badly. Several people came to to convince me that theyll pull the chain, or station master will get it for me. but by now you all must be knowing that how brilliant i was, i knew all are trying to console me.

Now when i think of it, i wonder how can i think like that in that age ...but thats me and so are several other incidents to support it which sits as permanent place in my mind. will share with you people one by one.

Why people blog??

Why people blog??

This was the question one of my friend asked me day before yesterday. Interesting question it was. So I thought let’s have a thought at it.

I read it somewhere the word “blog” came from “web log”. So it may be online discussion, commentary or news on a particular subject also as more personal online diaries.

Initially it would have been started by some politicians who wants to share there views on particular topic and there will be followers of them who always wanted to know what their leader have to say. Also would have been from scientists may they wanted to have online discussion which anyone can give their inputs on.

Now let’s come to personal area where actually this friend of mine was more concerned, and also this is my current blog status also … I have seen people maintaining their daily lives and many personal views or anything they want to share …. also to show their creativity or enhance it.

Its like having your say on some topic and make people read it, its is similar to writing an article in newspaper with little less reader base lets say your friends, and having there say on it. Do articles or views should be fancy enough to be in newspapers?? What if u want to share something with your friends? And at the same you have no problems in making it public.

Some of his counter arguments were:

“kuch bhi utha k likh do to ek blog ban jaata hai” (whatever u write it becomes a blog)
“aaj kya kiya.... kal ka din kaise gaya ... person kaun mila tha... narson kya khaya tha sab kuch blog me”
(what u did today… what about yesterday …. Who met you …what u ate)

Like I said politics to have followers ….. also what I feel is even your friends are also your followers, they are always interested in your things, what you do daily …. they want to listen it and they always have some opinion on it. So why not provide them the appetite and have a chat on daily life. Take their comments ….. and best part is u can interact with all irrespective of your location.

Some more arguments:

“people write for the sake of writing... just for the sake of showoff”
“time pass can happen in private, why do you need a public webpage”
“I mean to say... people write blogs for people to read on them”

Hmm so concern here was people write it so that someone can read on it and terming it as a show of ……
Obviously isn’t it the same what people are doing in all those social sites like Orkut, Facebook, Hi5 …. This is what you do when u put a personal status message on your messenger. I remember him putting status message like ………

“All of my friends left me. they went for the party and they are enjoying ….. somewhere” something like that ….

Now I wanted to ask ….. why did he put this status message in his messenger there are 100s of his friends who can read it ,when on the contrary he was talking of only those few of his friends? Isn’t it is a show off for rest of members in his messenger list? He can also tell them privately …why do he need public way to tell them, cant he can call them and tell?
Is it a show off or a call of sympathy from all?

Whatever it is, everyone of us wants tell our views anytime and luckily there are multiple mediums available with us now.
Be it messenger, orkuttin blogging … e mails etc etc.

Why do people blog?
Why do people write books?
Why do people make movies?
Why do people paint?
Why do people have anything to say in the first place?
And what makes them think anybody is listening to them or not?
Does it matter when anyone is listening to you or not?