A Small Talk

I said: It's infinite,

She asked: What?

I said: The horizon I mean.

(But I wanted to say: My love for you.)

...Long silence...

She replied: My love for you is infinite too and you're such a nerd.

कुछ हाल ऐसा है

सोए हूए आँखों से नींद चुराना,
बीते हूए लम्हों से पल चुराना
आदत थी तुम्हारी,आदत ही रहेगी,
अच्छे भले इंसान से चैन चुराना

काँच पे बारिश की बूँदों का सफ़र देखो,
ना थमती ना रुकती
छूटे हुए यादों पे कैसे बसर करते हैं देखो,
याद कर जिन्हें भर जाए आँखें तो
ना थमती ना रुकती

कुछ हाल ऐसा है

New Office, New Team but Old Me.

So finally its Bombay eh?!

Also called as City of dreams, City of drama and now a City of a day sleeper –Me.

I’m responsible for so many things now. Like responsible for being irresponsible by not waking up early and missing office bus daily. I have become used to it and weird enough I like doing it.

Somehow that’s how my day starts.

In Bombay aka Mumbai aka Bumbae (whatever it is, I’m gonna use Bombay henceforth) everybody is shit busy. It took me so many days to realize that.  Infact I have heard people pray to not to meet any relative while going to work as it might just waste their time.

Even the beggar at the signal was busier than me during my first few days here; I mean he wouldn’t waste more than few seconds near one car if he won’t sense a benevolent person inside.

So unlike a regular IT team my team is not boring, and I being the youngest chap in the team surely gets pampered by them. Infact they have gotten me a new nick name “lover boy” (I am still confused why?), I know it’s cheesy but trust me its way better than ‘play boy’ or even ‘life buoy’ for that matter.

Apart from my team I made some new friends too, from other department. Few of them are really cute. So far my make-friends-and-be-nice-to-them motto is really going good.

After coming from Delhi I miss Metro the most. I think no transportation system in Bombay can beat it. Because apart from few buses (which have pretty low frequency), none of the transport system has AC inside. Not to mention Bombay local, perhaps it’s the only life threat I have it here.  I mean I find it pretty risky hanging from the door like a monkey. And by the time I reach home I smell like mixed sweat evaporated from so many people with whom I travel. But surprisingly I have like doing it. I meet so many strangers on my way home who travel with me at the same time like every day. There is a subtle care that we have for each other now. We ask each other about their well being and stuffs like that. So if an old man is asking you the reason behind your tensed face, am sure you will vent out stuff much easily and all your work frustration would just vanish.

It’s lovely that my blog opens here in my office computer but looks like there are so many issues pending on me and I can’t just keep writing this stuff now so will continue with some more interesting stuffs in my next post.

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