life in a metro

i like this movie. though there's exaggeration and i can understand why folks from bpo were upset when the movie was released, they should remember it's just a movie after all.

the lyrics are good and the music is catchy:

"berang si hai badi zindagi kuchh rang to bharoon
main apani tanahaayi ke waaste abbb kuchh toh karoon
jab mile thodi fursat mujhse karle muhabbat
hai tujhe bhi izaazat, karle tu bhi muhabbat"
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dil khudgarj hai,
phisala hai yeh phir haath se
kal usaka raha, abb hai tera iss raat se...
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baatein kuchh ankahee si, kuchh ansuni si hone lagi...

okay, so though this entry is accidently up here on valentine's day, it is not symbolic. isn't linked to my mood or any current 'blissful' status!

i was actually thinking about my life in this metro...

i have completed six months here. the going has been good till now. lots of changes have happened in the past few weeks: moving to a new office complex, the ground floor appears more like a busy airport lounge. meeting new people almost every day - they were there in the previous office also, but the interaction was almost zero.

attending meetings, working in between meetings. new bids to work on. new issues to resolve. old challanges which resurface every other week - chasing people to fill timesheet. teamtime. interacting with MCTs. attending office get-togethers. having sutta outside office. avoiding a smoker who has nothing but good to tell about himself. concerned team member from mumbai. supportive senior management. observing balaji's antics, mamoria's hard work, and yudish's work load. vpc team's concerns. bugging people. and so much more...

on personal front: wading through messy living and bedroom. ignoring piles of clothes waiting for their weekly wash. dangling cobwebs, broken broom, scattered plastic bags and biryani containers from Aleef biryani. aged breads with fungus secured in plastic bags. a big bag full of things to discard. sand unearthed by armies of ants. unpacked fruits and veggies inside the refrigerator.

the unmade bed. books scattered next to the bed. worn-out slippers - replacement pending. the spare towel which has been hanging in the washline for more than a week. two empty cans of HIT. no trip to the beach for nearly two weeks. no lunch at murugan's. and so much more...

all-in-all life is beautiful!

i...

i am almost broke after investing to save
i crib about work atleast once a week
i am not getting calls from HR consultants
i hate winter: i hate waking up every morning
i wonder why we cannot have e'city 24x7x12months
i want to buy a new car
i hate the traffic
i, i, i and more of I...

am I being selfish - just thinking about myself?

yesterday morning, while driving to work, cursing idiotic morons who have cars but no road sense, i stopped behind a maruti van at a red light. in the van i saw few kids. on second glance, i observed the van was carrying spastic kids.

i forgot every worry that i was carrying in my head that moment. i was touched. it was not pity. it was not sadness. rather, i was ashamed of something unknown...

i think i am not enjoying life...

looking at the brighter side:
-i have a job
-i have a car
-i get food to eat
-i have a mind to think, and capability to achieve

i think we are fortunate to lead a normal life, but unfortunate not to realize what we have...