spending time apart .. !!

As said by saurabh he wanted to get to know more about the trains we cancelled the daily schedule of the 7:42 , 513  bus route till koparkhairane and met up at the mhada stop catching the readily available 484 bus of thane we stepped out at the mulund station and fastened to the ticket counter for the coupons. I and him didn’t knew exactly what the cost of coupons are so asked for the 20 wala coupons but there’s no as such available so had to take the 50 wal we got them punched , though being lightly punched  we had enough visibility if caught by ticket checker we could negotiate with him.From there we caught the 8:01 titwala train with in 6-7 minutes we were in thane and saurbah some what got accustomed with train though being senior to me I wondered he had not being so comfortable with train rides .so finally we cold make to the platform no 9 where the train was haltin since 2 mins or so , after surfing most of the compartments and observing them to be totally occupied by the mango people or the silly mumbaikars we had no option but got into one of the compartment .Taking my college bag in front feeling like the 7 th month pregnant lady I was standing at the corner of the doorway of the train leaving space for one man to occupy it , and was occupied by saurabh himself. The train after keeping us halted for around 7 mins started off. Observing people their mannerism their actions had always been my top priority when i m in some public place or so .But for now a days I had occupied my self with the Dylan music and a novel few days back , for a chage today I just continued with my old thing .I seen a man , a couple a man asking for that is this the vashi train halting at koparkhairane or so ?? the announcer voice playing at the background the guy playing current bollywood hit song  loudly the guy speaking and having a conversation with his beloved I suppose , as I guessed that by seeing a matured women snap on the calling image though. In an ecstatic feeling I thought ki hell so much things happens around us and we don’t even bother to ponder upon them. then  my mind shifted to the person visible through the net like projection at the side of the doorway .A thin man in his early 60s or so , totally white beard semi bald wearing the rugged shirt viewing outside the window .Me having interest in such kind of lame people always made my friend tanmay astonished towards me .Well that is a totally different side of mine .the man spoke less viewed more out side the train , felt that he might be having trouble but cant really guess what’s wrong .Then my mind started strolling in his past days I wondered what had he been being a kid had he thought the same to become now he is now .Or its just the way that bought him here , what’s the mark on his head .As a child I know the mark on my nose is due to the stitches fallen during the raining day on black marble .but what’s the story behind his mark .Had he beaten ny his father or by his maalik at the job where he had to work after his fathers early death .his eyes spoke much more than he words he spoke , seeming to be a hardworking background sucked by the harresment of his poor luck .He seemd to be just more than a man.He seemed to be just a flowing stone .

Next station airoli .. agla station airoli .. pudcha station airoli

(always wondered the females face to be the that prettier than the voice )

As the train halted every other individual got down gets his job done every now and then but very few amongst us would be thinking about the fourth seated in the class , but actually its very interesting in getting to know this common people it indirectly teaches us how well worth are we and our life rather than just pin pointing at our small sadness or the so called girlfriend patch up and break up thing. I always consider my self as a traveler.. Traveler of spaces and mind both not just place , because travelling long distances only gives you a foot ache at times .The lesson was clear rather than just listening to the bollywood latest chart busters go study something relevant , learn from life, live from surrounding the more you get closer with the minds the more you try living in this city and the greater you know that at the end of the day it’s the doodh wala who is the main root of your early chai .After all life is living with people and their behavior so at least me , myself try knowing some individual because life’s worth getting close with the soul rather than the physical body . 

Anda burji in Bombay (mumbai)

A couple days back I was eating  this delicacy made by my mother called anda burji (dish made from smashed eggs), my mom makes it very fine ,crispy , with all sorts of  daily masalas such as turmeric, red chilies and green chilies and of course the common ingredient that we hyperbolely say is mothers love . I ate that with the company of chapati as most of them do , it really acts as a catalyst in the whole meal . And as the very first bites goes into my mouth .'' aree waah wah . '' are my very first reaction then . The tomatoes, specially minced one just goes around the mouth the curry tree leaves (kadipatta), the onion blend and yes all the spices leaves me with a fulfilled appetite for some while after eating it .But not to forget the halitosis after the post eating of the egg material weather it may be burji or any thing else its just as bad as ass kind of odor sometimes. The cult of egg plus the mix of garlic just too help full to get you rejected in front of any girl while kissing.

And somewhat or the other I felt this smashed eggs thing similar with the life of a mumbaikar .Every day he wakes up fries himself up in the tawa of many other smashed pieces like him , some being the tomato savor while some being the onion essence each having other flavor each differing in taste .But they share a common experience when the come in this train they get all smashed, mixed, grinned, chopped, blend .One thing that a local anda burji has is that , the one found at the road side stall are very cheap easily swallowed and easily farted out too .Though being such, some people cant afford even that they are still counting their penny . And then I feel is the life too short like this dish to get off ? or is it just too sour, spicy, tangy that the moment we are just relishing its taste it just gets finished with our digestive process ? I usually try finding this out what is the real thing behind every individual becoming a part of this crowd really feel what binds them together well, as the day leans towards the set .whatever the story might be every day another egg roasts the difference is just that how it goes some with cheap bread other with rich toasts .

like the wires of my tangled music chords .. !!

I see a couple in their mid 20's or so .. Roaming around hand I’m hand .. Makes me wonder what keep them together.. is it really love , was it a just fluke bet, was it the thing that started with a name tease. And the question arises what exactly love is .. If I believe something then it says that true love doesn’t lies in just pataofying someone.. if this isn’t true then why still I have my fb pass word of a girl whom I had a crush since my teenage days ..And if that’s true is it really good to single and have a one sided love. Till today I had a three type love thing.. The first girl whom I liked more often due to appearence as every other boys do, but v didn’t get any further though.. we had not been friends even ..She , I think even doesn’t know who the hell I am .. !! Does this really matter then?? Getting to know each other..at early stage Getting to be the good friendship type..I still like her a lot , I even tried sending a fb friend request but she ignored that and a couple of more frnd request lead me to be in her block list really don’t know where she is now, the last time I saw her was might be 2 years back or so. but the thing still remains is ki I still love her the same . The next girl whom I met was sort of my types creative very artistic..  I didn’t wanted to make a mistake now for this time.. So I let myself and her to let know each other better we chatted and texted. The more we had a text conversation the more we got to know each other. It was the same feeling of blue that came n my mind.. i thought even she would have been liking me .. But that wasn’t the story.. She was willing just friendship and I was expecting something else from her. And for now we had just came at a point where we really spoke much with each other and text anything to each other. Its just like seeing in the mirror where we tend to see the front image and find it exactly the same towards us.. but in my case that wasn’t the thing .I have been seeing an image that is just reflecting my thoughts but doesn’t seem to go with me .and the third girl that I mention is the girl that is completely unknown to me but I strongly  felt that she had a deep affection towards me , she was just a mutual friend. But our thoughts never match neither did our likes how can I even commit some one like this ,  and this chapter to passed away .for now I m still friend with those two except the first one . as off for now I m still a loner . Then I think is love only a night stand for some or loving some one instead of caring that some day the person would really be with you. The more I try putting the thread in the needle the more I get triggered off on the needle edges. All these thing taking place and I have learnt some things that I m still a single , the more I put efforts in something and I get something else and I think is this what I deserved . For now I just listen to what phone flirt chat my friend does with other girl I hear people saying that she had a boyfriend that lasted for only two and a half year . The more I listen, the more I think, the more I grow. Life’s fact is clear for me now I m just going with the flow as the bottle of message flows through the ocean unknown of which island would it land upon .

had city's chime affected ... !!

date:13/11/2011.
upto 17 dead in mumbai bomb blast , reads a london based newspaper..
shocking,thrilling,disgusting,hateful,new facebook status,spicy live show on news channel etc etc .. this news left each one with different states.But the question stands in my mind is that does this really affects the chime of the city .And those attacks which had happened before this before affected the city? ''We infer that this was a co-ordinated attack by terrorist,''home minister  said,''All know that, whats so new'' my grandma said after reading the 'marathi news' scroll below.some even joined it with kasabs birth day.Today ends tommorow begins and then the reporters go at same place and ask the localites ,'' had this incident affected your life in any stance.The reply is common ''nahi bhai koi farak nahi padta ,ab toh aadat ho gayi hai iski ''.Then too what loss can a diamond merchant at zaveri bazzar have after all. Speaking about city's chime , the city had its 'diwali' like this occasionally. Peoples die,people blame, govt. at shame , opposition blaming at ruling part's name.That's the somewhat scenario of the city after such terror attack.And that's only probably the sound which i hear after such attack every time , since i have born from 1993 .That year had its own chime after all , still repeating over  and over , again and again.Hope the city had its sound sleep tonight. 




aye dil hai mushkil jeena yaha ..
zara hatke zara bachke ..
yeh hai bombay meri jaan .. :)

some city people often mistook us .. !!

It doesn't matter if they don't pay damn too your word .. but one thing they should not do that is , mistaking someone for  something that is not fair at all .. its just somewhat connected to the point that the frustration comes off at a sudden .. and you are the chicken to be fried . Here in mumbai they say,'' bombay mein waise bhi seedha raasta hote kaha hai beta ''.If you find any then your on the wrong track .. person thinks something else,speaks something else and does something else (reminds of bacchan sir) .. true when two person whith different background meet , clashes are undoubtedly to happen .. and moreover to it these facebook chat often meistakes people , here voice cant be heard .. action cant be seen .. action speaks louder than words .Just the same happend with me in my recent fb chat .. that girl was damn crazy ,i tell you my 4 ..' hii ' request unnoticed .. and i comment with name of a male person on the wall ,gave this blog birth .. :) ..mistake happen .. mistaking someone should be avoided .Just done with openong with one more peanut of the city , growing with the same . :)

7/11 ..whats changed yet .. for them and for us !!

Date : 11/7/11
Its been 5 long years when a series of 7 bomb blast took place within fraction of  just11 mins. left upto 210 deaths .. countless injuries .. and regardless memories to those living with the same till date.After so much to happen whats bad about it is reading headlines about 2G scams updates some baba's sport adventure  or recent friday release flick review buzz .. or making 7/11 the chai time tpoic at some odd chai hub .. criticizing govt. .. what the heck we did today .. facebook chat .. evening spent watching , 'mumbai meri jaan ' ?? what do the family of victims want - justice .. nopes then they are expecting something larger than life i suppose .Are we patronizing the spirit of  mumbai still , well they either dont want that .Its just that they are living because they have too.Life has to go on.Some dreams that would never fulfill ,some deeds which had been left to to fulfill,some responsibilities shifted upon,some memories renamed for now and some stories ended for now.Thats what i felt after reading few real stories of victims and their left families.Did  i lost my someone except for amresh sawant ..  why i felt bad for ? Its the fact that this city connects you emotionally .5 years still nothing had changed for me .. but its still the same mother wating for his son to cum from office , same father wating for his beloved daughter to come,same sister wating for some gift for rakshabandhan , but for us its still that 'chai'topic getting older with new cup of tea .. !!