Mohini's Baby

Yesterday, we (I, Anshuman, Honey, Sonal, Gaurav Sharma) went to Mohini’s place. She has recently given birth to a baby boy. NICEEEE !!! Ruchi, Deepak and Gaurav Sarda were also supposed to come with us, but due to something or other, they could not make it. Anyways ... we all reached at Mohini’s place at around 5:30 PM. We congratulated Mohini and stayed there for almost couple of hours. We also met Aarav (Mohini's baby boy) ... he was sleeping. He was cute as button ... really tiny.

After that, we planned to play some Poker at Honey’s place. Anshuman got an urgent call from home so he left. Therefore, it was only four of us for the Poker game. We played Poker for couple of hours and then came back home. All in all, it was a fun filled evening yesterday ... feels good to catch up with good friends once in a while.

Basement and Super Sitare

After a long time, the basement gang got together yesterday and had some fun. The basement gang – Me, Gaurav, Payal, and Vihan – was formed in the basement of GL (hence not so clever name for our group ... ahahahaha). When I joined GL in June 2005, I got the Bowstreet project. Gaurav, Vihan, and Payal were also new to the project. Even though the entire project got on famously, we 4 really formed a good rapport and we remained good friends even after all these years. Gradually, most of us left GL, but that doesn’t meant that we didn’t met ... although the frequency of our get-togethers have decreased over the period of time, but we still do meet and party once in a while.
Yesterday was one such fun filled night. Couple of days back I was chatting with Payal and I told her that it has been a while since we all met ... and since all of them are in India (which is rare these days), we should seize the moment and party. So we all gathered at Super Star (we call it Super Sitare ... ahahaha) ... had little bit of booze and food (yeah ... just enough to get filled and soaked ... ahahaha). The masti (fun), the jokes, pulling each other’s leg, booze, food, catching up with life and work, the cheque fights ... aah ... good old days. We all decided to take a break and go somewhere ... the plan was for the coming weekend, but Gaurav’s has a family function to attend. So the plan is postponed by a week ... so I am hoping nothing else comes up.

Travel Blues

This week I tried lots of travelling options from Noida to Delhi. Coming to Noida in the morning is not an issue as I take a chartered bus from Pitampura to Noida Sector 62. The bus leaves from Powerhouse (my bus stop) at around 7:40 AM and it reaches Noida Sector 62 at around 9:15. So it’s kinda OK to travel in it. Getting a seat is little difficult but still this is the best public transport option to reach office at time. However, the evenings are bit tricky. There are two chartered buses which ply from near my office, but the timings are not great. One leaves at 5:15 PM and the other leaves at 6:45 PM. Both of them are not suiting me well as the first one is too early for me and the second one is too late. So I’ve been trying out different modes of transportation throughout this week. I tried taking buses from sector 62 and sector 12. Yesterday I even tried the Sector 62-Anand Vihar-Dilshad Garden route via autos and then took the Metro to Pitampura. After trying all of them, I found out that all takes the same amount of time to reach home. And since all of them are not direct ways of travelling, they are really tiresome for me. So I think I have to stick to the 6:45 chartered bus for the time being unless I find a better alternative.

Wasting nearly 5 hours in travelling to/fro office is not the best way to spend the day, but what can I do? I gotta earn the living so I guess I have to bear with it. Sometimes I feel that I should start doing the carpool, but then it also has its own problem. The worst being – I have to wait for everyone to get in the car. If I try coming on my own car – alone – then that would cost me dearly. Aah !!! why am I not filthy rich ... why do I have to work hard for every thing.

I miss can't haves

After coming back from London, I have been bingeing a lot. This makes me wonder ... why? Before going to London, I was on a controlled diet to make myself healthy. But after coming back, I have been eating like I never ate before. The only rationale that I can think of is that I didn’t had the option of eating home made food in London. This might sounds little weird, but it is the truth. My mind plays such games – when I stay at home, I don’t eat food like daal-chawal (pulses-rice), rotis (Indian bread), etc. I prefer to eat salads and fruits to keep my weight in check. But when I came back, I just ate and ate over the weekend. The thing is – I started missing solid food when I did not had a choice ... weird isn’t it. Similarly, when I stay at home, many a times I don’t interact with family ... probably I take them for granted ... my bad. But when I was there I missed my family ... dearly. Again, the rational remains the same. I feel the worth of things only when they are not near to me or when I know that I can’t have it. I feel restless ... it drives me crazy.

Is it human nature to miss things when they are not near or is it just me?