Bombay Meri Jaan...You inspire us to do better!!!

The Bombay Attack has really shook the whole of the country inside out.

But then I believe it would not be right to generally sit down and condemn such issues, which for the matter are too abundant to be discussed upon passively. Many of us are already helping out victims by participating in Blood Camps and other rehabilitation camps. But I was thinking of a more permanent solution. Since many of us agreed this events are a consequence of the apathy shown by our leaders, I am thinking - Who made them our leaders at the first place?

As we all know, the political parties of today garner a lot of votes by targeting vote banks, which are usually based on religion or caste. And majority of these vote banks constitute of people who are in the lower economic strata, whose main concern while voting are - which party has the better pre-election voter compensatory package. Point being made, the votes currently being polled are done on the basis of parameters which at best can be classified as frivolous on the larger context. But we cannot blame the current voters for this phenomena, as these parameters are important for them. I believe there are larger issues in hand which need to be scrutinized when voting, and in the current scenario it's not being done so.

So coming back to my point of doing something. All of us and our friends are eligible to exercise our franchise of voting. But I'm sure most of still don't actively participate in this activity. The main reason being either the belief that one vote doesn't count or general indifference to the whole process due to lethargy. Agreed that it is difficult to get voter cards and also asks for a lot of effort to go to a polling booth. But is the effort so much that we forego it and our chance to have a say in choosing our representatives? But when one vote might not matter much, the accumulation of numerous such dormant votes can really do no good. And in today's context, when MPs and MLAs are made by just a difference of a 10000 or lesser votes, all of our votes do count!

So, I guess and strongly believe that we - the educated and young middle class citizens - can do a lot of good to the country and its people, if we start voting and getting the right people at majority of decision making positions. And it really doesn't take much to do so. A day's effort at max. Maybe one can afford to sleep less one day.

So my request to all people is - Please vote whenever there are elections. Be it Municipality, Legislative Assembly or Lok Sabha, we need to mobilize and get out to vote. I hope we can make the difference, and also get our friends to make a difference.

If anyone knows a good way of getting registered on the voter list, please let all of us know. It will help immensely.

I could go on and on talking on this topic, but I guess the medium is not too conducive to such dialogue. If anyone is interested in talking/discussing about this, we can meet and do it over a cup of coffee.

Numero Uno

On an august October evening at Bangalore

Pattering rain makes the heat get lean

As all the smokers remember days yore

Calm and quite paints a picture serene


This is an ephemeral lull before the storm

In 3 days the fights for supremacy commence

To strive, to surge, to transgress the norm

To compete, attain glory in a battle intense


Numero Uno – who is chosen as the best

Without the aid of any red-blue pill

No prophecies, all reputations put to rest

It’s time to prove one’s strength and will


Jacks of trades – prefer to stay away

The search is for the ultimate Master

The stress and pressure drive you astray

A three day ride on a wild roller coaster


Starting with the dreaded Board Room

Provide deliverables with resources scarce

Use fundaes acquired in the Class Room

Battles transcend to personal wars


Market your potential, strategize to excel

Operational hurdles? Use acumen to deliver

Complacency here won’t serve you well

Physical forte put to limits in this endeavor


Six will survive till the last remaining obstacle

The bounty in sight, knocks on the door

As the competition start to falter and wobble

Treasure and glory for the sole survivor

Written during Vista, as part of the blogging team

Life's Good

I’m 1/6th a Manager
Life is all Good
I’m 5/6th an Engineer
Life is too Good

A Real Motley Crew, we all make
Fun and pain, together we give and take
Now we leave to our 2nd heaven
With many memories we have taken

The CR is the real Spam King
On bracket we all like to Sing
Dandi learns to live thru the commotion
Mr. Gonsalves is neutral, sans emotion

The best place to be, the eternal Clubhouse
All married folks, take care of your spouse 
Jokes consistently fly like butterflies
My, we all love Elephants and BIG GUYS

Sleep was something we never like to miss
With the goddess around, it can never go amiss
Hats off to all jobless and Nithalles
We always wait for their funny mails

The Old Man is a jolly good fellow
One peg, and he is all mellow
Viveks are known Quant Studs
Managing Organizations leads to CP Floods

Important Lesson learnt for life eternity
Asking someone out for coffee can lead to fatality
Pink Triangles are just a aberration
For all we have TON and TONS of affection

DMLs all around, wherever you go
PG, Vicky, Mataji, Bengali Sweets and JPO
But can we ever escape phootage if in IIMB
Well, you simply can’t hence Discount TGMPB

Financial Accounting will be missed very dearly
Flying horses? I’m sure we’ll see it very rarely
Manky and Sleepy Martian were there to help
So screwed we were in life, didn’t have time to yelp

Hazel colored Nuts are quite abundant in class
Budding photographer? Is the O Ass?
Lucky we are to have amongst us the Child Prodigy
Green saree lady maintains student-teacher bonhomie

Doped Out junta, we have them too
Do you have a joint, Sidsen and Aashu?
Forex reserves are also high in the section
Due to the sweet little girl’s dedication

We salute the next to next to next PM
In her red hot pants, she kills all – Ms. M
Not to forget the source of treat budgets next term
Best of luck to the ABS’s, in interviews be cool and firm

Feels like last 3 months were a day or two
I’m sure at home I’ll miss you!
In a while hope all return Hearty and Hale
In term 2 we do party again, with ginger and ale

The last 3 months have been for us the best
The bestest days of life, we wait to see the rest
Life is all good and happy
Life is too good!!!!

Love you all!

wats the buzz all about?!?

a tremor, a shake - vibration
someone seeking your attention
sleep, work and timepass - backseat now
immediate reaction from you is sought

thats not all, we hear a bell
i feel a knock would've gone well
a reason good enough to forget
the tension, the pressure and the lost bet

the letters flow fast, tough to keep up
others taunt you of your slow pick up
damn, i've got my fingers swollen bad
and still let out 'wat a day i had!'

faces, they brighten up most when smiling
also because we're saving on dialing
hugs and kisses, be cool as per will
let the devil rise, or back to the shrill

whoa! it doesn't stop so soon
be ready to face the bollywood goon
get international, its the in-thing
to the conversation add some bling

animals, FIFA, Nature and pokemon
part of the package are the environ
so you see it gets better always
specially during important days

stay in touch with friends long lost
without much work, travel or cost
Hi! Heylo! Oye! Sup? - just shout
still wanna know? - wats the buzz all about?

the b'day boy inspired me to write this :) HapB'day Naked!
and for the uninitiated, this is about the yahoo messenger

Been drinking????

retrospect. rewind and think
you can't remember, can't find a link
of the days when you've had a drink
and had your mouth left with a stink

mid-sems over. wing treat. all the similar
all the times when you've been to the bar
sometimes near, sometimes far
when you've forgetten where you've left you car

everything feels ok, but you don't know
you can't even makeout a koel from a crow
and the whole world would see the freak show
everything still ok, the feeling doesn't go

the laughter rings all around
yours and the hound
nothings impossible, restricted or bound
you're Superman, he has been found

ya ya, this is bliss, ecstasy
fake moments of joy, you're happy
but you're volatile, very snappy
the words spoken are all crappy

the rot inside needs to get out
it does, with a bad taste in your mouth
now, the larynx is gone. no shout
the throat has grown a gout

sleep my baby, the time has come
before you prove yourself to be more dumb
music sounds like a background hum
the dayafter you'll be numb

hangover. headaches. and more
all of this after the snore
whole day is gone, at least the core
still your throat remains so sore

a drink a day keeps the doctor away
in the gutters you might lay
but its part most of us in the day
to drink and booze up fermented rye

the glasses cheer with a ring
we all find the time together to sing
we sway, we wobble, we swing
soberly enquire - 'Been drinking????'

inspiration from a drunk wingie, who couldn't even say how much he drank.

Sardarji with Polka Dot Turban

What is life? does anyone know the answer?
I guess not, and no ones trying to get there
If you asked me the same, I shall try to render
may think some day, some month, some year

But since I don't beleive in ghosts
and all supernatural stuff followed by mosts
I won't make time to think of it
coz I don't need no special event to get my brain hit

The answer comes fast, as fast as....
It lies right in front of me, while i'm in class
its one of the sights we'll mostly ignore
but I caught it while looking out of the door

I don't know how many have noticed so far
This unique sight, bit comical, but nothing above the bar
I really feel nice after the relevation
I saw a Sardarji with a Polka-dot Turban!!!!

White turban with vermillon red dots
not very large in size, but lots!
lets me forget the class so so very much boring
half of my mates were in deep slumber, snoring

well, this is life, this is what it is really
finding joy in small stuff, which can be observed freely
now I realise, everything has a positive
Coming to class was more of a take than give

this was written during one of the mundane, monotous 8.30am lecture, sometime in my third year.

ProPic

tis is for my profile pic.

will be writing on Yana soon on S.O.O.N. :))