Made a new website for myself

Dear All...

This blogspot is stale now and I made a new website for myself.

www.VIZARD.me

Catch me there and get your naughty bone tickled..!!
Check my sight and you will understand as WHY...!!

Luv all,
V..!

Hot Blood

There was some blood donation campaign in our office and all the people with higher blood levels went to donate their blood. Being a guy of the same kind I also went to donate my blood for the first time in my life. I have absolute no idea how the whole process goes.

That whole area was stinking with spirit smell but clean and hygienic. People are looking so upset as if they came there to donate their kidneys. Might be half from each kidney making it one together. I wonder whats there to feel upset about giving few ml of blood for the needy. I was asked to take my seat for my turn by some guy at the entrance. He looked thin n starved as a mosquito aptly suiting for his job as an in charge. Me smiling and looking at all the temporary posters hung and posted on the walls I spent some minutes awaiting my turn. One of the posters I observed was with the word DONATE on the top and below was Pamela Anderson in the center holding two placards at her elbow level with BL in one hand and D on the other hand. I couldn't understand what it is all about. Anyway I was called and I went in. There was this fair chubby intern in her white tight apron. I gave AM EXCITED TO SEE YOU kind of smile and sat. Quick glance of her, I noticed she has this name tag as "Pronathi Mukharjee" on the right side of her bust. I don't know what is the left one called. I didn't dare to ask her . But wondered doctors sure have name for everything.

She asked me to show her my finger. I involuntarily showed my middle finger. She became pink and said not that finger. Realizing my mistake, sheepishly I gave her my ring finger thinking if she going to put a ring to me. She said Mr.Vineel show me your forefinger. My inability to understand singular and plural I showed her all my four fingers. She turned red and said in loud voice "point finger you idiot" but muzzled the last two words. Confused as what to point and with which finger, I put my fore finger as if I am pointing to her name tag. She now screamed "turn it over mister". I thought its the chance for my dream come true and was about to extend my hand further to turn it over. Realizing my innuendo that Bengali doctor held my wrist like a taekwondo professional pressed it hard and turned it upside down. I heard a crack somewhere between my nerves there. Before I realized I saw her take my fore finger into her mouth like a cannibal and snip of a bit of my finger including half of my nail like a piranha. The truth is she has put that incisor needle with all that revenge into my finger resulting in a small red fountain on top of my finger. I said wowwww and asked her if she can take a snap of that with my cell so that I put it in orkut. She ignored it. She collected all that fountain in some funny shaped glass container. I asked "is that all am I done". She said this is for sample test. After a lil while she said I have 15% of hemoglobin and its a good sign. I said tanks. Later she said "to go straight turn left you will be right". Thinking about the poster I saw outside replacing Pam with Pronathi I went straight turned right and I was left..I mean left alone. Back trailed my path I found the area where everyone is donating blood.

Now another intern saw me from distance showed me the bed beside her and beckoned me to come near her. I was like :-O :-O is that real...? Went gleaming and said is it okay like in front of everybody we do this. She said how do you want to do it? Crossed legs I said you wish. She made me lie down and took a big long wire. I thought she is going to tie my hands to the cot and strip me naked. As soon as I lied down she has lift my sleeves. That was kinky. Before I realized whats happening I saw myself with that wire tied to my arm and a big syringe into my nerves a nice polythene bag collecting my blood and it is in fluorescent green. I shouted at the top of my voice and everyone came running. Almost broke I said is my blood in green color. All those lady interns laughed saying its the bag color not my blood color. When they were laughing I was smiling and giggling. Isn't it nice to see so many female interns standing beside you and you seeing them from down. Thats why I say, Life is always wonderful. Just that you need to look at all the wonderful things God has made.

After some time they said its done and measured the blood content. It was 360 ml of my blood ready to be used. Feeling happy for the number I walked from that place thinking about the name tag of Pronothi and my unanswered questions still lingering in my mind.

Interviews Made Easy

New simple ethics in the way of crackling interviews useful at all general-purpose levels. Am talking about how to deal with the most general questions so simple - yet hard and confusing to answer.

Lets
begin:

1.Tell me about yourself
Ans : Generally this will be your first question. Usually they expect you to say about yourself at least for 3-5 mins depending upon your position and company. Tell about your academic qualifications. Don’t give redundant answers. You can even tell about your extra curricular achievements and sports. Always start with a pleasant smile. This is your first question and do remember all the remaining questions will be based on what you are going to answer to this question.

Coming to the questions like tell about your family or father -
Eg: When you say your father is a farmer and you studied in a reputed college it will definitely makes an impact which tells about your capabilities and hard work. Even you can spoof him saying like that. Take at least 3-4 mins to finish this question. Dont change your accents. You cant carry it long but be smiling and positive. It always pays. Always remember to start with something catchy and interesting. Try to deviate the interviewer to the place where we are strong and can talk something on that.
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2.What are your hobbies?
Ans: Be careful. If you say something like paper reading, you are at stake. Don’t prone yourself to any kind of tougher questions. Say something different which will show your uniqueness. Say you are good at making clay toys. This shows your creativity. Say you are good at cooking. Avoid saying philately or numismatics etc. Its old and it stinks! Instead say interior designing, or you can organize things, or you take initiative or conduct developmental programs something like that.

Be unique. Above average and ordinary. But you should be able to say something or the other on what you have said. As you sow, so you reap.

If anyone asks me I may probably say Origami or Cubism or I may even say making kites. Its all in the way how you put it.
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3.What are your strengths and weaknesses?
Ans: Be smart. You can say hella lotta things here.
Strengths : smart working, adaptability, intelligent, confidence, leadership, initiative, getting things done, creative, believes in change, realistic, organized, believes in attitude, takes responsibility, dedication, hardworking, innovative, communication skills, optimistic, adaptability, flexible, sense of humor, elegance, commitment etc...!

Weakness: Talking about the weaknesses is a very tuf thing.
Anyway we can talk about being sentimental, gullible, home sickness, talkative, phobias etc. Its better to tell that you are sentimental or say you used to be talkative or gullible but working on it. Don’t tell where you involve risk like telling that you are not punctual or lazy or sleep a lot etc .

If you want to be very smart say that you don’t have any weakness and tell, thinking like that is your weakness. Just kidding... remember we are not answering for any beauty pageants.

Basically when you are talking about weakness, one should always remember that the weakness what ever you tell should be more like strength in disguise.
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4.Where do you want to see yourself after 5,10,20 years?
Ans: 5 years: Smile. Say that you will be in a good position. Smart working. Then he can ask you what you mean by smart work. Now its your turn to trip on him. Say smart work is an organized and planned kind of hard work where one don’t have to feel the tense or stress in handling it. Here you are leading the interviewer from the question he asked. This is what one requires. Lead him.

After 10 : You will be in a very good position would have got married , a kid ( just say 1 kid so that you can talk about population and all that crap) leading a joyful life with your wife and your kid. When you say this - the joy should be seen on your face.
Body language counts.

20 years: Say probably you will be owning a company, which is one of your dreams. Here he may ask, about your other dreams. Then its a self trap for him. Say to start an orphanage or to start homage for old and look after it especially in India. If he asks you why India, then say you are a great patriot etc. May be you like to retire soon and take up social work still more. Keep your interaction bit humorous and cool, but not ridiculous.
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5.Why do you want to join our company?
Ans: Careful - never praise that company nor degrade others. Attack this question with flair of art. Say that its your dream to get into that kinda work offered by that company. Tell you are capable of giving more than what you are giving in your previous company or your latent potential is not much tapped. Else you can talk about the pay package where you deserve more than what you are getting ’’by hand’’. Be indirectly direct.
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6.Why should I select you?
Ans: Be honest. Even when you lie do it honestly!!!
Bring your strengths here. Say what you can do to that company. Prove that with your smartness its not a big deal for you to get any job elsewhere. But if he is not going to select you, make him feel that he will be on the losing side. Don’t be proud. Show your confidence not your proudness. Sometimes you have to take charge. They might be testing your counter reactions. Keep this in mind.
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7.If I don’t select what will be your reaction?
Ans: No big deal. Make him better not ask this question. Say that you will feel but not sad. Say you are very optimistic and will be thinking that something better is awaiting you ahead and you will be looking for that. When you know you are gonna lose - ’’do it with style’’ is the key mantra at these kinda moments especially.
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8. Why didn’t you go for Masters/ Ph.D?
Ans: Say you like to do your Masters/Ph.D in your corresponding field. But tell that you always feel its advisable to do after gaining some work experience in the concerned field. Else say that you are not interested in doing a Masters/ Ph.D. Say you don’t want to study still. Self-content and frank. The interviewer is not going to eat you. These are just casual questions not to be taken serious.
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9.Will you sign a bond for 2, 3 years?
Ans: “Think” is the answer for this. Unless you are sure that you want to go for - do it.
If it is for 1-1.5, you can say YES. But 2-3, you better say NO. In these situations the interviewer should get what you are saying but don’t say it directly. Say that you have to talk with your friends or your family and have to work accordingly...!
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10:One general point :
When a question is asked in an interview don’t give complete answer.
Let me give you one example inorder to make you understand the catch point:
In my early fresher days I attended an interview.The interview went like this.
Q - What is a GRAPH ?
My Ans - Graph is a relation is of the form .
After saying this I stopped, and was waiting for my next question
to which am aware of, what its going to be including the answer.
Immediate Q - What do you mean by V and E ?
My Ans - V means Vertices and E means Edges.
Next Q - Was to explain Vertices and Edges ?
My Ans - Vertices can be defined as nodes in the space where Edges denote the magnitude or the distance between any two nodes.

Explanation :
I could have said Graph is a relation of the form where V means Vertices the nodal points in space and E means Edges the magnitude between any two nodes.
BUT the catch point is -
1)I made the interviewer ask me three questions instead of one.
2)I made him feel that I answered all the three.
3)More time is lapsed in between.
4)I was on the leading side than getting led by him.

Always make him ask you questions to which you know the answer.
Whatever you do or tell make it sure that you can justify that.
That will make the difference.

Any kinda questions and doubts - just reply back or post in the comment section. I will get back for SURE.

Few Decisions

after lil small hiatus, me back here...!!
"lil small hiatus"
..haahaa....after writing the above line realized how pleonastic it is. suits my life style...and how wonderful one shud always tend to take it as. so did MaeWest one of my most favorite actress/ writer/dramatist too bold for her times said, "too much of a good thing, is wonderful " wat a line to implement, if we really can atleast to give a shot.

apart from this....i lately realized that i never planned my life seriously as such.went the way its been offering and so am in return accepting and enjoying it at each n every nook n corners. dunno wat happened suddenly felt to give lil touch up for this year n see if i can do lil more with this journey called LIFE.

keeping the hectic life style of japan, the hardships of my work and me mimicking a castaway stay as if am in exile ...i decided few things to be done in due concern of my 2nd para.

1. come back to india. asap.
2. get into another project.
3. buy a car if possible.
4. do my PMP. by mar - apr mid i shud complete this.
5. prep for GMAT ( my ever green dream )
6. take GMAT exam in may - june. shud get ~700.
   
7. get some promotion in job.
8. get married by year end.
9. targeting top 10 of USA or top 6 of europe by 2009.
10. _____________ this blank is for some extra things i wud hv taken up. d]:-)

lets see wat all i can do preferably in order.
wish me all the best - and stay connected.
love life, live life - oo ahhh little it more...!!!

Happy New Year

Expecting lotta things to happen in this year 2008.

Keep Watchin...!!!

Drew Barrymore is ...

wondering how did i miss this interesting point of the most fav actress of mine for all times...drew barrymore...!!

shes half HUNGARIAN from her mothers side.
no doubt she has this beauty of central europe. that too my nostalgic hungary.

isn't that another reason to crave and go gaga about her still more...??
check few of her snaps : click to enlarge them.

!!...Merry Christmas...!!

Blushing while Flushing

hahahha...as most of the foreigners, i also became the scapegoat to the technology these japanese have. having a credit of shitting in 9 countries of europe...above all being a typical indian, wherever i go to do my calls...i used to go with a coke bottle/ some sprite or some pet bottle, that too into washrooms/toilets designed for physically challenged people. hello u bettah pull up ur jaw. this is just the beginning. not because i use a wheel chair or am physically challenged (touch wood) but thats the only places where we can find water outlets. else u hardly find washbasins in toilets anywhere in europe. atleast in these few countries which i hv seen.

but here in japan, it was a total new excitement n something to do with IQ. did i say IQ...huhh..once i gave my MENSA for dummies test and the computer spat on me saying better not to take this test again in this life. first so being skeptical about my IQ, first time when i went for my shit, after my long haul flight journey, i had a very thought provoking experience. everything was fine till i didn't notice one arm rest like panel, on my right hand side of the commode with some scriptures n symbols on it. astonished and looking funny, i was puzzled thinking what the heck was this..? is it some interactive gaming as nintendo's WII calling as score hitting while shitting kinds or is it some kinda gadget of CCTV for extra security. u cant believe japanese TRICKknowlege. cant take chances. so i was smiling all the way of my act if theres some web cam out there somewhere hidden so that i look good n cheerful. come on..everybody wants to look good on TV. ..don't we...?
now am done...getting puzzled again wat this touch panel is...to my remotest though i felt it has something to do with the act itself. whoaa...the whole commode is digitalized. WTF...? am sitting on a digitalized commode at my service to do everything i want the pot to do. functions like 1) seat warming 2) initial auto sensors to flush lil bit as soon as u sit 3)deodorizers for odour absorption 4) flush sounds ( just the sounds ) to muzzle the droppings n embarrassing sounds 5) water sprayers with 5 levels of water pressure adjustment to clean 6) another spray for diff areas of ur b*tt 7) wide span sprinklers 8) stop button 9) timers cuts - just in case u did something wrong or over did things, esp for guys like me ...lolz 10) blow dryers...etc etc...!!
wat a way to shit. being a lazy sloth am just so pleased and fascinated to see this technology. forget the multi level subways or the bullet trains. this is just heaven. all u have to do is sit n shit. head over heels on this, i had a doubt, if theres some facility to hv a robotic arm with a guided joystick where u can get the hose inserted into ur rectum n have the bionic enema injected n get the shit outta ya....just in case if you feel constipated. good jeez nothing of that sort as of now. but u can always expect it. u never know. japanese technology the best....!! ;-)
now don't dream with all these facilities. you have some panels completely in japanese.you dont know what to press and how it responds. so next time you encounter these kind of commodes, i caution you do ur initial trial and error and get accustomed to the symbols. else you end up either wetting you w'hole butt and dress or burning your base if the previous fellow has put the hot blower at max level or the commode thinks you as a female and hv a total different set of cleaning functionality.

its all just another way to blush with every flush. have fun..!! and don't forget to leave ur comments.

Wasabi and Soba

japan...hmmm....the first thing we get to mind when we hear this word is an atom bomb....that littleboy and the fat man...u remember...? next comes their technology.the third picture will be of those hardworking ppl.i will talk about those nuclear stuff and that TRICKnowledge later, but here i want to tell about one intermittent thing we hardly talk about. the japanese food.

today i happened to hv my tongue taste something very very different.something real japanese.ohkay lemme be clear, am talking regarding some root or its a plant or a root plant dunno wat...but a pure veggie stuff. sorry to disappoint you folks to use this veggie word...but its true.it is called wasabi.despite having dexterity of eating a fish with chopsticks...the funda of eating this is quiet unusual.the mere look of this scared me inside out.the whole dish is called soba. consists of grey colored noodles. yeah..u read it correct its GREY colored noodles. first time in my life seeing noodles of this color ( heard that soba can be found with black colored noodles also..some day i will put that pic also...)... n u hv a small cup with some less viscosity syrup looking like fermented blood but actually made outta some seaweed, vinegar, soy and fish scales. another small cup consists of one spade like scrapper n a 4 inch length x 1 inch diameter root...with beaten sprouts all over it. thats called wasabi. now my excitation levels n my urge to try exotic foods got shot up. the game is..u gotta scrape wasabi to that scrapper n u get fine grated paste of wasabi.now take chops, mix that paste into that syrup. i remembered my chemistry lab sessions in my jr inter where i tried to mix H2SO4 with aquafortis and burnt the lab table.

That Wasabi mixed syrup to mix Soba

i was scared lil bit if some big green gaseous bubble will pop outta that potion...n a voice speaks to me "TELL ME MY MASTER ,WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU". unfortunately nothing of that sort happened..lil disappointed. now u take that grey noodles n dip them in this syrup n slurp them in. WHOA....worth the preparation. i cant tell this is the taste i like or can call as love at first slurp...but sure this is different. i expected wasabi to taste like a pith pulp...or like some plasto eraser. coz it did smell so pungent but looks tell like - hey am tasteless. this is one weird taste...something like ginger mixed with hajmola and perfumed with sweetened tincture. i swear, it did taste like that. now dont ask me when i did taste all these b4. but this is wat i felt just in case if we do. the best thing is i liked wasabi. sure this gonna be a part of my regular delicacies from now on wards.

Wasabi and the scapper

one more thing...talking about SOBA...the grey noodles, it has got high traditional values in japan. this soba is eaten as an usher of good luck, prosperity and as a good omen. esp when u move to a new house...on new years day...when u start some new venture ...etc...u start by eating soba.

My Lunch Tray : Soba + Wasabi

on the whole i enjoyed the lunch today, a typical traditional japanese style, and awaiting wat good luck this food gonna bring me...with all crossed fingers. no doubt these people are so healthy n have the highest life span rate in the world.
jai jai japaan....!!!

PS : leave ur comments down wat you felt seeing or reading this.

The VIZARD is back

whoa whoa whoaa....life is beautiFULL.
wondering who coined this line...sure it speaks to itself. returned to this blogging after some ages....more than an year...life isn't the same for this VIZARD. so many changes, so many seasons, so many reasons. just lost the count. 2006/2007 is a kinda roller coaster ride for me both professionally and personally. that didn't change my way of thinking...but the vision got more clear.

few highlighting points to quote :

• RE-discovered new dimensions of myself.
• realised i can do, twice the work in half the required time.
• conducted n hosted many cultural programs in budapest.
• made very interesting friends.
• screened movies for the indian ex-pats in budapest.
• changes in work and promotions.
• started CREATIVE and HYPERACTIVE on ORKUT.
• bye-bye to specs.started using contact lenses.
• tasted some of the most exotic foods of the world.
• deleted some unnecessary old blogs from this page.
• social networking got stronger.
• been to slovakia ( a travelogue pending ).
• back to INDIA in aug 2007.
• change in my project.
• hapened to move to a new country JAPAN.
• making JPN my 12th visiting country.
• new way of thinking, work culture, living, people n food.
• all those lovely things which happened after my return to india and flying off to japan...!!

life isn't the same, any more...!! stay connected...!!!

One of my fav snaps

oxyMORONS :-)

OXYMORON - This is one among those few words which
describes Me. This script was written by me some ages back
but edited according to this day and place, and want to host this online here now.

The beauty of this article lies in my idea - to write and article on
OXYMORONs, by not writing an article on OXYMORONs,
yet writing an article on OXYMORONS - savvy...??

For those who dunno what an OXYMORON means:
An oxymoron (plural oxymora or, more commonly, oxymorons) (noun)
is a figure of speech that combines two normally that combines
two normally contradictory terms (e.g. "deafening silence")
to make a point.

Now here we go
Oxymoron ... Oxymoron... Oxymoron... Ever heard of them.......???????
Probably YES , probably NO ... or both together. But sure this word is annoying me comfortably so as to write an article to please it hard especially on these days of my working vacations. So, in this noisy calm weather of Budapest, here I sit with a pen and a diet coke, all alone together, and thinking nothing as what to write. Though I found Blogspot at a very late age of my young life, ever since am feeling that I should become a resident alien on its home page.

With plastic glasses on my nose, I first thought of writing about some peace force of United States or on some Military Intelligence of Rwanda. But felt its truly impractical to write something on such trivial things. So I permanently changed my mind not to give in for a take on this thought.

Watching about extinct life on Discovery inventions program , these thoughts went on and on and on... while I was constantly surfing channels. I just turned aside and gazed at my transparent mirror, I found something missing within my heart soul and felt like going out for a while to relax - after all am a single bachelor in my life. Immediately I turned off the TV where a documentary film on some business ethics in political sciences was getting broadcasted. Anyway I wore my tight slack and went out, locking the door behind.

This thought still persisting in my mind once in a while, I bumped into a library which is near far from my room. There I joined a small crowd talking about temporary tax increase in those so called calm zones. Within a short time break, I realized I wont fit into those butt headed topics and went away from myself. On the move I started taping live scenes through my eye lens, so that I can use them in writing this article if any. Way back to my place, though being a teetotaler, I thought of getting drunk legally. But with held the desire. I walked past the streets the whole evening like a living dead but acting naturally. At last I came back home. I took a hot shower bath and with a synthetic cotton towel around my waist I switched on my CD player for some soft rock to listen.

I poured the strong black coffee from the cold casserole with some ice cubes chips and sugar jelly on top. Gazing at the stars, wishing I should have been in some government organization instead of doing software designing, my thoughts flew all over the empty sky reaching nowhere.

Wait a minute for sometime ...let me do my exact estimation of these self proclaimed, so called advanced basic thoughts resembling like a new classic of the modern past.
Terribly pleased with all my true lies, sitting with thunderous silence all around in my balcony with an old new book in hand, drinking that bitter sweet cold coffee, and silently screaming that I completed this article - with the same difference from the beginning, I gave a start to end this article.

With little bit of religious tolerance and cruel kindness, I pray GOD to excuse all those people who would call this article as a genuine imitation of intelligent stupidity, so that they wont call me a wise fool.

my most weird weekend - part 2

contd from part 1 :if you havent read part 1 of this mail, its better that u check the same
http://vintutions.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-most-weird-week-end-part-1.html
complete that and then continue reading this blog.

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sunday morning:
waking up late on a sunday morning is early.esp with the hubris gettin carried,i started doubting on my narcissistic folds.am i okay or is it just theworld around me making me feel as such.transmuting myself from this perception,got ready for this big day 20th aug - the National Day of Hungary.one of the most celebrated days in its calender apart from the nude festival we gonna have very soon sometime in sep but dunno when.this day u can see ppl and flags everywhere.buda+pest is a city bifurcated by the river danube called as "DUNA".buda on one side and pest on the other.this day is celebrated in a very boisterous grandeur way.we have air race over theDUNA and all kinda acrobatic ariel maneuvering feats will be done.its a mega event and internationally acclimed.we with all our gadgets went there for the air show and it was fabulous.being a speed freak, and to see the nose dives at 200mph its just a feast to eyes.its just the gush of adrenalin as if someone gonna put a boulder on the accelerator and leave the vehicle on the track.just imagine planes doings all these stunts just in front of u hardly 40 mts away.over the river...flying under the bridges.u r struck with agape and that speaks everything.
http://www.redbullairrace.com/index.php ( check for the foto gallery )
http://www.air-races.com/city/2006/budapest.htm ( for a quick scroll )

i got that pending work from friday so came back to office amidst this extravaganza walking for 30mins to catch the nearest tram.everything is blocked and walking is the shortest way to catch up, unless u take oneof those flights. at around 8:00pm i started back from my office to reach my pals...who were still there at that place waiting for the grand bonnanza of fireworks...
at 9:00pm.u can see min of 30000 ppl just around that chain bridge.

as i limn this blog now the time has come to take u ppl into an eldritch situation ucan never believe.somehow i met my friends and we all gathered just 10 feet from the danube bank.at three two one ...bang...the fireworks started.just after 1-2mins...it started drizzling slightly and we just took it light.within next 2 mins budapest is hit by a fatal storm and we dont hv time to run or save ourselves than to just stay where u r else jump into the river and get carried away.ppl r with kids..all temporary raised tents...and winds blowing at 100mph.u just cant run anywhere and we got split in the process for some shelter.oh my god this is one of the worst natural calamity i hv ever witnessed LIVE.getting hit by the ash from the fireworks,gushof the wind, heavy rain,mud , ppl jam packed, above all they will turn all the lights off along the entire bank.its a total worst case scenario we tend to see on AXN or on some disaster videos of NGC.dunno where to run, how to run, fear of stampede....gwaad....its a thing not to experience but only to be explained.i just ran to a near by tunnel but didnt dared to go inside no matter what.these europeans r big and being an indian built of 173cms u cant risk ur life by being in the crowd.high probability of getting suffocated, or some stampede,or u can get crushed between.all i did was to turn my face unto the wall leaving my rest everything to rain. http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/5269642.stm

in this fiasco i damaged my cell, my passport got soaked and smudged,lost my tram pass, few tickets, some bills, bruises in the back, what not.thinking the way how it started to the way how it ended, cant hv a series of events this bizzare within just 2 days.now imagine u losing a passport in a foreign land with this much of uncertainity in the world.u dont hv a passport that means u r illegal in that country.rest of the checkings u can always do but why this headaches.
i checked reg getting a new passport, and i hafta pay something around10k INR to get a new one.oops thats a ransom.but i dont hv an option.fortunately with my contacts i got a new passport all within 2.5 hrs and thats the best i can boast of my social contacts with the indian embassy, and that swim on saturday really added to this.yday i got my new passport and now i hafta get my new resident visa stamping on it...at the hungarian immigration tomorrow.
i always have an uncanny feeling, that i can survive any kinda calamity how hard it might be...or some accident or some crash or whatever.i justfeel this premonition dunno how and why.touch wood.so i dont worry.
if u have come this far reading, i hv nothing but to say thanks for ur patience and i will keep this entertainment keep going and keep growing.

my most weird week end - part 1

my first blog and this is regarding 18-19-20th August 2006
my most weird weekend..

friday evening:hmmm.....this mail is a redux of my weekend in black n white.my weekend started on friday evening around 10:15pm IST in a so lovely waywhich am not gonna share but it did start that time around where my PQ(psychological quotient) levels has hit a new style of my surrealistic thinking.basking under that i am supposed to go to my friends place to sleep for the weekend.JLT.spending lil more time in office as one of my dear friend asked me to wait as he wannatalk to me.with normal talks about cars and gurls ( the former predominating ...)slowly the talk got steered into revelations about life and living."whats this life and living"was the main radical base for the rest of the next 2hrs talk we had.whoaa....what best wayto spend a FRYday evening...to talk (okay to preach)reg life, career,love n living.this is what friendship is all about for ME.be the best give the best.no regrets.after this heavy mind set - went into an early sleep by 12:00 midnight.

saturday:
i looooooove saturdays.generally i will be on my higher levels of aphrodisiac on saturdays.i hafta do some pending work,so started to go to office.got a call from my new social contact cum friend who started a yahoo group for indians who are in hungary and me being its moderator we got close and share some common voluntary activity interests.he asked me to come for a swim in the lake called valence.gotta meet him near my office and we were joined by another person who is the 2nd high commissioner in the indian embassy of hungary.hmmm...high level social contacts and my style of networking.41 kms from budapest we went for that swim.infested with ppl in the most conspicuous skimpiest wear u cud hv ever seen as the sun was shining too bright.these europeans can survive eating sunlight i presume.just give them some sunlight, a mat, some bread and a lake/water resource they will spend their whole time doing nothing and loitering naked.trust me they do.just a panoramic view of that place will make any agoraphobic person die.we came off after a long spending in the water....i just go crazy for waters.when i build a house for myself i make sure my bathroom will be so big that itwill def give a complex to my bedroom - in size...! god bless my gurl ;-)

saturday evening:coming from that place back to budapest i rem tht i was invited to an indian nightdinner at my hungarian friend's house.went directly to her place.one of her friend(SAM)came from LEWES ( a place near LONDON), seemingly rich guy in his late forties, whoz genealogy descendsfrom india, but settled in UK for the past 40 years almost.pretty successful monetary life graph,married to a british, later again to a slovakian lady.meanwhile dated couple of other nationalities too.hez a restauranter having investing ideas for some food outlet in budapest.oenology being his another serious avocation - in one word i felt he is a replica of a pure epicurean.this i got confirmed when he cooked some indian/bengali cusines.he made fish...yoovie....he said it was just made keeping me in mind...coz my friend said that i like spicy food.i had my first taste of that fish...uff....its the most spicy hottest thing i hv ever had a bite in the recent past...of course not to mentioned when i bit my lip 3 days back which will always tops the chart buster in being hot n spicy.... ;-) ..(anyway thats "classified").after some wines and apricot juice for me the table talk started taking a form.there were 6 and am the youngest of all.one american english prof, one market research lady,my friend and her another friend who were into cultural anthropology,this uncle sam and this software guy thats ME.weird mixture of backgrounds.nothing is better than to spend time with these talks on a saturday evening with exotic delicacies in front...talks which involuntary requires to prove u r maturity and the refined display of cross culture etiquette.i enjoyed this evening.the talks varied from from wines to jeunesse dorée of UK contrast with central europe and india,chengiz khan to the dhal makhani,from dating to the monks of tibet,from psychology to ukraine gas probs, sex and scandals, art of living, hariprasad chaurasia to khalid jia..(this PM of bangladesh was a distant aunt to him it seems...)...what not.i feel its these cross cultural talks and meetings which makes u know more about the values of human kind.we learn a lot from chics to ethics.now-a-days one thing is always make me nuts and makes me go wild and perplex .these people from the west are so cool about their relations,past GFs/BFs,live-in relationships, practicing polygamy and plural marriages, and they go on leaving one another and they work out for other alternatives.we indians esp...we give in so much for a relation and for building a relationship, still we r hit back by all sorts of hipocracy of society and caste-isms and all these orthodox and stigmatic way of mind set.the amount of cathexis we invest on a person,considering me as a lil above avg indian way of taking a commitment for a relationship,i bet we can distribute that to 100 relations to stay committed life long in this west.here ppl crave for sincerity.in india we make the real sincerity become a grave.been seeing so many love stories drown.been meeting so many broken hearts.marriages of the loved ones with some NRIs esp, all crazy unpragmatic irrational reasonsof ending beautiful relationships,what not.i can quote 1000s of such kinds.life goes on....but that dosent mean u screw up a vissionary promissing life just for some taboos or some scare of a commitment or to always be a goodie person in the eyes of all.i feel one shud live in the heart of their own than in the eyes of some other.this thinking made me upset.totally got shrunk within.why why why...god only canexplain if he really exists.oops i went lil emotional here...anyway...coming back to that table...it was nice to match sam's rich cultural and business experience with that of my knowledge and the flairto make ppl listen to me and to accept my advices and speaking ZEN( my fav ) to all the remaining 5 counter-bodies.credit and thanks goes to my aunt...for the transfer of some of her pythonic powers and being the source to what i am now.shez like a tree to me.i owe my brain to her....!!

that thinking reg those topics on relations and commitments was persisting in the backof my mind and heavyness at heart but lookin cheerful i bid adieu to them and left forthat night....tasting saline on skin coz of that lake and scornful face which only i can see, i went back into deep thinking my usual hangout place with just one word in mind..."WHY"...??

....ohkaaaaaaay lemme pause this blog as of now coz i gotta a smalll work to do and i'll continue the rest of the blog lil laterrrrrrrrrrr....