a DAY in the LIFE of DBA

A fantastic day not so cool not so hot… Just a perfect day for the daily office routine…. Let me wash myself after the long erotic dreamy night and let me get dress myself in the best attire possible because there is some waiting for me in the office. Guys definitely if it’s with me I hope you are not the exception for the same. We dream of somebody, roam with somebody and at last get together well with somebody. Well that’s real life. So I get dressed in my best blue shirt and black jeans. The maid till then is ready with hot ALOO PARATHA’s. Anurag had his share as he is the early riser among us. Atul is still struggling with his bath. Ajit can still find time to dream behind his cozy warm RAZAI. As we all say, “SHARMAJI COMPANY KYA AAPKI SASUR KI HAI KI JAB CHAHO CHALE JAATE HO”….. To which he clamly replies “APNI HI HAI YAAR” and moves behind his warm blanket to dream about TANNU. The clock stucks 8 and here my mobile sings “YE DOORIYAN” and flashes Rekha Aunty’s number. The cab is on time. Apart from few jokes and little chat “KI KITNI THIRD CLASS MOVIE THI YAAR WOH” we don’t speak more with cab mates and me and ATUL sitting behind in the cab lost in our own worlds discuss lots of things ranging from 36-24-36 to “ARE YAAR MUJHE USKO DEKH KE SAMJH HI NAHI AATA KI WHO LADKI HAI YA AURAT” and “KAL RAAT NEHA KO MEINE DEKHA.. YAAR KYA BOLU TUJHE….” And the rest of the conversation you can imagine…… (For your reference…. NEHA IS A GIRL….. J)

Office on time!!!!!!! Now it’s time to work. Literally I don’t wanna discuss my day out here because if I do so half of the people will leave my blog and commit suicide as they did after watching RGV ki AAG and not to mention there won’t be good comments on my blog to which I need the most. I am not an enthralling script writer like James Cameron but I wanted to make my blog readable for readers so if you had read my first paragraph carefully and dhyan se the following is completely contrast to the first one and that’s how my real life goes.

TRINNNNNNNGGGG TRIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGGG !!!!!!!!!!! Shouts my clock…. Oh God it is 7:00 am…. Was I dreaming????????? I will be late for office… I get up and rush to my daily STOMACH RELIVING ACTIVITY… Anurag is already up but still in his YOGA AASAN that helps him create pressure…. Atul and Ajit still dozing off.. I relieve all the dirt from my stomach and see the watch its still 7:15 a.m. ATUL UTHA JA BE..7:15 ho gaye hai… CHAL JALDI FRESH HO JA…. With red sleep filled eyes he gets up and follows his daily routine… Till then I find sometime to spend with my COZY friend RAZAI.. Its 7:30 a.m Anurag is all set with his bath and Atul has just arrived back after leaving all his shit in KOMOD…. Till all this time Ajit is still in bed…. “ABE NAHALO PAANI GARAM HO CHUKA HAI” – says Anurag and “ABE TU KAHAN UTKE JAA RAHA HAI…RUKK PAANI GARAM HONE DE DO LOGO KE LIYE FIR EK SAATH NAHA LENGE…ABHI TO SADE SAAT HI BAJ RAHE HAI….7:40 TAK SOYENGE…FIR 7:48 TAK NAHENYEGE AUR 8:00 TAK TAYYAR HO JAYENGE…” a detailed analysis of time schedule given by Atul… Every night I go to sleep saying I won’t fall pray to these golden words by ATUL, but every morning I am really helpless and go in flow with him… We both enjoy the warmness and coziness of single blanket ;-) till 7:40 and then we rush to bath….. In all this hosh posh Ajit gets up and goes for his daily routine… I pre-occupy one of the bathrooms and Atul keeps on shouting “SHARMAJI SO GAYE KYA.. JALDI KARO CAB NIKAL JAYEGI…. ARE YAAR PATA NAHI YE SHARMAJI KYA KARTE REHTE HAI ANDER…..SO GAYE KYA?????SHARMAJIIIIIIIII”…… Flussssshhhhhhhhhh!!!! Goes the sound and Ajit is out… NO time to waste and Atul follows the suite. We are already running late… Our Tiffin’s are packed by Anurag the only early riser in our group the phone keeps on singing “YE DOORIYAAN” & “HULCHUL HUI” (To those lame readers let me clear out these are the ringtones of me and Atul respectively)…. We are late for cab… Cab members scold us for that and we have no words to reply back….. Atul keeps on crying for his day….”AAJ MERI MEETING HAI…MUJHE DEPARTMENT CHANGE KARNA HAI….MUJHE DEVELOPMENT MEIN JAANA HAI……” and above all “YAAR MUJHE GHAR JAANA HAI..” … This is the thing that irritates me more… Are you still a baby to feel so homesick.. Well we often have debated but surely no comments on him on this blog…. And above all you wont have seen a psycho like ATUL who can mail to all higher managers in the company to change his department or working profile and when the issue was not sorted out by them he mailed to the Union Administration which included some of highly profiled people like KAPIL SIBBAL, PRATIBHA PATIL and MANMOHAN Singh… Luckily those mails were blocked by the mail administrator. Can you imagine this situation, where your department or working profile is not changed that too in private firm and you are shaking the throne of the government… Well this is not the only case in the company… There are few more cases like this too….So where were we, yaah and no other topics except “AMAN AANE WALA HAI ISS WEEKEND PE….”, “MOVIE DEKHNE CHALTE HAI….”, “MEIN PAISE WASTE NAHI KARUNGA..” till we reach office.. Grow up guys …. Don’t we have some other topics to discuss as the one in my dream. J After a lot of roller coaster ride tracks (seriously the roads are awesome in negative way over here) we finally reach our destination. I always feel a feeling of horror spring into me as I reach this campus. But can’t escape. I have to face it. So that’s how my day starts actually and I still have no idea on how my day ends. Life is completely churned up and taken a U-Turn after my M.Tech days.

Blessed wre those days of M.Tech where we had enough time for chit chatting, movie, outings and datings…… And if some time left from all these activities… STUDYING would be preferred…….I know most of my blogging friends are my M.Tech friends so I don’t need to clarify how the days were at IIIT Allahabad. If I believe so should you that “IF THERE IS HEAVEN ON EARTH…..IT’S NONE OTHER THAN IIIT-ALLAHABAD…………”

This doesn’t mean at all that the institute is paying me handsomely for promoting it on my BLOG…. But the one’s who have passed out and the one’s who are still struggling to get out of the clutches of the HITLER aka dictator M.D.Tiwari his highness, the Director of IIIT-A, are very much aware of the fact that the resources and the comfort that they experienced at IIIT-A were the best and will be the best in there damn whole career (leaving food aside of course…..)

I received many suggestions from my viewers ranging from my roomies begging me to write about our everyday adventures to my bestest best friends wanting to know more about my life after M.Tech. Some even came up with the idea that I should concentrate on love stories and above all few comic incidences in our daily life.

Each one has it own choice of reading so I wont force anybody to read the further content over here and above why do everybody wants to focus himself or herself on my blog. Why so ????????? Even some after getting inspired from me have offered me to write the blogs for them saying “I KNOW THEM VERY WELL….MORE THAN THEY KNOW THEMSELVES…..” A sheer excuse to run away from putting efforts to write down there experiences in words.

Well when I started writing my second blog I thought of writing about my daily office experiences. But after the final version came out I myself got bored out and found that I was writing the script of RGV’s upcoming next AAG-2… It was such a horrible experience…. So this is my second version of the blog….. I know it very well it is not so interesting but before ending my blog I would like to give you the epilogue of my upcoming blog…………

******************************************************************************

A VERSION FROM MY NEXT BLOG

“What would be the best thing than to start with some story telling….. And that to if story starts with LOVE and Ends with so many twist and turns…………

I have faced a wholesome journey of LOVE where I have seen relations starting up from friendship, picking up with love and ending with a disaster called marriage.

Also some stories starting with a crush moving on with love and ending up with sex.

Some stories are stories for life time more like filmy stories of SIRF TUM fame just to go with, here, the mediator is not letters but more of electronic media like ORKUT, GTALK and FACEBOOK…

Some stories are more like fantasy…. You cannot even imagine them but they are true and absolutely obsolete. To begin with imagine a BOY & GIRL not meeting for years…. Just a call or two in years. 1 on Valentines day and other on either’s Birthday and still so faithful for each other that they don’t mind seeing someone else even for TIMEPASS……..A BENCHMARK FOR LOVE……..NOT LOVE-MAKING of-course J

Some love stories have a flavor of trust and worthiness in them and these types of love stories are kind or more matured and sentimental.

While some stories die out before they even begin leaving behind a half baked relationship of friendship…That to of mere name….. The reason unknown by both of them and leaving the guy and his friends in a soup thinking what went wrong when all we did was up to the mark and none of us thought this will be the end…..

Some love stories move on with a good move and a wonderful phase…. Carry on to there apex part of friendship and stay over there making the relationship more stagnant… The relation neither remains for so called friendship neither does it advance to love… Leaving the GUY & GAL in WONDERLAND……….

Some love stories begin with hard work spending months and days to impress a GIRL…….And when he finally wins her, he loses her because either of them is not able to pace with each other and then they remain thinking what we did was it good or mistake of lifetime…..

Some love stories start for mere fun and ultimately sex part of it…. But man when such people fall in love history is created…..

Some love stories are friend forced….. DOST itna chane ke jhaad pe chada dete hai…. That the guy feels he is SHARUKH and girl KAJOL and goes haywire to impress the girl and when he comes to know the truth about the girl and what tricks his friends played on him its to late and just what is left over is a GYM…………………………

While some love stories churned out to be the world’s best and most romantic stories… Everything seems to be just perfect and fine…. When you feel all you have got and you need no more…. The tragedy strikes for which there is no way out…………………”

******************************************************************

See just the content I thought of writing made my blog half filled …… So readers which love story will you like to hear first….. Poll it and the max polled love story will be the content of my next blog……….

To mention over here…….. All the names will be dubbed for PRIVACY constraints and before the blog is published the original characters will be sent a copy of the blog for editing….. In sense they don’t want something to go on display in public or would like to add something….. But they won’t have the right to block the blog…..

And after the summary of above mentioned love stories the real world characters will be on toes now… Cursing me and waiting to fuckkkkkkk me …(in other sense….)…..

Well this is just my past time activity my real blogging as I described will be about you….. I have sorted out the list about the people closed to my heart whom I really wanna PAY tribute…. So guys no need to mention about yourself in the blogs written by you I will focus you in more presentable way….. The list is as follows…..

ATUL, ANURAG, AJIT L>

MUKESH, MAHENDRA, MANOJ, RAHUL

My two new adopted sons AMAN and CHANDU

My rest of the M.Tech chumps…….

My lovable Juniors (ADIL, SHAHID, FARHAT, RISHI, SAURABH, AMIT)

And the rest of my B.Tech friends list is more than vast although two people I would like to mention because I have to say more on them…..ANUPAM & RAHUL (moreover they will be the only people reading my blog and commenting J)……………………

So vote and cross vote whom you want to reveal out….. And please don’t try to blackmail me emotionally as to MERE BAARE MEIN LIKH PEHLE….. The out-comings will be purely on the basis of voting so vote for yourself I wont mind but if you do so also cross vote for someone else so that it would be fare….. So guyzzzzzzzzz …… Ready for JOURNEY OF LIFETIME….. Start you votes the moment to finish reading it….

A gentle reminder the voting is for the UPCOMING LOVE STORY and UPCOMING PERSONALITY OF THE WEEK….. So go on and vote……

P.S.: Two names are not mentioned because I need to take their permission so that they won’t file a case for violating privacy rights… Rest all of the above are defaulters and they need to be exposed out………………………….