krishnazden

scared and wierd

Recently i found myself that i get attached to things unneccesarily , if those things change or some thing bad happens i feel really sad,crooky,crap weird :(


case 1: I almost cried when Harry potter characters,Hermoine went with Ron,instead with Harry,I always thought Harry was destined to be with hermoine,and i lost half the interest in the book series since then and i do still believe that harry is destined to be with hermoine.

case 2:
Similaryly, In series "How i met you mother" two of main characters(robin and ted) whom i like to c together,well they didnt bcome couple and one of them sleeps with some one else. dats it,dats the end of the story for me, am not gonna watch dat series again in my life.


I feel stupid and lame,insane for me to get attached to these things.i know these are just serials with no connection with life,but i get attached with my full conscience. Add to this,theres is one more dark secret..if there is too much suspense i just go to end of the novel and read the final chapter,same is with movies.

some times i do feel,this is insane stupid crazy feeling,which i shuld no more get attached,but its so damn hard to get rid this.some times i feel i should bang my head in the wall.

I try to hang on things which i shuld never get attached, and i am really scared of it.. what if some thing similar happens. i should somehow get guts to face it.  I dont know why i hang on these things,basically i feel everything should end perfectly at the end..and real life is worst example of it and this scares me a lot..

Gosh i wis i could find some solution to it..

PS: Is there any chemical available to get rid of this other excess oxygen?

Partner theory

Partner Theory...

Have You ever Wondered why the Life in this world stopped at only 2 sexes, Male and female?
Why there is only two things good and evil and not other,
multiplication and division
Integration and differentiation
Addition and division
Cause and effect
Mass and Energy
Matter and Anti-matter
Centrifugal and centripetal
positive and negative
two poles in Magnet

You mention anything, for almost everything in this world ,there exists something which is completly opposite of it,which compliments the other one.But there are things that exists which dont have their complimentary things such as Time,Light etc,

it is hard to believe that Time is one dimensional, there should be something which compliments time,which i think we haven't found as such. Same is with light, May be am i wrong,may be i am not wrong. but it hard to believe that there exist things in this world which doesn't have complimentary (i would call it as partner), And i believe amazing things happen when these any two partners meet,whether it be collision of proton and electron...

one postive and negative(equal magnitude) meet to form an completly new thing --> Zero

Imagine if Time has one dimension,it has to have another dimension, there should be something which is quite opposite of time, what it would be it is left for imagination.

There are lot of things we can understand if we lot bit closer,think in simple terms,there are amazing things in this world,and we have yet to decipher them.

coutesy:  testhyderabad.blogspot.com

Ramblings in Mumbai part -3

continuing from where i left.

Marine Drive:

                One of the most beautiful natural features of mumbai,Located in south bombay. It is drive 5 kms long,with chowpatty(beach),high rise buildings,give mumbai another 15 years,Marine drive would give competition to Manhattan.

Traffic / cops.

                 They are everywhere the same,money sucking white,grey men,who spare no one,Almost every1 in mumbai follow traffic rules,especially auto wallahs, dont even dare to break any rules and most of them are scared of traffic cops.Most of them follow traffic rules,but not me,born and bought in hyd,i mind keeps aching when i have to wait for green signal even there is not even single vehicle crossing on the road,the worst part of if u have to wait for green signal even in night 00.00 hrs.might be this is partly because mumbai was a british city..city of immigrants.

 Bollywood.

             Nothing much to say, i feel havent really feel,what bollywood is like ,but i know one thing,its effect on the lifestyle of mumbai.Mumbaikars are the one of the most fashion crazy people..and i think bollywood has some role to play in here.

High rises.

           for many years, i havent seem a taller building than the babukhan estate in basheerbagh,come to mumbai,most apartment building easily cross 20 stories, Mumbai boosts dozens of high rises which 40+ stories,my friend says it is hard to find a city where even in suborbs u will find building which 40+ stories,this might lame for some1 whoz been to NY,Hongkong,Shanghai, but this building are  not commercial,these are residential..and i must agree, i have this stupid urge to count no of floors a building has whenever i see huge high rise..

BEST buses: These are as synonomous as hyd's green buses. These are all in red,and has stops 1 stop for every 250 mtrs.They criss cross every nook and corner of mumbai,must say hyd buses r much safer,bigger,better than the these buses

there are many things that seperates Hyderabad and mumbai but there are so many things that unites us.

I miss Hyderabad and mumbai too, neways 

one more thing for Hydearabadi..beware of Mumbai girls ;)

Exams

As i sit and mull over,
I asked why i came here,
Wonder, i feel like this
My Heart breaks in to pieces

Whenever i see a couple
The sinking jealous feeling
shows how fickle the mind is

Times come and goes by
thinking how come a stupid guy
end up with a stunning girl
makes the mind go in swirl

A I hear the murmers in my head
Letting all to go past ahead
I stay here ,declining to go
I stood here, refusing to grow

The sound of Ignominy haunts
The Pain of failure overpowers
the fragile mind in me...
What to do..??
I am just whom i wanted to be.

So many people ,with their minds
Right in the exam's fever grip
It is so hard to find,
a soul like me..

Current Mood: DejaVu
Current Music: Rehna tu
Currently Reading: Hyperion
Recent Movies: 99

Ramblings in Mumbai Part-2

I will try to disect Mumbai through the eyes of an Hyderabadi..
Locals
Sex
Bollywood
Wannabes
Fashion Designers
Traffic cops
Best buses
High rises
Marine Drive
Taj

 

       Locals (Local train) are the arteries,viens,nerves of Mumbai city,This city runs on them, There are 3 lines, Western,central,Harbour lines, running in N-S direction.Getting on train in busy hours is like getting first show ticket of chiranjeevi's new movie(late 80's,early 90's) and that too every day is not easy task.It is the fastest,safest,smoothest way(not confirtable) to travel places in mumbai. If any1 comes to mumbai,one should go VT(CST) station,Local platform, stand on the weighing machine around 8.30 to 9.30AM,It is a most surreal image i came across in mumbai,one will so many ppl, with almost pin drop silence except the railway annoucements.I wondered how come everybody moves without even banging on each other.One write a whole book on mumbai local train..

 

Sex

As mentioned in "Maximum City" by suketu mehta, one feel the sex in the air especially during nights in Andheri,JUHU..(dont ask how it smells).Cladly dressed women,Transgenders in back alleys of Andheri,The backrooms of Dance bars,The pretty girls getting in to cars from home in wee hours,I-Pill boxes on the roads,Mass Massage parlours in beaches. Life comes back to where it started :)

 

Wannabes

                Wannabes,all i see in my place in andheri are wannabes.I dont know what drives them in to come to mumbai and try their luck even after the knowledge that chances of they hitting bollywood is less than hitting a 10 cr lottery.Seen so many wannabes trying desperately ,some selling sex, some becoming bi-sexuals,some spending dad's money, just to see themselves on the big screen(or atleast small screen).The acting courses boards overtake other hoardings.Trying despeartely to get in to eyes of prducers ,directors, Hangin on the Barista's, CCD's till wee hours, hitting gyms,joining dace classes,acting classes, belly dancing classes,watching every shit movies,waiting endlessly,going to posh discos with penny in hands,getting laid.  Life is cruel out there.

 

 

to be continued..

PS:  Wish i could bring Mumbai to Hyderabad and Hyderabad to Mumbai

 

Current Music: Indian summer -karunesh
Currently Reading: Hyperion

Ramblings in Mumbai

Its been  almost 11 months since i have been in Mumbai.

What a city is Mumbai,esp  for a Hyderabadi,Mumbai is a quite tough city to live in.. So, what strikes u first in Mumbai, As i steped out of the AC car in mumbai(coming from pune),is the Smell,the Smell of the Sea,yup the fish smell, and then big thing hits you the traffic.

Forget Hyderabad,Mumbai is quite Traffic choke,but suprisingly everything moves quite swiftly.In the last 11 months i noticed quite a number of things that rest of India would find hard to believe.

This is city of lights,freedom,Sex,Bollywood,Wannabes,Fashion Designers,Locals,traffic cops,Best Buses,High rises,Filthy Rich,etc.

One of the first thing that Hyderabad(read single,20's,bachelor) would find is the Women of Bombay(I prefer Bombay to mumbai) is that you hardly find women in Sarees,Salwar kameez. you will see young girls with Harem pants,Skinny jeans,Spagetti's,Tribal Accessories,a big hand bag,tattoos(not every1 has).this is so Unhyderabadi in style.

There so many things in mumbai which so Unhyderabadi like the speed at which the ppl,the city runs,You might have heard in various movies,dialogues,but the speed the city runs is faster than it is potrayed and esp. for a hyderabadi ,it is kind of bafflement.

The Locals,the ppl run so fast as if there's life in danger and it is their last day of their life,The city moves in 2 directions From North to south in morning and South to North in Evening..People hardly talk,they have only one mission reach office asap and reach home asap.

to b continued.

PS:NO offence meant to ne1

PPS:Harem pants(used in Medieval Arabs)

The Villain

Move over you mortals..
Move over you mortals..

Hail the Villain..
Hail the Villain..

The Villain has come
The Villain has arrived

The Wait is over
The Wait is over,

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Who is he????

He wakes every evening...
He works alone
He roams like a King.
He is smart

but

He is single,
He is vunerable.
his life is not long.


Who is he..... he is my Alter ego...


Current Mood: Feeling Better
Current Music: muvahhhaaa

I Was

I was just another guy,
in this world of mortals,
i was just another guy,
in this world of mortals.


just a lost soul in city of nights,
wondering in the neon lights,alone
even god never noticed my plight.
having eyes without any sight


trying to control the fire.
so far away from Love,
marooned in my dead garden,
then,she gave me the flower of love,
took me to the eternal eden


never saw anything like this before,
now i am very much sure,
she is the angel who came for me,
who came for just for me.


i was running away from you,
trying to become,what i never wanted to be,
now i am with you,take me in your arms,
take me away from these phonies
to your world of flowers


Current Mood: Gloomy
Current Music: No music

Poor Souls

i dont know where to start , i dont know where it will end , how it will end, but i know only one thing.
it wont be any like any previous cases..i bet on it...

Growing up in old building in lanes of 300 years, where the "chalta hai" was there everynoke and corner.
my soul flourished,those mischeivious days of my childhood still lingers in my eyes,causing so much
anxiety and being loved by everyone out their makes me so nostalgic today.




Life was never so rude and bad for me, the strange feelings where you confront the present situations and to your aim..
Life was never so damn bad, until i came to this project , where i was deserted out of my soul,where i found deserted
souls ripped by the thirsty devils to mean,jealous who donot have a pinch of humanity carving for more mortal souls..



The souls are regenevated,the souls came from the ashes like pheonix ready to rip off the thirsty soul sucking devils
still more and more souls are to aroused mine among them, my soul so got strangled in web of uncontrolable conditions
and so much more to achive still makes me mind with aghast,

so many souls wondering in lanes where supreme souls of power visited,languising under eyes of thirsty soul sucking devils
ready to punish with atmost severity , where you dont know why you are punished and for what crime you have commited
souls who resist to be ripped off rebel with defiance gearing for take off for life..

These devils in disguise make a present face which makes so attractive to somany virgin souls get in to deception of
grand gimmicks of some

These devils in disguise make a dulset visage which makes so attractive to somany virgin souls get in to deception of
grand gimmicks of some morally correct higher management.......on joining,the poor souls get bewildered by the vast empire with it's imposing structures and the strange thing is the poor souls burnt mid-night oil to trying to outperform themselves and others, where they dont know that their destiny is rewritten by some one else who dont even care to spend a single minute ...poor souls they dont know that their hardwork will be gone in vain.

After much hardwork, they are pushed to some tests,where the question setter doesn't even know the correct answer,
poor souls who are unaware of this basic truth, try to outperform themselves..........
they come to know that hardwork hardly pays in this world.....but still they dont realise this .
then comes,poor souls are rendered out for few days in open air to relenquish happiness before diving deep in to abyss of
torcher .Poor souls try to immerse themselves ,imagining that there vast of things to be learnt.trying to do what nobody has
done before..

Long time has passed ,then the realise that there is nothing there to be learnt...all crap,
Then surfaces the ambition of going faroff ,poor souls who thought they would leaving india within 1 year,were
kept alive their hopes with their friends going faroff ,diving in dollars.poor souls try even further to perform
to make their ambition of going faroff to make reality as quick as possible.
Then comes the hardest truth that shatter them and their dreams..................
Some senior soul comes from nowhere and takes right from you. u will be just cry in aghast
consolation comes from senior souls that your pass was delayed on unholy souls in far off country.



Driven in to deep unfathomable cavity of agony ,months of hardwork ,perseverence all swept by by some one right in front of you, the pain that you couldn't do any thing ,just sat there with anguish ripping your soul and mind.Your silence is always interpreted wrongly by other souls as silent yes to things and you have accepted the inevitable truth...........

He thinks that he is the only one with this pain,poor soul doesnt know that this is the defacto truth of this industry , these poor souls exist in every small project and dont know that there is another poor soul right next to his cell.Poor soul never saw that world can so cruel and churlish , Out of desperation, he goes to internet cafe center and then remembers that its been long time he had been to net-cafe, he opens his resume and monster.com for the first time in months,poor soul flashed with zillions of offers,but none could offer the work
which he mastered with so much zeal and energy .Poor soul even forgot what to write his resume,frustrated and disgusted and thought of injustice herecieved made him insane and just laid on bed thinking of his old coz days ...those wonderful days....................


Monday morning,Same routine continues but with a difference the soul who outraced and went to far-off country..his space empty. feeling abashed he gets mingled in to his mundane work,unable to digest the things, thinking next time,he wont be missing, For these poor souls,only one thing is on their side ,Time,it's their true friend,mending the wounds that refuse to go..

Some poor souls defiance these acts and try look for greener pastures, and try to move on with the life...but the poor soul sitting and doing work,which deserves much more than he getting, the not the justice he has got.So devil souls try to compensate this with work,they give so called high level work,which poor soul gracefully agreesto do,the strange irony, that after poor soul accepted it, he hardly goes to home,he spend more time in with that idiot boxthan the whole souls of that project do......managing deadlines,doing the work of 2 people in half the time takes toll on him,missing parents,friends, the poor soul get in to more reclusive mode, and finnallly delivers on time for sake of peanuts.he doesn't understood that the hours he spent if he could spent in pizzhut.,he would have got more pay .Days passed by,months passed by , the soul out there faroff country couldn't find time to reach out to the poor soul out here. After much anticipation, the poor soul drained out of energy started to become cadeverous....

Then a small glitter of hope that the poor soul , not that far off soul is coming back ,
poor soul is getting married,so finally poor soul thought that he would be going to far-off Finally he did got pass to go to faroff,he rushes to tell to his parents he has going to far-off. but the poor soul ,it seems that bad luck will always accompany him,he comes to know that the far off work is only for few months and then there wont be any far off .......
Then he comes to realise the more u suck ur manager, the more quickly u get to go far-off

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Current Music: Rock