Thursday, October 14, 2010

The Good, The Bad and The Ugly of CWG

To: Dr. M.S. Gill, Mr. Suresh Kalmadi, Lalit Bhanot, Bureaucrats, All Corrupt Officials
Cc: Dr. ManMohan Singh, SportsPersons of India, Volunteers at CWG, Delhi-ites

Date: 14 October 2010

Subject: The Good, The Bad and The Ugly of CWG

Dear All

I will come straight to the point of what I have witnessed during past few days.

The Good
1. Indian Athletes performed superbly; surpassing the last CWG haul of 50 and winning 101 medals. Each medal is well deserved, greatly appreciated and respected. Congratulations for your victory and we admire  and encourage your hard work; dedication and spirit. We wish you success for all your future endeavors and hope that you continue to beat your own records.
2. The sound of National Anthem that I got to hear many times in the day.
3. Opening and Closing Ceremonies were spectacular. 
The opening ceremony showcased our rich heritage; in forms of henna design; various dance form; teacher-student relationship and the Knowledge Tree; the age old practice of Yoga; carefully choreographed laser show and a spectacular fireworks which made us feel proud and stumped.
Closing Ceremony too pumped in the Spirit of Delhi with a great show put up by band which reminded me of my school band-group days, some interesting techniques of martial arts and equally good show put up by our musicians. The laser show again made me bite my tongue.The fireworks looked splendid from my terrace and made my neighbors run out of houses and enjoy the view in the sky.
And not to forget the 70 crore Helium balloon.
4. JLN stadium was awesome.
5. Unprecedented security.
6. The state of art CWG village.
7. The cheering and smiling people of Delhi.

The Bad
1. You could not prepare for this event in 7 years and tried to fix issues in 15 days when rains washed away all your false claims.
2. The filth you spread on our face and the world saw.
3. Attention was not given to athletes who are the real heroes.
4. And you Dr. Gill how happily you take away the limelight.
5. That you were unprepared in all aspects and made Delhi-ites suffer because of your mismanagement.
6. That you closed down the roads ; and we the people had to suffer...suffer and suffer.
7. Mr Kalmadi you are a big Sure-@$$ Comedy.
8. Ms Dikshit you have taken the credit of good things but you know what you have done.
9. Mr. Prime-Minister I am disappointed with you.
10. Mr. Bhanot; I have no words for you because you might say every individual in the world has different levels of feeling ashamed.

The Ugly
1. The games were not mismanaged; they were managed so nicely that all of you could up eat up our money and make it look as if you would just meet the deadlines. But Rain-Gods did you in and your plan was screwed; all of us saw through it.
2. You claimed to make Delhi a world class city. I haven't been to any other world class city so I cant compare it with any. But I know for sure; Delhi was better and beautiful earlier.
You built Bloody Rotted Terrible (BRT) corridors to ease out traffic problems. Do I need to tell you what it did to Delhi's Traffic?
3. You said you would smoothen the roads; but it takes only one day's rain to break your roads and mind you I am not talking about this year. This year God played with you.
4. That you increased taxes in the name of CWG and you put our money down the drain that leads straight to your multi-crore houses.
5. That you couldn't prepare in 7 years so you decided to divide our roads specially for CWG vehicles and made us suffer day in and day out. A 45minute travel now took 2 hrs just because Indians are tolerant people and good hosts so our great organizers got a simple solution to the traffic problem of Delhi. Screw the people.
6. That you made our daily lives suffer just because we are great Dil(li)walas.
7. That you have the audacity to say all is well and nothing is wrong.
8. That you will never admit that you cheated the entire nation.
9. That you let our country down by outdoing all scams and then making remarks that the world would mock at.
10. And of course negative publicity by Media which showed a skewed picture.

I dont know what to call these games : A Success because Sports succeeded or a Slap on the face that you conveniently hit or just a passing memory which I as a common person of India would conveniently forget in the daily grind of life.

A Frustrated Angry Sad Proud Ashamed and Confused
Citizen of India

Monday, September 13, 2010

Dilli Badnaam Hui CommonWealth tere liye

dilli badnaam hui CommonWealth tere liye

le zandu baam hui CommonWealth tere liye

dilli ki sadko pe traffic bhaari janta mei lachaari
commonwealth ke kaamo mei barbaadi, jeb bharta karmchari, janta bechari re 
le zandu baam hui CommonWealth tere liye

hum kehte they dilli me sophistication bada, style bada
hum kehte they dilli me sophistication bada, style bada
haye dilli walo mei jigra bada re jigra bada
haye tu na jane dilli ke jalwe gire 
haye tu na jane dilli ke jalwe gire arbo rupaiyaa udaa

ek baarish mei baad hui CommonWealth tere liye
har planning barbaad hui CommonWealth tere liye
har adhikari ki aish hui CommonWealth tere liye

o dilli re
hai teri gali gali mei kachra re
dengue ka faile khtara re
videshi yaha aane se darta re darta re
o dilli re

kaise officials se paala pada ji paala pada
ho kaise officials se paala pada 
kha gaye karodo rupaiyaa paap ka ghada na bhara
popat na jane isey gaali 
(haye haye maar hi daaloge kya)
popat na jane isey gaali se leke jooti ki milegi sazaa

janta pareshan hui bhooke official tere liye
janta pareshan hui bhooke official tere liye

tha is game pe dilli ki izzat ka sehra tika,sehra tika
dia dilli ko dunia ki nazro mei jhuka 
na chal paaye paidal na daude hai gaadi
sadko se leke stadium tak sab kuch sada

janta kohram hui, bhrashtachaari tere liye
dilli badnaam hui... kaamchor mere liye
dilli badnaam hui... kaamchor mere liye

controversy aam hui CommonWealth tere liye
bezti-e-hindustan hui CommonWealth tere liye
1 deadline meet na hui CommonWealth tere liye

har jagah pe maara maar hui CommonWealth tere liye
cost of living fir bhi badhi CommonWealth tere liye
le sareaam neelam hui CommonWealth tere liye

haan ji haan tere liye

Thursday, August 12, 2010

A beautiful Day

Happy Birthday to Me :)

Some days are so special and today is one such day. The day entire human race was blessed ; the day on which God cries for having lost such an angel to Earth :D

The day started with a message at midnight blessing me of all happiness and a prayer to see me smile :) It started with me expecting calls from all my friends . I ensure all my friends call because I remind them its my birthday ; a day before either through status messages or directly :)

Neha called me at 6.23 in the morning to wish me ; just because she wasn't feeling like sleeping. DUH.... but thanks a lot honey :) for at least trying to be the first one to call, since past 12 years... It makes me feel special. 

Got hugs from family and I could just manage a smile; this being my last bday at this place...

And it followed as all my dear friends ushered me wishes. Thank You all ... I made all of you sing and despite of your bad throat and croaky voices you sang for me :) I already feel like a princess...

In midst of attending calls a exercised just to be sure I dint feel guilty while gorging on food :D and every time I would rush to get ready I would be running back to answer the phone.

By the way I got 43 calls today :D and 29 people wishing me through sms.. I haven't yet counted wishes on FB and orkut and all these stats are mutually exclusive. Well by this I dont intend to tell how popular I am; but this is the way to make myself feel wonderful that there are so many people in your life who care to wish you. Thanks to all :) You made my day .

Amongst this wishing frenzy I got all dressed up in an orange wraparound and a golden shirt .. How I looked ... Just like a bday girl should.... All excited I reached a place from where the surprises began...

My Mr.Perfect made it a perfect day for me... A bouquet of red roses; exactly the way I love it was waiting for me...Red Roses make me go ga-ga ... I was gifted with two nice pretty looking shirt-tops... :) Two chocolates tucked away somewhere awaiting for me to be surprised. . .

We went to Chattarpur Mandir  to seek blessings and pray for our happiness. A very calming experience indeed. A birthday is not complete if God doesn't smile at you. Though this was supposed to be a surprise; I had somehow guessed it :D because a few days back I mentioned to him to take me there. I am so lucky that all my wishes are so well taken care :) God couldn't be everywhere so He sent me a Genie :) :)

We drove back to Saket for a movie and it turned out just fine :) I quiet liked the dialogs :D I mean they were kind of tashani . "Tum jo aaye zindagi mei baat ban gai" makes me look at him and say : "Raunke Hain Dil Ke Dar Pe, Raunke Hain Dil Ke Dar Pe Dhadkane Hain Surmayi Meri Kismat Bhi Tumhari, Saath Ban Gayi"

It was now time for sumptuous lunch and I had loads of yummmmylicious food... What more could I want... I thought it was time to go back home ... but SURPRISE SURPRISE...

I was treated like a QUEEN at Oriental Spa at Saket Mall with a very relaxing and luxurious Foot Spa.... What a decor.... pleasing ambiance.... dark rooms with small wooden cubicles and comfortable cushion chairs... soothing music... a cooling eye cover.... refreshing aroma of oils and aaaahhhhhh the lovely massage ... I have no words to explain.... It was HEAVEN :)

In the meanwhile Mr. Sweet-Heart went on to buy a romantic novel. I had told him that I wished to read a novel and a romantic one at that. He who doesn't take much interest in books had done a thorough research on popular romantic novels (he even knows the difference between romantic novel and love story :) :)) .

I was gifted with P.S. I Love You inside which there was note P.S. I Love You :-) Mr. Perfect 
It floored me. . .

Then God cried and the entire Delhi got stuck up in traffic jam :P My heart was dancing; because I could spend some more time with him ;) ;) I know I am greedy but who would not want to stay forever with such a wonderful person... I know I am being selfish... knowing the fact that he would have got tired of planning surprises ; driving me from mandir to mall...mall to home and getting stuck up in traffic .... but I dint ask for Rain; I was just full of gratitude that it Rained :D :D 
I love so much sitting with him in the car... traffic or no traffic... please dont tell me how pathetic it is for the one who is driving... I can feel that :( But I love to be with him :) :) and then in one and half hours we reached home :) and a beautiful date came to an end...

Mumma had cooked Manchurian and fried rice... and baked a birthday cake for me... Pa had brought a lovely night dress and my kiddo brother bought me a Bournville .... Cake ... birthday song... claps food marked my celebration at home... and I turned 25 this way...

Here is to all those who love me and make efforts to make me feel loved; wanted; needed; cared and beautiful... Thank You :) and I wish that in every life time you are a part of my life...

and for Mr. Perfect : 
P.S. I Love You 

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Moments of Bliss

It so happened that one mail; one moment made me scream with joy and pulled me out of Mo(a)nday mood. So in a very great mood I decided to jot down my list of blissful moments:

1. Top of my list; is moment of today - At 17:15 hrs HR drops a mail to all employees: "On account of the Gurgaon Panchayat Elections scheduled for Tuesday, 6th July 2010, all XXX units at Gurgaon will be closed for the day to allow employees to cast their vote."

I mean; come Monday and I am in worst of my moods and entire day I spend ranting about how bad life could be and why Mondays come and how will I manage to reach weekend :D and today was one such day.

Suddenly; there were thunderstorm and lightning and GOD told me "I Exist and I am listening to your prayers so I grant you a free off" ... Whoooooooooooooosh.......... and this girl was dancing; screaming and calling her friends.

Sheer Bliss :)

2. India vs Pakistan (Cricket Match) : Aaaah the joy of winning over Pakistan (if its Finals of some cup then its icing on cake); but even a galli match victory over Pakistan would feel equally great. Those nail biting finishes when these arch-rivals are contending; sledging (oops friendly interactions :D); that fire in eyes; aggression; heat...fingers crossed, goosebumps,  emotions soaring... and VICTORY when last ball is bowled... Nothing can match this electrifying moment...

3. And when you are walking on road; engrossed in your "life ki tension" and there is this cute lil baby looking at you with her eyes wide open and suddenly gives you a smile... A smile that makes you forget everything... What could be more beautiful than seeing a baby smile at you... :)

4. You have been singing a song since days and you badly want to hear it and when you tune into Radio they are playing your favorite song... can any other feeling match this moment of elation ... qasam se - mood set hojata hai yaar.

5. When you are strolling on road and you get a 100rs note :D OK! Let me be frank; I have found such notes and I haven't left them lying on road to be crumpled beneath the feet of zaalim dunia . Its one of those yuhooooooooo moments.. isn't it ?

6. Seeing a dress exactly as you imagined in the showroom. Trust me! Its THE GREATEST feeling in the world; as though God is telling "I tailor-made it for you" :)

7. When in school/college we would hang out with our friend's circle where there would be this guy/gal we had hearts for..or may be the one we were dating... you know the "soft corner  -  special someone". There would come a beggar or a baba and begging for money and saying "bhagwaan tumhari jodi banaye rakhe" :D I know it sounds kind of cheesy but "mann karta hai sari jaydaad  iske naam kar doon" :D

8. While travelling you have been madly thinking of pakoras and samosas and as you reach home; with your first step you can smell...aah rather FEEL the aroma of your on-your-way-dream food... What a moment :P I mean "maa ka pyar aur uska dular" nothing can beat that.

9. Now that I have named mommy dear; can pa be far behind. "Hotel ki roti ho ya ghoomne jana" ; mom would shun it and you run to dad and he agrees. Mom looks in anger and Dad says "chadd na yar..thoda enjoy bhi kara kar". Ahhhh... and we gush at our victory over mom :D

10. and when your kiddo sibling wants to say I Love You/Sorry/Thank You and cant just say it..You know how embarrassing and tough its to say such words to the people we love the most. Those cute little gestures - like relinquishing control of remote; bringing you chocolates; lying in your lap; dropping you emails; trying to hold you tight; picking up your plate :D ; not being able to meet your eyes... that make u smile from the heart to the eyes ...

11. I know 10 is a round figure... but this had to be listed ... Realizing that some-one is going ga-ga over you... Nothing could feel so heavenly..so special but to see that unsaid; unspoken; unadulterated and innocent love in some-one's eyes :) This is bliss.

Yes there are many more that I missed out - like walking in the rain... jumping on bed... pillow fight and chalk fight...maggie pakora in rains... paranthas at dhaba...noodles at hostel-cafe...but I'l keep them for some other time.

Gar firdaus bar rue zameen ast / hameen asto, hameen asto, hameen ast' - Amir Khusro/Jehangir

Please share your blissful moments.

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Obituary

With a very heavy heart I have to bear the loss of my 5 year old contact number. This number has been with me through thick and thin. It had seen the greatest and the worst times of my life so far. There are countless memories that I associate with this number.

It has been audience to heartbreaks; witness to miracles and a messenger of hope. It has heard so many sad news of not clearing any entrance examinations to a surprise of me cracking the DU M.Sc. Entrance. With this number I have fought with so many friends; planned beautiful surprises; counselled my dear friends; taught many people over the phone.

It would silently and patiently listen to my mindless chatter for hours. If I would be happy and call numerous people to share my excitement and there would be times; I would just scroll through entire contact list looking for someone to share my grief.

Those emotional cries and silent sobs; it has always stood by me in the toughest of times. Sitting silently it would help me revisit some beautiful moments; prompting me to read my inbox. It has been a witness to my endless waits to calls, messages, missed calls. The blink on the screen would light up my eyes; such was its magic.

Some-days I would give missed calls to friends and they would call me back; some-days friends would play the missed calls. And it has tolerated all my idiosyncrasies - from calculating how this number affects me according to numerology to how rhythmic it sounds on speaking this number; it has laughed at me for all these years.

Some-days I would just switch it off just to cut-off from the world; and secretly wish when I switch it on there would be missed calls and messages.Some-days it would buzz continuously congratulating me on getting admission; securing a job; celebrating birthdays to celebrating my engagement.

It has seen me grow; from the short tempered silly girl to a comparatively calm person who has just discovered the art of listening. It would hear me sing over the fun; flirt with my beloved; giving tech support to dad and family matter advises to mom and planning movie outings with bhai.

I would save all the beautiful quotes which I read somewhere in draft messages ; forward silly messages; irritate my friends while they were talking to girlfriends. There would be times when some-one would pick up my missed call and I would burn half a litre of my blood brooding over the loss of 50p for that call. And then there would be days; when I would say; give me a missed I'l call you back.

And there would be times when I would coordinate events over the phone; ordering people; planning and discussing management issues and leading a team of over 100 people.

It has seen me getting irritated with crank calls; to getting interviewed for job; gossiping endlessly with Neha; planning outings with friend; to getting all lovey-dovey (blush) .

This number has done it all :)
Yeah; may be I am getting to emotional but I have always been sensitive about things that have been loyal to me. They dont speak up; but you know they are there. There are somethings you dont want to change or give up and mobile number is one of them. 

Aah... and for the fact that why I killed it; I killed it for some greater good. Sorry my dear; but I am sure over these years you would have understood; somethings are better off in Letting Go; and you were one of those.

This post is a dedication to you because you were important to me and had become a part of my identity.


P.S. : Ok guys! there aint any sacrifice in giving up my number; all my family has moved to one network and so I move on (the greater good you see :) ) but I wish to make my old number feel special.

Sunday, June 27, 2010

I have been thinking



1. We never grow up.We just learn to conceal our expressions and cover our emotions.

2. We are constantly trying to prove something to the world; and almost all the time that something is unknown.

3. Life teaches us lessons and when we have learnt them; it asks us to unlearn them.

4. Experience tells you what went wrong; but it doesn't guarantee that right move would always be right.

5. Any deviation from constant irks us; despite of knowing the fact that universal constant is change.

6. We know the world is full of problems and mine is so small as compared to the person next door. Yet we  believe that ours is the gravest.

7. We are selfish and each and every action of ours is motivated by benefit to our soul. In our hearts we know    its OK to work for self; yet we want to portray ourselves as "great".

8. We all have inflated balloon of EGO ; which strangely never deflates. And sometimes it grows so big that it blocks the vision of everything around us.

9. We always want things to be done our way. Take a look at your happy and sad moments. You were happy because what happened was what you wanted and you were sad because things didnt turn your way.

10. We always take credit of our success but responsibility of our failure lies on some-one else. Though we say otherwise but thats what we always think.

11. In our constant attempt to be different we push ourselves into situations that are complete opposite to what we want and being a slave to our false self beliefs we continue to torture ourselves.

12. We always want to be somebody else but inside us we always want somebody else to appreciate the real us.

13. They say if you have passion then you'll have success but we become passionate only when we taste success.

14. We all are shy people; we cultivate confidence and "frankness" as we grow up.

15. We want to be loved the way we want. We want to love the way we want. But we forget the other person also thinks the same way.

16. We never make sacrifices. We make choices. Leaving a job for your baby is not a sacrifice; you have made a choice of being with the baby rather than being with your job.

17. We need someone to believe in us when even we dont believe in ourselves.

18. No matter; how much we say I wont change for some-one; inside of us wants us to change for some-one.  Not because we are making a sacrifice; but because we always wanted to do that and were just looking for a reason.

19. All we need is comfort and not luxury. Luxury is what we own to make other people jealous and instill false pride in ourselves.

20. Today's comfort is tomorrow's need and yesterday's luxury.

21. Positive thinking brings good times; negative thinking brings bad times.

22. No matter how bad things seem; two things sail you through HOPE and FAITH.

23. LOVE is the only thing that motivates us.

24. We all make mistakes ; and knowing that we are humans; makes it easier for us to accept them.

25. Success and happiness is best enjoyed when its shared.

26. We all are lovers of beauty.

27. Each black has some white in it and each white has some black in it. 

28. Belief in Self and Belief in God is the same thing.

29. We fight the change initially but as we grow in that situation we embrace it and secretly find comfort in it.

30. We all our wonderful; from being a mere thought to a cell, to a life form and to being able to generate life we constantly create wonders.

Life is indeed strange... but in all its strangeness its beautiful :)

Friday, April 2, 2010

I wish

I wish to look right into your eyes
and then shy away

I wish you to hold me tight
and sway

I wish to hold your hands
and be led your way

I wish to see you smile
when you hear me say

I wish to fulfill your dreams
when I see you pray

I wish to take away your pain
and cast all trouble away

I wish you to rule my life
and I shall obey

I wish to lay my life
the day you say

I know our love is forever
and here to stay

and there's a lot more that I wish
In your life -happiness, smiles and love I shall lay :)

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Yaad reh jayega :)


woh subah u spcl sey aana
DTC key peeche bhaagna

stairs par beith kar assignment tepna
aur raat din algo ke sapney dekhna

sab choot jayega....

din bhar karna coding
aur raat bhar chalti thi downloading

yahoo key addey par mehfil jamana
conference bulakey sabki lena

orkut par scrap count badhana
FAN list badhaney key liye jugaad lagana

sab choot jayega....


xmz ki morning mei syllabus poochna
fir kehna saaley tu merey aage beithna

woh loo mei jakey farrey chupana
aur passing marks key liye tadapna

last key 30 minutes mei xm finish karna
agli baar pucca padhney ka promise karna

sab choot jayega ....


department ki kamiya nikaalna
aur fir sara din yahan padey rehna

woh raju ki chai peena
aur 2 rs ki chillad bhi bachana

bhel poori aur maggi point par bheed lagana
car mei bhar key ghoomney jana

sab choot jayega...


woh result key liye rukti saansey
OR ki bandiya aur stats key bando key liye bhatakti raahein

woh apas mei bitching karna
Fish Pond mei bhadaas nikalna

yahoo groups par dangey karna
aur fir end mei maafi maangna

sab choot jayega ....


woh placement key liye raat din padhna
job milney par aankh mei aansoo aana

woh doston ki problems solve karna
aur unhi doston sey bewajah ladna

sab choot jayega ....

woh class picnic plan karna
apney appetite sey zyada khana

har party ka besabri sey intezar karna
aur har event par issue create karna

sab choot jayega ....

seniors ka saturday ko wait karna
chocolate na laaney par ladna

har faculty member ki burai karna
mauka milney par copy maarna

NG ki sari
Hazra ka bhulna
Mutoo key baal
VK ka gussa
VB ki chaal
aur kaisey daaley PB ko lagaam

sab choot jaayega....


woh sankalan key liye jaan laga dena
woh sabka haath milakey kaam karna

department key liye unite ho jana
woh tech - fests mei jeet ka jashn manana

woh khud ko Best kehna
aur khwab pooerey karney ki himmat jutana

yaad reh jaayega ....


yaad ayega har woh pal jismei hum hansey... ladey... roye...
galey miley..
yahoo ki woh chats...
morning mei SOAPS key discussion...
pangey leney key naye plans...
woh bhookey shero ki tarah lunch box par tootna..
woh bday cake face par lagana...
har minute ko ghumney key plans
class cancel karwaney ki saajish
mass bunk key liye polling....

yeh sab yaad reh jaayega....


I'L MISS ALL THIS and MUCH MORE...

THNX DUCS... FOR Everything...



I love and worship this PLACE; for the lessons it gave me

Hold Me!!!




When excruciating memories intimidate the very exsistence of me
Hold Me...

When deafening silence screams in my chastising solitude
Hold Me...

When fate inflicts its scariest commands on my already slaved life
Hold Me...

When my dreams come crashing down in the realms of reality
Hold Me...

When I stand on the edge of cliff; longing to embrace the other world
Hold Me...

When whirpool of emotions drains me into lifelessness
Hold Me...

When anguish fills my heart
Hold Me...

When unbridled afflictions compel me to look away from life
Hold Me...

When destiny forbids me to dream again
Hold Me...

When pieces of broken illusion bleed my eyes
Hold Me...

When my tears turn red
Hold Me...

When ceaseless trauma exhorts me to a perpetual struggle
Hold Me...

When life appears to be a sarcasm on my wishes
Hold Me...

When shattered dreams shudders my belief in myself
Hold Me...

When I begin to question justfications of my survival
Hold Me...

When fate brings up its most intriguing challenges
Hold Me...

When the thought of calling it quits resonates in my heart and mind
Hold Me...

When my soul quivers each time it slogs to get up
Hold Me...

Hold Me when the desire of not living pushes me to death...

Hold Me...Hold Me tight... Hold Me in your arms...
before I get sucked into the void of stillness...

Oh! My God!


Chapter 1


OH! MY GAWWWD... I exclaimed when he stepped in. How could somebody look so cute; so cool? He stepped into the classroom and also into my heart. My heart beat to the rhythm of his foot steps.

He was very fair; red lips as if straight from snow white and seven dwarfs. I know Snow White won’t be an apt description for the MAN in my life; but that’s what first struck me when I saw him.

He sat right next to the stud on whom I had a crush; just a few minutes back. I was in a dilemma (dharmsankat you see). I just couldn’t decide whom to look at. The stud Mr. Rock or the cutie Mr. Puppy. To my relief; both were sitting next to each other so I could have my cake and eat it too.

The chemistry teacher entered and soon the entire class was engrossed in acids and bases. I too mixed my salty fantasies with the acid like Mr. Stud and basic MR. Puppy. I started loving chemistry lectures. I could add any of them to my salts and get desired results that defied laws of electrons and protons.

And suddenly Mr. Gopalan stood besides me to see what examples of endothermic and exothermic reactions I had given.

On reading my notebook his temperature reached the boiling point. Confused; I saw my notebook. It read

Stud Acid + beautyqueen Ã  Love + heat  (exothermic)

Naaaah

Mr. Puppy base + beautyqueen + heat -> Love (endothermic)

Sounds cool.

Without any questions he directed me out of the class and asked me to see him after the lecture. For the first time in life; I dint feel scared because I knew I was in Love.  I began to concentrate on my chemistry with Mr. Puppy. Now I understood what Mr. Gopalan meant when he said: “In a chemical reagtionn; some bonds are made and some are broken”. My notebook which would now become my diary told me that bond between Mr. Stud and me was broken and a new bond was made; between me and Mr. Puppy.
And then there was Mr. Gopalan happily shaking me out of my romantic dreams. He scolded me of not being attentive in class. He said he would spare me; if I told him what a Chemical Reaction is.

Huhh!! These teachers. They surely know how to bully us.

“So Miss beautyqueen! I am waiting for your response.”

Ummmmmm… Sssssirrr.

A chem…hicall reaction (I could sense my ears turning red; and I could feel the smell of H2S –this H2S smell always bothers me when I am nervous).
OK! CHILL …
Calm down… You know it:

Sir

“During any chemical reaction, there is a conversion of the reactants into a single or many products. The chemical reactions occur under the appropriate conditions of pressure and temperature in the presence of a catalyst. The catalyst plays a significant role in increasing the rate of a chemical reaction without actually getting involved in that reaction.”


Eureka!! I knew it. Of course! I knew it. So Mr. Gopalan! May I leave; I have another lecture to attend. Surprised Gopu; stepped aside and I strode… proud of my victory.

What a morning: Two crushes; victory over Gopu. I surely deserve a coffee treat at CCD.

Girl! You need to focus. Remember you just found the MAN of your dreams.
During any chemical reaction, there is a conversion of the reactants into a single or many products. – So True!

Now I have to create appropriate conditions in presences of a catalyst. The catalyst plays a significant role in increasing the rate of a chemical reaction without actually getting involved in that reaction.

So what can be the Catalyst in my chemical reaction? I need to plan, observe and act. God! I have got goose bumps; I am on a (shhhh...) Secret Mission.
Day 2

Look at all the girls; they are just drooling over Mr. Stud.
Bimbos…

But why should I worry. I have no competition as surely these girls will notice my cutie-pie but they will remain at – “OH! He is sooo… chweeeet” .
Mine is true love. Let them focus on Stud.


He stepped in coyly wearing a mauve shirt and white trousers. The clean shaven look, the gelled set hair. Everything is so neat about him. He is so different and so stylish and …

Am I blushing?

I can sense something happening in my stomach.



OH!! That’s butter chicken from last night’s dinner crying hoarse.

CONCENTRATE

Gopu is here. I’d better focus on the lecture; else Puppy would consider me dumb; if I am thrown out of the lecture daily.
Mr. Gopu this year I’ll top chemistry (which one? the time will tell).

Puppy and Stud again sitting together. So they have become kind of pals.

Ahem… Stud would serve as the catalyst.

I should befriend them and then play my game.
But how?

GOD please help me. This time. LAST TIME. Rest I will manage on my own. GOD please please please. . .

Ginni! Are you concentrating?
[Aaaargh this Gopu... Always wakes me up in the middle of my dreams]

Me: mmm Yessss Suurrrrrrr!
Gopu: Ok tell me what is a neutralization reaction? Is it exothermic or endothermic?

[Am I sweating out of nervousness?

Naaaah the weather here is humid]

Gopu: So you don’t know? Get ou..

Me: Ssssir sir! I know… in this acid and base react to give water and salt. Generally it’s exothermic but there can also be endothermic reactions…

[huhhhhh … please don’t ask me which one. I dozed off last night after studying this line.]

Gopu: OK! But you come and sit here [pointed to the bench of Puppy and Stud.]
Me: Yes Sir! [Gopu I love you.. Thank you God... You are a dude. ]

[Distances make the heart grow fonder.  I’ll sit next to Stud and not Puppy. I can’t make it so obvious]


Gopu: Class. The example of neutralization reaction that is Endothermic is…

Me: Hi!
Stud: Hi!
Me:  I missed something in notes. Can I see yours?
Stud: [grinning] Are you crazy? Why would I take notes? It’s the girls who like a typewriter; type away everything the teacher speaks.
Me: [smiling] but like girls you are sitting at the front desk. [That’s a bouncer; you MCP]
Stud: [taken aback]. [Grinning] Well! Like all guys I came late and had to take this front desk as all other benches were occupied.

[Suddenly I saw Gopu’s prying eye on me. Gosh! He seems to be obsessed with me]

Ok! Let’s focus on the lecture. [And the Stud winked; as if he knew where I was focusing.]

The bell rings and finally Gopu walks out of the room. [huuffff..This man will never let me live.]

[Now is my chance! Now is my chance. Pounce on him Ginni.]

and then suddenly Mr. Stud came to my rescue

Stud: Hi! I am Rajiv.
Me: [smiling] Hiii!! I am Ginni.
Stud: Yeah! By now the entire class knows. The dreamy girl. [Again that stupid grin]
Me: [You @$$H0**; you are maligning my image in front of the love of my life; with whom I haven’t yet had an introduction.]

Me (to Pup): Hi there! I am Ginni.
Pup: Hi!! I am Nitin.

[Wow! Cool name. As cool as he looks.]

Me: Nitin, I was wondering; if you have taken today’s notes … As I have missed a few points.
Nitin: Missed a few points (ahem ahem..) So what you were dreaming about.

[OH! My GAWWD… He has guessed already; that I was thinking of him. Shitt!! Shittt...]

Nitin: Just kidding. Sure you can borrow my notes.

[How cute… This guy takes notes and is ready to help. Why doesn’t God make more of his kind?]

Me: Thanks

Me: [to both] so shall we go to the canteen?

Stud: Yep sure…
Nitin: Yeah! I would love to join.


At night: To my diary

Oh! My GOD! What a day it was. Just 1 chemistry lecture and the entire day with Stud and Nitin in the canteen. Gosh! These guys are so funny.

There seems to be a good friendship between Stud and Nitin and I have to take advantage of it.

Action Plan:

I will increase proximity with Stud and behave as a casual friend to Nitin. I will see if he gets jealous.

If he gets jealous: After making him more envious; I’ll concentrate on him. He will start valuing me and then … la la la la

What if he doesn’t get jealous?

Well! In that case; I will gain Nitin’s sympathy by complaining about Stud; of how rude he is and the mean things he says. Then Nitin will come closer to me and then … la la la la…

OH! My GOD! Ginni you are a genius.

Wait! Am I doing something wrong? I am deceiving my friends.
No! I am not. I am just trying to get some-one I love. All’s fair in Love and War.

Mission PUPPY on roll.
In days to come everything worked out as I had planned.

From next day onwards we became a gang. We would sit on the last bench and I would sit in between Nitin and Rajiv. I was having the best of both worlds. In between lectures I would talk to Rajiv about movies, plan outings. Through the corner of my eyes I would see Nitin’s reactions. I could sense him getting jealous.
[YIPPIEE! He likes me. It’s working].

I would spend time with Nitin catching up with notes; clearing doubts and he would happily do it. I used to have fun spending time with him.

Nitin: So how is everything with Rajiv?
Me: Oh! All is good. But sometimes I don’t like his ways.
Nitin: As in? What happened? Any problem?

[God! He is taking interest in me and Rajiv. He is concerned. Maybe he wants to know if we are going around.]

Me: Nothing. [Not so easy. I’ll make him more jealous]
Nitin: No. Tell me.

[I love this concerned tone. He is perfect.]

Me: Well. I have to leave. I will see you later.
Nitin: Ok! Bye.
[Ahem ahem! All is working well. What should be my next move? I will call him]

[Nitin calling . . .]
Nitin: Hi! Ginni how are you doing?
Me: I am doing OK.
Nitin: OK? That means you are not doing fine.
Me: No… I mean yes I am fine.
Nitin: OH! Come on! Tell me now.

[He wants to listen. He is interested in me; and so he is concerned. WOW…
OK!
Control. Relax]

Me: Nothing is bothering me. Not feeling great today.
Nitin: Ok.

Pause


[Gosh! Speak you fool. This is your test.]

Nitin: Ok! I have an idea to lift your spirits.
Me: What?
Nitin: Let’s go to for a movie and then we’ll go to CCD.

[Oh! My God! He is asking me out. WOWWW…]

[I think I shouldn’t sound desperate.]
Me: No dude. Not today. I just don’t feel like going.
Nitin: Oh!

[Don’t step back puppy! Persuade. I will say yes]

Nitin: In that case I won’t force you.

[Oh No! No GOD… Please God make him persuade me. GOD please help me. This time. LAST TIME. Rest I will manage on my own. GOD please please please. . . ]

Me: Hmmm

Nitin: Ok! We won’t go for a movie. Just for a walk.
Me: ummm.
Nitin: For me?

[Anything for you, darling… ]
Me: OK. I’ll see you outside my hostel.
[Thank you. Thank You God.]
...
It had just rained when we went out for the walk

Nitin: I love this smell after the rain.
Me: Me too. This smell of earth is so heavenly.
Nitin: Wow! Good use of words; earth and heavenly
Me: Thanks
Nitin: So do you read?
Me: Yes? How did you know?
Nitin: I just know.

[Oh! So you also realize that we know each other so well.]

Me: How about an ice-cream.
Nitin: Chocolate?
Me: Wow! Same choice.

Nitin: I’ll pay.
Me: We are friends. We will split.
Nitin: No. Its on me.

[Chivalry]

Nitin: So your mood has something to do with Rajiv?

[Huhhhhh… You fool you don’t have to talk about other guy when you like a girl.]

Me: No nothing like that.
Nitin: Are you sure?
Me: Why do you keep asking me that?
Nitin: uhh… ohh I am sorry. I dint mean to irritate you. I thought there is something.
Me: Look there is nothing between me and Rajiv. So please stop asking me.

[Dropped the hint; but I am feeling nervous; that H2S smell; and ears turning red.]
Nitin: Oh! Ok. I am sorry. I jus…
Me: Its ok. Can we discuss something else?
Nitin: Sure.

[He won’t ask. Let me take a chance.]

Me: What are you doing this weekend?
Nitin: ME? Nothing.
You?
Me: I will… ummm…maybe do some shopping. But the problem is how I will go to the mall on weekend. Its too far from here. Its easy to go as a gang but alone…

Nitin: Don’t worry I will accompany you.
Me: You will?
Nitin: Only if you don’t mind.
Me: No! I would love to go along with you.

To Diary

Oh! My God, spending the entire day with him. That’s just great. Maybe he understood; that I enjoy his company and he offered to come along. Its just a matter of few conversations and he will say;
I like some-one.
And then la la la la…
  

In lectures; I chose to sit besides him and not with Rajiv. He seemed so happy. But he was trying to conceal.
Dear Puppy; I know what are you upto.

In the evening over the phone; he told me that we the group of three formed Covalent Bonds. We shared attraction to repulsion stability. We all shared our choices; interests just like atoms share electrons.

Gosh! He is sensitive and intellectual too. He connects his knowledge to our lives. Each passing day, my love for him grows as a strong as a carbon-carbon bond.

Rajiv; in the meanwhile got concerned why I distanced myself from him.
He asked me once; but I dint respond. He might misunderstand that I fancy him; if I continue to stay close to him.

I aint doing anything wrong. Anyways Rajiv is busy with those dumb and sweet girls.

Why is the weekend so far . . .


 ab weekend agaya hai.. woh date pe jayenge and shopping karenge.. dekhte hai weekend pe kya hota hai...
Does he propose to her; or does she admit what she is upto? Does she spill the plan out of guilt or has he fallen head over heels for her? 
Will he forgive her if he gets to know the truth? Will this relationship start?
OR does Rajiv come and say that he likes Ginni?
The Weekend

I shopped and shopped. I had fun the entire day. He would advice me on what looked good on me; what color suited me and what was in vogue. I was surprised at his taste. Well! Yes he has a good choice; since he has fallen for me; but his sense of fashion is far more accomplished than mine.

I have never had such a good time in my life.  A guy, who understands me, cares for me, spends time with me, shops with me, is intellectual, and is very cute. Oh! My GOD!

Tomorrow, we planned for lunch together. I guess he would now pop the question. I can sense; he wants to say something. I am getting goose bumps and I know I can’t sleep the whole night.


The Day

Nitin: So you like Chinese?
Me: I love Chinese.
Nitin: Great then let me take you to one of my favorite hangouts.

[I’l go anywhere you take me today. I know you have planned something special. God! I cant wait anymore.

PATIENCE Ginni, Patience.
]


We entered Yo China and there he had reserved a table for two in the corner. There was something happening inside my tummy and this time it wasn’t the butter chicken. I was nervous.


I kept looking at him. He seemed nervous.

Me: Do you want to say something?
Nitin: No! What makes you say that?
Me: Well! I can read your face.
Nitin: No its nothing. Enjoy yourself.

[Oh Puppy! I guess I need to make him feel comfortable].

Me: Whatever you say won’t affect our friendship and you can trust me for life.
Nitin: I can?
Me: [smiled]

Nitin: Well! There is actually something on my mind.
Me: Carry on! I am all ears.
Nitin: [cleared his throat] Look what I am going to say; you might not like and maybe you won’t be able to accept.

[Come on Say it PUP. I have brought you on your knees and now you say I wont accept. ]

Me: Just say. I am your friend and I will listen and accept.
Nitin: Thanks.

[Now I can again smell H2S; Gosh my ears turning red]

Nitin: I think I am in LOVE.
Ginni: OK. [Blush]
Nitin: This person is very important to me and I think it was Love at first sight.

[So our chemistry happened in first lecture itself.]

Nitin: I just think and think but haven’t been able to muster courage because I know I will be rejected. But today I am very sure of what I feel and so I confess.

Me: Why will you be rejected? You are such a sweetheart that only a fool can reject you.

Nitin: NO! Listen.

Thanks for the compliment. I know you care a lot about me. That’s why I chose you.
[He chose me. Good DUDE go on. You have won half the battle]

I love Rajiv.

[OHH! My GAWWWWD!]
I know you will be shocked; but its true.

[MAN! I am not shocked ; I am dead. GOD what on earth are you upto]

Nitin: I liked him when I saw him and I befriended him. He has become very important to me ever since. Then you came and I thought you became a couple. Of course it was very natural for you to be attracted to him. But I got jealous of you. I know my relationship with Rajiv is not possible but still I got jealous. When you told you both were not seeing each other; I got some sort of relief.

I still used to ask you about him because you are the only one who knew so much about him.

Being friends with you had just one motive: to learn more about him. But later, I realized I am doing wrong. Knowing you, I understood you are such a wonderful person and today you are the only person I can trust completely. Hence, I chose you to share what I am.

I am sorry; if I hurt you by saying why I became friends with you; but that’s the truth. I know you are the only person who will understand what I feel and accept me for my preferences.

[Yeah! Sure]



Tonight

I won’t mention what happened afterwards. This chapter of my life closes today. No love story with PUPPY anymore. Thank God; I dint tell anyone what I felt for PUPPY.

We both were playing games with each other. All is fair in love and war. Serves me right.

And there are just 3 words:

“OH! MY GaaaaawwwwwwwD!”

By the way I topped chemistry; some solace there.