26/11 in Mumbai!!!

Due to the TV actors strike there was no new episode for my mummy to watch on TV, so I got the control of the TV remote by chance. I started surfing.........as usual my favorite news channels. Suddenly my mom wanted to watch news in Marathi and I was searching for a channel. A hindi news channel suddenly started some news on firing a CST station and bomb blast. There were no visuals and the news was not confirmed. A person new CST station was reporting of such firing. I changed the channel, when u stay in the city where sneezing of Shah Rukh Khan can make a news.........such things are hard to believe. After 10 mins the news started flashing on every channel. At first it seemed to be some gang war. Then the news came to terrorist attach, then the death of 100's of people and 3 chief police officers.

That was the time to panic. I thought it would get over by morning. I got up and started the TV to take a sign of relief............but it was not over! Schools and colleges were told to be closed (I wonder who does it not apply to employees). I went to the office. The whole day we kept getting rumors about blasts here and there. I rushed back home to know the truth.........the attack was still on. The rest is no secret to the world. Those 60 hrs were the most terrifying for Mumbai.

There were messages that the 'sprite of Mumbai is high and they will soon recover' ..............but this time I wish they didn't!!! We have to show the world that Mumbaikars are not only full of sprite but also filled with anger and frustration. The fastest growing financial capital of the country and the most heterogeneous city can not protect itself from 12 terrorists? Where is the system? Where are the latest weapons to defend the tycoons of Indian Industry?

I protest against terrorism and I hope every mumbaikar does..............Jai Hind!!!

Too Busy!

This month till date was the most tiring month ever. It was full of all excitement and new comings.
Krishnasthami:
This year we were awake till 12.00 AM. We normally do this but this time was different. Now we have our new DG Cam so ever moment can be captured. I took the pictures of every ritual. Starting from exposing the Lil’ Krishna to the night light after he was hiding below the tulsi leaves the whole day. Then the ablution with the five “Panchamrut” ingredients. To dressing him in those little gorgeous red costumes and ornaments. And then putting him in the swing ‘Palna’ and singing the songs of child birth. I love it all! And I have tried to capture every bit of it.
The next day was Dhai Handi but unfortunately I couldn’t see any of them live! So sorry no pictures.

Satyanarayan Pooja
“Satyanarayan Pooja is one of the best & easiest ways to seek blessings from Lord Vishnu, who is the God responsible for maintenance of this Universe. “ We had it on the last Saturday of Shravan month according to Hindu calander.

Ganesh Chaturthi:
My personal favorite. I love this festival. We have ‘Hartalika’ fast on the previous day (we can’t have cooked food and water this day!) Unfortunately it become a fast for other members of the family too as Mom doesn’t cook. They have to manage with some fruits and daal bhat (Rice and yellow Daal). The fast ends with the arrival of Ganesha the next day.
Fortunately this year was the 75th Anniversary of the Famous ‘Lalbaag Ka Raja’. We had our lunch early on the 5th (5th September was Ganesh Chaturthi, the 1st day) and started for the darshan of the Raja. The most honorable Ganpati in Mumbai. The queue started from the main gate and then took and long turn about the Kalaghoda or some such place. By the time we came back to the same location we had started from outside the pandal when we were inside, we had already spent 6 hours in the queue. The frustration and leg pain and made it look for worst. We asked somebody for guidance who told it will take another 2 hours for the darshan. We decided to wait. There were maze of queues inside the pandal. If you really want to know it would have been nearly 7-8 kms of walking. Not to forget the breaking of queues and the trace parcels and the VIPs coming and halting the queue for hours. There was terrible lack of co-ordination and volunteers. Finally after 12 hours of long wait we got to see the Raja from 10 feet away for 30 sec. The volunteers here were pro active in pushing the queue towards the exit.
I personally feel this could have been avoided with a little good management by the volunteers and staff members. The police forces were as helpful as absent. I really wanted to see the idol atleast for 3 mins after the toil of 12 hours waiting.

Second Book!

You might think I write too much about books. Gr8! Our thinking is quite same then.

Jokes apart. I finished reading second Chetan Bhagat book, “One night @The call centre”. The book was a good read ……………….if you ignore the italic stuff. It was motivational and the character ‘Shyam’ can be related by many to their lives.

I have just read two of his books but I feel that the story runs fast towards the last few chapters, as if in a hurry to end. Maybe I am too use to Sidney Sheldon’s suspense starting from the first page itself.

Every cloud has a silver lining!

I knew this proverb from childhood but got to experience it last week. I am a diehard fan of Sidney Sheldon and why not? His writing is magnificent. I was mad at completing his series of novels.
For a break I asked for an Indian writer’s work last week and somebody suggested Chetan Bhagat. I had seen the book at Big Bazaar but didn’t want to buy it (same Sidney Sheldon ghost over me). I brought the book from my library and started reading it halfheartedly. By the end of the suicide letter the book started becoming interesting. I completed reading it on Saturday. It was a good read. At the end of the book I was wondering if the characters were real and still stayed in Ahmadabad. I would definitely like to meet them, especially Ali………………miracle batsman! I am not a cricket fan but I would definitely want India to win ever match.
I definitely feel sorry for underestimating the other authors but my experience when I first tried to switch author was terrible. I had read ‘Pet Symmetry ‘and I did not sleep for two nights! Maybe I was the wrong-reader. Three-fourth of the book was a slow read and the rest went like a hurricane. Anyways there are fans to this author too.
But no harm in trying new things. After all only “Change is permanent”

28th July, 2008 in Mumbai!

It was a perfect rainy day. It has been raining for the past 4 days since last Friday. 26th July was a Saturday so most of the offices have a weekend off (There was no panic due to the hysterically rain). The rain continued even on Sunday. And then came Monday (Office sucks on Monday more than on any other day). It was raining through the entire morning, but the panic started building in the afternoon after lunch when the rain decided to work the whole day without even a lunch break. We could see the traffic jam on the eastern express highway and water logging reports were coming from all our well-wishers. By 3.00 PM the panic had turned into fear of 26th July. People started leaving office to reach home safety (*sign*). By 3.30 PM there was a e-mail from admin stating ‘Due to heavy rains people are permitted to leave early today’ ;-)
That was all which was needed and all started discussing plans for reaching home. I decided to take a BEST bus instead of train (so that I would walk if there is a traffic jam). I announced this to my bus-going friends that today they will get a chance to enjoy my company in bus (*signs*). By the time I packed my bags and reached the ground floor, my friends were waiting for me by a taxi. So it was decided to go by taxi then, there was no other option because firstly I had asked them to accompany me and secondly they are my “Friends”.
We had to decide between two routes. One via Ghodbandar Road (GR) and the other via Powai. We decided to go with the first. We started towards our destination and it was going fine as from outside the rain did not look that terrifying. There was no much traffic too; in fact it looked better than normal Mondays. We reached the start of GR and found a huge queue of vehicles waiting to enter. After a 5 mins wait the traffic seemed unmovable. So we decided to take a ‘U’ turn and go back via Powai (offfffffff!). If I was alone I could have preferred to take a ST bus to Thane from Boravli. But…………………….
We started back on the same route. Another half an hour ride and then taking a “shortcut” via Array colony and then via a “shortcut” through Powai Hiranandani and then……………………………so on. We reached Mulund at 7.30 PM (Finally……….at our normal office timings). While our friends who took the normal bus at 4.30 PM reached home at 6.00 PM (funny, contradicting………but true!). The worst news came when I reached home after a “Joy ride” of three and half hour. My mom broke the news that the trains were all working fine and take to better than the usual days as my brother had reached home from his college at Worli after leaving at 5.00 PM. That too with less effort and suffering then me.
I have to tell you this truth that I reached home in 45 mins on the actual raining 26th July even after leaving the office in dilemma at 4.00 PM in a colleague’s car (fortunate…….if u want to say). I felt that the day before yesterday rains was not even half the intensity of 26th July. But the reasons for the devastating Monday were according to me:
· Rumors from our well-wishers (Thanks anyways we got a half day…as nobody worked post lunch)
· Superfluous Panic
· My foolishness of not taking a Public transport (Taxi expenses were Rs. 533 plus Toll Rs. 65 plus a tip to the taxiwala for a rollercoaster ride Rs. 25…….it looks like it was a joy ride for him not us!)
· The most important………………..’A lazy Monday’ (weekends are never enough! ;-))
This reminds me of the nursery rhyme:
Rain rain go away,
Come again another day.
Little Johnny wants to play;
Rain, rain, go to Spain,
Never show your face again!

Reduced efforts……..with more satisfaction!

I finished reading Sidney Sheldon’s ‘Windmills of the God’. A wonderful read as usual. Angel was a surprise element…..don’t worry I am not disclosing the suspense. You read for yourself and find out. (As if Sidney gives me royalty for promoting these books!) By I have realized that I have become a fan of his (AC if u want to call)
I haven’t been getting much time out of my classes to read books. For the past two months it has been worst. As I don’t get time to go and change the books and the books keep laying on my desk for weeks. So I decided to come up with a new solution. And as if “God” likes me reading books, he sent his angles to my office in the name of ‘Librarywala.com’.
I got registered and paid the advance. I had to just go to the site and select books. They have a lot of variety (including Sidney Sheldon). But this time I thought of changing my author. *signs* I had heard about Chetan Bhagat. So now I am reading my new book ‘The 3 mistakes of my life’ (finally!)
I have decided to improve my reading speed too. So nowadays I religiously follow a system of atleast-1- chapter-a- day. To my surprise, it works! And the other reason is I found the author interesting. This everyday slogging make you feel sick. Go to office, attend classes, meet friends on the weekends, etc etc etc…….. So I got registered with ‘Teach India’ The Times group initiative as my friend suggested. But seems many people are going through the same phase. So currently they are not looking for any volunteers at weekends and I am not willing to devote myself completely to my so called ‘phase’. I know a friend who can help……….so let’s keep the fingers crossed.

It makes me really mad!

Today is the 9th of July2008

Today it took me complete Three and a half hours to reach office (Unbelievable!). But if you are a frequent traveler via Powai IIT you will know it is true. It’s common to take one and a half hours while coming to office and two and a half hours to reach home.
I remember NDTV Profit covering the one hour tour to the Bangalore new Airport. Pot rating it to be a very long and hectic route. I wonder if they have ever visited Powai during office hours. If you are thinking it’s due to the Mumbai rains and I am exaggerating the situation, it’s not true! It has been the same since a long time. I think the reason it is not in news because now people have got used to it. They start from their homes two hours in advance and returning is not a problem anyways (because otherwise also the time of leaving from office is never fixed). ;-)

FACT OF LIFE

· Expecting the world to treat u fairly coz u r a good person is like expecting the lion not to attack u coz u r a vegetarian. Think about it.

· Don't walk as if you rule the world, walk as if you don't care who rules the world! That's called Attitude

· Every lady hopes that her daughter will marry a better man than she did and is convinced that her son will never find a wife as good as his father did!!! : )

· All desirable things in life are illegal, banned, and expensive or married to someone else! ( So true!....snif snif)

I did it again!

I went to my library to return my Sidney Sheldon novel. The librarian wanted me to try something different (For those who don’t know I read Sidney Sheldon a lot………..in fact, I read only Sidney Sheldon). I went through the racks to look for another author. I surfed and surfed and surfed……………and after 10 mins I came to a book that I thought of reading. ‘Morning, noon and night’…………………… by Sidney Sheldon………….I know! The librarian had the same look (hehehe). The book was resting on my desk for a few days then at this weekend I got the time to read it. I could hardly stop reading. It was actually a wonderful read! It started with a wealthy Harry Stanford and ended with a decline to his empire. I could have narrated to you the entire story but that will spoil your suspense.
This book will always be special for me. I always thought of how me partner will be or rather should be. I got the same description in this book…….no not Harry……………..Steve! He is wonderful. I grade this book as A+ and Steve A++++++++++.

Surfing !

I love surfing. I wasn’t able to do much surfing earlier as we did not have internet at home. The lobbying efforts were successful at the beginning of this year and we got a internet connection at home (As usually my younger brother got the pro without bitter relation with my parents, like always……believe me being elder is truly a disadvantage. I fought for getting everything and my brother got it comparatively with very less efforts…….to be very true, ‘No Efforts’) Coming back to the topic. I surf a lot on weekends, mainly through orkut. I like to visit all my friend profiles and there friend profiles (Only the one I find too kewl) and I happen to tell this to my friends. The reaction was: WHAT????????? (it’s bad!) I don’t find any harm in going through profiles, if you don’t hurt. (Different people different philosophies…..I respect all) Whatever people might say but if you ask my opinion it is not bad to know about people; Don’t you see at guys/ girls on the street. I don’t mean eve teasing! I mean like: What a girl? Or What a personality yaar? Or something like that. For me it is natural appreciation. In my opinion ‘IT-IS-NOT-BAD’). I like to know people and make friends. Some might find it flirtatious. People liked ‘Jab we meet’, people liked Karina. Was it not her attitude that made the difference in her character………I loved it! My mom through it was stupid of her to miss the train and I thought it was her luck to meet Shahid ;-)

Today

I am not getting
- time to read my new Sidney Sheldon novel
- time to study
- to enjoy the heavy rains outside

God it is so frustrating!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The first rain in Mumbai!

The first rain hit us yesterday. Woooooh! I love the spell of mud in the first rain. Everyone was out on the streets enjoying the rains. One reason I love rains is also because I bear a resemblance with its Sanskrit name (Meghana means ‘clouds’ and also MEGHANA is the name of an ancient Egyptian princess……..I love this!). Anyway I went out in the rains in my balcony but I did not soak myself completely because next day was working. I had kept my umbrella ready today. The temperature has suddenly dropped to 24 degree celsius. Gr8 isn't it!

Live forever in our memories!!!

Remembering my classmates after few years
My eyes were filled with tears
Everyone now is busy a lot
No one escaped destiny's plot

Saw the girl, whom once i thought my best friend.
Oops!Today she is someone else's girl friend.
After months, remembered about her for a little while.
Heard she is happy, that made me smile.

Project reviews to campus interviews.
Nicknames to last bench games.
Cultural rehearsals to love proposals.
Short term crushes to classroom blushes.

Everything is fresh in our mind.
Wish life could just rewind.
Let's laugh, play and rejoice.
Once again become college guys.

Chatting and laughing, we all were in elation.
Till the painful moment of separation.
When it was time to part.
We returned with a heavy heart.

Today life is full of commitments.
And too many worries.
But those cherished moments.
Will live forever in our memories!!

Childline 1098

“Tell me your dreams” another master piece from Sidney Sheldon. It has suspense, thrill and passion like all his other books. But in this book I felt something different. I couldn’t sleep the night I finished reading the book. I had decided not to blog about it but then I am back here writing about it. This time not about the book but its contents. Overall the book is about MPD (Multi Personality Disorder) but I couldn’t focus on it. It was the cause that was hurting. There must be so many children who loss there childhood like Ashley.

The next day I thought, ‘It is just a book yaar…….forget it!’ But I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I started searching on website. That is what I came across CHILDLINE 1098. CHILDLINE India Foundation is the organization engaged in helping children with all there problems. Now all you have to do is (and I mean you ‘have-to-do’) call 1098 and the help will come to anyone you want to help. Please take the initiative! A call can save a life

For more information: http://www.childlineindia.org.in/index.htm

How did I start blogging?

Many of my friends wonder why only I do such things (blog). But it was not a miracle. I had heard many of my colleagues talking about blog sites. Once while searching for an information on Google I came across some blogs (As usual I started searching for the source). Then I came to know how people blog and it was so much fun reading blogs. They had information, entertainment, fun and the most important awareness. Now with top stars like Amir and Big-B blogging you might know its severity. I like knowing people and with the locking system on Orkut the site has lost all the fun. I hate people locking and hiding the scraps and photos. I think it is decaying the main propose of the portal.

Since we have entered the topic let me tell you why I like Blogger more than Orkut. I use to like Orkut till it was helping in meeting and knowing old friend. But one day I was searching for one of my old friends. I typed her name in search and started searching. There were 105 results with the same or alike name. I started opening the profiles which I thought matched with her state and description. But profiles were half filled and scarps and photos were locked. How do you expect your friends to search you like this? If you ask me there is nothing confidential about our life that we scrap on orkut and even if somebody scraps a redundant remark, I delete it (simple). I think either the people are giving more importance to the site or bearing in mind themselves very insecure.

Blogging is fun. Even without meeting a person or commenting on his blog you get to know only what a person is interesting in telling you. Some people blog about there life (I really like to read this); some about politics and you can discuss just anything on earth. In my opinion there are two types of people. First those who write well and second those who can speak well. Most of them are good at the first one (I feel)

Conclusion: I like blogging more than orkuting

Cartoons!

While surfing TV as odd timings I always find myself stopping at POGO or Cartoon Network. My mom will then comment, “You are watching cartoons at this age. Are you a kid?” Till last week I found it to be partially true because my friends keep telling me to grow up a little. But from now onwards I completely disagree with my mom. It happened today in my office when few of my colleagues were talking casually. Suddenly one said something about ‘Daffy duck’ in Looney Toon show. And then everyone started talking about there favorite Cartoon show on TV (I wish mom was here and listening…….I am far better mom! I can’t dare even to ask them there ages; Kids might get offense after all cartoon it there patent)

Well than I have proved my point mom; I am not alone!

{Just to let you know I like Alladin, Mr. Beans, Heracles, Tom and Jerry, The little Mermaid , The Looney Toons, Robot boy and many many more…….the list is long guys)

Attitude

Negative Attitude:- Positive Attitude:-

My Trip to Mauritius!

My trip to Mauritius!

When the announcement came in the earlier month about the trip I was thrilled. No yaar…..no by the idea of going to Mauritius but by the thought that I will be in an aeroplane for the first time! My mom was horrified. Six days devoid of seeing me was an indigestible thought for her (Don’t be under a misconception that she was going to miss me…..I am otherwise in office the whole day. I mean if you calculate the time of working plus travelling. She was afraid that I will be alone in some ‘pardes’). I was shopping for a week before the tour like a mad woman as if the stuff would get exhausted or wouldn’t exist after I return. My poor mom was with me running all the time (as I was in office during day time my mom bought the stuff for me which did not required my preference). She use to tell me, “I will relax the day you go” (‘angrily’) I knew that it was not true but out of frustration. I started packing my luggage on the morning of the flight and finished it one hour before leaving for airport. I was so exited to see an aeroplane! Since childhood we had a habit of viewing airplanes in the sky till they would vanish at the horizon. And now I was going to sit and fly in one!

At the airport the check-in was simple and swift. There were good looking guys in florescent green jackets for assistance if required. I blame my education, I couldn’t ask for any but they had some oldies for using there services. No……I am not a flirt but what can you do if you have to wait for three hours, spared after going through the ‘duty free’ shop on the airport (Chocolates were magnificently packed). Finally our flight arrived, we were walking towards it and suddenly I was in! The crew was wonderful and welcoming. I was in the plane for the first time and to my surprise I was among the very few in my team who had got the window seat (I know it sounds childish but I wanted to see the plane taking off from the ground). The flight was on time and started for take-off. I was not even interested in keeping my bag in the luggage compartment overhead; I was too busy taking picture of airplanes that could be seen from my window. Finally the plane started running and in just few minutes it left the ground far far behind. I was busy looking out of the window when a noise disturbed. It was the airhostess asking if she could help me in keeping my bag in the compartment overhead; at that time I saw a good looking flight purser standing besides her but not helping her (first impression is always the last impression) I couldn’t digest this so I decided to make him work, so I let the airhostess go ahead. I saw him coming back from the other end and stopped him to ask him to keep my bag in the compartment (I know it is not good manners to ask people to do work for you and if the airhostess would not have asked I was myself going to do it …. promise; but I don’t know what took over me and I decided to make him do it) The entertainment channels had started on the TV and it was showing ‘Bhool Bhulaiya’ (cut short to 2 hours). Then the lights were turned off and we slept for 2 hours (I had no intention of doing it and I had decided to stay awake for all 6 hours but the 3 hrs waiting at airport failed my plans). I woke up with some light coming through my half shut window; I quickly woke up and opened the cover. It was breathtaking view outside! We were flying over the clouds; I grabbed my DG camera and started clicking pictures. Time slipped like sand and it was time to land. The plane was slowly falling altitudes and then I could see my destination. There was an announcement that the plane will be landing in next 3 mins. I took a deep breath and down it went till it kissed the ground; I was willing to go through it again and again but it had already landed. Maybe I was the only one not interested in getting out; I came out last and was still watching the plane behind me (I took a photo of it to remember my flight).

First day was resting and having some fun in the evening. The hotel was wonderful and the rooms were well decorated (I forgot to call my mom as she had warned me to call as soon as I land in Mauritius). In the evening I got my mom’s call but she was not angry but more worried about me. We went to sleep early that day.

Day 2:

We visited the Ship Model museum where different kinds of ship models are kept from all over the world. You can effort to buy one for your good memories if you belong to the first world. Doesn’t matter seeing is also joy! From there we went to the glass factory where hand prints of famous personalities are kept for viewing. They had a factory outlet for there glass products but same here (first world). Then we went to Port Louis for shopping but I did not find anything that we couldn’t get in India (Mauritius imports most of its necessities like cloths from other countries like India). I couldn’t stop laughing when I saw my friends purchasing T-shirts from Mauritius (Truly ‘imported’ from India). People were speaking in tutala phutala Hindi what they knew from there ancestors (As they believe……. Many of the residents are immigrants from India. But without surname in Mauritians name it’s difficult to know the truth). I was looking for something different and so I bought a ‘Rain stick’ (as they call it) which is suppose to make noise of rain and further superstitiously bring rains! (I had heard the monsoon would be late this year but now when I take back the rain stick don’t be surprised if it rains in the last week of May…….. it’s me! and if it doesn’t, you can believe in the weather forecast). We had lunch in a hotel which promised to provide ‘Indian food’ (non sense…….no spices at all and they call is ‘Indian’. We all reciprocally decided to have burgers from the next day).

Day 3:

We saw the volcanic crater, Chamarel waterfalls and Chamarel (Seven colour earth formed by lava). I liked the Tortoise approximately 700 year’s old! Then we went to the beach and the rest of the day was spent in the sea waters.

Day 4:

We went to The Grand Bassin were the 108 ft. Shiva idol is erected (I looked like a Lilliput in front of the statue). We went to the Casela Bird Park and did Lion safari. My hotel was in Quatre Bornes which is quit equidistance from all places including the capital, Port Louis. The rest of the day was spent at the Grand Bay beach and the Blue Bay. We also visited the Gandhi Institute where the history of Mauritius is kept since 1957.

That’s all I wanted to write (so little… I can go on and on and on which will make this look like biography of Mauritius). Thanks for your patience

The Best Laid Plans

Peter Tager was the murderer?............... I couldn’t believe it. You got me right! I just finished reading ‘The Best Laid Plans’ by non other then Sidney Sheldon. It was incredible. It seems that at every few pages he was telling me and giving clues that this is the murderer and I couldn’t get them. Let me explain in brief. A young talented girl and a intelligent man get together for winning him a President campaign. They fall in love (naturally). Then there is a twist in the story. The man suddenly marries his ex-girlfriend and dumps our girl. She feels jilted and decides to take revenge. But now we have another smart, beautiful girl in the story, who is a reporter and likes to revel truth. Our first girl gets married to a rich old man who dies after some years. She takes over the business and gets back to her task. She expands the press her husband owns and makes it more profitable. Now there are some murders going on in between (young girl). Our intelligent man becomes the President to US. Now the story began. Our talented girl tries to expose him and suddenly she finds out that there is a link between the murders and Mr. President. What comes next is beyond imagination. Read it if you want to know and you will know how right I was. I took 3 days to read 1/4th of the book and 1 day to read the next 3/4th. Believe me it is worth reading! Let me know how you found it. You will definitely get answers to what happened to the reporter girl; did our talented girl complete her revenge and what happened to Mr. President?

Oh, He’s my favorite!

He’s my favorite novelist! Yes, I am talking about Sidney Sheldon. I remember reading his first book, when I was in my teens. I was not very fond of reading at that time, well who is! It was our library period and while searching the shelf’s I came across a book “The sky is falling“. I though it would be fantasy. It was indeed! Then when I joined my library I was so sure what to read. The first book I picked was ‘Master of the game’. It had the same passion. It had the same elements - Thrill, drama and romance. ‘The naked face’ was the next. Basic element plus some extra suspense. The story when fast and believe me it is superb. Then I came across ‘The Other side of me’; by the time I finished reading it I was truly infatuated with the writer. The next book was ‘Master of the game’. Needless to say, it is a memorable book. I just couldn’t stop turning pages. I though he couldn’t be better! But I was wrong when I next read ‘Rage of Angels’. It was amorous! Jennifer’s love is so gracious. Maybe that’s what true love is, sacrifice!

Yesterday I finished reading ‘The Sands of time’. I did not find the title very interesting but I can’t say the same thing about the story. It was a cluster of so many characters and there life's, tied to a single journey. It was like watching a Broadway. Every character has its importance and a role. And now I can’t wait to read his next book!

My Routine

Life seems to have come on track after a long time. So now I can do what I want. Friends have suddenly started showing which looks like my past. My routine is started again. Some people are bored of routine life, but for me life is best when it follows routine. Now I get time to read Sidney Sheldon. You might not be interested in knowing but he is my favorite. In fact if you skip out magazines from my life, he is the only one I read. I like the speed of his narration, the flow of the story and most important his passion! If you want to know about him in less time, just read 'The naked face'. My librarian got irritated and asked me "Thank god he has written only few books during his life time. After you finish his collection are you planning to continue with the library?" By now you must be thinking I must be a vigorous reader who read holding book in bus, train and places. But the truth is that I am not that luck! I read during weekends, only if I get time from loitering, hanging out with friends, watching TV and attending classes. That's because during the weekdays there is no time to do these things. I like to watch or rather I get time to watch only NDTV Profit at night during weekdays. I like watching it because my mom doesn’t have any of her melodramas at that time nor does my brother fights with me over the remote for watching his stupid F1 races at that time. It is the most peaceful time to watch TV. I still don't understand why people watch these racing cars, I know men are passionate about there cars but it seems weird that they are also passionate about men's driving cars faster then them, No offences please! But I have more interesting things to do as I live in the most happening place in India. Yes, you got it right...........'Mumbai!' I object on people calling it India's Financial Capital; that's not its true identity. It is the dreamland, an opportunity centre and a paradise for entertainment lovers! People might tell you that Life is fast in Mumbai, but if you ask young mumbaikars they have a dissimilar outlook.
I have specially written this for my friends with whom I am not able to keep in touch after several endeavors. Hope you read this, so they we can at least stay in touch