Aaj Ki Raat
Song in the Background: “Aaj Ki Raat” from “Don” being played softly and continuously for nth time in my ear phones
Time: 7 AM CST
Location 19th Floor Chicago IL, Near Empty office Building
Weather; Snow fall outside
Mood: Philosophical
Activity: Planning to write something after browsing through some of the excellent blogs on web since the last two hours.

Much delayed winters have finally set in. Once again started snowing heavily here and now it assures you that you are actually staying in Chicago and not strolling on the sunny beaches of Florida.

This also indicates that my time of the year is back when I am usually exhausted with all the girls I had last year in my life, almost exhausted with all the professional tasks carried over form last year and almost exhausted of any new stories to pen down. Its like the year ending task they do in Banks after the end of every fincaical year.

Sometimes I feel why I can’t have same girl and same work in my life for more than a year.
I guess someone has set this threshold limit for all my bosses and babes that after seeing the initial potential, they take usually around a year to figure out that this chap was not what they had expected of him.

My parents had some real bad nights when I told them about this Self-discovered -God imposed-threshold in my life.

They plan to get their good for nothing “Waise ladke mein koi kahraabi nahin hain” types son happily wedded this year and now they wonder if their Right-from-the-K-serial-type-always- dressed-in-Heavy- silk-loaded-with-entire-collection of jewels-from- Natural museum of arts and history – despite-the-time-and-weather-would-be-daughter in law has the potential to take this screwed up dumb head beyond the first year or not.

So what I usually do during this stage of hibernation sans any babes and bosses? I start reading like a hippy let loose in search of some secret nirvanic gyan in foot hills of Himalayas just like Tushaar KKKKapoor on a mission to find out what it takes to give at least one sensible hit film this year.

Consequently , since last one month despite the displeasure of Mr. Chidambaram I have already spent the precious foreign exchange buying four expensive but all time classic books and has already ordered four new ones which I am told are just on their way this week from Amazon.

Also during this time I browse through countless blogs as if they are the next best place where I would find the solution to complex problems like what the hell made Mr Chidambaram jumped in defence of Shilpa Shetty despite other grave economic issues facing India or what is the thinking mechanism behind Arjun Singhs mot-visible-to-me-mind.

And if you were wondering why I have shared this long and nonsensical-not-required information like number of articles published in Times of India on Aish–Abhishek wedding. Then the only reason I could find is that sometimes u just need to get it out despite knowing that its of no potential use to any one on this planet.

Very similar to the fact that you go to John Abraham Movies fully knowing the minuscule amount of real acting you would finally get to see by him. But you still Just go, and so I still just write.

But this heavy duty reading really makes me think that so much is happening/ has happened in the world around us and still we practically make ourselves unaware off about it and we Just idle away trying to figure out if Shilpa Shetty would stay in big brothers house or not or what colored chappal Abhsishek would be wearing on his wedding.

The more I read, the more I figure out that there are so many stories , so may emotions of love hatred jealousy, anger,generousity, forgiveness, success, failure , so many Rajs so many Simrans , experiencing them , in their own way at different places , different contexts and yet finding themselves to be different from one another.

Each life I get to know through books/blogs/web is so much different yet so much similar. If we can gauge the intensity of emotions using some physical instrument then I am sure the intensity and feeling of the particular emotion would be very much similar in two individuals but would differ only the scale of events leading up to them.

Just like Feeling of frustration experienced by Sehwag of not being able to hit the ball right for a long time should be similar to the feeling experienced by me as a School kid of not being able to understand the complexities of differential equations despite having tried my best at it.

So if everyone is experiencing the same emotions, same feelings, just differing on the scale of event then again comes the perennial question “what’s the purpose of being we dudes being here”

Well the answer according to me is that we are here just to here to experience those events and emotions. Nothing less, nothing more.

Movie matrix puts it beautifully
“We are not here to make choices; we are only here to know why we made those choices”

I guess time to stop here. Women less existence is taking heavy toll on my mind.

But you do think over these thoughts ,( if you have managed to be with me till here) and Iwil now go and see if Shilpa Shetty is staying in the Big brothers house or not. :)

Song in the Background: “Aaj Ki Raat” from “Don” being played softly and continuously for nth time in my ear phones
Time: 9 AM CST
Location 19th Floor Chicago IL , Near filled up office Building
Weather; Snow fall stopped outside
Mood: Humorous/happy/cursing (blend of all three)
Activity: Laughing at the stuff I have just written, feeling happy about Shilpa Shetty staying in the house and cursing the production server that has just crashed and brings me back to the real world.