Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Flashback Happens

You are sitting on a chair, in the darkness, staring out into the moonlit sky, trying to draw out a skew figure connecting the stars. If this has ever happened to you then you are in either one of the situations below:
  • Completely ‘Vella’…and have nothing to do.
  • Lost in the thoughts, thinking of someone.
  • At a junction of life, where you don’t know what to do.
  • There is a slow sad melody playing in the background.
You are looking into the sky, seeking out to the messiah to help you. You stare at complete blackness, unknowing of what path to take. Your mind wanders, at its will, memories flow and then FLASHBACKS HAPPEN.

I met two of my old friends, after probably a gap of 10 years or so. We hadn’t met each other in a long time, hadn’t been in touch, didn’t even have each other’s numbers and were just friends on Facebook. 

In December, 2011 we had a reunion, met each other’s friends and formed a little group of our own. We were kids back then, each of us now grown up adults standing on their own feet, ready to enjoy their newly found freedom.

We worked hard, but partied harder! Hung out with each other in whatever free time we had. Life was a breeze in the fast lanes of Hyderabad.

It started with a ‘legendary’ (Yes! that’s the word) party @ Kismet, The Park on New Year’s Eve. A night, on which, we drank till we couldn’t stand any longer and danced till we dropped dead. I barely remember anything else. 

We used to hang out @caffe latte, a kinda ‘how I met your mother like place’. A place where, we talked all sorts of crap, took out all our frustrations, spent all our hard earned money and above all a place for every occasion especially on Karoke nights.

We explored almost all the cool places but in the end I loved the late night parties @ Adi’s and my own den. Here were two places that were home to the greatest ‘nautankis’ of all times.

There were sudden plans and each one was instantaneous and legendary in itself. Whatever the destination, Club 8, Rush Sports Bar, Spoil, Airport etc. (I just can’t remember them all) all of them have an epic story to tell.

Three of them stand out though.
  • The night in Spoil, on which ‘Chumpi’ scored a DJ and ‘Poo’ took on the DJ.
  • The night on which ‘Chumpi’, ‘Prabs’, ‘Suppu’ and ‘Pranu’ went out for a night bike ride. We flouted all rules, performed stunts and took the police to task. (I can’t explain further)
  • My B’Day celebrations in Airport with ‘Chumpi’. I have never had a better one in my life.
We stood up for each other, took care of each other, formed a little world of our own and were happy living in it. Today, we are separated by distance, though our hearts are bound by the thread of friendship. We sit in different parts of the country/city and when we close our eyes…It all Flashes Back.

At this very moment, I remember and miss
  • ‘Chumpi’, for all the bossing around she did, for all the ‘nautanki’ she did, for making awkward all the situations we were in, in short for being herself.
  • ‘Yash’ for being the cool daddy of our group. For taking all the tensions on himself. But dude, we kinda loved/hated you being senti now and then and crying ‘what am I doing with my life’.
  • ‘Prabs’ for the sheer hot and awesome chick she thought she was and actually was. For how she managed to do ‘nautanki’ without being high. And that famous dance step of her.
  • ‘Adi’ for the care free, performer of the year guy he was. Never cared a thing about the crap we did! 
  • ‘Nehi’ for the bringing the hyderabadi flavor in us. For showing us what a pro she was in everything.
  • ‘Poo’ who loved all of us so much, that she came from as far as RJY to party with us.

P.S. Sentiyapa on a day where I missed being with each and every one of you. :)

Monday, April 23, 2012

Ditch your “EX”... Find your “X”

It has been a long time that I have really had some time to myself. Running from here to there, after and behind things, living through ups and downs...Gosh life is hectic! Strange as it may seem but I finally managed to find some time for me on a crowded APSRTC bus on the roads of Hyderabad.
You plug in those noise isolation ear phones, immerse yourself in the lyrics of your favourite song, add to that the cool breeze on a summer evening ...doesn't matter you are in a crowded bus with chaos around...thoughts and memories come flooding back!

The thought of the day is Ditch your “EX”... Find your “X”!

For those of you who have loved and didn’t get anything in return this is your mantra! You haven’t lost anything... In fact you gained a lot...saved a lot of time, energy and money. Kick that “Ex” outta your mind and begin the hunt for the new “X”.

The “X” may be a new GF/BF, new passion, new hobby, new fantasy or a new desire. Find it, Pursue it and Nail it.

No longer will you wait for that lonely message in the day, No longer will you feel the pain of unreturned calls, No longer will you stalk him/her on FB and no longer will you get depressed thinking of your “Ex”. Swallow the bitter pill and Move on. There is plenty available in the market.

Initiate the change and you will feel a whole lot better. Discover the joy in talking with your family more often, feel the love and care of your mom again and experience the warmth of your dad!

Channelize your energy into your work/studies and in no time you will find success kissing your feet. Find some new friends...Hangout...Party...Go to movies...In short...Get a life!

Become the master of your whims and fancies again. Do the things you loved doing but haven’t done in a long time. Hit the gym...Join a dance class...Learn to play the guitar...Pamper yourself...Splurge money on You... You should be the King/Queen in your life!

Be spontaneous...Live life as it comes...Take it in the stride!

The sooner you ditch your “Ex” and find your “X” the better.

The search has well and truly began!

P.S. A compilation of self motivating thoughts on a journey from Secunderabad to Madhapur in the crowded APSRTC Bus No. 10H.