Jitender Rawat's Blog

Never ...Ever....Again....

2010-03-07T10:38:00.000-08:00

This incident is a bit embarassing for me...but would share with u all anyhow...
Time : 1700hrs
Occasion : Cousin's Marriage
Tragedy : I10 stolen today morning
Purpose : Be in high spirits...coz life is good even if one had a sour break up weeks ago :)

Its friday evening....and i am in hurry to catch my cab on time. Cant afford to be late today. Its my cousin's marriage
and all my siblings have decided to have a blast (nothing much frnds...lots of vodka and vodka and vodka).

Pawan, aaj ghar jaldi pahuchna hai, I told my cab driver in excitement. He stared at me.

I reached my home just in time, as my family members were busy getting ready for the occassion.

Mamma paani to pila do, i said to my mom.....she ignored this completely....shadi mein cold drink pee lio... she said :)....

We reached venue, just few min drive from my home.

Time : 2000 hrs
Occasion : Cousin's Marriage
Tragedy : Dont expect tragedy after every 10 lines
Purpose : Locate siblings and b in high spirits, literally this time

Where is the gang? M i before time? What should i do in the mean?

Hmm, mom who is that girl, sunder, sushil, hot?
Kaun, Red Saari?
Haan haan, wohi....
Chup baith....jaa mere liye Tikki le kar aa..mamma shouted..

I went straight to the crowded stall, with my eyes appreciating the class work done by all the bueautician in the town. They do have some talent man.

Bhaiya, Red chutney bhi daal dena thodi.. :)

My phone rang as i handed over tempting plate of Tikki to my mom.

Hello,
Where r u? Tent ke peeche aaja.

I reached the real venue in seconds. And there stood my brothers, both elder to me with all specification(read Vodka + Juice) ready. Site was beautiful, better then the girl in Red Saari.

What took u so long?
Nothing, btw, whts ur fav color. Mine is Red

Time : 2115 hrs
Purpose : Try to remember my fav color

My phone rang again. This time it was Big Bro. He told me to come back and have dinner.
Lets wind up guys. Everyones waiting for us. I told my cousins as one of then handed over his cigrette to me.

I finished tht cigrette just in time when my Brother walked in.

Abey chal, khana bhi kha le, he said. I still think that he knew that we were smoking there. But he said nothing.
All four of us started walking to the table where my family was sitting.

Jeetu...Khana to kha le...We are getting late....mom said...
Aapne kha liya kya?....i said as i moved towards my mom

Blame it on those 4 pegs or my arrogance, i was way to too close to my mom. I sensed her facial expression changing. Pleasant smiling face was not there...

kya hua ma...

patak....her right hand landed staight on my left cheek....

Its not real...vodka..man..Chad gyi aaj to...

Tune cigrette pee hai kya...mamma shouted..

shit man...this is real for sure......i have been slapped right in the middle of a marriage with hundreds of prospertive wifes,father-in-laws, mother-in laws....

Ab yehi reh gya tha beta..

naah mamma, nhi...sach mein...(I noticed my bro standing right next to me)...bhai ne cigrette pee hogi.... i tried to find whether Red saari girl noticed what happened here...
It must have been a cracker....or DJ beat....nothing happened here sir...look into ur plate plz....is dat ur daughter dancing with bandwala...control her rather then looking at me....

And then, i saw Red saari girl, looking straight at me....

Love story ended....premature end...it cud have been something which cud have resulted in a similar kind of get-together....common girl it was just a slap...my mom loves me oderwise...

This episode is still fresh in my mind. Just cant forget it. Not because i got slapped in front of hundreds of people but as one of my close friend also say, it reminds me of the pain that my mom has undergone to see me in that condition.

Learning: Quit smoking or atleast never let ur mamma know that you smoke :)

Case of mistaken identity...

2010-01-25T04:22:00.000-08:00

It has been raining heavily. Me and one of my frnd decided to take a walk around the place to get the first hand experience of the much publicized Mumbai monsoon.

As we step outside our shabby apartment, i was relieved. Yeh building giragi aaj,forecast my frnd.

Situation was real bad. Roads were water logged, acting as tributries to the nearest Nala. Most of the offices were shut down fearing another 26 July like event. Not many people were VEER enough to step out of der home and take a walk in this kind of weather. But both of us were finding open sky more safe then our about to fall, jarjar apartment or shud i say KHOLI...

We started taking pics from our Mobile phone fro our orkut profile :). And der we spotted one mahindra being pushed by 4 young kids in there early twenties. Out of instinct i started taking der pics having no idea wht is about to happen.

The guys were sporting enough to strike pose for us. My frnd started interacting with them as i stand a bit far from them.

After few secs these guys starting pushing the car again. And out of nowhere, one of the guy looked at me and shouted 'INDIAN JEEP - NOT GOOD WHEN IT RAINS'.

Indian jeep, ok it was indian. But why do he has to justify it to me. M i not indian. Or do i not look like one. Typical case of mistaken identity. And doston its not that i got these kind of reaction for the first time. I am very much used to these kind of stuff. From people asking me whats the train fare from Mumbai - Manipur to When will Nepal get its cricket team, i have faced all these questions and have answered them with elan.

One nice thing that has happened is that i was out of mumbai much before MNS started beating non-mumbaikars. They dont allow fellow countrymen to step foot in der land, just imagine what they would have done to a not-so indian looking person :)

Its over finally....

2009-12-19T06:00:00.000-08:00

Common guys.... its a relief. I was not able to take it anymore. Yes its over.

No. I am not talking about Perfect Bride or Pati patni aur woh(disguisefull name).
The wedding season is over and man...what a relief. The time of year when 80% of indians are busy dancing in front of a Ghodi(Female horse) on the tunes of Brass bands, swinging indian currency in air with no respect....ohho..band karo yaar.And dont even ask me what rest of the 20% indians are doing. You know it better then me :).

One of my best friend got married this season and man, honestly rest of us(my other friends) have discovered a new kind of fear. Fear of getting married one day. Once one of your friend get married, life will never be the same for you. Mom ke pass ek comparison ka sadhan ho jaata hai. Dekh usne bhi kar li. Tu kab karega. Kahi tu gay to nhi...Pain again..

Believe me, the age that I am in right now is what i call Khunkhaar age. Everyday there a surprise in your email with a subject, 'Sweets at my desk. I got engaged'. And people believe me, majority of the times the sender will be a girl. Opportunity lost. Disappointment. Only one saving grace, Sweets are at her desk....chalo yaar...

By the way there one more bhojpuri channel coming up. Keep watching this space of more details.... :)

Kahi kuch atka hua hai

2009-09-10T08:01:00.000-07:00

Kuch to theek nahi hai....kahi kuch atka hua hai....
I am feeling as if I am in Coma, i know what is happening around me, i can hear people,there is something unlike usual happening, i can sense the uneasiness spread around me but i cannot do anything about it. I cannot react. I am helpless.There are mixed emotions Loss,Betrayal,Helplessness. I feel small. I feel very tiny.

Sitting in his chair, this is the current mental state of Raj, who till now was a live wire, happy go lucky personality,smart and sharp minded. He, to everyones belief, used to be the epicenter of happening in his workplace. His professional life was going great and his personal life was even better. He was planning to tie the knot and have a peaceful settled life, but suddenly, life took a ugly turn.

Good morning, said Raj.

Very Good morning Raj. So shall we start our discussion, he said.

Sure, I have been waiting to this for quite sometime now. Its the right time to discuss on how well i am doing in my work.

Raj was surprised to get this unexpected untimely discussion request from his boss but being an optimist,he was hoping for the best.

Discussion went on smoothly for few minutes. Raj was expecting a salary hike this time.

Raj, don't take this personally but I have observed few things about you and have got feedback from your peers as well. 'You have attitude problem', he said to Raj. 'You are inducing negative vibes within the team'.

'Are you talking to me. No he cant be' , Raj said to himself

We have seen that tasks assigned to you usually get delayed and are of low quality, he continued.

'............'

Raj was feeling embarrassed. He has not encountered these kinds of questions before. Doubts started creeping in his mind. His confidence took a beating. He was not the same Raj that has entered the cabin door anymore.

Most of the time, you are taking personal calls at work.

'...........'

Raj was numb. His mind has fallen deep into a black hole. Neurons in his brains were statued. He could hear his heart beat.He could feel every ounce of oxygen he was breathing in.Is this a bad dream. Come on...wake up Raj. This cant be true.

Do you have anything to say Raj

'..........'

Raj, hey Raj

Ohh.....yes....sorry Hari.....

No problem Raj, Do you disagree with me?

Hell yes i disagree with you, you moron. Raj wanted to shout this back to him, but he didn't

I have always put in 100 percent in my work Hari sir. In a moment, Hari has become Hari sir to him. In his mind he has already distant himself from him

But we have raised the bar now Raj. I am sorry to say but we dont need your services anymore.

Raj was shattered to hear this statement. Never, ever in his wildest, craziest thoughts, he had imagined somebody will say these words to him

Lets make is easy for both of us. Sign in these papers and pack your bags.

Raj was getting LAYED OFF. It wasn't his fault at all. But destiny these days is not made by GOD, but by your boss. So what, he has spent sleepless night working alone like a dog, so what he has proved his loyalty and importance time and again. No one cares here.

He made it easy of him like he has always been doing it for his coworkers in his professional life. He thought its not worthy enough to fight for his cause here now.The writing was on the wall and he accepted it with a brave face.

Stepping out of the building, Raj promised himself that he will not change himself for others. He will remain the way he is and will take life by its collar. He know he will see through this struggle and come up as a WINNER in the end

......to be continued

Back-bencher in my Cab.....

2009-08-13T11:52:00.003-07:00

"Jaise school mein back-benchers hote hai, apni cab mein bhi yeh teen back-benchers hai, jab dekho kuch na kuch chitter kutter bolte rehte hai. Ek bolne mein ustad hai, ek kuch na kuch plan banata rehta hai aur ek dono ko chadhata rehta hai".

These words were coming from one of my cab mate(manager in my company) and according to him i am the back-bencher in my cab who keeps on planning things which never take shapes.

I know most of us were back-benchers, in our school,collage,CAB. Maybe we were a pain in our teacher's ass but there got to be someone at the back and we volunteered/sacrificed ourself. Sitting at the back had its own share of fun and adventure. I still remember the days when I along with my back-bencher friends used to finish our lunch box mostly by the end of 1st period without our teacher having any air about it. All the laughs and giggles usually had their epicenter at the back. Not to forget those sleeping sessions when class got too boring.

Recently a study was carried out with the findings that most of the adventurous aka rambo-mithun-rajni etc kind of guys were back-benchers in their childhood.

The discussion went on in my cab till we passed this newly renovated Wine Shop, post which i lost track of it- reason, i started questioning myself whether 14 Aug is a dry day or not? Should i go ahead and buy my quota of Vodka for the next three days? That was my plan, which again as usual never took off. Came back home and had kisaan squash instead.

I want to confess that off late i have started enjoying smoking. It began with a puff and now i get these strong urges to go for smoke. I am trying hard to keep a tab on this really bad habit. Lets see how much i succeed.

Its 12:30. Got to go to bed. Kal office bhi hai. I am not lucky enough like one of my friend to blog during office hours :)

A Message from Indian

2009-07-28T09:25:00.000-07:00

Message from a true INDIAN

Lagaan Vs Don no 1

2009-07-14T09:04:00.000-07:00

M back. Curse ur senses...curse ur ISP provider...but m back with another one.
Last week was very hectic. Had to go visit desk of everyone at my office and forced them to read my new blog. Every mail send to me was having my blog's link as reply. I think i was successful in making atleast 2 guys read my blog. Alas, i have some readers now.

This sunday, it was a contest of lifetime for movie lovers. A real hard decision for them as they had to choose between Lagaan and Don No.1.
I myself was at the recieving end of this. I begged my family to watch Lagaan(Yes, the Aamir khan classic) but Lagaan didnt even stood a chance in front of Don No.1(Yes, the Nagarjuna super classic dubbed in 119 languages including konkani and manipuri) for them. But hey Heroine was good :).

Have to run now. Keep rocking.
(I have heard that even fakeiplplayer is following this blog closely. Copycats lol)

Hai junoon sa seene mein....

2009-07-12T07:52:00.000-07:00

Bore...bore...bore...Life is such a bore for a non committed twenty something guy. Every time its about to rain, the weather being so romantic and this twenty something non committed guy still searching for someone who can fill the vacant pillion seat of his expensive bike. Poor twenty something non committed guy. He is not aware of this fact that girls are looking for guys(twenty/thirty/forty/fifty something committed/non committed whatever - whoever) with Gaadi these days. Even nano will do but bike, a strict no.

Its not raining heavily this summer in Delhi but at times the weather is a treat to the senses. Cloud cover over magnificent sky high towers. Wonderful experience, really. This pic i got from Hindustan times front page of Gurgaon @ 3:10 pm.

World witnessed full solar eclipse today morning. Last time we had full surya grahan, every news channel was shouting that this kind of eclipse will happen only after 100-200 years. This time also they are saying its going to be a once in a lifetime thing. I am disappointed since i was sleeping when this once in a lifetime stuff was taking place, but hopeful that like there last prediction, this one is also not very calculative so i may see the full surya grahan in future and pray that it happen during normal working hours( i.e. 8-5) :).

Hai Junoon sa seene mein, this chartburster from the movie New York. I was fond of this song until recently one of my friend commented,yeh gaana YUVA baniyan ke liye ekdum fit hai. He elaborated the idea more(i think he has given it more thought than the actual poet), imagine 6-7 boys with degree(lets say MBA) in their hands and singing this song with background banner saying YUVA baniyan. This song will never be same for me.....

There's one new book in stores these days, flirting in good faith, gaining popularity day by day. Written by IIM-Calcutta ex student, it takes a light view on today's youth thought process. Recommened to all those who are still young at heart. I have ordered my copy but theres a waiting period of atleast 7 days. So guys n gals....book ur copy now....

Life is still good....

2009-05-24T01:41:00.000-07:00

It has been quite a while since my last post. Actually after getting the kind of response that i got, it really takes enormous courage and guts to try again. After some sittings with doctor, here i am mentally prepared to bring more pain to my readers.....I thank you all.....lol

Recently got hold of new kailash kher song.....wonder why in most of his songs he is singing the line which shud ideally have been for the girls. Saiyaan, Teri Dewani and now the latest one Aooji....whatever..... HE truely ROCKS, miles ahead of most of his contemporaries.

Finally we all can enjoy the aroma and taste of Tunde Kabab in Delhi now. Visited NFC community centre and found out that Grandson of Mr Tunde had brought the legacy here. I mean Grandson,insane man....Dada ne saari mehnat kari aur uske potey uska naam use kar rahein hai(Pota to tunda bhi nhi hai :) )....sahi hai boss. Salute to Mr tunde.
Look around guys.Some people are making history right in front of us. Take the case of RUPA, she is also making her name immortal. RUPA has made her name synonymous to chaddi.

Shopkeeper : Kya chahiye beta
Ladka : Uncle ek rupa dena,medium.
Shopkeeper : Stock nhi hai beta, i just have small. Kuch aur le lo. Naya brand launch hua hai... Madhuri...
Ladka : Nahi uncle, aap small hi de do... mein manage kar loonga.

But on a serious note, the shami kabab served @ Tunde were really delicious to say the least. Place is nothing to boast but then we don't have to take a train all the way to Lucknow now. Really recommended to all non veg lovers.

Mom shouting for dinner...got to go now...no kabab for dinner though.
Keep rocking coz life is good.

Life is Good at Machan....

2009-05-03T02:13:00.000-07:00

The occasion was named 'Life is Good' and the participants included all the frustrated guys of my team. Just by naming Life is good, i think we were trying to find out reasons to celebrate...although there was none to be honest (time and again my sisters marriage, held almost 2 months back,was also poping up as one of the reason).

The king of the gang, Mr AB took charge as usual and invited all the concerned parties. Nandy, KS ,Raju and Raka - the Rock agreed immediately but it took some emotional (yaari-dosti) stuff for RC's approval (Married guys actually attract more disease that a single guy can ever think off). Since there was no work at all in office and Mr AB has just finished implementation last Sunday, we all were waiting for clock to tick 5:30. In between we had several rounds of SwissBall and Carrom, just to keep us busy. I think we are having more fun at work then the Fun committe itself :).

Finally, it was five thirty and all the oldies started their way back home. We all were raring to go as well. Again to keep with the tradition, we had change of plan at the last moment and now instead of Pind Balluchi(suggested by me or was it AB), we zeroed in for Machan(reason --> Cheap drinks, Cheap drinks, Cheap drinks).

Machan @ Gurgaon, seems to be a nice place at the first glance but the icing on the cake was the Big Screen playing IPL match, MI Vs KXII. MI were bowling. Bad luck but still we can have our drinks. AB-Raklia ordered Teachers Half, Raju-Me went for Beer and others sane ppl had Juice, Limca. With each sip, our fascination for Sachin keeps on growing like anything. For us it was 11 sachin playing for MI. Sachin was bowling and keeping as well. LOL. We cheered each wicket as if we have share in MI team.
Teachers half was repeated for AB-Raka and Raju this time. I too had one peg from it. KXII innings was over and they was bundled out for 119. We all shouted in unison that MI have this match in pocket. Relieved, we had our main course and prepared to leave. The food was not something to write about but yes, cheap drinks, ambiance and company made up for it no doubt.
Mr AB and Raka were in seventh heaven now, enjoying the moment to the max. It was time to leave and we all left for home.
Drive from Gurgaon to Noida was nice but as soon as I reached home, I was confused to see MI scorecard. Fools lost an easy game.
But nonetheless, Life was Good @ Machan.....

Machan-The Family Restaurant, Sector 42, Gurgaon
Opp. American Express India Times
Ph :95124-2578629

Rating
Food - *
Drinks - *****
Price - Food is expensive for the place. Drinks are cheap.

Trying my hand....finally

2009-05-03T00:50:00.000-07:00

Finally...after reading Fakeiplplayer blog for some days...this blogging bug has bitten me. The power to keep reader at the edge of the seat all the time really caught my imagination. But what should i write. Likhon kya? As KK enquired Topic kya hai ??? M still searching for one.

Being the first time blogger that i am, i think its gonna take few extra mins,hours or days for things to get in shape but this time i will make sure that i have my colors ready to paint the picture....