Everybody’s gotta learn sometime….

(This was her DP pic)

If you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, its yours forever. If it dosent, then it was never meant to be.

I always thought that LOVE was only true in fairy-tales until actually it happened to me and passed over. It was then I realized that OOH!!! SOMETHING JUST HAPPENED TO ME, WAS THAT LOVE…?

Unfortunately yes it was…

Unfortunate because I realized it after couple of months after this whole fairy-tale was sung. Well let me tell you, this post can either get very boring or a little emotional because it was really very hard for me to write this (all characters living or dead in this post are FACTUOIS and are very closely related to me, actually WERE closely related to me).

May 18th 2007, 11:46 p.m. (m not sure about the time, but somewhere around that).

It all began here. I had NEWLY got net connection for the 1st time in my life and I just went SCUBA-DIVING with it. I used to online 24hrs (8 to 9 actually) a day, went on sending friend requests to every other person on orkut (orkut was new then), I mean everyone was doing the same thing. Well back here, I just landed on this girl’s profile and jus dropped in a scrap. What caught my attention was her name, it was WEIRD (heard it for the 1st time).

I still remember her reply for my bizarre scrap. It was like:

Jay: Hey der, GM, jus drpd in 2 say tat ur DP pic sucks and I strongly believe tat ya pic wud hav been much more beautiful dan tat... =)

Vi$**!_!ta: Der’s stil 10 mins for morning n who are u 2 comment on ma pic..?

And then the conversation went on………………………….. and on…………………………………………… and on. By say around 4, we realized that we were fighting like kids over nothing and the best part was we still didn’t know for what we were fighting.

It all started there. In a couple of days, what were 1024 characters turned to 160 characters messages costing 0.05 paisa per message. And then we could hear voices for just 0.30 paisa per minute, thanks to IDEA (which was SPICE then). So, it was one hour of minimum talking and messages throughout the day.

To be frank, I don’t remember what we were speaking about because, seriously we just spoke shit. From Mc. VEGGIE with cheese and a large DIET COKE to a cross breed of St.BERNARD with a CHIHOAHOA. Everything. Because what mattered then was not about what were speaking but it was that sweet pleasure we got in hearing our voices, that sense of belongingness we shared.

We enjoyed each and every moment of that pleasure. It took us almost 4 months to meet (somewhere in mid-September), I don’t know why but we both were not comfortable meeting because we were so much addicted to our SPICE lingo that we seriously didn’t know what to do when we met. But somehow we did meet and it went pretty well.

The worse was yet to come. I don’t know from where but suddenly I acquired this weird attitude. I started to put on a lot of price. To be frank, I just ignored her. It’s like when you know that you’ve actually got something then you basically tend to ignore it since you know you have it. You know, it’s just like the Marginal utility theory or Herzberg’s theory. The same happened to me. I just stopped being the 1st person to make a move. I always waited for her to call or message me (you know how dumb we guys can get). It went on for almost a month and then she finally called it off (not that anything was going on between us). She came up to my face (actually called me up) and said “Look Baga (she used to call me so. It means IDIOT in Japanese), I don’t know what’s wrong with you, but I think I need a break” and stuff. And then GAME OVER.

I was like big deal, take a break. I’ve got no issues. I still had that masochistic attitude. I thought, ‘Let her go, I’ll find another one’.

Two months passed away and yet I received neither messages nor any calls from her and to be guileless, I had totally forgotten everything about her (almost everything). And then I got a cal on the New Year’s Eve. She was like “Hey, Wish you a happy new year”, then for the next 3 mins, we were like “What’s up”, “Nothing”, “U say wassup”, “Nothing” and then the phone goes down.

That’s for the 1st time, I felt that I was missing something (yet was not ready that I was missing her). I thought, let me wait for another week, she’ll surely call. That week turned out to be a month and yet she didn’t call me. It was then I figured out that I was being such a jerk and I should call her now.

So I call and all I hear is “The number you have called is temporarily disconnected. Please dial after sometime”. This went on for a month. Meanwhile, I scrapped her, dropped a post on her wall, poked her, buzzed her and tried everything possible, but was unfortunate enough to find no reply.

Since then till now, I’ve regretted every moment I spent without Cokee (tats what I called her. I still don’t hav a reason for that). It was two months after she called it off; I actually realized that I was in LOVE for the first time. And now I just miss every moment of that time, those funny names, her IIT dream, my fucked up sarcasm, EVERYTHING…

Today all I do is hope. Hope that she calls me back and I can say “How much I’ve missed her, how sorry I am, how desperate I am to tell her that she was looking like a hungry bitch munching on its meat (while she was gobbling the Mc.VEGGIE), that though I was not a science student I spent nights solving her physics papers. I just want to tell her that she is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. In simple words;

P.S. I love you (sorry couldn’t come up with something of my own in the last line).

What I’ve learnt: The whole story says what I’ve learnt.

Funny Facts: September 21st 2007, Mc Donald’s Brigade Road (First date)

We both were sitting in the opposite tables for 30 minutes. Giving glances when the other wasn’t looking (though we both knew we were staring). Then finally I make my move and go to her and speak. We shake hands and three seconds later she grins at me (I thought she was grinning at me because I held her hand for way too long time) but then discovered that my hand was slimy (that was because my hand was leaking extra melt cheese, mayonnaise and my saliva). I had totally forgotten that I was eating Mc.VEGGIE extra cheese before walking to her. That look probably was the best look I‘ve ever seen her with.

Eat well sleep safe.. Take care.. Have a Nice Day.. Sayonara.. =)

My Name Is Khan

Pop goes the ICON!!!

Have you ever been famous and had an identity crisis??? I'm sure you don't even have a random idea how it feels then. But this man here, can give you guidelines how to behave or what to do when you end up with it or may be.

He is been ruling Bollywood for almost twenty years now, he's got a wax statue at Madame Tussauds, he's got websites, blogs, clubs and communities dedicated to himj than any Hollywood Legend, he's shot two movies in that land(one of them turned out to be in 2nd position at US Top 10 for three weeks), he's been performing stage shows there for past a month and yet he's been detained for 66 minutes at the NEWARK AIRPORT for one simple reason, the monitor at the enquiry counter said,'His name is KHAN'.

For instance, lets say Newark Airport Officials are high qualified Dumbsluts, they haven't seen a SRK movie, haven't seen him get a Doctrate a month ago nor have they ever googled the name KHAN to find some Al-Qaedi & ended up getting ten pictures of SRK in the first two pages itself. But are they that dumb that they haven't noticed him arriving and departing with his bodyguards and a huge fan following... Cos technically speaking, he visited New York 8 times in last 10 months.

So should we blame them for their ignorance? Well, because, I don't see any story in it. Actually I don't even believe this happened because i feel they made it happen. May be to create a hype for his upcoming flick, which coincidently sounds similar to the Newark Airport enquiry table monitor,"MY NAME IS KHAN".

This is not the first time someone is being detained for having a muslim name. Aamir, Salman and even APJ Kalam were caught in this mess. But never before was this so highlighted. Where are we heading with these kind of crap? Think.....

What have I've learnt: There's nothing for me to learn through this crap but there's something for everyone of us to learn. How long are we gonna be trapped into such SHIT HYPES??? This thing was headlined for more than 100 times in the last 24 hours that there were actually a lot of other important thins which remained as Flash news only at the bottom corner of the screen(like a Tikr). Who did create this hype? Who should we blame for this Bull? Media??? No. Blame yourself. Media shows what we wanna see. So as long as we wanna see things like these, media will be showing it to us. Time for us to move on from things like this as soon as possible people.

This is what i feel and I'm sure even you feel somewhat like this. If yes then please MOVE ON.

Grow up !!!

Eat well, Sleep safe. Sayonara

Have a Nice Day [=)]

The Only Town I’ve Ever Known

This town is a lonely town

Not the only town

This town is a make-you town

Or a break-you-town and bring-you-down

This town is a love-you town

And a shove-you-down and push-you-'round town

This town, it's a use-you town

An abuse-you town until-you're-down town

These were the few lines I'd like to say before starting this blog. Well have you ever wondered that the only town you have ever known has been changing and has yet remained the same. Even I hadn’t. But now I guess I have. I’ve known this town in four different phases of my life and it has just changed radically, giving me no option to blame. I now don’t know whom to blame, the town for changing so drastically or myself, for not changing with it.

Phase I was like my kid-hood. Say till when I was about four to five(Or somewhere close to that). Then I was least bothered about this town. My town was like somewhat my mother had described. That it would have chocolates, toys, confetti all over the place when I do something good. There would be ghosts ready to haunt me in darkness, when I don’t eat my food. I’d have pineapple cake for my birthday. And most of all there would be someone called God, who would keep monitoring me and would punish me if I lie, cheat or steal. I never knew then that my dad was the traitor who would whisk(I mean to say belt me) me when I do something wrong(Cos then I had taken that God stuff very seriously). You know how it is when we are we kids. Phase I was never my way, because I hardly remember what happened then, and what I remember is not worthy enough to discuss about.

Phew!! I never knew that Phase II was right around the corner to blow my mind off. Everything around me changed so fast that I never had a chance to figure out what was happening. I was dropped into a new school with new people. And now the story was that the ghost would haunt me if I don’t finish my homework(I mean I never could figure then why was the ghost behind me always). And then after sometime(say 2-3yrs later) I figured out that I was made a hoodwink. No ghosts existed. Now all of a sudden my school marks became more important. It was like my parents had given birth to my marks and not me. They wanted to be the parents of a smart kid to the town. Like more then them the town had an eye on my marks. But even then the town was good. I knew a lot of people and I was glad to know them because I knew(At least I thought I knew) that they would be at my side when I need them. I think that’s when I’ve loved this town the most.

Alas came the Phase III. Ooofff!!!! It was only after this I got to know that my understanding of the first two phases was totally off beam. I could never accept the way this town was. I mean give me a hike. The town which I thought was so sweet was actually not. It just had changed badly. Say from good to bad and then to worse. The town actually didn’t ever like me at all. I mean just not me but everyone living in it. It just pretended to. Until you have something to offer to this town, the town has nothing to do with you. Even the people whom you trust the most are behind you expecting something from you. As long as you clean the sewage, you are the Mayor of the town, and after that even a Hobo’s dog doesn’t care to leak on your foot. That’s how selfish this town had become.

What I’ve Learnt: After living these three phases I actually realized that the town had never changed. It was me who had changed. My perception of thinking had changed fundamentally. The town was just the way it was. It was a chameleon and it remained to be one. It changed its color according to its environment. That’s what chameleons do when they sense danger or they are out hunting. Its quite natural. The only thing that puzzles me is why does this town change its color?

Well anyways who knows, say a couple of decades later, you might call me a hypocrite for may be contradicting this statement. Till then its Kiko signing off.

Eat well, Sleep safe. Sayonara

Have a Nice Day [=)]

Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaaye Tho Kya Hai ??

Suraj Ke Utne Se Utthi Hai Duniya, Yeh Duniya Re,
Tere Kushi Se Jal Thi Hai Duniya, Yeh Duniya,
Tere Hi Laksho Ka Kaathil Hai Duniya, Yeh Duniya,

Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaaye To Kya Hai ?
Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaaye To Kya Hai ?


Mamta Ki Bikhri Kahani Ki Duniya, Yeh Duniya
Behno Ki Siski Jawani Ki Duniya, Yeh Duniya
Tere Aankhon Ke Peeche Hai Dhoke Ka Duniya, Yeh Duniya Re,

Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaaye To Kya Hai ?
Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaaye To Kya Hai ?

Aurat Ke Bhooke Fakiro Ki Duniya, Yeh Duniya,
Roote Aashiqo Ke Sahara Yeh Duniya, Yeh Duniya,
Toote Gareebo Ke Roti Ki Duniya, Yeh Duniya,

Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaaye To Kya Hai ?
Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaaye To Kya Hai ?


Mazhab Ki Naam Par Aathank Ko Phaile, Yeh Duniya,
Chilke Ki Dhaam Par Kudh Ko Bhi Bheje, Yeh Duniya,
Insaan Ki Sapno Ka Haveli Yeh Duniya, Yeh Duniya,

Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaaye To Kya Hai ?
Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaaye To Kya Hai ?


Khwahish Mein Lipti Zaroorat Ki Duniya, Yeh Duniya Re
Farebi Ki Aangan Mein Fasi Hai Haqeeqat Ki Duniya,
Kudh Ko Kudh Pe Taras Dhikathi Hai Yeh Zaalim Duniya,

Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaaye To Kya Hai ?
Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaaye To Kya Hai ?

Chitput Si Baaton Mein Jalne Lagegi, Sambhalo Yeh Duniya
Katpit Ke Raaton Mein Palne Lagegi, Sambhalo Yeh Duniya
Tumhari Hai Tum Hi Sambhalo Yeh Duniya
Tumhare Yeh Kale Iraado Ki Duniya
Jaisi Bachi Hai Waisi Ki Waisi, Bacha Lo Yeh Duniya

Oh Duniya Oh Duniya
- Kiko (Inspired by PIYUSH MISHRA)

What I Learnt : Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaaye Tho Kya Hai ?

Eat well, Sleep safe. Sayonara

Have a Nice Day [=)]

Stand Up Speak Up

Democracy is the process by which people choose the man who'll get the blame.

Finally, the elections are back and so are our humble blessings and curses. Its been a routine for us right? Cursing. We curse them before the elections, during the elections and Yah !! even after the elections. But has that made any difference? Has anything actually changed?

To be frank… A lot. A lot has changed. But we fail to accept it. Because we still curse them for the un tarred road in front our home rather than bless them for presenting 100 bicycles for those under privileged students. Curse them for jammed traffic instead of blessing them for waiving farmer loans. Wondering why I'm givin such silly examples? Well for us it may be silly. But for the people at the other end its like boon from the god. But to be guileless they have done much more than that.

Politicians are just like the moon. We appreciate the moon for its beauty and its unique quality of giving us light when the sun isn’t there. But what we fail to recognize is that moon doesn’t has its own light. It just reflects the light it receives from the sun. And so do our politicians. We curse them for all they do but what we fail to recognize here is that they are just reflecting what is at them.

Our job is not to curse these poor people but to find the sun who is the source. Oh k I’m not telling you guys to start an adventure game, find the sun and destroy it. That’s not what I meant but still how long are we gonna blame them. Its time for us to take the responsibility now.

And yah one last thing. Now the latest drift is that our system is gone old. People are saying it needs injection of something called the youth. So, the vibe is that vote the youth and change the system. Don’t worry. That ain’t gonna change much. The result is gonna be pretty much the same. Confused? Lemme explain(weird but true). What would be the result if you change the moon’s inclination with the earth and plant a new one? Absolute chaos.

What I’ve learnt: Its always easy for us to sit and comment on what’s not done. But when we switch places, we would shock ourselves by noticing what has been done. Being a follower we always uncover things that hasn’t been done. But being a leader we always jive for what we have done. Grow up people. Because when you say something hasn’t been done, stand up, be a leader and do it. Then you’ll discover that they still blame you because there is something else that hasn’t been done again.

Something. There’s going to be no end for something. So next time you find something, stop blaming and change it.

P.S.: This elections stand up and change. VOTE. I know it ain’t gonna change anything but lets at least make the start. The day is not that far.

Stand Up Speak Up.

Eat well, Sleep safe. Sayonara

Have a Nice Day [=)]

Wait, Stir and Drink

Crap. This is the first word that’s gonna come in your head after reading this post. Lemme be frank about it. But if you actually give it a thought I’m sure you will uncover a lot of glorious moments that would have happened if you had just killed your laziness and stubbornness at the right time.

I’d just got up from bed at around 11 ‘o’ clock (thanks for ma phone), heard it ringing so got up. It was ma mom. She told me that she had to attend some wedding so she had kept the milk on the table, the geyser switch was on and other stuff (actually instructions that they love to give when they are not at home). Then I walked all way to the table as I was feeling lazy to go brush ma teeth, grabbed the milk cup, sat on ma couch and turned on the T.V. switch. And guess what ma favoooooooooooraaaaatttteee show was on (I know I made a mountain out of a molehill, kidding). Well anyway back to the couch.

Watching the stuff I just sipped the milk. And realized that something was missing. It was sugar. Milk is something that I hate to compromise with anything. So I was very pissed off with ma mom because she knew how much I liked drinking milk and yet she forgot to add sugar to the milk. I wanted to walk across ma living room to the kitchen to get some sugar. But I just felt very lazy and I didn’t want to miss ma favorite show also. So I just thought that I would drink the milk, the sour way.

And I gobbled the whole milk in a gulp. When I did that I discovered that almost a tea spoon of some residue kinda stuff had entered ma mouth in a gush. And I was shocked (not surprised) to learn that this residue was nothing but sugar. I was so cockeyed by what had just happened.

You might be wondering why am I sharing such a lame story with you guys. Well things like this keep happening in life but we fail to grasp one small thing and that is we fail to learn the minuscule little message that life wants teach us.

What I Learnt: It might sound philosophical or boring but please bear me for another hundred words and I’m sure you’ll have a smile before leaving this blog. Back to the milk and the sugar story.

Our life is just like the milk and the sugar is all those sweet surprises that takes our breath away. But all we forget to do is wait, stir and drink. We want everything at a click. So we just drink it in a gulp and discover the surprises at the end (when life’s almost done).

So guys give it a thought. Life can be more wonderful than it is. So don’t give yourself a chance to regret. Have a little patience.

Wait, Stir and Drink…

Eat well, Sleep safe. Sayonara

Have a Nice Day [=)]

And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.

Hey Guys,

Kiko here. I’m sure you’ll be wondering what’s this blog’s about. Why is it so funny, unorganized, lame and boring(as nothing has happened so far)..?

Well, this is not a blog where you shall be listening to uninspiring depressive nonsense about some politician who raped a girl and sneaked out unharmed or about a Labrador who was named Pope Benedict by the Jews. It’s not about the wars, global warming or other stuffs like that which is being discussed, argued and even reported abuse on every second blog.

This is something about me, you and everybody out there. Oye, hold on. It’s not an autobiographic blog where I’m gonna write stuff about me like how I lost ma second girl friend or why didn’t I get through the college football team? No. It’s not going be like that.
It’s gonna be about us. How smart we are? How we know how to do things and still end up doing it again and again yet finding what went wrong as I did everything right?

Life’s not about winning an Oscar or getting a Nobel Prize (Ok I was over-exaggerating)..? No, its not even about being the topper of your class or getting a job that gives you Rs.600000 an annum or picking up rotten bananas from the garbage for dinner?

It’s about that Rs.5 you spend out of you salary to buy your kid an ice–cream on the road. That moment of joy or to say ecstasy is what our life is all about. It’s these small moments of glory like the smile you get on your face when (sorry for tabulation):
1. Someone says “Great job pal” and gives you a pat on your back.
2. You find an empty parking slot in crowded restaurant.
3. A sweet shower in rain with your “someone special”.
4. Your child says “Ye-o-ya-va-gia” (Czechoslovakia).

It’s these small moments of bliss I’m talking about. I’ve lived almost quarter of ma life and have had a lot of these moments. And this blog is all about those moments and what I learnt by those moments? I’m sure you’ll be wondering why you should read this blog. It’s all those things that have happened to me which has no concern to you. But who knows, may be after reading you might feel that “Wow, this happened to me too, but I failed to realize” kinda stuff.
I’m just making an attempt to make you re-discover your moments (not through arrogance) of life and feel proud of yourself through some events of ma life. Hope you guys love it.
So Kiko’s signing off. Eat well Sleep safe. Sayonara.

Have a Nice Day [=)]