The THREE states...

Alright, let me first at the outset give credit to Mr. Bhagat for the name and apologize for using it. I try to be original always (apart from my regular quotes stealing habit from FRIENDS) and i dont happen to like this book a lot as well but it just sounded like a good name for what is coming your way now.

We can divide everything in states or phases like I recently learned in marketing management. All products have four phases, namely, Introduction, Growth, Maturity and finally Decline. I wont bore you with more details (and you are free wonder if I dont want to talk about it or if I know it at all). But the fact is that things can be always divided into phases and so can be our lives. For the time being, I would divide mine into 3 parts all of which have something in common in spite of being different overall.

The first one starts with the Bond.. James Bond. This was the time when I was in 7th, 8th standard and I used to watch a lot of James Bond movies with friends at home. But there was a catch, we used to watch it when no one was at home. Well mostly because all James Bond movies have scenes which are not suitable for adults, or rather not suitable for kids to watch when adults are around(well, this sounds about right). But one thing was sure, Bond had some serious style and we loved watching the movies for that (if you thought we watched it for something else then please stop your dirty mind :P ). So that's about the first phase, James Bond.


The next one... Jason Bourne (I hope you got the resemblance I was talking about). During engineering, I watched the Bourne series and was totally blown by it. Jason Bourne isn't totally like James Bond but in fact he is not at all flashy like Bond but much better in terms of style. James Bond was sidelined because of Bourne and some credit should go to Daniel Craig as well. (He makes Bond look stupid I guess probably he is trying to mix Bourne and Bond by not talking much but it simple isn't working).



And here is the current one. Being in Jamnalal Bajaj. You must have got the connection, all names are JB (I guess I didnt build up much of a suspense :P ). Its been just a few months, I am here at JB but I am having time of my life. Although the schedule has been hectic but along with friends I have been able to find out time to have fun. (I was trying to make it funny but cant seem to find any jokes, may be my powers are fading as I am going into more phases..Ohh Dear GOD.. :P ).

Finally, I end this one without knowing how to end it....If you find any suitable finish to this then please help me out but I guess there should not be an end to this one... :)

Forgive me for coming up with this... :|

Don't blame me for thinking about this. It's just the time which made me. That reminds me I should not be writing blogs when exams are going on. Oh, right, I am talking about exams. I hoped the picture made it clear right away. The thing that makes me and most of you go weak in the knees (for some totally different reasons) and makes me wanna sleep at just the mention of it. Exams.

We all have been writing exams since ...(alright that's gonna take some time). But you know what I mean. You go to school, college and you have have an exam sometime soon. What's funny actually is that you loathe exams so much but still you have to write an exam for getting into a college where you have to write more exams. Man, this word is getting on my nerves now. From now on I will call it a movie and writing it will be watching it, just for the sake of living through all this. So I was on entrance movies I guess. To be completely honest with you guys, I don't think entrance movies are bad but you will not realize the aftermaths until you get a good score in them and get into a theater (well calling colleges theaters just felt better in my head), and watch more movies again. I have had a lot of entrances and I actually liked watching ( :D ) those. But I just can't handle college movies (uhh...college movies, gives it a totally new meaning, if you know what I am saying :P). Whichever movie though, you can't avoid it.

Its a pity really that your movie score, if good, will buy you a great guy image at theaters ( Don't wanna be a sexist here but gals are generally considered padhaakoo so this doesn't apply to them. If you think its wrong, just think it as I am saying all gals are great :D.. :P). All the time you spend in different theaters, people will ask you about your movie score and that will decide how others see you. Your relatives and neighbors jump on you when your 10th, 12th results are out hoping you have flunked somewhere which they will tell their sons and daughters as "Wo dekha, hamesha khelte rehta tha, ab ho gaya na fail, now don't go out n play, nahi to uske jaise fail ho jayoge". And if you do well then again they will tell their kids "Agar usse jyada marks nahi laye na to pocket money band". God save those kids (I hope you didn't think our parents weren't smart :P).

If you thought any of the time reading this, that exams....err movies (phew) don't suck, then with all due disrespect, you are a scholar. But jokes apart (I guess we all kept those apart already, when we started on exams...damn...movies), you cant duck exams(ok forget it, we are back to normal slang), they will keep coming, and we will just have to go with it. You wont be taught anything worthwhile in colleges, well in most of the colleges, so writing exams doesn't really help with you anything. Because if you are not learning anything, then there's no good in evaluating that through exams. So I will stop this exam nonsense here, hoping you will make sure you learn something yourself in schools and colleges without depending on what they teach you. It doesn't have to be only acads because there are too many things to learn out there.

Haunted!!!

I got up. Its a regular day but weird. Regular because I had to get up early for college. Weird because its still dark. So much portion of my life has gone till now when I used to get up around 9 or even 10. Just getting up at 6 makes me feel proud of myself...and at the same time freaks the hell out of me. If I tell my old friends that I get up almost every day at 6 they would ask me to prove it or at least laugh hysterically about it and will say 'Abe tu...' (and then laugh hysterically some more). But I do it regularly now as I mentioned and yes, that day was weird for another reason.

It was a weekend and my dad had gone to hometown(BTW FYI...We do have college on weekends...). So, I got up around 6am (I am deliberately avoiding using the word Alarm which bloody woke me up..) and apparently I am alone at home. Its dark, I am lying there on the bed and I look out of the window and ....No there's nothing there. (Just because the title is haunted, does not mean its gonna have ghosts throughout.. :P). It looked quite calm outside. Sound of a train passing by from the station near my place. Rest is all serene. No matter how much I want to lie there in my bed feeling sleepy(as always), I have to get up. And I do get up like every other day. Then I get ready for college(brush, shower...blah blah...do not wanna go into details and you also stop imagine those :P).

With the last big task at hand, combing my hair, I will be ready to leave. I stand in front of the mirror and start combing when I thought I saw something in the mirror which was a reflection of the window behind (yeah if you guessed it, you got it right this time). It feels weird but I turn around I start going to the window when I start thinking about how stupid guys in horror movies go where they simply shouldn't and end up getting... well..you know. I retracted a bit but then thought what the hell. Lets have a look. Much to my disappointment(Read RELIEF) there's nothing there. I finish the rest of the stuff, shoes and all and lock the door and I left, my mind still on what happened about five minutes back.

These are the times when you realize disadvantages of living on the 17th floor and going to the ground floor in a lift...alone. So I am waiting for the lift. It comes. I get in. Press 0 and lift door closes. Just when I am thinking about some classic lift scene from a horror movie, the lights go off for a moment or so and it gets dark. I skipped a heartbeat but felt glad it was out for just a second or two may be. I get off the lift as soon as it reached ground floor. Yes, relieved again.

I am on the road now, walking to the station like everyday, feeling good that I am in public place now. Its about 7 am so there are people on the street (Its Mumbai after all!!! :D). I am walking on the right side of the road(dont get it wrong...I meant road's right side not the right side...baah..you get it I hope :P). So I am walking (:|) and I happen to look at a guy walking towards me who is wearing a cap at 7 am with hardly any sun out. Boy, that gets me thinking, much credit to the earlier events of the day. And to add some more suspense that guy is looking down. I cant see his face and some more movie scenes come to my head. I am this close to imagine him getting his head up and seeing void instead of eyes or some abnormally weird marks on his face, he looks up and kills all the fun(Read: You know what). Regular guy with a weird habit of wearing caps at unusual times I guess. And I move on.

I reach the station, train arrives in some time, I dont know how much, I am kinda occupied with thoughts already (You can guess ..). I get on that train and leave for college and start thinking 'Dude, you are just going to college now. The real horror hasn't even started yet.'

Something to get started!

It really amazes me how people can write so many blogs or rather how people write. These blogs I am reading have so much social or psychological content and I rather dont feel motivated or concerned about these aspects. But finally here I decided to combine my thoughts with the keyboard to come up with something, although I am not very hopeful that people will like it. Well, actually I dont think I will like it either.

Either I am not aware as much as others about social stuff or I do not find myself in putting forward my ideas or may be both. Not that I am worried about it, but third seems to me the likeliest possibilty. We face life everyday and to write about it feels like a unnecessary thing to me. I will go for fiction any day. A welcome change from all those mundane things you go through. But then again, it has to be good enough to make people read it.

I feel I should write more. Not that I think I can write well but its just a better way to express things. I have no idea how often I will be writing after this. But I will keep working on it and something will be out soon. Of-course something fictional.