As If I Care..!

Vipul the Pahwa seriously posts here about masks and all. I dont see any problem with masks. Not everyone deserves to know you as you are. Different people, different situations and therfore a different you. As long as you can control who you are, no issues. At some time the mask will come off, you say? Then lemme put it this way. Replace masks with faces in the above para. Now now faces dont come off,do they? ;) Itna sonchneka nahi life mein. Jab situation jaisa hai,waisa react karneka. © Zarine.

I like this place man. Feel like talking forever here :). Since all my pals turned into bewafaas and left me to join their jobs/homes, am all by myself. Useless things pass my mind and I'm too lazy to ponder over them :P. Raving raving and ranting ranting about nothing at all. I read somewhere "People want space in their relationships". I wanted too. Before I knew it was all BS. Now I'd rather have my guy calling me up and bugging me all the time than having 'space'. I'll just say "Quid pro quo,hon" and he'll back off :D. What space man..kya karoge space ka? Why do u want any emptiness in a relation? Why cant u be your respective selves anyway? Before you know, that space turns into a huge gap which would require a bridge to close the divide. Cherish the proximities. Not everyone is lucky to have their loved one by their side :(. IF there's enough respect in a relation, you'd naturally let the other person be as he/she is. "Space...

With lots and lots and lots and lots of time to kill, I am surfing the Net most of the time. What surprises me is the number of blogs, forums and networking sites that are running. Everyone (well, almost) has a blog these days. We got forums that have people coming together and discussing stuff. And you ought to be extinct if you havnt heard of Orkut.These places are good for creating new links in our lives. You get to meet so many folks and your circle expands. So far so good. The Net has empowered everyone with the Freedom of Opinion. You can simply pick up some topic and state your thoughts about it. Though this is a good thing which sets one's gray cells thinking, what worries me is the authenticity of such opinions. If I need to know about something, how do I know who to listen to?? Too much of information is a burden now. Everyone puts across their 'opinion' making the content subjective to some extent. Right,left and center we got portals and websites asking you to ...

Ok. New Blog. New Beginning. Really? Nah! :D It's the same me but in a new,improved package :)). I got 2 more (sad) months to go before I join mah job. Till then I decided to hand over the reins to mom. The going has been smoother than I imagined :D. Am jumping around the house...And yeah,am gonna make Aloo Paranthas for breakfast on Sunday morn :D. Wow man...intellectually void posts are fun!! :)) © Zarine.

Yoohoo!! I dont like carrying the luggage of the past. Hence an altogether new blog. One cant erase one's history, so that old blog stays just the way it is. Life's got a new beginning in more ways than one. It's not a new chapter but a whole new book! So....zooooooommmmmmmmm innnnnnnnnn to the Futurrrrrreeeee....! :D

Cross posting it from Desicritics. Can freedom and fear co-exist? Going by the recent cartoon controversy, apparently not. Freedom by definition is the ability to do think/ act/ speak without constraints and causing harm. Fear is something which stops you from doing the same because of the consequences. In a democratic set-up like India and the US, fear has become a part of the national fabric. The US citizens are afraid of paedophiles, of been robbed on the roads at gun-point and after 9/11, the whole country is cautious. Is this the price one pays for freedom? Rang De Basanti has been applauded by most of us. Like armchair missionaries we appreciate anything that represents the cause. But seldom do we take it up on ourselves to change the system. A Manjunath or Satyendra Dubey , upright citizens who died on duty, reaffirm the fear. We choose to keep quite because the consequences scare us. The Freedom of speech and expression may incite many to voice their concerns, but unless an A...

One great thing about Blogosphere is Tags :)). When u dunno wht to blog abt,here comes a tag to ur rescue :D. Surbhi , the lovely one, has tagged me. She's intrested in knowing 8 things I'd want in my "Partner in Crime" - P.I.C (tht's wht I prefer calling "him" ;) ). Knows what to talk and when to talk! He should sense the situation and act accordingly. Loves food and loves to cook/experiment with it. (Btw, I jus discovered Upma + Sauce and Butterscotch + Choc sauce are good combos. Infact, anything with Choc sauce on it is good, what say, LLVP? ;) ) We shouldn't have to seek permission from each other to do things. As in,if a pal is in town, I can invite him over without thinking what will my P.I.C think. If he feels like going for a trek, he can. No restrictions whatsoever. As long as we know abt each other's whereabouts, P.I.C can be in Honolulu for all I care..! :D Should be able to deal with my mood swings using the right techniq...

2 things. Firstly,well,apologies for the long hiatus. MBA's over,so was taking the much needed break. Next, the sequel to the preceding post. Honestly speaking, as much as I thought I knew the answers, I realized that they were only based on my second hand experiences. Experiences which could possibly be someone else's perception and my not being a part of the 'real' thing, can distort the whole picture. So, this is for all those who were kind enough to comment :- Lemme take the plunge and I shall share with you all what I see beneath the surface. Thanks again for all those comments... :) I really like Mike. He makes me think,esp this post of his. It talks about dreams not been achieved coz of fears and the most dreaded fears coming true. So after a really longggggggggggg time,here comes a Psychological Post :) When we dream,those dreams are not neccessarily our own. They're often colored by the expectations of the people around us (like almost every other thing ...

I am mean. Very very at times. But I cant help but laugh when I see folks with zilch experience in HR talk about their 'passion' for it. Mind you, I was one of them. Till sometime ago. I once wanted to blog about HR,infact almost decided to start one on it. Gautam does a good job and he's been in the industry for more than 5 years. So you know he aint talking through his hat. He knows his stuff. Coming back to nubile newbies. What do u mean when you say you are 'passionate' about HR? When an employee makes you run 10 times before he fills in the appraisal form, will you still be so 'passionate'? And multiply that 10 times run * more than 100 employees. Fine. Automate it. You train the employees and bring them to a better level. You act as a 'facilitator'. When the numbers grow, you outsource it to a leading T & D firm. You need human resources. You chalk out the manpower planning and get down to recruitment. If it's a quaterly exercise,you do...

One more tag..and again..Puneet it is! X = People/folks/persons (u get the picture ;) ) X who dont reply to SMSes and e-mails. Too busy, u see! These same folks calling up and mailing you frantically when they 'need' you. When am interrupted while making a point. I'm real pissed off when in a debate, X simply rubbishes my points with a wave of his hand and smirks. X who say they'd call / drop by, but never really do. Too many questions. When my sis wants the fan on at a full blast and then uses the quilt!! WTH!!! When it takes more than 20-25 mins for my order to be served. On more than one occassion,I've walked out. X who cant make up their minds even after the deed is done. Typical eg. :- Purchase something- come home-think-think-think- go back to the shop-exchange!! X who judge others by their taste in books/clothes/music/food/TV channel/etc. Preferances can never judge the whole persona. When X cant take on me straight and use the Bypass Attack technique to ...

With the MBA program coming to its end there's a spate of parties, averaging to 2 per day! Its at these places when the guys are in their real elements. Sample this couplet by one of them:- "Hai jo tere ishq mein itna khauff, Hai jo tere ishq mein itna khauff, Then just F**k off, f**k off, f**k off!! " ROFL!! © Zarine.

Yay. The New Year started with a bang. Literally and physically :)) Poor me was in an auto which looked real sad. The auto wala should've been in his Harem,counting his last days...but he chose otherwise. He drove the auto with so much zest,it would put the super sonic pilots to shame. And he banged into a bike. The auto jerked suddenly to the left - out I fell - auto followed suit - the whole damn machine landed on my ankle - OUCH!!!!!! What next? Hospital, of course!! Thankfully had a pal - Ketan - along. Few moments of pain seem like eternity.I realised this when I was sitting outside the hospital, holding my ankle in agony and the watchman refused the wheelchair. Ketan tried his best to drive sense into the guy, but he wouldnt listen. He wanted us to take another entrance which led to the OPD. But here I could barely stand, leave along walking that distance. Someone else came along and thankfully let us in,with me on the wheelchair. Trust me, I felt so funny. Sitting on that wh...

Ah! That time of the year when you get into the retrospective mode. One more year has gone by. Every year has its own discoveries and disappointments. Learning experiences by all means. Not getting senti and all that...just few people who stood out were:- Without doubt, my Discovery of the Year has been this guy. Comeback of the Year goes to him. Put your hands together for the Achiever of the Year. Controversy of the Year goes to her Please welcome my senior who graduated this year,and is partially responsible for my MBA at ICFAI thru his guidance :) Here's someone who's taught me a thing or two this year. Thanks mate :) As I move on to be a part of this next year, I hope the best wishes of my pals stays with me, all along. :) Yeah,this is for you dude..not linking ur stuff..but u know,you mean a hell lot. The hot chocolate which is incidentally hot,still makes me smile :). Each year teaches us some lessons. I hope, my dear readers, this year teaches ya the good lessons ...

Most of my batchmates are getting married/engaged these days. As usual,the common ritual involves the Guy's folks coming over to 'see' the Girl and her folks. One of my friend, A , had one such meeting at her place. She's one heck of a strong headed girl. This is the dialogue between her and her mom, Mom :- Look at you!! A :- What? Mom :- Apply little more make up madam!! That pimple is too obvious! A :- No,I wont. Mom :- DO AS I SAY! A :- See mom, if he chooses to live with me,he has to take me as I am. After marriage am not gonna powder the pimple everyday for him!! Within my heart, I broke into a mini dance. Yay Gal,way to go. :)

Judaa hoke bhi, Tu mujhme kahin baaki hai Palkon mein banke aanson tu chali aati hai. Ab to aadat si hai mujhko, Aise jeene mein.... In those dark times,in that period of helplessness, you walk into your room. You sit and stare at the floor.A tear flows down.And then you break down.Into pieces.Each bit of you wants to absolve into nothingness. You lose control over your emotions. That heart wrenching moment which came courtesy someone you loved. Why does it become so difficult to take control of one's life then? Those memories only make you weep more. Weep so much that it hurts. Soon that loneliness,that empty feeling becomes a way of life. When you think you are limping back to normalcy,one flash and its staring at you in your face again. That stab of pain which you got used to by now,leaves a fresh wound. You realise,no matter what you do, it shall stay. How can one person leave your world so shaken? All coz that person meant the world to you ? Ideally things are supposed to ...

Mike suggested I take up the A$$hole tag. Not a bad idea. But the toughest part is selecting 5 from so many! ;)...So, without much delay here I go... A-H #1. He's thin,scrawny. He's a jat. And I HATE HIM!!!! At the beginning he would talk to me as if he has all copyrights on anything 'Zarine'. One guy who carries his heart on his sleeve. It so happened one day that 2 gals he 'hits' on were in the same group (urs truly was one). So, our Jat comes. Me ignored him. He looks at S in a Dev Anand - head -tilted- manner, and starts his gibberish. S :- A, shut up,will u? A :- Arey,boora maan gayi? S :- Tu har ladki ko yehi kehta hai na? A :- Hum to har ghat ki pooja karte hain (sic).. kyun,Zarine?? Z :- Dont ask me...mein ghat ghat ka paani peene walon se baat nahi karti! *(the group laughs)*..YAY! :P A.S #2 Yeh,another one who thinks I'm dying to talk to him. He met me online the other day. R :- Hi Zarine Z :- Hi R:- Why didnt u tell me it was J's b'day? Z:...

It's funny. Or ironical. Or something like that. The speed with which we make up our minds or form opinions, judgements, impressions and conclusions only to be proven wrong. I mean, heck...what's the hurry? For all you know, that person was just having a bad day, and isnt all that mean. And man, c'mon, who the hell are we to pass a judgement on anyone at all? But why am I posting this....I wanted to write something else..! O yeh. Doc says "why dont u let ur vocal cords rest? After all,everybody deserves some peace,including your tongue." Umm..k...no big deal there...I'll keep shut,till my silence makes my vocal cords scream. And am under all kinda drugs and medication,coz of various contradictory ailments. You name it, and I dont have it. It's just a throat infection. Or so I think. Nose is blocked,but keeps running now and then. I feel so damn feverish, but the boring thermometer reads 'Below Normal'. I lie down to rest and my mind is racing with ...

Read this poem long back...dont remember the source... What I feel for you, couldn't hold it inside, had forgotten the whole world for a while, did stupid things for a while My nights go sleepless aching for you Although I know your nights are not so For the morning, rays shine the truth, Though I love you so deeply and so true It aint enough Every pain of mine aches for your arms Every teardrop yearns for your embrace Every look at a child screams for our future You gave me hope when I needed it the most You met me when I was lost in the wilderness You are the whole and soul I need in my life but every setting ray shows the price For I believe we belong for each other, but can't be together But I still love you wholly and deeply For I think my love for you will never end Except maybe when I'm dead and sent In this forbidden love we share . .

Yahooo! I ran the 1o K run today morn :D :D :D It was the first time and clocked arnd 100 mins to cross the finish line. We walked and jogged and ran and even after the Run was over,thanks to inertia of motion,couldnt stop :P Err..yeh the legs are stiff and all tht..but then,it was nice :) So,that was the 'First Time' of this month ( Me plans to do atleast one thing for the first time every month :D ) Later Added :- Alright,alright...the "We" were Rahul and I. Rahul is a pal from Pagalguy Forums. And the fact that he's damn cute made the journey that much easier...wht did they say about good company? ;)

Insecurity of losing love makes us mistakingly lose the friend in them ; insecurity of losing the friend makes us mistakingly fall in love with them.